non-lucid

My memory of this dream starts from the point where I'm at my university, in one of the classrooms on the second floor. I'm sitting next to my best friend and a few tables to the left I see more of my friends. It seems we're about to have a test and the teacher goes around the room to hand out the exam sheets. One of my friends, Feicko, thinks the teacher is cute and makes a pass at her. I don't remember her response because as soon as I looked at Feicko, I remembered that he wanted to have his own gas station and that I promised to support him.

All of a sudden I find myself in my sister's car on the side of the highway and I see some of my friends driving by, and I know they're headed to Feicko's new gas station. As soon as I saw an opening, I joined the traffic on the highway and it just so happens that my best friend is driving behind me in a similar car, the only difference is the color: I'm driving metallic silver and he's driving black. Not far from where I joined the traffic the road bends to the right and I decided to follow it. But then I saw all of my friends exit the highway on the right just before the curb and I immediately step on the brakes, because I don't want to miss this exit and find another way to get back. So I put the car in reverse, back up and take the exit.

Now I'm standing next to the guard rail. I can see Feicko's gas station and although it's easy to reach, I stand there wondering how the hell I'm going to get there. Then all of a sudden one of my teachers from elementary school shows up, only to show me that there is a green mini pipe(exactly like in the super mario games) hidden in the guard rail and that the other end is near the gas station. I try to go inside the pipe, but it's just too small and I tell him that. He says that it's not that difficult, you just have dive in it hand first as if you're jumping in a swimming pool. He then proceeds to tell me that the small size sometimes makes it difficult to get to the end of the tunnel and that he once was stuck just before the end. This freaked me out, because the tunnel went underground and if you were to get stuck, no one would find you and you'd die. After this either my memory of the dream or the dream itself ends.

Too bad I couldn't become lucid this time, despite all the oddities stacking up in front of my eyes . Well, next time I'll succeed!

I was going to give you some back story on Saja and Liam, but it seemed incredibly stupid when I typed it out. I often become Saja and almost every time I have a lucid dream I go looking for Liam.
Lucid
Non-Lucid
False Awakening

The layout of my house is huge. It also seems to share something of the more important houses I have lived

in. It is also, in part, Lowe's. I'm making my way down a wide hallway with cream-yellow walls and dark walnut trim and flooring. This part looks a little like my house in MA. I take a right at the end of the hall, the next one has a heavy dark walnut door with little lanterns on either side. I open the door and outside is the Lowe's parking lot. There are racks of flowers on either side, and then standing placidly between them is a team of horses hitched to a small wagon. It's a string of six. Well, I guess they're ponies. They are all paints, and only one of them is black and white, with black flecks all across his coat. I look at that one fondly. All the others are variations of chestnut and white.

I decide I want to ride one. I almost choose the last one in the train but he's tethered at the back of the others,

so I pass him by and walk to the less pretty first horse. This one is mostly chestnut and has very little white aside from a diamond marking and some white in his mane. The top of their heads are even with mine, making them fairly small.
I'm pleased by how small they are because I'm short, and I can climb onto his back without standing on something. I straddle the pony and grip his mane. He starts walking forward. The dream feels more vivid here, like before I was just on the edge of lucidity and now I've found it. I start experimenting with control, using my mind to change his path since I don't have any kind of reins. The parking lot is cold, there's some snow on the ground, and few cars. I lead the horse back toward the door and slide to the ground. I pat his neck. Something startles me, and I can't actually remember what. I run inside and slam the door, then take off down the hallway. Hoping that they didn't see me, and that if they did I'll be too far into the house for them to know where I've gone.

There's a lapse, I'm in the same building but this time it looks more like Lowe's. The aisle is also open

to the outdoors. A co-worker is talking to me. I stare at the wall behind him trying to figure out what's different about it. What's there that shouldn't be?

"....Did they put a bathroom here?" I ask, a little incredulous. This is one of my aisles after all.

"Why yes, it looks like they did." He says. I stare at the blue wall, which is just like the stalls in the bathroom. I can see the

seams now.

"There's no handle on the door, must not be finished."

Somehow I know this is the Women's stall, and there's a Men's room a couple aisles over. My co-worker wanders off outside and again I feel like I'm on the edge of lucidity, then pushing into it. It's a beautiful day out, and suddenly I wonder what the exterior of the building looks like. I run outside, feeling unnaturally fast. This section is actually a second floor, set higher than the main part of the building. The concrete is new and yellow-white. I run along, rushing past my co-worker who says something I can't remember. I fling the door open and run inside...

Another lapse and I'm in a hospital-like section. I'm here for tests? I think? I need to go to the bathroom

first. I walk down a long, wide hallway. It feels deserted. At the end is a bathroom. I can't figure out what's weird about it, despite the fact that there aren't stalls and there are just chairs by the sink. At first I think the chairs are toilets, until I sit down on one and realize it is, in fact, a chair. The cushion is yellow, wider at the front lip and more narrow by the back of the chair. I frown at it, I really need to go.
The room is kind of C or [ shaped. I go further inside, it's all white-pink tile with pale pink stalls. Finally!
The bottom of the stall panels are tall enough for me to duck under. I go into the first stall and am disgusted to see flecks of urine on the seat. I hear someone else come into the bathroom, and I'm suddenly embarrassed. Even as I'm doing it I wonder why. I duck under the wall and go into the next stall. And then into the next one. Which...puts me in a kind of mail room. It's dimly lit and there are bags as tall as my hips full of mail, with people rushing in and out. An old man with white hair is directing them.

"Trying to find the bathroom?" he asks.

"Yeah.."

Behind him I notice the wall is the side of a stall. He gestures to it. I smile and duck underneath. It puts me on the far side of a

string of stalls. When I turn the corner I'm walking with a tallish black girl, wearing a green t-shirt, her hair is pulled back into a fluffy bun. I feel a moment of vertigo. I hear myself say that I'm Saja and that 'd been looking for her everywhere. What had I just been doing? Something odd happens here, my vision doubles and I'm standing a couple feet from the black girl and a slightly taller willowy woman with long brown hair. I've separated from the woman, like I'd just been inside her. I can see the back of my head, the wavy black hair. I've become Saja.

"Hey!" I call after them. The girl in the green didn't hear me, but the other woman tenses and when I call

after her again she glances at me, whip quick. Then pretends I don't exist.

"Hey, I KNOW you!" I say. She looks extremely uncomfortable and leaves as quickly as she can without breaking into a run.

The girl in the green looks startled, and suddenly I become real to her. The woman had been pretending to be me.

"Who are you? What just happened?"
"I am Saja."
"Do you know her?"

"Yeah..." I say something I can't remember. I look up at her. I'm little next to her, she's almost a head taller than me.

We walk out of the bathroom, next to it is a kind of study with a long table. It's dim and cozy, dark red walls, a banked fire, bookshelves lining the walls.
"

Can you use magic?" She asks me curiously.

I smile a little, walking over the threshold behind the girl. "I am magic."
There are people gathered around the table. A male dc sitting across from us is trying to influence the dream by telling them all 'my' story.

"How do you know anything about her? Your family is broken, disgraceful. Thieves and murderers, all. Why, your father could

come in here right now and murder us all--slit our throats where we sit." I can feel the others start to believe him, but what's the benefit of being lucid if I can't change anything.

"That sure would be a trick, wouldn't it? Considering he's dead." The man is staring hard at me, and it takes me a minute to

realize that I'm lying. "I killed him myself, murdered the bastard in his sleep."
Another moment of vertigo, the man is smirking at me, like he wanted me to say all that. "No wait." I amend. "That isn't my story at all. You want to hear my story? All of it?" He rolls his eyes and leaves the table. The green t-shirt girl and a few others sit down. I remain standing.

"Have you ever heard of the Serpent?"

The all give me blank looks.

"Alright then, I'll tell you about It." I try to decide where to start. I try to tell them about Ru-em, the province I'm from in

the Midlands, and how our culture developed, how we learned to plant and harvest. Then I shake my head, trying to clear it. That's not where I want to start. "There is a creature, on the edge of existence. It moves from world to world, consuming all in its path." Someone rolls their eyes at me, bored. The girl in the green t-shirt is rapt.

"It's massive, as big as the sky." I can see it, the purple-black scar against a clear blue sky. How the world shook. "Ancient.

It crashed through our reality and into the earth, and down into the Spirit of our world. Which it would eat until nothing remained."
I move around the table, to a smaller one in the corner. The girl and a couple others follow me. I sit down and they take the seats across the table. There's a small spiral notebook.

"It wasn't really serpent-like." I pick up a pen and begin to draw. "More...like a--" I think a slug, but decide not to say that out

loud. "Like a whale and a manta-ray and--"

"And a worm?"
"Kind of like that, yes."

She stares down at my small drawing, the ridges by the tail fin. "It looks scary."

"It is." I pause, thinking that no one wants that horror to visit their door. I look down at the paper and decide I want to write

something down. I open a pen and write "Saja is magic."
It's clearly legible, actual words. The ink is a little thin, but I can't have everything.
I tug at the cap of a marker and worry for a second that this effort is going to wake me up. The dream wavers as I pull off the cap and settles again when I set marker tip to paper.
"Liam is alive." Instead of black, the words come out pale translucent green. The tip has split so the letters, while I know what they are, blur together.
I try to write it again, but the tip is still messed up. I stare at the notebook and smile. What am I doing here, playing these little games? I could be off looking for Liam. I leave the table and then the room, when I reach the hall I start to call out for him.

"Liam! Liiiiiaaaam? Are you here?" I call out several variations and my eyes are drawn to a window. For some reason the blinds

are on the outside. 1" aluminum blinds. I see blue eyes and then a smile through the slats. My heart pounds with excitement. It's never been so easy to find him! The man opens the window and I rush to meet him. I pull up short as he's trying to dip inside. It's not Liam. Not even close.
He's scrawny, medium-height, with gray-brown hair and sharp blue eyes. His teeth are crooked and yellow, he's dressed all in black. Skull-cap, jacket, jeans. All black. I frown at him.

"Who are you? Where's Liam?"
"What d'ya mean 'where's Liam', Liam's dead."
Panic grips me for a second but I refuse to believe him. "You're lying, he can't be dead. I would know."
"Wooould you?" He has an accent, faintly Scottish. "From all the way over here?"
"I would."
"I don't know what to tell you, swee-heart. He's definitely dead. Been dead a long time."
"Stop saying that!" I yell, twisting my hand into a fist in his jacket. "He isn't dead!"
"Suit yerself. Don't say I didn't warn ye." He laughs at me, I hate how amused he is at my expense.

I'm in my bed. I can hear talking in the other room, thinking my boyfriend is watching something on his computer. I get up, decide to ask him if he wants something to eat. The voices get a little louder and I distinctly remember hearing them on the episode of Revenge I watched before laying down. I approach his door, which is cracked open. I wonder if he's watching Revenge, something he never watches. I go inside. His bed doesn't look right, it's all gold and red. There's a woman wearing blue striped shorts and a white tank top curled up along his legs near the foot of the bed.
What? I frown at the form huddled under the blankets. He turns restlessly and it's not my boyfriend at all.

"God damn it, I'm still dreaming." I say, surprised. The man blinks awake and startles into a sitting position.
"What are you doing in here?"

Before he can even finish the sentence I glance to the wall behind me. It has a wide window, I recognize it as one of the rooms from the building. I grin and run to it, open it and shove the screen out. I throw myself out and land in the hallway down below.

I land at the foot of a concrete staircase. At the top is a door with a sign above it saying who is broadcasting inside and has radio station numbers.
I can hear them through a speaker by the door. "Just like Jack and Ron except, me, obviously like Jack, doesn't have a problem clearing the saliva from my throat." It makes his voice sound less thick. A man comes outside and notices me listening, he tips his hat to me but my eyes kind of slide around him. He's tall, wearing a black ball cap a dark green t-shirt and black knee length shorts.
A tv screen on the wall at the top of the stairs flickers to life. It features a short blonde woman who looks vaguely like Amanda Bynes, wearing a bring pink uniform and hat, standing under a spotlight in a black room. She is trying to act out their radio show and is getting mixed reactions.
I frown, what am I doing? I was looking for Liam. I find I'm standing in front of the tv, I head back down the stairs. The hall there ends in a glass door with a metal bar across the middle. I push it open and rush outside, calling for him. The dream feels brittle, like it's about to fall apart. The walls are...papery. Thin. A man on a motorcycle rushes past me and stops. He flips up the visor and for a second he looks exactly like Liam. I rush to him and him to me. He pulls of the helmet. The closer he gets the less he looks like Liam. It takes me a second to realize it though.

"Are you him?" I ask.

He looks puzzled. My heart sinks a little when I realize he's a stranger. "No, you're not, are you."
He smiles apologetically.
Wouldn't he be here if he were alive? Maybe he really is dead. The man from earlier moves up beside me.

"I told ya."
"Stop it." I snap.
"Tried to warn ya." He says. The buildings to either side of me are beginning to break apart, like sand in the wind.

I realize I am close to waking and I try to focus to hold it together a little longer.I ignore him. Even from here I can see muddy black waves crash through a line of structures, tearing them to shreds and beginning to flood the parking lot from 3 sides. I stand and observe.

"What do you think will happen if I let it have me?" I ask, I feel a little hopeless and wrung out. What's the point of anything if

Liam is dead?

"Likely you'll die."

I stare at the water. It's consuming the building closest to me.

"Here, step on that." The man shuffles a large thin piece of blue foam board at me. "Fat lot of good it'll do you."

He then escapes back the way we came. The water lifts the foam board, it starts to float away under a black truck. I step onto the corner, and it rises with the water. Water takes the path behind me, it's too late to run now. The board won't last me long, there's no way it can stand up to the raging water. Cool air blows the hair back from my face. The board is swept from under me and I remain in the air. I flap my arms like a bird and rise above the water, deciding I'm not quite ready to die. People beside the front of the Lowe's/Hospital/House are pointing up at me in awe. The water is receding, leaking away from the parking lot. I see a small group beside what looks like a...firetruck shaped like a four wheeler. I direct myself toward it, the police officer there is tall and fair skinned. He has bright blue eyes and I can see a little red under his hat. He holds his hand out to receive me as I alight on the top of the ladder extending from the top of the four wheeler. He helps me down. The top of my head barely reaches his shoulder. He looks strikingly like Liam but I know it isn't him, this man is only an echo. He knows exactly who I am though.

"You look just like him, you know."

He takes it as a compliment and smiles a little. "Thank you."
The police officer/Liam Echo turns away from me and speaks to the small group of survivors.

"Let's head inside where they are waiting to treat any injuries." He touches the brim of his hat when he glances at me, and then

his eyes rest on a legless woman in a wheel-chair with an IV drip. He says it's a miracle she survived. Given her health problems, the quality of her existence, I wonder if it might not be kinder if she had died. I'm not mean enough to say it though. He leads them inside, there's an emergency room bay just over the threshold.
Beside the door is a table. I walk to it. I notice there's an egg sitting in the middle of it. I pick it up and it slips from my hand, cracking against the table. It makes a noise like breaking, like it's boiled, but when I shake it I can hear the yolk. I test it between my hands and cracks spider out from the palms of my hands.
Now I'm curious. I throw it at the ground and the shell breaks away, but the yolk remains egg-shaped. Tough but still obviously a liquid. I begin to laugh, the revelation hitting me like a stone. I'm extremely delighted.
Of course, this is the message my subconscious wanted to send. Though the egg looked fragile, it could never actually have been broken.
I pick up the yolk, thinking to show the police officer. He seemed like he would enjoy a neat epiphany like this.

"Hey! Check this out!" He turns to face me and I throw the yolk. He isn't expecting it so he misses entirely and it breaks in

the most awkward spot. The crotch of his pants.

"Oh...I am so sorry! I just....wanted...to show you the egg!" I start laughing again, he looks a little amused and bewildered

and embarrassed. I leave, my last view of him is him trying to brush away the yolk. I decide it's time to wake up.

There was something going on, I don’t remember what, and I heard a girl nearby say how her mother had passed away. I imagined that was me in that situation and got really upset. I went to the bathroom and huddled down near a sink, crying into my arms. There were a few girls in there as well.

I leave the building, wondering if mom won’t think to see what’s wrong with me. I get in a van that we had a long time go. After a while, I realize it’s driving! The van is on auto-pilot and has been following a set path. I think to press the button on the dash, which reverses the direction. It takes a few minutes to find a driveway to turn around in, and then it’s heading back the way it came. I wonder if mom will have noticed I'm gone.

I get deja vu when I think about auto-piloted vehicles.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was in the park and there was some weird stuff happening near pond.

Dream 2:

I was watching someone play game that looked somewhat like Dino Crisis 2, he was cleaning out certain parts of the map and was commenting that it's an easy way through the game. The game also was more open/exploration based than DC2, but it combat it was similar, also there was global time limit. Player was going through jungle, then there was military area. Using the easier path he managed to go through most of the game without much fighting, eventually there was some kind of final fight in the futuristic city.
After finishing watching i decided to play by myself and i selected harder difficulty level than the one i watched. On the way through jungle there were much more fights than in the playthrough i watched before, and i had to deal with alot of raptors, i managed to get hold of double submachine guns quickly though, so it was not a problem. I used the path through waterfalls to reach the end of the area, then there was an boss fight with some enemy. I was doing fine on time and i was going to use same path through military area as that player used. But as i entered it, i was apparently on the other side of the map somehow, instead of the south-west i started at the north-east, where the wide road was. The road was leading straight into the base, and on it i was ambushed by some big dino, not T-Rex sized but still big, i remember from the playthrough that i watched that this one was actually thinked up by developer apparently. I retreat into one of hangers, only to be attacked by a pair of big weird creatures that came through the hole in the roof, that looked like brown mass on legs that were L-shaped with the angle of 45 degrees. I knew about them and i knew that submachine guns aren't enough to deal with them. I tried fighting them but shortly the dream ended.

Dream 3(fragment):

I was browsing dreamviews.

I was out on a date with M. I had on a suit, I want to say she was wearing a black dress. We boarded a sky ride with seats that were shaped like they were built for roller coasters. We weren't traveling high, but through a building which let out into a street. I remember putting my arm around her, and we were cracking jokes at the random people we saw. Ahhhhh people watching.


I'm fighting people down a set of stairs. They're armed with bows, and I'm using a katana one handed. Most of them are dead, and two beautiful girls are left. I grabbed her hand, and elbow and turned the bow towards her stomach. She told me to kill her. I felt her grip loosen, and she let go. She said no one could do it any better. I said "You want me, Auron, the master of swords, to kill you with a bow", and woke up.

First dream, was completely related to my old friend M...I went to sleep thinking what would happen if we would have ever become more than friends. I have no idea about the second dream...not even sure why I referred to myself as Auron.

I stretch and wake up slowly into the dream. No Templars around, at least, not in the immediate vicinity. There are a couple flying in the sky riding their silly pegasi. The bubble of protection is working. I kiss WinterFae's cheek, and open a portal to the Moon. I see a huge battle on the other side. I step through. On the other side, I am in my spaceship, Future's Hope. The Templars are mounting a full frontal assault on the entire Green Moon. The Moon Orks Castle, The Biodome, and The City of Nowhere are under attack.
Raven tells me to command the forces of Nowhere, she has the defense of the Biodome. I see MoSh and Tigress rocket off the Moon in their spaceships. They say they and Pablo are going to mount a counter-attack at The Silver Tower, the Templar's space station base.
I teleport to the City of Nowhere, my jungle pyramid city on the other side of the Green Moon. Templars on Pegasi are flying all over the outside of the city. The Moai heads in the wall are going off shooting lasers out of their eyes.
Island warriors riding winged pigs and flying sharks throw flaming spears at the Templar knights. The monster under the Temple has risen from the ground, and its green slimy tentacles pluck enemies from the air.
I summon a rainstorm, then a lightning storm, to soak then electrify their steel armor. I blast the Conch of Pan, and slam my Green Lantern ring into my palm. "Distress, Green Lantern number: 666999, Sector: Urth, Name: Nomad Nocturne, Nature of Distress: Full Scale Attack, Enemy: Illuminati Templar Knight, Dream Plane, White Lawful," broadcasts the ring.
An Army of Dream Warrior Corps and Green Lantern Corps appear out of Portals. The Green Lanterns grab the Pegasi and toss them into an equine dimension. The Dream Warriors pluck the Templars off their steeds and throw them into worlds full of only Templars.
The Battle is over. Every cheers. There is damage to the City. Little stone golems fly around the city, repairing it. I fly to my Temple, and go inside. I look in the standing mirror. I see Raven on the other side, looking at the fish in the koi pond. I step through.
"Battle over that quickly?"
"Huh? The battle for the Biodome was over hours ago."
"Really? Weird time dilation thing."
"Weird. Check this out, the battle somehow stimulated the Biodome and the plants in it to grow stronger."
I look around. I can literally see the plants growing taller and broader.
"Hmm... my body's sore... my neck in waking life, I think. Let's go to the volcanic hot pools."
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I'm fairly sure that in this dream I was in the body of, or playing the role of Walter White from Breaking Bad. Walter came into a cell with a woman who he seemed to recognize. She was in a metal basket of sorts, with packing foam all around her, only her head poking out from the top. The bars of the cell door locked us in momentarily, and Walter started saying something or other to this lady while removing the foam and exposing her extremities which were covered in boxes. In these boxes were her arms (as you'd expect) and in at least one of the boxes was a knife, which Walter took. The woman explained to Walter the situation on the road a block or so away from the prison. There was a gang that was harassing anyone who came through, either leaving for the desert of coming into the city.

At this point I, now the lens of the dream, started going towards this gang on the border of the city and the desert. I saw them harass Biff from Back to the Future, stalled, and continued on the road away from the city and completely bypassing the gang. Eventually I reached a home, completely alone and isolated from anything. I changed into my bodily self and continued into the home. I knew through intuition that this run-down and abandoned home used to be Biff's. I looked in the medicine cabinet behind the mirror in the kitchen/living room of all places, and found some juices, beauty creams, and most peculiar, an Electroshock Therapy kit. The EST kit was held in a red nylon roll-up bag. I remember in particular that there were contacts lined up on the rightmost side of the bag. These were thin metal rectangles with black on the top 1/3 of each of the contacts.

From this point, I have a flashback or premonition, I don't know what, but that was far too long for this entry and it is very fuzzy in recollection.

12 am S
3 am W drank a strong peppermint tea (three tea bags). back to bed at 330. didn't actually get back to sleep for a while after that
4-430 am S had to be closer to 4 considering all the dreams.
5 am W - nightmare, wrote everything down and went back to sleep an hour later
6 am S
9 am W - final

Had gone to my grandmothers house when she wasn't there ((nothing like their RL house)). I cleaned up some stuff on a counter and when they got home told them I had. 'thats nice dear'. There was someone there they didn't like.
Transition
My grandparents were no longer around and the house was a little different. K and B were behind a bar and in a kitchen. Me, L, and random guy were in the living room. ...sexins ensue... i'm invited to play with K and B and go around to do so. i cant seem to kiss K right - something just keeps feeling 'off'.
Transition
I'm in some sort of apartment. The guy 'next to' us (it was kind of embedded in our apartment and connected to another apartment network as well (used shadow memory of a previous dream to briefly touch on what that network looked like - I was never there in the dream)). had just installed an awesome AC system. The controls were in our apartment though. Apparently they had to wire it that way because of the buildings design. They guy there came out and talked with me, my mate, and a friend of his. They all started talking about some game and/or the computer. At some point I was outside the apt along with the neighbor guy. One of my cats (oci) was there as well - he slinked back into the apt - clearly uncomfortable where he had been. i think i was smoking outside. while the guys were looking at a comp, I started focusing on a magazine. I got about 1/3 - 1/2 way in when it got to the main article. It was all on a movie that was coming out soon. It was filled with gory shot after gory shot - all stark whites and reds. It started with an image of a chick kinda grainy and turning her head - very reminiscent of the grudge. I told my mate that I wouldn't be able to see this movie - too disturbing. I keep flipping though and the article doesn't end - the rest of the magazine is nothing but those disturbing images. I close the magazine.

Spoiler for Nightmare:

she is lying on the floor - coming for me. I freak out. I try to stab her in the head with something, but she doesn't react. I have something sharp and I cut off her head and toss it (after imagining her holding it). She is still reaching for me - I'm terrified. I chop her hands off - with a lot of difficulty - she is wiggling around a bunch still trying to 'get me' as i'm doing my best to pin her while chopping. She still seems to be coming for me somehow. Despite the lack of hands she seems to be able to grip a tiny bit. I'm hysterical at this point. I go for the window - its smallish and high up - as if we are in a basement. Its as i'm opening this window and she is reaching for me that I realize this must be a dream and immediately wake myself. I could feel myself creating the next part of the dreamscape - parking lot and cars. There was super creepy heavy base music to go along with her coming after me. ((there was no thought at all of turning on her. The terror sensation lasted a bit into waking life - lots of RCs. I'm still a little shaken up (this is at ~530/6 when i'm writing this) and uncertain about my ability to go back to sleep))

((this dream was really confusing to write - the location kept changing in my memory. i might have been mixing two different timelines))
There was some sort of fungus being spread on all the pot crops - government conspiracy. Wanted to find and hide the little bit that I had, but the cops got there too soon. They weren't after pot though. Eventually it was just a large group of people being held in a smallish space At some point in the dream the space was larger - like two houses to either side, one above, and a common area in between. Some of the 'prisoners' were organizing a resistance. They met up above. There was a slip of paper with someones # hidden on it. I was trying to find it and somehow call them - they could end this captivity. They guys name was Travis or Tailor or some other T word - I don't think it was actually a name, but it slipped away quickly. A person's head was snapped in front of me by invisible hands - she knew too much and was going to spread that knowledge. A friend was getting pulled out of the captivity 'room'. She was special in some way - had money or friend in really high places. They said they were neither holding nor not holding her and moved her elsewhere (i'm assuming somewhere nicer).


((So, i'm thinking that the Peppermint tea Definitely had an effect on my dreams. Dont know if i will ever try that again though as the nightmare was extremely vivid and disturbing.))

((oh yeah, when i was writing in my DJ after waking up at 9, i realized i had tool's song parabola running through my head))

I was home alone and I was supposed to be waiting for my parents to get back, my dad gave me specific instructions to stay in the attic or else I'd be tied up with some tape (it's weird when my dad shows up in my dreams because I haven't spoken to him in 4 years). So I was on my way up the stairs to the attic but the stairs seemed endless, and even though I was really afraid of what my dad would do if I didn't stay in the attic, I decided to go back downstairs. I ended up leaving the house and going to my grandma's old retirement home and I was going through all her toiletries when her nurse came and told her she had to pee on this thing that was supposed to determine her sexuality. It was like a pregnancy test, except it had something to do with food and cells in your pee or something, I used really big words to explain it in my sleep except now I don't understand the explanation. Anyway, my grandma peed on it and it said she was a lesbian and she was furious and then I think I was chasing her down the halls of the old people home, and my dad showed up and I woke up.

I had little time to sleep this night and I made it worse by getting overexcited about TOTM so I couldn’t fall asleep. Managed to have a mini-WILD when doing WBTB; instead of turning the alarm clock off as planned for today, I had on this occasion unintentionally pressed the snooze button, which interrupted me while trying to DEILD back.

Fragment1: OK, I wrote three key words in my notepad and made some drawing. I can’t read what I have written! One thing I do remember reminding myself during the restroom visit was that some parts of TOTM were there. But it wasn’t lucid, that’s for sure.

Dream2: I am kind of in front of grandma’s place, but not exactly. I’m watching some kids playing, they are very young and I wonder how their parents could have left them alone there. They are climbing a tree, two of them fall, start to cry. I go there to see what I can do. I get worried that parents will arrive and think I have done something to the kids. I see a pinkish flash of lightening and hear the thunder. I decide to get in the building. I was expecting to see some dog on the stairs, and there were four. One unidentified breed, one Dalmatian, two white terriers. The terriers were absolutely friendly and happy, jumping on their owner. I thought again how emotional dogs can be.

Dream3: I am back to some woman with whom I talked some dream fragments ago. This time I am with my boyfriend and we are looking at some items she is selling. My boyfriend selects a metal monopoly type of toy with Lincoln and a cylinder hat. I tell the woman that was exactly the piece she recommended a while ago. She gets very worried, it seems that her gift is working again, she has some psychic powers obviously and doesn’t want people to know. I think of telling her to just ignore people if they come with unreasonable requests, but she doesn’t want to listen.

Fragment4: Made some kind of cake, the size of a large baking tray, and I remember eating almost all of it. Left only one piece of it for my mom.

Fragment5: In a bus, the inspector comes to check our tickets, I tell her that I will not show her mine, because I can’t hold my poo anymore? I nevertheless decide to show her the ticket.

WBTB alarm. I try to shake myself more awake, restroom [did not poo!], back to bed, concentrating on mantra. This time it was the perfect combo of sleepiness and mantra. I fell asleep, and transitioned in the dream.

Dream6 [mini WILD]: A short moment of darkness, then I find myself staring at my hands. I am a bit surprised at myself, but anyways satisfied to have made it. I am in our old neighbourhood all by myself, so no distractions, I am also calm. I concentrate on holding the dream, as I usually do in my DILDs. I may have mumbled a few things, for I remember some vibrations resonating in the air? I feel that the dream is slipping away, so I try chanting Om to stabilize it [I was in the middle of the street nothing nearby]. I notice the sound resonating better this time, but it doesn’t help the dream. One moment I feel my dream body, and then this is happening with a tremendous speed, I cannot feel it anymore and find myself floating in the void. No! I try desperately to hold on to something with my mind, and DEILD back. At that very moment the snooze alarm sounds and wakes me up. What? I didn’t put snooze this time. I must have hit the wrong button 9 mins ago. [snooze usually works great with DILDs for me; also almost in most DILDs snooze or regular ones, I don’t get driven out of the dream so fast, so I take it is the WILD to blame? Will monitor this in the future]

After that, I make sure I turn off the snooze and set for 30 mins later- final wake. I go back to sleep almost immediately, some dreams may have started I don’t remember. I wake 10 mins later rather stressed that the sleep time will be over soon and I won’t be able to lucid. Then I remember I just had a lucid and become angry at the alarm clock. I can’t fall asleep anymore and there is no point either so I go to DJ.

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Last nights dream was weird in the fact that to me everything seemed to be happening all at once and fast, I can't really put across in words how it felt, but it was like watching a film on double speed with sound at normal speed, but it still making sense, I don't know if you can imagine it, but that's what it was like.

First off, someone was driving me around town and we saw this awesome motor in front of us, it was lowered to the knackers, full body kit, black paint job with full front and back headlight conversions etc...

It was similar to this, just a little more square, it was a beast

As we drove past it, I turned and looked to see Stuart Montanden driving, now that's a name and a face I haven't heard/seen for years, like 20 years or more.

I was dropped off at home where my partner was waiting for me - not Joy - , for some reason she and our next door neighbour were fighting for my affections, I didn't recognise either of them, but I knew them both.

Spoiler for The Circle.:

In Scunthorpe, there's a roundabout that is fairly unique to the UK in that you can drive around it in any direction you wish, it's locally known as The Circle, it's quite large too...

Scene change - I was stood with Barney outside of Henderson Avenue school, just off the circle - see spoiler - and they had built a rail road straight across it, we were aware there was a train approaching and we waited for it to pass, as it came into view I noticed it was tilted onto only one track, but it was natural in the dream, however as we watched, the tilt became more severe and eventually it fell and crashed. It was a massive event, loud and a little scary. I immediately said to Barney that we should go and check for survivors and then ran across the road, I vaulted the divider in the road and then vaulting the fence. As I got to the train I saw it was a mess, I noticed the train operator was already helping the passengers out. I said I'd go in and start getting the others out, I entered the train and as I did I noticed that it was much too large inside than it should've been, just like the Tardis is. The first room I entered was empty and as I walked through, I saw a tool box like a drill box that has the lot, you know the type, all the bits included, I went over to I checked it and I knew that if it was full, I was going to steal it. I opened it up and there was like 2 drill bits inside of it. I carried on into the train and started to rescue the people.

Scene change - same dream - I was stood outside of the train and I saw that my Dad had turned up and was starting to cut through the couplings with a gas axe, I got upset with him as I'd been set to do it when he just turned up and took over. I wiped a window to look inside, there was only one person left and so I left as the operator went in to help them.

I was back on Henderson Avenue when someone called out 'Nicho', I turned and saw an immigrant on a phone, he said "It's him, he answered to his name." He passed me the phone and pointed to a window down the road, I took the phone and looked where he was pointing, I saw curtains twitching, I put the phone to my ear and heard "Did you think we'd never find you again Nicho.?" I asked who it was and he just laughed, so I hung up. I turned to give the phone back, but he was gone so I kept it. (He called me again later in the dream and the exact same thing happened).

My Mum turned up, she asked if I'd decided to move home or not, I said I didn't know. She mentioned she'd cooked some cake, there were clean clothes for me and that she had gotten me some weed.

Scene change - I'm in the room at my parents, I find the clothes, they're all old and too small. I look for the weed, but I trouble finding it, at last I find it and there was shit loads (which as you may know is odd as I don't smoke).

I return home and the two girls are still arguing over me, I suggest that I live with both girls, spending a week at one house and a week at the other. To my surprise and obvious delight, they both readily agree, however they then start to argue about where I start first. The guy from earlier called, I had the feeling that it was something to do with my tome in prison and I start to get worried, I wake up proper at around 8.30am.

5:55

My son wanted to do experiment with poop. I vetoed him, saying that poop is too dirty and can only be studied by scientists in special labs. He reminded me that we are in a lab. I said that this lab is not special enough. He had some poop in sink with either red flossers or red bubble making toys. I ran water to make it go down the drain.

Went to bed around 10:00pm

11:30 kidnapper in a car garage in our van wants to take my kids - I retaliate, I rescue the kids, I prepare to fight using martial arts which i don't know in real life. I felt sure that I would win. I don't remember dreaming the actual fight - i think the dream ended on my intension to fight and sureness of winning. It felt very empowering. A surprisingly vivid dream for this early in the night. A typical mother protects her kids dream.

"12-30 this us a reas," - at first I assumed that I was not awake enough to make sense while typing. But now given my struggles with typing in the morning, I assume that I just did not double heck the result. It could have been a clear sentence in my mind.

4:00 cannot remember anything and distracted by my husband while trying to recall

Been dreaming about sex a lot lately. Maybe the past five days. I also had a third person dream where I was some woman with a bow.

Last night I had a dream where I was walking with a rope on my leg. Each step, would tangle the rope more, and more. I was walking through school, and I was leaving early to get a surgery. One of the teachers started talking to me about how they've changed the layout of the rooms, and hallways are harder to navigate because back doors are locked.

"White rabbit" Keeps popping in my head as well. This morning I popped out of bed because I thought it was playing during HI.

Dream recall from today's naps.

Nap #1(fragment):

I was at home and i had bunch of desk fans and an huge disk collection for some reason. Then front fan on the PC broke and i was figuring out why.

Nap #2(fragments):

I was at some kind of coastal area with forts. Later i was at home and dreamviews was an actual place and somehow it was an part of my room. There were offices of some kind and some weird mechanism in an sub-room upstairs. Someone was suggesting to watch a movie, and each time he suggested the title was completely different.