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Hey, an entry that's in (relative) real-time!

I dreamed I was in my childhood home in Canada, during one of the more pleasant times. I'm in our living room with the fuzzy carpet, and I think I'm shifting between current me and the child me that would be appropriate during that time, i.e. I'd be my full adult height, but there was a moment when I'm scaling the couch like it was the Wall of Ice like I was 9 again.

I think either my mother or father was there, or some other parental figure that lent a sense of safety, though I never saw who it was. I just knew they were there. Either way, I suddenly am eating a plate of something sweet that I knew I really like, though the contents of it were not immediately made clear. As far as I could tell, they are solid, possibly some sort of baked bread treat? Doesn't matter, really, since I'm just happily enjoying the--

Oh my God FUCK jumping spider.

So, context: I'm usually cool with most creatures, but if a spider is in MY house, then they are the agents of Devil-Satan and pump not blood like you and me, but disease-filled goo that will permanently infect your home as a final act of fuck-you should you attempt to kill them. Again, no leap of logic here, but learning about spiders with R that same night probably caused them to haunt my dreams; but of all the much more pleasant things I could have dreamed about, my brain decided "No, it's gonna be spiders, because middle finger."

ANYWAYS, the spider is about the size of my palm, and is slightly more slender than a wolf spider. This type of spider is also translucent white with hints of red in their core, and Dream Knowledge tells me that not only do they drink blood, they'll turn completely red from it. They actually remind me a little of the Wraith Spiders from the Neverwinter Nights game, and this particular one wants my goddamned food.

I make a tactical retreat, but the spider follows me, and that parental figure is nowhere to be found. I go past the kitchen, into the formal dining room, get turned around, and head back to the living room again; another one of those Wraith Spiders is waiting for me. Fuck.

The new spider leaps up towards my plate, and I instinctively use my right hand to slap it away. I could feel and hear the impact, and was a bit like slapping a plastic spider toy away. The spider goes flying, but I know that now, aside from my food, it also craves revenge. Luckily, this sequence ends before I get my comeuppance.

Dream two was less spider-y, but much more vague and less memorable. As far as I can recall, I seem to be in an office setting, but I don't work at wherever this office is. Not sure why or what I'm doing there, but I woke up before I could do whatever it was I was going to do.

I dreamed that I was part of a crew that was going to ride in a rocket to the moon. The capsule we were going in looked very old, like 1960s era Soviet technology, and it was very tiny. It had one circular room. 2 men were operating the actual controls, and I was supposed to navigate. For some reason, I did this with old-fashioned looking blueprints. Our first mission was successful.

Things went a little wrong during the 2nd mission. There was another woman, Sophia, who was training to be a navigator. They assigned both of us to the capsule for the next mission, but it was far too cramped for 4 people to fit inside... when all 4 people got in, I didn't have enough space to actually do my job. Finally, it was decided that Sophia would stay behind.

Eventually, we docked at a tiny space station with a room with several beds built into the wall.

Then, a perspective shift. I'm now a spectator, and Captain Kirk is leading an old-fashioned-looking starship. He's only doing it temporarily, until they pick up the "real" captain. They run into a very strange colony/organism, it's a giant, translucent, organic bag of liquid with worms and snake-like creatures inside of it. It reminds me a lot of looking through a microscope at a slide full of tiny creatures. Anyway, it engulfs the ship. Kirk leaves the ship and floats into a little air sac/bubble in order to try negotiating with the creatures, but they're sort of evil. Eventually, he decides it can't be done, so he punches a hole in the side of the sac and all of the fluid drains off into space.

Then I dream that my mother gave me 2 bowls of popcorn. One is smaller than the other. I sit and pet an orange kitten, and we both eat popcorn.

Review:
Dream clues:
- I do not normally operate rockets
- It is not the 1960s
- "Spectator" perspective
- My mother is 2000 miles away
- I don't own a kitten

00:00 Tuesday November 5, 2013 DILD #5!
02:25 bedtime
06:25
1) lying on ground eyes at ground level MFLd's path (to left to back yard) promising to get the sprinkers installed so all the plants will grow properly. I'm touching and looking at the plants and imagining the sprinkler heads going nearby. Lying with wife on the brick path, we're settling down for the night for sleep just down from the circle. We have to make room for the nuns to come down the path at night (imagine one walking down). S1 (current age) comes and asks me about a towel and what are my plans when I go to the gym. In the gym I give advice: calfs twice a week, it's the smallest muscle in the body. Then all the other muscles 3 times a week. A trainer is there agreeing with me. Return to the MFLds's porch. Talking to man who own's the Gs house now whom I later suspect of pulling down the chimney.
On the circle by parent's house(DS), nighttime. Standing with LDiS (old gf), I start flying (levitating while vertical) with her, holding her so she flies with me she's facing me. I very slowly fly upwards, I see the pespective changing on the lights and stars, it's fascinating. I'm saying "I always like to fly like this it's my favorite way". We go up pretty high. It's awesome. I show how the perspective changes while we can altitude. I'm flying by will, can see the lights from city and the stars. We're going far above the power lines. I ask her if she's ever flown that high before. She says maybe once or twice. I say I'll tell you a secret: I didn't used to fly this high myself. We're flying away from where we started, dark trees below, we kiss a few times. Coming down. It's daytime back at parent's house. I see the entire chimney ripped off of the house leaving a gaping hole. I'm saying "holy crap what happened here?" Like the next door neighbor who lived at the G's house had pulled a wire that was attached to the chimney and pulled it down. Wife there very upset, trying to re-install the phone wire and other wires. In front yard, lots of people around (workmen/inspectors), sitting at table with workmen with a workplan on a brown piece of paper. I'm trying to read it. The worksheet shows the progress of the repairs. Front and back side. On the back side it 's about repairing the phone lines. It's blank, I ask what's the status. I see scribbled on the paper then "must fix first". We first must fix the bathtub to upgrade it to hold 45 gallons. Wife was trying to tie the cable and the phone lines back on the house so at least the alarm would work.
Talking with some people on the G's side of the fence, they're from a TV show doing an interview. I don't want anyone to hear. We walk all the way to the bathroom window, some are following us from the group, I'm trying to tell this guy the story, I don't want to tell him that I was flying, I said I went for a walk with a lady, and ex-girlfriend whom I hadn't seen in 20 years, who is also the former girlfriend of the next-door neighbor. I'm trying to get close enough to this guy to tell him the story quietly, he keeps backing up when I step forwards to him maintaining our distance. I say "come closer", then put my hand up to my mouth so that only he can hear, that this ex GF shows up and went walking and came back then this happened. I think what they've done is disabled the alarm system and that they were casing the joint and planning to rob the house in the night. The guy agrees. Sitting at the table, a woman comments about an analogy about sex, what's the point of a little thing rubbing in another place, agreeing that the exGF showing up is suspicious.

F1) something to do with the workplace

Memories of dreams of flying over the G's house, but that's usually in the daytime and at low altitude. Decades old dreams.

06:42 (WBTB long recording) MILD over previous dream's night flight.
08:51 DILD #5

2) driving towards the mountains on teh freeways. The freeways were covered and long. I was trying to get to my favorite lake UL. I was on a open topped train, like of nothing but flatcars with nothing on top of them. my feet were barely clearing the objects immediately to the right of the tracks by inches. Very slow moving train. I had a backpack on and shorts and a t shirt and I was going to UL. I thought "what will I do when I get there? I have no camping gear or more clothes, the clothes will get smelly." I guess I have a car and so I can leave and return. I'm standing on the edge of the car barely missing things on the right. I start running along the flatcars to the right, going up and down different levels, my body is light and I'm running very quickly and easily.

3) arrived in a town with a water park. Bright daytime. Touristy looking location, tons of people. I say "oh I've arrived in XXXX" (some name of city). I didn't expect to be there so sono. I planned to enter the water park and check out the hot chicks in bikinis. Crowds of people were pushing all around me to make their way to the entrance. Some woman was annoyed and said "why are you all pushing!?". MEO. Walking up a short stairway. Go around building to the right then left. Enter the water park, my friend MR is with me. I'm annoyed by his presence that means I can't go girl watching. We enter a restaurant and look for a good table, the tables line the edges of the room only. Look all arond the room. There's a table/booth back to the right by the door. Not the best table but we go there. M sits down, my seat (on the left) is covered with chocolate syrup and a pile of melted ice cream, as is the seat in the next booth to the left. I say "my seat is covered with chocolate syrup!" They clean it. Look at seat, it's clean. I don't sit down.

F2) a guy is kicking a ball, but he violated regulations by kicking it on protected red Indian ground, he should have started kicking it over the line on the allowed ground. Someone says "you got a XXX (some nonsense word) on your shoe" to the kicking guy.

4) walking on a road, a tiny chinese girl is walking towards me and crying. Comes up and grabs my leg, I think she's lost. Almost doll sized. I pick her up and comfort her. Walk down road a bit more and find her family's house to the left. Give her back to the parents. Large family. They think that this is a nice man, not all strangers are bad. Continue walking, it's a dead end, I need to get down, trying to see how, have to walk through a garden. Looking at a park fence. I need to choose between the left playground and the right playground. They're both tiny. Bright and clean small park behind the fence. Evertying is made from shiny bright chrome, large chrome tubing. I enter park by unlatching fence, latch is strange plastic thing that pulls up off of the fence. Looking at gate mechanism for a second, it's weird. I go in and close/lock fence behind me. Walk through tiny park, basketball court big enough for 2-3 people to stand, some weird large headed chinese people are playing on this basketball court, I walk through to the road beyond.

5) leaving a bathroom where I did #2, walking in an indoor hallway outside the bathroom, imagined the smell being in the hallway. Ahead of me where there should be an archway to an intersection of hallways is a solid yellow wall. It's not supposed to be there, it's supposed to be an archway, DC friend tries to walk though the wall but hits his head. I approach the wall and think to myself "There is no wall." And imagine my body parts moving right through the wall. Doesn't work at first, try again. I imagine I just need to keep moving my body parts as if there was no wall, like it's an illusion. I make it through but the resistance is immense, like walking through taffy. Another DC comes through the wall. I say "that wall was really sticky. Really sticky." We turn to right go down hallway to a door, I say "oh, thus must mean I'm dreaming." DC smiles knowingly and he opens the door and heads outside. I follow, I think "ok this guy knows about dreaming and he's going to tell me some things!" He knowingly nods again. I have so many questions I want to ask about so many different things. Daylight outside. Everything is bright and vivid. There were people around, but not too crowded, like an outdoor college campus walking between buildings. We walk slowly, and turn to the left. I think I should stabilize. I reach down to the ground, I look at the texture of the stone/pebbly concrete and run my fingers over it, feeling the bumps. The touch sensation is a bit muted, like 75% of WL. I touch a nearby fence/railing along the side and run my fingers over the fence and feel the shapes. I think OK it's time to look at my hands, I haven't done this in a LD yet. Did hand RC. Hands were BIZARRE. Fingers transforming and pulsing while I look, becoming stumpy and growing long. clumps of mini-hands with gnarled fingers in place of fingers that look like tree roots. I'm fascinated by my hands, and while walking keep looking at them again and again. I notice that everything around, especially DCs, are so bright. Turn to the left again, a building is to the left. "Godzilla hands", twisted a zillion of them I think of my hands. I ask the guy whom I'm following "why is that? Is it some sort of impression I have of myself?" People very bright, very clear. Female DCs around, I purposefully ignore them to concentrate on stability and a long dream. Walk a bit more, turn around and look back behind me. Still looking at hands some more. I feel embarassed about these hands. I wonder if DCs can see the hands the way I see them or if they look normal to them. A female DC is inspecting her hands. Someone asks her if they look weird to her, she at first says no then embarassed says yes.

Fast transition to wake, "No!" I say. Lying on right side. Spent a minute trying to DEILD back in but decided to record. Length 2-3 minutes.

09:20 temp 18C

Side-note | Third-person

Driving to church
I'm driving early in the morning. It's still dark and there are very few cars on the road. I'm waiting to make a left turn onto the Interstate near my house. I've got a red arrow, and I'm annoyed because no other cars are around and it'll be minutes before I can go. Now I'm on the on-ramp. I can't believe I just ran the red - I never do that! - and I'm trying to think back to think if saw any police around. I try to think if there was a red light camera, but I don't think there was - I've never noticed them, and I didn't see a flash.

Now I'm merging onto the Interstate. Again, it's completely deserted. I make a wide sweep on, going left a couple of lanes before coming back right into my normal lane. I wonder at my doing this, and I'm glad no other cars were around for me to hit. Now I'm driving straight in my lane, but I'm having trouble seeing the road ahead of me. My headlights are on, but they're barely illuminating the lines on the road. I can't see anything up ahead of me. I risk turning on my brights. I don't see any other cars, so I'm OK, and it helps a little with the illumination, but everything is still very dark. I look at my speedometer and realize I'm going 50 in a 65. As I accelerate, everything gets brighter, and I realize that, just like braking makes the front of the car go down, when I was going slowly my car was angled forwards so the headlights were pointing down.

Now I'm going under an overpass, sweeping to the right, and preparing to merge onto a road with some traffic on it. It's early dawn. On this new road, I can see a large purple church off to my left.
Now I'm meeting with my pastor in the purple church's belltower. Everything is purple, even the bell.

I actually did have an early morning prayer meeting at the church. Driving over there, I had a real sense of deja-vu.
Also, I don't think I actually ran the red in my dream. Instead, I think my mind noticed the discontinuity and rationalized it as "One moment I was waiting at a red - now I'm on the ramp - I never saw the green - I must have run it!"


DS9 weirdness
I'm watching Sisko and Dax walking around brightly lit starship corridors - probably on the Enterprise. They're talking about Bashir. Sisko is a little annoyed, but Dax is just amused. Now Sisko and Bashir are walking through the corridors. Sisko is annoyed and trying to hide it. I realize something else must be going on. Now Sisko and Garak are walking, and Sisko isn't even trying to hide his annoyance any more, getting somewhat hostile with Garak. In the middle of their conversation, they come to transporter pads (5, in an X pattern) set right into the middle of the hallway. Some of the other pads are already taken; Sisko steps on one and totally ignores Garak as the team beams away.

I'm watching DS9 with an older woman, a relative of some sort. She asks me how they did that (beaming away), and I realize she must never have seen Star Trek before.

Now I see the team in a cave. Sisko is wearing ceremonial robes, and I realize he's there for some Bajoran religious ceremony - that explains why he was so stressed out earlier.
My memory gets fuzzy here. There's something about a large pool of white stuff that gets sucked out by a pair of pipes, then replaced by water. Someone comments that usually they only use one pipe, that two pipes is reserved for special occasions. There's something about Kira dressed in civilian clothes after escaping from something. She's really unhappy because they've tattooed the back of her neck.


My new forum
I'm in my home office, at my computer. I've just opened a new forum to talk about games. It's almost a direct clone of an existing one, both on topics covered and software used. For some reason, a bunch of people didn't like the old one, so I took it upon myself to set this one up for people to bail to. So far, there's only a handful of users and very few threads. One of my friends has the most popular thread; it's already up to over 30 posts.

One of my coworkers is here with me. I let him use my computer to do something on the forum, but he can't type since my keyboard layout is still Dvorak. I hit the hot key to switch back to qwerty (pausing for a moment to wonder why I have that hotkey set up on my accounts) and let him do his thing. I switch back to my layout and account to sticky a thread.

First of about my real life experiences yesterday, witch had a huge impact on my life and dreams. I lost my 15 year old cat due to old age and had to face her in her dying moment as the veterinarian gave her the syringe. She purred into the very end at least, and she was calm, and she really had the best summer of her life. I didn't know how I would sleep, but I had 8 normal hours of perfect sleep, no lucid, no awakenings, witch was surprising to me due to I always have abnormalities in sleep and sleep habits when facing depression.

On to the dreams, first I dreamt about living in a city, my best friend worked with his sister and others that I didn't know but found to be nice, he worked in the same apartment building that I lived in and I wondered why we didn't see each other much much more, and he worked with something with food. He and his friends was comforting me because I lost my cat, and I had lots of fun with them playing games and generally having a good time with them. Quick note: Light sources is extremely important on how well I feel in my everyday life, especially the one outside and coming from the outside, back to the dream. The lightning was very nice, like a summer evening and I really felt comfort here. Then as the dream went on it took a bad turn, full of fixing problems. This part tough I can't remember very well, but somehow the group faced the problem of shattering and as that happened my best fiend could not work here, witch was very important to him and especially his sister, as she's mentally challenged and really seemed to work well here. It was something with another group, but together we faced the problems and fixed it somehow, everything also became darker. Light source was now gray and dull, this part I remember well again. Now I was on my own, and I didn't have my phone. I had to find a place witch was very hard to do without it. I had to use pay phones and the ones I called first didn't pick up and when they did they gave crappy information, I really had to think outside the box to find the street I was looking for, and eventually I found it thanks to help with others with phones.

Back to real life of today, funny thing is that I actually lost my phone forgetting it in my dads car, and I had to think outside the box trying to localize it. I never had a dream of a problem then having the same problem in real life day after, I only had dreams then trying to do the same thing in real life if it felt good doing so in the dream, like buying stuff I did in the dream.

Back to the dream again, finding the street led to my fathers house, and I didn't really knew why I forgot about where he lived, in this dream, my father and my younger sister lived together, and I really only wanted some time alone from them and sitting by the computer after a while. It was kind of how it was back in the day 10 years ago, and everything felt like it did 10 years ago, this is also a completely different dream than the first one.

Then on to next dream, my younger cat, that is now allowed to go outside, was outside now, taking the same route as the older cat I had (around the house).

Note (real life): Younger cat is not allowed to go outside since she panic over anything and we know she have survivability of a fly there. The older cat was a indoor cat and was allowed outside, always taking the same route around the house before wanting to go in again.

So in the dream, we discussed the younger cat finding a mate and eventually having babies, and that thought was promising to me, to be able to take care of one my younger cat's baby.

Since I only had those 3 dreams in my mind all day and not thinking about anything else than my older cat passing away, I can't remember more dreams for this night (I can remember all night dreams after waking up). I remember my dreams more freshly after I just awoke, and can't remember them after a while if I don't think about them a lot though out the day.

Date: 08.11.13
Total sleep: Good question..
Daytime Techniques: hm..
Lucid Techniques: Repeating my mantras but without conviction and expectation
Recall Techniques: bad, bad, bad
Fell Asleep: Good question

Fragment One: Problems With My Mother
Dream:
...edited..

Fragment Two - Being Hunted By a Lunatic and Dead Animals
Dream
I was being on a journey with a bus and people I didn´t know.
We took bicycles and went into the woods with them. There was a story and a reason, why we - and esp. me, who lost the others - were hunted by somebody wanting to kill us.
I forgot, though.
Later there were zombie animals (farm-animals - cows, horses, pigs..) and somehow I had to find a living animal of the right species for each one of them to - don´t know - redeem them?
This finally worked out - I found those in the woods with my bike and paired them up on the bus-platform.
They just stood there and were happy then - half of them dead and decomposing.

We entered the bus and had sort of a picnic in there - then back on the bikes and it was the way from Munich to Tegernsee and the bikes were almost flying so fast did we go.

Somehow that guy later was completely friendly and took me home to his family and showed me, how to make traditional jewellery (see snippet).

Awake: two or three times in between dreams - got up at 11 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 8
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) maybe 6, non lucid
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) the dream with the second fragment - one day
Emotions: ..edited..
Dream Signs: Bavaria - again, my mother and me in my late teens

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Dream recall from today"s WBTB/nap.

i was at home, watching some video, someone was distracting me and i told him that there's 15 min left on video, then after a while i woke up, twice.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some video game and there was some volcanic area.

Dream 2(fragments):

A team of heroes was fighting a team of elite enemies on some kind of stadium. One of elites was weird guy that was really good at getting behind and snapping necks.

Dream 3(fragments):

Something about a tower and alchemy.

What an odd dream.
I was at either Arkansas or Alabama (can't remember which). It was no village I had ever heard of, but many nuns resided in this village. It wasn't especially big, but it did have a little center area for restaurants. Lots of trees were scattered around this village, making it hard to see far in any direction. For some reason I was living with a kind young woman, probably 19 or 20 years old, who was helping me get my bearings in this new town. She had mid-length brown hair, and I can't recall her speaking much.
While I was out exploring the town, walking by the local Arby's, there was a shooting. More precisely, a man in a blue shirt on a nearby cliff held up a gun, aimed, and started firing at the crowd of civilians around me. Somehow, I knew that he was looking for a specific girl. I hid away in the nearby back parking lot and ran off, trying to find somewhere where I would be concealed. I eventually found a dirt path under some bushes, which led to a random house. I apologized to the people for barging into their yard and ran as fast as I could, hearing the gunshots and screams behind me.
I hid away in the young woman's house once more, this time locking myself in my room there. She wasn't there at the time. I peeked out the windows. Multiple nuns were walking hurriedly out of a nearby house and making their way to what I assumed was church. As I was watching them from my window, I suddenly realized they might see me, so I backed up. Too late. The head nun saw me, and her face contorted into sheer anger. She ran up to the window, pointing at me and shouting something. Judging by reading her lips, she shouted, "What are you doing in there?!" She moved away from the window, running, so I could only assume she was going to come into the house to try to get me.
Call me crazy, but something wasn't right about these nuns. They gave me an uneasy feeling. I knew my door was locked, but I put some things in front of it just to be safe. I I heard multiple shouts and banging against it. The obstacles started sliding away.
That's all I could remember after waking up. Also, my previous dream had a shooting in it too. If this keeps up, it could be a potential dream sign.

I was away on a trip for all of the past week, and didn't have time to upload my dream journal entry, so here it is now!
I was at an island with my girlfriend and her mom. Coincidentally enough, that's who I was on the trip IRL with. We were staying at some sort of lodge on the island, and playing Far Cry 3. (fitting). I don't remember the exact details, but there was some kind of shootout in our lodge between some guys and a blue haired girl. She jumped into the air in slow motion and managed to kill some of them before being shot herself and killed.
My ex girlfriend ended up crashing on the island, and we had to take her in till she came to. Once she did, we shunned her and decided to go to an anime convention being held on the island. This is also what the trip in real life was for, an anime con. I walked around at this convention, which looked just like the real life convention center I was at except without walls. I found an old lady there who looked like Sayid from LOST.

[COLOR="#800080"]Dreamt I was coming home from high-school when I suddenly see my grandmother laying on the bench from the front of our apartment complex. I look at her confused : [COLOR="#008080"]What is she doing there? She's dead, It's a dream! I did RC and noticed 5 fingers at my left hand and 7 at my right hand. I for some reason didn't wanted to be lucid so I kept banging on glasses and yelling : I want to wake up! I calmed down and walked a bit when I saw a car and remembered to stabilize. The dream becomes really clear and I see a girl with a bicycle and I sit on her front wheel and I let her lead me somewhere random. I jumped away and thought that I should spend a bit of time with my grandmother. I went to her and I kept asking her a lot of stuff I don't remember, she doesn't respond but smile. I saw a box of my grandmother's favorite foods on some nearby stairs. I ran to it and frantically look through it to find some chocolate. I found it and ran to her to feed her it but the dream ends.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

I see it kind of movie like. The aftermath of a hurricane on a little Beach village. It's once a beautiful place with a large mountain with a Cliffside against the ocean overgrown with flora. The village is set below that on a white sandy beach. But Then I'm there with 2 of my friends. We are walking around the deserted place. There's damage everywhere and debris too.

We are at a restaurant, it's really dark in there for some reason. We have chili and corn bread, a lot of it actually.... and are shocked at how much they gave us. Some other people we know come in and when we see them, we greet them and offer the rest to them. Apparently they already ordered the same thing. I'm feel a bit agitated, and decide to leave. As I walk into the lobby area, a huge group of people come rushing in making a ton of noise. They're look like a bunch of highshoolers and are acting foolish. I think to myself that we should have ate somewhere else.

(Rambling) Sometimes, I seriously consider if the negatives outweigh the positives for keeping a dream journal online. So many of my dreams are personal, controversial or downright weird that I wonder why I'm letting so many people see them. But I suppose as long as I'm reasonable about it there is no real problem.
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Superpower Smackdwon

The dream started with something to do with this car, where the car was able to transform. The transformations wouldn't change the car into anything else, but were rather just stylistic changes. The car cycled through changes from various time periods. The first one looked like a car from the 1920's with the spoked wheels and square chassis. The second transformation looked more 1950's ish with the fins and such. The 3rd transformation looked like the 80's or 90's with a sort of boxy, minimalist look. The fourth transformation looked like a present day car, aerodynamic and curving body. The final transformation looked very jet like, with a large spoiler and rocket engines emerging from the rear end of the car.
But despite all of these transformations, the car always had the same general shape. It was black and long, like a limousine almost. And for whatever reason, the car made me think of the pixar film Incredibles. (Great movie by the way. In my personal top 10)
I watched the car drive into this desolate valley area, surrounded by jagged mountains all around. The sky was a dull dark blue and the mountains were simply black silhouettes.
I remember seeing Dash, Frozone, and Mr. Incredible. (All characters from the movie, for those of you who haven't seen it. Anyone here not seen it? Anyone? "ME!" Okay, one person hasn't seen it.) Some mental voice told the three characters to engage in a fight to the death and only one could make it out alive.
The fight started. Dash ran up to Mr. Incredible and punched him in the face very quickly (b/c of super speed). Mr Incredible tried to grab back, but he ran away. Then frozone used his ice powers to freeze one of Mr. Incredible's arms. He then smashed the ice, but it didn't hurt his arm.
(What happened next will seriously make everyone question weather or not I am psychologically damaged somehow.)
The top of Mr. Incredible's costume ripped off, and he started growing. Eventually his face and body morphed into a skull and skeleton that were about 10x the size of his original body, but his legs were still the same size. The skull looked very distorted and sort of like some kind of cartoon.

Then his eyes (that were still there despite the rest of his face turning to just bone) fell out of his head. Then all his teeth fell out. Dash and Frozone were still watching in either fear or confusion. (If I were one of them it'd definitely be confusion.) I think the dream ended out of sheer weirdness at this point.

God, I hate having to spell the word 'Incredible'. Thanks for that dream subconscious, I had to spell it like a dozen times.

There was another dream here, but on my editing pass through my dream journal, I decided that it was stupid and needlessly offensive. Screw you, random nonlucid dream!

I had a few dreams about work, some involving dogs.

I had a dream where I was in a somewhat dangerous situation where I was at a house that buried underneath the house there was a good bit of treasure. It was unsettling treasure because it had to do with something morbid or something to that nature. The plot of land that these high money making schemes could be hatched were all decently expensive. There was a lot of trickery going on with the price of the land.
One woman was making a good deal of money off of it , while also selling the lots for a very high price to another man who didn't really have the money for it until he ran into some money through a 120 million dollar inheritance of sorts. He then bought the land easily then somehow me and my unidentifiable friends were able to acquire it from him. There was a good bit of gruesome things that happened to some of my friends because that same woman hired some men to come and try to get the fortune that we had found on her old land and bring it back to her. We were tortured to some extent and a few other things.

It was an interesting and heartwarming tale.

There were a few other dreams that I slightly remember as well.

I have a very uncomfortable dream of owning a house and going on different little roadshows for a certain show. i am helping out for a web show called Game Grumps. We were filming about a certain subject whereas I made a video in response to their video. They made it as if they were camping and it looked like they were in California, but really they were in a place like Michigan, which is where one of the members was from in my dream.They start to make some jokes about the whole thing, and then they seem to be asking me for a video response, which I oblige them quickly.
It seems the program that they were putting on had to do something about camping outside or something and the possible dangers. There was a spider that lifted up its forelegs in one of their videos. I ended up getting footage of one of those spiders in my house in Hawaii. I was able to kill the first spider pretty handily. The next spider though was pregnant and as I chase it around it lays its spider babies everywhere. It ends up that all of our little indoor dogs as well as their puppies end u covered in these spiders and then i force myself to wake up. It wasn't so much a nightmare, just it gave me a very weird feeling. I woke up with that feeling on my legs as if things were crawling around. Nothing too crazy but it was something.
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.as a few people from my high school. We had a few people in charge of the classes as well as a teacher. We were just coming back from summer vacation and we were given an assignment. Our teacher gave us an assignment where we had to write down our name, title of our report, date due, and some other info in the to right hand corner of a page, then we had to put a bunch of math and other info, like visual graphs and whatnot.
I found it really hard to concentrate and I kept going back to neon graphing paper and lined paper. For some reason Die Antwoord was playing on the tv in our classroom. The two class leaders left the class to run some errands and we were all left to do our assignment and clean the classroom. Sra Rowell was one of the people briefing the class on some graphs that we could use. I was also sitting next to Hanna and Sam and we had a few conversations.
It was a pretty unassuming dream overall. I just remember being so frustrated because I was having a very hard time concentrating
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I had a dream about two nerds. They were also crew chiefs. They used to be friends in college. They were now in a war game against each other. The nerdier nerd starts to stand up for himself for once and the revelation is that you are who you hang out with. We are a byproduct of habits and associations.
I was in a large air field in the desert. I was crewing B52 bombers and c13's. The air was especially cool. We had to BPO those big jets all by ourselves.
I remember a sort of mall. I was happy in this dream, or at least that I had that dream but I don't remember it very well.
I do not remember any dreams from the first part of the night. I did have SP when I tried to wake up to write down in my DJ. There was a possible FA but most likely not.
We were all working at a large building. I was with some coworkers as well as my mom was there. One of my coworkers wives were trying to come on to me. There was much work to be done.
I remember fragments of a dream where I was in a huge mall of some sort.
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I remember a part of a dream where I was crewing a jet with Nguyen. We were near the edge of a taxiway parked alongside it. Near the back of the aircraft there was a steep grassy hill. To the right of us there were a few young girls who were specs. They were working the other jet. Their work area seemed much cleaner and niver than ours. It had a bunch of new equipment and there tools/area had a yellow, construction color to it. There were a bunch of seven levels working the jet with me and Nguyen Sgt Dennis was expediting. He made a joke to the girls next door to check AMAD hydro servicing. I thought he was talking to me. We then went back to our jet and found out that we had to run it up, so I got the comm cable and started hooking up and told nguyen to get the comm headset, but he wouldnt listen. I felt like kind of a dick for being stern with him, but eventually the staff ssgts yelled at him to go get the tools. We also had to breakdown the jet, i told him to get some of the covers but he wouldn't listen. sgt mitchell yelled at him to get the intake covers. Dream ends before the mx run and I stay still in my bed still somewhat euphoric and in a dream state. my mouth is dry so I like my lips and get out of it.
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I saw a brown pitbull come up from the foot of my bed and jump at me, I was very calm and thought of no harm or scaredness. Eventually he dissipated and I watched the foot of my bed just waiting for something else to pop up. I was very calm though and felt no fear. I then began rising up after thinking that if this was a dream I could levitate. I did after the sleep paralysis wore off and then fell back onto my bed in my brightly lit room. I get up of the bed and start trying to stabilize it. I yell increase clarity now and everything does get clear. I say stabilize dream now as well and look at myself to anchor myself in to my dream. My hands are somewhat transparent. Im wondering why I start fading from the dream and come to find outthat my eyes were open in real life.
I had a bunch of other small somewhat light dreams. I felt like I was still lightly dreaming and I hadn't gotten in to a deep sleep yet.
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I had a continuation of the last dream with Nguyen and I at our jet. There are again a whole bunch of people crowding around our jet, but it turns out that we are helping launch out both our jet and the one next to us that the girls were working on They seemed very new, but during startup there were a few problems. Nguyen started getting pretty angry because he was being boxssed around. Sgt Rustica came up and he was pretty rude to another chick who was a couple jets down and nguyen didn't like this so he didn't want to be respectful. After that Jones tried to borrow some tools from us to fix some problem with the right MLG and come to find out we didn't even have a crew chief box. One asian girl came over to my box while I was looking for tools, and commented on how it wasn't a normal box. The major feeling I remember was that I screwed up and got the wrong box.
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After that I awoke and stayed still in my bed until I believe that I dreamt bout having sleep paralysis, except it was different
cont this time because my room was quite well lit, but also my eyes were open.