"The Incredible Hero" - 02/19/2007

”The Incredible Hero”

02/19/2007

This dream was centered around the “Heroes” TV show characters: D.L. and his son, Micah. It started off with D.L. having an argument with some woman - who wasn’t Micah’s mom - in a house. If I’m not mistaken, he was looking for Micah and thought the woman had information, about where he was, that she just wasn’t giving up. At the same time, Micah was looking for his dad and came upon the house at just about the same time this was happening. Before seeing Micah, D.L. had had enough of the woman’s holding out on him, and he shoved his hand through her chest (he has the power to phase through solid objects) to stop her heart, like he did to Micah’s mom in one of the episodes. My perspective then switched to Micah’s point of view as he came in through the door and saw his dad killing this woman.

Suddenly, time stopped, and then things began to reverse. Micah had altered time with his mind (a power that one of the other “heroes” has) and everything rewound until before D.L. shoved his arm into the woman. Instead of walking in through the door, this time, Micah just suddenly appeared in between D.L. and the woman, stopping his dad’s arm from reaching her. They were all happy that they’d reunited and the scene switched a little bit, from there.

(Enter: …Jim Carrey?)

So, Jim Carrey comes into this dream. He was driving an old pick-up truck and he had disguised himself as some sort of utilities worker, or something. I (being the disembodied observer) knew that his real reason for pulling up to this house was because he was looking for people with these amazing abilities, in order to study them and perform all kinds of experiments on them. For what purpose, I don’t know. He knocked on the door and everyone inside scattered into hiding places. After no one answered, he just walked in the home.

For a while he started looking around the place, searching for any clues that would help his cause. At some points, around this time, I got the feeling that I was actually another character that was with Jim - not just a disembodied observer. I remember that I’d caught a glimpse of Micah, hiding beneath a counter, and I actually made a conscious decision to duck down and get a better look. When I saw him, Jim automatically knew he was there, and he went to get the kid. My perspective then changed back to, simply, watching. He’d gone to pull young Micah out from his hiding spot, but D.L. came in and told him to leave the kid alone. Jim started talking about how he knew the kid had powers and was doing research on people like them.

Sooner or later - somehow - he’d earned their trust, and they were telling him about some of the stuff that Micah could do. One of the powers they mentioned was how he grew in size and strength, whenever his adrenaline started pumping. They walked outside and were showing Jim that their car had a custom sunroof over the backseat so, if ever Micah got pissed off, while in the car, it could accommodate his size (which I think is hilarious). So, in telling the story of one of the times that had actually happened, little Micah climbed in through the backseat and then climbs up out of the sunroof, now standing on top of the car and telling his story. While he was up there, though, he suddenly slipped and fell, straight to the ground, and face-planted so hard that you’d think it would have killed him. He started groaning and slowly began to stand up. D.L. was running over to him, when the boy started breathing really heavy. He started screaming “It’s happening! No!!” and I could see that the boy's right hand had turned green and about tripled in size.

D.L. started freaking out and grabbed a bunch Micah’s toys, trying to “force” him to play with him. Nervous, Jim said “What are you doing?” D.L. answered “We have to get him to calm down! If he starts having fun, it’ll reverse the transformation!” He threw a ball to Micah, but the boy was already too far gone. The ball just fell as the boy started growing bigger and bigger, green skin covering his body, and the high-pitched yell of a young boy morphing into a low, monstrous roar. The kid had just turned into the Incredible Hulk.

Then, seriously pissed off (as usual), the Hulk took a few quick steps away from Jim and D.L. and then leaped about a hundred feet into the air, arcing over the surrounding houses and disappearing toward the horizon. Jim (and I think D.L., too) got into the pick-up truck and started chasing after the boy/Hulk.

There is a large gap in my recall right here but, somehow, the scenario changed to where the Hulk was now mad at Jim. (I think he figured out that Jim actually had some sinister plan behind his reason for studying people with powers.) Whatever the case, Jim was now driving like a maniac through the streets, in this pick-up, looking over his shoulder with this terrified look on his face. In a pretty impressive display of mental cinematography, my perspective was hovering over the hood of Jim's truck, looking straight at his face as he drove. In the background, after he’d turned onto another street, this tiny speck in the sky came soaring closer. The closer it got, the bigger it got. Finally, just a few feet behind Jim’s truck, the Hulk, which had obviously jumped from a few miles away, smashed down onto the street, running after Jim Carrey’s truck and smashing every damn thing in his path. Just that part alone was the highlight of the dream because it was freaking Awesome. Lol. Other than that, the only thing I really remember is one point where Jim was in the bed of the truck, hanging on for dear life as the truck was being picked up off the ground by the - now even bigger than before - Hulk.

That’s about it.

 (*Photomanipulation Based on Dream*)

"FA's on Elm Street" - 11/04/2017 (Lucid)

"FA's on Elm Street"

11/04/2017

(Lucid + False Awakenings)

(I woke up early and attempted at WBTB.)

The first thing I remember, within the dream, is being in a forest area. Walking about the brush, something had triggered me to realize I was dreaming, but I can’t recall whether it was actually the dream content or if it was spontaneous. I looked down at my hands, in order to stabilize the dream, which both appeared bloated and waterlogged. Then, I reached down into my pocket and pulled out my totem (my singing magnet. I recently broke the magnetic ring I was previously using). Staring into it, I could see that the reflection was distorted, but I couldn’t make out anything specific within it.

With nothing specific planned for my lucidity, I started trying to fly, floating up through the trees and ascending above the canopy. It was pretty much forest, all around, and I wanted to try to get to somewhere a little more modernized, in order to explore. Trying to fly over the forest, as fast as possible, I had some (rather typical) trouble with reaching significant speed.

The scenery soon changed and I was inside someone’s house. I was still lucid, and there was a mid-sized dog, here, that kept attacking me. I had no fear of the dog, but it was relentless and aggravating. Each time it would come in toward me, I would grab its snout and just shove it away. Sometimes, it would chomp down on my hand but, while it was slightly painful, it was, really, little more than irritating. Getting more and more fed up, I attempted to use a DBZ-style power-up and threw my fists down and head back, letting out a loud yell and imagining the energy pushing out from my center. A moderate blast of air expanded outward from me, giving the dog a short pause but, ultimately, not deterring it long, before it was moving in and nipping at me again.

Shortly after this annoying ordeal, seemingly in the same house, I was following a group of people down a hallway. I have the feeling that we were either fleeing something or being herded toward something else. After what seemed like a short moment of being completely immersed in what was going on, I remembered that I was still dreaming. We were passing a painting on a wall – of some sort of living room or den. Looking for another change of scenery, I sunk my hands into the painting, as if it were made of liquid, and pulled myself through it. Now, inside the den depicted in the tapestry, I looked at my hands, again, solidifying in the new scene. (I don't recall anything strange about the way they looked.) The lighting, here, was very dark and somewhat spooky.

Apprehensive about exploring this area, it didn’t take very long before I came across Freddy Krueger. He would continuously make crazy, nightmarish things happen, and then I would attempt to maintain my lucidity, but he would keep making me forget that I was dreaming, and sometimes this would result in a change of scenery or a false awakening. On the times when things would seem completely normal, and as if I was back in the waking world, one of my friends (not sure who it was, but it was a guy with black hair) would drop some sort of hint or otherwise help me realize that I was still dreaming. To confirm it, I would do a reality check, such as using telekinesis on nearby objects, and I would become lucid again. Each time I would regain lucidity, Krueger would show up, again, and try to scare me back out of it.

These loops happened 3 or 4 times, and my black-haired friend was present during each “reset,” and would continue to try to help me remember that I was dreaming. I don't remember much about the details about my actual encounters with Freddy, though. It was more about sort of "atmospheric" evil situations happening, and then he would show up, in the end, and take credit for them. (Kind of like Pennywise, in the new "IT," movie, now that I think about it.)