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I am in a house with wood paneling walls. It had the look of a cabin. The entrance was more elevated that the living room. The living room was flooded and it looked like a lake. The water was brown and murky and I could not see the bottom. It looked like there was seaweed and algae growing. There is a little floating dock leading out into the water. On the left there is a ladder leading up to a room that looks out over the living room. I climb up the ladder because I plan on crossing the living room by going a level higher. I get up there and there is a giant web and a spider that is as tall as the room as well as several DCs that I do not recognize. They all begin to walk closer towards me and I back away from them. I fall into the disgusting water and I can feel the seaweed brushing my legs.

I remember being told that I would not be able to ‘handle it’ in this place. I contested saying that I believed I was strong enough. I remember that I was wearing nothing but a long t-shirt and a pair of underwear but I didn’t care that I was underdressed in front of strangers.

I feel like a week has passed and now I am getting ready to leave. I am looking around frantically to find a ‘fleece’ sweater of mine (in reality this sweater is made of wool and I’m almost positive that I’ve donated it). My friend Joshua is there. I am angry with him. I ask him where my sweater is. He has it in his hands however we are on opposite ends of the water filled living room. He tries to throw the sweater across the water but fails miserably. It lands very close to him in the water. This makes me very upset. He jumps into the water to retrieve it. He crosses the living room and hands it to me. Somehow the water has shrunk my sweater so much that it could now fit a Barbie doll. Somebody says that it might be time to clean up the house. Joshua says that he will think about it and find a good method to clean it up (In reality Joshua often throws large house parties and is amazing at cleaning up his house afterwards). It now feels as though this entire week has been a party for these people and I feel that it was a horrible experience for me.

The dream seems to change suddenly. It looks like a scene of a movie and I am looking at it from a third person point of view. There are people swimming up to shore. They are dressed as if they are from the 40’s. They are survivors of a plane crash that are now stranded on this island.

Now the dream returns to the original scene except it looks like Joshua has ‘cleaned up’. There is no longer water in the living room, just hard wood floor. I am back at the cabin and I now know that the DCs are descendants of the survivors of the crash and we are on an island.

Although I do not remember my boyfriend being in other parts of this dream I suddenly being searching for him. I feel as if he has left without me. There is luggage piled up at the entrance and I see that his is missing. I begin searching for him outside with a flashlight. As I do so I see many people that I have not seen in a long time yet I honestly have no interest in speaking with them because I feel like I need to find my boyfriend. I felt abandoned.

I wake up.

I did not enjoy this dream. I felt stressed the entire time.

The first dream was probably because I've started playing a new MMO called Rift. Also, I had a dream earlier in the night, but the last few days I've been so tired that I don't write them down many times. Hopefully it's just a phase

3/5-6. 3. Playing WoW on dad’s computer on the couch. He comes in and says, “Are you at a stopping point? I need to get on” “Yah, I just have to loot these guys.” Get off. Dad gets on and logs into HIS WoW account (he plays in the dream). His character is lv55. “Wow, you’re 55, huh?” (graphics look amazing). Then I want to show him my character when he’s done. Use his computer, but ends up taking too long and he doesn’t care anymore. I start to play a racing game. Cars are based off of Toy Story characters. A setting was set to “real” so if you crash, you blow up. I make a racer blow up in a pile of rocks

1030. Theresa and I are in a hotel in Amsterdam. Take out the keycard and our room is 17. We walk by a door with 2 girls. Look on the wall and there’s a 17. They had just opened the door for someone and I peek inside. One of the girls at the door gives me an odd look like I shouldn’t be looking. “Oh, this is my room… 17.” We walk in and it’s huge and open(50-75’ ceiling at least). Girl shows us around the place. Starts with the front and there’s a heart shaped bed. Then an open space and the lady starts to dance. I think to myself “I hope I don’t have to dance with her.” Then the room is a bar and lots of people. We find Michelle Xxxxxx and hang out with her. See a Kelly Xxxxx guy around. We go to some table with a few guys and talk. Guys start to act like dbags, so we kindly leave and get our own table. Theresa is now StacEy, but named Brianne. Another girl is Brianne Xxxxxx. StacEy is now Theresa again. I’m sweating a lot for some reason and trying to use my shirt to wipe off the sweat. Shirt is long sleeved and light blue. We then start to leave. Kelly guy seems mad at us. We decided to head up some stairs and go to our room. I’m back on the 1st floor and some guy bumps me. Then Kelly again. I head to the room since a big fight seems to be brewing

Nicole and I were playing on a Minecraft server together. We ventured into an unexplored area and found some strange, circular platforms floating in the ocean. They looked like targets. Assuming the administrator had plans for these, I decided building on them was pointless; the buildings would just get destroyed. We walked back in the other direction, and I found an old cabin I had built previously to survive a night. I decided I would stay there until morning. I was glad I found it when I did since skeletons were already patrolling behind it. I looked around the cabin and quickly discovered the basement. I couldn’t remember why I abandoned the cabin… Until I saw the creepers hiding in the basement, that is. There were at least seven of them, and they all noticed me. Only one jumped up to the ground level, though. I backed into a corner to try to force it to blow up where the damage would be minimal. I knew I couldn’t fight a creeper in this small space. Unfortunately, the creeper knocked out nine blocks on the south wall, exposing me to roaming zombies! The open space was three blocks high, so I quickly placed a line of wood across the middle to keep the zombies and creepers at bay. This didn’t protect me from skeletons or spiders, though. I tried to find materials to use without going into the basement. I tried typing “/give Nephanim diamonds” to see if I had operator rights on the server for whatever reason. The dream didn’t seem to care that I typed the command incorrectly. As I worried that someone would see the request for items and complain that I was cheating, I got a red error message back from the server. It said that I had received a warning from the staff, and the item request had been denied. Boo… I decided to brave the basement for some dirt. To my surprise, it was now empty. Dirt was better than nothing… I don’t know why I had thought to put diamond blocks up instead of something less valuable. Anyway, while I was down there, I found these long, skinny lego blocks and put them together to form a red and yellow striped wall. It still wasn’t wide enough. The corners of the hole were still open, and skeletons were shooting me. I saw that my health was empty. I was alive, but not for long. Another arrow hit, and my items burst from my body. Apparently, my spawn point was close tot he cabin even though I expected to have to run across the island. I carefully returned to the building, collected my belongings, and went on my way.

I met up with Nicole again, and we found a water purification plant beside a street. We filled buckets with water from the clean end and sampled it. The water was horrible… On top of that, we were stealing it. We laughed about all of this as we roamed some more. We found a car, I guess… Some people called Nicole and told her to pick things up from Chick-fil-A. We went there, but we didn’t buy anything for these people. Nicole spent $14 on something applicable to her diet. I saw that $5 of it went toward adding extra bacon. That plus my food and two drinks came out to $21.45. I misheard the amount, so I only pulled out a $20 bill. The drive-through was reversed as if we were in Europe, so I had to pay. To my immense surprise, when we pulled up to the window, the cashier handed us $21.45 instead of taking our money. Speechless, I put the money away. She passed our food over and closed the window. As Nicole drove off, we argued about what just happened. Nicole seemed to think she had gone to the wrong service window, but there was only one.

“They just paid us to take their food,” I said. “That’s all there is to it. It’s not really stealing if they don’t ask you for money… They didn’t ask you to pay when you ordered, right?” Of course not – the woman just said the total was $21.45. It really was our lucky day! Free water, free food, free money! As we continued driving, I became aware of another reality overlapping with this one. I was on a modern pirate ship as we sailed away from the coast. The farther away we went, the more I worried about dying and being too far away to retrieve my belongings. I remembered that I could set up to ten warp points, though, so I kept resetting one warp point as we continued south of the shore. My crew mates discovered stitches on my arms just below the elbow. I explained that I cut them off in order to switch my arms with Nicole’s. I would probably have scars for the rest of my life. For some reason, my crew decided this was traitorous, so they dragged me toward the back of the boat. I was shoved overboard. As I flailed in the ocean, I returned to my former reality. I was in the same car, but my mom was driving instead of Nicole. Nicole and I moved from the middle seats to the back and sprawled out on top of a bunch of Chelsea’s stuffed animals. I kept lulling Nicole into sleep so I could carry her. It worked. She almost fell into a sea of stuffed animals behind the seat, but I caught her.

Meanwhile, I swam back to the ship in the pirate reality. I don’t know why I bothered to go back there, but it was the only place I knew to go. Once I was safe, I switched realities again. Nicole stirred. She looked like she had lost all sense of time and place. She wasn’t wearing a shirt, either. I told her about the overlapping realities. She seemed impressed. I tried to have my way with her, but she refused. I kept asking until she suggested something else. She turned me into a child and herself into a babysitter (although we were like small action figures instead of people). We were going to roleplay. While we entangled ourselves together under a thin blanket, I began to wonder where we were going. We had been driving in one direction for a while. I looked at my mom beyond the shadows of the blanket. She made eye contact with me in the rear view mirror. I saw an infinite stretch of interconnected highways in front of us. There were street signs all over the place, and no matter how far we drove, the dream was always able to fill in the space with the same amount of detail. It could continue indefinitely, I realized. We were in a dream. If nothing changed, my mom would keep driving forever! I tried to use my intent to bring us to WritersCube’s canvas void by car so could get out and try teleporting to his Monolith Gardens dreamscape. I didn’t want to bring the car along. Strangely, I lost some time here… That doesn’t happen very often. The next scene I remember was non-lucid, but there wasn’t a rough jump in the dream like there usually is.

I sensed that a police car would pull up beside us on the highway soon. I was lying across the area behind the back seat with all of Chelsea’s stuffed animals. I knew this wasn’t legal – for one, I didn’t have a seat belt on – so I tried to keep still to avoid drawing attention to myself. Sure enough, a cop car merged onto the highway right beside us. My mom ordered me to come sit in the middle seats once we passed the patrol car. She explained where we were going at last: to a mental hospital. I understood immediately that I had been tricked. I grasped at fleeting questions in my head, but I didn’t know how to respond. I would be kept in solitary confinement for my own good, she said.

“This will keep you from polluting your mind on the computer all day,” my mom continued. “Think of it like this: you’re decontaminating your mind and body until you can function like a normal person in society. You don’t need all that bacteria.” I wasn’t sure I agreed (if I even understood what she meant). It didn’t occur to me that I was free to say no. Rather, I wondered how I would finish school… We pulled onto the side of the road beneath an overpass where a bunch of other cars were parked. My mom and dad got out of the car (when did my dad show up?!) and started moving luggage to a man sitting on a white couch. My dad put all of Chelsea’s stuffed animals in a suitcase.

“Do you really need all of this?” he asked me.

“Those are Chelsea’s, not mine. Ask her.” I looked over and saw that the guy on the couch hand his hand on a zipper. I thought he was opening a suitcase to see what was inside. “Don’t screw with my stuff!” I yelled. Everyone stared at me, clearly prepared for me to attack one of them. I realized the guy was just zipping up a compartment in the bag that had been open. “Sorry. I thought you were going through my stuff.”

“Don’t you want these gloves?” my dad asked, showing me a pair of new winter gloves. I saw an old pair of gloves on top of one of my suitcases. “Those old gloves are falling apart… These are flame-resistant, too, so they won’t burn in the summer.” I quietly accepted the gloves. I still felt awkward because of my previous outburst. I walked over to a woman sitting in a chair. She had a computer monitor for a head. She asked if I had any questions about the hospital.

“Yeah, will I have internet access…?” I asked. No response. “Because… Well, that’s how I keep in touch with people… And I keep a dream journal online.” At least one good thing came of this, I realized. I would be able to devote most of my energy to dreaming. I had argued briefly with my mom about this in the car, but the more I thought about it, the less I felt like struggling. If everyone felt I belonged in a mental hospital, I wasn’t going to fight it… The computer woman still didn’t respond to my question, though! I scrolled through a list of frequently asked questions on her screen. It seemed the hospital made every effort to provide patients with internet access, so I was basically content. An IRC window popped up. I saw “Tande” at the top of the chat and thought Kelsey was running the hospital until I scrolled down and saw Nicole’s IRC username in the user list, too. “Oh… IRC just recognized me as Elita.” I closed the chat and walked away from the computer woman.

I heard a girl screaming behind a closed door. When I opened it, I saw a large rat jumping around in a garage. The girl was terrified of it. I grabbed a broom and said I would save her, but I had to wait for the rat to move away from the door so it wouldn’t see me. The rat chased her into the corner. Then, it came back toward me. I slammed the broom down on its back, pinning it to the ground. If I could just hold it there, I could kill it with something… It was a perfect hit, but this rat was tough; a broom wasn’t enough to bash the life out of it. The rat squirmed free of the broom. It went straight to its attacker, jumping onto my chest and sinking its teeth through my clothes. I swatted at it. As I awakened, I sat up frantically in bed to get away from the dream rat. I did this twice before I realized I was in a different reality.

I was chasing Austin around our parents’ old house in North Carolina. I lost sight of him upstairs, so I started checking hiding places – our bedrooms, closets, under beds and desks… I saw that it was oppressively dark in the hallway bathroom. Where else could he be but in there? I approached the shower curtain to draw it back. I knew what would probably happen, though… I would find some kind of shadow creature instead of Austin because this was a dream. My mind enjoys those kinds of cheap thrills, I thought to myself. I braced myself for the shock and pulled aside the curtain. I heard Austin’s laugh echo all around me. I couldn’t see anything in the shower except a twirling puff of smoke. Right… I walked out of the room.

Im biking to my job at Tampere, and I have this feeling I have gone there with bike before also. The distance is really short and Im in Tampere in no time. Im about to cross the bridge and when I do, there comes some other guys with bikes from behind me and I push them away. Then Im biking in k-street near the kiosk, and Im about to go to S. I bike to that street and turn to left even though S doesnt live there. I see J's house and it has big windows and I can see inside the house from the windows and J is standing there freezed and I realise its a freezed picture from some security cam. Shes looking hot and I go around the house and see her again, now he sucks her finger quickly and freezes again. Im thinking "If this would be a dream I'd break in, but sadly its not" . Then I turn back and make sound effects with my mouth like I would be accelerating with the bike. Then I come near S's house but I have forgotten to ask if hes home and I dont want to meet his mother in the yard. I see his mother coming and hide behind some trees. Then suddenly its my mother who comes and sees me, then we talk something quickly.

My dream started off entering a abandoned building with no walls. I looked around thinking who must have been there recently. There was Very very large fruit sitting on the three tables ahead of me as I stand in the door way, There were 3 watermelons, One watermelon on each table. I imagined someone eating the fruit, actually I imagined 3 people at each table, Alone eating there over sized watermelon. After a while I went outside as the house was making me think too much. The only emotion I can say for sure I felt was curiosity and turned around to go back outside. When I got outside, I looked to my right and there was a drive way. In the drive way was 2 crates, they looked like milk carton distribution crates, On the 2 crates was a carved piece of Melon. A huge carved piece melon, It must have been 4 foot long and 2 foot high, With each side of the fruit part of the melon resting on one of the crates. Behind the Melon was a brick wall, After another while, I got bored, and decided to venture to see what else I would find. I had no fear, Just curiosity, The whole time. In what seemed like a blink of an eye, I was all of a sudden in a parking lot, Now looking back, It was in the shape of the parking lot at the Travel Plaza in South Carolina where we stopped on the greyhound trip, Except The building wasn't there. Walking straight up the parking lot, to my right was a forest, I started to feel the presence of another being, like a incomplete person. I looked ahead to see a strange black shadow person. What was weird is I still had no fear, Curiosity still went through me, I don't know exactly what my motive was to do once I got close. All I know is that my motive was indeed to get close. So, I continued very confidently toward this figure. Since it is most common to see them out of peripheral vision, you should know I looked straight at it. When I was about 5 feet away from the figure, He let out a loud scream as if he was afraid, And The way he ran showed he was in fear for some reason. He ran so fast But yet, I somehow kept my eye on him to the edge of the forest as he disappeared.

This isn't the first time I've seen a shadow being, I've seen many in real life since I was a kid, and I always looked straight at it. Shadow beings just never seemed to want to mess with me like they do others, I've caught them doing things like dancing around my fiance, and soon as they know I caught them they disappear. I feel there presence mostly in the closet at night,They never come out But, I know they are in there sometimes. Although, I don't feel the threat others do from them. I've also had friends come to my house and keep jumping saying they've seen the shadow being, outside, inside, or around my house. I tend to laugh and tell them that I dare them to mess with me, Which furthers my friend's fears of being paralyzed and terrorized by them like they've heard from others experiences. I also must mention after meditating on this dream to try to possibly remember all I can, I felt the sadness you feel when someone dies, When I realized I never got the opportunity to do whatever it was that my soul was intending to do, It was very saddening for some reason to me.

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I had a dream about this guy that's always been a total douchebag to me. He wanted me to call him so we could talk about an unresolved issue. He was living in a garage. The strange thing was he wanted me to call when I heard a certain song on the radio. I can't remember the song, but it was very familiar. I heard the song come on and I called but I hung up on him cause I figured he was just going to criticize and harrass me like he always did.

The second part I remember, me and my finance were almost completely naked and what we were wearing were not clothes, but we were trying to sneak down the hallway from one room to the end of some house. We walked by a bedroom with a bathroom in it and he told me to check it. I woke up.

Alright been a while since I've been on the site, just figured out the new system. Ok, I'll start of to a link to my older stuff then bellow that I'll post some more recent dreams. http://www.dreamviews.com/f107/bloodsands-dreams-74505/

1-6-10
I was running down the street trying to get somewhere fast. A school bus driving it's self on autopilot with no driver or passengers comes by. I run along side and jump in and sit in the driver seat, I don't try to drive it, I just let it go on it's on. I am concerned about getting in trouble for getting on and try not to get in view of the bus camera. It doesn't get me where I'm going but I am back home. I come home only to find the police messing with my computer. They found nothing but I was afraid they might come back so I cleaned out the history but kept falling asleep before I could clean the free space on the computer. My mom keeps messing with it and she wants to get rid of it, which I could not allow to happen. Later in the dream I find myself with an odd storage device that I think someone from the future dropped into the past. I'm running away from a large hairy ape-like creature. It's gaining on me quick I think to take out my phone and try to play some loud music to scare it away. My bad luck a fairly slow song starts to play, or at least the beginning of it was. Not only that it was a song I never downloaded to the phone. Some weird song that started with a female voice singing “oh oh ohoh~ oh” followed by a male voice singing “stomp” and they repeated about 3 times. The creature turned of the trail I was on but was sure it was just going to try to get a head of me and cut me off.

1-12-10
I'm writing this dream well after it happened this morning so most details are lost. I remember being in the neighbors yard with a few people around. There were a lot of crows and my dog was killing them one by one. There was a stereotypical alien space ship noise that I heard every so often but no aliens in sight.
Another point in the dream, I forget whether it happened first or second, I was outside a school. I see two women with two young girls. I assume the younger girls must be one of the older womans daughters. I see them from further away and they seem quite unattractive, maybe even somewhat unhuman. I get closer and now they look much different, they look normal now. One of the women was trying to give the kids, now a young girl and young boy, a large dose of xanax. Judging by the size of the pills they must have been about 25mg.


2-17-2011
I'm in front of my grandparents place waiting for a school but while talking to my mom. The bus is coming down the road and I tell my mom to remind me tomorrow to grab my school bag since I had forgot to grab it. The bus pulls up and goes slightly past me more then I expected, I can see under the bus. There is a gap in the floor, so instead of walking around to the door, I go under the bus and up through the gap, it was a tight squeeze, and the bus driver seems confused saying “how did you get on already”. I take a seat to the left 2 or 3 seats back from the front. A girl in the seat in front of me throws a tack back my way. I ignore it. I see a boy in the front of the bus playing with what looks like my phone. I quickly check for my phone and can't find it. I go up to the boy and hold my hand out,he gives it right to me, so clearly it wasn't his. I looks through it and can't find any of my contacts, I think something is wrong with it. I put it in my pocket then find my phone in my other pocket. I check and my contacts are on it. My battery is low. I keep the other phone since it's exactly like mine and I've had trouble with my phone lately. We get off the bus and I show the kids how I can change the sky into other pictures with my phone. At some point I end up at my mom and step-dads place, there is a party going on. Something sprouts from the bottom of both my shoes. I quickly throw them off and vaguely have a sense that I had been doing something to my shoes earlier. I hear an announcement that the planet is to be destroyed do to the current situation. The tentacles from the shoes attack people and the sky starts turning black. I take out a device and slow down time, or rather I suppose I speed up time locally around myself. I then contact a friend on another planet, or perhaps plane of existence and tell him of the situation He seems more irritated then surprised I look around, in a windows I see a corpse and it's still moving. I think “oh crap I've made zombies and they are so fast even with time moving at %1 normal rate I can still see them moving. I run down to the house an go inside, I'm afraid I hear something in the house but I'm not sure, I just stay right at the second door, closed both doors but left them unlocked in case something was in the house.



03-06-2011
I don't recall the beginning of the dream. I was doing battle with some group, ether it was just me against them or it was that way nearing the end of the fight. There was one of them left, a woman of about 20 something in a black outfit. She is near a cliff-face with some large computer consoles of some kind. I feel this was what I was fighting to protect. The consoles were being run by two young children,a girl and a boy. They are maybe about 9 years old. The woman seems threatening I don't approach in fear that she will hurt the children if I do. I let her operate the console not even remembering why it was important, but whatever it was I wasn't willing to risk the children for it. The two little ones operating the consoles originally give in as well and give her a pass-code. My battle was lost but I was happy to have saved the kids. Suddenly they both fall over dead. She had poisoned them! I started to cry and yell at her “why did you kill them?! They had given you what you wanted!” She ignores the question and with only a hint of sadness in her voice she says “I've killed children before, school bullies and the like, but this was the first time I've killed children I think I actually liked.” I'm enraged and in despair at the same time. I go up to her and grab her by the chin from behind her prepared to snap her neck. I suddenly lose the will and go slightly limp staying in my position. "Aren't you going to kill me too?" I ask. I don't recall her response if she even responded. Somehow she is naked now and I am lustful in my despair, I think I can likely take advantage of her and then snap her neck later for what she had done to the kids. Holding her now while face to face we fall over the cliffs edge. I keep my left arm wrapped around her and with my right I tread water keeping our heads above water. Suddenly I feel something rough swim by and brush between our legs. She yells “there is a crocodile!” I swim away from her and notice another crocodile coming from behind me. I swim for shore as quickly as I can, I feel the tip of the crocodiles mouth brush my heal as he tries to bite me. I make it to shore. I run past some beach goers still afraid and disoriented. I find myself at a bed with someone I knew, I don't recall who. The bed is in a row of beds outside lined up with about ten feet between them. I lay down to rest while talking to the person I knew but don't recall. I look over at the bed next to us and a boy and girl of about 10 were there. The boy in swimming trunks and the girl in nothing but a towel. She had the towel lifted with her legs spread and the boys head in-between. He starts to give her oral sex but then they notice me noticing them and stop. At this point he stops and is now examining her vulva and she seems to think something might be wrong. The boy doesn't know, she ask the man I was with if he would take a look and tell her what he thought. He refused, so she said “fine I'll just strip and ask these men over here if they know”as she heads for the beach area. I call to her saying why doesn't she ask one of the girls (I said girls while thinking women) they are more likely to be familiar with everything down there. The person I was with said something in vague disagreement

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in some underground area, like a hallway between subway platforms. The hallway ramped upward and around to the right. The hallway was apparently the entrance to some water park.

It was Memorial Day, which was the last day of the summer (???). I thought this would be a perfect day for going to the water park. A lot of kids would be back in school already (?), so the park would be empty.

I was now out in the water park. I was walking along a narrow, winding, concrete path between some small, rolling hills, which may have been dotted by small, tree-shaped juniper shrubs.

The light was dim. It was like early morning, as if the sun had just risen. I wasn't sure that the water park was even open yet. I thought I'd have to wait to get in.

This was a pain in the neck. Right now the place was completely empty, and I would be able to ride the rides all by myself. If I had to wait until the place opened, other people would have time to arrive. Then I'd have to wait in long lines and deal with annoying people.

At some point, though, I saw a group of schoolboys. They were all white, kind of skinny, and pale. They were joking and having fun. So I figured if these kids were here, they must have started letting the school groups in. So obviously the place was open and I was okay.

I found a water slide. It seemed to be running alright. It was a big water slide, and it was made to look like a natural river. The water was rushing really rapidly. I had a red inner tube with me. So I was about to jump in.

Somehow the scene changed slightly. A lawn-type area was somewhere before me. A mother giraffe and a baby giraffe ran through the field. It was kind of surreal to see them.

After they ran past, a woman called out that animals had escaped from the zoo. It was like the woman was chasing the giraffes, trying to catch them. But I couldn't see the woman.

I was now (without noticing the transition) out on a lawn that was shaded by tall pine trees, which were spaced pretty widely apart.

I could hear other people's voices crying out in panic. Apparently a lot of people were panicked. Some people were trying to catch all the escaped animals. Others were running in fear, before the animals got out into this area.

I could now sense that the tigers were headed in my direction. I saw them in the distance. There were a few of them, but they were just baby tigers, less than a year old, and maybe 130cm long.

I jumped up into the air and began floating backwards. I figured that if I could get myself floating high enough, the tigers wouldn't be able to catch me, and that they'd just have to run past.

But one baby tiger climbed up into one of the pine trees. It ran out onto a limb. I was pretty sure that it was going to try to jump down on me. I thought I'd have to evade it somehow with a quick, mid-flight reflex. But the baby tiger climbed back down the tree trunk instead.

I now kind of wondered why I had been so afraid of the tigers and why I didn't just fight them directly -- if I'd even needed to fight them at all.

I was now out in some area like a concrete plaza that seemed to be surrounded by a lot of dusty areas fenced off by wood-poled fences. In the center of the plaza was a small, brick structure. It was now bright, sunny and hot.

A few women, including one who looked like a ranger from a national park I'd worked at about 10 years ago, ran into the building. They gestured for me to follow them. So I did.

The building was apparently something like an animal hospital. There were windows on all the walls. There were some stainless steel tables everywhere. Everything felt kind of dusty and abandoned. There was something like a red-leather-upholstered bed or chair, like a dentist's chair, in the center of the room. It was like the operating table.

We had all come into this room to shelter ourselves from the escaped zoo animals. We were all bracing ourselves, because apparently they were all going to converge here and attack this building, as if, for some reason, they were all out against us.

We now saw through one open door to my left the mother and baby giraffe running back. One of the women went out. I followed her. The giraffes were running back to their area, which was one of the dusty areas around the building.

The woman opened the gate for the giraffes. The giraffes went back inside. As they did, the woman cooed some kind of nice words to the giraffes about how they must have missed their home.

(I may have had another dream, right after this, that involved lions chasing me. I feel like a lot of parts of that dream may have been similar to parts of this dream. But I can't remember the dream.)

Dream #2

I was in some place like a big hallway with doors on either side. The place had a feeling like a college and a hospital. But it also felt like some kind of conference was going on. The place was full of people.

A Korean man, maybe in his mid-20s, wearing glasses and a big, puffy, grey jacket, was walking up behind me. He kept doing this weird, annoying thing where he'd walk up from behind me, edge slightly front of me, then edge back quickly, then walk up as if he were going to pass me again, then edge back again.

Finally I just threw an elbow at the man and knocked him behind me. He didn't bother me any more after that.

But now I was heading to a line for something. I saw that two Korean girls stood at the back of the line. They were really pretty. But I was afraid to walk past them. I knew they'd seen what I'd done to the guy. I thought they'd be ashamed of me for being mean to a Korean guy.

I think I walked past them, to get into the back of the line, which may now have been even longer. I walked past some thing like a tall whiteboard or length of paper or canvas stretched out on a wooden frame. I kind of had to squeeze through a small space between the canvas and the people in line.

(Side notes: I don't know why the people in my dream were Korean. I think it was because I was watching some Kim Bo Kyung videos on YouTube last night, right before I went to bed.

The annoying character of the guy kind of makes sense to me. Yesterday, I went to the Armory Show. On the walk down there, there was this girl who was following me and doing all kinds of annoying things.

I don't think she was trying to get my attention. I'm not even sure she was trying to be annoying. And she wasn't Korean. She was white. But her looks were kind of like the looks of the Korean guy in my dream.

At the show itself, there were a few groups of men and women who spoke Japanese with each other. They looked like artists, and I really wanted to talk with them. But I was way too shy. I get really shy in big crowds.

Also, the Armory Show got really crowded, which was slightly annoying. It wasn't terrible. I could deal with it. But it reminded me of the New York Anime Fest from last year, which was way overcrowded.

As I was walking back from the Armory Show, I wondered if there would be a time when the crowds at all these big events would be so overwhelming that I'd have to stop going. It made me a little upset that that was a possibility.)

Original Date: 3/6/2011
Type: New - Lucid
Dream:

I was in my living room (not exact, but it was mine) and everything was so realistic, like no dream I have ever had (and mine are usually pretty vivid, yet a bit cloudy), so crisp. I suddenly thought about dreaming and how I might be, my body felt weird in the dream, like tingly and light. So I actually remembered to do an RC! (This has never happened to me!) So I did the one I like the most, I looked at my hands and counted my fingers. At first, there were 10, so I was going to stick my fingers through my hand, but decided to count again... and this time there were 11, my pinkie finger on my left hand had an extra finger!! So then I knew I was dreaming.... I was trying to get a handle on it, and stabilize myself, but I was so excited, I could feel myself sort of getting pulled in and out of the concentration of the dream. - Now for some reason, this is the part of my dream that confused me. I went to the kitchen and decided to "roll out of my body" and rolled onto the floor (and I could hear my real body falling on the floor in the bedroom. I wanted to go look at my real body sleeping, but I got distracted with something else.) and then the last thing I remembered was going back into the living room, laying on the floor face down, and closing my eyes. I could then hear someone walking/stomping their feet and coming closer to me, I was terrified, and then (still with my eyes closed) I could feel them grabbing and pulling on the back bottom of my shirt, trying to yank me. I was really freakin scared at this, I had the urge to twist around and kick them away from me with my leg, but I was so scared that I woke up.

Feelings:
Excitement, experimental, memory, fear, scared

Objective Context:
A week ago I was reading "School of Out of Body Travel - 1 A Practical Guidebook" and wasn't really having success and was busy throughout the week, so I stopped my attempts. I have also been getting into the habit of doing RCs all throughout the day, usually counting my fingers and sticking them through my hands.

Dream of March 6th, 2011

Yay! I made progress! Last night I actually had a lucid dream. (btw the dream is very weird and hard to understand at parts, and it is also sloppily written at parts)

The part of the dream I can remember the furthest back was where I was at this place with a village. At one point I was talking to either my mom or some other lady who was asking me what kind of dinosaurs the people usually were there. I said that they were either baby t-rexs or baby velociraptors, and if not they were pterodactyls. After saying that, we all changed into dinosaurs and went to the beginning of the dream. In that dream it was about these other dinosaur children bullying me. It wasn’t very interesting.

Once that part was over I somehow went to a store where they were holding some kind of game show. The people were chosen to go into two teams where the leaders were already set. I’m not sure who the left team leader was but the right one was David Bowie. They didn’t really explain the game very well and it seemed as if

people were going to the other guy’s team for some reason even though they started with David Bowie.
At one point in that chapter I somehow realized it was a dream. Once I realized this it felt as if I had opened my eyes and everything felt extremely realistic. I was so happy but then I remembered that I had to remember my dream goals. I then remembered that I wanted to have a shared dream with saltyseedog, though I didn’t quite say their name right. Instead I called out “salt-sea-dog!?” multiple times, but nobody came. So, I left the store and went into the parking lot.

Outside the sky was stormy and gray; well, not very stormy but very gray. I ran and then jumped and flew towards a road and dodged some vehicles. Once across the road I tried to fly, but every time I hit this one tree while flying I would start to sink. This started to annoy me so while I was flying I yelled “fly, fly, FLY!!!” but it didn’t really help much. Instead of flying I decided to climb the tree. Near the top of the tree was a big rock thing. I thought of flying but was too scared that I’d fall all that way.

After that I somehow got back in town and I walked by some stores. I was really angry and wanted to teleport to Hyrule or maybe the moon so I tried to imagine behind the doors would be one of those places. As I ran past the shops I pushed or broke the doors open, and when it didn’t work I just moved on. Eventually I came to a strange district where a pub was. Out of the pug came a man who told me to watch out for a conning pixie. Right after he said that a male pixie (really just a drunk with wings) came out and started talking to me, but the other guy interfered and started arguing with them. As they were talking I woke up.

I remember remembering a dream before this, but I lost it.

My uncle Se., who is not much older than me, is telling me about something. I think there may be some others of my immediate family there. We are walking along a log dark open country road. I have been here in a dream before. That dream was before I started my DJ. I am walking away from my Grandparent's Th. house. The road is emptier in dreamland than irl. He was telling me about what would happen to a group of people (any people) if they did a certain action. I don't remember what it was. I think the penalty might have been getting hit by a bus. He is telling me as if it were a mathematical theorum. I am now in a large parking lot with Se. and a large group of gradeschool students. It's as if a field trip. I'm still thinking about what he told me. There is some wandering around looking at sculpture that might be some sort of modern art. I comment on some of the sculptures to Se. I think they somehow function. An old man who looks like a janitor gets a wrench out and starts fiddling with a rocket sculpture with pipes pointing up. He cranks three of the pipes. Green gas under pressure starts streaming out of each pipe. On the third one, there is an explosion. I duck down. When I look up, nothing is exploded, but there is alot of smoke. The old man says, "Oops, must've been a coal buildup." He sticks his eye over the third pipe and starts digging in it with his finger. I think how the gas must be hurting his eye. I also find it peculiar that coal got stuck in a gas line. He eventually extracts a lump of coal and presents it proudly. The field trip group enters a nearby building that is as ridiculous as the sculptures. Inside is a kid oriented museum with little activities for them to do. It is mostly dark. I go up some stairs where it is brighter. There are less activities up here and there is a little cafe. I think at this point, Se. goes downstairs and leaves me. I have some random boy following me. He is talking to me about what Se. told me. I think I spend awhile listening.

DJ Log: March 6, 2011 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: There were a couple of previous dreams, but I have no recall of them. This one is exceptionally clear and vivid, but my recall is suffering this morning.)

I woke up (FA) to it raining really hard outside. I get up and look out the window to see flood water running down the ditch and quite a bit of water running down my driveway. There is mud and large rocks washing down the hill, across my driveway and into the road. Several cars are trying to drive by between the rocks, but some of them are getting washed away. My truck is not in my driveway. It has washed up the hill and is sitting in the ditch up from my driveway. There are a couple of county maintenance vehicles also sitting there. I can see some bright blue flashes of light from the fallen power lines shorting out.

When I woke up, it was actually raining really hard. I'm certain that the sound of the rain on the porch roof outside my bedroom window interrupted the previous dream and brought this one on. I'm certain that I was 2 seconds away from lucidity here. I was just starting to notice that my truck got moved uphill in the flood waters, but woke up too soon.

Dream #1: I was with two hardened criminals. We were in a wide entry hall past the first set of double doors. One of them I took to be some sort of mastermind. He was showing us a device that beamed intense light into multiple security cameras at once. It also had a motion tracking gun to fire on anyone who interfered.

I got the impression we had rehearsed this particular heist a few times. When we were finally set up for the real thing, straight away a guard entered the hall through a side door and the auto-tracking gun shot him in the head, killing him instantly. An alarm sounded. I said "Does your machine have a way to deal with this alarm?"

He said "No. Run." I could hear sirens in the distance as we fled the scene into the city streets. Plenty of people were noticing us as it was just before dark. The city was unfamiliar. The "mastermind" told us to dump our top layer of clothes as we entered an alley way. We each did. I noticed we were wearing a lot of stripes and scarfs.

We made our way up a fire escape and I could hear and see police lights bouncing on building walls nearby. I felt intensely stressed out. I started questioning in my mind how I allowed myself to become involved in such a terrible scheme. I thought, "Maybe this is dream?"

My partners in crime were starting to get far ahead of me by roof top. I was thinking, "If this a dream, I should just jump off this building..." I hesitated. It was a good 10-story drop. I stood on top of a metal ventilation box to launch off from. Again I paused. Then decided, may as well! And I jumped...

Immediately I sailed into the air unaffected by gravity. I was extremely relieved at first, then excited to be lucid again. I glided around the city for a while looking for what I might do next. I spotted a power plant out of the downtown area and in a rural suburb with plenty of woods nearby.

As I went to land, I noticed there was a mass of power lines blocking me. I grabbed a hold of one with each hand and had the thought, "This might electrocute me." But nothing happened. So I decided to try something. I glided around the power plant collecting as many lines as I could hold. I had dozens when I landed. I proceeded to coil them up into a braided strand by tossing them out, like one unwinds a garden hose.

Once they were thick and intertwined, I looked around at the houses in the area. None had lights on. I held my right hand up the spit ends to send power to all the houses using my right hand. A huge burst of electricity emitted from my right hand. (Straight up dark side of the force.) I was thrilled at the raw power and visual quality of this effect. I looked around at the houses. Still they had no lights on. I did it again with more intensity. Again, a massive burst of fantastic electricity arched from my right hand into the power lines. I looked up again, and all the houses were light up now. --Then I woke up.


Dream #2: (I believe this dream started almost instantly when I fell back to sleep.) I was going to pick up my girlfriend from a party. I believe I was running, but at car like speeds. When I arrived at the party I was winded and the cops were there doing sobriety checks.

I told them, "Hey, I just arrived." The lady cop said, "Yeah but did you drive sober?" I remember feeling unsure. My GF emerged from within the house and told me she was ready to leave. We were on foot so the cops let us go on the spot. We walked to a coffee shop I have never seen before. There was a good number of people sitting around. I went in for a kiss, and she said "Hey, not in public!"

My lucidity from the last dream suddenly returned. I said "Oh these people are dead." -And with that, pointed my hands and fingers outward around me. No visual electricity emerged, but everyone was struck, there blood splattered against the walls, and they slumped over dead. -My girlfriend was horrified by this display.

I said "Don't worry." And repeated the same action again. The death was reversed and everyone came back to life astonished, laughing, and looking at me intently. I told them, "Leave us alone now, go tell everyone you died and were resurrected better people than you were before." They were delighted. Formed a single file line, and left the coffee shop. I leaned over and kissed my girlfriend. --Then I woke up.