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This is the first dream I've been able to recall in weeks, so it's quite fuzzy...and really random...

In dreams, things happen all around us and we take it in for what it is, unquestioningly so. The situation around me in my dream tonight was
so wholly absurd that I immediately was aware I was in a dream, yet I went with the flow of the dream anyway

There was a studio, filled with dancers. The dance instructor told them that I would be joining them this class, and we went straight away to
practise. It was ridiculously apparent that I was not cut out for this, but everyone kept going, including me. We ended up doing standard
stuff, stretching out, going 'round in a circle to practise jumps and spins, and eventually do a mad free for all that seemed to completely pass over my realisation - I only
remember the moment that it ended.

Through this rehearsal session, I became increasingly aware of a particular petite girl with blonde hair. We both ended up doing the same move in time with the music, and
that seemed to enlist laughter and practise in close proximity for the rest of the rehearsal. When we were in-between sets, she would come over and wrap her right arm around my waist as we walked towards the rest of the group. I can't recall any distinct features about this girl other than her stature and hair colour; however, she doesn't seem like anyone I know in particular.

During the free for all, apparently there was supposed to be a sort of group pose at the end of it all, where we were to hold hands and do something crazy. Completely oblivious to this fact, the last precious seconds of the song were filled with me scrambling towards that blonde girl. As we held hands and posed for the last beat of the song, it all felt really surreal. There was no real purpose to this dance rehearsal. I'm haven't been a dancer since I was much younger. The absurdity of a dance studio dream made me quickly realise I was dreaming, but for the life of me, I went along with it.

As soon as that final pose ended, the blonde girl ran over to her stuff, packed up in a flash, and said, 'see you around.' It was a nice voice. Delicate and not too high in pitch, but wholly impossible to place. I can't really say I've heard a voice like that before.
As people start walking away I find myself alone very quickly. The studio itself started to fade to black, and I woke up.

This was an extremely random and confusing dream...Why would I even dream of something like that?!
On top of it all, I did no reality checks during the dream, which frustrates me a bit.

I'm still unaware of my particular dream signs, and thus I'm trying to improve dream recall. The biggest annoyance is that I haven't been able to recall a dream since my first semi-lucid dream a couple weeks ago. Maybe this is the start of better dream recall. Let's hope for the best during tonight's adventures.

The one thing of note in this dream may be the fact that I was very much aware of her touch. I really felt it, and it seemed so real; at the same time, I knew I was dreaming. Despite all of that, every time she was with me as we were walking back from a set, it was the most grounding experience to have her wrap her arm around me. Not particularly sure what it all means...

This dream isn't recent, but I wanted to post this first because it's been on my mind lately. In the dream I cheat on my boyfriend with a stranger, and kill myself. I've never considered cheating, or killing myself. However, the dream came at a time when I was considering a break up. I look at the state of the water throughout the dream. The raging, relentless ocean. The running water. The tranquil pool.

I am traveling in a group of five. We set off across the world, seeking a way to keep it from ending. This world is winding down and the end is eminent. Our efforts are futile. Yet while I travel with them I find I can hope. We come to the ocean, it is vast and ceaselessly tumultuous. The waves tower and crash, and we walk between them, on rough stone platforms. I'm trailing behind the others, and I realize they wouldn't care one way or another if I left them. I do not speak a word, I just decide to leave. I turn around and make my way home.

I am approaching my house. The forest meets my back door, the smooth golden path transitioning prettily into a single stone step. The door stands open. I hesitate knowing that as soon as I go inside, I may not be able to leave. I considering trying to find those I have left to their quest and then decide that it is hopeless. How would I even know where to look?
Inside the house it is cool and dark. I feel a sharp stab of sadness, thinking that I will find the house empty and that my boyfriend has long since left. I notice that the floors are a white/grey tile, there's an L-shaped sectional in the middle of the room with blankets piled on it. There are dark brown curtains covering the far wall, to my right is a wall of glass blocks. I know the bathroom is on the other side. I keep thinking that I can hear water running. I walk to the end of the glass block wall and step into the long hall preceding the bathroom. There's a sink there full of water, and a maid who has been dusting the drapes walks up beside me. I think about how easy it would be to kill myself now before my boyfriend has discovered the depth of my betrayal, and with that thought I remember having sex with a stranger in an alleyway when we first realized the world would end. I think about slitting my wrists in warm water, and about asking the maid to draw it for me.
"I know what you are thinking. It is not as bad as that, is it?" she gestures behind me and I notice movement on the couch. There's a person under the blankets, he rolls over. It's my boyfriend. Tentatively I allow myself to believe that I do not have to tell him what I've done. I go to kneel in front of the couch. He refuses to look at me.
"Hey," I begin, "it isn't too late! I came home." my throat feels thick, like I'm about to cry. I worry that he knows what I have done to him, and doesn't want me anymore. "We can go anywhere, just you and me. We can watch and wait for the world to end, together."
He turns his back to me. I plead with him, but he has ceased to exist. There is now only a pile of blankets on the couch.

What now?
The maid has drawn back the drapes. The entire wall behind the drapes is glass, one panel slides back. I know what I will do, what is the point of drawing things out? My world has already ended anyway. My feet are bare and the floor is cool beneath them. I'm wearing a white sun-dress with large red flowers on it. I step to the edge of the tile. My house stands so high off the earth that even the titan trees on the ground below seem tiny.
"Yes." I think, and take a shaking breath. This is where I will find release from my grief. I stare out over the valley. Then I close my eyes, and I dive neatly out into the air.
I can actually feel the wind on my face, the longer I fall the more free I feel. The air streams past me. Intuitively I know that I will land in water, or that I must. I became aware then, that I am dreaming. My mind resisted the dream, telling me three separate times that I could choose to wake up, that hitting the ground would be the death of me.
"No." I thought, "I want to see how this ends."
So I fell, and fell, and fell. I could see the tree tops and directed myself toward it because I knew there would be water at its center. By then I am without all the pain that was with me when I jumped.

When my body hits the canopy my mind separates from it. I am crouching beside a tranquil pool when I see my body tumble like a rag doll through the trees and plunge into the water. I stand up and walk out to the body. I know it is me, but she no longer looks like me. I take her wrists in my hands and pull her from the water, dragging her beneath a tree and arrange her among the roots.

I leave her there and go to find the others in their quest to save the world.

11-30-12

It's difficult for me to tell if in this dream I went to a location and then returned to said location, or if I had a (complex) false memory while in the dream of a dream I never had.

Ahem.

One part of the dream would cut to the other fairly often, I think.

One dream-plot is that my brother E, my father, my mother, E's wife M, and I were on a road trip. Maybe is would be more fitting to call it an odyssey, as it was winter and snowy and we just kept having to stop to make the road or help people or whatever. We were in a minivan.

I remember at some point in this story-arc we were outside on the road, effectively at our destination... or one of them. We were all placing equally spaced boards in the snow next to the road.
Don't ask me why. I just thought it was funny when M put one in the snow and it stood upright.


The other dream-plot is that I was re-visiting a great concert hall. Here's where the difficulty occurs: I don't know if I'd actually been there previously in a dream or in this dream or ever, yet I remembered being there before and talking to the director of an orchestra that was to practice there soon. Somehow that memory included a mock-train onstage and (I remember very clearly) the orchestra playing music from Chrono Trigger and Final Fantasy 6.
But I was there again. For some reason.

When I left, (and I know this was in the dream, not a possibly false memory) it was in a small crowd of college-aged people, mostly guys. I chatted a bit with one on the way out, and when I got back outside I got in the van (that's where the two story arc come together). As soon as I got in, though, the thought was that at least some of the guys coming out of the performance hall were to come with us in the van. (Which now only had my mom and myself.)
Some of the guys got in the middle seats and then I helped another guy (a really pleasant person) get in back, where I was.
I mentioned to mom about the odd music playing in the context of it being a memory. (more confusion about that upon waking.)

I remember a bald guy, and I'm walking in Divisoria.

NOTES:

The apple juice didn't help at all (-____-)

This has awful recall. I remembered part of it about 10 minutes after I woke up and the last fragment about 3 hours later.


I was stood with my from tutor Mrs Wall in the construction room trying to decipher some words written on a page in her handwriting. The words were really, really difficult to read which didn't alarm me in my dream because I get really bad headaches which make it difficult to read bad handwriting and Miss's handwriting is appalling.
*Later remembered*
It was an ILID day in school (these are special days which only my school seem to do. Something about individual learning) and we spent a certain amount of time in our option groups which I think was an hour so I was spending three hours in Construction (all morning) and the afternoon in Spanish and History. I was only halfway through 2nd period and I was talking to Miss about not wanting to go to afternoon lessons and just skive school (Uncharacteristic for me. I had perfect attendance until this week and I got sent home ill, surprisingly this afternoon the day after I didn't want to go to Spanish in my dream and I had Spanish in the afternoon. Possible link?)

I spent the half term doing lots with the family and I read the lyrics to The Gambler written down with a message from, my old house parent from my boarding hostel Stanley House, Dae saying I might have been in it when they performed it at the variety show (some of my friends had been 'singing' the lyrics on Facebook the evening before. I've never heard the song before)
Then I went to the mess (a military dining hall and bar and accommodation) on my military base with my boyfriend and my parents, it was really really busy and it was laid out really strangely with completely different room configuration to normal. I was stood talking with the three other people I was in the building with when my dad suddenly saw the people from the farm (I don't know anyone who lives on a farm. Who these people actually are, I have no idea) and they've had a flood there. They're trying to fix and sell the farm. George then turns around and says we should buy the farm. We go to the farm and look at it and agree to buy it.

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I'm in London with George and my parents when all of a sudden this Japanese tourist, who is a student, falls into the Thames. I run over to see if he is alright. Miraculously he is out of the Thames and standing by the railings. As I walk up to him, trying to check he's alright, he turns and starts to sprint away. I run after him, intent on making sure he's fine, and after we've twisted and turned through narrow streets along side the Thames I watch him get picked up via piggyback by his teacher (no idea how I knew that) and then watch them both run away into the distance. Then I stand there and wait for my parents and George to catch up with me.

I'm below a few meters of snow. I remember thinking, "I need to create a pocket of air here, so that I can breathe" but I concluded that I would definitely be dead if I couldn't get myself out of there fast. I could see the sun shining through the snow even though I was a few meters below it. I manage to crawl myself out of the snow. As soon as I get up there's water everywhere, and I'm leaning toward a piece of ice in the middle of the water. I was freezing to death, and I knew from my experience in wildness survival that I wouldn't survive without getting warm, especially since I was soaking wet and losing heat fast.

I went through it in my head "Shelter first, or I'll die of hypothermia, I can make it a while without food and water, just get warm, but grab any food you can on your way to shelter if there's an opportunity". I see this very wide island with some trees on it a few hundred meters in front of me. As I'm swimming too it I can see and feel crabs everywhere. I rationalize "grab a few for later!" at the same time I realize getting a fire would be difficult because it had been raining. There were hundreds of them around me and at one point there were so many of them I thought they would pull me below the water and that I would drown. Once I got to the island I hadn't managed to grab a single crab. I soon realized that this was a very small island, and that there was a bigger one behind it.

I appeared on the other island and I began running around in the wilderness, trying to figured out a way to get warm knowing I don't have much time. I realize there's no way I can get warm fast enough with a self-made shelter considering it was so cold and everything is wet. I keep running, and soon I see a small building. It reminds me of the place we stored our playground toys as a kid in kinder garden, the vibe I get is that I'm at a school ground, even though I realize I'm not. Next to the small building there is a large villa, with several glass doors next to each other, I want to get inside but I realize there is a hostile in there so I try avoiding being seen.

I make it up to the small building, and there are two massive padlocks (one would be about the size of your hand) and a chain keeping the door locked. I realize that the key is hanging in one of the padlocks, so I make my way in. As soon as I get in there is a 1 feet distance to another door. I open that door, and there's a toilet. The place is very very small, it's as wide as the toilet and the sink is right in front of me as I sit down. I don't mind, I was just happy about getting warmer, and I could literally feel slowly warming up, from being completely frozen. It felt really good and I was relieved.

11.30.2012

Me Vs. Ganondorf (Windwaker) (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was controlling Link from Windwaker mentally, or maybe it really was just me in his outfit, and I see Ganondorf is preparing to run up the long and twisted castle stairs forming into the right side. There's a red carpet materials in the middle of the stairs, and it leaves about 1/4 of the width of each step from both left and right sides exposed.

This endeavor in the dream was fairly simply, hunt down Ganondorf and face him off. Before I run up the stair to get to him, for maybe 20 seconds, I was in the area behind the start of the stairs going up. There were turquoise walls composed of stacked like bricks, but with a completely different material.

The flooring was also turquoise, or maybe slightly grayer than the walls. I see Ganondorf is standing there with his two swords, and he's about 10 feet away from me. I quickly prepared my Light Bow, and it shot through Ganondorf like it would for any other entity of evil.

However, it doesn't seem to affect him at all. He quickly runs up the stairs, and I get this sense of exhiliration. Going after the bad guy, hearing the "Hyrule Castle Ganon" Track from the Legend of Zelda Twilight Princess.

As I'm getting to the apex of the stairs, I could sense something bad was going to happen. I see Ganondorf in a different form, from Ocarina of Time. I get this quick imagery of him opening his mouth and has his eyes wide open, as if to scare me.

The dream resets, and this time, when I reached to the stairs, I believe I encountered him, but I forget what happened next.

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11.30.2012

I'm Floating Over a Sea (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream feels similar to a Winder Waker ocean envrionment. It feels like I'm in the body of Ganondorf from Ocarina of Time. I'm at least 200 feet above the sea.

I can't believe how much I'm stabilied by floating, and I start seeing incomplete forms of several islands from the Windwaker series. They all started out as gray colors, and then began to accumulate more detail.

However, because I'm lucid that I'm floating above the sea, which REALLY scares me, because I don't want to descend into it and face whatever mystery contained in there.

My fear of this makes me descend slowly to sea level, and before I knew it, I woke up out of fear.

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11.30.2012

Almost Becoming Lucid (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember walking on a side walk, and as I'm randomly talking to whoever,

"Hello? Yeah....I......uhmm."

Then I woke up before I could get the chance to become fully lucid.

*sigh*

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11.30.2012

Outset Island (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember wanting to take a family member to Outset Island from Windwaker. I don't know why exactly, but I just wanted to.

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11.30.2012

U.S. History Discussion Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm at the discussion room I usually go to for U.S. History class, and there seems to be quite a few people in a small area.

The flooring is vanilla, the walls are the same as well, and there's more than enough white lighting inside. I was probably sitting at the back rows on the far left side that's closer to the left wall.

The reason I'm confused is that I have another dream shift, but that will be mentioned later. I hear my discussion teacher go on in random declarations, and I don't really pay too much attention to the details until he calls my name.

I quickly jolted upwards, like literally half a feet. I quick put on a dazed and confused facade, waiting for his question, but I can't remember what it was.

Then the dream shifts, but I think this would've been a DEILD if I had been aware. Anyway, I'm sitting in the front or somewhere near the teacher, and I think he asks me a question that I was engaged in.

Funny thing is about the dream, in waking life, I had a discussion meeting for History today, and when no one didn't know the answer to the teacher's question, he said he would randomly pick out someone.

He screamed out "Brandon!"

I was shocked, but fortunately, there's another Brandon, and he picked him instead.

Hahahahaha.....that almost made me go crazy.

11.25.2012

Fingering A DV Member or Batgirl? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I ended up fingering some girl that looked a lot like a DV member I rather not mention about.

She has black hair that's curled into a ball, with the ends being spiked out. Her skin complexion is that of a Caucasian, and she's fit, but has a slight pudge on her stomach.

I like girls like that, or maybe I was liking her because I was going to do sexual things with her.

Spoiler for 18+:

At first it was anal fingering, and then it was vaginal fingering. I take one finger, then put in two fingers with my palm facing up.

The dream shifts sightly where she's on top of me, and I'm lying down on the floor. She's sitting with her body perpendicular to me on the left, meaning her legs are near my left side. I ask her a question, which was probably to finger her vaginally.


She responds, "Okay sure."

She quickly gets up, sits down and prompts herself into the Spread Eagle position.

I felt the squishy-ness, she's wet as fuck, and I saw a little tiny drop of blood dripping from her vagina. Don't tell me I fingered her virginity away....

I find that special little bump females have and kept rubbing it. She has the expression of, "Oh Shit," and as I'm getting deeper, her breathing augments, and shortening in pace.

She starts vibrating with sexual euphoria, shaking, and I'm trying to hold her with my free left hand, but it's not enough. She orgasms, and she twitches her legs, rotating them towards her vagina at a 45 degree angle.

Later on, I end up talking with Batgirl. Something is odd about her. She feels completely different than before, and I can't recall what she was before.

I had a feeling I was fingering her before or something, because she looks at me with a smile on her face, like, "You just made me orgasm with just your fingers" happy face.

So instead of friendzoning, I get a list from a fairly large notepad, and then I mentioned to her how we can do more of the fingering, and much more later on with her.

There's definitely something about Batgirl's smile that bothers me, it's like I've been socializing with her before or something. She looks peaceful, as if she can feel safe whenever I'm around.

Her exposing this fragility to me, especially when she still has her masks on gives me mixed emotions.

Things that I feel for dream characters.......

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11.25.2012

Desserts (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember going to some area at a top floor. The carpet is green, the lighting is a diluted orange color that spreads across the environment. It's the type of lighting that makes me imply that it's night time.

I saw a bunch of desserts ready to be served.

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11.25.2012

Akashic Records - Flashes of Intuition (Note)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I decided to meditate while inside of a vehicle. I wasn't driving mind you.

I always assume that I have to travel somewhere to find my Akashic Records, or have some kind of puzzle solved before being "deserving" of my records. I watched a certain video on Teal Scott over the Akashic Records and how to access them, and deep meditation seems to be the best method for me.

Since I barely become lucid anyway, I might as well take the time to deconstruct my thought patterns, and hopefully overcome that mental state where sporadic thoughts are abundant. If I can get past that stage, I can reach a state of tranquility, and access the records from there.

It's really just intuition at it's finest. I asked for advice on how I can be productive more on my blog, and how I can get more views and all that. Not this blog, another one, and I won't link it because I don't want to get an infraction or possibly banned.

Anyway, I started getting ideas popping in my mind, all sorts of very enticing things I can do. In fact, I'm going to do them now before the end of the night, and I'm doing fairly well in ideas at least.

I'm still getting a writer's block, and with so many things to worry about like not failing my exams and such, maintaining the other blog with over 1,000+ views within 4 days...I'd say I'm on the right path, I just need to keep this up.

I've noticed that it's good that I'm sublimating my tl ; dr ability into making a lot of blogs in the future. It should be fun, and I plan to access my records again tonight. I really would like a path on how I could talk with my tulpa.

Because if that can happen like before my exam, shit....I'd be fucking HAPPY.

Sigh....the only way to find out is to do this meditation state well, and start getting serious, because I know there's a way for me to overcome all this stress. If not, I might be fucked for life, and I just might...never mind.

Last night was my second lucid dream experience. Like the last one, it was very short.

My friend Moo (michael is his real name) is my best friend and is starting to lucid dream with me so that we can figure out his problem, but that's for another post. Him and I had been wandering around what is supposed to be Kings Dominion when we find the ride for the Intimidator 500. In my dream the ride has 3 different lines with well over 1,000 people visible from each.

At one point we're walking through the line to find a shortcut to another ride when I see a blocked off hallway. We walk over and I climb down into what now looks like a spiral slide that is clear. I see that this is obviously not a hallway to the next ride so I climb back up the slide.

There's a three foot gap between the floor I came from and where I am so Moo gives me his hand and pulls me up. As I emerge into the room I had previously come from with the line, I realize this is a dream and it's all so clear. The room is now empty with Moo to the left of me. I look down at my hands and they're very clear and some other language or symbols where my "A" should be on my right hand. I start laughing because this is all too humorous to me. I turn right and start to walk down some hallway to another room that is lit pink. Before I make it into the room this girl named Lexi from my school walks up to me. I remember that you can interact with other people in your own dreamscape so I prepare to say hello. Before I could say anything she gets right in my face and opens her mouth very wide (not like to kiss, more to eat my face off). I thought she was screaming at me so I closed my eyes shut and it actually woke me up.
I believe this is only the beginning.

In the past, I've abused lucid dreaming and my dream figures to the point where I need to redeem myself. This is my first lucid dream since I was that person a year ago.

My mom's boyfriend (Robert) and I are walking on the side of some mountain range that I've seen before. There is also two guys walking hand in hand in front of us. Think of the mountain range as a stone wall going straight up and down next to us and we're on more of a catwalk in the air. In the distance is the rest of the mountains, all sectioned off into different colors. In my mind our goal is to get over the mountain range, but they're so tall I can't even see the top of them. Also, each different color is a different country in my head (I didn't know which was which). The beginning of the dream I'm completely oblivious but about a minute of walking down this catwalk I start becoming very aware and sort of spooked that this is all a dream.

I look down to my hands because that's what I've learned to do in the past and they look very vivid except for the "A" on my hand which is a made up symbol at this point. I shout "clarity now" and I'm overwhelmed by this feeling of like a wall of water hitting me that is really just everything becoming vivid. Robert and the two men are laying on the stone in front of me at this point and I become so scared I wake up panting in the dark.

This is a weird start seeing as when I first started lucid dreaming the first 3 were ended because I realized I was dreaming and started shouting of excitement.

I didnt think i dreamed last night until my brother made pizza for lunch, the for some reason i thought of pizza rolls!!! LOL idk why!! but that made me remember i had made pizza rolls for my friends and I to eat because we were going on a long adventure. I'm not sure where to but my dad was pissed because I made the rest of the pizza rolls without telling him and he had nothing to eat. i'm not entirely sure what happened next but I remember walking down a road in front of my house. I'm not sure who was with me but one of them was bigger and had glasses but i dont know anyone like that. I think there was 3 of us.... My dream ended with us walking down the road with the stick over out shoulders and a sack tied to the end of it to hold out supplys. Idk what was in the sack. then I woke up.

With all 3 of my dreams they all involve food or the kitchen LOL! I think whenever i eat or are in the kitchen ill be sure to test a dream sign!!

Dream #1: Standing next to the App stand in work and seeing Aaron next to the sink all was normal but he had a white stripe in his hair for some reason. I went to the back dessert station and woke up.

Dream #2: I was in the kitchen with Spencer watching the Jets game. I dont know who they were playing. The opposite team was kicking off to the jets. The guy who was back to return was Leon Washington. (Hasnt played for the jets in years). When he caught the kick off and started running he got tackled and fumbled and the opposite team recovered. Next the camera showed a close up of the jets special teams coach and he was freaking out and screaming. My and Spencer laughed and the T.V went to a commercial break. It showed the score but I couldent read it or remember it. DREAM SIGN. Thak was the last of my dreams.

Secret Santa (5:37)

My RH calls me into her office to receive my assignment for our house's secret santa this year. I also overhear the person before me getting her assignment, which has something to do with a basketball team. Apparently she really hates this team, because she almost starts shouting at the RH in her annoyance at this assignment.

I go back outside, where there's a party going on. My secret santa assignment walks past with a group of her friends, and they drag me over to where people are dancing. I'm still no good at "party dancing," though, so I'm not sure what to do with myself. I just stand there awkwardly amid all the flailing arms. Then I notice some volunteers trying to get through the dance floor carrying trays of drinks. I try to move out of the way for them, but I know that very few other people will.

I notice that I'm not wearing any pants, just briefs and an extra-long T-shirt. Well, if no one's bothered by it, then I guess I won't bother to change. It's kind of fun going around like this.

Someone hands me a cup, telling me there's a really delicious new drink in it. I try it, and it's pretty good. Looking over at the bar, I see the bottle that it came out of. It's marked "5% alc/vol." Now I think back on it, the drink did taste like there was alcohol in it.

Green Soccer Ball

I'm walking along a hallway with a group of people, languidly dribbling a luminescent green soccer ball. The narration tells me that it is a ball of Nutella, and it belongs to one of the guys walking nearby, the leader of the group. We go into a big room with rows of shelves, and the rest of the group starts passing the ball among themselves, trying to keep the ball's owner from getting it back. But this isn't just friendly teasing, it's malicious. Round about this time, I know I'm dreaming, but I try just to focus on what's going on around me, so that I don't leave the dream. Once, the ball rolls up to a shelf near the ball's owner, but he's standing on the other side of the shelf. Using magic powers, he zaps the ball with a bolt of lightning, and it disappears and reappears next to him. Three people start running towards him to get the ball back, but he zaps them all simultaneously, and they fly backwards to the end of the room.

Then he turns to me. To him, I know, I'm with the other people. But somehow he's willing to give me more of a chance, maybe because I respect him. (By the way, I'm a girl right now.) He warns me that he's about to zap me. Then he shoots the bolt of lightning, and I conjure a shield in front of me, in the form of a fuzzy ball of white light. The shield absorbs the lightning. He tries again, and I block it again. I guess he's impressed, and we start a conversation. But the other guys in the room are all watching us. Suddenly grinning, the guy walks up to me and takes both of my hands in his, one in each. I'm confused until I realize that he means to teleport us somewhere more private. The destination is a camp of soldiers on the eastern edge of Skyrim.

Hank Dreams (9:11)

I'm in a museum, learning about Hank Green's approach to lucid dreaming. There are several different tiers to it, and Hank warns people against trying the most vivid version without lots of practice. Personally, I think he's just being jealous about his ability to do that version, but whatever. The tour group enters a small movie theater, where we'll watch a video that has something to do with the dangerous effects of the most vivid version, which Hank calls a "Hank Dream." The video starts with Hank lying in a bed, sleep-talking to Marilyn Monroe. Some of his friends are standing around the bed, of course, including the one videotaping the whole thing. It's all in black and white. After a minute, Hank says, "Marilyn, stop. Stop! I'm already married," and everyone in the movie theater laughs. Then Hank starts sleepwalking as though blind, groping around the room, trying to find someone. The people around the bed back up, and suddenly I realize what is about to happen. "Oh, fuck," I say, jumping out of my seat and trying to get away from the movie screen. Hank stumbles after me, presumably intending to do to me whatever he had been about to do to "Marilyn." Drawing on my tae kwon do, I assume a back stance with my hands in double shooto position, preparing to fend him off. John Green laughs and explains the rest of the story: "Eventually she [Hank] gets so mad that she poops at you and storms off, and you LOSE. Except you hit her enough that after a moment she goes like this:" From a kneeling position, he slowly widens his eyes and straightens his back in an expression of surprise, then falls over backwards, apparently unconscious. It's all very comedic.

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• '"who are you?" violin player' (7:05)

DJ Log: November 30, 2012 – 8:45AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am walking down a fairly dark stairwell which leads to a below-grade doorway. The stairwell is made of crumbling concrete and the steps have diamond plated steel on top of them. There is a small light on the wall above, but it is barely enough light to see where I am going.

I take a couple of steps downward and find that there are snakes all over the place. There are snakes on the steps and more snakes are crawling out of holes on the concrete beside the steps. The snakes are a variety of sizes and colors. I take a couple more steps down then a small snake jumps off the wall and bites my on the end of my left index finger. I turn around and walk back up the steps with the snake hanging off my finger. A couple of snakes follow me as I walk.

Just as I'm reaching to pry the snake off my finger, it lets go and slithers away. As I turn toward the steps, I feel something hanging off my back. There is a large snake trying to crawl up my shirt. It is hanging out from the back of my shirt like a tail. I reach around and pull on the snake, but it won't let go. I lean back and whip my shirt off as fast as I can. The snake stays with the shirt and is now laying on the ground in front of me. The snake is bright orange and looks to be about 4 feet (1.22 meters) long.