lucid

07.12.2010

WILDing to Snooker (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I got in from class and flopped down on the sofa, still wearing shoes and a coat. Somebody else was watching snooker, and after a while I lay back and closed my eyes. After that it gets a bit hard to tell what was real and what wasn't.

I felt a light sensation in the middle-front of my head, which I can only describe as "a bit like falling". Kind of a tingle. It came in tiny, split-second bursts, and went away immidiately after I noticed it. It startled me slightly each time it happened- having the effect of making me a tiny bit more alert for a few seconds. I felt like I needed to let it happen uninterrupted to fall properly asleep. I was very careful the next time it happened, and it went on for a couple of seconds, bringing sleep paralysis with it. It felt like my whole body suddenly lost any muscle tension, and my head drooped forward- even though I was sure it was completely supported already.

I had a visualisation then of the crane outside. I looked at it intently, trying to keep focused on what I was doing. I could hear the sound of snooker on TV still, it never seemed to have gotten blocked out. But then it got a whole lot louder. I suspected this was purely my mind playing tricks, as I doubted whoever was watching it has maxxed out the volume while I was sleeping there. It got louder, and combined with a high-pitched whine. My jaw then seemed to clench of its own accord. But it felt like the teeth of my lower jaw were in front of my top front teeth. It was a bit uncomfortable, and I wondered if I could fix it without ruining the WILD. Turns out not. They weren't even stuck in that position anyway.



It struck me then that I had actually been pretty far away from awake. The difference I felt when waking up was like resurfacing after being underwater. During the transition to sleep I thought I had been basically aware and connected to the outside world thoughout, but it certainly didn't feel that way now!

had an amazing series of lucids last night. it started back at my old school. i was generally causing mischief and when i realised i wasnt being punished i knew it was a dream. it was good fun so rather than fly or anything i just thought id have a laugh by messing around. i was back in my old form room and just singing songs. mostly about how crap the school was and how education is a load of shit designed to train people into being good obedient little slaves. i even did the old thing we used to do where you make a really long tone without moving your mouth so no one knows who is doing it. its great to be childish sometimes. anyway theis went a bit more dreamy and the characters changed a little.biggy smalls was sat in the corner and i think for some reason this sparked the next part.

in order to pacify me from being such a disruption, the teacher came across and gave me a joint. around this point something really amazing happened. i became fully aware of my body lying in bed. normally this would destabalise, yet the dream was as solid as ever. the teacher kind of morphed into this black guy with an afro and i started ruffling his hair, messing around and telling him it was a dream as a reminder to me. it felt amazing and he laughed as it stabilised the dream. i knew that i was lying in bed, yet still locked into this real dream. if i opened my eyes i would be back awake instantly i felt, but i thought i would be able to go back this time. i opened them and awoke completely, but then concentrated on getting back. i wouldnt class it as a proper wild because there was stilla gap in consciousness. i still had the spliff id been given so started to smoke that. this was the weirdest thing ever because i was 100% awake and aware of my body in bed, yet smoking a spliff in a dream that felt 100% real, taste smell, smoke everything...

after that i drifted back awake briefly, then decided to go back to another dream. i was still with schoolmates, but this time i was driving a rally car. it was a dream where it switches between 1st and 3rd person view, unfortunately normally as the car started to go round big corners. as soon as i hit the corners it would switch to me sat there with a computer controller trying to swing it round but without any kind of good view of the car. i got out of the car and started kicking a football around. someone kicked it away so i went to get it and thumped it back hard. it smacked someone on the ass and knocked them over so i apologised. we walked towards this building and it all felt like a school pe lesson. we got into our swimming stuff and dived into the pool. for some reason we had too much kit on our upper bodies, so i couldnt breaststroke properly, which put me off.

later i realised i was back at my old work again (tes). this was a pretty good lucid reminder but i must concentrate on it because its the worst feeling ever to waste such a vivd dream there. i met an old unrelated friend and we chatted about what we are up to over christmas. probably because he supports the same team and is from the same town as the team i watched last night. cant remember much more for now

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED


0:40 GMT

Lunatic girlfriend and her lunatic brother
Trying not to be spotted by some lady I know. I run and turn left on a corner of a street, but she spotted me at the very last minute and follows me. I then jump to top of the building and hover from roof to roof, trying to escape her, but she also has the ability to fly and keeps following me.
Then dream transforms and we’re inside her house. She is now a girl in her 30’s and I’m her boyfriend. I’m running from her because she is totally mad and wants to kill me. I go from room to room, in this very long endless house, but exit door is still far. She is about to catch me, when I enter a room where her very old aunt sleeps in bed and I hide from her by lying down on the bed too, covered with the blankets. But she finds me and gets me out of it. She has a huge scissor in her hands and she wants to stab me. She is mad, crying, accusing me of abandoning her. I have no chance, so I use reverse psychology and tell her I’m running because she is looking mad with the scissor on her hands, but that I really love her and want to stay with her. She drops the scissor and says “Really?”. “Yes, in fact I love you so much we should marry!” And she becomes quite another person, a beautiful sweet lady and I honestly feel love for her. I convince myself if I don’t do anything wrong, she won’t explode and it might work. But when we’re hugging, she wakes up from this trance, grabs the scissor again and recalls “Wait... You started running away from me before I started chasing you! Were you trying to leave the house? You bastard!” Oh no! I have to run again for my life. When I reach the kitchen, there’s a window opened through which I escape to outside. Her brother is just arriving and seeing this scene. He is a big muscled guy and he is just as nuts as she is. She screams at him, telling him I’m abandoning her and he threatens me saying he is going to find me wherever and kill me.
I decide to go stay with my mother. She works for some important politician, so I go meet her at her work place, like the parliament or something similar - it’s a palace. When I arrive there, there was an horrible accident (was it?) – she slipped on top of a stone staircase, she bumped with her head on a stone fountain and tumbled down the stairs. She was a mass of blood and broken bones. She was still alive and mumbled some words. I have a vision of the lunatic brother of my lunatic girlfriend grinning and saying he is going to make my life a living hell.

“Corrida” and sexy girl
I’m with my mom caught in the middle of some "bulls running" event (corrida) at night. There are 4 enclosures – one with bulls and three others connected, with people. They are waiting for the bulls to be loose to run along with them and bully them. [I grew up watching these things in the nearest town, where it is tradition, but I always hated it and today I’m totally against these kind of animal abuse. People act moronic on these events and call themselves brave for beating and driving a poor animal crazy.]
They are about to lose the bulls on our enclosure and so they ask people there if they are ready. I say no, to please wait, because we’re there by mistake. But they think we’ve chicken out and try to convince us to stay. I say that I stay if they let my mom go out. They give us some seconds and I try to rush my mom out, but we have to climb the fence and she’s not very energetic, but one bull is getting closer to us. He is not enraged, he is walking slowly, but he clearly will hit us with a blow from his head if we don’t move fast. I have to do some acrobatics to escape on time. Outside the fence we meet my BF. We pass in front of some bleachers full of spectators and everybody is very excited about something. We look up and we see a very hot girl in tiny outfit cheering for something. Both people on the bleachers and people on the ground are drooling at her. She has nice boobs and she is pretty, I admit it. She makes me fell ugly. Even some Hollywood star that is around – I think might have been Angelina Jolie, but can’t recall for sure – is looking jealous at that girl. I then smile – we women are never happy to find a woman that is hotter than us J

2:45 GMT

Evil twin cat and evil bird
At home with my cat. Some cat apparently looking just like him comes in and my cat attacks him. I try to split them up and then I see this other cat is like his evil twin. Just like him, but with one big eye, with no eyelids, ocular globe is transparent and the pupil is red. He also has a deformed leg covered in greyish crusts. He looks ugly and evil. But then the cat just leaves the room looking so sad and lonely that I feel extreme compassion for him. I realise maybe he is not evil, just ugly as hell, so I grab my cat and let the other come in again. But the poor cat does indeed emit some bad vibes. But it’s not his fault, it’s like this role was imposed on him, but he just wants to be loved. Anyway, he is not used to have normal relationship with people and other cats, so he is always causing trouble and freaking me out by sneaking behind me with the “evil” eye. He gives me the creeps. I try to find out where does he come from and find a box at my door, where he came from. The box is very small, but when I pick him up to put him inside it, he gets shrunk to the size of a trinket and becomes inanimate. So I decide to keep him locked there. Unfortunately, when I opened the box, some small bird statuette, which was also inside, gained life and escaped. It’s such a tiny bird and I don’t worry, but when I’m outside in the street, talking to someone, the crazy bird starts attacking us and follows us everywhere.

4:45 GMT

Stopping tsunamis
I’m with some girl friends doing something on some terrace with a view to the ocean. They say something about how nice the place is and I joke saying “Let’s hope there’s no tsunamis hitting!”. When I say this, a giant wave forms and is heading to land. They freak out but I feel this is a dream and I get lucid. I tell them not to worry, because I will work my magic. I stop the water by pointing the palm of my hand towards it, like Neo did with the bullets. More waves form, bigger and scarier, but I get to stop them all. Then I don’t recall very well, but I think more things were thrown at us, because I remember blowing up a few things in the air with my thought, to protect us. Then some kids playing on the beach come to me, I’m their new hero and they ask me all sort of questions like how did I do it, if they can learn to do the same. Then they ask if I can make appear things and I say yes, although not all the time. I ask if they want me to make appear something and some funny kid asks for a pool of mud and mango.”I’m sorry, what? Mud and mango? What for?”, ”I don’t know, can you make it?”, “Why not, let’s try.” So I concentrate on creating a pool of mud and mango. This amuses me a lot. It works and the kids jump all happy on this pool with a green-yellowish goo in it. They seem to be having fun and I decide to go inside it too. It feels nice and I think “Well, it must be good for the skin!”, so I spread this greeny mud on my arms. I think about doing something else more productive with my lucid, but I sense it is weak and as soon as I try something not so “dream-like” I will probably wake up, so I just enjoy the lucid mud bath until I woke up.

6:00 GMT

Waking Nomad posts
Just a brief recall of navigating on the web and finding a website where Waking Nomad was posting regularly and I wondered why he is not posting on DV for some time now if he does post somewhere else. [Not that it would be my business to know... lol]

Interrogated by a “doctor”
At my grandma’s house, with my mom and some lady doctor around the kitchen table. The doctor is telling me the results of my lab tests indicate I have had recently a viral infection. I tell her those are not news, because since the last 3 years all my tests have shown the same. For sure it is no viral infection or else it is a chronic one. She is surprised to know that and then she asks all sort of questions: if I feel sleepy during the day, if I have a really busy schedule, if my work is stressful, but then she starts asking things about my work, the NGOs I work for and I wonder where she is going with that and why is that relevant for my diagnosis. I get up, considering this conversation is over, but my mom, who now reveals not to be my real mom, but some older lady I’ve never seen before, is telling how we are poor and she gets food from the food bank everyday to keep me going but she fears I’m not having the right nutrition. I am now feeling this is definitely not my life because I know who I am in RL. Don’t have time to become lucid though, because I wake up.

8:00 GMT

Note: My main plan right now is to get consistent with my ability to WILD using my new light /sound machine, which I need to find the settings that work best for me. MoSh wants to continue with more Harry Potter dreams, so that is kind of a plan, so that will be my main goal for my WILD… to meet up with MoSh in a Harry Potter dream. I put on my new light / sound machine and slipped into a WILD… Yay for WILDs!

I am at Hogwarts, I am in the halls, though I am not sure where I need to be going right now. I start walking down the hall, trying to figure out where I need to go, when a woman comes up behind me. I recognize her, it's Andie from my dorm room, my other two roommates are there with her. I look at them and try to remember what their names are, there is a woman with short red hair named Shanara, and there is another woman with long blonde hair named Marie. I am not really sure where I remember their names from, but I am certain of those names. Andie asks what I am doing, she says we had better get to potions quickly before Snape gets mad. Marie says Andie is too worried, Snape never gets mad at Slytherin students. She says we could wander in there half way through class and Snape would just ignore us. Andie says Snape won't overlook something like that for anyone, not even the students from his own house. Whether Snape would let that much tardiness go or not, we hurry to get to the classroom, which is in the dungeons. I sit next to Tigress, who is sitting in a row behind MoSh and Asuka. Harry, Ron, and Hermione sit down behind Tigress and me, Draco sits down to my left (Tigress is on my right). Ron leans forward and whispers something to Tigress, I don't hear exactly what he says, but it is clear Tigress is not pleased by it. She says, much more loudly than Ron, "How about you shut the fuck up and mind your own business?" Hermione is next to Ron, she gives him a disapproving look, but says nothing. Harry isn't paying any attention at all, though he is giving dirty looks to the back of Draco's head. Draco turns around and smirks at Harry, saying he hopes Harry stays in the tournament long enough so that Draco can show everyone what a fraud the great Harry Potter really is. Harry responds with a very unimaginative, "Shut up, Malfoy." It looks like he might say more, but Hermione elbows him in the ribs as Snape walks to the front of the room, apparently to keep Harry from getting himself in trouble.

Snape's lesson goes smoothly apart from Goyle screwing up his potion by adding too much of one ingredient and too little of another, which resulted in a blast of colored smoke from his cauldron that colored his face and hair a hot neon pink. Snape makes fun of Goyle a bit, but says the color will wear off in time. Goyle wants to know how much time, Snape responds it should be long enough for Goyle to figure out the importance of following directions properly. Goyle looks over at Draco as if blaming Draco for not being there to help him with the potion. At the end of the class, everyone leaves, and now it is time for lunch. Draco asks me about preparing for the tournament, I tell him maybe Vegeta will be available after we eat lunch. Draco doesn't seem to care about eating lunch, he says he just wants to make sure he is able to crush Harry Potter like a gnat in the tournament… not just beat him, but completely humiliate him. I roll my eyes at that, but I don't say anything since it seems at least Draco is trying to keep his hatred of Harry confined to the tournament. I tell Draco he won't get very far in training if he is malnourished. We head into the great hall, where there is an informal gathering for lunch, by which I mean people are coming and going as they choose, sitting wherever they want instead of at specific tables… Draco goes and grabs a sandwich, proceeding to wolf it down in record time, but I linger a bit longer to eat my lunch before we leave the great hall.

On the way out of the castle to look for Vegeta, I spot a familiar and much hated face, it is Delores Umbridge. But Professor Lupin is the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, so what is that bitch doing at Hogwarts? I wouldn't have been able to miss her if I had been trying, as she is wearing a bright pink dress that looks a bit like Goyle's face after his potion accident, and one of the ugliest hats I have ever seen, the hat is white with a bunch of pink feathers in it that make Umbridge look like she has a dead flamingo on her head. WTF? I voice my 'WTF' a bit too loud, and Draco seems to think I don't know who Umbridge is, so he fills me in on that. He says that woman is Delores Umbridge, she is one of the tournament judges. He says he doesn't know who in the ministry she has dirt on, but even his father had been unable to persuade them to remove her from the judges' panel. I ask why Lucius wants to get her off the judge's panel, Draco said the woman makes his father sick, with all of her sickly sweet behaviors that are so clearly put on that someone who is both blind and deaf could spot her as a fraud. Draco says that the only thing she and his father agree on is that mudbloods have no place in a school of magic. I shoot Draco a dirty look, but I don't say anything since he isn't actually calling a specific person a nasty name, and I figure if I start contesting every single annoying thing Draco does, he'll just end up getting pissed at me and that could screw up my attempts to get him to behave at all and also my chances of healing him.

Umbridge disappears around a corner, I wonder where she is going, but I figure it doesn't really matter at this time since I have other things going on and I don't really have time to play with Umbridge right now. Draco and I go out onto the grounds to where I have seen Vegeta before, and we find him there now, he is there with MoSh, Hermione, and Cedric, while Ron and Harry are watching, though they don't seem to be speaking to each other, each one is making a clear and deliberate effort not to look at the other. Vegeta smirks in our direction, about as close to a smile as I usually see on him, and says we have two more to add to the class. Ron says if Draco and I are coming, he is leaving, he can't stand the stench. Vegeta glares at him, which results in Ron turning so pale that his freckles look like holes in his sheet-white skin… Vegeta tells Ron that he is obviously too weak to join the martial arts class after all. Ron gets annoyed at that and says he is not weak, but Vegeta says Ron can't even control his tongue. "One must first learn civility before learning the martial arts," Vegeta says, it sounds like he is quoting something from somewhere, "and one must first know good ethics before developing powerful skills. You would do well to remember those words." Ron points at Draco, "But he's always saying Hermione is a mudblood and insulting me and Harry and…" Vegeta interrupts him, saying it doesn't matter what Draco says or does, that is no excuse for Ron losing control. He says anything Draco does will be dealt with, but this time it was Ron, not Draco, who had opened his big mouth. Draco is about to crack up laughing next to me, without even looking in our direction, Vegeta says, "Malfoy! Do you find something about this amusing?" Draco stops laughing instantly and says no, nothing is amusing, since it is clear Vegeta is not pleased by Draco's laughter. Vegeta says then Draco should stop laughing and get ready to take training seriously. Draco looks over at me and asks how it can be that a muggle is putting off such a powerful energy presence… I tell Draco that magic isn't everything, Vegeta has his own type of power, and it is definitely awesome.

Everyone that will be training is now gathered around Vegeta, Harry, Hermione, MoSh… it looks like everyone is there except Tigress, I'm not certain if she is absent on purpose or not. Ron is still lingering off to the side, Vegeta says his class is not limited to tournament participants, so if Ron is ready to man up and behave in an adult manner, he can stay with the class. Ron hesitates, but then he scoffs at the class and walks away towards the castle, making another remark about filthy Slytherins. I can see Vegeta really made an impact on him… NOT! Now the training starts, it isn't a particularly long training session, I think it was just a chance for some of the students to meet up with Vegeta and see the kinds of things they can learn from him. Everyone there is clearly impressed, though Draco tries not to show it, acting like the things Vegeta is doing aren't anything that he hasn't seen before. Vegeta ignores that attitude issue and continues with his lesson. Since the first challenge is to have no magic used, Vegeta is sticking to the physical techniques of martial arts, saying the techniques he is showing here are from the Anything Goes School of Martial Arts. We get to the point where Vegeta has some of the students try some of the simple techniques out, I see more people have gathered around as time goes by, either drawn by the activity or maybe they had planned on coming after they finished eating lunch. After we are done with Vegeta, it is time for classes to start again, so we head off for Transfiguration class. The rest of the classes during the day pass uneventfully, so much so that I have very few memories from them.

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign
For me to remember, dreams are #067300, and lucid dreams are the color below blue, #4169e1. Nightmares are dark red, #8b0000, and dream signs are the light purple, which is up one and left one from blue, #483d8b.

Sweet! I stopped a nightmare with a lucid dream! Harry Potter seems to be a recurring theme these last two nights.

Harry Potter Nightmare

I was Harry Potter. I was being moved to my house from somewhere else because Voldemort was growing stronger and it was more dangerous. I was with the Order of the Phoenix.

We took off, and immediately Death Eaters fired spells at us that turned limbs into fruit. None of us got hit but Hagrid, in the face. Because of his half-giant genes, he didn't die because of his head being a pineapple or something, he just had a sliver of skin turn green from between his nose and eye down to his chest. He grew more sinister.

We lost them and landed at Hagrid's shack. There was me, Lupin, and Hagrid. There was a Death Eater tied up. We were interrogating him. After a few moments Hagrid began approaching the Death Eater intending to eat him. This was began his fruity affliction messing with his head. He kept making excuses to eat him. ("Just one bite!", "No, I'm not getting closer, you're just seeing things!", "Just let me eat him!")

Lupin knew it wasn't safe so he gave me three purses with important items inside them and apparated me to my house. I was alone. I smelled the air and sighed of relief. "Home sweet home," I said to myself.

I looked inside one of the purses and hid the other two, just incase. I saw an iPod Touch. I took it out, zipped the purse, and then hid it. I looked through the apps on it, and saw an app called Remus1422. I opened it and saw a bunch of cryptic messages in letters and numbers. This had to be the secret way the Order would communicate with me. I couldn't figure them out.

I heard a soft noise from outside. Oh no. What if Voldemort knows I'm here? I hurried to the garage, closed the door, and locked it. I prayed that the sound was a false alarm and not Voldemort, because I was totally alone. I waited. Suddenly I heard a noise. I turned towards the closed garage door and Voldemort, laughing, was sliding through the bottom with use of magic. Already half of his head was into the garage. I panicked.

What do I do?! Wait a minute... I'm dreaming! I got excited, and felt a rush inside me. I pointed at Voldemort's head, now inside the garage up to his neck, and yelled "Die!", and his head promptly fell off. I was so happy with myself that I opened my eyes in real life on accident and the dream faded to reality. I was awake, at 2:52 AM.

I am happy with myself. I stopped my nightmare! Although I woke up anyway, I wasn't afraid. I would have not been able to get back to sleep for hours, or maybe even all night, if I hadn't turned lucid and prevented the nightmare.

I'm fighting or running from something. At first it's just a black dog that keeps biting me and I keep trying to take it off me or break his neck. The girls from inside the house leave me alone. He bites harder into my leg or arm. I finally succeed to rip its body apart and throw it. An old lady in the corner of the street says it will come back, stronger, darker, as a boar. A man who is followed by death like in the Final Destination movie enters the house.
I get to a bar and sit at the table with C. and C. There is a lot of smoke. I tell them the smoke is a very very bad sign.
I'm living with my cousin in a trailer at an intersection. She sometimes goes out in the street dressed in the pijamas. I change myself inside.
I tell myself "How real, how alive this dream feels!". My cousin and my aunt are with me. I know it is a dream, I think I fell asleep near them, so I tell them to wake me up, just a bit, to wake me up so I can gain control of the dream and that's all. They don't answer. I keep telling myself, Maria, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Maria. I can't get control like this. I feel IT coming. I can't transform IT. I start running up a hill, climbing houses, doors. It follows me everywhere, it bites my feet.
It keeps getting bigger and I keep getting smaller in my parent's room. It transforms. I can see it will become something big, so I try to turn myself into an elephant. I can't. It becomes an american helicopter. It shoots me. I think that if it kills me, I would wake up, so it's ok. It doesn't even hit me. My parents are in their bed. My mum comes at me to check who I am with a knife. There may be blood on it. I climb to the roof, to the dark night sky that is full of stars. I tell myself "It's the sky, Maria, I can control the dream!"

12/06/2010
"Invasion Evasion"

(I watched Skyline, for the first time, last night. It was an 'ok' movie, but the visual effects were tight as hell.)
The earliest thing I remember was being in a camp-like atmosphere, with a few friends, in a trailer. Someone had a dog; like a lab mix or something, and I was playing with her, rubbing her belly. After a short while, the dog began to get really agitated and started glaring at the door. Some creepy shit happened, where a person came to the door and then turned into an alien, and we had to escape the trailer. I believe we pushed the creature into the bonfire and burned it, but this part is all really hazy. Soon after, I was alone, and running through the streets. The major attack had already begun, and there were larger aliens - dozens of stories tall - walking amongst the buildings and roadways. The city was completely destroyed and, no matter where I went or tried to hide, these things would always find me. The creatures that were too big to fit inside the buildings, would send out these long tentacles (like the ones in the movie), and snake them through the buildings to find me. I ended up dying, over and over, in this dream. Every time the tentacles would find me, they would either pull me back into the main body of the alien, or just splatter me all over the place, wherever I had been hiding.

After respawning a couple of times, I knew I had to get out of the city, so I began to make a bee-line toward the edge of town, sprinting as long and hard as my body would allow me - and I remember being able to run for miles, without losing steam. But these tentacles were relentless. An alien could shoot the tentacles from its "hand", and the rope-like appendages would literally travel for miles - seemingly to endless distances - through the air, to chase their target. Again, I died quite a few times, while trying to escape the city; simply respawning again at the beginning and continuing to run, taking another route. There were times that I would try to steal cars, and some of them would have this "gunk" on them. Whenever I drive those cars, the "gunk" would begin to spread around the outside of the vehicle, trying to 'cocoon' itself in this alien sludge. I would see this happening and have to bail out of the car, before it completely encased me. What's more, is that some of these droplets of "gunk" would actually spring to life, and form whole aliens - each maybe 10 feet tall and built like bipedal elephants - which would then join the chase. Running from these things kind of felt like maneuvering through the game Prototype.

It was like I was the only person in the city, and this entire alien force was centered on me, the whole time. There were just so many of them, and I was beginning to feel hopeless. After having to repeat this scenario, over and over, upon each death, I just wasn't feeling very confident that I would ever get out of this Hell. Suddenly, thankfully, just as despair was kicking in, I realized that this all had to be a dream. I was still on the run, though, as these things just weren't letting up, and anytime they would catch me, they would just annihilate me before I could do anything about it. Still respawning after each death, I took to flying, instead of running. It took me a little while to get up to speed, in my flying, as this dream was very vivid, and I was having a hard time manipulating it. I tried some telekinesis on the pursuing tentacles, but wasn't able to affect them.

Once I got the hang of flying, though, the flight/chase sequences were absolutely sick. The easiest way I knew to keep my speed up, was to imagine myself as a missile. The thing was, though, that these tentacles were just as fast, so just because I could fly, didn't mean that I was getting out of the city an easier. I was empowered by my lucidity, though, and was more having fun with it, than frantically fleeing for my life. I weaved through the city at breakneck speed, an expanding trail of tentacles, following closely behind me. It was one of those zigging, zagging, dizzying, high-tech chases that you would see in any major, sci-fi blockbuster - just screaming through the sky, with impossible agility. Sometimes I would land on the street, to gain my bearings - pivoting and then launching off in another direction, just as the tentacles whipped passed me and then arced around to follow once again. I remember being chased at just the same height of some of the tallest rooftops, and then dropping toward the ground, head first, to try to throw off the oncoming appendages. I was going so fast that there was a single moment, there, where I worried about 'what happens if I'm not able to pull up, in time?' Even though I knew that I was dreaming, I wasn't really looking to slamming headfirst, into the street, so I pulled up on my own trajectory, as I could, nearly skimming the ground and then continuing to rocket down the street, the tentacles still keeping pace at every twist and turn. I also recall that the aliens could talk, and they all spoke with the same voice - as if it were a collective consciousness - which reminded me something of the Joker, from The Dark Knight.

I don't really remember whether or not I ever made it out of the city. I don't think so, though.

So I was dreaming about the end of days, I think. The other day I watched a couple of minutes of a movie called "Skyline" (a B movie I think eventhough my friend was dead serious about it being an A movie)
So I was in a house I never saw before with this demonic doll and the doll was not letting me go. I can perfectly describe this house because I was in it for a long time, not doing a lot. Mainly because I was not fully lucid. The room had large windows with creme coloured curtains. A creme coloured couch and a stairway downstairs. It was a modern newly built house. I was talking with this demonic doll of doom and suddenly I was completely lucid. I don't have a sign or something in my dreams. Most of the time I just blurt it out : I'm lucid for crying out loud! and then I look around and think to myself : hey I'm really lucid, let's try something
So I looked at this demonic doll of doom and terror and I told her " Look I'm going to fly for a while to do something, but I'll be right back, oke?"
She looked very hesitant but she let me go.
This was actually the first time I really wanted to fly in my lucid dreams. Most of the time I like to walk or transport. So I was kind of scared when I opened the big window and I looked down on the street. But I jumped and I could fly. The scenery was amazing. It was a mix between a city and a countryside. with a couple of rivers in the distance. Lots of wind and people looking at me quite confused.
I was , like in real life, analyzing too much. I was thinking about breathing techniques, demanding things to be lighter. And then a bit of my hair covered my left eye and I just couldn't get rid of it. My focus was starting to blur because of that. I was extremely annoyed because I was still flying and I wanted to enjoy that, but my stupid hair got in the way.
Then I didn't realize I was flying past the house of the demonic doll of terror and doom and she looked at me with her fiery eyes and she was pissed. Suddenly everything was falling apart and what do I do? I stop flying and start running ( because that's very clever...not"
buildings were crashing down and the roads were cracking up and then ofcourse I woke up

I am actually a bit stuck between what I want to do with my skills. Everytime I want to do a WILD, I do an Astral Projection. And whenever I want to sleep normally I get a lucid dream. I am lost, I need a mentor.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED
1:00 GMT

Stabbed to gain control over fear and pain
I am in some apartment building apparently coming out of my cousin’s home. She has something weird about her look, like dyed hair or extreme make-up. She goes downstairs but I feel more interested in following a corridor that seems to connect to a different partof the building or even a twin building. I then have fun exploring these connections - I go from corridor to corridor, explore different levels by taking the stairs sometimes. Every block is of a different colour or has different tiles on the wall, but it’s getting boring so I try to look for an exit.I’m a bit lucid. I look at a map on the wall, trying to locate myself, when some guy offers his help and tells me to just follow him. I do so and he leads me out. Outside, it’s a city street, looks like London and he meets a bunch of friends he was with before. They are making plans for next steps and they divide in two groups. I stick with the guy’s group, a small one – 2 guys and a girl. I don’t know where they are taking me. A bit further down, when we’re around some ugly buildings of a bad neighbourhood, the guy draws a knife and he wants to stab me in my belly. I am aware it’s a dream, but still, I shriek at the thought of feeling a knife slashing my flesh. They say “Don’t be afraid!” and I’m like “What’s wrong with you?” So just when they are about to stab me I say “Sorry, I don't want to be stabbed, I’m going to wake up!”. I wake up but I still had a brief moment when I could feel the knife cutting through my flesh. I felt discomfort and I was awake for a while...
When I go back to sleep I am again in the same city and they are still around waiting for me. What the hell? I felt like I was going through a Freddy Krueger’s nightmarish type of thing. I ran away, I zig zagged between buildings, trying to lose them. I laid low behind a building and a concrete wall, where people threw garbage and I lost lucidity for a few moments. I got distracted with all the clothes and bags perfectly good that were thrown away. I am considering taking them with me to give away to people who need it, but suddenly I see my chasers about to find me and I instantly get back to the action. I run again but eventually they cut my way through, as they knew a shortcut through some tunnel. They grab my arms and the guy is once again about to stab me and he swears “It won’t hurt!”. I first thought he was just being psychotic, but now I have this clear feeling they were also lucid dreamers or some dream beings who were just testing me and trying to teach me something. Their attitude changed slightly when I opened myself to them. The guy said to me “It only hurts if you believe so. I’m telling you it won’t hurt if you don’t give in to fear.” Oh, so that was it? I was still a bit afraid, I was actually already feeling the pain again, just by thinking of it, so I told him ”OK, but let me do it to myself. And can I stab my leg instead? Just to try?” “OK”, he said. So I stabbed my leg and I was amazed that it felt like stabbing styrofoam. I could feel it buried in the flesh but it didn’t hurt. I was starting to lose fear and thinking about stabbing myself a bit more (lol). They smiled at me and simply left.

Female robot and androids
I am now free to do whatever. I look around and I am in some industrial park or similar. I see a huge robot-like metallic structure rising above the houses and go check it from a safe distance, because it starts to move its arms. Below it and around are people watching some demonstration of its functioning. It’s made of hollow metallic tubes that shape it slightly into a female form and some of this tubes are then channelled to some interface where half a dozen women are plugged in, apparently controlling or feeding this robot. The creator of this machine is explaining how it works and what it does, but then all the focus goes to one of these females who detaches from the interface. I find out these are not real women, but androids. Lots of flashes in her direction, reporters asking questions and the inventor says she can even speak Russian. He ask if any Russian speaking is around and some guy points to a girl by my side, but in the middle of the crowd we get mixed up and they bring me closer to the android. I say there’s been a mistake, I can’t speak Russian, it was some other girl, but the android lady is looking at me totally interested. She seems to think I am lying and she is processing that information and trying to figure out my intentions. She says she wants to meet me and asks me for my contact. I don’t recall even handing her over my contact, but I see her adding my email and name to her processor/brain – like if she just extracted it from my mind and I was reading the info on her eyes as she was processing it. Then she turned away and left, followed by a sea of curious people and reporters.

Office scene
I remember maybe it’s time to meditate a bit, but I can’t find peace, there’s just too much going on and I can’t make it still. Then I think about dropping a visit to Nighthawk’s dreams. I am now in a corridor with doors to offices. I see elevators and decide using one as a portal, but every time I try to get into one, someone holds the door and enters. I even try to do it with some suit guy by my side looking at me like I’m crazy, but it doesn’t work ‘cause he totally distracts me. I give up on elevators and try to use the office doors instead. The problem is they have glass windows and I can see the other side, so I have once again difficulties in making appear a different world on the other side, because I keep seeing the people working inside the office. When I open the door, it is still an office. Oh well... I just look around, checking every person on each cubicle. Mostly very young people. It’s a nice office, light coloured wood furniture, glass walls, lots of light. I go to the end of it and I find a window to a square interior patio, with view to all floors. I notice the building’s decoration is quite nice and then I see a corridor through which the company’s CEO, a tall slim lady in her 40’s, is coming in my direction. She sees me there and asks me what I think of the place. I say it’s nice and I like the carpets on the hallway. She invites me for a drink in her office and we sit and talk there for a while.

4.50 GMT

Lottery
Just recall my mom had a good prize in the lottery and I clearly recall the numbers. Will suggest her to make a bet

6:30 GMT

Note: This was a three level dream… I was having a dream in a dream in a dream… these can get a bit confusing, but I will do my best to keep things straight.

I am lying in my bed, I am not sure how I got there, just that I am really tired. I feel a soft furry animal curled up beside me, so I reach down to pet the animal I assume to be a cat. Instead, the animal pikas when I touch it. Pika? I sit up and turn on my iPod Touch for the light from the screen, and there is a real live pikachu sitting beside me, looking at me. He is looking at me, and he pikas again, then he curls up right by my chest, where it is really easy to scratch his ears. For some reason, even though I know that means I am dreaming, I am still sleepy and I lie down, soon falling asleep with the pikachu beside me… I slip into a dream.

I am in the Hogwarts castle, I am lucid, and I am playing games with Bellatrix Lestrange. The kind of games that end up with her shitting her pants either with fear or with frustration or anger or something… I am having a hard time remembering the details, but I do remember a couple of fragments… I am in one of the classrooms at Hogwarts, facing Bellatrix Lestrange across several desks, she is acting in her usual insane manner, brandishing her wand around like a complete madwoman and yelling incomprehensible things in between her insane cackling. I telekinetically take her wand right out of her hand, pulling it straight to me. I tell her she needs to stop waving that thing around before she puts out an eye or something. She actually pauses, looking at her empty hand and then at me holding her wand. She demands I give it back to her immediately, I tell her to take it back if she wants it so badly. She does nothing, so I ask her if that's a problem, can't she do a simple summoning charm to take her wand back? Or can she not do magic without a wand? Because if she can't do magic without the aid of a stupid little stick, then she is way more pathetic than I had ever thought possible. She demands her wand back now, I ask her if I really look dumb enough to give it back to her, then I leave the room, yelling at her to come get it if she dares…

I am in the dungeons of Hogwarts, the passages down there are like an endless maze, and I am lucid. I am teleporting all over the place, I am playing games with someone, and I soon find the person I am playing with, it is Bellatrix Lestrange. She is apparently pissed off at me about something, because she fires a curse at me, but I teleport before it can hit me. Instead it makes a hole in the wall. I teleport to a spot right behind Bellatrix and whisper quickly into her left ear, "You missed! Tag, you're dead!" and then I teleport away as she is turning around. She spins around and fires another curse, but I am gone before she even fires the curse this time. I am a disembodied voice before I re-materialize somewhere else, and I let out a hollow sounding laugh that echos through the dungeons, all around Bellatrix, making her look frantically around for the source. She is yelling at me to come out, she is calling me a coward, calling me a whole slew of names I don't recognize but I am sure they are nasty and insulting names. I teleport to a position right in front of her and give her a shove backwards, she fires several quick curses at me, I teleport and reveal the mirror behind me, her curses bounce back and almost hit her except she ducks out of the way quickly. Some more hollow laughter for her benefit. She is yelling again, apparently loud enough that it got Snape's attention. Snape comes down the hall, clearly pissed off, and barely avoids Bellatrix's franticly thrown curse. "Watch what you're doing, woman!" Snape snarls as he comes over closer to Bellatrix and plucks her wand from her hand as she is looking frantically around. I appear behind Snape, in front of Bellatrix, and she starts pointing and yelling, "There she is! There she is!" at Snape. As Snape turns around, I teleport away so there is no one for Snape to see. Snape looks back at Bellatrix with a strange look that is somewhere between disgust and pity.

I wake up from the Bellatrix dream and now I am in my living room with Tigress, it seems I fell asleep while I had been hanging out with Tigress. So now I am not lucid. Now that I am awake, I tell Tigress about the dream I just had, about the fact it seemed so vivid at the time, I tell her I could feel every sensation, every bit of energy, I really need to write down some notes to be sure I don't forget this. I pull out some paper and start writing down some notes, writing them as quickly as I can, trying like crazy not to forget about it. While I am doing this I wake from this dream.

Now I wake up in bed, I roll over and think I had better jot down notes from the dream, the Bellatrix dream and the dream where I was telling Tigress about it, but I hear something out in the other room that makes me stop and listen. My mother is talking to a man, the man's voice sounds sooooo familiar right now… I can't really believe what I am hearing. It's my brother, John, but it can't be… he's been dead for four years now… there is no way he could be back, is there? I listen to them out there, my mom is clearly thrilled that John is back, I hear John ask if mom thinks it is ok for him to wake me up to say 'hi' to me. My mother says that she is certain I won't mind considering the situation. I decide to pretend to be asleep, to not let them know I had been spying on them, so I close my eyes as I hear my bedroom door open. I peek out through one squinted eye, an eye barely open enough to see, certainly not enough for someone else to notice, and I see my brother come into the room. He is speaking to me, he says good morning, it's time to wake up. And I wake up, but unfortunately I wake to my waking life.

So this one I can't really remember when it started or when I attained lucidity. The first thing I remember was talking to my friend (standing in "my front yard" which wasn't really my front yard and being lucid) and we decided we should fly to our buddy's grandma's house? We jumped up off the ground and flew over some houses that were all really similar. I can't remember there being a ground underneath the houses, they were just kind of there. Anyways, we got to his grandma's house and she was sitting in a car with 3 other people that was parked on the lawn. I didn't really study them much. Now there was grass on the ground and some trees (I believe they were pear trees). We didn't go into the house, instead we opened a mini fridge which was on the front lawn and took a small parcel out. At this point I can't really remember what happened until we were flying in a different area and my friend was now wearing oriental clothing and smoking a cigarette (he doesn't smoke in reality). There was a very large house. The architecture was modern with large windows on the side facing us. We were hovering in mid air above a hill that was striped with gardens and a stone stairway going down through the middle of it. At the end of the stairway, there was a drop, then water. So we flew up the hill and by the house. We were standing near the front door and could see an Asian family eating inside due to the door being glass and having a relative see-through curtain over it. By the way, it was dark out and there were small lights lining the garden rows and the front of the house. The family saw us through the door and got very angry very fast. I don't know why but the father kicked through the door and began to do karate. I held out my hand, palm up, and a glowing ball of blue energy appeared on it. I then flipped my hand a bit and the ball of energy jumped up into the air then landed on the Asian man. He instantly disappeared. That's the last I can remember of the dream.

It started where I was in a small candle lit stone room and there was a stark white sheep in the corner of the room. I instantly thought that I was dreaming. I'm not really sure why but I just knew. I looked down at my hands and they were different. I can't really explain how they were but they were. I then pinched my arm and felt absolutely nothing. I was sure I was dreaming. Next, I instantly began picturing a place that I would like to be. I don't know why I pictured this place but I pictured a city with very very high walls. It was stone but not like cobblestone or anything. It was just all solid stone. Anyways, there were a lot of small stone houses and stuff and a church to the left side. I turned around in the stone house and looking out the door, I saw this city. I immediately leaped from the doorstep and flew around the city and then out a large archway in the front. There was a path outside this. I flew over the path for a bit and came upon a spot where there was a ditch on the left side of the path and there was a fenced in area on the right side of the path. At the bottom of the ditch was a solid black sheep. In the fenced in area there was another stark white sheep. I used my mind powers to lift the white sheep up over the path and into the pit with the black sheep. I don't know why but I knew I had to do this. So after this, I kept flying down the path. (by the way, all around me, there were hills upon hills that just went on endlessly in every direction except where the city was. The grass was very very saturated and bright. It was similar to some claymation scenery I've seen. It was also very sunny and the colors in the sky and path were bright and saturated as well.) soon after, the scene and overall look of the dream changed. It seemed that I had instantly flown into an area that was fall. The colors were a lot more realistic now and the area had a sort of friendly but chilly feeling to it. It was like a late fall day were you're outside just enjoying the coolness and looking at the trees. Anyways, this area had the path continue (it curved back and forth a bit) to a cobblestone wall, which wasn't quite as tall as the average person's waist. On both sides of this area, there were woods. They seemed to just go on for a while although I didn't really look at them much. At this time, someone whom I recognized to live on my friend's street rode their bike along the path. I flew over their head and they called out to me saying, "Merci beacoup!" again, I don't know what the reasoning behind this was but I didn't question it at the time. So I kept following this person on the bike, while flying, and they kept on down the path and past the cobblestone wall. Past the cobblestone wall, there was a rocky beach which slowly went out into water that expanded into fog. I kept following the person on the bike. They rode out onto the water and continued riding on top of the water. For some reason I tried to fly faster to catch up with them but I couldn't fly any faster than I was already going. I followed them a bit more then I got "caught" in the air and couldn't move anymore. I could still see the scene but then I woke up.

Note: Plans for tonight included going to Hogwarts, MoSh wants to train for the tournament and also make sure Asuka is ok, he said she doesn't seem to have her memories completely back. MoSh seemed to have an idea Draco might know something about the memory spell that was used on Asuka. My main goal is just to have another reliable way to become lucid other than using WILDs, maybe I could make a go of using FAs? Not sure right now, but I had the plan in my mind as I fell asleep.

I am in the fields around Hogwarts, I am there with MoSh and Asuka, and even though I am at Hogwarts, I am not lucid. I look over at the castle as if it is the most normal thing in the world, MoSh says he wants to find Vegeta, and this also seems like the most normal thing in the world. So MoSh, Asuka, and I start looking around the grounds, trying to find where Vegeta might be, and we finally meet up with him behind the castle. Vegeta looks over at us and greets us, he asks if we are looking to train for the tournament. MoSh says he is, and Asuka might train some, too, but I say I am looking to see if I can find anything out about the memory spell that was used on Asuka. While it is possible that no one in the castle knows anything about what happened to Asuka, it is also possible that someone does. I intend to start in Slytherin, with Draco, because even if he had nothing to do with it directly, it seems likely Lucius would know something about it and would probably have blabbed about it around his son. Vegeta shakes his head disapprovingly, he says not all of the challenges can be won by pure power, some of them require specific skills, such as martial arts, since no other powers would be allowed in that part. I tell him I know that, but it seems that finding out who is after Asuka is more important than winning some tournament.

MoSh doesn't want me to leave until I make sure Asuka's memory is fully restored, which I'm not sure what he expects me to do about it while I am awake, so I play the Metallica song "The Memory Remains" and focus the energy on Asuka, I say that should have the desired effect. MoSh talks to Asuka a bit, and then says she seems to be remembering everything. So as they go to train with Vegeta, I leave MoSh and Vegeta training and I enter the castle through one of the back entrances, going straight to some stairs that lead down into the dungeon area. Now there is a problem, I can't remember where I am going, I can't think of where I was here before… except in a dream. So far I have been in Hogwarts and seen Vegeta and MoSh and talked about helping Asuka without realizing I was dreaming, but now I guess things are coming together, and I finally do a reality check, at which point I determine I am definitely dreaming.

So now I remember where I need to go to get to the Slytherin dorms, and I head there right away. I make a couple wrong turns, the dungeon hallways all seem to look the same, but I finally stumble on the hidden entrance to the dorms and I go inside. There are a few people there, some of them are studying, others are chatting, I spot Draco kicked back on a couch with Crabb and Goyle sitting in chairs next to him, and they are muttering amongst themselves. Well, the easiest way to get information will be to be friendly with Draco, to get him to talk about what he knows, to share secrets. I know that shouldn't be too hard, if he knows anything, he often likes to brag on what he knows. And really, I just need to get him thinking about the subject to read the rest of it out of his mind. Draco looks over from the couch and sees me at the entryway, so I wave to him in a friendly manner, and Draco smiles, which makes Crabb and Goyle look at each other strangely. I take the smile as an invitation and I go over and say hello to Draco. Draco is looking at me with a strange look on his face now, then he turns to Crabb and Goyle, asking them if there wasn't a homework assignment they needed to get done. Both of them say no at the same time, Draco says yes they do, that is unless they want to flunk out and prove that what people are saying about them is true. Goyle asks what people are saying, Draco says the general believe is that the two of them have a cumulative IQ that is lower than most rocks. It sounds to me like Draco agrees with that thought, though he doesn't say so. He says Crabb and Goyle had better get the homework done if they want to pass. Both of them finally leave, heading down to the boys' dorm, probably to get their stuff.

So now I am sitting in the Slytherin common room with Draco, chatting about random stuff for a bit. It seems all Draco wants to talk about is possible way to make Harry Potter look bad, which bores me rather quickly. I comment that if Potter is such a loser, maybe Draco needs to train so he can kick his ass in the tournament… after all, then three entire schools, will see Harry Potter compete and come out with an epic fail. Draco looks like he is about to say something, but he stops. Draco starts talking about dirty tricks he can pull to ensure Potter loses. I say that if Draco makes Harry look bad by cheating, he will have to keep quiet about who caused it or get in trouble. But if it is done by tournament rules, everyone will see who really is the better wizard when Draco beats Harry without playing dirty. Draco hesitates, I can tell he is thinking what if he doesn't win… I comment that I thought he had the skill to beat Harry. He says of course he can beat Potter without using any tricks! I say that then tricks are a pointless risk, because if he is discovered, he will be disqualified from the tournament and end up being a laughing stalk… which would make Harry look even better. So since Draco has the skills, why take the pointless risk? "And I heard you mention having Crabb and Goyle help you with your plans…" I say, "Is there any other way to ensure that the plan fails and you get caught? If those two were any slower, they'd be going backwards." Draco has to admit that is true, and finds the comment a bit amusing. He asks about me helping in his plans… I say I will help him train, after all, we both want the winner to be from Slytherin… but let's do it on even ground, so no one can dig up dirt to make Draco look bad and Harry look like a victim. Draco says Potter will be revealed as the loser he is… and that Granger girl, too, the stupid mudblood… And it seems like Draco is actually considering beating Harry by playing fair, or at least by the rules.

I figure it is time to find out about Asuka, now that it won't seem I came over to see Draco just for that, which might have made him shut me out. "Speaking of pranks and dirty tricks," I say, "Did you hear about that girl from Gryffindor, Asuka? Someone completely wiped out her memories." Draco replies with, "I hadn't heard," but he doesn't seem interested. I am trying to probe into his mind to find out what he might know about the situation. I ponder for a bit, then, "Who did it?" Draco immediately replies, "How would I know?" I say I didn't expect him to, it was a rhetorical question. I am still probing at Draco's mind about the subject, and now I am seeing that Draco had nothing to do with the situation, but he does know that Lucius had something to do with it. I comment I was just thinking it was strange for something like that to happen right in Hogwarts. Draco says he doesn't think it's a big deal, I comment no one was hurt, and her memories are back now, so not really. Just strange. Draco asks when I'll be able to get to training. I say soon, and Vegeta will help us train, but right now there was something I have to go do… what I want to do is go find Lucius and see about reading his mind for more answers. Though I have no doubt the trail leads to Voldermort, I have no idea why Voldermort would have taken a special interest in Asuka… Of course I don't know why so many enemies take such an interest in Asuka… Draco says not to take too long, he wants to make Potter look REALLY bad in the tournament. I tell him not to worry, I will make sure there is time to train, and besides, I have heard that Harry likes to procrastinate (from book 4 of the series, where he kept putting off getting ready for the challenges of the Tri-Wizard Tournament). As soon as I am out of sight, however, I wake up.

It's not an exciting adventure or anything, but I was really happy I'd finally done it.

It started with me waking up and trying to get out of bed. I was tangled in the covers so I ended up tripping and falling on the floor. I looked around the room and immediately noticed that the room was very bright, as if the lights were on and that the walls were yellow.

At first this didn't seem to be a problem since the walls of my room did used to be yellow. But then I remembered I'd painted them blue over a year ago. Then i suddenly thought, 'hey! I should do a reality check!''

I held my nose and I could still breath so I whispered excitedly, ''I'm dreaming! Awesome!''

Naturally, the first thing I did was stand up and try to fly. Unfortunately , it didn't work. I'd read about how to fly in lucid dreams but couldn't remember it at the time.

Then i tried to levitate...didn't work. Somehow after that I got it in my mind that if I created a magician he could put a spell on me to make me fly. I tried to make him appear before me, but I remembered that that was difficult for most lucid dreamers.

So, I imagined the magician would be on the other side of my bedroom door when I opened it. He wasn't.

Then I thought, 'Hey, my mom's probably in the kitchen' (she's there every morning)

As I made my way to the kitchen I looked at my hands because I remembered that being one of the reality checks. I already knew I was dreaming, but I wanted to see what they looked like.

It scared the crap out of me. I had fingers growing out of fingers. I was REALLY scared and kinda started hyperventilating (which I think is weird because I'd never done that in real life...) I didn't let myself get too scared though because I didn't want to get booted out of the dream.

I walked into the kitchen where my mom was reading the paper like she always does. She looked up at me when I came in and asked me what I was doing up so early.

I told her I was having a lucid dream and that she was a part of it.

She said, ''Alright, sure,'' and kinda smiled at me. Basically the way my mom would have reacted anyway. Then I sat down to talk to her but I forgot what we were saying.

Then I woke up. I know it wasn't marvelous but I thought it was cool.

I find myself in a building. There is a 115 inch plasma screen TV here. Next to it, is a wall of cubbies. I am with my seventh grade L.A. class. We put our things in the cubbies. We freely explore the room. It's a four wall room. Three walls are solid with the color of minilla. One wall is a full glass wall. There are two exits.

Suddenly, the room begins to shake. What the hell? An earthquake? The teacher starts freaking out. She is shouting at us to get out. I decide to get my things out of my cubby first. She now redirects her shouting to me. I feel in my cubby, and paint is pouring into it. WTF??? I pull my hand out, only to find blue paint all over my hand. The teacher keeps shouting at me, so i decide to listen and leave.

We are now passing through a bathroom. The bathroom is open like a lounge. WTF x2??? It's a girls bathroom. Oddly, the girls are standing up and p***ing into urinals. WTF x3??? We continue on. We arrive downstairs, and the shaking has stopped. Downstairs, it's a store. White tiled floors, high ceiling, item shelves, and check-outs.

I see my friend Victor, and we meet up. Then, I hear the song "21 Guns" by Green Day(DS). I do an RC. I plug my nose, and I can still breathe through it. I look at my hands to see I'm missing multiple fingers! I tell Victor I'm dreaming. I show him my hands. This time, I have all my fingers, but one is bent backwards. I am now lucid. I see a man behind me. He was like 6'5", had black shaggy hair, and a jacket blue pants combo. Just for no reason, I try to attack him. I get in a stance.

"SOLAR FLARE!" I shout. Fail. He tries to run past me now. My leg is now highlighted red. I knee him in his balls. He goes flying back and pounds into the floor. Time to finish him. I get in my stance.
"KA...ME......HA...ME......HA!!!" Suddenly, a fat blue beam fires out and incinerates the man. I stand there with a grin on my face. everyone around me is in shock. Victor and I leave.
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We are outside, and we're now listening to my iPod. We're listening to "21 Guns." Suddenly, the girls we saw in bathroom walk by. They say nothing, and keep walking. Odd. Victor decides to make some gay joke about that plasma screen TV. I pretend it's funny, and laugh along. We go back inside, and intentionally(I was actually going to do this), a giant fire-breathing, man-eating croc is attacking! WTF x4??? I decide to not even let him put up a fight. I get in my stance. I hold my arm up, wrist bend, hand flat.
"DESTRUCTO DISC!" I announce. Suddenly, a yellow disc appears on my hand.
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I throw it. The yellow disc cuts off the croc's head. I was a bit tired from that, so the dream fades, and I awake.