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Once again, I was with my girlfriend Elisabeth. And once again, a dream containing an insect.
Elisabeth was taking a bath in our bathroom and I was joining her. As I went into the bathroom, I saw this big insect (believe it was a bumblebee), and out of nowhere I, as an instict, smacked the bee to the mirror with a flyswatter (and how on earth did I get that flyswatter??).
Perhaps it was a reaction to my last dream, where I tried killing a crane fly with a flyswatter, perhaps my dream, when seeing an insect, was prepared with the swatter?

Anyways, the bee died and I looked up to the ceiling. In my bathroom ceiling there's like.. squares that you can lift and push aside. One of the squares was indeed pushed aside
in my dream, though the square was much bigger than the ones in real.
What I could see when looking up at the big square hole in the ceiling is really hard to explain. There was a light, just like someone had lit a massive candle up there, I saw the wall of the floor above the ceiling (as I was standing under it and my ceiling was its floor). I know , it's hard to imagine.

Down from the big hole in the ceiling suddenly came another big bumblebee. I ran to my mother and shouted something like "There's a huge bumblebee in the bathroom, take it away!", and my mother was busy with her computer that had broken and was pissed at it (a stationary comp even though she's using a laptop). I think I shouted to her again and she came out of her room. She saw the bumblebee (now flying around in the hallway), and shouted "Thats a bumblebee queen!".
I had my swatter again and tried chasing after the bumblebee queen but with no sucess. One minute I was chasing the queen, the next minute it was chasing me, flying around me in an aggressive way.

I cannot remember more but I have a theory that one of my dream signs may be being chased, escaping from something or being wanted for something.
We'll see how future dreams shows themselves.

My girlfriend Elisabeth and I was watching a movie when one of those spiders that can fly with very small round bodies and very long legs came in the room, a crane-fly.
I went to the kitchen to get the flyswatter, and when I walked back the hallway Elisabeth was standing in the dressing room in our house, well... more of a small dressing "space", where we keep all our outdoor clothes and such, in the end of the hallway.
I turned some lights on in the hallway and stood there for a moment I think, the crane-fly flew to me a couple of times if I recall it right, and I tried to wave it off.
I didn't manage to kill it whatsoever, it kept dissapearing once it had "attacked" me!
It had gone and I tried walking inside the dressing-space to get to my girlfriend, but once I got to the door-frame my face got stuck in a spider web, strangely enough (as no crane-fly can create spider webs).
I tumbled back and the fly appeared again, flying straight into my face and sort of "attacking" me.

As the fly went into my face the last time I woke up from my dream.

I started off in a room with a bunch of people. We were apparently making a D2 mod. A bunch of stuff happened that I can't remember. I remember seeing a bunch of zergling eggs spread about.

The mod ended up not succeeding. But I was invited to some party by the guy running it. The party, for some reason, was in Japan, so I didn't end up going.

Then I was with my mom, and she was looking through SA's stuff. There was some book that seemed to be like screenshots of her facebook pages. For some reason I didn't want my mom to look through them, so I kept taking the book and trying to distract her. Then it ended.

I started out on a bus. I was coming home with my sister apparently. She was with me, wearing her black coat. She had to get off a stop before mine, so I decided I would get off there and walk with her. We passed by a little park with a colorful playground and woodchip floor. On one of the railings my green sweater was hanging. I was confused as to how it had gotten there, but I shrugged and figured that I must have had left it there.

Then I was watching the screen of myself playing a D2 mod. There was some boss that was added in that apparently replicated the D3 boss. When I went to the level it turned everything a turquoise color. I had a pally. He was too strong so I TPed out, only to find that he somehow turned up there and kept following me.

I also have something written down about a computer and some other illegible word, but I can't remember anything about it.

Vacations are over. Now the real challenge begins. I trained myself to overcome the obstacles that will be put in my way, and I am ready. Bring it on, subconscious. I expect the same results than August, better even. Its a lot, but it will be done. No doubt. Honestly, im too depressed to give a crap about my dreams. Imma write what I remember, but its the afternoon now so its not much.

Theres a hypnotist. Its Luc Langevin, who is a magician in real life (see picture)

Throughout the dream he hypnotises me numerous times, all in which I find myself in a dark, tight place in which I have to find a door. I am nothing, in 1rst person. When you walk over a tile it drops down. Once the door is open, you are back into the real world and Luc welcomes you before you start again. Also sometimes you kill zombies with a shotgun. Some take 2 and others 10 shots. In my backyard, I refer to him as Lucas, which he finds insulting. (Not a nightmare )

A now officially recurring dream of the Academy where we go in the park for a break. I chat with Ahmed, a guy I used to play soccer with in school. But somehow we end up back in the class, only to do more cooking

fragmented dreams

At Xavier's Mansion (non-lucid)

I am the new mutant at Xavier's Mansion. Storm flies me and someone else around and shows me the outside grounds. She also shows me the sky which has compressed clouds, like a giant invisible foot is standing on them.

Later, someone tells me the foot has been lifting and its time to fight the evil within us all. I remember there being no one else in mansion but Jean Grey is wandering outside. I go to the glass window and its broken. I step on some glass. I have to dig some glass out of my foot and it is real vivid and hurts.

I FA and am running late for work. I run to my shoes and BroY walks through the door with eminem.

Homeless Beast of Burden (non-lucid)

BroX is helping an old homeless man. Gave him something to eat but the man is increasingly acting strange. Just sort of running around mindlessly making nonsensical sounds. He transforms into a gargoyle dog and is running everywhere knocking everything over.

Note to reader: Sorry I haven't been writing as much dreams lately. I haven't had any good ones until last night. Also the "cousin" in my dream is not actually related to me. We are just really close family friends so yeah. Malarie is a really close friend of mine as well. And my cousin and her do not know eachother. So here it goes!


August 30, 2010,

Ok so the dream started out when me, my 11 year old cousin, and Malarie are playing an online video game. We were like the best players in the game. This was weird because Malarie doesn't even know what the game is. We were staying in this big ass mansion. And it was like a sleep over. I was like "GUYS I have an idea. Wouldn't you like to become even better at the game?" And they were like "YEAH YEAH!" Then I was like "Ok with this video game...you can play on the xbox and you can play your character's and level up past 200 which is the level limit." I was holding up a DVD and they were looking at it amused. I put it in a DVD player to start playing the game. We were sitting there and then a movie started playing about an arena. And this arena took place in World War 2. The Nazis took a bunch of Jewish people and made them fight in an arena to the death. Much like the colloseum of ancient Rome.


This is kind of what the arena looked like in my dream except a little smaller and there was more dirt in the fighting arena.

Mal started crying because it started getting really gruesome and gross (also she is Jewish so she gets really emotional about these things). And she said "Do we really have to watch this to get better..??" and I said no we can just switch it to the game. I walked up to the TV to get it and I started getting that weird feeling again! I was slowly going unconcious then in a second I just blacked out. I woke up in the same mansion we were in. except I was alone in the dark halls of it. I was there and I started walking around. Then I got knocked out and kidnapped and when I woke up I was in the arena. This arena...was the same one from the movie we were watching. Then 2 guys grabbed each of my arms and dragged me out into the arena. I was going to fight some guy with like super speed and 2 knives. I was so scared. The guy just absolutely wrecked me. I could feel the pain and the knives piercing me. And I closed my eyes and wished it was over. Then the guy knocked me down on my back and he was declared the winner even though I didn't die for some reason after all those hits. Everyone thought I was dead but I wasn't I was just paralyzed and wasn't moving and I looked really beat up so they just assumed. They took me to the morgue with all the other dead bodies. And after a few days I started feeling better. I got up and started looking around. I was in the mansion again. Apparently the arena was outside of the mansion...so I walked downstairs and found another boy wandering alone.


This is kind of what the dark hallways of the mansion looked like in my dream.

It was my cousin who was playing the video game with me and Malarie earlier in the dream. He had a gameboy sort of handheld device that could control reality. And we walked around and found where all the other fighters were sleeping. The girl fighters slept in one room and the boy ones slept in another. As soon as we found them, we knew it wasn't safe. I told my cousin we should get out of here. He agreed and we walked with me out of the room. Then I accidently hit something with my foot and made a really loud noise. I started running to get out of there and my cousin followed me. The fighters were chasing us. And I saw a bathroom or something so we ran in and close the door and locked it. And then I told the boy to type in "@go ellinia" on his handheld device. This code would take us far away from the arena. So he typed it in. The fighters were trying to hit down the door. And I looked at the device in horror hoping it could work already! I looked at the device, and it only took his game character to Ellinia, not us. The fighters barged down the door. And saw us there. Then they started laughing because it looked pretty weird that 2 boys were in a small bathroom together. They dragged us out and my cousin disappeared. They kept dragging me somewhere. Then a woman who was just surrounded with an aura of light appeared and she gave me this bottle of liquid.


This is kind of what the woman's aura looked like except of course it was a woman not a man lol.

It was a potion. I took it and then suddenly I became invisible and untouchable. Everyone started looking for me and I didn't know what to do, I tried getting out of there but I couldn't find an exit. The invisibility wore off, and they spotted me. I had to think fast. I created a huge vortex so that it would suck in all the fighters that were chasing me. After it sucked them all in, the vortex turned into a small bowling ball. I created a giant treasure chest and opened it and dropped the bowling ball in it, shut it and locked it. It started rumbling and made noise like it was gunna open. I ran. Then this evil woman got me. I tried taking another sip of the potion but the bottle was empty. She took me to a blank room. And it was much like the arena except no dirt and no dust. It was just a blank room and a white hard floor.


Kind of like this except without the windows and furniture.

She started telling the audience, "THIS is what happens to a runaway." and she transformed into a giant snake. And I knew she was going to attack me, so I closed my eyes and when she hit me, I felt no pain. I opened my eyes again. She was startled. Then she said, "Let's see if Mr. Hotshot can handle a bullet to the head." and I yelled NOO! I knew this was going to kill me there was no way I could defend myself. I closed my eyes and I heard the bullet shot. The bullet hit my head and shattered on contact. I felt no pain. I opened my eyes. The woman was afraid. I stood up (because I was on the ground on my knees.). The crowd roared. I pulled out a desert eagle. I aimed it at the woman. I put my finger on the trigger. And then I woke up this afternoon at 12:13.

notes

Raven is there before me... okay...

My castle is decorated with a Halloween like-theme.

Raven is riding around on a silver disk. She gives me one.

She gives me a white android cat for my birthday. Or is it a cyborg? GAH! It become the size of a human and starts talking.

We eat lots of dream food. We keep eating the whole time, and laughing about how we can eat as much as you want.

You were there, but I am sorry if I can't remember you. lol

We all play a simulated battle.

There is also a standing hollow wave. I surf it. A demon surfing a wave on Mars... haha...

I surf on the soil of Mars.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in a car, sitting in the passenger seat. One of my classmates was in the driver's seat; this girl wasn't very nice in real life and extremely careless about what she does and says. This carried over into the dream.

We were driving onto a generic concrete bridge with two divided lanes, and an extra lane on either side for parked vehicles. There were only parked cars along the sides, and no other cars driving the opposite direction. It was just us and our own car. We were driving and then, my classmate pulled out her phone and looked away from the road, checking something. It was about eye level and she was squinting to see what it said. I can't remember the exact color or shape of the phone, but it did have a screen that took up half the front of the phone itself, like a blackberry.

She began to swerve to the left, into the other lane, and then hit a parked car. I quickly grabbed the wheel, because she was being so slow to react, and steered away. She looked at the road, then at me for a second, almost freaked out, then laughed and continued to text. I was so nervous, and I knew we were going to have an accident if she continued. I took the wheel when she was looking at her phone and suddenly turned it all the way to the right, into the rail of the bridge. "Oh, would you look what your texting did," I said scornfully. She hit my hand and said, "Don't, this is my dad's!" in an angry manner.

She then put her phone down and looked at the road. We were now off the bridge and going towards an underpass. There was a large white truck driving next to us, but a bit further away, as if the lane was fairly wide.

The dream ended.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

It was daytime, and I was in the backyard of my school. The back of my school was L-shaped, and consisted of sandy-colored bricks and eggshell blue highlights. Some of the stone was cracked or broken, but overall it was a pretty nice area. There was a small sidewalk-like path that went around the building from the back entrance way, and then there was green grass; the grass went on for probably a good seventy feet outwards. On the outskirts was diamond-woven fence like you'd find at any schoolyard, as well as large trees in full bloom. In the middle of this whole area was a light blue steel bench, one of the circular ones.

I was initially sitting on the bench but I decided to get up and leave the area. Although I wasn't lucid, I summoned butterfly wings by saying it out loud, and then I could see the shadow of them on the ground in front of me as they flapped. It was pretty neat. However, with each flap, I got way further away from the ground than I should have. After a few flaps, I was watching the earth, which was now visually around the size of a dinner plate. I was up in space now.

The earth looked like something from a 3-D mario videogame, complete with abstract green and blue pieces, and hardly any clouds.

The dream skipped and I was back on the bench, sitting down next to my sister. I was holding my ipod touch and watching House, M.D.. My sister leaned over a bit to see what I was watching, too. I saw House and Chase sitting at a desk together, looking at each other with love in their eyes and making kissy lips... Or something. It was so not like House to do that, or Chase. I suppose they were rendered as gay in the dream?

I had this dream the night of 08/29/2010.

I remember I was at some sort of debate/speech competition. We were on a large, expansive campus. I had the feeling it was in the desert; there was little brush or vegetation around and the buildings were tan. I was one of the coaches in charge. M., my fiance, was there. I knew he was in the large cafeteria/dining hall with the students. The league president of the area suddenly drew a meeting. He had a large map up on a projection screen and the coaches crammed around it. He told us there had been a bomb threat. We all grumbled, as if this happened often. I remember asking if we should take it seriously. The league president, K., said that due to protocol, we had to. We all began arranging our things when the atmosphere changed. Someone had gotten a call or somehow we knew that this threat was not only real, but it had been received around the world. Our map now started sprouting new threats in the area, big yellow boundaries being drawn in the counties threatened.

I didn't have a phone, and I suddenly rushed to the cafeteria to find M. Students were streaming from the cafeteria, and I frantically searched for M. I couldn't find him and I was screaming for him, running around in the crowd. I could feel the fear in everyone around me and I finally spotted M in the distance. I started running, but I felt as if I were running in slow motion. I couldn't run fast enough. The skies started to turn dusty and the crowds thinned as people tried to get away.

In the distance, I saw my horse, Deacon. I whistled to him and he turned. I whistled desperately again and he turned and game galloping toward me. I was still trying to reach M. Deacon leapt over two fences and I was suddenly leaping onto his back. I felt the only way to get away was to ride away on him, because no one had vehicles and I knew we wouldn't survive this explosion.

I turned Deacon towards M and M swung on behind me. I then turned Deacon away from the buildings, toward the open desert, and we started off.

But then we were in the ocean. We were deep down, at the depths, and I remember we were enshrined by some sort of spider-like creature and we were caught in her web. She was talking to us. M was there and I remember being so relieved. He was some sort of worm and I was some sort of crab. I remember we talked to the small, red spider as she brought us down to the sea floor. It was tropical looking water. She was telling us we would be safe here, in the ocean, at the bottom, while the world rebuilt itself. That no one would survive the explosions, and that only we would survive. That we might be down here for a long time. That our bodies had been transformed so we could survive here in the ocean together. M and I swam around each other and were so happy that we were not apart. I remember feeling so happy.

I then remember 'waking' up in a train station. It was dusty outside. There was a train enginge outside a glass-walled building. People were sitting inside on the benches. I thought, "Oh no, my body is still up here!" As if part of our soul had been transferred down into the ocean, but my other half was up here. I remember screaming out for M , but he was nowhere. Conductors looked at me angrily for being loud. No one seemed concerned, but I knew we were being evacuated. But what I knew was this explosion would obliterate life on the surface of the planet. I then looked at the train engine and noticed a spark. It was like the spark from a gas line, sparking and trying to catch. I turned to run inside, but my feet moved so slowly. I screamed "HEY" and dove into the walls. The engine exploded.

Then, I was standing next to the engine, but I was inside. The scene was quiet. I was right back where I had woken up before, as is back in time. I turned and noticed the spark on the engine again. I became panicked and rushed to hide behind something, knowing I wouldn't be saved. The engine exploded. A great roar.

I was back in time, back in the station. I suddenly ran to people, pleading them to help me. I knew M was in the ocean, waiting for me, and that my mind and consciousness was up here, on the surface. I was sobbing and begging people to help me. I was crying and I remember asking anyone who listened to please help me, I needed to get back. I was so overcome with grief. I felt like my heart was exploding. As I was sobbing, sitting on the bench, I heard the ticking of the spark on the engine. My mood turned for the worse and I was completely engulfed in despair. I lowered my head and waiting for the explosion once more, knowing I would never rejoin the love of my life and that my body down there would soon be lifeless and I would leave M all alone, waiting for eternity, waiting to come back up and find my body.

I woke up and was still raptured with the pain and despair.

I woke up and remembered today is the first day of school, next thing I know I'm in a factory.

I remember leaning out of the bathroom window and looking to my left to talk to a sink, this sink is a medium between myself and God. It drips water and moves.

I then find myself outside where Hudson points out the axe "Spiked Up" styling putty in a pile of garbage. I tell him I don't need it.

I was in line for something big. Brian Branstetter is behind me in line giving me mean looks.

I was in a very large room with an enormous ceiling, there where people everywhere. The mob was so thick that I couldn't walk through it. the building itself looked like a church gathering hall, everyone was chatting, It was calm and I was dishing up some food from the food table.

This dream starts off with me watching Peter Jackson's rendition of the Lord of the Rings movie, the Fellowship of the Rings. Everything seems like it is in virtual reality or 3D and I am viewing the movie from the inside. I can move myself around and view everything from any angle I want but I am invisible to the characters in the film.

The part of the film taking place is when Gandalf is imprisoned atop the Tower of Orthanc in Isengard and he looks over the edge to view the destruction of the trees and the beginning of Saruman's war industry. Everything feels very real like I am really there and watching a real event take place, even though paradoxically it feels as if my body is laying down on a bed.

As the scene progresses a thick fog rolls in enveloping the top of the tower and making it impossible to see the things occuring on the ground below. Gandalf disappears and there is suddenly quiet, and along the edges of the tower's platform many standing easels appear with painting canvases on them, all facing towards the center where I am. At first the canvases are blank but as the fog swirls around them streaks of grey colour slowly start to appear, as if the fog was being imprinted on canvas or if the fog was doing the painting. The images look like rouge renditions of clouds or of the fog itself.

I can feel the fog as it swirls all around and it is cold and damp, like sheets of cold silk being pulled across my skin, and at first I fear that I am being painted on too but when I look down I cannot see my body because it is either not there or invisible.

The scene changes and I am in a painting studio somewhere in Renaissance Italy. It is nighttime and the room is dimly lit by a few candles and is filled with the thick fog from the previous scene. Men of various ages start entering the room from a door on the west side of the room but it is too dark to see there faces. They all sit or stand at canvases around the room and begin painting in the dim candle light despite the thick fog.

A large window on the east side of the room begins to light up as the sun begins to rise and as it does so I can see the men's faces and what they are painting. The men are all famous painters throughout history, from the late medieval period to the late 19th Century and even though they are dressed according to their specific time period, they are all painting pictures of clouds, under the direction of a man dressed in black Renaissance style clothing whom I think is Leonardo daVinci.

I am in awe of all the painters and am entralled to be able to watch them work. As the sun rises further the fog dissipates even more and almost disappears completely. There are all different sorts of clouds being painted: there are thick, dark storm clouds; fluffy white clouds lit by bright sunlight; clouds lit my the moon, and so on. One of the painters is even trying to paint the fog in the room.

The painting they are creating are incredibly beautiful and I remember thinking to myself "I wish I could paint like that." Everything still feels very real and even though I still feel like I am laying down, I can move about the room to get a closer look at some of the paintings. At one point I stretch out my arm and touch one of the canvases and I can feel the wet paint on my fingers, though I cannot see it because my body is still invisible. (Through all of this I still had the sensation that my body was laying on a bed. I know it is contradictory, but I felt I was both laying down and moving around as if free from my body. I don't know really how to explain it.)

The day seems to go by too quickly and the sun begins to fade and the room begins to darken. The fog returns and becomes thick again as the sun goes down. The scene changes yet again and I am now indeed laying on my bed in my apartment and I can see my body. The images of famous painters creating images of clouds in a foggy room is still before my eyes, projected on the far wall of my bedroom as if it were a vision or hallucination.

My room is suddenly full of the clouds they are painting, lit by the setting sun, and I am again entralled by the beauty of it, though my body lays motionless upon my bed as if paralyzed. As the sun sets and the room becomes darker, the painters themselves disappear though the images on the canvases continue as if painted by invisible hands or creating themselves. The beautiful oranges, pinks and purples on the clouds fades to a dull grey and soon I can no longer differentiate the clouds from the fog because it is too dark.


The light fades competely and everything goes black. The dream ends there because I wake up.

gymnast fragment-nl
a girl on a stage does a routine and runs off the stage. people are talkin on the pdium. she comes back out running and has put some pants on. she launches herself into the audience, onto 3 of her frends. she hugs them and runs back on stage and back.

zero gravity fragments-nl
im in a zero grazity room with a few other people. we are playing various games

puppy fragment-nl
i am talking to dan about his new puppy. it is a "pit mix" and is red collered. its very young and very cute.

kitty mcallister-nl
im not sure if thats her name, but i was her and jeremy was robert. we were in a school and he was giving a speach. i was fat and wearing a tshirt ans sweats. i lcame in late and layerd down in two empty seats. he was talking, something happened, and he came down, gave me an ugly but obviously very expensive necklace. then gave me another that also came with eerings...uglier and more expensive. i walked to the lreft and some women were commenting about my weight. one said i was fat, the other looked at me critically and said i wasn't that fat. i told them to find me in a few months and id be thin again.

kkk houses -nl
im driving in a jeep like vehicle that has 3 rows. i am in the middle of the middle row with jeremy on my right. his window is open, he is deinking icve water. we r driving through a rich part of houston. we see a gander mountian. its 3 stories high, has a fancy restaurant. i can see furnature stuff. i kinda wanna go, but tell jeremy no when he asks. we stop at a red light, a woman waslks by and puts chasnge in jeremies cup like he is a begger...it was just ice by now. we take it out and laugh. it's 4 quarters and a nickle or dime. my mom is driving. we enter a very bad party of town. it's halloween. they dress their houses up. we pass 4 houses/shanties that are dresased like kkk members. mmy mom is distracted and almost crsahed. i tell her to be extra careful bc we have nonwhite people in the car and we really dont wanna get stuck here. she keeps driving down a windy road thats barely a road