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I had it, but I lost it.

Most vivid dream I have had for quite a while!

I was part of a group of divers, the group was a mix of my friends and family members. We were on an island that looked Mediterranean, with beautiful blue water. The island was made up mostly of sand, with some rock and hardy vegetation here and there. I remember exploring it, but I can't really remember what I did or if it was before or after we were diving. I do remember a great staircase, winding its way to some peak in the middle of the island, and some kind of park.

We jumped into the water, our goal was to salvage an old ship that was on the bottom. But actually it was on the lower bottom: First we dived down to the bottom and down there was a hole that lead us down even further into an underground sea. And on the bottom of that sea I saw her: Half embedded in the mud was a old world war one steam powered ship. A real beauty even in her condition.

Something happened down there, I can't remember what, but we got in a real hurry. Three of us picked up the ship, which was actually quite light, and began lifting it towards the hole. Only when we reached the hole did we realise that it didn't fit, actually it was barely enough space for the three of us. We decided that, since we were in such a hurry to get to the surface, to leave the ship behind to make another try later. We crammed together into that hole because we all had to go in the same time, it was like an elevator. And eventually we reached to higher ocean.

On our way to the surface one of my friends were attacked by a jellyfish, and started complaining that he was in pain. We laughed at him, how could he be hurt by such a small thing? But an older person that was with us told us not to laugh, they might be small but they hurt like hell.

In Which Liam Kisses a Man

There is an image reel on the wall. When I turn the knob beside it different portraits cycle into

view. They are kind of terribly drawn anime faces and all different kinds. They are familiar. People I knew as Saja. I become lucid for this but immediately the images start to catch and blur like I can no longer make the reel function correctly. So I pull back and watch as the DC I was inhabiting takes over. He is a hulk of a man, at least 6'7", broad and muscular. He looks to be made out of dark rock. He turns the reel and the top one that is even with his face becomes a mirror. Then the mirror becomes a window and there is a person on the other side. My heart does a sort of flopping thing, like a fish on dry land. The man on the other side of the glass is Liam. By the second his face becomes more defined and animated. Pale skin, bright like he is illuminated from within. Clear blue eyes, a long straight nose, wide smiling mouth and bright copper hair.

"AH! Now I can think again." He says. The window becomes a door and then disappears.

As tall as he is, the DC is still four inches taller. Liam is obviously amused, standing in front of the hulking man with his hands on his hips in an achingly familiar posture. Lean, fit Liam is out-bulked by the DC. He's wearing a loose white suit with faded blue accents.

"Well...that's an interesting new look for you." Liam says, smiling a little. He still thinks I'm in

there, looking up at the DC. He hooks a fine long-fingered hand around the back of the DC's neck and pulls him down, kissing him on the mouth. "Since you are obviously otherwise occupied, I'll get out of here." While the presence of Liam is gone, a DC walks away. He looks deformed and is no longer wearing the suit, but a tank top and jeans. He's like an ugly echo of the rock DC.

Ghost Child

I'm in the house in MA. It is haunted by an infant who died. I am the mother. The spirits usually come out at night or on dark days. Now it is

night. I need to wash my hands but as I pause by the open bathroom door, I can already hear the infant crying forlornly from where she lost her life. I decide to go to the kitchen instead. For some reason Attachment 5260 the sink is on the same wall as the entry door and the dining room entry-way instead of on the far side. The cabinet doors are open and white hand towels are draped across them, so that I can't see underneath the sink. As I pass in front of the sink I realize that I am holding my arms like I am cradling a baby, and that in my arms is a bundle of white blankets. I feel a distant, gauzy spike of fear which is soon replace with a desperate mad sort of awe. The longer I focus on the blanket, the more I notice a tiny perfect face underneath a corner of blanket. I draw the fabric back and the baby screams, immediately fussy.

"Shhhh...mommy's here." I try to soothe her, rock her, sure that my continued existence

hinges on successfully calming her. "We'll spendsome time together, you and I. The whole night, if you want."

She yawns, but she feels...menacing still. But she is mine and I will not cast her aside.

It isn't her fault that she cannot rest like other dead. I leave the kitchen and instead of stairs there is a long hall with benches hugging the walls. I sit down and for some reason set her down on the bench beside me, facing the bedroom side of the house. A blonde teenager appears and, recognizing the baby for what she is, begins antagonizing her.

"HEY, you'll stop if you know what's good for you!" I say, knowing that for her to stay, he

needs to stop and if he doesn't she will kill him. It has happened before.
He glares at me and stops leaning over her.
"We're spending time together, leave us alone."
A girl appears and the bundle disappears. She looks like this: Attachment 5261. I know she is my daughter. She has tanned skin, long wavy brown hair pulled half back and somewhat chubby cheeks. Her brown eyes glitter with thinly veiled malice. Attention for her is sustenance.

"You have been warned once. Your actions are making me hungry...you don't wanna

know what I eat." She says and tries to smile at me but her eyes are still hard and angry, and the mask of her face just makes me sad. At least she is here with me.
She cuts between myself and the young man and approaches a closet door. She is a young woman and looks like Red from Once Upon a Time, Attachment 5262 she's wearing a loose white shirt with slit shoulders, black shorts and knee high black boots. There is a thin trickling of blood at the corner of her mouth. I realize then that she is not even a vampire, but a cannibal and that she eats people alive. I try to tell myself I am wrong but all the while she watches the young man with a obvious hunger. ((I suppose I have decided this is what my daughter looks like, because that's also how I saw Aura from this dream Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views - Amurehna - Dream Journals, and Aura is Saja's daughter in the story I'm writing. I got her name from another dream, maybe I'll post that one too. Eventually.))


Sleep Paralysis Interlude

I am in bed and I can not move. I open my eyes a little at the sound of a woman's

voice. She is twisted like a contortionist, her head between her legs and her legs bent at the knee so that my legs run underneath her. She is telling me a story about when she was alive, that in her time there was not a friend of hers that did not have a boxed hair dye called White Wash Blonde, by Bombshell Antiquities. I even get a view of the aged white and red box. I start to tell her that she could still use it, but then I realize that she is completely bald. I figure if I can keep her talking she won't be so terrifying.
Then I realize there's a man on the other side of her. I feel a hand grip my foot. I issue a whimper of terror and look over at my boyfriend who is playing a game on his computer. I wish that he would hear me, come over and wake me up. He does not notice though.

There's a fragment about being in my living room and seeing piles of greyish dirt on the floor. I see a pink and white dress on the floor in the dust and shake it out, put it on, and pat the remaining stuff out of the skirt.

WTF Mash-up

John Locke escapes from containment, he has been captured by a secret faction called

The Project headed by Noah Bennet. They will not tell him anything. When Locke frees himself, the world outside is fantastically colorful and brightly saturated. There are fields in every direction, lush green and bursting with crops. He sees a man spraying water mixed with chemicals over a large pumpkin patch, the largest is man sized. Noah finds him and tells John he was not ready to see any of this and is certain that John will not even try to understand the purpose of The Project.

"So...what exactly is your goal?" Locke asks.
"Would you believe me if I said that we are trying to ease the food shortage by growing larger crops?"
"No, I wouldn't."
"I didn't think so."

We have infiltrated the area and are looking for Locke. Sometimes I am with my

boyfriend and sometimes he is Jack (this time he looks a little like this guy he is 6' tall with black hair, true to form he is wearing a blue and white plaid button-up and black jeans). We stand facing one of the fences, behind it are great green rolling hills of crops. We exchange a look. I am standing in bright yellow dirt that when wet has the texture of sand. It reminds me of the Yellow Brick Road. I wonder aloud if they added yellow dye to get this effect because I have never seen dirt like it. I bend down and puck up some between my thumb and forefinger. Strange.

A black man in a suit hails us from the road and we turn to face him. "Hey now, you know

you're not supposed to be out here." He says. He doesn't seem at all threatening, we make an effort to look ashamed that we have broken the rules. "Come on, we'll get you two gingers initiated. Boss says that we can trust you."
We follow him back to the road without a fight, I look up at Jack.

"Did you hear him call us gingers?"
"Yeah." He lets out a brief, quiet laugh.

When I look at him again I can see some bright coppery strands mixed in with the black.

"You're looking a little auburn today so I understand you, but what about me? My hair is black."

He scrutinizes me and then grins, replying with some nonsense like "Well, you've got that V." Which makes me think of vampire blood, like from True Blood.

"Oh yeah." I say nodding. "I guess."

We reach a broad wooden gate-wall and are welcomed inside.

"Boss said you could help us solve a murder, that your talent is uniquely suited for this kind of thing."

There's a lapse. Noah is on vacation with Claire and his wife. Claire is acting more like Juliette Barnes from Nashville. She seeing a

farmhand, Alex Pettyfer, but her parents found out and tried to sever the relationship by deceiving him into thinking she no longer wished to see him. They are in a hotel room. Noah displays a hologram of Claire.

"Hey! Daddy, why do you have that? It's mine." She says petulantly.

"We took it from that boy you've been seeing...you won't be talking to him anymore." says Noah.

She watches the hologram. It is of herself swimming with lengths of dusky purple fabric hiding her nakedness only JUST. They used to use the hologram to communicate, so Noah used it and acted like he was sending a message from Claire.
Claire taps the comm on her ear. "Operator, patch me through to the Folds."

"I apologize, mistress, contacted with the Folds has been suspended."
"NO! You have to tell him I don't mean it."
"Contact..."
"Will you keep trying?"
"Yes mistress."
"Daddy...we're not on vacation, are we?"
"No, honey. There is something happening at home and I didn't want you in the middle of it."

As we leave the field it erupts violently into motion, like a roiled mess, like a landslide

spilling up from the earth, swirling and swallowing anything in its path. When the hands realize what is happening they try to speed away in all different sizes of work trucks. Most do not make it. What looks like a blue garbage truck careens wildly on the loose earth but manages to escape. This vehicle is driven by Alex. It is not clear whether Noah triggered the upheaval or if the land revolted because of all the chemicals they poured into it.

As I walk with the black man and my boyfriend/Jack, he tells us the story. I very

clearly see an armored munchkin knight who has become a vampire, lift the visor on his helm and attack Snow White. They were under orders from a 3rd party to kill her and a number of others. She was in her castle, they killed her on the landing between two flights of stairs. The munchkin regrets the part he played in the murders but kept doing the Other's bidding until he was murdered as well. As a medium, I am here to call their spirits and to declare to all gathered who the plotter is.

I'm in a darkened hotel room with my boyfriend. he mentions seeing a trailer for a movie and says it has 'the man I met' in it, sounding a

little jealous. I have no idea what he is talking about until he shows me a poster of the movie. It is Damon from Vampire Diaries in bed with 6 women.

"Of course he'd be a ladies man." I say, smiling a little. I don't recall ever meeting him

though. There was also a scrap of storyline about Elena and remember thinking that this is how the munchkins became vampires in the first place.

Walking with my boyfriend/Jack toward a large building with a sliding barn door. I

separate from myself and huddle against the wall to watch her approach. Nadia, another medium, appears. Nadia looks like her, but with her hair pulled back into a ponytail. She's wearing a blue/white tank top with khaki cargo pants. They recognize their like nature immediately and when they draw too close together something odd happens. Their hands meld together into one long fleshy appendage and they fall to their knees, eyes glowing, heads thrown back. Together they will call out the murderer.

There are Disney princesses all around the room. Cinderella is next to me, I now realize

that I am Snow White. In the far corner of the room Sleeping Beauty lays on a table...and on top of a dead body. When she spots the mediums she flies into an ill-considered rage immediately giving herself away. I am not really sure what happens next, she stalks around the room yelling nothing that makes any sense. Her evil gaze falls on me and at once I realize that this isn't Sleeping Beauty, it is a witch that has stolen her skin and wears her like a costume (EEEEWWW).

"YOU! What are you doing here?! I guess that's what I get for leaving the job to a bunch

of munchkins." Then she shoots me in the head with a fireball, it goes straight through my head like a bullet and melts my head to the wall like a ragged mess of wax (thank you subconscious...). She murders Cinderella and I realize I can still move, I reach out and seize the skirt of her sparkling blue/pink dress. I rip the Sleeping Beauty dress and skin enough that it shows everyone the witch underneath. She kills five more people before someone takes her down. A flock of Jasmines appear carrying bowls, their necklace and headband gems glowing green as they spread out and heal the 'dead'. With my limited scope I try to find my boyfriend, but I know that he has left and didn't bother checking to see if I was alright. Jasmine heals my weird wax-melted head.

Something about all of it feeling staged, like Sleeping Beauty only thought she was killing all of us, or that through the mediums we lived her intentions.

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

Uphill driving:
In this dream, it was night and i was either on a motorcycle or in a car. I was traveling up a hill, no one else seemed to be on the road. I was driving really badly and at one point, almost wrecked probably. Aside from that, i can't really remember much else about the dream, i know it had some more to it.

Robot attack:
I started off in a small room. The room looked like something you would see inside the deathstar from starwars. The room had that silver metal look. Either way, i think i may have been inside some video game in this dream. The room had many different areas that i could travel to and i had to pick one. I had a feeling that no matter which one i picked, i would be faced with a boss enemy when i enter the next area. I think i remember going down some stairs and taking a sewer area or something and then encountering robots which attacked me.

Winter Guild Runaway:
I'm inside my house. It's currently night time, and snowing. The inside of my house has turned into a massive night club. I play the role of a security guard watching from some walkways attached to the ceiling of the big central room. I had just arrived. In our security unit, we had a leader and then all the other security guards. As we arrive, the leader guard looks down at the people and then signals for the other guards to meet up with him near the club entrance. The four of us who were there walked over to him. He then started rambling about some crazy plan he has and how he's going to kill us and take over the club. Well, he tells us to get out and i start running. I hear gunshots behind me so i suspect he has killed one of the other guards.

I continue running, as a result of the weather, the ground is covered in snow. I run pretty far and make it to a house, which i break into. Once there, an old man catches me and yells at me. As he does, two other guards come running. At first, i was surprised they were still alive. Then i quickly realized that if they were alive and they came this way. Then the leader will soon come this way too and if i don't catch up, i will be caught and killed by him. But before i can leave the house, the old man tells me to take off all my clothes. So i do and he lets me leave.

So now i'm running around in the snow with no clothes on. I'm freezing and i can feel it. Strangely though, not having clothes on doesn't bother me much, except for the cold factor of course. I soon decide i need clothes for warmth so i run into a house which is my guild home. Now here is where the dream changes in concept a little. At my guild home, i start talking to other guild members as i go through drawers looking for clothes. The drawers regenerate items every so often, this is what caught my interest in the first place. So i ask my guild mate about it.

He tells me that we're in a video game world, and that in real life, we have things on our heads which put us in this virtual world. I then do some other stuff around the guild house, and as i'm about to leave, i find out the guild is having some sort of chess competition soon and it also will soon have a question and answer session. The Q and A session was taking questions from a notebook on which people wrote their questions. I thought about writing a question because i didn't understand some things but decided to just travel on.

Non Dream
Dream
Lucid

Last night I didn't have very good sleep or recall due to some emotional stress. All I remembered was a false awakening and a tiny fragment of a dream. That meant though that this afternoon I was tired enough to take a nap. I got lucid! I rarely have lucid dreams along with my naps.

Lucid #206-I woke up from my nap to find myself on my back with my hands behind my head. I was still in sleep paralysis. I figured I could use this to my advantage to have a WILD. I tried making the ringing in my ears as loud as I possibly could. It worked! In a couple seconds I felt my dream body float right out of my real body. The dream was still unstable though. I spent the next couple minutes floating around trying to stabilize. I tried focusing on my dream senses rather than my real ones. It never really worked. I tried flying out of the backyard and letting myself fall softly on my back on the pavement. Big mistake! I couldn't get up and woke up immediately.

Dream 1:

I was playing Quake 1 using my old mod apparently, and in coop with someone, and also some custom level that was really really huge, and mostly empty. It was some kind of work-in-progress level that was supposed to be combination of levels from a different mod, and it was mostly happening in a castle. After a while we managed to find the part of level where there were actual enemies and pickups, i've gotten The Acid Gun, The Plasma Gun and The Minigun(An actual weapons from the mod), then after an elevator there was a room with scrag type enemies. Then later there was some area with lava and a bridge, guarded by some weird enemy that had very effective defense versus projectile attacks.
Then after going through teleporter, camera switched top-down and started looking more like Doom, there was very weird platforming segment with teleporter mazes and weird navigation. But soon we have reached the top of the area, where camera switched back to first person and where we had to deal with some kind of upgraded mancubuses. Then after another portal there was huge arena and i was playing coop with SilentEternity now. We had to fight through horde of various Doom enemies, some were custom, and also at least four cyberdemons.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was playing some game where i had to control some kind of cyborg and there were two more on my side, controlled by AI. We had to go through some indoors complex with acidic lakes to fight enemy team, which consisted of three cyborgs as well, we easily won because AI was not really good at it.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was playing another game, in which i had to search through some amusement park for something, there were various characters i talked to, but eventually some enemy helicopters arrived and some ally helicopters, i helped destroying enemy helicopters with some kind of energy cannon then i got into one and we flied to different area, which was some dark city. There i with group of some soldiers had to set up defense and destroy some enemy attack waves.

Very well-meaning but flawed attempt at the North America Task of the Year. (The King Kong one!)

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #128: Donkey Kong Junior

I falsely believe that I have a young niece named Emily that's arriving by plane. I'm waiting with Dad in the airport for her and all of the passengers have gotten out with no sign of Emily at all. I'm becoming fretful. Dad isn't very worried and is loudly telling me stories about how thoroughly the new cereal he is eating "cleaned out his colon". I'm very embarrassed by how loudly he's talking and decide I'd rather go look for Emily.

It's like the old days when you could meet someone at the gate, and I'm allowed to stroll right through the jetway and onto the plane. I walk up and down the rows of seats, but there's no sign of her. But when I double back I find her waiting by a bend in the jetway. She's about 11 or 12, short, blonde, a little pale. I realize that I have never seen her before in my life and become lucid.

There's one of those little doors that leads out to the runway, and I walk through it and start flying toward a city that I see on the horizon. Night either falls quickly or I suffer some kind of memory gap here, because I land at a parking lot in a cluster of buildings. There's some sort of party going on with loud music bleeding out into the parking lot. There are a lot of people milling around in the parking lot itself, and some of them start following me.

I spot my friend "RF" as part of the nearby group and I tell him to "check this out" as I approach one of the parked cars. I decide that the car is as light as an inflatable balloon, lift it, and turn it over on its side.

RF looks stunned and asks me how I did that. I tell him that you just pretend something is the way that you want and you usually find that it is. I become sort of boastful and start showing off. "Look at this car. If I decide that it tastes like cake, it will." I take a huge bite out of one of the tires and it's pretty good! Tastes like a fairly decent birthday cake. Several other people in the crowd join in, taking bites out of the car here and there. I spot my high school friend "Alf" in the crowd, and he makes some remark about how cool this is. Pretty soon, a huge crowd of DCs has surrounded the car and started to devour it. It's cool to watch them consume the car but also vaguely disturbing. Reminds me a bit of a Walking Dead zombie feed.

RF and I walk away from the car along the sidewalk, reaching a building with the mural of a skyscraper painted on it. I suddenly remember the North America "Empire State Building" Task of the Year. The mural doesn't look quite like the Empire State Building, but I decide that I'm going to start climbing it and then turn it into the Empire State Building as I go. I tell RF this is for "Task of the Year" and he says "Go for it." I latch myself to the mural like Spider-Man and start climbing up the wall. It feels really forced at first, but the more I get into it, the more it feels like I'm scaling the side of a tall building.

And now here I am, clinging to the side of the Empire State Building, the wind pulling at my clothes and body. I'm trying to remember what the Task of the Year even involves. (I'm supposed to transform into King Kong, climb to the top, and fight with the military.) I feel a little frustrated with my memory, so I decide that I want to get inside and think about what I'm supposed to be doing. I either enter an open window or phase through a closed one, winding up in a small, quiet marble elevator lobby.

There's an elevator waiting here, and I step inside. It only goes up to "9", and I wince that this is not nearly high enough for the Empire State Building. I press "9", assuming that there will be a new bank of elevators I can take at that point which will bring me all the way up. The elevator begins its ascent and I pace nervously, worrying that I'm buying too much into the mechanics of the dream. I can't remember whether I'm supposed to be ascending normally, climbing the building, or what, so I just go with it.

The elevator doors open on "9" and I step out into a lobby that looks much like the previous one. There's a bulky, square-jawed maintenance man in overalls here. "Hey!" he shouts. "You're not supposed to be here!" With that, he winds up like a baseball pitcher and throws a large crescent wrench right at my head. It clonks straight into my forehead and drops into my right hand. My forehead tingles a bit, but there's no serious pain.

Somehow I now have a wrench in both hands. I feel angry with the guy for attacking me. "You're an asshole!" I inform him and throw both wrenches at his stomach. They bounce off of his torso and he doubles over, glaring at me but not seriously hurt. I feel a little bad and have no interest in going to war with this guy, so I dash into another elevator, stab at a button without looking, "knowing" that it leads to the viewing platform.

Again I wait, and soon the elevator opens up to an open-air room that looks a bit like a bell tower. There's a guy in a lab coat here explaining some scientific breakthrough about lycanthropy and animal transformations in general. I run past him along a plank to a balcony. Now I want to transform into King Kong. I look to my left and there's another skyscraper, even taller than the "Empire State Building" that I'm standing on. On top of this other building stands the cheesiest-looking Godzilla-style lizard monster I've ever seen, and I can't help but chuckle. Looks like all the movie monsters are out and about today.



I start hopping about like a gorilla and imagine myself transforming into King Kong. In my craziness, I manage to leap off of the building. Rather than a fall, there's an odd transition and now I'm just running along a tree-lined street below, roaring like a gorilla and pounding my chest. The chest-pounding feels a little phony but the gorilla roars are amazing. My hands and arms look big and gorilla-like, but I'm not nearly large or hairy enough to be King Kong. I feel more like a big, strong, long-armed dude with a gorilla roar.

Some DCs rush up to attack me, but they're all just regular men in casual street clothes. I shove them away, remembering that I need to get attacked somehow and win, but I'm very confused as to the details. I take a few swats at these DCs and amusingly, they go flying off whenever I hit them. I know that something's off with all of this, though, and that I need to be a lot bigger, I need to be up on top of the building, and I think I need to fight something tougher. The details are really hazy, though, so I just lumber around for a while longer amusing myself until the dream ends.

I'm in a house, it seems familiar. I'm trying to tell people something but they are either distracted, ignoring me or this damn guy is playing the guitar and he starts playing louder and louder at the important parts. I'm trying to a woman that story in the bible where the kid is sent out for something and he hits his head or whatever and then when he wakes up it's nearing dark so he goes back and finds out it's been like 60 years, not just a few hours like he time traveled or something. But when I tried to tell it to yet another person I kept stuttering and losing my track and it was so hard to speak and then finally I could speak but when I could she got distracted. And then my damn half sister kept distracting everyone by talking about her stupid shit and I could only get frustrated and tell her to shut up until I get this out, but then I'd stutter again. Then I just tried to tell it to anyone near me and still failed. Then I could hear that tool who purposely tried to play his guitar over me, he is in the back bedroom, I hear him talking so loud to someone, I think he must be on the phone and he's talking about me and that what I'm trying to tell people so I get freaked out that he's planning something and inviting people over to make it harder for me to convey things, so I wait for him to come out and I grab his guitar and smash on his head and he poofs away like purple powder, and then everyone gives me horrible looks like I murdered someone or something.

I'm with two random DC's, they're getting all this weird equipment together so go scuba diving in the burmuda triangle. I plead with them not to, that there's still beings down there with the giant pyramids and sphinxes, and they just brush me off like I'm crazy and then they walk away and then I see the murky under water scene of the giant pyramid get closer into my vision until I get shoved and sucked into the scene forcefully and I'm all by myself and I'm so deep under water and I can't see through the water clearly just blue tint and black shadows and I see entities coming towards me and I try to swim away but I'm getting sucked towards the sea bed.

So I'm in the big brother house, and I'm a competitor like the others but somehow I'm hearing and seeing information that puts me in an advantage. They jack judds grizzly shirt and place it on a manikin in the nature of a clearance on rocks, and they say the contestants must bid the highest for the shirt, and that afterwards the contestants must be the first to find their way back home. Then we are dropped off in the area amusingly by helicopter, everyone i shocked that we're having a comp outside of the house, it seems no one else knew what the hell to do so I run the the shirt that is like 50 yards away and I yell a bid, I yell out one million dollars! then I hear judd running up from behind and he bids a higher price and the others just stand idle and confused, after we keep bidding they say I won and so I sprint off towards the building that are hardly visible over the trees and down a rocky hill, and the others take off after me.

I decide that to save bandwidth, I shall go for a walk instead of slaving away on the computer all day. Just going down the road outside my back garden. I see Jack L. with his little brother (he doesn't have one as I'm aware of.) I'm surprised to see him in my home-town as he lives in a city around 25 miles away, so we walk and talk, the discussion mainly been about how deep his voice is now and how old he looks. (I felt like I was myself at my own age and current looks, but I can't be certain.)

As we're walking Jack goes into a 'bread-shop' owned by and old lady (looking in her 40-50's) who loves Stardoll. Jack puts some fresh bread into the oven and I ask if he's usually like this, responsible and a good big brother.

He laughs, looks me in the eye and says "Never." He says this as he brings the now cooked bread out of the oven, then we leave the shop. I see people I should know but they strangely know Jack much more and they pay no attention to me. Although they do know me the attention was obviously all on Jack. Then I wake up from the sound of something falling in my room. I did a reality check just in case but it didn't overrule the real world so I knew it was reality and not just another dream.

Maybe this was a dream from my subconscious telling me to be a good big brother, be independent and responsible for my actions. But also been social and getting to know people a bit more.

[I actually thought that last night would mark the start of a memory without fragments, but I was wrong. Oh well. Normally these sorts of things only last from two to four or five days.]

1) In this room there is a lot of brown. There are adults with us kids. What we (the kids, I don't know about the adults) were doing is rebellious, but not necessarily "bad" or "evil."
[Those were the words that I chose when I woke up this morning: "bad" and "evil." I really want to know what we were fucking up ]



2) Krystal and I were playing a card game, or maybe even a board game (though I don't think so). I had never played it before and so Christine was trying to teach me the basic rules. She was explaining to me that whatever you were to say, you were to say it clearly because all of what you said would be actions carried out by your side. She proved this to me when she said that ice would be a way to escape. I then seen the scenario that she was talking about. A slightly boyish-looking girl was behind a layer of ice, and behind her was a blue monster that had been chasing her. The girl placed her finger onto the ice and drew a circle, which then made that portion of the ice fall to the ground. Both the girl and the monster jumped through the ice and continued their chase. When it was my turn a scene came into my head of a reddish-orange car carrying the game's cards in the back of it and hitting an electrical fence. All of the cards exploded and the scene disappeared and I was looking at Krystal again. She was disappointed about losing her cards, but she understood. "Especially since this is, what, your third time playing?"

"Fourth," I corrected.

I was grateful that she wasn't mad at me




3) Stan was up to something.
[Can you believe that that was supposed to be a long dream?]



4) Hogwarts looks like your typical haunted mansion. It's on top of a cliff that is so high you cannot see the bottom, and there are four rickety bridges that lead to each of the four Houses. The rain is falling terribly here. There is a "House Switching" where some of the students are transferred to different Houses.

I take the viewpoint of Harry and I am talking to sixth-year Tom Riddle. He keeps talking about how he didn't do everything he ever did "evilly." I don't disbelieve him; in fact I think I am contemplating his words, wondering if Voldemort is truly one-hundred percent evil or if he is something else. I think that Tom was talking about the House Switching in "his day" and how he remained in Slytherin.

Anyway, Harry started crawling on one of the bridges, the one to Hufflepuff. Depending on how you stood it could have either been the one on the left or the one on the right, and I'm pretty sure from the point where I was talking to Tom it was on the left side.

Here's a point where I can't remember what happens and suddenly I (again, as Harry, who looks very Hufflepuffy) am sitting on a balcony. I only remember there being three balconies for Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw, but there may have been one for Slytherin as well. Ron was still a Gryffindor but I think that Hermione had been Switched over to Ravenclaw. The three of us were talking about all of the House points we were going to collect.

Non-Lucid Lucid

Lately it has been my personal task of the month to partake in a huge medieval feast. Inspired by a combination of Game of Thrones and my first amazing lucid eating experience, I am determined to make it work!

My family and I are eating at a restaurant together. After leaving, we realized that we had forgotten to tip our curly haired waiter, and we all felt terrible. While debating what to do, I step outside to my lawn to play with my dog. As I toss the ball for him, a Ferrari comes screaming on to my lawn, narrowly missing me, and driving straight into the side of my house; destroying the wall.

In a panic we all rush about and try to see who the driver is, and out steps the curly haired waiter, who did this to get revenge for us stiffing him. Something causes me to look at the clouds, and they look beautiful and painted. I turn back to the kid who is trying to scream at me but I interrupt him and say "what if this were a dream?" As I say it, I become lucid! The clarity is amazing, and I grab his face in both of my hands and laugh out loud, feeling nothing but love for the kid. He smiles back and laughs with glee too, and tells me to "Go!"

I remember my goal to eat at a medieval feast, but I want a partner. My good friend from college appears, and her and I grab hands. I begin to sprint with her, faster and faster, until we break the sound barrier and the world around us turns in to a blur. We run so fast that day becomes night, and then day again, and finally we arrive. There is a yard sale set up, and a small white building to our left. I know that through the door will be a medieval time waiting for me, but I don't want to go in without proper clothing.

The yard sale is all medieval clothing, so we look around for some clothes. As I examine them, I unknowingly lose lucidity and slide back into my dream, forgetting about the door entirely.

So close, yet so far!

Non-Lucid Lucid

I am taking karate lessons from an ancient Asian man that looks very much like the master from Karate Kid (the original, not that new crap.) He is teaching me karate indirectly like the movie; having me catch birds, chase animals, balance on poles, and a few others. While I am out doing one of his chores, I notice a backhoe that is digging outside of the Dojo. I look more closely and see that there are chunks of earth floating in the air without support, and I become lucid!

I walk down the street that the Dojo is in, taking in the sights and sounds. I am in a Chinatown area of a small city, but its very clean and pleasant. Its rather empty. There is a vendor open with steaming piles of delicious food that looked like it was taken out of the Spirited Away buffet scene... An incredibly Asian inspired dream... I decide to try some, but I can't really taste it. I realize too late that in my haste I forgot to gain clarity, and I wake up.

LUCID
*I walk up to dc a don't know and say what's up man like I know this person. I look over this rail down a story and say even tho I know this is a dream I am scared to jump. Then my girlfriend starts saying to me about being a model. Some how she tells me to jump and prove my self, so I do. I kind of jump around and have some fun at this point. My lucidity is that profound and logical but nonetheless I am still lucid. I end flying out of the building that I was in.

NON LUCID
*I wave at the dalai lama but he looked at me as if he was angry. I thought maybe my ego is to big and he is warning me. I end up in a school with people around me about to go to class. For some reason I stick around and actually try to join a class. Someone looked at me like what an idoit why is he walking in a class he doesn't have, it's the middle of the semster. I walked away thinking, I have been with my girlfriend for a year and seven months. With all that time I could of been half way done with college. I had regrets.