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I can't really recall what I dreamt today. Although it was something sad I think. I think I cried alot. And it was something about a girl or something.

Anyways it quite hard to remeber when i've been awake all day and went to school and so on.
Also I've started to reality check everytime I'm looking at my clock so I will use it in my dreams and realise it's a dream and then kick ass.


Good night and sleeptight

I am a little frustrated because I had pshyced myself up, planning on a great night of LDing. While I had 3 distict LDs they were very short.
LD25 since 02/19/12: DILD I was walking and a big fox came running out from no where. I did my levitate RC and it worked. I became lucid and tried to look around. I decided to try and get a white room effect like in The Matrix training area. I turned away from the scene but did not expect any new scenery. It worked, I was in a blank white feild of space except the remainss of the last scene in one part of it. I lost all recall at that point.
LD26: DILD Swirling shapes were floating about and I realized it must be a dream. I became lucid and tried to look around, just more crazy shapes, I tried to look at my hands to stablize. They came in and out of view, and I woke up before I could stablize.
LD27: I did a WILD attempt after about 6 hours sleep. I was at it a while when a vivid scene of looking up stream from close to water level at a river appeared. I realized it was real LD imagery and that I was lucid. I studied the images for clarity and realism. It all looked great. I realized I had no dream body. I thought about forming one butfirst I tried to look around. New scenes of rivers would form. At that point I lost recall.
Dur: All 3 were less than 2 minutes.

Dream I had last night

So I'm on this island and apparently have been on it for some time. It's me and my family and some others. I don't really remember how we got there, i think it was because a shipwreck or something but that doesn't matter, what does is the fact we can't get off the island. There are about 30 people total ans we have mad a little village. So some creepy stuff starts happening. It was nighttime through most the first part of my dream so it's dark. I start hearing noises coming from the jungle on the island that surrounds own village. (By the way the "village" houses are RVs) So I'm looking around and start seeing Darkness moving around in the corner of my eyes. I Start freaking out and go inside the largest building which is a makeshift house(the only one it look like it would be on a island). Anyway stuff goes down and people start going crazy and i have know idea whats going on other than the fact the people on the island are becoming zombie like(Not dead, just insane trying to kill others) So me and my sister along with some of her friends, for some reason I'm like 12 and my sister is 17 and her friends are around her age so I'm being treated like a defenseless little kid. (In reality I'm 17 and my sister is 20)
We are running around trying to get away from all the crazy people. We come to the conclusion that the darkness thing is mind controlling them or something along those lines and we later figure out it can only do that if you are in a enclosed area or a small space (Small being the size of a small RV which most the people on the island are living in) So as long as you don't go inside you won't get your mind stolen. Only problem with that all the already crazy people are outside trying to kill you. We run down to the beach and for the first time there are Jet skis lined up there so we each take one and ride out on to the water.
I get left behind quite always and this giant boat looking thing comes between me and the others. I somehow manage to jump through this hole in the side of it to the other side. On the other side my jet ski lands on concrete and i find myself in the parking lot of Walmart. I get off my jet ski and look all around. I'm now in a completely different setting. Before I can really grasp that around my understanding my sister grabs my are and says we have to get out of there. I notice her friends are still there motioning for us too hurry. Then I notice something else. Everyone is dress in normal closes but for some reason I'm in a one piece bathing suit. So I'm like WTF why? I end up stealing some cloths.
We somehow end up in a hotel just hiding out. Apparently the darkness thing from the island is following us and we have to keep moving to stay ahead of it. I don't really know whats going on at this point but we make it to my house and it all starts to fuzzy from there. I do remember we climb into a boat that is on a trailer attached to my grandpa's truck. He says he is going to take us somewhere save. I remember talking to my sister
Me: So why we in this boat and not in the truck?
Sister:Because we have to stay in a open area so the darkness can't get us.
Me: oh....
Sister:......
Me:.......huh
Sister:What?
Me: Well if that's why we are back here then whats to keep the Darkness from getting grandpa...who is in the truck... driving...
Sister:....
Both:
About that time the truck, thus the trailer with us in the boat, start going all over the road. Everyone in the boat are all screaming and freaking all then suddenly I went completely weightless as the truck, trailer and boat all flipped.

And then i woke up.

The end

Dream One: I woke up around 3 am, and listened to music for about an hour then went back to sleep hoping that I'd be able to stay aware as I fell asleep. The result, I saw black, with no images and started hearing music. I listened closely and recognized the music as the songs I was listening to before I went back to sleep, but the words weren't right, it was like they were gibberish to the tune of the songs. The closest thing I can equate it to is a Simlish, if you've ever played the Sims you know what I'm talking about, lol. Frustrated I opened my eyes thinking this wasn't right, I should see images and hear the songs correctly! When I opened my eyes, I was in the passenger seat of my car with my husband driving. I briefly wondered why I was in the car, but my brain told me I was driving to a big city about 2 hours away, and even though the town we were driving through was in the opposite direction, I accepted it and failed to realize I was in the dream I was trying to achieve. I close my eyes in the dream and tried again, this time getting a different song still no image, and opening my eyes frustrated. I did this a few times before the frustration actually woke me up for real

Dream Two (Fragment): I don't remember the context, but I remember slapping my mom in a dream, then storming off. I remember thinking in my dream that I probably went way over board (I have never slapped my momma!) and was maybe being childish, but my dream self was sure that I was on the good side of the argument, and that mom wanted to do something bad to someone.

Exclusive Club [Non-Lucid]

I was going to some super exclusive club with N, and there were a few ravers of band groupies walking out of it when we pulled up in N's car. Apparently it's just like a crazy drugs and other illegal things haven and you're supposed to act so casual outside to keep it undercover that you're not even allowed to laugh or they won't let you in. And they advise you to take your shirt off for at least ten minutes first so that when you go in and feel how muggy it is it won't stick to you as easily? We're sitting in the car while N waits the ten minutes with his shirt off, and a group of kids walks up up to the window. Among them were some kandi kid, some guy who claimed to have just gotten back from a Van Halen concert, and some random blurry DC. The raver was drooling and spitting all over the place, it was so gross. And then N GOT UP AND WENT UP TO HIS FACE AND KISSED HIM, AND PULLED THE DROOL BACK WITH HIM. Oh my god, I don't even want to think about it. >.< We finally went inside and saw a guy, J, who I haven't seen since middle school, and we were sitting at tables positioned at uncomfortably steep inclines. Like seriously, we were basically standing. J starts joking about the tables, and I look away and back one time and N had been replaced with some blonde-haired girl who looked like one of the people I was drinking with last night, and she had some alcoholic drink in her hand. (If I had to guess, it looked like a scotch on the rocks.) She starts talking about something, but I don't really remember what, and then I wake up.

Two dreams tonight, woohoo.

The worst TV show is now even worse.
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID

Warning, this dream was gross.

For the life of me, I could not find a single damn thing on TV today. Most of the channels were out, and what remained were crappy cartoons. I flick to Cartoon Network, hoping I would find something half decent, only to find the awful teenage rendition of Ben 10, but I have no choice since there was nothing else on. It seems to be a fight between Kevin and some alien, while Ben 10 and the other girl (whose name I always forget) stand back, powerless for some reason. The alien is about six times taller, muscular, with yellowed skin and a wrinkled red face. He has spikes on his knuckles, which he was currently using to impale Kevin, as he struggles to find a surface he can duplicate. This is what kids my brother's age watch these days? I thought in disgust. Kevin, now lying on the floor, is grabbed by the alien by his shirt collar and pulled up. One near fatal punch to the chest, and he was floored. Ben and the girl looked away in disgust. Kevin somehow stands up, but the alien sticks a metal disc in his chest, and the cavity begins to close up. This was not good news, as Kevin stood silently as the disc inside of him began to whir, and severed his internal organs. His skin turns a pale gray, and the disk emits a gas that somehow breathe life back into him - or rather unlife. His eyes sink the back of his head, he stretches out his lips to reveal rotting teeth. The metal disc had turned him into a zombie. This is the most poorly developed show I have ever seen. I pick up the remote and change the channel.

The Terror of the Black Blobs named Ike
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
fragment

I slammed the door behind me, gasping for air. It was too dark to see in this room, and the only source of light was from the sun - if only it had not been covered with clouds earlier. I prop a chair under the knob and sit on the bed, trying to get a grip of myself, and the closest weapon of course. My brother entered through the back door, slamming it in a much similar fashion as mine. He sat down opposite of me, and we both began to listen for the movement of a collection of black, legged, slime.

"I see Ike hasn't got'cha yet," he said.

"I could say the same for you, it was on your tail for a second there.."

A whoosh and slam caused both our heads to turn to the direction of the door. The hall to this room was airlocked in a sense that there are two doors to the room, and the being had made it through one, and is now slamming down the other. I looked through the window by the door as I jumped to hold it down, ant the being was rushing, back and forth, pounding against the door on the other end of the airlock.

"RUN!" I yelled to my brother as I held the door against the pounding force behind it.

I had forgotten that the being had glowing red eyes, which beamed through the cracks of the door and lit the room with a crimson light. I planned out my escape, and rushed out the back door and slammed it shut, finding myself by the pool in the back yard.

I had heard my mom pull up to the home and yell, "I'm hooome!"

"Don't go in the house mom! It's not safe, get back in the car!" Her door slammed without hesitation.

The slamming at the doors had stopped. I had started to walk back into the house with relief, but then heard a noise that sounded similar to the scraping of jello off a plate.

"Sonofabitch!"

The blobs turned the opposite corner of the house, and for the first time exposed their true self by separating into many different beach-ball sized things. I turned around the corner to run, but the dream had faded to black. No! I thought. This dream isn't over yet! Visualizing my surroundings, a landscape had erupted from the darkness, and I was back in the dream.

My intentions had changed, and as I turned the corner I picked up the double-barreled pump-action shotgun (lol) I had expected to be on the ground and aimed. The shotgun was too big and clunky to aim accurately, but I disregarded that as I cocked it back. I shot both barrels, taking out a couple blobs, but noticed that the ammunition was ineffective and seemed like it was shooting powder rather than buckshot. I threw it aside, as it was more fun to use other means of disposing of the problem. I grabbed a slimeball telepathically, and with all my mental strength, hurling it upward for it to land and disintegrate in the pool. Rinse, wash, and repeat with about forty other slimeballs, and you get a pool blackened with the scum of an unknown force. The plague kept on coming, but they were easy to dispel, so I decided to escape. I propped myself up ready for flight and the-

"They deactivated my account!!"

What? Thoughts stirred in my groggy mind, and I slumped down in bed, cursing at whoever yelled that silently.

I am just so amazed by Thomas Campbell. He is a former NASA physicist and he explains the nature of everything!
He explains the answer to the all, and he explains it with science! He even explains OBE with quantum physic! :shadewink:

This is my new hero and I am going to read his book "Theory of Everything" ToE, and see what he has to say.
And he also say what I like to say. It can't be explained, you have to experience it.

The Matrix is real! Free your mind!

I will share what I learn here as usual ;)

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I have read some pages in his book now and he talks about the things I have allways known:

The belief in yourself is the important aspect. And these things can only be proven by your own experience.
Intent is a helpful tool.
And meditation help you learn to be conscious.

Although he explains all this with physics! I have read about his view on meditaiton and have decided to stop using guided meditations, it was annyoing in the end anyway. Instead i am going to try my own awareness of the location techniques this night, just to see what I think about it. If that doesn't suit me I am going to use one of his recommended mantras and stick to it, until the day I die. Serriously it's the only way :shock: Haha no, but I will at least stick with it for some weeks.

1: There was something about a cave, maybe a Readingcavern in the library. It was navy-bluish on the outside walls, and inside is was dark. Me and a couple of friends sat there.
We probably went outside of the hole, as the next thing I remember is standing by the library disk, lending a book about handling handicapped children or something. Me and L. had been put in charge of taking care of a disabled girl we didn't fully know.
We went outside, to our car. As I sat in, E. drove past.
He had a new hairstyle, the punk-ish kind where half the head is shaved and a bang that covers one eye is the only "long" hair on the head. It was it's usual brown, with black or red stripes. Kind off a undercut with lenght on top, covering one eye. (false memory- he had been at the barbershop a little time ago) He really suited it.
He drove past in a red sports car, I think. He had a great smile on his face, directed at me, which meant we were still friends.
There was something more after this, but that is long gone for now.

(undercut Men's Hairstyles For 2012)

03.14.2012

Biology Professor Office Hours, Chemistry Professor & Chalkboard, Riding a Motorcycle on Snaky Sidewalk, Someone posts IRL image of themselves (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Most of these were really vivid, I remember waking up for a WBTB, and I know I recalled a dream during that time, but I didn't spend long on the WBTB anyway. These dreams are not in chronological order, and I still have lingering images in my head about what happened, which is good.

Dream 1: Biology Professor Office Hours

I go inside a room where a man that looks an awful lot like the professor I had for Biology 111. It seems he's just sitting there casually waiting for someone to come in, so I'm assuming this is what he does during his office hours.

(Since the real one doesn't do as much research anymore, he has a lot of free time to play Solitaire, and some students found that he really does this).

I go up to him to talk about an Exam, and he still has a passive demeanor, and I don't remember too much on what I asked of him, but I know it was related to Scantrons and an Exam.

I think the dream shifts a little where I'm in the same room, but he's standing up and holding a blue version of a test, and he's looking directly at me waiting for me to ask him a question.

Dream 2: Chemistry Professor & Chalkboard

I'm sitting inside a lecture room for Chemistry apparently because I see an Asian woman who looks like the Chemistry 112 teacher I'm taking right now as a second semester freshmen at my University.

I believe she has a projector screen up, but she decides to use the green chalkboards behind it to erase a few things, probably from previous classes where the other professor forgot to erase.

At first, it seems she's using a weird object to erase the chalkboard, and I think a few students where bothered by this, but she finally realizes she should use an actual chalkboard eraser. It's fairly big, and she's doing a horrible job erasing things.

(In the real class, people didn't like her at first because she had a hard time configuring the projection screen and writing too small on the white board, but now I think they like her a lot. Just mentioning that to remember the mood of everyone in this room).

She's swiping in an up and down motion with the eraser, and you can still see the streaks of what she erased on the board. It bothered me a little, but I tried not to worry about a small thing like that, but the way she did it so quickly and horribly was just irritating.

She turns back to the class to probably start the lecture, and I think a few students in the large lecture room are talking to each other about something, most likely complaining about her exams or something of the sort.

Dream 3: Riding a Motorcycle on Snaky Sidewalk

The environment is either afternoon or close to it. It feels like I'm at my University, since I see some small stone hedges containing plants, seeing the green grass that is pure and clean (they have a strict policy in students keeping off on certain areas of grass, which makes the whole University even more beautiful, just don't go to Bryan, TX though lol).

I believe this motorcycle was black, and apparently I have to catch up with a few people, but I can't remember who. I get on the motorcycle, trying to shift my rear in the right place since this feels like one of those where you have to bend your back forward a lot.

I didn't even need to start the motorcycle, I slowly ride it, and I have some trouble riding it on a sidewalk that seems to be formed like a snake's body structure (the sidewalk has a lot of curves where you have to shift left and right a few times).

I didn't think about this when I recalled this dream, but I believe this same sidewalk's path could've led me to Alyzarin! Since the last dream I had about a snake-related even was a fairly huge snake crawling next to me, and I didn't feel afraid at all).

I finally get the hang of this motorcycle, and it seems that it's actually developed, and by that, I mean I all the parts seem to be in thier proper place compared to how I normally see vehicles having some parts blurred out until I decide to make a conscious effort in making their more clear and vivid.

I continue riding most likely, and that's all I remember for that one.

Dream 4: Someone posts IRL image of themselves

I think I'm on DV, and I'm looking at the "Post Pictures of yourself here, without discussion" thread, and I see a female post a photo of her.

It was fairly small compared to the other big photos most people post, but I could see it was a blonde, and she was wearing a white shirt that had pink to it on her shoulders and the top section of her arms.

She looked really beautiful, I couldn't see the Username of the person though, she just looked so amazing! I couldn't get my eyes off of her, and I sense a REALLY familiar vibe from this person's photo.

There was also a small glow behind the person who took the photo, and it seemed they wanted to have a dark background (it was mostly a dark orange setting to it) so that their image can be portrayed more.

EDIT: I remembered one more dream. That's weird, usually I don't have this type of recall after being awake for some time now. Oh well, guess my mind is getting better and better without relying too much on the half-awake half-asleep state I try to practice to remember more dreams.

Dream 4: Restaurant To-Go

This dream is vivid like the ones before, and I believe I'm walking to take a seat to a Restaurant. The environment is fairly dark, with some lighting to it. The overall colors in the background would be brown, yellow, and orange.

As I'm sitting down, a lady comes up to me and asks what I would like. I look at this lady, and she looks like the Teacher's Assistant in my Sociohoritculture class, no doubt about that.

I forget what I tell her what I wanted to order, but I say whatever it was, and said that I would like it To-Go and she goes on her way. The seat I'm sitting on are one of those long, fluffy, and comfortable leather seats meant to occupy several people.

The Restaurant was pretty fancy, with flooring that looked like marble type of material. Then I think I head out because I felt I forgot something, and I completely forget the idea that I should wait for my meal to come for me to eat.

I go outside to this mini-store, and I go up to this guy who I can't really get a good facial expression off, but he's signing something for me on some paper. It could've been yellow paper or just ordinary paper, and I think I'm in this store for him to help me with regulating something that I can't remember about.

I then realize I should go back to the restaurant to make sure the lady didn't think I didn't want the food. But here's the weird part, as I'm going back to sit in the same location that I was in, she comes to me again.

She asks me what I would like, and I thought she knew I was here already, but I guess she was just trying to sustain a habit of doing that to people coming in and out of the Restaurant. She asked me if I wanted the Sweet and Sour Chicken again? Or something like that, and I nod to her.

Then after I get the meal the second time, I think I head out and had a bunch of random events happen in front of me. I think I had trouble trying to ride something, and people in traffic were being a bit ditzy and slow in response. It was at an intersection, so basically, everyone is trying to move, but they want to wait because they'll think one person should be able to go their way before they move.

This one is going to have me on edge for some time. This one happened before the dream in the previous entry.

In this dream, I'm sitting in the back of our family's car as it's stopped on the road by a field. This field is about two minutes from our local highschool, and thus two minutes from the town.

I'm looking east, where a bright red background of the sky makes the dark clouds look even more ominous than they already are.

As I watch, a part of the clouds which is obviously the wall cloud of the supercell, begins to change rapidly, forming a large, violent tornado. I want to freak out, but I'm too busy staring in awe at this destructive force of nature. It's the first tornado I've ever seen in person, without being in it's direct path. It begins heading towards our town, where it literally levels the place.

It is later deemed to be an EF-4 and there being at least 50 casualties and a good number more injuries (there are 8000 people in our town).

It is apparently March in this dream, and there are no leaves on the trees yet.

I don't know where this came from, but anyway. I had this dream last night.

In the dream, I'm at a party that seems very 50s/60s, and possibly in America. Everyone seemed to be American except me and the man in this dream. I don't really think I'm me, seeing as I was Russian man in this dream (I'm not Russian). Anyway.

I'm sitting a a table by myself, and the room is pretty crowded. I take a sip of the champagne(?) that's in my hand, as a man I recognise sits down across from me and we start a discussion about "the plans" (this man sort of looks like Uncle Max from "The Sound of Music"). He might be English or from some other part of Europe. His accent is mixed.

There is a woman standing in the corner of the room talking with a group of men, she wears a smirk. They're all laughing and having a good time, when she decides to walk over to us and greet us. She has short curly blonde hair, and is possibly in her late 20s. She has bright blue eyes and is wearing a long silver dress with a white feather boa.

I don't remember what she said, but she mentioned a "Rudolf" that we had apparently been talking about. It occured to me later that she shouldn't have known what we were talking about, and as the man I had spoken to earlier passed me, I grabbed him by the collar. He gave me a funny look.

"What is it?"

"That woman, I think she's a spy. Look at her over there," I said pointing to her across the room. He furrowed his brows and shook his head.

"Alright", he said. "I'll look into it. You stay here and keep an eye on her."

The scene changes and we're trying to escape the building that party is being held in by climbing out a window and jumping into the river below.

March 14, 2012

This dream began at my friend's house. I'm not really sure what happened there but then dream skipped to my school. Our class is sitting at our desks, preparing to watch a movie. They told us that we will be watching Dreamworks How to Train Your Dragon. The whole class didn't seem very enthusiastic about this but I was very excited. I had seen the movie so many times and would have loved to see it again. I remember leaning towards my friends and saying "watch. I am going to recite the beginning word for word." However, something was off about the movie so my wording didn't quite match.

It's hard to recall what happened during the rest of the dream but I believe my friend got into a fight with her dad or something.

I set my alarm for 5:30 to wake up for the day. It went off, I turned it off, then set it for 5:45. Then I went back to sleep. Awoken at 5:45 by my alarm, I just shut it off completely, and said that I would rest for a bit. You know that feeling where your bed is just so comfy and you just can't get up? Yeah, I had that feeling. It was like my head was glued to the pillow. I "fell asleep" I think, and triggered either a very real daydream (which either led me to a dream) or I entered a dream completely. I'm not sure if this was DEILD, because I don't remember the transition. I just remember darkness, then the dream.

But anyway here it is:

I was lucid from the start. I didn't really know what to do, because I knew I had little time. Once again, I wasn't completely aware, so I just decided to look around. I was standing in a bedroom at my dad's house, only, everything was cleaned out. The bed remained, with some PJ's on it. I walked into the closets, nothing. I knew this wasn't my room, and I knew the person who lived in it. But it was a really familiar name. I heard her mom come up behind me. I asked where the girl was. She said that the girl was feeling a bit sad lately. That didn't answer my question, but whatever.
Somehow, I was teleported.

I ended up on a plane. This plan was very wide, and it didn't have a ceiling. (wth?) It looked more like a carnival ride to me. There were at least a dozen seats in one row. I found the girl sitting on the last seat in one row, looking out the window. I sat beside her.

"Hey, what's your last name?" I asked her.
She turned to me. "Molly."
Shouldn't that have been reversed? "Okay, what's your first name?"
"Schneider."
The heck?
"Oh, did you get your name backwards?" I asked.
"Um... I don't think so?"
Awkwardly, I turned to my left. Half of my class from school has just appeared and is now sitting next to me.

Then I was rudely awakened by someone else's alarm.

I was playing some weird version of tennis (more like badminton) with my friend Nathan. We were on a team facing two other guys that were our age, but I've never seen them before. The dream becomes 3rd person as we start. Nathan tries to serve it, but it instantly hits my racket! He does it again and it does the same thing.. On the third serve, it hits the very top of the net and pops straight up in the air. I manage to make the diving hit for the point! It was epic. There was instant replay and everything. Then the two boys had to go eat dinner. The dream is 1st person now.

We walk around to the other side of the net, which now that half only is inside a house and it is a pool table. I somehow was using a computer screen recorder (camtasia) to record real life. They two boys must have been playing pool right before they had to eat (but they were playing tennis with us) because the balls looked as if they were scattered. My friend Nathan decides he will mess around with them by "making" one of them lose. He it's the black 8 ball in the top middle pocket. He picks it back up and puts it back on the white ball, which was also beside another ball. It (obviously) slips off the white ball and hits the other ball. The other ball is about to go in the top right when it hits another ball. It's all a big chain reaction and in the end, about 8 balls end up getting in different holes. It was hilarious! I pressed stop recording, and I start watching the replay on my computer. Then I woke up :l

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I think my grandma always had so-called "supernatural" visions, that were always dismissed as allucinations and so she was considered crazy. Now that she is blind and stuck to a bed, the divisions between "real life" and her "allucinations" became even thinner, so now people think she lost her mind for good. But when I hear her stories, I realize she simply cannot distinguish "real life" and "dreams" because the two "worlds" now coexist at the same level for her. I wish I could explain to her that she is blessed and not cursed.
She complains a lot about a group of soldiers who visit her frequently and want to recruit her to work for them.
Last night I dreamt I was at home with her and she was again complaining about all the people who were there talking loud and not allowing her to rest. I asked her to be patient and just embrace it, but she was in a really bad mood and not open to my advices.
Then, out of nowhere, came an indian guy in his 30's, who sat on the bed by her side and told her that his group of ninjas didn't mean to upset her, but to help her. He explained how they work on the dream world to help other dreamers in fighting evil and face their own fears. I jumped with surprise and was about to say I'm a dream warrior myself, when I decided to shut up, because I became more suspicious lately and don't want to reveal too much to strangers in the dream plane.
I felt that she would listen to him, so I left them talking and moved on to another dream. I was at an empty auditorium and he followed me there. He asked me if what I was about to say previously was that I am also a warrior like him and then I felt that I could trust him. I said yes and then he asked me if I knew the 10 ninjas team. I said no, but then I recalled a brief encounter on some dream with a group of ninjas who said they were Julian Assange's spy team. Maybe they were the same group. He then asked me for my dream warrior name and I told him it is Mayatara. I wrote it down so he would know the exact spelling. That's when the dream started to get all scrambled and we lost contact.