nightmare

Lasted: Not long. Maybe a couple of hours at the most
Lucid: Still don't know how to tell if it is lucid or not.
Accuracy: Strong.
Length: Very short.

I was in a huge beach house. I seemed to live there and I discovered there were all these creepy bugs crawling every where, They were small and were climbing on the walls and the floors. They were a yellow-brown with dark brown stripes and they were scary. I hate bugs, and these scared the daylights out of me. They kept communicating back and forth with each other in these loud high-pitched buzzing. They repeated this is certain patterns like mores code almost. They kept flying around and I would try to escape them, but they came after me and I awoke panting and almost screaming. I soon fell into SP and the dream repeated its self. So not a long one, but still scary.

Hey, I really want some help to interpreting this dream i had. This is my first post/dream whatever, if I do something wronge, or if it is something i can do better plis tell me, and i dont know if im posting all this the rigth place.

I became lusid in a dream and was lusid for a while. The dream starded to become dark afther a bit and at it ended with everything dark. I can`t remeber much of the part when i was lusid.

I woke up in my bedroom and saw my sister take my mac charger and walk out with it. Then my mother came inn the door enterence and stood there. I was laying in my bed when I feelt with my tongue that one of my teeth was brooken in half and tasted blood aswell. I think i rolled out of my bed and landed on the floor. On the floor I started to drool alot of saliva and some blood, the booken tooth feel out of my mouth. When all of this was happening my mother just stod in the door saying: "You are not yourself today are you?" Afther this i started to bursting out a fountain of water/saliva out of my mouth. it was a short foutain but went ca. 20 cm strait forward.

When I woke up for real I was calm, I don`t think the dream was a nigthmare.
Today i read alot about losing Teeth in dreams and dream interpreting. but i did not find anything that I cud be going through, I think.
The day before my grandfather turned 85 and we was haveing his birthday celebration at my place. mabye this cud be related to the dream.
If you have some intelligence regarding this I love to hear it!
<3

I had another dream last night though, but it wasn't lucid. I did however fly and jump really high to get places, and didn't think twice about what I was doing or feel scared. Maybe my mind is becoming more comfortable with the idea of falling and flying. BUT! The most notable thing I wanted to mention, which was quite humorous, I was in an empty parking lot at ASU and some guy approached me and I could tell he was intending to mug me. So I summoned my drake mount and flew off, just like I do when menacing horde approach lol. I had played WoW a lot last night, I was trying to make it to lvl 85 before bed, but only got within a couple bars, so it makes sense it appeared in my dream. Especially summoning my mount because that's probably the one part of playing WoW that occurs a lot and is always exactly the same. It was weird how I summoned it though, it was almost like I pressed "x" on the keyboard to do it, but there was no keyboard... very odd.

The first part of the dream that I remember is being in the mall. We were leaving a hurry because I sensed that this guy was a serial killer and that he was following us. He was going to kill me because I didn't believe in God. Another man from the store ended up approaching me. He claimed that the government was going to be putting a chip in my brain, they had already done it to him and I was next. I assumed he was a schizophrenic and hurried to get into my mother's car.

We, my mother and I, were leaving and we saw these kids getting busted. This cop started searching their truck for what seemed like no reason. They strted finding all kinds of pot and the cop was giving them a hard time calling them all sorts of horrible names and stuff acting like they killed someone. I remember her saying something about them getting their weed from Jamaica. We were waiting to get out of the parking structure and my window was down so I started to talk shit. There were a bunch of people around so I was being loud. The cop looked like Becky from my lab. I said, "Way to arrest people for delivering people's medicine. A law gets passed and then our bitch governor goes and delays it so sick people can't get the medicine they need, and now here you are ruining a couple kids lives and treating them like shit for deliveing what the law said shold be allowed." Everyone was cheering for me and stuff.

Some guy walked up all pissed off and was giving me shit, telling me I'm a pot head. I told him I don't smoke weed because I have a busy life and put it behind me for that reason. He said he use to smoke weed too and us having to quit is proof that it's bad. I told him that some people are different, some people can smoke it once in awhile without smoking it every day. People are different. Just because he can't handle it doesn't mean it's evil and that no one else should get to use it. He got really pissed, and I felt threatened so we rolled up the window and pulled forward.

We were trying to get out of this structure, but their were two cars blocking us, the first was backing up over and over and pretending to go forward and then stopping. A guy walked up and put a gun to our window. I started looking for another gun so I could prevent him from hurting my mother. Somehow I got one and I put it up to the window, aimed at his chest, and pulled the trigger. It just clicked. He started sticking his gun through a hole in the car door. I'm not sure what happened at this point, the next thing I remember is being in a back seat next to my mom with some crazy guy up front. He was apparently the true target of the police and since I had created a scene he didn't get caught. He was a serial killer. He said some garbage and I was extremely afraid. I felt like since I had to open my big mouth, now my mother's life was in danger. It was my fault. I was so angry at myself. I started searching for a way out I thought maybe this is all just a dream and closed my eyes in an attempt to collapse it, when I opened them I found myself outside and the vehicle drove away with my mother inside. I became more angry than I've ever been. I shouted, "Fuck this! My mom couldn't have been kidnapped, this can't really be happening! This has to be a dream!" I started slapping myself, trying to figure out if I was dreaming or not, I couldn't tell.

I decided, dream or not, it didn't matter anymore. I had lost the most important person to me in my entire life and I had to get her back. I would do anything to do it, no matter how illegal. So I got in my vehicle and floored it after the car. I was going to kill this man. I got on the freeway, and began accelerating until I hit full speed. I was weaving in and out of traffic, but I couldn't find the vehicle anywhere. I went up a hill and then down. While going down I thought to myself, "I wonder if I could skate down this somehow..." All of a sudden I was riding one of those disks that you sled on in the snow. I was skating downhill on it, and would hit the uphill part right after and launch into the air. I began skating down this freeway at extreme speeds, down and uphills, jumping them when going back up. That's when I realized I was definitely dreaming. Not only because I was skating down the freeway on a sled (it would seem that should have been the duh moment) but because of the amount of air I was getting and the lack of pain caused by the fall from it. It did feel like my ankles were getting soar though, it was really weird, and that made me start to question it again haha. Basically I just continued skating until I woke up. Skating down the freeway at mach 5 on a sled disk is intense!

I can only remember the dream from this morning I awoke at 10:30. The dream began on my way to tempe. I can't remember the details, the dream seemed to last a very long time. I remember being at a mistress bar/strip club type thing. I got a dance from a girl I knew, Kari. It was amazing. I was back in Tempe with my friends and we were about to end our vacation but we decided to go back to the bar one last time because we had coupons left. I had a coupon that was good for one of anything. I wanted a threesome with Kari and another girl. I felt a little uncomfortable about it at first because I really liked Kari and I thought she might think less of me if I was some creep buying a threesome. I decided fuck it, she's a stripper, if anything I shouldn't be even thinking of having a relationship with her. I got taken into a back room. There were a bunch of people back there, all getting stuff done to them. At first I was waiting a little bit, but finally a girl started sucking my dick. I remember asking where is my threesome? Apparently I was not getting it. The bar was ran by an older asian woman. I kept losing my balance for some reason, I was standing while getting the bj. The girl stopped and went somewhere else. There was a guy taking pictures of everyhting. He was taking close-ups of my dick. I saw Kari sitting on another guys lap. I felt jealous. I wanted a dance from her so bad. She then moved to another guy, there was something about this guy that I did not like. I got an evil vibe from him. Somehow he turned Kari into bacon. That's when everything went to shit. Apparently all of the women in this brothel were actually demons, and the spell imprisoning them as humans was broken. Women started transforming into these beasts so I dipped, unfortunatlely there was one chasing me. I was hauling ass thinking what the fuck, how can this be real, I must be dreaming. I thought ok if I am dreaming I can control this. Nothing changed. I slapped myself across the face while running to see if I could feel it. I thought I did feel it, but looking back the pain was dull. It made a slapping sound and sounded so real that it confused me. Doesn't matter anyways because immediately after a demon jumped on my back and took a bite out of my neck/shoulder. I could feel it, it fucking hurt. My vision tunneled out, and I woke up in a room with Jordan and Brandon. False awakening. They had all had the same dream, except it wasn't really a dream. We thought that maybe we were possessed now. Jordan claimed he felt smarter. I was still really confused and then I woke up.

Wednesday, June 15th

III. Lucid #9: “An Experimental Experiment”

Unknown locale and situation bring me to this point. Memory picks up as I suddenly find myself left alone with A.D. It is quite dark in the room but I can still see. She gives me the smile I haven’t seen in years, we both lean in and begin kissing. The feeling is vividly familiar, I feel a rush and as she thrusts her waist against me I come almost instantly. The orgasm in the dream is very intense. Suddenly her shirt is off and I can see that my sticky fluid has gotten on her chest. I start thinking about what to do about that and hoping she won’t notice that I’ve blown it this early. To my surprise she begins telling me how sexy she thinks cum and blood and snot are; how she wants to be covered in it. She talks to me more vulgar than she ever did when we were together in physical reality, telling me to fuck the shit out of her etc over and over again. She puts my penis between her breasts, expecting me to do something rough. Surprised and upset, I stop what I’m doing and almost begin crying; there is none of the love and tenderness there used to be, only a nymphomaniac type hunger for obscene sexual gratification. She responds to this by walking over to another man who is suddenly now in the room and fellating him emphatically. I don’t feel particularly jealous, only slightly awkward about being in my first threesome and it being with another man, and it being with my ex lover. She cares nothing for this. She briefly knocks our dicks together and begins walking away.

I find myself and the unknown man following her through some woods, with many broken down amusement park rides randomly scattered in the trees. She tells me that we’re going to go “walk on the rides.” I see she now has some shorts on and I am still naked. Unknown voices soon begin telling me how this is an “experimental experiment” to get herself alone with me. However as we come to the bottom of a hill, Batman and Robin come dashing out from behind something and I run from them on sight. A more menacing voice tells me that this is actually an “experimental experiment” to get me to leave, which I do.

Next I remember I find my way back to a large room filled with bleachers of different species of humanoid spectators with many different colors of flesh and facial features. Everybody seems afraid, suddenly A.D comes running back in and throws herself into the arms of yet another man, yet again unfamiliar but I do remember him having short blond hair and sideburns. They begin kissing each other hard.

I wake from this soon after, only for a second with a T-shirt over my physical eyes so I awake to complete darkness. Falling back asleep a moment later, I drop back into the dream, this time fully Lucid. There are wide, elaborately decorated hallways back to the room I intuitively know contains her and all the spectators, and some people on benches observe me. The walls are purple or blue and bejeweled in spots. I decide (quite impulsively) to try to fly into this room and confront her. I focus on the doorway and try to superman-fly over there. I had been quite unprepared to become lucid again. I make it not quite halfway to the door before the dream dissolves into yet another false awakening, I am suddenly being led down very narrow, dank and bizarre looking corridors by hooded figures that are short and hunched over. Their heads are covered and their faces are not visible. The entire landscape is made up of discs piled one on another, getting smaller toward the top forming pancake-like pyramids. I see that the path I’m on continues far upward and I can see another place to land high above me. I decide to attempt to fly, again, and this time I don’t recall even making it off the ground.

I wake up to find that when I had an orgasm in the dream I also had one in physical reality and I will have to clean myself off. I am now feeling as if this was some sort of test, which I have inarguably failed.

Still half asleep, but I need to write this out. I cannot forget this one, there was too much.

It began by me moving in with my parents, or thinking about it. The house was really strange, there was a bar that seemed to sit underneath the house, but it was still outside. I was excited that me and my son were going to live with them. I remember talking to my mom about how I'd stay and help out until I found my own house. I invited some friends over, someone I had just met and a few others I knew. My aunt and uncle had shown up too. I was on a bed in a bedroom with one of my girl-friends and we were listening to the wind howling. It started to sound like voices and we started to freak out. Then I realized what it might be. It started to sound REALLY creepy. I told my friend to hold on and got close to the window and was looking out, it was daylight. My suspicion was confirmed when my uncle and dad came out and started laughing at us.

Then we're back in the living room and my uncle and dad are sitting at the table with my friends and they're all laughing playing cards and having a good time. I'm standing off to the side with my mom and my aunt. My aunt starts to tell me how f'ed up I was as a child. She told me I would try eating and selling ants when I was FIVE years old. My reaction, I was super pissed, because I knew this was a lie. I could remember being five. I told her that was fucked up and that she didn't know the truth. She and my mom were shaking their heads at me. I couldn't believe they thought of me this way. I started to get really angry about it, practically yelling at them for lying. My friends had all stopped and stared. I told my aunt that she was ALWAYS trying to prove that I was a fucked up person/druggie/what not. (Semi True. She has checked my wrists for shooting up one time just because I was wearing a beanie...) I got too worked up and decided to calm down. I told them to forget it and I'd stop talking about it.

Then I walked over to the table and everyone was having a good time again. I looked up at the stereo and there was some crappy oldies playing, maybe from the seventies or eighties. I asked my dad if it would be ok if I changed it. One girl agreed with me. My dad firmly said NO. I couldn't believe he wouldn't let me change the music. I told him that wasn't fair and the girl agreed. He told me no again.

At this point, my mom, my dad, we were all fighting. I stopped in the middle and politely asked my friends if they would leave or come back later. They all got up and left. I started to run around and get my things because I realized I COULD go home to my husband. I was having troubles getting all my things together. My son was sleeping in his chair. Me and my mom were fighting, and I can hardly remember what about, but it was intense, and very realistic to how we used to fight. I needed to get the carseat for my son which I realized was in her bedroom. I went to go get it and she followed me. I saw the lock on the door and stopped, because I knew she was going to lock me in to get me to stay. I kept trying to get her away from the door but she just wouldn't go. I went into the living room and picked up my son and held him on my lap. It was late at night now. I was going to wait til she fell asleep. I'm sitting there with my son on my lap, he's awake now. I'm staring at the clock above the TV and suddenly it's like time just passed without me even noticing. The clock read 1:57 PM. I looked at my mom and said no way. I haven't seriously been sitting here this whole time, awake, staring, along with my kid being awake on my lap. My mom nodded at me yes, that I was. I almost became lucid, because I couldn't believe it, but I ended up accepting it.

I got up and left finally. I took my kid home to my husband and was telling him some of what happened. Then I needed to go to the store for something and I go. I see my parents in the store and am trying to avoid them, so I slip in and grab a whole clothing rack of baby clothes. I took them to the register, and I accidently went behind the register coming around. In the area where employees are supposed to be only. They thought I was strange, but I got to the register and realized there were baby girl clothes in the mix that I didnt need. So I started pulling out the ones I didn't like as I walked back over to where I had gotten the clothes. My sister was with my parents, they were all shopping and seemed fine. They saw me but they didnt' speak to me. I went up to the shampoo and conditioner and wanted to try it out. It was strange looking, they were both in seperate, short, orange cylinder-looking jars. My mom said something about me coming back to the house and I nodded. I went back.

My friends were all there again. I was telling one how I was going to try this shampoo and I opened it. They laughed and asked if they should go get me a towel. I was like, OH, shit, maybe I can make it home in time to rinse it out. They laughed again. I put it in my hair and somehow must've rinsed it because I started putting the conditioner in my hair too. I suddenly realized I took too long and T, my husband, would be worried about me. I told J, my friend that I had to run but I'd be back. He shrugged. I also saw the guy I had just met, his name was Ian, I don't know any Ians. Anyway. I got distracted again with movies, J was watching a movie. I can't remember what it was, but I looked down at the dvds and saw "What Dreams May Come" and said, heyyy, this was the movie you told me to watch right? He looked at me questionably. I said nvm and got up to leave. I went outside and realized Ian had a split personality, that there HAD been two people here before and I realized it was the same guy, IAN. Idk.. I figured it out.

I leave and go home and T is gone. I had just gotten there and was putting my things away. Then he comes in asking where the hell was I. I told him that I had been at my parents and had taken more time then I thought I would. He didn't believe me at all. He started to accuse me of doing something else, but I interuppted, and told him to call J because I had JUST been with him not five minutes ago. He started to laugh, I knew we didn't have a cell phone. I told him to go to his moms and borrow her cell. He laughed again and said he had a device that allowed ppl to TEXT him. He said his daughter texted him all the time. I was like wtf... you have a DAUGHTER?? He laughed like he was just fucking with me. I'm holding the device and see a text from a girl I used to babysit. I thought it was weird. I start to feel weary because I hadn't slept. I think me and T started to fight, but everything after this gets hazy.

I think I woke up, thought about taking notes down because it was a very long dream... and I didn't want to forget it. I fell asleep again though and I went back in the dream I think... but then I was with someone who had a bunch of kids on her lap laying down. They had something wrong with them and she had chopped their heads in half surgically, they were still alive. They started to collapse in on eachother and the little boy's brain was pressed together so hard that it started to ooze. It was really gross. I told her and she popped the little girl on the side, rolling her eyes. She said the little girl was putting too much pressure on him...

I'm not sure, I remembered more earlier, now I don't... The strange thing about this all is that I went to bed only less than three hours ago. And I know this sounds weird, but sometimes I pray... and it is my birthday. I prayed that I would have vivid, meaningful, long, and possibly lucid dreams. And I'm kind of freaked out. I don't pray religiously really... I'm not a christian, I just pray for positive reinforcement, but I DO pray to God. It's how I was raised, so it's the guru in my head. Anyway, I just think it's really strange and that this dream MEANS somethng... I couldn't even go to back to sleep without typing it. I started taking notes and it took up too much room, so I had to come in here and type it. I'm still half asleep and the wind IS howling, it's creepy. I had to turn on Modest Mouse. I'm a little freaked out from what I experienced in the dream... hopefully I can go back to sleep...

There ARE things I missed, but I have to get up early and I don't want to go back and put the pieces in. Maybe I'll remember when I wake up, who knows... if I can even sleep. Goodnight...

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.

Long ass dream here with my best friend whose currently in jilla. (i think it's a signal dream)

I was at home with my friend O and we where just about to go outside. The sun was shining, i wanted to go right but my friend saw 2 guys on the left side and he wanted to go there.
I was reluctant but i agreed.

*dream skip, dont remember*

We are in a car with these 2 fellas and it turns out that they are two seasoned gangsters. They talked O into doing murders for them and we did. We went to some places and i think O killed some people.

*Dream skip*

Later we are walking down the street and they requested something hideous, O had to shoot a kid at a kid's party. We didn't want that. We ran.. We ran but realized if we just ran down the street they would catch up on us. I saw an alley somewhere and i said O get in here.
As soon as i was in the alley i realized one of them was going to come from one side and one from the back, they had us cornered.
There was a backgate of someone's house and it was not locked. I signallled for O to get inside, we did. We where standing in someone's back garden. I tried opening their backdoor and it was also open.

There where people in there and i was afraid to go in because they had a right for privacy.. (how dumb) We stayed outside and the gangsters saw us . They took us with them and we arrived in a park. There was one kid playing there near the river with a ball, a few minutes from now O was gonna shoot this kid. It was so sad.

O walked first and he started playing ball with the kid. Me and the gangsters got out of the car and we walked over there. There where suddenly loads of kids and was a busy kid party. I was standing near a wall thinking that O is gonna grab his gun any second now and kill this kid.

One of the gangsters came up and talked to me. He mentioned that they do kill people but they only do it at night. So O didn't have to kill this kid, he's only convinced he HAS to kill the kid. That's his problem he says.

Then a girl i knew stood next to me, Ashley. I said "Hey Ashley". She said "Hey Emiel"
Huh? Emiel, that's not my name. I looked over to my left and saw 2 babyfaced kids sitting there and i realized she was talking to them and one of them was Emiel.

**fuzzy memory, wake up**

Dream 1:
I am in an office room at a school next to a muddy river. There is a large mohagany table in the center of the room. I remember something about talking to coach rodriguez. I then go to the river and instead of trees surrounding me there are a series of uniform apartment buildings that look exactly the same. I remember something about thinking how realistic they look, but before becoming lucid I bump into an odd guy in a tent. I tell him I can't talk to strangers and then he starts chasing me. I run into the school (I am much faster than him), and run into the office. I tell Mr. Rodriguez, but he just says, "Fascinating," and goes into the other room. It is now dusk, and I lock the doors. The stalker tries to get in, and when he finds the doors locked, he punches throught the windows and climbs in. I crouch out of sight behind a table.
"Ninja, I know youre in here. Come out, come out, wherever you are!" He cackles maniacally. I bumb my head against the underside of the table and he chuckles. "It seems I've caught the rabbit in its den. I see you, Ninja." He lunges for a kitchen kife and advances on me. I grab an exacto knife and take up a defensive stance. He lunges at we and slashes at my left side, and I unsuccessfully parry his strike. He slits open the back of my hand, but I manage to put a deep long gash down his calf.

I am walking aimlessly over a big field.
Something feels completely wrong.
I can't quite put my finger on it, but I am a bit scared.
Somehow the whole experience is a bit frightening even though it shouldn't be.
I have a feeling like the color is being drawn out of the world.
I don't like this at all.

Fortunately I then realize that I'm dreaming, but that scares me even more...
Usually whenever I get that sort of nightmare feeling, which I have right now,
it goes away immediately after I become lucid, but this time, it doesn't.

Suddenly, I feel a very scary presence behind me.
I am nearly too afraid to turn around to face it, but I end up doing it.
There's a man. Even though he's dressed in white, he's dark... so very dark.
It's his presence, it is his urge to kill me, I can feel it... so strongly.

He's wearing a white and silver armor with a white coat and he is wielding a very large polearm.
He approaches me slowly.
Why am I so afraid of him?

He calls me by a name that I do not know, but it is clearly meant for me, and I have no doubt that I am the person he is looking for.
He also calls me a dragon and a dream warrior and claims he is a paladin himself.

"You shall die by my hand in the name of the lord."

I am so fucking scared. I don't know what to do, I feel completely helpless.
He takes his polearm and charges me. FUCK!

Somehow my body reacts by itself.
The dragon within me awakens, or rather explodes. I have never powered up even remotely this fast.
I instinctively summon my katana trying to block the inevitable hit.

I black out for a second as he hits me...

The land is on fire. I am fully charged up. My aura burns, the sky is red and the clouds are burning.
I am so afraid, afraid to die. I don't care if I use too much power, I just want to survive somehow.
He keeps attacking me relentlessly, and I am only barely able to dodge and block his hits. Everything happens so fast.
The moves I use are not my own, my body reacts instinctively, and I know if I interrupt this I will die, if I think, I will die.

"Do you know how we kill dragons?"

He activates some device on his polearm and my katana dematerializes in my hand and rematerializes in a holster attached to his polearm.

"You dragons are helpless without your weapons."

Fuck... FUCK!
He walks towards me slowly. He knows without my katana I don't stand a chance, there's no need for him to rush.
I'm so afraid.
In my desperation I call out into the fabric of space and scream as loudly as I can:

"YUYA!!!"

He's getting closer and closer, just a few more steps.
Finally, he strikes, slowly...

But right before his polearm hits me, I hear the sound of a metallic collision.
I look up. Another man is standing in front of me, blocking the polearm with his sword.
He looks at me over his shoulder.
I know this man. I know him so well...

Silver! It is Silver! A man from my childhood dreams, a friend in combat, just like Yuya and Selene.
Then I see Yuya, she is here as well. They must have arrived at the same time.
However, they clearly appeared independently, because Yuya is quite surprised to see Silver and even calls out his name in amazement.

Silver looks at me.

"Fight!"

What a simple word, but such complexity behind it.
Suddenly I am no longer afraid. I am no longer alone.
The nightmare feeling disappears and the paladin takes a few steps back.

"You're friends of the dragon. All of you will die. No one opposes the lord."

Silver puts a hand on my shoulder:

"He's a paladin. Paladins kill dragons."
"Now take back your sword, you have the power to cast it into the void."

I order my katana to be cast back into the fabric of space and summon it again, and sure enough I'm holding it in my hand.
The paladin doesn't seem too surprised, he's confident that he can take on all three of us at the same time.

"Well done dragon. By asking your friends for assistance you have signed their death warrant."
"Dragons are horrible creatures. How you are able to make friends is beyond me, all of you must die."

I am angry. He is blinded by his beliefs, he has no idea what it means to be a dragon.
He is committing genocide without understanding anything.

"You are but a fool following a false god."
"A man who only believes but does not try to understand is nothing."

The paladin seems furious because I called his lord a false god.

Even with the power of all 3 of us combined, we only seem to be on even terms.
But it feels just like old times, like in my childhood dreams where I would fight together with Yuya Silver and Selene.
We fight together so well, like a perfect choreography.
Silver and I both use our swords and direct energy attacks, whereas Yuya uses her water magic.
But somehow, it just isn't enough.

Yuya is clearly struggling, and I am very worried for her. If something happens to her it will be my fault.

"First I will kill your girl. I will kill her slowly. And I will make you watch."

I can see fear in Yuya's eyes after hearing that.

Suddenly, my mind is blank.
I am calm. Perfectly calm.
It is the calm you experience when your anger is so strong that somehow you drop back into a state of calm.

"Stop."

Silver and Yuya stop, not doubting my request for a second.
I drop my katana to the ground and cancel all of my dragonic energy.

"You fool. Are you sacrificing your self?"
"There is but one fool here."

I power back up, but not on dragonic energy.
I use the same energy I use to summon my phoenix wings, a much more pure and divine power.
My phoenix wings appear, but not on my hand this time.
They appear on my back and they are huge and colorful.
This power is so very different from the dragonic one.

I look into the paladins eyes and take a step forward.
For some reason I am right in front of him now, I have no idea how I managed to approach him so fast,
and clearly neither does he.
With my right hand I reach into the body of the paladin and grab onto his very soul and pull it out.
It feels like an ability I can only use if I truly believe that a person deserves to die, if there is no doubt whatsoever in my mind.
His body drops to the ground dead.

I look into the eyes of the helpless soul I hold in my hand.

"Wherever you may go, let it be known that if anyone in the whole of existence threatens my love again, I will hunt them down."
"I don't care if they are paladin, I don't care if they are king or even if they are god. I will hunt them to beyond the planes of existence and I will crush them with my bare hands."

I watch his soul burn away in purple flames as I crush it with my hand.
My anger finally disappears.
I can't believe how angry I just was.

I hold out my hand to Silver and he shakes it.

"Thank you."
"So long."

He turns around and vanishes.
He has always been a man of few words and I have a feeling I will not see him again anytime soon.

The rest of my memories of this dream are quite foggy.
Why did I call Yuya "my love"?
Was she really my lover, or did I love her as a friend I trust with my life?

This was also remarkably scary for a lucid at first, but it turned out quite amazing.

I was in a house and in this house there was a baby. I was told by someone horrible that i had to get some things from a certain shop in a certain time frame or the baby would die. I rushed off up the steps to this old-fashioned shop, i asked for the bread off an old man that worked there and for the meat off a butcher ((blimey all i needed was a candle stick maker LOL)) i began to panick because they were taking ages, i then got my stuff and ran, i almost fell over myself trying to hurry back to the house. I hurd curdling screams from the baby, i looked down and it's skin was peeling off, there was blood everywhere and the baby was shrivveling up and dying, i sat by it and cried, i told it that i was sorry i wasn't quick enough to save it. The nast woman came back and said "1 more chance" so i done it all again but again i still wasn't quick enough. This happened about 4 times, chance after chance but i wasn't able to ever save the poor baby.

After a few nights past my last entry I had noticed some odd happenstances which triggered my attention. The dreams were more lucid, stable and my dream control was fantastic. However, I myself, was losing balance alot. I kept tripping over myself or sort of hydroplaning on my feet. After a few runs through an obstacle course in a training grounds area i often visit in my dreams, my very own shadow came out from under me whilst i was stumbling over myself once more, and began choking me, saying " I TOLD YOU TO DRAW A TAIL YOU DIP$#!%!"
I woke up and didnt fully recall the dream until later that night. I picked up the 2- dimensional drawing i had done of my dream control form and decided to brush off the dream and leave the picture how it was, as i did not appreciate a tail. The next night was profoundly odd. The first thing i can recall is appearing in dream world with my shadow glaring at me and tapping its foot. I decided to ignore it and go about my dream elsewhere however my shadow followed me, smiling. I begin to be chased by odd creatures in my dream that seem to de stabalize the dream itself and wake me up when i interact with them. I jump into the air and spin around, activating my dream control form, or so i thought and falling on my face. My shadow laughs at me. "WTF?!" i reply. I get back onto my feet determined to get away from these creatures. When i notice I have a tail... a light blue regular size bird tail attached to my backside. My shadow is now cackling as he runs along side me. "What the hell are you doing?" I ask. "Hey, you wouldnt draw the tail so you get whatever i feel like." I run a bit more but the realisation i have a little birdy tail annoys me and i stop running alltogether, being caught by the creatures and waking up. I havent seen my shadow the nights hence, as I decided it was time to draw a tail seeing as my subconciouse was litterally sabotaging my dreams. I will say that the tail does make my dream control form look better and ... it is alot easier to balance with one also and can come in handy when your hands arent free so whatever my shadow was correct.

Mood: Frantic, Scared, Longing

Dreamt Tiera and I were in jail for something. I was in the Walmart Jail and I was freaking out because I wanted out really bad, and I was really hungry. Tiera and I each had a gameboy each which could be used as a texting device if we pressed the little numbered pads on the back. They were secret, and the authorities didn't know we had them. It came time for our break and I was on the verge of psychotic collapse because I needed out so bad. We somehow got separated outside the jail, in Walmart. It's gonna be a little bit till my dad gets there to visit, so I thought I'd take a look around. I find my old wrestling coach and my old wrestling buddies practicing the drills in the hallway. They had teamed up with a hockey team and a tae kwon do team, and they were all practicing. I had an intense feeling of longing because I wasn't able to practice anymore. I put on one of the skates from the hockey team, but I couldn't keep up, and took it off. I began looking for Tiera and her mom, Brenda, because her mom was visiting. I came upon a lady who looked like Brenda who wasn't. Behind her, I called her name, but she didn't turn around, so I left it at that: it wasn't her. I found Tiera laughing and having fun with Megan Pagel. They were rolling a roll of paper around the floor. As I came upon them, I couldn't really see Megan's face.
"Sorry," she said "At least give me a wink or something."
So I give her a wink to appease her. They continue rolling the paper, and the paper is rolling off the roll, but eventually stops coming off because there is a piece of tape keeping it in place.
"I hate shipping and handling" Tiera says.

BEFORE THAT

Before I was in jail, I was on the run, hiding from a Voldemort-like character and his minions. They were far off, but it was like being on the most-wanted list and being in the police station. Eventually, they caught me, apparently, because I remember being on a train in a tunnel. I was in the hands of the enemy. Ahead of me, one of my friends kicks over a yellow metal support structure, and it lands on the tracks, riding the tracks like a train. I run from the train, and jump on, and my friend and I escape into the town ahead. However, when we got into town (an old western city-like town [like on FFVII]) there were people everywhere, most of which were our allies. I could feel the hostility ccoming from them, and they turned against us. It was like they were hypnotized or somethin. I hear a swooshing sound from above, and look up, and there is the Voldemort-like character in the flesh now completely in this world, in a gargoyle form flying above us. He says, "I cannot be destroyed! I will always be here!!" His voice echoes so everyone hears. At this point the allies that had captured us started glowing red, a red aura around them. I realized then that they werent the actual people, but summoned clones that Voldemort had summoned up to destroy/capture us. From there, I believe that is what led to my imprisonment.

Tried to WILD. I got my body into SP, or just about. I was like this for an hour before I turned over to just sleep. I kept getting a small vibration in my ear at every small sound I heard. Is that normal for you guys? I've felt it before trying to enter SP, does anyone know what that is?

Anyway, rolled over and had a dream. I was at some kind of cook-out family thing at my moms house. My cousins were there, and my sisters. I had my son and T with me. I was going in and out of rooms. I saw my oldest sister in one room, and she was kind of acting like she used to when we were living together. Like her teenage self again. I remember seeing my other sister, but she was being stand-offish, like me a little. My oldest sister, I'm not sure how she was doing this, I can't remember her really saying anything to me, but she seemed to be trying to pry at me like start a fight. Kind of acting like I was having a bad attitude and she was going to make it a scene, I don't know.

So I was getting kind of pissed off and wanting to leave. In my head we had been there for a couple hours already, so I went into the living room and saw my mom on the couch. It took me a second to focus on T sitting next to her, I raised my eyebrows (something we do when we wanna leave someplace) and he nodded. We started to get W's things together when my mom was kind of like, "ahh are you leaving already? I'm cooking chicken, don't you guys wanna eat?" I told her it sounded good, and I sat down on the couch. I started ranting to her about how D, my oldest sister was being. She didn't really listen, and T made it look like we were going to stay and eat.

I went outside and for some reason there were people standing at a stop light next to their car. They actually were dancing to some techno in the middle of the street. It looked like fun and I went and joined in for a bit. Then I'm walking back to the house and there's an election going on, something for the city.

Everyone's in these pews and the little electronic voting things are behind this pulpit or w/e. Everyone's getting seated, my sisters and mom and dad are in the back row. T's voting in the thingy. I get up to go talk to him. I've got W in his carseat and I'm carrying his bags. T comes out from behind the thing and we're looking for somewhere to sit. This old man pats the pew next to him and I laugh for some reason. Then we notice an newly empty pew and we sit.

There's a comedian of some sort on the stage thingy and he was being kind of funny. Apparently he had some of his friends down in the corner at the front and they were laughing all annoyingly giving their friend shit. I got a close look at one of his friends and it looked a lot like the cable guy. Ugh.

Then I'm outside again and I was getting outa my car for some reason, going back inside to see T and W. I take my seatbelt off and my shirt comes off. I get out of the car before I realize I'm only in my bra. As I'm walking back to my car, this girl comes out of a clothing store, she's dressed really preppy and my first thought was, she got the job. Then she says something a long the lines of "I've already dealt with enough dirty whores today, please." I was shocked. She was walking toward her bike rather quickly now. I started following her, still in my bra, pissed off. She seemed a little scared and I asked her what her problem was. I grabbed the bag that was in her hand and slammed it down. She almost got to her bike, but I beat her and pushed it over, getting in her face. I was so ready to tear her up. She moved and started walking away from the bike. I picked up the bike about to throw it at her, I ended up sitting it down. I was going to go inside, but she said something else to make me mad. She was on the ground, not sur ehow she got there, but I kicked her really hard in the belly.

As I did I saw a cop go by on a street about 10 feet away. I hurried and hid in the entrance of the place where T was. I saw the cop pull in. The girl was still on the ground where I left her. I almost went inside to sit down, but I figured they'd find me and it'd make a big scene. So I stayed put, but I was really scared and hating myself for what I did. Then I hit denial. I said fuck this, this is a dream and I made myself wake up.

I went back to sleep. I was at my moms again, same cook out. I was standing outside with my cousin, so I thought, then he started yelling at me. Then I'm inside with my mom and she tells me she needs to show me a video. It's a video of me and it was telling me about "all the drama" I cause in the family. I couldn't believe that she thought of me like this. One term, brightly bolded, like they were trying to sell the damn thing said "Dramatic Darkness" is what it called me. My mom was almost in tears, like it was some kind of intervention thing. I gave her a really disgusted look, angry because I knew her and my family absolutely didn't understand me at that moment. I got up to leave and she said if I left then me and T would have no place to stay anymore. (I don't live with her, I have no idea what that was about.) I said, "That's great mom, reject your daugther and your grandson. You know, mom, W is all I have now." Then I gave her more attitude, mockingly, said "yes I know this is more 'dark drama'!" Then I was going around to grab all the stuff. I went into the kitchen and I didn't leave, I cried.

Before me and her got into it, me and T had also had a fight, I just can't remember much about that one.

Also, I can't remember if the following bit is from my nap or last night's dream, but I remembered something else.

Being on a bike path of some sort with my friend A and she was guiding me around it.