Thread: Lucid Files From Oneironaut's Matrix

09/03/2007
"Freddy vs. Oneironaut: Round Three"
I was in a college stadium. It was pretty much empty, besides a few people here and there. While walking through the bleachers, I began asking myself "...what the fuck am I doing in a stadium??" I was instantly lucid. I began running and jumping through the bleachers, doing these high jumps from level to level. Finally, I was at the very top level of the stadium. I ran forward and did this insanely high flip with a half-twist that carried all the way out over the bleachers, and into the middle of the football field. Before landing, I had intended to make the ground break under my feet (because that would have been dope), but all I got was a massive BOOOOOOOM, when I landed, which was pretty cool, in itself. There were some girls standing around on the sidelines, and I went to talk to them, but I don't remember our conversation.

Later, I was roaming around the campus, at night, and came to this section with a bunch of small buildings, close together. I got the feeling that someone was following me and could see someone's shadow lurking around, stalking me. I walked into an open alley and looked down in one direction. Freddy Krueger was standing there, in an arrogantly casual stance. Slowly, he started walking in my direction. Having been about fed-up with Freddy in my dreams, I decided we were going to have a little one-on-one. I held up my hand and visualized nails growing from them. They shot out of the ends of my fingertips, matching his, and I ran toward him, he running back at me. We clashed in the center and had this badass nail-to-nail fight. We were perfectly blocking and dodging everything the other was throwing, and whenever we would block, claws-to-claws, sparks were shooting out from between us. It was fuckin tight. Finally, he actually gave up! He said that I was damn good and that he respected me for my skills (I don't know whether he meant fighting skill or dream control skill, but I'll take it either way. Haha) and that he would now by my ally, and a sort of dream guide. (Freddy Kruger is my dream guide?? Badass. Lol.)

Some time later, I had lost lucidity, and was in one of the classrooms. I was suddenly rushed by campus police, having been framed for something I didn't do. They took me down into a sort of school jail, where a few more people were locked up. I saw that one of these cells had a door in it that was only about 2 feet high. It was more like a window than a door. The guards came in with another detainee and actually shoved him through the tiny opening, folding his body in half, backward, to fit him into the space. I was lucid again. I wanted to look around for Freddy, so I started phasing through the walls and going from room to room. He was nowhere to be found, though, so I decided to go straight up. I phased up as high as I could, until I passed through the roof and landed on top of it. Standing on the roof, I took the time to look at my hands - they were all green and wrinkled. (I actually did this more than once, but I can't remember when the other time was). Then, I went jumping from rooftop to rooftop, around the campus, which was a lot of fun. I landed in front of a sorority house type building, where there was a massive party going on. I went inside and joined in, and met somegirl that seems really familiar. Dunno who she was, though. Before long, we were making out up against a wall. Then, in a standing position, I pretty much just lifted one of her legs and we started going at it. I realized, after working her bra off that she had three tits (exactly like the chick in total recall. @ Moonbeam) even though her bra had only been built for two. Awkward as it was, it didn't stop us though, and we kept going at it. Sooner or later, though, something happened in the crowd that caused us to stop, but I can't remember what it was.


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09/13/2007
"If You Love Something..."
I was vacationing in Mexico, and at some theme park. I met this gorgeous girl there, and we started talking, obviously attracted to each other. We spent the whole day hanging out with each other at the park, until I had to leave and we both just figured we'd probably never see each other again. Some looooooong time later, (months or a year, I can't remember). I'd taken a second trip to Mexico and that same theme park. I saw the same girl in the crowd, and we were both in shock. We were instantly crazy about each other, like it was fate that we'd just happened to be there, on the same day, again. Again, we were inseparable as we went through the theme park. I remember one haunted house where I put on a pair of boxing gloves and was (play)fighting off all of the monsters and ghosts. I had a brief stint of lucidity in this haunted house but I kept feeling myself beginning to wake up, so I decided to just relax and focus on the content of the dream. It took me a few moments, but things became more solid, and my lucidity faded.

[Aside: One year, when my friends and I went to Halloween Horror Nights, at Universal Studios, I had bought one of those fake lightsabers and was going around harassing all of the monsters, like I saw some sort of demon hunter. Haha. I think I may do that again, this year, if we go. Anyway, back to the dream...]

So we spent the day together and (strangely enough, my ex and her husband were there, and hanging out with us) it was already night time. The park was closing and they were starting to kick everybody out. We got out to where all the cars were parked, and she was leaving on a bus. As the bus was about to pull off, I was talking to her through the window and (finally) pulled out my cellphone and asked her for her number. She was telling me her number just as the bus was beginning to pull away and as I was trying to put it into my phone, I realized that my phone was all fucked up. I tried to go to the phonebook area, where I can put numbers, and pulled up a game of solitaire instead. I tried to back out of that and went to another game, and then to an options screen, and then to an illegible screen with a whole bunch of random characters all over it. It was PISSING ME OFF, and the girl's bus was leaving. I was tried to keep up with it long enough for her to repeat her number, while I tried to get to my phonebook, but the bus ended up pulling away before I was able to get the damn thing to work.

09/20/2007
"Failed Trip to LucidRage"
I'd gone to sleep set-up for an attempt to visit Conisag's LucidRage Island. I was focusing on the pictures on my screen while my eyes got heavy, listening to the nocturnal sounds of the jungle.
Once I started dreaming, I could see the jungle, and the various shots of the island setting that I'd put up as an outline for LucidRage. The pictures, though, were actually moving as if they were in real life. I was as a disembodied spirit just watching these different shots from various parts of "the Island" (shots that are, again, made up of many different pictures from different settings), and the trees were swaying, the water was actually waving in the oceans. On some of the pictures, I have characters that I might find on LucidRage and some of these characters were present in the dream, actually moving around their scenes as if they were really there. Even though I could see them, I could feel my dettachment from the scenes. These images were more hypnogogic imagery, I believe, than actual dreams in deep sleep.

Sooner or later, I "woke up" in a false awakening. I actually had no idea I had fallen asleep because it felt like I was still laying down, trying to doze off. What got me up was the fact that, everytime I would try to go to sleep, I would feel this rocking sensation, like I just couldn't sit still, and my body was rocking involuntarily. No matter what position I moved in, after I'd gotten still I would still feel like I was rocking back and forth. Finally, it got so annoying that I got up and went to the computer. It was still dark out and the only light was coming from the monitor.

I can't remember what exactly it was that tipped me off, but I started to suspect that I was still asleep. I looked across my desk and had a pile of paper stacked up on it. Focusing a little bit, I was able to lift one of the pages into the air with my mind. Finally I realized I was dreaming. The very first thing I did was look at my hands, to try to buy myself a little more "lucid time" and stabilize the dream. My fingers were really wrinkled, and my middle finger was extremely wide, around the tip. It stuck out from the sides like the eyes of a hammerhead shark. I immediately thought about the LucidRage Island, and started plotting out how I was going to get there (which is probably something I should have done while I was awake ) Standing in the middle of the room, I tried spinning. I spun around in place, thinking of one of the photos I'd picked as the inside of the mansion that Conisag said was on the island. I could barely see it, between the blurs of my rotation, but it just wasn't coming in clear at all. Finally, fearing waking up, I stopped spinning and thought of something else.

I walked over to my bed and jumped up on it. I kept feeling myself wobble like I couldn't stand up straight. Trying to ignore it, I jumped up and tried to phase through the ceiling and directly into the LucidRage Island scene. I couldn't get through the ceiling, though, and just got a bunch of "static" like when you get stuck in a wall on a video game, and the image on the screen just jumped over and over. Finally, I stopped trying, and landed on my bed again. I stepped down off the bed and then walked toward my room door. (Obviously I had completely forgotten that the LucidRage game is supposed to start at a pier at the front of the island, and was just trying to show up inside of the mansion that is on the Island.) I visualized the mansion room that I had in mind, and tried to make it appear on the other side of the door. When I opened the door, I had just started to see the room that I was trying for. I could see the desk and the windows with the jungle behind it (it's actually This picture). But, the more I opened the door, the more out of focus the room became. The dream was beginning to unravel itself (probably because I was getting too excited). By the time I started trying to get control, it was too far gone, and completely vanished.


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I went absolutely insane with WILDs this morning. I know this post is going to be ridiculously long (my notes, alone, took up half a page) but Damn, talk about a crazy night.

09/21/2007
Dream Two:
"LucidRage Run-Around"
Part One:
WOW. What a fuckin adventure I had this morning. Most importantly, I have never been any good at WILD. I would try all the frikken time and would do nothing but fall asleep...I had (as far as I can remember) FOUR WILD's this morning!!!

[Edit: I did take some B6 and melatonin before bed. I'm sure that helped. I also know I'm leaving a lot of detail out of these. The whole experience was just so freaking long, collectively. I'm surprised I was able to remember what I have, after waking up and going back to sleep so many times.]

It began with a false-awakening. I was back in my old room and there wasn't much furniture or electronics in it. Jesse and Bruce were there, as if they'd stayed the night. Jesse was on the phone, and since I was laying down on my stomach, Bruce came and sat on my back so I couldn't get up, just screwing around. Finally, Jesse - whispering all covertly walks somewhat out of the room, and Bruce gets up and starts to go follow him. I get up and immediately start getting suspicious of things. For 1: Jesse and Bruce both live in Cali. I had a pretty good idea of what time I'd gone to bed, and decided to try something. I said, "Hey, Bruce...what time is it?" waiting to evaluate his answer. I knew that I, myself had no true idea of what time it was, so, if he was a DC it'd be interesting to see whether or not he came up with a realistic answer. There was suddenly a clock in the room that I hadn't seen before. Seeming a bit timid, he looked over at the clock and looked, guiltily back at me and said "Uhhh....tennnnnnfffmmfmfphph" while 'discretely' fake-coughing into his hand. I knew this was because I had him stumped and, since the time probably wasn't real, he wouldn't know what to say. I laughed at his reply and said "Hahaha...come again?" He just looked at me, smirked, and gave me the finger. He knew I knew I was dreaming.

Without offically confirming it, I turned and looked at my hands. At first, they were a little wrinkled, but nothing really out of the ordinary. But, then, I tried to see them deformed, and two fingers suddenly melted into one finger with two fingertips. Yup. I was definitely dreaming. As soon as I figured this out, I could feel my feet slowly, involuntarily, leaving the ground. I had to exert some control to get myself just to stay on the floor. Immediately, I tried to figure out how I was going to reach the LucidRage Island, again. My first thought was to try opening a door to it, like I'd tried on my last attempt. I opened my room door, and it was just the regular house. I went all through the house, opening doors and triying to even just a hint of the inside of the mansion on LR, but got nothing. I remember that once I stopped to look at the detail of the wood, trying that as an alternative to looking at my hands, to keep the dream in focus. I even ran my fingers down it and felt the texture.

I continued opening doors and then came to my front door. When I opened it, my buddy Mike was pulling up in his car. He actually pulled it onto my front porch, instead of just my driveway, which is impossible, given the size of the opening. Quickly, I closed the door. I had better things to do and really didn't want to get caught up with another DC. I walked back down my hallway and as soon as I got the thought that "...what if just that front door doesn't keep him out? He is a DC, afterall," my bathroom door opens up, right in front of me and Mike walks nonchalantly out going "Heeeeeeyy, Greg! What's up, man?! How's it goin??" I sidestepped from the hallway and into my room. He obviously had me cornered, and came in and just started to "blah blah blah blah." So, as he ran his mouth, I simply jumped sideways toward the wall and phased through it.

Now outside, I was trying to think of another way to conjure up the island. I figured that, maybe if I could surround myself with enough trees, and could fool myself into making the rest of the jungle appear around me. So, I went flying around the neighborhood, trying to find some dense trees. I flew for quite a while and couldn't find a damn thing. All of the houses only had small shrubs and single trees around them, and even the old ditch - where there is probably enough high grass to pull it off - was suddenly crawling with alligators. Lucid or not, I really didn't feel like wrestling any alligators right now. I noticed that there were a lot of people outside, just doing their own thing. Some of which made sense, like mowing the lawn. Others made completely no sense, like some little toddler who was riding a tri-cycle in the mud and grass of the alligator-infested ditch. I also noticed small wooden decks in the ditch that were never there in real life. I'm sure it was because I had LucidRage's dock/pier on my mind. The last thing I remember, while flying, is hearing some woman searching around for a guy, calling out his name. I ended up waking up shortly after that.

Part Two:
I never got up, and decided to give it another try, so I found another position and started dozing back off. I wasn't even trying to WILD, but I felt myself fall deep into the vibratory state of sleep paralysis. I tried to gently move my arm, to gauge how strong the sleep paralysis was, and shocked when it moved with such ease. I did this with my other arm and it moved just as easily. Finally, I lifted my entire upperbody - which was light as a feather - and I could instantly tell that I had just WILDed!!

I got up and walked over to the computer. The images were still slide-showing across the screen, as they were when I'd gone to sleep. So, I decided to sit down at the computer and focus on the images, figuring I could actually draw myself into them, and manifest the jungle around me. It took me a while to realize that I could no longer see the edges of the computer screen. I had pulled myself into one of the environments on the screen - one of the jungle scenes. I'd begun walking through the trees, trying to find the dock, which is the starting point for the game, but woke up again, while doing that.

Part Three:
I turned over onto my stomach and, after a little while, the bed seemed more like a cloud than a mattres. I had WILDed again. I wondered if I could sort of "drop in" on the dock to the Island of LucidRage, so I pushed downward, and sank into the bed. After falling through a brief, black void. I was suddenly spit out onto some grass. I picked myself up and realized that I had only been dumped right outside my house.

I started flying around again, trying to think. Every now and then, I would land on a rooftop to gather my thoughts and look at my hands to try to keep the dream from fading. I figured that maybe I could try simply teleporting to the island, so I thought of the dock, and what it would look like. Then I sort of "blinked" and tried to appear there, but ended up getting stuck in the wall of the house that was right in front of me, and the image kept jumping. I closed my eyes and tried to visualize my way out of it, so I could appear somewhere else, when I opened them. I pulled my eyes open but, unfortunately, yanked open my waking world eyes and woke myself up.

Part Four:
I shifted just a little and lay still. The vibrations came on very quickly. I was soon able to just sit up, knowing that I was back in the dream state. I was surprised at how easily it seemed to transition now, after having struggled with WILD for almost two years. I was pretty annoyed at how hard this was becoming, and just jumped straight up through the roof. I hovered above my house for a little while and just figured I'd try flying to the island, and maybe it would appear over the horizon. I shot off in one direction, flying over all the houses at an unimpressive speed. Flying over the ditch, I was already pretty pissed, because this was getting nowhere. I looked down at the ditch and saw a fat alligator floating along, minding his own business. Just for kicks, I put my hand out and picked up the alligator with telekinesis, as I few over him. I flicked my hand one way and slung him through the air, slamming him into somebody's garage door and denting the shit out of it. Finally, I tried to turn up the juice and began flying much faster, but whenever I'd take my eyes away from what's directly in front of me, I would slow down, or start to sink.

I kept soaring over these buildings, and it seems that the lands were getting broken up by large patches of water. The cities I was flying over were, steadily, turning into islands. I figured that this just might actually work. I flew down lower, having to slow down so I could actually check out what was on the islands, because I was looking for one with nothing but jungle. It never failed, though - every single island/town I flew over was full of people and houses, and the occassional small patch of forest. The scenery, though, was becoming more and more exaggerated. These buildings were suddenly turning into huge castles and, video-game type buildings. Many of them actually came straight out of theme parks, as there was one oversized building devoted to Disney (which was shaped like a cartoon-proportioned Cinderella's Castle), and one that seemed to have the face of Super Mario carved into stone. There was also a huge hedge that was cut into the shape of Bugs Bunny, that I flew over. This place was full of some of the craziest scenery I had ever seen, and all of the buildings were HUGE. Really, it was like walking through a theme park as a kid, while all of these carved, sculpted and intricate buildings with their own sort of "personas" tower around you.

As I was flying, it felt like something was propelling me along - like I was 'standing' on something that was actually pushing me forward, instead of just flying on my own power. I actually moved my foot and could feel the edges of it. It was like a small disc or something. It felt really strange so I switched it up and started flying more like a DBZ character (head straight forward, biceps curled, fists out to the side) and found this a little more comfortable. I found it easier to control my movements, and was able to strafe left and right, in mid-air and, getting a little braver (because I hate large bodies of water in my dreams), I free-fell down toward the water and then hit the brakes right before touching it, zooming off in the same direction I was going. Flying over these towns really was like a video game. They just kinda appeared and got a little clearer, as they came toward me. But, not matter what, they were always inhabited. At some point, I landed on a high rooftop in the center of another town. (My notes say I looked at my hands again, here, but I don't remember doing it anymore) I do remember a mechanical pencil falling out of my pocket (random? yes) and falling off of the edge of the building. Some guy that was walking by picked it up, looked at me and said "HA HA Thanks for the pencil!" and put it in his shirt pocket. I stuck out my hand and, with TK, ripped the pencil back out of his pocket and caught it as it flew up to me. It shocked me at how fast it was, and it was drawn to my hand like a magnet. For the hell of it, I jumped off of that building, hit the ground with a BOOOM, and then started flying again. I could hear one of the townspeople calling me "Mr. Powerlevel," sarcastically, because I was doing a lot of DBZ-inspired manuevers.

After a while, I started getting bored. This whole flying to ILR thing was becoming futile. So, naturally, I started looking around for someone to have sex with. Haha. Might as well not make these WILDs complete wastes, right? Lol. But - just my luck - I couldn't find one attractive person. It's just like all the beautiful women just disappeared off the face the earth, at the same time. I flew around for a while and finally saw someone I recognized, my old friend Teri. She was talking to someone at the time. I dropped down beside them and asked her if she wanted to come flying. She took my hand and I pulled her up into the air. Deciding to hold off on the whole sex thing, I went looking for ILR some more, with her. We passed more of the big, exaggerated buildings and one of these turned out to be some military building. It had a bunch of missiles and gun barrells sticking out of it (again, these were all exaggerated, so the missiles were each about the size of the space shuttle, and the gun barrells were just ridiculous). Something told me we were getting close to ILR (don't ask me why. I dunno). Up ahead, I could see a harbor with a bunch of guys loading up these Small, one or two-man boats, dressed in rags and hats, like they were getting ready ride up the Amazon or something. My interest was suddenly peaked, and I figured they were probably going to the island I was looking for. Teri was suddenly gone, and I tried following these guys as they moved away from the inhabited island we were just on. I tried, at first, to land on one of their boats, but I couldn't manuever that precisely. So, instead of having to worry about missing and ending up in the water, I decided to just fly above them.

We went out into open ocean and, ahead, this Huge, ominous island was coming into view. I could see a massive mountain range around the outside of it, and plenty of dense jungle. I figured that this had to be it. I sped up and left them behind, anxiously watching the island come more into view. I arced up over one of the walls of mountains and looked down into a valley - only to see...Houses. Big, Massive houses and buildings, that were nearly as exaggerated as the others.

I landed on a huge church and thought I'd just do the tasks, instead. Then I realized I didn't know what they were. I remember pulling out a card that had the "tasks" written on them, but they were all fucked up. It said the basic and advanced tasks were to summon these old biblical characters, one of which had a name started with an A and was real long. The other was like "Durdd" or something like that. (I don't think they were even real characters - just nonsense names). I knew I had no idea who these guys was. I figured I'd try to get to ILR one time time and was going to jump through the church, down into the floor, hoping to "drop in" to IRL, by teleporting. But, when I jumped through the building...I got stuck in the fucking wall again and woke up.

Part Five:
It was daylight out, and it was Hell trying to get back to sleep. Once my body wants to get up, it's usually hard to get back to rest. I would feel myself slipping in and out of consciousness but, every few seconds, I would lose all HI and be completely awake again. After a few minutes, the vibrations came back, and my body was asleep again. Dreaming, I sat up in bed and walked outside. I'd started flying again but was seeing nothing but the same, weird, scenery loop as the last time. I landed, feeling pretty fucking defeated, and started talking to a DC. I was telling him about my failing attempts to find ILR and, in the middle of our conversation, another idea hit me. I remembered the whole "turn around and imagine who/whatever you're trying to summon is behind you." I figured that, where I had been going wrong, in teleporting, is by closing my eyes and giving myself a higher chance of waking up, and trying to go through walls. So, I just made the affirmation that, when I turn around, I will be standing on the dock. I turned around in place and, like clockwork, I was standing on a rickety pier, starting into a path that lead into a deep jungle. I stood there thinking "no fucking way it was that easy."

I turned around again and the entire city had vanished. I was now completely surrounded by what I would figure ILR's pier would look like, and I was standing on the very end of it, facing the open ocean. I looked down at my feet and could see something stirring in the water. Soo...I figured it was a good time to get off of the pier. I ran down the length of it and into the jungle.

After a few meters...I came to a souvenir shop.

This was obviously a theme park of some sort, but I was holding out hope that I could get to an open jungle. I walked toward a hallway that was obviously for taking people through the park. It was the only way in, so I started off that way. As I was going in, a pair of heavy doors opened in front of me, and I heard an ominous "Mwuauahahaha" over a loudspeaker, while heading toward a darkened hallway. (Living in the Theme Park Capital of the World certainly has its draw-backs. I've got too much theme park content floating around in my head.) I couldn't see the end of the hallway, and there were a lot of people coming and going, so I decided to fly through the halls, instead of walking. I navigated them quickly, slipping over and around people, until I came to a junction...and a restaurant. Some kids came out of the restaurant and were telling their dad about how shitty the food was, and his dad was just like "Well, if you dont' like it, don't eat it."

I kept going, but everywhere I went just came to another junction or small rooms, funnelling off into yet more hallways. There was no open jungle around here anywhere. Getting more pissed, I started going down another hall. Some fat lady was in the way and I tried to move her with TK, but appropriately enough, her hair was the only thing that moved. I started getting more annoyed and began flying down the hall as fast as I could, phasing through people. Finally, I could see daylight up ahead, and I shot out of the hallway.

...I was in the middle of a city. ..Again. x2

I don't remember doing it, but my notes say I asked someone how the hell I was supposed to get to the Island of LucidRage (what's so funny is that I'm just now realizing how appropriate a name that is, considering what the hell I'd been going to on all these islands. Ironically, it's perfect. Lol.). The DC told me that there was a tunnel that would take me underground, under the entire city, under the ocean, and straight to the actual island, and he pointed to a set of stairs which led down into what looked like a subway terminal. Thinking to myself, I wished I had a motorcycle. The second I thought about it, somebody in traffic comes by on a dirt-bike. Using TK, I pushed him off of his bike and ran over to it. Picking up, I jumped on an gunned the engine, and hopped it down the flight of stairs, into the tunnel. While speeding through the tunnel toward (allegedly) the island, I woke up.

I was about fed-up and was done trying, but damn what a crazy experience! I've always had so much trouble with WILD and a couple of those just came so easily. I may have failed at trying the LucidRage thing, but I'd say that's a pretty big milestone for me. Hopefully I can do them again in the future, with just as much ease!

10/03/2007
Dream Two:
"Basic Task Attempt"
The first thing I remember of this one is being in an execution chamber. Some guy was about to be put to death for some sort of crime, and I was one of the people in the "audience." (Is that what the call the groups of people watching this kinda thing?) Instead of sitting, I was kinda walking around the chamber. Near the opening to the chamber, I remember seeing this strange, black-shrouded figure just standing there, looking into the chamber. It looked like death, himself, but I couldn't tell because I could only see the figure from the side and the hood was pulled up over his/head.
In another small corner/room, somewhere near the chamber, a woman had followed me in. Before I even knew what was going on, she came up to me and started seducing me. It was somewhat dark in the room and there seemed to be a shadow over her face. It didn't take her long to win me over and, soon enough, we were making out pretty heavily in the small room. As things were heating up, I wanted to get a better look at her and so I planted her back up against the wall where a light was coming in through the window. When I looked up, I saw that she was probably 65 years old or so.

Instantly, I could tell by her expression that she was hurt by my surprise at how old she was, and knew that I was probably not going to let this go any further. All of a sudden, the realization came to me. I smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, we can do something about that. This is just a dream, anyway." I put both hands above her forehead, saying "Let's try to bring you back a few years," and slowly brushed my hands down the front of her face. As they moved lower, I could tell that it had worked. She now seemed between about 19 and 23 or so, with short, purple and blonde streaked hair. She smiled at me and we continued to go at it. I pulled her away from the wall and slide around behind her, embracing her with one hand up her shirt, and one down the front of her pants, kissing the side of her neck.
I heard something outside and looked at the windows that surrounded the room on three sides. There was a huge group of people out there watching us. They started banging on the windows, obviously pissed off, yelling things like "Hey!! What are you doing in there??!" and "Get away from her you alien!!" (Whatever the hell that meant ) They had flashlights and kept shining them in our faces. We kept screaming at them to leave us alone, but they wouldn't leave. Finally, I got pissed off and stepped away from the girl for a second. I put up my fists in front of me and screamed "rrrrraaaaaaahhhh!!" pushing energy outward. All the glass windows shattered outward and knocked everyone outside on their asses, like I was a bomb that had just gone off. Even the girl in the room with me ducked and covered.

The sound of raining glass subsided and the crowd got back on their feet. I thought they would have left us alone, but they came back and kept yelling at us through the window. They said the cops were coming and we were going to get in trouble. I told the girl just to forget about them, because this was my dream anyway. Just as we started making out again, more flashlights appeared, attached to taser guns. Two cops had showed up and were ordering us out of the room. Finally, fed up, I said "Fine. You want me to come out there?" I left the girl in the room and flew out through the window. The cops kept telling me to get on the ground or they were going to taser me and I said something like "You guys just have no idea what you're dealing with here, do you?" I held up one hand and pointed at one cop's taser gun. Flicking my wrist, I made him point the taser at his partner and shoot him in the chest. No electricity ran through it, though. The guy pulled the prongs out of his chest and they both turned on me and fired. The prongs stuck in my chest and they felt like staples. Again, though, no electricity ran through them. What really hurt, though, was when I tried to pull them out. It was like they had reverse-hooks in them, like arrowheads, and tore at the skin when I had to yank them out. The cops kept firing them at me again, so I started to fly backward. I saw a power-line hanging over them and I mentally made on of the cops turn and fire his taser up at the power-line, trying to electrocute him. Again, there was no exchange of electricity. I didn't feel grounded in this dream, though, and it was beginning to unravel, so I decided to ditch the cops and fly away, before I woke up from trying to concentrate too hard.

I landed in front of a house in the neighborhood and remembered the haunted house task. The house looked more homely than haunted, and there was a porch light on, which definitely ruined the affect, so I turned around and faced the other way, trying to see if I could make it transform by the time I turned back around to look at it. While I was looking the other way, some guy ran up to me and said that the cops were chasing him, too, and asked if he could hide out with me. I said yeah and turned back around to the house. It hadn't changed. I thought that maybe I could simply change the inside into a spooky house. Reaching around behind me, I visualized my patented Ghostbusters Proton Blaster and swung it around in front of me. It was very faint and unsolidified, but it was there. I opened the front door and found...a normal house. There were a bunch of kids roaming around as I went from room to room. I opened one door and a couple in bed jumped at the sight of my gun and covered themselves up with the blankets, defensively. I left them alone and walked up into the attic, hoping to find something haunting around up there. After a while in the dark, I was disappointed to have encountered nothing. I phased back down through the floor and went to go find another house. On the way out, I tried to phase through the front wall but ended up running into it, instead. I tried again and, as I went through the wall, everything went black. I could feel myself waking up, so I completely relaxed and just tried to visualize the outside of the house. Soon, I was back on the porch, having more "teleported" to the front of the house, rather than gone through the wall.

I was getting really frustrated at how unstable my dream and control were, so I decided to just go flying for a while, as things weren't looking really promising on the whole "Haunted House" front. As I was flying down the street, I looked at my hands and they were wavy but, in the night, I really couldn't see much detail. I looked up at the sky, thinking about trying to fly into space, because, with all the instability, I really couldn't see this dream lasting much longer. I was just about to fly toward the moon when I heard some kid screaming hysterically "Mommy, mommy, I killed Daddy! He's Dead! He's Dead!!" I thought to myself that the kid's dad's ghost might be roaming around, so I went and landed right beside him. I said, "you killed your daddy? Where? Show me?" He said, "over there! He's dead!!" and pointed to an unlit house across the street. I immediately flew to the house and followed the sidewalk around to the front door. Sitting on the porch was an old man slouched over in a chair. From what I could see, it looked like he was missing an eye, but it was hard to tell in the dark. The guy suddenly stirred in his seat and groaned a little. He sat up and looked in my direction. Off to the side, I heard the kid, still screaming hysterically "You're supposed to be dead!! You're supposed to be dead!!!" like he was just as upset that his dad was alive, as he was when he thought he was dead. That's when I realized that, since the guy had been sitting outside, I wouldn't have completed the task anyway, because it was to go into a haunted house. So, still frustrated, I tried to pull out my Proton Blaster again and give the guy a good zap for getting my hopes up. It didn't really materialize, though, and the best I could do was kinda point my fingers at him and make a fake gun noise with my mouth.

He obviously didn't think it was funny, though, because the last thing I remember was him responding to that by getting out of his chair and kicking me in the nuts.
...Mean old bastard.

The dream then faded and I sat in a void for a little bit, having felt myself waking again, and tried to relax myself back into the dream. It never happened, though, and I opened my eyes and got out of bed.

10/05/2007
"LD at Kellen's"
I was at my old friend's house in Houston. Don't remember too much about this one, but I know that there was another family staying with us (besides my friend's). There were two kids in this family, and I was in charge of keeping an eye on them while their folks were out. Sometime during that period, I was walking down the hallway, toward the living room. While I was doing this, I looked at the wall and thought of wall-running (which is something that often goes through my imagination, in waking life). Instinctively, I decided to try it, as soon as I thought of it (as if my imagining it suddenly made me jump into it). I jumped sideways, onto the wall, and ran across it, down the length of the hallway. Everything moved in slow-motion, as if I was moving underwater. When I landed on the floor, on the far side, I knew I was dreaming.
I walked out into the living room just as the kids' parents came home. The mother asked where her son was, and I couldn't find him at first. We then heard noise coming from the fireplace, and I could see his legs dangling from within, as if he'd tried to crawl up the fireplace and gotten stuck. Obviously still, somewhat, attached to the dream, I quickly busted through the bricks in the fireplace and broke him out. Even though she was glad to have her son safe, the mother was freaking out about the damage that I did to her fireplace. I told her it was ok, because I was dreaming, and that I could fix it. I then pointed at the fireplace and moved my hand around a few times, visualizing the bricks realligning himselves, and they did. The fireplace was, soon, right back to normal.

Don't really remember anything past that, at this point.

10/09/2007
Dream Two:
"Neighborhood Watch"
I was walking across the ditch behind my old neighborhood, heading out to the road. My car was there, and had obviously broken down the night before. I had walked home, then, and decided to come back out, today, to check it out. While I was checking my car, another car pulled up behind me. This really cute chick gets out and offers to give my car a jump, to see if that would fix the problem. She tried to start her car and, at first, it wouldn't start either. It took her a moment, but she got hers started and began running the power to my battery. While we waited, we were talking, and I discovered she had this really defensive tone, like she didn't want me to get near her. Since we were pretty much alone in a field, off a dirt road, we ended up leaving her car running, to jump mine, and started walking around a little bit to continue our talk.

I was trying to keep things friendly, and even flirted with her a little bit, playfully nudging her with me arm, but even though she seemed nice, she winced when I got close and told me to keep my hands to myself. I stopped and asked her why she was so bitter. She said it was because guys like me usually ridicule her and tease her for "sounding white" (she was black, btw), and that she wasn't going to let me get close to her because I was probably just like all the other black guys she's met. I had to laugh at that. I told her that I can relate. I said, "Shit, I get that all the time. I grew up around a white majority. My best friend of 12 years is white. I was one of the only black guys in my platoons for 3 years of ROTC. Most of the people I chill with are white. You don't think I get flack for it, by ignorant people who just aren't exposed to that side? That's nothing new." She looked shocked for a moment, but then broke into a warm smile.

She was instantly infatuated with me, and we continued walking, a little closer than before. Suddenly, just as things were starting to go well, I looked around and got the feeling that something just wasn't right. There were no other clues, besides the fact that the situation just didn't feel right, but I realized I was dreaming. I didn't say anything at first, but she started talking and ended up implying that she'd like to go out with me. Somewhat disappointed, (but not really, because I was now lucid) I told her that that wouldn't be possible. She asked why, and I told her it was because I was dreaming, and she wasn't real. Of course, she was confused at this. I tried to explain it to her, but she just wasn't grasping it. Finally, I said "Watch," and I went over to the nearest tree. I gave it a karate chop, down at the base, and the entire tree came crashing down. She stared, wide-eyed, and asked how I did that. I said "I told you. None of this is real, including you." She felt a little disconcerted, and we kept walking. We came upon an older man in a painter's uniform, standing next to my old friend's house. I nodded to him, and he just stared us down. Walking passed, I saw that there was another guy with him, walking into GV's house...and he was carrying a gun. Instantly, I knew these guys were robbing GV's house at gunpoint. I smiled a little and told the chick to hang back a little bit and I'd be right back.

I walked over to the porch and looked over the fence. From the back room window, I saw GV's family held at gunpoint, through a ripple in the blinds. One of the "painters" came out, carrying something. In the most innocent, childish voice, I said "Heeey, guys (knowing there were at least two of them). What'cha dooooiiiiin??" with the silliest, mischievous grin on my face. He said something like "How about you mind your own damn business?" as he walked passed me. I gave him a snappy comeback and implied that I knew they were robbing my friend's house. He got pissed and turned around raising his handgun in my direction. Still lucid, I just laughed in his face. I said something like "Now what do you plan to do with that? Seriously, you have no idea what's going on here. Go head, man. I'll give you a free shot," and I urged him on with a with a few flicks of my fingers. He shot me once in the chest and it felt like someone threw a small rock at me. I just kept smiling. He raised the gun again and shot me once in the throat. That one kind of hurt (very little), but it was just a weird place to get shot, so I found it kind of uncomfortable, but I didn't show any change of expression. He raised the gun even higher, to my face. Just as he pulled the trigger, I reached my hand up and covered the front of the barrel. The bullet lodged in the barrel and jammed his gun. I laughed as the guy smacked the barrel with his other hand and forced the disfigured bullet out. Looking back up at me, I could tell he was scared shitless.

His partner suddenly came to the door behind me, yelling "What the Hell is going on out here?!" I turned to him and said "Your friend out here is wasting bullets! Those things cost money, ya know!" and had a good laugh. The other guy raised his gun at me, also, and I ran toward him, jumping over the small fence onto the elevated porch. While I was in mid-air, he fired a shot right into my chest, but it had no affect. I landed on the porch in front of him, and started walking forward, grinning. He fired once or twice more and I just reached out and snatched the gun out of his hand. His jaw dropped and he started shaking. he screamed out something like "A Devil!! You're a DEVIL!!" and ran passed me, toward the door. I laughed and stepped out after him, yelling "That's right! Runnn from the Devil!!" and fired a few wild shots in their direction as they scrambled off. The girl had been watching the whole thing from close-by, completely frozen with awe. I turned back inside the house and went to go free my friend's family, but the dream began to unravel as I walked through the living room. I tried to stop and focus, but it was too far gone.

I woke up after that, but damn, I love completely owning the badguys. That's always such a great feeling.

10/11/2007
Dream One: (pt 2)
"Gun Kata"
I was upstairs in the girl's two-story apartment. Walking down the hallway, toward her stair case, I suddenly stopped and wondered how I'd gotten there. I looked around and wondered if this was a dream but (even after waking up from a long period of sleep, and going back to sleep) everything was just so vivid. So solid. I looked down at my hands, and they looked just fine. I felt the banister, and it was just as solid as anything I've ever felt. I thought about jumping down the stairs, but figured that wouldn't be the best idea, until I was sure. Then, I tried something that I dont' think I've ever tried before, the nose-plug RC. I plugged my nose and inhaled. To my surprise, I could breathe! I thought I'd done something wrong, and maybe didn't fully cover my nostrils, so I squeezed my nose even harder, and inhaled. It was like my hand wasn't even there. I was definitely dreaming.

I went to the top stair and jumped off of it, trying to clear all the stairs at once. When I landed, everything was still so damned vivid, that it actually hurt a little bit, and I stumbled and nearly fell to the ground, but I realized that, had this been waking life, I would have seriously injured myself, so I was even more sure I was dreaming. I walked outside, and the same awesome car I had been driving in the first "half" of this dream was still in the parking lot, and there was a police car parked beside it. As I was getting in the car, the police radio sounded and I could hear dispatch say that there was some huge gang bust going down, and that all units needed to respond. Being lucid, I thought this sounded like fun.

The cops hauled ass to this spot, and I was right there behind them. It was another apartment complex. (Why are there so many apartment complexes in my dreams?) I just followed them in, on foot, and we came upon a HUGE firefight in a courtyard. Everybody was dressed up in suits, and it was just a few cops vs. some upscale crime syndicate like the Yakuza. Everybody had automatic weapons, and it was just a crazy amount of gunfire all over the place. Without missing a beat, I took the side of the cops (they were seriously outnumbered), and walked into the middle of the battlefield. I can't even remember what I said to the gang, but I suddenly draw all of their fire on me.

(This has to have been one of the coolest things I've done, while lucid, yet.) As all of these guns started shooting at me, I started spinning around and flailing my arms in a kung-fu motion, moving left right, up down, corkscrew flipping and ducking side to side, in rapid succession. While doing this, I tried to take my mind off of the bullets, and act like they weren't even there. The illusion created was that I dodged every single bullet that was shot at me, aside from one that I felt graze my hand but cause no pain. What I'd fallen into was an exaggeratedly-acrobatic version of UltraViolet's GunKata, and it was fucking awesome. Even though I was trying not to think about the bullets hitting me, I could hear them whizzing around my head, while I continued to move erradically, as fast as possible. At some point, someone started using a glowing disc as a weapon. They'd throw it at me and I would flip out of the way, and it would pretty much just ricochet all over the battlefield and kill a whole bunch of people, inadvertently. One thing that motivated me to keep moving was thinking of Spider-Man and the way he moves and the last thing I remember doing is jumping off of the ground, over the glowing disc, and landing, horizontally, on a wall, standing on it as if it were the ground and looking down at the body-littered battlefield, as the cops now had the advantage, and were taking out the last few of the gang memebers.

Absolutely incredible experience.
I woke up and it was daylight. I came to the PC to jot down some dream notes and decided to see if I could squeeze an extra hour or so of sleep in.

10/13/2007
Had a multivitamin before bed.

Dream Two:
"Advanced Task Completed!"
This one started with me at my computer. I'd downloaded some strange "3D Software" that let you rotate the camera views on video files as if they were in 3D space. For instance, I started watching The Matrix and, during every scene, I was able to move the camera angles around, in real time, so I could watch any part of the movie from any angle. It was awesome. Anyway, my buddy Mike came over, even though it was like 11:30 at night. He just showed up and mom got out of bed and let him in. He chilled for a while and I tried to show him this new software, but I couldn't find the Matrix movie. I then started looking around for other movies, but couldn't find any of them. After a while without finding any of my movie files, Mike ended up going home.

Later, I was watching TV, and there was a documentary on about a planet. It was a really weird planet that was shaped like a squared doughnut and had stripes running around it. The camera panned out from a really close view of the terrain, to a wide shot of the entire planet, and I soon noticed that I was no longer watching the TV, but I was as actually inside the program, and looking down at this planet from space. I instantly became lucid and floated there for a moment, looking at this odd planet. I figured I'd much rather be down on Earth so I figured I could fly down toward the planet and sort of "turn it into Earth" as I got closer to the ground. I flew down as fast as I could, breaking through the atmosphere and watching the ground begin to come into view. As it came closer, I saw it looking more and more like Earth. Soon I was coming down over a city scape, and the diving straight toward my house. I passed through the roof of my house and, before I knew it, I had landed in my room.

I remembered how I always had trouble flying into space, and figured that, since I came down from space so easily, I might be able to get back up there. I flew up and tried to rocket into space again, but I got stuck in the ceiling of my room. (DAMNIT I hate that.) I pulled myself back down and landed on my floor again. Trying to think of something to do, I suddenly remembered the Advanced Task, and my bathroom was right across the hall. I ran out of my room and into the bathroom, noticing, on my way there, that mom was sleeping on the couch with a blanket, which she never really does. I went in the bathroom and closed the door, looking in the mirror at my reflection which was, surprising, not deformed or disfigured. At first, I just asked it "Why do we dream?" and it just stood there and looked at me. It's lips never moved when mine did, and it just kinda looked at me, stoicly. I then remembered that I had to reach in the mirror and pull my reflection out, so I dipped my hands into the mirror, but I was feeling some resistance. It felt like the mirror was trying to solidify with my hands inside, and I couldn't get anything passed a few inches above my wrists into it. Curling my fingers around where I figured the back of my reflections head would be, I pulled back, trying to bring it out. I was only able to pull it out a little bit, to where the face was sticking out of the mirror by a few inches. I asked again, "Why do we dream?" Again, my reflection just stared at me, blankly, and blinked its eyes a few times. I got kinda frustrated and just let go, and the reflection snapped back into the mirror. I turned my head left and right and noticed that my ears were actually much smaller than they are in waking life.

Then, I heard my mom open my room door like she was snooping around, and this broke my focus. I lost lucidity, opening the door and saying "What are you doing?" She tried to explain something to me, and we got into an argument about privacy, but I forgot the dialog and the dream ended shortly after that.


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10/22/2007
Dream Three: FA
"Infestation"

I woke up in a false awakening. I looked over beside me and saw that I still had the bubble gum packet in my hand. I was like "WTF?! I brought this out of the dream world?!" (... ) I didn't even realize this to be a false awakening. I tore open the packet, thinking I would have some hashish, and found...chocolate. Nothing but little squares of chocolate. I was pretty pissed about that. I turned around to face the rest of my room and noticed that Twoshadows was there. She was sitting on the chair, watching TV. Again, I didn't even realize that this was weird, and we just started talking and watching the TV, as I continued to lay in the bed. Suddenly I felt this searing pain in my leg. It felt like a fire ant bite, but it was moving, traveling slowly around my leg. I reached down and smacked whatever it was, flicking it off of my leg. Looking down at the ground, I saw this tiny little dead black ant. I said to myself "there is no way that little thing caused that kind of pain. Black ants don't bite and ant bites are stationary, anyway." Just when I said this, I noticed something else on the floor, out of the corner of my eye. Before I could train my eyes onto what it was, I felt another searing pain in the palm of my hand. When I lifted my hand, there was this weird little, disc-shaped bug, with legs like tree roots and with green and orange markings on its back, walking across it. Everywhere its "feet" touched was like fire touching my skin. I freaked out and brushed the thing off of me. When I looked back at the floor, I saw 2 more, then 4 more. I felt another pain on my leg and jumped out of my bed. TS was on a chair that barely touched the ground, so I figured that she'd be alright for the short time that it took me to run to the bathroom and make sure these damn things weren't all over me.

In the bathroom, I brushed myself down with a towel, and found two of them. These two were easily 4 times the size of the other ones, and they were absolutely alien-looking. I smashed them both and looked at my hand and leg. I had these massive purple welts that were aready sticking up. I was still in some serious pain. I knew I had to get TS out of the room. Just when I stepped out of the bathroom, I heard her yell something like "Something just bit the Hell out of me!!" as she stepped out in the hallway, holding her arm. I said I didn't know what the hell these things were, but they were like nothing I've ever seen before. We both ran to the other side of the house. I was about to get some sort of pesticide from under the kitchen sink, when my mom came running out of her room, too, holding her arm and saying "Ahh...something just bit me!" Immediately, I these things were all over the house. I also knew that there was something wrong about this. As is customary for when I have time to think, during a dire situation such as this, I started wondering whether or not this was a dream. I didn't care about being lucid, or anything. I just wanted the pain to stop. I made a command to pull open my waking world eyes and woke myself up.

When I woke up, my palm still stung. My leg still stung. It actually took a little while before the pain to go away, which made me wonder whether or not I was still dreaming. I did a few reality checks, though, and the mental pain subsided. That dream was messed up, though. My skin has been crawling, the whole time I've been writing this journal entry.