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13/10/2010 well i really should have written this down as i woke up but here goes. i revisited a place similar to one i keep visiting and i can only suggest that it is some kind of dream college. there was one massive rectangular hall with high ceilings that i was using as a flying practice zone. there was an old school style to the rest of the building and the grounds were like some manor house. this is about 10% of what i remembered on awakening...

I'm driving down a hill, I have a coffee in one hand, I start to lose control of the car because my one hand is occupied, but I won't put the coffee down for some reason. I swerve all over the road and bump into cars and drive on the sidewalk, but I'm watching myself do this from the top of the hill as I'm doing it. After I get out of the car, someone says "well that's not really an example of good driving, is it?" I was hoping nobody would notice what happened.

I remembered so much more less than an hour ago...

I'm sitting at long table at some sort of sorority semi-formal/function. I seem to be sitting with Mike and Maddie. I then hear my name and look around. Eventually I catch eye with Arthur whose sitting on the second catwalkish deck on the far side of the room. He comes downstairs, wearing a white basketball jersey with red lining. We go over to the beer where I ask him for a cup. We small-talk, and I consider telling him about Wells Fargo and Causalitea. We go back up to his table where we continue to talk. Eventually I come down and sit on this tall stool that is directly behind my original table. The room we are in sorta resembles Harry's from NYC. I notice that Mike and Maddie are gone and I feel a shred of guilt that they may think I ditched them. But I quickly notice that everyone is gathered around the front of the room, and everyone is also in white - it looked like a gathering of angels. So I continue lounging on the chair, until what seems to be the social chair purports that she had already asked me to get down from that chair once. I disagree with her, and eventually she gives in. I'm then transported next a metro rail bus station. There's a group us, and it turns out several of them are Heathwood kids including Hunter Lipscomb. Idk why we were together, or what the context was, but I start raising hell that "y'know all these heathwood kids are from columbia right?" I seem worried that they might think I mean Columbia, Missouri. But they get it and contest "But they're from downtown". Idk why this matters, but I argue and say no they're not. And eventually yell that I'm from downtown and should know. I remember thinking that I'm probably not even technically from downtown. Through all of this I see some sort of patrol cop or officer in grey laying under a folded box. I can only see his upper body. I ignore it at first, but then another officer in the distance points at it forcing us to acknowledge it. I for some reason pretend I hadn't seen it before. I then notice two blinking red lights and instantly become scared that a bombs about to blow and run. I run behind a tree and watch a bomb-defuser try to defuse it. Something explodes in a whiff of smoke and suddenly a parachute encapsulates the bomb defuser. He floats and falls to the ground 15 yds in front of me. Jean Robert Bellande gets out of the bag.

So I successfully turned my alarm on for 4 hours and 30 minute after I fell asleep, but for some reason my biological clock keeps waking me up before the alarm goes off! This is really frustrating because I can't fall back sleep for like an hour after I get woken up.

My roommate breathes loud, and there is a street right outside my window that has cars and ambulances and police even at 4 am. So I had to stay up for maybe an extra hour just trying to WILD. I only fell asleep after I stopped trying and totally lost consciousness. I feel like so far my dreams have been longer and more realistic, but overall my dream recall has decreased and my quality of sleep has gone way down. I have to sleep for 9 hours and I toss a lot more during the night. I don't fall asleep as fast either.

I need to read up on more WILDing techniques because maybe I'm not doing it right and need more guidance. I hope to start having LDs from this journey soon because otherwise there are only consequences

Dream 1-- Gettin Girls with my Grandad

So it's me, my dad, my grandfather, and my grandmother. We are walking around some place that isn't distinct. There isn't much going on in this dream. Basically we walk the same path over and over, as if it's like a level in Mario that you keep playing until you win.

In this path, I find different girls every time and it's like I approach them really easily and casually, with confidence that they will just want to talk and we will get along. We talk for a little bit and then I bring the girl up to my dad at first. I say "Jeff, Sarah, Sarah, Jeff" they shake hands and then my dad makes the whole situation awkward. I have this feeling like I did the whole thing wrong that I if I could do it over again I would do it better.

Restart the level.

We are walking again and I see this really attractive blonde girl. I walk up to her and we start talking. I then bring her up to my dad and do the "Jeff, girl, girl, Jeff" routine. And the same thing happens. This time when I go through the sequence though, I notice that my grandfather is with us and could provide an alternative approach to the problem. It's like I'm in Ender's Game, where I keep replaying this level and trying new things.

Restart the level.

We are walking and I spot this amazing brunette. We start talking, and there isn't even anything going wrong when I talk to the girl. She and I are getting along really well and I'm like introducing her to my Grandfather just to seal the deal in a way. So I walk over to my granfather, and his face looks tanner and darker than usual. His teeth are more golden and it's like his face is almost blotting out the sun from the angle I'm looking at him. It's glorious and weird simultaneously. Anyway, I do the whole introduction but this time its "Mel..vin, girl, girl, Melvin." They shake hands and my grandfather starts teasing her and having a good time with her, it's great! He's the best wingman ever.

I think this represents how I see my dad/grandad in real life. My dad is socially awkward most of the time and doesn't handle conversations with attractive women very well. Instead, he will just gawk at them from afar and comment at how beautiful they are. My grandad, however, is the most social person ever. He will just talk to whoever is in front of him. I know he is cool and outgoing, and my subconscious obviously agrees! Awesome, now I have gathered some more information about how I feel.

Dream 2-- Playing Chess with the Wrestling Team

So, I used to play Chess. A lot. It was my main passion for about 2 or 3 years. I would go to tournaments and they would all follow basically the same format. There would be a bunch of people just spread out across a wide open room. They would set up a line of chess boards over these white tables, and there would be two chairs on either side. It was always the same.

In this dream, I'm playing chess against somebody I can't remember, but I'm 99% sure he was from my high school, which is a DreamSign I can't seem to remember to RC when I see!! He pulls out this black clock that has a little screen, and he obviously doesn't know how to use it or what the rules are. He tells me to set it for thirty minutes, so I set it for 20 each and tell him we will get 10 extra minutes at a certain time in the future. It didn't make sense at all, but he bought the excuse.

We start playing, and as we are playing, the pieces disappear. This reminds me of when I used to play mental chess, where you had no pieces on the board but you would just write down moves to double-check what move it was, etc. So, the dream seems to fast forward to this really weird position, where his king is in the corner. I can't tell where my pieces are or what to do, so I take a really long time thinking about the situation. I'm trying to checkmate him, but as I analyze the situation there doesn't seem to be a move.

I look over at the clock and I have 11 seconds, so I immediately make a move that wasn't thought out. Suddenly we move to differently table and the pieces reappear. My opponent then takes one of my pieces, but the move was totally illegal. I call him out on it and it doesn't understand so I stop the clock, which hit zero on my time, raise my hand and call over a TD. This was classic procedure during a tournament.

The TD walks out of thin air, and happily listens to my request. The opponent moved one of my pieces and should be DQed or have to take his move back and I get more time. The TD says I'm right with a little laughter.

I look back and the chess set it gone. Instead, there are members of the wrestling team all sitting around in various spots along the table in front of me and on the right hand side of the room. Apparently they are serving dinner, and I know full well that I won't be having any somehow. As they each come out, one by one, with their plates we all comment on the size of their meal. All of these people are in my high school, which is my largest Dream Sign, GRR!! Alex Chuka, who isn't on the team, has a large pastrami sandwich and a bunch of mac n' cheese on his plate. Will Hicks, who also isn't on the team, has a lot of meat on his plate. There are more but I don't remember any specifically except this one baldish kid who was always really intense and didn't talk much. He got a moderate amount of food, and sat down right next to me.

The whole time I was jealous everyone got to ate but I was also adamant in not eating food and resisting the temptation. Maybe I'm thinking about how I had to cut weight when I was on the team or how I'm on a diet now, either way the whole self-restraint thing was brutal. I went Passive Observer at this point.

Dream Fragment 3-- Lower School Quizzes

So I'm back in Lower School, and I'm taking these quizzes that don't make any sense to me. I think this is the first dream I've ever had where I actually attempted to do math problems. I'm in lower school, but the quiz has Calculus questions on it, but I don't register that as weird. I'm taking the quiz and I get stuck on this one problem that has three options for answers.

I look at the problem, and back at the answers, and back and forth. As I keep switching, in hindsight I can see that the answers would change as I kept understanding the problem better and got a better idea for what the correct answer would be. One answer turned into something that was blantantly wrong, so I could stratch it off the list. The other answers remained possibilities, but I remember finally coming to an assured conclusion after maybe 3 minutes of trying to solve it.

I think this is a classic example of how text will shift and move when you look at it twice. I didn't pick up the dream sign though. I really need help figuring out how to actually notice my dream signs while I am dreaming! I can see them all afterwards, but that doesn't help!!

My dream recall was kinda shoddy tonight. I'm trying to do a WILD technique but when I wake up I can't fall back asleep for like an hour!! My roommate breathes really loud and there is the noise coming from the road right outside my dorm room. Either I need ear plugs or maybe I am just not completing the transition phase correctly. I'm going to read up on WILDing today.

Youtube-
Dreamt I made youtube videos on how to drum and play guitar, but someone stole one of my videos

Sex in the forest, and a haunted house?-
I was in the forest with a girl, (Sorry, no names ) We started making out, and we decided to do it right then and there. Then the scene changed to that of a haunted house, and we were still going at it . Then I was a detective who had just been saved by fox news. It seems I was trapped in the house for 10 years, and it was haunted. As I looked out the window the scene changed and I was in my bed, it was all a dream! I looked at the time and it was 10 AM, nuts, I have to get to school! I kept reminding myself that I had to write this all down in my DJ. When I managed to get to school it was time for my Worlds Religions Class and I talked to my teacher about my dreams, then I woke up.

I was at what was apparently KA's house. It was in some spacious basement. KE and KR were there. We were all hungry and looking for something to eat. I looked in the fridge and saw a cup of chocolate pudding. I really wanted it but didn't impose on it. Then KA was beside me, pulling out a jar of powdered mango pudding from the cupboard above.

"I don't like mango pudding... I hate mangoes!" I groaned.
"Well that's all we have."
"Can't I just find something else?"

I can't remember whether or not she said yes, but either way that chocolate pudding was mine. I grabbed it from the fridge and grabbed a spoon and peeled off the top sticker. It was some delicious stuff.

Eventually we ended up going upstairs and outside for some reason. It was a strange, almost barren and grey city. I remember going up to a concrete building.

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I was outside in some city. There was some girl dressed in black and pink. I was supposed to kiss her or something, but it never happened.

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I was with KR. He was going on the bus with me. We were supposed to make out with each other or something, but we didn't want to do it in public. We waited to get to a more secluded area with the bus. We were passing through a quiet neighbourhood, and I jumped out (didn't clue in to me that I just jumped right through the door, lmao). This caused me to wake up.

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I was at some random house. I think it was a camp of some sort; I was trying to figure out if I had forgotten anything. My mom was there at some point. Then it ended.

Awake, Non-lucid, Semi-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm taking some sort of computer certification test using Prometric's testing software. I get to the end of the test, and the software gives me a message saying that the computer hasn't been recording any of my answers after the first four or five, and there are only 4 minutes left on the test's countdown clock, so there's no time to go back and answer them again. The timer runs out, and the software gives me a big fat zero as a test score. Very distressed, I run down to the end of the row of computers where I'm sitting, which is in the center of a large, open room. There's a desk with another computer on it in a cubicle at the end of the row, with one teacher/supervisor sitting at the desk and another standing outside the cubicle. I tell the one standing outside the cubicle what happened, but I see that the one sitting at the desk has my green-and-white CompTIA ID card right there, with my picture on it and everything. That tells me that I must have passed the test; otherwise, they wouldn't have made an ID card for me.

Guy is there. I follow him into another room, where there is a big, black laser printer. He explains to me how sometimes, the test results get sent directly to the printer without being saved on the computer, and that's what happened to me. I say, “So I didn't just lose an hour and a half of work?” He says, “No.” [In the dream, I actually had the false memory of working on that test for the last hour and a half.]

Woke up at 11:55 P.M. (after having gone to bed at 10:20 P.M.) and was really surprised at how short a time I'd been asleep. I exclaimed, “That was only one cycle?! Wow!” That was a really long and detailed dream for a first cycle. I felt that this was a promising sign, and decided right then and there to try for a lucid dream later. (I'm supposed to be cycle-adjusting right now, but I was feeling impatient. Sorry.) I took some notes, then went back to sleep.

[Fragment] I'm interacting with all the characters from Inception this time. [I don't remember anything we did, except that] At one point, a bunch of us are sitting around a dark wood dining table, apparently in a restaurant.

[Fragment] I'm in House #2, upstairs, and I shoo a cat out of my bedroom. I know that it's already too late; it's been in the room long enough that I'm going to start having allergic reactions when I go into my room.

Woke up at 4:25 A.M., took down some more notes, then listened to the second half of my binaural beats file and did some MILDing. It worked.

I'm following my friend Sam K. and his girlfriend [who I can't identify as a specific person in this dream] through the entrance to a department store in a mall. There are other people in the store. I pass two different old men who are really tall and each have two sets of eyes right on top of each other, and are wearing two pairs of glasses on them. I think to myself, Those men must have an unusual deformity. Or I might be dreaming. I don't attain full lucidity or self-determination yet., though. [I didn't think to RC, either. D'oh.] I continue following Sam and his girlfriend. They start climbing a wide, white flight of stairs up to the second floor of the mall. I speak aloud to them, saying something along the lines of, “Guys! We could just take the elevator!” They either ignore me or just don't hear me.

Very short dreamskip. I'm on the second floor of the mall, looking up at a raised, square, brown section of the ceiling. I recognize it as the ceiling of the mall we used to go to all the time when I was a kid. [Which doesn't look at all like that in real life. Weird.] At that moment, I definitely know I'm dreaming, because I'm somewhere I wouldn't normally be in reality. I think to myself, F*** yeah. I'm here. [“Here,” in this case, meaning “in a dream,” not “at that particular mall.”]

I stop to take a good look around and touch things, to make sure the dream is stable so that I can explore it. [I'm learning to do this as a habit – yay!] I touch the carpet and look closely at the pattern on it. It's dark gray with little rectangular flecks of various colors on it in rows. I start walking around in the mall. Sam and his girlfriend are gone. This part of the second floor is the food court. I cross over the walkway that bridges one side of the mall and the other. There are white tables and chairs everywhere. One of the fast-food restaurants in the food court is an Orange Julius. I pass it, then turn around to listen and watch while somebody makes some kind of public announcement about something. [I don't remember what they said now.]

It occurs to me that since this is a dream, I can climb over the chairs and tables with impunity. I climb up onto a table, walk across it, step down onto a chair, then hop back down onto the floor. The impact feels lighter than it would have in real life. I say something like, “Sure enough, no one cares!” [Wow. That's quite a shift from the respectful attitude I had toward the DCs in my journal entry dated 05-Nov-2010. This worries me.]

I continue walking along through the food court, then think, Why am I just walking? I can fly. I can explore faster if I fly, too. So I start flying, going only a little faster than I'd been walking, and staying at about the same height above the floor of the mall as my eyes are when I'm standing up. [I'd never flown indoors or in front of DCs before, so it makes sense that I would be cautious about it.] There are two vaguely gangster-ish guys in front of me, one of whom says to me, “You're lookin' at me the wrong way.” I ignore them and fly right on past them. I head toward a row of glass-and-black-metal doors hung with dark red curtains. This is the entrance to another department store. Strangely, I find it difficult to fly toward them with any speed at all. It feels like trying to push one pole of a smaller magnet (me) toward the same pole of a much bigger magnet. I realize that it would be much easier going if I started flying backward, so I decide to release my deliberate control over my flying and let myself be pulled backward, just to see where I end up. The unknown force pulls me backward through the air very quickly. Much to my dismay, I wake up. I might have guessed that that was what would happen.

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Side notes:

I didn't wear my cardboard-square bracelet at all tonight, which suggests that it isn't the deciding factor in whether or not I succeed in inducing a lucid dream. It has to be either the MILD affirmations or the binaural beats file. (Or both; how do I know that the combination isn't more than the sum of its parts?)

A windy day:
I walk to a sandbox nearby the house where I live and notice that there is furniture standing here and also outside several houses. I find this a bit odd, because it is everywhere and not just outside ONE house. I also realize that it is rather windy this day, because two fabric seats blow out of what looks like some kind of heavy, wooden pulka. I wonder if I should chase after the flying seats and think that it is perhaps even my duty, but I then decide to leave it. After all, it is not my fault that someone has left something like that outside on a windy day... In the sandbox I find a large rubber ball with handles which you can sit on and bounce. I do this and I feel really happy. Afterwards I sit down on a swing and start swinging higher and higher, the way I used to when I was small. Apparently, I am able to swing higher than ever before due to the wind. When I get off the swing I notice that the wind has grown really, really strong and now even rips furniture to pieces, sending table legs and other parts of them flying in all directions. I find this rather cool. I then feel like using the rubber ball or the swing some more and therefore walk back towards them. However, when I do this I see that incredibly nosy, old woman looking at me through the window. I figure she will think I have gone nuts playing like a child and I feel uncomfortable and even a bit ashamed with her staring at me. I therefore leave the sandbox.

Yeti and the metallic leg decorations:
I am on a road near the forest. As I walk along the road I look to the left, into the forest. It is rather dark and a bit foggy in there and to my surprise I see a large, white creature move some distance away in there. I have some other people with me in the background and after looking at the creature for another moment I exclaim to them that it is Yeti (the snowman)! I feel a bit uneasy and even more so when Yeti turns around and starts walking in my direction. However, as he approaches he is shrinking and when he has reached me he is only about the same size as me. Now he is even looking fake somehow and I do not feel uneasy anymore, but just a bit confused. I then realize that it is only a human in a Yeti costume. The person removes the costume and I see that it is a girl in about my own age.

I notice that I am wearing some kind of cool, ornate, gold colored, metal decoration on my whole right leg. I think it looks awesome and I am also fascinated that it fits so perfectly and lets me move freely even though it is made of metal. I feel very proud over this decoration and show it to the others. Several times I tell them how awesome it is. After wandering to several different places which I only remember very vaguely, I and the others (including the yeti-girl) are in a large building with a large collection of different mirrors in all sizes and shapes, with all sorts of frames. I admire my leg decoration in one of those mirrors, still fascinated over it. I now notice that the yeti-girl, who is standing next to me, also looking into the large mirror in front of us, has a similar leg decoration herself. However, hers are darker, more compact (less patterns etc) and are put on in a different way. I think that her legs are probably a bit thicker than mine. After showing her several different kinds of mirrors in the house, which she seems fascinated about, we decide to try each other's leg decorations. She puts mine on without difficulty. However, my leg is too thick for hers. I feel a bit shocked, because I had been so certain her legs were thicker than mine. When looking at my legs in the mirror now I notice that my right one is much thinner than the left. I feel surprised at first, but then come to the conclusion that those leg decorations probably make the legs temporarily thinner.

11/14/2010
Fragment
Basically the same dream as the previous night, except it was a Black & Mild.
(I had been talking to my buddy Josh about how I quit smoking, last New Years Eve, yesterday. I told him about the dream on the 13th. Probably caused me to have it again, last night. Oh, well. As long as I don't go back to smoking in waking life (which I won't), I'm good!)

11/13/2010
Fragment
The only thing I remember is that I was sitting outside, talking to some people, and I bummed a cigarette. After lighting it, I took a few drags, and then said "wait, what the fuck am I doing??" I then threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it.

Dive bombing zombies
Clarity: 5/10
Importance:3/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Right Side (Left Brain)

I'm in a bar in my home town, hanging out with various people I know. I leave with Jason and Rosein, and Jason buys various sweets at the bar on the way out. Once outside, we're attacked by zombies and various other undead, vampires included.

That's enough to tip me off that I'm dreaming. I try to fly, levitate off the ground, begin to pick up a little speed, then lose it and slump back to the ground. I try again, this time with a running start, and I leap into the air like superman. Again I pick up a bit of speed, then begin to slump to the ground. So I arc my body so that I curve upwards, gaining height and speed. My flying finally sticks.

I don't do much with my lucidity other than dive bombing zombies. I fly at them and punch them in the head, fly off gaining height, and zoom in on the next zombie.



Fragments: Allin
I'm hanging out with Allin, even though we've sworn to fight each other. The weather is hot, and I spot a nice little curl in the rapids below us and want to go for a swim. I think it's awesome getting to swim this late in the fall. As we leave to go get changed into shorts, Allin asks me about the fight. I tell him it probably won't happen now that we're getting along. But he really wants to fight, in a friendly way. I think of the damage I could do to him, and think a friendly fight is a bad idea, but eventually agree to it anyways.



Fragments: Sherman
I'm riding in a yellow sports car with Sherman at the wheel when we spot a police cruiser up ahead getting ready to pull us over. We pull into a gas station with some horrible nonsensical plan to avoid them.

Real life Dream Lucid Dream sign
For me to remember, dreams are #067300, lucid dreams are the color below blue, #4169e1, and dream signs are the light purple, which is up one and left one from blue, #483d8b.

I had another lucid dream today!

Lucid dream
First dream of the night. Awful recollection. I may have had this dream because I realized when I was in sleep paralysis, and repeated to my self that I'm going to lucid dream.
I was in some dream. That's al I remember. I was in a room... I think the color was either brown or green... And it was fall outside. There were 2 windows in room I was in. I was 30 feet or so above the ground. I think I was in a treehouse? Suddenly I became lucid.

Again, I was very excited! I thought of what I was going to do today... (Italics are thoughts) Try and fly out the window? No, rub my hands together first. I rubbed my hands together, and clarity improved a little. I forgot to take in my surroundings. And... That's all I remember.

Drowned in the pool dream
Second to last dream of the night. Very vivid, but I only remember one clip.

I was on a cruise ship sort of place, in front of the pool. I looked up into a long vertical tube. Some pale girl with white hair smiled at me. She was hanging inside the tube, but much farther down than she was tall. There's no way she's tall enough to hang in that tube... I asked her how she did it, and she replied that she hung by her feet at the top. Oh well.

I walked forward to the pool. I jumped in! Some of my friends were in the pool, laughing and playing. One person who I don't like was in the pool. We played games and had fun. The pool was not viscous enough to be water. I could run in the water almost as fast as outside it. Suddenly everyone had to get out. Someone had drowned. It was someone I knew from Boys Scouts. No one was upset at all. We were all just wondering when we could get back in the pool. The lifeguard was waiting for police to arrive. Someone dashed back into the pool. We all told him to get out. He obeyed. I spotted the person I didn't like, holding his breath at the bottom of the pool. He winked at me in a mean way.

Battlefield game dream
Last dream of the night. Not as vivid as the pool dream, but still pretty vivid.

I was playing a game which was like a war simulation. I bought lots of troops and fought. I lost. Afterwards, I thought about why I lost, and I decided bucket icemen were the best financial investments. They threw big fist-sized pieces of ice at enemies very hard. I got a bunch of buckets, and twice as many icemen. I noticed one of the icemen was throwing ice at the girl I have a crush on at school. I told him to stop. There was a fight. I won. Dreamskip. My parents drove me home on the road that crossed through the battlefield, and I told them all about it.

I dreamskipped. I was writing something, maybe a form, I don't know... in a room while the girl I have a crush on was sitting outside. There was a little glass pane, and I could see her face through it. I kept getting distracted, and whenever I looked at her and she caught me she'd smile and raise her eyebrows. I got caught a few times...

Ninja Warrior Joe

I was at my grandmother’s house. We were discussing dinner. I started daydreaming, and thinking about what it would be like if I could just float away right now. My chair tipped over suddenly, and I flew across the dining room. WTF. Everyone in the family started freaking out, blaming it on a ghost. My mom blamed it on aliens. I did a reality check. 6 fingers. Nice. I went out the front door of my grandmother's house. In her lawn there was her neighbor's lawn which was surrounded by a ditch. I went over to the neighbor's lawn.

"Give me a BEAST to fight!" I yelled. I was thinking more along the lines of a dragon, but Joe in a suit of armor appeared instead. That would work, I guess. He had two long sticks as weapons. He twirled them professionally. I didn't have anything to fight with, so I waved my hands in a flailing motion hoping to trick my mind into believing that I had a sword. That didn't go over too well.

Joe ran towards me and we began to fight. His sticks provided great protection from anything I tried to do, he was really a deft fighter. I knew I should have gone with the dragon instead, damn! He managed to drop one of the sticks, which is when I got my chance. I picked it up and tried to attack him with it, but before I knew it he had me pinned to the ground. Was he going to finish me off? A few growling dogs circled around him and he left.

Dream Guide Issues

I was at my grandmother's house again, playing basketball. I started thinking about the previous dream, and decided to do a reality check. 6 fingers...Lucid! I decided to actually find my dream guide this time. I've been wanting to do this for awhile but kept getting distracted by other things.

I turned around and tried to will my dream guide behind me. Nothing. A car pulled up on the driveway. Joe (oh no!!) was driving it, Joe's brother had a seat in the front middle, and there was someone sitting in the passenger seat. They pulled up next to wear I was standing.

"Hey guys." I said.

"Hey."

"This is a dream, if you didn't know already. Are any of you my dream guides?" I asked. My dream guide had a tendency to change forms, but that would have been a bit outrageous if she decided to take the form of Joe's brother.

"Nope," they said and shook their heads. More cars were pulling up around us, and some people were setting up camp. I asked quite a few people but all I got were either nopes or "Try looking over there."

I was eventually led to a sort of party in a basement. I asked a few adults if they knew where I could find my DG but they only shrugged.

"Hey. I'm your dream guide." I heard someone say. I looked over to the far corner of the basement, where the pipes met the ceiling. He had long black hair and was shirtless. I ran over to him. He didn't feel like my dream guide...Next to him there was someone else, I think he may have had blonde hair.

"Prove to me that you are my dream guide." I said to him.

"Philolaus, a Greek philosopher of the Pythagorean school, described an astronomical system in which the Earth, Moon, Sun, planets, and stars all revolved about a central fire." (Thanks wikipedia) He said.

"That does not prove you are my dream guide or that you have any sentience whatsoever. You are simply a manifestation of my subconscious, recalling information that I previously read." I announced.

"Hahaha! Very well!" The blonde haired man next to him shouted, playfully and clapping his hands at my discovery. The man with the long black hair seemed a little put off.

I went back upstairs, and probably lost lucidity.

KNIGHTMARE

I was in my house, doing whatever, and I became lucid. I thought about whether or not I should continue my search for my dream guide. I didn't really know. I stepped outside, not feeling like flying. I decided to walk down the street and see where it would take me.

I continued walking, everything was in perfect clarity. I could see that the houses in front of me were changing to an apartment style. They were large, beige, and bulky. I walked passed them, just enjoying the nice sunny day.

As I walked further, I saw that were was a lake I was coming to. It was flowing like a river, but it was flowing backwards. There was a giant cruise ship in it! Hmm! Maybe I could go swimming!

I continued to go closer to the lake until I heard a loud SPLOSHing sound and felt water coming up to my knees. I looked down...I was already in the lake? I felt my shoes sinking in the mud. I tried to move my feet but they were suctioned in pretty well. Looking around, I noticed that the sunny day had become a little overcast. There were tall trees surrounding me. They had lost their leaves already, and their wicked branches were twisted in inhumane directions.

I wondered if I could breathe underwater. I ducked my head down (wasn't hard because I had sunk in so far) into the water and breathed. Yep. I could breathe. When I lifted my head out of the water I noticed that I was not the only one stuck in the marsh. There were deformed dog legs sticking up from the surface. It made me shiver.

I slushed through the shallow part of the lake that had overflowed the land and the trees until I came back on to dry ground. It was getting dark outside now. There was a little path through the woods that I could follow if I wanted to. Since I was still on my journey, I decided to continue on.

Through the path the trees got denser, and thus less light could reach me within. I heard screams and cackles around me. I began seeing things that weren't there. Someone was coming closer, I could hear someone...

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!" A female voice cackled wickedly as she ran past me. She was Medusa, but her skin was burned black and her hair/snakes fried straight up. There was another spirit chasing after her. Where was I???

I kept walking on the path, for the woods might be creepier. In front of me I saw a giant glowing worm sitting on a tree in front of me. He sort of looked like the caterpillar from Alice in Wonderland, except he glowed bright neon green and had an evil smile on his face.

"Oh, come a little closer cutie cutie!" He said menacingly, "I shall have YOU for dinner!!!"

"And if he doesn't catch you, I WILL!!!" Another spirit said a little farther down the path. Thank god I woke up after that. Not going back to bed either..

And lastly, I remember a dream about beer.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID NIGHTLY ADVENTURE

Good morning! Didn't sleep very well last night. I woke up several times because my damn neighbours had a party... Anyways I did have alot of dreams, but I can't remember much of any of them. I'll write them all as fragments, and I recalled it all when I woke up at 10.00.

Sleep: 01.00

Nightly adventures
*I woke up and jumped up on my feet. I see several traps and strings crossing my living room. "Why would anyone do this?!" I ask out loud.

*I rip off Monica's blanket and she grabs it in panic. Not sure why I did it...

10.00: Fragments
*I'm walking on a road with a bunch of people. It's a really long walk and we talk about random things. I'm pretty sure it was a long dream.

*I'm in some kind of class for over achievers. We have deep discussions about intellect and human behaviour. A guy and a girl starts arguing about something. The teacher is a real snob.

*I'm having a fight with some kind of superghost. She's a real biatch and she feels like the last boss of a videogame. Something about flying warships... In the end I must have defeated her, because I started wondering what would happen if I sucked in her spirit light, and absorbed it. A random "wise" girl walks up to me and tells me I cannot do this. It would disrupt something.

*It's like I'm watching a cartoonish sketch. This young guy is holding a revolver he just received. He's supposed to do some kind of job for some older cowboys to prove he's worthy. He accidentaly removes a sprint and the revolver falls apart. When he puts it back together he accidentaly fires off the one and only shot he got.

*I'm talking on MSN with a guy I was playing CS:S with a year ago.

*Me and another guy is teasing this third guy about him wanting to live near the canal. Apparently it's very perverse and we're having a laugh.

*Monica and I are standing next to a lake. She casts out and get's a fish on the hook right away. It's a huge abborre and I break it's neck. Guts starts spilling out of it.

*I'm reading about "The first Dreamer". It's a picture of Brianna Frost's body and apparently she was one of the first who "discovered" dreaming.

Wake up: 10.00

Amount of sleep: 9 hours

Food before bed: 2 eggs, 1 can of mackerell, 2 x Omega-3 and 1 x 100 mg B6

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!