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31/12/15
Dream 1: I was playing dota and my dad came in and started watching me. He asked me all questions about what the game was and stuff so I ended up explaining a lot of it to him. The game eventually ended and I went to a shop which had some weird slurpee things in a variety of odd flavours. I decided to get a blue one, so he poured it out but then added all of these yellow and green chunky things to it. I asked him what he was doing and he said he was reducing the snake flavour (!) in the drink. I hesitantly accepted the drink and had some, and I immediately started feeling sick. The world started spinning a bit and I wondered whether there were any hallucinogens or anything in the drink.

Dream 2: I was part of a film production in a cave/tunnel structure, probably a set created for a movie. We were filming one long extended take where two other people and I converged paths and winded our way through this tunnel. We got most of the way through the take however I was a bit too slow to get back to the other two after I split off from them so it was ruined. The director yelled at us a bit and we started up filming again.

Dream 3: It was new years eve (surprise surprise) and my brothers and I were staying up late. My mum had gone to sleep early so the three of us were watching movies and being rowdy. We only ended up going to sleep at about 4 in the morning or so, and so we all woke up extremely late and tired. Mum was up and she was furious at the mess we had made and for keeping my younger brother up for that long.

Dream 4: A fragment about talking with my grandparents.

Dream 5: A fragment about people trying to go under a rock bridge and having it collapse on them.

DOn't remember must, except that I had to feed wolves with really dubious meat. That carcass looked very... humanoid.

Morning of December 31, 2015. Thursday. New Year’s Eve.



This dream “came out of nowhere” in the sense that there is no discernible connection to recent real life events or concerns other than upon closer examination perhaps. It begins as a typical “finding and gathering comic books” dream. There is a point at which my wife Zsuzsanna and children and I are walking through a mostly undefined but implied alleyway, one area being near a pawn shop.

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There is an offset dream of moving through an alley and street that is actually more like the aisle of a store. There are various books stacked horizontally on the shelves. I realize they belong to some neighborhood children (rather than relevant to a rummage sale or yard sale as in similar dreams) and do not take them.

The main scenario involves going into an unfamiliar post office. Two younger males work there as postal clerks, at least one (or both) of East Indian descent. Somehow, it becomes known that there are random unclaimed items in shelves in the back. One male gives me a small package as if just giving them to random members of the public to get rid of them (loosely based on an old Spirit comic book Valentine story I read recently). To my surprise, I see that the package is addressed to me, with my first and last name clearly discernible (and it does not change when I read it again). It also has “1997” on the postmark and thus is apparently something I ordered in that year (which was the third year I had lived in Australia from February 9, 1994).

The postal clerks seem cheerful. I wonder why it was never delivered though. I open it up and it is a model airplane, a Northrop F-20 Tigershark, with “F-20” clearly visible on the model. (In real life, my oldest son had started a model airplane collection of about the same size but not as far back as 1997.)

Later, while still in the same general area, though in a hall of the building where the post office is, I notice that the model F-20 is of a very unusual appearance. It takes on the essence of a paper Christmas bell, though also is reminiscent (from the frontal view) of a slightly squashed carnation. This of course is absurd, as only something of expanded radial symmetry could be made as such, but I do not question its appearance. I hold it and look at it feeling slightly puzzled.

Relying on what is available on the Internet relating to any possible meaning, one could get completely confused. I do know the East Indian postal employee represents theft, as my return ticket for refund (worth a few hundred dollars) was apparently stolen by this postal employee who refused to register it (and this was in the news later concerning other mail including numerous packages) and thus there was no record regarding its disappearance.

Looking at the Northrop F-20 Tigershark, its being a model long past due in getting by mail (or “communication” in general), the paper Christmas bell appearance, and the association with the partly squashed carnation is quite complex (it is almost like an airplane-shaped carnation if that is even possible, but it swirls and slopes somewhat to the left from the frontal view - and again there is the idea it was somehow made in the manner of a paper Christmas bell though I do not recall building it in this way). The Internet gives different associations for yellow carnations, though most include rejection or disdain, though if I did not consciously know this, any interpretation as such is meaningless. Personally, it probably relates to mortality as another dream of this day did; suggesting a powerful aircraft becoming like a partly squashed flower, either relating to life energy becoming less viable or something aggressive becoming peaceful. Still, it could yet again relate solely to the waking mechanism, the energy of my dream “returning to the garden bed”.

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This is one of those oddly clever composites. The waking transition is quite long. It starts out with a typical flying symbol, the model airplane, downsized as a normal-looking model at first and quantified in the post office setting. Near the waking stage, the model airplane looks more like a paper Christmas bell, a bell also being a waking metaphor. It also has the essence of a flower, as in “garden bed”. My dream self is puzzled at these unusual atypical layers at the waking stage.

I had two dreams tonight, or at least two main ones which i wrote down. The first one was after 3 hours and a half after i layed down to sleep, it was at 4:50 AM. The second one ended when i woke up at 10:20 AM.

The first dream

I dreamt with Ned Stark, Jaime Lannister, The Imp, Bob Marley, some tribes from the west and some tribes from the east. There was a war going on, but we were like in a fortress or something like that. We weren't going to last in there so the imp planned to scape. We went to a backyard of a house and pulled some bricks up and we got in there. There were many bricks pulled up, some people needed 3, others 4, others 6. We all managed to cross the wall, but soonly after that, these people tried to make some money or steal it perhaps. There was like a game they were playing, that there were three pillows, and three lamps, and each lamp had to fall in a pillow and you had to gather as much lamps as you could, and after that you would get gold coins. So there was a lady, who looked like Claire Forlani, that was doing that. Suddenly she touches some dishes and a pile goes down to the floor and it makes a lot of noise. They scape soon through the wall method, they wanted to leave some light bulbs on the pillow but i take them all but one on each pillow, because otherwise it would have been looking suspicious. However they were turned on, and it was weird since they couldnt be turned off.

After that i found out some friends, Salva, Joako and Agu. (The scenery was like the pool of a town called Perdices). After that i found out that they listened to Bob Marley and i headed to shops. Then i find the courage to be free in streets (I was in prision before)[For things like this is useful to be lucid, you don't have any limit] and i head west. There i find western indians (which i think they actually were eastern). I meet a group and soon after a civil war of indians explodes. It was funny what they shot, but still dangerous. They have made bows and arrows out of toothpicks, and they were shooting that! Of course they had real bows and arrows but there were few of them, so i was more or less safe, but those others fabrications still could have hurt. While i was climbing a wall, and the indians were climbing trees in front of me, there was a periodistic interviewer asking me questions. I had to appear i didn't know anything so she didn't know i scaped [I should have asked myself, scaped from what?]. I answered the things she asked me until i had to answer something about a case of a business, a pencilcase. I was already at the top of the wall, in front of the indians who were at top of the trees, and i climb the wall completely and i go to the other side.


Then i dreamt about a cool dream, although short. I was in a field, very vivid landscape. I saw mountains a lake and a river. I thought to myself in that moment. I know now what i want to do in my life, travel and explore rivers. Know all the rivers in my country. I think i had a map in that moment and i saw many rivers and i decided that it would be an awesome trip. I was really happy with this decision i've made.

Second Dream

I was dreaming about playing my blue electric guitar in a classroom. The teacher was explaining something and writing things on the board. I left my other guitar on the board. So i got up and went to pick that guitar up, so the teacher could have the board free. I ended up talking with the secretary who was there.

Then i don't know how but i find myself in the rugby field. There were guitars there as well. And i soon leave. I walk the path outside the primary school, and i cross the street to secondary school. I head behind the bathrooms where there was a SUM, a big building for acts and those purposes. I didn't had to head there but i did. There were some guys calling me, they were older by an year. I went in the saloon, and i enter some new rooms there were built. I go to my right and a guy Juani takes me to the top floor. They had an asignment by one of the business teachers called Marescalchi, to show students how school was not to have fun, that was something grey and boring. But they never told me that, i found out by intuition i guess. So i was taken to the eighth floor. I saw around and it looked like a room of one of my mother's houses. Also it looked like an scenario which i dreamt before, once i was involved in a third world war. So I saw the place and we were going down again. I saw the elevator counting 8, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 or something like that. It skipped the number 7 because that floor or room was in the other tower. Juani was all the time without saying a word, like dead, but as soon as he saw his friends again he was alive again. Once i was down i headed to my left (where the other tower would be, but even more to my left). I saw a door and i opened it. The room had red walls and there was a guy called Mike, the librarian. He told me to enter, so i did, opening the door again. I went by and i suddenly was outside, and i was sinking in mud to my knee. He was telling me that there was certain people who complained about there. I told him that Martin called me but it was ok. I was looking around and found this door so i inspected it. But meanwhile i was thinking that i shouldn't be there, i mean i should be in the front of the saloon, not in the back. I came out through some rooms there where in the back of the saloon, that means i teletransported. This guy was still talking and i was thinking i should have done a Reality Check, even if he is speaking, no matter what he says [It turns out that most of the times i ask DCs if im dreaming they tend to lie to me, maybe because im not aware enough]. So i think it is still not late and i do a reality check, and i find out i am dreaming. I think that i should try to stabilize this dream because the story ended and soon i would wake up, there wasnt more fuel for the dream to go on. So i think about an "dream prolongation technique" (i thought at that moment something like dream dilatation and dream stabilization). I remain in the same place and i think, maybe dream yoga can help. I haven't read anything about dream yoga but i practice meditation daily so i was ready to do that in the dream, and maybe stabilize it and prolonge it that way, but i didn't manage to sit down that i woke up.

I tell this in dreamviews chat, 10 AM, and then i go back to sleep again.

In my third dream i was in the same scenario, hanging out with some friends. And suddenly i start running like wanting to play. And a friend calling Oti follows me, like wanting to hit me, but i see he teletransports himself. Soon after that i woke up. It is almost 2 PM.

Going skiing with D but I’m nervous and we can’t agree on which skis to use. He thinks if we use cross country skis it will be too easy, but I’ve never used them so I don’t know.

Spoiler for NSFW:

In the midst of that stressful decision we have to decide what to do about a young man who presented to the hospital with testicular cancer evidenced by a scab. I can’t tell if he’s developmentally challenged or not. We get a sheet that lists our different options and the risks involved. Among our options are telling him he has cancer, skinning his balls, cutting them off, and a few others. I feel really torn, indecisive, and upset about this situation and decision. Initially I really think that skinning them is the best idea because there are more tallies marked next to that option, but later I realize that the tallies mean potential adverse effects. So more tallies means a higher risk involved. I try and get D’s opinion but he tells me I have to decide. Eventually I realize the obvious choice is to tell him he has cancer and let him decide on treatment options. Hindsight is 20/20. I don’t want to be the one to tell him, though.

Doing a ritual with some kind of Native American priest. I’m the priest. I’m on a mattress in a cave on the water, covered with special blankets. I have to dive down and allow myself to have whatever spiritual experience that comes to me. I worry about my ear, but trust the process. I go into the water with my mattress and have a heard time swimming down but eventually make some headway and feel the mattress float back up. In my minds eye I start to see an image of two swinging industrial doors with a light shining behind its windows. I allow myself to enter into that image like a dream. The location I find myself in is an old, creepy, abandoned hospital. I see a menacing looking man running around, chasing a girl. It’s a scary image but I’m not scared because I’m a Native American shaman and I’m only on the astral plane. I chase them in a similarly menacing and scary way. They lead me into a dark part of the hospital with no lights and I am still not scared. An idea dawns on me, and I after some struggle I am able to grab the man. I pick him up, hold him, and bring him towards the girl until their faces are very close. I tell them, “love each other”. They kiss and are reminded that they were romantically involved and have unfinished business together, which is why they got trapped in some sort of limbo. That action immediately transcends us to a different plane where it is night and a healing orgy is occurring. It is outside and there are people in hot tubs. A fight breaks out and a man is chased into a steel, green building and into a jail cell filled with water. He realized his captors are of a fish-type species. They are hoping to either kill him in this jail cell or imprison him like a fish in a fish tank. They laugh about it until they realize he has someway broken free. They chase him through the hallways all the way to an opening, where he jumps and they follow. The building was in space and now all of us are falling toward the earth. In the fall I wonder if the fish people are the inspiration behind the Ninja Turtles. The rate at which I’m falling is putting a lot of pressure on my abdomen and making it hard to breathe, I try to straighten out. I realize that I’m falling into London. I don’t know where the others are falling. Once the man and I land we go to rent a car which comes with a rented kitten. We choose the cat that’s already outside and is meowing at us. We could go into a room to search for a cat but it seems too sad. We get in our little white car and drive out of the parking lot, but on our way we see an Asian man talking into a walkie talkie, looking for foreigners. He sees us and immediately knows we’re the ones. I tell my partner about it and he seems unconcerned. I remind him that the Ninja Turtles are asian. They follow us and try to block us from leaving the parking lot. But the police get involved and we get cleared to leave while the Asians do not. Yet they follow us illegally anyways to a hotel. We get into a big elevator and I refuse to push the button of the floor we’re going to. They start posturing and getting really close to my partner. I step in between them and my partner pushes me out of the way, he seems to think it’s degrading that I would assume I could/need to protect him. The Asians start talking about a train ride they can take to get from China to California in 4 hours. I’m impressed. But how can they take a train between continents? My partner tell me they completed an intercontinental roadway between Europe and New York. How did I not know about that?

I was in the apartment with my boyfriend and we were putting a bunch of coins into this coin bank/personal vending machine thing. Then in the same dream, we were in college and both living in dormitories. My dormitory was no good and my boyfriend told me you had to put on the form that you had more money to get a better dorm room. Then in some student center part of campus my boyfriend was talking to some other guys about some girl he doesn't like. (I wasn't in this part of the dream but I was just observing) Then that same girl shows up with a bunch of other girls and they start doing some kind of health promotion rally. Then there is some other thing going on on campus, some kind of campaign promoting something like "Don't just run, run up stairs." The whole thing was about how plain running is pointless and you should run up all the stairs of all the buildings on campus. I was just plain running across campus when I came across some of the promoters yelling out something about running up stairs. So when I got into the library I ran up all the stairs to the very top floor of the library. I thought about taking some laps around the library, running up and down the stairs three times, but I was too embarrassed to let people see me running up the stairs over and over. So I went into the very top floor of the library. (the stairs were like spiral stairs for each staircase, with a door in between each floor). On one of the floors I saw a girl who held a door open for me and looked at me strange because I was running up all the stairs. The very top floor of the library was kind of small and cozy with colorful new books that looked more like comic books than academic books. Along with the bookshelves and books, there were rugs, couches, and computers. There were a few other people up there sitting on chairs reading.

College is a dream sign for me now because I just finished college earlier this month so if I find myself in college again I should remember to do a reality check.

Writing everything out like this in short summaries is very therapeutic. Recurring character is recurring.

I am drifting over the water. I am dead. I am missing my other body, but what is it? Invisible, impossible, immortal. it is the body which grants me power.

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A single note, at the bottom of one of my journal pages. 'I don't remember why we were in the submarine'.

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Hypnagogia. A single voice on the edge of sleep.
"Fall back into my tentacles."
"Excuse me!?" I stammer, but darkness envelops me.

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I am walking with my brother, advising him about some personal struggles he is having. I get him to a read from a poetry book that he has been assigned for school. I haven't read it, but I'm surprised at how good the content is, and relevant to his problems. I tell him to read one passage a day and meditate on its meaning.

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He's under house arrest. Had we been stealing things? I feel like it must have been for a good cause.
Eggs! Oh man, I want some eggs. He is quickly forgotten in my pursuit of eggs.

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A man and a woman have kidnapped me, ferreting me away into the nearby forest. They need time to cast their teleportation spell, but a warrior woman has followed us looking for me. I manage to sight her through the trees. She looks exactly like me. Perhaps I should have struggled. The spell is cast and the dream shifts.

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I shift, and find myself in a forest. He is here with me, the Sentinel. There isn't a doubt in my mind that it is him. We smile at each other and talk a little, but mostly there is just a silent knowing.
I have to climb a tree. One of the branches is on an incline and is long, sturdy and straight, but it is broken right up near the trunk. I am small, perhaps it will hold my weight a while, but not for long. He watches me, giving the occasional word of advice. He feels I should abandon that path altogether and climb up the smaller, but more secure network of branches to the side. I think that I can make the best of both.

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"It's 5:70pm," someone says. For some reason, it doesn't strike me as odd.

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I am walking down a street, but I can empathically sense everything about the occupants of the houses without seeing them. One of my friends arrive, so I tell him all about it, forgetting that it is quite normal for a dream.

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We are soldiers in a five-man squad. Zombies attack. I climb to elevation and use my rifle to pick them off. It does not take us long to dispatch them, but our commanding officer informs us that we cannot move on until we find our final party member who has gone missing during the raid. We look around us but cannot see him. Other squads past by and radio messages are sent out, but nobody knows where he is. I think about what I know of him to try and work out where he could have gone. All I know is that his name is Horse, because he is a horse.

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I am in a fantasy game world. A quest giver keeps telling me to take a Potion of Patience and sit still for a while. I should have taken their advice.

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I'm walking, but my vision and cognition are still very hazy.
"Sentinel? I wonder if you can hear me," I say.
"I can always hear you," he replies, a voice in my mind. My attention is piqued.
"Let me go somewhere quieter away from all these people so we can talk," I say. A nice idea, but I am distracted easily. There are people listening to music, and I dance and sing along, thoroughly enjoying it. When I feel I have spent enough time intruding on their space, I turn around. There is figure concealed by shadows smoking and observing in silence. I thank him for letting me enjoy this time, and move on.

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The kingdom is fleeing at the behest of the Queen. A bushfire approaches and threatens their lives. The young royal advisor frantically suggests that we should check on the Watchers, the entities which look over our kingdom, before we leave in case their loyalty should wander in our absence. I go up to their chamber, overlooking the town. The walls are carved stone and the room is well lit. The door opens before me, bidding me entrance. On a stone plinth sits a thick tome. The Book of Kings! I am excited to see it in person. The Watchers fill the pages with information when they wish to communicate with the royals of the kingdom. My mother may be the Queen, but I am not of royal blood. This is a great honour. I sit down, filled with anticipation. The advisor returns, freaking out that we should become trapped in here by the Watchers and never allowed to leave. I snicker under my breath.
"Just approach the door and it will open for you," I say aloud. But in my head, I think 'Or rather, they will open it for you'.

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I'm taken to a bar by some friends. One by one, people from my past begin to arrive. It feels as if this has been arranged.
We go outside to observe a ceremony. Hundreds of people are amassed on the banks of a river as a a boat comes through and the ritual begins. Everyone begins to glow red or blue and their abdomens look like interlocking fingers. Each chooses a partner and merges with them, before disappearing and ascending. One boy approaches me, but I ask him to keep his distance. Eventually they all disappear, and only a small number of us are left behind. They will return when the journey is over and they have seen what was intended.
I seek out an older woman inside the tavern. She is the lover of a wise old Indian man. I ask her about the ceremony, but she does not want to say too much, and I do not want to appear ignorant. She says that the ritual requires the ingestion of a certain mushroom, and that they will return after its effects end. I ask her if she ever joined in the ceremony before, and she tells me that she has not.

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Hypnapompia. My cat is meowing, but it sounds more agitated than normal. My half-dreaming mind translates it into words as I border on the edge of sleep.
"I'm sorry if I have offended your personality as a lion," she says in my dream.

Whew. Last entry of 2015.

I had lots of dreams last night, tbh. Let's see if I can remember them all... probably not.

I was at this weird hotel/motel place. Maybe a cheap condo. Anyway. I think I remember my parents with my cousins. I was walking around and I ran into a girl I hooked up with. She invited me to her room/flat? so I went in there. She'd flirt with me, but whenever I tried to hold her hand or something, she'd step away from me. I didn't really know what to do, so I left.

I heard some yelling outside (I was still standing in the corridor of this weird building), so I decided to check what was going on. It was night, but it was all kinda... amber-ish. It was like there was a huge fire somewhere. I started walking around, it all looked like a medieval city. I remember seeing my grandfather on the floor, his neck broken. I wasn't sure what had happened, so I kept walking. Interestingly enough, my grandfather's death didn't really shock or upset me.

I found my parents and my family and some strangers standing outside a building. It kinda looked a bit like an old church. They were trying to hide and they seemed afraid of whatever was going on. I wanted to know WHAT was going on, but I woke up.

My other dream: I was lost in... I dunno, I think it looked like a swamp? I was surrounded by tiny lakes and I kept trying to find a way to get out of there. I finally realised I'd have to go through all the water to get somewhere. I was trying to figure out which tiny lake was not as bad when some fishes started jumping out of the water, into the land where I was.

Now. When I was a kid, I was TERRIFIED of fishes. Don't ask me why. I just never liked them.

So when those fishes started flailing all over the ground, since they were dying, I completely freaked out. They were too close to me and they'd touch me soon. I started shouting in utter despair and that got enough courage to simply run the eff away from there. I finally got to the higher ground. I was still scared. I could see other animals around, though I can't remember what they were.

I ran some more and I found another place like the one from the other dream. I broke into one of the apartments through one of its windows. And found myself in a room with lots of giant chickens. They were mostly sleeping, but they were as tall as I am, so I freaked out, opened the door and got out of there. As I was leaving, I ran into my ex-gf, who was NOT my ex-gf in the dream, and some other people. They were like "hey, wanna check the place where we keep the big chickens?" and I didn't know how to say "I WAS JUST THERE AND THEY'RE CREEPY" so I went along with them.

When we got there, we stayed in the living room (no chickens there, thank goodness) and they were like "oh, there's this cool video game where you gotta dance!" and they started playing it. I was interested in my ex-gf (poor, innocent dream me), so I kept trying to get her attention. She finally told me to meet her later.

And I woke up, so YAY I WON'T HAVE TO SEE HER LATER!!!

She was a bad girlfriend, okay? REALLY. BAD.

Finally, I don't remember much of this dream. I know I was in a room OF THE SAME HOTEL/MOTEL/CHEAP CONDO place. Like, seriously. Anyway, I ran into another girl I hooked up with. We started making out and then we got to bed. And then I woke up in the dream. She was like "we were making out and you suddenly said 'well, this was fun, but I'm tired' and then you just fell asleep". She was visibly upset and I was like "I actually don't even remember that, but I'm sooo sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I guess I was just really that tired, didn't mean to hurt you.

She forgave me and I decided it was probably time for me to go. So I went outside and I woke up.

Hello my friends .its really a very complicated topic, and when we want to get a result , we can't because we have to make many elements together in logic order to get a logic answer, and make our view 360° with a dynamic movement to cover and get every reason that prove just one of the two points of view "atheist or believer" because each one cancel the other this is very important thing "if not we can't get any result " we stay in and on the zero readout pointer of the balance and that's a bad situation I think. we can make a current equation to know which side is logic .
We have also to give a rigth meaning to the key words of this topic, "to beleive require to believe first and we increase it with science,or we buid it from first with uncomplited scientific proofs;we can believe without sceitific basis and we can only folow science and to be atheist " but here we made choices without reason and we chose one part we don't know is it true or not . which one can give us a believe poofs list vs atheist proofs list and we will chek every single element for both and lets try to get a result. you can use text ,videos and recorded textslets do it together without limit our work by time.
who will start this contest ?
come on

1. I was heading to the supermarket planning to get a plant to use for cooking something when I spot said plant growing on the ground. I decided to save money and just rip the plant out the ground and ask people at this botany lab for a flower pot to put it in. Halfway there a guy comes up to me and tells me because I ripped that plant from the ground these plant creatures came and attacked the lab. Thinking I just need to give them the plant back, I head to the lab and ask the secretary where the creatures are so I can return it. She tells me where and starts to get mad when she realizes this whole thing is my fault. I open the door to see what the creatures looked like and saw that they're just paper cut-outs with plant cells drawn on them.

1. I was walking in some sort of school. Class had just ended and I walked out and started roaming the hallways. I wasn't sure where I was going, but I was going for sure. The hallways of this school were very narrow. The ground was covered in a clean white tile and the walls were covered with freshly painted dark blue lockers. Above all of the lockers was a long continuous window that let in a good amount of sunshine to the point where it actually lighted up all of the tiles even brighter than they already were with their white color. As I continued walking, I remember tripping on something. I sat on the ground. "This is odd" I thought to myself. I then decided not to get off of the ground but instead scoot backwards to wherever I was going.
As I scooted backwards I became conscious of how fast I was moving. I wasn't on a set of wheels or anything, just on my butt, yet I was sliding with ease as though I were. I didn't even look back as I scooted. Eventually I turned left and started scooting myself down another hallway. I heard a lady talking from behind me and thought "I should probably turn around so I don't run into this lady", but I didn't. As expected, I ran into the lady by accident. I fell to the ground from the scooter position I was in. I then got up off of the ground and apologized. "My bad, I wasn't looking where I was going" I told the lady. "Don't worry about it, it's okay" she responds. I then start walking back down the hallway where I came from and thought to myself, "I need to start up again on my awareness so I can become Lucid."

2. I was inside of my friend Pat's room, but his room wasn't inside of his own house; it was inside of Dylan's house. Me, Pat, and Dylan were all laying on our stomachs on Pat's bed playing video games. At one point we stopped and just chilled and talked. I look down at the bed sheets and notice that this is my bed that were are laying on(wow, my bed inside of pats room inside of dylans house, spooky stuff lmfao). We all get up off of our stomachs and sit criss cross apple sauce. I reach into my pocked and grab my ipod. "Look at my ipod man" I say to Dylan "I've had this thing for 6 years and it's still working good". I look at it closely and then realize that my ipod is white and is two times bigger than it normally is. "Wait hold up this isn't my ipod hahaha".
I then get up and walk to Pat's closet, put the ipod down, and then grab mine out of my other pocket. "Wow that was weird. Am I dreaming?" I ask myself. Right after I ask myself the question I forget it and sit back down on the bed(wow, wasn't that amazing).

3. I don't remember anything about this dream besides the fact that I knew I wasn't being self aware and it was bothering me and I needed to step up my game.

I was riding a car. There was a driver. A friend, M, was beside me instead of his usual position beside the driver. We were leading the driver to go to a certain place inside a hotel. It gets tricky because some areas are very narrow. We were about to go through a narrow area, with M on the wheel this time, when the guards and hotel personnel caught our attention. They were making signs of not going through. Instead of panicking, which I sometimes do in dreams, I acknowledged them and asked for directions. There was a sudden change in the atmosphere, from frustration to assistance (or something). They helpfully led us to the correct path and even "carried" the car, which has changed to a small object, something sphere-like, being carried by four men. I tried to help but they signaled they can handle it.

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Notes:

- Slept around 3-4 am
- Woke up around 9 am
- Read the last part of The Golden Compass before sleeping, which has a scene with a narrow path
- I did not take

I was trying to fill out a form to purchase a jump rope online. (My jump rope broke in half yesterday IWL).

My dad was trying to run his own used car lot but he wasn't very good at it.

I didn't get time to write anything down until now, like, 13 hours since I woke up, so I hardly remember anything.

I remember that I finally got my snake to eat with a smaller-than-usual rat, which made me feel happy and relieved (my ball python hasn't been eating lately - that's normal for them though).

I remember I was in some sort of transit station type thing - kind of a crossroads for people from all over - in space, and Han Solo was there (or I was Han Solo?) and he was talking about how he really needed money (implying to pay off Jabba the Hut) but the only job (like, gig type job, not like, a regular 5-9 job) he could find was some dentistry thing far north of the station. He said he really didn't want to do it, but he would since he needed the money.

Woohoo my recall came back a bit haha. 3 dreams recalled during main sleep (and I'm pretty sure I forgot 1) and 1 from a morning nap.
30/12/15
Dream 1: I'm sure there was more to this dream beforehand but I can't recall anything distinct. I was playing cricket with a bunch of friends in the street outside someone's house. I was batting and I accidentally hit the ball over the fence of that house. I volunteered to jump the fence and get it, seeing as I hit it over, and the others were too scared as the fence was weird shaped and sharp. I vaulted over the fence and found myself in a garden choked with dark green weeds. The house itself was also odd, very old fashioned with wrought iron gates and some such furnishings. I was a bit creeped out so I quickly threw the ball back over and leapt the fence.

Dream 2: I was a fly on the wall in this dream. A man walks into a bookstore, looking around slowly. The bookstore is full of polished wood and blue velvet material, really quite beautiful. He walks up to the counter and sees a young Japanese woman serving a customer there. He is instantly struck by her, and feels a deep connection with her. He waits until she has finished with the other customer before he walks up and introduces himself. He talks a little bit about the store and such smalltalk before confessing that he is smitten by her. She smiles broadly and says she feels the same way about him, and the hold hands and walk out of the store together.

Dream 3: I was at school and walking through the yard when my Chinese teacher told me there was a lunchtime club thing which I should go to. I accepted and walked into F block, for some reason taking a very roundabout way to get to where I was going. I eventually went into a science room, and lo and behold there was a science club, not a Chinese thing like I imagined. There were about half a dozen people already in there, however there was a huge selection of cakes and pastries with red berries on top dominating the room. Mouth watering, I took one then sat down to one side. A frizzy haired teacher came in and turned on the projector; the Russian news was being played on the wall. There was a strange story about Russia hosting some major event, like the Olympics or something, and how everything was going horribly wrong. There were all of these clips showing people operating heavy machinery or driving vehicles etc. and all of them ended up dying horribly, with blood splattering everywhere and their bodies getting shredded. It was full of gore and quite gruesome. One of the students I was sitting next to was a supporter of Russia and he was complaining about the bias in the media and stuff like that. There was a bit of a cut and I was back dreaming about the couple from before, reading about how they were on holiday and having the time of their lives.

Morning Nap Dream 4: I was in a large lecture hall with people from my school along with people from a few other schools. We were all given a maths test to do, so I got cracking straight away. I didn't read the instructions properly though, as I marked my own work and with a pen as well. Feeling very silly I tried to find a teacher to see what I could do. On the way I saw someone who used to go to my school, chatting with her friends and not seeing me. I kept going and eventually found a teacher. I asked her if I could have another paper, but she said they had run out. Getting desperate, I asked if I should cross out all of my corrections, but she said it wouldn't make a difference anyway an it was up to the markers whether they would accept my test or not. Dejected I went back to my seat and handed in my test. We went out into another room, where for some reason the door was only about 1.5 metres tall. I struggled to get through it and one of my friends on the other side who was short enough to get through was laughing at me. Suddenly out of nowhere my brother lunged at me and wrestled me to the ground. I fought with him until the dream ended.