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03.08.2011

Invading The Alien Structure (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in the same hallway from my previous dream -- except this time I knew it was inside the skitter structure. (These are the big buildings over cities from Falling Skies.)







I turned around the corner and was with Hal & Tom Mason. (Drew Roy and Noah Wyle)











We all had G36C guns with iron sights. We ran down an empty hallway only to hear a skitter.

It was shot in the head once and killed. Around the corner was a garry's mod general prop -- triangular prism this time. Some knights on horses came running down the hallway and Hal curled into a ball to fit inside this prop -- as it was no-collided (visible but passable, like jumping inside a pool of paint.)

They left and he continued forward -- as did I. THey came back and I jumped into this prop. They were on white horses and reared them directly over the prop. However, they never came crashing down on me, and instead turned and ran off. I got out and saw no sign of them.

Dream fades.

Hotel Games

Inside of a large hotel with a large group of peers, none of which I recall knowing in person. It might be a school trip or one planned with friends, not sure.

The group is split up into teams. Each room appears to have a challenge or regular task involved for the team to progress onto the next room. I am unsure if there is a prize, or even the main objective of this.
I do, however, remember a cute dirty blonde girl on my team. We had to seat our team in a line for one room and she sat very close behind me, her feet poking uncomfortably at my butt.

I decide to take a nap after work

I wake up and remember one eerie-ass dream @@

There is a large family of brunettes, of which I am a part of. We are at a restaurant with dim lighting and a dark oak/wood finish theme. It looks fancy. Only part of the family is seated at this table with me: a brother, sister, and baby brother. The table is located right beside the kitchen doors and all night we are hearing an argument, possibly between a dishwasher and a waiter. The fight is loud and unnerving. Nearing the end of this argument, my brother picks up my baby brother and walks over to the kitchen doors, opens them, and walks in. This brother has a droopy appearance. Overweight, patchy stubble, thick bottom lip, dark circles around his eyes, greasy shoulder length hair.
I hear yelling, a blender, and then silence.
Of course my sister and I are in disbelief that anything would have actually happened, but out of fear I grab a metal mug and stand to the side of the door, waiting. The brother walks out. We make eye contact for a brief second, which seems like a frozen eternity, and I know what has happened. The brother walks away. Completely mortified, my sister and I are frozen in silence.
The parents join the table, along with some other relatives. The mother is slim, short, and has curly brown hair - this is where it gets hazy - The parents tell him to put "it" upstairs. They dont explicitly say what, but I assume it's the baby puree. The room they specify is known by the family to be unused because of some haunting or supernatural reason.

Psychic Girl

A black girl falls asleep on a couch on top of some nut which she crushes. When she awakes, she is on set of a studio for a talk show and she has developed psychic powers.

Adventures in Korea

I am in Korea with my friend J. We are in an area on the way down from the main street to the subway.
In this area there are two entrances for washrooms at one wall and right across from this are the stairs going up to the surface, which change direction to the right half way up. To the left of the washrooms are the stairs down to the subway. The women's room is on the left and the men's is on the right, located at the corner of this area. The walls and general area have an orange and red color scheme.
We are in front of men's washroom when I decide to launch a fake attack against J. Grabbing her from behind, she lets out a fake scream "Help!"
Then, some douche trying to be a hero, jumps out and starts attacking me. I start to get pissed because I was having fun so I chase this guy up the stairs and wake up.

Everything is cartoon like in appearance and I am just a spectator.

The dream centers around a black guy who has the power of super speed. (no racial) Other people with super powers were also introduced attending the same high school. I could tell that this dream/show would bring together and unlikely group of misfits with supernatural powers.

In a car with some people, one of them is wearing a tight cowl and maybe a mask
then
Fantasy Football
I am riding my bike in my old neighborhood towards my elementary school. I ride up onto the field where we used to play football and to my surprise the field looks much larger and a huge game is going on. The players on the side I am facing appear to be giants or large monsters in regular dress, but the colour scheme is yellow/purple. An alternative rock or indie song is playing in the background with the verse "Give it to me Lola . . .".
I have joined the team of regular people and I try to bring down this huge girl, she must have been 10' tall, in a hoodie, shorts and hat, all of which are purple and yellow.

then

2 other dreams I didnt record
heh lazy

Yearly Goals

8-4-11


Due to recent dream events I have to scrap all the goals for this year, save finding out more about the short haired girl.

My dreams have lead me to the conclusion that I am intentionally editing my dream experiences and memories. By being woken up by others, I have caught myself telling myself to forget a part of some dreams while starting a new parts. I kind of suspected this and was keeping a more lucid eye out for this and found a couple of clear instances of this happening.

There also seem to be kinds of "secret side doors" of sorts where I seem have put memories or ides, in the form of dreams, for safe keeping. To get into these places I have to spot or feel them (which means being lucid enough to look) and be able to enter with the appropriate frame of mind. Sometimes rarely I find myself in these secret places but there is a pressure, a mind-frame, an expectation to have a certain frame of mind. Usually I am shocked to find these places and do not get into the mindset quick enough and the dream seems to literally push me out of it. I have an innate attraction to these places. I think these places are highly effective communication tools but what they would say or do, or why I would hide them from myself, I don't know. The few I have stumbled across, and still remember, seem to be unpopulated by DC's and the places have a very strong feeling to them. I usually am very lucid as well yet do not feel like myself in these places which is different than all other lucids.



Find Info on Short Haired Girl
This is stated in my previous task posts but she is a reoccurring DC that doesn't act like any other DC. I have found no info on her at all since posting this goal a few months ago, she can be elusive.


Find the Secret to the Secret Dreams
This may take longer than a year or maybe I'll be surprised and have it solved before the month is over. Still I have to find out what is behind my own "wizard of Oz curtain" and why I have it there.

1. I'm in a dorm at college, playing the newest Grand Theft Auto game. Eventually I get bored and return to my own room, which is full of frat boys from my study abroad trip. They're rifling through my stuff, and understandably I ask them to leave. When they don't I start to yell, then threaten to call campus police. They do leave, but slowly, and I threaten the last one out with a baseball bat. After a bit of peace, one of them calls me, but I ignore the ring. Suddenly, I realize that I'm late to class.

2. I'm watching some sort of Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure / Crossroads crossover movie. The main character, a guitar playing youngster, has a book of scales that he carries like a hymnal. He engages in a guitar duel with the Devil; as they play, the Devil's hands expand unrealistically to make jaw-dropping gaps, but the kid's hands do as well. After a bit of this, the kid breaks out a soulful ballad, saying he's "already used the Paganinni."

3. I'm in a swamp at my grad school, which is adorned with placards showing hunting spots for deer. It's a little before dusk, and I can't see any colors. As the sun sets, I realize that my feet are plagued with green tree frogs! I get out of there and call my parents, who say they've been in a concert the whole time.

4. I'm at the grad school rec center, watching some documentary about NCAA basketball. The players are described as "pistons in a well-oiled machine," not as people. Inspired by their fitness, I borrow a ball and start shooting (poorly). After a bit, a bunch of big guys gather around my court. It was reserved by them, and embarrassed I slink off to the elliptical room. My mom wanders into the room, saying she's been looking for me.

5. I'm at a concert with my brother and a random girl from college (A.H). The band is a rather classical one, with instruments of cello, recorder, and violin, but the players are dressed in odd anime-inspired costumes. After their set, one of the players jumps down and starts to mingle with us at a large table. He gives us snarky logic/math puzzles to solve, and I find I can't beat them. I'm embarrassed, but after the table has dissolved he comes up and apologizes to me. I say that I actually enjoyed the challenge.

1) I'm in a two story house, glass front door with a chandelier above me. Two staircases to either side in the entrance room. I have my fingers aimed like a gun, and fire (complete with self made sound effects) and fire at enemies of some sort. They appear to be my age. There is a lag of a few moments between me "firing", then the are hit with a bullet. Gun shot wounds appear on them and they collapse.

I charge upstairs, and see another target and a young boy. I gun down the other, but the boy lobs a grenade at my feet. I throw it back at him, but feel pity for him, and run next to him and pick it up again. I turn around and throw it at the top of the stairs, as I see many enemies at the top of it. I begin firing into them and the grenade explodes.

-Scene Shift-

The flash of the grenade covers a change in scene. There is now a little girl on a stool in the middle of the floor. She follows me and I go looking for Romo. I see "him" off in the distance, in a cave system. There is a fence or gate between us. He looks... different. A middle easterner with a dress on.

It all began with a prelude. These alien invaders from another planet who were way more advanced than us, had taken over a flying ship of ours and placed it in their mother ship. Now, the humans had no idea that they had been captured, so the aliens had to be sneaky. I'm in a secret room with 4 or 5 different people, all of them important in one way or another. We are inspecting this giant gold monolith that has been there for ages. It was emitting a faint aura around it, and humming. Me and 2 others decided to go out and investigate, while 3 people stayed behind. Somehow, we ended up in a forest, but it was extremely foggy. We all had a bad feeling and soon the other 2 guys were picked off. With them gone, I decided to run back, to see what else was happening. In the secret room, one man had been stabbed, and another was taking cover. The monolith was freaking out, changing colors rapidly and vibrating, so I touched it. When I did, it collapsed into one piece, melded into the floor, and a door opened. I entered, and now I was in the alien ship. It looked a lot like Halo 3, and there were some humans there as well, although it seemed they were there against their will. I scouted for an exit, and I saw a teleporting device straight ahead. I dashed to it, and when I jumped on it, I was catapulted over to another platform, this one just on the coastline. As I flew over, I could see that a full out war was taking place, this area obviously overrun with aliens. Then it turned into a video game, about who could run through the alien lines the farthest. A minimap appeared and also an upgrade screen. There were a few different types of enemies. There were small ones disguised as humans; there were giant plasma shooting aliens, seeker aliens, and several others. I ran in about 500m, dodging and weaving enemies, when I realized I could shoot back. I got an upgrade point, and decided to use it on the minimap.
"Why is it so difficult to see?" Asked a mysterious voice.
"It's the fog of war." I replied confidently, focusing more on my game
"Fair enough," it replied.
I was running back now, and I was asked by Edward how far I was.
"Not far at all." I said.
"I'm about 1000 meters out, but I'll wait for you until you get here."
This is the part where I woke up.
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I woke up into a lucid dream. Mr. Bean, Edward and I were in this area that resembled Medieval Rome. We were walking along, talking, and I'm not sure that they knew I was lucid. I told Mr. Bean about using the 5 senses to keep you lucid longer, and it seemed to me that he knew exactly what I was talking about. We walked a bit further, and I rubbed my hands together for better clarity. When I did, it was almost as if it got really bright, and then vividly clear. Either way, we stopped at this place near the water, and I remembered that I wanted to create my companion. Mr. Bean and I sat down, while Edward was up searching for something. I closed my eyes, and concentrated on my companion. A dragon. I had not given it too much thought, and that's why I made it a baby dragon. I opened my eyes, but it took a second for the dream to come back. I warned the 2 about the fact that the dream may collapse. My dragon appeared in front of me, curled up into a ball. I picked it up, snuggled it against my chest, and telepathically spoke to it.
"Your mine."
After I said these words, the dragon tingled a bit, like when you get goosebumps, and pushed it's claws gently into my upper right shoulder, like a cat would. I then remembered that I had wanted to fight my pet, so I summoned a sword. I wanted a Katana and a parrying dagger. When I opened my eyes, there was a barrel, but with nothing in it. I focused again, but this time it was a flimsy piece of metal that wobbled around. As me and the dragon faced off, an ambush struck. They were Arabian mercenaries, who had come to kill us. I still swung at my dragon, but nothing happened. So I ran around this square building to my right, attempting to flank the attackers. Ed was supposedly and apprentice witch(Wizard), and Mr. Bean was his master. But secretly, Mr. Bean doesn't want to teach Ed, because the road to the Archmagi is fraught with danger. Anyways, as I ran around, I saw a guy with a sling, and to shoot rocks at the others. I roared a battle cry as I ran toward him, distracting him. I swung at him, hitting him in the right shoulder, then the left shoulder. I missed the next swing and then hit in on the left side of his torso. My blade legitimately sucked ass; it was like a piece of sheet metal. The merc, wounded, decided to run. I said
"Eh, what the hell, it's my first battle."
So I chased after him. I rubbed my palms together, but it didn't clear up quite as much as I had wanted. I ran my hand against a wall as I was running, and the scene instantly became crystal clear. I chased him for a while, a few times getting close, but never stopping him. I heard him yell,
"We've never had this much trouble with an easy fight before! Maybe a medium fight, but not this!"
He then was cut off by the others. Now the others were an adventuring party, and we were in a place that more resembled Stormwind from WoW. My dragon was gone but I knew it would be back. We talked for a little while, before I ended the dream.


3 others and myself were walking around in an abandoned city. It turned into Gears of War, but with gigantic bosses; such as the Broodmothers, and a 50ft tall mutant spider. My gun interface was exactly like Red Dead, so another and myself decided to suicide bomb while the other 2 escaped. I got there a little later than the other guy, and he had stirred up some major trouble. I whipped out gun after gun, one of them was an AA12 auto shotgun. I saw a piece of pie in inventory that Ed gave me, and decided to eat it now. I had no dynamite, which confused me. Then, the scene changed dramatically to a period way back in time, about the 1600's. A scientist was talking to a wealthy man about his new discovery. He used Magnesium Sulfate and something else, to make a concoction that exploded.
(I searched Magnesium Sulfate the next day, and to my surprise, it WAS actually used in primitive explosives. I had no previous knowledge of this. )

okay, so there were 2 fishlike characters that lived in my basement. they wore suits that would keep them wet and they walked on their fins. there was a fishtank in the basement that held other tiny fishes that they captured. the pink fish was the girl and the green fish was like guy. so they went diving to go get some more tiny fish creatures. they were going to get a whole family of tiny creatures, but they got scared and tried to swim away, but there was a human in the water who got to them before the fish did. then i woke up.

I had a waking life tarot reading scheduled for a mom and her 3 daughters today.

Last night I dreamed that I did the reading with the mom and that she drew the card The Knight of Swords.

I told the mom about my dream and then read for the 3 daughters but had to tell the mom that i didn't have enough time to read for her because I had to pick up my wife from yoga class.

One of the daughters said "That's why you did the reading for Mom in your dream".

Note: I am continuing to use the dream hypnosis programs, and from last night's dreams, it seems they are at least getting more interesting even if I haven't been lucid… One of the hypnosis programs I have is specifically for lucidity. I believe I will try that one next.

Orphan
I am on a street in a rather shabby looking neighborhood, it looks like the people there don't have a lot of money to keep the place looking nice. It does seem to me that there are things that could help it be nicer without spending money, though… I find a plastic bag and I start collecting recyclable trash that I find lying about. I can help clean the neighborhood and also help the environment by recycling… and if I find lots of aluminum, I might even be able to sell the cans and make a little money, too. With what feels like a win-win-win situation, I continue collecting trash. I am walking past a small house when the front door bursts open and a child comes running out, screaming.

It is a young girl, looks to me like she is somewhere around 10 years old. She is screaming, and run straight to me, screaming something about someone trying to kill her. A man and a woman are following the child, they look about middle age, and the man grabs the girl. The mother says something about the girl always exaggerating, she's going to be grounded, not killed. But there is a look in the woman's eyes… and in the man's, too. A crazy look… these people are stark raving mad. They drag the screaming child back into the house. I'm not going to let this go, there is something very wrong happening here… do I have enough to call the cops? Probably. I look in my pocket for my cell phone… it's not there. Damn! Where is it? I certainly don't have time to go for help… I sneak up to the house and peek in a window. An empty kitchen. The door is unlocked. I carefully open it, I hear screaming inside, from down below. A basement. I go inside and follow the sounds of the screaming. I find the basement, which turns out to be a quite cozy and comfortable room, complete with a fireplace.

There is a screen over the fireplace, and the girl is inside. The man and the woman are holding the screen in place, keeping the girl inside. The man cracks the screen just enough to throw in a match… the wood inside bursts into flames. Without even thinking about it, I telekinetically throw the man and the woman away from the screen, slamming them into the wall, hard. I spot a blanket on one of the chairs and use it to extinguish the fire on the girl. The woman is coming at me with a knife. I throw her back against the wall. When the girl came out of the fireplace, she had succeeded in spreading the fire to a couple other places including a rug and one of the chairs. The fire is quickly spreading. I take the girl and hurry upstairs and out of the house. I am on the lawn in front of the house looking at the girl, seeing that she has some serious burns, when the fire department arrives along with some paramedics. It seems someone called the fire department, what a quick response! A fireman asks me if anyone else is in the house. Just the crazy psychos who were trying to burn this girl alive… the fireman is shocked and sickened. The paramedics take the girl off to the hospital. In time the fire is put out. One of the fire fighters says they were unable to save the parents. I wonder if they really tried… I decide I don't really care. I wonder what hospital the girl was taken to. I want to see if she is ok.

Harry Potter
I am in school, it is a normal math class, and I am taking notes. This is math I have learned before, and I actually don't know why I am even in this class. It is a basic Algebra class.

Since it is easy for me, my mind wanders off and I find myself doodling on my paper instead of taking notes. I am sketching a picture of one of the space ships from EVE Online, and then I start making some modifications. I think I am coming up with a rather cool looking space ship when I get caught.

The teacher is walking up and down the aisles between the desks and sees me doodling instead of paying attention, and she gets mad. She says I should go to the principal's office. There is a boy sitting not far from me who apparently had the same ideas as I do, he was also doodling. The instructor tells him to go to the office with me… and is there anyone else who thinks they don't have to pay attention? Some students snicker, a couple hide what they have been doing. The boy and I leave the classroom and head for the principal's office. This all seems odd to me, I glance at my reflection and see it looks like I am about 10 or 11 years old… and that is the age the other students look to be. I look at the boy with me, he has thick dark hair, and when he brushes the hair from his eyes I see he has a strange scar on his forehead, like a lightning bolt. Harry Potter! He asks what I was drawing. I tell him, managing to not react to the fact I recognize him. He says he was drawing a castle. He says that class is so easy, and the instructor is so boring. I agree with him. The principal addresses him as Harry Potter, that's really his name? And she addresses me as Raven Knight… one afternoon of detention for both of us. Harry doesn't mind. He says maybe that means Dudley won't be waiting for him after school. Math was apparently the last class of the day, so we go to detention together, and spend the time doodling some more. Harry's drawing of a castle looks awesome. He also likes my space ship drawing. We leave detention and go to leave the school. There are four boys standing around the flagpole. Harry groans. I ask if he wants to come back to my place, I could show him some of my drawings, if he needs a good excuse, we can say we're studying. He seems unable to believe I invited him, he asks if I'm not worried Dudley will see me being nice to him. I say of course I'm not. We head in the opposite direction, taking a shortcut across the athletic field to get to my house. We go into an average looking house not far from the school. James Hetfield is waiting there to greet me.

He smiles and asks who my friend is. He says his name is Harry, I say we met at school today… I skip the detention part. I introduce Hetfield as my father. I ask Harry if his parents won't be worried. He says his parents are dead, and the Dursleys sure won't worry… they may be hopeful that he got kidnapped or killed. But we call them anyhow. I talk to Mr. Dursley. Harry doesn't want to. I tell him Harry will be spending the rest of the afternoon at my place. He grunts. I say Harry's staying for dinner. He grunts again, and says Harry can move in with me for all he cares, then hangs up. I tell Harry he has permission to spend the night. Hetfield looks over at me, but doesn't say anything.

Just let me say this happened a while ago I am putting this up because i want to have it all on DV the discovery of my dreamguide that is.
Ok so i remember it perfectly i wasn't in a normal dreambody in fact i had no body and everything was dark except for a screen like a tv which was showing an industrial area with fall leaves floating around i realized i was dreaming at that time and started to form a dreambody by pushing myself into the screen and letting the world it showed become my dreamscape at that point in time i had given up on finding my DG and i thought id practice dream control so i started running as fast as i could and reached incredible speeds i entered a forest and kept going until i reached an area with trees and pillars at different heights i started trying to jump and teleport on to the many different pillars and after a while of practicing i thought maybe i should do something else a dc with blue hair appeared and said someone was watching me and i noticed a lock of orange hair from behind a tree and i recalled that when i was looking for my dreamguide she also had orange hair so i called out to her and she started to walk away she said something about me not being able to see her and i was yelling to her that i was trying and she was like "LOOK AT ME" and she turned to show her face but it was blank i tried to see her and slowly her face "Materialized" and a "Barrier" shattered like glass and rained down from the sky she walked toward me and i said "I cant believe i actually found you" i felt myself waking up and we hugged as we did i said "Can you please tell me your name before i wake up?" And she said " Its Validae, Validae Dindaio after i woke up i ran around like freaking out because i had finally met her! i got a pen and i wrote her name on my arm so i would remember i wrote "Valley Day Ding Daio" on my left arm because that's how it sounds. But something was off i woke up again!?!?! It turns out it was a false awakening and i couldn't remember her name but i was able to recall the four words i wrote on my arm.... Lucky.

03.08.2011

Failing Brakes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I hear this is a classic dream scenario.

I was driving a car with my dad. I tried to stop at a red light, and the brakes weren't working.

"STOP! STOP! STOP !STOP!!!"

I rolled right through the intersection. I decided to gas it once I was already halfway through.

"What the fuck were you thinking?"

"The brakes weren't working! Watch!" and I tapped the brakes and they did nothing.