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Wednesday 06 June 2012
I have gone to the Nady with Ahmed Elian, Donia, and my sister. I had called Ram and Karim earlier and told them to meet us there. Blah blah blah… a bunch of stuff happens cant remember anything ☹ I skate a little I remember skating with someone. At some point there are gummy worms all over my board. The grip tape is filthy with them. I think that at some point I eat the gummy worms. If that didn’t happen then I was eating gummy worms at the time. At this point we have forgotten that were supposed to meet Ram and Karim near the rink. We leave the area and go far into the Nady. Blah blah blah… a bunch of stuff happens cant remember anything ☹ I return to the rink without the others and see Ram in a chair sitting there alone smiling. I apologize for not meeting him when he first arrived. I tell him everyone is here and is on their way behind me. It is raining really hard all of a sudden…. Blah blah blah… a bunch of stuff happens cant remember anything ☹ Now I am outside the Nady sitting on a bench next to Donia. While in the act of taking a seat on the bench, Donia and I touch each other as much as possible in the process. We are waiting to be picked up and taken home. We wait for a while. Donia eventually rests her head on my lap. I am surprised but very pleased. A few minutes later she brings her head up. I cuddle with her…..

1.
Something about a fluffy/fuzzy kitten. It was tiny. I was in a cabin with friends.

2.
I remember most of what I did in this dream, but I don’t remember any of the transitions. First I was in my room in the old house picking out clothes. Then I was at school, changing into the clothes. Another guy was taking photos and was in the room with me while I was changing. He declared that he had a boyfriend, so he didn’t want to see me change and turned around. Good to know, I didn’t want him seeing me naked either. I tweezed some hair off my chest while changing.

Then I was back in my old house again. Some friends were in the dining room. One was from my first dream. I walked up to him and exclaimed “YOU! I had a dream about you last night!” That sounded creepy. “…Well, you were IN my dream, I didn’t have one just about you….” I informed him about the cat, and he told me “I’m a dog person.” Good to know.

I went outside and there were ducks and geese all over the place. There were also duck heads laying on the ground. I couldn’t initially tell if they were dead or not. It didn’t quite click that a bodiless bird/animal could not possibly be alive. My sister led me around a corner so we could find some worms. She found a suitable pair of worms, with a line of goo connecting the two. They were initially small and bumpy. My sister handed me one of the worms and told me to squeeze the worm gently. The worm was suddenly as thick as my hand, and I squeezed. Poop erupted out of my sister’s worm, and an instant later my own worm. There was more fecal matter than worm. My sister declared, “I win!” Indeed she had. Her worm exploded poop the fastest, and created more poop than my worm.

3?
So I woke up for WBTB and wanted to try WILD, but had a lot of difficulty falling asleep after that. My mind began to wander. I was with a friend, Dani, and she was drawing while sitting on the floor. There was a mirror reflecting her. I stared at Dani and the reflection in the mirror. They were not exact. I stared a little longer. …There was no mirror! There were two Danis. I silently deduced, “This isn’t real.” I walked over to the original Dani and grabbed her scalp with my right hand. It seemed logical at the time. I think I decided to plug my nose with my left hand too? My head suddenly felt like it was spinning very quickly and I became very dizzy. I became more aware that I was in bed.
It felt more like an elaborate daydream than a lucid dream, or maybe a mix between the two. I also didn’t physically feel anything—clothing, Dani’s head, my body. The only thing I felt was the spinning/dizzy sensation at the very end.

Frist... I am in some supermarket, that sells mixture of stuff.. I am surprised how its organised. It reminds me of B&Q or LIDL. I walk around and then I realise that I want to buy mac-book pro. They seem to have just last piece. I talk to the shop assistant and he kindly shows me everything. But as we play with the laptop, we find that there is some problem with it. I am there with my friend. It seems that they are not able to repair the problem and I am very hesitant to by it... despite that they try their best to sell it to me. I ask for some discount, but they oppose that it is impossible for apple products. I think that the price was £749. I try my best to negotiate the price, but apple policy is too strict. I am really annoyed as I was looking forward to it. My friend says we should take something from the shop.... by that he means steal something. I am laughing at him and he starts filling up paper bag with some stuff..... he expects me to do that... hahah no way.... his plan is that I carry the paper bag with stuff through the till and give them only one thing to scan.... I am laughing that it is crazy.... then I see some police officers there.... and tell him not to do that, that it is stupid. Then one of the shop assistants or supervisor of the supermarket comes to me. He says that he really liked the way I was negotiation and that there are his bosses and perhaps he could intro due me to them. I looked down the shop and saw two asian guys with strange haircut... like a hawk (long hair in the middle and almost shaved on the sides). They were pushing trolleys around the shop and discussing something. I don't remember talking to them.
But then I go somewhere on top of some hill, where is a big house. When I get there, I realise that that is the house of those two guys. I walk in and see them chatting in the lobby.... some person comes to me and starts talking to me.... They welcome me in the house. I go to the top floor as I am looking for a toilet... and discover attic room. There is some guy or a monk meditating... he is talking to me about some things and maze and some kind of life philosophies, but I don't remember.

Next thing I am in czech, in front of my aunties house. There is my brother and his wife. I am excited about seeing them and I start talking to my brother about the dream I had (above)not realising i am still in a dream. Misa tells me something about some maze game. I realise that it is the second time some on did tell me about it.... and i start thinking about it. Next I see a maze in a box.... just imagining... it is full of soil and there are worms trying to find a way through... to the middle.....

Suddenly, I am in the bottom garden and I have a box looking like that maze, with soil in it and some kind of small worms... I watch it as they trying to get through... there are some other smaller pinky worms. They look like they are trying to hunt them, but when they meet, the bigger eat them. I put some more dark soil in the maze and the I go for some more worms. I put them in to the box... and soon I see long (zizaly) ground worms really quickly digging through the dark soil... they getting through it faster and faster... they look like small snakes... I admire their body... its shiny, made of segments and dark brown reddish... Itell my mum to look at them...she doesn't want to... but at the end I convince them.... and when I look again in the box... most of the soil is eaten now... only the worms are swirling at the bottom... I am amazed... how quickly they ate it.

Sleep Time: 1:30 a.m - 10:15 a.m

"Solo"
Lisa and Eric have gone to a strange planet. We are all sitting out on the porch of an unfamiliar house while they are discussing this trip. Lisa is saying the planet was very eerie and half-covered in lava. She says the name of the planet is Solo.

"Backyard Party"
I am having a party in my backyard. My dad is there along with some other people I don't know. We are singing Stu's version of "Allentown" from Hangover 2.
After the party is over I start to go inside. As I open the door, a black dog appears behind me and tries to get in. I am pushing it away with my foot as I wake up.

"Disgusting Trip"
I am on a trip with Holly, Melissa, and Alana. We are shopping in a giant mall. We go outside and see a small swimming pool the size of a bathtub and a regular sized hot tub. Some random guy walks by and throws worms in my hair. I'm not sure what's happened but my friends are pointing at my hair and look really freaked out. I immediately jump in the tiny pool and then in the hot tub to try and get the worms out of my hair. I am completely horrified and disgusted. I find some shampoo somewhere and proceed to wash my hair in a sink with it.

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

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

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

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

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

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

27-09-11 Intentions: Chill out and meet up with Kaomea, perhaps find Mitzu and get her to explain how to do portals. Additionally I kept in mind to wake up and write down my dreams right after they occurred to see if my recall had gone completely, which proved a good strategy though I have to be careful due to quite the difficulties in falling back to sleep. An audio recorder has become a serious consideration to avoid light interference and shorten the time spent.

“Turning off the lights on the night of the dead is a serious matter”

I am in a house there is a kitchen and dining room adjacent to each other and there are loads of lights on. The lights are a combination of burning candles and electrical lighting. I am going around the house turning off these lights down stairs. Next to the dining room is a hallway that includes a flight of stairs going up. I know people are up there and I take a piece of candy and throw it out the door to get the attention from the people upstairs so I don't have to do all the work myself.

A big, hispanic looking and well trained guy named Jesus appears in this hallway. I briefly wonder if he has come from upstairs or the outside, though I think I decide on the former. While I start talking to Jesus, I get struck with terror. I never really figure out if he is involved in my emotional state or not.

I get sucked into a conversation that happens mentally. My interpretation of this conversation is a sheet of paper with blue pen written on it. As the conversation progress the the statements in each column, one for me and one for the other party change. I get the feeling I am speaking with two figures dressed in dark clothes and that they are either supernatural entities or involved in a cult worshipping such beings.

The gist of the conversation is that it is the night of the dead and the veil between the world of spirit and the world of physics is thinnest. They are trying to intimidate me by I think proclaiming that they will claim my niece on her 4th year of living (7-9-13). However I am not going to sit idly by and let this happen. I think I wake up.

Notes: When awake I get this sensation that I am not alone in the room, I am still stricken with terror, a bit like the nightmare I had a few nights ago. Though this time I go back to sleep with a defiant attitude and I reiterate my intentions, while still noting that on the nights where I intend to dreamwalk I get a similar terror affect.

“Traffic planning leads to defeating a god”

I am following people around in an environment similar to what I grew up in. I think I am following two people around who are taking me on a tour through their private roads while explaining that they are trying to comply with the government regulations for road safety, though they aren't happy about the government interference.

The lighting would indicate a summer afternoon with high bright sun and the foliage still carries clear green. As we are walking around these roads I notice that already some destination signs have been put up, so work has already been carried out.

We get to a point where there is a clearing in the plant life already and it looks like there is a wooden bench that has been cut out of a tree root. I proclaim that there is already a spot of a sign to be placed here, but the old man, now in the shape of my grandfather proclaims that he will fight to the death against having a sign placed here. The reason becomes apparent upon closer inspection of this bench, which isn't actually a bench, but rather a depiction of a Viking face. It is cut pretty flat so the perspective makes the face visible (strange somehow impossible in waking life I think).

My grandfather is then asked if he thinks the Norse people were peaceful settlers, but he explains that they are better contrived as nomads. The scenery starts shifting and now we are in what can best be described as a mixture of a locker room and museum at night. My grandfather is then asked where the blonde trace of the Norse people originated from. He explains it is a funny story and that it was in the 1800s with the “Ette” families.

There are people in dark robes in the room by now. I ask if the name Vestergaard has any relation to this Ette family, but my grandfather explains that it doesn't sound likely. Maybe the name is connected to the god Vejle. There is no current understanding of the meaning of the name Vejle or mine for that matter.

We then get captured by Vejle and she holds nothing back, she lets us know that she intends to kill us. She wounds by stabbing me somewhere in the upper part of my torso, but then a woman appears and distracts her, thereby saving me. Vejle kills her (I think). At this point I notice her dagger is of clear crystal and superior compared to my crude rock knife.

I charge her and figure out she is strong. The battle is an attempt from both sides to block the other's attack. She gets a stab into my pelvic area right above my crouch and it hurts and for a brief moment I think I have been defeated. But I invoke defiance and get a stab in her neck just above her protective chain mail she carries under her dark robe.

As she is dying I lean closer and look her deeply in the eyes and tell her (somehow knowing that it is now my right and duty to proclaim the meaning of my name) “God Slayer, the meaning of the name is God Slayer”.

The remaining “hoodies” pick up Vejle and drag her out while at the same time declaring that they will paint the walls with the name God Slayer, as if I have just beaten a chief in a duel and thereby claimed leadership over the people.

I bend over and clutch my wound.

I wake up.

Notes: Similar feeling to the first (and previous) nightmares, but with increased confidence in my ability to concur nightmares and whatever entities are trying to get me. “Ette” and “Vejle” is a rubbish word and a Danish town respectively.
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“You can't get on the plane!”

I am in an airport. My family, including my uncle, auntie and my cousins are going on a trip. It is a trip within Europe so technically we shouldn't need our passports. We are walking through to the security check through this long narrow hallway where there is plenty of evening sun coming through.

Michael and I have forgotten out passports and while my mother is having a fit, I try and take control of the situation by proclaiming that since it is a European flight our drivers licenses should be enough to get us on the plane (don't think this is actually true). Michael is the first to show his drivers license to the Norwegian (?) security guard, and he confirms that it would be possible to get on the plane if it wasn't for the fact that his drivers license had expired. He asks Michael to get back out of the airport.

My uncle Calle, Michael's dad, get cranky and asks rather sarcastic if the security guard is really going to tell Michael that he cannot get on board. His tone of voice indicates that he will be upset about this and that he might resort to violence if his son isn't allowed on the plane.

Calle goes behind the counter the security guards are standing by and starts facing us. In the meantime the guard he was getting into an argument with comes up behind him, grabs something from a drawer that I recognise to be pepper spray and starts spraying Calle in the neck. Calle at first doesn't reall sense it and then he slowly starts turning his head and gets a bit in his eyes.

He starts punching the security guard and after a while the guard asks his partner if he can bring him two rounds from the cupboard, declaring his intention of shooting Calle. Then it goes weird. All of a sudden the two security guards with Calle in the middle are assembling a big drill for a power tool and at this point I start clapping my fingers. I don't think my family has realised it yet, but I have figured that it is all a show for Michael because it is his birthday.

I walk along the counter and see my dad sitting by it like he would a bar. I look at him while clapping to see if he has figured it is all a play as well.
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“I have a freaking strange way of fertilising plants”

I am at a party, or something similar and I leave to run back home. I am running through the rain without wearing a shirt. I think this is intentional because I have some woman to impress. Although I am running sloooooooow and people are seeing it I am quite confident that it looks like I am in quite a powerful stride.

I don't get all the way back home and all of a sudden I have this plant that is supposed to get planted in April. I walk into a house that I think is my own but after a while I see that it is not. I turn around to leave while saying “Sorry my mistake, wrong house” and try and walk out. The house I now notice is blue and yellow pallets on the walls with wooden bar chairs set along a counter. I briefly wonder how the place looks like a café or bar, when last I was in the area it was a residential house.

Aaaanyways I start walking out the house and I now seem completely entagled in the tree or plant I am supposed to plant in April. This tree is so big that I get stuck in the door and can't get out. I am not afraid, but slightly embarrassed at the situation as I have clearly gone about my mission of getting out of the door in completely the wrong way.

The owner of the house, a woman comes out and starts helping me out. As well as helping me out the door she also provides some useful tips for when I will plant the tree. I am not sure why I start rummaging about in the dirt around the roots of the plants, maybe to get out of the entanglement I don't know. However what does come from this is that I notice there is a lot of worms in the dirt and as I dig my hands in I can feel them moving about in my hands. These worms are fertilizers I intrinsically know, so I decide to grab a handful and eat them in order to fertilize my plants (WTF!?!?). It is a really unpleasant feeling in my mouth and then I question if I can even incorporate this way of fertilisation into my lifestyle (I am an ethical/principal vegetarian).

skip.

Back in the bar/café from before and I notice the woman is having a shot. I think it is Jaegermeister dropped into a glass of hot water. My dad orders 4 and gives me one along with Lars Digter, and some else.
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“Short WILD – Swimming Pool and find Minka!”

I am lying in my bed just after the dream above. I notice the lights behind my eyelids get brighter and brighter and eventually pictures start appearing. The pictures are strange they are of chairs on a balcony, but the balcony is upside down.

My vision zooms up so I can see some details of the chairs. They are white and look like cheap dining chairs, the texture seems somewhat rough. Along these chairs are white plastic recliners as well.

Skip.

I wake up in the darkness by a pool. My sister is talking about how she has gone swimming with my niece, momma baby style. I tell her that it is all well and good, but that this is a dream. Then my sister reassures me that of course she would do it in dreams but also in real life, which basically just serves to confuse me and I can't really understand the implications of the sentence.

I am somewhat confused I see the white recliners and I am positive that I was just falling asleep, but I end up jumping into the pool and really feeling the water. I then climb back out of the pool and decide to check my hand. it looks fairly normal at first, then maybe an extra finger, wait am I sure there was an extra finger, make you little finger shorten Dennis! Cool beans, finger is getting shorter, defo dreaming!

What was it I wanted to do, oh right find Minka (50% correct, I was supposed to find someone, but it was Kaomea). I walk out on the water because I can and take off into flight up to a roof top window. I think I might be talking to my sister about dream control or something.

I start climbing out through the window, but bonk my head against the glass. I take a breath, slow down and focus and try again. This time I am able to go through the glass and it feels like I am climbing through cling film.

I take off into flight again when I am on the roof. I shout “Engage Awareness!” and I take particular notice of the fact that there are plenty of stars out and the trees are swaying heavily with wind. I notice that I am completely wet from being in the pool and the wind is going to chill me, but I also think luckily I can just alter that so it isn't a problem.

As I am flying through the wind I become nervous about the wind grabbing me and slamming me to the ground or into a tree. The dream fades.

Notes: I think the lack of time spent stabilising the dream and the fear evoked about slamming into a tree is what ended it. It was only a brief thought as well, almost the same instant I thought it I also thought, fuck it, only a dream.

Walk through a school building

PS: Dream does not take place in an actual school, but an imaginary one. Though the dream was clear enough that I could draw the schematics of the school if I wanted to now.

So the dream began with me walking through the southern end of the building. Soon, I was faced with a bunch of lower grade kiddies having an event in a certain room of the building, blocking the path to where I was heading. Apparently this school housed all levels from kindergarten to university. After a little talk with the assistant teacher of the class, a young, beatiful lad, I was allowed to walk through. Apparently she thought the event was not thought completely through, and was decided to host in a spot that was inconvenient for all others. I continued on my way to where I was heading. Looking back, I saw the school church (what..? if a real school had a church in it, I'd go protesting) through a man height window divided into three sections, each of which were about 2/3 of the height of the window. The church itself was just a big cubic extention of the school building, made of red brick. It had one little door with a tri-window like the one mentioned earlier above it. Some vines were growing on the wall. The general inside style of the school was red brick walls with a reddish brown tile floor, and a white, low ceiling. After a couple of hallways, I arrived where I was supposed to go. Apparently at this point I remember that it's an info event, mainly taking place to make us consider where to advance after high school. Up first I see some class mates from the year just finished, and I see one from way back that I hadn't seen in ages, on the benches surrounding a sculpture in the middle of the room. One told me that one of my best friends had ragequit the final physics test and gotten a bad grade for it, as he had spent all his time trying to help others in it (don't know how this makes sense in a test, lol). He was there too. He looked down. And like he hadn't washed his long hair in ages. His hair was longer than IRL in this dream, more than the shoulder height it usually was. So I sat down on a large 10m, wall to wall, sofa which was black. My friend who was nearby, and whose backpack was on the sofa next to me, took it away to make more room, since it was at the very end of the sofa, next to which I sat down, and since I didn't have much room next to me on the other side. My old woodwork teacher from when I was only 14 came and offered us all some sandwiches/steak plates. I hesitated to take either and initially declined the offer for either, but then I decided to take a sandwhich. Didn't taste that great. I talked with one of my friends on the sofa a while, but the dream kinda ended there unclearly. Not sure at which point...



Infestation

I am on my computer, and notice that a part of my chest is tingling. I go to the bathroom to look at it in a mirror, and see that there's a bugbite on it. I scratch it. Accidentally I open it. I push the sides to get rid of the mush inside, but I end up squirting a lot of my real flesh out of it. A fistful of rotten flesh. Then I see it. It's completely filled with little worms and insects eating it. I freak out. I look closer, I mean, it's FILLED with them. And somehow I get the idea my whole body is too. My older brother calls out for me outside the bathroom so I clean up the flesh, put my shirt back on, and go talk to him. He asks questions about his new bass guitar. (what...? That's quite random)

PS: this dream made me not want to eat breakfast. A gross sight.

I was in my bedroom, there were worms everywhere. Maggots, earthworms, larvae. They were infesting my bedroom. There were worms hanging from strings like spiders, worms in the bedsheets, worms in the clothes. I couldn't take it anymore! I ran out of my bedroom and out of the house, and "woke up".

I was a tribal child and our group was getting together to share our dreams from last night. People went around in a circle and the elders predicted what they thought the dreams meant. When I shared mine, the elders possessed little concern, and told me that I had some conflicts which I had to resolve.

I went to sleep the next night, and had a horrible, much worse dream. I dreamed that there were people who would abduct individuals in the night, take them to their "farm", crucify or hang them, and then wait for the bodies to rot. The people would then eat the worms and maggots from the bodies.

When I told the tribal elders of this dream, they expressed much more concern. They had several tribal members patrol the area at night to guard the camp. All the while, I was obsessed with spelling out 'THEY EAT WORMS' out of magazine letters.



I did this over and over again, trying to find the perfect letters for each, trying to put my message in the perfect spot, and spending hours on this task. I became a monster myself, obsessively making that sentence over and over again.

And, my dream had been correct. During the night, a man on patrol had been abducted and taken away. The tribal people didn't want to say what had happened to the man, but we all already knew.

The next night everyone was on patrol. The goal was to catch the killer. I was armed with a rifle and stationed near the beginning of the tribal perimeters.

The killer returned, this time with a strategy that fooled all of us. He snatched up a young little boy and I, and took us away. He took us over a bridge, so far away that by the time we got there it was daytime again. He took us into a trailer, and told us that he was going to show us his farm.

He opened the backdoor of his trailer, and right outside the door were bodies of people. Each body had its own post that it was tied to. The bodies were bloody, and many of their intestines had been removed, strewn across the yard. They were bleeding from the eyes, if they were fortunate to still have eyes. The worst part, was that some of these dead corpses still had fragments of life in them. They were just barely hanging on as worms and maggots ate their insides.

He told us that at first it was nauseating to see, but after working here for sometime it became a 'healing process' to him.

I think I've had this dream before, because even though I woke up, I knew that the chain of events would lead to us being his next victims.

There was more to the beginning but I do not remember what it is.

The first part I remember was standing in front of a table with strange displays of different types of dirt in large amounts. We were told to find these worm-like things in the dirt. I saw one sticking out of one of the clumps of dirt and grabbed it. I showed it to whoever was asking us to search for them and he told me that it was the wrong kind and that I was holding a leech. I quickly threw it to the center of the table and began searching again. The worms he was looking for where about half the size and were thicker on one end. There was suddenly (a zelda esk) radar on the left part of the "screen" that showed the leeches as blue dots and the worm things as white dots. I continued gathering until the dream changed.

I was trying to talk to someone (all I remember is that she was a mother) when I had a bad taste in my mouth or something and turned to spit. I spit and spit but it still tasted bad and I felt nauseous. Slowly the spit was getting bigger until it was a stream of liquid, like I was barfing with out hacking, it was just leaking out of me.

The dream shifted, but continued, to me talking on the phone with one of the mothers kids. I forget what she said, but she told me something that made me realize who was the murderer in a current mystery. It was her mother that I had talked to earlier, and her little sister. I run out of the room to a group of people and tell them who the murderer is, but no one is listening. One motions to a little girl, and I know it is the little sister, but she is 3 years old. I am confused and put the phone back to my ear to talk to the girl again, but the line is dead, no static, nothing. I know that she is dead and become frantic, yelling at people to call the police, that she just got killed. No one listens. I tell them that I do not know her address and have no information to tell the police, but I know they do. I beg them to help her but I am ignored again.

I try to go into the settings of my phone to find the address but I can't figure out how to get to the menu. (I am horrible with phones irl) I try to get someone to help me find it an write it down for the police, so I can tell them where she lives. One person gets me a piece of paper and a pencil, but no one helps me with the phone.

I am freaking out because I don't know what happened to her, and what the killer is doing.
I gun shot rings out, a bullet flying past me, and I take off down the hallway, the girls dad in pursuit. I go into the first door I see, close it, and sit against the inside of it. There is a thin window the same height of the door connected to the side of the door frame closer to the door knob. I am sure that it is enough room for him to aim his gun at me and shoot through the glass, but I can not move because he could get in.

I hold still and close my eyes, hoping for him to shoot and for me to die quickly and painlessly, so it could all be over. He does not use his gun but pushes on the door, bending it in like it was elastic, and walks in the door bending back in place.

I am terrified. He stands still and motions to the other room. I know it is a bedroom and I know he plans to rape me. I sit in shock saying "no" over and over to myself.

Luckily I was able to forcibly wake myself up somehow before anything happened.

Original Date: 3/12/2011
Type: Fragment/Non Lucid
Dream:

I walked into a kitchen, the room was dark, it was nighttime. I had just left my boyfriend/husband in the other room. I opened the refrigerator door to put something in/take something out (can't remember), but when I went to close the door, it would not close. I tried again and same thing, it wouldn't close like something was sticking out and blocking it. So I looked closer. The handle was on the right side, so the door opened to the left. I looked at the lower left corner of the fridge and saw this little external/internal "pipe" that was beige colored but was sort of cut in half so that you could place something into it, like a tiny jar. The closer I looked I realized I couldn't close the door because there was a clear little specimen jar in this little pocket (I remember having this dream a long time back and only seeing this jar), so I pulled it out and put it on a shelf in the fridge where I got a better look at it. At first it was very cloudy and hard to see it clearly, like there was movement inside and I couldn't focus in very well. Then when I could see, there were these 3 thick greyish slug/worm creatures floating in the liquid inside. I remember thinking that this was something that my BF put in the fridge to hide from me. I then looked down and realized that the door wouldn't close because there was a smaller jar, about half the size of the other one, that the first one had been placed on top of and that was why it got stuck in the door. I attempted to pull this one out too, but it somehow ended up on the floor just below it. That's when this one actually turned into the shape of the worm encased inside of it, but the worm was still inside of the jar. This slug was striped with teal/aqua and black horizontal stripes and I could see his eyes staring back at me, it had this glow of light just above in between its eyes. I went to pick it up to put it back in the fridge, but it slithered very fast towards the entryway out of the kitchen, and I felt a tad bit of panic as I didn't want it getting loose in the house. Then the next second it was back in front of me, looking at me with it's glowing patch, then tried to slither away again.

Feelings:
Curiosity, wonder, fear, panic

my first lucid dream happened a few years ago.

i was outside an old gym and for some reason i just said "i am dreaming" when i finished talking i felt like i was being pulled out of the dream, i hold myself onto the ground.

when the feeling stopped i began to fly, i felt something in my eye so i decided to teleport in the bathroom of my house, right in front of the mirror.

when i was there i checked my eye and find out that there was a worm inside of it!
i pulled out and i remember the feeling of that. then i woke up


that was my first lucid dream and then i stopped trying to become lucid (because of the worm)

but a few months ago i was talking to a friend of mine and we started talking about lucid dreaming, so i read a little bit more and i had 3 LD in about 5 months.

Now i'm here and i hope to increase the amount of lucid dreams.



(sorry for my bad english)

Real life Dream Lucid Dream sign
For me to remember, dreams are 067300, lucid dreams are the color below blue, #4169e1, and dream signs are the light purple, which is up one and left one from blue, #483d8b.

Went to bed late; it was about one or so.

Funnest card game ever dream
This dream probably came from the fact that my little brother was playing Pokémon for an hour before I went to bed.

This whole dream made me feel like I was having a lot of fun. I mean more than I've ever had in my whole life... Maybe more than what is physically possible in real life. My family was taking a vacation to Japan. Everything was awesome! The buildings were modern and cool, and everyone was too. There was a building that was the headquarters for some really popular Japanese card game. It wasn't like one using the deck that has 2-10 and a jack, queen, king, and ace; it was a game like Pokémon or Yu-Gi-Oh! that had many, many different kinds of cards. My brother and I and I thought we might visit it to see what it was all about. We asked my parents if we could go inside, and they said yes. We got cards and the game was the most awesome thing ever! We played it the whole vacation and were sad to leave when we had to. As we left I woke up at 3:06 in the morning.

I was convinced the game still existed for a while. I wanted to know its name and I was like "I'm going to look up Japanese card games and find this in the morning!" over and over. Slowly it dawned on me that it didn't exist and I was filled with sad longing. When I woke up this morning I searched anyway, just in case...

Sigh...

Fragments of school
The only moment I remember in this dream was me at school talking to my IT teacher about lucid dreaming. I said, "I'm still trying."

I feel so stupid. I didn't do a reality check.

WTF
The only thing I remember was pressing a button over and over to make all these random cartoon-y warriors on some grey rocky shore come out of a set of stone doors and attack these cartoon attackers in the ocean with giant earthworms.

I know for sure there are many parts I missed of these dreams; I can just feel it.

I still want to play that card game again so bad... It simply gave me a feeling of utter joy and awesomeness. When I lucid dream that's my first goal, even before flying. This is all the more reason for me to lucid dream.

Last night I dreamed that I read on Gawker about flatworms infecting people's brains in NYC subways. There was a picture of the back of some bald guy's head, and a reddened, irritated vein leading to a starburst of smaller reddened veins, like an infection site. There was also a diagram of how the worms travel through your brain, and the worms looked a lot like zerg drones in Starcraft 2.

Later, I was walking through old, dank subway tunnels, and sending out drones to harvest resources (which they basically did by eating poo). I remember saying to someone walking with me, "I guess it doesn't matter if my worms get worms."

Morning of July 4, 1975. Friday.



I have an old leather-bound book that is entitled “The Annelid War”. In some ways I think it may be science fiction, but in other ways it also seems to relate to a soon-to-air television documentary about an upcoming event. Supposedly, various species of worms become gigantic and fight each other, causing earthquakes. One rises up from the ground at a distance. I am not sure if this is a natural event or related to mutations caused by radiation or environmental pollution. My dream is mostly set outside in my backyard in Cubitis. It seems these giant worms can manifest purple lightning or perhaps draw lightning to a particular area of the ground to manipulate it.

Because of their shape, both snakes and worms have associations with the human intestine and the human spine. Because lightning resembles the human nervous system, this one probably relates to conflicting thoughts, the worms, to me, associated with spinal energy.