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07.11.2010

Enter Jim (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can do this. Running toward the red metal banister lining the platform between step, I make to jump over it, but screech to a halt in hesitation, fear. I can fly to the top. I know I can. Peering over the edge I see there are several flights of stairs above me and a seemingly endless drop below.

This is a dream, right. . ?

Right.

I leap off the edge, soaring out in a wide arc before falling, down, to a certain death. A burst of denial keeps me airborne, and I shoot up to the very top of this brightly lit, overly windowed building. A school, I think. There's a railed ledge at the top, spanning out over everything below, casting a thin shadow as it greedily eats up the hot light from the sun above. People—friends—look at me strangely, but I could care less. I'm gonna have some fun with this one.

Up and out, I climb, bursting through the glass ceiling only to find the building is alone, on a grey, mossy rock, in a void of white of nothing. Within moments of my discovery, scenery starts to form around the building. High snow-covered cliffs, white fluffy clouds, rushing rapids pouring over rough rocks, and a huge cerulean lake surrounding the school, snap into existence right before my eyes. Screw goals, screw DGs, screw deeper meaning, I'm free as a bird and I feel like spreading my wings.

Soaring across the landscape, I twist and dive about, skirting the top of the rapids, picking up speed. The exhilarating freedom of flight overwhelms my senses, and on a whim I decide I want to try and see Raven. Flying headfirst across the ground, I put my arms out in front of me and tear at the fabric of space and time, sending my world into blackness. . . .

A figure forms in my vision, blurry, indistinct. I wonder who, or what, it could be as I fly through the nether. Within seconds, new landscape begins coming into focus, slowly and in bursts, like the initial load of a large video game map. The figure becomes more defined; it's a boy, a young man around my age with deep brown hair and piercing eyes. I follow him as he jumps into a small clear-water pond. Treading in the water as I float above, he mouths something, but I can't hear him; all I get is a ethereal sense he's trying to communicate. Flustered, he tries again, and this time an echoing, almost synthesized, phrase escapes his lips: “Are you alive?”

Now it's my turn to be flustered: “Of course I am.” He grins at me before taking off, running further up into this new, colorful, mountainous, landscape. I keep up as best I can, until we come to the opening *large pipe built into the rocks. A waterslide.

“Prove it!” The boy leaps into the pipe and is swallowed by the dark. Dropping to the ground, I approach the pipe, and with only minor hesitation leap into it. Gravity takes over as my body falls through the twists and turns of the slide and its cold rushing water.. I let out a yell, to show my liveliness to this boy, but I feel silly. Suddenly, I stop, dead in my tracks.

Odd.

The plastic tube stuck firm against my exposed back, I try to restart my descent. With some luck, it works and the ride continues, but it doesn't last long. I'm trapped again, and this time I'm not getting out by traditional means. I spend the next few minutes traversing the piping, climbing strange obstacles, with no end in sight. At the rate I'm going, I'll never see the daylight again. But with some effort on my part, the next bend takes me into the light, onto a grassy ledge, where a figure stands, overlooking a vast rocky expanse. It's the boy from before, but he's not a boy anymore, he's an adult, and there he stands with the poise you'd expect of a politician or military leader.

I approach him, and our conversation begins. His name is Jim, and he's here to teach me. He says he'll be stalking me ferociously over the next few nights, tracking me, watching me. Furthermore, he wants to know what kind of car I typically drive.

“What kind of car I drive?”

“Yes, it's important we supply you with cars you're familiar with.”

“Erm, I typically don't do much driving in dreams.” I can't help thinking this conversation is getting weird. What do cars have to do with anything. . . ?

To be continued. . . . Maybe. . . .

Failed A-TotM (dild)

I'm back in high school. Teacher is handing out melted chocolate bars. Bell rings, into the hall. Some chick pulls me into the bathroom and demands I fuck her. This shit never happens to me. I must be dreaming. I want to try the A-TotM (advanced task of the month). I exit the bathroom and enter my house? I phase through the window and hop onto a motorcycle.

The bike goes real slow but that's fine. I am cruisin' and thinking of a building that says "DV" or something. A little green house catches my eye. I jump off and head 'round back because the front is boarded up.

I pass a uh lower class family eating outside. "What are you lookin' at?" The father said. His wife stands up and curls her fists. I quickly grab a knife, take aim, and throw it at the father's head. Success. The wife throws two knives at me and cuts me. I pick the entire family up with TK and quickly slam them into the ground. Creating visual gusts of air in the process. End.

Water Water Everywhere (v-mild?) Gun In The Workplace (deild) The Most Beautiful Women In The World Is Average Looking (deild)

Long dream about work. I am have to keep stopping because my boot is broken and my belt is too loose. Wardrobe malfunction. I wake up, take notes, and fall alseep visualizing my broken boots and repeating my mantra. Back in the dream I recogtnize the boots. I am dreaming. I head outside and pass a fat guy on the way out. I train carrying dinosaur fossils rumbles along the rails. I try to fly up to a platform above the train but can't. I try again using a 3 step method and it works. I pass the platform and keep going, its a nice day and a nice view of the town settled at the base of roaming hills. I fly higher, above the building, turn around and see nothing but water and giant waves. I turn to the town and see water crashing over the hills. The space beneath is flooded and the water rises above me. I lose vison but remain still. I feel minor virbations.

I am quickly back inside my work building. Floating. Zero gravity. Objects float around me. I land and go and grab a gun from a toolbox. I pop off a few rounds at a fire extinguisher but nothing happens to it. A co-worker then comments on my boots. Whatever. I go to explore but lost vision. I think I woke up again. I don't move. Minor vibrations. Same thing. I am back in my place of employment.

The last sequence I choose to withold.

1. I'm part of Ganondorf's wedding party. The ceremony is to take place in a skyscraper, which we enter through a doorway labeled "Weddings for Demons." As we ride up the fully mirrored elevator, I take note of my dress. I'm in all black with a long coat, and pull out a magnum from a side pocket. Others on the elevator roll their eyes and tell me to put the damn gun away.

2. A bunch of college friends and I are in a zombie apocalypse theme park, almost like laser tag. We're gearing up for the first round, and the only improvised weapons we can find to use are musical instruments.

3. I'm racing RC cars with my friend Q. We're on a farm so there's plenty of space, and my RC motorcycle rips along the paths to take a strong lead. I soon miss a turn, however, and the vehicle ends up falling into a lake. A bunch of rednecks are swimming, and they start to throw the motorcycle deeper into the water and fry its electronics. I drop my controller in the water too and start to cry.

4. Someone has time-traveled back to make the Confederacy beat the Union, and I'm watching the ripple effects as they take place in the present day. Surprisingly, not much changes, but all the advertising signs become much more blatant and stereotypically Southern.

Unusual circumstances on this night. Took B-Complex in the evening, about 5 hours before sleep. Didn't get to sleep until I was really tired. Woke up after just 3 hours of sleep to drive roommate to the airport. Was out of bed for about an hour total. Returned to sleep and had the lucid, technically in my third sleep cycle. The rest of the dreams were all very random, but more exciting then my usual boring dreams.

Rooms, Sprinklers, Flying
Lucidity C
Vividness B
Control D
0730: The beginning is jumpy and difficult to recall. I don't seem to have a dreambody, I'm just watching like a movie. It's in a house at a fancy dinner party. A few old people are talking about arranging to meet at a restaurant or country club. Then it's like a commercial. A young woman in a formal dress and hair styling peeks into the room and recommends watching a TV show. Someone asks, which TV show... Buffy? Then I recognize the girl as Alyson Hannigan from that show.

At some point, I sense that I have a dreambody and I am in the house alone. But maybe it has changed into my work office? I step into a room with tall windows all along the far wall. Sunlight is shining brightly through. The floor is grass instead of carpet! The grass is overgrown and spotted with weeds. I think to myself that someone in the office should maintain the grass. I think the new employee should have to do it as an initiation.

I walk out the side door of this room. It leads outdoors and now I am in the side yard of my old house on Daisetta. It's a narrow concrete strip that leads to the backyard. I walk to the backyard and it's fairly familiar. Except there are a row of short fake palm trees lining the lawn. They have big plastic bananas hanging from them and I think it looks really tacky. The sprinklers are on and they are really strong. The water shoots about 6 feet high and is soaking the whole yard, not just the grass. I start to think this is weird. But I don't want to get wet so I turn and run back into the door I came out of. In the Daisetta house, this should be the garage but it's still the room with grass. I notice the size of the room is about right for the garage though. Now sprinklers are on in here too! Ok, I really must be dreaming and I tell myself to do a reality check. I run through one more door to be out of the water.

I plug my nose and confirm I'm dreaming. Yay! I remember that it's been a long time since being lucid. I had a scene in mind but I'm not sure how to get there from here, so I go outside and just start flying toward the horizon. But my flying sucks! I can only hover a few feet off the ground and move very slow. Then I remember one of my cues to invoke the Superman schema: Lois Lane is in trouble and I have to save her! My flying gets a bit better. I'm flying faster and higher but still not great. I try to focus on where I am going. On the horizon, I see an ominous factory on top of a mountain. Lois must be trapped inside! Smoke is billowing out. Then I see an explosion. I sense the urgency and danger and try to fly faster. But it seems so far away. Discouraged, the dream fades.

Family and Old Acquaintances
0849: C. Very jumpy and random. At Daisetta house with the whole family. Mother hands me a book about politeness and etiquette. She says my father read it but doesn't follow it. I'm supposed to go to work but I'm staying home late. I'm dressed in a blue stripped shirt with matching shorts, which I think is weird. I remind myself to change into pants before leaving for work. Then talking to my sister and one of her friends. Then I get a message on my Xbox from someone with initials C.C. I struggle to think who that is. At first I think of Sean, but that's way off with S.F. The closest I can think is E.B., Erinne from high school. I turn and see her in the room at an impressive desk. She's dressed nicely and looks like a lawyer or executive. I ask if she knows who C.C. could be. She asks me what her own phone number is. I'm confused. Do you mean your non-cell phone number? I pull out my phone to look. See calls her own house and talks to her housekeeper. Then my mother brings a big slice of ice cream cake. My sister and I eat it with our hands.

Saving Private Ryan
1012: C. In a war setting. In a small troop, looking for someone like the movie Saving Private Ryan. We find him and he's really shaken up. He's the only survivor of a big battle. I let him use my phone to make a few calls, but no one answers. Then my phone rings with an incoming call, but it's a wrong number.

Speed Racer, Secret Mission, Rugby
1123: C. I start as a racecar driver. Feels a bit cartoonish like Speed Racer. But it's just my cover for a secret spy mission. I'm in a team of spies with me, Hugh, Leonardo DiCaprio, and maybe a couple other people. We are in some third-world country. I am reminded of the movie Spy Game (but DiCaprio wasn't in that one). Leo comes up to a fruit stand to make the secret exchange, pretending to buy a basket of fruit. But something goes wrong and we have to abort the mission and run away.

Then it seems to be years later. Hugh and I have returned to the same place. This time, his two younger brothers are with us. Maybe we have come to avenge Leo? We go to the same fruit stand. Some of our faces and Leo's are on "wanted" posters. So we send in the brothers because they are new. The vendor at the stand starts arguing with them. Things seem to go bad again.

Now I'm in the middle of a game that's a bit like rugby, but not quite. I sense that I am not good at this game. I'm on the team to fill a spot and I shouldn't interfere with my better teammates. But the ball comes to me and a run and kick a field goal. We win and I climb up on the uprights, which look like the big arch in Chinatown.

October 13, 2010

Synopsis: A very symbolic dream of a storm destroying my home. Futile. Surrender.

Surrender to the Storm
A hurricane ravages my home town. Already, all the homes around are deep under water. My home, made of cardboard, has been spared from the flood from the little hill its sitting on. I run home, passing by bursting gullies. I think, "I still have time to save my belongings!". But when I got home, my little cardboard home was flopped over and all soggy.

There was nothing left inside because the winds blew it away. The water is still rising and now I'm in threat of drowning. I leave my home and escape out of the city, treading waist deep.

My dream fades away, and now I'm in a city. I guess this is my new home now. My family went to some lame movie I didn't want to go see. And my friends went to a death metal rock concert, which wasn't my thing. So I just went for a stroll in the city by myself. Not that it was lonely, it was like the crowded streets of New York.

Suddenly a burst of lightning erupts and a group of innocent people vaporize! I look up to see one nasty storm over head! If ever a storm could be pissed, well, this is one pissed off looking storm.

The clouds condense over the tallest building, engulfing the highest floors of the building. There are thousands of people now watching the spectacle. Im worried now because this is the building my friends concert is in! I try to get closer, pushing through the crowd.

All the windows from the building have been bursted, as if the weight of the dark clouds are crushing the building! Scared now, I scream my friends name! But then I logically decide that the building was evacuated and my friends are safe some where in this massive crowd.

Nearby I see another building making a mass exodus. Its where my family were watching a movie. I find them, but their confused why they were kicked out. They have no idea how nasty this storm is, vaporizing people with its lightning strikes.

The dream fades away into a new one. I'm in an apartment complex, I guess this must be my new home. Me and my sister change our shoes, and go for a walk in the light drizzling rain. Which felt nice when you aren't so worried about getting wet.

For a brief moment I became lucid, but went along with the dream. I was just happy to see that the apartment I'm living in this dream was a new one. Even if the old folks were still around, any change felt good. After having a weird bathroom-dream moment, I woke up.


Edit: After reviewing my night time notes, there was something I forgot. At some point I'm told that this dream is about the Story of One

I was on some kind of flying bus or other multi-passenger transport vehicle. Outside it was dark and stormy. The vehicle was flying over a city. It looked pretty run down -- a very dystopian sci-fi vibe.

I realised we were heading straight into the centre of a storm. It was like a hurricane and epic thunder storm combined. I knew it was dangerous and started shouting at whoever was driving to avoid the storm. It was too late though. The vehicle was shaken and vast amounts of water were pouring in to it, filling it up.

Mostly everyone was knocked unconscious. Only myself and another guy were alright. I told him to help me open the back window. The vehicle was still flying and had passed through the storm but was almost full of water and heading towards the ground. We opened the window and I pulled out some kind of breathing apparatus and swap through the vehicle waking people up.

I was telling them that they had to go and jump out of the window because we would crash. It seemed like it was somehow the safer option? I came across N, an old enemy from school. I was tempted to leave him to his death but decided it was wrong and saved him. Most of the other people on in the vehicle were people I knew but I can’t quite remember the specifics.

We must have all survived because we were know in a deserted city centre. Everything was so brown and dirty. The storm could be seen off in the distance, it looked like a scary destructive force yet really beautiful and natural. I was worried that it was heading in our direction. I was talking with someone and they disagreed with me saying that it would move off another way. It suddenly began to move at a rapid pace to the right of my view and was far enough away to not worry about.

There was a girl with me. She was really beautiful but not someone I know from reality. She was either my girlfriend or someone I was in a sort-of relationship with. I felt like I trusted her a great deal.

I found myself sitting with some people talking about what we should do. I said that we should go to a nearby town to look for something -- possibly other people or supplies, it wasn’t clear. I was told I had to take someone with me. I said I would take the girl, but the idea was shot down for some reason. It was commented that I trusted her too much. I insisted and it was agreed except that T, an old school friend, would have to come wit me. I didn’t like the idea because I didn’t trust him. I also knew that T wasn’t his real name. I considered him to be a slippery character that kept changing his identity. He was with some random girl who laughed in a knowing slightly sinister way that made me feel uneasy.

I went to find the girl from earlier. She was sleeping in a make-shift shelter made of road signs. I touched her exposed belly gently and woke her softly. She smiled and I stroked her arm. I said I was sorry to wake her but we were going to scout out a nearby town and that it’d be good to spend some time together.

I'm having some marathon REM cycles lately. Today, no supplements or unusual food but I drank some caffeine late in the day that kept me up late.

Ectoplasm Game
1038: D. I have the vague sense that this was really long, but my recall isn't great. I'm in a house with my mother and sister. But the house is unfamiliar. We are talking in the kitchen. The sink is full of dirty dishes. My sister is leaving tomorrow? Water is important for some reason.

Then I sit in the living room and play a video game. It's like Prince of Persia where I'm running and jumping along walls. The character looks more like Aladdin though. Sometimes it seems I am playing the game, other times I am in the game. I am leading around a princess, trying to escape a castle. All around, there is bluish gooey substances called ectoplasm. If you touch the ectoplasm, you'll become a ghost. I think it's blue because it's absorbed all the water. So as we are escaping, we also have to reverse the magic and save all the water.

But it's an inevitable part of the game that the main character will become a ghost. So there's one scene where I jump and can't avoid the ectoplasm. When I do, a retail box of the video game opens and there are souvenir water jugs inside.

fragment
I no longer have my Civic and instead drive a pickup truck.

I've entered some type of sanctuary, in a place that's like a crevice in a sandstone mountain/rock, with a pool of water in the middle about waist deep with massive, beautiful trees with huge trunks growing out of the pool, with leaves like a willow, flowering. There's a stone path I can see on the pools floor, and a stone path around the side of the pool. I am walking around the path, and there are some people dressed mostly in black sitting against the wall that seem to be praying or contemplating. I get an intense feeling that this place is sacred, and walk slowly and act accordingly. I come across a type of gaurd, sitting cross legged dressed completely in black robes with a type of mask/head dress. The gaurd does not move as we pass, and just beyond there is a ledge leading into the pool, the stone path is infront of me, and I step in the pool feeling the gaurd's approval to my entering the pool in some sort of direct communication method. The people that I am with walk through the pool to the right along that path, underneath a stone arch in the wall that leads to another room. Wading in the pool I admire the beauty around me and walk to the left toward the trees, and I notice an unusual pattern in the rock wall infront of me, like icycles or the types of rock formations you find hanging down from caves like pillars or spikes. I see that the formation continues down into the water, so I take a deep breath and submerge. Looking ahead, the pillars continue down [only waist deep or a little more, and the place is dark, yet at the same time a reddish-orange glow radiates from the corner, and it seems to get deeper and deeper, and I am suddenly seized with panic and fear, and percieve the place not necessarily to represent hell or evil, but eternity, fear, inhuman, dark, perilous. I jump up from the water and look around to find my friends and tell them what has just happened and leave the place, but I am still curious, and master my fear and submerge again. This time I gaze into the abyss, between two tree trunks, and while it looks the same, I see it this time without fear, and it fills me with a sense of eternity, calm, orderly, representing death to me. I sit cross legged, on the floor of the water and breathe underwater, and just gaze into it and filled with a profound sense of calmness of mind, and nothing else.

This dream held a lot of meaning for me while it happened, and ever since it has happened I can remember the entire vividly. I've come to feel that the dream has some parallel toward my attitude about death, or attitudes, if you will. The gaurd and how we communicated is still has me struck dumb. I'm not big into dream interpretation but it seems to blatant to overlook.

Okay, this was a weird one. I actually had more control in this one. A little bit more vivid too. I now know the importance for remembering dream goals; so you won't walk around with nothing to do.
My goal is to reach the moon, and I know I can accomplish it!

- - - - -

I was in my room. I remember the hallway beside my room was not a hallway at all. It was actually another room.
My bed was in the middle of my room, and it was positioned differently.
I can't really recall what I noticed to become lucid, but I'll give it my best shot.

I remember seeing an octopus. (l0l, wut?) Or, actually, its tentacles (2 or 3 maybe) in the corner of my eye. It was close to the left side of my wall. For some reason, I had my arms spread out. (like you would when you would go free falling) This was the time when I thought I could have been dreaming. I did the nose RC, and was lucid.

It was more realistic this time, but not quite. Still looked fuzzy. I had learned a way to stabilize a while back, so I thought I would try that. I started to touch all sorts of things; but I can't remember what they were. Since that didn't work, I tried staring at a random object; but no good either.I gave up. It was dark, so I tried to see if I could get some light. I closed my eyes and snapped. (Well, I thought it would work!) No luck. So I tried going to the nearest light switch and flipped it. To no avail.

Getting bored, I wanted to summon a guy (hehe). So I turned around, but I thought of the word 'guy' and not a picture. I turned around and saw a guy about my age standing behind my bed. It was dark so I couldn't see his face. I walked toward him and squinted. It was Jonathan. (ew!) He was smiling at me, and it was getting kind of creepy. Then the light came on suddenly. I turned around and walked away, hoping he would leave.

I walked into my living room. Although, it was quite different. The front wall was gone to reveal the kitchen. Out of curiosity, I wanted to see if text did change in a dream. I walked up to a counter top and saw a piece of paper. It may have been an ID card, but it only ghad 2 words on it. The first on e said something like "RPG"; I turned away and looked back. It said, "EMERGEN". And there were some others but I can't remember.

I walked back into the living room where I think my mom was cleaning something. I said "Hey momma, I'm lucid!" Then I think I told her to reality check. She didn't know how to, so I told her to hold her nose and breath in. I can't remember if she did or didn't. After this I saw my brother sitting up against the wall beside me.

I walked over to him and told him that I was dreaming. I can't remember his response. I told him to RC, but he was confused. I held his nose for him and told him to breathe in. As he did, his eyes widened. "Whoa." he said. I can't remember what happened from there to now, but I was at my school. I might not have been lucid at this part, for I don't remember doing any action.

My friend Julia was walking with me down the road beside the school. The courtyard was on a different side, so we could see it. While walking by, I looked to my right and saw some cheerleaders practicing. Julia suddenly said to Sam, "Hey! Glad to see you joined cheer-leading!"

Then we were on a canyon. Julia was with me. There was a little stream that ran through on the side of the canyon. I know I was lucid in this. It felt like I was either hovering or I was in water, but I don't remember feeling anything, not even ground. Julia was in the water. Then she started struggling. She said "I'm stuck! Something's got me!" So I reached down where her foot was. It felt like a straw that was attached to the bottom and was also attached to her foot. So I sort of I guess "went under water" and had like night vision or something. It was really strange. It's like I was looking inside of the canyon while outside of it. Then I looked at her foot. The "straw" that I had felt was a LEECH.

I came back up. "Okay Julia," I said. "Don't panic, but there's a leech attached to your foot."
She screamed and struggled harder. I went to help, but then she struggled free.

I finally looked up. There were a lot of people there, like we were having a party. There was a guy sitting in a canoe on the canyon floor holding a paddle (but it wasn't even a paddle at all; it looked like a sculpture of paddles. There were 10 paddles all stacked up on each other). All of the people started walking to my right, so I followed them.

All of a sudden, I was looking at two pictures which were identical. The same paddle sculpture thing were the two pictures. For some reason, I thought that my alarm was about to ring; so I opened my eyes.
Turns out, it was about 30 minutes until it rang!

I'm living in a city with a river and bridge dividing it in two, as I can see from aerial perspective. A huge transport/trade ship gets hit by a bomb on the river, I overhear conversation that it's a series of attacks and that the water is so cold that the men overboard will die if they don't get out within ten or fifteen minutes. I'm running toward the waterfront with a friend who I can't identify, we find part of the waterfront that isn't blockaded/fenced of and start shouting "Hey! over here!" as some members of the ships crew float relatively close in the water. We help haul up about five men onto the pavement. They are all foreigners, mostly black or asian, and have a very strong/calming presense about them. We're all sitting down on the concrete, knees to chest relaxed. Lots of fences and square concrete buildings, no signs or beautiful scenery, very plain, grey skies.

Non-lucid dream, kind of nightmare-ish full of tension/conflict, not enjoyable like most of my dreams have been lately so it stuck out.

I'm part of some crime fighting organization, and we and our mad scientist design a helecopter to take out the bad guys and go inflitrate their base, which is like a generic military secret concrete geometrically squarish place. We infiltrate covert ops style, black suits and all, and wind up failing, they hijack our helecopter but we escape a-ok.

The dream switches to a type of video game cutscene, with six of our helecopters, now retro fitted with nuclear missle and a dozen gunmen or so, rising out of the water! dun dun dun.. Created by their version of our mad scientist. evil mad scientist. So now my ex roommate it part of their organization, R, and we are texting for some reason, like we're trying to stay friends even though we're fighting eachother.

The scene switches again, and they've just bombed a tropical island, perhaps to use it as a new base. The men that planted the bomb on the island are running frantically down the mountain as lava is flowing behind them, toward the shoreline below. I'm watching all this from an aerial 3rd person perspective, and see that R is on the mountain, and text him "Be safe!" and see him texting me back as he runs, the response says "No doubt here man" or something similarly macho. He is almost to the water when he slips on some rock, and the lava overtakes him and covers his left leg, leaving the rest of his body untouched. He begins to scream, howling in agony, and it is incredibly realistic and dominating my senses. It's like I'm standing next to somebody who has been mortally wounded and can do nothing.

Now I'm in the water, swimming towards the island with lava flowing down toward my injured friend. I stop at a rock close to the shore, he is about fifteen ft away from me, and I start to splash water on to him as fast as I can, working hard, but it's doing nothing and he is still screaming horrifically. The lava is flowing down towards me and the water I'm standing in is getting closer and closer to boiling. I hesistate looking back at him and then jump into the water and swim away as fast as I can. At this point my organization comes zipping into sight on a white truck on a small dirt road on the island to save me, tropical trees and sand, dark grey skies. The dream then fades.
This dream really stuck out because of how intensely real the screaming was ,and it persisted for about five minutes real time. Fortunately I haven't had a bad dream since this one.

P.s. I'm going to make a habit of posting some dreams each week, interesting, whether lucid or not just to make a habit of it and I develop my RC and LD skill sets. Hope y'all don't mind.

[B]17.09.10[/B]
[SIZE="1"]I don't remember in which order these glimpses were in, so it'll just be like this. I actually think the two first were the two last.
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[LIST][*]You're Waiting for a Train, but You Already Missed it. Shit.[/LIST]
[COLOR="royalblue"]I'm standing on a really big open space, yet it's underground and really dark. Like a really big trainstation with almost no light. I'm standing on the middle of the platform in a group of 5-7 or so people, but I only recognize 2 of them. One is a guy from my old school, N, and the other is a girl from my old school, M. A train drives past us.
I get an idea related to jumping in front of the train, and I make a joke about it, [/COLOR](Can't remember, but I think I was reminded of the train in Inception, and was joking that jumping in front of the train would be like a kick so we would wake up, but I didn't make my joke so clear that everyone would know that I had it from Inception.)[COLOR="royalblue"] then I imitate the Inception sound.
Only M gets the reference and jokes back that now we should check if we are dreaming, but she just laughs and it doesn't seem like she's actually doing any RC.
I, being reminded of the fact that I not only like Inception, but also Lucid Dreaming, get all hyped and go all "Yeah! We [I]do[/I] have to check!" so I stop and look around and try to remember how I got here. Lo and behold, I couldn't figure out how the hell I got there. I'm a little surprised but mostly amused, [/COLOR](Still seeing the whole thing as a joke)[COLOR="royalblue"] I tell M that I tried and that it must be a dream, but still only jokingly. Go me.[/COLOR]

[LIST][*] ORE WO DARE DA TO OMOTTEIRU!![/LIST]
[COLOR="royalblue"]Sitting somewhere, watching a movie. But right now I'm in the movie. It's a Harry Potter movie, there's slaves sitting around, hooded, perhaps. It's a long room with stairs at the end, and perhaps some big containers with valves, looks like they're made of copper. Harry comes in and runs towards the staircase, where Ron is, maybe he rescues Ron and the slaves? Anyways, they run towards the exit, and the roof above where they just stood and more hooded people fall down. The slaves and what I assume was Death Eaters all look the same. They come out and now they're in a big courtyard. A black figure in the air hovers sideways down towards them, it looks like one of those wraiths from Oblivion, but it's actually Voldemort. He's wielding a really really long sword. When he reaches Harry and Ron, he starts to give out an evil speech, but there's just one problem, he's speaking japanese. I think I catch a few words here and there, but now I'm aware that I'm sitting in a couch and watching it as a movie. Me and my granddad are watching the movie, and we're both wondering why he's speaking japanese. One of my friends come out of a door, he was watching it too, but he didn't hear any japanese. It was like we were sitting in a room closer to the screen, and the room behind us had a big window, and in there, Voldemort spoke in english, but out here he spoke japanese. Very weird.[/COLOR]

- [COLOR="royalblue"]I'm standing on a chair, looking at a fan. There's dust and spiders everywhere, I sort of hold the fan in place because it will, for some reason, be really bad if it stops working. Surprise, it stops working.[/COLOR]
- [COLOR="royalblue"]I'm on a path that leads down to a beach. A bunch of people from my class is sitting around a table. I drop a pen, and C kicks it away as a joke. I go over to get it, further down and closer to the beach.[/COLOR]
- [COLOR="royalblue"]I'm in the water with H and an unknown guy. One of them dives and tries to grab my leg and pretend they're a shark. I spot a real shark behind him so I panic and kick him until he comes up. We swim to some rocks where we try to get up and try not to get killed. H is being attacked.[/COLOR]

Quick roundup of this week's dreams. Yay, real life.



09/14/10 - No recall. None. Very little sleep.

09/15/10 - Illegible handwriting. Apparently this was a dream about drinking.

09/16/10
I'm on a family vacation to the States. There's an entire bulletin board dedicated to the "Ground Zero Mosque" in the lobby of the hotel. This starts me off on a rant about religious tolerance.

The Joker kidnaps two children. They're probably more trouble than they're worth.

I find a swimming pool in the shape of a tea infuser.

09/17/10
I'm driving my dad's old Ford truck. We're carrying something explosive, and if we hit anything suddenly, everything will go up in flames. Suddenly, the brakes are failing, and I have three options: I can drive into a fence, a pile of logs, or a swamp.

We hit the swamp, and the truck sinks into the muck and stops there. It's not sinking any farther though.

My dad turns around and looks at me. He's about to start yelling.

"Good thing this is a dream, right?" I say sheepishly.

Pause.

"Hey, this is a dream!"

I spend the rest of the dream climbing buildings. I'm having trouble flying, but I find that if I swing my arms and move my feet, I can walk vertically up the side of walls.

Scare Factor: 3/10
Rating: 3/10

i think my recall hasn't been very good for awhile now because i don't challenge myself to try and remember anymore than the basic. i need to work on recall.

A Team Mission (non-lucid)

I am in an elevator with two other gentlemen. They are formally dressed and carrying guns. They say something about how we are actually inside somebody. I don't know, it didn't make much sense. I am also carrying a gun.

The elevator bell dings and we move out. Location is a nice sort of hotel. The whole this is very Inception like.



There is a gun fight with some rather fat cops. We easily kill them. MY ally has some sort of bot he calls into action that helps shoot them down.

We proceed into a lower level warehouse. The place is flooded with a strong current. Strong enough to sweep you away. I make it across by jumping in front of boxes where the current is slowed. End.

Drugz (non-lucid)

I am at a baseball game with my family and some business men in suits. I take something but realize the game is about to end. I don't want anyone to see me, my face is swollen. An 'obvious' sign I am on something. I walk down to another field.

The dream becomes extraordinarily vivid as I sit and mediate. I felt calm and aware, relaxed but not lucid. Or maybe I was lucid.

That dissipated once my family caught up to me. "Why is your face so swollen?" m asks.

I don't remember much else aside. I almost completely forgot this even happened.

I was at my friend's house which was where another friend's house is in real life, and were watching something on TV or talking. I went to the bathroom when the shower suddenly burst on. I desperately fumble with the handles and it eventually turns off.

I go back to the loungeroom just as my friend is going out the door with some other friends. "Aren't you going to Pathfinders?" I say. He says "Nope," and leaves. I look at the time and it's 6:00 pm and the program started 2 hours ago. I went out the garage door, only to be met by my friend's dad who I've never seen before in RL, but may have in a dream.

He gives me advice which I can't remember and then I set off down the street to my church. It's really dark and I start running, as I think there are thugs and bad people who could get me. I eventually reach a tiny set of shops I have to go through, which I have been to before, I avoid cars and people, and make it out the other side.
I wake up