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I only remember a couple of brief un-interconnected scenes.

The first takes place on a "roof" that's been created by a bunch of yellow-planked scaffolding. I'm cleary in some sort of projects/ghetto, perhaps even in some African country. The heat is sweltering and there seems to be no indication of civilization around us. The total square footage of this roof is probably equivalent to 4 suburban homes set up in a cube. It seems that there is intense racial tension on this roof, and a band of black children (probably 10-13 yrs of age) are the governing body. I can't explain why, but I was very intimidated by these children. In the far corner of the roof was some short of shrine for the grand poo-bah of the children. He had on an elaborate headress and was poised like an Egyptian statue. I couldn't see him that well, but he seemed to be a throng of servants. Somehow I ended up on a ramp that zig zags up to the scaffolding roof. Presumably I was trying to get back to my living quarters on the roof, when I noticed a band of the children at the top of the ramp. I sensed that they would mug me but I proceeded anyway. When I approached them, they instantly demanded by backpack (which apparently I was wearing). I turned and dashed back down the ramp, but my vision temporarily magnified on one of the children's faces - and he made some order to an underling to alert the troops below. I'm not sure what he actually said, other than that I understood I would not make it down the ramp. Realizing this, I threw my backpack off the ramp to the ground below, which seemed to content them. Somehow I then transported to my "home" which resemebled a make shift army tent/headquarters in a Middle Eastern country. It was clear we were still on the scaffolding roof, but it looked like I had a room. I was sitting on a bench in the center of the pretty open living space. Beside me was an old man I didn't recognize, but who was complaining of stomach troubles. He had a back&forth with another man I never really saw, but was aware was in the room. The not-seen-man kept repeating that the toilet didn't work well at all, and only use if it was going to be "a little bit of backend". The man began doing a small dance resembling that of a child who has to pee. I told somone in the room my backpack got taken. However, I didn't seem very upset and the party-spoken-to seemed to understand getting robbed was more-or-less standard.

Later I found myself in a crowded non-descript room, which could've actually been my previous home at night. There were a lot of people, and a friend from RL was telling us who from our group had been selected to speak in the next presentation, which I have no idea what for. I was the last of the group to be chosen, and I remember believing I was chosen only because I was attractive.

so t was kindof like nazi zombies except it was weird I was outside of the map and there were these two kids who later turned into adults that helped me out and i had to go into this overpass it kinda looked like a destroyed overpass like on fallout new vegas but more of a tunnel into a mountain that turned right. as I went i I saw my re enforcements and the leader of them was running faster ahaid of them and he told me that the rest of them had turn into zombies so I had to shoot at them... no transition... I was now trying to get inside of this base type thing with (fallout 3) super mutant type things I had to get in to get something i don't know what ...mabe guns... but I eventually made it in after shooting two turrets with my rifle that I had (I actually had it the whole time a dragonuv sniper rifle i have an airsoft version in real life!( at one point i needed to get a better gun because mine was only an airsoft gun but I eventually forgot it was fake and it was real.)) the place kindof looked like a future whiteish vault off of guess... (fallout 3 or fallout new vegas). and after I made it in I cant help but think there were robots inside (Like fallout new vegas in one of those underground bunkers with hundreds of robots...) or something else... the dream ended...


DREAM 2!

this took place after the 1st dream and i think it started with me going up this hill kind of far (maybe 300 yards) behind the place that I had to keep zombies out... but anyways I was on a journey with lol, Gandalf (I had watched fellowship of the ring that night while falling asleep) and i told Gandalf something likeI want to go over there (as we reached the top)
I was pointing at a city at first it looked like seeing a city out of an airplane it looked miles and miles away. he said ok and welt left where I went right (the hill we were on was hardly a hill maybe 40 feet high and 150 feet from base over the top and back to the bottom) the city was very very close now I could jump to the roof of a red building now...
which I did, duh! (I'm a free runner in RL flips vaults yeah...) so I jumped from roof to roof al the way to a place when i spotted a swimming pool! and I kept jumping roof to roof untill I was on the building above it ( the swimming pool was on a slightly raised platform on a red roof with one fat guy in it in another section of the pool I jumped from the rood into the pool it was very (not cold) but cool. It felt so real! I got out... cant remember...

FRAGMENT!
now I was wet my clothes and it wasn't from the pool but I said it was because what really got me all wet would of gotten me in trouble.

~~~ THE ~~~ END ~~~

stayed up for 30hours...slept for 3 (set my clock to go off at 3 hours later woke up about 2.40) Had some vivid HI....really vivid spirals of different colours. *And had a dream about working some tough job....getting dirty....on a break....wanting to go home.

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Valarian root and apple juice during the WBTB

Took a while to go back to sleep, so I really didn't attempt a WILD...my heart was racing probably due to the amount of caffeine I had throughout the day. Ended up having a dream where I was in a room full of white tigers and their cubs. The tigers didn't do anything to me, but the cubs were pouncing at my shoes...trying to get some practice in or something.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

21:30 GMT – sleep

Visions of the end of the world
I’m again in Japan hanging with some friends and having fun: shopping, invading other people’s homes, etc. Then we notice a big commotion outside and we go check it out. There are red and pink northern lights on the sky and it’s quite a show. I remember I’ve been dreaming a lot about this and I know it means a strong solar flare has hit the atmosphere. “No, not now! I’m supposed to catch a flight later today!”. The day is the 16th but I can’t recall of which month. But what does it matter? I then see like telepathically what is going on on my home town. A huge boat, like the Titanic, is falling from the sky which is looking bizarre, in pink and red swirling clouds and electric storms. Then airplanes also start to fall. None hits my mom’s house but then a violent wind, like a shockwave from a nuclear bomb wipes out what’s left. I then see this repeating in many other places on earth, including the place where I am on that exact moment – some kind of marina. When the visions ends, I’m back to the place I was before and all seems well. Even the northern lights have faded away. Did I just imagine everything or we were given a second chance?

Framed at the airport
On my return home, I am leaving the hotel and it must be a 5 star one, because some guys are carrying the bags for me. But one of them is very annoyed, because my friends who just left, were not very civilized and he thinks I don’t deserve being at this hotel. At the airport I don’t pass the security check and I have to leave some objects behind. Then I notice I’m being closely watched and followed. When making time for my flight I am going up some stairs on the emergency staircase which is a bit deserted, when I hear a shot, then on the upper floor I see a body lying down and a gun on the floor. Security appears instantly, they look at me and I feel I just have been set up.


1:25 GMT

Visiting a museum
On a foreign city on a mountainous area. Looks Italian and has really beautiful limestone buildings, canals and a view to majestic mountains around. I am walking through a path for tourists which is a bit challenging, along the main canal, but with some obstacles, like hills or abandoned buildings where we have to climb a bit. The sun is setting and I’m still in the beginning of the path, so I decide to go back and return next day to finish it. Then meet a group who is going to meet another person at a museum and they invite me to join. The museum is bizarre, because if you go to the right you enter a spa and if you turn left you visit the exhibitions. Some of them decide to go to the spa instead and they have to buy weird white shirts they need to wear to enter the spa. Usually on spas they give you a robe, but this is more stylish, artistic... Only me and another guy end up visiting the exhibition and I see nautical stuff, globes and maps and my attention is caught at a huge poster on the wall, explaining the light diffraction and there’s an object diffracting the light equally in all directions and making a perfectly beautiful wind rose compass of light.

Bizarre under water backyards
When I decide going back to hotel the guy offers me a ride and he has to park a bit far and then we have to cross on foot some backyards area with nice vegetable gardens tended by the old folks of the oldest part of the town. Then something bizarre happens. Above us in the sky are some translucent pinkish plants and the whole sky above looks strange, as if we were inside a pond with water lilies above us and were seeing the light crossing the water and the leafs and flowers of the lilies. I turn to the guy and ask how is this possible. I almost grasp the answer but it slips and decide to just enjoy the weirdness.

Meditating among turtles
Then I enter some humble guesthouse, which has a view over the vegetable gardens below. I guess it’s where I am staying. I go to the bathroom and notice there isn’t much privacy, because the tiny window has no curtains and is facing the neighbour’s window. Then I go to the balcony and find a small aquarium with turtles inside and three more turtles roaming on the floor. I notice other neighbours around also have turtles in aquariums on their balconies. Because the turtles on the floor seem in need of water, I fill the balcony floor with water. Then I go to the kitchen and from there to the corridor, when I see my mom entering through the door. Because that’s totally unexpected in this context, I finally get lucid. I think she is just a DC so I ignore her but she is talking and talking, so I lean her against the wall and say “I don’t care, you’re just a DC!”. She first looks offended, then she gets mad and finally she disappears. Then I recall what my guru told me to do during the day, and I visualize the Buddha, preparing to sit and meditate. There’s a gap in my memory, but I remember clarity and light for an indefinite period of time. Then I’m interrupted by the same DC as before. I look at her thinking “really?” and so she transforms into a younger girl and her attitude also changes. She starts crying, saying I have no right to eliminate her. She says she wants to live and that I must let her exist. She looks so sad that I feel compassion for her. I realise she is just the product of my mind, but I also feel genuine sadness for her ephemeral existence, so I hug her and also shed some tears for her. Big mistake! She gains strength and soon some big Italian guy (her boyfriend) and a small kid are also coming through the door. I lose lucidity and wake up.

5:00 GMT

Eating cookies at art gallery
Doing more tourism. I see what seems to be a public toilet and go inside. There were two doors, for men and women but inside it’s a common space, actually a lobby with staircases going up and down and there’s a toilet just there, in the middle of this lobby. I realise it’s some kind of artistic joke and guess this is some museum or art gallery. I go upstairs and realise the art gallery spreads through several floors. Lots of nice paintings of different artists on each floor. In the centre of the building there’s a wooden staircase and an old elevator and the galleries go around this central space. I think it’s opening night, because they are serving cookies to the visitors. I am quite hungry so I take quite a lot of cookies from all plates I see. I am fascinated by an artist who paints in earth and green tones, plants and vegetables over abstract background. She uses juicy extracts of the plants or vegetables which are the theme, mixed with the paints. The information with the percentage of plant extracts mixed with the paint are on the labels by the side of the paintings. Quite original.
But then they start gathering people to watch some film or listen to some lecture on a room and I decide it’s time to go, cause I’m not in the mood for that.
I go to the elevator and see my reflection on the metal doors. I look like Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany’s. I fill my pockets with Belgian butter cookies which are on a plate on a table by the side of the elevator.

Geeky teen trying to get lucky
On the street I arrive at a huge square with an enormous imposing building from a famous architect from this city. It’s an old building but quite visionary for it’s time. It reminds me Gaudi’s architecture, because main façade structures is in stone and iron with huge glass walls allowing to see to the interior and then a huge tower structure rises from its interior - its legs are human legs but its top, which rises above the building’s rooftop, is just like the Eifel Tower. Wow, that’s dauntless!
A geeky teen approaches me and offers to take me a picture in front of it. I agree and offer to take a picture of him in return. He then didn’t let me go. He was quite chatty and I let him come along in my walks. He tells me everything about his life, including that he broke up with his first girlfriend just before summer break and would like to get an older girl to gain experience. I think he is joking and didn’t take him seriously but as time goes by I notice he really thinks he can get something from me. I’m having fun having a younger fan stalking me around while I visit the city, but I tell him he chose the wrong older girl, because he wasn’t going to get anything from me. He then starts trying to kiss me whenever I’m distracted. I’m amused with his attempts. One day I allowed me to kiss me in the face innocently just for the picture so he could tell his friends he had gotten lucky with me. But he moved on quickly to suck on my neck and hugging me tightly. As I try to get rid of his arms around me, he rubs against me, I feel his erection and I think he came. I feel embarrassed, so I get up and say it’s time to go. I cross a road and he is still after me. We continue talking although I’m more distant now. We then pass by some door and he says it’s his music school and he needs to go inside to check something about the schedule of his classes. I wait outside and then notice the next door is a designer’s shop. I go inside and she has amazing boots and shoes in recycled and natural materials, bags and so on, all totally original and so cheap – boots 9 EUR, no way! I really wanted to buy this stuff and then had the slight feeling maybe i was dreaming... Then I woke up.

7:30 GMT – wake up

Rrrr... I don't know if I should even try to keep this DJ going. I can only get on DV at school when we get to use the computers, and it's only ever for a few minutes... Plus, I don't think hardly anybody even reads my DJ. Anyways, all the dreams I have written down are at home, so I'll just put the ones from last night/night before that I can remember.

~Me and a few other people were walking around some type of dark building. A tiny little bunny-looking came up and one of the people with me said something about it being small. Right after that, it got really angry and grew into a huge, glowing green, rabid, rabbit-beast thing and started chasing us. The whole dream mainy consisted of us running from it, until it turned into a cracker thing and one of its legs came off...

~I was in a cross of one of my friend's houses and my house and just some random place. The big pink stuffed dog I have was sitting on a bed. She took it and started screaming, "You sleep with a stuffed bear!? A BEAR!?!?" and then smeared ketchup all over it's face. (?)

~There was a big boat; I think it was the Titanic. A bunch of people were on it doing some kind of investigation. It rose up into the air all of a sudden and disappeared. All of the people that had been on it fell down into the water. I think I was some detective woman. Me and these two men in suits ran out into the water and tried to look for the people. They were all kind of dissolving and fading away. Their eyes stayed, though, and kept growing and starting at me and it was completely freaking me out. I was trying to scream but no sound would come out.

~~~~~~~

I want to have a lucid.

Huzzah, I'll not complain about waking up early... I just wish it didn't come at the cost of a short lucid. =(

Anywho, I did have a semi-lengthy dream before becoming lucid, but I'll omit that due to it being fairly unremarkable.

Anyway, me and my brother (I don't have a brother in real life, so there's a good chance it was Elly.) are running to a bus stop, when I get the idea to do a reality check, I become lucid. My brother runs behind this chapel looking place and I follow (I forget to calm and anchor, but I don't really get a rush of excitement when becoming lucid...). My dog is there, and there's a padlock on the door.

Exhibiting a bit of dream control (Or lack there of.) I search my pockets for the key. Finding nothing, I look over at a copy of my dog (Wearing a wedding veil... Double-you tee eff.) and ask "Did I leave that key on your collar?". Sure enough, a key is hanging from his collar, I get the key off, pet both of the dogs (Blinking, hoping it'll merge the two into one... It doesn't.) and head in.

Immediately, I get a rush of a dread feeling upon seeing the room. There are familiar objects on the floor, and while I've never seen the room itself before, it seems very familiar. I only get a few steps in before I wake up. I can't DEILD back in. =(


So fairly easy to interpret. Elly didn't want me to see what was in there... I think, but then why did she indirectly lead me there? Bah, dammit... Elly needs to talk to me more instead of just waking me up when I summon her. >;/ This one was just long enough to not count as a fraction of a LD.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

00:00 GMT – sleep

Crossing Transylvania on the way between University classes
On a Portuguese class at the university. The teacher is (once again) my colleague Silva. I’m not paying attention, she notices and I have no shame in recognizing it. She scolds me but I say what matters is that I pass the exams. I’ve always been a nerdy student so all my colleagues are surprised with my attitude. I tell them the classes are quite pointless, that it is much more efficient to study at home, so I couldn’t care less.
I leave the class and outside I’m planning to go to my next class, which I think is biochemistry or similar and that one might be good to be there. As I cross the long building, I then realise it’s not on this area. To get to the other classroom I need to catch a train. I walk through a garden, I turn right and enter a gate (actually, the gate was closed and I flew over it) and then land on top of some stairs and enter a building, supposedly where I can get the train. It's all very 19th century looked-like, including the train itself and the people on board.
The funny thing is that this train has to pass through Transylvania (yeah, why not) before it takes students to the university precinct on destination. It crosses some really creepy and deserted areas, with mushy grey hills. There’s a couple sitting a few seats in front of me and the lady is holding a white cat on her lap, which starts hissing and scratching the window, looking terrified. The owners don’t see a thing outside but when I look to check I see a dark hideous creature, like a werewolf, with a devilish look in his eyes, watching the train passing by. Either there are several of them or the werewolf can disappear in thin air and reappear in another place, because I keep seeing it appearing, like following us. It gives me the creeps so I close the window shutters not to see it.
Then a kid comes to me and asks me if I have food. I say I almost have nothing to share and he gets angry. He says he is willing to pay a symbolic price, so I say he can go to a nice bakery on our destination stop, if he has money. But he keeps insisting, so I see on my bag what I have and decide to give him some bread I carry. I also have algae and mushrooms but I’m sure he is not into that. He grabs it and turns away, without a thank you. Weird, I think.

6:00 GMT – wake up

I am standing outside my house, looking around at the area. There is a lot of construction work going on in the house, it looks like they are adding large areas on to the existing building. I figure my mother has some reason for all the remodeling, though I don't remember what that reason might be. Since there is so much construction going on in the house, I wander around outside for a bit. It's like I never had looked around out there before, I wonder how things can be so unfamiliar to me since we have lived there for quite a few years. (For some reason this doesn't trigger a reality check! >.<) I walk over to the edge of our property, but instead of the fence I normally find there, I find a grassy ridge that blocks my view of the land beyond. I climb up the ridge, which is about eight feet tall, it's a gentle slope so it is easy to climb. Once I'm at the top I am able to look down into a green tree-filled valley that looks nothing like the desert I actually live in. (Another missed dream sign…) I notice a trail that descends into the trees and I wonder why I've never followed that path before, I make a note to myself that I'm going to check it out when I have more time.

For now I turn around and head back to the house. I go inside the house and make my way around the workers to the far side of the house where my mother has her new room. It is looking quite nice, this area is clearly almost done, so I look outside to where I remember my mother is going to have a large rose garden. There is already a selection of roses growing out there, many of them are rather large bushes with many beautiful blooms on them.

I go out through sliding doors to take a closer look at the flowers, they smell wonderful, but they are also swarming with bees. I am keeping my distance, but then a brisk gust of wind actually blows several of the bees right at me. They respond as if the wind was my personal attack on them and sting, leaving behind their stingers and dropping to the ground dead. I go back in the house and close the door behind me. I see there are quite a few stingers still in my arm, so I try to pull one out. I end up squeezing the rest of the venom right into my arm, and it burns a bit. I remember that pulling bee stingers out like that isn't a good idea, so I take a tweezers to carefully remove the others. Each of the stingers is dripping with copious amounts of venom, there is also venom oozing out of my arm where I was stung, and all I can think of at the time is that I am sure glad I'm not allergic, or that much venom would most likely be fatal!

Gray Hulk: Origins
Clarity: 6/10
Importance:3/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I see some framed comic books on the wall, and grab one to look at. It's the origin story of the gray Hulk. I see a lab where they are doing experiments on a cellular level. Recombinant DNA experiments that only have a 0.01% chance of producing something useful. Then I see two glowing green cells, from the original Hulk, and then the gray Hulk's face slowly fade into the scene.

Pulling back from the cellular level to the macroscopic world, the scientists who were working on this experiment are nothing but smears of blood. A military guy say that whatever they saw scared them so much, they committed suicide. To me it looks like something squished them after they were dead. In fact everyone in the project is nothing but a smear of blood, and there is no sign of whatever did that to them.

I pop out of the story, back to holding the comic book, and decide I like this dark re-imagining of the story.

Doctor Who: Universal Implosion
Clarity: 6/10
Importance: 5/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

Doctor who is standing there, and things around him are fading out of existence. First it's various people that disappear right in front of him, then more important characters. Davros is one of them, which would normally be a good thing, but his existence is essential , otherwise the universe would unravel, which is exactly what seems to be happening.

Soon The Doctor is the only thing left in the entire universe, which is imploding around him, crushing him into a singularity of golden light. Everything is gone but him, and just as he's about to wink out of existence too, he vows to remember everything. Apparently this was all it took to restore the universe, because after the golden flash of the implosion, everything is restored, and the Doctor is standing there with everything normal.

04.11.2010

Splattered (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I don't quite remember how I became lucid (because this dream happened a few weeks ago and I just found my missing notes), but the first thing I remember is standing in the suburbs. It was night, and I was staring down a wide, open street. There was a park to my right. Suddenly there was a commotion from behind a small patch of trees. Out stepped a gigantic "Smoke Monster". It was composed entirely of swirling black smoke, and was moulded into the shape of a 30-foot tall woman. Very Lost-esque.



She started wreaking havok- throwing cars around and firing lightning bolts everywhere. I thought I should probably take her on, so I hovered a few metres up, and flew at her. Before I even got close, she hurled a car at me. I was swatted out of the air like a fly, and was suprised to find that my head was actually spinning from the impact. I tried again. I got a running start this time, then leapt towards the smoke monster like a ninja. She picked up a car in each hand, and slammed them together with me in the middle, still in mid-flight.

Complete blackout. I must've been splattered.

DJ Log: November 4, 2010 – Morning, 4:45AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: After a long dry spell, I finally have some recall. It's only a fragment, but at this time I'll take whatever I can get.)

I am pushing an empty shopping cart across a large parking lot, walking toward a car wash in bare feet. While I approach the car wash bay, I can see some kind of small objects all over the floor. As I get closer, I realize that the whole car wash is full of turtles, ranging from babies to fully grown. I push the shopping cart into the car wash, being very careful not to run over a turtle. Once inside, the turtles stop moving, turn and start walking in my direction. A couple of the larger turtles try to climb up my legs, while a couple of others bite at my toes. I raise one foot off the ground, then lean forward on the shopping cart so I can lift the other foot. The cart flips over and I fall on the ground. When I open my eyes, everything is white and has no detail.

Hours of sleep: 6h
Vividness: 4/5
Recall: 3/5

I'm at my busstaion. And I'm sitting in a wheelchair.I try to go forward but my wheelchair is hard to move. After some moments I finally get rolling my wheelchair. It moves slowly. I cross the road. The cars stop and wait until I get on the other side. But it takes so long to cross the road. On the other side, I realize that a man in a wheelchair too follows me. I ignore him and roll to my house. I see the stairs, the door is opened.
Suddenly I'm inside with my wheelchair and I roll to the kitchen. Ma parents are there. They ask me why I let in a stranger?
- A stranger? About whom are you talking about?
They point in my direction and this wheelchair DC is insides. He is smiling but than he realizes that he's wrong here and rolls back to the entrance.
- Why did you take the wheelchair? ask my parents.
I answer that I don't know. I look at my foot and see that my left foot is plastered. My parents give me crutches. I take them and go outsides.

Suddenly I'm in a building. There is a tall man. I say to him that I have to go upstairs, but I can't because of the crutches. I jump on his shoulders and he carries me The building looks like a mall, but there is a river and a enormous hole with one narrow bridge. The DC wants to go over the bridge. I say him that's to dangerous. I jump of his back and jump on one foot to the river. I try to cross the river by swimming, but my foot is to heavy and I begin to drown. I soon have any breath. I panic

I awake!!!! O Gosh! I missed an opportunity to get lucid. Why didn't I start to breath under water?

Lucid! Advanced Task completed!

The dream goes on for what seems to be an hour, with many things happening that I can't recall. I vaguely remember asking my sister to look at my back and see if I have a tumor. Anyways, I'm with my classmates heading to class for the first day of school. We get to the door (for some reason our new homeroom is in the grammar school hallway) and I look at the detention log and somehow that reminds me: I'm now senior. So I say aloud to my friends, "Woah guys, I just realized: we're seniors now! It's our last year of high school!" They all look stunned and amazed by this revelation. Then I think to myself, "Wait a second... I'm not a Senior... I'm a Junior..." Dream check. DREAMING. I announce to my friends, "I'm dreaming! Clap for me!" Everyone cheers and whistles at my victory. I can only think of how trivial this moment is, and while they are accurate representations of the appearances and personalities of my friends, they're all false images created by my mind. At some point the scenery had changed, and we're in the Library Lab rather than in a grammar school classroom. I'm pacing around the classroom trying to remember my goal. I am flooded with goals that I think my friends suggested. At some point I consider having a duel with one of them to tell them at school, but I thought this would be a waste of time. I'm more interested in achieving goals and learning. I must have a goal, I would never go to sleep without one... Then I remembered and shouted, "November Task of the Month!" I remembered my induction practicing of what I thought would be an appropriate 'physical model' of Dream Views. I close my eyes and visualize the scene. I crouch down as if prepare for a race, then with a surge of energy I charge and rip my eyes open. My first attempt at teleportation: a success. And I even invented my own method without having to think how I would do it. Awesome. The scene is exactly as I had been visualizing it to be in the waking reality: a green hill jutting randomly above the horizon with the backdrop of a cloudy blue sky. I charge up the hill towards the dream characters that I imagined to be members of the Dream Views community. As I get closer, I begin to see them better. They're dressed exactly the same, all they're clothes grey and their skin a slightly lighter shade of the same color. They're all slouched and have no faces, just blank zombie like positions as they stumble around 'interacting' with one another. The meaning hits me: I'm just a speck of a person among a community of cookie-cutter stereotypes. I have no importance, nor do any of these 'individuals.' Maybe a reflection of how I view the world? I try conversing with one, but they all seem to convey the same message to me: that it doesn't make a difference. While this may seem depressing, it was actually nearly joyous in the dream. All I could do is marvel at the revelation that was before me; what dreams could show me. I walk around for about a minute longer among the zombies, then decide that this was enough for one dream. I wake up to record my experience.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was coming to see the birth of a baby. I had apparently seen the mother give birth before (possibly in an earlier part of this dream). I hoped I wasn't late this time.

It was day, and I was running toward the house. I seemed to be coming at the house from the back. The house was very small, white, and in a rural setting.

I noticed that the land behind the house had become a huge pool of water, apparently right from the backdoor. I stood at the edge of this pond, looking toward the backdoor.

A group of men and women about my age all exited the backdoor. A woman stayed in the house. She handed the newborn baby to a tall, skinny, slightly bearded man. The man may have dunked the baby in the water. This was the baby's birth.

I jumped in the pool (I was wearing a backpack, for some reason). I swam toward the group of people. I wanted to be part of the birth process so much.

I thought to myself that I've always worried about seeing a baby still covered in everything right after birth. But now the baby would be clean. I was disappointed and relieved at the same time that I wouldn't have to see the baby right after birth.

Everybody was now carrying the baby toward the far back end of the pond. I had to swim all the way over there to reach them now.

I got to the group of people. It may now have been all women. They were all talking with each other in cooing voices. I tried to be a part of whatever they were doing. But I couldn't see the baby anywhere.

I may have seen somebody carry the baby, now wrapped in swaddling cloths, over the edge of the pond. The pond was bordered by a ledge of flat, grey stone. I clumsily hoisted myself, in my wet clothes, onto the ledge. Beyond the ledge there was a slight drop down to some bare, dusty soil. I jumped.

When I landed, I was reminded of my backpack. I thought of how wet it must be. Then I remembered that my computer was in my backpack! It must be soaked right through!

I walked around the right side of the pond, heading back toward the house and the spot where I'd jumped into the water. I was trying to convince myself that my computer really wasn't soaked all the way through. I'd had it in its case after all, right? But I knew that was a lousy argument. The case wasn't waterproof. I knew I'd have to test it.

I got back up to the edge of the pond, then I turned around and walked back toward the back end, but up on the ledge instead of down in the dirt area.

I may have encountered my old friend K or my mom. I explained my problem with my computer. K/my mom asked me why I jumped in the pond with my backpack on. I replied that seeing the baby was so important that I didn't care what I was wearing.

I now had my computer sat on the ledge, opened, and turned on. I said, "See? It doesn't work. I'm just getting this one program you always get when your computer doesn't work. It's like a sign from the company that your computer is broke."

The program was some yellow and green colored video game that reminded me of an Atari 2600 video game.

My view may have changed to a dark office, where I was all alone.

Dream #2

I was in my great-grandmother's house. I sat near the front door. I sat on one of my great-grandmother's stools and ate some kind of sandwich.

I was probably by myself in the house, waiting for other people to arrive. The lights in the house were all on, and it was warm.

Some of my family had gone to the hospital with my great-grandma. She may now have been dead. Regardless of that, the doctors had done a bad job on her.

I recalled one particular statement made by a doctor. My great-grandmother had had something like a stroke. The doctor said that my great-grandma's brain would heal itself, so that there was so need for treatment.

I laughed to myself, thinking that they all should have realized there was a lot more damage than they'd thought, and that my great-grandma had actually needed a lot more help, especially since she was so old.

I tried to remember something about what the doctor had said. It had something to do with the electrical patterns in the brain, how they travelled in circles. I could feel the electricity in my brain, travelling counter-clockwise in my skull.

I remembered that the doctor said that if you have an electrical anomaly, such as a minor stroke, you could often wait for the electricity to come back around and reset the messed up part of your brain.

Now I had an electrical anomaly in my brain. I was having trouble speaking, as if my tongue were way too thick for me to talk with. I wondered if my mouth were just too full of food. In panic I pulled whole chunks of tomato out of my mouth. They looked like the upper palates, like for braces.

I tried to speak again, but my tongue still wasn't getting words out. I was pacing around the house, in a bit of panic. I convinced myself that it would just take time for my tongue to heal.

Just then my sister and great-grandmother walked in the door. I knew I couldn't speak, so I just kept quiet, trying to show by my facial expression how happy I was to see my great-grandmother.

My sister sat me and my great-grandma down on a red, plasticky couch (very unlike the couch my great-grandma had). My great-grandma seemed to be a lot livelier than she'd been in a long time. But I still was unable to speak!

My great-grandma (wearing a grey, tweed coat) said to me, "Aren't you going to say anything? Here I've come all this way to say hello. Aren't you going to be grateful and talk with me?"

I just started remembering now... I had a big lucid, total dream time must have been 15 minutes where a lot of stuff happened there were creatures I tried to call Nomad and some others for them to come and see me, my lucidity was high I was trying to keep the things that were happening in my memory I was telling that to myself so I could keep track of all the events that happened and write them down afterwards.

I flew on some sort of dragon, when "someone" I called came over... damn I can only remember that detail.