memorable

(An exerpt from some day mid 2009)

I was walking down a street at night time; it reminded me of an American suburb, which was glowing orange illuminated by the street lights. As I was casually walking looking around, I noticed a big pile of earth in the middle of one of the gardens part of what seemed to be a small excavation site. For whatever reason I became curious and I decided to go over and investigate. As I aproached, I noticed that there was something written in the pile of earth, as if someone had stuck their finger in the mud and scraped letters out.

Now, writing is one of my strongest dream triggers at the minute, so it's no surprise, to me anyway, that at this point I became fully lucid. I attempted to read the writing and without waking up (which I normally do), I succesfully found that it said "REFLECTION." I couldn't believe that I actually read an English word instead of staring at some jumbled up mix of letters and numbers. That was it; at this point now I have almost full conciousness and full awareness of my dream state. I instantly decided to go see what a reflection looks like in a dream, so I aproached one of the bay windows of a near by house and in the illumination of the street lights, I could see my self standing there. I waved and even said to my self "I can't believe the laws of physics are the same in a dream as they are in the real world!" That's how realistic this looked.

As I was standing there staring at my self, I heard music begin to play. So with the state of mind I was in, I decided to now investigate the music and see if the dream could replicate music from the real world correctly. I followed, and it was coming from the garage next door to the house I was standing out side of. As I walked in, I could see a small cassette player on the floor and playing was Future Shock (Blutonium Boy Mix), a track I have been listening to quite a lot lately. The warm up was identical, surprisingly identical, so I continued to listen to the music and as the tune began to kick off, out spurted a whole random mix of beeps, buzzes and other garbled sounds. At that point, the dream became too unstable and I woke up, which was dissapointing, as I would have liked to spend more time listening to the noises (if you could call it music).

Wow, last one, and the first one of this year. That went pretty quickly. (I didn't realize that I already had half of them typed up in various places.)

1/1/11

((Note: Each time I woke up, I unintentionally re-entered the same dream.))

1- Supernatural Part I
Something strange is going on with aliens. They are having a weird effect on blond people, causing them to have superhuman powers and giving them visions of the future. My mind instantly goes to a certain blond, the blondist person I've ever seen... I worry what effect this must be having on her, but I don't have time to search. My cousins have been affected as well; I am busy trying to interpret their prophecies and writing a note about the crazyness to my friend.

2- Supernatural Part II
A violent storm breaks out, another result of the incoming alien-induced apocalypse. I run to the front door, where my mother is watching in horror as a thick black cloud begins spawning tornadoes left and right. Instantly becoming lucid, I assure her, "Don't worry, it's just a dream." I hold out my hand and dispel each tornado as it comes my way. Very draining...

3- Supernatural Part IV
I have a vision of my own (even though I'm not blond ). In the vision, I see an army of angels transform before my eyes into a legion of demons. A voice declares that the Christians are following a lie, that the Legions of God are demons damned for eternity, that a destroyer shall come and end the great deceit. It also mentions a child, saying "her actions will be the catalyst."

12/19/10

In Night's Lair
I manage to get on the bad side of a dark King, and am suffering the consequences. Due to the influence of the King's creepy shadow creatures, my cat gets trampled by a mob of hysteric civilians. Fortunately, I manage to get them off of her with minimal damage.

She is, however, injured. From the looks of the way she's limping, I think her hip is broken. I tell my dad that we should get her to the vet immediately. She disagrees. First she points out that it's only her paw, not her hip, and that she can wait until I am out of danger. (I do not find it a bit odd that she's speaking; I seem to think that it's quite normal.) I don't have time to object, as I'm suddenly whisked away to the Null Chamber. (Obviously I play too much zOMG.)

A lot of people on my friend's list are there for some reason; one of them has screwed something up and gotten us all stuck. Somehow they all manage to teleport out, leaving me unable to do so. Hmph.

I don't fancy being stuck in the Null Chamber for the rest of my life, so I begin looking for an alternate means back out. Finally I find a secret door, which leads me into the Realm of Shadows; a place I definitely do not need to be in.

Sure enough, the King's shadow creatures are there, very aware of my presence. After a fairly short chase, they've got me cornered. I am perched atop some tall bookshelves, with nowhere to go. A very tall, very fat, very strong creepzoid approaches, smirking at me evilly. I had gotten him in trouble with the King towards the beginning of the dream; it is obvious he is about to get his revenge.

Then, out of nowhere, I am grabbed by the wrist and jerked into another dimension. I see, much to my surprise, that my rescuer is the Queen. (Though not MY Queen...) We are running up a staircase, our haste tinged with desperation. I realize that we are in the Castle. Couldn't she have brought me to a safer place than this???

She practically throws me into her private chambers and tells me that she'll be back as soon as she can. Then she shuts the door, and I am alone. I immediately begin searching for a hiding place. I see that she has a door to the Null Chamber in her closet; that will probably be my best bet if the King comes searching.

As I am crawling around, looking for other suitable hiding places, I see that I am being watched by one of the maids. How did she get in here without me noticing!? "Please," I say, but I can see the hunger in her eyes. She knows she will be rewarded greatly for alerting the King to my whereabouts.

She runs out of the room. I am now watching a cut scene of the Queen running frantically back to her room, trying to reach me before the King does. As I watch, I note true concern in her face and I wonder why she cares so much. I can hear the King's voice close behind her, saying that it's about time he got another queen.

Everyone bursts into the room all at once. There is no point in hiding; I will stand and fight honorably, even though the odds are stacked against me.

11/30/10

1- A New Level of Narcissism
I seem to be a different person than my RL self, in an alternate life. A guy around my age is with me, an old friend who obviously wants to be more than "just friends." I am discussing a problem that has recently developed.

About a week previous, I split into two separate people. There are now two halves of me, and we act exactly alike in every way except one: She seems to have inherited the devious side of me, while I contain the more inhibited side. I fear whatever evil she is planning. Although we have grown inappropriately fond of each other, I worry that she will eventually kill me in whatever endeavor she is pursuing.

As I am discussing these concerns with my friend, I have a flashback of the day the split occurred. I see myself lying in bed, gripping my grandmother's severed head while tendrils of dark energy seep from my eyes and mouth. Once it recedes, I see myself and my friend go off into the woods to bury the head.

At the end of the dream, my double is embracing me from behind. I have another brief flashback (but one that I choose not to share. ) I ask her if she intends to kill me. "Is that what you've been worried about?" she asks in a somewhat soothing voice. I realize that, while I don't trust her, she will most likely spare my life.

Wow... That's a new one.

10/22/10

1- Conspiracy
I am walking around the karate place, which seems to have been expanded into a store. For some reason, headphones are blaring Within Temptation songs into my ears. I think it's rude to wear headphones in public, so I'm trying to figure out why I'm doing so. Suddenly a man taps me on the shoulders. I take the headphones off, but I still hear the music (I have it playing in real life.) I struggle to hear his question.

"Can you show me where the flats are?" he asks. As if I work here... and what the heck are flats?

I look to the front desk, where Anna (the receptionist/secretary) is standing. Pointing to her, I say, "Anna would know better than I would." He walks off.

I see my Papa leading my brother into a long hallway with many doors. Curious, I secretly follow them. They stop in a room at the end of the hallway, but I can't get close enough to see without being noticed.

When I leave the hallway, I am now in my house. I find a hole in the wall that allows me to see into the room where my brother is. He is in a room with a bunch of sickly old men, all of whom are sleeping in recliners. Weird...

*lapse in memory, but I get knocked out somehow*

"Waking up" in my bed, I am determined to find out what is going on. I had overheard Papa telling my brother something rather disturbing, but it hadn't made sense. Apparently I had been attacked... but I'm having problems recollecting the situation.

I leave my room and ask my mom what's going on. She is evasive. My brother gives me a look and says, "I'll tell you later."

My mom suddenly gets angry and says,"There is nothing secret in this house!"

But there is. A winged bringer of death has been going around killing people, and I KNOW that it involves that secret hallway somehow.

There is a cut scene of my dream father getting attacked by this thing. I fear he is dead, but when I reach him, he spits up water and sits up. Alive. We find out that the death-bringer is someone that we had trusted, who had clearly betrayed us.

This man begins attacking us. Realizing I'm dreaming, I tell my dad to run. I can handle this.

He is easy enough to fight, especially using my awesome karate moves. Maybe this will help me get better in real life... But he calls reinforcements: several zombies, a goat demon, and some other creatures. I run inside and use the screen door as both a shield and a weapon, ramming it into the zombies and then kicking them down the porch steps. After I beat the final zombie off the porch, the goat demon exclaims, "You killed her!"

"Uh, she's a zombie."

He breaks into the house, so I run out, taking my chances with the other creatures. I fight them for a few minutes, but then a strange man wearing a backpack says he's going to open his pack, revealing "the truth." One of my allies tells me to run, so I take the advice. I don't get very far, however, before I feel someone grab ahold of my back. "Let go!" I shout. Then I realize The Truth. No longer am I running; instead, I'm GROWING out of the strange man's back, and I suddenly have spider-like legs coming out of my body.

I let out a bloodcurdling scream (even though I know I'm dreaming) and I end up having another false awakening.

This time I'm in a hospital, and the strange backpack man is standing over me with a video camera. "How would you like to be in my new reality show?" he asks me playfully.

I scowl at him. "I'd hate it. Almost as much as I hate you."

"Now, now, I'm sure you don't mean that." I hear a threat in his words. If I don't do what he says, I'll be growing out of his back again... The thought is not pleasant.

"Fine! What do you want me to do?"

He makes a fool out of me, telling me to do all sorts of stupid and random things, like making silly faces at the camera. I am furious, but I have no choice but to comply.

10/10/10

Staying in a hotel at Georgia... Great place to have some seriously disturbed dreams. :S

1- Sacrifice
I am performing a ritual that calls for the sacrifice of an animal. I buy a huge meat cleaver to get the job done, but then I can't go through with it. ((That's all I have written in my DJ, but it's definitely an abridged version. I remember accidentally killing a cat before I even got the knife, and some creepy person attacking me. I believe I used the meat cleaver to chop their hand off, but it's been several months, so the memory is very vague.))

2- More Neo-Nazis
I am stealing a book in a future where books are illegal, when the Nazis come to take me away. I quickly hide the book in my jacket.

They ship me off, but after a huge ordeal ((which I stupidly didn't write down)) I make an escape on horseback.

3- Torture
A CREEPY preview for some movie comes on tv:

A flash of a monster-woman, with a spider like face and arachnid jaws. A red-headed girl strapped to a table. "Just relax," the spider lady laughs. She drags her long, metallic claws down the girl's legs. Flashes of torture. The lady has huge garden shears that she uses to cut off the girl's fingers, one by one, while the girl cries over and over, "Mother forgive me, Mother forgive me, Mother forgive me!"

The clip ends, showing the name of the movie. We all stare at the screen in disturbed silence.

10/8/10

1-Hidden
I have the odd feeling that I am not alone; after a brief search, I find my friend Cheyenne hiding in my closet. She tells me that she's mad at someone in her family and doesn't want to go home. I decide to help her hide.

This proves to be quite the task, considering she seems to be drunk and refuses to stay hidden.

"How am I going to get you to school tomorrow without my mom finding out?"

"We can just explain everything to her in the morning," she decides. She sits down on my bed. "Promise you'll let me keep a marriage proposal ring?"

"Uh, sure... Who proposed to you?"

"My brother."

I am unable to hide my shock. "Um, I don't know about that..."

"Please?" She takes out a small plastic ring that says "BEST FRIEND" and smiles sadly. "He's in Heaven now." I am left with the disturbing image of a fetus dying in the womb before I wake up.

9/19/10

1- Evil Sophie
((First, an explanation. Sophie is another of my "alter ego" characters that I use for writing. No, I do not have dissociative identity disorder. ))

Sophie turns evil and wishes to join an order of evil magicians that we had read about in a book. She signs us up for a summer camp so she can kill some people. "Not my problem," I think, but upon arrival I realize that I will be the one to pay for her actions since she's using MY body. I forcibly regain control of my body and cast her out. She becomes a small white cat.

I pick her up and pet her, whispering things in her ear. "You look cute as a kitty," I giggle, and she bites my hand to express her annoyance. One of the camp girls asks if she can hold her. "No," I say, "this cat is rather unpleasant." As if to emphasize this, Sophie viciously bites my hand again.

I was going to attempt to pretend to be Sophie while at camp, but she had put HER age down, and no one is going to believe that I am 13. Instead I signed in as a late arrival and ended up sharing a cabin with a girl named Natalie. While I am asleep, Sophie takes on her human form and kills my poor roommate. I wake up shortly afterward. "Not my problem," I think once again, and have a brief conversation with Sophie as she is removing Natalie's bones from her body. Some of the things she is saying make me slightly uncomfortable, so I leave the room to have an early breakfast.

I am speaking to a boy named Roy (who Sophie intends to kill) about the language of the elves from Tolkien. Suddenly I realize that if I don't tell anyone that Sophie murdered Natalie, when I was clearly a witness, I will be considered and accomplice. Darn...

I tell the headmistress of the camp about Sophie's deeds. (In her human form, Sophie was a known camper, since she DID sign up.) Th lady doesn't seem very concerned, even when I tell her of Sophie's plans to kill Roy.

One of the other campers informs me that Sophie has put a "lunar microwave" (whatever that is) in the bathroom.

((Ahahaha! This dream is ironic, because Sophie is the LAST one of my characters I'd expect to turn evil. ))

9/13/10

1- The Split
A strange lady is after my alter ego... I get the notion that she's not entirely evil (as we share a somewhat humorous banter while she stalks us) but all the same she wants Madison dead. Somehow the two of us (Madison and I) end up splitting into two separate yet identical entities. Rather than kill us both, the lady tries to figure out which one is which. Until she does, the danger is over.

((Not very long, but I really enjoyed this dream.))

I was in a massive cathedral, which seemed to be a school. Just to make the picture better, I wouldn't be surprised if I saw Herry Potter!! I was there with my friend... I had the feeling, though couldn't see them around. (there were a lot of feelings of the situation and the setting, although I couldn't really assume it from the images I saw, just a feeling). My friends and I were very good students. Nevertheless, there were some teachers who didn't want us to do particularly well, because they believed if we were too smart we would have caused troubles and rebelled against the system. Then I opened a large, heavy wooden door held together with metal nails and plates... I saw a large dark room with several lines of old fashioned wooden school desks. There were loads of dusty huge books everywhere. I jumped into the room and under one of the desks. There was almost complete darkness, only some rays of light got through the dirty cathedral windows. I feel this was somewhere at the top of the cathedral.. massive attic spaces or so. I could hear someone walking around.. looking for me. I don't know why and who it was.. probably one of the teachers. As the steps got close to me, I grabbed something in the dark and threw it on the person. I think it was a pointer or such object... some stick for sure.

Then I was sitting in a class room, and old lady walked into the room. She was a teacher. She called me outside that she wants to show me something, but I knew she was a nice one. I felt like I had been called out very often. We walked down the staircase, and the lady was talking to me all the time. I cannot remember what about though. Then I asked her what she wanted to show me? We walked down the spiral staircase, and then she stopped by a small gothic shape window. She pointed on the window with her thin, wrinkly finger. So I came closer, had to go on my toes so be able to see. I guess that it was at this point when I realized how high we were and how enormous this building must have been. I saw the inside of the cathedral. Massive space of the inside, lit by the colorful light as the sunlight went through the mosaic of the windows. I was amazed. I think I saw some people waling downstairs... But it was so far I could not be sure. I remember thinking, its not surprising that people get influenced by religion when it presents itself in such a way! Then the teacher showed me a sculpture of a monkey.... And told me something about football....And an idiom that I didn't really understand, but its meaning was "not to get lazy when the thing are going well". After this, we walked back, up the stairs. I have tried to tell her that there is a Czech idiom of the same meaning "neusinat na vavrinech", meaning "not to fall asleep on your trophy".. I tried to explain it with using words "not to fall asleep on bay leafs" (this is interesting, I used bay leafs for cooking the previous night). Then I walked out on some balcony. It was a beautiful sunny day, with azure blues sky. I could see coast and an ocean, I remember to be able to smell the fresh ocean air.

.........................

I was in a coffee shop similar to Starbucks, or maybe it was. There were nice comfortable sofas everywhere and a long counter or a bar. I stood by the bar, resting my hands on it. I must have been thinking whether I was to stay by the bar, or I would sit down. Suddenly, I notice a Vietnamese man nest to me, sitting on a stool by the bar, resting his elbows on it. Then he pushes me away with his right elbow. I felt anger and fury rising in me. I looked at him with a cold look and asked: "Excuse me??" with my eyebrows raised up!
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(the following section was a mess of images)
I saw some guards or police arresting my neighbors in Czech. My parents got out somehow. One of the neighbors owns black horses. They are very skinny. Those neighbors were supposed to go to jail for 14 years each. They couldn't decide whether they go both together or one first and then the other.

Hours of sleep: 6h
Recall: 4/5
Vividness: 4/5

I'm standing on the bus station. The bus comes and I get in. I want to show my bus ticket, but I don't find it at its usual place in my wallet.
I'm sitting next to an DC. He reminds me of someone but can't recall his name. He starts speaking, but I hear music out of now where. I realize that I'm listening to my mp3 player. I take the ear plugs off, but then he stops speaking.
After a second or so, my bus stops and I get out. I'm in front of a basket hall I used to play. I get in, speak with a few guys. They ask me why I have back-ache. How the hell do they know? I thought that I mentioned it already
Me: I'm sitting through the day studying at university. And it makes me obvious sick!
I take my shoes of and take a new pair that I found in my backpack. I'm excited to play with the guys. I look around me, everything gets more bright and clear. I remind myself that I dream sometimes about basketball, although I don't play no more. So I just think:

Me: Next time you play basket, do a RC!

After this master-thought I play an amazing game and don't think about it anymore.

How stupid

I had this dream that I was talking to my friend Anna. There had been a whole dream before this but I do not remember it, but we were discussing something that had to do with the previous events. I thought to myself, "this doesn't make sense, I'm dreaming!"
I tried really hard to not get emotional or excited, but I guess I failed because seconds later I saw the inside of my eyelids.

The only thing is, there is a chance that this wasn't a real dream but rather a drowsy morning... thing. I kept being waken up and so it was finally time to get up so I was trying to remember my dreams from before and I kind of fell asleep again... I'm just afraid that this wasn't really a lucid dream but instead me imagining myself having a lucid if that makes any sense.

Anyways, I'm happy. I've been trying to have a lucid for a year (I'm a slow poke) and I'm finally getting closer to a lucid dream that actually lasts. Plus I remembered 5 non-lucid dreams last night!

Another +1 for apple juice!

* I think I am in some kind of game. I am in a complex of old abandoned buildings. I know that there are black and white soldiers around. They wear futuristic armour, similar to the iron man or star wars one. I am going up on an outside staircase circling around a concrete column. Suddenly there is one of those black soldiers. Somehow I know it's my friend "El". I start shooting at her. She falls on the ground. I pick her up and carry her up the staircase and put her down behind a corner. I take of the Armour or scaphander. She wakes up. I am thinking to myself, that they must have it somehow timed up that she wakes up at the right moment. (this last bit doesn't make sense, but this is the way I remember it).


* Wehave a New Year resolution that we are going to eat healthy. My friends and I meet up in our kitchen. There is"Mk" and "Rsh" and I. Mk brought three bags of salad. "Mar" is going to cook something. "Mk" wants to go to Tesco, but can't make his mind. He asks if I go too. I am thinking whether I need something as I know that when I go, I buy loads of stuff that I don't need.


* It seems that we are around TateModern or similar kind of building. There is supposed to be a big balcony with a garden or playground. However, we find here just a massive hole with some columns erected in the middle. Something is probably being built there.... ((then I'm talking nonsense about Mk and Mr, New Years resolutions and news :-D)


* I went skiing in my village. There were many skiing entertainments. There were snow dunes and. I jumped and spun on those. There was also big snow wall, as half U ramp. So I was jumping on it too, but towards the end, there was less and less snow to the point that I had to stop.I tried to sky though, but I couldn't. I had to walk.


* I was in some kind of psychology experiment. I had to get through a maze. I was playing against other people. It was taking place in a basement of some large and old building such as supermarket. My goal was to find documents and money, so I could get out from the maze. As I walked through I saw draws and wardrobes everywhere. The documents and money were supposed to be in one of them. I had to run and search for them. I found some in one of the wardrobes in an old blue, flannel jacket. It was a valet with various documents and money. However, there was no ID that I needed to get out from the maze. (there was a woman playing against metoo. I thought itwas my neighbour " "Kourilova". One farmer asked her whether she was pregnant. She got angry and told him not to ask her that ever again! I don't know where is this last bit coming from or what does it mean. Bizarre)


** this was an extraordinary colourful night. Looking forward to more of those.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I'm at university. The classes have just ended and I'm leaving the classroom, planning on going home.
I ponder about what to make for dinner as I walk down the hallway.
The hallway ends at some point and you have to go right into the next hallway in order to keep going.
As I look up I see the end of the hallway, the red wall which I see every time I leave the university, but this time, it is very different.
There is a message written on the red wall. It's written in white paint, as if someone had painted it with their fingers onto the wall.
It looks a bit sloppy yet elegant in some way:

"You are one of the chosen"

I immediately become fully lucid.
Someone wrote me this message a few days ago in waking life. I found it mysterious at the time,
but it appearing in my dreams must mean it had a stronger impact on me than I initially thought.
I don't bother to RC or perform any stabilization techniques.
I feel like there is absolutely no need to, but more importantly, I'm rather preoccupied with something else:

I suddenly "remember" how to open a portal to other places.
The memory came very sudden and without context. It's a memory from childhood dreams.
I can clearly remember how to open the portal, like if I had done it 100 times, but I cannot remember one single situation where I actually did open one.
I feel that there is an immense amount of other memories where that one came from, but I'm unable to access them.

I consider the possibility that it could be a false memory. I've started reading WakingNomad's DJ: http://www.dreamviews.com/f107/nomad-chronicles-82576/
Maybe that's where the idea comes from?
No. I'm entirely convinced this is my own memory, and it is real.

I'll create a portal!
I start drawing a circle with my right index and middle finger in front of the red wall.
I begin at the 6 o' clock position and move clockwise.
I know I could do this a whole lot faster, but I want to feel and experience every single detail of it.
I also remember that this is not the way I used to travel, I had a more effective way.
Where do these memories come from? Are they really from childhood dreams? The memories are so real...

As I reach the starting position again the image in front of me distorts slightly, like touching the surface of still water.
Right now the portal is useless, I haven't created the exit point yet.
Before I do that, I decide to verify how well I'm doing. (This is why)
I'm nearly fully healed, my aura is quite smooth again, though I still feel like I'm lacking a lot of energy.

I choose the first thing that comes to my mind as an exit point for the portal. It's a place in Italy, on top of a mountain, it has an amazing view.
I give the portal a slight nudge with my right middle finger. It opens.
It looks like it leads straight into a void. But I remember that's what portals look like.
I feel excited to go through the portal. It feels like there are dangers associated with it, but I also feel that it is safe for me.
I step through...


... I fall out of the portal and it closes behind me. Something just happened but I can't recall it.
I look around. The portal worked, I'm exactly where I wanted to be. The view is amazing, and I really enjoy the fresh breeze of air on top of the mountain.
I feel very good, I just achieved something big, though I don't know what it is.
I make a mental note to investigate my childhood dream memories in the future, though I don't know how. Something is hidden in there, something important.
I remember that I need to look for "her" as well.

Well of course! I can just open a portal to her.
I remember that finding her aura requires a lot of energy, I may not have enough and it feels dangerous toying with it in my current situation.
I should wait until my energy is fully recovered.
But... I don't actually need to find her. I suddenly realize I know where she is!
She's on the planet where she taught me how to walk on water.
I want to open a portal but I suddenly realize the place is too far away, I don't have enough energy, at least not right now.
The planet is in the Andromeda galaxy... it is very far away.

Somehow I feel like all of this is supposed to happen.
Maybe she hasn't shown up recently because she knows I'd remember how to open a portal and find her?
The dream slowly fades away, I make no attempt to stabilize it.

Okay, this is my first Dream Journal entry. I Might as well say this now: I have bad dream recall, thus my working on this.
I do not know how many dreams I had, nor which ones I am describing here. I will begin with what I first remember.

In this dream, I was a child, a boy, probably on a school trip. I remember being in some sort of mall, with lots of food shops around. All of the other children were eating at McDonald's, and I was eyeing this one girl, sitting there with the other little girls. Something happened, and I wanted to pee. Looking around, I saw no signs of a bathroom, so I decided to open the zipper on my jeans, and pee inside the trash bin. Don't worry, it was the organic-labelled one. The dream gets cloudy here, and the next thing I remember was exiting some place, probably a bathroom, and going to another restaurant.

Now, I do not recall which one it was, but I may have seen it in one of Amsterdam's airports. Or was it London's airports? Well. I enter it, and one of the clerk guys offered me some sort of food with blue cheese and a beer, I do recall that beer being an English one. I order it, and then someone I know inside the dream appears. A woman, no more than 30 years old, but I do not recall her face. Only that she was wearing something that may have been pink. She starts to scold me for not being with the other children at McDonald's, and my comeback to that is:

"But McDonald's is the worst place to eat! They make horrible burgers."

Now, it gets cloudy again. I remember eating what I ordered, some sort of cheese sticks and...I do not recall what else, but they were absolutely delicious, creamy and gooey and cheesy and wonderful. And, I may speak, I've never eaten blue cheese in my entire life. The same woman appears again, and I offer her some of my food, saying something like "Here, you will understand what I mean.". She proves it, and, like me, finds it wonderful.
"See? I told you it was good." I tell her. I offer my food again, saying we could share, and that is all I remember from this dream.

Now, in the next dream, I was in an Airplane, the last seat. It was preparing to leave, so I was getting ready, buckling my seatbelt and everything. Then, the airplane departs, and I'm no longer seeing myself, but the airplane, as if my eyes were a camera on the top of it. Lots of ducks were flying, trying to avoid the turbines, and the pilot comments on it. "Lots of ducks here, we're going to move to another place.".
Suddenly, the plane has legs. Mechanical legs, of course, that I was not seeing. But I was hearing the heavy smashing sounds. Even with legs, it was going at 300km/h, according to the pilot. More travelling, and finally, we find some sort of downwards highway, in which the plane starts to fly.
That's all I remember.

That's it, folks.

Oh, yeah, in some part of it, I may have been playing Rift Online, and, astonished, may have tried to ask around whether the game was in an early open beta or not.
Fin.