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Dream starts off in a center for the physically disabled somewhere in the United States. There are many young people there who have some form of physical disability but they also are all conscious and able to communicate. I have recently been admitted and though a am conscious I am unable to talk or anything and my entire body is paralyzed. I am a mystery case for the facilatators of the home because I did not have any identification on me when admitted and they do not know how to contact any relatives. There are three people who work there. The owner of the organization: a black haired man man in his mid thirties, a light-brown haired female attendant in her mid fourties and a blond male attendant also in his mid fourties.

I am put in a wheelchair and rolled into a amplitheater room with a big screen and there is a nature movie or documentary playing. The other disabled teens try to talk to me and though I can hear them, I am unable to respond. After the movie is over the other teen are returned to their rooms but the attendants and I am the last to go. For some reason the female attendant doesn't like me and she dumps me out of my wheelchair onto the floor down a little used hall, where I lay all night and most of the next day.

During the night my spirit is able to leave me body and I can float around the center and watch things going on. While the owner is in his office the two attendants retreat to an office on the other side of the building and start drinking alcohol and doing drugs. After the owner leaves the intoxicated female attendant rifles through the owner's officer looking for something. There is a part of the dream involving elevators on the outside of the building leading to secret top for rooms or something but the dream is fuzzy and I cannot remember much.

The next day a female inspector arrives unannounced and find me laying on the floor in the back hall. The male attandant is perplexed but the female attandant denies all knowledge of anything and tries to blame me for faking my vegatable state and when that doesn't work she claims one of the other disabled teens must have done it, even though it would be physically impossible for them, literally.

Even after all this I am still left on the floor as the center continues with it's activities as normal. The attendants ignore me but some of the disabled teens try to protest on my behalf, but to no avail. I am still out of my body and my spirit still floats around. That night my spirit follows the female attendant after her intoxicated fling with the make attandant, into a room in the basement which has a big decorated door at the other end.

She goes through the door and it opens up into a grand baroque design dining hall where many tables are elegantly set for many guests. The ceiling is very high and huge bay windows let lots of light in as if it were the middle of the day. Between the tables and leading to other rooms is a set of traintracks for a train about 1/3 the size of the real thing. At the large table in the center of the room sits North Korean leader Kim Jong-il with his entourage. His followers are singing praises to their leader and a little Korean girl in gymnastic tights is dancing on the table.

The female attandant whom I followed in spirit begins putting wine galsses on the tables and is pouring wine for everyone as more guests arrive. The new guests are wither Korean or Caucasian but all seem happy to be in the presence of Kim Jong-il. There are several other servants and one woman and man are giving people wine filled glasses but for some reason they keep putting the glasses on the table upside down and spilling the wine all over the guests, though no one seems bothered by this. A train suddenly appears from another room and pulls up in front of Kim Jong, who boards it along with many of his guests, and it starts weaving along the tracks and around the room, and eventually to other rooms which are also in the baroque style and as elegantly decorated.

My spirit follows unnoticed by everyone except the North Korean leader who starts yelling at me to come closer and teach him how to fly. His entourage ignore their leader's yelling at seemingly thin air as drunken rambling and continue singing his praises. I fly above the train for a while but it sudden exits the building and stops on a high hill over looking a forest. My spirit transforms into a dark brown eagle or hawk and I start flying out over the forest. King Jong-il transforms into a Bald Eagle and follows.

I dip through tree branches and swerve in and out of thickets trying to lose my follower but he is able to stay on my tail. The forest gives way to a city with many tall buildings and skyscrapers and I easily sail over top of them while Kim Jong seems to have trouble maintaining the same amount of hight, though he is able to keep pace with me by flying around the tall buildings and not over them.

He tries to talk to me about one of his sons, but I am too busy enjoying the freedom of flying and I ignore him. The city ends and an ancient forests will trees as tall as skyscrapers appears and I fly low through their thick trunks. There are stick and mud huts built in some of the trees and I can see primitive people living there. They come out of their little houses or stop working to watch me fly by. Somewhere along the way I have lost the Kim Jong bald eagle but I think little of it and keep flying. The ancient forest eventually gives way to beautiful snow capped mountains and a pristine, sparkling lake.

The dream ends there.

5/8/10 - Out of Uniform
Dream Non-dream Lucid

It was Monday, and I was at school, talking to Hannah, who was sitting on the gym floor. I noticed her outfit and asked, "Didn't you know we were out of uniform today?" She groaned. "I totally forgot!"
I looked down at my own clothes. From head to waist, I was in uniform - a white polo with a navy blue sweatshirt over it - but tied around my waist, in place of a skirt, was a large blue Gap sweatshirt turned inside out. Underneath it I was wearing navy Gap sweatpants, and down by my knee, as if I were in the process of taking them off, were my pajama pants. I don't believe I was wearing shoes.
"Hannah," I said, "look at what I'm wearing!" She gaped at me. "I must've been really confused this morning!" I exclaimed. "I'm gonna go call my Dad; maybe he'll bring me some clothes."

My memory fails me.

5/8/10 - Mom, the Maid
Dream Non-dream Lucid

A little background... my mom is constantly cleaning the house, but as she does she often tells us, "I am NOT your maid!" because she thinks we should be the ones cleaning it. Well, we kinda should, but whatever.

I was in my house, getting ready for school after what seemed to be a long break. I was up about three hours earlier than usual, though, as were my mom and brother. I don't know what'd happened to my Dad, but he wasn't home.
My mom had woken us up early to clean the house. She was running around cleaning up anything possible. My brother, Will, went into the kitchen to get some breakfast, and I sat in the living room and listened to my iPod Touch. I believe the song was "Flawz" by Caitlin Crosby. When the song was over, I turned off the iTouch and started wandering the house. I went into what should be my parents' bathroom, but in the dream was my mom's office. Her desk was covered in papers and there were about three bowls of half-eaten cereal there aswell. I found it normal and went upstairs to my room. Oh, crap... I saw that my mom had cleaned my room already, and left an unfinished homework assignment lying on the floor. If she saw it she'd flip, so I hid it under a pile of books and was about to dump them in my bag when my mom walked in. "Oh, hey," I said nervously. "I was just packing up for school." She glared at me. Ooh, she creeped me out. I slipped the books into my bag and zipped it up before settling down on top of my bed.
"So," she said, standing in front of me with her hands on her hips, "what'd you do with Macy's bag of candy?" I felt choked, like I couldn't speak. "You threw it away, didn't you?" I shook my head and said, "I gave it to her."

Somehow I woke up between her asking me a question and my answering. Has that ever happened to you? A DC asks you a question and you answer when you wake up? It was a weird feeling.

5/7/10 - A Bug's Life Takes Flight
Dream Non-dream Lucid

This dream I had this morning between 8:00 and 9:00. It felt much longer, though.

Two kids, brother and sister, along with their friend Zazu (from The Lion King ) and an iguana, were living in an ant colony. The ants pretty much looked like people, and they had a male ant who was their cheif. The girl - who looked suspiciously like Miranda Cosgrove - had befrended the cheif's daughter and managed to get her brother and animal friends accepted into the colony as well. They all participated in colony events and such.
I figured I was watching a movie but was able to interact with it by moving things around.
At some point, Zazu and his iguana pal decided to go down a river/water ride within the ant hill which led to the outside world. Zazu was used as a boat while the iguana rode atop his head. The river went into a tunnel and then went down a steep drop through a darker tunnel, after which Zazu and the iguana were seperated. Zazu started to panic - "What's happening!? I can't swim!" - as he went through twisting tunnels with haunted house-themed decor. He finally got off the ride and had ended up in a museum, no longer ant size but bird-sized instead. He took a minute to find his iguana friend and they left the museum.
I was then standing in a scene outside the now-tent-sized anthill. The now-human-sized ants were sitting around a fire and definately looked like indians. Suddenly I had a thought. "This is weird. Maybe I'm dreaming," and BOOM! Instant lucidity, if only semi-lucid. I started walking away from the indians/ants when their cheif asked me, "Where are you going?" I didn't want to upset the DC's so I lied and said, "Oh, I was just going to....find some herbs."
The ant people looked suspicious but the cheif let me go anyway. I felt bad about leaving so I pointed at them and said "Pause," making them freeze and promised I'd be back later to continue the dream. Then I walked a little ways away, gave a giant leap into the sky, and flew away using the swimming technique. Sadly, the dream was so unstable that everything went black and I ended up in my bedroom, wearing a jacket and sweats.
I still knew I was dreaming, so I jumped through the ceiling and onto the roof. As I started to fly off my mom stuck her head out a window and called out, "Wait! We have a family gathering in the morning! You have to stay here." I tried to explain that it was all a dream so it didn't matter, and took off. In the air I noticed the dream's instability and tried to make it more vivid by (stupidly) taking off my jacket and sweatpants, so all I was wearing was a shirt and underwear. The dream went black anyway so I was left in darkness, not knowing what to do and trying not to wake up.
I managed to have a false awakening which saved the dream for the moment. I knew I was still dreaming and ran downstairs and out the door. I immediately jumped into the air and prepared to fly away, but everything went black again and I woke up.

Something I noticed was that, even though I knew the sun was up IRL, it was the middle of the night in my dream.
It seems I was pretty desperate to fly away. Dunno why.

I am at a public fair of some kind. I don't know the place but there is a large circular Romanesque building in the center and rides and consession stands surrounding it. The circular building in the center is multistoried and I am on an elevator going down to the ground floor. There I meet someone I knew in public school, J.P, though he looks older. He is lost and trying to find his way somewhere. I help him orient himself and he goes on his way.

I am there for army training and see the group that I am supposed to be in and start following. The group is led by Lieutenant-General Roméo Dallaire and he is weaving us through thrater seat aisles and pillers around the building and various rides and events outside. After we have completed a circuit we start again but this time jogging. The rest of the group seems fine but one other girl and myself soon start to tire and have difficultly keeping up.

After the second circuit is completed Lieutenant-General Dallaire starts the group running. Halfway through the circuit I am too tired to run anymore and fall behind, losing sight of the group. I am outside of the circular building and near a large inflatable male lion that is coloured black. It is laying down but it's mouth open as if amidst a might roar. I feel disheartened already because of failing to keep up with the group and falling behind but also feel equally small and pathetic next to this mighty lion. I sit down on a folded metal seat nearby and mope.

Sometime after I have caught my breath the Lieutenant-General and the group rounds and corner and approaches me. I stand up and apologize profusely to Dallaire but he only responds by asking if I am ready to go. I do not understand and he says that he "never leaves a man behind." I protest and say that I am not good enough but he responds that I won't know if I give up trying. I am feeling a bit refreshed after my rest and agree to try again. The group starts off again at a jog and as I follow I look over my shoulder at the inflatable lion and see that it has changed colour to a bright and luminous golden. For some reason this gives me confidence to press on.

The group eventually starts to run again and this time I am able to keep up for the whole circuit. The running comes to an end at a clearing on the tarmac outside of the circular building where a small stage with a red curtain backdrop has been set up. Many civilians have gathered around and in the crowd I can see my father. Lieutenant-General Roméo Dallaire gets up on the stage and starts introducing the runners, giving them little medals and declaring that they have completed the recruitment process and are now officially in the army. Everyone else goes first and I am last.

When it is my turn the Lieutenant-General gives me a metal, says I have completed my training and then adds that I have a special significance in completing this because I persevered in the end and made my father proud. Dallaire notes that I am now in the army at the same age that my father joined the navy and that our proud family militay history will continue. I am confused by all this and though happy to have completed the training I still don't feel that I am good enough to be in the army.

The dream ends there.

Dream starts off in my parent's house. I am about the age of 12 or 13 and home alone with my brother Ryan because my parents have gone out for the night. I am standing in the kitchen looking out the window to the driveway. A black pick up trucks pulls in. Several of my bother's friends get out and come to the door. I don't know why people are showing up to our house and go ask my brother and he says that he is having a party, and that if I go downstairs then I will know what he means.

I go downstairs to the den in the basement. The door is open to the computer room and I can see a table set up for many people to dine. Throughout the basement there is a stereo system and many wires crisscrossed across the room and hanging from the ceiling. Many of the wires are sparking and crackling. I go back up stairs to tell Ryan about the danger but he is too busy talking to his friends as they sit around the kitchen table. More friends of his arrive.

I am upset and tell Ryan that he's not supposed to have parties when mom and dad are not home but he tells me off and demands I go to my room. I try to blackmail him by saying that if he doesn't ask his friends to leave that I will tell mom and dad about how he hurt me as a child. He ignores me and goes downstairs with his friends and begins to dine, ignoring the sparking electrical wires. I go down as well to watch but feel helpless and angry.


Dream ends there.

I can't remember much of the beginning of the dream but it included a mixture of characters from Final Fantasy 7 and people I used to know in grade and high school, as well as many random dream characters. The setting takes place on a beach by an ocean and there is a huge temple by the waterfront. The building is open concept because it consists of gigantic stone pillars holding up a triangular roof and most of the floor is just made up of the sand from the beach. At one end of the temple there is a raised circular section which sits in front of a large altar upon which a scupted stone statue of a Goddess stands. The Goddess is attired in a toga and there are rollerblades on her feat. Her arms are outstreached and pours water from her hands onto the circular platform below when she wants to bless someone.

The main dream character is Rosso the Crimson and she comes to the beach with the other FF7 characters. People are rollerblading in the circular altar below the Goddess statue and Rosso really wants to join in but she doesn't have any rollerblades of her own on top of not knowing how to skate. She talks to a few people and finds someone willing to lend her some blades (the person Rosso borrows from looks like my dream character Kalima) and tries to skate at the circular altar. Because she doesn't know how Rosso stumbles about and falls many times and the other people rollerblading get angry and throw her out of the circle, saying that the Goddess will bless only those who know how to skate and to try an enter the circular altar not knowing how is blasphemy.

Rosso is saddened but determined to learn and she goes off to a parking lot outside of the beach to practice. Night falls and the beach and temple empty, but Rosso stays up all night learning how to keep her balance and eventually how to spin on her toes. When the morning comes and the beach and temple again fill with people, Rosso returns to the circular altar and shows off what she has learned. Most people ignore her until Rosso starts spinning around and around on her toe wheel and the Goddess statue starts pouring water from her outstretched hands onto Rosso below.

5/5/10 - Dragon Warrior of Time
Dream Non-dream Lucid

It began as a continuation of the chapter of The Fire Eternal by Chris D'lacey that I'd just read. I was 16-year-old Lucy Pennykettle, sitting in the office of Tam Farrell, a guy who writes for some newspaper. He had just told security to leave us alone. I asked him, "How'd you know it was me? Did the dragons restore your memory?" He nodded and started pacing the room.
Then the scene changed and I was myself in my old school lunchroom with Bergstrom, another book character. He told me a "great evil" was coming and I was chosen to fight it. "Be prepared," he said, then disappeared. I held an Inuit charm he'd given me and shook it, calling out to the Pennykettle dragons for help. Nothing happened. I tried again, this time calling a specific dragon. "G'reth," I called, "G'reth!" Again, no response. I sighed and hung the charm around my neck by a string, like a lucky necklace. I figured the dragons' fire had been snuffed out by the "great evil" and I'd have to wait to revive them.
I exited the lunchroom and started toward the main school building when I heard a creaking noise. There was a trailer next to the lunchroom, and it was falling over, straight towards me. I frowned at it and pointed with my right hand. "Sit still," I commanded. It rocked back into place and stayed there, giving me a smug feeling of satisfaction.
I went into the school building and looked around. Nothing was happening. Nobody was at school. I figured I'd take care of the "great evil" later and looked at my watch, which in the dream was a time-turner. I turned it back three or four days and checked out my surroundings. Kids were all over - a normal school day. I decided to seek out someone I knew and found Bee. I showed her my time-turning watch, but she didn't believe me about it so I tried to prove it. We went a few days into the future, and......

I woke up, or rather, was woken up.

I am walking through a hilly, temperate forest at night. The full moon illuminates the way and the sky is filled with brilliant shining stars. I look like my dream incarnate Kalima and I am wearing a lavender dress and heavy grey, hooded cloak. Occasionally I pass large jutting rocks from the side of a hill, some of which have small caves in them. I explore a few of the larger caves but find nothing of interest. I come to a small river and hesitate to cross because the thick forest on the other side seems ominously darker than the one I just passed through.

The river is not that deep and I only get wet up to my ankles as I cross. As soon as I am on the other side I hear a rustling in the dark forest of something that sounds like it is moving away very quickly. I start to run and try to follow the sound, curious to see what it was, but not as much moonlight can penetrate the thick forest canopy and I cannot see the forests floor as well and keep tripping on rocks and roots and stuff. After a while I realize that I am very deep in the forest now and lost.

As I continue to walk I get the growing sensation that something is following and, becoming a little paranoid, I start thinking that I can hear something creeping along the forest floor behind me. I walk for a very long time but eventually see what looks like the end of the dark forest. I start jogging towards the growing light and seemingly open space but have to stop abruptly as the edge of the forest stops immediately at a steep cliff.

At the bottom of the cliff, for as far as the eye can is another forest which gives way to large snowy mountains in the far distance. Immediately below where I am standing is a small sparkling pool that is fed by a small waterfall coming out half way down the cliff. The water in the pool is very dark, but yet the surface of it glows with a soft bluish white light. There are few outcropings in the cliff that allow me to climb my way down to the pool, but it is kind of far and I am tired by the time I reach the bottom.

When I have caught my breath I go over to the pool and look into it's deep, dark waters. The full moon just happens to be in a position in the sky that when I look into the pool and see my reflection, the moon is directly behind my head's reflection and it looks like have a halo. I am kind of amused by this but it is short lived as the feeling that something has been following me is suddenly confired. In the mirror image of the cliff side I can see a wolf looking over the edge at the top and making eye contact with me through the water's reflection.

I look up at the cliff top and there is a wolf standing there staring at me. He is large and grey and black and stares at me hard with peircing yellow eyes. He suddenly leaps from the top of the cliff. As he falls through the air his body changes to that of an human shape, though he still has a wolf face and is covered in wolf fur. He has the strange bluish white glow of the pool and I know that he is the guardian of it. He lands, standing upright but doesn't attack or anything. He justs stands there staring at me, breathing heavily.


I cannot remember any more of this dream.

I drew a picture of the Wolf Man as best I could. See the image here.

I am sitting in the geography classroom of my old highschool, except we are not studying geography. All of the students (none of whom I recognize) are sitting in groups around large tables completing writing assignments or something. The class is quiet except for the scibbling of pencils and the hushed whispers of students talking amongst themselves.

I am sitting alone and not talking to anyone at the far corner of one table in the back of the room, trying to concentrate on my work. The other students at my table are not doing their work and are making rude comments and derogatory statements about other kids in class. A girl who is sitting across from me starts going on about how she thinks very little about people with mental handicaps and mental illness and her voice gets louder and louder as she continues to rant so that soon the whole class can hear her.

The teacher does not intervene and ignores the disruptive student. Eventually I speak up and refute some of the things she is saying and essentially shut her up by exposing her bigotry. The students all get back to work in silence and the teacher comes over to me and gives me a high five, congratulating me or saying he agress with me or something. The girl across from me just gives me the stink eye.

For some reason manyt students leave for whatever reason (recess?) and some stay behind (including myself) to start copying a sheet the teacher has put up on the overhead projector. It is a long list of combinations of chocolate types and mixtures of chocolate recipes and stuff. Class resumes when the students who left return and they too start copying the sheet until the teacher suddenly turns off the projector. He says that the students who left should have stayed around so that they could copy the sheet and now they are out of luck. He asks the students who stayed to hand in their copied sheets and that we will recieve extra credit for it.

For some reason I have copied the sheet twice and feeling bad for the other students at my table, I give them my extra copy so that they can quickly duplicate it. The biggoted girl from before is really appreciative and apologizes for all the things she said. I say it's fine and get up to hand in my sheet.


I cannot remember any more of this dream.