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Journal Entry Lucid #49 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
Background:I do not normally attempt Task of the Month because I don't like the thought of failure. This was on a monday morning. Mondays are normally not a LD dreaming day for me.
ToTM: June 2014 Advanced II
Lucid Dream #49, day: 06/02/14, time: 6:09-7:59am" Meteorite Strike Ocean":
I was having a very vivid dream about being shot. I don't actually remember being shot but I do remember trying to take out the bullet. I was looking at my arm trying to take it out. My family was bothering me. I thought I just want to experience feeling a bullet in a dream and I can't.

That's when it clicked. I started heading out. My body was hard to control at first. I thought about doing the task of the month but I didn't want to drop a meteorite unto a city so I wanted to do next to some body of water. I opened the back door to the house and it served as a portal to an island. It was a tropical island, had trees and stuff. I didn't think too much about the summoning of the meteorite, I just believed that it will show up. I lifted my hands and strike it down. I see 20+ meteorite come towards the ocean splitting the clouds open with fire. I see ships ahead. I hear someone behind me say hurry you are going to miss it. I started to fly. At one point I nearly went into the water and I became terrified since I can't swim very well in waking life. I shook off the fear and concentrated on the meteorites. As they were about to hit the ocean's floor I hear this high pitch frequency and it was painful to hear. When they hit the ocean it wasn't anything dramatical. It had waves but it wasn't as big as I thought it would be. One of the meteorite levitated out of the water. I see Iron man show up and take it. He took it back to the shore. I wanted to see what was inside. He opened it up and I saw a robot. It was black with blue neon glowing lights on it. I started flying and shortly after I woke up. I don't know if I was suppose to go underwater to investigate the ocean but at the time I did what I thought was right. I was pretty happy with the outcome.

Journal Entry Lucid #48 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
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Lucid Dream #48, day: 06/01/14, time: 4:04-5:26am" Flying and Telekinesis":
I see a flood and I question if it was a dream. I did a R.C and wished for it to work and it did.
I became fully lucid. The rain subsided after a while. I touched the floor, it was wet and cold. I got on top of a desk that was just in the middle of an apartment complex. I turn around and I see another desk with computers on it. A women shoed up on the desktop of the computer. She started to talk. I didn't care to listen. I just wanted to cause havoc. I levitated the desk that had the computer and threw it. It hit something and violently spin out of control. I picked up the desk with TK and broke it into two pieces and threw it. I see my friend AN and Big AN. They were just looking at me, cheering me on. I wanted to see how well I could fly and use telekinesis. I started to fly and I levitated the desk. At first it was ok, but I realized in order for me to fly I need to be aware of the sensation of flight and in order to use telekinesis I need my mind to do it. So I had to switch back and forth from the two. It was pretty difficult and I started to come down from the air and the telekinesis stopped as well. It felt like I drained my "awareness". I couldn't keep up to the sensations. My friends were cheering me on. I saw a cabinet made of glass and I wanted to break the glass behind them. I cringed my hands and it didn't work. My friends asked, "what are you doning?" I told them to back away. They kept walking towards me. I tried to levitate them away. AN said, "we're your friends". I tried again, it merely pushed them. They grabbed me and AN got me in a bear hug. They then get the lady that was talking on the computer. I was sure they were either going to kill her or worse, and I didn't want that to be a LD experience i have so I woke up.

The Family Feast

I was at a dinner table with my family. I must have been little, because I was sitting on a dictionary as a booster seat. I looked around and my grandpa was there. He passed away about 5 months ago, so I knew that I was dreaming. I did a reality check to confirm. I decided not to stay here, so I walked out the door and flew away. I decided to go and find James, using my house method as before. Well, suddenly I was interrupted.

"Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuukin!!!" A girl screamed out from below.

"Huhh??" I thought. That was unexpected. I flew down from the sky to investigate.

Suddenly, I was being attacked by a woman with a HUGE knife. The surprise caused the dream to destabilize and I woke up, dammit.

Task of the Month

I was at home, when I noticed an alarm going off in the dining room. I looked at the time - 5:50pm already? No...it couldn't be. I did a reality check - dreaming. After being attacked, I wasn't in the mood to find James anymore, so I decided to do the Task of the Month. I couldn't remember exactly what it was, but I did remember reading someone's entry about repeating what their DC said, so I decided to try that one.

I walked to the living room, and found my target: my friend's girlfriend.

Me: "Hey"

Her: "Hey"

Me: "Hey"

Her: "...Sup?"

Me: "Sup"

Her: "...HEY SUP WHATEVER"

Me: "HEY SUP WHATEVER"

Her: "SKLJSLKSD" *speaking in tongues*

Me: "SKLJSLKSD" *speaking in tongues*

She caught on to what I was doing and twisted it, the little bitch.

Her: "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh YYEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS," she moaned.

God dammit

Me: "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh YYEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!"

Her: "Oh my god! You're SO INAPPROPRIATE, Zukin!!" She yelled and stormed off.

6/6/2014

It's interesting to note in regards to the first part of the first dream that this morning I happened to run into the RA that appeared in my dream (not necessarily a very frequent occurence). And I thought that the dream was wrong and that she was graduating next year, but apparently she is graduating right now. She also mentioned during our conversation that she is super busy. Nothing about an art museum or anything that I had forgotten , but interesting coincidence nonetheless.


In bed: 1:20 AM - 9:20 AM

#8. I. 5:45 AM
My old RA is graduating soon. I am talking with her and ask her if there’s a time we could catch up. She says that she is super busy though and occupied almost constantly. Then, she suggests that I am forgetting about something. Apparently, we already established that we happen to be going to some art museum event on a Wednesday soon.
I am working in a school building with multiple floors. I ran into my old RA when I was downstairs. I am mostly on the third floor though. There is an open balcony, so you can see down to the other floors below pretty easily like in a mall. There is some sort of summer camp-like thing going on with a bunch of kids one side of the third floor across from where I am usually at. But whenever, I go over to the bathroom on the third floor, it is right outside their room, so I sort of feel that I am intruding.

#9. II. 8:50 AM
I am helping with a massive event at a school, seemingly of high school students. There are generally tons of volunteers here for it though, so my presence being there is not necessarily all that helpful in general. I usually get there early and help with opening and starting up when there’s a lot less volunteers then kind of just hang out after that. I go upstairs eventually where there’s especially a lot less to do, and am just standing around a lot. On the message group for this event, one of the people in charge who I know of posts a message saying that one of the kids has gotten sick and that she needs help, not really knowing what to do. I come only later on though and at that point, I see that they are still handling the situation with the sick kid, but that it’s mostly under control by now. The boy is sitting in a chair with a few people around him, some helping, some more watching. As I come by, someone asks me what I think might be wrong with him based on that he has a runny nose. I consider different options, but don’t get a chance to respond because of other people talking. Someone is sitting in front of another kid who is doing some practice activity with writing or something. The person asks me to take over monitoring the kid which I am slightly hesitant about.

June 07, 2014

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Yellow Two-Tailed Alpacas

I was in a rural area, walking along a country road with my mom. To our left was a field, growing something that looked a lot like corn, but I wasn't sure what it was. To our right was a wooded area with some small cottages along the road. I spotted a deer in the woods and pointed it out to my mom, who then fell behind because she was watching the deer, who were going the same direction as we were, but more slowly.

The woods to my right ended, and there was an open pasture with a small house on stilts. Just past that was a steep hill (the base of the hill was along the road), about 15 feet high, with a fence at the top of it. There were sheep mulling about inside the fence. I could only see the ones that were right at the fence, because it was higher up. I noticed a hole in the fence a little further down, and walked toward it. When I reached it, I met a little girl who looked a bit worried. She didn't say anything to me, and when I looked behind her, I saw a large yellow alpaca with two long tails and very long fur. It had gotten out through the hole in the fence, and I helped the girl coax it back in, though we didn't have anything to fix the fence with, and did the best we could to block it with random stuff.

I heard a dog-like sound in the distance, and wondered out loud if it was a wolf. It sounded very wolf-y to me. The little girl said it was just a neighbor's pit bull, but when it got closer and barked again, and then howled, we both knew it was wolves, and so we turned to find that little house on stilts in order to warn the woman who lived there that her flock was in danger.

She was worried as well, and said she would drive over to get someone to help her fix it before the wolves got to her flock. But it was about to storm, and so she offered for the little girl and I (and my mom, who was just now catching up) to stay in her home while it rained.

As we sat in the cottage, after maybe 10 minutes, there was a knock on the door, and the sons of one of my mom's high school classmates, Charlie and Andrew, came in soaking wet. We all wait out the storm inside the little cottage, and the little girl tells me she has a crush on the younger of the two brothers, and I tell her it's a bad idea because he's a pervert (hahaha! He's not IRL).

Once the storm had passed, I was sitting on the front porch (more specifically, laying on my stomach), looking at some papers that were on the porch. I hadn't noticed them on my way in, so I wondered if someone might have left them while it rained. I can't remember what the papers said. There are also a lot of little folded paper stars in yellows, whites, and pastel blues.

An old man in a straw hat came up to me and said something unnerving, but I can't remember what it was. Honestly, I can't even remember if it was unnerving or not, but whatever he did say made me go back inside.



I'm not sure whether the following was part of the same dream or a new dream that blended with the other one by the time I woke up.




Nice One, Zukin

I was in a small cottage (though I don't know if it was the same cottage or a different one), or rather, I had just walked into one. About 7 women were seating in a circle, holding hands and chanting something I don't remember. They had me join them, and it was a bit weird, because I didn't know the words and it felt very cultish to me. Once that is done, all the women smile and we eat some food. A young man came in and was getting food, and sat down on a couch near me, putting the plate on his left knee. He seemed to know exactly what I was thinking (which was, What the heck was that chant?), and said, "It's something from the bible, from Genesis." I have no idea if it actually was, because: 1. I don't read the bible, and 2. I can't even remember what the chant was anyways.

It's at this point in the dream that I remember that Zukin had been kidnapped by an enemy country of the one I was visiting. I didn't dream this, but I knew that I had been there for about a month (Zukin was kidnapped on our first day in the new country) and had been training with the country's military so that we could get Zukin back.

Then, I am out of my body, watching scenes of Zukin's past month; she is training with the enemy army, too, and getting very close to the young General of their forces. She soon becomes his trusted right-hand-man, so to speak, and I can see that he is romantically interested in her. I see this all in my dream, but, as in one of my other dreams, my dream-self knows nothing of it.

Then, I see the enemy country preparing for battle; they are going to invade the country I'm in. Because both countries are located on the largest islands of an archipelago, they have to get here by boat. Zukin and the General take up the lead. They both have individual boats (they are driving Stocherkahns with a modified pole that has a wide fan at one end, which I saw them using to turn and maneuver better among the rocks and islands), and the rest of the army is organized 10 people to a boat with two people propelling it to make up for the added weight.

Suddenly, Zukin makes her boat pull ahead of the General's, and cuts him off, causing him to tip. She zooms ahead, laughing and cheering about how she fooled him and how she could finally get back to her vacation (since we were on the island for vacation).

Then I am back in my dream-self's body, and I'm standing at the top of a stairway leading right into the water (it was like this in shape, but of stone, taller, and steeper. There was a metal railing along the top parts, as they were look-out spots). I don't know exactly why I am here, except that I felt I should be here.

Suddenly, I see Zukin's boat rush by, and she jumps off of it and onto the stairs, running up and warning me that enemies were coming. I'm so happy to see her alive and well that I barely realize when the enemies have crowded the stairway. This would have been their infiltration point. The General jumps up onto the first step of the stairs and his army stays in the their boats behind him. Zukin hands me one of two spears she had been holding, and the General asks her why she has betrayed him, and that he thought she loved him. In response, Zukin throws her spear at him, which he just barely dodges and catches. Then, for some reason, he puts it between his leg like someone pretending it was their huge dick. "But I love you!" He said. "Come back to me, please?"

Zukin walks along the wall to the right of the stairs, all teasing, and says, glancing back at me, "Well, he is kinda cute, isn't he?" And I have to agree, because he is pretty darn good looking from what I can see. But I just grin and don't answer because I know exactly what she's going to do. It was a telepathic moment.

The General heard what she said and looked all hopeful, but then Zukin, to whom I had tossed my spear, jumped over the railing over the stairs, aiming her spear at the General.

Except she tripped on the railing and fell very ungracefully on top of the General, knocking him into the water. I laughed so hard I think it woke me up.




The other dream I remembered was rather distressing but I'll share it anyways, because I want to make sure it gets recorded.

My Ex

This dream was really weird, and not very fun. I was back at the apartment I had shared with my ex and two other people (long story short, we broke up like two months after moving into that place so it was awkward because neither of us could find a different place at the time of the year), but it was the current me, not the me that lived there. If that makes sense.

I was sitting in the living room, watching something on TV (I think) and my Ex (current Ex, ie, knowing we are not together anymore) came into the room, sat down, and after a few moments, asked me if I would help him move something heavy in his room. I said sure, because I was the only other person home who could help him. When we got to his room, he closed the door and locked it, and you can all guess about what happened next.

I didn't fight it, because I didn't want to hurt him, but I definitely didn't want it, either. (He would NEVER do this IRL, btw. Even when we were together, he always got verbal consent)

I left the apartment after that and went home for the week, since we didn't have any classes. I didn't want to be in that apartment. But my mom had something he'd left at my house a while ago, when we were still together, so she brought it up to the apartment and left it on a table, and then we left.




Lastly, there was a fragment about a pile of mail on my bed. Two were for me, but they were junk, and then there was one addressed to my house, but for one of my best friends from high school, let's call her Rebecca. I didn't know why it was for her but also to my house.

I'm lying on the ground next to the road beside the IRL swamp near where I grew up. Down the road, a truck reaches the peak of a small hill and then seems to continue rising into the air until it disappears into the sky. I think that's odd and that it must be some odd optical illusion, and I watch to see if it happens again so I can figure out what's causing the illusion. I turn to comment on this to my IRL sister, S.

But I'm distracted when I catch sight of a ball of blue flame hovering nearby in the swamp. I think of this as foxfire. It happens sometimes. I'm thinking about how foxfire works, and how it's usually safe, with some exceptions. The foxfire then turns from blue to the usual red/orange fire in reaction to our presence - that's the exception I was just thinking about. It approaches us, and we have to run to avoid getting burned.

When we get inside, we're no longer me and S., we're two young brothers. I, the older brother, realize that the foxfire's too close behind us, and so when my brother escapes into the inner room, I close the door behind him, allowing the fire to catch me but keeping him safe. When the foxfire catches me, it takes on my form, so that for a moment there are two of us.

Fragmentary memory for a bit. Next clear scene - I'm Satan, using that older brother's form and talking to the younger brother. The kid's fully aware that I'm not his real brother. I've just now been able to return to earth after being sealed away for a long time, and I'm curious about all the new things here. I'm looking at an instrument in the kid's room; I'm mentally comparing it to a harp, but it's a stringed instrument that lies flat on the ground when you play it, like a koto. It's something kids are required to learn in school, so the kid's not very interested in it, but I fiddle around with it until I get the hang of it - it really is a lot like a harp, just turned on its side - and I improvise a pretty little tune. I'm vaguely hoping the kid will get the idea that the instrument can be used for more than just the dull melodies he learns in school, but he doesn't seem interested - it's a dull instrument to him, and that is that. I then go and look through his movies, picking up one written in a pictographic alphabet - birds, reeds. I recognize it as Arabic, and I'm delighted by the changes in this form of writing since I've been gone. The movie involves the issue of unity and diversity - people questioning whether it's better to preserve the cultures of individual tribes or to think of themselves as a single nation, and whether it's possible to do both.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a small fishing village. As a disembodied observer, I'm thinking of everyone here as an analogue for someone else in the distant past or another world or something along those lines. There are two in particular who I think of as analogues for "the prince" and "the Judas figure." At the moment, the prince's girlfriend (who doesn't appear to have an analogue, or at least I wasn't thinking about one for her) is talking to the Judas figure, trying to convince him to give her a ride somewhere, but not wanting to tell him why she needs that ride - the prince is involved somehow. She names somewhere else nearby as her destination instead, but he's not fooled at all. He suggests she just tell him where she really wants to go, it'll save time for both of them. As he's saying this, I as a disembodied observer am focusing on a long, thin scar slanting to the right, down the back of the woman's neck.

False awakening, during which I tried to write down that dream on my skin, for lack of anything else to write on.

Hi everyone, this morning when I woke up I knew I had atleast 6 dreams but only one was clear and vivid, the others were completly fragmented blurry shards.
However, that one dream that was vivid was so vivid that it was actually LD-capable, what I mean with that is that it was clear enough that there was a decent chance of me getting lucid had I payed more attention.

1. Missing the bus

I'm at school on the playground talking with some friends and we have a baseball bat with a ball. I say "Hey, see if you can smash that ball over the building?", nothing happens. Suddenly I'm walking infront of the schoolbuilding down the street and know the bus everyone's on for a school trip has gone the other direction but it will pass me on the next street. Before I can reach that street I can already see the bus passing and I run but it's too late. I jump up and wave with my arms hoping someone will notice it in the bus but nothing happens. I know more things happened but I just can't remember them.

2. Sneaking fail

I'm playing a stealth game (I think MGS4) and I'm about to enter a light office from the dark room I'm in first. The offices have a tropical style to them, as I enter the other room two men are talking in it. I go in guns blazing and shoot one guy through the head I think, the other one pinnes me to the ground and I'm busted.

3. The distorted stadium

I'm on the side in some weird stadium which is really blurry, I barely remember how the the sides of the stadium looked or even how the ground looked. I don't want to go in the field but people who sit next to me convince me to do it.

4. A Paradise of vividness...

I'm flying over a small tropical Island with a palace in the middle and on each side of it swimming pools. A voice tells me about he history of the building. Suddenly I'm with a group of people in swimming clothing walking through a dark tunnel to the swimming pools on the left of the palace, there's one woman who's pregnant yet wearing a bikini which freaks me out a bit. We sit in the pool and the waves of the ocean go over the low wall surounding the pool every now and then. Suddenly the waves get higher and it starts getting dangerous, I start going back and notice I'm suddenly the pregnant woman... as I walk back the waves get so large that I have to stop and hold on to a wall, I keep myself from falling cause I'm worried about the baby... Then I get to the tunnel in which the water is violently moving around, I manage to make it through. At this point I'm a man again and walking through a dark hallway, in my shorts completly wet and cold. Every now and then there are two doors on both sides of the hallway, the first two I look through the window. On the left I see an abandoned classroom, on the right I see a room were people are sitting in, yet they seem like they're not mentally there... I walk on and come to another pair of doors, this time on the right I see two guys with caps on sitting in bags playing a video game, they too seem not responding. Eventually I get to the lobby were a guy stands at the counter and I hear him say something in French. I ask him "Do you understand English?", he responds in more French so I start talking my best French... "Je parle un peu Français mais ce n'est pas parfait", he seems happy that I put effort in explaining myself in French. "Ou sont mes vêtements?" I say after that. He responds in English "You didn't check in so we thought the clothes were left behind and we took them.", then he grabs a map of the Island with two locations marked, I think the locations were the laundry areas. Then I ask him "Pourquoi est l'hotel plein?... I mean empty..." (Plein means full in French so I felled stupid.) I don't get a response and the dream ends.

5. "Not in the bus!"

I went into a buss for a school trip and a girl sat next to me, she seemed quiet nervous and shy for me. For some reason I really liked her, she wanted to have sex but I said "Whoa, not in the bus." Then I woke up.

Anyway, next night I will do a WBTB and try out SSILD or WILD, I have high hopes.

~THIS IS MY SECOND ATTEMPT OF IMPROVING DREAM RECALL SINCE I STARTED TO MEDITATE~

Okay so what I can remember from last night Was a strange bit of woods I had THOUGHT I had woken up and told myself "okay illl write down my dreams so I don't forget in morning" "or im not gonna bother writing them down" either way I have a feeling that this may have been a false awakening or me actually being Lucid just not remembering.

~My friend was here and he was a dream sign~

Second Dream~ I had been texting this girl And at one point I texted her to meet me in the woods and we could have $ex (starting to think woods is a dream sign) and my friend darius was nearby. While I waited for him to reply I asked "hey do you have the 3 pounds of spice in your backpack?" He said yes. We ended up walking a long ways until I said "hey where's your locker?" But than I woke up...

I was drawing stick figures in a notebook. I'm not sure what the first one was. The second one was a stick figure on a bike. I started drawing an intricate nerf gun. I talked to someone about Indians being able to draw well. Shia Lebouf was cheating on a test by copying someone else's stick figures. I saw one of the drawings say something like the stick figures have gone to another drawing. Later, Dr. M was teaching me and V about electronics, part of a program to crossover P with E. I saw him taking out a huge servo motor. I did a test where something was spiraling inwards. We asked him if he invented ellipses, and he said no one of his colleagues did.

This dream is from this morning. It was vivid, but my memory of it is very patchy.

I'm in a gigantic space ship. There is a lot going on, lots of people are around. I am supposed to be going to investigate a planet/moon with one or two others. Some DCs help me get on a high-tech, fancy space suit, and the captain of the ship shows up. Next thing I know, I'm sitting before a wide, thin computer screen, and the planet we're going to is shown on the screen, along with all sorts of numbers and percentages off to the right side of the screen, and some other things to the left. The captain is telling me about the planet as I look at it on the screen, and I know that my partner(s) are getting the same briefing. I feel as if I've been doing this for a long time, but it's all somewhat new, too. The planet looks like its tinged with greens and purples and blues. It's the last thing I see before the dream ends.

I did not have any cohesive dreams tonight, and only remember fragments off the top of my head.

1. I was looking into the basement of my house and when I opened it, I noticed there were only three things. Two of the things I cannot remember, but the third was the skeletal remains of a giant octopus. (Not quite skeletal, but decaying to that point). My mother came down to take a look, and I thought she was going to comment on the smell of the dead animal but she didn't say anything about it, other than the skeleton's head is going to look goofy since its head is pointing up. It did not occur to me that an octopus does not have a skeleton.

2. I was with my sister and she wanted to take a break, so we went to a party of some sorts. There was a large pool with a lot of people, though it was kind of cold as there was a lot of shade overlooking it. Someone commented on how the entire feeling would change when the sun came out, and when it did, I could feel the heat, and everyone came to life. They started moving around the entirety of it, and I initiated a race, freestyle. While I was swimming, only my right side was moving forward, to my dismay, and I was worried on my return lap that I would either collide into the wall or other people going forward since as it was a small part of the pool we were racing in, and there were a lot of people.

3. I looked up on the ceiling of my house, and noticed my ceiling fan was sold by a company called "Succubus." I remarked that that must be how I came up with it in my PAO, and it wasn't through Diablo.

The Way of Villainy

22 July 2013

Morning Nap

Princess Luna is a character from My Little Pony

Note: A lot of the dialogue in this dream was influenced by the Steve Wilkos Show that was airing on the TV IRL.

I was quite irritated that I should be so tired in the middle of the day. Especially considering that I hadn’t really done much of anything that day-at least not that I could remember. I was reprimanding myself for not getting enough sleep, again. I was walking in a walkway that was built into a large crack in the side of a cliff (it was reminiscent to a similar walkway in Zora’s Domain in Twilight Princess). So I was walking down the walkway and I was virtually unimpressed by the beautiful scenery that I was looking at. Then again, it’s not as though I was looking at much. I look across the huge crevasse in which this walkway is built and I only see a wall on the other side and a thick cloud of fog down below.

I admit I was not fully cognizant of myself and I was mostly preoccupied with the question of how to deal with my fatigue. I thought that maybe I could take a swig of Pepsi; I remembered having three in the fridge back at home which I found odd because I didn’t remember buying any to begin with. My ever so important train of thought was interrupted by a text message. It was from this guy I barely knew from High School. He was accosting me for not pulling my weight on a project that he and I were supposed to be working on together. I must have been more tired than I thought. I mean, what was he talking about? What fucking project?

Such a bother, I was not at all happy to be having to work on this project (whatever it even was) nor was I happy to be working with this guy of all people. I would spend the majority of that day questioning when I was ever drafted into such a partnership. What school was I even attending at that time? Not JCCC, that hadn’t started yet. After I got the text I crossed a huge stone bridge that led to a huge aperture on the other side of the crevasse. The aperture led to some city park in the mountains; the ingress was opened in the parking lot. There I ran into Princess Luna of Equestria. I told her about my dilemma with this project and that I couldn’t even remember what the project was. She proceeded to tell me of an iphone app that would be able to deter people from contacting me about projects that I did not want to work on. I strongly considered the app and I liked the idea of keeping that annoying ass from contacting me but I also question how this would help me long term. I thanked The Princess for her suggestion and bid her good day. Maybe I should have bowed? Whatever, I don’t think she cared.

As I looked around the city park I immediately noticed that the park was full of hostiles and heavy hitters all of whom were disguised as normal denizens. Any idiot could have seen through them…or so I thought. I was amazed to see batman standing there in the middle of the park just not doing any thing. All these villains were walking right by him and he didn’t even notice. I suppose that I should have said something but I suppose that I simply did not give a damn. Either that or I was so distant that the thought never occurred to me. Later on I noticed Steve Wilkos speaking to a man about his wife. The man was lamenting about the fact that his wife had chosen a life of crime. It started with prostitution but then the crimes she committed became much more sever, even to the point where she ended up working for The Joker. He drew the line when his wife started to work for a space pirate. As they were talking about this two more hostiles were walking in between them; jumping over the small crevice before them.

Steve’s guest led him to the flying pirate ship on which his wife now worked. The pirate ship was on the other side of this crevice. As I was following them I ended up walking behind a Dersite imp who was poorly disguised as a business man. On the deck of the ship the crew was nowhere to be found and the man described into further detail what it was that his wife did and how she got to where she was. I stood indifferently by them and observed them converse about the subject and I found it amazing that they were not the least bit creeped out by my blatant eaves dropping. Steve gradually began escalate in anger and found it amazing that this man did nothing while his wife went out and prostituted herself every night. Steve firmly let this man know that he was partly to blame for his wife’s progression to the dark side. Just over the stern of the ship I could see the man’s wife prostituting on the side of an active street in broad daylight (a flashback projection of the story this man was telling).

I can’t well remember how we got into the backstage hallways of the Steve Wilkos studio but I was there standing idly and watching the conversation unfold. At this point Steve made it very clear that this man was very much at fault for not just his indifference but his subtle promotion of his wife’s behavior. The last thing I heard Steve say before waking up was, “You’re a sick bastard.” Now at this point I was gradually growing more cognizant of myself and my emotions and was starting to internally react to the conversation. I began to feel for the man but I also began to understand what Mr. Wilkos was saying. This man saw that his wife was journeying down a dangerous path and now she is working for a band of marauding space pirates. How could he not see that he had a hand in her descent?

00:00 Saturday 2014-06-07

01:06 25 drops (mugwort/wormwood?) tincture. Pretty sure it's wormwood, it's very bitter

01:18 bedtime. Yeah, late, I took a night off, essentially, had fun with family, drank a beer in the evening.

08:30 ? final waking

+ in childhood neighborhood, see into neighbor's home, see AR and others, I'm pretty sure it's her, I'm outside looking in through glass walls (dream sign)

+ sneak into a home, it's night, there's a large family (8+ children) there celebrating (Christmas?), many kids and two parents. The father is operating some sort of remote controlled toy with the kids. I see bookshelves filled with many copies of games and books, because there are so many kids. There are chess sets on the shelves. The floors are steeply sloped, at least 30 degrees, practically diagonal, at one point I mention this to the parent if they knew that their floors were sloped.

The parents borrow money from me at interest to pay the cooks: they want $10,000 and they'll pay me $1,000. I have a fistful of bills in my hand and I'm trying to make sense of the interest calculation and who is going to hold the money. They need cooks because they have such a large family.

Later I go out to the detached outside garage.

+ Standing outside a building on top of a hill at night with some people. At some point I start sliding down snowy hills with a boy to avoid pursuers, we enter the teleporting fireplace network. It operates first by lifting and pushing down a large "reset" lever set in the floor, then you have to push a smaller lever on the "ceiling" of the fireplace about 10 times then it will teleport you, but either I don't operate it correctly (or the network is "busy") and the pursuers catch up to us. When we closed the door to the fireplace there was snow outside, and when the pursuers (adults) opened the door the snow was gone, I noticed this and thought that we had been in time-stop stasis for an entire season, I was trying to get the attention of the pursuer and tell this to him, that the teleport network must have been jammed.

While we're sliding down the hill I imagine we'll need to teleport to another fireplace at the top of the hill in order to continue evading the pursuers, I wonder how long we can keep this up without getting caught.

Dream Fragments
This dream was longer than what I can remember. At least, this is the impression that I am getting when I attempt to remember it. It's there, I just can't bring it all the surface.

Fragment 1
I was standing in a small backyard looking at the grass. A stained, wooden face crawls along the perimeter of the yard. The house looked small from where I was standing. There was a large tree to my left as I stood, facing the house, looking at the grass. Something got my attention, but I can't remember what and I don't recall what I did.

Fragment 2
I was walking along the right side of the house. It was all concrete and there were children's toys, gardening tools and some potted plants. I could see over the fence into the neighbor's back yard. I remember thinking that I didn't like the neighbor.

Fragment 3
I was sitting at large, wooden desk inside the house. There were either huge, bay windows or I could see through the walls. But I was looking at the sky and I saw a helicopter circling above.

I was in high school but it was built like a prison.
I attended some lessons and stuff, going to class but we had cells in one wing of the school. I was running to get to my cell so that I could grab some PS3 games to give to this younger kid who had a way of sneaking into the solitary confinement wing, so he could smuggle them to my mate, who was in there at the moment.
I had to quickly run into this basement where there was all these old doors and spiderwebs because for some reason the game disc I thought was in the cover I gave to the smuggler was actually down here. I ran to find it and when I did I ran to bring it to the smuggler before it was too late. He wasn't very pleased that I could get him busted by behaving so recklessly.
I then went to the gymnasium, and I met some people there who were doing a dance class and realised that I was actually a part of it and I knew the moves. We had to line up in some order, I couldn't actually divine how the order was chosen but somehow I just knew where to stand. I then turned around and saw that there was a whole crowd of people sitting there watching us and this was actually a performance! The music started and we had to start dancing, I absolutely sucked. I knew the dance moves because I could remember learning them, what I couldn't remember was the actual routine itself, I had to try and imitate the girl next to me, who it seemed was in the same boat as me.
we had a quick break for some kind of intermission and we sat down cross legged on the ground facing each other and
she looked at me and stated, "I don't know the moves properly."
I said "It's okay, I know the moves, I don't know the order they go in though. You're doing better than I am."
Her beautiful eyes that were previously on the cusp of tears brightened a bit at that and she gave me a little smile, I gave her a small smile in return, before looking away.
Suddenly there was a big commotion and there was car crashes and explosions all around and police were running through the place.
I grabbed the girl by the arm and I ushered her over to this wall and we sat against it out of the way of the drama, our backs against the red bricks.
She turned to me then and asked a question, "Is it true that you got 15 and 4?"
"Yeah," I responded, "it isn't what you know, it's who you know and how good a deal you can get." (please note, I don't know what this actually is)
I then spotted a person that I knew in the dream, but not in RL, get hit by a car. I looked again and there he was standing in the middle of the road, he was alright. Until a car hit him, the same exact car I had already seen hit him. I saw a lady run around some cars and run into four police officers who then proceeded to bash her. Then I saw it actually happen and I realised that I was seeing a little bit into the future. I could probably change it, I thought. I then had a vision of the girl I was sitting with getting killed by the largest man I have ever seen in my life, he would have been at least 7 foot tall and he was so muscly.
I turned to the girl beside me, who I had by now realised was an old partner, even though she didn't resemble her at all, I knew that it was her because I knew her eyes, and said "I want you to go and stand over there at the end of the wall and whatever happens don't come back this way and don't look back.
I knew that the man was going to come this way and then look for her. I knew that it wasn't going to end well for her, if he found her. I saw him coming and I told her very forcefully to go. She looked a bit upset and scared that I had spoken to her in such a way and it tore me apart inside to do so.
I turned to face the direction the giant was coming from and there he was right in front of me. He tried to shuffle me aside but I refused to move and then he tried to push me but I turned with it and swung a leaping right hook at him connecting with his jaw. He then turned to look at me, he had a murderous look in his eyes. I knew then that I was going to die, I knew that I had saved the girl though.
The man mountain toyed with me, he threw me around like a rag doll and I was broken and lying on the floor when I saw her again she had decided to peek around the corner and see what was happening. I gave her a smile with what was left of my wrecked visage and she cried. I looked a the big man who had picked me up and was readying himself for the coup de grace, he had a vicious sneer and I poked him right in the eye and he dropped me and stumbled away a little bit, screaming in pain.
My broken body hit the floor and a jolt of pain almost drew me into unconsciousness, I fought to stay awake. I saw my old partner run over and she asked me why I didn't run with her.
"Because he was going to kill us both, I saw that there was no other way of keeping you safe, if we ran together he would have caught us, so I thought it safer to distract him while you ran away." She cried, the tears flowing unchecked down her cheeks. I then whispered, my strength failing, "You had better go, I am going to die tonight. Please, don't let it be for nothing, run away."
She didn't want to believe it but I am sure that she knew it was true because the next time I told her to run she gave me one last kiss and turned to flee. I watched her back as it got smaller and smaller as it got further away from me.
I was suddenly grabbed and hoisted into the air. The giant had returned and he was irate. His eye, where I had recently decided to place my finger, was bloodshot. He then said "You're going to be famous, all over the news tonight, little man."
He then placed one of his giant hands on the side of my head, it was turned in the direction of my receding ex partner, so I saw her one last time as she glanced back. I then felt a rush of momentum as the brick wall quickly approached my head with the intention of dashing my brains against it's hard stone and mortar. I smiled as I saw her round the corner at the end of the wall because I knew now that she would be safe, that was when my head met the wall and I woke up.