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I dreamt that I was at a rock concert with Lenny and my dad. It was outside, and we wanted to get right up to the front row. We waited in line for what seemed like hours, and finally when they opened the gates, we and everyone else ran like crazy people to get close to the stage. Lenny and I made it right next to the stage, and I don't know where my dad went. Then, a few minutes before the concert started, I had to pee really bad. I made Lenny go with me to the bathroom, even though he didn't want to lose our spots. We went and then came back, and sure enough we lost our spots. We tried battling our way to the front again, but everyone just kept crowding around us and pushing us.

Italic Text = Personal Thoughts
Normal Text = Non-Lucid Segment
Light Purple Text = Partially Lucid Segment
Purple Text = Lucid Segment

I was hanging out with my mum and we decided to go and get some pizza for dinner. We headed upstairs in our house, which had apparently turned into a floor dedicated to restaurants and fast-food joints. We head into my parents' bedroom which was now a pizza place called "mama's pizza" or something. They had a deal where if you got 3 toppings on your pizza you got a second pizza for free. We asked for a menu and I seemed to be unfolding the thing for ages, it was ridiculously long once it had all been unfolded. I found the pizza section and they had the most bizarre toppings. We decided to go with pepperoni, plum and onion. We were debating the apricots instead of the onion, but chose against it.

We waited for a while and finally our food was ready, although, instead of pizza they had served us up gigantic salmon fillets with our chosen toppings on. We decided to just walk out without paying and go to another pizza place.

Across the hall in my brother's bedroom (which was supposedly Pizza Hut) we wonder why it's just a bedroom when it had a huge "Pizza Hut" sign on the door. We walk out and go into my bedroom, labelled as Domino's Pizza, and the same issue occurs.

I become lucid randomly and, as always when I become lucid, I do the most random things to stabilise. I start grabbing onto portions of my mother's hair and stroking my fingers through it. When I'm satisfied with the level of stabilisation I head over to the wall I always use to phase through in my lucid dreams. I remember the Advanced Task of the Month and will myself to go there, but when I walk up to the wall I just smack my face into it. I keep trying to push myself through, but nothing happens.

I give up on this goal for now because I didn't want to waste the lucidity. I go downstairs and in the living room I decide to try conjuring up an energy ball in my hands. Nothing really happens at first, I'm holding my hands with a small ball shape space in the middle and specks of ambient light are shining out of it as I try to conjure the energy ball. I move on to trying to do a "Kamehameha Wave" from the Dragonball series. I pull my hands back and it works right away, an orb or blue light starts growing in size in my hands and but when I release it, a beam of light is just projected in the direction I point with no destructive force. I try again multiple times with varying degrees of success, when I notice how stunning the outside world looks.

It almost looks like it's snowing, although it's far too dark for that. I assume it's ash, like what you get after a volcano erupts. Somebody had placed a huge cover over my Dad's car, but the rest of the street was completely barren, not a car or person in sight.

I was going to phase through the window to get outside, but I remember the failed attempt with the wall so I decide to just punch the window, breaking it. Initially there's a huge fist hole in the glass and slowly it begins shattering into tiny pieces, soon spreading to all other panes of glass in the window. It's fascinating to watch as it crumbles apart.

I climb up through the window and head outside. It's no longer snowing ash and most of what settled on the ground seems to have disappeared. The next portion is somewhat blurry and I think I briefly lost lucidity. I was using a wall as if it was a keyboard and typing to a friend, saying something along the lines of "Isn't it awesome how I'm sending you this message from inside a lucid dream?!"

Afterwards, my lucidity fully returns and I walk out into the middle of the street performing reality checks to stabilise. There's a zombie behind me wrapped up in chains and slightly in front of it I notice a truck with cages stacked on it slowly making its way down the street. Up the front of the truck was another zombie in one of these cages and then I notice even more similar cages lined up down the street in front of everyone's houses.

I fly up in the air, deciding to ignore the distraction and remembering my goal to fly into space. I fly higher and higher until I get to a point where the scenery in the distance just kind of "cuts off", as if it's a chunk of Google Maps which is taking a while to load. I turn around and ignore it, continuing to fly up. I'm at the highest I've ever been while flying and I can see the curvature of the world now.

I notice how awesome the sky looks, there's lots of dark clouds interlaced with white ones and a deep blue sky. Over in the distance I notice a thunderstorm starting, so I hurry and fly up through the clouds before it makes its way over to me.

Upon reaching the atmosphere I'm astounded by the awesome appearance of the sun as it shimmers over the Earth's surface. The clouds had cleared now and it's almost cartoon-like how detailed I can see the Earth's land from this high up. I turn around, briefly blinded by looking directly at the sun, until I find the moon.

I fly towards it leaving the Earth behind. When I reach it I'm shocked at how small my subconscious had chosen to depict it, it was so small I could see a pretty sharp curvature after landing on the moon's surface. I look towards the Earth and notice again how unrealistically small it is, my subconscious had depicted it as so far away from the moon. Regardless, I'm amazed at how everything looks. From here I can see the other planets in our solar system in the distance and the sun glimmering over the Earth.

At this point I'm reminded of the video game "Portal", and just that thought is enough to trigger a schema and an orange portal is formed on the moon's surface, right in front of me. I'm pleased with my first ever portal creation, albeit somewhat small. I stick my head through it and see what looks like a lab with DCs discussing something on the other side of the room. I pull back out of the portal and try to make it bigger without much luck, so I just try squeezing through.

I end up being sucked in and I'm now standing upright in this lab, portal closed behind me. I quickly discover that what the DCs were talking about was a self-destruct sequence for this room. Myself and two others were left behind in here and we were rapidly trying to find a way out. The hatch the other DCs used to escape had been sealed and upon trying to open a new portal it doesn't lead anywhere as the previous portal exit had closed.

I tell one of the DCs with me, a tall man with dark hair, to grab onto my hand and squeeze it. I use his squeezing as an anchor onto the dream world so that I can close my eyes and use lucid powers to find a way out of here. He grabs hold of my hand but starts questioning me as to what I'm doing. I tell him to shut up as I can't concentrate and, finally, I close my eyes and focus on the squeezing sensation from his hand.

Soon I get a "vision" of sorts in the darkness. I see a ventilation shaft that we can escape through. I explain this to them and we rush towards it, slipping down through the tight gap.

We appear on the other side and the scene transition has made me lose lucidity, which I'm frustrated over because I would have been able to complete the Basic Task of the Month.

We seem to be in an engine room, but I soon discover that we've simply become incredibly small, or we're just on a huge circuit board. There are transistors, a CPU and huge wires which look like vines. Everything in here is running at extreme temperatures so we have to avoid touching any of them, otherwise we'd turn into roast human.

The others leave me behind and I struggle to make my way through without touching anything. I briefly scrape against a small white box and feel the heat scorch my arm. I cringe and move on, making my way to this ladder and burning myself multiple times in the journey.

We all climb the ladder together and I wake up.

Fuckers keep waking me up, and then they don't let up with the noise which just kills my recall because I can't concentrate on the dream. This would have been a great dream to remember in more detail, but now it's just a fucking fragment. fuck

School trip to the moon and... I don't fucking know, I'm too pissed to remember anything

09.12.2012

Another Sucker (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for 18+:

A woman is sucking a penis.

There are other details, but it's sex, I don't fancy voyeurism in dream at all. Bleh

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09.12.2012

Me and Alyzarin (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is talking to Alyzarin in some way, the rest of her face, except for her mouth and chin are cut off for me.

I already know how she looks, why does it cut it off for me. Blehhhhh.

Whatever it is we're talking about, she's happy, which makes me happy.

Wow, a simple dream like that makes me want to dream about her even more.

11.09.2012

Stealing Chemicals For Walter White (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The first half of this dream is pretty scrambled, and doesn't really make much sense - too much about dreams within dreams and whether or not I was aware that I was dreaming in the first place. I did, however, manage to get semi-lucid towards the end before waking up.

I'm working with Walter White (from Breaking Bad) to steal some chemicals from a lab, just like in one of the episodes.

The first scene I can remember is sitting the garden of a local pub, keeping watch while we melt the lock of a safe behind us which contains the chemicals. While we wait, I remember some talk of doing something else in another dream as part of our plan, but it's hazy.

Once the safe is open, I enter a dream within the current dream alone [suggesting I'm partially aware that I'm dreaming]. I find myself in a large lab room with the safe in front of me. The safe is a fridge for the chemicals and needs to be taken as well, but first I need to empty it of its other contents.

I begin transferring the contents to a nearby box, constantly wary not to touch anything with my fingertips. This proves rather difficult and I drop a few things, making a bit too much noise.

I wonder how much time I have and if anyone can hear me making noise. A thought also flashes across my mind that I'm dreaming, but I don't pay much attention to it. I then imagine someone coming in and finding me, and wonder if I've heard a noise in the distance.

I walk cautiously towards the door with the intent of quickly looking out into the corridor. Before I reach it, however, the door opens and through it comes an African female security guard holding a purple lightsaber.

This confirms that I'm dreaming [though I don't think I became fully lucid at this point] and I instinctively decide to rush the guard, in an attempt to scare her. I try to shout 'BOO!' but all I can do is dribble a pathetic 'buh'.

The dream image freezes and I wake up.

In my first dream last night, I was playing Wind Waker. I was trying to get to a certain place (somewhere in the southern part of the Great Sea), but it was hard because I kept nearly getting swept up in one of those cyclones. It was kind of annoying. When I finally got there, there was no island, but the Flying Dutchman's ship was there. I boarded the ship.

Here, the dream switched to first-person, and I was also myself now. On the ship, I ended up in a kitchen. In the kitchen, I had to help wash cups and mugs. I happily complied and thought it kind of reminded me of being at camp, since part of a volunteer's job is washing the cups we use for lemonade each day.

I woke up from that dream but soon went back to sleep. In the next dream, my computer was acting all weird and I didn't know what to do.

In the NEXT dream, I was in my room. I could hear a bunch of kids outside, so I peeked out my window. There were a few of the younger kids from church and a bunch of kids I didn't know. Then, I got a phone call. It was from a girl who I guess was an acquaintance of mine in the dream. We talked for a few minutes.

After I got off the phone with her, I decided to have a lucid dream. I sat down and closed my eyes, as if I were going to meditate. I soon started getting vivid hypnagogic imagery (I was still consciously aware of my body the entire time), which my dream self interpreted as a dream. In the "dream", I was playing Pokemon Blue, but it was all glitched up. Since I knew I was dreaming, I decided to have fun with these glitches. I know I was in Cerulean City, but I don't really remember much of what happened. The "dream" started to fade, so I opened my eyes to wake up.

I got up and headed for my laptop so I could update my dream journal, but I woke up on the way there.

Last night I has a dream that I had a couple of drinks even though I'm not supposed to because of medication that I take. Afterwards my doctor showed me an example of what the alcohol did to my liver by pouring red dye into a bucket of water. I'm not sure what this showed exactly but it was not good.

I also dreamt that I was in his office with my mother and we were arguing. She was talking about what I should do when I finished getting treatment. She said that I needed to earn a certificate of some kind. When I protested and said I wanted to work for a little while first she got angry. I started to get angry and decided the doctor's office wasn't the best place to be talking about this.

I had another dream with Sons of Anarchy characters in it. I just have this one image of these two children running up to Tara and Tara bending down to their level and hugging them. One of the kids had really really long hair and it took place on some kind of desert. Before this I had a vision of two planes one looked like a commercial jet and the other looked like some tiny older plane. Both were flying side by side.

By the time my recall picks up, I was already lucid. (My dream recall is worse than my lucidity. ) I was in my family room. The first thing I remember doing was talking with my cat.
My cat was actually a portrayal of my cousin. I can't remember most of our dialogue but we were arguing because we were in the same lucid dream and we wanted to know who would get to use their powers of dream control, and who would be a bystander. I eventually said to him that I challenged him to a dream duel. Winner keeps the dream.
I punched the ground near him. He ran away and faded. I got up and decided that I would go outside and try to find my guide or practice some dream control, since the opportunity so rarely presents itself.
I walked though the kitchen and towards the front door, my parents stood back. They must have realized that I was lucid and wanted to go about it on my own. On my way out the door I said to myself "my shoes are on!". I'm pretty sure it worked but it was kind of unnecessary.
The dream world was beautiful. The sky was nearly alien with two morning suns poking though the clouds. I can remember there being alot of flowers in our front garden. But one orchid was particularly beautiful.
I began down the walk when something started buzzing in my ear, like a mosquito. I dusted away from my ear. It was persistent no matter how many times that I swatted or dusted the annoyance away from my ear. My ear began to hurt as I began to slap it and dig my finger into it trying to get the buzzing out. I lost focus and forgot about maintaining the lucid experience. I woke up in my frustration.

I was in a bus. Besides me there was the 11th class from school where I belong to. We were on the way to a boarding school and had to live there for three months. I was sitting in the front part of the bus, there were nine other pupils, and we were in charge of the bus. Then a teacher parked the bus and we got out. My room, which I had to share with somebody I haven't met before, had the number 695 and was on the fifth floor. I believe the building had eight floors in total.
Someone had told me rumors about the school, e.g. things were stolen out of the rooms, so I locked the room before I took a bath. While bathing my roommate told me that I had to go to a tennis lesson immidiately so I hurried up. Some pupils were already waiting before the room.

I was walking through a small hallway and people were entering a sort of checkpoint to check if they were "infected" i walk through and the man says "your shower is right through that room" i go in and i start to shower, the shower curtain was really flimsy and needed sorting out a lot before it was covering me up more.

A girl came through the door and was quite chubby with a round face, she had makeup on to the point where she looked like a clown.
Afterwards i was walking outside in front of the large building which looked like a university or palace or some important building in England or Germany.
I met up with some people and got my clothes, as i was trying on my trainers which were old second hand things a bus went past and some other people not part of the building i was in were throwing rocks at it, the bus stopped and a small boy got out, he furiously ran up to them and starting boxing them knocking them out one by one with a few punches each, then a man strolled up casually with a handgun, i saw the boy pick one up off the floor and they began to shoot, the boy dropped and stopped moving.

I ran up there and suddenly snow trolls from skyrim were running down at me, i had hold of a large pole which i was smashing them with, they would fly back into the walls and hit with shocking force but just kept getting up and running at me, i kept hitting and hitting them away.

I started hearing Chris Rock saying something as i opened my eyes in bed, i distinctly remember seeing my arm and trying to lift it but not being able to, i thought "yes! sleep paralysis" and i shut my eyes and attempted to fall into a WILD, Chris Rocks voice got louder as i felt myself spinning and falling, suddenly i came to a stop and i heard him say "get him" i opened my eyes and i was in a bed but the walls were white and i knew i was dreaming.
Stupidly i didn't do any reality checks or anything to anchor myself to the dream, i was eager to explore, i got up and knew i was about to get into a fight, i felt the dream fading so i jumped back into the bed and closed my eyes again trying to retain it, after the third time i was spinning down like a ballerina and my foot stopped me at a cobblestone floor, I looked at my waist and said "sword" and unsheathed the sword i created, i said "clarity" but i didnt "beleive" it would happen i only said it so my dream stayed very dark and very fuzzy, i said "show me my opponent" but he didn't appear.
Then i woke up

Waking Thoughts/Dream/Lucid

I had several dreams last night, but only one seemed to make enough sense to write down. I forgot to write down the time, but as usual it was very early morning. I would guess around 04:00 to 06:00.

I was once again in an area that seemed to resemble where I work. Only this time the building I was currently in was absolutely huge and convoluted. It seemed to have multiple buildings put into one. There was a Wal-Mart, movie theater, hospital, and a school all in one package. The strange thing is that some parts felt like they came from past dreams; it was one big hodgepodge. Anyway, I was talking with a manager about another employee who was asked to get a few things. We will refer to this coworker as 'M'. M had come back with nothing and made no further attempt to retrieve the items in question. Being a friend however, I did not really get mad, but I was asked to find the things myself. I am pretty sure I was given a list of things with a map of some sort, but I cannot seem to remember what was on it. Walking around, I come across the different parts of the building. My first stop being a back room type area for the hospital wing. For some reason there were a lot of cramped halls, even in the actual main hallways. For some reason, I had to sneak around and act as if I work in that area to get by without raising alarm. Eventually I make my way to the theater, completely forgetting about the 'scavenger hunt'. The theater was large and had two podium like platforms on either side of where the audience sits. I was not sure what was playing, but I recall sitting in the podium and watching the film. The dream then ends shortly afterwards. Looking back, the main color I remember seeing are shades of red.

Now that I look back at these dreams, a recurring setting seems to be where I work. Maybe I will try to incorporate more RC's and practice ADA while working.

Just A Pleasant Head Trip [Trip Report]
Cannabis
Date: September 11th, 2012

Dose:
repeated, smoked, Cannabis (plant material)

I packed an almost-filled bowl of something close to Mexican brick weed, but not quite as bricky, into my bong some time around 5:00 PM. This was to be the first of my experiences with cannabis after deciding to return to treating it as a psychedelic and something to be done occasionally rather than an all-day-every-day kind of high. I'd taken a short break before this so my tolerance was a bit lower than normal. I quickly downed a couple big rips and set the bong down. Lucky me, I tend to get psychedelic effects from smoking fairly easily, and the schwaggier the bud the more schizo it seems to make me.

Come-up anxiety tries to make itself known, but is quickly dismissed. Weed is nothing to fear. Somehow in the fog of the peak I became stuck on how trippy of a thought it was that we are literally the only species in the whole world that has come anywhere even remotely near as far as we have. I started considering all the strange things we as humans do to have fun, and how to any other species it must all just seem like complete absurdity. Like thinking about it from the point of view of an advanced alien race who has evolved to be extremely intelligent but still only focus on what needs to be done to survive and expand, having them come to Earth and seeing us going to clubs and dancing, and all that kind of stuff that would just seem totally pointless because we only do it because it's fun, and just wondering WHY those things are fun.... Like why is dancing fun? It just is. >w< But anyway, that made me think about what it'd be like for some random animal like a rat to be wandering through a rave or club, and then THAT made me think about what it would be like to be a human who was raised in the wild and never learned language so they act more like an animal wandering through a club. How would they feel? I began getting a strong mental imagery accompanying this, sort of like a third-person dream. A teenage boy who grew up in the wild unleashed in a club, the first thing he notices is all the people dancing around, especially the pretty girls dancing with guys. He's still a human so he's going to want to try to get in on the action, right? Would he learn to start dancing with everyone even without language? To be honest, I think he would... he may screw up a few times at first, but I think he'd learn. Thinking about that gave me sort of a sense of connection to my animal nature, just considering all the things we still do just because it's fun and we have an urge to let loose. It seems more complex than what animals do because there are so many different variables to consider in our situations, but it's all still the same kinds of instincts. The world really is a crazy, crazy place.

After I realized how couch-locked I'd been during all of that, I decided to get up and go out to the backyard and appreciate nature a bit. The weather outside felt amazing and it was very easy to feel in tune with everything. I wandered around looking at the tree and the garden a bit, and I got a couple pictures of things that really stood out to me.

First there are these leaves, which totally rock. They've got a nice fractally look to them, if you ask me. I could stare at them for ages.

And this mini rose, which is just wonderful. Look at the swirl, nature is so intensely beautiful.... I felt like crying when I first got a look at that flower....

That was about the end of significant parts of the experience. Weed is still the number one psychedelic in my book.

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Gaming for Health

An elderly man is playing a video game, because it'll be good for his mental health. It's a story-based FPS: he has to break into a compound and prevent the men inside from setting off a bomb. I'm watching. I hope he does well.

Stuff happens. By the time he reaches the bomb, the timer is counting down from seven or eight seconds--far too little time for it to be defused, especially since there are still people running around trying to shoot him. Instead he dashes over to a small but deep pool (I think it's connected somehow to a nearby lake or river) and dives in. From several feet below the surface, he looks upward to see the air above the water turn red and orange, blossoming with fire. I think that was a good decision: if you can't stop the bomb, at least save yourself. But it was only half a success, so he has to come back tomorrow (in game time, not real time) to try and stop them again.

Somewhere along the line, I start playing instead of the man. As I approach the complex, I see that there's been a flood. Most of the parking lot is covered in water. But as I look more closely, I realize that the pool in front of me isn't very deep: there's still a road under it. So I splash across.

Black Dragon

A girl my age is playing some kind of Minecraft/Skyrim/Portal hybrid. She's opened some portals to travel away from the base of operations to the island where the black dragon sleeps. At first, they're not sure if the beast is there or not, but gradually they realize that they can hear it breathing on the other side of a long, low ridge. They try to carry out their job quietly.

Suddenly the dragon wakes up! The girl dashes back through the portal, knowing that the dragon will be intent on killing her. She goes through a second portal, then pauses to catch her breath in a hillside cave miles away from where she started. She's hidden from view, so it's all but impossible that the dragon will find her here. And yet, with a roar, it soon thrusts its head through the entrance to the cave. It knew exactly where she was. They must be bonded somehow in a way she did not understand. Wasting no time, she runs farther back into the cave, considering taking out her pickaxe to dig even deeper. The dragon will soon reach her, so she decides to go into a dungeon--right into the middle of a battle. Other explorers like her are fighting against a band of skeletons. A couple of the skeletons come at her with swords, and she fights them off. It's dangerous in here, but less dangerous than trying to fight a dragon on your own.

The Walk Home
Recall: 3/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm walking home in my hometown late at night. The streets are full of people partying like it's new year's or something. I fall in with a group of metal heads and as we walk some tough guys want to start a fight with them, which then changes focus so they want to beat the crap out of me. I keep walking, and when they accost me, I knock one of them down a steep hill that's practically a cliff. His friends are more concerned with his fall than they are with me at that point.

I keep hooking up with random floozies on the street and making out with them as I walk, but they always end up disappearing on me.

At one point I pass a group of people who are having ghosts appear. I see the ghosts, but they aren't malicious, so I keep on going.

Could have recalled this one better, but there was nothing that spectacular in it. Having a lot of ghosts and demons in my dreams lately because they're playing Supernatural on Space from the beginning every week night. THose early shows aren't the greatest, but I like the effect they're having on my dreams.

[Tuesday, September 11th, 2012] [ND] [Falling In Love With A Loser]
(I took a nap around 11:30am after copying down my dream journal to notepad.)
It's a Game-show! And I'm on it!
I'm sucked through a flesh-hole into a watery room that fills and empties with water. Breathing underwater doesn't seem to be very hard, because everyone else and I can do it pretty easily. It's a game-show. A pretty made-up actress asks questions to contestants on TV, and a dumb puff-fish answers: "You're attractive." Others answer too. This must be recorded.

I met a little blue sea-horse, she was very sweet and familiar. I grew fond of her instantly. There were problems with her emotional stability; however, she was like the Moon and the Sun sometimes. She was so very unique and harshly beautiful. She was also capable of dark moments. But there was something about her that said I could trust her.

Another contestant: A "black" fish. He was pretty funny, and spent most of the game being an entertainer. There were more contestants, but none that I can recall directly.

Another contestant: Stewie- who could switch form with octopus form. I start the game from HIS perspective. Through his eyes, I win a few games out of pure ingenuity. I'm still in love with the sea-horse through him. After a few game phases, I shift out into my own being again.

I remember an image flashing through my mind of a ripped off limb, an arm gone from the socket, and a leg torn badly.

I remember hearing some characters from American Dad speak...
Wife: "Stan... There's Canadians playing here. Aren't you worried?"
Stan: "This show isn't rigged, it's completely fair! Meaning I have the unfair advantage. I can just kick their ass with my win."

It starts off and the little blue sea-horse and I start the game trusting each other. We help each other and win with each other in mind. But after a few games of trying to impress the little blue sea-horse, she becomes intimidated. She sees me as slightly selfish (shellfish lol). And I must have begun to change, because she didn't like the new me.

I don't remember many specifics of the games themselves unfortunately; I just remember bits and pieces and residue that still lingers...

I end up winning the entire show.
"I WON!" I was the winner! ...I felt kind of awkward saying that for some reason... I dropped on my knees and slid across the arena room's center, throwing my hands up as a sign of revel. But that was awkward too... I looked up at the Little Blue Sea-Horse, she was talking sweet to another puff-fish. I had... lost. The Little Blue Sea-Horse I had tried so hard for, had swam away with the current... and I wasn't sure who to blame but her, the current, or... me? That was the lesson. For anything that happens in life. The only one you can blame is yourself. You are the only one in control of fate, the only one who has the power to change your path. Your destiny exists, it's the most probable one; but if you do nothing, your future WILL fit to a mold. That mold is destiny.

But... If only I had stopped to "listen" to my Little Blue Sea-horse... Maybe I wouldn't have lost her.

The last thing I remember: Emma and I were trying to exit the arena-room through the flesh-hole.
"Well, I guess it's time to leave." I wondered how high up I would have to swim after this. I mean... assuming this place was actually underwater. I couldn't remember how I got in here. I stuck my hand in one of the holes that were in the horizontal line of holes and stretched the skin. I could feel the cold water instantly on the other-side. When I pulled my hand back in, I got to see Emma's head DRENCHED and her hair a mess, her face pale as snow from shock.
"You know, it might help a little bit more if you go out of these feet-first."