non-lucid

Running Wolf
Recall: 5/10
Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm running down a path through the woods when I hear something running behind me. I stop, turn around, and jump back when I see a large wolf standing right behind me. I do a quick scan for the rest of the pack but don't see any more wolves.

I turn my attention back to this lone wolf, ready to fend off it's attack, but it doesn't seem vicious. In fact, it seems to be waiting for me to take the lead. I realize it was just running with me.

I take off running again, and the wolf follows. It's somehow thrilling just running through the bush with my wolf companion.

Watched the movie "The Wolfman" last night.

12/15/10 A Tale of Two Hogwartses
Plans: Go to Hogwarts, take the train to the pyramids... Nomad says he'll be there if he can. Yay! No other plans.

Field Trip
I am at Hogwarts where I teach. The students there have been many new things lately, need I think it would be a good idea to practice it all. I think maybe a simulation where they can practice without any danger, and I think of the Outer Realms training area. Do I need to ask Dumbledore before taking these kinds of trips? I think maybe I need to find out for sure before taking the students off to all corners of the reality. So I head to Dumbledore's office, looking for Dumbledore to check and make sure field trips beyond Hogwarts grounds will be ok. As I am almost to the hidden entrace to Dumbledore's office, I see a pissed Umbridge passing on her way out of Dumbledore's office. She pauses long enough to glare at me intensely, then she storms off in a huff without saying a single word. I wonder what has gotten her in such a bad mood, but then she is usually in a shitty mood, so I don't pay much attention to her. I go into the hidden office so I can ask Dumbledore about field trip. Dumbledore asks if I saw Umbridge leaving, he said she is still trying to find a way to get me kicked out of Hogwarts, and she is still failing to do so. We have a bit of a chuckly at Umbridge's expense, and then I proceed to ask Dumbledore about the field trip. At first he seems a bit hesitant, says he isn't sure if it's a good idea to be taking the students into actual danger. I tell him that there is no real danger, the place I know of is 100% safe, no one can get hurt for real there. I tell him it's more of a simulation or an illusion than anything, or more like a waking dream, something that can't really hurt anyone. I give my word that all of the students will be completely safe. After a bit more of a pause, Dumbledore says he needs to check a thing or two out first, not due to not trusting me, but he doesn't want to give certain people any valid reason to have me kicked out.

Moon Express… All Aboard!
I am outside of Hogwarts, somewhere on the grounds, but I am not certain which Hogwarts I am at... I have been there only for a couple minutes when Nomad shows up, he says he wants to go to the pyramids to meet up with other dreamers there. I say I had thought he was going to wait at the pyramids for dream class dreamers, and we would meet there when I bring the Hogwarts Express to be part of the transportation. Nomad looks at me for a bit, then he says he was going to do that, wasn't he? Then Nomad says we will take the Hogwarts Express back to the moon and meet up with the dream class dreamers anyway. Nomad and I go to the station where the Hogwarts Express drops off the students, where we find there aren't many people. There is one there who seems to be a sort of guard, so we approach him. He says that no one is allowed access to the train without Hogwarts clearance, but he quickly changes his mind when I use MoP (Master of Puppets) to make sure he agrees to let Nomad and me take the train out for a while. Both of us get into the engine of the train, and head out on the tracks. There is a tunnel that the train passes through, which makes a perfect hidden location to go through a wormhole to get to the correct dimension. When we come out of the tunnel, the tracks lead right up to the pyramids, the Giza pyramids in Egypt. I see some people there, but I have no idea who they are. I don't recognize anyone there. After the train stops, Nomad gets off and starts talking to some of the people there, and soon I see there are dragons around us, and some of the people are getting onto the train. I notice the tracks don't continue on for very far, so how are we supposed to get to the moon? Does the train fly? Well, I figure it's going to have to start flying. I pull the train away from the pyramids after everyone is on board, and the problem of the tracks is solved right away. Two beams of moonlight seem to solidify and form tracks heading up to the moon, and that is what the train rides on to get to the moon. So I drive train onto the tracks of moonlight and moonbeam tracks all of the way to the moon. The surface of the moon has been terraformed, and the station there looks like a station in a theme park I might see in Disney Land or some other place like that. I pull the train up to station where I see people getting off, but it looks like there are quite a fewer than got on… I figure that some of them woke up. I tell Nomad that I had better return train, Nomad gives me a strange look. I tell him everyone here can wake up as they would normally. So now I follow a loop in the moon tracks and now the tracks head back down to the surface of Earth. I pass by the pyramids, go through the wormhole tunnel, and I return the train to Hogwarts without anyone other than the guard I used MoP on noticing the train had ever been gone.

The Second Challenge
I am a student at Hogwarts, I am there with MoSh, I am not lucid. MoSh says we are going to be finding out about the second task of the tri-school challenge. I think that sounds pretty cool, so I follow MoSh to the room where we will be meeting. I see Draco there, though he doesn't seem to like the fact I'm hanging around with MoSh, I wonder why he should have a problem with that. MoSh says I had better go over there and get with my partner, he looks a bit jealous. Partner? Who is my partner? MoSh says Draco is, of course, maybe I should do a RC as well. I do a RC and I realize that I am definitely dreaming.

McGonagall enters the room and announces that there is going to be a meeting of tournament contestants, so since we are all together in the meeting room the room where we first gathered, it is time to give out the first clue on how the task will be done. It seems this room is to be used as a common meeting place. McGonagall tells us the standings, how everyone did in the first task. I hear someone bitching that MoSh is still there when he didn't finish, McGonagall repeats in a somewhat impatient voice that not MoSh finishing due to foul play so it doesn't count. I hear someone else say to kick Draco out for cheating. McGonagall says Draco is not responsible for his father's actions, and was not the one who cheated, now before we run out of time, let's get to business, which is the next challenge... We are getting to talking about the task when Umbridge bursts in, she immediately points at MoSh and then at me, she says MoSh and I should be disqualified. McGonagall asks on what grounds? Umbridge then indicates her own forehead, which now has large red letters on it that spell out EPIC FAILURE. Several of the people laugh briefly, causing Umbridge to scan the room to see who it is, but she is unable to determine who laughed. I use MoP on her, then I telepathically say that little problem certainly is not worth interfering with the tournament. She pauses, then she agrees out loud to something no one else even heard, and finally she says she overreacted to the writing on her face. After another brief pause, she turns and leaves. Everyone is looking in the direction she went with strange looks on their faces, including McGonagall. After a bit of silence goes by, McGonagall finally gets the attention back to the tournament challenge. The second tournament challenge will be using magic this time… Draco comments that it was stupid to have a challenge where magic wasn't allowed… McGonagall ignores the interruption and continues to tell us that only our wands will be allowed at the beginning of the challenge, though anything else obtainable in the course is fair game. Like the previous challenge, only a small amount of information would be revealed at different times before the challenge, so they aren't telling us much... What they do tell us is that we will be taking a valuable treasure from its powerful protector, so we will want to work on spells that could help us deal with an opponent that is considerably more powerful than we are. These clues make me if this is the golden egg and the dragons challenge that she is talking about. I think it sounds very possible that this is the dragon challenge, or at least that it will be something similar. I figured Draco won't be able to cheat this time, but I wonder if the others will cheat. If they're going to be cheating, there's plenty of ways I could cheat, too… though I don't really see the point. Even if they don't cheat, I will still be able to handle the challenge.

Haven't recorded my dreams for over a week. These are pretty weak in terms of recall and interest.

Spaceship, Randomness
0907: On spaceship which is one big open platform that we stand on. Something about Germans. Fighting. Kick guys down through a hole in the platform to their death in outer space. Cover the hole again to preserve the airlock.

skip

Learning a play in English instead of Spanish. Coworkers eating sandwiches for lunch.

TV
1135: TV crew interviews a couple about their [notes unclear: either "wedding day" or "missing dog"].

Indian, Newlyweds
1146: Guy from India is my teammate in a video game racer. His job is just to watch and control my resources and tanks. I win. His boss is upset but it turns out to be a misunderstanding. He gives me a printout of a bunch of Internet jokes. But they are all very old Coke vs. Pepsi gags. Interrupts me just as I am going in to the bathroom.

skip

Newlywed couple seeing a counselor. The guy is in the Marines and he has to leave for "basic."

Trespassers
1559: In a remote cabin, watching basketball with coworkers. I'm holding two people prisoner because I found them trespassing. I order McDonald's and share my French fries.

This is after over 2 weeks of not remembering a single dream at all...

Awake / Comment
Non Lucid
Lucid

1. Clarity: 3/10
   Importance: 2/10
   
   … I enter an unknown house with some friends (2 I think). They need to do something and go upstairs.
   I stay in the hallway waiting for them to come back. For some reason I question that this is reality and perform the nose pinch RC.
   I’m indeed dreaming. Before I can fully grasp that I am lucid, I notice I’m soaked wet and wearing nothing but a bath towel.
   In the very same moment a man enters the hallway and is quite surprised to find me here.
   “Who are you? And what are you doing here?”
   Not really sure how to make sense as to why I am standing alone in his house, wet and dressed in nothing but a towel, I tell him.
   “Yeah… I’m here to meet Christian”, as I recall that one of the guys I entered the house with was named Christian.
   He shakes his head and is clearly annoyed, and quite confused, but leaves me alone and goes into another room.
   This sudden event throws me off quite a bit, I completely forget to stabilize the dream or set myself any goals. Due to this the dream isn’t very clear, and I’m not as aware as I usually am.
   I completely forget that I am still on a quest to meet “her" (http://www.dreamviews.com/f11/recurr...er-dcs-106461/) again.
   I decide to explore the house, but I don’t really have a proper goal for this dream. I walk down the hallway, past the kitchen, where the man I met before and his wife are having a discussion.
   I wonder if they’re talking about me. I continue down the hallway and go downstairs. I get the idea to use some form of dream control, but I’m not really sure what to do.
   I try to summon someone inside the room downstairs… not sure whom to summon, I settle with the idea of a cute girl about my age. That’s pretty much all the details I use.
   As I enter the room I find a cute girl, about my age, watching TV. I’m happy that I can still do this easily, even though I barely had any lucids lately, or recalled any dreams for that matter.
   She’s confused. I intruded into her room and she doesn’t know me. She clearly wants to say something, but she can’t find the right words.
   I use some more dream control, I want to make sure she doesn’t scream or something like that.
   I try to charm her by projecting my energy onto her. She completely forgets I’m an intruder and embraces me. She can barely stand, maybe I overdid it?
   I didn’t really account for how much energy I wanted to use, it was more like a random reflex, and I have no idea how much energy I used.
   “Kiss me!” she says. Well... who am I to deny this lovely lady a kiss, somehow thinking that I’m pulling a bit of a Hank Moody.
   I enjoy the kiss, but I can feel her whole body shaking, I really must have overdone it with the energy projection.
   Suddenly, my vision fades. Damnit! I forgot to stabilize the dream.
   
   
   
2. Clarity: 2/10
   Importance: 2/10
   
   I notice I haven’t moved yet after waking up. I immediately try to recreate the scene from my dream since I’m still somehow half in it.
   I can still feel some remains of the girl’s body heat, but I see through the eyes of my real body, which are closed…
   Suddenly I’m back in the dream. It didn’t really feel like a typical WILD transition, it was way too fast, still, I’m convinced it was a DEILD.
   … I notice the girl is gone, which is quite confusing... and there are 2 armed men in the room. Oops? This can’t be good.
   The man I met earlier is there. “You tried to steal my most precious belonging!”
   What is he talking about? Ooooh, right! I’m a thief and I’m here to steal something from him, in fact, I already stole it…
   I lose lucidity at this point, after all the thief story made so much sense *cough*.
   I have no idea what the item is that I stole, but I strongly believe I have it in my possession, and that I was hired to steal it.
   Both of the armed men draw their guns, time to get the hell out of here. I instinctively draw my own gun and shoot a bullet just past both of them.
   This startles them quite a bit and gives me enough time to run around the next corner. They try to shoot me, but I’m a thief, obviously they’re never going to hit me at that distance.
   I keep running down a corridor and know how to get out of the building. (It’s different from the house I was originally in)
   One of the men reappears in front of me; he must have found a shortcut. I need to go past him though, but I don’t want to shoot him.
   I try to knock him unconscious with my gun and he falls to the ground. The other guy is getting way too close, I don’t have a choice, I shoot him in the chest and he drops dead.
   Shooting the gun was hard (physically) I remember that I often experience that in non-lucid dreams, but I do not notice that I am dreaming.
   For some reason I know I’m running out of ammo, I decide to pick up the semi-automatic gun dropped by the guy I knocked unconscious.
   Unfortunately, the blow to his head wasn’t strong enough, he was still awake. Before I am able to grab his gun, he puts some kind of metallic spring onto my right index finger.
   It looks like one of the springs used in pens. It’s rotating around my index finger, and with every rotation it adds another layer of spring.
   I try to stop the rotation with my middle finger, but it just starts rotating around both.
   I try to use my left hand to pull it off, but it starts rotating around both hands. Well, this is a very annoying but highly effective device.There is no way I’ll be able to remove it here.
   I start running again, and remember this place in Thailand which to a normal person seems like a place where you can get your nails colored, but it’s actually a good spot to get handcuffs removed.
   (I saw an episode of American Dad before going to bed, and Roger went to exactly that place to get his handcuffs removed)
   I successfully stole the item, I just need to make a stop there and it’ll be all good…
   … I’m in a car with 2 people. They’re associates of the one who hired me to steal the item. They’re bringing me to the airport so I can leave on a plane.
   As we approach the plane I notice that it’s a concord. Do they still make those? No they’re not… I wonder if this is a dream?
   My thought process gets interrupted by someone shooting at our car. The driver startles and drives our car straight into the landing gear of the plane, what an idiot.
   I get out of the car. The pilot of the plane is not amused and goes to warp speed. Wtf?
   One of the guys I was in the car with says “Did you see this, this thing accelerated this fast on only 6 out of 8 engines!”
   He’s right, only 6 of the thrusters were lit… The dream fades away…
   
   

Ever since I started this DJ, I've been remembering a lot more dreams, which is great! Back to the good old days - I'll soon be lucid dreaming like before.

I was in a small shop in town, with a staircase that lead upstairs. Naturally, I went up the stairs.
It was a large café of sorts. There was a long counter, which displayed delicious treats.

I met with my sister at a table. She had ordered me some food - I think it was pizza.
But here's the thing - all the food served here was made of sweets (or candy as americans call it)! Yep, everything was sugary. I'm not sure if it started out exactly like this, maybe the food was normal at first. But that's how it ended up, as the dream progressed.

Remember these?

Yeah, it was like that, except on a much bigger scale.

I remember being very hungry, and the dream lasted quite a long time.
I talked with my sis', and she bought me food. I don't remember the specifics, only being hungry and having an interesting time.

Often my food dreams are like this - I'm hungry but never seem to get satisfied, probably because of real-life hunger.

In the end, I walked up to the counter. There was a picture of a delicious burger - I was so hungry, and it looked very tasty.
But for some reason, I didn't realise it would be made of confectionery.
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I remember looking at the picture, thinking it looked fantastic. On show was also pizza, pasta, and more.

But it was all sugary and sweet.

This was a very odd dream I think. Not as naturally bizarre as some others, but the fact it was in a sort of normal setting, yet with the odd feature of having sugary food. Haha.

The title pretty much says it all. I'm dressed in all black, stalking into my old high school with a flute in my hand to play for their Christmas concert. The place is well lit and pretty busy, so I sneak into a stairwell and slide underneath to hide in the darkness. I feel the approach of something evil, so I sprint up the stairs to the top floor. When I look out, I see that the whole floor has been cut away, replaced by a huge hole and some unknown machine surrounded by catwalks. Scientists in white lab coats surround the machine and enlist my help in turning it on. This I do, and an energy beam shoots out from its center and starts to cut through everything in its path. I realize that it's supposed to drill to the center of the earth.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

22:30 GMT

Revolution
Some revolution is going on but I have a hard time telling the good guys from the bad guys.

2:00 GMT

Tiny world inside the bathbub
I’m in the bathroom and I see my cat’s head coming out of the drainage hole. I don’t have a clue how's that possible but I fear he might be trapped in there and I want to help. I break the tub and I put my hand through the hollow interior to get the cat. But instead of finding the cat, the interior of the tub walls have divisions and it is like a miniature house, with tiny figurines that come to life. I then become part of the action on this little world.

Injured animals
A cute puppy appears but he’s injured in his head and bleeding. I take care of him and as I clean the wounds, he becomes a man. He lays down to rest. We are now in my grandma’s kitchen. Then my dad is also present and he tells me he thinks he is not going to survive. But the bleeding seems to stop so I am hopeful. I then hear what seems like another injured animal screaming outside but all I see is some kids doing something. As I fear they might be hurting an animal I go screaming at them, saying I will call the police. Then I realise they were doing nothing wrong and there's no animal and they look at me like I’m some crazy lady.

3:20 GMT

Reptilians I
I was accepted at some kind of college fraternity or secret society group. We are on what seems to be an improvised court of law. We’re wearing the college uniform. I and another girl are new to the group and we’re a bit lost with the whole ceremony. We have to repeat some kind of oath and the other girl is so nervous she messes up. They are a bit harsh on us, but we know it’s normal that first time we fail, because we never saw this text before.
After the ceremony, the ones who are there for longer time go to a room upstairs to deliberate or something - they have a secret meeting we cannot attend. But I go upstairs to do something else and out of distraction I open the wrong door and enter their meeting. They are all in reptilian form and I realise this is their natural selves. Surprised by my presence, some of them try to quickly go back to their human shape, but it’s too late, I already know. I don’t feel scared though. I ask them why they let us in their group if we’re not like them. I wonder if they are my enemies but for some reason want to keep me close so they have an eye on me. But as we look at each other, waiting for one another to speak, a group of guys from another fraternity/group invades this house where we are, to kill me and the other girl. The reptilians protect us. I am totally confused. I run from them and I get trapped on a balcony. From there I see down below an interior patio surrounded by walls and a gate. This group just chased outside two guys from "my" group and hammered one in the head leaving him dead on the ground. The other is still being chased into the woods, beyond the gate. I remember I can fly, so I fly over them and I pick up the guy running, trying to lift him off the ground to save him. He is heavy, but I somehow manage to drag him along. We arrive at a train station and I have a car parked there. We enter the car and we escape.

4:45 GMT

Reptilians II
I am back to same dream. I am trying to dig some answers. I try to find out why I am being both chased and protected. I meet a reporter who’s also researching these groups and what they’re up to. We meet at some public place. When she leaves I see the frat boys again in the crowd. Because we’re on a public place, I hope they won’t kill me there, but still they are closing me in and they attack me in the crowd. I threaten them by saying I’ve told everything I knew about the dead and missing college kids to the press. They don’t seem bothered at all. In the fight I get hurt and they seem to be pretty interested in one of my fingers. I look at it and the skin got off from the fight, exposing reptile skin under. Oh my god, I’m one of them! (Second time I dream I'm a reptilian)

6:45 GMT

So last night I was attempting to WILD and doing really well. I was having hallucinations and keeping still. A scene started to form, I think it was a pyramid (like an egyptian pyramid.) I knew this was it, because I spent most of the day studying Egypt. But then...
THE PHONE RANG.
And BAM! It was gone. I went to the phone and it was a telemarketer. I picked it up and it was a person and I screamed expletives for a minute or two and hung up. Then, I was so tired from the attempt, that I fell asleep when I got back to bed.
I had a dream that me and my friend were on a boat that went through the air. Then, other people came and tried to steal our pokemon. So we got in to a huge fight on the boat and ended up in a park type thing where we continued to fight. We then battled in a lake and got caught in a current and we fell down a waterfall. Roger from American Dad was there for some reason, and he joined our fight. In the end its just me and one other person, I jump up to give the final blow but he pushes me back, my head hits a rock and I pass out. When I wake up, I'm in the Capitol Rotunda in Washington. A congressman in a leather suit is yelling at me.
"WHAT IS THIS?"
"I don't know sir..."
"THIS IS TOO... AWESOME... GREAT JOB BRO..."
"Um what?"
I gave him some steel clamp thing, it's hard to describe, but it could like change positions and it was a giant steel ball...
So that was the end of my dream.

My I had some crazy dreams last night

[COLOR="red"]So in my first dream I remember being in this strange game like world and I was trying to go up this giant building, I remember there being a password for one room and I couldn't get it then I found a secret way up from behind and then there I was at this other weird place where my sister some douchebag and two of her friends were. I got angry when I saw him and started making fun of the guy. This guy was a complete moron. I remember him saying something and I went "herp derp" hahaha. He was getting angry so I was like you wanna fight mother fucker, come on pussy! And then we started fighting but I had no strength for some reason :(. So he kept fucking hitting me in the balls like a douchebag and at some point he had my balls in a vice grip with his elbow and all I wanted to do is for him to stop. I apologized thoroughly and then I woke up for real.[/COLOR]

I then proceeded to DEILD for my first time.

[COLOR="blue"]Success, I was in a dream. Only I kept being sucked out of it. I distinctly remember a man aiding me each time I tried this. He was black I think and initially was a normal DC. He said he was my DG and then I was in a very vivid dream. I was walking and looked at my hands to make sure I was dreaming. They were weird It was like my hands were moving on their own and growing and shrinking. However I couldn't control this dream and kept waking up. I figured my problem was I couldn't stabilize it and eventually I gave up and decided to just go to sleep normally.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="seagreen"]In this dream I was like a up and coming rock star and my ex girlfriend who is kinda ugly appeared to me. In my dream my lil bro was sleeping in my bed so I was outside my room with her and we started making out. I asked her to suck my dick and she did. I came very soon though. Lol. I got frustrated and took her into my room and kicked my bro out. She gave me head again and my siblings get bursting in and shit I was getting pissed. So after a bit something warned me that she had STDs. So I said "How many guys have you slept with." "Like 48" I thought I heard 4 so I was a bit relieved and said "4?" She said "No" very meekly and I was like "Umm... three?" She said no again so I asked her how many and she said "48" I was like wtf? And then asked if she had any STDs she said no but had a very awkward smile and I said "Ok now I know you do what do you have?" She said she had cannons. Hahaha. I was like "Oh my god that disease is transferred orally." This is where the dream stops pretty much.[/COLOR]

I had a fragment where I was searching the web about STDs and how they are transferred.

[COLOR="darkorange"]I'm not sure how this dream started off but I was in a fight for my life for some reason. This crazy girl fucking killed some dude and I was in like a free for all or something last one standing. So all I had was a fork so I attacked her when she killed the dude so she couldn't free her fucking spear type thing. She then began fucking stabbing me with the fork and at some point I woke up and instantly got on DV to write these dreams. Enjoy[/COLOR]

non-dream/dream/lucid

Estava jogando F.E.A.R. Combat com Rodrigo e Victor, em um mapa onde havia uma sala com um patamar mais baixo, como se fosse um rio, que circulava um tipo de "ilha". Estávamos jogando normalmente uma Deathmatch, quando começam a aparecer robôs do próprio F.E.A.R. e então tivemos que juntar nossas forças para destruí-los. De repente, apareceu um Tank (do Left 4 Dead 2), que começou a me perseguir. Eu tentei fugir, mas estava muito cansado. Tentei ir para o patamar mais baixo. Quando me joguei lá, Victor me disse que havia um monstro me perseguindo. Olhei para trás e vi que era o Tank. Desisti de correr e deixei ele me matar.
Apareci em um local que parecia um laboratório. Eu estava junto com Gabriel e Vinícius F., e estávamos em uma missão de infiltração. Adentramos o local e fomos derrotando vários guardas e seguranças. Chegamos até uma sala onde havia uma mesa central, vários computadores na frente de uma persiana, que escondia uma janela. Percebi vários monitores e pessoas que estavam aparentemente nos observando. Vi webcams e disse para atirarem nelas. Eu atirei em duas e Vinícius nas outras duas. Mas já era tarde, e Gabriel nos alertou de um indivíduo com uma bazooka. Ele atirou de fora da sala de onde estávamos. Nos abaixamos e o tiro passou pela janela.
Corri para o homem da bazooka e vi que era Paulo Felipe. Lutei com ele usando uma palheta. Voltei para a sala de antes e vi que estavam várias pessoas da minha sala de aula (como Joana, por exemplo) e alguns professores (Ludgero) sentados a mesa principal. Percebi que escreviam alguma coisa. Peguei um travesseiro e comecei a fazer "flexões" com ele no canto da mesa. Gabriel achou isso bem engraçado e riu bastante.

non-dream/dream/lucid

Primeiramente, eu estava em um quarto aqui de casa onde ficam os instrumentos musicais, junto com meu irmão. Estávamos testando o teclado novo, quando me deu vontade de pegar a guitarra para fazer alguma coisa. Ele começou a reclamar e fazer piadas idiotas, como se a minha ideia fosse imbecil. Fiquei nervoso e disse "Era pra ser engraçado?", jogando a guitarra no chão. Percebi a existência de um Baixo vermelho em um suporte. Quando saí, ainda esbarrei com o pé em uma corda da guitarra (que havia estourado quando atingiu o chão).
Fui para o meu quarto ver televisão. Estava passando uma matéria sobre um local onde pessoas ficavam presas em público por muito tempo, como uma tortura. Passaram cenas de um homem em cima de um "ring" com o símbolo do Mortal Kombat. A emissora entrevistou minha avó quanto a isso, e ela disse que era algo horrível, principalmente por causa da desidratação que causava na pessoa. A emissora mostrou um momento de movimentação no local, quando um homem descobriu que seria a vítima e tentou escapar, mas foi pego novamente.
Depois, a matéria mostrou como o homem estava após alguns dias. Ele estava pendurado por correntes, magro e com a pele oleosa por causa da desidratação. Ele reclamava de fome e que não conseguia dormir. A matéria então mostrou que uma mulher era encarregada de "alimentar" ele (apenas com um suco que era servido de dentro de um coração).
Após isso, meu irmão se deitou na cama e minha mãe disse que ele tinha sido selecionado para participar dessa tortura. Fiquei assustado e o abracei, pois saberia que nada seria como antes. Perguntei por quanto tempo as pessoas ficavam presas, minha mãe disse que era por cerca de dois anos.

I was at my primary school, again, but the students and teachers were from my high school. I was sitting at a random spot where other people were.

Everyone was involved in what they were doing; some were eating, others were running around etc.

There was a lot of random stuff happening too, like some of the students having small cars to race around the school.

I found myself sitting up on a balcony, but on the outside of the railing. A teacher came up and told me off, and as I was getting down, some other teachers were there telling the first teacher that what he did wasn't fair.

Good morning, everybody. Sunday mornin' and doin' my dumb laundry as I write this.

Dream #1

I was in a "spaceship" with my family. The spaceship was lit with a dim, amber light. The walls and floor were smooth and white. The interior was like some plastic-molded futuristic living room rather than a spaceship.

My mother said we were going to test out the spaceship, possibly just so my mom could show me how the thing worked. The ship now began blasting up into the air.

I was impressed by how little we felt any of the acceleration. Right next to me there was some kind of black vertical strip with a series of light-up green and red signals in it. I watched as the sign showed how high our spaceship was going. I was really impressed when we hit the "250K feet" signal, which to my mind meant we were in outer space.

I thought we were going to stop there. But we kept going. I wondered what the heck kind of "test" this was, if we were actually going all the way to the moon. But the signal showed us getting closer and closer to the moon at an unbelievable pace.

Before I knew it, the signal said we were really close to the moon. I put my eyes to some kind of periscope which served as our "window." The moon looked very clear, but still pretty far away. I looked back to the signal. I guess I had misread it. It had said we were approaching the moon. But now it said we were actually close to the moon.

I put my eyes to the periscope again. The moon was really close, apparently: so close, I could only see a small piece of it. But that part didn't look like the real moon. It looked like some kind of old-fashoned, black-and-white clip-art version of the moon.

I looked away, kind of disappointed, like I was never actually going to see the moon.

At this point, I kind of woke up. I had a half-awake, half-asleep fantasy in which my mom shut off all the lights in the spaceship and then activated some kind of screen all around us that showed us a view of the moon. It still didn't look like we were close to the moon. It just looked like an extreme close-up of the moon from a video shot on earth, on a really big TV screen.

Dream #2

Someone was holding a creature that was either a young child or a cat or both mixed together. The cat-baby had to leave the possession of the first person. I think it was going into the possession of my sister or a woman like my sister. (I saw all this from a low-angle view.)

The person handed the cat-baby off with some effort. The cat-baby held on with its claws and cried out, "No! No! I couldn't bear to be away from you."

The person laughed and said, "We'll see."

My sister felt guilt for making the cat-baby sad. But the cat-baby was already attaching to my sister, even while it was still crying that it couldn't bear to be away from the first person.

The cat-baby was now calming down. It told my sister, "You know, this isn't bad! I can deal with this after all!"

My sister laughed.

Dream #3

I walked up to a group like a family playing in some kind of park area that seemed to be near a beach. I must have known these people, as if they were my family in some way.

I knelt before some little boy who lay half-naked, wearing only a blue shirt (like the one I wear to bed). To my left was a big cliff of grey rock. We were on sand, and the sand extended about ten meters or so to my right. A lawn went to my left and forward about 100 meters, rolling down a slight slope, then ending in a long beach.

A woman (dressed in Victorian clothing? a white, frilly dress with a long, lacy skirt and a big hat?) and a couple other people (dressed in modern clothes) sat on the sand. Other people played on the grass and beach.

I was playing some game with the boy where I put my hand on his stomach. There was some kind of joke involved with this. It made me look like a dope and like I was the boy's slave. So the boy would always laugh at it.

But I suddenly realized I had to get going. I don't know where I had to go: maybe just back to my own house and life. The boy got upset when I stopped playing the game with him. He sat up on my knee. Somehow he looked half-human and half-animal. Maybe his eyes were all black.

I told him that I had to go, but that he'd always have the memory of the fun times we'd had together.

The little boy impetuously cried, "Well, what the hell good are you to me that way?"

Dream #4

I don't remember why, but a group of friends and I had to get to a certain part of some beach. I don't know exactly how we were traveling there.

It was more like my view was just skimming to the right over long stretches of beaches, water, and roads near beaches. And I never saw my friends. It was more like they were just voices in my head or some kind of narration.

My friends, who all sounded like young men and women having a good time together, were picking on one woman in particular who kept asking why we couldn't just go to any old part of this beach.

One of the friends said that we had made a plan to meet some specific person at this specific point at the beach. The person had even given the name of the point.

We were heading to some spot where it was like the beach turned off from the actual ocean and turned into something like a shore surrounding some offshoot of water from the ocean. The water barely moved. It looked clear, but it looked like there was a lot of green moss at the bottom.

I made some comment about "Bleach Beach."

One of the friends translated my statement for the girl that everybody had been joking with. He said, "He just made a joke that the reason why they call this place Bleach Beach is that the water here moves so slow and gathers so many germs that the only way it can be safe for people to swim here is by having a bunch of chlorine poured in. Just like a swimming pool."

For some reason, this was yet another proof that the girl was a dimwit for not having realized why we couldn't have just stopped at any other point on the beach.

Hmm. The first one involved visiting a city on an island, but unfortunately the island was raised (and balanced, eek) on a stone pillar a couple of hundred feet in the air. I decided not to visit, as I get vertigo and am scared of heights in my dreams. So I took the giant climbing rope with which people were supposed to visit, and played ultimate rope swing with it. Wheeee! I woke from a delicious sense of freefall.

Second and third, don't remember. I've been sleeping in 2-3 hour shifts, had several over the last couple of days. I just can't keep track of everything, can I?

Last sleep, I dreamed that I was attending a CLC church (nightmare fuel, for my mind: no good memories there) lunch before a big service, with my parents, my husband's grandmother, and my granddad. BTW, Granddad's still dead IRL. Grandma-in-law's still alive and awesome. My dad did something I can't remember, but I was so offended that I told him I didn't want to see him in public anymore today and I left.

Next thing I know, Dad's driving me towards the big house that my husband and I just bought. While I was getting offended at CLC, my husband and our two future-cohabitants were getting all moved in. I was going home, but Dad keeps "missing" the house. He drives past it over and over and over, until in anger I get out of the car in a traffic jam (road is somehow full of RVs) and try to walk there. But now, it's suddenly on a 50 foot high plateau. Somehow I'm not bothered by the heights, and begin to climb with no trouble whatsoever up the cliffs. I get about halfway up, and wake up.

This is very odd to me. IRL, I'm almost never this angry with my father. Since I started journaling, my mother finally left my mind and now Dad seems to be taking her place of sadism. Why???

The two high goals remind me of a common theme in my subconscious: staircases. There is often a staircase, a long one, that I can never master. I've had missing stairs that couldn't be passed, endless stairwells, vertigo, and moving stairs throwing me off. A rope ladder is another climbing tool, and this time I simply dropped the goal and enjoyed the ride. Once I became angry and determined enough, I could scrap the stairs completely and make it up without trouble. I've made it to the top once, years ago, and what I found I'm still unready to discuss.

I am outside a ruined building (possibly the Colosseum). There are some smaller constructions in front of me (a miniature tower and a piece of wall). My friends break them accidentally and replace them.
I go to the place from where they got the replacements. There is a (statue of?) a huge man who I know as the Emperor (I remember seeing him (or a statue of him, or him turned into a statue) with no head). I've seen him also in my other dreams (possibly the same place as this one).
The next thing I remember is being at the ruined building. At least now it is not the Colosseum. I Buzz Lightyear and fly to the other side of the clearing. I go inside the building. The Emperor is there, in the form of a snake. He is enraged and hissing at me, because he thinks I'm going to take his place as the Emperor (because of the statue thing). I assume him I'm not going to take his place. He calms down a little bit. His assistant arrives and leaves with him. I jump off the window (I'm at the second floor), straight towards the ground. I turn my fall into a swoop just in the last second before hitting the ground. I fly outside the building (it is a square building with at least two floors and some towers and a square clearing in the middle). The Emperor gives me and some others invisible slingshots. There are some creatures we have to shoot at with them. I go into an impossible position, hanging between a door and the building's wall. I start shooting at the creatures (I can't remember what they looked like). I don't seem to hit them (the ammunition is also invisible, I even can't feel the slingshot), but they start to complain about someone shooting at them. They even look straight at me. A friend of mine appears. I start shooting at her too, but she doesn't notice it. I fly on top of the building. I stay there for a while and jump off the roof, shooting with the slingshot. Once again I barely prevent myself from hitting the ground. I fly to my friend. She tells me her mom, though she is mentally ill, is also a Chosen One. Her mom appears and leaves. I go after her. I go round a corner and almost run into her. I back up several steps, while she follows me. I ask her for advice in being the Chosen One. She looks very old, old enough to be my friend's grandmother, rather than her mother. I can't remember correctly what she answered.
The dream gets mixed up with Eragon (in which magic is used by uttering words of the ancient language). She tells me they teach us youngsters wrong words. Then she starts speaking out an ancient poem with lots of words in it that haven't been used in hundreds of years. He takes me into a temple. There are lots of people in there. Where the altar would be, there is an ancient man, someone even older than the woman with me, lying in a hammock, which is held by assistants. We go to him. The woman tells me he is the father of the current pope, who is at least 300 years old, so the father is even older. The pope is not doing his duties well enough and as long as he remains the pope his father must take care of the pope's duties and for that he is way too old (pretty confusing). I take the hammock's other end and someone with me takes the other. I look at the ancient man as the woman explains me something. I say that he's quite heavy. The woman tells me he's four metres tall. He certainly isn't that tall but very tall indeed (over two metres). I bow and we leave. At the door I bow again and the people in the room applaud. We leave the building and the woman runs of in a superhuman speed. I follow her, but we run (and fly?) at same speeds so she keeps her distance of about ten metres from me. I realize she doesn't want me following her so I stop.
I see my brother and my cousin playing a star wars game. My view shifts into the game. Now I'm again in the temple, but this time theres nobody or nothing in it. I have a double-bladed violet lightsaber. Darth Maul comes at me, but he doesn't attack me. Mace Windu is behind me. We attack him. Soon I abandon my lightsaber and start using the Force and my hands. After some minutes I win him. The dream ends. So basically I had lucid powers because I thought I was the Chosen One.

I also had a lucid dream where I was playing the piano. The room was dark so I really couldn't see the piano. First I started playing an etude to check if the piano is in tune. The piece sounded correct, even though I started it about an octave too high. Next I tried Chopin's second nocturne. It didn't sound good so I started the piece over. This time I managed to play a few measures. The dream was very clear, I actually thought that I would wake up at any moment and that I also move my real body. Conclusion: playing an instrument in dreams is possible, but you'll really have to focus on what you're doing.