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Oh my god! I have re-written this whole dream about 3 times and each time some shitty error came up or something and it all got erased!!
*sigh* OK one last try!

A False FA.

Rating : ★★★★☆

I dreamed that I was about to sleep in my bed. I was in my room, where everything looked perfectly normal. I try to WILD, and after some time, I feel my self (supposedly) entering SP. I was about to slip into dream state, when the doorbell suddenly rang. This snaps me out of SP. Somebody goes to open the door, and I hears loud, excited, and pleasantly surprised voices. Annoyed, I try to go back to sleep. Again, I was about to dose off, when my room's door suddenly bursts open, and one of my cousins come in, taking no notice that I was trying to sleep. She was one I haven't seen for years in IRL, but in my dream, she appeared to have come back from a holiday. She kept talking in loud voices, perhaps intentionally so I would wake up.
Unable to sleep anymore, I get up, and go to the bathroom to wash my face. Good thing I didn't do anything else! After that, I go to the dining room, where everybody is having dinner, and talking excitedly. The atmosphere looked quite bright. I eat my meal, not noticing any difference between this and a real meal. Then I go back to my room to catch some sleep, now too tired to WILD, and soon doze of into a dream sleep.
I wake up in the middle of the night, like we usually do. I realize that it would be a good time to FILD. Thus I move my fingers slowly, trying not to move the rest of my body. After about one minute, I look at my alarm clock. It's 1:30 am. Then I look away, and look at the clock again. It is now 4:25. I become lucid. The vividness of the dream wasn't that good, and it was unstable. I focus on the environment, and rub my hands. While rubbing, I notice that I have no hands, just a stub of a wrist, like the rest was cut off. I try to touch my non-existent finger, but I feel instead an invisible, jelly-like substance that I can not penetrate, preventing me from touching my fingers and palm.
Now that my vision is clear, I start to go out of the room, not wanting to run through the window and fly so early in a dream in case it ends. So I walk to the door, and pull it open. IRL, there is a small corridor in front of my room, a large mirror on the wall, and my bird's cage, a Mynah, hangs there. But when I open the door, there is the corridor alright, but there is no cage. Instead, my pet bird is walking on the floor freely, along with a white duck and a white dove. Where did these two come from? Amused, I continue, and come to the mirror. I can see that my image is warped from the bottom. I continue towards the living room. I see a large coffee jar on the center table. I try my telekinesis skills, using the invisible rope method to summon the jar to me. But all it does is levitate a meter above the table and sort of wobble towards me a bit, like an object in space. Annoyed by this, I grab the jar in mid-air and through it violently on the wall, but it just bounces off it like a rubber ball.
Defeated, I continue my way out. Normally, there is a spiral staircase that leads to the ground floor. But here, there are only two flights of stairs, one on right and another on left. They are in a very bad condition, which tiles coming off and the railings rusting heavily. Not bothering to climb down, I turn off gravity, grab the railing, and jump the whole staircase. It felt amazing, to do acrobats in a dream. I am slowly landing now, but then I grab a horizontal pole thats sticking out of the wall's side, and start to swing in circles. I let go, propelling quite high into the air, doing two back flips along the way, and land quite perfectly on the ground. Now I am in front of two ancient doors. The passage leading to them is very congested, making it difficult for me to get out. Finally, I manage to squeeze myself out, and now I am facing a highway, where cars are going by in high speeds. There is very little ground to stand on without stepping on the road. I am suddenly shocked when a large truck speeds past me, missing me by inches. I have had enough, I don't want to get killed in a lucid. So I look for a pill in my pocket, and take out everything inside it. I see some chewing gum wrappers, my mobile headphones, and other pieces of general trash found in the pockets of teens. ^_^ But there is no pill for me to grow wings with.
I turn back the way I had come, but now there is no door. Instead, I am now standing on a large platform, made of brown, polished marble. In front of me, there are two pillars and a rectangular wall, arranged in a pillar-wall-pillar formation. The wall is blocking my view, so I run up to it, imagining myself passing through it. I collide with it, and fall pitifully to the ground. The wall, though looking marble-like in appearance, seemed to be made of a spongy material. Having learnt my lesson, I walk up to the side of the wall. I am amazed by what I see. There is a whole city in front of me, with everything made of exactly the same material.
The platform is twenty or so meters high from the ground. Looking down, I see a not-so-busy road, and a line of shops. Turning gravity off again, (which I am quite good at) I jump off, again landing cat-like on the ground. Now I see a footpath, a few passersby going here and there, and a bench next to the road where three people are talking. I hear a guy saying, "Yeah, I heard burger king got flooded by turtles again." and someone replying, "They could make turtle steaks now."
I decide to join their conversation, and see that there is a guy and two girls sitting there, all perhaps sixteen or so. When I come over, the girls are cool with it, but the guy looks irritated, perhaps even jealous. Suddenly, he gets up, and grasps my collar, challenging me to a fight.
The landscape changes. We are now in a large open area, with barbed wires serving as a fence, so that none of us can escape. There is dark here, and no one around except us two. The guy has morphed into a gangster-like person, with quite some muscles and a chain in his hand. He runs towards me, about to attack me with a punch. I am calmly standing there, hands in my pocket, waiting for him to come closer. He is now inches from me, and I see his punch moving in slow-motion, about to connect to my face. I am a black belt in tae-kwon-do, no kidding. I tilt my head a little bit, and his punch misses. He attacks with his other hand, aiming for my stomach. I step swiftly and fluently to my side, ending my behind him. For those who know it, I jump up, and execute a tornado kick, that hits the back of his neck. He goes flying on his back, travelling quite a distance before falling down.



In a rage, he gets up, and charges for a second time. this time, he is much faster, which surprises me. But still, this is my dream after all. I take out a pill out of my pocket, which is somehow marked as, "fire". Don't know why, but I crush it in my hands. Suddenly, flames erupt from it, engulfing my whole body. But I do not feel a thing, it is surprisingly cool. I raise my hands, and see a tongue of fire emanating from them. Concentrating my aura, I gather all of the flames into a ball of fire, and shoot it at that poor guy. The flames char his whole body in an instant, and he slumps to the ground, unconscious.
I somehow end up in a bar, and thought I might as well order up a drink. I sit on the table, and notice everyone here looks like a bunch of juvenile delinquents. I continue to drink, amazed at how real it tasted. I look for my mobile in my pocket, but it is not there. Strange! It was there a moment ago! I look around, and see a bunch of people nearby smoking and leering at me.
I go up to their leader, and beat him up. The other guys seem scared by this, and one of them hands me my mobile back. I take it, and go back to my table. I put my hand in my pocket, and my mobile is lost again! Damn! How do these guys steal so fast?!
I go back to them, and the scene changes. I am back to the same ground. Now, there are all those people around me, with chains, knives, brass knuckles, and every kind of street weapon available. They all charge at me at once. I dodge a few attacks, smack a couple in the face, and kick more of them away, but there's still a lot of them. They grab my hands and legs, and start beating me up. One of them starts to violently punch my face, and another stabs me in the leg. They were really roughening me up. I was losing consciousness.
And suddenly, there was this flash of bright light. Everyone stops, and looks around. About 10 meters away, Leona is standing there. She says, "Tch..." as if annoyed. Another flash of light, and I find myself free, crouching on one knee beside her. There is a split second's elapse, and all of the thugs fall to the ground, badly injured. I was amazed, she defeated them all, in just a flash!
"You fool! You can't take on all of them by yourself! Not now, anyways."
I was like, "Huh?!"
"Believe in yourself. You are the master of this world. You have to believe that you can do anything. Hesitate, and you will die."
She disappears again. I soon lose consciousness, perhaps due to the wounds, and wake up.

Now this is where the fun starts. Now, I don't have any more nightmares of this kind, so I can enjoy my lucids. Finally!

Note: From here on, I will post my dreams in a rough order, because I don't remember the exact dates. However, once I have written all the dreams I can remember, I will update my DJ daily so you can read it in order. ^_^

I meet my DG



Rating : ★★★★☆

My first WILD, by the way.

I came home, very tired after a whole day at the beach partying with my friends, celebrating the beginning of summer vacation. I lay down on my bed, intending to WILD as it would be a good time to do so. I stay still, use some meditation to calm myself, and then start reverse blinking. I don't know how long I was going at it. After a while, I felt vibrations pulsing through my body. The vibrations start particularly with my hands, then spread throughout my entire body.
Eventually, I begin to enter SP. I hear a sound, like a whisper, or perhaps wind blowing. And I can see red and black lines flying around here and there. I was pretty excited on finally making some progress, but I told myself to calm down. Slowly, these lines combined to form weird shapes, which were also jumping about. It's was an amazing experience. Now they began to expand. They expanded until I could see nothing else, and then I felt a sucking sensation, as if I was falling into the mass of shapes.
I finally enter dream state. Just to be sure, I pass my finger through my palm. It easily goes in, but it leaves a hole in my palm. I remember I was very amused at this, and kept on punching holes in my palm until I was bored. Then I started to look around. I was in a vast, open area, with tall skyscrapers made entirely of glass. None of these buildings had a reflection. The whole landscape was completely deserted. I eat a pill that was in my pocket (another technique I am handy with) and grow black wings. I flap them and start to fly. It was amazing! I flew high and low, enjoying the feeling to my hearts content. This was the first time I remember being this happy in a dream. While flying, I do some stability techniques to stabilize the dream.
After a while, I land, now in a street full of shoppers and passer-byes. I try talking to them, but all anyone can say is, "Whatcha?" Again, I was very amused. Then I started to lose lucidity. I yell, "Increase Lucidity!" Nothing Happens. I rub my hands to try and stabilize the dream, but in vain. As a last resort, I spin. I am still spinning, and the dream ends. I am back on my bed awake. Suddenly, my clock starts to ring. It's a glow in the dark type, and I can see it's 4 o'clock. Then I turn it off and check the time again. It's now 11:30. I was like, eh? Another FA? Cool!
I slowly get out of my bed, but I find I can not move my body. Looking here and there, I see my usual room, but now someone was sitting on the chair of my computer table. It was a very pretty girl, about 18 or so, and looked French. She was wearing a deep blue dress, and was just sitting there, looking at me. As I saw her, I couldn't stop looking. I sensed an aura emanating from her, and I felt this sudden sensation of love and warmth, but with a hint of sadness. I have already described it in one of my posts. She starts to rise, and I notice I still can't move. She comes up to me, and is now standing directly above me. I am quite calm, knowing it's a dream, and besides, she didn't have a dangerous intention, I could sense it. (I am good at sensing auras ^_^) I can only gaze at her, mesmerized by her beauty, especially her shoulder-length hair, which were a blonde color.
She asks me, "Do you know who I am?"
"A dream character?"
"No, I am your dream master."
Confused, I say, "Huh? Do you mean dream guide?"
"You can say that."
"WOW! I have never met my dream guide before."
"Of course you haven't. How dumb do you think I am?"
"Sorry. Well, whats your name, anyways?"
"It's Leona."
"I see."
"Well, don't just lie there! Get up, you lazy asshole!"
I was shocked by that, and told her I couldn't move. But the she smiled and grabbed my arm, and pulled me up. "Follow me." she says, and leads me out of my room. I exit through the door, and come to a clear, green area, with only grass and a few trees.



I ask her, "Well, what do dream guides do?"
"I am here as your dream master, and I bet I can teach you a few things."
"Really? Like what?"
'Well, do you know how to summon objects?"
"Not really, though I have heard of it."
"Well, let's just try that first. First, focus on the object you wanna summon."
"Okay."
"Next, raise your hand and imagine it materializing there. You have to feel it materializing or it won't work."
I did as she instructed, and found the lightsaber I had imagined in my hands.
"Cool! What else can you teach me?"
"Thats it for now, I'm tired."
"Hey, wait! I wanna learn some more."
"Okay, this is a really cool trick. Imagine your real body lying peacefully in your bed."
I did so. "Now imagine yourself falling back into it."
Again, I did what she told me.
And then, I woke up. I had been tricked! That B*TCH!!


Well, thats it for today. I have perhaps four or so more dreams to share before I can post my latest ones. It's really late now, and I am tired of typing.
Be sure to comment and rate! Thanks!

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

My parents. I tend to have dreams where I'm at their houses, or when I'm at one we used to live in. This was the situation in this dream; my dad used to live in an apartment.

The apartment had all beige walls. When you walked in, you'd be in a little area where you could take your shoes off and put them in a closet with wooden sliding doors, which was right in front of you. You turn to the right, and there's an ottoman. Keep going, two or three feet, and there's the open space of the living room, the dining room, and the study area. The dining room comes first; it's a basic round maple wood table with four chairs spaced evenly around it. Behind that, there's the study, with an L-shaped desk. Then, turn to the left, and there's a little 'movie area', with a flat screen TV and two couches. One is at a 90 degree angle to the TV, while the other one is directly in front. The couches are dark brown leather.

This is where the dream began. It was night time; my dad was on the couch in front of the TV, I was standing beside him, and we were about to watch a movie. He hands me a movie and I look at it.

"The Illusionist? I just watched this a few days ago! But I'll watch it anyways."

I sat down beside him on the couch.

That was true; I had actually watched the movie in real life less than a week ago. When I woke up, I was surprised a real movie was be in my dreams. Anyways, that's beside the point.

He put the DVD in, and the disc menu looked almost exactly like the real thing. Although I cannot remember exactly what was in it, my father handed me a navy, rectangular box. It may have been some form of candy, or chocolate. I also remember opening it and exclaiming that I liked this "type" of food.

The dream skipped, and I was now at the computer desk on a balcony. The floor of the balcony was tan marble tile, which actually looked very pretty, and the walls were all large square glass panels, separated by thin lines of silver structure. The desk faced out towards the window, which was looking out at a next-door apartment building. I was making graphics on the computer; game sprites, to be exact. I was making a character for an upcoming video game I was creating, which looked very intricate and detailed, even though I could never really have designed something like it. The sprite was around 50x50 pixels, was salmon-colored, and had yellow stripes. It looked almost like a fluffy hedgehog, of some sort. That's when I heard my dad coming; whenever I hear my parents coming, I always seem to close what I'm doing on the computer, no matter how innocent it may be (not like I do anything else). My dad walked in and I was just able to close the computer window with the sprite on it.

He looked at me and asked "what are you doing?" fairly suspiciously.

I was surprised by his reaction.

I told him that I was creating sprites, but this only made him more suspicious. He asked me what sprites were, and before I could reply, he asked if they're a type of drug. I replied that they aren't, it's a type of computer graphic, but he began yelling and saying to never do that again.

Now, in the upcoming lucid, I FINALLY manage to solve my internal battle.

I love you.



Rating : ★★★★☆

I posted my problems on DV, and I got some VERY helpful advice from DarkMatters. He told me to try and talk to her, which proved to be very helpful and got rid of this for good. Thanks, Darkmatter!

After a long and tiring day, I feel asleep quickly. I was somehow reliving 9/11. I saw the two planes crash. I did what I could, warning people and telling them to get away. No one cared what I said, though. Then each and everyone of us witnessed the planes crashing, but in my dreams, they were more like space shuttles. I was inside the building at the time, and I got the full impact of the blast. I fainted, or perhaps died, and woke up. I thought, man, why do I get killed in my dreams. As I am thinking, I notice that my bedroom has a pink wall paint rather than the blue IRL. And I notice that my vision is blurred at the edges, and THAT was somehow making it difficult to breathe. I look at my hands. The are no hands! There is only my wrist, and my palm and fingers seem to have been cut off. I become lucid. I rub my hands to make my vision clearer, and it is successful. Now with real-life-like vision, I proceed out of my room. IRL, just outside my room is a big mirror, and I saw that in the dream as well. When I looked in it, I saw a corpse version of myself. I thought, eh? That reminds me of something! I have to try talking to that zombie girl! Maybe I can solve this once and for all! Now my heartbeat starts to race. I come closer to the mirror, and put my hand into it. The mirror is like water, and waves emerge from the point where my hand touched it. I climb into it, and teleport to where I thought I would find her.
I am now standing in a dark valley. There is only one lamp, which is flickering feebly. It's is total darkness, darker than night. I steel myself, telling myself that it's just a dream. I proceed, and I see a door in the wall. I thought, Good! Now I can bring her out. Using the behind-the-door technique (my specialty), I manage it. I come into a room, which is bright with light. I can see that girl, crouched in a corner like something stuffed out of sight, not loved and not wanted. Suddenly, even after my horrific experiences with her, I feel pity for her. She suddenly notices that I am here, and gets up. I see the same familiar face, but it's wet with tears now. She tries to grab my throat, and I resist the impulse to run away. Instead, I make her hug me. Holding her close, I say, "I am not scared of you anymore. Why are you doing this? Why do you always scare me in my dreams? I can help you, if you want."
She seems surprised a bit, the starts to sob on my shoulder. While I am holding her, she starts to transform, turning taller, as if morphing into an older person. I look at her, and I see she has changed into my ex. I was quite moved by this. Still crying, she says, "Why do you hate me? I couldn't help it."
After which, she starts to mutter something which I cannot understand, all the time sobbing on my shoulder. I realize what was going on all this time. I hold her more tightly, and say, " I love you. Don't think that I don't. You are a part of my subconscious, and I love you as anyone else. Please stop crying." As soon as I said it, I felt her get lighter and lighter, until I realize she turns into a mere vapor and starts to fade away. I heard only one last word from her, "Thanks."
I was a little sad, and I lost all my excitement after this. I was in no mood to try any stuff either. I found myself, somehow, by the seaside. It was still night. I was at the Bahrain Bridge, near to my home IRL. This is how it looks like:



It starts to pour rain. No lightning, just heavy rain. And I am standing against the railing, lost in thought.

I woke up after some time. It was a Thursday, so I was free. (We have weekends on Thursday and Friday) I lay in my bed for a good two hours, thinking.

Hey guys!
Finally, I have begun to type my dream journal on this site. I look forward to sharing my experience with you and getting your opinion. My LDs are usually sharp and clear, my recall is good (even if it is crappy at the moment) and I get a lot of LDs! So get ready to dive into the midst of my dreams where you will find excitement, danger, love, joy, happiness, thrill, suspense, mystery and darkness!
Now with the boasting intro out of the way, here are the earliest dreams I can remember.



Note: I can't remember all of my dreams, so I will only post that are particularly exciting and worth posting. Also, the dreams may NOT be in order, 'cause it's kinda hard to remember ALL of my dreams AND keep them in order. So I will write as many as I remember and then continue updating my DJ from now on.


Reoccurring Characters in my dreams :

1. Me.

Forms : I usually appear same as real life in my dreams. However, I can morph into any form I want. The most common transformation I undergo is my transformation into a vampire by touching a tattoo that starts from my arms, spreads to my shoulders and then to my neck. In vampire form, I gain a burst of incredible energy, and I have clawed hands and feet, black wings to fly with, and red, cat-like eyes.

Powers : Most often, I summon my sword to fight. I can use magic, the magic of wind, earth, fire, water, light and darkness. I do that by using rings that appear on my wrists whenever I wan to use magic. I also use flash steps in almost all of my battles. I can also create shock waves that are immensely powerful, that once sliced a castle neatly in half. Another technique I am very handy with is stopping time upon will. And I am pretty good at every other technique like telekinesis, summoning, teleporting, etc.


2. Leona.

Form : She is my dream guide. I met her a LONG time ago, and she appears in almost all of my dreams after that. She is a female of about 20 years, is slim and blonde, and has a very pale skin. Overall, I would say that she is hypnotically beautiful. but she has a very strict character, and it is very hard to get in her good looks. But sometimes she can be soft and tender and takes care of me for a bit. But that is rare. She taught me summoning, strengthening my dream body on will, a little but of telekinesis and has on numerous occasions, saved my life.

Powers : Leona is INCREDIBLY powerful, and is my master in combat skills. She knows even better martial arts than me, a black belt tea-kwon-do pupil. She can use flash steps too, and her speed is phenomenal. I had a hard time defeating her with all of my power, when she was not even fighting at full power. She is a vampire, and it was due to her bite that I became a vampire. She has her own sword, which she can use with the skill of a master. She can also use all of the powers I have, and she can also create multiple shock waves, the power of which I can not even begin to fathom. Her ultimate technique is to stop time using magic, and then stop time again while in that state, creating loops of time freezes, enabling her to create infinitely more copies of herself that ARE her, but in different, um, frames of reference, so to speak.

Devil Jin.

Description : He is the spirit that resides within my sword. Actually, my sword IS him, in a sealed state. Somehow, perhaps due to my ignorance about not playing with evil stuff, he was created by me when I summoned my sword for the first time. He is extremely powerful, and is VERY hard to control. It took me all of my might and Leona's help to bring him down. I suspect he could be an actual spirit, but then again, he could be a reoccurring DC. But once defeated, I can use him as a sword, and extremely powerful one. He claimed that he is made up of a ll my "negative thoughts" once, and was created due to me foolishly fantasizing about being evil, dark and stuff. He has large black wings, bright blue eyes, quite a hunk of muscles and horns on his head.

Forms : While in released form, he can fight on equal level with me, and is able to use all of my techniques. Additionally, he also flies around a lot during combat. He also had razor-sharp claws that he uses to slice up anything in his way. When he is sealed, that is the sword form, he becomes a long, extremely thin, black katana with a silver guard, silver handle, and a thin sivler line running across the middle of it's blade. Whenever I am really serious, a black fire starts to come out from it, perhaps it's my inner energy in that form. The black fire doesn't burn me or anything, it just flows around the sword. But I find that whenever that happens, my sword becomes unexpectedly more powerful. Has the words "Espada el Diable" engraved in silver on the blade near the hilt.






My first LD!



Rating : ★★☆☆☆

Ever since the age of seven, or possibly five, I have had some awareness during my dreams. In most of my dreams, I remember questioning reality during a weird dreams. Whenever I would see something strange, I would think, "How is this possible? This is a dream!" Even though I had awareness in almost all of my dreams, I could not control my dreams, not knowing of lucid dreams. The most I could so was forcibly awake myself from a particularly horrifying dream, sometimes ending up in FA. Back then, I didn't know about FAs, and they freaked me out. It continued like this for some 6 or 7 years.
However, quite a long time before, I was in a similar situation, and had high awareness. I didn't know about LDing even then, so I thought it would be the same, knowing it's a dream but not controlling it. But it turned out to be different. P.S. sorry for the bad recall, it WAS a long time ago, y'know.

I was in my school's basketball court, somehow. I don't know why, or how, I just became lucid. I was VERY excited, and was wondering how can I move while in a dream? I have never done that before. Then I tried to move about a little more, and found it was extremely realistic. Then I touched a nearby pillar, and then again I was very amazed at how real it all felt. I was thinking, AWESOME!! Wait till I wake up!! Maybe it was due to the excitement and my own ignorance of lucid dreaming, the dream started to fade and I woke up, still amazed at what I had experienced.


Now, this is the second earliest I clearly remember, which happens to be months back. Between my first LD and this one, there were many lucid dreams, all too short and disappointing, and all ending up in 10 seconds or so. When I had this LD, I had researched on lucid dreaming quite a bit and acquired a lot of skills, but still had some problems with clarity and stability. It was very hard to practice in 10 second series of dreams.

My first lucid nightmare!



Rating : ★☆☆☆☆

I was with some of my old school friends. I am walking along a road, in my home city. We are all going to a restaurant that is just visible in the distance. We come to a bus stand, and some meters ahead, there is a telephone stand. I tell something to one of my friends, and without my noticing, the landscape changes. Now there are no more shops. An endless, barren road, just with that bus stand sign and the telephone box. Suddenly, clouds gather up in the sky. It begins to rain heavily. There is a flash of violent, purple lightning. We are all drenched in the cold rain. We decide to head back, but there are no buildings around. Just an endless road.
Suddenly, we hear someone crying. It is an eerie cry. We can't locate it. But we can definitely hear it. The crying doesn't stop, and it fills us with despair and horror. I look for any shelter nearby, and decide to check out the telephone box. As soon as I come near it, the atmosphere changes.
A true dread fills me. In the telephone box, there is someone standing. A little girl, perhaps 12 or so, wearing an old nightgown. She is crying, with the most horrific as well as sad crying you have ever heard. I am mesmerized. I can't run away. I can't scream. I can't help her. All I can do is look in horror, as she turns and slowly faces me. And I see her face. Her face is the most terrifying, by far the worst experience of my life. Somehow, I become lucid. I am still looking at her face, and I see her pupil-less eyes, her torn lips, the black tongue, the pale skin, and the blood in little drops all over. Out of sheer horror, I scream. I scream the loudest I ever have, one that is filled of true horror. I find the feeling in my legs, and turn around. No one is there. All my friends are gone. The rain is still pouring, and the thunder still flashing. And the same landscape. The endless road. And the girl is coming after me, hands held out. She is walking slowly, and I am now running fast, but she still remains about the same distance away.
I locate a shabby building nearby. I run into it, out of helplessness. I find just one room inside, a long room with not much width, so if is spread my hands, I could touch both the walls at the same time. I enter this room through a door. On the other side, there is a small opening, about half a meter long and wide. Not enough for me to get through. There is a green gas coming out of that opening. At first, I am relieved, thinking that the gas will drive "her" away, but I soon realize that I am choking. I run back toward the door, but the girl is standing there. Trapped! I think, better lethal gas than her, and run toward the opening, hoping she won't be able to come.
But I was wrong. Now she is coming fast toward me, still with that horrifying face, but which now has a smile on it. The most dreadful and cruel smile I have ever seen. She is still coming towards me. Her legs are rotating about like the wheels of a train. Up, and down. Up, and down, and in a circular motion. Just like a train. Now she is just a hand length away. She brings her hands to my neck, choking me. I am powerless to even resist her. I am still lucid, and the reality of it makes my body shudder violently with horror. She has long sharp nails, which are now digging into my neck. Still choking, she brings me closer to her face. This time, I scream with all my might, a scream no one can hear. The worst, most dreadful experience of my life. She hold me like this for a second, and smiles that wicked smile again. I beg in my mind, Please! Let it be over! Now, she opens her mouth, and a smell comes to me, a smell filled of rotting flesh and human blood. She bites my chest, and I feel an agonizing pain there. I can't take it any more. My bode starts to violently vibrate. A painful experience in itself. And suddenly, I woke up, seeing my mother's face and my father nearby, both having a tensed look on their faces. I learnt that my family could hear me screaming, and shouting something, and writhe and twitch in bed in pain. I also learnt that they had a hard time waking me up, I was moving so violently and looked like I was in pain. This experience left me traumatized for a week, and still, after all that time, I can't forget it.

Zombified Little Girl? AGAIN?



Rating : ★★☆☆☆

I dreamed that I was in a town with some of my friends, and was staying over for a few days. It's was quite a remote town, with hardly any luxuries as there are in the city. We were walking along a deserted road, which was made of normal clay instead of the hard ones in the city. I was having fun with my friends. I didn't notice that there was an eerie atmosphere, nor that there were no street lamps and we could only see ahead of us only 20 meters or so. We were walking along the road and talking. My vision was surprisingly sharp. After sometime, one of my friends told us that there a rumor around this town, that there is a haunted house nearby. It was said that it was the scene of a brutal triple murder by a drunk man who killed his wife and two children. My other friends thought it as funny, and took it just as a rumor. I sensed some danger, but I decided to chill out and told myself that it's probably a rumor. After that we somehow arrived at a mall on one side of the road, and decided to enter it. The name of the mall was "Mall of Dhahran" This is a real mall IRL. So we went inside it, and found a large area with only a few shops, and the rest was cleared out as if still under construction. We saw one room for a shop under construction, but there was a ragged old white cloth hung over it, so we couldn't see what was inside.
I sensed a strange aura coming from that area, an aura that reeked of evil, sadness and danger. Again, I dismissed it as imagination, and we went ahead. But one of my friends stopped and told us to go ahead and check the rest of the mall out. When we asked him where he was going, he said that he was going to check out that room we saw earlier. We all agreed and told him to meet with us 30 minutes later at a certain point, and we separated. I went ahead to do some more window shopping, and saw a shop named "Attitude" I am sure you have heard of it. Then I looked somewhere else, and looked at the name again and it had changed to "Aptitude" I became lucid. It felt so amazing, and so real! How exciting. I didn't know much or care about RCs and stability etc at the time, so I just went ahead and decided to continue exploration, but I realized that walking was taking precious LD time. I wished that I could somehow get faster, and as I was looking toward a certain spot far ahead, I was immediately transported there. Cool!, I thought. After spending some time looking here and there, I hear a scream. Again, a scream full of sheer horror. I run to the source, arriving there in seconds. I find my friend, the one who had separated with us earlier, crouched near that same room, screaming, and crying in fright. He is a grown up and is actually pretty brave, to make him scream and cry like that would take something truly dreadful. As I go near him, I see his clothes are ripped at various places, and he is losing a lot of blood. He is hiding his face in his hands, and crying.
I go up to him and try to help him and calm him down. I place my hand on his back, and he raises his head, and looks at me. His face is all bloody, and there are deep wound that look like they were made by sharp nails deeply scratching his face. But his face is full of dread, and I realize that he is frightened of me.
I say, "Calm down! Just calm down! It's just me! No one is there! It's alright now, just calm down a bit." Hearing my voice, he calms down. I ask him, "What the hell happened? Why are you all bloody and wounded like this?" He says, "MAX! It was her! She tried to kill me! You must run away from here! The house! The girl!" After that, there are no more coherent words. he seems to have lost his courage to speak.
Again, that same change in environment, the same dreadful feeling, the same girl, the same horror. She is coming out of the room, which I realize was somehow connected to the haunted house we were talking about earlier. This time, my vision is extra-clear, and I faint with horror, with just one look at that face.

I wake up, drenched in sweat, and the face printed in my mind, probably forever.

Leave me ALONE!



Rating : ★★☆☆☆

I was sleeping in my TV lounge. I suddenly woke up but still felt as if it all was unreal. Then I suddenly remembered that today is my maths exam! oh shit, I look at the clock, the time is 8:00! I nearly missed it! Anyways, there I was wishing that I was at the school and without my noticing, I was at the school. I see the whole building is empty. I think that no one is here yet. I am early. After that, I feel a really strange presence, like one you get when you think someone is following you. I turn around, and see a small girl. Only she looks like some sort of zombie, with hands and legs switched, and a whole lot of blood. I am shocked for a while, and she comes near me with her hand held out, as if asking for help. I suddenly realize that this must be a dream, as you don't get zombified little girls in the real world. She is know very close to me. I yell at her, " Get out of here, leave me alone!" And suddenly, my dream begins to dim, but I rub my hands and hang on to a pole to stay in the dream. My vision sharpens, and now I am in a totally different scenario. I am in a country side, with green hills and mountains. Then I look for something in my pocket, and take out a pill, rather like the ones that contain oil. I think, if I eat this, I will be able to fly, and viola! I eat it and start to fly, without need of directing my flight. What an amazing experience. It lasted for a while like this, then I wake up. I think, what an amazing dream! Ah well, time to get up. I look at the time, it's 6:05. I start to get out of my bed, and my clock suddenly rings. I look at it, and see it's 4:25. What is going on? I check my hands, I am missing my second finger, as if it's been cut off. Then again I get that strange feeling, and a figure, much nastier than before is coming towards me. I start to panic, and unconsciously, force my eyes open. But my eyes feel REALLY heavy and it is quite difficult to wake up, as if the dream is trying to MAKE me stay, but I manage it, this time for real.

By now, you all must have realized that I have a serious problem with this, but I finally manage to solve it, in my next LD.

It's days like this when I really don't even want to write my dreams down. But, to show my intent to recall, I guess I will.

1- Laptop Thief
My crazy neighbor is going to be house-sitting while we're away. I am the only one aware of her nefarious plot to steal all of our electronic equipment. Fearing for my laptop, I know I must take drastic action. While she is distracted, I run into my parents' room and hide my laptop under their bed. ((Because that SUCH a good hiding place. )) Infuriated, she declares that she won't rest until she gets her hands on it.

09.06.2010

Simulated Dream World. (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up at 3oClock, not sure why. However, I had planned to force myself to stay awake for a while and instead of going back to sleep, I flicked the T.V on and endured 15 minutes of Takeshi Castle, before sleeping again.

The earliest memories of my dream are of me arriving to this large building, the rest of my school year are also hear, apparently it's a school trip. The building is huge, one of those buisnessy buildings that try and look friendly, this one has a large fountain outside and looks very new and clean. As I walk through the double doors into a lobby, it occurs to me that we are all here to take part in an online poker tournement. (Probably because I was watching poker a lot the day prior.) So I go to a desk with a woman behind it and she ushers everyone into another room. The room is full of computers, everyone takes a seat and logs in.

At this stage something changes, I forget about poker and enter a simulated world (I also watched the Matrix trilogy recently, T.V should have less impact on me.) There is a gap in my memory in the dream, I vaguely remember walking down a street, there were skyscrapers and lots of people, I recall being impressed that so many people could be simulated. -The gap occurs here, what is significant is that durin this gap I realise on some level, that this is a dream-

In spite of this knowledge I am not thinking rationally, my mind somehow reasoned that despite me being in a dream, because I am in a simulated world, I have no control over it. So I continue as before, but now there is that realization in the back of my mind. I meet with a girl, she is strikingly beautiful. We walk for a while around the city, I forget most of the dialogue, but I remember two things, the first she told me her name, which I now have forgotten, but think I may recall soon, I did remember when I woke up. Secondly a patch of dialogue I remember immaculately. With the belief I was about to deliver some truely ground breaking information, I tell her "This whole world isn't real, the people, everything is simulated", to this she simply replies "I know." This confused me, I think I concluded that she two must be a real person logged into this simulation, the dialogue between us continues for a while. Finally our walk ends and we kiss, she leaves but we plan to meet again.

In this gap my mind briefly skips back to the idea that this is a dream, however I find this information confusing. I perform a reality check, my hands appear strange but I conclude that they are not distorted but rather simulated. Unable to reach a conclusion my mind thinks of my friend Steve, because we often talk about lucid dreams, I believed that he would be able to explain the situation to me. Then I also remembered that I wanted to attempt to cross into his dreams, to see if there is any evidence for shared dreams, of which I am very skeptical. Despite the fact this was a dream, my mind was still caught up on the simulation theory, so I concluded that I would not be able to open a link between the two dreams. Conversely, I decided it would be possible to leave the simulation and get Steve from the room we were all in at the start of the dream.

Surprisingly I find the room how I remembered it, which is unusual in my dreams, leading me even more to believe that this may actually not be a dream. Finding Steve at a computer, we talk briefly and then I am back within the simulated world, also how I remember it, but now we are both here.

Steve is undecided, but we soon forget about that and I become pre-occupied in showing him around, he seems quite excited and I sumarise that it must be him. I introduce him to the girl (It's really agrivating her name was long, it had an extra syllable at the end like isa, or isy or a, or something.) Anyway we are all talking, and my memory for dialogue is atrocious, anyway me and Steve leave a Cafe, which is where the three of us had been conversing and we hear a, "Hey you!" or something to this effect.

We begin running from these two men, dressed in face scarves they appeared more bandit like, than gansta though. We quickly get away by vaulting a wall and scrambling down next to a river, we hide on some rocks under the center of a large bridge. Then further down river, off the road above, we watch as motorcyclists drive straight off the side clearing the majority of the river, landing in the shallows and driving up a bank on the otherside. Three do this, the last does a backflip much like Trinity on the matrix, when she jumps of the motorbike, the difference being he lands back on it. Me and Steve start laughing impressed, but a little perplexed by the behaviour. Then suddenly two more bikes come from under the bridge in the water, I look closer and these are actually water bikes, or jet skis w/e the name is. On them are those two bandit men, and we begin to fight. Quite quickly I find myself withstrained, the other has followed Steve, who has made it to the bank, he grabs a white bag and throws it to me, before getting grabbed by the leg and pulled back into the water. I catch it and hit the bandit holding me with it, on closer inspection, the bag was full of rocks and thorns and proves to be an excellent weapon.

I run over and hit the bandit off Steve, the bandit travels a reasonable distance and it is at this stage I finally realise properly that this is a dream.

We make it back up to the road, I turn to Steve and tell him "I am the one", which is really a bit sad. Anyway, he looks at me sceptically, but I am now convinced. I say, "This is all a simulation, but that's within my dream, I'll prove it". We walk past a dream character on the street, I raise my arm and I say (A little bit sadistically really :S) "Die". For a moment nothing happens, but then she grabs at her throat and falls to the floor, dead. At this stage Steve stops talking, and I question his position in all this, I remember rationalising all this out loud. "Is this a shared dream? We met outside the simulation, but no both parts are a dream, and you were in the building from the start." I stare at Steve for a moment, amazed at how I can create people who resemble there real conterparts so well.

I continue walking now alone, and find myself outside a bar. I look at my hands and say "Clarity" precautionally, because the dream is still going strong. I enter the bar and examine all the faces, I hadn't seen any of them before yet they were all just part of my imagination. Then my eyes come across Clarissa (I remember now, pretty sure that was her name). The pub was split into two rooms, both public, she indicates the other half with a movement of her head and cheeky grin, before walking seductively into the other half. Needless to say, I'm fairly chuffed, and begin to follow. A balding man is entering the room with a plate of food, and I realise how public this room is going to be, I grab him by the shoulder and pull him lightly, I say "Not you." Next thing I realise all the dream characters have dissapeared, I enter the room and Clarissa is their alone, I quitely praise myself for having such a brilliant subconcious. I walk over to her and we begin to kiss and... I typically wake up.
Longest and best lucid I've probably had though. Writing it up doesn't do it justice.

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

Last night was divided into two distinct segments.

The first segment involved me being at the church where we hold my school's closing ceremonies each year. The air was dustier than usual, but the ceiling was high and triangular like it should have been, enclosing the room which was very spacious. The church's walls were wide wooden panels and there were long benches, three in each row, slightly curving around the front stage area, also made of polished wood. There were unrecognizable people, probably students, sitting comfortably in the benches. I was called up to the stage by the principal of my school (who was the only person I could actually recognize).

I got to the stage and walked towards a table, sprinkled with green and orange glitter. It looked pretty bad and cheesy, like a big birthday party table or something. I knew this even in the dream, but I didn't say anything. There were five or six papers laid out on the table, and I picked each of them up. One of them read "Shel Solversten Award", which wasn't a real award. Written below the name of the award was "for having the best signed piece of artwork".

Once I got my awards, I didn't shake hands with the principal as I would do in real life. Instead, I walked right out of the building through an exit to the left of the stage. The steel double doors swung open as I pushed both of them at once, and I found myself on the side of a street. I looked back and there wasn't a church anymore, but a store. It was a brick building painted blue, around the size of a pawn shop, with large glass windows. In the window display there were those pink and white dogs like from Victoria's Secret.

I walked in, the award papers now magically gone from my hand, and went into a fitting room at the back of the store. This "fitting room" was more like a bathroom stall. There were three in a row, all pure white except for the metal hinges that squeaked when I opened the door, and there were inch-wide cracks on either side where the door closed. This made me uncomfortable, so I positioned myself in the stall where no one could look in. After all, there was a bench of people outside (but right in front of) the stalls. I sat in there for a few seconds and looked out the left-hand side of the door. I saw a man sitting on the bench, a few feet away. He was slightly overweight and looked really grubby, almost like a criminal or something. I locked eyes with him and thought, creeper, then moved over so I was hidden once again by the door.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 2:45 AM.

I was walking through Paris. Actually it didn't even look remotely like Paris, but I thought that it was anyway. I was walking through a street up a hill. The street was paved with dark brown stones, there were houses on both sides of the road. I saw something like a church up the hill. While I was walking I had to song "Paris is burning" in my head. I arrived up the hill at some sort of party. I was early, but there were already some people. They were sitting outside with plastic seats and tables. At first I was going to sit beside S., but I decided to side beside P. I asked what his daily occupation was. He had something like a painting company. I was going to ask what he was going to study, but I didn't get around to it, maybe the dream ended.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed around 3:00 AM. I don't recall much, just an image really. I guess I should draw it, but I'm not that good at that, so I'll just describe it.

I was walking through a forest with my parents. It was quite dark. The trees were thick silhouettes. I couldn't make out any details. There was thick white fog hanging above the ground. Through the trees there was a road composed of loose stones. On one stone close to where I was standing was a marking looking like a rainbow, except without color. It marked the path to a temple. That was the way we were going, but I don't think we ever got there. Through the fog I could see something or someone. I could only make out a silhouette.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 3:00 AM

I was standing on a train platform waiting for a train. My mother was with me. After a while two trains arrived on each side of the platform simultaneously. I asked my mother which train we had to take, it was the one on the right. It wasn't a regular train. There was a one meter gap between the train and the platform. You had to get over this gap by holding onto a rail above you. The train itself was smaller than usual. There were no seats inside, instead you had to lie down. It seemed as if the train wasn't riding on rails beneath it, but it was suspended on a single rail above the train.

I'm not sure how I got from the previous part to the next, but I think it's the same dream.

I'm in a canoe on a small lake. My mother is in the same canoe. I don't have a paddle, I left it in the train I think. I use my hands instead. There were areas through which we went in which the water had a faster current, and there were some small waterfalls. These were made by sluices.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed around 3:00 AM

I was a Russian soldier fighting the Germans in the second world war. The battle occurred at my neighbors garage. I had the scoped Russian mosin nagant rifle. I took cover behind a corner and told my comrades to take cover and aim towards the exit of the garage. The exit is a large stretch of road on both sides walled of, so we had a good shot. There were no Germans coming though, instead a large truck stopped near us from which we had no cover. I decided to take the truck head on, and so I took out my submachine gun. I had some trouble with that at first. There was no-one in the truck itself, so that left the cart behind it. I dropped a sort of grenade in it. (Really it was a round magazine drum that shot bullets in all directions when it went off.)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 3:00 AM, I woke up at 10:45.

I was walking with B. I think on a sidewalk somewhere. We were walking towards a parking lot. He was talking about his two other brothers. One had a successful life, the other was too materialistic according to him. The term he used was "supercharged". We got into his a car, a big silver BMW. I had a backpack with me, so I took that off when I got into the car. After we had driven around for a while, we were going somewhere, maybe a concert, I opened and closed my window because the sun was annoying. It didn't help. At some point I think about reality checking and that I haven't done that the entire time, even though I was doing something I don't normally do. I was stupid enough to still not do a reality check, because I was fairly certain I was awake.

At some point we take an exit and make a sharp turn. Somehow I get out of the car because of this and we get separated. We can't get back together easily either, because, according to the new, the road was closed. Somehow we now both have a car, which is a problem, because I don't have my driver's license. After a while I wonder why he hasn't called me yet. I decide to call him instead, but I don't succeed, instead I see the music player on the screen of my phone.

I walk towards an isolated parking lot. There are two or three cars there. One of time is ours. Two men approach, one of them is wearing a green shirt. They are going to steel a car. At first I though they were going to steal our car, but instead they turn toward a black car parked beside it. As they approach the car, they drop a green floppy disk. I asked them about that, but they don't answer my question. The guy in green has a knife and a gun. I ask one more time about the disk, but the guy threatens my with the gun and knife, so I walk away.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 1:45 AM, the following are three dreams which are more interesting together than apart.

I was in D. riding my bike. After a while I went through a tunnel. I continued on foot. At some point I encounter a large group of flightless birds. I think it were turkeys.

In the course of the night I assume I have a dream in which I write down notes on the tunnel dream.

In another dream I'm a bit frustrated that I didn't write down any notes on my dream. Then I recall that I did in fact write down some notes. I wrote down my notes on DV, where I read them. (Normally I write down notes on paper.)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to sleep at 1:00 AM, I woke up from the following dream at 9:00 AM

I was standing in the assembly hall of our school. I was holding a stand up comedy show. I had a sidekick, I think it was an animal, maybe an insect. He was making all the jokes, I didn't talk at all. After a while I looked at the clock twice. It changed when I looked away. It was an analog clock, not digital. I realized I was dreaming and did a nose pinch reality check to make sure. I could breathe. I thought about my goal to be more aware in my dream. I listened to the sounds and I felt the texture of a pole. I was more aware than during most of my lucid dreams, but not as aware as in waking life. There was a pile of coca cola bottles. I took one. Later I threw it away again when I saw a vending machine with ice tea. R. was standing by it. I pressed the rather large button a couple of times A 1 liter carton of non carbonated ice tea came out, I was hoping for the carbonated stuff, but I took it anyway. I went through a door and came in a store of sorts. I walked around a bit and I came to a department for sex toys. While I was there I wondered whether or not I should write this in my dream journal and publish it, well here it is. I continued through the store and entered a dark corridor. Deprived of any stimuli, the dream started to fade.

I managed to stay in the dream however by spinning. I was in a room with a bed. The dream wasn't very stable. The room changed from a realistic view to a computer animated view a couple of times. The dream was a bit more stable now and I looked at myself in the mirror. I saw a naked female. I'm male by the way. I exited the room and found myself in a corridor. I wanted to find my dreamguide. To my right I saw a open door leading to a stretch of grass. I went through the door, it was raining. I was still naked and I felt the rain on my body.

I wake up.