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1) I am obi-wan_kinobi (wtf) in some sort of teenage school. I keep getting with all these girls when the U.S. starts attacking the schools with drones and Apache helecopters, we retreat to inside the school building where the universe starts to collapse.....

Non-dream Lucid

15-08-10 Tired after my attempts at WILDing this night I decided to try again during a nap. This is pretty confusing, but I will try and explain it. I think I might have spent a good portion of my dream sleeping, I know this sound obvious but I mean sleeping in the dream while being lucid trying to become lucid(!?!?). I read a guide on how to WILD that Siphorix mentioned in a dream journal I read this morning, while still riding my high from my first WILD attempt (that wasn't or was successful). This mentions 4 steps in the sleep cycle I tried to remember when falling asleep. So when I became numb I remained calm and try to reach stage 4, which I think I might have done. I started rolling over.. in fact I repositioned my body 90 degrees, which I was conscious about being impossible because I have a single bed and with the angle I had I would have had my feet through the wall so I knew I was dreaming alright, but didn't quite dare believe it. I opened one eye and looked to the ceiling, but closed it again swiftly as I was afraid it was premature. At this point I noticed a cool sensation in my body I have never experienced before. I was like my spine was being dragged backwards and forwards over an old school washing board. The friction between this and the bones in my spine caused tremendous heat and this was in no way unpleasant. I decided to risk it all a bit and open my eyes and exit my bed (I did this in a non normal fashion exiting where my head normally is, but remember I had switched by body position 90 degrees). I walked out into my flat and it had a real, REALLY real feel to it, so I decided to do a RC (the first planned reality check I have succeeded with, other LDs have had more of an instant awakening/knowing feel to it). Indeed I observed my hand all blurry and had no way of distinguishing between my fingers. Funny enough I felt a sharp pain in my pinky, which I associated with some recent cuts I got trying to catch a falling kitchen knife (don't ever try that unless you know you are dreaming!!!). However I also knew that these cuts were supposed to be on my right hand, not my left, but I abandoned the thought as I had the confirmation I needed. I decided to do one more by trying to move an empty flower pot via telekinesis, and I noticed I had limited control as the pot started to move, but fell to the floor. I focused up a bit and picked it up mentally and put it back on the shelf. I now noticed that the plants were missing from the shelf. I decided to go outside and find some DCs so I could ask for my dream name. I went to the kitchen and jumped through the window, without opening or breaking it. As I jumped I knew I wouldn't have the ability to fly, but I rested in the fact I wouldn't feel pain from dropping the 10 metres down. It was bright and sunny, like it is IRL and I found a handsome mid thirties woman walking down the street. There were a mother with her kids, but she seemed to distracted to help me out so I went with the woman and asked her “excuse me, this might sound odd, but what is my dream name?” “she replied, well it is the same it is long and confusing” I asked her if she was referring to my real name, but I didn't get the answer before I woke up. So I'll count that goal as attempted, still in progress since I am unaware if my name is “Dennis Spang Vestergaard” or “Long and confusing” ^^. Although it was very short and I had limited control I will consider this my first WILD =P.

I had a lucid dream where I was in a world where souls go.

I had a dream guide or spirit guide acompanying me, I don't know which one. The wierd thing was, the guide stayed at my side in the form of a kite. The Kite was conscience and barely touching me. Floating just above my shoulder but touching me the whole time with it's kite tail.

I was taken to what looked like an island nation. I was shown a great city, the city was natural rock, mostly white marble. There was a great colliseum made of white marble and the inhabitants of the city were there attending a ceremony of sorts. I was not invited, instead I was shown a large flock of white oceanic birds (doves, but the size and strength of seagulls). When looking at the flock of birds, the "kite" told me not to stare too long at any one bird. So, of course I stared at one, and when I did, I could see that it was the repository of some ones life, it was a little person and I saw all the trials and difficulties he went through. The kite snapped me back, lending me energy by touching my shoulder with it's kite tail she warned me not to do that, and then I stared at another bird, I saw a girl in a relationship, she was unhappy and started doing heroine, ultimatly she took her own life, I was then snapped back by the kite. The kite told me we were supposed to see what was goinig on in the colliseum, and she "the kite" attempted to float me off the ground high enough to peer down into the open roofed marble colleseum, but I had used to much of her energy, and as such she chastised me for being so wastefull.

i been having the same dream the past week hopefully this doesn't make my dream stop. Im a werewolf and i am hunting some creature that beats people to death. One witness saw it and said it had horns like a minotaur. No one believed him. I came busting through the door to his insane room or what ever at a mental hospital. i asked him if he could tell me the last place he has seen it. He told me that it was near a abandoned building. It was getting late and i was getting sleepy. I headed home to my bed and i laid down. I started to close my eyes and the next thing that i know is i wake up. This dream has been happening almost every day in the past 2 weeks. it happens on monday through friday.

1. I was playing Minecraft or something.

2. I was at Daniel's place and something musical was happening. I had a giant iPad (probably ~1m x 60cm and awesome fun) and I was covering songs on it in a cool electronic way using some program.
When I tried to leave the house, I couldn't find the iPad so I was sad. Some game I was playing on it was like one of those take-care-of-stuff simulation games, IDK what to call it but it was like you played as a girl in some world and had to buy clothes and stuff lol.

3. I was in Sweden and staying there for a couple of weeks before uni started. It was thunderstorming.

Me and a bunch of other teens (only a few I know) board a coach bus to go to school, which in this case is a diner in the middle of the country. I notice a douche-looking guy at the back, and I feel that I know him and that we have a rivalry. I remember being in the second floor of my school, but then being back in the diner.
That night me, another guy and another chick go to the baseball diamond nearby, where we spot a fat nerd passed out in the bushes, and we are afraid that he is awake and watching us. The baseball diamond transforms into my room, where we are all partying. We are all pretty drunk, and I see Kyra who looks incredibly sexy making out with some short guy. Ali C also comes up and starts hitting on me, but I just ignore her. I am socializing with all of the girls mostly because they are all really good friends. I ask Kenzie, "Remember when we used to be best friends?" She just looks at me strangely because we never really were good friends, and I know it's just the dream talking.
The next day is really short, and I only remember seeing someone run out of the diner from an overhead view.
On the last day, the douche guy is glaring at me on the bus ride to the diner. I get up and start to walk down the aisle. On my way I kiss a raven-haired girl on the back of her neck as if I am a lover going to his final fight. At the back, I grab onto a pole like they have in subways and start talking to the guy, trying to make peace with him. He argues that he wants to fight me because I'm in love with his girlfriends, and I know it's true. The scene then cuts out to a golf tournament in the diner's backyard. A middle aged fat black man is awarded a new set of clubs for "Best Homemade Golfing" (This made me lmfao after the dream.). He had difficulty shoving them in the trunk of his sports car convertable, and then discussed whether the top should be up or down with two blonde milfs in the car. Even though it was cloudy, they chose top down, and I sort of agreed with their decision.
It started to feel like the last day of a vacation with people you met who you would never see again. I went through the diner and opened up the door in the back of the kitchen to where three guys were sleeping. I felt really bad about waking them up, because they were trying WILD and had their alarms set to 10:30a.m. I told them that everyone was leaving, and they seemed like they wanted to go too, but they were too tired at the moment. I went back to the entrance of the kitchen and asked Kenzie if she had seen Bri around. She said, "The only people left are us and the girls from the Rusty Boot." She pointed at three girls (one was Natasha) sitting on stools at the bar who all looked really haggard. I remembered that the Rusty Boot was another diner near this one, and that they were the owners of it. I felt really bad that Bri had already left, as we were best friends.

well I went to the cinema to see inception last night and it seemed to take a starring role in my dreams.

I don't remember a great deal of detail the dreams of last night. I was watching the fight in the hall of the hotel when the gravity has shifted and then something changed.I can only describe it as that all of a sudden everything changed from a dreamlike quality to being real. It's hard to explain, for about 60 seconds or so it became real in my head, my awareness had changed or something but the most frustrating thing is I don't remember anything else.

Does that 1 minute window mean I was lucid but just don't remember, or just a really weird quality I've never before had in my dreams?

15-08-10 1: Very fragmented. I was riding a bike through Hornslet (the town in which I was raised). I am having a conversation with my mum and wonder if she thinks the petrol station will be completely removed, underground tanks and all. I keep riding my bike and at a point, right next to the old Music café, I ride extremely close to my grandfather on my father's side. I ride so close that I end up on a trailer made of egg container cardboard. He tells me with disappointment in his voice that I shouldn't drive as reckless as I am.

2: An old friend of mine (Asbjørn) was at my house playing Starcraft 2 on my old computer and me on my own. We are very close to starting the next semester (now we don't even study together so I probably should have noticed this). We somehow non-verbally agree that we shouldn't take the semester too seriously and focus on playing Starcraft instead. We decided to try and link up the computers, but have trouble finding a network cable long enough. This we eventually sort out by moving the router with a longer power cord instead. There is a shift in the dream and I am now on a bike and I am thinking about actually applying myself for next semester. I notice a trailer parked in the middle of the road and I wonder when a car will find it a nuisance. A car drive up from behind, but makes a turn before the trailer becomes an issue and I notice how the garage opens up with a guy behind a bar. I keep biking and speak to a friend's mother about how difficult it is to bike when you have just returned from summer holidays.

15.08.2010

Eight (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The aerial surveillance camera pans quickly and zooms in, tracking the movement of eight military transport jeeps as they blaze through the pine forest, kicking up light brown dirt into the air behind them.

"Eight?!" says a voice. Was it my own? "There are supposed to be nine. . . You don't think he. . ."

The boy, Achilles, stood before us, as his men removed the dark burlap bags from our heads. He begins talking gently to us, still trying to win us over, but the feigned kindness quickly turns into malicious indignation as he remarks on what all of us have already noticed.

There are only eight of us.

What happened to Crazy Tom? Abandoned? Left for dead? That's certainly what this scumbag wants us to believe. . .

I have to know the truth. So, when Achilles finally finishes his tirade and turns to leave, I make my move. Toggling Super Jump I leap into the air, higher and faster every second. Still airborne, 150' up, I turn myself back from whence we came and start the search for our comrade at arms.

Traveling at speeds in excess of 200MPH tends to get you places quickly. Soon enough, I spot an opening in the trees. I know this is where I'll find Tom. More than that, I know Achilles set a trap here. Still, that's not going to stop me.

Setting down, I immediately spot the remains of a crashed and burnt jeep, but upon further inspection I fail to find any corpses. Determined to locate some kind of evidence, I venture further into the forest, which quickly turns to swampland.

A woman's laughter echoes behind me. Could this be the trap? I ponder as I whip around toward the source of the surreal sound. There, in the pale moonlight, amidst the moss covered trees was indeed a woman, and she wanted me to follow her.

She takes me to a thin veil of vines under a large fallen tree that has created a natural archway. Beyond the green mess I can see movement and activity. It doesn't take my curiosity long to get the better of me after the woman passes through the gateway. Cautiously, I make the plunge.

The dark swamp is now a resort, with people everywhere, lounging about and in the many clear watered pools. Something is off. A sinister presence becomes apparent as several of the 'guests' and the woman from before slowly circle around me, moving ever closer.

Shaking my pitchfork at them, I shout, "What have you done with him! Where's Crazy To--" Lethargy strikes me as I feel a sharp prick on my neck. The swamp-woman is biting me, and there's nothing I can do about it. I feel drained, helpless, but it doesn't hurt. . . No. . it actually. . . feels kinda. . . go--NO! With a burst of will, I right myself and try to shake her off, but the other guests take their bites, too. . . latching onto my flesh. . . I really am helpless. . . aren't I. . ?

No. . . My struggle is weaker this time, and last only a moment. The power they have over me is remarkable. Most of me wants to give in and enjoy my demise, and the part that wants to fight, to live, is quickly fading. . .

I die, willingly.

My later dreams were typical 'forgetting to go to class and having work build up' and like sillinesses. (I missed two classes by my logic professor, Leah Savion.) Earlier I had a bunch of epic dreams. At one point my face looked like my friend Brienne's, and I was at a dinner table trying to avoid someone who was trying to marry me or somesuch. So I took off some headdress-veil and my face became longer and more masculine (like my real-life face). I didn't, however, identify the faces as belonging to Brienne or myself in the dream; that's how they look to me in retrospect.

More from the night of December 3, 2009

Note: Got this information through viewing a dream, in holographic form, from a dream that actually took place on August 11, 2010.

MoSh was on top of a hill with another man, there was a house under construction there and it appeared that MoSh was helping with that. It seemed like an odd time to be building a house, considering it was night time and there wasn't much in the way of light there. The man MoSh was with, who MoSh later identified as his father, got in a white pickup and drove off after explaining that he needed more materials for the house. That left MoSh standing there on the hill in the dark by himself. Apparently MoSh didn't feel like waiting for his father any longer, as he walked down the road in the opposite direction from where his father had gone. MoSh was walking towards a city, the many colored lights sparkled in the night. MoSh later identified this place as Edmonton. MoSh finally came to a bridge, there were a lot of people on the bridge engaged in various activities. Activities that didn't look like they belonged on a bridge… There was a sleeping bag beside the road, there were at least two people crammed into it and they were moaning and moving about a lot, it was enough that I was glad I didn't have to see any more of that. MoSh paid no attention to the sleeping bag, he walked right past a group of people playing Guitar Hero or something similar on a game system hooked up to a television, right there on the bridge. There were quite a few people gathered around and watching. MoSh headed a bit farther across the bridge, then he stopped and gazed out over the water.

I was beginning to wonder if MoSh was going to do anything else when he finally moved. He summoned a guitar and a guitar case, left the case open on the ground, then leaned against the railing and began playing. I still didn't see why we were viewing this dream, since MoSh playing guitar isn't anything unusual, but at least now I had music to enjoy while I waited for something to happen. While MoSh was playing, a few more people started to gather around and some tossed money into the open guitar case, giving MoSh tips to continue playing. A decent sized crowd had gathered when MoSh paused, summoned a PS2 and a flat screen television, popped a Guitar Hero disc in, and started it up. Now he was playing his guitar with the other instruments accompanying him via Guitar Hero.

The present day MoSh, on my right, said in his deep dream state using his powers come so easily. He wants a guitar, he summons a guitar. Wants a PS2, he summons it… he said he wished that worked in his normal dream state… I said it just takes time and practice. He said he needs to be lucid much more often before that's going to happen…

MoSh's audience didn't seem pleased that he was playing with the PS2 now, and several walked away muttering comments about the crap from the PS2 drowning out the good stuff… As the crowd thinned out I noticed Asuka was one of the people listening, she looked very happy, she was standing there smiling brightly at MoSh. MoSh continued playing, I'm not even sure if he noticed Asuka… He was just finishing a song when another woman came over and ejected Guitar Hero from MoSh's PS2. MoSh stopped playing and told her to give it back. She asked if it wasn't the public use one. MoSh said no, that was his. The public use one was down the bridge from him. The woman apologized and handed MoSh's disc back to him before heading down the bridge to the other PS2.

Asuka now walked over to MoSh and put her arms around him. He pulled away for a bit but then seemed to realize who it was and the two of them embraced… someone summoned a sleeping bag… they crawled into it for what I assumed was a session of which falls under the category of TMI in my opinion… but at least they were doing the deed in the privacy of the sleeping bag… I was looking out over the river at the city when they apparently finished what they were doing and got out of the sleeping bag… Asuka was saying she wanted to go meet more people, and see the biodome, she said Shawna wanted to get out and do that stuff, too, it wasn't fair to keep her locked away in MoSh's inner world all the time… MoSh said she is staying there for her own protection… Asuka said it would be safe. She opened a portal, MoSh and Asuka went through it.

The scene changed to MoSh's inner world, MoSh and Asuka went into the house quickly as I did a double take, forgetting for a moment that his house was considerably different back then than it is now. The scene followed MoSh, however, and soon we were in a bedroom of the house. Shawna was there and Asuka went right over to her and said they were going out for a while, Shawna seemed happy about that. She opened another portal, not paying any attention to MoSh as he tried to say something, then the three of them went through the portal…

On the other side I saw MoSh, Asuka, and Shawna in the biodome looking around. They both seemed to be enjoying the location. A woman flew over in front of MoSh and was talking to him, Asuka glanced over at that with a strange look on her face. The woman, who I identified as Pixie who lives in Silver's dream house, handed MoSh a bottle with some pills in it. MoSh was going to be wasted? Pixie said something about hijacking Santa's sleigh, then she dove into the koi pond with a big splash that completely soaked MoSh… and then MoSh was gone… and the scene changed.

MoSh was back on the bridge, surrounded by guitars. Someone ran past and grabbed a guitar case and ran off. MoSh wasn't happy about that and he chased after the man who had stolen it. MoSh lost the thief, but met up with another friend and they started looking for the guitar. No luck, although there were many strange things at the pawn shops they were checking… things such as dark energy crystals, various dark magical items, and just a slew of other unpleasant things… MoSh and his friend didn't notice those things. Having failed to find the guitar, MoSh's friend had to leave, so MoSh started wandering around again and ended up back at the job site where all of this started… his father was back, the white pickup was crashed into a tree… um… nice driving…

MoSh was telling his father that his guitar had been stolen. For some reason this got his father really pissed off! He was yelling at MoSh, calling him useless, making a total ass of himself, made me want to go punch him in the face… I was mutter to myself, "If this wasn't a hologram I'd rip you a new one, you fucking son of a bitch…" Instead, I followed MoSh away from his father a short distance, where it looked like his father's words had really affected him badly. MoSh dropped to his knees, his head in his hands, and was screaming incoherently. I couldn't help myself, I got down beside MoSh and tried to hug him… and of course my arms went right through the hologram… D'Oh! MoSh did seem to look at me momentarily, but I wasn't sure. His dad soon came over, still yelling shit… saying something about MoSh's friend Steve and them both being losers, falling silent only when a portal opened and Asuka came through looking seriously pissed.

"How dare you!" Asuka said loudly to MoSh's father, "You should be ashamed of yourself! That's your son, you fucking asshole! I'm going to have to teach you a lesson!"

I was staring at that, I didn't remember ever seeing Asuka like that, yelling and cursing like that… it was rather refreshing to see that instead of her getting kidnapped and needing rescuing… She didn't stop with words, either. She went over to MoSh's father and swept his feet from under him, knocking the surprised man to the ground. When he tried to get up, Asuka kicked him in the face, she kicked him in the gut, in the crotch, kicked him and kicked him… levitated rocks and threw those at him… she was beating on him endlessly, with everything she could levitate… then she finally turned away, she was holding her head and repeating over and over, "Not again… not again… not again…" MoSh was watching her, he looked over and saw his dad was on the ground, not moving, mutilated to the point where he was surely dead… MoSh didn't seem to know what to say, but Asuka spoke first. "Get away from me," she said, "It's not safe. I'm not safe to be around. Please get away, I don't know if I can stop it… so please get away… PLEASE! At this point MoSh disappeared, and then the dream was over… and I woke.

I was in a car with Robby. Driving and using a GPS. It was a road trip. Same road trip as before? We pulled off so I could find a restroom. Were were by the ocean. This part of the town zig-zagged up a hill.

There were many shops, restaurants, and bars by the ocean. It was tropical, breezy, and full of beautiful people, includin gmany young women in bakinis and tiny shorts, all deeply tanned. Needless to say I liked the place. I suspect it was the very same city I visited in the last road trip dream when I looked out and saw the lights sparkling on the water.

I could see that there was a public restroom near the top of the hill so up I went, taking in the scenery, the scent of banana tannin goil, and the joyous chaos the whole way.

After the restroom I saw some people salsa dancing. There was a girl in a bathtub. She was fully clothed. No idea why she was in a bathtub. When the salsa song was over a good 12 bar blues piece came on. I profered my hand to the girl in the bath and we started dancing. In the bath. In heels. I realized at the end of the dance that she was wearing a coat. Strange for this weather. I asked why. Turned out she had there arms. All fully functioning, but the third freaked people out so she hid it. "It's very painful," she said.
"Because of the immobility?"
"No, because to hide it well I have to dislocate it and tie it down." She showed me her third arm.
"You know, that could be really great for leading."

The dream shifted significantly after that. The girl became a blond male musician with long hair. I was in a group walking down a mountain. The blond man was arguing with another man about the pros and cons, as a musician, of having three arms.

Then we were in a thrift shop and the blond man was a Philippino man with his hair (still long) died dark red and in two braids along the side of his head. I put a hat on him and he undid the braids. Last Saturday the Philippines had been taken over by another country and he'd lost everything. He was very upset and we were trying to comfort him and acquire items to meet his basic needs. Furniture, clothing, etc.

Why am I dreaming about people with three arms?

Me, Taylor, and what I think is a CPU are in a race to the airport. We are in in cars that steer like Tron Lightcycles - they only go straight and turn 90 degrees. I am driving through an alley between a convinience store and a short wall, and get stuck because of crappy controls. I make it out and we're on the highway, with me in first. When we get to the terminal, I accidently take a right on a road that goes underneath the airport, putting me in second as I see on the minimap. At this point the steering controls are back to normal and I am able to get back to the terminal before the CPU, eliminating him from the race. We park and then spawn inside on the second floor, with my flipflops off my feet and beside me on the ground and Taylor's shoes on the other side of the floor, about 10 metres away. He kicks my footwear off the balcony and onto the floor below, making me mad because I know that if I go back for them I will lose the race, and if I don't I will lose them. I run and try to kick his off too, but he already has put them on. He starts walking through the airport casually, and I chase after him, punching him as hard as I can but he doesn't seem to feel it. I try to make security notice by yelling, but they don't seem to see me. I wake up very stressed and annoyed.
This was a pretty short dream but I rembered alot of details. Also, I think we were in the same terminal right before this dream started.

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid

I really wish my recall would get back to some kind of consistency!

Tree Beard Fragment

I was looking in a mirror. I noticed that by chin and neck were made out of tree bark -- roughly in the area where my beard grows. It was all cracked and browny-green looking. I felt slightly shocked and uncomfortable.

I had this brief dream the night before last, having just shaved my beard off a day earlier. It's really weird going clean shaven after having a beard for a few years -- although it's obviously even weirder in my dreams...

Windows to The Other Side

I was back at secondary school. C was there, and I think L, and we were standing near the main gates. There was a strange light coming out of nowhere and engulfing the area. There were spirits of some kind that we could see. It was some kind of portal or window to a spirit realm or so I figured.

It ended and we went to another location in the school where it happened again. We gathered around it and watched. It happened several times in different places, and each time more people would come and watch what was happening. I spoke to M outside the canteen and explained about the strange spirit portals that were appearing around the school.

The next thing I recall is entering one of the buildings. I was going to a math lesson, but wasn't sure where I was going. I walked to where I thought my classroom was and looked inside. For some reason I decided it was the wrong place and went up the the first floor instead. The first floor of the building was wrong: it was actually the first floor of the art & technology building.

As I descended the stairs I started shouting at the people who were entering the building. I felt really pissed off. I walked in the the classroom I had left before and realized that was actually where I was supposed to be.

I sat down. The room was configured a bit differently from how it was in reality. The teacher, Mrs. H, was asking if people had done their assignments. I knew I hadn't bothered to. I had very mixed feeling of nerves and getting in trouble and extreme defiance. Eventually she asked me, and I decided to go with defiance and told her I didn't give a crap.