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Lucidity: 8/10
Vividness: 9/10
Length: ~20 Min.

I became lucid and started to talk to this girl, I wanted to have sex with her, but she said "no." She said that she was also lucid. I was very excited. Then, after that. I was holding a camera, walking around listening to other people's conversations. Then all of a sudden I was in a lab where they use a divice that makes you lucid dream. For some reason, some guy was upset that I was there. But let me proceed with the lucid dreaming thing anyways. Then I was walking in a large room with Zach. While we were I was thinking about my body for some reason while Zach was looking a bushes. Then I was vs. some guy, I believe it was Saskae from Naruto. I was slower than him, he was gaining speed each corner. I was suprised. Then I found out that I was in someone else's dream. Then I was trying to send a post card or something to myself. I didn't understand why. But some people wanted my flash drive for some reason. Then I was in a large building and someone grabbed my flash drive from me and started tearing it up. It contained information of lucid dreaming. Then I had the flash drive again for some reason and was blocking a door from somebody. Someone set up a timer for me so I would wake up. It said 17:03 and counting. I really wanted to wake up for some reason. I had a false awakening. I thought I was on my computer and was distributing the data from the flash drive onto the computer. I asked my dad if they could stop it and he said "no." It was about 70GB or more. But it worked, I could view pictures and videos as I'd like. But then I was dreaming again and desired some pussy. And for some reason I couldn't find a girl to fuck. Then I woke up. Trying to DEILD but I believe failed.

12.04.2011

The life of Her (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was an extremely long dream. I can only recall fragments from the first part of the dream. Several days, nights, months and years happened in this dream. I think I was a spirit guide from a lady since she was born until she was old. The whole dream covered the life of her. She had no name, so I call her, "Her" It felt odd to be a dream, I was not lucid and I was not Astral Traveling either.

- Her was born. Female, blonde, special child. She could see me.
- Years passed, she had a hard childhood. She only could trust me.

I was in a hotel with Her. Her was about 10.. The hotel did not have much decor, it was mainly a wooden closet, a bed with a green cover and two brown lamps. There was an odd lamp by the closet that made noises and revealed images from the future when you walked by, but I was uncomfortable, so I left. I started to talk with Her. Music sounded in the dream. She was sad because she had no friends. I told her to be assured people loved her. I told her she had indeed friends.

Now I was at a swimming pool. Her was about 18. Her was nervous and excited at the same time. She was going to have a race. She jumped on the second aisle of the right of the pool. Two female ladies tried to screw her, however, a third lady, who was Mexican jumped between then and pushed Her to the corner. Her was happy that she did not have to deal with the other two ladies anymore. A gun was shot and the race started. Her dove and started to swim very fast, she arrived second, someone arrived prior to her and received the gold medal.
Her left the swimming pool to me her only friend, or maybe two friends. I was floating in the middle of the pool, now empty. I could see the spectators seats. The seats were wooden and they had a shape like a pyramid. The sits were so next to each other that I could slide on them and get into the pool. Oddly, I did not splashed.

Now I was in some gardens. Her was about 40. Her found some hidden stuff of a friend. Her told me she was not a fancy city gal but a more rural gal who grow in the woods. She told me she had to act like a city gal to fit in. There was a small wooden house under a couple of trees. There was a sink in the middle of the house, but not faucets, just the sink. The sink looked old and damaged. There was not pipe on the bottom of the sink. I saw some blood under the sink (on the ground)

I was in a big forest, but it had almost no trees. Her was on her 80s. One of her last wishes was to take a picture of me, with her. I told her I did not belong to that world and I doubted the camera could picture me, but I tried. There camera had a two inch radius objective that was tried to a cord. She moved the objective and placed it on my forehead. Her said, "Right where the Third Eye is!" Then, she moved the objective back to the camera. It was dawn and after several tries, only her appeared on the photo. I decided to take some pictures of her and I told her that my energy would be within her photos. Her was happy. She smiled, lied down in the ground and died with a smile on her face. Shortly, I woke up.

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Dream 1
A car in a field is stolen and I beep the horn. The cops arrive and show me a contract and he says “you have to pay me royalties.” I looked at the contract and saw the signature was not mine and said “I didn’t sign that.”

Dream 2 Test
I walk out of a doorway onto a grassy field. I remember it as a dream college area then I saw a goat and some sheep walking around. They seemed odd since they were just walking around mindlessly. Then I felt really good, I had passed some kind of important test!

Dream 3 Future Bridge
I am a passenger driving down a road in a little station wagon in California and it is flat and dry outside back dropped by mountains. The road turns into a 12 lane highway and I can see shopping centers and such. I feel like the road is changing in time as well as distance. At the beginning it was the 1970’s now it is the 80’s. Quickly it is the 90’s and 2000’s uneventfully. Then I am flying as we come to a bridge and I let the little station wagon from the 70’s go as it drives below me. Now it is the future but I am not sure when. I fly through the bridge’s upper girders and see how massive this structure is, the I-beams are bigger than I thought anything in my time was being made and wondered what kind of huge factory could produce these monsters. Then I noticed there was lighting up here too. Although it was daytime I got a quick nighttime vision of what it looked like at night and it was a nice bright green bridge. The lighting’s housings were huge, you could easily fit 10 SUV’s inside one. I wondered at the power that would be needed to do this, and all for something unnecessary, but got the feeling that it was a concern but no big deal, so much for energy concerns for the future.
The highway went off to the left but I followed my-times highway, which was now just a depression in the vegetation. The old highways had crumbled and acted like a bedrock letting only small plants with small roots take hold and you could follow this ‘depression’ down to the sea, this led into the marshes and parts were washed out. I now felt the familiar time of the early 22nd century but was still not too sure. There was a long beach but no sign of anyone having used it in any way which I thought would be odd especially for California. I felt there was no more to see and reluctantly landed roughly on a sandbar 6 feet out from the beach. There was nothing but those tall beach weeds on shore and a few houses way in back of that. I then felt I was violating some kind of rule landing here but could not take back off. I closed my eyes and imagined flying away but I wasn’t and upon opening my eyes I saw an all green helicopter with only a small white circle for a symbol on the door. The helicopter circled a bit then came down close to me and I could see it was about the size of a small car, far too small to hold a person. Then I heard an emergency type voice say “EXIT THE AREA!” from the green helicopter. I tried to get my legs out of the sand and then I was surprised to see an all blue robot with a human type appearance approach me. It was all blue head to foot with no face just a thin vertical black line in the middle of its “face.” “Oh crap!”
Then I am home again in early 2000’s time [not real life home] looking something up on the computer. It’s the old big computer TV like monitor and I start closing windows out as my mom and my other family members are coming in the room and distracting my attention [these are not my family members in real life].

The screen’s background has a pretty woman with short black hair on it who I seem to know and stare at it a few seconds before my sister enters the room talking loudly so I turn the computer off [I do not have a sister in real life]. They are all eating popcorn out of a bowl and passing it around and give me some but I just take out a few and crunch on them. I feel a little sad and not sure why.

I'm at a public park in Shanghai where some kind of festival is going on. There are many rides, attractions and fast food vendors. I am my dream incarnate Chun-li, who is usually Chinese, but I know intinctively in this dream that I am half Chinese, half Japanese, and this is something I have to keep a secret because at this point in time the Chinese and Japanese have very tense relations and there is great suspicion between the two nations in my dream.

While there is not yet war, trade and immigration has been halted and anyone who is Japanese is immediately exiled or extradited to Japan. The same thing happens in Japan to people of having Chinese descent. People like me, with half and half relations, keep quiet because of the fear of being rejected by both countries. I greatly fear being exiled to Japan because I have lived in China my whole life and would not know where to go or what to do in a foriegn country.

I am with a small group of friends (who know of my half blood and keep it a secret) and we are watching acrobats doing tricks on giant trampolines. Afterwards we watch some fireworks and then go to check out the food vendors. The park is open all night but many people have left and few people are still around. Mostly the campsites containing the vendors families and supplies are still active. The moon is full and directly over head. My friends and I go down one road at the edge of the park and find North America food vendors containing stores like KFC, Taco Bell, a few pizza places and Burger King. One of the vendors between all of these North American vendors is a food store selling Japanese style food and sushi, though it outwardly passes itself off as a fish and chips joint. We are surpised at this and dare to order some food from there. The vendor is very kind and quietly gives us are meals (I order sushi pizza and an eggplant handroll) and we sneak off to a picnic table in the now dark park to eat our forbidden food. I become nervous because I can see some of the Chinese vendors across the street watching us.

The next day my friends and I are at a mall complex doing some shopping when we hear the news that Japan and China have declared war with each other. Many people in the mall have gathered around a large audio/video display which was previously selling automobiles but has been switched over to report the breaking news. The reporter says that the two countries armies have met in the Sea of Japan, not shots have been fired yet and there seems to be a highly tense stalemate with neither side yeilding their positions. The report then reads a breaking bulletin that people of Japanese decent, no matter the degree, are now labelled as enemies of the state and are to be arrested immediately. I feel dizzy and sick to my stomach when I hear this, and have to sit down for a moment because of weakness in my knees.

When I gather myself I leave my friends and run all the way up to a second floor department store where I know works a half Chinese half Japanese fashion designer. We know each other as acquaintences but he is not happy to see me. Because of his open and flamboyant personality (he's gay and dies his hair blond) he has never denied being half Japanese and now he knows he will probably be arrested because of it. We sit on a display counter in his store and listen to the news report coming from the floor below as it reports the breaking news that the two country's navy vessels have begun firing at each other and several ships have been already sunk. Almost everyone in the mall is now gathered around the giant television to watch.

Suddenly my friends come up the stairs and run to us. One of them says that we should start a protest for peace and that we could have a fashion show as a fund/awareness-raiser. The fashion designer is pleased with the idea but says he will probably be arrested soon. My friends give him encouragement and they start fussion over details like location, participants and the such but I kind of phase them out and listen to the live reporting of shell fire and bombs now on the Chinese coast far south of Shanghai. The dream skips ahead a few days, the fashion designer's store is a hive of activity. We have found hundreds of people to join in our war protest and dozens of people willing to participate in the fashion show fund raiser. The fashion designer has not been arrested but he and his store is under constant servaillence.

This dream ends here and I get up to use the washroom. It sort of continues after I fall asleep but there are some differences.

I am in the mall from the previous dream, planning a fashion show with my friends, but we are no longer in China and there is no war with Japan, but the gay fashion designer is still here, though he is now just Japanese, and he is arguing with one of the other designer's of the show, who is a Chinese woman. They each want the show to be influences by their countries of origin and argue like cats and dogs about trivial details like colour themes and placement of artwork. Several of my friends are watching the arguments with bemusement as we help set up.

One of my friends is a brown haired girl named Lily. She suddenly leaves the store and we cannot find her. A young man with blond hair shows up and asks me and some of my friends to join him outside, were we find Don Cherry about to start a tour of the city in what looks like an Apache helicopter. On one side of the Apache is a smaller version of the copter as some sort of escape vehicle. It seems normal to everyone else but I cannot understand why the helicopter has a helicopter on it.

The blond man gets in the mini copter and detaches it from the big one and lands it on the mall's patio roof. Don Cherry and my friends get in the big Apache and take off. I am too freaked out to get in either copter. When they are gone Lily suddenly shows up but I notice that something is odd. She has no idea about the fashion show she had previously been helping set up and she started talking about the public park festival from the previous dream, which in this dream, was not supposed to exist.

The blond man tells me that there has been a tear in space and time and that there are now two Lily's in this world. The doppelganger Lily doesn't belong in this world and her presence here threatens the existence of the real Lily, who is stuck in the past. The blond man gets into the mini copter and there is a brilliant flash of light and he and the machine disappear. The doppelganger Lily is very shallow and airheaded and keeps asking me vain and repedative questions.

The big Apache carrying Don Cherry and my friends return and are happy to see Lily, but they don't notice that this is obviously not the real one. I can hear the blond man's voice in my head saying that space/time is shifting so that all the abnormalities that came through the interdimentional tear are becoming normal. Things will only return to normal if he can find the real Lily and return her to this space and time.


I cannot remember the end of this dream.

Goals:
Jaws TOTY

I find myself at my apartment. A lot of kids from my school are there. Apparently we were having a party. I suddenly have to take a piss. I go to my basement(weird, I don't have a basement). It really smells down here. It's unbearable. I go into the bathroom, where it oddly smells better. I see something strang on the toilet seat(ew...). I leave and now I have to survive the horrid smell which I could literally compare to the smell of a dead cow. I finally get back upstairs. I see that it's time for bed. So, we all get into a bed. Interesting enough, we had about 30 beds. Unfortunately, I had to sleep on one of the many beds that were outside in the rain. As I "fell asleep" the dream instantly fastforwarded to the next morning. I awoke, and I turned over. One ginger-haired girl was in the bed with me. Okay...then. I get out of bed. I head inside and see my friend Zaine running upstairs from the basement. He told me there's a curse down there so we can't go down there. Okay...then. So we all go outside to wait for the bus. Funny, there's enough people to fill two buses. Then, a bus comes over into the apartment's parking lot. Then, our real bus drives by without stopping. The school bus in the parking lot is bus #0. That's odd. There's also something written on the side of the bus. It's a school's name on the side. I can't recall the name of it though. Then, we see about five more of the #0 buses drive by. We have no choice but to board the #0 bus. It takes us to the school that was written on the bus. Turns out, it's a school run by an evil man. Shit, we're in deep now. And of course, the school is as bad as it sounds. Later in the school day, four kids conduct an escape plan. I decide to join them. We successfully break free of the school and get away. However, our luck doesn't last. The school sends out a search party. Shit. We keep running anyway. We manage to escape, but I get caught up. Damn, I can see the other four almost to the apartment. I turn around and a scout is not too far away. Son of a bitch. I finally get up. Then, I hightail my ass outta there. The scout almost sees me, but I made in the nick of time. We're back at the apartment. Just the five of us. I head upstairs where I know we'll be safe. As I'm going upstairs, I say "Holy shit. I'm dreaming!" Well that was convenient. Well, time to do the Jaws TOTY. I start walking up the stairs, which are different from before. I finally get upstairs, and another party of kids from my school is going on. A blonde girl comes over to me. She says she wants to give me a blowjob. I say I have other plans. She asks again nicely. Well, I have been working hard recently on the TOTY. And my LD rate seems to have strung up again. And, by the looks of it...this is gonna be a longer LD than usual. So I agree. So, she (The following sentence has been censored by Dream Views due to extreme explicity). LOL. Just kidding, but she did blow me. As she continued, I figured I was running outbid time for the task. I politely tell her I need to go and do the TOTY because I have limited time. She keeps going, and now I'm a little pissed. Well, I imagine the shark being outside the apartment. I ready myself. I hold my fist back. When this girl is done, it's time to do a Super Dragon Fist. Then, I look at my watch. The time is 6:01 A.M. I tell her I'm out of time for this. She finally stops, but then I awake. FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!

First Dream I'm a character in a book that I've recently re-read; Vivian from Blood and Chocolate. She's a werewolf, or, I am in the dream. I'm with a group of people in some kind of wild refugee, in human form. I cross a small creek where wolves reside on the other side. I am affectionate with them shortly before returning to the side of the creek where the people are. One girl approaches me and spits at my feet, she calls me a dirty dog. Enraged, I push her and call her a piece of meat. I hit her and claw at her until she falls into the creek. My girlskin is shed and I am a werewolf at this point.

Second Dream I am in a lavish vintage manor, it is night, and there are armies of all time periods gathering about. I'm one of them, but I cannot tell who I represent. A general asks for me to be seen by somebody, and it is a very urgent matter. I know who I am about to see, which is Adolf Hitler, and I can feel myself conscious now. I telepathically tell my allies to follow me, so we can kill him. (Valkyrie much? lol)

When we get into the room where I'm supposed to meet him, I find a long table with food covering it completely. Hitler is seated at the end of the table and he laughs at me gently, like he knows me, and tells me to be proper. I only salute him and sit at the opposite end of the table. Two men sit beside me, and we quietly discuss our strategy of taking him out. A butler serves us coffee in pretty china, but the coffee looks like melted chocolate ice-cream. I know it's poisoned, so I silently tell my friends with my thoughts to not drink or eat anything. One of them does not heed my warning and dies from eating and drinking. Nobody seems to notice that he's dead.

When Hitler proposes a toast in my name, I stand to make my move. Suddenly, he isn't in the room anymore. The walls disappear and arrows are flying at us slowly. I slow them down more, almost completely and then I wake.

Thoughts & Stuff For the most part, I'm a very conservative person. So I tend to bottle up the wild side of me, especially my anger. If I can't express it in life, I've noticed that I do express it very often in my dreams. The first dream was not lucid, where the second, was. And if it makes any difference, I will admit that I used to be a very violent-intrigued person, like many other typical Americans lol. But I'm somewhat of a pacifist now, or at least, I aim to be. If you would like to share some insight, feel free.

So yeah, my last DR was on the 23rd, had several days of absolutely nothing and today it luckily came back. A bit...

So yeah, here's the fragment.

4th of March 2011. Non-lucid, Lucid, Extra Comment

Can only vaguely remember my dream. It had something to do with school though. At some point, my maths teacher wanted to reschedule a lesson from 18:00-22:00 (Which is truly an absurd time to be at school at anyway, stupid I didn't see that one as a DS) to some other time. He started erasing the text on the board, at which point I awakened.

I then fell back asleep for a couple of minutes. I recall fiddling with my iPod clock, which for some reason made me think I could control the flow of time. Don't understand how that thought entered my mind, nor do I think it was something I dreamt in that second period, seeing how it only last 7 minutes at the most.

Perhaps my success was due to me telling myself I would remember my dreams before I fell asleep, perhaps it was just a lucky shot, I don't know. I just hope it continues for some time to come.

I wake up. It is somewhere between 4:10 and 4:19 a.m. I lay back down. I wake again. But I wake because my alarm is going off right next to me as if the clock were in my bed. I bolt upright and try to muffle the sound with my sheets. But my body in reality was acting out the dream and as I push th sheets down to muffle the clock,I wake and I am in the same position I was in in the dream and my alarm is going off on my desk.

Morning of December 20, 2010. Monday.



Feeling relaxed, as I step through green grass of about knee length (apparently being barefoot and wearing shorts as I can feel the velvety grass against my legs and feet), into an area closer to the shore of a pristine lake, I feel very peaceful. There is no one else present. It seems to be late morning or afternoon.

Eventually, evening seems to be approaching. I am not surprised (at least at first) when I turn my head to my right and see the tower Big Ben. I even consider that it may be a feature of the building I live in (though without a thread of memory of what country I live in). However, I do start to become puzzled by the nature of time and how it seemed to be afternoon only a short time ago. Still, I do not have any negative thoughts or worries. I continue to sit by the shore of the lake, feeling content.

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My dream self does not seem aware of it being my 50th birthday. The clock tower as an emergent consciousness symbol is rendered via circadian rhythms factors (and the later stages of the sleep cycle) but additionally in this case, may also represent mortality. It is also qualified as being this dream’s waking space prompt and is additionally associated with the puzzle of being between dreaming and waking. This is because my older sister Marilyn often bought Milton Bradley Big Ben jigsaw puzzles. The lake symbolizes being in a specific stage of the sleep cycle, while the clock mainly represents the waking precursor.

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I am only recording memorable dreams in part to encourage myself to have more of them and because there is no real reason for me to record unremarkable dreams at this point.

December 12, 2010: Waves of Times
Nonlucid for the most part
I was walking along near a stand of trees that were planted in rows. They were young trees evenly spaced and stood like they had been set to a grid pattern. Besides them was a small clearing where bright green grass that has been newly planted carpeted the ground. Here was a picnic table. I felt this loose feeling when time begins to become unhinged in the dream. Then a there was a guy sitting at the table looking lonely, he seemed to be missing his son. I floated over to him and when I looked at him from the back a library started to form around this whole site. A library replaced the small stand of trees. I looked around and waves of times washed through my vision. This looked like sections of instances in time; nighttime, early morning, people walking in the library, no one in the library, kids running around in the library, a librarian quietly putting books back; all in sections as they passed before me right to left. Then the lonely man was seated here again at a table. A shift in time slid by and in it I saw him happily reading a book to his young boy.

December 13, 2010: An Unrelated Narrator
Nonlucid mostly.
I was just wandering around but there was this guy narrating a story that had nothing to do with what I was seeing. I knew the story was totally different from what I was seeing and that the two where not connected. The story made perfect sense and was about some guy doing something unremarkable as far as I can remember. I remember following the story to see if this story was going to make any sense and surprisingly it did.

This is the closest thing to a truly lucid dream that I've experienced to date. It's now a recurring dream I suppose, since it's happened once or twice before. In this one, I fade in and out of awareness (that I am dreaming) and seem to have some limited control at times.
In the beginning, I'm back in that funhouse mansion - but now, the changing rooms have all stopped, like a powered-down amusement park. It almost seems like they were the same rooms all along as they are now. Was the rest all an illusion?
I'm somewhere on the second floor - whoever I am. I'm dressed in a light black robe and I have red hair (I don't).
I make my way through the rooms and down the stairs to the exit. I'm a little afraid to go, but I have to. There are points where I close my eyes in anticipation of what I'll see in the rooms - events are the same as the first time I dreamed this, and in this dream I remember that. For a moment, though, I'll remember either who I am or that I am dreaming and move more confidently. The feeling would fade away after a short time.
After besting the trials of the manor, I exit into a dark and humid urban environment. Before me is a long straight road, with hazy light fixtures on either side. It looks like I'm seeing it through a car window, but I'm just standing there. Elsewhere there is a grid of featureless buildings and between them, a labyrinth of little roads. A few people come and go.
Someone speaks to me -- I don't remember ever seeing him -- and I am running as he does, following some unfamiliar girl. She falls and is injured, and a man appears and carries her. He's stocky, but quite agile, and fairly vulgar from what I remember him muttering.
The disembodied voice is telling me that I am looking at one point in my life, in the universe, on a time line. That everything has already "happened," and as I hear him, things slow down. For a moment I feel aware again, and I move back and forth through time by a few seconds. It feels more like reading a book, though -- but I don't feel disillusioned. It seems so right and reassuring.
We three runners come together before some fourth figure -- the source of the voice, no doubt. Some words are exchanged but things have faded heavily and I enter a different dream.

This is basically the first time I had a bit of control in a lucid dream. I've known about lucid dreaming fr months but never practiced or tried to do it until i met WakingNomad, a user here who I know in school. I overheard him talking about it and I joined the conversation and things led to another and datz y im here.

I had my first experience last nyt. I'm used to doing reality checks. I was in a dream and did a reality check, I was dreaming. When I realized I was dreaming I was half-concsious in order to keep dreaming I remembered the technique 'dream spinning' to spin around and think of wer u want to go or about anything..wat i write here im not sure is going to be in the order of events but i'll try to make it in order as possible if i remember.

I spun and wanted to go to the moon and remembered wat WakingNomad told me about a spaceship. So as I was spinning I recited to myself that it was a dream in order to not forget. Then suddenly I was in a spaceship and it started blasting off..It felt like real. I was piloting it, amazing I knew how. I was trying to get to the moon but it was hard. I felt lyk I was in a video game I had to go through santa sleighs tht were chasing me and every time I passed an area, they would go to another area and be even more than the previous area. I didn't get to the moon. I got sidetracked. All of a sudden I meet this person and I start singing off of music from his ipod then all of a sudden the setting changes agen.. I don't know if I still remembered it was a dream. But then I saw psYfr my friend also in waking life that is doing this lucid dreaming stuff with me, we both started doing reality checks just a couple of days ago. I'm still not sure if it was him but he appeared in my dream along with his best frend, Six, that he mentioned lucid dreaming about and has now just started practicing it as well. I saw her in a dream I knew what she looked like from pictures but never in person. I don't remember seeing her face but it was her and i felt it was her. We were doing some sort of presentation Six was supposed to come out dancing first but she missed her cue. So she just went next to me and said "dont make fun of me" I said "I won't but Aaron definitely will". I missed my cue to sing too..Then Six started showing me videos of her tap dancing from her cell phone datz wen PsYfr (Aaron) cam out singing he was the only one on cue actually performing he walked around wyl singing..Pointed to me while he sung one line then my sister Aj appeared and PsYfr took her by the hand and she danced wile he sung.
All of a sudden I remembered perfectly it was a dream and I saw WakingNomad.I don't remember seeing his face but I knew it was him somehow. I asked him is that really you? He said yes. Then I said prove it. Tell me something about me in our waking life and he said "He hates it wen people go up and down" didn't make sense but it made sense while in the dream. (NOTE: WakingNomad didn't remember meeting me but he said he always said weird things in dreams to ppl so they wud b reminded that it was a dream) anyways he then said i hav something to sho u and we went on a bus (NOTE: wen i mentioned this to WakingNomad the next day he didn't remember a dream but he said he always took people on a MoonBus which I had no clue about. So this proves it was really WakingNomad I saw in that dream) the bus then stopped and WakingNomad ran down and before I could chase after him something stopped me from chasing him back.I felt lyk I left something on the bus then wen I looked down at my hand i was wavy. Another reality check I did..and i pinched my nose and took a normal breath and it worked. I was lucid and was amazed that reality checks did work in dreams. It was my first time to do this kind of stuff and I was amazed. The bus driver was a woman that's all I remember when I looked at her then I became half concsious agen and eventually woke up completely..
NOTE: in my dream while i spun for the first time i thought of the spaceship and partly about psYfr since he's been in my mind for a wyl in waking life. Maybe that's y he was partly in my dream..was it really him??i have yet to find out!

June 29, 2010

Synopsis: Dream fragment. I'm trapped on a drifting spaceship with men I can't trust

Spaceship!
After a long voyage, I'm given the job of flying our small spaceship back to base. Base is always the same in my spaceship dreams. It's this giant honey-combed complex drifting in space.

Something goes wrong. I don't remember what. But now were stranded. The worst part was, now there are these strange men in our spaceship. I dunno what these hijackers want! Everyone is tense. The last thing we need mindless blood shed while lost in space.

I shy away from the hormone driven males, both my crew and the strangers. As time passes by I realize more and more people have gone 'missing'. Desperate to get out of this cage, I start charting my escape plans - even if meant crashing in alien territory!

I woke up shortly after.

June 22, 2010

Synopsis: In the first dream my sister is deathly skinny. In the second: After becoming lucid, I leave the giant band party where it rained beer. Two archeologists find me, and they want my help to unlock the secrets of an ancient culture. But bad guys are after us- I mean me! Wait the bad guys are my sisters? We travel back into my ancient history, where I run into future problems.

Night Time Notes: I said my dolphin dream mantra! And then I fell asleep.

My Sister is Sick
My sis walks in my room, asking me what I think of her new clothes. Does she look pretty? When I look up, I'm horrified. She's so skinny, she's nothing but bones and sagging skin. She poses for me anyways, believing herself to be beautiful. She tries on some more clothes for her new raggedy body.

"How did you get so skinny?" But really I meant to scream, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?

Putting on makeup and smiling she says "I got a liposuction. Do you like it?"

I don't say anything. I don't even know what to say! Suddenly she gets pale, then gray. She's writhing away. Her hair turns white and starts to fall out. The rest of my family gathers serenely around her.

"What's happening!"

"I'm sick. It's okay, I'm just dying" She smiles as if everything is fine. And then I wake up, relieved it was just a dream.

Sisterly Circle - And Ancient Origins
Actually, it was a FA. And a new dream starts. Me and my sisters are in a giant spacious building, where a big celebration is about to take place. It was like a giant nerdy band party. Dozens of high school bands, colorguards, and other performance groups were taking turns putting on a show. There's no audience, except the other performers. So we are all just taking turns entertaining each other.

My sisters got tired and went to the grand foyer of this party hall, where things were lot quieter and civil. I should have joined them because the party room got rowdy fast! The adults in charge make a loud announcement, they're going to make beer rain from the ceiling! The band nerds cheer! Ewwwww! I don't drink and I don't like the way beer smells. I stand by the door way so the little ledge can protect me from the rain of beer.

I start complaining "This party stinks!" Literally. The announcer apologizes, and tells me that this party is actually being held - for me! So he gives me an opportunity to make things right. A computer screen magically appears in the air displaying soda selections. The announcer suggests "How about you make it rain coke instead?"

Rain soda? Sounded like fun. But then I thought dumping sticky corn syrup on people was even meaner. Well if this is my party, then I'll be a good host. Instead I tell the announcer to give everyone a free coke! Like magic, soda bottles appear in the air and people are guzzling down. It was orange soda.

There is one last performance of the night - me and my old colorguard. Were getting ready in the grand foyer. When the window catches my attention. I walk towards it, smiling, realizing, I'm dreaming! I walk through the window. It's night, very dark. Just beyond the grassy yard was a rock wall. It's a dream-wall. I fly along the dream-wall following it where it takes me. There's a small village of make shift tents nearby, of vagabonds and witches. Two witches perform a horrifying ritual on an innocent victim. Dark cloaked people with sunken eyes. And the distant shouts and howls of hobgoblins and werewolves.

At first I thought this dark town would be the start of a fun dream. But I stuck out like sore thumb, and all the DCs were starting to stare at me. Watching me. Sheesh. Forget this! I fly back where I came from. The dream wall was preventing me from getting too far.

The sky is more like a curtain draped over than a sky. But I fly towards it anyways. Until there was nothing in my field of vision but a black void with twinkling stars. I kept focusing on going forward and forward and deeper into the black void. At one point I thought for sure I would wake up! But every now and then colors would dance and explode within the black void. Like mini-galaxies forming in front of me. I tried to enter one, but I was 'stuck'.

I fall backwards into the same dream. A strange crystal like formation appears on the rock wall. I know it's man made because of it's colors - it looks painted. But I can't recognize what culture would have made this. I'm drawn to it. I want to merge with it. So I touch it. That's when I notice two guys were watching me. (and I lose lucidity around this time)

"Sorry to interrupt you, but we were waiting for you to absorb it's information." They introduce themselves and tell me they are archeologists, and they are trying to piece together the history of some ancient culture. They tell me that I could help them because I have connections with this culture. Okay! I go with them, and we enter a new dreamscape.

Were exploring an old city. There were these flags that mimicked the shape of the crystal structure, but the colors were all wrong. Too dark. The crystal was painted airy, bright.

The dream gets weird. There's someone after me and my archeologists friends! I don't know who. But I remember at some point that my sisters were the ones trying to get me!

We were in an old room. The two men were looking for some information, trying to find something important. I look outside the large window. There are fleshy bodies in the water. What? I take a closer look. Decapitated horses were rotting in a river below us. Their flesh jiggling with the motion of the river. I fly down to take a closer look. A shark jumps out of the water and tries to eat me! He's huge! And monstrous! I fly back to the window.

The shark tries to jump again, into the bedroom. The archeologists pull out a gun and shoot it. "Look! There's a man over there!" They think he was controlling the shark. "Someone is out to get us." "We have to move."

Sure we run away, and the dream becomes a chase-dream. But running to a different place wasn't enough. I use my magic to send us some place these bad guys could never find us - the past. The ancient past!

Were standing in a small hallway that leads to a sandy beach, where the dream-wall used to be. (Second time this week I've dreamed of a beach, and still I didn't even think of going in the water) It's beautiful and sunny. And the beach is full of wild flowers. Up ahead, where the party hall used to be is an ancient temple! But it's not ancient, not in this time period - it's contemporary.

I recognize the temple, and the creatures standing outside. Their gargoyle like form is something I've transformed into before in dreams. They are dressed in mayan like costumes. They welcome me as any other citizen, but sneer at my two human friends.

"They're with me. Please let them in."

We enter the courtyard of the temple, as beautiful as can be. I can see the glowing smiles of my archeologists friends. "Now you can study this ancient culture all you want!" But then they looked afraid, I know what they're thinking. "Don't worry, I can take you back to the future when you're done."

A woman is escorting us to our dormitories. Everything was going swell until we here a peculiar sound. A cell phone is ringing! Around the corner was a human girl. I can see the glow of her cell phone in her pocket. But she ignores and it pretends it isn't there. She disappears from our view.

We go inside the bedroom. "Something is wrong!" "This place is a trap!" I don't know how, but they found us! "We have to leave now before they act". How disappointing, I was looking forward to learning about this culture! I fly away, carrying the two men to safety. We hide in the little marketplace just outside the temples walls.

A tiny flying mechanical disk stuck out like sore thumb against this old village vibe. It must be theirs, like a flying camera trying to find us! We try hard to stay out of it's view. All of this hiding is getting annoying. I decide living in the wilderness is much better.

I find us a nice wild patch growing near the beach. I settle comfortably down between some giant succulents. But then I have a strange thought...just how ancient is this landscape? I mean...all of it? I turn my head to see that T-Rex was just a few yards away. Oh crap! Within a moment his large face was face to face with me. His beady eyes. The scaly skin. Why hasn't he eaten me yet? He's following my movements like a snake. When I stay still he can't see me. But I can't stand here all day!

We run for it and hide from T-Rex. This T-Rex didn't growl or roar. He was a quiet stealthy predator. Ancient dinos was one thing. But I can see coming from behind us were the men who have been after us this whole time - except now they look like my sisters. Damn! We quickly sneak away. Trying to find a place that's dino free, and free from my sisters who are after me for some reason.

We go through room through room through room through room. The day time gives way to night time. The crashing waves of the beach grow darker and darker, becoming a black void outside the window. I take a turn around the corner, running into a narrow hallway, when I run into my sister!

"Where have you been!"

She has bright stage make up on, like she's about to perform. I hear a loud crowd, the party. I'm back in the present. My sister looks past the stage curtains and into the other room. She looks confused and frightened.

"Why are there two of you? You're in the other room and you're right here!"

"Long story."

I find my other sisters, the ones who time traveled. We sat down on a table away from the party scene. They don't seem angry at me, they don't even remember finding me in their time travel. I ask him "How long were you gone (time traveled)?" And they answer "A few days" "A few months"

"Really? I felt like I was gone for a year and a half!"

And then I wake up!

March 28, 2010

Snyopsis: It's a bleak future. Atomic bombs and mutants. I'm a cat mutant! And I find my home in the countryside.

Night Time Note: I recalled the entire day backwards, my little Dream Yoga practice. I fell asleep faster recalling my day!

I Am Half Krakin!
(say it out loud it's funny)

At first my dream starts off very random. I'm playing a game in the hallway! I have a dual perspective. On one hand I'm riding a black bird, the largest mount of the entire game, larger than even the dragons! And on the other hand, I'm just a kid holding this black bird toy, a very small and tiny thing, running back and forth through the hallway. I give a friend of mine a ride on my black bird mount! Well, more like my black bird swooped them up from mid fall! They were terrified! But I told them there was nothing to be afraid because this is the most awesome flying mount in this game.

At some point I stop playing and enter a busy room. My dream is becoming more stable and vivid. This room is large, with a several story tall ceiling, giant windows, and an open round center with spiraling stairs leading to the level below. It's definitely a public space, it was crowded with people.

I fly out the window and my dream morphs on me again. I get the impression this is the future, judging by the tall super 'futuristic' buildings. Maybe even a space ship or two. I'm in an inner city courtyard/park. The atmosphere is gloomy here, depressing really. I see two guys speaking Spanish and I tell them "I've been asleep since 2009! What year is this and what's happened?" With thick heavy accents they tell me it's been about a hundred years, and a lot has happened.

I get a bad feeling. . . Something bad happened to New York? I ask them about it and they say "Sorry, New York is gone. A bomb one hundred times-" And I finish their sentence "More powerful then Hiroshima" There is nothing left of New York! They tell me not to even bother going there, unless I want to become a mutant! (that sounds fun actually)

More refugees pour into this mega city, some of them aren't human. I don't think I'm human either! The sky is very gloomy. The aftershock of another bomb maybe?

I think about going home, away from this depressing city. Suddenly I find myself floating down the streets of an old city. Very old! The buildings in comparison looked ancient! Which I liked actually. Grass and wild flowers had overgrown the sidewalks. After each street name were two letters, CO. I figured that the CO stood for Colorado. But this Colorado was right next to the former New York state?

After flying through the city I fly through the countryside. I realized this was my home! All the houses were gnome like, possibly cob homes, with grass and wild plants growing all over their roofs. The grass was so perfectly green, I knew this had to be my home! It was a little slice of paradise in frightening future with war and suffering spreading.



I ran into a group of people who were just having a good time on the streets. I don't know any of them, but they seem to know who I am. One girl rubs my nose! What is she doing? But by rubbing my nose she made me realize the bridge of my nose wasn't normal, it was more cat like. She asks me if I'm half Krakin, and I say yes. Sure I am! I don't even know what that is but I guess they are cat people. Another girl sees me, and I guess she has a thing for nekos - she grabs me and hugs and squeezes me real tight as if I were her pet! I purr anyways.

My dream slowly becomes nonsense with a game of animal paper dolls, and an alien drawing I made that actually creeped me out......(why did I draw it??)