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quite a vivid dream last night but still no lucidity since my first timy period of it the other week.

I was in Dundee at the seagate, just outside the church there. I was carrying 2 tesco bags for some reason and seemed to have made camp in a black tent at the bottom of the church stairs by the bench. I turned my back to go put some rubbish in the bin and when I turned round again the tent was flattened and flapping in the wind, while I saw a junkie lifting my stuff and putting it in a really strong, clear plastic bag.

He hadn't seen me yet, so I walked up behind him as he was about to cross the road and jerked the bag out of his hands, telling him "I don't think so mate!" He made a run for it and suddenly we were in the Perth road. He made a run for the flats that were opposite the Londis. I could see him in the window of the flats upstairs and it was as if all of the flats were joined together into one big flat, as he continued up Perth road through the flats.

I clearly remember one of his junkie mates that was with him. He had long dirty blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, looked to be in his late 40's or early 50's and had a scraggly beard to match his hair. He was wearing a green jacket, like the kind of army surplus thing that Ewan used to wear and blue Jeans.

This guy shouted out the window for me to fuck off and I screamed back that he was a homeless junkie fuck who deserved to go to prison. I gave up on the chase at this point and the scenery shifted again.

I don't clearly remember where I was but I do remember laying the clear plastic bag that I'd stolen back from the Junkie next to a battered looking coffee table. As I pulled my stuff out of the bag, I realised that there was other peoples stuff in the bag as well. Purses and wallets mostly. I remember agonising in my dream over what to do with them. Should I keep the money in them and call the owners, giving them their cards etc, sans cash? Should I take them down to the police station and hand them in? Or should I just keep the cash and bin the evidence of ever having them?

I don't know when I decided but I found myself on the phone, calling round the owners to tell them to come and pick up their belongings from my house. At this point as far as I am concerned I am in my old house at south george street but on waking, it looked nothing like it. I clearly remember one of the purse owners saying "hello" when she answered the phone to me but don't remember any of the subsequent conversation.

That's it, I must have woken up or ended my REM cycle, as I don't remember anything after that.

- Last night I slept for 5-6 hours then woke up, as usual i go to the toilet. When i get up my vision is really hazy , and somehow manage to stumble to the toilet and back to bed, falling back to sleep instantly.

* Usually I feel like i'm watching myself in a movie whilst dreaming.

Anyway once i fell asleep i had this dream and i was standing outside my house and there was some evil guy inside .

All of a sudden I pulled out a thermal imaging gun ( I had recently been playing Call of Duty Modern Ware fare 2 ) and saw the "evil" thing hiding behind my front door.

I felt as If i was coming to my senses and realized that I was in a dream somehow, because as i was looking through the thermal gun I zoomed onto the "evil thing" and he was wearing shoes. To be specific "nikes" I could see the big Nike tick , I really wanted to laugh.

But then it ended, Suddenly i forgot what just happened and my dream carried on as if I was watching a movie as usual.

At age 17 me and my family moved into a new nieghborhood, a new house. I took the attic room. After being there for a month and a half, my mother, myself, and one of my best freinds were all convinced the house was haunted. There was a constant sense of something watching you in that house, it was,,,, unnerving.

After being in the house for a couple of months, we became aquainted with our next door neighbor, a jolly talkative woman in her late twenties who was pregnant at the time. After becoming aquainted she wasted no time in telling us that the previous occupant of the house had run into some trouble with the law, didn't wanna go to prison, and hung himself, in the attic room, which was now my bedroom.

After being there for about seven months, I had this lucid dream.

I was on my way home, walking back from a freinds house. I realized I was dreaming. Immediatly after I realized I was dreaming, a short, smallish built gentleman in his late fifties approached me. I never saw his face. He was wearing a field workers hat they would wear in Mexico with a colorfull blanket draped over his shoulders. The man never spoke a word to me, and yet he demanded my attention. He was exactly how I imagined Don Juan to look like from the Carlos Castaneda books.

Instead of saying anything, he pointed in my direction, and as his arm pivoted towards another direction, I experienced a wooshing sound, like I was in the middle of a cyclone, and after his arm stopped moving, we were in my room.

Before I had a chance to ask what we were supposed to do there, he loaded up his pointed finger again turned his arm towards my bed, the wooshing sound took place again, and instead of my bed there was a cocoon with a moldy corpse inside of it, kind of looked like a mummy that had been unwrapped.

At this point, I felt an ah ha in my heart area, and I turned to him and said, "ohhhhh you want me to wake him up". (Don't ask me how I knew this, I just did).

So I put my hands on the cocoon and started cradeling it back and forth. After moving the cocoon back and forth like you would rock a baby in a cradle. It didn't take long before the corpse looked like an old man.
After rocking him for only a little bit the cocoon disapeared and I put my hands on the old man. He was starting to be animated and he was talking to himself like he was dreaming. After a little while he now only looked about 28. He was now very irratated, and perturbed, like he would be if I was waking him up out of bed. He finally roused and said "what, what do you want"?

Now it was my turn to use the wooshing pointed finger arm motion gesture. And when the woosh was over, a pregnant woman was standing before us, and the 28 year old guy was standing beside me when I told him " you have to wake up, because you have to be born".

At this point the Don juan DG, or SG, or I don't even know if he was my guide,,,guide came up to the man and they began to talk.

At this point I was appreciating the lucidness of the dream I was having, I kept staring at my hands and then staring at the walls, for some reason, I then jumped off the roof of my house, staring at my hands and feet while falling. The 28 year old and Don Juan were looking over the side of the roof down at me while I was falling. The 28 year old asked, why is he doing that? And the Don Juan, of whom this is the only thing I heard him say to me through the whole dream replied in a resigned, exasperated tone, "because,,, he's an idiot".

As a last note, I never ever felt the unnerving presence in my house after that, and I never heard any one else note of the presense after this either.

After waking up from a short sleep time, I dreamt of my cousin who is in Florida. She had recently succumbed to a stroke which left her right side somewhat affected. In my dream she was just coming home from the physical therapy in the hospital. I saw that her right side, in my dream, was affected with slurred speech as I expected she would be. We hugged each other as in consolation for her situation and mine as I have been stricken with Multiple Sclerosis. I felt as though there was a reaching out between us through time and space or it could be a notice of things to come in the near future.
As a side note, I have an affinity for Nostradamus

non-dream non-lucid

21-08-10 I was in Merlot's (yes the bar from true blood, ) with my friend, colleague and soon to be neighbour (first time I dreamt of him, couldn't do anything about that ). He was getting a lot of attention from all attractive women in the bar (I hate him!!!) except one, a red haired girl that seemed to go blonde over the course of the dream. She on the other hand kept smiling at me and I smiled back, but didn't do anything else. She told Daniel she had to go back to Max, her presumed boyfriend. At one point I get a message from an unknown number and I know it is her, it is an animated film about a small blue man that lives in the wall like a mouse. The text after the film says “This is Max ”.

After almost being sucked into another dream about a small dog that lives in the same wall as Max, I get called back to the first by a scene where someone is stealing the tip money (very similar to the last episode I watched). Two friends of mine (random DCs) and I run through town to find Claire (An English friend of mine) and it is quite obvious that she has taken the money. We run through the city which has a cross between Barcelona and Copenhagen feel to it. We find Claire at a café with a stack of money on the table and a couple of notes she has quickly dropped in a half full pint. I pick up the notes and put them in the stack. One DC want to take some of the money and claims it to be finders keepers, another want to set up a recurrent business. I tell them it is all going back and the DC with the business plans asks me “Who put you in charge of our ethical considerations?” “I did!” I reply and start heading back to the bar.

When we get back Claire is at the bar serving a pint, she seems anxious and I know this is because of our return. Sam gets up and I give him the money. He calls me and another DC into his office, and this DC transforms into the aforementioned woman. We have a bit of a mouthing and the woman is acting like bitch. To wipe her smile of her face I go to slap her, although I have no intentions of carrying through Sam grabs my hand behind my head. “I had no intentions of doing it you know?” He explains how she has been through a lot with his brother and how she has now had to move out, so even if I had slapped her it wouldn't have been the worst that could happen to her (!?!?!?).

The woman starts to make serious moves on Sam and he can't resist it. I close my eyes as I don't want to see. Devious tramp I think to myself, before my idea about her turns into “Succubus!”. I keep standing there as they are blocking the entire office until the woman makes small room and says “scoot”. I grab the door and the wall and swing my lower body over Sam's legs in order to get out. The last thing I say is “Oh btw, she stays!”. “Who her?” Sam replies “Claire, you idiot!!” I reply, “She stays or I go” (somehow I now have a working affiliation with Merlot's). I feel like Claire deserves a second chance. I go out of the office and over to the bar and over to Claire. She is blushing as I approach and I can feel how uncomfortable she is becoming, I kiss her on the cheek grab my dream journal and start walking towards an empty part of the bar. Claire calls “thanks” in a questioning tone of voice and as I can hear she doesn't want to let it go right away, I turn around and send her a smile. She smiles back and resume her work.

As I am walking towards that empty place in the bar to write my dream journal, a woman calls me and smiles at me. She is quite large and she tells me she wouldn't mind kisses either. I send her a smile and carry on with my route. I wake up.

In my dream, Shaun randomly added Tobias on msn.
He then met the Pallkars people IRL. I introduced everybody to him, but then later I realised that I had forgotten to tell everyone who he was so they had no idea for a while.

And then there was some thing where we had a competition. Oh yeah, there was a game and we could fly and stuff. It was pretty awesome. You had to take photos along the way for some competition. I was annoyed because all the winners had used photoshop to improve theirs, lol.
There were also skeletons or something.

"HAH shared dreaming isnt real....... "

Trolls! LOL!

Raven opens a portal to MoSh's Inner World. The wormhole suddenly blooms. We are in a huge cavernous wormhole. Some strange bats come and attack us, trying to feed off of our energy. I spin around, and form a green force field around myself. For some reason, I am a minotaur. They begin swarming. We are all fighting the bats off. When we get through to the other side, we all feel sick.

I vomit dark energy. My symbiote is full. I scream, and dark energy shoots out of my eyes into the sky, and a storm forms. Ashen rain begins to fall.

Let's get inside, says MoSh.

Maybe, we can use some healing? How about we visit the Hot Springs? says Raven.

She opens a portal to the hot springs. I see a bunch of other dreamers there. Weird. Is it a party?

Raven and I say we are going to make new ones that don't expel dark energy, Balancing Pools.

MoSh looks at us strangely, and shrugs.

We walk toward the base of the mountain, and make a waterfall appear, with cool crystal clear water by waving our hands in the air. I see our guides helping us, like ghosts. Then, we make hot springs appear. These have a thin layer of smooth silky mud. Oh, we can use that for a mud bath, says Raven.

Make dream body look ten years younger, I laugh.

We jump in the pool at the waterfall. I notice it moves around my dark energy. It feels like it's stretching it out. Weird!

Then we go in the Hot Springs. It makes the dark energy come out of my pores, like sweat. I step out and I sweat out excess dark energy.

Suddenly don Juan appears, and I freeze, as if in a trance.

So, you see, young old Nomad, one way of excreting dark energy harmlessly, but even superior to that, is respiration. Look at this. He breathes in many colors of energy, and blows out a swirl. He changes which kind of energy he exhales in one breath. It will take you years to be able to do this. But, for now, just focus on exhaling dark energy, since you have an excess of that. Breathe in all other types of energy, but dark energy, and exhale only that. Good. Now, increase your dream body temperature through yogic breathing. I begin yogic breathing. Good, my pet, my strange little unicorn. You can even do yoga or exercise in dreams to create dream body heat in order to sweat. Your friend, Walms, is always in a battle, so he is constantly sweating his dark energy out. Another thing you can do is increase your light energy intake to balance out the dark. You may feel like this is an excess of energy, but all you have to do is move the energy to all your dream body particles. Right now, you contain all your energy in your center, because you have the idea of a stomach in your mind. Your dream body has no stomach. Therefore, spread your energy. Look, go close to the sun. We teleport to the Sun. Inhale the sun, lad! I inhale the sun's light energy. It feels like I am inhaling fire. I feel the dark energy react to it, then balance out. I am dark on the bottom, and light on the top, then all the energy mixes, and balances out. Every dream particle of my dream body has both types of energy.

Okay.... you have been ridiculously walking around with those two wristlets I gave you and not been using them. I look at them. Their are a gray-greenish metal, with ornate carvings. One has a white stone, and one black. I then realize there is a tiny piece of a star in the white stone, and a tiny piece of a black hole in the black stone. It's super detailed, and the dream is so vivid! For some reason, I am in Greece in a temple or something. I am were-bull.. I was a Minotaur, but am now a human? WTF? Men armed with spears rush in at me. I shoot astral tentacles out of my wristlets. They whip around and grab the men around the ankles. My left dark one drains their energy, and the white one burns them with fire. I roar, and turn back into a Minotaur. YOU MADE ME WHAT I AM! YOU FUCKING "SCIENTISTS!" YOU ARE PLAYING GOD, AND YOU CREATED A MONSTER: ME. I grab one of the men in my mouth and fling him into a wall. I break through a wall and run into the country side. I find a cool river to drink from. I see my minotaur face. I feel vaguely confused. I eat some grass in a meadow, and lie down.

I awake in the Glen of Healing.

Raven: Wow, Nomad, you were asleep for a long time. Are you okay? You were talking in your sleep. I tried to follow you into your dream, but there was this weird barrier, so I thought you wanted to go into your Inner World or something.

I think I had a past life regression, or something Raven. I was a minotaur.

Oh, in another dimension?

No, I think the aliens experimented on us... or humans. Did some weird gene splicing somehow, and those mythical beasts... were experiments.

Whoah.. okay... Let's relax, and look at the stars.

Okay, let's go to Ye Olde Temple, and sit on the spaceship launch pad.

I open a portal to the Temple of Nothing. There is a picture of five animal faces on the launch pad. I don't recognize the kinds of animals they are. weird. One has a lot of reddish fur, and a big grinning face like a monkey.

We watch the stars dance across the sky.

I see Lonewolf run across the sky in a constellation, chasing a crab. Weird.

I feel like I am re-dreaming a dream, Raven.

I know.

a bruce ashford look alike claimed that I was cheating on my exams
at some point a tooth randomly fell out
I was talking to a really hot girl who was older in 201 upstairs in Binkley and there was something dangerous about her, maybe crazy
guy who looks like Bruce Ashford was really upset with me in class and began to you at me, I some how got the ability to sue because he finally touched me, he wasz swinging his arms all around me, we were in a dark version of Bethae
I had blamed Chris for sexually abusing me
It was dark outside
I had a bath to wash a kitten in and we were throwing and putting the stuff together to begin to go inside, we were outside our apartment complex
We were outside and I yelled at Chris for being a liar, and all the black people were about to come outside and I was scared, Jarrett wondered why I would yell like that
we thought a new guy from the old community group was doing something behind the furniture, they took a blood sample and the results were coming in, it was my living room from Summerfield
I was walking up the stairs with Jarrett, it was McDowell
a tooth and then My teeth fell out and I began to choke, and Jarrett said "o that's not good" sarcastically and walked off

The Assassination of Miranda Lake - Partial lucid - 1/5
Setting is Victorian period, and we're in this big mansion (possibly a political building).
Miranda Lake was a very well-to-do figure in the political scene. She is also something of a sorcerer, and she's evil. My "sister" (we are part of an underground movement, this DC was not my related sister) and I are to kill the sorcerer.

"The problem is," my sister was saying, "Whenever I get near her, I can't kill her. She has this magical spell protecting her that makes us adore her and unable to kill her."

"I'll back you, sister!" I said. "Be brave, we'll get through this together."

"It will probably feel like I'm killing my one true love," she warned. "I really need you in on this," she maintained.

"You have my word," I said.

We went into the room. Miranda knew what was up, and immediately put her spell to work. However, she chose the wrong person. She approached me and placed her arms on my shoulders. I immediately started to forget why we were here. I struggled to remain aware and wondered what was taking my accomplice so long.

"Do it now!!" I commanded.

A shot rang through the air, and Miranda's body crumpled before me. "We need to get out of here, and fast!" my sister warned me. We left the room. Someone else in our group was casting a spell of their own. The guards of the mansion would know what we'd done, but the spell cast would make them either unable to care, or unable to comprehend, it was something along those lines.

We left through the front of the building, and the guards were giving us the awkward eye, but they didn't move from their post. We decided to split up at this point and rendezvous at our headquarters.

I was jogging along this pathway... I was the last person in the group, on the path. There was another guy up in front of me (walking a dog), and more people along the way, ahead of him. I felt I really needed to catch up with my companions, especially since Miranda's spell would not have worn off my sister, yet.

I started catching up to the guy in front of me and jogged to the side to go around him. He moved with me. I moved to the other side, and he moved with me again.

I caught up and saw that it was Danny! And the dog he was with was Buttons (my former dog - she was put down 4 years ago). "How are you moving with me from all the way back there?" I asked him.

"I was intentionally trying to block you," he said.

"Oh... well, I really need to be catching up with the rest of the group," I said.

"How are you going to do that?" he asked... it seemed like he was leaning towards something, and I'm not catching on...

"I was going to jog..." I replied.

"Oh right, cos you're a great jogger!" he giggled... not maliciously, but he was taunting me, nonetheless.

I sped up and felt my legs go all slow and get that water legged feeling... "I suppose I could fly," I said, sort of cluing in.

Suddenly, my dog bared her teeth and attacked me! She bit onto my hand. It didn't hurt me. Danny knew this. "Why doesn't it hurt?!" he yelled. I fought off my dog.

I also misunderstood his question (stupid dream-logic) and answered, "She's attacking me because she's a spirit and knows I just helped kill someone!" (I think Danny actually facepalmed me here, but my dog was attacking me again, so I didn't see. But I bet he did). My dog was being even more aggravating now, so I literally pushed her off me and she fell onto the ground, on her back. She was stunned. I lost any lucidity too.

"What did you do?" Danny asked.

"Nothing... when I knock her out, she forgets why she was being aggressive," I answer. I knelt down and took her by her forepaws and started rubbing them.

"I think you've killed her again," Danny said (Oh thanks ).

Her eyes started fluttering though! I picked her up in my arms and carried her (vertically). She was completely pacified too. Danny, however, was pretty aggravated now, lol. "So NOW what are you going to do?! Carry her for the rest of the dream?!"

"Yep," I answered. Dream dissolved.

20.08.2010

Saiyan powers and a charity company. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Nothing amazing... Just three dreams (one fragmented)

Second:

I was inside a building with other dream characters. We had some super saiyan powes. We were able to throw energy beams and fly. Suddenly, I said, "I wish Babiddi turned good" I saw Babidi's face changing into a gentle one. He ordered Majin Buu to kill him. So he did.



There were a few hostile DC around me, however, I wanted to fight and test my powers. I flew approaching a guy and prepared an energy blast, but I was adviced not to. The other DC prepared a blast as well, but he's was a lot weaker. This guy tried to hide under a table that was in the middle and I laughed at him.

While I was having fun, I was called by my dad. He told me that my mom was not well. She had to go to the ER and get surgery instantly. Something about her previous surgery went bad and they needed to fix it.

I was going to meet with my dad. My dad was different from waking. He looked more like a Chinese guy. He had a lot of muscles and his whole head was bald except for a long black straight ponytail. He was able to do a lot of artistic stuff. He was in a room with several wooden and iron sculptures and furniture. He showed me a buffet, a server and a wardrobe made with his bare hands. They looked very cool. There were five kids too.

I left this room and there was like a reunion. A big company was doing like a show. They were saying that they donated from $90.000 to $110.000 every year to charity for each member in the company.

Missed dream signs:
- The whole dream was odd..

What I would have done if lucid:
- 1st: Talk with the hostile character.
- 2nd: Look for my mom and find out what happened.

20.08.2010

Work to Kids. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Nothing amazing... Just three dreams (one fragmented)

First:

Someone told me to give work to kids. It was a very urgent project and I was not very happy with it. The kids were not supposed to say some words.

Missed dream signs:
- Unknown.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Unknown.

If I'd bothered to do this at 7 AM instead of 2 AM the next day.. oh blah.

Zombies dove at me, this place is freaking me out. Chains, red lights, fuck.

I get out of the way easy, transport to another spot. Zombie trying to get through to me, I put a box up and triangle chained it so they couldn't get through.

Then I woke up.

fffuuuu---

First a fragment: I was at my friends house and he told me he was busy but when he was done he wanted to play FF XIII with me.(its only a one player game though? lol)

This dream was based off of Fallout 3 and a lot was shooting and trying to live and i don't remember a lot of specifics so I'll skip all the shooting and going around. i was looking through one guys body and found something weird(i think it was a little flaming car or something). So I pick it up and i instantly lost karma so i drop it. I then find the man responsible for me having to fight all those guys and wasting my time. So i start shooting him but he must have had really strong armor or a lot of health because he wouldn't die. Then he got backup so i shoot them and i finish him off and say, "about time, that was my last clip and throw the clip off to the side." then a beautiful woman showed up(definitely did not belong in fallout 3, she was too beautiful and she looked like a real person). She asked me what path i was going to pick and 3 paths showed up and i picked the middle one. (the bottom one was the path to evil and i don't remember what the top one was). She blushed and said she would love to be with me, but people still needed me. I wanted to ask what she meant or to try to change her mind but i woke up very confused by what she meant. (really wished i had become lucid)

This was a very long and weird dream. I think i was in the Amazon or someplace very tropical so that is what I'll call this place. It had flooded recently and their were really weird species in this area. A research team and I(along with a few others) came to help but none of us expected this. They were already mostly set up and i decided to dive in to look around for anything noticeable. So I dive in and see very colorful fish that light up and then flying salamanders? One attacks me and it is poisonous apparently because i fainted. I wake up very drowsy and decide to take a shower. I went to the shower and i notice there are dead fish and frogs and stuff and it smelled rank so i walk away and go to ask why and see their are a lot of dead stuff in the shower when i came to the observation room with a giant radar and i noticed something very big flying all around and was worried and tried to figure what it was. I had to go back out and my group got attacked by a giant alligator and one guy pushed me back while swimming away like crazy and i was really pissed but couldn't really worry about that since i was swimming away from a giant alligator and i flew up(none of this triggered me to become lucid? lol) to avoid the alligator and swam back pissed and soaked. it was night by then and i saw everyone getting attacked or they were hurt and i knew i needed to get everyone out and started to help when i woke up.

Non-Dream non-lucid

21-08-10 I was on some sort of party boat, a stationary kind with many friends from high school and preschool. I was still wearing my working clothes. We were getting drunk. In the beginning of the dream it was mainly Ronja (a good current friend of mine) and I being mingled up with a bunch of high class arrogant idiots, although I don't normally perceive myself as judgemental, these pricks were the stereotypes of condescending spoiled brats in their early teens / mid twenties. One in particular kept harassing me and intended fully on hurting me, which scared me a bit but also excited me and got me worked up, I was always walking the line between the fight vs. flight reaction.

I start listening to some music, I have an incredible piece of technology, a sort of smart phone that sort of just gives you what you want to know at the time, I mean mentally (So here goes, technology actually DOES tend to work in my dreams, especially smart phones enough for Mensa, probably should have reality checked this one though ^^). There were a couple of Danish rappers that I tend to find comical (Nik and Jay) and they had made a new single with video, available from my phone that was producing an AMAZING quality sound and picture, this technology also allowed you to immerse yourself in the video (!?!?!?).

I am starting to listen through the track and at some point during the video I see Nik merging with Jay, but the end result seems to be just Nik, with an ugly ass pair of teeth from Jay (I would think their teeth are normally perfect IRL). I mention this to Ronja and we laugh about it, she agrees. Now listening through the track I hear a faint bass line kicking in with some fast paced drumming. I stop up question Ronja “Is that drum-n-bass?”... I continue “nah the bass line isn't emphasised enough” she agrees. I mention that it is a bold move for these rappers if it were. The bass line kicks in, I can't (literally CANNOT) help myself from dancing and as I look across the table, I can see Ronja is having a similar issue, the best drum-n-bass I have ever heard (been quite some time since I really appreciated this type of music). We let the music and our actions speak for ourselves for a bit. The track stops, I replay the drop again. DAMN good drop as well!

Enough is enough escalation is on the horizon I continue to get drunker and drunker, and more and more of my friends start turning up, dancing is defo on the program. My memory starts fading away as I get drunk, but later on I seem recall one of my friends giving me an ecstasy tablet, which I swallow and actually experience the trip (so much so I feel it in my bones as if I did the real thing now) I believe it to be Mathias giving me the drub, but I am unsure (this is important for later in the dream).

There is a break in the party and we are standing on the docks outside the boat. We are outnumbered by the pretentious people and they are again up to no good! Planning some sort of great “lecture” for me, led by an obnoxious man who plays a central part on the opposing team, in leading them being the worst of the worst. I can in the dream (and IRL) still recall the drum-n-bass beat in my head. We are going to an after party in Hornslet (missed it) at an old school friend of mine's (missed it again >.<) and for some reason some of the pretentious people join in.

The situation escalates and I feel like I have to defend myself from the guy, which in the beginning is to put himself through the mockery he intends on me (for some reason I know what he is up to). The first clear act I remember doing is licking salty licorice and throwing it in his hair, HAH! take that, who is worrying about his hair now, bitch! (don't quite understand, when I reflect upon this, how he would have done that to me, me being bald). It ends in a fight in the living room of my old friend's, where I beat the crap out of the guy while one of my friends hold the line on his pal, until I am done with the first guy and goes after his friend. The first guy I beat up starts bleeding from his nose and I continue, eventually getting his head under my knee as I continue to throw punches in his face (man, I can be vicious in dreams O.o). As I am going through this I keep questioning my acts, not able to stop them due the pure rage that is running through me. But I am aware that he has actually never done anything to me, that I have always acted pre-emptively (I have a small fraction of awareness of false memories in the situation, not enough to induce lucidity).

The dream flicks to the next day, where talks about the cops surrounding the house and Kasper (the guy living in the house already having left). I start to panic, looking through the house for my red jumper I eventually find. Some of my friends tell me it is too late and ask me what I intend to do if caught. “Tell the truth” I reply, they say I am insane and starts telling me about the implications of this to the group. I take to the woods (yes for some reason the house is now in the woods!) I start running off and I see police officers on roller skates closing in for the catch (ofc. it is logical to select roller skates, as the preferred method of traversing a densely foliated forest floor!!!). An attractive woman eventually catches me and in my state of fear I start to fight her.

I get a hold of myself “Woah woah, I don't want to hurt you” I tell myself, “No you don't” she replies, I can sense that she is impressed about how I get a hold of myself. Other people are now starting to escape and I can feel that we need to be punished for our crimes, and when two officers have to split up I call out to the other one that I cannot protect the woman against two, so we should not split up. He has a quick doubt about me, but he decides to trust my intentions of helping them quickly and falls back towards us and let me help the search.

The woman quickly does some experiments on my mouth and concludes that I have taken ecstasy, I confirm this and as she asks me where I got it I reply I can't remember, I actually mean it. She looks me in the eyes and asks again and I reply truthfully that I cannot remember (at this point I cannot, although I might have intentionally buried the memory of Mathias).

We are at the police station and I am the last to be questioned. I decide to be open and truthful, I reflect upon the situation and how my life is about to change. I accept my punishment and decide “vox veritas vita” is the way to go, even if it involves disappointing my parents. I become strangely calm about the situation and find inner peace although faced with a seriously strong penalty and years of imprisonment.

I am lying in my bed considering that they will know tomorrow, and reflect on how it will change our relationship until I realise I am actually awake. The dream was so vivid I had to actually RC reality to make sure.