non-lucid

MrIrony's dream

I can't remember all of the beginning, but here's a summary of what happened:
I'm a king. My wife gave birth to my daughter some time ago. I'm really happy because of it. Something about evil witch taking place of my wife. I found out about it and banish her. Then I leave my daughter to a maid in my castle and then me and some knights leave the castle (Which, from the outside, looks identical to my house.) to find my wife. At this point I'm not the king anymore, I'm a peasant or something who is supposed to help the king and his knights on the journey. They are already on horseback, waiting next to the "castle". There are some swords near them, so I grab one. I can barely swing it with one hand because it's so heavy. (Or I'm just weak. Could be that too. Most likely that.) Then I become lucid, take the sword with me and start walking away from the yard. The king asks me where do I think I'm going. I tell him I'm going to scout the area around us for clues. He thinks it's a good idea and lets me go.

Suddenly I'm in some place that seems a lot like a mall. My sword has turned into an battleaxe. I walk through one door and see that I'm in one bulding near one of my classmate's house. I remember that I'm supposed to go to chichen itza and try to imagine it being outside. But everything is just like in real life. I go back to the house. Now there's a lot of my classmates running around. There are some tables placed around the room. I see the boy who lives close to this place and ask him why are my dreams always geographically correct. He starts explaining something about parasites. I listen even though I'm not believing a word he says. I just don't want him to get mad and attack me, which would cause everybody to attack me and thus end the dream. Once he stops talking I walk out of the room back to the mall and see an doorway that leads to darkness. I think that would be a good place to teleport to the pyramid as I can't see what's on the other side, so I walk there.

I walk in a dark corridor for a while before appearing into some place. The ground and trees are all minecraft-y. There's an large pit on the ground. Then some creature approaches me. The dream tells me that it's a bear and it's the newest upgrade to minecraft. It's not made of blocks, although it's doesnt look like a real bear either. I just jump and decapitate it with my axe. I think of jumping to the pit in an attempt to teleport, but decide to walk forward instead. There are pits everywhere. Soon I meet a witch. She's also not minecraft-y nor real, like the bear. She shoots some random magic spell at me, but I just run directly at it and decapitate her too. Then I encounter another bear, kill it, go forward. Then I finaly see something new in the distance. A vault door. But there's some vampire in front of it, made with the same style as the witch and the bear. I hit him into the stomach a few times, but he doesn't die. Then I succesfully remove some part of him, dunno what, and after that I, once again, cut his head off. I run towards the vault, but my dream ends.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
Another dream with Gale Boetticher in it... Must have been because I missed the new episode of Breaking Bad on Sunday...

In this dream, it was sometime between afternoon and evening - the sky was still light, but it was beginning to adopt a pale orange tint. I was in a relatively sparse forest with very tall and skinny trees. They looked like the kind of trees that had been burned and killed by a forest fire; the ends of their branches were flimsy and almost crispy-looking, and the bark of the trees themselves was fairly dark, but not quite bordering on black. The trees had a few leaves here and there but not many. There was probably one tree for every fifteen feet of groundspace.

I was a young gray owl, and I was one of five or six other owls (of different species) who were in school taking flying lessons from a grumpy old teacher owl. I can't remember details about any specific birds except the teacher; he had slightly scraggly brown feathers, and longer ear 'tufts' on his head. The group was flying in place, in a circle all facing each other, at the side of one tree in the forest, which must have been at an altitude of about 70 feet above the pine-and-wood covered dirt ground. Myself, I was in the hollow of a tree that was right near theirs; the hole was only five feet higher than the group. Because of this, I was looking down on them. When the dream started, my dream-self knew that I was ditching class because the teacher wasn't friendly; he wasn't letting the owls eat until class was over, which I didn't like. So, I wanted to stir things up.

I saw the group, positioned about ten feet away from me. I looked at them and suddenly saw a perfectly round owl pellet whizz towards the hole and past my head; they were using it to practice catching things with their feet while flying at the same time. The sudden appearance of the pellet didn't surprise me, although I definitely would've jumped in real life. Without taking my gaze away from the class, I grabbed the ball with my foot (although I cant remember if it was an owl's foot) and as soon as I did this, the teacher somehow realized where I was.

"Puffin, get down here now!" he roared in a grumpy but non-intimidating fashion, but I just laughed to myself and put the pellet down. I then kicked my foot hard into the inside of the hole, which sent three moths, each having a different color - pale orange, mint green, and light blue - flying towards the class. The moths' wings looked normal at first glance, but then upon closer inspection, the wings were upside-down! As usual, I didn't notice this anomaly. I was just thinking about how sending food out to the class, moths, would surely piss the teacher off!

I looked away from the class as soon as the moths got further away from the tree; I didn't see or hear a reaction at all. A few moments later, I decided to land on the ground.

I walked up to the edge of the hole and let gravity pull me over the edge; I dropped out of the hole, flapping my grey wings (which were still rather small because I wasn't very old) a few times to slow the fall a bit, and started to coast forward. I landed at least forty feet away from my tree, as a result of the coasting. I had completely forgotten about the class of owls now; it's as if they weren't even there. Sometime during the flight, the forest had seamlessly changed from a sparse one to a slightly denser and lively forest, with pine and sycamore trees that actually looked normal, leaves and all. I'm not sure if I was seeing from an owl's small perspective while in the tree, but I was definitely seeing through it now; the trees were very big compared to me. Anyways, the pieces of wood chips, pine needles and dirt on the ground looked large, which was pretty realistic for my size. I walked a few small steps forward and my feet sunk down into the materials a bit, because the sheet of them covering the forest floor was not one solid thing, but many pieces.

As soon as I stopped walking, I heard a woman's voice say, "what are you doing? Theres dangerous owls here, like this one!" As the last sentence started, an owl's face suddenly flashed in front of my vision, filling it up for a few instances. It was in the animation style of the owls from the film Legend of the Guardians, but with slightly less less feather detail. The owl was dark grey, with feathers that became lighter around its eyes and beak, and it had intimidating-looking red eyes that gradated to black in the center of each one. When the vision faded, it was almost juxtapositioned by a friendly-looking grey owl, who was probably a bit less than twice my own height. He was standing bot ten feet away from me; the forest around us remained unchanged. I knew that this owl was my friend; I enjoyed doing things with him and trusted him completely. He looked like the owl from the vision with grey feathers that got lighter around his face, but his eyes were normal-looking. There was no connection between him and the other owl I'd just seen; no premonition or a dangerous air to him; it was just strange and random dream behavior.

He said something friendly to me, although I cannot remember what wit was. We exchanged words a few times in a conversation I don't recall at all, and then I looked to my immediate left.

I was right next to a rectangular house (probably 50x20 feet) that had white siding, slightly stained in places with tree sap and other yucky things. The whole thing was raised five or six feet by a wooden lattice foundation; this foundation had black mesh behind it so I couldn't see behind it and under the house. The house also had a deck-like ramp made of pine wood going up the front of it, starting on the ground at the left and ending at the right. On the right, where the ramp ended about five feet above the ground (where the bottom of the house met the foundation), was a single white door with a square screen in the upper half. There was a small white-paned window a few inches to the left of the door, and it was divided into four equal sections by a thinner white windowpane; finally, it was screened with black mesh, just like the door. I couldnt see through it. I was in front of the house from where I was standing, the other owl a few feet down and slightly past the house. We both turned towards the house and started to walk up the ramp. During this, my height seamlessly changed to my normal human height of approximately 5.4", and the owl I just spoke with just vanished when I looked away from him and at the house. For the rest of the dream, he was nowhere to be found.

As I got to the top of the ramp, which was actually much steeper than it appeared to be when I was just looking at the house, I saw Gale Boetticher from the (awesome) television series Breaking Bad standing right outside the door. He was wearing a casual, button-down yellow shirt that had pineapple-colored criss-crossing lines, making a regular pattern of small squares. He was also wearing olive khakis and brown sandals; the outfit as a whole looked very normal.

Gale then looked at me and said, "excuse the mess." His voice was very similar to the actual character. He then smiled a bit as if to welcome me to his house, and pushed lightly on the white door. It swung open slowly and without making a noise, even though he pushed very lightly on it. I knew I was going to be discussing business plans with him, although what type of business I don't know; the dream gave no hints. The dream ended once the door fully opened, and before I went in.

I was with a group of people. This chick was playing pinball and kicking ass. She got a little over 3,000,000 on her first ball, obviously winning several free games and stuff. When her first ball was finally over, I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me. I told her how hot she was, and she told me she wanted to eat some special treat with me, but it is as though we were deciding for everyone.

Just then someone came around the corner and asked the crowd what they wanted to do. They decided via the lady that walked in to get some other kind of treat. I was disappointed because when the lady came around I had to put my lady down, and our plans were disrupted.

Note: Then my wife woke me up because she found our change. I have Eisenhower dollars to give the kids when they lose a tooth and my boy just lost one. I figured I would journal this dream as long as the tooth ferry had to visit.

P.S. My daughter had her first lucid dream last night. She decided to fly, and she made it above the clouds. It was interesting to see her expression after her first lucid. She's almost 8.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
I'm currently away from home, which has benefitted my recall for some reason. I will be away for the next two weeks, so here's hoping I can finally get that elusive high-level LD and complete the next installment of the MDP. The other two were very shallow and uneventful. I'm posting these entries from my iPod for the duration of the trip, meaning possible typos and other formatting errors. I'm checking them over but something is bound to mess up and go unnoticed, so please excuse any errors.

Part 1 - Gale

I was in a basement of an unidentifiable house. This basement was square in shape with white walls and plush tan carpet. It was soft to walk on, which I couldn't feel with my feet, but I did see how the carpet sunk slightly with every step I took. The room wasn't well lit at all; it was dark except for one circular light right in the ceiling, which gave off a yellow glow that didn't quite fill the entire room. It was more of a spotlight. The light was shining down onto a polished wooden coffee table directly underneath it. I was still near the walls of the room, so I turned and started to walk towards the table. As soon as I took another step, the dream seamlessly skipped and I was now right by the table, on my knees, crouching down slightly to look at something that was underneath it.

I saw Gale Boetticher, a character from the television series Breaking Bad, under the table.

Gale was lying under the table on his back, his legs sticking out from one end. His eyes were open but not wide, and his mouth was slightly parted. The back of his head looked bloody, although it was in shadow (the rest of him should've been too, because the table was blocking the light from reaching him, but for some reason his body was well lit. I noticed that some of the skull on the back of his head was missing too. I knew that he was dead. I did not feel scared or ominous, but simply a vague sadness.

The dream skipped again. I was now standing up. Gale was now lying on the table, still on his back with his arms hanging over the sides, and underneath in the carpet was a large, irregularly-shaped patch of blood that looked older. It was fully absorbed into the carpet. I wasn't sure why I was there with the body, whether because I killed him or because my mother did - you can understand why I considered these possibilities as you read the rest of this dream.

Part 2 - Escape

I was in a room downstairs in my house. The room was about 15x15 feet, and pretty much empty. There was only a queen-sized bed with a wool blanket of lighter cream color on top; it was small compared to the mattress so it didn't hang over the sides that much. The headboard was an antique-style rectangle of polished wood. The room didn't have a closet, even though it had a large one in real life. In the right corner of one wall was a very basic wooden door with no patterns or anything, and it was wide open.

I knew my mom was in the house, and that she would be coming after me, furious and pissed off. She was trying to kill me. I was positioned a few feet from a small rectangular window on the wall, which was a good seven feet up and only two feet wide, much less tall. That was my only chance of escaping. I looked back at the doorway; she wasn't here yet. I had to get out now though. I knew that she wasn't armed, but she was capable of severely hurting me or killing me. I then looked up at the window, a good two feet above me, and jumped at it, pulling myself up easily with my hands (it was indented a few inches in the wall). The window itself was a plain panel of thicker glass. I punched it and it shattered as if the glass was thin and delicate; the pieces were thin too. I scrambled out on my stomach and into the my backyard, which was where the window led to. That's all I remember about this segment.

Part 3 - Rooftops

This was a shorter part of the dream. I was still on the run from my mother, but now my sister was with me. It was still daytime, and we were in a suburban neighborhood. The houses were all similar in nature, with modern stucco exteriors. There were only slight variations in the shapes and sizes. I was walking, rather fast, down the sidewalk of a longer road with my sister, with the houses on both sides. The road was just asphalt, there were no lines or markings or cars.

I turned around and saw my mother coming out from around the side of a house. She was looking around a lot, and then her head suddenly turned towards me. Although she was wearing black sunglasses and was a good block and a half away, I could tell she was furious and that her look was sadistic. "Come on!" I whispered sharply to my sister, and I made a big jump up onto the top of a house. I didn't see my sister follow me and jump onto the house, but I "knew" she was right behind me. I also "knew" that my mom couldn't jump that high, but we still had to lose her. We ran down the (flat, although from the ground the roofs were all triangular) rooftops and jumped to the next one over and over. As we did, the viewpoint changed from first to third person. During third person view, the roofs we were traveling on became triangular again. We had lost my mom by the end of the segment.

Part 4 - Policeman

It was in the evening, dark outside, and I was in a large community building, almost like the dining hall of a homeless shelter. I'm not sure what I was doing here because the dream didn't give any hints. I didn't see anyone that I knew (including my sister). I saw many people all gathered in different spots in the room, talking to each other; the whole room was like a convention. I don't remember many details of this place, except there were two full-story windows with many different pieces in them. Past the windows, it was very dark outside, and you couldn't see anything out there. But that wasn't the important part. I was near the entranceway, which was wide enough for three people to walk through shoulder-to-shoulder, positioned near the corner of where two walls joined; past this entrance was a hallway going perpendicular to it.

I was about to walk through into the hallway. I was mere feet away from the door when a police officer suddenly walked up to me. He was a heavier-built man in a black police uniform, with very dark grey patches here and there. He was probably six feet, whereas I'm only five feet, four inches. He looked at me and said, "excuse me, can you come here please?" and gestured toward me with his pointer finger. Then he looked away slightly, down at the ground as if I were a kid and he was about to ask, 'what was that?'. I quickly walked past him and had to push his hand off my arm; he was barely gripping me yet I felt that could've been enough to get ahold of me. I got away though.

Sometime after this, I hijacked a car and drove away with it, but I don't remember what kind/colour it was. I only know that I was going fast down a street, and that there was a man clutching the outside of the car, trying to hold on, and his face was sticking into the car through the open window. He was saying, "give me my car back!". I rolled the window up on him by pushing the horn section of the steering wheel.

Part 5 - The River

This segment began with me running up to a fence, grabbing the diamond-shaped links, and pulling myself over it easily. In this part of the dream, I was using superpowers, mainly super strength. As soon as I got over the fence and landed, I landed on a grassy riverbank; it was only ten feet until the river. This river, on both sides, was lined by trees but the part of the riverbank I was on had no trees; it was a small clearing.

Needless to say, I made two floating superjumps, and on the second one, I got within a foot of the river. I jumped into it and the river dropped off sharply; I was now in deep water. From the outside, it definitely looked like it should've dropped off slowly because I could see the sloping rocks and pebbles under the water, but that was not the case. I turned left and started swimming down the river at a slightly faster than normal speed. Somehow I managed to keep my head above the water, even though I wasn't using my arms at all. I knew I'd have to go under, though, because I was afraid the man whose car I'd stolen, and my mother, would see me. I also knew that to go underwater, I had to be able to breathe underwater. I vaguely remember asking a fisherman for a spell that could do this, which he told me, and I remember actively trying to memorize it. When I spoke the spell, I had a Harry Potter-related vision. Harry was in his red "triwizard tournament" swimming outfit (from The Goblet of Fire). At that moment, I went underwater and attempted to breathe, with a slight fear that I wouldn't be able to, and that I would drown. But I was able to breathe. It was like taking in heavier air; it required more lung power. I arced deeper underwater where it became almost pitch black, and I saw two strange squids coming towards me. They were burgundy and had yellow eyes. When I saw them, the lighting quickly became a bit brighter and bluer, but I still couldn't see them perfectly. I grabbed the first one, which must have been the size of a seadoo, and pulled its tentacles off. There was no blood or anything; the tentacles came off in one big bunch as if it were a living toy made of two pieces. The connecting outline was wavy. I squished the other squid against the underwater "wall" of the river. Again, there was no blood.

Beach
I was at a Beach and there were tons of people that I knew. One of my friends asked how I got here, and I responded that my Dad had driven me. We talked for a while, then I moved on. One of my friends had a Bong. We smoked and then I rode my bike back to the hotel my family was staying at, which looked just like my house. On the way home some kids started yelling at me. They had found some kind of Transformers Strap. They came on my porch and talked about Transformers. One kid was yelling, and a bunch of animated characters started showing up briefly. Apparently they were characters from Transformers. They left, and I headed back to the beach. As I started riding my bike, it started to rain, so I was like "Mann.."
School Safari
I was at school, which was in the African Savannah. To get to my class, I had to go to the second floor, which was the back of a giant giraffe that had camel humps. The rest of the class was already lined up on top. The teacher and a few other students were down on the ground. She lectured and yelled at some kids. Unidentifiable animals kept running through and interrupting the teachers instruction.

This dream was like an episode of Regular Show.Something bad happened at the park. Me and Rigby went to the city to clear up what went wrong. I can't remember what happened but when we went to the city it looked like the building from the other dream.

This is the first time I've had dreams interlock after a day.

My first readings about LDs was in November 2010; and then on December of the same year I had the Lucid dream that changed my life!
It all begins when I'm walking on a very quiet street, it looks like a street from a small village, I see wooden doors, not side walks, the floor is uneven, and everything is very bright, just like day light...I'm very curious and I look around questioning where am I...?
then has I look on the sky I...(I just got the goosebumps)... so as I looked on the sky I see a very clear night sky, full of stars, and the more I stare the sky starts to turn into hues of peach and red colors and now is an immense dome; I can't believe!...It is a dream! I start to look down and I see some doors in a very uneven ground. I proceed to do the RCs AM I DREAMING?... yes I'm dreaming!!! I look at my hand, at first I see 6 fingers or more then on the other hand the fingers are shorter and distorted, also the hands are inverted.
Now I'm even more conscious of being inside the dream. I look to my left, from top to bottom, I see a temple like set up with spot lights. I see a dark brown statue of Buddha, and next to it a saint sitting on a gold throne with some scriptures, and carrying baby Jesus on his lap..I'm in awe!
then I think what I'm I going to do next...? I notice that I have two little stones in my hand and I put them on the ground; then to my surprise I see a rectangle shape like fountain, looks like black marble and is about 7" X 18". I know it's clean I really what to try this out, I put my hands very slow and I can feel the water wetting my hands, I notice is not deep enough to submerge my hands totally, I keep wetting my hands like 2 or 3 times; then I wet my face and pass my hands through my hair. It is amazingly real!
I look back into the temple and it haven't change much, the I look at the bottom of the dome and I notice there are like three doors, but at that moment I don't feel curious enough to open them. then I look up the enormous dome with colors and stars...the dream start to vanish, immediately I start to rub my hands to stabilized the dream but doesn't work; I also notice that I have some kind of music on my radio getting louder and louder...I wake up .. but I'm so !!!

i walked through the front door and into the living room and mom was there and she said your sisters dogs are here, be nice.... ummm..ok.....i went into the back bedroom and there was Chazz, my sis's cocker spaniel, only he was the size of a german shephard, and a small black fluffy dog, and try as i might, i couldnt get them out of the bedroom. woke up


2 of my late dogs......and teenage mutant ninja turtles?!?!?

i walked through the living room and decided to take my dog out int he backyard, i called her and she started following me downthe hall to the back door. i looked out the window inthe back door and saw my late black lab sitting onthe porch, i got excited about seeing her and opened the door, she got up and went down the back stairs, i followed her into the yard and then saw my other late dog, my cocker spaniel...i got really excited and gave her a good petting, she shook and started running around the yard... i noticed a white germanm shephard following my still living dog, golden retriever, around the yard...i started walking towards him and noticed all my pine trees were gone, replaced by junk cars scattered all over the yard......then i noticed a table inthe center of the yard, it was covered with the cardboard backing of teenage mutant ninja turtles figures from when they first came out......i started rummaging through the huge piles of cardboard, then i noticed the german shephard was trying to mount my dog.....shes fixed so no worries, only worried he might hurt hurt, or attack..so i ran over, put my keys on the hood of a white car and shooed him away.....i got my 3 dogs to go to the porch then i was going to open one of the gates at let the shephard out....only i couldnt find my keys..i started hunting all over for them and the while i was talking to the german shephard, saying things like, i jusdt had em..where could i possibly have left them......and as soon as i find my freakin keys i'll open the gate for ya and you can head on home...i'm pretty sure theres no hoep for her ever loving you....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! eh?!?!?!?!?!?! ok..whatever.....and i looked over at the shephard and he said to me, in plain english..."seems like a sticky nick situation!" then I awoke...

I come in to a weird circular building with Charlie, my twin brother, and another man I don't recognize. The man takes me to a series of coffins along the wall, like they were taken out of the wall. We open the first one to find tons of birds just fluttering around, like they've been dying to get out. I'm a little startled by this, and look around to find at the end of the coffin/box two birds fighting over a turtle. Charlie decides to deal with it by taking them up by hands and biting the head off of the turtle! I'm completely disgusted by it, horrified, I can't believe my eyes. We go onto the next few coffin boxes and the two birds fighting are at the end of every box. Charlie continues to bight the head off the turtle that's always there. I think it very weird that the same thing is happening at the end of every single coffin box. Other fragments from the dream include glowy sticks, and that's just about it.

I'm leaving an amusement park of some sort with my twin brother Charlie and my good friend Austin. It all seems normal, nothing to note, normal skies roads, etc. I turn over and look at a random house, like the other ones on the street. I see next to this average white house a simply made tree house, just a platform between 2 trees, like one I've seen in my neighborhood. I go to check it out and as I get close I see there's two young girls, about 14-15(my age) just sitting up there. I go closer and they pay no attention to me. My dream now focuses on myself and my friends disappear until later. I start to climb up the ladder leading up to the tree house when one of the girls looks out and down onto me. I come face with her and witness how amazing beautiful she was. So beautiful, that in my dream my first instinct is to just kiss her. So that's what I do. It's sweet, and she smiles and laughs. I climb up the rest of the way and stand up on top of the platform. The girls are both beautiful! The one is wearing a white laced tank top, and I can't remember the others. I think they were both wearing jeans. I'm dreaming, so my hormones get the better of me, and I pull down the one girls shirt, to check her out. Then (squeamish and easily offended look away, don't judge me it's not the worst that's happened in dreams!) I pull down the girls jeans and see what's under, feeling no shame. Pleased, I follow the girls(or at least I thought I did but things got fuzzy) to their house. Next thing I know I'm sitting in a skinny white room, on a couch. There's a couch, across from a blank wall decorated with some paintings and things. About 15 feet away is a blonde girl on a computer, similar to the girls from the tree house, and enough so that I don't notice the difference. I try to make small talk with the girl, and maybe seduce her into another kiss but she completely ignores me, or gives me another petty answer that leads nowhere. I feel kinda put down, and eventually give up to explore the house. So far, there's nothing that could give me the idea that this is a dream, but as soon as I walk into the kitchen of the house, there's a giant airport-arrival-sign type sign in the middle of the place! Just hanging on the wall. I don't notice yet though. I meet the girl's parents and talk to them a bit, they're good people, but I can't remember anything about them. Suddenly the girl comes in, and tells me her brothers are about to come inside and that I should probably just play it cool with them. They come in, two guys, a little older than me, maybe 16? I give them both a relaxed "what's up?" They're cool, respond normally, but next thing I know they're pouring yellow paint onto me. I dodge it pretty easily and don't think anything of it. Now they are pulling down the giant sign in this open kitchen, which is the first time I really notice the sign, and when they finally pull down the sign I just go outside. The girl is waiting out there, so I ask her if we have ever hooked up? She says "Yeah remember that time at camp?" I realize that this is not one of the beautiful girls from the tree house! Now Charlie and Austin are here sitting with us on the grass and the girl goes and sits on my lap(making some uneeded but not unwanted rubbing) and we all start talking. Austin is the one to realize that the girl and Charlie were actually the ones to hook up at camp, and I realize that it's true. I don't care too much until Charlie starts trying to get the girl onto his lap, and we all have an unspoken argument as to where we will sit. In the end I move onto my next dream, at no significant point, I just move on, the cycle was done.

With yesterdays successful DILD, I decided to attempt to WILD today.
I set myself an alarm to go off after 5 hours of sleep, but I fell back asleep immediately after turning off the alarm. ~_~

I'm at some sort of party, but it all seems a bit weird.
There's mostly older people, and everyone is dressed very nicely.
I notice that I myself am wearing a suit.
The place has an absolutely huge dance floor, and everyone seems to be dancing.
I feel completely out of place and sort of at a loss what to do.
I'm not just going to ask a random 40 year old women to dance now am I? Plus I can't really dance...
I walk towards what seems to be a bar, contemplating to awkwardly have a drink while everyone else is dancing.

But on my way to the bar I notice that the lighting in this place is rather odd.
Everything seems so... gray?
It's not like everything is lacking color, but everything seems so desaturated and sort of sad.

But then I see her, the women in red.
She's wearing a really nice red dress and seems to completely violate the current lighting setup in this room.
Even though everything else is desaturated and lacks contrast, her dress is extremely bright, to the point where it nearly blinds me.
My curiosity draws me towards her, and as I get closer, I realize who it is... Yuya!

As I become lucid, all the colors become brighter, and the whole scene becomes somewhat normally lighted, except for Yuya, who still stands out quite a bit.
She's the only one by herself, and is just standing there in the center of the dancefloor.
Trying not to get too excited, I approach her. She doesn't see me coming because she's staring in the opposite direction, but she probably knows that I'm approaching her anyways.
As I get closer I'm a bit surprised to see that her hair is all wet.
I whisper in her ear:

"Wanna dance?"
"Of course!"

We start to dance to some music I don't really know. I'm a bit worried that I might suck at dancing, but everything works out surprisingly well.
Her wet hair smells of Teraluna.
The dancing is rather energetic, we turn around quickly and the background turns into motion blur, so I can only see Yuya clearly.
This makes it rather difficult not to stare at her, especially because she has those extremely beautiful and bright eyes with infinite details.
The glowingly bright dress isn't really helping either.
But after some time I manage to relax and enjoy the dance.
Everyone else appears to go away, leaving the dance floor to Yuya and myself.

It's a bit weird seeing her in a red dress. She's always wearing white, blue or green, basically cold colors, which are dominant in my dreams.
My last dream already featured a surprising amount of warm colors, how weird. Has something changed?
We dance for some more without talking. We share some thoughts which I unfortunately cannot remember.

The dream starts to fade away and I know there is no way to stabilize it. Somehow I'm aware that it's late and I'm waking up.
I give Yuya a big hug and the dream ends.

1. I'm participating in a very strange school production of Les Misérables, wherein we only do the scenes with the student-revolutionaries. The entire school building serves as the stage, and there is no concept of onstage/offstage, nor of in-character/out-of-character, so there were even battles in the girls' bathroom.

I was assigned the role of Grantaire, and my acting directions were essentially "if you're not doing anything specified by the script, take the opportunity to follow Enjolras like a lost puppy." There were also rules laid out for the battles - the gymnasium bleachers are the barricades, the rifles use six-sided dice as ammo, and if you're hit in a certain place, act dead.

Assorted bits included epic brohugs, an earthquake, the bathrooms turning into a maze, and a reenactment of the "Orestes Fasting and Pylades Drunk" chapter of the novel, which wasn't in the musical, but since it had so much Enjy/R subtext, we included it for kicks and giggles.

2. I'm trying to keep a former classmate from getting into my house. Dish soap was involved.

3. Trying to find a copy of "Airheads".

4. I'm escaping from someone by running through forests, using a balsa-wood plane as a hang-glider, and hiding in a miniature house in an abandoned camp.

It is 3:33am and just woke from first nightmare in decades.

Was walking home through back streets of (unknown) city.

As I was climbing outside stairs to my apartment I noticed groups of 2 and 3 standing around on street, glancing at me.

As I came inside I was feeling a little scarred and said to my family of many wearing blue tops, "please! Don't go out side tonight. There are teams of people in red spoiling for a fight. Please just stay inside till it passes.

But, somehow, it didn't sunrise me that all of my very big family left the large highrise apartment building to fight the red's on the street.

Then a.third gang, all Negro's, male and female came into my families highrise, (after all my family had gone). They didn't want much. They all just wanted me to join there black-gang, and fight on there side as one of them.

I felt my only choice was to say "No" and stick to my guns. If I wavered I'd be stuck among a group of people that I didn't want to be with forever. Like, if I.pretended to join them, just to stop them hurting me then I'd be permenately stuck in a war with this darkskined gang and would have betrayed my own family.

I had a gun in my hand. It was from Sean Lee's blog, "timeisnotlinea.com".

I visited there for the first time last night.

I used the butt, cos I didn't want to shoot or kill anyone. I kept sacking the skinny brown shoulders of this Negro. He was being hurt, and I felt.sorry for him, but he was not going to quit.

I realised that, sad as THEY were about it, they were determined that I join them or Die. Them was the only options.

They pushed me higher and higher up the scaffolding of this building, till I was very alone and scared.

I looked down. It was a long way down. They intended to murder me.

I knew I had to die to stay free.

God, was my freedom worth dying for (!!!!!?!!!!!)

No! They were not going to force me to join them and fight with them, as one of them.

They were sad for me but them's the rules and I was bundled into an open cart and the cart was sent hurtling down a long steep rocky mountain to a.dump.

Then I was watching me on the cart, hurtling to my doom.

Then woke-up.3:33am.

This was my first attempt at dreaming off being with you guys at the pyramid

It is now 4:39am Saturday 13/ Aug/11 here in Adelaide, South Australia.

For some reason the coliseum in Rome was on an island owned by some kind of criminal. The criminal had prisoners, and I allowed myself to be captured to help them escape. I used my charm and wit to get the criminal leader to let me go, then I set free all off the prisoners.

- It starts with me being in some kind of legal trouble, and then it's a flashback to what happened as I'm telling it to someone else, so I see everything but I'm narrating on top.

I wanted to build extra rooms in the attic of my house so I could have my room up there and stuff, but my mom would only let me have half of the space, so somehow, I made up a brother...who was a small beluga whale.

I built a few sections in the house that were weird and uneven. I saw myself drawing a diagram in pencil that looked kind of like this.

There was a VHS tape that was evidence somehow that my 'brother' was 'fake', and I couldn't just move it or get rid of it for some reason, so I also built a chair that sat right on top of it and hid it.

One day I was eating dinner with my mom and she told me that he had died. I already knew this, and wasn't really sad since he never even existed [??? I have no idea if he actually didn't exist at all or was just a whale or what...makes no sense], so I had to try REALLY hard not to smile or laugh, and managed to. I looked really shocked and put down my forkful of pasta for a moment, then kept eating shortly after lol. I saw a scene of him being checked at a hospital for "colon blockages". There was a progress bar stating this, but it was hovering around 8-9%, then said it failed and he died.

My mom was talking about how he was such a good student at university and always got As and Bs. I was looking at a collection of his possessions gathered on a table that were going to be used by the police to do an investigation of his death. [even though he died of colon blockages?] It was mostly some photos and random stuff, but one of the things was a pendant I have. I thought that it was 'the most spiritual item he owned'. I also thought they might be able to connect it to me, and contemplated taking it, but didn't.

The next thing I knew, my mom had found out and was angry that I'd made him up, and apparently this was illegal or something because I got in trouble with the police. She was also telling me these stories like how once she called him from the other room, and it upset her when he didn't answer or call back.. which was because he didn't exist.. and was a whale.


- Another short dream where I was patting my cat, and then she froze up and got all weird and started licking the blanket she was laying on. I thought this was funny and brought her face up to my face. She was just licking automatically and would lick the air and started licking my face when I put her there. (That was the worst explanation ever lol) Then she stopped licking and started breathing really weirdly. I realized there was something wrong and got really worried.

It switched to me at a movie theatre with my cousins. The movie screen was maybe half the size of a normal one and we were controlling it. We were trying to figure out how we could get it to show my cat at the vet. I was on MSN on my phone except it looked like MSN on the computer, showing custom fonts and everything. N was like "dude why aren't you talking" and I said "sorry, I'm at a movie theatre, and my cat is really sick =(".