"Dream World Academy Campus" - 02/26/2020 (Lucid)

"Dream World Academy Campus"

02/26/2020

Dream#3

(Lucid)

(Before this, I'd had a short fragment, about being on a street corner and telling some friends about my first dream of the night. While telling them the story, After that fragment, I'd woken up and planned to do a WBTB, with the intention of searching for the Dream World Academy. Pretty quickly, with the affirmation in mind, I fell back asleep, and into another dream.)

The first thing I remember was being in a grocery store. There wasn't much out of the ordinary going on, in the beginning, but I spontaneously realized that I was unfamiliar with this place, and I knew that I had to be dreaming. Almost as quickly as I had become lucid, I remembered what my objective had been, upon going back to sleep: Finding the Dream World Academy. I thought about how I might best attempt to locate this fictional facility, and I found myself following a couple of the employees into a walk-in freezer. Inside the freezer, there was a smaller, grocery store "ICE" dispenser, in the corner. Thinking that I might be able to create a portal to the DWA, I stepped over to the dispenser; opened the hatch-like door; and began to crawl inside, attempting to "will" myself to another location. It was pitch-black, inside, though, and I started to think that submerging myself in total darkness might prompt a less-desirable scene change, though, so I decided to abort the idea and exited the ICE dispenser.

Still trying to figure out my approach to finding the DWA, I left the grocery store and stepped out onto the street. The street scene seemed more like a small, eastern European town, than anything that I'm normally familiar with. While outside, I saw a few of my real life friends, on the street. Somewhere around here, while interacting with them, I got caught up in the narrative and forgot that I was dreaming, losing my lucidity. We hung for a bit, on the street corner, and then boarded a transit bus, apparently about to head off, somewhere that someone had suggested, but I couldn't remember the conversation. Just as the bus had begun to pull away from the curb, though, I remembered that this was all just a dream, and that I had a task to complete.

Immediately, I ignored the narrative that was beginning to develop in regards to my friends. I simply turned toward one of the bus windows, and stepped forward, pressing my hands to the glass and then pushing myself into it, phasing through the side of the departing bus and stepping back out onto the cobblestone street. I looked around the city square, trying to find the best way to bring myself to the Dream World Academy. My first inclination was to go back into the grocery store I had recently exited, but I figured that there had to be a faster way. That's when I remembered the old "turn around" technique. Looking away from the storefront, I began to imagine that the Dream World Academy would be right behind me. I didn't bother to imagine what it might look like - only that it would be there. Then, I turned back around, and the entire storefront had changed. Instead, I was looking up at a gigantic, stone stairway, spanning almost the entire face of an old-style university building. The stairway had to have been a good 30 feet wide, and stretched up further than I cared to try and quantify. Ecstatic that I had, apparently, found my objective, I began to climb the stairs, in order to find the entrance.

Eventually reaching the top of the stairway, seemingly a couple of hundred feet above the ground, I was greeted by a large, metallic sculpture of either an eagle or a griffin. I can easily remember the bird's beak, but I can't recall whether it had an eagle's body. I walked passed the statue, and into a short, arched hallway. The daylight continued, on the other side of the short hallway, and I walked through it, stepping out into a central courtyard. However, instead of an actual courtyard, I came to a downward staircase that overlooked and vast bay area, surrounded on all sides by more old-European(ish) architecture. It was as if I was stepping out, into the highest sections of a football stadium, but instead of bleachers, there were houses, and instead of a football field, it was a harbor that spanned more than a mile, on either side.

After taking a moment to marvel at the surreal environment, I began to descend the internal stairway, with plans to just explore as much as possible. By this time, other people began showing up, many of them dressed in generic university uniforms - students, obviously. They silently passed me by, moving up and down the staircase while I wandered about, aimlessly.

(Unfortunately, I don't recall much more of this before waking up.)

Space Rock Fairy - 02/26/2020 ( Lucid)

Space Rock Fairy 

02/26/2020

Dream #1
(Lucid)

The first thing I remember is being at a pool party, some time around dusk. There were people both inside and outside the home, and things had started off fairly normally. This changed, though, when we were suddenly put on alert that there was a series of asteroids headed toward Earth, with projections of eminent impact. Not much longer had I received this news, than I realized that most of the people from the pool party had simply vanished. The few people left in the home told me that the others had escaped into an underground bunker and, apparently, we had been left behind.

From outside, a series of loud explosions began to shake the home. The asteroid bombardment had begun. I knew that this house would get flattened, and that I had to find some way to shield myself from the falling masses. Perhaps counter-intuitively, I ran outside. I was as if bombs were detonating across the neighborhood, as the flaming rocks began to level the neighborhood. From where I was standing, and at the angle from which the asteroids were incoming, I could see that I might have a chance of blocking their trajectory, if I jumped into the pool and flattened myself against the forward-facing wall. There was no other shelter, around.

Having little time for doubt, I dove into the water, holding my breath and ducking against the wall of the pool. The asteroid onslaught continued around me, and I could hear them crashing onto the pool deck and see them falling into the water, just out of reach of me, the 6-to-8-foot wall providing the slightest bit of cover. I was, however, running into another problem. I was running out of breath, and I knew I couldn't stay here, forever. (I am a recreational free-diver, and I can hold my breath for a good while, but that wasn't going to help me, in this situation.)

Luckily, just as I was weighing the necessity of me coming out of hiding, in order to breathe, I realized that I already could breathe! I immediately knew that I was dreaming. No longer fearing the asteroid catastrophe, I crawled out of the pool and stood on the deck, looking up at the sky. The asteroids were still raining down, and I could see that they looked very polished and low-res - almost 'video game-like'. Reaching my hands up, and focusing my mind, I began deflecting away the asteroids with telekinesis, causing them to either break apart, on impact with the invisible barrier over my head, or to spin off course, missing me and the house, and crashing somewhere else in the neighborhood.

By this time, the pool party-goers were starting to re-emerge, many of them crowding around the pool to watch me fight off the asteroids. It was then, that I saw a winged creature - similar to a moth, but about the size of a small dog - come frantically spiraling down from the same direction of the falling rocks. It flew around the yard, erradically, and I, still aware this was a dream, was fascinated by it. I ran after it and caught it in my hands, wrestling with the creature as it tried to escape my grasp. Though I knew I had nothing to fear, just holding this wriggling, squirming, giant insect in my hands was rather disturbing, but I held on, nonetheless.

On the patio, nearby, I found a large container made out of a kind of glass or transparent plastic, and I was able to trap the creature inside. It fluttered within, with such a force that it broke one of the side panels, but before it could escape, I pushed back against the box with telekinesis and was able to keep it shut. The people gathered around this box and we just stared at this creature, watching it bounce around, inside. Curiousity was getting the better of me, and I began to wonder what this thing would say if it could talk. Softening any expectations I might have, I attempted to "will" the creature into speaking English, to see if it would communicate with us. My expectations were successfully subverted, as this thing turned into a full-on, apparently female, fairy.

Still small enough to fit in the box, the panicked fairy began shouting a warning to us: she said that she was an alien creature, and her very powerful father had been chasing her across the cosmos. If we didn't let her go, she said, her father would inevitably find her and, upon doing so, would likely destroy the planet, just out of spite. Of course, had this been any other scenario, I would have been terrified at this new development. However, since I was fully lucid, and feeling quite confident in my dream control, I thought this was awesome, and I couldn't wait to meet the guy!

Seconds later, a sleek, black object descended from the sky. It was a smooth, almost teardrop-shaped vessel, which slowly landed in the yard, just beside the pool. A ship. One side of the object opened up, and an enormous, shadowy-black figure emerged from within. He stood around 10 feet tall, and had red, glowing eyes, though I couldn't really make out any of his other features, even in the fading sunlight. (He reminded me a bit of the character Trigon, from DC's Titans, though as little more than a silhouette.)

Unfortunately, I started to lose lucidity, around here. I remember having a brief conversation with this "monster," and I was able to trick him into thinking that his daughter had passed up Earth and gone to some other planet. Sooner or later, he up and left, without incident. Upon his departure, the fairy came out of hiding, and the last thing I remember her saying was something about how pissed he was going to be, when he realizes he'd been duped and comes back around.

"March Madness" - 10/12/2007

"March Madness"

10/12/2007

Dream #2 

(This was obviously brought upon by the recent "Jena Six" situation and/or the reaction from the noose that was hung on a professor's door at Columbia University.)

I was with an enormous group of people, mostly black, and posing some type of march, headed toward a school a few miles away. We were walking along an old set of railroad tracks that had a bunch of unconnected train cars scattered along the tracks, obviously having not been used for a long time. The group that I was walking closest to happened to be a stereotypical "thugs" and, even though I was making small talk with them, and feeling them out, I was also keeping a cautious eye on them, because I felt that they were up to no good, evidenced by a few subtle cues in their behavior. The "leader" of this certain group and I had been talking, for some time, while walking along the tracks, and he told me that he was strapped. He flashed this wicked-looking, fully-automatic handgun and said that he trusted me to get involved with their cause (Whatever that was). In doing so, he handed me a gun that was exactly like his. 

Sooner or later, something happened that caused a huge fight between many of the members of the march, instigated by the group of thugs I was with. The "leader" then whipped out his gun and started spraying into the crowd. I fell back some, and tried to slink out of his sight. At first, he was making it a point not to shoot at me. But, then, he noticed that I wasn't backing him up. He turned his gun in my direction, and I dropped behind an oil drum, tilting it up to block the gunfire as it came in my direction. I picked up the drum (which was only half a drum, actually), trying to keep it low enough to keep my legs from getting hit and high enough to duck my head behind it, and I dove behind one of the train cars. People were ducking and screaming and running all over the place. Just when I'd thought about having to use the gun the guy gave me against him, I saw the police come in. They moved in a tight squad around one of the train cars, trying to stay out of view. I put my gun away, because I didn't want to give them the impression than I was working with the trigger-happy psycho.

They were able to sneak up on the guy by staying behind the car nearest to him, and I moved in closer to get a better view. They shot him a few times before he even knew they were there, and he still kept trying to shoot back. One of the cops then moved in and shot him once in the head, taking him down. His body still seemed to be writhing on the ground, so the lead cop stood over him and put a few more bullets in him.

Things settled down and the march eventually continued. We ended up at this university and I remember a storm coming in behind us. We sought shelter in something that seemed like the Shop Class section, behind a rolling warehouse door, and stayed into the night. Sometime during that time, I was taking a closer look at the gun I was given and saw that it looked more like a power tool than an actual gun. It looked like a drill on steroids, and it was filled with a magazine full of wooden nails, instead of bullets.

(I know there was more to this dream, but that's about all I remember.)

Last Night's Dream(s), in One Sentence: 03/05 - 03/08/2020

(Two dreams, from over the weekend....)

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Last Night's Dream(s), in One Sentence - 2/26/2020

(Just trying a little something new, here on the blog. 😁

For those who are familiar with my Dreamwalker Chronicles Facebook page, you know that I often do "one sentence" summaries of current dreams, on the days that I have any that are noteworthy. Before now, they were all done in text format, but since I also have an Instagram art page, I've started setting those one sentence summaries against similar-themed pictures. In doing so, I decided I would give it a shot, here, as well!

These 3 dreams were actually from February 26th, so I'm a little late in posting them, but I'll try to keep them somewhat real-time (or close to it), from here on out!)

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"Mirror Trap" - 6/28/2006

"Mirror Trap"

06/28/2006

Dream #2

(The next dream was so weird and random, it’s hard to piece together. This was after waking up, once again, laying in bed to piece together the thoughts of the previous dream, and falling asleep again, too quickly, failing to get up and write the first down in the journal.)

This one started at the beach. I was out, swimming with a bunch of friends, and we noticed something strange about the current. The beach was on a peninsula, and the current was about to take us around the tip of the peninsula and out to sea, because it was running parallel to the land. 

We swam as hard as we could, back to land, and noticed that the land mass was getting smaller and smaller. It’s as if floodwaters were rising, and the peninsula had suddenly turned into a tiny island. We were, finally, able to make it up onto the shore, but as the waters were rising, the sand was clearly turning into quick sand. We seemed destined to be stuck in this rising water and, subsequently, drown.

Now, the strange(r) part came, as this tall mirror, on two, legs came waddling up in our direction, from out of nowhere. I could see that one side of it was open, as if the mirror opened and shut like a cabinet; pocket watch; or a woman’s compact, with the major difference being that this mirror was the size of a household door, itself.

Somehow this thing caught up to me and trapped me inside. The inside of this….thing..was like some sort of psychological torture chamber. It was lit up, so you could see yourself in the mirror, but it projected all these ghastly images of you (me) dying or growing older, or burning alive, or being buried alive. All the kind of stuff that you definitely don’t want to see while looking at a mirror 10 inches in front of your face.

Sooner or later, I was spit back out of this mirror/chamber thing, and was in the city of Lake Mary again, at night. I was on a friend’s driveway, and there was…uhm..a bear..just roaming around.

There was also some guy on a motorcycle that was coming around the corner. I knew he was there to fight me for some reason and that he was really familiar, but I still don’t know who it was. Some other strange, random stuff happened, but I can’t remember anything else.