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I am young than I look now and wearing a grey and red poncho. I am in some sort of museum or cultural center focusing on North American Aborigonal Societies. I am there to participate in a vision quest and arrive late in the afternoon to recieve instruction on what to do. I am told by some Elders that this vision quest is more like a savenger hunt because I have to obtain seven various items from safes that are hidden around the facility. The safes are locked with complex systems that require finding the right item to open them, and not all of the items are plain keys, which are also hidden from plain view.

I see that there are several other young people in the meeting room, some I know in real life and some I know in the dream. They have already completed their vision quests and are just visiting the facility. One of the coditions of the vision quest is that I must find and do everything alone and cannot ask for help from anyone. I go over and say hello to some of the people I know but many of them outright ignore me or are reluctant to talk to me.

Evening comes and many people leave but I want to stay as late as I can and get as much of my vision quest done as I can. I walk through the facility and looks along all the walls and corners for hidden safes. I find one but it is locked and I do not yet have the key to open it. At first I am closely observed by some Elders who follow me around and take notes on my progress and discuss it amoungst themselves, but I lose track of them at some point and left to explore on my own.

I find by self on the second floor of the building and come to an area that is open to the floors below and is crisscrossed with wooded suspention bridges. The only way to the other side is across the bridges and as I start to cross I notice two Tolkien inspired elves standing in the middle of one, observing my movements and loudly discussing me. One elf looks like Peter Jackson's version of Elrond and the other is a dark haired elf with a stern look on his face.

I cross the bridge and explore some of the rooms that have many indegenous artifacts on display and see two of my friends who are First Nations peoples. One of them I know completed their vision quest years before and the other says that he is just starting his, which confuses me because I thought I was the only one. It dawn on me that this is now a race because if he obstains the items before I do than I will obviously be unable to collect those items. I do not tell him that I am also on my vision quest. They move on and I continue searching the display cases until I find a gold token, which I hope can be used to open a safe.

Finding nothing more of unterest in the remaining rooms of that area I head back towards the wooden suspension bridges where the two elves are there and still watching me. They are having an argument about something and as I cross the bridge and walk past them, the Elrond looking elf grabs my arm, leans in and tells me tells me where to find the next safe and how to open it. I pull away, plug my ears and run because I am not supposed to recieve help from others and I don't want to get in trouble.

Back on the ground floor though I go straight to the safe he told me about but it will not open. Nearby in a potted plant I find another gold token. I wander around some more and find an arts and crafts room that has a safe sitting on a table. Down the hall from this room is a women's bathroom and another safe. The safe on the table contains a coin operated locking system but which I put my two gold coins in, they are immediately spit out. Ayoung boy working on a craft in the room tells me that I need three tokens to open that safe and the the item and key inside will open the safe down the hall.

Just then my friend who is also doing his vision quest walks in the room and inserts his three gold tokens into the safe which pops open and reveals a green jadestone medallion and another key. He then uses that key to open the safe down the hall and loudly declares that he has completed his vision quest. Several Elders and other people enter the room and congradulate him and they all walk out to celebrate somewhere. Just then the public announcment system plays a message that the facility is closing. I watch everyone in the building leave via the main exit, but I am crushed by my failure of the vision quest and I hide in a women's washroom that contains a lounge and cry.

I suddenly have a backpack with me and I open it and find several key chains with lots of keys on it, some stones and shells, a picture of my first cat and various other random crap that seems pointless and meaningless to me because they would not have helped me on my quest anyway. Many hours pass and a cleaning man discovers me sleeping in the bathroom and alerts security. A friendly brown haired security man wakes me up and offers to drive me home. We hop into is light blue 1956 Ford pickup and drive through the country. I don't talk to him because I am very despondant and depressed. We approach some train tracks and despite the warning lights that a train is coming the security man just keeps on driving. I fear that we will be hit by the train but cross just before it does and it misses the truck by just a few feet.

Misha Collins advances his plans for world domination. Parents do not approve.

So, I'm sitting on the couch in our old apartment in Ixburg. My dad and I are making fun of an awful movie we rented, which makes for the majority of our father/kid bonding time. Minus work, of course.

The phone rings.

My dad picks up the cordless, and I can hear the voice on the other end, asking for Jack. I recognize the voice and make a grab for the phone, but my dad holds it out of reach. Why is everyone taller than me?

"Who's calling?"

It's Misha, says the voice on the other end. My dad scowls and hangs up on him.

"What?" I say, waving my arms. "Why would you do that?" I snatch the phone away and look at the call display, then throw him the phone and stomp off to my room.

I send a text to the number I read on call display.

Yeah, sorry about that. You should probably just call my cell.

Telephone. Scare Factor: 1.

This is getting out of hand.

I was up literally all night the night before partying and finally went to bed. I had like 9 dreams but forgot all of them except for a couple fragments. I really should have just written them down, but I was too tired.

Lucid in my house:

I was in my house sitting on my round table with my ex gf Kalee. I remember sitting there thinking how much I missed her (I actually don't though in reality) and I remember seeing a big red book on the table. If I concentrated enough I could change words on the book. That made me lucid. I got up and started to walk outside. Kalee stopped me and asked if I wanted a bj. I said no thanks and walked through the door effortlessly. I looked around at how cool everything was. I jumped off my balcony and onto my grass. I remember moving somethings around the yard with my mind. I decided to jump really high and as I was falling I stopped time. I remember thinking how amazing it was for me to have that much dream control. I started to feel the dream fade so I prepared myself for a false awakening.

I woke in my bed and instantly did a rc and was lucid. I jumped down my stairs and walked into the kitchen and tried to walk through the balcony door again. I did not work and I remember that almost everything I tried was not working. My dream control was off. I went to the left of my balcony and remembered people wanting to get to the bio dome on the moon. I decided to try and open a portal. I started singing some metalica song and moving my finger around to create a door. I felt power in what I was saying but nothing happened. My mom came onto the balcony and started yelling at me. I laughed at her and told her it was a dream.

Roller coaster:

I was on a giant city wide roller coaster in downtown bellevue. It was really massive and I was on it with some class. We were going around on it looking at the city for what seemed like forever. I remember my vision zooming out and looking at the entire city with the ride rapped around it. At one point my ride started to slow down and got hit by another cart. My cart started to speed up and eventually flew off onto another rail. As it was falling I unbuckled my seat belt and jumped off to safety. I had some officials come over to me and ask me questions about what happened. I remember this dream being really long and this was only a small fragment of what happened.

Lucid in my house:

I was in my house sitting on my round table with my ex gf Kalee. I remember sitting there thinking how much I missed her (I actually don't though in reality) and I remember seeing a big red book on the table. If I concentrated enough I could change words on the book. That made me lucid. I got up and started to walk outside. Kalee stopped me and asked if I wanted a bj. I said no thanks and walked through the door effortlessly. I looked around at how cool everything was. I jumped off my balcony and onto my grass. I remember moving somethings around the yard with my mind. I decided to jump really high and as I was falling I stopped time. I remember thinking how amazing it was for me to have that much dream control. I started to feel the dream fade so I prepared myself for a false awakening.

I woke in my bed and instantly did a rc and was lucid. I jumped down my stairs and walked into the kitchen and tried to walk through the balcony door again. I did not work and I remember that almost everything I tried was not working. My dream control was off. I went to the left of my balcony and remembered people wanting to get to the bio dome on the moon. I decided to try and open a portal. I started singing some metalica song and moving my finger around to create a door. I felt power in what I was saying but nothing happened. My mom came onto the balcony and started yelling at me. I laughed at her and told her it was a dream.

20.12.2003

(Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am part of a military expedition exploring a very dense forest near a railway. At some point, a soldier finds, under some brambles, an old yacht. Soon, anyon who gets close to it loses their bearings and become confused.
My father goes there, I go looking for him but I forget what I went there for. I find a dog, then I find my father.
In the evening, back at the base, my father finds me weeping above the sink (I don't know why, maybe because I was worried for him).

My recall was relatively fuzzy last night. I remember falling around this woman. She couldn't see me, but I knew that I existed because she was living in a different world, yet was in this one. She was interacting with people and things that didn't exist. I could see the things and people that didn't exist, but always knew what it really looked like. This is harder to explain than I'd anticipated.

She was trapped in some sort of pseudo-prison. She wanted to sign up to shovel dirt, then did. I was watching her as she shoveled imaginary dirt with an imaginary shovel.

At one point things between her and the jailer got weird and she spit bullets out of her mouth and he died. She fell onto an electric chair but managed to save herself from electrocution.

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I dreamt that I was pregnant and huge. I played some Harry Potter game that was supposed to be a different Harry Potter game from the one I had....
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I dreamt that me and a group of punk kids went swimming down a river. At the end of the river was my house, and this kid with green liberty spikes asked if I would put them back up for him.

June 20, 2010 - I'm up to date now!

Synopsis: First dream random. In the second dream, after trying to shop for dad I get accused of stealing! Third dream. In a war torn world, I remain the faithful student of a buddha, using my powerful psychokinetic gift to help stop the violence. But me and my partner are considered freaks, and the very city we love to protect turns on us! Only my teacher can help me now.

Night Time Note: Tonight was the first night I did my Dolphin Dream Mantra. But when it came time to visualizing, it was hard to focus on the ocean.

Dream Recall
I woke up. I couldn't really remember my dream anymore. But I just wrote what came to my head anyways. I'm making a painting of a dolphin. There is a rich man, evil man, who hired a hitman. Or someone hired a hitman to kill him.

Father's Day and Thieving at Work
I'm working alone. Where is everyone else? My sister is here with me to help me pick out some art supplies for my dad. I thought today would be a quiet day at work - but I'm getting swamped by costumers! And, I realize that I'm picking out all the wrong things. These brushes and paints won't do. I need to get the list I've left at home.

I leave the art supply store with my sister at 3pm. That means I closed the store two hours earlier than normal. I hope my boss doesn't yell at me. I get home and I've got my list. I start flying back to the art supply store. That's when I become slightly lucid and remember - wait - it is Father's Day. Were closed today! So I opened the store and suffered annoying costumers for no reason.

But I didn't come completely lucid. I still thought I could buy my dad some presents within the dream.

I get to the store, and all the other employees are here. What's going on? My boss frowns and explains this costumer wants to sue the entire store, for millions! She claims that I STOLED her anatomy art book. Me? What? I didn't steal anything!

I can hear her mouthing away with the cops. Painting a story that were horrible employees, doped up and drunken, and how I'm the worst one having stole her anatomy art book. Now the millions she's asking for would close this store for good! I tell her frankly - You're a lying bitch!

This whole dream was getting ridiculous. The cops approach me and I tell my side of the story. I did bring an anatomy art book home, because I brought it to work. It's not mine, but it belongs to my dad. They want proof. FINE! I storm out to go get my anatomy art book. Then I wake up. Remembering I wasn't going to buy art supplies for dad anyways. Stupid dream.

Psychokinetic Detective
It's the 1940's, it's the second world war. And everyone has a thick New York accent. Me and my partner are detectives. But because of our unique background, we are not well liked. Thanks to my teacher, I'm gifted with psychokinetic powers - all for the name of peace of course. My partner is actually my pupil, as well as a good friend. (reoccurring dream character)

You can find my mysterious teacher in our equally strange apartment. Everything in our apartment is shimmering, and sparkling, a cross between pearls and slug slime. Bright colors. And glowing bubbles are coming from the bathtub. where of all places, is where I meet my teacher. He's this glowing presence standing in the center of my bubbling bathtub. I only see him once in the dream before heading out on my adventure.

There's a nasty war going on. Enemy tanks parade the streets. And our idiot government thinks blasting them away with aerial bombs is the best defense. As if the aerial bombs don't destroy our city! A timed series of blasts, earth shaking, the sky lighting up. Some where another part of the city has been blown up.

I'm flying in a helicopter with my partner and other city cops. Normies, I call them. We're surveying the area.

"Look!"

In a ghetto part of town, enemy tanks were lining up. I could hear the cops calling in the find, so the soldier boys can drop their damn bombs. I had to do something!! I hold out my palm, and using my powers I move the tanks! The tanks roll over, upside down, rendered useless. I moved some of them too quickly, and you can hear the sound of steel crashing. I hoped I didn't injure the men inside, even if they were our enemies.

When we land, some of the cops and soldier boys seemed annoyed with what I did. My gift makes them uncomfortable. As we survey on foot, we run into more enemy tanks. And again, before the boys can call in the find, I move the tanks and render them useless. It's not always easy for me, so I'm glad the tanks move slow. The normies are sneering and sizing me up!

I ask my partner "Did I do the right thing?"

He smiles warmly and says "Yes. 'Teach would be proud."

That's right. I had to keep reminding myself who my teacher was. A pacifist, a buddha, my teacher wouldn't want me to use my gift any other way. I had to be careful when moving the tanks not to use too much force.

Were done patrolling! All the enemy tanks have been destroyed, or rendered useless thanks to me. The government declares the war over! Victory! And the once empty streets are starting to fill with people. But as we walk back to the station we pass by one very tiny overlooked street.

We ran into one last enemy tank. No big deal, just one tank, and it's a tiny tank too. We'll get rid of it while the city celebrates. But before I could even hold out my palm, the tank races towards us. It was coming so fast - we had to run or be run over! I had no idea a tank could move this fast! Is this the enemy's new secret weapon?

The cops pull out their guns but they're useless. My partner runs too slow and the tank attacks him. He's down! Damn, I have to do something. I stand in the middle of the street and hold my palm. I know by the time I can focus on moving the tank, the tank will fire. The tank flips overs!! It's energy beam hits me! But it feels like sticky taffy? What is this? My partner gets up and wipes himself clean.

We recollect ourselves and run around the corner. Checking every street, waiting anxiously for the next dangerously fast tank. Nothing.

The General comes, I quickly warn him the city is in danger. He drives me to the hospital himself. I assumed it was to make sure this sticky goo didn't infect me with something freaky. But when I get there I realize, this is a nut house! The nurses and clerks look at me with distaste. The cops who escorted me look pleased. They've probably have been waiting for the day for a freak like me to be locked up.

"What's going on!" I demand as the cops sign me in.

The General comes in and explains"I'm sorry. But I had to do this. I talked to my boys and they said there was no tank! There is no enemy secret weapon."

They look at me with those eyes. The eyes you use to size up a crazy man. "No! You're men are lying! They've been waiting to lock me up!"

They drag my partner in with handcuffs, he looks defeated. I yell "Ask him! Did you see the tank?"

He looks up with sad eyes "Yes, I did!" And they take him away to a cell.

I slam my hand on the table. "Dammit General!! There were four people out there. Now me and my partner say we saw a tank. Your boys say they didn't. That's two and two. That's a 50 and 50 chance the tank is and isn't real. You have no choice but to investigate yourself! That tank fired something strange. It would have left a residue. Look for it!"

The General storms out of the room with the rest of the cops. The clerks tinker away with their paper work. I'm sure they're trying to find me a room. Well, hopefully the General will do the right thing, and realize the city is in danger. Tap-tap-tap.

I can see the General's head peaking from the back door. I sneak back there and he opens the back door for me. "I know you're not crazy. But the city is in denial. We'll have to work in secret."

He leads me away. Where once were long streets of the city, are now long corridors and hallways. We've set up in the corner of the hallway. Waiting anxiously for the next dangerous tank. I've left my partner behind, he could use a break. The General and some ladies go through piles of paper work. Looking for clues of an enemy experiment. When they find something unsettling.

It's a newspaper clipping years ago, about a mad scientist trying to create psychokinetic monsters. The ladies look at me with those eyes. I shake my head "That's propaganda!"

Something catches my attention. My spider senses are going off! I look down the hallway. "General, something is coming." It's outside. Coming closer and closer. My heart is beginning to race. "What is it?" I look passed the hallway, passed the exit door. It's a mob!

"A mob of angry people are coming for this building. They have no weapons, only their bear fists and grinding teeth." I can see them on top the hillside coming closer and closer. The General stands up. "Who are they? Can you read their minds? Are they our citizens? Are they the enemy?"

The General wants to know whether he can open fire on them or not. But I can't allow him to fire either way. "I don't know. Theres too many minds. All I sense is their anger and hatred! They're coming!"

The exit door bursts open! I jump in front of the angry mob, leading them safely away from the General and the others. I let the mob chase me after hallway and hallway. There's so many of them! I use my powers to knock one man off his feet, trying to slow the mob down. But they trample him to death! Crap! My teacher isn't going to like that.

I fly! I fly faster and take a sharp turn. Losing the mob. I hide in a room. What should I do? I look outside the window. I know what to do, I have to lead them back outside. The mob has dispersed. Attacking anyone they run into. I fly into a clerks office. She is a black woman with curly hair (reoccurring dream character). She doesn't like me very much.

"I know I know. This is my mess. I need you to do something. Tell the angry mob that I'm waiting for them outside."

"And you think they'll just go?"

"Of course, they're here for me. Go and tell them!"

She tells her assistant to carry out the task instead. The assistant does as told.

I fly outside. I need high ground. So I fly to higher roof. And a higher roof. I call to my partner to help me. He flies to me and stands by my side. The first angry mobster comes stumbling out of the building. He flies up to where I am. I had no idea normies could fly! He snarls and hisses like a beast! I focus energy into my hands, when I do, my partner disappears (reoccurring theme).

He attacks me! I grab his face with my hands, and draw out the evil energy possessing him! "Be free!!" Lol..exorcism. The man is free from the evil within him. He goes limp, and falls to the floor. Two angry mobsters come out. And I have to act even quicker. But the next group was about ten angry mobsters. Crap. Too many. I can't handle them all!

I fly away and I fly even higher. But they keep up with me. Screaming, taunting me. Without realizing I had flown all the way back to my glowing iridescent apartment. That's it!! I can't handle them, but if there is one person who can heal this angry mob it's my teacher.

The glowing magical bubbles surround me. The angry mob gets closer and closer, hissing, snarling, cursing. I start to sing a lullaby to lure them in. . . . . "Oh holy room of wonders!"

Then I wake up

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

I was chasing a group of people who were threatening to blow up our city. They were far from our sight, way down the path I and a friend were traveling along, but we weren't stopping until they were caught. The location was hilly, with green grass and a pale blue sky, dotted with clouds. We were running along a gray path with brownish accents. This went on for miles, we both knew.

We ran for a few minutes and then, just over the horizon, the group of people we were chasing appeared. My friend, a girl my age who had ginger hair tied up in a ponytail, a few inches taller than me, pulled out a strange-looking gun and began to shoot. We saw three of the people drop dead, but there were still two more. She finished them off easily, too.

I heard one person shout out before dying, however, and I knew the battle wasn't over. After all, they told us, "this isn't over, we still have our secret weapon." Before we could realize what was happening, a huge shadow loomed over us and we looked up to see a massive ship hovering a few yards above us. It had two red doors on the bottom that were tracking us with red light, following us as we walked back and forth trying to shake them off, and we both knew this wasn't good. We were going to die.

"Run!" I told my friend who began to bolt down the field, the opposite direction, away from the people who she'd just killed. I followed her. As we ran, I remembered that I had an explosive device in my pocket. Not one that could kill me, though, but the enemy. I pulled it out and it looked like a regular shiny black ball. I stopped, the ship catching up with me in a matter of seconds, and my friend continued to run for a few moments until she realized I was stopped. She turned around and yelled, "what are you doing?!"

"I'm destroying this ship!" I told her. I took the bomb and looked up, the red lights still tracking me, and realized (somehow) that I had to throw it into the center of the ship where the three blue ovals were. I built up power, as in a video game, for a few moments and then threw it directly where I wanted it to go. It stuck to the ship like a magnet, and I heard beeping. Suddenly, though, one of the red lights opened up. They were doors and lights, I realized.

Two small, cylindrical bombs began to drop out of the ship, one beside the other. The top half of each bomb was navy blue, and the bottom was white. A strip of silver separated the two colors. They exploded on contact and I died.

I was now watching myself from third person, above the ground, similar to the distance the ship was from the ground. As the smoke and fire cleared, I saw ashes on the ground where I used to be standing. I felt myself being pulled up towards the sky, so I had to stop looking down, and I began to accelerate faster and faster. My vision became a pale navy and there were tiny streaks of white light going past me swiftly.

The dream ended.

"Am I a butterfly dreaming I'm a man... Or a bowling ball dreaming I'm a plate of sashimi? Never assume that what you see and feel is real!"
~ Doreen, from Chrono Trigger

Alas, I did assume that everything I saw was real. Breathtaking foolishness, I suppose, considering that if anyone told me that this happened to them in real life, I'd call them an idiot and walk away.
I was sitting in my car near an old bridge when I looked out the window to see an orangutan looking at me. It was no more than 6 or 7 inches tall, but the coolest part was that it had wings and was flying! I was amazed. After all, flying orangutans don't live in North America. It must have escaped from a zoo or something. Anyway, there it was, just staring at me through the window. I smiled at it, and then it flew over to the bridge. Oftentimes, this bridge has many cars on it. Not in the dream, though! As it was crossing the bridge, I guess it lost its strength and fell into an old brown fisherman's boot. A man and a few other people walked over to try and help it. They took the flying orangutan out of the boot, brushed it off, and held it over the water under the bridge. In real life, there is a deep, moderately fast moving, somewhat polluted river underneath the bridge. The orangutan then jumped out of the man's hand was was flying slowly up the river until its wings gave out again and it fell in. I think it drowned. Then I woke up. That was weird, I thought.

I saw this thing thought it was perfectly normal, just uncommon. Remember that if you ever comment on my sanity.

06.11.2009

Nice Long Lucid (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember what I was dreaming about before becoming lucid- the lucid part is all I could force myself to remember!

I was standing in the car park of a shopping centre near my house and I was Homer Simpson. I don't know how that happened but I thought, "Right, enough of this!" and changed myself back to normal after a few tries, one of which nearly woke me up. I had to rub my hands together and forget about my physical body- soon I was back to stability. I was then picked up in the family car we had back in the 90's, a big Ford Galaxy. My whole family was in the car, and I had the back two seats to myself. I was desperate to get out and try to fly or something, and I thought of opening up the boot and taking off out the back, but everything seemed so real it was hard for me to do something that might kill me if in fact it was real.

For the second time ever, I remembered to do a reality check. I looked down and counted my fingers. Sure enough, there was an indeterminate number on each hand, maybe six. I leaned forward to show it to my brother, but I can't remember his reaction. I was completely sure this was a dream, but I was still impeded from jumping out of the moving car by my self-preservation instict. I'll have to train myself to remember that this is only useful when I'm awake! Maybe I'll deliberatly do something suicidal next time and see what happens. I was then distracted by waving at a girl driving the car behind. I used to know her from school, but havn't seen her since. She didn't see me at first, and I could see that she looked very sad. When she did notice me, she gave a very half-assed wave and turned away.

Despite wanting to do something extreme, I thought I might as well go along with the dream. I was content just knowing that I was dreaming and marvelling at how real everything looked/felt. The car stopped and we went inside a house we havn't lived in for five years. At first it looked like the one house, but once again, it was an amalgamation of more than one of the houses I've lived in. I walked up to the kitchen table, looking to try some food. I went for a mini Cadbury's Crunchie. It tasted just like it should in real life, maybe nicer- I'm not even very fond of Crunchies. Once everybody was inside, I noticed that the door had been left open. I ran at it and jumped into the air, drop-kicking it in such a way that it bounced off the wall and slammed shut.

I woke up here.

05.11.2009

Ballroom Dancing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This either a fragment of a dream or just a really short dream. I'm inclined to think the latter, as anything small I remember of a dream ususally leads me to remember a bit more than what I've got here.

I was in the ballroom of a giant cruise ship. It was ornately decorated, and there was a fountain in the middle. Two or three people were dancing in an old-fashioned way to some classical music. I was with a girl who wanted to dance with me, but I kept refusing. In real life my dancing amounts to little more than getting wasted and bobbing around to the beat of the music. I thought this probably wouldn't cut it. However, she managed to persuade me and we started to dance. I was getting embarrassed because I was hopeless, but I suddenly gained confidence out of nowhere and was ballroom dancing like a master in a few seconds. I might have been aware it was a dream and that would have been the thing that gave me confidence, but I can't remember.

05.11.2009

"I am Iron Man" (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remembered that this dream existed at all when I was typing up the previous one. It's strange to think that we probably have lots of great dreams that disappear into the void when we don't remember them. Seems like a real waste. Anyway, just glad I saved this one!

I was being held prisoner in a bunker-turned-prison, much like in the Ironman movie- except better lit. At the start of the dream, I had already built the suit and was commencing my escape. I busted down the thick steel door and about ten guards came running at me. However, in the dust that was kicked up by the door being broken, I was somehow able to sneak to the other side of them without being noticed. Once the dust settled and they saw me (with horror, I might add), I proceeded to "dish it out" on my captors, using a combination of super-powered kicks and flying beatdowns with my forearm plates. They never stood a chance, and soon I was free.




I found myself in the main hall of what appeared to be a cathedral. I had emerged from one of the secluded doors at the back corner. The celing was very high, there might have been a dome on top. It was then that I noticed Hitler standing looking up at some artwork. I immediately knew that he was the one who was keeping me prisoner, and I resolved to piss him off before my rocket-powered blast-off to freedom. I tried to get his attention. I started off with "Yo dickhead!" But he didn't even acknowledge the noise of my voice. I decided to try a different tact. "Mein Führer!" I shouted. Hitler of course, couldn't resist, and turned right round ready to do the nazi salute. I was ready for him, and sent a marble bust his way which hit him clean in the stomach. Then I turned around and took off straight through the front pillars.

I then woke up at home. It felt like some time had passed since I escaped from Hitler. I was awoken by someone bringing me a delivery of a huge box. I ripped it open and to my surprise, there were the parts for an upgraded version of my suit inside. As I opened all the individual packets, it struck me how much this looked like a futuristic toy. The designs on the box and instructions seemed very professional and, well, market-friendly. When I put it together and got inside, I looked a lot more like Optimus Prime than Iron Man, even the colours.





I definately preferred this suit over my last one. (I never found out what happened to it) It had the ability to transform into some sort of supercar, with me in the driving seat. I tested it out in the street outside my house and found that it could hover and fly extremely fast. One time, when it was in "car mode", I pressed a button on the dashboard which was surrounded by purple neon lights. The roof closed on me and the car shot forward. I couldn't see where it was going, and it made a sound like a spaceship.

I passed out, but when I woke up, I was five hundred(ish) years in the future. It was night time, and I walked into the first building I saw. Luckily, it was full of people waiting to explain everything to me. Small blank of missing time here... I had fallen asleep in a hammock in an upstairs room of this building. The room was windowed on all sides, and was full of people. There was the atmosphere of a party having finished earlier in the night. People were standing around talking and sipping drinks, and there was a purpleish glow which was the only source of light. I got up and walked to the window. It overlooked, about half a mile below, an enormous highway 30 lanes wide, full of traffic. I was surprised that the roads were so full this early in the morning, but I remembered that I knew nothing about the future and this could be normal. There were some cars and lorries that I could clearly see were fuelled by petrol (not sure how I inferred this, maybe because they looked just like their modern-day counterparts)- but some others which were like skeletal frames of vehicles. These seemed to have no fuel tank on board, and I could only imagine that they worked by somehow absorbing power from elsewhere using the white umbrella-shaped dome on their roofs. I said to a guy next to me, "I see you haven't completely abandoned petrol then?" He smiled and nodded. I asked him how the white-umbrella vehicles were powered, but he was quite secretive. Through listening to the comments of people around the room, I deduced that they were somehow harnessing radiation which hit the earth naturally (day or night- not solar) from space and using it as power.





This is the closest vehicle in appearace that I could find to the radiation-powered vehicles from the future. Just imagine a great big white umbrella on top.

I begged the other people at the party to tell me exactly what this new power source was, but they wouldn't, because I was from the past. I said, "It's not like I'm going to go back and patent the idea, then get filthy rich, I have no interest in that!" (In actual fact, that's exactly what I intended to do lol) They still refused and I was forced to admit defeat and head back outside.When I got back to my car, I saw someone trying to steal it. I had set up a password and biometric ID scans so nobody could use it but me, but I saw that she had already changed the password. She ran for it, but I caught up to her and she told me the password without much interrogation.

I made it back to my time with no real bother and spent a long time flying up hills really fast and taking off, transforming in mid air and landing in the upright position.

OK, Mushroom patch is done. After trying for several days, I have done it. I became lucid when I saw my dream girl. She always does that for me. I have been looking at pic's of mushroom patches and that helped me summon one in the dream. We rolled around and played. I remember trying to run to the edge of the patch to see what we were next to and I ran for a while with no ending. It was dark, moist and smelled to me like fried chicken (weird). After all the action me and the Dream Girl were filty dirty, covered from head to toe with black dirt. She told me her name was Amanda but that seems to offten change. It was fun. Also I noticed some large tree-like mushrooms in the background but everytime I tried to approch one of them, it would be farther away then it innitially look. Must have been pretty big. It seemed like something was holding me back in this one. Even though I was lucid the entire time I could not make some things happen.

Happy Fathers day everybody!

05.11.2009

Disneyland (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in some sort of water park, in what I assumed to be Disneyland. There were lots of winding and interlinking channels of quite deep water, in which people were swimming and boats were sailing. I was on one of these boats, which was being driven by Beyoncé. :S I sat in the seating area in the back while she drove from just above us. After taking off, we took a right turn to head off down the nearest channel. I thought several times the boat was going to hit one of the people swimming past, but we were lucky. A short way along, everybody on the boat jumped into the water, which had a slight current like a lazy river. I then saw that the other people from the boat were the cast of Friends. I swam over, but to my horror, realised I had no swimming shorts on. I swam quickly away round a bend, where I came to a shop. I jumped out of the water and put a towel round me and went inside.

The shop was pretty small and poorly organised. Everything was either stuffed into shelves or crammed into wicker baskets on the floor. The shopkeeper seemed a bit strange to me. He had short light-brown hair and wore glasses. I got the feeling from him that something wasn't right. I wandered round the shop, and suddenly became very dizzy, like I was drunk. I would walk from one wall to another, and if I encountered another person on the way, I would fall past them onto the nearest surface that could support my weight. This could be a shelf, wall or fridge of drinks. The guy at the counter looked at me suspiciously. I finally got the balls to go up and ask him whether he sold swimming shorts. He told me he did and pointed at a wicker basket on the floor. I was disappointed to find that they weren't quite swimming shorts. They were made of a rough material and were pretty flimsy.

Right here in my dream I had a strange psychic experience, which ended up being totally pointless. I only wonder why it was in my dream at all! I looked at the price on the shorts and thought, "I bet it's something ridiculous like 90 dollars..." Just then, an ad was finishing on the radio, which said, "...now only 90 dollars!" I thought this was strange but thought no more of it. When I found the price it was in fact $40. I asked the shopkeeper if I could try them on and he said, "We don't do that." I was getting annoyed with this guy and it was getting dark outside so I just bought them and left through the back door so as not to waste any more time.

Out the back was a hill. The back of the shop was at the top, and I could see down the hill for miles, until where it turned into forest. There were numerous bumps in the hill and a train track wound up it. Suddenly, people started running past me down the hill, shouting that Voldemort was coming. I thought this was unlikely but didnt want to chance it so I took off after them. The sky suddenly went completely dark, with a greenish tinge. I found I could run very fast indeed downhill, and was soon at the front of everyone else. I paused to look back at the shop, where I saw two black smoke trails crash downwards into the shop in a "V" formation. The shop collapsed, and most of the people I was with screamed. (I wish I could have become lucid here, then gone back and opened up a can of whoopass.) We kept on running, and tried to stay out of the line of sight from the shop by keeping to the right and putting trees and the corners of buildings between us. We had to avoid trains which were now coming up the hill frequently. They were the kind of small trains you would see in a theme park, which are used to give tours, except they were loaded up with supplies of some kind. I found I was able to jump through the gaps in the carriges and keep my speed up, so that's what I did as often as possible.

We ran right up to the forest, where we found a river. I wasn't wide or deep, but very mossy on both sides, so it was difficult to see where the drop was. When I got over, I looked to my right, and saw about 15 of what I can only describe as "vine men", advancing on me. They looked very manacing, but some intuition told me that they weren't looking for a fight. I listened carefully and could hear music playing. Then I noticed that the vine men were actually dancing in time to it. I took up the dance as well, and they seemed a lot happier.


The last I can remember of this dream is falling asleep in the forest.

04.11.2009

Invasion (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The first thing I remember is watching a kind of cutscene where the Earth was being invaded by an alien army. There were thousands of different kinds of troops suddenly on the ground- men in armour, monsters, spiders the size of skyscrapers, giant floating octopuses and what looked like a blue lantern fish, also enormous. The human-looking men in armour were very close in appearance to the Necromonger army from the movie "The Chronicles of Riddick".



In this cutscene, the (very diverse) army arrived on earth, immediately overwhelmed any resistance and burrowed down to the centre of the earth where they set up a base. All the huge floating monsters guarded the hole and would occasionally emerge to attack the surface. The alien base was a huge underground hollow with a pillar in the middle. The interior of this pillar served as an HQ.

I was on a motorbike being chased by enemy soldiers, also on bikes. The path I took was through a ruined city. Everything was crumbling and the ground was basically thick ash. Every so often some kind of flying bat creature would dive bomb me and I would have to leap backwards off the bike and be dragged along behind it. It got me covered in dirt but I avoided the flying thing.

I reached a tall and intact building on a street corner where I found a few guys hiding out. The enemy army surrounded us and demanded that I come outside. I walked out to meet them, and to my surprise, the enemy leader took off his helmet and approached me. I can't remember what we talked about, but it turned out that all the enemy soldiers were slaves to one person, who was now in residence at the centre of the Earth. I found out that even the giant blue floating lantern fish (which looked shit-scary), was actually called Nigel, and didn't like being the only enormous lantern fish in the army.

The rest of this dream is a bit of a blur, but I think it might have made a good movie!