memorable

I was laying on my couch and suddleny felt odd. Then a voice started talking to me. I dont remember what it said, but i remember knowing that I must be falling asleep an dreaming. I started talking and realized that I only needed to think it for the voice to hear me. I then got a wakeing up feeling. I got up but it was sluggish and i couldent open my eyes, I assumed I was still tired from the nap I took. I then wondered into my room and laid down on the floor to nap again. Mom then called telling me the computer was open to use. I then tried to get up and it was hard, I was very tired. Then I realized tha I must still be napping becuase I felt pressure on my neck. I thought mom actually called me. The dream ended.

I asked mom if the computer was open, she said no. I didnt bother to tell her why, becuase it would be more "proof" that lucid dreaming messes with your state of reallity.
The only reason I didnt know what was happening was becuase I wasnt trying to WILD. These things happen when I fall asleep on my back, I should try it out later. I call this an unknown WILD where you enter the dream state thinking you either didnt fall asleep or woke up from a nap.

13.06.2011

First Lucid Experience - I got to fly! (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Since I realized that I was dreaming I guess this is a DILD.

I was going through my morning routine with Drew (the hubby) and a friend of mine, Gour, was sleeping on the couch. Apparently, he snuck into the house through the unlocked front door and crashed there for the night. After we’d “woken up” Drew headed off for work and Gour followed me around the house. At one point, I’d put on a top but had no pants to wear in the room. He sort of leered at me and followed me to the laundry room where I couldn’t close the door because the doorframe was too wide. I had to pull the door towards the lock to make it close and, when it wouldn’t close (it didn’t matter because the door was transparent anyway) Gour and two of his girlfriends appeared and they stared at me, one of the girls doing the evil villain make-out thing to his ear.
I had enough. I was so uncomfortable with the situation that I just wanted to make sure it wasn’t really happenening. So I did two reality checks. The first one, I pinched my cheek. I have no idea, either. The other, I pinched my nose, I kept breathing through my closed nostrils and I said aloud “I’m dreaming!”
I felt my mind shudder with disbelief. The dream flashed and I felt myself waking up. Suddenly, the dream came back only now, the laundry room was empty, there was no door, there was no Gour. I felt like I had a ‘false awakening’ but I did another check and I was still dreaming. Out of curiosity, mostly just to see that I was really in control of my dream, I tried something easy. Summoning a dryer in the corner of the laundry room. I covered my view of the corner with my hand said “I want there to be a dryer there” and when I moved my hand, there it was, thudding onto the ground. I had a pair of pants in my hand now with a wet spot in the middle. I remember finding them while Gour was watching and I touched them with my hand, right on the wet spot and said “dry.”
I put my newly dried pants on and walked to the bedroom. The trip was instantaneous. I looked around at the wood paneling and said “this is ugly.” I looked around at the rest of the room and saw how remarkably clean it was. It was at this point I was rubbing my hands together to keep the dream stable. It worked.
I wanted new colors in my room so I just started saying things like “I want the walls to be Forest Green, now Red. That’s too bright. What about.. rosewood?” And the colors stopped changing when I was happy. I changed the ceiling and molding apricot, too. I was very happy with the result.
It was at this point I remember thinking “I wonder how fast time is moving in real life” and “I don’t want this to end.”
I stood at my curtains and said aloud “planets, stars, dark orange” because I wanted to have a beautiful sky in my dream world.
I walked through the closed, glass window, with the glass stretching over me like saran wrap and letting go with no strain on my part. I looked up and saw no planets, no orange but I did see a beautiful sky. It was light blue, vivid, and the clouds were small and scarce. There was no wind. Through the blue sky I could see stars though and I commented on the beauty. Not what I wanted but it was at least a beautiful sky.
I teleported back into my computer room but I wasn’t sure I was still dreaming. The dream felt so real that I reached out and touched my fish tank and it actually felt like it was there. I pinched my nose again and continued breathing. I remembered that I was dreaming and walked outside through the window. This time, I wanted to fly. I rubbed my hands together to keep it stable, I ended up in the entranceway and put on my shoes, walked outside, took a deep breath and jumped. I kept thinking to myself “I won’t be able to do it.” But, as I soared higher and higher, I kept thinking to myself “I’m going to fly. For the first time, I’m going to fly.”
And I did. Flying over the lowest clouds, I saw my dream island. For some reason, I could just feel in my gut that it was mine. I flew down and on my way to the shore that came before the island (it was round and around it was a heart shape. I couldn’t tell whether it was reef or boats or other, smaller islands.)
I floated down, letting my feet touch the ground only once and I flew by Arnold Schwarzenegger who was repairing a car. I made an “I’ll be back” joke and we talked smack about Reb Brown. But I wanted to see what was up with the island so I flew down to the shore, rubbing my hands. I kept doing my reality checks and, on my way to one of the side islands, I felt the dream fading. I desperately kept rubbing my hands to keep it from fading but it was already nearly gone. I closed my eyes and focused on my hands. And when that didn’t work, I tried to open my eyes but couldn’t. I still recognized that I was in a dream and tried looking through my closed eyes (which is a recurring theme in my dreams, even since I was a child) and it worked! But the world around me was already beginning to turn a light grey. I saw the island I was trying to reach fade into the grey, I no longer had a body and I woke up.

Tonight I dreamt that I made 2 rings around the Earth, much like the one on Saturn, except these were made of water. The water rings went into orbit and looked pretty from my backyard where I was looking at them. My father was mowing the lawn and somehow hit one of the water rings, so they both came splashing down upon us. It was the most beautiful thing.
My father then called me to come see something. I looked in his direction and saw hundreds of swans flying. I walked over to him to get a closer look. One big swan landed in front of us. Following her, was about 50 small swan chicks. I wanted to take a picture with my iPod, but it took half a war to start it up and it was acting strange. The swans flew off and I woke up.

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June 12, 2011

My dreams can be pretty trippy but this one is especially out there.

Key:
My words in blue
{telepathy in these brackets}

There was a lot of chaotic dream elements and I was learning how to accept and incorporate my lucidity into such crazy dream scenarios. I let go of any preconceived notions of what things should be and sort of plugged my consciousness into the dream with no judgments. Places came and went DC's did the same or entirely changed, it was a lot of fun.

Then there was a vacant lot with puddles and junk in it. Then I am hopping over the fence then the puddles and junk. At the end of the yard there is a 2 story building that is covered in tan stucco. I walk to the building and there was in the middle of the cement patio a "wall of perception change" which looks like when extreme heat ripples the air but if you walk through it the scenery and time will change drastically, of course I had to walk through it. I have seen these rarely and they are always associated with high lucidity and intellectual heady events.

On the other side of the wall is a room in ancient home made out of mud brick. My lucidity increases, I can feel myself becoming more lucid to take all this in. Everyone standing around is dressed like ancient Aztecs! I ask myself {what is this place} and get two answers back. Again this is not the first time I have had this happen. In all instances I got back a telepathic answer and an auditory answer. This time the telepathic answer was "Azteca" but I heard the word "Uzbekistan". Unfortunately this time I disregarded the telepathic and kept the spoken word but at least there were no repercussions because of this.

The people were all smaller than me, very thin (bony really), and some of the men had spears, clubs, feathers, and ornamental war clothing on, I could tell there was something special going on. That's when I realized the 3 dead people in tied into hammock-like baskets and they were all wrapped in brightly colored blankets head to toe. I could feel everyone was on their best behavior and I wished I could help. They head warrior(?) there motioned for me to go to the dead so I did. A woman held before me rose like flowers on a platter and I picked a flower off and with a string attached 2 of them to each persons hammock/basket just above their heads.

"I hope I did that right"

Then I saw as if it was another room, in that room, and the dead were standing their spiritually with other ancestors standing chatting about things at their sides.

I looked at them and asked, "Did I do that {right}?"

Even though I asked it partially in telepathy one of them looked at me smiled and nodded in approval. I was very relieved.

Then the room went back to the wake(?). I saw behind each one of the dead was a sort of trellis made of two long tree saplings and tree vines woven in between the long sticks, in which each person's personal items that showed what they had accomplished in life, were hung with string. I realized everyone here knew these people and I started to feel out of place and then woke up.


Scrolling through tons of pictures this is almost exactly what I saw. No big head or body adornments and this guy looks like he could be one of them and who knows maybe he is.

Normal Dream

I was getting ready, I had a black tux on with a red tie. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought to myself that I looked pretty good today. I was heading to a huge upscale dance party in a huge hotel. I walked in and it was packed, at least 500 people there. But it was a huge place it felt like I was a millionaire at convention or something. I walked around for a while and saw a few people I knew, I saw my X girlfriend walk in. Her name was Amber and for some reason I felt really bad for breaking up with her, I walked towards her she was with her new boy friend. We looked each other in the eyes from about 20 feet away and I could tell she wasn't happy. I walked straight to her without saying anything and just gave her a huge hug, and I said I'm sorry for doing that to you. It was a very emotional hug one I've never experienced before. It was like you were giving a comforting hug to a friend that had just lost a family member. I then walked away and got on with the party, first I needed to go to the bathroom. The urinals were flooding over and there was a teacher or coach from my high school years in there. When I left the bathroom I randomly started crying no one seemed to notice but I wasn't happy with what I was doing in my life and how things were going. Eventually people I knew started coming in, mostly people from work. I chatted with a few of them, I don't really remember what I said.

(There is a "trigger warning" on the content of this dream.)


I am an archeology student working in a museum in Montreal. I have volunteered to document and study items that are in the backrooms of the museum's storage areas. All of the items had been ignored or forgotten about because no previous archeologists thought they were important. The civilizations or cultures and time frame the artifacts come from are unknown and it is my job to find out when and where they came from. The items I found and set aside to look at include various peices of ancient looking jewelry, a few peices of pottery and a roughly triangular peice of metalwork that features some sort bird with its wings spead out and the bird's head facing to the right. The outline of the bird and the outer edge of the peice is orange while the background is a deep blue. I give this item the name of the "Eagle Crest."

I tell my department head (Professor Alberts) about the items and he doesn't seem interested at first but says that I can continue my investigations as long as they do not interfere with my other student studies in the museum. One night, after closing time, I am working on a thesis on a computer in one of the museum offices and suddenly a bunch of screens and files start popping up at random and I cannot close them. The files that are appearing are refering to some of the items I found and disclosed to Prof. Alberts and when the files start being downloaded to an outside source I finally realize that the computer is being hacked and I turn it off.

The next day I tell Prof. Alberts what happened and he tells me to put the items in his office where they will be safe, which I do, except for the Eagle Crest, which I had on my desk, because I wanted to study it that night. When night comes, after everyone has gone home, the museum is broken into and the box of artifacts I had set aside to study was stolen from Prof. Alberts's office, except for the crest which was in my desk in another part of the museum. The buglars stole nothing else and seemed to beeline only for that box of artifacts and this made me think that they knew exactly what they were looking for and knew where to find it. Suspecting an inside job, I do not tell Prof. Alberts that I still have the Eagle Crest and instead I hide it in one of the unorganized and unused storerooms filled with undocumented artifacts, knowing that no one will find it there. I am also worried that if I come forward that I did not put the crest where it was supposed to go the night of the robbery, that people will think I had something to do with the robbery itself or knew about it in some way.

Later I am in my apartment thinking about the crest and the robbery and the nagging feeling that the two are related somehow. It is early in the morning because I have not been able to sleep and I am in my night clothes with are nothing more than an orange tank top and blue panties. I am so deep in thought that I do not hear someone enter my apartment until that person opens my bedroom door. It is a tall, thin, blond man, wearing glasses and dressed in a black suit. He is holding a handgun and demands that I get dressed and come with him. I am freaked out that someone is in my apartment but also angry and embarassed that I am walked in on when wearing so little clothing. I demand that he turn around so I can change but he says no and watched me with no expression as I get dressed. I ask him who he is and where we are going but he ignores me and says that I need my identifaction and passport. I resist leaving my apartment but the man says that I am in danger if I stay and that he is taking me somewhere safe. I demand to know why I should trust him and he says that there are some gangsters on their way to kidnap me because they think I know the location of the Eagle Crest and that they will torture me to get the location of it. I ask the man how I am supposed to know if I can trust him or not but he ignores me again, grabs my arm and drags me downstairs to his car waiting behind the building. I know he has a gun so I don't want to piss him off and just obey.

As we are in his car and pulling out of the apartment complex driveway, a car pulls up to the front of the building and several large, burly looking men in dark suits and wearing sunglasses get out and start toward the apartment. One of them looks our way and they seem to recognize either me or the man I am with because he begins shouting and the other men begin running our way, pulling out guns and pointing them in our direction. The blond man speeds out of there and down the street as fast as he can, even as the gangsters start shooting in our direction. The blond man ignores the traffic lights and roadsigns and races through the streets at top speed but soon the dark car is behind us and we are followed all the way out of Montreal. We speed and weave through traffic and eventually seem to lose our pursuers. I ask my kidnapper where we are going and he says New York City. I begin crying because I am scared and the man says that I should not be afraid because none of this is my fault and that he is just trying to protect me. I say I still don't know if I can trust him or not, and he asks me to open the glove compartment which I do. Inside is a large silver coloured hand gun and he asks me to take it. I protest because I have never held a gun before, let alone use one, and he says that it is for my protection and that he will tell me how to use it.

Shortly after giving me instructions on how to use the gun and telling me to hide it in my bag, the blond man loses control of his car when we are rear ended by the dark car filled with gangsters that has suddenly caught up with us. The car skids out of control and comes to a stop in a ditch and before the blond man can reach for his own gun, several of the gangsters open fire through the driver's side window and he is struck several times. I am pulled kicking and screaming from the passenger side and dragged over to the gangster car and forced into the trunk. My bag is still hanging over my side and the gangsters do not search through it. It is hot and cramped in the trunk and we drive for a long time. I do not know how long but it is dark by the time the goons stop at a motel and finally let me out of the trunk. They let me go to the bathroom in the motel room and I lock myself in and cry for a while. Eventually they bash the door down and force me to come out. None of the gangsters talk to me at first, but one tries to get me to tell him the location of the Eagle Crest by saying that they will let me go immediately if I tell them where it is. I say that I don't know and that it was stolen when the museum I was interning at was broken into. This is the answer I give many time when they press the same question many times in different ways. Eventually they give up and let me fall asleep on one of the beds.

I wake up at some point in the night and without moving myself much to alert them to my wakened state I try to see were the goons are. Two are sleeping on chairs by the window and I cannot determine the location of the third, but the fourth is laying on the other motel bed with his pants pulled down and masterbating to a pornographic film playing on the television. I am using my bag as a pillow and I can feel the outline of the gun under my head, but I still lay motionless, fearful to alert the gangster who is still awake that I too am conscious. I close my eyes with the intention of waiting for the guy to fall asleep but just then the gangster that I could not locate comes out of the bathroom and jokes with the other guy that they should rape me while I am sleeping. The other guy thinks that is a great idea and rolls off of his bed and on top of me. I scream and struggle and try to reach for the gun but I am dragged out of its reach by the two goons who pull me to the end of the end and start ripping my clothes off of me. My screams awaken the other two gangsters and they fight off the would be rapists and remind them that I am not to be harmed until "the Boss" can speak to me.

The goons start arguing and even fistfighting and I am able to grab my bag and lunge at the door. One of the gangsters grabs my legs and pulls me to the floor, as the other three goons take no notice and continue fighting amounst themselves, and while the guy who has me struggles to hold my logs with both arms, my hands are free and I pull the gun out of my bag, unlock the safety and stoot the guy holding me squarely in the forehead. The other three gangsters stop fighting and stand stunned for a second as I scramble out of the dead man's grasp and for the door. The gangsters simutaneously reach for their steel and I am sure that I am dead when the motel room door is kicked in and a hail of machine gun bullets rips into the bodies of the remaining gangters and cuts them down where they stand.

I look up and see the blond haired man from before standing there holding two mini tommi guns, blood from his own gunshot wounds all over his shirt and a trickle of blood out of his mouth. He is backlit from headlights in the parking lot and looks enraged as he stands there and stares down the bloody corpses of my kidnappers. His expression softens when he sees that I am alright and I don't know how he survived being shot several times but he takes me away from there and we continue drivng down the highway - I assume to New York City, but I am not sure because I cannot remember anything more from this dream other than that the blond man reveals that Prof. Alberts organized both the robbery and my kidnapping and was "the Boss" behind the whole mess. He also revels what the Eagle Crest is and why it is important (it is magic or something?) but I cannot remember exactly what the details were now.

There was a dream that kept repeating so I thought I was dreaming because I thought that I just saw it. So there was this one guy who was supposed to run up the hill and kick my ass, but since I was lucid this time, he didn't. I threw a bag over his head and went ninja on his ass non-stop. But he still didn't die.

Lucidity: 7/10
Vividness 10/10
Length: ~5 Min.

I became lucid all of a sudden at the map Highrise from Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 without doing a reality check. So I started walking towards the building to my right and jumped on top of it, there was another 10 floors so I jumped on those as well. When I found a door so I could try to find my friend Javier's mental dream body and attempt to make him lucid, I held on to the door knob and said "When I open this door Javier will be behind it!" and attempted to open it, when I did, it just opened up into the next room. So then I closed the door and rubbed my hands together to increase the dream time. But then for some reason I started to walk away from the door and I walked up some stairs, thinking it was real life.

Note: Night of June 13/14, AFTER site crash, this is not a repost

Nondream - Lucid - Nonlucid

Just a little background info on my dreams in general.
My dreams aren't really vivid, at all.
Actually they're pretty blurry, and I usually have tunnel vision in them. Im still working on it,
and I still have alot of practice to do with my recall, just so you know.
Onto my FIRST Lucid Dream!

I wake up around 5am, which i usually do everynight, usually after a dream.
After waking up in the middle of the night, I almost always try a WILD(and it usually Never works)
Ive been doing this for every night since about a week ago, which is when I really started getting into lucid dreaming

I lie down on my back and try to WILD, I lie there for what seems like Forever.
But I continue hold the position, and try not to move through all of it.
I am a little uncomfortable.
I count my breaths, and I get all the way to 600, where I finally just give up.
I'm exhausted and just try to get back to sleep normally, which by the way is usually on my side.
But I do something a little different, I just start visualizing,
I keep visualizing, just letting my mind go crazy, letting it flow.
At first I just see blobs in my vision, but they get more and more realistic, and i start hearing the dream,
It takes over.

I'm in a pool, swimming with a bunch of friends, I didnt get a good enough look at them to find out who they were though.
The pool looks just like my highschools pool.
Im swimming across the center.. And I guess my shorts were just a little too big,
They start falling off while I swim, I can actually feel them falling off,
(I actually dont know if I entered the dream already lucid, or if This made me lucid.. So im not sure if it was some kind of visualization WILD or just a DILD)
Well either way, I am forsure lucid at this point!!
I think I actually yelled out

"Im Dreaming!!"

I dont actually remember how(darn recall), but now Im in my parents room.
I get that feeling that something else is in the room.
In the past, this feeling Always manages to scare me out of a dream, I always try to force myself out of it.
I start fading out of the dream, actually trying to wake up.
I do end up leaving the dream, I feel myself in my bed again.
Im so stupid, I've read tons of DJs, posts, threads, etc. on Dreamviews about overcoming this stuff.

Still not moving, I calm myself, and I manage to re-enter the dream(DEILD?)
I am in my parents room again, but I'm not scared this time, and im still lucid! Thank God.
So whats the first thing I do? FLY.
I find a window to jump out of, and sure enough, I go right through it!
Its a nice sunny day, I'm out on(or should i say above) my neighborhood street.
See, this is my first experience flying, I didnt really know how,
Just imagine someone swimming in a pool, but imagine that person two stories high above a street, thats me!
It was Amazing, I felt weightless, just floating, ofcourse i had to keep kicking my legs.

I fly for some distance and end up at some kind of construction plant.
Everything is rust colored.
There are a bunch of buildings and construction stuff everywhere.
I see this thing, it looks someone took pipes and just twisted them around, kindve in a square shape.
I remember about dream control.
I want to try and turn it into a black cube,
I put all on my focus on it and try to transform it, i try visualizing what it'll look like.
Instead of turning into a cube, it just grows, the pipes grow out more and form more intricate patterns, but its not a cube.
I try again, and it does the same thing.

Around here the dream fades, and i end up doing Another DEILD!(Not bad for my first lucid eh?)
I am now standing in my room, I really want to make the dream more vivid, I still have tunnel vision + its pretty blurry
Somehow Im now holding some kind of glasses(dont wear glasses in RL), I know them to be "Dream Glasses"
I put them on and for a second my vision become much more clearer!(I got this from a technique I read somewhere on the site)

Like a maniac, I again jump out of my window.
I fly for a little bit, and then I decide to try and teleport, I again didnt really know how,
I try putting my right hand right over my eyes and thinking about where I want to go.
I think, "Mall"

I open my eyes and sure enough Im at a mall,
And ofcourse it looks just like my local mall.
I look down at my hand, I have two index fingers.
My vision is again blurry, I try using the glasses again, I reach in my pocket and find them.
I put them on, but it doesnt help as much as the first time,
I try yelling for vividness, it works a little, but its still blurry.
Then try looking at the details of my hand,
At first I could see all of the details of my fingers very clearly, but as soon as i put my hand back down,
It is unfortunately, blurry(and still somewhat in tunnel vision)
But im used to it, all of my dreams are like this, so I dont see why it would suddenly change.

I walk around a little bit, I dont really see any people,
but then again I wasnt focusing at all on trying to find other people.
Instead I ran my hand along the wall, to try and stabilize the dream.
I could feel all the details of the wall along my fingers.

Around here, the dream just ends, and I'm back in my bed.
I again try not moving and try to enter another dream,
but it doesnt work this time, I dont feel any more dreams coming.
I woke up with a big smile knowing I finally went lucid, and immediately wrote down what I remembered,

If you count the DEILDS, Those were my First THREE Lucids!
(Only about 5/10 minutes in all, lol)

I had a dream about my next-door-neighbours, i was in their house, the bloke was shouting as if he was really angry at me for something then he stormed off and shut the door, ((they were in one room and i was in the next room)) There was a little triangular window in their door so i creapt up to it and peered through, i could see a wooden table and chairs and the bloke and his mrs were talking about something. The bloke was very very angry, i remember something about "breaking" ((not sure if i broke something or if they did)) The bloke kept shouting at me, i remember thinking he was going to kill me because of how mad he was.

Lucid dream

Ok so i woke up about 3 am, i kept my eyes closed and didn't move and i got the buzzing and slight twisting feel, anyway i woke up ((FA)) i thought "ahh never mind maybe i'll do it next time" i decided i'll go to the loo and get a drink, anyway i got out of bed and my hubby's hand tried to grab me i thought "thats weird, i thought he was fast asleep" anyway i thought nothing of it and walked to my door to reach the landing light and turn it on, i felt for the switch and "clicked" it and NO LIGHT!!! at that moment i thought "I must be dreaming" i thought "ok ill try the girls light and see if that works" so i leant across trying to reach their light but before i did i felt someones fingers tickle the top of my head and a scary noise at the same time like a "woohhh" sounds at that moment i thought "ohh god, this IS a dream" still a little un-nerved from the fingers that touched my head i panicked and rushed to the side of my bed, i looked at the floor and thought "i need a hole in the floor to teleport myself somewhere else, to a nice place" i watched waiting for something to appear but nothing ((i thought if i just thought about it it would happen)). Anyway i then made myself away from the bed, i walked towards the open wardrobe we have, my sight had gone a little fuzzy and blurred again now but i remembered from reading on here how to fix it so i rubbed my hands together and said "clarity now!" OMG it worked...my sight got alot clearer and it was like a light came from somewhere making it brighter and my vision was clearer yet still a little hazy. I then touched the bedroom wall ((i could actually feel the paper)) i remembered peeps on here have said to do that as it helps stabilise your dream, my vision got hazy again and i woke up but OMG I done it after about 2 years of trying, now i need to work on staying calm, the fingers on the head really freaked me out though LOL.

Being able to controll a dream and not having a horrific experience is so amazing, i have achieved this a few times but not many, the other lucids i have had i have not had much controll in them and i always have the bloody grimreaper out to get me LOL

Side note 1: This was the night before my english exam earlier today.
Side note 2: When I went to bed I tried using a FILD technique which didn't exactly work.
Side note 3: This dream was very vivid.

Tonight I dreamt that I arrived at my school 5 minutes before the exam started. But then I was on a bus. I got a call from my teacher reminding me that my exam was starting, so I was like "oh fuck oh shit", stood off the bus, and told my teacher that I was "taking a shit, it might take a while". I looked at my phone which said the clock was 10:35. I then looked at a bus plan to see that the next bus driving back to where my school is, would arrive at 10:35. Then I saw my parallel-class' teacher and a sensor. They asked "what are you doing here" but didn't wait for an answer. I drove with them back to my school, which the dream skipped.
When I arrived at my school, I had somehow lost my t-shirt. I really didn't mind, but apparantly people on the hallway found it amusing and laughed at me. I arrived at the exam 15 minutes late.

It was lunch time at school, I was washing my hands, and saw some money just as I was about to go and sit back down at my usual table. I picked up the money and went back to the table. The school was the same, but filled with different, unrecognisable people, apart from my table which had three people that I do know sitting at it. At the table was a person who I find irritating and annoying (not saying why), a good friend of mine, and sitting where I normally would is a girl who almost always appears in the dreams that I can remember. I sat down next to her and started acting like it was a normal day, and told them about the money that I found, she said something which made me realise it was a dream. I was confused at first, but decided that I should really continue the conversation until it ends, then my plan was to leave. As I was about to leave I woke up.

* This was lost in the crash, I'm just re-posting it. *

Zebrah gave me the urge to restart my dream journal and I just happened to have a long, amazing dream this morning. Here we go!

The setting looked very much like my high school, which was designed after a prison, as far as I know. So the cafeteria was in the center and there were four wings of classes extending from it, like wings of cells. There was a huge hole in the center of the second floor so you could see down into the cafeteria, or jump down if you felt like breaking your leg. In real life, there's bars and railing that go around the second floor but in my dream, that wasn't there, just a ring of large, painted cinder blocks at the edge. People in the dream were sitting on them and no one seemed worried about falling backwards and dropping 25ft.

Anyways, the beginning is a little foggy. I'm sure there's something there, but I mostly remember things really taking off at this point:

I was sitting on the cinder blocks with a girl in a large, white winter coat/trench coat. She looked a lot like me, now that I think about it. She also looked like this girl. Her face kind of varied between the two and I'm almost positive she was actually me and I was someone else hanging with her, but that comes in later.

So we're chatting it up, I'm telling her a story and she's listening pretty intently, but at some point, she starts looking around frantically, gets up and runs off. I glance at another friend nearby and we're both pretty confused, so we run off after her. When we catch up, it's clear she's having some kind of panic attack. We lead her back to where we were and she sits down again and I start firing questions. By now, I'm the other person so I'm going to refer to "my" actions as, "X [action]..." while her actions will be, "ShI/HIr/etc [action]...", okay (the I is to help you remember that she's actually me)? So I was actively playing X in the dream, but the girl was me.

Anyways, X says, "Are you okay? What happened? I was telling you a story and.. and you were doing that..." The gIrl had started looking around frantically again, but shI nodded as if listening, so X continued, "Are you freaking out because of all the people? What's going on?" There were more and more students/people gathering around on the cinder blocks and it seemed to make hIr panic attack worse, to the point that she was hyperventilating badly. X crouched down and got on their knees between the gIrl's legs. It was a pretty intimate moment but I don't recall it feeling sexual, more romantic in a platonic kind of way. X put their hands on hIr lap and said, "Hey. Look at me, just me. There's me and only me, just me. You're fine." ShI looked at X and held eye contact for a long time. Everyone in my/X's peripheral vision began turning red and the space behind the gIrl's head was turning black. We stared for a long time and eventually rested our foreheads together, still holding eye contact. ShI was obviously feeling much better as she embraced X, who was sort of rubbing/stroking hIr thighs but it was still mostly non-sexual, though the feeling of intimacy had certainly heightened. This went on for a very long time, just a loving embrace and a bit of friendly groping with nothing but the sound of breathing, I think X whispered something but I can't quite remember. This moment in the dream was saturated with very genuine happiness and I felt upset when it was over.

Now things get a little weird. The gIrl fell asleep against X but everyone assumed she died. It didn't seem to be a big deal though, like no one really cared. X cradled her and laid her down on the cinder blocks, which sort of reminded me of my dog, so for a few seconds, the gIrl was my dog. X gave her another hug but overall wasn't feeling very much remorse and no one else around seemed to notice what happened. A few minutes later, shI woke up/came back to life and ran towards this giant gash in the wall which led to a rocky tunnel, but X grabbed her, held her back and said, "You know you can't go in there!" The gIrl smiled and nodded and we/they sat on the cinder blocks again. X continued explaining, "There's.. sort of like.. another world in there. You know the robots from the movie iRobot? They're like that, very advanced, humanoid androids, but they were banished to that world. We can't go in there or we'll affect their way of living." The gIrl grinned and said something, X took note of how straight her teeth were. ShI ran off yet again and this time made it into the tunnel, so X and the friend from earlier flipped out and went after her.

I can finally get rid of the X/ShI/etc! Everything was back to normal now, the girl was a different person and I was just me again. So we came to the last corner of the tunnel and I was afraid to be the first one around it, so I turned and grabbed "orange" behind me (for a few seconds, we were colours. I was red, maybe, behind me was orange and behind them was blue) and pushed them to the front and they went right away. I followed quickly after because I was also afraid for them, that they would get hurt because of me not being the "leader".

We entered a room that was so white, you could hardly make out any dimension. There was a stream going through it and even that was such a light blue, it was nearly white. A blue MS paint styled salamander popped up and this was apparently the girl from earlier. It was missing a hand and wasn't animated and I couldn't even hear it, but I was under the impression it told us not to be in that world.

[some kind of transition]

Me, the girl, and a few other friends entered a grocery store very late at night. It was dimly lit and there were only a few people purchasing goods. I'm not sure what we were buying, I think it was pet food of some kind. Anyways, everyone in the store is kind of.. staring at us, like they know we're not from there and shouldn't be there. I heard some "wooing" behind me and turned around. This man in a suit carrying a leather bound book was walking funny and was slightly crouched, staring at me and yelling, "Woo! Woo! Wooo! Woooooo! Woo!" He kept staring at me and continued walking weird until he approached his desired aisle at which point he abruptly started walking in a very calm way with good posture. I whispered to the girl that this place was a little strange and we should probably leave soon. She nodded and we didn't even bother buying anything after seeing this one guy at the cash register. He stared at us with such disgust and anger, had vivid blond hair and looked kind of like a redneck from a beat up trailer park. Feeling pretty freaked out, we left.

It was only me and the girl now. We were walking down this alley outside the parking lot, which had a wooden fence on one side and a chain link fence on the other. I could barely make out a guy in the parking lot staring at us and was creeped out when he started making duck/bird noises. The chain link turned into a wooden fence and I somehow knew we'd be safe if he couldn't see us. So we're walking and she's way faster than me. I grabbed her sleeve and said, "I can't believe how fast you walk! I guess your strides are bigger than mine." We laughed and she said sorry as we came up to a corner in the alley. It led to a dead end/the back of a building. There was a street lamp in the corner and we both walked backwards to it and squished ourselves into it (the corner). I was slightly behind her but we were mostly beside each other, somehow able to totally relax without falling down. I could see a bed "growing" out of her side in my peripheral vision. I was staring ahead and wanted to put my head on her shoulder, but was nervous. I also wanted to put my arm around her, still too nervous. I said, "Are you comfortable?" After a few seconds of no response, I glanced up at her face and she was looking at me. She smiled and said, "Yeah." in a very warm tone.

1. It was the end of the summer, and I was going back to school. My cousin walked with me. To get there we went through this really pretty forest. The school year was going to start with our class going on a train ride and having class with snacks in the train. Everyone was supposed to bring a couch to sit on. Even though my cousin wasn't part of the class, I decided that he could tag along. We picked out a couch from several that were just sitting in the forest. It was royal blue, and the seat cushions were very light yellow. Pretty hideous. I picked up the left end, and my cousin picked up the other end, and we started carrying it to the train. We got to the train, which was sitting just outside the forest. The track went for a little ways where you could see it, but then it curved into a gorgeous canyon full of fruit trees. The non-forest place was lighter than the forest. The forest was like a night but with really bright moon and stars. The outside place was like a day but with a really weak sun that had very yellow light. Anyway, I told my cousin to put down the couch and I went into the train to scout it out and find a good spot. It was already really crowded, and the only spot to put a couch was right in the doorway. D was sitting on the left side of the couch that would be to our right, and I wanted to sit next to her, so I decided to orchestrate the couch placement so that I would end up next to her. The problem was, my cousin had the right side of the couch, which was the side that would be next to the left side of her couch. We picked up the couch, and I hurried forwards so that I would be the first one in the train door. Then, I maneuvered the couch so that it was backwards. That way, our left side aligned with her couch's left side. The downside of this was that our couch was looking at the wall so we wouldn't be able to see the professor, and also we would look weird. I wasn't too worried about that, though. I sat down on my side of the couch and sure enough, I was right next to D, only on a different couch. I expected my cousin to sit down on the other side of the couch, but I guess he didn't want to sit backwards, because he wandered off. I thought he would probably be able to find a seat somewhere else. The next thing I knew, I was on the right side of the couch. I kind of questioned how I had gotten there, and my mind said that the train had lurched forward and that I had slid. Someone got up to close the train door, but they left it a little open, and since my couch was facing the door, I could see a silver tree with pink leaves out the doorway. I looked around and saw Cassie to my left. I started telling her about some interesting tree I had seen in the forest, but she interrupted me and said, "We haven't seen each other in like three months!", the point being that I hadn't even said hi but had just launched into telling her a story. We both started laughing and hugged each other. Then she started rubbing her shoulder against me, like a cat. At first I thought this was weird, but then I decided that it was a reasonable thing to do, so I started rubbing my shoulder against her.


2. I am in the car with my family, pulling out of the driveway. My brother asks, "Where are we going again?" and I tell him, "We're going to California to eat, because that's where I picked for my birthday." My friend texts me, only my phone beeps differently than it does irl: sort of a short-long beep that's the same pitch both times, and the tone reminds me of the color blue. The text says, "Hey, happy birthday! We wanted to come over and make art with you, how does that sound?" My vision switches to him and Cassie putting glitter on masks. There are about six other people with them, but they are all wearing masks so I can't recognize them. I think, "aww, that's really sweet" but I tell him "Sorry, I'm going to California with my family, and I won't be back until tonight, so we can do it then." I don't text him or even call him to say this, I just say it out loud, but I know that he heard it.

this was my first real fantasy dream in a long time. I was in a small group and we were attacked by some orcs as we were trying to enter an old abandoned house. i used a short sword to attack and kill some of them. there was a woman spell user with us i think she may have been a love interest, i think she was an elf she had long blonde hair. she killed some of the orcs with a spell after we finished killing all of the orcs i went over to a spring next to the house to get some water to drink and cleanup with. I noticed that the spring had gold dust in the bottom of it i used a spell and i pulled gold nuggets out of the spring. Next thing i know i have a time warp forward and i am in the modern world , i am at the same house again but there is an Excavation going on and i am observing it. one of the people at the dig pulls out a small statue of the elven girl that was with my group and i remember feeling sad when i saw it