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I became lucid in my back garden and performed different reality checks, didn't stabilize and I tried to do something a little dumb and the dream ended instantly.

I was with a friend, well not so much a friend anymore. We went into a computing room at school and logged into this computer, I have no idea what we were doing but we were typing in commands and passwords. There were a few girls sitting behind us, we realized and i'm pretty sure we started up a conversation with them. Not sure what happened next due to me recalling 14 hours after I woke up!

This is a multiple dream entry. I felt lazy and irritated today because my dad was being really noisy and kept waking me up and making it impossible for me to recall my dreams. I kept just trying to go back to sleep before being woken up again.

But I retained a few of the key aspects of what turned into a very, very trippy story. At first I thought it was a Song of Ice and Fire style world but in reality the only similarity was the impending arrival of ice zombies and the need for the continent to unite or die. I find myself exploring multiple perspectives (each dream I'd follow a different group of characters) as this world teetered upon the possibility of tearing itself apart.

There was also a prophet or God that gave visions at various areas. It was sort of like an MMO where people would receive collective visions if they were at the right place at the right time. More on that later, I realize I'm jumping ahead of myself. After suffering a huge loss and a great divide, the King of the King's Landing version of this fantasy worl had heavy forces threatening him from the south and little chance of holding out much longer. There were these guys, the Telfins or something (can't remember, but it started with a T) who were lead by this fat, grotesque green guy with a strange triple bladed sickle looking thing (like a pitchfork turned on its side). Any classic fantasy would have labeled this guy an obvious villain, but he received some type of message (from a castrato) and felt driven to rekindle and ancient alliance between him and my family. So they marched to join them. Meanwhile I was deep in the south with a group of people fighting guerilla warfare to aid the innocent folks living in an area plagued by dark forces. But we decided to high-tail it toward the Telfin kingdom to join up with my Dad the King (I think he was my dad, or something) so we could form a united front. We road undead horses, craziest steeds I'd ever been on, they were basically unstoppable but were really old undead horses held together by wood and nails. On the way there we though we were being threatened by some goblin threat but noticed there were actually a bunch of people fighting each other. We arrived at a safer haven and realized it was more like constant riots were breaking out between humans and animals/forest creatures. There was an announcement that the prophet would speak soon (who was also a member of my family, though he was locked up for heresy he could continue to channel his prophecies around the world) and the riots ceased so he could speak. However, he ended up spiting humans for oppressing the forest creatures and they lashed out and started killing humans who took the fuck off in the same direction we were heading. So we followed them but as we were leaving my bunny rabbit jumped out and met up with some talking bunny rabbits who were confused as to why my former pet couldn't speak.

There's a lot of strange details. The prophet ended up escaping jail, there was also some weird details regarding ice zombies, but like I said I didn't write any of this down.

I did not remember any dreams from last nights sleep, probably because I was stressed about the 9 hour flight I was about to take, now I'm in Florida.

Long and fairly detailed recall today, somewhat epic even by the end.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was playing some kind of videogame, there was some cliffy landscape.

Dream 2:

There was something going on about multiple worlds and levels. I was going through some places and eventually had to make a choice. I decided to go into one of the worlds.
It resembled waking world and i was near the school that looked like one from my past. I didn't cared much about the school, but i went into it, then to the 4th floor and then after some search i visited one of the classrooms. There were some people, i was sure that we contacted alot before and we were friends over internet. They were talking about a movie theater they were going to visit, some of them weren't going though. We had some talk and i asked if i can join, they responded "Sure!". I decided to try and convince the ones who didn't wanted to join, but they were responding that they do not like cartoons and especially Tom and Jerry. I was disappointed, but surely there are always people who won't like something. Then after some events in the class i exited it. On my way to the exit of the school, i didn't wanted to be noticed by teachers, because for some reason they were sure that i was still learner, except i was not. When going down the stairs i noticed that gravity was low, so i decided to slightly slide to get to the first floor quicker, i did almost fell down between stairs at one point though, but i quickly low gravity jumped back to stairs. People didn't really liked it though and somebody was shouting that 'i am the princess' or something like that. At the end of the stairs one of teachers seen me, but i pretended to be someone else and just said greetings and walked away, it worked.
Soon i was outside, it was sunny day. But i noticed that people are getting barked upon and sometimes attacked by someone's small dogs near the both pathways through the fence, and that someone was talking right near them and was not caring. I was not sure if i can go through without getting attacked, but whatever, i went through the right way, but not by pathway itself, but by the grass slightly to the right. Dogs were shortly here, and they did nothing other than giving me weird looks, then they ran to bark on someone else. After that i had to go through a couple of places that worked like video game of sorts, i had to do some platforming through various obstacles and i had 'houses' for the amount of lives. At one point i was running on the top of the fence and there was a tower with the life on top, i couldn't decide whether i want to get it or continue with the level because getting it meant using some kind of different path through the level, which was a shortcut with no way to return and i didn't liked using those, but i still wanted to get it. Eventually i decided to just continue the level.
I reached the movie theater, i was the first one to get there though, so i just sit on one of the seats and waited. The movie theater itself was just the room though, with a bunch of seats lined up and some projectors. Soon people started entering and friends arrived as well, i was apparently sitting on someone's place, i didn't cared enough about that, also they don't really expected anyone to join and they couldn't buy any additional seats. I had to use free place, but that meant i had to stay instead of sitting, whatever. Soon the cartoon started, it was about wilderness and various animals that could talk(like usual in cartoons), there were some fights and they had to escape and team up, they had to reach floating island in the middle of the sea. While watching i noticed that there were three projectors working at the same time for some reason, one was near me. Then something went horribly wrong with that projector, it malfunctioned and then it flashed through the room. Somehow, that infected me with something that had potential to turn me into some insectoid thing, according to someone from the room. Indeed i did read about it earlier, at least i remembered it(false memory?). I started thinking about it, while continuing watching, some people were getting worried but that's it. Soon the cartoon was almost over, it was final scene. At this point projectors malfunction again, but this time it goes even more seriously wrong. After the flash, the place started collapsing and the whole world started destroying itself somehow. The screen turned into a portal though, so i quickly jumped in.
I was now one of the characters, i was a dinosaur of some kind, i was on the floating island with animals from earlier. This world got affected by the other one collapsing as well, there was a storm, also there was a portal that projector was projecting through the other portal. The lion was asking me if i really want to go, i recalled the memories, which were memories of the character i inherited when i got into this world, i was part of it now. He was saying that i don't need to go if i don't want to, considering i liked the fights that we went though, so i don't need to escape that much and i could just swim back. I recalled the fights with dinosaurs, it was fun, but i was not sure about state of the world due to the whole portal thing. So i decided to go with them. Everyone enters the portal. Everything fades.
For a few seconds, i was reading the book of what just happened. Then everything fades out completely. I wake up.

Date: May 30, 2013
Method: MILD & WBTB (attempted DILD)
Sleep Time: bedtime @ 1:00am WBTB @ 6:00am for 5-10 minutes, then back to sleep Awake @ 10:00am

Dream #1
I was planning on putting on a play for my mother with some people (?). We were moving several props to the center so people would be able to see them from a distance. These props included items that belongs in a kitchen and a living room (I guess like furniture). No matter were we moved these props, there seemed to be a problem and we never could get this issue quite right. After some time of moving things around, my mother had passed away in this dream (by the way...my mother is alive) and my father and grandmother had built the most beautiful skyscraper in her memory. It was so tall, the tip of the building was covered by the clouds. The skyscraper was made of pure gold with reflective mirrors all over it. The gold shined brighter than the sun itself. As the building glistened in the sun, it almost look transparent. It's beauty was absolutely awesome!

Dream #2
I needed a ride and I didn't know where I was. It was very dark and I was crying and I was scared. I went into a store and asked the owners if they new the bus route and they asked me where I was going. I couldn't tell them exactly where I was going, I just cried and told them I wanted to go home. The owner felt sorry for me and said that he will give me a ride home. I was still crying because even though I had a ride home, I couldn't tell the person which way to go. I remember passing a building in my dream that said "San Bernadino Hospital."

Fragment
A huge metal barrel I was rolling around and groceries were inside of it.

I must have been somewhere near Marble Canyon (or Cliff Dwellers). I was looking in the sky and saw a big plane. I noticed it was coming in awfully close to the ground. I suddenly saw it start dropping bombs. It dropped them on the Big Cut and on Bitter Springs. I was horrified. I wondered why an enemy would bomb somewhere this remote. I saw someone next to me and started asking what was happening and why. The guy said that the whole US was under attack. That we were lucky that no bombs were dropped where we were. But he pointed down the highway toward Jacob Lake. There was a large plane that had crashed about 10 miles down and it had destroyed the whole road. The plane had been full of Asian soldiers. I realized that we were stranded with both of those roads taken out. But I was knew we could get to Lee's Ferry and had access to the Colorado River. This might not be a bad place to be to hunker down while we figured out a plan.

I'm having one of those dreams where my daughter is being super disruptive. I hate these dreams because she's nothing like that in RL.

Date: 30 May

Dream quality and recall: There was an improvement in vividness, my awareness during dreams today was high, with a possible short ld moment. Recall was slightly better than previous days, but still below my average. There was a dreaming/ld theme so I take it as a positive sign. Postponed writing down the dream, so lost some details.

Dream00: I just remember some brief moment of lucid awareness during the dream

Fragment1: I am discussing dreaming with someone

Dream2: I see a classmate and talk to her. Then on same the street there is an older lady that has some connection to charity. A bit later, I am with the same lady but in a store, where I am trying some shoes. They are slightly uncomfortable, but I decide to buy them. I go to the cashier with the same DC woman and explain something about the shoes. The price has been reduced but they are still extremely expensive. Obviously I like them a lot, and decide they are worth it. I barely manage to gather enough money, but find additional small change in my wallet so I happily make the purchase.

Later on, a number of times and for some unknown reason, I keep coming back to the place where the DC woman was, but she is not there anymore. It looks like a room full of lockers now. A group of teenagers follows me and they make bold moves, touching my butt. I become annoyed and threaten them with my bf. I continue on my way until I see a nice place where they sell food and other fancy Japanese items. Bf is also here. I briefly talk to the woman behind the counter. The whole place gradually changes and is now more like a highly specialized store, and the thing they specialize in is lucidity! I see a whole section of lucid- inducing supplements, including G, mucuna, lots of books, crystals, etc. I am very happy to have found this place and consider purchasing some of the things. (CL you may have something to do with this!)

Fragment3: Talking to my aunt

Thursday 5/30/13

Last night bed 10:30 - 6:17am

DR: 3:40am

This one was almost scary. I'm escaping from Barbie World. Security guards are using toys, like they play a tune on a toy handheld piano and the chime from it opens the doors. I'm breaking through the floor to get to the lover level. I killed a woman by throwing a sheet of glass like a frisbee at her throat.

I'm in Wild West. They have an Xbox, because in my previous dream, me or someone else took it back into the past. Now in that reality cowboys in saloons play Xbox.

The challenge with this dream will be remembering how it started.

I went to see Brendan at his house. I had made an arduous trip to get down there. I showed up at his house with my stuff, my backpack, my cellphone. How's life going. Good, you know. We start playing some videogame and end up smoking weed, with the Tall Man. I'm kind of pressured into it. Of course, Brendan's dad comes in. He's furious. The other kids around the house have decided to hide; they're sticking out of little nooks and crannies like lemmings, poking their heads around corners and ducking back down again. I hide too, lying behind a blanket and underneath some a big teddy bear. It doesn't work though. His dad pokes me on the head, gets me up, and starts to yell. You have to go. Are you kidding me? There's apparently a zero-drug policy in the house. Lame. It figures that the only time I've smoked weed in several months this would happen. I gather up some of my stuff and walk out.

I go to his dad's house, where there are more kids. I've left my phone and some other things over there. Can I go back to get them? Nope. He won't let me. Fuck, then I guess I'll go back home and have Brendan mail me my phone, and just not have it for two weeks.

There are brief intervals of blankness. A recurring image where I try to make a climb up the side of the house, grabbing onto rafters even though my fingers have rips on them, getting up to a higher rafter and throwing a heel over to pull up on to the roof. The house has turned into Jon/Greg's house. It is constantly under repair. As soon as I get onto the roof, they join me up there. Greg seems careless, bouncing around on creaky planks of wood. Watch out dude, that doesn't seem safe. Just weeks ago, Jon says, his cat fell through the roof and fell all the way into the "sauna." He's hurt now. The sauna is this layer of (lair in) the basement, I will soon find out.

I crash through the roof, and there's a hole in the ground that goes through several floors. It was way more than just the roof and the floor below. I fall and feel myself getting hurt, smashing around on the edges of the pit as it goes deeper and deeper, through 5 floors of the house, getting more and more janky, repairman status, with unpolished wood sticking around everywhere. Sawdusty, carpentry. Whoa, what the hell is this. I warp back up to the roof (cuz I don't wanna die); I have to go in for a cleaner ascent to check it out.

I jump down again; Boom, one, two, three, four, five floors. It gets more chaotic. Enter the "sauna."

The sauna is really the Gauntlet, the Final Boss, hidden level of Greg's dad's design. It's the "running hell" of this whole world. I crash down on a beach. I've been here before! This landscape is unreal. There is a gigantic man telling a false story in the corner. There is a midget running around chasing you. There are big boulders flying towards you periodically, slowly. Like somebody shot them out of a cartoon cannon, but it's not hard to avoid. It's a game world. The giant man is trying to lure you in, so you get permanently stuck there, listening to him, like a siren song, or the lotus eaters. I see someone's older brother from Moorpark, a burnout in my mind. He's sitting there entranced. He has been sitting there ever since I last heard of him, I guess. I go over and see some text/dialogue, as in an RPG, and I can remember when the branches you choose in the dialogue will result in a game over, when the giant's story becomes purely fantasy, and you get caught in the falseness. I pull away and look around, at the cliffs, at the ocean. There's a sliding section of a prison wall that you can close to temporarily protect yourself from the flying boulders and the midget (who, as far as I can tell, will actually only annoy you to death if he catches you). I gain my thoughts.

I've been here before. These are challenges. I feel, at least in this moment, that this is a place I used to go to all the time in my dreams, a virtual challenge that I have mapped out, and nearly made it thru. I have different "save files" that I will find later on in the dream. It seems, for now though, that if you die then you have to start it all over from the beginning. This is something that requires perfect play.

So I start to run. I run away from the giant, the myriad of strange other creatures on the beach, from the belligerent midget. I get out of range of the boulders. I take big loping strides, bouncing over the water, but I'm also pleasantly surprised that I can run faster, faster, when I want to. There's no phenomenon of not being able to stick to the ground. I am capable; I am fast. I run past Christie from high school, who is wearing a beautiful turquoise, cream-colored or lavender dress. She looks incredible. As I run past I shout to her "Christie! You're still the best." I'm on my way now, but I can acknowledge the impact she had. She responds: "I know!! You too Joe!" "I love you!" and then I keep going. I'm not sure why she was there. Not an obstacle, definitely. Had I stayed with her I wouldn't have been caught by the midget (he's really tenacious). She is a stage of her own, I guess. But I'm not there anymore. The dream gets less vivid after this. It has almost been consummated at this point. (I used to dream of her sooooo much. She might be the most important dream symbol I have)

More water starts appearing; I have to time my steps to get over it, and see the shallow sections which I can step in without getting stuck. I'm moving. It's always a speedrun, whenever I play, whatever I do. I still feel like I'm not as intimate with this whole setting, with this game, since I haven't explored all the variables which result in me dying. But what will you do? I've got places to go. It feels like I can't really afford to tarry anymore. I have a drive now, which has been continuously pushing me forward. I found myself in this arena by circumstance, and now that there's nothing to do about that, I need to get through it and get out again. I need to play.

It becomes a maze, after I finish jumping over the lakes and the course moves inside. This is definitely more Counterstrike graphics; the hallways, the doors, the angular geometry. The pathways of the labyrinth cut off at right angles, and there is a granular "stone" texture over the walls. It's sick, actually. A voice starts to narrate what I do. "After going through the labyrinth, you must escape and enter a new phase...." Vague stuff. "But not that way!!" I run into a dead end. Stupid voice. I need to backtrack to get to the other door. Luckily, I was far enough ahead of the midget that it didn't really matter. This happens two or three times. After I go through the final door, the environment changes. It's cloudy. I find myself at the end of a rock. The character that I am has transformed. More like Tomb Raider. I have to hookshot to a spot in the water. Things are getting very blurry again. I "die" when I miss and hit the water. FUCK. Well, this is lame. It brings me to the start menu, now that I am more removed from the game; there is less of MY awareness in the simulation. It's third-person now. I peruse my old save files. Where was I? How far have I gotten? This run was about halfway through the gauntlet, 40%. There's another one a little further along. After some more time spent in this realm, which is now really really foggy and indeterminate, I pull back to the real world. I talk to Greg's dad. I've seen that this is his creation; I have a flash of a gigantic server outdoors next to a house. A big clean blue electrical box, running the length of the driveway, pure processing power. This is his friend's house, and she hosts it. People all around the country come to run the gauntlet, however they get to it.

Time skews, or maybe my recollection just isn't as good. I'm back at the house, and I throw a heelhook to the RIGHT this time to get onto the roof. It's easier, after all. It's way lower than the rafter I was hooking to on the left, which left me almost upside down.

I had more dreams but I don't care to decipher them. Plus it's been nearly an hour writing this one out already. I feel like I need to WANT a lucid dream more, instead of merely remembering the intent to write them all down. But I made sure to "remember" the arc of these dreams put together, insofar as it led to the gauntlet, so that worked pretty well. But it's more about discovering myself in my dreams now, as opposed to chronicling it like a book or a movie transcript. You've gotta want it. Lucid living, baby. Let's go

-FA/DEILD?

attempted a WILD, but ended up falling asleep for a bit and becoming aware during a false awakening. Vibrations hit me immediately and I waited it out. Sat up in my bedroom and did a nose plug RC. Nose was a little stuffy but I knew i was dreaming and walked out to my hallway. To make 100% sure i was dreaming, I tried hovering in my hallway. I jumped straight up with the intention of floating but I went pretty damn high and smoked my head on my ceiling haha. Even though I didnt really hover I knew I was dreaming cause I jumped so high. I was about to go out my front door and fly and explore but I remembered I want to get some dream control practise and try some tasks. I wanted to work on summoning cause i've only done it once before. I reached behind my back into my blind spot while fully confident that my friend would grab my hand. I almost immediately felt someone grab my hand and I pulled forward. At first it was some random chubby girl who fell to the floor when I pulled her forward and I was like woah who the hell are you. Then as she like stood up i realized it was Emma watson the hottest girl in the world. I was stoked I was able to make this happen haha then we started doing it and it was awesome but I lost awareness pretty quickly and woke up my heart was broken

I am controlling some kind of flying toy remotely (I don't know why but I think it was a cat);
I end up in someone's back yard, I fight with a bunch of kids and someone from the house invites me in and tells me I'm late for his kinetotherapy session. I know I have no idea what he's talking about but I ask him for money and he gives me some. I vaguely remember someone undressing in the same room and then I run out the door taking the money. A short time after, a cop is chasing me on foot. I hide behind a barrel/dumpster...

AND MY CAT WOKE ME UP!

05-27-2013 -- I'm in a room somewhere with a guy who is asking me to make him some floaty fliers, a balloon design I sort of adapted from somebody else's design. At first I think the guy wants me to teach him how to make the (extremely simple) design, but no, he wants me to make him a bunch of them. For free. I try to ask him why he doesn't just want to learn to make it, and he explains that he is out of black balloons. And there is now a shortage on them, so they cost too much. So he wants me to use mine, instead. Problem is, I have no balloons with me. But I point out we are in a big room with lots of bags of balloons, including several black bags. But he says they all belong to someone rich, who would charge him for them. I'm starting to get very mad at the guy, but suddenly find myself wondering if the big professionals feel the same way about me, and my limitations of money and skill ....

Anyway, the place seems to be slowly turning into a convention hotel or something, and it is starting to feel like I am at Twist and Shout, though it almost feels like it expanded out of a basic alley meeting. Another guy walks in, and starts to twist something, trying to demonstrate a technique or something, in almost a jam room sort of setting, but there is a young lady there who is being really obnoxious about it not being in the program, and there not being any announcement about it, and how was she supposed to know about it. She doesn't seem to understand it is not a class or something, but just a quick spur-of-the-moment thing.

Andrew McDonald shows up and starts doing something, then I think Greg Schuerman is there, as well. Soon Laura Caldwell shows up, and more and more people are gathering, even though it is still two hours before the official class is supposed to take place. Soon a grumpy security guard walks in, and everybody fears he is going to tell us to get out until time for the class, but he tells us the group has rented the room for the entire week, and we can use it whenever we want to. So somebody decides they might as well set up a bounce house there. I think Mark Byrne is also setting up for a show or presentation or something.

Time seems to jump, and it is now two hours later, and they are starting up a business meeting or something, but I am trying to do some writing, putting this dream into my notebook as it is happening (yet not managing to go lucid, even though I obviously know I am dreaming in at least one sense) and the meeting is kind of distracting me, so I walk outside. But it turns out to be even more noisy and distracting there, because Don Caldwell and Billy Damon are putting on some sort of show. They explain they are sort of ADD, and don't do all that well with the business meeting portion of the convention, so they are waiting until that finishes, and things get a little more interesting, before they go in. That ought to be about ... say ... now. So they head back inside, and I decide to follow.

As I walk in, Don (or possibly Mark) is giving some sort of demonstration where he is pretending to be a plane, and several members from the audience are supposed to be his landing strip, unfortunately, they keep running away when he flies at them! It's a very strange thing. Meanwhile, I have this strange feeling of anticipation, and somehow know something I have no way of knowing. Deep underground, far beneath us, is the inescapable prison of Hathor, which recently had it's first ever breakout. The long-trapped hero has been slowly making his way toward the Panarch's Palace, and will be joining us shortly ... then things will really start to happen. Somehow this balloon convention is turning into some sort of Brandon Sanderson novel.

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05-27-2013 -- Hints of some kind of office work, maybe at Hewitt, or maybe at a new, slightly twisted version of the Hornet newspaper. First bit is, as usual, not all there and rather limited. Anyway, we seem to be moving desks and computers and things to a new room, and we're pushing desks and computer parts and things together in some weird angles, joining them all together, but we really don;t know if they are likely to work like that. Somehow I manage to knock over a glass of orange juice that is sitting there, but manage to grab it so fast that only a couple of drops manage to spill. We are so busy with moving everything that there is no time to clean everything up properly, but we just drop an old newspaper on the tiny bit of spilled juice, and hope it will absorb it.

The computers are now all hooked up, and two lovely women are working with me here. One, I think, is Chloe from Smallville. The other might be a slightly younger version of BC. Somehow though it mostly seems to be the Hornet at the moment, there is also a hint of the 3M Dental warehouse. For some reason there is a tub in the middle of the office, and I am kind of embarrassed about stripping down and climbing in, but a few seconds later I am trying to coax either or both of the lovely women into the tub with me. No luck at the moment, because they both have work to get done, but indications are good for both of them at some later time, so I am still fairly happy. Problem is, as I move around in the tub, which I seem to have over-filled, water is splashing over the side, and I am hoping it doesn't do any damage. Luckily, it seems to room was designed for it, so it all seems to be good.

[At this point, things shift slightly, and this may be a different dream, but it seems to fit, so I am not sure.] I step out of the shower, instead of a bath, and find myself in mom's bathroom in the Hickory house. I am thinking about using the toilet, but these days it is always broken, damaged, and jammed up in my dreams, so I am worried to do so. The good news is mom knows this, too, and has bought some gadget to attach to the toilet that is supposed to keep it working better. The bad news is, it doesn't seem to be up to the job, and is bubbling wildly like it is about to explode.

So I just exit the bathroom wrapped in a towel, into mom and dad's bedroom. Dad is laying there asleep, but mom is not there. It is late at night, and mom has been really unstable recently (all the dreams of her beating up on me) so I am afraid she is going to yell at me for taking a shower so late, and I just want to get out of there. I sneak out of their room, but am horrified to see mom is sitting in my room. Thankfully she has fallen asleep, so I quietly sneak down the hall and into the living room, where I find the couch is still warm, and I realize Melody must have just left again, after napping there. I realize mom was in my room hoping to catch Melody when she came in so late, but she fell asleep, and never heard Melody, since she decided to just nap on the sofa. I curl up in the warm spot she left and drift off to sleep, myself.

I found myself in some sort of underground supermarket. I was with a guy friend, who told me that my mom didn't want me buying my favorite chocolate cereal, which I thought was odd. I browsed the store, eventually finding that they offered a wide selection of video games. I spent alot of time looking them over but did not buy any. When I went to leave, I was alone and had decided not to buy anything at all. Where the cash registers ought to be I found a man-sized alligator sitting on a throne of merchandise. I recognized him as the owner. I told him that I was an inspector and that, in exchange for letting me live, I would always give good reports on his establishment. He agreed, somehow communicating without speaking, and sent me off with a tiny turtle to accompany me.

I returned to the home I had arranged to stay in, where a single woman with a young son was renting out a spare room. The woman directed me to the bathroom and to my room, then left me alone. The bathroom had a rather large shower, and I left the turtle there. I then went to my room, which was at the end of a long hallway, set apart from the rest of the house. I found the room to be the size of a small cabin, and furnished accordingly, with many windows - a bit too many for my liking. I closed all of the curtains and ventured out onto the attached porch. The porch was huge, and, I realized, suspended high up in an unimaginably large tree. Where the porch ended, a net extended many yards off, and contained the framework of two wrecked schoolbuses. I noticed that the porch screen was torn in one place as if some large animal had broken through, and decided that I ought to go back inside before dusk.

..

In this dream I started out as a dog, a great dane. I was in a supermarket looking for a westie named Yasho, my dog irl. I found him in a sort of dog training area with a small group of humans I'd not seen before. I realized they were using Yasho to demonstrate the usage of shock collars in dog training, and I began barking and growling in a useless attempt to stop them. Of course, security was called and I ended up knocked out.

I found myself in the spacious backyard of a mansion. A large group of people was gathered there for lunch. I was rather popular with the guests, and managed to snag a good bit of their food. After lunch, of few of the attendees retreated to the parlor. I sat outside and listened to their conversation. Apparently someone at the mansion was possessed, and it was almost definitely Anne Marie. I did not know who this person was, but she sounded familiar.

Back in human form, I found myself hiding under a grounded rowboat with about four other people. One of them I knew to be Anne Marie by the pagan symbol she wore on a necklace. She had dark curly hair and piercing black eyes.

I was with the same group, in a car. It was night and raining and I was driving, which was far from safe. We stopped in a mall parking lot.

I'm not sure why we went into the mall, but we did, and I seized the opportunity to break away from the group. Anne Marie had basically corrupted everyone, and so I would need backup if I would be confronting them.

I wound up at my friend Mary's house. She was there with her dad and grandpa, expecting me. We sat on the deck and evaluated the situation.

05-29-2013 -- [Most of the beginning missing, as usual.] I am working a security shift at a place I have worked before (in dreams, at least), where I am supposed to patrol the grounds fairly regularly, and open up a gate to a back parking lot at about 6 am so arriving workers can get in. The location is an industrial sort of place, kind of along the lines of OPC, but not OPC. I drove my car toward the back of the property, planning to switch to some sort of company van to make patrols, but somehow I got caught up in playing a computer game or reading a fan fiction, and seem to have passed almost the entire shift, and now I am late in getting the gate opened up.

I find some others have arrived, and another security guard may be wandering around, taking notes of all the things I am supposed to have done, but haven't gotten around to. I can't drive two vehicles at once, so I decide to stick to my car, but I have parked in some sand, and my front wheels have sunk in a fair bit, so I suspect I may be stuck. But that doesn't turn out to be the problem. I climb into the car, which seems to be my old Kia, as it is white and seems to be a stick. I can barely climb into the car, and can't seem to reach anything, and the controls are certainly not working well. I try to put the car in reverse, and give it a touch of gas and try and back out of the sand, and instead I end up going forward and flooring it, freeing the car, and just barely avoiding hitting anything.

I try to move forward slowly, and instead floor it again in a large curve that puts me into a sort of parking garage and sends me crashing into four or five other cars, causing lots of damage. I'm in for it now, but I have no idea why I suddenly can't seem to control the car at all. I try to gingerly back out of the garage, and instead plow forward at high speed and drive right through the back of the garage and into the middle of an apartment complex with very small, tight roads. The place is very beat up, old, wooden, worn, and I don't help, driving like a maniac and crashing into things.

Around one corner I see a little kid waving from a balcony. He soon shifts into a man holding a little kid, but the kid is still waving. I turn a corner, facing a different area, and ahead of me is the same man, holding the same kid, who is still waving. I turn to look back behind me, sam kid still there. As I try to figure out what is going on, I get even more confused as I find my car is floating perhaps 10 feet in the air, surrounded by a flock of birds. Weird stuff. But soon I am back on the ground and driving through the maze-like apartment complex. At least now I seem to be able to actually control the car!

I start to operate under the assumption that anywhere I can fit my head, looking around, I can manage to fit my entire body and the car I am driving, and it seems to work. I stick my head through a small hole, and somehow it stretches to let the entire car through. But I am still stuck in this crazy apartment complex, then I go through a hole, turn a corner, and find myself in what seems to be a small warehouse, facing a couple of guys who are staring at me. Before they can ask me why I am there, I say "Silly question, but where's the main road?" One of the guys points at the wall behind him, obviously indicating it's behind that wall. I try to floor the car, planning to crash right through it, but the car is barely moving, and I thunk into the wall without doing either it or the car any harm. Darn it! Instead I start driving through the warehouse until I turn a corner and come to some loading docks with very old, decrepit wooden roll-up doors. I point the car at the oldest, most damaged one that is almost in pieces already, and plow through it.

I now find myself in a narrow roadway surrounded by block walls. It is maybe 13 feet wide, barely wide enough to allow two cars to pass each other, with block walls on either side, a long tunnel of sorts, but open to the sky. I continue driving around, and this is even more like a maze than the apartment complex was. I drive past a tall, striking blond woman, quite hot, walking with a guy, wearing a blue powder-colored dress, then continue on, where I find myself coming across another attractive lady, still tall, but slightly shorter, in a purplish sort of dress. The second woman is standing in the middle of the road, and is quite attractive, and I am kind of staring at her, and I don't notice I am plowing toward her at a fairly high rate of speed.

Thankfully, she sticks out her hand and stops my car with a touch, and suddenly I am standing there with her in front of me, and I just wrap my arms around her and draw her in for a kiss. I pick her up in my arms and carry her a few feet to a small, bare block room right next to the road, her room, with only a bed in it, and I begin to strip the dress off her and make love to her. She lifts a cell phone or radio to her face and says something about requesting a clean up or something. A few minutes later, the other woman is back. The woman I was already making love to was about 5'10" tall, fairly nicely stacked, very light blond hair, and quite attractive. The first woman is probably six feet, more stacked, a darker blond, and absolutely stunning. She is also carrying a whip, and is starting to use it.

I'm not willing to play that game, and the first time she tries to crack the whip at me, I grab the end of it and pull it out of her hand. I don't have the leverage needed, though, and she snaps it out of my hand. The second time I grab the end, I quickly wind it around my hand several times, and manage to pull it away from her. I am considering using it on her, but that isn't my thing, either. Instead I just pull her to me, start stripping her, and begin making love to both women.

Then suddenly, they are gone, and I am in my car again, driving through the block maze. Driving along, I see one of the women standing at the side, and she winks at me, and suddenly I find myself just waking up, sandwiched between the two of them who are still sleeping, after some very pleasant activity. Problem is, we are suddenly attacked by somebody wearing all black clothes with a very white face with a big red spot on it. Looks like a cross between a ninja and Bloodshot (Valiant Comics) except with the big red spot on the face instead of the chest. Anyway, this guy throws a couple of small, hard balls at the women, but I kind of reach out and block them with some sort of power, then throw them back at the guy. He smirks at me as they fly right by him, but he doesn't see my slight gesture, and the balls curve around in mid-air and lightly smack him in the back of the head, kind of a magically powered version of a Gibbs smack. He spins around, looking for the enemy he figures is now behind him.

Then it is all gone again, and I am just driving along in the block maze. I turn around a couple more corners, and find myself facing a very large blue door and drive out into the regular world. Problem is, even more time has passed, I am now really late at opening that gate, and I've driven far enough in the various mazes that I have no idea where I am in relation to the property I am supposed to be guarding. To make things worse, I don't know the area at all, and can't even remember the name of the property I am guarding, so I am driving around in circles, no idea what I am looking for. Also, the skin is peeling off my thumb in big pieces like I have a bad sunburn, or maybe had my thumb dipped in glue, and it is now dried and peeling off. Very weird.

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An amalgamation of a couple of different dreams. I am sitting in the Hickory house, watching an almost nude BC sitting around in just a robe and trying to get a look up her legs. M is here as well, but C and B are gone causing trouble for some reason. I'm trying to walk out the front door, and one of the many people who is staying in the house (which may now be a hotel instead of a house) is asking me if there is any shopping in walking distance. The time is now (I haven't lived in the Hickory house for probably 25 years) and I am telling him about walking to the Buena Park Mall as a kid, and thinking about possibly going back there to look around and see all the changes that I noticed on google maps the last time I was just wasting time scanning the old neighborhood, but as I open the door and look out, I discover an even newer shopping center right across the street, replacing all the houses that used to be on Holly Way. Resembles a dream I remember from about a year ago.

I remember stopping by Marshall a couple of nights ago, relating the Carolyn's possibly dead son, and decide to visit again, and suddenly just find myself at the back entrance to the school. I walk in, and walk along one of the buildings, and I see nobody. All the class rooms seem to be empty. Turns out all the kids are on the playground, but just starting to come in. I actually only just barely recognize Ms Cummings as she walks past me (and she doesn't seem to recognize me at all), but she is much older now, and wearing a wig. I reach the playground and glance over toward the office, and see a sign proclaiming this is now Blue Moon Elementary or New Moon Elementary, and I am wondering when and why they changed the name, and somehow have some sort of odd memory of the schools all being privatized at some point. Am considering going to the office to ask about it when I wake up.