Thread: Oneironaut's Matrix

More slacking on my part, but I've been keeping my off-site journal filled with notes, so I should be back with an update, after work.

Originally Posted by Oneironaut

More slacking on my part, but I've been keeping my off-site journal filled with notes, so I should be back with an update, after work.

OK, I came in here looking for that awesome Lucid you mentioned.

Check out this Lucid zombie battle I had yesterday.

http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...&postcount=355

Originally Posted by Caradon

OK, I came in here looking for that awesome Lucid you mentioned.

Check out this Lucid zombie battle I had yesterday.

http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...&postcount=355

That zombie battle was great, man. Haha. Classic.

And here's an update. Didn't have time to get down the lucid I was talking about, earlier, but I'll do that later today. Unfortunately I don't remember very much of it.

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03/23/2010
"Xenomorphopus"

All I can really remember is that I was fighting a massive, queen Xenomorph. And instead of the regular four limbs (or, maybe, in addition to...), she had eight, octopus-like tentacles. Each of the tentacles had that perfect, Geiger-styled level of detail, and the ends of each appendage hade a fanged mouth on it, like the Xeno's tongues do.

The action was realistic, in imagery, but all had this very video game-ish feel to it. I would battle the Xeno in one room, and then move to other rooms while the Xeno crashed through the walls and used its arms to navigate the halls after me. It felt alot like playing the level on Resident Evil 5, where you are moving through the boat and fighting the transformed Excella, outside. The place didn't really seem like a boat, though. More like the basement levels of a large factory or something. I did end up getting a satellite gun, though, just like in the game. I would have to stay far enough away from the alien and, whenever I got a clear shot, I would fire the laser rifle, and then a huge beam would cut down through the upper levels and blast the creature. I had to look through the scope and everything, just like in the game.



03/24/2010
"The Syringe From Hell"

I was at work, and my manager, B, was being a real asshole. We had a blue beach ball or something, and were bouncing it around to each other. He came by and stabbed it, letting all the air out. After a while, I got fed up and get in his face about being such a prick to everyone, for not reason. We had some huge argument, and he ended up apologizing, but I refused to accept his apology and kept laying into him. When I'd had enough, I stormed outside and started walking down the street. Some old woman began walking right beside me, and we talked for a moment. She told me she was a ghost, and she was sent to give me something. In her hand, she held a syringe, informing me that I had to take the shot of whatever she had. Of course, there was no way I was just going to let this woman stick me, and I told her so. She said that I didn't have a choice, and that I had to take it, no matter what.

Becoming alarmed at what might be about to happen, I quickly came to the realization that this was not really happening. I was dreaming. Immediately, I tried to focus on the syringe, with telekinesis, and pull it out of her hand. She resisted, though, and I wasn't able to move it. Aware of my attempt, and still walking at my side, she told me that I would not be able to pull it from her hand, because she was (now) a demon, and I wasn't strong enough. Quickly, I tried to disorient her, by spinning her (though I can't remember if I did this with my hands or my mind). Once I rotated her off balance, I made another telekinetic swat at the syringe. My mind knocked the needle from the old woman's fingers, and it stuck into the fence beside us. With both lunged for it, and I grabbed it before she did. When I held the needle up to take a look at it, I could see that the tip was made of plastic or rubber. Whatever it was, it didn't seem like it could even penetrate human flesh - let alone the fence post I'd just pulled it out of.

That's all I remember.



3/26/2010
"The Cove"

I was with an older, white guy, and we were driving a small plane up the highway. (). I remember looking out at some of the billboards we passed, while building up take-off speed. Soon we were flying, and he was telling me about some secluded place he was taking me, that only a few people know about, in the world. I don't remember much of the flight, itself, but we were soon at our destination. It was a natural park/lake area that looked a lot like Blue Springs, in my city. ES, from work, was there, along with a bunch of other people. When I walked up to them, he was carrying an old friend/coworker of mine, Pam, out of the water. Everyone was just hanging out at this cove or whatever.

Somewhere far off to one side, there was a large rock wall. It was more like the side of a cliff, it was so tall. There was a "secret" cave entrance around here, somewhere, that someone showed us. Going through the cave, the back end opened out to this whole, 'nother landscape, with tribal people, dwelling within. I don't remember much about my interactions with them, but I remember that they were hostile to us, at first. There was some kind of huge war going on, between the different types of tribes that lived in this place that seemed, strangely, untouched by modern civilization. We were forced out, and ended up going back to our homes, eventually.

Later on down the road, we took a second trip to this place. It had been a long time, since our first visit, and we kind of had the feeling the place might have been destroyed, due to the massive conflict that had been raging. This time, I remember leading the group to where it was. Everyone else was apprehensive, but I just did a flip off of a rock ledge, and into the murky green water, urging everyone to follow me. When we got to the opening of the cave, some of the tribespeople were looking down at us. Apparently, we'd made some friends, because they were really inviting, and obviously recognized us. They removed some large rocks, which had been put in place to further hide the entrance from the outside world, and we went inside. There was a huge festival going on. Out in a field, there was some rock group playing, that was kind of like Breaking Benjamin. Somehow, I got asked to go up and play with them. The last thing I remember is strapping on a guitar.



03/29/2010
"Under Covergirl"

I was on some kind of mission that required me and at least one other partner to dress as women. We were surrounded by a group of actual women, but I can't remember if the others knew we were in disguise, or we were using our disguises on them. Something had apparently happened in a school, and we were called in to investigate. Later on down the line, the investigation ended up at a Universal Studios-like theme park. Todd was there, now. They were about to start the fireworks show, and he wanted to catch it, so we broke away and tried to find the front of the fireworks area. We came to a fence, and it appeared the show was in the other park (joint parks like Universal and IoA), but we were close enough to where we were right on the other side of the fence from the launcher. The top of the launch was made of glass, and the rockets started shooting up through the glass and exploding into the air. It was all pretty awesome.

Later, still, we ended up getting chased by multiple attackers, running through the crowd to get away from them. I was running toward a dead end, and in a panic, had a sudden rush of lucidity. No longer in fear for my life, I ran straight toward the wall in front of me, and then took a few quick steps up its face, then hooked a U turn at the top and came back down, landing in a crouch in front of my pursuers. They were startled and jumped backward, and I know I took them out, but don't remember doing it. Afterward, my lucidity had gone, and I was back in character. I had to escape the theme park without my cover being completely blown, as it almost was, many times.

Time skips ahead again, and I'm at someone's house, back in my normal clothes. We were discussing something in secret, and then someone pulled in the driveway. The person I was talking to was suddenly really nervous. He told me that I had to leave and if I ran into whoever was outside, on my way out, to say that my name was "Gary", and that I was just dropping something off and leaving. That's all I remember.

Cool aliens. I hear there is anther Alien vs Predator in the works.

The dream about the old woman ghost was kind of funny. I wonder what would have happened if she had managed to shoot you up with that. Good thing you got Lucid.

I loved the cove dream. Sounded like a grand adventure. The weirdest things always happen in dream caves for some reason. Maybe it's because caves are kind of mysterious and they get the imagination going.

You were undercover disguised as a woman. The Lucid part was pretty awesome though. That had to have felt good.

Originally Posted by Caradon

Cool aliens. I hear there is anther Alien vs Predator in the works.

I'm not too sure about the AvP, but I know there is both another Predator in the works, and another Alien has been talked about. More excited about those. There is a thread in Entertainment about the new Predator movie. It actually looks pretty good.

Originally Posted by Caradon

The dream about the old woman ghost was kind of funny. I wonder what would have happened if she had managed to shoot you up with that. Good thing you got Lucid.

I know, right? I hate needles, anyway, so I can only image what a self-proclaimed demon might have had to stick me with. Lol. Glad I didn't find out.

Originally Posted by Caradon

I loved the cove dream. Sounded like a grand adventure. The weirdest things always happen in dream caves for some reason. Maybe it's because caves are kind of mysterious and they get the imagination going.

I definitely think it's that. So much potential for "what lurks within undiscovered caves", that it's almost too hard not to have something interesting happen, subconsciously. Heh. The lucid dream I had the other night (the one that I'm about to post), kind of had the same set up, with the 'secret/lost civilizations" thing, too.

Originally Posted by Caradon

You were undercover disguised as a woman.

Haha. Believe it or not, that's not the first time I've dreamt about having to be disguised by a woman. I don't know if I should be amused by that or disturbed. LOL.

03/31/2010
Dream One:
"Back Through the Looking Glass"

This was a great lucid. Unfortunately, most of it was lost, when I actually woke up.

The first thing I remember is walking through someone's house. The house was very large, with a lot of inner hallways, and all of the lights were very dim, creating dark corners and nooks, all over. The blackness was accented, here and there, with small areas of yellow-orange light, from the lamps on the ceiling. I don't remember what I was doing in this house, or who it belong to. But there was something about this house that seemed strange (I think it was just that I felt really uncomfortable in it. A lot of areas were just pitch black, and I think I just wasn't familiar with the place), and I ended up gaining spontaneous lucidity.

I didn't really know what I wanted to do with my lucidity, so I just contiued to roam around the hallways of this dark house, kinda taking everything in. Rounding a corner, I came upon a little boy - maybe 7 or 8 years old. He had his back faced to me, and I don't think he was wearing a shirt. I kept walking in his direction, and he didn't move. I believe he had a shaved head. I never broke stride, and just watched him curiously as I passed. He never moved. Just stood with his hands to the side, staring down the hall in the same direction I was walking. Even when I passed him, he didn't even acknowledge that I was there. He just kept...staring. For all I know, he could have been a statue. The light was so dim that I never really got a clear look at his face, so I just kept on walking, looking back and watching him. He still never moved, and just kind of faded away into the shadows, as the rest of the hallway did. I found the whole thing kind of creepy, but I didn't think too much of it, because after all, this was just a dream.

There was an open door to my left, and I stuck my head inside. I don't remember if I tried to turn on the light and failed, or I just walked in, but everything was dark inside the room. I looked at the wall to my right, and saw my reflection, staring back at me in the dark. A mirror. I stared into the eyes of my reflection, and he stared right back at me. I moved closer, and he followed suit, seemingly with his own pace, and subtle body movements that really just didn't seem to match my own. We just stared at each other as we walked closer. It was really no less creepy than the little boy in the hallway. Almost immediately, I remember the thread somebody had posted on DV, saying that - the next time we encounter a mirror - we should walk through it, to see what happens. Since walking through mirrors usually causes a drastic dream scene change for me, I decided to have a little fun first. With my dimly-lit double staring back at me, I lunged at the mirror and sank my arms into it. I couldn't even feel the glass, this time, and it was like there was nothing there. I grabbed around behind my reflection, and noticed he had done the same thing to me, bringing his arms out of the mirror to wrap around mine. I started pulling backward, to try to bring my reflection out of the mirror, and onto my side of the glass. He was a strong som'bitch, though, and kept resisting. It was pretty even. Again - like the last time I tried this, I was only able to bring him out just a little bit. This time, the stalemate made it feel like the dream was beginning to unravel, so I gave in, and let him go. Not wanting to lose the dream, without doing what I'd meant to do, I stepped forward and sank my face into the mirror, followed by my whole body. The reflected image I was seeing, of the dark room behind me, stayed the same. My reflection was gone. It seemed as though I'd stepped precisely into the reflection. In the little bit of light, still creeping in from the door, I saw that all the furniture and picture frames on the wall were the same way they had been, in the reflection. It was really weird. It was the first time that walking through a mirror actually felt more like walking into the reflection, through a window. Very surreal. As could almost be expected, though, stepping into the reflection - smooth a transition as it was - still made things become more unstable, and soon, the dream dimmed itself out, and the scene changed.

I was now on daylit plains, still lucid. There was nothing aroud me, except a line of very large trees. After walking a while, I left the tall grass and took to the air, flying just high enough to get a better view. Within the trees, I could see large swaths of them that were cut down. Many of these tree stumps were massive. Maybe a hundred feet around, or so. Some of them had what looked like family crests carved into the flattened tops of the stumps. I surveyed a bit more and actually found a civilization of people living in the woods. They were completely integrated with the thicker, forest area, and had rope bridges and huts and canopys strewn all through the trees. Dropping back to the ground, I came upon a commotion. A lot of these tree-dwelling people had wrangled some kind of very large animal, and they were having a hell of a time subduing it. Once I was able to get a good look at the animal, I could clearly see that it was a gryphon. A very big gryphon. And these guys just could not get it to keep it's talons on the ground.

With nothing else to do, I decided to help out. I slung my hand out in the creature's direction and made a long string of rope manifest, attaching it to the gryphon's neck. I tried to pull downward, but was instantly lifted off of my feet. The power of this raptor's flailing around, slung me around, like a ragdoll. But it wasn't violent, in the least. It was as if I was weightless, and just flowing with the wind pushed off of its enormous wings. I never touched the ground after that - just kind of swung around like a kite tail. I tried to exert my will to put my feet on the ground, a few times, but I was completely overwhelmed by this upward flow that seemed to keep my afloat. It was actually a lot of fun.

The next thing I know, I'm back in the dark house again. Wandering some random hallways. Still lucid. I walked out a back door, and there were a lot of people hanging out by what I believe was a pool deck. I don't remember actually seeing the pool, though. I left them alone and high-jumped over the fence, landing on the other side. This was now more like an apartment complex, than a single house. I walked over to another one of the structures and made my way inside, into another set of dark halls. Soon, I was in another darkened room. There was a man asleep in his bed, who woke up with a start, after I walked in. He was an older guy. Had to be in his 50's.

It was right around here, that I started thinking about how long I've been dreaming, and how much of the dream I was probably going to forget, when I woke up. I knew I needed to start writing something down, which I sometimes do, to help review some of the things that have happened, before the dream ends. Knowing that I would need a pad and pencil, I looked at the man's dresser, and there was a set sitting on top of it. I began writing down as much as I could remember. While doing this, I "woke up."


Dream Two: FA
I woke up and sat in bed for a moment, trying to go through some of the events in my head. I knew there was already patches in my recall, and I had to get what I could, before it all left me. I got out of bed and went over to the computer, starting to type down everything I could remember. After a while, I was satisfied that I had down a good enough bit of the dream, and that I could relax, and let the memory slip away, if it needed to. Shortly after this, I woke up for real.


(Of course, I lost even more after that false awakening. I remember there still being a lot more that happened in the house, and when I was walking around the apartment complex-like area. Just couldn't remember what it was. Awesome dream, though.)

Originally Posted by Oneironaut

03/31/2010
"Through the Looking Glass"

About time you posted it That was a great exploration dream. And the way the scene changed and went back to the original locations makes me wonder if fragments are really fragments at all. We could be waking up and thinking we only remembered a piece of a dream, when in fact it could have been buried between something else. Hmmmmm.

Originally Posted by Akono

About time you posted it

Haha. Yeah, yeah, I know.
With the length, though, I'm sure you can see why. Heh.

Originally Posted by Akono

That was a great exploration dream. And the way the scene changed and went back to the original locations makes me wonder if fragments are really fragments at all. We could be waking up and thinking we only remembered a piece of a dream, when in fact it could have been buried between something else. Hmmmmm.

Yeah, I agree. I've always wondered about that, too. Often, when I write about fragments, I usually note if I'm not too sure if it's a fragment, or just led-into, from an earlier portion of the dream. It is interesting.

I had a similar LONG lucid like that once. I left a mall, and eventually wound back at the mall, with virtually no transition.

Originally Posted by Man of Shred

I had a similar LONG lucid like that once. I left a mall, and eventually wound back at the mall, with virtually no transition.

Nice. It's been a little while since I've checked out your journal. Gonna have to make a stop over there, pretty soon.

And here are some notes, just to show that I've been keeping up with things. Will write them out when I get the chance.
(And it looks like my recall is steadily coming back. )

[Edit: Notes have been transcribed. See below]

Thanks O. my recall lately hasn't been great. My best lucids so far were two pages back. page 19 I think.

Originally Posted by Oneironaut

I'm not too sure about the AvP, but I know there is both another Predator in the works, and another Alien has been talked about. More excited about those. There is a thread in Entertainment about the new Predator movie. It actually looks pretty good.

Oh I see. Over at Mortal Mist Mark was having Aliens and Predator dreams.
He mentioned that there was a new movie coming out and I just thought he meant an AvP. I'll have to check out that thread on the new Predator movie. I bet it will be pretty cool.


That Lucid was awesome. Pulling your reflection out of a mirror was a task of the month a couple of years ago. I've still yet to encounter a mirror while Lucid. I need to remember to go looking for one one of these times. I bet that was surreal when you entered it. It sounded like it.

And the whole thing with the griffon sounded like a lot of fun.

Congrats.

Thanks, Caradon.

Yeah, I remember that lucid task, a while back, where we first had to pull ourselves out of the mirror. This one went pretty much the same way. Haha. He just doesn't want to come out. I'll get him, one of these days.

And Freddy Krueger is my damned arch-nemesis!!
Had a series of screwed up lucids, involving him, last night. Will be getting up to speed on the journal, tonight and/or tomorrow.

I just saw a preview of a new Freddy movie, coming out real soon. I bet it will be cool with the modern visual effects.

I watched the third one about a year ago. Maybe you remember. There was a really cool scene where the group of kids decided to try and have a shared dream. They all woke up together in a false awakening. Then one of them recognized a dreamsign and got Lucid, then got the others Lucid. Then they spent some time showing off their dreaming skills to each other. It was kind of magical watching that, having been there.

I've had a couple run ins with Freddy too. Maybe after seeing the new movie I'll get more.

04/02/2010
Dream One:
"My Pet Monster"

I had a pet dragon that I raised from a pup. The main thing I remember from the dream was the amazing bond that we had. I spent a lot of time hugging him and petting him like he was a dog. The dream was pretty much a series of flash-forwards, and the dragon got bigger and bigger. The last scene I remember is my being held captive by some group of people, and being forced down a well. They had me tied up, and was lowering me down into the well. All seemed about lost, and then I saw a big bright flash of orange light, filling up the room my captors were in, above me. Another flash came, brighter this time, and accompanied by screaming. I saw my captors turn around and then frantically try to run away, then a massive fireball covered the top of the well, apparently obliterating everyone who had been standing over me. My dragon, now fully grown, had come to save my life.


Dream (Frag) Two:
I was with Cierra, and we were on this impossible slide which hovered a few hundred feet over the ocean. It was like something you'd see on a video game. There were no beams or supports of any kind, just this long series of rails that we slid on. I had to hold her hand to keep from falling off of the rails, and sometimes there were breaks in the slide, and we'd be launched, high into the air. I held her tight and aimed us toward the other side of the gap, then we'd land on the slide and continue on with the ride. It was really weird, but a lot of fun.



04/03/2010
"Mech Warrior"

I was piloting an enormous mech, like a gundam, in a large city. On my right arm, I had a vulcan cannon, and on the other, a missile launcher. I was on a team with similar mechs, and we were just laying waste to this group of baddies who didn't have the kind of technology we did, so we were pretty much just decimating everything and couldn't be stopped. I have no idea how, but we ended up going to the desert and taking the fight into the Cave of Wonders, from Aladdin. While we were down there, somebody in my team just could not keep his grubby hands off of the jewels, and tried to steal one. Then we heard the cave's voice: "Infidels! You have touched the forbidden treasure!!" And all hell broke loose. The cave started sealing itself, and the walls began closing in. The space was growing smaller and smaller, and soon, the mech was just too big to stay mobile in, so I had to bail out. The mech opened in the lower back, and I crawled out, opting to leave it there as the walls kept it confined.

There was a sequence where I went through the bowels of the cave. Most everything was dark and spacially restricting - a series of dimly-lit hallways and sandy pits. The walls continued to shift and contort, as if I was trapped inside some giant machine, which was constantly rearranging the configuration of its moving parts. There were plenty of other people - in addition to my own team - trapped down there with me, and I believe there were some kind of creatures living down there, as well.

Finally, when there was no other way out, it became known that there was some kind of car hidden in the leg of the mech, so I went back to the giant, immobilized robot, and drove the vehicle out, picking up a number of people and arming the weapons systems. Apparently, we just drove our way up a slope and blasted the shit out of all the sand, boring out of the depths of the Cave of Wonders, with the escape pod/car's firepower.

That's about all I remember.

04/04/2010
"Debt"

I was in what seemed to be my driveway, one night. On the other side of the street, there was another house (which isn't there in real life). A few other people and I had a boom box playing Ne-yo's album (which was actually playing in the room, while I slept) and were practicing a couple of dance moves to it. I kept having trouble gliding because of the steep angle of my driveway, and the grip of the new shoes I had on. Well, apparently, I had been fronted a bag of bud from a guy, sometime earlier. He and his cronies pulled up to my house to collect. I told him I didn't have his money quiet yet, and I would get it for him as soon as I could. He wasn't happy with that, and kept pushing up on me like he wanted to fight me. I didn't want any problems, because I knew enough about this guy to know that his crew was dangerous. I told him that I'd get it for him tomorrow and just to come back, and went to turn around and walk away, but he stepped up to me and punched me in the back, trying to egg me on. I still wasn't going to be goaded into fighting him, though, so I told him again - turning to face him but steadily walking backward - that I should have it for him tomorrow. Finally, seeing that I wasn't going to just rush into a fight against him (and possibly everyone with him), he agreed to come back the next day.

And of course, he came back the next day, with more of his friends. I walked down to the passenger side of his car, where he was sitting, and gave him his measley 10 bucks. After looking it over, he said something like "You know this is only $5, right?" (even though it was obviously 10), and he started acting like I still owed him money. I said I just paid him, and even if I wanted to give him more, I didn't have anything. Still sitting in the car, he leaned back a little and lifted his shirt, flashing a gun. A bit nervous at the sight of the gun, I still simply shrugged my shoulders and said: "Got no more money, man. Don't know what to tell you," rather apathetically, and just turned around and walked away. Don't remember what happened after that.



04/05/2010
"Murder at the Marina"

I was a cop, who worked at a marina or aquatic theme park. I had a couple of very close partners, who worked along with me, and we ran a pretty tight ship. We had caught wind that there was a killer on the loose in the park, he was wearing a wet suit and had already ambushed at least one, seemingly random, victim. At different points in the dream, he was armed with a machine gun, a pistol and a speargun, and he was a crafty bastard. We spent a long time chasing him all over the marina/park, and just when we'd think we had him cornered, and would empty our clips in the direction we thought he was, he'd give us the slip. We were constantly running out of ammo, and having to scramble around the park to find more.

At one point, we were in a particular shootout with him, where a huge banner/flag, with lights all over it, got shot down, over my head. I looked up and saw it coming down on me, and I dove out of the way, just in time. Hitting the dirt, I rolled under a wooden deck next to me, just as banner smashed to the ground and erupted into a shower of electrical sparks. The sparks instantly ignited the fabric, and the enormous banner was immediately engulfed in flames, billowing all over the deck that I was under. Soon, the deck had caught fire as well, and I was left to crawl frantically out from under the structure, before I, too, were consumed in fire. I remember being in contact with a military frigate (or something) that was on the water. I asked them if they had any assault rifles on board. While getting the gun, I remember hearing something about an engine on board that was so hot, stepping in front of it would instantly turn you to dust. I don't think it really played a role in the dream, otherwise, though.

The chase was on again, and we were all shooting into the water, where we'd last seen the guy. When I ran out of ammo for this gun, I was able to find a spear gun, which I knew I was going to have to be much more conservative with. Word came in that he was now on the side of the park which was across the section of water I was standing next to. I knew it would take me too long to run down along the walkways, so I ran forward and dove into the water, speargun in hand. My closest partner followed me, and we swam as fast as we could, to the shoreline that had been across from us. When we got out of the water, we looked around for the killer, and I happened to glance back in the direction of where we'd just re-surfaced. Sticking out of the water, was the very top of the killer's snorkel. I assumed he could not see me, and was just laying low. So, slowly, cautiously, I raised the speargun. I took aim on where his head would have to be, and fired a bolt into the water. I could tell I'd hit him in the head, and the snorkel just kind of drooped. The killer had to be dead or severely wounded, but I had to be sure.

Slowly, I walked over to the water and began wading back in, toward the black tube that was still protruding from the surface. Just as I was reaching out to touch it, I felt something brush up against my other hand, under water. It was a fin. I was a plastic fin, and it was on the opposite side of me that the snorkel was on. Immediately, I spun around, and the killer exploded out of the water in front of me, speargun aimed at my face, and point blank range. Instinctively, I reached out and grabbed the speargun, wrestling with him for it, in a panic. I was never able to get full control of the speargun, but I got his arms in a lock, from behind, and lunged forward. The man's temple smashed against a nearby rock, knocking him unconscious.

Slightly exhausted, I dragged the killer over to the waters edge, and my partner helped me drag him out onto the shore.

Those darn Gang Bangers Should keep it on the streets and not in your dreams. Also reminds me of a heating company that were pricks, so I switched companies. They hit me with a $300 early exit fee. And then two years later they sent me a bill for $46, and were all threatening to seize my accounts if I didn't pay them 46. Lame.

Originally Posted by Man of Shred

Those darn Gang Bangers Should keep it on the streets and not in your dreams. Also reminds me of a heating company that were pricks, so I switched companies. They hit me with a $300 early exit fee. And then two years later they sent me a bill for $46, and were all threatening to seize my accounts if I didn't pay them 46. Lame.

Lmao. That sucks, man. What ever happened to 'friendly business practices'?

And I've been slacking again. Here are my notes so far. I'm not even going to say I'll have them transcribed tonight, but I should have them done sometime soon. Lots more Freddy dreams, lately.

Spoiler for Notes for those who want to read them now. :P:

04/09/2010 (Notes)
In a martial arts type of school. For some reason was outcasted a bit and picked on by a lot of the other students. Got into some arguing with a kid at another table and ripped him an asshole with wit. Got a bit more respect after that. Master was going around checking work. Had to do some kind of test but got some help. Later, standing in line. Girl who I must have known. Just recognized me and went off on me. Apparently I hurt her in the past. Spanish and gorgeous. Saw Alex walk by and watched her. First girl got jealous. Started arguing a bit in spanish and she just kept going and going and going, to the point where I had to shove something in her mouth to keep us from getting in trouble. One guy who was really nice to me. Like indian or something. Long hair. He was really cool. Met his family and everything. Guy mysteriously disappeared. Rumors he was killed. Later, was getting ambushed by jock kid I had argument with earlier. Didn't really want any trouble. Suddenly we were both overpowered by some force. Was thrown onto a table or something. Clothes and chest started to tear. Could hear other guy screaming. I knew I was having a nightmare and had the feeling Freddy was behind it. Tried moving but couldn't, just kept getting shredded. Woke myself up.
-Fell back asleep. Back in school. Saw the boiler room. Was pitch black. Did not want to go back in there. Wondered what happened to kid. Later, his girl came and asked. Wasn't sure. Ended up finding obituary-like paper. Had kid's name in it, scrawled. Dead. Reason: He died for his father. Signed: Ahahahahahahahaha. Knew it was Freddy. Later, was driving down the street. Saw the kid. Was going to go pick him up and ask what happened. Another car came. It was himself. Offered himself ride and his otehr self got in. We were like NO NO NO WTF. I was saying to go stop him. Guy in front seat was like "forget it. He's already dead." Asked How You know? Freddy then turns around as the guy and says "BECAUSE I SAID SO!" quickly lucid and woke myself up again.

04/20/2010 (Notes)
Me and someone else stealing artwork. I think it was Tiff, but she looked like someone else. Through a school. Got two pics. I was thinking about the consequences, and that this was a really bad idea. Alarms went off. Ran through school. Lucid. Told her about it. Jumped through ceiling/roof and into the sky seamlessly. Flew away. She was amazed. Later, in car or something, looking over the artwork. Hers was very basic, almost modern. Mine was more detailed but I can't remember what it was.

04/22/2010 (Notes)
Got into an argument with some really arrogant chick. Out of nowhere she hits me in the nuts with something. Excruciating pain. Tried to hold it in but would scream every few seconds. Doubled over. When I could stand I lunged at her. About to kill her. Everyone held me back. Told her not to let me find her alone. Kept trying to pass her on the street. Saw her once, noticed each other. Turned back toward her and I think I attacked. Dunno. Later, On huge compound with other people. Prisoners and being made to fight Xenos and robots and huge mechs. Thought we were finished with Xenos, then huge mech came around the corner. Told everyone to find cover. Biggest part of war started. Going back into catacombs. Could see more types of "Terminators" coming for us. Had to keep out of sight. Used locator like in the Aliens movies. Went deeper into compound and met other innocent people. They cohabitated with these robots (the kind that weren't programed to kill us), and one of the robots chased me into their facility. Broke door down. They helped me get away from it.

04/23/2010 (Notes)
Gorgeous girl. Sitting in chair at function, watching the new NoES movie. Had my hand in her shorts and she had mine. People started acting strangely. Were seeing more and more dettached. One guy was mopping in a room, and was just kind zoned out, in a corner. Everyone was then like zombies/crazies, and they were about all after me. Waves of them came. At first, there were just a few here and there, and they were unarmed. I fought them off as long as I could. Then I could see them carrying guns, and I knew it was time to break out. Running. Shotguns and whatnot around me. Didn't even have time to pick up any downed guns I saw, because this guy was right on my heels with shotgun. Blasts all around me. Found hatchet. Annihilated some crazies in my path. Ran around the corner. waited till he came and threw it and missed. Somehow had enough hatchet and did it at the next corner. Missed again. Tucked and rolled and found rifle. Aimed and blew crazy away.

04/24/2010 (Notes)
Something about hooking up with two girls, over a time, and one of the girls turning out to be a serial killer or something. Forced to watch her mutilate the other girl with a chainsaw.

04/26/2010
Huge war on top of mountain peak that protruded from ocean. Mountain was hollow and our headquarters were down there. Lucid and flying, "charging up" and diving underwater. Don't remember very much at all.

05/03/2010
Driving down highway. Started pouring. Car beside us driving sideways. Got off ramp. Driving through city. Something weird going on but I can't remember what. Later, realized someone was after me/us. It was Voorhees. Was with a girl late at night and Jason showed up. We tried to escape but he caught the girl and stuck her in a dumpster, closing metal lid down on her body to pin her. Chased me to truck. Truck wouldn't start at first and he came around the side. Pulled open my door and I took off. He had a huge truck and went to get in it. Down road I became lucid. Hit brake and spun around to take the fight back to him. Never found him. Later, was talking to Jayden Smith about Karate Kid. Another image of someone writing the Freddy song on chalk board. Woke up from that.
-Dozed back off and saw same image. Woke myself up.

(First of many ):


04/09/2010
Dream One (a):
"Elm Street Academy"

I was a student at some enormous martial arts school. It was set up like a university. I was more of an outsider, in this school, and not treated very well by most of the other students. There was some really muscular kid who I started arguing with, across tables. I can't remember exactly what was said, but I completely tore him apart with wit. The entire room clearly respected me more, after that. The Master was going around, checking people's written work. There was a test or something we had to take around this time, and since I was somewhat newer than most the kids here, an Asian girl turned around and gave me a little bit of help.

Later, I was standing in a line with a bunch of other students. A gorgeous, Spanish girl approached me. The moment she recognized my face, she started going off on me - just screaming and cursing me out and waving her hands around, all pissed. Apparently, I had hurt this girl, sometime in the past (though she was not someone I recognized, from waking life). Shortly after, Alex (another gorgeous, Spanish girl, who actually was a waking life friend of mine) walked by us. I watched her pretty hard, and then I heard the other girl mumble something in Spanish. Her mumbling turned into another tantrum directed at me. She started going and she just would not stop. I'd - long since - lost the ability to keep up with what she was saying. All her words were just running together, and she was getting more and more animated. No matter how many times I told her to keep it down, she wouldn't. She was making a scene, and I knew that we were going to get in trouble. It got to the point where I actually grabbed a hold of something - can't remember what it is - and literally shoved it into her mouth to keep her from talking. With her cheeks stuffed, she finally had no choice but to shut up.

There was one guy at the school who was really nice to me. He was Native American, I believe, and had long black hair. He was just a genuinely cool guy, and I remember meeting his family, at some point. Some time much later, the guy just up and disappeared. Rumors started going around the school that he had been mysteriously killed. We were never able to find out how, though.

Time passed, and I ended up having another run-in with the jock-ish guy, that I had argued with, earlier. It was more like an ambush, actually. I had been walking along the wall, outside the building, and he came out of nowhere and forced me into the nearby boiler room. He squared off, ready to fight me, and I told him that I didn't want trouble like that. Sure, he was a dick, but I really didn't feel like fighting him on school property. He kept egging me on, though, and got in my face. His arms shot up and grabbed hold of my collar - and I was just about to defend myself - when some invisible force threw us apart from one another. I was thrown down on a table, back first. The other guy was thrown against a wall or gate or something. This force was pressing down on my chest, and pinning me to the table, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't sit up or roll off the edge. Suddenly, my shirt began to tear. The quick slashes of a set of invisible blades whipped repeatedly across my chest and shredded my shirt - each swipe seeming to remain just millimeters above my skin. I couldn't turn my head - let alone lift it - but I could hear the sound of the other guy screaming 'bloody murder'. I took no comfort in the fact that whatever was happening to him sounded much worse than what was happening to me.

A wave of relief did come, though. Horrified as I was, I immediately realized I was having a nightmare. The unseen attack continued to slash violently across my shirt, over and over. I knew, without question, that this was Freddy's doing. Now lucid, I braced and tried as hard as I could to sit up straight, on the table. The force threw me back down, like an arm-wrestler getting his second wind. Again and again I struggled to counter the invisible demon who continued to shred my shirt, but to no avail. I just couldn't get the control. Still in a slight state of panic, I woke myself up.

(I was only up for a moment or two, and fell right back asleep.)


Dream One (b)
I was back at the school, walking around the perimeter of the building, once again. I came to the open door of the boiler room, and peered inside. The lights were out and everything was pitch black. A quick rush of recollection hit me and I remembered what happened, last time I'd went through the door; Freddy had attacked me, and I never found out what happened to the other boy. (Even though I realized this, I didn't become lucid again.) Some time later, the jock's girlfriend - who had been sitting at his table, when I verbally tore him a new one - caught up with me. She asked me if I'd seen or heard from him recently. I had no concept of time (specifically, how long after the boiler room incident it was), and I told her "no." I really wasn't all that sure about what happened. We felt we had to find out, though. More time passed and we had eventually come across an obituary. Thumbing through it, we came to a break in the neat, type-fonted list of names. In this space, scrawled in out-of-place handwriting, was her boyfriend's name. Beneath it, it said:

"Dead. Reason: He died for his father (whatever that meant). Signed: AhaAHhAhaHAhAHAA!"

By the signed laughter, I immediately knew it was Freddy's doing. Time skipped ahead again, after this.

It was now night time. I was in the back seat of a car with a couple of friends in the front. We were driving down a street and saw a figure walking up the sidewalk, the other way. From a distance, we could tell it was the jock dude that had just been declared dead. Shocked, we drove over to toward him, to ask him just what the hell had happened to him. Just as we were about to come upon him, another car drove up, from the other way, placing itself between us and the guy walking down the sidewalk. Then things got really strange. When we looked in the car, we could see that the person driving was actually the same kid that was walking down the street! There were two of them! The one that was driving got the other one's attention, and called him over to the car. The one that had been walking, curious, walks closer to the car, looks inside, and then gets in. Still a few dozen feet away, still in our car, we all screamed "NO!!! NO!! What are you doing?!? Don't go with him!!!" knowing that things were just not right. I told the driver to hurry up and get in their way, so we could keep them from taking off. The passenger said "No. Forget it. He's already dead," dismissing the idea of going to rescue the 'dead' kid.

But apparently things weren't what they seemed, and I wasn't convinced the kid was already dead. I said "How do you know that?!" And then the passenger spun around in his chair, toward me. It was Freddy Krueger. He yelled in my face; "Because I said so!!!," and lunged his clawed hand at me. In an instantaneous rush of lucidity, I instinctively woke myself up before he was able to connect with me.

04/20/2010
"Thieves of a Feather"

I was at some museum/gallery type of facility and was stealing valuable artwork. I believe my partner in crime was my friend Tiff, but she didn't quite look like herself. I could just kinda tell it was her. The gallery actually looked like a high school or something, and after we'd stolen two paintings, we were sneaking back through the halls to make our getaway. I'd suddenly gotten the worst feeling, that this was just a horrible idea, and I was starting to go over the possible consequences in my mind. No sooner did I have this doubt, than alarms began to blare around the building. We had been found out before we were able to get out, and I knew that armed guards would be heading our way soon. We abandoned all stealth and ran like hell, carrying our rolled-and-tubed pieces of stolen artwork. The last room I remember being in was a gymnasium. We ran across the entire floor and, just as we got to the other side, I frantically deduced that I was dreaming.

We stopped running, just before reaching the doors on the far side of the gym, and I quickly told her to take my hand. She didn't quite get it, at first, but I told her about how I was just dreaming, and was going to get us out of here. She gave me her hand and I jumped straight up, phasing through the ceiling. We ascended at breakneck speed, and were instantly among the clouds, where we hovered there for a moment, looking out over the ocean of clouds below us, and the sun as it set low on the horizon. Everything was blue and gold and white, and it was all quite amazing. Tiff was completely in awe of everything, and we just remained at that altitude and enjoyed the scenery for a while.

Later, we were in a car or some other vehicle, and we were looking over the artwork we had stolen. I was no longer lucid. The one she'd taken was very basic; the cold, geometric type of 'modern art.' Mine was much more detailed and organic, but I can't remember what it was a picture of.



04/22/2010
"Assault and Batteries"

The first thing I remember is getting into a huge argument with some really arrogant chick. Out of nowhere, in the middle of our argument, she halls off and hits me in the nuts with some kind of blunt object. The pain was excruciating. I fell to the ground, tensed and trying as hard as I could not to succumb to the pain. I could not deny it, though. Every few seconds I would let out this gutteral scream - waves of agony rippling all throughout my torso, as if someone had my balls in a vice, and was giving the crank a quick twist, every few seconds (much like the way young Raizo reacted, in Ninja Assassin, when his teacher gave him that finger strike to the gut. It was seriously some of the worst pain I've ever felt in a dream.) After what seemed like forever, I was able to stagger to my feet. In a rage, I lunged at her. My only instinct was to tear this girl apart. Everyone in the crowd around us held me back, though. Still staving off the pain in my loins, I yelled and kicked and slung all kinds of obscenities at this girl, as a group of people dragged me away. One of the things I remember telling her was that she better not let me find her alone in the street. I just wanted to completely destroy this girl.

A little bit of time passed, and I stayed on the lookout for her. Finally, we just happened to pass each other, walking down a busy, city sidewalk one day. We didn't recognize each other until we were practically right beside one another. We both took a few more steps, before it actually registered, and then I spun around. The last thing I remember of this part is running toward her for an all-out attack. I don't actually remember what happened when I reached her, though.

The next thing I know, I was on a prisoner's compound (Maybe I should have just let the bitch go. LOL). Our penalty, for being in this 'death camp', was that we were made to survive these games, where we are hunted by different things. Indoors (and underground), this facility was very high tech. It had laboratories and security annexes and the works. Above ground, the facility looked more like a junk yard, or a post-apocalyptic compound of some sort. The prisoners were mostly made to stay above/outside, while we were observed by our captors, who remained in the other sectors. First, we were made to fight Xenomorphs. They chased us around the compound, in packs, and we had the little locator devices (from the Aliens movies), which helped us keep track of where they were. We were not given weapons, though, and had to simply survive unarmed. Once the attack from the Xenos died down, I had figured we were finished with our trial. Suddenly, a huge mech came around a corner. We all immediately scattered, and the mech fired a missile into the large structure that we had been hiding behind, just moments before. After the appearance of this mech, the shit really hit the fan, and we found ourselves running from more mechs, robots and all kinds of other "Terminator"-type techology.

We all decided to take the fight down into the bowels of the facility, and broke back inside the base. The killer robots followed us in, and we played a really intense game of cat and mouse, inside. We could also locate the robots with the same locators that we used for the xenomorphs. Being one of the only remaining survivors, I traveled deeper and deeper into this enormous facility. I eventually came across a large community of other 'innocent' (relatively) people, who were living down in some of the furthest levels from the surface. There were men and women of all backgrounds, and they were even co-habitating with some docile robots, which makes me believe that this was set so far in the future that robots were already an integral part of society. There was an explosion behind me, and one of the bigger robots had somehow squeezed his way through the halls, and had broken into the large doors, scoping around for me. Again, everyone scattered. Even though I didn't know these people well, they knew that I was being hunted, and they decided to help me get away from the killer robot. Can't really quite remember how, though.



04/23/2010
"Must Be Something in the Water"

I was with a really attractive girl, at some kind of convention center. It was a screening of the new A Nightmare on Elm Street remake. We were curled up with each other, watching the movie. Even though all of the lights were still on in the building, even while we watched the movie, we were just fooling around with each other like nobody else was there. I had my hand down the front of her shorts, and she had hers in mine. Later, we were all at work. Everything seemed normal at first, but then people just started acting progressively stranger, as time went on. Every other person we'd meet just seemed more and more dettached from reality. People were gazing around with blank stares; walking about with, seemingly, no sense of direction. Going through one room of the office, I saw one guy mopping the floor, but he was just kind of zoned out, staring into a corner and lackadaisically swaying the mop from left to right. It creeped me the hell out. Even the girl that I had been with was acting really weird. She'd pass me in the halls and just kind of keep on walking, with this spaced out look on her face. Something was definitely going on, and it seemed like everyone was just getting worse.

Come to find out, everything had turned into a scenario like the movie The Crazies, where the townspeople were all just going insane and turning on one another. Soon, there were zombie-like citizens stalking me in hordes; wave after wave of them trying to track and kill me, wherever I went. At first, they were unarmed, and I did the best I could to hold them off, with my bare hands. But it wasn't long before I saw them carrying around guns and other weapons. I soon knew that I couldn't just stick around and stand my ground. I was going to have to survive, rather than fight them off. I was now on the run, sprinting through back yards and alleys and parks, etc. The entire city had descended into chaos, and people were fighting these infected strangers at every corner. There were a few weapons strewn about the grounds, but soon there was someone right on my heels, blasting away at me with a shotgun. I was frantically ducking and dodging the buckshot, while continuing to run as fast as I could. I could almost swear that some of the pellets hit me in the back, but I'm not quite sure. It didn't hurt, it was just kind of like someone throwing pebbles at me. I still kept running as fast as my feet would carry me, though.

At one point, I came across a hatchet that was lying on the ground. Hardly breaking stride, I reached down and yanked the weapon up into my hand. There were a few of the "infected" in my path, and I just completely annihilated them with the hatchet, hacking away at them with a complete disregard for the fact that these...things...used to be human. Still being followed by the man with the shotgun, and ran around a corner and doubled-back, waiting for him to come around the corner behind me. When he appeared, a launched the hatchet at him like a throwing axe, but missed him by a foot or so. After the failed attempt, I was on the run again. I rounded another corner and - as if from nowhere - I suddenly had another hatchet in my hand. Hiding against the wall, I waited until he rounded this corner and then tried again, flipping the hatchet end over end, toward him. And again, I missed, the hatchet flying right passed his head. Unphased, the man raised the shotgun up in my direction. Just as I dove to one side, my eyes caught sight of a rifle that was lying on the ground. The crazed man fired, missing me when I dropped into a tuck and roll, swiping the rifle up from the grass and rotating to a stop on one knee. I took aim and fired repeatedly, blowing the murderous man/creature away.

That's all I remember



04/24/2010
Fragment:
All I remember was something about hooking up with two girls, over a period of time. The first girl I had been with turned out to be a serial killer...and a jealous one, at that. After she found out about the new girl I was messing with, she somehow held us both captive. In a jealous rage - and in order to exact her revenge - she forced me to watch her mutilate the new girl I was seeing, with a chainsaw. It was pretty fucking horrible.



04/26/2010
Fragment:
I was a part of a massive war on top of a mountain (or volcano?) peak that protruded from the ocean. The inside of the mountain was hollow, and my team's headquarters was actually located inside. During the battle, I became lucid. I was enjoying the scenario far too much to change it, though, and just kept fighting, now using lucid powers instead of just guns and hand-to-hand. I was doing a lot of flying around and "powering up", as if I was a DBZ character, just completely wrecking the opposition. Every now and then, we'd dive under water, at the base of the volcano, and swim up into the middle of it. Inside, we would get out of the water and be in the bowels of our high-tech base, surrounded by gadgets and vehicles of all kinds.

That's pretty much all I remember of this one.

Very impressive dreams and very nice lucid about the gryphon. Must have been fun to be swung around. One thing though, kinda surprised that you can only recall a dream a night. Having said that, they are very interesting dreams and you have excellent memory

Originally Posted by BigFan

Very impressive dreams and very nice lucid about the gryphon. Must have been fun to be swung around. One thing though, kinda surprised that you can only recall a dream a night. Having said that, they are very interesting dreams and you have excellent memory

Hey, thanks, BigFan!
Yeah, the gryphon lucid was great.

And there are many times when I can remember more than one dream a night. (I've been upwards of 7 or 8 in a night, before.) It's just that lately I haven't been getting very much sleep, so I haven't really been getting into my later REM periods like I do when I'm well rested. I still have a lot of updating to do, from my notes, but there's been at least one night, this month, when I've remembered 3 or 4 dreams.

Though I don't really have too many nights' worth of dreams for this month, so I should be all updated soon.

Seriously, very good dream recall. How long did the first dream last? Sounds like it lasted awhile.

hi lucid, dont know if you mean my city dream or someone elses message, i find everytime i l.d when i wake up its virtually always 30 mins. later
when i was wandering around the city it seemed like quite a long time, in the dream i was starting to get quite bored, the one thing that made it enjoyable was getting really good at flying, i can turn a corner like grand prix driver