non-lucid

10.03.2012

Weird Science Lab Experiment (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a laboratory where there's just a few long black tables with stools lined up in a row vertically when you're looking the screen this way. There's a list of instructions to do the experiment, and they're pretty easy to follow. While I'm doing so, I realized that the people sitting in the stools on both sides of the black tables aren't really doing anything.

I contemplated on what was holding them back, and then proceeded to wait for a while for some part to finish for the experiment. Most of the questions I'm looking on the paper seem to be personal queries. Then I remember being around something with a yellow color, and it was very distinct because the lab room mostly had dull colors.

I read the questions again on the lab instructions, and it turns out that there are more questions on the list now, and they do not even relate to anything to the lab. It's like the whole experiment I went through was useless when the answers just came like that. It's as if I needed to do the experiment, despite it not matching the instructions, in order for the answers to show up.

And most of these questions are self-help kind of questions like, "Can you Do it? YES!" or something like that.

Weirdddddddddddddddd, don't know how a means of motivation relates to lab....maybe it's a sign for me to keep being more positive even through rough times?

Bleh..

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10.03.2012

Two Invaders (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking inside a house saturated with orange-yellow lighting, and I have growing suspicions that two people will be trying to invade the house. I go to the location where I'm picking up the strongest vibe of this possibly occurring, and I see two random men trying to get inside the house through and opened window. I screamed at them, and they fall back and probably just stand there.

Before they do something else randomly, I think I go to the other side to open some door to tell someone that looks like my Grandmother that two men tried to invade this random house we're in. She looks left and right, and isn't even looking at me.

I don't know what happens next.

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10.03.2012

Fast Driver (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is being inside of a vehicle, like a Ford truck or a Jeep, and the person to the left of me seems to be in a rush to get somewhere. It's also night time in the dream, and I don't know why I'm in the vehicle with this guy, I have no faith in him being able to drive well at all.

*sigh* Here we go again with the N-REM randomness....hope this cycle of mine ends soon with a lucid(s) sometime before the end of this month.

I woke up and didn't recall any dreams because i had to rush up and turn an alarm up on the other side of the room. By the time i realized that i should be remembering my dreams all of them were gone. So i went back to bed for a little and had another short dream. I was on laptop, i think i was sitting next to Jessica in her bed, and i was checking my eBay. I had just checked it when i was awake and i knew this in my dream. I did not know i was dreaming though. In real life i have four items listed on eBay with 0 bids on all. In my dream however i looked at it and i had 19 bids on one item and around 3 bids on another. I remember i couldn't believe it and i kept looking at it to make sure. All of a sudden i wanted to call my dad and tell him but i think the excitement woke me up.

Night of October 2 2012 - Non lucid

I was in this place that had orange sandstone for the building material and many hallways. The bottom of these winding vast temple-like passages that would end with all sorts of other eminities like a wave pool and shit
The whole dream seemed to have this like temple themed skin everywhere

The man who killed me at the end was a large skin head with a gun and he was very pale and mad

The kid who was mad was a skinny black kid, like the one who sucker punched me

There was another accompliss he wasn’t very memorable

Anyways this black man was leading me down a hallway to arrest me or do something so I gave him a snap kick to the leg and he got like instantly knocked out. I then ran and ran across this huge stone quarry yard thing and got to a smaller looking fence. I ran and jumped and climbed it with ease, but then realized there was about 3 other fences with razor wire on the tops of them. I would have to jump like all 3 to make it. I made it about 2 fences in and then had to call upon dream abilities to make it over the third. I just want to point out right now that dream jumping is probably one of the best things every. I definitely got scratched up a bit from this. So then I ran because I knew these 3 were going to be behind me very soon, I ran to the left upon the top of the rocks, which were quite simple, simple PEI colored reds or navy blues but they were huge. I ran all the way to the edge of the map layout of this dream (top corner, I literally felt like I was running around the edge of orgrimmar as like a rogue) and found a little cave that I seemed to be able to hide out under. I realized I was wearing my flannel hoodie at this point, but that was the only Nick Orr identifier I remember. I’m laying there and all of a sudden the rocks seem to start collapsing in on top of me and squashing me, so I make this like leap faith off like at least a 150 ft fall or maybe more. I had to jump because I thought I was getting squashed but also my pursuers had just climbed up to the top and were out of my sight.

I hit the ground, and I remember thinking in the air like oh shit here we go its over, but I gracefully just hit the ground with zero pain. I looked to my right and there was a door to a house. In this house there were many Buddhist cats and shrines and scrolls hanging everywhere, and many mirrors, and this one single staircase that seemed forever repeating because of mirror tricks, but somehow I took a turn and made it into the owners bedroom, where I begged for shelter from these men. He was an old Chinese fellow, and his wife seemed a bit younger but she didn’t say a word. They also had a baby who was playing with toys on the floor.

One of these dudes reminded me on Gannondorf

The 3 captors then busted through the door and I punched the smaller black guy in the face and then put him in a head lock to use as a shield from any gunshot. My mind must have wanted to wake up because then I dropped the black dude and walked up to the huge white guy, who either had a stun gun or a gun in a black holster, which he hit me or shot me with and I woke up.

[Tuesday, October 2nd, 2012]
I'm in a new forest/desert land. I'm climbing on a castle by an ocean and I'm sticking to the wall like Spiderman, I
climb around to a window where 3 girls are talking and I yell, "HAHA. Look, I'm Spiderman!" And I laugh
hysterically.

I'm being put into a co-artist position to make LION KING 5. Since we just completed the 4th. This time it has to do
with how us living creatures must go help the earth. I see a preview already done by my co-artist and it looks legit,
along with words flashing across the middle of the screen to a zoom-out of Africa. (Or somewhere that looks like it has
a lot of nature... like the Lion King desert but with GREEN) then the scene changes to in the middle of a Na'vi like
forest and there's a crater that countless animals are walking to. Then after we get bored of talking about Lion King...
the co-artist who's in a different room is being recorded and put on a giant touch screen for us to play with. His outline
is in black and white, but we can fill in certain sides of him and the computer will remember which side is which color.

Its like painting a 3D model and its really fun. We end up making him either completely red or completely blue with a
hint of the opposite color. He blends in perfectly with the background save for some subtle rounded outlines. I think
about what I could do if I were on the otherside... I'd have a birdhouse for a helmet and stick my head up into the
screen. You could paint the birdhouse AND my head. xD <I thought it was an interesting idea.>

My Mom walks into the room and its about bedtime and time to sleep. I lie down next to a friend of mine- I'm not sure
who- and I look up as my Mum tells me "I'm not sure if we're actually gonna go tomorrow..." I understand, since
everyone pretty much left us here and forgot that we were planning something like a trip. I motion to her to say, "I
don't care." she doesn't understand the first time, but as I try to mouth it again, I think my waking life self also mouths
it and I wake up.

[Monday, October 1st, 2012]
(The night before this, I had smoked a good deal of weed and was still recovering. I had remained conscious
throughout most of my high and it was amazing how different it had felt. Anyways... I wake up and remember very
little.)

I remember being in a version of my Mom's old house... I was thinking of "Incubus" and was holding a bucket of dust
or dirt or something. I was cleaning it out with running water over a "well" or "sink" or "pool". I'd run water into it and
clean off the sides and then dump it. Casey was there and talking to me about Incubus. I don't remember what was
said, but it related to what I was doing.

<Casey calls me and wakes me up- but I don't answer. I'm not ready to get out of bed yet. I close my eyes and drift off
again- but this time I don't remember anything. More people start calling and texting and I just get up completely when
I decide to answer Nathan's call. >

<<Continues to Waking Journal>>

[Sunday, September 30th, 2012]
I'm with my Dad and my little brother Casey- and possibly Nathan too. We're standing outside, at the bottom of our
old house's driveway... there's furnature everywhere as if we're inside. He explains that the band Primus is the best
thing ever- so I start hearing Primus songs in my head and they apparently start playing to everyone else too. I start
drumming with metal clothes hangers on anything I can find. I drum pretty close to the beat of the songs like My
Name Is Mud, Jerry Was A Racecar Driver, and Kalamazoo but I get extremely tired fast. I switch to plastic hangers
and continue and its a lot easier. I drum the intro to Kalamazoo and then start singing the part that comes in and it
sounds pretty good. I can stay on beat very easily. (I would never be able to do this in real life.)

At another time, I'm also at Nathan's house. It's late and I shouldn't be there or something- but I just use the excuse
that I need to grab something. I don't remember what it was that I "had to grab" but it got me inside for a second. It
probably had to do with WoW.

Before all of this- I was driving east on Wickenburg Way and looking for a certain white/blue building on the left. (It
was very unvivid and unspecific of a dream.)

(Recall escapes me. I'm gonna go read up on recall techniques soon.)

[Tuesday, September 25th, 2012]
Nathan and Kyle were with me in a large room with a pool of water in the middle. I wandered out into the hallway
alone and started gathering up lint off the floor- suddenly it began to fall from the ceiling a long with water drops and
pieces of bugs. I returned to the room with a feeling of urgency. The room was beginning to fill with water!

I said, "Come on, guys! Time to go RIGHT now!" We all swam to the exit and up a hallway. We were waiting for a
rollar coaster elevator to arrive when Kyle pressed a button that stopped the elevator thing- I went over to it and
re-pressed it to bring it to US, and everyone but Kyle thanked me. Tyler was now with us somehow.

My memory skips, and we're outside now. After a man showed out group that we could do anything- he stretched and
flipped and phased in and out of reality. I got an idea and knowing that I could do anything- I told Nathan to watch me
and I did a very slow and awkward back-flip in the air as if I was suspended by strings. Or like an Astronaut in space.

<I wake up to Nathan and Kyle outside tapping on my window- they had skipped school and needed somewhere to
hang for a second. I let them in and told them how they had ruined my dream! But that they were in it and how
amazing that was that they had just showed up.>

1) I was outside late at night - it must have been about 2am. I was in a field, and I think there were several people with me. I was crouched on the ground using the mixer that I use to mix my music. However, at the bottom it had various knobs that when you twisted it, it effected certain higher conciousness aspects, I assume lucid dreaming, OOBE etc. However, I was really interested in using the stargazer feature, which allowed you to stargaze better. There were lots of stars in the sky. I don't know how I could see the mixer as it was very dark. I don't think I was working it very well. Suddenly, either I approached her or my friend Kelly approached me, but she realized I wasn't working it. She owned all the kit, and said she would help me. I was using the wrong kit, and the actual kid was about 6 feet to the right of me. We crouched there and used it.

Ive been trying to Lucid dream.
Before I slept, i told myself.. I will do it tonight!
(it was a fail).
So:
It started out at night, I had presumably left my house in the middle of the night to chat with someone
(I didnt pay any attention to who it was.. o.0.)
We were sitting on a familiar bench which was out of place.. But in a familiar neighborhood.
A bird flew to sit on the bench, and a worm went to start sucking on it..
and it ate right through the birds neck
I jumped up (not wanting to be near the deadly worm.)
More birds came and the same worm kept eating through their necks..
and then a "medic bird" came. Lol..
It hurriedly chucked the heads of the birds at their corresponding bodies.
I thought..
Thats not very helpful. And.. How funny!
I saw one of the dead birds was.. very big
and its body was torn open,
inside were many baby birds
trying to stay close to its mother..
I thought.. how sad..
and then i saw my exes mother peep out of a distant house over to me,
so I ran (i hate her o.o)
Eventually I stumbled upon bunches of familar faces
gathering infront of a house
I thought..
Why wasnt I invited? Whos party is this?
I heard the voices of a long time friend and her parents inside
and thought how she had never even met most of the people gathered outside her house
and I did..
again i thought
why wasnt i invited?
and then I saw two old friends
and they were saying how they werent aloud to go to the party
because my friends mother didnt like them..

SO THEN

Im watching a TV special with my mother and my baby sister.
in an unfamilar room..
Its a sequal to this awesome anime "steins gate"
and also an episode of "black dynomite"
and also featured many childrens show characters characters..
(spongebob and friends, mordecai and rigby, finn and jake, ect)
Things go intense in the show,
so the childrens characters clasped hands and sang
marry had a little lamb o.0
And then a part came on
where lots of women
with varying amounts of breasts
and varying amounts on clothing..
(like the first woman had like.. 5 breasts, one was exposed.. i know, weird..)
some sexy, some more normal.. some more masculine, ect..
and i thought..
its a kids show too, must be ok if my little sister sees.. theyre just boobs..
but then she started making this drippy noise
and i got annoyed
and told her to stop
she said she wasnt doing it
but i saw her mouth moving to the sounds
and told her to stop now
and got frustrated
she swore she wasnt doing it
but she wouldnt stop,
so i sent her away
and then woke up
to the rain..
and then fell back asleep
back to the dream
(youd think, horray, lucidity! but no..)
i ran after my sister to appologise
for not believing her.. lol
i invited her back to watch the show..
the end.

Night of October 2nd 2012

G. The Dream Guide
LUCID
I am in **** city when I gain lucidity. I drop to the floor and lick the red, sandy bricks. I touch every surface around me and scream out "INCREASE LUCIDITY!" I am on the bridge that connects the malls to the train station when I see G, the friendly school janitor. I say "Hi", but then I have an inkling and I ask "G., are you my dream guide?" to which he responds "Yes." We laugh and embrace.

I remember that I told my friend I'd meet him in dream-Hawaii tonight, so I go about trying to get there. I try willing myself there, but, as usual, closing my eyes is a big mistake - I can hardly pry them open again. I decide instead to fly to Hawaii so I go to the south side of the bridge then fly out across vacant land and railway tracks. I almost lose the dream and I think that I can feel my waking-mouth, but then I imagine the dream back to life. Behind the railway track are some billboard advertisements. I read one; something to do with "ROERS." I fly out over the yellow bank of a hazily impressionistic river which I think I can manipulate with my mind into a Hawaiian beach, but then I WAKE.

Hearts for Hearts
NON-LUCID
I am imprisoned in a female camp with a malicious leader. Inside the bunker with us is a cage which is quite large. Inside it is a large creature, a big cat probably. There is also another person inside, a small black lump, who I believe we (that is, a friend and myself) tried to save. Currently, we're lying in bed talking about some subversive plan or another. The leader catches us whispering and asks us what we were talking about. My friend blurts out "What we're going to wear," as I say "What there'll be to eat." There is obviously some function going on soon. This sunken bunker is coloured in red hues.

We are sent out to the factory where they are harvesting hearts from creatures (humans?) so premature that they look like red tomatoes. I am reminded of the philosophical question of infanticide. There are rows of them, little 10cm high Roma tomatoes with little 4cm hearts glowing in the centre. I place two of these babies in my back pockets and shimmy past the row of people which lines the shelf. I WAKE.

Note - smoked a joint of Calea Z for the first time 30 mins before bed - 50/50 tobacco, prob close to 1g of calea. Made me nauseous and kept me awake longer than normal. Felt a bit paranoid, but I'm a paranoid person. Thought at one point I would be sick. Feelings subsided after 30 mins.

Had no lucid dreams and no more vivid than normal in any dreams. Although fading into sleep the dreams seemed to start quicker than normal, I think it was placebo affect.

Met and was talking to a woman (KB) at work who plays guitar, we arranged a jamming session at her house, which was in the town my dad grew up in, she lived in a cottage there and I lived in a small house nearby. So I took my amp, guitar and pedals down to her place and set it up. When I arrived she was wearing 'interesting' lingerie covered by a silk gown and although in this state of dress informed me that we would not be sleeping together as she was married....to another woman. At no point in the dream did I want to or envisage that this was the cause of my visit (even although at this point in the dream she was mildly more attractive than she is in real life). Instantly she was back to wearing normal clothes. In retrospect, the houses and surroundings seemed predated to the current time, maybe early 19th century. I set up my guitar but when I went to start I noticed a string was missing and the another had come so loose it was like a piece of string. I also recall that my guitar was noticeably different, it had switches that could make it play an organ noise and other effects built into the guitar - this was not strange to me at the time. KB had a mad amp with loads of pedals inside it that were connected by ethernet cable to get the desired sound she wanted. This was interesting to me yet not strange. We didn't get to playing any music as far as I can remember before the dream changed.

Playing football in some tournament, for Ireland (despite not being Irish). It was like a 7-a-side tournament and was mostly folk late teens playing. I felt as if I was about 19 in the dream (I'm 31 at the time of writing this). For some reason at the start of the match I was carrying 2 shopping bags, one in each hand, that were making me heavy and the person I was marking was getting past me constantly because of this. There were spectators around the pitch, proably about 100 people. One of the spectators, a heavy an with a shaved head and beard around late 40s shouted abuse at me. I dropped the bags at the side of the pitch and then shouted abuse back. After this I started to play really well and created the chance that set up the goal for us to go up 1-0 but playing a through ball to the wing that was cut across and knocked in for the opener. My dad and his wife were there watching, as if I was playing proper football again. The other team equalised straight away and it finished 1-1. We were apparently strong favourites so this was a bad result. Next minute I am playing for Portugal and we get a free kick, and I am looking for Rui Costa to take it but forgot that we have Ronaldo, otherwise I was going to take it. The dream changes there, post game the whole thing has less of an international competition fear and more like an underage trial match where my dad thinks that I might get scouted. I remind him that I am 31 as does his wife.

Post game I am getting a lift somewhere, we stop at what I perceive to be a really dodgy bar in my home town and am surprised at my dad choosing to go there. He says it's just to use the bathroom, but still. I go in with him to make sure he's okay. On the way in, a shady character says to me, "I like the look of your car", which I understood to be code for asking if I want drugs, I smile, say no thanks and walk to the bathroom. After I come out, my dad isn't there, someone tells me that nobody leaves that pub without getting beaten up so I walk out quickly. Find my dad who is in the car already, it's his old burgundy sierra, from around 1992. Memory fades here, we were in s ahopping mall talking about it being a good place for my half brother due to thie funky red cubic looking fountain.

Final part of the dream, least recall, I am playing in a football match supposed to be a blind football match, but the majority of the participants are wearing old dusty uniforms and are wearing sacks over their heads. The field has no grass, it's dusty dry mud like surface but solid. I really want to win. I can mostly see but have to play like I can't. We go a goal down and I start playing normally, in spite of the other players not being able to see. I create an opportunity to score, can't remember if I did or not but then the dream ended.

It is noon, probably a few hours after it. I'm living back at home with the family. I've got nothing going for me but the smiles on my families and few friends. Speaking of friends, I had a few over this time, two of them. Quynh and Janna. Well, more like people I used to work with in piano class. I'm not sure why though. I'm in the backyard without a shirt on just trying to enjoy what I could do while Quynh was here. I'm a skinny guy, so it's embarrassing to walk around the home without a shirt on. I still had that same feeling of loss though. Quynh was next to me, watching me. I cannot believe she is here. I figured I would've been lucid. She looks so beautiful, not by the way she wore things but her being here is the biggest thing I could ever ask for at the moment. I feel a little sense of depression though. Her face gives off some kind of a "bore" feeling. I want to try my best and please her but I don't want to come off as too much. Or maybe this is just the way she is. I walked her inside the backyard door in to the house and escorted her in to the living room where my parents were both watching television. I left her there for a while. I decided to walk over to my younger sisters' room in the back and see what she is up to. This room gave off an old feeling of one of my recent dreams. My sister was on the laptop, just relaxing. I sat down on the couch in front of her, just sat there and thought of Quynh being here at my home. I'm addicted to this girl. I'm not feeding off the old memories in dreams to try and find a view of better life but, I'm going to keep on doing it until this all really means something. I walked over to my room next. I saw my older sister. She's using the computer as well. I sat right next to her and talked. As she was using the computer, she asked me, "Why is she here?" I stared at her for a second, then left the room. I walked back over to the living room and saw two of the girls in there. Janna was watching television and so was Quynh. They looked very bored. And so, this is where the dream ends.

My teacher was giving the class a grade K spelling test but the sheets we wrote it on were the answering sheets. She told us not to cheat but it was hard not to. The text looked like someone had used a pair of scissors to etch it onto a desk or a wall of some sort. THe paper was 3 meters by 3 meters and it was designed to have a beach in the bottom left corner for about a foot then the rest was a forest/jungle except for a wonderful meadow and a big, beautiful mountain.
After some time I heard monkeys calling to one another, it confused me. Then, right before my eyes all my class mates and my teacher turned into monkeys and ran off into the jungle that appeared behind me. It was the same one from the page and I was then left alone on a platform bobbing around out in the choppy waters just off the beach.

10-02-2012 -- [Am out of work, broke, and have no money to buy bananas or apple juice or anything else that sometimes helps with recall, so for several days I haven't remembered much from my dreams. But last night I remembered lots of fragments. Most of the stuff is gone, but the bits that still remain a little in my mind are fun, and worth writing down. The first bit is actually from a couple of weeks ago, but hasn't been entered yet, and since I again couldn't remember most of it, just decided to add it to the bits here.]

Am out fishing in streams outside a nice apartment complex. Inside the complex itself, I run into a friend (Joel K.?) who is being seduced by some sort of Femme Fatale. I manage to grab his attention, and we rush off by car to some sort of parking warehouse where I can pick up my own car. As I am getting my car, the femme fatale has again found Joel, and is giving him her car. It has key-less entry, and for some reason she is really enjoying telling him the code is 3 ... 2 ... 1 ... KABOOM! For some reason I find this very funny.

Anyway, Joel has taken to the road in her car, and we're trying to catch his attention. I soon find myself driving down a damaged and under construction freeway on the wrong side of the road with traffic flooding towards me. I manage to drive onto the shoulder and turn around, just to find there is a sports stadium on the other side of the freeway, and somebody is shooting at me from the top of the stands. I manage to escape that, but now have cops chasing me, until I drive to a police station to talk to them about all that has been going on.

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Incredibly little from this one. Something about watching a police chase on TV that spreads to three screens (ala Impressions de France at EPCOT) before somehow turning live, and I'm the one being chased by cops. Not sure, but think I was in a dark green, big, powerful, older car.

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Again, mostly missing. At some sort of event taking place at some sort of grade school with little kids, except the physical campus is Brookhurst Junior High. Parts of this refer back to, and directly connect to a dream I once had that involved a job feeding a dog in a mobile home park while the owners were on vacation (or simply working further back in the area). While it was a real dream, I do not know if I ever wrote it down or posted it, and since it was possibly three or four years ago, too many dreams to go through to try and find it.

There are hints of Christmas decorations and perhaps Knott's Berry farm, and I think there is some dancing in the quad. Strange stuff. At one point, I walk into an office. Am thinking about speaking to somebody about something, but it is crowded, busy, and I have forgotten what I want to speak about, anyway. So I just stand around for a couple minutes, then leave.

I soon find myself at home in the Hickory house, where I am heading to my second bedroom to maybe get some sleep. The door is missing to the front hall, but the space is partly blocked by a bookcase so there is no access, but also no privacy. The kitchen door is the one used to access the room. I go in and am going to try to take a nap, but Percy Weasley comes in and says they are worried about me, and he is going to take my blood pressure.

Cheryl (daughter of my landlord) comes in after that, and it turns out Percy is her son. The blood pressure cuff they have seems small and frail, and I think it isn't going to fit on my arm, but it does. Percy gives the bulb very weak squeezes, and there is almost no pressure, and they get a reading of about 140/xx, which isn't too bad for me. But I don't trust it because they pumped it up so little. So I take the thing, and am holding the pump in the hand of the arm which I'm taking the reading from, while trying to hold the stethoscope in the other hand, and start to pump myself up. It is very uncomfortable, and the pressure on my arm is really bad, and it is kind of cramping up.

[Woke to find I had somehow gotten into a position where my arm was jammed between the headboard of my bed and my head in a very tight position, and it had gone completely to sleep in such a way that it was quite painful, and took me about two minutes to get the blood flowing properly again ... likely causing the entire last bit of the dream.]

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[I wish most of this wasn't gone ... it was great stuff, but I can remember almost none of it.] I am Harry Potter, and I am involved in some sort of war, but it is not a magical war. It seems to be a muggle war, but against alien invaders. Many of the women in this dream are not aliens, but were just kidnapped by them, or affected by them. Though one was certainly an alien, a very light green tint to her skin, and very light fur all over her body, though still attractive.

As we're wandering around the barracks, these women are just appearing, either on the ground, or in mid-air a few feet above the ground, and just dropping. They're all nude, and very horny, and the kinds of things you would kind of expect to happen in such a dream are happening. Frequently.

Thing is, this leads to a very relaxed, happy, and determined unit. We've got a bunch of bright, sexy women supporting us, and we have no desire to lose them, so we become a very productive group of soldiers who are accomplishing a heck of a lot. And who follow none of the regular protocols or procedures. So the higher-ups hate us, but can't get rid of us. It doesn't hurt that the Weasley twins spend a lot of time developing both pranks and weapons for us, the pranks of which they frequently test out on us, to our combined amusement and annoyance.

I'm not sure, but I am pretty sure a lot of this involved chases through mazes of dark, foreboding buildings and collapsing ruins based on the Darkmeyer quests I have been doing in Runescape over the last couple of days.

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Another dream after a brief awakening, taking place in the same universe as the last one, though now I am just myself, not Harry Potter. It is now several years later, the war is over, and a lot of us involved are just thinking about writing, both fiction and non-fiction about the war.

I run across Radar O'Reilly, who is one of the upper ranks, but still one of the guys. He is nowhere near in charge, of course, but he is pretty high up by this point. He is writing fond reminiscence about attractive alien ladies running around in outfits that *gasp* actually let their belly buttons show. I don't know if he is just ignoring the nudity, or his mind just refused to show him more than belly buttons, but it comes across kind of sweet.

I wander into Kevin B's living room to try and speak to him about a couple of plot ideas, but he is trying to chat up two lovely (no longer nude) aliens, trying to get some action, and tries to distract me by handing me a couple of TV series script treatments he has written up. I just sit them on a stack of such that he is getting ready to send off to try and interest people, and wander off to try and find my own sweet alien ladies.

Thoughts
Lucid
Non lucid

06:24 AM, Monday 01 October 2012
I am at the mall and I see some boys in a store some out next to a counter. They are being rough and bump each other. The dad scalds them. Then we are outside and they are playing in the dirt. The dad joins them. Then I notice we are all playing in around a giant chocolate cake. It looks like brownies. It was chest high. I take a hand full and taste it. It was dry and little flavor.

02:34 AM, Monday 01 October 2012
Kids trapped in a vortex from Once Upon A Time. Daughter is shrunk in cereal like HISTK. I can hear her voice but not see her.

03:00 AM, Tuesday 02 October 2012
I am driving in heavy snow on a familiar road in Joplin. I come to a strange intersection and see Wurlnan in front. I don't stop in time and slide past him in to the intersection. I wave at Wurlman as I pass him. I maneuver through on coming traffic and get in the middle without getting hit. I try to follow behind wurlman. I can't remember what car he had I was focused on his face as much as possible. Some I get in front of him. Then there is a sudden avalanche. We are no longer in cars. Its more like a hallway that is pack to the ceiling with snow. I dig through the snow and see the rest of the hallway and a bedroom at the end. I turn around and see that my car is now my mattress in RL. I see Wurlman behind me and I shake his hand. I am happy to meet him. I say, "Hi... a..a....aurth..ur?. I feel confused why I called him Aurthur. I say,"Nice to finally meet you". Some dude that living the house says, "I guess you should stay. The powe can be out for weeks in a storm like this."
I say, "Ooooooh nah man. Shitty. But I don't no what else to do. I look at the matress and doorway and I see that it can barley fit. I walk in the bedroom and I see a matress and box springs with no frame. It has a wild and crazy pattern on the sheets like my wife lounging pants. I see my son lying on the bed crying. I say to everyone, "Well it looks like we woke up my infant son."

07:24 AM, Tuesday 02 October 2012
Working out in a gym. Strange looking weights. Not matching up. Just want dumb bells.

11:05 AM, Tuesday 02 October 2012
I am riding my bike really fast. Suddenly the path drops off about 6 feet down. There is a 2 lane road cut through the middle of the hill. I can't stop and think to pull up on my front to land more on my back. I see I'm too high up and will get hurt. I try to turn. I land on solid level ground and lightly flop over on my butt with my bike next to me. I see that I am on the other side and I must have flew over it. I start laughing so hard. "Ha ha... ha ha. I can't believe I just did that. Haha... haha. I Can't wait to tell Krystal at work." I get up and see an old man at a church looking at me. Get back on my bike to show that I am not hurt. (I always have my phone and use an app called endomondo to track my cycling) I look at my phone. This time my app id different. I see points on GPS like google maps markers. One says "OB". I think, "Oh it's OpheliaBlue. She must have been nearby." I think I should go see her at her house but realize she doesn't live anywhere near here. I decide to go into the church to rest. I realize that I am out of breath from riding and should rest after that crazy experience.
Inside the church I see two ministers talking about religion. I can't remember verbatim but they are talking about how they hate 'religionism' being taught. One told the other how at one church someone "ikipikied" him. I laugh to myself. He is talking about speaking in tongues. I think omg they are describing the Pentecostals. I leave and think I want to go to this church later.
I go back outside and see that my back wheel got bent when I landed. The wheel just falls off and I see the rest of the bike falling to peices.


There is something about a woman cop who is a witch. She doesn't know it. She reads minds but in doing so she drains some the essence of people. Another witch is explaining this. We are walking thru a fair. She says, "So many people and they don't know who's coming." I see little boys every where looking at me. They are wearing shades. One has a cup with a open bottom. I have camera and I play with him and growl.

Suddenly I walk through the front door of my house. I see Naomi sitting on the couch. We talk something about a carrier cover for the baby. I say my wife doesn't like that one. I sit on couch next to her but it is odd. Like am slouching and laying down. I see Daisy and she snuggles with her.