I rolled over and got out of bed. The darkness in the room made it impossible to even see my own hand in front of my face. How could it be that dark? I got out of bed and groped my way through the darkness. The room seemed to go on forever. Far beyond where my bedroom door should have been I was still going. This was clearly not normal. I decided to do a RC, and found out that I was dreaming. I summoned a light so I could see the room I was in. Surprisingly enough, the room turned out to be my bedroom. I wondered how I had been walking forever and still not have left my room. That didn't really matter any longer. I looked around the room, trying to remember my goals. The book from the Akashic Records was sitting on my dresser. I remembered my encounter with the evil sorcerer that seemed to live inside the book. He had said he was bound to the book, and had shown clear hatred for all living things and a definite desire to get out of the book. He had said in no uncertain terms that if he had not been bound to the book he would have wanted to kill me on sight just for having light energy in me. I had not seen a single thing about him that I liked. Anything he could possibly have to teach wasn't something I wanted to learn. So instead of returning to the book I wanted to lock it back up and send it back where it came from, or even better, to a place it would never be found. I picked the book up off of the dresser and lied it down on my bed. It seemed completely harmless now. There was no sign of the evil contained within. Nothing on the book that could betray that it was anything other than an ordinary antique book. I had a thought in the back of my mind that maybe finding the evil sorcerer had nothing to do with the book… maybe an evil entity had seen me trying to use the book and had teleported me elsewhere to try to use me. Maybe if I was to open the book now there wouldn't be any problem with getting the information out of it. Maybe… maybe… maybe… No… that was way too many maybes. Something about that book intended to get me to go into it again, no doubt the power of that damned sorcerer. No way could he be trusted. The locks on the book hung open. They looked simple enough to seal again. I tried to lock the book closed. It wouldn't stay. I would fasten the lock just to have it come open again on its own. Why was that happening? That seemed like a bad sign, like the thing inside had already started the process of getting itself out. I wasn't sure how powerful that sorcerer was, but there was no way that having him get out could be considered a good thing. I tried a few more times to make the book stay sealed closed. Those ideas included different energy flows, including the one that had caused it to open and the inverse of the one that had caused it to open. Nothing worked. Maybe I would have to ask someone about this. I thought it seemed really retarded that I had opened the book and now I couldn't lock it again. I knew it would be a stupid move to go back into the book and end up releasing the sorcerer, but had I already done something incredibly stupid? If I had, then I would have to set it right. No two ways about it. That meant finding out a spell that would seal the sorcerer back into the book or into something similar or destroy the sorcerer or heal him on the off chance he had a spark somewhere in there… But maybe it wasn't down to that yet. Not wanting to leave the book alone for some reason, I telepathically contacted Q. I told Q what the current problem was. Q responded by saying that since Sephiroth is part dark energy, I should contact Sephiroth. Q said Sephiroth would have a better understanding of the dark energy at work inside the book. So I telepathically contacted Sephiroth. I repeated to Sephiroth what the problem with the book was. Sephiroth said he would be right there. And sure enough, only a second or so had passed before Sephiroth appeared in my room. Sephiroth came over beside me on my bed and sat down, picking the book up and taking a look at it. Sephiroth turned the book over in his hands a few times, seeming a bit puzzled. He examined the lock closely, latching it closed only to have it come open again. I asked him if he knew what was wrong. He indicated to me to be quiet, looked at the book some more, then finally said that this lock would need a specific flow of energy to seal it, just as it had needed a specific flow of energy to open it. Sephiroth examined the book a bit more and then latched the lock closed. This time it stayed locked. Sephiroth got up from my bed, looked at the book a bit longer, then he set the book down on my dresser. I asked him if he wasn't going to take it with him. He said not yet. He said he wasn't sure that book was supposed to be in the Akashic Records to begin with. I said I thought every book ever written was in there. Sephiroth shook his head. He said every piece of knowledge is kept there, but not every book ever written or created. Information on dark energy could surely be found there, including information on how to use it and control it. But if this book was created to house and imprison an evil entity, it surely was not intended to be in the Akashic Records. He said he was going to find out more about the book before deciding what to do with it. He added that since the book had not been bothered in my room so far, it seemed best not to move it. There would be a lot of evil forces that would love to get their hands on that book, either to claim its knowledge or even to release the sorcerer. And that would not be a good thing. I waited there a few more minutes, spent some time with Sephiroth. After spending some time with Sephiroth, I felt the dream slipping. I didn't even try to stop it. I had gotten to be very relaxed while I was with Sephiroth. So now everything in the dream faded to black and I woke.
Updated 07-09-2010 at 02:06 AM by 27700
When we got back to MoSh's inner world, I noticed the dream seemed to be ending. Time to dilate time. I told MoSh I wanted to do something more with him if he didn't mind. He said that was cool. I figured that might not even matter… if he wasn't going to remember me. Either way, I decided to dilate time. I focused on Allura's method of time dilation, dilating time to the point where one hour in waking life equaled four hours of dream time. I asked MoSh what he wanted to do. He said he didn't have anything specific in mind, so he would help me with one of my goals. The nature of my goals eluded me at the time… Since I couldn't focus on something specific to aim for, I focused on opening a portal to take MoSh and me somewhere we needed to be. The portal opened. MoSh followed me through… Once we were on the other side, I had a look around. I saw a familiar face… I focused on placing the name… Lonewolf! So why had my portal brought MoSh and me to see Lonewolf? There were a couple of women there with Lonewolf. I didn't recognize them. I looked around to take in the situation. I realized there was a battle going on. There were zombies attacking. I figured that was why I was there. There were a couple of other people right there with Lonewolf, but I didn't recognize them. I headed towards the area where the main advancement of zombies seemed to be coming from. There were so many of them… I wondered how it had happened that these zombies were attacking Lonewolf and his friends… I looked into the hoard of zombies. There were also some other things out there that appeared to be demons. I still didn't understand why they would be attacking Lonewolf, but it didn't really matter. They were attacking but that was about to stop. MoSh and I were now outside the main gate of what looked like an ancient fortress. MoSh changed into his naga form and flew off. I thought a few extra of me would be a benefit. I used the song Divide by Disturbed to multiply myself. I multiplied myself until there were 256 of me. I considered going on to 512, but I decided against it. The battle raged on. All of the copies of me attacked the enemies with Witchblade swords, some of the Witchblade swords were charged with light energy lightning which made them even more effective against zombies and demons. I had the idea one of my copies was using a fire weapon of some kind… I didn't have time to contemplate why just one of my doubles was using fire… I saw areas of the hoard bathed in green flames. That was no doubt MoSh's doing… It seemed that the hoard of enemies knew no end. Cut through endless numbers of them and more just came to replace those. I followed the direction that the zombies and demons seemed to be coming from. I fought my way through the hoard of enemies, past several of my clones, I spotted some more green flames off to my left… I happened to think that a big fight should involve more people… I looked around the hoards of zombies. There were lots of me fighting through there. I also did see a few other people. Sephiroth was a short distance to my right, I spotted Link off to the left… I wondered who else was there. I continued tracking the zombies back until I found where they were coming from. I found that the zombies and demons were coming through a portal as if it was a tunnel, and they seemed to just keep coming. To fix this situation I would have to close the portal. There were endless numbers of enemies coming out of the portal… it would be hard to close as long as that was going on. So my answer to that was to power up a large energy blast, using Dragonball Z as my archetype. I powered up a Final Flash of light energy and then fired it directly into the portal. It fired directly through the portal, incinerating zombies and demons as it went. I couldn't see what it hit at the other end, but there was a huge explosion that set the entire portal unstable. The portal itself exploded in a blast of energy that incinerated all of the nearby zombies and demons. The portal collapsed in on itself, finally leaving nothing behind but some dispersing light. I was now standing in a large empty space. I looked around and saw what was left of the zombie and demon hoard moving away from my location. I wondered if the enemies had even noticed that their portal was destroyed and there would be no more reinforcements… So I went back into the fray and continued helping the others fight. My copies were starting to disperse a bit too far, and that was getting disoriented. A couple of my copies were in a swamp like area… which was not consistent with my current location. I wondered where those copies had managed to get themselves… The fight continued for a while longer, but now there was a definite end to it all. Finally there were only a few of the enemies left. Before the last one fell, however, I lost the dream and woke.
I had an False Awakening, a door bell "woke me up". It was my friend from Sweden. My mother said that I am sleeping. I "slept" for a while and then found myself walking down the street. Supposedly I met his mother and we went to sports field. I suddenly found myself playing soccer. Next thing I know I was a goalkeeper. But goal had doors. Suddenly, my other friend came and started shutting doors which produced music. The music was playing in 1/3 beat.
Updated 01-29-2011 at 02:27 PM by 25701
I was waiting in cold, snowy weather for a bus-not a city bus but a coach bus. The bus came and picked me and some other people who were waiting for the same bus. But what like it seem half-way through the trip something happened-maybe a fight or something? Just before the 2 people sat back down-I reached over accross the asile-(I thought the person accross the asile was the person respoinsble for whatever happened but he wasn't) and put a hooky-do thing onto a screw or something and the person turned into an identical version of the other guy who was sitting up at the front 3 asiles in front of me-which when I realized my mistake and I was . The next thing I knew the bus was at a hotel with a fountian out front. It was a very expensive hotel. The two indentical males started fighting with each other when they were still outside (they were both big-headed). When that was happening the rest of us went into the hotel. We were told to meet at the pools by 3:00. It was 3:00 and we meet by the pools and the (inscrutor/counseller/whatever she was?) called out are names-mind you we were all wearing swim suits (women were wearing swim suits when the men who were there were wearing trunks). We were missing a couple of people beside the two identenical big-head males). Suddnely someone who looked like my (in the head) version of Rita Skeeter (Harry Potter character first appeared in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and than again in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix) appeared. She was looking at all of us but for some reason her eyes always kept coming back to focus on me. But mom woke me up shortly after this.
08.07.2010Some beers with the boss. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Well. Some of a crazy night. I had several FAs and I started recalling only fragments to full dreams and even a short lucid. I am so happy!!! I have at least one major lucid a week and 4-5 minor lucids a week! Here goes, the sixth of the night: I was going to work at the Olive Oil store but it was located in a different mall. The mall was indoors instead of outdoors. I met with some made up co-workers and my wife. I also saw my boss, however, it was made up, not my real boss from the Olive Oil store. He told me that the store was very slow and to enjoy a beer with him. We went to a bar, it looked old school. There were three more co-workers and my wife. My wife requested a Tecate beer so I did as well. The beer was served inside an empty coconut. They also server us a salad, made mostly of spinach. I tasted the beer and it tasted more like a soda. After a while, I looked at the clock and a few hours passed. I though it was time to go back to the store. As I enter it, it was crowded. There was an employee behind the tasting bar really busy and annoyed. I went behind the bar but for some reason I needed to pull my pants. I was not able because there was a hanger behind the bar full of jackets. I also had my back pack with cards on me so I took it out before pulling my pants in. A female co-worker made sure I was finally behind the bar. I started to work and woke up.
Updated 07-11-2010 at 07:37 AM by 31830
i had a dream about that heartthrob from Lizzie Maguire, which i havent watched in like 6 years. he was really stupid but i was so touched by his humility, then i woke up and i can't stop googling images of Clayton Snyder-- wtf guys wtf
08.07.2010Downtown (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Well. Some of a crazy night. I had several FAs and I started recalling only fragments to full dreams and even a short lucid. I am so happy!!! I have at least one major lucid a week and 4-5 minor lucids a week! Here goes, the fifth of the night: I was in downtown with my wife. It was day and we were walking. We got to an odd building and she entered it. I was waiting outside. I could see her talking with some friends. I spend a while outside but I decided to open the gated door and enter. Where my wife was talking, there was now a different lady. I entered the building and it was like a hospital. I asked the staff inside if they saw my wife. They had no idea about what I was talking about. I found very odd that my wife left without even telling me, so I decided to look at my hands and RC I was missing my thumbs so I turned lucid. I was alone now surrounded by skycrappers. I decided to do the Task of the Year, Beat Neil Armstrong down the ladder. The dream quality was low and it did not appear very robust, so I wanted to do it fast. I took flight without a sweat and flew over the clouds. As I was approaching the sky, it would turn more gray and blurry. I felt I was loosing the dream so I decided to spin without success. I decided to crush head on in the ground to do something funny before the dream ended. I started to fly at maximum speed and crushed in the ground. I ended in a False Awakening instantly. My wife complained about what I just did. She told me it might not hurt to me, but it did a little to her, she felt the crash. The scenery changed and I was alone in downtown again. I called to my wife's cell phone and she replied, "Yeah, I am here. I am buying a lot of octopus and fish!" I was surprised she told me that and I told her, "Don't you think we already bought enough groceries yesterday?" She said something and got mad without a reason. The phone call ended. I noticed I walked a few blocks away my parked car. I was not used to the neighborhood I was located and I was lost. The streets were crowded. There were outdoors parties going on. I was thinking in calling my wife to meet at some point and look for our car, but I decided not. I had another FA in a different room. I started to write down my dream and my wife asked me, "Have you had any lucids today, how about Astral Projections?" I told her I just had one lucid right now. My wife woke up and looked a lot different that she is. I made a RC looking at my hands. Oddly, they looked okay and I accepted it instead of doing other RCs. My wife asked me, "So, the RC did not work this time, huh?" She was smiling. I replied, "I guess not. I felt you were different, but now you look normal so it had to be a hallucination." I woke up.
I was somewhere a kind of school/home/outdoor mall/aracde/theatre kind of place. I was suppose to meet people through a door near the back of the werid place. On my way back there I passed someone who helped a teacher in highschool. She was having lunch (or tea) at an indoor patio but I didn't stay at all since I was almost late for whatever I was going too. I found the door and the room was huge-twice the times of my high school's drama classroom. The room's length was 25 m by 10m. But the room had a bit of a homey feel. Everybody was on the floor but all of them were people I knew people from my elementary school and/or high school (I could tell who was who just because of skin colour&hair) but they left a spot for me on the floor. People were playing with a ball --I believe it was a soccer ball. Than the room changed to the outdoors and we started playing soccer (it was girls vs. boys). My team won-even though I wasn't the captain of the team-but I did play in the game. I was the one who scored the winning goal the Captin of my team congratulates me. The boy team said the next time we play I should be on their team. But I said this: "Kate choose me for her team. So a team that plays together stays together." The Room changed back into the homey-feel room and all of us were dressed in costumes. I have no idea why that was. We started throwing candy stuff around. I got something werid kind of like an Easter Egg but not an easter egg it was made to look like a skeleton (like Day of the Dad candy that people have way down south). But I blinked and it was gone the next second. Our costumes mysteriously vanished and then we started playing with a remote control car each of us was to have a turn. Than the unseen teacher or whatever the person told us there was a play we were going to perform in. So she gave us all parts-but I like usually-(I should have seen it coming) got a boy/man part. Lockers suddenly appear behind us-its like the room was the RofR ((Room of Requirment)). We went to the lockers with our names on it. All I got was a maroon sweater. Which I put on than I got transported to the aracde area of the wacky place. I was with someonee else. But I was praticing my lines the person I was with said I should not have gotten this part it should have gone to someone else. I woke uo just after this happened.
08.07.2010At the mall (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Well. Some of a crazy night. I had several FAs and I started recalling only fragments to full dreams and even a short lucid. I am so happy!!! I have at least one major lucid a week and 4-5 minor lucids a week! Here goes, the fourth of the night: It was a cloudy day. I was planning to have a quiet and rested day. We drove to a mall and parked far from the entrance. We went inside the mall looking for a store. There was something going on with a song that I cannot recall. There was not many people inside the mall and we could not find what we were looking for. I had a few false awakenings and lost a good piece of information here. Now it was night and it was raining. We had to return to the mall to gather something, but we exited for an unknown reason. I tried to go back to the mall, but I saw an employee closing the doors and locking them up. I was worried because the parking lot where our car was located was very far if I had to walk around the mall. The employee did not allow me to pass. It was windy and rainy now. I grabbed my wife on her back and we started to walk to pick up our car.
08.07.2010Mid-night call (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Well. Some of a crazy night. I had several FAs and I started recalling only fragments to full dreams and even a short lucid. I am so happy!!! I have at least one major lucid a week and 4-5 minor lucids a week! Here goes, the third of the night: I was in my room. It was very similar to waking. We had a phone in the room and it started to ring. It was about 3 am in the morning. It was a call from the Olive Oil store. I could not understand well the phone call, I was falling asleep while taking over the phone. They wanted to tell me I was going to be off someday of these week. The scenery changed. It was night and I was with my wife. I parked my car in an indoors lot. We were going to a party that was going to take place inside the Olive Oil store, however, the mall was very different from waking. As we were walking to the entrance of the mall, I saw a round table with a few bottles and pieces of bread. One of the bottles was from my store. However, the name was different (made up) I think it started with an M. The liquid itself was orange. It was olive oil with several flavors at the same time. Here I miss a lot of information due confusion with a real awakening and a false awakening. I had various FA until the point of confusion. I was checking out in a store. I was buying something I cannot recall.
08.07.2010My room is a dream workshop! (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Well. Some of a crazy night. I had several FAs and I started recalling only fragments to full dreams and even a short lucid. I am so happy!!! I have at least one major lucid a week and 4-5 minor lucids a week! Here goes, the second of the night: - I was indoors. - A lady was giving me something. - In my waking room I found people that I have never met. They were writing down dreams for me and for other people. - These people wrote down about my Astral Projection experiences. - They though I was Astral Projecting in that moment, but I knew I was just dreaming non lucidly so it was not an AP (funny, did not turn lucid with that!!! This is one of those false-lucidity I read somewhere) - These people inserted some pictures in my paper journal like if it was a computer. I could see two or three lines of text, then a picture, more text and another picture. My journal was bigger than waking. - During this entire dream I had several FAs in my room.
08.07.2010AP and LD (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Well. Some of a crazy night. I had several FAs and I started recalling only fragments to full dreams and even a short lucid. I am so happy!!! I have at least one major lucid a week and 4-5 minor lucids a week! Here goes, the first of the night: - I was talking about Astral Projection. - My mom gave me stuff for lucid dreaming. - I woke up feeling excited and happy.
I open a portal, covered with numbers. I jump in. I am in a world covered by numbers. The numbers flow over me. They feel like wind water fire earth... bugs, fear, permission, anxiety, jubilation. I am in a beautiful mountain valley. Suddenly a storm appears, and the sky turns violet black. A torrential rain pours down on me. Lightning strikes me, but I keep walking. My clothes are smoldering. For some reason, I feel grief. I begin crying. I am filled with rage, shame, and fury. Flame bursts forth out of me. I turn the rain into steam. I shoot lasers at individual rain drops. All of them. They explode into steam, and a sonic boom makes the fabric of time and space waver. I fly to a temple at the top of a hill. I kick the doors open. I see the Number Man from Mega Man meditating within. WHAT THE FUCK. He is levitating. He turns to me, and stands up. He never stops hovering a few inches above the ground. He juggles numbers. I then notice his face is a question. How are you a question, O god of Numbers? I thought you would be a zero, or maybe infinity. Oh, you pugnacious fool, he laughs mockingly. Don't you know that nothing and everything is actually the same thing? I am beyond numbers. Though everything in this universe is numbered, and everything is coded and all surfaces are coated with numbers on their souls... Even so, not some, but all have numbers running across the surface of their soles. Don't be ashamed or enraged, just take a chill pill Dr. Phil, and let me fill you in on something: Mathemagicians are just the quick seeking truth beyond the presently held view of empirical reality. Numbers don't seek, numbers are. But, I am the moving numbers. I am the interdimensional number. I am the immeasurable. I am soul, and emotion. I am what can never be codes. They point their numbers at me, and I just flow, the numbers flow over me. They can never penetrate my soul, oh, because I am the Number God. I am the Master of Infinity and Nothingness. I have transcended dimensions. I am aware of all my existences simultaneously. See, in that one, we are mother and tiger cub, mommy. Oh yeah! Life will always be especially strange in a particular dimension. That is because it is far away from you on the lemniscate, but I have found a way to exist in the zero point, the center of the lemniscate. I am the smallest particle in the universe. I am the oldest particle in the universe. I am what is left of the Big Bang. I have the power to trigger another Big Bang, should this universe ever cease to exist. I access the Infinite Nothing. I am the Number God, I am soul and emotion. At this point, the number god changed into many forms, and the temples changed with his appearance. A great Chinese demon, a dragon, a god, a merman, a war, a plant, a solar system, a universe, a frog god... I am infinite and eternal. You can never measure me. I am life and death. I fell to my knees, and began weeping. I was overwhelmed with emotion. I felt like I was being born and dying in the same instant. Pain and agony ripped through my soul, yet I felt a profound peace. I screamed and stood up. The rain poured down. I was outside again. No, I burned the temple with fire. I painfully turned into a tree. It felt like being struck by lightning. The crazy Number God did this, that bastard! I forced a root into the ground. It felt like I was dying as I pushed it through the rocky soul. I felt a magma pocked with my root, and burrowed into it. The lava flowed up my root, and burst out the side of a mountain. It felt like my arm was on fire. The volcano grew. More places erupted, and turned the rain into steam. The Number god turned into a water elemental in the shape of a flying tiger. I turned into a giant magnet tiger. I sucked iron to me, and shot tiny bits of rock at the Number God. He reformed. Then, I charged the iron with fire, and shot it at him. He burst into steam. He roared and me, and rushed at me like a wind, but I exhaled hard, and right when he got to me, I inhaled him. I held him inside me. He giggled, "Now you see you are a Bhudda within." I exhaled, but only an image came out of my breath. "I remain within, as I always have."
Not much sleep or recall but it will hold me off until I get lucid again. Boom Goes the Dynamite (non-lucid) I open a panel on the wall in the hall at Uni. There are electrical wires. I planet a bomb while wearing a mask. I go into the bathroom and detonate. I take off the mask and run out of the building. There is all this chaos. People running around and screaming and what not. Transition. I am being accused by school officals but they have nothing on me. They said they saw me running out of the building on camera but I don't say anything and need my lawyer. I go into my room and my roomate is watching TV. I receieve a message on my computer from a friend telling me he is turning my WoW stamina into spell power. Frags: 1. I am in a car with friends in an alley. I am going in reverse wildly and stopped by the police. I am nice to him and manage to get off with a warning. My friend offers some mary jane but I decline, saying it kills my dream recall.
I have been working on being invisible. NOTES (previous night) I become very tiny and follow Raven and MoSh through dreams.
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