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Some jerkwad on another site pissed me off with a snarky reply, so I set out to tear him a new one through dreaming.

As I lay down to sleep, I focused on slashing the shit our of him with long pointy claws, and it took! My drams mirrored my focus, and I was single mindedy unleashing the beast on this poor shmuck.

I suspect I may have actually gotten through, because at one point the dream suddenly changed from my slashing him to me being in a fox hole with a few other soldiers while a volley stuff blasted by overhead. That sudden change of scenery did not fit the archetypal chaining process of my focused attention. So if it didn't come from from me, then might it have come from an outside influence? I suspect he may have attempted to fight back at that point, and my dream compensated by taking cover in the fox hole.

Wish I could just ask the D-bag, but I'm sure he wouldn't give me the satisfaction of acknowledging I got through to him.

Labor Camp
Recall: 5/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm in some sort of summer camp where they are using us as slave labor to plant trees. The work us ragged with barely any sleep or food. My fellow worker and I organize and gather to escape.

We are hiding in a rocky outcrop in the process of leaving when I look down to the valley below and see a bunch of trucks seemingly working in a gravel pit. Except that I notice a cement truck has robot arms. In fact all the trucks have robot arms! Some sort of alien invasion? I don't know, but I get everyone to duck down so they can't see us. But then I think they are incapable of seeing us, as they don't seem to have eyes or heads, only a pair of robot arms.

These robo trucks are building something, and we watch as they assemble... a giant lazyboy chair with a giant stool in front of it, both facing a humongous flat screen TV. WTF? I figure it's some sort of advertising thing and they're filming a commercial or something.

We make our escape and end up at a restaurant. We sit down, exhausted and hungry and order food. I go down the hall to find the bathroom. In the hall there are two other people, some random guy, and Eric from True Blood. All of a sudden some evil force is in charge, and we're supposed to each pick a door to enter and face some sort of challenge or torture.

We're each supposed to pick our own door, but we all enter the same one so we can work together. In the room stands a man, who disappears and reappears behind the nameless guy with us, cutting him down. The then disappears again. The guy reappears again next to Eric and I, but I'm ready for him and hammer the shit out of him. We win.

I go back into the restaurant and get a ride home with some girl. We talk as we drive and she too spent a summer at that work camp. She says how terrible it was and how she didn't make any money at all. I however did make a bit of money from it, as I have a small wad of bills with me.

This dream was no doubt inspired by the shitty working conditions of the poor chinese workers who built the new generation of Iphones. Fuck all you Iphone using losers, especially if you ran out to buy the new one.
Eric was in there because I can't turn on the TV without seeing that guy lately. CK commercial, the movie Battleship.

No more facebook before bed. Had me dreaming of girls from my past. Good dreams but it kinda makes me sad.

Fuckers keep waking me up, and then they don't let up with the noise which just kills my recall because I can't concentrate on the dream. This would have been a great dream to remember in more detail, but now it's just a fucking fragment. fuck

School trip to the moon and... I don't fucking know, I'm too pissed to remember anything

The Walk Home
Recall: 3/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm walking home in my hometown late at night. The streets are full of people partying like it's new year's or something. I fall in with a group of metal heads and as we walk some tough guys want to start a fight with them, which then changes focus so they want to beat the crap out of me. I keep walking, and when they accost me, I knock one of them down a steep hill that's practically a cliff. His friends are more concerned with his fall than they are with me at that point.

I keep hooking up with random floozies on the street and making out with them as I walk, but they always end up disappearing on me.

At one point I pass a group of people who are having ghosts appear. I see the ghosts, but they aren't malicious, so I keep on going.

Could have recalled this one better, but there was nothing that spectacular in it. Having a lot of ghosts and demons in my dreams lately because they're playing Supernatural on Space from the beginning every week night. THose early shows aren't the greatest, but I like the effect they're having on my dreams.

Demonic Parasite
Recall: 6/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Left Side (Right Brain)

I'm in a basement with a couple of friends and some guy I don't know who's house it is. The stranger is relating a story to us, about the travels of some group as they search for some haunted temple. He tells how they traveled from island to island, showing us their journey on maps, how their boat sank and how got a ride with some tourists, finally reaching their destination.

The whole story sounds familiar, and I recall seeing a documentary in a previous dream which I mistake for reality at this point. I ask if he's seen it, and he tells me no, that documentary is super rare (and maybe cursed?). I tell he we used to watch it all the time at a friend's house because it was so amazing. We continue to discuss the demon or whatever it is that is the focus of the story.

I end up going to bed down there, and as I fall asleep, it feels like I'm pulled out of my body. I'm floating along above my body, being pulled by some dark and evil presence. The atmosphere is dark and ominous, similar to dreams I used to have at my grandmother's house, and I wonder if her house was haunted.

I'm seriously disturbed by my complete lack of control here as this demonic thing floats me along through the wall and towards some unknown destination. I figure with my lucid experience and knowledge of dream control, I should be able to exert some control here, but I can't break the influence and control this thing has over me. I can't change direction as it pulls me along. I fight it and manage to wake myself up, waking back in the basement of the original dream.

Now I know why that video is so hard to find. If you watch it, it calls the demon to you, so most of the videos are destroyed.

-There is a museum that has been built with geometries from the temple described in the video/story. It also has a display about the culture of the people from where this demon originated. Because of this, the entire place is evil and haunted.

As I'm walking through the museum, all the patrons suddenly drop dead in a tangle on the floor. All except me because I've only just entered and barely crossed the thresh hold. I too drop, faking my death so whatever it is won't notice me. At the end of the Hall I see Tyson's face, which looks possessed. He eventually gets up and comes towards me, but he's himself, he was just faking.

Thought my recall would be better on this one. Was really interesting, and pretty scary, especially when it pulled me out of my body. I suppose I was lucid when that was happening, but I sure wasn't in control, which I found very disturbing.


Fragment: Muddy Waters
I'm floating down a river on a tire tube with a group of people. I get stuck in a curl, and see my mother floating towards my. SHe's lost her tube, so I give her mine, of which I seem to have several. I hope my remaining tubes will be able to keep me afloat and they do.

The water is brown and muddy, and one of the people with us says that means the bacteria count in the water is high and it can make you sick. I think he's full of shit, remembering all the time I've spent in that water diving for lures.

Captive
Recall: 4/10
Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm being held captive by some nasty criminals. In order to save my life so they don't kill me, this guy told them than I'm somebody I'm not. Somebody they want to build something for them, and if I don't build it for them, they'll kill me. Unfortunately I have no idea what they want me to build or how to make it.

I get them to let me use the bathroom and look for a weapon. There's nothing. I grab the toilet brush and snap off the end with the bristles, hoping to get a sharp point I can stab with, but it just cracks. Then I get an idea. I break open some razors and place three blades into the cracks on the end of the plastic handle. They are in there pretty tight, it's very light, but I can swing it really fast.

I walk out and tear out the throat of the guy closest to the door. The other criminals are stunned by my sudden attack and have a delayed reaction which allows my to take the gun of the guy who's throat I just slashed. I shoot the others and get away.

Then I find myself in a real life video game, gathering gear to fight other players. Eventually that turns into different variations on the game called Glitch, which would have made awesome suggestions for the devs if I could remember better.

I watched an episode of Franklin and Bash before bed, first time I'd ever seen it. In that episode, their filthy rich and powerful client invited them to elite parties, which set the tone for my dream.

Unhappy Ending
Recall: 9/10
Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Left Side (Right Brain)

Franklin asks me to come work with him. I really don't think I'm qualified to do anything in his field, but he insists, so I go along with it. We go to some busy office with rich and powerful people. It's hectic and again, I doubt I know enough to do anything here. Even something like answering the phone, I wouldn't know what to say to these people.

In his office, Franklin asks if anyone wants some acid. Nobody else piles up and I say I do, and he hands me a baggie with 5 hits in it, which I put in my pocket. This rich dude gets us to follow him, and I tag along, keeping quiet, not sure what to do or say. We go outside in the evening, and while they talk, I notice some women on the sidewalk wearing metal body armor. Feeling out of place, I walk over to get a better look, but when I get there, they are gone.

I look out to the river and see a car crash into the middle of the river from a bridge. This catches my attention, and the more I look, the more cars crash into the river. Normal cars, police cars, trucks. Then there are fireworks and all the crashed cars are involved in some sort of water ballet.

The guy brings us on his boat, and we eat like 5 meals in a row. I'm amazed at how much this guy eats. After our 5th course, he says "Lets order a pizza". Seems crazy, but I don't feel stuffed so I agree. We take off in his boat, a few more people show up and we party. There is only one woman there, a slightly plump but cute girl with long brown hair. We jump into the water and swim. Then I remember the acid in my pocket, ruined now. The girl swims up to one guy, strips, then swims over to me and says "I'm ready for you". SHe puts her arms around me, and I pull out my dick, leery of having it bitten by fish. Before we start having sex, my perspective shifts to another boat approaching us, and I overhear that they are trying to kidnap this woman.

I swim us over to the side of their boat unseen, and we crawl aboard while the guy on the boat is talking to some woman. The woman freaks out on him and caves his skull in with a wine bottle. Problem solved.

This new boat is huge and packed, and it's a wild rich person party. Someone says something about smoking a joint, and I pull out a bag of weed, thinking it will be wet from the water too, but it's not. The rich guy says if I soak it in alcohol, it will dry it out, and takes my bag off to soak it. I wander into another room where everyone is smoking hoping to get a hit on a joint, but nobody passes to me.

I don't know anyone at this party, and feel out of place, so I don't really talk to anyone. SOme of the girls are laughing that I don't talk, and when I do say something, they are all "OMG! He spoke!" I'm still having fun, the girls are friendly, and I think about hooking up. People at the party begin to pair off to go and have sex.

I see one guy who looks like Sam Merlot from True Blood, and two male prostitutes go up to him. They begin to fool around, but he suddenly sends them away. Once they are gone, I see that the guy has me pinned to the ground, and my perspective shifts back to my body. I tell the guy "Noooooooooo.... nonono", and he lets me up. THen out of the blue, he pulls out a straight razor and slashes me. I look at me arm and there is a deep deep cut. I wonder if I'll still be able to party with an injury like that.

Then the guy starts slashing me some more. I try to fight him off, but he moves like someone who's studied martial arts his whole life. His form is perfect, and I am way outclassed. He just cuts me and cuts and cuts me and cuts me, all over my body. Then he goes to work on my face. I don't feel any pain, but have been slashed so many times I figure there's no way I'll survive, and I don't think I even want to survive my injuries are so bad. Then he backs up, and throws his straight razor at me and it buries it's self deep into my forehead, waking me up.

Nothing like a death wake up to ensure good recall.

Guess all I needed for better recall was a good night's sleep.

Demons and Aliens
Recall: 8/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Left Side (Right Brain)

My brother and I pull up in the small french town of Bourgette where we used to live when we were very young. We get out of the car and some passing women comment that they went to school with us in kindergarten. I'm amazed they remember us.

We go over to the bar and start talking with a group of younger people (all about 18), discussing the town. I say it's a nice place, nice and quiet. We start hanging with them and my brother goes off with some of them. I go to look for him upstairs where one of the kids lives. In his room I see a dresser that must have belonged to me, since the top of it is plastered with drawing I made. But the longer I look at them, the more they are not my pictures.

I go up a very narrow set of stairs expecting to find my brother, but just find a computer with something satanic on the screen. I go back outside and it's now a busy Canada day celebration. And that's when the UFOs show up.

The UFOs are colorful lights in the sky, and the more I watch them, the more of them they are, and the more complex their aerial displays are. And then they start to attack. I see my parents and tell them I can't find my brother. then go back inside to look for him again.

Inside the place is under attack by Japanese demons with long needle like teeth. One of the girls we were sitting with is now one of these demons, but she doesn't quite realize it yet. There are swords scattered around, and as the demon girl comes at me, I grab a heavy sword with a long straight edge and cut her in two from head to groin. The chopping power of this sword feels good in my hands, and I carve up lots of demons with it.

Frenchies caught me attention last night as the elected a seperatist government, which is what sparked my dream of that french town. The ensuing destruction probably reflects wishful thinking on my part.

Had this dream a week or two ago. The content isn't that interesting, but since it involves finding a DC, it has some relevance to control.


So, I was dreaming about some girl, woke up, went back to bed with with a fuzzy warm feeling of being with her. In the dream that followed, I was trying to find her. I try looking, but can't remember where to find her. I figure I must have gotten her phone number, so I go to my desk and look for it. I can't find it but keep looking, then notice a cork from one of my Chimay beers has writing on it. I pick it up, and see her name and number after several attempts to read it. Her name changes, but I get the number.

And then she's right there beside me. She reaches into her jacket and hands me a glass jar full of black earth and water, saying my uncle Rick wanted me to have it. /end dream


What I find interesting about that was how I summoned her. I wasn't lucid or anything, and I didn't use any special technique. All I did was stay focused on her. She didn't appear right away, and there was a lot of fail before I got her, but my focus and resolve won out in the end.

Since finding of summoning DCs is a common question around here, I though this dream had some relevance.

Sigh, another day with no recall and barely any sleep. But I did have something interesting happen as I was falling asleep.

As I was laying there, I suddenly had the memory of a certain feeling, like a dream I can almost remember but not quite get to. I concentrated on that memory, and was able to recreate that feeling for a couple of seconds before I lost it again.

It felt like a state of being other than normal, and I also felt I was intimately familiar with this feeling. It felt like my arms (Not my real ones) were like Gumby's arms. Kind of flat and rectangular. The position of my arms was like somebody in a full body cast. The muscles along my chest and stomach felt like they were flat foam cutouts about an inch and a half thick.

I have no idea what this was, but I knew I had experienced it before. I just couldn't remember when. I thinks this happened because I've been working with awareness/attention, blind spots, and studying how to use them for invisibility ever since I recorded that last dream in my DJ here.

Had this one sometime last week. Wasn't exactly lucid, but I sure controlled the dream like I was.

Dude where's my car
Recall: 8/10
Sleep: Unknown
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm questioning how I got to my hometown and conclude I must have drove here, gotten drunk and forgotten where I put my car. I spend quite a lot of time searching for it since I'm really fixated on having lost my car.

I eventually encounter some guy who invites my to go smoke a joint. I pull out my own baggie and say he can try some of mine too. We're inspecting each other's weed when a cop shows up. I tell my new friend to simply ignore the officer and he won't be able to bother us. I turn my back on the cop, but also lose the other guy in the blind spot I've created behind me. They're gone now, and I need to find my car.

I figure I'll be able to spot it better from the air, so I start to fly down the street. But I get too high and too fast to be able to see the cars below, so I slow down. Soon after I spot my car in the middle of someone's front lawn. Looks like a drunk just crashed it there. I land and walk to my car, but by the time I get there it's no longer my vehicle.

I don't know if control without lucidity is a blessing or a curse. Probably just an obsession.

The control turn when the cop showed up stems from the time I totally used a Jedi Mind trick on a cop. He was a bike cop, in the middle of the road checking for seat belts. I didn't have mine on and got stuck at the red light right where he was. He was approaching down the line of cars, looking for seat belts, so I just looked straight ahead. He walked right by me without seeing I didn't have a seat belt on. I looked back in the mirror, and saw him do a double take when he finally noticed me.

I always wondered how I did that, but I realize now that I used the same kind of blind spot to make that cop not see my seat belt as I do to banish things in my dreams. By staring straight ahead intently, I was somehow able to push the cops attention forward and away from me, thus creating an attention blind spot. He could still see I wasn't wearing my belt, he just couldn't focus his attention on it. Unfortunately it stopped working once he got behind me.

Fragment: Vampire History
Something about vampires and their history. Was a vast storyline that went way back, and was very complex.

Obviously this comes form the vampire bible in true blood and that 200o year old vampire chick.

Aliens and the origins of modern man
Recall: 7/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm walking along in the basement when I see a face pressed up against the basement window. It's an alien, with pink human like skin, human like features, but it's different enough to be creepy. I ignore the feeling of uneasiness I have and open the window, put my hand against the screen, and invite it in. I tell it to hold on and I'll go upstairs and let it in.

When I get upstairs, the alien is already inside, only now it looks more like a classic grey, only about as tall as a baby. It's kind of cute, and I pick it up. The alien begins to tell me where they are from, which is 13 star systems over, and it describes it's planet. I say "Maybe I should write this down..."

Next thing I know, I'm looking at a pile of harvested wheat in a field, and the alien tells me this is the origin of mankind. It says that in the pile of wheat a certain bacteria has mutated which vastly improves the functioning of our brains when consumed. This bacteria spreads and made us what we are today.

Now, back home, the little alien is now a tiny stuffed teddy bear sitting on my shoulder. I wonder about the fact that it keeps changing shape, and I walk over to the washing machine thinking the reflective surface of the door will reveal it's true form. But no, it's still a cute little teddy bear.

I lose the little alien for a moment, and call for it to come back. I search around a little bit and then a whole bunch of them come towards me. They are all little fuzzy stuffed animals, although many of them are little slugs or something. I gather them all up and they crawl all over my body.

Had a dream last night where 2 DV members were entering my dreams and harassing me. Unfortunately, I lost most of the details, including their names, to false awakening dream notes. Dunno if it was real or just a dream.

I see the two interlopers standing in the grass. I leap down on them, pushing them on the top of their heads and driving them deep into the ground. The first guy wakes up from this, but the second one remains in the dream, although still pegged deep into the ground. I take a large spike and drive it into his head, using the instability of the death archetype to wake him from the dream.

They keep returning though.

So who was it? Come on! 'Fess up!

Collision Earth
Recall: 7/10
Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Unknown

A rogue planet is detected that is on a collision course with earth. It's much larger than the earth, and will completely destroy us if it hit, so I go into space with 2 other people to see what we can do. Since the rogue planet is so large and still far away, altering it's orbit is out of the question. That means we have to alter the orbit of the earth. Not an easy thing to do. So I come up with the idea of crashing the moon into the earth.

We discuss the idea briefly, my companions saying we need the moon to help regulate our planet. I tell them we'll build a new moon. Not having any other options, we use our space ship to push the moon towards the earth, then fly back home. We land just before the moon hits.

The moon crashes into the north pole, which we figured was as far away from populated areas as we could get. I knew this collision would be bad, but I wasn't prepared for just how bad. A massive shockwave travels the entire earth from pole to pole, destroying everything in it's path. And yet it was still better than the alternative. Many people die, but many survive. The human race, and our planet continues on.

Alien Invasion
Recall: 3/10
Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Unknown

There's an alien invasion. Creepy tall skinny aliens in black suits are grabbing everyone. My group of survivors hole up in a house and begin to prep it for survival. As we do, we feel a barrage of mental energy hit it. I look outside and the house is surrounded those creepy aliens. We grab whatever makeshift melee weapons we can, and head out to fight the aliens.

Luckily for us, some other people happened onto the scene, and the aliens went after them, leaving us alone for the moment. Since we're out, we decide to raid the other houses for supplies. The first house seems empty, but we find a family in there. We offer to have them join us, but they refuse, which is too bad because they have good food supplies.

The second house I hit is empty, but as I gather supplies, the owners come home. Bad luck.