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I really wish I got up and went to my computer at 3AM to write down the first one, because now I don't remember the important parts. Either way, I was in some forest and between two trees, there was some dark screen. On the screen there was a message written in fire somehow? I can't remember what it said now though, damn it. I don't think it was anything important, but it would have been cool to still know.

But now for the sorta scary part.

There was this next part where I was talking to a friend who apparently had died.

He had returned for a little while to talk to me and a few others. The screen between the trees was apparently the portal back to the afterlife for him, so I stopped him before he went through it and said "Wait, the entire world needs to know, what happens when you die?"

He then said to me "I'm not allowed to tell you."

But he was allowed to reveal one thing.

He said something like "Death really is only a transition to another plane of existence" or something like that. For the record, I'm not exactly religious, so that was a little freaky.

Next, this other dream was still connected somehow, even though I think I had it later.

I was still in the forest, but in a clearing. And I saw a UFO above some trees, and everyone else saw it too. It looked like the stereotypical saucer shape and had glowing red lights underneath. When it flew away, it was super fast and was gone almost instantly. Looking at the people around me at this point, and I see that maybe I'm at some campground. Strange.

The last one was about me running around some school field with a water bottle for some reason. I remember there were 3 of them and I had the smallest one and I was trying to get the other bigger ones. I remember drinking all the water out of one, and it tasted oddly good somehow, even though water obviously has no taste really.

Sheesh, what a weird bunch of dreams.

Night of August 4, 2015. Tuesday.



Even though I have only seen the “Uhny Uftz” episode of “The Dick Van Dyke Show” a few times in my life (the first occasion being September 29, 1965 on my sister’s television on Rose Street), it sometimes surfaces in my dreams as the autosymbolic model of vestibular system correlation.

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In my very vivid dream, I am in the same setting and scene as the image with this entry, and mostly lucid and in a very peaceful state. I recognize immediately what is going on, and, although the scene is a bit eerie, it shifts dramatically.

Instead of Dick Van Dyke continuing to remain pressing nervously against the windows of his office to see if he can make out the flying saucer presumed to be out in the night sky, he is suddenly on board the flying saucer (apparently alone, though this is uncertain, as I am watching the scenario while incorporeal) looking out over his building and city (even though in the show’s episode, it was only a toy flying saucer). He appears as he did around this time period (though he is now eighty-nine years old in real life). There is an amazingly comfortable sense of peace (even though I sense that he may not fully realize where he is or perhaps reflect he is dreaming). He remains standing and smiling and gazing out happily over the city below.

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I explain this dream type further in “Dreams of Type PRECONAV-VSCPCEL, 01-15”.

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12.06.2015

Soccer, UFOs and more soccer (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Been extremely busy doing many new improvements in my business and other personal stuff. Finished yesterday and already worked back on dreams Did the basic task here.

I was in some place and there was a soccer goal and I told myself why not doing some keeper training. Someone started to shot some penalty kicks and other type of chuts and I was doing pretty well, blocking all the soccerballs from hitting the goal. I felt happy and suddenly, a couple small kids spawned and started to throw soccerballs at me as well. I stopped them all.

After a while doing this, some random soccer players came and started to throw a massive amount of soccer balls, but I think I blocked them all as well. One of them told me that they were going to come tomorrow and use additional balls such as baseballs, footballs, tennisballs, and more... I was wondering that it was such a crazy challenge.

This turned me lucid, but I was enjoying very much my dream, so I kind of said, "Alright, I will just spawn some goal keeper gloves to be able to have better control of my skills." However, I failed. I tried to do it a few times, but when I looked to my hands, I had no gloves on. My hands and fingers changed almost every time I looked at them, just hopping for some gloves. I went outside and I saw a tree and remembered the basic task.

I climbed the tree (hopping to find some gloves) but no gloves. I saw my surroundings. It was a busy city in terms of buildings and lights, but it was silent. I also saw the sky. It was night and it was beautiful. I felt like taking a flight, but wanted to do the soccer thing. However, I saw a few clouds with the shapes of UFOs, some of them where amazing. The UFOs were real, as they had lights and everything, but they were made out of clouds. I decided to fly to one of the UFOs but as I approached at it, it vanished.

I decided to land and look for my gloves. I saw two female characters who appeared to be attracted to me, as they were staring at me in a sexy stance. I approached at them and said, "Do you have my goalkeeper gloves?" One of them said, "Yes, here:" She spawned some gloves similar to these:







I put my gloves on, but it was super hard to puy them on. I lost lucidity at some point, and after a while, I was able to get my gloves on, but now I was in the car, my wife was driving and we were in one of the north San Diego neighborhoods. I saw Gianluigi Buffon moving in a huge house:







I told my wife to stop as I wanted to meet him. We got inside the house and it was under construction still. I was hopping to meet Buffon so he could sign my gloves. I figured that since the gloves were dream-gloves I wouldn't need to return them and if I held tight to them, I could take them out from the dream world to the waking word. We got inside the main lobby of the house and I saw a TV in the distance showing The Simpsons. I was waiting for meet with Buffon until my wife woke me up.

"Do you see those bright stars up there?"

The dark-haired girl was staring into the night sky as she spoke. Five vivid abnormally bright stars beamed in the distance.

"They're actually UFOs."

"I know," I responded. "Do you think they mean to harm us?"

"Well, I think that if they meant us harm they could probably destroy us all with the push of a button. We probably wouldn't even know it happened and we'd be dead... I mean with all their technology who knows what they're capable of. So I'm not sure. Maybe they haven't decided themselves."

I thought about what she said for a moment. Images came to my mind of aliens wiping us out or turning the human race into slaves. I could picture them removing portions of our brain, to make us docile...emotionless. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed there was one staring at me. It was a female alien, although I'm not sure how I could tell. She had translucent blue skin and was hairless. Her build was human-like - not disproportionately small or thin. However the eyes were huge like most alien depictions show. For some reason I wasn't afraid.

It's been awhile. Hello. Just got back into the lucid dreaming world.

Last night I had a very odd dream. I know there was more before this, but I can only remember up to this point. I was riding with my family in the car. There was a helicopter circling a UFO up the road. We continued to drive right under this. When we did, the UFO crashed, leaving a massive track of mud on the ground and over to the other side of the road. The UFO was no longer visible. When this happened, it turned the world back into the 1990's. I'm 18 years old, and don't remember much from the 90's myself. I was 10 years old in this dream after the crash. I had a massive craving for a cigarette, so I see a guy in some flannel, kinda like a grunge kid. I go up to him and bum an electronic cigarette. Some stuff happens that I can't remember. I end up on a playground in the middle of the woods with a really good friend of mine I met in high school. I didn't know him when I was 10, however. I kept trying to chase after him because I was lonely and knew no one else at the park. I finally catch up with him, and open this Chinese box of cigarettes. I pull out this strange package in the box of cigarettes, which ended up being a home-built electronic cigarette yet again. It was covered with a waxy wrapping paper. I finally opened it and then more stuff that I can't remember happened. We ended up in my friend's house, which was right by the woods with the playground. My friend's house has a fish tank with strange fish in it. His mother came up and was saying unintelligible things. I went into my friend's bedroom and he wasn't there. I walked outside to see him running away. That's when the dream ended. This is the latest in a string of STRANGE dreams. Keep dreaming, dreamers.

I was on a planet of sorts. A different planet I think. There was fighting, and then we had to escape because the place/planet is going to explode. We took a spaceship. There were a few spaceships. Enemies? They look black with blinking lights all over. I think they're supposed to be UFOs, but we're riding them out of the place.

The civilization in the planet looks "young" but they had technology. Still, they had a lot of forests and high cliffs.

22nd October 2014:

Not an awful lot of recollection tonight, but some. At some point I think I was in a sushi restaurant, one of those ones with the tanks where you can pick the fish out that you want to eat. The place was dingy and indistinct, and I couldn't really make out an awful lot of the place, but the arches and general architecture of the place reminded me of a seafood restaurant I had been in during a dream that I had last month.

The next bit of dream that I remember took place in a towering, circular Roman colosseum; it was taller than it was wide, and its thick Ionic pillars were stacked on top of one another in ascending arches. The sun beat down from a blue sky above, and I don't remember seeing many clouds. The dream camera focused on a view of Sergei Dragunov (you can see him in my profile picture; I play a lot of Tekken and use him a lot, hence his presence); he was lying on the ground looking up at a tall, looming figure, crawling backwards as if in terror. His gas mask was missing (I have him customised in the game so that he usually wears one), and his hair was slightly longer, wild and unkempt, as if he'd been in a scuffle. The dream then focused on a view of the figure that was looming over him; he wasn't entirely discernible as he was cloaked in shadow; he was so large that he blocked out the sunlight streaming into the colosseum. He was incredibly muscular, with broad shoulders and arms as thick as tree trunks; from what I could see, he was wearing some kind of angular bucket-helm that showed only his eyes; I can't remember their colour, only that he had a disdainful expression behind his helmet. His arms and torso were covered in banded iron, and he had a short cloak with vertical purple and white stripes cast over his left shoulder. Something about his jumbled and disorganised-looking set of armour told me it had been assembled from a scrap heap or something, but its thrown-together look made him no less intimidating. He may have spoken, but I don't quite remember. He turned, his cloak billowing, and walked away slowly with large footsteps, towards a waiting flying saucer that was parked a short way away within the colosseum. The ship was made of grey metal, with a domed glass top. Very stereotypical, really.

The colosseum briefly shimmered, and seemed to transition into one of the early maps from Half Life 2 where you are beset by Combine with machine gun turrets in a water-clogged junkyard, with the dream camera position at the right hand-side of the map, giving a sideways view. The helmeted figure continued walking towards his flying saucer, giving a look back, before ascending the ramp into it. It was at this point that I woke up.

A lot of stuff happened, and I had more than one dream, but I think this is all from the same one.


PART 1: I was living in a home similar to my apartment. My 9yo brother and mom were there, as well as another adult and another kid. I can't remember the whole story, but there was some kind of conflict within the family. The final part involved me putting my brother to bed and saying something comforting. I heard my mom go, "STOP," from her room.


PART 2: I was in my grandma's backyard at night with some other guy. He pointed out a big and bright red star cluster thing and said it was Israel (which is a star cluster according to dream logic, I guess) and that it was normally not visible were we were (a city). I thought to myself, I wonder if I can see the Pleiades from here? Sure enough, there was a smaller blue cluster nearby.

Suddenly, and I shit you not, the "Pleiades" start shifting around until they formed a large rectangular pattern in the sky, which proceeded to zoom away. "Holy shit, holy fuck, HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!" I said. I'm not saying it was aliens, but it was aliens.

But wait, I thought, I might be dreaming. I pinched my nose and sure enough, I could breathe. I was disappointed, but my attention quickly shifted to the fact that I was now lucid, and I remembered that I needed to keep the dream stable. My vision became narrow. There were two black bars above and below where my vision was, and I could see my glasses in front of my face. I felt like I couldn't fully open my eyes. I figured I may as well summon a girl while I was "there". It took a few attempts, but I finally summoned one.

My vision returned and the dream felt stabilized. I ended up in a house where two people were going at it on the floor. The one on top (not sure if it was a guy) moved out of my way, giving me full access to the girl. However, I had quite a bit of trouble entering her. No matter how much I tried to manually "open" her, my dream logic porn dick would not go in. I did manage to get inside of her once, but it was uncomfortable.

After that, I woke up, but I took me several seconds to fully realize it.

TL;DR Domestic conflict, aliens, and I finally got lucid for more than fifteen fucking seconds.


I just got an idea. If I were to see a UFO or some other paranormal thing in waking life like I did here, I would do a reality check just to make sure I wasn't dreaming (again, like I did here). What happens to you in waking life can affect dream events. So, if I watch a lot of YouTube videos about UFOs and whatnot, I might dream about them more, thus increasing the likelihood of me doing a reality check and becoming lucid.

It seems like it might work. I'll try this tonight. What do you think?

Dream 1 : [COLOR="#008080"]I sit on the couch asking myself what I should do. I wanna jump out the window but the dream is so vivid and I say that I better go like normal people do even though I'll miss the fun. In my house, there are many bats and tall figures. I get scared and I wake up.[/COLOR]

Dream 2 : [COLOR="#008080"]I'm back in my apartment. I do a RC, I stabilize and it's all good for now. I wanna jump out the window but, it's way too vivid again so I say no. I wanna go downstairs but I wake up.[/COLOR]

Dream 3 : [COLOR="#008080"]I try to keep my calm so this one will be a successful one. I do a RC and my ring finger is chopped. I stabilize a lot and get ready to go. I go downstairs and I see a person that looks a lot like Gavin. He has a bag in his hand and he couldn't stop smiling. I greet him and ask him why he's here. He says that he waits for a person. I say : Okay, wanna go outside ? He refuses and says that he is really busy but gives me what looks like a card. I go outside and the first thing I see is mom crying near my grandmother's coffin. She suddenly stands up and goes away.I say that mom would be really happy if my grandmother was alive. I do some kind of spell (I have no idea what I just did) and she wakes up. I then run to the street and I try getting cars to drive over me. The cars looked pretty cool though. I see a taxi and I get in it. I tell the person to go to McDonalds(because I wanted to destroy it <.<) The guy smiles a lot and gives me another card. When I arrive, I'm shocked. There is no McDonalds but a little hut and a really big cross with all kind of images on it. A person tells me that I should go to see the cross and I get really surprised to look at it for some reason. I then go to the hut and there's someone so I ask the person what happened here. She says something about a war and she also says that this place will soon be burned because of someone. The place suddenly bursts into fire and I get something that looked like a stick to put in the middle of the fire(Apparently that would stop the fire) I put the stick in the middle and the fire stops. The leader yells at me and says that I need to be killed and puts some of his slaves to chase me. I run really fast without getting tired. The dream skips to an U.F.O and some pokemons and then I wake up.[/COLOR]

Dream 4 : [COLOR="#008080"]I'm back in my apartment and this time I stabilize . I go downstairs to see my grandmother crying near her own coffin(scary as fuck). She yells at me that she wants to go back, I get really scared and I reverse the spell so she can go back into her coffin. She goes back into it and says goodbye and that she'll miss me and all kind of things. I see a guy running to me. IT'S FUCKING KRIS. He looks amazing, cooler than usual. He says that he's been searching for me a lot.And then, of course, I wake up. [/COLOR]

I dreamed I was with a bunch of people in Barstow CA. Some other things had happened in the dream which I no longer remember. But at some point we looked up in the sky. The evening sky was almost dark, but there was still a little light left after the sun set. The clouds parted and we saw a huge aircraft. At first I was sure it was a UFO--something from an alien world. But a guy next to me said that it belonged to our military that he had heard rumors that they were working on these, but didn't know that they were completed. It was flat with a couple of brighter red lights, with some dimmer yellow ones around the edges. It looked like a flying aircraft carrier. We stood there for a moment and watched it. Then all of a sudden it started shooting down missiles. Everyone screamed and scattered.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false-awakening

I'm a college student of a small town, who has a secret business my parents don't know of, and which made me secretely rich. Because they'd disapprove the source of my earnings, I keep a hobby of nightly UFO watching with "friends" on the plateau looking over the town. Some day I meet a guy that looks and talks just like Samuel L. Jackson. He his charming at first and I feel taken away by his seductive moves, but at some point he starts making indecent proposals and I push him away. He doesn't take a no and starts being pushy and threathening me. We fight on the street and eventually there are some witnesses who make him stop attacking me. He is ready to run away but first he threathens to destroy me. He shouts he will reveal my UFO watching "activity" and I say I'm not embarassed by people knowing that I do that. He smirks and say "Oh, but I have pictures of what you really do on that UFO-watching time!"
OMG! Nobody can know!
Then I remember I am rich and can hire a chinese assassin to take him out of the picture. (why chinese...?)

Dream 1

I'm at a campground with several friends. The entire place is dark and gloomy, and I feel off kilter from the very beginning. The campground is mostly a steep hill that ends at a lake, with a little management cabin/bathrooms by the lake. We're the only people this close to the bottom. Our tent is set up behind a tree, hugging it. Once again, it is dark, gloomy, and has an air of trouble brewing.

We're all inside the tent. There are at least five of us. One girl is bigger, has blonde hair and glasses, and reminds me of L's friend.

The tent is only big enough to accommodate one, yet we're all in the tent and don't give it a second thought. The front is zipped up, and it is night.

We all know that something dark is out there, waiting to pounce. I can't see anything since it's so dark out, only the faint outline of the tent in front of my nose. We can hear it's footsteps as it circles the tent. Suddenly, something strikes at the tent and the side is dented inward. Then all I can hear is the scrabbling sound of fingernails on the plastic-y surface of the tent. I scream and grab at the tent, holding it together so that it can't enter. My friends are sobbing and crying out behind me, but they are background noises to the sound of the zipper being jerked downward.

I think that it was gone for a while. We made a mad dash for an old, twisted tree on the other side of the road. The fat friend shouted out something, and I thought that it was funny. I'm climbing up this tree like there's no tomorrow, leaping from limb to limb. I finally find a secure spot that seems to be the highest point. I settle down, all while looking at the ground to be on guard. I know that my friends are being caught, behind me, but can't turn around to look.

Then I 'wake up'. I want to remember the dream so I can write it down later so I start to remember each bit that happened, carefully. I'm sucked in. Everything happens similarly. When we get to the old tree, I'm trying to find the spot that I perched in before but can't. I find a similar spot and sit there for a moment. Something dark churns beneath me.

As one, we all jump out of the tree and run up the road. We're all terrified and out of breath, there are broken sobs. Then we come upon two big tents and some picnic tables. Music is blasting, people are everywhere, and you can hear the sound of glass being tapped together. A cute boy with an odd, perky stride walks by.

"Here, we'll be safe here. Let's stay." Someone says in a breathless, relieved, voice. No, let's not stay, I think. I feel a bad vibe from this place, but I can feel my resolve weakening as I keep an eye on that pretty boy and the blasting music reels me in. It sounds like a fun time.

I open my eyes. It's completely dark in my room. I can't seem to move, and I feel very weak. Like I just exercised a day straight. It's a nice kind of weak. Why is it dark? I think. It's morning, it should be light. The curtains are closed, I notice. I get a sudden, panicky feeling. I struggle in the blankets for a moment. I can't keep my eyes closed, I know that he (the thing from my dream) was in the room. I hear footsteps on the wooden floor.

"Dad!" I call. My voice is very quiet, and weak. I try again. "Dad! Come here!" I could hear him talking with my brother, S, as they came up the stairs. "S! Come here!" He stands just outside the open door to talk to me.

"What?"
"I need you to go to the library and get a book for me. "

"What? Why?" In a whining voice. Then the shuffle of paper. I needed the book with the gem on the cover, the book that was the twin to the one that I already had.

Dream 2

I live in a village in the middle of nowhere. The world is about to end and we are packing all of our belongings into this space craft, where we will live for the rest of eternity. By 'the end of the world' I mean that the entire world, besides our UFO, will disappear into a never ending white blur.

Everyone is discouraged. They think that we will starve aboard the ship. I pack chickens, pigs, lots of sheep, and cows. They freely move about. My plan was that we would eat the eggs that the chickens lay, and that the slain animals would respawn back on the ship. A villager made a nasty comment about how they wouldn't respawn back on the ship, but out in the white. I responded by saying that we would survive on the eggs.

I laid down endless red and white beds along the sides of the ship. I told the villagers that we could dig downward and make sleeping quarters. I imagined a long hallway to explore, and huge rooms filled with bunk beds. It sounded fun.

I thought that it would be nice to have kittens, for fun, on the ship. I found a box of them at the last minute. They were very rare. It turned out that a woman had sex with a cat to give birth to them, everyone hushed when that was revealed. She gave instructions as to how to make babies with a cat.

I was throwing everything I could possibly find on board. We were about to leave at any second. I ran outside to find more stuff to put on the ship. A countdown begins out loud. The villagers are screaming at me and beckoning for me to come back now. I run.

Everything was blank, but then we somehow go forward into the past/future. We're in the village again, except it's inhabited by different people, the buildings are slightly changed, and one building is deteriorated. The villagers (from the ship) creep forward hesitantly. They look incredibly out of place, with their long, old-fashioned dressed and top hats.

Some of them start to cry because they don't know if they will pop back into the past/future in a second, and the thought of never seeing their village again made them sad.

Lucid Dream 3

I remember flying around my town and breaking into someone's house. A woman with short hair lived there. The fact that she had dyed red hair seemed important. She lived there with her family. I started regretting breaking into the house because I was stuck skittering room to room to avoid being seen. "Why did I do this?" I mournfully ask myself as I run into the guest bedroom that is rarely used. I literally dive on the bed, which looks incredibly inviting because of the fluffy comforter and huge pillows.

I hide behind a column beside the sofa as someone enters the living room. I mentally curse the dad when he decided to not go to work today, and to stay home. He has on a tux and carries a suitcase.

When the person leaves the room I jump onto the sofa and over the back. I crouch down behind it.

Now I'm on the back road beside the elementary school. I'm flying at least at tree level. I decide that, yeah, this must be a dream because I'm flying. Everything turns golden and light. It reminds me of heaven. There is no ground. I want to work on my swimming for the next meet, and I remember reading somewhere that practicing something in a dream can make you better at in real life. I start doing butterfly midair. It feels weird. It's uncomfortable and tight on my shoulder joints, but it also feels crazy because I'm the air!

Another short lucid dream that I remembered while writing this. Might've happened on Friday? Everything is blue, and there is no ground. I'm swimming butterfly, easily. There is the edge of this sky-pool way ahead, and there are even little handles for backstroke starts and blocks. It all feels unreal, because everything is floating. I an hear a crowd talking and get the distinct feeling that there was a large room to my right. It was made out of concrete. There was a dark-skinned woman with big brown hair there, laughing.

I don't have a specific dream to write down, as I haven't slept for the longest time ever. Buuuuuuuuuuuut, for the past few months, I've been dreaming of aliens/abductions/ufos more and more. And this past week, I've probably had 6 alien-related dreams. I don't know why either, because I stopped watching sci-fi alienzzsozoz shows. I did see two UFO IRL since spring, though. All the other times I thought I saw UFO (as in before these last two), I always thought they were stars, or I was too high, too drunk, or just seeing random BS. The last two I saw were very clear and I was almost fully aware of what was happening around me. It changed me a bit. Now, I have this mental belief that the aliens are trying to contact me because I'm having these dreams, being able to see UFO's, and other lame stuff. But it really just could be my brain forcing that idea onto me, making me think aliens really want to contact me, when they really don't. Mannnnnnnnn, I feel dumber and dumber by the hour. Maybe it's time I get some sleep.

OH, I experimented with melatonin. I had 10mg tabs and 1/4ths, 1/2s, 2, 5, and 15. I will write down what resulted from each dose:

1/4ths - Put me to sleep, and I usually stayed asleep for around 4-5 hours.
1/2s - Put me to sleep, but I woke up every 2-3 hours.
2 - Knocked me out, but I woke up every 2-3 hours.
5 - Knocked me out, and I woke up within an hour.
15 - Knocked me out, woke up 3 hours later, I think, andndndnd gave me a migraine, andddjadaafag I didn't sleep for 48+ hours after that.

In all of those, my dreams stayed as vivid as they normally were. Ever since I stopped taking melatonin, I've been getting cartoony dreams, with a lot of oranges, reds, blues, and greens.

OH, I've also been dreaming of this school with a very deep basement with a lot of stairs that I run down and almost get murdered in. I've had dreams of that same place three times now. And another type of dream I've had twice now, of this obstacle race in some weird dark jungley place with stairs and diseased walls... the fuck is wrong with me?

Long dreams, but not much recall.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was playing some video game.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was searching something in some weird city.

Dream 3(fragments):

There was some story about some anime character that could time travel, i was going with him and we were trying to save something, then when we got back someone noticed that that character got older while only the day passed.

Dream 4(fragments):

I was at home and there was some discussion about UFOs, i started noticing few weird mini square fragments in everything that looked like Alien Alloys from XCOM game, i touched one of them and it felt weird.

I am standing in the middle of a prairie. Far off in the distance, I see a downed flying saucer. In an instant, I am standing next to the craft. Then I am looking into the cockpit at the injured pilot. He has a humanoid body frame but instead of flesh and hair, he is covered in scales like a lizard. His face is severely burned and he appears to be close to the end. My dream logic tells me that I cannot take him to a human hospital and I cannot save him myself, so I pull him out of the ship and try to insure that his passing is more comfortable

But he doesn't die. He wakes up and tells me that he cannot return to his own kind after such a failure. Being a non-lucid dream, I naturally assume that the best course of action would be to make him my sidekick. We could travel the galaxy in his flying saucer and fight crime, anywhere we were needed most. We would be an unstoppable force for justice in these dark times.

He is reluctant to agree. He says that humans will not accept him as he is. I say he's wrong and that I'll prove it to him. I take him to a bar. We take our seats next to a pair of gorgeous young women. I order a drink for myself and my new companion. I ask one of the girls if my friend looks good enough to fight crime. She says " No, his face is burnt and his his eyes are too narrow. His skin is covered in scales and he looks like some kind of monster." My new companion chimes in with a "Hey lady, I am a Reptilian, other than the minor burns on my face, I was born like this!"

Now she understands. "Well in that case you'd make an excellent crime fighter." My new companion and I share a high five and our logo imposes itself upon my perception of the dream. I wake up.

This is my first DJ entry on Dream Views. I hope that anyone who read it enjoyed it and I hope to post many more exciting and strange adventures in the future.

Until Then,
Threshold36