non-lucid

I was in a huge house that resembled my own and waiting in a room. A narrator like character appeared saying that I had lost my baby and that a woman was coming to take it. I wrapped the baby in a greenish blue like cloth and covered its face
I was disappointed but accepted it being a mistake in life

The women soon came and than went to the next room. As I walked around I felt the ground shaking. I wanted to panic but did my best to stay calm. I went to where my dad and mom's huge room was and told them the ground was shaking a bit
But they told me not to worry. From outside a screen door I could see it was raining and thundering hard outside.

I than thought about the different people with the guide jobs that lived in our huge house. They were only living with us to do their job but I really appreciated their company and looked up to them. I than kept walking around until something in the scene triggered a change. I was now walking with a group anime girls and we were like orphan High School or middle school children that were fortunate enough to live together in a huge house with wonderful guides.

I noticed as we were walking outside there was a guy who looked like Dawn. The girls around me were talking about how cute he was and was popular among them. I also noticed he was talking to two other girls as he walked. I felt I had to move fast if I wanted to be together with him and take advantage of the opportunity I had so I ran to him and grabbed his arm.

He was wet and I got the feeling he had wet his hair. I was so content that I had got to him first and kept talking to him. The narrator than showed up mentioning how our love grew and we got closer and closer. We than cuddled a little as we walked showing how we were a couple. ( This scene is probably inspired by the "Candy Candy" episode I saw yesterday. In it a girl was jealous that Candy was spending more time with Terry
Except...Terry doesn't end up with Candy in Future episodes.:w: )

Anyways we were happy together until the narrator introduced us into a new scene where I and the school girls were on a trip but as we were on the top of a high building, two girls slid out the window and were fast approaching a truck
I grabbed a pole and leaned out the window to slide them back but the girls behind me were making known through their worry that it was a bad idea.

I crawled out the window a bit noticing that there were others around me outside the window too. Now I got the feeling we were in a baseball stadium like setting. However, if you stood up you could fall off and end up dead. I stood up and as I tried to help again the narrator appeared and mentioned how my love relationship ended when I was secretly pushed by another girl and fell down a great height.

I felt it but managed to keep my balance. I looked back wanting to go inside but there was a space in between preventing me. I managed to jump over the space and ended up inside. We were now back inside the huge house and I decided to let the professionals deal with it. As I walked around I noticed that I was a little girl in a huge classroom with other little girls who were misbehaving.

There was one who really wanted to get me in trouble and threw crayons and stuff around.An old lady teacher who was present saw what was happening and corrected her behavior
I than decided to check on the guides who lived in the house. My younger brother appeared though and we were given a mission to get rid of an object that caused misfortune.

After the event of running back and forth to get rid of the object happened I ended up in a spot of the huge house where there were girls talking about a funny guide that lived in the house. They didn't think much of him and dared me to right the name "Tacos"at the door.I was in the mood to joke around but in a appropriate way. One that wasn't negative but friendly.

I went near his room and joked around with the guide who looked like a fat version of Eye. Except he was bald and realistic looking this time. He sat in a chair smiling at me as I played with the "Tacoes" sign I had put at his door. It was just a paper with the name "Tacoes" on it. I than wrote underneath it "A helpful person whose a great friend"and giggled. He seemed happy with what I wrote. Than I left his room and went to tell my parents how great a guide he was even though he was bald. Than woke up.

Morning of March 4, 2016. Friday.

Dream #: 17,973-02. Reading Time: 2 min 33 sec.



This dream is long and about flying, with the theme a comic-book-like adventure with meetings with supervillains. In the beginning, I am the only mutant in the world. After a lengthy meandering segment with me flying around using the term “human” somewhat disparagingly, with increasing emotion, I begin to understand that there are others like me, though this is mostly a farce at first.

I find it amusing that people, mostly in their twenties, are joining a group of supervillains even though they are thus far not only not mutants but have no special abilities. None of them can fly as I can. Still, they seem happy when I meet them.

A young man who is short and oddly dressed cheerfully shakes hands with me and claims he is Mole Man (a Marvel Comics villain). I am his inspiration. Other people will soon follow him but symbolically remain under my command. I acknowledge him out of mock respect (with subliminal dream state awareness) though I do not patronize him, as he is taking it seriously even though, again, he is not a mutant. The situation is inviting and interesting.

Later, I see a young male who is having trouble walking because of a physical impairment of one leg being longer than the other. People are making fun of him. He eventually seems to be spitting small balls of fire a distance from the sidewalk into a little cylindrical rubbish bin behind a business building. Although most of the other supervillains I meet have already chosen their name, I call him “Pyro,” which relates to fire as well as the Marvel character. He asks me, “What about Pyro-Gomdulla?” Curiously, I recall a dream from 1971 and the Gomdulla character (from a comic book), yet do not fully realize I am dreaming. I consider he could become a giant mummy with telekinetic abilities (as in the comic book story) if he chooses that name, so I tell him that Gomdulla is an unsuitable phrase in a different language. He decides to keep “Pyro.”

I eventually fly around with a younger version of Zsuzsanna, carrying her on my left side. (She sleeps on my left in reality.) I start to think others are developing the ability to fly, but this proves to be incorrect. I meet an unknown girl with no pupils or irises. She seems to be like the Scarlet Witch in abilities though with Storm’s overall appearance.

Eventually, it starts to dawn on me that, because supervillains exist, a superhero or two could come into the picture and prove to be problematic (though this thought does not concern me). I assume much of that would be pretense as well. However, there are eventually additional “real” mutants who have unique powers and can fly. I also meet up with Captain Marvel, portrayed as an otherwise normal male in an elaborate white and purplish-blue costume that features various symbols. He cannot seem to fly and is not exceptionally strong. I throw him around, his cape sometimes going over his head, making it difficult for him to see or fight, and I am asking him why he does not fly. Presently, there are two superheroes on Earth, Captain Marvel and one I do not recall, who mostly sit in restaurants and converse in costume.

From here, the differences between heroes and villains seem superficial, as I remain only subliminally (not actively) aware of being in the dream state.

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The presence of Mole Man relates to subliminally perceiving being asleep as “being underground” while, in contrast, Pyro represents the potential for consciousness reinitiation (waking from the dream state). The “living mummy” reference (Gomdulla) relates to being asleep as well (covered by a blanket). The girl villainess with no pupil or iris mostly signifies that my real eyes cannot see while I am asleep.

Again not much...

1) I became one of the characters from the film 'Chronicle'. I had superpowers and could fly as well as move objects by willpower. I walked past a car and tried to move it. I picked up a man and threw him around in the air. I was stood on a flat roof and with a friend willed all the dogs to come out of a block of flats, can't remember exactly why, hundreds came out and walked past us. I was sitting high up and thinking about where I wanted to fly to, thinking about flying to a planet.

This was obviously as a result of me thinking yesterday about all the things I wanted to do when I become lucid.

These are my eyes last night haha tryin' again to see in the dark

and then it was just the same old same old as per usual... nada!

now it's that time again i guess...

will he wont he, will he wont he...will he dream or not!

I can only try...

3/3/16:
I remembered a few more dreams than what I can recall now but I went to a late night gig and woke up early and exhausted to I didn't really try to recall dreams.
Dream 1: I was at school for something, not my actual school but one down the road from where I live. I think I was in trouble for something.

Dream 2: I was in my backyard where a sprinkler/hose from the front had gone crazy and was shooting out water every which way. Somehow, through magic or a cold snap or whatever all the water jets froze and so there were giant ice spikes floating through the air. They were made up of all sorts of crystals of ice, jagged and pointing out in every direction. I touched one of them and it shattered at that point and travelled like a fuse, spitting out ice shards everywhere. I did this a couple of times and then called out for my brother so come see this, but my grandma came out instead.

Dream 3: I was changing my ringtone on a train to a metal song, getting weird looks from the other passengers as the songs played out.

Fragment: Getting kicked out of a bar.

I'm in a house. It's vry modern, with white walls and honey colored wood flooring, shining. I'm standing at the foot of the staircase, and I can see outside from a long, low window that goes all the way across the wall. to my right there's an open kitchen, in grey, slightly textured resin and shiny chrome, with a black marble counter top and thin, spinnery furniture made out of a gray, dull metal. The kitchen open in the living room, but I can only see part of it; it seem that the house is shaped like an L around a garden. I can make out the corner of a table with a frosted glass top, and part of a white woolly rug. Light is everywhere, spot cleverly hidden along the walls, sun coming from the widows in the wall and in the roof. I need to get out, but Where there should be a front door, the wall is whole. I turn around and start climbing the stairs. There are slowing curling on themself, and lined with potted plants. The ceiling is getting lower and lower, and there's no wall on my left, until I reach the top of the stairs. There's a lot of potted plants here, in the bring sun, and the stairs end in a sort of floorless gazebo.

I can climb out of it, and after a short walk on a wooden beam, I enter an attic with greenhouse walls and a low wooden bench running along them. There's someone here, laying down under a nest of blankets. It's warm but no stuffy in the attic, and the sun and shadows are ideal, making it incredibly relaxing. I tiptoes in, trying no to disturb the sleeper, but he slowly raise on his elbows. He's slim and dark haired, and looks almost cartoony sleepy. I get closer and he shapeshifts, his hair lightening to a silvery blond, his bland face filling with intent. He moves, getting the shadows on his face. I recognize him and stop just shy of reaching the nest of blankets. He smiles and sit up, letting the blankets falls off his laps and showing me that he's naked underneath.

Spoiler for more nudity after the cut...:

And more and more happy to see me. The whole situation makes me laugh and his smile gets larger and larger, like the Chester Cat. I never saw his penis before, and I'm suprised that he's uncut. as I think it the foreskin disappears. As he's longing here, barely moving and smiling, he make me think of a big cat, relaxed and sated, at least for now. I get a little closer to him and sit on the blankets, slightly weirded out but more or less trusting him not to jump me. He stretchs out and take my hand to warp it around his shaft. I pull away, staring at him with disbelief. He laughs, completly silent, and runs his hand on my arms as if to soothes me. I roll my eyes and he suddently grabs me, pulling me in so I'm sitting in his lap. His skin is colder that the room, but not by much; I can feel his sex under my clothes. I push away as he switches his hold from my waist to my wrists and I'm sitting on his thighs. He's still smiling and tilts his head to the side, obviously questioning my reaction. I stop struggling and let him pulls me closer again. I put my hands on his shoulders and he looks almost wondering. After a couple of seconds his face turn predatory, with a strange, playful edge, and his hold my waist with one arm before slipping the other under my dress, pulling my panties aside and helping himself inside me. It's very intense but not overhelming, and after a few seconds it's almost confortable, mostly because neiher of us is moving. He settles himself back on the blankets without letting go my waist, and when I start to thnk I will simply get up and leave, he uses his hand to get me off until overstimulation hits me and I struggle away from him, flailing and unable to stand up. He's laughing again, and I can see my own wetness on his still erect penis. He can't help himself it seem.

But in a way, I get it. He's like a green man, a embodiment of sexual energy. I could call him Eros, but I think I can go without gining him a name; he doesn't need one.

Fragment

I was in my backyard. Father took our cat out of garage and told me to drive somewhere with him. I was the driver.

MILD - shapeshifting, bonus TotM

I was in a forest with some DC's and my dog. It was dark and cold winter night. We were escaping from some kind of danger. We ran until we got closer to a mansion of some kind. It reminded me my neighbors house. We climbed up a huge rock just in time. A group of rotting undead attacked us. I knew that owner of the mansion set them free to kill us and take my dog. There was only one way of escape - electricity lines just above the rock. I slid down on the cable to courtyard, and ran the hell out of there. I realised that I'm in my home town, close to neighbors house. I looked back and saw my dog playing with wolves.

I decided to run away along the street. I thought that I should run quicker. I realised that it's a dream. Everything became more detailed and vivid. Time has changed, it was no longer a cold and dark winter night, but rather a bright and warm summer day. I ran into a huge farm complex that had enormous wheat fields, mechanics workshops, garages with tractors and combine harvesters and huge warehouses. There were many DCs walking around I though about a girl from my class, and she appeared nearby. I told her that it's a dream, and rushed inside one of the combines - a big, red combine harvester. She did the same. We drove around the complex smashing everything on our way, all while I was telling about possibilities that lucid dreams give. I drove into a dead end, where I couldn't drive back nor any further. I left the machine and ran back to garages and fields. I though about bike, and found one nearby. It had modifications that allowed using it at fields. I tried riding it, but I couldn't hold my balance. I left it and ran back to combine harvesters, but before I took another one, I recalled a bonus ToTM. I moved my left hand back, thinking about creating fire. Suddenly I felt a strong pain going quickly from fingers up my hand. Everything went black, I still felt the pain, but I could move my body. I moved back my right hand and though about creating ice. I felt really strong frostbite coming from fingers up my hand. I managed to stay lucid (spoiler).

Spoiler for Shapeshifting:

Blackness dispersed and I found myself in my kitchen. First thing that stood out was a silver platter lying on an oven. It was reflective like a mirror. I looked at my reflexion - it had brighter hair with different haircut, and was wearing a gray t-shirt with green color on the sides. Shapeshifting is my current lucid goal, so I though that I could use this mirror-like platter. I decided to change into a woman. I looked right, at the kitchen and thought about a girl from my class. Then I looked back at the mirror and saw her. My body changed accordingly. The most intensive were feelings of my breasts growing and genitals changing to female counterparts. This turned me on, and penis instead of changing into vagina started growing bigger and thicker. Dream started losing stability when it took a bit spiral shape, but I calmed myself and assumed my normal form. I noticed that I'm no longer in kitchen, but in the toilet, standing in front of mirror. I looked left at the wall, and then back into mirror. I was undecided in what woman I could change, so I decided that SubC can surprise me. Looking at my reflexion I saw an asian woman with face somehow similar to mine, but with black long hair. I managed to shapeshift fully this time. I fingered myself a bit. I felt my hand going inside my body, but I could only feel touch - nothing more. The dream started to slowly fade. I wondered how a DC would react when looking at me right now, and thought that one should enter the room. It was a naked, muscular dude. Without words, he went straight for an anal sex. It wasn't bad, but not pleasurable either. The dream faded away shortly after and I woke up.

1/10 LDs until March 10th, 9 to go in 7 days, have to turn up the heat!

+ in childhood home garage, looking up the driveway at the L's house across the street. It's night. The L's are active in their house, in the upstairs left room someone's lifting weights. I close the garage door even more because I don't want them to see me [DREAM SIGN] and because I want to change. I look down on the floor and see a woman's evening dress laid out. It is sleeveless, and that's a good thing in order to play a string instrument concerto in because the arms should be free.

I'm looking through the closed garage door back up at the L's , it is almost completely translucent but I can see that it is still closed, yet I can see through it easily. I wonder if it blocks the view in the other direction looking in.

+ in racquetball court, warming up? There is a group warm-up going on led by a teacher, kind of like a dance. I see out the door that my partner has arrived, and I stick my head out briefly and wave at him to get his attention, then return to the dancing warmup. There is a rhyming foreign-language song going on to the rhythm of the dance.

+ crossing the street at night, I'm surrounded by a group of deformed vagabonds, they are reaching their hands towards me, I instantly detect a pickpocketing scam and push them all away from me. They're asking directions to the concert and I don't want to tell them anything.

at another (daytime) crossing a woman is lying in the street. We bend down to see if she's OK but it turns out to be a doll?

+ (f) in a car, a bunch of black thugs is carjacking us? I start asking them scientific questions to confuse them, but one of them I realize is the brother of a famous physicist, so I start asking questions about thermodynamics that always confused me.

+ (f) approaching a planted garden laid out in regular rows. A pile of prepared food including turkey [DIET DREAM SIGN lol], one piece is gooey and undercooked, this couldn't be mine, I always cook it fully. Someone picks up a large slab of meat of some sort.

+ (f) descending into a grocery store, I'm ambushed, and I fight back and beat them badly. I go outside and ambush some more of them.

Frustrated!! My first moment of almost lucidity 2 nights ago and since then my recall has been next to nothing.

Last night this is it:

1) I was at school and for some reason didn't have my school uniform to wear that morning so I was allowed to go home to get it.

2) Chasing someone down a train - I think they were suicidal and we have to find them before it was too late.

Shortly after going to bed I noticed I was being drawn into a WILD. I could feel my body swaying back and forth at varying levels of intensity. I tried to tell myself to remain aware, but in the end I fell asleep regularly.

Blade
I'm sitting at a round table with a number of people. Two of them are my classmates/friends. I'm not sure who the others are. At the opposite point of where I'm sitting, a rectangular table has been attached to the round table. There are more people sitting there, but I don't remember who. There's gonna be a fight I think, though it's an organised one. Something is being handed out. Pencils? The handing out is based on some type of seniority system. At first I get one, but when I mentioned that I am (one of) the youngest it's taken away again. Having one gives you the right to participate in the fight I believe. The fight is against a blonde Polish classmate of mine. She is wielding some type of katana. Despite me not having a pencil I am chosen as the second person to fight her. I don't want to. I know she will pretty much destroy me. I fight anyway.

Somewhere early on in the fight I use my left hand to fend off an attack. I'm holding her katana by the blade, but it's not cutting into my flesh. Somewhere vaguely I sense that this is a simulation. Next thing I know I'm sitting on her back. She doesn't seem bothered by my weight. Someone shouts in excitement that she's trying to plant the katana between my shoulder blades. If she manages to do so she wins by default. I struggle for the katana with her. Eventually I bend it and am able to plant it between her shoulder blades. I get cheered on and am feeling proud of myself for managing to win this fight. Apparently this doesn't happen often.

Parkour
I'm in what seems like a playground, messing around a little bit. I'm doing some basic parkour jumps which also involve a fence. Eventually I do something more challenging; from a sitting position I fall back and grab the bars of the fence, pushing myself forward again and doing a roll. I end with a frontflip. I do this routine a few times. I know there's someone on the playground with me, but I'm not really paying attention to that person. I start thinking about how it's best if I don't do a sideflip, cause I've tried that perhaps 3 times in my life. I see it happening anyway, making me wonder if I'm the one who did the flip.

Fragments
> I'm in the backseat of an Uber. I forgot to check the surge, but it seems like I'll end up paying €3,40. The driver wants me to pay €4,40 though. Uhh, no. He left the engine running for a bit longer. I'm not sure if I'll have enough coins. I seem quite stuck in this dream, counting my coins over and over and the price keeps increasing. By the time I get out of the dream the price was €7,40. At that point in the dream my grandma was there, saying something in Surinam to a guy I don't know.

> There are three groups inside a building. Groups 1 and 2 are supposedly going to work together to take group 3 down. Group 1 is double crossing group 2 though and is secretly working together with group 3. The ambush is that people whom are walking around the building watching YouTube on their phone are going to stab the members from group 2. It's a bit chaotic. At some point I'm witnessing this while in some guy's body. He gets stabbed by a cute girl. He asks her for a last kiss and she thinks it's cute. Before she does she asks him if this isn't a ploy to stab her back. He says it's not, but tries to stab her anyway.

-- Had more, but I have stuff to do today damnit!

There are parts of longer dreams but the rest seems not very interesting.

Mental hospital
I was with my mom on the car-park. She went to the bathroom in some strange building which was a shop previously. I entered there and looking around. The place was full of rust and a little creepy (but I wasn't scared). It was a mental hospital but looked more like a house (I remember a bathtub). There were 2 patients. Some adult woman and very young boy (3-4 years). He was laying on his bed with tons of food (especially sweets) and he was fat. He had a problem with eating. I was going to ignore him but he called me (by name I think). We was talking for a while but I don't remember much:
Boy: Do you like eating?
Me: Yes, I do. But not so many things at once.
I was trying to be nice however he looked to me like a tease at first.
Me: You will understand this when you'll be older.
Boy: Yeah, I know this joke.
Me: It's not a joke.
Boy: You are wiser than my dad.
He showed me his DJ. I couldn't read anything, there weren't even words I think. I thought that he should try LD to fix his mental problems.

Pigeons
I was taking pigeons to some rectangular, transparent, big, plastic aquarium. I had to close them there but the lid was high on shelves. Then I saw that 3 of them are without heads. All of them were alive. Sth like that but there were flash and stuff: http://orig00.deviantart.net/a68e/f/...d_by_mprox.png . Apparently I did this to them. Later I saw that they're all cooked (they looked the same, only there were more brown color). My brother was there and I told him what I've done and he told me that it's ok - even better - because he likes pigeons in this form. Bon Appetit then.

3/3/2016

In this dream I'm with a guy, apparently my boyfriend(?) , at the train station/prison hybrid where he is being kept prisoner. I'm pretty sure I'm there to ask him about alcohol to take with me out with my friends, since I'm fairly broke and haven't got enough money to buy my own and It's a necessity if I'm not going to feel uncomfortable the whole night. He tells me there's some in his apartment and I go upstairs, there are scumbag inmates all over the place calling to me, mocking me and whatnot.

"Hey, what room was yours?" I call down to him over the railing of the upper floor.
"It's 505!" He shouts back.

A woman slides up beside me and opens the door slightly, presumably to demonstrate that It's unlocked.
"Does he always leave his door open like that?" I ask her, and wonder if she even knows him.

She shrugs, and I push open the door. There are no drinks any-where, I look over counter tops and inside a bedside table before determining that they must be under his bed for some reason. Surely enough I'm right, and I pick up a small flask of vodka, a larger bottle of whiskey and some absinthe and stuff them into my bag. I leave the apartment, but now I have a new problem. On the ground floor, right next to my boyfriend and the staircase down, there's a warden patrolling. I walk low, and try to descend the staircase without drawing any attention to myself. It's no use, and I am caught. He rummages through my bag, not seeming to care that I don't belong here, and finds a tube of skin cream. He accuses us of using it to get drunk, which we vehemently deny. He takes it away, and sentences me to prison with the rest of them. I jump down off the platform and onto the train tracks, stretching out ahead of me is a dark tunnel. I begin running down the tunnel, the warden screams at his officers to capture me, but I manage to evade most of them
I run as far as I can before I can't run any further, two officers blocking my path, a nasty looking woman and another man.

"Make sure you close the door up ahead, the one that's unlocked. We wouldn't want him reaching the last gate and getting free."

I am dragged off to a separate section, which is for some reason a patch of outside, like a park or something. I go inside, and there are other prisoners there, none that I have previously met or know in reality. I sit down on a park bench, and notice there are horses and alligators everywhere. I talk to the other prisoners, I think there's a woman, a larger man and one or two other people with no distinguishing features. The warden of this section of the "prison" talks to us, and begins throwing out different colored pieces of garlic, which attracts all the alligators to us. I sit on the very back of the park bench and put my feet up, there's the female inmate beside me and she does the same. I ask the warden how long I'm going to be here for.

"Thirty years." She replies bluntly, throwing a purple onion my way.
"Thirty years?!" I ask in disbelief, and she nods.
"That's right, you're not getting out here until you're one hundred and thirty."

So apparently I was already one hundred years old but looked and felt like I was in my twenties. I became friends with the inmates around me, but felt very upset at the prospect of being stuck in this place. As far as I can tell I woke up soon after.

Before this, there is a fragment about my uncle and his dog, and also my comic book shop.

The dream begins with me at my house when suddenly my Dungeons and Dragons Playgroup is there and like completely filling up my house. Random people are showing up and my house is suddenly much larger and more luxurious looking. Someone mentions how if we stay here we'll miss the session.

I then wake up and go back to sleep, but this time I'm dreaming I'm with Batman and he's on his Yacht throwing a huge party. But, there are these alien creatures with massive jaws that are disguising themselves as people around. A butler near me suddenly starts chasing after me and I know he's one of them. I run past a poker game and am running all around this massive yacht while everyone around is yelling and panicking while these aliens are attacking. I see Batman get attacked by one, but I figure that he will be okay. I jump out the side and manage to get on a Jetski, I turn back and I see that the Yacht has many levels to it and is in some shallow swampy area. As I'm riding the jetski, I start doing jump and thinking about how any number of the aliens could escape from the yacht and disguise themselves as people, causing a massive alien invasion.

2/3/16:
Dream 1: A couple of people and I were watching the new star wars movie.

Dream 2: There was a documentary sort of thing about these 5 people who combined to do the highest vertical leap. They had a ball which they passed along from one member to another until the last guy, with all this momentum, took a step up a cliff face and sprung up a few metres. This last guy was really tall, 7 feet at least, and sprung up crazily high, it was amazing to see.

Dream 3: I was travelling through an underground lake sort of thing, with a few other people I think. I can't remember the details too well, but we got sent the wrong way and ended up trapped by some evil force, however we managed to escape. I then guided us to an opening where there was sky light and this beautiful valley opened up. There were half a dozen or so other people there who had appeared to be waiting for me. A meeting started, and apparently this was a group of worldbuilders which I had been a part of years ago but which had fell through. They had reunited here in this valley which we had started creating years ago to finish it off. I 'remembered' all this and starting helping out with carving out the river and shaping the side of the mountain.

Dream 4: I had to take my little brother to school, and then a sort of FA where I was awake talking to my twin brother when our mum cam in and made him take my other brother to school since I had done it last time.

earlier:
+ (f) I'm looking at a thing that can pass through other objects, I'm wondering about the kind of materials

(probably others, forgotten)

later:
+ PTL1 (very vivid and present)
Outside in daylight collecting all the mail that's accumulated while we've been gone (from prior adult home), there's quite a bit it takes several handfuls to get it all. I enter our home and there are other people there. The place is wildly decorated and they look strange. Then I remember that we've rented to place out to them and they must still be here. There are a couple of girls in the dining area and they're dressed weirdly and they're doing something like giving a haircut or something.

I go walking through the house. I notice right away that they've tiled the hallway with large square plexiglass plates, I guess to protect the hardwood floors.

I go into (S1's room?) at the end of the hall and I'm inspecting the floor. There are a bunch of black marks on it, I'm kind of pissed about that. I get down with my face to floor level [DREAM SIGN] and I look carefully, I see an area that seems to be charred as if by fire. I look at the area under the bed and there are a lot of black scratch marks there, as if someone has been really active in that bed jumping around making these marks. Then I see more clear plexiglass placed under the bed, in an attempt to stop the marks, but it's obviously not working.

I look at the charred place again and imagine there was a fire. I look at the spot where there is a char and a hole, and I feel a blast of cold are coming up through the hole.

There's a renter there, and he compliments me on how well we sealed the floor so that drafts don't come up.

Looking at the walls of the (same/different?) room and they've been demolished. The wallboard has been ripped off and there are tons of pipes and ropes and just junk filling the wall. I think this is going to be a monumental effort to clean up and replace. I wonder if I can do it myself. The renter comments, "nah, it can easily be fixed up for $30,000".

I walk back up the hallway and there is a short guy there wearing an odd contraption and he has a big quarrel full of (rock salt? sugar crystals?). He's playing capture the flag, and he's wearing a thing that holds the flag on his back (?) and he has a gun that shoots that granulated salt/sugar if an enemy removes the flag, I think that stuff would sting if it hit you.

+ Boy and other odd smaller kids
Outside on a street, there is a dark-skinned boy there, I have some interaction with him, and he goes into his house. I follow. There are no parents there. (Some more stuff, don't remember). Then I hear crying from another room. I go in and there are two smaller children there. All these kids have been abandoned? They're crying really loudly now. I look at one and pick it up and I'm trying to determine its gender and it shrinks to a doll sized wrinkled sick looking thing in my hands. I look at the other kid and it's a boy who seems normal sized.

(waking, BTS?)

+ PTL 2
I'm back in PTL, this time with my sons (younger age) in the living room. We're looking out the large window onto the front lawn, there is a bunch of random stuff piled there. Son S1 mentions the hose is blocked. I go outside and I'm standing at the top of the lawn, looking at the grass. There is a large section where the grass has died and is just bare dirt. Also the landscaped path to the driveway is messed up and needs to be redone.

I go to the street and there is a tall column thing where I take the hose. I un-crinkle it and turn it on. I adjust the nozzle and get a strong stream of water. I walk around the column to face the front lawn, now standing in the street, and start spraying the random things on the lawn with water to wash them. One is some photo-memorial with a random picture in it? I'm a bit concerned about getting water in the house. I go back in and tell S1 that the hose works fine it just needed to be stretched out and unkinked.

waking, BTS

+ In the kitchen of a fast food restaurant, with a lot of immigrant workers. I try to get out of their way while they're working but there's a lot of them and a lot of clutter so I have to just stand there while they work. They're making a couple of burgers. One of the ingredients is zucchini. Aha I think, interesting secret ingredient! But it turns out they're just making deep-friend zucchini along with the burgers. The zucchini is sliced and put on a platter with a big thing of (tomato sauce?). The main chef guy carries a big tureen of sauce by me. They're making 2 burgers. They're putting sauce on them, and a lot of it so that it runs down the sides.