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Original Date: 3/6/2011
Type: New - Lucid
Dream:

I was in my living room (not exact, but it was mine) and everything was so realistic, like no dream I have ever had (and mine are usually pretty vivid, yet a bit cloudy), so crisp. I suddenly thought about dreaming and how I might be, my body felt weird in the dream, like tingly and light. So I actually remembered to do an RC! (This has never happened to me!) So I did the one I like the most, I looked at my hands and counted my fingers. At first, there were 10, so I was going to stick my fingers through my hand, but decided to count again... and this time there were 11, my pinkie finger on my left hand had an extra finger!! So then I knew I was dreaming.... I was trying to get a handle on it, and stabilize myself, but I was so excited, I could feel myself sort of getting pulled in and out of the concentration of the dream. - Now for some reason, this is the part of my dream that confused me. I went to the kitchen and decided to "roll out of my body" and rolled onto the floor (and I could hear my real body falling on the floor in the bedroom. I wanted to go look at my real body sleeping, but I got distracted with something else.) and then the last thing I remembered was going back into the living room, laying on the floor face down, and closing my eyes. I could then hear someone walking/stomping their feet and coming closer to me, I was terrified, and then (still with my eyes closed) I could feel them grabbing and pulling on the back bottom of my shirt, trying to yank me. I was really freakin scared at this, I had the urge to twist around and kick them away from me with my leg, but I was so scared that I woke up.

Feelings:
Excitement, experimental, memory, fear, scared

Objective Context:
A week ago I was reading "School of Out of Body Travel - 1 A Practical Guidebook" and wasn't really having success and was busy throughout the week, so I stopped my attempts. I have also been getting into the habit of doing RCs all throughout the day, usually counting my fingers and sticking them through my hands.

Dream #1: I was with two hardened criminals. We were in a wide entry hall past the first set of double doors. One of them I took to be some sort of mastermind. He was showing us a device that beamed intense light into multiple security cameras at once. It also had a motion tracking gun to fire on anyone who interfered.

I got the impression we had rehearsed this particular heist a few times. When we were finally set up for the real thing, straight away a guard entered the hall through a side door and the auto-tracking gun shot him in the head, killing him instantly. An alarm sounded. I said "Does your machine have a way to deal with this alarm?"

He said "No. Run." I could hear sirens in the distance as we fled the scene into the city streets. Plenty of people were noticing us as it was just before dark. The city was unfamiliar. The "mastermind" told us to dump our top layer of clothes as we entered an alley way. We each did. I noticed we were wearing a lot of stripes and scarfs.

We made our way up a fire escape and I could hear and see police lights bouncing on building walls nearby. I felt intensely stressed out. I started questioning in my mind how I allowed myself to become involved in such a terrible scheme. I thought, "Maybe this is dream?"

My partners in crime were starting to get far ahead of me by roof top. I was thinking, "If this a dream, I should just jump off this building..." I hesitated. It was a good 10-story drop. I stood on top of a metal ventilation box to launch off from. Again I paused. Then decided, may as well! And I jumped...

Immediately I sailed into the air unaffected by gravity. I was extremely relieved at first, then excited to be lucid again. I glided around the city for a while looking for what I might do next. I spotted a power plant out of the downtown area and in a rural suburb with plenty of woods nearby.

As I went to land, I noticed there was a mass of power lines blocking me. I grabbed a hold of one with each hand and had the thought, "This might electrocute me." But nothing happened. So I decided to try something. I glided around the power plant collecting as many lines as I could hold. I had dozens when I landed. I proceeded to coil them up into a braided strand by tossing them out, like one unwinds a garden hose.

Once they were thick and intertwined, I looked around at the houses in the area. None had lights on. I held my right hand up the spit ends to send power to all the houses using my right hand. A huge burst of electricity emitted from my right hand. (Straight up dark side of the force.) I was thrilled at the raw power and visual quality of this effect. I looked around at the houses. Still they had no lights on. I did it again with more intensity. Again, a massive burst of fantastic electricity arched from my right hand into the power lines. I looked up again, and all the houses were light up now. --Then I woke up.


Dream #2: (I believe this dream started almost instantly when I fell back to sleep.) I was going to pick up my girlfriend from a party. I believe I was running, but at car like speeds. When I arrived at the party I was winded and the cops were there doing sobriety checks.

I told them, "Hey, I just arrived." The lady cop said, "Yeah but did you drive sober?" I remember feeling unsure. My GF emerged from within the house and told me she was ready to leave. We were on foot so the cops let us go on the spot. We walked to a coffee shop I have never seen before. There was a good number of people sitting around. I went in for a kiss, and she said "Hey, not in public!"

My lucidity from the last dream suddenly returned. I said "Oh these people are dead." -And with that, pointed my hands and fingers outward around me. No visual electricity emerged, but everyone was struck, there blood splattered against the walls, and they slumped over dead. -My girlfriend was horrified by this display.

I said "Don't worry." And repeated the same action again. The death was reversed and everyone came back to life astonished, laughing, and looking at me intently. I told them, "Leave us alone now, go tell everyone you died and were resurrected better people than you were before." They were delighted. Formed a single file line, and left the coffee shop. I leaned over and kissed my girlfriend. --Then I woke up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

Good morning! I just had one of the most memorable nights of my life. I had a terrible nightmare, which affected all other dreams. Luckily it was only a dream. The other dreams were kinda cool and even got lucid.

22.45: Sleep

05.30: R.I.P Felix
I'm out with a few guys in town. We're joking around and drinking alot. I take a piss at the curb with Henrik. He tells me about a forum in which his friend posted something. He shows me the post, it's very sad and sounds like a suicide letter.

Dream skips to the next day. I wake up. I get on facebook and check out what's going on. My friend Felix seems to be getting alot of posts for some reason and I check out his wall. Almost twenty people has liked his status, which is something about not being amongst us anymore. I realise he's dead. He killed himself last night his twin brother tells everyone. I'm horror struck, I feel like crying but I have to force the few tears to come. I must be in shock. I lock myself in my room in the house we grew up in. My aunt and her husband enters the room and I wonder where they have been. "We've been sick for weeks! As soon as one of us got better, the other one just gave the disease back" she tells me with a smile.

She's alot thinner now than before I notice. "What kind of disease was it?" I ask. "Oh just stomach flu". I hate that disease with all of my heart and I cover my mouth up. "Get away from me!" I yell and begin to sob again. I run out of the house into the rain. I sit down behind a pool covered in plastic and hold my head for a while. It hurts. After a minute or so I decide to get up and walk back in. I remember my mom telling me something. "For every smile you make, you get points". I force a smile on my face, she only wants what's best for me. My mom greets me in the living room. She starts talking about pyjamas and how we could dress up in those and run around and rescue people like super heroes. I smile again. What's wrong with me? Why can't I just deal with it and move on? It's like I've become retarded.

Dream skips. I'm out talking a walk to clear my mind. Suddenly my cellphone rings and I pick it up. "Felix cell". No way! He's dead! Or was it some tasteless joke?. I pick up. "Hello?". "Hey man, it's Felix". I am relieved to the point of tears. "I am dead, I'm calling from the other side". What the fuck? "It was all a stupid mistake, a drunken mistake" he tells me. I begin to cry. This time the tears come for real. "You guys will have to be there when they divide my stuff up, heh, my sister has already packed twenty one bags". Apparently they were going to move after what had happened. I cry even more, my whole body shakes and I'm crying out loud.

05.30: WBTB 15 minutes

06.30: Fragment
*I'm at the local pub. A few old classmates are there with me and I ask for a beer. "You can lend one" one of them tells me. "Yeah I know, I already owe you a beer from last time, my memory is pretty good" I tell him and accept the can of beer. I take a sip. "You know, my friend killed himself last night" I tell them. Everyone's quiet. "Felix... dead" I say. People don't know how to react. "Not a very fun fact, but I thought you should know incase you're wondering why I'm acting strange".

06.30: Bright lucid MILD
I'm in the back of a full bus. We take a left turn and I realise I'm dreaming. I want to get off the bus to have some fun. I push the button and I imagine the busdriver pulling the bus over at the curb. It stops and I grab a girl's breast before getting out. Perhaps she will follow and we can have some dreamsex?. The doors close and the bus takes off. I look around and it's a warm, very bright summer day. I seem to be in the middle of an intersection between two huge fields. I rub my hands to make the dream more vivid. A car goes past me. What to do? I look at the car which has almost disappeared around the corner.

I lift my hand up and the car goes up with it. I make a small pushing motion and the car flies off into the distant. Two more cars appear and I lift them up as they reach me. I shoot them out into space using both my hands, going in two different directions. Sweet, sweet power! I feel like doing something crazy. I take off all my clothes and stand there butt naked. I start peeing on the street. I hope with all my heart that my bladder isn't really emptying itself. A whole bunch of cars shows up. I count six of them as they close up, all volvo's. Time to practice multiple control! I manage to lift five of them up, but drop one. I hold the other four ten meters above ground, and I make them spin around eachother.

I release them at the same time and watch as they all crash in all directions. It's quite amazing how realistic it all looks when you don't interfere I think as one car crashes into a tree and slams into the ground, glass and debris going in all directions. I rub my hands again and turn around toward the third road. Suddenly my face feels funny, like I'm having a stroke. I can't move my mouth and my head feels heavy. Oh shit, gotta stabilize! I rub my hands and focus on the ground. "Stabilize!" I yell and begin to sing some random song. I refuse to let the dream go and soon I can stand up again. Sweet, I stabilized it. What else to do? I feel like flying. I run and jump, and it's like I've got a broken rocketpack on my back. I smack into the ground first and tumble around before I start to rise. I fly into the forest the car crashed into, I can feel pines prickling my face.

I start to feel my body and I'm moving my fingers. I decide to DEILD and lie completely still. A few seconds later I hear a loud screeching sound and wind blowing in my ears. My arms (which I'm lying on) starts to cramp. My hands and fingers starts to curl up. I ignore it all and try to visualize a mountaintop. I soon lose focus. I can see Dr. House. "Visualize! Don't just think about it!" he yells at a patient. Cuddy starts talking in Spanish. "What does it mean?" House asks. A patient had said what she repeated. "It's about their deathgod, he cursed himself" Great idea for an episode don't you think? I wake up and write down my dreams. I realise this is my second lucid tonight. I can't seem to write properly. I wake up for real. Damn FA's!

08.00: Football
I'm watching some people playing American football. Apparently this is what the guy who killed himself did before he died. I spot the guy, a friend of Henrik. Everyone's got foam on their bodies for some reason. A whistle sounds and people are about to switch sides. I stay on the defending team and try to position the ball over the small plastic holder for punting. I can't get it right and struggle with it for a long time. Some random guy walks up to me and hands me a home-made rocket. "Just connect the wire to that thing" he tells me. I put a small electric wire into a socket and the rocket takes off. It goes straight towards a building and explodes just outside of a window. I spot a small ball of shockwave going towards us, it's like something almost invisible.

09.30: Demoted
I'm with some evil girlfriend. I mean really evil. I've been sick for the past few weeks, and she hasn't let me get on DV! I am finally allowed to though, and I log in. I have been demoted! I check the chatlogs and see that PercyLucid kicked me from the chat because I had somethign called: "Matebot" or something. Weird. I check the "DG Away" thread, and people had asked alot of questions about where I was. I start to write a DJ entry about where I was and why. Stupid evil girlfriend! I wonder why the hell I allow someone so small control me so much.

09.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I haven't cried like that in all my adult life. Fascinating what the mind can do huh? Oh well, I'm glad I had it, even though it was very emotional at the time, it was only a dream and an amazing experience. Nightmares always are! I refused to let the nightmare be the only thing I had during the night, and even though I usually don't get lucid more than once every weekend, I felt like I deserved to become lucid after what I've gone through.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Sunday 6th March 2011
I walked in to my mum's house only to find her sifting through a curtain of coats on the wall hooks. I asked her where she was going, but I can't quite remember where she said. But for some reason, I had the feeling that she wasn't coming back.

After she left, I decided to inspect the house. It was very unkempt. Empty bottles and wrappers littered the floor. On the arm of a chair I saw a little bulldog puppy resting there; it had an air of sadness around it.

I then took my investigation upstairs. What I found was quite upsetting. There were empty packets of dog food on the ground --as well as the very empty food bowls. I then saw two puppies that were so starving that they lay on their sides in exhaustion. Their bones protruded from their skin and fur. They obviously hadn't been fed for a long time.

I rummaged through the rubbish on the floor and found an unopened packet of puppy food. Rushing downstairs, I remembered that I should also feed the bulldog puppy, which was still perched on the arm of the chair in the livingroom. Everything was so still and quiet, it was eerie.

A thought then occurred to me that I should feed Sam [My step-dad's Labrador--who is actually alive and well!] But then I remembered that he was killed by my step-dad. Meanwhile, I had reached the kitchen and looked in the cupboards for a third bowl for the bulldog puppy. The room was so dilapidated; the cupboard doors detached from their hinges; washing left undone; rubbish bags still needing to be taken out.

I grabbed the bowl and headed back into the livingroom. [This is when I was woken up by my alarm.]

Time: Morning
Scene: Boarding School
Plot: Wrestling
So here in the morning I had an interesting dream. Me and my family were in the Theatre Room in my school, where there is a great stage.
We were sitting on first row, and a table with 3 judges (kinda like idol/x factor) were in the side.
Now the game begun. First 2 of my cousins and my uncle had to fight with the 3 judges and my other uncle and aunt.
Next up came my cousin (age 6), his father and his sister vs some unknown people.
Now came the last round, where my two cousins Christian and Martin had to fight. First they wanted me to come with them, but I said "I know no moves, and know not the rules!".
Then they went backstage without me, one man short, the judge then came over to me, and asked if I wasn't going to participate. I repeated "I know no moves, and know not the rules! Wouldn't it be better without me?" Then the speaker came "The three teachers are in their cells, but this young boy, is on a quest for knowledge, he knows no rules in this game, but he will soon learn!" And I knew that was the cue for me to get backstage and get in the game.
As he said the "teachers are in their cells", a lightning show made three silhouettes of cells show up on the wall with shadows of men behind them, you remember we were on my school .
Anyway, I went backstage where my cousins were awaiting, and as the bell rung we ran towards the stage, and saw our opponents. Before we started fighting however, I woke up.
By the way, there was no actual fighting in any of the rounds, my brain skipped those parts, and went straight to the next round, without proclaiming a winner.

In waking life yesterday I hiked a few miles near Kennesaw Mountain. My legs are shot. This made me dream a fragment about some kind of troopers. It was basically G.I. Joe guys; nothing really happened with them though.

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I was with a black lady. I never saw her face. I saw her ass. It had weird designs that didn't look that nice, but I wanted to touch her anyway.

I turned my face, not because I didn't want to see it, but some how this was to ask permission. As I brought my hand down slowly, she pulled my hand down and I squeezed her ass. I was happy.

I looked up and now she was on her back and she was Chinese, though again, I never saw her face. I saw her waste. My hand was in her hair.

The End

I seem to have pretty good luck in my dreams.

If any one has seen the new predator movie, don't read the first part. Anyway, here is my secound entry and i'm proud to say i'm good at useing dream powers. Now all I have to work on is controling the dream it's self.

This dream kept on reacurring three times before I got it right. I was falling out of the sky. I always have a diffrent body, but I was a girl(Again) with long burnett hair and glasses. My eyes stayed open, catching in the scenere. I was darting out of sky to a ocean and a tall cliff was near by. The wind pushed past me, the scenere not changing or moveing. This was my third time doing this!
A back pack was attacthed to me, to get a better look I went into third person point of view. It was the parechute from the predator movie."This is the third time and I don't whant to die." A voice said to me.
I looked over to see a white dog talking to me. Looking down, I saw the cliff and the ocean coming closer. In panick I push the red button on my chest.
Instead of a pareichute, a circular yellow life raft shot out of the button."How is this supposed to help!" I yelled.
Out of nowhere, I start to make a u-turn back up to the sky. The life raft was gone and also the dog. It felt strange to fly, the whole intire thing felt like a movie.
Three girls apered by my side, they were flying right beside my. We past over the cliff flying into to the sunset. It was like a crappy ending to any movie, but the sun got brighter untill I couldn't see
I was now exiting a bathroom. Looking around, I saw it was a mexican reastruant.
I slowly walk to this cashire, she was a elderly women. Near her was this young man, I assumed he was a waiter because he was wearing a clack suit with a red tie.
At the register their was a old pay phone.(I was still in a girl form, but with a diffrent look. I was seventeen with short brown hair and tan skin) I checked my cloths for any money, figureing out that I was wearing a red dress. Dress plus no pockets equals no money.
"If you want to use the phone my dear," She said to me."You got to work for it."
I thought that was a wired idea. It was my dream! In anger I walked out side to see that I was in a city. I didn't want to waste LD time and thought calling a dc to pick me up was a good idea. I wen't back in,"Fine." I said in defeat.
the room was almost in darkness, if it wasn't for some candels. Looking across the room I see a couple waiting for their food. I walk to the registure.
The Cashire turns to the male waiter. She winked and he came over to her with a empty tray. She noded her head and he looked at me. He had black spiky hair and white pale skin. His face grew in worry, but gave the cashire the tray.
Without saying a word he grabed his hat and jacket from a nearby coat rack. He exited the door, his shift was over.
As the door swung open I saw that it was dark outside. I needed to call someone to pick me up. I turn back to the cashiere, next to her was a tray of food.
I grabed it and wen't to the couple. I gave them their food and they said,"Thank you."
They started to eat forgetting about me. I turn around to see darkness, my eyes were shut.
They flickered open and I saw my room. I was now awake.
That was really wired. I will never foreget this dream event. I flew and made some DC friends. It was strange, the waiter seemed so familiar. I will look for him and dream signs tonight if I become lucid.

Last nights dream is another lengthy dream/nightmare.

Dream #1
First I was dreaming that I was roaming around the neighborhood, my neighborhood at night. I was walking on the side walk when I saw my mothers truck so I hid somewhere and she left. I kept walking around the block and kept this up for a little while before she finally found me and stopped me and told me she was pissed. She really did have a stressed out look on her face. So I went back home and some Cetus was growing quiet fast and I had to avoid it on the side walk.

Me and her then went to this casino she told me to get my remaining cash from this one game. It was a small casino not very large at all, maybe the size of a pool table bar. She was sitting down at a small table still smoking, I don't smoke even in dreams. I think my brother comes and we have a good time then that's all for this part.

Dream #2 Warning: Not for the faint of heart.
I will be honest I don't know how I got into this huge warehouse. This dream was horrible because it involved this machine that had kids that where all asleep with some leashes around there necks hanging. They where all alive because the machine would slam them ageist a small wall like thing so they wake up. The only real way I can describe this machine its like something off of Saw. The kids had to kick a button just right on there thing to get out and it drops them on the floor. All of them figured it out and they where Ok but things started to get really strange. The guy that plays the manager off the Suit life of Zack and Cody was in his business cloths and pushed something on accent that causes everyone to be forced on this convener belt and pulled along slowly.

I was watching this all from the 3rd person view like a show, I had no body during this time. I was also kind of wondering why the hell didn't they just get off that belt. It wasn't moving fast at all, in fact they all looked like they where acting. Keep in mind I am NOT lucid.

All of a sudden they where surrounded by walls and at the end of the little hallways there was this spinning blade thingy.

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That little picture above is the only way I can describe it. They all spin inward towards the middle, I have never seen such a sick device in my life. The older kids where screaming to be let out trying to hold on to the walls trying to not get pulled in. There was this one kid who succeeds in rescuing the kids. There was some saw like trap he had to get through to save them, for my sanity I much prefer not to describe it. He was a little hurt but is OK

Conclusion

This was a horrible nightmare and even after the kids where rescued things still went on but I prefer to not to talk about them. I wish i could of became lucid and rescued them all. It was like watching a horror film, only one that you cannot turn off or look away from. What a night.

Ok I just typed up like half my dream but it's gone so I'm cutting out the non-lucid beginning because nothing much happens anyway.

Awake Non-Lucid Semi-Lucid Lucid

I glance around my room. Now that I think about it... Everything here seems odd. Not normal at all.. Could I be dreaming?

I RC and find that I am. As always, I do a few more to be certain. I run out to the front of my house.

I'm a little stunned at what I see. My neighborhood estate is gone, and in it's place it a sprawling city, like the ones in fantasy books. The buildings are in shades of cream and orange, and their structures are narrow and tall. They reach multiple levels, and arched bridges link them to one another. In the middle is the tallest -and narrowist- of the buildings. It's like the one in Oblivion's Imperial City, exept the other buildings are taller and not all the same height.



In fact... I've been here before! I remember it now. It was in another dream, although I stuck to jumping around the lower levels instead of going to the main Spire. That's what this city is called, the City of Spires. I look at the main Spire... Is there something up there!

But then I remember Asher. I'm starting to doubt him now. Is he just a piece of my imagination, something I unconsciously conjured up, or is he really my DG and therefore part of my dreams? I shout his name, looking around.

Nothing. I jump, flying towards the top of a building to get a better view. I can't see him anywhere. The top spire maybe? Then I remember something else. This city changes too. I've also seen the buildings black, and the sky red. The buildings were more like spikes jutting from the ground, and the world was flat. You could literally fall off the end.

But no time to think about that now, I have a certain boy to find. I fly up to the top of the main spire. There's a person there, in a heavy metal armour. I'm about to ask him if he knows who/where Asher is, when he morphs into a mirror. For a second I'm afraid, I don't like mirrors in dreams. But all it shows is my reflection. My hair is shorter, but that's it.

I step into the mirror. It takes me to a low-lit corridor. At the end of the corridor I can see someone. A figure with dark hair, tall, wearing black. Asher? I run forwards, reaching the end of the corridor at an impossible speed. But the figure is gone. I can feel myself frowning unhappily.

Some people walk up to me. There's three female teens, and two males. There's also a man and a woman, who I assume is their parents.

The mother gives me a kind smile. "Looking for someone dear?" She asks. The teenagers wander off down the corridor.

"Yes. Do you know who Asher is and where I can find him?" I ask hopefully. Maybe they know him. Wait what? That's a stupid thing to think. They're just DC's.

But they don't feel like DC's. They seem different. Real somehow.

The woman nods. "Yes, I know Asher. Tell me dear, do you belong in the Dreamworld or the Wakingworld?" She waits patiently as my thoughts go a little crazy. This is just a dream. This is just a dream. This is just a dream. So why do I feel like she's alive?

"What?" She's confused me. She takes my arm, and leads me down to the corridor, into a cozy looking living room. The teenagers are lounging around on various sofas, eating and talking quietly.

The woman looks right into my eyes. "Do you live in the Dreamworld, like us," She gestures around her. "Or the Wakingworld."

"...The... Wakingworld?" I say. Well, I am currently in my bed sleeping. God this dream is so weird.

"You look confused dear, there is something that you do not understand."

I nod. "You're just so.... I dunno... You're not like normal DCs." I look around at the teenagers. They watch me, but act so normal, saying nothing.

The woman sits down across from me, giving me a warm smile. "How do you know Asher?"

I explain that he comes into my dreams sometimes, usually when I'm in trouble. I also explain how I'm not sure if he's there just because I expect him to be now. I don't know why I'm telling this to a DC, a roomful of them, but I've heard of people interviewing DC's.

"Yes..." She says, settling back. Her face grows dreamy, like she's remembering something from long ago. "I knew someone like that once. He was from the Wakingworld, and would visit me occasionally." I grow even more stunned. Maybe she's talking about a lucid dreamer. "But... When I turned seventeen, he stopped visiting me." She frowns sadly "I don't know why."

"Oh..." I don't really know what to make of this. But I do feel sympathetic.

"Maybe you have limited time with Asher too."

36 hours pops into my head. No. Just because that happened to her doesn't mean that happened to me.

I notice one of the girls staring at me. She's blonde, I recognise her. The mother gets up and goes through to a kitchen. Wait a minute...

It's Katie. Someone else I see in my dreams. She tries to hurt me, sabotage me. She gives me a cold look. If Katie is that womans daughter, isn't Katie Asher's sister? I look around at the others. Is this his family?

This dream is making me question DCs. I repeat to myself several times in my head what's happened so I can recall it later. I glare at Katie.My lucidity fades a bit. The woman comes in and hands me a plate of sausages. I whisper to her that Katie is evil. The woman's face displays nothing, but I know that she's thinking about it. I take a bite of sausage, looking around at the rest of the family. The two boys look like the youngest, and twins. Another of the girls are blonde, but she looks like the oldest. The other girl has long black hair, and introduces herself to me as Paula.

I lose the rest of my lucidity, and we sit around a table. Everyone has sheets of paper, and seem to be working on something. I look down at my own sheet, and find it's got numbers and writing halfway down it. The others seem as though they've been trained to do whatever it is we're doing. The father mentions an ancient system.

Let's just say that this dream confused the hell out of me. The DC's weren't stupid, they felt very, very real and intelligent. They seemed as though they knew exactly what was going on.

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March 4, 2011
These are nonlucid highly symbolic dreams. I have these every now and then and everything is logically strange but symbolically it all makes sense. This “sense” has to be wrung out of it usually over several days of pondering.

Dream 1: TSA
I am shopping with my mom in what may be an airport and we go into different convenience stores. The TSA is there at the back of the store.

Dream 2: Front Yard
Dialog will be red
I am in my front yard and the air is fresh and new like a spring morning yet it also feels like a dream place feeling of those things, feelings I am used to. Looking at the yard I see a red something on the lawn and go to check it out and it is a little red book titled Eden in gold letters. While walking across the lawn to my car my neighbor [who in RL never says much] says “here ya go!” as he holds out one of my plastic Japanese tea bottles. “Thanks” I say and start to walk off. Being more friendly than he ever is in RL he says cheerfully, “pay it forward” as if this is like saying ‘see you later.’ I say “K” and he replies “or sleep with a fatty…” ‘WTF, what did he just say?’ I thought about this to such an extent I woke up!

A ton of kids from my high school were at some sort of playground at night. I was behind the main structure with my sister. I say "I think I'm going to kiss (the girl i like) tonight." She says "Ok i'll arrange a meeting" And runs off around the jungle gym. I run after her through the groups of people calling "wait!" She doesn't acknowledge me. My sister tells her "(He/me) wants to meet you on the bridge at 3:02 (A.M. i'm assuming since it was very dark out) This time happened to be "right now" in the dream. She and I walk from the front of the jungle gym and begin to climb ladders and stuff. It's unusally tall. We got to the top where theres a wooden bridge with lots of people. We walk across the bridge past some people. I think: "I can't kiss her with all these people around." At that point the semi-quiet darkness changes to loud music and strobe lights. We go back down the jungle gym and stand under it. Then the sun begins to rise and a slow song plays. No more strobe lights. I think: "Perfect." We don't take one step to slow dance before a girl i don't know buts in. And then we're all 3 holding hands. I get mad and stare at the floor. When i look up, neither of them is the girl I like. So I run around the jungle gym trying to find her. I pass countless girls. But I never find her. The dream ends.

What I found strange is that she never said a word. I also think its odd that I had to pass some girls only to not find her...

I'm on a game show. The category is "fruits." A little girl at my left ran up to the buzzer after saying "ooh I've got it!" She buzzed in and said "sprinkler." I proceeded to tell her that it had to be a fruit. The dream ends.

I was near the beach behind a wooden waist high fence. I climbed over it and saw many businessmen looking at me. I discovered that i was naked at that moment. We were all on some sort of deck with tables. I saw my brother's friend with someone else to my right. I walked over and spoke briefly with him. On this side, I had a good view of the beach where I saw my brother. I then thought "Oh gosh he's going to see me naked." Surprisingly, I didn't make any move to end the dream, hide, or cover myself. The dream ends.

Ok so I was walking away from these apartments with one of my friends. He mentioned how much his mom liked the apartments and stayed there whenever they go on trips. I laughed and was confused, because they do not live in an apartment. "Well just me and my dad go. She doesn't like to be alone in the house." I said: "Oh ok. I thought she would go stay there as a vacation." We laughed about this. During this period of time, I was not paying attention to where we were going. We arrived in a very dark neighborhood. There must have been a game going on. Many people from my old school were hiding. I waved at some of them, and announced that it was my birthday. (On this particular night, my birthday was in fact the next day) I think someone behind me asked "your brother's birthday?" I replied, "no, it's my birthday." The group of my old elementary school friends had informally gathered around. My friend aforementioned was mysteriously gone. Everyone was kind of milling around. I was wearing a black hoody and tan shorts. I tried not to look alone in the crowd. Somehow, we were now in a gym I assumed was our rival school. Coach asked us to run 3 easy laps. I think it was the coach from my school. I thought I was running very fast and very well, but when i rounded the last corner, everyone was waiting in line, and i was in last. The stretch seemed to be much longer than the others. The female gym teacher from my school started giving instructions, until many students proclaimed that I wasn't done yet. So they waited. All watching. For some reason I had to free run the corner of the bleachers. A blonde mom walked past me and dropped the F bomb in conversation. I went over to join the group. We were to spread out on the sideline and run fast across on command. We lined up and got ready to run. Some jocks jumped the gun and got laughed at. We ran across in some sort of ice skating manner. The door to my right was open to daylight. The dream ends.

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