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dreamed that I was an elf (think lord of the rings elf). I was living at a citadel high in the mountains, it had a machu pichu feel about but the place was not in ruins. we were hosting some games that would celebrate younger elves finishing their training in their give elemental specialty. It felt like a college graduation and Pan Am games wrap into one. IN this eleven society if you were not born with an elemental specialty you became a warrior elf. I was born with the elemental specialty of wind and even though I could have focused on that alone I chose to be a warrior elf, because I could harness the wind I was a very strong and well know warrior. when the graduating elves found out that I was there they shunned me and told me how disappointed they were with me for using my specialty for war. I told one
“I use my specialty so you can be safe to do what you choose"

as I was walking along the outer walls of the grounds there were some vultures hanging out , it did not seem right so I used my power to project my spirit out of my body so I could check the surrounding countryside. I came across a scouting group of demons as I was coming back I was going through a meadow with tall grass and my spirit touched another spirit playing in the meadow. I knew it was a female elf with the wind ability just like I had and we had an instant connection.

I went and talked to the commander of the citadel to inform him of the demons, he thought that since it was a small group the warriors would keep an eye on them but it should not disrupt the ceremony. that evening I found the female elf that I made the connection with and it was love from there on in. the next day there were graduation ceremonies and displays of all of the elves different skills.

later that day I spoke with the commander again and he told me that the group that he sent out had not checked back and could I go take a look. I found them' they were all dead. I went past their bodies to do more scouting and found a huge group of demons making their way to the citadel they were about three days away. I already knew that we were outnumbered and help was too far away. I went back and told the commander. he had a meeting with some of the high level elves that had been there for the ceremonies and they were very concerned I ask why he told me
' the demons will come and try and use all the females for breeding purposes, it would be better if the demons over ran us that we just kill the women'

I spoke with one of the high level elves and asked him if there was anything else we could do.

he said " given enough time my associates and I could build a very strong ward that the demons could not get through but no one else could either."

I asked “how long would it have to hold to stop the demons”

he said " one hundred summers"

we mobilized the citadel all of the warriors and myself were going to give the rest of the elves enough time to finish the spell. I spoke with my female love interest on the eve of the battle. she ask 'will you be waiting for me once the spell wears off?"

I said “if I can"

that night we met in the field again in our spirit form and danced an intermingled our spirits.

the next day the demons came, the warriors gave the elves time enough to cast the ward but at great losses to the citadel. every person that was not protected by the ward was killed, but I survived.

I found myself in a large, elaborate bathroom. It seemed like it was the bathroom of a nightclub. There were cosmetic products everywhere, and there were a lot of other women primping and making themselves up. I am a sucker for lipstick, so I picked on up off the counter and began applying it. I began to feel frustrated, because this particular lipstick would not stay the same color for any length of time. This triggered the realization in me that lipstick generally does not change color by itself in waking life, so therefore I must be dreaming. I put the lipstick back down on the counter, and walked through the door.

Sure enough, I found myself in an entirely different setting, which supported my suspicion that I was in a dream. I was in a house that I did not recognize. I think I was in the living room. The TV was on, and what was displayed on the screen and coming through the speakers was completely nonsensical. I picked up the remote and pressed the off button, but nothing happened. Now quite convinced that I was dreaming, I decided to try a new trick. I had recently been thinking about creating my own doors and portals. I stood up on the coffee table so I could reach the ceiling. I licked the tip of my finger, and then traced a circle with it on the ceiling, concentrating on making it visible. An outline of a circle glowed faintly in blue. I put my palm in the center of the circle and pushed upwards. There was resistance at first, but then the traced circle of ceiling surrendered and dissolved. I hoisted myself up to have a look. It seemed that I had found the attic of the house. Not too interesting.

I got down off the coffee table and decided to try again on a wall. This time, I drew a door. Again, I pushed with my palms. The wall resisted at first, but then relented. I stuck my head through the new opening. Just another part of the house. Boring.

After playing around with attempting to make some objects in the house levitate, I decided I needed a change of scenery. I found the front door and left.

It was nighttime, and I was on a quiet street somewhere. As I walked, I messed around with various reality-bending tricks. After walking for some time, I felt the dream begin to fade a bit. To regain control, I began studying my hands intensely while doing some basic math and reciting some symbolic logic rules. 4x4=16; p>q, p, q; etc. I passed an older man with dark hair who looked at me strangely. I told him that I was just practicing my times tables and began to walk away. I had second thoughts, and decided to talk to him honestly instead. I asked him if he was real and also having a dream, or if he existed only in my dream. He looked puzzled for a minute and then answered that he wasn't sure. He showed me into a building with a recreational center aesthetic, and introduced me to some other dream characters. These people were sure that they were real and were having their own lucid experiences. We communally recited some multiplication tables to help strengthen our grip on the dream, then went our separate ways.

I decided again that I needed a change of scenery. I began to spin. When I stopped, I found myself in a small, cozy cottage somewhere. A kettle was boiling, and a stripy cat jumped into my lap. Then my alarm went off, and I woke up.

I was laying on my back with one of my best friends. We were watching a beautiful, surreal sunset. We watched as a plane flew across the sky, leaving a thick white trail. The plane began to circle around, forming a great white cloud with it's trail. My friend and I laughed like crazy, but I don't know why.

dream 1 - (I could remember how the dream started!) I am lying on the floor of some kind of school dorm of private school. I am wearing its uniform: red tie and dark pants. then my very close 'blood' (I'll call her D) comes on to me holding a bowl of water/ some kind of soup? she seems she's gonna spill the water on me. first I think she's just doing a prank, but she really spills all of the water on my stomach. I am puzzled saying "hey what are you doing?!". D grinns very maliciously, then she poses as if she's gonna fight with me. suddenly I get angry and fight with her. the fighting was really long, I cant recall them all, but I can even see and feel the blood tickilng on my face and bloody fists. I am both really angry and sad thinking how could D betray me... I still want to be close with her because of our 'blood line'. I think of apologizing her but I cant, so I say, frustrated, "what's wrong with you?! how could you do this to me?"
she says... "I want your hair to be silver-hair."
when I look close into her eyes, her eyes were bright red with cat's pupil. I recognized that she's a vampire right away. I get angry again, but then I am also scared. after some minutes of exhausting fighting(it's weird that I didnt feel any pain.), we are in an awkward position grabbing hands to each other, panting, blood tickling.
"I'm sorry." I say.
I feel her getting sorry too. but then she gets angry again and attacks me.
maybe scene jumps? I am suddenly Stella character(from my vampire comic. I think I was her because this whole vampire thingy mixed with my comic in the dream). I am still in my dorm room, looking over the veranda. (I notice that the dorm is actually a 'house' rather than an apartment.) the weather is cloudy. I see the people of prosecutors of vampire crowded over the veranda. and Hairless Man(from my comic) is standing there with his poker face. I can see his black hood and ominous feeling around him. he reaches to me with his long fingers like an alien. I get really scared and pierce a sharp wooden stick into his palm, and throw him away with. I lock the veranda door and sit on the floor, very exhausted, with despair and sadness.
this dream was very disturbing...

dream 2 - I am hovering along the ceiling in some kind of factory/ huge building. I see big pipes. suddenly I notice that there's a meeting of shared dream members. I go to the entrance door and meet Traeumer... he was half naked. wtf?! then here at this point I get lucid, but loses right away...

dream 3 - I play with cute dogs for 5 minutes.

dream 4 - I meet my friend in school. we go to resource room and talk about pokemon Digda... I drew it on the board lol

This is what I get for staying up too late...that always gives me weird dreams from a lack of clarity

1) The dream began fairly normally. I was Skype chatting with a friend whom I hadn't heard from in a while and she was just telling me about how they had a chemical leak and had to evacuate the house when suddenly people started peering over my shoulder and refused to go away. Well that was awkward, so I moved to a different computer and tried to keep talking. Before long I was interrupted by another person (who just randomly was there all of a sudden) who told me that the guy that wrote "Old MacDonald Had a Farm" wrote a new song back in 2008 and it was a big hit that I should look up. He wouldn't stop pestering me about it so I gave in and interrupted the chat to look the thing up on YouTube. Couldn't find it anywhere, and the guy had left after a while, so I went back to Skype...only to be interrupted by someone telling me I had to come with them to some gathering at a farmhouse. I didn't want to go, but before I knew it I was right there at the party...and not happy with this DC at all for bringing me there. So then my captors tried to make me feel better by attempting to set me up with one of the girls there. They were nice but I wasn't interested...I just wanted to catch up with my friend on Skype! I ran away to some little office room that had WiFi and opened up Skype on my iPod...and my friend was gone. Frustrated, I went back outside and just hung around until the party was over.

Dream Signs: unusual events, being pulled away from a task, frustration with something, being at a new place

Big goes here.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I sat at a picnic bench with a few other people. We all sat under some covering structure, like the shelter for a gas-pump island. But we were apparently at a restaurant.

I told the people at the table that I had the power of mind control. I could will people to do certain things, to carry out whole sequences of actions. The people didn't feel any strain on their minds while I did this. It felt very natural. I apparently used these people to get into places where they could take money. I would then receive this money.

Everybody got up and walked away from the table. Everybody dispersed. But I followed one young man. We walked together out from under the shelter and into an area that looked like a bunch of small auto shops. We then headed out onto a street kind of like a small business section of town.

I told the guy I was now controlling his mind. I may have explained something about this to him.

A weird, small airplane flew overhead, from my right to my left. The plane looked kind of futuristic, but kind of old and dirty. Either I or the young man read the mind of the passenger. The passenger, the young man said, was a beautiful woman who either was or had been a famous movie star. But the woman no longer wanted to be as guarded and watched over as she was nowadays. She wanted to get out and have fun.

We followed the plane with our eyes as it headed to the local airport, which was just at the end of this business street (!). We began walking in the direction of the airport.

I told the young man that the mission I was going to mind-control him to go on would be to meet up with the girl and act like a really fun, easygoing guy. The young man would win the woman's heart that way. She would give him money, and he could bring it to me.

For some reason, we were walking back up under the shelter with the picnic tables. The young man asked me, "What if I just enjoy living with the woman so much that I decide to stay, and I never come back to bring you her money?"

I said, "Good for you, then. Go. And I hope you have a good life."

Dream #2

I walked out onto the sidewalk, probably outside of a big, public building. It was probably autumn, and it was a sunny day, probably with yellow leafs on the ground.

I was in a clean, quiet, probably wealthy town. A tall, Indian man in khaki slacks and a pale, yellow Polo shirt stood out on the sidewalk. The man had a short, old hairstyle, with plenty of gel, and he wore nice, squarish eyeglasses. He seemed to be waiting for a cab.

The man turned away from the curb and got a glimpse of me. He remarked that I was too skinny.

Dream #3

I was in a courtroom. A rich woman, who may once have been a really popular movie star, was on trial for not paying a cabbie. The story went that she had told the cabbie to wait for her at some place like a gas station, and that she would meet him there. But she never showed up.

The woman's argument was that she hadn't told the man she would pay him for his time in waiting, and that he hadn't driven her anywhere in order to get paid. It was the man's choice to wait for her, the woman said. And the wouldn't shouldn't have to pay for the man's choice.

I may have seen the view of the cabbie at the gas station in my mind's eye for a moment. But now my view was in the courtroom. I was on the right side of the room (the right side, as one would face the judge's bench). I was at the back of the room, where the woman and her lawyer sat.

The woman's lawyer was also a woman, though I couldn't get a good view of her. The woman and the lawyer seemed to be seated in front of, rather than behind, a small table. They were both probably in swivel chairs.

The woman looked to be maybe in her early forties. She had tanned skin and dark blonde hair with black or dark brown streaks in it. She wore a dark blue one-piece dress with short
sleeves and a skirt that went to just above the knee. The dress may have had vertical stripes of navy blue and some lighter, though dull, blue.

The woman was reiterating the point that she didn't feel like she needed to pay. She threw her arms up in the air, as if to say, "What's the big deal? I don't care."

I was now on the left side of the room, in one of the back rows, with the cabbie and his lawyer. The cabbie's lawyer was a beautiful woman, half Japanese and half white. She wore a red dress, kind of 1950s or 1960s style, long-sleeved, with a fabric like heavy felt (? - I don't know the names of fabrics). Her hair was frowsy, frizzy, and pale, with chunky, straight bangs.

The cabbie was like a skinny version of Fabio. He had long, blonde-brown hair and a tan, clean, muscular face. He had sparkling eyes and a bright smile, though some of his teeth may plainly have been fake. He wore a sleeveless, flannel shirt unbuttoned at least at the chest.

The judge was explaining something about his opinion of the case. He seemed to be on the side of the cabbie, though not completely. The judge made some joke, and the crowd laughed at it.

But the cabbie didn't speak English. I think he spoke Russian. The lawyer had to translate everything for the cabbie. She'd translated the joke, and the cabbie understood it was a joke -- but not until the judge had already moved on to something else.

The cabbie laughed gently and gave some kind of weird glance to the judge, like he was trying to kiss up to the judge. But the time of the joke had passed. The cabbie laughing at this point made him look kind of like an idiot.

Dream #4

I was in bed, kissing some girl on the crotch of her yellow, cotton panties. At some point, though, the woman turned into my mother.

Dreamed I was at a gym shooting basketball. I was feeling good and decided to try a shot from half court. Made it. Tried another, made it. Some guys started gathering around and watching. Made 3, 4, 5. This was amazing. (Didn't occur to me I might be dreaming, I wanted to believe I really was this good.) Made 6, 7, and finally 8. I wanted to make 10 in a row but missed on #9. Maybe if I made 10 I would have admitted to myself it must be a dream.

DJ Log: November 22 2011 – 7:45AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

1. I am walking around at the office and hear a strange sound. I walk into our accounting/HR person's office and she has a deer fawn hanging out in there. It comes over to me and tries to climb up and lick my face, just like a dog.

2. I am working in a small room with two other people. We are setting up a bunch of telephones on a relatively small table. I keep saying that there is not enough room for 8 phones on this little table, but one of the other guys insists that it has to be done this way.

3. I wake up and realize that I am still logged into DV chat. I look at the screen and see that several more people are online. GavinGill, Erii, and Saltyseadog are rambling on about things and Seroquel is still online. I look at my desk, but there is no keyboard. Then I *really* wake up to the sound of a phone ringing and go to my computer to find that Seroquel is still online, but the other 3 are not. Also, there was no phone ringing.

Everything's fragmented, but I do remember being out in the desert, and people were dropping money. My brother also gave me some extra money. There was a few casinos like a mile away i was going to hit up, and I think J and J were there. The casinos themselves looked like huge slot machines.

I also remember seeing Jamie Presley...I want to say I kissed her.

And I remember being in/playing skyrim. Something kept happening over and over.

Been having trouble writing dreams lately. I feel like I just don't want to move. Could also be due to my reading an unfinished and thoroughly depressing story, Charlie.

I was royalty back in the 1700's when someone cast a spell on me so that I would have no friends.

It was snowing outside and I was still living in my childhood home in Seattle. My dog had to go outside. So, I put on a coat and went to go out with her.

But right before I reached the back garden, I fell into a ditch that had been covered by the snow and therefore invisible.

I was completely buried but was eventually able to crawl out to the surface. I went inside completely covered in mud.

When I was in, I took off my gloves and looked at my hands which appeared abnormally small. This seemed peculiar so I ran to the nearest bathroom to check myself out in the mirror.

I found out that I was 10 years old again (just physically).

I shouted:
"Fuck! I am not doing this shit again!" I was beyond angry and annoyed. I did not by any means want to relive my pre pubescent and the majority of my teen years.

I went downstairs to the calendar to check and see if I was in some sort of a time paradox but it was present day. This gave me a slight relief.

I then changed scenes into a doctor's office where he was holding a Popsicle stick in my mouth and concluded that the only thing that was wrong with me was all in my head and sent me to a mental hospital.

I was angry as hell. I was so close to being an adult, when it all got taken away from me.

I was out at dinner with 3 childhood friends: Amy, Ashlyn and Kurt at some hibachi joint in Chinatown.

Ashlyn and Amy sat next to each other across from Kurt and I at the table.

I was talking with Ashlyn about modeling and we were getting competitive constantly trying to one up each other.

When dinner was over, I desperately wanted dessert, but no one else did. They got mad at me when I ordered some banana pudding. I was getting a lotof flack for making them sit there while I eat an extra corse.

The waiter then came and brought mugs full of steaming liquid each a different pastel color and announced that this was on the house.

We all started drinking this complementary liquid when a few drops of each of our liquid dropped into a grate that bordered our table like a moat.

The liquid began to become a solid and materialized into this Gila monster looking creature and it chased us out of chinatown.

I was living in the late nineteenth century Victorian era. I was living with my family, but it wasn't my real life family. This family that I was a part of was well off financially.

I was wearing a giant frilly hoop dress of burgundy color that would have been popular in those times. I looked in the mirror and I looked completely different. My hair was done up in dark barrel curls and I had dark brown eyes and was considerably shorter.

My dad then came in and announced that we re moving to a plantation in Tennessee. I was very upset as we were packing up the covered wagon.

I then decided to rebel and I pierced my nose. But to my dismay, people actually liked it and I started a trend about 90 years premature.

Dream Journal

Sept *24th 2011
I went to a Cabin with Christian OKeefe and Mark Bacon. We partied for *a while and then they had to leave. I later recieved a phone call from Ali Barker. She said she wanted to come up and visit me. I found this strange and she said shed bring alcohol. Then my dream shifted everything except for the setting. I was still in the cabin when a bunch of military like trucks rolled up and started unloading heavy gear. I heard someone say "you have to hide" so I ran and I hid. I ended up fighting against these military men in a fps style video game. Id find a weapon and then make an escape. I died after being captured and I woke up.

Sept 25th 2011
From the beginning I remember being with a bunch of people at some kind of school and being evacuated because of a tsunami warning. Christian OKeefe and Jared Markewicz were going to the beach and I went down as well. (Not sure why, A motherfucking tsunami was coming) when we got there, we found an establishment that was a school of some kind. We went to it and went inside. We were greeted by a large amount of students. I found out is was a bxschool of water control or some shit. (I feel like it was called Hogwarts) I learned how to control water and make waves with my hands. I can't remember what happened next but i killed Jared. He was getting on my nerves so i made a tsunami take him out. Then I woke up. Went back to sleep.*

The next dream waste and Ali Barker cruising around a California type location in a covertable car. It was the best time and I was so in love. I was crushed when I woke up.*

Note: after waking up and saying good morning to marks parents, marks mom mentioned that the wind outside sounded like a tsunami. Is this coincide or something more. I feel like I partly drea shared last night with Ali, but maybe it was just the 5-HTC giving me vivid dreams.

Sept 26th 2011
Three dreams!!!
graduation, marrying Ali Barker, and one more.
Graduation is the one I remember the most. I was graduating from Bothell with all my friends but we were on some freaking space station. Haha there were catwalks and other space stuff. I think it was based of star wars. Not sure. It was the wierdest dream ever.

Sept 27th 2011
Dreamed about 9/11 type airplane crash, dreamed about having powers to control things. Choose to be evil and killed a lot of people. The control things dream was long for a dream, felt like whole a day. No Ali dream today but yesterday I heard from Christion OKeefe IRL that if you dream about someone it means they're thinking of you before they go to sleep.

Sept 28th *2011
dreamed about somewhere homecoming thing.*

Sept 29th 2011
Being a civilian with firearms and shooting Jamie Lawries boyfriend with mp5 as he robbed a convient store. Alex sempf helped. The setting was a brightly colored suburb where every house looked the same. Another note is that before Shit hit the fan with Jamies Boyfriend. The guns we were shooting were Airsoft. When we had to fight him they were real. Also as we were shooting Jamies BF through a dorrway Alex shoot my leg (Not sure if it was an accident or not) and everything after that is unrecoverable.

Sept 30th 2011
Ali was in. (I think i like Ali Barker) Not very vivid. I'm starting to think that the 5-HTP doesn't give you vivid dreams after a while. Imm gonna stop taking it for a week and see if there is any difference.

Oct 1st 2011
So in this dream, Taylor Goodrich and just about everyone else was in ASL classroom. Erica Hiragwa was in it cause Taylor was drunk (Taylor was drunk same night IrL at football game) I just remember presenting stuff fro ASL. I think this was an emotional dream because I like Taylor and when I found That she gets drunk my heart was broken. *
(I was on 5-HTP and this dream was a lot more vivid then what I've had in the past week.)

Oct 4th 2011
All I remember is something about homecoming and how Mark and I went to Alex's house to ask Sara Jordan and someone else. It might've been Claire Schuh.

Oct 7th, 2011
huge dream, first I went to an amusement park I have been to before in my drems, secondly I found a who makes the best pizza in the world. Thirdly, I went to a cave by a red river with Aaron Klien Ellis Atkinson and some other people. We were trying to raise 10000 to move to Las Vegas.

Oct 9th 2011
Very vivid dream, I was with some people, I can't remember anyone in specific except for Mckenzie Merill (Damn is she beautiful) we were part of a Government spy program and we were put on a mission in base with crazy gadgets and airplanes. I remember seeing Concorde (the fastest airplane ever, it's a real thing) and when we got into the main part of the base an alarm went off after we stole the data we needed. We were being shot at but for some reason all the government employs were running away in wacky vehicles. One guy drove away in a 1960 spy car with engines on it. After that there was a black moment. Then I was in a version of Bothell, lived in a house right across the street from mckenzie Merrill (even though i didn't know at the time.) so life went on, I remember walking down to qfc with friends ouh and getting back one day. mckenzie was outside and she recognized me instantly, we knew we weren't allowed to tlk to each other so we had to sneak out if we wanted to see each other. One night and stuck out and we took her big black truck.we had amazing times reminiscing about are spying day. When we got back cops were there and we were both arrested for treason. Then we were in prison together. We were waiting to be executed, we made a plan to escape and tried it. As we were escaping we were both being chased. We were being shot at and mckenzie was almost hit, as I saw a bullet coming at her I dove in front of it. On impact I woke up.
(this dream was on Melatonin and was pretty damn vivid)

Oct 12th 2011
Ashly Holve and I were adventurers and in a cave with water mines that shot gears of war gas grenade poison. *We had to swim a lot. It was crazy. Lots of tall buildings we had to jump on them. It was like Fears of War and Uncharted. It was Very hard to wake up from this dream and remember.

Oct 17th 2011
Well I haven't written in here for five days. *And that's because I've been straight up lazy. To lay facts down I've been on melatonin for a good two weeks now and the most i've taken in one night is four pills. But back to dreams. I've had some very "unsettling" dreams lately. Haha maybe that's because its october and halloweens coming up. Any way, last night I had a string of dreams that involve Zombies. These dreams were not nightmares, but I guess you could say, creepy and unsettling. These dreams started in airports to being trapped in tanks to tunnels and underground passages. The tanks one obviously comes from the tv show "the walking dead" as the main character was trapped in a tank for a while. But the airport and tunnel I know shit all about. Damn this sounds crazy. Also I'm really excited for homecoming so please don't expect me to write much down in the way of dreams in the coming week.

Oct 20th, 2011
So the lucid dream pills arrived. I'm scared shitless to take em still, but mark and Christ say that they're fine. Anyway. A remember TCBY Frozen Yogurt, Rizzle Kicks music, and being in groups in ASL. Haha those for things have been haunting my mind. It's weird though.

Oct 21st, 2011
Last night I dreamed I was at Bothell High, I was in the ASL Class collecting papers but for some reason some one have me a bag of bricks to carry. So I carried them around. When I got to the area outside the PAC, I talked to someone. After that I kept on walking. I met up with mark and saw Anthony Thelan, I said Hello Anthony Sara Thelan, then I was like Da Fuck is going on. Mark corrected me and said that's not his real name. Anthony just walked away. After that mark and I were sitting on bleachers by the PAC, talking about homecoming. As we were doing that this creepy short kid stared at us. Then I woke up.

Oct 24th, 2011
Well homecoming is over, but I'm still dreaming about it, this time I was at a huge after part with everyone from my homecoming group and more. We were at a house, a mansion. With all the cars parked in the front. I remember slow dancing with Ashly and all of a sudden a loud bang appeared out of no where. Brian yelled "my car" and sprinted away. Then I woke up.

Oct 29th, 2011
Zombie apocalypse dream. Felt super real cause I was on galantamine. I remember going from house to house with my family. There was still electricity and cable tv everywhere. I remember wanting to go to a cave that had only one entrance do if we barricaded it enough we'd be good. I remember making the trip down a hill and we reached the cave. It felt cold. I remember seeing Ashly down there and we guarded the entrance wit make shift weapons. I had a baseball bat worth nails on it.

I also remember another dream where I was at my own house watching Dawson Allen and Hayden doing fireworks. After they were finished with the small ones they. Brought outa propane tank with a flare taped to it. And lit it. I remember the noise so clear. So well. The rush as well. I had adrenaline in the dream. I also felt the cold outside until the heat from the fireworks was there.*

Nov 4th, 2011
Holy shit. Last nights dreams were spectacular to say the least.the first one I can remember is Mark, someone else (possibly my sister), and I driving around in the middle of the night we pull up around some styles*
Ike place and get out. We start to see movement so we head to the community center. Even though it's dark outside you can still see things moving we see a ver attractive girl appear, holding a candle, than another and another. Hundreds. Next we see a guy, he moves fast and fights us as we try to talk to one of his girls. A giant hideous two headed tentacle dragon comes out the ground. We kill it. As we run to hide, cops appear. I was with a girl I'd just mer, felt I was in true love. Then iWork's up

Went back to sleep and I wasin London. Was riding my bike, on the highway with other people and pictures started appearing on the ground. I kept going until I crashed into some one. Then got back up, and the ground was all wallpaper pictures. I stopped at the end and saw this beautiful girl just sitting there. I asked her what the hell was going on. She said I was in her website. I asked what for. And she asked to get more traffic and this was the best way. *Then I woke up.

Nov 13th, 2011
Wow. Last night was crazy. *I remember more than one dream, and I wasn't even on anything. So first off, I was in some Chernobyl like wasteland dome with hardcore security. Some one was there laying with me. We were doing something with IPads. This guy had an accessory kit that I had, it was hella weird. We talked about it and he was like "yeah, you can't buy these anymore, I gots the last one."

Then dream shift. So I went lucid. I realized that I was dreaming, in some cave that had no room to fly I attempted to fly. The I woke p. kinda lame but lucid one the less. Also woke up shaking.

So next dream I was in Arkham City, I was Batman. I was owning some bad guys and then I got this device that lets you control buildings. I made four buildings move to make a large building. it took out the road in the middle and just connected. I then went inside.*

Now I can't remember if this was a dream shift or not, but I was next in a movie theater. (Last Level of Arkham city is in a movie theater) With Chris. All I can remember about the first movie is getting up and leaving to go into the other movie. The second movie wasn't even a movie. Except there were More people in this theater than the other one. Music started playing.*To be honest. This was probably the most realistic dream ive had. "And we danced" by Macklemore came on and I started singing out loud. Other people started singingim. At the end of the song. Chris and I went behind stage for some reason. As we were going out into the theater. We saw this fat fuck walk by. And he said "You us like this crap music?" I said "Yeah" and went back in. Everyone was still singing. Then I woke up.

November 16th, 2011
Oh shit. Wierd false awakening? Or dream. I can't really put my finger on it. Anyway, I "woke up" and did ,u normal daily routine but something seemed off. Just felt weird. I did my normal daily routine, and started walking to school. Creeped out as there were no cars on the road. I was scared shit less when a pair of fienghhtly bright headlights appeared out of no where. I kept walking, faster and faster. Rizzle kicks on my IPod suddenly stopped playing and it was silent. No more car. Wtf was this? I though feeling real fear. I blinked and saw my bedroom. Wtf I said as I fell to the ground. Crazy shit. Got back up and kept walking. Evdery Time I blinked I saw my bedroom ceiling. When I got to school. Shit was normal again. Except for it had seemed like the staff had opened up some sort of CAFE by the English door. I saw Nicky claudio and he waved for me to come sit down. I went over and sat down. He asked me sounding scared. "Are you real? The other people aren't real." *I then said. "Yeah I'm real!" he said, "Your the first person thats said that. Everyone else is just a dream"

Then I woke up, sweaty and scared.*

On a side note. This has been the most real dream I've had to date. And I remembered every little detail Of it. Shit was to real man. And if your reading this. I hope it wields you out as much as me.