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should have posted this after the dream, even at least on the same day...but dream journaling needs some dedication that i didn't put in...now the dream's a little hazy...though i remember the nude woman because that memory stuck

dream

i walked into a bathroom kind of place...i don't think it was meant to be a bathroom at first...a public bathroom...but once in, i notice it is full of women, and i see one nude woman with an attractive body standing among some other women, as if at a communal shower area. i only see her back, full bodied, but not the face or the breasts. yet i find it attractive and i'm thinking of her brown nipples. in the dream, i don't stop to indulge however. upon realizing i was in a women's bathroom, i turn to exit...

i enter the men's area i believe...and the dream continues but i don't remember...

dream

was on my bed, having woken up. still at night, around 12am by my estimation (slept early at 10 that day in real life). got up, opened my closet and wanted to change my sporty black shorts to the surfing-kind shorts, because it would be more cooling and comfy i guess?

woke up

was still in my blacks, and pretty sure it was a dream, not sleep walking with remembering.

yeah, actually i think i woke up for real around 12am, and was really tired (was feeling really tired and sleepy), and i think i shifted between states of sleep and states of consciousness (even though not fully conscious, since willpower was weak). probably had that dream during that time. i guess if i had told myself to lucid dream during the moments i was genuinely awake, i might have been able to be lucid in the dream...is that what we call WILD? though perhaps i could bypass (or not) the sleep paralysis state?

i was walking along a sidewalk near a turn. walking away from the turn. a truck was approaching round the bend. so i walked slowly, keeping toward the fence, wanting to stay in the shadows. i know i didn't have to hide because i am not wanted or attempting a criminal act, nor are they terrorists (or was i unsure?). the vehicle came round the bend with headlights (it was night), and passed me. just then, a counter-strike frag grenade (red color) was thrown in front of me, between me and the truck. BOOM. black figures of sheep was blown around (don't think any was blown apart individually). sheep? wtf. i'm thinking, "nooo, who did that!?" because i didn't want attention drawn to me. i see laser sight beams moving all around in a diffused pattern, then they all focus on me...nobody shoots me....

i am now in a room with people and 1 person i associate as my brother. i think, "oh no, i've been killed [in the game or something] and now have to respawn, or i have just respawned." i think he is the one who caused all this, so i shoot him. everyone around me is shocked, but i'm angry. i walk toward the balcony of my flat, and i'm holding a cellphone. the cellphone is my brother, somehow. i try to throw it off the balcony but it hits the grill and comes back. i pick it up and throw it down.

then, nothing happens for a while. i'm wondering why my brother hasn't respawned. a few minutes pass. then there's a phone call and i pick up the phone (clam type cellphone). it's my brother. he sounds weak and injured, and i sound concerned on the phone. I ask him if he's still downstairs, he says yes. I say, "you didn't respawn?", and he replies no. So i go to my flat's lift and want to go down and find him. I'm feeling quite guilty. In the lift, there are only buttons to go to floor 2, 4, and 6. There are some other people in the lift too. Some indian family. husband and wife are in the lift, and some other woman wants to come in but they are talking about something, not arguing though. I say, this lift only goes to 2, 4 and 6. and then then dream ends.

a few dreams...can't remember which first...

the dream

i was at fungus' house, 4 of us...terrance, fungus, bq, and me. it didn't look like his house, but my mind associated it with his house. was there even a bbq pit? anyway, next we are on some computers, and maybe there's more than 4 of us now...we're playing computer games. i remember at one point someone saying something about "dota", but anyhow we're playing something. then it feels like i'm in the game now.

i'm in some medieval place, and something is chasing me. it moves slowly and only within a square of a temple(?). we enter the building/temple and do some stuff there, can't remember what. Then we're out, and that thing is chasing us again. When it gets near 2 people (friends? players?), it bows down and slam them. So they apparently die or are injured or killed in the game or something. It looks like a purple gummy bear the size of ancient Egyptian statues that are double my height. I'm shouting something about how this thing attacks, describing the recent attack to other friends/players or whatever. More enemies appear and I run to the outside of the premises with another guy. We enter a different section of the premise from another gate. He climbs up a rough pillar like a ninja to see what's going on somewhere else. He only climbs like 3 meters up. Between him and me is a pathway. I'm on higher ground within some vegetation, hiding. Now suddenly he's sitting on the pathway facing me, and behind him are 2 soldiers. One is on the pillar just way he was earlier, and the other is behind that soldier, facing the pillar. We're thinking, "oh no, if they turn around you'll be caught". So that guy gets up just then, the soldiers turn around to see him. He runs/jumps away leftward and the soldiers spot me. I run rightward, ducking as they fire arrows at me.

So now I run into some other dense vegetation on a mountainous region. Suddenly I realize it's full of enemies because the rocks I step on are mostly enemies. Some stuff happen, can't rem. They next thing I remember is me escaping from them, jumping back into this vegetation which I now realize is a opened sphere, like a split melon. I'm on the inside of this sphere. The enemy presses something and thin long needles start protruding from the sphere as the sphere starts to close to reform a sphere. I'm in trouble now.

Somewhere in the dream, I also remember being chased by a blue one-eyed scaly monster. i think it was when I was with the guy who climbed on the pillar. I turned around to attack it at its chest/head and it healed back after a while.

Now things are peaceful, i'm walking in some final fantasy like civilization. I reach a big parade square which I "remember" I had seen from the audience side before. But now i'm standing where the leader stood. It's like a concert hall, with 1st level, and the 2nd level starts above the halfway point of the 1st level. There are chairs arranged into groups, just like in a concert hall.

Into some chamber now. Stairs/seats on 2 sides of the chamber, and the middle is some scary smoky area. As if it's some demonic ritual place. Now I know there's 4 of us again, but the 4 is me, bernard and 2 others. There are other people around too, but I know the 4 of us are together. Each of us is in the middle at one point and some process takes place. I don't remember about the first 2, but I know bernard's. He has to sacrifice something, but he didn't have much skin to do it. I think the more skin you have, the more you can lose and gain something. Full metal alchemist influence? Along with star-wars? or what. Bernard just does it anyway, and his skin starts getting very thin and I can see his flesh beneath the skin. Smoke everywhere. Now his body is black with white stripes, just like the homunculus from Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood, except the white stripes don't have eyes on them. So yeah, must be FMA Brotherhood influence in this dream. Then the process ends and Bernard is a white fat boy with short blond hair and freckles. LOL. He is very happy saying, I'm what I always wanted! I comment that, "you just became white...which is apparently what you like". Some girl next to him looks at me offended/embarrassed, as if she didn't like any potential racial repercussions that could arise. I don't remember the color of her skin. And so next is my turn to do the process, but I refuse. Apparently it has made all 3 people look better, but I'm thinking I already look quite good, so why do I want to take the risk, because it doesn't necessarily make us look better. Well, i'm not forced to.

I think my dream stopped here temporarily...then continues as:

I'm in a sunny place. I'm walking on this path and reach a wooden watchtower, very sparsely made. There's a guy up there. I'm don't know what's going on at first. Other people are there. Someone has the guy put 26 on one square sheet of paper, and 36 on another next to it. We are predicting the temperature range of today, in Celsius. I call out to the guy, saying 38. He looks at me and says something, and I get the idea...I have to give a range, not just 1 number. So I decide n 24-38, if i remember right. But when I call out the numbers, i'm talking to a girl now. I feel quite attracted to her.

Then i see a scene of her in black undies, black bra, and some black clothing over all but able to reveal some of her bra. It looks fancy. She's figure skating. Then i'm back at the sunny tower.

And then, wake up.

(Pretty sure I had other dreams...I just can't remember them now)

Dream
Woke up with an erection. Was nude? Then clothed with Jessie (ex housemate) came into my room. She sat on the couch and I laid on a bed face down. She started blabbering about her friend winning something but I couldn’t understand. She realized she was speaking without sense and I said, “ok, so your friend, and that’s it” because I couldn’t make any other sense from her story. I wen to her and put my 2 hands on her 2 knees and said something and she said she was sick. I said, “Eeee, and went away.”
I wanted to eat so I wanted to leave the house because there were food centres outside (like in Singapore, coffeeshops). I thought, since I live by myself (as in not with family or on-campus), why do I need to cook when there’s so much good food easily available outside?
I left the room, passed another room and saw someone inside. My mind said it was Sherry (since it was a girl and the other girl I lived with when I lived with Jessie was Sherry). She was on a double decker bed on top. She turned to look at me as I passed, but I thought, she looks so different. It doesn’t look like Sherry. In fact, now upon waking up for real, I reflect that that girl looked like Sharie from ACJC Band.
Outside, there was this TV area where I saw 3 girls on couches watching some TV. They looked American. Yet I was in America. The food area was being readied by some event crew people. I turned to leave and saw a sign. Oh, tonight was some graduation banquet, so no food now. As I left, some guy came for food too. I shouted to him, “Hey there’s no food” but he didn’t seem to hear or respond. I said it again, no response. Then I left
I went the other way and passed more people. The food was here, apparently placed here by the events crew for today because they were readying the main halls fo the graduation. Food was beans, potatoes, and something I can’t remember now. The plates weren’t all holding the same quantity of food. One was filled with potatoes. Others were bare looking. On the left side was an escalator some people were taking. I went to get some food.
Woke up.

forgot about it, and haven't had a lucid dream in 2 months. decided to get back to it, so after researching abit last night on this site and wiki, and learning about 2 new things - binaural beats, and dreamachines - i went to bed telling myself...you gonna lucid dream, you gonna lucid dream...

i got tired fast and kept telling myself...gonna lucid dream...
toward the time i actually fell asleep, i think it was more difficult as my reflexes took over and i tossed to a more comfortable sleeping position on my right side...

but i didn't lucid dream...i only dreamed, and remembered.

the dream

i was with this girl/woman probably in her twenties (my age). we were going somewhere. we met up with a few young girls, adolescent around age 10. I'll call this girl/woman Daria because later in the dream, I associated a Daria i know in reality with this woman. I felt like Daria was doing some work that she's already accustomed to and I was following her either by chance or interest. The girls and we went to a classroom. This room isn't a typical school classroom. Instead, the floor was nicely planked and the chairs were small nursery chairs. Was I in a 10-year old sunday school kind of classroom? Or was this a dance studio being used for theory class? Well, all I know is we had some activity there. There was some teacher...

I don't know if the scenario repeated itself, but eventually the last the replays came, and it's the one I recall best.

I was with Daria again. We went to the classroom and there were many girls there now, sitting on small chairs, forming a circle (except the circle isn't a circle but is just all chairs near one another and facing inward). The teacher was a bespectacled old and stout/fat man. Daria, where was she? Somewhere behind the chairs as if she wasn't participating but a teaching assistant? This time, there were men on the chairs too, participating. They were in their early-20s and I guess Singaporean looking, thereby being young looking. They seemed well dress, I seem to think of black with some silvery bling. Are they gay? I sat on a chair just behind some chairs that formed the circle. Teacher started railing about something. What? I don't recall. I remember him addressing all of us, and then specifically going up to someone before specifically to me. With respect to me, he grabbed my throat (it felt like a very light grabbed although he used 2 hands) and said something about "why...?" After he let go, I said, hey I'm not part of this.

Now we're on a train to somewhere. I find out that we're going to some place in America or Europe, or at least somewhere on the north-west section of a map. And I realize we are in the south-east section, specifically Australia. I say, "this is going to take forever! From Australia to <wherever> is one end of the world to the other. And from bottom right to top left! It's at least 10,000 miles!" People agree and we just lightly laugh over it. Daria is in the cabin with me. Suddenly we're not going anymore.

Daria and some of the people from the group are now tending to a food-court shop, I think selling drinks. I seem to be away from the group for some time now. I go over and mingle? chat? i don't remember. But i know what's on my mind: What is this group? What do we do?

Yet, I'm afraid to ask. it feels like it's taboo to ask. I am suspecting it's some gay thing (with the guys), or it's some sex thing (where they are training the young girls to become enchantresses or something). Basically, it feels shady. I finally ask, and I am told nobody really knows. Suspicious...confusing.

Now Daria and about 3 other people are walking away in some train station. This is the point where I associated that woman to Daria. I chase after them (walking) but I don't think I caught up. Then I was chatting to some other people...and I can't remember again...

and then woke up.