Dream 026-027: World Command Center (Lucid #3), Nightclub Bust

026: (Lucid #3) I was in a control room, or the command center of the entire world. I could look down at it like a map from a video game. I could physically fly from place-to-place. Little orange dots marked the cities.

At some point the Borg (Star Trek's galactic villains) got involved. I would fly from place-to-place talking with people. I realized at one point, this is a dream! I looked around to see if people were still behaving as if it were real. And they were, so I went about the business of saving the world.

The lands and the sea looked like tropical islands. At one point I could see great quantities of pollution filling the air, rising in the atmosphere swishing and swirling into the perfect air.

I went to where my Dad was and family was gathering. I put on a silk shirt I felt like I had left at Grandma's house (at Christmas). I told my Dad that it was too much work to save the world from assimilation. And that I was just going to let it be taken over. My Dad wanted me to save it of course. I remember watching time lapse of water rushing into San Francisco, eroding away the layers of rock and land at its foundation.

Note: One of the most epic and memorable dreams of my life. I do not remember ever directly performing any deeds to "save the world." I don't remember fighting the Borg directly. I only remember flying around to "crisis zones" and talking with people there.

The most enterprising element to the dream was being able to seamlessly interact with the world map. I still remember the spectacular vistas while flying. Flight speed and control were perfect, easy, and extremely rapid.

I most likely flew away from encounters with the Borg. I vaguely recall seeing them set down on one of the smaller islands in the ocean. I landed on a nearby island to speak with a native there about it. I was absolutely thrilled by the sense of speed, scope, and casual power in this dream. It lasted at least 10-15 minutes.


027: I was at a dance or nightclub. I was hanging out with the Joe and this Hispanic thug dude. I was walking around the place, music playing that was maybe my alarm clock. Then the guy I was hanging out with said "Oh shit the cops are here!"

I looked around for them and saw them standing way off to one side.

I decided the best way for me to avoid getting involved was to go dance on the dance floor. So I went downstairs to the sunken dance floor or gym. The women were wearing white skirts with white stockings. The men were in black. I started to shuffle to go into a break dancing move(!) when the real life phone woke me up.

Note: This was borderline a dream seed. I kept inching closer towards the objective of "traveling back in time" to high school. Tropical islands were another dream seed location I had difficulty with.

-December 26, 1997

Dream 020: Dream Corridor (Lucid #2)

(Lucid #2) I just remembered my dream, a lucid one! I was moving down this passage way, there was a person at the end of hall. There was a baby blue door (on the right). I remember thinking "Another lucid dream!"

Everything was superbly detailed visually. I remember trying to run down the hallway towards the person. That if I moved in such a way so that I didn't see my hands, I would run even faster!

Sadly, I don't remember who the person was at the end of the hall for sure. I questioned him about the dream, he answered clearly and straightforward. I was excited, it was very realistic. I kept thinking something was about to happen at any moment. But always reminded myself it was a dream, it will only happen if I let it.

Note: This might be the first "dream guru" I recorded. I had over the years met people in my dreams who themselves seemed lucid. They professed to be aware they were dream people and that I was dreaming. Occasionally they explained the cosmology of my dreamland to me. Sometimes they made sense, other times they didn't. There are also the nonsense explanations - that made sense while dreaming but not on awakening. Either way, I rarely remember their words it would seem.

-December 14, 1997

Dream 008-010: Gatorade Behavior Control, Lucid #1, Old Best Friend

008: My first dream I was with a girl. We walked around in the woods. There were strange creatures. One of them was snake like and approached us from on the trail we were on. Another struck me as a chameleon gnome that looked like gray wood and bark with glowing eyes. We talked a lot and were not afraid. I don't remember what she looked like. We eventually traveled to an empty house, not much happened there but I do remember trying to jump into a moving car, a Mustang convertible (with the top down).

When we reached her house her Dad was there with a frozen body in the living room. Her Mom was there too! They told me their daughter "knew too much" and that "Gatorade" a "behavior controlling organization" would want to go after her. I was not lucid, I can't remember much more.

Note: This dream is one I would have remembered parts of for life. I also remember "Gatorade" arriving in a white van. The "frozen body" in my recollection was in the kitchen/dining room area standing upright encased in ice. If its presence was explained, I don't remember the explanation. This dream was unusually vivid, and at least the gnome like creature was inspired by something I had just then seen on TV. This dream was not scary in-spite of the excitement and the monsters. On the contrary, it was tranquil and mysterious.

009: (Lucid #1) My second dream I was running down the street at car like speeds when I realized, this must be dream. I looked around at the houses that looked like Berry St, I thought to myself: maybe it's a dream - I should open up one of those houses doors and check inside. I also thought, since this is a dream I should try to look for the Nova dreamer lights. I found a car driving in front of me with its brake lights flashing. Next, I ran up alongside of a woman that was jogging. I started to flirt with her. She looked at me like "your up to something but I kind of like it."

Note: In the journal, I left out that I did in fact enter a random house on Berry St. I ran up to the front door, it was unlocked, I looked around. No one was home but it appeared to be well furnished inside. It was poorly light, so I ran back out to the street. Just then, the attractive looking female jogged past heading in the same direction I initially was. She had on a hat, her hair was up, and she was wearing a black or navy blue sports outfit with a white stripe.

010: Third dream I just remembered. I was on the phone (with ???) and I got a call on the other line, it was Jason (my childhood best friend). I paced around my room and talked to him. I thought about inviting him to play games, but I was scared I would "never get rid of him" if I did. He sounded a little hazy and weird, which is normal for him now.

-November 28, 1997