There are now two years worth of dreams posted in this journal.
Two Years
May 14, 2012
November 1, 2011
I am with some friends at college and see a woman I recognize. It’s been a good many years since I saw her last, so I assume she is a teacher now. I forget her name. She comes over and talks to me.
We follow her through a communal area of the building to a back room where a party is getting underway. I am wearing a white suit jacket and pants but they are slightly big on me and I’m not wearing a belt to keep them from sagging.
People are smoking but I don’t have any on me. There is a fat guy sitting in front of a computer with an unopened pack beside him on the desk. I ask if I can bum a cigarette but he offers to sell me a carton for 80 bucks instead. I tell him I can drive down to the store for less. I just want one pack. Can you sell me one pack? he want’s 5 dollars which I give him. He gives me a key to get it from a locker outside.
I go outside but forget which locker. These are octagonal shaped? and not many so I’m about to try the key in all of them until I find the right one, but I spy two cops walking on patrol nearby. If they see me keying all the lockers they will harass me so I go back inside.
They have noticed the lights and noise from the party and come over. One of them looks like Jim Baloushi and he warns not to let things get out of control.
Copper
I am hammering some copper into rings.
November, 2011
“Why the new universe might fail.” A voice I heard while lying in bed. Didn’t get anything else.
November 6, 2011
Silver Tower
I drive up to a place that is like a wooden stall with leather strings on the wall and chicken crates around. Behind here is a huge silver tower. It is three towers stuck together with the central one taller than the two on the side. On top of the central tower is a huge sphere. It is a huge complex inside like a small city. I see a film or have a vision of the past where a watch a spaceship crash on the spot where is later built this tower. It was a triangular wedge shaped ship with rounded edges like a ship from Stargate series. However it is smaller and transparent. There are brown aliens in it.
I’m not sure where in this dream this happened but I remembered about the different types of double beings. About a half a dozen. I even remembered which type I was and said it out loud.
While inside the tower, I suddenly became aware that a certain death defier wanted me dead and was going to send assassins after me. I even visualized him. A blonde guy in a suit? After this I see two supermodel looking women in silver boots and silver sequined mini-skirts walk through the wall but I know they are the assassins sent after me but I ignore them as they can’t do anything here or can’t do anything to me anyway. (Perhaps they were DCs since I saw them right after.)
I focus my attention on a little person woman in an outfit made of small glass tiles. Her outfit morphs into two black boards with plastic, magnetic alphabet letters on it.
November 7, 2011
I have a vision while lying in bed of opening a sheet of paper that fills my field of view. On it is written info about the different types of double beings. There are a lot more listed here than I dreamed about yesterday. I’m unable to take it all in, in a glance, so I focus on one item but lose the vision.
That night a female voice says, “Your goal is to blackmail? me.”
November 9, 2011
I am at a small asteroid not too far from an island in space. It has sharply defined edges so is more like a giant spaceship made of earth and covered with plants. There are two guys here that I am going to help infiltrate that island. It is in some way restricted territory. They get in a small ship that looks like a lunar lander attached to the asteroid. This asteroid is on a trajectory that will crash into the island. It is small and the island is big. It will be ignored. As I watch, the ship separates before impact and flies away along the length of the island.
November 11-16, 2011
I am lounging on a large bed. There are several cats here. They are sentient beings. They keep pestering me to have sex but I’m not interested, telling them I am saving my energy. They keep pestering me so I leave there and go to a place with bunkbeds and a bunch of kittens running around.
I am pushing a girl on a bicycle, teaching her how to ride.
November 20, 2011
SB
Outside house I grew up in. My old man is parking cars on the street but isn’t leaving enough room for cars to pass. There are hostilities between SB and my old man.
I imagine dumping my cafeteria food on SBs head at school the next day.
They come to an uneasy truce out of necessity? They are preventing something from happening? A woman is the source of the negativity. SBs wife?
King
A terrible inefficient king.
Leaning
Someone was leaning over me while I was in bed.
Tall dorm-like tower building. looking for outside access, roof ledges, people sleeping in rooms.
November 25, 2011
Svartelfir
I search for in a dark place and find a way to enter Svartelfir. It has something to do with a tree in the woods and flying through the air from there.
With BA
In IB world with BA. I’m lounging on a bed while he is looking up something on the internet. I type in something for him but I don’t get it right.
Birds
I am flying around in the sky high above a landscape of green forests and lots of water. There is a long road through the valley and up the mountain but no cars in sight. I become lucid and land on the side of the mountain at a place in the road where people can park and admire the view of the valley with the lake on the left and forest of trees on the right. There is a row of five bird cages here.
In each birdcage is a small bird. Four of the birds are the same or nearly so. They are dark as if they have almost no energy. They are starving and almost dead. I become lucid and almost leave to go somewhere else but decide to stay and deal with the birds. If I try to determine if they are real or not I’ll wake up but I don’t want to abandon them if they are real.
There is a bench with food and water but the bottles are full of something other than seeds so I give them water. As soon as they each take a sip of water, they brighten and perk up instantly. The last bird is different. It has a hard ridge on either side of it’s head, a bar like a towel rack the same dark brown color as the beak, with a long multicolor ribbon tied in a knot to it’s right side one. I struggle to hold my awareness there as I work at undoing the ribbon but wasn’t able to get it completely off before waking up.
November 28, 2011
In the dream I saw something that would happen to my niece in the future when she is about 19 or so. Still in the dream, I go tell my sister about it in hopes that she can influence the outcome so it doesn’t happen.
I’m with my niece in the present. She has been on vacation from school and I escort her back to school. It is a dormitory school like Hogwarts in feel but not in looks.
She shows me where she sleeps in the dormitory. It is a huge space, like a great hall with multiple levels on the sides all open to the main space. The sleeping arrangements are coed. There is no segregation according to gender but the beds are grouped in small numbers so there must be some sort of association for those whose beds are close together. The beds look like huge brown bean bags. There are a lot of people around. Classes haven’t resumed yet. At the foot of her bed is a list of the people she likes the most. Her mother is at the top, no. 1, and I am at the bottom, no. 12.
I leave her and walk around a bit. I go outside. Everywhere there are young people. All manor of sentient beings are here, not just humans from earth but humans from other worlds. I watch some kids scooping out pumpkins for pies. It is harvest time and the celebration goes on for about a month, not just one day.
I look at one of these alien humans standing near a small creek. He is covered in short fur and looks like a two or three foot tall squirrel standing on his hind legs. He is wearing a vest and has hanging at his side from a strap crossed over the opposite shoulder. I should add that the feeling of him was completely human, even though his form was different.
As I was looking around at the structure of the huge hall, I recognized it as a place I had discovered or created a long time ago and was glad some good use was being made of it.
November 29, 2011
Sharks
I’m at a town on the beach. It’s a foreign land. There are weird alien sharks in the water with floppy dorsal fins. There is some seaweed that has leaves on it. Out on the water is a shark riding a wave board. Its upper half is on the board and lower half in the water, same as a human would be.
Rosanne Bar
I am with Rosanne Bar and others who are her family. She wants us to sell books. My old man borrows her truck and leaves without me. I run after to catch up to him. He crashes the truck and rolls out of it. There are two people still sitting inside. He says he want’s to go home.
October 1, 2011
Summoned
I’m on a text based mud but it is sort of like a hybrid virtual environment/text mud where it’s a virtual landscape but commands are typed in as text. All of the ones I’ve dreamed are like this.
Someone did something for me and I send a general chat message to thank them. I sent it as an emote but when it posted, the target person was blank as if they were a hidden admin and this bug revealed to the public there was a hidden admin online.
I am immediately summoned by an admin? I feel a force grab me and pull me across the landscape toward an unknown destination. I don’t like this shit so I type “recall”. Shit, I don’t have that alias set. I’m still flying through the air. I type ‘help recall’ but there is no help file for that. I can’t remember the words for recall so I have no choice but to wake up so I don’t end up at wherever I’m being pulled to.
My alias was Kissler or Kaiser. Something like that.
October 3, 2011
Myself and a few others had infiltrated a dark death defier world for reasons I forget. One of the sorcery people with me was the brown haired military guy who appeared to have put on a little weight. I don’t remember who the others were but at least one was female. We were in a square well-lit room when we perceived our presence had been detected.
Someone suggested we go to a certain place and as we had to move immediately, we went there. We flew through the walls and through the air across a landscape for a short while to get ahead of our pursuers. The landscape was not visible as it was very dark but it seemed to be uneven and rocky with lots of boulders. We approached a rocky cliff-like embankment with half buried buildings. My impression was that this area was near the edge or border of that world.
We flew through the ground/wall and entered into a lighted interior space where an old white haired hermit was standing at a table. I immediately recognized him as Castaneda, however, this revelation didn’t seem to have any impact on me, it was just trivia. I seemed to be focused on figuring out how to exit that world without coming into contact with the entities pursuing us and guarding it’s exits. He said something to the effect that he was making full black body covering suit things and that he had enough for all of us and if we put them on, we would be able to exit out of there unmolested or something like that. There was more to his description but I forget.
Right after that, one of the creatures pursuing us which looked like a dog sized giant flea, gray and red with huge dagger like teeth, also grey and red, busted a hole through the door. (I don’t recall actually seeing this creature, just it’s teeth sticking through the door, but I visualized what it looked like.) They had caught up to us about 30 seconds sooner than I expected them to.
The military guy moves toward the door to block it and I go to hurriedly put on the suit. I had been completely uninterested in Castaneda and his proposal until that moment but when pressured by the close proximity of our pursuers and having not thought of anything else, I went for it. I am standing next to a ledge against the wall near that door, not near the table with Castaneda. I grab a glove off the ledge but it has brown leather stitched to the palm. I realize this is an object that I imagined into existence and isn’t real. Is there even a real suit at all?
At that moment, I am tackled from behind by a black stick figure person about 4 feet tall. It had a featureless black sphere for a head and fuzzy cylinders for torso, arms and legs with no hands or feet. It felt soft. There was no weird energy sensations. It felt firm but soft, like grappling with a black panther without teeth or claws. My impression was that this was an entity wearing the black suit covering. (either that one or the real black hand kind)
All this occurred very fast. We were probably in that hermit place less than a minute before I woke up. I don’t remember any dogs.
As I was waking up, I became aware there were two entities standing next to my bed touching my energy body. I was lying on my right side and could feel that manipulation as a band of pressure across my back just below the shoulder blades and a lesser band of pressure lower down my back. I seemed to think the one touching my upper back was male and the other female. I couldn’t tell if they were good or bad. I only perceived them for an instant before I was fully awake.
It seemed after I woke up (there was no time to ponder about stuff during the dream) that he was trying to trap us by tricking us into wearing those things by pretending to be helping us.
October 6, 2011
I was with about a dozen male sorcerers and Don Juan standing around a roughly spherical object about two feet in diameter resting on the ground. It looked like a big rock with swollen varicose veins. Don Juan was explaining that this object allows one to enter into a completely separate universe but it is a one way trip, you can’t come back and there is no way to know what kind of universe you will end up in and no telling what organic form you’ll become. He said some groups of sorcerers in the past have left the universe this way and that if anyone needed to escape this universe for some reason, here was a way to do it. I, however, found the whole concept of a blind leap into the unknown very unappealing.
Green Leaf
I am on a green alien world with people in it that look like tall flat green leaves.
October 15, 2011
Warthog
I am at a place near a river. I am with a man who is a pilot. I remote view an airfield place up ahead of us. I tell him about the Warthog fighter jet I saw there. I forget what we did after we arrived there.
Mud
I’m holding a lit cigarette in my fingers as I bang two gator shoes together to get the mud out. As I’m doing this, I accidentally burn a hole in my khaki pants. The mud won’t come out so I have to claw it out with my fingers.
I try to fly but can’t. I don’t have enough energy to fly but I try again anyway.
October 23, 2011
Empress
I work for an empress. I’m the guy who takes care of everything, like a steward. She is dressed in white and is a bit egocentric. There are a bunch of entourage people around her.
There was this guy who made some wooden sculpture like things. She wanted me to destroy them. She felt threatened by them in some way. In the guys shop is a trap door that leads to the muddy crawl space underneath. I throw the objects in there along with some other stuff of his because these are too important to be destroyed on the whim of a bratty empress. I tell him I did this so he can recover them and hide them later.
When I get back to her she asks if I got rid of them and I tell her I buried them in the woods or something like that or maybe I said I buried them? (I can no longer remember and didn’t write that response in my journal.) In any event, she is satisfied with my response.
I’m done for the day. I am really looking forward to getting home with my wife/girlfriend, whatever, and eating supper. I swim across some water to where she is. She wades out partway to greet me. She climbs on my back and I swim toward our home. I get some water in my nose at one point but maintain my level in the water until I get to a point where it is waist deep and she can dismount and I can stand up. She had brown hair.
That me was very cool. I like him. Nothing bothered him. Just another day at work.
Blue Puppy
I am staying at an apartment for a day or two. It has a weird dome-like shape. There were about a half dozen green houses connected to this place. They were short but long hot houses made of glass. They were prism shaped or shaped like a roof.
On either side of this street are two buildings with long stairs. I didn’t like the stairs. I felt they should be removed. Between them is a sunken road. This place reminds me of California in some way.
I walk down the road and enter the house of an old lady. There is a friendly blue and white puppy there that I pat and play with. The old lady walks out of the kitchen, sees me there and goes back in to finish making breakfast without saying anything.
The puppy bites my finger, drawing blood. I have to pry it off. It then morphs into an odd looking thing. I leave the house.
Beautiful World
I am on an alien world. We are on the edge of an ocean but it is mostly knee-deep water with rolling, pebbly and sandy bottom for miles and miles. The water is crystal clear and filled with all kinds of sea creatures: crab-like things, sting rays, sharks, many smaller fish, etc.
I am with a woman, brown hair?. we snorkeled. She ate a small fish raw? She took me to a place that was a small deeper area. Was there an old sunken boat in it?
There are guys who patrol this tidal ocean? They are aliens. I think they are native to this place. I didn’t describe them in my journal but I remember them as being much taller than a human and have a fin shaped head. Overall tan color? I did write they had colorful striations like in a sand bottle. This one carried either a spear or crossbow and was mounted on a beast of burden. An alien creature I didn’t describe either. I think it only had two legs but am not certain. It may of been of similar coloration as the alien. In shape, it sort of looked like an ostrich but without the feathers as it wasn’t a bird. I forget what the head looked like but I don’t think it was a long neck. He told us not to eat the fish.
Underground Kids
I am on a different world. It is deserted. No one lives there anymore and are presumed to have died. It was populated by kids who got stranded there somehow. They built perfect replicas of houses and things they remembered from the world they came from. They even invented a camera that printed photos on cloth.
I wrote this in my journal about that dream: “In the dream, I speculated they arrived there after their descendents were rescued, which doesn’t make any sense.”
October 28 or 29, 2011
I try to fly using the fist method but it causes my wrists to hurt.
October 30, 2011
Alien Vehicle
I piss in a toilet but this causes me to wake up. I’m lying on the back of an alien vehicle. There are several people sitting up front. I realize I have pissed my pants while I was dreaming of pissing in the toilet. I wake up for real. I haven’t pissed myself and I don’t need to pee. I go back to sleep.
Cellphone
I am hanging out with people who seem to be cousins. A cellphone rings but no one answers. I realize its my cellphone that is ringing but for some reason the ringtone is different than its supposed to be.
Its a relative asking if I’m ok. She was at the house I was previously at. The cellphone folded out into a tablet which was cool.
Later, I’m hanging out with more cousins. I sit with some of them on a grassy embankment. They are wearing weird black skirts. I am in my underwear so I have wrapped a black bed sheet around me. I am with two women specifically.
Other cousins are engaged in a civil war re-enactment. We are watching this. I have to stay and watch because if I leave, it will interfere with the re-enactment because the basic elements of it are derived from me in some way. When they are done. The two women and myself get up and start walking down the road. They are going to their home and I am going to mine. They are a good ways up the road from me when I become lucid.
I realize they are IBs and jokingly say, knowing they can hear me, “I should probably ask if you’re IBs.” I then say, “I always get confused about my gender when I’m with you guys.” I recall that I am sometimes a woman with them. I feel like I have to pee and fortunately, there is a restroom right here by the side of the road. I go in but before I pee into the urinal I say, “I wish one of you would come and make sure I’m not dreaming so I don’t piss myself in my sleep.” I wake up. I haven’t pissed myself as I only mildly needed to pee, but it was enough that I made sure I did it before going back to sleep.
September 2011
May 13, 2012
September 1, 2011
Supporting Actor
I’m a supporting actor in a movie. I didn’t dream about making the movie, just attending the showing of it and some socializing afterwards. Walking up huge ramp, no sides, levitating everywhere I go instead of walking. Male lead is the blonde guy in white, later, after watching the movie, he was socializing with some people and playing around. He looked like ep3 Anakin and I watched as plasma bolts were shot at him but were missing. It seemed he was causing them to miss then one hit him square in the middle, but didn’t hurt him. turbo bolts, not blaster bolts. Blue and red bolts.
Later in the crowd I hear someone ask about him. “I say that bolt would have killed a human but.. ” someone says, “That was his mother idiot! Now she will be worrying about him.”
I am with the female lead woman. I had sat next to her in the theater. There was more stuff but at this time it’s lost.
Alligators
Dreamed about a couple of alligators.
September 2, 2011
House of the Golden Sun
The phrase “House of the Golden Sun” sort of popped up out of nowhere.
Arch Angel
A lot of stuff I forget, some traveling, with some people, a boat?
I am in a room with a low stucco ceiling, low light level. I am lying on my back with a nude woman lying on her back on top of me. I am showing her how to summon the arch angel in charge of the earth element. I forget what we did in order to summon him but it was semi-sexual in nature.
A round eyeball appears in the ceiling. I point to it and tell her to focus on the eye. It changes into a 2 inch thick slice of salami then back into an eye and then he was there.
I told her he can grant her a wish but it has to be reasonable, something within his power to grant. She asked something to the effect of curing her brothers of their drug addiction. He said he can’t change anyone, it would effect freewill.
She is gone or was taken away by someone. There is a small table with carved wooden shapes on it. I think these objects were related to her in some way. An old woman came up to the table with a small pick hammer and busted open the objects. There were small clay figurines inside.
The archangel ponders over the objects for a moment then holds his right hand over a wedge or tear shaped object and an invisible heat wave burns the splinters off of it. He does stuff with the objects I don’t remember.
I realize that his working with global things has the same feel, work, effort to it as it does for us when we create things. He confirms my thoughts, saying that when he changes something it changes things on a global scale, saying if he changes a towel, it changes all the towels on the earth.
He then started to tell me how to do something. He mentioned Iron Oxide but I woke up in the middle of it and was a bit frustrated I didn’t get all of that.
The woman was a tall, sun weathered blonde with shaggy hair and a tan.
September 3, 2011
Lioness
I was hanging out with a lioness. Visual of seeing her run and lying down beside me.
Tar
In house with brother and father, earthquake, house slides down hill with us inside.
I have plastic bin with food stuff. There is enough for several people for a couple of days, mostly beef jerky.
Town is muddy and dilapidated. A bad boss guy and his thugs want to kill me. I attack first. outmatched, seems like I may have cheated by altering the scenario so I could win? They may of had guns before but now not? I find two metal rods like long L shaped lug wrenches. I wield them like swords and stab boss guy and others. I am apparently a skilled swordsman when I need to be. When boss guy dies, a tar like black substance is scattered everywhere in this town. Everyone in this town somehow now has tar on them. About a hundred people. People don’t like the tar and want it off as soon as possible.
A hole in the ground is filled with water with something in it and a handful at a time remove clothes and get in. a guy manages people waiting to use pool. people filled with joy when tar comes off. Everyone is in the process of removing clothes while waiting for turn in pool, including myself. I see a woman with a tall man with short blonde hair, headed toward the pool, They don’t see me. I recognize her as the woman I just found on Facebook. She is same woman in Arch Angel dream.
September 7, 2011
Private Dick
Spying on some man as if I am a private detective.
I am in a house I refer to as the Tchula house. My aunt lives here but is missing. I am with 2 or three others. We go to a house to the north that she apparently also owns. It is full of supplies, lots of batteries and a mouse. While setting glue traps to catch the mouse, aunt shows up.
Her husband had apparently robbed a bank? and she had the money, a treasure, hidden somewhere.
Soul Destiny Card
I get a message in the form of the Soul Destiny Card facebook app. The card was named Nilla? Nima? The persons name who sent the message? Instead of a card description there was a direct message to me. You must escape blah blah blah (a whole paragraph) blah Quit spying on blah blah.
AS I read that last part, I recalled the spying dream.
Ducks
hanging with younger brother and father in a house, near a lake. Later with brother in motel room next to lake. He is sleepy and goes to sleep. I look out door at docked boats and ducks on water. Every once in a while a duck would disappear under the water as if it was pulled under, then later pop to the surface, dead. Some unknown something was in the lake killing the ducks in this way. I was wary so didn’t go check it out.
Later while in drowsily state, dreamed a research team sent down a high speed camera on a cable and got pics of a giant squid looking creature.
September 8, 2011
Woman in Mirror
I am living in a dorm like place with a number of others. We’re going out. I get ready by brushing my teeth but have to look for my brush as it doesn’t seem to be where I thought it was.
While brushing my teeth I look in the mirror and see that I am a woman with wavy shoulder length dark brown almost black hair and wearing a jumpsuit like outfit with pale multicolor splotches pattern. It has a late 80′s early 90′s look to it. I think it looks horrendous and outdated. I will have to change into something else. I run my fingers through my hair adjusting it so it looks decent. It is too shiny, I need to wash it but there isn’t time. It will do though. When I run my hands through my hair it was natural, feminine, as if I’d done it thousands of times before.
I was myself, but the me in the mirror was a woman. Seeing her didn’t phase me. I was thinking these clothes are too feminine for a guy and the hair will have to do since I can’t change it. Lovely hair though. If I was a woman i would want such hair.
There is a throw pillow here with a loose seam and stuffing showing that some guy had stuck two toothbrushes in, which annoyed me.
September 9, 2011
Amnesia
I have the strong feeling after waking up that I deliberately made myself forget something.
September 11, 2011
Bruce Lee
I don’t remember this. I wrote: “Out of the Twilight” Bruce Lee
There was another dream where I flew around a lot.
September 19, 2011
My Real Mother
I become lucid while with an IB in the form of a Chimera. She confirms she is an IB when I ask, but then without my asking anything else, tells me: “Your mother isn’t your real mother.”
When she says that, I think of the red-haired woman I briefly met at junior college. I think of her as being my real mother. I don’t follow that up but instead do some glancing around trying to stabilize the dream. As I’m doing this, I realize I’m in an inorganic realm.
I ask someone else who was there whom I no longer remember if they are an IB but before they can respond I say, “Yeah. You’re an IB.” I realize I talked over them so I ask again and wait for it’s response which is “Yes”. I then ask if this is an inorganic realm but again talk over them before they can respond saying, “This is inorganic realm.” There is a brief lull where neither of us say anything then suddenly I remember something that never happened.
I remembered living in my childhood home and receiving a letter when I was approx. 18. It was from the red-haired woman saying she was my real mother and wanted to see me. I was disturbed by this letter and didn’t want to believe it but went to her house anyway. She lived in a different part of town, having moved back recently.
She lived with her recent husband and their infant child. We get into an argument with me yelling at her and storming out to never see her again.
The IB I’m with says, “You yelled at her in front of her family.” (I believe he said this before I remembered going to her house but after the letter.)
I remembered keeping that letter in my lock-box of important things, never throwing it away. I remember it as if it really happened, but none of this happened in real life.
Here I start trying to rationalize things. It is like my internal dialogue has gone crazy and I’m trying somehow to make all this fit into my conception of reality. I’m thinking she is too young and my father would of had to knock her up as a kid even though she seems to be the same age as me yet still my mother and then I’m confronting him with this and telling him about the letter etc. and how it was 20 years ago, that I’ve lost 20 years because of him.
I get really sad and wake up.
This part, I think, was in there after confronting my old man. I’m not sure if it was before or after I woke up. I definitely woke up after it.
I was in a room with a bunch of Mexican looking people who had severe acne scars. I was looking at myself in a mirror. I was thinking how I look just like them, that they are my family and we look the same because of my father’s genes. I realize that we are all Polynesian. I say, “We’re Polynesian, aren’t we?” Before anyone can respond, I answer myself saying, “We’re Polynesian.”
This is the same woman I’ve written about meeting in RL at junior college, the same woman who came to visit me about a year ago who seemed to have recently died. I have the feeling that she is somewhere I can’t get to. The woman I’ve been dreaming about who looks like my human mother to me, must be the woman who isn’t my real mother.
September 20, 2011
Russia 2009
I’m in modern day Russia. It is winter 2009. There is cold, ice and snow. There is a rich man with brown hair and a bald guy. They built a small town for some sort of diplomatic conference meeting thing. It was for government people from different “Zones” to come together and work out some sort of unification?
The government people sold out or something to that effect. Whatever, it was never used and became a tourist attraction depicting typical Russian bureaucratic waste.
September 22, 2011
RV and Stuff
I’m remote viewing people and reading something written in an alien language. I seem to almost be able to read it in the dream. I may have then been talking to an alien after that, not sure as I can’t read my writing. I get the impression I don’t mean a ‘grey’ here. I use the two terms interchangeably which I shouldn’t because sometimes when I say ‘alien’, I’m not talking about grey looking IBs.
More Extended High school Courses
My old man enrolled me for another semester taking extended courses in high school. I am getting really bored with that after all these years so I tell him if he takes me out of school, I’ll do some work on the house.
Trip
Dreamways took us to visit some of the different places he has been.
Hello
While lying in bed in the morning, I often hear someone trying to talk to me. That happened here but all I was getting were high-speed squeaks. I usually leave this stuff out as 15 entries a month that all say nothing but, I heard my old man call my name or someone saying hello would be a bit much.
August 1, 2011
I am with my Japanese girlfriend on an inflatable or perhaps water bed. There is a guy here whom I think of as being an instructor. he studies things but he never does any of the things he studies. He seems to want to watch us having sex.
She takes me to visit her family. They are all giants. Her father is a black man twice my height. He is the biggest of the lot. I have to reach up to the level of my head to shake his hand. His wife is not as stocky and is Caucasian. She is not the Japanese woman’s mother. I seem to know that her real mother is a human Japanese woman who isn’t here. It seems like I may have been aware on some level in the dream that this was her inorganic family.
She had a brother and 2? sisters. There was something off or weird with the brother. It was like he was mentally handicap in some way. I don’t remember the other sister, if there was one. I got pleasant vibes off the older sister. I liked her and we hit it off right away. She looked Caucasian with black hair.
I am wearing a grey suit and run to catch up to the Japanese woman. She seems to have pre-wedding jitters as if we are engaged to be married. She mentions ‘Gigilo Joe’ (The android from A.I. movie.) I say to her, “You mentioned him yesterday.”
(I’m not sure what her reference means though I seemed to know in the dream. I wrote some speculations in my journal: Is she referring to me as being in some way like ‘Gigilo Joe’, lacking something human or falling short of his abilities? Is she referring to not being able to see other guys once we are married?)
After this I am evaluating our relationship. How it was all one sided on the part of her and her mother and I was just going along with it because I liked her but I didn’t love her. She is too caught up in tonal things so it wouldn’t work out anyway.
Ambulance
There are three of us in the back of an ambulance. All vampires. (I don’t remember if I include myself as being a vampire.) Did ambulance burn? Looking at burned out back of ambulance? Others unhurt. I’m unhurt. Must all be vampires, yet no vampire stuff in dream at all.
August 2, 2011
Basilisk
I am standing next to some large stone blocks at some ruins. I see, further away passing underneath an overhang supported by columns, a giant basilisk snake. It looks similar to the one in Harry Potter except it was white and the head looks more like a dragon’s head. It doesn’t seem to know I am here. My companion says to me, “It turns men to stone.” He then hands me a polished shield. It looks like it is made of crystal. I look into the shield as if it were a mirror to see if I can see the basilisk with it but it is difficult to focus and is all blurry.
August 5, 2011
Magazine Rack
I’m at a college place looking through a magazine rack at a store. I am looking for a certain manga-like magazine and am moving the magazines aside to see what’s behind the ones on the front because I don’t see it on the rack.
RV Helicopter
I am with KK. she is wearing a black outfit and dark shades. It resembles a Cobra Baroness costume. She is bent over a weird looking RV helicopter trying to fix it. She asks me how to fix it. I reply sarcastically, “Have you ever heard of Super Glue?”
She fiddles with some modules. I notice one is loose but I don’t mention it as she can obviously see it. She eventually quits fiddling with it and turns it on. It flies straight up toward the ceiling fan whereupon I exclaim in alarm, “Holy Shit!” and duck for cover. It stops short of the fan and comes down fast and I dodge to the side to get a few feet away when it lands. It lands hard but seems to be undamaged.
August 11, 2011
KJ
I am with KJ when KJ (a different person) shows up. I haven’t’ seen him in a long time. He looks clean-cut and well dressed. Not at all like I remember him. I am just looking at him when I realize the proper thing to do is to greet him so I say hi and shake his hand.
August 13, 2011
Prison Camp
I initially remembered this well but now I don’t so can’t make much out of some of it. It may not be entirely accurate as I have to fill in the details I left out.
In a prison camp. Spar some with a woman and some more with a man. I am planning an escape. The bald guy goes off with some others. I don’t know the price of hula hoops. Leave in vehicle with two women. The black woman gets a call on her cellphone from someone wanting to be transferred through her phone to where their mother is. She leaves phone sitting on dash while talks to guy on other end.
Now I am in a military vehicle and dressed in military fatigues. There is a woman with me. I don’t remember if she is one from earlier, but we seem to be incognito. We aren’t supposed to be here so probably it’s a continuation of the previous scenario. We drive for a while then pull up to a motor pool garage? to get some work done on the vehicle. I talk to the woman in charge there telling her about the vehicle and she asks our names. I say, indicating my female companion, “This is Private Dragon Ball Z and I’m Private ____ ____.” she says, “Mind sharing a room with Z while we work on your taper?”
August 14, 2011
Patches
I become lucid at night in my parents front yard. It is very dark and overcast but I can see clouds overhead. It is very quiet except for an engine noise coming from above and look up to see a tiny black silhouette of an old prop plane flying high over head from east to west. No leaves on the trees?
The ground crunches like gravel under my feet but it is too dark to see the ground. I make a tiki torch appear next to me and try a few times to will it light but it doesn’t. I do have the sense though that the yard is clear of any obstructions and has a U shaped driveway.
I call out a few times for IBs but none appear. I walk around back and as I approach the fence gate, it opens and an IB walks up to me. It is not familiar to me. It looks like a typical grey except it is more skinny and boney like an anorexic person. Even its face is sunken as are its eye sockets. Its skin isn’t all the same color but is a patchwork of pale and dark. Its appearance didn’t bother me at all but would definitely scare the shit out of a normal person.
I ask if its is an inorganic being. It said, “I don’t look normal.” (meaning itself, not me) I said, “I know. I saw you when you came up.” (I got the feeling people normally have a reaction to it’s appearance and it had expected the same of me.) We were talking as we walked through the gate, not standing still.
In the back yard, its appearance changed. It now looked like a cross between a grey and Gollumn. It was shorter and a mud-like color and had thorny projections all over it. I asked it to stand at the best distance for us to communicate. It started backing up, hit the fence then scooted along it. At about 25 feet away, I said that was enough and it stopped. I wasn’t sure if it understood correctly what I wanted.
I asked again if it was an inorganic being. It said yes but I could barely hear it. I told it to shout. It was now wallowing on the ground which was bizarre. It seemed to have a child-like quality to it.
We are now walking toward the underpass between the front and back building. (I want to add what happened here. Before, we were in the backyard and I was watching it wallow on the ground, suddenly and seamlessly, we were then walking toward a covered walkway in order to enter a building on the right. I believe this was the doing of the two IBs whom I encounter inside. this means I was hypnotized by them without realizing it. I don’t think they were there initially but arrived shortly after the first and changed the scenario.)
As we are walking toward the walkway, I ask what type of IB it is and he says, “The normal type.” I say, “Peony, Onion…” It says, “Peony, I guess.” (I seem to recall having to repeat myself while on the walkway but it’s not in my journal. It seemed to have trouble understanding what I was saying.) After we enter the building, a man and woman enter after us and sit on the couch. I ask it, “Are they DCs? “Are they what?” “Are they dream characters?” “No.” “Are they inorganic beings?” “Yes.”
I turn to face the two new people and ask if they are inorganic beings to which they reply, yes. “Why is he different?”, I say, indicating the original IB. The guy replied, “Some are like that.” I tell him I tried to create a lantern earlier so I could see but that it didn’t work. I couldn’t create light. Why? He shrugged and said, “Maybe you didn’t want to see.” and smiled. I said, “You may be right.”
At various points in all this, I would rub my hands together to keep myself stabilized in the dream.
The woman had gotten up and was playing with the original IB. I ask the man to stand at the best distance for communication. He does. I notice he is standing the same distance from the woman as he is from me so I move a bit to my left so that the three of us form an equilateral triangle.
I ask the woman what the name of the Chimera lineage is. She doesn’t respond. she doesn’t seem to know. I ask the man. I notice the woman now ask my question of the original IB in a playful singsong tone while they are holding hands and swinging them like children. I turn my attention back to the man and ask him again. He doesn’t respond. I decide to rephrase my question into a yes/no question but I am awake before I can ask it.
I don’t remember this but in my journal I wrote that before I asked him again, I must have started to move toward him because he took a step forward holding his hand out saying, “Stay back.”
Bomb Shelter
I arrive before a huge concrete building of several stories. It has thick walls like it is a fallout shelter. The entire front wall is missing and I can see offices with desks, chairs and paper scattered about. There are a lot of people here who look military and civilian. They are engaged in an excavation of this site. It was just recently discovered. There is a big hole they dug nearby to get at something buried there. While I am watching some people fiddling with a big machine that resembles an electrical generator. Someone walks up to me saying that some guy wants to see me.
I know immediately who that guy is. I don’t like him and he has nothing to say that I want to hear but I go anyway. He takes me up to a man in a colonels uniform with another guy in a lab coat? standing with him. Before he speaks, I say, not angrily but forcefully, “There is nothing you can offer to make me say yes.”
He doesn’t say anything. I turn and look at the building, saying, “Nice building. This is the way buildings are supposed to be made, but it should be underground.”
He says, “There are extensive tunnels underneath.” Despite myself, I am intrigued, so I walk back to where the generator was on the first floor and look around some more. I climb on top of the generator or engine thing that is being worked on.
There is a rectangular slot on the top that seemed to be a hole where a part had been that covered the hole. They turn on the machine and I can see sparks inside the chamber beneath that slot. The cover part looked like an upright vacuum cleaner. They put a flat slab of red metal over the slot and I stand on it to hold it down as there would be some back pressure when the machine was turned on.
At some point I had taken my shoes off but forget when. I was holding to down with my bare feet. It was turned on and the bar turned transparent. There was an orange white glow underneath where there had been sparks before. It was like with the bar over the slot, it was creating plasma instead of just sparks. It looks like plasma or perhaps brightly glowing magma.
I start to imagine that it’s hot and that my feet should be getting hot because of it. I exclaim, “It’s hot!” They either turned the machine off or it turned itself off when I stepped off the metal slab. My feet weren’t burned so perhaps I was just imagining it was hot. A guy (I say guy but all these workers people looked like greys wearing a kind of uniform outfit though there were two different kinds of outfits, one dark that seemed military and one white that seemed scientific.) comes over and throws a slice of raw bacon onto the metal slab. It sits there doing nothing. It doesn’t sizzle. I wake up. (He was demonstrating to me that it wasn’t actually hot, it was only in my mind.)
August 16, 2011
Penny
vampire plague. working with vamps there at the end with arm thing. I think it seemed to respawn plague. they won’t listen to me. I ask Penny the vampire if I can stay with them. She says, no. My group leaves.
August 19, 2011
Fire!
lying in bed thinking about my dreams when I hear a voice clearly say, “There’s fire in here! Help!”
Tornado Store
Mom’s old store. Tornado. Guy we buy stuff from for the store arrives at the store. Mom is at home. He waits. A guy works there then is BA. A store next to ours.
August 19 or 20, 2011
Piano Music
Prerecorded TV program. It was supposed to be something about sorcery but was sports instead. I am listening to piano music. Maybe it’s from the tv, I don’t remember. It has other instruments in it but I don’t like them being there. I like to listen to piano music where it is just the piano, I say.
Gliding
I do some of my long distance gliding jumps. I arch for a distance of about 200 feet. I glide with my feet raised up to extend the distance for as long as I can. This adds about 40 more feet. At the end of my arch I am sitting on the ground.
August 20, 2011
I am standing in my back room next to my door watching the Patches IB from an earlier dream open the screen door and enter into the room. I wake up. It was dark outside as it was when I woke up. This is just like a normal alien encounter where everything is identical to the waking world.
Underwater World
A submarine. Underwater world. Garbage. Animals on beaches. A kid shows up at house above ground. This startles the old guys. Only old people live on the surface. The young live in underwater cities and know nothing about the surface. The old people are hiding information about the surface from the kids. The old people are trying to start a new civilization from the kids after all the old people die off.
Uncle Sam
I am looking at a poster of A zombified version of Uncle Sam. He says, “I always keep my promises!” As he says this, the top section of his top hat breaks off and falls but he catches it in his hand and puts it back on his head.
August 21, 2011
Emotions
I am feeling powerful feelings of love for a woman named BS. It feels like falling in love. Seems like I cried too. I don’t remember any details.
I am hanging out with some older men near a creek. One of the guys had made a giant hamburger and wanted to preserve it so he could keep it. The sheriff says, “A lot of Albanians do that.” (meaning, preserve weird shit) Something about raw meat on a bun in a glass jar. I’m don’t think that was the giant hamburger because the guy changed his mind about preserving it. He shoved it onto the stove and turned on the eye to cook it saying we’re going to have a party. I get everyone drinks.
August 22, 2011
Say Thank You
I am in a doctor’s office. It seems like my mother was having some procedure done. something about a woman hanging up a picture on the wall. I am in his office. There is a lot of trash on the floor and a central circular area with a captain’s chair in the middle. I am in here carefully changing clothes but I bump into something and an alarm goes off.
I am standing outside the building. A man walks up and hands me a black box. It contains a lot of digital data. It is about the size of an external hard-drive and just as heavy. I think that mom will like the music. (I guess this means there is music on it.) The guy says to me, “Say thank you, sir” and then, “Happy Birthday” and walks off. I stare after him mystified.
August 23, 2011
Nagual Apprentice
Scenerio 1280 (I have no idea what this means.)
I am with don Juan and am holding open and reading a manilla folder containing papers with info about a young blonde man from Australia. I am in some way responsible for this guy. Don Juan is talking about me becoming a nagual but I don’t remember any of it beyond that. After our talk he starts walking off but turns back to me and says, “It’s going to happen whether you do anything or not, so you might as well do something.” He leaves.
I do remember that he mentioned the lineage decided my fate. That I’m going to be a nagual because that’s what the lineage wants of me and that it’s going to happen whether I want it to or not or whether I actively work toward it or not.
August 24, 2011
Mothsdream
While lying in bed I have a vision of a young girl with dark hair and wearing a simple white dress. She is covered in dark mud. She looks like a girl of about 10 years of age. As I look at her face, I recognize her. This is not some kid but is Mothsdream.
Solid Fire
Something about a wall of fire but I can’t read my notes. BM is there.
This part seems to be somewhere else after the above. I’m in the black talking with someone about ‘solid fire’. They don’t believe there is such a thing, so I show them. There is a woman standing nearby, I guess it was a DC because I turned to her and made a top hat appear on her head and a cane in her hand. They were made of solid fire. The top hat looked like it had realistic looking flames painted on it as they weren’t moving.
My impression is that the fire was in some kind of state of stasis and that made it solid and very hard like diamond.
August 25, 2011
1st and 10th
I am with my older brother. A guy comes up to us who says he is looking for his father and says he is going to the corner of 1st and 10th. Then walks off. My older brother says that guy looks like someone he went to school with. I say, maybe that was his son. I get the impression the guy thought my older brother was his father.
August 22, 2011
Forum
Some death defier is posting critical posts on the forum. I am reading one of his posts which has stuff about vampires in it.
August 30, 2011
Someone says, “Zenja. You are named commander forthright.”
TH
Hanging out with TH in my red spitfire.
Project Daedalus
That’s all I’ve got. Project Daedalus.
August 31, 2011
Office Girls
I am waiting in a small office where three woman are talking. One says some bad stuff about my mother. Another, chastises her for saying that. The third one has a sheet of paper with bad stuff my mother has done written on it in red ink. I have no internal dialogue and the stuff they are saying has no effect on me.
Dreaming Emissary
A very long dream. It seemed I spent hours just lounging on a bed, resting with my eyes closed. Someone who seemed to be my younger brother was resting with me for a while then it was someone else, a female. (I’m not sure if he left and she came or if it was the same entity just changing form.) She was hugging me most of that time in a way that had a maternal feel to it, like a mother hugs a child but I don’t think she was my mother. She was just a disembodied voice that I felt as a person hugging me while we rested. I believe I was perceiving her as being the Dreaming Emissary. She talked almost constantly the whole dream but I don’t remember what she talked about.
(As I’m writing this, I’m starting to feel unsure as to whether the entity/entities I was resting with and the voice were the same entity. It does seem like the female was connected to the voice but I had a visual of my brother so perhaps he was a different entity? *shrug* I’m also now unsure whether I knew it was the dreaming emissary or if that was something I thought of after waking. I did not write dreaming emissary in my brief journal notes. I do remember thinking after waking up she may have been a death defier since she answered “yes and no” to my questions. This part has become a tad confusing.)
We got in a car and drove down a freeway leaving the city. I have no perception of her as a person, she is still a voice but she is definitely there in the car with me. I looked out the window and saw a large urban city of many tall buildings all black with tiny points of gold light for windows. Near the freeway were several thin tall buildings stacked together and leaning about 30 degrees.
We arrived at a place I perceived as an apartment building. It was several floors with one side of the building open to the air and each level had a large lobby with several apartments. Each floor was connected by stairs with a metal railing and there were a lot of people walking around.
I followed her voice which lead me up a level. She quit talking and I went up another flight of stairs to the next level then I heard her voice coming from the previous level. I had gotten lost and realized I didn’t know what she looked like as I only knew her as a voice. Going back, I encountered a woman on the stairs whose appearance reminded me of two girls I knew from school when I was a kid except she had tiny eyes. This was her.
Back on the previous level, she took me to a sort of shrine. It was about 20 feet of ledge against the wall with many small tree shaped wire sculptures on it. The wall looked charred and burnt. People would come here and write requests or prayers or wishes, whatever, onto scraps of paper, fold them up, place them on the branches of the wire trees and light one end with a match.
I picked up a scrap of unlit paper lying on the ledge, unfolded it and read it. I forget what it said but the words were short like 3 letters and less. They seemed to be english letters and other asci characters. She wanted me to make a wish but I couldn’t really think of anything I wanted to wish for. I scribbled something on a scrap and burned it with a match from a pack of matches lying there.
while we were going down the stairs which I was now perceiving as a ramp of glowing light. I felt myself start to become lucid. I already knew I was dreaming so I started to push it down to keep it from coming on but then I changed my mind and let it happen. There wasn’t much of a change but there was a change. I felt cooler, my perception had a sharper edge to it, less soft, and I knew practically nothing compared to what I seemed to know before.
After becoming lucid I felt a pulse that had a texture to it. I perceived it as a sandy colored square with a soft but bumpy texture like the hard glue on an old stamp or envelope. This is the texture I feel when I am about to wake up. I felt it three times while lucid.
I glanced over the ramp at the entity who was now lying on the ground under it. I perceived it as a glow of light but focusing on it I perceived a form within the light. It looked vaguely feline in shape lying on it’s side, no fur but smooth brown skin. I didn’t perceive the head.
I seemed to know who and what she was but couldn’t formulate it into thought. It was just feelings in my gut, literally. Perhaps if I focused on them I could have understood them but instead I asked her if she was an inorganic being. she didn’t answer but emitted a faint sound that was neither annoyance or amusement but seemed to be simply an acknowledgement that I had changed and was no longer the same as I was before I became lucid.
I then asked her a dumb question. I asked if she was Alison or Betty (The two girls her appearance reminded me of). She didn’t answer. I said, “I don’t care what you are.” and then said something that seemed to correlate with the information from the feelings. Very basically it was “I know you are a friend.” There was much more to it than that, but I can’t remember it. “You don’t have to respond if you don’t want to.”
She then said, “Yes and no.” I didn’t know which question she was referring to so I asked, “Yes to which question?” It felt like she smiled, then I felt that texture and woke up. I’m pretty certain she was replying to the first question only.
I thought the Dreaming Emissary was an Ally that talks to you but the ‘Art of Dreaming’ seems to be saying that it is from the inorganic realm but not an inorganic being. Just what is the Dreaming Emissary?
Also, when I was becoming lucid, was that me trying to get into my dreaming body while my other self was in it or was that just me resisting breaking out of hypnosis?
July 3, 2011
Heralds
I am going on a plane trip with someone but I need a Visa. I fill out a form but have trouble with it. Foul black water in the form manual bag?
I walk past soldiers who arrived for an assembly. There are others here besides soldiers. They aren’t good people and I feel uncomfortable being near them. The assembly involves something about the coming of a spiritual person. A herald arrives and addresses the assembly. She looks like a Valkyrie but in skimpy golden armor. I think she had Mercury like wings on her sandals and helm. She descended from the sky and hovered above the center of the open air auditorium while she spoke.
She talks about the coming of a powerful spiritual person but the assembly is riled up by this, they don’t like her message so they kill her. I was appalled. These heralds are very rare entities. Something about water but I can’t make out my notes.
I am at another assembly in India. Another herald comes and talks about the spiritual person saying he went and told people in Africa about truth, love, etc. She mentioned different concepts that I can’t remember but these concepts were contained in those. She was shot in the head.
These people are dangerous so I tell my companion we need to get out of there. I think there were 3 assemblies in different places where the same thing happened in each.
This dream seems to be important but I don’t know what it means.
July 5, 2011
Starship Mountain
I was in a house in the world that I identify with the town of Indianola. This and all the Indianola dreams are connected in that they are of the same place but at different points in time or as alternate realities?.
My father had recently bought this stone house from relatives who didn’t need it anymore. It was a very old house that had been in the family for ages. I am in the second floor kitchen and there is stuff about running water into a small pool on a balcony deck. there is a plastic chute from here that runs to the pool. My younger brother and father and maybe other family members? Not sure but I don’t think there were any women, they want to play in the pool. My old man jumps into the pool and I notice the whole floor to this level move.
I go outside to the ground and look up at how the balcony is connected and how the floor is moving. It seemed the floor was secured to the stone supports by metal brackets which had come loose. I make everyone leave as playing in the pool isn’t safe. I am thinking about how to fix it when some guys in robes show up.
I realize they are IB and become lucid. They confirm this though I spent some time debating whether to ask if they were organics just to be sure but decide not to ask contrary questions.
I ask about how to fix the house. One of them shows me a vision of what the internal structure of the house looks like. It was built over some ancient ruins. The main stone column supports of that previous structure were still standing so they were used as the main supports for this house.
I am walking up the road next to the house. The IBs are gone. I don’t remember what happened after the vision. I seem to have lost lucidity then got it back? I am not lucid to waking reality but to this reality. This whole place is like an historical park. At the far end of our property are some ancient stone ruins and stuff. There are tall green hedges that form paths people can walk through and see the stone carvings, etc. These are bronze-age religious carvings from something called WOAD religion?
I pass a yellow jungle gym in the shape of a plane. As I walk uphill, the terrain becomes rocky and barren. This mountain I’m walking up is a volcano. The reason this is a historical site is because this is where people first landed and colonized this world.
I pass a rock face that has a square section carved out of it and inside are artifacts. I remember crawling up in there when I was a kid. Further up the path is a spaceship that somewhat resembles the one from the tv series 1999. It is the ship the famous guy who found this world landed in. It has been here ever since it first landed.
There is a museum here so I go inside. I don’t have any money on me, because I don’t live in this world, I’m only visiting. I go up to a man and woman who work here and ask what I can do here that doesn’t cost any money. The guy asks if I have a sticker, and whether I climbed up here. (Apparently mountain climbing up to this place is popular.) He says there are some things I can do. I try to explain to him that I didn’t climb the mountain, that I was staying down the road at my cousins house, but wake up as I’m doing so.
July 6, 2011
Bent Shotgun
A zombie apocalypse and something about a bent shotgun.
July 7, 2011
Gold Mango
Something about wanting to quit school because I couldn’t do housework and go to class at the same time. I’m in a cafeteria? something about some elongated apples, deformed orange, gold mango and audio cassette that was actually a video cassette. All I remember is holding a mango and rubbing the purple off to reveal a golden skin underneath.
Junk
I can’t make much sense out of my writing. I’m in the camper and a blonde woman comes in and either I or she starts cleaning up the mess my old man made. Something about leather. I ask her, “You’re not letting sand in it?” She replies, “No.” I say, “Probably not.” then smile.
July 8, 2011
Concert Tickets
Something about concert tickets. I walk past a concert to a group of people who are planning on going to the concert.
July 9, 2011
Something about my heart feeling like it was skipping beats and waking up having to pee really bad. Something about a blonde woman but can’t remember now if she was bright blonde or dark blonde.
Invisible Demon
I am in a car with BM and my younger brother. An invisible demon gets into the car with us and drives the car around in a crazy and dangerous fashion. I put on my seat belt. After it parks, he shoots it. (I don’t remember who shot but I surmise it was BM.)
We meet an asian woman who can see the demons. She could see the one in the car. I go with her to her apt. 103, 104? and she climbs up a narrow ladder which I remember constructing myself some time ago.
My younger brother shows up. I tell him about this woman. He gets in an elevator to go to the floor she climbed the ladder to but he doesn’t hold the door for me, so I have to climb up the ladder which extends through a narrow vertical passage. I arrive in a chamber where the floor and walls are covered in carpet tiles that stick on. There are chairs and a movie screen here. I think of it as a small test chamber. I made this room too.
I continue up the ladder to another floor looking for a door with a room number on it. I run into the asian woman but she is no longer bundled up in a heavy coat and cap. While wondering if this is the same woman, I wake up.
Council of Nine
I am headed back to my body to wake up but on the way, in the blackness, I get the feeling someone is coming so I stop and wait. Appearing before me are a bunch of old people holding hands in a circle. A woman leaves the circle and comes up to me saying, “We are the Council of Nine.”
July 10, 2011
Air Conditioner
I am at my mother’s old store. My old man want to convert a trailer into a shop. I work on an air conditioner.
July 12, 2011
Peed for Her
(Damn. I don’t like it when my notes aren’t in chronological order. While trying to get it in the right order, I started writing about another encounter until I realized it was from a different dream and not this one. When writing up these old dreams with terrible notes as a reference, it’s easy to get different dreams confused with each other as I try to recall it. It’s possible I may have done this in other posts and not noticed it.)
I became lucid in a town at night. I was alone but there were people down the street. I turned and went a different way because I didn’t want them to interfere with my lucidity. I did the twin positions technique and it took me a moment to open my eyes again.
I encountered some odd looking entities who were advancing toward me. I decided to try a Harry Potter spell on them, so I pointed my left finger at the closest one and said, “Expeliamus!” It was shoved back about 10 feet. I started to do it again with stronger intent but thought, “Screw this shit, there’s a much better way.” I waved my left hand in an arc before me saying, “Clear!” They all vanished. Just stupid DCs.
Shortly after, asking for any IBs around to come forward, a brown, grey-type alien sitting in a floating lounge chair arrived and floated over to me. It confirms itself to be an IB and we go somewhere else.
I asked it a bunch of questions but I had a hard time making out some of it’s answers. It was Peony. I was in my ‘normal’ dreaming body. It didn’t want to talk about seeing energy or plants. These questions could have been asked before we transitioned to the inside room place. I can’t remember at this point but I did ask questions there as well.
In the room place, I looked at my hands and other objects. One was it’s eye. It looked like a grey. When I wasn’t looking directly at it, I perceived it as a man wearing a hat.
I asked it why I couldn’t see energy and it replied, “If you really want to see energy, you need to have sex with me.” I immediately grabbed some sort of tentacle projecting from it’s lower torso. I had no thoughts or movement. I waited for it to do something but it didn’t do anything. It was as still as myself so I let go. I saw some tiny red luminous spots floating out of what looked like and air vent or empty rectangle slot at the top of the wall for an air conditioner unit.
We went over to a table where some other IBs were sitting. I listened to them talk for a while before asking it what type they were. It took a moment to peer at each then tell me their type. I must have seen his words or did he write them? one was “Petsu 50/50″, another started with M and another I, the last one, looked like a female, was “63″ then she was “64″. She got up and quickly left after he peered at her. They started quickly discussing something I couldn’t make out. I asked what they were talking about or something to that effect.
He turned to me and said, “Don’t you see? That means someone peed for her!”
I understood this to mean she was a 63 but had somehow gotten a 64 to help her get a false rating of 64. Something like that. I wake up.
Red helicopter
Neighbor boy is? son flying red helicopter
Points
Nefarious people help me elude thugs? through elaborate something. I got 20 points? Fire thing. Whatever it was I did with the fire thing was unusual so I earned 20 extra points for that.
July 13, 2011
Baphomet
I am in a parking lot looking for BMs black truck but can’t find it. I find my red triumph but someone has stolen the tires and stuff off it. It is sitting on a trailer bed. A man offers to help me. he says his name is ‘Baphomet’. He gives me a number I can call for help. I try to write it on the inside cover of a pack of paper matches with a blue ink pen but it doesn’t write well. I forget the number. It was 836-something.
Walk on the Moon
I am in a futuristic habitat on the moon. There is some terraforming going on that is quickly surrounding the moon with an atmosphere. I want to experience walking in a vacuum on the moon before that process is finished so I am putting on a space suit as fast as I can. By the time I finish, there is already an atmosphere outside the airlock. There is a robotic android with me whom I seem to know is an IB. I ask it if there is any place left on the moon where there is no atmosphere. It says there is at the south pole? I command it to take me there immediately.
I am on a bench in a park with greenery in a habitat on the moon. I am on top of a woman with long black hair making out with her. Our intention is to have sex. She shrinks to a tiny size so I shrink myself to match her size. Did we then enlarge back to normal size? Before we can engage in sex, a man in a black suit comes and stands next to the bench facing away from us. His interference angers me so I punch him in the back. I wake up.
(When the scenario changed, I did not notice it, I was like two scenes were cut together and I was already fully immersed in the new scene. Upon waking, I knew the woman was the same IB who was the robot.)
July 14, 2011
Onions
An old black man with cane and hat comes in with four young black men in tow. I became lucid. He said he was Peony and when I asked about the others, they said they were Onion. Four Onion and one Peony. These young ones? seemed excited to be acknowledged as I usually ignore the other IBs around.
I wanted to know about myself but then remembered about the air woman. I asked the Peony if he knew about the air woman Dreamways was looking for and if he knew what I was talking about. He said yes so I asked what her name was, what town and state she lived in but he wouldn’t say. I asked if he could at least say what country she lives in since Dreamways seems to know at least that and was visualizing that dust storm in Arizona when I said it but he replied with something like, “I can tell you no more than you yourself know.” and “That’s the work of the devil, besides, she’s infected.” I asked what was the work of the devil, if she’s the work of the devil or what we (meaning the three of us) are doing and he said “Both”. I asked what “Work of the devil” means but started to wake up and was like Oh Shit, I forgot to stabilize and immediately looked at my hands but I was already awake. Overall, he seemed reluctant to talk about it, even got up and started walking around the room and I had to follow him to remain close.
(This is why it’s important to keep at the proper distance for communication. I keep moving in closer which is a bad habit. If you have to ask what something means, it means you are out of sync and getting junk which could mean anything. Also, asking complex questions and two questions in the same breath are not good things to do.)
Hair Salon
I am in a hair salon walking toward the back while talking to a hairdresser who is an IB. I wonder if the rest of the hair dressers are also IBs. I wake up. One had short blonde hair but I forget which.
July 19, 2011
It is a dark overcast night. I am walking up the road with a woman. There are a lot of trees around and a few residential buildings. There is lightening and thunder in the sky. She says she is going up the mountain. (It looked like it could have been in the Caribbean or Hawaii. I knew the mountain we were walking toward was a volcano.)
Scavenger Hunt
In a house with some other people. We are doing a scavenger hunt but it seems to be color based as different people have certain color items they are after. I get a blue Marlboro pack and near it is a piece of paper with a clue to find the next item.
I go back to the lady at the start and ask her for instructions again. I don’t want to play the blue pack. I want to play the tan pack. I go back to the kitchen to find the fax paper under the tan pack with clues to next item.
I’m not sure what the deal is here whether there were clues for the tan pack or not. In any event I need to find paper so I can write my own clues?
July 25, 2011
I become lucid while talking to a death defier. I turn my back to him and look at my hands. There is a scene next to us like looking into a room on a movie set as the room only had three walls. It is a bedroom scene with a black cat sitting on the dresser staring at me. It looks cartoonish. I look at items in the scene and back to my hands.
While I’m doing this, the DD behind me is poking me in the back trying to get my attention. It feels like small electrical shocks. I ignore him. I get the impression the DD gets frustrated with me and leaves. An IB who had been standing nearby during all this comes closer and talks to me. I feel I’m about to wake up and try to prevent it but wake up anyway.
I do not remember what either looked like. I have the impression they were glowing entities. Nor do I remember anything they said, except I have the impression the IB told me a long story about a girl before I woke up.
The Only Good Kind of Flyers
I am at a college like place handing out flyers for a hotel that is owned by a guy and his wife.
July 26?, 2011
Star Cluster
I don’t remember this so I will put down what I wrote.
Fantasy version of star cluster dream, when saw clusters in RV way. Ships in there were starwars ships with lots of tie fighters clustered together. I am collecting gold chains with BA and CB. Glass cups. I remembered about some armor in a cave. The BBS text based game I used to play in this dreamland which was never in RL.
July 28, 2011
Lord
Lord in training. Stupid dream. (When I write short sentences like this, without proper description, as you will have noticed by now, it means I don’t remember the dream or that is all I remember so I put what I wrote in my journal.)
July 29, 2011
Mountain Fortress
I am flying in the air around a mountain peak. I can see into the mountain like I have x-ray vision. It is riddled with chambers and corridors but is abandoned.
Ledge
My old man drives his truck off a cliff. Some guys want to buy a leather belt.
Trigun
The main Trigun anime character is here. A cabin. Reloading a 22 rifle.
July 30, 2011
Lake Battle
I appear in the lake world with some other people on the northeast end of the lake. We walk around the east end through the woods to a beach on the southeast end. There are south side guys gathered here to make a charge across the lake and attack the north side guys in a mock battle. I am standing knee deep in the water talking to someone in charge to find out what’s going on and to get them to stop this assault but before I can say anything, they charge across. I know they are unprepared and the charge will fail because a direct assault is impossible but as I am unable to stop them, I tag along. All these people on both sides are magic users. Most swim while some levitate across. This was all so sudden that I am unable to muster the ability to fly so I swim to keep up.
The enemy is lined up on the beach waiting for us to come within range of their spells. When we get two thirds of the way across and are at the point where they can come in range of the enemies spells, the charge falters and breaks up and everyone retreats back to the south beach.
As I said this was a mock battle, a game. We carried orange plastic water guns and used only wind based spells with limited range. If someone is touched with a gust of wind spell they are out. Even though it was a game and no one could get hurt, everyone seemed to be taking it very seriously.
I had arrived at dusk and now it is dark. Everyone is milling around doing their own thing waiting for daylight when they will try again. I know I can fly across and with it being dark should be no problem. I fly across at a high enough level to be out of range of their spells. I was going to create water balloons and drop them among the unsuspecting enemy scattered on the beach but since they don’t detect me, I decide to land and walk among them.
I land on the beach. It is dark but there is enough light to see the dark forms of people scattered around lounging on the beach. I avoid them and walk up to the top of the beach near the foliage line and lie down on the sand looking back over the dark water. I haven’t been detected. No one knows I’m here so I lounge here for a short while. I made it. ha ha ha. Not that it does any good. What to do now? Fly back? Walk around the lake?
As I was musing about what to do, a guy walked up to me, peered closely at me then exclaimed, “Ah, it’s the pretender to the throne!” This was said with malice. He apparently didn’t like me. He said another thing or two which I forget then ran off as if to go get someone to do something about me being there. While he was talking, others nearby came over to look at me. These weren’t hostile at all, merely curious. I decide to fly back across the lake.
June 2011
April 11, 2012
Early June 2011
Audiotrope
I would swear I wrote up this dream somewhere but I can’t find it. All I wrote in my journal was “audiotrope”. I will write up what I remember which isn’t much.
I meet some black guy who looks like Samuel Jackson in some place and while thinking about him, I find myself in the past. It seems to be the 30s or 40s. There is a radio program where genius’ answer questions and if they get them all right, they get a 10,000? dollar grant. This guy was on that program and in the studio answering questions. He had cheated by getting someone to get copies of the answers for him in advance. There was one problem. There were multiple questions but the guy asking will choose during the radio program which to ask.
He wasn’t able to remember them all so took an educated guess on which were likely to be asked and was lucky, or rather, smart in his choices. He won the grant and became the head of that foundation and was still the head or in charge in some way to this day. Even though he should be old now, he wasn’t.
Preempted
I don’t know when this dream occurred as I didn’t record it in my journal but I know it occurred before June 6th.
I am walking to a concert with a friend when I see a store. I leave them and enter the store. I browse through some anime DVDs and take one to the cash register. I have some trouble making change and the guy said something to the effect that I didn’t really need to buy it. This is an odd thing for a clerk to say. I become lucid. The clerk is an IB. Before I can start asking him questions, he preempts me by listing off about a dozen questions and answers for each. These are apparently questions I have asked many times before but don’t remember. I can see everything he says as text in the air before me.
I don’t remember those questions. Immediately afterwards, I ask him what are some of the names IBs are known by. He listed a bunch of names but all I remember are Peony, Djinn, Ra-Da, Inorganic Beings and maybe Aliens. I forget what else we talked about.
I go to hook back up with my friends but go back to a place behind that store? It’s a bar. I am carrying one of my paintings which I have signed on the back. I become lucid again realizing the people in here are all IBs. I go to a table with four sitting there. I ask if they are IBs. I can hear their thoughts where they groan inwardly. It seems they are tired of my asking the same questions repeatedly then forgetting about it.
I tell one I want to see his energy. He reluctantly stands. I get the impression he thinks it’s not going to work, that what I’m about to try isn’t correct and that I have done it before as well. I do it anyway. I point my finger at him and say show me your energy, then INTENT a few times. I enter a black place then wake up.
June 6, 2011
Shadow Man
I am outside of my parents house talking to some people. I go inside then back out again, walking down the driveway toward my house. Suddenly appearing out of nowhere before me is a black silhouette of a man blocking my path about 25 feet ahead of me. He looked two dimensional, flat. The silhouette suggested a large man wearing clothing. At first I wondered about the lighting and why I couldn’t discern any features then I woke up. I couldn’t identify him or get any feeling off him. My immediate response was to wake up as the encounter unnerved me but as I was waking up, I thought to cast a spell to reveal his features. I pointed at the crown of his head and said, “Illuminatus!” but I was awake by the time I said it.
Occult Group
This was like a non-lucid scenario but it also felt like it does when I’m lucid for a long time. All my dreams with Don Juan have this sort of feel to them. There were several other people there. We were like some sort of occult group that were meeting together in New York for the first time though we had previously been communicating together online in some sort of forum. (I liked that forum as we seemed to talk about everything we were experiencing, what it meant, etc.) Don Juan and Maximilian who were the leaders of our group where there but in the form of two sisters. Maximilian was the older sister. They were two, short and stocky hermaphrodites with long red hair. I’m not sure when I realized who these two really were. It doesn’t seem like I knew at first but when I think about this dream, it seems like I always knew.
They took us to the river where we stood on a pier or something. I forget what we did. Afterwards we returned to the room. As we were returning, DJ suddenly grabbed my left hand and simultaneously, someone, either one of the woman or Maximilian, grabbed my right hand. White energy flowed from DJ into me. This caught me by complete surprise, but I wasn’t startled as I remember thinking this was typical DJ maneuverings.
I knew I should feel something different but wasn’t sure. I ended up forcing a sort of euphoria and dancing around then lost my balance. DJ grabbed me and sat me down in a chair saying for me to take it easy.
Maximilian left around this time and didn’t come back. I believe this was when I was standing around observing everyone.
I was looking at the others trying to match them up with people I’d encountered in dreams before to see if I had ever dreamed with them. One of them resembled a woman who sent me a friend request about a year ago in facebook. She was quiet. I couldn’t place the others but DJ came back at that time so I was distracted from that. I got the impression one of the guys was in the military and stationed in Germany?. He had brown hair and seemed very normal. A pleasant guy to be around. The other guy wore a black trench coat, had short black hair and talked a lot. He even made lude jokes with DJ before DJ left to go get something. There was a brown-haired woman there but she left early. All of them seemed to be from different parts of the U.S.
The brown-haired guy was packing up his military gear and wrapped what appeared to be Cheerios cereal in newspaper and placed it inside his combat helmet. He made the comment, “The Germans don’t like that.” My impression was he was referring to customs guys when he went back to his base somewhere in the other side of the Atlantic. The other guy was also wrapping up cheerios in newspaper along with what looked like brown sugar and complaining about him messing up the cheerios like stuff though I think he was just talking junk. He was not in the military. I had no idea what they were doing or what the cheerios stuff was that they were packing up to take with them when they left. I was just curiously watching while waiting for Don Juan to get back.
He returned with an armload of occult books he passed out to everyone. He gave me three. Two normal size and one huge and heavy book about astrology. As I sat in a chair rubbing my hand over the cover of this book preparing to open it, I woke up.
June 22, 2011
Japanese Home
I am in a traditional version of a modern Japanese house. I am in the living room talking with the couple who own the house. We appear to all be wearing silk kimonos or something similar. They go to bed and I go to the room of a Japanese woman who also lives in the house. We have sex all night long.
June 25, 2011
Plaza
I was in a city made of a tannish color stone? I’m not sure of the color now though I initially remembered it. Maybe it was more yellow than tan? It looked new, sharp edges, not dirty or weathered. I’m not sure of this but I think all the walking areas may have been covered with huge square white tiles. I was briefly in one of the buildings with Don Juan and Maximilian though I don’t remember what we did. After exiting there, I was standing on a raised walkway/wall looking over a plaza crowded with people. Among them I saw Dreamways. He was easy to spot as he was a head taller than those around him and either he or someone near him was wearing white plaid clothing of multicolor lines though I only now remember red and green specifically so they must have been dominant after the white. He didn’t see me. I was with a man with short brown hair, probably the soldier guy and I was talking with an IB. It seemed like it was the same one that I dreamed with on the 6th. He talked a great deal, filling my entire field of view with line after line of blue text which I forget. I vaguely remember walking along the edge of some woods or jungle with someone to get there but I’m not sure if those woods were in this place or some other place we passed through to get there.
On the 29th
Fire Stuff
I dreamed I was doing something with fire with the tall, thin talkative guy with the trench coat and short black hair and pale skin from the occult group dream. Don Juan was with us. It was just the three of us.
June 30, 2011
Intruder
I have a hand gun and am with my mother and some others. An intruder is coming that I am prepared to defend against.
May 2, 2011
Kneeling Corpse
With BM and his friends B and H doing stuff that seems like stuff they would be interested in, but forget.
Driving car on water up narrow river with war vehicles sunk in it and sticking out of the water. Tanks boats subs etc.
BM and myself in car him driving. drives car off hill into lake and goes underwater but he backs it out. I’m a bit surprised the car sank and could find traction. We get out of car at house on lake which no one has lived in for a while. I see a burlap bag on gravel drive out back. Turns out it contains a body in kneeling position.
It was J? a red head dude. BM and B had accidentally killed him a while back and buried his body in the woods but had gone back and dug it up to throw in the lake but left it in driveway in that kneeling position instead. I find it strange no one has discovered it yet.
[this dream was like something they would dream and not myself. It had the feeling of them to it.]
Pink Energy
Driving with friends. BM, his brother and MW and maybe one or more others. We stop at a diner to eat but it turns out it is actually a whore house. MW, she seems to know one of them and talks to her. BMs brother wants to go in the back with one of the women.
I am suddenly in another place with the mystery gang. I was summoned here by Don Juan but he has other things to do so we all have to wait. we were all milling around so I decided to look at some birds, to try and see their energy. I saw an outline of glowing pink particles around the one I focused on, looked like a small falcon, until a pigeon flew over and landed on my right shoulder. This makes me think that I am frequently standing to the left of people in my dreams, they being to my right. The mystery woman was with me as I was doing this.
Later, when I looked at a mirror, I saw myself as a woman though otherwise I seemed to be my normal self. I saw a wide band of glowing pink energy wrapped or swirled around me like it was wrapped around an invisible oval surrounding me. When I focused on several of the chakra areas of my reflection in the mirror, I saw each as a small sphere of glowing pink particles. When I focused in on one of those spheres it looked like a red wire frame 3D model of a sphere filled in with light grey panels and had oval depressions all over it.
I’m back at the whore house/diner but am with the mystery gang instead of my original friends. (My impression is that don Juan was using my dream setting for a test.) The people there seem hostile to us and want us to leave. I’m not concerned. I even lie down on a bench? The mystery woman says we need to leave now so we do. A fat guy comes out after us and threatens us with a gun and starts shooting. We scatter and find cover? I am thinking I don’t know what I am supposed to do. I jump up onto the roof and while looking over the side notice that the rest of the group has joined me, standing to my right, including don Juan in the form of Captain Picard. Apparently jumping on the roof was the right thing to do or at least it worked. It took us out of the picture. We watch as some black B-movie looking scifi vehicles arrive. One crashes. The drivers are nerds and goofs and dressed in black outfits, with motorcycle helmets and futuristic weapons like a bad movie versions of future security guys. My impression is they came there looking for us.
May 16, 2011
Island
While lying in bed I have a vision of being on an island. I am standing on a hill or cliff with low vegetation with dark green leaves all around covering the rocks. Among the vegetation is a single orange bloom. Below me is a very blue ocean with ripples in it that must have been waves. The rock leading into the water was white. No beach or boulders just water worn white rock with a ridge extending into the water and a water filled circular section like it was cut with a cookie cutter. It wasn’t a brief flash. I sustained the view of it for a short while.
After that faded, I heard a subtle voice, like my own thoughts, but it was Dreamway’s voice. He was talking about water. he said, “…it’s water, it needs a fountain.”
May 17, 2011
Old Man Falls
It is night time. I am walking with my mother. It is a pleasant evening. My father arrives riding a bicycle. I jump to a different dream place and am standing on a small platform about 30 feet above the ground in front of a concession stand. I am buying popcorn when my old man appears behind me.
He must have followed me. I should not have jumped in front of him. (When I say jumped I mean something like translocation but instead of appearing at a different location in the same place, I am in a completely different place.) I am filled with dread as he should not be here. It is extremely dangerous and his life is in danger. I am so filled with dread that I cannot act for fear that anything I do will cause him to fall.
I am filled with relief when the vendor whom I seem to think of as being an IB, translocates from behind the counter to beside my old man and holds him and guides him down the ramp. The old man can’t handle being in this place, where ever it is. He is not configured for it. He acts like he is drunk.
As the IB is guiding him gingerly down the ramp, I cringe in horror as his foot steps off the edge and and he falls to the ground. I am filled with guilt, and anger at the situation etc. It is as if it really happened and he is dead. I look over the edge and see him lying there inert. The IB asks if he is moving. I angrily say, “All he’s doing is bleeding all over the place.” He wasn’t actually bleeding though, I was just expressing my anger at the situation.
(This is one of several dreams that I could not write up from my journal. When I would get to these dreams, I would get a kind of writers block and lose all interest in transcribing my journal notes. This is why I am over a year behind in typing up my notes.)
(Another note: As I have been typing up my notes. I know that I have written it all before, only, I haven’t. Almost every morning, I review my dreams while half-asleep. I often dream I write in my journal. So, technically, I have multiple copies of all my dreams. Each is different as I remember or forget different things each time. As I am writing them up now, I can vaguely remember these other times I wrote it up and remember things not in my physical journal notes and have the desire to search my hard-drive for them even though they aren’t there. There are some dreams I have written up and posted on the forum but that’s not what I’m referring to.)
Supper Song
I am sitting behind my mother on an inflatable toy raft for a swimming pool that is shaped like a reed boat. We are zooming down a path through some woods as if we are on a scout speeder from Star Wars. We arrive in front of a hut on a hill and she goes inside. I can’t go inside, I have to wait. This is the hut for some leader type people who are very stern.
I take a moment to lie back on the raft and close my eyes and relax. This is something I often do when I have a break. It feels similar to the twin positions technique. As I am lying here with my eyes closed, a young man comes and grabs me and pulls me down the hill. I can’t see yet but am not bothered by this as it is normal. As he is pulling me he says something to the effect I can’t hang around that close to them (the chief people) they don’t like it.
When we get to the bottom of the hill, I can see. There is a small house here and a lot of young people around. I hang out around here for a while then go out back and see a dark green van parked on the side of the gravel road. It is almost identical to my old man’s van, but it belongs to some kid.
Some teenagers pass by, walking down the road.
I drive the van somehow into the back room of the house. It is half kitchen and bathroom as there is a black plastic futuristic looking toilet there. The van fills the whole room but there is just enough room for an Asian lady to squeeze around the stove where she is cooking but not enough room to get to the toilet as a kid complains about not being able to reach the toilet.
I go back and walk around the house. There is a deep ditch beside the house. As I come around toward the front, I see a pavilion on the left side of the ditch. This is for the very young kids. they are all dressed in white and pink kimonos or Chinese equivalent. On the right side of the ditch is the main area where are seated the adults and older youths. there are at least 200 people here seated for dinner. Everyone is sitting on mats and cushion on the ground with short tables in front of them?
They are all singing the dinner song. I have been to one of these dinners before and heard the song then but I still don’t know the words. I hear the song in English. I wish I knew the words and could sing it along with them as I like the song.
There is a central female figure who is someone of importance. She is leading the singing and her words are so clear and perfect that I think she must actually be speaking English instead of her own language.
I find my place when the singing stops and eat some of the food. Sausages and other stuff, maybe cooked worms. Whatever it was, it was extremely delicious. I go up to the central woman. She is like royalty. I sit on my legs beside her, our heads close together, and ask for permission to ask a question. She says yes and I ask if she was singing in English. She says no. She then says two words which I can quite make out. She hugs me and is teary eyed. I compliment her on the food by saying, “I don’t know how I am going to stuff all these things into my mouth.” she says, “You are a brave man.” I don’t know if she is teasing me about my compliment or if she is referring to the stuff she was saying that I didn’t understand. I go back to my place and eat.
Water Tower
I step outside my door and look at the tree line in the distant south. There is a very huge water tower there, it is larger than is physically possible. Its the modern type that looks like a mushroom.
Written across the top where a town name would be is ‘DEBBIE FLINT, MO’.
May 28, 2011
Mr Mead
German and American forces are converging on the area while I am talking to some town mayors for the area about what is going on. Someone tells me, “Mr. Mead has set a trap for you.”
May 29
Land of Pu
We have been involved in some kind of practice? I’m talking with a couple of guys. All I remember is the one wearing a ball cap and may have been from Croatia saying, “The Land of Pu”.
April 2011
March 20, 2012
April 1, 2011
Spider
Hunted down in a house a large spider that was bothering us in some way.
Learning Japanese
I am walking through a park and overhear an old man teaching a younger guy Japanese at a picnic table. I decide to pass them by.
Later while walking down a road, I see them standing in the road talking. I realize I am not going to be able to ignore them so I go up to them.
We go to the younger guys apartment and sit on the floor while the old japanese man sits on the bed teaching us japanese.
I remember thank you (domo arigato) as one of the words he went over.
At one point he asks what the word for You’re welcome? or Please? I think it was onegaishimas (please). While I’m trying to think of it, the other guy pronounces it in exactly the same way that I would pronounce it when I was learning it years ago, haltingly, emphasizing each syllable. I find this funny, laugh out loud and wake up.
That’s how I remember it but in my journal instead of waking up, we run back outside to the street and meet another 2 people learning japanese. I go to 3rd person view and see a guy standing with them wearing a green east german jacket. He doesn’t look like me, has straight dark brown hair, normal over ear cut. The jacket gives him a casual poor intellectual look. Messy hair?
Was that me or that military guy from a later dream in June?
Japanese Girlfriend.
I arrive inside a large building with the mystery gang, those young people I’ve hung out with before. We are going to stay here overnight? I leave them and go explore the place. It is a huge building run by Japanese people. It is crowded with mostly japanese but a lot of foreigners too who are all staying here. (Are these people displaced by the tsunami earthquake?)
In a lounge room I meet a young asian woman. She has caucasian features. There is an instant romantic connection between us. Love at first sight? She is with some other asian woman and a caucasian red-head. They have a small room to themselves connected to this room whose doorway is closed off with a curtain.
I leave there and go hang out in a sleeping room full of japanese guys and cots. After a while a Chime sounds. I take it to mean ‘lights out’ soon as many of the japanese guys get on their cots. Some are covered with mosquito netting.
I walk back to the room where I left the mystery gang but stop in the lounge room to see my new girlfriend on the way. She has changed her hair and it is now platinum blond with strawberry blonde streaks. She looks caucasian with her hair like that. I interact with her and her friends but don’t remember it.
She pulls a couch in front of the curtained off room she and her friends are staying in. She want’s me to sleep on the couch guarding her room. I decide to stay there instead of going back.
I lay down on the couch and close my eyes. I can see through my eyelids and watch tv this way with my eyes closed. A midget and a boy come in and seeing the room empty they decide to claim it as their place to crash. Realizing I’m not going to be able to get any sleep, I sit up and talk with them.
I forget this part but from my notes, there is a guy here wearing authentic looking civil war Yankee ruck sack, tobacco pouch, 2 ammo punches, cartridge box etc.
PT, myself and another guy are wearing Yankee uniforms. Mine has gold officer braids in the sleeve but sergeant strips as well. I have no gear or weapon. We are approaching a battle, but since I have no gear, I leave them when they enter the battle.
I go to a house full of Yankee soldiers. The confederates won the battle. When I leave there, I remove my jacket and carry it in my hand in case I run into any confederate soldiers.
Something about seeing a face and the name Chen? Qen? associated with it. That must mean he looked chinese.
My japanese girlfriend and her friends arrive at where I am. I get teary eyed. It feels as if I just went through a stressful situation. She kisses me on the cheek.
I look into a small canvas bag I am carrying and there are odd shaped lead looking pieces in there. This is our money, hers and mine, but there is not a lot of it.
She hand me another bag full of stones. There are a bunch of different kinds of stone rocks in there, asphalt rocks, pink corral blocks etc. Somehow, these stones represent a house she owns that she was going to share with her fiance but he died recently. She is now offering to share this house with me. I am touched by her offer and kiss her.
April 2, 2011
Pirates
On a sailboat. We pull back the sails and motor through some rocks. Some pirates arrive and take over the ship but let everyone go about their business. They were neither violent or hostile toward us.
That dream makes me want to learn to sail.
April 3, 2011
Dogie Magic
I sleep over at BM’s house after spending all day in RL helping him clear out his apartment as he was moving. We slept in the same bed along with his dog. I was aware the dog slept in five different positions on the edges of the bed during the night. These positions where the points of a five-pointed star. I remember waking up and seeing blue glowing lines connecting those points forming a glowing five-pointed star across the bed with us underneath. My impression was that the dog cast a protection spell over us as we slept. Cool if pets actually do that.
April 4-8 (not dated)
Clown Entity
I became lucid, rubbed hands together and looked at them. Felt two closest people were IBs, they confirmed this. Asked if there were any other IBs in this dream. One said, “Only the common type.” Accepted this in dream as if I know what he meant. I think I asked them several times to help me become lucid in dreams.
forget some stuff, later, still lucid or become lucid again, no one around, yell out for IBs to help me remember my dreams.
I spend time focused on dream stabilization and focus.
At one point, I am with an IB, one of the original two I think, in the form of a naked old lady facing away from me. Still lucid, I grab her from behind and stick my dick into her while standing (physically impossible). Nothing sexual about it, just stick it in and don’t move. It’s not sex, just the nakedness and penis thing, if that’s what it was, makes it seem so. No idea why I did this.
I ask a human if they are IB, she says no, forget what she said when I asked if DC but she seemed afraid and hurried away from me.
Something about a guy named “Whinny or whiney?”
Later, by myself, on my own, I transition to another world where there is a certain IB entity I want to talk with or look at its energy? not sure why I went. It is always hostile to me but I have figured out a way to neutralize that hostility so I can interact with it.
When I arrive, floating in the air, I watch it as it interacts with some guy, whom I get the impression of being a wizard. hmm, two wizards standing at the base of a huge boulder the IB is on I think. The IB entity who looks like a giant clown, notices me and slowly moves toward me. Didn’t focus my attention on it but I think there was a cave in the hillside on my right.
Shit, I can’t remember the new technique I thought up! Hell, I’ll have to do what I did those other times. I don’t want to because it will cause the dream to end.
This other technique involves tricking oneself into believing something by using an aha or eureka moment. I say, That’s right!, (as if amazed) you are a balloon! The IB turns into a giant tube, I can see down the inside of it as I am above, then it pops and I wake up.
April 9, 2011
Gang Wars
A long dream interacting with asian and mexican gangs with a lot of violence and cruelty on their part.
In room with asian gang and their leader when several mexican gang members come in with their leader to issue a demand. As the Mex leader has killed an asian gang members family as a warning, the asian leader decides to kill him for this. I agree with his judgement as he is a killer of innocents so I walk out with the others and don’t interfere.
Convention Center
at a nearly deserted japanese convention center. Huge outdoor amphitheater/stadium where film being shown on huge screen. something about japan that I’ve seen before. A japanese woman approaches toward me, I walk behind stand where concession booths are. I wanted to avoid her? The japanese and white people here are all speaking english. I run into a storm trooper and a guy not in costume. I ask if that’s _____: name I’m not sure of, a new guy in costume group I haven’t met since I haven’t been active in some time.
April 10, 2011
Zombie Apocalypse
Zombie apocalypse with the fast ones, that turn you on touch. It was a lot of work to avoid them as they are so fast. We end up on top of cage in a warehouse. It didn’t look like we’d make it out of there.
April 15, 2011
Dragons
I forget the first part of this dream. I am with Dreamways and some other people, maybe Mothsdream. At some point we are at a breach between this world and the IBs world where some alien looking IB bugs have come through the breach. These breeches are apparently a random and temporary, naturally occurring phenomena. I pick up a stylized brass stand about three feet tall and use it as a club to squash them. They were small about three inches long and brightly colored of different colors and had dozens of tiny legs. I have no visual recollection of the breach, just darkness. Probably invisible.
Seems like Dreamways may have told us about this breach how there was a similar one that occurred earlier in his life that had a big impact on him.
I travel by myself in some quick manner I don’t recall to europe? or wherever it was when that event occurred. I arrive outside a house with a tan stucco wall around the property enclosing a nice courtyard. There is a young woman with long straight black hair on a bicycle on the sidewalk outside the wall. There is an open door in the wall to a closet sized room full of tools scattered around haphazardly. She says there is something moving around in there and wants me to check it out. She doesn’t know what is in there.
I walk up to it and realize this is the breach he told me about. I can see the same colorful bugs. As I am standing there looking at it feeling apprehensive. The woman, who I get the impression as being Dreamway’s daughter, is behind me leaning against me trying to push me forward into the utility closet using me as a shield so she can see whats in there but I am holding my ground thinking if she only knew what I knew, she wouldn’t be so eager.
I am next to the house in a patio area next to the courtyard with Dreamways and some other people, he is wearing a dark blue robe. This is the Dreamways from before we have met, before he knew much about sorcery. I am thinking there are lots of things I can tell him about.
I tell him about the breach how the things coming through are called ‘Dragons’. They are inorganic beings from another world who when they cross through the breach become physical beings in this world. They become like hybrids but different from the normal kind. Dragon is a general term that refers to any IB that comes through a breach like this and becomes physical no matter what kind they are.
We are at a part of the breach that is this side of the wall either in a room or covered patio. Several high level IBs come through and transform into humans. They don’t seem to be paying any particular attention to me, which seems odd to me. I wonder if they can tell I’m a double being. Maybe they aren’t seeing energy now that they have become physical. I almost start trying to see them as energy but instead, I ask one that somewhat resembles Lurch from the Adams Family, “Can you see energy?” He says yes. I wake up.
April 16?
Blue Shirt
forgotten dream with Dreamways wearing his blue shirt.
April 17, 2011
Dr Who
A dream with the Tom Baker Dr. Who.
Shoot Out
Some plain clothed undercover cops have a shoot out with some bad guys. Uniformed cops come along and assuming the undercover cops are bad guys, shoot at them, severely wounding one.
Denzel Washington, police chief? says his injuries were minor, no vital organs hit and that everyone goes through injuries like that. No big deal.
That was tail end of a scenario where there was a white cop who did something in revenge against a bad guy.
I had to go back in time and change something, something very minor that prevented all that stuff with that cop from happening. no one gets killed, no laws broken, was surprised at the result. Felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulders when I cleared all that up and kept it from happening.
Three Witches
Hostile, mexican gang members show up in a car. A shoot out? I become aware of what is happening at another location and translocate there. My perception shifts to that of a woman who lives here. (I become this woman in other words) She is with another woman. Many Mexican gang members have invaded the house and are trying to kill everyone. I, as the woman, have a black 110 single shot shotgun with a longer than normal barrel. I quickly shoot the invaders one after the other from the second floor balcony across the atrium. Shotgun shells are also black and explode 30 seconds after being lodge in the body. I shoot many in a very short period of time then the scene shifts to being on top of a wall or elevated walkway surrounding a courtyard. Back of house?
There are Three old witches here. Two are old witches and one very old witch. I sense they are controlling the street gang. I shoot one of the old witches then the ancient witch who is the most powerful. First explodes then the other and then I shoot the last witch.
She goes into a raging fit, knowing she is about to die. A penis appears between her legs with what looks like a high heel shoe on the end. She starts frantically fucking what is left of the ancient witch, which looks like a thigh that has grown a head and a vagina. I stare in fascination at this bizareness. She stops, transforms into a giant with a humongous penis, then cums a huge quantity of semen onto the ancient witch. I start to wake up, but manage to shoot one last shell into her and what’s left of the ancient one before I do.
April 18, 2011
Sneaking out of House
It’s night and I am a japanese teenage girl who sneaks out the bedroom window of the foster home where she/I am staying.
April 24, 2011
I travel to Don Juan’s World
I become lucid and intend to go where don Juan is. I travel for a long period, weird sensation, like warp speed without the light streaks. a weird texture. While in route, I think it may not be a good idea to just go to where he is as it might not be safe so I think I should change my intent to only go to where he is if it is safe. I Arrive at a place near a building with people around. I sense DJ is not here but close by. He is busy with something.
I spent most of time in this dream focused on staying lucid. I tried rubbing hands but it felt only marginally effective at best, intending lucidity was much more effective.
March 2, 2011
How Dream Recall Really Is
I spent quite a while going over my dreams while lying in bed but when I got up I forgot all of them, including the one where Don Juan was teaching me something.
March 6, 2011
Vampire Meeting
I am standing on a sidewalk downtown in a town resembling my hometown where most if not all the people are vampires. It is daytime and they are walking around and look like normal people. I am just like them, a vampire, but I am different. I am a rogue as I don’t have a sponsor? I was recently bitten by some guy who was immediately killed afterwards by an immolation of white flames. I don’t know if I did it or someone else. It seemed like it happened on the same spot I was standing.
I sense I am tolerated by the vampires but there is their leader dude who looks like the boss vampire on the tv series “Being Human” who doesn’t like me. I have the impression he would kill me if he got me alone so I intend not to antagonize him and to stay out of his way.
Was I in a bar? I go to get in my car.
There is a gathering or a meeting of all the vampires about to take place. I can see them walking toward a certain building. They are all wearing white robes or capes. I don’t want to go to the meeting as that leader dude will be there but I feel I probably should, so I go.
I’m in the lobby area with a couple or three robed people standing near. I have pulled a bunch of junk out of nowhere and piled it onto a couch. Apparently it is a Halloween costume party? As I am going through my junk, I pick up a sword and scabbard thinking I can build a costume around this. The guy standing across the couch from me say, “A sword? That’s your costume?” I ignore his comment but drop the sword and continue rummaging through the junk for something else.
I am in a mansion place wanting to take a bath. I am walking down a sidewalk next to an overpass with a woman with light brown hair. It is a pleasant walk.
A car roars past on the overpass. I see a woman with long wavy auburn? hair driving it. As soon as it passes, a sculpture of the words “Marilyn Tunneshende” appears on the rail amidst a shower of sparks. It has three-dimensional letters of a green patina color with what looks like a pile of golden pellets underneath.
In the dream,I remember that this appeared in another recent dream. (I don’t remember that dream.)
After getting out of bed, I decided this was just another junk dream and there is no point in recording it but then I remembered the Tunneshende thing and decided I should. This made me think that this casual attitude toward my dreams may be partly responsible for my poor recall and I should make the effort to record everything no matter how trivial it seems. Even so, I forget everything for the next several days.
March 10, 2011
Mothsbear
I am in a dark inside place that looks weird in some way. There is an evil man with short blonde hair and dark clothing here. I get the impression he has confronted us and not us him. He is standing on a platform or something that is higher than us. Us being myself and Mothsdream.
There is also the powerful, ominous presence of grizzly bear energy but no bear is present as far as I can tell. This seems to have some connection with Mothsdream. At some point I tease her by calling her Mothsbear.
Angry Valkyrie
I am in a huge mansion with several warrior women with armor but exposed arms and legs, sword and winged helmet. They look like Valkyries. Seemed I was there for a while but don’t remember much. I know I talked with one who had long brown hair.
There is an angry warrior woman outside similar to the ones inside. She is trying to get into the mansion. I am in a room whose walls are covered with bookshelves, floor to ceiling. In the center of the floor is a spiral staircase leading down. The angry woman has gotten inside and is climbing up the stairs.
I want to get away before she reaches the top so I run toward an interior wall and slide through it on my ass, feet first like a baseball player slides into a base. I intend to head toward the interior of the mansion to put as much distance between her and myself as I can and lose her in the maze of rooms if she should decide to follow me.
March 11, 2011
Java
It’s a pleasant day. I am in a backyard where there are a bunch of youthful people lounging around. It’s a party atmosphere. These are mostly extreme sports type of people. There is a raised wooden patio deck with women sunning themselves. I walk up on the deck. There is a tv and VCR player here. I had taken one of the guys tapes where he had video taped them doing stunts. I am playing it as entertainment. All of a sudden it cuts to the guy whose tape it is having sex with his girlfriend. He had apparently recorded over this but that footage had run out and this was now playing.
I hurriedly shut it off thinking he is going to be pissed at me especially since I took that tape without permission. I take the tape with me back to the house where I live with these guys. I consider copying it over to an SD card as this stuff is to good to not copy as I can taunt him with it. I have to admit that I wanted to finish watching it as well, but I didn’t bring my camera so I didn’t have an SD card. Though now that I think about it, it makes no sense trying to copy an analog tape to a digital card.
I come to a place where there is some sort of game show tryout competition taking place for future contestants for a game show, one of those weird Japanese game shows. I apparently watch this until everyone packs up and leaves but I don’t remember it.
I meet a middle age japanese man there. He has a green extension cord with a socket on the end for a christmas light bulb but there is no bulb in it. There is a lot of trash left behind on the street and some discarded bulbs. I help the man find a bulb that works but all the ones I try don’t work. I think the socket may have come loose from the wires at one point as I was unscrewing a bulb and had to fix it.
He follows me to my house and we go inside. There are a bunch of guys lounging around in the living room. A tall woman wearing a pale pink nurses outfit with a short skirt tells me that Java, burned himself. this is a young man who stays in the room connected to mine whom I haven’t met yet but I know of him. I walk into my room, the door was open but nothing was missing and then have a look at his room to see that the posters on the walls are scorched as if there was a fireball flare-up in there.
I seem to think he is here in the house and not badly injured. I go around asking people if they are Java.
SD Card
Someone named Kris Logan? I am in a cubicle in an office building. There are piles of magazines on the floor. I open one and pull an SD card out of a pink sleeve. A game demo? it is bent into a U shape. It looks like a wheel chair ran over it. I open the plastic case and look at the internal electronics. These things are pretty durable. Nothing looks broken so I bend the plastic back into shape and snap it back together. I tap on the space bar, esc key etc on a computer keyboard but it must be locked up because the monitor doesn’t come out of the black screensaver mode. I look for another computer I can insert the SD card into.
March 12, 2011
Sweetwater
I am with my old man at a tourist spot next to an indian mound on hwy 49. (There is no such indian mound at this location in RL.) There are lots of kids in white t-shirts here. Someone mentions another indian mound called “Sweetwater” but dad says that’s too far to visit. A black man says it’s only a mile and a half from here and that he can take us there. We go to get in the truck to follow him there.
Medieval Assassins
I’m a young boy or girl with 2 men. We are being chased? We are in an automobile? on railroad tracks built high up in the air on scaffolding like in a cartoon or Indiana Jones movie. We are moving at high-speed and can see that the scaffolding up ahead is collapsed and the tracks end in the air. I hunker down as we fly off the end and crash to the ground. We aren’t hurt.
Some kids try to run over a bearded guy lying near the road. Was he in the car? This is all disjointed.
I am talking to a man in the SCA and I tell my brother I need to make this guy some armor.
I am in the middle ages. I enter into the perspective (I see through his eyes and know his thoughts) of a young man with blonde hair on a mission to assassinate someone. He goes to meet his sister who is also an assassin. I shift from him into her and learn this. She works in the castle. She is the smart one of the two.
March 13, 2011
Parallel Tracks
I arrive in a place with two companions? It is a place brightly illuminated but I don’t remember any scenery. I seem to think it is the far future. There are several future people here. A man out of time and place is brought here from the past?.
The future people loathe him, and I think they hate everyone from his time as well. They blame him for everything, whatever that is, as if he was consciously and willfully responsible for everything he’s done and not just a product of his time and circumstance as I view it. I remember a woman with sandy blond hair in a pony tail. I think she is one of the future people.
There is something strange about him. He ages slower than normal. He has an intermediary female keeper, three over time, until he gets to a point where his age equals the age of the next one then he will know love. (True love with one of the keepers, second?, is the impression I get though I don’t remember what a keeper is.) “he will know love” is a certainty but maybe it isn’t a woman but a reference to his heart chakra opening up?
This segment has been very confusing. I think “the next one”, as I wrote it in my notes, is not referring to the third keeper but to the next life in the right parallel track, as the left track ages slower?
The strange man has multiple lives, two parallel tracks but out of sync with each other but at some point along this track their ages are the same and at that point he will know love. There is some integration in here involving the three keepers which really throws me off so, I wouldn’t bet on this being an accurate description.
Sigh…continuing on…
[missing segment]
Time has advanced into the future. People forget how to read. There are three women here, The first knows how to read, the second doesn’t and the third can’t read either and has never heard of a book, doesn’t know what that is. Are these the keepers?
Someone writes info on a napkin for the second woman but as she can’t read, he? has to read it to her.
I am looking at the strange guy. In my notes I wrote I was looking at him in third person which suggest I may have been him at some point but I don’t remember it. I do have the suspicion that this strange guy was in some way me.
He doesn’t look like me. He looks haggard, unkempt, and emotionally shut off from the world. He has thick wavy brown hair about 3 inches long, a dark green jacket and light color t-shirt and dark pants. he hasn’t shaved in a few days.
I walk through a doorway out of this place and into a backyard. I spontaneously start crying uncontrollably. I am crushingly sad but it lasts only a moment. I am surprised by this emotional outburst. This sort of thing is very uncommon for me.
I sense that the two IBs who followed me into this backyard were surprised by my outburst as well, they did not expect it, nor were trying to cause it, but they were trying to cause something, something subtle.
I have a feeling that they have been, for a long time, exerting some kind of very, very subtle pressure on me that I never noticed until now. I can’t really get a grasp on what this pressure is. I have the feeling that it built up to a point and in conjunction with what I just experienced was what caused the outburst. The expression, “The straw that broke the camel’s back.” comes to mind.
March 15, 2011
To Clear or Not to Clear
As I am talking with someone, I become lucid and immediately start trying to clear everything. This causes me to wake up
Starfish Entity
The number 14?
I am in the black with a few people. At one point I am looking at an entity that appears to be made up of white smoke, dense white in middle, roundish but with appendages of smoke around its sides like the arms of a starfish but not as long. It is not like a cloud or billowing smoke but like dense cigarette wisps of smoke. Dense in the middle getting more transparent as it reaches the edges.
Around its middle is a grey belt with a flat, rectangular and silver belt buckle in its center. I am reminded of the brow and power chakra parts of the energy body but with a flat buckle instead of a pyramid. A fat starfish made of smoke and wearing a belt. In summary, the entity looks like smoke in the shape of a 5-pointed star and wearing a grey belt with a silver buckle.
Still same dream I think, I’m looking at a pickup truck whose trailer part is made of silver aluminum. Something else involving grid coordinates.
After waking there was a feeling there is some connection with this dream and the one I had on feb. 16 with KK in that alternate future.
Mowing the Roof
I am on a riding lawn mower, cutting the grass of the yard of the family home. The only connection to RL is that it somewhat resembles the home of a childhood friend. I ride up an elevator on the mower to the roof, where there is a swimming pool and I cut the grass around that then ride down a steep embankment to the backyard then around the house to cut the front yard. This is the first grass of spring.
There are a lot of people around both inside and out. I’m inside, either naked or partially naked and walk into the utility room to get some clothes and use the bathroom. My brother is in the utility room so I duck out of there and head toward another bathroom.
I’m with Dreamways and Commander Riker in his black and red starfleet uniform. I think he came here with Dreamways who gives me two medicine bottles. I peer through the semi-transparent rust color bottles and read the labels. Both had capsules, one had white capsules with thin blue stripes on it. The other I forget. All I remember of the labels is that one had something like “Jared?” on it. This medicine was unfamiliar.
Name
the name Rachael
Brainscan Database
All the dreams with the weird sorcery like stuff are always vague and difficult to make sense of. This one is no exception. Well… I guess I have this problem with other dreams as well, I’m just not as focused on remembering those.
I seem to be with an organization that reminds me of the movie Hellboy but without Hellboy or the fish man just normal people and normal looking people with powers.
I either tracked down or was kidnapped by a woman with powers. I was not alone though, there was a whole team of us who had planned this operation before this.
Her mind control power required the person to have fear for it to work on them. There is another man on my team here in a black suit who makes a threatening move toward her. When she is threatened, her brother can sense it and comes running. He is the one we want. Someones face turns a bright blue. Hers?
I am immune to her mind control so I fake a moment of fear to cause her to use her mind control power on me. She does and thinking I am under her power, no longer considers me a threat.
Her brother appears through the wall. He is very powerful but in some way unstable. He has a wildness about him that sort of reminds me of Sasquatch from the X-Men. He is large and wearing a tan trench coat. This was not a bad guy just uncontrollable. I don’t think his sister was bad either, just feeling threatened by us.
There is a young man with blond hair with us on our side but I think he was a bad guy. The brother merges with the blond boy causing a blending of features and personality. Once he has completely absorbed the boy, he becomes stable and can be talked with. Whatever was wrong with him before is fixed. He now seems wise and in control of himself.
The reason he merged with the boy was so that he could re-state his case and probably other reasons as I think the boy may have been a real threat but not sure. He had been trying to get the government to institute a brain scan database of people so that brain scans can be taken of people in sensitive positions and compared to the database to see if their minds have been taken over. This mind taking over thing only lasts for short periods but leaves a permanent sign behind detectable by comparing before and after brain scans. The government had rejected his proposal in the past.
He takes over the mind of one of the suited guys to show as an example. I believe the government will now take him seriously but I feel sorry for that guy he used. Since his mind has been taken over, his brain scan will forever show that marker and he will be denied sensitive positions. He has just lost his job.
(Hmm. Reading this one year later, I wonder if that was the boys nagual self that we enticed over.)
March 16, 2011
Arcade
I am driving down the hwy toward Jackson.
I am in an arcade at one of the games. I reach my hand into an oversized coin slot and pull out a handful of pewter coins. Some of them look like medieval pewter coins I have made in RL, others look like medallions with a tab on top with no hole.
Three people run this game? No order in the crowd of kids as to who goes first. I seem to be bothered that the rules of the arcade are not properly displayed. Something about green dimes.
The game is like a table and you shoot at things with a pellet gun. I shoot at a round sign with “21″ on it affixed to the top of a pole.
I leave there and go to a restaurant with BM. He goes to get smokes from his car. I don’t have any and there is no store around so ask to borrow a pack from him until we can find a store.
Shadow Man
Night time in a very dark and barren rocky landscape. Ruins around. There was some involvement with an organization of people but can’t really remember that. There is a yellow-green ooze on the ground flowing like lava. I have the sense this ooze is the people in some way. Can’t really describe it. I have the sense I was interacting with them as people or thinking of them in that way but somehow, they are the ooze as well. They don’t seem malignant, but more neutral. Am I trying to hide from them or just put some distance between myself and them?
I climb up the remains of a concrete building to the second floor. There is a small central circular pool. There is no roof so maybe it’s rain water in the pool/fountain like thing. I crouch down near the edge and peer at the ooze to get a good look. I’m not sure what made me turn around but I turn to see the shadowed silhouette of a man step toward me from the shadows. I can only see him because the night sky is not as dark as the shadow form. I immediately wake up.
My in-dream impressions at that moment were that this entity was up there before I climbed up and I was disturbed that I hadn’t noticed his presence as I felt I should have. He had a feeling of malignancy. I wrote in my notes there was a connection between him and the other people but not sure of that now. The feeling he was there before I got there doesn’t mean anything. He could have translocated after I got there.
After waking up I had the feeling these people were trying to do something to me as I lay there in bed or wanted to do something and that this something was something I did not want to do but seemed to be my destiny and I had to do it. It felt like I would be sacrificing myself for the greater good. I was kind of stuck in the middle unable to decide to let them or resist them. It went away shortly.
Waiting for the Wife
I’m on a street on the other side of the ballpark in town next the house where the Bell’s used to live in RL. Different people live here. The man who lives there is standing by his car grumbling about having to wait on his wife. I say, “The most boring part is having to wait.” He replies, “Exactly.”
A man walks up with several long tablets of serial anime DVDs. He gives some to the husband for his kids to watch. I look at one to see the rating to see if they are appropriate for his young kids but the rating is “Z-Zone” and I don’t know what that is.
I look at the cover. It has a dog sitting next to a cigar on the sidewalk. This is familiar to me and I think I may have seen some of it before. (Not familiar in RL)
I am walking with the DVD guy and a couple of his friends talking about what it is like to spend a month watching a long serial anime program and how it feels like a loss when it ends and you want it to continue.
When we are next to a fence in an alley I part with them by flying over a fence and at apogee, turning to face them and waving goodbye as I disappear on the other side. I didn’t wave my hand side to side but wiggled my fingers. When I did this the DVD guy said to his companions. “He wiggled his fingers.” I go home to a white? square house.
March 17, 2011
The Emperor’s Heir
I am with a woman when a vehicle arrives. It is strange, like a modern self-propelled version of a huge, old and fancy royal carriage.
An asian guy in fancy silk robes and hat, a very important official whose position I think of as something like a high priest, informs me that I am the new emperor.
We get in his carriage to go somewhere. There is a young couple in it that give the impression they are newly married. The priest guy talks to me a lot but I don’t remember it. I don’t know what happened to the previous emperor. I don’t feel the position is all that special. I do know that I am unofficial. To become official will require me to pass a trial or test of some sort which I am not at all sure I can pass.
Every new emperor has to build a new palace. It is nothing fancy, a few administration buildings. As we drive along I look out the window. We are driving through a small town in mountainous country. I am thinking of a place to build the palace. I see a place on the top of the mountain ridge that I like but a few building there will have to be demolished to make room.
The priest asks the woman if she is american too. Not the one with me I think but the one with the other man. (I think I have that backwards and he is asking the woman with me.) I have lost the awareness of the one who was with me but I seem to have looked at her at some point while in the vehicle.
The guy keeps referring to us as gods in his conversation. He calls himself a god. I tell him we are not gods and I don’t want him saying that anymore.
I’m staring at him trying to feel him out. He is pompous, cruel and deceitful. He neither likes or respects me. he will plot against me to undermine my authority. He only respects power and domination. I won’t be able to reason with him to get him to see things my way. While I’m doing this he has been talking and once again refers to himself as a god.
There is only one thing I can think of to do to keep him from turning against me that he will understand. I pick up a roll of brown suede leather scrap. There is a foot long strand hanging from it. I start whipping the priest with it telling him, “I told you not to say that!” As I whip him, he turns half out of the couch with his back to me and his clothes disappear. After a few more hits, I quit then wake up.
March 20, 2011
Digging for Artifacts
Night time, driving as passenger in a car with BM. This is a large area with buried artifacts. The hot spot is being patrolled and monitored by law enforcement people. We drive pass a place where it looks like a recent mud flow. There are several people out there digging holes. The earth damp, not muddy, it just looks that way from here. (I think the several people digging out there were all Don Juan.)
We drive down the road and turn onto a gravel drive to a shop or factory of some kind, there is a chain link fence but no gate. I think this place if far enough away the cops won’t be checking here but I look into the darkness adjusting my eyes so I can see in the infrared spectrum just to be sure. I don’t see anyone. Artifact density is less here but it is safer.
We drive past the metal building to a cabin further down the road. Did we dig? I don’t remember. We are inside the cabin. There is a young yellow labrador dog, large puppy. Was there a cat? Before we leave, I want to block off a section to contain the dog using piles of junk but he can climb over and knock it down so I take newspaper and masking tape and construct a wall between a chair and coffee table instead.
March 21, 2011
Helicopter
I was with two women. I forget most of it but near the end we get in a helicopter in the street. None of us know how to fly it but I think the blonde woman has the best ability with air stuff so she pilots it. We spin around wobbly in place and occasionally rise up to let cars pass? I tell her to move over and land on the side of the road on a gravel area. She is making room for a van driving down the road but moves over a tad too far and the rotors slice into an aluminum ladder. I get out and check the ends of the rotors expecting minor damage but the ends are huge bulbous, swept back ends that are all frayed and chewed up. The blonde woman starts repairing it.
The other rotor has the rusted metal frame of a foldout bed couch, only the metal frame, nothing else, stuck to the end of the rotor. The brown haired woman starts cutting it off with an acetylene torch on her own initiative. I didn’t have to tell her. I think both of these women are pretty self sufficient. They don’t need me.
Submarine
something that ends with riding a submarine up a river and getting off on bank near the front lines of what seems to be WWII. The WWII thing didn’t exist until the submarine reached its destination. We were in a place with out the WWII war before this.
Night Surfing
I am in the gravel parking lot between the Pig Stand and the auto parts place. I am in my car at night surfing the internet on my computer using dial-up?
I get a call on my cellphone. It’s my old man. I can’t talk to him and focus on what I’m doing at the same time so I have to hang up. I switch to using my laptop with Linux on it. I have a folder open and when I go to look at the images, the image app interfaces with the folder app in a way I don’t want. I want to see them all as thumbnails but am having trouble getting that to work.
A black guy in a white pickup arrives and drives it through a garage door opened on the side of the parts place. My car starts rolling forward and I have trouble keeping my foot on the brake as I’m not in the driver’s seat. I switch to third person view and watch it roll into the grass but it seems I’m still in there trying keep my foot on the brake.
March 22, 2011
You’ve Got Mail
I am watching a tv where a black man and a white woman are sitting in chairs talking. An interview. He asks, “Is that why you left the phone off the hook?” This was in reference to a program she uses to edit or copy something. Instead of paying for it, since it is too expensive, as the parameters can’t be saved, she leaves in running so she can use it again without having to reenter them.
I put on some head phones to listen in? I hear a phone ringing in the head phones then the AOL voice says, “You’ve got mail!”
March 23, 2011
Absorbed
Something about a small, new country being absorbed into a commonwealth that consists of France and other Scandinavian countries.
Flautist
In band class. I haven’t been here in a long time. I play the flute but feel I am rusty. we are given music but mine is general music not specific to the flute. Am I supposed to play all the notes? It will sound really bad if I do. (I don’t know how to play the flute in real life)
Patio
I am sitting on a lounge chair on the concrete patio at the house I grew up in. The fountain is replaced with a small deep pool which a girl is swimming in. VH sitting in a chair beside me.
March 24, 2011
Random Flying
I’m in a yard with a bunch of old ladies whom are doing whatever. I haven’t flown in a while and decide to get some practice so I don’t get rusty. I do the chi focus under my fists and easily fly. I try to fly without doing that, something I work on every once in a while and have some limited success.
March 25, 2011
Inner Voice
Had a dream with the group but wasn’t able to bring up anything and trying this resulted in me forgetting the other two dreams I had originally remembered.
An inner voice told me something while I was lying in bed but I forgot it when I had to get up suddenly.
March 26, 2011
More Junk
A dream with Dreamways in it and maybe the others in the group but I don’t remember anything. I know that I am dreaming with them frequently but never remember.
Japanese Class
I am in a class with a Japanese teacher. He doesn’t look like a teacher, looks like he is wearing an old style khaki uniform. He is a big man, taller than me, late 40s? He passes out back to us the graded test from the other day. I got a 100. Mildly surprised. I knew I would get an A but felt a couple of my answers were questionable.
I don’t remember what the test nor the class was about. May have been Japanese language. Definitely something about Japan.
For getting the highest grade I got prizes. It was all stuff like I already had. A couple of bundles of fireworks, one a bundle of 16 count firecracker packs. a brand I’d never seen before. dark blue label with chinese characters. no english. A map of Japan. I already have two maps of japan. a historical map and a modern map. I pick it up and look at the cover. There is an outline of the island and on top of that is a white woman with blonde hair wearing a green dress. This is a map that highlights tourist spots. I don’t have a map like this.
We go on a field trip? We are in what looks like my home town next to a restaurant. forget what we do there. He and myself are in power chairs. I have the definite impression he is trying to silently influence me to become more physically active, start exercising. I consider running to school every day but it’s two miles either way. Too far, I would be tired out. I consider riding a bike to school instead.
Everyone leaves. I ride away on my power scooter chair but the scene morphs to being in Greenville and I’m driving a car. I take a short cut but the road turns away from where I thought it would go and have to turn around at a church and go back the way I came.
March 27, 2011
Beige Suit
Something about a man wearing a beige suit. It’s an old style baggy suit of thin material, a summer suit.
Cellphone Call
While half asleep, I dream I get a call on my cellphone from my mother. She says a one sentence statement but I forget it.
Thoth
There was stuff before this, I seemed to be traveling and there was something to do with a boat. Mediterranean? I was visually seeing the mediterranean as if from a great height with a white boat parked in the Aegean? It was half the size of the Italian peninsula. A mental visualization?
I am in a small study talking with my younger brother about something to do with Egypt. I walk over to a roll-top desk and touch the spine of a book on a small shelf in the desk. It is a book about hieroglyphics. I seem to be thinking that I’ve had a need to know a lot of different languages lately but I didn’t really want to have to learn hieroglyphics. There is always more stuff going on, more stuff I have to do and now there is something involving egypt. I leave him and go out on my own.
This part is very vague and weird. I can’t remember it well enough to make sense out of it. I am tracking down two egyptian brothers. I seem to be walking in an outside place the color of the desert but not a desert? The brothers are long dead? I am visualizing two adjacent buildings with one standing in each one. Tombs? something else? I spend a while focused on them thinking about them in some way and this makes them come alive? It is an involved, weird process that eludes me. This thing about them being dead isn’t really right. They were alive. I just can’t make much sense out of what I remember. I don’t really know what happened. They weren’t modern Egyptians but ancient Egyptians.
Whatever transpired, (I have the impression I helped them out of a trap they had been stuck in for a long time and out of gratitude, they take me to see Thoth so he can reward me. Getting them unstuck was the reason I went there.)I end up with them and they take me to a different place, a temple? I am standing in a small room next to a side entrance when someone walks through it and directly up to me. I turn to see who it is and find myself facing a huge bare chest. I look up and discover it is not a man but a god. He has a powerful presence. I think this is the egyptian god Thoth, who immediately teaches me something which I forget. I mean, straight away, right after he shows up he does something to me that seems to have been nearly instantaneous, that taught me something and then I was awake. I almost have a visual associated with that but can’t bring it up.
He was huge, about seven or more feet tall, with a dark-tanned human body, with typical ancient egyptian clothing as he is often depicted wearing. His head was different. It was all black and he was wearing an all black headdress. I don’t recall any fancy adornments on it, but it was patterned with shiny black spots evenly spaced on it? His head did seem to be narrow but not as narrow as a birds. It wasn’t human.
His beak was black as well and about a foot long. It was different than a normal bird beak and I would probably not think of it as a beak were it not for the pictures of him depicting it as such. It was flat, narrow and straight, not curved. The tip end seemed to flare out wider than the rest of the beak. It did not stick straight out but angled down in front of his chest. Actually, as I think about it, it seems it may have been two flat rods extending down parallel to each other with each curving around in a coil at the end, so it wouldn’t have been a beak at all. Anyway, my impression is this was Thoth. It was the first thing that popped into my head, right after ‘This is a god’.
Drawing
I was at a place that seems to be a college campus but I forget. I am in a junk shop. Lots of people, it is a holiday, end of school, christmas? Owner is having some sort of give away of his junk. Customers write their name on a piece of paper and a brief description of what they like and dislike about the item they want then place this paper next to that item. They can put paper next to as many different items as they want. Later there will be a drawing and these things given away.
I sit down at the table and write my name on a pad of paper but can’t think of anything I want. I get up and walk around looking. I think I might try for some of the expensive items but nothing really catches my interest. I briefly consider some old video console items. I think about an old Nintendo and some cartridges that I have. (This is a reference in my thoughts to a different dream a long time ago where BM gave me some of his games.)
The owner at the table seems to be calling my name that he read on the paper I left there. I get the impression he wants whomever started writing to come finish their thing? I ignore him as I have no interest in entering the drawing.
There is a table with some welded yard art looking stuff. The owner comes over and talks to me about it. It is stuff he has made. I pick up an item that resembles a gladiator helmet but it is not something that can be worn. I ask him if it’s supposed to represent a gladiator helmet and he says yes, not many people would notice that. He talks to me about a chicken looking piece.
Says he is not as good as V. I ask, VH? I walk with him toward the back of the table. There is something that looks like a real helmet there I want to look at but we end up outside next to another table with painted tin in the shape of safari animals. Apparently VH made this stuff. Not as skilled items as what I was previously looking at. Craft stuff. He takes me to a door where a kid answers.
I ask the kid if he is VH’s brother. (this is not his brother in RL) he asks if I’ve seen him recently and I reply It’s been a few years. (way more than that in RL) I can hear the sound of food sizzling on the stove. I try to get him to go back inside to check on his food but he seems unable to make a decision. I may have asked him something he couldn’t or didn’t want to answer and this seems to have caused him to be unable to do anything.
March 28, 2011
Posse
A rural wooded area with large open spaces and houses here and there. There is a layer of snow on the ground.
A number of us are hunting down a bad guy with power who is hard to catch. We are split up into different groups. Two others with me. Hunt during day, sleep at night? I fly/glide instead of walk. Hard to get close to the guy without losing him.
Pointless Stuff
Getting ready to go out and eat with my parents.
Staying in guest room of a place owned by JD. Lots of people in the house. Dad walks up with a couple of glasses of crushed ice. I go and get one for myself. A guy made one with coconut drink and orange slice on top.
Drive past spot where other guests are stacking big stone blocks. There was a long pole on a tripod and with a rope on the end tied to blocks, it was used to manuever them into place.
They were building a bridge over a circular depression in the ground but the bridge was lopsided. Looked like a pointless structure.
A woman looking around for a good spot to build a house?
See military men and vehicles far down the road as we are driving into town to the restaurant.
More Pointless Stuff
Trailer moved to other side of lot. bad invisible column of energy coming out of ground in spot where trailer was. Was this the motor home instead? Remember it as being in the house? This is why mother is angry all the time?
selling stuff to a boy and man. hard to keep track of the stuff he pulls out. ok adding up if it has a price on it.
a fold up cloth bag. woman with candy, Haxelight? Moonshine.
live in shack across from new place with cameras filming. was horse there then dream morphed to house in wooded place. Carrie Fisher has moved to Cleveland but after morph, she lived in the house across the street.
at small trailer in a lot selling fireworks out of it. flood? have a 50′s style pickup truck but it is smaller than an original.
It almost floats away in the flood water, water up to axle, but the tires are touching or rather hopping with the water so I have to hold it down so it doesn’t get swept away. I move it to a place that isn’t flooded.
a guy comes by and i tell him about the high water which is now gone and the truck.
March 29, 2011
Dr. Drew
I am lying under a junk pile next to a car. He shows up. I hide from him, he goes inside house. My younger brother is here. Inside is a huge hall, chairs, people. Dr. drew sitting at table seeing patients. While I’m there waiting on dr. Drew? my younger sister (don’t have one in RL) puts a record on a small player but hasn’t done it right. I tell her she is damaging the record but she ignores me. I sit down and try to ignore her and the noise while trying to listen to the Dr. talking to someone.
My sister annoys me some more so I get angry and kick the player like a football. She runs and tells the Dr. and he explains to her why I did that. He is perfectly accurate in what he says. I feel relief that there is someone other than myself who knows why I think and act the way I do.
I ask him for a book to read that will help me. He nods and asks about me and says I hear you have a cat. An Orange Tabby. I had him for a while. a silent pause, no internal dialogue. You should know this. I had him before you showed up. It shouldn’t be news to you. This is who you love (referring to the cat). I say, “It’s just a cat.”
[He is referring to Shelley, an orange tabby I had as a pet that died from poison in the cat food from china back some years ago. Shelley has appeared a few times in my dreams.]
March 31, 2011
Alligator Meat
I eat some alligator that wasn’t meat and not alligator.
With a guy who caught a small 2 foot alligator and was going to cook it and asked if I wanted any. I said no but would like a small piece to see what it tastes like. He says he has some left over pate. He goes to the counter where I can see the pate container but he comes back with what looks like a four-inch section length of plant stalk. It is soft and slit in half down its length. Tail? The interior resembles a half-ripe fig texture with no seeds.
I break off an inch long piece and bite into the soft inside part. It is extremely tart, very strong taste, bitter-sweet? almost rancid, but not foul. I wonder how people can eat this stuff. I chew on it a while to get a feel for the taste. It is sort of like an unripe persimmon.
