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06-26-2014 -- [Almost a sort of fever dream ... very stream of consciousness, with me kind of slipping in and out of sleep, trying to remember the odd bits I was just dreaming, except the moment I slip back into the dreams, everything is different than it was a moment ago ... makes for a very confusing and difficult to remember dream.] Starts where I am Harry Potter, being chased around what mostly seems to be the muggle world, but slowly it is changing to where I am not so much being chased, but fighting off some sort of possession. Usually I am pretty successful at this, but at one point I am riding along on a bus when I start being possessed, and somehow this time I cannot fight it off. I am being taken over and being forced to rape a teenage girl. The problem is, whoever is possessing me is gripping my manhood and kind of stretching it and fluffing it and making it larger and larger. Meanwhile the girl is getting younger and smaller by the moment, and by the time I start to do this horrid thing, I am sticking an organ about two feet long and eight inches thick into a helpless toddler who more or less explodes around me. Then it is just over.

I am sitting somewhere, reading comic books, and I find that somebody has released a superhero comic about the book of Revelations, the rapture, the tribulation, and the mark of the beast. And somehow, in the dream, this is much more moving and hard-hitting because it is written about an absurdly unreal super powered character going through the tribulation period. Then suddenly I am a little kid, standing on a field, playing soccer with a bunch of other little kids, and playing really, really badly. None of us know how to play or have any athletic talent. Just very weird stuff.

Then I am Harry Potter with the comic book again, and I am freaking out a little, because I have been in at least four different Bible studies in the last couple of weeks with four different groups, and all of them have been about the tribulation period and the rapidly approaching end of the world. And I am really getting scared, because I have also recently been bitten by a vampire, and have the two deep, drained puncture wounds in my wrist to prove it. I know about the vampires in the book of Revelations, and combined with all these recent Bible studies and my possession and the horrible thing I was forced to do, I am almost convinced that the tribulation period has already begun, the rapture has already happened, and I have been left behind, along with all the people that I thought were good Christians who I looked up to. Its terrifying.

Which is how I find myself 20 or 30 feet in the air, kind of perched on a telephone wire, dressed as Batman, thinking about everything while staring down at the Celebration Bible study below me, which I am supposed to be attending. I'm just trying to get my mind together, and figure out if I can even still attend the Bible study at this point. But a young punk down in the group (who is now Batman, and I am not) spots me and starts yelling at me. I am holding up the group, and who do I think I am? And if I am so irresponsible, and it means so little to me, maybe I shouldn't be in the group ... so I quit on the spot, and walk away, only to find myself standing in a rehearsal hall with Tom D. He's working on top of a huge (as in 40' diameter) silver balloon. I fly up there and face him, and explain that I have left the group, and how I fear we've missed the rapture, and I suddenly remember having almost the exact same talk with him a couple of weeks ago. But now there is the vampire bite and the comic book, and a couple more Bible studies, and it just keeps getting more serious.

And suddenly I am on a freeway interchange that I have dreamed about before that is part Orlando, part California, part Nebraska. On one side is a very built up city, and on the other is a flat farmland rural area. I am in a car with some lady that I can't put a name to, and we just finished a visit to some out-in-the-middle-of-nowhere amusement park (think Magic Mountain) and are debating what to do next week while making multiple lane changes between at least three freeways on a massive cloverleaf. We then pull off on a shoulder that is covered in overgrown wild flowers as we try to decide where we want to go to eat.

01-24-2013 -- [Was sick yesterday, and dozed a lot, which means a very bad night of sleeping last night. Seems like I was waking up every 10 to 15 minutes. Because of this, though I had some great dreams or dream fragments, I couldn't take the time to write them down, or I'd have never gotten back to sleep. So, all I could do was memorize a general setting, so we'll have to see just how much of these I can manage to recall.]

Playing some sort of computer game, hints of maybe Runescape or Roller Coaster Tycoon, but its a live version, not playing on the computer. Anyway, I am running around and planting some seeds or placing some flowerbeds or things like that, and I soon find myself running through some odd rooms that kind of make me think of the flash powder factory.

Buried deep in this factory, something is going on, and people's lives are being threatened, and suddenly there is a super hero there to help save the day. I am thinking it might be Aquaman. Darn it. This was the earliest fragment of the night, and also one of the most interesting, but more and more of it is gone.

Anyway, we're now doing things in this area (not that I spend enough time in the flash powder factory to be sure that is where this is, but it is a place with odd rooms, obstacles and traps to make your way through) and there are a soon two or three heroes to help us. But if there are super-powered beings to help us, surely that'll mean there are super-powered beings against us, as well.

Sure enough, as we continue to fight through the area, we start being attacked by other super-powered beings. For our protection, the heroes are loading us into a sort of shuttle craft and launching it, hoping to get us away to safety ... if it can withstand the attack of the bad guys. I think there was some throwaway comment about Doctor McCoy not having a chance to test it because of the timing.

So there are super villains surrounding the shuttle as it takes off, and almost immediately the floor is buckling from multiple hits as I *think* Doctor Octopus is under there pounding on it with all his mechanical arms, and as the floor breaks in, the entire shuttle shakes apart. Suddenly we having flying or powered heroes (Superman, Iron Man, the likes) grabbing us and trying to fly after us, while similar heroes and villains are trying to stop them and catch us, all as shuttle bits rain down on the Earth. It was a rather cool scene.

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I was down at the corner house at Hickory and Greenleaf, and we were in the process of putting up some Christmas decorations without the owner's approval, when the owner came bursting out with the cops. Somebody had been doing something bad around the place. I was afraid I would be in trouble, but the owner of the house says he isn't worried about the people that add to his Christmas decorations, even if he doesn't understand why they do, and I explain that we just like the two houses on the ends of the block to be really well decorated as they help to represent the neighborhood and draw people in to look at the decorations. Weird.

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Half watching, half living a James Bond movie, that may have a small bit at a super market (I can remember just a hint) before a chase started. James was chasing the villain through a long tunnel in a mountain, while we're kind of watching the chase on some kind of monitor. We can see they are about to exit the tunnel, and we're right about the timing. But suddenly things shift to a meeting room where M and a couple of her people are meeting with another high government official, and it turns out to be the guy that James was chasing. He's within the government, itself, and they don't yet have the evidence to bring him down.

Soon I find myself standing in what half feels like a class room, and half seems to be a store in a mall. I have just finished watching the James Bond movie, and in a discussion about it, I end up winking at a sort of cute girl. Unfortunately, just about that time I start to recognize some things, and realize that I have been through this before, and some crooks are just about to attack this place.

Sure enough, four or five thugs burst into the room and start shooting. I act like I've been hit and collapse to the ground, while everybody else is running around screaming and getting shot. I start grabbing other people's legs and telling them "Get down, you fools!" and some listen and some don't. Eventually the bad guys quit shooting, and start to check on who they have and what shape they are in, and begin making threats for the information they want.

I've bided my time, and when they aren't expecting it, I strike back, knock some of them out, and me and some of the others make a break for it. As we make it out of the building we were in, but are still crossing the lawn to the parking lot, we see an attractive young woman still pushing her grandmother's wheelchair away from the scene, and we'd hoped they would have already gotten out of here, but I remember from the past time that they don't have anything the bad guys want, so I urge for us to keep on running, and tell them to continue fleeing as I can.

As we reach our cars and start driving off, I'm shown to have known what I was talking about, as the crooks run right past them, to reach their cars and continue chasing us. Soon we're driving through the streets, being pursued. I think eventually we have a confrontation in a mall parking lot, along with the cute lady, her grandmother, and her kids, who have been dragged back into things, but most the details are gone. Still a fun dream, though.

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I'm not sure which came first, the game or the diner, so I'm just going to put the game first. I am sitting at a small card table somewhere, with a game of Risk before me. I am considering playing a game with myself, but find each color only seems to have 15 or 20 army pieces which aren't going to be enough to play with. So I am looking for the box, hoping it will contain more army pieces.

As I am looking, a couple of other people decide they are going to play, also, and sit down. But if we are going to play, there are things we need to do, including deal out the cards to claim the territories and roll dice to decide who is going to go first. So one guy, who might be Dave D., rolls his die, and I roll mine, and since I only rolled a one, it looks like he'll be going first. So I am in the middle of dealing the cards out into two piles, and two more people decide to join, so Dave grabs another stack of cards, and starts dealing them out for the other two people, and we have to redo the rolling to see who goes first.

Soon I find myself sitting in a diner, right as my food is being brought to me. I think I have a burger and some nice, crispy french fries. There is a guy sitting next to me, clean cut, seems friendly, very unoffensive. Seems like a cross between a Jimmy Stewart character and the 'Happiest Man in Springfield', just a really sweet, easy going guy.

Who doesn't seem to be from around here. He has ordered a meal and is waiting for it, but he doesn't seem to know what it is he is getting. He points at my fries and asks what they are, and I tell him they are french fries. The waitress comes up and asks him if she misunderstood him. Maybe he wants a baked potato instead? No, he says, some of these 'fries' should be just fine.

It's an old-style diner, which may make some sort of sense, because soon the buildings are shaking and bombs are falling from the sky, and it turns out to be in the middle of a battlefield somewhere in World War Two. I'm running out of the diner and looking for places I am needed, and I guess 'Jimmy' does as well.

Soon I see him standing near a soldier crouched with a radio (looks much like one of those little green army men from when I was a kid). It seems he can kind of read minds, even if he doesn't have nearly any clue of what it is he is hearing. So he is just babbling random thoughts and sentences in this guy's ear, of the various thoughts he is picking up, most of which are worthless, until suddenly he starts reading the orders that the enemy troops are being given, as they are being given, which is some very helpful information.

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Probably at least one or two more fragments from the night, but I simply can't remember them at this time.

01-03-2012 -- [Bladder infection, only a nap on the third, and constantly waking on the 4th. Mostly very odd fragments, and stuff that is all over the place.]

I think this was a long, involved dream that I mostly can't remember. It felt like a cross between Harry Potter (for the characters), Game of Thrones (for the type and feel of the human evil and sense of betrayal throughout) and perhaps a hint of Wheel of Time for a Dark One-like sense of all-pervading evil in the background.

Almost all of the Malfoys and their relatives have gone on a complete killing spree, viciously murdering all over the place, except Narcissa, who has decided it is all a bit much, and she can't do this anymore. She decides to approach me (Harry Potter) and team with me to try and stop her relatives, while hiding that she has changed sides, so she doesn't get killed, herself.

There's a lot here, but I can't remember most of it. Eventually, we're bringing a battle to fruition in an area with a small hill between us an the enemy. We're sending some sort of combination of robot and golem to attack the enemy on the other side of the hill, and it lands on him, crushing him, as we move on to a major confrontation.

Soon Narcissa is standing next to her sister on a tennis court, along with me and what looks like Wolverine. She is pointing to many of her servants who are playing tennis, and commenting on how they all are in such good shape, and have the bodies of gods and goddesses, before telling her sister we are all going down, but she is going to start with the others that Narcissa has fallen for. She suddenly produces Wolverine-style claws from her own hands, and dices Wolverine up, blood, bits of body, and limbs splattering everywhere, very vividly, before turning to me, as Narcissa screams in horror. [Being that it is Wolverine, he might manage to heal, but in the dream I didn't think of that. We were both convinced we'd lost a partner and were probably going down.]

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01-04-2013 -- First dream of night, really short, limited and fragmented: Playing Runescape, and everything is blending together. I am hunting lots of little blue implings, moving marmasaw plants, perhaps penguins, and all kinds of other stuff, all at the same time. just wandering around, grabbing things at the same time.

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01-04-2013 -- More hunting bits as noted above, except I am now making grabs for tiny red, green and blue implings which seem to add to the stats of my red, green, and blue crewmen on the player owned ports minigame. I'm really trying to advance these characters, even while also getting involved in some of of dating situation (being set up on dates or something) which Melody has started.

Somehow I end up going out to some kind of church event (Church of the Nazarene setting, Pine Castle Methodist people?) that leads into a bit of super hero stuff. We're urging everybody to show up for some sort of meeting or revelation of something, where Superman will provide the answer we need. (Answer to what, I don't know.) I am Clark / Superman, dressed up as Clark right now, and we're gathering people around the Euclid overpass.

There turn out to be a ton more people than we expect, so many that they can't be counted, and they fill up all space as far as we can see. Far more than we expected. There is nowhere for me to duck into to change into Superman without being seen, so I more or less accept that I am going to have to reveal myself in front of everybody. I'm just beginning to undo my shirt to reveal the costume underneath, when something happens and everybody starts to disperse again, satisfied with what has occurred, so I start to button my shirt again.

Soon I am Spider-Man (not in costume) and Superman is traveling with me, as I am arriving back home at the Hickory house. The oldest kid from Home Improvement is there (Zachery Ty Bryan), and he's a bit of a punk, and is threatening us and saying he killed my sister. He is also making some very odd comment that goes nowhere, that the command staff of the Starship Enterprise has been replaced with doubles.

Superman, flying in with his x-ray vision, identifies a recently buried body in the ground at either Vinnie's house or Robby's, so it seems the kid was serious. Kind of ticks us off. We head inside the house, and it turns out we are kind of babysitting the kid, watching over him and trying to keep him out of trouble. This is difficult because he has somehow gained some of our powers. (We have them, too, he hasn't taken them from us, he has just gained them, as well.) Thankfully he seems more interested in pranking his younger brothers than using his powers for more major evil.

He is 'writing' on his brothers' shirt with water, then putting flour on it to write mean slogans in white. He is doing the same for his own shirt, but using it to add a number like a sports jersey. But of course, being in flour, it's making a bit of a mess. There is an attractive young lady who wants to take over his care, but we tell her we really think we're better suited to handle him, though we can't tell her why. ("Yeah, he's developed super powers, so we need to use our super powers to keep him under control." That'll go over well.) Just weird.

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01-04-2013 -- Making a delivery somewhere down toward Fort Lauderdale, and have already dropped off the package. I'm thinking to myself 'wouldn't it be neat to run into Amy F. while I was down here?' and sure enough, as I glance into the open door of an apartment, there she is. It seems they are still moving stuff in to the new place. I try to say hello and make conversation, but she just glances at me, then ignores me.

I don't really know what is up, but I wonder if maybe she just doesn't recognize me, even though my picture is on my Facebook account, which is where I now know her from. [An acquaintance from high school who recently moved to Florida, and who I do now know from Facebook.] But anyway, she doesn't seem to want to acknowledge me, so I just turn around to leave.

I try to walk back to my car, but oddly enough, I just can't find it. I am walking up and down rows of apartments, looking at the cars out front, but I just can't seem to find mine. Suddenly I stop and ask myself what car am I looking for? Was I driving the purple car? No. Red? I come up with a sort of off-white not-quite-beige four door sedan that doesn't really match any car I have ever driven, and start looking again, at least now knowing what it is I am looking for.

Somehow mom is there for a minute or two, and I visit with her. Then I pass back by Amy's apartment again. This time her guy is there, and decides to talk to me for a few minutes. He seems friendly, and we have no problems or anything. Oddly enough, Keffer and Tucker are there (my past landlord's Bijons) and he has opened the pet gate to bring stuff through, and is surprised when the dogs go running off through it. But he says he'll get them, and goes running after them.

I can hear him calling for them, and getting more and more frantic, so I follow him out. The dogs are running all over the place, and paying him no mind whatsoever, but when I start calling to them a couple of times they come running up to me, and I get them back inside the dog gate again. Never do see any sign of my car, though.