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Two more lucids to report! One really short one in which I accomplished nothing, and the WILD from last night that was a failure at my own task, but may at least count toward the TotM.

I didn't post my brief failed attempt yesterday, so...

7/10/14

07.10.2014

Onward to Fail (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm talking to my parents, when I reach up to feel my hair and notice that its longer than it should be. It seems to be as long as it was before I cut it short, which means it's well past my shoulders. How could it possibly have gotten so long again?

It couldn't have. This only happens when I'm dreaming, I remind myself. I instantly recall the task that I've already failed at once. I'm supposed to find Dreamer and then find an elevator to Hell. I walk off, starting to call for her, but quickly feel myself losing the dream.

I try to stabilize it... No luck.

I'm pulled into a false awakening.

My problem seems to be that I'm too worried about stabilization, which causes me to think too much of my physical body. Since my attention is more on worrying about waking up, I lose the scene.

7/11/14

07.11.2014

Critter (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There are three black widow spiders in front of me, having a conversation. They are neutral to my presence. They also seem to be males, which means they're not venomous. Still, I'm not too keen on being bitten, so I am doing my best to get what I need without coming into contact with them.

I reach around their webs, only to be bitten by a different kind of bug. At first I think it's one of the spiders. I jerk my hand back and the bug comes with me. It's this weird blobby thing; I can't really call it an insect because it doesn't have six legs--- it only has four. Still, it's insect-like. It is white and globular; each part of its body looks squishy and balloon-like except for its legs, which are serrated like a grasshopper's. Its body is clearly intended to try to camouflage it as a rabbit. The bug's hind end is equip with blobby extensions made to look like rabbit ears. It's real, insectoid head protrudes from its back. (Although since it seems more like the bug walks upside down and backwards, like a human trying to do a crab walk, I suppose the head is actually protruding from the creature's stomach). It is the size of a small baby rabbit.

((This is the best I could sketch it with my non-existent art skills.))




I stare in awe at the strange creature for a while before I learn it can talk. This surprises me, despite the fact I found talking spiders perfectly normal. His name is Jack and he becomes my friend.

07.11.2014

Journey Toward Hell (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm lying in bed awake with my eyes closed when I feel a slight vibrating feeling that means I'm about to enter sleep. It would be great if I can turn this into a WILD since I wasn't even aiming for that. The vibrations grow stronger, and by the second wave I am fully within sleep paralysis. I figure I can just get up and start the dream. I'm wrong. I open my eyes, but I seem to have opened my physical eyes instead of my dream ones (something that I'm able to do while trapped in SP). When I do, the vibrations feel like they're tearing my head apart. I quickly shut my eyes again.

Surely if I just lie here, it'll HAVE to turn into a dream. I wait, but nothing happens except for more uncomfortable vibrations. I try to move, hoping I can just get up and walk into a dream. I'm completely unable to budge a single muscle, phantom or otherwise. Normally I can imaging rolling out of the bed to get the dream going. This doesn't work either. Maybe WILD isn't the best technique for someone who suffers from chronic sleep paralysis anyway.

Finally, I'm able to lift my dream arm. I grasp around blindly, reaching for something that I can use to pull myself up out of my body. I reach a dresser and finally manage to succeed in untangling myself from the physical world.

I'm standing in my bedroom just in front of the door. I do a quick RC just for good measure, but it's not necessary. I'm already lucid.

I run out the bedroom door, ending up in my childhood home. No way am I going to fail at my task this time! I do my best not to think of the dream ending as I exit my house. It's night time and pitch black outside, unlike in real life where the sun has just barely risen. I sprint across the street toward my neighbor's house. I call out for Dreamer, banging on the door.

The door swings open and a sleepy looking purple-haired girl stands there staring out at me. Finally! Some hint of success! "I found you!" I exclaim in delight. "Now we've got to find an elevator and make it down to Hell!"

I grab her hand and pull her out of the house, trying to convey the necessity for speed. We start to run down the road together, full throttle. "I know where an elevator is," she tells me, seeming to understand what's going on now after her brief confusion. "Follow me!"

As we run down the street, she asks me why I'm asleep at such a strange time. At first I don't understand; then I remember that she lives in Australia. "Oh, right. There's a huge time difference between where you are and where I am," I tell her. "Last time I checked, it was 7:00 in the morning here. That seems like a while ago and my alarm is supposed to go off at 7:30, so we really need to hurry!"

She leads me to a section of the street that never fails to have some kind of evil within my dreams. I hope this time will be different; I don't need any distractions. Dreamer veers to the right toward a farm that used to have donkeys irl. We run through the dark field toward an outhouse-shaped building. Suddenly, an evil looking farmer in a tractor begins riding toward us. I feel a twinge of fear at his appearance, but I ignore it.

We run into the "outhouse" which turns out to be far bigger on the inside than on the outside. I expect there to be an elevator in here. Instead, it's filled with hay and dirt. Dreamer and I climb up and hang from the ceiling like ninja's hoping to hide from the evil farmer. He'll never look up here, I tell myself.

He does. He looks up and sees us as soon as he walks into the building. An evil grin spreads across his face. Once spotted, Dreamer and I drop from the ceiling to face him. The man wordlessly turns and pulls a lever by the door. The floor drops away beneath us--- we're falling into a pit which most likely leads to Hell.

Dreamer gives me a helpful smile. "Does this count as an elevator?" she asks.

I don't think it does. I summon a platform beneath us. It's one of those circular platform elevators that I've only ever seen in video games. There's a vague rumbling noise as the elevator slowly descends deeper and deeper into the ground. It's dark, and there's not much scenery, so I start to become concerned with losing the dream.

"Can't this thing move any faster?" I complain. I run from wall to wall, trying to keep focused on the minimal imagery. It's no use. The dream fades and I have a false awakening.

As Kang Chi in modern times, I meet Yeo Wool. She remembers me. We're both shocked. I have a false awakening in which I try to tell IRL friend S. about that dream, and then go on to a few IRL-based scenes - trying to find a place to park in NYC, and trying to form words out of a jumble of letters.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

In the past. Kang Chi and Yeo Wool are meeting up in this hut in the mountains outside of town. They have to separate, and they're being very loudly upset about it. It's just before dawn, and as a 3rd person observer, I'm thinking they must be waking people up in town, they're so loud.

Kang Chi's lying on his back in that town at night, looking up at the full moon. It looks massive, taking up most of my field of vision. He's meant to be meeting Yeo Wool soon and traveling somewhere together, but he's convinced himself she won't come anyway - there's something that's happened between them or something she's involved in that's on his mind, but he's not thinking about it directly. He's talking to himself out loud, convincing himself that she won't come and he should just leave on his own.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Kang Chi's delirious, standing outside somewhere on the edge of that same town and calling for someone he calls brother - not a literal brother. Yeo Wool's trying to get him to move, but as he starts talking like this, she remembers a time in the past when they were in trouble in this same place and Wol Ryung had helped them. He and Kang Chi had called each other brother sometimes - it's partially a reference to being the same species, and partially acknowledging each other as close while sidestepping the complicated family issue. So she realizes that, delirious, Kang Chi's calling Wol Ryung for help. Wol Ryung's dead.

Kang Chi and Yeo Wool are traveling together in a very distant place. Yeo Wool's wearing modern clothes - no one else is. They're surrounded by soldiers carrying spears and a froglike nobleman on horseback - not a human being. The two of them raise daggers to their own throats, threatening to kill themselves rather than let the froglike man capture them alive.

As Kang Chi, I'm outside and looking through a window at Yeo Wool. There's a luna moth on the window.

And then two IRL-based scenes - catching and releasing an insect, and a visit from an IRL sister's friend.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

In modern times, Kang Chi's at a studio where they're filming a movie or a show, and a woman is talking to him, sounding very irritated. Without naming any names, she makes it clear there's been rumors going around about someone who works here being viewed as violent, potentially dangerous. Kang Chi's thinking this is about Yeo Wool - she's recently become nonhuman, and the adjustment period can be rough. Which makes this his responsibility. Without specifically naming names, Kang Chi tries to get the woman to confirm that it's Yeo Wool she's talking about. But Yeo Wool's just appeared at the end of the hall, and the woman says to ask her himself and stalks off.

And then an IRL-based scene involving studying Agamemnon.

I was walking by the red-brick church that I often pass in waking when I decide to do a reality check. I count my fingers and I have the correct number. (From now on I think I'm going to stick with the nose pinch reality check, have had more success with it.)

1. I was in some sort of video game and the time was a prequel to halo. In the dream I was flying a huge ship and multiple ships were trying to destroy me, but multiple ships were also friendly, so it seemed an equal fight. I had the biggest ship and it resembled am oval shape and was roughly the size of 20 foot ball fields(estimated guess). It was indeed a big ship. When i got into the firefight all of the other friendly ships were being shot down. Just then 3/4ths of my ship was destroyed and I was left flying it just trying to survive. A hostile enemy ship was continuously firing at me, so i went full speed to try to get out of its range. Some time later I lost all the hostile dudes and was contacted by NASA/ USMC space department and they told me since I made it out first with my ship and I was alive that I needed to come to space, into their territory and there were going to give me a gift. A big gift. Me and my crew all had suspicions that the gift would be some type of ship. Immediately I knew that this ship was the Pillar of Autumn.

2. In a school. I was sitting down next to one of my good friends(Ronald I think) when I decided to get up and go get something. When I returned to my seat some dude was in it. He had blonde hair and was a little bigger than I was. I told him, "Hey you're in my seat. Get out of my seat." and he got really angry and told me about how this was his seat and that I wasnt in it, all that stuff. Soon I decided it wasnt worth it and told him to, "chill, it doesnt matter anymore." But he didnt stop and he got even more furious. He got up out of the seat ready to fight me. Ready to beat this guy's ass in I got up and grabbed a desk ready to beat his head in. The students in the class tried to block the fight by putting other desks in our path so we couldnt reach each other. I tried to get to him but with a desk in my hand I found that jumping over stuff was a bit harder. Soon the teacher came in the class(From who knows where) and separated us. I wasnt going to hurt anyone else who wasnt involved so I cooled off while Jerry( The guy who snapped) was in the other corner. As I walked away (to get out of the class I presume) I heard the students saying about how they thought I was just a normal boy, and then my friend Julia said, "No they've always been real men", in a serious tone referring to me and Jerry. I became a little uplifted with that.

3. I was some sort of huge warehouse looking building when I was with a group of people that were assigned to me. We were playing all these types of games and doing stuff together. In my group I remember having 3 people I knew in real life, Tyler, Riley, and Hailey. At one point we had just finished playing pool and an announcer got on the com and told us to return the pool sticks to where they where stored. Me and my group walked over to the pool storage place and realized that we were simply just playing pool with long, gray pencils. And to put them in storage we had to put those pencils back in their tubes. The storage room had a tunnel space where you would put the pencils, and it led to the outside of the building where a manager was watching us put away our pencils. At the end of that tunnel was some dude that had been hitting on Riley since the beginning of the dream. She didnt have the same feelings so she ignored him. While I walked to the tunnel my friend Tyler started some conflict with me saying he could beat me up and what not. I said, "Ok Tyler since you think you're so tough lets fight, right here, right now". And he said I didnt stand a chance and I laughed. We never fought however, but as I returned to walk to the tunnel I noticed that Tyler had a gray mustache and beard, but his facial hair wasnt full and it looked as though somebody had just drawn it on. I thought nothing of it. As I started putting the pencils away I heard the announcer say we only had 8 seconds left to put our supplies away. I started going faster but I couldnt find any more tubes to put the pencils in so I just gave up and went back to my group. They were all sitting down at a table, so I sat down as well. I talked to Hailey about some girl and stuff. Dont remember much more.

I dreamed that my aunt decided that my grandparents needed a new house, so while they were all out in town, she had their old house demolished and a new one built in its place. It was an incredibly fancy and stylish Frank Lloyd Wright style home, and my grandparents really liked it.

Then I was walking down a dirt road next to some woods. there was a small group of guys walking in front of me. One of them had a pie, and all the rest wanted a piece. But the guy refused to give them any. When they became increasingly insistent on having some, he shot off off into the woods next to the road and disappeared.

Then the grown-up Andy from Toy Story 3 was wanted to be the starring character in a new soap opera. He declined the role, much to everyone's disappointment. He was in sort of an apartment complex. As he left the meeting with the soap opera people, he walked past the open door of a day care. A young toddler was sort of crawling out the door, and as Andy walked past, it sort of reached out its arms and gave a small cry of want and desire. As if it really wanted him to star in the soap opera. But somehow the toddler's actions touched my heart, and I started crying really hard. I cried and cried as I followed Andy.

Andy went up a long flight of stairs into the upper level of the apartment. He got to the top and went inside a door. I could see him through a window. His grandmother appeared and gave him an after-dinner mint, and anxiously asked where his sister was.

There were two VFX companies that were widely renowned for their superb visuals. To everyone's surprise, the two companies decided to merge and become one huge amazing company. I dreamed they made a commercial for their new company, and I was somehow in it. All the famous characters from their previous films came flying out of the sun and collided with the other company's characters. The result was an awesome explosion with lens flares and lots of glamour. (Yes, as a filmmaker, I'm into visual effects companies. :p)

Then I dreamed about the opening scenes of the Hunger Games. (I've never seen the film, by the way.) I dreamed that Katniss's father was an alcoholic man who made beer off in the woods in a trailer. She was selected for the Hunger Games. The judges told her to go off into the woods and get ready. She went away.

What followed was a beautiful ethreal sequence. Strange long women in bright colored dresses wove in and out of sunlit trees, singing low. They swayed back and forth, like the women were made of rope. I dreamed Katniss was there, and was bathing in a spring. It was embarrassing. Suddenly, a horn blew in the distance and she looked up anxiously. It was time to get back to head quarters, and she had taken too long.

Then it was several days later. Katniss had just completed a task, and for some reason she needed information from a spy. So she and a judge went off on a rainy evening to find him. The spy was literally a mole. He lived underground, and all you could see of him was his head, because they had dug away the earth around it so they could talk with him. Katniss needed information, but the spy was reluctant to give it to her. She got increasingly stern with him, and he enigmatically replied, "But this was our first breakup! Not even your precious boyfriend survived the last task!" But at last he relented and gave her a reel-to-reel recording.

Katniss went off and tried to decipher the message, but she couldn't because the recording was of a person speaking "in the language of trees".

I fall asleep, and immediately see a face directly in front of mine, maybe our noses are a full nose distance apart at most. A man is staring directly at me, sporting a big, regular mustache, and smiling happily. Looking right into my eyes as his wide face remains motionless. I scream in terror, completely surprised by this man, because just a moment ago I was laying in my bed, waiting for sleep.

I wake up with a jolt, then question why he was so terrifying for me? I think it was the surprise factor of going from being by myself, to having a face all up in my face.

Literally dripping with sweat, wearing a sweat soaked T-Shirt, I am stocking the dairy cooler at work. I feel ridiculously warm, but also much relief from grabbing cold cartons of milk and other items. Feeling the wet condensation on the bottles, I let it cool me down as I work. I notice there is an attractive co-worker nearby working in the produce section. It's hard not to notice her, and I am aware of her presence. Mostly just enjoying her company, I try to fit everything from the cart into the coolers in the appropriate spot.

Waking up, it is 95 degrees F (35C) in my room and I am literally dripping with sweat... It was nicer in the dream working with the coolers.

Noticing pain in my hand, I look closer and see a splinter in my thumb. As I hold my hand, I also notice a splinter on the outside edge of my hand. Both on my right hand. Immediately, I grab my box cutter and begin to dig the splinter out of my thumb. I cut along the splinter as I usually do, but somehow the cut is just a hair off, and not helpful at all. A little unsure about how I managed to miss like that, I continue to scrape at it in the usual way. Careful not to scrape along the new cut I just made, it manages to seal back together like nothing had happened, only a little pain that is completely drowned out by the irritation from the splinter.

Worried that people will think I'm just being a slacker, I change my position so that I'm not laying down on my side across the desk as I do this. Now the lighting is sort of dim, so I go stand directly under a ceiling light for an easier view. Not getting the splinter out of my thumb yet, I decide to give the other one a go, and contort myself to get a good angle on it. Carefully holding the box cutter by the edge of the razor blade, I begin to rake at the second splinter to get it out. This one is much easier, and after removing some surface skin, the splinter flips over, and sticks out of my hand. I wipe it away with the blade.

Then I notice it's 9:40 and I'm already late for work! I'll have to finish the splinter removal later, and I run to my bicycle, dropping every thought of what else I want to do in order to make it to work as fast as humanly possible.

July 11, 2014

I can only remember fragments. Woke at 4AM half asleep dreaming about classic cars but not sure what went on, later had fragments of riding in a car trying to go somewhere i didn't know. All the details are hazy so i really cant remember much today. Just feel tired.

Awake Non-Lucid Lucid

3:00

I woke up to my alarm playing "Helter Skelter". I went to the bathroom and stayed up for another minute or two for a total of around 5 or 6 minutes. I then stayed in my bed for an hour and thirty minutes until I fell asleep.

~4:28

I woke up in my bed,hearing the usual sounds when I'm lucid (rushin, et cetera). This time I wasn't scared. I attempted to someone to walk into my bedroom, but nothing happened. I tried to get up, and all I did was lay there. I was paralyzed. I close my dream eyes, thinking that I'm in sleep paralysis or something, and that I just need to wait a few more minutes. I ended up awake at 4:29.

I then layed in bed for another whole bunch of time, waiting to go to sleep, accepting that I failed to have an LD this night.

~5:00

I remember babies, and my hometown. There were good and evil babies, and devil babies. I especially remember a certain demon baby. I also remember the playground in my hometown.

"Yes!" I said to myself as Sleep-paralysis sets in "Now, don't think of anything scary... like the grudge...
fuck!" said I getting scared, but Luckily for me, nothing happend. Instead I left my body and felt myself floating
to the ceiling. I opened my eyes and looked down onto my bed, empty. "Jesus, my bed is a mess." I said.
I tried to floath down, but gravity had not set in, so I pulled myself down on an invicible rope.

"Okay..." I said happy. "... Gravity is setting in." I realized as I walked down the stairs. When I reached the ground
I looked up and saw, with horror, my mom sitting in the faraway couch. "Okay, Kasper, concentrate... Atleast you
can use your trick to spawn Constantine... Just use the script" I assured myself. My mom looks up.
"Hi! Mom! uhm... is Constantine outside?" said I, trying to be confident. "Yes, she is." my mom said calmly.
"Where you going?" She asked. "Grocerie-shopping with Constantine" I said, sticking to the script. "Shopping
for what, dear?" She suddenly asked. Dumbstruck I panicked, because this she never asked before. "Uhm...
Cookies!" I said. "Cookies... What...kind... of... cookies?" She began to say, in a robotic voice. I reached
for the door, ready to make a run for it. "the...salty ones?" I said quickly. "WRONG COOKIE!" She suddenly yelled.
I screamed, for my mom changed into a demonic nature. Eyes turning red and spinning... I shrieked, while opening
the door wildly. "Hello Ka - 'NO TIME TO EXPLAIN!'" I yelled, interrupting Constantine mid-sentence. I grabbed her hand
and ran away.

"What happend?" she asks confused. "Vincent's... favourite... monster!" I stuttered, running
at high pace. She looked back. "Your mom?" She asks. "No!... Cookie...monster". "How did that happen?" she asks me
in a confused tone. I stopped. "Things... tend to turn demonic if I panic. For some reason my mom left the
script and asked me something new, so I panicked. Cookie monster, for some reason, came up in my mind so I
said 'cookies' and... - 'COOKIES!'" Interrupted by my mom, still chasing me. I grabbed Constantine her hand
again and ran back in a wide circle to the house. Slamming the door shut behind us, I let out a sigh. "That was close"
I said. Suddenly the door started to open. With haste we held the door shut, with our back. Re-acting the scene
of Jurrasic Park. "Search for a shotgun!" I yelled, while wildly looking for a shotgun to blow my mom her head off.
At the end, there was no shotgun... "Keys" Constantine said and locked the door. "NOOOOO!" My mom yelled outside.
Feeling safe for a second, we came to the conclusion my mom had her own pair of keys. "It knows how to open doors!"
I yelled,still trying to re-act Jurrasic Park in a vain attempt to spawn a shotgun. As we were holding the handle,
a voice behind us spoke. "What's the problem?".

I looked back. "Who are you supposed to be?" I asked annoyed.
"Your father" he said. Getting angry for someone to impersonate my dad, I lost lucidity for a second and wanted
to punch him in the face if it was not for the reason I had my hands bussy holding my mom outside. Luckily, I came back.
"Do something!" I yelled. "Oh, your mother is in one of her periods again" He says, while shoving us away and opening the door.
"WRONG COOKIE!" My mom yelled at my dad. "I know, hon. I know, come with me" He said reassuring, while walking away with my mom.
We waited until the yelling of cookies was over, before we left the house and went to the opposite road.

"This is NOT what I wanted" I said angry. "The only thing I wanted was to spawn you, then we could just walk
and talk... Maybe about my dad or what Anne said. But nooo, I changed my mom into a monster... AGAIN!" said I in
a frenzy. "Do things turn demonic often?" asks Constantine. "I once punched my cat in the face... it turned demonic.
One time I came here and my dog was acting apeshit. He acts apeshit IRL too, but now it was, like, tottaly apeshit...
so I punched him in the face. And he turned demonic" I explained. "you... punched your mom?" she asks. "No, not yet
that is" I said back. "Thing is..." I started, "... I once changed the entire world into minecraft! Then I lost
lucidity and transformed into a mindless Steve... But I could do stuff! I once spawned a dragon, I did lost
control of it, but there are times I just can't do shit... I want to re-create a scene of Godzilla and King
Ghidorah from GMK and spawn Lars in it so he can see - 'is he black?' - intterupt Constantine me. "What? Who?
No, he is not black!" I said. "Why would you ever ask..." I began, but suddenly fell to the ground.

"What's happening now?" I thought to myself, when I suddenly found me and Constantine standing in a wooden house
with multiple floors. "This is so not going as I want it to go..." I sighed. I looked at Constantine and noticed
she changed faces again, but always keeps her black hair. "Why do you do that? Changing how you look?" I asked her.
"Because I want to look different sometimes" She said back. "So WHAT was the point of you taken me to shop for clothes
the entire time yesterday?" I asked baffled. "No point" She said calmly. I let out a sigh. "Constantine..." I began,
"... do you, like, hear me when I talk or think about you when I'm awake?" I asked nervously. "Yes, but not clear.
Like a radio with a lot of white noise. Words pop out, sometimes sentences." She answered back. "Oh... uhm...
about some of the things I think sometimes... You know..." I said in a little voice. "No problem for me" She said.
"Oh great" I said reassured. "You know, I found you as a kid..." said I. "Yes, but you asked me to take the form
of an adult" She said. "I only did that because we were thrown naked into a room and I didn't like the fact you
were a naked kid" I pointed out. "So, I changed" she said. "Yeah, you did" I said back. "I woke you up when you
saw me" she points out. "Yeah... you DID do that, yes" I said. "So... Why re-act our world with shopping? This
world is far superior!" I remarked. "You really think that?" she asked, frowning, in a voice that I felt slightly
offended by.

"So what do we do now?" she asks while we climbed the stairs. "I don't know... maybe I transform
myself into a woman?" I said suddenly. She stops. "Do it" she says. I closed my eyes and said "WOMAN" and opened my eyes again.
"Did it work?" she asks curiously. "I don't know... I don't see anything" I remarked. "Maybe I'm flat-chested?
wouldn't be a surprise IRL if I would have been a girl... Ah, no, that doesn't belong. No, still a guy" I said.
"Why not start small?" she said. "Small?" I asked back. "You know... wish IT away?" she said. "... and then
build it. I would show you, but you would just wake up again" She points out. "No, let's not do that at all" I said sharply.
"Why a woman, though?" she asks curiously. "'Cause your sex has it easier then us" I said unknowingly. She let out a sigh
and suddenly walked further on her own. "What? What is it? Constantine?" I said, following her. Suddenly I collided with a
person. A whole crowd appeared on the second floor and Constantine was nowhere to be seen. "Watch it!" Yelled a guy and pushed
me away onto another guy sitting on the edge of the balcony. "Watch it!" said this guy and pushed me back. I got
pissed. "No, you watch it!" I responded and pushed him with my whole body, causing us to fall over the balcony.

Luckily I discovered I had super-strength and with one hand I catched the edge and with the other the foot of the guy I made fall.
"Wow, that was close!" I remarked. I looked down and saw the guy I was holding looked rather lifeless... I saw his neck in a weird
position and it was dragging on the floor. "Oh Jesus..." I said. I let him go. A hand reached for me, I pulled on the hand, making
a second guy falling down and break his neck aswell. "Oh God!" I yelled. I pulled myself up. Suddenly every Dream-character
began to yell, making a hurricane of noise. I ran away, they ran after me. It was as scary as in the movie Inception. Suddenly
I was in a room and out of the other door, guys in white came in. "No, not you guys! I'm NOT GOING BACK! You guys captured me for 3
nights in a fuckin' row and held me in a looney-house before I could escape. And fuck the talking Taco-guy!" I said furiously, remembering
a past event. I said out loud "KATANA" and swung my arm, while grabbing an innocent Dream-character. "STAND BACK!" I yelled, while
holding my weapon against his throath. "OR I..." I began, realizing it was not a katana but a plastic knife you find in fastfood-chains
like McDonalds. "... slith...his...uhm, throath?" I stuttered. For a second I thought I was fucked, but the crowd seemed to take
my warning seriously. So I just went into it. "STAND BACK!" I yelled. "Easy, easy" said the men in white "Noone should get hurt". Out
of the other door, a cop-woman came in with a gun "Oh, no" I cried. I was so not in the mood for my brain to simulate what it thinks
a gun-wound would feel like. "What are your demands?" asked the cop. Now, from my experience with movies... and I watch alot of movies...
this was not going to end well for me, it never did in the movies. "I want Constantine!" I yelled. "Ok..." said a guy in white and got
closer. "But let him go, take me". I was more then happy to replace the two.

"No! My husband!" yelled a lady in the background.
A crowd formed around us. The cop holding her gun at me, the white men getting closer. A woman crying.
I almost began to laugh how absurd this situation was going, while all I wanted to do was talk with Constantine while walking
down a road. "What's happend now?" Asked Constantine, pushing her way through. "Constantine!" I yelled and threw away the guy to his
crying wife, making them stumble. I grabbed her hand and threw the plastic knife at the guy while yelling "take this with you!"
but rather then falling on the floor, it pierced the guy head and fell down dead. Everyone, like the cards in the world of Alice
in Wonderland, jumped in the air to get me. I fell down on the floor and yelled "Constantine, do something!" She bended over me and
created a bubble that defended us and suddenly a white flash appeared and we were in an empty room, but the same house.

My vision was distorted. I heard a voice. It said "Hey, there. My name is Paula!" It seemed my vision was zoomed in, suddenly I saw
I was looking at breasts. "Ack!" I fell backwards and restored my vision. A woman was standing there, with a huge cleavage. "Holy, STOP
you going to wake me up!" I yelled. She laughed. "You are not used to much are you?" she responds back. I didn't like her tone. "Who are you?"
I asked. "My name is Paula Shefe" She explained. "Paula Sheevee?" I asked. "No, look" My vision zoomed back in at a necklace that
resembled a dog-tag. "Ahn, Shefe" I remarked "Wow..." I said, "You DO can read in dreams! it's even crystal..." I began, suddenly noticing
I was, once again, looking at breasts "Ack!" I fell backwards again. "STOP MESSING WITH MY VISION!" I demanded. She responded
with more laughter. Constantine was chuckling aswell. "Damn you women!" I expressed. I began to walk away and they followed me.
Suddenly a kid came up and as frustrated as I was at that point I said "I'm gonna punch the snot out of that kid". "Sure" says
Constantine. "Murder, treason... what is child-abuse anyway?" she pointed out. "You're god-damn right" I remarked. "Falcon...." I began,
suddenly I was in my room, "... punch!". I hit a brick-wall. I shaked my hand, suddenly realizing I woke up.






- Because this is my dream journal I made it like it was a story. All the actions that happend, happend real. 85% of what is said was said indeed, some stuff were from other lucids I put into this to fill in a long gap where
just nothing happend. I began with only "I said" and stuff without emotions, but this got rather dull to read, so I made some emotions into it that I think would fit best. In short this is a story closely based what happend in ly dream. The character Paula original had more lines in my lucid, but I decided not to include them, because most of what she said was perverted. Figures the way she looked.

July 10, 2014

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I don't remember much about the plot of this dream, but I remember the setting pretty vividly. I was flying (I love flying dreams so much, but I don't have them very often at all), and I came to this large courtyard with a huuuuuge tree in the center. Not quite Home Tree sized, but much bigger than a normal tree. The building around the courtyard was old and made of red bricks, though I didn't look to see what the design was like.

I had the vague impression that I was supposed to be doing something at this tree, but I can't remember what it was. All I know is that I was flying through the branches and leaves, and it was beautiful :)

There was one other part of this same dream; I had landed, and was talking with the Backpacking Group, and I was trying to prove that I had flown through the tree. They didn't believe me, even though I demonstrated how I could fly right in front of them. Then Ivan asked if we all had the supplies we needed for our next trip. I hadn't gotten all my supplies yet, so we were all looking through a catalog to order what we needed. There were a lot of seemingly pointless things in the catalog, and the things we needed didn't seem to have a purpose.

Dream 1

I'm walking through the school with C, I, and a couple others. C keeps putting her arm around my waist. I put mine around hers a couple times, and when I do its like she's wearing a short shirt or something because I can feel skin, warm and soft. I put a cloth on her head and call her my 'Mormon Egyptian friend'.
We are now at a door that opens to the outside. We open it and a violent gust of dust blows in. There is a sandstorm outside. After it clears up inside, we open the door again. It is now raining or snowing. I walk outside and my friend are gone.
Trying to find them, I end up back inside, in a large, crowded hall. It seems like something bad is happening outside.


Dream 2

Im at a concert. I never hear this band's music but I know they are metal-core or something. The male singer is telling the crowd to 'jump like walruses' and gets really mad when we don't - he reminds us a lot. I decide that I don't like this band.
A new band comes out. The drummer starts playing a slow intro with heavy beats. The long-haired male singer comes out, his eyes rolled back into his head. He does slow, heavy metal growls. I like them.
Now, I find myself in a bathroom. It's very crowded and I only find one empty stall. The seat is so dirty that's it's completely yellow. I start scraping it clean and sit down. The stall door is open and I notice that everyone else's door is open. I also notice that girls and boys are in here - I don't find that extremely odd.
I hear some guys talking about how they were able to go to the concert. One says all he had to do was say "I'll be right back".

Dream 1
Recorded at 5:20

I'm at my home town and in the Main Street where paint shop is. There's a motocross track in front of me and I can see people riding there dirt bikes on it. Most of the kids are being cautious and taking it slowly. I see Logan Dy on the track and he's bike is acting up on him, it seems to be going slow. Not too long later he gets it going and he goes over the jump like a pro.

Im standing with Rob Shan and notice that Jamie Smith's Dad comes over to us. I think he's got Logan's bike and shows us the problem it was having. He points at the back piece where the chain hooks into the spikes. He says that it's bent and will cost $2500 to fix. He says that mines a similar issue and will cost $1500.

I'm in a car with both Rob and Jamie's Dad, on my way to getting dropped off at home. I see that there's a Total Tools shop which I've never seen before. J's Dad mentions about my illness and says that it isn't bad enough to the point of where I cannot work. I ask him does he think I'm a bludger and he pretty much says yes but sugar coats it a little.

I see a pub where Tash Steven's lives and I mention Arpie would love it.

I'm now at Blaxland house and I'm pretty upset at the moment. I talk to both of my parents and tell them about the discussion I had with J's Dad. My voice almost trembles from anger while speaking about it.

Dream 2
Recorded at 9:00am

A man is sentenced to life in prison for doing cruel things to animals. I see the heart break and anger of the family. If looks as if they're on a roof top at night time. The family look of Asian descent which are crying historically and the other man looks African and is angry.

Dream Fragment

Rex drinks all of his water and Dad refills it up and says something about fluoride.

The entire dream took place near the shore of a large lake. The odd thing was there were no buildings, but there were foundations where it looked like a building should be. There was one area that was clearly a sleeping area from rows and rows of bunk beds that were there.

Dream
I was on a jetski and I rode it up to the shore where I bunch of people were congregating. Somehow knew they were Muslim and, oddly, I felt that I was also Muslim. Walking up to a large group of people that were involved in this festival type activity, one of them called to me, "Napoleon!" Suddenly I had a sense that I was Napoleon Dynamite and I walked over to him. They were standing in a really large foundation, playing a game (passing some kind of a ball around). One of the men seemed kind of antagonistic to my presence. He would glare at me and whisper things to an older man. It made me a little nervous.

The older man walked up to me and ordered me to kiss his daughter. Feeling like he was setting me up, I refused but he kept persisting, pushing his daughter toward me. After a few more refusals and me pushing her away, he ordered me to kiss his wife. I looked at his wife, who seemed afraid at this point, then I walked away.

I headed toward the bunk beds and laid down on one of them. This is when the younger of the two Muslims stormed up to me. He was screaming at me, but I couldn't understand what he was saying. He was pissed, nearly hitting me a few times. I stood up from the bed and looked toward the water.