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Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
You know when you have a dream, and it's in a complex location? And you know exactly what it looks like, but when you try to visualize it more strongly, the details don't come? And then you find it even harder to put it into words as time passes and you forget even the pieces you do know how to describe? That's what happened when I tried to remember and write this entry. At least this dream gave me an idea for a new dream plot. I've been thinking it may be fun to do an overarching plot in my lucids.

I was in my house, on the second floor in the hallway. In this hallway, there is a half-wall that opens up to the first floor, which you could see if you peered over it. If you look out towards the wall, there's also a big window that looks out the front of the house. Below this window is a large pair of white doors (the main entrance to the house), and basically a big room with plain beige walls and cream tile flooring. It was like this in the dream. However, I couldn't see outside the big window because while I could see the yellow light of the sun shining through, the glass appeared to have many, very small raindrops, almost like mist, on it. Like it was fogged up.

I became lucid here. This wasn't the first time I'd become aware that I was dreaming while in this location; it's happened a few times before. The lucidity wasn't particularly high, but it was high enough to have some sense of dream control.

"Yeah! I'm dreaming!" I exclaimed, as per always. Then I put my arms straight at my side, shoulders back slightly, and bent my wrists so that my palms were perpendicular to the ground, my fingers tilted more behind me than to the side. This was the flight position for the Iron Man suit, my main method of flight. For this, I already imagine that I'm in the suit, just to save dream time. I imagined the flight stabilizers turning on and the rockets under my feet to begin going.

Nothing.

"Fuck," I complained. "...Forgot to turn the button on," I finished, improvising wildly, trying not to get disconcerted because I knew it would make dream control twice as hard. I pushed a random area of the suit, not feeling a button, but only imagining the feeling of it being pushed in. The button I pushed was located on my right shoulder. I tried to take off again, with more conviction than before, and it worked - I took off. The half-wall was now gone (who knows when that happened; I hadn't been paying attention), and the window had opened like a garage door. The glass and frame was now perpendicular to the ground, at a 90^o with the ceiling. Outside, I saw a huge forest with two big empty patches. Behind the forest were mountains. From where I was, these patches just looked like bare, gravelly ground and box-like, metal and smooth grey concrete factory buildings.

I started to fly, pushing off out through the window and blasting towards these buildings. I aimed for the forest patch on my right.

During this, I lost my lucidity. The dream skipped, and I was now on the top of one of these box-like buildings, crouched up against a smaller wall on the rooftop. Beside me was Bruce Banner, a character from the Marvel franchise, who is currently played by Edward Norton. He was looking around.

The buildings were made of solid sheets of grey concrete, which were rather smooth (albeit still slightly rough), and they had nails in the places where the sheets met. The buildings were in very, very close proximity to one another.

A bomb went off on top of the building to our right. Not many chunks of building or anything else came flying outwards, but I did see pieces of fabric and a relatively small spray of concrete; the pieces sprinkled down in front of us, some falling in between the two buildings, down to the ground which we couldn't see. We also couldn't see on top of the exploded building, because it was taller than the one we were crouched down on, but we knew that there were people coming to exploit some sort of fuel for powering rockets. This wasn't spoken, but it was simply intuition.

I looked at Bruce and finally observed what he was wearing. He was wearing slightly baggier pants, and a loose, cream-colored long-sleeved shirt made of somewhat heavier fabric. There were two very thin, cylindrical gray lines, made of perhaps leather, that curved from the neck of the shirt to around the sides of the waist. The shirt looked very normal, but the details were cool.

We both had our back against the wall; I was really crouched down, but Bruce was standing up more. He looked at me, leaning in slightly and his gaze darted around nervously. Then he turned away and peered up slightly, trying to get a better view of what was happening above the building to the left of us. I could hear small bombshells, and guns going off around, but the sounds weren't too loud.

"We going to do this?" I asked, tired of waiting, and started to get up and run towards the building.

He held out his hand and stopped me, my shoulder pressing against his hand rather painfully. As soon as he took his hand away, a mere moment later, the soreness went away. "No, I'll deal with it this time," he said. His eyes turned a pale shade of green and he looked back at the building. "You've done enough," he said.

A man in a black jumpsuit, and black ski goggles with an orange accent around them, appeared. He was carrying the metal end of a grappling hook and a handgun, and he aimed the gun at Bruce. I heard a tapping sound, which I assumed upon waking that it was the gun shooting a bullet, but instead of a bullet, it shot a grappling hook. No smoke or any other effects appeared. The other hook was still in the man's hand as the gun's hook traveled, somewhat slower than it should have, towards Bruce. He held out his hand and as soon as the sharp front end of the hook contacted it, it ricocheted off and traveled fast into the adjacent building, as if the contact with Bruce's hand had caused it to accelerate. It disappeared without a trace after that. During this event, I seemed to take a third-person point of view. I watched myself and Bruce from ten or so feet away.

The dream skipped again. I was now back in first-person POV, and I was in a passenger plane that had beige leather seats. I knew that it was a higher class plane. I could also hear that weird, quiet drone you experience while flying in an airplane. But I cannot remember anything past that.

I have a friend in reality that i'm pretty close with and we often talk about our dreams with eachother. One night she told me sometimes she has dreams where she's driving through the woods, not scared or alarmed in anyway, not on a dirt path through some trees.. just driving straight through the woods. And i realized that a few nights prior to our conversation i had a dream that i was in the car with her, and we weren't talking to eachother in the dream, but i remember looking around and we were driving through the woods. I could tell just by watching her drive in the dream that there was no reason to be alarmed, even though we were starting to go pretty fast and at points we were going airborne when she'd go over large hills or mounds.

I knew we had to have had the same dream because she described everything exactly as i remembered in the dream; she even mentioned a point where we were completly free falling, like we had drove off a cliff, but we weren't falling fast, and when we hit the bottom, it wasn't a hard thud, it was like we drifted down slowly and landed softly on the bottom..

I've never had someone else describe a dream i felt, so well. The only thing was, she said she didn't remember me being in the dream.. and we had discovered we both had the dream the same night (a few days before we talked about it) maybe she didn't know i was there in the dream because we didn't speak.. i didn't make myself known, i was simply along for the ride i guess and i just watched..

So it starts off in my local White House of Music, but it looks nothing like my White House of Music. There is an off white strat for sale with a rosewood fingerboard. I remember playing it and apologetically telling the man up there I'm already buying a strat at guitar center. I put it back on the wall and walk around for a little while. My cousin Scarlet comes in and gives the man a receipt that magically turns the stratocaster into a cigarette. In fact, I remember seeing the receipt. It said Deposit/1 Camel cigarette and Withdraw/ (Some word that began with an "A") Strat cigarette. She started smoking it which is weird because she doesn't smoke. I literally was thrown off the edge and started to yell at the top of my lungs.

Next thing I know, I'm in my uncles' basement. I'm still seething about the recent destruction of the strat but there is no one inside to tell it to. I walk outside to a winter landscape in my uncles neighborhood. He was playing a wierd game that involved picking up trash cans and throwing them into a pyramid of trash cans, causing a mess. I start playing but stop after I tossed one can maybe 100 yards too far. I said in the dream "I guess I don't know my own strength" At that point I woke up from a serious Cliche but soon fell back asleep. For some odd reason, the whole road was set up to play this game and the last course had a large snow wall in between the throwing position and the pyramid. My uncle Steve tossed one can over, hitting the corner of the pyramid. Then he pushed over the snow wall, which must have been 30 feet tall and 6 feet thick.

At this point, I remember being with some friends and getting into a fight at their house so we put in this game like GTA4 but its me against him in a death match. I'm in a White Mob Suit. By that, I mean I'm in a cape and rings and a fedora and black wing tips. He's in all black attire. My weapon is a 6 shooter that for some odd reason, I choose to fire from my hip and hold it exactly old west style. I remember battling in these really complicated landscapes that I am not up to explaining right now, but the general theme would be in a city, port side. After I do a lot of running and jumping, the game ends and the dream ends.

I only remember a snippet of this dream and I may or may not be running two dreams together like they are one. So the dream begins and I'm in a hallway with some rooms. I think its 3 on each side. I go into the room on the far right, only to find out that it is a bomb shelter and a nuclear bomb is about to be dropped(It's a very scary feeling). This asian kid tim is there and he's huddled in a corner, rocking himself. I think some big shutters came down on the windows(an above ground nuclear bomb shelter, good idea, right?) So it happens, or at least I think it happens, I never heard the bomb go off. Everyone is still alive.

I walk out and down the hall. My friend Tyler is in a room to the left, changing out of his bathing suit. I accidently walk in on him and then ask him where he was when he had to have swim trunks on. He didn't answer me. I walked out into a plaza type thing with a swimming pool and there were black torches and stuff so it looked vaguely like a loo ow. I don't know how to spell it so there it is phonetically. They say that there never was a bomb (Good joke, right?). Jake is there and he's the one talking. THen I remember walking out of my neighbors back door and its pitch black. I remember thinking to myself "I want to have a pirate dream tonight and just as I think that I'm on a pirate ship and thats where it ended.

Wild west 2 layer lucid dream


the dream begins

i find myself in a field, surrounded by flowers. i begin to wander around trying to find out where i am when i encounter
a kitsune, the kitsune walks up and asks "do you want to be like me" i nod, and it begins to walk up to me when the dream ends and i awaken. when i awaken i look around to find myself in a room made entirely of brown wood and its extremely hot, i sit up and look out the window to find myself in a wild west town. i open the door to a large saloon, and walk down the stairs, i sit down next to a young woman about my age, and she turns to me and ask's "so, you ready for the shootout" i ask "what shootout" and she responds the shootout between us and those outlaws that came to town, i heard they were kitsunes so you'll want to be careful" i said "i had a dream about kitsunes" she turns to me and asks "really, what happened" i respond "i don't really know, to be honest, there was one kitsune, and it asked if i wanted to be like it. at this point i notice that i feel strange and the knowledge that i am human, no longer exists, i became a kitsune, but decide not to tell her. she looks at me obviously disturbed and says "don't let it distract you, you and me are the best shooters, and we cant afford to be distracted, last time that happened, i fell off that building when someone got a lucky shot at me" she points to a large building outside, the place looks familiar, but before i can identify it, the dream ends and i wake in my bed.

First let me explain the dreams title. Throughout this dream, even in the small section where I'm fairly certain I had Lucidity, i had the strongest feeling of already being in these places before. I don't know how to explain it either, but I just felt like I was there before. So onto the dream...

I begin my adventure outside of a factory. I think I'm with a black woman trying to show her this secret passage that's somewhere in or around the factory. It's nighttime outside, I'm fairly certain. We end up inside the factory, still looking for the passage. We run into a security guard. I feel different now. Like I have perfect clarity in my thinking and total control over my body. I suddenly think "Go invisible" and we do. the guard walks off, and I sigh in relief. We walk around the factory, I'm overturning boxes and sliding my hand across walls as I'm searching for this button. I feel very embarrassed because I can't find the stupid passage. Everything has since turned into daylight and the walls of the factory are white with a big red stripe running horizontally across it. I take one look around at this level and walk down some stairs. Sadly, this is where I lose control of the dream. I walk into a small house like the one Archie Bunker lives in but smaller, and darker. This is my paradise; there are hundreds of guitars and amps lined up like an arsenal from a big-budget action movie. I literally couldn't count them and below them are amps to plug into. For some strange reason, I don't even pick one up. instead I walk through a set of double doors and end up in a movie theater lobby. I don't remember the transitions but next i end up in a field of bright green grass, and my friend Corey is there too. We exchange a few words and I disappear again, into a desert. I don't know exactly why, but I felt like someone was going to kill me if I didn't get these certain crystals. I think in the dream, they were referred to as Kooper Krystals. The last think I remember is hanging from a safety harness like in Nick GUTS and trying to get this light dull blue crystal in the side of the rock wall.

'm outside, somewhere in my yard. I spot Grant playing in Gears 2 in his window. I'm guessing the dream takes place before the release of Gears 2 came out because I was amazed and went over to go play it. Just as I think it, i'm there, he's setting up a co-op multiplayer. As soon as the game starts, i seem to be in the game. It's a very strange game. There it is a very fat U shape that's more like an "L" with it's base on the ground and a second prong on the other side. If you were standing in the middle of the narrow hallway , the room on the left is larger, brighter and has a large observation deck in the upper right hand corner. It's almost like a second room. It clings to the ceiling as well like some sort of Experiment watching site. Apparently, I already know the rules to this game but I'm going to share them too so it makes sense to you. This is how the game works: there are 4 players. At random one is transported up into the deck. There they fight a monster or something. The other 3 remain in the cave to fight off a giant robot. The games begin!

The games begin. The first person is chosen. I vaguely remember her being a girl. We fire sporadically. The robot fires randomly around in an effort to kill the other two players. He never seems to notice me. Eventually I'm sucked up and in the room upstairs. It's got a heavy yellow tint in it and arranged like a lab/classroom with desks lined up in rows. In the corners there are Counters that bend around and have a lot of loose papers and engineering parts on them. I've got a small shotgun on me and Gears of War type armor donned. The windows are a very opaque yellow and have horizontal bars on them. Before long, I spy a cloaked Predator/Licker climbing down a big support beam on the windows. I take aim, one handed with my shotgun and let loose. Tons of static electricity come from his armor and there is a noticeable absence of blood from the gunfight. After that I'm teleported back down into the canyon.

No one is there. I see the robot in the distance. It sees me and I panic. I run into the other section of the U/L shaped canyon(there is an opening in the middle between the rooms). I run swiftly pass the opening and quickly climb up into the large cracks in the rocks. The robot is a dark gray color with a large brass blade on the left arm. She( in some part of the dream, I heard someone call her "Mother") walks away. I run out of the crack, dropping out into a changed landscape. there are only the two rooms there, no more long wall closing it off. To my left, There's a landing pad with a dark purple robot there. I saddle up on it and all of a sudden the "Mother" robot approaches me. I get the sense the man's my father. The scene then transitions from us running in open plains to a rag-tag settlement where there is a large celebration going on. Lanterns are hung, bon fires are blazing and spirits are high. I'm wearing a long brown duster with the sleeves rolled up and i'm dirty. I think there was a fight before the celebration. The last thing I remember is jumping 10 feet in the air to a loft in a barn to see some kids.

This was a cloudy dream. I remember having to sleep in a dark house for two full weeks. Then, my friend Danny's dad was trying to kill me. I ran through dark suburbs trying to escape. There was a group of kids I joined with in order to stay alive. That was it.

EDIT: I may sound very snappy in this post because I'm going through a Drought in my Dream Recall.

Well there aren't a whole lot of dreams up, try to get one or two per night and it'll be easy to find dreamsigns and consistency. But here are some that jumped out at me. The ones on top seem especially to be dream signs, the other ones are just things that showed up more than once:

Friends (RC when you see your friends, pictures of friends, get a text from a friend, make plans with a friend, think of a friend)
The facade/outside of buildings (try to notice every time you are outside of a building what kind it is, if it fits its location and time period, make sure to RC every time you see a building)
Working for people, having some sort of job (not sure if you have a job, RC every time you think of it if you do, and also any time you think in general of other people having jobs)
Macabre/fantastic stuff (blood, flesh, ogres, wow, zombies) (rc when you see or think of these things and play games/see videos that have them in them)
Music, esp guitars (I'm guessing you have a guitar... RC to it!)
Computer stores & video games (RC when you see, use, think of these things)
basements/caves, beings living in caves (RC when you see/think of these things. If you have a basement, maybe go down there a couple of times a day and RC)
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drugs/druggies/drug dealers
political things (republican calling you liberal, Obama)

I'm incredbly late for school. My mom offers to drive me and I accept. We go through an urban setting and she makes a stop down a utility road. She's working on some pipes with some other people. I become very frustraed as a green car pulls up. It has 5 people in it, 4 black chicks and a bald white dude. They offer to drive me to school and my mom trusts them to take me. One of the black girls asks me to drive and she will give directions.

The car handles very weird and I take many e-brake turns. One of the ladies takes over the car and we end up at this house. It has a green tinge to everything. There were may attempts to find a phone. One lead me to an old women playing a wierd video game on the computer. Finally I find a phone. It's interface is very strange and I can't dial it. The man takes the phone from me. He dials the number and rips a parasite slug out of the phone. I yell at him "YOU KILLED HER!" and he replies "I've HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR SHIT!" He charges me with a knife but I stab him in the lung. DREAM END.

This dream seems familier. I'm in a workshop warehouse. I believe I'm a guitar tech or repair guy again. My boss and CoWorker are there too. I have a beautiful red guitar in my hands and i'm fixing it or putting it away. I'm walking out and I get on a boat and take it across a lake. I land at a small lake house but i dont think its mine. Someone is there and I'm trying to show them all of these cool secret passages but I can't fit. I see a movie preview type thing roll in my head. 2 guys and a girl are tied up but the guys escape and go get help for the girl. After this, i play basketball under a pink purple sky. DREAM END

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This week at school, I was using the school computers to make a powerpoint presentation for my Chemistry class. I finished a few of the slides on Monday and saved the file. Then I opened up the file on another computer and finished the rest of the presentation. When I went to present it yesterday for class, instead of giving me the finished version of the file, it gave me the version with only the first few slides. I didn't know how this happened and even now I don't know. This must have been the reason for the following dream.

A very short dream. I was my room, sitting on a plush, red, cube-shaped chair at my desk. The desk was fairly deep, black-stained wood, with metal handles for the two drawers on the left-hand side. My silver macbook pro was sitting on the center of the desk, and my printer was on the back left corner. Unlike in real life, there were no posters on the beige walls where the desk was positioned. There was no lamp, or photos... It was empty. There was nothing on the floor, either. The lighting in the room was a bit dim and moody.

I turned to the left, facing the door to my room. I expected the principal of my school to walk in at any moment. However, she was already in the room; she was sitting on a regular fold-out plastic and metal chair.

"Finally, you're here," I told her, completely ignoring how I'd been waiting for her to arrive despite the fact she was already in my bedroom. "I've been having problems with my files at school. You have to call the I.T. guys to come over here and see what the problem is."

That's all I remember.

It started at McDonald's. I was walking around for a bit but an Indian lady yelled at me. I then started walking towards the play place which was replaced with 2 sand quarter pipes and sand in between. In addition to that, there are two BMX'ers poorly BMXing. I see my bud Max and he's wearing a swim suit. We walk towards a door to the play place but I see my other bud Puppy lying in the sand. He is talking about how BMXers cant ride on cold sand. I walk into the door.

We are preparing for a game of Spies and Mercs in the play place and there are a lot of my friends there. The game starts. I do some amazing acrobatics and dodge some tags. Its weird because Spies and Mercs isn't a tag game. I get cornered by this kid Corey. He is just about to tag me when I do a backwards jump to an island play place.

I then jump off of the Island and climb some wooden poles. The first one, I can climb no problem but the second one tilts and falls after I jump off of it. Someone tattles on me and I'm sent to go see my Gym teacher about it. Instead, a weird man catches me and gives me a shovel and a new pole for the ground. I take a second to notice the beautiful transition from McDonalds to a beautiful prairie and meadows and hills. As I get closer to the broken pole, It gets grayer and grayer. Eventually it's pouring rain and I'm 150 feet away from where the pole is. It has since moved out into the middle of a long grass prairie. There is a tractor spraying high power water water jets towards the pole coming at it from my left. Think of it like a cross. I'm coming to the center from the middle and the tractor is coming at it from the left wing. The dream ends as I'm racing against the tractor.

I'm in an unfinished basement with a friend. We are playing Rock Band. Im on drums and we are playing a weird song with a beautiful choir part. I'm improvising a fantastic cymbal solo to it and it is coming out great. Before I finish, I'm teleported to a movie theatre and am arguing with a friends dad with Obama. He storms away and I'm left to sit on a chair and the dream ends.

I'm in New York. The streets are empty, totally. There is a large, empty theatre like building. The windows are out and open and there are no doors. I walk into the building, straight to the basement which is large and expansive. I turn around off the stair case and walk into the back of the basement.

There is a long, infinite series of unfinished basement rooms filled with either torture devices or bubbling potions on the table with many many leaky pipes and screams emanating from down the line. I walk the gauntlet of terror. An important thing to note here is that all of the lights are off an it's pitch black in each room.

After many rooms, I get to an old surgery room. It's very dirty and grimy. There is a surgeon operating on a conscious victim on the table. He turns around and looks at me with very squinty eyes. He's wearing goggles that are frosted so you cant see in his eyes. He chases me through more of these rooms until I eventually escape into a dark aquarium. There are no fish in any of these tanks. I find a bright red door, kick it down and lie in the street. dream end.