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I'm walking down the street, and I see this black girl in purple scrubs, but she has the long skirt bottom. We're making strong eye contact. As she passes me by, I look back and trip. She didn't notice me, so I decided to just go up and talk to her. First thing she asks me is "what happened to your hands". I told her I fell while looking back at her. She said she could check me out free of charge, and I told her I knew nothing was broken. After that I asked for her number and she gave it to me. Just in time too cause a swarm of DCs started coming up. Including C, and I didn't know how much of this she saw.

I'm at my cousins house I guess and there's some sort of orgy going on. Everyone is getting some except for me. I see the girl who's number I got. She starts stripping, and lays down on the couch. Soon there after some black guy come up behind her and starts pounding away. FML

I took 1000mg of valerian root last night and found myself venturing about various locations of my dreamworld. Places I don't remember being in a long time. Going to take 500mg tonight along with a few other things...

...Been doing a lot of scoping around the DV forums and this choline stuff keeps popping up. Then I found this thread about peanut butter and the amazing (although slightly inconsistent) results many were getting. So I did some research and found out I just happen to possess three of the highest choline having foods in existence; Flaxseed, soy lecithin and wheat germ. The wheat germ was the big score. 100 mg in half a cup. You might be wondering why I have these odd things. I'm a part-time vegan so I have a lot of weird shit like that.

Anywhoo. I think I'll take a combo of the three; 1 gram of lecithin, 1 ounce of flax and a tablespoon of wheat germ. Which should pump at least 35-40 mg of choline into my sleeping body.

Whee!

It's night, and I am in a field with tents. There are other people. There's a flood coming, and people are hurrying back into their tents and houses, avoiding the flood. I can see the flood, and it's coming from the desert.

I am trying to avoid some people. A group. I'm not sure if they are dangerous, or if I just want to avoid them. I climb up to our house's balcony (doesn't look like our real home), and hear someone calling. I look my hiding place, and see Beatrice looking for me. The moment I thought she might see me, she looked at me and found me.

We talked a bit. I showed her small toy cars that move so fast, I can only see the light they leave behind as they move by.

I am talking to some people. I'm in a party. A formal occasion. I was supposed to join some people. I saw those people move. They were ready for a fight. One woman in black had a gun. They're going hunting. I asked the person I was talking to I should be there. He told me no, I am somewhere else.

There are two dragons that will be raised, and they are in two different dimensions. One was a phoenix-like dragon, and the other was unknown, because it was slayed before I can get to it in a different dimension. I had to travel to that dimension, and at the same time go back in that dimension's past, in order to save the dragon. The two are somehow interlinked. I see myself walking down Calamba street.

Back to the party, I was talking to the person, and suddenly, I am in a carriage of sorts, being lifted by something. I was told I'll be in the mission as well. I was excited until I found out I will act as bait, not the two people I saw go first.

I was to be dropped in the middle of a snowy forest landscape, with huge tigers and other animals. I felt I can handle it.

Notes: approx. 1.5 hours of sleep, from 1:30 p.m to 3:00 p.m.

Delivered

I step into a large, empty lift.

Doors close but I can't see any buttons to press. Lift ascends a long way and doors open to a very spacious floor, light grey/silver. I don't want that floor because it's too high. I want ground floor because I want the real open spaces of outdoors.

Lift descends. I see buttons on lift mechanism, Square, metal buttons. I press one hoping I don't break the mechanism. I push it with my finger but it keeps going and falls out the other side.

Now I have a pleasant ventilation hole where the button was.

The lift is becomming transperent. It also is not descending but moving straight ahead, forward.

This feels right.

Then the lift slows and stops and dissappears.

I am standing barefoot on green broken glass but it doesn't hurt.

I'm on a wide light grey stone street before very wide steps leading up to a very large light grey stone building. Many people around.

I see a mature short womam with a small contraption on her. I know she was the lift.

I try to go to her to talk with her. I like her but she turns kindly to me and I say "Even the Best of Friends must Part"

It felt like she spoke her thoughts through me.

She had delivered me now she (as a lift) wanted to deliver others.

I went looking for a YouTube and found this:

Wally Cox - There's a Yavern in the Town. (2:17) 24,078 views

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1V_K...e_gdata_player

THOUGHTS/COMMENTARY
DREAM

I had the first dream a few nights ago, but I did record it in my physical DJ. The second dream I had before I woke up this morning.

I was hanging out with my friend Dalton, and for some reason his side was hurting. Or rather his ribs. There was a girl with him who seemed to act the role of a girlfriend, even though in real life he's single. We were in a classroom setting just hanging out, but no one had the intention to help my friend about his side. Later we met up with another girl from work, and I ended up in her car. Then I woke up.

I only recall being in a living room with my friend, Jamal, and we were playing a "Sonic the Hedgehog" video game. Apparently a NEW game came out for the SEGA Genesis which featured a large array of different hedgehogs to choose from. Later on my step-mother, from my early childhood, walked in the room and started playing games with my friend and myself.

Both dreams were vivid in terms of what people looked like, but not much of the setting was too noticeable.

ok so its been a while... most memorable moment last night was standing overlooking a field with my bro. it felt like a new place for us to call home. like we were out looking for some land or house to live in. to my left was a big church type building lining the field. in front of us i noticed that the land was bordered by quite a wide river which was great to see. it flowed right to left all along my vision with a channel cut going away from us which funneled some of it into a large lake system. we ran down the slope of the hill and started kicking a football around. i was trying to keep the ball under my control, but it was very difficult. not quite wading in treacle but definitely one of those sticky moving dreams where your feet feel like lead.

dreamsigns missed: river, football, amazing scenery

Sleep Time: 11:20 p.m - 5:52 a.m

Night Drive and a Kitty
I'm driving somewhere. It's dark out which I find odd because it is early in the afternoon. I notice the stars are very clear.

Dream Jump: I'm adopting an 8 month old orange tabby named Freddie.


Sleep Time: 7:30 a.m - 9:50 a.m

Strange School
I'm subbing at some random school. I'm not scheduled to work, I just walk into different classrooms..

(Deep Dream State) Raven and I are astride two great armored war-horses on a mountain overlooking an ocean and a small town. The dwellings are mud domes with vines growing over them. We are Dark Elf Paladins. Her armor is black and gold. My armor is crimson and gunmetal green. The scene reminds me of a place in another lifetime, a past life perhaps? I get a vague image in my head of a shore on another planet…
“Nomad?” Raven asks. “Are you paying attention?”
“Apologies, my sister.”
“I was saying how lovely it is to return home to the land of our mothers. Shit! Look yonder!”
I shapeshift my eyes into the eyes of a hawk, and spy in the distance a band of orcs riding winged wargs. A rush of wind, and we are skyborn. Our horses’ wings beat like spirit drums as we gain altitude above the orcs.
One of them is shouting… Shit, they have a hostage, a small elf girl. I cast my chaosring’s energy behind the orc, and my astral pet, Jo appears behind the orc, in the form of a zombie crocodile bull terrier with eight legs. He bites the orc on the back of its neck. The orc screams in pain, and drops the hostage. We nose dive to gain speed, then swoop up and grab the girl. We soar over the town, and then alight in the square. I set the girl down on the ground. I look up to see Raven casting a shield spell over the town.
Raven and I fly through the blue transparent magical field and into the fray. Giant Eagles have joined us in the fight against the Winged Warg Riders. They pull the orcs off the Wargs and drop them. Our horses breathe fire and acid on the orcs. The orcs that are left retreat. We return to the town to find the townspeople killing an orc that made it into the town before the shield went up. We land in the square and dismount. I feel dizzy. Raven looks at me concerned. “Nomad?”
“Huh?” Why does Raven have violet skin and yellow eyes? Why is her hair white? I look at my hands. I have lavender skin. I touch my ears. Pointed. I pinch my nose. I can’t breathe through it.
“Raven. This is real. This is not a dream. We are incarnate in another dimension.”
She smiles at me, and a tear runs down her face as she steps softly to me, and whispers, “I know.” I feel myself going out of body, and I faint, falling into her arms. I hear Xaphor laughing somewhere, and all goes black.

I awake, but I am nowhere… I recognize this place, this nowhere place. Nothing to see, or feel, or touch, just blackness, but I hear a voice… in my head? Xaphor?
Yes, brother.
Where am I, Dream Guide?
You know where you are, brother.
The Great Black Void.
Yes. You are in the Eye of the White Fish of Babalon. All Empires crumble, brother. So will your Empire on the Moon, and All will and Is and Was One, Here and Now in the Great White and Black Voids which encompass the All-ness of All and the One Ness of Nothing, the Interconnectedness of All the Things, and the Beauty of Sentient Individuality. You can’t breathe, you don’t exist. You are so tiny, tinier than an electron, now brother. Your significance on earth is a reflection of the significance of all life. All life is sacred. All life is dying. We are circling back to the center of the lemniscate, so don’t jump off the crazy train yet. The interdimensional War of the Ages is just getting started, and I see balloons in the future lots and lots of balloons.
“What?”
Xaphor’s draconic laughter echoes in my head as I awake. I am lying in a bed somewhere… I see Raven sitting on a stool, looking at me. “I thought you were about to wake up. You’ve been asleep for three days.” Raven is wearing a dress of a woven plant fiber… and she has violet skin and pointed ears. I look at my hands. Elf.
“Raven, how are we here? Did we leave Otherworld permanently?” I panic.
“Relax brother, here drink some water.” I drink, and take a deep breath. “I don’t think it works that way. I don’t really know that much about Otherworld, but I know it’s a nice place, something like this, but the magic is… twisted?”
“We had a Mission… I think? I am supposed to go back there through a dream, and do something… I can’t remember.”
“Hmm… that’s interesting. I like this world, I think, so much better.”
A portal opens in front of us. Mosh is talking to us through it. He says the Green Moon is under attack. Raven and I morph into Queen of Night and Timelyst Knight, then jump in the portal. We tumble out into the sky above the Green Moon. Moon Orcs attacking us?
A fireball narrowly misses us. “Jus fer fun, laddy! Ye need ter sharpen yer skills, boy! An axe spins through the air at me, and I repel it with a wind spell. Raven and I laugh and leap into the fray. Mosh morphs into a great Naga and breathes green flame on the orcs. After a few minutes of battling, the orcs say they’re hungry, so we create a feast in the jungle.
The Moon Orcs (or Russian Dreamhackers) tell us the Underground is even stronger and they have been finding more Dreamwalkers. They tell me the KGB is always watching them, but they don’t care anymore. If they die, they are going to live on the Moon.

No recall.

Public Service Lesson

My sister is carrying some food, walking towards us. Maybe a pound of PB&J slides out of her food and lands on the sidewalk. Gross. But of course she doesn't even pause to consider picking it up. My mom takes the opportunity to grab a paper towel and clean it up for her, at the same time giving her a verbal lecture about being a good citizen. Obviously, my sister's heard all of these things before, but Mom gives the explanation as though she's talking to a small child. I think that's a good way to do it--subtly imply that anyone except a small child should already know these rules. Mom finishes the lecture by pointing out that if any food gets stuck on the rim of the trash can while you're throwing it away, you should wipe off the trash can as well.

Private Investigator

I'm in a diner, talking to a suspect. I'm trying to trick him into admitting something. I know that he knows that's what I'm trying to do, though, so I'll have to be doubly clever. We're walking around the building, through various rooms, when someone body-checks me into a counter. In a threatening voice, he says I've been talking to too many Asians. Obviously, he wants me to stop asking so many questions. I walk toward the front of the diner. A manager sits at a table there, talking to someone else. It looks like they're doing a drug deal, except they're exchanging magazines.

Frags:

• "election results"
• During the morning, I'm walking around doing various things, all of which must be completed by a specific time in the afternoon. When I check my watch, I realize that it's already past 11:00--much later than I thought it was.

I saw from a very high vantage point many railway lines, where trains slowly switched. A man had planted bombs under the tracks, and I saw when they exploded how trains were toppled, people scrambled and trains vainly continued moving on. At one point, people actually managed to somehow push a train upright and cram back in, only for there to be another bomb. Next, my view changed and I was on a high platform watching people truying to avoid gunshots, in what looked, seemed like a maze, and I willed that the people I liked would stay away from vulnerable spots. I saw in detail how the man had prepared his attack and the arsenl he used.

Finally, it was the aftermath and few people dared go in public, but I was in a complex of buildings when I heard bangs and left with a man who had military experience, who would surely be the best hope for escape. We needed to move through a corridor which had glass window panes for walls pretty much, and as I clung to the bottom, knowing the wooden part of the wall could not conceal me, I saw the man with his gun in his hand. He could so easily look and see us...

The dreamsigns were railway tracks and bullets, which both reoccur infrequently. I think hearing fireworks may have suggested guns and bombs to me. I can't call it a nightmare because there wasn't much of an aura of fear, most dreams of this kind are like that though. I'm not in harm's way in nightmares as often as not.

Details
cool down - 10PM - 11PM
sleep start - 11:25PM
wake up with trouble getting back to sleep - 4:20AM galantamine + choline
could not get back to sleep up for 50m
lucid dreaming - 5:15AM to 7:40AM even during light sleep, 2 lucid experiences

I never thought my dream recall would be THIS good! I think i'm going into an improvement hump of some sort.

Thunderstorm

I was dreaming about being at my house. I think that my cousins were there. And there was a really big storm coming. I can remember rain falling diagonally and strong winds buckling my home's foundation.
I looked out on the deck behind our house, and to the northwest there was a huge vortex. Not a tornado, but a large swirl of clouds in the sky. The clouds were so dense from the storm that it was nearly black. The sky was a dark blue-grey. Lightning strikes were so frequent it sounded like machinegun fire.
I wanted to photograph the large swirling thunderstorm. I ran to get my digital camera. By the time that I got it, my cousin told me to go outside on the front porch. The swirling storm had moved to the northeast. I tried to photograph it but I think that my camera was out of battery or something.
(Do note that It only took me about 30 seconds to get my camera ready, and the storm had moved across the sky in that time frame.)

Zombie Apocalypse

This dream was excruciatingly long. I can only remember certain fragments of it. It is an unrealistic war scenario, I know.

I was watching a news broadcast. It was coverage of a team of united states navy seals. (The news broadcast said so.) They were on some sort of mission in this cave. The walls of the cave were a bright orange sandstone.
This woman ran out into the middle of the cavern, and got shot in the head. Somehow despite that, she ran to the other side.
When the woman reached the other side, she fell over. A medic said that they needed to get the bullet out of her brain, and had to conduct surgery during the battle. He took off her helmet, then began opening her head with a crowbar. (Ill leave you to imagine all of the gruesome details of this.) Obviously, this killed her.

My mother told me that the united states had accidentally declared war with a powerful middle-eastern country. She said that we had to run several miles through war-torn America to reach the nearest airport, where we would be flown to safety.
I looked out the window of my room and could hear and see a battle taking place in the distance.

I had been ordered to help with the evacuations. Someone wanted me to evacuate some kind of old folks home or mental institution. I can't remember what one it actually was, but it sort of had a "hospital" feel too it. It was a large, concrete building.
Despite the hospital feeling, the atmosphere in the building was very dark. Most of the lights were burned out. The walls were raw concrete and the floors were worn wood.
When I got inside, I was told that the patients were organized by floor. The patients with more severe illness were higher up, and those who were less ill were kept lower to the ground floor.
I made my way up a staircase to the upper floors. The upper floors were dark and frightening. I returned to the downstairs.

I was making my way through the city, trying to get to the airport. The city consisted of only one and two story buildings. There were silhouettes of mountains all around us. It was nighttime, but there were plenty of streetlights keeping the area bright.
The entire scene was in chaos. Rockets, gunfire, grenades, people running and screaming. Despite all of this, I was pretty calm. I can remember someone saying something about zombies.
I remember passing by a man in a military uniform. When I looked closely at his face, he had yellow eyes and white skin. He was a zombie, but was acting normal; directing people and trying to control the chaos. He told me to keep heading towards the airport.
I got impatient at this point and saw a family driving a black pickup truck though the city. I knew they wouldn't let me get in the cab, so I hopped into the back. They didn't even yell at me, and seemed to be heading towards the airport.
More people followed me, and soon we had three or four people riding in the back of the pickup.

I was almost to the airport. I saw a huge jumbo jet take off and fly right over me. I could see the landing strip in the distance. The first rays of sunshine were peeking over the mountains. I had a feeling of hope. I was going to survive the war.

AI Theft

I always save the most interesting dreams for my last post. This dream just about had it all. Good clarity, interesting, congruent plotline, and I got lucid. Bonus!
The dream started out with me being introduced to this dream character. He was a meek, thin man. He was mostly bald with thick, square glasses, and pale skin. It would be hard to nail his age.
He told me a long story about he had invented a new type of chip that could be used in robots to make them artificially intelligent. But a large corporation stole his idea and was about to present it. He told me to run out onto the stage and grab the robot's head and return it to him.
I was on the right hand side of the stage, out of sight of everyone. The stage very shiny and made of chrome. There was a small raised platform in the center of the stage, where the robot stood.
The robot had been given the body of a woman, including what I assumed was some sort of synthetic skin that allowed it to look like a real woman. But I knew that was not important. All that I really needed was the computer brain.
There was a man on the stage. He was short, fat and well dressed. He was giving a speech about the new robot that he had "invented". I can also remember seeing some flashes from the audience, pictures being taken.
I took about the most low-tech approach to retrieving the man's robot. Went onto the stage, grabbed the robot, and dragged it off. The man giving the speech remained oblivious, as did the audience. I thought that I was in the clear. But I noticed two of these security guards approaching. They had nightsticks and riot shields. I opened the robot's head on the back, and removed the brain. The chip glowed with a harsh blue-green light. The man who had assigned the task threw down a small device that created a portal. He walked thought it. I jumped through it just before the guards could grab me.
We exited the portal in the man's house. For some reason, I had gotten the feeling that alot of time had passed since we had been on the stage. As though we had been on the run for awhile with the "stolen" chip. His home had somehow become our last stand before we were captured.
His house seemed pretty nice. He had this huge open living room with this warmly colored wooden floor area with bamboo growing and a modern water feature, essentially, a modern indoor zen garden.
He said that he wanted to hide the robot chip. I told him we should hide it upstairs, under the bed. He agreed with my idea, and put the microchip under the bed and sat on the bed.
I heard the policemen smash down the door. They came straight upstairs into the bedroom, handcuffed both of us and confiscated the microchip. As we were being walked out of the house, the chip started screaming.
"No! NO! NOOO!"
One of the policemen was carrying a tablet, something like an Ipad. The chip shot a beam at the tablet, and the beam was surrounded with holographic letters and numbers. I saw a face appear on the screen of the tablet. The AI on the microchip had actually transferred itself into the policeman's tablet.
At this point, all of the policemen left, and they left the tablet behind for me and the bald man were left. We walked downstairs and sat down in his wonderful indoor zen-garden area. He went and got us drinks, I think he got me a 7-up or mountain dew.
A message appeared on the tablet's screen. The bald man told me that I had to bypass the tablet's internal security systems so that the AI that the man had created would be able to permanently implant itself in the computer system.
The "bypass" seemed something like a game. I can remember these red shapes, that looked like tetris pieces would form barriers and try to attack the small cyan oracle in the center of the screen. At first the "game" was easy, but eventually it got far more difficult. Although I think I won.
After that, the man thanked me for all of the help in returning his AI robot to safety. After that, we talked for several minutes. It was a very profound conversation, and we hit on alot of important topics in life. (Love,money,death) I can remember we really bonded and the man had many interesting stories to tell.
We began to touch upon the topic of lucid dreaming. I started to think about the entire situation.
"Do you ever think that you've lived your whole life in someone else's dream."
"No!"
"You know what, I think this is a dream. Look"
I held out my hand and tried to create a flame or some kind of energy ora to convince this man. It didn't work.
The dream started to get darker. And even though I was lucid, I WANTED to wake up. The dream had dragged on for so long that I was worried that I wouldn't be able to remember the entire thing. I tried to think about myself laying in bed, knowing that that is a way to wake yourself up.
I could somehow sense that the man that I had been allied with throughout the dream was the one keeping me from waking up. It took about thirty seconds, the dream getting darker and darker until, finally I woke up.

I appear in a space station. This old man is here telling me about all the constellations. I look out the window and the constellations were mostly from skyrim.



Then these kids appear and they run around the place. In the middle of the room is a pillar and there is a blue substance floating around it. I accidently rip the substance a part while chasing the kids around. Then there mother comes and she is pretty mad. The kids vanish and she says "There's just so much pressure.." I angrily say "What pressure!?" She says "I've been up here for many years and nobody even cares!" I reply "Let me guess..your up here because you are afraid of the apocalypse, listen, theres no logical reason why you should be afraid, do you know why?" she just stares at me. I say "We are all destined to die one day, there is no point in being afraid of something that is inevitable" I then prepare to leave but before I do I say "I hope you considered what I've said" I am transported back to a parking lot. It is midday. I see my mothers car. I walk up to it and the dream ends...

Barking dogs kept messed with my sleep all night. After my usual 6:45am WBTB, I think I crashed at about 8am. I woke up at some point and didn't move. I felt the teeny tiny beginnings of some vibrations, but they were very weak and wouldn't come on completely.

I crashed again into a dream where I was at work. I noticed all the cases were blown. ASTL Nicole asked if I could refill the jelly bean table and I said "Uhmmm... did you notice the cake case? Can't you get a new person to do it, because I'm the only decorator here here and we need cakes!" Then I saw Katie and she looked at me and said "Good morning, was wondering if you were coming to work today." I said "Why?" She said because I was an hour late. I looked at the clock and it said 9:30, but I was sure it was only 8:30am. I said "Wait a minute, what about daylight's savings?" Then Katie said that this year it only lasted 24 hours, so the time went back forward an hour lol. I said that I didn't even know, and my iphone didn't update this so how could I have known? I turned on my phone to prove my innocence, and I just barely caught a glimpse of the time, 7 something, before I noticed that the battery was on red ant it cut out. I panicked because I realized that I left my charger at home and I had to work a 10-hour shift! Tiffany has an iphone so I asked if she brought her charger but she didn't. I asked Ms Ernestine, but she has an Android. Ms Ernestine said there's an AT&T store across the street. So I took my break early to go buy an extra charger.

When I got into the store, I asked the man for a charger. He took me to the back of the store, and pulled out a really large, clunky looking charger. I thought he was going to sell it to me, but he just plugged it into my phone,, and in 1 second it beeped. He said "Ok, all done, that should get you through the day." Apparently it was a company charger, and it worked really really fast, and they did it for free as a courtesy to AT&T customers. Gotta love that! As I was leaving the store I thought about it more, and it seemed really far-fetched. I got that feeling like, yeah.. I'm dreaming! Which is great of course, but again the idea of the TOTM didn't even dawn on me. But I thought about going through a mirror. I was still in the store, and I went down a hall that appeared to lead to the bathrooms. In the hall was a large mirror with a pretty gold frame. It also had it's own mantle, with lots of little ocean-themed bobbles on it. I thought about going through the mirror and visiting the ocean. I picked up one of the bobbles that looked like a tiny ceramic starfish and I recited "Sally sells seashells by the seashore." Then I picked up a tiny shell that looked like a miniature conch. I held it to my ear to hear the ocean, and it grew to normal size. Then I thought I better quit messing with stuff or I might wake up. So I went through the mirror, expecting the ocean. But I came out the other side into a young girl's bedroom. Blaaaah I was about to leave the room, but I felt part of the mirror still stuck to me, so I yanked myself free and left the room. I saw the girl, all dressed up, and she had a rolling suitcase. She was headed for the staircase, and appeared to be about to travel somewhere. I asked if her parents were home (hoping she had a cute dad lol), she said no. I asked if there were ANY adults, but she said that their grandma used to watch them, but she died. So I hopped quickly down the stairs in front of her, noticing how realistic the carpet looked and felt under my feet. I heard voices in the familyroom and kitchen, and I was hoping there might at least be a cute, much older brother at least But they were all children! So weird. I noticed a giant bowl that was being used for a litter box. I turned at looked at the stairs, and the girl was about half-way down. I said "You have cats?" She said, "Yeah, just one. But he's meaaaaaan." I noticed he was by her on the stairs, a little black and white one. He was weaving in between her legs in a figure 8, like cats do, and softly growling. I walked up to them and picked up the cat. He growled and grumbled a little bit at first, then relaxed and melted in my arms. Then I woke up.

I know, not very exciting. Glad I can still go through mirrors though, after that one time where I couldn't