non-lucid

I was in a neighborhood that resembled the one in Winter Park that my Aunt owns a house in, Semi-Ghetto, yet near a bustling town center. I took my motorbike out for a ride, a very far, risky ride, away from the house, and saw no police, and half way through the ride it morphed into a scooter. I passed the Orange Fungus Hill, climbed it, and left. Its always so mushy.

Colette invited me to her 'Summer House' and it was BIG, AWESOME, and WHITE, with touches of wood for that classic traditional feel. I opened her fridge, and noticed a jar of Smucker's Peanut Butter & Jelly. Then I went to another room, and there was a room with 4 walls of 3D Holographic Screens, that when you stood in the middle, it would look amazing. It was still being installed, but what has been made, still was breathe-taking. There was also a lot of talking in between, and it seemed like we were planning to leave somewhere.

Ashley Quickle was at my house really early in the morning, and she asked for coffee, and I offered to make a brew, so while I filled up the water, and while I waited for it to fill up, I grabbed a B-100 Vitamin, and tried swallowing it, but screwed up like 3 times... Weird

Inside a forest, some strange people near my, i have to go somwhere, but there is no urgency... he cant show me the way with his arms, or fingers, because he only can fight with them, it gets explained to me, that here, people are not used to have frindy conversations with outsiders, so the guy piks up a stik, which looks a bit like skeleton hand and shows me where i should go, i think he is very nice, we walk a bit together, but we do not speak with another, then there are bigger houses and stuff, he stays there, bathing in the sunlight, i think to myself, he probably does not get too much sun inside the forest, i like him in his way...

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i'm lay in bed, next to me lays a nice black lady, i dont know her, she tells me here story about her job, she has worked for a lawyer, and she only could work for people the lawyer gave his permit... so he decided to go, work by herself, but the problem was, that this lawyer did not gave her a some papper which she needet, so she had to pay 2.000 or 20.000 dollar... obviously it was no problem for her to do that, then, out of the blue starts carresing me in a very nice way, at first, i'm irritated, but then - it feels so good, nice and warm - i go along, take some cloth off, she likes it, i remember i had a shawl around my face, it thought about it... then there where other people in the room, i whispered to her, that i would like to screem, that we will fuck now, she smiled....

The dream begins with me working at a new Wildflower restaurant with a new boss and new employees. The restaurant is in what seems to be a giant Chuck E Cheese play area mixed with a giant clothing store. The there are three giant rows of open area and the rest of the area is covered with clothes racks. I see some random people fighting each other and taking cover in the clothes racks. Then I go up front to where my boss is and he tells me to prepare an order and to go open a new pickle jar. The order is for Steve.

I let out an exhalation as my feet rise and fall on the hot sand. Its warmth ascends through my body as a light breeze glides across my skin, offering a relief from the hot sun in the clear sky overhead. The dunes of a vast white desert stretch out before me miles in every direction. I am alone. No one but me and the endless sand and dust in the wind.

A figure shows itself in the distance. A man? Standing out there on the dunes. His long robes flow in the wind as he stares, as if waiting for me to continue on with him. It could be nothing but a mirage, but he's there. Standing. Waiting.

To my left - sand. To my right - sand. I must follow this elusive stranger.

I attempt to quicken my pace, but my legs are slow and heavy. The sand grows deeper. Each step I take sinks down into the dunes beneath my feet. The weight of the sack over my shoulder slows my pace. Regardless of how close I seem to get, the mysterious stranger always seems to be half a mile ahead, each moment disappearing over another dune. My instinct to catch up to the him is strong, yet my skepticism comes forth. Is this a mystic or is this a trickster? An illusion or a real being? The tricksters encountered in the past have been many, drawing me into the depths of their schemes. Lured in by my curiosity and their promises of higher knowledge, only to find myself caught within their web of lies. Chained and held prisoner within a cave of endless illusory pleasures, staring at the shadows of the puppeteer behind me. Captivated with no choice of control and no freedom of thought as my neurological hardware finds itself hacked and rewired by a malevolent existential programmer. Food for the carnivorous fish in the deep sea of a predatorial universe starving for vital conscious energy.

However, this doesn't feel that way. I have a choice in the matter. I feel the ability to turn back at any moment. My heart tells me to continue on, that this is the way, and so I follow.

My legs are heavy and my breathing is slow in the thick desert air. Hours seem to pass by with a lost sense of time melting away into the sun as it beats down on my bare shoulders. As the seconds, minutes, or hours pass, however, I make it over the top of the tallest dune.

Below me is a vast canyon, spanning far to my left and right. The distance to its bottom looks staggering. Jagged rocks. Darkness. On the other side of the canyon resides a lush jungle. The sound of waterfalls and birds singing in the trees graces my ears. I know I have never been to this forest before, but something feels familiar and welcoming. Across the canyon stands the mysterious robed stranger. I look down, but see no way of crossing to the other side. He stares into my eyes, his gaze penetrating my soul. In those eyes I see my own. The deep blue. The white hair. This is so familiar. Something profoundly deep and eternal resides between us.

I look down at my hands and notice the white paws and fur covering my skin. This is me. He is me. That is who I am. As the realization hits me, a bridge forms. Frail and held together by nothing but some twine and a few boards, but there nonetheless.

I can't make it with this bag, however. If I lose it though, I lose the only sense of identity I have. I lose my past. I lose myself. Many times before have beings nearly tricked me into leaving my past behind. Tricked me into forgetting my name. The name of my family and ancestors. It binds us to ourselves. If we forget our name we forget what it means to be a human. So quick are we to give up our identities for the sake of achieving fame, recognition, or making a quick buck. Is it worth it though? Is this mysterious forest worth the risk?

Behind me lies the white desert, in front of me the lush mysterious jungle.

I don't have a choice. I must go. I drop the bag I'm holding and make my way slowly, but surely across the bridge. I feel lighter, I feel free. The bridge sways beneath my four paws and I attentively place each one, careful not to crack a single one of the boards. One misstep and I'll go cascading into the rocky chasm below. The boards creek with each step and the breeze blows against the fur of my ankles. One step. Two. Three. Four. I will make it across. There is no turning back.

I glance behind me to realize I'm halfway across. A surge of accomplishment and positive anticipation wells up through my veins. With the sense of achievement comes a spiral of light from every direction. Bursts of fire surround me. The bridge. It's transformed. Pure glass. Not a thin glass, however. Strong. Sturdy. Unbreakable. I look into the crystal flooring to see my reflection. I am older, no longer a young cub, and my mane has begun to grow. With each step I feel myself grow closer to wisdom.

As I step off the bridge I make my way over to the stranger in robes. He stands tall. A white lion. A wise sage, eyes filled with the wisdom of the ancients. His velvet robes embroidered in blue, black, green, and yellow designs. Natural and flowing, psychedelic, but not overwhelming. He stares into my eyes and with his gaze I know this spirit has been with me a long time. That he has been following me throughout my daily life, his silent words speaking to me through every experience, guiding me along the winding rivers. I know now this being is within me. My higher self. My future. My most true form.

We walk through a path in the forest and life permeates the air, spirits in every direction. When I close my eyes I feel the mother of our world, a great serpent. Wise and powerful, stern but loving. Her gaze is piercing. Right to the depths of my being. I know this is not my territory, but it is her territory. She offers it to us. She shares it, the comfort of her love pervading our every thought.

The jungle air is moist against my skin, the trees are tall, and the scent of flowers and flowing water is refreshing as it courses through my body. As we turn a corner in the path, a beautiful sanctuary reveals itself beyond the leaves of the forest. Mountains, hot springs, waterfalls, and lush foliage surround my companion and me. Within its center resides a pristine lake. Water so clear one can see all the way to the bottom, circular stones covering its floor. So white and round they could almost be eyes gazing up from the primordial depths of the Earth. The trees are the most pure green I've ever laid eyes upon. This is paradise.

My guide turns to me and smiles.

"Are you ready to find your destiny?"

And with that we walk off into the mesmerizing sanctuary before us, transfixed by the mysteries that await.

I catch glimpses of the faces of those around me as I move through the hallways. Sadness, happiness, apathy. Mostly indifference. The faces of those simply cycling through the motions of life. No soul, no purpose. Am I any different?

Out the corner of my eye I catch sight of a face. That girl. I know her. But from where? The face is uncanny. Green glasses, strawberry blonde hair. Who is this?

She looks at me. A smile.

The motions of life continue. Hours go by. I move through these hallways unaware of where they lead. One of the crowd. Destinationless. Faceless. Then I see her again.

In that moment we remember everything. The life we've known each other, the memories we've shared. The lives we've descended on through the wheel of time. The cycle of Samsara experienced over and over and over again. Tears flow from our eyes.

"How could I ever forget you?" she says.

Reality sheds its skin before our eyes and we gaze upon the vast and beautiful jungle before us. The immense garden of beauty, one only to be found within the collective dreams of all mankind. We dangle from the branches of trees. Two serpents. Entwined in an act of ethereal love, one with the phantasmagorical sights surrounding us. My rich blue body glide across the deep purple scales of hers to produce a radiant swirl of colorful energy, spiraling outward from the center of our entanglement. Our bond is electrifying.

This is life. This is truth. This is where we are and always have been. This is real.

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I awake and dust of the crust from my eyes. Back in this reality.. How unfortunate. What the hell just happened? Who was that girl? I pick up my phone to text D about the dream that just occurred - a morning tradition. I speak of the girl, the snakes, the forest - the total experience.

".. she kind of reminded me of you, actually, but healthier and with more vitality," I tell her

"I had strawberry blonde hair and wore green glasses back in about 2008, before my health problems. That would be amazing if that was me."

And then it clicks. Was that her? Have we shared previous lifetimes together? The bond we share and the synchronicities we've experienced are already extraordinary on their own. Is this possible? There may never be a way to find out the truth. This life we live in is a mysterious one. This reality - is it but a single world, or is this but one of many?

2nd February 2013

Sleep – 10:50pm
Wake ups – 6:25am
Finial Wake up – 9:00am
WBTB – 6:25am-6:40am

Dream

I was walking down a road alongside a park. I can hear a baby crying from the park. I looked over, into the park and all I can see is a women, with a bottle in one hand, who appeared to be drunk standing on the grass. The baby’s cry seemed to come from the women’s direction. I got concerned for the baby and went over to her. I figured that the woman was in no state to care for the baby so I would take her and the baby somewhere safer.

As I walked up to the women I noticed the baby was at the women’s feet. The women noticed me walking towards her and she started to panic. She started shouting at me “It wasn’t me” and “It’s not even mine” while pointing at the baby with her free hand. I looked down at the baby and saw that the baby had some sort of object sticking in to its head. It looked like the handle off something. There was no blood.

I picked up the baby and noticed that something was written on its forehead. In a blue ink “2806 19/03/__” The last part looked like a date but I couldn’t figure out what the last two numbers were. I knew I had to get the baby to a hospital soon. The baby was still crying. I noticed that the baby couldn’t move its neck either. I knew that the nearest hospital was up a massive hill nearby. I started running for the hill with the baby in my arms and the women stayed where she was.

I started to shout for help to the nearby people but. Everyone refused to give me help when they saw the baby. They would run up to me to see what was wrong, but when they saw the baby they refused to even be associated with me. Finally a woman agreed to help me and ran into her house to get her car keys.

3rd February 2013

Sleep – 10:45pm
Wake ups – 7:25am
Final Wake up – 8:20am
WBTB – N/A (Forgot to put phone on charge so alarm didn’t go off)

Dream 1

I was at a Chinese restaurant ordering some food. While I was waiting for my food I started to have a conversation with them. There were 3 of them, a farther and daughter and another guy unrelated to them. They were all Chinese. I noticed that they worked in the dark and I asked them about it. They said that in china there isn’t much light and in England there was. They wanted to work in a place that felt like home.

Dream 2

I was in a massive shop that sold everything. I was disguised as a cleaner there. I was trying to place a recorder in to the pillows of the beds that were on sale. I started to put some of the recorders I had in my pocket into the pillows when 2 actual cleaners turned up. They told me to get back to doing actual work. They told me to go change the sheets of the beds. They then both left and I started to change the sheets on the beds. I replaced the plain white sheet with a brown sheet with strange symbols on them.

Dream fragment 1

I was in a supermarket and looking for a box of chocolates. I couldn’t find them so I asked a member of staff and she couldn’t find them either.

Dream fragment 2

I was on my laptop sitting on the floor of my room. I was viewing Dreamviews.

4th February 2013

Sleep – 12:30am
Wake ups – N/A
Finial wake up – 6:15am
WBTB – N/A (Only going to get just under 6 hours of sleep anyway so there was no point)

No dream recall.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee, my dream recall is back!

Dream 1(fragment):

At some point in dream i was in subway and i had to jump into moving train because it could not stop properly on the station. Also that train was really short.

Dream 2(fragment, memorable):

This dream was about some sort of rat that was a detective, there was something involving some slimy dudes and something to do with the sewers, i recall that i was being different characters through it. Also i recall some platforming segment.(i wish i recalled more of this dream...)

Dream 3:

I was playing some sort of turn based tank game which used models of tanks from WWII. One of the maps had big building in the middle and both sides starting on the opposite sides from it. Mix of what i was thinking were Panzer III and Panzer IV were used by both sides, i was just watching battle of two AIs from top down. Map had some positions somewhat randomized, leading to one side having units closer to each other than other side, which made them do more damage sooner due to being able to start shooting earlier. Ofcourse that side won that game.
Then i started some single player mission and i was moving my tanks through some sort of city.

Dream 4:

I was playing some Warzone 2100, there was some small map where i started with small base and there was one scavenger and one NP base to the north and to the east, also one more scavenger base to the north-east. Also there was some sort of volcano in the center of the map.
After completing it i found it too easy and decided to use some code restarted the map and switched sides to scavenger. They had some weird units, such as rocket buggy that could use only mg or some sort of hovertank unit that was out of place for their side. For some reason NP bases were replaced by bases of The Project, so i was having really hard time playing as scavengers.

Dream 5:

I was the helper of some dude who was Shenanigans Inspector, we have entered some big building to check if everything is in order. We forgot to eat before going in there and were hungry so Inspector used some shenanigans to get us food and also millions of $. Apparently we were required more money for reason i can't recall, so we have talked about what to do(i recall he was talking like he was from some comedy movie or something).
We have decided to use some 'market shenanigans' that were happening somewhere in the building, when we have found place that we needed Inspector said to "leave everything to him and just watch". This was place of some market play, with various auctions and such, Inspector found an empty table and set up all of out moneys on it in some bizarre way, like each 1000$ were on it's mini-pedestal.
Apparently he ended up losing some money and after a while the main dude in the place declared that he knew about shenanigans that we use and the whole building was built in a way to rely on completely different set of shenanigans(?). Inspector started laughing and the dream ended soon.

I might have to start considering famous people a dream sign, this time the Crocodile Hunter was in my dreams haha.

1. I was in a grocery store/complex of some sort, there were many many rooms in the building. The hallways had fairies everywhere except they just seemed like lights down the hall, don't remember this part very much but I wrote it in my dream journal. I started going down these hallways with small rooms in the side and once you spotted a zombie-like corpse thing, it followed you around. I remember I had some sort of inventory system in the dream and I tried to bring up a weapon, the closest thing I could find was a pickaxe. But when I tried to hit the zombie it sort of just nudged down a little bit, and I could barely move the pickaxe at all, not because it was heavy but some sort of "glitch" in my dream. Except when I nudged the pickaxe the zombie flew away down the hall. After that I got scared and I kept opening rooms to find the crocodile hunter. I knew he was somewhere in the building and I opened this one room down to some sewer system and the water was waist-deep. I found the crocodile hunter going down one of the halls in the sewer with a torch. The sides of the walls were made up of bricks, almost like in boo's haunted house in mario 64 except less cartoon looking. After a few seconds I get teleported to another part of the building. And I find the front of the store has cash registers like the whole building is a giant grocery store or something. What is strange is every clerk was a hot blonde girl, they all seemed to be talking to each other but they stuck in their respective cash register places. I thought this was very strange because hot girls are so rare, but then I kept going because I wanted to find the Crocodile Hunter again. I went back to the sewer and he was still holding the torch, then after a few seconds the dream was over.

2. One fragment of another Dream I had was that I was just walking around with a heavy backpack. I was walking around some city at first and I remember walking down some streets with just garages on one side and the backs of some stores on the other side. There was also a scene where there was a circular giant sidewalk with artistically designed bricks on the ground and I was looking at myself walk towards where I was looking at myself from. On the left of where I was looking was a street, no one else was there but there were cars in the background. I don't remember parking my car but I remember my car got towed, I went back to the place I parked it, which was some random persons driveway lol. I put my gloves and hat on the driveway and laid them all out neatly for some reason, when the family got home and parked their car on the side of the street.

Another fragment I remember from the dream was I was walking behind a middle school, and two girls were just walking home at that time, except it was extremely strange because it was midnight. I was so confused that I just stared and wondered what they were doing at this time of night, but I kept walking. Then I found a construction crew not really doing any work but just talking amongst themselves and just glancing at me as I go by.

I feel as if there were more of the dream where I walked on some nature trails but I just do not remember it.

I went out to work in the morning and when I came back (only a couple of hours later), I decided I should go to bed. I didn't feel like it, but I knew I was super tired. So I did, and did SSILD for a little while. But I couldn't even fall asleep. Then, later on in the afternoon, I felt really tired, so I put the radio on and went to bed. After a little while, I had a feeling like I was coming out of something very deep, everything was dark and the radio sounded funny, but then I felt like I was rising up out of it and I came back again.

Then I fell properly asleep. However, I wasn't aware that I'd fallen asleep (you know how when you have a nap and you feel kind of disoriented and you're never sure if you've slept or how much you've slept?). It was like that. I felt like for so long I just couldn't fall asleep, but I was half asleep for sure, and just day-dreaming. At one point, I lifted my head up and looked out of the window. I didn't know it then, but I was dreaming (unfortunately, I haven't been doing my RCs recently and so I never thought to do an RC after I'd 'woken up'). The other odd thing was, was that the sky outside was concurrent with how it should have looked in real life and there was all the condensation on the window that has been there today IRL. I'm just mentioning this, because I'm impressed at how very real the FA was. My vision was a little grainy and I couldn't hear the radio very well. This happened a couple of times.

Then I was really dreaming. I was walking through my apartment and my housemate was in her room with one of her friends and I thought, "Ohhh, damn, she's back already." (Again, this is pretty much real life, except she's not back yet. And everything was so realistic, nothing really bizarre and random like most dreams). I ran to the fridge and then back to my room, still not aware I was dreaming. I was back in my room and up on the wall I saw a little cupboard with the door slid half way open. I thought, "Who opened that?!" (Except I don't have a cupboard). Then I realised it was my bookshelf. THEN, my bookshelf had changed shape and was in the middle of the room, but apart from that, everything was exactly as it should be, right down to how my room is lit. I was looking at the books on it and I saw five new books that were not there before and are not there IRL, because they're back home. They were some of my favourites and I got really excited. I was like, "Hmm, wait....what..? Mum...?" And then it clicked. I looked at my hand and I had all these fingers and I suddenly felt there and conscious. It was pretty cool, but I suddenly had the most bizarre reaction. I started panicking and saying, "Wake up! Wake up!" Then I thought, "What am I doing?" and started rubbing my hands together. That didn't work, everything went dark and drifted away and I woke up and realised that I'd had some FAs. So 2nd LD and I ballsed it up again. Well, gotta keep on trying!

Lula x

04.02.2013

Preliminary Horse Lineup (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a stadium that didn't have too many people sititing on the bleachers, but I'm within the playing fied with light brown dirt/sand. There's this mini-trial to see who can better control a horse to be a contestant for a horse race that will be starting tomorrow.

It seems kind of weird having to face against someone tomorrow that would already have more experience than any of us that participated in this pre-run. There were many dream characters that tried to control their pace with the horses, but nearly all of them failed.

Horses were like rodeo bulls, with as much rage to fling their whole bodies literally STRAIGHT UP, thus throwing off riders with ease. It was my turn, and I felt kind of scared. The horse I had to tame or at least ride around with was a brown horse with a nice fur shine to it. It had a black mane and tail, and pure black eyes with white reflections on them.

I get on it, and surprisingly, this horse is following the majority of my commands without going crazy on me like the other riders. I tried to use my very limited knowledge of controlling horses, and focused on my feet and the way I stroked its mane. I gently rubbed my feet forward to make it move forward, then to make it turn to the left of this very limited environment, I slowly tapped my right feet to the left and slightly dug its skin gently towards the left. It complies with my orders, and I basically end up doing random things with it.

Basically, this horse was the most peaceful, probably because it liked me the most. I started swaying my hips left and right, and the horse is doing the same. This whole scenario with me doing random commands with my hands and feet reminds me of the ANDREAS HELGSTRAND - WEG2006 Freestyle Final Video I watched when my Chemistry professor showed it in class in High School:

So I was slowly guiding it in an oval path, and then I was qualified to participate in the race. I felt kind of shocked to be picked, and I haven't had any practice whatsoever, at least any dream recall of me doing some kind of activity where I am practicing for horse racing.

So in the mean time, I believe I have another dream as a sort of vacation from all of that competition just now....

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04.02.2013

Azula Chokes Me and I Lick Her Fingers Sexually (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So apparently I'm sitting with Azula from Avatar, and in this dream, she'll be age Infinite, therefore, that prevents me from feeling insecure of what I did to here.

You hear me Dream FBI?? YOU HEAR ME?

Anyway, I did something to piss off Azula, or maybe it could've been an intentional thing to start getting into this whole.....err....how do you say....(never mind). She gets pissed off at me, she picks me up with her right hand and starts to lightly choke me. She tightens the grip a bit more and tells me,

"If you ever do that to me again, I'll..."

I want to say that she said "I'll kill you," but I don't think she would be happy if she started disposing me and having to find someone else to play with.

Whatever it is that she said, I get a little scared and turned on by this. We were in an area that was very dark, and I remember two blue flames to the left and right of her as she holds me up. She slowly lets me go down, and she sits on a couch or some kind of furniture.

I started getting submissive, and I felt as if she wanted me to do something sexual to her. I don't know, I just had this weird hunch that she would automatically go from dominant to submissive.

I can't even string together how this felt.

I start cudding with her, yes, I was cuddling with this fictional character,

So I wrapped myself under a blanket with her, and she puts her right hand in front of me, showing her slightly sharp nails at me. I slowly licked her index finger, and then started to taste the salty sweat saturated all over. It wasn't completely wet, but it was strangely a turn on to lick a female's fingers.

Then it went OVERBOARD when I clasped her right hand together and slowly engulfed her fingers a bit more. She slowly pushes it down my mouth, and my tongues starts going crazy licking every nook and cranny of her hand, every crease it can reach forwards and backwards.

The salt from her hands, and feeling her soft skin in my mouth......it's hard to put into words what's going on in my mind. So I take her right hand out of my mouth, and the slobber is going down slowly on the couch...

I forget what happens next, and I'm kind of glad I don't remember lol. It would be weird having sex with someone that could kill you with firebending if you didn't satisfy her enough. LOL.

Ugh....scary thought, but seriously though, I can't believe I did that.

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04.02.2013

Azula Sets up Traps (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm with Azula, and this time, we're outside at some Aztec type of environment where it's very sunny outside. She had a random plan to collect all the males, except me, to be trapped and knocked out.

She had some wooden objects way up some columns where if the males went anywhere near them. They would be picked up by some weird object, then slide down to the bottom and become unconscious by gas.

Not sure what's going on here....

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04.02.2013

EPIC Horse Racing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So now that the dreams I had before this dream are now over.....

I'm at a larger stadium than the previous dream I had with the brown horse. It's still my companion for this race, and I felt an overwhelming feeling of confidence rushing inside of me from the large crowd.

Compared to the last dream where there's barely anyone in it, seats are now completely full, and I can passively hear their roaring of cheers. The place is dark with stadium lights fixating only on me and the opponent I was going against.

Apparently it was a man who was at least 6 feet tall, and he's wearing a red sweater and black pants. He's smiling for the crowd, and he looks at me. He still sustains his smile, which makes it hard for me to judge how he feels having me here as his opponent.

We both get on our horses, and before everything starts, I see what's in front of me for the course. There was this long white, flexible object that would split both of us so we either had to take one side and go along with that side for the rest of the course. The race starts, and I decided to take the left side. Things get pretty tense quickly, and I feel as if I'm not even controlling the horse most of the times.

I was interchanging with specator mode and third person mode, analyzing the environment around me, checking to see what would be apparent beyond my horizon if I were to stay in third person riding my horse. I see there's a small gap that extended for at least 5 seconds where my horse and I could move to the right side and trick out opponent into slowing down.

I shift back to third person and decided to move to the rightside, and I'm still passively acknowleding the lights flashing around the stadium, but that's most likely because we're going at insane speeds with our horses. The opponent was a male and then suddenly turned female for the majority of the match.

I could also see my perspective in spectator mode panel over to her side in the front, and her mouth and face are going backwards a bit from the wind from the speeds. She's holding on to her horse for dear life, like, she's literally hugging the horse's neck as much as she can.

Our Horses basically go on autopilot, and I'm not in front of her horse. Her horse decided to trip us all, but everyone gets back up, proving that trick wouldn't work on me. We're finding getting close to the finish line, which apparently would be beyond the double gray doors at was at least 100 feet away from us (with our speed, that would be accomplished in a matter of seconds).

It was weird, whenever I shift perspectives, like spectator mode, everything was normal pace, like some kind of time dilation, and then when I'm in third person mode, it's very quick and hyper. We crash into the double gray doors, and we both fall down with our horses. I had a feeling that having our horses to the finish line wasn't necessary, so I quickly ran to the finish line.

Even though I touched the wall after the "FINISH" undernearth me on a ramp going upwards, I noticed my opponent was 1 second late from reaching the wall as well. I didn't hear anything as yet to signal that I won the race. Then I realized, we needed our horses.

Her horse was way closer than mine was. I decided I have to somehow bring my horse or at least touch one of its hooves and quickly bring it along while I touch the wall again. I do so, and my opponent is almost getting there before me. In fact, she did, and then she turned into a male again, this time, a dark-skinned male.

He looks at me as I felt miserable for almost losing after having so much effort being put into this race, and I felt that he started pretending that he couldn't reach the wall out of sympathy for me?

I quickly take the oppportunity to touch the wall and won the race. After a while, I started talking to my mother for some weird reason, and then informed her that I won the race and that it would go my funds for college. I couldn't remember the prize money at all, or even recall reading any flier that had the prize money for the 1st place winner of the race.

I think it was at least $1,000 for 1st place, and I felt as if this was so real and that this would help me so much that I did something as random as horse racing to get this kind of money in my posession. I saturate myself into this pseudo-reality, continuing my assurance that this dream was a reality, and just went completely blank in content that I can't remember what happens next.

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04.02.2013

Pre-Calculus Math Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being in a room that's in front of a math class I had in my last High School. I saw the blonde teacher that I had in waking life, and she's wearing a light violet shirt with blue jeans.

There's some student that's flinging things at people, and the teacher notices this and gets annoyed by him. I peek over and watched the whole scenario, and she's going to turn around to write more formulas or something on the black chalkboard.

03.02.2013

Electrical Madness and the Elemental Warrior (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in some sort of alternate world that had mystical creatures and a ton of weird stuff. There was some sort of warrior (and I believe I was this warrior) that could control the elements of fire, water and wind. This warrior was about 12 feet tall and very muscular. For some reason, this warrior died and a huge tomb was made on his honor.

Suddenly, due some sort of magnetic disturbance, the electronics went berserk, is like they had consciousness. Suddenly, everything that had at least a microchip would start working on its own. It felt very dangerous because there were some sort of Uzi guns that had a microchip that assisted in automatic shooting. I could see small items that were attacking other people.

Someone went to the warriors tomb. It appears than an Uzi gun was inside the tomb and it would ressurect the warrior somehow. The warrior resurrected, but three small replicas of him instead. Each replica controlled an element.

The fire replica would shoot fireballs with his hands and he was able to incinarte buildings entirely. The wind one created tornadoes and the water one got killed almost right away it spawned, so I had no idea.

The warrior replicas were fighting but they ended up being destroyed.

02.02.2013

Developing robots and playing tag. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was with some friends indoor talking about how to develop a robot with artificial intelligence. The home interior was pretty dark since the windows were very small. We had a lot of computers and some robots that also could be used like cell phone (not smart phones though) and they were about one feet tall. I was taking with them about the inconvenience to do some phone calls with them.

For those who do not know me, I am a 30 years old working Psychic Medium despite the dream how follows.

Suddenly, we went outdoors and we started to play Tag. I started to run with a made up best friend I had in life, and we were tagging each other all the time. We ran a few blocks and we went inside a few buildings, some of them, had stores and restaurants.

Each time I tried to tag him, he would hold my arm and tag me back, sayng "Tag, you are in!" I felt a bit upset because he was too fast for me to scape, plus there were a ton of tables and chairs and it was hard to run. We got to the exit of this restaurant, and I saw some stairs, I tagged him and started to run the stairs down. He claimed he was afraid of the stairs and he needed to use the elevator. I started running down the stairs, jumping sometimes 4-5 at a time or even the whole floor using the hand rails as a support to bounce. When I reached ground level, I could see how still the elevator started to go up (we were at the 4th floor)

I found it pretty funny that he was not going to be able to catch me anymore, since he wasted a lot of time. I wondered where my other friends where.

I was in a tank, Battlefield 3 style, battling a different tank. I missed my first two shots. A good two seconds later, I got a feed of random kills

MIKKEL JAVELIN player1
MIKKEL SUN player2
MIKKEL SUN player3
MIKKEL SUN player4
MIKKEL SUN player5

Which didn't make much sense, as I didn't fire a javelin and you can't use the sun to kill people.
I then saw in a replay camera how I got those kills. Someone fired a javelin at a player. The player caught the javelin missile in his hand. Then came my tank projectile which hit next to him, blowing up the javelin missile and everything around him. I think I killed Chuck Norris.

My dad was chasing me outside for fun. From our front yard to the neighbor's garden. I ran inside the neighbor's house and upstairs. I found a rack of wooden assault rifles. I took one out and started firing at the wall behind my father to scare him. The weapon was like a toy gun, with muzzle flash, but it didn't actually fire any bullets. I grabbed another and threw it to my dad. We then stood in cover and fired at each other. My dad's weapon fired holes in the wooden walls near me. My dad gave up and I jumped downstairs, where a girl was standing facing away from me. "Hey you! BAMBAMBAM" I shouted and fired my weapon to the side of her head, thinking it would just say bang and make a muzzle flash. To my surprise, my weapon blew the top half of her head open. She fell to the ground, and a pink substance of brain matter and blood leaked out of her head which now looked like an empty eggshell. For some reason, I mixed my semen into the substance, as I somehow thought that would make her death look like an accident.

Dream Recall went meh those days, finally managed to remember something.

I was chatting with my friend K over steam, he was up to continue tomorrow game of UFO: The Two Sides that we had saved earlier. Apparently he even uploaded some gameplay that he recorded earlier onto YouTube. I started watching and noticed that the game used Minecraft-like graphics for some reason, i have skipped to the battle to not see location where K put base because did not wanted to spoil future game. After that i went to play Akashicverse but once i reached boss of stage 4 it was all glitched, boss movement was all screwed up as well as he was not firing proper patterns. Dream ended shortly after player character died.