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Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

05-09-11 I am in bed and I get parts of an entity handed over to me by Silas. There are 8 parts in total and I feel like I have finally obtained the right frame of mind and personality to take on the demon.

I assemble it and am struck with terror. I notice this is how he fights and get up out of bed and defies his will. I get an image of something that looks like a T Rex. It is his will against mine and after a while I plant my feet in the ground probably somewhere in the middle of the room and just stands there and defies the demon.

Think you can describe the encounter as a stalemate, which is a hell of a lot better than me just simply giving into the utter terror it instils.

I wake up feeling the remnants of a nightmare, though I know I can manage it mentally because I defied the terror. Quite the ambivalent feeling really.
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I am in a barn with a black horse. The horse is already saddled and I try to calm it down talking to it. It shifts it's attention to the wall behind it, where a black sword is hung upon the wall.

I walk past the horse and pick up the sword.

A person appears from the entrance behind the horse and tells me.

“He can see you know”

“He tells me that you will go to him of your own free will”

Fine whatever. I follow the man outside the barn. He is wearing a cape and a cane and maybe a hat, not sure about the hat. There is someone with him, I get the feeling it is an assistant of sorts.

We are walking on a stone terrace with plenty of hedges and we sort of have to zig zag to get upwards. The caped man and his assistant is humming the humming part of “Fire coming out of the Monkey’s head” by Gorillaz. I am walking ight behind them and with a pace that would soon make me overtake them.

I am swinging the sword around and generally I don't feel afraid, though I am positive that instilling fear is the prime goal of the caped man.

Him and his assistant starts walking a bit faster and we all start drumming along. Him with his cane and me with the sword. I have no clue what his assistant is using. It sounds OK, but not great, still I am enjoying it and start laughing a bit.

We get to the top of the terrace and start walking down the side. The caped man explains that we will go out over sea and signal our return with a flare.

I pull out my wand and shoot fire out of it, a thin line of fire that lands maybe 20 metres away and cause some embers to appear. “Great I will have to remember how I did that next time I turn lucid, fire has given me a few problems before” I think to myself and keep on walking.

We get down to a docking area and as it is dark I make light appear out of my hands, still holding my wand. Increase light I think and it happens. Someone is joining us for from behind a hedge and I get the feeling that they are joining us for the journey.

I think the caped man's assistant is also making light appear out of his palms, though his is brighter than mine.
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I am in Holland. I am there to meet up with Sisse, Edith and Zizika.

Edith and I are wearing the same jacket, small light brown leathery thing.

There are videos of Zizika playing in some girl band.

I meet up with them at a table and Daniel takes my coat and put it on a wall behind us. I am uncomfortable with that as it might slide down onto the other side into the garden behind it.

skip

I am at Zizika's house and it is getting late, I am wearing varying amounts of clothes for some reason. I think it is lame of them to leave me there seeing as it is almost half six in the morning.

I get a call “Dennis, are you ready?”
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Notes: The following FA might continue straight from the above dream.

I am lying in my bed and I look out the window and can see the roof of the house across the lawn. I have a suspicion that I am having a false awakening as my field of vision is still a bit blurry and incomplete, as the rooftop starts spinning. Spinning or the surroundings alternating between light and dark.

I remain still and start observing the scenario for a while, it feels too soon to try and move and jeopardise the stability of the dream. I get up as the spinning thing is wearing off and look outside and compared to the façade of just one building as normally there are two streets running down into town.

Even after this pretty clear realisation I still question if I am dreaming, as the details are quite vivid so I look at my hand and it is blurry with an extra finger. Even considering this I am a bit sceptical as I jump back and pull my feet up and prepare to go through the window feet first. I am a bit relieved when I sense my flight not failing me.

Outside the window I immediately tell the dream that I want to go to Chichén Itzá, but I can't find anyway near so I try and start spinning. Nothing really happens so I take a leap of faith and close my eyes.

At first it seems like the dream is fading as I am surrounded by lights, as if you would be looking at your eye lids, only much brighter. However I recall having pulled back a dream in a scenario like this before and I keep making swimming motions.

It works. The dream is coming back and the setting is now much much brighter. I am in a jungle and there are stone buildings and I get really excited, it definitely has a Mayan feel to it. I am standing by a white sanded shore of either a river, lake or ocean. In front of me are trees, less dense than what you would expect from a tropical forest, and an open forum like plaza.

I start flying towards this plaza and start calling out “Fellow Dreamers”. I see someone coming towards me or at least in my direction. I fly closer and over her, she looks at me she is riding on some animal and look girlish with blonde/brown hair to down below her shoulders. “Pil?” she says, which could have been “Peel” (suppose even “Pete” though that is probably stretching it as far as you can) “Pil” translated into English is “Arrow”.

I don't even think to stop and talk to her, but I don't really seem to be completely in control of this particular part of the flight either. I fly over the centre of the forum and looking down I see blue men with feline features.

“Brilliant! I defo have to speak with them” I think and, but as I start walking back towards where they were they have disappeared. The central spot has something that looks like an altar or something and I don't really fancy disturbing anything so I decide to go look for other dreamers.

I try keeping the beacon in mind, but I am not really at El Castillo and every time I try and do it I get distracted by black figures I can never really put any features to.

I fly around for a bit marvelling at the architectural wonders surrounding me. I fly past a small pyramid, waay too small to be El Castillo and carry on. There might be entities of some description at this smaller pyramid. I continue through and come to this place where a great wall with a lot of windows is surrounding an area of jungle.

This place is heavily ornamented with carved animal heads, although contrary to normal Mayan artistry it is protruding out from the walls instead of being carved into them. It doesn't make the place any less beautiful though, although I am sure I see an elephant at some point, which I find odd thinking about it when awake. At this place I ask the dream to extend itself 10 minutes.

I decide to try my luck again with the spinning, this time thinking more specifically about El Castillo. Same scenario happens I close my eyes and try and picture it or at least the shape of it. However this time although I make the same swimming motions, I don't get to the pyramid, though it might flash dimly once or twice.

Instead I am sent back to my bed and something weird happens. I hear a narrator talking about how I have now set foot in the Astral and that my physical damage is increased. Which sounds just too weird and I can't help but laugh myself and wonder if I am going be trapped here for 7-8 minutes. I can wriggle around and rotate freely within my own body and it doesn't seem like the wall I am lying next to is causing problems, though I can't see anything.

I wake up feeling amazing.

I was in a huge Halloween store with my brother and my mom. We found this life size horse costume that moves. The front was robotic, with a control panel on the side of the horse's face used for moving. My brother got into the back of the horse costume and I walked near the head and controlled the direction. I wondered how much this costume costed, which probably was a lot. When we got to the exit my brother got out of the costume and we left.

A little later on I was at my dad's house. Everyone was preparing for hurricane Irene. I was using my iPod, but I put it on hold and went in the shower. When I got out, my little brother told me that my mom called and said to get my other little brother at his friend's house up the block.

i live in a huge farm house in a new country town on "fog" street.

i'm in the attic with heather and my mom and dad. we're all smoking a bowl. we get super stoned.

heather and i go into a room in the attic, which is a blueberry field inside the house.

"hey we want to be on a real field" we think and go outside and touch and experience the grass. it's nice.

thru the woods, i see the color aqua and red. what the? two horses thoses colors come by into the field.

it's heather's friends brittany and some girl. heather runs over and says hi hi hi and all of that.

i get jealous. i talk to the other girl. i've met her once or twice, but as a kid i remember being friends with her. she says we were but not for long. i think it might be sarah silverman (? )

they talk and talk and talk and i get too jealous and mad to handle it. i run away like a child.

i run thru a door in the woods which leads to town. i walk around like i'm on a longboard. what the fuck i want to longboard!

i go home and grab mine. it's shaped like a fish, and is colored very cool. i ride in town and on a big hill and zig zag on a main road, exploring places that i can go to now since i just moved here. i forgot about how sad i was.

I attempted a WILD at 3 last night, but I fell asleep Luckily, I still had a lucid!

I was walking down a crowded dirt street towards a HUGE castle.

I have been practicing All Day Awareness lately and decided to just stop and go through all my senses. I could hear people walking everywhere around. My body felt normal. Then I looked around and realized I was in a very unusual setting.

I did a reality check and realized I was dreaming! It looked like I was in a medieval town, right on the outskirts of a HUGE castle. I saw someone nearby riding a horse. I ran towards it, jumped up and kicked the rider off. I hoped on the horse, and started to fly gallop.

I headed straight towards the top of the castle and wanted to see the king. I went right through the window with colored glass shattering all around me. The king was sitting at his chair looking astonished.
"How dare you enter my castle!"
I willed him to calm down, and suddenly he looked confused and smiled at me.

"I would like a high quality dragon, that I could fly whenever I wish." I told him.

"And what will you give me?" he said

"How about this?" I pulled out my cell phone in my pocket and handed it to him. "You can call anyone in the world in an instant."

"This...is....magical. I will get your dragon right away."

He handed me a small dragon statue in a glass bottle. The dragon was green, and he told me it could breath out ice.

"Just break the bottle whenever you want the dragon to come alive." he told me.

I grabbed my horse and flew to a mountain outside of the village. On the top of the mountain I broke the bottle. The dragon came to life and expanded to a great size. I climbed up his tail to his back. His scales felt rough, like bark. The dragon soared off the mountain into the sky. I told him to take me wherever he wanted.

He dove straight down and an ocean was approaching fast. Right when we touched the water I slammed open my eyes in real life, and woke up .

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July 1, 2011

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

I am walking in a field and there is a dirt patch of a field for planting something like a lot of vegetables in like on a farm.

I see a horse and grab at him but he has a plow strapped top him so I grab that and plow the field but only one pass. So now there is a hugely deep "V" trench about 2 feet deep and there were tiny rows for seeds but my huge row has strangely bent them over on the side like the field was made out of rubber and I had sliced a cut into it and pushed to 2 sides together.


“Oh no”, a broad shouldered gray haired man behind me says, I can feel that he feels he is the farmer here. “You’ve ruined my crop” he said sadly. It was only one trench but I felt sad and knew the only way to fix it was to use my powers cuz you can’t unplow dirt.

I turned back to the field and put my hands like I am grabbing the ground from a standing position as I do to make earthquakes and brought on a small tremor to the field hoping the earth would rise and do away with the trench I made but no luck.

I tried a bigger tremor more like an earthquake and it shook me around a bit but the trench didn’t hardly move at all. Some of the DC's looked around a bit but they were not too concerned.

The only other power I had left to possibly do the job was telekinesis. I was going to try everything, if for no other reason than to see what works. I put my hands out to focus my power and concentrated on lifting the trench so it was level ground again. After concentrating when I looked again the trench was lifted but only in a small spot, I needed to think bigger. I expanded my vision of what needed to be done in my mind and went to it with only a little more power than the last try. This time it was complete, not perfect all over but certainly fixed. I was proud of my little accomplishment and let my grasp on the dream fall away.

I woke and committed the dream to waking memory.

NORMAL DREAM
LUCIDITY
NOT VERY VIVID
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At the beginning my mother was around and her car I think was there. Then I was in a petrol station and was stroking a horse’s fur; Horsepower , there were these other people there too, one of the women looked at me as I was stroking the horse’s fur. I would not really go near a horse in real life and to add that it was in a petrol station.

I then woke up lucidly so I decided to go outside. I went out the back door at dad’s house and outstretched my arms and started to fly. I did not need to flap my wings or anything; I did move my arms flexibly around however. I saw the sun and it was huge, there were massive sun spots too. The sun was at least 8 times the size of the moon.

I thought about it and then decided to teleport to the sun, I said "take me to the sun". I was almost immediately in the orbit of the sun. I got a bit excited and decided to get back on earth but I only got in its orbit looking down on it. The earth looked slightly electronic with glowing hexagons on the surface.

In between teleports it was like travelling through a wormhole with the dream space/time whipping around into a vortex. I decided to go on a mission, my lucidity faded here.

Other dream characters were telling me not to go. I came to a conclusion there was something wrong with the planet (earth) so I decided to teleport to another one that did not belong to humans. I took note that I could teleport into trouble. As in in-front of a being that would not friendly towards me. I decided to go to a lab as a spy, to change something I felt was needed. I affirmed, along the lines of: 'take me to the lab hidden from personnel with access to equipment.’ As if i was an infiltrator on a secret mission.

There were loads of people running around in this building with loads of stairs leading up and down. I decided to go down, because of other peoples opinions. People where running in both directions. The stairs were made of metal and there was lots of wire fencing so the people could not escape. The atmosphere was quite Eerie. The people had mixed opinions saying they were coming from the top or the bottom. A grenade appeared flying from apparently nowhere and destroyed some of the stair case. Loads of vermin where inside the stair case and a green wriggly tentacle were also there and were now visible as the grenade blew a hole in the stairs. I still decided to go down as the explosion exploded the adjacent wall so the aliens were no coming from below. I got to the bottom of the staircase and I saw a room with vermin and loads of pigeons, there were cages and wooden structures like shelves, it was very dark down there. A pigeon occasionally pooped, it's as if nobody really went there.
The scene changed, it was as if I was in a video game because I missed a ramp and my 6% below average turned to 12% below average, the percentage was shown on my dream like a HUD display on a video game. I was not in a car. It was kind of like monsters Inc. PS-one game. I thought I had to average well again to get my score back up.
My brother was around. My Brother/someone else commented and said that I have been dreaming for about 3 hours, I said I should wake up now. I looked at the time and decided to end my dream and wake up (it seems my lucidity fluidly came back). The hand positions on the clock read about 5 minutes to 11:00, but the numbers were messed up, the time numbers showed the time at around 2:00.

I falsely woke up and saw the time and the hands were positioned further anticlockwise, but each hand was the same distance from each other (I failed to notice the sign however). The clock was about 2 feet diameter and was outside by the way, to add to that, it was light outside and not dark. I then talked about how dream time must be faster than real life and I got people to help me write, I got a person to write whatever I say down, I was going to write key words. I said "right” (as in ‘Right, let’s get going’) and my scribe quickly jotted down a note.
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Symbols (http:\\dreammoods.com) :

Petrol Station - "You need to reenergize and revitalize yourself. You may be running low on energy and need to take time out to refuel. Your ability to convert outside resources and use it for your own needs. Alternatively, you need to reach out to others and offer your help."

Horse - "Strength, power, endurance, virility and sexual prowess. It also represents a strong, physical energy. You need to tame the wild forces within. You may also be "horsing around". Alternatively,you need to be less arrogant and "get off your high horse". "

Woman - "Nurturance, passivity, caring nature, and love."

Flying - "A sense of freedom where you had initially felt restricted and limited."

Sun - "Peace of mind, enlightenment, tranquility, fortune, goodwill, and insight. Radiant energy and divine power. Abnormalities and peculiarities to the sun's appearance represents some sort of pain or chaos occurring in your waking life.
+ Spots - imperfections, but OK.

Vortex - (I Don't know)

Electronic earth - "You need to be "grounded" and realistic. Perhaps your sense of stability and security is lacking. Consider the consistency of the earth for additional significance on how you are feeling (electronic - robustness). Wholeness and global consciousness. You are interconnected with the world."

Teleportation - "Your desires to escape your current situation or to move more faster and easier through it. You may be expressing some frustrations with how your waking life is proceeding and the slow speed that it is moving at."

Spy - "Your mistrust of others and your tendency to be in everyone's business and affairs. Perhaps you have recently stumbled upon some information that was not meant for your eyes."

Going down stairs - "Your repressed thoughts. You are regressing back into your unconscious. setbacks that you are experiencing in your life."

explosion - "Your repressed anger. The rage that you have been holding in has come to the surface in a forceful and violent manner."

vermin - "sickness and trouble. You will be faced with many disappointments and obstacles. Alternatively, the dream refers to some dirty situation."

Darkness - "Failure in some work that you are attempting. Darkness is synonymous with ignorance, the unconscious, evil, death, and fear of the unknown."
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Interpretation:
You need to reenergize and revitalize yourself. You may be running low on energy and need to take time out to refuel. You need to reach out to others and offer your help and stop "Horsing around" and be less arrogant. You need to tame the wild forces within to become Strength, power, endurance, virility and sexual prowess and have a strong, physical energy, Nurturance, passivity, caring nature, and love, and to have a sense of freedom where you had initially felt restricted and limited.

Imperfections are covering the great Peace of mind, enlightenment, tranquility, fortune, goodwill, insight, Radiant energy and divine power. Perhaps your sense of stability and security is lacking. You are interconnected with a world which is modern and high tech Wholeness and global consciousness.. You need to be "grounded" and realistic. This is shown in Your desires to escape your current situation or to move more faster and easier through it. You may be expressing some frustrations with how your waking life is proceeding and the slow speed that it is moving at. Your mistrust of others and your tendency to be in everyone's business and affairs. Perhaps you have recently stumbled upon some information that was not meant for your eyes.

Your repressed thoughts and setbacks that you are experiencing in your life, and your repressed anger. The rage that you have been holding in has come to the surface in a forceful and violent manner. Which will cause sickness and trouble. You will be faced with many disappointments and obstacles or another dirty situation which could lead to Failure in some work that you are attempting, or ignorance, the unconscious, evil, and death.

Very assuring Hope you liked this. If you've got any improvements regarding the structure of my journal I will be willing to accept. Thanks.

I was in journalism class and we had to write an article about friendship. I was using a lot of pictures in my article (we aren't supposed to use pictures, other than one that's seperate from the article). I was using Photoshop to make scenes. For some reason my group of friends were horses, but I changed it to dogs later on.

I'm in a used bookstore, and as I'm browsing the titles I come across a book that my dear friend and I bought together in waking reality. I am disturbed to realize that this is the self same book, still inscribed with our names inside the front cover. Upset, I continue looking around, getting more distraught to see that two or more of our old treasures are also here, things we bought together, like the Spirit Cards. It breaks my heart that she would give these things up, and my mind races, thinking maybe she doesn't want any reminds of me now that I am living so far away. I resolve to call her.

I am back at my Grandparent's old house in North Vancouver, that my dear friend and I nicknamed "Spider Palace". I look out the front door to see a very very large post sorting facility kind of wall thing. Kind of like over sized post boxes. I see an old man who looks like he's had a rough life and realize that I don't live in this house anymore, he's the tenant now. He checks his post at the strange post wall.

I notice now that in the drive way that he is walking up, I've placed some signs, one of which says "Open for Business". I go to get them wondering how I can change them to read "Closed for X-Mas holidays". The postman arrives and he's sorting the post. The over sized post boxes have huge pictures of cartoon characters on them, like Tweety Bird and Sylvester the Cat. I open one and put something specific into it for... my son?

Dream skip and I am talking to my man. I plan to ride a horse north for some reason, and I am asking him if he thinks the horse will run too fast.

Dream - Lucid

*Continued from Part 1*

I then heard music playing loudly. The singer was a male, though I don’t remember the words. I remember feeling someone else there with me. I thought to myself
“How can I sleep with the music so loud?”
Oh wait…I’m already asleep. Duh. The music then changed to a slower, lyricless song. It had a lot of sitar in it. I decided to enjoy and listen to the music. I felt myself falling, falling, falling, but not fast. It was a slow fall as I tumbled in space towards my dream.

The music ended as I landed in my dreamscape. I had entered the dream with some guy. We were in some office-type room, each of us behind a computer. The guy started to talk about the music that had been playing. I examined my hands. Too many fingers, and some looked like toes. I started walking around the room trying to figure out what to do. I floated around, looking for empty walls to draw portals on.

I then woke up again. I immediately DEILDed into another dream, feeling the same slow tumbling sensation as before.

I was in a room similar to the one I had been in before, but the guy was gone. I decided to try to see Hyu. I repeated my portal process of writing his name on the wall with my finger, drawing a circle around it, and saying where I wanted to go. It looked the same as before; similar to oil rainbows. I colored the portal in with my hand and entered it.

I then fell into darkness. I was in a pool of gooey stuff, it felt weird, but not gross. I then saw an opening into another room. I started going towards it. The room was colored dark blue with a poster of guitars on the wall above a desk. It was daytime outside, I could see it through the windows. At first, I wasn’t sure if I had ended up in the right place and hesitated, but changed my mind and went in.

I entered the room, and turned the corner into another room. Sitting in a chair to my left was Hyu. He looked older than what I remembered.
“Hyu!”, I said. He replied
“Hey Krista, haven’t seen you in awhile.”
I had this bizarre feeling that he was awake. It was like he was awake, but seeing me at the same time, even though I was asleep and dreaming. He then got up out of the chair. He had a backpack on his back. He was on his way to class. He started to go towards the front door.
“Can I come with you?”, I asked as I followed him. He told me no, I couldn’t. He had some report to do or something. He walked out the front door. I said something to him about wanting to see Japan, and if I should do that next. I can’t remember his response. He was a distance away from me at this point.

I then woke up again and DEILDed.

I was looking up at trees silhouetting the night sky. I tried to fly upwards, but woke up.

DEILDed again.

This time, I saw a town close to mine in waking life. In the dream, it had been devastated by a tornado (not so in waking life). I remember seeing an older couple in front of a destroyed building. The woman was bawling, saying that the town should be taken off the map. I was semi-lucid at this point.

I walked around in the rubble for a bit before I snapped into full lucidity. I phased through a wall to get outside. I then started to walk into a green field. For some reason, I threw my phone onto the ground. It shattered into many pieces. I decided to pick up one of the pieces, turn it into something yummy, and eat it. I picked a piece up. It felt like a light, powdery cake. I ate it. It tasted like powdered sugar.

I then decided to test my other senses. I looked all around me, taking everything in. I saw many green trees, and some horses fenced in a barbed wire pen in the distance. I tried to smell, but for some reason, I couldn’t smell anything.

I then decided I wanted to ride a horse, since it’s so hard for me to do so in waking life because I’m extremely allergic. I walked up to the pen. My friends Courtney and Caitlin were there. I decided that since I was dreaming, I could phase through or climb the barbed wire pen. I started trying to climb it, but it felt very uncomfortable. Well duh, it’s barbed wire…it’s not gonna feel good. As I tried to climb down, I noticed I was stuck. I looked down at my feet. There was a screw that had gone through the bottom of my pinky toe, rendering me stuck, though there was no blood. My first instinct was to panic; that stuff grosses me out to no end in waking life. I then decided I needed to calm down and figure out how to get unstuck. I made a comment about it to Courtney, saying I was stuck on a screw.

I then made the decision to yank the toe free. I had to face my fear. Without looking, I yanked my toe free of the screw. It hurt a little. I looked down at my foot. Still no blood, but I could see where the skin was broken and torn. I imagined a bandage on my toe. Courtney commented on how cute the bandage was, and that she never had cute bandaids. I looked down and there were Hello Kitty bandaids on my big and second toe, but not the pinky toe. I tried again, and a bandaid appeared on my pinky toe.

Then, I woke up again. I was going to DEILD again, but was afraid I’d never remember all this if I DEILDed too many times in a row. O_O

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

A girl was riding a long motorcycle (which may also somehow have been a horse) along a beach-like area which bordered a jungle and which may have had something like a concrete path running along it. The girl looked like my friend FA, except that she was possibly a little girl. The motorcycle was long, much bigger than usual, and it was hot pink.

The girl did a pop-a-wheelie on the bike/horse. The bike/horse reared too far back and tumbled backwards. The girl fell off the bike. She was severely injured. Two men with dark, coppery skin and black hair ran up to the girl to see if she was okay. She seemed to be in terrible shape and she had a broken leg.

A third man ran out of the jungle. He had a cell phone in his hands. I thought he was going to call the police. But instead he just kind of conferred with the other men. He figured he'd load up the girl in a wheelbarrow and push her to the hospital.

I was kind of frustrated by all this. I thought the men should be calling 911. I was now in the scene. The girl was in the wheelbarrow. She was wrapped up in a lot of old-looking grey blankets. She was so wrapped up that she couldn't be seen at all. I began pushing the woman to the hospital.

I was pushing the wheelbarrow along a concrete path on a university campus. The campus had a lot of lawn between the buildings, and the lawn was all shaded over by the thick canopies of tall trees. I saw a big, red brick building with a white facade and columns in the distance. I thought that was the hospital.

At an intersection on walkways, I stopped. A huge, red fire tuck was coming from my right. As I saw it approaching, I actually pushed the woman out into the intersection. I figured the truck would see us and stop. But it didn't care about us and wasn't going to stop. So I pulled the wheelbarrow back, let the truck pass, then went on.

I now realized the big building wasn't a hospital. It was a police station. I had pushed the woman inside the police station. It looked like a garage, but it was lit beautifully, like for a Broadway play. There was one man hunched over a small box on the floor, working away.

I tried to get the man to look at the woman. But I didn't want to be too pushy and get in trouble with the cops. But after a moment, a female cop came up to us. The cop was tall, heavy set, with feathered, blonde hair, tan skin, and a really red face. She asked me what was wrong with the woman. She then gave me some advice about what to tell them at the hospital, once I got there. It was something about making sure they did the job right and didn't rip me off.

I was now with a group of friends in some small room. The room was some other place I'd come to for help. The people there were co-workers of mine. The room was like a kind of dumpy office room in a community center or church. There was a potted palm somewhere.

One of the friends with me started answering questions that one of my co-workers, CB, was asking. CB was asking a lot of questions, not out of concern, but mostly because he was trying to reassure himself that the injured woman's experience wasn't more intense than his own personal experiences.

Eventually we were told to go somewhere else, like a hospital. As we were leaving, the place became like a cafeteria. I figured I should buy the woman some food, since she was probably hungry. I was in some small, crowded hallway part of the cafeteria. One of my friends, a short female, stood right in front of me, as if waiting for instruction.

Somehow I had bought two apples. We were now outside, on a concrete walkway on a college campus. The campus was rather active with students. My friends and I were pushing the woman to the hospital. But I decided I should stop to feed the woman.

I managed to pull the woman out of the wheelbarrow. She was still wrapped up in all the blankets. I unwrapped a blanket near the woman's face and held out an apple.The woman didn't seem to be responding. I was a little worried.

Another female friend knelt down in front of me and told me that the woman may have died. I couldn't believe it was so. I looked at the apple I was holding. It was rotten on one side. Eventually I heard bites being taken out of the other side. Then the apple was eaten all the way through, to the side I was holding. So the girl was alive!

The girl was completely unwrapped. I was holding her in my arms. But she was completely invisible.

These are notes that I wrote down on my dreams in the early morning and couldn't piece together again when I woke up.

-At the beach house
-horse instead of ella (my dog)
-brewing tea on my leg
-texting dad info he can't decipher
-mike trying to impress 4 girls
-seeing 3 girls cutting a huge hanging canvas for like a TV show

I actually recall an image of the final one, where there was a white canvas hanging between some very large trees and there were grungy girls at the bottom slicing it into chunks with knives. There was a group of people to my left watching it go down and I think there was a camera rolling.

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT

From the night before last
*This is a rough draft that I may or may not get around to cleaning up more*

There was a slow, tribal, quiet, calm quality to this dream, like the feel of winter. I felt more a part of everything, to the extent that my identity’s separation from the other people in the tribe was vague, as if I was all of them, except the young woman leading the horse.

One horse knew the way back to our yearly (sacred, I think) place. No humans knew. we all followed. the horse (Neil was his name?) was in front, without a person riding. someone walking besides him so that he would be able to lead. the person still held his reigns loosely. the rest of us on our horses. A very long trek, at least a day.

We realized we’d lost them. we sped up. Lots of deep snow around as we walked the trail. Then we went downhill a little and it felt like we were in another land. the trail disappeared. Widely spaced, tall trees. The snow looked like it had been blown in exceptional ways. So thin with large mottles on wide scalloped shaped indistinct paths on the ground, like when it is blown off the road and looks like mottled smoke. That magic feeling I get in dreams, where the beauty infuses me. We were there. Or very close. Still looking for the head horse and his companion. Searching, searching.

After a while of concerned searching, concentrating on which smoke-blown path felt right, I saw them coming down one of the paths toward us. The horse was hurt.

We went over to them and we saw how badly the horse was hurt. A wide gash to the bone in its front right thigh. Then I saw the leg was missing below. There was a metal plate inside the gash. The girl who had been leading him said she put it there for the horse to heal, but it wasn’t going to help, we knew. The horse had been given an antibiotic but that is not what we called it in the dream. We inspected the gash and went to touch the metal to pull it out so it could heal properly but the girl warned us that it was so painful and infected to the extent that the pain would make the horse go crazy. We understood and sat back, waiting for the antibiotic/pain medication to take effect so we could treat the horse. The horse’s leg had been severed completely (under where this deep gash was?) On reflection (though perhaps it was the calm quality to the dream) I/we felt sadness yet acceptance as well. Something of a treasure, sacred and deep, was potentially leaving us.

I am in some sort of facility. It is colorful and futuristic. I am living in this facility.

There is a man who works there. He is cutting my toe nails. I feel really awkward. I like this guy.

I am in a large dark room. The walls are electric blue. There is a very large screen, it looks like a television screen and it is glowing. There is no bed and no furniture. I know that this is ‘my bedroom’.

I am going up a stair well. I am not supposed to be in the stair well. I think I am going to see the guy from before. I am outside the facility. I am not supposed to leave the property. I cross a little creek. It is fall weather and all the plants are yellow. I am running away from the place and I feel like someone is chasing me. I begin to run like a horse. My run continues to evolve. I start to leap. I begin to be able to leap longer distances at a time. I reach a barn.

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign
For me to remember, dreams are #067300, and lucid dreams are the color below blue, #4169e1. Nightmares are dark red, #8b0000, and dream signs are the light purple, which is up one and left one from blue, #483d8b.

Finally, a lucid dream where I actually remembered my goals! Forgot to increase clarity, but the clarity of these dreams were pretty high.

Crystal world dream
I was at this crystal world with my cousins. It was this place where everything and everyone but us were made of slightly transparent crystal of various dark colors. The thicker and object was, the deeper it was. It was actually really pretty.

When we got there, I told everyone they needed to get jobs. Some of us chose to be musicians, other people chose to help save the world by being fighters on crystal versions of Tron lightcycles. I remember saving people, and there was one last challenge. Don't remember anything after that.

First lucid dream
I don't remember anything from before, but I became lucid. I was surrounded by a grassy hill and buildings. I remembered my goals. Teleport. That's the first one. Where do I want to go? Oh yeah, the Avatar world. (Blue people Avatar, not the Nick TV show.) I was thinking of Avatar because I always wanted to go to the Avatar world. It sounds like so much fun.

I looked for a suitable spot to try teleporting via the spin method for the first time; I searched for an open area and found one. I looked around, and I only saw one person: Some weird guy with a horse head, about 30 feet awat. I couldn't tell his intentions, so I lunged at him at supersonic speed and knocked him out with a fist in mid air. (Pwned! ) He was on the ground, unconscious. I imagined behind me myself on the Avatar planet Pandora. I slowly turned and to my disappointment, saw the grassy hill. I tried a second time with no luck.

I got on a bus, just to look around. As I got on, three moms behind me asked me to talk with them. They knew how I punched the guy, and they said to not punch him again, because it hurt his feelings. One of the moms pointed with her eyes toward him, who's name was apparently David. His head was no longer that of a horse; he was a white person with mild skin and brown hair.

I saw a tough looking guy on the bus, and I said, "You look tough. Could you teach me how to teleport?"
"The secret is to concentrate real hard," he replied. The dream faded.

Second, short lucid dream
I don't remember anything from before, but I suspected I was dreaming and checked my hands. Not enough fingers. Nice. Didn't do much before the dream faded.