non-lucid

07-28-2012 -- I am driving down a road, in Omaha, I think. It is late at night and I am hungry. I am hoping to find something to eat, and as I drive along, I find a New York-style pizza parlor. The name is something like Giovanni's or the like. I stop and enter, and find the place does seem to be open, but shelves and cupboards and displays are almost empty. I realize the place has either just opened, or is in the middle of selling everything and shutting down. They only have something like three choices of topping, cheese, pepperoni, or sausage. I really push it and ask for all three on my pizza. The guy is making me a very large pizza (at least 18", maybe even larger) but doesn't seem to know what to charge me. I offer him $15, but keep wondering to myself if I might have offered too much or too little.

As I am waiting outside the apartment-like parlor, there seems to be somebody hunting me. I spot a figure in a nice suit who seems to be following me, but is trying to stay out of sight. He keeps dashing around corners or hiding behind walls. He is trying to shoot me with bullets or poison darts, and soon seems to be trying to build some sort of explosive mine or something, but it falls apart. I gather up as many pieces as I can to try and keep them away from him, then run off.

A couple of miles away I come to a warehouse on the NE corner of an intersection. I glance inside and find it is my warehouse, and there are three small box trucks that I know are filled with explosives or something. There are some incompetent thugs that have been sent to hunt me down that are driving down the street in two larger trucks filled with some kind of ordinance to use against me, but they are stupid, and they really aren't at all sure what they are supposed to be doing.

I convince them that I am not me, but am actually one of their bosses, and I order them to start moving all the stuff in their trucks into my trucks of explosives. Since they are carrying things like detonators, I know this can be a dangerous combination. I wait until they are both out of site in a couple of the trucks, and then go running to the south while they cannot see me. As long as they don't actually see me running off, they won't be worried, and will keep doing as I told them.

I know that when the explosion happens, it is going to be very powerful, and most likely nuclear, so I really want to get at least a mile away, so I can be safe. I keep running south in Omaha, and get a couple miles down to a major street. I knew what the street was in the dream, but cannot remember it now. Dale is now with me, and we are both running. We get to this major street, and find a bus just pulling up. We both board it, and I have .75 for the bus fare, but when I try and put it in a slot, the driver starts screaming at me that it is the wrong place, and he orders me to put the money in a different slot.

He is very rude and obnoxious, and I really find I don't like him. He keeps screaming abuse at me, and I am considering really telling him off, but instead decide to take a seat. As I get a little further back in the bus, he orders me to choose a locker and take the key. Amazingly there is a row of lockers. I tell the driver I don't need a locker, and he just gets more abusive. Rather than fight about it, I pull out a key that turns into a lock in my hands.

Dale and I sit down, nervous, and quietly discuss the upcoming explosion. We keep our voices down because we don't want the other passengers to hear us and report us. Soon the bus has turned into some sort of stadium, and we are in the stands, surrounded by ladders made up of a kind of horizontal window blinds. To get higher up and move to the next level, we have to climb these rickety blinds, but as we get a little way up, they all fall apart and collapse, leaving us to fall on our backsides.

I get to an area with some nice sofa-like benches that seem to be a little higher up, so I hope to have a shorter way to climb, as the blinds-ladders start to reappear. By this time it is feeling very much like some sort of video game, though we're in it, instead of just playing it. I look around and find Dale is gone, so I realize he must have solved the puzzle, and moved on to the next level. I still don't know how to do it, so I pull out my cell phone and call him. There is a lot of interference, and I can barely hear him, but he says something about the lock before the call drops. I start to realize the bus driver may have been an idiot, but there was a reason he ordered us to take the locks.

I wait a few seconds for the blinds to reset again, then start to climb. I go up about twenty rungs, and can just feel the tension as the thing is about to fall apart and drop me. At that point the dream kind of turns into a good news/bad news story. It's good that the driver insisted I take the lock. It's bad that right as I need it, I drop it. It's good that I happen to have a combo lock of my own in my backpack. It's bad that I can't remember the combination. It's good that the combination is printed on the back of the lock. It's bad that the combination is wrong. It's good that the thing opens up, anyway. It's bad that as it opens up, it starts to fall apart. It's good that as it starts to fall apart, it has turned into a lock mechanism like "The Club", the thing they used to sell to kind of lock steering wheels.

The bar that I end up holding is exactly what I need, and I slip it over some sort of stud on both ends of the blinds, right before they start to fall apart. Everything beneath me collapses, but I am able to continue climbing up to the next level. By this point, the dream is feeling like some sort of a competition, as well as a sort of video game. I find myself in a strange, colorful landscape that very much reminds me of the new Runespan in Runescape, but the place is very weird.

People are running around, throwing bowling balls, base balls, basket balls and other objects around, but the rules of physics don't seem to fully apply. Balls swirl down odd gravity wells, or break holes in the walls, and people follow them to try and find paths to the next level. I throw a couple of bowling balls, and they work all right, but when I try and throw the smaller balls, I can't throw worth beans, and always let go of the ball way too late, so it slams into the ground a foot or two in front of me, rather than flying through the air and triggering anything. Somehow I manage to make it at least a half a level further, however.

Now I am grabbing guns and things, and shooting at weird aliens and targets that seem more like a Buzz Lightyear-type of shooting gallery ride at a theme park. I'm doing a lot better with this than with the throwing balls thing. I shoot my way through several targets and barriers, and kind of fly into the next area.

I suddenly find myself in a swim suit in what seems to be a very colorful water park. I am on a large field with circles of colors with numbers in them, looks like some sort of giant Twister game. I see some odd footwear that is kind of a cross between flippers, snow shoes and skis. I try and get one on one of my feet, but don't have a chance to get one on the other. I have to start trying to run through the fields as different numbers are being called.

If I land on one of the circles before another number is called, jets of water help propel me in the right direction. If I hit the wrong circles, the water is pushing me in the wrong directions, and is liable to knock me over. Soon I have shot into the wrong direction one time too many, and find myself in a red sort of structure seconds before water is going to come at me from every direction and fully soak me. I'm horrible at this part of the competition, but I am also really having fun, and I am just starting to laugh about the soaking as I wake up.

08.01.2012

Alyzarin and Rave Master (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much here, but I definitely feel that I'm near Alyzarin. The room is bright, and I believe can see a glimpse of the black undershirt and black long sports pants with the white stripes on the side that she wore with my peripheral vision.

Alyzarin is showing me a few drawings she did, and from those sets, she showed a picture Haru and Elie from the anime version of Rave Master.

It wasn't like this, just using this to remember the outfits.

We continued to talk about random things that I can't remember too well. I didn't get to see her face unfortunately.

She has light brown hair, a beautiful shine to it, long, curly and wavy too. I couldn't recall her actual voice, but she was cheerful and talkative when she was next to me. She was glowing with enthusiasm, even though I couldn't hear her at all, and she had a slightly pale skin. It was probably because of the lighting in the room that made it seem that way, but I didn't really mind at all.

I looked at a picture of Haru and Elie. Haru is on the left side of the picture (from my view that is), and he's wearing the long sleeved black jacket with the Rave cross symbol just like in the anime version.

He also has a white shirt underneath the black long sleeved jacket as well, and Elie is on the right side next to Haru. She's wearing the sleeveless tank top with the rave cross symbol in the middle of it as well, and she's wearing the short blue shirt (it could've been the light red one she occasionally wore too, or not, oh well).

Haru and Elie are smiling, and it seems they have their focus on what's ahead of them. Haru has his right hand elevated above his head, probably to block something like the sunlight. I can't remember what Elie is exactly doing in the photograph, but she does have her mouth wide open smiling.

The next set of fragments are kind of confusing in finding out where they belong in this same dream plot. They could've been different short dreams, but I'll just combine them together based on certain characters showing up.

(Okay, this is the part I'm not sure belongs here, but my gut feelings says that it does).

After talking to Alyzarin, I go inside of a room that's way darker than the one I was in with her. I eventually reached one of those old types of elevators. It had a wooden base, and metal railings formed in a rectangle. Honestly, the elevator itself just looked like two wooden bases (top and bottom) being connected by metal rods to create space for those going on it.

The elevator, or whatever this thing was, could only contain one person. It felt kind of small, so I decided to sit down crisscrossed on the wooden base. The elevator slowly lifts up, and as I'm waiting to get to wherever it is I'm going, I see the bright white light emitting from the room I exit to get to this room.

I see someone slowly come out into the light, but I can't see their visage properly. I look at the blurry image of the person in front of me looking at me go up, and the more I look at them, the more I feel that I'm going to miss them a lot.

The only person where I would have that kind of feeling in a dream would be Alyzarin.....I couldn't do anything but just watch whoever it is stand there, and once the elevator went so far up that I couldn't see her anymore, I just stare at the brick walls from this point on.

The room, and even while going up the elevator, had that kind of dark blue atmosphere you see in dark rooms, if that makes any sense...

The elevator finally stops, and I get out, but I'm looking down on the floor before looking up.

I see things in first perspective, just like when I met Alyzarin, and I'm still looking down on myself, and see that I have no shoes on at the moment. I look up, and find Haru from Rave Master is on the left side. He tells me that I can find some shoes to where he's pointing, and while he's doing that, it seems he's in the middle of a conversation with someone else.

I look at the shoes Haru is wearing, and it's a pair of black lace-less shoes (maybe there were strings, but they were most likely too small for me to tell at first glance).

I look over to see which shoes are there for me to use, and the only ones that are there is a pair of light brown shoes. I couldn't tell if it was lace less, or had small shoe strings, and I picked them up and before I put them on, I realize these shoes look exactly like my father's shoes in waking life.

Greeeeeat, this moment is just screaming, "Being in your father's shoes..."

LOL.

I didn't really have time to think about this dream making me be in my father's shoes, so I quickly put them on, and I think I asked Haru what we're going to do, because I honestly don't know why he's around, or why I'm around with him.

He puts his right hand on his shoulder, smiles and declares,

"We're going on a new adventure."

I can't remember what happens next after that though.

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08.01.2012

Naruto Shippuden Resurrection (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much from this dream, and I honestly would just classify it as a dream fragment, but this is only because the moments starting to flee from my mind when I woke up abruptly this morning.

I'm at a table covered in cloth, and on this table are several white printer type papers. Each paper has a portrait drawing of someone from Naruto Shippuden, and maybe a few random anime like faces. The perspective changes to where each drawing is panned over the other one, like, when I see one drawing, someone would say the name of that person, and then move on to the next drawing.

I think one name I remember sounded like saying "Sumo" or Suno," something like that. These definitely look like people who were resurrected or are going to be resurrected during the Shinobi War in Shippuden.

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08.01.2012

Raising Suspicion (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking around at a random place outside, and I believe I see a gun that's not loaded on a table to the right of me. I see a dark skinned man wearing an orange shirt, and baggy pants.

He has a gun blatantly located between his shirt and slightly tucked underneath the top region of the pants he's wearing. I start getting suspicious that he's up to something, especially if he isn't concerned that he should conceal the weapon in the first place.

I slowly reached for the gun to my right to try and get it loaded, but I forget what happens next.

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08.01.2012

New York and Texas (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Apparently, to get to Texas, I had to take the path that was previously set out for New York instead. I saw all of this on a brochure, or some kind of paper with transportation information on it.

The dream shifts to where I'm inside of a vehicle in the back, with my father driving on the left side. I think he's getting ready to make a right turn, and that's all I remember.

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08.01.2012

Alyzarin and Hyu's Avatar (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took a short nap in the afternoon..

I log on to Windows Live Messenger, and I see Alyzarin has her status as "Away," so I decided to go on Dream Views and look at dream journal entries in the mean time before she would come back as "Available."

I go to Hyu's dream journal entry, but I can't see the title and the content clearly, the only thing that pops out is a new avatar of Yuya. She has her right hand resting on her chin, and has her left hand laying parallel to surface she's resting both arms on.

There's also a pink background behind Yuya. I think I go back to see if Alyzarin is available again, but she still is away. I look at her profile on Dream Views, and it shows she's online, so I guess she was going to get something and come back soon.

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08.01.2012

Weird Preacher (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm outside in an environment that has a very gloomy setting to it, and it feels so empty being in here. There are a lot of skinny gray trees, and the surface was all covered in dead autumn leaves.

There's a house ahead, and it looks very old. Its exterior is composed of gray painted wood, and I keep hearing a voice that sounds as if someone is trying to preach something. I get closer to the house, maybe 15 feet away from it, and I see a man to the right of the house, in the middle of field.

Either this man has a Bluetooth headphone set talking to someone, or maybe he's just crazy and all alone. I think he is repeating the same set of words, and randomly walking around the area. I keep my distance away from him, but we eventually come close range to each other.

I can finally see his visage, he has an extreme frowning expression with his mouth slightly open. His eyebrows are pointing downwards, and his eyes are almost bulging out. He doesn't look mad, it's just that he has the expression pasted on his face.

He doesn't do anything to me, except to just look at me for a few seconds while he goes back to being crazy and talking to himself again. If only I could've recalled his repeated message, I wouldn't have labeled him as a complete nutjob.

Then random things happen, like I could hear voices of other people making fun of this same man walking around. There's a video screen that shows up in the middle of nowhere, and there's a gray pointer on top of the streaming bar with the letter "B" in white font.

It seems it's just a short advertisement for something, but the only thing I was paying attention to was the letter "B" in the white font, since it did take up a lot of space to serve as a time marker.

I heard someone make some smart-ass remarks about the advertisement, and the crazy man walking around the gloomy setting.

I found myself with 3 joints laying in bed and i smoked 2 of them, my mum suddenly came home with my geandpa and auntie while i was smoking them saying "You can smell him puffing down on joints, he'll light another one up soon!", I went out and said hi for a bit, this dream went on for alot longer but i can't recall anything else.

Another dream i had went on for ages but all i can remember was picking on alot of people then having a vision that a face was in my knee so i grabbed 2 knives and started scraping at my leg until my knee ripped out, my knee and upper thigh was completely mutilated lol.

There was about 4-5 different dreams, they went on for ages, i only remember 2 of them and this much of them unfortunately because i decided to sleep for even longer.

I was playing a video game like I was in the video game. The objective had a storyline with it but the whole idea was to jump onto platforms. In a way it was like Donkey Kong platforms and on some of the platforms was an object I had to get.



For some reason I needed to get a pair of scissors of the one the platforms but I was either too lazy to get it or didn't know how even though the distance wasn't that bad. Something happened in the storyline where an evil apprentice (that was how this guy presented myself to me) handed me a pair of scissors and said something like "The mistress wants to thank you with this..." and then he handed me a pair of scissors. At this point I had no idea who the mistress was or what I had did to earn the scissors. I was wondering this when on a platform high up and non-reachable area a character that looked almost exactly like Midna from Zelda and the Twilight princess appeared and was watching me with a smirk.

Then she disappeared and zombie cats that looked block-like and similar to zombies from minecraft but with a cat appearance wandered down from the platform and slowly floated towards me on the platform I was standing on.


After I was almost clearly going to die I yelled "i'm gonna die...no!" and I woke up for stopped dreaming clearly.

Non-Lucid

So I start the dream off by getting some scratch tickets. Three of them. I scratch them all and win on all three of them. Two are 100 dollar winners. The last one has multiple 56 and 38 dollar winnings. I get all excited and spazzy. Suddenly I'm in a comic shop and I buy a hard cover complication of the best Wolverine and Cyclops moments. It was 20 dollars.

Dream changes setting to a slightly different comic shop. Has posters all over the place and looks very cluttered. Who are the owners? Why the Joker and Harley Quinn of course! I have weird small talk with them for a while. Harley gets all up in my face at one point and asks what is wrong with my eyes. I explain that I have Central Heterochromia.

After that, I start looking for a specific comic but the dream scene changes. I'm flying above a city in a superhero costume, narrating what's happening in my head. I go back to my house and get in normal clothes. I go through a weird portal and end up on the side of a mountain. Joker is there. He's being all friendly and nice to me. I find out that he is only doing this because it's part of his "plan". I get upset and then wake up.

So I haven't been keeping a dream journal all month. Mostly because I mainly wanted to use this site but my internet connection was being unreliable. Luckily I can remember a few cool dreams.

July 25th

Mostly non-lucid. Had a very severe nightmare. A terrifying beast with long dirty hair and dead eyes was tormenting. Could talk. Had a horrible woman's voice. Would not let me wake up. Multiple false awakenings. Was in weird sleep paralysis state.

July 27th

Completely non-lucid. Had a dream involving Osezo, Setaron, a girl I had just met that day that we'll call Ace and several of Osezo's friends that I only barely know. At first, we were all in an odd circular house. Just hanging out. Then Ace and I were wondering in a city that resembled New York City. We found a building with a huge door. Had a big colorful neon sign. We went in and then were selling a bunch of Japanese food products. Ace said that Osezo and Setaron were trying to find us and that we should hide from them. We went out the back and were in this chain-link fenced area.We went under the fence and were out in a road. Ace had disappeared. I walked on the street a little and found a blood splatter. The dream then had a very "noir" vibe. Woke up shortly after this.

July 28th

Non-lucid. Somehow Batman related. Remember running across rooftops and fighting people. Very excited feeling dream.

I know, I should be posting more dreams and details here each day. I guess I should try to get up earlier so I can actually update my dream journal BEFORE camp tomorrow. I'm actually doing two summer camps this week - Earth Camp, taking up most of my day, and then music theory camp in the evening.

Anyway, since I've been so busy between both camps, last night, I dreamt that I was doing complicated chord analysis... at Earth Camp. I also had a few completely unrelated dreams, one of which included a TARDIS replica.

So, yeah, I'll try to get up earlier tomorrow.

The only thing I really remember is going to a bank at the end, to request funding, and he was worried that it wouldn't pan out because not everything seemed legit, I think. Man, this was the end of a long, cool dream. I remember being so excited about it. Oh well, that's all that's left.

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As I expected I didn't remember much dreams. Although I recalled one particular dream.
I was having a conversation with some guy on the internet, and suddenly he tells me "If your not with us you are going to die, nobody can survive without the sixth dimension.".
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Today I am going to bed at a normal time, so I will hopefully get more vivid recalled dreams.

The first dream was fairly fuzzy and difficult to recall, even though I woke up right as it ended.

I was traveling by ship with a large group of people. Somewhere, someone came up with an idea: a group of six of us would retreat to an empty room and "disappear" from the ship for a while. We had to be sneaky about grabbing food from the buffet when no one could see us, and there were a few misadventures when I tried to avoid being scene while moving through the ship.

I woke up because of a cramped wrist. After getting settled in a more comfortable position, I fell asleep pretty quickly and had another dream along the same theme as the previous one.

I am at an old job at a grocery store. I am making my way through the produce department on the way to the break room. There's a supervisor walking with me, the same woman who did my orientation when I was first hired. We come across a produce worker who seems to be passed out drunk. We try to check on him, but he pulls out a gun and shoots me. It happens pretty quickly and I don't feel anything other than a slight pinch where the bullet hits me. It seems that I died, because now I am seeing my family trying to move on years after my death. I find out the company covered up my cause of death, making it look like was my fault so my family did not get anything. I am furious. I try to appear to my sister to tell her the truth. It takes a while to convince of my story, but I think she listens. Then she tries to introduce me to a friend of hers who has also had supernatural experiences. I wonder why she's bothering with this when I've just told her something important that she needs to take action on right away. Then I wake up.

After waking up after a more normal dream which strangely enough was in the same setting with the same people (minus a few) I fell back asleep and into anotherzombie dream I went.

A Swim to the Hospital
Non-lucid: I am on an island off the mainland of wherever. My friend, Ian, has just moved here four some reason or other. The island has some tree coverage but it's mostly grass at the shores, with little sand. In the sands place are rocks and shells (this is a trend for Rhode Island) The water is wavy but flat, similar to how it would look had someone put a giant tv screen playing water on a loop. The water is gray-clear, allowing a clear and unnatural view of the see floor (only the shore part though) It's about midday and as usual instead of a warm light the sun would give off, it's a cold slightly blueish-white as if a colossal fluorescent light hung in the sky.

I am talking to three of my friends. Mike, Ian, and Robert. We desperately want something to do, Mike and Ian in particular are complaining. Somewhere in the conversation we decide that we are going to swim to the hospital. There must be no boats or something.

When we arrive it's early in the night. I'm now rocking a shotgun and my friends have similar weapons. We crawl into the hospital, a narrow hall that quickly turns left with only a few doors and windows on the right. The floor is white tile and walls are painted gray. My friends whisper about how not to shoot on sight because zombies will swarm us. I just have to be and asshole though, and shoot the first one I see (which was immediately after we crawled around the first left turn). We get up and book it, my friends start swimming back to the other island but I stay here.

Strangely the scenery here is less realistic. Instead of grass it's just as if someone put a picture of grass over the ground. The hospital is in the middle of nowhere and it's tiny. But theres no more time to take it in because they are rushing out of the building now. I run into the water hoping they can't swim. But it's not a problem, because behind me are the livid, living hospital staff, zombies that aren't attacking them, and Dr. Cox.

Dream end.

01.08.2012

The Mysterious Man (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being in some sort of lake house. From time to time, we would go down to the lake and swim. At one point there was some kind of bad thing in the water, probably Pirahnas, and we were scared that someone was going to fall in. My cousin did, which all scared us, but we quickly picked her up out of the water.

We were back at the lake house, and I met a girl there who quickly became my friend. At this time I noticed that my whole Dad's side of the family was there.

I was sitting on an outside deck with my friend. At the back of the deck was a rock wall that was about 10 - 15 feet high. Covering the wall was a fence. There were what looked like paintings hanging on the fence. They were small, but noticeable. In the painting was a goblet. On the other side of the goblet there was a big, shiny coin. There were three more paintings like this hanging up there.

I looked down onto the ground below us just in time to see a tall, srongly built man walk across the path to our lake house. He was wearing all black with a black cape. He wore an eyepatch on his right eye I think, and on his outfit somewhere was a coin that looked just like that in the pictures. Although, I can't remember where it was on his person.

A couple of things happened at once. The mysterious man knocked on the fence surrounding the deck, near where my Dad and uncle were grilling. The man tried to say something, but as he opened his mouth, my dad interrupted and said "Nope, don't have that here." (or something like that) He then scooped up both of my little cousins and walked quickly into the house. Before I knew it my uncle had picked me up and I was inside the house now. There was a rushing around, and making sure that everyone was in the house, safe. I was standing in the kitchen when my dad opened the fridge and said, "Will blanks be enough to scare him away?"
"I don't think so." My uncle said.
"What about bullets?"
"They won't be enough to kill him with."
I felt like I was in the middle of some spy movie.

I woke up shortly after. I wonder who that man is, and what he wants?

01.08.2012

Windy Day (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being on some sort of beach. On this beach, there was wide path of sand that lead Straight through the water for about 40 feet, almost like an island.
On this "island" Ken and her friend had some small boats "docked" (they were actually tied to the sand with pegs in the ground) there. All of a sudden, it started getting windy. The boats blew around to and for, but none of them came loose from their hold. While Ken tried to hold some of the boats still, she hollered over at me for something. As I looked over to her, she pointed, and I saw what looked like a large stray innertube that she wanted me to get. It was getting blown around the small strip of beach every which where. I finally grabbed it and returned it to her.

I wake up at 2:45 half in and half out of a dream...there's a strange are loud siren ringing in my ears, almost like an electrnic alarm but of massive scale...i realize i am in bed sleeping and must be dreaming. I try to wake myself up. as I become aware...eyes still shut...I cannot tell if the sound is real or not...until they start to fade. I have trouble figuring out where I am. I have to focus...my heart is racing and I can't remember where I live or anything about myself for a few moments. It starts to come back as I start to recognize shapes in the dark....the window, my guitar case. I am in a room...what room? Is it my room? Where am I. Where do I live? In nc. I live in nc...in a house? No. An apartment...I left my house, my wife, months ago. My memory starts to return....I start to relax...but as I do, the wailing sirens return, excrusiatingly loud. It's interesting, I think to myself. I wonder how loud it will go. As I try to return to sleep, the sirens always get loud enough to wake me to the silence. I concentrate and manage to relax and control the sound in my head..as I start to fall back to sleep...then...movement wakes me...at my back. Something rubs me...feels warm...something alive and big enough to be a cat, maybe a dog. I lay still...don't want to startle it. I reach my arm back slowly, expecting to feel fur...I feel skin...an arm. ITS A PERSON. I think to myself in my still confused half awake state...is it Jason? Then I feel an arm around my neck hard...I lunge to get away but the arm is strong and I am soon wrestling for my life. I manage to get my feet on the ground and turn toward the intruder. I see his face in the darkess, grimacing...he's a young man, taller than me...I am in a fight for my life. Then I feel another body grab me from behind. I am being choked. I can't breath...but I am choking the man in front of me too. I think to myself...if I kill this guy, I might survive. But as I choke him, I start to pass out. I can sense the end is coming. I fought a good fight, I am going to die well.....then...

I hear a funny ringing sound, not a siren, this is different...I recognize it...it's my cell phone. I realize i am sleeping and someone is calling me but I can't answer it though because somehow I rolled in my sleep in such a way that my right arm was wrapped around my neck and my left arm was under my body....both were asleep and i was partially cutting off my own air supply. I did finally answer it...it was Steve from a company who I work for in NJ....there was a critical software failure at month's end and they needed my help. It was 3:00 sharp. The details of the dream are still fresh. I even remember the intruder's face...he had pale skin, blue eyes and short red curly hair. He was big and strong. The one behind me choking me, I could tell was smaller and had big forearms...like mine I guess. I remember that the imagery of the room was extremely accurate, the position of the bed, the guitar case, the dresser...the size of the room...even the ambient light coming from the window that lit up the man's face. Would love to hear comments about this, especially the siren. It was the only thing about this episode that concerns me, never had anything like it before. The way it filled my mind and went through me in chilling pulse waves...waves that I could almost control. And the overwhelming terrrified feeling and chills that I felt that came in waves in sync with the sound.

I'm walking up to my girlfriend Jaye after checking out at the register. She is at a side business inside the store like a bank. I walk up to hear the girl (employee) telling Jaye that if she wants a receipt she can get it herself. I say "excuse me" and she points to where the receipt is printing and falls on the floor. I ask to speak to her manager and she rolls her eyes, looks back into this glassed off office part and we both know her manager is busy. Then I ask another girl for some paper and she hands me a box full of thumb tacks and paper clips. I get frustrated and say NO, PAPER! She rolls her eyes and hands me some paper. I feel bad. Now I'm outside writing an angry letter to the company but I'm using a crayon, writing on a small lined carbon copy paper, and I can't spell anything. I'm getting very frustrated that I can't spell normal words. It seems normal though cause I'm a bad speller.

I woke up still aggravated that I couldn't spell. Now I know that will be a dream sign.

I went by bus to a school. This was a school of magic. First we had to equip a staff and another random thing, with the staff we could cast magic, and both -the staff and the accessory- had active abilities. I remember the staff being able to warp me, the accessory looked like a book but I don't know what its ability was. After we got our equipment, we had to learn practically. There was some sort of plant which tried to grab your hands with its tentacles, could rip the tentacles off by moving your hand quickly, but we had to cast spell number 4 - fire. After that lesson I learned how to bind enemies, but for some reason this spell didn't had a number, it was sort of a emergency magic. Tired from the lesson I got to a flat given to me while I was at this school. I talked with some friends about attempts at learning dark magic but I even did not know what dark spells could be.