Oneironaut's Matrix

[Moonbeam]

That's really cool, your super-fast flying. I got to slither around a mall floor like a snake, oh boy. Guess the gravity was stronger where I was. At least it was a lucid, right.

[Oneironaut Zero]

Man, you had quite the night last night. The God of War dream seemspretty awesome, it's too bad you didn't remember more of the fight. You also had more lucids in one night than I have had since I started (Mar.07/07) lol. Anyways, I look forward to reading more of your dreams![/b] Thanks! And here's to many more of your own, in the future. One of the beasts threw a spinning wheel of a, glowing, energy weapon at me. Without even thinking twice, I put up my hands in front of me, to block it. The weapon slammed into my hands and started grinding against them, while continuing to spin. It sounded like a metal wheel scraping up against a metal barrier, and sparks were flying from the point of impact. It was pretty badass. I then threw my hands to the side and made the wheel go flying off to the side, and kept fighting. Shit man thats intense, do you think you ended up winning the fight?[/b] Heh. As confident as I was feeling, I'm pretty sure I had to have. It just sucks that I can't remember it. I'm finding that it's been harder and harder for me to remember the blow-by-blow details of my dreamfights. I gotta find a way to do something about that. That's really cool, your super-fast flying. I got to slither around a mall floor like a snake, oh boy. Guess the gravity was stronger where I was. At least it was a lucid, right.[/b] Yeah, I just hope I can change my speed as easily, the next time I want/need to do it. I think I'm steadily getting better at my flight control, though. It's coming along a lot easier than it used to. For now, at least. And congrats on the lucid, yourself. I'm gonna go check it out, now.

[Oneironaut Zero]

04/10/2007 Dream One: "Duel with Freddy" SHIT. I can't remember a damn thing from this one, but I know it was wild. (Popped a B6 before bed.) It was some kind of supernatural duel between me and Freddy Kreuger. I don't really know if I was lucid or not, which sucks, but I was doing a lot of crazy shit, that matched his powers to manipulate the dreamworld. Todd was there with me, through the whole dream. -I vaguely remember a part where Todd and I were speeding toward a gate, in a really fast car, away from some sort of danger that Freddy created and, when we got through it, Todd, driving, yanked us into a 360 degree spin and we straightened out, onto the road, and kept going. -There was another part where I remember Freddy standing at the edge of a wooded area. My perspective, which was disembodied at the time, shifts to an over-the-shoulder view of Freddy and it shows him changing around the woods, with his mind. He rearranges the scenery of the entire area, in front of him, with some wavy, liquifying(word?) special effect. That's about all I can remember, though. Damn shame, too. Oh well. Dream (Fragment) Two: Some guy was showing me that he had a ring just like the unique gold ring that I got from my dad, when he died.

[packmania]

Bloody hell, what was that supplement you took the other night before having four lucids in one night?! I need to get me some... Awesome lucids as well, that flying with the wake sounds pretty insane. And you matched Freddie this time! Congratulations! Pity the details escaped you, i bet it was intense.

[Oneironaut Zero]

Bloody hell, what was that supplement you took the other night before having four lucids in one night?! I need to get me some... Awesome lucids as well, that flying with the wake sounds pretty insane. And you matched Freddie this time! Congratulations! Pity the details escaped you, i bet it was intense.[/b] It was a Stacker 2 that I took the other night. I had been doing a little partying before that and figured that I might need something a little stronger than a B6 to keep me from slipping into dreamless sleep. Had I been completely sober, I probably would have woken up, during the night, because it's hard to sleep on those Stackers. They always give me intense, usually crazy, dreams though. Instead of waking me up, though, it seemed to just counter-act to my having been dead-tired, and brought me into just enough awareness to stay lucid, pretty easily. And yeah, I really wish I could remember the details of that Freddy dream. I don't even know who won. Oh well. I do remember it being much more adventurous, and less twisted and disturbing as the Freddy nightmare I had a while back, which is good. lol.

[Oneironaut Zero]

04/12/2007 Don't remember a thing. I remember dreaming, and spent a good 15 mins trying to recall it, in the morning, but I got nothin.

[Oneironaut Zero]

04/15/2007 "Another 'God of War' Related Dream" (Incubated) Picked up some more melatonin, last night, and popped one of those, along with a B6, so last night's dream was very vivid. I had been playing God of War for a few hours, once again setting in my intention to dream about a lot of the concepts I was seeing, on screen. I remember, specifically, when fighting the huge Minotaur, in the game (which was awesome), I'd made it a point to dream about some of the boss battles. Well, it worked. I dreamt about maybe 4 or 5 monsters, and my having to confront them. I don't remember doing too many badass fighting moves, or anything, it was more like the waking-life me being attacked by these huge monsters, and having to use my brain to find ways to defend myself. I can't really remember what all of them looked like, but I know that they weren't exact copies of the God of War monsters, but I know they were directly related to the game. I know the most intense encounters of the dream were underwater. Before that, I'd fought one monster in my backyard. It was all black and stood on all fours. It also had some kind of attack, where it launched all of these little minions at me - smaller copies of itself - kind of like the Cerberus monsters, in the game. Now that I think of it, this thing, in my dream, actually looked a lot like a Cerberus, but I can only remember it being completely black. Like, black hole black, where not even the surrounding light cast any sort of illumination on its features. I remember that this 15-or-so-foot-tall (on all fours) beast could jump like crazy (It moved a lot like the Minotaur from the game - fast and agile) and would continuously jump to and from the rooftop of my house, to get a better position on me. Sometime later, I was underwater (which is interesting because I distinctly found myself apprehensive about focusing on dream incubation, while I was swimming through the water levels on God of War, because shit like that usually freaks me out - being way out in and/or under the water. Interesting that made its way into my dreams, so strongly). First, if I remember the order correctly, I was in the vast blue of open water. Obviously, my mind used the "Trident of Poseidon" concept (which is an item, in the game, that lets you breathe, underwater), and I was, obviously, hundreds of feet deep. I was being chased by a huge, prehistoric fish, that looked something like This. All I remember is swimming and zig-zagging through the water as these massive teeth chomped down behind me, every few seconds. I had come to a sunken city, and was navigating the fallen arches and pillars. The water was a really dark blue, but was still light enough to see, a few feet, in every direction. If I remember right, the big fish had a bunch of little fish that came in, around this time. I remember some of them biting down on my arms and legs and trying to haul me back to the big fish, or something like that. I dunno. That part's hazy. I remember encountering the last beast, twice. The first time (I think it was the first time), I was walking through this sunken city, having escaped the big fish. (I now find it funny that I was walking through this city, even though it was submerged in water. Heh. Anyway, I came to a very large room, and my perspective switched to third person, showing me, from the side, panned out enough to see most of this room as I continued to walk into it. I could hardly see anything in this room, but the room seemed to have nothing but spaced pillars around it, as walls. Most everything I could see was simply black silhouette, set against the deep blue of the open ocean, between the pillars that surrounded me. It looked like an ancient ballroom, or something, and only a few things in the room were granted enough light for me to actually see any detail. Gradually, I began to catch glimpses of a distinct tubing that seemed to become more plentiful, the further that walked into the room. These long - and probably four feet, in diameter - ropes were hanging from the ceiling and coming up from the floor, many of them coiled in neat spirals, up and down the surrounding pillars, all leading to a shadowed, central area. Watching myself, from the side, I was only a few feet away from the far side of the room, when I saw the eye staring back at me. All the ropes started moving and drew back to the front of the giant squid, its tentacles having been all around the room I was in, without me having known it. I went on to fight/evade the squid, but I don't remember a damn thing about it. I know that I had another run-in with the squid, though. I was swimming through a field of rocks - which is weird, now that I think about it, because the rocks seemed to be just floating. They were huge boulders, and should have been at the bottom of the ocean, but they were floating there like asteroids in space. Anyway, moving through all of these, close-set rocks, I began to see those ropes again, wrapped tightly around every other rock, here and there. I realized they were tentacles and then saw the squids head, in the distance, as some of the, aimlessly-floating, rocks cleared my field of view. Don't remember anything that happened after that. Helluva ride, though.

[Man of Shred]

just a thought for freddy. Would throwing him into the fires of mount doom kill him?

[Oneironaut Zero]

just a thought for freddy. Would throwing him into the fires of mount doom kill him?[/b] WOW…. ….Imagine my surprise, when I just woke up from a dream about Freddy, having taken him to some unrecalled location that I found out would kill him, and this was the first thing I read. Had to do a couple of reality checks, on that one. And I dunno about that. Heh. It’s hard to say. It’d be fun to try, though. 04/16/2007 Don’t remember much, but I there was some type of small-scale war going on. Me, a partner and a bunch of others were on one side, with Todd and Jesse, to name a few, on the other. T and J’s team were either a branch of the police or military officers, I can’t remember which, but they represented the human side of things. Me and my team were either from another planet or were born with powers or something, because we were invulnerable to physical damage. The “policeâ€� didn’t know this, when we first got into our conflict and I remember letting somebody shoot me in the face or something, acting like I was in so much pain, and then looking at my partner and smiling. I also remember something about one of the “copsâ€� running at me with his arms full of pin-less grenades. 04/17/2007 Dream (Fragment) One: Another dream about Freddy. Damn shame I can’t really remember much of it. I get the feeling it was pretty long, though. One part I remember is that my friends and I had figured out a way to kill him. Somehow, we’d gotten him knocked out and had to transport him to someplace, but I can’t remember where. The only clip I really recall is driving down some dark, dirt road with Freddy’s unconscious body in my back seat. I was going as fast as I could and kept glancing back over my shoulder, to make sure he was still out. The only thing I could think of was him waking up and lunging at me, from behind, when I’d least expected it. I think I ended up getting to wherever I was going, though. Can’t remember Dream (Fragment) Two: I was explaining to someone (Mike, I think) about lucid dreaming.

[Pastro]

Putting Freddy in the back seat was a poor choice don't you think? Was he at least tied down? I would have tied him to my bumper and dragged him there. Regardless of that good job on taking him down.

[Vex Kitten]

Those melatonin/B6 dreams of yours are so intense. I've been toying with the idea of trying that combo for a couple of weeks now. I think I'll give it a try when I'm over being sick. Or maybe I'll try it while Im sick and see what twisted dreams may come.

[Oneironaut Zero]

Putting Freddy in the back seat was a poor choice don't you think? Was he at least tied down? I would have tied him to my bumper and dragged him there. Regardless of that good job on taking him down.[/b] LOL. No joke. I thought the same thing, after the dream. It's a shame I can't remember how it was I ended up putting him in the back seat (No, I don't think he was even tied down. He was wrapped up in something, though.) and I remember waking up, trying to recall that very thing and being like "What in the HELL was I thinking??" lol And thanks. Those melatonin/B6 dreams of yours are so intense. I've been toying with the idea of trying that combo for a couple of weeks now. I think I'll give it a try when I'm over being sick. Or maybe I'll try it while Im sick and see what twisted dreams may come.[/b] Hell yeah, they are. Actually, I had a few drinks with a friend, last night, but I still wanted to remember my dreams, so I took another B6 (no melatonin) before bed. The dream I had last night showed no mercy, either. lol Get well soon, Vex. Can't wait to hear about some of your B6/melatonin experiences. I can only imagine what kind of crazy shit your mind is going to hit you with. Haha. 04/18/2007 "Out of the Frying Pan..." My earliest memory of this one is being in a boat, with a bunch of other people, and leaving an island. There was another boat in our group, and they were right along side us. I don’t remember if any of the people with me were friends that I have in waking life, but I could tell we were very close, in the dream. As we were pulling away from this island, I happened to take a glance back at the coast. There was a figure on the shore that was crawling toward the water. Even from about 50 yards out, I could tell that it was a corpse. A rotted one, at that. This thing was crawling/slithering over the sand like the dead chick from The Ring, and it instantly reminded me of Jason Voorhees young, human form. Slipping into the tide, it disappeared into the water. As soon as the body was gone, there was a weird, almost holographic flash of color in the water, near us, just as a wave broke against the boat. The wave was small but the boat crashed as if it had hit a giant rock. We started taking on water, and could tell that the boat was going to sink quickly. This was a covered boat and there were about three or four of us in the cabin. The way the boat sank, the part that had the door to the cabin was already underwater, and we were somewhat trapped inside, having to swim to keep ourselves afloat in the pocket of air that took up the highest corner of the boat. Having no way out, we were just about to swim down to find our way out of the cabin, when one of the guys started freaking out, screaming that something had his leg – which, in turn, freaked the rest of us out, but not as much as when the guy’s screams turned into a gurgling sound, blood flowing up out of his mouth and streaming down into the water. Just after that, he was visibly yanked down into the water and disappeared. I remember thinking “Oh shit! Oh Shit! Oh Shit!!â€� and trying to climb up on anything that would get my body out of the water. While scrambling to do this, I felt hands trying to grip onto my legs and started to panic, kicking them as hard as I can and still trying to find something to climb on. After a few seconds, the tugging sensation stopped, but the air pocket had nearly disappeared. The boat was now submerged, completely, and was sinking to the bottom of the ocean. I knew that we had to either take our chances in the water to escape, or we were going to drown. There was a guy and a girl left, along with me, and we dove below the water. It was blue enough to where we could see, while beneath the surface, that whatever/whoever had killed the other guy was nowhere to be found. Fighting against suffocation, we swam through the door of the boat and then up to the surface. The other boat in our party was right there, waiting for us, having no idea of what had happened inside. We climbed aboard and headed further away from the island. My recall (or the dream, itself) skips ahead, here, to where we were docking at some coastline boardwalk. The girl had a son (actually, I think it was her son that was in the boat, instead of another guy. I don’t know though. Anyway) and the three of us were playing games on the boardwalk. Soon after, our whole group went to the indoor arcade. Things went pretty well, for a while, but I kept thinking about how that corpse reminded me of Jason, wondering if it was Jason that killed the guy in our boat, and praying to God that he hadn’t followed us here. Now, I don’t remember how the hell this came about, but something tipped us all off that we were in trouble. There was something coming and we immediately had to scatter and find hiding spots, within the arcade. I was expecting that Jason had found us. I can’t remember where I hid, but I was to where I could see the hiding places of the others. The only one I remember, though, is that a guy hid himself inside (somehow) of a big statue of a hippo, or some other decoration. His face was just barely visible, inside the hippo’s mouth. Suddenly there was a bunch of thumping coming from the ceiling, followed by a loud crash. A figure fell through the ceiling, crashing down onto its side, on the floor. When the dust cleared, I could see it was a Yautja (a Predator alien) and I immediately thought, again “…oh shit.â€� The Yautja stood up slowly and looked down at its hand. Skewered on its wrist-blades was a Face-hugger Alien (Haha. Aliens vs Predator, anyone? I gotta stop watching so many movies. ) The Yautja turned its hand left and right, inspecting the speared alien larva, and then let out one of those deep, creepy laughs from the movie as if it was reveling in its own victory over the smaller alien. It pulled it off of the blades and held it in its other hand. Nobody said a word, as everyone knows that Yautjas are no joke. It didn’t seem to see any of us and was beginning to go on about its business, when it suddenly stopped walking, raising its head slowly, silently. Then, without warning, the Yautja spun around, slinging up its right arm and stabbing the wrist blades straight into the mouth of the hippo statue that it was standing in front of, affectively impaling the face of the man hiding inside of it, with the foot-long razors of the twin blades. That’s the last thing I remember. I don’t even know if he found the rest of us, or we all abandoned our hiding spots and got the hell out of there.

[Oneironaut Zero]

<div align="center">Happy Two-Year DV Anniversary, to Me&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;&#33;</div> 04/19/2007 "Heroes&#39; and the &#39;Half-Shells" Don&#39;tt remember much about this one, but it involved the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles having a run-in with Sylar, the bad guy from the show Heroes. The turtles were, apparently, living in an apartment (?) and, one day, Sylar shows up while Michelangelo is the only one home. He answers the door and Sylar, takes him by surprise. I vaguely remember him starting to do that lobotomy thing he does on the show, to sample some of Michelangelo&#39;s brain, but this was something that was implied, and I never saw it happen. Later, the other turtles were hanging out on a fire escape, when Michelangelo came up to them. There was some dialogue and it turned out that Michelangelo was actually Sylar who&#39;d, somehow, developed the power to shape-shift into people whose DNA he&#39;d "sampled"(much like his power to steal the powers of others, in the same way). He thought he&#39;d gotten the drop on all of them, and was about to steal all of their identities, traits and fighting abilities, when the real Michelangelo suddenly shows up. All four of the turtles explain how, with Sylar having thought Michelangelo was dead, Mikey was able to contact the others and tell them what was going on. They had also been able to devise a way to defeat Sylar. I can&#39;t remember if this was the result of that plan, or an escape strategy by Sylar, but the last thing I remember is Sylar melting away into a puddle of liquid and dripping down through the fire escape railing.

[NeAvO]

Happy Dreams Views birthday to you Also great Heroes dream, lol. I kind of feel bad for Sylar, getting melted like that. Besides he could've beaten the turtles in a fights hands down

[The Cusp]

Turtles AND heroes? Fantastic dream. Can't wait untill monday for finale of Heroes

[Oneironaut Zero]

Thanks. NeAvO: And yeah, he would have destroyed the Turtles. Haha. There was a real sense of shock and vulnerability in him, when he saw that Michelangelo was still alive, though. I wish I could remember whether he died or escaped. It seemed like he did the water-thing on purpose. The Cusp: Hell yeah, me too. I'm pretty excited about this next season.

[Twoshadows]

Happy Two-Year DV Anniversary, to Me!!!!![/b] Happy anniversary, O!! I didn't realize ours were only a day apart. Mine's tomorrow. I've had a great LDing year. And you've had an extraordinary two years since joining. I'm so glad you're here. Thanks for your help, inspiration, and friendship. 8)

[Moonbeam]

Happy dream b-day to all of us! The year flew by so fast. I think I've made progress lately, in large part due to spending more time reading the great dreams you guys share in your journals. Thanks for the effort you put into it!

[Oneironaut Zero]

Happy anniversary, O!! I didn't realize ours were only a day apart. Mine's tomorrow. I've had a great LDing year. And you've had an extraordinary two years since joining. I'm so glad you're here. Thanks for your help, inspiration, and friendship. 8)[/b] Happy dream b-day to all of us! The year flew by so fast. I think I've made progress lately, in large part due to spending more time reading the great dreams you guys share in your journals. Thanks for the effort you put into it![/b] Thanks, both of you! And "Happy Anniversaries", right back at 'cha. Amazing that all of our anniversaries are so close together. We've all had some amazing experiences, so far, (both lucid and non-) and have definitely made some progress. Having good people around, that enjoy reading my journal, is more than enough insentive and inspiration to keep up with it. I've enjoyed having both of you in my circle of DV friends and look forward to another great year with ya.

[oneironut]

Belated congratulations! Heh, this is the second anniversary I've missed so far. I'm in the doghouse for sure.

[Oneironaut Zero]

Hahaha. It's cool, man. Thanks! And Whoa, what a night, last night. Sorry, this one is ridiculously long. It's hard to imagine that I feel like I'm leaving a lot out of it. 04/23/2007 Dream One: "Aimlessly Lucid" / "Archeologist's Dream" Had about the longest lucid I've had in a while, last night (with some B6 and melatonin, before bed). I'd woken up and then fallen back asleep, so my recall is really hazy. There are a lot of things I just don't remember, and things that I can't remember in which order they happened. But anyway, the first thing I remember is being in someone's house. There were a bunch of us just hanging around, BSing. I'd gotten up, went to the bathroom and was washing my mouth out, as if I'd just gotten done eating something. With no other cue, whatsoever, than the fact that things just didn't feel right, [color=blue]I suddenly realized I was dreaming, while spitting the water back in the sink. I looked over at a little monkey statuete that was on the counter. It had this wide-open mouth that was baring parted teeth. To confirm that I was dreaming I focused on closing the mouth of the monkey with my mind. Since the monkey was a single-piece carving, and there were no hinges on the mouth, the monkey's face actually morphed, making a smooth transition from opened- to closed-mouth, as if it were a real creature. I was definitely dreaming. I knew I had to ground myself into the dream and noticed that there was a haze that was starting to fall over things, so I looked at my hands. (I know I ended up doing this a lot, throughout the dream(s) and was impressed, even while dreaming, at how long I maintained my lucidity.) They didn't really look too abnormal, this time. The concentration on my hands brought everything about the dream into a deeper level of detail. I walked outside, not really paying much attention to anyone else. I remember stopping on the porch and asking myself what it was I wanted to do with my lucidity. For the longest time, I couldn't really decide. (I need to start having a plan for when I spontaneously become lucid. =/ None of the tasks this month have really grabbed my attention, so I couldn't really think of anything to do.) I finally decided to just go do some flying and see wherever my mind wanted to take me. I looked at the sky and remember seeing the white clouds suddenly change their patterns, really drastically. A fluffy outline of a figure emerged in the clouds, actually giving the sky the look of a DV Member's artwork that I saw, yesterday, of a woman's form in the clouds. I bent my legs, took off, and was instantly hundreds of feet above the ground. At first, I was having a little bit of trouble maintaining altitude, but I quickly got the hang of it, and just headed off in one direction. I remember, sometime around here, that I had wound up in the city. I was in what looked like a highrise apartment that had a glass window along an entire wall. (Maybe I flew in through the glass, but I don't remember.) The room also had a blue martial arts mat that took up the entire floor, so I'd figured this place to be a dojo. I distinctly remember walking around, pacing, on this mat, trying to think of something to do with my lucidity. (And, OF COURSE, I completely forget about trying to find the Crossroads or the Lucid Dojo...even though I'm lucid...in a dojo...and looking for something to do. ...Just shoot me, now. :sweat2: ) I felt the need to stabilize the dream again, and stared at the white, stucco wall of the dojo, instead of my hand. It did the trick, though, and the dream was much more vivid, again. I'm not too sure if I was lucid through the beginning of this next part, and I definitely remember gaining lucidity again later on, so I'll just say that I wasn't: I ended up flying out to this jungle that was on an island. The water was an almost unnaturally bright blue and there was a much larger island beside the one I'd landed on. On this island, I started getting into your standard adventure game (God of War) scenarios, having to go into caves to find relics and artifacts (For what reason? ...I don't know. :shrug: ) and getting through all of these traps. The last thing I had to pass, in this jungle, was a strip of croc-infested water. It's hard to believe I have a hard time recalling something that was that intense. I remember running over their faces, tripping and falling into the water at times, scrambling back on all fours from them, while they snap at me, and grabbing one that had just snapped his jaws shut, and holding his mouth closed - knowing that their jaws are much easier to keep closed, than to stop from closing. It was a hell of a trial, but I got passed them. When I was done with this island, carrying whatever it was I was carrying, I flew across the waterway and onto the bigger island, which was dominated by a mountain. Next thing I remember, I'm scaling the top of the mountain, it's getting dark out, and it's snowing. For a lot of this part, I was in third-person perspective and could see that the top of the mountain was actually shaped like an animal. It was as if a statue the size of Godzilla had been carved directly into the face of the mountain. I don't know exactly what kind of animal it was, but I remember it resembling a bear standing up on its hind legs. This statue was so massive that, in climbing the mountain, I was actually climbing the statue. In different sections of the "Bear's" body, were entrances to different caverns. Each with its own relic that I had to get, and each with it's own set of traps. If I remember correctly, there was one entrance in either hand and one in the mouth. I don't remember what kind of trap I met when I entered the first corridor but, being inside it and having gotten what I came in there for, I realized I was dreaming, again. I actually stopped and said to myself that I was going to need to start trying to recall some things, now, if I'm going to remember them, when I wake up. I thought of a couple of reminding key words, looked at my hands again, to stabilize the dream, and headed back out, the way I came in. On the way back out, the thin corridor lost its floor and, instead, was a long pit of crocs. ...Again. I made much shorter work of the crocs this time, fighting them back and even taking a few chomped fingers. The pain was hardly enough to bother me. It was there, though. Still going along with this dream, I headed over to the other entrance, climbing over to the "Bear's other hand" which was cupped upward, to make a sort of bowl-shaped ledge, in front of the cave entrance. On this snow-covered ledge, I was attacked by a pack of wolves. I remember much less about this than the fight with the crocs, but it was just about as crazy. I don't remember actually going in the second cave, but I'm sure I did, because I was soon climbing up to the mouth of the "Bear." As with the other entrances, the entire mouth was glowing with torch-light. Inside was another long corridor, with a metal-fence type grating on the floor. I don't think anything happened on my way in but, on my way out of the cave, I was suddenly being chased by a tall saw blade that came up out of the floor, like a shark fin, and a train of fire which was coming out of the walls of the hallway, in succession, in my direction. I started hauling ass. (Didn't have time to stand around and build up too much confidence in my lucidity, when I saw that shit coming. :sweat1 This dual-trap was getting closer to me, as I was getting closer to the entrance. When I got to the end, though, I remembered that there was no ground under this entrance. This was the mouth of a "bear" and it was a protrusion in the face of the statue. Without even thinking, I dove to the floor, sliding the few extra inches and straight out of the mouth of the statue, grabbing the very edge with my hand. My perspective then switched to third person again, and I saw the outside of the bear/mountain, with myself dangling from its mouth, while a huge stream of fire sprayed out into the night, a few feet over my head. Yes. It was pretty fuckin dope. Haha. Anyway, after that, I went up to the top of the "bear's" head. Up there, there was something of a climax, but I don't remember it. I don't really even know if I stayed lucid through it. All I know was the top of the bearmountainstatuething's head was an enormous disc that me and whoever I ended up confronting were standing on, and it was made of ice. I don't really even remember how significant that was, to the fight, (if there was a fight?) but I just remember it making things really slippery. Dream (Fragment) Two: Walking toward Wal-Mart at night, with someone else and, just as we are getting to the door, to people come busting out of it. They'd stolen something. Security was right behind them, but they stopped at the door and let the theives get away. My friend and I just kind of looked at each other like "Wtf? " and, instead of going straight into Wal-Mart, stopped in at another door in the plaza, right beside it, to get something to eat. Dream (Fragment) Three: I was riding my old BMX along the I-4 overpass and, somehow, fed onto the interstate. Even though I was on a bicycle and could have turned around, I felt forced to go with the flow of traffic, meaning I had to go aaaaallll the way down to the next exit, which was miles away, turn around, and come all the way back, to get to my house. Even halfway, seemed like I'd been riding the bike for like half an hour. I finally ended up getting a ride from someone. There was more to this dream, but I can't remember it.

[Twoshadows]

That was a cool, very long lucid, O. What an adventure! By the way, I had Walmart dream last night. But I didn't steal anything, I promise.

[Oneironaut Zero]

That was a cool, very long lucid, O. What an adventure! By the way, I had Walmart dream last night. But I didn't steal anything, I promise. [/b] Yeah, it was great. Just the scenery itself was amazing. I'd like to see what kind of artwork I could do of that huge Bear/Mountain because it was tight. All white snow against dark purple sky and three fire-lit caves on its body. Whenever I get some time, I'm gonna have to work on that. And Lol @ Wal-Mart. I just got done writing a reply to that in your journal. That's too funny.

[Twoshadows]

And Lol @ Wal-Mart. I just got done writing a reply to that in your journal. That's too funny.[/b] And I just replied to your reply too.

[Oneironaut Zero]

04/24/2007 "Fatal Attraction" Another vivid B6 dream. I was in a mansion, standing just at the door to my room, looking out into the hall. I could tell there were a lot of people roaming around this mansion, and it had the atmosphere of a college dorm or frat house. It was obviously late in the night, and the hallway lights were out. From one of the rooms in the hallway, a girl (that looks a lot like my friend N, now that I think about it) in a green belly-shirt and black pants comes out, closing the door behind her. She saw me, smiled, and started walking my way, seductively. I could tell that she was coming from another guy's room, but I really didn't care. From the way we were eyeing each other, I could tell that we were going to be getting to know each other very quickly. Before I knew it, we were on my bed, making out, and damn was it good. It was definitely one of the best make-out sessions I think I've ever had, whether in a dream or in waking life. I could smell her hair and she was small, but slightly thick, and her skin felt so good. One thing was quickly leading to another and, while she was starting to go down on me, my perspective changed to the outside of the mansion. There was a wingless, stone gargoyle on the roof that was near a huge clock. The clock struck a certain hour and bells started tolling. Suddenly, the gargoyle statue started to move, and the outside of the mansion began changing in appearance. The flawless facade of the mansion took on a old, condemned look - solid stone walls replaced with rotting wooden boards and broken windows. Also, an attic door (something like the one in the movie House on Haunted Hill, which my friend and I had been talking about, over the weekend) opened up behind the gargoyle. The gargoyle then turned, slowly, and walked in through the opening. This (approx) 10 foot beast was now in the mansion. My perspective switched back to first-person and, right on cue with the tolling of the bells, the girl starts acting really creepy. She was getting this evil little tone to her pillow-talk. I can't remember what all she was saying, though. I do know that it ended up with her pulling two bloody, human organs from (somewhere?) and dropping them down on me, laughing wickedly. She implied that they were taken out of the guy in the previous room, after she'd had her way with him, and that I was next. She then leaned down over me and forcefully tried to kiss me. As she was doing this, her mouth started oozing blood that I can only assume was not her own. I threw her off of me and made a break for the door, conscious of this supernatural transformation that the entire situation had taken. I think I was beginning to realize I was dreaming (but to a small enough extent to say I wasn't yet lucid) and headed straight for a wall, in the hallway. Overwriting doubt, I lunged at the wall and crashed straight through it, effortlessly. I then crashed through wall after wall, until I was outside. Outside, it was now day time. I was (still) running my ass off and there happened to be a train station right outside the mansion. I was trying to make the train and could see it just beginning to pull away, as I got closer. Also coming closer to lucidity, and suspending doubt, I jumped at the train and drove my fingers into its steel side like Wolverine's claws, hanging onto the side of the train as it sped up, away from the station. I then crawled, sideways, along the face of the train and then up to the roof of the car. While atop the train, I finally came to what I believe was my first true realization that I was dreaming. Having been on all fours, I was no longer worried about falling off the train, and stood up, surfer-style. It was completely immersive. I could feel the wind whipping by me, and the subtle movements of the train, beneath my feet. I don't know if I heard her voice or what, but something made me turn around, and I saw the girl from the room crawling up on top of the train, behind me. She was talking a lot of shit, that I can't remember, but I basically told her that I knew this was all just a dream, and she poses no threat to me. I then turned back around, ignored her, and just enjoyed riding on top of the speeding train. That's all I remember.