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Running across a field toward Faneuil Hall, Boston, I heard someone calling my name, "Mario, Mario!" I was puzzled, because I looked around and did not see anyone. Then I noticed someone behind me, a black man who appeared very cheerful, happy, and funny. He asked me to follow him and set off running. I followed, running.

A flock of birds flew to him, and he joined them, becoming a bird, all of them flapping their wings quickly, flying fast. Though I was freaked, I continued following, and I heard him say, "The only sin you ever committed was when this…" and then I saw a pointed, thin, phallic-like arrow launched into the sky and quickly drop "…didn't go as high as this…" Then I saw an arrow that traveled in a hemispheric path, exploding beautifully with sparks and stars. "Your sins are forgiven through our Lord, Jesus Christ." At the end of the road, in the sky, was Christ Shining, with his arms outstretched to me.

dream archive 4/22/87

In 1986, when I was 22, after graduating the year before from Florida International University with a degree in Fine Arts and moving to Boston, I passed through a difficult period of life, feeling a sense of hopelessness and deep despair. At the beginning of this period I had dream in which I saw a butterfly fluttering in my hand, and some kind of toxins spilled on it, and it died. In the midst of this time in which I felt spiritually dead, I had a dream….

Funeral Noel

In a dream, I watched my funeral,
surprised to see it seemed a festival.
The happy mourners sang, as I was witness,
around my coffin, “We wish you a merry Christmas!”

Soon after, in March, 1987, I had this transformative, life altering, unforgettable dream of God's touch…

I walked on a slightly curved path of stones and realized that I was in the front yard of my childhood home in Virginia, by the beech tree for which I had always felt a strong affinity. It was around my same age and like a brother to me.

I felt the presence of three versions of myself: in all the surroundings, the sincere, childhood freshness, newness of everything, simple rapture under the night sky; an older version of my self, as a teenager experiencing a first awakening to the mystery of life and consciousness in the universe but with no living knowledge of the world, of working and suffering; and finally my self as I was, a mess in a mental, emotional, spiritual, and physical sense. As with my beech tree in winter, all the leaves had fallen.

I (we) stood beside the tree, and suddenly I felt a Subtle Fire being placed around me as if by two invisible cupped hands that felt as though they had sprung into the moment from outside the universe. For the first time in so long, I felt healthy and whole. I jumped for joy to know that the touch of God's love can create life from abject destruction and death. I flew over the house and the trees in a beautiful springtime world full of colors, toward the forest I had explored as a child. Far below, on the side of the house, I saw a sign with writing and three faces. I felt that that these were pictures of family and that the words written were: this trip is sponsored by the Father, Son and Holy Spirit.

dream archive, 1987

.../It's my grandparent's old house. We are on the roof with my older brother. I see how it was modified when our mother came to visit my father's family. I feel sad for her because of I realize they didn't treat her well. Now I see her in front of the left side of the roof, although it doesn't make sense with the real structure of the house. She looks like one of her pictures in black and white when she was a teenager and had a very long hair. She feels sorrow and I ask my brother to tell her not to feel that way because of I know she was strong. We get to the first floor. It's night all of a sudden. There's a bad guy who's my brother's friend. He climbs the walls and gets into the room through some open sides that appear in the walls. He gets into my room of my university times in another city. I follow him. There's my kid's double bunk bed. We have to climb on the side of it in order to reach the floor. He checks everything. I don't like it. Some coins fall from the pocket of my pants which lay on a chair. I give the money to him at the end. Then he goes downstairs through the same hole in the wall. There I see he takes a bucket toy. I tell him to let it because of it's like taking something that will be noticed. He lets it. I find my brother is in the kitchen/...

.../There's something with my unfriendly aunt and my fellow cousin but I just remember they both were upset/...

* As far as I can remember, it's the first time I saw my mom in a dream. Although I don't think it's a real memory of her.

Did Sensei's "combo breaker" (1: forget your body, 2: affirmations of awesomeness as a lucid dreamer, 3: MILD-like visualisations) meditation earlier in the evening but only got through affirmations before getting interrupted by a)

23:32 bedtime, no alcohol today

Set strong intention to remember dreams and especially to wake up after every dream.
It worked, probably 5-6 or even more wakings during the night

00:00 Tuesday 2014-06-17

04:19

+ trying to get to the water fountain people are walking across my path interfering with my forwards progress, there's a group of guys at work after meeting, nearby there's wall full of deserts in in big glasses with stems (like giant sherry snifters) each 8-10 inches across

4 or 5 shelves 4 meters long containing deserts in these glasses, they're free, I go for a bowl of chocolate, a colleague goes for the same one in addition to something else and I shoulder him aside and say "this is mine, don't take all the good ones." They make a comment/joke about a guy who used a spoon, licked it, and put it back in the bowl on the shelf.

+ I was called into a board meeting asked to report my experience working at a place in Europe, I look at a map and point out features on the map, I say "my work was more on the Italian side of the border", I see the map and the features of water and land masses, they form a pattern like the hands of a clock, I was trying to tell the location that I was talking about as a point on this clock. My place was 2-3 o-clock. I didn't like going to these board meetings. They worked in the German language speaking area because it was the least expensive.

+ a man was deconstructing large construction cranes outside. "I know how to deconstruct my own cranes" the guy says. He was telling how he got rid of all the various parts, various different people would come and take away different parts, some things he took home, I could see how he neatly arranged all the parts.

+ Someone says "there are too many tiny tox's [dachshunds]," I say "Noooo! There's never enough tiny toxes!" I'm then inside a German-speaking worman's apartment, there's a big fat woman who's cooking something ("okroshka" I think [Russian cold summer soup]), there's another big fat woman sitting in the doorway, and on a stool next to her is an ENORMOUS cat which is a circle about 3-feet in diameter with a normal sized head in the middle (like this one but 2-x wider/taller at least:

the cat is hilarious it's so bizarre, and it says "meow!", I think the food they're preparing is for the dog, and the cat knows this and that the dog will eat the "okroshka" and the cat is really scared of the dog.

+ meeting with wife and some guy in a group, I "recognized" him (false memory), I don't know why they called me to this meeting because this guy knows French because he is French, I think about saying my standard line in French about how I studied French in school and forgot everything, but I don't say it, I shook his hand and think I've met him before.

06:57

+ crazy haired woman is introduced to me she's running for president along with her husband her last name is "Prebelshky". I'm sitting on a couch in a room, I see her walking across the room from right to left and go "whoa look at that hair," her hairdo is the shape of a mushroom and about 6-feet in diameter, it's amazingly huge. I try to say "pleased to meet you," but I have some trouble speaking so I have to repeat it. At first the big-haired-woman doesn't want to be introduced but then she comes and talks to me. I'm sitting down she's standing a few feet in front of me and as she approaches she makes 3 signs of the cross at super-human speed, her arm is almost a blur.

+ I arrive to a group sitting around a large table outside, there's no space initially, they're eating, the leader says "oh, hi! come sit down!", people scoot aside and I sit down at the table. The leader offers me some chardonnay, I say "yeah, sure, I'll have some." As I sit down some guy says "you have to continue your bulking, you can't stay under the control of your mother [so you can get the chicks]." (I visualize a guy sitting down at a table in a restaurant, he has a salad with a lot of tomatoes on it). I get a glass. Someone hands me a piece of food without a plate, I stick my hand out, and it drops into my hand, it's a piece of dark, crunch black bread. People are standing up and leaving now.

There is Al.Tim from L there, (he may have been leader) AT is very knowledgeable about medical things (true IWL), he starts talking about his knee, I say "as long as you're talking about knees, look at mine," I show him how my knee clicks as I fold and extend my lower leg, it clicks evenly about 10 times every time I move my leg, I feel this with my finger on my knee, he says "that's impossible," then he puts his finger on my knee (I feel it) and move my leg and feel the clicks, he's amazed, he says "that's some kind of a (blah blah blah some medical term)."

+ I'm looking at a newspaper it fills my vision, there is an article about shrapnel and how dangerous is it, Vietnamese workers must work with it and I think the bomb doesn't even have to explode, that the little shrapnel pieces can dig themselves into the skin killing the people who touch it. There's also the same problem working with broken egg shells.

+ I'm approaching a crazy cow logo place, a fortress that takes care of animals, someone was upset because one of their animals had gotten lost, outside in daytime. The place had a name (forgot it), "cowzelg?"

+ outdoor eating place, where a large group of central asian migrant workers were eating, there was a line waiting, as someone finished the next guy in line could take his place and eat. The food was displayed in a buffet style on high shelves above the sitting places. It's dusk/dark-ish, I notice a lot of chocolate covered donuts on plates. I was waiting for my turn, I think I could go right ahead, I saw a large chocolate cake on the 2nd story shelf, I was looking at that, someone says it was baked here, I imagine that these migrant workers are pretty good bakers because they have to live away from their families, so they bake, and they start cooking in the evening. Someone gives me a plate and serve myself up a big piece of the cake, I cut it and shlop the piece on my plate, it has a white insides.

09:26

+ nighttime in a house with my dad, I'm on the 2nd floor, I want to leave out a sliding glass window and fly down to my car which is parked on the street by the house. But my dad's there and I don't want to show him my flying ability so I go to another room with another sliding glass door out to a deck, I stand up on the balcony, I'm looking down to the street below, slightly concerned but I know I can fly so I step out into the air and glide across the street to the ground, it's a nice night scene. I'm rejoicing in the feeling of flying.

I'm walking through the town (daytime now) and I see some young people on the other side of a barrier playing some game, I climb to the top of the barrier, and look down and see a girl among the people, her hair and face are continually changing, every time I try to focus on her she looks different, I bring her up with me, I'm holding her and I kiss her, she's struggling against me, she doesn't want to, eventually she relaxes into it. I'm trying to maintain simultaneous focus on: 1) my dream body, 2) the fact that I'm dreaming, and 3) the girl and kissing her, in order to stabilise, but the dream "ends." (semi-lucid?)

+ hiding from robot, outside, near a doorway, I'm hiding to the side of the large entrance trying to avoid detection, so I can enter the building, the robot was looking for me, it sees me and I start shooting at it, then I find myself on a large open paved area.

+ in a large, steeply sloped auditorium, people are there, I think it would be much more efficient if cabbages were 50 pounds.

Around the auditorium, I look up and see a few rows above me a guy standing up in a shiny pin-striped suit with a matching pin-striped tall top-hat. I think I knew this guy and he didn't used to wear such suits. I think he's graduated. He and I are talking within a group of people.

+ sitting around a large dining table with a group of people, I'm waiting my turn for the holy water to come around so I can sprinkle myself with it

+ walking up a stairway, in a big house, I meet a group of girls sitting on the stairs, I have to climb over blankets and things to get to them, I ask where I can get a fresh towel, they show me where the towel dispenser is, it's a strange modernistic capsule-like device (watched Star Trek: Into Darkness IWL probably residue from the torpedoes) with multiple spring loaded parts that move aside to reveal the towels stacked inside. I proceed farther up the stairway and pass a small nook immediately off of the stairwell, I wonder "God, does someone sleep here? There's no room." (there's a little desk and work area). I get up to the top of the stairs and enter a multi-person small circular sleeping chamber, there are 3 beds arranged in a circle, 2 of them are claimed already and have yoga mats laid out on them, I see my spot and I think "Oh, God, I forgot my yoga mat."

I find myself back on the deck where I flew from, my dad and a big group of people are all standing around my body, I realize I must have OBE'd when I flew off the deck, so I "fly" around the people and swoop/plunge back into my body and then once back in my body I sit up and say "here I am!"

+ I'm eating a popsicle, but I finish it too soon, it's less than I think I had left. I need to drive to the border, there's a large truck and inside is a portable border guard immigration/visa processing station. I see inside and see a guy who quickly goes through the processing. I need to get everybody out, I wonder if I can convince the owner of the van to lend it to me so I can go get (my own visa?). My wife comes and is laughing, she says I took the van owner's popsicle (I think "ew, that's nasty, I ate someone else's popsicle?" That explains why there wasn't as much left as I thought), she gives me my actual popsicle and I finish it. I want my wife to ask the owner of the van/truck if I can take it. I don't know if I can drive it reasonably since it's so large.

09:43 13C in room, heater on setting I dial at 11:30, window open about an inch. Earplugs not all the way in, much more comfortable than previous night where they were all the way in. No remee.

Dreamed that I was on the moon.

The place I was in was something like a cross between an apartment and the ISS. It was an academy for teenagers who were learning about science. I recall vaguely thinking about how horrible it would be if someone accidentally broke a window. But there was a mail package delivery and the woman who delivered it was outside of the building, and I remember wondering how she was breathing and why our air wasn't rushing out. It seemed like a normal building with normal windows, but the walls were grey and bare.

She told us that she really liked an environment I'd animated. Suddenly my boyfriend was there and she told him "watch the pink trees, I find it incredibly soothing," (referring to the animation I'd made). For some reason, I was really embarrassed about the animation, I didn't think it was very good. The package turned out to be two huge pink fluffy bath mats, which covered the entire floor of the room we were in once I'd laid them out.

At one point, the professor was explaining how "days" on the moon were different and it rotated in a different way than Earth.

Finally got one for the challenge! Now we've got a competition...

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #214: The Challenge

I have a false awakening in the early morning, worried that I’ve run out of time to have another lucid. I get up, pee, and return to bed. To my dismay Wife has already removed the sheets from the bed. The clock says “5:50” and I complain to her that this is way too early to be up. “This is so unlike you!” I whine. She’s too busy to pay much attention.

I walk over to the gym and lay down on the floor, tossing and turning for a while. I have another false awakening in a field near a tent where a movie is being filmed. I walk around and explore for a while, feeling oddly comfortable and in charge, like this is my place even if it’s not familiar to me. I enter a nearby building where I’m required to remove my shoes, then move further on to find my friends PM and RP standing under an open rooftop. I try in vain to point out how much the clouds look like the ones we’ve worked on in our game project, but they’re too busy to pay attention.

I move further through the building, moving through a confusing maze riddled with dead ends until I emerge in a retro arcade. I stop at a machine that’s a multicade which features Street Fighter II and a library of 8-bit Nintendo games. I’m considering firing up Double Dragon when I realize that this has to be a dream.

I move outward from the arcade back to the main entrance. I’m still shoeless, so I produce some running shoes and walk off into the night. I’m on a concrete driveway and hordes of DCs on bicycles go whizzing by, not a trace of lights or reflectors on their bikes and bodies. They’re super hard to see, getting too close, and making me nervous, so I step off into the grass and move over to a sidewalk.

Now I remember my challenge goal of trying to summon Dreamer. I reach my hand behind my back, expect her to grab it, and immediately feel someone grab on. I turn around and she’s right there, purple hair and all! When I see her I exclaim, “Well that worked!” She seems to find this hilarious, squeezing her eyes shut and doubling over with laughter. I try to say something else but the dream destabilizes into a false awakening at my parents’ house.

My mom asks me if I need to go to work and I tell her no, just let me sleep as long as possible. She asks me to help clean their now-green pool (false memory, they have no pool) but I tell her that I’ll do it after I get some sleep. I crash back down on the bed, transitioning into…

...a false awakening on a bare mattress in a dark, candle-lit room. I get up and see that there are 4 or 5 similar mattresses here, too. There’s an Asian woman in her early 50s laying on one bed, tossing and turning restlessly. Some unseen male narrator tells me that, “She wants to dream but in here, she can’t. In this place, nobody can.” I’m disturbed by this, and I move toward the wall, hopeful that I’m dreaming right now. I phase right through, and the wall crumbles in cubes around me -- lucid again!

I float about twenty feet down to a poolside area with ankle deep water next to wall covered by a large mirror. The dream threatens to fade but I rub my hands together and splash around in the water. I again remember my summoning goal and reach my hand behind my back, summoning Dreamer for a second time. For some reason, I point to the mirror to help “prove” to her that she’s been summoned and say, “Look! It worked again!”

Dreamer seems fascinated by this, reaching out to the mirror and then waving her hands back and forth. “Look at this,” she says, bending forward at the waist a couple of times as her reflection copies her actions. I wonder whether this counts as two points in the challenge or just one.

We walk back inside and it’s another creepy room with those anti-dreaming mattresses. Dreamer stiffens her fingers like a spear and drives them into one of the mattresses and digs around like she’s looking for something but doesn’t seem to find it. I ask her what she’s looking for but she doesn’t say. I sweep my eyes around the room but when I look back to where I expect to find Dreamer, instead there’s a brown-haired girl of about 8. I kneel down and ask, “Are you Dreamer?” She gives me a you can’t be serious look and then walks out of the room.

There’s a mirror on the wall here and I get the idea to try summoning NewArtemis into the dream now. I keep watching myself in the mirror as I try to perform this summon, but it keeps failing. I realize I'm making this harder for myself but I can’t seem to help it. I want to see what she looks like when she actually materializes. I give three separate efforts to summon NewArtemis, but they all fail. I feel like something is wrong with me or with this room. Now I try to summon Dreamer. Another failure.

I feel like my mojo is fading out in the room, so I run for the wall and throw myself through it. There’s a glass shattering effect and now I’m falling through the darkness, air rushing past me. I fall like this for a few seconds until I wake up.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #213: Following the Herd

I’m walking across a field at night toward some distant farmhouse. I think that I should be home trying to lucid dream and realize that I already am.

I fly a few feet into the air and rub my hands together. I’m surprised to find that my left hand feels like it’s some kind of stiff, hooked claw. I look down at it and I can make out a smooth, curved shape, but it’s too dark to make out more detail. I worry that the scene is fading so I zoom toward the farmhouse.

I phase or jump-cut through the wall into the farmhouse interior, which looks more like the inside of a cafeteria. There’s a long line of DCs eagerly waiting for something that they’re handing out from behind a counter at the other end of the room. The line is roped off and a somewhat androgynous teenage girl with dark hair and glasses is directing people into the line.

I start to ask her what everyone is waiting in line for but I overhear someone talk about needing to pay for the item. I instinctively reach for my wallet and realize that not only is it missing, but so are pants of any kind. Shocked at my pantlessness, I lapse into non-lucidity.

I’m wearing a dark blue t-shirt that I try to pull down to cover myself. I hate being pantless but I really don’t want to get out of line. Then I worry about how I’m going to get money. Then my shirt disappears too. I helplessly contemplate how screwed I am until the dream ends.

I was dreaming that I was lying in bed in my old room at my parents' house, twisting and turning and wondering which position would be best to induce a lucid dream. Suddenly I felt electrical waves go through my entire body and I awaited the final and most severe wave which usually makes me lucid. It came and I gained real lucidity. A force started crushing me so I focused on the walls to escape from the bed. I felt dizzy and was bouncing from wall to wall so I waved my hands in front of me to stabilize myself.

I started descending the stairs and saw young versions of my mother and sister with piles of colourful dresses lying on the ground. They looked at me with a disappointed/saddened face and walked away. I kept descending and saw more copies of my mother and sister and more piles of dresses.

I reached the first downstairs room where 2 young women were standing, wearing just panties and a t-shirt. I immediately lifted one up, removed her panties and put her on a table. I was started to get excited, when I suddenly saw that the woman's head had become a toddler's head. The other woman also had a toddler's head. I took this as a hint to experiment with this LD rather than have sex.

I walked trough 2 other rooms which had several children in them. There was a young boy in a suit holding something in his hands, and I saw a young girl from behind with her pants down. She had red welts from her upper legs to her lower back. I assumed the boy had done this and told him he shouldn't do that.

Then, I walked into the kitchen. There were 3 kids there and they starting cheering when I announced to them that I was dreaming. I kind of stuttered when I said"dreaming", but they understood. As I said this, a strange character also appeared. A wooden plank floating in the air with a bowlerhat. He had other features and possibly a face made up out of random objects. He told me I shouldn't do that. I asked him why not, his only response was "Tomorrow. At 8am". I had also noticed that the garden was filled with strange trees standing close together. I wondered if I could burn both the forest and the strange character down at the same time. Then I woke up.

I had a dream with PonyLemon in it, but that's all I remember from last night.

I become lucid spontaneously, as is most common for me. I'm in the middle of a sunny pedestrianised street. There's a general old-timey feel to the scene, perhaps mediaeval? The scene is very vague and I feel like perhaps I'm halfway between dreaming and visualising while awake. I decide to try to stabilise my connection to the dream scene and ignore any hint of waking life experience that might bring me back to the waking world. I fondle some surfaces and look intently at a few things. I try sniffing for smells but all I get is a slightly stuffy nose feeling.

I spot the moon in the blue sky and feel drawn to stare at it. The thought crosses my mind that focusing on a specific object sometimes brings it closer, which starts to happen. As it comes closer it looks more like Earth. I decide that another planet is basically just a really big meteorite by the time it enters the atmosphere, so I will it to come faster and faster. It's silent which I consider trying to fix but realise it's probably coming multiple times faster than the speed of sound so I wouldn't be able to hear it before it arrives!

The other-earth smashes into the ground over the horizon and there's a moment of silence before the ground leaps up in waves a couple of hundred metres high and the atmosphere explodes into flame. The waves of earth get steep enough that they "break" with the tips curving enough that they no longer bend, but snap into a million clods of earth and rubble.

SammyTheSnake

Morning of June 17, 2014. Tuesday.

Dream #: 17,347-01. Reading time: 58 sec.



My dream begins with my false awareness of having the job to mow Colleen’s backyard lawn (on Avon Street) in La Crosse in the late morning. My brother-in-law Bob is also near, preparing to trim some hedges and repair a part of the shed. Neither Colleen nor Bob speak at any time.

My dream vivifies as I begin the repeating act of pulling the lawnmower’s pull-cord on its right side. Although the cord does not stick, the lawnmower does not start. I try it several times. I move it to another part of the backyard, but it still does not start. The kinaesthetic events cause me to wake to realize my arm was in an uncomfortable position.

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Dream type: Instinctual to liminal kinaesthetic imperative.

Dream content causation: This dream is the result of an instinctual process of attempting to move my arm while sleeping - into a more comfortable position. (Engines represent potential wakefulness. The second correlation is that my longer waking transition is a result of sleep atonia and lesser blood flow. I do not achieve wakefulness while still in sleep paralysis, and myoclonus is minimal.)

Bob is the precursory sleep-wake personification (not utilized, only witnessed) in this instance. Trimming hedges and repairing a part of the shed are both forms of navigating the liminality of dream space.

If the lawnmower had started, I might have indulged in the imaginary task of mowing the lawn and not awakened sooner to move my arm.

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Fragment:
I am in some kind of mall eating chocolate ice cream. It tastes fantastic; the best thing I have ever eaten. I wake up with the taste still in my mouth.

I am walking down the street in my neighborhood. I take out my phone and put my earbuds in. I look in my iTunes and see a song that I have never heard by 'unknown artist' called 'Robot Dis-Assembly' and begin playing it.
The song starts out with a grainy audio clip from what sounds like a male newscaster. He says 'It is the place where you would conduct the removal of a robot's batteries followed by final disassembly...' The song then drops into this industrial electronic beat. I don't really know how to describe it other than stupidly catchy beat that you could easily picture a bunch of robots marching to. The song repeats the line 'Robot Dis-Assembly' every 20 seconds or so with a slightly buzzy sounding male voice.
I wake up.
This song is a complete ear worm. I still have it stuck in my head, even after having been awake for an hour.

June 16, 2014

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Night Sky

I was with the backpacking club, camping in the field behind my house for some reason. It's dark out already, but it's a warm night, so we're all wearing shorts and maybe a hoodie or something. I remember laying on the ground underneath the tree I climbed all the time as a kid. I was looking up at the stars through the sparse leaves; the tree is old, and not as full as it once was.

As I lay there, Ivan comes and lays down perpendicular to me, and we start talking as we look up at the sky. I remember the sky being overly bright. Like, in this picture with the celestial objects as they would appear if they were only brighter. All these things are actual size, believe it or not.

Anyways, the sky was so beautiful. I don't remember what exactly Ivan and I were talking about, but I remember being confused in my dream as to whether he was trying to be romantic or trying to just be a good friend. After a while, Dan walks by, asking if he can build a fire. Ivan and I both say that it's not allowed here, but that he can make a fire down in the woods (which makes no sense whatsoever. There's a fire-pit in my backyard so it would have been fine). Dan and a few of the others leave to go make a fire, and then Ivan moves so that he's laying right next to me and we lay in silence for a while until I wake up.



Silly Baby

I took a nap later in the afternoon, and had this dream:
I was in my apartment, and a friend from highschool, Kelcey, and her husband live in the unit right next to mine. I was sitting in my living room with the screen door open to let some breeze in, and Kelcey's baby (she actually has one) crawls in and starts wondering my apartment. I get up and follow her, letting her explore but being careful to watch her to make sure she doesn't hurt herself or anything. I let her go on until she reaches the bathroom, then I pick her up and carry her back to the living room, where I find Kelcey standing at the screen door. Her husband is in a beanbag chair out on my little patio.

I hand her the baby all nonchalant, as if it were a routine we had, and invited them all inside. Kelcey asked if I had a tin of nuts because she was ravenous. I found some in the cupboard and brought them out to her, and then woke up.

I was in a home that had big open rooms, blocky designs and huge glass walls all the way around it and filled with art deco furniture. This particular home was over looking a forested area. I could see the tops of pine trees surrounding the house. In the middle of the house, there was a fair small, square pool. It was double the size of an elevator shaft. The bottom of the pool was black marble, which made seeing the bottom impossible. rising up from the pool was a giant black marble obelisk, built into one of the sides of the pool and it rose all the way to the ceiling. There was a set of stairs that wrapped their way around the pool and lead to the second floor where there was a ledge that looked like it was for jumping into the pool below. This is what SA and I were doing. We would jumping together into the pool and run back up the stairs to jump in again.

At some point I noticed a creepy guy, who was on the second floor snapping our pictures with an SLR camera as we jumped into the pool. When I would jumped from the ledge and into the water, I could hear the shutter of his camera snapping and the film advancing rapidly, like he was getting action pics of us falling into the water.

I finally got up the nerve to walk up to the guy and I asked him what the hell he wanted. He told me that he wanted to take some pictures of SA and asked me if I would mind. I told him that I wouldn't mind, but made the excuse that SA had to "go get ready". This is when I told SA to leave, but for some reason I kept jumping into the pool. Moments passed, which is when the creepy photographer asked if he could take some pictures of me while we waited for SA. Though I was feeling uneasy, I still told him that it would be fine. He then asked me to run laps around the second floor, which I did.

[11:00 PM]

I am standing in front of the doors of a Chinese restaurant with HorseLime, and a couple of friends from high school. I remember #035-6 in particular, who was wondering why we started standing out here at 1:00 PM, when the restaurant didn't open until 3:30 PM. HorseLime told him it was all part of the plan, and #035-6 responded with, "I trust you." In any case, we wait out there for a while, and, after a bit, HorseLime determines its time to move- we were actually waiting here to stay out of the sun until the other restaurant down the street opened. We were all saying, "that makes sense," and similar things and were about to move but one person, #914-82, decided he should buy something (an elderly Chinese women was behind the desk) because he felt it was rude to just use this person's place otherwise. He bought some Pho thing and we were on our way.

I was walking in the proper direction I thought, but ended up with just one other person from the original gang, who I believe was #50-263 from elementary school. We each had a plate of pizza (he had two slices), but were trying to maintain our appetite as we planned on eating a crapload of chinese. We went to sit down in a pizza shop I went to in Kentucky (it was very vividly replicated in my dream). I remember feeling bad, since we brought our own pizza, and others were all waiting for the pizza the store provided. I also remember knowing the pizza shop had good pizza, and ours was pretty tiny and shoddy in comparison.

As a side note, I remember also stopping by a gas station or something with my roommate sophomore year. We grabbed a slice of pizza, and I also grabbed some sour patch straws. I remember the cashier said I spent something like $4 a day on average, after my roommate goaded me into getting extra food. He may have been the second person, not #50-263.

While sitting around, we finished our slices and I was able to look inside the building. There I remember seeing my father grabbing pipes that were ejecting tons of steam, and placing them into bins of water. I remember being confused as to why the steam only came out when coming into contact with the water, but my father made some explanation that made sense to me at the time. Around this time I looked at my phone and was planning on texting HorseLime to tell us where he was at, but didn't want to bother him, so just waited around a bit longer.

The guy I was with turned into an asian girl I didn't recognize, and the pizza shop turned into a Chinese restaurant, and I promptly forgot the fact that I was planning on meeting the other group of people. I began eating different soups very quickly, which the girl did as well, and remember standing up, holding my stomach with a grin, and saying if she was ready to get more. We ate at least three heaping bowlfuls of soup (and I'm not much of a soup fan), and were debating getting a second. We decided against it and exited out of the room into a staircase. I ran down and hid behind the door at the bottom, hoping to scare her when she came out, but she never did.

I was wondering where she went, but noticed a film or something was being shot in front of me. It involved a group of people, 3 male, 1 female, trying to solve murder mysteries, and trying to find one man in particular. While observing these people, I remember a series of photographs taking up my vision, that each looked very old (brownish and decayed slightly). As I looked, they would flip through automatically, showing a series of people, some women, some men, always looking in the right, holding up a picture of the next person who I would see. Near the end of the flipping was an image of a fist being formed from a floating hand and striking the ground. (When I woke up, I remember being a bit spooked by the flipbook, as it was very vivid, and I could see each person (and there were many) very clearly).

When the hand hit the bottom of the page, my vision went straight to Danny DeVito, holding up a "clue" that said nbsp (an HTML entity) and him reading it as "Nickelback." He concluded that the murderer took pictures of everyone always looking towards the right, with an image of the next victim, and that the murderer would next strike at the biggest rock concert happening in the near future (hence the "Nickelback"). He pointed to a poster that was advertising a large concert.

My vision jumped back to the four people in the movie scene, and they then moved into a barn that was nearby (I believe we were in a setting very similar to a Call of Duty map). They each pulled out silenced pistols and began shooting everywhere in the barn, killing one guy that was concluded to be the murderer. Then my view panned through each cast member, and I woke up.

[4:00 AM]

I don't remember much of this one, but I was in a room of some sorts, and along the wall was a table with ingredients to make salsa. I grabbed a bunch of chips and sour cream possibly, and tossed it into a blender. Covering the blender with a plate, I was able to incrementally blend the food (stopping and restarting when the plate I was using moved to much to the side). The blend I made was for dipping or something. I then began feeling really disgusted, as I noticed lots of little cockroach like bugs around the food. I tried moving them, but I began freaking out (though I don't generally do that with bugs, or cockroaches).

I remember hearing my parents arguing as well, though about what I can't remember. They concluded the argument jovially, as they both decided to just smoke (a cigarette and pipe presumably). I remember feeling distaste at this as well.