memorable

I'm busily running around a modular home, my home, cleaning here and there. I'm carrying a broom in my hands. Lydia says she wants to go to the dance and get dressed up. I smile and think it's a nice idea. Jackson comes up behind me and walks up to Lydia, telling her no and snapping at her. She gets a sad look on her face and puts her head down, walking into another room. I get really pissed and walk up to Jackson. I whisper angrily for him to shut up and stop telling her what she can and can't do. I threaten to kick him out if he keeps hurting her like that. He gets pissed and tells me to mind my own business. I walk up to him quickly and get in his face, pushing the broom handle into his chest. I tell him that I'm fucking serious and I will kick him out of my house if he doesn't do as I say. I tell him that he has no right to control Lydia and he needs to make her happy or get the hell out. He backs away from me, mumbling and kind of pissy, but he agrees and backs off. I then look down and notice that I'm wearing a new dress and I'm all dolled up for the dance. I grab a guy's hand and pull him to the backyard where we are all gonna play a game. The backyard is a huge dirt field with hay and many sacks of potatoes. We all grab a potato and three of us race down lanes. When we reach the end, we turn around and throw the potato to the next person. I laugh as the next person catches my potato.

I'm out with some friends of mine, the ones I used to play when I was twenty.
They have guitar and bass and we are supposed to perform in a nightclub we used to play.
There is something like an audition and it's important we perform well.
We are nervous, especially because the guy playing the piano is in late.
Unfortunately they tell us that we have to perform in ten minutes and someone must play the piano!
My friends know I play piano and they say I must do it!
I'm fricking out as it's a lifetime I don't touch a piano and I have not enough time to recall the chords, so we hide in a storage room to attempt the performance.
I can't remember the chords and my friends are very upset, but I could not help.
I look at my fingers as I'm trying some chords, but the sound I make is NOISE!!
Then the door opens and the guy supposed to play the piano is there!
We are really happy and we prepare.
We are in the saloon now.
I wear a red dress as Jessica Rabbit and my friends very cool shirts. I feel so well.
My friends are ready. The lights are low, I close my eyes and caress my dress, it seems like silk.
Then we start to perform. The song is Bang Bang, Nancy Sinatra style.
Everything is perfect, I'm with my hands around the microphone.
I close two seconds my eyes, open them again and I look at my hands... and I though 'it is a dream?'.
An my hands are red!!! I don't know if because of the lights of because of the dress reflecting...
BUT then I woke upppp.... uff

08.04.2014

Grocery Retail Promotion Test (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a grocery retail store, and it feels that I’m taking some kind of test to be promoted, or something like that. I see dream characters that are wearing dark blue polo shirts, and this makes me feel as if I’m going for assistant manager, or something like that. I know that I’m dreaming, though I don’t really take any means of changing the dream environment. I seem to shift my awareness to my dream body, and then in spectator mode where I’m analyzing the environment around me.

Things start out with me interacting with a female that looks like Kyra for short in waking life. She’s about the same height as I would conceptualize her in waking life, and I feel that during this moment, I had another dream with her. It was basically her trying to convince me to hang out with her more often, and that when a new section that will be a sports bar, or something like that in the small town opens up, that we could party with others.

I can’t remember my response to this, and I felt I ignored her to some extent. Anyway, back to shifting to the main dream, I think I had to ride a white scooter around the store. I honestly didn’t know what my task was, but it seemed to involve analyzing some objects around most of the store, and engaging in conversation with other dream characters that looked like assistant managers as well. There seems to be shifts where I would be starting out with a different assistant manager from Kyra.

One was a male that seemed to want to get the test over with, and he was using words like, “let’s get this shit done and over with, man.” He also tried to inform me to keep it a secret between us of how he intends to be easy on me during the test. After a while, I at a section where there seems to be toilet paper for sale, or maybe paper towels. I meet a dream character that looks like this, except with white hair:

He’s motioning with his fingers, and visage of something related to the objects in front of him, but I’m not really too sure on what he means through these non-verbal cues. After a while, I seem to have less awareness of the dream, and I forget what happens next.

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08.04.2014

Skating Through University (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m skating through a section at a university I used to attend. It feels so real, from the bumps on the wheels rolling on the surface, to the wind, and the momentum following along with how I shifted my body weight to speed up. I find myself eventually bending with my knees to go even faster around this area where buses usually stop near the Psychology building of the University.

07.04.2014

Me vs. Ganondorf, Midna, and Zanza (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside an area that seems to be some kind of ancient arena filled with decorative projections akin to what you may see in a castle. It seems to be the lowest of the structure that I’m in, and I find myself right in the middle of an odd situation.

Ganondorf (the Twilight Princess version), Midna (her original form), and Zanza from Xenoblade Chronicles (I think the DC resembled him) all seemed to be coming after me.

I take this as a sign of having to prepare for retaliation, rather than stopping in my tracks, and asking what they’re intending to do. Midna seems to be wearing a female version of Zanza’s attire, and Zanza’s is in his usual getup. I forgot what was needed in order to defeat them, but it was something in relation in affecting the body vessels they absorbed energy from if there were ever close to being fatally injured.

I think I had some dream characters that would help me out, but they either became nonexistent after a while, or I had to fight them instead. There’s a few shifts where Midna seems to be planting a sword deep into someone’s upper chest, and she’s sit on them while having one knee kneeling on the floor. She casually turns to my direction with a face that seems to be smiling, but not in a manner of I’m-going-to-kill-you-next, I was unsure of what she was going to do.

Maybe she killed the Ganondorf DC, beats me. And as for the DC that had a resemblance of Zanza, I don’t recall him being an issue. He just sort of existed, and flew about in random places every now and then.

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07.04.2014

Itachi, Red Eyes, and Some Other Stuff (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Too long to even bother investing time on:
>>I’m shifting perspectives between Obitio, Itachi, and maybe a dream body of myself
>> When I’m me, it seems that I’m going to fall into a bottomless pit, and I see the sides of where I’m falling are filled with paper bombs, similar to what Konan did to Obito

>> Obito uses Kamui to try and save me, I think, but the paper bombs are obviously going to be sucked in. So I guess he used Izanagi, since I seem to be fine after that fiasco.

>> Itachi states how a person can acquire certain eyes if they are leaders for a clan, or something like that.

>>I see a 3d representation of the eye, but I can’t recall the finer details too well

>>Some other stuff happens, I don’t know.

For the third time in my life this has happened...the first time this has happened to me I was 10, again when I was 18, and now it happened last night (22 turning 23 next week) I remember it as clear as day, it was a short dream I am sitting on a fallen palm tree that's sitting on white sand with my toes in clear blue water with two furry dogs? (they were kind of big) one was all black with blue eyes and the other was all white with red eyes. There was a strong breeze that came through I close my eyes to stop the sand from coming in. I opened them and there was a woman, I couldn't see her face she had the sun directly behind her. She seem kind, it was like I knew who she was without really know who she actually was, weird and may not make a whole lot of sense but that's the best way I can explain it. Anyways she softly takes my hand in hers turn my hand palm facing up and with a paint brush made from bamboo she writes something on my arms first starting with the left arm and then the right arm.
This woman drops the paint brush and a gust of wind blows me off the tree and into the water but I don't fall in I catch myself and I look up and she's gone. I look down at the water and see ripples but can't tell what's causing them, I look at my arms and see these odd symbols so odd I don't even know what to compare them to, and then it starts to rain...a sun shower and that was when the dogs that I have with me get up we go through a door and I rub my arms to try to dry myself off and I looked down and whatever the woman wrote on me was smeared, for some reason it made me upset. And then I wake up now I don't know if the same exact dream happened the other two times all I remember from those is just waking up with those same symbols always smeared. What does it all mean? Should I be worried?

This one is a very crazy dream!


I was on a hill and there were pink flowers on the floor... and waterfalls on the sides. The sun was bright and then a panda came out... We played, we danced and we had fun!
I was going to the waterfall and i told that panda to stay. So as i was going to waterfall i've saw a knife, evil thingies came through my head
So.. i came there putting the knife in my pocket and said to panda... Hellooo my friend what should be your name? Oh! I've got an idea! What about.. Red Stomach???
And then we danced and suddenly sky became red... Trees bloody, flowers became roses with some deadly spikes on them and waterfalls were Bloodyfalls... Yeah! Blood came out of them.
My eyes became red and i put out the knife out of my pocket slicing panda's stomach it became bloody and then i stabbed him all over his body then kicking him and stomping on him then i was -ing!
It was really fucked up dream!

I just want to apologize in advanced if you struggle to read this as i am dyslexic and i struggle to spell properly.

Im eighteen and i have suffered with the same horific dream since i was around 14. At the start i believed it was just an average nightmare but later on my dream became more repetatve and i had it around 2-3 times a week i believe. It has stopped for around a year but the past 2 months its became common again.

My dream hasnt changed in the slightest and is exactly the same. Ive done research but i have no explanation for what causes my dreams.

The start of my dreams is im walking through a forest and a girl is hanging from a tree by her neck and then when i look behind her there are hundrends of people hanging, asking me to join them. Its only for that sort period of time because i wake up screaming. Ive even woke my boyfriend up being in floods of tears screaming and wriggling.

Last nights dream was the strangest because it was exactly the same but this time in my dream i was dreaming of the hanging people. It is hard to expailn but i was basically dreaming another dream. I thought i woke up in the night and woke my boyfriend up crying but i actually didnt and i was dreaming it. It wasnt untill this morning when we realised that i hadnt actually woken up and i realised that was dreaming it.

My dreams have led me to actaully become ill and when i was younger i had thoughts of this happening. I belive that there is a reason behind my dream but im worried that it could be psychological rather then a night terror.
Can someone who knows someone or has dreams like mine or slightly lke mine please talk to me about it. Ive never been so ashamed and worried about these dreams but they are becoming more common.

Sorry about the awful spelling i did try my best.
Thank you, Harley x

Suddenly Lucidity. I walk out of a house surrounded by tall evergreen trees. There is an old driveway in front of me with no cars resting on it. I walk to the end of this driveway which is about 23 meters long into a flat, gray road which has a tilt on either side to allow rain to run-off into grates placed into the curb lining the road. I think I'll fly I think to myself. Then I jump straight into the air. Floating five feet off the ground, I remember to really believe that I can fly, and with my hands to my sides I shoot forwards. The wind rustles through my hair. Then: I' want to see the area from high above. I try flying higher but find that I am only able to stay at the height I'm currently at. I try flying in the superman style but I don't move. Then: I know! I'll ask the consciousness behind the dream what I should call it! I float effortlessly back down to the ground and call out: CONSCIOUSNESS! WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO CALL YOU? The sky fills with grey clouds and they reach down towards the earth the way a tornado does. Then they rush towards the ground and a blast of air shoots out. On the ground I read the word Hi. WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO CALL YOU? I yell. On the ground in the sand it says BOB. I call out: ANYTHING ELSE? WARC appears on the ground. Then it changes to GRIS GENG. I YELL: OKAY GRIS and then: Suddenly i'm awake lying in bed

Woohoo lucid dream! And this time RCs actually worked! It was great, even though I didn't do much in this one (again) -_- This time I got distracted by DCs of my family. I was in my house, in the living room and it was night and only the lamp was on so the room looked kind of orange. Everyone was sitting on the couch like usual and my mom and dad were playing some new PvZ update or something on their iPads and watching some crappy movie. I was questioning where I was and looking around the room for anything strange like I do in RL from time to time and it all looked very similar to the living room in real life. Except for some random paintings on the walls. We don't even have anything on the walls. I immediately knew I was dreaming but had to do an RC to make sure. I plugged my nose and breathed in, and sure enough I could breathe through my nose! Wow! First time I used an RC in a dream. I got happy and repeatedly said out loud I was dreaming. It felt so real when I was saying it that I almost thought I was saying it my sleep in real life XD LDs just feel so real sometimes. Like when I had a nosebleed in that other one (my second entry here) I actually thought I might be having one while I was sleeping lol. And a few other times in my dreams, what I was doing felt so real and I was almost afraid I might actually be doing it in RL like I was sleepwalking or something I did another nose plug reality check again and of course it worked. I was now completely convinced. Then I tried to fly again like in the previous LD and dang, it didn't work again! Even when I tried using my "technique" I came up with that usually works. I don't understand why I haven't been able to fly. It's incredibly frustrating now. Flying was the easiest thing for me to do in a dream before and I was really good at it Maybe my problem is I'm concentrating too hard? I've been thinking I'm not concentrating enough, but maybe it's the other way around. Maybe I just need to relax while I'm thinking about it. Or maybe I just need to practice my dream control. I used to have excellent dream control but I haven't been LDing in a while so I may need to work on it again. Anyway, although I wasn't able to fly, I did screw with the gravity which was hilarious! I was walking on air and I was like "Woohoo, I'm floating!" XD Then Jenny, a close friend, came in and we started reenacting that Gravity movie which was really too funny. I almost thought about trying to change everything to space but then thought no, maybe another time. I kept trying to do more things, but my family kept distracting me which was kind of annoying. I tried doing some other things like changing the scenery, but I couldn't concentrate and the DCs weren't helping. What I should've done was just walk out of the building, but oh well! It was still a nice, funny little dream. But then I wonder what would've been outside...Two non-lucid dreams I had before where the front door was opened, it was foggy outside like Silent Hill or something. It was really creepy. And almost immediately afterwards something bad would happen. Like in the first one, the radio acted up and got all static-y and it almost sounded like the singer's voice was spliced to sound like "You're dead." and it was on a repeat. When I looked outside, there was a man standing there in a suit and when he turned to look at me, he had no face. In the second one, my mom was the one who opened the door and someone burst in and shot her in the head. That was one of the most terrifying dreams I ever had. Maybe in an LD outside would've been different though.

Next dream I really need to try to focus more. Hopefully I can remember my dream goals next time.

I am happy to say that I can change my LD count from 0 to 1 today. Let me start off by saying that this is the coolest feeling anyone can feel. I am ecstatic to have experience this, even for how short it was. The kind of technique I used was WBTB. I went to bed around 11:30 and set my alarm for 6:30. I get in bed and do flex freezes. It helps me fall asleep very quickly. I have a short strange dream with me and my father in it. My alarm wakes me up. I shut it off and begin doing the piano moves with my fingers. Every time I am about to fall asleep I notice I stopped moving my fingers. This continued on for about 30 minutes. I started to get irritated, so I rolled over on my side to at least try to get some more sleep. As I do that, I notice that the heavy feeling from the sleep paralysis hadn't changed. I still felt very heavy. This is where I drift off.

My dream started out with me in my old Agricultural Science class. I had asked my teacher Mr. B if I could use the restroom. I go to the bathroom almost every block. He looks at me and says, "Really? You go every day." I say to him, "My body is on a clock, when I have to go, I go." He allows me to leave. I'm walking down the hallway with my buddy Joey who is pushing a black cart. I keep walking but the dream shifts. I'm in a different part of the school but still walking to the say destination. I can see a few DCs around me just chit chatting. I look up and see old memorial pictures for a friend who had died about a year ago. I start to walk into the bathroom but for some reason I turn around. I look to see a couple guy toss a football into my hands. They are sitting on a bench in the middle of the hallway. i start making a strange cackling noise as if saying, "You have no idea what you've just done." I stop and toss the ball back to then. After that, I stop and think. I do a reality check, but I don't believe that I'm in a dream. I pinch my nose even harder and take an even bigger breath in. Holy shit I'm dreaming. Finding this out, my dream begins to lose its focus. I put my hands together and begin to rub them. I say out loud, "100% clarity." The dream settles. Holy shit that actually just worked. I have the biggest grin on my face even though I couldn't see myself. The first thing that comes to my mind, as does anyone when they first have an LD, I want to fly. I take a few steps in front of me and begin to take flight. I fly straight up into the ceiling of the school and begin phasing through. I can hear the strangest sound as I'm going through. It was like a typical Sci-Fi sound but still awesome. I can feel tingles of happiness and ecstasy go through my body. I get through the ceiling and notice that everything is black. I had lost the dream but it was worth it. I open my eyes and feel like a million bucks.

05.04.2014

Almost Tripped Over a Girl & She Wants Me to Enter a Dark Room (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m walking inside a fairly dark room where the center seems to have the most lighting. There’s an attractive female that’s about to get up that’s diagonally to the right of me. I happened to be going towards her, and accidentally bumped into her. I almost trip, but I grab her hand, almost as if I was going to dance with her, I planted my feet just right, twirled around, and then ended it off with her back bending while I leaned forward on her.

After apologizing to her and all, she seems she wants me to come into a very dark area. She almost had me, seeing how she had a smile that was so radiant, it was difficult not to move as if she put me into a trance. She’s inside the dark area, and motions her hands quickly for me to follow her, but I most likely didn’t go there.

Since the last time I let a female walk me to a dark area, I couldn’t breathe, and woke up with salvia almost foaming out of my mouth. No thanks, honey.

Also, she had light milky brown hair, and had a slightly powdered face than usual, or it could be the lighting that makes it seem so. I believe she wore a light sky blue tank top along with very tight yoga like pants, or something like that, not really an expert on female clothing names.

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05.04.2014

FemBoy Juice, Now Available At Your Local Grocery Store! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a grocery store, and I directed myself to the Dairy section. I eventually reached an area where they’re selling something called “Femboy Juice.” I look at it for the sake of curiosity, and paid attention to the composition and colors. It looked like it was similar to skim milk, at least from the purple colored box with the yellow cap.

I put it back, and I guess I go to wherever in this grocery store.

Mom and I were kidnapped I believe and we were in this very large, fancy, glass building with pastel colors. There was another girl there, a blonde girl with straight hair. Probably around my age. We were trying to get away from these people who were about to kill us or worse. I remember it was really scary...I think there was others there to be killed or tortured but I'm not entirely sure. Mom and I somehow found a way to escape. We couldn't take the other girl with us, though. When we left I kept receiving these messages on a phone or computer from her somehow (it had her name...I think it started with V? Veronica...Viola? Violet?) saying things like "Where are you?!" "They're going to go after you!" "You left me here!" "They're going to kill me!" and other things like that and she was insulting me and sending pictures, although I can't remember what they were, but it was really freaking me out. I told my mom, but when she came the messages had dissapeared...and when she left they appeared again. I think she ended up being killed before anyone could save her...and she began haunting me? At some point in the dream she actually approached me or spoke to me (not through messaging) and talked about what happened when we had left. She showed me some kind of flashback or memory of her being held in that building...and she said something about being tortured until she went insane and I saw an image of her sitting on a bed, locked in some awful, dirty, dingy gray room with writing on the walls and her skin looked pale and faded...and she had scars all over her...it was terrible. What freaked me out the most was her face had cuts in it that made her look like she was smiling in a very creepy way. And then it looked like the smile was getting...bigger...wider...she looked so awful and terrifying. That's about all I can remember, but it was really creepy. I'm wondering if somehow this was connected to the dream I had night before last? That dream (although I just barely remember it) was about some blonde girl dying as well I think. They did look very similar, except the girl in the previous dream was a little girl and the one in this dream was a teenager and had longer hair. I think they both wore blue, too...so strange.

Why do I always have such dark and creepy dreams...

The dream begins inside my house, by the front door. I am scared to go outside, slightly apprehensive, but i long to feel the fresh cool air on my skin.

My blonde hair frames the scene, and i notice my sleeves and arms more than any other part of me, i appear to be wearing my turquoise H&M top. Eventually i slowly open the door and take a step outside into the cool early morning air. The door opens up to a sideroad very close by*, and i slowly begin to walk out into the twilight morning, slightly covered in mist, with a pale blue hue everywhere.



I move away from the house, never looking back, but i can feel water in my eyes welling up for some reason, so i search myself for some tissue, noticing that now i am wearing a completely different top but thinking to myself It's warmer than my other top. I am now wearing a black pvc blouse which i bought a while back for a photoshoot.

I forget the tissue and my eyes seem normal now, and i continue walking down that side road, looking to my right all the time, and noticing a nearby compost heap, which for some reason has smoke billowing from it, but the smoke never reaching very far up in the sky, it appears to fade mere feet above the compost heap, which now has flames and a few bits of wood as expected.

Suddenly i am behind some garages nearby, and i head to my garage where i keep my car and I find several garage doors open, as well as my own, but my car is in there, my old Nova**. Its doors are open and my clothing has been ransacked***!

I then notice a door which i had never seen before, at the back of the garage, through it i can see the inside of someones house.

Suddenly i am inside this house, looking out of the window at a scene unfamiliar to me, and it is night time, and there is someone standing under a street lamp with a bag in their hand. My perspective shifts and i am now viewing this from the other direction, and outside, and the house i was once in now appears to be a hospital, with a multi story carpark next to it. I know this place, it was the hospital i spent much time in as a child.

Now i am that person standing outside, and with me is a small tan coloured dog, not the dog from my childhood, but one very familiar, and sympathetic, as the dog looks up at me and wags his tail as his face forms that of a smile, reassuring and honest.

Nothing much after this aside from hazy memories of shopping, seeing my friend Stephen briefly, and being back home.

* In the dream the front of my house seemingly flipped 45 degrees facing west, and 100 feet down the road.

** The Nova was my first car and i locked it in these secure garages at night time, never once got broken into.

*** Before i came out, i kept female clothing in my car to change into and i was eternally worried that someone might break in and find them.

This dream occured about two weeks ago, worth mentioning if only for the personal insight it offers me of myself. Everything ties up here, though the compost heap thing is weird, its my second dream in as many weeks to feature a compost heap.

I thought i would create an image of the dream, crafted in photoshop of 3 seperate images, one i borrowed from the internets, and 2 of my own, the scene itself and me. I cannot possibly say if i wore high heels when outside, or inside, but i usually do in reality so i assume i do in dreamland.

04.04.2014

The Guy with the Axe and Gun (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up, and found myself in an environment that looks exactly like the area I'm currently residing in waking life. Green walls, a bed that's slightly elevated more than usual, and the same material of dark gray carpet.

I'm gradually becoming more aware that this is a dream, feeling the slight blurry echo effects as I'm moving about inside the house. I hear footsteps coming near the house's entrance, and I immediately motioned myself near it.

I peek through the hole, and I see a Caucasian male that has dark brown hair, is wearing a yellow polo shirt that's untucked, along with regular blue worker jeans. He's wielding an axe with his right hand I believe, and he's knocking on the door, and spends a few seconds waiting before knocking again.

I quickly turn in the other direction, wondering where I could find a weapon in case this guy has ill intentions in mind. I decided I should check the other bedroom diagonally to the left of me for something. I hear the knocking, but I try to not let it intimidate me since they couldn't possibly come in.

Completely wrong.

I hear the door open, and because I couldn't find something to protect myself, and because I was too fixated on the emotions of fear and panicking, I ended up making horrible decisions, and decided to try and hide under a bed.

Too bad the bottom of the bed barely had any space for me to hide under, and it would only be a matter of time for the person to find me there even if I could hide under there.

The individual is getting closer and closer, and he's raising his shoulders up while having his arms at a lop-sided "L" position with the axe, and a gun as well. My perspective starts getting a bit weird, and it feels like I'm seeing things at a slanted angle now, almost as if I'm about to fall down.

The guy is walking pretty slowly, and the blurry echoes become more prevalent, but I'm too bothered by what may happen rather than attempting to change the dream environment.

I wake up, because it doesn't seem anything was going to change at the time.

I fell back asleep around 8:30 am. And I had a dream that I was seemingly no longer an alcoholic but able to have fun and party if I wanted too. Then the dream spun into a divergence of reality and obvious non reality- my hallway filled up with water and the bottom dropped out to make it a short pool. I stood looking at the water, feeling a negative presence. I looked up and saw a demon that had black eyes and tried to say something to me but in anger that I was being deceived I yelled at it to go away. "You are a deceiver!, You have no control over me! Get OUT GET OUT GET OUT!" "YOU are Simply a thing of my mind- NOW DISAPPEAR!" And I blew it into dust with my mouth. I then wanting to prove to my self the utter silliness of the situation belly flopped into the pool, and the water felt like condensed air but not wet like water and I levitated myself a few inches from it. I realized the significance of the dream- that I could speak out, when before my voice would become muted and I couldn't hear my self shout. I gained some sort of power this way, mental or spiritual in some way. Between this and the next dream sequence I tried to wake my self up but I couldn't pull myself through to consciences and saw my physical body trying to separate from my spiritual body. It was not going to happen so I let myself slip back into dreaming. Next I remember realizing that I had been on some sort of wild drug and alcohol binge that I could not remember. I had sewed the sides of my arms like I had been sutured for a wound. I realized that this was bad, that I had been completely gone mentally when this happened. I went to my husband and said I know something happened but I cannot remember using or what I did what did I do? He explained to me that at first I was happy and energetic, almost crazy- thinking I could fly and making sounds like a jet engine, then it turned dark. I closed my eyes and I could see flashes of memory almost like circus posters first of the fun and manic episode and then the darkness that took over. He shivered and said that it was something special I could do that. He then said he would remove the stitches from my arm- my father called and I woke up.

I was tossed head long back into the insanity of a nonsensical dream seemingly out of nowhere.