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In dream one, I was in a city in the evening, possibly dusk. I think I was part of an envoy visiting a city; Dream Knowledge tells me that my group represents the historical lost Loulan Kingdom. Since I have little to no knowledge of actual Loulan culture, my brain just used a combination of Nepalese and Indian culture instead. I'm also not an official citizen of Loulan in this dream, but rather I tagged along with them as a sanctioned visitor.

The setting of the city we are in resembles Elizabethan architecture, but with a little more of a fantasy twist. It was a little vague at first, but slowly, the city resembled the city tile set from the game Neverwinter Nights (NWN; a game which I played the shit out of). I think the more I made that connection, the more the city took on that look. And that's when I became aware of our hired guard/guide.

So, background context: I played NWN alot on a RP-based player-made module, and one of the characters I played was an Autistic/Schizophrenic, or at least versions of the disorders based on my poor understanding of them at the time. I played this character long enough that he evolved to be the premiere fighter in this world, which made communicating with this character that much more frustrating because on one hand, he's a lovably difficult guy to talk to; yet on the other hand, you know he can murder you into bits on a whim.

ANYWAYS, D&D-masturexposition aside, yes, that character appeared in my dream. He was just another random guy at first, but my theory is that once my brain decided that the setting resembled NWN, it started filling in the gaps until suddenly, I realized who I'm looking at.

Two takeaways for me: 1) I think there was a point where I had the realization along the lines of "hey, I created you." Hopefully, this is a breakthrough to being able to question dream realities, because 2) I'm not sure how, but my POV shifts and I possess/become this character.

So, background/nerd masturbatory exposition two: The guards in the NWN module I played were designed to be ridonk OP as a way to keep a gaggle of maxed out characters from creating pure chaos during events. So of course, during OOC periods I'd go fight these guards just to see how fast I die; but I eventually figured out the right combination of gear, and proceed to massacre cities after cities with my guy -- because, y'know, GTA made me do it.

So ANYWAYS, I think brain memory kicked in; so for whatever reason, next thing I know, I'm fighting the whole city in my dream now, and somehow, I think I was the victim. The rest of the envoy was nowhere to be found. I wake up as the city burns around me.

I remember that we were having a party and I saw these 3 people always in a group.
One of them was the Jill actor from the Resident Evil 1 movie, and the other 2 I never saw them before.
A person I saw the other day was the doctor for our family.
So we were just having fun and I saw the three of them leave to do something.
I decided to follow them and see what they're up to.
I went out and noticed that one of my neighbors garage was open.
When I went over there, it was pitch black so I some how knew to try echolocation. I went to look around and, I don't know what happened but, I saw one of them injured, Jill tending to her injuries, and the other one sneaked up behind me. I used my echolocation to get back to my house but i felt something on my feet like a piece of meat or something.
I got scared and made for my house. I don't remember what happened after that but it was the next day already.
We were getting ready to go somewhere so i went into the garage to get my shoes. But the door to the garage was behind couches (I don't know where we got the couches but they were all over).
I got my shoes, put it on, and never found the door to the garage again.
I went to the backyard and found a chicken with lots and lots of baby chicks in a shed.
I decided to let them out for a bit and later when I went to put them away, the chicks were all over the backyards.
Took me a while but I finally got all of them back in the shed except 2 of them.
One of the chicks went under a hole and onto the neighbors yard and the other one was at the side of our house.
For some reason, the side of our house was a swamp and the chick just kept fleeing over there when I tried to get it.
I saw my dad told me not to go in but I did anyways. I went in, and the water was 3 feet high or so.
I tried my best not to get wet, but I did. Had to take a shower.
It then skipped to where I put on my shoe again and for some reason, we were afraid of the doctor guy because he was a murderer or something.
He came by the door and I found this one thin piece of metal that look like a needle to defend myself with.
He soon left but for some reason, the police was after the 3 people at the party. I went with them and helped hide them from the police. I don't remember much after that and then I woke up.

i had a very stable lucid dream just now, felt like it lasted hours, very vivid, very realistic. to me this is the biggest achievement bc i integrated all the methods i learned- hand checking, expectation, stabilizing, repeating it's a dream, etc... and it worked wtf!!!

ok so first i was getting into heroin (which is bc before i fell asleep i watched this documentary about how meth is an epidemic in sf for gay men- guess i just changed it to heroin). i injected myself for the first time and felt a rush. then i had to walk to my house. on the way though, everything got weird, fast. suddenly i noticed there was a lot of commotion and flashing lights and people running. it was bright daylight and i felt so good bc i was high so i almost didn't care. in fact i actually didnt care bc i was on the phone with ashley and i was telling her all this random shit about how gay people had more rights now and that i finally saw '21 and over' and couldnt stop quoting it (which really isnt true). while i was on the phone, sam b from scu was on my street and he looked at me and motioned with his hands and he was like 'there is an accident!' or something. i actually ignored him bc i sort of forgot he said that in the dream

eventually eric from scu came and said there is an accident and i was freaking out this time and i thought it was my fault but eric wouldnt give any details. i piggy back rode on his back to my house wtf and then at my house i had all my prep stuff and supplies and injected myself with more heroin and was in this heavy delirium and it was almost so intense that i thought i was going to explode or something. i looked out my window and saw an almost transparent reflection- a heavily armed man with a helmet and all this gear and camo aiming a huge gun straight at me. i heard 2 shots (not really loud like a real gun?) fired and i was crouching low under the window.

at that moment i realized that mom was going to come home from work soon and i had all this drug shit out. i also realized that if the cops came to save me or something i was screwed bc i had the paraphenelia. so i quickly tried to fix it but i was noddin off from the h. false awakening: mom came into my room. she didnt notice the stuff tho, bc i kind of put shit on top of it to cover it. but i started crying and hugged her so tight bc i was freakin out bc there was a guy aiming a gun at my window. mom started hugging me too but it was really tight and suddenly she was chocking me around the neck with her "hug". i literally couldnt breathe (felt like) and i was trying to stay "stop" but it was so hard. she finally stopped and left.

i had to figure out why the gunman was there. i found a bunch of journals in my room that were mom's. they were heavily detailed, there were lots of drawings she made of architecture and random scribbling notes all over it. mom can't draw but the drawings were actually very good. i tried to look and see if the drawings were her or printed from a publisher onto the pg, and it required me to analyze the pages really hard and the images are fresh in my head of the renderings. it was hard to tell whether she drew in it. but there was a lot of writing about John Baptist the Third, whoever that is. Mom suddenly came into my room and said we need to go, we need to escape. so i followed her and i was like mom wtf is going on and she wouldnt really tell me and i was like MOM WHO IS JOHN BAPTIST THE III? and she was like 'natalie. i'm the mother of john baptist the iii" and i was like "is that our cousin jonny??" and she was like "no, its the prominent mormon leader. im the most educated person on the topic in the world" and i was like "ARE YOU MORMON??" and she was like "oh god no" and then i realized WTF this is absurd. i realized it had to be a dream. i was like "MOM this is a fcking dream and that's not true!" and mom was like "no it isnt" and i was like "OH YA? lemme prove it!! can i FLY in real life?" and i flew and then she was just like indifferent.

i went home so i could do some lucid shit. i decided to stare at stuff and make it morph. i had this cubical shot class and i looked at each side and made the image on it change to wat i wanted. i chose pokemon and a bunny. then i decided to let my dream choose the sides. each time i turned it there was this elaborate neon pattern.

then the dream switched to me being in a car with casey and some guy. i still knew it was lucid tho. the dude gave me a mint and i dont like chocolate mint so i wanted a snickers so i just expected a snickers and it was! more affirmation that its a dream. when we got to casey's house, there was about to b this huge reception or something. it was a pretty nice house. i was in the living room and alex came in. i was like "dude idk im stuck in this dream and i cant really get out (bc i had tried to wake up earlier bc the gunman was so fkin scary but i kept wakin up to mom like i mentioned). he was like "this isnt a dream nat" and i just started floating to prove it. i was like "u wanna fly too?" and he was like "well ... damn ok ya sure" and then we just kinda flew around the house together and had this good sibling connection for a sec. then i went straight to the back door (where all the guests were coming in) and wanted to mess with them bc i knew it wouldnt matter bc its just a dream. ryan n zach dp were there and i flew straight up close to their faces and was like yelling random shit like "goobideegooo blaaa!!!" and they were all confused lol.

then the guests started leaving and i wandered outside and noticed a huge board of artwork. it was actually the most interesting art ever like i dont even know how my mind could come up with such beautiful things... it was like random images but sort of abstract with dark outlines and not proportional (a poodle, among other non-coherent images). i stared super hard and close in awe of my dream's capability to come up with such beautiful things. i decided it was time to wake up bc i was done with this dream. it was exhausting.

i went into the living room and casey was like 'i cant take you home bc we have guests still' the guests were a few ppl including this kinda creepy ish black guy. they would NOT let me go home and i was like ok fine ill just do some crazy lucid shit. the black guy tried to have sex with me right there in the living room and at first i was reluctant but then i was like oh well w/e its a dream ill do it and see how it is. his teeth had like gaps, just tiny ones in between each tooth. he wasnt really good looking and he definately was older but whatever i just tried to b attracted. the sex was actually really good and i tried to focus on the feeling of it in the dream and see how realistic it was. it really did feel realistic but also felt a bit different- almost like a different kind of pleasure or something.

then i went home and had a couple more false awakenings. i was frustrated bc i really really wanted to wake up. each time i woke up i had to make sure the heroin was gone. the last false awakening i realized it didnt matter bc i was in a dream.


DAYUMMM crazy fuckin dream. the craziest part was how DETAILED it was like all the writing and art i looked at.

I don't recall much of my dreams last night.

I recall a group of children, and one of them had a chainsaw, and I was trying to warn them that the chainsaw was dangerous, but they weren't taking me seriously. I looked away as the one with the chainsaw started swinging it at the crowd.

And then... people who turned into cans of mush? Looked kind of like canned pumpkin. I don't recall why, except that some of the cans were diseased, and they were needed to defeat some sort of evil ghost by piling all of the mush on top of it, and all of this was taking place on a boardwalk above a nasty polluted pond. I also recall a very gaunt woman with stringy blonde hair.

There was a lot of blood involved. Otherwise, my dreams were disjointed.

Then, I dreamed I was buying a bike. The store I was wandering around in also had a grocery section. I was looking for something specific there, but I don't remember what, and then my mother was grocery shopping with me.

Fragement: Me from the Future?

I can't remember what it was. I was still me, but I looked to be in my mid 20's-30's. My skin was a little darker and my hair was down to my shoulders. I also had a thin beard/mustache. As the dream went on some parts of the beard got thicker than others and I began to look very strange.

Fragment: Cliff base

I was at the base of some cliff. It was nighttime, and clear I could see the stars. The cliff was perahps 75 feet in height and made of a tawny brown colored rock. There were trees on top of the cliff. To my right was a waterfall that poured over the cliff. To my left the cliff had crumbled into more of a slope. There were no trees on the bottom portion of the cliff.

ATLA: Fortress invasion

What is it with all my ATLA-esque dreams lately?

Anyways. Somebody told me that I was the last air-bender and that I had to protect this fortress from people who would try to attack it.
The room I was in was a long hallway with jail cells along either side. The entire hallway was made of metal. It was pretty dark. Somebody threw a handful of gas canisters that released this white cloud that I assumed was poisonous.
I was able to use my random airbending powers to stop the gas from getting close to me. I think I breathed in a little bit of it, and my vision got very cloudy for a second, and I felt sort of woozy. But all of the people I was with had passed out. I think one of them was still conscious. He convinced me to go around the corner and take everyone out.
When I went around the corner, there was another hallway, not unlike the one I was just in, with jail cells along both sides. There were about 20 people and maybe two large robot-type things.
I used my airbending to open up the formation, and then ran in and beat up the rest of the people with martial arts. The last person in the group, or the general turned out to be someone from my school. I told her to leave before the other men woke up and saw me, because if they saw me not kill/capture her, they would think I was a traitor.

Well, I sure hope I get another lucid soon. My recall seems to be improving some.

I was in colombia with my cousins and friends and when you know your dreaming about colombia you know its going to be crazy. This time around I wanted to try something different so my cousin Alvaro shows me this pink looking bag hes calling chuzo which looked mad suspicious so I wasnt going to do it at first but whatever whats the worst that can happen. I took down one gulp at first and saw immediately the colors of lights switching like a yellow light turned to blueish type color. I also felt like 1 gulp is enough because im very precautious so then my cousin is like dont be gay drink the whole thing which I did and it was a whole mess of it about a liter I would say which completely through me off I have never tried LSD but Im pretty sure this is how it felt because I was tripping seeing noises and colors switching way to fast which but me in a trance I couldnt control at that point which then I went to the bathroom and saw myself but not clearly I then sat on the toilet and noticed I was dreaming and woke up from that shit.

Next dream I remember with my same friends from colombia but i was climbing up these freaking steep ass slides that really made you feel weightless at one point. I love water parks so I was like lets go to the steepest one and get dropped from that because it was amazing looking water which you can go in a raft with many people a dream come true for me. Then we went to the hotel room but didnt drop at the slide because we were waiting for people and then we went to get haricuts to look super fresh so we went downstairs really quickly. Once there I remember waiting in the waiting room and hearing my moms voice in the background because she has a loud voice and she was talking across the room with someone and then I said hi how are you gave her a kiss and she told me why are you getting your cut you have to ask to be atteneded. Since shes really straight forward and cant hold on for a sec and I just laughed because it was so typical and just let her be.

I had a dream about teeth falling out thats all i remember and trying to find a dentist.

I was in some kind of place where they allow you to jump from parachute. I wore all the equipments and got ready to jump. I was very afraid. But it was only 1 storey high. It was so vivid i can still feel it.

*This dream contains many video game references and a few references to earlier dreams*
*I'm also pretty surprised that out of finding that I was lucid I didn't wake myself up through excitement.

So I can't quite remember how I became lucid but it seemed like I saw something and knew I would never see it in real life.

Anyways, after I became lucid I tried to create a thompson SMG (Call of Duty). I had closed my eyes, "Felt out the gun" and my hands tingled ridiculously but when I opened my eyes after I could feel the gun... It was actually there! The next thing I really wanted to do was jump out of a window but feared that the fall would jolt me into waking up so I veered away from that. Next, I teleported outside(Unintentionally) outside of(What I thought to be) The school where my grandma volunteered. I ignored the crowd of kids waiting to be picked up and walked around the parking lot and this about 30 year old lady asked me where my grandma was. I pointed her in the right direction and got(Unintentionally) teleported into a game of Texas Hold-em(Dad works in the Casinos) Not feeling like playing the game, I summoned me a royal flush but also summoned a bunch of other cards as well. As I shifted through them, I found various words written on the cards. I read a few of them and then got "Redirected"(Going to different page on the internet) and saw this game that looked extremely like dwarf fortess(Indie PC game). I sat back and watched a "Walkthrough" of the game. The character looked a hell of a lot like someone from the game Naughty Bears along with Cosmo and Wanda from The Fairly Odd Parents. I watched them play through, brutally murder many different people and then die very brutally before my mom woke me up in the morning.

*EDIT* I remember how I became lucid... I was inside of the Code Name Kids Next Door type tree house along with a similar problem from an older dream, The tree house was overrun by giant creatures that kinda resembled cells(I'm a sciencey kind of kid ) and we didn't have any tools to fight them.

Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps.,

Dream 1(fragment):

There was something going on IRC and Xei had +h and i was trying to figure stuff out.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was watching random video where someone was playing a game and was complaining about how counter-strike series went all wrong way after version 1.5, where "towards damage" mechanic was added.

Dream 3:

I am at home, looking out of window, i notice something flying in the sky very far. Then i notice that something is a dragon, i do RC and it fails, i continue looking. Dragon is flying above houses on the other side of the street now, he's fairly large and yellow. I feel that i am dreaming and decide to call dragon. He continues flying like he did but then after a while changes direction towards my home and quickly gets closer. Eventually he just gets into the room crashing through the wall and ceiling and lands behind in the room. I feel nice that i finally get do see another dragon in lucid, but then in a second dream just destabilizes and fades before i can ask or do anything...

Dream 1(fragments):

I was in some forest place and was going somewhere.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was playing some game with caps lock'd name for which to work developer had to connect using phone and players had to connect using IRC. Then in game i was exploring some lava lake with semi-ruined roads built above it. I was searching for some items and then used wall around level to reach some secret area.

Dream 3:

I was playing some video game that was a mix of games. It was also coop and we have entered a complex of various buildings, we have started exploring it and found some secret weapons, there was also an area going through which was turning game into a shmup and we had to fight off waves of enemies.
Then back at complex we have found some very dark areas with some kind of aura, we used some lighting sources to find way and collect some books, then after done with that i've opened wireframe 3D map of the complex and noticed spiral knights-like elevators in a few places. One of them was leading to a 'Secret Mortal Kombat Area' and was locked.
We continued to the eastern part of the complex and suddenly game turned to be like serious sam 3, we were in a place surrounded by ruins and with a house in the middle. Lots of enemies started appearing and there were score multiplier items that could be also destroyed by enemies. Soon house exploded and massive cyberdemon-like enemy appeared which we ha to fight as well. We defeated it and a helicopter arrived, which was the end of the mission. I was still curious about elevator secret place and continued exploring. I 've found an underwater passage which lead to some kind of shipyard where i had to dodge huge moving blocks.

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00:00 Saturday 2013-11-16

01:06 bit less than half of a 3mg tab of melatonin

01:24 bedtime (wife very noisy, tossing, turning, sighing, well past 02:00)

Could feel the melatonin kick in, adding a gentle push / deeper sense of wanting to sleep. Pleased with the experience will probably use again. Didn't get me immediately to sleep though because of wife noise.

07:09 earlier awakenings with recall but no will to record didn't want to bother wife.

1) in a house, my hosue, we're selling it, we're showing it, a black couple is looking at it, there is a price on a sign saying about $5,000,000. I wonder if they'll pay that much for this house. They don't say it's junky but they're not impressed, I say "it has lots of personality, the former owner changed a lot and didn't maybe didn't paint it outside for a long time but the construction was all excellent and pure quality construction. I look at the exterior walls and see some need paint badly. We're in a sort of barn-like covered but exposed to the outside area. I showed where a place had been cut with a saw line and had never been corrected (as an example of funky coolness), the lookers smile, there was alittle room outside, walked outside to garden. THey asked about the separate room, we had a separate room up on the street, I said it was fully zoned and permitted as an official extra room, it has its own hot water heater so you can take long hot showers (imagine being in a hot shower). It's up a long stairway up to the street. We're going up and there's an old woman they bump into her and say excuse me (current resident of room?)

In a room with wife going to bed, very large room with columns, she's going to bed I'm turning off lights, I'm at light switches on the other side of this large room I can't see the bed well from where I'm standing I'm flicking switches but they're not all turning off properly wife says no they're still on "it's getting too bright", she gets impatient and goes to another switch and turns them off and smirks "that's all you had to do". I say I can't see the bed from here. Go back to her at the bed. There's a dumbell on the floor, I start doing bicep curls, my arms are well-built and well-defined the biceps are bulging nicely as I do the bent-over curls. Right arm then left arm. Then S2 (current age) comes in. I say "show us your super duper biceps" dumbell is nautilus-shaped. Wife says you should take out your teeth. Son takes out fake teeth thing and it's covered with food and wife is trying to fit it into her mouth and I'm disgusted by this.

In a ChDw house, in the garden there were herbs and I wanted to have a house with a nice garden. There was a flower stand with a large fake blue bird.

In one room while walking through the house with the lookers there's a barn-like weight-room with weight sets made from
chains.

Thinking about email address of ChDw and my usual usernames at companies

2) weird exposition: Russian gala presentation like a giant float, 100 yards long and 40-50 yards wide and 40 yards tall, made up of many sections, each section very long but narrow and not very wide like a french fry. These sections are stacked about 5 high on top of each other. Each section has wire fence material on the sides and the floor. Huge things are popping up from the sections, colorful (animals?). There were children inside these sections, there were technical difficulties. Colored yellow on top? Boys in these sections talking to each other. Something is not working right. There were people coming up and handing flowers to the people inside, there was a little girl who got excited and started peeing a bit and she started crying a man comes and picks her up to comfort her.
At the beginning of the presentation there were rows of Russian girls with numbers on their backs like atheletes, I pull up these numbers over one of the girl's head.

3) at parent's house, with dad, like in the dining room, I go to give him a warm hug, he does a quick backslapping hug then gives a longer hug. Go through a door with him, like out on to the deck (but it was a room), I think a glass of wine would be nice, mother is in there (both are younger), they both start singing happy birthday, there are glasses of champagne in there, I'm happy.

07:09 MILD based off of house scene

08:42 can't get back to sleep, take 2nd (larger) half of 3mg melatonin, WBTB

10:49 voice recorder fail. don't think there were dreams? about 30-45 seconds.

12:52
4) getting my backpack, tent, orange inflatable ground pad, sleeping back from a bag / box stored in a room/closet, I'm really happy to get them, "yay!". My old baseball glove is in there. From CrLe? I put on the glove it's not my old glove, I look further and see my actual old glove. It's a bag from a sports club, there are raggedly half-chess boards nailed to the end of a platform, there are old rowboat oars. There's a strange (harp-like?) musical instrument with tons of long wire/strings, each wire has an individual tuning button and I start pressing them all to adjust all the strings, then I think I have to leave and ask someone to unpress all of these tuning buttons to return them to their original position. There's a weird version of my instrument and I realize the real version is in my parent's house so I have to go get it to give a demonstration.

Meeting with young folks to help me get my stuff but they're drug dealers so they're hurrying, they're European I say I speak Francais and Anglais (and something else) going down some steps then up to the circle, there's a car there I say let's get in car, they don't want to. The gray car starts peeling out and turning around, we have to get into the house before the car turns all the way around and the people inside can see us. We're diving for the stairs down the left side of the house on the ground, turn around as me make it to see if they see us, think we make it. There's a stoplight ahead of us. Concerned that if we stop here we'll be seen. Go through come around to other side of house think I have to get through the sliding glass door to get inside.

13:00 melatonin in the morning is probably a bad idea, I feel pretty groggy, but I was desperate to get back to sleep for more dreams later (I knew it would be several hours perhaps before REM). Didn't seeem to help much getting back to sleep even though I did feel its effects I think.

Much more time passes when I'm trying to get to sleep than what it feels like, probably 4-5x more than what it feels like. 1.5 hours feels like 20-30 minutes. It doesn't feel like I'm falling asleep and re-waking up but it's possible, as there are tiny moments of discontinuity which may be me falling asleep into non-REM sleep.

I don't remember much from it, but here we go.

[COLOR="#008080"]I am on this mountain.The sky is purpleish with touches of red and the grass is bloody red. There are a lot of people fighting. There are a lot of seats in the color of black. I have a bow and I keep shooting arrows at people. I suddenly get this feeling I'm dreaming and do a RC. After realizing that I'm dreaming I stabilize but the dream doesn't get any clearer. I put my hands together and imagine ice in them. They get colder and I try to stabilize without any succes. I yell : GIVE ME A CLEARED LUCID, GIVE ME FULL AWARENESS and all that kind of stuff to make my dream more awesome. There appears Kris and he tells me that if I keep getting all those things I will create another person (wut). I stop doing it and that's pretty much all I remember.[/COLOR]

Kris appearence was pretty normal(As it usually is) but for me... I had black long hair and I wore some ninja clothes (Pretty much looked like Dannie)

New thing I remember : Kris did a surgery on my leg to get a bone out of it.

Original journal entry dated Oct. 16, 2002:

This one had me and B and S in it and then a bunch of people I don't know because I've never seen them before. We were all fixing up this old castle that was haunted and stuff, and there was this huge library in it, and it was creepy, and old, and dirty, and dusty, and dank... and then there was a store next door that was all for college stuff. And then after we were done, I moved to Antarctica and made a living fishing. I lived on an old barge! It sucked!

And then I had this dream that I was transported to an alternate reality, or the past, or something, and I was actually a ten year old boy with a red bike, and there were all of these aboriginal people, and a canyon, and then they led me to this old professor guy's lab, which looked like one of those power things from Trigun only, you know, somebody lived inside of it. Yeah. So then we found all of these notes in a sort of Call of Cthulhu-esque way, and found out that he had actually gone crazy, and then there was a landslide, and my bike got wrecked.

11-01-2013 -- Dale is just starting to arrive for a vacation ... or perhaps he is just about to leave. It's a dream ... who knows for sure. I am looking into a hotel room somewhere down around Disney, and it turns out to be the hotel from the dream The Affair and the Time Travelers Hotel, though this time it does not involve any time travel. I am looking for a cheap room, though I have no idea how I ever might pay for it. Regardless, when they quote a price that is far too high, I start considering maybe driving over to the Record Parkside Inn (a hotel in Kissimmee that I stayed at for a few days back in June or July) and trying to get a room there.

Somehow I am rolling around in the hotel lobby in an odd cross between a wheelchair and a rocking chair that I just found sitting in the lobby, though it is slightly messed up, and it can only go backward, not forward, which means I am rolling the thing around without being able to see very well just where I am going. I move out into the parking lot, looking for my car. I can't remember if I was driving the Jimmy (my car) or the Lexus (Joe L's car), but whichever one I was in, neither one is anywhere in the parking lot, which means I have had another freaking car stolen! [Never in real life, but all the time in my dreams.]

The problem is, I couldn't lock the doors, but I had my notebook computer and a musical keyboard in the front seat, and even worse than losing the car (since they always seem to be returned eventually, always in a little worse shape than when they were stolen) is losing my computer. I go back into the lobby long enough to try and drop off the wheel/rocking chair, but the problem is as I try to get out of it, the thing falls to pieces. One of the maids is kind of grumbling about it, but waves me off.

I head back out to the parking lot to look around a little more and make sure somebody didn't just move it to the side or something, and as I am looking around, I am approached by a very tall blonde woman (at least 6'6", maybe closer to 7') who greets me by name and seems to know me, though I don't recognize her, and she seems to be somebody I would remember. She says I helped her by giving her a tour a couple of years ago or something. (Since the hotel was in a time travel dream, who knows, maybe it is a couple of years from now.) Anyway, she asks me how I am doing, and I start ranting and raving about how people are always stealing my car.

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11-01-2013 -- I am in the front bathroom in the Hickory house, and am filling the sink with water. I add some soap, then start throwing some clothes in, and it seems I am trying to use the sink for clothes washing or something, but it is too small, and it is just about to overflow. So I start grabbing wet clothes from the sink, and start throwing them into the tub (which is also filled) instead. Problem is, the water is still running, and the sink is about to overflow, and I can't get it to drain, either. Especially since the drain seems to be blocked by bits of lego and stuff. Then I discover I wasn't paying enough attention, and along with clothes I was also throwing in stuff like video tapes and books and comics and stuff, none of which is likely to be improved by being dipped in hot, soapy water. I am trying to get the stuff out, hopefully without ruining it all!

Soon I find myself standing outside the house (which almost instantly turns into a hotel) talking with my mom. She plans to enter the hotel, but we're a good distance away from the door, so I am commenting on how she is going to have to walk a good ways. She says that she and the others have learned to cheat, and as I stand there and try to figure out just what she means, she turns around and just walks right through the wall as if it wasn't there. I am already shocked, but then my mind is fully blown as a group of five or six women, probably ranging between thirty and fifty, walk up. They are all gorgeous, excellent bodies, large breast, completely nude ... and they must be the 'others' my mom was referring to, because they walk right through the wall without a hesitation. I decide on the instant that if they can all cheat, so can I. I turn and try to walk through the wall. I can kind of do it, but obviously I have not practiced, as I get stuck halfway through, and have to kind of push myself the rest of the way. Then I go off looking for the lovely women. Short, but fun.

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11-02-2013 -- [This may have been anything between 1 and 3 dreams that I kept fading in and out of when I wasn't sleeping well. Very disjointed, and not very detailed.] Very Buffy-ish feeling, though I cannot specifically recall any characters from the show, just the sort of atmosphere. I am in a bedroom somewhere, and I feel like I am being watched. I turn my head, and it is like I can almost see something out of the corner of my eye, but when I look directly at it, all I see is a small squiggle on the wall. I reach out to touch it, and something just feels wrong, but if I close my eyes and touch the spot, there is something large there. I give it a solid tug, and something large and black (and previously invisible) somehow thuds to the ground. It seems to be a weird sort of camera, and between the not being able to see it, and the odd feeling to the whole dream, it is seeming very other worldly, very "They Live". I find myself awaking (or possibly false awaking) and breathing heavily, not sure if I am really waking up, or being somehow forced back into not being able to see the controlling stuff that is really there. VERY freaky.

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11-02-2013 -- I am at the Disneyland Hotel in the bar that used to be Sargeant Preston's, but is now just a generic bar, and mom and BC are here with me. We are involved in a court case (which seems to be being judged here in the bar) and Anne is trying to take C away from B. Mom is helping us with the case, and so we offer to buy her a drink, but she turns it down. She may want to keep a clear head, which would, admittedly, make a lot of sense. B has mentioned how Anne has multiple personality disorder [wouldn't that explain a lot?!?], and we are trying to trigger a switch to her very psychotic personality, because if the court saw that, there is no chance that they would ever award Anne custody.

Eventually we win the case, but even after it is all over with, mom won't allow us to buy her a drink. Meanwhile, we run into a reporter who is doing a report on the whole case, and is quoting a Bible verse about Paul, and saying it is called the second amendment. I tell him the Bible doesn't have amendments, and then proceed to explain how he is also taking the verse out of context and twisting its meaning, and he eventually stomps off in a huff.

Soon B takes C home, and I start wandering around the hotel, circling the main building. For some reason my pants are falling down, and I have my underwear on top of my pants instead of underneath, so it is really a problem. I am kind of hiding behind a large electrical transformer and trying to pull my pants up before I start grabbing bits of metal and wire and electrical parts, and for some reason start swallowing them. I find myself in a cross between a laundry room and a sort of mobile home park decked out with lots of picnic tables, and I soon find myself trying to bring back up all the crud that I swallowed without either becoming terribly sick or tearing up my innards, and find myself wondering why I was stupid enough to start swallowing all the stuff, anyway.

11-14-2013 -- [Can't remember all that much of this one, but what I could remember had some small parts that were kind of interesting.] First bit that I can remember was a lot of running around, chasing and being chased in what was part school, part lab, part hospital. At lest part of the time I was naked or part naked, and though I can remember nothing specific, I am almost sure some of the Buffy the Vampire Slayer characters were there. One of the dreams where there are doors in unexpected places leading to secret passages, and went on for quite a while with lots of people and running, but no details I can remember.

Soon it turns into a Disney hotel with seven floors (in real life it reminds me of the Radisson) that I have frequently dreamed about. I find I am on the third floor, and instead of moving to a room or a elevator, I walk to the side and push a button that makes a balcony appear outside of one of the rooms, and climb on to it. I planned to continue on to the rest of the balconies, but the button I pushed only created the one, and there are no more buttons. I think for a couple of minutes, then just speak to the air like I were on a Trek holodeck, and speak into being the entire row of balconies, and walk to the other end, where I move back into a hallway and am waiting for an elevator. When it opens, Endora (from Bewitched) walks out, and kind of glares at me, which makes me a little nervous.

I dodge into the elevator and push a button, trying to head up for the fourth or fifth floor, but the elevator won't go where I want to go. A couple other people get on, and I eventually manage to get off, but I exit into a sort of fancy restaurant located halfway between the second and third floors. (It is a restaurant I have dreamed of between floors at least two or three times before.) I try to make my way through it, and climb up to the third floor, but the floor plan is getting more and more complicated, and I eventually have to get help from a bus boy to find my way out of the restaurant.

As I exit the restaurant I instead find myself entering the three-wing shopping mall (that somewhat resembles the Westminster Mall) that I frequently dream about, and find the area I am entering is right next to the arcade. There are video games and flashing lights, and it is a multi-level arcade. I quickly realize that it is a cross between the five-story Disney Quest and the game center that I once invaded in a dream as Spider-Man, but this time I just walk right past it and find myself in the fourth floor of what is turning from a hotel to a cruise ship. (Though it is a cruise ship that has seven decks. That part is remaining stable.) I take the stairwell up to the fifth floor where I walk into a strangely familiar bar.

I quickly realize it used to be the Adventurers Club, and I am on the Zebra Mezzanine, but they have removed all the artifacts, lined all the walls with bars, and the main focus of the room is now two very large cages. Greg Schuerman climbed up on top of one of the cages to make a speech about the loss of the Club and his memories of it, but he can't actually remember what he is trying to say, so he climbs down, then climbs in the cage with a 'wild animal' that may just be a man in a gorilla suit as a tribute to Marcel. There are a couple of other wild animals in a sort of giant circus wheel type of gadget, and as they approach, Greg flees out the door in 'terror.' Once the door closes behind him, he grabs a small wooden crate (about 18" square by 6" deep) and starts to fold himself into it, in preparation for a magical appearance. But never mind the trick, I am just amazed he can squeeze himself into such a small space.

A fellow dressed up as Frankenstein comes slowly wandering out with a pallet jack, and he is supposed to pick up the crate, but he is acting really unintelligent, and pretending he doesn't know what he is supposed to be getting, so keeps half loading up the wrong things, while some woman sitting in a wheel chair is disgustedly telling him he is an imbecile and a stupid thing, and is trying to direct him to the right crate. I'm just standing there thinking it is an interesting, if bizarre, show.