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Nothing too exciting tonight, actually very little recall. That's okay though, I've been needing a break. Actually, I'm pretty sure there was at least one or two more dreams I didn't make note of out of laziness. I drank a cup of damiana tea before going to bed, but I don't think it had much effect on my dreams, except for maybe the second one which is really just a fragment, all I have to remember it is the short note I wrote down.

Strange Digimon MMO

My friend M and I were playing some online Digimon game. It started out in third-person but that part is sort of hard to remember, but it eventually became first-person. I was walking through some town where I see a poster of the Cheshire Cat (the one from American McGee's Alice / Alice: Madness Returns) with some joke about Cannabis written on it. I don't remember what it was, but I do remember thinking it was funny. (It was probably gibberish. ) I walked around until I ended up in some cantina filled with bikers, and I start talking to Robin from How I Met Your Mother and then she goes and starts hooking up with a guy, and apparently I'm waiting to hook up with her next. During this I hear fireworks going off in the distance and assume that people are celebrating the fourth of July, and the cantina owner gets mad and yells at someone to go get them to stop. After that I get distracted and walk off and start thinking about the game again. I'm apparently playing in some evolution line that includes Growlmon and Greymon (possibly kind of switching back and forth between them) and takes the place of the basic warrior class in MMOs, and at the point where I'm deciding whether to go offensive (DPS) or defensive (tank). I want to go with DPS but accidentally pick tank. Not too long after though I walk into a building where some other girl we're apparently playing with works ( this has turned into some kind of strange mesh of the game and the real world lol) and she says that you can change your class decision eventually, so I'm not too bummed.

Fragment - Being damiana date while waiting for other to finish?

Man... I wouldn't have minded being able to hook up with Robin.

This double posted this morning, and I couldn't figure out how to delete it. Lucky for me, the neighbor stopped chainsawing for a short time and I was able to have another couple of dream fragments before my kids woke me up. So here goes!

Fragment One: I'm outside, holding my little girl. My house looks like the elementary school I went to. It looks like the old building that I had classes in and they tore down a 15 years ago, not the new building. There's a delivery man writing on a clip board. His truck has no delivery service name on it, it's blank. The delivery man isn't wearing any real uniform either. He's just wearing tan pants that won't go over his big belly and a blue button up work shirt that also doesn't cover part of his belly. Luckily it's warm, probably summer. I'm barefoot. The man turns around to get in his truck and I notice that an ink pen I bought as a matching set with my BFF falls off his clip board and onto the ground. I'm mad because I think he tried to steal my pen, and while it's cheap, it has a lot of sentimental value because Ambies lives several states away, and since we have matching ones, everytime I use it I feel a little closer to her, like the distance isn't so bad. At the same time, I feel like it'd be rude to confront him on the issue, and I don't want a confrontation, so I just bend down and pick the pen up as fast as I can, and shove it in my pants pocket. Then I shift my little girl so that her leg is covering it up in case he turns around and sees the pen and tries to take it again. I walk to the other side of the delivery truck while the man is squeezing in to see if there's a logo on the other side of the truck. I don't want to go inside before he leaves because if I turn around my toddler's leg won't be hiding the pen anymore. I'm really worried he's going to take that damn pen, lol. On the other side of the truck I see something shiny, so I walk towards it. The truck engine starts and I look over my shoulder to see it pulling away. I feel so relieved he never came back looking for my pen. The shiny thing catches my eyes again, so I go over to pick it up. It's a very shiny curly piece of metal. It takes me a minute to realize that it's a Wine bottle opener. I wonder why it's on the parking lot when it could pop a tire, then I realize that it shouldn't here anyways. This is an elementary school, it being here means some kid had wine! I rush inside the house/school and my mother is in the kitchen. I hand her the cork popper and say, "Look what I found in the parking lot." She looks at it questioningly,
"What is it?"
"You screw it into the top of a wine bottle, then squeeze it to pop the cork out"
"Why was this in the parking lot?"
"Apparently one of the kids is drinking!"
Then I wake up because of a loud noise at the neighbors house, I think their dogs barking.

Fragment Two: I'm in a dark kitchen. Even though it's dark, there are round lights handing from the ceiling. I reach up to touch one and it breaks. I can hear someone behind me in another room yell, "Hey, did I just hear something?" I reach up to touch another light and it also breaks. The person in the other room yells again, "Dude what was that?!" I go into third person view. In the kitchen is a really tall skinny dude that I recognize as me (In waking life, I'm a girl! I'm also barely five feet tall and on the heavier side of average weight wise.) there's a arch style doorway, and the room between me and "me" is a living room. There's a white couch pushed against the wall the kitchen and living room share. A guy is sitting on it with a ridiculous looking white hat. The knitted style that has flaps to keep the ears warm and little poofy balls that hang down past your shoulders. My friend calls then Ron Weaselly hats b/c he wears one in one of the Harry Potter movies. The guy is watching tv with the lights off, so his face has a blue glow. My view shifts back to first person and I walk into that living room. The guy never takes his eyes off the tv, but asks me what that noise was, did I break a cup? I shake my head and say, "No way man, I'm breaking the lights!" He flips out, "What the hell dude?! My land lord is going to kill me if you break the lights!" I laugh, then say, "He'll get over it man. Lets break all the lights in the house! It'll be awesome!" The other man says, "Not cool dude, leave the lights alone, seriously!" I shrug, then reach over the guy on the couch where there's a weird chandelier like lamp that has icicle shaped light bulbs dangling. I take two at a time in my hands and start crushing them. The guy on the couch pushes me and says, "Stop it! That's not funny dude! My land lord is going to be pissed your breaking his shit." I laugh and he pushes into me again. I find it even funnier that he's getting so pissed. I make a teasing face at him, then rush into the kitchen to break the rest of the lights in there. He follows me trying to grab me and stop me. I break another round light in the kitchen. Then my kids wake me up!

I only have a small fragment of a dream today. I usually don't dream before 8 am, and if I do I very rarely remember them. This morning my neighbor happened to be cutting trees at 8:30, so I was jolted awake and lost what very little dreaming I fit in. What I can remember is two bird like people, sort of like horror movies versions of the bird people in The Legend of Zelda Wind Waker. They had people faces, but with big triangular beaks in the spot where their mouth and nose should have been. Their skin looked an odd color, kind of greenish almost. They had long hair that extended down nearly to their waists. instead of arms, they had long wings. One was taller than the other. The taller one had red feathers and hair, while the shorter one had brown. They were dressed in formless rectangular dresses with no sleeves. The material reminded me of this cheap thick off white fabric my mom used to use to make mock ups of patterns before she tried them with pretty fabrics only to find a flaw and have to make them over. I think the stuff is called muslin but I could be wrong. There was really pretty rainbow colored embroidery on them though in zigzag line and diamond patterns. They had a very creepy unnatural look and feel to them, like some of the puppet creatures in the 80s movie the Labyrinth. I also remember a man acting very odd. The sun reflected off from him to almost make him look like he was made of some sort of golden orange light, and he was standing with his legs spread like a bow legged cowboy. He started jumping from leg to leg, like I always imagined Rumpelstiltskin dances when he thinks the queen will never learn his name. I think the bird people were watching the man, but all I can remember are the two separate images, so they might have been a totally different part of the dream. They were creepy enough to be seered into my mind, I can see them in my mind like looking at a photograph even though I woke up two hours ago (though I've been trying to go back to sleep, I'm hoping when I go on about my day I'll forget them!)

I also had an extremely bad dream at some point but I've forgotten it completely. I went to sleep at around 3AM and I woke at 8:30.

I almost forgot the music video dream. It was awesome. I was here at DV, checking out music videos and I found one by Enya (but it was actually, Enigma). I thought it strange because I could hear a musical score, but there were absolutely no lyrics. Then the video became my dream. *I* wasn't there but saw the following:
There was a couple in a garden, passionately kissing and in each others arms. But then you hear a bird call out and the woman looks up into the tree and sees a hawk/falcon. She grabs her lover by the wrist and they run as fast as they can down a path and to a cobbled road. She meets with a friend and tells him in confidence: "Hide him. Guard him. But if it looks like he's going to be captured then kill him. That would be a better death than what's being planned for him."

But then you hear the rush of horse hooves and a noose (as a lead) is thrown around the lovers neck. Then you see a young boy: blond, thin, with freckles. He looks to the woman and says: "You killed my uncle and my mother."
But the woman protested: "I'm not dead!" and she held her hand out to him.
Then I woke up.

I'm getting sick of the kitten dream. My brain is trying to tell me something and until I figure out the symbolism of the dream, it will plague me. It doesn't help that I don't recall the entire dream. All I do remember is walking through a house and there were tiny kittens everywhere. I found one who was close to death so I moved him closer to his mother. He started nursing but I found him again, in death throes Beside him was a pile of poop and I almost got my hand it in but I had to pet the little one to try to bring him some comfort.

The driving one was a typical stress dream. I had to get up a hill, but the road was covered in snow and ice. I made several attempts, but I kept sliding back down. THen I clicked my cars overdrive button and lowered it a gear and got to the top of the hill with no further problems. Once at the top, someone wanted me to drive them to the store. They were carrying a tiny baby and had to walk across slippery ground to get to the car. I was afraid for them and thought them foolish to have the baby out.

That's it.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was probably with my mom and oldest nephew out on a road during the daytime. We were probably driving, but we weren't quite in a car. It was almost like we were walking down the road or on a moving platform. The road ran through a valley bordered on either side by a dense pine forest.

The road was packed with cars. We were all headed, rather slowly, as if in procession, down the road. I probably knew that an airshow was going to start.

Then planes began flying overhead, as if they were just heading over to the airshow, or warming up (?) for the airshow. Some of the planes were flying up from the road.

The car behind us actually lifted up off the ground and flew into the air. The car was painted gold. At first it looked like a 1980s Camaro. But then it ended up looking like the flying car Luke Skywalker drives.

But for some reason I was really excited to see the Camaro-like car flying. I called out to my mom at first. But then I saw one of the senior people at one of my old jobs, JS, walking down the road in the direction opposite the procession. So I called out to JS, partly to show her the flying car, and partly because I was so happy to see her again.

JS may have been walking with a female friend of hers. The two women looked at me kind of sympathetically, like they thought I was crazy but they wanted to act like what I was saying was cool. We both kept walking our different ways.

The road probably ended at some kind of swampy area. A lot of people stood out in the waters, looking out into a watery space columned by trees. Airplanes may have been flying through this space.

I must have tried to go farther out into the water to get a closer view. But I only got a few steps out before the water got a lot deeper, probably up to my chest. This would be too deep for me to be comfortable watching the show. So I decided to walk back.

But it was a little hard to get back. The soil I was walking on was really muddy and sticky, like in a swamp. But the water was crystal clear and never seemed to get dirtied by the water. I was having a hard time moving my legs through the mud.

At some point I saw my second oldest nephew. He may have been standing up on dry ground, near some fence. He may have been kicking something around on the ground.

I may eventually have gotten up on dry ground, or at least to a level of water where I could walk comfortably. But I was probably disappointed that I couldn't get out farther in the water. I may have thought that there was some open space out there where you could stand on dry ground and get a really good view of the planes.

Dream #2

I was at work. Everybody had an office. But the offices were more like dorm rooms. I was probably new to the job. I kept mistaking other people's offices for my own.

At some point I went into an office the doorway of which was blocked by something like a couch. I fell over the couch and into the room. There were a bookshelf, a couch, and probably a desk, all arranged so that the room felt like a maze. On the ceiling was a piece of thin fabric with an orange background and a black, psychedelic mandala design.

Everybody was looking into the room, kind of laughing at me because I had come into the wrong office. I was embarrassed and annoyed, and I tried to cover for myself by pretending that I'd meant to be here.

I may then have ended up back in the hallway, which was small and dark, like some makeshift hallway in the basement of a house. I then ended up in the reception area, which was like an entire living room in a double-wide trailer home. The receptionist's desk was kind of out in the middle of the room.

The receptionist was KB, the receptionist at my work. I sat near her desk, kind of behind her, in a small desk, like a little writing desk made for children. I felt like I was hiding behind KB.

My boss JH came into the room and probably pointed out that I was hiding behind KB. He chuckled at me and said, "Don't you have your own office? Or, what happened to it?" I got the feeling he thought someone else had moved into my office.

I tried to explain that I was only sitting here so I could learn something from KB. But then I was getting up and heading out of the office.

But my boss called me back. He had a bunch of stuff in his hands. He said, "This kind of stuff is no good for the workplace. This is why I'm seriously thinking you might not be good for this job. I even think I found some porn in your office.

"Look at this!" he said, showing me a painting on a canvas that must have been about 30cm long and 20cm wide. It was half-finished, with some edges of it in black and white, not colored in yet. The painting was apparently something I'd made.

The painting was of the forearm of a person, maybe a young boy. The arm held some device that looked like a gold-colored, metallic spray-gun nozzle on a garden hose. But attached to its ends were a red, pump-like ball and a clear, little breathing apparatus.

My boss JH said, "This was for your third oldest nephew, wasn't it? He uses it for his asthma. But kids nowadays -----." Something about what my boss said made me think he thought I was trying to glorify drug use by depicting this device.

Alright guys, I just had my second Lucid Dream, only five days after my first one !

I'm at home, and I wanted to go shopping for a video game. My family drove to the mall, and went to gamestop, so I could get my game. When I got there to the counter, I couldn't remember the game that I wanted so we left and went to get dinner. As we are walking outside the mall, all of a sudden a ton of police cars and ambulances pulled in to the parking lot. After, my family gets in our car and starts driving out. Then theres this guy who throws a pipe bomb down right in front of our car, so my mom speeds up really fast. She hits the wall and the car goes flying down right in front of a cafe, so we go inside like nothing happened.

Inside I noticed my teacher Mr. O, and I said, "Hi Mr. O!" and he just looked at me funny. That second I quickly turned away and looked back, and saw that he looked a lot older than before. So since he didn't recognize me, I decided to go to the counter and buy some food. When I got to the counter, I couldn't think of what I had wanted so I start walking away. I then hear my teachers talking and I look around. I don't see any, except for the back of one of their heads which was recognizable. As I am walking over, I see that all of my teachers are there, except they are a lot older than normally. I thought 'Hey, that isn't right!' so I think I did an RC, but I am not sure

I became aware that I was dreaming. For some reason I didn't get really, really excited over it. I just though 'Ok, I am dreaming'. Then I stabilized myself, and touched everything around me and became aware of my dream. I then wanted to fly, so I ran, and jumped on to a slanted table, and jumped of that. As I jumped of that I yelled "FLY!" and I flew through the roof. The only problem was that I got stuck halfway through. I then saw that I was waking up, and got disappointed. When I woke up though, I had the ideal conditions to attempt a DEILD, so I tried that, but no success. But anyways, it was only the first time I tried, and I got pretty far in to the DEILD!

my recall is starting to pick up again, not great but getting there

my dream started with me and my bro running from police, we were out my mums back and there was a funeral for someone we knew and we were hiding under the steps, we had to lie lowe and after the funeral we were being chased through some sort of waste ground and when i got to a small hut i walked in and held my wallet up to the wall and it opened, when we went inside my mumk was there and i closed it behind me but 2 mins later someone burst through it and i ran. next thing i know im back under the stepps telling my bro im going to get my mum and he told me not to because the police had her. i cant remember what happened but before i know it i had got my mum and we were all back under these stepps.

i enjoyed this dream and it had a sort of prison break feeling about it lol.

Wow, one of the most detailed dreams I’ve had in a while…

It’s one of those dreams where it’s like, I’m kind of watching it but I’m sort of a part of it also. I don’t know, it’s confusing. So, I’m supposedly watching a Harry Potter movie or something. There’s some part where Harry Potter is standing on this big stone wall and looking around, and he’s talking with this guy in a yellow raincoat. But that seems to be the only part that’s actually about Harry Potter.

Then it switches to some subplot about some love triangle thing. Like, there’s this goddess lady and her husband is cheating on her with this other lady. So like, the three of them are in a bunk bed. The goddess is sitting on the bottom bunk, while her husband is making out with his girlfriend on the top bunk. So, the goddess lady gets super pissed and catches the house on fire with her mind powers. And her husband is all like, “Oh no! My beautiful mansion!” And she’s like, “I’m going to burn this whole house down unless you come down here right now and make sweet love to me!” And he’s like, “Uh … no.” Then he and his girlfriend jump out of the top bunk and run away.

The goddess lady is very angry about this and jumps out of her bed, too, and starts chasing them. I’m chasing after them, I guess, but I’m not really a part of the story. The goddess also has a younger sister apparently, and she starts running around with all of them, too. She has this magical glowing purple dress, and it’s the only way they can all find their way around in the dark. So, I’m going after them but then I lose track of them and go into some random room, where I run into Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum. And somehow I know that the house is full of “Alice in Wonderland” characters, and that they were supposed to be kept in captivity but now the goddess lady has freed them all. So, it’s absolute mayhem and whatnot.

I run out of the room and across the hall to this other room, and go inside. At this point the dream seems to change plots or something. Basically, there are all these people in the room throwing toys at each other. The whole floor is absolutely covered in toys. And somehow, I know I’m supposed to join in. So, I go to one side of the room and start throwing toys at the people on the opposite side of the room. I’m standing behind this dollhouse for protection, but it falls down. Then I find this plastic Pegasus toy, which I used to have when I was younger. Just like in real life, its wings are always falling off. Only the dream version of the toy is much more complicated and the wings have like, multiple parts. And I can’t find all the parts to put it back together again.

Maybe another dream? Or just another part? I’m at this My Little Pony fan club, and I have this miniature figure of Sweetie Belle that I’m playing with. I’m sitting at a table with some other girls and we’re all talking about the ponies and which ones are our favorites, etc. We get into a conversation about some robot pony that doesn’t actually exist on the real show… (I knew it was only a matter of time before I started having My Little Pony dreams.)

Another part, or another dream maybe … I go into my grandparents’ house while they’re on vacation. I go upstairs and open the attic door. I notice that the stairs are suddenly different; they’ve been replaced with this blue, spiraling staircase. And I’m like, “Huh, that’s new.” Well, then I call upstairs for their cat, because I know she likes to hang out up there. I hear her meowing and she comes running eagerly down the stairs. I pick her up and start petting her, and I take her downstairs to the first floor.

When I get downstairs, I find that my grandparents have gotten back from their vacation and are sitting in the living room. My uncle is with them. He starts this conversation with me about all these stupid books he’s been reading. But I haven’t read any of them so I’m just like, “Uh huh…”

Then I have to go, so I go outside. I step right onto my college campus. I realize I have to go pick up a package, so I head towards the mail room. But, then I realize I don’t have my wallet, which has my I.D. card and other such important things in it. And I figure I must have left it in my grandparents’ house, so I try to go back there.

And, that’s all I can remember.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I heard about some sacred temple where I could seek some guidance from the sages, but it was located in a hidden valley. I had to go to the top of a mountain (a long, risky journey) and there find the path to the secret valley.
I met two other warrior ladies who were also seeking that temple and together we decided to make the journey. We found some guy with a truck, willing to take us to that mountain. He was handsome looking, blond, eastern European type, but a bit rude. When we finally reached near the peak of the mountain, he dropped us off, saying he couldn't go any further - the truck could not pass that road; even walking there was a bit dangerous. Then he asked us for four times the price agreed, arguing that if we didn't pay, he wouldn't come back for us. I refused to pay more than what previously agreed, but the other two girls were seriously considering it. They really wanted the ride back. I couldn't care less. I would find a way, but I would want to go back with him anymore. So, with the guy yelling at me and making all sorts of threats, I got off of the truck and went look for the mysterious path to the secret valley.
Soon after, the two other girls followed me. We were at the very peak of the mountain which was encircled by a cloud sheet a hundred meters below us. There was apparently no path leading anywhere, but I finally saw what seemed like a vertical path behind some rock, down the scarp. I thought I could see what seemed to be a rope ladder. They weren't very convinced, but I made a dangerous bet and climbed down the rock until I found indeed a rope ladder. I told them to follow me and soon we were slowly descending through the ladder.
After maybe 100 mts or so, we reached a platform carved in the rock. We were at the very altitude where the clouds encircled the mountain. I looked around and saw some oval shaped, black obsidian steps going down into the mist. I waited for the girls to reach the platform too, when I was surprised by 4 figures in white hooded capes slowly approaching from within the cloud. They seemed to be wearing masks, but it could just be they had very white faces with strong features, I don't know. They seemed to come to welcome us, but before it happened, I woke up.

I became lucid during an afternoon nap. It first started out with me seeing an old playboy magazine on the night stand and the girl on the cover kept shifting. At one point she laughed and I could hear it. I wasn’t frightened of this but rather felt like I must be tripping on something to have such a strange visual. I was in my apartment (only now it was a house) and I started to realize strange “dream like” things about the house. The floor was made of purple cardboard that had a seahorse design embossed in it. The bathroom looked nothing like my bathroom but very ocean cottage themed with a mosaic broken glass rimmed mirror. I thought to myself how strange all of this was and that I should do some type of a reality check. I was still in a little disbelief until I tried the plugged nose breathing technique. I was super excited and walked out into the hall way (after briefly staring at my image in the mirror). Allen had walked out the bedroom and gave me a very knowing look saying “this is the part where I leave”. I stopped him and said no. I wanted to see if I could control him as a dream character. I told him to silently vacuum the house. When I did this I felt a charge of energy run through my chest. I slid forward closer to him and for a moment in time I got larger and then shrank back down to normal size. I could feel a gust of wind blow through my hair. I decided not to do that again just in case it overly excited me and I woke. I have never really been too excited from a lucid and had it result in waking but I was genuinely concerned with it this time. Allen responded by saying “oooohhhhhhhhhhh…..” and then stepping to the side. He then offered to sweep the house for me instead and a broom flew in his hand. He was sweeping quickly back and forth in a very animated way. I really wanted to try and make a portal since I felt such a charge of energy in myself before but for the sake of sustaining the dream longer, I chose not to. I stepped outside where it was warm and sunny. I have been working on my hand stand in waking life and I thought it would be perfect to work on it in my lucid. I kept feeling for sturdy spots in my front yard but the lawn was very slanted and unsteady so I kept having to back off and look for other areas. I went into the neighbor’s yard to dry and almost didn’t attempt when I saw them walk outside. I reminded myself that they were just my dream characters and unapologetically went back to lining myself up. I went to kick up and push out of my shoulders. I suddenly woke from this and I could feel my waking life shoulders jut forward. Shit.

It was late at night and I was driving to someone’s house in Seattle. I wasn’t exactly sure who the person was or why I was going there but I felt nervous about it. I pulled over, got out of my car, and had to walk down a dark street where darker alley ways and bums polluted my path. When I got to the house I walked through the back door. I made a straight line through the house all the way to the front door. On my way I witnessed a murder but pretended as though I wasn’t bothered by what I saw so that I too wouldn’t get killed. As I made my way to the front deck a man gave me an object with brick like dimensions that appeared to be tightly packed in a black garbage bag like substance. It was obvious what I was being handed. It was a ginormous brick of cocaine. I was given an address and told that I was to deliver that brick there. I quickly agreed and walked off. Curiosity got the best of me and I opened it a little to “taste test” it. A bum me and what I possessed. I put the brick in my black purse and began walking very quickly to my car up the hill. The bum was now chasing me. He got to me and tried to yank the bag out of my hands. I pulled the bag right back and began yelling at neighboring people to help, shouting things like “this bum is trying to steal my bag!!” Some people came and helped. I ran to a bus. It was now light outside. I hopped on the bus and so did the bum. We fought for the bag again but I won and the men on the bus helped. Everyone, including the bus driver, was on my side. I sat on a seat alone. The bus driver was pulling down a famous dock that seemed to wiggle as you drove and this made the passengers nervous. We all laughed. The bus driver noticed that police had been fallowing them since I got on the bus. I assured the bus driver that it must have been because of the bum and the driver agreed. I grew nervous. At one point on the dock I looked out and navy ships, several squad cars, and police helicopters were all waiting for the bus to pull over. I began “magically” breaking up the brick into smaller bags and stuffing them into my bra and underpants. I told the driver to let me off at the next stop but to keep the bum on for a few stops after me so that he didn’t try to rob me again. The dream cuts to a scene of the man who handed me the brick talking to some of his associates. He apparently set me up to see if I could handle myself well. If so, he was going to make me his mule. I was very angry about this. Dream cuts to a scene later. I have broken out of prison and blaise is with me. There is a puppy in prison too but he dies from a radiation related injury and I am incredibly sad for the little dog.

Today I had no dream recall so I can't say something

Will try again tomorrow.

#8

I was in a school I had never seen before. For some reason this kid got mad at me and wanted to fight but I didn't want to in the school. Then I went to what were apparently dorm rooms and was hanging out with the usual friends plus a few that I don't remember, when that kid (Who I think switched identities throughout the fight) came to the house from the roof. While he was saying whats up to the people I went and took a piss (only in the dream thankfully) and when I came back in the room he was sitting down talking to whoever. I started talking to somebody and eventually the subject came up and I asked him if he was gonna fight and he said, "Whenever, just let me know." I replied with right now, and he seemed taken aback. At this point somebody informed me that he was a Tae Bo master and showed me a video of him doing martial arts (I googled it because I didn't know what it was its some work out video thing haha) I just said fuck whatever. He stood up and came up to me and a friend and somehow me the friend or him made a joke and we were all laughing and almost had a friend vibe thing going on, but then we ended up fighting anyway. I forget how it starts but Basically the whole fight I'm punching him in the face and he is trying to wrestle slamming me this way and that, but I always am able to get up without getting stuck. My punches don't seem to do any damage though and it was making me extremely mad, and eventually really tired (which I didn't know could happen in a dream). All of a sudden I realize I'm dreaming and immediately try to stabalize by rubbing my hands together but I wake up anyway. Damn.

I've been having dreams lately that I have some sort of supernatural power. It's been innocent until last night.

I dreamt I was a demon, walking through a basement filled with people. I knew they would call the police, but I knew that there was absolutely nothing anyone could do to stop me. I'm not sure if I killed people or made them fall asleep, but most of the people were lying on the ground because of me.

I kept the desirable women for myself for later, and had sex with Jack Nicholson (Why him? I don't know.) to impregnate myself with a devil baby, the antichrist, I don't know. I intended to impregnate a woman afterwards.

What the eff is that about?

It's been quite some time since my last DJ post.
I'll try to be more active on DV again, and I'll probably post some of the dreams I had during my absence.


Random music for no good reason:


The day before this dream I had surgery on my foot.
Nothing serious, but I still needed a massive bandage and pain meds for the healing process.
This made it rather uncomfortable to sleep, and sure enough, after just ~6 hours of sleep I woke up.

The pain wasn't bad as long as I didn't move... however that's exactly what I wanted to do.
I must have slept in an awkward position because my left leg (where I've gotten surgery on) was very tired.
I didn't want to move though, because I knew it would hurt.
The pain meds were on my desk where I left them, out of reach without getting up.

I just wanted to go back to sleep, but it just didn't seem to work.
The strain on my left leg kept me awake, just barely... I kept drifting in and out of consciousness.
This was coupled with random thoughts that didn't make much sense.

I kept trying though, and after some time, in a brief moment of clarity, I noticed that I was feeling vibrations all over my body.
I knew this feeling all too well, because it happens quite often when I attempt to WILD.
I haven't done that in a while, but for some reason I thought that because of this I could now transition into a dream.
(I wasn't really thinking clearly)

I try to levitate out of bed as a means to separate my dream body from my physical body.
At this point I can clearly feel the existence of both.
It seems like the stronger the vibrations, the less I feel my physical body.
Attempting to levitate seems safer to do, because I don't run the risk of moving my physical body.

I slowly start to drift upwards.
There is no more gravity and the blanket is gone.
I land on my bed and start rubbing my hands in fear of loosing the dream.
It is only then that I realize that I've just cheated my way into sleeping... sort of... well not really, but I'm asleep, that's all that counts.
I check my foot and it's all normal. No bandages, nothing.

It's rather dark. I was hoping rubbing my hands would fix this, but it didn't.
I flick the light switch in my room, but nothing happens.
Meh, would have been too easy.
Afraid to see myself in bed I leave by jumping out of the window.
(Seeing myself makes me uncomfortable and has woken me up in the past.)

I land softly and walk into the street in the hopes of the dream being lit up by the streetlights.
But it doesn't help.
I don't want to wake up, I want to stay asleep as long as possible.
This is why I'm afraid to try spinning, or use other techniques to change the scene... if I fail I could wake up.

I rub my hands again.

"Oh come-on, work already!"

It doesn't.

I try to make it rain with my mind, thinking it won't work because the dream is unstable. (dark)
But for some reason it does.
I feel the rain drops on my skin, and as the feeling becomes more intense, the dream finally becomes properly lit.

(Rain has been an amazing tool to keep my dreams stable in the past. The constant feeling of raindrops keeps my senses focused in the dream)

I decide to slowly walk through the street and see if I find something interesting.
I'm too afraid to attempt to teleport somewhere else. If I mess it up and wake up there's no way I'll be able to fall back asleep.

Suddenly, I realize that I have changed location.
I am now in Germany, in front of a friends house.
How did that happen?

My friend C. comes out of the house.

"Can't sleep either huh?"

It's weird hearing him speak perfect English. We talk German with each-other in waking life.

"What are you talking about? You're not making any sense, this is a dream."

He looks confused but shrugs it off.

"I have to show you something, follow me."

I follow him into his room where he points at his tv.
There's a newscast... something about another dimension merging with our's.
It's rather confusing. It quickly becomes apparent that it's about the dream plane though.
It is merging with the waking world.

This confuses the hell out of me, I'm fully aware I'm dreaming, but the whole situation is built around being awake.
Then I spot Faye on the couch. She makes me a sign to stay quiet, not to tell that I know about the dream plane.

"Can you believe this? This is so weird! Do you have any idea what this is?"
"Ehhh, haha, yeah... it is weird, isn't it?"

Probably the most unconvincing thing I've said in my entire life.
I wonder why Faye wants me to stay quiet about this...

... I am now at the location where the tv broadcast is occurring.
It's in some sort of park, I don't think I know this place.
There's some sort of spatial disturbance in the air, and I can see spirits from the dream plane trying to cross over.
It's a rather surreal experience. (at this point I actually believe that this is really happening.)
I try to spot Yuya on the other side in the hopes that she can cross over but I can't find her.

My friend is there again, rambling a bunch of nonsense... that we're all going to die among other things.

Spirits are now crossing over and materialize on our side. Some politicians have appeared and are greeting them,
and welcoming them into our world.
Other people are protesting the situation, waving signs with the word "Spirit" crossed out.

"HEY!"
"Faye!... What?"
"Snap out of it!"

The scene freezes, except for Faye and myself.
She grabs my hand and drags me away.
I realize that I drifted out of lucidity.

"I thought you were trying to stay asleep, what the hell are you doing?"
"Err... yeah. I nearly lost it there."
" "nearly" huh? "

We arrive at some sort of cafe and we stop at a table.
Faye looks like she's about to scold me.

"I know, I know... constant awareness."
"That's right."
"But it's difficult right now, I have an injury in the other life."
"Excuses!"
"Maybe..."

A waiter brings us a coffee and Faye hands it to me.

"Drink! This will help."

I drink the coffee and it feels like the caffeine rushes directly into my head.
I am now thinking clearly and my vision is perfectly fine even though it's still night.

I walk down the street with Faye and we talk about a few things.
She's trying to keep me asleep.
After some time I realize a minor oddity.

"So... technically I'm talking to myself right now eh?"
"I've told you before, it's quite a bit more complicated than that."
"That's quite an understatement. I know you've tried to explain it before, but I still don't really get it."
"You have a good idea, that's enough."
"But I want to know more."
"You don't understand every detail of the universe either, yet it doesn't prevent you from living in it just fine."
"It doesn't prevent me from trying to understand every last detail of it either."

She smiles.

The street abruptly ends. There's nothing but darkness behind it.
I turn around. Darkness is catching up with us, there's maybe another 10 meters of street left.

"End of the line Hyu."
"Aww, I don't want to wake up."
"It's alright, you've been asleep for a long time, it's nearly time to get up anyways."

That makes me feel a lot better.

"Bye bye, Hyunkell-san"

I reply in a funny way:

"Goodbye, dreamguide-o-saaan"

She sticks her tongue out in a cute way and laughs.

I wake up. It's been over 7 hours since I went to bed, so I decide to get up.
To my surprise, moving my foot doesn't hurt nearly as a bad as I thought it would.