Thread: freak's Dream Journal

Dream 1 (December 26, 2006)

The past week leading up to this dream I was reading about end of the world prophecies, saying things about god, etc.. That night, I was begging him to talk to me and questioning his existence and his plans, I had conversations with a few people on msn about it, too. Going to bed that night, I remember I felt cold, and I felt like there was someone... or something watching me. I had this huge fear to go to sleep, and I didn't want to sleep, but as soon as I laid down on my bed, I just drifted off to sleep.

In my dream, it was rainy and cloudy, I was in the town I live in and at my neighborhood. All the houses were destroyed, and it was starting to flood, I was with my family (first time ever I had a dream with them in it), and we looked miserable. We were picking up debris or something, and we sat down on our couch, even though our house was destroyed, then some evil black dog comes to us. It started to bark at us and my family ran, but I stayed and the dog looked at me for a second, it started to wag its tail, and it was happy to see me. Next thing you know it started talking to me, he told me that I was the Antichrist, and I freaked out, I yelled out "No, this can't be... I can't be the Antichrist!" Then some dude in a suit (I forgot his facial features about an hour after the dream) and I asked him if what that dog said to me was true, and he just looked at me and disappeared.

So... I go look for my family, and I told them what that dog said to me, and they ignored me, it was as though I didn’t even exist to them. I got depressed, left them, and I sat down near this wall, then I saw this swarm of bee like creatures flying towards me. I tried to escape them, but they caught up to me and began to sting me. Here's the freaky/scary part: I could actually feel the stings. No matter how hard I tried to wake up, I couldn't and I felt like I had died. In my dream I passed out, and I remember my mom was holding my head and asking me if I was all right, and she decided to take me to the hospital. By now my city was all flooded, and we were all neck deep in water, then I saw that guy in the suit again. He was standing on water, and I thought to myself, who is this guy? I told my mom to look at the dude, but she couldn't see him for some reason, and she was swimming to this truck that was near the man. Then the guy began walking slowly towards me, and I didn't bother trying to swim away, I just let him get me. He picked me up and carried me to my room, but it wasn't destroyed, it was like nothing had happened, and he put me in my bed, then the most confusing part of my dream happens lol. When he put me in the bed, the TV was on and there was a football game... I looked up at it, then I looked at the guy, and he gave me that same blank, quiet look he gave me earlier, and I blacked out.

The way I woke up was perhaps the scariest experience I have EVER had in my life. I wake up in shock, and my body was having spasms everywhere, and I was looking up at the ceiling... disoriented, and wondering what had just happened. When the spasms seemed to stop, I looked at my clock and it was 6.30am... I had only slept ONE hour, and in that one hour, I had a dream that was the length of an 8 hour one. This freaked me out even more, so I got out of bed, and I walked around my house a bit to see if I was still dreaming because I didn't know where I was for about 20 minutes. This one dream impacted me in a way that is so hard to describe; after this dream, my view of life and the afterlife, god, and even myself as a person had changed completely.

Dream 5 (March 18, 2007)

This one started off at my high school, and there was a lot of people there. I was on the second floor and was talking to one of my childhood friends about something. My HS began to merge with the DFW airport, and I was then waiting for someone, and the person I was waiting for was a chick. I think she was blonde and she was hot lol, and we talked for a bit. We were at the mall in Mesquite but this part was very unclear, and I don't remember much. I do remember us being on the third floor which is the food court, and we were surrounded by annoying people, though, we did not care.

Then we got into my car and went to a diner type place. I remember the food was on like a display shelf and it was VERY expensive. As soon as we walked in, I ate a chocolate ball filled with a coffee filling, and the strange part was that I could actually taste the coffee. After I ate it, I said "So this is why people like coffee..." I don't know why I said that because I HATE coffee. Anyway... we sat down and ordered our food. I remember there was pizza ($86), pie (the price was confusing, but it said $126 originally then it changed constantly afterwards), and I don't remember what else there was. I said "I'm not paying $126 for a pie," then it changed price to something reasonable, but I still didn't buy it. We ended up ordering the pizza, then we were all of the sudden in my car, going home, my dad just appeared in my car, and it was night time. We went down the road a bit, but I woke up.

PART: 2

I had another dream, though I'm not completely sure whether it was mixed in with the last one or not. Anyway, I was a sorceress/thief (yes... I was a woman ahaha), and I had on the early concept clothes I was going to use for Xyrathana (the chick I draw). My dream begins with me sneaking into a castle.

I snuck past two knights and found my brother. He asked me what I was doing there and said to stop sneaking around... and I did. Well, this is when things become extremely confusing and down right bizarre. The dream realm began to change rapidly, the grass and trees would die and come back to life every second. Also, it would alternate from day and night at the same rate as the plant's life cycles in my dream. I then set up three traps in three different rooms, and each one of them were of a different design: one was compact and simple, another was mediocre, and the final was very complex. You're probably thinking those traps were going to be used to kill the guards, right? Well you're wrong lol, they were built for another purpose... to kill myself. Why, I don't know, but this dream gets even weirder in a second.

As I was attempting to commit suicide, my brother was watching me. All of the traps were meant to shoot me out the window to make my death more comical. I set the simple one off first and was shot up by arrows and launched out the window; however, I did not die. I proceeded to the next one and had the same result as the first. As I was doing this, my brother was laughing at me and was insulting me. After failing to die, I come to the third trap, and then my dream just becomes abstract from here lol.

The knights were waiting there for me and charged at me. I attacked them back and killed one, and I got two crossbows that I used for the trap and killed two more. The last guy and me fought evenly for a bit, and then I asked myself "What the hell am I doing... I'm a damn wizard." I used my magical abilities on him, but then EVERYTHING changed. First, my dream becomes a pixilated world; second, the room turns into a room that was in the Complex level in the N64 games Goldeneye and Perfect Dark; and third, perhaps the strangest, the knight and me switch bodies back and forth every five minutes. We continued to fight and I eventually won, then my other dream began. I did have a third dream that night... but I forgot it.

Dream 6 (March 26, 2007)

I don't remember much of this one, but I remember being with my family for a brief second and then Charlotte (my gf) appeared. There was some sort of creature that was trying to kill us and was chasing us, and I had to protect her. Again I was near my high school, we were on the street that connects into my high school's street, and we were in one of the houses on that street. I woke up for a small amount of time, looked at the clock and went back to sleep about a minute after... and I actually went back to the dreamworld I woke up from.

We were in a living room and Charlotte was hugging me and telling me how much she loved me. I wasn't paying attention for reason, and I kept walking away from her but she kept coming back to me. I looked at the floor and some tiles began to disappear and I had to refill these tiles, which I did. I then stood in the center of the room for a while, then I moved to a window and started to look out of it, and I was searching for something or someone. Charlotte then came behind me and was trying to hug me again, and she was very cheerful but I told her to stop. She stopped and was sad, and I continued to look out the window again, searching for that someone or something that was never going to come.

She came back to me and talked to me, and I told her I loved her and she smiled but then I went back to looking out the window and I told her to 'Stop and leave me alone' again. This time though, it made her extremely depressed; she cried and I looked at her, but did nothing to help her. I walked around the living room a while, waiting for whatever it was that I searching for outside my window, but it never came. I went back to the window a third or fourth time, and I walked by Charlotte, who had stopped crying, and I felt her... it felt so real, I could feel all her emotions and it made me feel sad, happy, and scared. After that intense moment, I went back to looking out the window, turned around and looked into her eyes and turned back to look out the window one final time... and I woke up.

Dream 7 (March 31, 2007)

I had three different dreams, one I woke up from and then I went back to sleep and dreamt two more, one was a dream in a dream somewhat. First dream I was at my old best friend's house, the one I use to be real good friends with for years until we parted ways around 2001 or 2002. Anyway, I was at his house, but we were actually at the old K-Mart that use to be here in my town. I was walking on the side walk and I saw his car going fast, make a sharp turn and suddenly stop, then he jumped out of the car. He fell on his face, then got up and said he was "drunk and lost" and started to laugh; I looked at him for a bit and wanted to avoid him, however, I didn't, and I came to him and picked him up. I asked him if he was all right, and we talked for a while and noticed cars leaving the parking lot. Then his mom comes out... and she looked like a super model or something lol. She said hi to me and asked how I was, and then a Pizza Hut delivery car came with pizza for my friend and I. My friend got the pizza and put it on some table and asked me to go on a walk with him to catch up. His mom said we should eat the pizza first, but we didn’t want to, so we just got a slice and left.

Here it gets a little weird, we start to walk down the parking lot and everything around us starts to have a ripple effect like water, and we appeared in a place I had a dream of many, many years ago. It was a beautiful place though, it had many apartment buildings, but none that you would see on Earth. They were a white and light green color, and the material was neither wood or brick. Some were made of metallic material and others of crystalline, it was quite radiant; the windows were rectangular, but they had a near invisible force field that was used instead of actual glass, and the light posts on the side walks had no light bulbs, but had orbs of light instead. It was night time, and the sky was somewhat blue-violet color, which added to the beauty. As we were walking, I saw a lot of people I went to school with or have met in my life, and they were transparent, almost ghost-like, and I started to feel nauseated for some reason. I ignored the feeling, and I ask my friend to tell me how his life has been since we last spoke, and he starts the sentence off exactly like this: "In the year 2002...", takes a long pause and disappears, and then all of the sudden I am transported to my high school in the year 2002. My high school was different though, it was like jell-o in form lol, kind of like a Dr. Seuss building. Anyway, what happens next is weird, ****ed up, and unexplainable, and even funny.

I am across the street from my school, just watching and I see a guy in a wheel chair... and it was Professor-X from X-Men. Everyone was panicking, and I did nothing but watch. Professor-X dies, and some weird hill billy kid appears in a wheel chair. Everyone is running in circles around this kid and screaming. He doesn't know why they are doing this and he sends off strange shockwaves, and everyone starts to get sick and throw up all over the place lol. I start to get sick as well, but I don't throw up, I'm like almost immune. I then get up and fly, something I have never done in a dream till now (flying that is) and end up by some warehouse. There is NO floor to stand on, and the warehouse and me are literally floating in space. That same hill billy kid appears but without his wheelchair and tells me that he makes clones. I asked him about these clones of his, and he tells me to look in the warehouse. I do, and I see hundreds, if not thousands, of clones of him. I look at him and he smiles at me, and I just wake up.

PART: 2

This one is longer than the last since it's two dreams. I was a knight, I guess you can say I was a 'dark knight' because I had a real bad attitude, and I was maybe 6'6" or taller. My armor and my sword were awesome. My armor was very thick, yet extremely light since I was agile and could move quick. You could not see any of my skin but my nose and eyes, and my eyes had a dark shadow on them so it was hard to see them, but the coolest part of my armor was the colors. It went by my mood, it would be shiny gold if I was in a happy/cheerful mood and it would change to a sleek, jet black color if depressed/enraged. My sword was just a hilt, however it was like a lightsaber lol, and it would form whenever I pleased.

The plot of this dream was strange, but flowed and wasn’t skipping/jumping around too much like the last. I was going to a party (lol), and I had to go to a certain cabin, all the cabins were lettered like an alphabet you would see in an elementary classroom: "Aa", "Bb", "Cc", all the way to "Zz". I had to go to the "Kk" cabin because it was the first letter of my name, 'Kevin', and when I got there, I saw some chick dressed up as a witch and her costume colors were amazing. They would flash different colors, and many colors all at once. When I walked in, I saw many people dressed up as knights, wizards, etc. because it was a medieval party, but there were two guys who weren't dressed up for the occasion. Both of them were causing problems and I got into it, and one of them and me sat down in some chairs near a wall and there was bars in front of us. I then pulled out a pencil, and I was shooting people with it lol, but it didn't kill them. I tried to shoot the other guy that wasn't dressed up for the party and missed, and he came to us and sat down next to me. I started to draw on the metal rails in front of me and my pencil lead broke. I said the lead in this pencil sucks, and the guy on my right who was the other dude dressed up in 21st century clothes laughed at me. I gave him an angry look, and then he says "So that's what you humans call it..." and he adds "Well, it has no name, nothing has a name; that "pencil" is nothing but air, it's imaginary. When you write with it--all you are making is just lines with the movements of your hand. What you 'draw' is meaningless and has no value, so tell me why do you waste your time on such insignificant things, hmm?"

I got up and was extremely pissed off, and I unsheathed my sword. No one knew I was a REAL knight, and I cut that guy to pieces and I began to kill everyone at the party. I was laughing and taunting them while I was doing it. Most of them escaped the cabin, however, since this is my dream, I had control over everyone... I was the killer--not the victim. I could stop everyone for a brief moment before they were released to run some more. I got them all trapped in a school building, and they were at my mercy, I had six people with me in one of the rooms. One was a very gorgeous girl whom I did not kill. She got me to stop my madness, and I let everyone go. Some school buses came right after everyone left, and I began to flip them over and I saw Xyrathana (the character I draw) for a brief moment and disappear. For some reason, seeing Xyrathana enraged me, and I got in a bus and killed the bus driver, jumped out of the bus, and the bus was following me and ran me over. I felt no pain and did not die, I just blacked out and appeared elsewhere.

I was now in New York; I had no shirt, no shoes and my pants were all tore up. I was walking around the neighborhoods and the street names made absolutely NO sense. I can only remember two of the street names, one was "Who Done It Ave" and the other was "What Doesn't Ave". I was looking for my aunt's house because my dad was there, and he was going to take me to the airport so I can get back to where I am suppose to be; however, I could not reach my destination. I came across one street and saw yet another beautiful woman, and she had a little girl and they were playing outside. I went by and they looked at me the whole time I was going by, which was a little creepy. The next street I go by, two dogs started to bark at me, then they run towards me and start to lick me... this was where I saw the two street signs I mentioned above. On this street were three elegant churches, the middle one was the prettier one of the three. It was made of grey stone and had a lot of stained glass windows. I stayed on this street the rest of the dream before I woke up because the scenery was spectacular and I did not want to leave, but I did by waking up.

Dream 8 (April 6, 2007)

This dream was a huge blur but it became lucid towards the end. I forgot everything that happened before the most important part. I was in a plane and it was raining real bad, and I landed and don't even remember the airport. I leave the airport and I just appear in some hotel, and I was there to look for Charlotte. I asked the clerk person if a girl named 'Charlotte Fox' checked in here, and he said yes but would not tell me where she was staying, so I went to look for her. I go to the second floor and it looks like a hospital floor, there was patients and the rooms just looked like a hostipal room. I walk around the second floor for a while and look into every room, and couldn't find her. I went back down to the first floor and begged the guy to tell me where she was, and he just smirked at me and would not. I saw a girl who looked like Charlotte walk by me and she smiled at me, and I thought it was her, however I didn't ask her if it was her because I knew that girl wasn't her for some reason... I continued my search.

I went to the third floor and the rooms on this floor were hotel rooms but was somewhat like a factory, and I looked everywhere on this floor for Charlotte... but no luck. I decided to take the elevator, the other two times I used the stairs, and when I walk into the elevator, two girls walk in. One was a Mexican girl who use to be two grades below me in high school, and the other was tanned skinned and was gothic. She was bald, had a nose ring, and a lip ring, and she had a pretty face. The mexican girl asks me if I remember Annie (my first crush), and I said "Yes", and the gothic girl asks me "Was she hot?" and I said, "Yes, she was hot," and the elevator opens and I'm on the fourth floor. Here I started to figure out this is a dream, but couldn't gain control.

The fourth floor was just like my high school's second floor. It was a mess though, there was people walking down the halls and books were piled up everywhere and was as if there was a book store or something going on. There was a few TVs and whatever I read appeared on the TV screens. I look into my old English room and I see several old people, and the whole time I was on this floor, I was thinking to myself "Oh my god, where is Charlotte, she is here... I am SO close to her and I can't find her." I nearly cried here, and what was awesome was that my sadness made the rain fall faster, harder and lightning strike outside. I walked around in circles, looking into every window to see if I can find Charlotte, but I couldn't. I saw a few guys get out of class and get some books, one book I saw this dude get off the shelf was interesting to me for some reason. It was about extinct animals... and there was one about some alien-like creature from the sea. It was called a Galabaroos lol, and it had yellow eyes, like an insect's eyes and it's legs were that of a frog, it was as big as a man, too. After I skimmed this book, my dream turns real dark and into a strange future, I had lost control of myself when this happened and I could not control my movements anymore. The walls began to turn into metal ones, the storm outside was getting worse, and I stood there for a second and looked down the hall. I saw a black figure that was of a woman, but that was it, I didn't yell at her (or it), and I just stood there looking at her. Soon after I woke up.

Dream 9 (April 18, 2007)

After many weeks of meaningless dreams and the inability to recall any dream lately, I get this one. It was perhaps the darkest dream I have ever had in my life. It began with me in a strange city with no buildings, flat ground for miles, and was only one color: grey.

I was in a hospital and a mother was giving birth, but the child was no normal human child–it was a demon. It was crying nonstop and was frighten because no one wanted it, it was an abomination to them, even to the mother. I held it and comforted it and placed it in a baby carriage, and I appeared inside a Chinese styled building. The demon was now five or six years of age, and it was living in a basement. The basement was an exhibit to view this demon and it was weeping and frighten once again. When it saw me, it remembered me, and it smiled and became joyful. The people there looked at me with horror and disgust because they noticed that I cared for the little demon child, and they wanted to kill me. I began to run, and as I was running, the demon had fully grown and escaped his prison. He began to kill everyone and took their souls as well, I watched him do it, I watched all the people around me suffer and I loved it. The demon looked at me and said nothing, he just walked past me and knew that I was his master. I decided to leave the building and when I got to the front door, it was packed with people trying to escape. They asked me why I was allowing this demon to do this to them, and I told them "Because you laughed at it," and I grinned back at them, and walked off. I could hear them screaming as I was walking away, and soon after I appeared in my English class.

My teacher was discussing last week’s assignment we did with music lyrics, and she handed us a paper with parts of the songs we used. She said she had picked her favorite sections of the songs and placed them there for everyone to read, and most of my song had appeared on there. The song I used was Absurd Minds - A Man Received the Answer, and the parts she had put from it were these three:

who created all the souls and grants us our lives so many times ?
when will be brought the knowledge to this plane ?
your soul is a part of the Great Soul

There was also some unidentifiable ones in there too, languages I had never seen in my life and I don’t remember what they said because as soon as I woke up, I forgot most of this part in my English class. There was another part in my dream that happened before I appeared in my English class, but I can’t remember, I know that I was with my brother and my dog... but that is all I can recall from that scene.

The most significant part in my dream was when I was in some sort of house that was in the middle of the ocean. The house was a two story house, and the second floor had no walls except for the front wall, and the staircase was outside, on the right side of the house. Everything was peaceful and beautiful, and you could see the sunset in the horizon. There was also birds that were flying in the sky, and I was on the second floor of that strange house and I had grapes; I shot these grapes in the water with my mouth lol... and in front of the house was a fountain. I saw a dead person wearing a robe and a gold crown floating in the water of this fountain, his features were difficult to describe; he was grotesque, but at the same time beautiful. His face was decayed to where he had no eyes, and the hair on his head was very long, silvery-white, and silky in texture; his skin was a pale-ish grey and was pealing off his body, and one of his arms had almost no flesh left. I placed some grapes near this mysterious corpse and said "I love you and will never forget you, you did not die in vain." After I said this, the undead person came to life and looked at me, lifted up his arms at me, and called to me. I tried to reach him, but for some reason I couldn’t get to him. Next, he tried to speak to me but no words came out of his mouth; he tried to write something on a paper with a pen, but there was no ink. On his final attempt, he took the pen and began to write letters in the air slowly. I could only catch the first part, "I love you too, don’t..." and for some reason I couldn’t understand the final part of his message. He dropped the pen, stared at me for 5 - 10 seconds with a look of sadness and longing, and then walked back to his watery grave and moved no more. Now that he was dead again, I could get to the fountain, and I jumped down from the second floor of the house and ran straight to the corpse and wept. I don't know who or what he was, but I felt as though I knew him all my life. I placed more grapes in the water and looked at the horizon once more and awoke...

Dream 10 (April 24, 2007)

Both of my dreams tonight were awesome. The first I’ll tone down a bit because it was full of sex and lust, so if you don’t want to read it, just skip to part 2 lol.

I was in some sort of a park/zoo exhibit, and I was with a lot of my old HS classmates and most were girls. I can remember three of them: Amanda (asked me out in the 9th grade), Yolanda (a girl I was friends with), and Annie (first crush). I was beside Amanda, and I was talking to her and joking with her, then she asks me "Are you checking me out?" I said "Nah," and she says "Liar," and I tell her that was I looking at someone else instead, which I was. I was actually looking at Annie, and she was bending over lol, and then Amanda says "You don’t think I’m hot, do you?" and I didn’t answer her, and she says "I guess I’ll go look for another guy who can be my boyfriend," but then I say "Hey wait, I think you’re hot... I just didn’t know how you would react, that’s all." The other chick, Yolanda, comes in and she starts to argue and fight with Amanda over me, and while they were fighting, I started to think about foxi (an e-chick I’ve known for almost four years) and asking myself questions about her; I then tell both girls to stop, and they did. I tell them that I’ll give them an answer as to which one I choose to be with tomorrow, and they leave and so did I.

I then go into this strange tree house, and I’m thinking to myself "Wow, what a weird day, I had two hot girls fighting over me." In this tree house, I find DMX lol, and he is some what insane... but I manage to talk to him. I started to tell him about what happened, but he doesn’t understand and just ignores me. I remember he was rambling on about something, though, I don’t remember exactly what it was he was ranting about. I leave the house and enter another house, and then I see foxi... I will skip this part because it’s Rated-XXX material. After that scene with her, I woke up, which sucked.

PART: 2

It was like 1:30 AM, so I decided to go back to sleep, and I am now in some sort of futuristic city. I was walking down a sidewalk and was near a huge building that was under construction; as I’m walking, I see flying cars zipping by overhead and was in a state of awe and wonder. Anyway... I continued to walk down the streets, and I come across Central Park (I guess this city was Manhattan in the distant future) and see some sort of spider creature. This thing was sweet looking, and I will even add it as a villain for my comic that I’m making lol. It was about 20 feet tall and maybe another 20, 25 feet in length; its torso was purple and furry, and its head was black and went up to a tip/horn shape as you got up the top of its head, it also had arms and its hands had very long claws. Its lower half was black and furry and that of a spider, so I don’t have to describe much. Its legs were thick near the body and became thinner as they went outwards from the body. This creature didn’t do anything to me: it either didn’t know of my presence, or it intently avoided me. It did not avoid the other people, however, and began to go on a killing spree, and after a few people had died, some strange man comes and fights the spider monster. They threw insults at each other, but I don’t remember what they said to one another. The creature then picks up a woman and starts to torture her slowly, and obviously this woman meant something to the guy because he became very anxious and uneasy, but when he tried to save the girl, the creature snapped her like a twig; blood was all over the place, and the monster laughed. It taunted the hero, too, which pissed him off, and he transformed (anime **** lol) and told the spider creature that he was going to slaughter it.

The creature laughed at him again and told him he was pathetic, but the guy came in quick and flew through the monster and ripped it in half from the waist up. He picked up the monster and spat in its face and said "I’m going to make you suffer." The monster was scared now, and it was begging for its life, but the hero didn’t grant him any mercy and proceeded to kill the creature slowly. It was quite bloody, very pleasing to the eyes, though, it was too bad this wasn’t a lucid dream, or I would have joined in with the guy. After the creature was gruesomely killed, the hero walks by me and gives me a quick glance and continued to walk by. A little bit after, I woke up… yet again, I got gayed by waking up!

Dream 11 (May 5, 2007)

Lately, I’ve been having trouble recalling my dreams, I don’t understand why, but I remembered two dreams I had last night. Both were somewhat strange; the first dream I had took place in my High School (yes, again lol). The "plot" made no sense to me.

I was in "fish camp" all over again. Fish camp is some kind of program my HS did for the freshman before the school year starts so they can get to know the school layout a little better and get their class schedules. Anyway, I was in my old Home Ec class, and I was with a lot of people I have never seen before (most of the people in this dream were unknown to me). I remember picking up my class schedule, and then all of the sudden… class had started. I was in a big class, though we had a small amount of students, maybe eight or nine students. My teacher was at the front of the class, by a corner, and she had a tall desk and was sitting on a stool. She was nice looking; she had medium length brown hair, brown eyes, and a light tan. The TV was on in the classroom, too, but I don’t know what was on it though, I just remember it being on and flashing. All the doors (there were three doors total) were open in the class, and we sat in tables, not desks. There was probably about twelve tables total, and they were spread out, and each student had their own table--I was seated in the second to last row of the class, on the left.

Our lesson was to make iced tea... lol. After I made mine, I dipped my finger in the tea and began to twirl my finger in it. I took my finger out and tasted, and I could actually taste the tea and feel the coolness of the drink when I had my finger in the tea. Most of my dreams are like this; I can feel, taste, or smell sometimes. Class had finished, and I was going to lunch, but first I went upstairs to my locker. I was talking to two girls, and they were walking with me to lunch and giggling. I got to the lunch room and it was beautiful, it’s hard to explain what it was like, but most of my dream was brilliant and a "light-sided" dream. There was only love, peace, and happiness... emotions I hadn’t dreamed about in quite a while. I remember seeing a lot of light shining into the cafeteria, and the layout was futuristic and somewhat alien.

After those two parts, this dream was a blur, I woke up after the part I was in the cafeteria and I went back to sleep. I nearly forgot to add this: The most significant thing in this dream was that the clock in the classroom (as well as the others in the building) was stopped at 9:02 AM and did not change at all. That was my time of birth, 9:02 AM October 26, 1986...

PART: 2

This dream was dark, but not really "scary dark" or "nightmare", just "dark." It took place in a jungle/forest, and it was raining heavily outside. I lived in a house in the middle of nowhere, and what was most strange about this house was that I had dreamt of it before when I was about fourteen or fifteen; however, the layout was some what different. It wasn’t a maze like it was before, and it only had three rooms: a bathroom, a living room, and a bedroom. I also wasn’t alone and being chased by bizarre creatures this time either, I had my dog, Sparky, with me.

My dog and me were just doing your normal everyday things, playing with each other and he would follow me around the house like he normally does. I decided to take him for a walk... out in the rain lol. It was night time, and the rain was pouring and it was windy, and things began to change when I was outside. I remember seeing a tall wooden tower sprout from the ground just randomly, it nearly caught my dog and me, it had just missed us. The trees were about to be pulled from the roots by the wind, and the grass was growing and shrinking. My dog was scared and wanted to go back to the house, but I didn’t want to so he kept on walking with me. We eventually got lost, and he was looking at me with his sad eyes and wondering why I got us into this mess. I kneeled down to pet him and told him it’s all right, and he calmed down.

We continued to walk deeper into the forest and it was getting darker, and the rain was still coming down hard. My dog suddenly began to bark, and he broke his leash and started to run even deeper into the forest. I chased after him and nearly lost him, but I found him growling at a tree. The tree was black and dead, and it appeared burnt; it had no leaves, and it was all dried up (even with the rain, it wasn’t wet). I looked at this tree amazed at how it had no traces of water on it--it absorbed the water instantly when it touched the tree. My dog finally stopped barking and looked up at me, but he showed no emotions. I was worried about him, so I kneeled down and started to pet him and put a new leash on him, and we left. As we were leaving, I couldn’t keep my eyes off that strange dead tree.

Once we got back to the house, my dog became happy and was jumping around like he usually does and the rain had finally stopped, but it was still dark outside. I took the leash off my dog, and he started to play in the grass, and then I looked at that wooden tower that sprouted from the ground earlier. I stood there a long time looking at it, and I woke up a little bit after.

Dream 12 (May 6, 2007)

Last night’s dreams I had were insane. First dream I was at my apartment, and I went to Wal-Mart with my parents. We bought some groceries and stuff, and when we were going to the car to leave, I didn’t want to be seen around them. There was four hot girls seating at this bench outside the store, and they were watching us and talking but said nothing about me. We left the store and got to the apartment, and the computer was in my brother’s room instead of the living room. I played the computer for a bit and decided to take my dog out for a walk. After I left the house with my dog, my family just disappears and doesn’t come back to my dream until later.

I took my dog to the usual spot he likes to go, it’s a big meadow sort of place that’s behind my apartment. My dog then disappears like my parents... and things start to go crazy; I began to realize that I was dreaming, but I couldn’t obtain lucidity. I transformed into Lu Bu, a character in Dynasty Warriors lol, and walked back to my apartment. I started to destroy things for no apparent reason, I had destroyed every car in the parking lot and several of my neighbors fled when they saw me. Then some big fat bald guy comes out of my next door neighbor’s apartment, he begins to tell me things and insult me. I knocked him on the ground and told him I was going to kill him. He laughed and said "I can’t die, you can do whatever you want to me," and this pissed me off so I chopped his legs off. He laughed and started to reach for me with his arms and touched me a few times, I then chopped off his arms. Again, he laughed at me and told me it’s pointless to attack him, and his severed arms were moving towards me. I got frightened and anxious so I chopped his arms to bits until they finally stopped moving towards me, and I chopped his head off right after. There was a pool of blood and mess around the man, and he began to cry and said he gives up... but just keep in mind, that a bodyless head is talking to me. I told him I was sorry and reattached his head to his body, but he had no limbs and was squirting blood all over the place.

I talked to the strange man for a bit, and I told him I was going back to the field and that I would be right back. Now my dream becomes a little DF2 style because two or three DF2 players appear in my dream lol. I went to the field and I found someone (I forgot who it was, and it’s bothering me) who was important to me, and I returned to the fat bald guy. He asked me if I was real good friends with the person I saw at the field, and I told him "Yes, we are like brothers," and he began to cry uncontrollably. I transformed back into myself, and I told him that "I was buddies with that person just like how I am buddies with DMX," and he started to cry even more. I didn’t understand what was his problem, so I asked him what was wrong. He told me he had no friends and that he loved the person I was with in the meadow (guessing he was a faggot), and I told him that DMX was my true friend and that other guy meant nothing to me. He cheered up, and while all this was happening, Blur, another DF2 player, was listening to all this lol. I found it hilarious that I had random DF2 players pop into my dream.

PART: 2

I was still asleep or I woke up... I’m not completely sure, but I remember it being black for a while and me appearing at the DFW Airport. I was going to fly to New York, and I was the only passenger in the plane so the pilot let me stay in the cockpit with him. The pilot was a very old man and was short, probably about 5'5". We conversed a while and stopped, and I began to look out the window of the cockpit and could see the beautiful sky and the buildings in the skyline. The plane started to do 360 degree barrel rolls and back flips... I asked the pilot why he was doing this and he didn’t reply.

I got to LGA in Queens, New York, and I left the plane and so did the pilot. The pilot was walking with me, and I was trying to talk to him, but he ignored me and went to the receptionist and told her that he was feeling very ill. I stood there to watch him because I was curious to see what would happen next. He tells the lady that he is about to die and blood starts to drip from his nose rapidly. The receptionist was in horror and said "Get the hell away from me, you’re gross," and the old man started to walk away crying and bleeding... and he slipped on his own blood that was already on the floor. He cracked his head open and his brains were slowly oozing out, and he gets back up and begins to cough out his organs and some blood. I stood there amused by this, and I got a cup and held it under the man’s nose to fill it with his blood and I drank it. The old man doesn’t die, though...

Once I got out of the airport, the scenery began to change; at first, it was as if I was in 19th century New York and then it became the year 2200+, though, I’m not quite sure on the exact date. All I know is that the city became futuristic; another thing I forgot to mention is that the view I had on myself was a 3rd person view about 400-500 feet in the sky. I was walking around a bit, and then I decided I wanted to go back to Texas so I went back to the airport... in the same plane, with the same pilot. He took me back, and then a split second later I told him I wanted to go back to New York, and again, he took me. This time I wasn’t welcome. The receptionist lady said "All your airline mileage was used up," and I told her that I still had some and to check again. She doubled checked and saw that I was right, but then she says "I don’t care, you’re not welcome here: leave." I called her a ***** and left on the same plane I was on the last two times.

When I got on the plane this time, the old pilot started to talk to me again. He asked me why I didn’t tell the woman that I was a pilot. I looked at him confused. He said "This is your world, you are anything you want to be." I thought about what he had said the whole trip back to Texas, and when I got there, I appeared in a huge, fancy house and I transformed into a male model (lol). The house had many windows and almost no walls, there was a party happening there, but I wanted no part of it so I left. I returned to that field I was in twice in my dream already, and began to urinate. As I was pissing, the plants were growing and reached my chin, and a tree also sprouted from the ground where I had disposed of my bodily waste. I looked down at the plants I had created for a while, and I saw some strange shrooms popping out of the ground. I stood there watching them until they fully matured. Most of them were almost as tall as me, but they were all skinny (only 1 cm in circumference), and the caps were tiny (about 3, 4 inches in length). The only thing they had in common (color wise) was that their gills were grey but their caps were different colors; some of the shrooms had green caps, others had red caps, and some looked like the mushrooms in Super Mario Bros..

I IMed tyr- on MSN to ask him what kind of shrooms these were, and he sent me a link from wikipedia. On this link, it said that these shrooms were a very potent breed of shroom and were somewhat unknown. It also said they had the same effects of marijuana when ingested. Since I didn’t want that kind of high, I decided not to eat them and went back inside to party a little. When I got there, I had three gorgeous women surround me and tell me how handsome I was... but I did not give a damn. I then noticed another male model come into my house with two hot women, and he made out with another guy LOL. He came up to kiss me, but I denied him and started to talk to him and tell him about the shrooms that were just outside my house. He said "Oh my god, really?" and left to eat them. I told him not to because they were still an unknown species of mushroom, but he didn’t listen. He ate about four of them and suddenly stopped. I asked if he was all right, and he started to claw at his belly in agony and was making strange noises. He was trying to throw up, but he couldn’t and it was as if his stomach was expanding inside him. Next to him was that tree that had grew earlier but it was dead now, and there was a lot of bees that were coming out of it. They didn’t sting us though, they just flew around us. He was still in pain, and the two women came outside and started to watch him die with me. They asked what was wrong, and I told them that he ate several of these shrooms and didn’t listen to my warning. They laughed, and the guy’s stomach finally exploded inside his body and he fell slowly to the ground. There was a huge puddle of blood where he was, and the look on his face was that of horror and disbelief. I, and the two women, continued to laugh and walked away.

Once I got back to my house, it had transformed into my apartment and my family reappeared. I walked into my bathroom and into my brothers room to turn on the computer and said to myself "Dammit, I’m going to be late for my DF2 matches," and when I said that, I woke up.

Dream 13 (May 11, 2007)

The dream I had last night was bittersweet. I did die in this dream, which is the third time I ever died in a dream, but I came back to life. The death in this dream seemed more real and painful than the previous two deaths I had... it was not a good experience and perhaps the worst I had in a dream ever. I don’t remember everything that happened, though, because I totally forgot my dream after waking up; I remembered some of the important parts as the day progressed but not all.

All I can remember was that I was a professional runner, and it was night time and raining at all time in my dream. I was running around a neighborhood that I had never seen before, but it was a pretty suburban neighborhood; all the houses were large and beautiful, and there was one house that I kept running by and getting sadden by each time I went by it. After the third or fourth passing of the house, I decided to go to that house and see who lived in it. To my surprise it was foxi... and what was even more surprising was that she was nude from the waist up lol. She was standing by a window and appeared depressed, but when she saw me, she began to smile and put her hands and face on the window. I came to the window and asked her what was wrong, and she said "Please save me, Kevin." I tried to go in the front door, but it was locked so I told her to stand back and broke the window. I stepped in and she immediately hugged me, and tears of joy were coming down her face.

I asked her if she was okay, and she said "I am now that I’m with you." When we tried to leave the house, the window I broke through had came back and wouldn’t break for some reason. The front door’s door knob had disappeared... so we were trapped in this house. She said to try the back door, and as we were walking around the house we met up with her family. They were a bit crazy and were trying to kill her. I protected her and we got to the back door, and she escaped but not me. The next part is a bit blurry, and I don’t remember exactly how it happened, but I get killed or I just had a heart attack... I’m not really sure. All I know is that I dropped to the ground and felt extreme pain all over my body (mainly in the chest), and I couldn’t wake up... I laid their for a while–lifeless. Foxi’s family were in shock and did not move, foxi rushed back inside and wept. She was saying "Please don’t die Kevin," and "Please be okay." While all this was happening, I could still feel huge amounts of pain... but I was dead at the same time. It was confusing and this scene is now etched in my memory forever.

Foxi put her face on my chest and cried and was wishing for me to come back to life. When she said "I love you," I slowly came back to life, and when she saw me moving again she couldn’t believe it and hugged me. I told her that I was sorry for dying (lol, wtf moment) and kissed her. We left the house and walked down the neighborhood together. Either the dream ended after this or I was sent into another one. I was now in a strange mall, at an arcade place. I played the games a bit and ate some pizza. I left the arcade and went to a store similar to JcPenny and screwed around a bit with some people my age. We were playing hide and seek (lol) and running around chasing each other, and we made a huge mess; clothes were everywhere and there was knocked over shelves and papers scattered throughout the store. It was fun, though I woke up shortly after (or I just don’t remember anything else we did).

Dream 14 (July 27, 2007)

It’s been a few months since my last entry, not because I fail to recall my dreams, but because of laziness lol. I don’t remember much of this one, but the part that I do remember was epic.

I was back at one of the apartments that I lived in, the one I lived in from 1998 to 2005. I was in the kitchen, and my mom said she wanted the pictures of my deceased grandmother. My dad told me to go get them, I asked him "Why?" but received no reply from him. He got up and went upstairs to get the pictures, and I followed him. He was carrying a box and I followed him back down the stairs, however, on the first few steps down, I began to die. I noticed my heart was beating rapidly, and I was having trouble breathing, but I didn’t feel any pain. I collapsed and slid down the stairs, and laid own my right side; I laid there for a while thinking I was dead.

The next part was strange... I had a ticklish feeling all over my body, and I wasn’t breathing (I don’t know if one breathes in a dream or not lol, but it was something I never experienced/gave any thought to). The situation I was in was irritating, I didn’t know how to move or what was happening to me, and then I asked "So is this what death is... black nothingness?" After asking that question, I opened my right eye, but kept my left closed, and I could see my parents; they didn’t seem to care that I was dead (or whatever state I was in). I then realized where I was: I was in a dream. I tried to remain calm and awaken in my dream, but the unfamiliarity and awkwardness of not breathing caused me to wake up. I woke up frustrated that I couldn’t reach lucidity in that moment... I couldn’t handle the idea of breathless life.

Dream 15 (July 28, 2007)

Tonight’s dream threw me from one scene to another, constantly. I woke up around 10:31 AM because the dream before foresaw it, and what added to the weirdness was that I fell asleep and woke up again and it was still 10:31 AM. I chuckled, thought myself to be insane (I wouldn’t doubt it) and went back to sleep for a third time.

I was in the Bruma chapel (for those who don’t know where that’s from, it’s from the game Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion), and I saw a dark elf scrambling to the altar. He was fiddling around with a key, trying to insert it into an unusually placed keyhole on the altar. He got the key in its hole, turned it, and the stone it was on came forth. On the other side of the altar was this strange portal that appeared, however, it seemed to phase in-and-out of existence. I could hardly see it at times, and the dark elf called to me. He told me to not tell anyone where he had gone, and before he left, I asked him what the portal was for. He said that it lead to Scourge, a sword he had stolen from the people he was fleeing from and stepped through the portal. I wanted to chase after him because that was Xyrathana’s sword and it belonged to her, but I didn’t understand how the portal worked.

I stepped away from the portal, depressed and frustrated. I walked around in circles for a bit and noticed an old, homeless dark elf laying on the bench to the left corner of the chapel. He gave me a spiteful stare... I didn’t know why, but he seemed offended by my presence, so I left him. A few moments later, the pursuers of the elf I had spoken to earlier, had arrived at the chapel. They came storming in, and the leader asked me if I had seen the man, I lied to him but he didn’t believe me. The men searched the chapel thoroughly, but couldn’t find anything and left. Once they left, I walked back to the altar, activated the stone and attempted to go through the portal. After several failures, I finally got the portal to work and was transported to a bizarre, underground world.

I explored this cavernous world and came across a collapsed section in the ground. I looked down the hole and saw the dark elf that opened the portal, but he was dead. There were strange little black rodent-like creatures that were eating his corpse, and one of them noticed me. It climbed up the hole, and we stared at each other for minutes, then it spoke to me.

"Why have you come here?" it asked. The creature took me by surprise with its speech, and I didn’t answer its question. "Why have you come here, human?" it asked again, but this time I replied. "I’m looking for the sword, Scourge, have you seen it?" and the thing began to grin and laugh diabolically, then it–along with its companions–disappeared. I got back up and continued searching the caverns for the sword, but found nothing. As I was walking out, I saw the sinister and elegantly designed blade just laying there; I picked it up and left that evil, dark world.

When I returned to the "real world", I saw a beautiful woman sitting on the bench the old homeless man was laying on before entering the portal. I sat next to the woman and began talking to her, then I started to caress her and nearly had sex with her, but another beautiful woman came into the chapel and stopped us. She pushed the other girl off me and hugged me and said "He’s my boyfriend, not yours!"

I didn’t say a word because I didn’t know who either of the girls were, I just know I wanted to have sex with one them LOL. The other girl became furious and pushed the other off me and said "No, he’s my boyfriend, back off!" Both of the girls began to fight, but I got in between them and told them I wasn’t worth fighting over. They looked at me as though I was crazy, and one of them said "Yes you are," and they continued to fight each other.

I tried my best to keep them off each other, and eventually one lost and walked away in sadness. The one that had won was the one that I saw at the chapel after returning from that other realm, she was fair-skinned, and looked familiar to me... but I didn’t know who it was while in my dream state. I do know who the person is, but I will not say. The other had a light-brown skin tone, and long dark-brown hair, this one was unfamiliar to me... both in the dream and waking world. The girl who had won attached herself to me and wouldn’t let go, she said "I love you so much" and kept hugging me. A cloaked man appeared, froze the girl that was hugging me and she faded away. I shouted "No, what are you doing!" and he replies with "What have you learned today?"

I didn’t understand his meaning or his intentions, and he looked at Scourge and said "That’s a fine blade you have in your possession... Scourge I presume?" I smiled and replied with a simple "Yes."

After that scene, I appeared in a plane with my mom and brother, and we were seated at the very back of the plane. There was a man next to my mother, and he kept giving my brother and I quick glances. My brother and I wouldn’t sit still and actually didn’t realize the plane had landed until I lifted the window shutter. I saw the airport and slid down in my seat, I felt a sudden shyness and didn’t want to look out the window; once the plane stopped, we got up and walked out the terminal, and I saw a figure... but I woke up soon after.

Dream 16 (August 7, 2007)

This dream was long, I don’t even know if I can recall all of it, but I’ll try. It threw me from one place to another, frequent area changes with different dream characters.

I was with two of my old HS friends: Dontay and Robbie. We were on a school bus with a lot of other people, talking and joking around, then the bus stopped at a rest stop. Everyone got off the bus, and I remember my friends and I commenting about the hot girls we walked by. We didn’t want to wait outside the bus, so we decided to walk around the rest stop a while and came across other school buses with kids our age and younger. We saw three brand new SUVs, one black, another white, and the other grey. My friends and I claimed these SUVs somehow, and I remember choosing the black SUV.

As we were going farther and farther from our bus, the buses began to have different and fantastic designs. These buses were gigantic; each one measured 40 feet in length, 20-25 feet in width, 20 feet in height, and could hold up to 100-150 passengers. We were in complete ‘awe’ at the sight of these vehicles, we started to say things such as: "I wonder what kind of buses these are", "Have you ever seen something like this before", "These things are huge!"

We looked into one of the buses and saw seven to ten seats a row, and the bus we looked into also appeared to have airplane wings, but they were small and seemed more for looks than working wings. One of my friends entered the bus, and we followed him. We asked him "What are you doing," and he said "I’m going to ride in this thing." We told him that we would get caught, but the driver didn’t notice us come in... even though we were sitting on the first row. On the back of the bus, all the passengers’ cars were chained to the bus, and we decided to do the same with our newly found SUVs. Soon after taking our seats, the driver said "Is everyone ready to take off?" My friends and I looked at each other confused, and the next thing you know we’re taking off as if we’re in a plane. Both of my friends got air sick, and I nearly passed out because this bus/airplane went extremely fast and the g-forces were intolerable.

The flight lasted maybe a few minutes... perhaps even seconds, and the "landing" was even worse than the flight itself. Instead of landing the vehicle like a normal airplane, the driver shut off all the engines, and we began to drop from the sky. I HATE falling in dreams and this part was unbearable, and what made this experience even worse was that everyone had to parachute out of the bus. My friends and I were the first to get out, and one of them asks "But what about our cars!" After he said that, we noticed all the cars had parachutes, too, even our SUVs and we were relieved. Once we passed the clouds and started to see the ground better, we saw that we were going to land on a rocky shore. Everyone but my friends and I, died hitting those cliffs and rocks.

We got up and waited for our SUVs to come down, two of them landed safely and one landed in the water and my friend who owned it was angry lol. We told him we’d help him take it out of the water since it was barely in the ocean... but when we tried to do this, all the cars turned into hot wheel cars. What made this stranger is that we began to pick them up and weren’t bothered by the transformation. After picking them all up, we walked down the road a little and everything went from tropical and wet to dry and dead.

There was a burnt down church and some people were standing around it, yelling and screaming. I asked one of them what was happening, and he says "Satan has destroyed our church! Look at the Prince of Darkness... sitting at the altar! How could God allow one of his places of worship to be destroyed by this fiend!? It’s... it’s unacceptable!"

I looked at the man in a bit of loss because the man he said was "Satan" seemed like a normal every day human being... a some what deranged looking man, but a human nonetheless. I was skeptic and told the man he was mad, but that would soon change. I saw an undead figure on a horse appear behind me and knock me to the ground, he laughed and faded away. After he rode off, the man on the altar began to transform into his true form: Satan. He began to laugh and said "I’m going to kill you all!" This scared everyone, my friends and I included, and everyone began to run around in a frenzy. The way he killed the people was horrific, he used his spirit (which was invisible to us) to murder us. He killed one man by going inside him and exploding him to pieces, and he killed another by twisting his body in strange and awkward angles. I ran far, but that undead horseman appeared behind me again and was chasing me, however it didn’t harm me... instead it protected me.

Hardly anyone lived, about 20 or more died, including my friend Robbie. My other friend, Dontay, said "**** this Kev, I’m out of here. The trip was fun, but I’m going home now" and left. There was still people dying, however, my friend was protected some how and walked away unharmed. I took all the dead people’s belongings, which was a bunch of electronics, and I left. As I was leaving, I saw a little imp drop from the sky and land on a spiky rock and die. I then fell to the ground and blacked out... this I didn’t understand.

Part: 2

I didn’t wake up... at least I don’t think I did. After the scene with the imp, I was sent to a train station. I got a hand car, but I could barely use the thing, and I really didn’t know where I was going... or where I wanted to go. I appeared at factory that I had been to another time in a dream, and it was the same as my last dream. Here I began to get somewhat lucid because I remembered this place, and it had the same people as before... all but one person. This one person was an old man that owned the company and was shouting at me to leave, I wouldn’t listen to him. The only insult I remember was him saying "You’re a dog ****, get the **** off my property!" and that’s when I turned around. I told the man to calm down and that I was only passing by, and that I had been here before and bothered no one. He told me to shut the **** up and leave, and I said no several times. I finally gave in because I grew tired of listening to the stupid old man and left, though, after waking up, I was frustrated at myself for doing so.

I now was in New York... I just can’t stay in one place lol. I remember being in Astoria, under the subway, near my uncle’s apartment. I saw two women talking to each other, though I couldn’t make out what they were saying. Then I saw the city transform before my eyes; new buildings began to sprout from the ground, and some of the older ones changed to match the designs of the new buildings. After that, there was a man that spoke to the whole city on an intercom. He started to say "In 2101 AD..." and I began to laugh, and so did the women lol, because we thought he was going to do that "All your base are belong to us," thing; however, this was not the case.

The man said this, though I can only remember bits and pieces of what he said:

In 2101 AD... war will separate all the nations of the world. There will be a new leader that arises from one of the peoples and take control of the chaotic world–bringing about order and a new age to man.

There will be universal tenets the people will have to abide by; to those who do not follow these rules, they will be sentenced to death.

All the old shall offer their life energy to the young, so they can rule and live... forever.

As the voice was saying this, I was walking on a busy highway, listening to everything he was saying. I walked by several people and all of them gave me confused and puzzled looks, but I didn’t bother to look back at them... I just kept walking and looking at the new scenery around me. Then after the man said the line "All the old shall sacrifice their life energy for the young, so they can rule and live... forever," I collapsed. I felt a sudden sadness after that sentence, and some of the people on the sidewalk ran towards me to see if I was all right, but I told them to back off and got up and wouldn’t stop focusing on one of the buildings across the highway.

I got to an alleyway and was looking for my uncle’s apartment, then some cute chick began to stalk me around. She didn’t seem from the USA because of her accent and her simple sentences. I noticed her following me, but I didn’t say a word and let her follow me. I stepped into an apartment and was bumping into people left and right because it was so crowded there, and then that girl confronted me. She said "Hey, can I help you," and I said "Yeah, do you know where my uncle’s place is?" I told her the address and she said to follow her. She lead me through many apartment buildings, all crowded and it was hard to go through all the people. I asked her "Are you sure you know where the building is," and she said "Yes, just keep following!"

We were standing outside one of apartment buildings, which was most likely hers, and she asked me "Do you have a girlfriend?" I told her no, and she asks "Can I be your girlfriend?" I was like ‘what the ****,’ but I said sure. Lol this chick was crazy, she would grab my ass and rub herself on me, but I liked it. She then told me to follow her up the building, and I did. I remember how little the staircases were, it was like a doll house, and I couldn’t stand it any longer so I told her I was going to wait for her outside.

Once I got through all the people going up and down the tiny staircase, I stood outside waiting for the girl and when she came outside, she jumped on my back and says "Are you ready to go baby?" I nodded and gave her a kiss on the cheek and we walked down a few blocks when I noticed my back pack of belongings was missing. I saw three huge cops, they stood about seven feet tall, and I told them that I was robbed. I described my back pack to them, and they laughed at me... but they sent out a search team. The way they did this was weird, they found my bag and they set off all the alarms in the city and all the emergency fire sprinklers in the buildings were set off, too. People were rushing out of the buildings, screaming and wet lol, and I remember looking at my "girlfriend" and suspecting her of the robbery since the bag was located in her apartment building... but I never found out because I woke up.

Dream 17 (October 8, 2007)

It’s been a few months since my last entry. This dream had somewhat of a DF2 theme to it, but not totally.

The setting was dark and gloomy, and there was mist mixed in with a few bouts of rainfall. I looked about four or five years older, and I was in the DF2 level, Caterpillar. I was behind the Red Team’s spawn, in the hills, and saw three soldiers. The next scene was graphic. I was on the highest point of the hill, proned, looking down on the three men. I began firing upon the soldiers, and they started to shoot back at me. I got nicked on the shoulder, but the same couldn’t be said about the soldiers who I left dead on the ground in a pool of their own gore.

I ran to the center of the level, which would normally have two two-floor buildings, but in my dream they were replaced by a futuristic military base. The base was surrounded by a massive steel wall with barbed wire on top of it. There was also spot lights searching for me, which were alerted by the recent deaths of the three soldiers. I snuck into the base by moving from shadow-to-shadow, and, ironically, entered through the main gate. Upon entering I saw a high ranking officer that was in his mid-50's. I don’t know why, but I was overwhelmed with a feeling of terror and dread when I saw this man. I passed him and his bodyguards, however, he still managed to catch a glimpse of me as I was turning the corner.

There was three buildings, as well as two armored vehicles, inside the base. One building was a large barracks, another was probably for the officers, and in the middle of the base was a command center that had a tower that stood at least 50 feet tall. The command center fascinated me, especially the tower. I climbed up the ladder and entered the top of the tower and looked out of the many windows it had. I noticed some lights below started to flash red, and a group of soldiers began to run towards the tower. A split second later, I was blinded by spotlights, and I dropped to the floor for cover. I tried to shut the lights off by pressing buttons, randomly, in hopes that they would turn off, but they were still shining on me. I didn’t know what to do, and I could hear pounding on the heavy metal door, now.

"Open the door!," shouted the soldiers from the other side of the door. "Open up!," he yelled again, pounding on the door even harder. My situation was hopeless, and I tried to think of something as fast as I could, but just when I thought things couldn’t get worse... they did.

I started to hear aircraft hovering overhead and shooting down below. The soldier outside the door also stopped knocking on the door, and even the spot lights diverted their attention away from me. I peeked out the window and couldn’t believe what I saw next. Really, I was just blown away by this... I mean, I’ve had many bizarre dreams before, but this?! I wasn’t expecting this at all. Okay, okay, I’m sure you’re wondering what the hell it was I saw, so here it is: sexy female medics with rifles propelling, gracefully, down helicopters. I sat there watching in ‘awe’ as these gorgeous women were killing off the other soldiers. I didn’t know whether they were friend or foe, but at the moment, I didn’t care. It’s not often you see medic chicks of this caliber: double D’s, perfect curves, latex (lots of latex), and a "bad girl" attitude to add to their sexiness.

Once I began to think with the right head, I climbed down the ladder as stealthy as possible, which wasn’t too difficult to do with all the chaos happening around me. There was dead bodies all over the place, and blood was everywhere. When I reached the main entrance, which was oddly deserted, I saw that officer again. He was pacing around as if nothing was happening. I used the shadows as cover, but this old bastard still spotted me. I tried to make a run for the gate, before it closed, but I was too late and it shut in front of my face. I slammed clenched fists on the door in frustration and turned around to face the officer. When I did, I saw two female medics carry him off in an elevator. He was struggling to break free and tossed his keys at me and shouted the words "Go! Run! Get out of here!"

I picked up the keys, and as I did a group of those girl medics ran by me as if I were invisible to them. I remember the group leader having tanned skin, green eyes, and she was wearing a type of light battle armor with a helmet. Of all the women in that group (there was about eight or nine of them), she was the only one that noticed me. She gave me a quick, friendly smile, and, her and her group, jogged passed me and out the main gate. I wanted to follow the group of women just to meet the leader, but I was denied by taking just a few steps and awoke.

Dream 18 (October 29, 2007)

The past week or two I’ve been having some wack dreams. This one wasn’t that strange, but it did have a few "wtf" moments. It is very confusing, though, and was perhaps a recall of multiple dreams, but I don’t know.

It was a misty night. One of my friends and I were stranded, deep in a forest. Beside us was my dad’s car, and we stood there talking. A while later, he wanted to go find his way back to town, and got in the car. I got in with him and said don’t crash, or my dad would kill me. He said I worried too much, which is true, and we drove off. We traveled for miles at speeds well over 100 MPH before getting out of the seemingly endless forest. As soon as we exited the forest and entered the city–an unfamiliar city to us–my friend was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of houses and other buildings and crashed into one, totaling the car; the house, however, was still intact, even though the collision caused the car to explode into an enormous fireball. I, too, left the crash unharmed, but my friend either disappeared or disintegrated in the blast (probably the latter, knowing my sick and twisted imagination).

I walked around a bit, exploring my new surroundings and noticed I was in a suburb. A few blocks later, I ended up in the neighborhood that my aunt (the one from New York) lives in. Her house has two floors, and a basement, and has a porch-balcony type thing behind her house, attached to the kitchen. In the dream, however, her house, as well as the other houses on the block, had extreme and exaggerated proportions. Each house stood around 70-80 feet tall and were 40-50 feet in length. I walked up the drive-way and saw two guys standing on the porch. I went up the stairs, then the porch suddenly "grew" and stopped when it was about 30 feet off the ground. Now is when the dream started to get wack. Stools started to sprout from the ground... and the ground became a black void of nothingness.

We started to jump on the stools to get across this new obstacle, and both dudes fell into the darkness along the way before I reached the end. When I got to safety, I entered a building and was now in my English class, which was like a dark auditorium more than it was a classroom. Emo-type kids were walking up and down the isles like zombies, and I stood there a bit freaked out. I ran down the isle, almost tripping on the way out, then left that creepy place. Once I got out, I was in awe and wonder at what I saw next....

I was on a college school ground (one of my imagination’s own creation) that was floating atop a body of water. It was beautiful, and the wildlife–strange, alien creatures–leaping in and out of the water added to the gorgeous scenery. Even the people there were beautiful–especially the women. Oh were they perfect... I even stalked a few! Anyway, I walked around this school ground, then went inside one of the prettier buildings on the campus. The class, which was an art studio, had many floor-to-ceiling windows. The class was large; there were about 25 drawing tables, all but two had a student seated in them. Everyone looked at me as I walked in, but didn’t seem surprised to see me and continued drawing. I went over to one of the vacant tables and sat down. I fiddled around with the pencils and other things that were on the table. A moment later, the teacher walked in and told me to move to the other table because that was her table. I did, then she began teaching. I sat there listening for a while before I got up and left the class.

Part: 2

Again, I walked around the campus then I saw people drowning in the water below. I dove in, and just when I thought this dream wasn’t strange enough... I transformed into an anime character (lol). I rescued about six or seven people, then I saw an anime girl screaming for help in the distance, and I started to swim towards her with the others on my back. When I got to her, she started to blush (lol?) and thanked me for going back for her. She also told me to watch out for pirates... yeah, pirates. I nearly laughed, BUT several miles behind me was an all-black pirate ship. It seemed more like a shadow or outline than an actual ship, but I didn’t stay there to find out. I swam as fast as I could, and everytime I took a quick glance over my shoulder, the ship was closer to us. It started to fire off these weird demon cat heads at us... then something more bizarre happens in a second.

When we got to one of the ladders to get back on the hovering college campus, we noticed projection lines from the ship leading to a painting canvas. The people I had saved began to contort and blur, and have the same projection lines the ship had, too. I walked over to the painter and looked at his canvas, and it had the ship and those people just like I had found them painted on it. It was as though the painter was sucking them into the canvas with each stroke of his brush, but I was wrong, which he tells me in a bit. I took a moment to look at the painter, and I was horrified by the sick and sadistic grin on his face... and his disturbing humming. He turned his head and said "Did you think this world was real?" I gave him a puzzled look, then he adds "Everything you see around you is just a painting; the water and sky; those buildings, plants, and creatures–they are all paintings." He walked towards me, moved his face closer to mine, looked me in the eye, making me feel uncomfortable, and pointed his brush at my face. "You... You are a painting, too, my boy," he said with a maniacal laugh, then went back to his work. I tried to run, but everything went black and I could hear my little brother calling me.

When my senses (well, I’m not exactly sure you’d call them "senses" in a dream world lol) returned to me, I noticed that I was now in a mall, standing in front of a store’s display window that had paintings. My bro was tapping me on the shoulder, and he told me we had to go or we’ll be late. I looked at my watch and it was 9:30 AM. This is what annoys me in dreams: I always look at my clock, and time is always frozen since time does not exist in dreams; and I can NEVER get my dream self to realize this to become lucid. Some day I will master this (hopefully). Anyway, the last part of my dream was weird, too, but so was the entire dream. My bro and I were walking in the first floor of the mall and saw some lunatic standing on one of the store signs, shouting at us. "Look! Fine girls!," and I turned around and saw the complete opposite: fat, ugly girls. He kept yelling "Fine girls! Look! Fine girls! Fineee girls!," even as we were walking away. We stopped at a store an saw our parents. My bro went to them, but I stayed, then a floating clock appeared in the air, showing 6:15 PM. My watch still showed 9:30 AM, and I tried fixing it and messing with it, but nothing happened. My family asked me what I was doing and to hurry up.

Now to top this all off. In my dream, my wrist watch kept showing 9:30 AM. Well, my Drawing I class starts at 9:50AM, and that morning I woke up at 9:29 - 9:30 AM. Had I not been shown those clocks and my family urging me to hurry up, I probably would of missed class that day lol.

Dream 19 (November 5, 2007)

This was one of the most terrifying dreams I have ever had in my life. The beginning was nothing that bad, but close to the end was frightening. Like the first dream I wrote in my dream journal, I woke up in the same manner: scared, disoriented, muscle spasms, and pain throughout my body.

It started off with me in my dorm room. I left my room, saw a few of the other guys, and went back to my room. I get in bed and sleep (not sure, but there was nothing but black), then I woke up and caught my neighbor trying to sneak out of my room. I asked him wtf he was doing, and how he got in, but smiled at me and ran out the door. I got up, and as soon as I did, someone knocked on my door and there was my neighbor, again, except this time he was with my roommate and two other guys that I know. My roommate began to ramble and walked in. I turn around and there is hundreds of people in my room partying.

I joined in, although I really didn’t want any of them there. When the party started to die down, I saw my desk was a mess, and all my art things (sketchbook, pencils, and drawing books) were scattered around on it. I was beginning to get nervous now, I don’t know why, and all my drawing books were open to the pages with women on them. I turn around and run towards my locker/closet thing and tackled everyone around it. Sometimes, I leave a few of my big bills locked in there (20's and 50's) while I’m in class because I don’t like carrying a lot of money with me. Anyway, everyone looks at me like ‘wtf’ after I tackled them, and they leave. I checked to see if the money was still there, and it was. Again, I turn around and see my neighbor and my roommate in my room after everyone else left. They were flipping through my sketchbook and notebook (the same notebook I wrote this dream in). I shouted at them to leave my personal things alone, and they dropped my stuff and ran through the wall. I nearly became lucid here, but I didn’t.

I walk to the wall to inspect it. I moved my hand to where it was a few inches away from it, and a door appeared. I open the door, and what happens next nearly makes me lucid, but I fail again and stay "watching" the rest of the dream. I was looking into what appeared to be my neighbor’s room; however, when I walked through the doorway, I was thrown into a futuristic and melancholic city. It was pouring, and the storm drains were flooded. I don’t remember much of this scene, so I’ll recall the events I do remember, and it may be confusing.

This city, like most of my dream cities, resembled NYC. I was near the apartment building my family owns, in Astoria, near the subway and Triboro bridge. For the next few miles, I was on some strange ship that was sailing in the middle of the street, and it was tearing the asphalt apart as it sailed... causing vehicles to swerve to the sides as it passed by. I got off the ship when it reached the subway, then it disappeared after turning the corner. I don’t recall much around this part, either, or perhaps I started another dream. Whatever the case, my recall doesn’t end, and the dream starts to become extremely bizarre and ****ed up. The next few parts are very graphic and were frightening to me, and almost had me in tears after I woke up. I wish I knew why I had dreams like these.

Part: 2

I was in some circular building, and I was there to see a psychologist. I was looking for Room 309. The place was huge, and I wandered a bit and found no one in the building… until I reached the middle. What I saw was disturbing; there was children between the ages of one and three playing there. At first I thought it looked nothing more than that... then I examined the room a little more and saw some of them connected to tubes, and I saw people behind a window watching them. I walked through the room, and those people behind the glass gave me cold, blank stares as I passed by. Now I started to see people my age and older–doctor and patient alike. The "rooms", which I will describe with an illustration below, were packed. I walked around the circular area, looking for "Room 309." When I did, I took a seat and was looking through the slit at a well-dressed, black (sorry for such a basic and rude term) man in a suit and tie. He radiated with intelligence and confidence, and gave me the impression he was the psychologist I came to see. His name, oddly, was Kevin (which is my name, too), and he was speaking to a fellow doctor and stacking some papers on a table. Next to me was one of his many patients, and he started to ask me questions about the doctor. He asked me if the doctor had been a lawyer, and I said yes. He then asked me if I was a lawyer, and I told him "No, but I wish I was." Right after that answer, the doctor looked up at me. He began asking me questions, though, I can’t remember what they were. He dismissed me and said to go to Building 2, which was identical to the building I was in now, except it was bigger. Below is the illustration to better–and more accurately–describe the layout, so I don‘t have to write it out.

This building was filled with people, just about every seat was taken. There was big, muscular security guards standing around since these people (me, especially, as you will soon find out) were dangerous or had some sort of mental disorder. Once I found a vacant seat, I sat down, and checked out everyone and noticed all of them fixated on the TV screens like mindless zombies. Another thing I found odd was that most of the people there were either ex-classmates or current ones that I knew. Now comes the most frustrating and annoying part of my dream.

My psychologist comes in and talks to us, telling us we have to answer some questions that are in a packet that is going to be given out to us, soon. We received the papers, but I had nothing to write with. I asked if anyone had a pencil, and got no reply. I asked a second time, and again, received no reply. I was pissed off and annoyed at this point–and I could feel it. I yelled out "Does anyone have a goddamn pencil I can use?!" Some guy at the back stood up, and we looked at each other for awhile. The psychologist told me to get up and get the pencil myself, and I sneered at him, annoyed even more. He said "If you want something, go and get it yourself because no one is just going to hand it to you." As I was walking to get the pencil, I said I was expecting him to throw it to me, and the doctor replies with "And not catch it, then get your eye poked out?" I growled and told him I didn’t care what happens to me and wished to die. Everyone around me gasped, and I could hear them whispering things about me being "evil", "suicidal", "insane", etc..

I sat back down to answer the questions then my pencil lead breaks... and loud. The noise echoed throughout the whole room, and everyone looked at me. I looked up and around the room, and said "What the **** are you looking at?" They all looked back down at their papers and went back to work. This building now starts to **** with me, and push me even closer to breaking point. I go to the sharpener, which was across the room, behind the guy that gave me the pencil. I sharpen the pencil and walk back to my chair, and I look to the right and see a sharpener that wasn’t there earlier, a few inches from my face. I sighed, and let it go, but then our chairs morphed or something, suspending us in the air in a standing position. My chair ends up being defective and shatters to pieces, and I fell to the ground, hitting the back of my head on the steps. I get up, pick up my packets, and the staple falls out, and my papers scatter on the floor. I gather my papers, and noticed the packet was missing a page. I was furious and pissed off beyond belief, and everyone was getting frightened; the guards started to pay more attention to me, and my psychologist was observing my every action now, like I was some experiment.

I walk over to a table that was on the back wall to get another packet, but there was nothing. I walked around the circular building many times, asking everyone for help, but still don’t get another packet. At this point, people were finishing and leaving, and I was beginning to lose my patience and my sanity. I gave up and went back to my seat, and I saw some girl taking my papers and walk off. I snapped, and everyone was watching me in fear. I ran towards the girl, shouting for her to stop, and she turns around, tells me to shut up and continues to walk away. I called her a *****, grabbed the back of her shirt, and started to choke her with the collar of her shirt. I pulled her towards me and put her in a headlock... and I wanted to break her neck. The only thoughts in my mind at this point was murder, kill, slaughter, and maim. The guards saved her by pulling me off her, and I was thrashing about, yelling "Let me go! Get off me!" Instead of being overpowered, I was actually getting stronger. I transformed into a demon and threw the guards to the ground. I picked up one guard off the ground by the neck, with one claw, and sliced his chest open... letting his organs spill to the floor. Everyone was now in a panic and running for their lives; guards were rushing in with rifles, blasting away at me. I tried to attack them, but I collapsed and everything went black–again.

Part: 3

I woke up in a cell. As soon as I stood up, and took a quick peak out of the bars, a guard came in, opened my cell door, and took me to some lobby and left me. This place was very different from the other two buildings I was in. There was riot guards everywhere; I could see fire outside the windows and other people... or rather–prisoners–walking up the lobby, climbing up two sets of stairs. I followed them up the stairs and was horrified at what I saw. I was in a huge auditorium filled with lunatics, murderers, sex predators, and other assorted criminals. I could hear music, people screaming and being tortured, and I saw a lot of people having sex with each other. A guard then hands me a female skin, and it was still dripping with blood, as if the woman who it had came from had just been skinned not too long ago. I walked around a bit, carrying that skin, disgusted and wondering why I was in this... hell.

I’m going to describe everything that I saw, even though some things are a bit "weird." I saw a guy sucking this girl’s toes; another dude was eating this chick out; some girl was sucking off a guy; and I saw threesomes... foursomes... orgies, bondage, and I don’t know what else. I didn’t know anyone there, but then I saw one guy that I knew that I went to High School with, back in 2002. I sat by him, but he was terrified and would not speak to me; he just looked straight and sat there like a statue. I put the female skin down on the floor... and this next part was just disgusting. I saw a flaming, bloodied skeleton about ten-to-fifteen feet to the right of me–on fire, and screaming. I could tell it was a female because it still had some muscles on it, and I could see her breasts. Anyway, she was running towards me in agony, and I looked down at the skin and thought "Oh god, this must be that woman’s skin." And, unfortunately, I was correct. She stopped in front of me, and started to laugh like a madwoman, and said "My skin... my skin...." She picked it up and slipped it on, and I could hear all the disgusting noises it made as she was putting her skin back on. She was even more hideous with her skin on. She had hair in every place imaginable... and god, I don’t want to describe the places where, but I’m sure you know what I mean by "every place." She then sits on my lap and starts to lick me from chin-to-forehead, and as much as I wanted to get up and run, I couldn’t. Her legs and arms were like rubber, and she had them wrapped around me like a rope, so I couldn’t escape. I screamed, and she did nothing but laugh and do terrible things to me. Luckily, I woke up soon after this because she was torturing me... and I could almost start to feel it.

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Dream 20 (December 17, 2007)

I've had very strange dreams, but this one is one of the most ****ed up dreams I ever had. I wasn't really asleep, though, just kind of zoned out/in a trance for 5-10mins. Anyway, I saw this alien strapped onto a table with some sort of visor over his face, and he was screaming and thrashing about on the table. There was two other aliens there, holding him down, and there was strange technology and tv screens surrounding them. On the screens I could see my whole life being played on them--every event--even me typing this. I asked myself "what was before this". The alien started to struggle more and more, and I could see nothing but blackness before my birth.

I kept watching the aliens, and I was thinking to myself: if only I could wake up... there must be a way to wake up. The alien on the table started to move even more violently now, and the other two aliens were struggling to keep him strapped down. I tried my hardest to wake up, and that alien tried its hardest to break free, but then I snapped out of this "dream" and everything was just... gone.

Dream 21 (January 23, 2008)

I’ve been able to recall a lot of dreams the past two weeks, but I never took the time to write them down. Last week I had one where I died, another where I had drawn the perfect drawing of Xyrathana, and I also had a Halo 3 dream (lol). Last night, I had one of the most beautiful and happiest dreams I’ve had in quite a while, though, the one I had last week with the drawing was almost as good.

I don’t recall exactly where this dream started off, but I know I was playing Halo with my bro, except we were actually in the game as ourselves. About the only things that resembled Halo, though, was the guns and the vehicles. I was in Spain, in the city of A Coruna, and I was near the Torre de Hercules (it‘s a lighthouse), on the path that leads to it. My bro was with me, too, and some sort of HUD screen appeared on the right corner of my sight, and it showed water hitting a few rocks on the shore. This is one of the first, of several, "wtf" parts of my dream. We started to search for this place, and on the way, my bro and I were arguing about having seen that shore/cliff side before now, but he kept disagreeing with me. Once we got there, my bro said "Oh yeah, I remember this place now" and I told him that he was an idiot, then grunts, hunters, and brutes started to come out of the cliffs (lol). We fought off all the Covenant aliens, then we went to this huge building that looked like something from a sci-fi story, but inside it looked like my school’s library. My bro then just disappears at this point (he’ll come back later, though), and everything else that resembled Halo was gone, too.

I went back down to the path that leads to the Torre de Hercules, and this time there was a cafeteria lady and some people waiting in line for food (lol?). I got in the line, and there was this old lady, who I walked beside the whole time after leaving the library, that kept dropping her tray. There was this other hot chick (she‘s in my other dream, later) waiting in line, and she kept checking me out and smiling every time that old lady would drop her food. I helped that lady out a few times, but she dropped her tray a fourth time, and I just got my food and ate. I guess I’ll tell you what I ate, but I doubt it has any relevance… although my dreams are usually just bizarre, so whatever. Anyway, I had a chicken sandwich and four hot dogs, but one of the hot dogs was tiny (about an inch). It took me a while to eat all this, and that lady kept talking to me as I ate, too. She kept asking me to draw her something, and that she would be happy if I drew her something, and as she was saying this, that hot girl was staring at me. I usually just changed the subject, but I can’t remember exactly how the conversation went, so I’m not going to sit here for minutes trying to recall it.

After we finished eating, we parted ways: the hot girl left the lighthouse, the old lady had some jogger clothes appear on her, and I got on a Ghost from Halo (lol). The old lady was walking on the jogger’s paths that are below the Torre de Hercules, and I just sat there, in my Ghost, watching her and the other joggers and walkers. She kept looking at me, too, and every time she passed by me, she’d say "hi". I woke up around 5am, but fell back asleep, and the good dream started.

Part: 2

This dream took place in about two or three different (all gorgeous) dreamscapes, but the one at the end was perhaps the most perfect and aesthetic scenery my imagination ever created. I almost cried after waking up because it was that beautiful, and I didn’t want to leave it; and I wish I could become lucid--especially to experience that moment in my dream.

The dream started a little gloomy, but not much. I was with my parents, in the apartment complex that is owned by my family, and it was like we were reliving our NY vacation we had last summer (or maybe it was foreseeing our NY stop right before going to Europe, this coming summer). We walked around Astoria a bit, basically doing everything we did in that last vacation. Some other things I found strange in my dream was that my mom had some sort of flower on the side of her head, and my dad was wearing a jacket, but it was summer. It’s stuff like that that annoys me when I wake up because I just wish I could realize those anomalies during the dream state.

Now, the dream gets a little weird, but not "creepy" or "dark", so don’t worry. I got on a computer, signed on MSN, and was messaged by foxi, and she said she wanted to play DF2 with me. I asked her why, and all she said was that she wanted to play with me (wish she meant it in a sexual way, j/k lmao). So, her and me started to play DF2, but everything was weird: again, I was actually inside the game. Also, we were on the Snowbound level that’s on Halo 3, rather than a DF2 map. After a while, everything went black, and then I appeared in some sort of race that had a Ghost from Halo, some sci-fi vehicle I’ve never seen before, a motorcycle, a pod racer from star wars, and… a Fisher Price car rofl. Everyone was cheering me on and telling me to hurry up because the race had started, but I didn’t even know where the hell I was for a few moments. Once I gained my senses, I drove off. I was on the pod racer, first, and you had to go to one point and then back to the starting line to finish the race. The first place guy had a huge lead on us, but I started to catch up. When I got to the checkpoint, I was told I had to switch vehicles… and I chose the Fisher Price car lmao. One of the racers was beside me and was laughing at me, then passed me; another racer got side-by-side with me, and he told me that car was a ***** to handle and that he had trouble trying to get comfortable in it and find a way to keep the gas pedal all the way down. I was thinking to myself that I was going to lose, and as soon as I did, I found a way to keep the gas pedal down. I zipped by, passed all the other racers, but I couldn’t pass the first place guy, and I lost by a few tenths of a second.

After crossing the finish line, my car wouldn’t stop and I kept going, and I went through some sort of portal, then I crashed into a parked bus at a bus stop. I was now back with my parents and bro. They called to me, but I didn’t go with them and entered the bus. Once inside the bus, I lost my pants, shirt, and shoes (lol?), and I went to the back of the bus. This is when the good stuff begins to happen, even though it’s not much, but that’s how my dreams work: all the best things are at the very end. So, I’m standing up (all the seats were taken), and everyone was looking at me and I didn’t care that I had nothing but my boxers and socks. I looked around, and I saw that same hot girl from the dream before.

I’ll describe her now since I figured out, after waking up, who she was and that she was actually an important dream character. During both dreams, she never spoke and just looked at me, and her gaze freaked me out a bit. She seemed mellow and had this sort of mystique and aura about her. She was probably about 5’7", 5’8", tanned (like me), beautiful brown eyes with long eye lashes, black hair that didn’t go very far down her shoulders, and she had a nice slim, toned build. I stared at her a bit, but I had no sexual feelings or desire to want this girl, which is strange because I always want my hot dream women. This one, though, just had something different about her, and I seemed to know who she was after noticing her more this time around. I walked away because I felt uneasy around her, and when I had woken up, I thought it was my old crush, Annie, but it wasn’t Annie because her face was different (still pretty, though). So, who was she? Well, after I sat on my bed for about five minutes, I realized that was me in female form. She has some purpose, what it is, I don’t know, but I know she was there for a reason since she was in both dreams, and before the second dream, I woke up briefly (enough to realize I was awake) and then went back to sleep. That’s NEVER happened to me before, and I’ve had thousands of dreams, but none with the same dream character appearing in separate dreams in the same night.

When I got off the bus, I was at my aunt’s neighborhood, but as usual, it was displaced from the "real world" neighborhood. Here is where I saw all the happiness and beauty I haven‘t seen in a dream in months (maybe even years). It was sunny, and there was this gorgeous, almost heavenly, glow that radiated from the place. The houses were very large and elegant, and had many features of elven architecture (I’m going to base Xyrathana’s hometown off this scenery, now). There was a lot of plant life, too, which isn’t there in the "real world" version. It was a magical place, and the little, sparkling and floating yellow orbs that floated around added to it; you just couldn’t feel any sadness or grief here. Anyway, I walked around a bit, admiring everything about this place, and a few times I almost went into tears because I’ve never seen such a perfect world before. I was wishing and hoping that I would live here someday. I then came to my aunt’s house and saw the front door was slightly open, and she was napping. She woke up and asked me where the rest of my family was, and then my parents and bro appeared behind me. Everyone looked so happy… and when I woke up, I wondered if this dream was given to me as a gift or to show me a glimpse of what could be, but all I know is that this dream will be on my mind the rest of the day.

Dream 22 (March 29, 2008)

I don’t remember everything that happened because, lately, I’ve been having a lot of trouble recalling my dreams. I went a whole month without remembering one dream… I’ve been getting lazy lol.

I was driving a car, with my mom and dad as passengers, to an airport. The highway was a bit weird, and it was constantly sloping up-and-down, like a roller coaster. When we got to the airport, we had to go under a bridge and there was no parking lot. I drove the car into a tight-fitting doorway, and the car just disappeared. We stood there for a bit, then my vision went from 1st person to 3rd person and I could see myself. I didn’t know who I was at first, but then I realized I was the hot chick that was standing by my parents LOL. I had short red hair (dyed red hair, not natural red hair), and I was wearing tight leather pants with a maroon, long-sleeve shirt that was also tight on my body. The shirt had a corset-type thing on the body, which showed off my perfect feminine figure. I also had black leather boots, a necklace and a few rings on my fingers. My nails were long and nicely polished black… not that it matters or adds anything to the dream, but I just felt you needed to know. Oh, and I had a gun, too, that I started to fire off in the airport, but no one cared lol. I was aiming down at the ground and shooting, then I put it away… yeah, I don’t get this either.

After putting away my pistol, we saw some people in line to get tickets, and there was this one crazy guy rambling, but I don’t remember anything he said. I do remember him writing the sentence "The one, and everyone" on a chalkboard, though… but I haven’t figured out what it means, yet. Usually when I remember little things like that, they have some sort of meaning, but this one escapes me. Anyway, we went to go wait at our terminal (we had tickets already), and I saw "New Zealand" beside our flight number on the screen. Then I saw an 80-year old woman walking into the plane, and I noticed she was the pilot LOL.

The dream kind of just ends there, and I wish I remembered the events before, but oh well. It’s better to at least remember a tiny bit than nothing at all.

Dream 23 (April 13, 2008)

I’m still having a bit of problem recalling, so this dream (like the last one) won’t have much detail in it. What annoys me the most is that while in the dream state, I am aware of the things happening and can’t become lucid, and I wake up forgetting the important pieces of the dream. The dreamscape I was in last night was the third time I dreamt of it, so it’s frustrating to me that I don’t realize this while dreaming.

I can’t remember where the dream started off, so I’m going to start it off at the point of earliest recall. I was out in the country, and there were several mansions in the area--except one house, which was almost abandoned. I was standing with my dad near one of the mansions, on a field, staring at the other mansions from across the river. They were about 100-150 yards from us, and it was windy because I could see the grass blades and tree branches moving. I looked at one of the mansions, the one I saw two times before now; it was a beautiful house, and the biggest of all the ones there. I asked my dad if anyone lived there, and he shrugged and answered with "I don’t know, but it looks like no one does". We stood in silence for a moment, then I asked him how I could get a key to take a look inside the house, and he told me that only a real estate could give you one. I look to the right, and I could see the cheap and old house I mentioned above. As soon as I did, I saw a young man (somewhere between the ages of 20 and 25) walk out the house, shirtless. He walked back in the house, and I could see him working out through one of the many broken windows on the house.

I decided to check the mansion out, the one I took interest in earlier, for myself and planned on breaking in, but I saw someone walk in and I followed. What happens next is confusing. It wasn’t a house at all, it was some sort of veterinarian’s office. I look around the place, and I take a seat. As soon as I did, one of those cages you put your dog/cat in appears at my feet, and in the cage was my dog, but he was a puppy again. I said "Sparky!", and he started to wag his tail and he jumped onto my lap, then starts to lick my face. He got off me and went back into his cage, and I saw his water bottle was empty, so I took it off to go refill it, but he wouldn’t let me and was whining and crying. I told him to stop, so I could get him more water, but he wouldn’t and the other people there (all girls, by the way) were going "Awww". I felt shy and embarrassed, and then some Dutch guy (lol?) appeared next to me.

This Dutch guy was so whack. He kept speaking Dutch like I knew what he was saying, and his overall demeanor was bizarre. He takes a seat next to me, still talking Dutch, and I sat there thinking "Shut up". My dream then starts to get weird again, and on the right side of the office, chairs appeared, facing the walls and some things appeared on the wall (I can’t remember what, though). In one of the chairs, decon, a DF2 friend of mine, was sitting there, staring at me and smiling. I looked back at him but didn’t know who it was because I’ve never seen a picture of him, so this was nothing more than a mental image of him. I’m going to describe him because some of the people that read my dreams know him, and they will laugh at how he looked in my dream LOL. He was short, probably like 5’5" or 5’6", and Asian! His hair was black and cut short, and he was wearing the lamest shirt and shorts I’ve ever seen lmao. He was still smiling at me, but then he says "freak, it’s dc!" and I yelled back "Oh my god, dc?!". I started to make lame Asian jokes (I don’t remember what I said), and he was getting angry and said he wasn’t Asian, and I kept telling him to stop denying it. He suddenly disappears, and the Dutch guy sitting next to me stands up, still rambling in Dutch, and sprints and jumps into a computer monitor. I got up and looked at the screen, and there was an internet window open to a forum. I see the Dutch guy laughing at me, then he posts something (I can’t recall what) and his signature, at the bottom of the post, was a graphic of bowser with a bazooka LOL. The words on it said "I like big reptiles that pack heat." Lol…

I took a seat at the computer and went on MSN.com, then signed into my hotmail account to check my emails. I noticed I had one of foxi, but I can’t remember the title of the email, but I do remember what was in the body. She wrote:

I took some new pictures for you, baby. I hope you like them! You probably won’t, though, because I know how you are. You don’t think I’m pretty enough, and I just want to look sexy for you =( but I’m trying to change!

Love youuuu, baby (K)

And on the email there was about five pictures attached on there, and she looked gorgeous in them all. She appeared to be about 20 or 21 in those pictures, but I woke up a few moments later before getting a good look at them.

Dream 24 (June 14, 2008)

I usually don’t consider any of my dreams a "nightmare", although many people that have read some of mine would put them in that category. I’m also usually not afraid of my dreams, or get bothered by a dream throughout the day… but this one is one of those rare ones I get every now and then. It wasn’t frightening or gruesome in any way, but the ending affected me in a very negative way. It just ended. An unfinished dream filled with questions and doubts. At least that’s what I think. Why did I dream this?

It’s been almost two months since I added an entry to this journal, not because I can’t recall anything, but because I forget most of everything after a few minutes of waking up. This one nearly shared the same fate as the hundreds of dreams before it, but I remembered enough detail to actually write it down. At first, the dream was a "happy" and "cheerful" dream. That was soon to change, though, as with all my dreams: it had a bizarre and dark theme to it. I was in Spain (I’m also currently in Spain, for vacation), at the Plaza de Garcia, which is the most lively part of Villagarcia. In the dream, however, the busy, intersecting roads were back like they use to be before they, and the old fountain, were replaced by sidewalk. The fountain wasn’t in my dream, though, it was a playground instead. A bit strange for a playground to be in the middle of the busiest intersection of the city, with traffic coming from all sides, but okay. I stood there, looking around and watching the kids play on the merry-go-round, slides, and swing sets, oblivious to the speeding cars going passed us. I noticed one of those wooden forts that some playgrounds have, and I went under it. As soon as I did, someone--a girl--put their arms around me. I heard her say my name in a lustful and seductive tone, and when I turned around to see who it was… I had that feeling all over again. It’s hard to explain that feeling, but you know it when you’re being pulled in every direction by almost every emotion a human being can feel, and everything just seems to stop. (Because the end was so confusing to me, and I don’t know exactly who the dream character truly was, I’m not going to give her name(s) ‘til then. See Notes.)

"Will you go out with me, Kevin?", she asked, with a smile. She’ll always give me that mischievous smile when she wanted something. It’s a smile I could never forget…

I didn’t know what to say or how to react, but at least it wasn’t the ‘no’ and walk-off I gave her the first time.

"Please, Kevin?", she asked, again.

I stared at her for a moment, and she grabbed my hands and held them in hers. That made me feel even more nervous and anxious, but some how I managed to say "Yes!". She was thrilled and leaped into my arms and gave me a hug. She wouldn’t stop giggling and saying she loved me, either. Moments later she disappeared, a laptop computer drops in front of me, and everything around me--the children, vehicles, and wildlife--all froze in time. This part was extremely confusing to me, as well as the next few. I got on MSN messenger and was messaged by that same girl, immediately. The conversation I can’t recall, sadly, but the computer disappeared soon after, and I appeared at some dock… but there was planes there, instead of boats. I got in one and was taken to Spain? That also confused me when I woke up because I thought I was already in Spain, in my dream, since everything resembled the city I was staying at. I was also worried about forgetting to tell that girl I had went to Spain; although, we had met there already. The dream just goes downhill after that.

Part: 2

I’m at the same place I was at when my recall first started, except the fountain was there this time… and I was standing in it. I was soaking wet, and I didn’t give a damn--I just stood there, staring ahead of me. After a while, a car stopped and honked at me and got my attention. In the car was: two of my old high school friends, Dontay and Reggie, some blonde kid I didn’t even know, but he looked preppy… and then that girl (as if the dream couldn’t get any weirder). When I saw her, I snapped out of my daze and got in. My clothes even dried off the moment I took a seat in the car, and we started to cruise through the streets of Villagarcia. Reggie was the driver, Dontay was up front, while the girl, that blonde guy and me were sitting in the back. What frustrated me was that the blonde guy was sitting between the girl and I, and also the girl had the same look I had when I was standing in the fountain.

The blonde dude was a complete idiot and just wouldn’t shut the hell up. I tried to tell the girl I was sorry for not saying anything about going to Spain, and other things (I can’t remember), but that guy between us started to make fun of me and said I had a stupid Texan accent. The girl reacted by saying I had a very cute voice and was better than him. The guy laughed and started to insult me, again, and I snapped. I beat the **** out of the guy, choked him ‘til he turned blue, and when I let him go he sat there, dead. I tried to talk to the girl again, but she had that same blank stare again. I told Reggie to stop the car, and he stopped it on a downhill road that was packed with tall apartment buildings and people. The girl got out on her own and seemed more "alive" now than before. She was smiling and talking to me, but of course, I can’t recall what about. Everything seemed fine: I was in Spain, in a nice neighborhood, and I had a beautiful and wonderful girlfriend, who was deeply in love with me. That’s enough to make anyone happy, right? I thought so, but for some reason it didn’t feel like it.

I told her to wait here and that I would be right back. She smiled and said "okay", and I left. I entered some shop and bought an animal mask for her, but I can’t remember what kind of animal it was. I think it was a rabbit, but I’m not sure. Anyway, when I got back, the neighborhood had decayed and gotten old. The people there appeared depressed and were walking around like zombies, and I was horrified when I saw my girlfriend sitting on some steps, almost lifeless, and being drained of her essence by a strange little man in a hoodie. I ran towards her and shooed the man away, but before he left, he gave me a grin and took off. The man looked almost like the leprechaun from the Leprechaun movies, but not as ugly as him. When I looked at my girlfriend’s face, I noticed some sort of sun tattoo on her left eye and that same blank stare from earlier. She was also breathing shallow and rapidly, so I picked her up in my arms and looked for a hospital. I ran up the slope and across the street, then I saw one of those blue hospital street signs. I was relieved when I did, and I even crossed through heavy traffic to get there. The hospital was two stories tall, but it was a pretty little hospital. There was a decorative circle where people could sit, out in front of the entrance. The circle had small bushes and flowers, as well as four benches in the middle, which were facing each other. The clouds parted when I got there, and there was a beautiful sunset. I stood on the decorative circle that was in front of the entrance because I noticed my girlfriend starting to moan and move a little. Soon she started to turn her head from side-to-side, then she opened her eyes and looked up at me. She gave me a smile, and I smiled back and asked if she was okay. She said she was fine and that she was well enough to stand, so I put her on her feet. I told her I loved her and gave her a hug, then she started to levitate in the air. The tank top and jeans she was wearing became a gorgeous and extravagant, white dress, and she also had a headdress. That mask I had bought her appeared in her right hand, too, then she said "Let me see our future. I have to see that I’m with the right man." I was afraid and shouted "No!", but she ignored me and put the mask on, then disappeared. During the whole dream, I had this guilty feeling--it was constant and a weight I couldn’t seem to get rid of. When she left, that feeling was made even worse, and I was hoping that she wouldn’t see anything bad. Within a few seconds, she returned and she was furious, shocked, appalled, and terribly disappointed. I could see it in her eyes…

"You backstabbed me! You’re not the one!" she shouted. "I hate you, get the hell away from me! You hear me?! You are nothing to me, anymore!"

"Wait, let me explain…" I pleaded, but she wouldn’t let me speak. I can still remember exactly what I wanted to tell her. I wanted to tell her sorry for being a failure to her, for being a waste of her time. I wanted to tell her how much I loved her and wished for her to give me another chance, to let me prove to her that I wouldn’t do whatever it was she saw… that I could redeem myself. But I was denied. It was as if she could read my mind.

"No, I don’t need any explanation from you," she said, without a second thought. "You betrayed me, there’s nothing you can do now. Goodbye." Then she vanished, and I was left there in tears. Something strange happened right after, too. I was shown images of Foxi and another girl, one who I’ve never seen before in my life, until that dream. When I woke up, I felt terrible the whole day and left wondering what exactly it was she saw, but I’ll probably never get my answer.

Notes: So, who was the girl? Well, from the beginning of the dream until the part she got that sun tattoo on her eye, and was attacked by the little man, she was Annie, my first crush/love and would-be girlfriend. One of the biggest regrets in my life. Seven years have gone by, and I still think about it. Low self-esteem is a killer.

The girl with the sun tattoo looked like Xyrathana with a tan, but at the same time, looked like myself as a female. So, Xyrathana or not, that girl was a feminine me. When she had the white dress and headdress, she was still me/Xyrathana. At the end, one of the images was Foxi, my current girlfriend. The other image was some girl I’ve never seen before, but she was beautiful. I can’t remember anything else about her, just that she was pretty because the image went by too fast for me to catch all her features.

Dream 25 (June 16, 2008)

This dream gave me what I have been attempting to get for the last few years: Lucidity. I can’t remember much of Part: 1, and I already lost the original copy of it, once, so now it will be even shorter than it already was with hardly any detail.

What I remember was me and a girl riding a huge roller coaster, in a cityscape. There was a sunset, and everything was like a silhouette. After this, I really don’t know. I remember me going over to Charlotte’s house, and her tricking me into coming in and her trying to kill me. Not much detail after that… and I’m afraid as to what the meaning could be.

Part: 2

I got off a school bus, with some strange class I never saw before, at a McDonald’s. The students were young, between the ages of 11 and 15. The one person I recognized out of the group was the teacher, which was my Drawing I art teacher, Mrs. Tyler. She was directing the kids to the line and telling us we didn’t have long and that we were going to go back to school. Every now and then, she’d look me but with a confused look, as if I wasn’t suppose to be there, and I didn’t try to speak to her, either. I felt so out of place when I was there, but the McDonald’s was beautiful. The building was out in the middle of the road, though, and lately, that’s been a recurring theme in my dreams: being placed in the middle of a busy intersection. There was windows all around the building, and you could see the cars speeding by on the intersection. The ceiling was very high but slanted downward as you went from one side to the other, making one side have a ceiling that could be easily touched if you were to jump. There was many tables, and they were all spread out. On the second floor was an aquarium. I didn’t go up to the aquarium, though--at least I don’t remember going up there. The place where you order your food was like a drive-thru but indoors. I got in the line, and everyone was talking to each other and having a good time. Every time I tried to start a conversation with someone, though, I was looked at, ignored, and then skipped in line by that person. I gave up trying to start a conversation with people, but I was still skipped in line. I ended up being at the end of the line, with some disabled kids, and they would ignore me and skip me, too. I kept trying to stop them from cutting in front of me, but I got sandwiched in by two that were in wheelchairs and got one of my ankles caught with one of their wheels, and almost fell.

By the time I got to order my food, I wasn’t hungry and just ordered a drink. I could hear my teacher shouting "Hurry! Hurry! We’re leaving soon!", on the other side of the wall. I got my drink and went to the side that had the lower ceiling, but I didn’t take a seat, and I could still hear my teacher shouting, repeatedly, that we were going to leave soon. There was some kids running around and playing, then I noticed that we were ankle deep in water. When I looked back up, I saw that everyone was in bathing suits; I was, too. I shrugged and saw a strange, little girl looking at me. The girl was standing near the wall (on this side there was no windows, like the entrance, only walls), and she looked almost like my mom when she was that age. She started to point to the right of my feet, but said nothing, and I could hear splashing. I looked and saw a huge crab under the table. It was moving about, frantically, in a panic, but I still moved away from it, even though it looked harmless. I was standing next to the girl, now, and she pointed to the ceiling this time. I looked up, and I could see water dripping from the ceiling. The girl tugged at my arm and pointed to my right, again. I saw a sting ray in the water, covered in sand and the water was almost up to my knees, now. I looked up at the ceiling and saw that the water was rushing in now, not just dripping. In that same moment, I remembered there was an aquarium on the floor above, and realized the ceiling was going to come down on us.

Now is when I--for the first time--experienced actual lucidity. It was what I expected, and more. The feeling was amazing… to actually live the dream, and to actually be in another plane of existence, but not just any plane: Your imagination. I wasn’t there long, maybe a couple of minutes, maybe longer, but I’ll talk more about it, later.

Lucid

The walls were coming in on me, as well as the others. I was the only one trying to escape, though, the rest just stood there, mindlessly. My teacher wasn’t there anymore, but I saw them in the bus, going towards the school… and that was the last I would see of them because the glass on the windows started to turn to cement. The water was waist deep, now, and I wanted to get out of there so bad, but at the same time I didn’t want to wake up. I kept myself calm, and in the dream state, by saying "It’s only a dream" and "I can’t die here". As I did that, I started to get more lucid and gain a little more control of the dream, and then I realized that since this is my world and my imagination--reality and its laws (two limits I despise) don’t apply here. I touched the walls, and of course, they were solid, but as I gained more confidence, I started to manipulate the cement a little. I don’t have the ability to actually change anything to whatever I want… yet, but I had enough control to jump through the cement and get out of there.

When I got out, I heard my teacher, but instead of saying "Hurry up! Hurry up!", she was talking to me and we actually had a conversation. That was another part that made me wish I had never woken up. I remember the conversation clearly, too, which I’ll write out in the next few lines:

"Come back to the school, Kevin," she said.

"Why, what for?" I asked.

"Because I have something very important to tell you…" she paused a moment, "…and to test you."

"Test?"

"Yes, test, to see how determined you are at reaching your goal… my information… and to see if you have the strength--and will--to get here."

"How are you talking to me?" I asked, confused. "I can’t even see the bus, anymore."

She laughed a bit, either at me or the question, or both, and said "I’m omnipresent. I’m a master… your teacher… and I can talk to you whenever I want… whenever you allow yourself to listen. I’ll tell you the rest, and more, if you can get here… but ONLY if you can get here. So, come."

She stopped talking, but as I was running uphill, to get to the school, she’d say "Get to the school, Kevin", every now and then. On one of the blocks, I passed an old man who was walking his dog, and he stared at me the whole time I was on that strip of the block. What I notice in my dreams is that everyone, but a few people, are mindless beings. No one, but a few people, has a personality. They’re always unaware of everything.

I kept running, and I could feel myself losing lucidity, as well as complete loss of control, now. What caused this sudden loss was when things were starting to come at me randomly and becoming unstable. The time of day would change quickly from dawn to sunset, then go backwards, then forwards, and the cycle would continue. Streets switched back and forth from those in GTA: IV, my hometown, and Spain. Then, the appearance of a wrist watch on my wrist, which read 9:20 AM... the last time I looked at the clock before falling asleep. My teacher (or whatever that person was) would call to me, too, and I tried my hardest to fight off the distractions. It was extremely chaotic, but strangely, the one thing that affected me the most was the clock, because I started to wonder what time it was in the waking world and wanting to wake up to find out. Every time I thought about it, I would say "Don’t wake up, get to the school", to combat the urge to wake up. Then there was nothing.

I failed. Everything went black… and I woke up. I might have had one last dream during that time, but all I can remember is running and then that darkness; nothing more. I woke up, frustrated, however, at the same time I felt accomplished. That was my first, actual lucid dream, and I put out that much. It was almost 10:10 AM when I woke up, so I could only imagine how long you could actually stay in your world. Hopefully next time I can reach the goal… if there is another one.

Notes: This is the continuation of the paragraph that was just before the lucid part of my dream. After many years of trying to attain lucidity, I finally did it. A few days ago, I had a hellish dream (hellish to me, at least), and I was rewarded with this. I can’t say the first part, and most of the second, was all that wonderful, but to actually get lucid is a reward, to me. After waking from the experience, it made me wonder more about my place here and what anything is. The dream world felt so real to me that it makes me wonder if the one I’m currently writing this on now is even the true reality or not.

The feeling was amazing. You’re so free, and everything is near-perfect. I guess if I flew, it would have been even better, but I never was the flying sort in dreams; it’s just not my thing. What I love most of all is that you control it all, so you get exactly what you make of it. Unlike waking from my "regular" dreams, I woke up from this one content and even more aware of my position.

Interaction with dream characters, creatures, beings, or whatever you want to call them, is very insightful and interesting. But while lucid, it’s even better because they will act almost like any person would in the waking world. It’s too bad I only got the chance to speak to one. The conversation with my teacher, even though it was short and vague, was entertaining. Maybe whenever I get more experienced I will finally be able to speak with her--Xyrathana Everbrand--face-to-face, but until then, I can only wish for that day to come sooner. I could only imagine how that would turn out… speaking to the ascended, feminine part of me… the other half.

There were a few problems I noticed in the dream world, though. The most obvious: It takes a lot of energy and concentration to actually keep yourself lucid. I knew it was difficult, and I expected it to be as such, but I didn’t think it was that difficult. I found myself struggling at times to keep myself in that state, but I’m sure it’s probably because that was my first time, and I’m still inexperienced. Second, either that world I created was dull or that reality has a lot of "dead" people. Everyone seemed to just disappear whenever I became lucid. I also figured you would be able to talk to every dream character you met, but the majority of the ones I met either ignored me or said very little. Perhaps there’s other means of communicating there, or I didn’t have as much control as I thought I had? Maybe it’s just me, and the world takes on my personality? I don’t know, but we’ll see whenever I get more later on. Other than that, and the complete randomness at the end--which had to be of my own doing--it was a wonderful experience.

I can’t say I took an active role in my attempts, because 95% of the time, I went to bed with no preparation and only one thought: What will I dream of this time? I do know how to dream more frequent and up the chance of an LD, though, which was something I overlooked in the past. I’ve seen many lists of others who are very experienced at becoming lucid, but I’ll add some of my own that I haven’t seen:

1. Go to bed at the same time every night. I don’t know why this works, but it does for me. I’m sure there’s a reason, but I’m not a dream expert… yet.

2. Wake up tired, early in the morning, and stay up between 30 minutes to 2 hours, then go back to sleep.

3. Read a fiction novel (I read fantasy) before going to sleep. That gets my imagination going and has my mind creating all sorts of mental images, so when I do fall asleep, I tend to create a world much easier.

4. Eat some sort of snack, but a light snack. I usually eat a slice of cheese or a piece of chocolate. Sometimes I take a few of my meds/supplements 20 - 30 minutes before I go to bed, which usually gives me the bizarre/prophetic dreams… but that’s just me.

Like I said, there’s many other lists out there, you just have to look. I would take more time to make a bigger list, but I want to keep this a dream journal--not a dreaming guide.

Dream 26 (July 7, 2007)

Yet another strange dream, and an even stranger awakening. I really don’t remember falling asleep or the beginning of this dream. When I first started to recall, everything was happening all at once, and it was confusing.

I was in an airport, yet I was in Charlotte’s house. All I remember from here was that she wanted me, and I was happy. Her house was a pent house on a building that was floating several hundred feet off the ground. After that scene, I’m at the Wal-Mart that’s in my town. There was a scene before this, but I can’t remember exactly how it went, so I’m going to leave it out, rather than make it up. Anyway, I was with my parents and brother in the Wal-Mart, passed the check-out registers. My parents and brother were talking with each other, but I wasn’t paying attention or near them; I was on the other side of store, but still able to see them. I had two Sunny D’s that I bought (or stole?), and I threw on bottle up on a post that had to two small shelves. I threw it up on the top one, and I tried to jump up and grab it but I couldn’t. I don’t remember much after that but being in a car, at night and seeing the stars and moon. Soon after, I woke up.

Dream 27 (July 8, 2008)

I felt like it was 2006 all over again, after waking up from this dream. Like the first dream entry in my journal, I woke up confused and wondering what the hell did I just dream. Both dreams also were incredibly vivid, and everything happened in the same amount of waking world time--a whole night’s worth of dream in the space of one hour. Dreams like these have always been rough on me.

I was in Spain with my parents and brother. I walked apart from them, about 15 to 20 feet ahead, and we were walking around the areas that had many cafes and bars. The streets were filled with people, and a vacuum would appear in my hands and I‘d lose control of it. I didn’t understand what the deal was with the vacuum or why I was vacuuming the sidewalk…. We walked around in circles for a while, and on the last go around, I lost control of my vacuum and couldn’t regain control of it again, then I hit some old couple’s feet. They looked at me, and I told them sorry and they started to speak English to me. They were English tourists, and I told them about us going to England and they were walking away from me, avoiding me.

Afterward, we left that part of town and our surroundings started to change. The city had features from many cities I’ve been to in the past. It was also surrounded by water, and there was bridges everywhere. I remember stopping at each bridge we passed and looking over the railing and into the water. My mom was trying to tell me something, but I didn’t hear her and she repeated the phrase several times. She was frustrated that I couldn‘t understand her, but we moved on. We went into a large house that had strange technology in it, and it was owned by my uncle, the one that lives in New York. My brother and I were looking at everything. Even though everything was fancy and technologically advanced, the interior of the house was tiny. There was a bar with several TVs on the wall, and the kitchen was also a bathroom that interchanged. The change was like one of those spinning doors you see at places. We saw my uncle, and he was drinking and then we left.

As soon as we got out of the house, we noticed the water had risen to where it was it almost flooding… which it did flood moments later. We were standing on a bridge, and the ground started to shake and every bridge was moving like a roller coaster. Everyone started to panic, and I ran off. My dad disappeared (I assume he died), and my mother and brother were running behind me, along with hundreds of other people. The water wasn’t rising fast, though, but it was ankle deep already and we found my uncle stumbling about in a drunken state. He was rambling, and my brother was trying to guide him in the right direction but he went inside some store. I followed them, but my uncle wouldn’t come with us, so I told my brother to just forget him and we ran back outside, with my mom. I took a detour, though, and left my mother and brother to find their own escape. I ran by a building that had two beautiful women in nightgowns standing outside the entrance. One was a black woman, the other was a white woman. The black woman smiled at me and told me to enter. I did, and it seemed like I was inside a boat now. I saw men and women all dressed in the same style, as well as people like me who came in here; there wasn’t many people in there, though. The black woman told me to come sleep with her, and I went with her to her bed. I asked her if I could touch her, and she looked at me and said "No". I apologized, but then she said I could and I started to move my hands, gently, along her body. I asked her if she enjoyed it, and she said yes. I got up for some reason, then some guy, one of the ones that worked in the place, started to talk to the woman I was with… then everything was gone.

I don’t remember exactly what happened, but everything flooded and somehow we, and some others, managed to live. It was confusing to me: first we were running for our lives, then everything was fine and we were now in some sort of poorly lit building. We were safe… at least for the moment.

Part: 2

Everyone was standing around, talking with each other and I was watching these two little kids play. On the other side of the wall was a giant warehouse type room, but you really couldn’t see anything through the windows because it was pitch black. The kids were giggling, then opened the doors and snuck into the warehouse. I didn’t do anything, but soon things were going to get strange and creepy. Outside we started to see these huge black things flying around, and one of them landed by the window and was smacking it. It looked like a human in a cheaply made crow costume… yet it was frightening to us all. Others like it started to land outside the building, and I could hear the kids that went into the warehouse, screaming. I went inside and saw them getting chased by one of the crow people, and it saw me and started to attack me. The kids ran, and I was running around in circles--in the dark--trying to get away from that thing. Rather than use the door, I broke through the glass and saw that a lot of those crow men had broke inside the building and killed a lot of people. The warehouse behind me lit up, and there was a little man, who seemed to be one of the leaders, and he told them to grab the remaining survivors and to bring them inside the warehouse. My mom, brother and I were among the survivors. The warehouse looked like a giant gymnasium now, and we all took a seat in the stands. The man walked from one side to the other, back and forth, talking to us, but I don’t remember what he was saying. Everyone was given some paper to fill out, and I told my mom not to fill it out for the bastard. I balled mine up and threw it at the guy and cussed him out. I told him how I was going to torture him and how badly I wanted to kill him, and make him suffer every moment of it. He ignored me, though.

After everyone filled out the papers, they started to go down there and hand them to the man--including my mother. I asked her why did she do it, and she said she had to so that way we could live. I told her that they weren’t going to spare us, so why not just run? She didn’t want to, and the crow people started to gather the people and escorted them out the way we came in. I punched the one that was trying to get me to move with the rest of the people and ran the other direction. I was chased by several of them. I ran down the hall that we were all in earlier, for what seemed like forever, and then the surroundings started to change. The crow people stopped following me, too. I was still inside the building, but now everything appeared to be a dark and gloomy forest: branches of dead trees were hanging low, vines were hanging from the ceiling, the grass was tall, and there was luminescent orbs floating around. There was also two rows of wooden benches, with each row having four benches. On the ceiling, along with the vines, were large lanterns that were releasing a sort of incense; that’s what kept the crow people from entering this place. I was approached by an old man and woman, but the man was the one who spoke to me. I noticed giant rats coming from the ground, and I panicked, but the man told me not to worry because they were the guardians of the place. I walked around the forest, looking to see if my brother and mother made it, but they didn’t. I came back to the man and asked what they do to the people they take, and he said they harvest them, which meant my brother and mother were killed. I took a seat on one of the benches, to give myself a moment to get over their deaths, and then I got back up.

I walked around a bit, and I could see other survivors, sitting all around the forest. There was a few people there walking around with those same lanterns that were hanging from the ceiling, spreading incense as they walked by. I walked back and forth several times, then I finally decided to sit down on one of the benches again. The rats were looking at me, and one of them was on its hind legs, standing by my side and acted as my look-out. I fell asleep, and everything went black. Usually when this happens, I have another dream… but I was still in the same one, and it wasn’t safe yet.

Once I woke up, I noticed no one was there but me and four rats. Before I went to sleep, there was at least twenty rats pacing around, and the people, of course. I stood up and stretched. When I did, I looked up and saw that the lanterns with the incense were destroyed, then I saw small, demonic mole-like creatures sprouting from the ground. They, like the crow people, looked like possessed stuffed animals. They charged at me, but the rats started to defend me against them. There was too many for the rats to handle, though, and I tried to run, but there was easily over one-hundred of them, so I had to fight my way through. They were grabbing me by the ankles as they sprouted from the ground, and moments later, I saw a group of those crow men break through the ceiling and drop in. The rats focused their attention on the crows now, because they were the bigger threat. I panicked even more now, and I ripped off all the little mole creatures that were attached to me. Again, I had to run what seemed like an eternity… and with all the guardian rats dead, I had an army of crow people and mole-like creatures chasing after me. I’ve never experienced a nightmare as terrifying as this before, and I thought I was dead when three of the crow people jumped on my back and tried to drag me down, but all of the sudden the endless hallway finally came to an end.

I saw the same group of people I was with earlier in the dark wood, in a brightly lit room but only a handful survived. Two of them came out of the doorway to help me, and the crow people started to fly away… but one of the mole creatures didn’t retreat. It flew at my face and attached itself on it, and tried to scratch my eyes out, but I backed into the room. The demon knew it was finished and started to lose strength. I yanked it off my face and saw a terrified expression on its face. I enjoyed it; I enjoyed the pain it was going through. I laughed at it, and I don’t understand why I did this, but I taunted it by trying to rape it. I lost myself in my passion for revenge, and I made the demon suffer as much as it could before it finally died. I threw the thing down to the ground, spat on it, and walked away. Surprisingly, no one saw all the things I did to it. I met back up with that old couple, and the woman started to ask me questions… questions that made me wonder what she was.

"Aren’t you going to England?" she asked.

"In an hour," I answered.

The old man looked at me with a puzzled expression on his face, then asked me: "In an hour? How?"

I looked back at him, and thought for a moment. I started to become lucid, but not completely, just enough to answer on my own will. "I meant in two years… no, wait--next year," I replied back.

The woman asked me where I lived now, and I told her Texas and that I needed a job in order to have money for when I go. She said she could get me a job in roofing, then suddenly I woke up.

A bizarre ending to an even bizarre dream.