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me and both my cousins and my aunt lived in my house. we woke up ( FA ) and got yelled at for missing the bus. we decided to walk 45 miles to my school and grabed our skate boards (i cant skate?).on the way there i remember being really tired. we walked over the bridge down the street from my house and walked into this sub-burbs area ive never seen before. there was this creepy guy staring at us. his brother came out of the house and stared at us to. we just kept walking and then he started throwing 25.lb weights at us. one bounced of a tree and hit me in the thigh.. thats when i woke up to a cramp in my leg.

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[I]Sorta disappointed in my dreaming last night. Only remembered one very, very short dream. I really need to work on my dream recall, but I know it will get better if I consistently record dreams. It just irks me that I could be having lucid dreams nightly but I just don't remember them. Anyways, here's the dream.[/I]

I was having a one on one talk with [URL="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ars%C3%A8ne_Wenger"]Arsene Wenger[/URL] and he was making a funny impersonation of someone. That's about all I remember.

[I]Lets hope for recalled lucid #2 tonight, I'll be heading up to bed soon. [/I]

I dreamt I was a familiar demon in old Salem where I was teaching a small group of young women how to perform magic. I showed them how to magically lock a door, how to fly above the roof tops and how to spy upon their neighbors without being seen. For this and other services I would provide they had to seal the deal with a kiss upon the tip of my phallus. There was a lot more to the dream but it was mostly props and window dressing of the small village and surrounding woodlands. This was a semi lucid dream as are most of my dreams, I knew I was dreaming but I wasn't compelled to take an active hand in controlling the dream.

This wasn't a very vivid dream, but an awesome one.

I met with my friend coty at the top of this cliff and we where talking for awhile. I said "hey coty I bet I could beat you down this cliff". We both take off running, as we get to this huge drop off I jump and slide down the hole thing and coty jumps straight off of it and lands on his feet, looked as if he like broke his leg but he just kept running. We where both running faster then the normal average human speed, so it was pretty awesome. When we got to the end I searched for coty on a radio, I have no idea why it was on a radio, lol, but it was. Anyways on the radio I couldn't find him alls I saw was pictures of people from my school.

I hear a voice narrating and explaining to me the images I see. The voice is professional of a very serious tone. I see a large body of water not far from land. In the water, not far from shore, is a very large red vessel, a boat of sorts. Tall stacks stand on the vessel. Dolphins and other creatures are thrown into the stacks. The narrator explains we have continued to plunder the waters and as a result new breeds of life have thrived. I see large round fish with teeth around the outside of they're mouths (I feel remorse for my daughter who must live in this world).

The narrator tells me of a place we battle for. I see an environment not of earth. I see a futuristic pioneer settlement that is guarded ( I feel this place is familiar from another dream, but cannot place it for sure). Our people try to send equipment and supplies. But our attempts are failed as the existing forces destroy equipment before it lands.

I was just reading through some old dreams in my physical dream journal, for Zebrah's Intro-2 class, and I decided to sketch some of the things that showed up in my dreams last year.

I have had this dream before
I am on the grounds of some massive building. I am with my best friend. We were doing
something but I don't quite recall. I come up to a small road going up to the building where
a red firetruck is parked. There is also an armored truck, and my friend and I are to make
sure that nothing happens to whatever is inside this truck. Suddenly, another firetruck comes
rushing down the drive and smashes into the back of the armored truck. Two guys get out and
start trying to get at whatever we are protecting and somebody yells "stop them" or something.
We do not have any kind of substantial weaponry we get in the firetruck and the dream ends.
Hopefully I will be able to get something more in-depth as this is a recurring dream.

I am in my room with the light on and I hear my dad say to my mom as they come
up the steps, "Why is Wesley's on?". My mom replies. "Because he's in there". Suddenly,
my dad flips shit, saying that I shouldn't be here. Apparently he had kicked me out of
the house for some reason. He comes over to my door and stands there menacingly.
He says something about having told me not to come back and becomes aggressive. I
begin to fear for my life and grab my hunting knife and flick it open. The dream ends
with my dad and I staring each other in the face.

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Maybe I'm getting a little ahead of myself, but I thought I would start trying to recall some of my better dreams and nightmares (since those tend to be the ones that stick out in my mind the best) that I've had over the years and finally get them written down somewhere. I think for the first one I'm just going to copy/paste the nightmare series that I posted in one of the discussions since I already took the time to write it out and it was a very important series of dreams for me. Probably one of the most important that I've ever experienced.

So without further ado here it goes.

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Out of all my dreams my nightmares are always the ones that are most vivid. I could tell you just about every single nightmare I've had in detail even though they've been going on since I was little and I've never written them down. They're pretty much burned into my memory. Usually my nightmares are always reoccurring and last for a week at the very least, most of the times longer. However not very long ago I started having a series of nightmares.

At first each one started in the same room. It was a white rusted out public bathroom with those annoying flickering florescent lights. I was watching everything from first person view though I couldn't make any movement other then to turn my head. At the start of every dream it was the same with a girl in a hospital gown, bare feet, and long stringy black hair standing in the middle. Her skin was all gray and bloated like how they portray bodies that have been in the water for a long time. She looked like she was completely drenched, but I can't remember her ever dripping any water. She just had the appearance. I this point I never saw her face, it was always covered by her hair.

While each dream started out the same what happened in them was different. Sometimes she would just stand in the middle of the room doing nothing, but staring at me. Other times she would be reaching out to me like she would touch me, but she never managed to get to that point, and sometimes she would be walking around the room. No two were exactly the same like I was used to and there was never the sense of nervousness or panic that I usually felt. Then suddenly out of the blue it changed completely.

Suddenly I found myself in a strange ruin that looked like it was some sort of pyramid, except everything around me was kind of grainy. Like I was playing an old first person game like Wolfenstein only with a bit better detail. It was very claustrophobic feeling and while I didn't see any ceiling or floor I remember there being a lot of blue beneath and above me. I knew that I was with several other archeologists who were in light brown outfits though they never actually came into my eyesight. It was just like a memory I had of who they were.

As we wandered around the pyramid I came across a round amulet secured in one of the stone walls. When I took it I realized that I had seen an old fireplace with a round spot cut out on the mantel. It all felt very much like a puzzle video game and I knew I had to take the amulet and place it in the mantel (I probably should add I never actually saw the fireplace in my dream, just like the other archeologists it was just like a memory I had). I remember I could hear their voices calling for me as I took off towards the fireplace and I called for them to come, but the closer I got the further away their voices were until finally I couldn't hear them at all.

When I got to the fireplace I suddenly knew what was behind it. I knew that the girl from my other nightmares was there. I placed the amulet in the mantel and suddenly the fireplace pulled back and slipped to the side revealing a beautifully dark blue tiled room. The detail in my dream suddenly became much, much clearer and actually looked like something that could really exist in the world rather then a video game.

As I said the whole room was made of dark blue tiles of various shades and there were beautiful green vines climbing up to the ceiling where there was a hole that provided the only source of light. It must have lead to the outside because it was obviously sunlight. It was a small, but breathtaking room and on the far end opposite the door was an old claw footed tub. It seemed to be in near perfect condition save for maybe some discoloration and weathering here and there. It was filled with a murky green/black water and I knew immediately that she was in there hiding. I felt like I should be scared, but I just wasn't. I was calm and felt compelled to go to the tub and get closer to her. Not like I had to, but like I wanted to.

When I got to the tub I leaned over and at this point my view changed from first person to third. It was a weird sensation. I was myself, and I could feel my actions, but I was watching from a distance rather then with my own eyes if that makes any sense.

I got close to the edge of the tub and peered inside when suddenly the girl's hand came out from the water and grabbed my wrist. She started to pull me in though it wasn't forceful. She allowed me to step into the water and I sat there with her as she started to come out of the water. For once I finally got to see her face though the details were hazy. She kept her hand on my wrist and her mouth wasn't moving, but I strongly felt like she was trying to talk to me. Trying to tell me something, but before she could something woke me up. I think it was my alarm, but the dream ended before I could figure out what she wanted and I didn't dream of her again for a long time.

I actually told a friend about her and when I saw that friend later she said she had done something to take care of it. There are a lot of people in my hometown that claim to know magic and be wiccan/pagan though in all honesty from what I've seen of them most of it just seems to be a lot of fluff from college students (not saying it all was of course). In the case of my friend I'm 100% certain that was the case so I didn't think much of it at the time. However after wards I didn't have any dreams about her for a very long time. It wasn't until I moved into my second apartment that I had my last and final dream about her if you could really call it that.

It was very weird. I remember laying in bed trying to sleep while my then girlfriend was in the living room watching TV. At no point did I feel like I was asleep or even getting sleepy. The entire time I felt like I was wide awake, but at the same time it was still kind of an out of body experience where I was seeing things that I couldn't possibly have seen from my vantage point.

The way my bed was set up the head of the bed and one side was pushed up against a wall so only the foot and other side were left open. I remember laying there on my stomach with my head facing towards the side of the bed that wasn't against the wall when suddenly this massive dark void, like a hole, opened up on the floor, parallel to where my head was on the bed. My arm was hanging down a little from the edge and I kind of 'watched' as the girls hand started to claw it's way up out of the void trying to reach for mine. Suddenly I started to feel a horrible panic, and I could tell that she was struggling to claw her way up from the hole. She gripped at the floor and the side of my bed and anything she could reach, but she never managed to make it out. Honestly I can't remember how it ended. She didn't get sucked back in that I remember and I don't recall anything that I could call waking up. It felt more like I was coming back to myself. Like the whole thing had never been a dream though it didn't exactly feel real either.

Again another friend claimed she was trapped and tried to free her, but again I question the sincerity of her belief just because the way she lived her life seemed rather hypocritical compared to what I've read about wiccan/pagan practices.

I haven't had any dream like it since and I've never seen her or anything that looked like her again. To this day it still bothers me. I feel like she had been trying to tell me something that I missed and will never fully understand though I'm not sure if maybe that's for the better or not.

I am walking down a road and my best friend rolls up in an Aston Martin DB9.
He says hop in, so I go around the other side and we drive down this woodsy
highway. After a little driving, we stop at a mall and go in. I don't remember
what happened after that.

I am at my house for the day and my mom is just getting ready to go to work.
I will be home alone and for some reason, I would never do this, I go down to the
basement, while she is still here, and grab a box and load it with as many types of
alcohol I could find. Namely beer. I take the box up to my room. My mom leaves
and I grab a can of beer and start drinking it while on my laptop. I think about calling
my friend, Kurt, to come have a beer but decide not to. Instead, I call my best friend
and forget about the alcohol and go down to his house across the street. We meet
up and go for a drive. Obviously, he is driving. We are riding down some back roads
when the dream ends.

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They say that keeping a dream journal will help you to remember your dreams and also have lucid dreams, so I have decided to start one.

Last night, I dreamt about a mildly famous, gay, internet personality. He took my brother and I to McDonalds. This guy goes behind the counter and gives sexual favours to the person serving us. I don't know who he is or why that's happening but it's common knowledge that the McDonald's employee is quite dirty.
We receive our order in a massive paper bag. My brother can't carry it from the top because it's too big so I carry it from underneath.
All the fries are sitting on the top and poking out of the bag, right under my nose.

As we walk out, we come to a spaghetti-western style town and I've lost my McDonald's. We are now with our Nonna walking down a very familiar path. We've all been there before.
Nonna stops and take several large £1 coins from her purse (each coin is bigger than her palm) and she puts it in a charity box for an animals charity. I make sure she hands the box into the asian shop next to her so the money doesn't get stolen.
She speaks to the shop keeper in an asian language I don't know, but somehow I understand her. She says, 'And a pound for you' as she hands the shop keeper a pound.
A homeless man casually walks into the shop and opens the till. He takes ten pounds and walks out. Everyone watches him but makes no attempt to stop him.

Outside I talk to my brother. He tells me he is sick of living with Nonna because he has no freedom and he wants to move out. He feels he can't do anythign for fear of upsetting her. I think to myself that he should wait until he finishes university as he only has one semester left. But I wake up to my 7am alarm before I can tell him.

Plans: My plans for this night involved becoming lucid, as usual, and meeting up with MoSh to continue a much neglected series of Hogwarts dreams that we had been having a while back that involved the two of us in the Tri-School Wizard Tournament. We had completed two of the tasks… one where we had to make our way across an obstacle range, and another where we had to sneak past a dragon to grab a golden egg, much like the first task in the book Goblet of Fire. Other tasks included the other Hogwarts, where I was supposed to be teaching a class… Q says we can use a bit of time travel to pick up where we left off in both of the Hogwarts worlds… and also to complete tasks from the TotY on DV, the tasks for LPTC, tasks of the month on DV and MM… my own list of goals… wow… o.O

Epic Fail
I am at school, sitting at my desk, waiting for class to start. The instructor is Mr. Chappell, also known as Mr. C, and he is actually one of my favorite instructors. He is passing papers back out, announcing everyone's grade, and I am in line to get mine. I peek ahead and see an 84% on my paper. When I get to the front he hands mine back silently, I wonder why he didn't announce my grade. He says he didn't think I would want him to, I look and see the paper has a 54% on it… an 'F' when I had seen a 'B' there earlier! I ask why the low grade, he says I didn't answer the question properly. I take out the assignment sheet and show him that I did, and I answered it following my notes. He says I didn't even take notes, I say I did so. He says to show them to him, so I go back to my seat and get the notes. I say my paper should at least earn a 'C' even if I did misunderstand the assignment. He reluctantly boosts my grade to a 70%, and says everyone who got an 'F' on the assignment will now get a 'C' instead.


My Last Breath
Note: This one fulfills the Mortal Mist Basic Challenge for the month of February, which is to meet dreambot or, alternatively, to complete one of your own goals. Healing the Longbottoms has been a goal of mine that I have attempted in the past, tonight I completed it!

I am at Hogwarts, the one where I am a student, and I am at the breakfast table. I eat waffles… yum… I am lucid, so I eat plenty of them with lots of butter and syrup since I don't have to count points for these. Just as a note, I am on the Weight Watchers program, so I count points for everything I eat. I finish and wander over by the Gryffindor table to see if MoSh is there. Neville is saying he will be out of the school for the day, but since it is Sunday, it isn't important. He is telling Harry and Hermione this. Maybe he's going to St. Mungo's to visit his parents… perfect opportunity. I follow him, and he does go to St. Mungo's. I follow him to his parents' room, but he sees me before he goes in. He seems embarrassed that I found him there, asks me not to tell anyone. I say he shouldn't be embarrassed of the condition in they're in, but proud of the fact they stood their ground in the face of such opposition. And now it is time for them to be healed. He looks questioning, but I say I have been trying to heal them, and I think he is the key to breaking through, will you help me? Of course he will! Though he doesn't seem too hopeful… We go in, the healers are glad to see both of us, I use the song My Last Breath by Evanescence. I encourage Neville to help me with the spell, he joins in, and it seems he is a natural healer, contributing much energy to the spell. We use it on his mother first, she recognizes him, and there is a brief tearful reunion. That can wait, one healing left to do. We use the song on his father with similar results. Now there is a three-way tearful reunion from which I quietly excuse myself. I figure that is a private moment, and I don't really want to be part of it anyway.


The Secret of the Egg
Back at Hogwarts, the one where I am a student, sitting at the dinner table is when Dumbledore brings up the subject of the tournament again. He says he hopes we are all making good progress on decoding the messages our eggs have to give us. Draco is beside me and he mutters that the egg sounds like someone torturing a hippogryph rather than a message any human could understand… I remember that the way to listen to the egg is underwater. I want to see if MoSh is there this time, so I wander over to the Gryffindor table. Neville is excitedly telling anyone who will listen that his parents are better and they will be visiting next weekend, he can't wait for everyone to meet them. MoSh is also there, as is Asuka, they are sitting next to each other getting a bit too touchy-feely for a public school… and if it wasn't for Neville, they would probably be gathering an audience. I say hi to MoSh, and he says hello, I ask if they have listened to their egg yet. He says no, this is the first time he has been back, Harry has been procrastinating, and Hermione has yet to figure it out. She has been spending her time researching all the strangest languages she could possibly think of. Of course that doesn't do it. We decide to listen to the egg in the lake, since there are both men and women in each group. I tell Draco I have an idea for the egg, and we go down to the lake. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and MoSh are there, too. I briefly think Ron is like a lost puppy following the others around even though he is not in the tournament. Draco thinks this is a weird place to take the egg. I tell him to get in the water with me, then duck under. He looks at me like he thinks I am nuts. Harry and Ron also think MoSh is nuts, but a look of realization is dawning on Hermione's face. She says of course, the density of the water will alter the sound the egg makes… maybe it's not a foreign language after all. We get in the water and go under, I open my egg. It is indeed speaking English now, it describes how to get to the bottom of the lake, follow a maze of passages, and get to the goal. Draco has to surface a few times for air, I breathe water without even thinking about it. When I surface, Draco asks if I am part fish… how long can I hold my breath, anyway? Ron, Harry, and Hermione are staring wide-eyed at MoSh, still underwater, and then he surfaces. Ron is stunned, he says, "Blimey! I've never seen anyone but a fish stay underwater that long!" To top it off, neither MoSh nor I are even winded. I can breathe water to get to the goal, I will have to figure out some way for Draco to do it. MoSh will be able to help Harry and Hermione better than any gillyweed!


Until It Sleeps
I am at the Hogwarts where I am supposed to teach a class, but I have absolutely no idea what I am supposed to be doing because I can't remember where in the curriculum the class is right now! I look through a book called Out of the Darkness by Raven Knight as the students are coming into the class, I figure I haven't taught them any healing spells yet, so I will start with that. I open the book to the song Until It Sleeps by Metallica. I explain the use of the song to the class… how it can be used to calm rage and anger from someone's heart, put the rage and anger to sleep. I also explain that if someone is doing horrible things because they are in pain, not physical pain, but internal pain… emotional pain, spiritual pain… this song will take that pain away. After the song, they will go back to acting like their true selves. Of course if their true self happens to be an asshole, they will still be an asshole after the song. It won't change that. It is meant to heal someone, not to transform who they really are, since that is a choice everyone has a right to make for themselves. I show the spell to everyone in the class, and this goes smoothly with no unexpected difficulties.

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