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I was in a military-type building in a lobby with a guy and two girls in front of us. The guy told me that the younger looking girl was a Captain and if I could get with her, I'd have it made. We went down to a garage and people were standing near their bikes, talking about a race or contest. I got on my bike and when I reached a tunnel, 2 guys tried stealing it. The passenger and I got off and I took my gun out and pointed it at the passenger of the car. They stopped their action and my passenger and I left. We reached the city and while outside the apartment complex, the passenger of the car rolled up with his mom. His mom was yelling at me and I told him I'd fight him. I took off my shirt and we started to fight. The guy was pretty big but when we started fighting he turned into a tall skinny black guy that looked like a guy in drill. He was very weak and I grabbed his arm, spun him around, and right before I put him in a goose neck, he gave up. I let him go and walked away.

there is a trailer for team fortress 4 apparently and Nintendo is finally making another starfox game. Though my freind couldn't get any details because the dev team was two janitors and a high school gym teacher. Now I have a gun( it feels scary to have this kind of firepower and I shoot at the linolian floor. I shoot the paint off and now there is a black spot where I shot. My mother suggests I shoot at the wooden floor instead but I am too dumb to realize my mom has a point. THere will be no black spot. But this gun( looks like the gun of the ground glitcher from that youtube video crying pc gamer) wouldn't belong to the heavy who was in the tf4 trailer? hm. ThenI am sitting in bed in Not Sleep Paralysiz vizualixzing eating a strawberry. I had to get up early though. The End

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) I start seeing ghosts. First they scare me, but then I become half lucid and lose my fear. Then I establish contact with them. They want my help. They seek a man, indirectly responsible for their deaths. A rich business man, with no moral, responsible for the despair of so many and cause of death of some of them. They want me to help them find him and kill him. I help them find where he lives and I wait by the entrance of his mansion with a bunch of ghosts floating around. When the man arrives home, the ghosts follow him and scare the bejesus out the guy. That's when I come in with a gun, when he is already freaked out by all those scary ghosts. They keep him all curled up on the floor, crying like a baby and ask me to kill him. That's when I'm invaded by a sudden overwhelming compassion for the guy. I can't pull the trigger. The ghosts keep telling me all the horrors he is capable of and pushing me to do it, but I can't. I start crying like a baby, I feel so much compassion for everybody, I can't honestly feel any anger for any being, I am drowning in tears for all the evil people in the world, because they are so ignorant, they don't know what they are doing.
So I tell the ghosts that I won't kill him, that he deserves to go to jail and to learn about the impacts of his actions and to have the opportunity to redeem himself, but I can't kill him. The ghosts are not happy, but they also can't kill him.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am in small town, people walking around, going to places and then a loud bang and we see an airplane blowing up in the air and parts of it falling down. One big part of it falls at the end of the street I am in and makes many buildings collapse. Me and other people start running the opposite direction and scream to people coming in our direction to turn back and run for their lives. When I'm almost being hit by debris, I see an entrance to an underground place, maybe a subterranean park and I run down the stairs. There's another lady inside and I tell her to move away from the entrance, which gets blocked with debris. There are some stairs to the right of an elevator. The power is down, so we cannot call the elevator. We try the stairs, but on the next floor they are also blocked with debris. I have an idea, I open the elevator door - it's one of those that you can open by sticking your fingers in the crack between the two and pushing them apart. The elevator is stuck half way on this floor and the top floor is just above us, so I climb through it and bring the lady with me. We open a trap door in the ceiling and find ourselves on a terrace. It's not vey high, just 1 or 2 floors above the ground, probably the upper levels of the car park. There are other persons on it already, close to the edge, looking at the street. Everything below is a chaos, people are confused about what to do, but when they start organizing themselves, a couple of guys with guns decide to take over the decision-making and to rule us. One of them points the gun at me and I instinctively punch him, throwing his gun away, and then kick the other in the croch. Then I grab the gun and the first guy shows intention to fight back so I shoot him in the leg. Still, they attack me and I try to shoot again, this time to kill, but there's no more bullets. So I run and some follow me.
Soon I realize we're on an island and there's no place to go. I feel that I'm in an alternative version of "Lost" and I even meet some of the characters of the series. When I and some of the others who escaped, get in the jungle, we encounter them and They tell us to follow them. They live in a fortress on a smaller island offshore and we have to swim there, because there's no boat to take us.

Morning of January 25, 2014. Saturday.



All of the information the government has been keeping on various people as well as other information (in the United States for the most part) about the government itself and its stealthy activities as well somehow accidentally ends up in full in various sources including the Internet, magazines, and generic newspaper advertisements. This is based only on one or two errors made by government, I think. I get an impression of being back in seventh grade at one point.

In my dream, I had carried a snub-nosed revolver everywhere (including in middle school). There is a point where, even though I am at the entrance to the middle school, there are a lot of people walking about, mostly older women, as if it was a shopping mall. I tell them about the disclosure that is occurring. I decide it is best to avoid people during the time they are learning the truth about their government - things which I apparently knew all my life. Somehow, I eventually have a flintlock pistol which is only a type of large cap gun or replica (with the barrel completely evenly sealed over in the front with black metal or plastic painted a metallic black). It is some sort of composite real-life memory of a real matte-black snub-nosed revolver, a silver six shooter revolver (I used mostly blanks in it and eventually ruined it - I think the blank caliber was too big or simply unsuitable or perhaps too cheap) and a flintlock cap pistol I had when younger. I am aware that the simulated “wooden” handle of the flintlock is actually only plastic and have a vague lucidity that I want it to be real wood as if I could force other people to see it as real wood (even though I am not fully lucid - otherwise I would just will it to become real wood). I am also trying to present it as a real gun on a special day when everyone is allowed to bring his firearms to school (including rifles) so that people can share information. It is fairly large for a flintlock and the teacher, thinking it is real, enjoys the balance and weight of it.

My sister Marilyn is in my dream, talking about the riddles and short jokes, one each on the back of a cap, which appears in the form of a large sheet (like postage stamps) rather than a roll, so that they have to be torn off to use individually. She is saying how she does not understand any of the jokes or riddles and gives a few examples (which I cannot quite remember). I make fun of them as well and tell two supposed riddles, but by example (in my dream) only. I say, “why is a cat like a match” with the answer being “they both scratch” (which is not really funny to me) and “why did the cat not use the match” with the answer being “because it’s a cat” (which makes even less sense). My sister seems fairly healthy and alert in my dream.

I am playing around with the large cap pistol flintlock by stacking about four or five caps directly under the hammer with a few attached to the ones in the stack. When I pull the trigger, the whole top of the gun catches on fire, partly caused by some burning of the additional caps partly hanging down the side, but I blow it out fairly easily. It seems amusing and I realize no stack of caps would be high enough to really do much.

In my dream I went on the bus with my friend,Evan. This bus had a similar feel to my bus. My friend evan was talking to me and he said that he uses a multi sensory weird ball that was colored blue(It wasn't multi sensory). I remember agreeing fully to this and nodding my head. He left for his home and I was heading to mine. However the bus driver asked for my garage door opening code, I lied and gave him my zip code code. He said it was required for the schools reeducation or detention program(possibly both).My friend Evan was shocked that I used a garage door to open my door! I even felt a bit embarrassed. Soon after I was dragged through the woods. There was a voice owed akin to a propaganda movie and he lectured me on free speech and how good it was in america,he also talked about how free speech in schools wasn't that limited and stuff like that. And I came upon a movie theater, I remember saying "Don't yell fire in a movie the theater",I said jokingly in reference to another free speech paradigm. Then I got a gun(actually a pipe cleaner) and shot someone(not really), and then I said that I would rather have a machine gun and then that instant I felt a impact on my head, like a tube swirling around me.

I have had several bus dreams,It used to a dream theme,usually I am late to my bus. I am still in school.

I'm in a school bus, and I think I'm back in middle school now. The bus is taking me home, only somehow we are driving around in a relatively rural area (i.e. country roads, crooked power lines, people driving pickup trucks if there were other trucks, etc.). I missed my stop a long time ago, but I'm not particularly concerned. A lot of the jerk kids I remember back in school were on the same bus, and as we get further and further into the rural areas, I kept thinking, "oh, you live in the middle of nowhere? No wonder you are such an ass." All apologies to people who live in rural areas.

At one point, I begin having a conversation with my old friend K. We were talking about careers, and he was telling me about a nice internship that works outside, gets in touch with the environment, and works with animals (all things I actually do love), but I catch on and say "wait, you want me to be a farmer?" K had a you-caught-me grin. So, to recap, my subconscious is insulting both rural and farming areas now.

We come across the side of a road, and there appears to be this Reality TV/Small Claims Court Election going on between a family. I don't know what the argument is, but it's a family of five, and the mother is suing the father over something while the host explains. The verdict is passed down in a really convoluted manner, like "we find the defendant being accused by the prosecution of the case to be correct in the blah blah blah," so everyone takes a brief second before registering that the father won. The rest of the family politely claps their hands, but the mother is visibly distraught. She approaches the host, but the host seems to reject her, telling her "I'm sorry, but you are only 15-inches tall," "and a soon to be divorced woman," she responds sadly. And yes, it's only about this time I realize the family are all tiny, and they are lined up each in their own tiny kennels.

Dream two gets bad. I'm in a mall plaza, near a large cell-phone kiosk like AT&T or some other large brand. A tall man and I have an intricate plan to rob someone that somehow involves me pretending to also be robbed at the same time. I look in my wallet, and I have a $1000 bill (Um... what?), so of course the plan goes awry and my partner decides to keep the money for himself. I got really angry, but before I could do anything, your stereotypical mall cop appears. I explain the situation (basically admitting our plan). The mall cop thinks for a second and says "I know what to do," then shoots my partner in the head with a gun. And of course the mall cop looks like Pepper Spray cop.

The scene shifts a little, and now I'm aware of being in an ad where they are shooting a commercial for a tea product or something, but it's blended into real ("Dream" real, I mean) life where the premise is the grandpa (who is also the "real" owner of the tea company) had to leave, and his adorable tells the rest of her family they can't start dinner yet, and she runs around the mall distraught, yelling for her grandpa to come to dinner. Dream me got a lot of dust in his eyes. The mom seems to know grandpa is okay, and says something along the lines of "if grandpa is gone, I get his car," while the rest of the family laughs, and the scene shifts to a parking lot you'd find in an apartment complex. For some reason, the mom turns into Rosalyn the babysitter from Calvin and Hobbes, and I realize I'm wandering around the lot having just finished watching a Calvin and Hobbes movie. I wake up at whatever ridiculous time it was, short hand my dream, and go back to sleep.

Dream three starts with watching Michaelangelo from the Ninja Turtles trying to flirt with a ninja girl he meets, but it also feels like I'm reading a book about this. The narrator explains that Michaelangelo thinks she is better handling Sais than Raphael (BLASPHEMY!), and they are scaling walls in the city while he keeps trying to impress her.

The scene switches to my brother's wedding, but he tells me to fill in for him. So now, I'm sitting at the groom's table like a panelist in a convention, and the bride and I are both dressed really low key -- I remember the bride is wearing flannel and jeans, and I have my legs kicked up on the table. At one point in the wedding there was the whole "this bread is the body of Christ" thing, and we have to dip our respective bread into a cup of water. I think my brother eventually made it in time, because the scene shifts to their house (which resembles a 60's style home) during Christmas morning, and I walk down stairs and say hi to my brother and his wife. It's at this time that I realize that my brother's new wife is now a weird version of what I feel should be an ex or someone I knew, although I have no idea who this person is.

I either wake up laughing, or laughed myself awake.

10/25* planning some event with wifes family and they're saying no guns allowed at the event we don't want people poking into each other with their guns. Odd! And then some Latin phrase that seems to have 3 words and one of the words seems to indicate Chinese as in nationality. After getting up to go to the bathroom my plan is only to go straight back to sleep maybe put a few quick thoughts in my head...it's a work night. I don't get right back to sleep so I decide I might as well get up and do a quick WBTB. When I lay back down I do my variation on the SSILD cycles. Eventually start to doze off and regain full awareness with strong vibrations and I can feel that they are strong enough to transition so I start thinking about the scene I would like to try to come into. At first I think a nice green meadow but then I remember my goal to fly up into space and look back down at the earth so I decide nighttime scene might be better so I can look up at the night sky. I end up in a fuzzy nighttime scene with lots of trees around odd looking trees. I start to detect my congestion from waking life and start to feel like I'm having trouble breathing or swallowing and it seems like I wake up and then re-enter the dream without any lucidity!! How?? The congestion took breathing/swallowing took me that far off course? I examine the trees and start to wonder why they are intertwined the way they are. It seems as if someone is wrapping something like vines or reeds together intertwining them so they grow together that way. A DC tells me its the same material they use for those dividers like a much thinner version of bamboo. There are also these large chalky deposits that come up out of the ground several stories tall and it seems like the deposit is something that would be mined. I wake up and realize I lost an opportunity. At this point I just want to sleep, I roll over and go to sleep and remember some fragment about having to choose between two different items.

I'm inside a warehouse with Daz and Anna. I see a bag of flower underneath the garage door. The door starts to close, and I quickly try and get through the small opening or try and move the flower, but I get there too late. I can see a man with a grenade launcher. He shoots off a grenade and it explodes not too far from me. It looked pretty amazing seeing the explosion. I think I'm at a army base and try and have a sneak passed the guy that shot the grenade. I only get a small glimpse of what looked like an Army Tank.

I'm now in a room with Daz and he is holding his cock pills. I hug Daz for some reason and he hugs me back and kisses me on the cheek.

I'm with Anna and I feel horny and want to have sex with her, even though she has a boyfriend. I expect it to be OK, cause there's nothing to it, no emotion, just sex.

I'm laying in bed with Anna and Daz is behind us.

Ok, this time I did not WBTB but woke up around 5 anyways from a dream, so I was almost forced to do WBTB anyways.

Dream 1: Me and my family and cousins were in some sort of apartment watching a football game with weird furniture. It was a weird apartment with one big room with the door then there was a little hallway to bedrooms/bathrooms/etc. People were talking and not paying that much attention to the tv anyways, kind of like a family get together type thing. Anyways someone was trying to flip channels to find the football game and flipped through a news channel that was talking about police chasing an armed gunman outside. Nobody seemed to notice or care but I was very cautious and wondered if he was in the building. So I went up to the door of the apartment which had some weird hand-bar instead of a doorknob, and I had no idea how to lock it. Just as I was trying to figure out how to lock the door a hispanic looking guy my age in a white bandana put his face right into the window of the door. I knew at once this was the armed robber/criminal and a wave of fear went through me, I quickly pulled down the lever and by luck I locked the door, I heard him shoot through the wall to try and kill me. I didn't have enough time to see if he shot me or not because I woke up a couple seconds after I heard the bang.

Woke up at 5 am. Finally managed to get back to sleep around 6 or 6:30. Woke up at 8 and set a timer for 8:15 and went back to sleep. Did not remember to record down any dreams if I had any at that time.

I was thinking about how I would position myself in the apartment if the gunman walked in and with what gun and where to defend my family. I tried to put myself back in the same dream, which worked in some ways and failed in others.

Dream 2: I found myself in a mansion, I was not surrounded by family this time but friends. Me and my friend trey split up and I guess I somehow knew everyone was fending for themselves against something hunting us. We went around the house and eventually came to the garage. There were many cars there and we were thinking about driving away but the thing chasing us might be outside. I was thinking about whether to choose a crappy gun with a lot of ammo or this gun I knew to be a machine gun but I had no idea if it had ammo or not. I shot it at the wall and sure enough bullets came out so we left the garage. As I was leaving I noticed a bike giving off sparks onto the wall, and I knew it would catch fire but we left the garage anyways, didn't have time to put out the fire. After that I somehow knew I had to get up soon, so somehow I knew there was no point in fighting. So me trey and a guy with a whip were testing out the whip and he tried whipping our feet in different ways and we took turns doing it. Trey got whipped by the guy then me then the dream was over... weird lol.

Guess the gun part of the dream came from the first part of the dream, the whip might have came from when I was reading about Frederick Douglass in slavery right before I went to bed.

[12:19:40] <TehDalek> So..In my first dream There was me, my bro kris, my mom, and my dad. We were delivering newspapers to random people, but we went to their doors instead of delivering to tubes at teh road
[12:19:56] <TehDalek> We deliver to 3-4 homes, then go inside one for some reason
[12:20:04] <Coolb3rt> whoop
[12:20:11] <TehDalek> We go to the table, start eating some food, waiting for something
[12:20:17] <Coolb3rt> rofl
[12:20:31] <TehDalek> Then the owner of the house comes down from upstairs, and starts yelling at us.
[12:20:43] <TehDalek> I pull a gun and bring him to the kitchen
[12:20:44] <Coolb3rt> alo hathor28
[12:20:47] <hathor28> i had a stressful dream lol
[12:20:49] <Coolb3rt> omg
[12:20:56] <Coolb3rt> that escalated quickly
[12:20:58] <Coolb3rt> xD
[12:20:59] <TehDalek> I tell him to wash a certain dish, that we need it
[12:21:14] <TehDalek> He does so, then I tell him he washed the wrong one, and that I needed a frying pan.
[12:21:37] <TehDalek> He washes the frying pan and I take it and whack him over the head with it, knocking him out

Alright, gonna try looking over my IRC chat logs and I am going to post dreams I actually remember or ones explained in good detail. Most of my DJ entries will probably look like the one above.

September 4 2013 - Dream Fragment #1: I was in an extremely technologically advanced city where there was a huge skyscraper with a helipad at the top. I took sort of a train up to it and got in the pilot's seat and put on a mask. I was upset to find that as I was about to take off two guys from my school (who I absolutely hate) got in with me. I was flying and then seeing how crazy I could get with the maneuvers. My recall drifted off from there.

Dream Fragment #2: The next dream that I had was very well-formed. I remember running around in this place that looked like Nuketown from COD:BO1 (I don't even really play COD idk why this happened lol) but I had to leave for some reason. I remember driving to a small store in the city where I parked and went in. It was really busy there and I remember looking around for someone. Suddenly I hear a pop and a guy next to me falls over dead. There seemed to be some kind of attack there, so I hid, looking for who could have done it. I saw a man in a mask come in and luckily he doesn't see me but he goes to the back of the store. I hear another set of footsteps come out and stop. I look up and see this… thing looking at me. I don't remember the details but it was reptilian and much taller than I was. I remember him from a dream a couple of nights ago and from the one before that. Not really a dream sign, but recurring to say the least. The beast called for his troops to kill everyone in the store and said, "You'll see." I saw three wolf-like creatures come flying out and make short work of all the other shop-goers, but I booked it and ran as fast as I could. Somehow I managed to get away but my car was gone. I was still being chased so I jumped into this guys car and screamed at him to go. He did and somehow I made it away. It was one of the most exhilarating feelings ever! I remember being drawn back to a park in the city where my friend was (I instinctively knew he was there) so I had the man drop me off there. As soon as I got out of the car, one of those wolf things jumped out and bit me in the hand. It didn't really hurt, but I guess my sleeping mind pretended it did because it did not feel good. I ended up getting away from it, but suddenly I turn a corner and there is that beast again. He looks at me, and then takes out a gun. I back away, but he ends up shooting me. My dream seems to go black and I wake up. I realize I am sitting on the ground where I was when I "died". The guy is standing there and immediately lucidity hits me like a train. He nods his head and I try to ask him something, but he says "Talk to me later." and walks away. I walk around for a few minutes, trying to add in detail and such, but I end up waking up. Thank god I didn't ruin it by trying to fly or something.

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

Another Gun at my head:
I was at a party with one of my teachers and some friends. A girl walked over to a trashcan and i went with her, she found a piece of paper with some words translated to another language on it. As the party ended and i walked home, i saw the police taking the girl away. Confused, i ran over to see what was going on. The police officer tilted his head over to me and said "And torture this kid". Some other men then grabbed me.

Next scene, i'm walking into a trashy abandoned like building. Apparently it's my school. I walk in and see my classmates , i start talking and i hang out with them. Then the girl walks in, There's a weird tension between us because we were getting interrogated and tortured the weekend before. I want to talk to her, i want to discuss, and she probably feels the same, but we both know we're probably being watched right now.

Then one of my teachers walks in with two body guards. She asks me a question and i reply with a stupid answer. I start laughing incredibly hard because i still have no idea why this is happening to me. As i laugh, she then points a gun to my head, i freeze for a second. Then i began laughing some more. She asks if i'm okay, and i reply with a "yeah, hold on a minute", i needed her to hold on because this seemed just too funny.

The ketchup store:
I walk into a store with my parents. They're looking to buy ketchup, all i wanted to do was get a couple issues of some manga on the way out. They get to a place where these big jugs of ketchup are on sale so they get them. However, i look at them and i don't think they're ketchup, i'm pretty sure they bought the wrong thing. As we start going out, i see some monkeys building a wood structure.

The lost and found land of Ice and Metal:
I'm on a bed in the middle of a snowy ice land. There are a ton of russians skiing on a ramp not too far away. Because of that, i can't sleep. So i walk over to tell them to stop. As i get over there, a man loses hold of his three dogs and they run away. I decide to help look for them.

I walk and eventually make it to an abandoned town. I see something that looks like his dogs but they weren't. As i was doing this, i get attacked by mechs. I managed to jump on one and pilot it. I then use it to run away because i wouldn't have stood a chance against the other mechs. As i make my escape, i fly over a pit with a tank and some other mechs. Since i have the advantage of surprise, i quickly destroy the forces below.

As i drop down to where the tank was, i see a secret tank sealed up in a wall. I unlock the wall and pilot the massive tank, i then use it to destroy all of my enemies.

Head stitching of guns:
I was in a band room with some friends. There were guns on the ground, we were getting geared up for one reason or another. However, in order to get a gun, you had to let koady cut your head open and stitch it back up. The dream ended with me trying to decide which gun i wanted.

The wall of hidden death:
I'm on my farm piloting a helicopter. I then get called back to the ground as a commanding officer finds out some one else is suppose to be piloting the helicopter. As the new person gets in, they go across the river and start bombing the other side. This surprised me, i needed to take cover so i went underground into a bunker. So apparently, we were at war. The terrain was divided by a river and on the other side were Filipinos.

As the bombing went on, i ate some chips i found. After the bombing, i quickly went further underground and down a ladder to a room that connected to the river. I saw some of our troops coming back wounded and in bad condition. I walked past them and across the river to a massive rock wall. A guy then walked up to me and said "You shouldn't go any further". As he said that, he walked over to the wall and put his foot on something and then massive turrets popped up all along the wall which could detect enemy movement. He then explained that the turrets kill any enemy that tries to invade via the wall.

22.06.2013

Almost Killing Someone (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much to this dream, but it had the similar environment like the previous dream, except the scenario was more cruel. Basically people who were in trouble had to run around some area inside the building, and if you didn't comply, it would only make matters worse. It was like being inside of a building full of snobby, immature, and inconsiderate individuals. There was this one guy that really bugged me, bugged me to the point where even in the non-lucid state, I couldn't tolerate his existence anymore.

I believe I grabbed his neck and had a gun form from my left hand. I shoved the tip of the barrel extending from my hand to make him feel how close he was to getting his brains blown. Of course, I don't really shoot him, but I was just inches away from doing so. I probably felt bad later on, but that's probably because now I feel a bit miserable just recalling it.

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22.06.2013

Kinesiology Professor Owns Quarter of a Billion Dollars (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a building resembling a University, and the presumption is because I saw my Kinesiology professor there, and I already had my own respect for him despite this just being a non-lucid dream. He was gathering everyone in his class, about 15 people I'm presuming, to give a final speech before the class was officially over.

He went on to state something related to expressing lessons of love and how people may have seen him as someone who's only doing the job for the money. He clears the misconception immediately by admitting that he's only doing this to teach and grow, because he already has an accumulation of a quarter of a billion dollars, so the money behind the job is not really important to him. He goes on to declare other things that makes me and the rest of the classmates almost cry.

I go up to him, shake his hand, and gave him a hug because of what he said, and I started to cry. I told him he's one of the best damn coaches/professors/teacher in this University. And he really was.

He pats my back a few times, and everyone begins to go their separate ways, and I can't remember where I heading for, but I do know that I wanted to stand still for a bit and let the experience marinate a bit.

Operation Homicide is a series of my dreams where I take on the character of Bad-Ass McCoy, and kick ass. Whether it be random villains or Albanian drug lords, Bad-Ass can handle it all. So get your guns ready, cock 'em, and hand 'em over, because I'm about to do all the shooting.

Level of Lucidity: 9
Level of Clarity: 5
Level of Realism: 6
(levels based 0-10, 0-5 being low - good 5-10 being great - extreme)

Method: WILD/WBTB
WBTB Time: 6:25 AM - Stayed awake for 20 minutes - Using smart alarm to subtly start the alarm, then progressively increase the volume.

Operation Homicide Ep. 102: I was laying in bed after my WBTB and trying to keep still and relaxed. I couldn't help but move a couple of times to stay comfortable, and eventually simply rolled onto my side. After laying there for a little while I felt myself slipping into sleep. I was very aware of myself and of the fact I was trying to perform a WBTB WILD. As I was laying there about to fall asleep I heard the most TERRIBLE noise in the world! It was such a loud screeching I thought I was about to break my ear drums. It sounded like my grandmother was being torn apart by a pack of wolves, and I literally had that thought go through my mind. This of course was just my imagination and fear getting the better of me. I remembered reading a thread on DV about hearing this sound that sounded like the fibers of the universe were ripping, and that's EXACTLY what it sounded like. It took everything I had not to throw my hands up to my ears to cover them. Each time I heard it I started yelling. The first few times that I felt these waves of sounds coming I kept yelling and I kept snapping back to reality saying that it's just part of the WILD process, and to stay calm, I'm entering the dream, but they never seemed to end. After about 5x of listening to this hell, I finally hit the big one and it felt like I was falling at a very high rate down a worm hole. I watch "Through The Wormhole With Morgan Freeman" all the time, which is a show about space time and how space and the universe work, and black holes and wormholes, and I literally saw, felt, and thought that the Earth had been swallowed by either a black hole, or a wormhole and was seeing the last seconds of my life.

I quickly thought to myself "Wait! I must be dreaming!" even though I wasn't fully asleep yet... as soon as that happened I snapped awake and sat up in my bed. I heard a knock at the door, and figured my grandma in the next room heard me yelling, I told her to come inside. I kept looking down at my sheets and had the idea to RC just to make sure it's not a false awakening. I tried the finger through hand thing, and the RC failed, my finger wouldn't go through. It was my uncle who walked in my room, not grandmother. He walked over to my dresser and kind of stood there awkwardly. He started talking but I couldn't hear him. I asked him to speak up. I had a bit of a small realization... my uncle usually talks with a loud voice, this is strange. Suddenly he starts shouting as loud as he possibly can and black smoke surrounds him and he is about 7' tall! Scared out of my mind, I remembered reading right before my WBTB that this guy entered a FA and realized it after he did multiple RC's, because the finger through palm method didn't work, but the nose plug technique did. I did the nose plug, and had to try for a few seconds and REALLY focus on what was happening in my nose, which was hard with a 7' demon standing in front of me. Suddenly it hit me! I'M ASLEEP! I remembered something I had read about dream control, and shouted "THIS IS MY DREAM!" He didn't seem affected. I tried shouting it again, no result. I knew not to be afraid of him, but naturally was a little intimidated by the looming dark presence. I closed my eyes and shouted "BE GONE!!" When I opened them he was gone. I stood up and looked around. I suddenly heard my grandma talking, but I realized it's in real life, talking to my grandfather, so I quickly and calmly jumped into my bed, laid down, and prepared for a DEILD. Success! I DEILD'ed and when I opened my eyes I was in a warehouse of sorts.

The warehouse had furniture around it, and had pictures on the walls, and a large garage that opened. It seemed kinda like a hipster lounge and I was just chilling there. There was a large opening in the wall, probably for driving cars to the back of the warehouse, and I walked through it.

The dream gets very fuzzy from here, because I had a couple more dreams after this one. I remember standing in the warehouse and looking around. I thought "Wow.. I'm really thirsty..." and walked over to where a wall was. There was someone else there and he seemed to be my friend, so I just went with the flow. I stood next to the wall and looked at the lower part of the wall about a foot off the ground. In my mind I imagined a small spout coming out of the wall like you'd use to attach a hose. Just as I pictured it sliding out of the wall, a guy walked up behind us with a hose in his hands, and offered it to us. Funny how my mind doesn't work JUST the way I want it, but it still gets the job done.

I thought to myself "What do I want to do...?" Then I remembered a dream series I started a couple of nights ago about a loose canon justifier named Bad-Ass McCoy. So I said "Ok, Bad-Ass, let's kick some ass." I briefly thought of the TOTM to go para-sailing over the ocean, but thought "Eh, fuck it."

The rest of the dream is kind of fuzzy and skips around a lot unfortunately. But after all, this is my FIRST WILD ever! So I'm pleased with the fact I remained lucid for at least a bit.

I remember a few times I could hear someone talking... and then I realized it's my grandmother in the other room talking to my grandfather, who is very hard at hearing, so she was in a sense shouting at him. I remembered what I had read, and stabilized the dream by rubbing my hands together. A couple of times I took a look at my hands to check how many fingers I had. I got a VERY creepy and strange feeling when I looked at my hands that SNAPPED me back into the dream. (I had 6 fingers, and sometimes 5) I vaguely remember that at one point I had a gun, and was just about to go on Homicide Duty... but I felt myself start to wake up so I laid down and waiting with my eyes closed so I could continue in a DEILD.

When I opened my eyes I was in a fancy cabana type place, and had a look around, then lost all lucidity and it turned into a normal dream. (To read more about this "cabana type" dream, check out my dream journal, it will be a separate entry.)