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1. I somehow manage to get myself into the tour pickup truck for the cello rock band Rasputina. Their frontwoman, Melora Creager, is utterly emaciated and is doing a large quantity of cocaine. I get dropped off a block from the venue in which they're playing, and walk to the venue confused and dejected.

2. I'm in a Wal-Mart, being rather foolish and clumsy. I kick a chicken cage, with a chicken in it. It seems that I only break the front of the cage, which is glass, leaving the rest intact, but when I look at the cage the chicken is dead. An employee demands that I pay a ridiculous price for the two items.

3. No details other than subject matter about cello playing and a double false awakening.

So it was awesome that i had to wake up and go to other bed and sleep.
then i just sleept. and i got a dream FA and i was excited i guess cus it was on other room.
then i couldnt just control it so i woke up but i didnt moved and opened my eyes nothing continued sleeping.
then i went to DEILD it was also abit vivd and non lucid but i was lucid all the time then ;D

i walked to my room .. and was searching what to do lol..
then my brother comes..
OH MY GOD I was like pls pls dont let my bro come...
then after a few secs he come and jumps like a kid
so happy i was like wtf man leave me alone lol
he just wanted to play something idk hi's 20 years now
i told him so..
" Dude ! ,you know that your dreaming now?! , your are dreaming.. "

he answers: "yes i am dreaming..."

i was like wtf? and what?
then i dont know i wanted to go outside in home it was so loled time..
so i took the trash i said to my bro man wait ill throw the trash ill be back..
i went outside then i just idk how i woke up or something but continued DEILD'ing ..

i rly dont remember more..
i could remember alot before if i could post it but i woke up and directly went to work ..
forgot to write it somewhere home .. anyways ;D

I had this dream I got this "talking" poster and it went right over the middle of my bed and saw two kids who were about 10 years old..one looked like Harry Potter and the other kid looked like Ron Weasly and between the two was an adult who looked kind of like Argus Filch (Hogwarts caretaker?) and kid Harry asked me if the background of the poster was getting dark and I said yes and then the next part is they shut up and then the image changed (but still on the poster) to THE motorcycle (Sirius'' Motorcycle) complete with noise.

11:15-12:00(Wake)-5:00-7:30
Peaceful sleep, sleepy rain, morpheus draught.

1) Ruth in my dream. Too awkward to say hi.

2) LUCID. On a couch with a dream character I created while awake this past week to help me navigate the dream world. I hug him and he says, in a deep british accent, "Maybe too much." while grinning.

(To explain, while I've been having lucid dreams for a while, I've never learned teleportation or changing the dreamscape very well. So, because I have a desire to get to Chichen-Itza pyramid, I've been attempting to form a character who could help me do this. And this is the first dream I remember with him in it, so woo! ... I feel powerful.)

I just arrived from... somewhere. Early morning. I slept in an uncomfortable room. I walked around the house, and found that our female friends (I saw Bhebs there) were sleeping in a convenient and air-conditioned room.

I recall Rob there as well.

So basically I pulled a WILD by accident. I stayed up till about six in the morning reading and researching. The last thing I read was about how to induce lucid dreaming. So after the majority of my sleep cycles, I'm guessing, I woke up and experienced sleep paralysis. My body felt invalid and the only thing moving was my eyes, which were kinda slopping up and down and a little dazed. I realized I was conscious and easily fell back into a dream, which consisted of the overwhelming floating feeling and slight vibrations during the transition. Looking back now after researching a few possibilities, the dream might have actually been astral projection. Once I entered the "trip", I was in space. The stars were vivid and the colors were deep blues and purples. It was a little creepy just floating around there because it reminded me of being in the ocean, which I'm not too fond of . So I was a bit of a moron and tried to frog swim around and ended up rising towards this nebula. Then I woke up into another dream where I was in a room with about twenty to thirty other people of all sorts taking a class on how to induce lucid dreaming and explore them. From then on I had dejavu and soon after actually woke up. It was the best recent dream I've had just because of the feeling of [I]being in space.[I] You should definitely add that to your bucket list.

Sweet Dreams,
- Dani

Non-lucid Awake

Last thing I remember is a cannon, an old black powder cannon. I remember pulling it, the pull of the rope trigger shocking my eyes open just as the cannonball hit something. The sound of the cannonfire was drowned by my real body's senses, mostly, the sound of the power going out in my house the same time the cannonball hit its target.

I close my eyes. I'm in prison now, a strong prison apparently. It was a fairly small room, with two cells in it across from each other, neither of which long enough to stretch the length of the whole wall. There were windows of what appeared to be a chain link, like a fence. On the wall perpendicular to it there were also windows, but instead they had iron bars, like full jail cells.

There was 4-6 people in my cell, and another 4-6 in the other. The guard (who appeared to be Morgan Freeman) walked around, but after a few hours stepped out. I talked to the men. "So do any of you plan on staying in here?" I asked. None of them answered. "Do you want to get out of here or not?" I asked a little more belligerently.

"There's no way out," one of them in the other cell said.
"Did you ever know that if you piss on your shirt it becomes strong enough to break through iron?" I asked calmly.

It didn't take much longer for one of them in the other room to take off their shirt and start urinating all over it. Then someone in my cell did the same. "We need to work together and stay together," after we pulled for a while, the iron bars broke, and we each got out of the window, we left through one of the two doors in the room.

I see Guard sitting in a chair next to a well lit pool table, and there were stairs on the wall nearest to myself. "Hello there," Mr Freeman says.

Oddly I didn't feel any fear, or any sense of urgency. Normally a man would run upstairs and hope his speed would outmatch the guard's, or that they wouldn't be the one who got caught. The only thing I thought was
"What's the score here, what's next?"
"Well, as you'll soon find out, there's $50,000 up those stairs. Enough to guarantee your freedom, or to get me into retirement," he said calmly "now we're going to play a game of pool, and whoever wins, gets it."

So we played. He broke and got a solid in, then he got two more in. I played and got one stripe in, he got another two solids in. I saw my chance for a great shot, and shot three stripes in, but got one solid in at the same time. Shit, good shot though. We played a bit more, then we each had one ball left.

Then I noticed someone shot in the 8 ball, I think it was me, might've been him. As I was about to explain to him that I generally don't play where you lose if you hit the white ball, he looked at me and said "I've been working for 40 years, I got my money, what I don't have is freedom. Besides, listen, I was a military man, to me, you just had some friendly fire."

I asked him if I killed someone with the shot...

I was walking through the forest with the men, near my old house. I realized I was the leader of them. Why not? I broke these men out of prison, I gave them freedom. These thoughts made me realize that I didn't know these men at all. All but two of them could take me out no problem, but I have their respect, I better keep it if I wanna keep my life.

I wondered the severity of my crime, but more importantly, of theirs. If any of them were famous. None of them looked familiar. If we were lucky, they would only show a picture of the worst of us on tv. This would still make things difficult for us. No matter, we ate about 6 hours ago, it's now 2:30 AM. Sunlight's coming out early it seems. All we needed was sleep for now.

I led them to my old escape, the abandoned house. As I went there though, there was a light on. I tell my men to stay back. I look over, I realized it isn't the abandoned house at all, at least not anymore, it's fully done. As a matter of fact, I've been here before, in one of my other dreams... Stole a kid's skates, purely accidental, if I remember correctly.

I tell my men I know of a better place, we go about a half mile west, and I see a sort of treehouse. Seems familiar, seems safe... I told my men to follow me. There wasn't a ladder or anything, but a series of boards that went up it like a spiral staircase stuck to the walls. The boards were weak, and would sway easily, I had to shift my position constantly to stay balanced. We made it to the top and I saw a mattress, I could've sworn it was my own. To the right of the bed was my shoes, they've been lost for about a month, and a camera, my camera I haven't seen for years.

I look at the camera, 8 pictures, the first one was a platypus, as I move the camera away, I see a platypus waddle around on the floor, then jump out of the tree. I continue wading through the pictures, there was one of a cat walking on the boards, and another labeled dragon, which was of a column like foliage going between two trees, then another picture was under it, with a green chinese dragon in the same position, with no trees.

Depersonalization. I seemed to have left my body to follow three cats, as they jumped up the boards towards where I was. One of them jumped on the smaller one, and they carried him/her up to the top of the boards, then up the wall a while when the smallest cat jumped onto the large one, then onto a platform that I hadn't noticed earlier. I saw the platform from a worm's eye view so I couldn't see what was on top of it, but I felt it was something important that the cat was going to get.

I was back in my body, laying on the mattress, and I heard all of the guys start raising their voice, nothing aggressive though. "You all better shut up if you don't want the neighbors to come here," I stated fairly loud. Which was true. I now remembered where I was, just east of a castle of sorts, I remember it in my other dream... No cops, but it was a fairly evil place.

I also noticed the large amount of noise that happened just before they rose their voices. It was a hawks cry, then the sound of mice and snakes, "That hawk was just looking for some food, now that it's done, you'll be heard quite easily," I stated quietly.

Dead Silence.

Afterward I had fragments of us going into town hooded (so cameras couldn't see us), and trying to chop the power line in NYC with a shovel. Why? So we could have a distraction to get the attention off of us. Duh.

I was in a lab in the isolation chamber, I was groggy and covered in wires.
I stood up and sniffed the air. I man in a white lab coat came in, he looked at a console and wrote something on a clipboard.
As he was about to leave I tapped on the glass to get his attention, he looked at me and seemed puzzled. He went back to the console and flicked a switch, he then said through a micro-phone speaker inside the chamber "Who are you?....are you lucid?....what year is it?". I answered the questions "Sara, Yes for a moment or two at least, 2011...".
He looked excited and pushed a button on the console, he talked into the console but I couldn't hear him (he's turned off the speaker to the chamber). I could lip read him saying "We have her!". This made me nervous so I started looking around the chamber I was in to find a weak point (my usual powers were not working). By now I was getting very worked up. He spoke again through the speaker "We mean you no harm, we just need to ask you a few questions, the manager will be he in a minute"...at this point I was totally lucid and not groggy anymore, and VERY VERY angry about being in a isolation chamber, naked and covered in wires. I grinned and the light above me cracked and went black, the man looked worried, I grinned bigger pointed to the lights above his head and winked.....it blew and all was darkness.
I then turned into 'night crawler' and smashed my way out of the chamber, alarms sounded, I found him cowering in the dark near the console and pulled his limbs off one by one, lastly his head. I took one of the arms 'for later' and then smashed though the door to make my escape.
I got out of the room only to find more lights on (I can only be 'night crawler' in total darkness) so I blew them as I went and eventually got outside the building. Once outside I ran until I couldn't hear the alarms anymore and then ran some more until I found a graveyard. I buried myself in a fresh grave as the Earth wasn't compacted.
I lay down to sleep and munched on the severed arm until I dropped off.

I remember walking down this dark hall. There was little light but I don't know where it was Comming from because there were not lights or windows. Then I used the lumenesent spell. (Or however you spell it). My wind lights up and I see professor mcgonagail fighting a bunch of death eaters. Then there were people behind me. Using spells like ''explelliarmus" and ''stupify". I shot a couple of the death eaters. One of the death eaters grab mcgonagail. I use expelliarmus to shut the wond out of his hand and than I used stupify to shoot them away. As I kept walking I saw one of the weasly brothers on the ground. He threw his wond at me.

That was the last thing I remember.

This was an odd one. It's again kind of school-related, but not really. It involved one of my graphic design teachers and she wanted me to go to the White House for some project. So what do I do? I start hopping building tops like Spider-man or Superman, you know, leaping tall buildings in a single bound! Somehow she was following me doing this, I don't know if she was hopping with me or if I was carrying her on my back or what. But I continue to hop, passing by several freeways and stuff until I get to these really brown, serious and governmental looking buildings. I stop atop one of them and jump down from the ceiling into the building where there was some kind of government meeting going on. They didn't react to the fact that I had just jumped down into their room from the ceiling. So then I go looking around for the White House and this special room where I was supposed to perform this project, but I couldn't find it. All I found was a hallway with a bunch of different doors leading to different rooms. And all my classmates were there as well. They were going into these rooms and performing idiotic kid-like tasks that they were complaining were "too easy." But this wasn't what I was supposed to be doing. The teacher was there as well. I kept waiting for her to tell me what I was supposed to be doing at the White House but she never did. So I just kept watching everyone else go into these rooms and perform these easy tasks. Yep, that's about all I remember. Building hopping and the White House. Good times...

Mom and I were talking in her room when a big box starts to move. We think it's our cat, then it comes flying off the shelf and the cat was nowhere to be found. Mon and I think "demon" or ghost and then it feels like the air was being sucked out of the house. We both run the heck out the front door and I had goosebumps like crazy. After a while we noticed it was somewhat windy outside, so we thought maybe the wind had something to do with it. So we go back inside fearfully but everything seemed okay for a while until it started to happen again. This time I noticed my ceiling fan just stop unrealistically in its tracks. I was like "oh crap" and then that feeling overcame me again and I was like "nope, this isn't the wind" and ran out the house again feeling like I had experienced my first demon encounter and that the house was haunted and I didn't like it. Then it started getting weird and someone asked me a question about Skittles and Butterfinger candy and I was like "there is no butter and no finger in Butterfinger." Things get blurry here and I wake up.

What a way to end a dream about a haunted house. Start talking about Skittles and Butterfinger. lol

I had a second dream after writing the initial report:

I'm walking around what seems to be a campus and meeting with familiar faces all over the place. It is too late to recall any of the shenanigans but most of the people here are people I knew in high school.

What's most memorable is my encounter with a girl, one whom I wont name but she's gorgeous. for some reason, hahaha, shes been panted to almost resemble a chameleon; one who is changing from red to green while wearing only a bikini top and bottom (which match the paint of course.)

She takes me in her car, she drives a Lotus.

While she is driving I think to myself, "escalate, ESCALATE!!" eventually I go to touch her leg and she says "Try not to touch me I don't want the paint to smear."

I give up and feel defeated. I believe I wake up after this.

Dream Note

I woke up after a couple of hours of sleep to remember this fragment
Taking care of a community as winter is coming. Helping negotioate for a woman's new husband and th sale of her lands.

I woke up again several hours later to remember this.

Bar Visit with Satan
Visiting a bar with a bunch of old college people. The devil I shanging out with us. April has a copy of season's of mist that she is going to read later. Three people named mike are there. We make plans to go hang out at their place after the bar closed. One mike asks me how I know to go hang out there and I tell him that we've been there before and he said that the furniture has changed since. He says that there was a day when they took a bunch of tables and put them in the yard in a rainstorm and played DND all night until the rain caved in the tables.

The devil is holding court at the other end of the bar about the nature of evil. I want to be seen as evil but I don't want to be evil so I go stand over by him and listen to what he has to say. He tells me I need to kill the next person that comes out of the bathrroom. The devil is a skinny guy with red skin, horns and a goatee.

After the bar I go back to the mike's house and realize that I left april at the bar. A cab shows up shortly after and she is in the cab.

DELETED

My house was flooding, it was coming up the stairs from the basement. For some reason I was focused on saving our tools (like shovels and hammers) and silverware from the flood. And for some reason they were floating, so I could grab them out of the water (don't know why this didn't make me lucid, haha).

Two friends were helping me grab these things. The only one I remember is a girl Megan, who I know a little in RL. She was waiting at my house for her aunt to arrive and I was waiting for my parents and their friend. I decided her aunt was probably my parents' friend.

Then a toucan (which was a little scary looking, but at the same time I felt a little bit of hope) flew in and landed on the back porch railing. I was the only one who saw it. It flew off and landed in our yard (near out fire pit where there was lots of cheatgrass and yellow flowers).

The toucan morphed into a leprechaun, which was human-saized and had sunflowers for hands and a head and wore a green dress-suit. The leprechaun approached the house (I was scared until I remembered they were lucky) and entered with two old-ish couples (that I don't know in RL) that were the awaited parents and friends. The had scottish accents and were wearing t-shirts of celtic bands.

Then I woke up. =P