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2/15/14 saturday

last night, bed around midnight - 9am

Everytime I woke up, I knew I had a dream. But it seems like I'm missing the recall just by seconds. Like catching the "red wave" at traffic light, when it seems like you catch every red light as yo go. If only you drove few seconds faster, you could get out of it.

I'll do better tonight. Reading book about Cayce. It really is awesome. It makes me pause after almost every sentence to be able to absorb what it's saying. I'm very inspired by it.

Im on a stage in front of 200-275 people, 3 pepole are facing the crowd in frount of me and i cant see who they are on their knees hands tied behind their backs. I have a gun in my hand. I take the gun and shoot the one on the far left in the back of the head after I shoot him I cant make out his face because his face has been blown off because of the gun. I proceed to shoot the other two in the head with the same result. Then I put the gun and just as pull the trigger I wake up. (Help I have been having this dream for a month now.)

Dream fragments:

I drove like a maniac to go to my house.
It was raining.
My dad waited for me at the door.
I did a RC next to my sister in dream but I don't remember what happened next.

Thor
I am Thor from the Marvel franchise. I have to defend this castle from this army of alien goblin things. (I don't know what exactly these things were, but they had humanoid bodies, wore crude-looking armor and utilized midevil weapons like swords and axes.)
Anyways the army has invaded the first line of our defenses and are in this large courtyard surrounded by a high castle wall with turrets built along the side. The entire dream has a dark orange atmosphere to it.
I jump in and start fighting. I seem to relatively immune to any of their attacks, but they are invading and killing people that are vulnerable, so I must act quickly to destroy this army as fast as possible.
I swing my hammer (Mjolnir) and can knock out a few of them at a time. When these beings get hit, they break apart as if they are made out of stone, and crumble into dust. It's going to take FOREVER to kill them all. I have NEVER seen an army this big in a dream before, there must have been a hundred thousand of these guys. Everything was huge. The castle, the army.
I am Thor, so I can use lightning.And this was the only moment where I may have become mildly lucid. I knew that I am not normally Thor, but I have knowledge of his abilities so something is amiss... But I am too caught up in the moment to properly question what is happening and become lucid.
I eventually try to jump into the air and slam my into the ground. This creates a shock-wave that blows away hundreds of these guys at a time, and they disintegrate into dust. This is the only way I can ever hope finish off this massive army in any reasonable time frame. I simply begin jumping (I am able to jump about 10 stories into the air.) around the area, repeatedly slamming the ground and clearing circles in this army.
I continue to do this for several minutes, mixing in a few other moves such as lightning and hammer throws and swings. I must note that the lightning was very cool and it was very easy to direct and bring out. Eventually the numbers of the army began to thin, and the remaining goblin creatures began to disperse and retreat.
I went inside one of the castle turrets and found myself in this really high tech room. There was a large window on one wall that was in fact a windscreen showing that I was in fact on a spaceship. (Huh... I did a lucid dream door portal while nonlucid)
Anyways, there was a "final boss" dream character here. I can't remember what they looked like. They were very resistant to my lightning and hammer blows. I simply had to corner them and hit them repeatedly. The dream had become something like a video game, and I could see that I was depleting their health only very slowly.

Fragment
I met these two kids who were both about ten years old. They were telling me about some story that they were collaborating on. It was an action adventure story about this rabid wolf character who goes up against an evil businessman and his robot army. They show me three pencil drawings. The first one shows several variants of robotic minions that the businessman owns, and diagrams their weapons and features. The second drawing shows the wolf character fighting some of the robots. The wolf character is very large and intimidating compared to the robots, and he has these swords mounted on his wrists that can cut the robots apart. I think there was a third picture that shows the evil businessman's airship.

Fragment
I am in a location that feels like the field behind my grandmother's old house, but converted into a park. The atmosphere was orange-ish. I was sitting on a swing-set and there was some interaction with two female dream characters that I cannot recall. I think they were pushing me on the swing.

I find myself after several dreams that slipped my mind outside of a strange warehouse. I am riding in a car with a man but I do not speak one word to him.The snow fills the parking lot as we pull up in our Sports car and drift around the parking lot I laugh for a bit and then get serious as I looked down and saw a gun was in my hand. We pull over next to a set of double doors and we get out and go through the grey metal doors. We enter inside and get teleported into a giant space craft. I look around and see several pictures of our spacecraft and admire its beauty. Some action goes down and some how one of our co members got some alien gunk on them and I helped rush them to the nearest bathroom. I put them in the shower and turned it on and looked around at other people with me. For some reason one of the other guys was now pooping on the toilet and another girl was chilling in back next to some wooden lockers. I pushed my head against the shower curtain and handed the lady inside the shower some type of gel to help remove the gunk. but she began to freak out saying I was trying to peak at her I assure her that I wasn't and I was only here to help. I get into the shower and some how show her my naked body saying see you can see me I don't care I'm only here to help you. She washed the gunk off and got out of the shower but I noticed that I also had some of this slime on me. I quickly scrubbed it off and got out of the shower and put on new clothing. I put on some boxers some shorts and then some jeans and a shirt. The person next to me asked me if i was ready for the cold and I told them yes I had some thick shorts on under my jeans. We walked out a door and I woke up in real life puzzled by what was just going on.

Alice (of Wonderland) kneels down and waits. I can see movement behind her, something approaching, but I can't see it clearly from this angle, it's hidden behind Alice, until it gets close enough to be standing right behind her: a man and a woman, something off about their eyes. I'm aware they're here to take her to (Purgatory or the Underworld, something like that). I can hear music, a tune that reminds me of vaudeville.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Three people from a motorcycle gang, driving down an empty highway surrounded by fields of tall dry yellow grass, passing a billboard where the ad's been scraped off. I can only remember vague fragments of the previous scene, but it had been focused on the leader of these three, and he'd been trying to escape something - fate, his role in life, something like that. The transition to this scene means he's failed to escape. He's thinking something about a murder that happened in the past. There are police ahead of them, waiting for them.

POV switches to those 'police', although they look more like military. Weapons are being distributed, grenade launchers, and one of them exclaims over the model, he's very knowledgeable about it and excited to be using it - he says his father or uncle used this same model in a certain war. Another cop, one who'd been in that war himself, says something sarcastic, along the lines of "Did he? That's nice. Did he bring it home for you to play with?" The cop who'd been excited goes quiet, says "Well, no, but..." The cop who'd been in the war doesn't like hearing it talked about by people who weren't there, feels strongly about those memories being something you should keep apart, not bring home to your family. But he starts talking about it now - he says, "Good war, (he says a year). A single man could've turned the tide by pledging his country to one power or another. And even a warrior likes to hear that."

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm in the moon kingdom from PGSM. (One of my lucid goals is to travel to the moon - I suspect that inspired this non-lucid.) Chibiusa's here, she grew up here, and I'm thinking, wait, how can Usagi and Mamoru's daughter be living in this time period?

The scene changes with that thought. In the present, on earth, Mamoru's working as some kind of private security, wearing a suit, standing with other security around a limo that's stopped in the middle of the road, having some kind of confrontation. He's in trouble here, and he's aware Usagi's in trouble elsewhere and he won't be able to reach her to help her. He's holding something small and black, and he's remembering when it was given to him by a man who told him some words to memorize in order to use it, to transform. I'm thinking, the fact that he had to memorize the words indicates that he wasn't Endymion at all, he was simply playing Endymion's role, filling in for him; this was also indicated by the uniform that he transformed into, which resembled Endymion's but was much darker, almost black, unlike the real Endymion's much lighter blue. Now that he's trapped, he passes that black object along to one of the other men working security with him. He starts to tell that man the words he must memorize, but as he starts to say them, the man taking the black object finishes the words himself, he already knows them - indicating that, by chance or rather by fate, that black object has finally been passed on to its real owner. Endymion's true, light, uniform appears on him, and he leaves to find Usagi, flying through the air - which I have an incredibly bad feeling about. The real Endymion isn't necessarily a good person for Usagi to know.

The other people Mamoru was with have left the scene, Mamoru's now kneeling in the street, surrounded by cops with a misunderstanding, and a police detective is holding a sword to Mamoru's throat. One of the cops calls the detective away - there's some order over the radio that means both that they're needed elsewhere and that Mamoru isn't guilty of whatever it was they think he did and should be released. The detective is extremely reluctant to follow this order, he doesn't want to let Mamoru go. The cop relaying the orders from the radio phrases those orders in a way that praises the detective's work up until now and stresses how much he's needed, and finally the detective releases Mamoru and he and the cops all get into their cars and drive off, towards a bridge.

His hair is darker than the midnight sky. His form is sturdier than Michelangelo's david. He's every girl wet dream come true. I'm not gonna lie,he's perfect. But what got me breathless is his eyes. It's a very unusual color. Warmer than the shining sun,but colder than the artic. It's a combination of gold with a hint of white. He doesn't talk. He just sit and stares. At first I was scared, but then he smiled. It was the most beautiful sight I have seen. He seemed lonely, sad even. He pulled me closer and bent down. After that I woke up. Who was he? Was he even real? He felt real. I can't stop thinking about him. I'm scared,lost,and confused. Will I ever see him again? Will I ever meet him...in reality?

non lucid.
me and my girlfriend left the television on the entire time we slept, so it was stuck on Comedy Central all night. I believe this to be the cause of the following dream :
I'm in a theme park-esque town with a lot of my friends, the colors are all very vivid.. the entire dream revolved around working out for some reason. I felt as if I was in a fitness plan commercial, or some kind of p 90 x ad. I could even here inspirational music at times, usually accompanied by an emotional part of the dream.
I awoke to find the TV blaring workout infomercials, I suppose this was the reason for my dream being so ridiculous.

This is the account of the dream where I got my name. This is the point of my dreaming where I was trying to master subconscious instructions, or simply yelling out to your dreamscape and telling it to do things for you. In this dream I brought myself to my "imaginationscape" I created a mostly permanent place where creating was easiest, a purely white dimension. In every direction is a never ending scene of pure white. From here I called out to my dream. With the simple but no so simple instruction of "show me my mind" then turned around so my environment could change around me, I turned to see a huge vestibule. Thousands of doors, each with a tag above it. I began to walk along to each door to review the tags. Every tag represented a set of memories. The first I chose was "birthdays" I walked through the door to find the scene of my 3rd birthday, my family had taken me to skate on a frozen pond near where I lived. I observed for a while then walked back through the door. Passed several doors, mom, dad, brother, school, then a tag caught my attention, it read "nightmare realm" I was intrigued for some reason and decided not to enter (not the brightest decision I've ever made) as soon as I tried to step through I fell a long way to the floor. I look up to see almost every nightmare character I've ever had lined up in ranks in front of me. I stand up and face them, (knowing that if I panic something very bad will happen) a new character broke ranks to meet me looking at me eye to eye, he looked exactly like me, except he had cracks all up and down his skin, eyes deep piercing black every crack of the skin filled with the same black, he lifted his arm to put it on my shoulder and spoke. "Do you know who I am?" I replied no, should I? He chuckled and patted my chest with his other arm, then leaned into my ear and whispered, "I am the dark
I am the unknown
I am your nightmares
I am, a figment of your imagination, but most importantly, I. Am. You. Sweet dreams" then everything around me vanished and I was left in the black and suddenly woke up. Left to contemplate this occurrence. After a lot of thought I realized this wasn't a nightmare but a blessing. This was extremely frightening but, if analyzed subjectively, it means that every nightmare I've ever experienced was in MY mind. In other words I never needed to have my nightmares, lucid dreamers know that nightmares can help with lucidity. Know that anything that happens inside your dreams your own mind and you are in control.

My memory of the dream begins when I was walking to my garage when I realized I was dreaming. I managed to stabilize , which is usually a problem for me, then decided to try out a couple things I've never done in a dream.
I've always wanted to see what my reflection looked like in the mirror, so I walked into my bathroom where there was a large one. As I walked in, I saw a large orange spot on a contorted face in the mirror where my face should be, so I immediately got out and went back in to try again. This time, my face was normal, but it was hard to see so I moved a little closer. As I did, the mirror started pushing me away! I was rather flustered; it really wasn't something I was expecting. It was like I was fighting against an invisible magnetic force, but eventually I got close enough to see my face clearly. It looked absolutely normal. And when I reached out to touch the mirror, I felt nothing but the cool glass under my fingers. So that was anti-climatic.
After that, I decided to try the task of the month. I decided I'd need people around to try either giving my heart to someone or asking who my true love was, so I decided I wanted to go to my school. But I had no idea how to do it. I tried walking to my bedroom, closing the door and willing my school to be behind it, but when I opened it I saw nothing but the room that was already there. The dream went black soon after that and I woke up.
In hindsight, I really should have fought harder to get through the mirror, because that's something I've wanted to do for a while. I also should've continued into the garage after that; I saw an unusual amount of light coming through from behind it, and for all I know my school was behind it as I was planning on becoming lucid and going there the night before. Also, if there was just my neighborhood or the garage behind it, I could have easily just flown to school which is just 5 minutes away.

More fragments I really need to get my act together here!

1. I was in a studio space working on an art project when people started coming into the room. I was ticked off cause I thought I had the space to myself. I was trying to get out a rolled up piece of paper from a metal cylindrical container that had lots of meter sticks and rulers sticking out of it. I was flailing my arms, knocking over everything around me but I could not manage to get the paper out, then this guy I remember from highschool comes over and he is pissed because I was making so much noise. He takes the container from me and with ease pulls out the paper and gives it to me. I am so mad because I felt like they shouldn't be angry cause I was in their first and they chose to come in to the room.

2. Peter from family guy was in my house, maybe he was my dad but I don't think he was. Anyways he was angry cause someone ate his chocolate Popsicle and he was blaming it all on meg. I walked into the living room and told him that I ate it and tomorrow I would buy him another one. He went downstairs and I followed him. He was sitting on shelves and eating the Popsicles that he he hidden down there. I was like the son of a gun tricked me! And I confronted him and we had an eating competition. But I was eating something like a fruit roll up and we we're try to take the biggest bites to finish first. Peter won and I don't remember what happened after that.

3. I was apart of a class and we were talking to the professor in a forest. Some kid mentioned that the prof should put his lectures online and that he should also be online to answer question. The prof was like "ya maybe I should just give you all the answers" in a sarcastic tone.

I needed to redo a scientific paper. Mostly I needed to delete redundant parts, such as diagrams that started with a chemical / molecular composition of something, then something else, and ending on the same chemical/molecular composition. Trouble was that this pruning effort was the suggestion of someone we were working with, but while I agreed it was needed, I worried my boss would not like it. This someone else we worked with was saying that the current paper was written "so old school", also suggesting that we should not strive to directly and thoroughly answer the questions asked, but succinctly show our capabilities.

today i dreamt my dad was asking me which birthday gift i wanted.
I really didn't know but i said
"I want to watch a car race, although the tickets are too expensive"
he told me
"don't worry about the price"


Dream elements:

-my dad
-birthday

Technique used: ----------

hours slept: 11 hours

1. [Non-Lucid]
I'm at a white round table with my dad, were talking about a photo that's on the table I think.
Now my sister Chloe is at the table drawing something.

2. [Non-Lucid]
I'm in some sort of 2D video game where we have to jump from platform to platform, I got to part of the level where there were spikes that I kept jumping onto them, was a difficult area, The platforms were coloured black and I think turn red when you land on them.

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Possible dream signs:
Dad, Chloe

This dream took place in a combination Bed and Breakfast and Church sort of place.

At first I was in my room in a bed and breakfast with my husband and I think I had just showered and was getting dressed. I think I had my underwear on but no other clothes yet.

Then I heard my mother speaking loudly on the phone outside my room, but I also clearly heard the responses. I thought this was weird and looked out into the hallway, and there was the landlady of the bed and breakfast talking to my mom on the phone, while my mom was on the phone with her in the same hallway around the corner one the same floor. One could clearly hear both of them especially since my mom is hard of hearing and thus talks loudly. I thought this was weird. Why were they not talking in person without phones? But I did not figure that out yet. My mom was saying that the water temperature in her shower was not right. The landlady said to let it run for four minutes and it would adjust.

Then I ducked back into my room because I realized I was still in my underwear only. My husband was saying that we needed to spend most of our day at church. I said that he can do so, but I do not want to because my mom is in town. He said, but you have to, since it is our anniversary and we are going to renew our wedding vows.

That's when our room transformed into the church. I was a bit uncomfortable because I was in my underwear still, but I continued on with it. My mom was there now too, fully dressed - everyone but me was fully dressed. The ceremony was weird because there were readings but we were supposed to read them silently ourselves rather than a reader reading them out loud. There was singing. At some point when I was self-conscious about my underwear issue, a woman who was involved in the celebration brought my husband and me a blanket. I was grateful but still uncomfortable that I had insufficient clothes under the blanket.

That's when I looked and saw that now I had a yellow blouse on. How did that happen? Wait a moment could this be a dream? I raised myself up and tried to levitate. The dream started fading, but I definitely realized that I was dreaming before I woke up, so for a second I was lucid!