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There were little people fighting. I was the leader of one side. Both sides are dead except for the two leaders. The enemy leader started going as fast as sound. I can't keep up with him. So I find so coffee called "Supercharge". Then I pour liquid light into it. Now I am going four times faster than he is going. I start shaking because of all the power the liquid light gave me. I start searching for him. As I am starting to smash his face in I wake up.

Angry

I was at some stalled vehicle by the side of the road and arguing with some middle aged guy. I remember throwing up my hands and walking away from the car. The older guy followed me and said "Ok now that we're away from the car... you're gonna get it," and he attacked me. I fought back and kicked his ass.

Helping a Tgirl

I don't know why I was called upon to help a Thai Transvestite... But I was there. She was in some bathtub and her boyfriend was mouthing her off,,, saying he only liked her because she had a dick... either than that... she was useless. She protested a bit and he hit her. The guy looked had a gunther mustache.


I went up to him and threw him threw a window. She gets out and thanks me... I stare... but not trying to stare downwards... She gets dressed and we go to a secret asian T girl club where she brags about how I saved her and they all gather around me excitedly. There's one that still has a man structured face that is smiling and winking at me. i slip out and leave before before get asked to one of their places for "coffee" or something.

House.

I go to a house that is apparently my house... I seem remember a wolf prowling around earlier. walk into the house but my memory fades.

House lucid

I was Semi lucid at the house in the living room. I saw my grandma sitting on the couch and was watching some TV. I sensed Asuka nearby but ignored that for some reason. I went to a hallway and found a door. I opened it and found... another door! I opened that and only saw a really small cup board space that I could barely fit my arm through. I went and found a door on the other end of the hall. I opened it and... another door behind that. Opened the next one and there was another door behind that... err. and another and another. I got fed up and pushed the door down and it revealed a staircase. But I woke up before I could walk up.

Note: Today I fell asleep without any definitive plans of what to do in a dream, just a general idea to head back to one of the Harry Potter worlds, either the one where I'm a student or the one where I teach, and see what is happening there next. I think it might have something to do with my vague plans that when I fell asleep, instead of slipping right into a WILD, I went into a dream in a kind of semi-lucid state… I recognized my location and everything, but it took me a few minutes to realize that meant I was dreaming…

I am in the Slytherin dorm common room, sitting in one of the chairs near the fireplace. There are a few other people in the room, none of them look particularly familiar to me, and none of them are paying any attention to me at all, so I do the same to them. I am trying to remember what I am supposed to do now, do I need to go to classes? Do I need to find someone to talk to or help in some way? Is it time for another tournament challenge? None of those sound right, but the strangeness does finally remind me that I am dreaming. I do a quick RC to confirm that it is a dream and then I become lucid.

So now I am lucid and sitting in the Slytherin dorm common room, but I still have no idea what I need to be doing, so I figure maybe I should just go with the flow. I need to find someone in my own year so if they have a class, I will have class, too. I am watching for a familiar face when I hear a voice speaking in my head, someone is contacting me telepathically. The voice is familiar, and I soon realize it is MoSh. He says he needs me to come get him out of the psychiatric ward of the hospital… MoSh is in the loony bin? On the funny farm? In the nut house? In the… MoSh interrupts those thoughts and says yes, but stop making fun of it and come get him out I ask what hospital he is in, he says he is in St. Mungo's, so I figure I should leave right away to go get MoSh. I go up to the room where my bed is, close the curtains around the bed, and then when I am thus hidden I open a portal while focused on finding MoSh and I step through.

I exit the portal into a hospital type setting, it seems no one was looking at me when I appeared, but there is a woman right in front of me that turns around and is shocked to see me there. She says she really wishes people would apparate to the lobby area instead of just popping up wherever they felt like it. I apologize for startling her, saying it's actually my first time to go that far. She looks at me and says she's surprised I can apparate, I don't look old enough. I say I came to visit a friend, I give her MoSh's name, and she recognizes who I am talking about. She points down the hall I am in to a door on the right side, about half way down. She says he is in there, room 348. So I go down the hall to the right door where I knock, someone inside says come in, so I open the door and go inside.

The first thing I see is MoSh sleeping in a bed, then I notice there is a man in green scrubs in the room, he says he had been expecting someone else, who am I? I say I came to see MoSh, what is wrong with him? The doctor says he seems to have had a curse put on him that made him extremely aggressive. The doctor says MoSh is sleeping peacefully now, but considering the number of stunning spells it had taken to knock him out, it's amazing that he is even alive. He said that many stunning spells would knock out a brontosaurus! I tell the man I am a healer, so I will heal MoSh, though he eyes me with doubt. He says they haven't found the counter curse yet, so they called in a specialist, he is expecting her to arrive any moment. I go over to MoSh, ignoring him completely, and I use the song spell Touch My Heart on MoSh. This serves to both stabilize his energy, it had been unstable which would account for the violence, and it restores his energy so he wakes up. He gets up from the bed, clearly wanting to leave St. Mungo's, the doctor says he can't allow that… I tell him MoSh is completely healed, but they still insist on doing a scan with a strange animal… before saying he is completely cured of the curse. Now the doctor is just stunned into silence by the fact I healed MoSh on one try. MoSh says he has things to attend to, and he leaves the room.

I am about to follow MoSh to see what is going to happen when the doctor stops me, he says there are so many people there that could benefit from my healing powers… he asks if I won't consider staying on at St. Mungo's as a healer, he has never seen anything like what I did for MoSh. I tell him I have to go, I don't know what might happen… he interrupts me and asks if I will at least take a look at a couple of their most severe cases, he feels so bad for the boy who comes in religiously to see them even though there is never any improvement, he says usually family stops coming to the long term care ward once enough time goes by with no improvement. But not this one, every weekend he is here, looking for any response from the two of them… every week the Mr. Longbottom would remain completely unresponsive, while Mrs. Longbottom would… The mention of the Longbottoms has finally got my attention, I turn back and ask if he means Alice and Frank Longbottom, being visited by their son Neville? He hesitates, then he says yes, do I know them? I say not well, but I have heard of them. At that point I feel I have to at least take a look at them to see if maybe I can help… so I agree, I figure if MoSh needs me again, he will contact me again.

The doctor seems very grateful that I have agreed to meet the Longbottoms, and he leads me to an elevator which goes to a different level, though I can't quite tell if it is up or down from where I was before… He leads me down a hall to a room labeled 657 and opens it, showing me inside. There are two people in the room, the man, Frank, is sitting in a chair and staring out a window but seeming to see nothing. The woman, Alice, is sitting in a chair beside one of the beds and staring into nothingness. She looks very tense as if she is expecting something to come out of that nothingness and attack her. The doctor says they don't respond at all on their own, they sleep when put to bed, they chew and swallow when fed, they do their… um… business… when led to a toilet… but they are always gazing off into some world only they can see, never even acknowledging the person tending to their needs. He says it is rather chilling the way they seem to look through you even though you're right in front of them. One exception is that Alice responds to her son enough to grab some piece of trash to give him, handing it over as if it was a gift of great treasure…

I approach Alice and look into her eyes, they look blank and empty, except for a spark of light to indicate there is still someone in there. I am just following my instincts, I find I have taken hold of both of her hands in mine, and I am using the song by Evanescence entitled My Last Breath. "Hold on to me, luv, you know I can't stay long… All I wanted to say is I love you and I'm not afraid… Can you hear me? Can you feel me in your heart?" I continue with the song, and as the song went on, I know I saw a change, she was looking at me instead of through me… "I know you hear me, I can see it in your eyes…" My lyrics aren't exactly like the song, changed a bit to fit the situation, the song finishes, and I don't feel that repeating it now will help any more. I move away from her and she is focused on me for a bit longer before zoning back into her own private world again. But that is still enough to make the doctor extremely happy, he says that's the most response anyone other than her son has gotten out of her… He asks me to please try again, I tell him I don't think more than once will help now… he starts to protest, I tell him I'll come back later, when I feel it will help more. I repeat the process on Frank, who seems to only slightly respond… if I hadn't seen Alice respond first, I might not have noticed his response. I have to reassure the doctor several times that I will come back, I tell him it will probably take several sessions to make much progress, but he finally stops trying to prevent me from leaving. I have been away from Hogwarts too long, I want to make sure everything is ok with MoSh…

I go to a hidden area to open a portal back to my bed in the Slytherin dorm, where I open the curtains and leave quickly, hoping nothing happened when I was not there. I focus on where MoSh is, and I see that he is in the great hall down below, so I head there as quickly as I can, it seems I am just a little late for dinner, did I miss the entire day of classes? I sit down at the Slytherin table beside Draco, then I look around for MoSh, figuring now I can do that safely without anyone noticing. There is a fly in the room… I use the insect, looking through its many faceted eyes to try to find MoSh. He's not in the room! I am getting very nervous about that, so much so that Draco asks me what is wrong… I say nothing, he says I look extremely tense, and he hadn't seen me around all day. I tell him I had things to attend to, more looking for MoSh, and then I see him! He is up at the front of the room with Dumbledore, he looks fine, his energy looks stable, I am finally able to relax… no… what about Asuka? I look more through the fly and spot Asuka at the table, she actually looks happy, so maybe things were ok. Now Dumbledore was talking in front of the room, I realize he is giving MoSh an award of some kind… awesome! He says MoSh revealed some kind of corruption right within Hogwarts… I see a reaction from Moody when Dumbledore says that… then Dumbledore continues to say there was someone who had been interfering in the wizard tournament… more reaction from Moody… and that the person behind it had been Lucius Malfoy… Moody relaxed visibly and took a long drink from his flask. Dumbledore says thanks to MoSh, Hogwarts is safe.

Draco is immediately pissed off, he jumps out of his seat and starts yelling all sorts of expletives and insults, but no one apart from those of us right next to him at the Slytherin table notice because the rest of the room is cheering for MoSh, none more than Asuka. Draco says MoSh is going to pay for that, he pulls his wand out, I grab him by his wand arm before he can go and throw a curse or something, I tell him not to do something stupid. Draco says that piece of shit is the reason his father got arrested, his mother had told him Lucius had gotten taken off to Azkaban, but now he knew who was responsible. I wanted to tell Draco that Voldemort was responsible for giving the orders, and then Lucius himself was responsible for going along with it… but I knew that wouldn't help at all. I pull Draco down beside me and tell him I have a plan to get his father out of this mess, one that doesn't involve Draco getting expelled… so give me a chance to put that into action, and don't go doing something stupid that wouldn't help anyone in the end. He is clearly curious about this plan I said I have, so he finally sits down, though he is still seething in anger, I am trying to stabilize his energy, not getting anywhere with that… I would have to use a spell, too obvious here.

After dinner is over, everyone gets up and heads out of the dining hall. MoSh has drawn quite a crowd of admirers now, so much that Asuka is having trouble getting to him, so I help her clear a path so she is standing beside MoSh. He looks to be fine now, I check his energy one more time, and his energy also looks fine, whatever had been wrong with him seems to be cured now. So I head back to the Slytherin dorms, where I find a pissed off Draco pacing in the common room, there are a few broken items on the ground, it seems he has been throwing stuff, and most of the people in the room are keeping their distance. I see no reason to stay away, so I go right over to him with the goal of getting him to calm down. He wants to know what my plan is to get back at that shit who is responsible for sending his dad to Azkaban… I say that's not the plan, the plan is to help his father get out of that place and make sure he's safe. I add that Voldemort is no doubt not pleased at Lucius for getting caught, so the law might not be the only thing Lucius needs to be kept safe from… Draco is staring at me as if I am insane, saying I shouldn't dare speak the dark lord's name… so I repeat it several more times, "Voldemort, Voldemort, Voldemort, Voldemort, Voldemort! I'll say it as many times as I want!" A few other students heard me saying Voldemort repeatedly, and are staring at me now. I tell Draco I'll figure out the final details of the plan and then see to it in the morning, I need to sleep on it. I go up to my dorm and my bed, and when I get there I wake up.

I had a number of dreams, but most of them were simple and short glances.

For example, in one dream, I saw someone driving down a highway in the middle of a dessert. Then, as soon as it got there, the dream seemed to end since i don't remember much else.

Later on, I had a slightly longer dream. In this one, I was around 6 years old and my parents had taken me to a toy store. They seemed to be wanting to buy me a controller of some sort for a gaming console. The controllers were shaped like gloves, and I assumed that one would put them on to play a game. I remember only looking at the box of one of these.

Then, the dreams ended and i woke up.

Note: The plan tonight was to see why Voldemort is so interested in interfering with MoSh and Asuka instead of being focused on Harry, and find a way to stop that. Additionally, planned to go to the world where I am a teacher at Hogwarts, it is the first day of class with Defense Against the Dark Arts. Nomad has said he will show up there, possibly disguised as a desk… that should be interesting… will wait and see. Unfortunately, I was not successful in entering my WILD… even though I was using my light / sound machine, there was something wrong with my leg that I couldn't seem to get it comfortable long enough to get into my WILD, it took a long time to fall asleep at all…

I am in my own bed, but it doesn't feel like my own bed. The first thing I realize is that it isn't a waterbed, so I roll over and open my eyes to see where I am. I know something is strange, but I haven't put it together that I am dreaming yet, just that I am not where I am supposed to be. I sit up and look around the room, I am in a room that looks like a bedroom that might be found in a castle, the window looks like it might be part of a castle… I get up and look around a bit more, I open a closet there and find clothes so I get dressed, then go through a door opposite the window. Now I find myself in a small sitting room, there are a couple comfortable looking chairs and a book case with some really interesting looking books on it, old looking books, they look like antique leather bound books… I take one down and look at it, but I don't have a lot of time to do that. I feel I need to get moving, so I put it back and go through a door opposite the one I entered through. Now I am in an office, there is a large wooden desk there with some pieces of parchment scattered about, another couple of book cases filled with interesting looking books, and a few comfortable looking chairs, one behind the desk, two on the other side of the desk, and one in the corner of the room. There is a stack of books on the desk, I go to take a look at one, it is titled "Out of the Darkness" by Raven Knight. I have written a book? I don't remember writing that book, so where did it come from? I pick it up and look at it, there are many song spells listed in the book, as well as some other spells, and also it tells about how the spells can be used, their primary use and some alternate possibilities… weird.

I still have a feeling of where I need to go. This has finally gotten strange enough for me to do a RC, so I become lucid. I remember what I am there to do, I am there to teach a class on magic, of all the strange things. I can think of so many people who would be better suited to being a teacher than me… but if I am there, I have to do my best, so I use TK to move the books with me and I head through one more door positioned across from the desk, and I enter a classroom. There are numerous desks in the room, it looks like a typical classroom, and there is a larger desk in the front, though it is nowhere near as nice as the one in my office. I set the books down on the desk and look around, wondering what I need to do to prepare for the class, to make sure I don't look like a complete retard. I think for a bit, then a portal opens and Nomad comes flying through, I can hear students coming outside the door, so I tell him to do what he's going to do before they get in, or there will be a lot of questions to answer. He changes into a desk near the front of the room just as the first students start coming in.

They all come in and sit in their usual groups, Harry, Ron, and Hermione are together, Draco, Crabb, and Goyle are together… apparently it's Gryffindor and Slytherin this time, though I am not sure what year they are in. I am looking, I notice that Hermione sits at Nomad, I can't help but chuckle just a bit. So soon everyone is in their seats, many of them are talking amongst themselves, some are looking at me as if they expect me to do something, which I'm sure they do. So finally I get everyone's attention, and introduce myself, and the class, and I figure they books are to pass out to the students, so I use TK to do that. One book to each student, Hermione is wondering where my wand is, I tell her that not all magic requires the use of a wand, and we would be learning magic in this class that can be done without a wand. Someone says he thought that was impossible, I say it is not impossible, and it is important, since there may come a time when one of them is in danger and doesn't have access to a wand. I tell them that if it makes it easier to learn the spell at first, go ahead and use the wands, but by the time they have learned the spell, the wand will be completely unnecessary. Draco is muttering something to Crabb and Goyle, I am assuming it is something rude, but I choose to ignore it for now. I open the book, and I see that the first spells there are elemental spells, fire and ice to be exact. So I start off on Damage, Inc. to produce fireballs, and soon most everyone seems to be able to form a small ball of fire with their wands.

I am getting on to ice, I figure that is a good idea when playing with fire to have something to counter it, and Hermione's desk turns into a student… or Nomad turns into a student… Hermione jumps out of her transforming desk, her book falls on the floor, and she is staring in shock at Nomad, who introduces himself as Jason. Everyone is staring at Nomad, Ron mutters a "Bloody hell! How did you do that?" at Nomad, but Nomad doesn't answer, he just sits down in an empty desk. I summon up an empty desk for Hermione to use, but everyone is still shocked at Nomad's transformation. I finally tell them that Nomad has been in my class before, and that is a more advanced transformation spell we'll get to later in the class, but apparently Jason had felt the need to show off.

I take the class outside to an open field where it will be more safe to practice playing with fire and ice, and everyone starts doing that, I have created some dummies for them to target with the spells. Crabb sets himself on fire, Goyle freezes his friend in ice… which puts out the fire but brings a completely new problem… so I defrost Crabb. Draco is trying to set Harry's robes on fire, Hermione keeps dousing it with ice before it can catch… I tell Draco to aim at the dummies only, he says he is aiming at a dummy, I say he knows what I mean, and add a bit of a telepathic push to get him firing his flames at the target dummies instead of Harry. Neville Longbottom is smoking… quite literally… the tip of his wand is producing a lot of smoke, but no fire. He continues doing that, apparently trying to focus harder, until there is a small explosion at his wand that succeeds in covering his face with soot, but doesn't seem to have done any more. Draco says if Neville did that enough, he might improve the appearance of his face by burning it off, Harry tells Draco to shut up, Draco says Harry should make him, Harry says ok that he will… but I break it up before it becomes an actual fight, I don't need anyone getting set on fire here. Then I am able to give some personal attention to Neville in the form of a bit of a telepathic guide on how to do the spell as well as some positive encouragement, and soon Neville is able to form a small fireball, at which he is thrilled.

Nomad is firing ice bullets at his target, interchanged with fireballs, he is clearly doing just fine with these spells, though I was sure he would… he does something else and comes out with a bunch of candy canes… huh? I wonder where he got those, and he starts passing them out to everyone, then starts eating his own while most of the students are still staring at him. Crabb and Goyle are the only ones to immediately start eating their candy. Nomad now does his best impression of a hydrogen molecule, he is bouncing all around the field and target range like a kid jacked up on so much sugar that he can't see straight. I almost call him Nomad, then I remember he is Jason right now, and I ask him to settle down a bit, there are people trying to learn here. Nomad lands near me, gives me a big hug while thanking me, and then he creates a disc out of ice and gets on it, then proceeds to make it fly into the air and shoot a circle of fire out from the ice disc while he is riding it, it looks quite cool… Then the two opposite elements interacting with each other form a tornado. The tornado picks up a lot of dust and then finally disperses, and when it is gone, so is Nomad. Everyone is staring, getting anyone to focus now would be impossible… or most everyone is staring. Crabb and Goyle are collecting candy canes, a lot of the students dropped their candy canes in shock when they saw Nomad disappear. They return to Draco, both of them holding big hands full of candy canes, licking them enthusiastically, as happy as a kid in a candy store. Harry asks if we will be learning all of that, too… I say it is really just a variation on the spells I showed them today, and yes, we will get into modifying the spells to fit specific needs. Ron utters another "Bloody hell!" I see the class is just about over, so I tell everyone it is time to go, a few minutes early to allow them to reach their next class on time.

Last Night I had a dream. I was walking along someplace and I had this desire to go up to the tower of that room and after I was in the tower. I heard voices from below say stuff something about smuggling. I tried to get away but I went in the wrong direction and stepped on some broken boards and fell a one story done. The 2 people I heard talking one was a man and the other was a woman. The man, Baalim, got very mad and asked me what I heard I pleaded with him to let me go and I said that if he did let me go that I wouldn't tell anyone what I heard. But he didn't beleive me. His girlfriend, Caci, (she didn't have a ring on) tried to convince him to let me go but that didn't work out either and instead she said "How about we keep her with the others? That way she can have free run of this place as long as she doesn't try to leave here." I said "Yes keep me with the others. I promise I wouldn't leave here if you do put me with the others. I will even fix the floorboards upstairs you just need to give me some new wood, a hammer and nails." "Hm.... You two women win." The woman took me to another part of the castle and put me in the game/movie room while the others were. She searched for one of her helpers and she found a young woman Ada who was just my age who I had a good feeling about. After Caci left, Ada told me the rules of the castle: only staying in this part of the castle most of the time you can only go to the other parts of the castle if you need to do some work there. After the rules and the tour of our part of the castle was done I told her what I heard and then I asked what was going on and why there was all these people in here. She said they all heard something about the smuggling and that everyone was trapped in here.

I worked in the tower on the floor I fell through and when working there tried to discover movable blocks Baalim almost got me at it one day and punished me by only letting me eat scrapes from everyone else's food. A couple of days latter I notice the front door opened and tried to escape this time He said "No supper but she has to watch everyone else eat." that night he said "Caci, We have to move to the other castle because police are on our trail." The next day, while everyone was getting into the limos I saw another chance to escape and again I tried to escape, again Baalim caught me and he was fed up with my troublesome attidue he left me with Caci but my hands, in front of me, were tied by a rope which led to her belt.

I was speaking to my best friend's sister about adding her on facebook. She was just nodding in agreement. However my best friend was not too happy with the invite because he thought i was trying to harass his sister. I don't remember much more.

non-dream non-lucid lucid

Last night I went to bed a little bit late, but I decided to try to WILD or DEILD, depending on whether I moved or not. I kept my alarm set to its normal time (6:00) in case I fell asleep and never got a chance to try WILDing. I woke up at some point and used pain (hand under body) as an anchor. I woke up in my room, knowing I was in a dream because of the way it felt. I tried to make the light turn on by telling myself that I had a motion sensitive light and then waving my arm around (I thought of this archetype last week) but it didn't work. I did a reality check to make sure I was dreaming. Palm check was normal, but nose pinch failed. I tried messing with my brother, but he didn't react at all whatsoever, he acted like he was dead.

That's all I remember of this dream. I almost didn't remember it, but after I had woken up I decided to try WILDing again, and after I went to the bathroom I remembered it. I tried WILDing for a while, but I couldn't fall back asleep with the pain anchor. Eventually my alarm clock rang, but I was already awake when it rang. I figured the sun would come up soon, so I put on a cover for my eyes and used it as an anchor as well. I have a hard time remembering some of the next dream, but I do remember it to be fairly vivid. I woke up having a false awakening, though not in my room. I soon realized with a nose pinch RC that it was a dream. The palm check RC still worked, so apparently it isn't an accurate RC for me. I started looking around, without stabilizing unfortunately. I was in a colorful room without any doors. There was a slide hole though, and some other exit. I went into the slide thing and told it to go to a certain person's house. Two of my friends appeared on the slide with me. There were a lot of different pathways, though I seemed to have some control over them. I think I lost a lot of lucidity while going down this slide. I reached into my friend's shirt pocket to take something out of it, but I can't remember what. I turned my head up a little quickly and found myself in the same bed that I had woken up in in my dream, and "waking up" as if I had moved too quickly in my dream and woken up because of it (this has happened to me before).

I was disappointed because of it, but I did a RC, and after a few seconds, realized that the nose pinch RC had failed. This made me happy. I looked and found the other passageway out of the room and went in it. (There may have been some dream here that I don't remember, but maybe not.) I appeared at a staircase. I went up, but these strange tiny colorful walking fairy-like women (I have no idea how else to describe them) shooed me off, and for some reason I went back down the stairs. I started thinking about fuzzy billiard balls, and like before, I turned my head too quickly, and it felt like I had woken up from a dream. I was standing up in a store-like place though, and I saw two or three of my friends from school. I was dissapointed that it ended again of course, but I quickly considered the possibility that I was dreaming. I palm RCed and nose pinch RCed. The palm RC still didn't fail despite the fact that I was in a dream. I though for a second, and tried pushing my finger through my cheek rather than my palm. This RC actually worked, and it felt rather odd too, with my finger through my cheek and then touching my thumb out my mouth.

I woke up for real after this. I knew it was real because of the way it felt. However, know that dreams are sometimes as vivid as real life I RCed just in case.

This dream wasn't the most pleasant of dreams Ive had. The first part I remember is fighting in a regiment with a flintlock rifle and bayonet. There was a cavalry charge coming from our left side, and I was standing on the far left. The commander ordered us not to break rank and then the charge hit us. I stood through it, not being hit at all. I saw my regiment torn to pieces around me, so I broke rank and began to fight the cavalry. I used my rifle's bayonet to dismount and kill several of the enemy cavalrymen. Dream fades at this point.

Another part of the dream, I was riding passenger through this weird section of road. It was apparently a timed switch room that was sometimes a road and sometimes a subway rail. I was nervous going through it because the door at the other side took so long to open. I was worried that the subway door would open and that we'd all get creamed by the train itself.

Another part of the dream, maybe the worst. Me and a group of DC's were in this area, not really a cavern but it was some sort of cave or canyon built into a rock table. It was strange. One of the DC's is a girl I know and I spent most of the time talking to her. To my dismay she had changed dramatically and had a bunch of tattoos (I'm not a fan of them). She was apparently a bit of a slut and really just kinda teased me. I spent a good portion of this dream desperately trying to win her affection. I failed and she wandered off.

Next part of the dream I was standing with another DC I know in real life. I knew that neither one of us fit in in the world around us anymore. There was a huge pit filled with water in front of us. I jumped in and swam to the very bottom where I let my body go or something. My perspective went back to the surface but I knew I died already or something. The DC I had been with was just living life as normal but we both knew something bad was going to happen. And it did, the city around us was destroyed by a volcano. Everyone inside died including my DC friend. I was just so devastated at this point and apathetic of my dream everything just kinda faded. I eventually woke up.

The funny thing is, its not great dreams that make me want to study and practice lucidity. Its shitty dreams like these that make me want to so I never have em again.

One complete dream, one fragment (would have had two if I hadn't been woken up):

Fragment: Mainly thinking up new album covers and songs for the new Kanye West album. The only cover I can remember with any clarity is Kanye from the banned cover sitting on the throne with a crown from one of the other covers. I don't remember how the songs went, but they gave me the same odd emotional reaction as the others.

Dream: I went with my family to a store. The floor was white tile, and the aisles were very tall and black. There was this odd white cube with a glass cube inside it on top of the checkout counter. The aisles were set in a long hallway, and were perpendicular to the length of the hallway. The walls on either side were windows. I was expressing interest in a drink mix that would taste like music. You needed amounts of six different powders plus a seventh for the particular song you were interested in, and the store only had four of the six, but I decided to try it. I had some The Strokes-flavored powder, mixed it in, and the drink tasted pleasantly Strokes-ish (like Someday, especially). At that point, I decided to trek down the long hallway, and found myself in a room with large (like 3x2 foot) tiles shaped like playing cards. I had been in this room before in a dream.

I started off at some house party. There were a bunch of people from school. Inside the front door there was a living room with a hallway and an ice cream freezer. The freezer was filled with those industrial sized tubs. Someone was serving it. I was trying to decided between getting mint chocolate chip, chocolate chip cookie dough, and something else (I think orange?). I could have two flavors, so I took the mint chocolate chip and cookie dough. As the person was lifting the tubs out of the freezer, I decided to not wait and to just stick my hand in to them and gouge out a handful of each flavor. They were freakin delicious.

Then I looked back at the living room. JO and some others were there. They were saying something, and I randomly did a dive roll and sang a line from the song Express Yourself by Madonna. Everyone just looked at me funny. I laughed awkwardly and raised an eyebrow and said "No? I guess not then." I then proceeded to sing the first verse of the song, but I screwed up a lot of the notes, and my voice was really blocked up. JO looked at me in the eyes, but then just laughed along with everyone else. "I know, I sing shitty," I said.

Then I was apparently at school, in some giant room that seemed to be some sort of auditorium. They were planning a concert, but they were barely playing any songs that I played. I asked the teacher if there was even a point of me being there, and she told me I could just skip the whole day. I then saw some of the performance; apparently it was some sort of presentation to the feeder school. A few people dressed in big blue gowns were singing on the stage, and then it disappeared.

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I was in a mall; it resembled DU mall's food court. IR was there in the distance getting some food. Can't remember much else that happened.

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I was with my mom and some others, and they were saying that I should be getting my period soon. I looked at them puzzled and wondered why they even cared, or how they would know. I told them it's usually later in the month, but then they pointed to some marking on my calendar. I repeated that it was later, and my mom said that it must have been an approximate date.

I had a dream that I was in New York walking down the streets. I went into an old building and something turned me into something that I can only describe as the thing that appears after you kill a small allegator in Donkey Kong 64. I then ended up at my house and I was mostly normal again but when I looked at my hands I was missing two fingers. I looked away and willed them back into existance and I then knew that I was dreaming. I went into a dark room in my house and I attempted to create a wormhole that leads to the beach but it didn't work. After that I tried to turn the light on but it didn't work and I then remembered that lightswitches don't work very well in dreams. I went outside to my backyard and I looked at what used to be a forest but now there was a large building. I flew to try to get to the lake that I saw in a preivious lucid dream but the dream ended in midflight.

This dream starts off with me hanging out in what seems to be a type of cabin room with what appears to be some friends of mine, and one of my nephews. As they talk, I look around the room and notice that we have several skillets, a sword, and some kind of gun. I then walk out of the room with my nephew. Just as we reach the center of what seems to be a large, desert-like area surrounded by several cabins, an alarm sounds off.

Automatically I recognize this as the sound signaling the beginning of a zombie apocalypse. My nephew and I run back to our cabin to pick up the things I took notice of earlier, but we can't get through a large crowd of panicking people, and our cabin has been looted by the time we reach it. Angry at the gall of the people, we race back out to see my mom, dad, and sister in what seems like a mix between a Hummer, a four-wheeler, and a bulldozer. They toss us weapons: I get a couple of pistols and a metal spear, and my nephew gets a rifle and a Katana. We jump onto the back of the exterior of the vehicle and begin killing zombies as we drive by.

Suddenly the scene changes to what seems like an Italian Renaissance era (think Assassin's Creed 2/Brotherhood), and I have just stabbed the final surviving zombie through the head with my spear. Some buzzer goes off like I've just won a game show, and the scene changes again.

This time, I'm a 3rd person view. I'm looking at a young guy in a lab, who's probably in his 20's. From witnessing the scene, I'm able to make out that he has recreated the zombie strain and plans to put it in food to re-create the apocalypse to gain access to something, as he will have the only vaccine. He laughs a typical maniacal laugh, and I wake up.

Good morning, everybody. I slept about 12 hours last night, in hopes of getting over my cold. I recall three dreams from last night. They're all pretty fragmented, and I'm not even exactly sure what order they came in.

Dream #1

I stood out on some concrete balcony or ledge (like at the head of a concrete wheelchair ramp) a couple meters higher than the road. It was daytime, and I was in a big town, in some area that looked like SoHo in NYC. The streets were cobblestone. The place was empty.

I was looking across the street to a place that looked like a bank next door to a fast food restaurant. I was playing around on my phone. I was trying to look into my bank account to see how much money I had. I may have been out on some trip to a different city or country, and I may have been trying to figure out exactly how much more money I could spend on this trip.

But I couldn't remember the name of my bank. I went over the names of banks (probably not real names) in my head without locating the name of my bank.

At some point I may have figured out the name of the bank, only to discover, contrary to my previous insistence, that it was precisely the bank across the street from me.

I now noticed that there were a lot of cosplayers going into the fast food restaurant next door to the bank. I was curious about these cosplayers.

I was now in the fast food restaurant. The place was packed with cosplayers. Some of them may actually have been dressed up as clowns, like Ronald McDonald, rather than being in cosplay.

Dream #2

I had come down to Mexico with my mom. I was now walking around town by myself. It was daytime, a warm day. I walked down a quiet, narrow street.

I probably went into one store, the floor for which was at the bottom of a few short steps. I may have walked around in the store for a few minutes.

I was now back in the house where my mom was. It was like a house that belonged to "one of our family members" in Mexico. I was in a completely empty bedroom. It may have been later in the night or early the next morning.

My mom came into the bedroom and sat down across from me on the floor. She insinuated that some people had mistaken me for a narc while I'd been walking around the city. Now I was kind of in trouble with these people.

My mom told me, "They say here that a narc is like a dog on a leash, except they say he has a coat-hanger attached, too."

This saying gave me a picture in my head like a chalkboard drawing of a sillhouette-man walking a sillhouette-dog on a leash. The dog also had a coat-hanger sticking up from its back.

I understood the "coat-hanger" to be a symbol for the nice clothes that narcs wore (???).

My mom and I were now downstairs in the living room, which was also empty. My mom told me we had to be very careful now, walking around town, as all these drug dealers would now be looking out for us.

I wondered why on earth people would think I was a narc. I knew that if I even slightly resembed a narc, I wouldn't be coming down to Mexico at this point in time.

But now I remembered that "the cousin of mine," whom my mom and I were down here to visit, actually was a narc. So even if the drug dealers figured out I wasn't a narc, I'd still be hunted down and under suspicion for visiting a known narc.

I now wondered why in the hell my mom had chosen to come down here at this point, when all this dangerous stuff was going on.

Dream #3

I stood behind a tall, thin, young man. The man had a pale complexion and red-brown hair in a squarish, tall haircut. He wore a grey jacket. We may have been in some kind of small, crowded room, having just finished some kind of meeting for young adults.

The young man spoke, and for some reason I said aloud that it was obvious the man was Scottish, given his accent and his manner of expression.

The man turned around. Rather than being annoyed with me, he seemed to assume my observation meant that I had something in common with him.. He asked me what I was.

I said, "All three," which the man took to mean Irish, English, and Scottish (???).

The man said, "Oh, right, right. I wonder why they don't say all four and include the Welsh?"

I responded (or tried to respond?) with the thought that perhaps they were separated by language (???), so that everybody thought of the Welsh as different from "the other three."

(Note, December 13th: I forgot to mention that in waking life I've been reading The Judge, by Rebecca West. Rebecca West is a writer who was active from the 1920s through the 1980s. She's really cool. One thing that really struck me about her is that she is Irish and English on her father's side and Scottish on her mother's side. I took this "Irish-English-Scottish" aspect of West and identified myself with it -- for some reason -- in the third dream.)

Two nighs ago I had this dream: I was in a terminal, with a group of people from church. The lights went down and a thingy came down and a video started for 30 seconds Superman was shown flying there was an overvoice but I forgot what it said. After the video was done, the lights came back on and Tom Baker's Doctor Who came in and said "Superman Kidnapped". Then we went different places trying to find clues. The only clue we find was a glove from the Victorian era-but I dimissed that idea-since Superman only appeared in the late 1920 and early 1930.