non-lucid

13.01.11
1: A very Zelda:Ocarina of Time setting.In a forest with giant trees.I'm trying to change the behavior of the local villagers, because they are bad and greedy.They don't follow words, so I use Deku sticks and Deku nuts, they're not fatal but are enough to discipline them.I feel righteous and proud in doing so (I'm not much of a violent person).
2: Again, a Zelda-ish setting, very faint recall, mostly peaceful.

...but I haven't even played the game!

12.01.11
I'm sitting on stone stairs with two of my friends, nothing else exists but these stairs, there are no surroundings, only the sky.One of my friends talks about what he does to get nice, vivid dreams (Can't remember what he said).I look at the sky throughout the whole dream.It's mostly sunny, clouds are racing around the Sun (literally running circles around it, really fast).We talk about how Mars is easily covered by clouds since it's small in diameter (even though it's clearly the sun).My other friend talks about the lack of musical talent of a third person.I was filled with nostalgia and in deep thought.This was a scene from a town I go to 2 a year, it felt like a moment and an eternity at the same time, weird.

11.01.11
Very formal evening gathering.Bulgaria has no server for...something, can't remember.I'm a representative for a company and want to take that up.I have a talk with the host about it, a friend of mine with me.||The colors reminded me of "the Fade" => not everything was what it seemed to be.I was under orders from Cerberus(an organization from a game) to infiltrate this gathering and get information, possibly more people involved than just me and my friend.

Last night was really disappointing for recall. I only have 3 tiny fragments. I contemplated not even putting them in here, but as per Stephen LaBerge, apparently I must record everything.

Fragment 1

I had this vision (eyes open) of my son falling out of his highchair, so I grabbed for him in a panic. It turned out it was just my man's knees (bent so his feet were placed flat on the mattress) moving under the covers. He looked at me like I was nuts as I explained I thought his legs were our son falling from a highchair. But that's not unusual for him to look at me that way - he knows I do crazy things in my sleep

Fragment 2

My Step Dad was farming something in a field. I don't remember what it was, but it was something very unusual - something inanimate/not alive. I was questioning him as to what the heck he was doing.

Fragment 3

No real details about this one, except knowing that my Brother in Law was in it, and I had a definite feeling of awkwardness/discomfort. No idea what was going on there.

I'm playing a game, sort of. There's no monitor or controller - I'm doing everything myself as if it were actually taking place, yet I know it's a game because there's a start menu and a heads-up display and little button icons appear for quick-time events.

The game was supposed to be Assassin's Creed, with me taking on the role of Altair, but most of the gameplay elements were borrowed from the Thief games, right down to the visibility indicator gem. (Of course, it doesn't help that in real life, I've never played AC, and I've only played the first level of Thief: Deadly Shadows.)

Most of the game is taking place in a large mansion, except its basement is the woodshop/storage room from my old house, and its bathrooms have broken-down stalls like a public restroom. Most of my work involves sitting on top of a bookshelf or other high space, waiting for a guard to walk by, and then pressing Square to knock them out from above. Some of my missions involved, in no particular order:

1. Locking a guy in his truck while it overheats
2. Stealing dresses from the girls in the mansion
3. Breaking a statue in a pool
4. Killing some of the elite guards by rolling a giant meatball down a staircase

And then there were the pun-book missions. These involved using wordplay to change the meaning of something the other characters said in order to turn it to my advantage, with the results being written in two heavy volumes. (Sadly, I don't remember much from those, since words in dreams tend to be one of the first things to escape me when I wake up.)

Normal text Dream Lucid

This is the entire dream as I remember it. It consisted of lots of different scenes, most of which seem unrelated.

The dream begins. I am one of a group of about seven people, all of us scientists. We are in some kind of laboratory workplace where we work. But something is wrong - we've discovered that one of our co-workers has been affected in some way by one of our experiments, and he is now a murderous psychopath. He walks in and starts talking to one of the female members of our team, trying to persaude her to stay behind after work; we know the real reason why he asking and manage to escape. We manage to lock ourselves in a bathroom. The murderous one is outside the door, some 20 feet away. One of the team doesn't make it in time and is stabbed. We watch through a crack in the door, but there's nothing we can do.

The dream cuts to a new scene. Us survivors have managed to escape the building unharmed and we are walking down the street, feeling pretty pleased with ourselves. It's night and the street is dimly lit - tall brick buildings line either side of the street. We get to a crossroads where we are surprised by a crowd of about 20 people coming the other way. But they're not just passing by, they came to stop us. As we stop, more crowds of people come from the left and right, and from behind us. It's an ambush. There is a brief conversation with one of the leaders of the ambush. I don't remember it word for word, but he makes it clear that they're here to stop us. "We can't let you do that", he says. Suddenly the crowd swarms inwards; some of my coworkers are being wrestled to the ground by three or more men. I sprint through the crowds into a corner and use my speed to hoist myself up onto the top of a wall. It is about a foot thick with a drop on either side and I follow it carefully round the side of a building. I look down and the wall is easily high enough to kill me if I fell. The wall forms a kind of rectangle against a building, with a drop on either side. Men from the ambush are starting to follow me round the wall - some of them slip off toward the building - the rectangle forms a small garden for a block of flats. The drop on that side is not as high as the other but still a good 20 feet. The two that slip off are killed by the fall. I decide I need to get out of here and so climb down carefully, into the little walled garden. More men are climbing down after me.

I look for an exit but see only a little tunnel facing into the building in the corner of the garden. I run over to it, but it is almost completely bricked up. It is circular, about 2 feet in diameter. I pull at the bricks and they start to come out, but it is too slow. Instead I start pushing inwards, and push the whole layer of bricks into the tunnel using my head. It seems one of my coworkers made it the same way as me, and we both turn a corner in the little tunnel and escape out the other side.

This is the next major scene change. The inside of the tunnel is like white plastic, very clean. I exit and am faced with a mobile operating system - I am literally looking at Google. I tell myself there's something not quite right about that, at which point it turns into a room, or rather three rooms. They are arranged in a line, and all the walls and ceiling are made of this white plastic-like material. There is a room on the left and a room on the right. I have a look at the left one first. It is spherical, and there is clutter everywhere - it looks lived in. Maybe a children's bedroom? There is a cupboard on the right. I walk back and into the room on the right of where I came in. This is a large room, normally shaped. There is a large TV on a table in one corner and near to it is a big old TV with a GameCube hooked up to it. As I turn around to leave, I see more, similar stuff on the floor.

The owner of the room has arrived back. I sprint back to the first room, and climb into the cupboard, pulling a blanket over me. The friend who followed me in re-appears and climbs in to hide as well. The owner opens the cupboard and sees my friend; he doesn't really react though, just closes the door again.

Suddenly I can tell that an exit has been opened - possibly due to a loudspeaker announcement? Previously there was no way to get out of the three-room suite; I've forgotten about the tunnel I used to enter, so it disappears. Anyway, me and my friend climb out and go to the other room - a pair of black stairs as appeared going upwards. We climb them and come out in a large office building. Suddenly the other co-workers are there too - I just assume we all made it. We have no idea how to get out of this office building, so we wander around that level for a while. The building has very high ceilings, a green carpet and featureless walls. We walk down a long corridor and find another set of stairs going up - we climb them. At the top is a corridor exactly the same as the one below. There is, however, an office leading off the main corridor. I am about to lead us into it when I hear voices - I stop and listen. I hear two men talking, one fo them says "Haha, they think they're free."

They are talking about us, I am sure of it. And what's more, they know exactly where we are. I creep back down the stairs and am wondering what to do, when I have an idea. I follow a green sign for a fire exit; it points at a large wooden door. I pull it open and inside is a toilet, not obvious exit whatsoever. Nontheless, I pull two of my friends (that's all that would fit) in with me and close the door. I then hit the big circular green button with the fire escape logo on, hoping it would give us an exit and not set off a fire alarm.

Immediately after pressing the button, the floor dropped down from the walls like a hatch. We plummet down into darkness. I honestly can't tell if we're moving or not, and it's taking a long time to do anything. Just as me and my friends start wondering if we're gonna be stuck here, we feel the floor beneath our feet - we're in some kind of foyer. There is a receptionist behind a desk, and one of my schoolfriends playing on a GameBoy. The rest of the group arrives next to us and we walk out the front door, onto a busy daytime street in London. We've escaped! Our group has grown to about 20 people, and I remember one of my teachers from school congratulating me.


Now we have the major plot shift of the dream. It is still one dream and flows smoothly from that last scene to the next, but almost all of the plot is forgotten.

I am now with two friends from real life, not imaginary characters. We are on some kind of island, and they are looking for a swimming pool/leisure center. This entire phase of the dream is weird: it is both real (we actually act it out) and it is in a computer game, and we control it with the arrow keys. There are elements of both.

Despite the swimming pool being apparently quite close, we get in a gyrocopter (yes, a gyrocopter) and start scanning the coast of the island. my friend is both flying the copter round a real island and controlling it with arrow keys round an island from a video game; the gyrocopter is red and yellow.

After painstakingly searching about half of the coast and crashing the gyrocopter, I tell my friend to give the controls to me. We get back in a new gyrocopter (respawning on the game) and I crash it almost immediately, as the up arrow makes the copter go down, and vice versa.

I get back in the copter for third time, and have slightly more success, but end up crashing it near a bank. The dream now switches 100% back to the 'real world' view. I figure we should ask the men in the bank for directions, but upon approaching, a security guard runs out and tells me not to come any closer. It's fair enough, I suppose, I did almost just crash a gyrocopter into the roof of his bank. I call him over and he comes to talk to me and my friends. I take pains to ascertain that he speaks Italian (I have no idea why, because I don't), and then ask him in slow English where the leisure center is. He gives us directions: "just over there, cross the road and then go back"

We follow his directions and reach a busy roundabout - suddenly we have 10 people in our party, spread out into groups of two or three. I am at the front, and I cross the road leading in to the roundabout first; I reach the grassy patch on the other side, then set off from the same way I have just walked, leaving the others to catch me up.

I reach a collection of brick buildings; it looks like I'm at the back of the leisure center, as it looks run down. After some searching, though, I find the entrance to the changing rooms; a dim room with wooden cubicles for changing. The cubicles have swinging doors like you see in the bars in western movies. I get changed, and then me and my dad (he's suddenly there too) walk through into the leisure center. The dream is beginning to fade. The center is a fairly large square room; my dad gets in a hot tub/jacuzzi that is playing music, this all seems normal. I remember commenting on how jacuzzis always play exactly the same song, and I remember walking toward a shower. Then the dream ends and I wake up.

And the funny thing was, when I first woke up I had no recall. Then I remembered one fact, and slowly this entire story unravelled itself for me

DREAMSIGNS:
Really? There are so many dreamsigns here that I'm not going to list them all - I honestly don't see anything that would definately not be a dreamsign! I'm not going to list everything, but ones that stand out are the constantly changing numbers of people in my groups and the gyrocopter.

Hacktrix

I think the dream started from about a kilometre high in the air. I am falling down. Soon I open a little parachute (way too small to help from that high). I float down. There are about a dozen of young men with their shirts couloured depending on their countries. They are standing in a circle. When I am on their level I turn my body into a vertical position and turn twice so that I kick them all (twice). They start to protest and leave (I might have been lucid and kicked them just to annoy them). Only the dutches in their brown shirts stay. I ask them if I could visit any of them. One of them agrees so we go to his home. It is an old cave-like stone building. Soon he leaves, but there are other people in the room. There is a flagstone in the floor. It has three differently coloured circles in it: red, yellow and green. It needs three people that represent those colours in order to activate. I can represent any of those colours so now we just need two people of two different colours. Soon I find fitting people. The other one of the two goes to his spot and I go to mine, but the third one goes briefly to her circle (red) and then steps off, saying it doesn't work. I tell her to stay there. Soon all the circles start glowing. The projector in the ceiling activates.
I leave the room. I enter a room that looks like a classroom. Soon my history teacher and a boy from a special class, who is going to try normal class for a while. "We'll make you normal", the teacher keeps telling to him. When they leave, two girls come in. They have a calendar and ask me about several parties they are going to arrange. I leave after them and arrive in a square. There is a small corner store with a red button on its wall. The button reveals a secret passage. I can't remember the rest of the dream very well. I spot my teacher and go to tell her something. After it she takes me to the secret passage.

- Real life and comments.
- Non-Lucid Dreams
- Lucid Dreams

Preparing for the nuclear apocalypse
With school tests... less recall, but well, i remember something ^^


I appear in my house, suddenly, opening a closet, and searching a lot of things for carry into the bunker. I don't know why, but I remember that I was searching pens ( I don't know why x'D), but very anxiously, the whole dream searching it...
While i was searching the pens, I thought that why i need pens. I remembered:
- Jogui, if you have to live years in a underground bunker, people will need hundreds of pens, for write.
I found a box full of pens, and the dream finish.


When I woke up, i remembered that in the dream, I was knowing that de bunker was like Metro 2033. But in the dream, it wasn't a though, it was like a feeling.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm taking a shower at my current house, getting my hair wet [I actually had short hair in a dream for once! I think that may be a first], when I notice that the shower curtain has these white mold florets (they look kind of like broccoli florets, except with an open space in the middle) growing out of it, in addition to the flat, green mold that was already there. I say, “Pretty!” when I see the white ones.

I woke up and remembered my dream. I thought briefly of going to check the actual shower curtain to see if it was moldy, but then said to myself, “That would require getting up, now wouldn't it?” I didn't want to get up yet.

I'm in my old neighborhood, the one where Houses #1 and #2 are located. I'm on a short, connecting street that slopes slightly downhill [it does that in real life as well as in the dream]. I'm hopping up and down on one foot. I observe that this action feels the same and produces the same results as it would in reality. [Though, in retrospect, I was hopping at least two feet off the ground and falling back down really slowly, or at least I perceived the falling as happening really slowly.] All at once, when I realize what I'm doing and how strange this situation is, I realize that I'm dreaming, and I say, “Oh, g**d*****.”

I decide to walk around and explore. All the streets are laid out just as they are in reality. I walk up the short, connecting street I was on, turn right, and follow the curve of one of the big, main streets until I get to the corner where another main street branches off from it. From there, I look off into the distance to the southeast, and see a panorama of lots and lots of houses reaching far into the distance on a gentle downhill slope. I also see random images on the horizon, such as a guy who might have been a hockey player. “Wow, you can see really far here!” I remark. The sky is blue-gray and filled with gray storm clouds.

I rub my hands together to keep this dream going. It feels normal to me [at the time; I realize now that it felt different from what it feels like in reality], but when I look at them, they look multiplied, like I'm looking at them from several angles at the same time. I say softly to myself, “Increase clarity,” but it doesn't seem to do anything.

A bunch of cars have stopped on the sides of the main street I'm on, to the north of me, and a bunch of people are getting out of them. I know not to trust them, so I turn and start walking away from them. Then the dream faded and I woke up.

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Side notes:
It's been an interesting week. A lot has been going on in real life (don't worry, it's good stuff), and I've learned that I have many other things to do with my time that are more important than keeping up this journal. I'll still post when I have something new to post, just not as frequently as I did in the fall.

21st of january - 2011

The dreams starts with me comming home from school. I walk down the stairs to the basement entrance. As i was finding my keys in my pocket i herd a cats ''miaauuww''. I turned around and this skinny old cat looked at me. I walked up to the cat to pet it and it spun. After a while it slowly walked into our garden.

The dream skips
I was outside getting some wood for our fireplace. I new the old cat were old and maybe sick so i would check its usual hiding place. i pushed some snow/ice away (it was winter btw) and pushed some branches aside. There was no sick cat. As i was putting the branches back etc. i herd a little high pitch sqeuak. it was a little kitten!
Somehow i knew that if i didnt take care of it - it would die since its mom was sick and proberly couldnt take prober care of its kitten. I took it in my hands - went inside the house and wrapped it in some cloth and putted it in a cardboard box.

The dream skips
I am hosting a class reunion party for my old school class. Everybody were there. I remember sitting next to a girl (that i got a crush on) and we were chatting about random stuff. At some point i mension i found this cat and if she should have any advice for me (since she got a cat herself). She really wanted to see the kitten so we went into the guestroom where i put the kitten earlier.

As i was showing her the kitten - the class idiot shows up. We are being as quiet as possible so he would not notice us and interrupt our conversation. The idiot did see us and moved along - past the door. Last thing i remember was we were looking each other in the eyes.

I had a dream in which for some reason my ex-youth pastor, Adam. Had a daughter. I was at my high school in the "market" area. Liz and a few others were behind those red roped connected by poles. I asked Adam how his daughter was and he told me she died of "butt-cancer" I told him how sorry I was..

Also, Will Paige gave me a hug and told me some stuff. I said that "Christian science class was easy, 'Because God made it that way' hahaha"

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I was in a line with Melissa squeezing her boob and I saw the people at the front of the line, (celeste and someone else) were trying to logon to frontierville. I said "If you can't logon to facebook you cant logon there,"

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was at "my office," sitting at a cubicle. The office was kind of empty of people. Down a short hallway was a reception area. One of my co-workers, D, was talking with a female co-worker, M, about some new procedure everybody had to go through at work to keep their jobs. You had to talk with some higher-up person about your qualifications, but you had to do so through stories that proved you'd done all kinds of special things and that you were really passionate about your work.

As D explained this to M, he walked into the area where I was. He was still talking with M, though she wasn't around. He wanted to use me as an example of how this new interview would take place. He asked me a question. I began to answer. D walked over to a desk where a woman was sitting. A black boy in a yellow sweater and white button-up shirt came in and sat by the woman.

I was droning on about my school and work history, wondering if this was any different from just giving my resume. But suddenly I was talking with M. We were talking about business in general, making jokes, and so forth. We were now in my room. She lay down on her back on my bed. I lay next to her on my stomach.

As we continued talking matter-of-factly, M grabbed my right hand and lay it between her legs. She then may have moved it to rest on her belly, just above her crotch. I nowbrealized she was naked. I moved my hands down to feel her more. But as soon as I did, I stopped. I couldn't do this. M really isn't my type, I thought. Plus, she's married.

I sat up. M stayed laying down. There were two white guys in my room. My room was dim, too, as if only a small light shone from a low corner of the room. One of the guys sat on the bed between me and M. He wore a blue top like the SNSD girls wear for the Oh! video and a long, white denim skirt. He flung his head back and reclined seductively, as if I were going to have sex with him.

I stood up and walked over to my table. I looked at my right arm and saw that I had some small, hard, white substance jutting out of it. It was like a piece of pummice was growing out of my arm. I flexed my muscle to push it out. Then I pulled it the rest of the way out. It wasn't very big, maybe 1cm long.

Dream #2

I had a really long hair on my face, below my lower lip. I tried to pull it out, but I think it kept slipping out of my hands.

Dream #3

A black and white photo. A woman supplicating before another woman dressed as a nun. The nun's headdress cast enough shadow around her so that it took me a while to realize that the nun had no head, only a stub of a neck.

I knew that people came and prayed to this headless woman as if she were a saint, capable of performing miracles. She seemed to be alive. But for some reason I wondered whether this woman were actually dead.

I thought it might be possible that this was all some game put on by drug dealers in Mexico. They could, I thought, have beheaded the woman and then sat her up to look alive in this square to trick gullible religious people.

Dream #4

I was on some balcony or mezzanine in a big building. It was daytime, and the building was filled with a bright, gentle, natural light. But the mezzanine may have been in disarray, with broken pieces of the building lying all about.

There may have been one dead one woman lying on the ground. Another woman was screaming in fear. A man dressed in a brown uniform like a UPS uniform attacked the woman. He picked her up and was carrying her toward a doorway. The woman fought as the man carried her through the doorway. She may even have clung to the doorjamb.

I knew that if the man got the woman into the room alone, he'd kill her. Even worse, he'd terrorize her while he killed her. I was afraid, and I felt pretty weak, but I knew I had to do whatever I could to stop the man.

I ran up to the man, still wrestling the woman past the doorjamb. I managed, after a kind of pathetic struggle, to separate the woman from the man. For some reason the man ran away through a sliding glass door at the other end of the room.

The room was completely empty. I lay the woman down on the floor. She had been stricken in some way by the man and was near death. I knew I was near death, too. I figured I'd just lay beside the woman to die, too.

But I knew that if the man came backb when the woman and I were too weak to fight, he'd terrorize us until we died, which would be a horrible way to die. So before I lay down I closed and locked the front door. I then pulled the curtains over the sliding glass door and locked the sliding glass door.

I was heading over to lay down beside the woman to die. I was having a conversation in my head with some woman about the meaning of life and death. I started floating up into the air. I then began descending into a weird structure like a futuristic, silvery car with dark black windows. The structure also looked like the huge server in the anime Summer Wars.

I was now in some room that looked like a bar or restaurant that had gone out of business mixed with a living room. A decent amount of natural light came in through the windows. The place was full of boxes. I was here with a female friend. A tallish, gentle-looking, bald white man in a black shirt and pants stood behind the bar.

I sat at the bar, between a couple messy stacks of boxes. The man handed me two plates or rice. The rice had green vegetables in it and was covered in some yellowy-brown sauce, possibly curry.

Weird Notes
0741: Turn in homework on a laundry hanger. Talk about command when it was a remote controlled robot to send in to space. Sam Johnson. 99 on a test. Japanese.

More Weird
0907: Playing WarCraft on my television. Look at clock and realize it's 4pm and I'm late. My closet is messy. Go to kitchen, see wrong burner turned on the stove. Knock on mother's bedroom door to ask about the stove. Is she hung over?

Celebrities and Weirdness
1039 Jack from Will and Grace (but I call him Julian) want to jump in a swimming pool. Or drop a tennis ball? Lifeguard warns him not too. Two coworkers try to pull off my swimsuit under the water. Walk back inside. Birthday gift, Minnie Mouse bathing suit? Old birthday card for my sister. Walk past Angelina Jolie, but say nothing (mistakenly think her first name is Jolie). Fancy hotel inside a mall. Two small dogs chase around me and then run under a couch. Lance buys himself a trophy. Beauty salon. Girl at a sales counter offers me something but I say no.

OBE-like Dream
Method DILD
Lucidity C
Vividness C
Control D
1109: In bed. Dark. Listening to what sounds like a TV on in the next room. An episode of Star Trek: Voyager? Pizza Hut commercial? I visualize the TV screen. Then seem to drift off to sleep. Seem to wake again to a voice inside my head. I intuitively think it's the voice of my subconscious. It says "Jealous, jealous of your identity. So jealous of your thinking." Then pulled out of my body like an OBE. Kinda frightening. I realize I am dreaming so I am lucid but no control because my body is paralyzed. Float flat to a different room. Then land in a bed in someone else's sleeping body. See many small hands, like children's hands, reach for me as I lay paralyzed in this new body.

Military Base
1211: Military base. Jump forward in time. Steal nuke and launch codes. Find some old friends from the past. Go back to base called "Skylar."

Company Problems, Making Out with Coworker's GF
Method DILD
Lucidity D
Vividness B
Control C
1241: Company meeting in a private home. I'm alone in the bedroom, away from the crowd. AR comes in and tells me the company is losing all it's product lines. He starts listing off a long list of all the ones we will no longer have. I interrupt him and ask for just the products that will stay. Just X. I say, with cheerful sarcasm "Oh well in then in a week the company will be broke and we'll all be out of a job."

Then I see AR's girlfriend. She is younger. She has black hair with blond streaks. She has a black cocktail dress with a purple and white stripe. I say to her: "You look familiar". She looks at me with a wink and replies: "You look familiar too", as if to imply she new I was using a line and she is interested. I lead her into the closet. It only has one sliding door so we can't close the closet. I start feeling her up. She is wearing red underwear. At some point a become lucid and just enjoy making out with her. Her skin feels so good. I pull off my pants so she can blow me. But my penis is blue. I start to think this means something wrong with my physical body. The idea flashes in my mind that I've fallen asleep while driving, crashed, and now my physical body is in a coma at the bottom of a freezing cold lake. I force myself to wake up.

Magical Machine
1355: A programmer makes a machine that accidentally erases himself from existence. Scene with a slightly dirty swimming pool but with floating decorative candles. By some chance, I cause him to come back. The experience has taught him what he needs to change to make the machine work as intended. Now he can manipulate anything in the universe. He asks me what to change.

sitting on a bus. first talking to a friend. two-three of his friends joins us. one of them, a girl which he calls a friendstealer, starts flirting with me and we get private. my niece in front of the bus is sad and lacks money, solaced by my sister, running towards the back of the bus. Though being pleased with my own situation I feel sympathetic and approach them and give my niece money. she looks greedy and ungreatful. I go back to my new girlfriend, but she has now started flirting with my brother. i wake up

'bout goddamn time...

Two fragmentary parts here;

One was that we were some sort of either guerilla organization or holidaygoers. You couldn't buy aspirin in the town, they filled it with artificial colouring. When we got back to our housebase, it had been turned into some sort of private school. I tried to get in, and there was a canteen, and the kids saw me; and then some teachers saw me, and this was bad because they were evil, and opposed to our cause. Also I was a sea serpent for some reason at this point

(WHICH AS AN ASIDE I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO DO WELL EVER SINCE I CAME HERE AND IT FINALLY POPS UP IN A NON-LUCID WHAT THE HELL)

and so I dived out the window when it became clear there was no other direction in which I could go, with lots of shattering glass and hiding in the shubbery on the side. There was a precarious drop down to the river and so I was hanging onto a branch, looking at the people searching on the lawn for a few minutes. I felt I must've been really obvious, but it was a while before they noticed me looking out of the bushes. When they did, I just let go and tumbled down a slope to the river. In the river, I realised - I didn't need to follow any cause. I was a sea serpent; I could just go eat fish and live happily.

But then in the river some people came to pick me up in a hovercar. I was unhappy but then they didn't actually take me, they took someone else who sort of looked like me. We'd exchanged some part of our souls in a complex dance; so I was now a sea serpent, and he could morph into a cat. So I could be fine here forever. :3

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Lisa and Bart and an older Bart from the Simpsons were going to a water park. You had to do this water thing together, like step on one square on your side and the other person could get through. So the younger Bart was not very good at it, the older Bart just rushed through without any regard for Lisa, and I didn't see Lisa, it was sort of a third person camera view like in video games. But then she was crying afterward and the younger Bart came to console her while the older one just made offensive remarks.