non-lucid

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Aeolar's Dream

I am with this kid named "Old Mike", with whom I have had really good connections with recently. We were watching football, outside for some reason, and Mike began to be surprised. He was recognizing certain people in the game, although he had no previous knowledge of them, and at one point he said that he could almost see himself throwing the ball in the game. I told him to try it, and he said he did it. I was impressed. I guess I just decided to go to sleep on the ground outside, and what felt like soon after, Mike woke me up and told me "30 seconds" which instantly I knew that we were leaving. Mike went inside, and I waited outside for a while. I went inside, wondering what was taking him, and Mike was standing in the staircase, staring at nothing.
"What are you doing?" I asked him.
"I had just tuned in to a talent show where a man was hypnotizing people. It was one of my top 10 shows." He replied.
We then went outside, and got into the car. Mike then turned into my Dad, and we pulled out of the driveway and turned right. Instantly we were on a highway, and Dad was commenting, saying that
"The I-8 lower is much less crowded, because almost everyone uses the I-8 higher." The higher was up in the air. We took a wide left turn, and I saw these huge concrete barriers in the road, dividing the lanes into sections for individual cars. I thought that they looked similar to the start of a pinball game, but Dad thought that they looked like the escalators in Modern Warfare 2. We got into the far right lane, barely, and the highway sloped down at about a 50 degree angle. We drove down it extremely fast, but when we got to the second part, there was a chain in the middle that we didn't see until it was too late. There was a sign on the chain that said "Do not Exit/Enter" and when we hit the chain, it seemed only to hit our bodies, and at the speed we were going, the chain was pulled backwards like a rubber band, and then turned the car a little, but we were safe. We both were happy that the car was OK, and we stopped at this large commerce area. We got out of the car, and start walking to this set of stairs. Dad is walking rather quickly and is ahead of me, and walks up the stairs.

Suddenly, I see 2 special ops soldiers run after him. I knew that they had thought that there was a security breach, and that terrorists were inside. I noticed a man to my left with a bone mic in his right ear, and his finger in his ear giving orders, and saw that he was of importance. As we were walking, I spoke up.
"We're not terrorists." I said,
To which the man replied, "What?"
I repeated myself. "We're not terrorists. It was just me and my Dad. We took a wrong turn."
The man does the :O face, and repeats what I just said into the mic. I see Dad turn a corner, and he tells me that we're leaving. We are going into town. I think to myself, "Whatever" and get into the car. When we get to town, we stop in an art gallery. I noticed that a painting called "The Great War" wasn't there. Dream fades.
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I am in a town similar to Nuketown in CoD, and there is another boy there. This boy had found the secret to either unlimited chicken or candy, maybe both. (LMAO! xD) Either way, I am trying to steal it from his backpack without him noticing. The boy is lying down, watching the middle of the street. I sneak around the right, and eventually make it into his bag. I see a birds eye view of him getting up and walking over to where I am, nonchalantly. I eat as much candy/chicken as possible, and cover up the stuff I pulled out of his bag. He sees me and his eyes brighten. He has blonde hair and looks like little Christian.
"Hey! What's up?"
I'm stunned, and before I could sputter something out, the boy turns around after grabbing his bag, and walks into a house that was behind him. I follow him, and inside I see Bri and Heidi. They are talking about something, I can't remember what. I do remember Bri saying,
"Heidi, will you please stfu?" I was surprised because she usually never says that. Then, we start talking about Piano and begin walking to the door. I turn around, and see an open doorway that is covered with large crystals that act as a "door", and a woman with long brown hair, standing there, tapping individual crystals with her hands, and the result are beautiful noises. For some reason I thought this was another form of piano, and I asked her,
"How do you know to play?"
"What I'm playing is easy. The actual song I'm playing off of has tempo and beats, but I just play the notes rapidly, and it sounds good enough." She replies.
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Fragment: I am in a huge grass field, with a giant hill in the background. I am talking to 3 other people, telepathically maybe. There was also a lighthouse.
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I am at school, and I am talking to Adriana. It's the first day of school, and I forgot my ID card. Adriana thinks that I'm gonna get a detention for that. I don't stress it. A teacher comes up, and asks how we're doing. I say that
"I'm doing fine, I was able to sleep in today. I was able to just roll over and pass out when I woke up the first time."
"What time do you usually get up?" She asks quizzically.
"Around 6:00 AM." I reply.
"Wow,"
"That's the island for ya."
She walks away, and this cute brown/black haired girl walks up to us. She's really attractive; her hair is cut medium-length, almost a bowl cut. She starts teasing me, poking me and stuff. I bear hug her, and try to take her down, but I end up taking myself down first. I land on the asphalt in this parking lot area, and she lands on top of me. Adrianna comments sarcastically,
"You know your masculine when you can't take a girl down."
I roll over and get up quickly, and she's still on the ground. I boast,
"Masculine? I'll show you masculine!"
I pick her up from her back and legs and hold her close to me. I let her down slowly onto the nearby curb, and we laugh and look into each others eyes. Wow, are we in love. I look to my right, and see Jose over on the sidewalk. I motion over to him, and he comes. We talk for a while, and he & I throw stuff at each other and mess around until the dream fades.
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I am on an island in Hawaii. I am on the coast, and I can see two other islands nearby. There are people with me, but that's not the point. As I am looking at these islands, I see typhoons form on the water, two of them, each moving toward different islands. The first one moves to the right, and makes destruction in the rainforests, ripping out plant and wildlife. The second one goes to the left, and when it hits land, I see huge trucks fly out into the Pacific, with boats attached to them. Then, I see all the power go out on the left island. I pray that the typhoons don't hit us too. Dream skip. I am at the beach, and I am awestruck by how deep the ocean is.
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I am a hostage, and I am in this cargo bay, which is on the water. I am trying to escape, but to no avail. There are Indian Pirates all over. I know that my family is also being kept hostage, and my aim is to rescue them.

My dream starts out looking at a number on the wall that I am supposed to hear from regarding an internship. I am for some reason in my parents room, and sure enough the number calls. I got the internship, and I am very pleased. My parents congratulate me, but then I have a false awakening. I wake up in my parents bed room, but this time a different number is posted on the wall, one that made no sense. It was like "1-808-VTLR79__" or something. At this point I was like "oh shit, that last time it was a dream, so this is just another dream." Then I got really excited and became lucid after looking away at the number on the wall and looking back it it. Then that's when it became weird...

As soon as I turned lucid, The left side of my body in the dream stopped working completely, including my eye which now all I could see was black. Getting a little rattled, I yelled "lights on!" and "left side begin working!" After I yelled this, I remember going into sleep paralysis for a split second, and then closing my eyes to be shot straight into another dream.

When I entered my dream, I was completely lucid, and was somewhere on the rural streets of Beijing, China. I am not sure how I knew that, I just knew. Anyways, I noticed my dream was a little unstable, so I calmed down and began looking in detail at my environment for a while. I also did a couple spins and rubbed my hands together to ensure that the dream would be stable for at least a while. Then, I began walking down the streets in attempt to begin some lucid goals of mine.

I stopped at an intersection, and made myself start physically-shifting. An incredible pain had initiated where the muzzle would be breaking through. Very similar to my phantom limb shifts in real life, except a LOT more pain involved. I felt ears piercing through my skull in order to struggle out. At this point I wanted to make sure my shifting was going on as planned, however, when I started looking at my body and feeling around there was absolutely no evidence that I had physically started shifting. After this, my shift stopped all of a sudden, and I became extremely frustrated. Because I am usually able to fly in my dreams, I wanted to make sure not all my superpowers were affected. Unfortunately they were too.

At this point I decide to turn at the intersection and start running on all fours and initiating a mental shift in my dream to see if it would help. After a while, I came out of the shift realizing nothing had happened. I gave up in frustration, and began to climb a wall nearby in effort to find higher ground (began to lose my lucidness). However, in attempting so I fell and slipped. It hurt like shit. Dream fades on...

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I am at a ski resort, or in Alaska somewhere living in little huts with a bunch of friends. There is snow absolutely covering everything. "J" is in the same bedroom as me, and we are roommates. I miss the bus to go somewhere because I am too busy looking for my m4a1 assault rifle (a real one) that I thought was in my paintball duffelbag.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in "my apartment," in my bathroom, looking at my face in the mirror. The bathroom was dark, with light coming in only from another room. I was disappointed with my appearance. I felt like I looked really ugly.

There was suddenly a knock on my front door. I didn't know anybody who'd be knocking on my door at this time, so I was afraid to open the door. I went to look through the peephole to see who was there -- I was even afraid to do that.

The person at the door was a tall, muscular black man wearing a black tank top, khaki shorts, and a baseball cap tilted off to the side of his head. He was bouncing around a lot. He looked annoyed or angry. I didn't open the door or acknowledge the man. I just walked away from the door and back to the bathroom.

There was another knock at the door. This time I stood frozen in the doorway of my bathroom, afraid to even go to the door. I looked from the bathroom to the door.

My apartment was really big. It was like the bathroom was at the front of a short hallway. Between the hallway and the front door was a living room. But the living room was more like two huge rooms. Both the rooms were plainly visible, but dark. In the center was a kind of columned space that was lit with incandescent light. There was nice, kind of old-style furniture everywhere.

I somehow saw through the door, which now had a window of greenish and pinkish stained glass in a diamond-grid pattern on it. At the door were two old, white men, kind of overweight, with white hair. It was now like part of the stained glass on my door had been broken. The men could see into my house. But I didn't know if they could see me.

There was a really nice, big, comfortable armchair near the hallway. A very pretty, blonde, little girl in a really nice, fancy dress, sat in the chair. She made some kind of remark about the people at the door. The remark was made with a cheerful tone, but it was kind of dark. It made me feel like the two white men at my door were probably here only to cause trouble for me, but that I should probably open the door to them anyway.

I was about to go open the door for the men. But they now saw me through the smashed-out pieces in the stained glass on my door. The men said something about how they had only been here to help me. They were probably going to install some kind of device in my house. But if I didn't want to open the door for them, they weren't going to waste their time.

The two men left my door. I ran after them, hoping to get them so they could do whatever good thing they were going to do for me. I must have gotten down to the ground floor of my apartment building. In an area that may have been a little small and cramped, possibly busy with some kind of housework, I met a woman, another resident.

The woman said, "Oh, those guys are all holding a big meeting for all of us downstairs later on. They gave everybody that speech. They figured it was a good way to make everybody feel guilty. So that way everybody would want the thing the men want to put in the house. So now, to find out what it is, we all have to go to this meeting."

I was now outside, in a neighborhood that looked a lot like my neighborhood in waking life. It was late afternoon or early morning. The sky was deep, vivid blue, but there were also bright, red-pink clouds in the sky. I remarked to myself that I'd never seen clouds with such a strong, red tint.

Somehow my psychiatrist met me a couple of blocks down from my apartment. I was walking back to my apartment. So my psychiatrist walked with me. We passed a small family that was taking up the entire sidewalk. We had to maneuver past them. I squeezed along a chain-link fence along the sidewalk.

One of the kids of the family may have been on a tricycle. Another of the kids was a little, Latina girl with dark skin and long, black hair. She was maybe ten or eleven years old. She wore a bikini with a black and white design of tighly interlocking patterns, like Native American pottery paintings. She also may have had red scrunchees holding her hair back in either a ponytail or two pigtails.

I had been very interested in the Native American design on the girl's bikini. I had never seen that before. But the girl had been kind of crouched down near the bicycle. And when she stood up, something about the sight of her rear end as it went from a crouching to a standing position really turned me on. So I looked away, ashamed of being turned on by a little girl, especially in front of my psychiatrist.

We crossed the street. I was looking down to the sidewalk and up to the strikingly red-pink clouds as my psychiatrist spoke with me. My psychiatrist told me that she had some meeting set up with me and another psychiatrist, possibly a man. She told me that soon I'd be able to go to "special sessions" with this second psychiatrist.

My psychiatrist told me that she'd tell me more once we got inside. Apparently my apartment complex actually held her counseling office instead of my apartment.

I asked my psychiatrist if I would still be doing regular sessions with her, since the sessions with the guy would only be "special sessions." I mentioned some previous psychiatrist I'd had before, without being able to remember her name, as if I had seen her for "special sessions" while still seeing my psychiatrist for "regular sessions." But my psychiatrist didn't answer me.

My dream now took on a very scratchy, rushing feeling, like I'd usually have when I was going into or coming out of a lucid dream. I think this may have been partly because I had gotten really frustrated trying to remember the name of my previous psychiatrist.

Vesterguard's Dream

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

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.

Vesterguard's Dream

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

14-08-11 I am in a shower at some sort of gym or swimming stadium. One of my mates, maybe Pil is standing in front of me holding back the line until the water coming out of the showers is warm. Looking around I see quite the amount of naked men, as expected, however I am surprised to find women in swim suits in the line as well.

I am naked and without my towel as one of the women, an average height girl, with short hair with redish edges. She explains that the line to get in the woman's shower is just too long to wait. I am surprised to find myself fairly confident in talking to her though I am naked, a first for me.
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A geeky personality reminding me of Hayden Christensen from Shattered Glass wearing a blue shirt is talking to a blonde woman wearing a black business like outfit. She could be his assistant.

As the discussion goes on they become increasingly passionate and decide to start making love.

I am now on a sofa and I sense my dad pushing me slightly aside with a foot as there is a chance that there will be tits and sex on telly.
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I am walking around in Hornslet in the area down by the larger supermarket. I am with my family and we are walking on the back paths, trying to find out where we are supposed to get something to eat.

We contemplate Amanda or Musik Cafeen, the light would indicate late afternoon/early evening. There are a lot of foliage running over the path sort of interfering with me pulling the bike around. My entire family is on the bike I am pulling, but it isn't particularly difficult.

We settle for Musik Cafeen and then the theme change from being oriented around food to me saying hello to my friends sitting around the pub.

Outside Krimi and Skovborg are sitting at a table, they are finishing up their food. The rest of the dream involves me walking around talking to various people, can't remember about what.
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I am drawing pencil drawings and they are rater good. I am drawing a girl until I start shading in the pencil I am using to draw with.

14-08-11 Nap: I am in a house a big one. I walk towards the large living room where Ida and Ruth are talking. I sneak close and they don't notice me. The only reason I do this is to see if I can, which I can.

I decide to go through the kitchen on my left to another room, just to sneak around the house while they don't know I am doing it. When I get to the kitchen I stop sneaking as much and take some larger leaps, which makes the floor squeak a bit. But since I am further away now I know they won't hear me.

When I get to the other room I start realizing I am dreaming, the situation reminds me of my last attempt where I think I started taking control too soon and sort of pulled myself out of the dream.

I need to check though and now Ida and Ruth have arrived and they are looking at each other on a sofa. Ruth is wearing some pink top and loose bottoms. I decide to make them kiss each other and she starts leaning up towards Ida, who has a slightly higher ground wearing gray. Ruth puts out her tongue and Ida teases a bit but doesn't seem to mind it, though she seems a bit surprised that they are actually doing this.

Wow I am good, I think to myself, I can make two women make out in front of me as foreplay for when I join in. Too bad two women together doesn't do it for me.

I decide to just go with it. The dream has stabilised a bit and I can move around easier now. So I grab Ida from behind and drag her to the window. She starts mentioning that we have discussed this and she wasn't interested. I explain that maybe if I had been a bit more like this, taking what I want she would have liked it. Besides, my dream, my rules.

The dream quickly starts fading, but I recover, this is why I took her to the window to try and focus on the scenery while at it. I try and remove her trousers, but this proves difficult as they are very tight jeans. I imagine her to be wearing a summer skirt instead which eases the process.

The dream is starting to wobble in and out and I have to exert a lot of focus on the surroundings to keep it stable.

Though I manage to get her pants off, when I am “out” they have reappeared again as some big scary granny panties so I just flick them aside and manage to get a couple of thrusts in before the dream fades.

Stupid sexual dreams, not a good RC at all, what a waste of a lucid.

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Vesterguard's Dream

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

20-08-11 I am in some dungeon styled cave. Seems to have four tunnels shooting off from the centre room where a monument is placed. I big statue or something.

I am with a group of people. We have cleared one section of the caves and we are going back out towards the centre. I move out a bit too quickly and I get annihilated by some undead wild flowing energy.

I think I get all of us wiped out by making this mistake, although I realise it immediately after I have moved out of one of the tunnels too far and try and get back into cover some of the energy manage to get me although I am out of line of sight.

Although everyone but me dies I manage to resurrect at the location, but now there is a problem. I am stood in the tunnel I tried retreating into and looking out on the centre floor there are numerous liches with undead minions. It will be tough for my team to get back without starting a fight.

I move back into the tunnel where there are a couple of things, a statue and some machinery I know I won't be able to operate. The statue sort of have a couple of arms that in themselves are statues but also used to awaken the main statue.

I remember this used to make me scared, and now I am no longer fully emerged in the computer game, but have a somewhat detached attitude towards it.

I decide to go and hang about with the statue though it is making me scared. As I walk in towards the room I notice bits of exercise equipment in front of the big statue.

I get the feeling I am dreaming and jump onto a part on the left, think it might be a black stone hand. I shout out if there are any spirits that wish to talk (sort of a RC) and though I don't get an answer I am increasingly aware of me dreaming.

Then I look across the gap to the bit on the statues right side, which is a bench, complete with the weight set for strength exercise. I manage the jump perfectly and gravity isn't quite normal so I guess I must be dreaming.

I check my hand, and sure enough. I am looking out in the room and to my satisfaction I am already in a somewhat pyramid shaped room, though it looks more like a normal living room than a pyramid. Besides only two of the sides are moving up in a point in the top.

I try and fly off, but decide to stabilise a bit first, which I spend very little time and no actual techniques doing. It is very dark.

The dream starts fading a bit, but I pull it back and find myself in the same room again. I drop off and try and float through the walls/floors which isn't a problem. Then I start spinning in order to get to Chichen Itza.

I manage to get the sensation that I am emerging from water, by trying to imagine arriving in the well. But around me is mainly floating beddings, and I soon (mistakenly) find myself awake.

FA: When I wake up I can hear my flatmate from the other room saying that although the attempt wasn't that good I still managed to do an honest attempt. He goes on to explain that from his position at the top of the pyramid I had no shape what so ever, but just came across as an orange light.
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I am in a newly constructed (not finished in fact) office complex. My mum is working there, and I think I am involved with either the construction or the suits.

There is a long narrow entrance way towards the building. It is supposed to swing up to get in use.

There is a woman in a yellow dress. She seems to have no issues with security points. I wonder if I remember all of them.
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Someone asks me in a tent at a camping grounds if I would like to go to a basket or other sports game in the states this weekend.

He already has the tickets for flights and game. I can't due to school and heavy workload. I am annoyed that I get all of these random offers when I can't attend.
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Picking up my niece because the maid is on lunch break, walking around bouncing her gently, she becomes quiet.

I woke up this morning tired. I thought I had a DEILD but I cant recall what happened.. I was just tired. But I had to take my son to school. Usually by the time I drop him off I'm awake, but I sometimes squeeze a couple more hours in before its time to stay up. This morning I hit the bed and was almost out before my head hit the pillow. As I looked up at the ceiling I repeated "I will have a lucid dream" I felt myself drifting off and wake up and drift off again. I'm still looking at the ceiling but it doesn't feel like my eyes are open. I took a look out my window and there was a huge bunny in a blue dress walking across my yard. I said "I'm going to make her have a lucid dream, Wait. I'm dreaming" Just then my dream started to fade. I focused on the pile of rocks next to the bunny's feet. That view seemed to zoom in. After a while the dream returned. I ended up grabbing my keys and looked at the remote fob for the car. There were about 10 extra buttons on there. I pressed one and it caused my neighbor across the street house to slide open mechanically(Like is was supposed to split in half.) another button open my neighbor's garage. But I didn't want to push the panic button because I didn't want them to know I was doing this. (This logic made me realize I was no longer lucid but still had control.) I had a false awakening shortly after... In my bed looking at the ceiling.

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This night I went to bed later than usual, but I still decided to make an attempt. But my WBTB alarm never woke me up... So I woke up naturally 2 hours after my normal WBTB time ans I had to chabge the timer, but the light from the phone made it hard for me to fall asleep later. So this was the end of my lucid dream streak =(
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Fragment
I was doing my boxing session in the music department of my school.

Dream
I was on a bus with my friends and loads of people from school. We were going to see a movie I had £75 and I was talking to my friend and he said some girl brought £12,000.

We got off and me and my friend hid so that our other friends would think we left them. We ran and hid behind a low wall. When my other mates came off the noticed us even thought we couldn't even see them.

Then the funny thing happend my friend who is fat tried to hide from us and he did a forward roll and failed. He just landed on his head it was hilarious, everybody was laughing. He tried again and his trousers fell down.

Side Notes
During one dream I became slightly lucid.

This dream refers to a previous dream I once had, depicting my cousin (who I will call "Yu" for the sake of this dream-journal entry) and his father (my uncle) suddenly deciding to go overseas.

Last Night's Dream:

I was sitting in my lounge room with my parents, two sisters, and one of my three brothers. There was a knock on the door, and my uncle, his wife and Yu came in. My mother mentioned something about them coming back from overseas and asked me if I remembered anything from that day (it was an actual dream I once had haha). [I only remembered some details however. It involved a hospital and POSSIBLY an older version of a friend's girlfriend (of whom I have no attraction to). I had that dream a couple of months ago BEFORE I started writing in my Dream Journal.] My uncle then mentioned that his son, Yu, had suddenly started to vomit afer his arrival back to Australia, so they took him to a hospital for a check-up.

My mother (suddenly knowing all the details EVEN THOUGH SHE WAS SITTING WITH ME THE WHOLE TIME AND JUST HEARD THIS NEWS ) then said that the doctor called it "Fidal". In my dream I was confused as I'd never heard an illness by that name before, and concluded that she meant Vital.

I decided to search up "FIDAL" on my laptop (when I turned it on, I had three internet windows open; two with 7 or 8 tabs and one with 2 or 3 tabs. They were all open on a forum with a dark background), but then a notification popped up telling me I had 8 emails (THE WEIRD THING IS, IN REAL LIFE I ALSO HAD RECIEEVED EIGHT EMAILS OVER NIGHT ) I went on to the e-mail site, but it didn't seem to work -.-, so I went back to searching Fidal.

I typed it in on Google, and a few results came back, but one stood out. I don't quite remember what it said, but none of the results had anything to do with illnesses. Then I got distracted by my oldest sister holding up a camera and videoing (sp? taping? can't think of other words :L!) everyone for no apparent reason.

Everytime the camera focused on someoen, their line of sight was shown in green (in the real world (dream world? :L ! ) ) I thought this concept was amazing, until I saw the camera focusing on Yu's hand and saw a big lump (that looked like a mmosquito bite). I then realised he had cancer. My uncles wife mentioned performing laser surgery, while my mum mentioned that he had recieved cancer because he frequntly disobeyed his parents (which is true in real life), and, due to this, we should all obey our parents more. I beleived it -.- (wtf?!)

My sister (the younger of my two sisters in that room, but older than me. I shall call her Mia for the sake of this dream-journal entry. She also frequently appears in my dreams, especially nightmares, possibly because I am very close to her) asked Yu if he wanted to be tall and built or skinny and short. (wtf? ) I thought this was insensitive as I was assuming he would die early or not eb able to get built, because he had cancer. Yu didn't seem to realise this, though, and nodded at hte former. Afterwards, everyone proceeded to leave the house to go to a neighbourhood park. Mia stayed back, however, and a pizza box and my sister's best friend (also a first cousin) appeared out ofno where. My sister and cousin then proceeded to proceeded to talk about school, while I watched some TV.

There was a show about nature hosted by the host of Australia's got talent (in my dream he was blonde though). He mentioned facebook in a negative way (can't remember what though). Another show came on, but I ignored it and went for a slice of very cheese pizza
I woke up after almost taking a bit of Pizza -___- it looked so yum </3

I told someone in "chat" that I would record alll my dreams in my dream journal. Kinda regretting that already cos its tedious. But here goes. It's Saturday and I've slept-in.

I got into a bus and sat on a sideways seat. I looked up and directly across on a sideways seat was a 27ish brown man, bit heavy in work-like old black t-shirt and corderoys.

I was surprises cos I suddenly remembered he was on the same bus as me this morning.

He knew I was thinking, 'amazing sync' so said to nip that in the bud he said, "We work the same shift". (l woke)

Back to sleep.

False awakening (very tedious). My room felt same but as I questioned the position of things they changed to the right place and I took that for granted.

When got up i felt strange and did a drunk-stretch type dance then wanted a poo. Got some newspaper to poop on cos felt too lazy to go out to the loo. Then didn't want a poop.

6 framed pictures were on the wall. They were like TVs with living, moving picture in them. I wondered where I got them and how long I had them.

Then I went to open my door. It was open. Oops how can that be? I tried to shut it but it wouldn't stay shut. I used my key hoping that locked, it would stay shut but it didn't.

Went to tell other boarding house guests that my room was broken into while I slept. Nothing stolen and I wasn't attacked. I guess after they broken in and saw me sleeping they realized they had the wrong address.

I didn't recognize any if the guests.

They were not rude but they weren't interested.

I'm not good at description but I now think they might have been you guys (and gals) visiting Chicken Itza.

Then I had that poo in the loo. I could hear someone cleaning there teeth outside the toilet at the sink. There was an upturned jug that I remember turning over to drain but it had drained a pool of yellow cleaning fluid onto floor. That's ok, I will use it in a minute when I start the cleaning.

Then there was red seepiage coming out of the wall tiles. I wondered where it was coming from. Didn't matter, I would just clean it up then I clean.

Going back to room a kind curly white short-wavey haired man was vacuuming yellow shag pile rugs in my room. He vacuum Wet blue shag pile rug too. I wondered where I had got them and how long I had them.

When I passes the guests in my way to the loo I noticed two men drinking. As I pass them going back to my room they were asleep, mouths open, sitting opposite each other, heads on the table.

I think even inebriated folk can stil make it to Chicken Itza, Hahahahaha.

Me and allen were at our apartment but it looked nothing like the one we actually live in. There were some other people there but they were all random dream characters. For some reason we had a ton of barbies in the house. The barbies were evil. They would hid behind dressers and behind clothes in the closet. Their goal was to wait for us to fall asleep and then they would kill us. At one point I watch as one makes movement in a closet and I cover my eyes in fear. Allen says that we need to destroy all of them now. I grab one. She appears not to be evil or alive but for safe measure I take her to the sink. At fiery she was a really beautiful barbies but as I started to dump her head in the water and hold it there, the colors start to fade and she becomes more and more scary looking. Then I see that she starts to move her head and is clearly holding her breath. I hold her arms against her body so that she can't move them. I experience a strike of terror as I watch the barbies struggle. I had a weird thought that maybe if she didn't die from the drowning, she would come back and cause me to drown (which is one of my most feared ways of dieing). I quickly pulled her head our the water. She turns her gaze to mine. another strike of terror. I run to the kitchen with her to allen. Allen tells me to chop her up into tiny pieces so that if her evil soul reenters her body, she wont be able to use that body to kill us. I grab an oversized butcher knife. I lay her out on a wooden chopping block. I can see that she is weak from the drowning and isn't moving much. I was surprised at the fact that she wasn't fighting to stay alive. I begin to chop off her head, than arms, then legs. I rechop all the pieces. Finally when I was satisfied that I couldn't chop her up anymore I despised of her in the trash. I was relieved that was over but still panicked because I had so many other barbies to find and chop up. Allen gets a phone call and walks away. I go back into the bedroom to find another. I am scared to walk anywhere they might be binding in case they jump out at me in a big group and attack. I decided to leave the room and wait for allen to help me find more. Allen meets me in the hallway. He looks out of breath and hurried. He said that he was being forced to move away for his job. I began to sob because I didn't want him to go and I was scared I would die of he did. He looked really upset and then said that he would stay with me. I hugged him really tightly for a long time. Then we went back into the room. One thing I noticed about the apartment that I didn't mention earlier was that it was filled with children toys, cartoon blankets, and was very messy. Total opposite of how it actually is.

I was moving out of parents house. For some reason I had a huge collection of bugs including spiders. I remember feeling to scared to look at the glass cages. I was in awe of the fact that they were still alive and that I had never few them. A spider or two jumped out at me and I became very nervous, itchy, and miserable. I decided to just leave the house how it was. I was in my car. I had had some sort of arranged marriage with some old wealthy man in bellevue. We were gonna meet at crossroads mall. He pulled his lexus suv next to my car. I waved but wasn't happy. Then I saw a huge car pill up on a freeway. It was very clear that people had died in it. Two cars were on their sides with no people in them.

Was driving up near my grandparents house. Allen was in the car. I ended up speeding past a cop and got really scared they would pull me over. for some reason I knew that if I got pulled over they would take me to jail. I races behind some buildings and sought refuge in what appeared to be a small strip mall complex. I waited for a while and allen was suddenly gone. I walked inside one pf the strip malls buildings. There were bushes covering the outside. When I walked in I quickly realized that it was a whore house. There were many rooms with beds and bathrooms. I was a little disgusted by it. Each room was assigned a guard to sit in the room and make sure the johns were fallowing the rules. Ew. I was informed that I was to become the madam of the whore house or they would tell the room cops that I was here. I hesitated but then decided it would be better to just be the madam then go to jail since madams didn't have to have sex with the johns. I had my first customer come in. He was the werewolf guy from true blood. I was shocked that an attractive guy would need to buy whores. I assigned the first room to him. I was being snoopy and decided to stand kind of close to the door to listen in on the conversation the guy and the whore were having. I could hear him explain that he got into an accident and they had to rebuild his "thing" so that's why it was all misshaped. I began to laugh quietly to myself at this. I now understood that there were two types of men who used whores; creepos that can't get any and normal guys who were hiding horrible disfigurements. I now found it fun to be a madam. I decided to stay and clean up the space a little bit. The walls were wooden to I tried to find paintings to hide to walls since I hate wooden walls.