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I fell asleep thinking of the super moon eclipse, but was too tired to set my alarm clock to wake up to see it, so I thought " maybe I'll wake up to pee and check if the eclipse is happening at that time".
At some point I started dreaming that I had to wake up to see the eclipse, so I got out of bed, went to the toilet, then realized the figure on the mirror was of a man and shape shifted constantly. I realized I was still dreaming. Tried to wake up again, this time even got outside, but the landscape was a bit off, there was a huge forest and many people gathering around to see the moon, which was big and red. But I don't have such forest near my house. I was still dreaming. I think I had one or two more false awakenings until I finally woke up for good.
I did a RC to confirm this time I was really awake, I looked to the clock and saw that it was the exact moment of the half-time of the eclipse around here, 3:50 am. I grabbed a coat, went outside and the eclipse was at its peak, with a beautiful red moon in the sky. Still, I had to do another RC, because I kept seeing things quite extraordinary, like a huge dark flying shape in the sky (it looked like a dementor!?) or sparks of light, but I'm in the countryside, there's all sort of animals probably causing those sights: bats, insects... My dogs were pretty excited with my presence and offered me the certainty I was awake when they started biting my ankles.
Back to bed I had another false awakening, this time I thought I was waking up in my house in the morning, to find that bombs were dropping from the sky and star wars imperial walkers were battling on my land. Then I realized something was not right again, but honestly the impression I had was that dimensions were crossing over, not that I was dreaming. I ran around the house looking for my pets, to run away with them to safety, only to realize that my house was being slowly replaced bits by bits, by different realities, namely other spots in space-time continuum. So, my living room was still intact and normal, but opening a door to my room I would find a street with restaurants, entering the kitchen, it was now some kind of zoo, while on the other side of the house, in the garden, an intergalactic battle was taking place. I felt awed and saddened with the perspective that my house, my haven, my life, would disappear under whole new realities, buildings, events, that would not connect in any way with the memory of me and my loved ones. It was humbling.

I flew above earth... I felt big... and small at the same time. I felt love... I felt sadness... as I looked down to earth. My shining white long wings carried me slowly forward... At the same time I saw some russian commander planing destruction... small touch sensitive bomblets looking like candies... smiling devilishly... At the same time I saw destruction. Destroyed houses... I saw dead people... Lonely children. Impassive soldiers in tanks... desperate people... pain... And I wept. My tears were falling down like rain... I flew and I wept... I loved them all. I couldn't help anybody, I was ethereal...

Remarks:
Sad experience...
My wings were hundreds of meters long.
As I flew, I didn't move my wings.
WILD with about 20 subjective minutes length.

(I woke up a few times during the night and remembered literally NOTHING about my dreams. Which sucked because with all the lucids I've had lately, I may have had one and forgotten. I remembered only my dreams from my last leg of sleep.)

I was part of a special task force sent into this massive cave system to help take out these evil giant bats that could disintegrate people by hovering over them and letting off a sound/energy wave down at them. We fortified the cave system, adding rooms and barriers and such, but when the bats started coming there were thousands of them. The battle waged on and we were losing. So we retreated back to one of the rooms to formulate a plan. Our intel told us there was a cave path where only the baby bats lived, but they were also dangerous. We decided to take them out first, since they'd be weaker and we could figure out the behaviors and weaknesses of these bats. I had to run to the bathroom quick, and when I got back apparently they'd already passed out the guns and ammo. I asked about getting one and they told me to talk to some guy who was all decked out Rambo-style, but I couldn't get to him to get a gun. So I wound up following this task force unarmed. When we got to the tunnel, baby bats started pouring out of it. They were still pretty huge, and another battle took place. The people on the force were shooting them down with machine guns and such, and I was just running frantically from barrier to barrier looking for this guy to give me a gun.

I was checking eBay and I noticed my rating had shot down a crazy amount. So I looked into it and noticed people were leaving bad feedback about how I never pay, so I freaked out that someone had hacked my account. I looked all over my laptop trying to figure out how they did it, but to no avail. So then I went back to eBay to change the password on my account and hopefully reconcile with the support staff, but no matter where I looked I couldn't find a page to change passwords from. I was flipping out because the hacker was fucking with my shit as I looked, and this statue I wanted to buy ended that day and I neeeeeeded it but I doubted they'd sell it to me with my shitty history. I decided to literally 'clean' the viruses from my laptop, so I mixed a big white bucket up with water and vinegar and dunked my laptop in it. For some reason this satisfied me and I thought it was all good again. But the bad feedback was still there and I had no idea how to fix that. A friend of mine said they knew someone who worked at eBay that could help, so I went down to the corporate office to see her and she agreed to change my password for me. I have no idea how I got rid of the bad reviews though.

First dream

I was in school, sitting on a chair in a classroom. There were other students sitting there too. Teacher was talking about something I cannot recall, as I haven't focused on the lesson. I looked through the window at grim, gray sky. Suddenly I said aloud "It's going to be fun." And then sky became dark, and storm luds gathered. It started to rain.

[DILD] Resurrection - recurring dream, this time ending with LD

It was many years after portals were invented, and people had access to other dimensions. Many fantastical creatures came to earth. Some of them were hostile and started war, and some of them were just trying to survive. To stop banditry and fight against invaders, humans made a Confederation of Dimensions. Their mission was to capture criminalists, and fight off invaders.

I was walking with two business partners in a river, swamp valley between high mountains. We were taking remains from a battle that went on there, and cleaning tracks of bandits. I looked atop one of the mountains, and saw an orc encampent. We took some more stuff and went along the river side.

Suddenly I appeared in entrance hall of prison, chained with my two business partners. We were probably captured for helping bandits somewhere in the past, and now we were guided to portal, leading to a prison. The security officer told us to keep our hands in the air as we walked through crowded corridors of confederations outpost.

There were many people, and other weird creatures, whispering about us. I felt that my whole left hand is sweaty, I tried to put it down, but an invisible force tried to keep it in the air. Finally I managed to put it down, and the chain slept off my hand.

Security officer looked at me, and I looked at my hand. He ran for help, while I used this situation to run away. I took a path through old sports hall of the outpost, and ran away towards swamps. I jumped into lake, then went out of the water and hidden in bushes. Guards couldn't find me, so I went out of my hideout and swam to nearest buildings.

There was an industrial area supported by orcs. They built war machines there, to win wat with humans. I jumped out of the water and climbed up a fence. I looked at the square, and saw a woman with a child. She was a blonde woman in her fifties. Shea had blood soaked eyes and was wearing casual clothes - pale brown t-shirt and jeans trousers. She held a hatchet in her hand.

The child was a boy. He had dark hair and blood soaked eyes, and he was wearing casual clothes - a brown jacket and jeans trousers. There was a man walking on the square. Suddenly the woman charged towards him and hit him with the hatchet, killing him.

She dropped the hatchet down, and was preparing to eat the man, but I jummped down the fence, grabbed the hatchet with my left hand, and striked her in the back of her head. The boy escaped to the swamps. The strike was enough to knock her to the ground, and she couldn't stand up.

She tried to kick me, and I said "Try again, and I'll chop your legs off!" Then I turned around and ran away. Suddenly I realised this is a dream. I made a nose RC, and ran. But then I stopped, dropped down the hatchet and turned back. I walked back to the woman, and gestured with my left hand saying "Resurrect!"

My voice was changed a little, and echoed all around. I looked at my hand, and then looked at the woman. She changed, her hair turned white, eyes were green and no more blood soaked, and she was much younger, like she was 20 again. The resurrection must've had a rejuvenating effect. She told me to come closer, and gave me a kiss.

After we stopped kissing, I thought about going on an adventure, but suddenly everythin turned black and I woke up.

Training with warriors

It was in the middle of barren land. I was standing on a hill side, surrounded by warriors in full plate mails. We were training for a great war.

Bus drive

I went out of my home, and entered the bus at the bus stop. People were talking about nothing in particular. I was looking through the window. It was dark, spring day. Storm clouds were gathering on the sky.

#424 - DILD - 5:33AM

My sister in law M has a runners backpack on. It looks a lot like the picture below but it all white with red trim and is made of soft, dry-wick, polyester. I really want one of my own for when I start cycling back up as well as trail running. I tell my wife I really want one as I look it up on my phone. The brand is called 'Calender 3' and the model is 'Delilah'. Hmmm sounds girly, but I still like it. I see it costs $30 and I tell my wife that it's not a bad price. I wake up really hoping this backpack is real.



it's almost 4am so I get up, use the bathroom, and get a drink — generally milling about for a few minutes. I decide to lay back down and spend some time meditating but pass out quickly.

I am playing some sort of war game on an arcade machine, but I realize that everything I am doing is actually a real battle. I see several other arcade machines lined up next to me and I decide to call in the others to help. Everything is set up outside in near a war torn, dilapidated building. I round a corner and shout, "Hey." someone fires a shot but misses. I use my cell phone to signal so they know it's me. I call out for 5 troops and the come. I realize only 2 or 3 are left so I tell them all to come. One looks like an Imperial Officer from Star Wars.



My daughters come to join the war game and I set my older up on a fighter jet game. My younger is going to be my co-op player 2 on my game. I have some issue with the buttons and the front has extended like a long table. I have to climb to reach the player 2 button. My son gets in my seat and falls and hits his head. I yell harshly at my younger daughter because she didn't stop him. Then I feel bad for yelling and apologize to her as I hold my crying son on the couch. My older daughter is player her game but she is attacking the wrong country, Japan. I know they will for sure break from the alliance now. Think she may as well do as much damage as possible. I watch as she is flying close to skyscrapers and shooting out windows. The fires off a few rockets but doesn't do much damage. She finally crashes into a building and laughs.

I stand up and now I am in the living room at home. My daughter and I have some conversation about what just happened and somehow I decide this is all a dream. I say, "I've decide this is a dream." The world almost crashes here, but I stabilize by jumping up and down around the house.. The sensation brings everything back to vividness. I randomly decide to do pull-ups on the chandelier over the dining table. I feel my muscles tense and I wonder if I am some how benefiting from this exercise. I decide to make it 'harder' so I extend my legs forward to the ceiling as I continue pull-ups. I feel physical muscle strain now. This almost wakes me up so I stop and swing off the chandelier into the living room area (it's actually all one big room).

My son is trying to get outside and I stop him at first, but remembering its a dream, I take him outside with me as we adventure. I decide to have fun in the car and I take time to put him in the car seat. I know it doesn't matter, but it makes me feel better to do this. I wonder if I will have difficulty and waste time fumbling with things, but everything goes smoothly. I hop in the driver seat and turn the key. The car is positioned wrong and I have to back up and turn around. I reverse it and then slam it hard into 'drive' and peel out as I leave the drive way. I drive fast without stopping at intersection and make several random turns. I come to a traffic light and weave around the stopped cars, cutting the others off. I quickly lose interest in driving and my visual weaken. I have to focus the dream back and decide I need to bring the joy ride to an end. I see the road ends at the doors of a department store so I floor it. The effort of the gas pedal make my foot extra tired.

We crash through the glass and now I am standing in the mall holding my son. There is an extra large RC car about the size of a shopping cart in front of me. It's plowing through kiosks and stands. A young woman in a grey dress screams and runs away. Jerry from work says something about my driving a car into the mall again. Again? I've never done this. A security guard runs up to stop the car shouting the same thing as Jerry. I wake up.

School - fragment

I recall walking in school. It was cold, winter afternoon. The corridoor was empty. I was walking alone.

War for the lemonade

A guy named Phineas made his own lemonade factory in my garden. He produced many brews. People could give him recipe, and he'll produce them their favourite beverages. One old man get there for his receipt, and get "cubbage lemonade". Phineas told I think it might be spoiled! But the man told him Don't worry, it's the taste of 80's!. But soon Phineas's factory couldn't work quicker. One day people started complaining, I was among them only to ensure the conflict would grow. The argue started a great war. Next day everyone was preparing. Suddenly I realised my mistake, but it was too late. Factory workers with Phineas as their leader prepared battlefield. Armies were marching towards the battlegrounds. When armies crossed their ways I shouted I won't fight! I'll treat wounded! The army of people was in worse situation than Phineas, as he made many traps and armor. They wanted to negotiate, so I decided to help them. Suddenly a window popped up, telling that I advanced to "Plumber Devil". Everyone was laughing from me, but I taken my new form. Everyone around turned into devils, lesser demons angels and lesser goodly beings. I was attacked by angel, negotiations brought nothing and battle started. Last glimpses of it I saw from top down perspective.

Morning of February 2, 2015. Monday.



At first, I am in a privately owned store that sells primarily older collectable Matchbox cars. The counter is a rectangular area in the center of the large main room with an additional internal area for the owner/cashier who is an older male. I look at the various merchandise, some of which is in square shallow wells in the outer area (over a slightly slanted section) and some of which is more carefully arranged behind glassed-in shelves in lower areas; some of the Matchbox cars with the original box as sold. Many of the die-cast toy cars in the wells are missing smaller areas of paint. In one section, I look at a few different yellow bulldozers, Ground Grinders, and cranes. I pick up one that looks just like a Taylor Jumbo Crane number 11 from the 1960s. (There are also Dodge Crane Trucks and several others.) I get a false memory of it being from the 1970s, but the man mentions something about “optical illusions” when I talk about it and the invalid associated time period (but using a different term, I believe) and I look underneath to see the date 1989 appearing three times in close proximity, including the copyright symbol.



There are other people in the store including two unknown girls that seem to be shopping together. I eventually notice that there is a large flat screen television near the front of the store. It is showing an adult movie but of which is supposedly only a television show (of which I do not know the name of). A lovemaking scene is apparently beginning, but the man’s erection is actually an artificial device but which is otherwise somewhat realistic (and seems to “operate” somewhat like a miniature crane) - this being done relative to some sort of television standard where certain things cannot be shown. This still does not make much sense to me and is apparently a violation of the broadcasting law even as it is. The girls laugh, though more in shock and surprise at the show even though there is no actual nudity.

From here, there is an attempt to rob the store, it seems. The door is then actually locked from the inside with the present customers still in the store - which implies that the store owner must have known that the criminal was already on his way. Being somewhat concerned about this seemingly powerful burglar eventually breaking down the door as he pounds and pushes upon it (apparently with superhuman strength), I use some sort of ability to turn everything into steel including the door and doorway being one solid section.

There is a slight shift and I am outside in the same part of town and a man (perhaps the same robber) makes an announcement, shouting “not everyone here is human” (as if trying to divulge a conspiracy to all the members of the public in the area).

“You got that right,” I say (emphasis on “that”) as I immediately effortlessly fly upwards into the sky (seemingly being the only one in the region who is “not human”), doing this too quickly for anyone else to pose a threat. After flying around for awhile and enjoying the scenery, I land back near the same area. For some reason, I am aware of the robber being a part of a street gang and there being some sort of turf war. I decide to damage “his” area of the street, which is across the street from the store from the first part of my dream. I lift my hand and cause machine gun fire to spray the entire length of buildings on that side of the street. There is no gun; the bullets are just materializing from the motions of my right hand and putting large holes in all the buildings, with a lot of noise.

Later, my wife and another (unknown) female get out of a convertible and have a meal in one of the bullet-ridden restaurants. As I was the one who had done this, I do not feel wary in joining them at a small round wooden table (we are the only ones there other than the owner).

The scene shifts again and I am flying northwards over La Crosse. I fly into the back area of the King Street boarding house, up and over the back stairs, flying through the hallway. Now flying somewhat slowly, I see my wife in the hallway, as she had been looking for me. “Pardon me, just passing through,” I say to the other tenants. She smiles up at me and we leave through the front entrance, her walking down the steps though I am still flying slowly until we leave the building.

Finally we are all sitting in a convertible. My wife (the implied driver) is in the front seat with the other female and I have transformed into the Silver Surfer, sitting in the back seat behind my wife. However, we are all now sleeping until some sort of (scheduled?) event begins in a week or so, which seems related to a new Marvel movie. I soon look at myself (seeing my face as the Silver Surfer’s from semi-disembodiment perspective) and think about waking up and do, even though I was not lucid at any point throughout my dream.

Just two short fragments. I will not be able to post any dream for the next couple days as I am going on a short holiday, let's hope I have a lucid while I am over there. That would be cool .

Non-Lucid
Questioning
Lucid

Fragment One:
I am in a war, defending a castle. There are multiple waves of soldiers coming from trenches wearing gear that looked like it had to be from WW1. I was carrying a sniper and started shooting soldiers that were advancing to the final trench. I downed four of them and saw a cow that looked out of place (don't know why I didn't become lucid because of this.) It looked like it was out of a cartoon and I shot it four times before it fell. My view then completely changed and I was a soldier in the trenches running towards the cow's owner. He seemed very distressed and I told him we should cook and eat the cow to honour it's memory. I touched the cows corpse and some cooked steaks from minecraft appeared. We both began to eat the steaks before the dream faded.

Fragment Two:
I was at a university of some kind and carrying a project I hoped to impress some judges with. I'm not totally sure what I was but I somehow dropped it and began to chase after it as it bounced away. The scene changed and I was at a port where my project was about to fall into the ocean. Another student that was much faster than me began to chase it as well. He passed me and as the project dropped off into the water. The other student jumped off onto the ocean and began running on the water. I dived into the water and wondered mid-air how on earth this guy was not sinking. I hit the water but seemed to be ultra bouyant and bobbed right up again. The other person ran towards me and dragged me out of the water before I woke up.

- Have my second Lucid.
- Have a conversation with a DC.
- Fly.
- Find my Dream Guide.

Okay, so I'm sitting down, playing some video games (I realize I need a life, so don't tell me) but now there's a war going on.(scene change) I have no idea why though. I disguise as an enemy and injure myself. Ooh, yes everybody else is dying. Now it's time for me to stab the stupid combat medic, though I end dying trying to stab everybody else. now I am lucid and decide to rewind time (in the most literal way possible, winding time around my finger) Of course I kill everybody this time.

It is a very dark night, darker than a new moon. A bike race that's like twenty feet and I win. Oh, and I remember being at this random castle that's pitch black.

Something to do with trench warfare in WW1, only it seemed as though they were wearing some kind of armor over their head and body that could deflect bullets. A rush started and the dream was following the narrative of one guy. He took a couple of hits in the armor, then someone started shooting him in the arm. Five or six bullets went in and he fell behind the cover of a tree stump and started bleeding out. He wished that he had never joined the army and stayed at home with his family on a farm.


Earth was now in orbit around Jupiter somehow all the moons of Jupiter were visible in the sky. (Mysteriously lacking the king of planets though.) I was pointing them out to someone that I was standing with in the parking lot of the supermarket in my town. I think that the moons were my doing.

"That's Europa, and That's Io, and That's Ganymede and that's- also Europa?"

There seemed to be slightly varied duplicates of each moon. I started to question why each moon was exactly the same size in the sky. They all orbit at different distances and are different sizes. Also why are there duplicates of some? How is earth surviving in the orbit of Jupiter?! Wouldn't everything freeze out this far from the sun?

*Wakes up*

Rats. Well I didn't fall asleep until pretty late last night, so I suppose that explains the sour recall.

I guess that dry spell is broken...

I was watching the final episode of Legend of Korra. In it, Aang appears as an old man and everyone asks how this is possible. He says that he faked his own death so that the world could actually have two avatars. (Um... okay, I don't think that it works like that, but it's a dream.) Also, elderly Aang looks just like the way he did as a child save for he has a long beard and bags under his eyes.

He used this energybending move that caused all of these blue orbs to fly everywhere. It had something to do with focus. He would then select one orb that was the move that he wanted to do. He tries to teach the move to Korra, but she doesn't understand it and gets frustrated. (Of course.)

He then decides that he wants to try it on me. The dream shifts to my garage and Aang is a real person now, only he's a kid now and he has hair like in season three. There is a mirror in the garage and I look into it to see what I look like. For some reason my hair is black has all of these dark brown highlights that look like stripes.

Aang wants to try to use energy-bending on me to make me better able to lucid dream. He asks that I cast a magical field to filter off any negative side effects. I hold up my hand and concentrate on creating a feild and nothing happens, but he seems to think its there. Aang then creates dozens of orbs around the room and begins connecting them. He then fires a bluish white ray at me from his hands that causes me to wake up.


I was walking around my subdivision by the lake when I nose pinched and realized I was dreaming. There was some sort of presence that felt very scary or dark in this location so I decided to fly far away. I put my hands down and turned on my flying jets, and focused on a cloud up above. The sky was a rainbow of strange colors going from crimson red to orange to a yucky shade of yellow, with bluish-gray clouds.

As I got closer, I noticed that the cloud didn't look very cloudy. It looked solid. I slowed down and ran my hand along it. It was solid ice; a solid ice cloud! I then noticed what looked like a tunnel into the cloud. I flew into it and eventually met a high-tech looking steel door. I heard a voice on the other end and someone let me in.

...

I was with Marcus, inside his ice cloud base. He explained to me that the base was actually a secret ship and coolant was pumped to the exterior so that the ship would be covered with ice and condensation to disguise it as a cloud. (That's actually a really good idea, assuming you have enough power to keep the ship aloft with all the extra weight.) He was fighting this alien race called the Fraxnor.

Just then an alarm sounded. A fraxnor was in the base. I saw him out of the corner of my eye and started chasing him. There was a plot in play here that this ship/base was very secret and we didn't want anyone fraxnor who found it to get out alive. I started chasing him, he was about seven feet tall, walking on long triple-jointed legs and huge feet. He had two sets of arms, four eyes, and a small ball-gut style body, and he was the yuckiest shade of puke-brown with wrinkly alien skin. And he could run.

He got to his ship, in the hangar. I jumped into a fighter spacecraft and Marcus followed me. We fired on the guy again and again, but his ship was just a hair faster than us and was getting away. A health bar showed up and it would take one more hit to kill this guy.

Then I looked below us. There was a huge war going on, and the original terrain of my subdivision and town had been replaced with a barren planet of craggy rock formations. The yucky yellow sky remained though. There were four or five space warships and hundreds of fighters on each side. Basically a full-on star-wars style battle. But our mission was to get the one who got away.

"We'll never catch him now."

My lucidity refreshed.

"Not like this, we won't!"

I pulled what I assumed was the eject lever and shot out of the space fighter. I broke away from the ejector seat's restraints with brute strength. I looked down at the escaping fighter. Flying jets on, and I shot after him.

This guy was fast, and I really had to gun it to catch him. I've never flown this fast while flying before, and my booster flame sounded less like a flamethrower and more like the whine of a turbojet. I came down into the canyon, on top of the fraxnor's fighter. He looked up out of the canopy at me and opened his mouth. I could assume he was screaming, though I couldn't hear squat.

The dream got blurry at this point, but I think I wrecked his ship. When it crashed, he tried to get out, but I punched him in the face.

Spoiler for violence and bad things in a school:

I was in what felt like my own high school, but it had three floors rather than two. The first thing I recall is all of these people fighting with knives and guns.

I then recall coming across this infirmary area. All of these people are in hospital beds and they all have these really weird and gross ailments. On one cot this really fat guy keeps giving birth to these tiny babies. There are two or three dozen of them laid out on a towel next to him. In another cot this lady has a basketball-sized pimple on her forehead with blood vessels, it almost seemed to pulse. There are some nurses clustered around trying to treat it.

I go downstairs to the first floor and see that there is a school dance going on. The dance was a blue and white theme and there were blue and white balloons everywhere. My parents were there and they wanted me to find a girl and dance with her, but I told them that I would rather just get the heck out of this school.

I then looked around at the dancing crowd. All of the boys were wearing white sparkly speedos and all of the girls had what were basically blue sparkly bikinis. (So don't ask me how this made it past the school dress code, but we already have guns and knives in the school so I guess this goes too.) My parents showed me that they had one of the sparkly speedos for me and told me that if I wanted to dance, I still could.

I was trying to get out of the school by leaving on a school bus. I was talking to this guy who was on the seat behind me. Then somebody fired a tracer round in an attempt to take down a surveillance drone and it grazed the guy in the back of the head. He fell down, but he was probably just shocked, he couldn't have been dead, he wasn't actually hit. I then saw the sniper shooting from the second floor were the window of the school had been broken out. I saw a platoon of tanks rolling up to the school. The whole school was a war zone. There was some explanation to this, that the school had changed its curriculum or something.

Something to do with a new music building being added to my high school. It has all of this wood paneling and all of this bamboo growing out around the sides.


There was some crazy war going on where two armies were fighting over a supply of peanut butter.

The battlefield is this huge open meadow, surrounded by thick woods. There are a couple of mountains in the distance. The area sort of has a minecraft feel to it, though nothing appears to be made of blocks. I also recall seeing a cartoon drawing that was a map of the battlefield and contained the tactics used by the armies with drawings of cartoon soldiers killing one another. The map was drawn on very high quality parchment paper.

The battle began. One army was clad mostly in steel armor and used swords. All of the men in this army looked really short, and they all looked the same. They appeared to be the more formal army. [Dream Logic]They also had trebuchets that were launching large jars of peanut butter at the enemies that would explode on impact. The peanut butter was sticky and supposedly would slow down the advance of the enemy. [/Dream Logic]

The other army was a small band of tribal men with long dark hair who rode on horseback. They had a very native-american feel to them. They fought with spears and bows mostly. Although they seemed inferior in numbers their tactics and skill in combat was impressive.

Somehow I got into the fight. A group of the steel clad men came after me. I became partially lucid. I started fighting with them; running at them and disarming one. I took his sword and used it to cut down a couple of others. One ran at me from behind, yet somehow I could sense him coming. (Partial lucidity?) I threw him over my left side, both stabbing him and taking his sword. Dual wield. I turned to see what looked like a lieutenant of the steel army readying a bow. (His armor was fancier, I assumed he was important.) I threw one of the swords and it stuck right in his face impaling him.

I then see a couple of the tribe men charging at me on horseback. I throw the other sword, that for some reason becomes a spear when I throw it. It strikes the leader in the leg and also injures his horse who falls over and the whole group trips over him and falls down on him in an almost comedic fashion. A couple of guys manage to get out of the confused pile of horses and charge me. I pick up another sword and get ready to fight when the dream changes.

...

Somehow or other I found myself in my living room. Manei was there, laying on the couch. And for some reason or other I didn't quite grasp that I was dreaming. I thought for some reason that I was awake and imagining that she was there. Something was amiss.

For some reason I still had a spear on me from the previous dream. I was examining it a little, and spinning it around like a bo staff. (Not sure how, though, the living room in our house is tiny.)

She told me that she was upset because she had gotten in trouble with her guide, and that she overall wasn't feeling well. I did my best to be understanding, but I don't think I've ever seen her not all happy and bubbly like she usually is until now. Not having the best grasp of dream/reality didn't help either. I didn't really know what to do, so I dropped the spear and sat down on the other couch across from her, and the dream faded out.

I wonder if I could find Manei's guide and talk to him/her. That's either a really good or really bad idea. The bottom line is: I'm getting somewhere, albeit slowly.

11 November 2014

Now this dream actually had a back story. I cannot remember how I came to know the story but I have vague memories of flashbacks withing the dream. The story went like this. Long ago there was an order of individuals who had dreams of world peace. I do not remember if the group had a name so I will just call it The Order. The Order worked hard towards that goal of peace. They were an underground team of vigilantes and they sought out to surreptitiously influence the zietgiest as well as the ruling government parties. I cannot remember for certain how they did this but they did and I have feeling that a huge part of it was through force (ie eliminating certain harmful individuals). The Order was centered somewhere at Johnson County Community College and word of their actions began to surface. They were feared by oppressors and revered by the general populace. It seemed inevitable that the order would slowly move out from the shadows and more directly impact the world. Soon The Order was able to establish itself as a political party and somehow, I cannot remember exactly how, The Order established itself as a ruling government entity and was able to assume arbitrary jurisdiction over a small area and the college was the capital of this new state. While the state was small The Order was able to more greatly influence the world as a ruling entity.

It was at around this point that things went south. Now The Order did things in secret and they had many ways of hiding themselves. At some point, The Order began to disagree as to how they should continue doing this. Some believed that the best way to hide was by jumping over rooftops and staying off of the ground. Other believed that the best way was to gather in groups of at least twenty and hide by walking under realistic life sized house costumes. In other words, these guys believed that the best disguise was a giant walking house. The former came to be known as Jumpers and latter came to be known as House Walkers. While this argument may seem silly and trite but it was taken very seriously. Much so, in fact, that it caused The Order to divide and go to war. The House Walkers were able to suppress The Jumpers and assume control of The Order and, therefore, the entire state. It turned out, though, that it was not just the method of hiding that the House Walkers wanted done differently. It was the way they ran the state and the way we influenced the world. The House Walkers dreamed of bringing about a new world order; a utopia of perfect equality and collective ideals, only then would peace truly reign. They saw subjugation as a means of liberation and soon the state saw a dark era of oppression and tyranny at the hands of the new Order. And as a government power their influence was having an adverse effect on the rest of the world. The Jumpers were suppressed but they were not dead. They refused to stand by and watch as the House Walkers undermineded everything that The Order had worked for. The war continued in the shadows, away from the public eye...just like before.

My role in the dream was sometime after all of this took place. I was working for the Jumpers in the capital building that was once my college. While The House Walkers did have control over the building we were able to hide among them like blades in the crowed. I was a high ranking officer in the Jumper community and was notorious for my skill. As such, I was given a special suit that allowed by to jump even higher and faster than before. I was given a mission; to deliver a package to a former member of our cause. Needless to say, The House Walkers had made traveling by rooftop illegal so I had to be extra careful.

I do not remember exactly how I got there but I did. I made it to the neighborhood where a childhood friend of mine was now living (it was actually really was my old childhood home). When I got to her house, I thought that I could sneak in through the window as to not draw too much attention to myself but somehow I managed to eject myself from the suit as I began my jump. So the mechanical suit made it to the roof...but without me in it. I decided to leave it there and get it back later because I knew the longer I stayed here the greater risk I assumed of getting captured. I decided to just go in through the front door (which happened to be in the garage). That's where I was met by a childhood friend of mine named Nichol. Now Nichol was not happy to see me. There were two other kids who were slightly younger than her living there. She was afraid for herself and her family. She knew that if The House Walkers saw me in there they would kill her and her family. Without even letting me speak she shooed me out. It was all that I could do to get one word out as she frantically tried to get me out of her house. She pushed me out and closed the garage door so that I could not get back in. I was unable to deliver the package.

I would have gone back for my suit but I no longer had time. I saw a giant walking house moving by as I began to climb. Seriously, what a dumb idea for a disguise. I decided to leave the suit and head back to my car which just so happened to be there I just prayed that the Walkers would not recognize me. My heart raced as they parked the house right there in the middle of the parking lot and one by one they poured out of the house. There had to have been at least 60 of them. I quickened my pace as one began to walk in my direction. I was able to get to my car with no problems and made my way back to JCCC. As I drove my car down the sidewalk I took a moment to contemplate the situation. My suit was there now and I was certain that the Walkers would confiscate it. No doubt Nichol would be interrogated by the Walkers but, knowing her, I was sure she would feign ignorance; she was never the type to turn on a friend, no matter how frightened she may have been. I was not worried about the suit. It was traceable and there was no doubt in my mind that we could get it back. I was mainly worried for my friend Nichol. Even if the Walkers believed her my presence alone was enough to severely compromise he security. There was no doubt in my mind that she would feel compelled to relocate.

Trivia
Modus Operandi of The Order is similar to that of The Assassins in Assassin's Creed

Oct. 31, 2014

I went inside a dorm. I was hiding from some... teens? I talked to a person there.

Before that, I was in my unit in the upper floors. Balcony. A woman appeared. A warning of war or battle. Something or someone hits the wall of the balcony from outside. An intruder. The woman disappears.

I went back in the room. I have to escape. There was an elevator, but it was too slow. I decided to take the stairs. The elevator opens; it's empty.

I was inside a dorm. Hiding. Worried. I talked to a woman there. From the second floor, I was in the upper floor when I saw some teens outside approach. I think the woman said they were the ones after me. I think we're on a border of some sort.

I went outside on the other side through the window. I stood on some extensions, about 4 meters off the ground, and I wasn't afraid. I saw a teen pass by the window but didn't see me. The woman was talking to them.

When I felt it safe, I climbed down.

I hid behind some trees or stuff and observed the ones who are supposedly after me.

NOTES:

- I've been doing 9 purification breathing, guru yoga, dakini visualization and focusing on lotus with A on the throat for about a few days by this time. I must say, I seem to remember dreams better.