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6/13/2011

Okay, I don't know about this one, but I think I found my dream guide at the end, but it gets a bit weird after that, so I may have had one of those DC's that plays around with you (I don't know). Okay here goes.

I have a dream that I was watching a law and order show, with one of the stars, (MARISKA Hargitay) from LAW AND ORDER, was doing some investigation with some random dude. Her partner's facade was vague, but I do recall him wearing a black cap backwards, and was wearing a black cardigan and goldish-yellowish shirt or something. Anyway, they were doing some investigation, and suddenly the guy does something she DIDN'T want them to do in the first place. This get hectic from her, but I don't remember. All I do remember is him carrying her (she was knocked out, I could SEE HER with her eyes closed with a scar on the right side on her head on the top I believe) to one of those stairs you see at the side of the apartments (look at pictures below). And I think for a moment, I was semi-lucid, and asked what the guy's name was, and he said "John." I asked "Are you my dream guide?" He paused for a little while, as if he was looking at something downwards diagonally, and said "Yes." He proceeded to walk with the lady from law and order, and a door was opened. Then I saw everything went dark from there. With a little light in the middle (like a speck of light spanning an oval or something. Then I see a female's legs. When I asked the dude if he was my dream guide, I asked, "Are you sure?" I couldn't remember anything after that, so he probably didn't even respond. But for some reason, the lady in the darkness was some girl I knew in High School, I asked what her name was, She said "Synne" or "Sinne" or something like that. I was like "synne? As is S-y-n-n-e?" Then she replied, "No, Sim." I nodded (I think), and probably tried to get more out of her, but she left with some lady who was larger than her (probably because I was laying down a bit). But as they opened the door to leave, I was trying to predict who would leave first, it looked like Sim (A girl) was going first, but then the lady, (who i believe had those green rolls females use to help curl their hair) leave, and then her. Then some random dream of Eminem rapping was apparent, and I think he was doing one of those "OKAY I'm PISSED AT YOU, SO I'M GONNA MAKE A RAP SONG TO DISS YOU" raps, but I don't know it was directed at me but I do remember one phrase saying (somewhat), "I'll even like all my Facebook statuses if I have to!!!" or something like that haha. Then he was picking up a bottle of ketchup and was like "UHHHH!" not the uhhh as in you don't know what to say, but like the forceful "UHHHH" as if one was going "YEAH!" After that, I woke up haha. BUT THEN AS I TIME THIS, THE SAME GIRL WHO TOLD ME SIM was her name, I don't think she was my DG because at first it was a guy before we entered the door, but then was speaking to myself in reality, "Sim...sim...sim...SIMONA!!!" Instantly I recognized her face, but I still have to do more dreaming to clarify this, I think I'm having a duality with conflicts on my possible DG and someone I've been ignoring in High School.

(There is a "trigger warning" on the content of this dream.)


I am an archeology student working in a museum in Montreal. I have volunteered to document and study items that are in the backrooms of the museum's storage areas. All of the items had been ignored or forgotten about because no previous archeologists thought they were important. The civilizations or cultures and time frame the artifacts come from are unknown and it is my job to find out when and where they came from. The items I found and set aside to look at include various peices of ancient looking jewelry, a few peices of pottery and a roughly triangular peice of metalwork that features some sort bird with its wings spead out and the bird's head facing to the right. The outline of the bird and the outer edge of the peice is orange while the background is a deep blue. I give this item the name of the "Eagle Crest."

I tell my department head (Professor Alberts) about the items and he doesn't seem interested at first but says that I can continue my investigations as long as they do not interfere with my other student studies in the museum. One night, after closing time, I am working on a thesis on a computer in one of the museum offices and suddenly a bunch of screens and files start popping up at random and I cannot close them. The files that are appearing are refering to some of the items I found and disclosed to Prof. Alberts and when the files start being downloaded to an outside source I finally realize that the computer is being hacked and I turn it off.

The next day I tell Prof. Alberts what happened and he tells me to put the items in his office where they will be safe, which I do, except for the Eagle Crest, which I had on my desk, because I wanted to study it that night. When night comes, after everyone has gone home, the museum is broken into and the box of artifacts I had set aside to study was stolen from Prof. Alberts's office, except for the crest which was in my desk in another part of the museum. The buglars stole nothing else and seemed to beeline only for that box of artifacts and this made me think that they knew exactly what they were looking for and knew where to find it. Suspecting an inside job, I do not tell Prof. Alberts that I still have the Eagle Crest and instead I hide it in one of the unorganized and unused storerooms filled with undocumented artifacts, knowing that no one will find it there. I am also worried that if I come forward that I did not put the crest where it was supposed to go the night of the robbery, that people will think I had something to do with the robbery itself or knew about it in some way.

Later I am in my apartment thinking about the crest and the robbery and the nagging feeling that the two are related somehow. It is early in the morning because I have not been able to sleep and I am in my night clothes with are nothing more than an orange tank top and blue panties. I am so deep in thought that I do not hear someone enter my apartment until that person opens my bedroom door. It is a tall, thin, blond man, wearing glasses and dressed in a black suit. He is holding a handgun and demands that I get dressed and come with him. I am freaked out that someone is in my apartment but also angry and embarassed that I am walked in on when wearing so little clothing. I demand that he turn around so I can change but he says no and watched me with no expression as I get dressed. I ask him who he is and where we are going but he ignores me and says that I need my identifaction and passport. I resist leaving my apartment but the man says that I am in danger if I stay and that he is taking me somewhere safe. I demand to know why I should trust him and he says that there are some gangsters on their way to kidnap me because they think I know the location of the Eagle Crest and that they will torture me to get the location of it. I ask the man how I am supposed to know if I can trust him or not but he ignores me again, grabs my arm and drags me downstairs to his car waiting behind the building. I know he has a gun so I don't want to piss him off and just obey.

As we are in his car and pulling out of the apartment complex driveway, a car pulls up to the front of the building and several large, burly looking men in dark suits and wearing sunglasses get out and start toward the apartment. One of them looks our way and they seem to recognize either me or the man I am with because he begins shouting and the other men begin running our way, pulling out guns and pointing them in our direction. The blond man speeds out of there and down the street as fast as he can, even as the gangsters start shooting in our direction. The blond man ignores the traffic lights and roadsigns and races through the streets at top speed but soon the dark car is behind us and we are followed all the way out of Montreal. We speed and weave through traffic and eventually seem to lose our pursuers. I ask my kidnapper where we are going and he says New York City. I begin crying because I am scared and the man says that I should not be afraid because none of this is my fault and that he is just trying to protect me. I say I still don't know if I can trust him or not, and he asks me to open the glove compartment which I do. Inside is a large silver coloured hand gun and he asks me to take it. I protest because I have never held a gun before, let alone use one, and he says that it is for my protection and that he will tell me how to use it.

Shortly after giving me instructions on how to use the gun and telling me to hide it in my bag, the blond man loses control of his car when we are rear ended by the dark car filled with gangsters that has suddenly caught up with us. The car skids out of control and comes to a stop in a ditch and before the blond man can reach for his own gun, several of the gangsters open fire through the driver's side window and he is struck several times. I am pulled kicking and screaming from the passenger side and dragged over to the gangster car and forced into the trunk. My bag is still hanging over my side and the gangsters do not search through it. It is hot and cramped in the trunk and we drive for a long time. I do not know how long but it is dark by the time the goons stop at a motel and finally let me out of the trunk. They let me go to the bathroom in the motel room and I lock myself in and cry for a while. Eventually they bash the door down and force me to come out. None of the gangsters talk to me at first, but one tries to get me to tell him the location of the Eagle Crest by saying that they will let me go immediately if I tell them where it is. I say that I don't know and that it was stolen when the museum I was interning at was broken into. This is the answer I give many time when they press the same question many times in different ways. Eventually they give up and let me fall asleep on one of the beds.

I wake up at some point in the night and without moving myself much to alert them to my wakened state I try to see were the goons are. Two are sleeping on chairs by the window and I cannot determine the location of the third, but the fourth is laying on the other motel bed with his pants pulled down and masterbating to a pornographic film playing on the television. I am using my bag as a pillow and I can feel the outline of the gun under my head, but I still lay motionless, fearful to alert the gangster who is still awake that I too am conscious. I close my eyes with the intention of waiting for the guy to fall asleep but just then the gangster that I could not locate comes out of the bathroom and jokes with the other guy that they should rape me while I am sleeping. The other guy thinks that is a great idea and rolls off of his bed and on top of me. I scream and struggle and try to reach for the gun but I am dragged out of its reach by the two goons who pull me to the end of the end and start ripping my clothes off of me. My screams awaken the other two gangsters and they fight off the would be rapists and remind them that I am not to be harmed until "the Boss" can speak to me.

The goons start arguing and even fistfighting and I am able to grab my bag and lunge at the door. One of the gangsters grabs my legs and pulls me to the floor, as the other three goons take no notice and continue fighting amounst themselves, and while the guy who has me struggles to hold my logs with both arms, my hands are free and I pull the gun out of my bag, unlock the safety and stoot the guy holding me squarely in the forehead. The other three gangsters stop fighting and stand stunned for a second as I scramble out of the dead man's grasp and for the door. The gangsters simutaneously reach for their steel and I am sure that I am dead when the motel room door is kicked in and a hail of machine gun bullets rips into the bodies of the remaining gangters and cuts them down where they stand.

I look up and see the blond haired man from before standing there holding two mini tommi guns, blood from his own gunshot wounds all over his shirt and a trickle of blood out of his mouth. He is backlit from headlights in the parking lot and looks enraged as he stands there and stares down the bloody corpses of my kidnappers. His expression softens when he sees that I am alright and I don't know how he survived being shot several times but he takes me away from there and we continue drivng down the highway - I assume to New York City, but I am not sure because I cannot remember anything more from this dream other than that the blond man reveals that Prof. Alberts organized both the robbery and my kidnapping and was "the Boss" behind the whole mess. He also revels what the Eagle Crest is and why it is important (it is magic or something?) but I cannot remember exactly what the details were now.

6/13/2011

Woke up at around 2:40-ish A.M. I'm going to start with the most recent dream recall. I was practicing the DEILD method to engage into the dream. I told myself "When I wake up, I will not move a muscle." I kept repeating this to my self (yeah I know, it's a mix of MILD method because I was repeating a phrase over and over). Anyway. I imagine myself in my room at night, but I think instead of me actually spinning, I was still laid down in my bed, but it was with resting on my stomach. So what I did, I knew I had my eyes open in this dream, NOT reality. So I did a spin as if I was Madara Uchiha, who would utilized a space-time jutsu to transport anyone or himself to another area. I felt myself spinning. But I didn't do another reality check to see if I could breath through my nose. Anyway, I got up, saw like two X's on a switch to the left of me, (I have two doors that lead to my closet, like either one will take you to the other side of the narrow pathway of the closet). That felt weird to have those two X's. And I think I heard a voice that said to (not to sure what they said specifically) be careful. Here I thought, "Okay something is up." (I should look for more details of my room in the dark lol). Anyway, I open the door to leave my room, and funny thing is, I put a slipper near the door so it wouldn't SHUT COMPLETELY. In this dream, I didn't even FEEL the slipper, not see itself manifest in front of me. Note this was night still in the dream. So I opened the door, which will put me in a narrow pathway to walk a bit forward to enter my parents door, or the other way to go to the mini room that would lead to a door for going into the garage (or out I should say lol). At that same time, I think I saw the attic open, (there should've been a ladder if it was open, and MAN why wasn't I aware of that :/ ) and some random NINJA comes down. I try not to freak out, but I was in the moment of trying to quickly cool the tension. I realized, if this mother freaking ninja came in the attic, that would be physically impossible for ANYONE to do, especially since our alarm system would've initiated and scream like a bitch!). So I try to get my leg up, which I did, and it came closer to me, I got SHIT SCARED when it came closer. This is when I think I woke up after that lol (I think randomly saying MANGEKYOU SHARINGAN (sorry if I get that name wrong Naruto extreme fanboys, I watch Naruto too, but don't have time to spell the kekei genkai right lol)). I woke up, but I didn't move that much, and tried to remember the dream, and I swear I recalled that dream pretty well, ESPECIALLY for the two X's (dark X's) on the switch, or door handle (couldn't remember which one it really was). But I couldn't go into that dream, then I realize, I HAD ANOTHER DREAM BEFORE THAT! It started to manifest itself to me quickly! But it didn't initiate, I knew I was conscious with my eyes closed. As I quickly remembered some aspects, I believe I was in that same dream I just remembered, only a bit altered. Someone behind me, while I was walking into the school I graduated from. And I think someone (maybe my mom, I'm not to sure because I didn't look behind) was apparently mocking how I would drop the F-bomb (maybe because I watched "HOT IN CLEAVLAND" in the afternoon before I slept?) Anyway, yeah they mocked me for a little while, I think I told them to shut up, but I didn't do any reality checks, I just let everything run its course (since this was an imagination while awake I think But with my eyes closed). Now as I'm typing this, I recall (IN REALITY) telling my mother beforehand to NOT WAKE ME UP, and she responded "Why would I do that?" and yadada, it was a short convo lol. Then later, I heard her say, "Are you awake?" but I didn't move at all, because I would've seen the light if I tilted my head to the left (remember I put a slipper near the door so it wouldn't close completely (what's funny is that I was so bitchy to my mother of leaving space on my door so it wouldn't shut all the way lol; should use that for a reality check as well xD) After recalling the dream with the ninja, and the one with school, I was like "Screw this" and woke up with my eyes open, I was back into reality, and I tried to close my eyes again and repeat the mantra while going back to sleep).

Now to tell you the other dream I had before this, I'm not to sure of this one, but I knew I was experiencing some shit (I think I was even semi-lucid). Okay, I was going to school (no one is behind me mocking me, like I said in the prior declaration of someone saying the F-bomb at me (remember? Scroll up a little if you can't remember (HOT IN CLEAVLAND)). I was sitting down, and all I could remember was this dude who was Caucasian whore a white suit with a purple shirt (I believe, probably because that's the color of the High School I graduated from) and white pants too I think. So I sit near this guy some for some reason. And I think going to respond or socialize with him while sitting down in that position with my back bent a little with my hands folded (you know what I mean?). And I remember myself saying "What's up?" or something like that (SEMI-LUCID??!?!?!?!) And the dude responds in awe, and you know how people say "Thissssssssssss guyyyyyyyyyyy" (like they did something stupid right?) So he proceeded to talk to his other friend I believe, and some GIRL too I think. I don't know which started talking to her, but they were talking pretty DIRTY lol. I believe they were talking if she had her private parts shaved or something like that. (I believe I just let the dream take it's course on that). Then I see some staff member (I believe), she was pretty old I think, and a bit large (you know those old women who are a bit over sized). I was looking at her, but I couldn't recall her visage, but I could remember she said something like "Sorry, you'll have to wait a bit longer." or "Sorry, maybe another time." And that's all I could remember. I probably drove to the school (or got someone to drive me there), but other than that, that's all I remember lol. (Now it's about 3:21 A.M when I'm ending this entry on my NOTEPAD before I paste to my Dream Journal).

6/11/2011 to 6/12/2011 (Maybe)

I was in Tennis Class I believe in a school I used to go to (Cypress Lakes High School). We were going to practice a little bit, I knew I would suck because I haven't played tennis for months. I was paired up to play with a girl I knew from that team, and we were practicing our serves. I was up of course, but I didn't recall any of them on the other side of the court. I threw up the ball (normally I was pretty good at doing kick serves and slice serves before), and the ball completely went the other way on the court. Then another dream fragment I believe was that my assistant principal came to tell me that I was going to have to get a tardy. IT LOOKED LIKE HER, but now as I'm typing this, it may have been someone else. But either way, I realized, "WHY WOULD THEY BOTHER TO TELL ME THAT I WOULD GET A TARDY FOR BEING LATE?!?!?" I mean, I know that I was one of the first people to dress quickly and get out on the courts faster than everyone else, so it bothered me. BUT I COULD NOT GATHER THE ability to do a reality CHECK!! Anyway, I saw her looking at me, not in a freaky creepy way, but one of those looks that was going to inform you on something. (Also when I was serving, I think I could've sense me throwing up the ball to hit it, but eh...) Yeah, I even think I saw her holding a paper, but I'm not to sure, because I didn't rub my hands or do some other method of reality checks. I was so sad when I woke up, because I thought I didn't have a dream in the first place, I remembered while brushing my teeth I think haha. Then I think I had another dream (probably before this one) that I was going on Facebook. And you know how people tag you in a certain album, well it was school pictures. And this dude I knew (who I know jokes a lot), made a comment on me. Normally I would've laughed at it, but I took it so seriously lol. I don't know what happened after that because again, I thought I didn't have dreams when I woke up, so that de-motivation probably eliminated most of that dream fragment lol.

6/10/2011

I had several random bits of dreams occurring after another. The last I remember is someone being in one of those cheap romance movie where there is VERY bad Voice acting, and I see myself shaking hands or doing a group "let's put our hands together" as if we were the power rangers or some nonsense.

Then after we proceeded to walk, I believe I had to go to the bathroom. I believe this phenomena occurred before said dream. I was searching which toilet to do my business (Number #1 Mind you), but this dude took the BEST one in there, which had a covered side to his right.

So I keep looking for the right urinal to use, and then some other dude was using it. Both were Asian, the first being one I knew at Mayde Creek High School, and the other is just random, but he seemed to be a mix of two Asian people I knew of in middle school. When I finally found a toilet (not a urinal this time), after shifting through each door, believing there HAD to be a toilet to use, I finally found one!


It was the ONLY one I realized was manifest to me, and the left side of that last bathroom scene was faded. I proceeded to do my business, and two people were watching me from the SIDE, not the front.

Either way, I'm thinking that these people aer invading my PRIVACY. From my view of doing my business, my penis seemed to be erect while peeing out, which didn't go so well. It went FULL HADOOKEN STYLE and went like 90 miles per hour or something like that haha.


Then some got on my mouth, and chin, and I was like "What the heck?". Suddenly I have this epoch of disgust with me and I'm in ANOTHER environment, and people seem to be laughing at me because I had my urine in my mouth. And some random girl was panicking as if me being covered in urine on my chin and near my mouth was a big deal.

So I wanted to "SHUT UP" or something of the worth to just let her know a piece of my mind. But she made it even more difficult, and we were suddenly outside some environment, all I could remember was chasing this girl up some red carpet-lookish like stage that was a bit higher than normal. I think I was trying to stop this girl from crying, then this lady who was dark-skinned like the girl, was an adult I believe I've seen recently whom I never talked to.


The last dream I had, there was this girl I never talked to. It could've been my dream guide, but she was just staring at me (somewhat serious but I just couldn't TELL :/ ). Anyway, that moment faded to another phenomena, and apparently some dude had a BAD happy ending when he was rejected by someone, and I'm thinking "Lol wtf is this?"

Then I remember cheering this guy up, and some other dude came along (Which is back to the dream I stated in the first sentences before the bathroom and the two asians). And we do all of what the first sentences I put said until to the point we were doing a group "BROS BEFORE HOES" hand formation, I think haha. So now we're in this hall, and I'm asking these guys if they ever heard of Donnie Yen, a popular Asian martial artist who has made several movies.

Then when one of them turned around, you guessed it...it was an asian I think I knew (I have NOTHING against Asians okay? :3 Without them, where would super duper happy fun time be right?) ANYWAY, back to the randomness, I feel as if I'm telling all this in a random order, believing that I'm going the right path as I'm explaining it to you so much (which might be bad, but it's freaking 2:14 AM in the morning, and I can still attempt to go back to the dream).

So I now recall being in this FANCY dining hall, following these people (I think), and it's some of the people I know from this school I moved to after Mayde Creek High School. I see this girl sitting and smiling as she's looking over something. She was blondish, I believe her name was Ashely, a girl I sat with a few other girls with at this school I graduated from.

And that's just it I believe. I wake up to reality I believe, BUT I try my best to QUICKLY CLOSE my eyes and be still as possible (WILD I believe, and sorry if I mess up with the acronyms, I still have to indulge into their full meaning, just so many (well not really, I'm just thinking it's hard) to think of.I did a Reality check to see if my hands were the same as before I went to dreaming, it looked the same.


Then I held my nose with my right hand, couldn't breathe, so I figured I was back to reality. I got my laptop (which boots up pretty quickly for me to do this journal) and start typing these dreams away, and I start to do ANOTHER Reality check by holding my nose, still couldn't breathe (said face is sad right now) BUT I WILL NOT GIVE UP!



Woke up 4:35 AM, this time, I knew I was bloody dreaming, but I just couldn't manifest enough competence to rub my hands or just USE MY CONSCIOUSNESS! I remember watching the news, ABC 13 Eyewitness News for that matter, and some funny stuff was happening on that channel. First off, there was this Asian weatherman (I don't know what it is with me and Asians, but I have NO problem with that lol) and this guy was SO INTO REPORTING THE WEATHER MAN.

He had like an assistant, who I believe was BLONDE. THe Asian guy was wearing, (Wait, now that I think about it, they WASN'T ASIAN!) It was actually a guy on channel 13 that would come about NOON. you know, the news that occurs before the soap operas like Bold and the Beautiful came on. HE had gray hair, I believe he is an anchorman, but somehow he was the weather man. He wore a professional suit (of course), but it was a little big for him.

It was like he was doing the Michael Jackson "Don't Stop Till you Get enough" style of wearing, but NOT necessarily dancing like him, or becoming any sort of manifestation of him. Like two ends on the bottom of his suit were a little bit more curved and expanded. Probably because he was declaring speech as if he was a Asian who was in a gameshow (you know PLACE YO BETS NOW!!! BANZAI!!!!) and a mix of William Shatner's rapid and odd movement (You know when he's bending down, then suddenly fifty feet to the right doing some pose while he's talking).

I'll let that mentality crawl into you people's mind for a while.........OKAY moving.....He was doing a weather review on Australia, SERIOUSLY? AUSTRALIA? Anyway, with his assistant, he talked about the demographics of Australia, then the blond assistant was marking something on the screen, you know, like when they do those circles to show you where there's heavy rain activity or something. But she was drawing a think black line I could barely see. I don't know if it was the north of the South side image of Australia she was doing, but I THINK it was the north.

But I shouldn't assume...bad idea there. But it's as if there's some kind of DREAM SIGN, or maybe I'm just being paranoid about why I was see an image of Australia in the news. ESPECIALLY FOR ONE THAT'S REALLY FOR TEXAS LOL. Anyway, back to that anchorman who is a bit too HAPPEH FAIS. His mouth was making that "O" formation, as if he had to poop or was stub his toe on something. He was pumping his fists (I think), and then somehow, this blond assistant (I couldn't get a reasonable image of her visage), then somehow zoomed the T.V. in, and all I could see where hands. It's as if it where HER HANDS.

(DREAM GUIDE MUCH?!?!?!!?) Anyway, she was drawing lines on the odd piece of Australia, like she went super max zoom, but this stuff was still visible! It was like watching 1080p HD rocks of Australia that were VERY SMALL if zoomed out. Then after a while, it started to become a commercial. Like the ADULT SWIM COMMERCIAL, you know? With them using their black background and white text and saying some random stuff, but the background wasn't black, I think it was still light blue-ish, and I think it was still the zoomed in view of very small parts of Australia.

The Anchorman (not the assistant) was saying some random crap I couldn't comprehend or remember, but I just saw hands moving for a while ( I think).

THEN I'm watching more news, the same Eyewitness 13 channel. But it seemed to be in a more earlier time than the noon one. I think it was the EARLY EARLY team, (you know, Tom, Sharron, CASEY CURRY) WAIT CASEY CURRY IS BLONDE, A BLONDE WAS DOING THE WEATHER FOR THIS ANCHORMAN...HOLY CRAP HOLY CRAP. I THINK IT WAS CASEY CURRY WHO WAS DOING IT!!!! Because as I was watching some random facade of a news anchorman ( A different one from the super duper fun time/William Shatner mix), I heard her voice.

And you know those little mishaps in the news where you could here one of the staff members speaking in the back, like the microphone was somewhat set on them while you could hear the anchorman's voice that was louder than theirs? You get what I mean? Like when one news reporter was listening to what Children wanted to say to her, and when she said "We'll be right back," they pan to a black screen for a while, and she said the F word (but she was 1/4 from saying it until a commercial that said NICE CATCH!!! came on lol) It Was like that, and I apologize if you're mixing that in with Casey Curry lol, just giving you some of the randomness I was seeing.

Yeah in the back, (with the anchorman's voice still talking a bit louder), Casey Curry was talking some negative STUFF man! I thought she was those happy-looking people! I didn't necessarily see her visage in the back, just her voice. And I believe she was talking about how the Hispanics (Mexican is what she said) were holding up the traffic? Lol that was random of her to say, but SHOCKING because I know other people (generalization mentality here) would be shocked as well, and I was expecting them to somehow cut that bit out, but her voice kepy going and going and going!

Anyway, back to the super duper Asian fun time guy with the assistant (which I think was Casey Curry, but I just couldn't see her visage still). I think he was advertising Australia's resorts or something, but I didn't see that, I saw light blue-ish white-ish foam, and it was one of the commercials where "YOU BE GOOD NAOI KAY?" (I know, what the heck is wrong with my mind?!?!? Haha) And the guys face started to go into the foam, like he was embracing going in, I don't know if it was my face or his, but a face going into that light blue-ish, white-ish foam.


I think that same moment was the medium for me to enter a different Scene Scenario, which was me being in school, but there were some people I knew THAT DID NOT GO TO THAT SCHOOL (Mayde Creek High School). I even have these people on Facebook, but I will keep those names classified. I was entering some class, and I think the floor was suckable (Lol WHAT THE HECK). It had the foam that I mention before, but I think it was just a flash moment, or just be ASSUMING again. (ugh) Anyways, I think I was told the floor was suckable and tasted sweet. So I believe I proceeded to suck on the floor, it tasted like ice cream (Vanilla perhaps, 1905 Vanilla possibly, because I like that kind of flavor). I DO KNOW THAT I WAS VIEWING THIS IN FIRST PERSON, I just DON'T KNOW if I was lucid at all, but I could feel me sucking on the floor.


(But when you compare that with my actually body, I could probably sense it was my external human body making that sucking sound, but I didn't feel that, or become aware if that was true or not. I just kept sucking this floor to the max, it tasted so GOOD!!!! And I remember two people joining me too!

One girl, one boy. The girl looked pretty nice. Nice visage, probably tied up hair, but it looked long, was a bit brownish, she looked Hispanic, her face was a bit white. But girl was SUCKING THAT SWEET FLOOR as if she finally found some dick for once LOL. She even rolled her tongue and licked that floor, (kinda kinky huh?) Then the dude was behind her sucking on the floor too. I wanted to get closer to this girl, to see if we could "accidentally" lick each other ;D.

But then I was afraid that the dude behind her could be her boyfriend you know? But when I looked at him, I KNEW who this guy was, and (here I am with ASSUMPTIONS AGAIN) that this guy could not have possibly worked his way into a relationship with this beautiful Hispanic girl. Then an image of that SAME GUY, who was a model for some new clothes fashion. It was like those POLO SHIRTS, and it was white with it's collar open, then there was some odd attatchment to it, like the hood of a jacket (Really? A hood on a polo shirt? Talk about Lady Gaga's wardrobe malfunction...) ANYWAY sorry for being a bit off topic there. Yeah the guy was wearing that outfit that was white, it had a blackish stripe near the top of it I believe, and it was like it was a picture. That portrayed itself to me for a few seconds. Then I heard a teacher or someone say "Okay guys..." ( I think), which made us get up. I think these were my Dream Characters obviously, and then they started to leave, so I thought that the bell to go the next class period initiated. I was still in first person view, and I had my backpack with me I believe, but it was open.

Then a teacher that I knew, which was my AP English Lit 4 teacher, (I had several of them when I moved from school to school in real life, but this is the most current one I had before I graduated). She was asking me something, like she wanted something that I probably didn't realize I took. I couldn't get an image of this (because I couldn't rub my hands or spin I think) But I gave something back to her.

She had that surprised look on her face too. (Probably because I was the quiet one in the classroom in reality lol). Anyway, I suddenly find myself running to the next class period, and I saw more dream characters, but they weren't staring at me like creeper style you know? Just people living their lives, doing normal things. Well everyone (students) were rushing to class, these were the students that were about to become tardy. I was one of them apparently, because I was running like AS HARD AS I COULD (I don't a tardY! haha) I believe I was going to my AP ECONOMICS class, but for some reason, I saw a flash (quick flash) of my AP Government teacher's face, which helped me make an assumption that it was my AP GOVERNMENT class I was going to.

I kept running and running, then I saw a few noticeable people. One girl was black, and she was the kind that creeped up on me when I moved to the High School I graduated from. BUT WE WEREN'T IN THE SCHOOL WE WERE IN REALITY. It was MAYDE CREEK HIGH SCHOOL. (With it's greenish looking stair bars. I believe I was near the entrance of the school for visitors and the front office). I was climbing those stairs like there was no tomorrow lol (because I think the tardy bell was going to ring). But it felt as if I was going a bit slow, like my mind wanted to capture a few of the dream characters' faces.

But I didn't make social contact with them. I think I was trying to leap up the stairs (you know jump two steps or even three steps at a time) but everything was still slow! Somewhat slow, because that same girl that creeped up on me, was actually being creeped herself by some random person, I couldn't tell who, because I just saw the back of them as she was mouthing the words "Nonono" lol. Then I started running some more for a few seconds to reach my class, but everything faded.

I couldn't even dream spin or do anything. But then again, this is my second day trying to do a lucid dream. I just have to keep trying!! I do find it funny that my environment was Mayde Creek High School, but the teachers and students I briefly saw obviously belonged in the other school I came to after Mayde Creek High School. SORRY FOR THAT LONG STORY, but I tried to remember as much as I could.

I was playing in a stream that ended with a waterfall into a deep but not very big pool. Two of my sisters were with me. I went over to the waterfall and jumped off into the water. When I came up I turned around and stared up at the waterfall and I thought something like "and overlapping sheets of water cascaded down onto my head as I floated in the deep water at the bottom." I was trying to think of the best way to write it but I wasnt sure why I wanted to write it down.
I wait for my sisters to come down the waterfall but instead they climb down the rocks at the side. I swim over to the edge and then I sudennly realize that I am dreaming.
The first thing I did was tuying to fly. Nothing happened I stayed right there in the water. Well if I cant fly I guess I could try to play blitzball Ive always wanted to do that. Almost as soon as I had the thought though it left my head as I tried to fly again and failed.
"Well even though I dont have any control at least this dream is still lucid and pretty vivid as well so I know I will remember it when I wake up" I thought to myself. As i hung on the rocks around the water the waterfall started to shrink back and disappear. The grass and reeds also started to thin out until they were gone as well. The rocks sank down to below the water level and turned into concrete. The bottom of the water came up to meet where the rocks went down to which was about 2-3 feet deep. The edge of the pool turned into a blue inflated material. I was now in an inflatable kiddie pool. I started to look at the new surroundings and it seemed that I was in Six Flags over Texas and the pool was where a ride should have been. The park was almost completely empty except for people who worked there and just a handful of others. An old man who worked there for some reason came over and told us to get out of the pool. We did and I grabbed my regular clothes which was somehow by the pool. I laughed at how my clothes ended up there even though I knnew that I wasnt anywhere near the place just seconds earlier. As I was standing by the pool an old friend walked up to me and said hi. I thought about how the dream was great because it showed me someone how they used to look. About a year ago irl the girl was trapped in a fire and burned horribly but in the dream she looked like that had never happened. I said something to her about how She wasnt burned and she got mad and walked away.
I walked around a little bit and noticed that the dream changed again. Now I was in like a commercial barn or something and there were cows all over the place and a small workshop to one side. People at the other side were filling bags with a red dust and then putting them into the back of a truck. Through dialouge in the dream I found out tht the red dust was made from cow manure and it didnt smell once it was turned into the dust. I couldnt really test if it smelled or not because everything around me smelled like cows and poop. I just walked around for a while observing until the dream ended.

I dont know how or when the dream ended but when I woke up i wasnt on my bed. There are two beds in my room and I was on the one that I dont sleep on when I went to bed on the one I always go to bed on.

6/9/2011

I had a dream that the #1 of 2011 of a school I've been to invited me to a party. I wasn't too clear of this purpose, but we were talking about it for sure. I also remembered my friend Marisa whom I was talking to. After that, we had the party, but I didn't see them. It seems as if it was my biased thoughts on parties since I would go to adult parties with my parents. There was food, and the most of I can recall of it was cookies, and this party experience was pretty short. Then randomness happened.

I remembered being on a mission with no weapons to use, just hide and run type of a mission, and suddenly, I just came out to a battlefield. I was telling the others on this field to try and shoot me! And with confidence too! But I think I was too fast for them! Then suddenly I was trapped by two soldiers I believe, and was challenged to use some objects that looked like Sok-em Bopper (or whatever you call them). Then some girl I knew from another school was holding my hand after I didn't want to
accept this challenge.

I felt the grip of her hand as she told me a few things and then walked away. After that, I think that was it. xD

I had another dream that I had these sex toys. I'll try to be a bit appropriate but they were mostly for a woman to use for anal and vaginal playing, most likely because of a little fetish for anal I guess, and I'm a male.

But I didn't even touch these things.I could smell the type of lubricant used for the toys for some odd reason, it had that odor you smell from the rubbing alcohol.

I was could feel the possibilities of using these things, but again, I started to see the dream slowly fading away. A parent of mine also found me watching pornography, but they didn't react, they just looked as if it were nothing. I think it was a imbalance of an AMV I watched on youtube on a JaraiyaxTsunade pairing video( I can give the link ---> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnQ152CIFR8 <---) and somehow seeing random ads on pornography (mostly involving hentai) . So I was trying to close these tabs, but they kept coming up when I was watching that same pairing on youtube.

I was trying to see if it was back to normal, only to see several videos of hentai showing up. But then it went back to that pairing, during that epoch of frantic closing and refreshing, my parent left the room haha. Then I remembered I still had the sex toys there, and was willing to try them out, but like I said in the first sentences, the dream faded out and I woke up with an erection.

Then I woke up with an erection, most likely because of the effect of the male REM cycle. And I had this dream AFTER another one this same day! I slept at around 7:00 AM after suggesting my body to wake me up at 6:00 AM (First the first time, and I woke up pretty darn close to it too).

I had another short burst of dreaming before this sex toys one of helping my father with repairing something in the house, and we where below the attic, but I just remembered helping him pick up a few long blocks of wood.

When my mother passed by to give us something to drink, I could see how my father would react to my mother just randomly coming in, like it was annoyed, since we were working. After that, I had the sex toys experience, but I don't know how I transcended from the prior I just explain after the first one. But I did SMELL, which has to be some sense, and I didn't have any kind of rubbing alcohol with me, but I did remember using lotion.

What's funny is that I could smell the lubricant that was alcohol based, I didn't realize I was dreaming, I thought I WAS experiencing the trauma of a parent finding out their child watches porn LOL, but it didn't feel so bad xD.

Hmmm... it seems my most recent dream journal post was lost when Dreamviews was down last night... it's a good thing I keep my own copies!

Battle at Fort Wagner
I am in a forested place, I look around and see that there appears to be a military operation going on there. The terrain is a forest similar to the picture shown here, which is of a typical South Carolina forest, so it seems I am already in the proper position to complete a LPTC task and have some fun doing it. Well, I'm not entirely familiar with how the battle between the 54th regiment and Fort Wagner took place, but hopefully I can create an interesting dream version.

Ok, well first to play some games with confederate soldiers. I find some soldiers in the forest, they seem to be preparing for an attack, most of them are black people… the 54th regiment. I leave them to their preparations and I head towards Fort Wagner, following a map that I have in my mind. I find Fort Wagner standing tall, confederate soldiers manning the defenses… cannons, gun turrets… but it is dark out right now. I change into a small bird and fly right up to and over the outer walls of the fort. I spot a confederate soldier on guard duty in a spot that is fairly isolated, and he looks bored… maybe he would like to play a game.

I have been reading the book It by Stephen King, so the idea of reading his mind to find out what he is most scared of came to mind. His mind is occupied by sex, killing Union soldiers, sex, his belief that black people, like filthy sewer rats, carry disease and he would be infected if he touched one, sex, and he is considering going off to a private spot to jack off because he is horny. Excellent. My inspiration for this game comes straight from It. I land behind one of the tents closest to the outer wall and transform back to my normal form, dressed in sexy lingerie. I peek out from behind the tent and catch his eye. He can hardly believe what he sees. I beckon him over with sexy gestures. I can see that he instantly has a hard-on… which he follows without question.

The man comes around the corner and now he sees me naked, I look at him, he has a clear hard-on, I tell him he had better let that out before it just explodes. He starts fumbling with his pants. The tent beside us is empty, so I crawl through an opening in the side, beckoning the man to follow, how about I start him off with a blowjob? When he gets into the tent, however, the naked woman is gone. All he finds is an old black guy, or really more of a zombie.

I have transformed into a black zombie, with pieces of flesh rotting off of me and a foul odor of decay coming off of me in waves. He tries to scramble backwards from me, repeating "What the fuck?!" Who am I? Name's Bob… didn't he want his blowjob? Old Bob will give you a blowjob. Bob will do it any time for just a dime, 15 cents for overtime! He says to stay away from him, calling me a foul disgusting rotten nigger, he's trying to leave the tent. I grab hold of his leg, the rot on my hand is spreading onto his leg, just as his fear said it would. There is a wet spot on his pants. I laugh at that, asking if he's going to shit himself next. He is trying to call out for help, he can't seem to find his voice. Rot and decay are consuming his body, he tries to kick me with his free foot. His foot is too rotted and it falls off. Now he finally manages to scream, I'm not sure if it is fear or pain, but it is loud. The foul odor of shit is coming off of him… he shit his pants! I tell him he is full of shit, then crawl over him to leave the tent through the hole I entered through. This makes his body completely decay. Outside, other soldiers have gathered. They are staring at the zombie in front of them. Some of them shoot… others stand dumb… Keeping with my theme, I grow giant bat wings and fly up into the sky before turning around and opening up with Vegeta's Final Flash, a blast of energy that leaves the fort as a smoking crater. The soldiers of the 54th regiment have responded to that explosion, and are emerging from the trees to see the smoking crater. I leave a flag in the center of the crater proclaiming the Union victory before disappearing and waking up.



Hogwarts Martial Arts Tournament
MoSh and I are at Hogwarts for the final round of the martial arts portion of the Tri-School Wizard Tournament. The first thing I find out is that I have been disqualified from the final round due to inappropriate conduct in an earlier round, apparently having something to do with a fight I don't remember between Nomad and me where things got a bit out of hand… something about ripping Nomad apart… MoSh, however, still has his final round going up against another guy from one of the other schools, I don't recognize the other guy from the books. I am figuring MoSh might be interested in seeing some details of this, so I watch the match and try to remember as many details as I can. The other guy is named Matthew. One point worth noting is that both of them strictly used martial arts moves rather than magic or powers, perhaps it was meant to keep the match more even?

MoSh starts with an outside leg kick. He then blocks Matthew's kick and answers with a straight right punch. Matthew tries to get off a high kick to MoSh's head, but MoSh easily blocks that. This leaves Matthew off balance and wide open for MoSh's next attack, which knocks Matthew flat on his ass. Matthew tries to sweep MoSh's legs and misses, MoSh throws a kick at Matthew, who rolls out of the way and to his feet. MoSh meets Matthew as he is getting back to his feet with a combo involving an uppercut followed immediately with a kick. Matthew catches MoSh's leg but can't do anything with it. MoSh does an interesting looking jump and somehow manages to kick the guy in the head with his other foot, knocking Matthew to the ground. Matthew stands up quickly, but eats a knee, a big flying knee to the face from MoSh, and he drops down again. Matthew rolls clear of MoSh and stands, trying to unleash a combo from the side. Epic fail. Only one of his punches lands before MoSh unloads with rapid punches and one final hard punch that sends Matthew out of the ring. MoSh wins.

Slept !2:00 AM
Woke 6:00 AM

I am outside in the beautiful Florida weather with my grandparents. They are annoying like usual, and are resting on beds outside in the middle of a street. They ask me, "What are you doing?" I tell them that I am about to go to school. Then I say, "Fuck high school, I'm going to the University of Miami!" I start walking down the road, and in about 5 seconds, I am by the University of Miami. I see that today is orientation because many people are walking up this giant hill to the school with bags of luggage. While we are walking, I hear the song, Aliens Exist by Blink 182. I look for my roommate, but can't find him. I see my friend S.V. walking by, and I say hi to him. He completely ignores me and continues to walk. I say hi again and he doesn't acknowledge me. I see another friend, Alexei, and I say hi to him. He starts talking to me casually about a bunch of stuff. Very friendly person.. Someone next to me sees the head of orientation who is on top of a slope about 1,000 ft away, and asks, "Hey, are we supposed to listen to what you have to say." Immediately, the entire group of about 500 people stop and see what he has to say. The orientation guy responds, "Nah we can do that later, for now just go to your dorm and drop everything off." I magically teleport to a street and see this blonde preppy kid. I say whats good? and he starts telling me a story about how a cop pulled him over and asked him for money. The blonde kid says, "I told him I had two quarters and two pennies." When he said that, I picture the incident in my mind and see the two pennies and two quarters in the cup-holder of his car. The cop says, "Where'd you get that money from?" The kid says, "Some Spiritual guy." I start cracking up.

Then I awoke

At my house when it started to flood. I put my bag high, some fat guy was on my couch. My mon came in and shouted. She told me to put my bag up although it already was. Figured the sprinkler caused the flood.

Lost this DJ in the crash, so I will post notes:

Stopped on road
Cooler box
Milk and liquifruit
My mom and aunt
Mildk spills

My history teacher shouted at me for something. Later she came and apologised, but I was naked in my room. She came up to me and hugged me as I was naked. Then next moment she was naked too. . .

There was a dream that kept repeating so I thought I was dreaming because I thought that I just saw it. So there was this one guy who was supposed to run up the hill and kick my ass, but since I was lucid this time, he didn't. I threw a bag over his head and went ninja on his ass non-stop. But he still didn't die.

Me R, R and J were chilling on a bridge on the highway. SOme guy was stuck and couldn't cross the road so we just sat and watched him. We spoke alot about roads

Fat hobbit boy was walking around our school and he was dressed as santa.