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I am outside a ruined building (possibly the Colosseum). There are some smaller constructions in front of me (a miniature tower and a piece of wall). My friends break them accidentally and replace them.
I go to the place from where they got the replacements. There is a (statue of?) a huge man who I know as the Emperor (I remember seeing him (or a statue of him, or him turned into a statue) with no head). I've seen him also in my other dreams (possibly the same place as this one).
The next thing I remember is being at the ruined building. At least now it is not the Colosseum. I Buzz Lightyear and fly to the other side of the clearing. I go inside the building. The Emperor is there, in the form of a snake. He is enraged and hissing at me, because he thinks I'm going to take his place as the Emperor (because of the statue thing). I assume him I'm not going to take his place. He calms down a little bit. His assistant arrives and leaves with him. I jump off the window (I'm at the second floor), straight towards the ground. I turn my fall into a swoop just in the last second before hitting the ground. I fly outside the building (it is a square building with at least two floors and some towers and a square clearing in the middle). The Emperor gives me and some others invisible slingshots. There are some creatures we have to shoot at with them. I go into an impossible position, hanging between a door and the building's wall. I start shooting at the creatures (I can't remember what they looked like). I don't seem to hit them (the ammunition is also invisible, I even can't feel the slingshot), but they start to complain about someone shooting at them. They even look straight at me. A friend of mine appears. I start shooting at her too, but she doesn't notice it. I fly on top of the building. I stay there for a while and jump off the roof, shooting with the slingshot. Once again I barely prevent myself from hitting the ground. I fly to my friend. She tells me her mom, though she is mentally ill, is also a Chosen One. Her mom appears and leaves. I go after her. I go round a corner and almost run into her. I back up several steps, while she follows me. I ask her for advice in being the Chosen One. She looks very old, old enough to be my friend's grandmother, rather than her mother. I can't remember correctly what she answered.
The dream gets mixed up with Eragon (in which magic is used by uttering words of the ancient language). She tells me they teach us youngsters wrong words. Then she starts speaking out an ancient poem with lots of words in it that haven't been used in hundreds of years. He takes me into a temple. There are lots of people in there. Where the altar would be, there is an ancient man, someone even older than the woman with me, lying in a hammock, which is held by assistants. We go to him. The woman tells me he is the father of the current pope, who is at least 300 years old, so the father is even older. The pope is not doing his duties well enough and as long as he remains the pope his father must take care of the pope's duties and for that he is way too old (pretty confusing). I take the hammock's other end and someone with me takes the other. I look at the ancient man as the woman explains me something. I say that he's quite heavy. The woman tells me he's four metres tall. He certainly isn't that tall but very tall indeed (over two metres). I bow and we leave. At the door I bow again and the people in the room applaud. We leave the building and the woman runs of in a superhuman speed. I follow her, but we run (and fly?) at same speeds so she keeps her distance of about ten metres from me. I realize she doesn't want me following her so I stop.
I see my brother and my cousin playing a star wars game. My view shifts into the game. Now I'm again in the temple, but this time theres nobody or nothing in it. I have a double-bladed violet lightsaber. Darth Maul comes at me, but he doesn't attack me. Mace Windu is behind me. We attack him. Soon I abandon my lightsaber and start using the Force and my hands. After some minutes I win him. The dream ends. So basically I had lucid powers because I thought I was the Chosen One.

I also had a lucid dream where I was playing the piano. The room was dark so I really couldn't see the piano. First I started playing an etude to check if the piano is in tune. The piece sounded correct, even though I started it about an octave too high. Next I tried Chopin's second nocturne. It didn't sound good so I started the piece over. This time I managed to play a few measures. The dream was very clear, I actually thought that I would wake up at any moment and that I also move my real body. Conclusion: playing an instrument in dreams is possible, but you'll really have to focus on what you're doing.

This is my first official dream in my dream journal. My dream recall isn't exactly strong, so I plan on focusing on strengthening my recall in the next couple weeks.

12/18/20 - Snowy Fortress

My dream began when I was in an area that I identified as Antarctica. I wasn't within my own body, but watching myself as though from overhead. I also recall that the dream was similar to a video game. I recognized a couple themes: Metroid, a bit of Borderlands, and an espionage-like feel.

The dream started with a character I identified as a girl named Sam. She had really long blonde hair and was wearing a blue jumpsuit (thus Metroid). She, two other individuals that I never saw, and I broke our way out of a prison / base. I think it might of been from Inception. Sam knew where we were and what we were supposed to be doing, but I decided to go off on my own (despite disagreement from the heads-up display).

I broke off from the three others and jumped off the cliff nearby. Sam was extremely displeased and voiced this through the radio to me. I realized that I had to do some sort of collection quest in order to return to the group. I looked to my right and found a Jeep and got in it. I drove through the snow and reached a kind of valley. I found and ran over both a goblin and a bunch of rocks that were housing some creatures, and then I got out and picked up something from the ground. I know it was supposed to complete my quest, but I can't remember what it was.

I left the canyon and then began driving alongside the cliffs. I remember the terrain was jagged along the cliffs, and that there were plateaus right up against them. I started to follow them and then I woke up to my alarm.

This isnt the first time Ive become lucid, but its definitly the longest Ive been lucid in a dream..

The moment I became lucid, I was on a nice, quiet suburban street (much like the street a few of my friends live together on)

There were a lot of cars, but no people. I became ecstatic at the idea of being in a dream. Everything started to black out - so I stared at my hands to regain lucidity. It seemed to work.

I decided to test out some powers I might be able to harness - I attempted to run, and eventually kept going faster until I reached superspeed, but the dream started to fade out, so I stopped.

My mind (due to low-lucidity) started to wonder, although I was still aware. I started to think about Space and the stars (a topic Im really interested in exploring in my dreams) and focussed on a stone that was on the footpath - Everything turned black except the stone, which turned into a distant star, and I begun soaring towards the star through space at astronomical speeds.

I slowed down and stopped in space. In complete awe at the solar system I was travelling through, I got too excited and woke.

That, was my most recent, and most interesting lucid dream.

I hope to have many more and evolve a lot of the themes I experienced!

Harry Potter wants to watch some Harry Potter

Me Nomad and Harry are in some field. We decide to take Harry to watch a harry potter movie from another dimension. We teleport to a theater and I am all excited. "I can't wait to see this again" I say, but i am distracted by seeing someone i know.

A friend from high school is being chased around by a short woman holding onto him. He frantically wants her to go away. He runs outside and then walks in a moment later hand in hand with a different girl... his proper gf.

A man walks into the lobby and stares at me. I walk over to him and he hands me a stone. He says "go back to Spencer," As I wake up. (the woman, who tells EVERYONE that she likes me, but when I am around she ignores me and acts too cool for me when I talk to her.)

Asuka Barn... lol

I'm in a large field in my inner world with Asuka. I want to stay with her but she orders me to look inside the barn. I ask why she won't go with me. She says Just go in and I'll understand.

I go in and find it's a place that me and Asuka use to go to a lot. on the higher up parts all my clothes are neatly folded. I see she found my missing shoe and placed it there! I find a tape playing machine. I press play... and It's asuka singing to a kind of anime rock/pop backing. The songs are about me and her, and our love. I started welling up in tears... not sad.. but happy ones. she put this together for me so that i could remember something nice about her, which hasn't been happening much lately.

More Asuka singing

i'm drifting off again and I hear Asuka singing in my dream. She's saying "keep holding on, keep holding on,"

many thanks asuka

My alarm went off this morning to wake me up. I heard it in my dream. I looked at the clock.

3:33

Who the hell is calling me at 3:33 am! I thought as I woke up.

It was my cel phone alarm. It was 6:30 am.

So, my dream started out with me and my wife and a friend, don't remmeber who walking down a street I had a paper rout one called cass street. at the end of the street, there was what i percieved a haunted house but when we went inside, and walked in the front door, you got in the building by sliding down a huge inflatable slide. we did, i don't remember doing it but did. I then walked around fo ra while and realized i was dreaming, I was kind of amazed at the realisim of all my dream charecters and how they seemed to interact perfectly with their environment.

I then thought " i have to find a mirror" i went into a bathroom and tried to stick my hadn through the mirror. I failed. all i could feel was the mirror. I then decided to try again. I got in but don't remember it and It made me lose my lucidity. it sucks

I then remmeber leaving and trying to find my wife because she left eearlier then me

Method: DILD
Recall: average
Lucid Ability:8
Vividness: Average
Dream Length:Average

I was watching something about some basketball player who was died. I think they were showing highlights. I remember telling who ever I was with that I knew someone who was just as fast as that guy.

scene change

I'm in this room with my friends D, A, D and D and and maybe some more random DCs. Theres also this Asian girl there. I've never been in this room before. It's long has several arch shaped windows with blinds. tvs, light brown carpeting...the cheap kind like they use at schools. None of this is adding up. I'm near this black refrigerator having a conversation with her. There just seemed to be something odd that stood out about her. She had on a peach tank top and white shorts. She had wavy brown hair to about the middle of her back, and it had a couple of blonde streaks. I don't know what we were doing, but I do remember asking her questions. I asked her name twice, and I think she said it was "Chadra", and she told me it meant "peace" or "river". We ended up having sex in front of everyone, and I knew it had to be a dream.

After that I started testing out things. Making the blinds rise and fall, and flip. Shooting energy blasts, and making the antenna's that were sticking out from the tv's in there collapse. I think I flew around there as well. I remember something about telling myself to make sure I document everything, like I was going to come back there. The people who were in that room kept changing from time to time. Various DC's that seemed pretty intelligent.

Its been awhile since I've written in this things, I blame finals (which are now over woohoo!)

I only really remember my last dream of the night. The world was like minecraft, really blocky with high terrain relief but the branches of trees were actually branches and not blocks. I had just stolen a diamond nugget and a diamond bar from a DC who had created a house in this area. I was running and he was chasing me. I found a hut and tried to hide inside but he came in and we began to fight. My blows were so slow and weak that he just laughed them off. That was when I thought of how ridiculous the situation was, that my fists were traveling through the air so slowly, and became lucid. Ignoring everything else, I immedietly took a knee and examined my hand to simultaneously RC and stabilize the dream. It worked... to a point. The dream seemed very unstable, and fearful of losing it while I was just trying to stabilize it, I got up and started looking around for things to do. I was pretty excited, but didn't destabilize the dream further from that! Now at this point the dream actually faded to blackness and I opened on RL eye. I was on my side in my room. I was initially disappointed but then realized that I could still move around my dream body. I shut my eyes again and began rubbing my still functional dream hands together. I pictured a rolling desert hill scene and it appeared in my mind's eye like a postcard, lots of blackness around it. I took my dream body and ran forward leaping into the frame. And just like that, I was flying. Some machine was flying ahead of me. I jerked my arms forward to boost forward, did barrel rolls, skimmed the desert surface. It was amazing. The dream again began to collapse around me. I allowed it to. Once again I was in my room, but it again didn't feel right. The lighting was nighttime and not morning which it had been a few minutes ago. I leaped out of bed and noticed a few DC's milling about in my room. Yup, definitely still in a dream.

I was so stoked, I actually noticed the large mirror in my room and decided to take a look in it. I was a little surprised at what I saw, just a clear, slightly older version of me. My hair was longer and I had a few scars, but besides that, it was me. No horrible nether monsters, or blurry image. Turning around I decided to summon a DC. And that I did, a very cute pink haired girl (I didn't explicitly imagine anyone in particular but that's how it happened). She got out of the capsule that had appeared in my when I summoned her... and she promptly climbed into my bed. There was another chatterbox DC in my bed who wouldn't shut her mouth so I tried out a technique to make her disappear. I stood at a distance and used my hands to cover her from my field of vision. When I removed my hands, she was gone. Store! I climbed into my bed with the summoned DC girl and we just kinda lay there, her in my arms a few minutes. It was pretty cool but I could feel the dream destabilizing further. My vision blackened and my RL eyes opened with me in my RL bed. No need for a reality check, this was real.

I wasn't even disappointed waking up! That was my longest and most productive LD to date! I spent a few minutes to recall my experience and then jumped on here to share.

Without the need to read this entire post here's a synopsis of what i accomplished in lucid state:
Flying, looking in a mirror, summoning a DC, concious RL to LD transition, making an unwanted DC disapear

I was surfing the internet, when I got "Inbox [1]" notification. I've got totally distracted and I opened the message. The message was from the institute of art and it said that they found donor, some woman. I have no idea for what. Also, there was annotation that I am supposed to visit them.

I went there and the institute looked like some monumental building, but I was distracted by some paintings of some famous artists, that were standing on huge lawn in front of the building. And those looked like a vintage, ellipse picture frames, and like a monuments and statues at the same time

On the paintings were some strange, rich, noble people; some countess, kings...

On the one of the last paintings was me. I was portrayed as a very beautiful, handsome, in green dress with corset and with magical, vintage, curles. My eyes were brown, bright almost yellow...

I realized I was dreaming and when a tried to touch the sky I woke up.

Non-lucid Half lucid Lucid Other notes

Redecorating at my practice school

For the hundredth time or so, I am at the school were I have just had some teacher practice. I am in our working party's room with my supervisor and a student I have had. Apparently, my supervisor wants to redecorate the wall and make a large sign there, which will be the main sign at the school for people to see from outside. It feels like he is in charge over the school now, because he wants his own name to be written in large letters on the sign. The student is there to paint those letters. Above them a neon sign with the school's name or something will also be placed. My supervisor is sitting at a table, looking through some papers as the student starts painting the first letter of his last name. I feel a little annoyed, because the student is not very good at painting and the letter turns out really ugly... But when I turn around and then look again everything on the wall looks perfect and very well made! I feel rather surprised, but thinks "Okey... then that won't be a problem..." and start feeling relieved. However, the sign does not have either my supervisor's or the school's name on it. Despite this, I feel that it looks perfect to my supervisor. Then I turn around again for some reason and when I look again there is a pink neon sign on the top of the wall saying "Madame". The rest of the wall is painted dark purple and my supervisor's last name is below "Madame", but as a white neon sign. I feel a bit uneasy about this result and wonder if this does not make my supervisor feel gay... However, after having looked at the wall he says that this is perfect, as long as his name is moved a bit to the left...


Amazing skies and lucidity during a beautiful summer evening

I am walking around the houses in my neighborhood and so do rather many other people. I recognize several of them - for example neighbors and my grandparents. Even though some of them look rather different from in reality I still know that it is them. There is a beautiful, orange glow everywhere and in the sky I can see many beautiful phenomena. For instance, glowing things are rushing by up there and there are several rainbows in very strong colors. Me and everyone else look at those and are amazed. I talk a bit to my grandparents and we notice an unusually thick rainbow whose lenght we try to follow with our eyes as long as we can. However, the rainbow continues down behind a house and into fog.

A short while later, I for some reason am with a weird and rather boring guy in a green jacket, who is maybe in his fourties. The two of us walk into a restaurant and sit down at a table. I do not feel very amused but feel that I must endure this.

However, when I look at the menu, which is standing in a plastic holder on the table and see outside the restaurant behind it, I suddenly become lucid. I arise and do the nose check to become fully lucid as I walk towards the glass doors. Of course, I can breathe through my nose and I feel a little rush of joy as I walk through the doors, out into the summer evening. The place I see before me feels really nice and cosy. There are some small houses and pubs there and there are gentle, beautiful lights around those. I walk forward and feel calm and happy. Then I start running forward a short distance. Some people are there, serenely and happily standing here and there. Some of them have drinks in their hands. Some of them talk to each other, while some others stand on their own, calmly observing the night around them. I move towards a guy in about my age with jeans, a white and blue checked shirt and blond, a bit dishevelled hair. I give him a quick kiss on his mouth. Then I turn to look around some more at the environment.

However, everything I see soon begins to fade and become black. But then I focus on feeling my dream body move and at the same time I spontaneously let sexual emotions arouse within me. Those things bring the dream back. I can now see the same place and people again as the emotion begins to fade. The emotion I had just felt had affected the dream a bit, by making some of the people in it more intimate. For example, a girl and a guy standing five meters away are now making out.

I look to my right and see rather many different objects on shelves behind a desk (in a stand or something like that). I see a mug (in a color which is a mix between light brown and a red purple) that I want to reach, but it is too far away behind the desk... But then I quickly realize something: "Wait!" I excitedly think. "I can just use telekinesis!". So I hold out my right hand and spread the fingers a bit. At the same time I relax, focus my mind and hand on the mug. It is gently lifted from the shelf and I make it soar towards me and into my hand. "Yes, it worked", I think and feel the mug, which is rather big, in my hand. I then put it down and decide to try lifting something bigger. I find a wooden chair a short distance away. I focus just like the last time and I easily manage to make it levitate. I then let it sink to the ground again and turn my attention to the sky, to see if it still looks cool. I see a rather large circle/oval (the shape is somewhere between, but not really symmetric) of shimmering dots in different colors. They are not very sharp, but looks cool anyway. After having looked at this, the dream begins to fade away and I wake up.

The dreams I had last night were very deep, as well as extremely vivid. I needed an escape tonight from my reality tonight, and I got it. I had enough of feeling trapped, and caged, I needed to go somewhere where I am not bounded by society's standards. Where I'm not afraid to act on the behalf of emotion and passion rather than a passive introvert.

Let's start off with my first dream which was completely lucid, yet, I did not do any reality checks and confirmed that it was reality when in fact I was fooled into think that. I woke up on the couch, It was late, living room was a cool blue off the TV, and walked off thinking if this was a dream, and confirmed that it wasn't, but I was still in control and lucid. I stared at the TV which was still turned on, It was some old late night family sitcom from the 70's probably, my sister was preparing something special all night, I wondered into the kitchen to find elegant dining set, and candlelight, and china sets, you name it. My mind told me that this was natural, so I went along with it, and after that I woke up to find my self in bed. It is 12:00AM, was my 8 hour long dream really less than a few mere minutes?

Okay, my second dream being in the library. This gorgeous blond woman waved over me from across the library, where I pointed at myself asking me? Yes, you she asked seductively. She gave me a deep philosophical conversation about love, life, and knowledge. In which I can't recall most of the conversation. she was about to lift her skirt to make an example, but she told me that love can come later. Knowledge must be a priority above all else. Then she told me about her passion, and picked off two books off the rack, and told me have I read these before? One of the books started with a N, it was thick red/black book . Second had the name grace in it. She smiled and then suggested that I read those. Then I walked away, and my sister who saw me talking to her told me that she is famous author of those two books, and they were her all time favorite. Actually I was in a middle of a author event where I noticed groups of people around me with the same interest of the book. I wondered off. Two girls were very interested in me, and flirted with me. After that the dream ended.

Third dream, I was with my relative walking across the city, we cut some sort of queue and into the auditorium, I find some of my friends from elementary school. All grown up. and my two teachers from current. I was wearing a Venom (heavy metal band) shirt which is something I don't own in reality, but I had it on anyway. A old woman to my side, and she had looked at my drawings I had sent in, she told me that I plagiarized, and that I admitted, and I gave her this idea for a drawing I was about to make. Something so surreal and amazing, I could see the look on her face, she was extremely interested in this drawing I was proposing. In conclusion I woke up. Pounding headache..

A couple more dreams after that. Long but short lived..

I was in a funk this whole week. I was wallowing deeply. My cold also contributed to this. I felt like hell was crashing upon me. There's a feeling in my stomach that told me that there were two options to all this. There is no one to talk to. I like being alone, and I tell myself this consistently, it's only realization or criticism that drives me deeper into that, and I refuse to waste my energy engaging myself in a conversation with others who don't share the passion I do. Who rather talk about something superficial. Having no care about the arts. There was chaos in my mind. Regrets, realization of who I really am in reality, and far below my expectations. How my goals are not within reach because I was ignorant and stubborn. How shut out I am.

Yet tonight, I finally got this sense of tranquility. My mind wondered, and connected. The worst bit is still here I feel. Happiness will come soon.
I just have to wait for the storm to end. Indulge myself in knowledge, and look at the stars tonight.

12/18/10 - Rocket Boost
Dream Non-Dream Lucid

I was at my house with a bunch of other people, and I could sense it was turning into a nightmare. Apparently, some creatures were trying to get into the house.
I decided to leave and change the dream altogether, so I went out to the screened back porch with Will. I told him to focus on being weightless and he started levitating. I grabbed his hand, crouched, and jumped high up. We broke through the porch roof, but I felt like we were going to fall, so I gave myself a boost and shot flames out of my feet to shoot us up higher. We went far out into Earth's atmosphere, and I contemplated going to the moon, but I figured I'd do it another time and dismissed the idea immediately. I focused on landing safely, so I turned off the "rocket boosters" as I referred to the flames from my feet, and we began hurtling towards Earth. It was really amazing to look down at, there were colors rushing everywhere and although I seriously doubt it would really be like that, in the dream it was very realistic. I slowed us down by willing gravity to let up a bit, and we ended up gently floating back down to the ground... specifically, my back porch. Epic fail...

My cat, Patches, woke me up at like 7:30. So early!

I had two or three dreams, one kinda flowed in to another.
First off, there was this albert einstein looking guy chasing me around with a giant hammer. But eventually he hit himself in the head with it and died. Then my REM cycle ended.
Later on, I suddenly began dreaming about going camping and it being incredibly rainy and we got hit by a tidal wave. The tidal wave washed us 200 miles and we ended up at somebody's house. there was a party with a bunch of people I knew.
I was talking with them, and this guy who owned the house was throwing out gummy bears, except when you touched them they turned in to full size gummy snakes. oh and also gummy oranges. So I ate a bunch and got really tired until someone came and told me it was time to go to war and he gave me a gun. Then he came back a second later and told me that we won the war. So I stood up and clapped. But then they were scanning this girl's head and they said that she already had the microchip from the enemy, and that in 2 hours she would turn in to Miley Cyrus. (miley cyrus? lolwut?) So she cried alot and then I woke up.

Good morning, everybody. I slept 11 hours last night. I think I'm finally over my freaking cold. And ready for a new one to get me, I guess. Ugh...

Dream #1

I was in "my bedroom," which was a lot like my waking-life bedroom, except that it had, I think, green walls and really dusty floors. The light in the room was dim, as if some faint light were coming from some other room.

I saw a very skinny roach, about 5cm long, crawl across my floor. It looked all shrivelled up and dry, blackish-grey, not like a "healthy" (eww...) roach at all.

I began to aim for the roach, to kill it. But it darted away. I looked for it and found it again, in an extremely dusty spot between some boxes and a wall. But it got away again.

I had some toilet paper in my hand now. Apparently I was going to smash the roach with toilet paper. I found the roach again. This time it was climbing up a wall.

But I wasn't exactly sure that I was seeing it. I kept squinting and slowly walking closer and closer, to make sure that what I was seeing was actually the roach.

Dream #2

I was sitting in a desk near the front of a classroom. The classroom was lit with a dim, grey light. I sat near the right wall, facing the left wall. Most of the rest of the class was facing the front wall. The room was packed with students.

Everybody was quiet and listening to the teacher. The teacher was a tall, thin, white man, slightly balding, with grey-white hair, and squarish eyeglasses.

The teacher was giving some sort of lecture which may have been on film or some kind of performing art. But I wasn't paying attention. I had a big, fat book in front of me. I was huddled over it, elbows on my desktop, "taking notes" (I.e. scribbling) in the margins.

The teacher lifted the book off my desk and presented it to the rest of the class. I saw that the title of the book was "An Essay on Art and Love," and that it was by Karl Marx. The cover of the book was like a deep blue sky full of stars, with some kind of drawing in a circle in the center of the cover.

The teacher said, "Now, you see, (he said my name) is actually reading a book! Which shows he's paying attention in class! Everybody else needs to pay attention, too."

(I obviously, however, had not been paying attention in class. I don't even remember what the teacher was talking about.)

The teacher had now stopped his lecture and was apparently walking around, checking on how the students were doing. I went back to doing my own thing, a little embarrassed and upset that undue "good attention" to me had been paraded before the class.

The teacher now addressed a young, white man with fair skin and long, brown hair. The boy wore a black, wool cap and a baggy, black t-shirt with some kind of punky, black-and-white photo-print on it. The kid was slouched in his desk as the teacher addressed him.

The teacher said, "(The kid's name, which was the same as my name), I really hope you can learn, sooner or later, to stop making smart aleck comments in class whenever I say something you disagree with. It makes the whole class laugh at me and take your side."

I thought that was an odd argument for the teacher to make against the young man. I actually thought the kid was pretty funny, even though he was kind of distracting.

(Note: I seriously don't think Marx wrote anything about Art and Love. That would seriously cramp Marx' style.

I think this book is a mish-mash of my own thoughts. I've lately been reading the porn-philosophy book Juilette by the Marquis de Sade. A lot of people say the book is just porn and justification for doing all kinds of wacky things.

Reading the book, I kind of disagree, and I've lately thought to myself that the book could be read side-by-side with Karl Marx' Capital and Leo Tolstoy's The Kingdom of God Is within You. They all three address something about the bipolarity of society.

So my dream life decided, apparently, to take that mish-mash and run with it. And now Marx is a romantic artist somehow... Okay...)

I was at some place that seemed to be quite dangerous. Everyone around me had a little badge, including me. We had guns and stuff like that. Suddenly, a large eel like thing just rushed into the area. I dove to the bottom of the tank of water and waited for it to come. I was not scared and it seemed normal. The eel was about fifty feet long and it looked like a green basilisk. I had the machine gun in my hands, waiting at thr bottom of the tank for the beast to come. I didn't notice at the time, but I remember that I could breathe underwater. Then the basilisk-like thing rushed at me. I shot at it, the water had no effect on how fast the bullets were, and I hit the thing square in the face. It died and I felt proud of myself. Everyone around me cheered and said," You killed your first water basilisk! Great job!" Then I woke up. It was a fun dream.