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Dark Market

[I had this dream somewhere early during the night, around 3AM i think, possibly in my first REM cycle, so it didn't last long and was kinda dark]

I was in a supermarket of some kind with my mom, she was checking the shelves for groceries. It was really dark in the market, which is really unusual since they always keep the lights on, even at night. So i decided to check reality by hiding behind a counter, then looking back at my mom and imagining that she will be at a different place. [I hope it makes sense].
When i looked at her, she was suddenly much further than before, it would've been impossible for her to get there that fast, so i got lucid thanks to this.

It was so dark in the market that i didn't see much. I wanted to get out of there, so i started hovering in the air and i flew fast towards some tall shelves. I flew through it, but i just got to another row of shelves in the market. I kept on flying through these, but i always got back to these same looking rows. I felt like i was trapped in there... Soon i woke up...

[I couldn't do much other than this, probably since it was just my first REM cycle my control wasn't that good yet or something like that...]



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Underground Fish People

[This is a dream from around 6-7AM, but i'm not exactly sure]
[In this dream i totally forgot that i wanted to meet up with Dreamprofessor, so i was mostly just following the "story" of the dream, so i didn't really change things...]

I was in a supermarket again in the beginning of this dream, althrough it was well lit and a lot of people were walking around. Someone asked me to give her a box of butter from the shelves and i couldn't see who asked me to do it, like that person was invisible... so it got kinda suspicious and i got lucid.

Suddenly my environment "shifted" around me and i found myself somewhere underground in a cave like place. I noticed lots of fish people living their life down there and i also got turned into one of them.

They looked similar to Fizz from LoL.

It was a kinda weird feeling, since i didn't turn myself into a fish person intentionally.
For some reason i've got a feeling that if some of them notices me then they'll try to attack me, so i decided to keep low profile and try to sneak around them.
The cave had a really tall ceiling and there were huge square shaped hills made of clay everywhere... most of these hills had little windows, they probably served as houses.

I carefully climbed down from the clay house that i was standing on. I hopped into the water and looked around. A lot of fish people were swimming in the water instead of walking on the clay hills, so i decided to try and sneak around them on top of a long clay hill.
I jumped high in the air and landed on top of it. I've got a feeling that they'll easily notice me up there, so i turned invisible. As i was advancing, sometimes invisibility has just ended, so i had to renew it.
After a while i noticed that this invisibility is not gonna stay for long, so i decided to turn into a shadow instead. I literally turned into one, i had no body, i was just "sliding" on the ground like a normal shadow.
[I felt like it was the best camouflage i could think of].

Or at least i thought so, until i almost got to the end of the clay hill. I heard a loud voice of a fish king, i didn't see him anywhere, but i just knew it that it was their king. I got scared and turned back into my fish body from this shadow form. I started running towards the end of the hill, when i noticed a huge whirlpool at the water. I just knew it that the king must be there, so i wanted to get out of this place as fast i could... well the king thought differently. I got pushed into the water by some huge water hands or something like that. [I don't remember exactly what did it].

I found myself underwater and noticed a huge fish monster in front of me. It had tentacles coming out of it's body, had a huge shark-like face and it's body was covered in coral all around.
It let out huge roars like he didn't like that i was an intruder.
I started swimming in circles around it, thinking about how to defeat him... I suddenly got a harpoon in my hands while thinking this, but i couldn't get close to him as those tentacles were waving in all directions.
It started blowing bubbles towards me... They seemed harmless, but i dodged them just in case.

He got even mad because of his missed bubbles and started blowing more and more towards me, but i just kept dodging them, while the water was shaking more and more violently.
I was just about to dive in and finish him off with my harpoon, but then suddenly everything got black... I don't remember what happened after this, i think i lost lucidity fully.

[I don't really remember when did i wake up from this dream.. probably it transitioned into another one...]
[Too bad i couldn't finish off the fish monster, it could've been an interesting fight... :/]

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) I meet Evangelion at some place and we do some dream stuff together. Soon we feel hots for each other and he grabs me from behind, sliding his hands down my bosom and into my pants. At some point I am naked from my waist down and I have my underwear hanging on an ankle. Someone accuses us of indecent exposure. That's when I notice we are on a bus full of people. LOL But I don't feel embarrassed, because I'm semi-aware that I'm dreaming.
I'm now outside the bus and Evangelion evaporates. The ground is covered in snow and there's guys sliding vertiginously on tobogans and snowboards. I decide to follow them just sliding with my body through the snow. The speed makes me dizzy and I get confused for a while.
I don't know exactly how, but I end up on some room and I feel Riverstone's presence. I have a vague sensation of seeing him entering and exiting through a door on this room. Slowly I force myself to recover awareness and I get fully lucid. There is a mirror on the wall. I remember having read during the day an article about a meditation technique - considered a bit dangerous (I then wondered why) - consisting on staring at your own image reflected on a mirror and I decide to practice it on the dream.
As expected, my face soon starts to disfigure, becomes monstrous and I realize the danger is in becoming so frightened that I can go mad.
I feel the fear growing inside me and, to fight it, I decide to embrace the monsters in me. I stare at the mirror with my eyes wide open until they become so large and red and evil. I scream at the top of my lungs to the mirror and a long viper tongue comes out of my mouth. My hair spreads out in the air and I look horribly demonic. It is hard not to die of fear of myself!
I decide it is enough of this exercise and I recall that Riverston'e was around. Where is he now? The room is empty and I see 3 doors. I decide to go look for him, using a door as a portal. I chose the one closer to me and open it. It is a dark room and it takes me a while to see anything inside it. When I finally see something, it's full of zombies! They are lethargically lying on the floor, or leaning against the walls, but when they see me, they all get up to try to catch me. I try not to panic and simply go back through the same door, calmly. Unfortunately I don't return to the point of departure. I'm now in a post-apocalyptic dream scenario, in an underground complex full of zombies. Shit. I have a slight awareness that it is my fault and I make a mental note to self, not to go about exploring the dream world after unleashing my own demons. I don't feel enough strength to get out of there or make them disappear. I just run and climb stairs and try to find an exit. They are everywhere. Then I figure I can climb walls like Spider-Man (first time I try), which the zombies can't do and that's how I manage to reach the upper level of this building, unharmed. I find a grid leading to the outside at the ground level. There's green grass, blue sky and policemen controlling the entrance to the zombie underground. It all seems like a metaphor for the dark vs. light places of my mind. (...)

I was in a mall, but somebody mentioned that the ground, or underground, floor is full of zombies, or at least people pretending to be zombies. It seems we can access it only via elevator.

For some reason, I ended up there, and I was outside of the elevator. It's a room of sorts. I can't move. I can see the elevator. I started to hear zombie moans and shuffles. I saw the elevator still open, and one "zombie" walking close to it. Then I saw one behind me. I was kneeling or sitting on the ground, stuck. My vision showed a crosshair as I panicked. I think I "know" that they're just pretending, but it's still scary.

I was in the elevator again. The inside looks like a wall, with rough texture. There are three buttons, arranged in a column. The top floor, the middle (regular) floor, and the underground floor. I tried pressing the middle button, but I saw that the bottom button has already been pressed.

I was with other people in the elevator. The door to the underground floor opened, and the zombies were there. As they enter the elevator, they become "normal" humans.

I was wondering what the top floor contains, but never got the chance to press it.

I was in one of the "outside" areas of the underground. It looks something like a mine. There was a lady, asking for directions. Somehow, she went to the elevator area. I heard her scream, and then laugh at the zombie prank.

Alright, guest is gone, and good sleepin is back.

A lot of the begginning was blur, I assume because I did a lot of waking up and going back to sleep due to not remembering bits at the time I wake up. I managed a few of the times to get myself to consciously hold onto it a couple of the times I woke up, which of course is the later end of my dreams.

Driving. I vaguely remember some of the old familiar driving bits from old dream/blur segments. I pull back some high mountainous snowy areas but thats about it.

I had a lot of blur with the highrise/hotel/whatever, and then some sub structure, but it wasn't until I seemed to go outside that it all slowed down enough for me to recall as I am. This is where it became a zombeh dream, I wasn't being particularly chased but.... I was with a group of people for a part of it, I recall some semi truck being used.... I don't think it was to transport..... I think it was more of distraction or something. I remember the group of people changing buildings (orig being the orig high rise from earlier) after I was in the semi... after driving out for a second in the semi I recal a bit of running and climbing from the "zombehs" eventually I just ran back to the semi and drove back to the original building. I got out and looked at it from the side.... it looked almost like it was split in to, as if that was the design, like until about half way up it was open space save for gates n other stuff put up. I can't remember the next transition but..

Then I was on this "beach" which was practically a cement wall against the water that went down a few feet where the water was. We were standing at this corner with the open water being the front and left if your staring straight from the land outward like I was, just to give an idea of how it looked. I was with the same group, people still rather shadowy to me, at least this group has been. Oh and btw it was night time too XD.

Everyone was pretty much chilling in the corner where the concrete walls met up, few people swimming a further out into the dark water. I was pretty much the passive observer here, watching, never in the water.


----alright i need to cut back to do a little what if segment

What if the recent apperence of shadowed out people is the sign of other dreamers? Generally whenever I did see people in my dreams.... I see them. I

thought the whole shark bit happening in the dream would signify that it was all me..... but honestly I think I may of just pulled it there. Because its not like anyone got bitten. I was just watching people swim.... x.x I think it was me flashing my light into the water that kinda did it too.... not that all the people thrashin n bein loud wouldn't have done it more... still I remember thinking I shouldn't of done that. I just heard someone yell shark n everyone scrambled up the concrete wall. Even the further out swimming people managed to get back in without being nipped.

After this, like a flash we were all in this small little 10x15 store, with nice warm colored wood n lights, seemed kinda like a gift shop to me. The more I think about it, the more I recall it as if I were a child. It would make more sense considering i was holding this big stuffed animal orca in the other, and some smaller detailed figurine of something..... logically from the little bit of blurred memory I do have of looking at the object.... i'd say it was likely a shark.

I was standing there looking upwards at what seemed to be a woman who in rl would be smaller than me, and I was asking her if she knew anything about sharks..... when she didn't reply I stated the obvious as child does " cause I really like sharks..." I just remember her smiling lightly, still silent.

Thats pretty much all I can recall.

dream : comments : lucid

5th of May, 2011

This is one of the more memorable dreams I've ever had, and is a pretty intimate one for me.


I flew into New York with Jono, Colin and Nooks. We dropped from the sky into the ocean and swam ashore- it was raining and a guy in a car sped past us on the road as we emerged.
Our hotel was a strange, small building across and in the water and you had to wade to it- the ocean was apparently only shin deep. When we arrived we walked up the stairs that lead out of the water and into our separate rooms. The guys wanted to do something but I took ages to get changed into board shorts.
When I finally changed, I asked where Jono was and Colin said that he was at work as a DJ and had been living in New York for several months. Fair enough.
We strolled into the city and came into a kind of piazza area surrounded by small stalls and bordered on all sides by large, red brick buildings. I set fire to some paper and blew up a stall. People thought it was awesome. I looked up the cobbled road where a bunch of 70’s styled women crashed their giant limo- front and back. I came across Jono and wanted him to come with us to party but he said he hadn’t been for a run yet. At that point I saw some shady looking characters lurking around and Jono put on a police hat and ran after them. I told Nooks and Colin and they freaked out. As we chased Jono more gangsters came so I ducked into a little trinket store but the gangsters followed me in and ordered everyone onto the ground.

They shot me in the head as well as everyone else.
I survived and pretended to be dead. They shot me several times more and then spoke about their plans while I was trying to be as still as possible and not breathe.
After a while they left but I continued pretending.

I kept that up for hours or days as people passed by. Even in my dream it felt like a really, really long time. Eventually some guys put me on a cart and took me into a house. Two of them went upstairs so I decided to scare the other guy by ‘coming back to life’. When the other two came down, I told them what had happened and concluded that I must be immortal.
As we talked, the gangsters ran past and the guys shut the door as quickly as they could, but that drew the baddies’ attention. They stormed in and I pretended to be dead again.
Head gangster Andy Garcia (what?) sat down and checked me. I tried and tried to hold my breath but eventually exhaled.
As I did I woke up...

...in the same room?
Huh?
The guys, minus the gangsters were there and told me I was safer in this existence and “what’s awake really mean, anyway?” They said I should just make the most of my day, even if it was a dream. Okay!
I went upstairs and was back in our hotel room from before.
I remembered that I wanted to find out what music was like in dreams, so after checking myself out in the mirror, I found a toilet/glowing stereo thing. It was actually really awesome looking and totally feasible.
The sound was dodgy when I tried to get it to work and wouldn’t play clearly. After fiddling with it for ages I finally got it to play:
“Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you dooooown...”

(o_O)

Damn you subconscious! Rickrolled by my own mind.
Touché sir.

I went back to the mirror and decided to jump through it, which I did. I became the reflection. I jumped off the balcony and onto the back of one of those canvas covered trucks. It was a weird brick city and the brick road was watery and cracked. I checked my hands and everything was stable so I hopped off the truck, looked around, then did a flip and flew into the air. I wanted to fly to the planets, but it was like the never-ending staircase from Mario 64; every time I looked back, I hadn’t gone any higher.
Eventually I gave up and dived headfirst like a bullet into the ground, crashing through into an underground chasm. It was really pretty and glowy- fluorescing rocks and water. I walked through the shaft and came across a face on a rock made of mossy orange fungus stuff.
It spoke in a scary, profound tone.
I took it to be my true subconscious and he asked me what kind of person avoids their dreams- that I should be doing what I’ve wanted to do since I was three and was mad for not doing more acting. It gave me some deep insights and words of wisdom before I lost lucidity and woke up.

This dream was truly immense in both scale and content. It provided me with insight, joy, laughs and full-on action. It let me do some dream experiments and put me in touch with myself more than any other dream I can recall having. I woke up deeply moved and immediately wrote down as much as I could remember.

I want to show my friend Minda, where one underground bar is. We go through some basement. I remember maze of corridors and stairs. At one point I warn Minda to mind his head as the ceilings are tricky. He says "no worries" and as soon as he says that, he hits his head. He looks at a sign on the wall written on a piece of paper, warning about the ceiling, and wonders how come he did hit it anyway.Then we get to the actual bar. First there is a large room where some young people hang around. They seem like skingeads or so. Then the bar it is just one room, with a bar at the end. My friend Pavel O. is standing by the bar, already drunk as I can see and he is just pouring another big shot of clear, vodka like, alcohol in his mouth. I wave at him and he sees me and comes to me. We have a quick chat, as much as one can talk about with a drunk guy. Next, we are at the bar again and Pavel have some coins on the bar. I start counting the coins (not sure why). I can see 20p coins. I select them out and ad them all up in one pile. Then there are some £1 coins too... one or two actually. All in all it makes some £3 pounds or so. Then I ask how much is a beer and I am told, by the bartender that its £3.20. Pavel makes some gesture as if it doesn't matter, and orders another drink.

Then it seems like I am in the bar again, but another occasion. I think I am there to observe aggressive behaviour and I am hoping that some fight will pick up. Suddenly I see some brown girl telling something to Pavel. He is well drunk now. It takes not time and he slaps her across her face. The slap is so hard that it turns the girl around. I am surprised as I didn't expect that. For some reason (as strange as it may be) I feel like no one can say anything as he didn't hit her, but just slapped her. I stand there expecting that people will react to this, but the buzz goes on as people mind their own business.... strange dream

Lucid:

I was on my bed. I heard the lucid dreaming induction, and I realized I was in a dream. I "woke up" and saw the surroundings in a spiral. I can barely make sense of the view. I also forgot to take off my contacts, so I might have subconsciously included that fact in my lucid dream.

I tried to "follow" to spiral, as I felt my legs move or float towards the wall, and beyond the wall. Then I was standing in my room, but everything is still out of focus. I got dizzy, and then I was back on bed. I thought I woke up, but I immediately went into another dream.

Non-Lucid:

I was in a room with a LOT of people I "know," or at least in the dream. I don't know any of them in real life, yet I felt some sort of kinship with them. We were gathering for something. We're a music or band. I'm not sure if we were setting up the place or bringing it down.

After a while, a new set of people arrived. Another "band," but they're still part of the "group." One I distinctly remember has long, curly/wavy hair reaching past his shoulders. I think he wore red shirt. We rearranged the place, putting up some chairs. I checked the nearby room, but the chairs there are mostly broken down, or at least not good to support people.

Then everyone's gone. Probably elsewhere. But "I" was "under" or viewing the underside of houses. I think it's the same house, but I'm looking at the "underground" of each rooms. I, along with a companion (not sure who, or whether it was a guy or girl), looked at how some of them have dripping "water," and how the spot immediately below it is wet. Some are clean. It seems they "throw" those wet stuff into a "hole" on the floor, and it drips down to the ground.

Then some police arrived. They were looking for us. We had to hide. I saw a closet, and went into it with my companion. I hoped to remain invisible amidst the variety of stuff in that room/closet.

I was in an office, with lawyers. We talked about something. A case? Then something about a 10-year-old girl?

14.11.2011

Contract (WILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Journeying downward, into the dark, the depths, from which there will be no return, I make haste in my flight.

Curved, snaking passageways, of naturally-hewn black rock, mark my ever descending path.

At the end, at the lowest reaches, a god awaits me. And he's thrilled to see me.

First, a test: a battle, versus a cloaked wraith.

I draw my sword from my side, and begin my assault, flashing steel hitting it's mark, but to no avail. I toss it aside, as the wraith strikes with its own blade.

Why do I bother with these anymore? I think to myself as the enemy's weapon strikes my flesh, and stops without making a scratch. It seems almost surprised.

I grab it from the ground at my side. I draw it, five feet long, my true sword, white sheath and ornate, dragon-like grip, given to me by a close friend, so many dreams ago.

My smile is demonic as I lash out, cutting through the wraith as if though it were nothing. Piercing and slashing, every cut is wonderfully perfect, joyfully precise. As I sever the wraith, bit by bit, the god is all but ecstatic.

But there's a problem.

Someone else is here.

“I'll take care of it,” I say, preparing to wipe the man in the shadows.

But the god responds harshly, forbidding me from using that ability in his presence.

Probably for the best, I think, darting to the spy, eviscerating him, and ripping my blade across his throat.

I switch to his perspective and watch myself stand there, powerful and absolute, long, beautiful blade in hand, the god just behind. I feel the warm blood erupt from his open neck, our neck, drenching us in a wet, red warmth. I solemnly experience his demise, fading as he does. . . slowly. . . painfully. . . without hope.

first dream was me getting movies at this store....they checked the vhs tapes and lost the cases in the process.....i got frustrated and left

second was my roommate's boyfriend saying about a cold he had while sitting on the couch....and there was something wrong with the roof of his mouth and it was closing...then there were these weird underground people that looked like their arms and legs were each a giant worm....they were saying they would help him.....but he had to go in a bin on a railroad track to get there (it looked like gringots in harry potter)

i woke up between these two and some of the content stayed the same

third was a game show where you had to stay in these weird boxes in standing position where it was cramped (really would bother people who are claustrophobic) and there were a few tasks where you ate strange food and one where you jumped into really cold water from high up....the people to do the tasks were randomly chosen.....and if everyone stayed....the prize pot got bigger......so we were to encourage each other

and there was this one girl at the end who couldn't talk and she started shaking....and i called for a medic.....because they were checking everyone before they left.....and i hugged her to try and calm her because she started to cry and look scared when i mentioned the medic coming over......and this thing left her body and went into mine......and she could talk but i couldn't......and i was trying to explain to the doctor in her office what was going on without making any contact with her or being able to speak.....and this guy kept trying to stop me.....and there was something up with him.....and i was trying not to touch him.....even though i knew he was evil.....and i touched him and the thing moved into his body and interacted with the creature inside of him and killed him

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4-12-11

Dream 1: Meat Processing Plant
I happen upon a factory and go inside. It looks old and a bit run down but still operational. I see big machines and climb up on one to see a lot of meat on conveyor belts going into a huge grinder. [I had this dream before and this is where the dream ended because I felt drawn to the danger in the meat grinder.] Climbing down I felt that I worked there and started to clean things up like taking a tree branch out of one of the machines. I walked outside and it was raining very hard now so I went under a covered walkway and thought about all the trees that needed to be removed away from near the factory for food safety. I imagined an inspector telling me that is a good job. I felt like I owned the meat processing plant now. Then I walked into a cafeteria and saw some female workers who were moving tables and chairs to the back. A guy came in reluctantly to help them but he was not supposed to because he already had too much overtime. Then I took a huge fire hose on the ground and helped them wash down the floor so that the place would be sterile.

Dream 2 : Underground

I am walking in an underground hallway to my room. The place looks like it is made of sandstone and the rooms are small. Mine is off to the left, there is no door. Once inside I notice that the wall between the door and the room that gives the room some privacy is still letting the candle on top of my dresser shine out into the hallway. For some reason this bothers me and I check it twice to make sure that the candle is in the right place but it isn’t. I move it to a small candle shelf carved out of the stone.
I decide to read now standing up and pick up a book I thought was Jules Vern’s 2000 Leagues Under the Sea. Upon opening the book I realized it was written in something like Sanskrit on pages with blue wavy colorings and it is all in poetic verses like the Iliad. I no longer want to read this book.

I had a really weird dream last night; I was underground, but when I looked out of the windows(It had windows) it was actually above ground. I met a lot of people, but I don't remember any of them.
Anyway, as I was saying, I was in this underground hallway, which was basically an endless hallway containing all sorts of odd shapes(In the walls, too).

I remember more of this dream than of yesterday's, which is good I suppose, maybe I might even recognize a character in my dreams soon.

12/07/2010
"The Z Hunters"

I was on a relic hunt, a member of a team of people around my age. Opposite us was a rival team, who I believe was lead by DV Member JEFF777 (Geoff). The object of the hunt was some old metallic article of clothing that gave the wearer immense power (a glove, I think. Not sure, though). We actually started out with powers of our own, comparable to DBZ characters, and we had to complete all of these different challenges, to get ahead of the other team. Hilariously enough, the first challenge had something to do with our teams fighting to make the craziest sandwich, out of ingredients that were being stored in this secret, underground produce aisle. It was literally a mixture between a grocery store aisle - tile walls, lighting and all - and a rocky, cavernous tunnel. I don't remember much of this contest, or who one.

Later, the teams had whittled themselves down to just Geoff. There was a lot going on, and we ended up coming upon an event where cops had a house surrounded, and there was some sort of hostage situation going on inside. We had been told that the relic would be inside the house, and we had to somehow make our way inside to get it, without drawing the attention of the police. We stood on a nearby rooftop, staring over at the chaotic scene - each trying to gauge the best way of going about this. Suddenly, we got our break. For some odd reason, the cops had the 'genius' idea to act as if they were leaving the scene, and succumbing to the will of the hostage taker. Instead, what they did was take the entire force - cars and all - and move them...to the house next door. They then climbed over the rooftop, trying to stay hidden - even though it was broad daylight - and moved into the backyard, making their way into the connecting yard and trying to storm the house from the back. Geoff and I immediately took this as our chance.

Racing each other, we both launched off of the roof, streaking across the sky and busting into the house through one of the walls, neck and neck. We knew we had to work fast, because the police were coming up, and would be there any second. We subdued the criminal, and saved the hostage, who was some pretty attractive chick that I believe was tied to a chair(?) After that. We scrambled to look for the relic, but soon found out it wasn't there. The girl was actually a part of the 'game.' She was a piece of a scavenger hunt, and informed us that the relic was actually somewhere in the mountains (but she gave us more precise directions than that. ). And before the cops even knew we were there, Geoff and I blasted off again, taking flight toward the mountains. The chase was insane. We were more like dog-fighting fighter jets; each jockeying for position and trying to knock each other out of the race, all while we sped over the terrain, toward the relic. We spared nothing, firing energy blasts at each other, along the way, and then streaking into close-quarters, mid-air melee before rocketing away and trying to gain the lead once again.

I don't actually remember who ended up winning the race. (Imagine that. ) All I remember after the battle is returning to the house where the girl had been held hostage, hanging out with her, and then the two of us having some pretty intense sex.

All that power, and no lucidity, though.

12/04/2010
"Kumite"

I was in an underground fighting ring. It was more like a Naruto tournament, really, than anything else. The fighting platform was something like the one used in Bloodsport; elevated at the ends, and a short drop to the ground. Throughout the fights, I did take my fair share of hits, but - on the whole - I was completely owning everyone. I ended up beating 3 guys, back to back, and had them all piled up on the ground, at the far side of the mat. The martial arts moves we were pulling off were just awesome. The floor rules were something like those in WWF, where you could touch the ground, outside the mat, but for only a certain amount of time. In the middle of an exchange, there was a moment where one guy knocked me forward, off of the mat. I landed on the ground, in a crouch, and immediately sprang back up, backward, toward the mat again. In the air, I rotated my body around to face the guy and whipped a flying spinning heel at him, knocking him off of the mat, while I landed on top of it. Pretty sick.

We then started getting into magic and other, physics-defying, signature moves. The last guy I fought had moves where a bunch of hidden blades came of his uniform. Another one was where a bunch of "ghosts" of himself flew in and attacked from all angles - kind of like Cloud's new 'Limit Break', in Advent Children. The guy was really hard to beat, and I actually don't remember who won.



12/05/2010
Dream Fragment:
Vaguely remember hugging TamiDoll, and just hanging out with her.

11/22/2010
"Undergroundwater"

I was in a small, snow-covered town. The town was very close-knit, and everybody was friends with everybody else. Many of us were playing a huge game of manhunt (Thanks to Sam and Lisa, for bringing that up!), and some people were even burying themselves in the snow, for hiding places. I remember one of my female friends changing clothes and trying to blend in with those pedestrians who weren't playing. I don't remember much of the game, itself, besides digging through the snow and tryin to find some of the people hiding within it.

At one point, though, a bunch of us ended up falling into what seemed like some sort of mine/tomb, deep underground. It was a huge chamber, with story-telling drawings and other enigmatic patterns on the walls. We spent a while exploring this chasm, joined by many other townsfolk, who had followed us down below. After some time of poking around the chamber, someone pressed a 'button' that activated some sort of mechanism. The floor beneath us began rumbling. Fire jetted upward, like geysers, from all points around the area. The fire spouts gave way to small explosions, which were soon too much to withstand. We all ran off of the rectangular floor area, fleeing the basin and up to higher ground, looking down at the spectacle below us. The ground opened up; black stone cracking down the middle and splitting apart to swallow the flames. Beneath a few feet of stone lay a crystalline pool of water. It was, easily, half the size of a football field, and took up most of the chamber. The slabs of stone flooring peeled away and locked into place, out of sight, leaving us all to stare, in awe, at this huge pool that had opened before us.

This was just too weird. The 'tomb.' The huge, underground pool. The spectacularly explosive 'booby trap.' The realization just hit me, as we were all standing there, gawking in apprehensive awe. I was dreaming. It was the only logical explanation. As soon as I became lucid, my excitement rang out through the chasm. I yelled out to everyone - knowing that they were all stricken with fear - that "THIS IS A DREAM!! IT'S NOT REAL!!" I seemed to have been more reminding myself of the fact, than actually trying to get a point across, to these dream characters. But they all took it as just as much a relief as I did.

I led the charge, and we all ran down the steps toward the enormous pool, jumping into the water with no further anxiety about what might have come from the explosive chain reaction we'd just witnessed. It instantly turned into an enormous pool party - our dozens of party-goers secluded away within this cavern of ice and stone. Even though the pool seemed to be just a hole in the earth, it was clearly marked with the paintings of a regulation swimming pool, as if just swimming in it was the main reason for it being there.

While in the water, I was showing the DC's some "lucid tricks." I focused on my own body, and lifted myself out of the water with telekinesis, hovering just a few inches over the surface. Everyone looked on, in wonder, while I floated above the water. I felt really heavy, and wasn't sure that I could keep myself hovering, the way that I was, so I decided to get a little more control of the situation. I released my telekinetic hold on myself, dropping into the water and sinking down to the floor of the 15-or-so-feet-deep pool. Once my feet touched the ground, I pushed off as hard as I could, bursting up through the surface of the water and soaring up to the ceiling - some 30+ feet above. I slapped my hands against the warm stone ceiling and pushed myself back down into the water below. There were a few other people in the crowd copying me, flying up and out of the water, touching the ceiling and splashing back down, afterward.

After some playing around, I got out of the water and walked around the area. Everyone was having a great time. I saw that some of the characters had gotten into some vampiric hedonism; slumped in a corner with blood streaming down their faces, obviously having fed on each other just because it was something to pass the time. (I would call that random, if not for the vampire dream I had, the other night.) They all looked completely drunk. I just walked passed them and continued on, taking in the sight of my surroundings. One of the girls in the group called me over to her, asking me if I wanted to go back to her place for some "one on one lucid fun." I just kind of smiled at her and waved her off, not wanting to waste this lucid on sex - though the thought crossed my mind.

Much more time had passed, and I began to realize that I'd probably be waking up soon. By this time, my lucidity began waning. Even though I still knew I was dreaming, I was thinking of these dream characters more as sentient beings. I called an assembly together, and made a small speech, simply conceding to the possibility that these could all be conscious entities within my dream. I told them all to "remember the dream", because we would soon be waking up, and our memories of this moment would be fading quickly. I told them to go back over the events of the dream, in their minds. I told them to remember the game of manhunt, and falling into the mine, etc. - basically recounting all of the events in the dream. Above all else, I knew that I would be waking up soon, so I wanted to just go ahead and end it. Not really wanting to leave everyone else, I gathered a group of them in the center of the chamber, and we all lowered our heads. When I was sure I had enough of the dream's details to carry over into waking life, I put all of my energy into waking up, and pulled my eyes open.


Dream (Fragment) Two:
I was at my old house, in Canterbury. A pizza woman - and what I can only describe as her bodyguard - walked into the house, with a large stack of pizza boxes. They said that they had "like 1000 pizzas here, for free, if [we] wanted them." She also told us that the only catch was that the crust was like 2 months old. I wasn't very comfortable with this, but someone (I believe it was MW) said that he'd be more than happy to take them.

Later, we were hanging out, outside my house, with a bunch of people - some of which, I think, were from the previous dream. My daughter was with us, and she kept wanting to fall asleep on the ground, and kept rolling around in the spot of oil in the garage. After a while, my mom came home, and - for some reason - she hung most of my artwork upon the wall, in the house; just various, loose sheets of paper tacked to the wall, all over the living room.

Don't remember anything after that.