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Nomad surveys the carnage below. From his position atop the crumbling heap of concrete rubble, the human running about look like an angry ants nest. His minotaur eyes glow red. He bounds down the was-building, down the mountain to the remains of the battle. Leaping into the center of the fray, he roars in exultation and rage. The battle freezes, and soldiers on both sides flee in sheer terror before the monster.
Nomad laughs and dances gaily before the warriors, tossing lovely bouquets into the air.

dream shift

I am being tortured. Fuck. I hate this dream. I feel no pain. It’s Vegeta. Fucker. He stretches a rubber glove over his hand and snaps it. This is a dream. He looks fucking real. He’s powerful as a supernova, and this foul entity is going to torture for... TRAINING! Vegeta madly laughs. Shit. He’s psycho. He’s going to eat my soul and shit me into a thousand pieces. His fingers unfold in dozens of tiny blades, slicing through the gloves. The blades keep unfolding, getting smaller and smaller, like fractals. I am being sucked into a weird world full of razors slicing my fucking mind. FUCK THIS DREAM. WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE THE FUCK UP, NOMAD. FUCK. I wake up. I am strapped to a table, mostly vertical. I am in a torture chamber. Vegeta is a Spanish Priest. I am a voluptuous woman. I feel weak an vulnerable. He looks and me lasciviously. I feel like vomiting. He saunters over to me efemminately. “VoX,” he calls me. “VoX, this is your mother, wake up.”

I wake up.

I am a sixteen year old girl, living in Tucson, in my old house. It’s a thousand years in the fucking future. I look in the mirror. I look like a female version of me.

I hear my mothers voice rushing down the hall... but, it’s a totally different mother. “Vox, Vox, you were screaming in your sleep again. Stop that shit. Cut the crap, or you’ll ruin your voice. Take control of your dreams.”

I open my bedroom door. “But, mom,” I whine coquetteishly, “it was for training.”

“Well, apparently you failed the test. Mother sweet has to go to a Function.”

“Okay.” I kiss her on the cheek.

I go into the living room, and turn on the wall screen. I am drawn into a lovely mountainscape... I am flying over everything... like a lucid dream...

LUCID DREAM? LUCID DREAM?

I run to the bathroom, and I look in the mirror. It’s me, but a girl me? I take off my clothes. What the hell do I have boobs? and? Ok, this is weird. I run to my bedroom and lie down.

This is a dream, this is a dream. Go to sleep, wake up in Wakeworld.

I go to sleep... Have some weird dream about psychedelic monsters eating my soul.

I wake up....

Okay, Now I am somewhere... Hawaii... A million years in the future... I am living atop some artificial island on columns built on sunken islands... I am a tall greenish female humanoid. I then realize I have chlorophyl. I am the same girl as before.

Okay, which lifetime am I in?

A man enters the room... my husband. Am I gay? Am I a woman? Am I human? Where is my soul?

“Where is my soul?” I ask him confusedly.

“Probably in your body, but we exist in many dimensions. Maybe in one, I am your stalker trying to kill your, or you are hunting me down to eat me for food, and another we are a plant and fungus in a symbiotic relationship living on a rock in Antarctica.”

“Oh, my god, I feel so strange...”

“It’s the drug, don’t you remember?”

He shows me a pile of colorful mushrooms.

“Oh, yes.”

“Look in the mirror, it will make you trip harder.”

“Ok. Just don’t get lost in the mirror. I am going to turn this song on. When it ends, when the say, ‘the dogs fly on Nunday,’ step out of the mirror.”

“Ok, honey.”

I stare into the mirror. I look very... amphibian. I then realize I am part plant, and we have gone back to the water. I am okay with this. I have a vague memory of land leftover from my ancestors’ DNA. Now, it’s all in Hollow Earth... but life on the crust.. is not real.. this is all a dream... yet this is all real... life is timeless.

I see a double of myself, but bluish walk in the bathroom with a frying pan, and she smashes me over the head with it.

BAM!

I wake up on the moon. I writhe in the Healing Glen in confusion, and shock. I feel like my soul has slammed into my body, like an OBE ended too abruptly. “RAVEN RAVEN!” I scream. Raven is the only name I can think of at that moment. I scream madly and claw my face. The Glen hums, the trees and grass are healing me. A portal opens, and Raven enters. She is in Queen of Night form.She rips an imp off her shoulder, and tosses it through the portal. Healing energy comes up from the ground, and begins to heal her.

“Nomad, stop being so weak!”

“Huh?” I am shocked out of my madness. I look at Raven. Her face softens, and becomes more as the form I usually see her in.

“I just said that to get your attention. I had to do something unexpected to get you to snap out of it.”

“Let’s just play music. I will play didjeridoo, and you play ocarina. It will be fun,” she laughs playfully. She takes an ocarina off her neck and hands it to me. I hand her one of my didjeridoos. We play music, and colorful healing energy comes out of the ground and trees, and the music... flowing through us. I cannot describe well the serene beauty of the moment.

I was in the large shopping centre of my city, with my Dad, trying to find something fun to do. It was late in the evening, and most of the stores were shut and had their lights off. We found a games shop/arcade somewhere (doesn't exist). There was two tracks set up with slot cars. One was for regular small matchbox looking cars, and one was for really big ones, which looked like big yellow triangles made of wood. The controller for these larger cars were weird, you had to crank some sort of handle to make your car go faster.
There was a small blonde child who was really good at it, and whipped the controller around to make the handle turn. The cars got jammed up at one point, and the second time they were about to, one of them hit my phone incredibly hard and knocked it across the room into a window sill. I went over and found that it was perfectly okay! Which really confused me, but hell who cares? I made sure the phone wasn't scratched with my mouth and then continued on with the dream. End.

I had a weird experience of having two dreams in one, with one dream happening while the other was being told as some sort of folk lore story, which I was able to visualize while the dream was happening, really different for me
The folklore story being told to me throughout the dream was about a man who would smash other people's right hands with a hammer. One day, this man's right hand got smashed by someone else, and he never, EVER slept again. Thrilling, I know

The rest of the dream was a bit weird. I woke up in my bed, (if I made RC's a force of habit every time I woke up I would have realised it was a dream!) I rolled over on my side and sat up, pulling my eye mask up from my face. There was lots of day light, and my dad woke me up by trying to clean my room. He was digging through a pile of stuff which was where my computer chair was supposed to be, and at one point he threw a stick of bamboo at me.

He said 'We need to clean up this pig sty.' I disagreed, telling him it was only desk clutter making it look dirty. I took a look around my room, and it seemed perfectly.. normal for a dream. My clothes were piled up where they were supposed to be, snuggie on my dresser, books and assorted mess on my table. I find it odd that I actually conciously surveyed my environment and didn't find anything wrong with it, at least my awareness is kicking in!

A girl who I met at a party a couple of days ago was texting me, she was relatively boring but I kept talking to her. I used both my phone to text her and then got on msn on my computer and kept talking to her. I sat in my computer chair playing with an LED down light. It was like a faded yellow block of plastic, with an LED in the middle. I remember looking at the LED and noticing it looked more like a yellow lightbulb, but when I turned it around it definitely shone white light in my eyes. I even noticed it wasn't plugged into anything, and didn't think anything odd of it. Dream ends around here.

So I was out in the desert, first with my school class, we were to go into groups for 6-7 and put on scoopasuit, as we were to dive into a little pool of water and explore the big world down there. Later I was out in another desert with my family, except my sister, we were also at a pool of water, but this one was within a tiny model of the pentagon. I went to the bathroom, and saw that afterwards, the waters were poluted with my pee, because there wasn't any clean water in the toilet. I drew fourth a water tube, and filled it down in the toilet, to make the pool cleaner. My parents and my brother had some gifts with them, that they gave to each other, not to me. I was later sitting in the bus together with my school class, and we were on our way home. For some odd reason we stopped in my hometown, were we got on our bikes, and I had to share some of the town with them, as we had too much time. Oh an in the bus, my teacher (Marianne) were speaking through a microphone, and her voice was not hers, but the one of Sir Patrick Steward, I noticed this but for some reason it wasn't very odd for me, it was just a perk with using that microphone. Anyway, I chose to take them past my house via. the bikelane. (There doesn't exist a bikelane past my house in real life) We went to an old house (which doesn't exist either), now this house was a memorium to some dead people, I don't know who, I don't know how they died, but I had that idea that it was, and as we got off our bikes, one of the other students (Nanna) chose to put up a stereo so she could dance, it kinda angered me, as it was a place with ghosts, and we shouldn't disturb them with bad music... I was later back at home, I was playing computer, but went out into the kitchen, and my parents were playing with my brother, a game where they played a die about presents, and I saw that all the presents were already handed out, and they had decided not to include me. This angered me of course... and they gave me a chocolate santa to calm me down... then I woke up..
Things that should have made me lucid:
1) How did I end up in a desert all of a sudden
2) If we were going diving, why only 1 teacher
3) How did we get into a desert in a bus?
4) Why a model of the Pentagon in the desert?
5) The whole toilet affair was just weird.
6) Why were we in the desert?
7) Why the gifts?
8) Why in our hometown? Even if we drove from my school to Egypt, we wouldn't end up there.
9) There is no bikeland in my hometown.
10) If I had to take them somewhere, why not my house.
11) Why the haunted house, it wasn't even a house in real life.
12) The voice of Sir Patrick Steward makes no sence at all.
13) There was nothing on the computer screen.
14) My parents would never do that.

The dreams roots in the real world:
1) I think the pools and the desert has root in me getting the Sims 3 expansion" world adventures" where I got into a desert where I had to dive in pools to solve puzzles.
2) The voice of Sir Patrick Steward has root in me watching Family Guy where his voice is staring in the character of head of Star Trek convention / head of CIA in American Dad
3) I'm at my school, so not surprising for me to see my school mates in my dream

Non-lucid, Semi-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in an old, dusty, dark shop with gray-brown, wooden walls, a high ceiling, and lots of rows of wooden shelves. Mr. H. [my first music teacher] is there. When I see him, I tell him that I'm glad to see that he's still around and still active.

There is a sign hanging from the ceiling above a passageway that leads to another room. The sign points the way to different departments of the store. I walk through the passageway into another, larger area of the shop. This area is the grocery store. A large family with a bunch of kids is grocery shopping there. I hear one of the members of the family mention that they only ever buy produce from Ralphs [a grocery store chain in my area], so they won't be buying any here.

[The dream shifts, and] I'm playing Petpet Park. I'm controlling my usual player character from a third-person perspective, just like in real life, yet my computer isn't part of the dream; the world of the game is the world of the dream, and I'm controlling my character using only my will. [That was pretty awesome, especially for a non-lucid.] I'm walking around a spooky, Halloweeny-themed area [that looks nothing like any of the ones that exist on the real site]. I'm inside an old building. While there, I set off a quest by causing a penguin non-player character to start walking forward from his spot next to the wall. He's off on his way to make a potion. This event is the first in a quest series that is accessible to non-paying members as well as paying members. I spend some Nickcash to get into a small room off to the side.

I decide not to go through a narrow doorway into an area where I could start some other quests. Then, the spooky atmosphere of the area starts to scare me, and I decide I want to get out of there. After getting outdoors, I decide to try to fly to Celestial City. [Celestial City is another in-game area with a more beautiful, peaceful mood. In the real game, player characters cannot fly. I think the fact that it occurred to me to try to reach another in-game area by flying indicates that I was gradually beginning to realize that I was dreaming, and not playing the actual game.] I fly away from the ground [or rather, my player character does; the dream is still in third-person point of view], deliberately playing the Celestial City background music in my mind. I close my eyes [somewhere around here, the dream shifted into first-person point of view] and open them again, trying to make it daytime, instead of nighttime. It works for a few seconds, but the sky quickly darkens to night again.

[The dream shifts again, and] I'm watching a scene from a movie involving a flyover view of an airport. I can easily identify the shooting location as Ontario International Airport because of the view of the mountains rising behind the airport buildings. In terms of design, the buildings resemble the old buildings that were all there was to the airport back when I was a little kid. They're bigger than the old ones, though, and in the same position as the new buildings, although they're not as long as the new buildings.

[Dreamskip.] I find myself flying over L.A. and the ocean. I am now definitely lucid. I can feel my pulse pounding in my head. I strongly suspect that the sensation is coming from my real body, but I choose to ignore that thought and focus my attention firmly on the dream. I use the moving-my-fists-together-or-apart technique I've described in previous entries to control my flight.

I'm driving along Pacific Coast Highway. I decide I want to drive to Newport Beach. I know I've succeeded when I pass a motel that has a sign on it that says “Newport Beach.” I also pass another, two-story motel that has water slides built right into the front of it.

When I get to the street that leads down to the beach, I turn left, then peel off to the right to follow the road that leads down from the mesa and over to the beach. [This road exists in real life. The motels do not, as far as I know.] Since I've met my goal of driving to the beach, I think, I am awesome!

Night of May 23-24, 2011

I'm at Disneyland. I'm visiting with some guy who [apparently] designs and develops roller coasters. I watch a video of a roller coaster in action. The video freeze-frames at various moments.

At Disneyland, there is a new building under construction, and it is visible from the hub. [I think] It's in that space that they can never quite decide what to do with, the space that used to be home to the House of the Future and is currently a character meet-and-greet. The new building fits in well in its location; it's built in the same architectural style as the rest of Main Street. [It made sense in the dream.]

It is dusk, and the sky is clear and incredibly beautiful. I walk slowly down a completely deserted Main Street, carrying in both hands a lit candle in a clear glass cup. I take the time to deeply appreciate the deep beauty, calm, and peace of the scene around me. As I walk, the following thought crosses my mind: No matter who you are or where you go, you'll always find your way back home.

The goal toward which I'm walking toward is a single lightbulb, mounted in a light fixture in the teal-colored, wooden wall that forms the main entrance to the park. This light fixture is right next to one of the doors by which people enter and exit the park. I set my candle down on the steps leading up to the door, then go out through it.

On the other side of the door, there is a wide, concrete-paved entrance plaza. Out here, it's still earlier evening; the sky is on fire with the golden light of a sun that hasn't set yet, but will soon. There's still nothing but a vast expanse of parking lot beyond the perimeter of the entrance plaza. I see F.J. [a real-life friend] crossing the plaza, approaching me. He's been looking for me, because he's there to pick me up and take me home.

[The dream shifts.] I'm in a fancy restaurant, [possibly] in Downtown Disney or at the Disneyland Hotel. I'm with someone who I know is actually Eames, even though he looks exactly like Leonardo DiCaprio. [:-) Plot bunny?] He picks up a drinking glass from a nearby table and shows it to me, showing me that this restaurant is where one can find the kind of glass that my candle was in. He then tosses that glass onto the floor, breaking it. I'm horribly embarrassed by him.

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Side notes:
This was a particularly clear, vivid, and beautiful non-lucid. Not only was the scenery beautiful, but so was the sense of happiness, peace, and well-being I experienced while in the dream. I still felt wonderful when I woke up from it.

Night of May 24-25, 2011 [I think; or it might have been any day between the 25th and the 28th. That's what I get for not bothering to write them down immediately.]

I'm in my current bedroom with J. [a real-life student of mine]. I'm hugging her and pouring out love and affection, as if she were my own child, even though I know she's my student. She returns the love and affection, hugging me back.

The Scary Door (no really, it was scary...) (2/1/11)

I woke up in a room that definitely wasn't mine and was immediately lucid. I realized just how vivid it was and sorta took it in for moment. I half ran down the hill of my house and found a ramp that led underground, very similar to a subway entrance. It had fencing all around it. it was very old, and pretty rusty. I opened the first and descended only to find another gate.

After entering the final gate, I noticed that I was half underground. I could just barely see light beaming in from the side, near the top. There were no walls or ceiling, only the earth. I turned to find a massive door, seemingly made of stone, that had carvings all over it. As I approached however, I got a feeling of uneasiness.

I continued however, until I was right at the door. I wanted to open it, but I could not bring myself to; I was getting bad vibes, and felt that something dark was in there. Despite being lucid and telling myself I was the dreamer and in control, the fear was overpowering, and I high-tailed it out of there. I walked to the church that was across the street, but found that I was unable to open the door. I began walking to a car that had a DC, hoping to talk to him, but woke up.

the dream started with me appearing in the front of my school i was going out with the girl i liked named adriana i barely got to see her "pretty much looking for her the whole dream" so i went looking soon i found a boa looking staff with a sharp diamond tip and something.. at the bottom. cant remember. i had a cross in my pocket "for a neckalase" and a dog tag shaped rectangular accessory that had carvings of a ak47 and other things on it i again cannot remember. but in the dream i found a sephorothe toy from final fantasy and found his long sword peice to go with it but it was bent D: so i went to find another one i went onto this rocky cliff and a guy hade two peices for the toy on was a short sword but it was red with flames the other one was a dagger. so i took... THE AWSOME RED WITH FLAMES SHORT SWORD!!!!!!!!. and put the peice on him i was happy then i found an RV with a fat dude with glasses driving it he asked me hey kid. "who me" yeah you. wana join the dream team! he said. they discussed there dreams when they awaoke helped eachother attain lucidity and traveled in an rv everywhere and they were fat. its like a dream come true <--lOl get it. but anyways when he asked me this i said. id have to ask my mother "i said in my head" but anyhow i found adriana and she wanted jewelry so she took off the sharp diamond from my boa staff and gave me her neckalase i felt used. after that she left didnt find her and i woke.

I was supposed to be part of a show on stage. I will be the last person to "talk," even though the show is something like dancing and singing and stuff, and I don't understand why I was just going to "talk" in the end. Perhaps I was assigned to give a closing remark, or something.

I was observing the whole show, organized by a Ms. Mon, and I said that I'll observe first before I give the closing remark. However, I left in the middle of the show, thinking that I seem to have no room in that kind of show. I told my agent/manager to tell Ms. Mon that I cancelled my speech as we went to our room in the hotel. He told me that we'll have to pay for our hotel and food if that's the case. I told him that's not a problem.

Then I went on an incoherent travel, in a school, with a lot of hiding from enemies in dark suits and stuff.

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Dreamsigns:

on stage
Monique
chase

Another oldie.

Dream Goggles (1/07/2011)

I woke up in the middle of night. I think it was about 4am, but anywho. I had taken a bit of B6 and B12, and went to sleep. I awoke with no recall, but felt wide awake. Since I had nothing else to do that day, I decided to stay up. I made a cup of coffee and played Elder Scrolls: Oblivion for about a half hour. I suddenly got incredibly tired, despite the coffee and decided to go back to bed.

I wasn't exactly trying to WILD, but ended up monitoring my thoughts anyway as I fell asleep. I imagine that's why it worked so well (caffeine probably helped.) I was pretty much watching HI of Oblivion, going through one of the caverns and fighting shit, etc. I slipped in and out of consciousness a few times.

Finally, I found myself in total darkness. It sorta felt like floating. I imagined myself floating up. It began as a sort of "tug" but then I was launched up with incredible velocity and found myself lying in my bed. I got out and looked around. I was astounded. I'd never had dreams this vivid, or this accurate. My room was precisely as it was before I fell asleep!

I slipped out the window, and began climbing down the hill of my house and my vision started blacking out from the edge, as it often does. On impulse, I pulled down a pair of goggles that I just "assumed" would be there, and my vision was back. However, everything was covered in snow, and instead of the town, there was a futuristic city. I walked down to a building that had a radio tower on top, and a helicopter went by as I jumped down. I realized at this point that there was low gravity, so I moon-jumped down the street

I remember hopping down to a massive drainage pipe, and I found a dead body, with a cigarette nearby, blood on the filter. I was about to investigate, but woke up. I managed to DEILD, and found myself in a void again, and got tugged back up into the dream world.

Part 2: It took me two more DEILDs, as I kept losing the dreams to blackness, nearly waking. But...finally I was back in my bed again, but things were different. it was a combo of the room from my house, and from my dorm room. I was in a bunk bed, which wasn't right, and knew I was dreaming.

I hopped down and ran into the living room. My mom was there, and said " glad I didn't have to wake you up again." I ignored her as I noticed that the kitched was different, but I promptly left through the living room door and walked down to the road at the bottom of the hill I lived on. I saw a small red cabin and headed for it. There was only one room, and my aunt and cousins were there, and my grandma was sitting on the porch. (mind you, there was no cabin IRL at the road)

My lucidity faded out and I was observing myself pointing a gun at my dad in the cabin, but I left, with my cousin following me, and my lucidity returned! We walked past the cabin and there was a series of wooden steps leading up a cliff/hill and I jumped up flights at a time. I approached my cousin to speak to him, as he was ahead of me, but I heard a strange beeping...unfortunately, it was my alarm. As soon as I realized it, I woke up...

I was walking somewhere with T and realized there was a tornado just maybe 20 feet or so away. I remember the light dirty brown color and it swirling, and I saw a twister coming out from the side and breaking off, but it was a darker smoky color. I told T we needed to get out of there, but he said we'd be okay. Then it hovered closer and passed. I saw two more in the distance and thought how amazing it was to be that close to a tornado and not get hurt.

No recall at all. Blegh.

My recall has been shit this past weekend, so hopefully once I get back into the monotonous routine of school amd work, I'll be able to focus more on dreaming and rememer to write these down before I forget them. I swear I remembered more than one dream from this night, but I didn't write them down in time.

I dreamt I had bought a gun from the pawn shop for $150. Or maybe a couple guns; I'm not sure. I was still staying at Rosas house and apparentley it was this big deal I even owned them. The entire dream was basically me justifying my purchase of the handgun and everyone telling me I didn't need it and me getting in trouble just fot owning the thing. Thankfully, I didn't end up shooting anyone.

Just started back up on Lucid Dreaming. Figured I'd post some of my dreams from the past year or so.

Going down Town (Sometime last December, when I was practicing LDing during winter break)

This was the first lucid dream I'd had in a while. I was on the top level of a parking garage. For some stupid reason I'd pulled a prank on a cop, and called him names, or something along those lines. He arrested me immediately. I was stunned that he was detaining me simply for pissing him off. I began freaking out immediately, begging him to let me go, but he did not falter. I only received a stone-cold stare.

I thought luck was on my side at this point. As we were driving down town a Train was derailed, and fell off the tracks and landed directly in front of us. We crashed directly into it. I managed to hop out of the car and run a few yards and the cop caught me. Apparently my luck was double crossing me-- even though we'd crash, we were directly in front of the station, and he dragged me in.

The inside of the station was, strangely enough, half police station and half gym. I was at the desk, talking to a different officer, pleading to be released. I gave up, but not before a few snide remarks at the officer.

I was looking around, considering escape, and saw some other people on benches, and a guy running on the track of the gym-side. I became lucid as soon as I saw this girl. She was dressed in some sort of modern indian clothes. Half jeans, half leather with tassles, and a couple feathers. She had a faint smile, and was looking directly at me. I had a distinct feeling that she was there, yet NOT part of the dream's scene at all. (I've assumed that this was my dreamguide)Her presence soothed me, and gave me clarity, and I realized I was dreaming.

I got too excited to actually speak to her, and instead tried to fly around. Yet, I found that as I flew out of the side of the building, I actually warped back INTO the building from the opposing wall. Just like on Asteroids, the old arcade game. I was trapped, and shortly after woke up...

After this, I managed to DEILD, and was enveloped by an image of my old church, under construction however. I woke up yet again, but this time it was a False Awakening. I was in a combination of my freshman dorm room and my sophomore dorm room.

I realized I was dreaming when I looked at my clock. I jumped up and flew through the building yet again, but as I did the dream began deteriorating. I was left in a WILD-like state with incredibly vivid hypnagogia. It was a lot like an acid trip. And I thought I woke up.

I had another FA, but I missed it this time =/

I went to go visit my grandparents who happened to live in South Dakota in this dream. When I got there, I met with my grandparents, my dad's wife, my step cousin Dylan and my friend Courtney. We set up this huge projector-like screen and started playing a Wii game on it(New Super Mario Bros. :3). I introduced Courtney to Dylan and made sure we all knew each other. Then out of nowhere, we were at my house playing the same game as before, in my living room. Courtney was playing the game this time while sitting on my lap and I kept getting her killed