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Dream #1

I was probably with my mom and oldest nephew out on a road during the daytime. We were probably driving, but we weren't quite in a car. It was almost like we were walking down the road or on a moving platform. The road ran through a valley bordered on either side by a dense pine forest.

The road was packed with cars. We were all headed, rather slowly, as if in procession, down the road. I probably knew that an airshow was going to start.

Then planes began flying overhead, as if they were just heading over to the airshow, or warming up (?) for the airshow. Some of the planes were flying up from the road.

The car behind us actually lifted up off the ground and flew into the air. The car was painted gold. At first it looked like a 1980s Camaro. But then it ended up looking like the flying car Luke Skywalker drives.

But for some reason I was really excited to see the Camaro-like car flying. I called out to my mom at first. But then I saw one of the senior people at one of my old jobs, JS, walking down the road in the direction opposite the procession. So I called out to JS, partly to show her the flying car, and partly because I was so happy to see her again.

JS may have been walking with a female friend of hers. The two women looked at me kind of sympathetically, like they thought I was crazy but they wanted to act like what I was saying was cool. We both kept walking our different ways.

The road probably ended at some kind of swampy area. A lot of people stood out in the waters, looking out into a watery space columned by trees. Airplanes may have been flying through this space.

I must have tried to go farther out into the water to get a closer view. But I only got a few steps out before the water got a lot deeper, probably up to my chest. This would be too deep for me to be comfortable watching the show. So I decided to walk back.

But it was a little hard to get back. The soil I was walking on was really muddy and sticky, like in a swamp. But the water was crystal clear and never seemed to get dirtied by the water. I was having a hard time moving my legs through the mud.

At some point I saw my second oldest nephew. He may have been standing up on dry ground, near some fence. He may have been kicking something around on the ground.

I may eventually have gotten up on dry ground, or at least to a level of water where I could walk comfortably. But I was probably disappointed that I couldn't get out farther in the water. I may have thought that there was some open space out there where you could stand on dry ground and get a really good view of the planes.

Dream #2

I was at work. Everybody had an office. But the offices were more like dorm rooms. I was probably new to the job. I kept mistaking other people's offices for my own.

At some point I went into an office the doorway of which was blocked by something like a couch. I fell over the couch and into the room. There were a bookshelf, a couch, and probably a desk, all arranged so that the room felt like a maze. On the ceiling was a piece of thin fabric with an orange background and a black, psychedelic mandala design.

Everybody was looking into the room, kind of laughing at me because I had come into the wrong office. I was embarrassed and annoyed, and I tried to cover for myself by pretending that I'd meant to be here.

I may then have ended up back in the hallway, which was small and dark, like some makeshift hallway in the basement of a house. I then ended up in the reception area, which was like an entire living room in a double-wide trailer home. The receptionist's desk was kind of out in the middle of the room.

The receptionist was KB, the receptionist at my work. I sat near her desk, kind of behind her, in a small desk, like a little writing desk made for children. I felt like I was hiding behind KB.

My boss JH came into the room and probably pointed out that I was hiding behind KB. He chuckled at me and said, "Don't you have your own office? Or, what happened to it?" I got the feeling he thought someone else had moved into my office.

I tried to explain that I was only sitting here so I could learn something from KB. But then I was getting up and heading out of the office.

But my boss called me back. He had a bunch of stuff in his hands. He said, "This kind of stuff is no good for the workplace. This is why I'm seriously thinking you might not be good for this job. I even think I found some porn in your office.

"Look at this!" he said, showing me a painting on a canvas that must have been about 30cm long and 20cm wide. It was half-finished, with some edges of it in black and white, not colored in yet. The painting was apparently something I'd made.

The painting was of the forearm of a person, maybe a young boy. The arm held some device that looked like a gold-colored, metallic spray-gun nozzle on a garden hose. But attached to its ends were a red, pump-like ball and a clear, little breathing apparatus.

My boss JH said, "This was for your third oldest nephew, wasn't it? He uses it for his asthma. But kids nowadays -----." Something about what my boss said made me think he thought I was trying to glorify drug use by depicting this device.

01/03/12

Note: This is the 2nd day in a row for me posting dreams in the new year. Not much of a streak yet, but I'm working on it. Here is the dream from last night:

Agent 00-Raven
I am in a swampy type area, approaching the outside walls of a large military installation. I know my goals for this mission. I am to get inside the compound and open the outer gates so the forces controlled by my allies can enter and take over the installation. There are biological weapons being created in there, and this is what I am here to put a stop to. The outside of the compound is far too well defended, but if someone can get in and open the front gates…

So I am approaching the compound from the back side, through some thick swampy land. The swamplands provide a good cover for my approach as long as I am careful not to get stuck in quicksand or something like that. Even in the swamps there are lookout towers hidden in the trees. And even though it is night I am worried about being seen, so I stick in the areas with deeper water. When I get close to a lookout tower I duck under the murky water where I am sure no one can see me. Using this method I arrive at the outer wall of the compound.


I search around the walls for a bit until I find an opening where the water is allowed to flow through the outer wall… either that or the swampy water has eaten away at the wall... I slip through that opening and now I am inside the compound. Now I need to find the main controls for the front gate so I can let my allies in. Since I have no idea where to look, I start sneaking around trying to find any sign of where I need to be. I find the main lab first. They are working on a bio-toxin that causes some kind of plague that is known for bringing death within 24 hours. I remember I have the antidote in my pocket, one dose of it, in the form of a stick of gum. I also remember them telling me not to use it until I am sure there is no chance of further contact with the illness. While the cure rate for the first time is nearly 100%, the effectiveness of the antidote decreases with each subsequent exposure to the illness. I go into the room and destroy a couple of samples of the virus to make sure no one can grab a sample and split. Not only are the samples compromised, but anyone going after them would be infected. I am sure I have also been infected, but I have my antidote gum, so I am good.


I continue searching the compound and finally I find the place I was looking for. It is the front guard room where the main gate controls are. There are three men in there keeping an eye on things, but they don't seem to be doing that good a job of it. They seem pretty laid back and bored. Of course that changes when they see me there, and all three of them reach for their guns. I am faster than them, however, and I pull my gun and squeeze off three quick rounds, one shot to each of the guards. Bang, bang, bang. They all drop dead. I go over to the controls and activate the mechanism to open the gates. When the gates move that sets off an alarm and the guards in the compound rush out to see what is going on. It is too late, however, as my allies are now swarming into the compound and taking out enemies rapidly. I see them surround a final group of enemies, who surrender and are taken into custody.

I notice I have a bit of a sore throat right now, and I am even noticing the beginnings of a fever. That surprises me, I hadn't realized symptoms would begin so quickly. I pull out my stick of antidote gum and chew it. I sit there in the guard house and chew my gum while I wait for the symptoms to ease. While I am doing that I wake up. It turns out I have a sore throat in waking life, so that is probably what I was feeling in the dream.

i am in a giant warehouse store, like mardens or renys...cheap versions of walmart. dollar store kind of place.

its all in an attic of some building, or maybe i'm just on the top levels. i have to duck kind of to walk around. i can't see the other ends of the room, just where i am. it goes on forever, it seems.

i walk into a few offshoot rooms from this main one. i enter one and the expansiveness is overwhelming. i have to get on my hands and knees to walk around because of how low the ceiling is. i romp around the room and then notice its completely empty. am i supposed to be here? there are three or four employees getting ready to fill it in, marking where the shelving will be. they suddenly glare at me and i turn away.

i notice a police car is parked in here. how? we're in an attic! i begin to become aware but this causes me to lose balance. i tumble toward the car and then notice there's another one. its a dark purple sports car. i am about to fall into it and i'm afraid it has an alarm. it doesn't, and when i hit it i balance out, no awareness. i leave this room.

there is so much SHIT. i want to leave. instead of stairs, i look thru the railway and down at the first floor. i overhear a conversation between a lady who works register and a guy. he has a gun and is going to shoot himself. she calms him down and he leaves. "you just wanted to do that to say you escaped, didn't you" she said.

i jump from the railway, bouncing off the different levels inbetween the attic and the ground floor until i'm safely down. i leave following the guy. the exit of the store is made of plastic wrap

i take a fake gun and point it at my head as i walk away. i don't know why.

outside the store is a pawn shop on wheels. there is a huge crowd around the vendor. its a pretty cool set up, a glass case, five tier shelf system and the guy runs it all in a booth with wheels.

everyone is fighting to see a particular object. i take this time to scope whats for sale. my eyes are drawn to a stone plate with a carved spider in the center and a matching spoon two shelves down with a fox on it. on the very bottom shelf is some kind of case/bank that is a wooden carved whale. its huge and pretty magnificent.

the vendor caters to all the customers and then takes the whale out for me. i want to tell heather about this. the vendor talks to me about it for awhile and then says they are having a frequency display later and i should come. i agree to.

i go with a friend to visit someone until then. we have to adventure into deep swamp forest land. after we visit our friend (no recollection of this happening), we have to get back to town. we get lost and go in circles on roads made of floating bridges over swamp hundreds of feet below us. the bridges are made of wood planks five feet apart. its all very difficult but we make it back.

its darker out now (my mind usually doesn't transition/follow days like this!). theres a crowd of muslims around the pawn shop display, looking at dozens of tuning forks layed out all around. thats cool....i guess. i go over to the actual shop and notice that everything is now in a box and inside the box is a comb. people flick the combs and they vibrate a specific frequency, the same frequency that the object is supposed to be on. some are really low and some are high, in between, etc etc. i don't know if it means anything to be higher or lower.

i have a feeling a lot happened before this, but i cant remember any of it.

i am looking in first and third points of view simultaneously. i am looking at at a river swamp from the shore.

everything is bit and video game-ish. i have a shovel and decide to dig. i dig a spot of ice near the shore. marshmallows pop out. i dig a connecting hole, making the hole bigger. more marshmallows pop out. i dig up the whole ice spot at once! a thousand marshmallows float into the swamp.

by a dead tree i see a dolphin. i can ride him around to access the river. i ride him upstream.

i find the spot where the dolphins live and come from. there are a few of them. i try to hop onto another one but i miss and drown.

i get a game over and have to start back in ... kakariko village. fuck this game.

i'm in "real life" now. i was playing a video game on the same shore i am sitting on. i am hanging out with jack and heather. we each are sitting on a stump.

my friend celina calls me over from a mini party happening under a pavilion to my left. i walk up a small trail and hang out with her. i dance really weird because i hate everyone there. i'm making fun of them.

i go back to heather and jack. heather is gone and her sister is here instead. she tells me heather went to her room. ok.... i walk thru the forest trail and find a door like her real door connected between two trees. i open it.

heather is buying weed from a girl who's a big dyke and simultaneously black and white. most of the time she's black. i hear her say "21 g for 17". they notice me but dont care.

the black women gets her shit packed in a small black lunchbox tied around her neck. it has a 12.00 tag on it. she leaves.

heather is high. my whole body feels mad (i would be in real life as i'm a jealous person).

time warp to me walking around with my mom at night. she's high, too. we are dumpster diving.

i keep thinking "you shouldn't focus on heather, you should be-here-now" but the feeling is too intense and has to place in the current situation.

my mom wants to dumpster dive in back of mcdonalds (uh ew) but i say its open 24/7. we hang out near this big dumpster full of actual nice toys and things which shouldn't have been thrown away. i pick out a few good things.

Swamp Guards

I was walking through an old torn down industrial area. It was quiet, there was nobody around and for some reason I thought I was dreaming. I pinched my nose and it failed. It was the first time the nose pinch had ever failed me! I glanced at my hand quickly and put it back down by my side. I thought something was a little strange and glanced back at my hand to see six fingers! I grew an extra finger out of my hand just to make sure. Yup, I was lucid. I couldnt remember my goal and walked for a little while trying to remember. Then I remembered I wanted to go to Denn! I looked around and there was a forrest only 100 meters away. I ran towards it flat out. The forrest was more of a swap and had large platforms elevated at least 10 meters above the swamp. I started onto the platforms and made my way into the forrest.The swamp looked a lot like this only it had far wider platforms and was higher off the ground.



It was layed out in what seemed like a large grid. I wanted to memorise the layout I was in so I could draw it when I woke up but I didnt do a good enough job. I ran up a little stairway onto a slightly higher platform and then back down the other side. I ran right past a guard of some sort. He had basic but nice looking leather armor and a long spear. After running past him I ducked down behind a chair. I could see him through a rather large gap in the chair. However he could see me too. He slid his spear towards me. I grabbed it and as he pushed it in for the kill. I adjusted my weight and lifted my feet from the ground. As he pushed the spear in, it simply pushed my body with it. I flew back safely, out of reach of his spear. He came in again and this time I doged it then grabbed the spear again and pulled it in towards me. With his thrust already sending him forwards he came tumbling down infront of me where I kicked him out cold. I turned around the make a stealthy escape but there was another. I easily took care of him, typical guards with no skill at all. After finishing him off I turned around to see two more, one on each side of me. I wasnt worried, they were no threat. As I still didnt have a weapon I used the same technique as the first two, dodging their attacks which was very fun and a lot more interesting with two at the same time. When the opportunity arrived I pulled them both in and kicked them into submission. As I started to make my escape I woke up into an FA.

So last night was one of the first nights a few of us decided to try and dream share. The goal was to meet at the top of The Empire State Building in NY and set of a beacon of light so others who were looking to do the same thing might be able to meet with another dreamer.
To prepare for the night I did some light meditation and mantra to focus on completing the main task at hand. I also watched youtube videos of the Empire State Building as well as NY at night in order to gain detail about the surroundings themselves.

Well last night I attempted such a task and here are my dream results.

My first dream (or the one I could remember) happened between the hours of 12am to about 4:53am EST. The setting was not NY however but a sort of bayou (sp?) that you would expect to find maybe down south in Louisiana. I did not achieve any sort of lucidity in this dream but it was quite vivid. I was at this particular location because I was supposed to get an interview for a local newspaper. I was supposed to interview the owner of this sort of mansion style home that was located right on top of a swamp. The setting for this dream was at night, and I remember hearing crickets surrounding the area. The trouble was that a tornado (I know, weird in the south right?) was predicted to just tear right through this home. I was also with another woman, maybe my partner on this particular article. She was taller than me, maybe about 5'8" and had curly brown hair and glasses. We were afraid for our lives because of the more dangerous weather but the owner of the home did not seem as concerned, as if he dealt with this sort of thing on a daily basis. The winds started to pick up, and that is when I awoke to reality.

I immediately wrote down in my dream journal, not really a summary but key words as it was dark and I did not want to forget anything. I got a glass of orange juice, knowing that it may help with my recall. I remember that people who had successfully achieved a WILD would wake up in the middle of the night and try to jump back into a lucid dream, I figured now would be as good a time as ever to try it. (Personally I am a light sleeper so getting up even the slightest amount keeps me up a while) So, after returning to bed just 5 min after I originally awoke I found it hard to get back to sleep and it took me about an hour to finally fall back to sleep. (which was not easy because at this time bird were beginning to sing).

My second dream was about the same as far as vividness but I believe I might have been semi lucid....I remember actually being inside the Empire State Building. I had made it to the target destination. I had gone to the top to find dozens of people up there. It was night and it seemed like the reason that they were up there was because of some sort of death match between two human opponents. They were fighting on platforms that were suspended in mid air just beyond the ledge of the building. (I assume the loser of the match would fall to his death). I remembered that I needed to create a beacon of some sort but I couldn't remember why I needed it. Basically I did not achieve enough lucidity to actually dream share. I manifested the yellow light and pushed it up in the air, I also made the beacon kind of pulsate light. The beacon was set and I was at the top of the building, but as I said I couldn't remember where to go from there. That didn't matter anyways because as soon as I set the beacon the dozens of DC on the roof all went completely ape shit and began to fight and gang up on one another intent on killing each other. I helped those that were about to get beat or tortured. It seemed like the people doing the beating were intent on cutting their prey with box cutters and razor blades. The ones I saved I made sure got to the elevator ok. Then I remember reloading the box cutters with new blades and saying to the attackers. "If anyone attacks me I cut your throat, got it?" Needless to say the DC stayed away from me. Then I saw my ex inside the building. I was concerned for her safety so I tried to follow her and get her out of the building. Then my dream kind of shifted to me going after my ex and the people with her in my dad's mini van. I had finally caught up with them and come to find out that the girl I thought was my ex was really just a disguise, a ruse to get me out of the building. Unfortunately I was unable to get back to the building because I soon woke up after my discovery.

So like I said, not really lucid but I think its great progress seeing as I actually got to the location and was able to manifest the beacon. My hopes for tonight is that I will become lucid and clear the roof of the building of any pesky DC and just wait to see if I make contact with another dreamer.

General text non-lucid dream awake lucid dream

I don't really have much to say on the dream/dreams of the night. I remember waking up in the middle of the night, but I barely had any memory of my dream at that point. I didn't write anything in my journal at that point because I was so tired and I had so little information. I had another dream between that moment and the time my alarm went off. My recall of this one was also horrible, so I'm not even sure what fragment belongs to which dream.

One fragment I can remember is standing in line to an amusement park. I was with my grandpa and I pointed to a wooden roller coaster that was built around a small mountain. I yelled, "OMG!!! That's my favorite ride!" Although I don't remember anything after that, the roller coaster probably woke me up.

This fragment was even worse. All I remember is being in some place that was a cross between a jungle and a swamp. I remember being in a Jeep with some other guy who had a funny mustache. I also keep getting a vision of a giant steel robot in the jungle.

I guess I need to work on dream recall a little more.

April 15, 2011
Lucid Dream 216: Enowapi 2090
Series: Mind of a Gamer, Episode 4
DILD
around 7:00am



The first part of the dream I remember is running the a swamp/bog area. The water only comes up to my knee at the deepest. I am holding an AK-105 and there are several guys running with me. My friends Mike B and Jon B are there. As well as Postman and 2Gats (two guys I used to play Socom 2 online with). We are in an actual version of the Socom 2 map, "Enowapi" (the all time best map of any shooter EVER). I run up the front ramp and head out onto the front ledge. Jon B puts the C4 on the front door. I notice there is an enemy off in the distance try to flank us. I lay down in the bushes around me. I'm watching him, but he is running behind to much brush. Finally he stopped moving behind a bush and was taking aim at Jon. I popped off three quick single shots and dropped him. The door exploded and I sprinted and ducked down in a nearby set of bushes.

The rest of my team was standing outside the front gate hurling grenades deep into the base passed me. I looked down at my gun and noticed there was a yoshi head with a crown on it. I thought, "This wasn't in socom? This was a COD Black-Ops feature. I then realized, that I was actually in Enowapi and not using a controller at all. I knew I must be dreaming. I performed a RC to confirm.

Seeing a real life replica of Enowapi just about made my jizz my pants. I seriously had to set the gun down, shake my hands and calm myself. I performed some quick stabilization even though the dream was crystal clear. I picked the gun up just as two enemies ran toward the front door. I waiting until they had ran right passed me, stood up and shot them both in the back. I then took off for the middle of the base. There is a ramp that leads underground in the middle of the enemies base. This is where we are supposed to plant the bomb. I sprinted toward ramp and two people started shooting at me. I popped one of them, but I couldn't see the other one. I jumped over the railing and landed half way down the ramp.

There is always a camper at the bottom, so I wasted no time and started shooting as I turned the bottom corner of the ramp. I blasted the guy in the head before he could hardly move. I waited a second and the guy from up top jumped over the railing and landed on the ramp. Before he could take a step, I jumped out and dropped him. I laughed to myself and thought, "Man this feels exactly like the old days. I am playing this exactly like I used to on the game." I knew what was next, so I sat in silence at the bottom of the ramp. My view kept changing from a normal first person perspective, to a third person perspective (the game is a third person shooter). I noticed this and decided to try and switch back and forth on my own. I felt around on the gun and there was a D-Pad on it. I started using the arrows to switch from first to third person. It felt so strange and amazing, that I just switched back and forth for a while.

I waited in third person and an impatient camper came running down the basement hallway toward me (thinking since there was no activity, no one was there). I popped out and dropped him before he could even get a shot off. Jon B, came running down the ramp with the bomb. he told me the last guy was outside, so I told him to just go plant the bomb and I would wait for him to come down the ramp. Jon ran passed and I was just about to say, "Watch out for mines," when I heard an explosion and knew he had stepped on one. I ran away from the ramp and into the basement. I picked up the bomb and headed toward the bomb plant area. I could see several mines set up around me. I almost stepped on one, but I managed to avoid it. I planted the bomb and sat in the corner watching it. I heard the last enemy shooting down the ramp as he ran. I just waited and watched him step on his own teammates mine and blow himself up.

The bomb went off and I exited the basement. Both teams were waiting above the ramp. Coach Beast from the show Glee was there. Along with two other people I know.... cC and Evan. Beast said, "Damn Yosh...you had one hell of a round. I've never had 7 in a round before." I said, "Hell I have had all 8 kills several times." Jon B and Mike came over and gave me a fist pound and were cheering. We had won the game 6-5 (you play best of 11). I asked Jon, "Man I wish they would remake Socom 2." Jon replied, "They did" he pointed all around us and then said, "It took them long enough though." I asked him what year it was and he told me it was 2090. Beast held out her hand and a holographic futuristic menu popped out of the air. Reminded me of the one from my Yoda dream. It had the scores on there. I was 8-7. I thought, "Damn! I was getting my ass kicked before that round." I held out my hand and a window popped up for me as well. I chose the Seal team again and pushed the "Ready" button. We had all decided to play another match.

I was walking back down out of the base toward our swamp spawn. Evan caught up to me and said, "It sucks we can't just fly down there....Damn, lucid restrictor plates." He held out his arm and I saw a metal plate on his arm. I looked at my arm and saw one as well. I decided to try and fly anyway. As soon as I took flight, I felt a shock of electricity zap my arm. I landed back on the ground. I thought, "Wow, that is pretty cool actually." Evan started talking about my friend Shawn's plasma TV and DVR and something else as we walked to the spawn. I was barely paying attention to him. I was just taking in the beauty of the map around me. It was awesome, because it was exactly like the game in every detail I could notice (it makes sense, because I have played that map so much I know every single elevation change, nook, cranny, tree, and bush ).

We played another match and because of the restrictor plate (i suppose) I ended up losing lucidity during the round. It played out much like a normal match in Enowapi and may have had some time skips. I ended up going 19-3 and killed six in the final round of this match. I either woke up at this time, or simply forgot the rest of the dream.

Series Details
With the dream series, "Mind of a Gamer," the gaming world and the dreaming world collide to produce a lucid paradise. Read as I take video game scenarios to the next level. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

Key: Non Lucid ------------ Lucid

Dream 1:
I was at a swamp, and I was drove there by someone in a Jeep. There were some kids sinking into puddles of mud and water, and there was also an obstacle course above a muddy pond. I tried to go through it but in the beginning you jumped up into a box and you were supposed to go through a hole that my head probably wouldn't even fit through! So I never got through the course.
Dream 2:
I was at my friends house and he had to leave to do something. I was left alone in the house and it just like all became dark so I was walking around with a flashlight and I tried to turn on the lights but they didn't work. I was standing by the window waiting for my friend to come back, and when he did someone else was in the van. He came out and didn't see me, I think he thought it was someone else, but he was aying something like," Dude seriously? Seriously?" Then he saw me and was like," Oh, sorry," and just walked away.
Dream 3:
I was at school in the back of my classroom working on something talking to my friend. He brought something in and the stuff he had came out of some huge boxes and the boxes he just put on the side of the room. (The boxes were HUGE! They were probobaly like 2 or 3 times as big as a large refrigirator box.) Then I was out in the hallway and over the intercom something said, "Last chance for something!" That was the end, at least I think it was...

I was talking to Ben about him visiting us in America and us visiting him in Australia. There was a canyon in Australia that I was particularly interested in seeing, but for some reason, he wouldn’t talk about it. We went through a list of reasons why it was a bad idea – too far away from Brisbane (either twenty-five minutes or five hours, he never specified which), food for the trip, silly things like that which are rarely the biggest factor in planning an international trip. He and another Australian guy debated how well the car would hold up on such a long drive. We were in some kind of virtual reality world. Ben had spent a lot of time converting image data to 3D models of scenic places in Australia, but he wouldn’t let us see them… I was confused, so I pressed this a bit. I finally told Ben flatly that I wanted to see the natural beauty of Australia, and I would see it with or without his help. He wouldn’t talk to me or Nicole after that. We got involved in some kind of weird mind meshing game where we turned Ben’s brain into a marble and rolled it around in our thoughts, making him rethink his decision. He eventually decided he would cooperate with us after all. As we learned, the only reason he had argued was because he thought my request to see the sights in Australia was my way of criticizing his appreciation of nature. Since it was settled, we apologized and settled our disagreement. We missed each other’s company too much to hold out alone anyway. Ben made what was supposed to be a bold statement, then – he would buy a bike in Australia and ride it proudly to show the world how much he loved natural beauty.

The dream jumped. Ben and I were meeting up at a restaurant and hotel. We were all going to stay there together. One of the employees at the restaurant, a woman with blond hair in a sophisticated, black uniform, asked if I needed any help. I declined any assistance; I was waiting for someone, I said. I stood in the middle of the busy restaurant as waitresses zoomed back and forth between tables. I observed that the hotel was separated by a swamp-like stretch of gooey, red organic tissue. I dared not step on it. I asked the blond woman from before how I should cross it. She pointed out a narrow path made of stone that led across. All of this was clearly a reference to Althea’s swamp in the Sword of Truth series. I thanked the woman for her help as Ben appeared in the distance… He was riding a bicycle! When he approached the restaurant, he hopped off the bike. He asked me which coins he was allowed to use as payment in America.

“The American ones,” I laughed.

“The quarters, dimes, and nickels, then…?” he asked, nodding.

“The pennies, too!”

“No…” he said in sincere disbelief. “Really?!” He came into the restaurant after paying some kind of bike fee. Even inside the restaurant, he rode that bike everywhere. He nearly fell in the living swamp water as I was showing it to him. I warned him about it… At best, the water would just creep us out. I didn’t want to find out it was deadly and acidic. Anyway, we went to the winding stone trail. Naturally, Ben had to ride his bicycle over it. He nearly fell in twice; one of the stumbles put most of his weight over the edge, but Ben somehow floated to safety. I asked if he was feeling alright… He was having a lot of trouble with balance. Although he assured me he was fine, he seemed very dizzy… He started coughing and eventually vomiting bile. I invited him to sit on a bench with me and rest before we continued onward. He accepted the offer. I took photographs of the swamp.

The dream jumped. I had a false awakening in Nicole’s bed. The room looked as it did before she rearranged the furniture. I understood that this room was connected to the hotel from before. I kept hearing sounds like a squeaky bike outside. I tuned it out as I relaxed in bed. It was a bright, new morning… Nicole stirred and immediately asked about the strange, periodic bouts of squeaking. I told her I would check it out. The next time we heard it, I saw up and looked out her window. In the street was a metallic figure attached to bike wheels – one big, one small. It cycled freely down the road. I figured out what was going on instantly and ducked out of view.

“You can’t be serious…” I said, mostly to myself. “Get under the bed! Now!” I urged Nicole. She and I managed to squeeze under the bed together. It looked like it would be easy for the robots to detect us if they checked the house; the bed seemed higher up than it actually was from our low vantage point. Anyway, the moment I saw the human-like design in what otherwise could’ve been an interesting vehicle, everything came into place. I knew it was an artificially intelligent robot. The fact that I heard several on the street – but no cars, frighteningly enough – indicated that they were large in number. I suspected they had built up their forces in secret and overwhelmed our society. They hadn’t checked our room while we were sleeping, I decided, or we would be dead. Our robotic overlords had no reason to allow us to live. I explained all of this quietly to Nicole. We watched, terrified, as a robotic sentinel walked past our door on its metallic legs. They didn’t have feet – just long, narrow legs. I wished I had Apheri.

Once the coast was clear, we knew we had to get Ben. Nicole and I went to the bench outside where he stopped to rest the previous day. A fleshy cocoon surrounded it now. I gestured for Nicole to follow me in. It was empty… I didn’t want to imagine what the robots had done to him when they found him. Order is a disturbing foe… We heard the squeaking of metal joints as a robot sentinel approached the cocoon. Nicole told me to hide, but there was nowhere to hide! I prepared myself for a fight. The robot raised its arms when it saw me and opened fire. Bullets filled my body. I tackled the top-heavy machine and tumbled with it into the murky water outside. Nicole gasped, fearing the electricity would kill me as the robot’s body began to crackle. Fortunately, it didn’t. The robot turned into a small bug on my arm. I crushed it with a finger, but like a cockroach, it seemed to come back to life despite seemingly fatal injury. I crushed it again, and it took flight. It bit me, injecting nanobots into my body. I couldn’t destroy it.

“They’re immortal…” I laughed uneasily. What was I going to do? I basically resigned myself to my fate. I couldn’t fight this… I couldn’t imagine how, but the robots had conquered us overnight, and they would exterminate us without fail. I saw them marching toward us. “Go hide, Nicole.”

“What about you?”

“I have something to do… It’s our only chance.” My body was full of bullets. There was no way I would survive – but maybe I could save Nicole.

The dream jumped. I was walking around in tunnels built in a Minecraftian style. I was just above bedrock. Everywhere I looked, I saw robots mounted to the floor or ceiling. When the first one saw me, a white laser trained itself on my forehead. Intense battle music started playing. Inspired by this, I ran for my life as bullets rained on me. I turned away from the few that were shooting me and nearly fell to my knees when I saw hundreds of robots staring at me. There was no escape. They had me trapped. I ran for my life past one of the three in front of me. It shot a boomerang sword at me, cutting off my left arm. Blood spurted out.

“No way…” I choked. It shot the sword again after it returned, taking off my head this time. The bloody head rolled as my body slumped forward. I heard Nicole commenting on how cool the weapon was. I saw her standing by the lighthouse on Sailor’s Isle (Skies of Arcadia). She practiced throwing the sword. It was nearly Apheri’s length and probably just as heavy, but it moved through the air like a phantom.

March 8, 2011
Lucid Dream 191: Feeding Frenzy
Series: The Land of Dreams, Episode 4
DEILD

Category - Exploration


....I felt my self fade in and back out of reality and knew my DEILD was successful. My body began spinning around and I noticed I was in the basement of my house. After a short period of spinning/rolling in place, I stopped and stood. Everything was a bit fuzzy, so I performed some quick stabilization techniques. Everything cleared up rather nicely.

Through the sliding glass door I could see it was dark outside. I turned away and headed toward the stairs. The wood paneling on the lower half of the walls had names carved into name. There must have been hundreds of them. I read a few, "Ben G, Alastor, Gobbleton, James was here, etc." I didn't waste much time reading them and headed up the stairs. I exited via the front door and it was still dark outside. Pulled over on the side of my street I noticed about 3 school buses, several cop cars, an ambulance, and a firetruck. All the vehicles had their lights on and specialty lights (cop car, ambulance), but there was no sign of life among them. I suddenly remembered some that I wanted to recruit for my dream army. I leapt off my porch and took flight. I floor over the trees and up over top of the nearest mountain. On the other side, I noticed the ground had turned to the sky, so I stopped and landed at the top of the mountain.

I decided to dream spin and see if the problem fixed. I just performed a quick 360 (didn't want to spin too much and scramble everything). It worked. There were woods in front of my. I took flight once more and stayed low to the ground, dodging trees and such. As I flew it gradually turned to daylight. I flew upon a small lake or giant pond. I flew lower over the lake/pond and skimmed my hands on the top off the water as I flew. There was a tiny island in the middle of the lake, barely large enough for two people stand. I flew over to it and landed on a large, flat rock that (located on the island). I noticed the lake/pond had suddenly became very swamp-like.

The water had a thick layer of green something (algae?) floating on the top. The surrounding trees were no longer pine trees and had all become mangrove trees. There was a vine covered tree in the middle of the island I was standing on. I scaled up the vines to a limb that hung out over the water. I felt around in my pocket until I found a blunt and pulled it out. I performed my usual, invisible lighter trick, and lit the blunt. I smoked and started looking around for some wild life. A few moments later I started to notice several gators were swimming in the area. As I observed them, I began to notice more and more in the area. I now noticed that they all seemed to be swimming in my direction. I wanted to throw something into the water and see if they attacked it.

I stood on the branch and began rummaging through the leaves over head. I found an orange and soon after there were oranges everywhere. I started throwing them in the water and the gators were viciously splashing about and attacking the oranges. All of the gators were gathered below me. There must have been 50 of them gathered under my limb and the immediate surrounding area. I started launching oranges as hard as I could aiming for the gators head. When I hit them with the orange, they sunk under water for several moments before resurfacing. I began launching oranges like crazy and it turned into a game like whack-a-mole. The gators were stationary and popped up in and out of the water as I launched oranges at them. This went on for several minutes when I suddenly got an idea.

I sat on the branch and wiggled my feet in the air. The gators broke out of their whack-a-gator state and began chomping the air and jumping up a little trying to bite my leg. Once they were all viciously aggressive. I took a deep breathing and jumped off the branch. My arm got caught in the trees vines and I was just hanging there as the gators chomped below me. I struggled for a bit, but couldn't seem to wriggle free. I could feel my actual bodies arm and figured the dream had become unstable. I performed a couple nose pinch RCs (for stabilization purposes) and could feel the vine loosening up. The vine suddenly let go and I dropped right into the middle of the gators. As I hit the water I felt gators slam into me from all angles, but unfortunately, I woke up immediately (I think the rush of emotion/adrenaline kicked me from the dream). I was a little disappointed that I didn't keep my cool, but I did just jump into the middle of 50 hungry gators .

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What exactly does it mean to be KingYoshi? To find out, stay tuned for more entries to the series!

Boyscouts vs. the Fire Nation

Holden my brother, Tyler and I are hanging around downtown. We’re on this outside deck looking over the parking lot in the center of all the shops. I look over at a part of the brick buildings to my right that’s made of wood all the way from bottom to top. It’s made of strips of wood intersecting like X’s, like a foundation of a porch on some houses. Between the X’s I can see an old decaying sign.

At the same moment, Tyler seems to spot it: “Look, remember Weatherfields?!”

“Fuck yeah, I loved that place,” I say. It was an old restaurant that everyone went to as children (such a place doesn’t actually exist). Holden says he never went there, but I assure him he did.

In front of us, a few people get out of a little car. It’s a family it seems.

“Let’s go, there’s Kirstie Alley,” Holden says and starts walking out of the deck, into the parking lot and away from the family. It wasn’t only a fat joke, but the mom of the family also looked like Kirstie Alley, the actress. She was huge and was wearing a pink dress down to her ankles. Her flubby arms swung and instead of walking, she seemed to just tip in the direction she wished to go and flowed with inertia.

Holden, Tyler and I went to Goodwill, which was across the parking lot. Inside, I ran into the toys section which my dream-self never really does (Goodwill doesn’t have a toys section, and the whole place was more of a real store like a small WalMart). Tyler followed me and we began talking about wanting it to be summer out so we can play with water guns.

A couple started quarreling in the aisle so we left and went up front. There, we looked inside one of those claw machines. There was a really interesting looking umbrella. At first, I didn’t even know it was an umbrella. It had spikes in bands all around it, intricately engraved motifs from the handle to the top of it, where they followed the paths of metal in the shading part.

“Jack, you can have that blue one,” Tyler says. She points to a similar umbrella although colored light blue, making it kind of ugly. Where did Jack even come from? He has an ugly little face of anger when she makes this jab, and then he disappears.

Tyler and I touch a lot of soft stuffed animals in a big metal bin. I am particularly attracted to a white elephant and can’t stop touching it. Eventually, Holden asks us to leave because he’s bored of Goodwill, so we do.

The scene becomes us walking around Winslow, our neighboring town. Holden is a boyscouts parade soon, and Tyler and I are just following him around. Tyler’s smoking but doesn’t want her cigarettes anymore for whatever reason and asks if I’d like them. I think for a second and say sure. One is unlit and one is lit. I put the unlit one in my pocket and look at the lit one: where the flame should be, there is a hologram of a tiny flag that dissolves if you wave it back and forth. I take a drag and nothing really happens, no smoke, nothing.

We are walking up this big hill and I see my friend Autumn. She’s wearing a boyscout uniform just like the guys. It’s funny for me because she’s pretty big and walking up this big hill and doing dude-things with scouts, which is not of character for her. Not on the dream-plane, though!

“Autumn, why are you even a boyscout anymore?” I ask. She shrugs her shoulders and we talk about something (but I rarely remember dialogue in my dreams at all).

We get to the top of the hill. Tyler, Holden, and my old friend Cholage are at the top and want to slide down.

“What the fuck, you’ll probably die!” I say and make notice of the four-way intersection at the bottom (all of this is accurate in waking life). They all shrug their shoulders and start sliding down anyway. They just jump and their feet slide on the pavement, moving it as if it was very slippery and malleable mud. I don’t want to look like a coward so I start sliding too.

I’m half-way down and everyone else is at the bottom so I decide to call it quits. I can’t stop easily so I ram myself into a building on the side of the hill and then slide over and join Holden, Tyler and Cholage. They are on this floating house with a floating front yard, all of it on top of a small inlet. I’m really afraid of it sinking because I don’t want to get wet. Holden laughs at me because of how afraid I am, and I laugh too.

I look over and Tyler and Cholage are nearly naked making out with eachother. Holden is laughing and they both have smiles on their faces. I have an intuitive thought that they are doing this to make me jealous (though I’m not really attracted to either of them). I don’t want to seem jealous. But! I fall while the floating yard bobs in the water and my face lands right near their nude bodies. Whoops.

Holden and I start walking with the boyscouts as their parade starts. There’s a ton of boyscouts on the sidelines, but no actual onlookers. I think of how embarrassing this is, but no one minds. While Holden walks in the parade, I ask him about Avatar.
“We should watch Avatar sometime, I love that show. I’m re-watching all the episodes,” I say. He kind of nods, uninterested. “Have you seen the movie?”

“No. It’s not Miyamoto’s best.” (Why did my mind choose Miyamoto as the director??)

“Yeah I haven’t seen it either, I think they cast Aang wrong. He looks so serious,” I say. Holden agrees and we talk about it for awhile. I make a face, impersonating the actor.

Suddenly, the Fire Nation is attacking the parade! (I love how the mind works ) Everyone is running all over the place. Most of the boyscouts are Air Benders, like me. I get separated and am by myself, almost surrounded by opponents. Luckily, most of them are engaged with other battles and don’t notice me. One, in front of me, however, sends a giant flame dragon head at me. Its jaw is chomping as it comes closer. I close my eyes and focus my energy on the most powerful air attack I could do right now. I cross my arms, and when I uncross them, I send a wave of forceful air in its direction. The dragon head splits into smaller flaming heads that dissolve as someone pulls a big blanket of salt water over everyone. It’s sticky.



Around me, big booming voices are telling their followers to say a certain word that will bring them to safety. I see one of the voices re-embodied. It’s a God, a leafy Earth God that is putting all his devotees into a vortex as they say the correct word.
My friend Gabe says it, and I look at him strangely. He was always an atheist! I say the word, too, hoping for salvation, and I black out.

I wake up in a recovery area. Everyone is sitting on leafy clouds. My surroundings are dim. Holden is here, but Tyler isn’t. Heather’s friend Brittany is in front of me. For some reason, she pulls me really close to her and is making very affectionate moves! I apologize when our faces stick together because of how salty I am. She doesn’t mind, and starts kissing me. I wake up.


Illegal Drive

In the middle of the night, Tyler texted me and asked if I had any money for weed. I said no and went back to sleep.
In my dream, I am in the school, but under it, in this really cool art workshop that no one knows about. I get a text from Tyler and she asks if I have any money for McDonalds. I decide that I will take my car and get her some, even though I don’t have my license.

My car is underground where I am at the school, so I just go get it and drive off. I drive fine until I get to McDonalds, where I forget to stop at the window. I’m embarrassed so I just decide to drive home. I find that I’m going 80 down a hill and can’t stop. Eventually I hit the breaks. I turn into this little section of the parking lot in downtown. I try to keep going on this “road” but I find the only ways to go are up some…stairs? Shit, I am driving in a pedestrian park. I back out and go home.

False Awakening: I wake up and don’t know if it was all a dream or not. I tell my mom, hesitantly, that my car may or may not be here, and I may or may not have driven it last night. She laughs and says it was just a dream. Okay good!


Climbing The Tower

There is a big tower. A bunch of kids are climbing it, it’s some game. It turns into a tunnel halfway up and then disappears, turning over and extending some other way. I try to climb it but, like a lot of the kids, I fall. It’s a difficult game-like structure. I see how some of the more “advanced” kids are climbing it and mimic them.

I “get” how to climb it now, so I’m doing it all really easily. I pass most of the kids who I learned from. The newest part that I see is a green rope at the top of the tower that you hold on to as you fall off the side of it, into a swampy area. The tower was clearly just the beginning of a really cool journey.

I don’t grab onto the rope, I just kind of let my fingers glide over it as I jump into the swamp. A lot of kids “die” (and re-enter at the entrance to the whole tower) here. I walk around the tower in the swamp and come to weird area with a bunch of circular steps with newspaper over them. I hop along them, passing this area, and find myself in another swamp land.

There’s another tower which a few kids are trying to climb. I use my climbing skills and pass them as well. The top of the tower is a cool club house! There’s a few other “winners” inside, and we talk about the tower and just hang out.

Something happens, and the scene changes. I want to go to the club house again. I pass all the kids trying, and at the step area, I see why people have a lot of trouble here: the steps are made of pure ice. Because I hopped passed them, I didn’t come in contact with them enough to notice.

In the club house, there’s only a girl inside. Where’d all the cool winners go? She wants me to help her lure a Dryad from the swamp. First she suggest I set my Dryad Bow (?) into the water, but I assume she’ll take it. Instead, she puts her shiny Chaos Gloves (from Guild Wars) into the water, but nothing comes. I feel bad.




Fragment

I’m at school in a classroom I’ve never seen. I sit out back with my friend Celina. I haven’t been to class in awhile I assume, because everyone is working on some project and have pages of notes, and I have none. I don’t really care.

Chase calls me over from the other side of the room. He explains what we’re doing: making our own cereal boxes. I’m excited. It incorporates English somehow by having us add propaganda to the box. The project seems really fun. I want to make my box funny, so on the bottom I put the Surgeon General’s Warning.

This week has been pretty boring for dreams. Nothing but a mess of fragments.

- A body out lined in chalk
- My sister wanted me to send money on paypal to some random place because her payment failed
- Big girl sitting on a glacier
- Houses built on stilts in a kind of swamp area, a feeling that it was somewhere in the southeast region on Asia
- Me about 8 months pregnant (with a girl - I have boys) sitting in a jacuzzi talking about the baby, immediately followed by images of a steaming (bubbly from the oven) cherry pie. Looking over I notice a girl that was there without her boyfriend, which I find odd.

DELETED

This kid was my age and trying to kill me the whole dream with a revolver.

I remember him following me through a neighborhood and into many residents' houses and only me and him were in the dream.
He followed me through a swamp and we fought fist fights many times in the dream and I tried countless times to convince him to not kill me because it was rediculous how everytime I got his gun away from him, he had another.

End of the dream that i remembered was him and I became friends and both talked about our knife collections.
Turns out he acts just like me.