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Dreamed: 5.8.2012, Written:5.8.2012.

I was sitting in front of my computer, I was watching a YouTube video, I accidentally turned up the volume to the max, I knew the sound will be quite loud so I quickly pressed the mute button on my keyboard.
I remembered that I never experience a volume change delay on YouTube, I have only experienced that while changing the volume on the VLC media player.
I then pressed the off button on my speaker, there's a green light right on my speaker that only works when my speaker is on.
The light was still on when I turned off the speaker.
And I remember saying/thinking "Well, if that doesn't make sense, does anything?".
And I became vaguely lucid, everything turned to black, I don't know if I got excited or scared, the whole memory of the dream is quite vague.
I still felt lucid though and didn't wake up, I probably could've entered a lucid dream if I was more aware of the situation I am in.
Even in this void I remember moving my shoulder, or at least the feeling of moving my shoulder.
And i thought "Ha, lets try and guess in which position I'm currently sleeping".
I felt like I had a choice between waking up and going lucid, I remember being scared and waking up.

Dreamed: 30.7.2012, Written: 30.7.2012.

Ugh, this one is going to be hard to explain, mostly because it doesn't even make a lot of sense to me.

I have been called to a nursing home, when I came there, I saw my grandfather anxiously walking up and down a high tower of spiraling stairs, well, not very high, but quite.
They came from a little house up high. I think grandfather was whispering nonsense as he went up and down the stairs.
I remember the nurse that met me there telling me that he hit his head, ans since then started talking nonsense.
He said something along the lines of "I've got a gummy in the head and now ...", I can't remember the rest.
I then came up the stairs, then suddenly my other grandfather appeared there.
My grandfather was running around up and down the stairs anxiously, I told him to slow down and the other grandfather answered, he said "Don't worry, you know I'm not going to fall.", and he smiled.
Then I said "Well, you're not the one I'm worried about".
I then skip a few scenes, I am standing near a playground, it feels very familiar, I am sure I've seen it before, in my dreams.
It only had one swing, though, my grandpa was swinging there.
I remember two or three people with me, I don't remember them at all, not even a concept of a face.
I only remember that one of them was a female, the color yellow comes up when I think about her.
My grandpa suddenly got terrified and paranoid and shouted "the tiny eyes! they have come for me!".
I then saw what I think was a reflection on my glasses, I saw a pair of eyes in the reflection, I then came to the conclusion that my grandpa has developed a fear of shadows and reflections, I told the yellow female to look these symptoms up on her smart phone.

I remembered more before but I don't now.
This was an odd dream.

A few dreams from my physical dream journal.
I'm going to start writing here from now on, I realized that my handwriting is barely readable.

Here are the dreams I currently have written in my journal:

DREAM 1
Dreamed: Unknown, Written: 27.7.2012.

I was in the living room, the light was off, it was also off in the kitchen, which is sort of connected to the living room.
There is a big glass door in the living room which leads to another room, it doesn't really have a purpose, we just store various things there.
The light was on in there, I saw it through the glass door.
I tried turning the lights on in the living room by using the switch, it didn't work.
After a couple of failures, i gave up.
I tried turning the lights on in the kitchen, it also didn't work.
I found it weird that only the glass door room light was working, I then "semi" realized that I am dreaming and suddenly rushed upstairs to my room.
When in my room I built a wall where my "door hole" is, (I don't have a door in my room).
I think I might have been wearing big grey or black gloves.
After blocking the doorway,I felt that I am not really lucid, that the dream isn't stable at all, which was true.
I then started looking at the huge tree outside my window, I tried to focus as hard as I could and receive all the detail possible to become more aware, I don't remember it very well, but the tree was beautiful and extremely colorful.
That is the last thing I remember before waking up.
It was all very sudden, irrational and just very blurry.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am at my English professor's house getting my paper graded. We are sitting close together on her couch.

This was a very long and involved dream. Unfortunately this is all I remembered.

Dream 2:

I am at work arguing with GM over someone's project. This person is trying to use a drug with proven toxicity in another program. I am arguing that we should give it a chance because the tox might be due to the drug going somewhere completely different from where it will go in the new program. I say that even if there is only a 1% chance of it working, those are better odds than our current approach to drug discovery. This person (a woman I think) presents her ideas to a large audience and GM is talking mad shit on her throughout the entire talk.

My co-worker YA is technically not in my department although she works directly with me.

I hear a strange buzzing noise and I wake up to find my wife's phone is vibrating.

Dream 3:

I am writing my previous dream in my dream journal. (As always with a false awakening) I am writing the dream in incredible detail.

Wake up for real.

Dream 4:

I come home early from work and find two young boys playing in my pool. I jump in and play some basketball with them. They ask me to put in a diving board. I ask them how much that would cost and they didn't know. I say that if it is less than $1000 I will do it. Next I am playing 4 square with them and my wife with tomatoes. My wife asks me to have sex with her but I said not with the little kids around.

Dream 5:

I am in a very serious flag football and basketball league. The basketball portion is 2 on 2. I get picked to represent my school even though I am not on the normal school basketball team.

My recall has been pretty bad, but I can remember that I was in another hunger games type situation where everyone was trying to kill me. What made it different from the hunger games was that we had teams.
The battlefield was a corn field with trees all along it. There was a road though the middle that had a few more trees along the edge.
Everyone on my team had gotten killed, other than me. A bunch of other people were dead, too. I started looking for good weapons, because most of what people had were small knives or hand-crafted spears. Eventually, I found two small war axes and some body armor.
I decided to dual wield the axes, and I was now one of the most powerful people fighting. I remember killing a few more people. Then this black woman who looked like one of my mother's friends came into the arena and told me that she was the mother of one of my teammates, and that she was really mad at me for letting her child get killed so that I could get the axes. She punished me by running over my laptop computer with a golf cart.

These happened really late in the morning, like reaaaally late. I woke up several times, and the last time, the clock said 10:43am. I thought, ehh, I'll get up in a bit, no sense in trying to LD now because I never do this late. Then I conked out again anyway.

I remember dreaming about my dogs chasing and torturing frogs in the back yard like they do irl. Gucci brought one inside and was trying to half play and half chew on the poor thing (irl, I occasionally happen upon a little frog jerky on the living room floor). So I shoo the dog away so I can get the little corpse and throw it outside. When I pick it up, he's still alive! He appears unwounded, just in shock and perhaps playing dead. I hold him very gently, and go to put him in the koi pond in our back yard. He does a couple little frog licks on my hand, which felt like grateful kisses. I set him in the koi pond, which has suddenly turned into an ocean shore line (YAY oceanfront property, finally). I watch as he floats for a moment, then does the breast stroke and swims off. I suddenly become lucid, because HEY, I don't have an ocean in the back yard! So I start skipping along the shore, and take to flight. It was already night when the dream started, with the only light coming from our backyard floodlights. But now that I'm lucid, it goes completely dark. I REALLY need to learn how to summon light. I tried all kind of things. I even closed my eyes and spun, trying to change the scene. Usually that would wake me up, but it didn't this time, which is good. But it was still dark. I just kinda stood there, in a black oblivion for a few moments, and woke up due to frustration.

But I didn't wake up, it was a false awakening! I thought I woke up, and Danny was getting up to get ready for work, and I could hear the kids getting ready for school. But then I remembered I already went through this like 4 hours ago, I should be alone right now! So I just got up out of bed and went down the hall, ignoring the pretend family members. The hall opened into an entirely new scene. It looked like a romper room: lots of kids and a few gym teachers, multicolored foam blocks, toys and books. I suddenly remembered that I wanted to try the basic TOTM, to shrink down. I looked at one of the teachers, and asked her if she knew how to cast spells, because I want to shrink down to the size of a bug. She said "I sure do!" Then she pointed me to 4 different children, each holding a magic wand. She told me to choose which one I wanted to cast the spell on me. So I chose the boy in blue. Everyone stood around me in a circle, and the boy pointed the wand at me and said an incantation. I felt like there was an invisible power, forcing me downward. At first I thought I was shrinking, because I went from being at eye level with everyone, then knee level, then finally ankle level. But they looked the same size, so I couldn't have shrunk. I looked at everyone, then myself, and I realized all that happened was I was just sitting on the floor. Lame job there subconscious. I thought I might just grab a teacher and have some consolation sex, but my dream body that was on the floor phased into my waking body in my bed. Oh well, at least I remembered and attempted it one last time before the end of the month.

09.28.2012

Scar and Paper (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wrote down two tags for this dream, but I should've written more.

The dream is associated with someone getting a scar, and then something involving white printer paper.

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09.28.2012

Crystals in Bathtub (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Somebody had a hold of some object that could form crystals contained in a white plastic bag. A group of people, maybe 2-3, wanted to steal the contents in the bag. The dream most likely resets to where I have to save him before they beat him up.

I looked at the person, and he ran away, leaving whoever is coming to get him to me now. The dream shifts to where I'm at a lower floor, somewhere, and I'm looking on the bottom of a bathtub, and I find crystals forming and hardening. They had a slight yellow hue to them, and it almost looked like brown sugar when it gets wet.

Then I have something along in the notes related to Space Pirate Sara, the blonde chick that appeared in a dream a few weeks ago, though I can't remember what she did in this dream.

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09.28.2012

Superman and his Doppelganger (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a building with purple or blue carpet flooring in most sections, and there were violet walls too I believe. It seems to be daytime in the dream, and there were large vertical windows that emitted the bright light outside.

I see Superman, and I'm not sure if he's fighting anyone, but then I see another person that looks like Superman, to some extent, that seems like he's preparing to attack the original one. Then what I have on the next tag is a thesis on a wall, and what I can recall from that is that it was more of a column with a thesis written on it rather than a wall.

The column was dark orange-red, and there was some random guy sitting next to the right of the column . His hairstyle was messed up, a bunch of curly hair, and he wore glasses with a thick, black, metal rim around it. I assume he's on the floor because of the whole deal with Superman facing his doppelganger, judging by how he shook his legs rapidly in fear.

What I have next as a tag is "Lois and Clark Kent together saying, "Mmmhmmm..."

What I can recall from that is that Superman and Lois are walking together. Lois seems to be wearing an opened mid-tone violet female dress shirt, along with a faded sky blue shirt underneath it. She also seemed to have been wearing a light gray skirt.

They're both looking down at something, and I assume it's just me looking at them in first person view, and they said in unison,

"Mhmmmmmmmmmm....."

Okay, today, before I typed this dreams up and had them in bite-sized tags, which I should definitely extend more than just 2-3 tags, the dream above with the Superman and the Thesis on the wall, I noticed that today in History discussion, we talked about the guidelines for our Thomas Paine Essay. Our TA mentioned something about the thesis, which was a pretty obvious thing to start with so the graders don't get confused on the purpose of the essay...just wanted to point that out.

After a lot of misses and less hits with DILDs, WILDS, EILD, Subliminal methods and everything that I could possibly throw at this every night, I finally found a method that seems to be working for me. I found out about this due to curiosity. At first I thought the first try was just luck but it seemed peculiar to me. But when I did this successfully 2 more times I found out that this simple method actually works! And it gave me more consistent hits then the DILD method alone.

Basically what I did yesterday was I just went about my day and wasn't even thinking about Lucid Dreaming because I was in the stage where I nearly gave up because I was going at it so long. But during a visit from a friend I suddenly had a random thought about how my friend keeps being portrayed in my dreams. Then I thought to myself.... "I will have a LD tonight." and I did it while knowing that I would, with no doubt in my mind. Then I would push that aside and forget about it while going about the rest of my day.

Sure enough, during a dream about Candy and awesome tasting cookies that were put left out on a living room table. And my NJROTC class (which seemed to much more like the military then a high school program.) I got mad at them because I wound up being the odd man out somehow. And I got in a verbal and almost physical argument with one of the higher ups. It seemed to me that a lot was at steak because we were in a parking garage complex and some kind of enemy was out there. After the argument I realized that I wasn't just the odd man out anymore, I now had to get out of there because I apparently did something worse. So I dashed out and I looked around my surroundings which were beautiful. It seemed to me that this was an entire base out in the middle of an awesome grassy field. The grass wasn't ridiculously long it was about as normal as my grass in the back yard. but the color green was more faded with the evening sky. The sun wasn't fully down yet. Suddenly the feeling of being in between awake and asleep came to me, it didn't hit me, it kind of faded in while I was running. Then I said to myself subconsciously, "there it is again! That feeling!" I stopped for a moment and thought, "Alright now I'm going to try running at sound speed!" I closed my eyes and I could feel myself running, (which was awesome!) but I couldn't feel that push or any speeding up. I opened my eyes again and sure enough I was going at normal pace. I thought that if I focused that I'd be able to. Then I consciously, and on purpose, tried to really do a Kamehameha wave, but all I got was a near black out because I really focused the crap out of it and pushed it. Then I thought to myself that I need to ground this dream more. So I ran over to the metal roof that was buried in the ground and that led to the other distant part of the base. It was an outside spot with all of this stuff. Basically I got the impression that this was a small refugee camp or something. I started to feel the metal and focus on it, but it was too much in a hurry because the sub thought conveniently came at the back of my mind that I'm going to lose control again. I could feel the metal on my hands which was a first because I never felt anything in my dreams like that before. I could feel the bumpy surface and everything, but I lost the control. Then some other random dreams followed.

Despite the fact that I messed up. I didn't fail, this was a learning experience that helps me so much now. Now I know it was that feeling that I got when I would wind up in limbo after being knocked silly out of a dream. It was the same feeling from the first Lucid I ever had. I remember it, and I felt it, and now I know this method works! It simply uses the weapon that I'm using already during my waking life, I believe that there isn't anything that I can't do as long as I put my mind to it, failure only happens if I let it. It's because of this state of mind that I'm excelling in my college classes and my art work is looking the way it should, and the way I want it. This technique supports DILD and I think it may support others as well I don't know but I'll check as I continue fooling around with this one. BOO YEAH!!!

I had this dream last night and I decided to write it down. Here it is: I was sitting with about 7 snakes in an unfamiliar living room. I guess they were my pets or something, because I was feeding them. My favorite snake was a large bright-green one that I let crawl around on my shoulders and arms. I put it down on the ground and it slithered towards another brownish snake that was digesting something. I stood up, got some water and returned to them. I was looking around for the green snake, but only saw the others. Suddenly I turned around and saw the snake that I was looking for slithering right at me. I thought that it was going to hurt me so I grabbed it right on it's tail, picked it up, and threw it at the wall. I felt bad, (as I should) and went to see if it was alright. I sat down next to it and checked to see if it was alive, which it was.
It then hurled itself into the air and landed on my back. I felt a sharp pain where it landed because it bit me. I think I blacked-out in the dream because I then found myself sitting with my mother who had "magically" healed my snake wound.
I told her "thanks," and walked towards an exit out of the house, I passed the snakes but the green one was gone (guess that mom took care of it ). I came to a clear door which I could see through. I noticed a big brown bear in the distance outside and instantly told my mother. She went outside and began to pet the bear who seemed to enjoy the attention. I then woke up at around 6:00AM with a headache.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a lucid this morning unintentionally and it was pretty cool! Pretty okay length and stable.

22.00: Sleep

05.05: Flying DILD
I'm fighting someone I don't know and I'm raging. We're next to a long apartment block. I'm getting more and more lucid by the second as I lift him up with telekinesis and throw him down into the asphalt. I try to summon fire but it doesn't work. I start to choke the guy with both hands. "I'm not going to let you ruin my lucid" I growl and let him go. I stand up and look around. It appears that I'm in some kind of park, with walkways and lawns. 'Gotta make him disappear' I turn around and back again and he's not there anymore.

'Awesome! I should fly some, it's been a while.' I start to run across the lawn and jump while I do it. Getting airborne is always tricky if I haven't done it in a while. I see a family of three on the walkway up ahead. 'Perhaps if I run really fast.' I will myself to run faster and soon I'm shooting across the lawn towards the family. I jump a last time but still can't fly. The family says something to me but I ignore them as I start to fly from jumping straight up like I always do. Shooting straight up for a few hundred meters in a second I feel thrilled, it's an amazing feeling. I can see the nearby houses below me and they're tiny. 'Crap, gotta go lower or I'll lose the dream.' I drop down again and make a backflip as I do, my stomach's lurching with excitement.

I land softly on the lawn, the grass is warm against the soles of my feet. 'Hmm, what was my task again?' I can't for the world remember what it was. After ten seconds or so I decide to find some more dreamfruit. To get a better view of the place I jump straight up ten meters. To my left I see a tree filled with bright red fruit. I casually walk towards it, seeing a strange experimentation cell to my left. It's made of glass and it appears as if a rainforest is growing inside. I walk up to the tree with the red fruit and I realise it's just an apple tree. The apples are very red though and looks tasty.

'Hmm, they'll probably taste awesome.' I grab three with telekinesis and let them float around me for a second before stuffing one into my pocket, letting one drop and holding one up against my face. Still using telekinesis I cut into the apple to make sure it's not rotten. It's got perfectly white flesh and I take a whiff. 'Hmm, doesn't smell anything, what a shame...' I take a big bite and it's barely sweet. An apple in real life has ten times as much taste. I throw it away and walk back the path I came from. I soon after lose lucidity and dream of people holding up big diamonds.

05.05: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Very nice to finally get lucid again and be able to do something. I'm going to try to summon something bigger next time, it seems as if I've got natural talent when it comes to summoning.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I was home with my mom and hungry. I found some leftover steamed rice to eat but found nothing to have with it. I used the ceramic bowl from my dorm days that has a glossy turquoise interior and matte black outer finish.

09-28-2012 -- I'm at a theater somewhere in Orlando with BC, preparing to take in a performance of All in the Timing, though it doesn't seem to be under that title. The problem is, neither BC nor I have any money for a ticket. So why are we here again? We are just about to leave when Karl O. comes running up, wanting to know what the heck we are doing here. AH is performing in this, and if she sees me, she'll blow a gasket! [In real life, this is nonsense and AH would be the consummate professional, and might well be glad for the ticket sale, even if she didn't want to interact with me personally.]

BC is saying we wanted to take in the play, and I am explaining I wanted to see all six scenes, instead of just the four I saw the last time. He is asking which two I'd not seen before, and I remember 'Variations on the Death of Trotsky', but can't bring 'The Philadelphia' to mind. He has taken long enough talking to us about this that suddenly AH is wandering into the area, and BC and I take off running before she can start screaming at us.

We are now running through a Disney park. It might possibly start out in the Magic Kingdom in Florida, but if so, it almost instantly warps to Disneyland. We find ourselves running right into an area where they are roping off the street in preparation for a parade, and are ducking under ropes and things. We get separated, and I am trying to catch up with her, but the parade ropes soon turn into a ride queue for some kind of children's ride.

Soon I am having to climb a sort of ladder, and I find myself looking at a very small hole I have to crawl through. There's no way ... not even if I was half my size. I have to apologize to people as I squeeze past them back down the ladder. I am looking for a cast member to explain the situation, but it seems they are trying to save money, and have cut back on the staffing, so there is nobody here. Instead I just duck under a barricade and into the loading/unloading area and prepare to walk out the exit, just as a boat or car appears with a cast member wondering what I think I am doing. I start to try and explain, then just say "Never mind," and bolt as the employee glares after me.

I wander around for a bit, then climb a short railing into some brush surrounding the Matterhorn, where I find my little red motor scooter. I pick it up and start to hoist it over the railing when a Disney security guard comes up to me and demands to know what I am doing. "You can't park a motor scooter back here, even if you are a cast member ..." he looks closer at me, and says "And you're impersonating a cast member, as well!" He's ticked off.

I glance down at myself, and find I am wearing western garb that might well look very much like a Frontierland costume. It gets worse as I glance at my feet and find my shoes are huge! Somehow I am wearing Goofy shoes! I think back to this morning, when I was getting dressed, and I just grabbed the first clothes I could find. I didn't mean anything by it. The shoes seemed slightly big, but comfortable. I honestly didn't realize!

But moment by moment the shoes are getting bigger, and the clothes are slightly shifting so that they look more and more like a character costume. Thank God I'm not somehow wearing the head, or I'd be dead! The security guard (who looks like Bob Hoskins in Roger Rabbit) is furious, and ties me to a rope as he is closing a gate to allow the passage of a train, monorail, and even a stage coach to pass [seems more like Knott's than Disney] but the rope falls off, and I move to an out-of-the-way spot. I could have rushed off and been free, but I didn't want to be hunted, so I waited, figuring I could explain.

But he doesn't want to listen. He drags me down to Main Street to see a supervisor, but the supervisor seems to be overseeing some sort of water show. I am told to just wait quietly, and maybe write out a report of my defense. But they have no paper, I have no paper, and am stuck either writing on my arms, or pulling out a rare 1990s park guide map from my backpack (which is loaded with such souvenirs) and writing it on that.

I am trying to point out that I am a collector of old Disney stuff, using that as some of my proof, and trying to show I meant no harm, and didn't even realize what I was wearing, but they don't want to listen. I continue to try to write my report, but splashes from the water show keep hitting the map, and the paper is getting soaked and the ink is running. I finally give up, throw away the guide book, and try to move out of the way so I won't get soaked.

I soon find myself standing in the very back, well behind all the seating, and again I could have just disappeared in the crowds to never be seen again. But when the guard starts looking around for me, I wave to him so he can find me. He seems to be wearing some kind of police car costume that looks like something from the Roger Rabbit movie. He soon discards the costume, grabs me again, and pulls me backstage.

This is the part that is much more like past dreams than real life. He is pulling me through an area that seems to be half backstage, half onstage, to a small door right next to a barber shop which leads to the Disney security office. As he pulls me through, we walk past Denny Hardwick, who I am hoping doesn't recognize me. Bob strolls right through some crowds, but I am a bit bigger, and have to wait for them to pass before I can move past them.

He leads me up to a counter where a young woman glares at me and asks me coldly "what are you in for?" By this time I am getting really disgusted with the way a simple error is being blown out of proportion, and tell her she already knows exactly what I am here for. If she didn't, she would either assume I was a normal person, or an employee, not an imposter! She doesn't deny it. They are just rude and obnoxious, and seem determined to railroad me! AAUUGGHH!!

dream : comments : lucid

Friday, 28th of September 2012

It's been too long...

What I remember was that I was in a profoundly awesome city. It was like a city from the Imperium in Warhammer or something like that; giant Cathedral-like buildings and statues of Angels.

I was just walking through the city with my Dad and brother when they veered off and left me to explore by myself. I kinda just walked around being amazed at the scale and size of the buildings and statues around me. It was pretty intense.

09-28-2012 -- [Was going to post two dreams in one post, because this first bit felt like a fragment, but when I got finished entering it, it seemed well long enough to stand on it's own.]

Started with some sort of Runescape stuff, probably involving farming and possibly picking up orts. May have extended to a quest that leads into the Harry Potter bits. [Speaking of Runescape and Harry Potter, might it not be neat to have a Harry Potter MMORPG, where you create a character, get sorted into one of the houses, and start doing quests and things as a Hogwarts student?]

Anyway, somehow Dumbledore has been cursed with some kind of slow-acting but very powerful death magic, and is in the process of dying. After lots of research and the like, we discover that he needs to be hit with just enough Avada Kedavras to kill off the death magic, but not a single one more than that, as once the death magic has been defeated, a single avada kedavra would instantly kill him, as usual.

Ron and I are at Hogwarts (which seems to bear a striking resemblance to Savanna High School) to seek Minerva's help. It seems the AK is quite difficult to cast, and in usual circumstances a powerful witch or wizard could cast it, at most, four times, and it seems likely it is going to take around twelve AKs to save Dumbledore.

We're getting ready to go see Dumbledore at the hospital, and Minnie is asking if we have all we need ... I check my supplies and find I have my three cans of Chek soda (Winn-Dixie Supermarket store brand) to keep me awake and boost my energy. I drink 1 1/2 cans, and confirm I am ready. We run out to the parking lot and climb into our separate cars, and I start my engine and begin to drive. People are going really slow in the parking lot, so I pull into the in-bound lane to pass them.

I'm almost certain one of the slow idiots who I passed was Fudge, who is kind of upset about it, so it seems I am in trouble with the ministry. I zip past him and into the driveway leading to the street, then onto the street in a pick-up lane, where I kind of halt to wait a few moments for Ron and Minerva to catch up.
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Suddenly we are at the hospital. Minerva knows what needs to be done, and she walks into Albus's room and starts silently casting. There is no sound, but just a slight pulsing emerald-green light as she casts not four, but six avada kadavras. I don't know how she manages to do it, but she does. As she exits the room and I walk up, a doctor chooses to turn off the light or something, which may make it harder to hide what spell we are casting.

I walk into the room right as Albus wakes up, except he seems to be being played by Patrick Stewart. I ask him how he is doing, and he says he is feeling quite a bit better ... in fact ... he does a sort of forward roll to flip out of bed and onto the floor, where he is lying on his back. Before I can offer any assistance, he does that 'power move' wrestlers do where he arches his back to bring his feet under him, then manages to spring to his feet like somebody many years younger.

Obviously Minerva's spells helped greatly. But I still need to cast, as well. Problem is, now that the lights are out, the flash of the AK is going to be much more noticeable. I also cannot yet do silent casting, so I also have to worry about people hearing me cast. I draw the blinds to limit the light that escapes, and am trying to whisper the spell, but I just can't seem to produce anything. I am really working on making my pronunciation as perfect as possible, and am getting louder and louder, concentrating on trying to build up the power I need.

Thankfully, the only people close enough to hear me are the doctors, and while this treatment scares them silly, they at least know what we are trying to do, and that Albus isn't dead yet, even though Minerva hit him with the curse several times. Meanwhile, I now know why Minerva pushed to hit him with six curses ... if I have this much trouble throwing the curse once, it is probably going to be just me and Minnie. Ron isn't probably going to manage it at all. I'm still trying when I wake up.

Dream - Lucid

I was watching my friend, Caitlin, walk in rhythm down a hallway to her singing the words "It won't take me awhile" over and over again in a deep Jamaican accent. She was wearing light blue bermuda shorts.

We were then sitting on the couch, watching some late-night TV. I'd say it was probably 1 or 2 in the morning, maybe later. I think we were sitting in my living room. It was dark, save for the light from the TV.

We were then walking into a kitchen that kind of looked like our neighbor's (from yesterday's dream) kitchen. We were in nothing but our underwear. I think we must have lived there, and were roommates again. I was trying to get my panties all the way on over my butt as we were walking. At the far end of the kitchen were some of our friends from high school, Kayla and Maegan are the ones I remember, though there were more. It was kind of embarrassing, but we were still having a good time.

Then, all the sudden, I was outside on a wooden porch with my best friend MK's older brother, Adam, whom I rarely see or talk to IWL. Everyone else had disappeared. It was a beautiful, sunny day. Adam looked at me and asked
"Where did everyone go?"
I responded
"The dream must be about to end."
As Adam was agreeing with me that that must be why, I was thinking wait a minute. This is a dream! Sweet!!
I didn't even do an RC, since I felt so sure already that this was a dream. I was really excited! So excited, that I wanted to fly with Adam! We walked up to the edge of the porch, and Adam started talking. I, however, was too excited to listen (something I desperately need to work on in my LDs -_-). I kept wanting to ask him to fly with me. He finally finished talking, and I asked him
"Do you practice lucid dreaming?"
"Yes," he replied.
I grabbed for his hand.
"Would you like to fly with me?"
"Yes!" he replied, taking my hand.
I felt our fingers intertwine as I took off. He trailed behind a little at first, but was then next to me.

I felt kind of out of control as we flew for some reason, I think it may have been because I was losing the dream, and was trying to focus on keeping it. I had to fly in these huge circles. We were flying over a field with grass and some desert-looking plant life. I saw a patch of these purple flowers. Very pretty. Adam then separated himself from me and sank down a bit to fly with another girl. I spiraled down in my giant circle, trying to gain height again, but not being able to. In the sky, I then saw the moon rising in fast motion, though it was still daytime (think about when you can see the moon when the sun's still out--that's what it looked like). It was a 3/4 moon.

Then, when I was close enough to the ground, my friend Raechel's son, Syler, took me by the leg and started to run with me like I was a balloon. I thought this was adorable, and laughed as he did it. I floated in the air, too, as if I really was a balloon. He ran up the stairs to the porch, and inside, where many people were.

~

I was with my dad and my brother, I believe, outside in these extensive woods. It was beautiful. The tree roots were huge, and were everywhere on the forest floor. You could tell it was a sunny day, though not much light came in through the blanket of leaves above. Close by was a house, supposedly our house.

I was really worried about getting close to any water or anything because of alligators. I was afraid I'd get bitten or killed, though the gators around that part weren't that big, they could still deal a pretty nasty bite. Also, apparently, when we were younger, my dad kept one underneath the stairs that went up to the porch of the house. I didn't want to get near that either, thinking the gator must still be there.

My dad then told me that the gator was dead, that he had been dead for a long time, but, for my brother's sake, they had kept his body underneath the stairs for some time. Apparently, my brother really liked that gator for some reason. He wasn't around when my dad told me that.

At some point, we were talking to some woman with short hair who was wearing nothing but what appeared to be a white dress/sack, and black knee-high socks. You could see her naked butt peeking out from beneath the dress/sack. We were standing in what looked like a town square. She took off her dress in one swift motion, and was completely naked underneath. I critiqued it as if it was a movie, thinking to myself that the movie makers did a bad job hiding the fact that she was naked underneath the weird dress/sack she was wearing. She then started to show us all her alligator bite scars. She had a ton of them. She was trying to prove a point with her scars, trying to prove how dangerous alligators really were.

We were then running through the forest, climbing on the tree roots, having an awesome time! But every time we got close to some water, I'd start to get nervous about gators. We even saw one on a shore at some point. I just wanted to get away from there.

The woods then started to gradually fill with clear, blue water. I was alright with that, actually, since it wasn't the gators' natural environment. We splashed through the water, which hadn't reached too far over the tree roots yet. The water level, however, kept rising. On the forest floor, below the tree roots, it was pretty deep. But on top of the tree roots, it was relatively shallow, reaching our knees.

~

I was walking into my brother's room. He wasn't home. On his desk (which he doesn't have anymore IWL) sat this cryogenically frozen alligator kit. It was in a black box. According to my mom, who was in bed in her room, I wasn't supposed to do anything with it yet, not until my brother got home. It was supposed to be a surprise to replace the alligator under the stairs from his youth.

Of course, being me, I had to push the limit a little. I had a bottle full of hot water. The instructions called for A FEW drops of hot water to unfreeze the kit and the gator. There was emphasis on the "A FEW" part. I dripped a little onto the kit, and the frost started to melt. The whole kit was shortly thawed out, and I opened it up. There was a TINY purple alligator in there. And I mean tiny as in could fit on the tip of a finger! I then proceeded to carry the gator on my right index finger and the kit over to the other side of the room, trying to figure out what to do with him, when he started to float in the air on a string, like a baby spider would. Shit! I had lost him! He was so tiny, it seemed like it would be damn near impossible to ever find him again.

I then noticed, right in front of me, a medium-sized aquarium tank full of water and little colored pebbles. It was for the baby gator. Shit again! I had been RIGHT THERE. If only I could have made it in time to put the gator inside. Now I was afraid he'd die because he wasn't in the right environment. Plus, someone might squish the poor little guy.

I told my mom what happened, and of course, she wasn't very happy about it.
"I told you not to do that!" A typical mom thing to say.

I was then on a search for the gator, which, somewhere along the way, got named Big Thunder, I think by my dad's disembodied voice (my dad would name a tiny alligator something like that IWL). I was with other people, though I can't remember who right now. We were searching by some rocks and water. It seemed like we were both inside and outside at the same time.

We then saw Big Thunder (lol this Big Thunder thing was even kind of hilarious in the dream). He had grown quite a bit in the few minutes/hours I had lost him. He was now an orange-red color, was kind of short and stubby for a gator, and had creepy, huge black eyes. He looked less like a gator, and more like something you'd find in the deepest depths of the ocean.
"Big Thunder!" I exclaimed. I was glad he was alive.
Apparently, Big Thunder was an aggressive gator. He proceeded to latch onto my leg and bite down. It HURT. Whoever was with me helped me get him off. Damn, fuck, SHIT that hurt! I didn't seem to be bleeding, but you could see red welts where his teeth had been.

We then wandered and climbed over the big, grey rocks by the water. Something then went to attack Big Thunder, who was kind of following us. We were worried about him, thinking he may not make it through the attack, when a giraffe came and ate the attacker, and at first, we thought he also ate Big Thunder. We didn't watch this happen, but we looked back when the attack was over, and the giraffe had his cheeks full and was chewing. It was kind of cartoonish. It was a big wtf moment.

We then noticed Big Thunder was alright. That crazy gator and his escapades.

I was then in my brother's room again, sitting on the floor and working on something, though I'm not sure what, I want to say it was either a cage or an aquarium, when my friend Mike then texted me, warning me he had charged this nitrogen canister bomb and buried it underneath me, and I only had 20 seconds until it detonated, killing me and anyone in the house, which would also be destroyed. The text read kind of smart-assy.

My view then changed to a sillouhette of Superman with his arm extended going underground. It was me, apparently, and my view changed back as I saw the countdown on the canister. The digital number read at about 14 seconds. I pushed a button on what appeared to be a touch screen that the numbers were also on, and the countdown stopped, displaying a screen in digitized letters that explained how to re-initiate the countdown. I went back up to Blake's room, and called him to ask him what the fuck I should do about the buried canister, whether or not I should retrieve it, or leave it buried, which is what I planned to do. I just worried that the canister would somehow get jossled under there, and the countdown would re-initiate without anyone's knowledge until it was too late. I can't remember what he said. I asked him some other things too, like what do you even buy these things for (they were sold commercially)? Why would you want one? Is the explosion really that powerful? I really can't remember his answers at all.