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Longest. Dream. Ever. So vivid, so much detail, and much more dialogue than I normally have in my dreams. The whole thing must've lasted 10-15 minutes (in dream time)

I was in a very large city, what I assumed was Tokyo at the time on some sort of school trip. I was on a pathway with some friends and we were walking towards a large deck/patio area that was overlooking a river and the city. When we got to the deck I looked up in the sky and saw the moon was much larger than usual. It seemed to be growing too. I squinted a little bit to try and see it better, and I noticed it was hurtling at us! I didn't move (don't know if I couldn't or just didn't) and just stood there. Nobody else seemed to be paying any attention and I didn't say anything, I just started at the moon flying at us. It crashed into the city beyond the river and there was a huge explosion with massive amounts of debris flying everywhere.

The next thing I knew I was standing on the pathway again, like nothing had ever happened. I looked around, and noticed it was just like before. I didn't really think anything of it and continued to walk with my friends towards the deck again. When we got there I asked my friend Tyler about what happened. He said, "What are you talking about? Nothing happened, and the moon difinitely didn't fall out of the sky. Look," he pointed up, "it's right there." I looked up where he was pointing and sure enough there was the moon, siting in the sky, certainly not hurtling towards us. I found this very odd, and started to quesiton things. I figured I might as well to a RC. I plugged my nose, tried to breath in and it worked! I was in a dream, the third one in a row

I imediately felt the dream start to fade and quickly started to rub my hands together to no success. I decided to try spinning to prolong the dream and kept spinning around and around. I didn't want to open my eyes, thinking that I would wake up, but after I had spun for about 30 seconds and wasn't lying down, I figured I could stop and I would be alright. I opened my eyes and I was still on the deck, but nobody was there. I thought of what to do, and I immediately thought of the TotY. The first one that came to mind was the first camera, but I didn't really feel like doing that one for some reason. Instead, I decided to survive the hindenburg disaster.

I pictured the large baloon floating over an airfield (like I remember seeing in old videos) and snapped my fingers, thinking to myself, "take me there." In a flash I was inside a small room, what looked like a cockpit. There were two people in the room with me and I noticed they had modern pilot uniforms on. I didn't think much of it and leaned over them to look out the window. I proceeded to accidently knock over one of their coffees, "Hey! Watch it!" he yelled. I back away quickly, surprised at his sudden activity. I noticed that the cup was full, and it had gotten all over the controls. A few sparks appeared and I started to get nervous, as did the pilots.

I rubbed my hands some more, making sure I had a good hold on the dream. I had a feeling this would be the cause of the crash, and I was right. The blimp immediately started diving forward, and the pilots pulled back on the controls as hard as they could, trying to get the blimp to rise. I could hear passengers screaming in the back when a flight attendant came in. "What's going on!? Why are we falling out of the sky!?" She sounded surprisingly calm for being in an aircraft that was about to crash. "This dumbass spilled coffee all over the controls!" One of them yelled. I backed away a little bit and put my arms up like I was innocent, "It was an accident! I didn't mean to!" I claimed.

Then, one of the pilots must've had a light bulb go off over his head, because in an instant, he shouted, "Wait! I have an idea!" He then took his coffee, and poured it all over the controls! "What the hell are you doing!?" I demanded. "Just wait," he replied. After only a few seconds, we levelled out, and were at a safe trajectory again. "What the... how did you know that would work?" I asked. "We are in a dream, you know." He replied, quite sarcastically. I shrugged it off and walked back into the main room where all the passengers were. Then I noticed a guy with a cigarette in his mouth and some matches in his hand. "NO!! Don't do that!" I yelled, but it was too late. He struck the match and the entire vessel instantly burst into flames.

There was tons of flames in the passenger area and I ran back into the cockpit where there wasn't any fire yet. "What the hell was that!?" One of the pilots demanded. "Some idiot just lit a match and now the entire things burst into flames!" I replied. "Then light another match! You know, dreams?" It did make sense, given that he fixed the earlier problem by pouring more coffee onto it. I went back into the other room with the other passengers who were all freaking out. This time it was actually very hot and I started to sweat. I felt like I just ran a marathon and got thrown into a sauna, minus the steam. I pulled a matchbook out of my back pocket (no idea how they got there). To my dismay, as I opened them they immediately burst into flames from the already roaring fire. I guess that plan's out .

I went back into the cockpit where it was starting to get warm, but there still weren't flames. "So? Did it work?" The same pilot asked. "Not exactly..." I replied, "they burst into flames before I could light them." "Damn," he said, obviously discouraged, "that was our only plan. Well, I guess there's nothing left to do but sit back and enjoy death." Jeez, that seemed a little dark. "Doesn't really matter to me," I said calmly, "I just need to ride this out so I can finish the TotY." It was true after all, if I had saved the blimp then I would've failed my task. "That is such a dreamer's additude." The other pilot added in. "How do you know I'm dreaming?" I asked. "Duh," he said sarcastically, "I'm part of your subconscious. You know, your brain? I know everything you know, and things you don't know you know."

"Like what?" I asked, equally sarcastic. "Now then," he said, "this is no place to have an intelectual discussion. We're all-most of us are going to die here." Damn... I actually felt like a douche, but he was right, we're about to crash. "Can you just answer me one quesiton?" I asked. "Yes. There, I answered your quesiton, now shut up so I can enjoy my death." He replied. Jeez, my subconscious is even more sarcastic than I am. "Thats not what I meant. I want to ask you where my dream guide is. I've always wondered who/what it is but never found him/her/it." It was true, I was very curious about who my DG was. "Don't you see? It's right in front of you, it's-"

At this point the blimp finally crashed into the ground. The force threw me forward into the windshield, but it didn't break. Ow... The cockpit I was in finally caught on fire, and it was even hotter than the other room. I could feel my skin starting to melt, but it didn't hurt, just uncomfortable, like when you get a moderate cramp, only it was all over my body. I wanted to get out. Now. I pushed my way through the burning wreckage and punched out the window. I could barely squeeze through but there was a small openeing right on the ground about 2 feet high. I crawled out and walked into the bright sun. I turned around at the hindenburg and it was only a shell of what was once the greatest airship ever. I must've been the only one out.

It wasn't until a few seconds later when a man ran over to me with a fire extinguisher in his hands that I noticed I was still on fire. I told him to back off because i wanted to try something. I did another small energy burst (See two dreams ago) and the fire pretty much evaporated. "Are you okay?" He asked. "Yeah I'm fine, but do you know if the pilot made it out?" I wanted to know what he was about to say and if he was really going to tell me who my DG was. "You're the only one who I've seen come out. Come on, you look terrible." I looked down into a puddle of water and noticed that all my hair had been singed off and my skin was black aroudn my face. I looked down and my arms and noticed my shirt was gone, but my pants were still there (thank god).

I walked over to the bleachers where the crowd had been watching the blimp fly around and sat down on the first one. I looked back at the blimp again and noticed that it was just a pile of charred rubble. Then, I noticed a figure walking away. It was the pilot! Unfortunately, it wasn't the one who I had been talking to, but the other one who had just sat there silent the entire time. I ran up to him and noticed he had a disappointed look on his face, almost angry. Right as I got close to him he spun around and kicked me right in the side of my head! It was a damn hard hit and pushed me about 20 feet off to the side but I managed to stay on my feet. "What the hell was that for!?" I yelled at him.

"Thats what you get for being yet another arrogant son of a bitch to come into this dream." Wow, he was angry! "What the hell do you mean?" I demanded. I was seriously confused. Was I really being that much of a jerk? "Back there, in the blimp, when you said 'Doesn't really matter to me, I just need to ride this out so I can finish the TotY.'" In a mocking tone like you would when you repeat what someone says to point out the obvious. "That is one of the cockiest things I've ever heard." (Looking back, he did kind of have a point) "What are you talking about? It's my dream, and besides, you're just a figment of my imagination. A projection of my subconscious to simulate the waking world."

"Oh, but I'm much more than that. Yes, I am a projection of your-" he cleared his throat, "-our subconscious, but that doesn't mean I'm not real. In here, what you see is all real. What was that one thing you always said? 'Perception is reality?' Well, you were right. And, even though you may think you perceive thise to be just a dream, to me, to your subconscious, we perceive this as complete reality." Wow, this is getting really serious! This stuff is insane . "That may be," I said, slowly, "but you're still a part of me, and if I perceive this to be a dream, then it is a dream."

"You're right," he said. He actually sounded like he just thought realized something. "This is a dream, but who's to say dream aren't reality? This is all real. Right now, your brain is still sending signals to your body and itself. Your heart is beating in here, as well as in your physical body, lying in your bed. What you're seeing, hearing, feeling. What you're smelling and even tasting, is all going into your memory. Saying this dream isn't real is like saying memories aren't real. You remember going snowboarding last night, right?" (I did go snowboarding last night) "That was real, wasn't it? But all it is now is just a memory, and soon, this will just be a memory. Saying this dream isn't real is like saying everything that has ever happened isn't real, and who are you to say what is and isn't reality?" (I maye have left some parts out, but this is about 95% accurate)

"And now..." He said, "I think it's time I put you in your place." He charged at me, incredibly fast. "Wait wait wait, hold on a sec-" *SMACK!* I felt a huge sharp pain in my ribs. Everything started to go blurry, and I struggled to raise my hands together. I started to rub them and focus on the warmth and feeling, "Uh-uh," he yelled, "You're not stabalizing that easily! I'll make you wake yourself up!" At this point i was on my knees, trying to regain my breath, when suddenly my neck snapped back. He had kicked me square in the jaw. But then it hit me: it's not about rubbing your hands together, it's about focusing on your senses and how it feels to do so. "No, you're the one who's wrong," I squeezed out. "You see, the more you hit me, the more pain I feel, and the more senses I have to anchor myself to this "alternate reality" you say we are in."

I focused on my chest, on my jaw, neck, and even the burns from the crash. The more I thought about it, the more it hurt, but the more vivid the dream became. "Ah, but I can see it on your face," he snickered. "The more you focus on the pain, the stronger it becomes." Spot on, he hit the nail on the head. "But you forget," I told him, "I have nearly mastered dream control, and any pain I feel I can easily change. You know, the mind interprets pain and sex in the same area of itself. If sexual thoughts can be used to diminish pain in waking life, then why could it not work in the dream world? After all, it's all in your head."

At this point I was back on my feet, and pictured the pain in my chest and jaw to pleasure in my "private area." It worked better than I thought. So well in fact I nearly ejaculated and could feel the dream fade just a tiny bit. I imagined a bit of the new pleasure as pain to even it out, and it worked perfectly. I had some minor discomfort in my chest, and some moderate pleasure "down there."

"I see," he replied, "it looks as if it has worked. Well then, let the realy fire start!" I immediately yelled back, "You asked for it!" I flexed all the muscles in my right hands and formed a fireball about the size of a medicine ball. I lurched back and flew forward in an all out sprint. At this point time seemed to slow down 10 fold, so that one normal second took a good 10 seconds to happen. We were only about 50 feet away and I halved that distance in the blink of an eye, or about 3 seconds of slow-motion. I swung my arm around as hard as I could (8 years of baseball finally paying off) and aimed right for his head. Right as it left my hand he leaned to the left and I flew past him. I spun around so that my back was facing the ground and I could see his knee about to come up, going straight for my back.

I arched my back as hard as I could and turned it into a back handspring. "Not bad," he said, "for a dreamer." For some reason, that pissed me off. I'm normally a very cool headed guy. In fact, whenever I play video games with friends they will always get pissed off and I'll have to tell them to calm down, while they're all screaming their heads off. But not this time. Without thinking, I formed another fireball and went after him again. This time though, I threw the fireball at him earlier, and followed through on the throw to turn it into a side flip, and rotated that into a chartweel type move, and pushed yet another fireball off each of my feet, on either side of him, so no matter which way he moved, he would get hit. However, he jumped straight into the air, about 100 feet, avoiding all three fireballs.

"Quite the moves you got there," he said, "but you'll have to do better than that to beat me!" He dove down head first straight at the ground, fast enough to cause him to burst into flames like a meteor. Having just recovered from my little stunt, I saw him out of the corner of my eye smash into the ground. A huge crater formed and I was pushed back several hundred feet. He walked casually out of his crater and moved so fast he just appeared next to me in the blink of an eye. "Now, like I said before, It's time you learn your place!" I felt a massive force on the back of my head and I'm pretty sure I was forced into the ground. The force was so great that I woke up in my bead, heart going crazy, sweating like hell and completely disoriented. Wow. Now that was a dream. I'm starting to wonder whether or not that was my DG, and if what he said was really true. I quickly wrote down all the main points as well as the majority of the dialogue, but I had school again that morning and I had little time to actually get into detail.

Nevertheless, I got part of the TotY done, had en epic fight, and possibly met my DG.

(Note: If you don't snowboard or ski, you may get confused with the wording)

I was snowboarding at Whiteface Mtn. (Which i had just been to over this weekend) And was riding through their park. I was just going around things, not hitting any jumps or rails, and just looked around at the people. I noticed someone standing right at the end of a box talking to what looked like a friend of his, completely oblivious to what was going on around them. Right as I was about to pass them I saw a skier hit the box. He rode through it and nearly hit the two people at the end. He must've ridden over one of their skis because the two people got very angry and stormed after him. They sped away faster than i was going and I didn't feel like following them.

I continued to ride through just avoiding most of the features when I noticed a ride on rainbow box connected to some sort of dragon box, all wavy and totalled to what looked like a good 40 feet. I stopped a few dozen feet above it and waited for the people before me to go before I went. Most just rode on and off, doing 50-50s and most slipped off to the side. The person before me to go, another boarder, did a (sorry for the "boardspeak")front board on to 5-0, back 5 off. I didn't know how to follow that up so I sat there waiting for something to pop into my head. I finally came up with something and dropped in.

I rode up towards the box on the left side and hopped up onto it doing a front board, just the person before me. But I continued through with it and did a 270 off. I rode down to the bottom like nothing happened, trying to be cool and what not, when I noticed something strange: I can't do any of that. I didn't really think much of it and got on the chairlift after waiting for only like 20 seconds. While on the lift the fact that i did that kept popping into my head. I finally figured, the heck with it, and did a quick nose-plug RC. I took off my gloves and pinched my nose. I tried to breath in and, for some reason, it didn't work. Just to be extra sure i checked my hands too. The left one was fine but the right one had an extra finger between my ring finger and pinky. I found this extremely strange and did another nose-pinch but questioned everything much more. This time, it worked! I could breath in through my nose, and there was an extra finger on my hand. This had to be a dream.

Not wanting to get too excited (like I did a few nights ago) I took a couple deep breaths and took in my surroundings. The sun was out and it felt warm on the back of my neck. The snow was melting a little bit and there was a stream running down the middle of the mountain. It seemed very loud and was quite vivid for a dream. I could also smell the wet grass beneath the snow as my dad made a face next to me since he doesn't like that smell. The dream seemed unusually vivid, as if it was waking life. Wanting to be completely sure, I asked my dad who was sitting next to me. I turned to him and said, "This is a dream, right?"

To which he replied, "Only if you want it to be." And I did want it to be. I hadn't had a long LD in a while and felt a bit overdue, so I wanted to be a little more cautious with this one. That idea didn't last long. One thing that I always wanted to do was feel immensly powerful through the use of telekenesis and force. So, i snapped my fingers and pictured a huge battlefield with thousands of enemies all coming at me. In a second, I was in a large open field with some tall grass, but there was nobody else, just me. I noticed I was still wearing alll my gear from boarding and was getting very hot.

I stripped down out of my layers to shorts and jeans. Not wanting to have my movement restricted, I took off my jeans to find some athletic shorts beneath. This seemed fitting since I did have gym in school today and nearly forgot my shorts . I stodd in the field for a minute waiting for something to happen. After about 15 seconds I noticed a large breeze coming through. All the grass waved in the wind and it was getting very ominous. Once the wind died down I swore i heard a sound of yelling off in the distance. I payed close attention and noticed that it was getting louder. Not only was there yelling, but there was also a low rumbling too, like a stampeded of elephants. I looked over the horizon only to see a massive sea of movement.

I got ready, and, wanting to fit the "badass" theme, just stood there as chill as I could. I waited some more and after a good minute the crowd was only about 100 yards away. They neared and I was getting mentally prepared, picturing large waves of "force" (i guess that would be the best way to describe it) that resembled a shockwave pushing everything back. Once they were all about 15 yards away, they just stopped, staring at me. I payed no attention to them, and looked down at my hands, focusing. I could tell a few of them were scratching their heads, confused at what I was doing.

After a short while i turned at one of them, and pushed my hand forward, imagining a wave of energy pulsing forward at one of them. It wasn't until now that I noticed they were in all black, thin suits similar to what a ninja would wear, but they didn't have any weapons. Once I pushed my hand forward, I saw a faint distortion in the air (like when the pavement is very hot and oyu can see the heat waves rising up). Through that distortion I saw the one I aimed at and those behind him fly backwards. All the rest of them stared at the hole in their circle they had formed around me, and some looked terrified, while others looked furious.

At this moment, my point of view went into 3rd person from a bird's eye type of view about 15 feet above me. I could see myself and I truly did look like a badass. At this moment, they all charged, but in just enough of a broken up maner that I could get a good flow going. Being only my second or third attempt at 1 vs. a lot, I just pictured what I thought could be a possible fight scenario. Still being in third person, I could still sense all of my senses, just my sight was a bit different. The first enemy that got to me i ducked under and sidestepped under his legs, flipping him into one behind me.

I continued to step sideways, spinning and kicking each who came after me. I had defeated not 10 of them when several dozen all jumped on me at once. I felt very squished beneath them all, and could feel them trying to punch/kick me. Not wanting to loose this easily, i crouched down and took a second to charge another energy wave. This time I forced upwards with all my strength causing a shockwave to radiate from me and blow those on top of me back several hundred feet. I also ended up a goodd 50 feet in the air. Those still on the ground beneath me looked up with a look of fear on their faces. I flipped upside down and dove into the ground head first. I kept my arms at my side and hit the ground with just my head at full force. It cause a decent sized crater (~30 feet in diameter) and blew back another hundred of them.

Unfortunately, there was still thousands of them. I decided that I might as well go all out since I likely won't be getting a chance like this any time soon. I once again jumped straight up into the air, only this time I had nobody on top of me, and I flew much higher. At about 200 feet i stopped and hovered for a second, and got into a crouching position again, much like before. This time, i took a few more seconds and really tightened up, figuring that this would give me a bigger boost in power. I could picture in my head an extremely large force racing away from me at the crowd of enemies.

Before I could even blink, I outstretched my arms and legs as quickly and strong as I could, imagining the wave I had just pictured. When I opened my eyes, I saw nothing left of the army that stood just a moment before. All I saw was the same field that I had been in for the majority of the dream. The crater I had made was still there, but none of the enemies were. I figured I must've gone full blown crazy and obliterated them all.

Not really thinking much of it, I started to think of what else I could do. A sex dream came into my mind, but I had been wanting to stop having those, since it was almost always the first thought that popped into my head during a LD. I continued to focus on something and eventually the TotY popped into my mind. However, I thought of last years tasks. I figured I would save Janet from the movie psycho. Not remembering that it was now 2012, I continued on with my dream, not thinking anyhing of it.

In order to get to the bathroom where the movie took place, I closed my eyes and said to myself, "When I open my eyes I will be in the same bathroom as Janet." When I opened my eyes, however, I found myself lying in my bed, awake. Damn, I had to go to school in less than an hour

March 25 2009
I dreamed Harry Potter teamed up with Obama to fight Godzilla and then we all ate a bunch of potted plants with watery spaghetti (which was gross) and taped friendly spiders to our heads because that's what the popular girls were doing. And everything was exploding and shooting lava everywhere the whole time.

Well, due to life getting extremely busy I had to take off a week of keeping up with my DJ, and last night being the first night of the weekend, I got to try again to lucid dream...and boy did I!

1) & 2) Just fragments of the first couple dreams of the night. Can't remember a lot of what I did, but I do recall quite clearly finding a mirror, looking at myself in it, and telling myself that I was dreaming until it sank in that I really was. I went lucid this way in both dreams and then went to do stuff, but sadly lost lucidity again fairly quickly.

3) I was keeping a DJ (yes, in the dream) of the previous two dreams in the night. Suddenly I realized I was still dreaming though, and so I happily marked a third lucid dream for one night...just before waking up.

4) By this point I'd finally gotten enough sleep for dreams to be fairly clear, and so I was wandering through some futuristic facility, unaware that I was asleep, when out of the corner of my eye I caught my reflection in a broken sheet of metal that was dangling from the wall. As I approached it, I began to marvel at how realistic the reflection was...which clued me in that I was dreaming and subconsciously knew it. I repeated the process of looking at myself in the mirror and telling myself quite firmly that I was dreaming until I really did gain lucidity...and this time held onto it! When I looked away from the mirror I was suddenly Adam Jensen, which I found cool and decided to stick with. I was on the basement level of the facility, and I decided there would be a villain at the top level, and I had to get there to stop him from some evil plot. And of course in Deus Ex style, that also meant I had to do a lot of sneaking around to get there. Well, I didn't do the best job at being subtle so security guards caught onto my presence very quickly, but a single punch to the face took each and every one of them out so easily it was almost disappointing. So I let two guys wake back up from the knockout punch and start chasing me, this time with the fun being in finding a way to hide from them. I began to half-fly-half-freerun all over the place until I rounded a corner, expecting to find a door to a crazy room on the other side. I did. Once inside, I was in a room that had its geometry duplicated on the ceiling, making it vertically symmetrical. I flew upside down and stood on the ceiling as the two guys ran inside on the floor, which was upside down to me, now. They couldn't figure out how the heck I was doing what I was, and it confused them enough for me to fly up some upside-down flights of stairs until I reached a pillar jutting sideways out of the wall. I stood by the pillar now, at yet another orientation different from the floor. The DC's were totally confused by this point, and so when they came after me, I simply kept myself on the opposite side of the pillar from them, and eventually they gave up looking for me. Just when they were about to leave though, one of them saw me, so I took them both out and kept going towards the top. Sadly I lost lucidity and woke up before I could get there, but it was still a pretty epic dream.


Here's a basic illustration of the crazy geometry I built into that room on the fly. Just goes to show the creativity the sleeping mind can have! I'd never think of this while awake

(The following includes referances to many games and shows)


I don't remember the crime, but I was on the run, I just knew the cops were after me and they had a reason. I was running down the road, it was one of those feelings where you're trying to move, but you move like you're underwater. I had the will to do it fast enought though. The cops weren't anywhere to be seen, but I was still running. There were houses all around, I recognized most of them, but they were in the wrong places. I was on the left side of the road and cars were passing all around, some parked on the side of the street. I looked to the right, on the other side of the street two cops were exiting a house, they clearly noticed me. They pulled out their guns and I ran faster, but it took more strength to move. I ran in zigzags, hoping it would throw them off, I would occasionally jump behind a tree. We ran for a while when I came across a house I suspected to be mine, but it looked nothing like my house. It had a huge backyard and thick woods all around it. I ran to the back yard, it was still getting harder to move. I reached the edge of the woods and I pushed through the leaves and trees, but I ended up back at my house.

Right around then I thought about it, the cops were getting closer, I was in a loop, that doesn't happen in real life. Then I realized I was dreaming. I made their guns dissappear and flew up, I was about halfway to the top of the tree line. I wasn't focused enough, I accidentally made Carl from Jimmy Neutron appear. I tried what I did in older dreams. I flapped my arms and legs as if I were making a snow angel. It worked, I rose into the air slowly, then I gained more concentration and I was able to control myself easier. I no longer had the underwater feeling. I flew higher and higher.

I could hear Carl yelling, "Sheen! don't go!" I suspected he was talking to me, but I knew I wasn't sheen, "Cops! He's up there in the sky!"

As I started paying attention more I realized the clouds were square and there was a lot of fog. It remined me of MineCraft, wait, this is MineCraft! The cops were flying too. I started to believe it was Minecraft subconsiouly and I started to loose control. I lost the ability to fly and fell down. Double tap space, I thought, do it, double tap. It worked for a second as I saw a flash of myself hit the spacebar twice. But it didn't last, I kept falling. A fire ball shot from above, most likely from the cops. Double tap! Do it! SPACE, SPACE! then I started flying again. I looked down, I was about ten feet from the ground, good timing.

I looked around, the setting changed, I was in the graveyard I commonly go to IRL. I convinced my self I was dreaming again, I pinched myself, I gealt no pain, good. It wasn't MinCraft, I can do more now. The cops were gone. I hovered for a few seconds when suddenly, a mix of Kirby and King Boo appeared from a grave. I looked around and saw 8 (from the dream academy dream) sitting on a log. I moved to the crypt beside the field where she sat. It was still sunny, I decided it was time for a fight scene. King Kirby and I had a battle I did everything I wanted, I shot fire, shurakins, controlled the air, etc. King Kirby would do his thing changing form and shooting stars at me, he occasionally sucked in something I threw at him and gained that power. I summoned the Hand (the white glove from Super Smash Bros) and started beating him with it. I flew up and erased the hand, I dove down at Kirby and shot him with fire. Kirby stated summoning things himself, my memories. I had my mind stuck on cartoons and video games so he reminded me of old favorites, Foster's Home for imaginary friends, Kirby, Mario,etc. We eventually got bored and sat and talked with 8 for the rest of the dream.

It was in the time of ancient egypt (I'd never realy thought about that since 6th grade), there was a peasant and a pharaoh, I was watching from above, completely disembodied eyes. We were in a mud-brick hall, the ceiling raised about 40 feet. I could hear muffled talking going between the two, I moved closer. It was like a picture from a computer, as I zoomed in, there was less detail. The outlines got bigger and everything. I was suddenly on their side, at ground level. I could make out some words, but I forget most of them, then the peasant said:
"No, I cannot trust you with two hands full,"
(This of course made no sense and then I woke up)

(The following is the continuation of a previous post...)


I wandered around the grounds, looking for people, I went to the back of the school where people were practicing flying, transforming, and other tricks. I walked around looking for someone with cards, then I came across two nerdy looking kids sitting at a little plastic table. I walked over and noticed they had yugioh cards. I talked with them for a bit and decided to go back. I walked in and 8 was still at the wooden table. I sat next to her.

"What took you so long?" she asked.

"I was like two minutes," I replied.

She smiled, "That's still too long."

The next thing I knew, we were making out and within seconds, everything went black as if I slept in my dream, and what do you know? I wake up beside her in my room.

Holy crap! I thought to myself, how did that even happen?

8 was still asleep so I decided to go for a walk, I went out and had another forgetful confrontation with the head master. I went behind the school and went for a walk in the woods. I eventually got bored and decided to go back and have a little fun. When I returned to school grounds the sun had just risen above the tree tops, and I had nothing to do. I went up to my room, where 8 was still lying in bed, awake now. We watched eachother, trying to keep from any awkward coversations.

"Well, that was fun," she said.

I stood in the doorway and scratched my head and smiled, "You wanna do somthing?"

She slowly sat up, "What?"

"I don't know, what do you do for fun around here?" I asked.

She smiled and got up, she took my hand and brought me to the table we were at before. We waited for a minute and then she pulled out a paper, "Draw something big, and scary."

8 handed me the paper and I started drawing, I didn't even have a pencil. I drew a dinosaur/humanoid with giant arms and handed her back the paper. She smiled and folded it up. She took my hand again and pulled me out the door and behind the school.

She heald the paper infront of my face, "Look at this," she said, "How about you make it real, then we can fight it."

I observerd the drawing, I already knew its details, seeing as I drew it. I thought about its giant arms, how his skin would be the color of darkened almonds, how he would bare his teeth when he was angry, then I saw him, right behind 8. We both began flying, and we had an epic battle, one too epic for words. When it was defeated, we landed back on the ground. 8 hugged me as tightly as I would imagine possible, we stood there for a minute, still hugging. She suddenly released me.

"I'm gonna miss you," she said, and she gave me one last kiss.

(This is an old dream, I just thought this would be a nice start)
(Oh, and I'm going to write these as stories rather than descriptions)


It was just an average day in school, except, it wasn't. It was an average night, but at school. So it was just another night at school. I was hanging with my friends, talking about random stuff, then there came a noise. Outside was about a thousand aliens, like the jakals from Halo's covenant all covered in purple armor. I ran out, for no reason, I just thought it would be fun to fight som aliens, so I did. I even started flying, even though it was a normal dream. I eventually got bored and flew back inside. Everyone was cowering in the cafeteria, lying down, shaking and whispering to eachother.

"Oh, come on!" I complained, only a few bothered to turn their heads.

The girl I liked at the time (as in I like someone else), let's call her: "W" (her name doesn't even have a W in it), anyways, she was lying with some random guy. He gave her his hat and they started kissing. Suddenly, an ogre with an apple for a head and a cape knocked down the door and everyone went running, except W and the random guy, they were still kissing (I don't think they ever stopped) The ogre shot fire and I got up to fight him. A rather....well, large, person ran by scraming on fire, throwing paper everywhere.

"Why?" said the ogre.

I simply shrugged and threw paper at him, which caught on fire as it left my hands. (unfortunately paper has a lot of air resistance, so it barely made it a foot away).

I ran out the cafeteria and into the basement, except it was the basement of my dad's house. I found Brett (my best friend) and we waited. It was only a few seconds before the ogre ran through the door. We went into the safe room, a white, finished room alone in the corner of my basement. The ogre followed. I found a container of apple juice and somehow figured it was flamable, so I threw it at the ogre and he errupted into flames.

After that, I'm pretty sure I went back upstairs and W was still kissing the random guy....but his hat was gone.

While I still may not have had any lucids from MILD yet, my brain is definitely starting to incorporate the visualization part directly into my dreams. The other night I visualized beginning the dream on an airplane because I could either skydive and land wherever I wanted to, or just make the plane land wherever I wanted it to. Easy transition either way. I didn't go lucid, but the dream did begin on an airplane. Last night, I visualized being back in Israel because that's where my previous dream was. And again, while I didn't go lucid, the dream did begin there. I think I'm getting on to something here...

1) As I just said, the dream began in Israel, although it quickly left that behind and turned into something big. Huge. So much detail I can't even begin to recall it all; there was an entirely unique world all around me with a deep story of its own to tell. Keeping things simple, there was a giant corporation that was getting too much power; it acted as the government, but due to its business nature, it was more corrupt than even the average government. I, along with a small team of others, sat down and planned how we could get inside and blow up the entire facility that was at the heart of the whole problem...realizing we would likely die in the process. (Yes I know, IRL that would be an act of terrorism, but this was a dream, ok? ) Our plan was highly detailed, but proved effective. We had unexpected complications along the way of course, but we improvised and still barely made it to our objective after hours of constant work. We had silently (for the most part) taken out all the guards going about the place, and all that was left was the CEO himself. We set up the bombs and then dove out the windows as our only shot at survival. Surprisingly the fall didn't hurt at all. However, once outside, a giant tree burst up out of the ground and revealed itself to be a tree-machine AI who was very angry at our work. We started to fight, but soon the machine recognized us as friends and stopped before he did any real damage.

Dream Signs: being somewhere without remembering getting there, highly unusual events,

This is one of my
Five-Star Dreams

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This dream was totally badass. And I never use that word. The weight of the hammer, and the force generated by swinging it and flying with it, was unbelievable. The sensations were realistic, not to mention the action was some of the best I've ever had in a lucid. Guys, if you want epic flying, speed and power all in one dream, use Mjolnir!

At the start of the dream, I was in an area that looked like an abandoned town straight out of a Western film, but it had a slightly spooky vibe to it: there were decrepit wooden buildings in two (very straight, neatly-arranged) rows going down a flat plane of rocky, gravelly land. That was often typical of Western locations in film. An interesting twist was that in this town, there were shiny barbed wire fences connecting the sides of the buildings from one to the next, and the coloration of the dream as a whole was very pale, getting dark but not quite midnight, and blue-gray. There were some pale darker browns here and there, too. I saw a few tattered smoky white-colored flags hanging on a slightly upwards angle from the very top of a couple buildings. These flags were pretty small, probably only a foot long.

I was walking through the town closer to the buildings on the right, traveling a bit slower than normal. I wasn't creeped out and I didn't have the ominous feeling that the dream could turn into a nightmare, but I was just slightly unsure for some reason, being cautious as I walked through the town. My gaze didn't move and I just looked down towards where the town ended, which as a whole was probably only 300 feet long. At the end, spanning from the last building on the left to the last one on the right and blocking the exit, was a large pile of shiny dark grey mud that was probably taller than it was wide, at around ten feet tall. There were large chunks of dried dark grey mud in it which were also fairly shiny, and I saw a few large black garbage bags buried amongst the gunk too.

I walked towards this pile for a minute or so, and got within forty feet of it before I saw two men walk up to me from behind the third- or fourth-last building on the right. One of them was dressed in a red RCMP uniform and had shorter black hair, along with a black handlebar mustache. He had a long, completely silver rifle slung over his back; the strap being brown leather. The other man was in a pale green military jacket and jeans; I wasn't looking at him too much so I don't remember other details. The RCMP man looked at me intently while the other guy just started veering off, running over to the left and completely out of the picture. He probably went into a building or something.

I stared down the man for a mere few instances and, most opportunistically, became lucid.

It took me a few moments longer than normal to realize the extent of the fact that I was in a dream. I kind of just stood there, wide-eyed, but then I smiled and said out loud while fist pumping, "fuck yeah! Now that's what I'm talking about!"

I looked around and felt no need to do an RC, but I did rub my hands together and walk over to the right, attempting to look at one of the buildings in detail. When I wasn't lucid the buildings all appeared normal, but upon closer observation they looked kind of funny. The building was made of lighter-colored wood logs, almost like a cabin, and was composed of two stories; the second story had a balcony with two supporting columns underneath it. The columns were not smooth, almost as if two trees had been stripped of their bark and simply placed under the structure. The balcony was not three feet above my head, making the entire building relatively short as well.

I turned away from the building after less than a minute, and looked around. The entire location had a slight halo to it, like objects get from the mist when it's raining heavily outside. This caused things to be slightly blurry, but I was confident that the dream wouldn't destabilize because it's never happened before, even in intense, high-speed or simply exciting circumstances. The area had also taken on a slightly bluer tone; now most of the pale browns were only in the ground. I didn't notice when the change occurred, but I did notice the difference.

"Huh! That's so cool," I said to myself, sounding interested as I scanned the area.

The buildings were also looking a bit more destroyed than before; sort of like the ones in limbo from the film Inception. They were still made of wood, but the wood was very pale blue and broken up into lots of irregular fragments, as if they could've crumbled at any moment. All the buildings were probably only an average of ten feet tall, without more than a two or three feet variation in height.

I then realized that I should probably do something fun. Being me, I forgot about my dream goals once again (lacking memory - I had tried to remember them but then just thought, bah, never mind, nothing good will come of that). So, instead I decided to summon an object; this object of choice was a super-powerful hammer from the film Thor called "Mjolnir" (mole - neer). I first looked back to where the man in the RCMP outfit used to be; he was gone. This spooked me a little but I shrugged and started to turn around, walking slowly down in the opposite direction. I kept my gaze up, level, and didn't look down at the ground at all, paying as little attention to it as possible. I then stopped, put my weight all on one foot (it felt like there was much more 'weight' on it than there should've been), and leaned over quite a bit. I reached my right hand down towards the ground, propping it on top of the newly-summoned Mjolnir. I felt a slight upwards pressure against my hand, as if the hammer would simply blast away if I took my hand off it. I looked down at the ground on my right-hand side now, and there it was; it was a good twenty inches long, with a slightly more elongated handle than it should've had, but it looked pretty awesome!

It was sitting on top of a small mound of gravel and rocky ground. Actually, it was halfway stuck into this chunk of earth. I didn't move my head or body, but my eyes darted to the right, as if I was hearing something behind me. With a determined and pretty damn pissed-off look on my face, I pulled up Mjolnir in a sudden motion from my right arm, powered mostly by my shoulder. I proceeded to swing it around to the left which passed it directly in front of my face, and spun the rest of my body around, flinging it into a man I expected to be about ten feet away, but I didn't visualize him beforehand (he was dressed in a large black hoodie, the hood pulled over his face, and had a loose chain around his neck. My arm ended pointing where the hammer flew, in a straight line towards him, and I was leaned over quite a bit, with my feet firmly planted in the ground. During the swing I felt the hammer's weight, which would've been a good 20 pounds in real life - the funny thing is, it felt that heavy when I hurled it, but I didn't get a sore arm and the throw itself was pretty effortless. It was a very strange sensation; usually these two sensations don't go hand-in-hand. I guess tiredness and muscle strength isn't a factor in dreams... But still.

The hammer whizzed right into the man at breakneck speed, going at least 100 mph if I were to guess, and I didn't see the actual impact; the man just curled backwards as the hammer hit him in the stomach and pushed him through the air at the same speed I originally saw the hammer going. There was no slight slowdown in speed on impact. Mjolnir disappeared, along with him, in an instance.

I immediately raised my head to look up into the distant sky, off to the right, just above the buildings. Then I looked behind me a bit, turning my neck minutely, then spun around again to catch the speeding hammer that I had expected to have been racing back towards me. I let my arm drop and once again felt its weight; I noticed that the handle was a bit shorter than before when I looked down at it with a contemptuous and vengeful expression - not directed to the hammer, but the group of shady individuals I wanted to summon around me - they were here to exploit Mjolnir and take it for themselves.

"Piece of cake," I told myself. I looked up to see a big mass of dark clouds in the distance; the sky wasn't entirely dark after all, so shapes were still discernible. The clouds were rather thick and covered a lot of area over the horizon. But my immediate vicinity was to be filled with ten or twenty 'bad guys'. I turned around, facing the same big pile of mud and garbage bags as before (but further away this time as I'd been walking away from it a bit). As I turned, I pictured a mass of people with guns, wearing the same military jacket as the guy I saw when I wasn't lucid - this was a first; usually I don't remember things from before hand.

I ended up facing about seven or eight men. They were leaning forward a bit and looked intimidating, but their clothing was off; they were wearing regular military camo outfits, and all of them were very dark grey with barely noticeable lighter patches (to make the camo pattern). A few of them were holding tasers, but they all appeared to be frozen and not moving that much.

"Come on!" I goaded them. "You think you deserve this, but you'll never be good enough to use Mjolnir."

When I finished my threat, I quickly brought Mjolnir over my left shoulder and, once again, flung my right arm back out towards the group. Instead of simply letting one person get hit, I was going to imagine a burst of light blue and white, semi-transparent energy to explode from it. As soon as I let go of it for the throw, I extended my arm and held my right hand out briefly - jazz hands style - and slightly curled my fingers and thumb inwards, tensing up, and then releasing the tension quickly. A pale blue, fairly transparent curtain of smooth energy burst out in a rather flat disc (not what I'd expected, but oh well...), outwards to the left and right; it reminded me of a miniature spiral galaxy. The men dissolved into thin air, but I wasn't done yet; I wanted to fly.

"I can hear you behind me!" I called, still facing the same direction. "But you'll never fucking catch me!"

I maneuvered Mjolnir, again held in my right hand, waving it above my head and bending my elbow so that it was now right on top of my right shoulder. I turned my head around and saw a very dark, hazy person running towards me, in a rather scary fashion - I heard quick, omniscient shuffling noises that were growing louder and louder, even though he wasn't running fast enough to make the sound level grow like that. I scowled and stomped on the ground with my right foot, which caused the hammer to suddenly begin flying upwards at about a sixty-degree angle; it went from being right above my shoulder to a few feet in front of my in a matter of moments. I was almost immediately off the ground. My grip on the handle was firm but I didn't feel all the muscles in my hand working; I just felt the surface of it Mjolnir accelerated fast and I felt the air rush around the front of the hammer, along with some very realistic air resistance, as if it was fighting against the sky a bit. It didn't slow down though; I trailed behind it, but I wasn't really following the hammer after getting off the ground anymore. Initially I did, and I had to hold on, but now it felt like my dream body was pushing more towards the hammer, and the hammer was being pushed forward by me. I expected this force to even out, and it did.

I flew in the sky, feeling the air and wind circulate, and I could've sworn I also felt slight coldness at one point. I had flown almost straight upright for about ten seconds at first, then I pressed my hand's grip on the handle down so the hammer changed course; I met some resistance because the hammer was set in its course, but it wasn't too bad. I tilted it down and I was now curving back towards the ground. I steered like this and after about twenty seconds I summoned a storm around me: a relatively transparent tunnel of clouds encapsulated me which obstructed my vision a bit, but then I imagined myself creating a burst of invisible energy; this made the clouds in front of me dissipate.

I woke up when my alarm went off.

i am with a group of people. we are connected via friendship, or maybe circumstance, but not necessarily blood.
maybe blood too. i can't tell, or maybe i can't remember. we're not all related though. there's about 6 of us.

this epic i awoke from is fragmented, and i carry over only pieces, like a drunk night's morning. they are probably not in chronological order, but i'll try to make it make sense.

scene one

i am in the woods with the group.
we are together, but spread out over the trail. i can see the last person and the first person.
we are looking for the "bad guy" of the story. he's some king but only the word applies, he's not royalty or at least its never talked about. for some reason we know he is in a "cold room", which is a specific thing.
quite all of a sudden, and i mean ALL OF A SUDDEN a train cuts thru the middle of our group. i can't see the rest of the people, and one lady is missing. she might be my grandmother, but that's a 50/50 chance.
the train goes by, or somehow we all re-group with the train still going, and after everyone thought she died, she is here, fine, shooken up but alright.
i think to myself how we really have to be careful because the trains can come from anywhere, anytime. there are no tracks.

scene 1.5

we all go to the train station. the train hasn't arrived yet. there are two hobos who are waiting for it, to jump into the boxcars and go. there's a third man, standing and staring at us. well fuck, that's the guy!
someone says his name is "dale" or something with a D....the train arrives. he was on the other side.
me and someone else go into a boxcar just to see how it is.
it is pretty much the inside of a VW, two facing seats inside a rectangle box. kinda nice.
we get out and the train leaves. no dale and the hobos are gone.
my mom is with me, or maybe she's part of the group. she uses my phone to call someone named dale.
"wait no, now he'll know my number and know where i am!" she called the wrong dale, i had two: some guy, and THE EVIL GUY!

scene 2

we are outside a supermarket. we are coming up with some kind of plan. we go in, and everyone scatters.
time goes by, maybe i do my part in the plan, i don't know. after some time, i start to panic.
where is everyone!?? i run thru the aisles, and there is a feeling like i'm being chased or watched or waited on.
i see a boy i know who wasn't part of the original group but was part of this plan. he's running around with his cart empty, so i go up to him. he talks to me and i help him put a lot of wine in his cart.
i hold a broom. it's part of a plan.
we escape now, and run out the door. the alarm goes off, and they chase us out for a second, so i throw the broom at them. "yeah i stole it, here have it back," is what the action meant to say. they didn't notice the wine.

scene 3

i am running, running running up a hill, towards a bingo hall. i am with someone else.
we run up to the top of the hill that it's on finally and hide. we are going to try and track down where the cold room is, where dale is.
i go into the hall and it's a store. i take a magazine and when i come out and open it i realize its 300 pages of models. boring. i text heather. my mom's here. we're going to look together.

scene 4

i am in the cave/forest/dungeon/tunnel/room. the final one. the-boss-key kind of room. we will find the cold room here, and dale, and defeat him or whatever we're doing.
we are all spread out in this long room. its like mountains and forest inside a cave, inside a building.
i climb thru some of the obstacles for awhile. its just a hunt for a long time, dream-time too. climbing and climbing.
then, behind me someone yells they've found it!!! what? i'm pretty much at the entrance.... she's behind me even further. how'd we miss it?
seriously, how'd we miss this: at the beginning of the room, there's a secret ledge. there are footholds but they have no depth so they don't look real. well, they are. she climbed up 'em and at the top is the cold room!
which isn't actually a room. it's a cylindrical hanging piece of cloth, and i guess dale is inside that. and it's probably cold in there...because that's what someone told me.
well, okay, looks like i'm gonna be the one to confront him first. i grab a ribbon thats hanging from the ceiling and swing over to the ledge, grab it, and hang on. i climb up, and talk to dale.

his voice booms, like thru a loudspeaker. it is just like wizard of oz. a big big boomy death voice...actually a man behind a curtain. well actually...dale gets to talking, and the voice is completely female afterawhile. whatever?
dale asks what i want to eat, and i say a grilled cheese please...i get it, and eat it, and it's good.
now he confronts my mom, who's sitting at the entrance.
lobster! duh....he sends her lobster. she's eating, and then dale makes it rain electricity all over her.
what. what. what. what. he just killed my mom!!!!
it's still raining, and i don't want to live without my mom, so i jump from the ledge onto the floor where my mom's sitting.
i get struck by electricity balls already accumulating on the floor and more from dale. the feeling is crazy.
my whole body is conscious of every other part of my body, and i can feel my skeleton. i am my skeleton only.
i crawl to my mom, and close my eyes.
then i open them. i'm not dead...this just feels really cool. she slowly opens hers, and she's not dead, but she's worse off than i am. we sit together as dale addresses my dad now.
i don't remember what he asks to eat, but he doesn't get struck or anything bad. just eats.
after dale asks everyone in the entrance what they want, he talks to me. (he's talking in a male voice for this now, before it was very female).
he says something about music to me. recently i have wanted to try my hand at an instrument in waking life because i've never really studied music, or how it all works, or really listened to music with a musician's ear.
he talks to me about this, and scolds me by saying how i've never listened to real music.
he offers me more lemonade, which i guess i had a glass of with my grilled cheese. i say no...
my mom says "that's like a GOD and you're not accepting more of the food he's producing on his own by magic???"...shit, put that way, i realize i'm an idiot.
he offers my dad more watermelon and he lets me have a piece, now that i realize what this food is. (somewhere along the lines, dale became a neutral figure, not good or evil, and very magic...)
the watermelon is the worst i've ever had. it's chewy and without water.

Date: 5/09/11
Time: -
Memory Clarity: 1/10
I didn't remember much of this but I'm trying to write it all down regardless to improve my recall! Perhaps things will 'trigger' the memories further on in the day.

• Dressing up for some reason, at first my costume was going to be Pyramid Head from Silent Hill but then I stole someone else's costume, and I was some kind of English admiral, think Captain Cook, with the fancy parade uniform. I liked this one, but unfortunately it slowly morphed into some ludicrous pink parrot head thing.
• Some friends and I, (possibly in the same dream, at the festival for which we were dressing up) discovered some strange Da Vinci-like glider machines, think the one from Assassin's Creed 2, made of wood and canvas. I took it and tried it out, and it worked really well! I glided around and it was actually really fun.
• All throughout this same dream, I was performing epic feats of parkour - jumping off ultra high things, rolling around, doing crazy flips and such.

Worth noting was the glider, and how that worked. It was probably the best experience of flying I've had so far, and despite the fact that I wasnt lucid, I enjoyed it immensly. It seemed to impress my friends too, as though noone else was able to.

Off Topic: I think I need to search up some dream recall techniques, as the past few days I haven't really remembered much except tiny fragments.

Yep, this morning was epic. I got 3 TotYs done, got a new record in DEILD chains, and a sex LD at the and for a reward

The dream began with me snowboarding, which was wierd because it's August, but i didn't think anything of it. All I remember is going off a cliff and falling several hundred feet. At first I thought I was going to die, and i didn't really panic that much, for some reason, but the second though that popped into my head was that this can't be real, it must be a dream! So I decided to wait for a DIELD instead of trying to save this mess. I instantly started spinning but by this time i was already below the tree line. I never actually hit the ground but instead i just woke up.



I didn't move, didn't open my eyes, and relaxed, remember spinning in my last dream and imagined me in my room, which is normally where i go after DEILDs, and after only a few seconds I was standing in my room, looking out the window into my neighborhood. It worked! i was lucid! I rubbed my hands together, focused on everything around me, and just stood there for a good 15 seconds, I didn't want to waste this one. The first thing that popped into my head was a sex LD, but i did that the other night, so I decided i would try to do a TotY. The first one that popped into my head was the 300 Spartans, a pretty cool one so i walked over to my door and though, "Behind this door is the battle of Thermopoly.

It worked and I was standing behind a bunch of guys who i assumed were romans, all in bronze and armed with shields and spears, and they were standing in the formation they were in the movie. Across the pass I could see tons and tons of persians, in their all black suits from the movie. I spawned a shield and spear, but after a second, i figured since i was in a dream i could do better than just mimicing the spartans. Instead I got two machete type blades and was ready to kick ass. Right as i picked up my weapons, the persians started to charge.

I thought about how i should make this epic, so I yelled out, "Epic music please!" and, surprisingly, it worked! There was some sort of battle music going on, which I've been searching youtube for and have yet to find anything Still, there was an epic battle going on in front of me, and i jumped into it. The moves seem to flow out of me, without any effort at all. I was out in front surrounded by persians, I felt invincible. At one point a dozen persians charged me at once, I jumped up, and decided to try something new, telekenesis. I waved my hand in a motion so that they would fall into the sea, but it didn't work (I should work on that). Instead i used something i already knew, fire. I burned a whole group of them and used the fire to push them into the sea. A little different but it worked . Finally, i decided to just wreck the persians. I tol all the spartans to stand back, which they reluctantly did, and i conjured up an absolutely MASSIVE fire wave! And when I say massive, I mean the width of the entire pass, and probably a mile tall. It took a lot of energy and was hard to hold up, but I just pushed it out towards the persians.

The fire was somewhat translucent so you could see them all run away as the wall roared toward them. They tried to run away as fast as they could, and some even jumped in the water, but they were eventually encased in the fire wall, and all the spartans cheered. I felt like such a badass. I don't normally fight a lot in LDs, just do TotYs/TotMs and the IOSDP. (sorry guys, forgot it started friday night ) I should do this more often! After the fire wall dispersed I started to walk toward the charred bodies but i started to feel the dream fading. I rubbed my hands together to try and save it, but it didn't seem to be working. Maybe a giant fire wall wasn't the best choice for stability. Nevertheless, I woke up.

I found the song that was playing! It truly is awesome music: Youtube.com - Future World Music - Dream Chasers


As you can tell from the title though, I still had 4 more LDs that morning. I patiently sat there and did the same thing as last time, and once again I was standing in my room in another LD. I figured i could knock out 2 TotYs in one go, so i figured i would do Jaws next, since that seems like a fun one. I walked through my door again thinking that i will be on a boat in the middle of the ocean fighting jaws, and it worked! I came out of the hull of the ship (whatever the little room is inside) and was on a ship with one other person. He said that a "whale be after me booty." I told him it wasn't a whale, it was Jaws, a giant shark. The only annoying thing about this is that he had a really thick french accent, but tried to speek like a pirate. Oh god it was annoying! I told him he wasn't french and that he wasn't a pirate, so he stopped talking like a pirate, but not a frenchman. He said, "Im from Canada, not France." A little better but i would've prefered someone else.

At the moment he spoke the ship started to rock violently, as if a shark had hit it! I figured i would just get this done with quickly, since my DEILDs don't normally last as long as that last one, and as i chain them they get progressively shorter and shorter. I saw the sharks fin in the distance and grabbed a shotgun i found laying on the deck. I shot at the shark but it didn't seem to do anything... just like in the movie. I figured that since bullets didn't affect him, and the only other person on the boat was an obsessive animal killer, just like in the movie, so i figured i would kill it with a scuba tank, like they did in the movie.

I taunted the shark to come up on the boat, and even tried to give it a treat like it was a dog, but it just stayed in the water, circling the boat. I decided i would use the canadian, who was just sitting on top of the boat yelling at the thing, as bait to get the shark up here. I grabbed him and put him on the back side of the boat and yelled at the shark again, sayinf i have a better treat now. The shark seemed to like it so he hopped up on the boat and tried to catche the guy. He ran away though and just hit inside the boat for the rest of it. I grabbed a scuba tank that was lying on the back of the boat and threw it at the shark. I wanted to hurry it up since i could feel the dream fading. "Not now, I'm almost done!" I yelled. I grabbed the gun and shot the scuba tank. It didn't blow up. I was pissed, and just decided to explode the shark. The dream was almost completely gone but i was still there, and I just yelled at the shark, "Blow up you bastard!" And he did! The shark disappeared and i could finally sigh a sigh of relief knowing that i didn't waste the dream.



Once again, i was laying in my bed and decided to try for yet another DIELD. I just layed there, didn't do anything and resisted the urge to swallow which had suddenly come up. I was persistant and manage to get back into another LD. I wasn't in my room this time. Instead i was at my cousin's house, which was actually pretty nice. Nobody else was home, which was kind of wierd, but i didn't really care. I decided that I could get away with yet enother TotY, this time, The Godfather. It was a short, simple task that I could get done quickly and wouldn't risk another dream cut short. I decided to try just snapping to the scene this time instead of using a door, which I do sometimes. I thought to myself, "To the Godfather's daughter's wedding," and snapped my fingers.

I ended up in a chair of sorts and there were a bunch of people around me. I was at a wedding! There were two people getting married who I assumed were the godfather's daughter and her fiance, but I had never seen the movie . I walked into the house behind everybody and noticed a large line of people. I figured they were in line to ask the godfather for something, so i just followed it, cutting everyone in line (getting in front of them, not literal cutting ) and making some people angry . I finally made it to a room where a large italian person was sitting there, talking to somebody. I assumed he was the godfather, but wasn't 100% sure. I walked up to him once he was done talking to the other guy, and thought about what i was going to ask. I decided, longer LDs! I talked to him, saying, "Hey, godfather, you give favors on your daughter's wedding day, right?" to which he replied, "of course, haven't you seen my movie?" I shook my head a little bit, but he didn't seem to care.

"Well then," I said, "Can you grant me longer lucids? You know, so I don't wake up early like i almost did last dream." I could see him start to crack a smile, and eventually a grin, and then start to laugh. I was confused, so i asked him what was so funny. He told me, "You imbicile, this is not the day of my daughter's wedding, but the day of my son's wedding!" "Wait," i said, "then you don't grant favors?"

"No, no," he said, "I ask others for favors on my sons wedding." I was surprised. So that was his son getting married, not his daughter. I turned to him and said, "So, umm... what do you want me to do?" I was a little worried, i had no idea what he would say, so i was kind of surprised when he said, "All I want is for you to wake up, and get the hell out of my dream!" WTF! His guards he had right next to his door turned at me and shot me! Like, 50 times! Of course, after this I woke up. Come on though, that's the second TotY that has caused me to wake up because of something in the dream!



I did yet another DEILD and decided I did enough TotYs for one day, and i had a sex LD, to celebrate that and breaking my previous DEILD chain record. However, in it i change dit up, and had sex as a chick instead of a guy. It was really different, but felt really good. I don't know which i like better



After that DEILD i decided to se ehow far i could go. I continued to lay still, and did yet another DEILD. I was standing in my room, again! It was my 5th LD that morning, all of which were DIELDs, and i felt like a king . Unfortunately, before i could even do anything, I woke up due to my mom coming in and making me wake up. I looked at the clock and it turned out that all these dream occurred over the course of about 15 minutes. The dreams combined would have added to about 30 minutes total. That kind of interested me, but I wasn't surprised. Still, I got 5 LDs in one day, and 3 task of the years. All in all, my best yet

Vividness: 4/5
Recall: 1/5

I don't recall much about my trip to this mountain. I remember when I arrived at the top of the mountain. The rocks looked strange, I've never seen so smooth and flat. There was a lot of space to walk on, it seemed that the rocks were stairs. There were a lot of people here, they were all there to see the landscape. And this trip was really worth it: I've never seen such beautiful mountains. I remember that at one moment I asked my self how I managed to get on the top of the mountain, because it seemed that it was f*cking high. But I didn't question my trip any further, i don't know why.

Hours of sleep: 10
Vividness: 5/5
Recall: 3/5

1. I'm stuck in a video game. It looks like Age of empires. I'm not sure if I'm lucid or not. I remember that I went along with the game, but I didn't bothered of losing. On the one side I somehow know that the things I'm doing aren't real, but on the other side I don't think something like: wow, I'm dreaming.
Anyway, I build out of nowhere a few houses which look like boats, I find this really hilarious and I start to construct houses everywhere on places, where they aren't needed like on the pier, in the middle of a road.
After a few minutes my army is there. We are attacked by Vikings. They have landed on the port. Even there I don't really bother if we win or not, I even start throwing some bombs at my army

2. I'm awaiting a friend for dinner or so. He's late,so I walk into my bedroom to read a book or something in the meanwhile. I realize that my bedroom has other furniture. I'm amazed and walk to the walls. I touch them and look them close. It even looks like if the walls are completely different. i realize that my room looks like the first days when I moved in here. But I don't realize that this is a dream.
I hear noise outsides. I go downstairs and look out of the window. The road is blocked by police cars. There are a few people running and hiding behind the cars. There is someone who shoots out of a window. It looks like someone holds some people as hostage in his/her house. I look around and than I see that there are cameras everywhere and it looks like our road is a set for a movie. There is a director screaming in his megaphone.
But strangely, everything seems so real, even the wounded people walking through the street seemed injured, they were crying and looking for help. I'm really confused. Again someone shoots out of the window and the bullet hits a car. It definitely looks like someone shoots with a real gun.

3. I'm outsides on a pedestrian-road outside my hometown. Normally there is a forest. But in my dream there is a huge field. And it loks really amazing Let me explain:
The field is completely red, there are some bushes, which are yellow, at some places the fields were brownish. The sky was purple and had some green spots.I'm rally amazed And I think about it a bit. I decide to look away at the ground and than look back to the landscape. The ground has some yellow spots too. I look back again and this time, the fields are red, but the sky changed from purple into a violet. I slowly start to realize that this isn't real life. I want to think about it but it's really hard for me and I can't even articulate a developed thought

I wake up. That was close!