non-lucid

was going to go on vacation with leo kara dina. Instead we decided to meet up with them and kara and I were going to have our own adventure. For some reason karas family was going to some boring place in London. I was going to go with them until I found out karas ex boyfriend was going and her parents thought it would be awkward if I went. I was annoyed by the situation and tried to piss kara off by saying I was just going to go to the bahamas. She was getting mad at me and we were looking at pictures of me bleeding everywhere because I was bashed in the head. In the pictures I was smiling. There were three of them. I then had 6 tabs of acid. I took 2 of them and kara got a little jealous because she wanted to be on it too. I remember feeling slightly good effects of the acid. I went into a room with several people and just hung out for a while. The same cop that has been appearing in my dreams was there and seemed really pissed off. Everyone crowded around him and started yelling at him for interrupting the party. We later found out he was gay and he was crying on my shoulder after making this realization.

Was in some winter wonderland with kara. It was snowing and cold but looked very comfortable. Kara and I separated for a bit to explore. When we re-met kara had two guys with her. They were bragging about a bently that they had and were trying to look cool. We all walked through the snowy landscape for a bit and the guys were getting ready to leave. I knew they did not actually have a nice car so I told them to continue with us because I wanted to see their car. they looked nervous as we continued until we got the their car. It was an old dusty honda. They looked ashamed and left the dream. A girl called to us and said she had a nice car. We went up a floating ladder until we got to a glacial cliff. They were serving free sushi and she had a nice car. The food looked really fresh

Almost caught up to my present dreams.

I know I had many dreams this night, but I could hardly remember any of them, and I woke up feeling rather unsettled after each one.
Here is the only part of a dream which I can recall.

I was crouched down in a bright room, on top of some bunk bed similar to that which I had in my previous dorm room. Then it turns out I was in some museum, and the bunk bed was now a hard, white ledge. Suddenly a ghost fazed up through the ledge with a moan, and I was so startled that I kicked out at it (my feet went right through it) and screamed, but the only way to get away from it was to go through it. I didn't though; we just stared at each other. I could only see its torso, but it was the bloodied ghost of a Japanese man in a military suit. He had no eyes, but his eye sockets were larger than normal, and black, empty space. It seemed he stared at me for a long time with his eyeless gaze, and I got the feeling he simply wanted me to know his anger and his pain, his torture.

Some time later I was with my twin sister Frankie and Sean; Sean was sort of off to the side, not really listening while I told Frankie about what I had seen.
"You kicked it good, straight in the eyeballs!" she said, so loud and clear that I nearly woke up. "Yeah, that one has a pathetic moan," she said as if she had worked in that place for a long time and knew of all the ghosts there. I think she felt sorry for this particular one.

Sean and I were walking up the main road of the trailer court, dressed in some sort of light armor and carrying small weapons. We were levels 6 and 7, but I don't remember who was which level (I have the feeling he was higher than I, as he is in most games we play together...). We were wandering around, nonchalantly searching for something to do, a new quest or something. We passed by two other people at the front of the trailer court who were also dressed in armor.
"Hey, more newbies! Maybe we could travel together!" one of them said. I think they were levels 3 or 4.
"No, Sean said quickly, and kept walking. We already had other high-level characters on other accounts, like in WOW, so we knew what we were doing and didn't want to be held back by new people... I think we were also enjoying our time being alone together, even though all we were doing was wandering around...
The other two decided to follow us anyway, so Sean and I started sprinting down the street, trying to get away from them . We turned onto the bike path and slowed down a bit, thinking we lost them. Somehow Sean was suddenly on a bike, riding slowly while I walked beside him. We were just casually talking again, but when we looked back we saw the other two had also turned onto the bike path to follow us, both on their bikes. We picked up our pace a little bit, but I could only go so fast in armor.
"We could go faster if I could get on your bike with you," I told Sean. He was stubborn though, and kept swerving his bike so I couldn't climb on. I don't think he really cared whether the other two caught up or not. "Come on, please?" I begged. "They're going to catch up to us!" He still wouldn't let me on. He pedaled yet faster so I had to jog to keep up. I started to sweat. I looked back, and the other two were still really far behind us. I kept bugging Sean to let me on his bike, so finally he did. He had a basket somehow on the back of his bike, really low to the ground, into which I put the backpack I suddenly had; then I stood on the basket and held onto his shoulders as he pedaled. He continued riding very slowly, though.
"Why are you riding so slowly?" I asked him annoyedly.
"Because there's too much weigh ton the bike," he replied matter-of-factly. I frowned at the back of his head, huffed, and got off.

A little while later, the two behind us had disappeared, and then I had a bike of my own. Sean and I were slowly passing by a large blacked house that was hidden behind tall weeds and trees to our left. We could see through the foliage that there was a semi trailer parked next to the house, its open back facing us. There were a lot of men buzzing around te house and the trailer, many carrying heavy crates and boxes into the trailer and going back into the house, only to come back out with more heavy loads. There may have been people inside the crates... Sean and I wondered whether our missing friend was in one of those crates.
We decided this was our next quest, to scope this house out and rescue anybody inside the crates. Sean jumped off his bike and let it slide into the weeds, then helped me hide my bike in the weeds nearer to the house. Then we snuck through the weeds and down the hill to get closer to the house. We were noticed by a few of the men almost immediately, and they began their pursuit of us. Instead of running away we ran closer to the house and to the right, away from the semi trailer. We tried to find an unlocked door, but the only ones that were unlocked were too dark to see inside. We chose to run into a dark room anyway; it was pitch black inside, and I almost immediately slammed into a tower of crates and boxes... I believe I was beginning to wake up at this point... the dream rewound a bit because I knew that crashing into the boxes would hurt too much, and I would not escape the men chasing us. So it rewound until we were back at the door and I was running in again - the light flashed on and suddenly it was bright as day in there. I avoided the crates and ran to the back wall where there was another closed door, with shovels and rakes propped up against the wall next to it. We ran back to try the door, but it was locked, so I grabbed the first weapon I could - a snow pusher...Sean and I had our backs to the wall as the men ran in after us. There were three of them - The skinny, young-looking Asian man in a grey hat ran towards me, in which case I shoved the snow pusher square at his chest. However, it was too soft, and I wasn't strong enough to do anything but pause his advance for a moment. He grabbed it by the handle, shoved it down, and lunged at me again. This time I kicked out at him, toe up, heel out, using the wall behind me to support myself and power my foot forward. That only sent him back a step, so I punched him in the face. Then I kicked again, and punched again, and kicked again... he tried to hit me once, put I slapped his arm away and punched again. Punch, kick, punch, kick... Everything was in slow motion. The man was a terrible fighter, I noticed. He hardly even tried. Next to me, Sean was halfway-wrestling a long-haired man who reminded me of Liam Nieson, and I couldn't see the third man but I heard him laugh. He sounded like my friend Cody.
I was still stuck up against the wall, with the Asian man continuing his attempt to grab me while I punched and kicked him. We were at a standstill. I began to realize how odd this was, that these men were so slow. All I had to do was keep this up and he would not be able to get me, but I would not be able to get away either. I had to break the cycle and find a way out... I kicked my leg out again - and woke up with a start as my leg made contact with the mattress and caused my bed to shake. I was face-down in my pillow...

I thought maybe if I don't move anymore and kept trying to imagine the dream scene again, the Asian man in front of me, his nifty hat, the long-haired man next to him... maybe I could fall back to sleep, maybe even have a lucid dream... But I could hardly picture the dream anymore. I knew it was already late morning and I was too awake from the jolt to fall back to sleep for a while. So I got up.

I realize that I'm beginning to question the oddities in my dreams more often, but I have yet to have another lucid dream after the first accidental one.

Sean and I were all packed for something and were travelling somewhere (probably a mixture of me helping Sean pack for college, and packing myself for Japan in RL). We each had two large suitcases (which I really do have for Japan...) and we were heading into this really rickety old train station/tunnel. The train was already waiting for us, and it turned out to be only a little rollercoaster-like car on an open track. The seats of each sections were wide enough to fit about three people, so Sean and I squeezed in the middle and put one suitcase each next to us, and one suitcase each under the seat in front of us. A girl with long blonde hair in a ponytail sat there. She greeted us, but I don't think she said much else. Somehow we found out (maybe the girl told us) that this train was headed for a furnace at the end of the line. People supposedly put their luggage and garbage on this train, some to be incinerated and some to be magically transported to wherever it needed to go. However, Sean and I didn't know how the magical process worked and we didn't want our stuff incinerated...The train began to move slowly, and I could see that it looped back and into a furnace not too far away... One seat moved into the incinerator at a time, and the train stopped each time. However, Sean and I couldn't get off the train yet, even though it would have been very easy to hop off at any moment as it was moving slow enough and there wasn't anything but dirt below; but we were waiting for something...
Finally, the ride we were apparently waiting for showed up, in the form of the mother of one of Sean's wrestling buddies. We saw her drive her blueish SUV up right outside the tunnel and park, waiting for us. The blonde girl had disappeared by now as we sprang into action. Sean had to hop off and run outside to make sure it was okay with this lady that we put all of our stuff in her car, but by the time he got back there was a small baby-gate blocking the entrance to the train tunnel. He could have jumped over it easily, but it would have severely slowed our progress. Instead, I agreed to grab our luggage and toss it to him over the gate, where he would put it in the SUV. Our car was already nearing the furnace and I started to panic. I quickly grabbed a suitcase, ran over to the gate, and tossed it to Sean, but when I returned to our car the luggage had multiplied. I didn't take time to question it, I just knew I had to save it, so I grabbed as many random things from our car as I could and brought it to Sean. I kept going back and forth, and each time I returned there was more and more stuff on the seats, now mostly toys and junk from when i was a kid... it seemed to be taking forever for me to grab this all by myself, and I was becoming frustrated. Finally, as the furnace was getting very close and I could feel the heat now, i was nearing the end of our stash. The seat two ahead of us jerked into the furnace as I scrambled to grab the last large suitcase we had. I ran it to Sean, feeling relieved that I had gotten everything, but as I glanced back I noticed still one last suitcase, still under the seat in front of ours. I raced to grab it - it was heavy and nearly to big to fit under there - but I yanked it out just before that seat moved into the furnace... I dragged this last suitcase over to the gate, my arm hairs singed; On the other side of the gate Sean was in much less of a rush than I had been, so there were still suitcases piled on the ground on his side. I hopped over the gate and proceeded to help him pick it up. This is where Mom woke me up.

This dream was during a period of a few days that I didn't pay much attention to my dreams due to a little bit of real-world stress, so here is a fragment...

I remember going mini-golfing by myself in a place where there were lots of other people already there, in groups, in couples, with their kids... I felt sort of out-of-place but perfectly fit-in at the same time. Anyway, I started talking to some other guy there a couple years younger than me, who had come there with friends but split up with them for some reason. We were in the middle of a casual conversation when my friend Adam (my usual DM in RL) came up to me to tell me about a new DnD mission he had for me in the DnD world, a different dimension, but that i had to keep it under wraps. He left really quickly. Apparently I didn't keep this new mission thing serious, because I started bragging to this other guy about how I play DnD and about how much I loved it. I knew I shouldn't be bragging, but I couldn't stop my dream self from doing so...This other guy told me that he played DnD, too, but not as long as I had, so we had a conversation about DnD.... I think later on we both had to work on the mission together, and the other guy ended up being smarter and stronger than me. I don't remember any of what the mission was, but I distinctly remember waking up feeling incredibly ashamed that I had opened up my big mouth in the first place.

This dream made me wish I could go back to the days where I was quiet, too shy to talk to anyone. Everybody assumed I was smart because I did my homework and got all A's, but I never had to say something and have it proved wrong... Whereas now I'm a little more open, but don't know how to say what I really mean a lot of the time, so I end up sounding like an ass or trying to make myself look a little better than I really am, and turn out to be an idiot. I habitually open my mouth even when I shouldn't.

I went on a mini trip to my parents house so I was unable to write for a few days, but really I didn't sleep that well there so I don't know that I could even remember my dreams...but here is what I remember from last night after I got home and just fell into my bed.

I was a video game character...I think Sims Medieval. I was actually the character, but I knew I was being controlled by something. It was weird because I was in a medieval era, but I was being told to do things like water skiing. I kept wondering who was controlling me and why they cared to, but I never did get lucid to where I knew I was in a dream. I just remember feeling like I didn't like having to follow the directions I was being given.

I was in rp when a gun dealer kept shooting his customers. He killed this one guy with a pistoo, and he dropped his Galil, so I grabbed it and killed the gun dealer and ran off. Then after a while the guy kept chasing me around. He was either looking for the assault rifle I took or the money printer that I stole. For some reason he kept finding me and it really creeped me out. I went into this room past that tunnel in spawn and hopefully he couldn't find me there. I have this glitch where I can see through walls, and I saw him come over and then stop. I was wondering why he stopped and panicked a little. I ended up ontop of the jail building and realized how he kept finding my me. He had this device where you can detect the printers with a hear vision of some sort. As I kept running, I saw that cars were also detected my the device. So I thought, maybe I could hide the printer behind these two Chrysler 300's on top of this roof. I crouched down behind them, but then saw him coming so I said screw it, and flicked what I thought was the printer. It was my phone, and it wasn't the guy. So I ran over and said I meant to drop the printer and tried to grab my phone. He said, lemme look through the photo's first, but then realized that the pictures woud probably just all be cats.*

Lucid
Non-lucid

My memory picks up walking down past an old friends house which lies close to the railroad. I eventually make it down to the house that sits on the corner not far from my own, and I am leaning up against a white car speaking to a man that was out walking his dog. All of the sudden the dog begins to speak, but in English, of course this startles me and I then ask the owner of the dog if he just heard what his dog said. He says no, and then we casually carry on with our conversation, at this point most of my focus is directed toward the dog while I am speaking to the man. The dog then says something else in English, and I try my best to ignore it. The dog then says another thing and this time there is no doubt in my mind that I am either crazy, or in the presence of a dog that can speak actual words. I begin to worry and I start to walk toward my house which is close by. Once I enter my house I then find myself sitting with two of my friends and my cat in my living room.

While we are talking, I am still thinking about the dog and the whole ordeal so going through various explanations I find that the only logical one is that I am in a dream. I then do the nose plug reality check and quickly find that I am in fact dreaming. I levitate my friend up to the corner of the room and I then set him down, then I levitate my cat around the room and set her back down on the couch next to my friends. For some reason I then get the thought in my head that I never went to bed, therefore how am I dreaming? I begin to question what happen to me in my waking life to induce a dream.

I go upstairs and I find my dad sitting at his computer desk within his room, I go over to him and ask him if he could attempt to wake me up. He says sure, and he goes over to my room which is across the hall and he looks as if he is moving something around in my bed, possibly me. He says that I am apparently not moving so I tell him to call an ambulance and I close my eyes and try my best to awake myself. It appears that it has worked, and I am within the confines of my own room. I then think that it could possibly be a false awakening and I then attempt to do another nose plug reality check. The reality check works, and I am once again aware within my dream.

I look at my dream room, and wander around a bit in awe. The room within my dream looks just like my room in my waking life, it was amazing. I looked out of my window, and then plunged myself through my window and into the air flying toward town within my city. Not long after I took flight, I awoke from my dream.

i drempt iwas back in my first day at school with the new mind set i had and i saw all my friends as younger. Later we were all chillen on the field and there were 2 young girls delivering water to kids nd i was given a water and then some speaker came in and started telling me about his story i told him mine nd somehow we ended up in my house but were able to go riht back to serra with out group

15-08-11 I get teleported into a gorgeously decorated church. I am not alone, there is a vampire with me. The church is quite famous though I don't know which it is. I am amazed by this. And I start laughing in wonder, I look back and see if I am the only one experiencing this reaction.

The vampire, who looks like Bill off true blood, does seem a bit impressed, however he isn't only happy and excited. His face is lighting up and he is in agony, didn't think of the whole vampire on sacred grounds thing.

I rush to him kneel down and put my hand over his face and throat and keep chanting “your spirit is welcome here”. After a while he settles down relived of the holy pressure and a thought occurs to me. If he was feeling the effects, why wasn't I, being half vampire myself. I look back and see a bunch of sorcerers walking slowly towards us.

One of them seems as surprised as I am at my freedom from the pressure. Then she looks a bit to her right and breaths out a bit of mist.

“Thank you Jake/Jack” I whisper and think of the ghostly spirit that is accompanying us. I recall who they are and address the people walking towards us, being confident that I could annihilate them should a confrontation arise.

“The Order of St. Giles right?” These people are vigilant vampire hunters, we are however not here to cause trouble and we don't wish unnecessary bloodshed. I explain that the man lying wounded on the floor is a good man, though he is a vampire.

I manage to persuade them to listen out for a second and next we are sitting around a table in a booth towards the front of the church. This time Erik is there as well and it seems like we have earned the trust of the order (In the Dresden Files they are known as the Fellowship, but hey, my dream).

I tell him that we will get his memory restored in no time. He sort of looks at me blandly, but looks grateful as well.

The scenery starts moving about quickly and I think I switch character. I am moving away from the church and it is dark around me. The streetlights don't produce much surrounding light, but sticks to an unnatural cone straight down.

I keep moving away from the church eventually going under ground, where I have to move under some metal fences for quite some time. On the other side the character I am, a little blond chubby boy is given a spell that for some reason is dangerous to vampires. I am not quite there to witness exactly what happens, but a big bad ass vampire in a black long leather jacket appears.

I think he deals with the person who gave the information away as I retreat bellow surface the way I came. I wonder on the way back how illogical this is, as if he was chased by a vampire he would be dead soon enough, though I rationalize that maybe big baddie didn't know which direction I went.
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I am in a rather big city. Lasse F is there, though the chronicling of the dream is slightly off.

I meet up with a woman I know in a shop, I don't know her name though. She has some markings on her lower left face, but I am left in doubt if these are permanent or just some recent light scaring. Her hair is shoulder short and approaching black in color.

I dunno exactly what we are talking about, in general I think it is just some small talk to get to know each other. I think we are in the same school. We leave the shop rather quickly and continue the conversation on the street, where we depart soon after.

I am at the same spot in the streets now I am talking to Lasse F. I ask him quickly what city in Europe he would consider the best architecturally. I am expecting something like Barcelona or Amsterdam, though he doesn't answer with any of these cities.

I don't hear what he says at first, and when I ask him what he said he seems unwilling to repeat himself.

The dream is working towards a big meet up of a line of characters, some I know and some I don't. I remember not if this actually takes place in the end or not.
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I am in a book shop of some description and all of a sudden a battle between a death eater and a harry-potter-like character takes place. I am not sure if there is an actual battle or it is just pretense. The Harry Potter character is a woman/girl with spiky hair of a dark color.

I sit back silently knowing that I could take them both on and get out on top.
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I talk with a couple of friends about the way people have gone traveling and are unlikely to come back. One of these is Minka and her brother gets used as an example of a person that has left and isn't coming back.

I mention Anders as a person that has come back, and Skovborg might be in the room, he himself as an example of a returner.

16-08-11 At Annegrethe's birthday I notice a song from Thure that involves doing something with quite a lot of fruit. On the sheet of paper it proclaims that he is my flat mate and 17 years old, which surprises me in a couple of ways.

First off I don't recall there being a song from Thure at that actual party, second of all Thure is older than 17 years old. But as I start to question these things my mum interrupts and asks if the song is from Thure, and how awfully nice that is of him.
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I am in what seems like an American city on fire. There is a background commentary on this is now we are seeing the results of the last decade's extensive use of violent computer games.

The city is in ruins, there is rubble all over the place and where ever you see people they are carrying either hand guns or rifles. The scenario is simple kill or be killed. Shoot on sight, humanity has lost it.

I stop myself gun in hand. I decide to throw it away and start walking around the city with caution, as far as I am aware I am the only one to get the idea that killing is baaad mkaay.

I am standing in a driveway under a tree. It is morning time and I am speaking to someone. I soon identify the source of the voices as coming from the camper parked in the driveway.

It takes a bit of time to convince the voices from inside the camper that I have decided to take up the path of non-killing. They decide to trust me and let me in, however I have to enter the code myself.

This turns out trickier than just entering a combination into a key pad. The combination is to be entered under the door to the camper. There is a slit wherein a series of motives have been carved in the wood. These are not visible though, so you have to feel out for them. I can't remember all of them, but one is a freaking samurai warrior to give some hints of the difficulty.

I am however getting verbal assistance so I make it, though I am also told during the process that the code is a work in progress as one of the voices keeps cutting new ones.

I finally get in. To my surprise the voices of the men I have been talking to doesn't belong to two grown up men. Rather the people in the camper are all packed in a little wooden box. The voices are from the two eldest fetuses (feti?). They are lying face to face in the box with tubings running down by their bodies helping them survive in some sense. The tubes continue upwards to the top right corner of the box where there is an assortment of smaller fetuses, though these aren't sentient as the two largest ones.

I go outside again and through the branches and sticks of the tree in the driveway I spot a woman. She looks at me and there is a small hint of fear upon her face. I hold up my hands palms outward to signal that I aint carrying and I have no intentions of hurting her, she looks quickly away and back at me.

I don't know if this woman ends up joining the cause, but when I get to the van there is a woman, I think I met before (just noticed I didn't, but that was how the dream explained her presence). And another one that has approached her from the street, intent on non-violence as well.

We get in the van preparing ourselves for the ride to get out of Hell Town. We take off and I am driving. I give a rats ass about red lights or otherwise traffic regulating signaling, under the assumption that if I was to adhere to these remnants of legality I would be the only one and stand out. Besides a moving target is always trickier to hit.

When I take a right and run through a red light under an approach way to the higher free way system I hear sirens behind me. I have a cop on my tail.

I take a right out over the harbour, except that it is a pedestrian system and the roads I am driving on are narrow as fuck. Multiple times one or two wheels of the van are in the water. I pull the handbrake and spin around and start driving back.

The diversion worked the cop continue straight ahead and I don't allow for much time to pass before I drive out into traffic again.
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I am at a party in a two story building. On the deck below there is the bar and speaker system. The speaker system is set up a little bit weird as it is pretty much central on the floor, with satellites on the walls.

I think Mikkel L is there (which would make sense seeing as my family and I talked about him that evening). He is somehow involved with running the party and the sound system.

I think it might actually be my room for a short while, because someone mentions the good quality of the speaker system and I tell them that what my flat mate has next door is a hell of a lot better.

Skip.

I am now upstairs and it is a freaking nightmare. There are mainly two types of monsters up there and I believe I can only take on one at the time.

The monsters are pretty stationary or slow. The stationary ones have a long energy tongue that looks like a vortex or wormhole if you look down it. The problem with the scenario is that if I decide to take on the monsters on their turf I am always in range of the tongue bitches.

However I have an ability. I have some kind of rope or tentacle myself that I can shoot out of my chest that will then pull me towards my designated target. So my strategy becomes run in and get attacked from multiple sides, then hook onto a target get close and pull it to the corner I have already cleared.

On the last trip in I am getting sucked at from 3 directions and the target I have selected is on a shelf above me, plus there is some sort of big ass cable across the ground I will have to get over. I get over the cable and take a shot at tentacle tosser, but miss. I am now standing taking hits from all over so I have to do something quickly.

I run under the shelf of the target and wait there, now out of range from the other monsters in the room. As I expected soon enough the target peaks out over the edge in order to take a couple of swings at me. Bad move, mofo! I now have a route to shoot at and though I aint exactly confident that my own tentacle (that seems more of a mechanical thing) is strong enough to pull it down I come out on top. I then rush to the cleared corner with the monster and kill it. I have taken up a rather unusual way of killing these monsters, I think I am actually biting vital chunks off of them.

Skip.

In the same room on the same floor I keep doing these labs, It might be during my monster hunt that I decide to take a break from the heroic parts of a heroic tale.

There are women there. And they are have the hots for me. I notice one of these women and start making out with her. I do another lap, this time intend on finding something a bit more exotic (read nude and willing to get close to me) and find her on the next lab at the same corner I used to drag monsters to.

I am already naked myself and I put my arms around her waist and spin her around so she has her back to me. She doesn't resist, in fact she reacts completely opposite.

I wake up.
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Pre-sleep: I sense a numbing sensation in my body as I wake up and decide to sleep again. The hypnagoic imagery is of a helicopter view of tree tops that slowly form into an encompassing forest.

Soon enough the sun appears to give the entire scene some lighting. I try and act and I wake up.

I remain calm and soon enough a similar scenario arise, trees slowly moving by until the scenario is that of a forest.

This time the sun is ahead of me and causing some extraordinary visual effects as I am looking at outlines of trees in the background as well as some dark shrubbery off to my right.

The evolution of the dream continues till the point where I am walking with two mates a bit ahead of me. We are having a conversation and they start mocking me for not exerting control although it is my dream.

I start explaining that the reason I aint doing anything is for the dream to stabilize, but the fuckers have tricked me into destroying it, by talking, and the scenery vanishes and I see the back of my eyelids and wake up.

26-08-11 Golf clubs and weed.
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Something about an ex girlfriend I get into a discussion with in a locker.

I hug the other party in a bed, and try soon enough to disentagle myself as it was only intended as a friendly hug from her.

Peter Scotson from Weeds is the new husband and we talk a bit and defuse the angry bitch.
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I am in a dark room with Minka, I want to kiss her and be with her and I think I am making an approach, It might get a little intense, though nothing happens. We walk out onto a grass field that normally would be massive and open.

However at the current time it is occupied by a temporary fairgrounds. It is dark, it is night time and the only source of light around is small lights from the various tents and things on the grounds. We walk on the outskirts of the fairgrounds until we spot where we are headed.

There is a circle of people sat in the grass, it is a coven and their leader is sat in the middle facing off against Lafayette (Yep, true blood guy). We may take seats in the circle or I just drift in without my dream body and is sat right next to Lafayette.

Though I might be separate from him, I still am feeling the sense of agency in what he is doing. Their leader, who may be Marney (Antonia, whatever dunno if it is even centred on the vamp theme).

The leader starts summoning a water elemental, and up until now I haven't noticed the puddle of water between Lafayette and her.

The water is muddy and so is the elemental, which isn't big and looks a bit like a statuette climbing out of the water. When it is slightly over half way there Lafayette/me swats it and it crumbles. I am aware that he/me is the only one in the circle with the power to destroy these.

“You will lay the fuck down with **** and ****” (remember the names I do not) Lafayette says and I become aware that he has been thwarting attempts at whatever their leader is trying to do twice before us turning up.

Lafayette/me makes the move to finish off the leader. It is a spell and it is designed to crystallise the fluid in the cells of the eyeballs of the victim, making them burst, a vicious piece of water magic if you ask me.

The spell is fired and I expect the leader to go down. That doesn't happen, when the spell (which isn't as such visible by the way) reach the leader a bright blue flash appears from her neck. The necklace she was wearing wasn't a normal necklace.

The blue light manifests. The spell didn't hit the person, but the tiny faerie (What is with the fucking faeries in my dreams recently!? (btw I am not complaining =P)) enchanted into the necklace. She was immune to the spell and she has dark eyes, pretty much the only thing in her glowing body that is dark.

This is getting out of hand. I am in my dream body now. Not sure if I have become the person that was Lafayette or whatever. I let out a shriek, to warn the people in the fair. These were the people the leader was trying to hurt, so everyone in the coven realise that this might be a prime situation to practice running.

Luckily we are close to the edge of the grounds which is surrounded by bushes. I look out and see Minka already on her way through the bushes. I myself dart after her. It is a fucking pain getting through a piece of bush in utter darkness with human limbs flailing about. I have a plan to sort that out since this is moving way too slowly at any rate.

When I am through to the other side I shout out “Minka!”. I think I feel having her attention and I roar. She gets the message and I see her shifting into a fast animal, I myself shift into a lion(ess?) and feel the powerful muscle (though the speed seems to be lacking a bit).

Minka is a wolf and way ahead of me, but she sense that I can't follow that speed and shift into a lioness as well. I still feel my clothes on my body, which is hindering me a bit, but I don't know what I can shift into that will solve it.

We are running up a hill road, a road that reminds of one in the city I grew up in right next to the town hall. I keep running looking at Minka. At the top of the hill she shifts into a bird, a rather small one, maybe a blackbird or raven (definitely a dark bird, not sure if a raven would be too big, I am a bit far away) and takes off into flight.

I decide to do the same though I am unfamiliar with shifting into flying things. I think Eagle. I shift and leaps and get up a bit, but flying with wings is hard. I keep flapping about, but only just barely manage to keep floating.

Until I realise that I can push forward my legs which will make my wings carry more and provide quite a significant up drive. I fly high, I mean high enough to make me think “Shit this is really high”.

It must look hilarious the way I manage the height of my flight. I push forwards my legs to go up and pull em back to go down while flapping my wings the entire time. I fly over Minka and look down at the brick houses and flat roof tops.

After a short while after this I land in a yard of a small house. The terrace is sort of formed like a playground and I transform into a kangaroo when I land and jump between some of the smaller platforms for the fun of it.

Minka lands shortly after. I go to her, intending on kissing her. She doesn't allow me and says “Dennis”. There may be tears in her voice, she starts talking about how I take risks, like I just did in Eagle form.

“If you went skiing with your dad, would you jump that high” “If you drove a snow scooter, would you make jumps” and things like that. I keep thinking when I dream I fly that high, and eventually she say “When you dream” (Nice one missing the lucidity clue there).

“You don't understand I really care for you...” “but you just don't want me” I think to myself. There is a sense that I take too much risk for her to be interested in me, she might be afraid to get interested in me.

I pick her up and place her on my arm and start walking inside, carrying her like you would a baby. She is still crying.

We get inside and I see her boyfriend/ex boyfriend or whatever he is. “Darly” she says and her crying intensifies. I look at him pleadingly to take her, not because I want to let her go, but because she wants to go to him.

“Great sleeping beauty (or similar)” he says hinting at her crying, but eventually he accepts her and take her in his arms. My niece is sat on the sofa next to him and as soon as he is occupied with Minka she starts crawling out over the sofa, but I anticipated this from before I even handed Minka over to Darly and catch my niece as she starts falling.

I start looking at her while talking to her and they lie down for a short moment on the sofa. Then Minka says “Dennis” again tears in her voice, she seems hurt that I have again handed a love interest into the arms of another man and just let go.

I am slightly hurt, but I channel love into the moment with my niece and try to ignore the other parties in the situation.

She is the only person whose friendly love always shine brighter than the hurt of not being with her.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was part of some situation that was like a TV show. In the show, there was some guy, who was either a young man or a young man dressed up like an old man. As the young man, he may have been clean-cut and slightly effeminate, wearing some kind of plaid, Abercrombie-style shirt. As the young man made up as an old man, he had white hair and wore a black suit.

The man and I were with a few other people. The man started talking about how he was gay. I said it didn't matter to me whether he was gay. I said that I wasn't gay.

There was now a transition scene, maybe to a commercial. The transition scene showed a bunch of hot girls in spandex suits like exercise outfits doing some kind of hip-hop dance on a big, wooden platform, like the floor of a dance studio. But this "floor" was either elevated above buildings, on the roof of a building, or attached like a ledge to a building. The camera panned away, revealing a huge city.

I was now in a theatre. It was like the program I'd come to watch had finished. We were all leaving the theatre. There were only a few people left in the seats. I was up in the balcony. A female friend of mine stood to my right. Looking down to the stage area, I saw a big, wooden platform. It almost looked like a gigantic, wooden bed frame, with a tall, narrow mirror as the headboard.

I told my female friend, "That's what my sister wanted me to take a picture of! She'd told me she wanted a souvenir shot of the big bed from the show. I had no idea what she was talking about. But now I remember it!" I also remembered that the "big bed" was the platform the dancers had been on during the transition scene.

I pulled out a camera and started to take a picture. There were two girls, one in her early teens and one a bit younger, standing by the stage. The older girl wore a long, maroon sweater and a wool cap, and she had straight, black hair that flowed almost down to her waist.

Either as the dream ended or as I woke up, I thought it would be a good idea to ask the two girls to stand near the "big bed," so I could illustrate the size of the bed by using them as reference points.

I was in a warehouse (some kind of storage building).
I saw Mordecai and Rigby.
I was fighting some guy.
He ran out onto the street.

Side Notes
Its like Memento, I can't remember anything. I need to piece together the fragments.

Im at a leisure centre, its the one i used to live by, me and my cousin are in the reception area, i guess we have just been swimming. We leave and something huge is going on, there are crowds of people streaming out of the leisure centre.

We get away from them and my Auntie is suppose to pick me up, somehow she drives away with my cousin in a separate car and tells me to stay here, its starts to get dark and i wait there for some time.
After a while i think "screw this" i get in my Auntie's car and begin to drive.
As im driving down the dual carridge way i get a call that says they will be there in a few minutes to pick me up and to please look after the car.
I think "oh shit" turn the car around and head back. They meet me there i say something like "your car is really hard to drive" to my auntie.

Fragment 2
There is me, josh, joe, frenchy, paul, pete, keirnan and kara. We are all in the same house, i think its mine. There are multiple rooms upstairs and we are all really tired, we are sleeping. Me and Joe are awake and joe tells me to go see if Kara is asleep. I walk down the corridor to the room she is in and check on her, she is sound asleep so i leave and go back to the room i was in to begin with.

Fragment 3
I am with Josh, Joe and Alex. I am showing Alex how to play WoW properly and am taking on a rogue + a warrior with a mage, he is really impressed, Josh and Joe just laugh and say thats "standard".
We are sitting in a room with 2 sofa's and a table in the middle... The computer screen seems to be wall-hung in the centre where we can all see.

Fragment 4
Walking across a field, i am with someone, i think its a girl, possibly Kara. We pass a running track and further across the field there are a bunch of hooded youths being loud etc. Kara looks scared and i tell her its nothing to worry about.
We walk closer and they start to head to the same place as us... Once they reach the gates they stop, we are wary as we dont know whats going on. It seems to be a mini riot and as we get even closer someone sticks on some metal music... I instantly laugh as they begin to have a really pussy version of a mosh pit. I look and kara and say " i just gotta show these lads how its done"... I run in and start going mental, before i know it i have cleared the entire mosh pit and me and kara can walk safely through. The youths tell me im hardcore, i just laugh.

Fragment 5
I am playing WoW again, on my own this time in my bedroom. I am playing with someone else but i cant remember who it is, possibly Nick.
We are in an instance i have never seen in WoW but we manage to 2 man it... Its pretty easy and im sure we are only level 20 or so. I have to keep telling Nick Which NPC's to attack etc as he's a bit of a noob.

Fragment 6
Im am with josh and Joe, we are playing Xbox... Keirnan, frenchy and paul turn up and josh turns to me and asks if i brought any of my 4 controllers... I say" no, because you never asked me to, i didnt know anyone was coming" he gets really upset for some reason.