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5-26-2015

The world is ending in a metropolis of a city full of towering building of hard and unforgiving concrete. I hurried through the city eventually reaching a “sewer” of pipes underground. The sewer was large, tall enough to fit a small edifice and wide enough to fit a group of 10 people side by side. There were people with me, though I don’t know whom. I was supposed to stay with them but I wandered off. I emerged in a room, vastly larger than the underground sewer. The ceiling opened up into the sky, with a hole at the top where rubble had fallen, exposing the sunlight. And in the room there was fresh vegetation, green and wet with what looked like morning dew. There I was with two other people. One was DC (not a dc ) and the other was a girl I did not recognize. The girl was skinny in what I recall to be sporty clothes. She seemed to be an explorer. Her hair was brown and cut short to the shoulders. My conversation fell upon the girl. I don’t remember what precisely was said, but she seemed talkative and conversing with her was easy. I soon became very friendly, until I was flirting with her, asking her questions, talking with humor, maintaining a flow while avoiding awkward silence. I must have had to go because I was next at a trailer park. Or maybe not a trailer park since there was only one house I remember. It did seem to be a trailer or RV type house. There was a long driveway up to the house. Poor dream recall will end the dream prematurely here.

5-6-2015

I was flying! I had a parachute of some kind and I was floating through the sky over a vast city. And in between the building was water. It was beautiful because the sun was bright and the sky was clear. The wind gusted violently the higher I was and so I used it to propel me forward and keep me afloat. As I navigated through the buildings I found myself just above the top of a very tall skyscraper, much taller than the buildings around it. I felt as though this was a threshold. By this point a “dragon” was following me. So I avoided it as I sailed over this pair of skyscrapers. On the other side I zoomed down where a new part of the city opened up to me, now more water than buildings. I could tell I was losing altitude and so desperately started searching for a place to land. Buildings passed by and I thought about dropping to land but it was too late; the building had passed. I continued to descend and was heading for an enormous bridge spanning over a stretch of water. I carefully, though quickly, navigated between the support beams underneath the bridge. I continued looking for a place to land. I must have received a push upward because next I was going up over a baseball stadium. Here was my chance I thought. I sailed over the side of the stadium, up over a net surrounding the field and quickly plummeted down. I saw the dirt ground and let go. I hit the ground running but felt no pain. The baseball players took little notice besides stopping their game.

4-23-2015

I don’t remember much of this one. I was in a class with a beautiful flautist. I remember that she was a stunning musician. I know she was blonde, but not a bright blonde; her hair was dirty and real. I don’t recall but I think her hair was short. We must have hit it off because we talked and I began to feel an affinity with her. After this “class” we were in a band hall and I was looking for my locker. I asked her to assist me, as I could not remember where my locker was. Eventually I remembered where my locker was. Later I was at a party with other people. This is where it gets hazy. I was now leaving the party. Somehow I was back at my house. I was preparing to leave though. Perhaps I was actually leaving the party. But, I know that I was leaving in order to see the flautist. I was slightly lucid here. I just wanted to stay in the dream long enough to find the girl again. Who knows, maybe I can find her in another dream. I had a feeling that I had both emails and Facebook messages from this girl. I had a clear vision of my iPhone with notifications from her. Before I could find her or even leave I woke up.

I was with my parents and possibly my brother, and we were getting ready to go to the beach. I had also invited J. However it started to get late and the sun went down. My parents were now reluctant, but I still wanted to go. So we left for the beach in our Suburban. We stopped near the shore were another family was already set up. There were little children playing in the water, though the water was very shallow and surrounded on all sides by sand. I contacted J to come but she was occupied at the time. Next I was rehearsing with a pianist. She needed practice playing Brahms clarinet sonata I. I had the music but it was apparently the wrong arrangement because I could tell there were parts where I should have played and I did not. I told her I was sorry and went to look for my actual music. I told her the part I was playing on was for younger players. I went to what looked like my game room and ruffled through stacks of music, though I could not find it. MRD showed up and said something about how he always made fun of me (in a playful way of course). I asked why. I told the girl pianist that we should just try to keep playing. I guess I was planning on using my memory. However, I woke before we played again. Soon after agreeing to play again I realized the part was in my green folder in my clarinet case.

5,22,2014

I was in my room with my brother and two other guys; oh, and there was a girl. I don’t know who they were. We were working on something. It seemed important at the time. In my room there were two beds (I’m guessing one was my brother’s). At a point we decided to stop working and so I lounged on my bed. The girl began to lie on top of me as if she were flirting with me. The guys gathered around my window, which was open. I loved being with the girl. I even got a little hard and tried to keep it down. Eventually she left I think. The guys at the window began lighting dynamite and throwing in in our pool. We don’t have a pool in real life. I screamed at them to stop! What were they, crazy? They ignored me and kept throwing lit pieces into the pool, always landing in the water. Then I saw the more conservative friend who I thought was just minding his own business throw a large group of at least five sticks of dynamite out the window nonchalantly. Soon an explosion happened. But, it was of light and not of sound or physical damage. The yellows were beautiful and left me speechless. Horizontally, a line erupted across the bottom of the pool. This line had several vertical lines protruding from it at right angles heading towards the surface. These lines exploded into existence, a bolt of lighting in my own pool. The light was carried upward with celerity and hung momentarily to slowly dissolve in the cold water. I was now fascinated and forgave my friends without the use of words. The window was left open and outside I realized it was cloudy and raining. I did not mind the water, even though it began gathering in tiny droplets on my walls. I figured, “Everything gets wet, it’s just natural”.

5,5,2014

I was at my university’s the music office, but it was very similar to a library. There were some practice rooms. I looked for one but most were taken. I found CC’s belongings next you an empty room. When she arrived I asked if she was using the room. She said yes. So I walked to where the main office really was. Around the corner I found that a lady working. We small talked and I went on my way. The area transitioned into a store, like Academy, and soon bared no resemblance to the office. I climbed over piles of stuff; some water bottles fell on top of me at one point. JG was there so I tried to hide so as not to alert anyone of my position. I now stayed low to the ground until I found a tent. The tent was very small and I then decided not to use it. Next I found the outdoor section of the store. There was dirt on the floor and a trail leading off to nowhere as far as I could tell. I followed it to get farther away. It led to a completely new area where people seemed to be harvesting trees. There was a gap where a tiger was held. He had a parachute attached to his body, which prevented him from running. The man across the way from me taunted the tiger. He shot the tiger with some weapon to intimidate him. However, he missed and the weapon instead struck the parachute. The tiger was now free and took his revenge swiftly. Judging the situation, I quickly dashed back to where I came from, though the tiger was not far behind. However, the tiger had no quarrel with me and did not engage in a pursuit. I left unscathed.

4,11,2014

Reality: During the day, JJ showed me a vaporizer he wanted to buy. He said it masks odors, opens when you use it, and is quite portable. I sounded very neat. Also that night I played Super Smash Bros. drunk.

Dream: I had a vaporizer, which seemed similar to the one JJ showed me. I think it was pink. It opened and there was some weed in a small compartment. It would then close to be smoked. I don’t remember much more. Later I was playing Super Smash Bros. I was playing with Mewtwo and trying to complete “break the targets”. I could break all of the targets except one. Then the timer ran out. Instead of having to start over, a sudden death started where I had a set time to break just the one target I could not before. I broke it, but I had to break all of the targets at one time to actually complete the level. So, I started again but cannot remember if I actually beat it. Fin.

I was in a large library. Many other people were there to checkout books on various composers etc. We wrote down the subject of the book and any other distinguishable features and the librarians found all the books for us. Soon there was a tall stack of books about Scriabin for me to look through.

Next I was in a very nice hotel with other musicians. We were waiting to perform for something. Eventually we realized we had to leave. We left the hotel. However, I had to go back inside to get my clarinets.

I was browsing imgur and introducing AL to it. First we were on user submitted and she was not really laughing. Then I realized and switched to most viral. We both started laughing so hard. I was very happy. Then I was at a party at AB’s place. I did not know many people and so felt out of place. Then I was in bed pretending to be asleep as people walked by. LS walked by and said something about making out with me if something were different. Then LS and another girl started kissing. This was very vivid. It gradually became more intense and passionate. Then I was on a boat with my dad and we were fishing for shark. It was difficult to catch any. He cast a line that landed near a blue fish and that fish immediately took the bait. I reeled the line in and realized there was still bait. As I got the line on the boat I noticed a shark below the boat. This freaked me out. Then I was in the kitchen of a restaurant. The cooks were busy and so used imported shark meat. I tried some shark meat and it was all right. I wondered if it was the shark we might have caught.

Night of January 5, 2014

My family and my aunt and uncle and cousins are doing a bike ride thing. We are all on a bus with an instructor and soon leave to bike down a long and winding road. I have a mountain bike, but my cousin has a road bike. We leave the bus and start riding. I can keep up with my cousin pretty well. When we get to a stopping point I realize that my body is completely drenched with sweat. My hair is longer than usual and is almost completely wet. After this we are in a house. My cousins are in the bathroom. I need to take a shower so I knock. AL asks who it is. I answer and he says come in. I am surprised as KL is also in there taking a shower. I open the door and AL is on the toilet. He soon leaves and it is just KL in the shower (which has no curtain) and me. The situation feels both awkward and nice. I try not to stare at KL but she seems to be completely fine with the situation. Next I am in the living room of my own house with my family and we are about to go to a water park. I know it is a Monday and at the water park there are hardly any people. I am very excited and drag my family along to as many rides as possible. One ride is a tube ride but I ride it with my pillow instead. We continue to ride more rides until I wake up.

Night of January 4, 2014

I am at a get together with family and friends. I was outside with some of my friends and people I didn’t know very well who all had long boards. They encouraged us to ride with them around the parking lot. I received a regular long board although some people had short ones and even some that were circular. TF was there and he went and bought a short one. We rode around the parking lot very fast and dodged cars narrowly. We raced but I fell at the turn unable to turn sharp enough. Afterwards, I seriously debated buying a long board from one of the stores but did not. LP and AL and I walked inside looking for a bathroom. There was a McDonald’s (apparently the largest in the world) with two stories and a glass ceiling high above the ground. We walked up to the second floor and found the bathrooms. The men’s was on the far left. I walked in and saw only urinals, which were all to tall for me. So I tried to create one the right size. Then I was in a dimly lit room with Uncle P, CL, my cousins, AL, some bros. We are all saying goodbye to CL for someone reason. She gives goodbyes to everyone then walks up to me last. We hug for a little bit. Then feeling slightly awkward I saw “I really miss you”. And she embraces me again and kisses me intensely. The kiss seems to go one for several minutes. Then CL starts breathing in my breath. It felt so odd yet so good. To copy her I start to do the same, breathing in. Finally the kiss stops. She says now let me do the same. We kiss again, just as long, breathing in and out of eachother. Then she manages to create a flute sound out of the kiss and plays a quick melody with an arpeggio that went up and down to a tonic pitch which diminuendos. However, the last pitch was slightly out of tune. She stops the kiss and smiles. She looked different than I had every seen her. She looked different and her hair was short and curled slightly. I felt so good and was sad to go, but my family walked away. When we got to the stairs my mother tripped over a cord and fell all the way to the bottom of the stairs. I was listening to Periphery on my iPod and went down to check. She was completely motionless although I was not worried. The dream remained like this for a while. Fin.

Night of December 15, 2013

I am at the movies with my family. We are seeing an R rated movie. Food is allowed in the theater, which surprises me. I sit down and also have a beer. It is a Saint Arnold’s. I drink some and feel buzzed quickly. My dad also has a beer and we try each other’s. The movie starts but the audience quickly realizes that it is the wrong movie. So, people start leaving. I do not realize this so quickly and so stay a bit longer. Eventually my family gets up and leaves as well. However, it is difficult for me as I am very buzzed.
I am at my house with someone else. Soon someone appears at the front door. I let them in and it is someone who wants to play a quartet with the two of us. I agree, slightly upset. I go to the bathroom to prepare but I am being made fun of. Also the sink is broken and the roof is leaking (because it was raining hard outside I think). Also I can hardly open my eyes, especially the left. It is like I am high or tired. I go to my room to prepare for the rehearsal. I check the light switches and one is different. It is a black circular switch. I press it and it gives off a very faint light. Then I twist the switch and the light rotates around the walls of the room gradually becoming brighter. At a certain threshold, the light becomes dramatically brighter. I set the switch right before it becomes dramatically bright.

October 18, 2013

I am asleep and dream that we arrive home. I know this is impossible because it takes two days to get home from where we are. But I am walking through my house and to my surprise details are extraordinarily vivid. I can read the text on cups on the counter. Finally I realize that this cannot be real. I am dreaming. So I walk quickly upstairs thinking about what to do. I try and imagine a girl in my bedroom. She does not appear so I grab my yearbook to help me visualize. But, humorously it is a first grade year book. Deciding that this is a dead end I go downstairs. My mom is in the kitchen. I cannot remember what she said to me. So I continue outside. I find it easy to get caught in the dream state again. My dad also says something to me. In our driveway is a huge blue truck. I realize definitely that I am dreaming again. So I use the nose plug RC. To my surprise I breathe. Now I am excited! I walk down my sidewalk and think I should try flying. I start jogging then running and jump with each step. Eventually I go higher until I sustain some altitude. I also flap my arms to gain height. My dad is following me the whole time, which is slightly annoying. Here the dream gets fuzzy and I wake up. In the first part of the dream I was in the car falling asleep. I saw two bugs, which scared me a lot. When we arrived home my eyes kept closing but amazingly I could still see. It seemed that when I opened my eyes the dream became less clear. But when I closed my eyes I could see the dream. So I made myself close my eyes the entire time.

July 18, 2013

I am at a four-story mansion with many of my close friends. At the time I am in a lavish bedroom with a girl. I cannot remember who the girl was. There is an electronic piano in the bedroom. Soon the owner of the mansion comes in to take a shower in the adjacent room. He tells myself and the girl to do whatever we like, implying we make out. However, I am too scared for that. Instead I play a song on the piano. It is a French song and is difficult for me to play. Then, all throughout the house a phone rings. Since the owner is in the shower no one answers it for a while. But, there is a red phone on the bed and so I, looking cautiously at my female friend, answer it. The phone is a woman speaking French and so I have no idea what she is saying until she says the title of the piano piece I was just playing. Then without warning, I hear two gunshots over the phone. Her voice stops for a second but then continues as if nothing had happened. I am terrified but infer that the woman wants to hear the French piece on the piano. I play a recording of it but am unsure it will satisfy her because it is so mechanical sounding. Soon the owner steps out of the shower and I rush to tell him what happened. I am obviously more concerned than he is. From there, we all walk around the house. I observe the very top floor, located at the top of a grand staircase. It is completely dark. I ask the owner what happened to the top floor. “All the lights just burnt out at once.” I now sit in the kitchen with some other friends. Out of the corner of my eye I see a dark spot appear on the carpet in the joining room. The spot scurries across the carpet. I pay little attention. Another spot appears as if from the existence of the first. By now this has the attention of TB and others. The spots are moving closer to us, crawling. Up close, it is clear that they are spiders, slowly multiplying. I am overcome with an urge to leave the room and act accordingly. I head to the top of the grand staircase where my friend JK is sitting. At this point I am overcome with grief. We started with so many companions and at each stop some people died. I did not want to die. This house seemed so deadly. It was creating fear with increasing intensity. I was on the verge of tears. Before any monstrous events could take place, several taxis arrived on the floor below the grand staircase that were able to take us all away from this house. I woke up.

February 14, 2012

I am at the Mall, but before I go shopping I stop by Burger King, as I am absolutely famished. I look at the menu and really want to get a Baconator. However, I do not see it on the main menu. But, just before I settle for a regular Whopper, I see on a sign to the right that they do in fact sell the Baconator, so I ask for a medium. Next, I am actually in the Mall looking for things to buy for my family. Suddenly I begin crying. Tears fall down my face so fast. Emotions swell in my head. It is uncontrollable. It is awesome, for the tears stemmed from cheerfulness and happiness, rather than pain and sorrow. Once the teardrops start I realize that it is one of the best feelings I have ever experienced. So I embrace the tears and smile. After a while I imagine that my face must look like a mess so I turn my head to look into a mirror. As I expected, my face looks red, swollen, and wet. However, my hair is stunningly short (well that’s my dream perspective I guess) DS. Finally, it seems I am about to buy something. Some sales associates come to help me, perhaps because I am crying, but all I can think of is the fact that I am so happy. I think the sales associates are recommending a childish toy light or something. I don’t remember if I bought it. I only remember the happy tears. FIN.