dream fragment

1. This dream played out like a movie, except instead of watching from the outside, I was a presence inside the girl’s head and I knew more about what was going on than her.

The girl is standing with a man. He asks her if she needs something to read, and when she says yes, asks which kinds of books she had. She answers, ‘nature and werewolves’. Apparently something had happened to her copies. I was waiting for him to react to the latter term because I ‘knew’ he was one.

He leaves, and she’s holding some kind of tablet of his. I think to snoop around in it but dismiss it. She puts it on the round table nearby.

Gap.

She’s in a room. It’s really blurry here, but she gets really sick and pukes. She tries to reassure the man that it must be because she only ate twice that day. But I wonder if the man will suspect that it’s because she’s turning into a vampire herself and can’t process food normally anymore.

Meanwhile, I suddenly have this knowledge that the man is a vampire, and is looking for this sort of leader of the vampires, or at least his group, named Karen, and the girl could be her.

I remember that the girl had dark, longer hair with some kind of braided hairstyle. She was around 17-20 in age.

Inspiration: I’m wondering if the vampire thing naturally led to the girl being Elena from Vampire Diaries. IDK why I’m having so many werewolf dreams, they don’t even turn –into- werewolves in them!

2. Blurry fragment. I’m at this machine sitting on a counter looking at the option for these black plastic cups. You could get a smaller sized amount or 14. We needed 15 but I have no choice but to get the 14. Something about food. Gap. Mom is there and says something about being thankful for an extra cup being left there by someone. She pressed a button and a bucket thing with the cups in it starts descending down into the counter.

Inspiration: We have these sturdy plastic cups but there aren’t many left, and mom used some of them for something a couple of days ago and I was worried she was just going to throw them away after.

3. I was looking at some website that made me nostalgic. A lot of people made pages dedicated to certain things like a series or character, and they’d post a bunch of stuff on them like fanart and they were really popular, but they started getting deleted (maybe even by the people themselves) and then it sort of fell into disuse.

Inspiration: Gave me strong déjà vu, but I don’t recall a site like that. Maybe inspired by Tumblr+LJ, because I was thinking about it earlier.

4. Something about mom telling me Jack was working.

5. Grandma asks me about this cereal we have IWL, I answer back and she says that it’s going stale.

Inspiration: Me wondering if people would finish the cereal in time.

First dream fragment

I was playing Blood. I was standing on the shore, and I was holding sawed-off shotgun. It was raining.

Second dream fragment

I was in the school, in a classroom. It was really warm and sunny afternoon. Sunshine was giving everything strong glow. I looked back, and saw one of the classmates. He had dark hair, brown eyes and was wearing casual clothes. A white t-shirt with grey stripes. He put his hand into a pocket, and took an SD card out. He said:

- I have an SD card!

The night before last I had no recall whatsoever. There is some stress involved in my life rite now since I've been really busy, but it shouldn't be to the point of impacting me this badly. It's been frustrating these last two nights since what little time I've had to myself has been committed to lucid dreaming practice and that has been utterly fruitless.

This morning I preformed two WBTBs.

I recalled nothing when I woke up from this session.

-5:50am WBTB- (Hahaha! Perfect 90-minute sleep cycle there.)

I had some vauge fragments after falling back to sleep. Should have wrote them down...

-7:20 WBTB-

Something to do with this police lineup. The police had rounded up all of these people in the central park of a major city. I think some of the police were the robots from the movie Chappie. They had rounded up all of these people into a big crowd and were trying to return them to their families.

At some point I was one of the robots and I was helping to capture the people by chasing them through the park and shooting them with taser bullets.

Two of the police robots approached me. They said that they wanted to return Manei to me. They made this random girl step forward who looked nothing like her at all. I became semi-lucid.

She wasn't wearing any top, only pants, and was extremely skinny. She had a dark blue tattoo pattern all over the left side of her body and had dark green eyes and shoulder-length black hair. I tried to explain that this wasn't Manei. The girl was saying that she had never seen me before either, but the police were convinced that we were a dreamer-guide pair.

...

I was one of the robots again. I was at the hardware store trying to buy supplies so that I could repair myself.

In my dreams last night, I was outside and I was asking God to put cannabis in my body. I saw two girls/women and talked with them, got afraid and started walking, I jumped onto a deck and thought of jumping off of the railing into the water because I knew I was dreaming, I was lucid. The cops caught me for some reason, maybe I was trespassing. There was a boat and they took me inside into the boat and i walked down the stairs and people were sitting in chairs eating. I went up and got food and ate strawberries and a moist square cake-like food. Later I got up to go up the stairs and the cops found me again and put me on my stomach on the ground and handcuffed me. One of the cops picked me up and carried me, and then thugs attacked the cops and the cop let go of me and I ran away and since I knew I was dreaming I had power, so I released my hands from the handcuffs without a key and it didn't hurt, I got my hands free. I saw a forest under a big dome, and there was an opening in the air, so I started from the ground and took off, starting to fly through the air and out of the dome. It was a beautiful forest and I was up high and then I fell and landed on the ground. There was snow on the ground and I tried to get up and that is when I woke up from the lucid dream. When I realized I was dreaming on the deck, I closed and opened my eyes to lengthen the dream and stop myself from waking up, successfully. Earlier in dream, before I was lucid, I was in a store with my mom and my sister Jenny and was looking for cannabis. A group of people were playing a game and I said whoever looses gets cannabis and I saw a picture of the cannabis leaf, green color of course. Later I tried on clothes in a house with my mom but it's not a house that my mom ever had. I was trying on fancy cool bathing-suits and my mom said you can wear them when we go to the beach. Somehow I got outside and alone where I saw the two women that scared me. When the cop was handcuffing me, I asked him, since I knew I was dreaming, what he symbolizes, what his presence means to me, I told him this is a dream you aren't real. When I was flying at the end of the dream, my authentic self was escaping the cop (the tough part of me, the warrior), and from the thugs (the sinner in me), me flying was my angelic side breaking through.
In my second dream from last night, I was in a hot tub with a bunch of people including my friend from Pittsburgh Aaron Pollards. I got out of the hot tub and Aaron showed me where my stuff was and I said I would join the orchestra and that I better not be a second. Then I was in a hallway with a binder that had a fitness magazine in it and two girls started attacking me taunting me and ripping up my magazine, so I side-kicked both of the girls and got away. Before that I told Aaron that I was travelling to many states, because in the dream I was deluded that I was travelling to different states. Later or earlier in the dream (I don't remember which), I saw a sign outside that said whoever signed up would be given free clothes. I climbed up and wrote my name on the sign. I was standing on a chair trying to reach the sign, but I couldn't get my name written down. Back in the hallway, we were in a high school when the girls were ripping up my magazine, and in the hot tub Aaron told me that I spent 5 dollars on something.
In my third dream from last night, God said to me in this dream, "Find the ones you know are good." I dreamt about bad guys and chose to talk to the Baldridge twins (Polly's sons, she is the music director of my church) because I knew they were good and they were in my dream, I think everyone was at a school. Being in school is a dream sign for me; I often dream that I'm going to school. Later, I met a fat girl with dark black hair and she was my best friend. I had been squeezing grapefruit earlier in the dream, and I told my dream friend that we had to go to Weiss to get grapefruit to squeeze. She suggested getting tomatoes or oranges. She shat on the staircase and later at a different staircase we were running down the stairs and saw shit on 3 of the stairs and were careful not to step in it. Later in the dream she jumped into a swimming pool. We were close to Weiss, a grocery store, and there was a hill with tall grass and tall wheat plants, and I told the girl to jump and I and she were jumping up the hill bouncing. I don't remember other things that happened in the dream but in the dream it had been as if I had known her forever. I woke up after we were going up the hill we never got to the grocery store.

1. Steven Universe dream, it ran like a typical episode, but all I remember is Garnet saying some motivating line.

Inspiration: I’m up to episode 23 now!



2. There’s a ~deadly~ cave cricket (jump spider) in the (not WL) kitchen, and it will.not.die. I smash it with a broom a number of times but it keeps coming back. I finally smoosh the broom over it and think I get it, but then Smoke (passed away IWL) comes over to check it out. I panic and kick my foot towards him.

I wake up, kicking something at the foot of my bed. Once I realize what happened, I try to figure out what I kicked, because I definitely felt something solid. I worry that I kicked Jazzy but I think the door is still pulled two from last night. Then it creaks open and answers my question for me.

Inspiration: There was one in the house last week, and me and my dad fear them sooo much that I was worried I’d have a bad dream about it. Welp.

3. Melly, me and Rane are getting our hair dyed. It’s in our hair and we’re just waiting for it to settle into how dark we want the colors to be.

Mom is with me and points out Melly’s, she says it’s too much, so I need to be careful. I look at my hair and see the purple and pink dye on each side of my head. I can’t remember if it was my hair or someone else’s but the right side was way too much pink, but I thought that maybe different hairstyles would fix it.

Inspiration: Thinking about dying my hair yesterday.

4. I’m in a class. The teacher starts handing out papers. I look at the heading on the top of mine and it has ‘Christian’ in the title. I think to protest that I’m not even Christian, but for some reason give up on the idea.

We’re supposed to fill in information on this guy. The teacher comes over and leans over me, and starts to explain how I need to fill out certain answers. As she does, I worry that the other students can’t hear her, so how will they know what to do?

She says that his website has changed to the .com extension. I look at what it was before – something like .co.mt. She points to where he went to school and tells me what to put. I look at what’s written (in pencil) but can’t remember what it says.

She’s back to where she started and talking about how she changed a few things about ‘the song’, because it was a ballad, and she didn’t understand why he had to include a curse word. I think that it isn’t right.

She goes around watching over the students, and suddenly starts singing. The class joins in, me especially loudly, though I don’t remember the lyrics now.

Then I’m working on the second worksheet, it’s something about health. We’re supposed to answer what foods have certain things in them, like GMOs. I’m stumped.

A girl comes into the class late and sits across from me. I wonder if she’ll get into trouble but the teacher doesn’t seem to care.



The girl had short (almost chin-length) light brown hair that had a bit of a static electricity problem. She says that she was fixing it up. I feel like I should complement her even though it’s pretty plain looking and strands are sticking out. As she starts working on the papers, I wonder how she’ll know what to do.

Inspiration: the ‘mt’ part of the extension comes from a reviewer of a manga I linked to somewhere. The censoring is from me thinking about this song I was listening to while exercising yesterday. The girl is definitely inspired by Androssi in the Tower of God webtoon. The school part might have come from me thinking about college. ‘Christian’ may have come from me thinking about the radio station dad listens to.

Non-lucid
I'm in an unfamiliar house in the woods. I'm in the bedroom, and it has a large bed. It could fit a few people in it. "Good," I think, "this is good since we're camping." I hear a few other people having fun outside.
I turn to the bed, where Julie is curled up and trying to sleep. I get all of my stuffed animals, six in total, and move toward the bed, when Julie says "You can only bring two!" I pouted but chose two of my favorites, a pink cat and a yellow dog. Then I crawl into bed next to her and fall asleep.
Then, I wake up.

First dream

I was just outside my home. There was a forest machines simulator, and it gave possibility of training harvester operating. I turned it on, but after a while I didn't knew which button did what. I looked for instructions, but couldn't find anything. I took a log to cut it in part, but I didn't knew which button activated the chainsaw.

Second dream - fragment

I was watching some kind of TV show. I saw a man and a woman running in weird, black costumes around the stage.

Yesterday:

I’m wandering around the store with mom. I tell her that I have to go to the bathroom, but she’s insistent on finding someone (grandma?). I say that I’ll pee my pants if we don’t find a bathroom soon.

Gap.

We’re walking on a cement path, and mom points out something she made while there – at her old college.

Gap.

Somehow I end up flying across into some water. I can’t swim and think ‘it’s over’ but try holding my breath in hopes of floating to the top.

Somehow I make it to a little building suspended on wooden sticks, and I cling to them.

I see three people in black jackets with POLICE written on them standing facing away from me, below knee deep in the water.

“HELP ME!” I scream. When they don’t quite react, I scream it once more. This time they turn around, guns out, and head toward me shouting for me to put my hands up, etc. It scares me even more and I start crying.

Gap.

I’m dead and holding the parts you get when your body is gone. There were three things, but all I remember is a screw-like item.

I go home and am talking to mom about it. Apparently grandma or grandpa had died a few days before.

I ask her if I look any different (I believe I’m a ghost). She says I just look a little faded. I try to see if I feel any different, but I just feel kind of wobbly and off.

They’re about to eat – soup and something else. I realize that I can’t eat any, and figure I’ll just hang out while they do.

Inspiration: Some police cars and an ambulance went by last night. I think the ‘items’ from the body comes from watching Big Hero 6 and the microbots.

Today:

I break up with a guy and am getting ready to leave. I see a inanimate cat lying on a table, there’s a way to animate it. I blew a puff of air onto it.

I leave with a celebrity girl. I climb into the car, and am surprised when she gets in on the opposite side I expected her too.

I’m filling out the third part of a form, it’s normally reserved for cats but I’m using it for something else.

Gap.

I’m lying down and someone is kneeling next to me, attaching a device to my body. Then they untied the wires and said ‘they could still see something’ and I got the impression it was something like an aura around my body.

Inspiration: I’ve read a few fics with daemons lately, think the cat was inspired by that. And being a ghost/having an aura most likely was inspired by me watching Steven Universe lately.

Me, my sister Jenny, and my brother Justin and brother Peter were getting ready to go to school (none of us are in school anymore, Peter is working on his masters degree). Jenny was angry and I was trying to put on a pair of pink shoes but they didn't fit me (in real life that pair fits perfectly, in the dream they were too small). Justin said he needed Peter and I said I ned you too but what is your name, because I thought that Peter had a twin named Peter, so I asked him his name and asked is your name Peter too, is your middle name Harrison (it is in real life). There was a baby who had a red cut under his eyelids. I touched the cut to comfort the baby and then the baby turned into ash. The ash was black, not dark gray like ash usually is. I believe the baby turning into ash was a part of me dying. Later in the dream the baby was back but older and looked different, and didn't have the cut, so that was a part of me being reborn different. We all but Peter and the baby walked out the door to go to a high school and Peter stayed home (he's studying to become a teacher), and I called him "teacher-man" and said "It's teacher-man's turn to teach the baby" Peter didn't respond. Our mom wasn't there, but earlier in the dream my mom was there. I smelled garlic and wanted to eat breakfast. Jenny was angry and I was thinking about God. I was helping Jenny in some way in the beginning of the dream, I was eating bread and trying to show Jenny something.

After writing this dream down, I fell back asleep and had a dream about dying and going to heaven. I was in a cathedral with a bunch of elderly folks and we were all about to die and wake up with a new body in heaven. Jesus was talking to me and healing me of the demonic voices that I heal. I was meditating laying in a bed, there was spiritual knowledge that I now forget in the dream (this is a recurring theme, having powerful, scary mystical dreams, in one my spirit was floating in white and then I fell into a new body on the grass/on my bed, and then later I was in a powerful eagle for two minutes and could see the eagle. Earlier in that dream I had a false wake up outside it was raining and I was crying, the rain was masking my tears. I was in an unfamiliar place but had the feeling that I knew where I was and started to walk home. God and the devil was in the dream.). I thought I would go to the Cathedral of Learning in Pittsburgh after I died. (In real life I already died and now I will never die. My friend Ashley Shear also died and stayed on earth and told me, "If you think you died, you probably did" (this was in real life not a dream. God wanted her to tell me that, it was a part of His plan for me.). I had a lot of insight that is now lost and I was feeling at peace with myself and God and knew that the elderly people who were with me would start to grow younger soon.

I didn't remember much of my dream from last night, but I did remember a bit. And that is enough for me to type it up and share.

I had cat ears and a cat's tail, I was living in another world as royalty. I made a friend, he was part wolf so he had wolf ears and a wolf tail. I took him to my world (I think through a portal) to meet my family, during our stay on earth we rented Spongebob Squarepants the movie to watch. At the end of the dream I suddenly changed my mind and became part wolf instead.

-I’m in some building wandering around with someone. At one point I call a small, black and white dog over and pet it. But later, a guy comes up to me, mad that I had his dog. I realize I have this long string, and I start reeling it in until a dog appears. I’m confused because it’s not the one I was petting earlier, although it’s black and white too.

At another point, we’re in this little shop looking for something for Michelle (my old school friend’s Liz’s little sister). I start showing her things and asking “how about this?” but she keeps shaking her head. The person with me takes over.

Michelle shows me what she chose. It’s this small toy phone in a case. But when she hands it to me, it’s a bigger, dark blue empty cell phone case and I wonder what she’ll do with it.

-Nicole getting on Skype, apologizing for not being on yesterday.

I couldn't really sleep last night. Went to sleep like at 3:40am because of my coughing. I feel like i fell alseep for like 20 minutes around 2am but i'm not sure. I had a small dream about something during the 3:40am sleep but i can't recall since i did not write it down and had to get up early to go to school.

NLD, "Spheres of Gas": A journalist or scientist was reporting from near the top of one of the world's tallest mountains. He or she was filming the thousands of frosty white spheres, each one a few inches across, that spread in clusters over the rocks, and explaining about how these were a type of gas (carbon dioxide?) that was naturally sequestered here in solid form. The purpose was to expose some misinformation that was being spread about climate change. I think the prospects were dire, because changing conditions would cause the release of the gasses.

He was well above the frostline, so high that he was barely within a breathable atmosphere, yet he could look down and see the beautiful warm waters of the tropics directly below. When he was done with his report he simply jumped off the sheer mountainside and floated gently down to the sea, landing precisely in center of a spiral of white sand in the brilliant blue water. All this time my perspective fluctuated between observing him/her and being him/her (perhaps that is why the gender feels ambiguous?)

NLD, "Jidori Chicken": I'm at a grocery store looking for something to cook for lunch. I remember that I like venison sausage and ask about it. They don't seem to have any but give me a sample of cheese spread. I think I could fry up some chicken if it is fresh enough, and I find a small cut-up chicken with a label proclaiming it is only nine hours old. "Jidori chicken!" I think approvingly, having long wanted to try one of these ultra-fresh birds, but I wonder if the label is accurate given that it must have spent at least some time sitting on the shelf. How often do they update the label or clean out the old ones? I decide that it must be at least daily and put the chicken in my basket.

Can anyone spot a common theme in my dreams from last nigh
Night of March 20th 2015. Bed from 22:00 to 06:00. Before going to sleep I asked my guardian angle/helping spirits/spirit guide and totem animals to review themselves to me in my dreams in a way I would recognize and understand.

Did not record first 2-4 dreams.

My mum had come up to the city to help me out with something. Towards the end of her visit she asked or I offered to accompany her while she drove out of the city or all the way to her home.
On the way out of the city she often asked for directions. What I felt she was really doing was abdicating responsibility for taking such and such a road or exit.
I then answered only once when asked by her which way she should go. This made her panic resulting in her driving down the wrong side of dual carriage way at night. I spotted this and told her she need to get off the road. She insisted she was going the right way until we were caught in the headlights of a large truck coming towards us. She curved and drove the wrong way up a slip road to get off the dual carriage way.
Next we found ourselves in a service station on the outskirts of the city. We'd stopped for something to eat.
While queuing up I noticed a person who had recently passed away standing in the queue. When I told my mum who I saw she said that was impossible as that person was dead. Then I thought is this what its like to see a ghost or spirit. e.g. 100% normal if you choose to believe other 'worlds' exist outside of the physical.
I then returned to my old mood asking mam if she would be able to drive home from here by herself or if she would like me to accompany her. She didn't answer so I told her I was going home and left.
Outside I just missed the first bus. Luckily another bus came quickly after this. Buses didn't stop unless people were at the bus stop waving them to do so. However buses did slow down at which point I called out to see if the bus was going to my town (where I no longer live but were I rent out my apartment). It was, stopped and I got on. The collector told me to go ahead when I offered to pay the fair because of my nationality.

My thoughts/attempt at interpretation:
I treat my mam like that in real life because a large part of me feels she does abdicate responsibility or rather I feel she did so in the past. Maybe its now time to acknowledge this and just accept her questions with the view that maybe if I adopt this approach she will come to see me as more relaxed and open.
As for the dead person apart from wanting to see a ghost! While I acknowledge the person gave me employment when I was young I felt they were nothing more than a slave driver.

03:00
I found myself at the gym having not been there for sometime either due to injury or because I had been attending to other higher priority stuff. I sensed that maybe in my job I was a police man.
Not sure where to start I lay on an inclined bench and picked up some loose weights that were there. I then put them behind at head level and straight up by straightening my arms. When I put them behind my head and tried to straighten my arms they rubbed off the wall. I thought they would fall off and then observed that there was nothing holding them onto the bar.
While lying on the bench an ex female president also attended the gym and took a spot to my right. She was surrounded by a few companions.
Next a gym attendant a middle aged woman who I felt knew my from before by the way she approached and asked “if I could help her”. I replied 'sure'. My 'sure' was how I would answer a friend or 'sure' in a genuine way, not in a 'sure, just let me put your request on my to do list and I'll get to it sometime'.
I accompanied her to her room/office/work station. She asked me if I had travelers cheques. I said 'of course'.

My thoughts/attempt at interpretation:
I never like police and at my age I won't be joining! In saying that I can sense what it would be like to be a guardian of order / justice but served with compassion.
As for the gym I don't use a gym but felt how good it feels to return to an old or totally new activity.
Regarding the travelers cheques I need to travel but at the moment I don't have any money. Perhaps had I been mindful enough in the dream I could have told the woman I don't have any but that I would like some.

In another dream I found myself on the road beside a fence behind which was a large factory or institution. All of a sudden a helicopter approached from behind and spotted a name on the tail. Brian Cox. Then the helicopter was blown violently backwards. It then proceeded to land safely. A group of children disembarked. They were on school project to move fish to a new location. They have a fish each. One fish I saw was a turbet.
When I saw this I became irate because I automatically assumed they have not consulted with the national fishing body responsible for maintaining eco policing.

My thoughts/attempt at interpretation:
When ever I think of the name Brian Cox I think of someone who attained a top job but who always flew under the radar – excuse the pun.
Regarding fishing, I like fishing and I do get angry when I think of how non native species are allowed to be introduced without any governance what so ever.

In my final dream it was morning and I was at work/in collage in a very large institution in the Netherlands. An communication was sent out that every worker/student would receive €31 in their next pay packet due to a surplus. Surplus was the result of over charging or business having been good. I wondered why the institution had not decided to reduce next years registration fee by this amount but then I thought maybe increasing moral in the present moment was more important.

My thoughts/attempt at interpretation:
I worked in the Netherlands as a general operative when I left school.
I need financial help at this time.

I found myself semi-lucid around my own house. I can remember flying around. I was fighting this fat DC who looked like Gluttony from Fullmetal Alchemist. I remember I was trying to mimic alchemy and convert the atoms in the ground into weapons, blades and rock pillars that would attack him.

At one point, I made a giant cannonball and covered it in spikes. This seemed to kill him. I think he vanished, and I realized that I was fighting. Then my alchemy powers stopped working but I was still able to fly around. I thought about flying to space, I saw the moon in the daytime sky and thought about going there. I remember thinking about how there was an old shared dreaming group who had a building there. I thought that I was supposed to be meeting with her (Dawneye11) in the shared dream there.

Just then the moon exploded. Bits of the moon flew outward, but the core of the moon remained, and became a black hole. Then, a gravity wave came out, first hitting the pieces of the moon and pulling them back in. It then hit the earth.

It felt like a really strong wind was pulling me toward the moon black hole. Houses and trees were pulled up and sucked in. I thought that I should try to escape the black hole. If I can't NBD, it's a lucid dream, and I'll see where it takes me.

I started flying away, but I wasn't going nearly fast enough and I was getting sucked in. I tried to go faster and managed to stop myself relative to the black hole. at one moment, however, I must have twitched my arm too fast because I woke up and moved my arm IWL.


-WBTB-

I was in my old high school with Manei. However, I was for some reason a ghost. (You know how for Halloween there is always that one person who goes as a bed-sheet ghost. Well, I was that ghost, but I wasn't a costume, I was just a bed-sheet.)

I remember at one point (though not very clearly) I was able to phase through walls. Manei was very impressed.

At some point, my ghostly bedhseet was replaced with a Victorian dress.

At the end of the dream there was this big wall of questions. It was something that my high school was doing in the dream. I remember reading one of the questions that somebody else had posted.

"Why do dentists write on our teeth with a dark blue crayon? Wouldn't dark green be on a better wavelength?

While I'm at it, how many dark blue crayons do they take away from small children who need them, after all it has been scientifically proven that little kids like the dark blue crayons?"

I looked through most of the other questions on the wall. Most of them were long and complex like that one, but I didn't bother to read all of them.

Manei said that she wanted to put a question on the wall. There was a bin of cards. She used some kind of power on it and it began rapidly cycling through a large number of words and phrases until it landed on one single word.

'why'

She posted that up in the middle of the wall.

"Why is a beautiful word because you can always ask 'why' something is the way it is. Sometimes you will arrive at an answer, and others you will not. But you can always keep asking questions. Why does this school exist? Why do I exist?"

"Why does this dream carry on even though the core message has already been conveyed?"

"Exactly."

I went back into semi-lucidity and we sat down in the back of the class that was sitting in the gym. One of the teachers was giving a presentation, but I paid no mind to what he/she was saying. I decided that this would be an opportunity to try blobularwindmils dare of drawing something and making it come to life. But somehow I remembered the dare wrong and thought that I was to draw something that was already alive.

I was looking at Manei trying to figure out how to start drawing her face. She looked over at me and gave me this big goofy smile. I told her to hold that pose for a moment. I lost the dream and woke up.

-WBTB-

Some weird nonlucid bits. I was a member of this tribe who live in a wasteland. I was looking out over our village that we were building. The dream was strangely very clear here.

I remember we were living in a sand gully. There were these huge gray mushroom structures all around. They were miles tall and clouds wrapped around their bases. It was a strange, alien world. I was considering starting a farm/garden to grow food for our people and had found a nice area of land next to the village.

Just then, like magic, the leader of our villiage approached me and asked me to do just that, start a farm and grow food for everyone. I told him I would get right on it.

...

The dream somehow gave way to a dream about this Star Wars game where you would create a team of Jedi with different skills and weaknesses and they would battle one another or other opponents.

In the game they were chasing this big cyborg guy through this space station.

...

I found myself fully lucid once more in the living room at my aunt and uncle's house. Manei was there in one of the chairs. She said something to me that I couldn't make out, like she was mumbling or something. I kept moving closer and ask her to repeat herself.

By the fourth or fifth time, I was practically leaning in her face. She had her headband on. Also, for some reason her hair was really shiny. Overall the experience of seeing her was vivd. (Much more than it had been in the last dream.) She just looked like a completely real person.

"I want to hear you call me 'Kitten'"

*tries not to laugh* "Okay, whatever you say, Kitten..."

"And your nickname can be Jaylen!"

"Why 'Jaylen'?"

"I don't hear you coming up with a better one."

"Why not 'Jade', like my Dreamviews profile name?"

*giggles* "Okay."

She then decided to give me a hug. I hugged her back and the dream blurred out and I woke up.

-WBTB-

Spoiler for Carry on at your own risk:

The fourth dream consisted of le sexytime. The clarity and sensation were terrible, and I can't remember much of anything.

I false awoke in a giant puddle of blood on my front lawn. I was naked, and I wondered were all the blood was coming from. Turns out my *ahem* manhood had been removed. I wasn't in any pain and I didn't really seem to care though.

I went inside and told my mom that this is why you shouldn't get sexy with dream characters.