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Dream 1-- CNN Reports Counter-Strike Cheaters

This dream starts out with me and my cousin talking about Counter-Strike. I am on a computer waiting for the game to load, and we are discussing how the game play has changed. Although he is talking to me, this is an instance of where I cannot see him. He is essentially a disembodied voice. He is explaining to me how there was a massive upsurge of people cheating on the game, so they decided to put video of the cheaters on the news every night when they found new ones. I thought that was really clever, and actually enjoyed playing the game.

I went into Video Game mode, where I was actually the character in the game for a while and played on this level where there are metal buildings. The roofs were rusted orange in patches over silver that was in a squiggly fashion. The ground was silver concrete, with some wetness (puddles). I think I was a counter-terrorist because my character had a black glove on and my usual pistol was a USP.

I play many rounds, killing people and having fun, but as I am playing I act like I am cheating. This is something I used to do in real life when I played, I would shake my screen (which is what observers see your screen doing when you use an AIMbot), I would toggle my mouse, I would spin, I would quick switch like 25 times after killing someone. All of these things would make people believe I was cheating after I killed them, which would boost my ego because I felt that I had so much skill that people would suspect of hacking! The real truth was that I basically gave them all the evidence to support that claim even though I wasn't doing very well at all.

In this dream, I am the character. In one round, I am on the roof of one building looking down. I see an enemy, quick switch to my pistol and then toggle my mouse to his head and head shot him. It was kind of a lucky shot given the distance, but I felt pretty proud of it actually. After he dies, I jump down from the roof and bunny hop (which is a disabled function in most CS maps) for about 4 jumps. The next round starts and I am walking along a metal fence. I see an enemy and pop him once in the face. His head explodes and I quick switch my weapons like 25 times in extremely fast fashion.

Once I'm done with the game, I am suddenly sitting to the right of a TV that looks like it's in my grandparent's house in their living room. This might make sense because my cousin used to live with my grandparents. As I am watching, the news comes on and CNN starts playing the replay of my entire session online! They show the game from my point of view, how my crosshairs would toggle before shooting someone, how I did bunny hops, and how I quick switched after killing someone so it looked like I was 'modding.' All of the evidence seemed pretty stacked against me actually, I would have been convinced had it been another person. I thought the whole thing was kind of ridiculous (funny and I was on TV for acting like a cheater really well), so I texted my cousin like "Wow they really do post it on the news haha I got busted."

Then I look back up at the TV and the news story has changed. The camera looks like it's in a helicopter flying over this large building over the sea. It pans to the right, and there is another helicopter right there with two guys in it. All of a sudden, I go PassObs and I become the camera, who zooms in on each of their faces. I see that I don't recognize either of them but they are both really happy. One guy is leaning out of the side window and the other guy is standing up through the sun roof of his helicopter. They are both white, one guy has black curly hair, and the other guy has brownish hair and he is wearing a white necklace. Somehow I think that they relate to a prize I won earlier in the dreams I had last night, which I can't remember what the prize was. I think about them and then I think about social situations in general. I come to the conclusion in my dream that to make friends the majority of the work is to make them like you, while liking them is not as important. That's a stupid conclusion lol.

Dream 2-- Winning a Prize to Meet with Brian

So in this dream I apparently wrote this paper about 5 facts of life. They were really on point and delved into some deeper truths concerning existence, but I'm so mad because they are on the fringe of my recollection and I can't fully remember them. Anyway, after writing this paper, I am well-renowned around the world, and I get a special prize, which involves me getting to meet the producer for Radio Disney. I had been working for Radio Disney for 5 years anyway so meeting with him was no big deal.

The big deal in my dream, however, was that we met in the Science building of my high school. We were in the main lobby, and he is standing up against a wall that has some posters, and a huge white board that he starts to draw on with a black marker. We talk about stuff, nothing important, and then I ask him who else is on this project with him. He starts to draw the names of everyone, and I recognize the name of the guy from Superbad, Jonah Hill, and then he gets to the end, and in the bottom right corner he writes "Kyle" in green letters (like Kyle from south park with his green hat) and then draws a line that needs to nowhere which is also in green.

My position relative to his changes in an instant, and now he is standing behind a wall of posters in the same location as before but there is no white board. I see this image of what is titled "Pascal's triangles" but it isn't the mathematical triangle that I would expect, it actually consists of these triangle intermingled inside these two human bodies. They make an interesting pattern and I think I can recall it, but the way it was drawn in the poster is actually unrealistic and unimportant in my opinion.

Anyway, I'm pissed I can't remember the prize that I won and the wisdom that I shared!!

Dream 3 (Fragment)-- Shopping Mall Realization

I am in the middle of this department store, which is loaded with females. There are white counters with workers behind them selling make up and various products. I can see all the products lining the counters right beside mirrors and lights. I also see aisles upon aisles of products for a woman to choose from. There are tall shelves that are stocked to the brim with various things from shampoo to eye liner and everything. As I am staring at all of this, I start thinking about why a woman would come here and why she would spend here money. Suddenly, I realize that women have no clue what they want. In fact, they go from moment to moment and make decisions mostly based on their emotions in the present, without using much logic at all. Their logic kicks in after the fact when they try to backwards rationalize their actions. This is why women want everything and nothing all at the same time. There is no way to predict, materially, what will make a woman happy or satisfied, and even if you get it right once, that same thing will in no way be guaranteed to work again in the future because her mood will change or the gesture itself will be less significant. Indeed, it seems that the 'meta' aspect of material goods truly satisfies the woman. If you give her earrings everyday, the first day she will be ecstatic and then her enthusiasm will slowly wane. If you give a man a massage everyday, he will pretty much be content with that reward forever. The 'meta' of the gifts are what the gesture represents and that the material goods in general represent. When women go out and buy expensive clothes and make up, they are looking to stand out and attract men. A man wouldn't normally walk outside in the frigid cold in a only a tight dress and high heels because it's fucking cold. A woman, however, might bear to stand it because of any number of reasons ranging from the extra attention she gets to only being seen in a positive light (girls are super uptight about reputation). This realization was pretty significant and it got me thinking about how being in a relationship with a girl might be easier than I thought. It's not so much about the material aspect, the physical aspect, or the words spoken or anything. It's the thought, the relationship as a whole, and the meaning behind actions! So, instead of focusing on the right words to say or something, it's more about what emotion am I trying to convey, how do I express this in terms of our relationship...

Maybe I'm totally wrong, my dreams aren't 100% reliable. What do other people think on this issue?

Dream 4-- Gendason's Magic Trick

I am in some random courtyard with Gendason, my college counselor, and a whole bunch of other students. We are talking about college. We are outside surrounded by white buildings. We are standing on top of concrete with some puddles around (what is up with concrete and puddles in my dreams?) and the sky is blue and the clouds are grey, making shadows rather than sunshine. As we talk, Gendason suddenly says Congratulations, and then, as if out of the sky, a whole barrage of booths and vendors appear.

To my immediate left, there is a woman selling necklaces and bracelets, which look pretty nice. Three people come to where I am and start talking to the vendor. This one girl shows interest, and the vendor asks her to put her address down on a sheet of paper, and the girl is like well where I live is temporary for the moment. and the vendor is like that's ok, write it down anyway. And the girl is like well I'm about to move and the vendor gets this really skeptical look on her face.

I walk away to another booth. I walk around see nothing of interest until I walk up to this booth where there is a laminated packet speaking about the truth of god. In the first paragraph, there is an underlined word, enermette, and I ask this black guy behind the counter what it means. He gives me some answer, and I respond with "wait, intermittent... inter means between and mittent means coming to send or go", when I say this Alec, a classmate, laughs and I look over at him. The black guy says "no it's a different word" but I don't want to discuss the topic any further, I just assume I am right and walk away (Clearly pointing out a character flaw). I look at this food shop where there is bags of popcorn on the poles holding up the tent, and the vendors are making lemonade and hot dogs and everything. As I look up I see this huge sign with a list of all the prices for everything, and I'm thinking that's bullshit that Gendason would give us all this just so we have to pay to eat! This sends me into PassObs and the dream fades away.

Yep. So in the dream I was in my 4th hour, and I accidentally fell asleep during his lecture. I began to dream of dreaming about being in a video game. I was looking for an axe. I think the video game was probably Minecraft. A girl appeared next to a tree and told me that she wants me to fight her.

"Sure...Just hang on a minute, I'm really thirsty." I walked into my grandparent's living room to get a glass of water. Her facial expressions showed disgust in being postponed. She quickly ran up to me, stomped on my feet and said, "and that's only the first level of pain." It didn't hurt at all so I brushed her off.

Well, this pissed her off even more. She dragged me to the other side of the room violently. She put a small table between her and I so that it obstructed my vision. She had my feet underneath the table and I was laying on my back.

The pain started mild at first. I wasn't sure what she was doing, but it couldn't cause any harm, right? And it didn't really hurt.

The pain grew like a wild fire, encompassing both my feet and legs. It felt like my skin and bones were both in a raging sea of flames. I could sense that physically my skin was cold to the touch - but the flames were internal, existing deep beneath my skin and charring my essence.

The pain continued to intensify, and I screamed wildly. My own screams filled my ears and went to the highest frequency. I shrieked as loud as I could, hoping that someone could hear me outside of the dream.

"WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed louder.

And then the pain vanished and I woke up to the beginning dream.

"Are you okay?" A teacher asked, looking down at me. I looked around. I was in the middle of the hallway and people were staring.

"You were screaming so loud. Even the people in the cafeteria could hear you!"

I looked down at my legs. They looked fine, although some of the pain in the right foot still existed as a ominous remnant.

I limped back to my 4th hour, where I had fallen asleep at. I wondered how I had managed to wake up so far away? Had I sleep walked?

It was still the lunch hour, so I talked to my friend about what had just happened. I explained to her that the girl I had met in the video game was the same girl in our 4th hour. She said that the exact same thing had happened to her as well.

Dream 1-- High School Dungeon

Here is another dream where I am forced to complete tasks, or levels, without actually knowing the tasks beforehand or how I got to where I am. In this scenario, I am in a dungeon, obviously below ground. In hindsight, it's almost like I am in a video game where I am really small in comparison to the structures and other charcters in the "game." At first, it's just me. I am travelling through this dungeon by jumping really far from platform to platform. Everything is tinted very dark and its all black or dark brown.

Then I come to this one level where I am travelling along side the wall of the dungeon. I hit the platform on the corner and turn to face the other direction. Below me and in front of me I see these giant wooden brown pillars with black disks around the pillars at certain heights. Judging by the heights, I need to utilize these disks to get from pillar to pillar across the dungeon. Below the disks, there are these Satyrs (this is the word that first pops in to my head during the dream to describe them) that are patrolling on the ground. They are huge. Some are red, some are grey, but they all have these fandoras on. They have swords in sheaths and fancy clothes, but they are walking back and fort in a mindless fashion because its a video game or something. As I jump from one disk to the next, I find myself needing to pull myself up because I can't make the jumps. Pulling myself up requires no effort, however, as I am probably in some from of PassObs at this point competing as if it were just a video game and I am a character.

After jumping from disk to disk, I land on the fifth disk and face the satyrs and what appears to be a giant gap between where I am and the column across the way. In my head, I start hearing cheering and people speaking. Somehow there is my mom talking, and I look around to see other people from my high school also playing in the level, specifically B. Mont and J. Stet and E. Sor. Now I must've reached a checkpoint or something in the level because I try to make this gap several times in various ways, but I keep ending up back at this point in my dream in this level.

The first attempt, I time it so that as the satyr is walking away toward the pillar I need to get to, I jump and try to land on him. I am floating somewhat in mid-air as I try to predict where he will be and where I need to go. I try to grab onto his grey hat, but I can't hold on and I start over. The next attempt, I do the same timing, but this time I manage to land on his hat. There doesn't feel to be any gravity or sensations or emotions. I can see my classmates on the other side of the pillar all sitting in benches just applauding. As I am trying to catch my balance on the hat, I hold on to the rim and wait until the satyr gets close enough to the pillar. Then I jump, and in mid-air I really focus on the applause and who I am looking at. I see 4-5 faces out of the crowd, who are all from my high school (Blatant dream sign!). I don't think I completed the jump because I woke up.

Dream 2-- Essay on Consciousness

This dream is rather fuzzy, but the premise is basically that I was going back and forth between having conversations with people and writing this essay about consciousness, its nature, and its difference between how I see it now and the truth.

Each paragraph represents a new argument and even though I can't recall who I was talking to specifically I can remember some of the basic theories I wrote in my paper. Whenever I would write in my paper, it would be a PassObs event. I would teleport and my field of vision would be focused in on this stack of paper with text on it. I could read the text, and there was grammar, punctuation, indentations, proper margins, and everything. It was as if I was writing a Writ 140 paper on this topic within my dream and presenting it to myself so that I could learn or teach myself.

Some of the premises were:
1) Consciousness is nothing that I imagine it to be, but the world it presents is total and complete like this one.
2) Consciousness is eternal, eternally.
3) There is another side to consciousness that I can't reach, but I can experience.

Dream 3-- Graduation 2.0

In this dream, me and everybody from my high school grade appears to be graduating again. We are out behind the football field in a cluster, and we are all in our uniforms. I don't remember saying anything during this dream or really knowing what was going on at all, but this was a particularly interesting dream because of this lack of control.

As we all stand in a group outside, there are pictures taken, and someone shouts "we're done!" Suddenly my "camera" zooms out to show a complete picture of all the blue shirts and grey shorts (the uniform). Then I hear some voices in what I feel like is my personal ear, and the camera immediately shifts to what I would consider a first person point of view. Apparently, we are now trying to escape this place, as if it were another level another competition, by evading all of the people who are trying to tag us and running to the other side of this field. I am kind of alone it seems like, but there are three or four other students who are distracting many of the taggers. I stand back at first trying to figure out what is going on and trying to devise a strategy. I honestly am surprised in hindsight that I immediately knew the objective of this dream and was formulating a plan to complete the Level.

I decide to start running forward, and I see three or four taggers focus in on me and start to converge. There is one girl in particular who seems to be focusing on me anyway, and the other three are these dark shadowy figures that I can't recall as being people or actual shadowy figures. There are these two volleyball nets aligned parallel to eachother in a line perpendicular to me so I see them as l l instead of = and I decide that this would be my best form of escape. I run and go underneath the first, but everyone seems to be closing in on me. As I cross under the second, I open and close a book I suddenly have in my hands and immediately become invisible. I know that what I just did will make me invisible, and I believe that is why is happened. I walk around with my new invisibility and easily make it to the other side.

Suddenly, I am now walking as if I were on the opposite side of the football field and there are many students who are not in my grade lined up on bleachers in order to take a picture. I start walking by and then I look up to see J. Mc who is looking at me, and then I turn to face the kids in the bleachers. I see that there are seniors interspersed with the underclassmen, and I wonder how they got in there and why I am not in there. They are all standing tall and smiling, while I just observe. After the picture is taken, they all yell an "ay" and then walk away. I see J. Mitch and start to walk up to him with a smile saying "we did it man, nice." As I am walking up to him, he turns into another classmate, but then when we slap hands he turns back into J. Mitch. Then I wake up

Dream 4-- Gym

This dream was pretty vivid and pretty long, it has a repetitive factor in it like my first one.

So I am in this weight room with some other people. Looking straight ahead, I see some crazy looking jet black machine with pulleys and a long inclined bench and handles. The matt it is on is also black and there is a TV behind it playing but no sound it coming from it. I am standing there watching as these two guys talk right next to the machine. Eventually, I look around and decide to go somewhere else. As I look around, I realize I am in an entirely different place but it is still a gym. I am walking around this carpetted area and it's a very nice looking facility. There are leather brown cushy chairs to my left facing a brown table. The carpet is grey and black. There are windows in the marble walls that reveal a bright blue, almost cloudless sky and bright sun.

I continue walking forward and I see Tom and his friend sitting down together with white towels around their waists but no shirts on. They appear to have just taken a shower based on their hair, but they don't talk to me as I walk by. As I pass, I have this thought like "they would be sitting down together" or something along those lines. I continue to pass and I sit down in this chair across from S. Lim who is writing something on a name tag looking thing. He has colored in a lot of it with marker and is now completing the final touches. He keeps repeating "blue bird" and is coloring in something I can't remember.

Suddenly, I transport back into the initial room and I am walking toward the jet black machine. I guess I am about to go on it. I introduce myself to the two guys. One guy says his name is Lance Armstrong, and I think about that name in my head as being totally fake but super manly. It's like a name you would create for yourself to make a good impression or something. My name is equally fake but more manly, sadly I can't remember what I made it.

I get on the inclined bench and start doing this ab exercise that requires me to totally stretch my abs out by pushing out my legs and leaning all the way back with my head. The initial position on the exercise is laying on the bench horizontally in mid-air. the middle of the bench separates the two parts, with my legs going out and forward, and my upper body coming down and backward. It stretches out my abs really well and then I have to come back up using only my abs. I feel the burn in this dream. I hear the spotters giving me some commands like "pull up with your chest" and "bring your knees to your chest and HOOOLLLDDDD." I think about doing thirty but stop after maybe 7 or 8. I don't remember stepping off, but I am immediately standing up next to it. I look out and see a cute girl using a machine that I wanted to use. This room has glossy wooden floors and white machines with black weights/cushions. This girl is doing an exercise for your lower back where your body is like this / with your legs on cushions. Then you bend down with your head and back in line and then come back again.

I really want to do that exercise, so I leave the room, and head to a hallway. I come to another work out room that looks like the one I used in a DoubleTreeHotel three weeks ago. As I look around, I see a sliding door with a note on it saying "mixed work out room, boys and girls allowed." And I immediately go in. I see the same carpetted, brown cushy chair infested work out room as before. I see the machine I want and I start walking toward it. I see Tom and his friend sitting in the chairs looking over at me and somehow that gives me the motivation to jog, but I'm not moving very fast. As I jog past them, I find myself suddenly in a chair laying down facing S. Silver and he has a red pen. He is marking up the front cover of this magazine so that it spells "KN" which is the symbol for some frat he calls "Sigma Nu" but that isn't how to do their symbol. I notice that I have a pen in my hands, but the tip is still inside because I haven't clicked it open yet. I am just holding it out in front of me over the magazine without doing anything. He starts laughing at his own creation and this blonde girl, who appears to be the owner of the store right next to us comes out and looks at us.

She says "you guys think you are so funny marking up this magazine, huh? Are you the same people who made this name tag?" And I immediately recognize it as the thing that S. Lim was marking up the other time I came into this room. It's corner were bent, and there are three birds flying out of a black hole in the middle of the tag. She says something about how that tag had the lyrics to a poem on there that described the horrors of living in a place less fortunate then this.

As she is describing the scene, I turn PassObs and become the camera for this video, seeing what she is describing. She talks about how kids need food and they have to carry guns and hide first thing in the morning in order to avoid being gang raped. The scene I see is these four blacks kids who appear happy enough running out of a brick house toward the camera. They are in a line without a particular order it seems like. They run past a white fence and the fence gets destroyed without them touching it. It flies up into the sky behind them in pieces.

They continue to run, but the camera stops. The camera follows them as they pass by though, and I see them running away and turning a corner. The woman is still talking but I'm not paying attention.

My alarm clock wakes me up.

Ok. What did I eat last night lol.

Zukin Slaughter

I was in a video game and it sort of looked like WoW. I was with 2 guys and a girl. One of the guys was saying something to the other boy, but I couldn't hear them properly to make out the words. The man summons a rope and captures the girl and I. We are brought to a dungeon like place.

The man tells us that he is going to go fight a Boss Monster, and that we should remain in the dungeon until he is done fighting. It's not like we had much of a choice though as we were tied up. The other girl sits where the red X is, and I sat on the other side of the half-wall. The door at the top is where he left to fight the monster, and the door at the bottom is where we came in at. The dungeon looked like something out of a cyberspace movie. The floors had streaks of neon green and the walls were a black with plaid blue design.

I sat patiently waiting for him to return. Looking over the half-wall, I saw a vine like thing growing from the floor. It was green, perhaps it looked more like a tentacle but it was branching off on the sides. It was attacking the other girl, sucking out her life. It turned its focus towards me, and I moved away from the first half of the room. I freed myself from the ropes, and went to the far corner away from the green ghosty thing. Before I could make it to the other side, the green spirit shot an arrow at me.

The arrow went through my chest and blood dripped and splattered on the floor. Determined to save my soul from being eaten, I continued to take my last few steps toward the safer corner until I collapsed on the floor. The pain began to encompass my entire body, and I dug my finger nails into the ground. They scraped against it and burrowed into the surface. By doing this, the top layer of the flooring several feet around me disappeared, uncovering a set of stairs. I took cover from the creature by hiding in the dips in the floor from the staircase. The tentacles of the spirit creature couldn't reach me here.

I was pretty pissed off now. I had been dragged here against my will, terrified, and nearly killed. When that man came back, he was going to get it. I waited patiently for him, wondering about what happened to the other girl in the dark room. She was being awfully quiet, so I assumed that she was dead.

I heard a slamming of the door, and peaked up above my secret ledge in the floor. There he was. He was wearing a suit of armor and had a beautiful sword in his hand. If he hadn't been so cruel I would have assumed that he was a hero. I secretly watched him as he scanned the room, looking for life. He didn't look shocked when he saw the other girl dead.

I creeped out of my ledge and hid behind one of the half-walls, waiting like a snake. When he came close enough, I instantly attacked him with all of my pissed-off-force. I acquired his weapon when he dropped it from surprise and began slashing into his stomach. Streams of blood came out of his mouth and he fell to the floor, but he wasn't dead.

I didn't want to kill him. So I left him there. I slowly walked to the other door leading outwards, not taking my eyes off of him. When my hands touched the knob, he looked at me and smiled creepily.

"Good luck escaping," He sneered. I wasn't sure what he meant by that until I closed the door behind me and locked it shut. When I turned around I was encompassed by blackness. I could barely make out a eternal series of staircases surrounding me. I knew that it wouldn't take him long to find another way out of that room, and thus I had little chance of fleeing without a re-encounter.

I felt around for a railing and then sped down the stairs blindly. I heard moaning in the distance. It was the moaning of the near dead. He was near. I saw a shadow of a creature against the wall.

[missing time]

I was now in the bedroom, and we were having our last fight to the death. He was now a girl in black. I was continuously stabbing him with the sword, but it was only doing minimal damage. My arms were covered in blood from the massacre and he was equally fighting back. I was beginning to grow weaker when I realized that simply maiming him would not solve the problem. He must be killed.

I climbed on top of him and held him down. I took my long blade and held it against his neck. With a swift motion, I slit his throat. I left him on the floor and exited the room. I locked the door behind me. The door had a window on it, so I looked in. He was laying on the floor, seemingly dead. He slowly sat upright and looked me into the eye. The pupil in his blue eyes grew larger and larger until the entirety of his eyes were black. Upon seeing this, I ran out of the house.

Spirit Warriors

I was trying to leave school really fast before the traffic blocked my exit. I put the car in reverse and accidentally drove over the grass. Oh well. The road twisted and turned abnormally. I accidentally drove onto the roof of the school. Don't even ask how that happened (I'm not sure). I couldn't drive my car off of the roof because there was no longer a ramp, so I was stuck there.

I went inside the school, in the room underneath where I parked my car. It was apparently the drama room. They looked like they were doing construction in the room. There were loose boards everywhere.

"Sorry I parked my car on your roof." They looked at me for a second and then laughed. They told me that it happens pretty often, and that I needed to visit the janitor in the school garage.

So, I went out to the garage. It was made like a large, square, wooden hut. The walls were not furnished or anything and it smelled like cedar. The garage had 2 floors and was very cluttered with odds and ends. I climbed up the stairs to the second floor. There was a wind chime hanging from an open window. Outside of the window there was a wooden roof. I crawled out of the window and stood on the roof. Sitting on the roof there was a guy looking out to the horizon. Next to him there was a sword that looked similar to the Godric Gryffindor Sword, except it had spikes lining the edges.

I asked him who he was, and he told me that he used the sword to fight off evil spirits that continuously attacked him. He gave me a battle axe and told me that if I was going to hang around him that I would need this for my protection.

We went to his house and he introduced me to his brother (looked like Joe's brother). His brother wasn't mentally stable and was often more perceptive of the spiritual attacks.

We were in the hallway when his brother fell to the ground and went into fetal position.

"They're coming" he whispered, while rocking back and fourth. His eyes were turning red and tears were forming and running down his cheeks.

"Who's coming?" I asked.

"Ssh, wait a minute." The guy said. His body stiffened up and he held his sword ready for an attack. I held my battle axe as well, not sure what I was about to attack. A large "mass" came over us. It looked like a giant shadow. His sword lit up and we began to attack the mass.

House of the About To Be Dead
I am in a castle, I look around the room I am in. In spite of having had recent dreams of Hogwarts, that is not what comes to mind first here. I am thinking I am in the process of designing a video game. I am designing one of the levels, this castle will be a great setting. So right now I am looking around the level, trying to see where I want to put enemies and items and stuff like that. I place the enemies all over the place, and then I decide to do a run through to see how my AI on the enemies is working. So as the level starts, the enemies attack me, so I grab a weapon and fight back. There are weapons lying around, so I am able to use the in-game weapons to fight. Most of them are melee weapons, but I also find a gun or two. Ammo is rare so I have to conserve it. As I explore the castle I see there are enemies where I don't remember putting them. I think that is great, that means the AI of the game is making the enemies track me down to attack. I kill some more of the enemies and then I see someone else is in there with me, not one of the enemies. I look closer and see Walms killing enemies. Wait a minute…. Walms? Time for a RC! I am dreaming!

Now I am lucid and watching Walms kill enemies, making quite a gory scene of it as well, it looks like he might be eating some of them… I resume killing enemies, just because I am dreaming doesn't mean they don't need to die, and I finally make my way over to where Walms is. It looks like he is going to attack me, but then he stops, apparently seeing that I'm not one of the enemies. He makes some kind of comment to me, I say I was going to see if he could use a song spell… say gravity maybe, since I don't remember seeing him use that in a dream, and I am wanting to know more about DT… Walms just looks impatient, he says ok, but he'll only show me once, there are too many people to kill to waste much time. If I need more help, it will have to be another time. He goes through these steps relatively slowly, it looks like part of him briefly teleports and then reappears, and an enemy on the other side of the room is suddenly in two pieces… it looks like the enemy got cut open by some sharp claws, which I see Walms has formed. Ok, so I will try duplicating that… I select an enemy and try to do the same thing… epic fail. The result is my arm on the other side of the room, still holding an in game sword I had found, and flopping on the ground erratically while the enemy watches it in a totally confused state. For some reason this strikes me as particularly hilarious, and I crack up laughing. Walms is looking at me like I have completely lost it, and then he goes back to killing things. I grow a new arm. I want to try that DT again, but it didn't work so well last time. I have an idea. I look at the enemy who is watching my severed arm flop about. I pick up a sword on the ground near me, then I open a portal… just big enough for the sword to fit through… and I make the destination of the portal right behind the enemy. I shove my sword into the tiny portal, it emerges from the other end and impales the enemy. I pull the sword back and the portals close.

I am pleased with that, so I do it some more. One of the enemies looks like my ex boyfriend, James. He is trying to say he still loves me, which I don't believe. Walms enters the room and is killing stuff. James says some insulting stuff about Walms, I don't remember what, and Walms gives him a dirty look. I tell Walms that this one is mine, I'll take care of him. Walms continues on his way, killing another enemy. James says he wants me to call him IWL, I say it's not going to happen. He says he really wants me to call, he misses talking to me and wants to… *glurg* Now he looks like he's about to be sick. I follow his path of vision and see Walms eating an enemy, James seems pretty grossed out by that. I find this to be hilarious, too, and I start laughing again. I tell James to be gone before Walms decides he looks like a tasty snack. James scoffs at that, saying I know perfectly well that he can… I slip my hidden blade through a tiny portal that opens behind James' neck… and thus stab him. I wake up here.

Designing the Moon
I am designing some more of my game. I am on the moon, with Nomad, and he is helping me design the game. I am working with a strange sort of biological machine, I am thinking this is normal, it is merely one of the utilities in the game design program I am using now. Nomad and I are discussing what we want to do on the moon, how we want to set things up, Nomad wants to start by terraforming the moon. Ok, that works, so we need to decide what areas we will have. I suggest different areas based on different elements, like a fire area, an earth area, an air area, etc. Nomad says that sounds awesome, and says we can start with the forest area. I am thinking of how the game can flow, and I am coming up with a vicious circle where each element needs one of the other elements and there isn't really any place to start. I am taking to Nomad about setting up the game so it will work smoothly, he seems a bit confused by the fact I am talking about video games, but he seems to play along for now. Upon finally coming to the conclusion that the earth level would be first, Nomad asks why I am talking about making a video game… I tell him this video game will be epic, with all these territories, it will make an excellent MMORPG. Nomad smiles and says that is awesome, we would make an MMORPG area for dreamers. I am a bit confused at first, then I think of something and tell him it is a great idea to use dreams to design parts of the game, maybe even most of it. Nomad says yeah, we should use dreams… dreams like this one! I look at him in a puzzled manner, he tells me this is a dream. That isn't making sense, I tell him we are designing a video game, not a dream…

Space Ark
I am with MoSh in the landing bay of the tower on the moon, we are going to go somewhere Q has told us about. I am lucid for the first time, and thinking I can't wait to see what kind of place Q has found this time. We get in our ships, MoSh gets in his ship with Asuka, I get in mine with Basara, and we launch from the tower. Before we have gone far we find a wormhole that Q has created, and we fly through the wormhole to a distant area of space. There is now a fleet of ships near us, ships flying through space going to somewhere I don't know. We fly over towards the fleet, and I see fighter ships around that look like the ships on Starfox… There is also one huge ship that looks like a section of a planet under a dome, the other ships are all flying around that one, which seems to be the one to be protected above all others. We make contact with them, and they give us permission to land, making me wonder if Q has been here before us to tell them we are coming… We land in the landing area, and there are some people there, they are talking about what the ship is for. Apparently they were able to get warning of their star going supernova, so they constructed this space ark, with a section of every kind of habitat from their home world and also a selection of all the different animals, so they would be able to start over on a new world. He says most of the space ark is wilderness, and they have to take care of everything to make sure no life is lost on the way to their new home.

Back to the Drawing Board
I am in a strange room, I know I am there to continue designing a video game, no doubt the one I was working on earlier. I am working on a puzzle part of the game now, testing it out to make sure it is working properly. The way to solve the puzzle is to step only on certain tiles and in the right order and use those tiles to reach the other side of the room. I do the jumps necessary to get across the room, I am wondering if it is the proper difficulty. Does it need to be harder? Easier? Have a difficulty setting? I'll have to give that some thought. When I am almost to the other side, I notice something wrong with one of the animated parts… there is a fan in a vent that is wobbling instead of spinning properly. So I get out of the game and enter a modeling mode, moving over to the fan and adjusting the size and shape of it to make it fit better. While I'm in the modeling mode, I adjust some walls and start adding a new room. In the new room there are two bodies that appear to be dead but will come to life and attack. This fact is actually betrayed by a slight twitch in the bodies that gives away the fact they aren't really dead. Now I just have to test to make sure they come to life at the right place to make the game challenging without making it impossible.

back to back nights with biz-baseball dreams. fuck me though. i waited awhile to type this up and a lot of it is gone. didn't take notes or anything.

Its All In The Bat (non-lucid)

My team is on the field and they've got a guy on first. The shortstop made an error and threw it to me at third base for some stupid reason and I was real made. The same guy made another bad decision. (My teammates always make errors when I dream of playing). I made a leaping catch for the final out.

My first at bat I struck out because my bat felt extraordinarily heavy.

Next time I was on deck a team mate gave me a choice between two bats and I chose the lighter one.

I got up with bases loaded. I hit I high fly ball and thought for sure it'd be caught, but it dropped in the gap in between first and right field. That won us the game 3-2.

Frags:

1. I was playing a video game with BroY. We were controlling a penguin and had to navigate and jump on platforms. I found a trick to make the penguin fly higher and therefore complete the course faster. "Congratulations" was displayed on the screen.

Joe was showing me a new virtual reality game. In the game we were on a giant pirate ship. The pirate ship was sinking rapidly, and we were trying to deploy the lifeboats. The lifeboats weren't shaped like canoes or anything of the like. They were like little pea pods and fit one person per pod. I got inside a blue pod and floated in the water. Once everyone was off board then we switched to bigger pods. Still very unefficient however seeing as they now fit about 5 people and we still didn't have any paddles or any means to control the boat. My exboyfriend was in the boat with me...Oh no. We'll call him JA.

Our little pod floated into a cave and went around a dark bend. In the corner there was a platform and a thing wearing a dark cape...Sensing our pod it turned around rapidly.

"Why hello there, earthlings!" It snarled. I recognized it at once...!!! It was the Slime Monster from one of my earliest childhood nightmares!!!

From the old TV show, Ghostwriter

"I would like a volunteer from the audience to come up here," it says. I don't trust it. A man steps out of the pod in the water and steps up onto the wet rock that the Slime Monster is standing on.

"I will show you guys what I am most hungry for...FRIED TONGUES!!!" It laughs evilly...Ew...The Slime Monster reaches down the man's throat and rips out his tongue. He devours the slippery tongue. Ew!

"Now my darlings, I am still not satisfied. RUN or I will eat your tongues too!" Everyone scatters from the boat. The goal now is to run to point A where you will be Safe. After escaping the cave I run down a set of rock stairs, like something from a castle, and then ran into a green hedge maze. He was chasing me, but he was very slow. I must have been totally scared out of my mind because the hedges in the hedge maze gave me no concern, I dashed through the hedges and finally made it to point A near the center, where a green frog exploded when I reached the target area (Frogger, anyone?). Next to me I saw a floating "B" and "C" and realized that I would have to run from this tongue loving lunatic several times over...

I think I told Joe that I didn't really like the video game because it was too nerve racking...

Is this not the most f'd up video game ever?

Fragment
My mouth rotted. I brushed my teeth like a crazy person, and it went away, but when I looked in the mirror my face was covered in green spots.
Yuck.

Picnic at school
I had joined a group. It was sort of like being vegetarian, only you weren't allowed to wear cotton. I was getting ready for school, but I was having issues finding cotton-free pants. Apparently I hadn't thought this through very well beforehand. I went to the bathroom and saw that Gracie was eating our of the litter box and pooing in the tub (which we had two of, for some reason). This was quite aggravating.

I went to school. B asked me why I was freaking out about the summer homework since we had all summer to do it. She bragged for a while about her amazing planning skills and how she wasn't freaking out because she knew exactly when she would do the homework. I told her that a month can go by really quickly, thinking of lucid dreaming. (I try to have at least 5 lucids per month, and often find myself near the end of the month with only a couple because up until then I'd thought I had plenty of time.) Apparently we needed a pass so we would be allowed to go to class, but I'd been absent the day before so I didn't have one. B asked me to go on a picnic with her family. I wondered why she wasn't going to class, but then figured she had a prep.

On the way to where we were going to have the picnic, I met up with a group of people who acted like they knew me and we were friends, but I'd never seen them before. They took my phone and walked off. I wondered if I would ever get it back, seeing as I didn't really know them. Then I saw that my friend A was with them, so at least I'd be able to track her down.

I went to a field, where B and her family were setting up for their picnic. We moved some chairs so they would be around a table and sat down.

Dolphins! (DEILD)
I decided to DEILD, and found myself back at the field where we'd been eating lunch, only now it was underwater. There was calm music playing. I was lying down on the grass, waiting until I was sure the dream was stable before I moved. A dolphin swam by and up to the surface. The dream looked like 3D video game graphics. Decent ones, but obviously fake. I think I briefly became a dolphin and swam to the surface before waking up.

Skiing on Pavement (DEILD)
I'd intended to go back to dolphin land, but instead I ended up on a ski slope with a road on one side and a city on the other. I was skiing uphill, so I turned around. Once again, it all looked animated. I looked at a dog running along the road, then stopped and looked down at the snow. When I looked back at the dog, it was like real life. I kept going. Someone said that this was Tokyo, and even though it looked nothing like Tokyo, I thought, Good, that means I'm already in Japan. Then I realized that I was just going to open a portal anyway, so it didn't matter where I was.

I was a series of swimming pools on my right, which looked epic. I jumped, using my skis to launch myself. It was awesome. I hovered at around tree level near the pools. There were several big, circular robot things in the water having a race and shooting at each other. I decided to ski past on the concrete. Although it was a restricted area, no one seemed to notice until they looked at the finish line pictures. "Wow, how did someone get up this high?" I heard one of them ask. "We should find this person!"

Idiots, I thought. Now what else was I going to do? Oh right, light sabers!!!

Just shoot the kids (DEILD)
I was lying down on the floor, looking out the window at some plants. Again, the visuals were crappy and music was playing. I didn't want to risk moving, but I could hear voices behind me. My POV turned around on its own, and I saw a mother pointing a cardboard gun at her daughter. The mother was threatening to shoot her daughter on the left. The daughter shouted "nooo!" and I wondered what was wrong with that mom until I realized that they were just kidding around.

"What are you, president of his fan club?"
"Hehehe... no. That would be your mother!"
~ Conversation between the Scout and the Spy, from Team Fortress 2's Meet the Spy

My friend Dylan loves FPS games. I also enjoy them, especially online multiplayer games like Team Fortress 2. Anyway, I was at Dylan's house playing his Xbox 360 together. I turned to him and asked him if I could borrow his The Orange Box video game set so I could get the games as well. He was reluctant at first, but then he gave in. Victory! Then, my mother came into Dylan's house and began to bicker with me about going home.

So close... soooo close...

"At the time of your appearing you will make them like a fiery furnace. In his wrath the LORD will swallow them up, and his fire will consume them."
~ Psalm 21:9

This one was epic. It was a video game dream, and those are always fun, and sometimes inspirational. The only downside to a video game dream is that, due to the fact that I saw it as a video game, I can not recall what exactly I did. I don't memorize what I'm doing while gaming unless I actually need to, and I didn't need to. So alas, I can only give a description of how the game worked.
There was a ghost with a bag. The ghost was a simple, cartoonish thing, and the ghost would go about a 2-D side-scroller platform level collecting stray spirits and avoiding enemies. It was like a treasure hunt, or a puzzle game, but it had a similar feel to Super Mario Bros. 2. The ghost was looking for stray malevolent spirits, mostly fire spirits. He would collect them in his sack and bring them to (this is so awesome) throw them in a furnace to burn for eternity! The incessant moaning became an annoying part of the game, though.

"brb/collecting spirits to thrust into a furnace for eternity."

All day yesterday I felt sort of drained. Even when I was doing active things, such as Karate, I felt like it was a struggle to keep my eyes open. Not sure what that was all about, but it made recall throughout the night a bit difficult.

1- Fading to Nothingness
The first part of the dream is indecipherable. Something to do with... karate, maybe. The vague feeling of failure. A convenience store? Or some place with a lot of shelves...

Later, I am lucid, but everything has gone weird. I am watching the dream from above; it looks more like a map than a scene. There is a circle of colored squares; each square represents a dreamer. The big blue square beside me is WakingNomad. He is giving us all instructions of some kind, possibly about shared dreaming. ((If I hadn't had my sun sound mp3 playing in my ears, I wouldn't have even realized that I had woken up a few seconds after this.))

2- The WTF Ghost Race
In school, but class is a video game. Our eventual goal is to dispel some nasty ghost pirates, but first we have to do a lot of random tasks. There is a map in the top right corner of my vision that has our goal markers on it. First, we are in a hallway that forks off into three other hallways. They all loop back around to the central one. Our goal is to run through these hallways in the right order for quite a good number of times. If we get the order screwed up, we have to start over. Our instructor tells us that the pattern is center, left, right. We run around for ages until we have achieved our first goal.

Next we have to meet up at the pirate king's gravestone. I am no longer paying much attention, because I have a major problem. For some reason, I accidentally brought a pocket knife with me, and I am worried that the teachers will find it and I'll get expelled.

3- Poor Undead Kitty
We are riding our bikes along the interstate, of all places. I am going faster than some of the cars, which surprises me. Am I really going 60 miles per hour on my bicycle? I abruptly lose balance and topple over, sprawling out face first in the emergency lane. Uninjured, I leap to my feet and move my bike from the middle of the road. Wow, I'm glad that didn't kill me.

My dad and brother have stopped to make sure I am okay. Hey, look! A cat! I walk over to the edge of the woods where a pitiful looking cat is standing, mewing helplessly. I notice that she is missing all her fur... Her skin is pink and purple like the Cheshire cat. "Aww, we can't just leave her here! Let's take her home with us!"

My dad looks at me skeptically. "I'm not taking care of any cat."

"You don't have to! I know Chris can't turn down a stray, so we'll be able to keep it."

My brother picks it up. It now has white, fluffy fur, but I don't notice the difference. We start walking home ((what happened to our bikes?)) when suddenly Steven freaks out. "Uh... we have a problem." Concerned, I go over to him to see what he's talking about. He holds the cat up, showing me it's underside.

Holy crap! The cat has a huge slash going all the way from it's chest to it's belly... AND IT HAS NO ORGANS! It's completely hollow! "How can she still be alive!?"

4- Hospitality and Time Warps
I am not myself; I am a guy who is aspiring to be a magician. Something terrible happens, and I end up staying with a kind old woman and her husband until I can fix what ever went wrong.

I think I just end up making it worse. I get stuck in some kind of time warp, and now I am apparently a famous hero. People who were supposed to be my companions now have no clue who I am, and they seem to worship me from a distance. A man named Fable, who I had gone to magic school with and who had beaten me numerous times is now a member of some sort of gang. He tells me that he's always admired my strength and wishes that he could become like me.

I'm Harry Potter, in what's sort of a pre-2005 video game environment. We've shifted into a circular hall in some sort of grand manor - an inheritance from my family. I've been using it as a base, as I'm on the run from a million and one different organizations. The hall runs in a circle, and the inner doors are decorated by massive arches that jut out from the stone walls.

I meet with my friends on the second floor, outlining a plan to get back at our opponents.

I choose Hermione from a list of avatars and I'm jumping around on the landings above the doors.

shift, and I'm at my childhood elementary school, looking up at the big brick building and vaulting over dark blue fences. I know that I'm dreaming. The entranceway is one story tall, an impossible leap. I'm concerned that I won't be able to make it, as I've been having trouble defying gravity lately. However, I call up the will, and effortlessly make the jump onto the roof. When I land, I can still feel the upward momentum. I feel like I should be floating, but I have both feet on the ground.

Back to being Harry, as a child, I talk to a woman who's coming out of a house. The entrance is lit up brightly behind her, and everything is blurry. The house is where a clump of bushes should be. I talk to her, and she invites me in. I think she's Lily.

Zoom out to view a fleet of battleships approaching Earth.

Gravity. Scare Factor: 2.

(original post dated 06/11/2008):

Dreamed that my aunt S was using my sewing machine to knit with, somehow. I wanted to remove the yarn in order to do some sewing, but didn't know if she was done with it yet, and my cousin Jenny wasn't much help because she didn't know. I had gotten a new pair of pants that, at first, looked really cool, but they were falling apart and had holes in them, which I had not realized when I bought them - hence the need to sew them up. Once I put them on, I was chagrined to discover that they were actually tacky snow-pants with a bright orange camouflage pattern on them.

Then, I was an imp cleaning up someone's house. And then, for some reason, we were also putting on this show, where we jumped from a platform into a lake below us, and I was an imp but also myself. Something about my swimsuit, I don't remember. I was debating a graceful dive vs. a back-flop (more in character for an imp) when the platform abruptly descended. The guy working it was asian and looked familiar but I couldn't make out who he was, and suddenly I was underwater and swimming back up to the platform before it ascended again.

Then I was playing a text-based MUD, and was debating whether to be a Paladin or a Monk, and decided to be a Paladin but specialize in unarmed combat and fist-weapons.

June 27, 2004:
I had this dream that I had Bunbun and a cat in cages, and they kept getting out, and I was afraid that the cat was going to eat Bunbun so I put her back in her cage, but every time I turned around she was back out of it.

In the end, I had to keep the cat in the cage and give up on keeping Bunbun in her own cage.

June 18, 2004:
Last night I had a dream that the cast of 8 Bit Theater was driving a jet plane down highway 41. I know there was a plot and stuff but I don't remember it, only that they eventually got the plane stuck in a hotel lobby.

June 30, 2004:
I had this dream I was fighting the forces of evil in a video game. Or else it was a theme park. But you accessed each room by going through a maze in virtual reality and entering little trap doors. In the end, I had to go to this one area, which had a pretty cool design scheme, and go to the "Jail", which was also technically a portal to Hell. Everything was on fire and the main boss I had to fight was impervious to normal weapons. I realized that in order to kill him, I was going to have to bring a mage with me or else get magical weapons (I was thinking of getting a gun with enchanted bullets). But I realized that enchanted weapons probably wouldn't be enough, nor would one person. So I raised an army and we went and stormed the building and brought that mofo down.