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Before I start this entry, this was the most amazing and moving dream I have ever had.. in my entire life.

The Night of November 7th, 2012.

Some Preknowledge:

Last night, I went to bed telling myself I would remember my dreams, and I would attempt to WILD 4 hours after going to sleep. I went to bed at around 2:30AM and WBTB around 7:15AM. My roommate then woke me up around 9-10AM when he had to go to class. I went back to sleep and woke up at around 12PM. So I got a lot more sleep than I usually do.

I think this experience helped me identify my dream guide.

The Dream!

The first part was kind of vague. I was in a jungle with this girl I have been off and on with. There were other people there, I don't remember who. We were at some kind of outpost (like a camp,) and people kept coming and trying to kill us. Being my violent self, I didn't have many problems dismembering the people that approached us. They ended up killing everyone but me.

After long fights that lasted days (this was weird,) I noticed a sugar glider at my feet who seemed very happy to see me. I don't know what it was, but I could tell this was not an ordinary animal. For those who don't know what a sugar glider is, it is a very VERY cute version of a flying squirrel and they live in forests/jungles. It beckoned me to follow.

I followed it over the dead bodies, and it showed me the main camp. The main camp was filled with many types of animals, some that could communicate. There were also humans there. The sugar glider then brought me to the top of a mountain. You could see EVERYTHING. There was a convoy a couple miles away. They were poachers/zookeepers trying to capture animals. There were also police there with them, because the humans in the camp were supporting the animals and resisting capture as well.

I followed the Sugar Glider for a very long time. It showed me many areas, and introduced me to many people and animals. I knew my purpose now. I helped defend and support the camp for years. (Weird again. My dream lasted years, and along this time, I bonded with two other defenders; named Rick and Alison. My awareness of the dream got greater and greater as time went along.) I also bonded a lot with the sugar glider, whom I later named Bud. He was with me at all times. Either showing me knew things, or sitting on my shoulder as we fought for freedom.) After years of fighting, the camp eventually was getting taken over. All the animals decided to pack up and move.

Many of the defenders were taken into custody, but Rick, Alison, and I escaped with the animals. The only way this fighting was going to end was if the humans and animals split up. Bud knew this, and so did Rick and Alison. I did not want to leave Buds side. I embraced him and started crying, and he clung onto me. He didn't look sad. He was so emotionless while I was kneeling there in sadness. He knew this was the only way it would work out.

The defenders went one direction, and the animals went the other. I kept looking back, through the branches, making sure the animals were going to be okay.

After a long travel through the brush a couple days later, we started walking along a very low path on the outside of a mountain. I looked up the mountain and saw the animals traveling along a higher path. I was confused as to why they were walking the same direction as us, so I lept up the mountain to where they were traveling. I met with one of the mammoths I had become good friends with and talked to him. He said they had been ambushed awhile back. He said that Bud had been taken into custody by the zoo leader himself. Bud was the only one who had been taken.

The animals and defenders decided it was a better idea to stick together, and I lead the group as close to the city as we could get. We set up camp, and Rick, Alison and I went into the city to search for the zoo's business branch.

This is when my alarm went off to WBTB with WILD. It was surprisingly fast, and went a lot more smoothly than ever. The dream resumed where it left off.

When we got to the business branch, we waited in the parking lot for a bit. Soon a Cadillac Escalade showed up. A bunch of men in suits got out, and one opened the door for a very important looking man. I told Rick and Alison to stay back and to let me handle it myself.

The important man turned out to be the leader. I talked to him for awhile about what was going on, and he recognized me after some conversation. A year ago, I guess I killed his brother in a battle. I had a flashback and I remembered a long fight with a man who looked similar to the leader. I saw bud climb out of the car and he perched on the top of it to observe us.

The leader was enraged, and he ordered his men to open fire. I made a green bubble-like shield around myself, and the bullets deflected everywhere. I teleported behind one of the guards and snapped his neck. I teleported behind another, kicked in the back of his knees, and used his momentum to throw him into the ground. The others ran off.

The leader screamed, and took out his gun. I deflected a majority of his shots, but one ended up skimming my left shoulder. Pain surged through my entire arm. I have never been shot in a dream before, the pain was indescribable. I fell to my knees for a second, and the man laughed. Bud was still watching from the top of the Escallade. The main walked over to me with his gun pointed at my head and said something along the lines of "It's amazing how someone so powerful can be put down with such a simple wound." He continued laughing. I knelt there in silence for a couple seconds.

I shot up from where I was kneeling, and my head went straight into his jaw. He fell onto his back, and I jumped on top of him and started beating his face in. I said "It's amazing how someone so powerful as yourself can be so simple minded and quick to judge." I got up as he was laying in a pool of his own blood. He was coughing up blood and was on the verge of dying. Alison and Rick ran over to me to make sure I was okay. Bud jumped from his perch to my shoulder. I gave him a pet, and suddenly, the pain in my arm was gone. The wound disappeared. There was a look of acceptance on his face, and something told me this was the beginning of something amazing.

This is when my roommate woke me up on accident.

Analysis! And why I think Bud is my possible dream guide.

In the beginning of my dream, when the girl died, I don't think I cared that much because I knew it was a dream. I don't know if anyone else has had this happen to them, but I was in this dream for a couple years (of dream time.) When I saw Bud for the first time in the dream, a voice in my head told me that I should do everything he tells me to do. I'm not sure if it was his voice, or my personal self. I followed him from start to finish, and by doing so, I helped the dream characters I met (defenders and animals) meet their goals.

Ultimately, I think Bud got taken on purpose. Why did none of the other animals get captured? I think Bud created a test dream/environment for me, to see if I was ready for him to guide me. Sure, in the beginning, he was very controlling, but in the end, he put his trust in me to save him. Even though I'm sure he didn't need saving. He also believed I would be able to do it myself. Normally, I feel lonely in dreams, as if I'm the only one there who knows its a dream. This was different though. I felt Buds presence, as if he wasn't a dream character. It was very interesting, just the feeling of no longer being the only aware creature in my dreams. I actually felt an emotional attachment to him, like a mentor, or a friend, something I've never felt before in a lucid dream.

I think its safe to say, Bud is my dream guide.

The Night of November 2nd / The Morning of November 3rd

It's been awhile since my last entry, but here we go!

Pre-knowledge:

I was originally going to wake up at 9:30am this morning because I wanted to workout. But when my alarm went off, I just went back to bed. I'm going to label any violent parts with RED.

The Dream:
I was driving a huge ship in a very tropical-like scene. The ship was made of wood, and was gigantic. It didn't have sails. It was powered by motor. There were a couple people on the ship with me, wanting to anchor at a beach to relax. I was driving the ship, where normally, a ship as big as that couldn't go, because of the depth, but I didn't really pay attention to that.

We found a small mangrove beach, and I parked the boat parallel to shore. I anchored the back end of the boat, then got out to anchor the front. It turned out to be a major pain to anchor it. I anchored it really tightly, because nothing else worked. A few seconds later, the back end of the boat swung out into the channel, because the anchor came undone. The boat started drifting away.

Luckily, one of the people was still on it, and I told her to drive. I sprinted along the beach, then dove into the water to catch up to the boat. I got on the back, but the girl was not good at driving. I was hanging onto the back end of the boat, as the girl was speeding around turns and rivers. I moved to the side of the boat, which was worse, because I kept getting thrown around. We eventually stopped.

It was just me and the girl. I seemed to be a much older, more powerful figure. I'm 18, I seemed to be in my late 20s/early 30s. The girl looked to be around 20ish. We were in a town. It was late afternoon, so the sun was setting, and it lit the town up with an orange tint. We were walking along an alley, which was actually kind of like a lowered sidewalk. Our shoulders were level with the road. There was also a triangular roof above us.

The girl was talking to someone on level with the road. She was questioning him about a man. I don't really remember who. Things were getting sketchier the longer we walked in this alley. People were open wielding guns, pressuring us to buy things, etc. One guy, who seemed really small (like midget size) bumped into me. He was carrying a brown paper bag. I saw a gun in the bag and I assumed he was part of a pickpocket group.

I grabbed his head, and thrust it into the wall. His head exploded everywhere. Someone on street level, outside the alleyway, started yelling something at us. The girl seemed to be disappointed that I did that. I don't remember why, but we started running. The lowered sidewalk turned into an actual alleyway. We couldn't see the street anymore and the roof was still above us. The buildings got smaller, and seemed to be made of clay.

It was sunset, and we ran to the end of the alley. The darkness parted, and I was kind of blinded by the sunlight. We were standing in an old playground I think. There was a broken, rusty swing set, and we were standing on mulch. There were black plastic barriers surrounding the area that were about waist high. It was completely silent. The swing set consisted of two swings. One of them was missing. The other, creaking gently as the wind played with it.

I looked to the left, and there was a man standing there. He had a large staff, which was made of metal, was probably taller than he was, and had some kind of pressure systems on the ends. The girl and the man exchanged dialogue, of which I don't remember. Then the man took a fighting stance, and so did the girl. I figured now was the time to beat stuff up. We started fighting, and the girl seemed to stay out of it. I was wailing on the guy, but every single attack I launched at him, he blocked with his staff.

After a few minutes of fighting, I hit the end of his staff with my palm. From the other end of the staff, a white dove came out and flew away. The man started laughing. I kept hitting the end of the staff with all force. The doves didn't just fly out, they shot out, like a cannon, depending on how hard you hit the end. Every time I hit it, the guy seemed to giggle, as if it was his plan.

I then decided to hit the end lightly, and the dove only shot about 4 feet into the air above us. I yelled to the girl to hit it. The girl had some kind of weapon. I wasn't sure if it was a gun or a slingshot, but the bird exploded as she shot it. Some kind of droppings fell to the ground, like an owl pellet. I opened up the pellet, and inside was an egg with some feathers. I snatched the egg. The man with the staff seemed to have disappeared.

The girl helped me up. Suddenly a man with some serious five o' clock shadow appeared with a cigarette in his mouth. He congratulated us in getting the egg. He asked for a private word with me. He said something about someone being better than me, as if he was my boss or something. He plunged his lit cigarette into my cheek and I woke up.