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I remember killing someone....and feeling soooooooooooo bad about it. I kept thinking that friends of his were going to get revenge. I had a few wbtbs after that, but nothing as strong. Eventually I found myself in my old room when I was in the military. My old room mate was there, and two girls were actually occupying the room. We went to some sort of ball/party and I recognized some guy who died his har from blonde back to black.

I walk into my old primary school with my girlfriend on a friday afternoon, it is all fenced up as if it was a prison. We walk into the office and we have to go through a metal detector, i walk through first but as i walk through i see one of my old teachers that i had a great amount of animosity for, but we hugged instead and greeted each other with with warm friendship. He starts telling me that he redesigned the play equipment and built it from scratch. we walk into the playground and i see it, it looks very Americanised but enjoyable to play on. I walk up onto it and look around the school, there is bark everywhere, the slides on the play equipment were upside-down but the children were still able to slide down it upside down, i turn to my left and see a bunch of friends, so i go sit with them, Luke Wangman is there as well Dylan Bosman and others that i can't put a name to. A negro friend comes up to me and greets me, i say to him "remember in year 6 when Dylan teased you, and i was your only friend, you were a good friend" he replies to me "haha yeah, you were a good friend and still are, don't worry Dylan, that was a while ago i don't care anymore". -Memory fades from there.

I walk with a friend down the street, it is night time and the street lights are dim as if they aren't getting enough power. We walk into the service station and my friend starts to hear military personnel out the front, the shop owner also hears but i am not hearing it..... We are all hiding in the building, but i am not scared i start to eat the things in the service station as if nothing is happening, i am not afraid and everyone else is just over-reacting. I walk out of the shop with my friend while the giant squid like monster is attacking yet i am not phased by it at all, i am walking down the street while destruction surrounds me.

I was on a walk with friends through a beautiful woodsy area when I happened upon a small glider made of balsa wood floating through the air. I caught it and when I tried to throw it it broke (as I thought it would. damn myself). I saw that a small child was there and looked like the owner, so I told my friends to go on while I tried to fix it. I couldn't, so I played with the kid to keep his spirits high instead. He had some dumb skip he wanted the both of us to do down this one sidewalk. We did it a few times, but it wasn't to his satisfaction, so we kept at it. Meanwhile the area starts becoming infested with gang members so I tell the kid we should leave. He says "one more try" so I said ok and we did one more. The gang members came at me and I tried to run, but I was shot and fell in a ditch, where I was shot 7-10 more times. I went black, but when I came too I sprung from the ditch screaming and wailing at strangers who turned out to be my friends. I gained third person perspective and saw that I had about 20-25 puncture wounds on my back, so we guessed that I had been stabbed. We called an ambulance and I was rushed off, but felt fine and got out at "my house" where I hung around and didn't do anything of note.

I haven't performed an RC in a dream in months and I keep forgetting to do them in the real world. This has had major consequences in my recent dreams.

I remember being on a plantation and inside a gym. I also remember in another dream I was stung by a few bees. Nothing else really sticks out. I've also been sick these past few days with a cold, so I don't think that has really been helping my recall out. Hope you all have better luck than I do though!

The Boss

Not sure where I am but it's dark. It's chaos and people are running around and hitting people. We're too many and nobody can control us, so I make an attempt. I see a group starts hitting some people laying defenseless on the ground. I can feel the anger in me. I start shouting and stops them. Now I got a task, I have to control these people. I start running around shouting to people what to do and what not to do. There's a very fat kid that is probably my age, that I pretend to be friendly at. I tell him that he can join me and boss people around to control the chaos. He agrees, but then he starts eating someone. I get very mad, and demands him to puke him out. He tells me to open his mouth widely enough so he can do so, but it's very hard.

Escaping slave on the run

It's winter outside and I'm in a house. I am a slave of some kind. I am in the stairs with a little girl and her mother. The little girl demands me to do something, and I refuse. She starts crying/being sad, so then I start hugging her, pretending to go back to my room, so that I later can comfort her. I've decided I cannot stay here anymore. So I close the door to my room, find my own phone, and an Iphone, and put it in my pocket. I open the roof window and climbs outside. I want them to believe I've escaped and now they will search for me, but I want to go back in my room so I can pack myself better. I wait on the roof and inside I hear the chaos. Some of the bricks on the roof are very sketchy, and once I climb on the other side, I start sliding down but eventually I stop. I can see through the roof and they do not notice me. I can hear they talk about a big reward for catching me, and now I am even more determined to not be caught. I go on the other side of the roof and there's my big brother and twin-brother. At first I think they do not see me as a slave that escaped, but they tricked me into believing that, so now they're trying to catch me.

I'm on some kind of vacation location, with water and sand. I think I'm safe. I am hiding under my vacation house, but far away I can see a white car coming closer. I feel the fear inside me rise. I quickly understand that this car is approaching me, so I start running towards the check-in house. I know they will capture me if I can't make it to the check-in house. At first I thought the car would try to drive me down, but instead it stops and out comes my twin-brother. Now it's a race. As he smiles, he throws white muddy stuff at me, hoping it will hit me and slow me down. He misses most of the time, except the last time, where some of it, hits my back-head. I can feel that I am getting furious, and starts picking up several small stones on the ground, and then throws them back at him. The race has began. I start running in the water and after a little while, I look back, only to see that he is swimming, and closing in to me, so I decide to jump to the water that's on the right side. I start swimming as well. I know that by making it in time will decide if they'll be able to capture me or not.

#5

Very long vivid dream about me being in my friends house (or what resembled it), and it was my birthday. A ton of people were there but they were setting something up in a room and I wasn't allowed to go in, but I remember being extremely excited for whatever it was. I smoked a lot of cigarettes and had regular dialogue with all the people there. I remember making a specific age joke to a girl who didn't get it and I had to explain it to her... Thats about it.

As usual, when my life gets busy, I haven't had much recall at all lately. A few times, I've woken up with clear memories of exciting and mundane dreams, but I just haven't had the time lately to write any of them down. I've been too distracted even to keep notes of the dreams so that I can flesh them out later, and so they have all faded away. This one snippet below is something I dreamt last night. It was part of a bigger dream, but this is all I can remember. I remember this vividly because it was so pleasant!

In which we are cycling badasses...

R and I are riding our bicycles on the freeway. We are a part of a caravan from one place to another, but everyone else is driving. My father and someone else are in the car in front of us, and we pedal close behind so that we increase our speed and ease of travel by staying in an area of less resistance. Another man pulls up beside us in his car. He is middle aged and ginger haired, and he has a younger man in the passenger seat. At first we think he is driving aggressively because he boxes us in. Then we realize that he is reducing the resistance even more for us. Somehow we are now flying along at car speed, riding in the momentum that the two cars have created. It’s like we are in a tunnel of motion. After we get settled into the rhythm of the speed, it becomes extremely pleasant. The action requires just enough effort that we are wholly engaged in what we are doing, but not so much that it is a chore. We hit the zone when the action becomes effortless and we just focus on being where we are, at that moment. It's a beautiful day, and I can hear only the wind and the birds overhead. Everything seems to move in slow motion, serenely. There are mountains and canyons in the distance and the sun is shining warm on our skin. I look over at the man in the car next to us and he smiles. We are sharing the moment.

Later at the hostel, R and I are impressed at how quickly we covered the distance. Neither R nor I are tired at all; the cycling had been easy. We think of how it sounds more impressive than it really was. One day, when we tell our children that we pedaled all this way, they will think we are badasses.

DreamLucidAwake

Uncontrollable Fury

I don't really remember the beginning of this dream. I do remember seeing a man standing inside a pond with a baby. Something about it didn't seem right, so I started walking over to the pond. I then saw him hold the baby under the water trying to drown it. I ran into the pond as fast as I could and punched the guy in the face. I brought the baby back to the surface and somehow got it to breathe again.

"What the hell were you trying to do???" I asked the man.
"That is the child of the enemy. He should be killed!" The man said.
"That's not his fault!" I exclaimed
"He'll grow up to be a monster. Give him to me." He demanded.
"No." I told him.

He was about to take the baby from me by force, but I just punched him in the face again. I kind of knocked him out and left him floating on the water. I walked over to a house and left the child on a rocking chair. I then heard the sound of an animal crying in pain followed by laughter. That combination did not sound one bit right. I followed the sounds to back of the house. On the other side of the house I saw 3 men surrounding a dog. The dog was covered in cuts and bruises and it looked like it hadn't eaten in days. Two of the men were holding down the dog and beating it while the other guy was taking pictures of them.

It completely sickened me to watch this and my anger started rising quickly. I somehow becaame lucid at this moment and decided I would go over there and beat some sense into those guys. Before I could even take my first step towards them the dog they were beating had died. They kicked it a few more times before tossing it to the side. I then saw them bring my dog out of the house and hold him down. One of them pulled out a pair of scissors and started cutting my dog's nose up. This pushed my anger far beyond its limits.

I transformed into a dragon and started growling. I actually found this scary because I completely stopped acting human. When the man was about to stick the scissors in my dog's eye I let out my most powerful draconic roar. It knocked them all to the ground and used time control to close the distance before they could get back up. The one with the camera did man age to get back up though and he attempted to run into the woods. He only made a few steps before I stabbed my claws right into his back. I used my earth element to smash him into the ground with as much force as powerful. I then started biting and clawing at him.

As I was doing this, the man with the scissors tried to sneak up from behind me and stab me. I saw this coming with my danger sense though and cut the man's stomach with my tail blade. When I turned to face him he tried to stab me again. I shoved my claws straight through his arm and he dropped his scissors in pain. I forced him to the ground with my claws still in his arm. I then started biting and pulling at his arm until it was completely ripped off. I finished him off by slashing my claws through his throat.

The last man pulled out a hand gun and shot me in the side. It knocked me to the ground and hurt like hell, but I didn't care at all. I got right back up and slowly started walking towards him. He tried firing another shot, but this time a purple spark appeared a few inches in front of me. The bullet seemed to have bounced off of this energy. He tried firing a few more shots at me, but the same thing happened whenever a bullet got near. I soon cornered the man against the house and started growling again. He stumbled to the ground and I pierced his chest with my claws to be sure he wouldn't crawl away. I then looked directly into his eyes and released a red energy (fear) into his mind. He started screaming in fear until he passed out a few seconds later. I ended it when I jumped up into the air and smashed his head with a tail strike.

I was now in some sort of killing frenzy. I was looking all around me for anything to kill. I started roaring and took out many trees with my draconic roar. It wasn't until I saw my dog lying on the ground in pain that I finally calmed down. I came back into control of myself and undid my dragon form. I walked over to my dog and used my healing magic on him before waking up.

When I woke up, I still had much anger inside me. So much in fact, that I had to punch my wall. My hand still hurts...

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