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I'm in a classroom filled with only kids who have done some pretty childish messed up things. We're all sitting down, some talking , some staring, not much is happening. That's when the teacher walks in and assigns us a correction of behavior assignment. Which was go outside and run anywhere you want. Yea so we all went outside and began to run out in the grassy open field. I had a yellow bike and I some how really cared about it. I decided to place it near a wooden fence so I could come back for it when I was done running.

As I begin running I had the thought that my favorite yellow bike could actually be stolen by one of these delinquents. So I decide to turn my head as fast as I can while running and I see this slightly tall kid taking my bike with a smile. He utters the word yes my new bike as if it was always his. I quickly ran up to him and since this was a school for behavior improvement I tried a nice approach and be reasonable with him. I tell him hey I forgot about my bike for a second may I have it back? He looks at me and says it's his bike and starts riding away. I begin to feel panic, confusion and maybe some anger. I apparently had super speed cause it didn't take long at all for me to catch up to him on my feet.

I still was trying to control my anger so I didn't knock him off the bike but place my hand over the bike to stop him. I ask again to give my bike back but he gets annoyed and makes an attempt to punch me. After getting hit I decided to just fight him and while this is happening I realize the dream scene was beginning to swirl around and become distorted. I became lucid once I figure out that usually when I have a thought in a dream that I suspect could happen, will usually happen when I'm dreaming.

It didn't take long for the dream to change and the lost of my lucidity.

In my other dream I had been directing a business man to the hotel I work at so he can make it to a meeting. While we're on the highway in the middle of the night. The dream changes and I believe I have woken up. I see a game I have been watching on Youtube for sometime since I wanted to get it. This game was playing on the television and I could not recall when I got it. The thought that this had to be dream came to mind and as I try to clear my eyes. After saying this isn't real I wake up.

26/2/16:
Dream 1: I was playing an arcade style game, well more inside of the game than playing it. It was a bright sunny day near the beach, I was in a rectangular grassy park surrounded by all manner of fantastical cars. There were tank like vehicles, flying ones, all sorts of different types for speed, strength, precision etc. I looked around and saw a whole bunch of other people climbing into these vehicles, so I walked up to one and climbed in. I started driving around the park, not very good at controlling the car and unsure what to do. Eventually, through either a noise or chance, I looked around and saw there were two soccer goals, one either end of the park. I realised I was involved in a giant gam of soccer, and I looked around for the ball. A giant blow-up ball rolled up next to me and I nudged it forward with my car, unsure of whether I was heading the right direction but glad to be involved in the game nevertheless.

Dream 2: I was playing Minecraft, going down into a cave, with a voiceover explaining the history of the game and all of the problems in it.

Dream 3: I was at school heading towards the hall for an assembly. On the way there I passed someone I recognised and waved to them, then headed on in. The principle gave a speech about how it was the time of year again and we all had to undergo water treatment/safety or something like that. We all filed out of the hall through another door and walked through a dark corridor, grabbing some breathing apparatus from racks on the wall. We eventually made it through and found ourselves in a huge glass dome underwater. I put on the breathing apparatus and swam out to the other side of the dome, sitting in a chair there next to a few friends. Everyone soon was seated and the principle emerged once again and began speaking. In the dream I already knew what was going to happen as it had supposedly happened as well last year, so I started talking with the people next to me. Unfortunately I got caught and the principal made me swim to the front and be the first to get the treatment. A burly guy pulled my arm out in front of me and grinned at me, saying he knew how stupid this all was. He stuck a needle thing into my arm which I think implanted a chip into me and then made me walk out. I rubbed my arm and walked away, muttering obscenities under my breath towards the principle :p.

Fragment about researching or something

The dream started with me and a group going to Disneyland because of a show I was watching or something. I remember seeing a ride that looked like a prison with a barbed fence around it, but then we went onto a water ride. There was a long line but we snuck onto one of the last boats, and this woman came and was asking who wasn't supposed to be on the ride, and suddenly I was Jason Todd and chasing after another Robin who was on the ride.

The dream then changes to me in my bedroom on my bed, but I know it's a dream and I do an RC where I pinch my nose yet can still breathe and go lucid. I remember the challenge where I have to walk though the wall in my room and see where I end up, but when I do it I end up outside my house. I then jump back into my room through my window by flying up to it and try it with a different wall because I remembered the challenge saying I has to go to another dimension or it wouldn't count. I kept trying to go through another wall in my room, but this time I couldn't go straight through it. I tried narrating that I would go through the wall since narrating usually helps, but I had to slide to the side and then back in order to pass through it. On the other side I was in a blue room filled with older men and I was surrounded with like a history of America. I remember seeing the date 1500 and thinking about how America wasn't founded that early.

That's when I woke up.

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[SIZE=2][COLOR=#000000]There are two dreams that i had, and both included conflict and tension. It was fun. Can't believe that i have finally started having a lot of interesting dreams without lucidity.. With this aside, there won't be too many details as i don't recall a lot by now. I always DJ in my head and unless it was a very interesting dream that i have to remember later, i don't write down.

I'm in my room with some people.

- I have a wooden katana in my room IRL. It did appear in this dream, as two wooden swords instead of one -

As my room's door opened, a girl with orange-like hair was standing right by the door. I was immediately shaken with fear once i saw her. I remember telling the people near me to hand me a weapon, which was 2 duplicates of my wooden sword.

- Events happening around the kitchen of my house. I have a feeling that things were a bit creepy back then -

I was in my living room and the lighting got dark. I had a small spotlight that emitted a blue ray of light. As that girl came out from the kitchen towards the room, i pointed the light at her which was effective in making her back away. A few moments after that, the lights came back on. She was about to get close and i freaked out when my weapons fell on the ground. I pulled out a pen from my pockets and threw it towards her to buy some time to pick up my weapon.

After i picked the swords up, i dashed towards her and i blocked her weapon's attack (Don't know what her weapon was) with one sword then i made a 360 spin to build momentom and striked her with my other sword. My sword somehow cut right through her chest and [B]the dream instantly ended[/B].

Things felt strange.. Why did i feel threatened? I don't recall her taking the initial attacks or anything, just that things got creepy. Unfortunately though, i'm not used to questioning dream enemies or anything like that since i didn't get a lot of dreams like this before. I feel a bit bad right now because i think that person wasn't intending harm.. Well, nothing i can do now.. can i? It felt creepy in the dream for some reason. Appearance-wise from what i remember, that person looked familiar.. Maybe closer in appearance to this character?[/COLOR][/SIZE][SPOILER=Rena][IMG]http://s18.postimg.org/mu4u3pxhl/higurashi_no_naku_koro_ni_rena.jpg[/IMG][/SPOILER][SIZE=3][COLOR=#000000]
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[SIZE=2]There was another dream about some sort of gang infiltrating my house to reach the rooftop. There was apparently some valuable stuff in a room in the rooftop.. I read the number plate of the van those people had, and it looked weird. Shame i didn't get lucid, but it's alright i guess. There was a sniper too.. Tension is all i need.[/SIZE]

2/26/16: I haven't had a catfight (a fight involving two or more people, or girls, to be more specific) dream in six years.

This time, instead of a classroom like in 2010, it was inside a WWE-style ring equipped with ropes and turnbuckles--and I was in the middle, trying to break up a fight between two girls. The aggressor, who appeared to have been of a mixed race, was kind of a cross between Beyoncé and Ashanti mixed with America Ferrera, and had mannerisms identical to Shane McMahon of the WWE's Attitude Era (Shane: 2000-01 (including the Alliance (WCW/ECW) storyline)) and Ruthless Aggression era (Shane: 2006-07) and 2015 NASCAR Sprint Cup Series champion Kyle Busch--years (2008-14) before the near-career-ending crash near the final lap of the 2015 season-opening XFINITY Series race at the Daytona International Speedway.

The girl she was bullying, however, while yelling the words, "How about I start with yours?", holding her 6 to 8 feet in the air, was a mix between Lauren Conrad, Sarah Michelle Gellar, and Alicia Silverstone, and had mannerisms similar to 1-time WWE Champion Jeff Hardy, known for his high-flying aerial moves and UFC great Ronda Rousey, known for her savage, devastating armbar submission holds that usually puts an end to matches in the UFC in the women's division, which she competes in at about 12-14 seconds, in which most of those led to championships--before Holly Holm showed up and shocked the MMA world by beating her by TKO. I think this DC had French-braided her hair, similar to Rousey's in her fights (I think). It ended the same way after she shouted to the mixed girl, "Wait--what are you doing?!". She flips the mixed girl over, turning the countered body slam into a Rousey-like armbar. I am not sure what to do, as I didn't see the mixed girl try to tap out and then the dream ends.

This dream taught me two hard lessons: to watch what I eat--especially at night. I'm never doing that again, that's for sure. The other was to never give up, as a month ago, my grandmother passed away at the age of 89 and I didn't know where to go or what to do and everything intensified.

My parents and I go to stay and my uncle Denis' for a week. There's some kids there, and they're fighting for my attention, especially the girls. For some reason, my mouth is full of broken glass, which I'm constantly spitting out.

I'm about to go to bed, when I see a kitten jump into a laundry chute in the wall. I open it to look because I want to pet the kitten, and see more kittens jump in it. Then some woman comes in with even more kittens, these ones smaller. She keeps finding smaller and smaller kittens and putting them in the chute, until they kittens are about the size of ants. Then she accuses me of squishing one and gives me a dirty look.

I go to bed, still spitting broken glass, and find broken glass all over the bed. I pull off the sheets, and find it's just covered in broken glass. Not just loose pieces, there are chunks of window glass embedded into the mattress, sticking out with sharp jagged edges about 4-5 inches. It looks like it was done on purpose. I go find my uncle, in a room with everyone else, to call him out. "DENNIS!" I yell, and he pulls his hat over his eyes and pretends to be asleep. I grab the mother fucker, tell everyone about the glass, and say he either did it on purpose, or he's just a complete fucking idiot. I'm still spitting out broken glass the entire time, and my tongue and lips are getting sore from all the little cuts.

Dennis grabs some bedding and goes to set me up somewhere else to sleep, and I follow. He lays out a mat and some blankets on the sidewalk, and I lay down. I lay there for a few minutes, looking around, watching some people in the park before deciding this is some bullshit. He expects me to sleep on the sidewalk right next to the street? Fuck that shit! I get up and storm back to the house. Entering the house, I see a kitten in the doorway, and the more I look, the more kittens I see.

Once back inside, I see the kids again, and notice there's something off about them. They look like inbred mutants. I notice one of the girls has a penis, but one that looks like a weird animal penis, it's just disturbing. They are also evil and have powers. They are the ones responsible for all this broken glass in my mouth, which I'm still spitting out.

I begin to realize all the adults in this house are at the mercy of these evil little monsters. The situation is just so fucked up, that I become lucid! I fly down a hallway and see an opening to some sort of store. I fly inside and see bars on the walls, behind which are the store's limited wares. There isn't much, but up high on the wall I see a large machine gun behind some metal bars, and figure that's a great start for any lucid dream. I fly up, rip off the metal bars and take the machine gun. It's monstrously huge, and would make a gatling gun look small.

I land, and make my way out of the building, mowing down anything in my way with the gun. Once outside, I drop the gun and take to the air again. I fly in a standing position and have no problems controlling my flight. I'm very careful not to look back or let my thoughts dwell on the previous part of the dream, lest I make it real again. I land in a park next to a stage, hoping there will be a concert, but it's too late and too dark.

I either forget what happens next, or got woken up by the neighbors. That breaks a lucid dry spell I've had for almost two months!

It didn't seem like I did much with my lucidity, but I'm proud of how I didn't look back, like the biblical story of Lot's wife, surely that was a lesson about dreaming. Everything requires your attention to exist in a dream.

The mouth full of broken glass likely comes from a magic spell based on the princess and the pea I suggested someone use yesterday. Only I suggested broken glass or thorns instead of a pea. Never going to post publicly about that kind of magic again

26/2/16

I was on a larger cruiser boat, sitting across from a man I'd never met. I made conversation, and we spoke about where he's going, then I asked what drew him to the place we're going. He replied "Because of the fish." I smiled broadly, and snickered. We sat for a while when suddenly everyone started getting up in a panic. I jumped up and walked to the balcony behind me, beyond which was a lower deck, and the lower deck was the way out. It soon became apparent that we were sinking. I looked outside, and the top of the water was fast rising to meet the sky. I climbed through the port hole, barely fitting through, until I got onto/into the deck. It seemed to be all airtight despite not looking at all how it looked just a second ago. We began sinking, but no water was getting in. A man said "We're a century underwater now" or something to that effect, and I pushed aside a woman who was looking out a window to the outside and clambered through at the last second, making a rapid ascension to the surface. When I broke the surface I was in some room, with a large submersion pool that presumably led to the ocean. A woman was there, and we began talking about a rescue plan, or a salvage one. She discussed this plan with me, and I noticed a girl walking around the facility, she resembled Rei from Evangelion. I was distracted, and the woman talking to me said "Put your (head)phones on.", but then introduced us and I woke up shortly after.

I was in school, at a biology lesson. Teacher called me to herself and gave several questions - and before I could respond, she explained them all. The bell rang, we left classroom. It was dinner time, but I wasn't hungry. I went to toilet - again this place was convulsed mess of cabins, dirt and stuff. I entered one cabin - it was a long corridor that ended with door leading outside. There was a toilet seat in the middle of the room. As I approached it, students from older class entered it. I left the toilet and went upstairs, but suddenly whole building started to turn and I had to escape, trying not to fall on random useless objects lying around. I managed to do it and run back to main hall.

Morning of February 26, 2016. Friday.



It is morning. My family and I are living in our house as it is now, though there is seemingly much more floor space, especially in the southwest area of our house where our bed would otherwise be. Our youngest children are playing and walking around. I soon notice a miniature lion, which follows them around. This “lion” is only about the size of our youngest daughter. Even so, it soon opens its mouth very wide and somehow swallows our youngest daughter in one movement. I am at first only vaguely startled by this otherwise impossible visual, though because of subliminal awareness of being in the dream state, my dream resets.

In my reset dream, I start to consider that it is not a very intelligent idea to have a miniature lion running around when they could just swallow someone in one gulp. I start to question why such an animal would even be available to have as a pet. Our daughter is swallowed “again” and I sense it will next swallow our son even though our son is about twice its size. Again, my dream resets so that this event did not “actually” occur. I consider getting rid of the lion before it does “actually” happen, though only after several resets. I may chase it outside through the back door. Instead, my dream fades.

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A lion, even a miniature one as here, is an emergent consciousness factor (ECF) of RAS (reticular activating system) modulation. Its autosymbolic purpose is that it swallows the illusory dynamics of the dream state into rational whole consciousness (coalescence) in a similar way as white blood cells swallow and digest solid foreign matter. Dreams are reset like this when consciousness reascension is much slower, sustaining liminal space, indicated in this case by the absence of our bed with the emergent consciousness sentinel in its place.

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Worst recall ever this morning.

Few memories of doing something at school. Being stood outside the main hall as everyone came out of assembly.

Walking into a shopping arcade, but everything was closed.

That's about it!

Nap time
Dog double
I'm in my bedroom. A shower head is mounted on the wall above the bed, and it's spraying towards the door. I notice that it's missing the bed and getting the carpet wet, so I turn the knob (mounted on the wall above my pillow) to turn off the shower. Now I'm walking on the carpet near the door, and I'm confused that I still hear water falling. I wonder if it's because I'm squishing the wet carpet, but the noise just isn't right.

I notice my dog near my feet, then notice another dog out in the hallway. My first thought is to wonder how another dog got into the house. My next thought is concern that my dog and the other dog are going to get into a fight. I look back towards my dog and see him staring at the new dog. I realize that both dogs look identical and look around to see if I'm somehow seeing my dog in a mirror; but I don't see one.

Now I'm standing near my window looking at both dogs - but this time the new dog is white. I briefly wonder if I'd thought he was black because he was in a dark hallway, then I wonder if I'm dreaming. I don't really think I am, but I go ahead and do a nose-pinch test, and I'm surprised to find that I am, in fact, dreaming.

Now I know I'm dreaming, but my vision has almost completely grayed out. I can see through only a very narrow vertical sliver, and it's closing. I raise my hands to where I can see them and start to rub them together, but it doesn't help. I can feel my hands rubbing, but only barely, as if they're mostly numb. I try to will my vision back, but it's no good. My vision grays out completely, and I lose the dream.