memorable

This is a past dream i had long ago,
I was in a city, looked much like New York.
Everything was destroyed and smoking, a complete disaster, i see zombies feeding on people and what not.
After observing the place for a minute, i realize.. i have a gun in my hand, my clothes ripped up, dirty, tattered.. my arms scratched, no memory of how that happened.
A zombie sees me and tackles me but i grab him and throw him aside, then shoot him. Another zombie runs towards me, and i aim my gun at him, he quickly knocks it out of my hand and i fall down, the zombie gets on me and tries eating my face but i held him back like leonidas did to that big Persian in 300. As he tried biting my face off, i yelled and that was the end of the dream, VERY SHORT, SLIGHTLY BADASS, A BIT SCARY.

*** This is my first lucid dream ***
I'm in a hallway that's poorly lit, few doors on each side of the hallway. At the end is a door that's slightly open, light on. I walk towards it and find out it's a restroom.. well i see a mirror and decide to look at myself. ( at this time i have no control of the dream nor do i know I'm dreaming ) All of a sudden after looking in the mirror, i become heavy and i glow a bright golden color, at this time I'm granted control of my actions and I'm aware it's a dream. I'm then transported to a new hallway and it's much wider and well lit unlike thelast one. The hall way has a checkered floor black and white.. red curtains on the windows, everything is fancy. At this time I'm , " you're dreaming, you can do anything, just focus." And i clench my fists and open them quickly on an attempt to make fire, but i fail and make sparks and smoke instead. I try a few more times with the same results.. then i snap my right finger like the human torch from fantastic four, and create fire. I see business people walking around so i decide to have some fun, as i walk past them i snap my fingers and flick some fire balls at them, one guy called me a " douche" i laughed. Once i reached the end of the hallway, the dream ended.

Not really a dream, but two videos related to Akashic Records, she has an interesting point on the records in general, and anyone who is interested should be able to find some kind of appreciation in understanding her perspective on what the Records mean, and how we interpret them.

I already saw one video other than the Akashic Records, and I look forward to seeing all of her videos. I think I need to see more of these things, but still be careful to not be swayed completely into someone's thought process.

The last time I watched a video on the Akashic Records, things happened.....wonder if they'll happen again, except with a better outcome?






I guess you could say I'll be using this as an incubation, hopefully, to find Eva again.

I could even say that watching the first part helped motivate myself to stop thinking the concept of dreams being self-fulfilled prophecies as a negative thing, but as a good thing. Because with all the possibilities out there, even if it may be a way of trying to gain solace that this isn't one path I can take, it did (and I hope the second part that I'll be watching soon will elevate that as well) help me that being open minded is key to believing certain things will happen.

The same applies to how I interpret my dreams, if I believe something will come out of it, based on how I perceive, there's going to be paths of possibilities, and to temporarily refrain from mortal mentalities, maybe I can get into deep dreaming, and see other potential outcomes if I choose to.

This feels very rewarding, not the only the video, but just a boost in confidence again.

We have to believe in something, which will help us access other beliefs and outcomes based on those actions of now.....so whatever choice we make, we can't let the consequence so of it bring us down, but help us keep moving forward.

Expansion.

That seems to be a logical meaning to this life and other lives, not an absolute meaning, but a good one at least.

I was on a dirt path in an open forest. there was a horse in front of me and I needed some sort of transportation. I thought about riding the horse, and that's when I started to realize I was dreaming. I thought about how my mom loves horses, but never got to ride one. The horse didn't have a saddle so it was difficult to mount. as I tried to stay on top of the horse I tried to imagine that the horse had a saddle and reins. It worked and I grabbed the reins to try and steer the horse. I can remember pulling left and right on the reins to control the horse's movement. (I usually can't control much in my dreams)

The next thing I know im riding into a town and its dark out. I get off the horse and it sort of just disappears. Its really quiet and I start walking down the streets. I start to get scared and try to not think about anything scary. I start walking to look for a place to stay, but everyone is afraid to answer the door. I forget that im dreaming and decide to try and head back to my car. I walk back the way I came and find my car, but one of my front wheels have been torn off. I start to worry and then the rest of my dream gets fuzzy and I wake up.

I don't remember these dreams very well anymore, gonna try to journal right when I wake up.

Dream 1
My mom had some book that she was burning. It spawned these golden frogs that I think had chocolate inside of them. If you killed them, you got blocks of Minecraft wood.

Dream 2
Something about cars

Dream 3
I remember I was trying to find my new High School bus, and I started talking to some school friends, I think Mr Chopra was there. (see Dream 4) I'm confused about what actually happened in this dream, because this was a waking life event, and I had a dream version of it too, so I don't know what happened in waking life and what happened in the dream.

Dream 4
I'm in Mr Chopra's class (8th grade math teacher) and he's giving us some strange problems

It was recommended to me to have a second spinal fusion. I went along with it because I thought it would help. I was in first grade, but I was around 18 years old—as were all the other students.

Despite just having surgery, I was not experiencing any pain. I was hardly participating in the class, and considered using my recent surgery as an excuse. As class went on, my level of discomfort and pain increased. I was about to leave the class when my fiancée showed up. She hugged me from behind, and became extremely irritable and scolded her for touching my back. She hugged me again more gently, but still touched my back, thus causing me pain. We hung out in the classroom, no longer paying attention to the teacher. We rummaged around the teacher’s desk, and asked the teacher if she had an audio jack in her computer. I decided to introduce my fiancée to my teacher, but forgot her name. Mrs. White introduced herself instead. Yet again my back was in great pain.

During lunch, a colleague of Mrs. White’s visited the classroom, and performed some magic. He took several objects, and summoned the same objects from the past. For example, if the object was created in 2000, he would have summoned it from 2000, when it was brand new.

The scene changed, and I was the passenger in a car. The pain was overwhelming. I laid down as best I could in the back seat, resting my head on my fiancée’s lap. I was almost crying from the pain by the end of the dream.

Date: 15/06/2012
Place: Friend's bed
Time of getting into bed: 01.10am
Entry written at 3.23am

Dream 1 - Lucid

I am talking to an 8 year old girl (a friend's daughter who I did see earlier in the day during waking hours) She is asking me how to tell if she is dreaming. Several times I hold her nose and tell her to breathe but she doesn't understand. I demonstrate on myself and am very shocked to find I can breathe through my plugged nose. The room spins madly and the girl disappears. I keep thinking 'oh my god, I'm dreaming!' and this sends my heart racing madly. I study my hand to 'stabilise' myself, but the shock of seeing hundreds of fingers on it makes me even more giddy. I am not scared but definately shocked, excited and a little worried. I decide to try and move before I wake up.

My vision is fuzzy and grainy, a bit like a TV channel that has not been tuned properly. I lift my arm to get out of the bed which I now find myself in, but my arm is heavy and there is suddenly a loud 'whooshing' noise in my ears. It is rather frightening but I try to keep calm. The noise does not go away, it is much like air rushing past my ears, or blood rushing to my head. Alongside this my limbs are tingling all over, and feel extremely weird. This is the most intense feeling, I know I am asleep but it really feels like I am in this dream world physically. The movement of lifting my arm sends my body into crazy sensations, and I feel like I am being pulled from my actual body into the dream world. This was a new, and memorable experience for me.

I slowly float into the air, not really controlling my direction but in a general direction I want to go. My partner who is now in the bed I just left is shouting at me angrily. I ignore him because I know it is only a dream version and he is not really mad at me, plus I don't want to miss this experience. I then float gently onto the floor, where I stay, kind of paralyzed. My partner continues to yell 'Get up, what are you doing on the floor! Stop that!' Which is very off-putting. After a few seconds of trying to move, I wake up in bed.

I am paralyzed in bed, and know that I can enter another lucid if I stay perfectly still and keep my eyes shut, however I am so excited that I open my eyes purposely, so I can record the lucid in my DJ. This was a choice as I didn't want to forget my very first lucid dream.

***NOTEWORTHY***
First lucid!
Used 2 x RCs
Was prompted by a DC
Could not move very well
Vision was very poor

06.17.2012

Dreamprofesser? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Wait....did I.....nahh....but...maybe my recall is a little skewed, we'll see how this plays out.

I took a nap like an hour or two ago, can't really remember, but I had a few weird dream I guess. I'll just combine all those frags together since it was a nap.

Things start out in a bus, kind of like those Greyhound buses with the containers for storing small suitcases and stuff above the seats. There's this guy who is muscular, wearing a gray/white shirt, and looks like one of those gym instructors at that place I workout in waking life resting his arms on top of the seat he has his knees on in front of me.

It didn't feel awkward until he started to sweat a little bit on me, so I turned my legs to the side instead of having them in synch with the direction of my torso. And it seems he can barely fit in the bus too, he's so tall, he has to duck his head when his sitting down, but I guess that's because he had his knees on the seat instead of actually sitting down.

He gets up, thank god, and says,

"I need to take a shower." I passively accepted that as something he would do later, but he's getting up to go to the back, and he opens some containers on the left side, and they have water in them.

Lol, don't tell me you're going to try and fit yourself in there and take a shower....

This guy is actually going to do it! He's carefully opening one container at a time, and then goes to the back of them to drain out whatever is left, and I think I helped out for some odd reason. As I'm draining the water out, I swear it went from transparent to a dark pink-ish type of color. I make sure I wash the container properly with some soap.

It took a while for me to get the soap out with some running water because the sink was full of plates and I didn't want to container to come in contact with them. The container was basically a square that was cut diagonally. I think people wanted me to hurry up and finish washing the container, but they didn't say to me directly, I could just tell by their expressions that I'm spending way too much time on this.

The dream shifts, and I believe I'm in the gym with my mother, lol, how does that work out? So much for reality checks.

Anyway, my mother has her workout clothes on for a few minutes, and then suddenly she comes back again with regular clothes. She tells me she can't go on the treadmill, and as we're walking to the set of treadmills, she pointed at one that some lady just got off from.

I tried to make her shift her hand somewhere else so that lady wouldn't think we're talking about her, but meh, seems the lady was clueless anyway.

Apparently, the gym is set outdoors, and it rained a few minutes ago I bet, so that made all the gym equipment icky and stuff. Makes sense to not go on the treadmill, especially with all those people's hands on the bars of it, and the surface being wet as well.

We get out of the area of the weird outdoors gym, (I swear that should've been another reality check lol.....who invests in expensive gym equipment and puts it outside for it to get damaged?)

You know.....I guess it's time with each reality check, instead of asking if I'm dreaming, I should really be analytical of things, maybe that might help things a bit. I tried avoiding being too thoughtful about these things, but I guess it's time I do it again, especially since I want to find a certain someone again.....

Okay, back to the dream, yeah, by this time, I believe me and my mother go our separate ways. I go to some random alley, and it's still daytime, but the gray clouds make it look like it's close to night or something. I see two black men, one a cop, and one I can't tell at the moment because of the angle I'm looking down at is a bit awkward.

The cop is helping the guy carry some books, and since I was on top, I accidently walked on these pile of books, but I quickly get off. Seems I didn't affect anything, so I keep walking a bit until I hear one of them say something about people being able to donate any books they have for what seems to be a mini-library that is being set up near the alley.

Hm...........I decided I should give a book for the cause, and the title had a "Pt. 2" to it, so I wonder where was Part 1 lol, but I just put it in the pile of books they were going to carry in. I go down, and I finally see the black man other than the black cop.

He's wearing glasses.....


He's smiling, he's wearing a dress shirt and some fancy dark pants as well. I didn't click for me as yet on who this could be though...I told him that I gave them a book, and I think I said the title as well when he asks me what it was.

Then to add on to what I said, I believe I started to sing a short phrase related to the nature of the book. It just came out, just like that, don't know how I even concieved the thought, but hey, the guy digged it, so I guess it's wasn't too bad.

The dream shifts again, and this time, I brought my mother to the same alley that I was in. We're back on the top of the alley, and since the pile of books were removed, I figured I should help bring my mother down through this gap.

I take my time to get her prepared to drop, and when I do, she immediately collapses.

Are you kidding me....oh god......what the hell do I do now?!?!?!?!?

I jump into the gap, and it realized it's a bit deeper than it was before. I could've sworn that same gap was a least 5 feet deep, and that's enough for anyone to land safely.

Felt like this time, it was 15-20 feet deep. Ugh.

I panic a little, but I calm down, and I rush to the door where the books were going into, and I'm ignoring the same man at the time because I'm really worried about what's going to happen to my mother.

I'm trying to find a phone, so I can call my mother....LOL, what logic is that Link??!?!? She's unconscious, and you want to call her in hopes that she hears the ringtone?

GOD, I'm am so STUPID!!!!

I even picked up a small cracker, and tried to dial in the little bumps on it, I was saturated with the thought of worrying that something bad will happen to her that I didn't even realize I'm fucking using a cracker to dial numbers....


LOL.

I'm sure the guy inside was just watching me, probably even mentally facepalming himself at the horrible skill I'm exhibiting right now. I open the door to check the status of my mother, and my vision of things right at that moment is blurred. I see a figure slowly get up, and immediately, I knew it was my mother.

I rushed to her and asked if she was okay.

While I was trying to explain, I was speaking at 300,000,000,000,000 words a second, so she looks at me weirdly, and then I started to slow down a bit and talk coherently.

I told her I was trying to call her to see if she wakes up (stupid Link...STUPID STUPID!) and all sorts of explanations.

And the same guy who was inside? I'm pretty sure that was dreamprofesser...but since I was so occupied with doing a horrible job of trying to get my mother conscious again, I couldn't take the time to absorb all the features of the man's visage.

But the glasses alone, it could've been him.


Some nap that was!

Foreward
I have only recently, started recording my dreams, thus far it has only been approximately three weeks. I immediately started recalling at least three dreams per night once I made the conscious choice to do so. I haven't practiced any lucidity techniques; though lucidity is, in part, my primary goal; I have found the process very rewarding and entertaining so far. My dreams are often fantastical or in settings that would seem oddly constructed, or vast and otherworldly, and I have found it odd that it would not be enough for me to realize I was dreaming. I am certain of a couple lucid dreams over the years, but if they truly were while I was aware I was dreaming I always acted them out; only once or twice making brief use of fact I was actually dreaming.

I believe this dream was in the first cycle of REM sleep as it was short and the time in the night would support this.

The Dream

I opened my eyes...
I was kneeling inside a dim room, in the far left corner facing forwards. The floors were wooden and there was a large rectangular mirror affixed to the wall in front of me, the mirror just off to my right hand side, it's base sitting roughly half way up the wall. I felt safe, familiar... yet not.
Still kneeling where I had came to, I looked in the dire the mirror and saw my father's reflection. He looked back at me, then it occurred to me I was alone in the room. It was a ghost staring back at me.
But then I realized my father was still alive this couldn't be, and that is when the feeling of panic washed over me.
Simultaneously it occurred to me I was dreaming, but the panic had set in and I could feel my body weakening and the world was growing dark around me. I had felt this feeling before... when I was only a child... I was about to pass out... my body began to fall forwards and the world grew darker still but I was now calm; I was going to hit the wall and there was nothing I could do.
I waited for the impact of my head against the wall, but it never came. Enshrouded and cradled by the darkness I had passed through the wall and awoken lying in my bed staring at the ceiling.

The ceiling above me was the stars, the universe, and I wanted to see it all.
My body started lifting off the bed, up into the ceiling of stars after which I willed myself fast through the cosmos. After, what was probably only a few seconds of travel I decided I wanted to go back to Earth; and experience this amazing feeling of lucidity there. I looked back towards Earth, it was nowhere to be seen; but I knew the direction and slowly my body turned around and started travelling back towards Earth.

This is when I truly awoke in reality, having glimpsed if only for a moment something extraordinary.

This morning's dream was quite detailed, and although part of the dream after the first one has been blocked out, many scenes still remain intact. A few scenes become slightly graphic

There was a man lying on the ground. The room was dark, with scenes of red curtains, and possibly tables and gold-framed portraits strewn throughout. Suddenly, another man walks in and starts shooting pistol rounds at him. I counted about 20 rounds, or more than 100 shots fired. The pretext for this terrible scene, I do not remember.

Time to report this massacre to someone close-by. Number of killed: 1. Could that really aptly describe the horror to the full extent?

West Java, Indonesia

Somewhere, a strong earthquake jolted the region, affecting a rural area outside the city of Jakarta. There was a volcanic eruption that turned the sky red around the world. Somewhere, possibly in Japan, another volcanic eruption changed the character of the sky.

One tribe in Java offended another. For some reason, a war began, and tanks started rolling into the fields. Many were killed, and women and children were seen hiding in their tents, as bombs exploded around them. The facade said this was Kota Kinabalu. But that's in Malaysia, on the island of Borneo.

What did they even fight over?

Soon, a ceasefire was declared, as the tribes came to terms with the conflict. Nobody made a move for days, then days turned into weeks, and weeks months. A pile of dust still lay unforbidden.

China, 1989

There was some Western company being sent in, a camera attached to the back of a fruit fly, to send into the nasal passages of a person. Inside, there were a series of rooms, four floors, and a conference meeting in one. Not much going on anywhere, but suddenly a stampede of people rushed toward the pool. A British filmmaker joined me. The crazy woman, as she was called, Caucasian and dark brown hair, swam all the way to the opposite shore at an impossible speed, and took a basket, filling it quickly with water. It formed a Canada goose shape, which then rose on top the water in the form of a bubble, which burst, and people laughed.

I highly recommend this book, I wrote. It brings an air of humanity fo 1980's and 90's Asia, including the events in Indonesia and Tiananmen Square, even to the police and soldiers who instigated the massacre in various places.

I woke up for the second time now, this time about 40 minutes before I had set my alarm to ring. Perhaps this was because I had a lot of work.

So starts out I already know its a Zombie apocalypse and I'm kinda rogue'in it out around a city.(First part of dream is kinda fuzzy :S) I meet a girl and a guy and we set off exploring places together. This girl tickles me fancy and I feel really protective of her throughout the dream. We go to my cousins place to see if there is any survivors. We get there and walk down some hall when my zombie cousins start busting through doors and walls! We have sharp crowbars and hockey sticks(not the best weapon selection) and are beating down and impaling zombies before they get to us. After ive killed almost half my family, we go outside and see more zombies. A car drives by with two guy in it and they start acting like zombies driving the car(although their clearly not zombies) So we start acting like zombies too, to not draw any attention, but apparently my acting skills are lacking and they start chasing after us. I fall down and almost get bittin when my super hot, fancy ticklin girl, kicks the shit out of the zombie. I thank her with a makeout sesh and we go back into the city to the library to research up on zombies. We find nothing but more zombies there and leave the building, only to discover I left my cell phone and coat in there, so I decide to be heroic and go get it on my own. The dream goes slow mo as I dodge zombies to retrieve my coat and once I successfully do that I return outside to be aplouded by my comrades. I start walking like a d bag and accidentally step on an open zombies mouth, who bites my foot clean through my shoe. I pry it off and immediatly start panicking cause I know I only have a few hours left before I turn. I decide to ask my mom for money so I can get a antidote from some crazy guy.I see her busking with popcorn for money and she gives me a twenty after much begging. We head off to get the antidote when my mom wakes me up (irl) to go fishing....DAMN IT! did I survive?!?!?!

I was in a junkyard type landscape and it was dark out with some fires spread around the place, I remember hearing someone on an ATV coming, then I saw them, I didn't see a dream sign I just knew I was dreaming. So to get away, I willed myself to fly and I did, taking off like superman. Just as I started to feel the wind in my face, everything went black as the dream was ending, and I remembered a way of prolonging control but by that point the blackness I saw was the backs of my eyelids which ended up opening.

I'm in my cousins house. His GF is throwing someone out for being loud, drunk, nasty and rude. I'm playing some game, but I'm not really interested in it. I notice there are two girls in the dinning room, A cute blond with long hair that has a some black streaks and roots and a straight up brunette, and doug looks like he is ready to pass out. I stand up and stretch, notice I don't feel tired at all. I decide to leave before Everyone passes out and I tell doug I will see him later. I then leave the house and start to walk to my house. Its a super dark night and I notice I can't see the moon. I finally reach my house and hear my dog is barking inside. I walk in and there are two girls inside. One is older but the other seems about my age, and she is holding a bucket full of many coloured neon fluid. She drops the bucket and I throw up one hand using my mind to pin her to the wall, and when the old lady tries to attack me I try to do the same to her but I can't. Instead I grab her with my other arm and subdue her by holding her close, with my arm over hers so she can't hit me. I then shout what are you doing here and the girl pinned to the wall replies they were paid to come and steal that, pointing to the bucket. I leave her pinned to the wall but lower my hand and touch the swirling tie dye of colours and it starts to creep up my arm with a tingling sensation before soaking in my skin. I feel so energised and I let the older lady go and Pin her to the wall with my mind too. It seems the liquid made me stronger some how. I feel so much energy, when someone walks in the door behind me. I turn away from the girls leaving them pinned to the wall as I do to see the guy from my Dream, a couple weeks back, that allowed me to Regain my powers when I thought they were lost.

"Good Job" He says, "You Stopped them and have learned how to use your powers on more than one person at a time. "Well let them go, we have things to do" He says turning and walking out the door.

I follow him and he Stops after walking off the porch. He then takes off flying really fast into the sky, and I am taken by surprise but follow him as soon as I get ahold of myself. He is ahead of me and moving much quicker than I am, forcing me to push myself way to go faster. Things start to blur below but I am catching him. I notice that he is leading me toward the sun, and to a place I've probably never been before. Eventually He slows down and I do too. he flys lower and I follow his lead. He brings us to a river and is flying over it when suddenly he dives in. I hesitate before I follow him but then go in the water I don't really stop flying though. I fly right through the water following the streak of bubbles the guy is leaving. Eventually he goes up ward again. I follow and we land on a bridge. There are lots of cars driving by in the early light. The guy then really trips me out by putting his hands on the poles going up the bridge and climbing them without any grip. I follow him and do the same, using my mind to hold myself to the poles without anything to grip on. We reach the top and ever silent he jumps off and lands on the bridge, I do the same. Then he finally talks.

"Well are you ready to finish this then?" He asks.

"Ready for what?" I reply and he just starts walking again, quietly. almost silently. I notice that my foot steps are way louder than his, so I figure its just another thing I can control with my mind, and I focus on making no sound at all. Eventually we are both silent figures. I follow him off the the left of the bridge, down a dirt road and eventually up a green hill to a fairly large house. He walks through the door which I notice doesn't make a sound either. I follow concentrating on making no noise. He leads me up a set of stairs straight a little to the right when we walk in. once upstairs I notice a bathroom to the right of the landing and its an open room with three girls in it.

He throws up his hands pining the 'boss' girl to the chair she was sitting in, and I follow his lead by throwing the other two girls that flank her against the walls. I don't even need to throw my hands up anymore, just think it.

"Let them go downstairs" the guy says, and release them and they walk down.

As they are walking by I notice one of them is the blond from my cousins house earlier. I then follow them and watch them walk all the way down the stairs. I fell a strange pull to the bathroom to my left now. I walk in and close the door behind me. I walk around taking it all in before stopping to stare at my reflection over the sink. Suddenly I hear a chant coming through the walls. I face the door and notice a weird light shining through, and I know it is the blond.

This dream occurred just this morning. I'll only remember certain parts of it, and as for the other past dreams, I will post some of those shortly too.

We were on a trip to another school. Walking into the hallways, I thought about, or perhaps discussed, how science accepts some concepts while ignoring others. If religion wants to ignore gravity, thought someone, wouldn't that make their belief still true because they have faith?

Actually, I thought. We only perceive something as real if it is separate from the rest. What about the theory of changing gravitational constant over eons - also similar to the Variable Speed of Light Hypothesis - why does science ignore that? Why is evolution accepted but not the evolution of gravity? What about the reports of spiritual experiences? What was objective and what was qualia?

There was some kind of Super-ego theory, too.

Somewhere hours later, there was a thunderstorm. I woke up in my old bedroom, talking with my "biological mother", who supposedly was different from my mom in real life. It was 12:23 pm, time to get up.

We went on another tour of a school, sometime later in the day at 7:50 am, as the buses were leaving early. We walked inside with a bunch of high school students, me reflecting on the "dreams" I'd just had, writing them down in my all-purpose notebook.

A female friend of mine gave me a piece of cake on a plate. I tried cutting it a few times, but it was silicone, and seemed to disappear a little each time I cut it. I promised to get the cake repaired, but said, "this would be appetizing if it weren't silicone".

I woke up. It was 8:41 am. The previous day, I'd indeed talked to this female friend about shellac, and how it was secreted from the female lac bug, even in candy.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

At last, a lucid It relates to my previous nightmares. This time I out-smarted it >:-).

I started off by walking down a street with 2 of my school friends. I had a guitar and so did my friend, so we had a guitar battle. I didn't even get to play before my friend destroyed me with an insane solo. My other friend then said "You were beaten by him." and we all just walked up the road. At this point, the 2 friends from school were different. One had transformed into cookieh and the other was a random guy. We saw a statue that I must have seen in another dream, I'm certain I saw it before. Cookieh explained what the statue was. She said something like "If you touch the statue then the old guy chases the kid." The statue was a golden old guy chasing a kid. She then touched the statue and it move a meter away from us and into a bush. Cookieh and the guy ran back onto the road I was on before and I ran off in the opposite direction towards a car parking area. It was the same one that is in my school. The same dream fragment happened about 4 times. I was running away from an old guy in a yellow top. Finally, I was running again and this time, the old guy was ahead of me trying to catch other young people. He went to grab me but I ran around him. I was extremely out of breath, just like the last nightmares I had before. I found myself running very slow and falling over a lot. I decided to fall onto my hands and feet then ran really fast like a werewolf. A guy in front of me did the same. The guy disappeared down the exact same road located in the real world. It's a path where the forest and the school carpark is. I then got up onto 2 feet again, but this time I felt very odd.

I pretty much became lucid at this point. I looked at my hands but nothing was wrong with them. I still knew I was dreaming because I said to myself "I must be dreaming because I have never been here before." then I looked at my hands a second time and noticed a strange energy coming from my left hand. I decided to do the nose plug check just to make sure. I could breathe . When I did it, the air coming out was cold on my nose and fingers. Straight after, I remembered to keep the dream stable by rubbing my hands together. I then asked myself if I should attempt to shoot an elemental ball out of my hand, but I said no and tried to change the dreamscape instead. Before I tried this, I looked behind me to see if the old guy was still on my back but luckily he wasn't. I also thought of walking through the forest, but it was dark inside although light outside of it. Finally I closed my eyes and began spinning around, imagining a large beatiful beach. When I half opened my eyes, I noticed I was in my bed. I could hear lot's of voices as if my room was populated. I found that I couldn't open my eyes very well, it seemed like they were sealed shut. I somehow managed to sit up and do the nose plug check again. It was cold, just like the first time.

I'm pretty sure the dream slipped into a non lucid after that check. This dream has topped the first and second. It was much longer, I think about 60-80 seconds. Almost a minute longer than the last 2. Also I managed to have some kind of control, I changed the dreamscape . Thanks for reading, I had fun typing this up!