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One dream and two fragments...

Dream:

I was watching HIMYM. Then, at the end of the episode, they announced that Alyson Hannigan was coming to Brazil. I got really excited, since she was Willow from Buffy and I'm a HUUUGEEE Buffy fan! I decided that I had to go and find her, so I left my house (which was NOT my house). As soon as I left the house, I wasn't me anymore, I was Alyson Hannigan.

Alyson-me was on the airplane and I was thinking that Brazil seems interesting. Then I realised I couldn't speak Portuguese and I freaked out a little. I sent a message to Alexis Denisof (Alyson's husband), saying that I was a little worried about the language. I don't remember texting him, but I know I did it, as I was holding my phone.

When I looked away from my phone, I was on a street. I saw a cute little store, so I went there and asked to see some clothes. The people there didn't understand me and I got frustrated. I left and got into a nice café. I sat down and I was back being me again. I looked in front of me and a friend of mine from NZ was there. We used to work together in real life, but now she's back to NZ. In my dream, however, she was famous.

My cousin joined us and we were having a good time, telling our Kiwi friend that she had to come back to Brazil instead of being famous and going to VMA (it was a joke).

Fragment 1:

I was part of this special team, we had a spaceship and we were trying to find the evil aliens to kill them

Fragment 2:

I was looking for a book on what we think about when we're dreaming.

Something was taped to an overhead lamp on the ceiling, obscuring the light. As I was removing it, I remember thinking that the scouts did it.

I was sparring with my old jujitsu partner.
I won

I decided to make a dreaming forecast. Every time when i LDing describe a weather.

I woke up and my son said something to me. Stop. He must be in school. He's just call me. Count fingers, went through the wall to the street. Noticed, that the weather is fine, sun and so on. Like in real. I decided to find a dragon and went to the coner, but soon woke up.

I was in my bed. Count fingers, went through the window to the street, flew to te sea to find dragons. There were waves. i woke again.

I was in bed. Count fingers. went through a wall and flew, but not to the sea - in the other side. There was a supermarket, but it looked like a circus. i thought that there i could find a dragon. i landed and went to the door and awoke.

Time: 9.20am

I am walking home from near the milk bar in Merinda. I notice Rach A, is walking not too far behind me. I'm in a hurry and speed myself up by scootering along, which works. As I'm walking passed Evan S's house I see a dog and it wants to play fight with me. It's a medium sized dog which is blackish. The dog annoys me because I'm in a rush to get home. I figure he's lost and I check for something on him that will allow me to take him back to his owner. I see a heart shaped tag with his name on it, and a registration tag which is twisted and numbers look as they're fading. I'm across the road from gouchies and I grab the dog by it's collar, to get him to follow me. The dog doesn't like what I'm doing and tries to sit down and lay down. I notice a piece of his tail is on the ground, which has blood on the end. I look at his tail and notice it's bleeding and must be his. He also has blood on his paw's. I think at first that I may have stood on his tail as I had him around the collar but thought it was probably from a previous injury. I continue to walk the dog towards my house and the dog is now walking on only his back legs, not wanting to put pressure on his sore foot. I try and encourage him to walk on all fours. I reach my old house at blacks land and see Dad through the window, sitting on the couch. He notices me and the Dog and gives me a surprised look. The dog is also still walking on his back legs.

Dream 1:
I'm on the phone to Tash S. I hang up by accident and call her back even though I knew I had pre-paid and usually a tight ass when it comes to calling people. Her Mum answers and say's ''is that you Dean? Tash has a guy around''. Tash is now talking to me, and I make it quick, cause I don't want to be rude and stay on phone when she has a guest.

I'm at my old house in Crystal G's, but Tash lives here. She's in her bed room and the door is closed.

Dream 2:
I'm outside a house near St agatha's with Ash K and I'm trying to remember a chorus from a song. I write it down on the footpath with a weird substance? soapy? We both laugh about the lyrics I have written down, which are wrong, but Ash knows which song I'm talking about. I can see the song on youtube. The original of the song is sung by a Chinese band which is spelt similar to this ''A1L0UD733T''. There's an English version of the song which is sung by The Beatles. I play the English version and realize I was pretty off with my choice of lyrics.

Dream Fragment:
Collingwood beat Lions by 5 points (105 - 100). I see the MCG.

I need to accept that I have woken up without moving and can try to DEILD. I try and bring on a scene and I notice a small scene of a tree with no leafs on it (Sky View).

I finally had another lucid dream last night. It's sort of spurred me on somewhat, as I constantly seem to give up on journals and lucid dreaming in general. I also have a vague memory of having had some kind of lucid dream a couple of nights ago too, so... fingers crossed, I'll be having more.

Dream:
Something makes me realise everything isn't quite right: I think my sister was wearing the jacket which some anime character wears (I don't remember which, just know it was an anime or manga character and the jacket was dark) and it leads me to question why she should be wearing it. I reality check, pinching my nose, and a little air escapes between my fingers. I'm still not sure if it's a dream or not, and even after doing the same check multiple times, I still have my doubts. But since everything seems a bit odd anyway, I decide to go with the 'it's a dream' theory and remember how many times I've reality checked and done nothing for being doubtful.

Now in my own hallway (perhaps having previously been in the kitchen..?) and alone, I briefly wonder what to do. It's a choice between going through the hallway mirror and flying, and since I have always been much better at the latter than teleporting or summoning type stuff, I decide to do that. I run at the door, intending to go through it and then fly upwards. The glass and wood clings to my face but bends to my shape and I eventually force my way through (out of practise really) and jump up into the air. --I don't remember what happens here too well, but I end up back inside-- I try pushing through windows and doors a few times to get the feel for it back and then go upstairs. In my room, I look at my hands and decide to try changing their shape. I focus on the ring finger of my right hand and will it to get longer, thinking to myself things like 'this is a dream, you know it's a dream, it doesn't have to be logical'. It doesn't work, so I look away breifly. When I look back, the finger is longer. I manage to do the same for the rest of my fingers and spend some time just checking out my elongated hands, before trying to make my fingers tiny instead. I manage to make half of them short and stubby and the others stay long. I return them all to normal.

Someone is with me now - I don't know who - but I've told them that this is a dream. I tell them to follow me and that we will be able to fly. I face the window (where in reality, they are white, now they are black) and ram my face into it. It buckles about my head and then snaps to fit my shoulders and torso. I climb up onto the window sill and jump out into the sky. We fly round to the left and over a series of gardens. I become slightly worried about people seeing us. We turn right and a banked line of gardens lead down a steep hill. There are trees lining the right fences and the canopies form a kind of roof. I swoop down the 'tunnel' and out the other side, then up over the roofs of houses and towards a lake. There are tourists all about, and I grow very afraid of being seen. I fly out over the lake and then up. "Let's try going into space!" I call to my companion. I have never actually managed to get into space in a dream before. We go up into the clouds, where we suddenly find ourselves inside an odd floating structure: there are a series of broad, flat rooms with metal walls stacked up on top of each other. Some of the have people in them, and there is a lift shaft up the middle. I fly upwards, through the ceiling and keep going - with each level, the metal becomes a shade or so darker....

It stops being lucid after this. I'll write about the rest of the dream some other time.

A teenage girl with long red hair is standing in a field at the foot of a mountain. The image changes to show her standing in this same field when she was younger, standing under a tree while her father spoke to her with his hands on her shoulders, while the rest of the family walked away into the woods and left her there. She was known as something like a witch. She shouts after her family not to leave her, and when she tries to calm herself down some sympathetic man - also present in the scenes where she's a teenager - tells her no, go ahead and shout that if it's what you feel, call what you see, refuse to be quiet, make it your power.

She's older now, and as a disembodied observer I'm watching her walk across that field towards the mountain, watching her from behind and I'm struck by the vivid colors of her now compared to when she was younger - the red hair in a thick braid now and down to her legs, the vivid blue skirts. She's walking past a wooden house with something going on in the woods on her mind, something urgent, possibly dangerous, her thoughts feel very determined and she's intercepting a group of people walking across the field towards that house - I think of them as the Freyhella (name taken from Wraeththu, but the resemblance stops at the name). As she walks towards them she takes a knife and cuts off her hair, right to the scalp. "With shorn hair," she says to them, the first words of a ritualized phrase, citing her right to be heard as one of them, as their neighbor, and as a 'witness' - a reference to whatever it is that's going on in the woods that she was thinking about earlier, and that she needs their recognition for. She ends by saying "Turn, and you can't yield to this," and she gets this hard expression I fall in love with.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Her again, in the woods, walking a path around some people at a distance far enough that she won't be seen, forming a protective symbol around them.

I'm walking along a road and find a dog walking around on its own, separated from its owner. I read the owner's name on the collar, and I bring the dog back into town with me, ask around after the owner and almost immediately find her apartment building. I ring the buzzer and ask her to come down.

When she comes down, she gives me some water to carry. The plotline's changed: there's no dog, we're going somewhere together, two distinct groups traveling together, I'm in one group, she's in the other. I can feel the added weight of the water in my backpack and am annoyed at having to carry more than I'd originally packed. Some of the people in the other group stop to get some water from a stream, and most of the people in my group find this disgusting. My IRL sister L., with my group, says there's nothing wrong with it, running water is clean; the rest of us disagree with her, saying that's not exactly wrong but not exactly true either, and then saying that it's a matter of belief. IRL sister S. says that's why she and her friends have agreed to stop believing in anything, it affects too much.

Third-person Dreamsign Missed opportunity

Mars Insurrection
A man and a woman are sitting at a cafe table outdoors, talking. They're some sort of insurrectionists, and they're discussing how to overthrow Mars. The man says they have a gas that'll make people's minds more pliable, but for their purposes it's not strong enough. The woman says that if someone ingests a drug in multiple physical forms that the effects are compounded; she likens it to the method some wives use to get their husbands extremely drunk so they get arrested.

Now I'm seeing the outside of the police station. The man is in a fancy wheelchair. I can only see his back, but I know he's handcuffed. A female officer is pushing the wheelchair up the steps. It's the kind of ostentatious government building with about two stories of steps as wide as the building itself. I'm a little confused how the wheelchair is making it up, but I don't worry about it.

Now they're inside. A judge has just finished ruling on the man's case - but it turns out that both she and the officer are in on the plan. The judge says something to the officer who clips a little card in front of the man's face. To an outside observer, it just looks like it's obscuring his view of the proceedings. Now I see it from his view; it's a panoramic greeting card. Goofy is wearing an apron and wig and working in the kitchen, and another Disney character is there with him. Now the card has become animated, and the judge and officer are singing. Part of the song is something about hoping he enjoys the long months on the prison ship to Mars. I realize that the officer and judge are using the man as the fall guy to set their plan into motion.


Newfangled video games
I'm in someone's living room, sitting on their sofa. I have the impression I'm in an open floorplan with a large, bare area, but it's behind me, since the couch is facing into the corner. In the corner is a fairly small entertainment center with a TV and video game console. A long black cord runs from the console to the controller next to me on the couch. A game is plugged into the controller, and it's currently booting on the console. It reminds me of an old SNES game with parachutes, planes, and boats. It's been so long since I've gamed on a console that I'm a little unsure of things. I have no idea which console it is, what the game is, or how to play it. I try to make smalltalk with the homeowner by talking about the old days when the controller cords were only 6 feet long and you had to sit right in front of the TV to play.


Home improvement
I'm looking at a house. There's a section of the wall under the roofline that's been ripped out and replaced. The rest of the house looks completely normal, but this section is composed of 1x3x8s, running top-to-bottom, covered in a clear coat. Now I'm watching a salesman talking to some people about some kind of project they want to do, and why they should go with him. He's describing a variety of really bad alternatives of how they can do what they want to do, explaining that his method is the only viable one. I point out the house next door with the strange section, that it seems to do exactly what they want, and it's much simpler and cheaper than what he's suggesting, and he freezes and can't think of a good response.

Now I'm on a flat roof with my grandfather (who's skilled in woodworking) and a handyman I know, and maybe a couple of other people. We're currently standing under a shelter, since it's raining. We're all holding a tarp over our heads, getting ready to head out into the rain to do the work, hoping to stay dry. A couple of people in the group decide they don't care, drop the tarp, and head out into the rain unprotected. Now we're all wet. We're back under the shelter, and the other guys have decided to go home and change because they're wet. I'm really frustrated with them because it's their fault they got wet in the first place.


Farewell boat tour
I'm on a largish tour boat, going around a manmade river. The river is actually a giant square; it even has precise 90 degree corners. We're approaching one of the corners now. In front of us, floating right next to the wall, is another similar boat. I can't see anyone, but I know my pastor is on it. Now he's talking to us (in-dream, I think I decided it was over a PA system), giving some sort of farewell address. As part of it, he mentions that there are three people on my boat whose fathers were military men and are now dead; I feel a tear coming to my eye.


Dress shop adventure
My wife and I go into a store in a shopping strip. It's very richly decorated, with dark woods, dark colors, and fabrics. The store isn't very wide, but it goes way back. It seems to be a dress store for plus size women: all the mannequins are extremely unattractive, with huge guts, but the dresses on them are clearly very expensive, well made dresses. There aren't actually that many dress stands around; most of the store is taken up with scattered bookshelves holding antique books. As we're walking through, I feel like I shouldn't be here, both because we have no need of plus-size dresses and because this place is so nice that my normal clothes feel trashy. We meet the owner near the back of the store, and she explains that this was a very difficult store to open, and that the antique books help to get people in the right frame of mind (or something like that)

Now we're in a back room, probably the break room. There's no finery back here. Everything is very plain. A stainless steel countertop with sink runs along the back wall; a cheap circular table with chairs is in the middle of the room, with someone sitting at it. Now we're moving back through the store, but we're in an FPS. We've just come up the hallway from the break room, and we're confident no one is behind us. We're in a corner with good cover (lots of scattered dress models), so we're safe for the moment. I have some special abilities that I haven't tried yet; I scan through them and try to decide which one to try next. I pick something explosive.

So my girlfriend is always right. NO MATTER WHAT. "Hey hun, you think that this color looks good on me?" Me- " Ikt looks great on you!" She says, "No. it looks like ****." Im always wrong. Even when im right. i'm always wrong. go fig for life...

Dream one has me in a snowy town, possibly medieval Europe. I think it's the same town as the one from Disney's Beauty and the Beast, even though I've never seen the movie straight through, so I'm not even sure there was a snowy town in the movie. Anyways, it's night time, and there is an uneasy vibe going around. I'm sneaking from building to building, trying to avoid as much attention as possible, but every single building here has giant glass panes for a wall, and the interiors are well-lit by fireplaces. I only get as far as I could because no one bothered to tilt their heads and look outside. I can't say for certain, but I think the townspeople are afraid of me and would form a mob if they knew I'm back.

I finally duck into a wooden building, the only one where there aren't any giant windows. It is apparently the home of two sisters; they are both redheads in their early 20's, and they are dressed like extras from Fable. Dream Knowledge tells me one is evil, and the other is good. Evil sister pushes good sister towards me in a "take her, not me!" manner. Luckily (for her and my conscience), the dream fades before I can do anything horrible.

I'm next in a two-story house with eight or nine other housemates. Hijinks ensue in vignette format, but I can't tell/remember which order they go in for the most part. But the following happens:

-I accidentally hit an old hippy lady wearing dreads with a basketball while she is eating. She is annoyed, but not mad.
-One of my housemates is named Raj, and I work for him on his website downstairs in my office area. He is probably a dream version of my old boss.
-We cook some sort of a spaghetti dinner at a really long table together. The dinnerware are really colorful.

What I do know is that in the last vignette, I spar with Craig, who resembles a cross between Craig Robinson and the guy who plays Tyrese in The Walking Dead. Either way, Craig loves to watch 70's MMA on TV (yes, yes, my brain knows it doesn't exist back then. It just did that to troll the bros), and I'm the only one in the bunch that's willing to practice with him.

Sparring with Craig causes my dream to shift into a Battle Royale setting, and I'm one of the poor fools trapped inside a Japanese high school. Only, this school is built like a tower on an island, and is tall enough to reach into the sky (hey, not the most efficient architecture, guy who designed this school). There are apparently 999 levels, and my goal is to reach the very top. Fortunately, my dream posits me near the very top, though the dream fades before I could do anything.

Let's see... where do I begin?

First:

I was walking with my grandma. I was particularly surprised by how fast she was going, considering she's really, really old. She was also speaking faster than she does in real life. We were coming out of the subway and she knew exactly where we should go.

I followed her until we arrived at this house/apartment. It was a house, but it looked like an apartment, and we were outside. My cousin was there and he wanted to talk to me in private about school. He started whispering to me about failing school, and then our grandma was all "what are you two hiding from me!?" so we stopped and he said that he was just asking me if we should have some barbecue. Grandma loved the idea.

I went to the kitchen to get some meat, went back outside to our weird place, which suddenly had a place for making barbecue. My cousin thanked me and threw all the meat there. My grandma sat next to us and said that she couldn't wait for the barbecue. I told my cousin we'd talk later.

Second:

I was in class with my high school classmates. My former Algebra teacher was telling us that that we'd all done okay in our test, and that she was looking for people to help her. I started thinking that helping a teacher sounded like a good wy of getting extra credit and some money, but I suck at Algebra. I asked her if any other teachers were doing the same and she that other two were. She looked at some of her papers and she found that my former English teacher was also doing it.

Well, now THAT was awesome news! My English teacher LOVED me back in high school! I quickly got up and started running around the school. I found my English teacher, who looked completely different. I shrugged. So, she had a new haircut, it was still obviously her (no, it wasn't). She saw me and before I could say anything, she offered me the job. I accepted and she added that I also had to take her daughter on a date. Which was weird, but okay, I could do that too, yes.

So I found her daughter and she looked nothing like her real daughter (who's a year younger than me in real life, so I used to see her at school all the time and that's why I know it wasn't her). She was excited about going out with me and she looked pretty hot, so... eh, why not, right? My English teacher saw us and now she looked like herself again. She said we made a cute couple and told us to go out and have some fun.

Third:

I was in a weird castle. I had to share my room with lots of people and we were in what seemed to be a prison. We didn't have beds, just some sheets on the floor. A new girl showed up and she didn't have a place to sleep. I offered mine, and told her I could share with my girlfriend. Suddenly, I had a girlfriend there. Anyway, she thanked me. I told her I had to go outside and get some work done.

I left the building/castle and I was in a very beautiful garden. It was extremely green and I could almost feel the cool wind. As I was looking around, I remembered when I had first gotten there. And then the dream got weird. I've had this type of dream before, a few days ago, but it's still weird (here). It's like a film with flashbacks.

I was a little kid, but still at that same place. My father (who was NOT my real father) was there too. He was telling me I should be proud of being here, as this was the place that belonged to our family. I was really happy that I was there.

Back to the present, I was angry. I was a prisoner there! Some of the guards saw me outside and went there. They told me I couldn't be there and that I had to go back inside.

Back to little me. My mother (who was NOT my real mother) joined me and my dad. She told me that, as long as I was there, I could do anything I wanted to. We were the masters of that property, and everybody should obey to us. Little me laughed. I definitely enjoyed all that power.

Present again. I looked at the guards. Wait. This is a dream! Oh, I know exactly what I want to do! I'll bring my parents back here! They'll tell the guards all about our history here! That'll show them! The guards tell me to move and get back inside before they MAKE ME. I tell them to hold on a second because I need to summon my parents. They tell me to shut up, I turn to them, angry as hell, ready to tell them to stop distracting me... I wake up.

Fourth dream:

It was night and I was outside of this weird place. Looked like a factory. There were lots of us and we were told we'd be going to a better place. I was happy, I didn't like it there. Then, some people were taken to this building, they were being taken to the better place. The others staying behind, including me, would go later.

And that's when shit got real. The guards started shooting us. I moved fast. I ran to the building too and one of the guys there held the door open for me. I thanked him (he was a guy I went to school with). He said no problem and we noticed that the others inside the building had run somewhere else, still in the building. We started running together, trying to catch up with them. Somehow, I turned in a corridor, he turned in another. It was a dead end for me. I went back a little and noticed a sorta secret, but still visible passage.

I went there and found the others. It was a subway station. We were waiting for the train. The guy who had helped me wasn't there. They said it was okay, there would be other trains and, when he found this place, he could get on one and we'd all be together again.

I accepted that and got on the train that had arrived. There was a food machine in there and I decided to get something. Someone saw me and he was sort of a leader there. He said I wasn't supposed to be there, so if I wanted to stay, I should keep my mouth shut. I nodded and he walked away.

I sat down and stayed quiet.

And that's it...

I am going to disneyland. my sister and mom are both there. We end up walking around for a while, but then we find out that they are having some sort of convention, where they are going through a bunch of presentations and power points on fiscal plans and plans for the park. All of this is taking place in a giant hall that is also an auditorium that is the same one as the one from my high school. It seemed that at the end of the presentations, there would be a talent show. We enter in through the back of the auditorium, and we push aside the white curtains to enter. The stadium is pretty much packed. There are a few air force people in the back row that are watching the presentations. They are standing. A few rows in front of them there is another guy standing that is using sign language so that the presumably deaf guy in the row behind him could understand. My mom and sister go in ahead of me. The air force guys then leave and I try to take their seats, but it seems that they were saving them for someone because they left a yellow backpack and another black bag in their seats.
I look for another seat and notice that the talent show is starting. I notice that my asian friend, Nguyen is on stage now, as if he had performed earlier. Yelling his name so loudly that the croud starts to turn and look at me, I start going down the aisle towards the front left of the auditorium to look for a seat. It turns out that the first few rows are somewhat sparsely populated, so I start running to the left from the left middle aisle to go down the fourth third row. Behind me there are two colored teenage girls sitting. One was in a yellow top, and I can't remember what the other one was wearing. I sit down and notice that they are talking a lot. I infer that they are british, not by their accent, but by the fact that they did not know certain pop culture references. It seems that the talent show is a two part performance for each guest, and there are only two contestants left. A black man that looked a lot like Seal, the singer, walked out onto stage das Nguyen exited to the right. He went out to left stage and starts singing Billy Jean to two elderly women. They seem to enjoy this a lot, mid song, Nguyen comes out.
I know that Nguyen has got this in the bag because I remember that he was a good breakdancer/dancer, and that he knew how to dance like Michael Jackson, so he starts his dance. Seal leaves stage left. Nguyen starts going at it and I start cheering for him very loudly again. He is doing very well and the crowd loves him. He ends up coming down the stairs on the left of the stage and running through the second aisle all the way to the right side, and exits stage right. I start applauding very loudly as the crowd went wild. It turned out that I was lying down in the second row, and my mom was sitting behind me. She was applauding as well. I look up at the stage, eager to hear the results, but that didn't happen, and everyone starts to clear out. I turn back to my mom saying that Nguyen is probably going to win, based on his performance. She said he already had it in the bag from the first performance. I turn and look at her again, and she is shaving her head.
I am sitting right next to her and she is shaving her head with a portable shaver, and I start to say that this isn't the time or place for that. She just starts to ask me where she still has hair left so that she can shave it all off. We are now situated on the left side of the auditorium in the first row, and our row of seats are parallel with the left wall. My sister is now there also. They start talking about how we already had plans with my Aunty and Grandparents to meet up and go to some sort of mansion and that they texted me the details. I tell them I had no idea and that I couldn't go. We apparently are not staying in the same place or hotel and they, in fact, are visiting me while I am on TDY. They started to complain about how that was so like me to do that. My sister starts trying to guilt trip me. I keep saying the same. Then I transport to my hotel, which seems a lot like the one that other friends stayed at during my TDY to Norway.
I end up back at another building with a few friends. They are talking to me about something, I can't remember. It seems that we all were going to the chow hall, and then to another building that is further away to report in for room inspections and/or to get permission to leave base. The buildings now don't seem hotel like at all, and they look more like dorms. We are traveling for quite a distance when we decide that we do not need to get permission to leave base and we make our way to the front gate. There we meet a few more of my coworkers and there is a bus that is going somewhere. They say that they are going to leave base too, so we all get on the bus, and that is the last of the dream that I remember.
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Dream Fragment. It was a dream about a small village. I was in a family where we were for some reason framed for the murder of a few members of another family. Before that, we all lived and did our work out of a barber shop that entertained to girls trying to get haircuts similar to Fabbio's. Eventually, one of the girl members of the family (who was very manly) fell in love and wanted to become more feminine. After the framing of the murder, she became more feminine and went from short black hair to long red hair.
The family next door owned a restaraunt, a.nd we all went over there to eat. It turns out that one of the people that we were framed for the murder of was in their family. They pretended as if they didn't care, but really, all of the food they tried to serve us was either poisoned or crawling with insects. At this point, it seemed that I knew this story, which means that I was semi-lucid at the time. I knew the scenario, so before my family members even took a drink of the orange juice they gave us, I smacked down the glass, and it turned out that there were worms in it. We were chased out of the restaraunt by the family, and they cursed at us and screamed.
We were then outside when the group of village elders started to gather a rather large mob to drive us out of town. I can't remember anything after that.

I was at my jet and crewing it for another dream. One of the chalks was small and green, which is odd. Logan was trying to teach me how to do launch and recovery of the jet, but I already knew how. He also asked me if I cleaned my wheels or not before the pilots came out.

I was lucid in a dream and went all through houses and teleported through them. Met disney characters and It was day/night time. I passed through many different houses and mansions. I also ended up going down a large ocean with many weird sea creatures in it. There were also floating islands that were objects, such as large toys, food, etc.

NON-LUCID
SEMI-LUCID
LUCID

Just remember something during middle of the night ...
I was calling for axiatonal Attunement earlier last night ... During middle of the night ... Half woke up- half slept seeing white lights in front of closed eyes , and felt soft vibration , maybe some soft heat during body

Dream Fragment:
I was in Vietnam .... my friends wanted to gather together and celebrate a party .... Then I was sitting with Hanh I believed ? She told something about Tri and something about she was always the first one to appear with me whenever I invited her? But today she was kind late because of something?

Dream Fragment:
I was in my 1st house (nhà Bà Chiểu) in Vietnam .. Dad was preparing something for me ... There were too many luggage I carried .. I was preparing to live Vietnam and flew back to Canada. I wondered where was my blue case ?(vali) I could put so much in the blue case and ended up only have to carry the blue case and one additional big backbag ...! I was kindof surprised my parent's didn't yell at me or something because I didn't quite prepare and they didn't care either.... So I went to my room, found the blue case, pack everything again and went to the airport . Then blue case turned out to be Green... But I was afraid I would be late so just proggress with it... I said "Tina woudl't like this Green Case!" Only one friend or a dream character stayed by me. Something happened... I was sitting with some friends - anh Dồ ! It was 5 something or almost 5 ? This time I took the airplane ticket for the first time and looked at departure time . The Departure Time was 4:40 ! But it had passed ... Or 3 something? I screw anh Dồ for booking too early ? He said he didn't mean to book that early? But anyway I had to come to talk to the airplane receptionist... 2 woman checked if it had departured ... and said no .. but I had to give them MONEY so the could told the pilot to let me in (Common sense in VN) ... I gave each $50 (but was speaking Eng?) .... Then they said would be another half hour for me to get into the airplane ... SO I didn't get into airplane but ... walked away? .... Faded.......

Dream Fragment:
I was back in Vietnam, in my 2nd house at this time.... There was sis Hien who watched over the Pharmacy, and my Father in the Room waiting for patient.... I was told something about a girl I couldn't remember... But the moment she appeared, she looked quite pretty, wearing a dress somehow pink-purple. She was tall. I wanted to make friend with her. I didn't remember if I said anything to her. She reminded me of Ms Trinh here (who was anh Sang-Song's sister)

Then something happened in the middle... We moved to a mountain scene... I was at the other edge of the mountain. What was in the middle of where I sat and where the mountain lied I couldn't remember. The mountain had many steps on it... Some family members or some Dream Characters were on the edge of it.... I was told (or I told myself) that she was a very active girl and very strong/powerful characteristic. That was why I saw her jumping from one edge to the other just like she jumping rope... Then some other girl (maybe Tina?) imitate her and do the same thing....

Something happened in the middle... Then I saw my past-away GrandPa sitting in front of me.... He was wearing some how blue-white... I think his clothes changed.... I think I was dreaming (but didn't fully know I was dreaming)... I knew he was already passed away.... So I hugged him and said I missed him alot... He didn't say anything (or say something which I couldn't remember....)

Then my consciousness drew my back to my physical body.... I was thinking on my head "No, don't think of your physical body!" ... But then the consciousness had already returned to my physical body that was lieing on bed.... I began to feel the vibration .... It was soft as first and then increased the intensity... I was a little bit feeling insecure... I began to visualize white and golden protective light around myself.... Then I called on assistance of the Archangels, my Spirit Guides and I said the mantra "Om Mani Pad Me Hum"....

Then I separated from the body (which I didn't feel the vibration anymore).... But the scene around me now was kindof clear - and then it became blurry - and then clear - then totally blurry - it was like I totally shut down my eyes .... So I remembered a trick I heard .... then I got my non-physical arms up and clearing my non-physical eyes.... I took my arms to open my eyes (of course non physical)... and the scene got clear again .... I flew outside the window .... And I was flying . I felt very great ! Eventhough I couldn't see my spirit guides ...

I looked below me.... The scene was like half Viet half Asian half European .... with a white and very wide road below ... some fountain ( i belived) and some kids were playing down there .... I flew ahead and I saw a flurry black energy ball .... I wondered if this "ball" is "good" or "bad" ... But I just decided to use my healing ability to "heal" it.... Therefore I created white light and somehow I ended up "sealing" it in a white material ... Didn't know what kind of material it was... It was white (not very clear white), it had somehow like snowflakes on it....(or flowers of life on it) , and it had holes in between... (what was that?) and I could see the energy inside the ball kept bump up and down (like it wanted to escape?) ... I bounced the ball for a while and saw some flying kids flew by me .... Here I think I saw another white ball like this or so ... Couldn't remember ... think of my physical body and consciousness drew me back there .. I felt the vibration again and woke up from a great dream

Upon waking up I felt asleep somehow again (but not totally sleeping)... Then I heard somehow like a bird's voice and it woke me up again (very loud bird's voice)

The whole world is going into chaos and everyone is trying to save their own ass obviously and when I get a sign from this girl to go to this mall to find a way to save myself and my mother who was with me. When we get to the mall I remember that all the money was cut off from us so all the money you really had was all that you had on you on that very moment. I remember I had to find a information desk that sold crystals for some reason and after I found it the girl at the desk advised me that I am going to need a key which she gives me while my mom is buying crystals for $2.50 which I didnt question her because it was her money. After I got the key the girl at the reception desk gets a call on her cell phone and is speaking with some guy who is telling her that if she still has the key that she is going to need it to embark on this ship or plane I was really not sure but in the middle of the conversation the guy tells her that we have to hurry because they started embarking already and we were going to be left behind. Once I heard that I started recruiting my friends in the mall that we went to for some reason because I say we are going to need them just incase the ship or plane leaves us. I remember that the girl said we needed a bowler then I remember seeing a bowling alley and saying hold on I got this and pulled out a friend of mine who was bowling because he was spending his last minutes on earth doing what he loves. After I saw him I told him about the ship and he was surprised and ran with me right away and then I caught up with the others who were just a bit more in front of me. After we all get together and were running and everyone is watching us there comes this black security lady showing us a badge who is telling us "are you registered with some agency" I respond yes and then they take us down this secret hallway that was in the mall into a parking lot. Then the security lady gives me some instructions to following and then I get into a car and start halling ass down the turnpike towards the destination. Right before we go to the car I remember that the security lady told a girl in the group of 4 that we were that she was not authorized and was dismissed by some other security guards but it wasnt my mom so im guessing it was the crystal lady but not sure why. I regain memory when I get a minor dejavu on the turnpike because I remember seeing a oil tanker that is usually holding gasoline break down in front of me and I almost hit it and then like 3 minutes later I see it happening and everyones like how did you avoid that and I just told them reflexes. Then we arrive at a destination at a house whose the person name is Powers but then out of nowhere a huge 18 wheeler comes out barging into the road and crashing all these cars out of the way and I started following it. Woke up