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I was in my 6th grade band hall and my biology teacher was there. Our assignment was to make music (Like, an actual full-fledged song) with a music app. I came up with a pretty awesome rhythm and I was astonished. I put the volume up higher but my biology teacher gave me a look and I put the volume back down.

There were other kids in the dream too. I was largely alone while other kids were in large groups even though it was a solo project. At least my brain got that right. Anyway, the dream transitioned to me sitting in the back of my parents' car trying to come up with a good beat. I found one but I woke up shortly afterward.

I was in my 6th grade band hall and my biology teacher was there. Our assignment was to make music (Like, an actual full-fledged song) with a music app. I came up with a pretty awesome rhythm and I was astonished. I put the volume up higher but my biology teacher gave me a look and I put the volume back down.

There were other kids in the dream too. I was largely alone while other kids were in large groups even though it was a solo project. At least my brain got that right. Anyway, the dream transitioned to me sitting in the back of my parents' car trying to come up with a good beat. I found one but I woke up shortly afterward.

06-03-2017 -- This one was from a month ago, jotted it down immediately, but didn't have time to get it on the computer until now. Much of the earliest bits have faded, but I am probably Harry Potter, judging by much of the stuff that comes later. It is late at night and I am trying to get some sleep, but I am rooming with a slightly stuck up but more or less OK Draco Malfoy. So while I am looking for a little bit of private relaxation time before falling asleep, Draco has been getting more and more into muggle electronics, so wants my help setting up his TV, cable box, DVD, video game systems and so on. So I'm kind of half-assing it, hoping in the process he doesn't stumble across porn and go nuts about it.

I've got most of the stuff at least partly hooked up when somebody new wanders in and notices that his VCR doesn't have the cable channels tuned in, so he's only getting 6 or 7 broadcast channels, and the new guy starts to correct that, and is also showing him how to hook up and use his CB radio. Since he's now got other help, I'm more than happy to just turn around and head to bed.

The next thing I know, I find I'm in a new circumstance that relates to several past dreams, including the Doctor Who/BtVS dream of a few months ago, and many others, including various secret passage dreams and more. I find myself outside an old three or four story house that I think I fought a plant in during another dream I can't find to link to, and I have a lot of memories of the last time I was here, and the things I had to do, but not exactly, or in what order, so I'm still having to puzzle a lot of it out.

I start on the West side of the house, can't say what floor, but I'm kind of looking in a window at a room where the mom has fallen through a trap door in the floor (and possibly also time ala the Tonks scene in the above Doctor Who dream) to a lower dungeon-style room. The thing is, she'll need to be rescued on that floor (and in that time), not through the trap door she fell through. Meanwhile, though I should only have a limited view through the window, I can somehow see all kinds of people wandering up and down stairways throughout the house, though they should be out of sight, and quite possibly in other times. Strange.

I move along the back side of the house, the area that most seems like the plant-fighting area, then I find myself in a hallway along the East side of the house, and there are ghosts wandering through the area, some helping and some hindering the regular people. At first I seem to be one of the ghosts, but as time goes on, I become more and more solid. Meanwhile, I am trying to use my half-remembered knowledge from previous dreams to help the regular people solve the 'puzzle' (it's all feeling kind of like a hidden object game), and am giving instructions. I point to one ghost in a room next to the corridor, and ask it to grab some tools and bring it to me.

I realize almost immediately that this is unlikely to work. The ghost is probably not going to be able to pick up the tools, because it is a ghost. But it might be able to pick them up if that room is in the same time as the ghost, but even if it can pick them up, it probably won't be able to take them out of the room, and finally, if it did get them out of the room, then the tools would probably be insubstantial to me, so I probably wasted my time making the request. The ghost grabs the tools, and starts to bring them to me, but as it passes through the doorway, the door slams shut, and I figure the tools remain in the room. But no, the ghost kept them and brought them to me, and I found I was able to hold them, so that's why I figured I must be a ghost, too, at this point.

I follow the East corridor to a large room at the back of the house, where there are a lot of people and ghosts around, and a lot of junk to possibly sort through. One of the ghosts is an old-fashioned housekeeper dressed in the appropriate garb, and looking just like Hermione Baddeley as the housekeeper in Mary Poppins. The room is one where I found Luna Lovegood in another time trap in a different dream, but this time there is no sign of her. Instead it is a long room with piles of junk to actually climb over, and some broken and damaged walls being guarded by an angry and dangerous tiger, who has several tiny ghost tiger cubs in the area. I suddenly manage to remember that I have to find some balls of ghost food to feed the ghost tiger cubs to be able to get by the real tiger.

I ask the housekeeper to hand me the box full of food balls, and I start trying to toss them across the room into the cubs' food bowls, but being ghostly balls, they have no mass, so don't toss well. First I try to help them along by blowing on them, and it helps a little, but not enough. Finally I just throw the entire box of food, which gives it just enough mass to reach the other side of the room, and get a little bit of food in all five bowls. So I carefully creep past the ghost kittens, and the live tiger leaves me alone, and I crawl over more of the stuff, getting nearer and nearer to the ceiling, where I find a sort of secret passage way. It looks like there is a wall, but it's an illusion, and you can move right through it.

I crawl up into a hallway on the floor above, and again I can remember it from other dreams (but not any particular dream the I can link to). I am now in a medium-length corridor. I crawled up through a passage at the floor level, and I know that there is another passage directly across from it at ceiling level, but it seems whatever point I have arrived at, we either have not yet found the step-ladder that we'll need to climb to reach the ceiling passage, or we haven't moved it here yet.

There are doors at both ends of the hallway. The end close to the two secret passages is behind me, and it doesn't seem important. It is probably the first way we entered the hallway, early on in things. I seem to remember the door at the other end of the hallway being locked, and we have to pick the lock. I send my friend off to find the step-ladder, and head to the door at the end of the corridor, just to find it is already unlocked, so we must have already gotten that step taken care of.

Spoiler for Humor and Sex:

I open the door to somehow find myself on the floor, looking into a bathroom. There are three stalls in front of me, and being on the floor, I can see two sets of legs in the first stall, and one pair of legs in the third stall. I recognize those legs and that skirt. It's my girlfriend, Hermione Granger. (Remember, in this dream I'm Harry Potter.) I walk up to the stall right as she opens it and begins to step out. I gently push her back in, give her a passionate kiss, and start feeling her up. She asks me "Is this really the time?" but I don't stop. I gently push her down, pull down her panties, and start eating her out, and she begins to moan.

By this time, the stalls have turned sort of transparent, and we can see the two girls in the stall on the end who are making out (and getting more active as they hear Hermione moaning), and there is another guy standing outside the stalls, watching us as well. I ignore all of them, and just keep on with what I'm doing, enjoying myself immensely. About this time, a ghost drifts into the room.

She is an early ancestor of Hermione's, from perhaps Edwardian times, and is wearing an outfit that looks like one of the Main Street costumes from the Disneyland is Your Land stage show, except instead of being bright red, white and blue, it is in muted shades of brown. The ghost is supposed to come in and start ranting at Hermione about something, and she is just starting her rant when she notices what is going on. "Wha ... what are you ...? Is he ...?" She breaks from the script with "Don't let him get away, girl ... he's a keeper!" Meanwhile, I'm dropping my own pants and pulling her down on me to ever more moans. Very pleasant dream.

06-30-2017 -- Three tonight, all rather fragmenty. (Well, some of them are longer fragments than usual, but I'm still lumping them together.) Third starts (as far as I can remember) at the BP Nazarene church. I'm poking about a little, but some people are giving me some hassles, so I just walk away, down Page, then the side street that takes me out near Orangethorpe. Somehow I walk down the block a bit further, until I turn the corner onto another street, heading back toward Page (Stanton, perhaps.) By this point it is getting a little strange, because I seem to be laying out route lines in Locomotion, putting in tram stops about every four spaces.

Soon I am hitching a ride from Carl Baumer, Starting from next to where the first route ended, heading across and down another side street to Page, ending at a shopping center where I am asking Carl to drop me off. He thinks it is to go to a tire company, but I don't really know what business I am looking for here. I just know I am looking to start a third route where the first ended and the second started, this one going down to Page, then to the right, until it largely completes the pattern I've been setting up.

I am also pausing, glancing around, at an auto repair place I've seen in many dreams that has gotten constantly worse at fixing problems or selling me good cars and cycles, and glancing at a spot in the middle where I am trying to place a station, but having problems of getting it to place, and then finding I'm placing the wrong thing, and its an ad or something, instead of a tram stop.

Don't know how the change happens, but the next thing I know, I'm now driving Uber (no idea what vehicle) and have a little old lady in my car who is telling me to ignore the GPS and just follow her directions. She must know what she is doing, because following her instructions, I now find myself driving her through the Fantasyland paths at the Magic Kingdom, where you can't usually take cars.

But about the time we reach the Hub, it has changed to where I am pushing the lady around in a Publix shopping cart, and I stop and remove her because I think Disney will object to people using Publix carts on their property. I am trying to explain this to the lady (hoping she won't object, because a young family has already taken the cart and loaded their two young girls in it), but she's like "Of course, now come on, we're going to miss the Wild West Show," leading me over into Frontierland.

As we walk along, the speakers are making odd announcements about people dying, and lawyers, and other strange things that have no place in a Disney park. Continuing along (now back in the car) we are passing Margaret, who I am surprised is still alive (its been a long time), and I roll down a window to call out hello to her, but she turns her nose up and ignores me. I think about making a comment about ol' Laser Lips.

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06-30-2017 -- Somehow playing around with (and building) some sort of rolling marble game, where I am trying to tilt a board to make a marble reach different points. There is a tiny hint of stuff about the TARDIS, and patterns painted on the board in a strange red ink that appears and disappears, depending on where you are in the game, and hints of buses or trains as well.

Somehow I then find myself standing around at Knott's Berry Farm, late at night. I don't seem to be really doing anything, so I may be security or something. Vince Williams is here, and is speaking to me about two things. The first is that his van is locked in the parking lot, and there is no way to get it out. (There is a pole system something like the one used at House of Imports), and it seems they lock the parking lot up at night, but don't warn the employees of that fact. The second is that he is muttering something about idiots who set up the bus systems where two buses run in opposite directions on the same street, but each has a different route number. I think about explaining I laid out the system, and it was just coincidence that the two routes are running on the same street, so they shouldn't have the same number, but I don't really feel like bothering.

Meanwhile, I say I think we can get him out of the lot, and I grab a sort of crowbar that is sitting around in the warehouse I am guarding, and approach the pole gate. I remember from my time with House of Imports, a locking system where the crowbar releases a latch within the pole that allows you to open the gate (the real system was nothing like this), and I've soon popped the latch and let Vince out. He's rather happy. Myself, I am hoping I haven't triggered any alarms or gotten myself in trouble.

Anyway, he's driven off, and nothing has happened to me, and I soon find myself in Rosemary's place, and Vince, who is another of the roommates shows up. It is now a day later, and I want to ask him about the situation, and if he got in any trouble the next day, but don't want to tell anyone of the situation, so I'm like "What about ... was there any ...?" "Nope. No mention of it." Meanwhile, I seem to be eating a piece of hard lasagna noodle with spaghetti sauce spread on it, and when Rosemary walks in and sees it, she is freaking out. As I said, only fragments tonight.

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06-30-2017 -- First one is even more fragmented. I am in a warehouse, working security, but it is late at night and dark, and most of the staff has already left, so I am trying to watch something a bit sexy on TV. Unfortunately, there seem to be a few people who are working all night long, and I feel like they are trying to spy on me, so I turn the TV off. A couple of the guys are being rude and obnoxious, saying odd things, making odd threats. It kind of reminds me of Ray Burke a bit, but seemed more wrong and threatening.

Somehow I more or less think I am dreaming, but can't think of any way to test it, so I am kind of wandering around, feeling up the occasional attractive female if I can find her alone, but not daring to be too pushy about it, since I am not sure I am dreaming. One girl is pleasuring a guy, so I pull her skirt down, planning to do a bit of pleasuring, myself, only to find under her skirt is a bit of a metal chassis, rather than legs and human skin and stuff. Very strange.

07-03-2017 -- I'm headed to the Adventurers Club for the evening, as I always do, and have a small part to play in the show (kind of like Margaret had one line she always threw in at Preston's, just to give them the start of a joke, if nobody else did), but tonight it seems someone is missing, and Graham decides to use me to solve the problem. He grabs me, pulls me back stage, and starts throwing me into a costume, planning to make me a larger part of the show.

Meanwhile, I am being forced to swap out some of my regular clothes for the costume parts, and getting ready, and I run into Anne (who is doing Pamelia for the first part of the night), who sees I am helping out, and decides to apologize for the way she's been acting to me the last few years, which kind of blows my mind. Anyway, I'm now dressed in a bit of a pirate costume, and am being dragged through some of the backstage passages and the off-limits cast elevator that I've known from multiple past dreams, while I'm keeping my head down so that the wide-brimmed hat I'm wearing hides my face, in case the Disneyland supervisor who was always trying to cause me trouble happened to be around.

Anyway, I'm walking along with several of the guys, including Glenn, Jay, Karl, and Joe (as well as Graham). I soon find myself being kind of forced into the Beezel 'mask' and being told to read the prompts that are being projected in front of me, but the mask is blocking my vision almost entirely, so I just can't read it, and I'm stumbling along, which is ruining the show. They pull me out, and ridicule me slightly, but it's still friendly and good-natured, and they just cancel that Treasure Room show.

I'm trying to get back out of the mask and ready for the Hoopla, but unfortunately it is taking time, and I end up missing it. I'm just reaching the area when the other performers come running backstage. It must be some sort of Halloween show or something, because all the ladies are kind of half-wrapped up in bandages and wet plaster, and Fairies (one of the female performers whose name I don't know, but she used to sing a song about fairies in her garden) is kind of freaking out an urging people to get the stuff off of her. It seems she is kind of claustrophobic or something, and having all this stuff stuck on her is really difficult for her. I'm commenting on not having realized just how much the ladies had to deal with, while wondering what happened to Anne, since Fairies only plays the Pamelia role.

Soon we're all back in the dressing room, and I'm being told to take off all the costume bits, including the slightly lacy/ruffled undershirt that was comfortable enough that I forgot I was wearing it. Meanwhile, it seems the female performers wanted to thank me for helping out today, so they all decided to flash me for just an instant, but somehow I just knew what they were going to do, and at that particular moment it didn't feel right, so I turned around at just the right moment to miss it. Meanwhile, I'm still struggling to get out of my tights. Sheesh!

Soon we're all in our street clothes, and ready to exit the dressing room, and moving on we're going to have to pass through a gauntlet of fans, and the others have decided to stop and pose for some photos, just so they can pull me into them and make sure I'm credited for my evening's work, seeming to not realize how much I have having my picture taken. Meanwhile, I somehow have a basketball in my shirt, and I am trying to get rid of it. I pose in the back, where I am mostly blocked by the others, and give a little wave at people, and then we're about to move on, heading to the employee exit. The problem is, I glance down at my feet and realize I have no shoes or socks. I must have left them in the dressing room. I tell the others I'll be right back.

So I make it back to the dressing room, and I manage to quickly find both my shoes and one sock. But the other one is missing. They are the short ankle socks, in the dark grays. I also explain to Andre, the wardrobe guy, why I am back, and that I am not trying to steal any of the costume bits, just get my shoes. Soon I'm heading back out, and trying to catch up with all the others. I hurry through a backstage section that I am not at all familiar with, and eventually catch up with a couple of the ladies in a bit of an obstacle course kind of area, and they are forcing me to swing on a bit of a trapese (half trapese, half zip line) to cross the room. Since it is only about a foot above the floor, it is no big deal, but I land on a trap door which drops me down to the next room, so its still a bit startling.

In the new room, the third female performer is complaining that the other two forced me into using that method of getting through the room before I was ready, and goes back to give them a piece of her mind. Meanwhile, I continue forward through what almost seems to be a warehouse of magical props, as I am glancing at sponge balls and colorful cups and linking rings and scarves and the rest. Cool dream, overall.

2017, 07-03

Blind Photos
I am with a couple other women at a national park of some kind. We are there to put together photos for a project we’re doing. One of the women with me has a nice camera to do the photography with. We start on the tour, which involves following a path along the edge of a deep canyon. There are beautiful sights all around, tall cliffs, green forested areas, and far below there is a river glistening in the sunlight. We walk for a while and the woman with the camera is taking a lot of photos. I notice something that we should make sure to get a photo of. It’s a section of the cliff on the other side of the canyon that somehow has created the illusion that the rock itself is flowing like a waterfall. The woman with the camera doesn’t seem to care. When she isn’t using the camera, I take it and then I take a photo of the strange rock phenomena. The woman gets mad at me for taking her camera. I am annoyed but I return it, I am annoyed because I thought we were all supposed to help with this project. We go back to the entry area at the park and the woman with the camera meets up with a man in a doctor coat. They are discussing how to cure her blindness… but if she’s blind then how was she taking photos? I am thinking about that when I wake up.


It’s Time to Duel!
I am in an apartment or small house that is not my own. I am there sitting in a bedroom with my ex-boyfriend James. I am looking through some YuGiOh cards and pulling some of them out to use in a new deck idea I have. I am actually choosing cards without much real idea of how they will work together. As I am doing that James comes over and starts looking at the cards I have chosen. He looks through them and makes comments about my choices. I tell him to mind his own business. I know I will have to duel against him in the tournament and I don’t like the idea he is getting a sneak peek at all of my cards. He will know exactly what to expect, and I count that as cheating. He insists he is only trying to help. I decide to leave and make my deck on my own. I take my cards and get in my car to drive home. I think maybe I can stop at Walmart and buy more cards, and if I get something good I can add it to my deck to give James an unexpected surprise. I pull into Walmart and park, going into the store. The rows of shelves are like a maze, and I am not sure where to find the YuGiOh cards. I am looking at some transforming Star Wars action figures that caught my eye when I wake up.

 
Free Cash
I am in the mall by myself. I look around, not sure why I have come to the mall right now. I walk down one of the paths and look at the stores along the way. The halls make the mall more of a maze than a normal mall. I keep following the different hallways and now I am mainly looking to find a way out of this crazy place. There are other people shopping in the mall but they seem oblivious to the idea the mall’s layout is anything other than normal. I turn down another hall and I see something on the ground. When I get closer I see it’s a small stack of cash. I pick the stack up and glance around, no one is paying any attention to me. I keep going down the hall and I find a nook with some seats in it. There is no one else there so I sit down and start counting my money. To my disappointment they are all $1 bills. The bills are as crisp and new as if they were just printed today. I count through them and determine I probably have about $50. While it’s disappointing that they’re singles, finding $50 is nothing to spit on. I get up and slide the money into my pocket. I still had to find a way out of this crazy mall. I go back out into the main hall but then everything around me fades to black and I wake up.

In my dream, I was with my parents, I think. At some point, I checked my hands, and realized that I was dreaming. I looked at my hand to stabilize my dream, and I remembered my lucid goal to go through a mirror and meet up with the voice that called me for help. I climbed through my bathroom mirror and found myself inside what appears to be the ground floor of a lighthouse. I walked out to a city by the ocean, and I rubbed my hands together and felt the breeze on my skin, but I still ended up waking up.

In the morning I'm in bed, I can't recall if this was lucid or not but I was in control, and I started thinking about physical contact. Much to my surprise, this thinking lead to the feeling of arms wrapped around my stomach and holding me tight. This freaked me out a bit because I don't like unwarranted touching, so after some struggle I kicked the invisible hands away and went down stairs as fast as possible. I didn't expect whatever it was to follow, but I also didn't want to chance more unwanted hugs. Downstairs my family was there and for whatever reason, my mother had a bunch of sexual toys in her arms. I tried to get outside but sadly she forced a pink, vibrator I think into my hands. I wasn't to keen on it and tried to get rid of it, that happened easily as someone tackled me and it fell out of my hands. It was a guy, tall and obviously not my age but young. As nice as it was to have men falling for me, it wasn't nice to have them falling into me and with obvious reason. After he started kissing my neck, images of a movie character I like smiling down at me showed in my head almost blocking my view of his face, I made every effort to shove him off and it worked. But then I had to run because he chased me, I went into the house thinking someone might help but he was in there as well. Leaning back in a chair we don't own in the living room, he pulled me over and I half sat in his lap and half spilled over his right shoulder trying to get away. I think I didn't try so hard because it was nice being held but also not in this way and at this moment. I also think when I got out of his arm.hold that he let me go, because I think he could have held on longer. I ran away from the house and in a more overhead camera view, I saw myself running and him in the front yard looking at me go. I could hear him say he was going to get me back, he said it to a friend and even though I wasn't there I heard it clearly but in a whisper.

The dream started out at nighttime in my old home's living room, the area seemed a bit different but I can't remember how. I was talking to my older brother, about nothing I can remember, when suddenly there was this rattle at the window and loud screeching. Kind of how I imagine a banshee's screech along with a bat squeak would sound like. The thing looked like the child of a bat/mantis/leaf hybrid with green and yellow colours to keep the leaf effect. It kept trying to fly through the widow screen and looking at me as it continued it's manic sounds. I of course backed away from the window (I do remember now why it seemed strange, the window was the door window to the other part of the house we had added on.) I was frightened and thought it was going to come through and harm me, my brother however rushed out of the room to the side door to go fetch it. (Meaning he assumed it was outside, however with the setup of the house it was just in the other room and he never entered the outside door to the room or we would have seen and heard that.) In a little while later he came back with the thing sandwiched between some bread? and held it closer to me, but I backed off and said I didn't want it's head that close because it's mouth was open and showed it's many teeth. It looked more like a bat-dragon in the head shape. My brother showed us how it wrapped itself up in a shiney silver looking cape, it must have been curled up inside because the shape was like a circle. The back of the cape also had a grey symbol on it, a V with a line going across from each side to make it look like an upside down A. Then from the bottom point of the V upward was a line. That's all I really remember, but everyone was fascinated with it. I remember thinking it must be a bat type, but also thinking why my brother captured it in his hands.

Key:
Side Notes (Can be in Parenthesis)
Title
Dream
Lucid

Mental

I was in a mental hospital, my Mother was there. I walked away from her and the lady who was typing what meds I take.
I was walking back thinking what that other med was...A lady walked by me and says "Ranitidine"
I get by the computer and I am about to say it but the computer person did it already.
I don't trust this place, I feel like they kill the patients.
They take all the patients somewhere and one woman told me "You can go on the computer."

Firelane

It was raining, a girl with black hair was walking on the Firelane at school, no one in sight.

Crime and Punishment

There was a road block, passed by the school football field it had it's big lights on covering the field.
It was around 10:30 PM. I was now at the school in the lobby (the lobby looks like the middle school's lobby).
I told the cop two people here are criminals, I point at Kasie but can't find the other one.
Everyone gets mad and the cops says "You're in big trouble, that's a felon."
Another Part of the Dream:
A football player told someone "Our games usually end at 10 PM"

Accidental Murder

I was at a Walking Dead BB Gun tourney. There was a woman sitting on a chair, sweating, she was Mexican.
(The room I was in looked like something from Splash from Black Ops 3 Multiplayer)
I shot her in the face with my BB, which you're supposed to do, but I noticed she was bleeding and blood was coming
out of her mouth.
Later at home, I realized I just killed someone for the first time.

Season 7 and 8

I watched the Walking Dead S7 E1-E4 to catch up for Season 8, One Episode 4 there was a big chocolate factory.
I thought 'I gotta invest in a Chocolate Factory' it would be good for a Zombie Apocalypse. Someone also spoiled
who dies in the season and I scrolled up fast, I don't like getting spoiled.
I looked up Season 8 on Youtube and saw a Video Titled "The Walking Dead Season 8 Comic Con Trailer"
The thumbnail showed Negan with lots of shaving cream or something on his face.
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I had a good amount of Dreams today, I'm on a Streak! I like writing/typing down my dreams, to be honest I don't like dreams like these but at least I got more content for the Story I'm making. People are already setting off their Fireworks, hopefully it won't be like that during the night when people are trying to sleep.
July 3rd, 2017

I had been sleeping, on my bed in my current home. When I awoke, I knew instantly that something was off and as I struggled to open my eyes to see the sunlight room around me; I figured out what was wrong, the struggle. Having my doubts about the realism of the situation, I decided to do a reality check of counting my fingers. I could feel my hands and though my vision was slanted and blurry, I brought them close to my face to see. The original count I messed up but when I almost blinked and lost sight of my hands, I quickly forced my eyes to stay open as I tried to look at my hands. Sadly, although I could feel them and knew where they were, I could not see them; I was having a hard enough time seeing already but there was nothing there when there should have been two hands, this sparked my full lucidity and I tried to get up. This failed and although I was convinced I could escape this situation, my dream said otherwise and my eyes closed and ended the dream.

This feeling and false awakening situation happened again and again a few more times until I hit another dream.

The best dream I've had in awhile! The beginning is a bit fuzzy, but I found myself in a beautiful version of my city - it was sunny and warm, white clouds. I became lucid. At first I called out to my mother - I do this a lot but I can never find her - then I remembered that, and decided to try to find people from this site, and that castle I have read about here. I was absolutely stunned at how solid everything was. At some point a guy and a girl were helping me. I told them this was a dream. I kept looking up at the bright blue sky amazed at how real it all was. I was literally yelling out ' Is there anyone from the Dream Views site here?' I was also asking random people if they knew of a castle. My awareness was incredible, in all my years of lucid dreaming this was the most stable dream I have ever had. And I noticed when it was losing stability, and I would somehow focus it back. At certain points I became aware of the real world - noises like my dog barking. But somehow I knew how to push that away. Anyway, the guy that was helping me pointed at the sky behind me. I turned and saw these dark clouds forming into a tornado. (Tornados are a repetitive dream of mine) It was right in front of me. I thought 'OK this thing is going to suck me up, then I will fall (another recurring dream: falling from great heights...my fear comes from hitting the ground because I know if I see it happen my brain will create the pain, even though I know its not real, I will still feel it) Still fully lucid, up I went into the sky, I remained calm and waited for the fall. When I started to fall I closed my eyes knowing that if I couldn't see the ground, I would never hit it. I worked! I opened my eyes and I was standing on the ground. This gave me even more confidence of the control I had. I knew that I needed to stay extremely focused on what I wanted. It was almost like the dream was trying to distract me or something...the equivalent of mind wandering when your awake I suppose. Another thing that was very different from my regular dreams: there were people everywhere. One thing that I was having difficulty with was the fact that I was in my city....it was everywhere and I was slightly doubtful about finding a castle here. But then I found this big, tall building. It didn't look like a regular castle. But I was thinking that it might be it. So I went inside, asking the many, many people if this was the Dream Views castle. Again there were a lot of people and it was all kind of hectic. It was more like a school than anything. I found myself in a library of sorts. I was rather frantically looking at everything - pictures on the walls, books - anything that could tell me what this building was, and trying to remember everything so i could recall it when i woke up. I also knew that anything with writing might not be very helpful because in my experiences writing or numbers keep changing resulting in nonsense. Some of the books had symbols. There was one book that said a recognizable word: Focus. Then I found myself in a courtyard. This was when I remembered how I couldn't fly in my last lucid dream and I just knew that I would be able to do it now. So I took a running start and flew up and around. Its been so long since I've been able to fly...it was amazing. Something else that was new was that I would find my eyes closed and I would be worried that by opening them, I might actually open my real eyes and wake up. But everytime, I remained in the dream. There was a point were everything started to get fuzzy and distorted, but I was able to focus the dream back. At one point I even tried to call out my daughters name - in real life - with the intention of bringing her to where I was sleeping to talk to her about what was happening in my dream. But as usual, my voice probably didn't make a sound. What finally did wake me up was my dog barking. As the dream began to fade I was trying to open my eyes but I geuss SP was still in effect because it was extremely difficult. Then I opened them, and remembered everything. It was such a good feeling...I'm not broken anymore!!