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A fantastically strange dream I had this morning, 19 August 2012. We begin at a Level Two dream, a dream-within-a-dream.

The time is approximately 4:30 am. I have been unable to sleep all night, and we are all partying in the French room. I feel the beginning of a depressive episode, or more accurately, a disrupted-sleep cycle episode.

I talk to random people about even more random stuff. This one guy sits in the corner, brown hair and blue eyes, looking positively stoned. I try to talk to him by waving my T-shirt in front of his face. Nothing.

Finally, I get him to speak. He asks me a bunch of game show-style questions, and says a series of long words, with each one supposed to be longer than the last:

1. pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis
2. supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
3. antidisestablishmentarianism

Clearly, those are in the wrong order. He then asks me some questions about golf. I know nothing about golf - have never played.

I wave my shirt in front of his face again in the shape of an Ouroboros. Nothing.

I then sit down at a table with some classmates. A girl is reading this book about careers and life decisions, and a guy she's friends with is talking with us about it. She seems to have the wrong assessment of it, though, by giving a bunch of false analogies about how your decisions are like making a cake or something, about how important it is not to mix certain ingredients together. The basic premise is that once you set off on one path, you can't set off onto another. The guy said that this is not true.

With her permission, I begin to write down some of what she says in my all-purpose notebook, which becomes a fury of words and doodles. There is more than one path to reach any goal, I think.

Suddenly, the teacher, who reminds me of my Cantonese French teacher from grade seven, terminates the "Party" in a military-style manner. I pray--I know, that I won't be included in this disciplinary action. I go to the front of the room to dispose a water bottle into a recycling bin, as it has been done since the dawn of time. She yells and says it was the water SHE bought, but dumps it away anyway. I begin to wake up from this second dream.

An anti-depression group on Facebook sends me a huge message in which the entire group of more than 1,000 people are included. The leader of the group asks me to "get help" for my actions at the party. What?

It is OK to take a winding path.

LEVEL 1.5 DREAM - TIME SCALE: NONE.

A book lays out four points. Yes, this is the same book that the girl was reading. Point one: STDs are bad.

"Internships are also bad, and you'll be frustrated with them for the rest of your university career. Just kidding! Teen life after graduation isnt that bad".

It goes on a bit about the importance of sleep, or rather, why sleep is something to be taken advantage of even when you can get none of it...

LEVEL ONE DREAM - BEFORE THE INCEPTION

I go to bed at 11 pm, but I continue not sleeping. Was that anti-stigma depression group on Facebook involved to a certain extent? I draw conclusions and make recommendations about a certain university in the vicinity of Cambridge, Ontario, noting five: Waterloo, if not Waterloo then Wilfred Laurier; McMaster, Guelph and Western, maybe Queens...

I drift off to "sleep", which isn't really sleep at all.

One inception later...

LEVEL ONE DREAM - AFTER THE INCEPTION

It's almost 8 am, and the building I'm in looks like a mix of all the styles of buildings I'd stayed in during my visit to China three years ago. It has the appearance of a hotel, my bedroom to the left and back of a bathroom, the door near the front, my parents' room to my left.

My mom questions me about that online chat I had with three different guys that appeared on the room in different colours, red, green and blue, or maybe mauve. It's Monday. For some reason, the chat takes place at about the same time as that "Party" in the French room, and it continues until about 4 am, when I "fell asleep" but drifted into that other dimension.

Suddenly, I'm back in my normal house again, but there has been no discrepancy in surroundings. It's dark outside, despite the time of day. I check the weather forecast: the fourteen-day trend shows today below normal, about 9C (about 48F), and Tuesday is above normal. Wednesday is below normal, and Thursday's temperature is actually unknown after the thunderstorms, but it turns out to be about 12C (54F). Friday...snow?! At first, first glance, the first three days are unknown in temperature.

LEVEL 0.5 DREAM - TIME FRAME: NONE, NOWHERE, literally "no WHERE"

I'm tracking my depressive episodes on a spreadsheet, as the yellow lines jot up and down. I think about how my earliest episodes had negative healing energy, and how my late grandmother suffered from it. This time, I had better consult positive healing.

I'm reading a book, or maybe an Internet page similar to Dream Views, on a guide for lucid dreaming. The page is attached to the main server like a paper clip, like a yellow banana-type paper clip!

The columnist's name is Heather, or maybe Courtney, or maybe Stephanie. She comments on a method, and asks, "will your gin/ be like that"? I think that's a typographical error on my part, sorry, cheri-o.

Back to the method granted during the 1.5 dream level: does that mean they're saying you should avoid STDs as much as possible, and reach for your career goals as much as possible? In other words, are they telling you to be a virgin, and stay a virgin?

Which university should I pick?

Of course, I am advised, to take home foods, and not drugs! Consult my spiritual 'minister' instead, who is along for the journey this wjole time. I pray--I know--that your dream will awaken.

Before the military-style party-coup takes me away for the excecution, I announce to a TV-style audience interview that I discovered THIS part of the brain, as I point to the area above my ear, whisking my hands in a scalpel-like motion, the temporal lobe...

The manifestation of spiritual ecstasy...

We must always question reality, even when it seems we are not dreaming, in order to lucid dream. I try to do a reality check, but I am actually aware that I am NOT dreaming...

I awaken for real this time. It's 4:30 am, and I have a cold, which is not apparent in my dream.

Moribund. I see Orion rising in the east. It it a winter constellation. Soon it will be back to slow yet. There are two very bright "stars" in the sky, one atop Orion over eastern Taurus at about magnitude -1, which is Jupiter. The other is barely visible behind some tree, near Gemini, about magnitude -4, quite obviously Venus.

A'ho Calalami - a sacred chant (an even more sacred ritual by sacred beings on this sacred Earth). The ramble, the ramble, the ramble. Timetable of an elongated executive quasi-quarter century.

PART II

I think, in fact, that there is no recollection between my first falling asleep and my first memory of being in my dark bedroom. Maybe this is actually a WILD experience.

I check the time, and it appears to be consistent. Around 5 am. Yet, I look at it again, and it flashes all over the place, and I realize I don't need to do my second check, of reading what I had just written.

I am in a dark room. The mirrors scare me greatly, yet I look into them with interest. I realize that it is a dream and I begin to be lucid, and I walking into the mirror, apparently stuck there for just a moment, entangled, before I emerge into another universe...

LEVEL TWO DREAM

I walk out into the living room, trying to smash through the front windows. It stops me, yet darkness has turned to daylight, about 7:30 pm, near sunset. I walk into a mirror again, when it was dark, and I return to my bed, I return to the mirror...

I walk toward the front door, opening it. I see the reflection of a woman in the mirror, who looks like my mom's face merged into somebody else's. She apparently beckons me not to go outside, but I do so anyway, and walk out onto the street.

The theme of today's mission is nutshot.

I walk into my street, turning left, but 100 metres in, I stop. I decide that my mom was right after all, and I turn back. When I check the mirror again, there is no more reflection. The mirror no longer scares me. I am no longer afraid. I walk to my bedroom.

The sun has almost set now.

LEVEL THREE DREAM

Without any discrepancy, not even for a moment, I fall into another dream, perhaps through sleep, and awaken as I climb down a set of stairs. It does not scare me, as huge stairs did in the past.

I'm walking down into the depression group's cavern. There are literally hundreds--maybe thousands--of people here, each one applauding as I walk down. It resembles a set of circular stairs more than it does a Maya temple, but it is easily 500 metres en plus from top to bottom.

A frail-looking elderly woman in a wheelchair is pulled up as I step aside to let her pass. I walk to the right, and to my left stand thousands of people, each with a different face, applauding, just applauding.

Finally, I reach the bottom. The lights are on and it looks like one of my friends' basements, only MUCH larger, but just as low-hanging with the ceiling. I ask one person as soldiers stand by. "Why", I ask, are there more people down there?

"They're probably just reproducing. Ha, I'm kiddding. Say, Junior, know any grade 12s who can handle a rifle?"

This is a real program. In room 1, I find strangers talking.

I then step into Room 2. Here are four people I recognize sitting on a sofa, along with more people I recognize sitting all around. This includes one guy who said I'd helped save him from a life of suicide.

I ask them where I might find the bathroom. I was also going to ask me whether they saw my crazy moves at that party in the French room, because at least one of them was here, but I didn't have the time, I needed to pee. They all point me to the girl's bathroom.

"What! Dude, that's the female bathroom!"

They all laugh.

You idiot. You know if you pee in a dream, you'll wake up and actually have to pee in waking life. Have you lost your mind, or more accurately, your lucidity?

I then walk into room 1 again, speaking in an Indian accent, "do yoo know vherre dee bathroom is?"

Some guys are sitting there talking, "he didn't have a rifle". I shrug and then smirk incredulously. Where they looking for me?

I wake up. It is around 6:40 am, and I go to the bathroom. The golden sunlight pours in but I manage to drift back to sleep.

PART III

I'm in a backyard garden of some sort. Somebody's kid might get charged for violence, because the school's charter expressedly prohibits violence against another student's "dick", "nuts" or "ballsack".

I read a hithertofore-yet-unknown chapter of the Bible. It's called Hittites, and near the end, a voice that seems to be God asks a man to renounce everything he's known to date about religion. It has an Egyptian air to it. With much haste and hesitation, he does. "Let ye forget all you have learned, and seek God's salvation from here anew. Replace all your man's word with my word. A new pearl will appear in your forehead".

The Bible I'm reading has excluded a certain chapter beginnign with the letter L. It's certainly not Luciferians.

It then goes onto the New Testament. I begin to close the book.

Should I go to church today?

Now, I'm on a boat of some sort, without any discrepancy. The founder of a project, who is female, talks about the benefits of getting dolphins and humans to play together in this lake. First, she says, the dolphin feeding will attract phytoplankton, causing a bloom. This will then stretch out, and bring gold nanoparticles to the surface, as well as lower global carbon dioxide levels, in a method not yet unexplained. I thought they'd tried iron fertilization for algae blooms and that failed to lower carbon in the atmosphere by any significant amount?

This is the same method, she continued, of bringing gold to the face using algae, and creating a gold mask and a gold leaf that one will now wear on the face.

When I wake up again, it is 8:20 am.

May 12, 2011
Lucid Dream 232: Disappearances
Series: Sexcapades, Episode 9
DILD



I was walking around Virginia Tech's campus with a girl I know, "NC." I can't remember what we were doing, but I started to suspect I was dreaming for no apparent reason. I didn't bother performing a RC, after a few moments thought, I knew I was dreaming. I told her to, "Watch this!" I took two momentum boosting steps and dove into flight. I flew across the drill field and spotted a target. It was some asian guy with glasses and a backpack. I leaned my body forward and gained some speed just before I slammed my shoulder into him. After spearing him, I turned to find my next victim. I noticed a couple was walking and holding hands. I took flight again and slammed into the back of them. They both toppled over and their books scattered across the sidewalk. I flew back over to NC and she looked angry. She said, "Why are you such an asshole?" I laughed and said, "This is my dream. I'll do whatever I want."

I grabbed NC around the waste and flew straight up into the air. We hovered around the clouds for a moment and I started kissing her neck. She suddenly disappeared completely. I chalked this up to a stabilization issue. Even though my dream looked perfect, I stabilized a bit. I was now in a completely different area of VT's campus. I flew over to one of the dorm rooms and entered. I looked around until i found a group of females in one of the rooms. I walked in and said, "Am I late?" One of the girls shook her head no. I walked up to her and began kissing her. The girls started stripping and I said, "Ok, everyone get super pornstar material with this, so we can send it in and win the cash!"

There were now more girls in the room than when I had first entered. A group of about five of them were doing their thing on the bed. I was tending to three over by the computer desk. I suddenly noticed some weird looking guy with glasses walking around the room. He had the butterball physique and was wearing glasses that made his eyes look huge. I just laughed and continued proceeded to place myself within one of the females. Suddenly, all of the girls disappeared instantly. The dream didn't fade or anything, but I found myself standing there with my pants down. The weird butterball guy was still in the room. He looked directly at my junk, started laughing, and then ran out of the room. I took off running after him, but he was nowhere to be found.

I flew around campus for a bit and thought, "This is one of the few times I have actually dreamed about being on campus." I spotted an incredibly attractive asian chick and flew toward her. I just started kissing her and she began rubbing on my crotch. Suddenly, she disappeared as well. I heard laughing behind me and I turned around. The weird butterball guy was holding a TV remote and trying his best to suppress his hysterical laughter. I thought, "What is with this guy?" I took flight toward him as he attempted to run away. I grabbed the back of his shirt and flew high into the air. He was still laughing when I let go of him. He laughed hysterically the whole time he was falling and then he splattered on the pavement below. It was quite gruesome to be honest. I was flying around campus looking for some more hot females when I awoke from the dream.

Series Details
Class is thrown out the window in the dream series, "Sexcapades." Not unlike your favorite porn video, I unleash my inner "Ron Jeremy" and give those DCs what they are looking for ! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!


May 15, 2011
Lucid Dream 233: Theft of the Commander in Chief
Series: 108 Stars of Destiny, Episode 9
DILD



I was at a meeting with a group of very wealthy and important people. Everyone was wearing suites and smoking cigarettes from those long, thin, fancy holders. I was in some sort of secret group and these rich people were going to fund our mission. We were planning on abducting the President of the United States. Actress, Diane Kruger and Nicolas Cage were going with me. This fancy party/meeting was taking place on the roof of a building. The building that the president was currently in could be seen in the background. The dream skipped ahead.

We were in a van and were pulling up to the back of this building. There had been some sort of important get together and the President was making his exit through the back. I became lucid as we were waiting for the president to come out of the building.

I decided this plot was really cool, so I just kept going along with it. Soon, a group of people stepped out into the parking lot we were in. I said, "Time to move!" Diane stayed at the wheel of the van as me and Nicolas Cage opened the doors and took off running toward the president. I thought to myself, "I hope we get him before the soviets get here!" Suddenly, the large concrete wall that surrounded the parking lot and building cracked. There was a loud boom as several mech units (large robots) busted through the wall. I took flight and kicked the president's body guards in the face. The president was the same one from the movie "National Treasure." I grabbed the president's arm and pulled him along as we ran back toward the van.

I looked back and noticed that the robots had one gun arm and the other arm was holding a light saber. One of the robots shot Nicolas Cage and then stomped him into the ground. I opened the door to the van and threw the president inside head first. I told Diane to get out of here and I'll fight off the robots. She took off and left the area. I turned back and saw that a new robot had joined the party. It was a robot in the form of a giant lizard.

I jumped into the air and landed on one of the standing mech units. I ripped of his robot gun arm and began shooting the other robots as I walked backwards away from the scene. I was in a shootout with the mech units for a bit before taking all three of them out. The only thing left was the lizard robot. I shot it up, but the bullets just bounced off. I took off running around the corner of the building. I spotted a trash can laying on the ground and said out loud, "Nice! I forget she planted a bomb for me in here!" I opened the lid of the trashcan and pulled out this weird looking device. I tossed it around the corner of the building and waited. The lizard walked around the corner and the bomb-thing was in its mouth. I shot the bomb with the gun arm and it blew the lizard mech to pieces. Suddenly, about 20 more robots jumped over the wall and were running toward me. I shouted, "Back-up!" Not really knowing what would happen. About ten or so swat members came running around the corner and started shooting at the robots. One of them looked at me and said, "Do you know a way out of here?" I responded, "Yeah, there is a cave system around here somewhere!" The guy said, "I know where it is, follow me!" I noticed the guy looked familiar. I followed hima round the parking lot for a bit and we finally found the opening to the cave.

We entered the cave and the guy took his helmet off. It was Wolverine (Hugh Jackman). I told him to show me his claws and he popped them out of his knuckles. I said, "I could definitely use those claws of yours in our army." He asked what my army did and I responded, "Well, all you would have to do is drink some beer and kick some ass." He smiled and held out his hand. I shook it and said, "Welcome aboard." He replied, "I can sing too." I told him that I heard him sing at the Oscars and he started talking about Broadway and about how magical it is to be on stage. I just ignored him as he rambled on about nonsense. I was having fun jumping over large pits and climbing around in the caves. We finally came to a ladder and I started climbing up out of the cave. Before I reached the top, the dream started to fade. I stopped and tried to stabilize. I managed to hold on for a few more moments, but it soon fizzled completely out.

Series Details
Welcome to the epic dream series known as, "The 108 Stars of Destiny." Follow me as I build the most powerful army the dream world has ever seen. Along with the help of 108 key recruits, I take on the dream world and elevate to god-like status! Will anyone stand in my way? Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

108 Stars of Destiny
NEW 14 - Wolverine - The Death Claw Star


May 18, 2011
Lucid Dream 234: The Choice
Series: The End of Days, Episode 2
DILD



I was with a group of people partying at a pond. There were several small wooden boats floating on the edges of the pond and it seemed to be evening time. Mike B and P was there with me, along with several other people. They started talking secretively about something and I overheard them. I asked what they were talking about and they tried to play it off. I said, "Look, I already know what its about, just tell me what you said." They started talking to me about having the "potential." The conversation suddenly felt very dark. Mike started talking about using certain powers to manipulate people and work our way to the top. He talked about us becoming the strongest and ruling the world. I suddenly became lucid.

I looked at Mike and P and said, "I am dreaming right now." P said, "Of course you are. This is the only way to talk to you about this." I was interested in what was going on so I played along with everything. Mike said all we have to do is take in the powers of the Yokai. I looked at them and said, "You two already have...haven't you?" They shook their head and said they had. I looked at them and said, "If I do this, I am doing it big. I will become the most powerful being in existence. My goal WILL be the world at my hands." Mike said, "Yeah, I can imagine being the most powerful." I looked at him and said, "No, no, you won't be the most powerful. I will be the leader and grow the most powerful...but every King needs his entourage. I will take you guys with me to the top." I started thinking about it and said, "Man, this is such a dark, dark path to take."

The sky began to get darker and darker and darker until it was pitch black. There were several fires around the pond, so i could still see around me. Mike said, "Yeah, and there is a lot of competition out there. Some class 5's even." I looked at them and said, "So what class are you guys?" They told me they were class 3's. I asked what class I would be and they said I would start out as a class 4. I would be the highest starting out of anyone in history. Mike started talking about how the world was ending soon and there were so many people who have already turned. Red lights that resembled stars starting showing up along the horizon. He said, "Each red light represents someone who has taken in the Yokai." I asked who the most powerful was and they pointed to the light. I said, "That is where we will go first." Suddenly, a set of stairs started to form on the nearby hill. Red neon lights began lighting the stairs. Two beautiful, but deadly looking women took each arm and started walking with me up the stairs.

I had only took a few steps up when I thought of my family. I began to wonder if this was actually happening. I wondered if maybe I was actually about to cross over into darkness. I looked at the top of the stairs and I could see a large flaming archway. Suddenly I heard a country song start playing in the background. It was Rodney Atkins, "If your going through hell, keep on going. Don't slow down, if you're scared don't show it. You might get out before the devil even knows your name..." I pulled my arms free from the girls who know looked very demonic. I stepped back into the water and started slowly drifting away from the steps. P and Mike looked shocked and said, "What do you think you are doing?" I told them that I had to think about it. Mike looked at P and said fearfully, "We can't tell "him" what happened." P said, "Well, we can't tell him it happened like this." Some girl was also in the water as I drifted passed her. She said, "You understand this is evil don't you. We are evil." I said, "Yeah, of course I do." I drifted and swam slowly to the other end of the pond and got out. I seriously felt like I had just dodged a bullet. Mike called out, "Think about it." I suddenly found myself awake in my bed. It was weird because I didn't even notice I had woke up. I performed a nose pinch, but I was indeed awake. I thought, "Well, that was definitely a weird one."

Series Details
In the dream series, "The End of Days," the world is coming to a close. With the hype surrounding 2012, many of these doomsday dreams have been popping up. See the events of the apocalypse unfold with more entries to the series.