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Date: 08 Dec

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Wbtb: did a shorter than usual wbtb from a natural wake where I had 1/3 latte. Did a quick goal revision and couple of mantras, felt asleep within a reasonable amount of time.

Had about 3 vivid dreams/fragments, then the ld.

The beginning of the ld's hard to recall. I'm on a street that looks familiar and we comment on this with a female dream friend, some remarks about journalling too.

One thing that is very peculiar about the place is that all the buildings' colors are extremely soft, chalky color. Each one is in different color but very pale. They look extremely beautiful. I am aware that this is a dream, but have somewhat lower level of lucidity. Vaguely remember how we went to this other part of town.

My lucidity and rational thinking sharpens as we go on our way. We are a group of people and someone is leading us (I can't see who at the moment). This is a pretty good arrangement since it keeps me busy and my secondary ld goal is exactly to walk around, see as much as possible for as long as possible.

This is the city center now and I catch a glimpse of a gothic cathedral behind one of the street corners. It is also colorful with the same pale chalky colors and material. There's the overall impression that the whole city center colors are like this. At the same time the quality is extremely high, everything is very 3D, stable and vivid. I spot a female classmate in the crowd on the square, which I assume is part of our group. I am happy about that and say something to her, but she starts laughing and replies with some weird sounds, her eyes look as if she's wearing lenses too. Not a smart DC I conclude and lose a bit of interest.

[Warning animal violence]

It's almost like a scene change as we keep walking down another street. I cross the street and examine the ground below my feet and it feels so detailed and real, there's a piece of mini-trash I try to identify, a scaffold area in front of me. I get distracted by a small white dog that I pay too much attention to and it sticks to my leg, trying to bite me. I try as much as possible to be indifferent and get rid of it, but it sticks, so I have no choice, now I want to break its front teeth to deactivate it. I take it with my hands and imagine I am super strong, trying to break the front teeth that look kind of weird too. Not much success so I swirl around and throw the dog away.

I feel disgusted and start rummaging in a dream bag of mine, hoping to find wet wipes to clean my hands, which I do. I feel like I have messed up, being distracted by the dog instead of following the group. This has caused the surroundings to change and we are in another part of town, lots of green trees can be seen. The group leader is now walking with my classmate further down the street, while I am trying to catch up with them together with a blond girl, also at this point part of the group.

They slow down and I face the group leader/our guide, a woman in her 40es. She seems very sympathetic and lively and I feel it's time to ask her some questions. As I speak, I notice and think about how easy it has been for me to speak and act in this dream, how stable everything has been and for such a long time. I ask her a number of questions, to give me some tips in general and also regarding my meditation practices. Unfortunately, she gives me an answer that doesn't make much sense, about some guy bringing her here. I feel somewhat disappointed as I thought she might be a useful dream guide, she has been guiding us on this city tour all along. The dream fades.

Everyone has to pick a character like an RPG. Lucid. We all defend the place thinking of it kind of like a video game. People spawn here. Etc. We then decide on a place to be. A mental map of different ways to get to places pops up. I think I remember an old man telling us which one. I have to use expectation to make it stop. An old friend of mine wants to "walk to his house" All 4 of us went down into the tunnels rooms have doors on any of the six sides, a few puzzles to get them open (I forget... Had help from DCs anyways) . By the end it was me and k. He wanted to go to the lake. The last place we enter, k loses hope because the escape is hard blocked off. Everyone wakes themselves up and K is just wanting the golden gate bridge. I look out at the lake near me and expect the golden gate. I can almost see it. He is about to wake himself up. I look at the huge wall in front of me. "Ka!" A huge rush of power "Me!" Another one. Kyle leaves and "ha!" No surge of power. I lost it. I get out of the power stance and the wall crumbles. The bridge isn't the golden gate, it is the one in my city. I wake myself up and am laying next to the four. I am thinking about how none of us did what we wanted to and that SDing goals might be stupid because people like me go with the flow in dreams. All 4 are talking about what to do next. I tell everyone that we need to get proof and write out our dreams fast. We all rush to computers. I wake up. Pretty sure this wasn't a SD. Especially since most of those people are not dreamers.

I dreamt I had to go back to high school. School had just ended, and I was on my new bike (bought it in real life, just two days ago), wondering where the exit was. I told some students it'd been a long time since I was last here, and I actually forgot where the exit was. At one point my bike was falling apart (in real life, I had to partially assemble it myself). Maybe I had fallen?

At about 3:15 today (~2 hours ago), I felt really tired. I went to the YouTube app on my Xbox and played a 25-minute power-nap binaural beat with an alarm at the end. I considered trying to induce a lucid but figured it was futile, so I fell asleep.

I woke up and started looking for other videos to watch. However, I eventually woke up again and heard the video's alarm. The video had ended. I was confused at first, but I quickly realized that I had been dreaming all along -- I had a false awakening.

I dreamed I got into a conflict with a very surly, very unreasonable man. The other guy was drunk, so my moral compass kept spinning between "diffuse the situation" and "diffuse the situation with FISTS TO HIS FACE!" I'm not sure how/when, but the other guy suddenly goes flying (I didn't punch him, I swear!), and it turns out the other guy is Beethoven. A drunk Beethoven. A drunk Beethoven who is now indignant and outraged. His bros goes to help him up, but he just shrugs them off (I think I'm in a frat bar, by the way. We are in modern settings, except Beethoven looks like he stepped out of a time machine and decided, "hey, pour me a brewsky!"). Sadly, I didn't get to see how this ends before waking up.

So gab and I were chitchatting about Precog dreams the other day, and while I'm not a big believer of the idea that you can predict the future in dreams or waking life, this was nucking futs:

So those last two totm lucids I had contained a couple interesting elements. In the one with the animated snowman, I dreamed that it snowed, and the next morning it had snowed in real life. Mind you this is Texas we are talking about. Now, the coincidence could be attributed to me knowing that freezing weather was coming. But I can tell you that for a girl from the south, that dreaming about snow, then waking up and it looking outside the way it did in my dream from a few minutes before, was weeeeeird.

Ok in the same LD, my mom gave me some purple orchids per the basic totm. So, that same morning in real life after the lucids, Danny and I decided to walk to the store for some groceries (no way were we gonna drive on that ice). So when we got to the store, they just happened to be selling potted orchids. Never saw them before at this particular store mind you. Sure enough, one of the plants had the same, hyper color purple blooms as in my lucid. If I wasn't in enough of a daze from having a lucid about snow that manifested itself into reality the next morning, then those orchids did the trick.

I think what made this a extra weird for me was the fact that the dreams were LUCID. I've had non lucids before that had some elements that seemed to come true, and I just chalked up to coincidence. But the feeling from having TWO things in a lucid dream happen the next day in real life is just plain weeeeeeeeeird.

Thanks for reading

I got called into work, at a clothing store I have been recently employed to. I was told in the back by my supervisor that he might be letting some people go and told me to wait while he gathered other employees. Some time passed by then they eventually all came. There were: my dad who was a coworker (only in the dream), my friend from school, and this girl. She was white, short, skinny, and had light brown hair, and lastly my supervisor. As he entered the back it turned out that he wasn’t letting anybody go and instead gave us a new work wardrobe. It was just t-shirts, with some fashionable logo. Afterwards my supervisor instructed me and the girl to go outside in the back to start working and sent off my friend and dad to do something else.

While working the girl and I made friends with each other, then eventually we showed interest in each other then I asked her out. Things then flashed forward to a beach setting. It was me and her, talking and messing around. I was on top of a jetty, and she was chilling in a floaty tube, then I found some water guns. One was at the end of the jetty, the other was next to her. So I got all dramatic, slid down the jetty kind of like a penguin, grabbed the water gun, and started soaking her. She fired back and hit me in my face, I laughed, grabbed my face, and fell into the water. I then jumped out really quickly because my cell phone was in my pocket.
Hoping that it was okay and didn’t suffer too much water damage, I checked to see if it still worked. As I was checking she sprayed me again, this time in my hands. I covered the phone as best as I could and told her to stop. My phone started to come back on, and I was flipping through it to make sure. It worked, but it was grainy. I then said something like “Okay we’re good.”

Then things flashed to a house, it was small. In fact it was one of those houses that you can move. It was her and I all alone, we talked about our aspirations, things we wanted to do in the future, describing about opening a shop of some kind. Then we talked about each other, then things started to get intimate. She climbed on top of me and we started making out.

Later she offered to make dinner, I decided to help her. So we prepared, I grabbing pots and pans, getting the food, and I got things from high places she couldn’t get, at one point I think I almost fell, but caught myself and continued on, then I got called into work again.
It was in the evening and it got dark out and there wasn’t that much going on. I was thinking about my father and how he was doing. I was on top of a ladder, re-stocking the shelves, then I saw my dad walk in. I greeted him and continued to work. It was then I noticed something wrong. He wasn’t speaking to me, and he stood there with complete silence, and an expression on his face like something was not right. I then asked him what was going on. I saw my supervisor walk by, acknowledging me and walking right passed my father as if he wasn’t there.

That’s when I understood everything, my father had just died and his ghost came to me. So I said “Oh shit, dad don’t tell me.” He nodded his head indicated that my suspicions were true. I then say, “Fuck…okay, how did it happen?” Since he couldn’t speak he was only able to make hand gestures. He made hand gestures saying that he was climbing up a ladder, to bring down a heavy object from a shelf. He lost his footing and fell off of the ladder with said object, which fell on top of him and he died.

Afterwards I woke up, and was happy to hear my dad’s obnoxious snoring again.

10.12.2013

Killing People With Bookshelfs (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yeah, this dream clearly didn't have a script. It's like David Cage's Beyond Two Souls meets Apophenia's desire for self-fulfilling prophecies from unrelated occurrences to create some Stand Alone complex. Even that attempt for analogies didn't make sense.


My perspective for this dream was mostly looking as an over watcher of events while being able to pick and choose how certain occurrences would be implemented to cause a chain of events. I was lucid throughout the part with the killing people with bookshelf, but after that, I'm not too sure.

I believe I had to make sure a character I'm focused to was led to safety. They had to encounter several dream characters that looked like Black Ops, soldiers, and other military and espionage related themes. Instead of having to get the character to shoot the people, I decided to be tactful with the environment.

It seemed that while the soldiers that were facing off random gun firing from the opposite side, they were completely oblivious to how the objects around them could easily injure them or even kill them. There were probably some explosive barrels, but I decided to just move the bookshelf that seems to be conveniently the same length of the 4-5 dream characters lined up right in front of it.

So the bookshelf falls down and they die or pass out, and I proceed to move to the next area where I would have to do a similar activity. Other than that, I can't recall what happened at this point.

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10.12.2013

I'm Black Cat Walking Through a Post-Apocalyptic/War Environment (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I seem to have taken the form of Black Cat from the Spiderman franchise.

Spoiler for black cat:

WHY DIDN'T I GROPE EXCESSIVELY OF MY NEWLY ACQUIRED BREASTS AND REAR IS THE MILLION DOLLAR QUESTION.

This dream was weird in its plot, though actually having a dream where the dreamer would prefer finding the script than following it isn't really too surprising. And finding an actual starting point is difficult since it may end up in back tracking to another dream shifts. So I'll just recall moments where I was lucid.

I'm strutting my stuff like nobody's business in my tight-latex-wearing female embodying existence. The outfit texture resembles the one the Bayonetta chick wears:

Spoiler for bayonettaaa:

I had a cluster of emotions during this role as a female. I felt confidence and ready to pounce on anyone.

I mostly felt sensations around my back that were tingling so much that I was wondering if my knees would become weak from this really overwhelming surge of sexual and euphoric feelings. Since I'm a female, I took the initiative to find some random male dream character and prepared my right hand for a brutal smack in the ass.

Then I continue walking without showing a sign of wanting to see the dream character's response, and now there seems to actually be a script that I ended up following for this dream.

The dream shifts to where I'm starting to become more aware of the sensations of my back, almost as if my back had some kind of multi-range rape contingency and prevention system or something.

I'm walking through some areas that seemed to have been demolished either through construction work, or some post-war & post-apocalyptic setting to it. The overall color scheme for this environment consisted of very milky cool colors along with the dominant being light gray.

I made this deduction seeing how the walls and the flooring had some kind of light pasty gray color to them. I could see the massive accumulation of crumbles from the buildings in a few areas along with the twisted and stripped metal bindings that sustained the building's composition.


The area I was active in by this point seemed to have been me trying to escort a man to safety. At this point, I feel like I wasn't Black Cat anymore, and was shifting in and out with my dream self and her body as well. Eventually I started to look at her, and was wondering if I'm the guy she's escorting to safety.

I noticed that I started to get a bit anxious and cautious of any scenario where I had to watch my back. I think the Black Cat entity that I took a full embodiment possession of wanted to give me assurance that I wouldn't have to worry about anything.

Other than a few dream characters that came out of nowhere which I had to kill with a silenced gun I believe, there wasn't a lot going on for this dream after that.


Too bad this isn't a dream where I had good control of my movements in first person perspective, it was more of just being aware of movements in third person and spectator view.

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10.12.2013

Ice Sword and Water Sword Combo (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I recall for this dream is seeing a dream character that resembles Haru Glory from Rave Master holding a sword.

Apparently the sword is called an "Ice Sword" based on the information that shows up as a HUD next to the character that's shown in 2d. Apparently the Ice Sword transforms when you have the Water Sword or something in a certain state to gradually build up into something that I can't remember.

The dream setting was night time, and had a dark blue overlay atmospheric vibe to it.

08.12.2013

Bleached Blonde Female Demands That She's At Least 2 Year Older Than Her Partner (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm shirtless and I'm wearing long black pantaloons with some dark brown boots I believe. The environment is snowy and very cold to the point where I literally start shivering after being more aware about it.

I'm not really having full control of my body, I'm just speculating from a distance of my dream body walking with someone. The girl in front of me that's walking backwards in front of me while I'm walking forward looks familiar.

Her visage fluctuates between a realistic face and an anime face that's similar to Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex's female character faces. It's smooth, fairly big dark blue eyes, and long bleached blonde hair. She's wearing a dark green jacket and I believe is wearing a skirt of some kind.

The first set of colors that come up as I'm recalling this is some kind of checkered red and black skirt that only goes all the way down to the mid-region of her thighs. But other occurrences with being with this female involved her wearing a light milky blue skirt that extends more to her knees.

Apparently she claims she prefers being in a relationship where she's two years older than the partner. For some reason I stopped a bit to do some kind of calculation despite not knowing when her birthday is. I visualized words of the months passing by and fading away in the environment up to the sky. A noticeable number was "15," and then I decided to stop it altogether since I didn't seem to be getting anywhere with this.

After standing around there passively for a while, the female is really close to my face and resorts to the anime style visage before turning her back at me and conforming to the realistic human face.

Spoiler for Contingency note so I can remember which blonde in waking life she resembled:

She still looks oddly similar to the blonde chick that kept showing me lewd poses of herself in clothes in the past when I was younger.

Keywords to distinguish her: Netherlands, blue party hat, model, crap I hope she doesn't even find this dream in the first place.

Except her hair is tied up into a ball, and she's even skinnier than before. It's almost as if I was interacting with her younger form, maybe 3-5 years younger as of the year of this dream journal entry. After that, it seemed she started to fade away like a regular dream character that seems to just exist to fill the cold and empty environment with some activity.

The buildings themselves had a dark violet overlay on them, which felt like a weird combination with the color of the snowy environment. Other than various cool colors, something about this dream felt really weird, I just can't put my finger on it.

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08.12.2013

I Have to Take the Other Route to Heaven (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Oh, this dream....and the fact that I just happened to watch a 3d animation video on some skeleton trying to get to heaven after it...








Anyway, since I didn't really care much for the content of this dream (i.e. making it into a chronological pattern), I'll just give a brief list on things I recalled:

• The environment resembled Meltokio from the Tales series (specifically Tales of Symphonia)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
• There were all sorts of religious, angelical, and other symbolism and archetypes within this dream.
  
• There was a large white cloud that served as a barrier from me getting to the other side of the city. If I were to get near it, a random cartoon entity that seemed to have resembled the image of God said I would have to take an alternative to get to Heaven.
  
  I think I'll take the mode of belief with the casual atheist and impartial agnostic route for this dream like an older friend and I seem to garner a predisposition to, thank you very much.
  
  
• Dream characters seemed to have emulated the art style for Tales of Symphonia 1, and I recall seeing someone wear a Pope-related costume. The large semi-oval hat with a pointy tip at the top consisted of a dark blue color with some gold-colored markings.
  
  His robes were mostly a milky butterscotch color with an overlay of pasty milky brown...as if I can really give actual color names...
  
  
• This area felt so real to me, but I wasn't lucid for very long seeing how I reveled more into this dream emulating me actually going out on an adventure similar to the Tales series.

• It's just one of those dreams that would make one contemplate if they were to switch their perception of reality and make the new one their quotidian lifestyle instead.
  
  
  
• The same God-related entity gave me a thumbs up and a wink with his left eye when he was telling me I would have to find an alternative way to heaven. And he wasn't even a three-dimensional entity, just your basic 2d entity that somehow made some fade transition that was slapped on the screen I was looking over in a bird's eye view.
  
  Jeeze, could the higher self bird's eye view implications be a bit more prevalent here?
  

That's all I recall, at least in the spectrum of trying to cohesively make a chronological pattern here. The rest would've been environment descriptions, which would be another mini-novel by itself.

From what I remember,it was night time when I saw these two couple that I've never seen before have sex right in our backyard. In a little bit though, it was daytime already and we went in to watch a zombie movie.
We were sitting on the couch and in the T.V. I saw a person turn to a zombie after 10 seconds of behind bitten or somewhere around 10 sec.
And then something happened. It was like my conscious has moved to another area where I somehow brought the zombie into my dreams and they started invading.
When I Got back at my house, I saw a couple of zombies coming for me. Luckily for me, I somehow turned into a parrot and was able to fly up into the air for safety.
I flew to my next door neighbors roof and looked around. I saw a Pig next to our garbage and zombies were just ignoring it. I kept watch for a little while and then I woke up.

07.12.2013

Miley Twerking Cyrus Look-a-like is My Dance Partner (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a mall with a group of dream characters that are closely related to the Teen Titans main characters. I wasn't aware of this immediately, but they showed up later on in the dream.


I had brief moments of lucidity and shifting back into a non-lucid state, and was surprisingly experiencing as if I passed out at some point.

I recall that I ended up doing a cosplay of Cyborg, and apparently there's some kind of costume event or competition. Apparently I was supposed to gender bend with the Miley Cyrus counterpart within the dream, and I started to feel myself turning into a female for some weird reason.

Though it was mostly just people putting a wig on me and some awkward occurrences I probably don't really need to remember at all. They finish at some point, and then I felt like I was passing out, and the dream started to get blurry.

At some point I wake up in the dream and found myself inside a very restricted room. I get up slowly and found myself back to my original dream body. I believe I was wearing a vanilla suit with a light blue dress shirt along with vanilla dress pants. The room I'm in consists of a basic turquoise or aqua blue color, and it felt like I was in some kind of containment more than being in an actual room.

I open the door in front of me slowly and poked my head out. The environment beyond the area I'm within consists of a contrast warm color of various shades of red. It's obvious that this is a large auditorium, and I looked at a group of individuals sitting in the front section about 20 feet diagonally to the right of my current perspective.

I saw all the Teen Titans characters except for Robin, and they glanced over to look at me most likely as a reflex to see who's coming out. It seems that there's going to be a lot of individuals coming out eventually, so I took the initiative to get out and find a seat as quickly as possible.

There's not really much goals I had in mind other than to see what was going to go on here. I ended up picking a random row and seat that was about 30-60 feet away from the door I was originally at. I could feel a sense of warmth within the dream environment, which was fairly surprising considering how an area as spacious as this would generally be a little colder.

I sit down, and I had a feeling someone was going to sit next to me. I looked to the right and saw a Miley Cyrus dream character counterpart wearing an absurd hairstyle. It was as if her hair was plugged into an electrical socket to try to emulate a Don King hairstyle, except it was more spread out laterally in this case.

She was wearing super short shorts that consisted maybe of a dark swamp green color along with a V-blouse that was light swamp green without any sleeves. Then her visage started to change and deviate a bit to resemble someone very familiar, I just can't put get it out of my tongue unfortunately.

She has bleached blonde hair streaks along with a dirty blonde color as the dominant color. She's looking at me and smiling, which somehow makes me smile and then laugh uncontrollably on how silly she looks like. I laughed so much that I had to put my hands over my face and started using my left or right hand to tap my knee rapidly.

I just couldn't take it anymore, and other people started laughing at her as well, but she didn't seem to mind it too much. She started to crave the attention and walked a bit more confidently as if she was going to pump her arms in a semi-circular motion. I take my right hand and tapped the empty seat to the right of me to make a gesture that she could sit there.

She continues looking at me while she's going through the small gap in the row I'm at and seems to pass up my offer, but eventually sits to the left of me. I can't recall anything after that, so I guess we ended up watching whatever was going to happen on stage.

My dream begins with me and 3 dream characters. We are somewhere out in the woods and it is night time, suddenly we are being chased by a man eating werewolf. Im not exactly sure but Im pretty sure that all the dream characters I was with were eaten by the werewolf and I somehow managed to escape. I was in someones yard when I began running from the werewolf then I made it out onto a main street. I ran down the street in search of someone to help me. I saw an RV approaching from afar and I waved until the RV stopped for me. I went to the passenger side. I actually kind of remember the man who was driving the RV, he was a rather large black man and when I told him what had happened with the werewolf he did not believe me. And that was the end of my dream.

No lucidity in this dream but I was being chased by something and that seems to be a dream sign of mine. I have quite a few dream journal entries that involved me being chased so I guess I did get something out of this non lucid dream

Food!
I'm with my wife (and presumably my family, though I don't remember them) at a large grocery store. We're near the deli area, and we're hungry, so we decide to get some food. Going near the counter to look at the menu, it looks and feels like a normal fast food place. They have hamburgers, which we aren't really interested in, and pizza, which is much more interesting. They have some precooked pizzas which they sell by the slice, but they also have a slightly hidden option to get a full pizza made. We decide to go with a full pizza - we don't mind the wait too much, and it's much more economical. My wife thinks we should go with a medium pizza, but I'm pretty sure our family will need the large. Up on a shelf, propped up against the wall, I see the pizza pans (labeled) and point them out to her, and she agrees we need the large. Now the whole area is filled with little round tables with chairs. My wife and I are sitting at one of the tables, and someone else is with us. The seating area is massive.

Now I'm in a line to get some food from a small rectangular table. The line passes by one end of the table then wraps back around (a very poor way to handle it, though I don't notice at the time). There are thirty-five of us in line, and there's a marginal break between each group of five (or maybe seven). The plate color seems to follow a repeating pattern: the first person in each group has one color, the second has a different color, etc. My oldest daughter is right in front of me; she isn't happy with her place in line because it means she has the blue plate, but I tell her she just needs to accept it.

Now I'm at the table serving myself. The first platter has strips of what looks to be roasted pork; I get some. The next platter seems to have the same dish, but instead of being nicely cut, this one is just kind of pulled apart. I grab a hunk. On the other side of the table, the platters have chicken, and they weren't cut up at all; instead, they have a carving knife and big fork on each platter, ready to cut however you want it. The left-hand chicken has already had nearly all the breast meat cut off. The right-hand chicken has a little more breast meat, but not by much. Neither one has had the dark meat touched yet.

Dreamsigns:
Not much really stands out. The food counter could have been at Costco; they sell sandwiches, pizzas, salads, and other random stuff. The restaurant seating was a little larger than usual, but it's possible. The meat around the table could be at any Thanksgiving or Christmas get-together. The only individual thing that stands out is the grouped line with colored plates. Of course, put it all together with the scene changes and it becomes a lot stranger.

Fragments
It's dusk. There's a path going up-hill. A woman is in a room on the left doing something sneaky.

The dream starts as I'm in the car with my mom in my driveway. There are some suit cases in the seats and she says that my friend Mason is coming to pick me up. I get really excited and believe that we're going on vacation to the beach or something. I look up to my street and see that his family's jeep is parked sideways with his parents in the front seats and him in the back telling me to come. Apparently, my bags weren't packed all the way so I tell my mom to stall as I run like an idiot to my front door as they watch me.

After that, Mason and I are in a club of some sort. This place is dimly lit with many different colored lights flashing around. There's this table thing with a huge staircase where him and I were sitting like there was more to this place. Around us were many attractive girls, so I told Mason to keep himself busy. I go down the stairs to this lab place with even more people all dancing on this dance floor. Seeing that, I go back to get Mason. When I get back, half the place has turned into a bowling alley, though it still has the club atmosphere. Mason is talking to some girls dressed like strippers as they're overcoming him. This makes me laugh for some reason, so I sit down next to him and some girls come over to me too.

Another dream I'm in my friend Moo's backyard. It's a bunch of people from my high school like a flashback of some sort. The backyard is completely cleared of trees unlike IRL, and there's a pool and a small house. There's some dialogue between the people. We go into this house and we're in some kitchen when my friend Katie sneaks up on me and hugs me. I'm not sure why, but she climbs up onto me like she's straddling me while I stand, sorta like a sex position. We're just chilling in this position as we talk for like 10 seconds, and I'm even making thrusting motions while I'm doing this which is weird. Someone signals that we're here for someone's surprise party and the person was a guy I know named David. I see him and his friends walking from far away as everyone is suddenly outside. He walks through this crevice part in the ground and we all jump out, but no one is saying surprise or happy birthday, it was quite bizarre. I was behind him now trying to at least shake his hand or whatever and when he turned around, it was a different friend named Adam S.

In my last dream, I'm in my dorm building. Everything is really compact like a kid's playground or something. I look down this opening and there's a room with this girl named Tiana I know from home who's a sophomore. She's lying on the ground and some girl I don't remember is telling me she's drunk and wants to have sex with me. I chuckle because this girl is like 3 years younger than me, so I start to crawl through the tight space to my dorm. My dorm door is like a really small dog door as I crawl through and then tell my hall mate Jason that our dorm is really freaking small. Next, I'm suddenly in bed with snakes in my arms. Two of them fall out onto the ground and start to slither but never travel any distance. I remember trying to count how many fell on the ground so I could know how many snakes I'd have to look for.

Here is an excerpt of my dream journal on HealerWagonmaker.wordpress.com...

I went to bed an hour later than usual (11:30pm). A bottle of wine and pizza may have contributed to my state.

I wake up at 3:45am to write:
I am in bed watching an engrossing but creepy documentary. It begins mildly enough, but in the first few minutes it becomes apparent that this is not a pleasant video. There is cerebral violence and profound sadness here. I had put this DVD in to watch while following along with a manuscript, which I had in my hand, and in my own handwriting.

The details of the DVD are hazy now, but there is a lot of strong and dark emotion, and my notes, of course, coincide with that same dark theme. As the DVD plays and I read along intently, Teresa comes in, apparently having been talking to other loved ones outside about me. She is concerned about the content of the DVD and about my state of mind.

I point to a place in the manuscript of significant emotional anguish, and I tell her that I am not ready to let go of these feelings. Besides, I have no choice. It's all here in the script. It's all here in my life. I can't escape it. I realize that the manuscript is my dream journal, and the DVD is a recording of my dreams.

This is a nightmare, the first recalled since I began writing my dream journal. I realize, too, that it is a movie I have seen played before in previous dreams. I am drawn to it. Morbidly riveted, actually.

I want to scream aloud to relieve my soul of the bottled feelings, but in doing so I know it will harm those around me, causing frightful confusion. They would never understand. Teresa leaves the room, sympathetic and understanding. She understands. She always understands. I release a huge silent scream of pain. My spine tingles with ice cold terror. This is a lonely journey, I realize. Sometimes terrifying.