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These few dreams were pretty interesting. I feel like my recall is starting to maintain consistency.

Space Battle
This was the shortest one. It started with only a few ships exploring a red nebula and ended up with them firing at each other. The details of the ships are hard to remember, but all I know is that it was short.

Space Colony
I think this one might be connected with and with a future dream in some way. It starts off as a mutual program set up between the United States, England, the USSR, and China to create a space colony on some planet. They send only a few people to test how the colony would work out in an effort to determine whether or not it will be a profitable venture. At this point, I'm not sure if I'm a person, or a ghost watching things unfold. Nevertheless, as things continued, the colonists began to create factions against each other. When accidents would occur, people would point the finger at others as a result of different political philosophies being forced in one area. It got to the point where the people from the US suspected the Chinese and USSR were spies sent to steal American technology. In all actuality though, I'm surprised I even dreamed about this in the first place since it was so coherent. Sadly, I don't know how it all ended.

Ancient Caverns
The only thing that stuck out in this one, was the setting in some cavern. There were two sides, in between there was a deep chasm that looked as though it went on forever. I remember jumping across it and landing on some sort of stone floor with designs carved into it. Though, I don't remember how I got there, or what I was supposed to be doing.

English Class
I was in my English class, except, the class was in a place that looked like my room. There were tables instead of desks that we sat at and the bell had yet to ring. A few of my classmates walked in and we all began chatting with the teacher. As we kept talking, he decided to scrap the journal prompt in favor for a new one for no reason. He then told me he couldn't get the idea out and needed help. So as I threw out some thoughts about my first dream as he began writing them on the whiteboard behind me. As I checked the time though, I noticed it was almost time to get out. Nevertheless, the teacher told us that we had enough time to write it out. He then moved to another whiteboard and drew a few different groups that we would center our story around. The prompt had us write a story on what it would be like to live in a space colony involving a certain political system. The first group was called the "T" group. Two people were assigned to it meaning they could write about whatever they felt like. Then there was the "Corrupt Authoritarian" group, which I and a few others were assigned to where we had to write about life under corrupt authoritarian rule. The last group was naturally the "Democracy" group that everyone else was assigned to.

The Story
For the sake of organization, I've split it into two sections even though they are apart of the same dream. So as I was writing in my journal, strange things began to happen. For one, I could read the texts, but made the dream unstable I think. Because after I read what wrote, the scene began to change around me as if it was teleporting me into the story. But when I wrote a couple lines I didn't like and erased them, I was teleported back into the pseudo-classroom. The first paragraph was about a man who woke up, lived, and felt, the same things everyday. It talked about the repetition in his life and lack of economic opportunities that caused him to be apathetic towards everything around him. The second and third paragraph talked about how he was making his way out of his house, however, at that time I was still in the classroom and I checked the time once again. It was dangerously close to ringing. What's frustrating is that the clock maintained it's consistency. Though, if I studied it longer, I'm sure I would have found something off.

Nevertheless, I continued to write, but soon the dream engulfed me into the story. As the man was leaving his bland block-housing, another person, a women, left with him at the same time. They didn't acknowledge each other and waited for a while for some guards. Since it was about authoritarianism, the guards had to escort them back and forth as to make sure they run or something. I remember the guards were dressed in blue and wore helmets with black visors. The two guards walked side-by-side with the two people and began to head downhill with them. The got to a clearing were some fight was occurring between guards and a local rebel group. There was also a special agent among the guards, but it ended badly for her. She was grabbed and tossed off a long cliff where her entire body scrapped across the coarse rocks. But in a twist, she was actually an android, and she hobbled to some government base to get fixed up. And that's where the dream ends.

Dream Journal
*Phew!* Almost done. This one was real short. I was sitting some place at school during lunch when a friend of mine approached me and saw that I was writing in a journal. She asked what I was doing, and I told her I was recalling this dream that had occurred that previous night. As I looked and wrote in the journal, I remember having two columns, but I don't remember what was in them. I had some weird conversation with my friend, but everything just kinda fades from there.

Conclusion
I think I'd have to say these dreams have been the most convoluted connect dreams I've had this year. Still though, I think it's good that lucid dreaming is starting to leech into my dreams. So it's really just a matter of doing those reality checks and hammering down awareness and recall. It's pretty interesting the creative stories our brains can come up with when we dream. Happy dreaming!

I was very excited this morning when I had 3 separate LD's (very short but VERY detailed thanks to a week of the ADA practice.

1st LD: I was in a hallway and saw a lightswitch and just became lucid for some reason, I immediately tried to flip the switch (it looked broken) and the switched kept moving so I could not flip it- I then moved into a room with 2 monks who were assembling/unpacking firearms and they threw one to me, I just laughed and said I did not need one as I can do whatever I want. Then bam, went black.

2nd LD: I was walking through another hallway looked like a subway that was bright blue, I became lucid and immediately yelled "INCREASE LUCIDITY" then bent down and ran my hands on the concrete to feel the texture hoping to stay in the lucid state, moments later it went black/blank.

3rd LD: I was outside a random building when two men dressed like swat began to open fire on me, I realized that could not be possible and became lucid, the bullets and one grenade passed right through me as I laughed and tried to relax. I immediately decided to try to teleport to the Chichen Itza for the project- I spun around (Wonder Woman style, even though I am a dude) and I teleported to right near the Chichen Itza- I was behind the building that is adjacent to the Chichen Itza (in the picture I have been studying) and could see the top of the Itza and there was no beacon, as I moved around that rectangular building to move closer to the Chichen Itza I lost it and I ended up waking up...

I was soo excited to get near the target place, I did not see anybody but I was a ways away so I did not make it into that big field in between the Chichen Itza and that other building. This was my first teleport that put me near the right location, my only other teleport I tried for the Eiffel Tower and ended up in front of a church in Italy ( I have been there).

This is a picture like the one I was studying where you can see the adjacent structure I was behind-

I woke up last night (actually this morning) and dozed off again, as i was falling asleep it felt like my leg was moving towards my head. Almost like i was going to knee myself in the face! Not fast or anything just a slow deliberate movement that I wasn't making. I then realized I was laying in the opposite direction on the bed that I was seconds prior! I did a nose pinch and could breath! (Actually I did 3 and a pinch on my leg). I remember not knowing what to do, and then I awoke. Kinda mad at myself but i guess it is progress. Should I have just sat up in the bed? What exactly happened to me?

There was a bee. And there was something about this bee that made me fall madly in love with her. The bee was in a sort of castle. The interior had chairs arranged like a church. She spun herself into a cocoon.
I was so obsessed with her that I was telling someone how great she was. I brought a woman with me to the church and showed her the bee sleeping in her cocoon. I said: "Look. Isn't she perfect?"
At some point i was in a cocoon some feet away from her. I think i had a hamburger inside my cocoon. Out of the bee's cocoon flew a wasp, she was her spawn or something. Eventually me and the bee where reunited and we moved away from the castle. Onto a bridge over a river. The bee turned into an action figure. It was a masculine action figure, with silvery metallic colours. She carried me with one arm and used her other arm to crawl across the bridge. I was feeling very happy. In the meanwhile her wasp was flying around us.

Then this woman from earlier came running out of the castle and yelled: "You forgot ur hamburgerrr!" . And she threw it to me. I catched it and said thank you. Then i telepathically told her "Ur sweet, i love you." I was moving on my own two feet now and i heared her yell again, she said: "I love you too!" . I was suprised to get a respond. I got excited and yelled: "That's right! I LOVEE YOOUUU" and kept walking.

Later in the same dream I was in an unfamiliair neighbourhood walking 3 dogs. We have only 2 dogs. But in my dreams there's always a third dog. I wasn't carrying leashes and there where loads of people walking there dogs. So there's a bit of a chaos with my dogs harassing all the others. They started running down the street and frustrated I was swearing at the dogs. This man that did have his dogs on leashes was swearing too. As if in perfect synchronisity we yelled the exact same thing. It was pretty weird. He looked at me with a face like, What the fuck?
Eventually my dogs walked themselves back home. Then i woke up.

I woke up with a buzzing sound and a sensation at the top of my head. In my closed eyed vision was patterns of different colours. Quite faintly but i did. There where little white stripes coming in and out of focus. Like a damaged tv set or something. I refrained from writing this dream down to see what might happen if i kept focusing on the sound and colours. Eventually i did write it down. I checked the clock and i slept for less than 2 hours. Quite a lot of content for only 2 hours of sleeping. I went back to bed and the colours where still there, so was the sound. The colour turned into "white noise" type of visual. I slipped into unconsciousness. If you got this far I advice you to stop reading any further if you are underaged and prudish. I post if cus it's funny

I dreamed of meeting a woman somewhere on the street. She was a white blonde/brunette. She had nice curly lips and beautiful eyes. Her body wasn't bad either. She looked mid-twinties of age, about 5 years older than i am. I flirted with her and she liked it. We went to her bedroom and we cuddled a little on her bed. I went to finger her a little. I gently played with her cunt but she kept telling me i'm not doing a good job.. She said not to touch the "long part" or something. I was like okay, and i went over to her clit. It felt like i was touching a little thin toothpick of sorts. Not quite natural. . Then she said with an annoyed voice: "Noo. ur still doing it wrong". Goddamnit. Okay, and i went down to lick her instead. But she didn't like that either. Then she said, go sit on that table. She was making ready to give me a BJ but then i started to slowly wake up.. I don't know why I always wake up in these dreams when things are just about to get good for me but it always happens.

I got back to sleep and i was hiding inside a small building with no windows, only a door with a window. A man was shooting out of the door's window. He got killed tho and I picked up his gun and replaced him. I was holding a Battlefield3 style machine-gun and placed a bipod thingy on the door and shot everyone that seemed to be rushing toward our way. There was a lot of pressure and i was having trouble. I shot bullets to my heart's content and woke up eventually.

I only remember a small amount of this one. I was outside at some sort of camp, and i remember being told something is coming for us. Next thing i now I get grabbed and dragged away by some sort of dog thing. Thats all I can remember. :/

There was some sort of game/competition going on in this dirty underground place with a lot of trains, which involved hanging onto the side of a train as it moved and seeing where it went. It was like a maze, and whoever found a certain point first won. Hanging onto the trains felt dangerous, and I was afraid of hitting something, but I eventually made it to the end. Someone mentioned Matt Engarde.

It may have been inspired by a game of Crossfire I played last night where I was in a place with trains.

I don't remember much of the dream sadly, but I will put what I remember. There were 3 witches in the dream and they were all anime girls. I can't remember what they looked like because I don't remember any visuals but one looked around 13, one 16, and one 18 or 19. I remember the one who was 16 telling me that they could give people powers using unique words, each word or phrase granting a different power. They rarely did it though cause they didn't want people abusing it. She told me she would give me powers if I wanted it though cause she trusted me. I told her that I would not abuse them and that she could trust me. So she said a few strange words silently and I felt a little weird and it was over. I don't remember what power she gave me, but I think it was to control fire. And I remember the youngest witch giving someone else a power but that's about it.

BiscuitHappyz's Dream

I was at school, and everyone was gathered in the cafeteria. There were criminals holding the school for ransom. It was gloomy outside, dark rainclouds were gathered above the school, but withholding their rain.

At some point a layer of roof slid away, revealing another identical layer, but with a bomb attached to it. Somehow, I went up to the ceiling twenty feet above me to examine it. Nobody cared. It was all black; even the wires. The actual bomb was just a black, rectangular box. I went back down. Still, nobody cared.

One teacher that I vaguely remember seeing ever so often in the hallway approached me. I can't remember anything about them.

He or she said something along the lines of, "Sneak outside, and alert a super-assassin-marine-with-amazing-skills about whats going on. And take these guns." He or she gave me five different types of guns. I noticed in them an SMG and a sniper longer than I was tall, for some reason decorated with desert camouflage. I managed to take them all, and casually went out the cafeteria door, carrying them with me. The marine-soldier-mabob was leaning against the corner of the cafeteria, equally casually. He was also, for some reason, wearing desert camo. I helped him get his gear on, and as I was doing this, I realized with amusement that the sniper was taller than him, too. I wondered why he would need a sniper.

Once we were done with that, he went back in. I Took shelter behind a random pile of rubble I found. I saw students and administrators looking through the window at me with confusion. I gestured for them to be quiet. After a while, the door opened, and the criminals, I saw, were put into potato sacks, two to a bag, and had to hop out with the marine thingamadoodad. They still didn't seem to care, and were glad to hop out. Then everybody lived happily ever after, the end.

So I'm talking to these Dominican chicks about music, and they bring up some artist...that sings a song, and I decide to look up who sings it. After several minutes of searching, the groups name turns out to be "Dominican Republic". Obvious laughing and teasing ensued.

I had a pet cougar, and it had to be maybe a few months old, and I was trying to teach it how to be more passive. Around me, it would be okay, but sometimes whenever it did things, it would let those claws out. Around other people, it was pretty aggressive. Anyways, I was missing my pet dinosaur, and D was asking me about it. I told him that it was still small, and I had it for a while. I think we discussed moralities of having one.

Finally we found it in my front yard, and he was asking about how big it gets when it's old. I told him i had no idea, but I'm assuming they used some sort of growth regulation for them. It's been a while since I've been around it, so it's totally feral at the moment and things just seem too quiet.

All of a sudden a 20 foot tall Dilophosaurus walks up to the drive way, expands it's hood (and obviously I'm running at another direction while tons of dc's are just standing there looking) and spits at the crow. Most of the crowd starts screaming and runs in the exact opposite direction I was running, and they get eaten off by another Dilo that was ready to flank them. They have excellent foot speed, and I know that it's either they're going get to me, so I decide to give them one hell of a fight before I died.

When I got to the back yard, I saw a couple of huge boomerangs that I quickly picked up. I stopped running because my back yard leads to a big open field, and I know that it's going to be game over when I get there. I turn around and there's a smaller dinosaur about might height coming at me. I quickly threw the boomerang at him and it staggered him a bit. It returned on the ground next to me, and I ran and picked it up and threw it again. This time it was too high. The boomerang twirled above it's head for a few seconds and returned. Just then the dinosaur kept creeping up and all of a sudden, it caught about three arrows to the chest.

I looked over, and there was this guy in a cosplay Link outfit. Amused and relieved, we headed back towards the area where the crowd went. Completely owning anything in our path. I was using the boomerang as more of a sickle if anything, and I saw a bow and arrow on the ground, but I told Link to ammo up. I just had a feeling we'd come across a sword or pole I could use against them.

The dream ended there, but I woke up wondering what happened to my pet cougar.

08:34 12/11/2011
Ok so i had multiple dreams last night:
Dream 1 (after falling asleep around 11):
I was in the gym of my school, talking to Kayla B., about her sister, Lauren B., about whether she had straightened her hair that day at the dance (there was a dance yesterday at school, and i went). And i think were were talking about whether lauren was here or not at the dance. Kayla was saying she was and i was saying she wasn't, not like arguing, but kinda like the cute little, uh huhh, nah ahhhh(lol). Then the next thing i remember is there being beds near the parking lot enterence to the gym (but in the gyms itself), and micah and i were laying on one of them (maybe it was just one big long bed), and im not for sure if we were talking about something or what, but then Coach Dobson was looking at us from the exit to the parking lot (right outside the gym doors) and making some kind of hand gestures (commonly associated with talking about someones penis size), and i started to walk to him to talk to him, and him and Micah were making jokes about it (penis length jokes xD) and when i got to him, he said that we shouldn't be that close together, or something to that nature, and i held my hands up saying we were this far apart, about a foot between my hands, and i thought to myself, i wonder if she thinks i was making a penis length joke , then think i turned around and saw someone, idk who it was, but they gave me one of those neuro sleep drinks (i have no idea what they look like, nor have i ever heard of them, untill last night before i went to sleep, i was browsing the forums and say something about a drink with that name), and i started drinking it, but i didn't eat my turkey (??? wtf you say? well so do i. i have no idea where the turkey came from...) because i didnt want it to absorb the drink in my stomach and give it less of an effect. Then i remember getting sleepy in the dream and the next thing i knew i was awake in bed. (and i did a RC to be sure i was really awake)
Dream 2 and/or Dream 3:
Ok so im not really sure whether my lucid dream was second or third, but i do remember having another dream (and i also had a 4th one(the last one ill write)), i just dont remember what it was.
Ok, so, my lucid dream!!!! :
I had woken up after my first dream and thought to myself, that i will remember the first dream by some key words, instead of writing it down (and it worked ). I started to meditate, and was doing so for quite a while. I think i WILDed, but im not sure if it was that or if i just fell asleep and knew i was dreaming as soon as i started. Ok so it started out that i was in my bathroom of my house and i knew i was dreaming, i grabbed the wall and started rubbing it to help to stabalize, and my eyes where closed, i know i shouldnt have opened them because i would have open my real eyes, not just my dream eyes (its happened before). And while rubbing the wall, i could feel myself laying in bed, and i was scared to open my eyes because i was afraid that i would be awake in bed and rubbing my blanket. Once i felt the dream somewhat stabalize, i opened my eyes. I was looking in the mirror. I looked completely normal (as opposed to what many say about dream reflections (and i know that everyone is different, and thats why some will be normal, and some will not)). So the first thing i did was go to the stairs in front of (inside the house) the front door. I was going to fly through the wall and break it, but as soon as i flew to it, i stopped, not of my own will. So i decided to just pass through it instead. I stuck my hand through and it went, so naturally the rest of my body followed. I flew up into the sky and had a momentary lapse in thought and couldn't think of anything that i was going to do in a dream, the first thought that came to mind was making a portal, but i was up in the sky and had no materials. I then decided to go to Micahs house. I started to fly in the directions that i supposed her house to be in and the sceanery was completely different, it had this kind of old timey look and then there was this one huge(and i mean big) building, it was almost like a cube. I didnt bother to find out what it was. I was lost and started to fly back to my house. I didnt know where it was, and i couldnt find it. It was also dark outside (or maybe just at dusk), and i decided to turn it into day. And im not really sure what happened next, but i think i closed my eyes and thought that it was going to be day when i opened them, but instead i opened them to find myself laying in bed... (did a RC)
And i know i had another dream between the first and last but i cant remember what it was about....
Dream 4 (final dream, just went back to sleep after waking up at 5:30 to my alarm that i didnt turn off):
This is a very short one, and i barely remembered it afterwards. I was laying in my bed (i think i kind of drifted into a dream but still consious, but not lucid). And i had my moms cell phone. It started ringing, and i yelled "mom" so she would come get it. I looked at it and it was answered, and i thought that maybe she answered from her bluetooth. So i just put it down, and i think i went back to sleep. Then woke up (in reality), turned my phone on and it was 8:05. So i went and took a shower and came back to do this.

I dont mean to brag, but i think i have an amazing recall. Because i remembered all of this off the top of my head. I didn't write anything down at all during the night (and i never do). And i remember it all just fine

It is now 9:16, i took a while to type this xD lol

Windhover's Dream


dream 1 - I'm on a bus that is hanging on a cliff just like in the picture; Uncharted 2!(the dream wasnt about uncharted 2...) I feel anxious and climb up to the top to escape.
a guy attacks me for some reason and I punch him. this dream is kinda foggy, although it was very vivid in sense and sight; I remember jotting the numbers down on a piece of paper.

dream 2 - I am on DV checking synchs. some people dreamed about running away or having fear...

dream 3 - I'm flying a parachute. near me there is a family flying a parachute too, but the seat is like a long bench... weird... I land on the grass field and watch the family landing. there is a huge electric wire towers and the family almost got stuck on them.
I walk over to the grass field and see kids playing around at a playground. there are some adults who keep the playground. I suddenly realize that I've to go back home to see my family, so I turn back and go. this one kid kinda distracts on my way. but I follow him, climbing up the stairs, then slide down on the slide,....oh wait, on my way I remember someone going with me. he has a small white dog and when we passed a little house with the brown dog tied to a pole. he is resting in his dog house and the white dog comes to him, being cheerful. the brown dog greets him awkwardly. I think that the brown dog is lonely so he must be happy to see another dog, but I feel sad because we have to go. anwyay I finally get home and greet my sisters and mom, crying (I dont have a sister IRL.) I try to change clothes in my room.

dream 4 - I'm in a huge game room. I get out and I'm at some kind of big room in the white building? there were many people. this one Asian woman (she resembled a lot like my English teacher-.-) tries to have fight with me, and I'm sorta scared. she is wearing box gloves... anway she uses Tae Kwon Do to defeat me, and I block her kick and try to punch her. at first 2 rounds I collapse on the floor, then on the 3rd round, I block her kick again and......kick her very important body part between her legs. (am I remembering it right?) she gets very painful, but I'm still pissed off for some reason...

I had a dream, woke up, and couldn't hold onto the memory. when I try to remember it, I see triangles in some sort of fabric pattern blocking the memory, strange.

I tried to fall back to sleep, I saw a beach. a girl with black hair so long it dragged on the sand several feet behind her was in front of me. She was questioning why it took so long to find her, but something was off, something foreboding around the edges of the memory. I don't know if it was really her, because the foreboding energy messes with my perception of hers, and I don't even have that well of grasp of her energy.

I attempt to leave, my perception is teleported back about 10-20 feet, I hesitate, I don't really want to leave it it really is her, but I'm too far gone to return now. the image fades.

12/11/11

NON-LUCID
LUCID

My mother was telling me how my father was taking 8PM and 9PM classes, and asked if I was studying as well. I opened my book really quick before she came into my room, and she gave me that cold stare that said “You better study.”

Reading her facial expression, I turned a few pages to pretend like I was studying, and I was pretty scared at the moment at my mother’s sudden spontaneity of anger. The setting was probably around early morning (probably because I’m dreaming at around 5:30ish AM or so), and I needed more light in the room.

I turn on the switch, the fan was on, but the light didn’t turn on. I reached over to screw in the casing that covers the light bulb, nothing works.

Then I was like “Wait a second.” I did a Nose RC, and became lucid.



From that moment, there was so much freaking rage within my body because I let some random Dream Character get the best of me.

The rage was so small, but soooooo intense, that I thought I was going to rip someone's head of.



But before I got too pumped up with adrenaline, I pretended I was sane and came out of my room. I saw the Dream Character, who is brushing her teeth at the moment (while sitting on a couch).

She’s still looking at me with that cold stare, I decided to come up to her and just slap her silly with rage.

Then I woke up.

Dream Count: 0
DILDs: 0 , WILDs: 0 , MILDs: 0 , APs: 0

Notes:
No dream recall tonight, I tried a different method. Staying up until my eyes were heavy then doing a MILD and hopefully going into a DILD. Turns out that may not be my way of going, I guess I will sleep normally the next night.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in some large area like a high school gym or an assembly hall. The place was unlit, but there was natural light coming in through some windows high up on the walls. The hall was filled with folding chairs, arranged in two aisles of seats.

I was toward the back of the seats, maybe even standing a few meters behind the back row. The seats seemed to lose their order toward the back, and may just have been scattered all over the place.

Up at the front, people had been giving presentations. There were two presentations. Each presentation was given by two people. I don't remember the first presentation.

The second presentation was about the psychology of Carl Jung. The first person gave some kind of theoretical or philosophical overview of Jung's psychology. The second person then, apparently, acted as if he were Jung, though he seemed to be acting more like Sigmund Freud.

This presentation was now over. Everybody stood up(including me? - I guess I had been sitting, now) to leave. I seemed to be eager to leave. But now someone called for me. The person said that I still had to do my presentation, which was about Freud.

I realized I had been hoping to get away without having to do my presentation. But now that it turned out I'd have to do it after all, I was actually kind of looking forward to doing it.

Dream #2

I was in some gigantic, empty structure. It was like a parking garage: just an empty, dark structure with no walls. There were no lights in the structure. I was on the second floor, which was the top floor.

The structure looked out on a big, wooden ship. The day was grey and the waters the ship was in were getting rougher and rougher.

Now a lot of people were getting onto the ship. I was something like the ship's captain -- a tall, kind of big and strong man with a long, red-brown beard.

Another man told me that perhaps we shouldn't go out to sea today. The weather was looking worse and worse.

I didn't know whether to agree with the man. It seemed like all the people getting onto the ship -- a bunch of rich-looking men and women (mostly women, I think), dressed in nineteenth-century-style suits and dresses -- were still really looking forward to the trip.

But now I was flying down, from the top of the structure, toward the ship. I could see that the ship had two levels to it. Both of these levels could be seen through the sides of the ship. In fact, there was no protection at all in these levels, and that's where the passengers would be during the trip. I now even watched as a huge wave of water poured all the way through the levels.

I knew this was trouble. But I still thought I could get the passengers on the ship and take the trip. Perhaps we'd all have to stay on the top level. But then, perhaps, the waters would clear up, and we'd be fine.

Everybody was still loading onto the ship. But now I flew over the ship's deck. I now saw that the slate-grey waters were swelling up almost to the very deck of the ship. I realized now that there was no way we could go anywhere. I decided to get the passengers off the ship.

A terrible storm had come and passed. I was now in the water with the man who had been warning me against putting the ship to sea. I'm pretty sure that all the passengers had been evacuated from the ship before the storm. But the ship itself had been sunk. The man and I were in the water, looking for the ship.

It was black night, and the man and I were taking turns diving under water to look for the ship. Eventually the man seemed to come up with what looked to me like shattered fragments of the ship. I was sure this meant the ship was somewhere below us.

Now I dived under the water -- or, rather, someone dived under the water whose viewpoint I had, though "I" was still above the water. As I saw from this other person's viewpoint, "I" myself was still wondering whether I should dive under the water.

I wondered how I would be able to see under the water. The person whose viewpoint I saw now had goggles and was wearing a scuba-diving suit. He also had a flashlight attached to his head. It shone just enough for him to see a couple meters in front of him.

The man (or I?) came upon stacks and stacks of beige, plastic cubes that almost looked like small stepping-blocks. These were apparently the basic elements that had made up the ship. The pieces were cluttered all over, almost like stacks of boxes. I knew that this meant the ship was here.

I surfaced. Now that we knew where the ship was, I thought, we would simply pull it up, and everything would be fine.

But I had surfaced into a gigantic, dark room. My headlight was still shining, I think. A few other people were also in this huge room. They probably had lights shining near them as well.

I waded in the water and looked around me. Jutting up out of the water were shattered pieces of the ship. Some of the pieces looked like the ship. Other pieces simply looked like wooden boxes or the plastic stepping-blocks. Some people were wading in the water. Others were sitting on the ship fragments.

Dream #3

I walked into "my mom's house." I came in on the first floor, through some kind of back door. The entire floor was charred, like a fire had hit it. But this seemed normal to me.

I saw a book of mine on a little counter-like space at the head of a stairwell to a basement. It was a white paperback book with red-pink lettering. It may have been a horror novel. I knew that there was a computer (perfectly fine) on a charred table a "room" over. The "rooms" were hardly rooms -- the walls had been almost completely burnt away.

I walked toward the table with the computer. My plan was to get on the internet and look at some kind of entertainment thing for a while.

But I had to walk quietly. My mom was downstairs with a few other family members. I didn't want them to hear me. I had lost my job. I was coming home really early in the afternoon. I knew if I was too loud and too obviously on the internet, my mom would wonder why I was home, and why I was wasting my time on the internet.

I heard a few of my footsteps creaking across the weak floor. I knew that I wasn't going to get through the house unnoticed. So I figured I'd just go down into the basement, let my mom know I was home, and let her know I'd lost my job.

Dream #4

I may have been looking at a website like YouTube. I had chosen a music video called "Freud Limp" from a list of video.

The video first began with some kind of Pampers diapers advertisement from the 1970s. A couple of little kids were in a place like a doctor's office with their mother. The kids all ran to a bookshelf on the left side of the room and began grabbing huge boxes of Pampers diapers off the shelves.

The music video now began. It also seemed to take place in a doctor's office. The view was of the waiting room of the office. The area was kind of small, lit with natural light and pale, fluorescent light.

There was a reception window on the right wall, possibly with an adjacent counter, which was lower than waist height, running along the back area. Behind the low counter was a wall of shelves of manila file folders holding patients' records.

As the song began, the main singer, perhaps a British man, bald, pale, kind of tough looking, was carted out with a woman and maybe two babies, on something that looked like a mix between a car for a really fast roller coaster and a grocery cart full of baby supplies.

The man sat at the back. The woman sat at the front, facing the man. The babies sat in the middle, huddled in between all the bay supplies. The man's and woman's seats may themselves had looked like car seats for little babies.

I heard the song very distinctly, and I can recall the melody. There were two verses. The first verse ended with some statement about the man seeing a smile on the woman's face and knowing that, despite all the uncaring stuff she'd said in the first part of the verse, that she really did care.

The second verse went something like:

"Sometimes I want to get away,
I want to get away, I try to get away.
But when I finally get away..."