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I was playing Age of Empires. I was building houses in a big square, then I started putting down starbursts instead of houses. Bernie was there and we had to go do something so I stopped. We were in the laundry room and I was doing laundry. I washed the clothes I had been wearing the day before. My old cell phone was in them when I took them out of the wash. At first I was mad, but then I realized it was my old one so I didn't need it. Surprisingly it still worked perfectly fine. Bernie had to get his jeans out of the dryer. They weren't done drying but he took them anyway because he had to leave. Then Geoff was down there and so were some people I didn't know, but this didn't seem strange at all. He was saying something about going to see kid kuddi with some other group. I said I dunno, kid kuddi is fucking wack, that stuff's not really my style. There was this black guy in the corner with a crazy mustache who agreed with me. I forget what he said. His mustache was giant. It was like a handlebar mustache but at least 3x longer and really wide too. He was combing it, and part of it was wrapped up in a tube or something. As I watched him I started doing something with this fur that was coming out of my shoe, combing it and cutting it. When he said something to me I told him that he had a badass mustache. We talked about it for a minute, but that's all I remember.

I lay in bed for a long time trying to fall back to sleep. I heard my little brother playing out in the hall and figured school must have been canceled since he left right before I went back to bed. He kept getting louder and louder until he was right next to my bed being really loud. I jumped out of bed and yelled why are you in my room, I'm trying to sleep! Then I noticed that I wasn't in my room, I was downstairs and had been sleeping on the couch. I knew I went back to bed in my room so I thought this must be a dream. I put my finger through my hand to check. Then I went upstairs to my room to look for Madison, who I thought would be there for some reason. It was dark and I tried to flick the lights on but it didn't work(duh). I said her name to see if she was there but she wasn't. I started to clamber down the stairs but I realized that I was getting too excited and tried to calm myself down. I felt the walls as I walked downstairs and used the sensation to keep me in the dream.

I walked out the front door and there were two huge wide apple trees, one on both sides of the walk. There were giant green apples on the tree, the size of small cantaloupes, and I grabbed a few. I walked out into the street. There were two guys in weird outfits on bikes. They were riding in circles and doing stunts. One guy tried to do a backflip and landed on his face. I threw an apple and hit him in the head when he got back on his bike.

Then I tried to fly, but couldn't. So I decided to climb the walls instead. I was next to a fence so I jumped most of the way up and climb on top. I remember it being hard to get on top. Then I climbed onto the roof of a house. I decided to go to Ben;s for some reason but I think I just went inside of the house I was on. I said something to Ben's brothers and his mom. Then I went upstairs to this hallway with no doors that led to another staircase going back down. I turned around and Madison was there. She said so you've been looking for me and kissed me. Then we walked downstairs and went outside holding hands. When we got outside she turned into a different person, she had a different hairstyle and face. I tried to turn her back, she changed and looked more like her but it didn't really work. I said, your not Madison. She said, so? I said something else and walked down the street and started looking for her again. The street turned into a busy downtown street all lit up with neon signs, like in NYC. There were shops and vendors everywhere and I went around looking for her.

*CONCERT GOAL*

Then there was some kind of power outage and almost all the lights went out. It was late, dark out. I saw some lights up ahead and walked toward them. There was a crowd of people and I saw a stage. I remembered the concert goal and earnestly walked closer. When I got to the front it was a rap concert and I was thoroughly disappointed. I got up on stage and said something like pshaw this is wack(AHAHAH, pshaw is a word in the spellchecker but wack is not). I looked at a spot on the stage and said Marshall stack. It didn't work exactly but I made this foam mat appear. The I said twin reverb a couple times. I managed to make some speakers appear but they were small ones, like stage monitors. Then I made a bass amp that was a little bigger, but still really small. I saw the other guitarist carry an amp out from backstage. I went back to find another and saw this tweed amp that looked like my friend derricks. When I picked it up it looked completely different. It had a bunch of nobs, switches and lights of different shapes and colors and the front was angular. I carried it out on stage where everything was set up now. I plugged in and started playing a few notes to check the sound. Then I started playing this light jam that built up into this trem picking melody. I couldn't keep up with it because I was sleeping on my arm and it wasn't working right(I noticed this when I went to pick up the amp too). I couldn't get a good look at the audience but there were less people now, maybe 50 tops.

I had a dream where I was driving around the neighborhood, maybe on my way home. I stopped at a stop sign and got out of the car, but I was still in the car, hard to explain. The car was still there, running, but I was still driving down the street. I turned right to swing around back to get it but the roads were different than in reality and I ended up on a main road. I tried to turn right again and ended up on the highway. I was almost out of gas and felt nauseated or maybe really drunk and I really didn't want to be on the highway. I tried to turn off but just kept getting further out.
There was an earlier part of the dream where I was standing on the sidewalk outside of my car arguing with a police officer(I have a speeding ticket to pay in real life that I'm not too happy about).

In another I was at this party with some friends and a bunch of people I didn't know. I somehow ended up with 2 bags of weed even though I came with none. This made me start to think it was a dream, but I never became lucid, instead I took a nap on the couch. Then I got up and went down to the basement where some bands were playing. It was huge, bigger than any indoor venue I've been to. I remember flirting with some girls and but everything is kinda fuzzy.

I was on the beach doing some kind of competition involving a mud pit. There was a part afterwords where I was dancing with this girl. There was a fire and some kind of party. She kept transforming, at one point into a girl I used to have a crush on and we made out.

I walked out of my house and got into a tan Saturn. I decided to take it instead of my car because it had better gas mileage. From the moment I started it I had thoughts like whose car is this, are they gonna need it. I was suspiscious of my surroundings but didn't come to the conclusion it was a dream. I put all my money(8$) in the gas tank. It nearly filled it which at first made me happy but then I realized I had no money to do whatever I left the house to do. I tried to call David but he didn;t answer. I drove around aimlessly. I stopped at an intersection for this all natural restaurant with all these signs about eating healthy.

I pulled in somewhere nearby. I was in this building that looked like an airport riding this plane of glass like it was a snowboard. It moved on it's own even on flat ground. There was an old guy next to me on a skimpy matress fashioned into a scooter in the same way. It moved without wheels. Most people were walking but I saw some other scooters. I remember feeling bad because there was something I needed to do but couldn't remember what. THis feeling distracted me from how fun riding on a piece of glass was. I focused on it for a second. I rode down some long stairs and thought this is unreal, like something in a dream or a video game, but I still didn't become lucid.

Then I was in this place that looked like a bathroom, and part of it turned into one later as I walked around. It said Toledo Museum of Space in big metal letters. Around this time I somehow bit into a piece of glass. I freaked out a little and started looking for a drinking fountain so I could rinse my mouth out. I saw a button next to this strange contraption and assumed it was one, but when I got close I noticed it was some kind of audio for the display. However there was a drinking fountain right next to it. There was I woman standing near it on her cell phone talking to the management about how it was broken and her son desperately needed some water, even some hot water would do. When she moved I used it like there was nothing wrong with it at all.

I spit out bits of glass, then a quarter, then half of my tooth. It was my back molar on the bottom left. I walked around feeling bad about losing it wondering if it was because of the new toothpaste I've been using. A little girl had a bottle of purple windex and was spraying it just for fun. I covered the nozzle with my hand as I walked passed to keep from being sprayed in the face. The parents of the girl finally noticed and tried to stop her. I felt very depressed about my tooth and all my actions were limp and lifeless walking around aimlessly.

It was thanksgiving. I was at my aunts house, but not the one where we usually go for thanksgiving. I had this huge cup of tea, it was like a bowl. My aunt asked me for some. I tried to pour it but I spilled it all over the table(this is very reminiscent of when I was making spaghetti sauce yesterday and was pouring things from big containers into small ones and making a mess). At first she seemed mad. Then she spilled her own cup jokingly and on purpose and helped me clean it up. Then I was in the kitchen talking to a girl I'd never seen before. She wasn't part of the family and explained how she was a recovering drug addict who knew my aunt. We talked a lot and really connected. Then we were in a train station about to go somewhere together, the conversation never really ended, it was continuous through the scene change.

I was in my room eating candy with my little brother. I was eating these fancy jellybeans of odd sizes. One was jallapeno flavored from Tony Pacos, and the other was strawberries and cream. My little brother had pixie stix and was trying to open them by slamming them on something. I told him not to because he would lose all the sugar out here, and all the sudden we were outside in the snow, like there was nothing strange about it.

I had 3 LDs in a row that were almost identical. I was in my room and I stuck my finger through my hand. I immediatly tried to find a way out of my room so I could smoke(apparently I didn't trust it enough to be a dream to smoke inside). In one I was woken up by noises made by people in real life before I could get anywhere. In the other two I slipped out my window. It was really strange, I could go through the glass like it wasn;t there, but not the metal, so I had to slip through the tiny panes. When I made it outside I looked around and started thinking about where I could find some weed. I always got woken up by people making noise before I could do anything.

I was in my kitchen. My mom was arguing with my brother, trying to get him to do his homework. I was really irritated because I wanted them to be quiet. Then I remembered the reason I wanted them to be quiet was so that I could get back to sleep. I stuck my finger through my hand and became lucid. I walked toward the front door. I noticed it was locked but I just opened it as if it wasn't. I walked south. There were a bunch of people outside, more than I had ever seen in real life(I realize now that this happens a lot in my dreams). I tried to pull a cigarette case out of my pocket but it wasn't there. I tried all my pockets(my mind was moving to fast to really focus on the task). Then I saw Ian. I said Ian, do you still have my cigarettes. He said yeah and threw a pack at me. It went out of my line of sight and when I looked where they were there was just a cellophane wrapper floating in the air. I asked him where they went and he threw them to me again, the exact same image, but this time straight to me and I caught them. I was close to bancroft which was a blur of speeding cars and I turned around. I opened the pack and saw many different kinds of cigarettes, but no weed. I didn't really want a cigarette so I just kept throwing them out looking through the pack. Then I saw a car and decided I wanted to see what it would be like to get hit by a car. I ran at it as fast as I could but I wasn't fast enough and it was gone. I looked through the cigarettes more, don't remember anything else.

I remember some fragments from another dream. I was at this really cool park. There was something about birds, stones and souls. I met this really smart little kid. I might have been flying or on a swing or in a tree at some point. I also remember this huge bathroom where even though there were 30 different toilets everyone in there followed me and pissed right next to me.

I had a dream where I was messing with my guitar, setting it up or something. I saw my brother in the room across from me messing with a guitar he got for christmas(in the dream, don't really remember this part, but sort of knew it). He was tuning it with a boss tuner pedal and I was thinking why does he have such a fancy expensive tuner if he can't even play? He had a bunch of other stuff he got for christmas, like this big blue platform. I thought it was for the guitar at first but when I went in there to talk to him he told me it was the wave rider for the wii. He showed me this game he got that was like mario tennis but as a 3d platform game. The tennis ball was really big too. He kept getting forced backwards, which made him lose. Then I was playing.
There was another part where I had to go to the bathroom, but someone was calling me on my cellphone. I didn't wanna answer it in the bathroom so I put the toilet in the hall. It ended up being a telemarketer for this commercial I saw when my mom was watching TV while I was cooking. It was this scam where the sell you a computer for a low monthly payment that over time ends up costing you way more than if you just bought it at the store, and they throw in a free tv and printer to make it seem worth it. The woman asked me if I had my first payment ready. I said what payment? She started telling me about the computer and all that and I got really pissed and told how shitty it is for them to scam people like this. She apologized and told me she would take me off the list of people to call. Then my sister walked by and I realized I was sitting in the hall on the toilet with my pants down. I felt awkward but didn't realize it was a dream.
In an earlier part of the dream my mom wanted me to move this wooden piece of furniture down to the basement. It was some kind of really low stool had a rectangular seat that curved in the middle. The size of it kept changing and sometimes it was a table, sometimes a stool. At first I was mad and didn't really want to, I think I was in the middle of doing something, but then I got distracted and didn't really care. But by that time my youngest brother was sleeping on it and wouldn't move. He just sat on it half asleep smiling saying NOOOO, I don't wanna move. I did something to make him laugh and got him off of it. Then we just ended up moving it 3 feet, to a really odd spot in front of another chair.

I lay in bed conscious of my real body again laying as still as I could. Thoughts started to come but I sort of focused on my brain and they stopped. Not sure exactly what I was doing, it was very intuitive. It was like my thoughts had a lot of unconscious desire behind them that moved them but if I looked at them they stopped. I felt my consciousness sliding backwards/upwards into my brain. I got kind of excited because I knew I was about to go straight back into another LD and the process jarred and stopped. I calmed myself down and it started again and I watched as I slipped into a dream
I was in bed. I felt very strange. My head hurt like I had been thinking extremely hard, harder than I actually could in waking life. My movement was all screwed up too, I'm guessing this is caused by SP seeping into the dream. I rolled over and it felt like I might have opened my eyes(my real ones). I saw my meditation cushion superimposed over the dream, everywhere I looked it floated in the air. I got out of bed in a jerky motion and had to grab the doorknob immediately because I had no balance.
The image went away when I steeped out into the hall but my movement was still pretty screwed up. I saw myself in a mirror. My boxers were bunched up and I had a shirt on that looked odd too. I wasn't 100% sure it was a dream though I assumed it was. I looked to the left in the direction of the computer room and instead I saw a huge archway that looked like the on downstairs only at least 3x bigger. From this I knew it was a dream. The room it led to was big but completely empty. I ran around it excitedly. I ran around exploring other rooms but I don't remember what was in them, they were all fairly barren. I saw a bunch of archways, smaller than the first, but all in a row. They looked like infinite regression in mirrors. I decided I wanted to go step into a mirror. I found one and ran at it but it didn't work, I just crashed into it and ran off laughing. Then I remember that one of my goals is to step into an MC Escher drawing or a Van Gogh painting. I decided that I would find one in the next room I walked into. I walked into the room, and there was a painting, but it wasn;t by either of them(it looked sort of like one of these, but more angular, more based off my own aesthetics). I stared at it transfixed realizing that this painting was a spontaneous creation of my own subconscious. There were animals in it but I can't really remember what it was of. There was an artists signature on it that said Artic or Artec(Artec is the brand of one of my guitar pedals). As I stared at the painting more paintings popped up all around the room. I don't remember any of them vividly, but they were all by the same artist(all had the signature) in the same style. I was too awestruck to try to step into one.

I heard a sad crying. It was like the wailing of a poor creature. I walked around a large tent and i saw a huge tiger in a cage. I saw it cry out. It coughed and choked and wailed again. I felt it, i could feel everything. It was as good as dead.

I was lying there trying to fall asleep again after the first LD telling myself, I am going to have a LD. I got pretty comfortable and sleepy and my mind started to wander. I started thinking about skateboarding, about Burnside(the cement skatepark in the original tony hawk game) and what it would be like to do 540s and 720s over the spine, landing on the ground. I started to get some HI and saw an image of this, 3rd person. Then I was dreaming, I was at the top of a giant wooden rollin. It wasn't very steep but it was 20-40 feet tall. There were two ledges and one of them went down the rollin. I thought how could you skate these? Then I was sitting on the ledge that went down with my board on the ground riding down it. I became lucid while moving and decided to air off the quarter pipe across from it. I was going extremely fast. I launched into the air and became nervous because I had never done this in real life and didn't know what to expect. I was about 10 feet above the coping and I started flying because it wasn't working right. I got too excited and woke up, but not all the way.