All DJ Entries

i was in a building with my family and friends and i was johnny test ha ha may and susan where there but i cant remember anything until they all got mad at me and i hide in the closet and blocked it with my feet but the susan and mary lasered the door then i woke upv

I've been playing a bit too much Blockland recently, and now it's starting to affect my dreams (just like when I was addicted to Minecraft). I've had Blockland since 2009, and I've been quite addicted to it recently. Anyway, last night I had a dream where I met "Badspot", the creator of Blockland.

There was some type of convention going on for Blockland; there wern't too many people there, but there was a fairly decent amount. It was outside, and the crowd was just having a good time. At one point I spoke to him briefly. The DC that I saw in the dream doesn't look anything like Badspot in RL, because I've seen pictures of him before. Not much happened in the dream, and my recall of it is kind of fragmented, so I'm going to set it as a "dream fragment."

As a side note, I've also had dreams where I've met or seen the developers of Minecraft while I was addicted to it. I'll get around to writing those in some time.

Sorry for the lack of entries lately. However, I have something to make it up; my most WILD experience ever (It's funny because this actually involves WILDs ).

I would like to start off by saying this was a non-lucid dream. The main issue here is that all of the dream's details are scrambled pretty badly. Each detail is split into two, and both halves are basically the opposite. I can't tell if the advice was written or being spoken aloud. If it was spoken aloud, then it was one of the following: a powerful, god-like voice that seemed to echo in all directions; and a weak, nerd-like voice. In the spoken aloud case, one detail is clear: my dream guide is male. I was actually expecting it to be female, because it's very common for people to have dream guides of the opposite gender.

I don't know what to make of this, but I know what he told me. I remember exactly what he said, but not in words, not in sounds, and not in pictures. I remember it in code; and I'm not talking about something like binary, numbers, letters, symbols or anything else. I can only remember and describe it in pure thought and nothing else.

I am unable to translate my DG's advice into words; all I can tell you is this: Recently I've been struggling greatly with WILD. My DG has giving me some advice with it. He insists that it is almost guaranteed to help me and that I should expect to finally do a WILD successfully tonight as long as I put forth enough effort. Unfortunately, I cannot share his advice because it involves personal information. Plus, both me and my dream guide agree that this method would be ineffective to the vast majority of lucid dreamers out there.

I understand that this is all very difficult to understand and believe, but it is true and I promise no lies were spoken in this entry; if I have deceived, mislead or confused you in any possible way, please know that I did not have any intent of doing so. I assure you that I'm quite confused myself. I've heard of shared dreaming and all, but I've never heard of anything like this.

If you have anything to say on the matter, PLEASE let me know!

Never got lucid tonight which sucks because I really want to contact my dream guide.

Non-Lucid

All I can remember from the earlier parts of my dream is two teams fighting each other, docks and a park. I had to go bathroom too and the only toilet was out in the open, completely exposed. I used it though.

Anyways, I wake up to do WBTB. Takes forever to go back to sleep. No dreams. Wake up again. Go back to sleep. Start dreaming.
I'm in a classroom. Sitting in the left side of the class. Who is the teacher you ask? Dan.
Dan assigns us to write an essay about anything. He gets bored after a while and berates the class a little. Then makes a kid come up to the whiteboard and do a bunch of math problems. He does them incredibly quickly. After the kid is finished, Dan sends him out the classroom and says sucks for him. I start to focus on my essay which is about The Elder Scrolls series. In particular Elsweyr and how far Khajiits often have to travel to get to other lands. I even had a map of Tamriel. Unfortunately, I had only wrote down a sentence or two before Dan came around and looked at my work. He insulted me and my work. I got all upset and walked out of the classroom.

That was a mistake though! The dream scene changed and I ended up in a prison. The part of the dream is a little hazy but I do remember that the guards were very unkind. Eventually, I got hauled to a torture room. I wasn't the one being tortured though. It was Dan! Me and 2 other prisoners were given the opportunity to through Christmas tree ornaments at him. The other two prisons started right away but I refused to. Dan timidly asked, "Aren't you going to start throwing those things at me too?" I said of course not and he thanked me.

After that, we got to go get food. I remember spilling milk on some food the warden was cooking. He was visibly irritated but didn't really do anything about it. Went back to my cell, ate and then the dream scene shifted again.

I was back in the classroom. This time we had a female teacher. We were told to draw a prison cell full of prisoners. I start drawing. (Way better then I could in real life. As I drew the prison cell it came off the paper and became a fully functioning replica of the cell I was in. As I drew the prisoners, they started to come alive. Finally, I drew the Hulk. He started bashing around the cell. The teacher told me to be more careful because those cells are expensive. Then the Hulk busted the cell and started bleeding on one of the other prisoners. The other prisoner turned into A grey-hulk-bug thing that could shoot lasers. It tore Banner out of Hulk. Hulk tried smashing the Bug-Hulk with the prison cell but the Bug-Hulk evaded. It flew out of the classroom and Hulk followed. At this point, I became Dr. Banner. I started talking to some chick about what we could possibly do. Suddenly, I freaked out and was in pain. The chick asked what was wrong. I said, "You know how chemicals bond? Well me and Hulk and Chemicals." Then I flew out of the classroom and into the night sky and merged with Hulk. Who was flying. So now I was Hulk.

I screamed, "We stop bug, banner!" And swung around a skyscraper and grabbed the Bug-Hulk. (Who was now a spaceship) Smashed him into a building. Threw him. Shoot some missiles at him.(?) Grabbed him again. Tore him apart. Wake up.

all i can recall is trying to recall my dream,
i asked myself "what was my dream" while i was still dreaming, however i had a faint thought that i might be dreaming.

Mostly fragments last night

Dream One (Fragment): It's my birthday, and I want to talk to my BFF about something more than anything. I can't remember what I want to talk to her about, but I remember constantly hoping she'd call me.

Dream Two (Fragment): I'm in a HUGE house, and there's a fire. I'm trying to help my mom rush a bunch of little kids out of the house to safety, but there are so many trying to get out at once that they're actually acting like a bottle neck and blocking the doors. I get a large cup and start filling it with water and dousing the flames. Somehow I manage to put the fire out with this little cup, and some insurance people are there as soon as the fire is put out. I start walking them through the house to show them the damage. Luckily it's only really damaged in one small spot, but that little area goes up several floors, like it was a pillar of fire that didn't expand, just grew taller.

Dream Three (Fragment): I'm in a car, and I look up at the sky and I can see the milky way. It's very brightly emphasized and looks like something out of a movie rather than real life. I've never seen it so bright and clearly defined even living out here in the country. Then I'm at some sort of funeral for someone I don't know. I get that it's some kid who died in a car crash though, and it reminds me too much of the friend who died and was mentioned a few dreams back when I started having overly emotional dreams I couldn't handle. I walk out of the funeral, feeling like I need to be alone. I walk outside and sit down at a picnic table and look back up at the milky way marveling at it again. Just when I start to feel at peace, someone comes up from behind me and I feel really stressed and like I really want to get away.

Dream Four (Fragment): I'm watching as this girl with long blond hair is driving around. Ultimately she makes a big circle by taking several back roads. She's talking to herself, stressing out about how can she, someone who loves cats, fall in love with someone who hates cats? Then she turns on the radio, and someone says something like, "Where we still have the same six classes we had when you were in kindergarten. That's what makes us a small town, nothing ever changes."

Dream Five: I'm walking up to this big decrepit house in the middle of a clearing. There are Elephants and Giraffes grazing in the clearing too. In the dream, someone in my family has died and this was their house. I Don't remember this relative at all, but my mom insists I used to stay here as a kid. When I walk in, the whole place is weird. There is a tarp set up looking sort of like a bridge, so I wonder if the guy who lived here played laser tag or something, but when I try to walk across the "bridge" it dips, and I find a sign that says "turn on hose". When I turn on the hose, I find that it's a redneck water slide, not a bridge at all. I spend a good bit of time wandering the house and finding all kinds of cool things that are strange for some old guy to have. There are all kinds of My Little Pony things, as well as some anime stuff I enjoyed as a kid like "My Neighbor Totoro" and "Kiki's Delivery Service" At some point in the dream I find a bag of stuff that I recognize as things from my early teen years, and suddenly I "remember" this uncle or who ever that died and staying here years and years ago. I get sad, and want to leave, so we do. I don't know how we end up in a car, but we're in a car driving through a big city next, trying to find our way home. At some point we get out and walk through a tunnel, and there are people in the tunnel with heat guns blowing heat on tubes of water claiming that they are going to make rainbows with heat.

07.03.2012

DV Forum Art (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There was a member what was afraid about something related to art. I responded to try and make them feel a little better.

_________________________

07.03.2012

Lunch with No Utensils (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking inside a fairly huge building that seems to represent a High School, or at least, a Middle School since it felt like one I've been to in waking life, but just with a different layout.

I don't literally go to the cafeteria, there's some kind of table on the side with all sorts of food that looked very enticing. I think there was Lasagna and all sorts of things in front. The problem is, there aren't any utensils available.

There was more food behind, and to get there, there was this small slope you would have to go up to see the rest. The food behind was horrible, I swear I saw dead fish being popping out of a wide gray metal tray with some weird-looking liquid, even with some bubbles forming around the fish.

To the right of me, in the same section behind the fancy food, there's some rice, but the utensil for it looks like someone licked it already. Are you freaking kidding me? I forget who I asked, but my question was if they can get someone who has knives so we can cut and put some of the better food in front on our plates.

They said sure, and I follow them just to make sure they don't disappear. It seems they're headed to the gym lockers, and I'm wondering why would they would need to go there for a knife.

This isn't looking too well for me. I forget what happens next.

_________________________

07.03.2012

A Gay Poster (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Okay, maybe not a decent title for this dream.

I'm inside of a lecture room, the flooring has a dark carpet texture, and the walls themselves are shades of blue as well, only way lighter than the carpet itself.

There are some small posters hanging in a horizontal row on the walls. And there were a few on the ground as well, and I think I'm here to help pick the up along with a few other people as well.

I look at one of the posters, two of them in fact, and they're both identical. They have a picture of a female, but I can't remember how she looked like exactly. I think she was wearing a latex suit.

Apparently, there's some words above her picture that assumed she was gay. I wouldn't care about this at all, but I felt like there was a staff member in the next room to the right, and to confirm that, I had a spectator perspective again and saw some old man in classes in the next room.

I start panicking because I want to hide these insulting posters from the man's view if he comes into this room. I quickly look left and right, and I think I find a stapler, and I start covering the poster with the ones on the floor, since they seemed to be more appropriate.

I follow someone again, and I don't know for what exactly, maybe to try and paint over something. You'll see what I mean very shortly. =P

I'm following someone by the name of "Pacify State," and I realize that the person looks like a Runescape Character. Anyway, the reality shifts back to normal again instead of the game, and I believe me or someone else sprayed a section on a ground somewhere outside.

It ended up being a lewd anime spray painting. I think I gaze on it for a while, and I forget what I do next.

_________________________

07.03.2012

Scantron Fail & Algorithm (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a Biology Class lecture room, and the professor and his assistants are giving out grades for an exam. I get worried because I have not received mine as yet. Eventually, everyone get theirs, and I get up to go in front to find what's wrong.

The professor, who looks like the prof I had my first semester freshmen year for Biology, holds up a pink exam sheet with a letter grade with a circle around it in red ink. I assume it's mine because I'm the only one who is going up front.

The professor basically calls me out in front of all of these people, and I thought I received a "F" for the exam, and while in that thought process, I cover my face with my hands in shame as I get closer to the professor.

I finally put my hands down, and find the grade is a "C." I felt WAY better seeing that, but even with that, the professor adds more mental injury by declaring that's the grade I would've gotten if I filled out the scantron.

So I guess I only filled the answers on the pink exam sheet and not the scantron.

I literally drop on my side to the floor feeling so many mixed emotions from being pissed, depressed, helplessness, and incompetence.

It really sucked going through this. I think I grabbed the sheet and walked back to my seat with my head down. I don't recall anyone laughing at me, but still, it hurt a lot, because I thought this was real.

Then I believe there's a dream shift, dream reset, or maybe a dream rewind before the event I experienced. I'm back at the lecture room, and I believe I asked one girl to left of me on what's going on in the room.

She declared that apparently, we have an exam tomorrow.

Is it possible to shit bricks in your dream? I didn't know ANYTHING about this, and the day in the dream felt like a Monday.....I was thinking "How is this possible?" and thinking about it now, we couldn't have had an exam if it was technically Monday in the dream. It would have to be on a Wednesday or Friday since this was most likely a MWF course.

I literally stopped where I was, still shocked from this, and thinking how the hell I'm going to study for this exam.

That shouldn't have been traumatic, since I studied at the last minute anyway in most classes. Lmao. Which is why I need to change that this coming semester.

Anyway, the professor declared something related to an algorithm, but he used a different word instead, so I didn't know what he meant. I asked someone what that means, and they said it was an algorithm.

The person who told me this had an Afro, and fairly tall, and looked a lot like someone I knew in High School in waking life. I didn't even bother to speculate why he's at my college if he doesn't even attend on in waking life.

Apparently, when the professor talked about the algorithm, lecture time was up, and everyone started to leave the room.

---

Set: Some house allegedly around San Jose
Characters: Pam from True Blood, a guy in charge of my sleep, his family
Lucidity: None, but some awareness of incoherences and a great amount of details


It's a dark and cloudy day, and I'm driving on a straight road that stretches indefinitely through a sad and deserted countryside. Although it doesn't look anything like the Silicon Valley, I'm convinced that I'm driving from San Jose to San Francisco. There is nothing but Japanese/Korean economy cars on this road, and I remember thinking something like "Dear Americans, what happened to being proud of driving an oversized fancy-looking ride? Is this France or what?". The scenery is downright depressing.

I proceed towards a house that looks like a British cottage. Someone is there waiting for me. It's Pam from True Blood, she looks evil and determined. She talks about the man living in the house, she despises him and his hillbilly family. He is apparently in charge of my sleep, whatever that means. She shows me graphs of my sleep cycles, which look accurate according to what I've been reading on this website, and then with a smirk shows me a graph of the guy's sleep cycles, which are terrible, as if he was awaken every 10 minutes throughout the night. This pleases her, and now she wants me to observe him through a window, at the back of the house.

The inside of the house is very poorly furnished, the entire ground floor is just one room with a beat up couch, an old TV, an open kitchen and wooden stairs going up. The man is arguing with his son, who is having three friends over. The mother is sleeping in a sleeping bag on the floor and looks like a hobo. The kids turn on the TV and a PlayStation 2 with grey controllers, but the image is monochrome green and they look disappointed. The dad sits down on the floor next to the TV, looking depressed.

I am now one of the kids and I can see my old self coming into the room, he looks menacing and powerful. The dad offers him a drink, he looks obviously scared as he pours transparent liquids from several different bottles into a tall glass. My old self throws the glass at him and spills its contents all over his face, saying he wants to teach him a lesson. We run upstairs and try to think of something we could use as a weapon… This is exciting and scary at the same time. Hand mixers appear in our hands, with little cranks that make them spin. We duel a little bit with our new toys, and run downstairs to try to scare the enemy, but he has a hand mixer too and plays with us, nothing is scary or depressing anymore.

All this excitement wakes me up.

-I walked around my school looking at people and talking to them. One girl complimented me on my looks. She said if I worked out I would look great.

- I was waiting in line to try to pull Thor's hammer from the stone when some people started to mock me. I was trying to ignore them when suddenly one of them hit me in the back. I proceeded to beat him to the ground.

I know this was dream control without lucidity because the guy was twice my size and the fight was similar to the ones in my day dreams.

I was part of some government in a broken world. There was some asian men who I stole some information from about some white man who I then had to bust/find. He was a terrorist of some sort. The information I had to stole came in three parts from some computers. The three parts were kinda like flash drives that you had to put together to make one flash drive. I then had to give the completed flash drive to my commanding officer. He then gave me some orders. I had to go find the terrorist now. He was in some type of broken building that was turned into a bunker. He can out with his hands behind his back. For some reason he already had handcuffs on him when he came out.

I was on a road trip with my dad and we were next to what looked like an abandoned mini van with all the doors and the trunk open. I decided to explore the mini van seeing what I could find in it, when I went into it all that was in it was scattered polo shirts and golf clubs. My dad told me we had to go but my foot was stuck between a seat and the trunk so I rolled over the seat and went out of the trunk hands first. I landed in a handstand and pushed myself upwards as if I were doing an inverted push-up. After doing this my dad said, "You silly goose" and then we began walking towards a restaurant through an open area. While walking there I saw a blonde-haired girl walking towards me and she turned and went into a bathroom in the open area. And I don't know why but this made me question where I was. So instantly after this I became lucid. I started walking forwards trying to keep calm and stabilize I also did a reality check the finger through the hand method. I was analyzing my hands trying to focus on them, while doing this I was saying, "Focus on your hands, focus on your hands." I walked into the restaurant that I was walking to before becoming lucid still trying to keep my focus up. Inside the restaurant I noticed that it was western themed. Now I stopped near a cash register and thought to myself, "What do you want to do?" And I decided that I wanted to float so I jumped into the air and started floating. While floating I saw my mom and my brother sitting at a round table eating with a lot of people. And after this I started to rotate in circles while floating. Then all of a sudden the dream ended, and it didn't fade out gradually like some of my recent lucid dreams it just ended and I was awake.

Supplement Dose: 36.4 mg Menthol (Cough Drops)

#1 - The Lust Returns [DILD]

There was something going on in the beginning of the dream that I can't quite remember, but we were in a huge auditorium with multiple floors of seatings, and I was up on the second floor (which was kind of like a balcony overlooking the stage). There was a massive amount of people there, which is perhaps notable because I'm usually not in crowds this big unless I've taken some kind of dream enhancer. All I really remember about this part of the dream was that we had some kind of instructors or someone who was watching after us, I'm pretty sure my old friend S was there, and someone had pissed me off and subsequently was moved closer to the edge of the balcony, further away from me. Somehow, I think when I was turning to face the crowd behind me, the scene turned into a classroom. I almost want to say there was some strange 2D video game screen that flashed in between this, but my recollection of it is very hazy.... Anyway, once I was in the classroom I pretty much immediately became lucid. I looked at the screen which was pulled down and had the projector turned on, and there were very readable words on it but it was entirely gibberish, and I didn't really make an effort to remember any of it, though it was funny. I surveyed the class and noticed that everything was in extremely high detail, and the dream hadn't required any stabilization at all. That's nifty, usually things are falling apart for me by now. A bunch of the kids in the class had drinks, so I decided to do a taste test. I tried three different drinks, all of which were delicious. I want to say that one of them looked vaguely orange juice-like, and I think at least one or both of the others was/were soda. I return to the front of the classroom and say "Someone go get me lunch!", deciding that I wanted to try some food now too. This girl in the back of the class stands up and cheerily says "I'll do it! " Awww, she's cute. >w< I say that I'm going to hug her first on her way out and I basically jump up and wrap myself around her. So warm and soft. Suddenly my libido starts shooting up HARD. Oh no, this again! It was much stronger than last night too, so maybe it is a normal menthol effect for me.... The feeling just keeps rising and I'm not sure how much longer I can take it, I'm honestly afraid that I'm just about to explode. I squeeze the girl tighter... and then the dream fades, and I wake up. Intense. X)

Dream Fragment - Apparently I said something on DV about how not everyone wants to be rich, and tommo was doubting if it was true.

07/03/2012

The shop was in some random place, almost seemed like a church or inside a Mall. D was staying a bit late after work and I had stopped by. I had decided to stay around until he had left the shop. He had greeted me, and he was waiting on G to come pick him up. He was dressed in a leather jacket and had some sunglasses on, and while he was waiting on her, he sat down with me and decided to talk. I (think) I had talked to him about him taking me on as an apprentice. While we were talking however, some other people started showing up, and just being assholes. One guy had punched this other kid in the face, and some other stuff. Then I had gone inside some other room with him, while he was waiting outside. I don't know what I was doing in this room, I could have been drawing, or cutting something. However, there was Billy (Someone I had worked with previously, I don't know him that well though), and a few girls and such around the room talking and doing their own thing. This one guy who was sort of built and seemed to be the head of the 'gang' that was causing the annoyances around the area decided to start messing with D. Taking his sunglasses and putting them on, then saying some weird names. D just looked at him with an evil eye and while the guy was egging him on, I had made a smart comment (Something like, you might not want to do that or something) and this random guy beside me started trash talking me. Said something about my facial hair not being grown in all the way and shit, while he was perfectly clean shaven. (This is when Billy appeared) So I politely, but in a smart matter said "Well this is a 4 day growth, how well can you get a beard started?" The guy said it was bullshit and there was no way I had that much facial hair within 4 days, which is when I turned to Billy who also has a lot of facial hair and it grows in pretty fast as well. I had asked him if it was possible and how fast his current facial hair had grown in. He also claimed 4 days, and smiled a big smile. D did end up knocking the dude who was messing with him in the Jaw.

After leaving the shop and all, I had suddenly appeared in a car on the way to some factory or something. It was by a KFC and a lot of people were harvesting trash and such. While I was in the car, a guy who was named Louis was talking with his wife up a ways, but I could hear them faintly. She had driven off, and he had a baby in his arms. He was walking toward me. When he had gotten to the car, he had asked me if I could watch his baby for him while he went to go talk to his boss about taking the day off and such (something about his wife and baby drama). I said sure, and he had placed it into the seat next to me. The baby was caramel colored and had dreadlocks, which was quite strange because it only appeared to be a few months old, or even a year. So as I'm watching this child and tickling it, I realize I don't have pants (It could be because I had removed them in waking life before going to sleep...) So I cranked up the truck and had driven off with the baby to my house to get some pants. As I had made it home, my house was quite different than the one I was living in. I had woken up in my bed (in the dream, false awakening maybe?) next to the mystery woman. She and my mother (who appeared in her late 60s or so...) started asking me why the hell I had a baby in the truck and why I didn't bring him inside. I had said that I forgot I even brought a baby with me, and all that stuff. The mystery woman started saying things in Spanish and English (was hard to follow, but I seemed to understand... Also, the only way I'll put this side note, is that I had a very 'nice' feeling to hearing the Spanglish to put it mildly). I had told them that I had hurried home to put some pants on because I had woken up earlier to go to work on time. Turns out it was my first time on the job, so I didn't even know where to clock in or anything, so I ended up running back home and getting some pants. I had again left for work after the mystery woman getting me some pants and went to let Louis know the baby is at my house until he gets off of work because he will need his job in order to support the baby. Then I had woken up.

My life has been quite hectic recently and I've been under a lot of stress, so last night I incubated the idea that I wanted to have a peaceful dream where I can just enjoy the scenery and relax.

As I was approaching lucidity yesterday (by focusing on flickering hypnagogic imagery) I experienced the famous 'light at the end of the tunnel' effect. I told my unconscious to direct me anywhere I would find peace and quiet. At that moment I felt a tremendous feeling of transcendence as my dream body flew across the world (more like astral projection than actual flight though). I 'flew' past sunsets and sunrises, oceans and savannas and ended up in a Zen garden high up in a mountain range somewhere. It was so high up that in the garden itself, there was a thin stream of mist which swirled around along with the wind, giving the whole place a new touch of elegance. The layout of the garden was very simple. At the center there is a rectangle patch of gravel and sand. On this patch lay two rocks, a large one placed on one end and a small one on the other end. There was a crystal clear pool of blue water in the middle of the patch. All of this was surrounded by a wall. Outside the wall was the actual 'garden' feature of the Zen garden. There were flowers, pruned bushes and trees planted throughout, with a walkway that led all the way to the entrance of the whole place. It was a miniature landscape designed to imitate the virtues of nature - peace, tranquility, beauty and harmony. A true place to relax the mind.

Dream #1:
Started when I woke up from sleep during the night, my WILD attempt succeeded. Dream began at *that familiar junction*, night time, with me sleeping on the pavement. Soon I was joined by some IRL friends and small-talk ensued. A DC who claimed to be a cousin of one friend was present, I distinctly remember trying a joke which failed miserably

Scene transition, its now (early) morning. I watch a Chinese Pug chewing on a plastic bag(?). Suddenly, it looks at me. I get the feeling it knows who I am, and that its my dream.

Guess what?

Little bastard starts chasing me. For no reason. I run in the first direction I can think of, cause dog chases are something I've never experienced (and I like my manhood firmly attached in its place)

Soon I'm at a fly-over and that four legged monster is gaining ground on me. That's when I decide to go all Rambo and transform into a *motherfucking* red dragon! I really don't know how that came about, especially when I was trying to jump over and try slide the other way down the flyover.

By now the pug had given up the chase, I decided to roam about in my new form. Flying is really awesome Suddenly, I come across some mountains and I've this weird feeling that I'm in Indian Army territory. Figuring a dragon would probably give em' a fight for their money, and not feeling very subservient, I stay air-borne despite warnings. Now, I'd guess the time was early-mid afternoon.

Alas! Something clipped my (right) wing (no pain wtf :S) and I fell down, the dream ended and I woke up (human again noooooo!).

PS: never struck me to try fire breathing. arghhh!

Dream #2:
Entered when I didn't disturb my SP, just tried incubating my room. Instead, I ended up in what seemed like a small shack, two windows on opposite sides and a door which lead to another room with a elevator-capsule-thing

My company as usual were a couple of IRL people and one girl I wish I knew I remember thinking if we don't hurry up we're not going to make it to the moon launch (random). We all tried getting in, but the weight safety limit was exceeded so i got out with 2 others to take the next shuttle. Before that happened, I woke and this time for good.