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Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

No recall from the night before this

04-09-11 Weeds themed dream, fragments only. Silas and Shane are there.

I find myself a big bag of weed and fancy a smoke, but I am missing the tobacco. I head for the shop and tell myself that I need to get rid of the tobacco after having smoked up, so I won't take up smoking cigarettes again.
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I am in a museum or shop of some description and there is an exhibition going on in one of the back rooms. There is a poster on the building that explains that there are two types of fees that you can select between.

I approach the guard sitting in the museum and asks him what type of payment I should select. “entry fee” and “support”, are the two options. He recommends just entry fee, he doesn't believe I will be taking advantage of the full benefits of support. I end up paying 3 fees and feel a bit ripped off.

When I get in I am surprised to see that it isn't an exhibition on parrots as I had expected, but rather medical equipment. More specifically I am told it is Orthopedic tools and procedures, which makes sense when I look at the pictures and some of the people there.

Thure arrives and I wonder how he got in so quickly and if he has even paid his ticket. We wander around for a little while before leaving as the exhibition isn't that relevant for us. I feel a bit annoyed having paid the money I have, though I find consolation that at least they are being used charitably.
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There is a blonde woman with us outside and it is late afternoon/evening I think. Someone asks where we are supposed to go and I point in the direction I know to be correct. The woman tells me that it wasn't the way we came and she would like to take the route she knows to be correct.

I let her, because I briefly doubt myself if I have made the right call. We start walking shortly after having a small discussion if it is OK to do it like that.

As we walk I look out towards my right and find a landmark I know. I had been pointing in the right direction, but we just carry on though the road I suggested would have been much quicker.

Notes: I am unsure if this fragment here is part of the above mentioned dream or the one below.
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I am walking through the streets at night, the place feels like Bournemouth though on retrospection it looks nothing like it.

There are loads of pushers walking around, selling mainly weed and hash. I keep just refusing them, feeling like I might become addicted if I say yes.

At one point I run into an Old friend, Mark. He is one of the pushers and I just walk past him like I have the others. However I look back towards him and he turns and looks at me, then recognise me and throw me a lump of hash free of charge.

The texture is very soft compared to how it normally feels and I can sort of rub it out between my fingers.
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Think there are huge chunks of the dream missing.

I am walking around in a field, which isn't a farmed field. The grass is yellowish and the sun looks like late afternoon.

We are a few of us there looking for either a monkey, a kid or a wolf. This whatever it is has threatened one of the group with a knife.

The knife has been found a bit up the field and it looks like a mixture of a scouts knife and a machete. Something is ironic with this thing that was after one of us, something about him being left out in the rain because.. argh.. shaky recall.

We hear singing and dancing behind us and turn around to see native Americans, or people honouring aspects of native American culture, singing and dancing around a fire.

“Awesome, that is cool” I say and from the right hand side two of our crew members come out and start making their way to join them.
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Birds eye view of Nancy and Andy (from Weeds again, nearly done watching them all I swear) on a cliff side. There is a small narrow passageway and there is a long way down, yet still they are fighting, slapping each other and running past one another.
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I am looking at a car driving through a tunnel. All of a sudden a person jumps from the side walk with a generous amount of clothes and boxes onto the front window of the car. She latches onto it and start punching through the soft fabric of the roof of the car.

The woman remnds me of Lisbeth, with rather big eyes and long curly brown hair.

The driver, a vampire, looks annoyed, but calm and collected he just raises his gun and pulls the trigger roughly in the area of where her arm is poking through. She looks up and I think is as stunned as I am that the bullet missed her.

There is a voice that beckons her to stay in character for just a bit longer, which she tries to.

When she gets off the car it is in a strange fashion. She sorts of slips down the hood and under the car. There is a small rectangular window from inside the car over one of the wheels, which are train wheels. Through this window/hole you see the woman get cut through the middle of her body by the train wheel.

Apparently this was part of the plan cause next thing that happens is that two grey vampires or demons come flying through the air holding onto the woman, who is now also completely grey. You get the feeling that she is receiving healing.

The perspective is no longer rushing behind the car but is stationary outside the tunnel. Along the two demons holding onto her there is also another demon that looks like a mixture between a dog and a horse, also completely grey, though I also have this feeling that the grey thing is temporary.

The demon dog/horse seems like the leader of the pack and is holding a vampire in it's jaws around his midsection.

We are preparing for confrontation. I see multiple vampires appear, one of them looks a lot like he could be in Kiss, with the whole black leather outfit along with half a mask completely white.

I believe the first wave of vamps is handled by our strike force, but the next one is handled by me. We have pushed into a large circular hall of sorts. I am using magic. I pull up these redish energy shields that bubble up from the ground and surrounds the people in the room.

I position myself a bit better so I can manage to cover all of us while still be in the front to face the vamps. They start by rushing the shield and bounce back off of it. Then I grab a few of them mentally and keep slamming them against the shield, which looks rather weird from the birds eye perspective I am in. This little group I have hold off is bouncing in between the rest of the vamps placed in the front.

After a while of this small chunks fall off the vampires and I know that the ones starting to drop this are done for.

The shield is still up and the next move I attempt I am not sure if I am successful with, though I think I am partially. I kneel down and point my hand, fingers spread out, towards the opposing team and start rambling in some weird language that I probably made up myself. The concluding word is Fuego!

The spell I am throwing is intended to send a wave of fire through the vamps, but when I look at it from the birds eye view it looks only like the first couple of lines starts igniting, though the flame wave is invisible.

I am back in my body and keep my eyes closed visualising how the vamps will just ignite instead, it will do the trick equally as good as the flame wave I intended.

While knelt down I get a stray thought of Raistlin of Dragon Lance and Cameron steps up to me and say “Brother, with your new strength you are decimating them”. He also sounds concerned if I will be able to hold it up for long. The new strength he is referring to is the Winter Knight mantle of Dresden so there is a big happy mix up of literary mages in me.

“Silence!” I shout through my teeth. Decimation is not enough. These creatures need to be exterminated so I call up the next spell. False Dawn. Should be nasty towards vampires and I again am watching myself from the outside, as I start channelling energy.

All of the group is huddled under my shield and there is a sigil appearing over me that looks a bit like the eye of Horus and is growing brighter and brighter. At the same time I look through the massive windows on opposite sides (if you can talk about sides in a circle), and it looks like dawn is coming.

I wake up, feeling elated and happy, channelling magic always seem to do that for me.
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My family and I are taking off, this is the last day of the holiday and as can only be expected they are in a hurry to get back. My sister tells me to pack up and get ready, because we are not going to wait much longer.

We are driving some big family car, quite similar to the one my parents have just invested in though with much more space in the back.

As we are driving I want to lay down and get a small nap. This mission of mine is complicated by the fact that my niece is out and about actually just walking around in the car. She gets over to me and starts talking to me, she seems excited and she calls my name in what I perceive to be her first words.

My sister and brother-in-law stand up and lean towards the back window so there is a lot of room for my niece to play around. She just won't shut up having just discovered language. I lie down and ask my parents where the hell we are anyway as I have no idea where or why we have been on holiday.

Poland my mother tells me and I think “fine”. I look up towards my niece and see that besides her now talking away like mad, walking around like there is no tomorrow she also has a full set of teeth, so I decide to look at my hand.

My hand looks perfectly normal, but the whole scenario is just too weird for me not to be dreaming. So I start flying backwards through the rear window and through it.

I spend a bit of time looking around stabilising a bit, but Chichén Itzá is on my mind from the start. I am in the middle of a village, where the shops and restaurants look like they do in Århus, but the city is much smaller and seems more like a village in the country side.

I ask around for Chichén Itzá and I am told that it is just up the road, however I think that the person who told me this might just be referring to a restaurant with that name.

Superman comes walking down the pedestrian zone and I think “Brilliant, you can take me there quickly”. So I ask Superman to take me to Chichén Itzá and he complains a bit about being super busy, but I insist that it will only take him like 10 seconds or so and he agrees.

So I run to catch up with him and then I see another Superman coming walking down in the opposite direction, great two of you will get me there twice as fast. I was worried that the first one might just me a person dressing up, and now I am sort of convinced though I keep trying to believe that they can really take me where I want to go.

They grab my hands and hold them above my and their heads before they throw me up in the air and I land maybe 5 metres down the road. Wicked, no cigar.

I start walking through and open restaurant, meaning the street just sort of turns into the restaurant. As I get to the back of it Line from my primary school class greets me and welcomes me to the reunion. I give her a brief hug and look around at the assembly. I don't particularly see anyone I recognise, but assume them to be my old class.

I excuse myself and tell them all that I have somewhere I need to be and jump backwards out of a window, to the surprise of my old school mates. They draw sharp breaths and sigh as they see my descent turn into a small flight step.

I fall from maybe 10 metres and is briefly scared of this. I look up to my left and the landscape keeps going up. There is a stream with some weird statues of really large pigs/cows (one of them reminds me a lot of the grey demon dog/horse from the previous dream).

I fly up the stream and notice some farmland on my right at one point and I know this zone to be unproductive for my efforts at getting to the pyramid. So I look to my left out over the village I have just been in. It looks weird like a small village with the buildings of a larger city.

The landscape starts blurring a bit so I verbally command an increase in clarity, which I am successful with. Then I look up at the sun and demand more lighting. Compared to the darkness of night from before I get a slight improvement to dawn like light. I keep shouting out for more and the sun obeys me but only in a small circle in front of me.

After a while I sense my speech becoming blurry and as expected wake up about 1 second after this realisation.

Evolventity's Dream

September 03, 2011

(Regular Dream, Fragment)
-Talking to angry deer in a forest.

(Regular Dream, Fragmented)
-A very glitch dream in which I am with two other people and within a building of my apartment complex. We are floating through a hole in the floor. I feel like I am in a club house. Someone asks for juice and water and we try to transport it through the hole. When going through the hole at the same time as a friend, we both become stuck and laugh.

(Regular Dream, Fragment)
-I walk into the bathroom after being in my bedroom. I look into the mirror and have a difficult time trying to look at my eyes. When I see them, my vision shakes quickly, and my eyeballs were missing their iris's; completely white. I sit back on the ground as M* walks in. I pout (maybe even cry) saying that my prescription is making my hallucinate.

The email below dropped into my phone while I was sleeping at 1:18 am

After I read it i dropped off to sleep.

I saw a drawing of a man on finger tips with elbows bent. He was down on the grownd. He had shoes on and was ballancing on the toe of his shoes with his head turned to his right.

I was looking at him as he was down on the grownd on toe-tips and finger-tips with head turned to his right, looking in my direction but studying a horrizontal crack, (maybe in a wall). Studying a “space between“.

That was the visual.

His right leg was slightly up, and out, knee bent.

It then seemed to me that he had found a crack, (a space-between) low-down on a wall and was down on the grownd investigating it.

The this morning as I think about it, the way his right foot was positioned, maybe he was preparing to come through the crack, (the space between).

Slept, woke.

Woke to the image of a drawing of a hand with all four fingers touching the thumb. Fingers and thumb pionting up.

When i do it my hand is too short and chubby. The hand in the dream was longer, slender and artistic.

I will post this to my dream views dream journal, (minus reference to you) because it is a Chicken Itza shared dreamjng night.

9 am Saturday 3/ Sept/11 here in Adelaide, South Australia, now

No, i will post as is because I never mentioned your name.

Bihon's Dream

Fragments: Air Hockey, turns out not to be, but rather a cheese game, my uncle, talk, on the computer in my room. Something really dark, a happening, a boy, death? My friend's grandparents warning be about something...

Vesterguard's Dream

29-08-11 Fragment. I think Puffin is flying around in circles above me. Someone is telling me that they need a person or a swallow to increase the chance of success. Might be Celia of Weeds.
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I am picking up a coffee table for a family friend (or family member).

It is not that big and it has to get loaded into a truck. I am loading the truck in my grandfather's drive way trying to make everything fit. The way I do this is by both using a side opening and the rear.

Think my grandfather is talking about a guy that both him and Steen are afraid of. Telling me that I am packing it all wrong.

I tell them to get off my back as I am trying to help, besides I am pretty confident I can make room for all of it.

I notice the coffee table we have just picked up has some severe scratches from transport.

They keep bitching about my packing skills and I tell them I will kick their arses if they don't lay off, which they don't. I run towards them, they flee inside the house and downstairs. The stairs are wider than normal and where the toilets are.

Besides this there is a thin yellow brick wall securing that no one falls down and the wall behind the stairs is covered in mirrors. They keep running from me so I pick up a big hammer from just outside the door and know one of the bricks out of the wall and throw it downstairs.

I break some table and make a mark in one of the mirrors and I think to myself that it might be tricky replacing that mirror in the position it is in. I feel sort of gleeful for this.
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I am lying in my bed in our new flat in Japan. I want to.. ehm.. please myself, but my mum is calling me that food is served. I know before my sister tells me that it has meat in it.

I do stop to think about sushi alternatives without fish (?) but sort of forget about it again.

“But mum, it has beef in it”. It doesn't matter my mum say, though it certainly matters to me.

She brings the pack of food up to my room and on it, it says: “Vegetarian, with Beef”. This of course I find utter ridiculous, but also wonder briefly if it is some sort of tofu solution.

My mum or my sister tells me that she is already late, and that she may in fact have missed the public transport.

skip

There is a guy in my room, or I am in his and he tells me that he has an electrician coming over because there is no juice in his lamp output.

I look up and it looks like the one in my ceiling, though this is neatly attached to the wooden ceiling.

I plug one of those screwdrivers in that will tell you if there is current, which I find there is. I tell him there is plenty of juice, but that he must have done something wrong.

Evolventity's Dream

August 28, 2011

(Regular Dream, Fragmaneted) | Fell asleep by 3:30AM, woke up at 8:00AM.
-I've started my dream as a continuance to my night before I had actually fell asleep. My mom, laying in her bed and me sitting on the black cushion futon on the floor, tells me I need to go to sleep because we have to wake up in about 3 hours. I have to go to middle school. I don't want to go of course. (Skip) My sister A* is on the phone with my mom. I'm mad at A* and she mentions that she is driving me to school tomorrow. I also remember being in the kitchen listening to A* yap about leather wallets. (Skip) I'm laying on the futon thinking. "I don't have to go to middle school! I'm already going to a public charter high school!" I tell my mom and she says it's mandatory that I go for 2 weeks. Note: I'm surprised I didn't realize this was a lucid dream because going back to middle school is a big dream sign of mine.

(Regular Dream, Fragmented) | Fell asleep ~2PM, woke up at 6:40PM.
-I'm trying to escape a group of employees from a firework stand that I had pretended to steal from. I hop onto the top a bounce house of another fire work stand and remain stuck. I notice the stands are very similar and plagiarizing is at hand. I see a man from a porn video crawl towards me.

-I'm in my bedroom with forceez and his girlfriend. He wants to grab something near me, I think something from inside a box, but I won't let him. I pretend to put his girlfriends number inside of a sock, along with a razor blade. I swing it in a circular motion and he avoids my area. He wants her number so he can call her. I think it's pretty ridiculous how he' falling for this sock thing.

Vesterguard's Dream

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

28-08-11 I walk into Drew's room and he is playing computer games. He has 12 hours off and I ask him if he intends to spend all of those playing computer games. I sort of want him to come along, but he doesn't want to do anything but play.

I think he is there with his girlfriend, but she isn't going to be there.
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I am in eastern Europe walking up to a gold course. The weather is sunny and we are walking uphill.

Some of the family friends are there. I am going to play golf, but I know already that I don't meet the requirements to go on the full course, but will have to settle for the par 3 course. The full course looks like it is located in a farmland zone.

I go to play golf with my dad, but it is a really weird par 3 course. It can't actually be described as a par 3 at all.

First of all the shots has to be fired from inside a room on a floor above the course. I can't find my way into this room so the way I shoot the first couple of shots is by reaching in behind a grass curtain and popping out the ball, which results in comparatively horrible shots compared to the people who are hitting the balls with clubs from behind the wall.

I see my dad in there and ask how to get in, and he swiftly directs me. On the way in I notice these scoreboards that proclaim I have 55 (or 53) shots per hole, which is utter ridiculous.

Inside I can't even hit the balls and I have to kneel down and reach under some wooden box to get out the ball, which counts as a shot and a new ball appear. My shot is shown on a TV screen and a guide tells me that it is too soon to attempt putting.
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Following Andy Belflour through a couple of attempts at solving a puzzle in a burning house. It starts with him shooting a cat/rat to obtain a key to the door that will lead him to the second floor. Don't know what happens after, but there is a woman commenting his lack of skills at the scenario.
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We are in a military squad and we are chasing a predator (from the movies). A few of the guys fall prey to him.

We are in a scenario that seems a mixture of a construction site and muddy jungle, though the mud seems made from tire tracks.

At one point I observe the predator turning invisible and start targeting people with the signature three dots. Some of the people with me might actually turn invisible as well.

Back at base there is a message from Atras. It explains that we have a new vehicle available on the mission.

Immediately after this the dream jumps to showing the predator pursuing a female member of our squad. They are both on motor cycles and she can't shake him. However she activates this machine in the middle of the site that has an arm that starts spinning around. On it's way around it picks up either another vehicle or container and as it swings around the woman ducks under it, but the predator aint that lucky and smashes into it head first.

This may be the vehicle Atras was talking about.
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Reading DV forum threads. Mancon explains that his reasons for joining IOSDP is that he believes it in his heart that shared dreaming is possible and is looking for experiential confirmation as there is no recognised scientific support or even possible explanations yet (there are a few, though they are ousted from the mainstream community).

In another thread someone is questioning Nomad why he couldn't get into, I believe you call it ivy league universities. And asks if he has a criminal record or something.

He replies that he couldn't because of behvor (the spelling was also wrong in the dream, hence I have replicated it here ^^).

Notes: The reason I have joined IOSDP is exactly as posted by Mancon in my dream, and I have no clue if Nomad has gone to university or not, so sorry for dragging your guys into my head like this ^^. On a positive note, this is the first time IOSDP members figure in my dreams.
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In the beginning of the night I keep waking up and falling into very similar dreams. These dreams consists of protecting the spirit of Ayahuasca from misunderstanding and abuse.

One of these representations of her is a rather large woman. I keep thinking to myself how awesome it would be to actually meet her without taking the vine of souls (though I also want to try that)
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Very short Lucid.

I see the dream manifest around me and I want to give it a bit of time to stabilise.

I am standing in a doorway and the scenery is forming around me, the light indicates daytime. There is a yellow building outside and a lot of people on the streets. I walk outside looking around.

I am gonna try a new way of getting to Chichén Itza this night. I want to try and summon a UFO to take me there, but it is too early for it, it will wreck the dream if I try it now I sense.

So I keep watching the scenery, there is a brown(ish) building with a curved rooftop and it is actually rather tall. I am trying to calm down, which is very hard this time because I feel truly amazing. Like I am floating, but it is different to how I normally feel when flying. Think the best way of describing the feeling is like floating on a cloud of love.

The dream fades, but I am left with the floating-love sensation in my bed, so it aint all bad.

Thebeastofold's Dream


Dinner fight with mom and dad...


I was sitting at a large dinner table and my parents and someone i thought was my cousin were there...all of a sudden my folks and i were yelling at each other for absolutely no reason...I told my cousin to get out! my cousin said oh well, that means youve got to do the dishes... and they left....they?!?!? all of a sudden my cousin was twins..weird...so they both walked out....I yelled goddamnit!! and i went into the kitchen and started clearing the table and doing dishes..mom and dad went into the room off the kitchen was were discussing something that sounded humerous and light hearted..they would sound excited and laugh from time to time... the dream shifted


Alien rescue mission?


i was headed to walmart on some kind of rescue mission....either rescuing aliens or rescuing some people from aliens..i didnt know.......i had in in my head the mission would be revealed when i got there......i walked into the front door of walmart and saw a bunch of weird men in black type weapons on the wall tomy left...i had to climb on top of a pallett of clothes pile like 6 feet high to get to them...a guy walked up to me as i was climbing and i decided he was the enemy..so i grabbed a weird rifle, figured out how to load the clip into it and aimed it at him and pulled the trigger..all it did was make a muffled hiss sound...ad he smiled at me..i kept pulling the trigger and he started laughing and said loudly...thats not a weapon, its a vaginal relaxer! eh?!?!?!?!?!? um ok......so i put it right in his face and started frantically pullingthe trigger until he eventually passed out......i grabbed a weapon that resembled the handguns from babylon5 out of the hand of a guy that just walked up to me and i shot the guy on thje floor about 5 or 6 times..energy pulse weapon...sounded really cool......i jumped down and walked around randomly started shooting people i thought were the enemies...when i was done, and i just knew somehow i had killed all the enemies......a lady walked up to me with a smile and said you did it! but now were out of tv's....dreamshifted again...

mom eavesdropping blogs... dream fragment...


I was sitting at a computer in what looked like an old classroom and i was looking at miscelaneous blogs and mom was standing right behind me leaning over reading over my shoulder... woke up at thsi point and went back to sleep immediately...


dream journal under table somewhere?


i was in a dining room somewhere..it idnt look familiar...and i had the previous dreams in my head and i was crawling around under all the tables inthe room looking for my dream journal so i could write them down....under the table si found every notebook ive ever owned, even some i had as a kid..but no dream journal...then i had a false awakening..i was dreaming i was laying in bed writing my dream journal..then i woke up for real, and had to write it all over again..hehe

Evolventity's Dream

August 27, 2011

(Regular Dream, Fragment) | Fell asleep ~5AM, woke up at 1:50PM.
-Timon, from Lion King, is charging me multiple times by my command.

(Regular Dream)
-I walk into a darkened area with another person. It seems like the back of a building and is pretty ghetto. The walls, people, and floor all look grunge. I see a man near a room, maybe a storage or garage. I'm standing in an open area. I am told to ask for a job. A couple others and I ask if we can sweep. There are already a couple of people sweeping the floor. The scene is much clearer now and I can tell we are in a ballroom. The walls and floor are a brownish color. It's very dim inside. I grab a broom and begin sweeping without the mans approval. He tells us to stop and we continue. We all ask for the price to be paid. He says $2. I yell $10 an hour. Everyone laughs. I say $5. Everyone thinks $2 is more. I explain the math and $5 is agreed upon. We sweep away. (Fragment) Still in the same ballroom, we are taking a yoga class. I remember crossing my arms as an 'X' and laying them on my forehead when laying down on my back, like everyone else. Somehow the dream turns bad and I'm trying to escape everyone. I'm hanging from the curtains very high up. I guess there are some people on my side being that they are chaining their bodies with mine using rope to reach the floor. (Fragment) I'm now a different person; a goddess or princess whom is trying to escape the ballroom. After walking down the cement stairs, she is barred in a cage and not able to go out. The man she is trapped by is looking at her.

(Lucid Dream)
-It's day time. I'm standing out of M*'s car along with my sister J* in the parking lot where he usually parks. We're talking about the changing color of the sky which we are able to control. The ease of using our mental will to change the color is like rolling a pencil with our fingers. Though, when adjusting the color of the sky, only the individual can see the color of which they willed. I asked J* what color she's using and she replies "purple." When looking into the sky, I had been continuously altering mine. J* and M* walked toward the apartment as I walked the opposite direction through the parking lot. I continue to look into the varied sky and its clouds. I think to myself how beautiful it is and that I don't often see things like this. I find myself making large jumps forward. I think that it's probable to make these jumps in the waking world. I look back at the sky and then it hits me. The only time I see scenes like this are in dreams and these jumps are surely not possible in the waking world. I'm dreaming. I continue to walk forward. I turn right at the corner when I reach the street. I am singing very loudly. The lyrics come to me without any focus and they are pretty damn good. I think about stabilization and take a look at my hands. I pretend to grab a pair of glasses and put them on my face, creating a sharper image. I see a car driving towards me a little ways down the street. I lay to the ground and lick the floor to help stabilize. It was rough as expected. I remember my little doubt problem I used to have and once again my vision is stamped with blackness, on my left side. Whenever this happens it feels like I am being blocked. I try to blink it away. I see a curtain and sunshine. I'm awake.

Thebeastofold's Dream


hollywood and razor wire...


only a fragment unfortunately....

I was in a parking lot with a multi floor building on one side and a tall razor wire covered fence protecting an open dirt field on the other side..i could see the hollywood sign across the street infront of me, i moved all around the parking lot with my camera trying to get a full shot of the sign, but i could never find the right spot to do so.....woke up...

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

Vesterguard's Dream

Note: Had no recall for yesterday's attempt so haven't posted anything, however I hope my fairly productive night will make up for this

22-08-11 I am at a supernatural convention. Basically it is a big hall where beasts and entities are gathered to find work or clans to hang out with. I am some kind of vampire and assassin and I am there with a mate who is a therianthrope.

We have little cards that describe who and what we are and what sort of salary we are entitled to. My mate gets almost double of my 200 dollars, because he is a shifter and not just a vamp like me. We try and find work where there is room for both of us, which I think we are successful at.

There may be an attack on the convention, which forces a skip to our new workplace.

There is a female assassin dressed in detailed black/dark leather armour. I am somehow connected to this female, we seem to have special abilities. She can teleport and I am busy teaching myself how to fly in the courtyard of the hangout to increase my value.

At first it is just long jumps with a slow fall towards the ground. Gradually I manage to remain airborne by adding large swimming motions with my arms and as the dream progress the movement requirements gets smaller and smaller.

In the same courtyard the female assassin demonstrates her teleporting abilities by porting with the werewolf I am becoming friends with (might be my mate from the beginnig, though so may the female). She ports up drop off the wolf that starts falling she ports again, and the again while she keeps picking up the wolf and taking him higher and higher into the air.

Her teleporting looks like Nightcrawler of the X-men films with the black smoke after each port.

Our boss is there watching and I start flying around, while explaining the obvious benefits of having a flying vamp around. This I do to get a raise (xD). I think I manage to convince the boss, because he starts talking about us already moving into executive range, I am happy, so is my mate.

I fly upwards sort of spiraling it is daylight and the sky is very blue with quite some amount of clouds in it, we are in a different larger rectangular courtyard, we fly upwards and I start to wonder how high I can go (My very first lucid included the experience of flying upwards and then reappearing at the ground later, thought it to be lack of imagination).

I realise I can keep going, but it will just take time. I land on the building and starts running immediately, I am joined by my friend (I know not if this was the werewolf or the lady, though I am having trouble disentangling them at this point).

I run as fast as I can for the sheer pleassure, I jump off the edge, enjoys the fall and takes off into flight at the last moment. I then fly to a little café on an elevated wooden platform and grabs the head of an elderly female before she realise what is going on, I drink a tiny bit from her neck and mind trick her into forgetting. I might give her blood to help heal (TB style).

I look around no one seems to have noticed, I know I am the type that wouldn't kill, I know I only need a tiny bit of blood, though I am a bit unsure as to how much this business of flying will drain my reserves.

Skip.

First mission, we are in the realm of fae, we are in a building, with very small rooms, essentially not high enough to the ceiling for me to take off into flight. We are here investigating, something has happened and we need info.

We end up in front of a small table with goblins/dwarf/halfling type creatues around, towards one of the bookshelves in the corner (which later appear on the table) I see a plop, it looks a bit like the non-specific construct when Reynolds is first learning about his ring in Green Lantern from the bird man, though I only see a part and glimpse of it and the colour is silver to grey.

I know magic has been used then and I suspect we are talking about mind fucking magic (against the laws, as all Dresden readers will know ^^). The air around the table has taken on a misty blue feeling, feels more dense and colourful than waking life (outside the fae realm).

I am about to switch on my sight, which will allow me to observe residual magic, I press the spot of my third eye, but realise there is fae/goblin around us and they seem to be helping at the minute, so I ask them to do it, because the sight off course will be with me forever and it might look really nasty.

First I ask right, but he says he aint a practitioner, then I ask the halfling/dwarf on my left and he does it and confirms that there be residual magic, mind magic, from the way it looks he confirms that it has been “used for construction”.

I get the meaning of this, someone is running around acting on either wrong ideas or images.

Slight skip, due to montage and a mainly orange piece of crude artwork that describes fire goblins (one of the people I was just talking to) it says that they are vicious, can kill themselves or bring beasts in for the fun as well without any particular preference, they will follow your lead one moment and turn on you the next.

Dangerous fuckers in other words.

Skip.

Back in the realm of the faeries I have a birds eye view of a river with green beds and lots of plants, I see a woman headed in one direction and then a person (presumably a fire goblin) shouts out for his beasts to start a good hunt, I see wolves, raptors and other beings as well start darting towards the woman.

Then there is a voice that says “... for questions three” and the woman (apparently a cunning wizard) latch on to the opportunity, turns around and shouts “parley” (like the pirates films I think) and all the beasts stop, I mean they don't just break and stand there, they freeze in time, it would seem like the goblin is bound by words and promises as the rest of the faes.

However the wizard wastes no time and opens a way back into the normal realm. This way or gate or portal looks incredible, a little area of all the colours of the visible spectrum.

She and me back in the vamp character find herself on the same riverbed, but the real world version of it, in fact she is quite conveniently located, though she had to gamble opening the way from the fae, which you never know where will open up in the real world.

I start flying back towards camp next to the river. Then I see my wolf mate, he is walking happily along the river singing something. I fly over him, but slow down and start walking on the muddy ground waiting for him to catch up so I can chill out to the lovely music.

I start explaining that the woman is getting better though she was lucky as always with the way she escaped from the Nevernever and came out in such a safe location.
…

I don't remember what led to me turning lucid, in fact I only remember fragments of the dream. Think that on this occasion, which is rare for me, I actually managed to continue sleeping after a lucid dream. Suppose that does score a point for the state dependant memory of dreams theory.

The lighting is really bright. It is probably something like noon and I realise I am dreaming. I look out over the lands and expect Chichén Itzá to appear on my left. It does and I get excited. However it doesn't look completely like it does now.

First of all I am not at Chichén Itzá, but rather I am at the sea and I have long travel ahead of me through jungle and Mayan villages. It is only El Castillo I see in the back ground.

The villages themselves look like they would have back when the civilisation was active, rich in colourings. However the architecture of the houses also look like they have a mixture of 1001 night design in them.

I start making my way through the city and although I am impatient, as I want to get to El Castillo really quickly, I continuously force myself to relax, which in the city results in me noticing and taking time to stroke a shoulder of one of the Mayans, who all look like farmers or common people dressed in white. There may be someone not wearing shirts as well.

There might be something about a Jaguar, which might just be me thinking of a Jaguar in all fairness.

I remember it being quite a slow trot to get to El Castillo and when I get there it might not look exactly like it does in waking life.

I fly/run around shouting screaming at other dreamers that I am here, though I don't find anyone, I don't particularly remember being alone when I decide to light the beacon.

My beacon isn't how it looks on the website and I know this, but this seems to be the most stable lucid I have had in a while so I try if I can make something cool.

I raise my hand towards the sky and throw a spell. The spell is designed to make fire rise in a straight lance from my upwards faced hand. At first I don't look up, just waiting a bit so I can use the expectation trick again, it doesn't work though.

The only thing that happens is the fingertips on my right hand turn extremely hot. I mean place your hand on a hot plate for several seconds hot, though I feel the heat, the pain doesn't seem present. But I get scared and stop.

I don't remember if I threw the beacon before running around shouting, and I am sure there is more to this dream. Also I don't know where I got the following names from, but they are picked up in dreams and think they might be this one.

Vanessa (or similar); Mary/Mara.
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I am at my grandfather's place. My mum is putting diapers on my niece, two of them. I ask her why 2, she replies “because I can”. Whatever.

I pick up my niece and play a bit with her, my mum tells me not to over excite her. She turns into a cat and picks up a pillow and starts playing with it while I hold her.

She is playing with it classic cat style, on her back all four legs stretched upwards, kicking with her back legs while holding on with her front paws and biting. (People with cats will probably know what I mean =P)

Skip.

Standing at the fridge, doing something.

Something about buying chips and gambling, my granddad wants to teach my mum or niece. My dad tells him there is nothing to teach as it is just turning money into another form of currency.

I just overhear this conversation.

Evolventity's Dream

August 21, 2011

(Regular Dream) Fell asleep ~5AM, woke up at ~8AM, fell asleep at 10AM, woke up at 4:30PM.
-I'm walking passed a local Verizon store and it's night time. I'm with a couple of other people; I don't know most of them. We have a plan to do something. We arrive in an area like a parking lot. I see an apartment neighbor (W*) and he is talking to me about something. This crew I'm with wants to have some "fun." According to them it is fun to hop in a van, speed down a street, and let yourself crash. I don't think it's a great idea. There's already a white van with us that we're going to use. I remember seeing a large building with shiny windows in the distance. I see some flammable liquid on the floor of the back of the van in front of the passenger seat. I light it while someone is sitting there in hopes that it will prevent the van from being used. It ignites but goes out. (Skip) I remember holding a little girl in the back of the van. Her mother is near behind me. I'm positioning us so that when we crash, we will not be too damaged. I look through the front window and see we're zooming down a steep street close to an intersection. It's pretty dark. I see some trees at the corners and a couple cars' headlights. I see in third person outside of the vehicle that we're going to crash. (Skip) Ambulances and cop cars have swarmed the area. I see the passengers covered in bloody injuries. Everyone is going to be arrested for playing such a game. I talk to one cop about not arresting the little girl, and an older woman. I also think about how I shouldn't being arrested either considering I wasn't intentionally involved. (Skip) A large bucket, about 200 gallons, hangs in the air 10 feet above the passengers. It spills and splashes a green acid onto them. Punishment?

(Regular Dream)
-K*G* and I are in my sister J*'s bedroom as she is laying down in her bed. The scene switches to her laying in her bed in my bedroom. The sun is lighting up the room through the window like usual. K*G* and I are giving her sugar. She gets annoyed and goes to the bathroom. We go back to her bedroom. J* calls K*G* a bitch. I say "wtf?" K*G* is upset and pissed so she grabs her backpack to leave. I follow her to the door and feel angry at her. J* comes to the door and then asks K*G* to cuddle with her.

(Regular Dream, Fragmented)
-I'm at Ross with my cousin C*. She beings telling others about an outfit I picked form the store that won me a car from Oprah. She tries to find the specific pair of shorts but we tell her they won't be here because the stock changes. -I'm still in Ross with the same layout except it's like a hospital. I'm with another older woman and she has a daughter about 5 years old. We are waiting for her grandfather to come out of the surgery room. I walk through a hall and grab him. He didn't have surgery yet but we walked out anyway. He sees an unknown girl and says "Is that my grandson?" I direct him to the right and present him to his granddaughter and he says "Oh, my grandson." (Skip) He's sitting in a chair while other people he knows are talking around him. I feel like an foreigner. He looks at me and I see that he is very dusty. I give him a handshake and step back. Then I give him a hug. We both smile. -I'm still at Ross and am with a woman and her 18~ year old daughter. We are looking for shampoo and come across some bubble bath that I remember as a child. It looks very familiar, like the exact one I used to have. I pick up the grape one from the brightly lit shelves and try to smell its nostalgic aroma. The daughter also grabs bottles and sniffs them. A worker to our right seems to dislike this, even though the one I'm sniffing had already been open and they are not sealed. She speaks into her walkie-talkie to the supervisor, giving our description, what's happening and what our vehicle looks like. The three of us head to the white van, slowly at first, and then rushing. I pull the handle of the door and sit inside quickly. I think I have an eyeglass cloth with me. We drive in a circle and then exit near a Denny's. As we're driving, we see another van with people from Ross speeding over 10 mph faster. A guy from the passenger seat in the front yells "Pull over!" and uses his hands to point. They u-turn back around to speed past us again. I think about the cops coming and that I have a stolen item on me. I look for it and want to throw it out of the window.

Thebeastofold's Dream


Vacation to Australia and a turkey in the window?!?!


started i was walking down the street near my home IRL and i was thinking to myself, i couldnt go to australia right now, my dog cant stay in kennel that long, and who will look after my new kittens?!?!? all of a sudden i walked into a hotel room, and i felt as if i was actually in australia...i suddenly get a feeling of extreme urgency and i walk out a door in the opposite wall of the door i walked into, and there was a guy in an odd uniform, i assumed he was an aussie cop, so i walked up to him and asked what the emergency number here in australia was...like we have 911 in the us, what was it here? and he asked "youve got a situation?" and i said not really, i was just wondering thats all...he responded "well, if you had a situation, i couldnt tell ya, but if it was more calm, the number is..." and he turned and walked away mid sentence...so i turned around and walked back into the hotel room and i heard a loud crash outside the window inthe front of the room, so i went out a third door inthe front wall of the room (a hotel room with 3 outer doors?!?!?!? weird) and there was a huge turkey sitting on one of the bars across the window, like securtiy type bars...it landed ont he top crossbar.....it was looking around, and back and forth, looking at me from time to time./..i said i need a picture of this....nobody will believe i met an australian turkey!! i said outloud..lol!!! and i pulled out my camera, but everytime i looked through the camera view finder, the turkey either wasnt there or it moved around so much i couldnt get it in focus... so i put my camera in my pocket and pulled out my cellphone and was able to take a picure of it with that.....i mumbled to myself something about the camera shop didnt re-align my camera correctly, i'll have to take it back to them again.... woke up...



driving slow and listening to the radio....



i was sitting in a vehicle, at the time i didnt know which one or whose it was..and i was sitting in the back of a parking lot listening to the radio in the dark, the vehicle was idleing and it was very dark, i kept scanning through the freqs trying to find something specific, i dont know what...so i drove out of the parking lot, and slowly cruised down the road, i came to a stop sign and started fiddleing with the radio again....getting more and mroe frustrated at not being able to find a specific freq...i still dont know which freq i was looking for....so i turned right and i was still fiddleing with the radio as i went around the corner, i looked up and there was a pickup truck heading right for me head on! i jumped out of the vehicle i was in..it turned out to be my fathers truck......as i jumped out of the truck, both vehicles slowed dwon to almost a crawl..i was able to walk ahead about 20 yards or so and turn around to watch the collision...then they sped up and collided..they both burst into flames af if they had a billion little holes with fire shooting out of them..really weird, suddenly a guy appeared next to me..literally appeared out of thin air and said why dont you go inside and have a sit while we figure this up......at this point i started feeling terrible that i just totalled my dads truck....so i went inside and decided i had to use the bathroom, i walked into the mens room, and there didnt seem to be anything in there that resembled a toilet...(uh-oh) there was a strange steel square shaped thing on the wall, but it didnt seem to have an opening..there was a bigger shiny steel thing on the wall about 4 feet from the first one, so i lifted the lid..and it was an odd oval shaped gas bbq?!?!?! um..ok....then the guy who told me to come inside walked in and said, if you're finished, we can get started....and i said, where the hell if the toilet in this place?!?!?! and pointed around the corner to another shiny steel thing on a wall in the next room....i walkled over to it and lifted the lid..it was a toilet!! but it was off warped diamond type shape and i coulsdnt figure out how to sit on it....woke up


Psychic Christmas swap meet...

just a fragment i'm afraid...

i walked down a long empty hallway and came out into a strange indoor swapmeet type place....there was mostly christmas type items in every little space as far as the eye could see..i walked tothe other side of the room and around a corner to the left and there was another huge room full of people at tables facing each other murmuring..and other vendors selling crystals and incense etc....i started wandering around happily (these kind of places fascinate me IRW) woke up......

Randoman's Dream

im like this tiny animal like a mercat and im trying to protect my yongr the envierment keep changing and it makes it hard to stay away from this panther; it has gold fur then there this minkey that a boxer.He has really toned mucles and the panther turns in to a monky to it just gold and they all jump in this small shelter thats has no roof it small as a out house.They jump in threw the roof;then this mana ray spoops in from the scy and go in.It shakes a lot then i see the gold mokry get puch and he it the saide of the shelter and the wall brakes a little then it brakes all the way and the monky comes out and grabs the gold one around the neck and thows him into the water so he drownds then he throws the mata ray at him so he will get electracuted. then he just sit on a ledge next to a walk way. A lady comes around the corner on the walkway and he like look at that ass in my head so only i could hear, im humand now, i go with the girl

Evolventity's Dream

August 20, 2011

(Regular Dream) | Fell asleep by 4:30AM, woke up ~8AM, asleep at 10:30AM and woke up fully at 1:50PM.
-It's day time. I notice a crowd of bikers have arrived, it's like a convention. As I'm walking to my apartment door, two bikers back up into a parking spot near me. The dream glitches and they are on the sidewalk just in front of my door. I try to throw something into the dirt, like a piece of gum, and it hits the biker chick on the back. I say sorry but she gets off of her bike and begins complaining. She is 80 years old and has a horrible fake tan. I tell her not to kick me and she kicks her foot in the air and says "kick kick kick." I continue moving backward, and our dialogue is repeated many times, until I am near the apartment mailboxes across the parking lot and next to the garbage bins. Mancon comes along and says he's going to upload this in the main #DV room. I figure this lady and I are in a PM. (Skip) Instead of bikers inhabiting the complex, I now feel like they are DJ's and CD's are about to be burned. Images of colorful CD's being duplicated and enlarged fill my vision.

(Regular Dream, Fragment)
-I'm on M*s laptop again and notice the layout is distorted from messing with the source code. The text has changed and there is no memory on the drives. There is an option to kill and fix the computer, which I click.

(Regular Dream, Fragment)
-I'm laying in bed with M* in an unknown house or apartment, seemingly in a dining room-like area near a kitchen. We're enjoying our time together when my friend K*G* walks in with a crowd of friends whom are quite loud. Because M* is skittish around people like my friends, he tries getting up to leave and cries. I try to hold him with me. I stand up and explain to Kayla that he is shy.

(Lucid Dream, DILD)
-I'm hovering in the air above the black asphalt in the parking lot of my apartment complex. Luckily this LD has occurred in the day time. I continue to float around 5 feet in the air towards the main street through the less-steep road. As I slowly pass some bushes, I touch them and think how beautiful this moment is. I also wonder what other dreamers would think of simply enjoying the scenery in a dream. I turn the corner and see an attractive guy with black hair turn into the complex in a grey sports car. Even though he's gone I ask him why he did so in such a manner. He gave me a reply that I do not recall. I continue in the air up the street. I see a little black girl on the sidewalk who seems to need help. As I go to her, I acknowledge how I am using my arms like wings, in a robust but slow kind of way. I think that that the physical sensation of this is what has kept me lucid for the time I have been flying. My slight pessimism kicks in and I take a look at my hands to make sure I'm stabilized. I worry a bit about losing the dream. I address the girl and see she is wearing a yellow shirt with the letter "M", meaning McDonalds, on the front. I say "You are delicate." I try to pick her up to fly with me and lose my lucidity. Wake up.