"In Theory, Nobody Gets Hurt"
I told myself last night that I'd make a dream journal on here, because I usually have dreams to write down every day. Typically enough, this morning I couldn't recall anything... at all. But screw that, I'm going to make a dream journal on here anyway and start by writing down my tasks and experiments, what I've done and what I have to do. I need this list because sometimes I'm in a lucid dream and I don't know what I should be doing.
Tasks:
Read text and recognise and remember it [x]
Talk to dream characters [x]
Fly [x]
Run fast [x]
Run on walls [x]
Spawn weapons / ammo [x]
Control light [x]
Change sky colour [x]
Control dream characters [x]
Hear dream characters speaking and recognise/remember words [x]
Re-learn how to make objects and people explode [attempted... too many times]
Walk through walls [attempted]
Run through walls [attempted]
Have a shared dream by finding someone while lucid [attempted]
Pyrokinesis []
Telekinesis []
Fly at super-speed []
Fly into space []
Teleport []
Jump through walls [x]
Spawn visible dream characters [x]
Pull a full-sized guitar out of my pocket []
Summon dream guide []
Talk to dream guide properly []
Take full posession of dream characters []
Pause time []
Fast-forward time []
Re-wind time []
Freeze dream characters []
Self-modification:
Breathe underwater []
Transform into something []
Travel through a mirror []
Draw a door somewhere, open it and travel through it []
Draw a door somewhere, and summon someone with it [x]
Clone myself []
Have a dream that continues after I wake up and fall back to sleep again after a couple of hours or longer []
Visit another planet []
Do something really cruel to Alex []
Kill more stuff []
Take different types of mind-altering drugs []
Find that talking clock again []
Change genders []
Make things die by command []
Access my "dream option" interface []
Learn more verbal controls, like "lucidity 100%" []
Fall from outer space and destroy Earth to the song "Past Present" by Skinny Puppy []
Animate an object []
Revive something that's dead []
Make some visible psi-balls []
Pull a meteor down from the sky and make it smash into the ground, preferably on top of something []
I'm such a fucking geek >.>
Okay, so last night I had heaps of dreams, but most of them I probably can't remember, and despite my efforts, none of them were lucid. I couldn't concentrate enough to have a WILD last night... I might lay off it because I wake up feeling arse-raped the next day from not sleeping properly.
The first dream involved this large desert-like battlefield and heaps of Space Marines controlled my James, Markus and I. My marine-dudes were chillin' with James's marine-dudes, and I noticed that a squad of our guys only had two units left, which were constantly getting demoralised for no apparent reason. Eventually I thought to myself "SNIPERS!" because, of course, Markus loves to use those bastard scout marines... I think we ended up offing those scout marines and James and I decided to collaborate in order to take Markus out, because he had some impenetrable defence on the other side of the desert. I was thinking about how I was going to backstab James once all of this was over in hopes of winning the game.
Things changed, and all of a sudden this weird new bio-weapon creature was released onto the battlefield that resembled a gigantic bug like a fat wasp or a black moth with purple wings. To me, they were about the size of a sparrow. They flew at me and I grabbed at them - when I touched this weird "leaf" shell on their backs, my fingers would stick to them and I would nearly get dragged along by the amount of force behind their wings. I mucked around with these bugs, seeing if I could grab onto them and pull them any way I wanted, but I could only make them swerve in the sky certain ways, if I moved with their movements. Despite their small size, if I pulled directly against the way they were going, I would barely impede their movement.
I was in the same setting, but the dream changed again: a toddler who seemed to be my cousin, MacKenzie who is only a few years old. He was being a real cunter, but I think I gave him a book or something, or took it away... I can't remember, but I did something involving books, then the dream ended.
Later on I had a dream that we were going to try out a new game at TAFE, because that's what we do in my course... play games. Anyway, this was some sort of zombie simulation - naturally it was a virtual reality game - a very, very convincing one! I started off in some dingy kitchen in the city resembling that kitchen pie-bitch owns in Sweeny Todd, only possibly more filthy. I had a sniper rifle-like gun and a hatchet. My sister was also here, and she had some guns too. Almost immediately, zombies barged into the kitchen from different doors. I made my way up stairs and fired at a few with my rifle, killing them, but ran out of ammunition pretty much immediately. Looking down stairs, I noticed we had left our stockpile of guns on a table in the kitchen. I felt like a total n00b at this game, and rushed downstairs to get them, underestimating the awesome of these zombies. They weren't runners, but they were damn tough. I managed to dodge a few and make it to the table, grabbing a hand gun and firing about six rounds into the closest zombie - I'm not even sure it killed him. I went to grab some more ammo, but one of the other zombies gripped me from behind. I gave up on trying to get ammo and tried to swing my axe, but the zombie was holding my arm and was much stronger than me. The room had about twenty zombies in here, which were all now closing in on me. I felt like an absolute n00b, but I managed to break free and run for the stairs. I ran to the third floor of this building and hid in some bedroom I've never seen before in the waking life.
My sister was somewhere on the second floor, and I think she got eaten. I stayed up on the third floor, being as quiet as possible. Occassionally I would open the door and glance around, but I felt the presence of zombies really close by, freaked out, and closed the door again, not daring to leave the room.
Eventually things quietened down, and I went outside into the city streets.
Apparently the simulation was over, as there were students from my class walking around and no more zombies. I felt this great sense of disappointment come over me. It was time to go home, so I was waiting at the station with this guy called Argurius.
I decided it would be cool to press some button on a post resembling those buttons you press to change street lights, and the timetables for the trains went all spastic. I kept walking and police officers and connex staff called me over. They told me that by pressing that button, I'd set off "the alarm" and caused a bit of trouble for staff, and I was at risk of being fined $310. Some guy who was working there decided to be an asshole and kept saying "come on, he deserves the fine, let's fine him already". I felt like decking him -.-
My dad was around too, but I was trying to keep what happened a secret from him, because I was supposed to know that you only press that button in case of emergencies. I just felt this massive amount of guilt.
Not only did my dad and I have to wait around for ages to get this fine, but once the officers had sorted out their paperwork, we had to wait forever for our next train. There was then an announcement that all the trains would be stopped for an hour because the staff were having a lunch break. I got really frustrated and punched a sign.
Then I saw Argurius lurking around on the platform with a white fluffy dog. He was asking me if I could mind it for him for a while, or something, and I was going to, but then a train arrived, so I jumped on it without telling Argurius or getting his dog. I was later in Big W and thought I had the dog in this school bag I was carrying around. I checked the bag, scared that I had left the dog in there too long and it had suffocated, but there was no dog in there. I remembered that I had left before taking the dog with me.
In the next dream, I was at my grandparents house where there was some party with all these people I didn't know, most of whom were younger than me. I walked around bored and decided to read books. I grabbed all these blue books off a shelf and organised them so that they'd be easy to find. I also remember this year-10 girl bitching at my grandmother to "get some vodka" every now and then. She looked pretty but seemed like a bit of an annoying whore.
I was walking around in the streets and had a tiny model of my XVIII mechanical spider, and a video camera. I was using it to communicate with Katherine A, even though I was setting up the spider and camera in the middle of the road. Eventually people in their cars started acting suspicious by stopping in the middle of the road, so I picked up my spider and stuff, and legged it home.
Somehow I ended up back at the train station, only this time it was night time and there was a massive glass dome around the station, encircling a proper-sized version of my mechanical spider. I can't remember what else happened here.
Next I had a dream that I was on a team of people who were trying to raid some Starcraft base with Starcraft units. I used Dragoons because "they did more damage" (some guy said), but I also had a horde of Zealots that I managed to build up. I was trying to be really careful with them, because they were melee units and would be more likely to die - but I did have a lot of them, so it was pretty cool.
Curses and Prophecies of the Sub-Conscious Mind
"One day you will regret ever being beautiful."
Last night's dream took place in my backyard, which was very long and took a while to travel across. At some point I said that bitter and ironic quote. The events that took place mirrored the real world, and sometimes I wonder what I could possibly gain from a dream that reminds me of what I already know, hate and accept.