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Me and someone else sneak out of a bad situation through the woods. We lie about where we were going and we zig-zag through the forest. There is a thin layer of old snow on the ground and everyone is barefoot. I wonder if it is cold but figure the sun is shining warm enough. We went through someone’s yard that was full of cacti and flowers. We ended up squatting in Donald Trump’s house. Me and my girlfriend lived there a few days. Then I started getting increasingly uneasy. We could hear Trump’s voice from a few floors down and I kept urging my friend to keep quiet, which upset her. She thought I was denying her friendship, I just wanted both of us to stay alive. That night she was telling me her life story and I was falling asleep when someone came and checked on the room. We hid between the bed and the wall. As I lay there I started falling asleep uncontrollably. After they left we heard housekeepers vacuuming and I knew it was only a matter of time before we got caught. I was terrified of getting caught. I understood in a way that this is a dream and if we get caught it will become a nightmare. What if I never wake up from it? I make the decision that we have to leave. I grabbed my stuff (some clothes, my phone, and laptop) and propelled out the window and down the building. The housekeeper yelled something sarcastic out at us as we left like “goodbye visitors”. We went to a little shack building right next door. I had to go back to the room for something and when I came back down an elk met me and spoke with me telepathically. He was basically like Oberon. We washed his slobber off of our hands in the snow then He guided me to cave where there were a couple more animals I could talk to and some kind of magic man. He kept changing to look like Jon Snow and he was scaring my friend. In the night I fled and was followed by two men who obviously knew how to fight. One of them was B. I went under a building and we were basically sparring on monkey bars. I told B, "I’m sorry but I’m going to have to kill you to protect myself." He laughed and then turned on the lights to show me that it was a training session and they had built this jungle gym in my favor. Eventually I drove back to see my friend. I asked A.W if she knew where the shack was moved to and she said it was the street after hers. I went and there were lots of similar looking shacks but the one I was looking for was first in line. It’s address had the number 30 or 03 in it. I went in and my friend was living with a man and working for Trump. I was disappointed.

This is continued from the previous entry!

Dream 3: My dog was a fluent speaker and he and I often had conversations, so long as he was sure that we were the only ones there. Now I can't remember what we would talk about, but I do remember that I never told anyone, even though I really wanted to. You see, my dog could talk because he was actually Kevin Bacon, a tulpamancer [I don't know.].

One time the two of us (my dog and I) went to a cathedral and spoke for a really long time, but then some church-goers that were somewhat older came in and seen us. They didn't hear him talking, but they did pull up something or another that was supposed to tell me how I really feel (or something; I really can't remember this point very well). One older man was confused, but a middle-aged woman, who I think was my old school's librarian, told him that I was "always like this" and not to worry about it.

I finished whatever they wanted me to do, went out--and then I think I went back in, because the things that happen next happened in a cathedral; no one was there, though.

Romeo and I were talking again, but this time Jon and Dakota came in the door. I suppose I could no longer hold the secret after years of doing so well, because I got Jon to the side and explained to him that I talked to my dog--frequently. He got this wide-eyed look about him and proceeded to tell me that "It's okay, everyone's insane about something." I tried to get him to believe that I wasn't crazy and that Romeo really could talk. Jon seemed to believe me, but I really couldn't be sure. Shortly thereafter Dakota came to join us so we could tell him. I explained to him further that Romeo was actually Kevin Bacon, and he seemed to accept that.

You guys, I'm really disappointed my dog can't talk. XD

I WBTB at 2:30AM and took 8MG Galantamine and 400MG DMAE. I kept the WBTB brief.

#399 - DILD - 5:18AM

I am what I think of as my my moms sister's house, Aunt Paula. I wake up and have to pee. I know I was trying to get lucid but I think I should take care of this. The bathroom has a strange looking toilet made of maroon colored plastic. When I open the lid something breaks and water spills all over the floor. My uncle comes in upset about the mess. He looks over the toilet and says something dismissive and leaves. I am in shock and recall this as a dream sign. I look left past the sink and see a white porcelain toilet has appeared. I become lucid at this, though I still feel the need to pee. I consider it but I now know that it's pointless and don't want to think what might happen if I try.

I walk back into the main room while I try to recall my goal. I say out loud, "I have a goal." I just can't remember. For some reason I think I wanted to summon some sort of evil magic. No that can't be right. I start to feel mild fear but I keep my emotions in check. However, it doesn't stop the evil from manifesting itself. I see movement around me. There behind red curtains. A child? The curtains part and I see a grotesquely rotted face of a demonic child. I hissed at me then into a wispy ghost and vanishes into vapor. Multiple copies of these demonic ghost children appear all around me but the moment I try to focus on them they turn to vapor and streak around. I keep my emotion level and don't allow this to turn into a nightmare. I'm actually happy this is happening. I haven't had much of a creep factor in a long time. The dream collapses here and I wake into SP.

I am on my right side and I feel really uncomfortable. My knees are touching in a way that hurts and I am really hot. I try to move but can't. I notice vibrations. I want to wake up so I open my eyes but I see the room too bright and ghostly figures. I wonder if I have even woke up. I consider holding my breath to wake up but I don't want to break the dream just yet. With great effort, I manage to roll over and remove some of the blanket. I feel better but I also notice the vibrations haven't stopped. I doubt that I have actually moved, but the effect was the same. I try opening my eyes again to see if I actually see the room. I can see the moonlight from the window and decide to try moving my hands. There is a ghostly image of me shaking my hands in front of my face. Again I doubt that I am even really seeing my room and as I watch my body releases and I am dumped out of bed. I go blind again and feel my way into the living room noticing what my hands and feet touch with great detail. I pause for a moment and try summoning a woman like in a recent LD, but it doesn't happen and I really don't want to go there anyway.

I am at the front door now still trying to see but all I get is random images like heavy hypnagogic imagery. I decide that I am trying too hard to see. I relax a bit and forget about the problem. I focus on feeling the detail of the front door as I try to see what I am touching. The images vanish to black, then suddenly, I see. I am looking out the glass storm-door into a version of my front yard. Excited, I quickly rush out. My vision becomes blurry as if I am underwater. I notice it is raining. My yard doesn't end at a street but seems to continue into a wooden area. The closer I get to the edge of the yard the more the dream area seems to stop there until there is a definite cut off into black void. I stop and turn back. There are some unfamiliar cars in the drive way under a carport. My house look unfamiliar. I fall to my hands and knees and feel the grass to stabilize. I try to feel the rain but there is very little sensation. I know I had a goal but I still can't remember. I shout very loud, "I HAVE A GOAL!" I can't think. All I recall is that same summoning-evil-thought. No. Not again. I let that go. After a moment I realize that I am trying too hard again. I relax my mind and body and decide to forget about my goal. I don't worry about losing lucidity here as I feel mentally solid and locked in. I get up and find a car in the spot I was crawling around. Some blue sedan. My vision is still odd as I feel for a door handle. I'm really not keen on going for a drive but if this is all I get I'll go for it. Just as I am about to open the door I see a tiny gray kitten come up to me. It has a tiny meow and sounds like it's in distress or really hungry. I pickup the kitten and say, "Oh poor little kitty. You're hungry aren't you?" I put it up to my chest and chin and give it a little hug. I decide it would be cool to get the cat to talk so I begin talking to it, asking it if it is hungry. It meows but I am persistent and tell it that I want to hear words. Finally, I hear a little girl voice say that it is very hungry. I need to get her inside and feed her.

Just inside the front door there is an open room with someone in a bed. The light is on and everything is very vivid. Curious I go in with the kitty in my arms. I say in a weak voice, "Who are you?' The figure stirs and seems to wake up. I see her face. She looks like an odd and young version of my dead grandmother (Nanny). I don't want to admit this because I am getting a very strange vibe from her. I recall that normally I am excited when she visits my dreams but something is different here. I say in a much stronger voice, "Who are you?"
She sits up now, "I am not whole."
I feel really uncomfortable now, "O... Ok."
She looks at me intently and asks expectantly, "Who do I look like?"
I tell her the answer she wants by saying my grandmothers full name.
The woman stands up and laughs, "Ha ha... yes!"
I say, "But, you are different." I don't like this woman and try to dismiss her, "Ok. Well, I am going now." I take kitty with me to the kitchen table and sit her down. I decide to treat her more like a human and let her eat here. The strange woman has followed me and sits down in a dining chair. I decide to pay her little attention and let her do whatever. I leave the kitten with her and walk into the kitchen where the cat food bin is. There is some instability here and decide I don't need to actually get the food. I blind summon a the food scoop and make a motion with my hand like I getting cat food. As I walk back to the table I have a small amount of cat food in the scoop. I pour it out on the table and kitty starts to eat ravenously. I notice she is having a hard time biting the hard food and I say something to the woman about this. When I look at her, her face has changed again. She still looks like a version of my grandmother but has become younger and very pretty. I being to have some arousal but think this is way too weird to have any sort of fun with her. I look back kitty and she quickly runs under the table as if she is now afraid. I comment about her strange behavior as I wake up.

10:00

1.

I remember being near a stream. There was a crab that could talk. It told me about a deadly worm that can kill you that lived in the stream. While we were walking through the stream, I saw a worm that probably was the worm the crab was talking about. I was afraid of it.

2.

I don't remember much about this second dream, but I remember having sex with a beautiful woman. I remember Amy from Futurama, too.

Not so great recall last night, and what I do remember is a bit vague.

11.17.2013

Transformation (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am on a secret mission that somehow involves stealing a particular item from this girl's bedroom. To accomplish this, I knock on her door and proceed to transform into an adorable black bunny. She comes to the door, squeals in delight, and carries me up to her room. I notice that it feels kind of nice being held while in this form.

In her room, I change shape again. This time, I'm a black cat. A talking black cat. I talk to her and trick her into helping me out with my mission.

11.17.2013

Ghost Hunters (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am with a friend in the lower rooms of an old, creepy building. My friend is hunting a ghost, but I happen to really like the ghost she's trying to get rid of. I turn invisible and screw up my friend's hunt while trying to help the ghost girl get to safety. There is also an evil spirit there that we're all avoiding. The ghost girl is terrified--- she holds my hand the entire time.

August:

08.07.2013

Rebecca Rostrid (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

After an annoying library incident, I am hiding on the front lawn with my dad as giant crow creatures circle over head. They want nothing more than to tear us limb from limb and devour our corpses. We bury ourselves under piles of mown grass--- unfortunately, they spot my dad and drag him away.

I lie there for a long time before realizing that I'm dreaming. Now itching for a fight, I conjure up a machete and teleport inside my house. I intend to run out the front door to fight them, where I'll be in a better position for battle. Unfortunately, my brother stops me before I make it out. He claims the machete is his, and I end up fighting him for it.

Physical attacks do no damage. Instead, I somehow "grab" his energy and threaten to crush his existence. Terrified, he surrenders.

I go back outside with the knife, more than ready for my battle with the crow creatures. I look to the sky where one is flying. It bursts into flames and falls at my feet, where it becomes a crow-shaped medallion with the name "Rebecca Rostrid" engraved into it with firey letters. I wake up with the name burned into my mind.

08.10.2013

Finding Rebecca Rostrid (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am jogging down the road in the neighborhood outside my college. My legs are not working properly and I keep nearly falling. A friend who is with me finds this hilarious and intentionally pushes me over. I angrily think that this is like something that would happen in a dream. The thought triggers me to RC, and I become lucid.

I immediately remember that I want to find out who Rebecca Rostrid is. the setting has changed to that of a typical high school. I ask my friend if she knows Rebecca, but she is no help. I shout her name--- it reverberates throughout the whole school.

Nearby, there is a group of guys leaning agains the lockers. They tell me they know who Rebecca is, and we have a brief conversation about her. They mention something about her apparently pleasing appearance and, to fit in, I make a rather inappropriate joke involving her. They all laugh about it until I realize that Rebecca is standing right behind me. She doesn't look pleased with what I've said. "Um, that was just a joke," I mumble awkwardly.

She is somewhat short, with curly/frizzy red hair tied back in a pony tail. We have a short conversation that I no longer remember.

08.13.2013

Little Pig (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I become best friends with a little pig who is so eaten up with fleas that the entire left half of her body is deteriorated to the point that you can see her internal organs--- or what's left of them. she is sad because everyone thinks she's ugly.

June:

06.12.2013

Animal Planet (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I have entered an alternate timeline in which animals rule the world and consider people a lower form of life. In the city, I see busses with writing such as "PETA Daycare." I find this very amusing. My mom and I are attempting to return to our hometown, but when we come across some temples and holy statues sacred to the animals, I break away to explore. In the process of exploring, this human-looking girl who claims to be half animal begins chasing me. Humans are not allowed to wander around alone, so I am deemed a fugitive and a rogue. (Apparently animal-human hybrids such as the girl chasing me are raised as animals).

I run away but the animal girl always finds me. I still have a bottle of alcohol from a previous dream, which ignites a plan within me. The bottle has different settings of strength and flavor, so I turn it to the highest strength and trick my pursuer into drinking it. Now that she's drunk, I figure that escaping her will be twenty times easier.

Unfortunately for us both, I am wrong. The girl follows me to a strange area where a set of monkey bars reaches over a span of incredible height. I am carefully making my way across when she tries to pull me down. I tell her to cut it out or she'll get us both killed, but she is drunk and not in her right state of mind, so she keeps trying.

She almost falls herself, but I manage to catch her and help her down to solid ground. I gently lay her down; she is no longer as drunk, but she's bretty shaken up from the scare of almost falling to her death. She mumbles out an embarassed "thank you."

In response, I unexpectedly lean over and kiss her. At first she is startled, then she kisses me back. Sadly, a group of pure-blood animals have come upon us while we were distracted. They are furious, screaming that a relationship between humans and animals are forbidden. We are forced to flee. She is very angry with me for making her an outcast, but we have no choice but to stick together to evade capture. I find the whole situation very amusing.

06.16.2013

Guardian Spirit (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I have died and I think I've been born again. A bit of time passes until my brain has the capacity to think. I am a bit disconcerted when thinking about my new appearance. "I... have blue eyes...?" I ask out loud, more to myself than anyone else. I remember having green eyes. Why are they blue? My mom says I have blue eyes just like my father's. I soon realize that I am not actually the child--- my spirit is simply connected to hers. She is actually my brother's daughter; my niece.

I am somewhat sad to be dead, but I decide I will make my death worthwhile and watch after my niece as her guardian spirit. I will not let any harm come to her. The child sees me as her imaginary friend. Now one suspects that my spirit is still lingering. My parents are raising the child as their own--- I have no idea what has happed to my brother, but I suspect he may be dead as well.

06.27.2013

Second Life (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I have my personality, but I am a different Person in another life, apparently in high school again. My best friends and I have a strange inside joke about our group’s “rulebook,” which contains arbitrary rules about our friendship. We are in the cafeteria getting lunch. Friend #1 walks away to get tea. While she’s preoccupied, I strike up a conversation with Regina, our school’s bitchy head cheerleader. She is talking about hair with her friend, and I mention that I’ve given up caring about my own hair. She makes some snide comment about it and says something about me being a nerd. I tell her I am proud to be a nerd. The entire exchange seems to be more out of routine than actually malicious. I am enamored with Regina and enjoy these little encounters. I’m beginning to suspect that she does as well.

When I return to my table, I obviously have a stupid grin on my face. Friend #1 asks me what happened.

Me: *still smiling* Nothing.

Friend 1: Nothing my butt. Did you meet someone? Did you have a romantic encounter?

Me: No. I just had an amusing conversation with… someone.

Friend 1: *sudden realization* Oh god, tell me you weren’t flirting with Regina again! I can understand if you like the cheery types but seriously? Regina?

Me: Hey, it’s not---

Before I can defend myself, Friend #2 sits with us. She notices that Friend #1 is once again carrying an empty pocket book with her (an apparent weird habit of hers). “New rule,” she says. “No carrying empty pocket books.

Friend 1: What? Why not?

Friend 2: Because, it looks dumb and I’m embarrassed to be seen with you.

Friend 1: It does not.

Me: Actually, it makes sense. What if the apocalypse suddenly happened? Yoou’d need a bag to carry important items you find, like in Silent Hill or Resident Evil.

Friend 1: *stares at me like I’m crazy, then turns to Friend #2* Okay, you’re right. It’s stupid.

Okay, too much internet.

I could only remember one dream last night, and it was a brief dream of Lil' Bub.

For those of you who don't know who she is, Google her; she's the tiny, adorable kitten with the tongue sticking out of her hilarious face. Specifically in my dream, she is from the picture where she is laying down, and her paws are folded in front of her so it looks like she's having a serious talk with you.

Now, in this scenario, she is gigantic, her head floats in the sky like the sun (maybe she WAS the sun), and she is staring right at me.

She speaks human in this dream, but I'm not sure what she said. She also sounds like she comes from a Saturday morning cartoon.

Anyways, I surrender, internet. You win.

Last night I got to bed extremely early and therefore had awesome recall. To avoid a super long post, I'll post them all separately.

12.01.2012

Hunted (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

An evil woman is dead set on killing me. I have foiled her plans numerous times and have run to far away places, but she always manages to find me. I am afraid to even sleep, because I'd be left open to attack.

My escape takes me to a cliff by a vast ocean. I believe I have just drowned the woman and that all of my troubles are over. As I am walking towards the forest across from the cliff, a huge form flies towards me. It is a vampire with enormous bat wings who has skin the color of red rocks. He is wearing nothing but a kind of loin cloth. "Look out!" he shouts at me, and I duck as he swoops over my head and attacks the woman who is somehow still alive.

When he is satisfied that she is dead, he picks me up and flies with me into the woods. It is an amazing experience, and I want to just keep flying around with him for as long as I can. However, all too soon we hear an eerie noise behind us. "How can this be?" the vampire asks, alarmed. "She's alive?" Suddenly realization strikes us both: the woman has turned into a vampire!!!

He sets me down and tells me to run; he'll hold her off for me while I get away. I do what he says, but it isn't long before the vampire lady is once again right at my heels. I hope the other vampire is alright...

I slide down a steep slope to get more ground between us, when I come across a small black dog. "We've got to run!" I tell the dog.

"No," she says. "I'll take care of her." I wonder how a dog her size is going to help in this situation at ALL, but to my surprise the woman seems terrified of her. She will not come near me while I'm standing behind the dog. Weird...

I look around and notice a camouflaged army truck parked nearby. "We can get away in that," I tell the dog. She agrees and we run to the truck. She sits beside me in the passenger seat and says I should look for money in the glove compartment. "I don't have time for that," I tell her, "and besides, I don't want to steal from soldiers, I just want to get out of here."

The good vampire shows up at this point and offers to drive. As we are speeding out of the forest, he asks how I got away from the woman. "This little black dog helped me," I say.

"Little black dog!?" the dog screetches, apparently offended at the term.

"Um, sorry?"

Odd Entertainment:
I was in an entertainment park, there were more people than in my average dreams but still less than in a real park. I was having fun on a stationary ride much like a wave swinger but going a lot higher, when the ride was over I just occasionally jumped the 40m down, someone apparently had a problem with me leaving the ride like that, but I told him to go se someone about it and wether anyone cares, so he just left me alone. In another part of that dream I was ridiculously hungry and I remember some unknown girl (maybe I was there with a group like a class etc.) buying some burgers for me but not finding me though I was always less than 20 meters around. She ended up throwing them away, turning around, seeing me and then running away crying. I was pretty annoyed at my potential free food and food wasted generally as well, not to mention I had no clue what was going on either. And went into one of the restauraints and tried to relax but some other people (probably out of this group) were making a ruckes and one of them poked me and got a threatening reaction from me. They gently left me alone for a moment and as I started to relax in the dream I woke up.

Bazillion years old:
I was outside, it was very cloudy and slightly dark already. Everything looked a bit blue due to the light. I had no clue were I was heading, the place looked remotely like my original town of birth but it was to much off, effectively leaving me not knowing were I was, just knowing I had some sort of target. Out of the grass this dude started to attack me, but I repelled him every single time, potentially injuring him all the time but while he couldn't do anything to me he wasn't eager to give up as well. He eventually told me how ridiculously old he was, something between 10^30 and 10^40 I think, the phrase alone was darn long. But I just tried to go on and kept on fending him off until the dream faded.

Devil Cat:
I was on some sort of huge wall, made out of stone and I could pretty much look down into the land. On the wall was a tower where I went up I think. The main part was about this cat, it was frustrated and told me that people were declaring it as some sort of devil (obviously meant in a negative way). I remember stroking the cat sometime afterwards, she was white with big black dots, and the black dots were a lot warmer than the white.