…dreamrecollections…

I am in what appears to be Stalingrad with plenty of soldiers, some Russians, some Germans. This is obviously happening during WW2. I am surrounded by the soldiers. It appears my arrival has made them stop fighting. There are some tanks here and there. There is a heavy smoke, a fog of war over our heads. They ask me questions in german and russian, but since I cannot speak these languages, I do not answer and they begin to get mad at me. There’s a guy with a knife and he wants to stab me. I see a man, sitting and sleeping, his head and arms on a table. It’s Sigmund Freud! I walk towards him and I tell him to help me and every time I say something, he covers his hears so he can keep on dreaming. And I wake up.

I am in a very small house. There is a large man who is killing multiple people. I realize that this is a dream and I rip his head off… And that’s pretty much all that I can remember!

I am in a house. The house is the same as my mother’s, by it seems it is owned by an unknown single woman, now. She has a daughter, and she says that she is behaving strangely. I go and see her in her room and it is apparent that she is being possessed by a demon. She is spitting countless times at me and she is also puking and screaming insanities. I tell the mother that a demon is taking control over her and that the first thing to do would be to call a priest. I wake up.

After a short time, I start sleeping again and the dream comes back, rewinded.

This time, I am different. Instead of being cautious and fearful, I am arrogant and I do not fear the demon. I instantly go to the daughter’s room and I start talking to the demon itself.

” What is your name? “

The demon speaks an unknown language. A pen and a paper sheet fly towards me and on the paper it is written ” Beleth “ ( this is a “real” demon, by the way ). The demon then starts speaking. He begins to claim that I have done multiple evil deeds and I tell him ” Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever “. During the conversation, the daughter makes multiple aggressive moves towards me but I am not impressed. It seems the daughter/demon cannot touch me and that there is an invisible barrier that protects me. The demon then says ” I have a proof of my existence. I have been here in the year 1967. “. ( Now, this is somewhat interesting isn’t it?! ) Then, I leave the girl, but she follows me and keeps on saying irrationnal things about alledged bad deeds of mine. I keep on walking and at some point, the daughter stops saying anything. The mother screams. The daughter is now dead, decapitated by itself. Some men come and they investigate the whole scene. I leave them. I begin to follow a man who is a lawyer and he says ” So, are you really a ninja? ” and I say ” Yes, of course. “. Then, we end up in his apartment. Many other ninjas appear everywhere. I jump, and I end up extremely far away over the apartment. The apartment is now lacking its roof and I can see everything inside it. I have a view extremely similar to the one I previously had in the “bald guys attack” dream. I am floating over the place. I throw multiple shurikens at the invading ninjas, killing them all easily. Then, I wake up.

I am with a bunch of people. About 20 persons are coming with me. It appears that we are on some unknown land or planet. The ground seems to be made of concrete and there are multiple, very large stairs all around. The air is polluted and the sky is black. There is a small cabin. A man who is accompagnying us enters it but it seems something is going wrong. He turns into a bald, moderately muscled man. He attacks plenty of our people and they all turn into bald men as well. They’re all the same. I realize that fighting them is useless and I grab a girl and off we go. At some point, however, some more men come and attack us, and I hide the girl in a small box and I fight them. I look at the sky and I ask myself ” Wait a sec’… Is this a dream? What about the light, can I change it? “. Suddenly a switch appears out of nowhere on my left ( with no walls around ). I switch it and the light is not changing. Lucid dreaming unlocked. I immediately try and create a beam in order to destroy the bald guys, but the beam isn’t strong enough. I then concentrate on creating the kaioken attack. Each time I scream ” KAIOKEN! ” I grow stronger. The red fire is surrounding my body. At some point I realize that I have enough energy to create a powerful beam. I can now see myself in 3rd person view from very far away, as if I was being filmed by an helicopter. I generate the most impressive beam I’ve been able to create as of yet, destroying perhaps 200 adversaries ( all of them ) in a single blow. The beam is as large as a house and its lenght seems to be infinite. Then, I suddenly wake up.

Last night was particularly agitated. I woke up plenty of times. This lead to my first false awakening since the creation of this blog. I also had a lucid part within the dream. Here it goes.

I am a very muscular man just like the men found in those ” World Strongest Man ” contests. I am bald and in my mid-30s. It seems me and other strong men are in some sort of military training camp. There is some sort of game-exam. We must search for small pills in order to collect points and get our promotion. There are multiple rooms with some people in them, acting as ordinary people. One of the guys stares at a particular area and I decide to look for it. I find about a dozen pills in a very small chest. They’re grey/blue pills. I chose to go to the captain and show him my pills but then he tells me the game is not over and that there are more pills to find. It seems to me that he does not want me to win for some reason. I search once more for the pills but I can’t find anymore. Some of the other guys find some pills, however, and I am afraid that they might have more pills than me. At some point we must all show how many pills we have and one of the guys is declared the victor. However, I come and show my pills and there is a pill that is worth about 100, 000 points and I end up winning with 350,000 points or something in the way. We advance in some sort of corridor and they tell me that the game is still not over and that it will take 2 more days in order to complete it and declare who is the winner. I’m pissed of. I decide to ride some sort of Big Wheel bicycle for kids while everyone is looking at me as if I was retarded but to me this is the normal thing to do. I reach a tent nearby and there I see Hulk Hogan and he just acts like a complete idiot. He’s sleeping in that tent and he doesn’t want anybody else in it. He pushes me with his feet just like a kid would do. I push him back and he stops and I leave the tent. As I sit on my Big Wheel, I break it and I try to ” reanimate ” it using some sort of string.

At this point I woke up and went back to sleep very quickly.

I came back in the same dream. This now was a lucid dream. I started thinking that this could be the time to try something new within a lucid dream so I decided to eat people. The strong men all converged on my position and attacked me, but I was invincible. I was eating their skull and faces and the interior of their body was all brownish, and their brains seemed to be like living larvas. It was a very gruesome view, but I wasn’t exactly eating that. I felt that I was eating the energy that they were made of. I ate plenty of people, but then I woke up, or so I thought, and I had a false awakening.

I was in my bed and my mom came and I told her that my father didn’t call me yet ( I am still waiting for his phone call right now in reality ). I also told her that a friend of my little brother called me because he couldn’t reach him ( which was the cause for my first awakening ( what kind of person calls at 8:30 am on Saturdays! )).

I went back into my original dream once again. I was not aware that this was a dream anymore. I was much more violent and aggressive in this dream. I found a man with a bodyguard and told the man that I could kill the bodyguard and that he was worthless and that he should hire me. The bodyguard went for me. He was thin with large black glasses and dark brown hair. I hid in a bathroom and some sort of weird looking guy was there. I acknowledged him as being an ambassador. He had a mustache similar to Salvador Dali’s, wore a white suit with a purple tie and a purple blouse underneath the suit. He also had a huge ball of hair. He was very funny looking. The bodyguard came in. I took the ambassador’s tie and strangled the bodyguard with it using a shower pole. Once he was dead, the ambassador and I left the place and he rode in his car. I was looking at the people and they all seemed like zombies. We passed next to the building in which I had trained earlier and everyone seemed to be drinking all of the water they could find. They seemed to be water zombies. I woke up.

It’s dawn. I’m a police officer and we’re storming a building. As we enter it, there’s this woman I just randomly kill. Me and the rest of my team turn into werewolves. We look outside towards the rest of our team. Some turned into werewolves, some not. It’s nightime, now. We all congregate in a room. There is an older, less muscular but obviously more cunning werewolf and he’s the boss. He smells everyone, me included. He stops in front of a specific werewolf and growls, but then police cars are heard to the distance. We all move to different places within the building. Some go out, but they are shot. There is a huge spotlight scanning all the entries to the building. I go to a darker room and the werewolf who got smelled turns out to be not of our kind ( he is some sort of other species or something ). He is protecting the only female werewolf. I look at him and I have the strong feeling that he is Nicolas Cage for some odd reason. Suddenly, many werewolves are being shot by a SWAT team. We end up killing the team but with many of our kind down. We go to the top of the building. I pick a flamethrower on the ground but it is malfunctionning. The werewolf boss and I kill many men on our way. I feel like I am his second in command or something. On the roof, some more of us are being shot by some sort of special taskforce made out of cat-women ( this dream goes crazier and crazier ). They all have orange/yellow eyes and some cat attributes especially in their face. They have guns. We manage to disarm them and the boss approaches one of the cat girls and I just know he’s going to do something nasty. I go towards the Nicolas Cage werewolf and I tell him that I will do whatever I can to help him because I strongly feel that he has to do something good. During that time the boss threw his fist into the cat woman’s throat and she’s dying out of a horrible death.

I wake up.

I am in a very old house with spider webs. There are many old women wearing robes. I lead them to some sort of closet and they all enter it and dissappear. Then, once I am done, I leave the house and I go outside where I see many other houses. I try to enter some of them, but the doors are locked. There is snow on the ground and it’s very dark. All of the houses have light in their windows. Suddenly, the houses appear to me as being made out of cardboard. I open a door and I see a bunch of DVDs, I take one of them and it’s a movie about Tom Waits. Suddenly, Waits’ song ” The Briar and the Rose “ starts playing. Surprisingly, I now see myself in 3rd person view and I acknowledge this as being a video game. I leave this house and I go to the last one at the bottom of the town. As I try to enter it, a large iron fence pops up from the ground.

I am in a laboratory. The mythbusters guys from that tv show are there. They’re conducting experiments on dreamers. They are trying to figure out if dreams are produced by the dreamer or if they’re created through some other process. There’s 10 to 20 people lying on beds with strings, tubes and plenty of other stuff made to record their dreams. I tell them that it’s hopeless and I leave.

I meet a small boy and he’s handicapped. He’s in a wheelchair. His “helper” is besides him. Both of them want to see a football game. I chose to go with them. They buy tickets, but then the helper flees for some reason and pushes the kid off his wheelchair. I pick the kid up and I try to make him walk again. He succeeds.

As I am typing this down, I’m coughing my lungs out. I have been so sick in the past days I wasn’t even able to go to the computer. I had some dreams, though, but when you’re sick, they’re always a series of extremely quick actions and you usally barely remember them. I had some nightmares during that time. I dreamt that I was pursued by a mod of angry ape men, I dreamt that I was desperately in search for a gamepad and I also had a dream involving me and some friends being locked up in jail for avoiding the police ( even though we didn’t do anything ). I don’t know if I’ll be able to come back in the upcoming days – we’ll see about that!

I was Jesus. Well, not exactly. I was some sort of fake Jesus operating in Mexico. I was in a small village. Everything was dusty and dry. I found myself in the middle of some sort of village reunion and I saw a large, tall blind man and I automatically put my two hands on his face in order to heal him. I succeed and the whole village is now calling me Jesus and I embark on a healing quest all over the place. At some point I tell them:

” Where are the possessed? I must fight the demons! “

So they lead me to some possessed people and they are very similar to the ones found in the movie ” The Last Temptation of Christ ” with Willem Dafoe. They’re all full of mud. I hold their heads violently with my two hands and I throw them away and they get back up fully conscious and no more possessed.

At some point I am led in a place where they honor the dead. It’s some sort of ” department ” with ” lockers “. All of the lockers have glass windows and we can see objects and small things within the lockers and they are representing the dead people. In reality, I once saw something very similar to this in a movie titled “Baraka” ( I already talked about Ron Fricke who made ”Chronos”: he also made this movie ). I believe it was in Peru. The people who lived in very populated areas were forced to put their dead in “lockers”, all over each other because they would otherwise lack room space. A young man comes to me and says:

” My father’s last wishes were that you would bring him back to life. “

” So be it! Bring me to him! “

So they led me to a small locker and through the glass I could see two “figurines”. Both of them were very small ( about as long as a thumb ) and I didn’t know which one to revive. There was a pale grey one and a black-brown one. I chose the black-brown figurine. Both figurines seemed to represent the same character: A very old man, almost skeletal in appearance: holding a scythe.

I closed my eyes and concentrated my energy on the little figurine. I felt like this feat required a lot of energy and I felt weaker by the second. After some time, I opened my eyes and I saw a very bright, moving blue and white light in front of me, forming something. I almost lost my grip on the “spell” when I saw this, and I closed my eyes once again and concentrated once more. After a short time, the man came back to life, fully healed and ready to go.

While people were occupied with the resurrected man, a black man came to me and said ” Good, now we got them in our little pockets. They’re ours. Good job “. I immediately understood that everything was made up and everyone that I supposedly healed were actors or something. I was fake. I wasn’t Jesus Christ. I was asked to go see a tribe at the border of the village. Suddenly I found myself in Africa and the tribe seemed to doubt my abilities.

” Are you one of them? ” the chief asks.

” What are you talking about? “

” The aliens. They’re all over the place. “

” Do they look like small humans with big heads? “

” No, they look like reptiles. They change their appearance to trick us. “

” Well I am not one of them. “

The chief was standing on a wooden throne. I walked towards him but I tripped and hurt my leg on a rock.

” If you are so magical you should be able to heal yourself. “

” I can’t, I have used all of my powers. “

” You are a liar! “

Everyone is now chasing me. I run away and I enter a small hole. When I go out at the other side I figure out that this whole place is some sort of abandoned “Aztec super-advanced complex”. Everything in this place is beautiful but unfortunately, the tribe is chasing me. I remember that blue water was flowing out of everywhere. There were many “square tubes” with water coming out of there. Everything was made out of rocks and transparent crystals. The crystals would switch colors when I would go near them. I entered one of the square tubes and a woman’s voice said:

” Welcome to the Aztec complex, you are now heading towards the recreation commons. “

I could still head the tribe searching for me, but I knew they didn’t see me enter the tube.

” Next is the water theater. You will be able to see moving pictures through waterfalls. ” the voice said.

I didn’t care about this thing. All I wanted was to run away. I entered in a small tube and I ended up in an abandoned fast food restaurant very similar to McDonald’s. All of the chairs were lying on the ground and the tables were full of mess as if some sort of tragedy had happened. I could see some windows at the other side of the place. There was a little girl riding her bicycle. I took a chair and broke the window ( took a couple of hits to do so ). The little girl stopped riding her bicycle and then she started riding it again, yet avoiding me. I then found myself in a very futuristic city which was extremely clean and friendly. Everyone was smiling and wore nice clothes. However, I felt like I was an illegal immigrant and I feared to be caught by the police. I saw a blond haired woman that I do not know ( but in my dream, I just knew her ). I asked her to help me. She said yes, and I woke up