Thread: Oneironaut's Matrix

Good Luck on getting the recall back up. I too find that when times are bad, just writing down the little fragments really helps to bring the dreams back again. It's like it shows your SC that the dreams are important enough to you to remember or something.

Originally Posted by Caradon

Good Luck on getting the recall back up. I too find that when times are bad, just writing down the little fragments really helps to bring the dreams back again. It's like it shows your SC that the dreams are important enough to you to remember or something.

Caradon! Always good to see you, man. Yeah, I agree. You have to sometimes kick-start your SC into prioritizing things. I have been remembering at least a few frags lately, so it's still there. The only thing I really have to work on is getting enough sleep, which I haven't been doing.

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Notes from last night (have more notes written on paper. Should be back tonight with an update)
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09/17/2009
-At work. Doing magic tricks. Trying to remember the "21" trick. Later, at a house. Ninja ambush. Awesome fighting. Was dodging everything, like bladed chains (a la Ninja Assassin) and swords and whatnot. Wall running up and around people and all kinds of flips. Fighting two ninjas at once on open floor. Back-handsprings away from attacker.



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I'm going to try and stay caught up in here more.

That was one really fun fragment with the Ninja's at least.

Oh, I've recently discovered the wonders of melatonin. I know you know all about that. I've seen you mention it a few times in here.

Ok. Massive update coming. This is just the first batch. Most are fragments, because I don't remember much, aside from my notes. But there will be a few full dreams in here.

07/24/2009
"Fuckin with Falcone"

I was with Todd and a bunch of other people, in some neighborhood. There were two good-looking girls in our group. Carmine Falcone (the mob boss from Batman Begins) controlled the entire area, and we were pretty much just walking around his turf, talking and shooting the shit. One of the girls did something strange, though very minute (I have no idea what it was, though), but it was enough for me to realize that I was dreaming. Just to confirm it, and took a piece of paper and threw it at the ground, then focusing my mind on it to cause it to levitate. Almost immediately after that, I sort of 'felt' a commotion overhead, and looked up. There was a firery wreckage of a passenger plane falling out of the sky. With nothing else to do, I flew up into the air to go 'save' the passengers. I couldn't get high enough, though, and kept feeling like my body was being weighed down. So, from where I was, I stretched my hand and again focused my mind, catching the plane from afar with telekinesis, and setting it to the ground.

Later, I had lost lucidity, and was going to a football game with my friends. While there, I had a pen and paper, and was thinking about drawing the whole stadium. Falcone had ended up catching up to us while we were back in the concession area, and he was trying to pressure us about something. I again remembered that I was dreaming, and that I was in control. In the middle of his tirade, I called upon telekinesis again and slung him across the hall, pinning his back to a wall with my mind. Grunting against his restraints, Falcone started spewing off about how he had men going for my family, and how I wouldn't get away with this and blah blah, but I just laughed at him. Instinctively, I turned to the crowd and pointed, saying "No you don't. Your two men are right there." And, sure enough, his two henchmen were standing right in the crowd, grinning comically and waving back at us. With control over the henchmen, I commanded them to kill Falcone while I went back to my friends. The last thing I remember is making out with one of the girls in our group.



07/29/2009
Fragment:
Was 'portalling' everywhere, staring at my objective, and suddenly being there. I used it inside and outside of a huge mansion. Used a lot of telekinesis, too. I don't remember whether or not I was lucid in this one, though.



07/31/2009
Fragment:
I was flown to a stadium on a campus. Instead of landing the plane, I just kind out of jumped out of it, and into the stands, so that I wouldn't have to wait. I met up with a bunch of my friends, including Josh, and we watched the game for a while. Afterward, we were out in the parking lot, and some drama happened where some guy was holding a little boy hostage. The cops were swarming all around, but nobody was able to get a good shot off. I, all of a sudden, had my car, and I pulled a pistol out of the glove compartment. Being parked really close to the scene, I drew down on the guy for a little while, until I was able to get a good shot from my angle, and I took him down.



08/10/2009
Fragment:
Chillin with BB and just flirting around in a back room. We got invited to a game and left some guy alone in the apartment with some other guy we knew was a deranged killer.



08/11/2009
Fragment:
Police or someone chasing me through town. All kinds of acrobatics to reach the belltower of building. Later, I was with 2 really annoying girls. Were somehow in a huge auditorium, and they stopped a show with their singing from the crowd, trying to get attention from everyone. They were booed mercilessly. Camping later with those girls. Found ecstacy in a bag.



08/16/2009
Dream (Frag) One:
In canterbury. Don't remember beginning but ended up getting chased by a T-Rex. Ran into a garage and he busted through the wall behind me. I jumped over somebody that was in front of me, and doubled back to push him out of the way before the T-Rex was able to snap at him.


Dream (Frag) Two:
I was in a huge city, and there was another chase. The guy from the previous dream was still with me, and I believe there were more people just kind of "alongside" us, but not necessarily in our group. We were all able to jump long distances and heights, run up walls and whatnot. We spent most of the dream jumping from building to building, either being chased or chasing whatever/whomever else was there.


Dream (Frag) Three:
Yet another big cityscape. This was a mash-up between the Spider-Man video games and live-action. I was trying to show someone how to do certain Spidey moves, and ended up getting into a fight with this gigantic robot on the top of a skyscraper. The robot had this crazy beam weapon, that probably could have punched a hole in the moon. I would have to use agility to stay out of the way of the beam. Sometimes it would fire the beam and I would dive off of the roof, but then fire some webbing and swing around the perimeter of the building, and back up to the roof from another angle, and continue my attack.



08/17/2009
Dream (Frag) One:
With my baby's mom. Sharing a bed, but not "with" each other. Someone else was there, I believe. Her dad was in his room. Found over $100 in couch cushions and was thinking about taking it.


Dream (Frag) Two:
I went to go see my friend Tabitha. She was in some huge place that was kind like a burlesque house, where she apparently worked. On the way there, I almost got pulled over. There was a cop behind us and I believe he turned on his lights, but went around us. At the 'burlesque house', the Coke machine kept spitting out the wrong sodas. I remember being in a large room with stairs and ladders all over the place. It almost looked like an unfinished M.C. Escher setting. Sometime around here, I became lucid. To prove it to the other DC's, I shoved my hands into a thick, brick wall, as if it was made of paper, and pulled out a huge chunk of it to show to them.



08/24/2009
Fragment:
Cierra had been kidnapped. Apparently, I was going to college, and I still had to go to school, even though I didn't know where she was. I would be at my desk and just breaking down, uncontrollably, and the people around me kept trying to console me. After a while, I just walked out of school, and skipped all my classes. There were a lot of cops roaming the area, making sure there nobody that passed them had drugs on them. I had some weed on me, and stashed it til later. Some time passed and I was now on a plane. There was a cop with me, and they were trying to sting me for something. He kept trying to distract me, asking me to draw stuff with him, while some other guys began sneaking up on me from behind. I got wind that I was about to be ambushed, and I grabbed a gun (from where, I don't know) and shot the cop once, then I spun around and shot the two guys that were coming up behind me. That's all I remember.



09/17/2009
"Ninja Assassins"
I was at work, doing magic tricks. I was trying to remember the "21" card trick that I used to do a lot, but I couldn't remember it. Later, I was at someone's house, and was suddenly ambushed by ninjas. The fighting was awesome, and I was dodging everything from fists to feet, swords to shuriken, and even bladed chains (a la the new Ninja Assassin movie trailer). There was a lot of wall running. I would run up a wall, and across to the perpendicular wall beside it (like the first wall run Trinity did in The Matrix), and then I would flip off of that wall, over my attacker. There was one point where I was fighting two ninjas at once, on a open floor that almost seemed, in itself, like a dojo. I was somehow able to hold my own, though, even though these guys were damn good. I was continuously dodging/countering dual attacks and launching a few of my own. One of them was the one with the bladed chain, and he was whirling it around in a figure-8 motion, moving toward me, while I was doing multiple back-handsprings away from him. It was pretty insane.



09/20/2009
Fragment:
I was climbing on some vines that were lining a huge building, like some old mansion. There were a few hand-holds in the stone, but they were tiny, so I mostly had to use the vegetation. Instead of climbing vertically, I had to shimmy across, horizontally, from one side of the wall to another.
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Nice ones as always, O.

Thanks, Delph.

Looks like it's starting to come back to you.

I liked how you put your hands in the wall and pulled a chunk out of it to show the DC's. That was good.

Originally Posted by Caradon

Looks like it's starting to come back to you.

I liked how you put your hands in the wall and pulled a chunk out of it to show the DC's. That was good.

Yeah, it's coming back.
My main problem lately has been getting the time to type everything out, but my recall seems to be picking up a little bit. I'm almost done updating, so I should be back to posting regularly, some time soon.

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09/24/2009
Dream (Frag) One:
With baby's mom again. We were just hanging out on her bed. I was talking to her about something, and she was just really quiet, not saying a word. I looked up and over at her, and saw that she was sitting up, indian-style, with the blanket over her head. I asked her what she was doing, and she spoke up that she was just really tired, and had fallen asleep like that. Realizing how odd this was, I deduced that I was dreaming. As soon as I did this, though, I woke up.


Dream (Frag) Two: (FA)
I "woke up" in her bed again, and she was curled up next to me. I started telling her about the previous dream, and I suddenly woke up again. For real, this time.


Dream Three:
"Just Another Bruised Ego"

I was friends with these three girls, and we were all staying in some big old two-story house, way out in the sticks. The first thing I remember was being at a store with them. We were all outside in the car, and the one in the passenger seat was crying. I leaned over to hug/console her, and before long, all four of us were having a sort of group-hug session, trying to cheer this one girl up. There were a lot of people in the parking lot staring at us, but we paid them no attention. We all ended up going back to the house, and there was a crazy-huge party going on. Some guy was being a real dick, the whole time he was there. He kept walking around and eating people's food off of their plates. I ended up having to confront him about it, and he said something to me like "Fuck you, I'm hungry." So, I punched him in the mouth, implying, non-verbally, that he should eat my fist instead. Everyone just exploded into laughter. The guy rushed me and tried to fight, but I kept evading him. He lunged a couple of times, but was never able to get his hands on me. He said that this "wasn't over", and that he'd be back.

Later, I was pulling back up to the same house, in my car. While I was walking up the wooden steps toward the door, a hand came out from between the steps below me and tried to grab my foot, but missed. It was the same guy from earlier. He jumped up onto the platform in front of me, and then jumped directly at me - still halfway up the steps - with a flying, two-legged kick. All I did was step to one side, and he fell the length of the staircase, smacking his head on the last stair while his body landed flat on the ground. I just left him there, writhing around in his own painful stupidity, and went back inside to party some more.

Later, still, I had to visit my parents who still lived back in my old neighborhood. When I pulled up, there were a bunch of people standing around my old neighbor's (Jae) house. I went over there to talk to them. At one point, I was talking to some guy, while some girl was hugged up on me, discretely giving me a handjob. She shifted her position once, and I was fully exposed, but simply took it in stride and covered myself up again.

I walked away from the group and went back to my mom's house. When I came inside, she was shit-faced drunk. She had some unknown guy in the room with her, and she was being a real bitch - saying something about me not being allowed to go out, or something. I was just like "fuck that, I'm leaving." I was planning on taking the truck, but it wasn't outside when I looked. I'd gone to the kitchen, and the guy came in behind me, shirtless. They were obviously about to get busy. He had this mischievous grin on his face, and uttered something about how I shouldn't worry about my mom, and he was going to "do her reeeaaaal good," with this smirk. I told him, pissed, that he'd better kill that noise, real quick, cause I was not in the mood to have this no-name dude disrespect me, especially about my mom. He just snickered a little and backed off, heading back into the room.

I went back to the big house. When I pulled up, this time, another car swerved to a stop in front of me. Someone got out with an apparent sense of purpose, and started walking toward me. It was the guy from earlier in the dream. He had a large stick in his hand, and I pulled a knife out of my center console and jumped out of the car. He talked a little shit for a while, and then swung at me and missed. I reached out, taking a hold of the stick and ripping it out of his hands. Then I tackled him to the floor and stood with one foot on his throat, pinning him down - choking him. Some of my friends came out of the house and pulled me off of him. We let him go, pitifully, and went back into the house to continue partying.



09/26/2009
Dream (Frag) One:
I was in some amazing land, which looked like it had just jumped out of Final Fantasy. There was water everywhere, and all of the earth was really lush and colorful. This land was apparently inhabited by genies. Some of them looked like normal people, and the others looked like some human/dragon hybrid, with wings and long tails. There was a lot of magic being used, though I don't remember much of it. The last thing I remember is the genies all getting together to put on some kind of show.


Dream Two:
"More Ninja Assassins"

I was walking down a city street with a couple of friends. Out of nowhere, a shuriken flew by and missed us, and another one was ducked under by the guy standing next to me. There were suddenly a bunch of black motorcycles circling the street beside us like hawks, their riders dressed head to toe in dark, matching uniforms. We took off running, more shuriken cutting through the air around us, like machine gun fire.

My memory skips ahead, and I was now at a play rehearsal, dressed to a T and going over my lines. The auditorium was massive, and filled to the brim with people. When the show started, it was an immediate disaster. Nothing worked. I had already missed a few rehearsals, so I didn't even remember all of my lines. I was late with changing, and while I was still pants-less and anything but decent, the curtain came up, and the play started. I can only imagine the look on my face. The crowd just erupted into laughter. I completely played it off, though, and went on trying to keep the play moving. Everybody basically screwed up, though, and the performance went down in a blaze of glory.

Later, still (I do believe that this was all the same dream, even with the time-breaks, but I'm not sure), my friends and I are in the mall. More shuriken come, seemingly, from nowhere, and we are on the run again. This time I actually got into a one-on-one, with one of the ninjas. I slipped in close to him and wrapped him up in a full nelson. He continued to squirm and throw his body-weight around, so we staggered all around the hall, and I kept smashing his head into everything I could find. I thought about smashing it through a nearby tv, but decided against him. Throwing my body forward, he tripped over his own feet and fell flat on his face, with no arms free to stop his decent, and landing with me landing on top of him.

We had dragged the ninja off somewhere, and were basically torturing him for payback and information about why we were being hunted, but I don't remember much, other than that I woke up in the middle of it.



09/27/2009
Dream (Frag) One:
I was fighting with who I believe was my old best friend, Kellen, and my uncle-in-law. It was something about my having borrowed money from them, and not being able to pay it back. They kept threatening me and whatnot, so I brought them both outside, and was about to throw hands with them. I don't remember what happened, though.


Dream (Frag) Two:
I was roaming through some construction project, looking for something important. There were guards all around, and I had to keep out of sight. At one point, I did a wall-run and then kicked myself up onto a ledge to get the drop on one of the guards. When I got to his level, I rushed him and kicked his ass. I don't remember the actual fight, though.



09/28/2009
Dream One:
"Perc Pandomonium"

M - one of my managers at work, was addicted to percocet, in this dream. And whenever he took them, he would become - literally - this raging juggernaut of a monster. There was always a huge explosion whenever he transformed, and he would grow into a creature that looked like something out of the video game Prototype. It would give him super speed/strength, and an insatiable blood-lust. He would just run around ripping people apart, and breaking just about everything imaginable. Explosions and sparks flew around, everywhere he went. He was unstoppable.

Later, we had all headed back to my old neighborhood, to hide. From where we were, we could hear all of the explosions and screaming going on, outside of the neighborhood - and the sounds continued getting closer, while we huddled together, somewhere in my old house.


Dream (Frag) Two:
Goku and Chi-Chi, from Dragonball Z. They were dressed up for some party, and Goku had a ring to give her. He'd put the ring away somewhere, for safe-keeping, and it came to pass that, without the ring, she began to get deathly sick. Somehow, the ring had gotten lost, and Goku had to go searching for it, while Chi-Chi lay dying, without it. It was down in some well, somewhere in the mansion, and the last thing I remember seeing is him, down in the dark, searching for it.


Dream (Frag) Three:
Was in someone's backyard, trying out some acrobatics. I was able to jump really high, and could sometimes jump over the fence separating the yards, without hardly touching it. Some guy came into the yard and got the rest of us to spar with each other. I kicked the other guy's ass but, again, don't remember the fight.



09/31/2009
"Aimless Lucid"

I was walking through a mall. Something happened that triggered lucidity, but I can't remember what it was. I walked around the hallways, screaming out "This is a dream!" so that I wouldn't immediately forget. For some time, I went just walking around and feeling the texture around me; brushing my hands along the walls and picking up random objects. I levitated from the floor and started to fly up to the ceiling. At first, I'd planned on phasing through it, but I decided against it, seeing as how I have the habit of getting stuck. Lowering myself back to the ground, I made my way to the front doors and walked outside. It was then that I started flying again.

It was night time out. While I was flying around, there was an enormous presence that I could feel around me. When it finally showed itself, it turned out to be a dragon that had been stalking me. We had a brief dogfight, but I pulled out, dropping down to the ground and doing my best to forget about the dragon all together. I was actually in more of a mood to just wander the dream-scape for a while, this time, without losing my lucidity on another battle. Continuing to walk around the city at night, I cam across a leopard standing in the street. I walked around it, and it circled around the opposite way, sizing me up. I don't know whether or not I fought it.

Later, I was at someone's house, still lucid. I looked down at my hands, and they were bubbly/blistered and warped. A and S, two girls from work, came walking out of the shower together. I joked around with them for a little bit, but that's about all I recall.


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Love it!

Originally Posted by Delphinus

Love it!

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great stuff. That guy that kept showing up to try and give you a beating was pretty funny. That was great when he did the flying kick and fell. And you just walked away.

I like the dream about the guy who would become a monster. That sounded intense. I love that kind of stuff.

Congrats on the Lucid. I nice mellow checking stuff out Lucid for you. Those are nice sometimes. Then the dragon shows up, cool. I tried summoning a dragon a while back, but with no luck. I kept trying to will one to fly up from behind some hills, but it didn't show.

Originally Posted by Caradon

great stuff. That guy that kept showing up to try and give you a beating was pretty funny. That was great when he did the flying kick and fell. And you just walked away.

I like the dream about the guy who would become a monster. That sounded intense. I love that kind of stuff.

Congrats on the Lucid. I nice mellow checking stuff out Lucid for you. Those are nice sometimes. Then the dragon shows up, cool. I tried summoning a dragon a while back, but with no luck. I kept trying to will one to fly up from behind some hills, but it didn't show.

Lmfao @ the guy who kept trying to kick my ass, too. That part was my favorite; where he fell down the steps. Yeah, I had thought for a moment about fighting that dragon, but sometimes you just gotta stop and smell the roses, ya know?

Speaking of which, actually...this next one was just a long, and unpleasant experience.

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10/02/2009
"Little Hotel of Horrors"

I was in a car with a few other people. We came up to a stoplight, and there were run-down buildings on either side of the street. On the driver's side, across the other lane, there were a bunch of rough-looking, Asian punks - both male and female - hanging around this building and staring at us. They were all wearing black leather, and some of them were holding what were apparently dart guns. Most of them were standing on the ground, but there were a few standing on an awning that separated the first and second floor of the building. Before the light turned green again, the group started making their way toward us, some of them rasing their dart guns. We couldn't drive away, so - when it was apparent that we were about to be fucked with - we got out of the car and started moving away from them. That was when they attacked. Those that were walking rushed at us, and those with dart guns open fire. We ran away from them and around a line of trees, darts flying in all around us. There was an old, abandoned building in front of us, and we ran inside to escape the darts. We knew that it would only be a matter of time before the punks made their way in after us, so we turned around at the door and prepared to ambush them.

The group streamed in through the door, and we jumped them. I got my hands on one of the guys just as he came in, tripped him, jumped on his chest and literally beat his face in until it was nothing but a bloody, unrecognizable pulp. Looking over to the others, I saw one of the guys inside still had his dart gun, and it was aimed right at me. I rushed out the door just as he started firing. (For some reason, even a single dart gun shot like machine gun fire.) Still dodging darts - now from not only the guy inside, but the punks that were still over at their own building, I ran diagnoally across the street, almost getting hit by a car in the process. There was a large hotel complex across the road and I ran onto the premises, trying to find cover.

Suddenly it was like the entire scenerio came to a halt. I was no longer running for my life, and I was simply walking around the grounds of the hotel. The hotel landscape was incredible. It was a lush, green area that looked more like a rain forest than than the courtyard of a slummy hotel. There were waterfalls and creeks and thick, lumbering trees whose canopys practically blotted out the sun. There was suddenly a small boy walking with me, and we just wandered around, marvelling at this beautiful area. What really caught our attention was that all of the vines and brances and roots of these trees seemed to be moving. At first, it just seemed like they might be undulating in the water, or swaying in the breeze, but after a bit of analyzation, they seemed a bit more...animated. The kid noticed this too, and he even commented that the trees looked "alive, like people are alive." Then, while walking around, I tripped slightly on one of the roots, and it actually drew itself back, as if I was a needle that had pricked a human hand. Shortly after this, it relaxed, and stretched back out again. Oh, this thing was definitely animate.

We continues to wander the area, just in awe of this place, and the eerie feeling that all of this vegetation was a little more than just "alive." I couldn't tell, for sure, but it seemed as if the motion of the plants were kind of...following us. As if we were being surveyed, just as we were surveying back. Every now and then, I would feel a few roots sort of curling around my legs, lightly. It didn't really scare me, at first, but made me rather uncomfortable, so we started moving a bit faster. The movements of the plants became a bit faster, too, still following us like the eyes of a watchful sentinel. I was beginning to feel like we were being stalked. We moved even faster, and it wasn't long before the kid started lagging behind. I turned around to keep an eye on him, and saw that he was on the ground, squirming. There was a long, thick tube of a root stretching out from a distance, some 40 ft, and the end of it had grabbed him by the legs. It was a chute, so the ending of the root was opened, and it was literally trying to "eat" him. The kid's feet were stuck in the shoot, and he was getting slowly sucked in, like into the hose of a vaccuum. I ran over to the kid and grabbed his arms, pulling with all of my might. The kid popped out of the long chute, and the moment he did, the chute struck again and grabbed my legs. Before I knew it, I was down on my back, and being slowly swallowed by this huge, arching chute. I fought it off with all my might, and was able to pull my legs free, but this thing was fast, to be so big. The moment I got my legs free, it struck again sucking up my legs once again, this time getting up to my thighs. Struggling against being eaten alive by this...thing...I reached in my pocket and pulled out a knife. I stabbed and slashed at this great, green tube, ripping it open and pulling my legs free once more.

I scrambled to my feet and ran like hell.

The boy was right behind me, and we ran through the corridors. Passing a room on the corner, we ran into a Hispanic family. Both the boy and I were really shaken up, and I pulled him close to me, frantically eyeing the older man in the family. I asked him for his help to get away from the crazy landscape and he clutched his own family closer, drawing away from me and - in Spanish - implying that I was a pedophile, because of my close grip on the boy who was apparently not my kid. I waved my hands at him and said "No! No! Es mi amigo!", trying to make him understand that this was a young friend of mine, but they were already freaking out. Just then, another figure approached. It was apparently the landlord. The LL stepped between us and tried to calm us all down. I tried to tell him about the animate plants around the hotel, and when he spoke, I could see that the tips of his fingers were not made of human skin. They were thin vines, just like we had seen throughout the rest of the hotel grounds. As soon as I noticed that, the landlords face just suddenly...exploded. Vines went shooting out in all directions, coming from inside him. Again, I grabbed the boy and ran like hell, "waking up", shortly after.


Dream (Frag) Two:
I was sitting on a flight of stairs, talking to some other people about the crazy dream I'd had "the night before." We were passing a joint around and everyone was listening intently. All of a sudden, a thick, tangle of vines slithered out of the clothes of the guy next to me. He looked over at me and - as if channeling the thoughts of the vines - said that they (the vines) didn't want me telling people about its existence, anymore. Shortly after this, I "woke up" again.


Dream (Frag) Three:
My perspective was disembodied, this time. I'd seen a young man and woman running through the hallways like they were children. They'd run through a door and into a room with a large, wooden piano. They stopped, as soon as they stepped over the threshold, and took a look around. The entire roam was covered in vines. They vines began quickly writhing and undulating, all around the room, tryin to reach the man and woman, and do God knows what to them.


Dream (Frag) Four: (FA)
I "woke up" in my bed, and stood up. Looking around the room, I could see that I had vines strewn all across my dresser (though I don't have a dresser, IRL). They were literally all over the place. I grabbed an axe from my closet and began chopping it. Before I knew it, there was a huge hole in the center of my bed, and more vines were slithering out from within, reaching out to grab me as I continued hacking away with the axe.


Dream (Frag) Five: (FA)
I "woke up" again, lying in bed. Everything seemed normal, and I was lying down in my normal direction. I just lay there for a moment and reflected on the previous dream(s). Suddenly, from out of nowhere, a gang of long, leafy vines slung themselves all across my torso, pinning me to the bed. I screamed and struggled as they continued to wrap me up, trying desperately to get out of the, ever increasing, grips of the vines.


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Damn man thats not only a freaky dream but an even freakier set of FA's, especially the last one...

A good descriptive read though

Those Fa's were trippy. Great epic dreaming as always O.

Originally Posted by Mr_Jinsue

Damn man thats not only a freaky dream but an even freakier set of FA's, especially the last one...

A good descriptive read though

Originally Posted by Man of Shred

Those Fa's were trippy. Great epic dreaming as always O.

Thanks, guys. Yea, that was the first string of sequential, "felt like I'm trapped in them" FA's I've had in a long time. Not even sure if the first two counted as FA's, because I don't remember actually "waking up", but the first frag was definitely an "alleged morning after" dream, and the second one just continued with the trend. The last one was definitely the creepiest, though, because I thought I was completely in the clear, and back in the real world.

I'm still typing out some more of my previous notes, as the day goes on. Hopefully I will be all caught up, tonight.

10/10/2009
Fragment
I was hanging out with Alex, this absolutely gorgeous new girl at my job, whom I've become pretty good friends with lately. We were walking around and holding hands, and she was just being really bubbly and excited, and practically pulling me around as we walked. I don't remember much, aside from how overwhelmingly great the feeling was, being with her. We'd gotten in my truck and started driving around, and I was watching some video on the screen about her modeling and doing interviews and whatnot. Don't remember much else, though.



10/11/2009
Dream One:
"Motor City Madness"

I was with a girl, who I believe was Alex again. We were in some big, run-down city that looked practically post-apocalyptic. It was night time, and there was a grungy motorcycle gang chasing us. They all had guns and grenades and whatnot, and we had to stay on the run and ducking around corners and hiding in vents. There was one point, where a guy was chasing us on his motorcycle, and I spun around real quick and clotheslined him, knocking him off the bike and then reaching down and grabbing the pistol from his holster. There is a lot about this dream that I don't remember, but I do know that there was a sort of stand-off between myself and the leader of the gang. After I'd run out of ammo, I remembered that one of the guys I had killed earlier had a bunch of grenades in his vest. Giving away my hiding spot, I ran all the way back toward him, as fast as I could, with the leader right on my heels. When I reached the dead guy, I raked my hand across his chest and pulled the pins out of a number of grenades and kept running. The leader, having no idea what I'd just done, continued to give chase, and found himself caught in the explosion when the grenades went off.

That was the last thing I remembered.


Dream (Frag) Two:
I was in a huge, stone maze. Like a labyrinth. I was actually a female, in this dream. One that reminded me of my Thalia character. I had to get around this maze that was full of traps, with other people who were all just trying to survive. Along with the traps, there were two or three huge, cave troll-looking beasts, made of stone, that could roll themselves into large balls - like armadillos - and roll after you and crush you. We spent the entire dream trying to get through the maze and avoid these trolls.



10/12/2009
Dream One:
"Ah, Rats"

I was driving to Flea World. When I got there, the place was completely empty - as far as humans go. The place was absolutely infested with rats, though - big, white ones. Still in my truck, I went to leave the premises, and I felt something clawing at my legs. I reached down and grabbed it, bringing it up in front of my face. It was a one of the fat, white rats, which had somehow gotten inside my truck, even though I'd never stopped. This S.o.B. was clawing and biting at the air, and I slung him out the window and kept driving. A few seconds later, I felt more clawing. Another rat. I slung him out the window, too, and kept driving. It didn't stop, though. More and more rats were just suddenly inside my truck, clawing at my legs. From rats, it turned to larger animals; domestic cats, and even a bobcat. In trying to keep all of these animals off of me, I almost ran over a little girl who had wandered out in front of my truck. All of this was happening while I was simply trying to leave the Flea World parking lot. I don't remember anything other than that, though.

Dream (Frag) Two:
I was in a back room, at someone's house, with a bunch of other people. I'd let someone borrow a couple of my PS2 games, and I came to find out that they were loaning them out to other people, without my concent. I just remember being really pissed about it.



10/13/2009
"Riding the Wave"

I was in an apartment complex on the beach. There was a lot going on in this dream, before this point, but not much that I can remember. My earliest memory was walking outside, in the back of the complex, and looking out over the beach. I had been with a large group of people, before this, but I was alone at the time. I was about to take a short-cut back to my own house, which was maybe a mile away fromt his complex, when I heard a series of massive booms, over the water. I looked out to the horizon and saw a large plume of smoke stretching from the heavens to the water. Apparently, a meteor had just broken through the atmosphere and splashed-down into the ocean. It didn't take me long to anticipate what was most likely to happen next.

From the base of the smoke column, I saw the water rise and swell. It continued to swell outward, in all direction, creating a ring that grew taller just as it did wider. It was a tidal wave, and it was heading in toward the shore quickly. What few people were outside of their apartments ran frantically for cover, as did I. I could see that, with the speed in which the wall of water was moving in, I wouldn't have much time, so I jumped into a semi-cylindrical nook that stretched up one of the buildings' walls. I wasn't sure how much this was going to help, but at least it was around the side of the building, so I wasn't facing the surge. I pressed my back to one side of the column, and planted my feet firmly against the other, bracing myself to keep from getting swept away. When the water hit, though, there was nothing I could do. It slammed into the complex, and suged into the nook where I was hiding. With nowhere to really go, but up, the water rose through the nook, pushing me upward as the whole area flooded. Guided by the water pressure, I was forced out of the top of the nook, and high over the roof of the building, like a cork out of a bottle. Before I knew it, I was catapulted through the air, and falling back toward the surge.

I'm not sure how this part worked, but I somehow landed on top of the wave, which was stationary, and just kind of hovering in one spot, right upon shore. The wave was a few hundred feet high, and being on top of it felt as if I was sitting atop a jet of water from a geyser. What I was afraid of, was that this surge/spout would soon lose power, and I would be left to freefall toward the ground, from a few hundred feet in the air. At this point, I figured there was little - if anything - that I could do about it. Finally, after a few minutes of floating high above the rooftops, the water settled, literally dropping out from under me and flattening itself. I slipped into a free-fall, bracing myself for what was sure to be a bone-crushing collision with the ground. Instead, surprisingly, I was a few meters out into the water, and when I landed, the water was just deep enough for me to splash down and not kill myself.

That last thing I remember is sitting there, treading water, then beginning swim/walk back toward the shore and tell everyone about how close I came to dying.



10/16/2009
Fragment
There was some serpent guy with wings and the body of a snake. I started battling him, first on TV (I believe I was playing a video game), and then he got strong enough - somehow - to actually manifest himself out of the game, where we continued our battle in 'real life.' In the middle of our battle, I became lucid. Even still, I tried every trick in the book, to take this guy down; ki blasts, super-strength, TK, pyrokenesis - and nothing was working. I little to no control in this dream, so I did the best I could, hand to hand. I don't really remember much of this one, though.



10/19/2009
Dream (Frag) One:
I was in water - like a fountain or something. First, I saw a snake in the water, and had to turn around. Then, these little black creatures starting showing up. They were kind of gooey, and looked a lot like leeches. Soon, they were everywhere. Don't remember much else, though.

Dream (Frag) Two:
Hanging out with Alex again, and we were getting really close. We were lying down somewhere, and I was rubbing her back with one arm, while she stared into my eyes.

10/20/2009
Dream One:
"The Governmatrix"

I was touring the White House, with my family, being ushed around from room to room, and just taking it all in. In one particular room, we passed a large display case with a bunch of beautiful little trinkets on the shelves. I'd hung to the back of the group and, when no one was looking, I had the bright idea to swipe a glass (or crystal?) egg off its base, and shove it into my pocket. We continued walking, and we passed what was actually a guitar shop - inside the White House. There was a really cool hippie-esque guy that ran the shop and made the guitars. He had one custom guitar that was made out of some of those little foot-measurement racks you find in shoe stores.

Later, Cierra was sleeping with the rest of the kids from the tour, and pretty much all of the adults had gone to bed in the other guest rooms. I was out roaming the halls alone, and I ran into Trinity, from The Matrix. Apparently, we were supposed to rendezvous and steal something from the vault - which was my main reason for having come on this tour. I followed Trin out to the vault, and we snuck our way in, going through the lock boxes and looking for something or other. I'm not sure if we ever got what we were looking for, but we soon got word that agents were coming, and we didn't have time to escape. Immediately, we did the first thing that came to mind: Play dead. Trinity dropped to the floor, and I slumped against the wall behind me, just as the vault door swung open and two agents walked in. As of this point, we were just playing it by ear, hopefully we could confuse the agents just long enough to get the position to strike. They stepped around us, looming closer. Even though I was playing dead, my eyes were open behind the dark cover of the sunglasses I was now wearing, which matched Trinity's. One agent leaned in to check me, and the other to check Trin. We sprang simultaneously, grabbing the agents arms and doing a few quick locks and strikes, forcefully disarming the agents before they could react, and then sprinting out of the vault as fast as we could.

Running through the White House halls, we decided to split up. Being on the second floor, I took a course that lined the banister over-looking the main lobby. There was an agent right on my heels, and he'd just begun to open fire. Trying to escape his sights, I did a running swan-dive over the railing at such an angle that I was able to reach out with one hand, grab the outside of the second floor walkway, and swing down to the lower level. Before I hit the ground, my momentum carried me across the first floor hall, in a downward swing, so that when I let go I was catapulted toward the wall, feet first. Planting my feet, I jumped off of the wall, did a half twist, and then landed on the ground floor in a tuck-and-roll, standing back up without missing a beat, and continuing to run.

Later, after I'd given the agent the slip, I came to find out that the cool, hippy guitar shop owner was actually into human trafficing, and he had stolen the tourists' children. He had a cage in his shop, and had them all looked up within - my daughter included. I made my way back to his shop and kicked the shit out of him.


Dream (Frag) Two:
Something about a tough little chicken hawk. Like that one on the Looney Tunes; Henery.


Dream (Frag) Three:
This one centered around a love story, but I can't really remember much of it. I was in the projects, in Daytona, with some girl. All I remember was that I gave her a flower and whispered something in her ear, and that the whole thing was in 3rd person perspective. That's about it.


Dream (Frag) Four:
I was driving down a busy highway. A bunch of kids in rice-burners pulled up next to us, which had ridiculously reckless wheels on them. One of the little tuner-cars had just two wheels, like a motorcycle. Another had four wheels that were on independet steering platforms. These kids were just all over the road; kinda sliding and ricocheting around and spinning in all directions. I remember yelling at them, through the window, that they were going to cause an accident. One of the kids actually jumped out of his own car, and ran up to us on foot - which I immediatly thought was strange, seeing as how we were on the highway. It wasn't enough to make me lucid, though, apparently.


Dream (Frag) Five:
Was back in the White House. This time I was with AC. We were just kinda sitting around, being bored. So, without nothing else to do, she climbed on top of my lap and we started having sex.



10/21/2009
"Penal Colonization"

I was in a space fighter ship. There was this huge, orbital compound that I had to escape, which had guns and lasers all around it. I was hot-dogging my way around the compound, doding the enemy fire and looking for the escape. At some time, I ended up getting caught, and was back down on whichever planet we were orbiting. (It seemed like Earth, but I'm not completely sure.) The next thing I knew, I was riding atop a train carrying other inmates around my age. They took us to a huge prison yard, and the train tipped upward like the bed of a dump truck, and I slid off. The rest of the inmates came crawling out of the train car like normal people. Lol. My friend Josh was one of the inmates. All throughout the prison yard, there were soda machines and steroes and all kinds of activities. It was more like a gym than a prison.

I went to one area, inside, that looked even more like a school gymnasium than anything outside. There was a martial arts area with a large mat, and an instructor who was a pretty good looking woman. I wanted to spar with her, and did some preparation/stretching/katas, but never really got a chance to fight her. I remember some other chick dancing in a corner with a bunch of guys watching and whistling at her.



10/22/2009
Dream (Frag) One:
Battle with someone out in a field of tall grass. Very painful dream. Whoever it was kept getting the drop on me. Famous character. Watching something on a monitor, before the fight, to find out new moves and how to beat him.


Dream (Frag) Two:
Huge battle with the Transofmers, also out in the same field. Don't really remember any of it.

Lots of action.

That hotel of horrors dream may have been unpleasant, but it was awesome to read. Crazy how the dream turned like that. From shootout, to killer jungle attack.

The tidal wave dream was great too. I've had those kind of dreams a few times. They are scary but fun.

The govern matrix was something else. I had to laugh when the hippie guitar shop owner turned out to be human trafficing in the white house.
Good thing you kicked his ass!

Got more catching up to do...

10/23/2009
Fragment
Driving around with a bunch of friends. Having trouble staying on the road at times. Lanes were all fucked up, so sometimes oncoming traffic would be in just any line so I would have to weave around them. We ended up going to see a guy with really nice house and a wall panel that opened up with a secret room. Cops came for some reason. There was a huge glass window at the front of his house, and the cops busted in through it, just as we streamed out the back. A car chase followed, but I don't remember any of it.



10/24/2009
(Notes)
TMC (my job) but in a different building. Snuck out onto the roof with someone else to smoke, whenever there was no one around. Coming back in, I think the table sitting in front of the window broke. Went to a restaurant with my mom. Awesome place, set up like a massive house. Something about a water park, but I dunno.



10/27/2009
Fragment
Mom was fucked up on something like heroin or something. We got into an argument, because she kept lying and saying she wasn't, and I knew she was. Later, I was playing with action figures. Had the ThunderCats and then my playing with them led to a first-person experience of being the characters, and continuing on whatever mission I was on, while just playing with the figures. I had the Sword of Omens, but the hand-guards were twisted in opposite directions from one another.



11/02/2009
Fragment
Someone had a pet snake. It kept following me everywhere, trying to strike. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake this snake off of me, and it was constantly right on my heels. It could jump its whole body into the air, and when I tried to escape it by jumping into the pool in the back yard, it followed me in the water and continued chasing me, endlessly striking at me with its fangs. It was such a torturous pursuit that I felt I was going to cry, at one time, and no matter how much I yelled for the owner of the snake to call it off - he/she (don't remember) wouldn't.



11/03/2009
Dream (Frag) One:
Telling mom about some badass drone thing that could transform into a briefcase, fly and climb on walls and ceilings.


Dream (Frag) Two:
Was with a huge group of guys. Apparently we were all werewolves, and barely had control of ourselves after transforming. Something happened and one of them started a massive brawl between the lot of us, and we were practically ripping each other apart. A short while later, we changed back into humans and calmed downm deciding to call it a truce.



11/05/2009
Dream (Frag) One:
I was in some huge, dark building, like a college, after hours. At one point I came to a dark staircase, and was going down. There was a figure coming up the other way, toward me, and saw that it was Michael Myers - the big burly one from the new movie, and he had a huge butcher knife in his hand. I believe I became lucid here, but I honestly don't remember. But since I had the high ground, I ran forward and leapt straight over Michael's head. He swiped up with the knife and stabbed me in the shin. I landed at the bottom of the steps and crashed to the floor. The knife-wound hurt, but it was a dull pain. I can't remember what happened after I stood back up.


Dream (Frag) Two
There was a massive Nerf sword battle. (I'd seen a Nerf sword in Wal-Mart the other day) It was like a free-for-all between maybe 10-15 people, in the middle of a grassy courtyard, and I was kicking ass.



11/06/2009
"Another vampire chick" / "Shopping Spree"

I was in love with some girl, in this dream. She was very petite, with black hair. She turned about to be a vampire, or some other type of ghoul. (I'm just expanding on my notes. I really don't remember much of this part of the dream at all.) The girl was straight up with me about her "condition", and we continued to see each other. We went to someone's house and were making out, and getting really touchy/feely with each other. Something happened to where I got up and left her alone for a little bit. When I came back, she had killed someone, a young girl around her own age. My girl looked at me as if I'd just caught her in the middle of something she knew I didn't want to see. On instinct, I bolted, having tried to be understanding about her nature, but not being able to handle it at the time (kind of like my "Ghost Story" dream, that I had a long time ago).

Eventually, she caught up to me. For the first time in my having been with her, I was afraid for my life. As she came toward me, I believe she was covered in blood, but I don't really remember. She told me, solemly, that she simply wanted me around, and didn't mean to scare me in the way that she did. The girl that she had 'killed', was now turned, and was a ghoul like my girl was - still beautiful, but definitely not human. We didn't stay together for long, during that meeting, but I had arranged to come back and talk to them later on, in the same parking lot area. While I was waiting for them, the cops showed up. I can't remember what for, but I ended up getting arrested for something I had absolutely nothing to do with.

The dream skips ahead, and I had actually won somewhere near $10,000 from a settlement that came out of the cops fucking me over, and I was in Wal-Mart with at least 3 of my friends. I went straight to the electronics section, and was just going to town, like a kid in a candy store, looking through all of the things I was about to buy with all the money I had in my pocket. I remember Jesse being there, specifically. We were staring at a large wall of tv screens, which were showing demos from all of these "next-gen" games. Some of them were just incredible. They looked like movies, but didn't cross that threshold of looking "too real", so they still had their video-game feel, even though the graphics were just mind-blowing. I had my heart set on a PS3, and already had the system picked out, and about 9 games to go with it. All of the controllers had rechargeable battery ports (dunno if they even have those IRL, but it was something that specifically stuck out in my dream), and I was just about ready to pay for everything and leave. Everything was so vivid, and I was so happy to be getting everything that I'd gotten...

...the next thing I knew, I had woken up, and was staring at my bedroom wall.

I hate dreams like these. Was so happy about everything that I was about to buy, that waking up and having none of it almost made me want to cry.


11/07/2009
Fragment:
I was way out in the swamp, somewhere, and was trudging through stickers and spider webs, through a particular area. I remember being completely repulsed by everything that I was having to wade through, but I just had to suck it up and go on. There was a particular guy in the crew, and he ended up trying to rob us, after we'd gon to sleep. We all got up and chased him, but he was apparently really fucked up, and didn't know what he was doing or where he was going. We cornered him off in the parking lot and I started fighting with him. Again, he couldn't do much, because he was either drunk or high as hell, so I held him rather easily. At one point, he tried to flip me off of him and we both fell forward on the concrete. I pretty much landed on top of him and he was in too much pain to struggle after that. I held him there until the cops came.



11/09/2009
Fragment:
All I remember of this one is a lot of flying around, in my neighborhood. There were a bunch of my friends with me, but I don't know whether or not they were able to fly as well. At one point, I'd landed on someone's roof and was standing at the edge, talking with some people that were down in the driveway.



11/10/2009
"Son of Anarchy"

(This was apparently based off the show Sons of Anarchy.). I was with a biker gang and we were hanging out, outside someone's house. I was sitting on my bike and there was some chick in my lap. Another biker gang approached us and made some kind of threat. They kept on rolling, but we were soon chasing after them. Next thing I remember, I was out on a school campus atheletic track with my bike, running from the cops. They were blocking all the exits, and I had to gun the engine and weave between some of them to get away.

Later, my girl and I were in a roadside restaurant, and there was a guy in there that was just on a rampage. He was obviously on drugs, and just walking around snatching purses from old ladies and whatnot. The thing was, this guy was big - really big. I knew I probably couldn't take him, hand to hand, but I had to do something. I got up and got in the dude's face. He swung his fist at me and I stepped aside, grabbing onto his wrist with both hands and then giving him a quick one-two kick in both shins, knocking his legs from under him and bringing him to his knees. Then, for good measure, I cocked back and gave him a brutal soccer kick to the stomach, which put him down for the count.


(more to come...)
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Ugh. Just had a nasty little nightmare about a murderous teenager, Xenomorphs and face-hugger aliens. My skin is still crawling. Gonna be a few mins before I try to get back to sleep.
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(Update, not including the one from last night.)



11/11/2009
Fragment:
I was driving around, looking for a place to take my pic for this FFVII-inspired photoshop project I'm supposed to be doing. I was kind of on the side of a cliff, like the roads out on the coastal cities, and the scenery was gorgeous. I ended up taking a pic of a church-looking place with a huge stained glass window, for the background. Later, I showed up at some hotel, and my manager, B, and Josh were there, among others. They were about to leave, to go to work, and for some reason I was going to be late. For this, I got into a huge argument with my manager, and they left without me. Can't remember what we argued about, though.



11/12/2009
Fragment:
My crew and I were flying around in Einhander gunships. There were all kinds of obstacles and enemies in our way, but we were mowing them down. Eventually, the scenario changed from flying the gunships to running through obstacle courses. The obstacles were really extreme, but we all had some level of invincibility, so that we could take a lot of damage and keep on going. At some time, I was out in front of my old house and sparring with someone in the grass. I partially believe I was lucid at this point, but I'm really not sure - to the degree where I don't even want to mark it down as a lucid. But while I was sparring I ran straight up a tree and across the underside of one of the branches, then flipped back down at my opponent. Aside from sparring, we all went around doing a bunch of really dangerous things, testing out our invincibility.



11/13/2009
Dream (Frag) One:
This one was based on The Twilight Zone: the Movie (which I had watched with someone, the other day). There were a bunch of stories with really creepy twists, but I don't remember much of them. I do know that the last one was about a small, shrunken city, inside the ground of the streets of the actual world. That is to say; there was a microscopic world, between the cracks of the concrete, that didn't really know that the macro-world existed, outside of their own. There was a guy walking around, in this small city. He would go up to people with this really creepy aire about him and say "Wanna see something scary?" (like Dan Akroyd's character, in the movie), and then when other, unexpecting people would say yes, this claws and tentacles would shoot out of his head, turning him into a monster, and he would scare the shit out of whomever he was talking to. There was a twist at the end, where some guy did it back to him, though. There was also something going on about a cannibalistic kid, but I don't really remember anything about that.


Dream Two:
"The Time Marine"

This one was based on the movie The Marine, with John Sena. At first, the whole thing was in 3rd person, like I was actually watching the movie. 'The Marine" (I can't remember his name in the movie) was about to cheat on his wife (played by the smokin hot Kelly Carlson) - with some chick he'd picked up on the road - in the bed of his truck. His wife was apparently in store nearby, and she came out and caught him before the act - while he and the girl were just making out. They had a short fight about it, but then she ended up forgiving him.

After that, some whole ordeal happened with the Marine's nemesis from the movie. They were fighting for control of something, and the scenario involved a device that allowed time travel. By this time, things were in 1st person, and I was the Marine. My wife and partner had been shot and killed, and I was shot in the chest and lay dying. I had gotten ahold of the device, though, and went back in time. Knowing, now, when and where the killer would be, I made myself a make-shift breast-plate. When the killer came in and shot me, I slumped for a second, just long enough for the killer to go off after my wife and partner, but then I got back up and came up behind him to take him by surprise.

I don't remember why, but I ended up having to go back in time again and replay the scenario.



11/19/2009
Fragment:
This dream was really long, but I can hardly remember a thing. I know that I was in a parallel universe to Earth, like Silent HillThere were enormous monsters in this realm, and they each had their own character and mannerisms. I remember being chased through a dark, cavernous library, by one of them. It looked like this Colossus. Later, I was outside, running over the tops of columns and down into a courtyard, where I encountered the biggest monster I'd seen yet, and it had two smaller lackies that staggered around him, toward me - but even they were still some 20ft tall. I was running away from all of these huge beasts, and finally realized I was dreaming. The last thing I remember was jumping over fences with just the slightest bit of involuntary levitation, as if the gravity had been turned down.



11/20/2009
"The Main Event"

I was with Josh and a few other people. We'd been hanging out in a really rough neighborhood, right outside of an arena, and we were on our way to see the fight. Josh encountered someone in the crowd that had some beef with him. The two got into an argument over something, and Josh ended up beating him down. Well, it turned out that a good 50% of the fans in this entire arena, were with the crew of the guy that just got his ass beat. They were literally streaming down out of the stands to come after us. Running through the concessions halls, we ran into a group of guys - one of whom had either a really sharp file or a scalpel. I don't remember which. He held the weapon up at me, threatening me about how we were going to have to come with them and shit. He shifted his attention for a moment, and I reached out and forcefully turned his wrist around, slipping the blade out of his hand and pulling him to me, spinning his back to me. I held him with the blade up against his throat, and held his partner back. By this time, I didn't see Josh anymore, but other people in this rather large gang had started gathering. Nobody wanted to get close, though, because I was threatening to kill this guy. So, using him as a hostage, I was able to walk my way out of the arena.

Later, we were on what looked like military grounds. I still had the guy at arms length, with the blade ready. We walked around for a little while and I took his phone from him. I'd supposed I used it, but I don't remember. Whatever the case, soon we were showing up at a house in the bad neighborhood, where the guy's crew hung out. When we got there, Josh was there, and he was just kind of chilling with everyone, even though they'd all been trying to kill us, a while earlier. They explained something about how it all had been "just business" and that, since then, they had worked things out. I remember talking to the 'leader' of the group, and he was showing me respect for something or other.



11/23/2009
(Notes (because I don't remember much of this at all).)
[blue=color]Lot of lucidity during this one. Over at G's. Phil was there. Were all drunk and was going to let him give me a tat. It didn't hurt too much but there was def pain. Fell asleep while he was doing it. Skribbles all over. Later, in mall or something. Still lucid and checking my hands every now and then. Women's locker room. Went in and hug out for a while. Looking for one to get with, but all were either sick or..filthy.[/color]



11/24/2009
Fragment:
I was at some chick's house, with a few other people. A guy called and was talking some kind of shit about how he was outside the house. I thought he was just screwing around, at first, but then I kept getting the feeling that someone was outside. Everytime I checked, though, I found no-one. Later, I had to leave for a little bit to go to the store or something, and when I pulled back up, the chick's ex-boyfriend (who had been on the phone) came running up to the car, out of nowhere, and started banging on my car window. He looked pretty irrate. As soon as I opened my door, he was already trying to drag me out of the car, spewing something about being with his girl or something. We started fighting in the parking lot, but I don't really remember of the fight itself.



11/25/2009
"More Fun with Telekinesis"

There was a big-time gang leader that looked like the Haitian, from Heroes. He was going around, just killing people in cold blood, for the smallest of reasons. We were back in Canterbury, and something had happened where some guy was carrying his brother or something. There'd been some kind of incident, and the one brother was hurt really badly. I saw them and was going to give them a ride, but I saw that there was a black limo that had pulled up near them, and they eventually got inside. I'm not sure about the transition, but it was like I followed them to a place that wasn't my house, even though it turned into my house, later on.

Inside this house, they went into the back room, and I heard a lot of pleading. I tried sneaking in near the door, which was left ajar, to get a better look, and then gunshots rang out. I had a feeling that the two brothers were innocent, and didn't deserve to die. The Haitian-looking guy came barging out of the room with a gun in his hand, saw me, and drew it on me. By this time, the surroundings were recognizable as my old house, and he backed me into what used to what my room, with the gun aimed at my face. I remember feeling much younger - like I was at the time I actually lived in that house - and I kept pleading for him not to shoot because I was "just a kid." There was another person coming down the hall and, without really asking any questions the boss-man shot him right in front of me, and then drew the gun back on me. By this time, I was terrified, and almost certain that he was going to shoot me in the head...but he didn't.

He let me out of the room, and I ran down the hall and out the front door. Just as I was about to leave my front porch, I stopped for a moment, and took a look around. My fear had finally brought me to realize that I'd been dreaming, this whole time, and I was never really in any danger. Feeling empowered (if not slightly embarrassed), I turned around and stormed back into the house, slamming the door behind me and walking right back down the hallway toward where the boss-man was, ready to settle the score. Just as I started down the hall, he came in from the other side. Seeing me charging back toward him, he drew his gun again and raised it toward me. I was already within reach of him, by this time, and I reached out with one hand and grabbed his wrist, keeping him from aiming the gun up to eye level. He strained against me and stared, and I stared right back with a bit of a grin. In my mind (or should I say "consciously"?), I was expecting him to pull the trigger, and he did, firing twice into my stomach from a few inches away. I barely even felt the bullets at all.

I let go of his hand, holding my hand up toward him and then slinging it back toward the far end of the hall. With the gesture, I telekinetically lifted the man off of his feet, launching him down the hallway and into the living room. His back crashed against the far wall, and I walked after him. He tried to raise his gun at me again and brushed the gun away from me and grabbed him by the side of his head with one hand. We were now standing right beside my old dining room table, and I took his head and slammed it down on the hardwood top, repeatedly; shouting at him that he did "Not. Know. Who. You're....Messing with!!", each word corresponding to a crash of his head upon the table. On the final two words, I let go of his head, focusing my attention on it instead. Swinging my fist down to put all of my effort into it, I grabbed him telekinetically and drew him down into the table one last time, picturing him going through it, to the floor. Just as I intended, the guy's body smashed through the table - quite vividly - splintering the wood and practically disappearing into the hole.

Looking back down the hall, I saw some other guy watching me with this look of shock on his face. He sprinted off in one direction, when he saw me looking at him, and I started chasing him. I didn't really care who it was; I was just in the mood to have a lil fun. When I ran through the laundry room, and out the back door, the stranger was jumping into a car with another person, and they were apparently trying to get away from me as fast as they could. They had to follow the path around a tree and back toward me, to get back on the main road, so I just stood in the way, daring them to run me down. Apparently the driver wasn't about to try it, and he slammed on the brakes, the car stopping right in front of me. Behind me, I could see a group of neighborhood kids walking through the intersection at the main road. Showing off a little bit, I reached out to the grill of the car, taking hold of it and spinning my body halfway, slinging the car across me and down the street to the main road. The approaching people saw it coming and scattered just before the car crashed violently into the wall. Now the crowd was actually all frantic like "OMG, what just happened??! Why'd you do that?! Are they alright??!" And I had to laugh a little bit. I walked toward them and told them to calm down, because this was all just a dream, and no one is really hurt.

One of the DC's wanted me to prove that this wasn't real, so I started looking for something to use TK on. As if by cue, the DC gave me a rod and told me to bend it with my mind. Before I even consciously started to try to bend it, the rod drooped over to one side. I said "see?" and tossed it aside. Everyone was astonished. They were like "do something else!!" So I thought for a second and then got an interesting idea. I held my right hand up in front of me and stared at my palm. Drawing my focal point to the side, I commanded the arm to snap, midway up the forearm. It broke at a right angle, but the skin stayed intact. Using my gaze like a knife, I made an incision diagonally across the bend, severing the hand from the arm completely. There was no pain, whatsoever, and no blood, though I could see the meat and bone on the inside of the stump. Keeping the show going, I caused the severed hand to slide up and down the length of my arm, on its stump, and then perch back upon the end of my forearm and reattach itself. Everyone there was completely floored, including myself. (That had to have been one of the trippiest lucid abilities I've ever tried.)

Shortly after this, I could feel the dream fading. I tried to pull it back together, but I couldn't, and "woke up".


Dream Two: (FA)
I woke up, and the Haitian-looking dude was sitting at my computer, staring at the screen. Still groggy, I passively said "Ey, man. You gotta get up. I need to use that." He took a look at me, glanced back toward the screen and said "I'm not moving." Before I knew it, there was a gun in my hand. I was pretty much on auto-pilot at this point, and I just aimed the gun up and shot him in the wrist. He jumped out of the chair, clutching his arm and screaming in horror. Calmly, I got up from the bed and walked over to him like "It's ok, buddy. You're ok.," rather sarcastically, and I told him "you might want to go get that looked at, though" and laughed. Disregarding him completely, I sat down at my computer chair, to type up the notes on the lucid dream I'd just had. Then this FA began fading away and I woke up for real.

Haha. I love those FA's after lucid dreams where you still have powers, but you don't go lucid. That was cool that you sliced yourself apart.

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

Haha. I love those FA's after lucid dreams where you still have powers, but you don't go lucid. That was cool that you sliced yourself apart.

Heh. Yeah, those FA's are usually the best when your previous dream carries over into it, but you still don't realize that it's happening. Lol. And that was the first time I've ever tried slicing myself up like that. I expected to feel it a lot more than I did. It was really surreal.

And here's that (still disturbing) one from last night:


11/27/2009
Dream (Frag) One:
All I remember was reading a post on DV by Switch. Dunno what she was talking about, though.


Dream Two:
"Beware of Aliens"

There was a lot to this dream, but I don't remember too much of it. There was a lil badass kid - maybe 11 years old, or so - and he was trying to systematically murder all the rest of his family members. At first, I was watching everything in 3rd person, disembodied, and saw this kid stalking his dad in a dark hallway. He hid behind something, and when his dad came back by him, the kid lunged and shoved him over the staircase railing. The father fell to the ground below and died.

Sooner or later, I was in my own body, viewing things in first person. This "remote viewing" of what happened to the kid's dad left me with a knowledge of what had actually happened. I came into the scenario as a friend of the family (even though this was no family I know of, IRL), but I knew the kid was a killer and the rest of the family was soon to follow, in death. I'd called him out on it, once, but everyone treated me like I didn't know what the hell I was talking about, and he continued to play the role. From that point, forward, I kept a knife in my pocket and was very tense. I distinctly remember keeping my hand in my pocket too, and just rubbing my thumb along the back of the knife blade, while I walked around...just waiting for him to come out of nowhere with something. Even though I wasn't a part of the family, I felt like I was now a main target, because I knew what he was doing.

Later on, the kid and I were standing out on the pool deck. He threw something toward me (harmlessly - just kind of lobbing it), and I instinctively caught it. I looked down to see what it was, and it was a thick, green, plastic disc. Confused, I looked back at him, and he held up a joystick with a button on top of it. Immediately, I knew it was a detonator. Standing a good length away from me, he pressed the button. Nothing happened. He said "oh shit," and I knew then that he'd nearly just killed me, but failed. I grabbed what I believe was a baseball bat and held it back, stalking over in his direction. He backed away, and I just kept following him, brandishing the bat in strike position. We continued on like this until he had backed his way upstairs, into his room, and into a corner. It seemed like my beating his brains in was inevitable, but when I finally swung the bat down, I redirected it onto his entertainment center, smashing various pieces of equipment, over and over, and shattering whatever was on the shelves. I wasn't really ready to beat this kid down with a bat, but that was intended to be my warning to him that I wasn't fucking around. Apparently, he didn't take the hint.

The dream (or my recollection of it) skipped ahead, and it was the following day, just at sunset. Again, the rest of the kid's family was nowhere to be seen, and he'd already mapped out his revenge. Somehow, the kid got a hold of a pet Xenomorph (The aliens in the Aliens movie series), and let it loose, after me. This thing chased me all through the house, which was pretty much light-less, aside from a bright blue that could have only been moonshine. I don't remember how, but I ended up killing this thing, only to find out - even later - that it had already laid eggs. Now, usually when Xenomorphs lay eggs, they lay a bunch of small pods, out of which one face-hugger larvae emerges, each. But this one laid about six very large pods - each one standing about as tall as me. I'd gone out to the backyard again, after killing the adult Xeno, and saw the pods around by the side of the house.

There was a huge ordeal, out by the pool, around this time. I can barely remember any of it, though. Eventually, the eggs were hatching and - instead of one-per-egg - hundreds off these little face-huggers were flowing out of the shells. As if they were under his control, the small aliens started flooding toward me, as the kid just stood by and watched. By this time, there was another person in the scenario, and they were holding a flamethrower down on the, still hatching, eggs. The entire yard was bathed in orange light from the fire. It was ultimately having no effect, though. There were just too many of them hatching, so they kept flowing out of the shells like rice overflowing in a pot on the stove.

(I tried to pull up some movie footage of the face-huggers, but couldn't find anything on youtube. They are nasty lil fuckers, though.)

The first thing I thought was to dive into the pool, assuming they wouldn't be able to swim. Once I was in the water, though, I was proven wrong as they started streaming into the water from all sides, flapping their skinny legs across and beneath the water; flooding their way in toward me from all directions. Knowing that I wouldn't last long, being caught in the middle of this charge, I made a break for one side of the pool. I could feel the thick, stick-like legs of these things crawling up my legs and arms, once they came in contact, and scurrying their way toward my head. At a point before I reached the side of the pool, I thought I was going to drown - trying to stay afloat while pulling these damned things off of me. Eventually, I made it to the side and pulled myself out of the water. These small-dog-sized larvae covered the entire pool deck, and just as I ran, they all shifted direction toward me, never stopping their scurrying little legs from moving in my direction. Running myself into a corner, I hopped up and climbed the wooden fence. Once at the top, though, I kind of froze. Everything outside of the yard was a dark blur, and I was confronted with the thought of all these aliens getting out into the rest of the world. I knew that I couldn't let that happen, because Xenos could easily wipeout mankind as we know it. I turned around and looked back toward my partner, trying to find out if he/she was making any headway with the flamethrower. And from my elevated position, I could see the true scope of the swarm of face-huggers heading racing toward me.

These things flooded the back yard, and were instantly crowding their way up the fence and toward me. Faced with this - apparently gripping - moral dilemma, I instinctively sat down on the corner-post of the fence and decided to try to hold off the swarm until my unknown ally could burn all of the eggs, which were still bubbling over with fresh face-hugger spawn. When these things really started attacking me, it was like nothing I'd ever felt before in a dream (and I've been swarmed by a lot of things). It was an endless flood of them scurrying their way up my body - their legs like thin, bony fingers tapping their way up and around my limbs - 3, maybe 4 creatures at a time. I kept my balance, high on the fencepost, while they frantically tried to get at my face, like zombies to brains. Sitting on this post, I did my best to fight them off, grabbing them off of me, one by one, as more and more ran up the fence and onto me. I could feel them all over me - some running straight up my chest; some running around my back and then up to the front of me; some jumping up onto my arms and spiraling them up to my shoulders before trying to jump onto my face. (Ugh. It's making my skin crawl again, just writing this.) Whenever they would get too close to my face, I would grab them in both hands and crack them in half (like the way we crack the lobster, when we go diving for them), and toss the halves away, readying myself to fend off more of them.

This assault basically continued on, through the rest of the dream, and I woke up feeling like they were still trying to crawl around on me. I tried to go back to sleep, but everytime I did I just kept seeing/feeling them trying to swarm me again. So I got up, wrote down my notes, and didn't end up going back to sleep at all.

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Originally Posted by Oneironaut

10/10/2009

10/16/2009
Fragment
There was some serpent guy with wings and the body of a snake. I started battling him, first on TV (I believe I was playing a video game), and then he got strong enough - somehow - to actually manifest himself out of the game, where we continued our battle in 'real life.' In the middle of our battle, I became lucid. Even still, I tried every trick in the book, to take this guy down; ki blasts, super-strength, TK, pyrokenesis - and nothing was working. I little to no control in this dream, so I did the best I could, hand to hand. I don't really remember much of this one, though.

That's trippy! Raven and Nomad have often dreamt about me turning into a winged serpent. I will have to try to be this form when i become lucid someday!.