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This one is sort of vague, but I had a dream that I was Neal Caffrey from White Collar and I stole a freight train somehow. Peter was suspicious of me the whole time.

My dad picks me up from Ahmed Elian’s house after a sleep over. We are in the Nady’s parking lot though instead of the front of his house. The sky is brown and everything around reflects the hue. While in the car my dad talks to me about lucid dreaming. He asks me if I have managed it. I tell him I haven’t yet. He asks me if the methods that I am using are “street”. I tell him there is no such thing. We then begin to drive home. He talks about some new railroad being built. He say it is blocking certain roads that lead into Sherouk. He says this is why Sherouk is so empty right now. No one can get in! Halfway home, he stops the car. He says he’ll give me fifteen pounds if I manage to find a car. I get out and I walk over piles of sand and rock strewn on the side of the road in search for a car. I quickly find an old worn out van. I imagine there being people in there with guns and them shooting me dead. This is exactly what happens. I am dead. I continue the dream as my dad. As my dad, I am trying to kill the men who shot my son.I walk over to the van. I hide on one side with the killers on the other. I throw cardboard at them (because cardboard is very deadly). I think about how I am going to kill them. I decide I am going to catch the van on fire and make the gas tank explode. I manage to start a fire. I throw burning objects under the van. Then the scene changes to one of an arena. I am at the top of this arena looking into it. The men who killed my son were at the bottom of this arena. I throw stuff at the killers below.

2/12/2012
I'm going to my friend's house. I have a small flat box containing a piece of furniture that I bought for myself, but it was my friend's birthday recently, and I feel guilty about not getting him a present. I realize he would like this furniture, so I give it to him. See, their old comfy chair broke, and the furniture I got is a recliner. It's kind of cheap though. I'm worried it won't be sturdy. It turns out to be a very comfy, squashy blue recliner, and my friend likes it. We rearrange the furniture to make room for it.

I'm playing Minecraft with a friend. We're at the surface, and there is a gap leading down into a cave. We put ladders and torches on the edges (it's a vertical drop down into the cave). We also put burning rope (it's a sweet new light source). I want to play with this burning rope stuff because it's new. I walk onto the hole with the ladder, so I'll drop slowly down, and then I hang onto the burning rope by pressing shift. I hang from the rope for a few moments, but then I lose my grip and fall into the cave below.

There are a lot of bookshelves here. We quickly place torches throughout the room. I go down a tunnel to explore alone. I am attacked by skeletons. I defeat them with some difficulty. I realize my health is extremely low. More skeletons attack. I fight cautiously, retreating. I make it back to the main room with the bookshelves, but the skeleton is still on my tail. I weave in and out of the bookshelves, now running more than fighting. The skeleton charges at me. I can't run fast enough. I die. I respawn nearby and hurry back to collect my stuff.

I'm riding the trains, but I end up somewhere I didn't want to be. I get on the train going back the other way and go back a station.

I have a mighty fine hat. It's brown with a wide brim and has a string under my chin so I can slide it back and it will rest on my back. I somehow know that Minecraft mechanics are (still) in place, but not everything is cubes. These people are building a submarine with shopping carts and chairs. They start by digging out a few cubes of dirt, and putting some lava in the hole. Now they're building the craft on top of that. They're going to add on a 'candy chair', so I'll have a place to sit. Apparently it's really cute. I'm a little apprehensive of something that cute- it might end up being pink and kiddy and horrible. I wonder how we are going to be able to breathe underwater in this contraption, but I figure it must just take advantage of some sort of glitch.

I'm putting my backpack in one of the spaces for luggage at the back of this 'submarine'. My backpack is pretty full, but it's squishy, too. It takes a bit of fiddling to get my backpack in the luggage space, but I manage it. We've started moving while I was busy with the luggage. I'm stuck hanging onto the back instead of having an actual seat. A woman and the kid are sitting in the shopping cart shaped main area of the 'sub'. Another woman is hanging off the side and steering. There's an extra chair hanging off the other side that unbalances the craft a little.

We're moving at high speed over land and little ponds. Presumably we are going to go underwater when we reach the river. I'm looking forward to seeing how it works (although I'm a little afraid the answer will be 'it doesnt'). But I wake up before we reach the river. I'm so disappointed we didn't get to go underwater.

Well... let my mind run me on this LD, attempted a WILD before the LD, pretty sure it was a DILD.

I'm in a sunny medow, there is moped next to me, small, red and really slow.
I jump on the moped and begin to ride up the hill, there is a series of train tracks ahead of me, although I do not realise I'm dreaming yet my usual narative is going on.
"Train coming down the ..... track"
I quickly go past that one, approaching the next one I begin to realise the narative,
"Something's not right here, I'm dreaming aren't I..."
I attempt the finger through palm RC but it wont work, I really tried hard on that one.
I see a mushroom on the floor, I want to give myself superpowers so I begin to eat it. It's disgusting.
Everything goes purple, my vision fades in very slowly, but it's still very blury.
I'm in my bedroom, I know somethings wrong, I hear a voice in my head when I look towards the door.
"There's no way to escape, if you try you will die"
Me logically thinking, I go to the door and attempt to escape...
Turning right to go into my parents bedroom a force pulls me back, I struggle at first but I give up after a short time.
I allow myself to float down the stairs into an area in my house that I don't realise, there are strange objects there but I wake up before being able to observe further.

I remember being outside of my house, when this huge train...it had to be about 2 stories high, and wide as the road, came barreling down the street. I turned around, and there was another one heading down the side street.

I told all the DC's that we were in a dream and flew off.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

Following dreams occured between 30th Sep - 05th of Oct. I have written up some of the recordings I had lying around. Amazing what this device can do for recall, I get taken back to the dreams while listening, though on the flip side it makes me lazy in writing them up and sharing them.

Date unknown:

“Freaking Lifts!!!... Where is the toilet?”

I am at a concert with Belá Fleck and the Flecktones and I leave this because I have to go to the toilet before heading back to bed? I am walking back into the concert hall and the encore has just finished and I am hoping that I can get out before all the people start leaving.

Everything goes wrong, the first toilet is taken so I go to take the lift to go upstairs, which I can't due to there being a girl in it who goes up. I end up taking the stairs. I come upstairs and press the lift button again and find out that the toilet is taken again so now I go back into the lift.

Here the girl apologise to me for leaving me downstairs before. I then take the lift down and realise I wasn't supposed to go down so I drive up again. I am starting to get angry at this point and I vent my frustration on the lift by punching the mirrored walls, which crack. I am a bit embarassed by this as well as not willing to pay for it so I quickly walk out when I get upstairs.

There is a staircase going up to the second floor and it is possible to see in between the steps of this staircase. I am trying to do some exercise by pulling myself up, but only with one arm which makes the endeavour difficult.

I am talking to Shang in my flat, she is talking about some Ida girl, which I believe to refer to Natasja of my study. The setting is rather dark lit by artificial lighting. Shang is questioning why Ida/Nat doesn't find any of the men that are really elegant guys boyfriend material.

Aurelie is in fact talking about Nat in an odd way. She describes her as sort of a puppet, meaning that all her emotional ties are with a guy back home far away from the current study environment she is in at the moment. I am disappointed in Aurelie that she doesn't consider me a valid boyfriend candidate for Nat.

Notes: Has been quite some time since I had this dream and there is some character confusion between Aurelie and Shang, though Shang definitely is the one I consider girlfriend material and is faffing around with the lights.

I then proceed to talk to Shang and tell her that it sounds pretty much like the situation she used to be in. Shang then goes on to explain that a friend of hers found something in the book (a diary of sorts?) and that she was afraid that it would be discovered and taken the wrong way.

At this point I stop to think that seeing as she no longer has a boyfriend it might be a good time to make a move. I am looking at her as she is trying to switch on the lights in the bathroom and the hallway in between. The lights doesn't seem to be working and she hasn't realised that I am standing there observing her, wearing a towel wrapped around my waist. I find her rather cute as she can't quite figure out what is going wrong.

Skip

Something about Shang's lenses and an inability to see.

Skip

I am on the internet looking at something that has the interface of the IOSDP forum threads, but it is actually a research project on photo recognition of the self, which reminds me that I want to do research myself.
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“Mitzu, tell me how to do portals.. no.. not today.. okay then”

I am having a series of false awakenings somewhere in the region of 4-5. Teri McB came down to me and talked to me about Lucid Dreaming. She just had her second. Just after this I have a FA.

The reality check fails and I look at some plates standing around on the sofa and other where. I try and move them telekinetically and they sort of just slightly vibrate. I manage to get hold of a fork though that I pull towards me and throw it into a window, which creates a little dent and shard. I then go and punch the window, nothing happens the first time then on the second the window blows outwards.

There is a bit of wind and then I go and call Teri asking if she wants to come along and join in on this lucid. I go into the window and shout out “why is it so cold?” which makes the cold disappear.

I jump out of the window, not really flying my control is shit but then again it is the first lucid I have had in quite some time. There is really a lack of control going on. I walk around touching up my flat and try biting off bits of my plants, which are way bigger than they normally are. I remember a distinct bitter taste of a “paradise tree” and think you aren't supposed to eat these even in dreams (unsure about the translation).

When down on the ground I call out for Mitzu. I expect her to be behind me. When she comes around I see she is wearing this grey night gown and looks older than she has done before.

I say “Right, Portals!? Tell me, what is going on?” She is reluctant to tell me she doesn't want to teach me at this point in time because there is so much other positive stuff going on in my dreams at this point in time. Bad timing.

I think I might have primed this myself thinking it beforehand not really going in with an open mind regarding what answer I would get. I know what she is referring to though.

FA: I wake up and start talking into my dicta phone.

Notes: I suspect that me transferring to using the dicta phone is actually having an effect on my dreams. I seem to have loads of FAs since starting using it. Potentially this could be due to activations of a brain networks, associated with linguistic performance and speech mediated consciousness, leading to increased cerebral activation.

Skip

Looking at this television show about a guy in the 80es trying to prove lucid dreaming (Called Gray/Grey/Graham?) and he is talking into a dicta phone exactly like mine. But it is an older model. This theory or prove is hidden, the media doesn't want to show it. The media interpret that it is just a guy having done something strange with a bible, and his dream reports are narratives of Jesus leaving a coliseum.

FA: Look at my hands and have a short little lucid where I walk around trying to stabilise the dream.
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“Skelly Closets”

I have an actual skeleton lying in my kitchen closet and all the bones are cleaned out. I have to go and show them to one of my really old friends, I for some reason crave his approval.

I run outside and it is really rather windy and wet outside. People are dressed up going to a Halloween party or the like, my mate also is dressed up.

I end up grabbing the skull and just wearing it over my neck like a necklace. I am walking down the street. Something about a programme in which Ryan Reynolds is discussing stupid superhero moves or similar.
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“Spliffs and trains”

I am in a train with Mark and Drew. We are talking about various things, Mark in particular is quite chatty and he has something important he wants to tell me though I recall not what it was. Drew is looking around to see if he should pull out the spliff and light it up, but he decides not to.

The train looks rather luxurious with blue coloured and wooden seatings. Looks like an old school dining wagon, but with more modern seating arrangements without the tables and such, but really high quality.

At one point we drive past another train and I am surprised to find that this train is actually driving in the same direction as us and we are overtaking it.

Upon leaving the train I realise I have left some of my baggage so I run back into the train looking through all the cupboards multiple times to see if I can find it. Thomas M is there as well looking for his baggage and ends up finding his suitcase in a cupboard where I also find, what I believe to be my baggage though I am not entirely sure it is actually mine.

We get outside on the station and everyone is gone. I am unsure of where to go.
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“Piquant Talk Show”

There is a TV show. It reminds me of your average talk show with a host sat behind a desk and guests appearing from the left hand side of the screen.

The host presents his next guest which is Hermione, or at least it is supposed to be her, but it is actually a girl from my study. While normally you would see the cameras zoom out and film the guest entering the studio this doesn't happen though it is supposed to. Due to technical difficultise what you see is the face of the host and the rest of the screen turns into bright multi coloured non-specific patterns.

When sat there they start joking around about what they did on the set. The host is rather geeky looking and they had a joke running about this. They stand up and she “kisses” him on the forehead without actually touching his skin. Instead of an actual kiss to the forehead she just blows some wind in his face.

The host proclaim that this was how he felt like in school, which they apparently attended together, where he was also quite the geek. They then stand up again but this time rather passionately licks his face and grabs his crouch while doing all sorts of things.

When they zoom out again, after the kiss which lasts for quite some time, they then zoom into his crouch area again and it is clearly visible that the man has quite the boner going for himself. Then he pulls out his cock and she starts massaging it.

After this she bends over on his chair asking to be pleased. He removes her dress and find that underneath she is wearing this fishnet type clothing. She asks to be licked and he tries doing this while she is still wearing the net, but gives up and removes it.

He then starts pounding her from behind and the camera goes underneath them to show some revealing footage of him wearing a condom, the action and the moistness of her vagina. It turns to slow motion.

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

25-09-11 Set the alarm for 4:30 to do a wbtb, but found out that I don't have the discipline to do that if I keep the alarm right next to the bed. I intended on just chilling for the first bit of the night and form some intentions during the waking period. I remember having forgotten loads of dreams as well from this night :/

The Nap attempt was actually from the day before, but will include it here.

24-09-11 Nap attempt.

“The Giants can't be found because Earth is a pump!”

I am at school with maybe 4-6 other people. We are having a lecture in the nature of consciousness. It is a radical theory we are getting presented. Bærentsen is proposing that the dreamt world is as real as the physical, but he has a list of 4 critical assumptions for this to be correct.

The first is that giants beasts existed and as he is telling about this particular theory we are watching a documentary that explains it. It is a really good documentary as it also takes us right into the action. I am the main advocate that this theory cannot be correct and my first argument points to the fact that we have never found any remains of these particular beasts.

While I am talking about this fact we are actually back in time as two giant beasts are duking it out. Giant might actually be a bit of an understatement when I should think these beasts are probably the size os small continents. There are a lot of people around us trying to get away from the fighting beasts to avoid becoming collateral.

Bærentsen counters my argument with the lack of skeletal remains of these beasts with the fact that they have existed many times that Earth in fact is operating on a greater cyclical scale than previously imagined and that this cycle includes total incineration and essentially the planet's “death” as well. There is a small video segment where we see earth from quite far away, burn, whither and die.

This is supposed to be a scientific model of how Earth is in fact a giant pump for providing ascended souls into the multiverse.
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“Granny's Pearls, aka sometimes I disturb myself”

Spoiler for Strong, Explicit, Sexual content:

I am at home on the sofa and an elderly woman comes up to me. I think I recognise her from somewhere. She tells me that I am really stressed and that I should let her help me find relief. I am not really happy about the idea considering that she seems fairly old, though her body is in good shape.

I think she starts by blowing me a bit.

She starts advertising a bit by leaning over one of the armrests of the couch and flash her bare ass. It doesn't look any older than a 20-30 year old. So I go for it. I replicate with some cunnilingus from behind and wonder why there is some sort of bulge in her vagina. I grab hold of whatever it is and pull out. I expect it to be some sort of bead toy, but to my surprise it is a fully functional amber necklace.

We switch around a bit so I can please her finger style. She is getting very moist and I start with just plunging in two fingers and then grab the clit with my thumb and start stimulation there as well. o which the woman starts groaning and I join in for the fun of it. Then I am about to do the deed, but wake up.

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“A swashbuckling tale of rubber sticks”

I am on a boat, or ship rather and from what I can understand it is a rather large one at that. I am walking around downstairs and keep provoking all the people that are gathered there. Apparently all the people are gathered because some important people are there and I give a rats arse about that.

The people there either fear me or respect me quite a bit, because I am allowed to do the stupidest things. First of all everyone is supposed to stand and look stupidly straight ahead, like in any military presentation.

I walk around and slap people in the face with this purple rubber (some sort of foam is more accurate) stick I have. It is one of those you often see by swimming pools that children use to play with. I even slap the captain around with it a bit (Kaomea?) and she seems really annoyed, but get ordered by some unknown entity to stand down.

At other points I hit people in the face with a morning star. They don't seem to be in a lot of pain though, which I find weird. I think I hit the captain again and she retaliates by trying to punch me in the face, but I block it by grabbing her hand in my left without even looking at her.

I always had this sense that I was somewhat powerful, yet smaller than the rest.
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“Breaking the bank”

Something about having to help my mum. I have finally gotten her on board that the financial institutions are what is wrong with the world today. She has taken quite a risk. Think my cousin is in this dream.
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“Worst train tracks ever!”

Ok so I am on this train. We are driving through open fields and marshlands. I keep looking down onto the tracks to see the where they go. Sometimes you can't even see them, which is somewhat upsetting for my sister. It is not that the tracks aren’t there it is just that these particular tracks never really gets used.

We are supposed to “go to the place we used to play” and it is My sister, brother-in-law and maybe someone else on the train.

As we are driving we drive across sections of the tracks where they have been elevated off the grounds. Not only that, but when we are driving towards some of the poles that are holding the tracs we see the tracks themselves fall down into place from an upright position.

At one point I look out to my left and I see a much larger lake than the one we used to play by and there are two people out rowing in something that looks like inflatable boats. They are racing.

When we get to the end of the tracks there are no station or anything the train just stops and we get out. My sister and brother-in-law are fairly lucky to get out on dry lands whereas I end up in water and much to my waste. There is a pole that may be supporting the tracks that I wrap my arms around and break, which my sister informs me about.

I turn around and start making my way up a hill that is very slippery and muddy.
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“Bike tricks and......”

I am on a bike on a camping grounds and I am experimenting with the handbrakes, realising I don't know which one is for what wheel. I end up slamming the front wheel brake a bit hard and I end up lifting the back wheel and spin 180 and take off on the bike again. I smirk to myself, thinking I am rather cool, have never tried anything like that before.

Notes: A lot of this dream is missing. I think it involves going backwards and forwards quite a bit and might even be connected with the train one.
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“Lightning”

Something about crystallising lightning or mastering it or similar.

11 Sep 2011

We were on holiday in India and we had just arrived in a small town on a train. The train was horrible in the sense that there was no security and it was dirty and a little crowded. After arriving, we became more like native Indians than tourists. We were new to the area but living like locals. There were these special electric lanterns which cycled through three different levels of brightness. The dullest was barely enough to illuminate the ground in front of you, the middle level was bright enough to see and be seen but would not blind anyone and the brightest could illuminate everything to the horizon. I decided that I wanted to go for a walk and mum insured that she accompany me since this land was new and dangerous. My brother and father ended up coming along also. It was night time and we elected the middle brightness level. We left the village and climbed a hill to a low ridge along which ran the main road through the area. There were few cars on the road. Having crossed this road a field opened up before us. We knew that somewhere in the field was the railway line on which we had come in. We walked out into the field and came to the line. There was nothing on it so we crossed. We came to a second line and found a man stuck in the rails but left him there to die because we did not want to get caught up in his business. We continued and crossed three more lines. The was a train in the distance on the first but we crossed anyway as we had plenty of time. The second had a train much closer but I judged that we had plenty of time at the speed it was traveling so I crossed but my family waited for it to pass. The third was much closer again and I would have been hit and died if I had tripped but I still risked it and survived. There were many more but I do not remember specifics. All I know is that the trains were either packed full, dirty and old or completely empty, clean and new.

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

10-09-11 I am in Hornslet on the spot right across the road from stopperen. Casper and Krimi are there and we are talking about what to do.

We decide to go and do some kicks with an American football. I ask what types of kicks and he replies all kinds, scoring kicking off, punting.
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I am at the shore, though there is a cliff side down to the water. We are a group of people, like a club playing a game where we run down the cliff side as quickly as we think safe to do so.

A girl or someone is calling me, though I don't think it is my phone and a guy tosses it out over the side of the cliff. I get the feeling someone is following us.

In total I run down the side twice, the second time being when the guy tosses the phone and this time I am a bit quicker than the first. It is all about finding small spots to put a foot and plants that look rooted enough to support the weight when you grab them.

The second time around there is a guy who shouts fuck it and basically runs the distance. He is wearing black with “big” black hair as well. I decide to raise the pace a bit as well. Halfway down Daniel comes running down rather recklessly and gets stuck. You get the feeling it is his first time and people don't really like him there.

I swing an arm down and pull him up and hope that he hasn't broken anything. I don't think he has. I think the leader tells me “Nice running and nice DJing too” referring to pulling up Daniel while running.
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I have been jacked, I don't know what they have jacked, but I think it is small nomadic houses.

They are on a train and I catch up to them and jack the train back, which contains my stuff along with materials to construct new ones.

There is a car coming towards the train and I fear we are getting derailed, however the car is small enough to drive under the train. There is someone in the car 2 people I think, but I don't know them.

Think the next obstacle is a tilted train lying across the tracks, but the dream stops before I get to that part.
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A young (18 or so) lesbian is lying on top of someone's mum who is there to pick up her son. She is lying there for quite some time. Sort of get the feeling that it is the first time the lesbian is with a woman as well. She is wearing pink hot pants and a green top.

Shane comes n and shouts the woman's name. The woman doesn't seem like she has been trying to resist all that hard and you get the feeling the lesbian is hot.

09-08-11 Frags:

In a sofa with Kaiser, lying with our heads in separate ends. The sofa is far too small for us. Naomi comes by and walks through a window door, someone is with her. She tugs us in starting with me. Then Kaiser. He texts me who she is and who Gispo is, it is the guy walking in with Naomi, but otherwise I know nothing of him. The dream is very dark.
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Running into Sine on the central train station. She has become a mother and her demeanour is very relaxed and blissful. She is walking towards an escalator and I ask if the baby carrier can handle that and she say yes. I try to initiate helping her out, but...
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My Niece is talking and Minka is sat right next to her. She says something along the lines of “This is how I not speak” I look towards Minka and see a surprised look on her face. I then look towards Mette and without saying anything check if she herd that. She says that it was just random sounds. Then my niece repeats herself, and Mette proclaims in astonishing surprise that it is quite a feat to be talking at 6 months of age. The dream takes place by one of the larger doors in the arts class of my high school.
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I am at a station switching trains. However I realise that all the trains from this side of the station is going towards Sweden and Germany (WTF!). So I tell my sister that all of us, we are quite a large group traveling will have to go back to Copenhagen Central station and change to go to where we are going. There is a few complaints as it is quite a large diversion from our planned route, but there is nothing to do.

I realise I have forgotten a thing or two and I quickly scan the station to see if I can find it. I find some of it which apparently is a rather long rectangular black and red casing to hold a guitar. But all my notes and white bags are missing.

I bring up my phone and call my sister and tell her that she should just continue on the train and that I will have to catch up to her later. I am going back towards the central station, but the time it has taken me to scan the station means that the train has been and left again so I will have to wait another 20 minutes.

She doesn't sound sad or surprised, but just reprimands me to pick up the missing stuff and get back home. I am a bit disappointed that she doesn't sound sad or offers to help, but hey.
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I am at my old high school and I am running into one of the old red brick buildings on the left of the entrance. I am looking out for the changes they have made.

The changes primarily consists of adding reclining walls to the stairs section meaning that as you get closer towards the end of the flight you have almost no room to spend on the stairs. I take the first couple, but after a while of trying the last one I give up as I am too frightened.

I turn around and see Anders H sitting outside by a window with a book. I explain that it is a pretty stupid solution they have made for these stairs. He agrees. There is much more conversation but I don't remember it.

I go out into the yard and head over towards my class room, which is the old art class. I run into a girl I know and tells her the new changes are quite rubbish. She agrees and smiles at me. I then go on to boldly admitting my fear of stairs with narrow steps. She laughs a bit, but not in a mean way.

I continue towards the Art room and when I get down in the cellar where it is supposed to be I realise they have painted the hallways dark pastel green. Furthermore they have implemented quite a lot of walls to increase the number of rooms down from the one large that used to be the place.

I find Cyrille walking around apparently also looking for something. I tell him I am happy that I am coming here a day in advance, at this point the idea sort of crystallize for me that it is Thursday and that our classes have been planned so we have the entire day off. The reason I am here is to pick up some papers that I have left. (Have a strong feeling it is the same papers from the previous dream) but I know they aren't here, they are somewhere else I can't remember.

As I am walking into the room that is my new class room Cyrille mentions that there is playing going on. Which I notice and let him look through the doors first. There is a boy there playing the violin or guitar, but class isn't in session.

I don't seem to be the only one confused about the new layout as lots of people, including the teacher, are missing. I somehow know that the confusion is to blame.

I briefly speak with a girl before the dream ends.
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I am looking at a monitor and in one of the corners of the otherwise white website there is a video. There is also a narrator proclaiming that this is the famous Stephen LaBerge documenting a lucidity experience.

The video is essentially just recordings of someone's feet. I realise that they are my feet and that I am dreaming. However I am not in my dream body completely yet and the video is almost halfway through.

I manage to turn it into full screen and enter my dream body and sit up. Prepare to get off the table I am sat on and play. But I know the video must be nearly over by know and the scenario ends. I try desperately to bring it back and manage to cling onto a very small part of it.

Namely my body posture. I can feel myself sitting up and trying to will the dream back.
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This section might actually be a continuation of the above, but if so I will have lost my lucidity.

There is a smallish woman standing in front of me by a river. Her hair is black and she is rather good looking. She tells me she is Stephen LaBerge, but in the country she is from her name is something else something beginning with a “P”, pretty sure the letters “I” and “T” are also included.

She is taking me up a river on a slow moving boat. The sun is shining and at one point she bends her head towards the water and allow for one lock of her hair to form a half circle against the reflection of the sun in the water.

The sight reminds me of how I would imagine a portal to look like.

All of the time I have a feeling that I am waiting for the perfect time to realise I am dreaming, but that I am not quite ready yet.

This dream starts off in a big city with many tall skyscrapers. I think it may be New York city but I am not sure. I am a little girl of about 5 or 6 years old. I cannot remember the beginning of the dream but it has something to do with Batman, Superman and another superhero that I cannot remember now. They find me in a mysterious temple or something and take me with them back to their base in the big city. I discover while there that, despite having a child'd body and am very old and I do not age physically. I also discover that I can fly and at nighttime I fly above the skyscrapers of the city and look down at everything below.

One night something happens and the whole city floods. Only the tops of the tallest buildings can be seen and despite that fact that many people probably lost their lives the superheroes are flying around the sky with me and laughing and joking and stuff. They also do not seem to be doing anything to reverse the flood and I wonder to myself why they did nothing to stop it from hapening in the first place.

We eventually return to a fancy skyscraper that has become a refugee camp of sorts. Many floors are occupied by people escaping the water but the very top floor is reserved for superheroes and their families and friends. The hour is late and in the main room their is a party of some sort going on and I am put into a room with other children to sleep. I am on a bed and the rest of the children are on the floor. There is no lock on the door however and many times drunk individuals, including drunk superheroes, come into the room and start arguing or fighting with each other. The noise wakes me up and I ask them to leave, pointing out that their are children trying to sleep. The last time this happens one male superhero (Cyclops or Gambit?) retorts sarcastically "You're not a child!"

The dream changes in landscape but I am still a small child. It is sunset and I am somewhere I do not recognize. It is a large hilly field, with a red brick building on one side and a forest on the other. On the other side of the red brick building is a river with a train bridge and a watch tower in the center of it. The field is also crisscrossed with traintracks that sometimes randomly change position. I am alone at first but then find my parents. We are close to the train bridge watching the trains. My mother says something about my father inhereting a train baron's fortune soon, because he is next in line. My father doubts this and says the person a head of him in inheritance is young. There are so many traintracks crisscrossed everwhere that it is almost impossible not to stand on any tracks. Trains come almost nonstop so we are constantly moving around from one track to another so we don't get hit.

Cats start appearing. Some of the cats I recognize from waking life, and other I do not, but almost all are dressed in somesort of clothing and all are on the traintracks, seemingly unaware of the danger of the approching trains, like they cannot see or hear them. I am panicking and trying to save the cats by picking them up off the tracks, just barely missing a huge freight train every time. Every time I pick up a cat it disappears and another cat appears somewhere on the tracks. My parents are indifferent and tell me that I am wasting my time. Finally that cats begin disappearing and the last cat, my first cat Bambi, is saved just and time, and she does not disappear as I hold her in my arms.

My parents are talking to a man in the watchtower on the bridge and they find out that he works directly for the train baron. My dad starts arguing with the man about the inheritance or something and my mother and I wander off into the traintrack covered field. The trains seem to have stopped for now. I look up in the sky and see the full moon and guess that it is close to midnight.My father eventully catches up to us and I ask my parent's where my brothers are. They do not know what I am taling about. I tell them that I have two older brothers but they claim that I am their only child. I think it is weird they say that because I am sure that I had two older brothers, but their denial neither upsets nor thrills me and I am quite passive and indifferent about the news.

The trains start coming again from all directions, but this time they glow neon colours and are very bright. Some are even see through, like ghosts. My dad tells me to stand my ground and the trains will not hurt me. I am too scared at first but with one train I jump away at the last second it nicks my hip and upper leg on the right side. I am scared and upset because I feel intense pain in my upper leg and hip and nothing my father says after that can convince me to not fear the glowing trains, whom he insists cannot hurt me. I cannot remember how this dream ends.

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

24-10-10 Smaller frags that all connect to an overall story I can't fathom atm.

Train travelling with my family to Amsterdam.

People getting off at various unintended stops.

Kid getting lost in Amsterdam (a theatre maybe?)

A kid, maybe myself, that demonstrates incredible intellectual reasoning capacity for his age.

Train travelling back, this time people get off at the right places.

I am buying a new phone, it is expensive as hell and has 3 screens when folded out.

Lisbeth, an old instructor from psychology, comments on this.

I manage to unintentionally steal another phone that looks more like a long lighter.

I look at a lot of phones, I get the feeling the company (or the woman trying to sell me stuff) is untrustworthy.

Ronja is there and the kid that is lost has some connection to her.

She is really worried, I try and calm her down.

I don't remember a lot. I just remember an ending to a dream. At least I think it was the ending.

I was in this resteraunt (it switched from that and a small building with some chairs back and forth) and there was this lady interviewing another woman about her dog. (apparently it was special or something) I heard barking and looked through the window I was next to, and there was this little dog barking at me, and it dragged this big golden lab over a little by it's leg. I immediately jumped through the window (there wasn't any glass) and checked the dog. It was really injured, I concluded it must've been hit by a train because there were train tracks a few feet from where I was. I called for help, and looked up and the lady being interviewed was there, she looked sad after seeing the hurt dog. And then I saw this other woman, standing on top of the hill we were on (it was a very gentle slope, hardly a hill) and she had a small handgun pointing right at me. I immediately reacted and pulled out 2 44.'s (type of handgun, you know the revolver kind from westerns, but smaller) one on her, and another on the hurt dog. Apparently the dog was beyond saving, but she didn't want us to kill it. (to put it out of it's pain of course) And I tried to negotiate, telling her how it would end the dog's pain etc. etc. but she wouldn't listen. Eventually she shot at the other lady next to me (why not me, the one with the guns?) but it only made a green muzzle flash and a shooting noise. She tried shooting about 7 more times, when I yelled "HA! They're blanks!" jumped up from my knees next to the dog and shot her 2-3 times. And then a cop came and got her. (late much?)

I don't remember anything after that.

I've realized that my dreams are becoming more and more violent lately..

Non-Lucid Lucid

28-08-10 I was in my grandfathers house on the floor reading. There is a girl next to me, actually my mother is also there, but she quickly leaves and I put my head in the lab of the girl and start stroking her head, at first she finds it nice, but then say I should stop it, so I do. I am trying to go to sleep. At one point I see Djana (home town friend) and her sister standing outside the door I go to let them in, oh yes that is right it is New years eve, how could I forget, Don't be lame and spend it alone like last year! I go up to see what is making that noise in the kitchen it is my mum making coffee. We gather around the table for dinner I look out and I swear that I can see some sort of weird distorted daylight, I talk about this with my uncle who tells me it must have been lights from the car, “What, that somehow generate enough energy to illuminate the planet in daylight!?”

I am not sure if I wake up or there is just a shift in the dream..

Next dream I am watching Yes Man (haven't seen that film so pretty sure it is nothing like it). I see Jim Carrey come strolling in an office, he is stopped by his secretary who is completely naked, hang on is she actually really naked, I look again, closer yep she is naked small perky breasts and a neatly trimmed landing strip, nice! I follow Jim as he thinks nothing of this and continues in the office. He is talking to someone, he gets interrupted by his secretary, chess! Anyways I notice that people are somewhat out of phase and only Jim can see in both phases. There is a shift he is going somewhere to do some carpentry, now as Sam from True Blood, he is in the service of some lord, who likes having well built partially naked men around, Sam runs out and I follow.

same as before..

I was in a train, actually more like a subway train and was very suspicious that I was dreaming. I am escaping some terrorists led by John Travolta in the setting of that recent film I saw something about train 123. After the train is split in half and an explosion is tearing through the station I wonder why the windows of the train don't get damaged. I manage to get away and go through a door that leads upwards, but still look like the door that is connecting trains. I go up jump through a couple of windows. When I find that at the top of the stairs there is a last door that leads out through another moving train I decide that is RC enough, I am defo dreaming. I run upwards through more stairs and shoot some terrorists with the AK47 that I apparently have just received. I make sure I really use my vision and touch some bags on the way up to stabilise. I quickly grow bored of playing action movie, I have stuff to do! I fly upwards through the walls, ground everything, man I am so pleased I discovered how to do this! Oh oh.. now I have to think of a scenario where I want to reappear, I am bad at this (stupid idiot, you have just made sure you can't do it >.<). I come out in pretty much HH land loads of flickering lights and fragments. but I am still in a dream, the closest I come to an actual dream scenario is some grassy land in front of Taj Mahal, that seems drawn by a school girl. Can't handle this I wake up, hang on a minute.. wake up, this doesn't feel right. There is something on my sheet which is a picture of an old school no signal screen they used to put on at night time.. lets see if we can find one.. there..

Now in the dream there are loads of small coloured squares in the version I saw, and in fact there were loads of coloured squares all over the shop. So I quickly pay close attention and make sure I spot a red, blue and yellow. I jump out of bed, am I still dreaming? it is starting to feel very realistic! I look at my hand, oh that looks normal... wait.. is my index finger growing shorter? ARGH, that is some scary mumbo jumbo that is, stop looking at it and jump out the window, yes lets do the classic exit without breaking the glass stunt I have grown fond of. My friends are outside, quite impressed with the leaping through the window and me weakening gravity to land elegantly, what did I have to do again? BAH can't remember my personal goals, lets see if a noob like me can do a unicorn!

Hmm the last time I was on this street some crazy things happened if I looked to the left, Left it is! Oh would you look at that there are a couple of beige (can you describe a horse as beige?) horses. Unicorn I shout in a seductive shout (a tone that sounds a bit like if you were a large cat shouting for the mouse to come out from the hole in the wall). I fly around the corner and turn right, I see a gathering of horses and a lot of shops around. Damn it I don't want to make a unicorn, would be cheesy to copy Nomad's move, at least I think it was Nomad who slapped an Ice cone on the head of the horse. Bah, get practising Vester, I turn around and see two white horses coming out of the cinema, this will have to do. Right “Unicoooooorrnn!” Nothing is happening I shout again, Out comes a White glowy horse, with a purple mane and a horn on it head, chess! Damn though, you are going to look like an idiot on dreamviews for spawning something that looks like it came out of “my little pony” don't care, lets get to ride it, the unicorn goes behind a car and comes out in human form “DAMN YOU!” “actually you are one stunning red head!” I jump on her back, pretty sure that getting a piggy back ride from a unicorn in human form won't count(haven't even read up on if this is possible in mythology surrounding unicorns), screw it maybe I can trick her. “You are very beautiful, even in your horse form!”. She seems insulted being put in the same box as a petty mortal mammal used for transportation by humans and say “stop mocking me” “Oh sorry I meant Unicorn, you are a very beautiful Unicorn” She looks at me teasingly and I wake up.

24-08-10 Gonna start from the end, as the beginning seems very blurry, much of the dream could have transpired during my snoozes that happened over an hour. I am talking to Sam about something, the woman from before is interrupting in what might be Norwegian, I seem to understand some of it, but although it sounds strange and makes me a bit suspicions, I write it off as wishful thinking. People are exiting the bus, I am waiting behind as I need to get to the top floor to get my backpack. As we are coming to and end of the journey I continue my conversation with some of the younger guys, I explain how awesome the train policy in Germany is regarding group tickets (missed the train sign), some of the younger guys have asked Sam (a younger Sam Winchester, only in resemblance, residue) if they are really going to Amsterdam. We recently got to Holland and as this comes to my mind, I say it it sounds interesting. This conversation is happening on the top of the pier, a pier I have come to like over the past few days, there are 4 or 5 of us now present. “Sam”, his best friend the younger guys and the outsider, namely me. I am still in awe about what Sam and his friend have just done, the reason we are now sitting atop the pier, that rises very high above the surface of the water. The journey back up to the pier starts in the ocean, I wonder why Sam's friend doesn't swim as it will be quicker, but he seems to prefer walking on water. As I come to the flight of stairs I notice a lot of silver worms in the sand (Residue, you guys should have seen the size of the creatures I saw at work yesterday) I quickly head to the top and await the others. I quickly swim over to Sam's friend and tell him what they just was insane and amazing. They placed themselves in the top of a box stacked upon another, and tilted this from the top of the pier into the sea. Funny enough the boxes actually don't just fall down, but slam into the side of the pier sling shooting Sam and his friend under it, but I somehow know that this is what they intended and both come out OK. Think this is where I first saw the woman who spoke in Norwegian, short blonde girl with a slim face and very very long hair, not all smooth, which sort of goes with the crowd we are hanging out with.
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Oh and here is what I remember from my second dream ! I wake up, I know I have to go to work tomorrow and I know I am only in my first REM stage, I am really tired so I quickly find a post-it block and jog down a few bullets from my first dream, wow that was quite short but amazing. I might as well try to WILD, as I might have to leave the minute my alarm goes off, I lye down, focus on my breath with the intention of going to sleep, I use my breath checking on a lower frequency than before, as I recall how aware and awake I can become if I focus on it too much... I soon drift off and go to sleep...