Scrawlings of a Mad Man

1) I am some sort of supervillain, playing a game of Magic: the Gathering, Elder Dragon Highlander, with other similar sorts. Starting off the game, I draw much too many cards, finding new ones and supersized versions. (one was a 10ish mana green spell to put a named 14/14 into play, other was a 4 mana spell that got more mana). I comment to the player next to me, "Yeah, these games last a while and are absolutely chaotic. It makes them fun. I've always wanted to make a red deck just to screw with everyone else." On a woman's turn, she brings in 4 or 5 lava monsters into the room through the front door. I place my hand on my wrist, a teleportation device I apparently have. Think about trying for Chichen-Itsa pyramid, but didn't become lucid...

2) WILD. I am walking through a hotel or casino like building, looking for someone.

3) I am LUCID, in old, roman like city. White granite buildings, a large multilayered fountain. I jump up on the edge, walking along next to the water. A storyteller is weaving a tale on the opposite side of the fountain. He makes a mention of Kreig, which is a fantasy world I've been making for years. I smile, as he talks about the Dragons of the Game.

1) Underground, in some form of Fallout vault. With some people I know from waking life. LUCID. I walk outside, and stare at the sun, and swear I'll get to the Chichen Itza pyramid (Kukulcan?). Start to wake up...

2) At my dojo (or a dojo) with other people.

1) LUCID. At a house party with friends from my high school. I look to the night sky and see a star super nova, an amazing sight. Then a thought comes to mind about all the debris that will now be heading towards Earth... "Well. I should stop that..." Without a thought in my mind as to the feasibility of the moment, I crouch down, and form a shield around the planet which deflects massive, rock meteors and planets that fly by and skid along the bubble's surface.

1) I am looking through the minatures of a Warhammer army, wood elves, but corrupted... A dark treant, and a dragon were the leaders.

2) Non-lucid with my sister and two friends. Odd setting and situation... I become lucid, my sister (my subconscious more like) laughs and points out that the whole room is wrong, and completely unreal. LUCID.

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My sub conscious shocks me for thinking self defeating thoughts, and I am bothered by it. "Don't do that. Wait... No, that's good for me... But... No... Gah!" I ask for someone. Raven from the Teen Titans (at least somewhat mixed with Cyborg...), she is furious. I calm her down.

1) At my high school, phasing through walls looking for people.

1) I am at a sports game, of the US versus various other nations. The foreigners are devastating us, and are completely aware of this. Somehow it will worsen the world's view of America... An indian man pops his head through a white banner.

Getting to sleep before 2 is awesome! And the sad thing is, that's not sarcasm...

1) My mom is driving me and my sister around very recklessly and I am frightened... After spinning around in a circle, we stop and my sister walks to a convenience store. Open window, baked goods.

2) LUCID. In a room with other people. I run on top of the furniture, excited. When they ask me why, I say, "Because we're in college!" They look at me like I'm mad...

1) LUCID. Right eye us sealed shut. Dream is blurry and fading. I attempt thought and verbal commands to improve clarity and maintain the dream, but I wake up.

(Something of note: Last time my eye was sealed shut in a dream I had an unusual encounter with a spirit in my dream, who showed me a flaw in my mental perspective and talked to about who I am. Yet that dream I did force my eye open, only to see two scenes of the same room superimposed on another... So maybe I have to open my eyes?)

1) I am sparring Rick, and wielding two wooden swords. Sensei Doug is there acting as a bodyguard for him (looking all serious and focused). Doug demonstrates how to push down Rick's weapon with my swords, and then attacks me. I switch my grip to the middle of the wood, as it changes into a short pole instead of blade and block. I make a mental note of how unfeasible it is to have your hand in the middle of the relatively flat thing you're blocking with...

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I am again sparring Rick, this time I have a two sided hammer. I hit him (more like tap) repeatedly, and he falls to the ground. Makes a comment I don't recall... I look at my hammer and the memory ends.

Now that I think about, I spent a good amount of yesterday reading things on DnD. That may have influenced my dreams... Interesting. I may try to take advantage of that.

1) Dungeon like setting. I was chasing after a medium sized fairy, through the stone hallways of the complex. I used telekinesis to stop her then shocked her with electricity.

2) LUCID. I decide to go ask for general advice from my dreams about my waking life. I am in a bookstore, which I recall is a relatively common place for my dreams. I head into a room, expecting to see a representation of my subconscious inside. If anyone has seen Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End, the scene looked like the steam house scene at the start. A tattooed, bald, and bearded asian man rose from a hot bath in the middle of the room, and started to speak to me. "What you need is time." is the only thing I can remember from what he said.

3) SEMI-LUCID (In my definitions, this means I am aware that is a dream on some level. Normally, this means I play along with the dream and take on whatever character I am as real and true, but without realizing I am. So I am the character, not the player behind him in my words.) I am a dangerous and powerful man. Telekinesis, magic. And enemies seek to prevent me from causing destruction. Earlier in this period, I had avoided killing, even the soldiers trying to capture me. But something changes... A friend of mine (who was a talking dauschaund...) was injured and dying from one of the fights. Despairing, I absorbed him into myself, to prevent any possible suffering from him. The absorption only works in stages though, and in the end I use fire to put him out of his misery.

I am now on a road, furious and loo king for blood. Troops of enemies (I do not recall seeing them actually armed, so troops in the minions sense of the word) are around. Using my mind, I pick up a big rig truck and "hold" it next to me. My hands are in a position like I'm holding a minigun, both clenched into fists about a foot apart in front of me. I fling it off down the road, exploding it as it approaches the men (pulling my hands quickly apart to cause it).

I wrote my day down to try to declutter my mind, as per advice from this very forum. Unfortunately, my sleep has been off because I moved into my college dorm on Sunday.

12:00 PM -11:00 AM

1) In a city, back alley sort of thing. With Jensen(?). Earthbend, making two foot thick rock walls rise from the ground. Perfectly square. (N
ote: The first time I've managed to use that element significantly. Last try was just a crack in the ground... Woo! Improvement.)
2) Kids Next Door. Number 2, and two others had been changed to babies and were fighting another kid. Number 4 was a baby but not on their side. Diaper. Attacks Number 2. Next, Number 2 has a european accent and is a sniper.

1) Nightmare of some sort. Something that made me lose hope. Despair.

2) NAP. >> Naps I rarely remember the dreams, but I can hold on to the thoughts from them when I wake up. Like thoughts keep on going as if I'm still in the dream. I could take advantage of that.

1) Gym with number of people. Dodgeballs around. LUCID. Look for crush. Leave gym, DCs follow. Tell them maybe I’m good. I continue on alone, walking to my right around the building's corner. On a street. Ask for crush. No luck...

1) Large building. LUCID. Flight and phasing. Sport with Tim, catch with ball. I had a rope and claw and caught it by flinging it out and wrapping around the rubber ball. Toss it off near him. Flirting? With Shelby.

1) I'm on the fourth floor where I worked this summer with coworkers. There's a new elevated platform at the center of the floor.