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Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Dream 1 - House Party
In my flat house, my flatmate has decided to throw a party to celebrate the end of exams. I'm not really interested in the party and I just decide to chill out in my room, but I have to go get the door at some point because no one else was. I peer outside to see a group of people, I see a couple familiar faces, and tell them to come on in. As they walk in I get a better look at their faces, I make eye contact with one and think 'hmm that looks R'... Then look away kind of puzzled. Then I go 'oh shit! That's R!', we look back at each other suddenly and we get ready for some fisticuffs. Everyone in the party is a little shocked that a fight suddenly broke out.

Dream 2 - Crime Scene
I'm walking along at night with a couple friends, some guy who punched me at a party earlier on in the night (I forgot this part of the dream) ran up to us from the liquor store across the road. He wasn't trying to start a fight this time though, he had a white shirt and blues jeans, a pimply face and blonde curly hair. We all end up having to run because someone starts chasing us. We run up a hill and as I reach the top of the hill I see police, they're gathered around a crime scene. Headless bodies lie scattered about, blood is everywhere, part of me is stunned, the other part is intrigued. Even the police are flabbergasted, they don't even know what to say to us, so I ask an officer about the crime. "Someone reenacted a portion of the story from the Dragon Play that's playing in the city".
Basically to summarize this play, a person kills all the guests that enter his house because they sin whenever they enter the premises of another persons home or something, and then there's a dragon in it at one point.
I head to the city to try and track down the culprit, determined to end his/her brutal killing spree. I was armed with the knowledge that it might likely be multiple people, since the heads of the people had be severed simultaneously and all by the same blade in one clean slice. An idea popped into my head at this point that was something along the lines of gunpowder powered guillotine that could cut off the heads of multiple people in one sweep. Imagine multiple head + hand locking things stacked on each other, each person is separated by a plank they can lie on. Then the guillotine is let loose and is propelled through all their necks by the force of the gunpowder. I kind of woke up at this point debating if that even made sense or if it actually existed.

I'm walking in a garden with a young woman who's essentially an adopted daughter for legal purposes, but I think of her more as a student. I've just brought a woman into the household after finally convincing her to leave the increasingly dangerous situation in her own territory, and I'm explaining to my 'daughter' why this woman won't be staying in the women's quarters with her other two 'mothers' - two women who are legally my wives but who I've never had any kind of relationship with, sexual or otherwise; I just needed a legal way to allow them to stay in this household. She'll be relaying what I say to the other women, I'm aware.

I'm explaining that this third wife's faith compels her to spend her days in isolation until the (some word that means evening prayers - the point is that this story will explain why she's never seen in daylight). It's a custom that's not uncommon among her people, I claim. I'm thinking that the way religions dominate this place and time is as convenient as it is inconvenient.

The daughter finds this ridiculous, but she won't question that faith is the reason for it. She's not pleased with the situation in general though. I'm telling her that although this third wife won't be living in the women's quarters, nonetheless you must treat her as another mother - in other words, though she's new to the household she outranks the daughter. This is apparently the last straw for her - she says, "Oh, I am in the mountains of madness!"

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

As Rumpelstiltskin, I've been watching without saying anything while Belle had a sort of confrontation with a woman I'd been working with. I've got plans involving this woman, and Belle knows them, and she's just made it clear she won't be standing with me in this. She's leaving now, and as she turns away my perception changes - I see the three of us as we were in the other world. Seeing her like this, Belle's wearing this white hooded cloak lined in fur, a symbol of the Snow Queen. Several reactions to that - first, a sort of bitter sense of humor that of course the wife of the Dark One could only be the Snow Queen. But I also think of this as a reminder that she's not to be taken lightly.

However, the woman I'd been working with has just asked something to the effect of 'who are you,' and Belle's response is, "I'm the maid." This is, again, a way of stating that she's not my partner in this situation, she's not on my side; but it's also a rejection of the way I'm seeing her right now. By choosing to define herself as a maid rather than a queen, it should be as if she's giving up power, but instead I think of this as power that I admire - her ability to choose her own path and demand that others see her as she chooses.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's this massive tower of ice - a cylinder reaching up into the sky and down to the earth as far as I can see as I float in front of it, intensely detailed jagged edges much like a frozen waterfall. I/Rumpelstiltskin see an image of Belle standing with one arm raised as if she's holding something up, associated with this pillar, and I'm convinced the role of the queen is a burden she took on because of me - or if not because of me directly, it's a situation she wouldn't have been put in if it hadn't been for my involvement. I hate knowing that this will continue to affect her even in the other world.

Non lucid bits and bobs (think they were all part of the same dream.) The first part is fell crude, I'll try not to make it sound too gross....

My shop door is open, its a nice day. I have my boy's potty and decide to do a big jobby in the entrance. Its all going well when a couple of rough looking lassies walk past me into the shop. I wipe my bum twice with kitchen roll. I examine the results of the second wipe, it doesn't look too bad. I pull up my breeks and go to serve the lassies. I feel a wee bit dirty...

I get a letter from someone. It from a tradesman with reference to my shop. There are four points. The first says 'We recommend that all customers tread very gently, carry candles and are very careful putting on and off the lights.'

I'm crouching down behind my counter. A man places a tumbler with whisky down in front of me (though it looks more like wee wee) I look up and say to him 'No thanks - I am an abstainer' He doesn't seem to mind.

I find myself in a familiar shop. The Its mainly full of bread products. I look around, and find myself getting quite annoyed.

11/07/14 DILD A very long and fun LD with lots of jumping from rooftop to roof top and flying. I seem to be under close attention from my new DG as she is an every present theme now. But hey, a DG who is also hot female and friendly, can not complain about that.

I think she is now taking me to a controlled training area. I say this because the sky is fake. I can not float or fly more than perhps 30 feet above the ground. I attempted many times to get above the top of the highest tree and always hit a barrier. At the right angles I can see the lines of force forming the outer wall. This is way to short a top for the big city.

I hardly blame her for restricting my access. I can only be pleased I am still warrenting access to her and the astral realm in general. In this dream I did start to be a pervert and felt her disapproval, but I caught myself and stopped, clearly stating that I needed to learn better control and stop misbehaving. She was pleased with this and I felt like I was a pet who is praised by its owner. This does not bother me at all, as I think I need her far more than she needs me. She is far more tolerant of my sexual side and is less quick to punish than my last DG.

She took me to watch some preformance and I started talking to her. This was apparently bad behavior and I realized her displeasure right away. When I acknowledged that I messed up and corrected it she snuggled up warmly against me and we watched together. Again, a feeling as if she is almost a loving girlfriend.

OK so I'm not counting this but at least I'll celebrate this little lucid moment and enter all my dreams straight from my DJ notes for the night. I'm actually impressed with myself for recalling so many. 10

3:01am

Ith (Wow that was such a good dream it left me unable to type.)

5:40AM (I recall several dreams)

I am at work and talking to Brandon. For some reason I put hot solder on the wire coming out of the tip of my dick. Brandon puts hot solder on his beard and it wicks up all over so that he has a solid metal beard.

My wife is in some open office that looks like a mesh of ancient Greece and something more modern. I think shes looking super sexy in her outfit. He has a gray business dress on but with colorful thigh high socks. I admire her as she is debating with some scum bag politicians. One of them looks a lot like Bruce Greenwood. I don't understand the issue but they are trying to bully her with some issue and she stands her ground without losing her cool. I admire her even more for that. After the men leave she tells me that she'll have to talk to my bitch sister about this and the conversation will be hard. I say well at least your not having to deal with my bitch ex-wife.

Brandon asks me to join his band and play guitar tonight. I am not sure I remember how but I say I will. Then someone starts playing the keyboard and everyone sings a version of "Oklahoma". I don't know the words so I just stand there silent.


I really have to pee but the bathroom looks very strange. There is a deformed toilet that might cause me to piss everywhere and next to is is a nearly full bucket. I choose the bucket. The sensation is accurate but I am not feeling any relief. A duplicate version of me shows up to my left and tells me not to pee in the bucket. We debate weather or not this is a dream. I finally figure it out but have to jolt myself away to rush to the bathroom.

7:06AM

We are camping. Some super nerdy guy shows up and screams, "PART ANIMAL!" We make fun of him. I say something about him partying alone. A second nerd shows up. I say, "Ok party of two." A third shows up and I start to say something else up something in the sky catches my eye. I look up and see something like a large submarine bobbing around and floating in the sky. Is this a dream? No that seems legit... No wait that can't happen. I better check. I do a nose plug and it feels obstructed but not quite normal. I do another but more deliberately and I blow clean. I am happy and start thinking about goals but I wake up almost immediately. I don't think to try DEILD.

8:15AM ( I recall two more)

We are back at the beach. The city has put a playground right in the sand and I let my son play. I walk up to the water but it looks like some sort of pink scum is growing on top. I notice there are no waves and there are small hills with clumps of grass poking out of the water. I put a foot into the pink stuff and it has a feeling like cooked oatmeal. Gross. I look farther down the coastline and see a more normal beach with some nice waves rolling in. I shout back to my wife, "We need to move farther down to swim."

I have a kilt with a dress shirt on. As part of some protest, I am supposed to go to Wal-Mart like this and ask for a copy of the US Constitution. I start having second thoughts and realize this is a totally stupid thing to do. I am not going to be seen in a kilt! How does this even make sense? Why am I protesting? I'm not even trying to be political these day! I go to the bed to room to take these clothes off but I have several layers on. I notice my Fudpucker's shirt is the last but it seems wet and suction to my skin. I panic as I struggle to get it off me.

9:15AM (a few more as I woke for the day)

I discover and go to the upper management breakroom at work. It has all sorts of baked goods in a glass cabinet. I take a biscuit but also really want one of those super tall cupcakes. As I take the cupcake I notice they actually cost. Oh man!
Everything is 85 cents so I dig in my pocket for change. I can't seem to add up the cost but I'm sure I have enough to cover it and then some. There is a slot in the side of the cabinet and I hear the coins slide down and hit in a pile. I dropped a nickle and a few pennies. As I pick them up a man asks to borrow 4 cents. I just give him what I have and tell him I was over paying anyway and I just want to get rid of all this change. He takes it and I go to a table in the hallway to be alone. I have a hard time carrying my food and coffee but I manage. Then I get it all like a fat kid enjoying every second. As I start to sip my coffee a man comes into the hallway and start speaking to a group that has now appeared behind me. He says something about out military customers all having one type of mental disorder or another so we need to be really careful how we handle them. Theres something about a schizophrenic that turns into a long conversation.

This morphs into a new dream. I am doing a podcast with some woman named Deanna over skype. We are talking about some guy that has been in the news for some crime but it wasn't clear if he was guilty. We called him live on the podcast and asked if we could interview him. I noticed he sounds like an old smoker and was very friendly and open. We told him our names and that we were from the Lucid For Life podcast.

There was something about being on the moon. I recall the gray landscape but the sky was dark and starless. I had to walk from on building to another on the moonbase. There was something about how the dark side has no gravity. I wondered what it would be like to float off into space.

I lie in my bed recalling my former dog in my previous dream. I think about how dogs and cats have been the monsters of my nightmares for a long time now but this one seemed calm and at peace. I hear something moving in my room and look around. Shit! It's a dog, my sisters Chihuahua mix, Bella. I feel a sense of fear. I know this is not good which makes me even more anxious and fearful. My anxieties have anxieties! The dog runs around the room like the Tasmanian devil. She approaches me and bites off my left hand! I wake up.


I lie in my bed trying to go back to sleep. Somehow I start thinking about cats. A cat quickly fades into my vision and attacks me. As I wrestle it, I recall that dream characters are like puppet characters, our emotions being their strings. I hug the cat and try to feel love for it. It's getting smaller! It's working! I put it down and start to walk away but the cat quickly transforms back into it's original size and aggression. I hug it and feel love for it again until it was just about gone. I walk away again. With no cat following me this time, I gleefully go to the backyard at nighttime and jump up to fly. I turn my attention to the basic i TOTM, jumping into a pile of leaves. I look down to look for leaves but instead see dogs following me. Dozens of dogs. Big, black, labs and great danes. I hope they don't fly up and attack me. Thankfully they see something else that interests them and run away. I look around again for leaves and spot them. Lots of leaves! Multiple red baskets full of leaves on a lawn. It's so perfect! I land and look and start to approach the leaves. I wake up.


I'm in a classroom. A former crush of mine, a short blonde girl, is leaning back on me. I'm okay with this, just trying to go with the flow. The teacher calls out, "Girl, you'd better pay him! Without him, you'd fall on the floor!" The teachers attention turns to a student who doesn't have a desk. I stand up, forgetting about the girl, and offer my desk, again trying to be polite. Standing up, I realize I don't have any pants on! I look around, trying to recall where they were...I wake up.

I was planning to test WBTB + FILD this morning but I stayed up to watch overthegun's livestream.
Ended up going to sleep around 5am (!) and didn't remember any dreams.

I've been practicing all day awareness (it's hard when you can't be 100% aware of absolutely everything) as well.


The only things I can remember is a bunch of gray.

Finally, a weekend to sleep in and just dream. I don't know what this part of my night was (not a dream) but I'll have to include it, anyway. When I became thoroughly exhausted at 4am, I happened to be in my sister's room and decided to just crash there. When I laid down, though, I felt this warm breeze on my face. The feeling was comparable to someone passing by me, which I found a bit strange. I never try any DILDs, WILDs, or other sleeping techniques, nor have I actually read through any on here, so I don't know if this relates to one of these techniques, (I kind of thought so,) but it sure was weird to me. Within two minutes of laying there, that ringing noise you hear in your ears increased significantly and then seemed to *change frequencies*, finally settling on one that was higher and very clear. As soon as it settled, my entire body shook as if an earthquake was occurring. I knew things like this happened sometimes, so I just went with it, but nothing really happened after that, other than vibrations. I didn't really know what to do, either. Since I was pretty spooked out by that warm breeze still and nothing was happening after that "incident," I just sat up and went to my room to sleep. Having a nightmare was not on my to-do list.

In my own room I had two consecutive lucids immediately, I'm guessing because I was so exhausted. In one of the dreams, I was at school. When I "woke up" I had the feeling, as usual, that it is very easy and natural to do, and that I'm always capable of doing it. I wracked my brain, thinking of things people have told me to try that I hadn't before. I wasn't very alert or concentrated at this point (had to focus every ten seconds or so to remain lucid and wasn't really feeling much energy to try) so I knew I couldn't do anything huge. I looked around and realized, "I could try reading!" Someone had told me that reading things was interesting because after you read something, if you try to read it again it changes. To my knowledge, nothing changed, though, and I did read a few things. Oh well, I thought. I really can't remember the other thing I tried. It may have been using my phone because it was technology? If I did that, I think it also worked, but I didn't put much effort into that one, either. I know I ran to another classroom later because I remembered from my pre-lucid state that some of my friends were in the, say, English room. I always run in lucid dreams because it feels funny and unnatural and why not? When I got there I scanned the room, looking at my classmates, and saw someone I've always found very attractive. I kind of grabbed at his bare arm (he was wearing a t-shirt) but his arm grew thinner and slipped away. I know I looked to see if his twin was around (I also find him attractive, haha,) but I don't think he was. Whether he was there or not, I tried again, taking one of their wrists and this time holding on successfully. It was kind of a big deal getting our fingers to intertwine and holding hands.

As soon as we did and our palms pressed against each other, I woke up. I realized I was horny!! This was/is a big deal to me because even after 17, almost 18 years of living I have never been able to say that I have "felt horny." So, finally! (Don't worry, the rest is actually SFW.) I went back to sleep, knowing that I could wake up lucid again and hoping I could maybe figure out my sexuality a little bit, now that I know I'm capable of feeling horny. (I actually really hate that word.) So I entered my next dream lucid and what do you know? A blond, taller, and more built version of Josh Hutcherson happened to emerge from a shower. (I don't know why him - I even had to look up his name to type it just now - but whatever, I'll take it!) I won't write what my thoughts were about what I wanted to do, but basically nothing really happened, although I can't remember why. It's possible that I woke up within the next few minutes and gave up, or that I was too tired in my lucid state to continue, but either way, I know at some point I said "fuck it" and just gave up my lucid state because of my lack of motivation. In my head, I thought, "I know I'm exhausted in real life but I shouldn't be in my dream, too!" I wasn't feeling it, though.

If anyone reads this and knows what I was describing in the first paragraph, please let me know!

Realizations: reading isn't always impossible, it really is easy to become lucid, last time I was lucid (about a week ago) I also woke up a few times and had gone to bed late, it's difficult for me to figure out sexual things in dreams, and I need to work on not being lazy and unmotivated.

Wake from an NLD. I lie still and wait to DEILD. Body begins to roll to the side, which signals beginning of REM sleep. I roll off of the mat and fall through space. Eyes flicker open somewhat, and I can see stars in a black sky. I accidentally open my WL eyes, though, because I can suddenly see light streaming in from beneath my sleep mask. I close them and wait for my "dream eyes" to open on their own. They do, and I see I am flying swiftly over a dark, deep purple ocean. The stars are still out. I can feel the wind on my face. Ahead of me, on the horizon, a white number one appears.

Memory is fuzzy here. Certain I did not lose consciousness, but unsure of how narrative unfolded entirely. I land down in the water, and there is some sort of game being played by a bunch of DCs. I try to persuade one of them that she is strong enough to lift me up and throw me out of the water. She says she is not. "Oh come on," I say. "Look at those triceps!" She laughs and tries to throw me. She just sort of pushed me out of the water. She says she can't. "But really," I say, "You can." I'm trying to get the dream to bend to my will a bit! She tries again (and throws me a bit higher) and reiterates that she can't do it.

I mess around for a bit more (can't remember what I was doing--interacting with DCs, asking questions and what not, and I specifically remember rubbing my hands to stabilize--and then it occurs to me to complete the tasks of the month. I think about what the tasks are, and remember the leaf task. I am in a back yard. I begin thinking I will materialize the leaves by pretending they are on the other side of a wooden fence. I say, "You're around this fence!" and run around the fence. I briefly see the outline of what looks like a pile of leaves, but then that pops out of existence. I try two more times, and nothing happens at all.

I run around for a bit, thinking I might find a pile of leaves somewhere. Nope. I then think to call for help on my phone, and pull it out of my pocket. I figure it will take too long to punch in the numbers though and toss it away. Instead, I head inside to get help from a DC.

Near me is a blond girl. She attempted to assist me earlier in the dream, but I rebuffed her because DCs are too unreliable. I now ask her if she knows where any leaves are. We go inside the house, and she nods and points to some storage boxes. One of them is black and I open it up. Inside there are only Christmas lights. "These are just Christmas lights," I say, and then get annoyed. This always happens. DCs always trick me and waste my time. I run out of the house. The DC runs after me, trying to get me to come back. I ignore her. Looking around, I see a bunch of leaves lying around on the grass. I think I might be able to rake them up, but then pull an Ophelia and scoop some up in my arms. Some of them are crackly, but others are rotten and gross. I make a very small pile. I look at it and decide I'm not jumping in that.

I try to think of the other basic. Oh yeah, tell a kid they are dreaming. I am on a path in the woods, and a jogger is coming towards me. She is a kid, maybe like a high school student, but I check just to be sure:

"How old are you?" I ask.

She stops running and faces me. "16."

"You're dreaming!" I say.

"If you don't shut up, I'm going to hit you," she says.

I back off, and she continues jogging.

I continue on the path until I find a small cabin/mobile home (don't ask) in the woods. Inside are some DCs. More conversation that I can't remember. However, I hear voices up inside a treehouse-like loft. They are discussing someone messing up their abilities to dream. I ascend the wooden ladder up, and see two people I know semi-well from WL. However, I understand that they are DCs and not their real selves. They are crouched over a dream journal. When they see me enter the room, the girl (it's a girl and a guy) moves to cover up the DJ so I can't read it.

"It's just me," I say. "The dreamer." They are smiling now in a mocking way. I sort of lose it here, and demand to know "why you guys (meaning DCs in general) always tease me?"

"Because we can," the girl responds.

"But lots of dreamers get help from their DCs. They teach them fun things like how to fly. You guys always try to trick me."

The girl now laughs and says, "You can't even fly."

I get mad and grab the guy in my fist. He instantly turns into a small, faceless rag doll. The transition was seamless and sort of shocked me. The girl disappeared altogether. I fling the doll down on the ground and leave.

Back in the house, I remember the advanced task--cut off your hand and serve it up for Thanksgiving dinner. I look around and see a half-eaten plate of food: there is some cornbread there and some other stuff I don't remember. I realize that if I hadn't scared the DCs away I could have served them my hand. I leave and begin running back to the first house (where I tried to complete the leaf task.

Once inside the original kitchen, I approach the block of knives. They all appear to be light, serrated blades, and I am not keen on sawing through my wrist. I am hoping for a cleaver, and find a small one, but it is not heavy enough. I finally settle on a knife that probably does not exist in WL, but resembles a butcher knife. I RC to make sure I am dreaming. I then (to be honest, fearing the pain) test the knife by slicing into my index finger. I don't feel anything, and think maybe I missed (lol). However, a line appear on my finger, and I start bleeding. The dream quickly fades and I wake up.

I put a seed and water in a glass cologne bottle with a curve that turned downwards near the top, then held the bottle between my hands. The plant grew; I made it grow, then I asked my Father to open the top and he did. The plant grew outside the bottle.

Gee, It reminds me of the Bible Mustard Seed Verse.

Dream 1: I had a dream once that I was down in Kansas City with my friends. It was my cross-country team, my cousins, my high school swim team, and the Hunger Games characters. We were just walking around downtown KC, when all of a sudden, Peeta said he wanted to try out his new jetpack. I remember Katniss and I were encouraging him not to, but he still did. We went to the top of the tallest building and Peeta launched off. It was a water jetpack (I had just watched Duck Dynasty before I went to bed) exactly like the one Willie was using. Peeta was screaming and tumbling through the air, and the rest of us were watching and laughing hysterically. Then, a policeman came up and told him to get out of the air. Suddenly, everyone was back on the ground safely, standing in front of Union Station. "I smell smoke," said one of my cousins named Isabelle. We looked up and it was on fire! Aaaahhhh!!!! The fastest girl on my cross-country team named Paityn Howat ran to get the firefighters. She came back in less than a minute. "They wouldn't listen," she declared, "they thought I was messing with them." So then, I had an idea. I whipped out my phone and called Elsa. Elsa came and froze Union Station. Yay! We thanked her and went in, so she then started showing us pictures of her and Anna building a snowman (Olaf). I woke up.

Dream 2: I had a dream that I got back from swim practice and my mom and I were in the car, listening to the radio. It said that everyone we loved was going to get Ebola! I freaked out!!!! We got home, and my mom made me sleep on a high jump pit in the driveway. I couldn't sleep at all, worrying the whole time about Ebola. The next day, I went to school. Everything seemed normal, until cross-country practice. I went to the cafeteria where we all meet before practice, and none of them were there! A gangster-looking dude walked by me so I asked him where they went. He said they all died from Ebola (they're the nicest high schoolers in the universe and my best friends ever!) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I screamed and woke up.

Some dream where my laptop computer was really tiny. It was supposed to be waterproof now too, and I was using it while in the shower. It turned off, and I thought that the water had killed it.
I got out of the shower, got dressed, went into my bedroom, and plugged it in. It turned on, but it seemed sort of glitchy. Marcus told me to wait a minute. I then tried turning it on again. Turns out it hadn't been damaged by the water, it was just low on battery.

I FA'd. I was in my college dorm room and realized that I was an hour late for a class that was taking place in the library.
...
For some reason I was waiting at the bus stop. It was a rainy, foggy day. I did a reality check because this seemed like a dream. It didn't work though.

I was observing this dream where the Hulk and the Hulkbuster armor were fighting. It looked just like the trailer. (See the Age of Ultron trailer) Thor was involved in the fight as well. At one point the Hulkbuster suit was using Thor's hammer. It was glowing red.
...
Korra and Aang (Yes, Both Avatars) Joined the fight. They used earthbending to attack the Hulkbuster suit. Black widow, Captain America and Batman came into the fight. The fight grew very chaotic and I recall having trouble figuring out who was on who's team.
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Something to do with Tony Stark building this weird Iron Man suit with a giant head. It had two small eyes going up vertically the front of the mask. The suit malfunctioned and broke his neck.
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I was in this huge log cabin mansion built in the woods. All of the characters from both Avatar series were in here, and they looked like real people. Meelo wanted to teach me how to airbend.

Batman: So awesome he shows up even when everyone else is Marvel and he is DC.

1. I was on my friend Alex's street, and I had just ran all the way to his house from a street away.

(will finish the rest later)

I was inside a school wandering around or maybe a bus when suddenly I appeared in my house but in a room downstairs. I was thinking about trying to share a dream with someone but than I was pulled by something and everything went black. It looked as if there was a black screen with a white (_) sign waiting for something to be typed. It kept blinking so I put in a name I chose randomly by speaking it. But the person's name I put was meshed with another person's name. So I was probably going to call to the dream both of them or one of them.

When the name went through I was pulled to my bed hovering above it and someone who I thought was the person I called but probably wasn't took out a piece of long paper that almost looked like they wanted me to sign it. But instead the guy DC showed me a black outlined Eye and said it was a dark symbol, something about Buddha and how it had to be followed or something. I thought they mentioned Illuminati but maybe not. Perhaps the Eye just made me think it.

Anyways I quickly appeared in a room where I was supposedly watching a regular anime, thought it was Negima but it turned out to be a show for perverts. One of the girls lost her closed and than my dad came in. I told him I wasn't the one watching it and that I'm not gay but he didn't really care much. Than the dream changed and it was as if I was now inside a moving heart or organism's brain. It was pretty much like flowing through something.

I soon appeared on my bed where I thought I woke up but didn't. As I walked to the living room something invisible propelled me to the couch. I was scared but than thought about the dream sharing. I looked out the side window after that and saw two tall guys laughing. I was a bit confused. There was a hooded mysterious character with them bringing them to my house. I thought of him as maybe a guide character and shouted at the two guys.

I told one of them it was a dream and he got really happy and was like " Are you serious!?" I called to him to get his attention after the excitement and asked him if he was the person I was looking for. But he was like "Come over here!" And tried grabbing. Scared I shrunk him and his friend to tiny people, went through the window and started swim flying into the air. I saw a beautiful starry sky surrounding me but than heard a scream from behind me. I guess the DCs got eaten or jumped or stomped on. But it started getting creepy when I was in that heart beat portal. Made me think I was going to die or something. I decided to wake up and woke up.

Okay ...soo I'm gonna start with being in a field and I look down and theres this red snake curled around my hand ..she looks like a puff adder I think ...
I'm not scared because I somehow know that this snake is not going to hurt me ... and this snake my baby I talk to her alot in my dream... she's sad and I comfort her a lot ....I'm walking with her in my hand and this old man stops me .. dont remember what he says but he gives me a black snake .. at first I'm scared and pull away .. but then I look at the snake and pick her up and onto my other hand ..she looks like a puff adder as well
.. the man disappears by then and I guess in the rest of my dream I'm with them and people are so afraid of us ... I always have the need to protect them in my dream ...
Anyone can tell me what this dream could mean ? I've had it a while ago but I never have problems with remembering nice dreams ...