Thread: Kiza's Dream Journal

Dream 1
The Closet World/Completed Basic Task of the month
Date: 8/4/08
Type: Lucid/WILD
I wake to the sound of my dogs barking at 5:00 in the morning so I thought I'd try a WILD. I used ninjas 99 breath technique again to relax and after about 5 minutes I got to some HI. I lay there and watch it go past but then I hear my alarm go off. Now I remember it was meant to go off at 5:10. So I have to break out of the HI to turn it off. I turn it off and go back to trying to WILD. For some reason after, like, a minute I'm falling into a dream. I land in the position I was sleeping in on the floor of the living-room. I stand up and my Mum is there so I wave to her.

'You're in a dream,' she says out of the blue.

'How do you know that?' I ask her, confused.

'Because I'm a dream character,' she says. 'So I'm part of your mind, and your mind knows your dreaming.'

'Wow!' I say. 'Dream characters usually aren't like this in dreams.'

'You're on a higher level of lucidity this time.' I nod and beckon for her to come with me.

'C'mon,' I say. 'I've got heaps of things to show you.' I fly effortlessly outside, phasing through a wall. My mum has to walk through a door so I wait for her. I fly ahead but she's only walking so I have to wait for here. In the end I just click my fingers and 'grant' her flying powers as well. She rises up into the air and flies after me as I fly around our yard. I keep pointing out things that aren't there in real life to her.

I then fly up into the highest tree near our house and go into it's highest branch. I then freefall, end over end downwards. I land on my head and I hear a bad cracking noise. My neck is all twisted up and broken. I put my hands to my neck and push 'healing' powers into my neck. My neck straightens up and heals. I look up again and I see my Mum flying off into the distance.

'What are you doing!' I shout to her. She turns around and shouts back at me: 'Saving a unicorn!' She flies away. I shrug and then have an idea. I concentrate on getting all my 'energy' pushed into the centre of my body. I then push the energy out towards the line of trees surrounding our house. The wave of energy hits the trees and they tumble over.

I fly away from the house and the trees now, looking for something to do. I then see a highway, which seemed to have appeared from nowhere. I fly down to the cars and then land on one. I crawl to the back of it and lower my feet down to the road speeding past. Holding on to the back of the car I rest my feet on the tarmac. They scrape over it and it doesn't hurt. I want some rope so I hold out my hand. A rope falls from the sky into my hand. I tie one end to the back of the car and grab the other end. I fly back until the rope goes taut then I land on the tarmac.

Now I'm water skiing on the road, dodging cars and occasionally flying. I do this for a while until I remember task of the month, to look in my closet. So I fly into the air, looking for my house. I then remember I haven't let go of the rope. I've lifted the car up in the air so it's swing around under me. I drop the car onto the highway, causing a bit of chaos.

Then, floating in mid-air I summon up a portal for me to get to my room. I jump in the portal and I'm in my room. Since I can't look under my bed because it's raised up I settle on looking in my closet/cupboard thing. I walk over to it and pull open the doors. Inside is some psychedelic tunnel with all these swirling colours, kind of like the tunnel thing in Doctor Who when he travels in time. A hand beckons for me to come in so I step into the closet. I'm sucked into this tunnel and I swirl around and around until I pop out into this room. The room is cartoony, like in Waking Life, except everywhere in this room are swirling colours. I phase through the wall into a hallway, also cartoony and swirling colours.

I fly through the roof and I appear in a new room. I keep trying to escape these rooms but I can't do it. In some of the room there are DC's but I don't talk to them. At one point I yell 'Clarity!' a few times but it doesn't do much. For some reason while I'm trying to escape the hand that beckoned me in starts chasing me. I start flying away from it. I fly through this world of rooms trying to escape the hand. I ask some DC's to help but they just stare blankly at me.

While it's been fun in this closet world I really want to get out of it now. So I concentrate on the swirling colours and raise my hand. I slowly spin my hand around and the colours spin around as well. I keep spinning my hand, gradually getting faster. Eventually what I want started to happen, the colours started to become a cyclone of colours. Once I've got it spinning enough I walk into the cyclone of colours. All around me is colour. I feel the cyclone rise up and out through the roof.

I visualise me being in a party now. I jump out of the cyclone, do a flip and land on the ground, crouching. I'm not in a party, I'm in some endless desert which stretches all around me. I visualise the party again and start phasing through the ground. I fall through the ground. Once again, I'm not in a party. This time I'm in some black void. I float in this void, wondering what to do when something rushes past me. It looks like nibblers spacecraft in futurama. A few more of these rush past me. One is coming straight at me so I summon an energy ball and blast it. As it explodes I wake up.

Ok, time to restart this DJ.

Dream 1
Religion Wars
Date: 21/4/08
Type: Non-lucid
I'm in some kind of desert in a group of people. Someone is waving a banner with word: Atheism! on it. I look across the desert and I can see a large group coming towards us. They're waving a banner too and as they get closer I can read the word on it: Christianity! The group suddenly shouts: Absence of evidence does not mean evidence of absence! And a fireball shoots from their ranks toward us. We shout back: Could god make a rock so big that even he can't lift it!? And a fireball shoots from our ranks as well. The two fireballs collide in mid-air and explode. Both armies back off until fire has stopped falling then we charge at each other. But I wake up before the armies can meet. Which is disappointing because I had the feeling this could have been an awesome dream.

Originally Posted by Kiza

Ok, time to restart this DJ.

Dream 1
Religion Wars
Date: 21/4/08
Type: Non-lucid
I'm in some kind of desert in a group of people. Someone is waving a banner with word: Atheism! on it. I look across the desert and I can see a large group coming towards us. They're waving a banner too and as they get closer I can read the word on it: Christianity! The group suddenly shouts: Absence of evidence does not mean evidence of absence! And a fireball shoots from their ranks toward us. We shout back: Could god make a rock so big that even he can't lift it!? And a fireball shoots from our ranks as well. The two fireballs collide in mid-air and explode. Both armies back off until fire has stopped falling then we charge at each other. But I wake up before the armies can meet. Which is disappointing because I had the feeling this could have been an awesome dream.

That is one crazy dream, its almost symbolic of the Religion/Spirituality section on this forum.

Originally Posted by psychology student

That is one crazy dream, its almost symbolic of the Religion/Spirituality section on this forum.

Haha, yeah. I'm pretty sure it was actually because of R/S as I'd been reading it the night before.

i was just talking to you!!!!!!! i read your dreams

Originally Posted by bradysimpson

i was just talking to you!!!!!!! i read your dreams

hehe, thanks man. It's good to know people are reading.

yeah your dreams are awsome! i took up alot of time readin them my fave was the train dream

keep dreaming



brady

Dream 1
Dream Fragment
Date: 23/4/08
Type: Non-lucid
I'm sitting in a hut talking to some kind of witch. There's all these weird jars on shelves all over the place.

Dream 1
The Earthquake
Date: 25/4/08
Type: Non-lucid
I'm home alone when someone comes to the door. I look out the window and see an official looking man in a suit. I open the door for him and he steps inside.

'Hello,' he says. 'I'm the official government inspector for you house and it's due for an inspection.' He looks around the lounge room and suddenly the house goes under a massive transformation. The house melts away and now me and the inspector are standing around a fire. There's a few huts around. We're in a tribal camp.

The inspector has turned into a man wearing very 'tribal' clothes. As in, loincloth and animal skins. I know that he's some big spiritual leader. My family have appeared around the fire as well. The spiritual leader/inspector starts asking the family questions. He's still an inspector but he's sort of a 'spirituality inspector' now. One of the questions he asks is if we have cut down any trees lately.

My tribal dad nods. He points over to a grove nearby, explaining that we cut down one tree there for our fire. The spiritual inspector goes pale.

'You have cut trees from the sacred grove,' he says. 'We are all doomed!' Just then there's a clap of thunder and the ground starts shaking.

'You have angered the gods!' shouts the spiritual inspector. 'Now we will all pay for your foolishness!' Lightning strikes all around us and the ground shakes more violently. Suddenly, the ground rips open before us. My family is pulled in to the gaping chasm. Me and the inspector run from the expanding chasm as the dream ends.

Okay, last night, I had one of the most epic dreams I've ever had.

Dream 1
This Is My Town
Date: 26/4/08
Type: Non-lucid
It starts out with me entering a restaurant. I sit down at a table, waiting for someone. I know this restaurant belongs to the Mafia and I'm waiting for an associate of mine, to discuss "business." Soon enough, my associate arrives. He's a big man, with a big beard and looking very - stereotypically - much like a 'don.' I can tell he's the leader of this cities Mafia.

He sits down.

'We have business to discuss,' he says in a stereotypical "Mafia voice." 'But first, would you like a drink?' He doesn't wait for me to answer and snaps his fingers. A waitress comes over and places a bottle of wine on the table as well as two glasses. She fills the glasses up and backs away from the table, bowing at the don. The don nods at me as if to say 'drink.'

I pick up the glass but before I get to drink the door of the restaurant bursts open and three guys wearing balaclavas and carry Uzi's run in. Practically everyone in the bar draws guns and tries to shoot at the three guys. But none of their guns work.

'We've neutralised all your weapons!' shout the guys. They rush into the kitchen and grab one of the cooks.

'Nobody move!' they shout. 'Or the cook gets it.'

'Screw the cook,' shouts a man from the corner of the room. He gets up and throws a knife at one of the guys heads. The guy ducks and the cook is gunned down by him. Then the two other guys shoot at the knife thrower. He's blown against the wall, blood spraying from his body. Nobody dares to get up now. They go into the kitchen and start shouting.

'Where's the money!' They shout. The don now looks over at me.

'We have to stop this,' he whispers.

'But our guns have got no ammo,' I reply.

'No problem,' he says. 'Follow me.' He sneaks to the back door and exits the restaurant. I follow him out of the restaurant. We're in an alley.

'I know where every single stash of ammo in this city is,' he says. He goes over to a dumpster and pulls out a couple of magazines. He chucks them to me.

'Load up,' he says. 'We're gonna stop these robbers.' I pull out a 9mm, and start loading it. Beside me, the don loads up too. Once we're both done we sneak back into the restaurant through the back door. The three guys are now standing at the front door, about to exit. The guy in the middle, who I'm thinking is the leader, is carrying a suitcase, presumably filled with money.

In one shot the don shoots the guy to the left of the leader in the head. He falls to the ground. I unload about 5 bullets into the chest of the guy in the right. He's blown against the wall, also obviously dead. The leader shoots his Uzi at us. We duck down behind a table and the bullets tear up the wall above us. The other patrons of the restaurant are pushed up against the wall. Not frightened, (they are the Mafia) but obviously keen to stay out of the way.

We shoot back at him from under the table, the bullets just missing him. Knowing he's outnumbered the robber rushes out the door with his suitcase. We rush after him, taking care to pick up the two Uzi's of the dead robbers on the way out. As we get out of the restaurant we see the robber speeding away on a motorbike. We spot two outside the restaurant and get on them. We chase after him. He turns into a busy road and weaves through the traffic.

Suddenly, he turns around and shoots at us. He misses and hits a car beside us, killing the driver. The car swerves into another and causes a mass crash, which we're stuck behind. The robber speeds away. I'm about to stop when I look over at the don, he's showing no signs of stopping. He's looking determinedly at the robber. Somehow, he's gonna get past these cars.

Using a crashed car's hood as a ramp he jumps the mass crash and speeds after the robber. I don't stop, but follow the don, jumping the cars as well, exhilarated. I catch up to the don. The robber is about 100 metres away from us but we're gaining. The don pulls out his Uzi and shoots at the robber. The bullets miss him narrowly and hit his back tire instead. Now he's swerving all over the place, and slowing.

I pull out my Uzi as well, and shoot at the robber. But it's nearly impossible with the robber swerving all over the place. Several times the robber nearly hits a car with his out of control bike but narrowly misses. When we're about 50 metres away from the robber he turns into a side road with his bike. We follow him and see his bike parked against a wire fence. A wire fence surrounding a construction site. Since it's night time no-ones there. We park our bikes and climb over the gate.

The don whispers for us to spread out and points to the side of the construction site farthest away from the gate. I go over there, hiding behind trucks and building materials. I start searching the construction site, ready to shoot. Suddenly, there's a spit of Uzi fire coming from the right of me. I turn and see the robber in a dump truck, speeding towards me, leaning out the window with his Uzi. I dive to the right and the truck smashes into the partly constructed house. Dust rains down on me as the side of the building falls.

I look up to see the truck, half covered in wooden beams and the robber, climbing out of the wreckage. This guy is indestructible. I shoot at him and dive behind a portaloo. There's the sound of tearing metal as just above my head the portaloo is torn apart by gunfire. I crawl away backwards, looking for something to hide behind. Then I see the cement truck, it's parked by a pile of bricks. I run to it, hoping not to get gunned down.

I dive behind the cement truck as gunfire sounds behind me. The bullets tear into the back of the cement truck. I lean out the side and start shooting. But I'm not shooting at the robber, I'm shooting at the dump truck he had recently crashed into the building, hoping to hit the fuel tank and explode it. The bullets tear into the truck. The robber must have figured out what I was trying to do because he was running away from the truck recklessly. I shoot at him but there's only an empty click from my Uzi.

I pull out my 9mm but the guy shoots it out of my hand with his Uzi. I cry in pain as the bullets tear into my hand. The guy starts laughing madly. He advances on me, Uzi in his hand. He aims at my head and I stare at him, my gave full of hatred. Then there's a blaze of gunfire and he's blown against the cement truck. I look to the side and see the don. He's standing on a brick wall, Uzi in his hand.

The robber drops the suitcase and coughs out blood.

'This is my town,' says the don and unloads the rest of his ammo into the robbers head. I grab the suitcase and as I start opening it I wake up.

Dream 1
Godzilla Dream fragment
Date: 27/4/08
Type: Non-lucid
I'm standing on a roof when a weird little creature appears. It's the size of a rat and it's got two little wings on it's back. There's a roar from behind me and I turn around to see Godzilla thundering towards me.

Dream 2
Dream Fragment
Date: 27/4/08
Type: Non-lucid
Arguing with my friend about sport.

It's good to see you putting things down while they're only fragments.

Originally Posted by Jdeadevil

It's good to see you putting things down while they're only fragments.

It is good indeed. OH, and thanks for reading.

Dream 1
Recurring Naked Dream
Date: 29/4/08
Type: Non-lucid
A recurring dream of mine. I'm invited over to a friend of mines place. Every dream it varies who it is but it's always a female friend. I arrive at the house but as I'm walking to the door I trip in a puddle. I go up to the deck of the house and the friend is standing there.

'I'm sorry,' she says. 'You can't come in here while you're wet.'

'That's OK,' I say. 'I can get changed out here if you get me some clothes.' She smiles, nods and goes to get the clothes. She comes back and gives me some jeans and a shirt. She then goes and sits inside. I take all my clothes off and the friend looks my way. She quickly looks away as she sees I'm naked, blushing. I smile and get the clothes on.A recurring dream of mine. I'm invited over to a friend of mines place. Every dream it varies who it is but it's always a female friend. I arrive at the house but as I'm walking to the door I trip in a puddle. I go up to the deck of the house and the friend is standing there.

'I'm sorry,' she says. 'You can't come in here while you're wet.'

'That's OK,' I say. 'I can get changed out here if you get me some clothes.' She smiles, nods and goes to get the clothes. She comes back and gives me some jeans and a shirt. She then goes and sits inside. I take all my clothes off and the friend looks my way. She quickly looks away as she sees I'm naked, blushing. I smile and get the clothes on.

Dream 1
Babysitter Fragment
Date: 30/4/08
Type: Non-lucid
I'm sitting at someone's house, telling a little kid to stop being annoying.

Dream 2
Computer Fragment
Date: 30/4/08
Type: Non-lucid
I turn my computer on and it starts up. The problem is, it's sounding like an airplane. I mean, it's really loud.

Dream 1
The Animal Race
Date: 1/5/08
Type: Non-lucid
I find myself standing on a running track with all the other lanes filled.

'In your positions!' shouts someone and everyone goes into a position that look like various animals. One person is a cheetah, one person a emu and I even see someone being an elephant. Before my eyes everyone morphs into the creatures they are imitating. Confidently I take up a kangaroo pose. I feel myself grow hair all over my body and my legs go longer and stronger like a kangaroos. My arms shorten into kangaroo forearms and lastly I feel a tail grow out of my lower back.

There's a gun shot and everyone is off. I start hopping but I find myself behind everyone. I start catching up and when I'm about 20 metres to the finish line I put on a burst of speed. With a giant leap I jump onto the elephants back. It trumpets in anger and I take another leap. I jump over the other animals and with a final hop I jump across the finish line, first.

Dream 2
Rant Fragment
Date: 1/5/08
Type: Non-lucid
A 12 year old ranting on DreamViews about how 12 year olds should be allowed on there.

Dream 1
Kill the Kromoh
Date: 2/5/08
Type: Non-lucid
It starts out with me being at a tribal camp. (Which seems to have become a bit of a dream sign for me.) A man walks up to me wearing a dark cloak and a hood. I immediately know this is Sindred.

'Are you ready?' he says quietly. 'We need to kill him already.'

'Yes,' I say. 'But I need to get ready.'

'Why, you already are . . .' says Sindred and clicks his fingers. There's a flash and I look down at my clothes. I'm wearing a cloak like Sindred's and a hood. I have a belt on as well, with a long knife sheathed on it. On my back I can feel 4 throwing knives.

'Let's go,' whispers Sindred.

'Wait,' I say before he can leave. 'Who are we killing?'

'He goes by the name . . . Kromoh.' I nod and we slip out of the camp. Hours later we arrive at a door set into a cave. (I know hours have passed but they didn't happen in the dream, I just appeared here.) I try to open the door but it's firmly shut. Sindred pushes me aside and puts his hand on the keyhole. His hand glows red and slowly, the door creaks open. Sindred goes into the cave, beckoning for me to follow him.

We follow a tunnel further and further into the cave until it's nearly pitch black. Suddenly a light appears behind us. We spin around to see 10 men carrying torches running towards us. Sindred tries to run but trips over. Two men dive on him. I get my ass out of there.

Dream 1
The Exploding Socks – Part 1
Date: 5/5/08
Type: Non-lucid
It begins with me sitting in a futuristic looking hall. The hall is humongous and every, single seat is occupied. There's the roar of every single person talking to the person next to each other. As I'm looking up the front at the stage a tall, bald man walks to the pedestal. He adjusts a small box on top of the pedestal and begins to speak.

'Greetings, my brethren!' he booms.

'Greetings,' booms the crowd back.

'We are here today to celebrate the life of Zogot Smothe and welcome him into the afterlife!' The crowd cheers madly at this and claps loudly. The bald man puts up a hand and everyone stops cheering immediately.

'Now, we welcome Zogot onto the stage,' says the bald man, beckoning to the side of the stage. Out comes a wrinkling old man with a walker. The cheering and clapping starts up again, but this time more subdued. It's obvious this is a solemn occasion. The bald man steps aside and welcomes Zogot to the pedestal.

'Hello, my broth-' begins Zogot, wheezing. But he's cut off by something – something white – hitting him and exploding. Zogot is blown into the first row, obviously dead. There's a shocked silence and then the screaming begins. Everyone runs for the door in a pack, screaming. The frontrunners of the crowd get through the door but then everyone gets jammed, major. There's screams of pain as people get trampled.

More white grenades are flying into the crowd, blowing holes in it. But the holes are closed again as people rush into it, eager to get to the door. People are being killed off left and right and all I can hear is screaming, everywhere. I'm at the back of the crowd and since I know I can't get through I push my way out so I'm free.

I look for where the grenades are being thrown from, I'm going to stop this mass-murder. I can see they're being thrown from the rafters. If I look closely I can see shadowy figures in the rafters, flinging grenades. I need a rope to get up there, so I look around. I spot a sign, hanging from the roof, held up by ropes. It's about halfway down from the roof and I need a way to get up there. An idea comes to mind, I can use the chairs!

I start piling them up underneath the sign. The tower gets so high I have to climb up the pile with a chair every time and place it there, then climb down again, and repeat. Eventually I get it so I'm about two metres away from the sign. The tower of chairs is wobbling like crazy beneath me and I don't dare to go down to get another chair. I'm gonna have to jump. I steady myself and leap towards the sign.

As I jump the chairs fall down with a thundering racket. I mange to grip on to the bottom of the sign but I'm slipping. I edge my hands over to the side of the sign. I climb up the side of the sign until, agonizingly, I pull myself onto the top. I grab one rope holding the sign up and slowly untie the other one. Even then, I'm not ready for the lurch as one side of the sign swings down. As I'm untying the other side I realise I don't even have to untie the sign, I can just climb up the ropes to the rafters.

I start climbing the rope to the rafters. My arms are aching but I have to keep going. If I don't, I'll never stop this mass-murder. I eventually get to the rafters, my arms feeling like they're going to fall off. I lie down on one of the rafters, taking time to rest and look down at the crowd. It's a horrifying sight, bodies are lying everywhere and over the ground there's a coating of blood and limbs. And there are still people trying to escape.

I stop resting, hugely pissed off. I run across the rafters, heading towards the shadowy figures. One notices me and throws a grenade. I duck and it goes flying into the rafters behind me. I jump at the thrower, and with the added blast of the grenade I land on top of him. I grab him and hold him above my head. Then I throw him to the ground. He screams and there's a smash as he breaks through the wooden floor.

I see the shadow of a figure running up behind me, a knife in his hand. I wait till the perfect time and jab backwards with my elbow, into his stomach. The attacker groans and I spin around. I wrestle the knife from him and slit his throat. A fountain of blood shoots from his throat and he falls off the rafters. (That part of the dream may have been inspired by MoS' Rambo dream.)

The grenade throwers are starting to notice me now, so they surround me on the rafters. But I'm in a position where they can only take me on one at a time. And they can't throw grenades either, they might hit their own people. A large guy runs at me but I quickly dispose of him by throwing my knife at his head. It buries itself in his forehead and he topples off the rafters. As he falls past me I swipe my hand down and snatch out my knife.

There's angry muttering from the grenade throwers now. They're getting beaten by a 16 year old boy! They rush at me one at a time and I dispose of them easily, whether it be a knife in the chest or a kick off the rafters. There used to be 30 of them but now there's only about 16. These are the smart ones, they're backing off, wary of me. I walk up to them slowly, knife in my hand, a madman covered in blood. I just keep walking at them, smiling serenely, like some bad ass villain in the movies who just walk at their victims, knowing eventually they're gonna get them.

I'm backing them into a corner and they all know it. A few of them make a run for it at the same time, all in different directions. I jump at one and kick him to the ground. Then I spin around and throw my knife at the other two. It slits the neck of one and stabs the other one in the chest. They both fall to the ground. Now I've lost my knife. I turn to the cowering group in the corner of the rafters. One person crawls to my feet.

'Please, have mercy,' he croaks.

'What!' I scream at him. 'What about all those people down there!' I say, gesturing towards the bloodbath below. 'Did they get mercy!?' The man cowers and I punch him in the face. There's a crack as his nose breaks. Blood flows down his face.

'Please,' he begs again. I punch him in the face again. And again. And again. All my rage at the bloodbath below going into each punch.

'Please,' he moans for the third time.

'I'll give you mercy!' I scream violently. I kick him off the rafters to the floor below. I look up at the group, my hands covered in blood. I rush at them and they scatter. But not quick enough. I punch and kick them off the rafters until there's none left. At least, until I think there's none left.

'Hello Kieran,' says a voice behind me. I spin around. A short, monk is standing there.

'I see you have killed all my men,' he says, smiling. 'Very clinically, I thought.'

'What do you want!' I scream. 'Why did you have to kill all these innocent people!?'

'I admit the bloodbath was too much,' says the monk. 'But what we want, Kieran . . . is you.'

'Why do you want me,' I say. 'I'm just a 16 year old kid.' I'm not angry anymore, just tired and frustrated.

'Just a 16 year old kid?' questions the monk, raising his eyebrows. 'Do you really believe that, Kieran? After all you did today?'

I look up at him. 'No,' I say. I glare at the monk.

'But I'm not fighting you,' I say. 'That's what you want.'

The monk smiles and nods.

'I knew you were smart,' says the monk. He pulls out a gun from his robe. 'Now come with me . . . or die.' He walks up to me and puts a hand on my shoulder. Then he clicks his fingers. The rafters disappear and I find myself in a forest.

'Welcome to the camp, Kieran,' says the monk. I start hearing someone walk on a wooden floor and the scenery fades around me, to be replaced by the darkness of my eyelids.

(I'm pretty gutted that I got woken up so I tried the DEILD technique. It worked, but I didn't get lucid. But right now I don't feel like typing Part 2 up. It's just so damn long.)

Dream 1
The Exploding Socks - Part 2
Date: 5/5/08
Type: Non-lucid
It begins with the last moments of Part 1.

'I knew you were smart,' says the monk. He pulls out a gun from his robe. 'Now come with me . . . or die.' He walks up to me and puts a hand on my shoulder. Then he clicks his fingers. The rafters disappear and I find myself in a forest.

'Welcome to the camp, Kieran,' says the monk. This time there's no footsteps and I don't wake up. The monk comes up behind me and puts the gun in my back.

'Keep walking through the trees, and you'll get to the camp,' whispers the monk. I walk slowly into the trees and push through. Inside is a large clearing, filled with tents. There are a few fires scattered around the place, with people sitting around them. The monk leads me to a tent. As I go past one of the fires, the people sitting around it look up at me, smiling.

The monk opens the flap of the tent and gestures for me to sit down. He turns and gets something from a cupboard. I don't sit down, I'm not gonna do what the bastard wants. He turns around and sees I'm not sitting down. He smiles pleasantly.

'Sit down Kieran,' he says. 'Or I will be forced to shoot you.'

'No,' I say. The monk pulls the trigger and I feel a bullet brush past my shoulder.

'Sit down Kieran,' he snarls. 'Or I will shoot you!' I glare at him and sit down.

'Now,' he says, all hints of rage gone. 'I would like to show you something. He pulls out of his pocket a white sock that looks like it has a rock in it. It's tied with string at the top. I immediately know these are the white grenades that were being thrown.

'Do you know what this is?' asks the monk.

'It's a grenade,' I spit out. 'Which, for some reason, is in a sock.'

'Wrong, but close. This is in fact a sock filled with the explosive gas aceltamyne. With a rock in it for weight. As you know, aceltamyne explodes at the first sign of oxygen. That's how this thing works.'

'Why the hell are you telling me this!?'

'Oh, Kieran. Why so feisty? I just do like a good brag.' I glare at him.

'Quite smart, wasn't it?' says the monk. I glare at him silently.

'Fine then, not talking?' I continue my silent glare.

'Guards!' shouts the monk. Two heavy looking men come into the tent.

'Take this boy to the dungeons for me.' The two men grab me and start dragging me out of the tent.

'Burn in hell, you bastard,' I say to the monk.

'Please, call me Zachary.'
I'm dragged out of the tent. One of the heavy men picks me up and brings me to a door set into the side of a cliff. The other man opens the door. I'm brought down a flight of steps and dumped on the ground. The men go out the door and I hear a bolt slide home. I rush up to the door and bang on it.

'Help me!' I scream. But it's futile, I'm in a camp filled with enemies. I slump against the wall and try to go to sleep. I wake up the next morning. (In the dream, not real life, which is surprising.) The door is opened by the same two men. They grab me and drag me out.

'Where am I going?' I ask blearily.

'Can't tell you,' says one man. They drag me out of the now empty clearing into the forest. We go through the forest for a few minutes until we arrive into another clearing. There's a crowd around a circle of packed dirt. The men lead me into the circle where Zachary – the monk - is standing. In his right hand he loosely holds a pair of nunchucks. He smiles at me.

'We're going to have a duel,' says Zachary, smiling. 'Isn't this exciting!'

'What!?'

'You're going to duel, Kieran. If you don't, we'll kill you.' The two men shove me into the circle.

'Don't I get a weapon?' I ask.

'Of course, where are my manners?' Zachary clicks his fingers and cart is trundled up behind me.

'Choose any you please, Kieran.' I turn to the cart. On it various weapons are arranged. I spot a short sword and take it off the cart. I run my hand along it's blade slowly. It's sharp. I turn to Zachary.

'Ready?' he asks.

'Ready.' Zachary smiles and starts circling. He slowly spins his nunchucks. He rushes at me and feints a left and I fall for it. But I recover just in time, swinging my short sword around to block a blow from the nunchucks. Zachary takes another swing, at my head this time. I duck under it and take a swing of my own at Zachary. He steps aside easily and backs off.

'What a good dodger you are!' says Zachary. 'Do us a dance!' We circle each other until I make a move at him. I rush at him, swiping at his side. He brings his foot up and blocks my swipe with his shoe. Then he swings his nunchucks at my shoulder. They hit and hurt like hell but he drops them. I leap on the advantage, jumping forward to stab him. I start to thrust at him and time stops. The cheering crowd are paused in mid-shock.

I'm frozen in position but can still see. Zachary is standing in front of me, smiling. He steps to the side.

'In a minute, Kieran, I'm going to unfreeze you,' says Zachary. 'But you'll be somewhere else entirely. Goodbye, Kieran.' He clicks his fingers and the scenery melts away around me. In it's place appears the hall that was attacked. Standing right in front of me is the bald speaker – the one that introduced Zogot. I can't pull away and the momentum of the thrust sends the short-sword into his stomach.

He falls to the ground, groaning. There's a shocked silence. Then there's an outraged roar. A large man rushes at me and hits me over the head with a club. There's a crack and I fall to the ground, knocked out.

(After I woke up I realised I hadn't done with this dream. I was going to hunt down Zachary and take my revenge. So I used DEILD again and it worked again. I'll type up Part 3 later.)

Dream 1
Task Of The Month completed/Dream Sign recognized/Dry Spell Broken
Date: 8/5/08
Type: Lucid
I'm walking to the toilet in school when I notice that something is wrong. People are standing around, motionless and the buildings are changed around. This isn't right, I think. I clamp my nose shut and I can sort of breath. This isn't enough for me so I try to push my finger through my hand. There's a noise like "gloop" and my finger pops through.

'Yes!' I shout. My dry spell finally broken! I look around and notice people have started moving again. I get an idea. I'm going to see if I can use telepathic powers. I get a target to attempt and send the thought 'Hug a tree', to the person. The guy stops immediately and looks puzzled. Then, slowly, he turns around and walks up to a tree and hugs it. I smile and then remember the task of the month. I still think one of them is ride a tsunami and I can't think of the other one.

I walk up to people and ask them what the task of the month is. They look at me like I'm crazy and brush me off. I spot a teacher and I ask her. She tells me about the eating one. I look around for something to eat. As I look, the dream world starts to fade around me. I spot some gravel and dive on it. I scoop up a handful and ram it into my mouth. I bite into it and it tastes like boiled sweets. As I'm eating the dream world fades and I'm looking at my own eyelids.

Dream 1
The Chronicles of DreamViews
Date: 12/5/08
Type: Non-lucid

(First of all, don't worry about the picture. It was the first picture when I searched The Chronicles of DreamViews in google images. I'll be doing that for all my dream from now on so expect some weird pictures. Tongue)

I'm in a library, reading a big tome kind of thing. Surprisingly it has a table of contents so I turn there. I notice the 'Administrators and Site Owners' section and turn to it. Since I only arrived in February it makes up some completely weird history about crocodiles. But it does tell you about icedawg being the former owner, which I know is true. I go to the bit with the little title: Wavefunction and Amethyst Star.

It goes on about how they're the best administrators ever in the history of the world and how they're sexy and/or attractive. A bit weirded out I turn a few pages and arrive at: 'Asher.' Well, I won't say much but it's not very fond of him.

Finding Darth Vader
Date: 16/5/08
Type: Non-lucid

I'm on a spaceship. I know I'm some kind of delivery boy and I need to deliver a pizza to Darth Vader. Nothing much happens apart from me arguing with someone about whether Darth Vader exists or not.

Darth Vader Discussion
Date: 16/5/08
Type: Non-lucid FA

I'm in my bedroom, talking to some twins who seem to be my brothers. I tell them about the Darth Vader dream I just had but for some reason they don't know who he is. So I tell them his life story, occasionally using a hologram thing to put up scenes from the movies.


My Dad, The Abusive Criminal
Date: 16/5/08
Type: Non-lucid

I'm driving with my Dad when he's pulled over by the cops. As the cop comes to the window Dad asks what the problem is. The cop says something about Dad being an abusive criminal and knocks him out. Then he gets in the car and drives me home. For some reason, at home, I take this opportunity to look up porn. But my Dad appears in the living room and explains it was all a mistake and he's not a criminal. As soon as he says that some cops burst in and shoot him dead. I don't seem to be sad. Instead I just look at more porn. The dream ends with me and the cops watching porn together.

The Search For Avalon
Date: 16/5/08
Type: Non-lucid

I'm at the bus stop of my school when I begin to suspect I'm in a dream. I look at my hand and one of my fingers is slowly spinning in it's socket and bending strangely. I remember about Avalon(See This thread) I want to go to Avalon so I go to a door and imagine Avalon behind it. I open it and it's a science classroom. It seems like I'm ADD in dreams because I completely lose the Avalon thought and start pouring fuel all over the science classroom. Then I walk out the door, light a match and throw it in. The whole building inside starts burning and I wait gleefully for it to reach the flammable chemicals.

It does, with a bang. The roof flies off and a colourful fireball erupts from it. I play around with controlling the fireball, making it shoot into the sky. I then slowly lower the fireball onto me. I can feel a bit of warmth but I'm fine with it. I walk up to a kid I've wanted to beat up for a long time and throw the fireball onto him. He falls to the ground, screaming. I get the fireball and light the rest of the school on fire and fly away into the sky.

Originally Posted by Kiza

I go to the bit with the little title: Wavefunction and Amethyst Star.

It goes on about how they're the best administrators ever in the history of the world and how they're sexy and/or attractive.

I just found this today. Awesome.