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« on: February 07, 2011, 10:25:28 PM » |
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Hey MM I have only been recording dreams for a short while, I'll keep up with my DJ here and appreciate any input Thanks guys 
I record my Non-lucid as Blue and my Lucids as Green
Oh and just to warn you, my dreams are usually very long, involved and are not like real life at all. This one I'm about to post for example creates an entirely new view on the reality of the world and the origins of things like sin and love and hatred.
Eternal Truths
Sleep Time = 9h Lucidity = 0/5
Tasks Attempted or Completed: None
I am suddenly not part of the dream I was having, I am sitting, looking into an image on still water of the dream I was in the middle of. The water is pooled in a shallow bowl shaped pedestal. Every thing is carved from stone, the pedestal, the seats around the pedestal, and the ground. I look around to see a great ruin around me.
Broken floor slabs, half torn down walls, great statues and non-working fountains. Thousands of nooks and each one apparently a shrine to different things. Crawling ivy and vibrant moss covered most bare surfaces and grew through the cracking structure. The roof was mostly gone and I could see the sky I had no idea what time it could have been because it was so dark with heavy gray clouds. Most of the open space on the floors had pedestals just like the one I was using, hundreds of them that I could see from just where I was sitting, All with stone seats surrounding them. And there were other people there like me, everyone in a robe, there were only rich dark colors. A few people were at the pedestals, either alone or in a group, each one leaning over the water, a vacant expression. Some people were wandering around, talking quietly to one another, or reading the inscriptions on the walls at the shrines, or kneeling in prayer at them. Others were at the edges of the ruin, looking at the view: a great expanse of lush green forest, dotted with other similar ruins or streams and rivers as far as the eye could see.
This place was like an image straight out of a fairy tale, the magic here was so incredible, anyone who has been to ruins in the real world would understand the feeling I got here. You could sense eons of history, every stone had a secret, and unlike the real world, they were all still there, mine to touch and explore.
I stood and began wandering around. I went to a wall and in a crevice there was a tiny relief sculpture, an old man with a staff and a lantern, the tip of his staff was a sapphire, and inside the lantern was a tiny yellowish crystal, under him was a tiny plaque that said something like "The Ashes of Lady Jasmine" but I do not remember the name. I pulled the edges of the relief sculpture out and it came easily. On the opposite side of the old man was a carving of a young girl, kneeling and her arms wrapped around an orb made of white crystal, I knew that the ashes were in the orb. I put it back. I kept wandering around.
I went to the different pedestals around the great hall. There were shrines directly behind each pedestal. And I came to understand what this place was.
I was in a world separate from the real world. The people here were not humans. We were the writers of eternal truths. Everything that philosophers questioned, was our area of creation. Noble ideals that physics and nature did not take care of themselves. We created things like, generosity, justice, mercy, selflessness, sympathy, love, responsibility to others, and so on. We also created, lust, greed, jealousy, thievery, apathy, hatred, selfishness, and so on. We both cursed and blessed the humans of the world with the qualities that elevated them from the status of animals. Not everyone in this world apart made a quality, that was left up to the few elders in our world, they had a special knowledge that even the rest of us didn't understand.
for the rest of us it was also our responsibility to separate the souls of departed people and send them to the correct after life. If they based their life predominantly around one of the qualities (either good or bad) we guided their spirit to the afterlife based on that quality. As you can imagine, the good qualities lead to a rewarding afterlife, the bad to a punishing one. The degree of their intensity towards that quality dictated how long they stayed in that afterlife. So someone who was devout their entire life would spend a lifetime being rewarded, someone who was overall good, but not very intensely so, would spend a few years being rewarded. Same with those who were punished. Eventually though, after their term of afterlife was fulfilled everyone was reincarnated. This also meant that those who came out neutral were just immediately reincarnated, this included children who died, or people who simply did not make any impact.
To us (The Keepers we called ourselves) time flowed drastically different than in the real world. We guided the spirit to the afterlife, waited just a moment and withdrew them from that afterlife, or we could wait a day and take them back out. The result was the same. To them the time in their afterlife was as long as it was supposed to be. To us, it was however long we felt like taking. However, the time in the afterlife, was equal to the time that passed in the real world. I don't know how I knew this but it was as obvious as stopping at a red light or knowing an alarm meant an emergency.
The pedestals were the gateways to the afterlives, but they were so much more too. Through them we could watch the lives of the people in the real world, or see their dreams, or live through their imaginations. My previous dream, I was in a mix between several different ideas, all held in the imaginations of thousands of people, (Final Fantasy, Pokemon, and Zelda games)
I turned a corner and suddenly came to a group of robed people, unlike before, their voices were loud and angry, they were surrounding a younger woman in a light brown robe, she had cropped dark brown hair, dark eyes and was very angry. I don't exactly remember the dialogue but I understood the argument.
The girl had created a new afterlife, she was new, she understood the rules but she was angry at an elder for some reason and made one when she wasn't allowed to just to mess things up. She made it a sin to turn to the right. Now, every soul that came to us had to go into this punishing afterlife she had created because, of course, every human turned to the right more than they expressed a good or bad quality in their lives. They were all going to be punished for entire lifetimes of turning to the right.
The girl was defending herself, saying it was the elders fault but everyone was against her.
Suddenly an elder was there. She appeared out of thin air. She was in a perfectly white robe, the only light color around, and had a staff like the statue of the old man, with a sapphire at the tip. She was an older woman, maybe in her late 50's had long wavy black hair, smooth skin, and deep gray eyes. I expected her to be angry but she was not, she only seemed sad. She told the girl that she was the only one that could fix the problem, she had to go into the after life and find the focal point and turn it off, destroy it. It was the only way to save countless lives from lifetimes of punishment. The girl was pissed and said no, but the Elder raised the staff and the sapphire glowed, everything around us became hazy, waving like the heat waves that come off a hot road. When everything was still again, there was a pedestal in front of the girl, she yelled at the Elder but the woman did not listen with her staff raised the girl began to get sucked into the water of the pedestal, she fought it but she started to go in at the very last second the girl did something, she somehow extended the Elders magic, I felt the pull of the staff drag me into the pedestal with about four other robed people, the water was shockingly freezing I gasped as I splashed through it.
We stood up, all six of us in what appeared to be a big city at night, there were people walking around confused and big yellow lamps down the streets. We didn't have our robes, we were in normal clothes. No one knew what to expect here, even the girl who created it.
I stopped someone walking by, an older man, I asked him what happens here, what kind of punishment was going on. He smiled at me but I could see he was worried. He told me he was looking for his apartment he had to get home, he had been wandering around all night and that he thought he was going in the right direction but he kept getting confused and couldn't find it. I asked him what his address was and he couldn't remember it, I asked him what city this was and he couldn't tell me, I asked him how long the night was and he couldn't tell me that either. I let him go and he wandered off confused.
We wandered around too, staying together, we had no idea where to look, or how to go about it. Then one guy said "well, maybe we should just keep taking r-" his voice trailed off and he looked confused he tried again "lets keep taking r-" He couldn't say the word "right" we all tried it. I felt suddenly choked as I tried to say the word. Literally without air, as if, if I said the word, I would suffocate. "I think I can say it" I tell everyone, "should I try?" They say yes, so I do it. Its a struggle but I manage to say it.
Suddenly all the street lamps went dark and all the people there froze, stuck in time. Lightning started to strike and rain began to pour, we ran for cover under an awning. "well, that was probably a bad idea" I say.
We keep wandering, eventually time restarts, and people keep wandering around. We stop to rest outside a closed shop. I am getting mad and say something along the lines of "of course the punishment here is not being able to get where you are going when all we have to do is get to a certain place!" the brown haired girl is about to start arguing with me when she suddenly recognizes someone and calls them over smiling and shocked.
There are two men, one with sandy brown hair, the other blond. They are both wearing heavy overcoats. I recognize them. They are special. In the beginning we sent people like them to man on earth to teach them through their actions about the qualities we created. They were the original sinners and the original righteous, and were separate from the rewarding and punishing process. They were simply the tools we used to show mankind what we made them capable of. It also made them the only ones who could safely move between all the levels of reality - On earth, in our ruins, and in the afterlife. They were sent by the Elder to make sure we were not affected by the punishments of this afterlife and help us find the focal point and destroy it.
They point us in the right direction and we start walking again, but this is where I fade out and wake up.
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« Reply #1 on: February 07, 2011, 10:50:47 PM » |
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. . . and at night I love to listen to the stars. It is like five hundred million little bells . . . --Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Art is evidence of the spirit's ability to transcend human boundaries. --pj
The plural of "anecdote" is not "data".
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« Reply #2 on: February 07, 2011, 11:43:37 PM » |
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lol I have others like this
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Sol rests her head on her great celestial pillow, and I rise from my sun-soaked slumber to claim the night.
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Posts: 14091
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« Reply #3 on: February 08, 2011, 06:46:53 AM » |
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 Bring 'em! (That really was and is an amazing read. It could be a very solid foundation for a novel!)
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. . . and at night I love to listen to the stars. It is like five hundred million little bells . . . --Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Art is evidence of the spirit's ability to transcend human boundaries. --pj
The plural of "anecdote" is not "data".
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« Reply #4 on: February 08, 2011, 10:22:49 AM » |
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Rewiring the Brain
Sleep Time = Unkown Lucidity = 4/5
Tasks Attempted or Completed: None
Notes: Dream from febuary 5th, was running a fever and had strange dream fragments up till the point that this dream started. I became lucid in a dream and either had a WBTB or FA, or could have just been a new dream, I was tired and sick enough that I couldn't say for sure what it was.
I got up from my bed and walked into this cold, dark, industrial, underground room. One wall was a computer screen. I sat in the chair in the middle of the room, (looked similar to the chair in "Doll house")
I heard a cool womans voice coming from the computer screen. She was talking about a new experimental machine that would aid in deeper, more restful sleep, aid in the ability to lucid dream, and give your brain the opportunity to work out problems while in the dream state. If the machine worked it might also cure mental disorders, tics, and idiosyncrasies.
The chair leaned me back, and the computer screen appeared on the roof now where I could see it. There was a semi-circular ring around my head. It lit up and I knew it was retrieving information from my mind. The computer screen zoomed out, and flew through thousands of files picking out random ones into a sub folder. I watched it analyse the files. It flashed the word "TARGETED" then went black.
It rebooted and flashed pictures of random things at me. A flower, a T.v, soap, a chicken. I don't remember them all. It stored the picture of a table a chisel and a pile of towels. Now it flashed something like "SOLUTION ACQUIRED" and went black again.
This time I what I saw I knew was in my mind and not on a computer screen in front of me. Images of different buildings scrolled through my mind. I saw cottages, skyscrapers, houses, mansions. I saw a skyscraper that I recognized from where I live and the image froze. "INITIATED" flashed in my vision and very very slowly the image became 3D, I started to fly through the building, doors flying open in front of me. I became more and more aware of my senses until it was as realistic as waking life. I realized I had a chisel in my pocket.
I couldn't hear the womans voice but I somehow knew my instructions.
The computer had analyzed my brain and isolated a problem that I was trying to solve. It also derived in what way my brain had to be rewired in order to come to the answer that I needed. The computer used association with the images to find the easiest way to create those pathways. Now in my dream the computer used my brain to create some sort of problem in the dream state that I had to deal with. If I did my brain would naturally create the pathways that I needed in order to solve my problem in the real world.
I flew around the building looking around. It was completely isolated and the deeper I went, the more decrepit the place looked. It began to look so old and unstable the place could collapse at any moment.
I knew that I was dreaming, and that I had complete control. But I believed in the truth of the higher level dream, that I was working on a problem and that I should go with the narrative of the dream.
I heard a noise in a second floor room. There was a big hole in the roof up to the second floor so I flew up through it and into an office room. There were two people in here. One was a dirty middle aged man laying in the middle of the room, he was covered in large blue and purple bruises, I assumed he was homeless. The other was a younger blonde woman who was pregnant, she was leaning against the wall, moaning. There was a big hole in the floor, and the floor boards were rotted and burnt all around the room making it extremely dangerous. I also notice a table in the room with clean towels on it.
I go to the man first. He seems like he is high or something. He doesn't remember how he got hurt he kept trying to get up and I held him down. He suddenly screamed in pain and I realized that his arm was broken I had to put it in a splint. I went straight to the table and broke off two legs, and grabbed two of the towels. I look back and the man was trying to get up. He almost rolled and fell into the hole. I used telekinesis and slammed him back down onto his back and flew to him. The woman was screaming non-stop now in pain. I grab the mans wrist and pull till his broken arm is straightened out. He passes out from the pain. I put the wood of the table legs on either side of his arm and tie them on with the towels, finishing the splint.
Now I go to the woman. I don't have to do much, I catch the baby as it comes out with a towel. It takes me a minute to find something to cut the umbilical cord with. I use the chisel making a clean cut. I wipe the baby clean with the extra towels and hand her to her mother.
Right on cue I suddenly wake up. This time in the real world and not in the chair in the first dream.
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« Reply #5 on: February 12, 2011, 07:08:30 PM » |
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Obsessed with Fishing
Sleep Time = Unknown Lucidity = 5/5
Tasks Attempted or Completed: Shout my name out loud = Completed Recite Edgar Allan Poe's "The Tell-Tale Heart" = N/A Find The Boy = Attempted Lucidity Powers Trials Club Task = Completed
Notes: Surprised I became lucid, been having insomnia problems lately.
I am in some kind of camp. There are plenty of tents around but stalls as well. People are selling things like carvings of Dragons and animals or shaped/blown glass and glass figurines, painted pottery, and so on. I find a beautiful figurine of a whale that I want but don't have enough money to buy it. There is a small stall renting fishing poles and I go there immediately.
I head towards the pond, There is a bridge where most people are fishing from, I wander around the edge of the pond looking for a spot where my back-cast won't get caught in foliage but can't find one so I go up to the bridge. I cast in twice and don't get a bite, but on the third one I hook something small and start reeling it in. I finally get it close to the surface and can see it is a small bass. Before I get the fish all the way up I have a FA.
I am in house 2 with my family, they are watching something boring on the T.V and I was sleeping on the couch. I remember to do a RC as I wake up and find out I'm dreaming I remember my dream goal and sit up on the couch, screaming my name out loud, my family looks at me like I'm crazy and I have another FA, waking up in the campgrounds again.
This time when I come out of my tent people are panicking. Packing up all of their things, looting the stalls of all the goods and traveling up the mountain. I can't get anyone to stop to ask what is wrong. As long as the stalls are being looted anyway I go to look for the whale figurine that I saw in my earlier dream, but it was already gone.
I decide that we will stay in the camp even though everyone is leaving and we will have to rely completely on our own hunting/fishing/gathering skills to survive (we meaning all my roommates who I just remembered were staying there with me. I follow someone who had looted a bunch of fishing poles to steal one for us but it was hard to keep up because my legs weren't working right. I have to go far up the mountain with them before I get my chance and steal it. I turn around to go back down and realize that we are in an expansive jungle (I think South America) and when all these people leave we will be completely isolated. I don't care and go back to the camp anyways. It starts to rain.
I go back to fish. I get another bout of not being able to move correctly. I remember from waking that this means that I am dreaming and that I should take the weights off that are tied around my ankles. I lean over to take the weights off but they are not there and suddenly I can walk fine...and so I figure that this means I am, in fact, NOT dreaming lol.
This time I get a big bite the second the lure hits the water. I hooked a HUMONGOUS catfish. I start reeling giving tons of slack whenever the fish dived or swam away trying to put enough resistance in to start to wear it out but not to snap the line. I wake up in bed suddenly. I do an RC just for the sake of consistency and I AM awake.
I fall back asleep and am in a department store except all the shelves are these burnt red clay fixtures, with normal products on them. I forget who I am shopping with but I know I am bored. We turn into an aisle and something catches my eye. I look and see the whale figurine from my first two dreams and realize I am dreaming and double check with an RC. The dream is very unstable so I do something I haven't ever tried before and say out loud "Full lucidity. NOW!" And it works! The dream snapped into clarity. I try to remember another dream goal and remember that I am suppose to see if I can recite Edgar Alan Poe's "The Tell Tale Heart" I start with the first few lines but stop when I realize that that was not one of my goals but someone else's that I had read about.
I suddenly remember to find The Boy. I run around the store, trying to summon him from around the corners and it fails. I try to close my eyes and have him in front of me and it fails. I run outside the store and go to a patch of grass to concentrate. I summon a random DC and try to morph him into The Boy but it fails. I get righteously pissed because I could summon a random DC but not him, and accidentally wake my self up. RC and I am really awake.
I fall back asleep eventually and AGAIN am in the camp grounds but they are different this time. Now it is a small village that is built up in the same spot. I have a fishing pole in my hands already and am looking for somewhere to fish. I don't go to the pond again and head to the river leading to the pond. I get there but can't fish because two guys are there. They are luring small alligators out of the water when they get one all the way out one jumps on its back and uses a knife to cut off the top of the alligators skull and remove a part of its brain. Despite this the pissed off alligator seems fine and escapes back into the river hissing. Suddenly two HUGE crocodiles appear (I'm talking Lake Placid here) they jump onto the bank, one gets the leg of one of the guys and starts to tear him apart, the other starts breathing fire.
And I suddenly laugh hard enough to start destabilizing the dream, because I realize that had accidentally created the Lucidity Powers Trials Club primary task from DV (Its the last thing I read before I went to sleep) even though I am not in the club, nor was I lucid up to that point. It goes without saying that I realized I was dreaming. I rub my hands to keep me in the dream.
I calmly walked up to the fire breathing Croc and let him try to bite me. He turned his head to the side and went for it. The height of his mouth on its side was the same height as me. I put my arms out to the side and stopped his jaws from clamping down on me. I felt him rolling around pissed off. I started pushing his jaws apart. wider and wider. When my arms were as wide as they could go I used telekinesis to keep forcing them wider (I know that in crocs that the top jaw is the same bone as their skull, just like us, but this worked anyways) eventually both jaws snapped off completely leaving the Croc with eyes and and a throat hole. He started breathing fire but I easily doused it by bending the water from the river between us.
I let that croc roll around uselessly and turned to the other, still finishing off the guy he was eating. I do a front flip onto the back of the croc and he rears up like a horse. I wrap my arms around his neck and squeeze. He rolls over me again and again but I don't let go until I snap off his head completely. The first croc is trying to slither back into the river. I grab his tail telekinetically and swing him around. I start bashing his head into the rock wall breaking it apart until he has no head left.
I head back to the village. People had built a wooden gate between the village and the river. They wanted my help to find everyone and bring them back inside the village. I told them that I killed the crocs already before I realized it didn't matter, they were just DC's.
I take off into the air and start flying over the jungle, enjoying the cool rushing air, I fly low and pull off some cool aerial acrobats with the tree tops until I finally wake up for the last time and RC just in case.
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« Reply #6 on: February 13, 2011, 08:52:08 PM » |
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Borg Apocalypse
Sleep Time = 8h Lucidity = 0/5
Tasks attempted or completed: None
Notes: This was a very long vivid dream, The plot is completely continuous and focused, The character that I was, was kick-ass to be. I'm considering trying to get back here on a lucid sometime.
I'm running through a jungle I have a pack on my back. I get to the edge of what looks like a civilization with tall technological structures. Its a Borg city (like from star trek). I sneak quickly through the city avoiding the cyborgs. I get to a smaller building near the middle. its a regeneration alcove, there are several Borg powered down. I find a specific kind of Borg, I open the chest plate and mess with the wiring, out of the Borg's forehead a large computer chip is ejected, just like a VHS out of a VCR.
I take the chip and put it in my bag, it is full of similar technology. I run back through the city and into the jungle. As I'm running I'm joined by other people like me, with packs on their backs. Suddenly I'm in a human encampment. I had walked through a forcefield disguising the place as just more jungle. The people there look ragged, but happy. They welcome us excitedly. We talk and get along. We step up on a circular technological pad on the ground. I see in 3rd person as me and the others turn into white light, then all the light balls together, then shoots off into the sky.
I see another pad on different ground. The white light falls to the pad, then separates, and me and my team re-materialize. I step off the pad...and see slaughtered people lying dead all around. We all take off running and its not long before we hear the Borg behind us (running, unlike from the show) I hear the hydraulic pumping of their legs as they gain ground and see the blasts of fire as they shoot at us, barely missing. We make it to a huge clearing at the top of a slightly rolling hill.
On the far side of the clearing is a huge rectangular cement opening. It is wide enough for 50 cars to drive side by side through it. It looks like a low ceiling from this distance but the closer I get I realize that it is still very tall, at least 40 feet high. It is camouflaged because trees and plants grow over the roof of the entrance, from the air it would look like continuous jungle. We sprint across the clearing everyone making it to the entrance and a sudden wall of fire shooting up behind us.
I stop, turning to see several of the Borg try to walk through the flames, the empty charred mechanical bits falling to the ground, useless without the biological flesh keeping it together. The left over Borg turn around and walk back to the trees.
Me and my team go deeper into the entrance. It slopes down, we go for quite a while, deeper, and deeper. We get to a checkpoint, its like high technological turnstiles, with attendants at about every 5 openings. They scan my I.D., activating it, and then I swipe the I.D. at the turnstile, making it open, and I walk through. We are now in a huge wide open area...and the entire history and setting of the dream becomes clear to me.
We are in a huge underground base, originally meant to be an armed forces base. This planet (not earth) had become supremely technologically advanced when the Borg attacked and assimilated most of the worlds population. Those that survived went to this underground base. It had the technology and resources we needed to survive. The Borg did not care about us because we posed no threat.
The base was separated into sectors according to clearance level. We were in the Community Sector, the lowest clearance level. We were going to the Technology Sector, the place where me and my team worked, to report on the Borg attack on the transporter pad. Most of the population stayed underground, never going outside, me and my team were among the few who went out, we stole the replacement parts we needed from the Borg to keep our civilization running. It was very dangerous, and we were well respected. The transporter pads were set up so we could quickly get to and from the Borg's technology.
The community sector was flooded with realistic light and the roof was high enough that birds would be able to fly happily over the houses. The houses themselves all looked identical from the outside, all almost perfect cubes, with several windows and a front door. The only difference was that all the different blocks of houses were all painted different colors and each had a different number on the door. There was an entire block painted blue, another red, another green. There was no other way to tell them apart.
There was a warm breeze, people walked around in loose fitting comfortable clothing. There were no postmen, no policemen, no cars, no public service workers. Just civilians, talking, walking, reading, laying in the grass in the several parks. No one was running errands, no one was rushed. It was a utopia. And not even the cliche utopia that has a dark secret of oppression or withholding. It was simple happy living, where people just spent their time enjoying each other, or improving their minds, or having fun.
We went through the Community Sector, but at the next Clearance checkpoint I stopped. My friend in the team asked what I was doing, but I gave her my bag of technology and asked her to make the report for me, and she agreed. I dream skipped back to the entrance of the base, I was scanning the tree line, looking for more Borg, when I saw something halfway between me and the trees.
I realized it was a dead body, but something was wrong. It took a moment for it to hit me. I realized this person had black hair. Black hair was a genetic trait that had been wiped out when the Borg assimilated everyone. Then the body moved. A hand went out as if the person was still trying to pull themselves towards the base. I didn't stop to think I ran as fast as I could to the person.
It was a man, he didn't look hurt on the outside, but he was mumbling and his skin was hot to the touch. Something was wrong. I half dragged half carried him back with me, and made it to the entrance and laid him against the wall. He kept trying to talk to me, but his words didn't make sense. I found a bloody cut at the base of his skull, I knew he had a bad head injury that he didn't have long to survive, I had to do something for him. I knew that if I tried to get him into the Community through proper channels that he would die before he would be allowed to receive medical treatment, I had to sneak him in NOW.
I can't remember actually running, but I ran to the gym in the community sector and grabbed a duffel bag, and ran back to the man. He was completely passed out, and dangerously pale.
I used buttons on the strap of the bag. It was very advanced, I pressed a button to make it as large as possible, just big enough to fit the man in when he was in the fetal position. I also pressed a button to activate anti-gravity on the bag. It was designed so that athletes could carry around all the work out materials they needed, weights and all, without hurting themselves. No one would question someone from the Technology sector having one, I carried the man in the bag back into the base.
I had no idea how I would get him into the Medical Sector. I couldn't take him through the patient checkpoint, I needed to go through the doctor entrance, that required clearance I didn't have. But I went there anyways.
I recognized one of the attendants. It was a nurse who had taken care of me over and over getting injured from provoking the Borg. We were good friends. I walk up to her as if I'm there to talk to her, but at the last second I jump the turnstile she was watching, pretending to do it just to upset her. The other attendants laugh as I make her chase after me. As soon as we go around the corner though I stop, facing her. I tell her everything about the man and what I needed to do. She saw immediately that he needed a scan to see in his head. She had me follow her.
We had to go through another checkpoint to get to the heavy medical equipment, the scanner we needed. She went through with her idea and I followed close behind, but the pissed off attendant stopped us and demanded to see my I.D. My nurse friend apologized and said she had it. She then took out a stack of I.D.s so thick she could barely hold it all in one hand, all copies of the I.D.'s of her patients. She took the one off the top, read it, flipped it over read the other side, then put it on the bottom of the stack, then checked the next. The attendant got more pissed until she finally yelled at my friend to stop being so unorganized and that she had better things to do than watch her, and went back to her post.
Me and my friend finally got into the scanner room and laid the man out on the table. Another nurse came in, she gave me, my friend, and the man each a shot in the arm to counter the radiation effect of the scanner. I breathed a sigh of relief as my friend pressed a button and the table started to slide into the scanner.
Just before his head went in the machine stopped, suddenly. Yellow lights began flashing and alarms went off. I realized that my teams report must have been given, and the alarms were warning to the civilians that the Borg were near and combative. I bit my lip and waited for the alarms to stop. I noticed that the shot had been making my arm tingle, and the feeling was getting stronger and stronger, it started to get painful, like pinpricks were all up and down my skin.
Suddenly I woke up, I had been sleeping on my arm and it was completely asleep and sore. I couldn't fall back asleep and sink into the dream again.
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« Reply #7 on: February 14, 2011, 10:14:36 AM » |
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Wow! That was so exciting to read! It's a shame you couldn't enter back into it after though..
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« Reply #8 on: February 15, 2011, 07:05:59 PM » |
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yeah :/ but it was fun to have  After I woke up I figured that the Borg had actually assimilated the man and were in the process of removing all of his implants to send him as a spy into the base. They were going to turn his senses into wireless surveillance equipment but he became lucid and escaped before they could wire him up the way they would have needed. We would have found out in his scan that he was still part Borg!!!!!  lol but its too late to find out how it goes now.
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« Reply #9 on: February 16, 2011, 10:02:19 AM » |
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Wow, that's so intense! I'm so jealous, it actually sounds like it could have been some sort of movie... 
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« Reply #10 on: February 23, 2011, 08:20:27 PM » |
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Riding a Seahorse
Sleep Time = 9h Lucidity = 5/5
Tasks Attempted or Completed: Fly out my window - Completed
Powers Used: Telekinesis Flying Waterbending
Stability Techniques Used: Hand rubbing Dream Sign Checklist Verbal Command
Notes: This dream was strongly effected by my last conversation in another forum about lucid dreaming and whether or not one should just "go with the flow" to promote dream stability or not, but I ended up ignoring advice and doing my own thing anyways. Also this dream centers around Houses 2 and 3 and changes between them seamlessly. SC = Subconscious
I am at my house (2) in the back yard by the driveway. There is a new car and I was trying to tell whose it was. I figured it was my older brothers because it was the same make as his car, but a different color. I go inside and my entire family is at the house, doing their own things. There is a platter of vegetables on the table, boiled baby carrots and broccoli, I eat some, it tastes DELICIOUS!
I see an envelope on the table and open it, I read clearly. It says : Inside of the trunk of this sports car is A BRAND NEW COMPUTER!!!!! YOU WON!!! I started asking around my family which car this was found on and no one remembers, I realize that it could only be between my brothers or my grandfathers car. (my grandpa was suddenly there and this wasn't strange to me)
We open my brothers trunk and inside is a tiny old dell computer, the screen was about as big as a post card. We set it up next to the house computer and I was about to turn it on when people start yelling in the living room. My grandpa has a knife and is threatening everyone with it. My dad is trying to calm him down talking softly, but I just walk up to him pissed off and grab the knife, fighting him as I wrestle it out of his hand. Everyone is mad at me for being so dangerous but I don't care. (he is really not that senile IWL)
I realize I have to pee. I go to one bathroom and it is occupied, I go to another bathroom and it is also occupied. I go back to the first bathroom and someone else is in it. Something doesn't seem quite right, I RC and realize I am dreaming.
I walk into my living room (It is definitely house 3 now) and remember something that pj brought to my attention in a forum I had just read. Skysaw had come up with the brilliant idea of going over all of the missed dream signs directly before becoming lucid. I go over them:
1. Brother's car was the wrong color 2. The house was fluctuating between houses 2 and 3 3. Food tasted different 4. Weird envelope with a weird message 5. Grandfather appeared (even though he is 2 states away right now) 6. He acted strangely
Just like he said as I specified each sign the room became clearer. It was like the light was off and for each sign I stated the dimmer was pushed up a little bit and then started to slide back down. So the room would get lighter and start to fade and I would say the next one and the room would get even lighter than before, and slowly start to fade again, so on and so forth until I said the last one. The room was very bright now and I stopped it from getting darker by saying "Full lucidity now!"
I remembered my conversation from the forum and tried to stay with this surrounding, talking with my family, asking the dream out loud to show me something, but I got bored of it quickly. I decided to fly out the window and soar over San Francisco like Petra did in her lucid dream a few days ago.
I triple check with an RC that I am in fact dreaming (it was unnervingly life like and I did not want to accidentally kill myself by jumping out a window. I open the window and put my foot on the window sill. I turn to my brothers who are standing there and say to one. "I'm going to jump out the window and I'm probably going to die" he looks incredulous, like I am crazy but then he says "SO!?!?" like I am wasting his time I back up, then jump out the window, free falling two stories before I take off, flying over the rooftops. I zoom over the low buildings heading for the skyscrapers of down town.
The flight is very life like except there are huge robotic people in the some of the streets, like transformers with really long pikes. The try to poke at me as I fly by, just as a precaution I rub my hands together. Telekinesis is not really working so I focus on my totem, feeling myself power up (I'm still flying) I point at one and he squishes into the ground like a huge invisible mallet just hit him. I laugh at this and make it into the city.
I soar between the sky scrapers, finally making it to the ocean. I fly through Pier 39, barely making it over the railing as I zoom over the surface of the gray ocean. I skim the top of the water, making it spray as I touch it and dodge the rolling watery waves as it gets more and more choppy. I circle back and end up on another pier. It is like a mix of china town and the piers. Huge golden statuettes amazing smelling food stands full of steaming seafood.
I wander around and end up next to what looks like a huge jacuzzi and an old sailor. I float up so I can see into the tub. There is a HUGE yellow/gold sea horse. He tells me that it is a kid ride and I probably wouldn't be interested. I float over and land on the sea horses back, the guy laughs and pulls a lever that makes the water in the jacuzzi start flowing back, pushing us. The sea horse (which is tied by a halter to the front of the wooden tub) starts to swim forward against the current to keep slack in the halter. The water gets faster and soon the sea horse is practically galloping forward with me on its back (it was really fun!) I focused on the detail of the skin of the sea horse and the back of its head and was really impressed with the realistic quality of it.
The sailor said that was enough, stopped the water and then laid down falling asleep immediately and snoring. Suddenly the sea horse spoke to me, asking for my help in getting it back to the ocean. Now I was just insulted by my SC. This was exactly the beginning of the Great Bay quest of Zelda: Majora's Mask and I was insulted my SC couldn't be more original.
I did enjoy the ride though so I decided to put off my next lucid goal to please my SC. I undid the horses halter and the sailor man woke up yelling at me. I ignored him and I got on the back of the sea horse again turning it around 180 degrees facing the ocean again. The guy grabbed my shoulder, wrenching it with surprising force. I used TK to throw him against the wall and then focused on water bending. Blasting the water through the wooden tub, breaking it, and then riding the wave on the sea horse towards the ocean.
I only made it about halfway when I was suddenly awake, no fading at all.
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« Reply #11 on: February 24, 2011, 05:37:51 PM » |
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Detective Seven
Sleep Time = 8h Lucidity = 0/5
Tasks Attempted or Completed: None
Powers Used: None
Stability Techniques Used: None
Notes: ^ _ ^ I have just had a Law and Order: Special Victims Unit marathon and tried to WILD into it, I was a detective with my favorite partner! It was really cool, I totally have a girl crush on the female detective so that was exciting, even if I didn't stay lucid and it wasn't a very long dream.
I am in the top floor of a house, I am in an overcoat and searching through drawers. There is a large open window, even though it is really cold outside and the middle of the night. Det. Stabler is there, he asks me if I found anything. I tell him no, he asks me to get Olivia's attention, I lean out the window and look down to see a body covered by a white sheet, Olivia was hunched over it, thinking, looking around. I call down to her, she answers, she seems pretty upset and says we should go, CSI will find anything else. We go downstairs Elliot leaves and I'm about to when Olivia says she needs to talk to me.
We walk away towards a commercial sized shuttle bus for the airport. She tells me she has to go to Tokyo for a case, but it was off the books, she was acting as a private eye and she wanted some help. It would only be 7 days, so that was a LOT of traveling and working in a very short amount of time. I could see she was already desperately overworked and exhausted. I agreed to go with her. We get on the bus.
It is mostly empty this late at night, we go to the back of the bus, there are several detectives from the Law and Order shows that I do not watch. They are very welcoming. The bus starts and we talk for a little while, I don't remember what is said mostly but I remember the bus driver hollers at Olivia for trying to light a cigarette on the bus.
Missed Dream Signs: I was a detective I was with imaginary characters Olivia would not go to Tokyo Olivia does not smoke There was no reason for the other detectives on the bus
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« Reply #12 on: February 24, 2011, 05:38:35 PM » |
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Sniper
Sleep Time = 8h Lucidity = 0/5
Tasks Attempted or Completed: None
Powers Used: Sharpshooting
Stability Techniques Used: None
Notes: The first setting is from the movie "After the Party is Over" Other than that, It was fun to snipe, I almost NEVER use guns in my dreams, so this was a treat.
I am in a house full of interesting things. Random paintings, authentic sculptures, old books, symbolic jewelry and masks. I spend most of the time looking at a set up of earrings. I particularly like a pair of skull ones. My sister comes downstairs into the room and tells me I'm going climbing with her. I tell her I don't want to and she gets angry and tells me she already packed my bag and everyone is waiting for me. She guilts me into it.
Next thing I know we are hiking through a foresty mountain area, headed to the base of a good popular climbing spot. There are three other people there waiting for us and other people walking around finding other good spots, the ropes are already coming down off the cliff and they are harnessed in. We start to set up our ropes when we hear a gun shot and one of the guys is dead in his halter.
I drop flat rolling against the rock face. And look up to see a faint shadow of a body as he stood and scrambled away from his hiding spot. I get a sniper rifle out of my climbing bag (apparently it comes standard with climbing gear) and aim up at the ridge but was too late. I scan the mountain tops but don't see anything, but another shot rings out and another person falls over dead.
People run for cover, Me and my sister make it into a little restaurant lodge where people are holing up. We stay for a little talking when I see the guy running through the woods. I want to shoot him but I realize I don't have my gun on me I yell for it and people in the diner point me to the my gun and I am too late again.
the dream slowly fades and I wake up.
Missed Dreamsigns: A loose gunman Dream skip from city to forest Having and knowing how to use a sniper rifle
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« Reply #13 on: February 24, 2011, 05:39:26 PM » |
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Portal Attempt
Sleep Time = 8h Lucidity = 5/5
Tasks Attempted or Completed: Yell my name out loud - Completed Tell a DC they don't exist I am dreaming them x3 - Completed Create a portal - Attempted
Powers Used: Flying Created a portal Rebuilt my body
Stability Techniques Used: Fly straight up Verbal commands
Notes: Had some success with creating a portal and had fun conversations with DC's. Fell asleep counting "100...I'm Dreaming...99...I'm Dreaming...98...I'm Dreaming...97..." and so on
I am walking down the street with Petra, but suddenly she is not with me, I turn around and head back looking for her, confused, and I think "oh I forgot to RC when I woke up" I do, and am shocked to find I am dreaming. I check twice to make sure. I say "Full Lucidity Now" and watch the surrounding area jump into focus. I marvel at how beautiful and realistic everything is. I fly straight up, spinning slightly, just enjoying the dream. I see a friendly looking DC and land next to him, he says good morning. I say "hey guess what?" he looks interested and says "yeah what?" I whisper "Your not real, this is my dream...what do you think of that?" he looks pissed and starts to walk away grumbling, "what did you say? I didn't catch that" I say. He answers "That's just an excuse" I ask him what he means? excuse for what? He looks at me disgusted and says "for being so slick!"
I think he means that my flying was a slick trick and I was calling it a dream when it really wasn't, but I am confused enough to leave him alone. I yell my name out loud at some people walking by and they avoid me. There are two little girls that walk up to me. I get their attention and start to fly for them, they laugh and clap. I land and tell them, you know, you don't exist right? and they start to cry.
I ignore them and try to open a portal. I tried to draw a circle in the air with my finger and it didn't work but I kept trying I just kept spinning my hand in a circle and then I saw it. The center of the circle was turning red, and in the very very center there was a minuscule little white dot....I knew that the dot was the other side of the portal and I had to make it bigger. I kept outlining the circle getting faster. The air around started to shimmer and spin, it looked just like water. I made the circle bigger and it grew...but not big enough... I was getting a cramp, I couldn't keep it up I was slowing down and I didn't want to lose it so I tried to jump through it before it was stable and only half of me ended up on the other side :/ but I put myself back together with no problem.
I was only a mile or so away on the edge of the city. I had a third person view of half of myself wobbling around before I rebuilt my body. I wandered around, ended up seeing a huge ugly red orangutan that was supposedly an old friend. I faded awake
Missed Dreamsigns: Could not remember how I got where I was
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« Reply #14 on: February 24, 2011, 06:46:58 PM » |
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Good job on making successful use of the mnemonic. That's a nice way to attempt WILDing too - even when it fails, you have perfectly set up for MILD.
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