non-lucid

November 26, 2014

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I was inside some sort of video game, and I was completing a quest. But this was my second time doing the quest; I was on a dummy save file and was only getting the reward from the quest so I could send it to my main save file.

So, I was doing this quest so fast that NPCs thought I was some sort of God. I skipped a few steps too. Toward the end of the quest, I was talking with a few make NPCs who, the first time I'd played the game, had given my false information. You were supposed to go to that location and do some side quest in order to find out the NPCs had been mistaken, and I actually had to go to the Bell Tower. So when they told me what I was looking for was in some other location, I told them, "Nah I already know where to go. It's at the Bell Tower."

And they followed me to the bell tower to see if I was right. When I was, they were amazed and asked me how I knew all this. I ignored them and went to the next part of my quest: I had to climb this big ladder to get the final piece of the puzzle. But the wrongs were coated in something deadly to me, and so I had to go around asking NPCs for their shirts, so I could put the shirts on the wrongs so they wouldn't touch my skin when I climbed.

I got the last piece, and took it to this room that, now that I think about it, felt a LOT like a room in another dream from long ago... Anyways, I had to climb another ladder that was leaning against nothing. It was also super tall and went just within reach of a trap-door in the fielding of the room. I had to climb the ladder without it falling and attach the final piece to the trapdoor so that I could open it, to get into a glass dome at the top of the world with the reward in it. I remember that it was a little terrifying to be on the ladder even though it was the second time I'd done it.

I woke up when I picked up the quest reward.

November 25, 2014

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So in this dream, there were like five different story-lines that happened in the same pool.

It was the pool at a house my aunt owned. The house itself resembled one she lived in for a while when I was a kid, but that house didn't have a pool...
Anyways, the house was my aunt's, and in the first of the story-lines, I was swimming in the pool with my brothers, cousins, and my cousins's best friend and roommate from high school. I somehow found out she was a crack dealer, and this was somehow so life-shattering. I've only met this girl like three times in my life, but somehow this news just shattered me, and I told my older brother about it and he flipped out, too.

In the second plot, the pool was the site of some sort of cub-scouts or camp-type thing. There were boats in the pool (it was pretty big), and we were all earning some merit badges. It was a co-ed group or something. But the other scouts really didn't like me, and so they kept pushing me into the water and trying to sabotage me.

In the third plot, it was night time, and the pool was lit up. There was a party going on, so there were a lot of people in the pool. In one of the corners, there was a huge group of people globbed together. I also saw a couple making out or something. I was sitting on the ladder and watching people, talking to my brothers who were nearby. I decided to swim around, and when I got around the huge group of people, I noticed the light in that corner of the pool was out. I was about to turn around, when someone grabbed my ankle and dragged me under. I could see arms and legs flailing around me, and thought that I was getting tangled in the lovers having sex in the water, but I wasn't sure really what was going on. I was drowning though, I knew that. It was really scary, but I could breathe. I got very slightly aware at that point, but the dream shifted and it was daytime and I surfaced. There were no people around me, and it was light, but the sun was setting. I get out of the water as fast as a could, because it was turning into monsters and demons and dogs that were bighting me. I told my brother that the water was out to get me, and even the pool toys were going to hurt me. I never actually saw the water and pool toys turn into monsters, but I had memories and visions of it happening that kept flashing in my vision. I ran inside to the kitchen and pretty much lost lucidity and sat on the table, holding my knees and staring out the window at the pool. My whole family was really worried that I was going crazy, and tried to coax me back out to the pool.

By the time I got back out to the pool, I was in a new (the 5th and final of them) plot-line. In this one, I had heard about a local legend about a water god and a mortal woman who had fallen in love. But they also had a deep wish to save humanity. The only way they could do that was to perform a ritual that could grant any wish. The ritual was such that they would have to basically become corpses, unmoving and unfeeling, all but one day of the year. Every year, they had to perform the ritual again. Only for that day, they could become live flesh again in order to continue the ritual. But because any other people could come and perform the ritual for their own wish, the lovers also had to guard the underwater temple on the day of the ritual and not allow any to enter, lest the wrong wish be granted.

I had heard of this legend a while ago, so it was in the back of my mind as I swam in the pool, enjoying the fresh air and cool water. I noticed that the water was flowing over an edge (the edge where the huge group was before, actually), and went to investigate it. I found out I could swim over the edge and became fish-like in my movements. I swam into an underwater building-like thing, and found that I could breathe underwater. I looked around, and suddenly there was a corpse that looked just like me. Like it could have been me, if I wasn't right there. I actually patted myself to check I was still there, and knew something was off, but didn't realize I was dreaming. My heightened awareness level made this weird in-between state very interesting. It was like a normal dream with bursts of lucidity fractions of a second long.

The corpse-me suddenly opened its eyes, and grabbed me as I went toward the entrance to the stairs that led to a room I felt drawn to. I struggled with me, and suddenly realized that I must be the mortal woman from the legend. I knew me was me, but Me didn't know I was her. I was almost at the stairs, and she was about to kill me, but I turned and yelled, "IT'S THE GLEICHE WISH FOR ME!" (Gleiche=German for same)

Me let me go, and must have realized I was her, and turned to live-flesh. She took my hand and we both went up the stairs. The water God was up there, and when he saw us both, he took our hands and led us to a bed. Apparently the ritual was intense sex. And since it was me, another me, and him, it was super weird but that made it more exciting. There were some very interesting sensations there. The other me watched the ritual, then closed her eyes, we sent back in time a few days, and I felt my body turning into a zombie-thing. The water God whispered something about loving me forever and to wait for him until next year. I saw him also turn to zombie-corpse version, and the dream faded, and I opened my eyes back at the pool house a few days prior.



This all happened in less than an hour, and because of the weird terror portion of it, I couldn't sleep much after that. But I did manage another 2-ish hours at 4am, and had this next dream:

I was a high school student filming a movie, and I got on a boat to find a site to film at, and the boat was huge. It looked like a normal jet-boat on the outside, but the inside was so huge. Like everything was just too big.

I was with my male classmate, who wrote the story with me, and we landed at an island with a 3rd world-ish society on it. We were going to film at the school on that island, but we found out someone had dammed the river that flowed through the town. It was a vital part of the story, so we were worried, but we found the culprit, who was a student at the school who hated everyone. But the kid found out the water was dying because he'd blocked it, and so he let it go again and we were able to film.

I'm on a ship in a storm, approaching a whirlpool, almost certainly about to sink. None of this affects me, I'm only passing through, but I know one of the men on this ship. I talk to him, asking if he's familiar with a certain infamous pirate - I name a name. He doesn't recognize it. That's a pity - in actuality he's quite close with the woman I named, I was just trying to find out where I am in the timeline. If he doesn't recognize that name for her, that means we're so early in the timeline that she hasn't gone to sea yet. If this had just happened a little later, I could have brought her here to save him. But there's nothing I can do for him here and now. I step up onto the railing at the edge of the deck, looking for the portal in the storm.

As Rumpelstiltskin (in name and appearance at least - mentally, I'm still halfway the version of me from that storm scene), there's a small group of men who've retrieved the witch bottle in which I was trapped for a very long time. They've retrieved it from a point in the timeline when I was still inside it, so as I'm watching them from hiding, I catch sight of that past version of me inside the bottle. He looks so incredibly young to me, though I haven't physically aged since then. It's all the emotion on his face, the fear. I focus on the pebbled skin, new to him - I realize they've taken the bottle from almost immediately after I first lost human form.

When I realize that, I become agitated, anxious, a sort of coldness around my heart (such a strong emotion that it lasted a minute after I woke up - that hasn't happened in a while, I enjoyed that). The emotion is partially from forcibly remembering how it had felt when I'd been in that bottle myself, a sort of flashback feeling. There was something I'd been desperate to avert, but I'd been unable to do anything about it from inside that trap. But remembering isn't the only reason I'm so worked up - if I take that bottle now, there's a chance I could change how things unfold in his timeline, save his version of the person I'd wanted to save. Nothing that's happened since that time has mattered to me as much as this. But I hesitate to act - I'm terrified of how it could go wrong, of wasting this miraculous chance.

As I follow the men with the witch bottle - I'm walking on rooftops or listening from behind stone walls, out of sight - one of them is talking. He's not the leader of their little group, but he's the one who was able to retrieve the bottle from the past. They hadn't been aiming for the bottle specifically, they'd just been trying to capture me, and time can get a bit fuzzy when you're reaching between worlds. You have to be specific. He's saying, "It's the wrong time. He has little power now." It's the present me they wanted, or at least a version of me with a few more centuries behind him than that frightened thing in the bottle.

Dream 1

Something about my dog having a terrible kidney disease and he needed medicine. Me and my cousins were thinking of who would buy the medicine for him. The next thing I remember is cartoons appearing and something about a flie. It was really random. The last thing I recall is going to a computer and my cousins were around. By mistake I clicked on a button and the screen froze on some dirty pictures. I freaked out and tried to close it and than it turned all white and glitchy. My cousin said she didn't see anything and something about TMNT.A Nintendo than appeared in front of me and I woke up.

Dream 2

After something non lucid occurred I was being pulled to somewhere in my dream. I was trying to hold onto my pants and I appeared at a library but than walked to my house hallway. I was watching someone draw but than a invisible DC started kicking me around. I told it to leave me alone and asked if it was just beating me up because it was attached to Eye. It said no and kept trying to annoy me so I pushed It away and ran somewhere else.

I appeared in a tall school building that looked it was mixed with a apartment building and school. I saw a small group of people, a tall dirty blonde haired man and a girl showing the people to a desk. Each of them were given a Christmas tree ginger bread cookie and a title. I remember that the girl said one of the guy's name and that he got the title "The Peacemaker". I was hanging around and wanted a cookie sooooo badly. But I didn't want to ruin the DCs moments. I felt like I didn't deserve a cookie because I didn't belong here anyways.

I started to go up the stairs with them but than the girl suddenly remembered that there was a meeting at the auditorium or something like that. They ran downstairs and I saw the tall dirty blonde hair guy was going to take the bright small gold illuminated elevator.I stared at the elevator thinking it would collapse with him in it. I did not want to go there. He got out of the elevator, sighed than open a door to my side in front of the stairs.(owO When did that door get there!?) I said thanks though and started walking down the stairs as he went up in the elevator.

When I got down I saw a cute yellow parakeet under a white table and put it on my finger. But than there were scrunchys on the table that started to change to a chicken. The scene was than interuppted by a old blonde lady that was supposedly talking to angels about how she knew she was still her no matter where she was but she wanted to go back to Denver Colorado and didn't want to die at a McDonalds restaurant from choking or something else.

Dream 3

I appeared in a game like world that looked like it was a Zelda world. I was in a forest like place near a secret lake and rock. I jumped from a high rock down to where a frog like character was. It told me that I could take the secret arch like stone teleporter to a secret place. I was excited and decided to take it.

A small wind appeared and I was transported into a part of the forest where there was huge leaves and stalks that accended to somewhere. There were gun shots in the area and I decided to follow a tall guy I saw running with a gun up the stem. As I was following him I heard more gunshots and started to hover a bit.

But when I came out I appeared in front of a group of observers who were armed and dressed like battle characters. I said sayonara to them as I was hovering but one of them who looked like Eye pulled me back. He asked "What the heck are you doing here!?" Than put me in a portal to a bed that was in a bright apartment setting.

He than bended my finger and started to tell me that I wasn't welcomed there and to stay out of the way. He laughed than dissapeared and another DC appeared. It asked me if I was happy or something. I was like yeah because I'm gonna go back there and beat him up. I was about to fly out the apartment through the window but than noticed a tan old lady cartoon sitting on a chair. Than I woke up.

11.27.14

I'm standing with other recruits and members of a spy agency. Somewhere outside, near a slope with dirt and some eucalyptus trees and bushes. I don't wanna be there, because we are there against our will. So I'm escaping. These agents were female, btw.

I run, but they are immediatelly after me. I duck under a flat stone that has only few inches off the ground some free space. One agent kneels down and looks through the hole in the stone, but few feet from where I am and he doesn't see me. Another one kneels right beside me and is quietly waiting for me to notice. I notice that I have been caught and I see myself being led away. I don't like that so I take my slim chance and run again.

I make it to some small shack with 3 others. People keep coming by, but we lay down under the window so they cant see directly down and we hope to stay undetected.

This happens again, we lay down, but one of us is smoking and that makes the other one crawl away. I can tell that this movement will be visible.

A reporter is peeking through the window and I hear him say "nobody here". I breathe a sigh or relief. But then he continues "only the family that moved here few days ago". I instantly see some black dresses agents miles away, that were looking for us, hearing these news and rushing towards our location. We don't have much time, have to run again.

Caution: large amount of side notes/rambling based off of a rather short dream. Be ready.

I was reading a Wikipedia page titled 'Hawaiian Spirituality' but right under it was a picture of a different island, not Hawaii. The island couldn't have been more than 10-15 miles across and had three, tall, jagged volcanic peaks. Only one of them, the shortest one was active though. The coast of the island had the typical rainforests with palm trees, and a tiny village opposite the volcano. I also recall seeing the picture was taken around sunset/sunrise.
There were at least a dozen lines of perfectly clear text beneath it. I recall the words being bold and very widely spaced, so they were pretty easy to read. The page talked about how the natives of the island worshiped two gods. One of the volcano and one of the sea.
The volcano god was portrayed as a giant magma golem with one eye who was the god of chaos and creation. He was the one who created the volcano that the island existed on.
The sea god was portrayed as a sea serpent who's breathing created the waves and when she swam in circles she would create typhoons. She was the god of slow, methodical destruction. She could also breathe out ice storms.
Neither god was viewed in a negative context because they were both destructive and helpful to the people. Without the sea, the people on the island who ate fish would starve. (The fish and the sea god were connected.) And without the volcano god, there would be no nutrients in the soil, and all the plants would die on the island, and the people that lived there couldn't build their houses or farm.
In fact, the gods were considered friends, even a married couple in the mythos. And the island and everyone on it was their child. They believed in a philosophy of balance because if the world was just a frigid sea no life could exist and if the world was just a molten wasteland, no life could exist. The world belonged in balance, and this was the ultimate message of the story; that great things can come from balance.
I then read of how the natives of the island believed that when someone was born, they were born with either a blue soul, a gift from the god of the sea, or an orange soul, a gift from the god of the volcano. This also determined what elements you could control. Orange souls could control magma, earth and fire. Blue souls could control ice, water and air. These were because the souls were 'fragments' of a god's soul and thus granted you a small amount of their power over these elements.
I continued reading, there was something about creating a 'soul wave', some kind of offensive maneuver that can damage/destroy one's soul, and manipulating the energy in one's own body, as well as others. It was talking about some kind of meditation they practiced. It was at this point that I became lucid, and realized that I was actually reading about Manei's culture. (After all it was shown before that she was a native of a tropical island, had blue eyes and could control water, so she fits into the lore of this place perfectly.)
I then wanted to figure out what my dream-self meant? Bicolored eyes? Do I have the powers of both gods? I couldn't find anything relevant on it, but then again, this was a 'Wikipedia' article.
One of the things I recall reading before waking was that you didn't necessarily have to be a member of the native population to be born with these powers. If you were born on the island you were given orange soul or blue soul.
I woke up around here.

11.26.14

Last night bed around 11 or so till 9:20 am. Tried a WILD around 12:30pm, but just couldn't fall asleep. But I recalled a dream from that night.

I'm looking at Ophelia's hands, that are in front of me. I see them, as if they were mine, right in front of my face. She has a copper colored elephant ring on her left hand, silver colored one with small colorfull stones on the same finger, and another ring on another finger. Perhaps one more. And a necklace type chain between 2 fingers.

Morning of November 27, 2014. Thursday.



In my vivid non-lucid dream, I had set up an otherwise family-based “maximum well-being” scenario that was altered by annoying nuances once my dream was beginning to stabilize and progress on the momentum of the less-precise scripting. The holographic numeric keypad layer over my left hand (for in-dream “programming” and “channel changing”) brought in all the members of my immediate family, but also brought in my wife’s mother and a few others. Also, the environment was not defined yet and presently seems to be my second-storey childhood Rose Street apartment in La Crosse (which burned down over twenty years ago). The first scene is a birthday party of our youngest daughter.

Everything seems fine at first. However, I eventually see that my unwelcome mother-in-law is playing with our youngest daughter in an overly rough way and also, I believe she may be lying to all our children about various things to wrongfully influence them. She is somehow lifting her with her feet and putting her up over her head, slightly behind her (which reflects a real-life perspective of about eighteen years ago where she acted crazed and “cornered” by the nurses and security guards and I feared she was going to toss our newborn son out the window of the maternity ward), and it dawns on me that she should not be in the residence or have any contact with our family at all even though she is presently in a cheerful passive stage. I tell her to get out and never come back.

Soon, she and at least two others are off to contact the authorities about one of her typically fabricated claims. Two unknown females visit later as well; some sort of social workers, it seems, and are also somehow involved in her problematic plans against my family (as she had done in real life to a variety of people and almost all her neighbors). I vaguely think about “resetting” my dream but I am not lucid thus do not consider all the limitless potential of dreams at the time, but during this time I press a number sequence on my keypad that changes the DNA of dream characters so that when she comes back with investigators they will find that she is not even my wife’s mother as she claims, as I had already told this to other authorities by that point. I tap the palm of my left hand with the fingers of my left hand (curved over) to deactivate the keypad (into invisibility) until I decide to use it again.

Eventually, there are several unknown people coming into our apartment from downstairs. It is as I expect. My wife’s mother and youngest sister have no matching DNA and there are no records she is related or even associated with her. It is a relief to be justifiably victorious in this scenario though I have to “upgrade” one of the females into a higher-ranking police officer to take everyone else away. The first set of clothes do not quite fit, so I have to make a couple minor adjustments as they balloon out slightly before taking a perfect fit to her form. She is patient enough to accept the slightly slower transition before going fully into character. I go into a long speech, asking the others present, including a ship’s captain it seems, about why people like this are not put into mental institutions so as not to create problems for other people - and I also mention how she has caused problems for over two hundred people with false crime reports and continuously lying to government agencies, including while pretending to be different people. (I reflect on how she once eventually and unexpectedly ended up talking to the person she was pretending to be over the telephone, which was quite amusing.)

I activate my keypad and press the number “8” (middle of third row of four rows - 1 2 3, 4 5 6, 7 8 9, * 0 #) for a “portal” in the form of a bathroom (which symbolizes purification during transitions) with two opposite doors - the entrance doorway of which forms on a hallway wall, to either wake or go into a different dream. The room is slightly cramped, but all of my family members walk through the doorway, to go to the other doorway that opens into a hallway of a different dream. A boy, who may be a younger version of my oldest son, seems to be spitting up any negative energies from the previous dream scenario. Meanwhile, two very heavyset women have an argument and eventual physical fight as the previous section of my dream loses cohesion and they do not regard my presence at all (possibly triggered by two or more people yelling on the street outside our home in real life).

I end up at a different party with an alternate version of my wife who is not that much like her - probably a glitch in the intended scenario which I cannot remember setting.

I say hello to Dagwood Bumstead and Blondie, who are sitting on different armchairs and drinking cocktails near the main entrance of the apartment. They look like real people and not comic strip characters for the most part. However, Dagwood looks a bit unusual with his odd hairstyle (as in the comic strip) as well as a bit frail. I converse with them for a time. Dagwood’s boss is also there but I cannot remember his name. I settle on “Mr. Bagely” (bagel-lee) but that is not correct and this is after I think of “Mr. Beasley” - who is actually the mailman. (The boss’s last name is actually “Dithers”.) I ask his boss what sort of advertising they mostly do and he says “furniture”, which is not reflective of the real-life comic (it is actually a construction company).

My alternate wife is conversing with an unknown female (or another version of my wife) who is standing undressed near her armchair and I recognize that two unrelated lines from the scripting likely got cross-linked and glitched-out and I become annoyed. I decide to leave because the music (though not that loud) is annoying as well. I go out and discover that the area looks a bit like Gillette Street but also with Rose Street elements (in reality that area of Rose Street is completely different now, not remotely resembling how it looked in the 1960s). A heavyset man follows me down the street as I walk east (on the south side of the street) and I turn, materializing a gun in my right hand to shoot him, but instead, a huge powerful stream of water comes out and knocks him down from over fifteen feet away. Another man on the opposite side of the street starts pointing and laughing as if in relief he is not in much danger. As I continue, I am ready to take to the air, but I notice Smokey the Bear, carrying a shovel, emerging from a poster on an alleyway wall and he will possibly be problematic as he heads toward me. Apparently, he may be able to fly as well, so I press the hash key (meaning “turn my dream off”) and am out of there. (I have no idea why Smokey the Bear appeared, though I often have pyrokinetic abilities in dreams, but did not use any in this one - the shovel possibly related to mortality or concern of being buried. However, there is also a brief reflection on a rather crude comedic poster I had as a teenager that displayed “forest fires prevent bears” as a spoof on the Smokey Bear public service announcements.)

November 22, 2014

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I was at home, and my mom had taken a trip of some sort. It was indefinite in length, and apparently when it's just dad, we just drink a lot of beer?

I was walking out in the backyard, and found out my parents had bought the field behind the house and built a hotel on the land. From the outside it appeared to be just a huge concrete cube or something. Rather ugly in general.

But when I went inside, I was blown away at the exotic beauty of the whole place. It was wide-open but also cramped in a very colorful way. I walked around the first floor, and was fascinated with all of it. The dining area was all sort of carved or shaped out of natural clay and then painted and textured with bright colors. The stools were in all different shapes and sizes. No two tables were the same. There were also quite a few mirrors all around the building.

At some point I had to go to the bathroom. It was a largish room with separate little rooms for stalls, and low-lit. It was co-Ed. When I was in my stall, there was a knock on the door and a face popped over the top, they told me and everyone else in the stalls to stand up for some sort of game/bonding experience...

After I managed to get out of that situation, I was sitting in my backyard watching a sky-writer that was hired for the opening of the hotel. But apparently the sky-writer was in a bad mood, because he was writing out peoples' deppest, darkest secrets.

November 21, 2014

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I was with Zukin in a coastal town. We'd been hiking or something, and had to stay with a group of people in a cabin in the foothills or mountains. Lots of trees around, because the cabin was in a forest.

It turned out that there was a huge power plant of some sort just off the coast, and it was going to blow. Or it was radioactive or something. Basically, everyone in the area was quarantined and that meant that Zukin and I couldn't go back home.

And so we had to stay at that cabin with those people... At first they hated us (or at least avoided us like the plague) because we were just too weird for them.

So we were sitting at a patio table with that group of people some days later. They had gotten at least used to us by then, so we were all talking and looking up at the night sky. It was fucking beautiful. The sky was so huge. Like, huger than huge. It just seemed so big. There were stars and galaxies and nebulae visible and so many colors. We were watching for shooting stars and flying ships (Whoa, just remembered some dreams I've had about night skies and things flying and whatnot... Huh! In one of them I think I was watching the sky for a sign that something was happening. Like there were spacecraft out there lighting up the sky and I was watching them fly for some reason, like all the movements meant something. Anyways.)

So we were sitting at this table under this huge, colorful, beautiful night sky, and there is suddenly a sound and we see a sky-ship above us. It's got four circular hover thingies, which are all lit up. A speaker announced, "Attention. The following people have been authorized to leave the area. Will the following step into the cabin and prepare to be taken into the ship:"

And they called my name first, and I was so happy and ran into the house, assuming Zukin would be called next. But she wasn't. They called four of the seven people, and Zukin wasn't one of them. When I found out her name wasn't called, I flipped out and tried to get back outside. One of the guys in our group shook me by the shoulders and told me to get a hold of myself and not do anything stupid.

But I still tried to get outside and kept yelling that I refused to go with them without Zukin, and I was about to get away, but they tranquilized me and I woke up :(

I was in a place that looks very much like high school. I was going to meet some people. I passed by them unseen.

A dinosaur. Skinned? Dead?

i had a few small dreams last night... i had 5 of them. but most are super short and boring so ill just post the good one.


setting- i was a younger girl in this dream. In this dream, it was just my father and i. we lived in a remote rural area. my father was over-protective, so i was always inside trying to talk to people online. I was a short pale girl probably about 13 years old with long straight black hair and blue eyes. my Father was a fat balding man, who whore a brown suspenders with a light green button up shirt undernearth; with light brown pants.

I was sitting in the living room of our house with my dad. he was reading a newspaper and had a cigar in his mouth. he never lit his cigars, just put them in his mouth for the flavour. (this is something my grandfather used to do.) I had wanted to take a funny picture, so i told my dad to put his fingers to his head in the shape of a gun. he pretended to do it, then when i raised my phone to take the picture he reached out and slapped the phone out of my hands, and started scolding me. "what are ya stupid?! im not taking a picture like that!! *mumbles* stupid kid...."
i remember getting really upset. i just wanted to take a funny picture... what was so bad about it? why dad always yell at me?? I grabbed the phone off the floor and went downstairs. downstars was actually underneather the house... there was a tunnel for cars underneath it to go through... (though there was no road, and one entrance was blocked off, so it was a one way in and out.) i was sitting down there just kinda sulking. i found 2 newspapers down there and decided to look through them... that's when things started gettin freaky. The first newspaper i picked up was normal, but the one right next to it was full of photos of murders and blood and dismemberment. This actually didn't bother me though. i kept looking through the newspaper, at the photos. (i remember seeing a few that are pretty famous on the internet here haha.) suddenly it got pitch black, and started downpouring so hard that the only light coming in from that one entrance tunnel was pretty much completely cut off. i looked around for a minute when it happened, then looked back to the newspaper. there was a photo of me covered in blood, posing naked. and the photo was like glowing. i remember being like, "huh weird." (i love that nothing is freaking me out lol.) i had an idea, and turned the newspaper around to use the glowing picture to illuminate the darkness. it didn't help a whole lot, so i also took out my phone and used that as well. with the two of those in combination, i could actually see pretty well. It was then that i noticed a shadowy figure just standing there trying to be menacing, but i wasn't afraid. This angered the figure, and it asked me why i wasn't afraid. and when i thought about the answer, i realized i was dreaming. i looked at it and said, "because i deal with creeps like you all the time." and gave it a grin. then the shadow opened its eyes wide and i was forced awake.

...Not that I was ever really active here. But I want to continue working on my journal and become active too. I haven't had any lucid dreams in a while, and I think updating this is going to help. Besides, this is a cool community and all.

I only remember 1 dream from last night.

Dream 1: I think I was outside of a house. Under the house there was this toy chest, and the toys in it were singing and talking. Now I don't remember what we were talking about, but it was apparently a good conversation. Then, two adults (probably in their 30s-40s) came by, and I remember closing the lid to the chest so that they couldn't see the talking toys. xD

My problem was when I wrote this dream down, I was still pretty much half asleep. So I think I fell asleep before I could write down the rest of the dream. I know there were more details initially than what I recall now, but of course after waking up they slipped my mind. :/ I'm sure with practice I'll get it down.

I forgot to mention I took melatonin last night. Going to keep track of when I do and don't take it in order to see if there's any correlation. I don't think there is, but maybe.

I'm flirting with this young woman. A while ago, me and Julia had this mission that required us to help her. I think of her as sort of coltish - she's got an unbelievable amount of power and no idea what to do with it, aside from awkwardly trying to help the people around her. Incredibly endearing to watch. Afterward we'd gone back to England, but now I'm back in America. Julia didn't come this time, and I said it's because she's busy with her music right now, which is true. But the main reason I'm here on my own is because our mission might require this girl's death. Julia doesn't know, and I don't want her to have to be involved - she likes this girl, we both do.

Sorry if you find any spelling or grammar errors. This was long to write and I had to correct my mistakes. OTL

First Dream

I recall eating a soup with lots of good fresh vegetables with my brother. We were at a younger age like 10 or 8. But after we were done we were in a mall and were supposedly playing a game where we had to defeat the zombies. I jumped down a escalator and kicked a zombie in the face but my brother was annoyed."That's not what you were supposed to do! Your doing it all wrong!"

I shouted sorry at him and asked him how was I supposed to do it. But he just left me alone. I wanted to go to my mom to tell her how stupid my brother was being but than ran into a big lady who was supposedly someone my mother knew. She said to take the number code that she was going to give me and to give it to my mom so that she could call her. After she left I found my mom and my mom showed me another small rectangular card with a number code.

" Hey! I almost forgot. Your friend gave me this number for you to call her." We looked at the one my mom got and the one I got and I think I found that it had two similar numbers 3490. That's all I could memorize before the dream ended.

Second Dream

I remember that in the dream me and a couple of DCs had to stop zombies from taking over. I think we got into a argument though and I broke one of the guy's 3ds somehow. Also, I think there was a cartoon zombie character following me around and supposedly he was our friend but than he left the team because he was mad at me for some reason . I felt bad about this and tried playing animal crossing to get it out of my mind.My brother and two other DCs asked me what I was sad about. I told them I felt sad because of what I did but than slowly realized that what I did was only because I was in the dream.

I than thought about my castle goal than closed my eyes and imagined myself flying to the castle. Everything around me began falling apart and building into a different scenery. At first it looked like I was going to get a church building surrounded by buildings but than I kept trying to focus and managed to get a building that looked somewhat like the castle. However, as soon as I started to fly around it, it began to change into a tall building and other buildings began to surround it. Apparently, my mind wanted the castle remodeled into a city area. Lol

I flew around to see if I could find a castle like building like the one in the picture and found one that looked like it was slowly morphing into a castle form. But it was different from the picture. The windows were outlined in a light blue color with arched windows small but detailed and the castle that was forming was like a reddish brown. I was still satisfied with the effort though. (It was also realistic looking)As I began to observe it I started hearing instruments being played and it sounded like Spanish music. I flew around to see where it was coming from and the place began turning into a city again. I flew around some more and noticed there were people on top of buildings playing drums and singing happily.

I decided to sing too because it looked fun and started singing and used two sticks to try to tap a beat. Everything seemed right with the dream world but than we suddenly appeared in a area that looked like a restaurant/movie place. The DCs were all talking about how unusual this was and then a DC shouted" look over there! What is that!?". A eight foot type of purplish deformed man monster thing came down and broke a piece of the roof like cover for the building. The DCs began to scream and run around afraid. I knew I had a advantage against the beasts but decided to just go different scenery that was less dramatic. As I was trying to leave two of the beasts came to me and one that looked more like a man with blue eyes and black hair. I tried to use charm for him to let me go and he looked content.(I wasn't really on their side though)

It was like I was now safe but than as we flew he wanted to go another way with his monster buddy to scare and takeover the dream world. I told him "I like you .Your a nice guy". He looked at me sad though and said " Yeah right, Your just saying that. As soon as the wind blows you'll be gone with the wind." I thought about it and in my mind I was like" that's actually a great idea to escape! But I think I should stay to help the DCs...." As we started flying again I opened the black cloak or jacket I had on and felt the wind move towards my direction. I took his quote literally and let the wind blow me away. I could see his frown but than he just went with his friend in the other direction like he wanted to say "I knew it...But I have a job to do."

The city scenery began to change into a nice green pasture where there were houses for the kind that needed to be surrounded by the castle. I was content with this but in my path I noticed kids crying with their mom who was trying to comfort them. I flew more than saw a Asian old woman who looked like she was deranged and lost. A woman came out the house trying to comfort her. Than I flew past another house where a Spanish lady came out with her mom saying she was in disbelief how her husband left her and ran off by himself. I thought about how sad the DCs looked and was thinking " Should I just save them and see what happens?....Or should I be selfish and just leave them?..." I thought about it for like four seconds and was about to go to fight but I woke up. It was a really interesting journey that seemed just like what was suppose to happen in a castle like town with a evil enemy.

Third Dream

I was inside the dream with Eye and was talking with him about what he felt about me. He told me that he cared about me but couldn't tell me things in full because he didn't know how to tell me. Than as we started talking about his past he started to play a character that was dieing from the extreme cold on his bed. His lips slowly began turning purple and he was shaking. I found this odd but just watched until he finished. We started to laugh when he was done playing the dieing human.

I hugged him than started kissing him but than a DC burst through the door.I told the DC to go away but it wouldn't so I told Eye to keep the random DC out. He took a chair and pushed the DC out than locked the door. But than another door opened and I suddenly appeared in my backyard in the cold snowy weather. I stared into the sky than got up and floated through the yard than into my house room. I started calling for Eye or Dawn but there was no answer.

Out of no where though a invisible DC started to create more and more walls in the room like they were trying to hold me in a small space or squish me. I flew out but than it grabbed my legs and flung me really far into the air. I thought this was going to be a fun way to test my defense. But when the DC picked up two huge towers and started demolishing buildings in its path I was surprised at how reckless it was being.

I decided to fly farther away from it and reached a area where pirates were carrying boxes. The DC began to acquire its form more and dropped a house on me. I was now in a house and it was building more and more things around me so I couldn't get out of it. No matter how hard I tried to go through the roof I failed to get out. The song Boku Note by Sukima switch played for a few seconds than I woke up.

I'm not sure if that DC was Dawn or just a random DC but I'm sure it wasn't Eye cause Eye wouldn't fling me around like that unless he was mad at me. : P


Fourth Dream

I was in my house trying to take a shower but the tub was clogged. I got out mad and complained to my dad that the bathroom was a mess. He told me to just move the books out of the way but I was still upset. Than something I don't recall happened and I ended up walking into a MCdonalds. As I was walking I saw a boy with blue eyes and dirty blonde hair talking to another guy. There was something about him that made me want to listen to their conversation.

A girl came out of no where and pulled me into a corner. She asked what I was doing around here and I said " I don't know. I just wanted to get something to eat." I than heard the fresh pretty cure song and thought about how cool it was they were playing it here.The next thing I remember is walking with two boys trying to get candy to a safe place away from a bully.

As we were walking I saw a boy had a sword and asked him where he got it from. He said it was fake but when I opened it I could see the blood on the sword. I was shocked and he told me to give it back. We started fighting for the sword but eventually I got it from him. As I was walking I appeared in a empty apartment but heard my cousin's voice. I thought about how odd it was to hear my cousin's voice here than realized it was a dream.

But just as I was going to fly away to the castle my aunt came to me and begged me not to go. I told her I had to and slowly started flying higher into the air. But than my aunt jumped and grabbed onto my legs begging me not to leave. I told her it was fine because I would just take her with me.

I focused on the castle we were going to and flew at full speed to the castle spot. When I arrived at the spot though the castle was missing. The french prince of bel air characters than appeared and told me the castle was missing. I was like "what!?"(I was surprised because I put a lot of focus to going to it just to arrive at a empty spot) But than I walked to another building and decided I would turn the huge rectangular building in front of me into a castle. The characters were talking amongst themselves as I put my hand to the building and it began to change.

When it was done it looked like a castle but not like the one from the picture. So I took a different approach. I asked the dream if it could make the grass like in the picture, the windows, the door and everything else. It started changing and it reached to the point when it looked like the picture. But everything was darker and the outline of the windows were gold now. The mood and scenery of the place looked gloomy.

I was going to enter anyways but just as I was going to open the butler stopped me and said " Where are you going? Don't you see the sign on the door says do not enter?"I told him it didn't matter and just opened the old door anyways. But to my surprise the inside was small, with lots of corners into other small rooms as if it was a behind the stage area. Not at all what I wanted to find....I was happy that I was there though and started to sing a song as I was walking a long.

I don't know why but I chose a song from the little mermaid. The funny thing is my voice came out exactly as ariel's voice. I decided to stop singing though and petted a golden retriever I found in the room. My next goal was going to be to call my guide Dawn into the castle but after waiting for him a few seconds I woke up.