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0:00

In a gang
I'm part of a girl's gang. We're supposed to be bad-asses but as we trash a shop, I pick up things from the floor and fix the broken stuff trail left by my colleagues. I secretly go say sorry to the employees. I'm just that nice.
Later on we join a group of boys and we all just chill out under some tent outside. Everybody is bragging about its own feats and soon they start talking about sexual feats. OK, until some fat boy on the group starts bragging about how he had sex with me the other day. I say "what?" There's no way I would have had sex with him. But he starts describing the scene and it's actually sounding familiar. We were drunk on that day, so maybe it really happened. I feel so embarrassed.
But some girlfriend of mine comes in my defense and testifies that nothing really happened. With her help I recall that indeed I was so drunk I had agreed to have sex with him, but once I was ready for it, we heard an ice-cream cart out in the street and he couldn't resist and just discarded the offer of sex in exchange for an ice-cream.

4:30

Chichen Itza I
At my mother's home. All is so dark and I'm alone with one of the cats. He is scared about some shadows moving on the bedroom.I say to him there's nothing to be afraid of. I was half-lucid and sure that there was no danger in the dream. But the kitty insisted there was something in there and I started seeing it too. Like a white specter, no bigger than a mouse, near the floor. It was moving around and then it passed between us as a cloud of white smoke and it disappeared through the wall. Whatever it was, it didn't worry me much.
I went to the bathroom and as I saw my reflection in the mirror, I became fully lucid. I noticed the details of my face and as it stabilized and becomed more clear, the LD anchored and I managed to recall my plan to go to Chichen Itza.
I imagine passing through the door and coming out on the other side at Chichen Itza, but it fails and I just end up in another room of the house. I try crossing portals another 2 or 3 times without success. I feel frustrated.
I choose to fly so high in the sky that I can see the entire Earth below me. My intention is to plunge in Mexico on my descent, going straight to Chichen Itza. But all the continents seem to be scrambled! I cannot find America. I search and search and there seem to be no American continent on the planet. Frustrated I loose lucidity.
(...)
Some dream, in which Stephen Colbert appears talking to me on a coffee shop where I'm having a drink.
Some other dream in which I catch a train and see Blacksmith coming out of the train a few carriages ahead of mine. He doesn't see me and I don't have time to go say hello. I just go inside the train and feel so sad that we keep crossing paths with each other every couple of years, but never really have opportunity to be together.

6:00

Chichen Itza II
Again I am a military and I'm on some precinct with other military. This precinct is close to a city, with a nearby body of water (lake or river) and with forested mountains in the horizon.
The military are bored to death and they decide to organize one-o-one combats to pass time. The winner of each combat may ask the looser for whatever prize he wishes. Because there's not much they have to offer anyway and possibly because of other reasons related to their boredom, some guys say they want a blowjob from the looser. As a woman - apparently the only woman of the group - I'm being specially targeted by the guys.
One of them is actually pretty hot and I wouldn't mind so much loosing with him, but I feel I must really make a point here or they'll start loosing respect for me, so I reject that idea and fight as hard as I can, each and every one of them. In one of the combats I decide to use all my heavy artillery. I summon a ball of fire on my hands and I blast the guy with it. Well, sorry, I know it's not fair, but hey...
I had two more to fight after that one and each one became harder than the previous one, because they also started to learn how to make fireballs and although not as strong as mine, they were causing me troubles. Still, I won all the combats.
I become fully lucid and I remember Chichen Itza. I feel that I am close to it now. I fly up in the air just to see the surroundings. The sun is setting and I see strange lights shining through the treetops of a mountain at distance. I decide I must go check it out. maybe it's Chichen Itza's beacon of light, set by another dreamer to guide us.
i try to teleport there, but today it is definitely not working for me. So I decide to fly all the way. But as I come closer to the mountain, it gets harder and harder to fly, as if there is some sort of energy shield around it. I end up on the ground at the base of the mountain. I keep seeing the lights shining ghostly through the forest and I start climbing the mountain. I use all four members to speed up my climb. I look like some wild animal.
After a while, I find a clearing on the forest, with rows of Mayan carved columns or statues. I feel happy. They look phenomenal!
Morning is coming and soon the place is full of tourists and people assembling stands, selling Mayan inspired jewelry and world music. That kinda blew the magical aura of the place.
I then spotted Chichen Itza, lurking from behind some trees on top of the hill. Finally!
But as I come closer to it, it becomes harder and harder to proceed. The terrain is ever more inclined and the ground is loose. There's a landslide that drags me hundreds of meters down and I feel disappointed.
Dream fades before I reach the place.

7:30

I tried to attempt a MILD, but I think by the time I went to bed I was too tired to do it properly. I fell asleep pretty much as soon as my head hit the pillow. I have a vague memory of waking up once during the night and trying to convince myself to write down a dream, but that might have been a dream itself.

Calcifer was in my dream!!

(A strong and powerful fire demon! )

He had fallen apart somehow, and I was searching through a gravel path finding the pure white stones, because those were the stones that were a part of Calcifer. I put them together, and Calcifer formed back into himself! I was holding him in my hand.

I remember at one point me and M were driving back and forth different places because we kept forgetting these, and he was getting really frustrated. We drove back to his house because he forgot his belt, but I somehow felt like it was my fault.

I was at a store (it was sort of Target-like, but all the shelves were really tall) looking for black tights. I had a pair, but they were way too big for me, and when I looked at the size they were an XL. The only tights I could find in a S were sparkly ones, or leggings that only went halfway down your leg. Me and M were going to a dance, and I was going to wear this short halter top black dress I have, but I needed black tights to wear with it. While shopping I suddenly realized I had no clue how formal the dance was or anything, and I got stressed out about it. I decided to just use the tights that were too big for me, and we left.

On the way to the car I was with my family instead of M, and I was going to the event with my little brother (but it wasn't weird at all, just like a fun family thing. I'm not even sure if it was a dance anymore.) He showed me the bow tie he had bought and in the dream I thought it was the COOLEST THING. It was all frilly and it had a taxidermy alligator head (like the type I bought M in San Francisco) attached to it. Then, in the car, I was actually going with my little sister, and she was telling me something about her jacket and how she had decided she wanted to go with me.

I have a vague memory of a train as well.

I'm finding that most of my dreams seem to focus on roads and driving. The following is just a fragment from the first of three dreams I had last night:

I'm riding in a car or train that's moving pretty fast but I have an urgent need to get off, like someone is after me or following me. I throw an object out onto the ground (perhaps what the person following me is looking for?) then jump off the moving vehicle myself. Since we were moving pretty fast, it's a hard landing but I make it okay. I get up, dust myself off, then backtrack to find the object I tossed away. I find it a short distance away, something in a light blue buttoned case, like a multi-tool or something. As I look around, I seem to be in the middle of a desert setting, with scrub brush and cactus all around.

The next dream was even more fragmented. All I remember of it was that there were cars that would drive up, transform into different colored dragons or griffons, then lie down like a dog or cat resting. Strange I know....

My next dream was really vivid but I still was not able to become lucid. When I woke up, I just jotted down some quick notes and keywords, then went back to sleep:

I'm in some sort of shop with someone. I don't know who, but in the dream he's a friend. He points at someone walking through the shop and says, "Look! It's Huggy Bear!" (in reference to the character from the old 'Starsky & Hutch' TV series) because the guy looks like the actor who played Huggy Bear, only he's limping. The next thing I remember is that my friend is being chased by someone down a series of sloping steps that seem to be made out of sand and rocks. The person chasing him is angry and yelling, "I'll kill you!". I'm trying to get away as well because I fear he might come after me too. My friend makes a break for it down a flight of stairs that are off to the left of us and I follow him. We now seem to be in some kind of large shopping mall. The man is still after us but so far behind us that I can't see him. But I can hear him yelling, "You're dead!" and "You can run but I'll find you!". When I get to the bottom of the stairs, though, my friend is nowhere to be seen. So I run to my left and duck behind some partitions I find. As I'm standing there, a stranger walks up and says, "There you are."

That's all I remember. As vivid as this dream was, I still seem to get caught up in the dream and don't even think about doing a reality check.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

01-09-11 We are going to the family reunion. Besides the family there are a lot of other characters attending as well and rather than the first week of September it is for an entire week.

I seem to be packing quite a lot and spending time in the bath room.

Skip.

on day 3-4 everyone is getting tired of it. In particular Minka, who has made an arrangement to drive home with her parents (this is odd, since she they aren't the family). She leaves for a while and comes back dressed in a short pink dress and she looks an awful lot like Paris Hilton fashion wise.

It is raining however, so she looks kinda sad about this since it will mean changing outfit again, but she seems packed and ready to go.

I see her mother dancing down the hallway and they are the first family to have proclaimed that they are leaving.

The younger crew of the various families within family seems to be getting reckless and I decide to go and pack up so we can go quickly if my parents decide to bail.

The rest of the young crew are lying around either in the hallway or in rooms. There is a general consensus to go to the bar on the opposite side of the road, but no one seems to be taking initiative.

Skip.

I am talking to my cousin about something related to leaving.

My sister is talking, she doesn't want to be their either but she explains that it is nice to see the family join up together setting aside selfish consideration to see her daughter.
…

I am at an airbase watching Stoffer fly around in a fighter jet. The plane is completely white. He has rented it with a mate for a day as it is the cheapest of the planes available.

I am going up there with him and he is explaining that he intends to do a loop, which I am looking forward to.

As he is coming in for landing and driving towards the spot where he has to pick me up, he makes a weird turn that almost tips over the plane and make the wings hit the ground. He asks his mate to check if something happened, but it seems fine.

He gestures me to get in and I am getting in next to him. I tell him that I find that rather weird as normally I would sit behind him (yeah my plane knowledge is lame ^^)

We start driving around and to be frank all I really remember is driving the plane through something like a race course. At one point we come up to two rocks and Stoffer tries frantically to turn it into the larger gap and I scream at him to take the smaller to avoid making the wings tip towards the ground and potentially hit the larger rock.

We make it to the air though I think, but I only remember pulling back up to the base and getting out asking Stoffer if he really did the loop with me.

“Yes” he replies.

Rasmus SL gets in the plane and I think I spend some time talking to Kasper.
…

I wake up.

I am in Germany at the camping grounds where my grand parents live part times of the year. It is dark early morning on a Sunday and I think about hitting the golf course a few holes in so I wouldn't have to pay the green fee.

I am speaking to a pro who is talking about hitting the course early and I reconsider maybe only hitting the approach/putting green instead.

I sense something is up pretty much from the start and as I am walking towards the lake in the camping grounds/golf course I decide to look at my hand. It doesn't look weird at first, but I decide to keep looking and all of a sudden half of my pinky disappears and reappear almost immediately.

I think about what to do and I have been trying too hard to get to Chichén Itzá maybe. Maybe people would get tired of me filling up the journal with crap on non-attempt nights.

So I decide to fool around. Well I could justify my efforts as trying to master a petite form of shape shifting, at least in the beginning of the dream.

I take off into flight and at the same time trying to imagine myself engulfed in flames. The idea is to create a hybrid between the human torch and a phoenix. This particular shape is then to be used with its inherent capability of scorching the area it flies over. In other words I am trying to become a fiery tool for laying waste.

It doesn't go too well. There is no fire appearing and I don't sense a temperature increase, but the first minute or more is spent just flying around trying to think of fire and how it would be looking out from the inside of a fire.

The closest I get is at one point where in my left field of vision a red glowing metal string appear (like the ones in a bread toaster). After this I give up.

I land and start walking around thinking about what to do. I walk across a road and a car is speeding towards me. I just plant my feet in front of it and decide to stand my ground. The car hits me, though it seems to do so very slowly. It's rear starts lifting off the ground until it moves in an arch above me and land on the ground.

I decide to hone my telekinetic abilities a bit and pick up the car mentally and throw it away. In the direction I threw it there is a shop with quite a lot of cars parked outside. I pick up two of these, one on either side of me and hold them spinning slowly in mid air before I throw them through the shop windows pretty controlled. Check, first time for holding two objects at the same time in opposite ends of my field of vision.

I pick up another two cars and pull them towards me mentally and grab them in my hands when they get close and slam them together.

I look up and see elevated train tracks. There is a train coming in fast on this meandering track and I decide to try getting on it. I sort of know it is a dream and I could just fly, but I do something else. I throw the first car up in the air over a sign (made of concrete and fairly tall). I jump onto the sign and as the first car is almost at the ground now I throw the other one up above me and jump onto it and immediately jumping off it again so I get to the train and manage to grab hold of an edge on it's roof.

I swing myself up on the train, which obviously is moving at tremendous speed. I jump onto it and start surfing it towards the train station (I somehow get a feeling that I have already been there). Towards the station there is a sharp turn and the train has to go into a tunnel. Although I am tempted to jump off not to get smashed I hold my grounds and follow the train a bit into the tunnel before jumping off.

I fall down and grab hold of a metal rod running along the tunnel. and start swinging along it as a monkey. Then I land on the ground and starts walking outside when I see a black man with two children walking down towards me. One of the children is walking on his right hand side and the other is in a child carrier.

I struggle a bit getting past them without running into them. I think it is funny I am considering their well being although I know I am dreaming.
...

Night time mentation: The Lucid is the first dream I recall from the night. When I then try and fall back to sleep after the dream there is this notion that I am experiencing the world from 6 different caskets, with six different names.

Sometimes I get pulled back to a central POV, but it is somehow different. Though I know I am lying with my head up against the wall I feel my consciousness reaching out in a huge bubble around me through the walls and bed.

Then I would feel the six caskets again and while my awareness either dwell on these or is transitioning between them I sense a powerful feeling of being loved. As if someone “else” is in these caskets sending positive vibes towards and through me.

Note: I have been extremely busy lately, not having much of any time to journal dreams, so these are dreams from the past several nights.

Fooled Again, The Lost Mew
I am meeting my ex boyfriend James at his apartment, it seems he has wanted to meet in person. I have finally agreed to do so. I am waiting there for him in the living room, he has stepped out for a few minutes, and I am looking around the room at all of the things he has there. Mostly collectable toys. Predominantly Transformers and Star Wars toys set up in some very interesting displays. James returns to the room, and I notice he is dressed very nicely as if for a hot date. He takes out a single red rose and hands it to me, the rose smells almost intoxicating.

Damn, I think, he has never been this romantic when I was dating him! I start to wonder if he has broken up with his wife and is expecting I will be dumb enough to trust him again… which I know I couldn't do even if I really wanted to. I need to step away to clear my mind, I go to the bathroom. I have to pee. The toilet is broken, so what now? I pee in the sink, thinking James probably doesn't have the money for a plumber. I completely rinse the sink down and wash my hands before returning. Tina is now there with James, and I immediately know they are up to something and I am the butt of their latest joke. I tell James to get fucked and leave the apartment, feeling mad at both him for doing it and me for falling for it… or almost falling for it. I walk down the halls of the apartment for a bit, I find MoSh also lives in this apartment. He is out in the halls looking for his mew. He seems mad at me for not finding his mew yet. I say I'll help him find his mew. We search, I am climbing up on stair railings and into other odd places to reach other odd places such as ventilation shafts where I can look for the mew. A couple times I end up in a tight spot and I have to turn back. In one tight spot, however, I pull out a mew.

I take the mew back to MoSh. I think he'll be happy, but he still seems mad at me for taking too long. I am depressed. I pull out my cell phone and think I can call a friend. Should I call Alicia or Tigress? I am thinking I'm not sure if I should bother either of them with my problems…

Murder by Mail
I am in a hospital of some kind, but this time I am not there to work a job at the hospital. What I am doing is trying to solve a murder, we know the suspect is somewhere in the hospital, but not exactly where. I am with my supervising detective, who just happens to be Horatio Cane off of CSI Miami, sunglasses and all.

We go over to the reception desk, and I look around for any clue that might have been accidentally left in sight. Horatio approaches the man at the desk and takes off his sunglasses before fixing the man with a firm gaze and stating that the man already knows why we are there. The man plays dumb and says he has no idea, even I can tell he is lying. The mail carrier comes in and puts some stuff on the desk in front of the man, who tries to get Horatio to go away because he is busy. That is completely ineffective, instead Horatio insists on talking to the man in private. The man glances nervously at a small package that was delivered with the mail. He then goes when Horatio gets more insistent, saying the alternative is they go downtown to discuss this. I look over at the small package, I want to know what is in it. I go over to take it but I see there are people watching. I look at it, but I can't see where it is from even. The man and Horatio return, Horatio says we will search… starting with the front desk. He produces a warrant. I take the small box now and open it, the man gets annoyed. There is a strange puzzle game inside it… though the man seems really upset that I saw it. Horatio is looking at a surveillance video with a really grainy and crappy picture. He asks if I can enhance the video quality to make the person in the video identifiable. I use a computer I have in my pocket to link in and do it remotely somehow. The man in the video is the man at the desk. He tries to run, but he is also a rather fat guy and makes a very clumsy effort to run… Horatio arrests him. I look at the novelty game a bit more, and I discover it is broken. I wonder why it was so important to that man…

Staying On Track
I am at my current house, and I am there with my ex boyfriend. He says he will spring for pizza if I go pick it up, and I think pizza sounds good, so I agree to do that. He says I'll have to ride my bike down there so he can pick me up on his way back to the house. He says he has to go home to get something quick. I tell him that is bullshit, I can drive myself down there and get the pizza and drive back… and if he wants a ride to his place, I can drop him there on the way and pick him up on the way back. He says no, and I really should ride my bike. I leave in the car and drive to Pizza Hut to pick up pizza. I find that Pizza Hut also sells a bunch of other stuff, a lot of toys and candy, but I just pick up the pizza. On the way back home I have to wait for a train and I start eating pizza while I wait, I rearrange the remaining pieces of pizza to cover the fact there is a piece missing. When I get home there is a train track right in front of our gate to our yard… um… where did that come from? I enter the yard and find I have to cross several more sets of tracks just to get to the carport. There are several train routes going right through our yard! I notice one of the tracks runs right along our porch in such a way it looks like the porch could be used for a boarding platform.

I see a train coming and I am prepared to see how loud it will be… but it diverts onto a different track before it reaches the house. I notice it is getting dark, and I see James coming back. He is at the gate, so I open it. He starts to drive in but then gets stuck on one of the tracks. When he tries to get off, he gets turned around strangely and drives down one of the tracks and out of the yard. I wonder where he's going to end up…

Kidnapped
I am at a neighbor's house, and it turns out that Alicia's friend Anita lives there with her children. In waking life Anita has two boys, but in the dream Anita has two boys and a little girl about 8 years old. I am over at Anita's house hanging out with Anita and Alicia. There is a storm starting up outside, Alicia says she needs to get home, and she leaves. I am about to leave when it turns up that the little girl is missing. It seems everyone went out for a picnic today and the girl is now gone. Everyone is worried about her, there is talk of a child molester in the area, and fear that he has taken the girl. So we start looking for any trace of the girl, though I figure if the molester has her then there isn't really much chance of finding her around the house. I am searching through some areas of the house that seem more like an old warehouse than anything. I hear someone in there, and I see a creepy guy heading out the back way. I follow him outside into the storm, and then around to the back of the house. He is the primary suspect in the child molestation kidnapping cases. He stops and I confront him directly, telling him to tell me where the girl is, and tell me now. He motions me closer and I do so, waiting for him to speak. Instead he stabs me in the gut with a knife he had hidden in his sleeve. The wound has very little effect on me, which shocks the man. I respond by driving my hidden blade into his side. I ask him again where the girl is. He says this is impossible. I stab him again, where is she? He finally tells me where she is, he says she's in the wood pile, but we'll never reach her before the water in the river rises and she drowns. He laughs maniacally… My next stab to his throat shuts him up. I hurry towards the river where I know there is a pile of wood being stored. The water has almost reached the wood. I start moving the wood pieces with strength I didn't know I had, and I find the girl pinned near the bottom, alive. I pull her out and take her back to the house, out of the storm. Everyone is so happy to see her, but it is time for me to go home. The shoes I have on are falling apart, I can't walk in them anymore, and I have to walk home. I look around for what I thought was a long time, thinking I had a spare pair somewhere around there. I can't find them. I do find a pair of pink boots that are Alicia's. I decide I can wear those and return them to Alicia the next time I see her. They fit perfectly. I put them on and get ready to leave for home.

Sean and I were all packed for something and were travelling somewhere (probably a mixture of me helping Sean pack for college, and packing myself for Japan in RL). We each had two large suitcases (which I really do have for Japan...) and we were heading into this really rickety old train station/tunnel. The train was already waiting for us, and it turned out to be only a little rollercoaster-like car on an open track. The seats of each sections were wide enough to fit about three people, so Sean and I squeezed in the middle and put one suitcase each next to us, and one suitcase each under the seat in front of us. A girl with long blonde hair in a ponytail sat there. She greeted us, but I don't think she said much else. Somehow we found out (maybe the girl told us) that this train was headed for a furnace at the end of the line. People supposedly put their luggage and garbage on this train, some to be incinerated and some to be magically transported to wherever it needed to go. However, Sean and I didn't know how the magical process worked and we didn't want our stuff incinerated...The train began to move slowly, and I could see that it looped back and into a furnace not too far away... One seat moved into the incinerator at a time, and the train stopped each time. However, Sean and I couldn't get off the train yet, even though it would have been very easy to hop off at any moment as it was moving slow enough and there wasn't anything but dirt below; but we were waiting for something...
Finally, the ride we were apparently waiting for showed up, in the form of the mother of one of Sean's wrestling buddies. We saw her drive her blueish SUV up right outside the tunnel and park, waiting for us. The blonde girl had disappeared by now as we sprang into action. Sean had to hop off and run outside to make sure it was okay with this lady that we put all of our stuff in her car, but by the time he got back there was a small baby-gate blocking the entrance to the train tunnel. He could have jumped over it easily, but it would have severely slowed our progress. Instead, I agreed to grab our luggage and toss it to him over the gate, where he would put it in the SUV. Our car was already nearing the furnace and I started to panic. I quickly grabbed a suitcase, ran over to the gate, and tossed it to Sean, but when I returned to our car the luggage had multiplied. I didn't take time to question it, I just knew I had to save it, so I grabbed as many random things from our car as I could and brought it to Sean. I kept going back and forth, and each time I returned there was more and more stuff on the seats, now mostly toys and junk from when i was a kid... it seemed to be taking forever for me to grab this all by myself, and I was becoming frustrated. Finally, as the furnace was getting very close and I could feel the heat now, i was nearing the end of our stash. The seat two ahead of us jerked into the furnace as I scrambled to grab the last large suitcase we had. I ran it to Sean, feeling relieved that I had gotten everything, but as I glanced back I noticed still one last suitcase, still under the seat in front of ours. I raced to grab it - it was heavy and nearly to big to fit under there - but I yanked it out just before that seat moved into the furnace... I dragged this last suitcase over to the gate, my arm hairs singed; On the other side of the gate Sean was in much less of a rush than I had been, so there were still suitcases piled on the ground on his side. I hopped over the gate and proceeded to help him pick it up. This is where Mom woke me up.

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This was a weird one that I had today. I dreamt that I was writing to this girl that I was excited about meeting for the first time for some reason. All I remember is that I felt kind of bad about it because I'm sure it wasn't my gf. I remember getting a letter ready, and for some reason..planning to place it in a spot where I knew she'd walk by instead of just giving it to her directly. My mom found it and thought that it was cute, because I wrote stuff on it with hearts like "omg I can't wait for you to get this!!" It was then that I decided to not go, and responded like "ehh...actually nevermind.." even though she'd be expecting me.

The next thing I can remember is being on what seems like the 7 train in NY with my gf....my dad and I'm not sure if there were any other friends. I remember telling a funny joke and her laughing, and being cute and kissing her even though she couldn't close her mouth properly because she was smiling and laughing through her teeth. I then make out with her for a while before she leaves to get off at her stop.

This is all I can remember.

Dream Fragments


I was playing the guitar really well I knew where the chords were and everything.

I was sitting on the stairs tying my shoelaces.

I was with a old veteran from a war and he was talking to me about a war.

Dream


I was part of the Clone Wars from Star Wars sent to some fiery place and I had to protect two soon-to-be Jedis (I guess you could call them that) in Fabio and Rafael Da Silva (2 Man United Defenders if you don't know).



I was being hunted down by Asajj Ventress and General Grievous I got scared and ran to Obi-wan but I left the twins behind when I got back they were dead.

Dream 2

This dream happened twice.

I was supposed to go to school but me and my friends bunked. We went to the train station and I had my oyster card but my other friend couldn't go, he had to buy a ticket.

Second Time.

My friends had come to my house so that we could all go to the station together. I left my house and my friend in there (which is strange as it is my house) my friends were walking on but I waited for him. When we left some lady on a motorbike nearly hit us. She was Asian and wearing a blue helmet and the bike was blue too (my fav colour) she rode off and came back she nearly got hit by a car.

My and my friend walked off.

May 31, 2011
Lucid Dream 238: Funeral Fun
Series: Friends, Episode 13
DILD



I was at a funeral and all of my classmates from high school were there. For some reason, the funeral was taking place on the front lawn of my childhood home. Apparently, a girl from my class had died. It was "CW," a girl who only attended my school for a single year. Me, Cliff and a group of girls we knew, were walking around looking at the flowers and pictures and whatnot. The girls seemed uninterested in everything and were laughing and making jokes. I could see some close friends of CWs sitting on the porch, looking at the laughing girls with disgust. I walked over to the porch and sat down with them.

I commented on how disrespectful some people could be and started talking about CW. I told them that I didn't know the details of her death and I asked what had happened to her. They told me she had wrecked her vehicle into a creek that was only a couple feet deep. Her pants were hung on the luggage rack, so she was trapped underneath the vehicle and drowned. One of the guys sitting there, GL, got up and dramatically acted out what had happened on a nearby vehicle. He hooked his belt loop through the luggage rack, clutched his throat, acted as if he was struggling to catch his breath, and then let his body go completely limp. It was quite an unusual scene, but somehow I stopped myself from laughing at his antics.

Suddenly, I was now back in my old high school. My friend Ryano looked at me and said, "Lets get lucid!" I was a bit startled by this sudden comment and looked around my environment. I realized that I definitely shouldn't be in high school. I knew I was dreaming.

I got out of my desk and walked out into the hallway. The teacher was yelling at me to come back in the room, but I ignored her. I ran down the hallway and noticed an extremely attractive girl sitting in the lobby. Knowing I couldn't fail, I purposely said the cheesiest line I could think of, "Are you ok? You didn't hurt yourself when you fell from heaven, did you?" She smiled at me as if I was the smoothest dude on the planet. I then decided to throw out my friend JTs drunken pick-up line, "Hey, you wanna f*** me?" With emphasis on the "f*** me." She stood up and began kissing me. I picked her up against the wall and slid "myself" inside her. Suddenly music began playing in the background. It was a very slow and romantic song and the lyrics went, "Now, now ba-by...love don't hurt...now, now ba-by...love don't hurt." I thought it was a bit odd, but I kept pounding away anyway. The dream started to fade, so I stopped and stabilized.

I decided I was done with pointless sex and wanted to do some wall running, matrix-style. I took off running along the nearby wall and then jumped to the adjacent wall and began running along it. All in one smooth transition without touching the floor. I continued wall running up and down the halls. A few times, I lost my balance and had to start over. The bell rang and students began flooding the hallways. I decided to get a little mischievous. I started flying around kicking people, tackling random people, and even stopped to make-out with a pregnant chick, lol. At one point, I noticed I was wearing really tight spandex super hero pants. I started floating around the hallways shouting in a cliche super hero voice, "Make room for Captain Yoshi!" People began taking pictures of me and letting out some cliche "ooooohs" and "aaaaahhhs" as I posed in cliche super hero poses . The dream faded soon after and I wasn't able to hang on to it. I awoke.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!



June 5, 2011
Lucid Dream 239: The Not So Shared Dream Experience
Series: Friends, Episode 14
DILD



I was sitting in a room with my friends Mike and Diddy. We were talking about lucid dreaming and Inception. I told them we should try to share a dream. I explained to them how to WILD. I then laid down on the couch and they both just laid in the floor. I closed my eyes and almost instantly, started seeing through my eyelids and sat up on the couch. Mike and Diddy were still asleep in the floor, so I woke them up and told them we were lucid.

I told them to follow me. They got up and I dove head first out of the nearest window. We flew around in the sky for a bit and then landed in a large field. I asked them, "What should we do?" Mike said, "What do you usually do?" I replied, "I dunno, I usually do random things like make tornadoes, or fight things, or f***." Diddy wanted to make tornadoes, so I held my hand out and acted as if I was a powerful wizard. I shouted, "Come forth! Demons of the sky!" Suddenly, the sky got dark and lightning started flashing. A funnel cloud formed and touched down at the other end of the field. I held out my arm, concentrated on the twister, and started moving it across the field. As I slowly moved my arm, the tornado moved along with it. It seemed to lag behind my motions quite a bit though. I sent the twister into the surrounding woods. Trees were being uprooted and tossed around the area.

Mike and Diddy summoned their own tornadoes and they started dueling with them. They were trying to bump each others tornado out of the field and into the woods. Mike's tornado had a red tint to it and Diddy's had a green tint. I then brought my tornado around and back into the field with theirs. I challenged both of them to a 2-on-1 twister battle. As their tornadoes approached mine, I split my tornado in two, by holding out both arms together and pulling them apart. I then moved the two twisters on either side of the other ones, and pinched together, swallowing them up in the process. The four tornadoes had combined to create one massive tornado that was under my control. I slung it through the woods with my arm, and it left a trail of destruction behind it. I told Mike and Diddy to follow me, and then I took flight.

I flew directly at the massive tornado. Mike and Diddy shouted from behind me, "What are you doing?" I shouted back to them, "We are going to fly into it, come on!" I approached the tornado and could feel the wind resisting my flight. I was now flying in slow motion as I got closer and closer to the twister. As soon as I touched the funnel cloud, I was sucked into it. I caught a quick glimpse of Diddy and Mike as I spun around and around the twister in a violent manner. The wind was intense and my vision began to blur. I suddenly woke up on the couch that I had fell asleep in. I woke Mike and Diddy up and we started talking about how awesome the dream was. I was thinking, "I actually shared a dream...that was awesome!" A few moments later, I woke up in my bed and realized I had actually been dreaming the entire time and hadn't really shared a dream.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!



June 5, 2011
Lucid Dream 240: Yoshi, The Train Conductor
Series: Friends, Episode 15
WILD



After writing down the previous dream, I headed back to bed. I felt SP kicking-in, so I just went with it.

The transition was fairly short. My body started floating above my bed and I could hear some static and muffled conversation. After a bit, I saw through my eyelids and everything had stopped. I new I had transitioned into the dream. I saw someone walking toward me and noticed it was my friend Deej. I sat up in my bed and noticed he looked super pissed. He pointed his finger in my face and said, "If I was your parents, I'd whip your ass!" I laughed and said, "What the f*** are you talking about? Lets go fly!" He seemed to snap out of it and followed me out onto the back deck.

We both took off running and leapt into the air. We flew around for a bit, but I was struggling with my flight control. I seemed to move perfectly in straight lines, but my turning was very slow and unresponsive at times. After a bit, we both landed on the road side. I told Deej I was going to pull a Kobe and jump over the next car that went by. I tried to imagine a car coming around the corner, but it didn't work. Suddenly, Deej shouted at me and told me to turn around. I turned around and saw a train coming up the road. It was a very odd sight to see a train riding through a neighborhood. I waited until it was just in front of me and I jumped into the air. I only jumped about half the height of the train, so I kicked off the front of the train to get an extra boost. I landed on top of the train and turned toward the front. I held out my arms and felt the wind blowing into my face. It felt really awesome.

I looked around and noticed there were many bars on top of the train that looked like handles. I crouched down and grabbed two of the handles and began steering the train around the neighborhood. I could feel the physics of the entire train within my grasp. It was really cool how heavy it felt when I turned, and how I could feel the many cars behind me slowly following suit. I looked back and never saw the end of the cars. This train was huge. I decided to try and make it fly. I pulled up on the bars with everything I had and the front of the train lifted off the ground a bit. It was crazy heavy and I could feel the weight of the train in my grip. I pulled extremely hard again and this time I managed to lift the first few cars off the ground. I woke up as I strained to lift the rest of the train.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

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

4; "What do Jedi call normal people?"... Saw girl, playing in snow bus stop, hangin out with Amber.
1; True? Dreams angels....
3; Rage, dodging around trains, working on judo and realm, they where transforming a lot, slept with Rachel, called a train to appear.

I'm hiking a trail with some friends. I can't remember who the friends are now, but I think my cousin is one of them. The trail has suddenly turned into this really narrow strange path. It's almost like it's a tree that I am climbing because it's so steep and narrow. I notice that the texture of the path has changed too, it's all slimy and sickly coloured green. It reminds me of an over sized cooked asparagus. As I look at it, it's like I can see slices cut into the "path" and below it are what look like human organs. My foot slips into some of these slits from time to time, and the feeling is beyond revolting. I am pulling on a thin, slimy rope as I climb, and it occurs to me for an instant that it could be an intestine, pulled really tight so that it's small. Before I have a chance to be disgusted, my foot slips and ends up in another slit, though this one is much larger and contains an ant's nest. They are crawling all over my foot and leg now, and I am starting to freak out.

Who ever is up ahead of me tells me to calm down and hang in there, I'm almost to the top. They prove to be right, I finally reach the top, and manage to get rid of the ants. There is now some sort of cargo train in front of me, like a miniature coal train, with makeshift places to sit. I can see that (my cousin?) sits in one of the seats with a blanket over her lap. She tells me to get in before the train leaves.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This relatively short dream disturbed me a bit. The situation was so unrealistic that this was one of the first times a dream scenario alone left me lucid.

I was in a train. It wasn't like a train I'd been on before; the layout was slightly different. It had a slimmer aisle in the middle, going down the length of the car, with a curtain-enclosed seating section on either side of this aisle. Both of these sections were probably ten feet long, and there were a few of them going down both sides; the sections were raised fifteen inches or so off of the aisle's level. The whole interior of the train was a burgundy colour scheme with orange and gold accents, which made it seem more upscale. As for the lighting, it was dim. Not eerily dim, but dim enough that one could assume at least half the lights in the aisle weren't working.

I walked into a section on the left hand side of the train, which contained two chairs facing a wall, and a single sliding-pane window edged with flat silver metal. Light poured in from the outside of this window, but I didn't see exactly what was on the other side of it.

I could tell some other people were walking down the aisle, and a man was sitting in the section on the opposite side of the hall, reading a paper. The majority of the people occupying the train were shadowy and dark, which was a first considering I could always see DC's faces and stuff. I couldn't even make out what they were wearing.

My vision was both in first-person and third-person at the same time. It wasn't like a split screen situation, and it wasn't like the two perspectives were superimposed on top of each other, either. It's as if I really was in two places at once. It's very difficult to explain.

Before I knew it, the lighting had dimmed even more. A man had suddenly appeared in the room I was in, right in front of me, and pinned me down right where the "x" in the drawing above is. I was now seeing exclusively in third-person, from the bottom of the curtain enclosing the room on the opposite side of the aisle. So, I was looking up at myself slightly, if you understand where I was looking from. I saw myself lying on my back, on the ground, my head coming out from the room and out over the aisle. The man was wearing dark gray and a ski mask, but for some reason I knew he had messy, slightly longer brown hair. He took out an axe; the handle was polished, cylindrical wood with probably only a 2-inch radius (very thin). The blade was very long, going outwards from the end quite a ways, and then became larger at the end. It was very sharp.

My viewpoint was still in third person, but as he took out the axe, it suddenly changed so that I was looking right up at him, looking past my own head from only a few inches back. The scene became a bit hazy. The man said, in a relatively normal-sounding but deeper voice, "when I kill you, you won't be able to tell them that I'm going to kill everyone else on this train".

I struggled, still watching myself from the same viewpoint as just described, and it was like fighting rubber and concrete combined. In the dream, I envisioned the axe coming down before it even happened, and just struggled harder. Within a few moments, the axe came down for good. I'd become lucid at that point - not super lucid - but it was enough to help me not freak out. Immediately the viewpoint changed, moving a few inches upwards, so I was finally looking through my own eyes, sitting there with no feeling whatsoever, except possibly numbness. I didn't feel the axe at all in my neck.

I laid there with the axe sitting in me, and it took a few instances to actually wake up.

I was on a quest. I was on a roof. I am hiding stuff. Or building? It was like I was playing a game and was in the game. I also recall home and Don Bosco.

I was walking with sir Ted, going to a class. I recall a bus and a magnet train. Then I was going to use a parachute with someone, and to do a paraglide. Or I think there were two different pairs doing each.

I went to a school of some sort, where there were toys and stuff.

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Dreamsigns:

Quest (my life is far less exciting than that right now)
On a roof (I don't climb on roofs. Or at least not lately)
Don Bosco (it's been years since I've been there)
Sir Ted and class (we're not in the same school)
Train (rarely see those here)
Parachute and paraglide (never see those here, LOL)

Wow I had a very strange dream last night, god knows why, anyway here goes LOL!

I had a dream about my eldest daughter and her ex boyfriend, her ex had some wooden planks and he ejacualted over one of them and tried to stick the other plank to it, this didn't work and frustrated the hell out of him ((lmao ohh my god!!)) he wanted to make something , anyway he was very pissed about it not working! In my dream i had dreamt about my daughter and her ex and kept asking her if they had ever done anything with wooden planks, she was trying to tell me quietly because her ex was in the other room ((will name her ex J)) i couldn't understand the lip signs and hand movements she was showing me as she tried to tell me something then below her face a load of writing came up, the text saying what she couldn't ((lol)) . i had wrote these dreams that i had in my dream down on paper, there was also something to do with her and a train but that kept swapping to her and an aeroplane then back to a train. I kept seeing her in a room sitting down, it was quite dark, then J would appear and do nasty things trying not to let me see, i was sort of watching in third person at this time, like watching a movie play infront of me, he was asking her horrible questions, god he was awfull!!!. It then switched and my eldest was the one being horrible not him, she had beaten him with planks by the plane and she told me she had shoved one up his ass and left him there ((roflol))