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I had two dreams this night but I can only remember minor details about the first one.


#1) The first dream took place in a vast plain. There was a giant half woman, half snake creature that was battling another creature that I could not see clearly. The serpent woman was talking one hell of a beating and there was blood everywhere. I do not remember anything else, not even how it ended.


#2) The second dream had me walking down a long cave-like tunnel. There were many rooms along the way that were like classrooms or workshops in a college. I was not in this place alone as there were many people participating in the classes and workshops. Most of the people were young adults and I did not recognize any of them as people I know in real time.

Passing through the first few rooms was uneventful, but in one workshop there were many bandsaws and other electric wood cutting tools that were tightly cramed together, making it very difficult to get past (and I had to get past them to get the the next room). All of the electric tools were on, adding to the danger. I did make it through, but not before almost running into and knocking over a table saw.

Another room I came to was empty of desks or tools, and the floor was made of a very smooth, reflective marble. There was a lady standing in the middle of the room, surrounded by many handsome young men lounging about on pillows. She was tall, graceful and very elegant looking. Her skin was a porcelain white and she had very long vampire-like fangs coming out of her mouth. She did not saying thing, but I got the sense that she was the caretaker of this cave-tunnel place and protected the people inside.

I was not afraid of her, and she made no threatening gestures towards me. She just smiled at me, then turned to a young man laying on a pillow and reached for him. The lady took him in her arms and opened her mouth. The young man stroked her unnaturally long vampire-like fangs for a moment before she leaned in and bit his neck. The price for her protection I suppose, but I did not see what happened next because I was anxious to move onto the next room.

I walked through a doorway and found myself outside. I was at the base of a mountain and there was a river in front of me that was draining into a vast ocean. In the river I could see parts of my family's Westfalia floating down the river. I panicked and dived in. Despite the size of the peices, I grabbed them without problem and easily pulled them to the rocky shore. A shadow fell across me and I looked up the see the procelain-skinned vampire lady and the young man she had bit smiling softely at me. I felt silly and said it was stupid to love a car so much that you would risk your life for it, but the lady said it was because I had a good soul and a lot of love to give or something like that.


When I had this dream my family was about to sell our 1986 Volkswagen Westfalia and I was sad because I had a lot of good memories in it. I have been from one end of Canada to the other in that vehicle and I miss it, even though I know that it was "just a car." I think this is why I jumped into the river in the dream to retrieve the Westfalia peices - I was reluctant to see it go.

I had three short dreams on this night.


The first dream started off in my driveway with some man I do not know saying something to a blond woman I do not recognize. The woman was upset by what the man said and ran and jumped into the air. She drifted up into the air and when she did so, the environment changed from my neighbourhood to that of some sort of desert compond with lots of steep cliffs and tall watch towers - sort of like an army outpost.

The woman could only stay in the air for a few moments and she drifted from cliff to tower top as much as she could, as the man that had creeped her out before was down on the ground, making threatening gestures in her direction. He transformed into some sort of half ape, half wolf (and yet, still part human) creature that desperately tried to reach the woman, who continued to drift around in the sky to avoid him.

Soon the woman became exausted from her efforts and what ever power she had that allowed her to fly started to wear off. She started to panic as the power wore off because she started to get close the the ground and was afraid the man-monster would attack her.


I woke up at this point but I kept repeating the dream in my head, as I was determined to continue with it when I returned to sleep. The second dream I has was similar in that it took place in some sort of compound but it was more of an amusement park than an army barracks. The creepy monster man was now a bratty, bossy boy, and the woman was now a little girl.


It was the bratty little boy's birthday and he had a group of other children over to celebrate. The group of children were not too pleased to be around him as he was bossing them around and rubbing in their faces how fabulously rich he was and how he was better than then because of it. Similar to the first dream, the little boy began chasing and harassing a little girl - who desperately tried to ignore him, then to get away, but there was no where that she could get away to, and the parents of the little boy insisted that all of the other little children stay and entertain their bratty son.


I woke up again and when I feel back asleep, I did dream again, but it was nothing like the first two. I cannot remember anything about it except that there was a man, who looked like Vincent Valentine from the Final Fantasy VII franchise, talking to me about something, but I can no longer remember about what.

Morning of July 23, 2006. Sunday.



In my dream, I am seemingly back in America in the southern area of the backyard of my sister Marilyn’s house on Loomis Street in Wisconsin, as it is at least of my main location recognition at one level. However, even though the area mostly looks like this part of La Crosse, I also seem to be in the West Indies at the same time (though it does not feel quite like a typical bilocated setting even though it technically is). To the southeast and across the street is a very tall palm tree and I am aware that it is the “tallest palm”. There also seems to be some sort of government building opposite the street from my sister’s house, though a bit south. I eventually notice other features that make the area seem more like it would naturally be near the ocean. The focus on the one tall palm tree seems important as if “The Tallest Palm” was some sort of expression related to civics. Nothing happens other than being in the fictional composite setting and reflecting on peaceful associations. There is a very clear awareness of the blue sky and it is perhaps in early afternoon.

This dream eventually seemed to form music, which I got at least the main motif from, which was called “The Tallest Palm” and the instrumental reggae track was eventually released on a compilation CD with other artists as a benefit for wounded soldiers; released on July 30, 2007 by DMusic.

For some reason, this “same” dream (though not with the original blissful feelings throughout as it had less emotion) came back to me on the morning of July 23, 2015. Thus, this is a good example of an “anniversary” type of dream (as stated before, more evident with holidays and important dates, I think).

In a three story school, located at the base of a steep mountain, children were gathered there to be trained and tested. It was a special school for training in survival tactics or something like that, but it also focused on philosphy. There were no glass in the windows and it was winter time, so everything was very cold and everyone was dressed in winter clothing all of the time. There were no sleeping quarters and the children just slept on the floor of the classrooms in heavy arctic sleeping bags.

In the dream I was an orphan and at the school only because I had no where else to go. I was a ward of the school, as much as a student. I felt like the odd one out, because I didn't have any friends and I had very bad vision, whereas all the other students were sociable and no one else wore glasses.

I did not do very well at my studies and I really didn't like it there. At free time I explored the forests surrounding the school, while the other kids socialized with each other and played in the school yard. The teachers constantly advise students to stay out of the forests because there are monsters and enemies around.

One day, after the daily studies were finished, I decided to explore the road that led up the mountain. Evening was approaching as I explored and I was suddenly attacked by three oversized crow-like birds. I had minimal training in fighting and I only had a small knife to defend myself with. As I fought the birds a wolf appeared on the road behind me, but it just watched from a distance.

When I managed to kill the birds, I collapsed on the road and saw the wolf approaching. I was covered in blood and exausted and I was afraid that the wolf was going to eat me - it looked very hungry. I threw the bird carcasses towards the wolf (with the last of my strength) which it ate rapidly, then disappeared back into the forest. After the wolf disappeared, teachers from the school arrived and carried me back to the building.

After the story of my encounter spread around the school, I suddenly had respect from the students and teachers, but my interest in my studies did not increase any and I still spent most of my time alone. Not even two days after the incident, I was back in the forest and the wolf appeared in front of me. It looked at me cautiously but did not attack. I sensed that it was hungry again and I threw it some meat from my pack. The wolf ate the meat quickly and when it was finished, he telepathically thanked me and dissapeared deep into the woods.

I was surprised that I could hear the wolf's voice in my head, but I do not tell anyone of my psychic experience. I also figured that it was only a one time thing. Several weeks went by and I was exploring the forest and I once again ran into the wolf. When I saw him, I automatically threw him some meat from my pack, which he gladly ate. Because it was getting late I started to return to the school, but the wolf spoke to me telepathically and told me to stop.

The wolf said it was dangerous to return to the school and that I should hide in the forest until morning, but I ignored his warning and started back anyway. The wolf followed close behind me but was silent. When I got to the edge of the forest, I saw that there were tanks and large trucks that had surrounded the school. Men in military uniforms were rounding up the students and teachers and putting them into the large trucks.

The wolf grabbed the sleeve of my coat and dragged me back into the forest to avoid being spotted. When we were a bit deeper into the forest, the wolf let go of my sleeve, looked at me for a moment (his "expression" mysterious and unreadable) then he dashed off deep into the woods.

The young oriental woman in a white dress is called Chun-li; the muscular man with red hair and a goatee who dresses in black is named Walter. The young blond-haired man who wears white and blue clothing and rides a motorcycle is Trevor.


The dream starts off with the two men in the street in front of some old decripid apartment buildings. The entire city is very slum like in some post-apocalyptic word and there are no trees or park areas anywhere. I cannot remeber why now, but there was a gun battle going on and Walter and Trevor were trying to get into the apartment building without getting shot or captured. The people who were shooting at the two men were never seen in the dream so i do not know what they looked like.

The two men were able to make it through the doors of the apartment building and found the lobby empty, except for the young oriental woman who was lying unconscious on the floor. Walter picked up Chun-li and threw her over his shoulder in a fireman's carry. Trevor said that he would create a diversion so that Walter could escape with Chun-li. The two men agreed to meet up outside of the city.

The dream skips to a lightly forested area miles away from the city. I do not know if this is how the dream is supposed to be or if I have just forgotten the escape sequence. Anyway, Walter lays Chun-li down on a large blanket under a big tree and then proceeds to hide the vehicle in which they escaped. Chun-li wakes up and asks what happened, apparently not remembering how or why she ended up unconscious on the apartment lobby floor. Walter doesn't have any answers for her and just says that Trevor will meet them soon.

Night falls and both Walter and Chun-li are worried about Trevor, but neither of them want to go back into the city to find him. They dip there feet in a nearby pond and talk about various things to pass the time and eventually they fall asleep under the big tree. The two of them wake up when they hear a vehicle approaching, grab their guns and prepare to fight, but it turns out to be Trevor, who apologizes for being late.


I am guessing that Chun-li, Walter and Trevor make up some sort of personal archetypes or something because they have appeared together in my dreams several times.

The dream takes place in some sort of two-story shopping center. The walls and floors, stairs, railings and benchs were all carved out of white marble. The upper floors had ritzy expensive stores, while the lower floors had cheaper, generic stores.

At the beginning there was some young man skateboarding on the lower floor of the mall. I don't reall his name but he looked like Link from Zelda: Ocarina of Time, but dressed in modern clothing. His boarding escapades led him into the basement of the mall where he ended up in some sort of electrical/janitorial room. I cannot remember now what he did there, but I do remember that he ran into some Canadian television stars that I recognize but cannot recall the names of at this time.

Eventually the young man returned to the first floor of the mall and as he was trying to grind on some stairs, the lower level of the mall started to flood very rapidly. People in the mall were panicking and screaming and many of them were washed away by the rushing water, but the young man managed to get up to the second floor and to saftey.

The young man's skateboard disappeared and the mall suddenly changed. There were suddenly no people and though it still looked like a mall, the window displays and stores were now more like a museum. The lights went out and the only illumination came through the skylights in the roof. The water on the first floor disappeared. Three people appeared and ran into the skateboarder. The group of three was led by a black woman who had psychic powers and could detect magic in items. The other two people were a young white woman and a middle aged black man.

I cannot remember the purpose now, but the four characters had to explore the place and find some magical items. They could not leave the shopping center/museum until they had done so. The dream gets a bit fuzzy, but as the four explored and found the magic items (several magic rocks or peices of jewelry) the brighter the building became, as if finding an item had turned the electricity back on.

When they had found all of the items, the group of people found a stairs leading the the first floor and into a room that was very much like a standard museum display. They became excited and went in and found a door from which they could exit the shopping center/museum. The dream ends as soon as they get outside into the sunlight.

I was in some sort of futuristic train station. I vaguely remember getting on the train to escape a serial killer who was stalking me. I disembarked at one terminal and wandered down some stairs which eventually led to a basement room that was wrapped in saran wrap. The saran wrap was wound around the room like a spider web.

I heard someone coming and I panicked, thinking it was the serial killer. I forced my way through the saran wrap and went through a heavy warehouse door that led outside into the daylight. I ran for a while down a cobblestone road that followed a river. As the sun set I came across a some sort of ritzy amusement park with a large casino hotel in the center. It was VIP membership only, but I found a pass in my pocket and I was let through the gate.

The ushers and waiters in the casino hotel were very realistic looking androids, mostly male, and they were dressed up as slaves or superheroes. One such android, dressed as superman, led me through the casino to the reception desk where I found out that I had a reservation for a private luxury suite in the hotel. I had a full pass for everything in the amusement park and my hotel room had everything I would ever need and more, including my own "pleasure" android, alcohol and drugs!

I unpacked my stuff and changed and went down into the casino, which was like a nonstop party. I met a group of people who were having lots of fun and joining them in a drunken people parade around the building. The dream gets fuzzy here but eventually morning comes and I leave the casino by a Venetian boat that goes down the river. I cannot see the face of the man paddling the boat.

Originally Posted by Kayso_Dias

6-22-06

This was like watching a Simpsons episode. Bart was in a play, and it was kind of medieval

setting, a Mom and two kids all of a sudden wanted to sit on the stage, with a fold-able char,

and these were real people. After that Bart and Krusty were backstage, Bart was asking for a

career or something, At first Krusty said no, then later on he agreed and said yes.

End of Dream (( i think this reflects me and my acting, i was in our school musical (Guys and Dolls) and i was lead role, and i think i might have wanted to pursue a career))

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Originally Posted by Kayso_Dias

6-21-06

First thing about this dream was that i was a Dwarf, the sort from LOTR or
Fable

(RPG). I was also evil, and my skin almost gray. The setting was on a cliff, and it seemed as

though there was a door behind us. On that cliff was a bridge leading to a house, very old

and ramshackle, was also standing on a cliff. I was with a part of people, i do not know who

and they may not have been important, just other characters. We started crossing the

bridge when suddenly a few of our men died and fell of the cliff (I think it was our enemy) I

forget what happens here, but then i am in a cave, me and two other people, the game

ended, and we got our stats, It said i died but would take the soul of someone we would

kill. In the cave there was yet another bridge, there was a zombie up ahead, but all of a

sudden we were on the cliff again. This time i ran to the house. It was all of a sudden

good as new. while i was running i fell off the bridge, but then i dropped out of the sky and

fell on the bridge (This had to be a video game) and we entered the house. There on the

ground was a lady, maybe crying. i told her, "If you need to freeze a ball of light into the wall

say ( i don't remember this, it was long and started with an F) if its a person say ( again i

forgot, but i think it was two words here.)" Then i realized it was the bad guy, but turned

good then we left, he/ or she, was in a huge chariot for herself, and it didn't have a roof

but it was cool, then i thought to myself it was better being evil.


Dream No.2

This one started some place i forget, but i snuck out and took a shortcut to a park

where i heard Red Hot Chili Peppers. I come out of the corner of a building and look past

a bench In the field there are people standing around a stage, I realize it's a cover band

and then they messed up. I turn around and see my mom, she says something like "What

are you doing here?!?!" and the dream ends.

There are several old "tall ships" lined up along a huge wharf, which was the base of a Gang (they all looked like stereotypical, scruffy pirates). There were buildings in the middle that ran from the land all the way to the end - sort of like a small town built right on the sea.

There was even an alleyway that runs between many of the buildings. I looked like an oriental lady with a long dark brown skirt and a wooly tan-coloured sweater. I was with three men I do not recognize from waking life, and they were unnamed in the dream but they each had a distinct appearance: the youngest man in his late teens was blond; the man slightly older than him had dark brown hair, and the oldest man had fiery red hair and a goatee to match.


In the beginning of the dream, the three men and I were in the hull of one of the ships, even though we were not a part of the Gang. I think we were prisoners or something but I cannot remember now. Somehow, the four of us got to the deck of the ship and found out that the only way off the boat was jumping motorcycles off a ramp. The three men I was with had no problem with this but it took me a few times before I had the courage to take the motorbike over the ramp (even though it was not that big of a jump at all) - when I finally did it I was to short of the goal and almost fell into the water, but the blond and the red-head grabbed me and pulled me onto the wharf.

We avoided running into the Gang (who were patrolling the wharf but did not see us escape the ship) by going between some buildings and into the alleyway. The three men told me to find a hiding spot and stay there while they dealt with the Gang. Before they took off, the brown haired man gave me a small knife for protection and I hid it in my sweater.

I sat between some shipping crates for a while before I became bored and wandered the alleyway to pass the time. Just then a Gang member (who looked like an ordinary old fisherman) ran around a corner and grabbed me, threw me over his shoulder in a fireman's carry and started running. I pulled out the small knife that I had hidden in my sweater and stabbed him in the back. He yelped and fell forward, and I went flying into the crates that I used as a hiding spot before. I got up and went over to the Gang member, who was writhing in pain on his stomach, rolled him over with my foot and held the knife to his face and threatened him.


This dream marks the first appearence of several characters who appear often together in my dreams. The chinese lady I have named Chun-li. The red haired man with goatee is Walter. The young blond man is Trevor. The brown haired man I have named Vincent but he has only appeared in this dream as of yet.

My first lucid experience!!! Well, it becomes lucid only near the end, anyway.


This dream starts off about a block from my house. All of the roads in the dream are deep waterways and traffic consist of a variety of boats and other watercraft; there are no ashphalt roadways or land faring automobiles. My parents and I were standing at a bus stop waiting for the "bus" boat to pick us up. There were other people waiting there as well but they did not have any significance as far as I can tell; just random people waiting for the "bus." Apparently we were going to take a boat tour for somewhere but at this point in the dream, I had no idea where.

When the boat tour arrived, it consisted of three small, old-looking, wooden boats rather one medium or large sized modern boat, which is what my parents and I had been expecting. The three craft were tired together with ropes and I could not see what drove the boats forward, as there were no sails on the masts or engines on the stern. The first of the three boats was full so my parents and the group of people got on the middle boat. Since the middle boat was filled to capacity I had to get on the last of the boats by myself. I was kind of resentful at first, because I felt insecure and I wanted to sit near my parents.

The boat tour/bus boat (whatever) started down the um, street... er, waterway... and at first the scenery around the boats looked like how the neighbourhood actually appears in waking life, but the farther we went the more the scenery changed from an urban landscape to a natural one. Soon there were no human-made buildings or other boats and it seemed that we were in some thick temperate forest. No one on the boats was upset because this all seemed to be a part of the tour.

Not long after the scenery changed into the forest there came a bend in the river. There was an old, dilapitated wooden mill at the bend and the three boats pulled up to a small dock and stopped. Most of the people disembarked and dissapeared into the forest. My parents stayed on the middle boat and I stayed on the last boat. I could have gone up and sat with my parents at this point and I do not know why I did not do so. As we waited for the boat tour to get moving again the water began rushing like rapids and tore the boats away from the dock. It was not scary at first, just unexpected, and no one panicked or anything.

The rushing water pulled the boat a long for a while and soon we came to a fork in the river. The left waterway was clamer and seemed to lead to an opening in the forest. The right waterway was very eeirie and seemed to lead deeper into the forest. There was also strange blue-grey mist above the water that lead down the river on the right side of the fork.

The boat tour turned towards the left river but just before it went past the actual fork, the rope holding the middle boat and last boat snapped. The first two boats drifted down the left waterway, but the last of the little wooden boats, the one that I was on by myself, got pulled down the river on the right side of the fork. I yelled to get my parents attention, but they did not seem to hear me. A few of the other passengers on the middle boat glanced at me, but then looked away and ignored me.

My little boat was pulled into the deep dark forest and I remember feeling really scared for a moment but the fear soon passed. I became more curious then anything because the forest seemed to thin out a little and it did not seem so threatening. I do not know how far I travelled but it seemed like I was on that little boat for a long time. Eventually it became standed on some rocks in shallow water and I was able to step out and walk to the shore. Right off the shore there was a path that led into the forest and to a small Oriental looking building.

It was as I was walking along the path that I began to question my reality (mostly because there was an Oriental style building deep in a northern Canadian-looking forest), so I did a RC by plugging up my nostrils and I could still breath! I realized that I was in a dream and became excited! I did not seem to have control over anything except move my own body so I ran into the building, which was very much like an ornate Zen garden on the inside. In the middle of the room there was some sort of small, stone statue that some Oriental looking men (I do not know if they were Chinese or Japanese) were sitting around smoking pipes. They all sort of looked at me and laughed and I tried to say something to them but the dream ended and I woke up.

I'm posting these as a block update. These are lucid dreams I had when I was a child. I'm trying to do that whole congruent dream journal thing.


I can remember being in this sort of mine or cave. There were lots of cells in the wall. Each one had an archway of a huge iron door. There was a group of people in each catacomb. All of the people were dressed in rags and looked hungry and weak.
Darth Vader was there (As hilarious as it sounds) and he was the main bad guy. I can remember him saying something about the people could either eat poisonous food or die of hunger. I knew that I could not overpower him, so I tried to hide behind some rocks.
I was worried that he would be able to sense me with the force, and sure enough at that moment, he turned around and cut my head off with his lightsaber.
My disembodied head rolled off an underground cliff and down a large circular shaft. I can remember it falling past a conveyor belt that was assembling people by attaching muscles, organs and bones. This type of thing was a common theme with nightmares when I was a kid.
When I got to the bottom, I fell into green liquid. I assumed it was acid, and it was dissolving my head that was still alive. At this point a I just thought for some reason.
"This has GOT to be a dream!"
I flew up out of the shaft, smashing the nightmare assembly line. I was in my full body again. Darth vader turned around, but before he could draw his lightsaber, I blasted him with a massively powerful white laser beam from my hand.
He flew out of the cave, and onto a platform surrounded by water. In fact, the cave existed only in a small mountain with ocean all around. He got up. I was flying above him, ready to strike again. But my vision was taken out of my body, and I watched myself blast him again and again.
Eventually the whole lucid dream sort of zoomed turned out to be a movie that was playing on the television in my basement. and I lost lucidity. I can remember my mom came downstairs.
"This movie is too scary for you! Why don't you watch something else?"
Then I woke up.

It just occurred to me. I talk alot about dream characters being hostile toward my lucidity. I wonder if my mom saying that the "movie" (being me lucid dreaming and battling my nightmare) is "scary" implies that dream characters opposed me being lucid even then.

This next lucid dream I had when I was a little older. Maybe fifth or sixth grade, judging by the context. It was interesting because I did so many things that normally only a trained lucid dream should know how to do.

I was having some dream about being late for school. (When in elementary school, you can't even really get in trouble for being late for school. Maybe this was sixth grade, when I started middle school.)
I ran out the door with my backpack. I couldn't help but notice that the outside was vivid, colorful. I got to the edge of the street, and I began to think... I'm never late for school in real life. But I am in dreams, all the time. (I figured out dream signs all by myself, a full 4-6 years before I began lucid dreaming.)
This has GOT to be a dream! (That used to be my go-to phrase as a kid, essentially how I became lucid.)
I tried to use my dream control powers to make quartz crystals spike up out of the ground. It didn't work, but instead caused the grass to grow. I began running around the front lawn of my house causing the grass everywhere to be as tall, if not taller than me.
I then decided I wanted to fly around in a CBM. (A CBM was something I made up as a kid. It was short for Cyborg Battle Mech, essentially it was Iron Man armor. As a kid, me and a bunch of my friends would draw our own CBMs and duel one another and the likes.)
My CBM was a very lightweight, sleek design with green silver paint. Not great for winning fights, but good for flying in a lucid dream. I began flying through the sky, and I took notice that there were floating islands of rock in the sky. I began weaving in and around them, and began to go into the third person mode of dreaming. As I did, I came to the largest floating island, that had a tube cut up through the middle.
I noticed something wrong with my CBM. The fires coming out of the rocket thrusters were orange and red, rather than blue. I flew in more closely and was able to start changing the color to blue. Just as I did, I woke up.

Final lucid. Not very interesting.

I was helping my mom in the garden. There were these two big mounds of what looked like wood chips. Somebody somewhere explained to me that they were in fact termite colonies of some sort. I hit one with a rake, and it broke open. The "termites" began swarming around me like killer bees and biting me.
Whup nope. This can't be right! I'm dreaming!
I decided I wanted to fly on a hover board. I conjured one and began to fly off but the area was so foggy that I only flew a few hundred feet before the dream destabilized.

So this sort of wraps it up. That's all I can remember about lucid dreaming from my childhood. Most of these came between 2003-2007-ish. Between 2007-2009 I didn't really dream at all. (Or at least recall any of my dreams, because middle school, horror-mones, worst time of my life. I became interested in lucid dreaming officially sometime in 2010. I think it was around April 4th 2010.

This dream takes place in a field close to where my parent's live called Mr. Salmon's field, and their house as it appear approximately 5 years ago (there have been some renovations since then).


The dream starts off with me in Mr. Salmon's field. It's a large grassy area with dotting of trees around and a small swamp. Bordering the field is Mr. Salmon's house and pool. I cannot remember now what I was doing in the field but at some point three people I do not recognize from waking life came up to me and urged me to come along with them. I think they suggested going for a swim in the pool but I cannot exactly remember now. As we walked up the path toward Mr. Slamon's house we ran into a man dressed in a camoflague uniform and he said that he was going to arrest me, but broke out laughing when I protested. Apparently it was a prank planned by the three people who I had just met.

The three people and the military man disappeared at this point and four friends I used to know (three of them are now former friends) appeared and asked me if I would like to go camping. In the dream we were still friends apparently, so I agreed. I said that I would have to go to my house, up the street, to get some clothes and other camping supplies. Three of the friends said they would wait in the field and the fourth, Cathy (the least favourite of the former friends), said she would come along with me.

Rather than go up the street we decided to cut through the backyards leading to my house because it would be faster. When we got to my new neighbour's backyard I could hear music coming from the house and I knew he was home. I told Cathy that we had to run because the neighbour was a real jerk and he would hurt us if we were caught tresspassing, (which is not far off from how it would be in reality because this neighbour is a real @$$hole).

When we got into my backyard I noticed that the back door leading to the basement was slightly ajar and I was worried that there had been a break-in. When I opened the door there was one of my brothers standing there wearing an apron, yellow rubber gloves and was holding a large pair of forcepts. My first impression was that he looked as though he was dressed as a mad scientist. He scowled when he saw Cathy and then disappeared.

Cathy and I went upstairs into my old bedroom (my bedroom is now in the basement) and I was surprised and excited to find my cat Bambi there. Even though the dream seemed to be set a few years ago, I knew in the dream that Bambi was dead and that what I was seeing was her ghost. I forgot all about packing for camping and picked up Bambi and started coddling her. I was so happy to be holding her and she felt so real - the softness and warmth of her fur; the wetness and coldness of her nose - the dream felt so real and vivid at this point but it did not become lucid, (unless acknowledging in the dream that my cat is dead in real life is lucidity), but I really believed that I was holding my cat again even if I knew it was only a ghost.

This upset Cathy, because I wasn't paying attention to her, and she started sightly loudly and trying to emotionally manipulate me like she used to all the time. Though now in real life I would never put up with that crap, in the dream I reluctantly put Bambi down and packed clothes and stuff for camping. As I was packing, Cathy stood over me with her arms crossed that damn smug smile on her face that I hate so much now. In the dream however, I did not react negatively to it and continued to do what she wanted me to. I looked for Bambi when I was done packing, but she had dissapeared.

We went back to Mr. Salmon's field, which now had trailers and campire pits all around, and met up with the other three friends. We went into the trailer that we were going to stay in and began unpacking, but since there were only two bunks, Cathy said that I would have to share one with her. All of the anger and hatred I feel for Cathy now in waking life came to me then and I was so disgusted at the though of having to share a bunk with her (even in the completely non-sexual way that the dream implied) that my negative feelings woke me up because the dream ended there.


It does not surprise me that my former friend Cathy was emotionally manipulative and a control freak in this dream because that is exactly how she is in real life. I can also see a corellation between the three people and the military man playing a prank on me, and the four former firends appearing right after, and how it all reflects how our "friendship" was in real life.

Morning of June 13, 2006. Tuesday.



I am riding in a van. An unknown younger male is driving on the left side (thus possibly implying more of an association with America). I am in back with my wife Zsuzsanna and a few others, mostly unknown. There is a very strange landscape in the region. It is almost like being on another planet or moving over a landscape filled with giant gemstones and jewels. In the distance are huge structures made of some sort of crystal, jutting from the otherwise seemingly barren ground at odd angles. I do not see anything organic; no plants or trees or grass.

The driver seems to be having difficulty in maneuvering over the bumps and uneven landscape, though no mishaps occur. The region is beautiful but I have no idea where we are. It does not seem like it is occurring on Earth but possibly another dimension. I am not sure if we ended up here accidentally but it almost seems like it. However, it also almost seems like a representation of area in New York where 9-11 occurred. That idea is only in the back of my mind, though. (It may be associated with the “lands” or supposed other worlds or pocket universes in Harvey comic books that a main character found themselves in.) It does seem that it will be possible to live or stay overnight inside one of the diamond-like “buildings” if that is what is planned by whatever group leader is in charge of the seeming tour. The nearest “building”, made of irregular diamonds, is still a considerable distance ahead.

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This dream took place in a high school (though not one I recognize) where many students were gathered together in the gymnasium. All the DCs in this dream were unrecognizable to me. I had a slightly different appearance then I do in waking life, as I usually do in my dreams, (thinner, shorter hair etc.)


I cannot remember now exactly why the students had gathered but some were "setting up camp," so to speak, as if they expected to stay there for a long while. Some other students, myself included, had the ability to float or fly and we were attempting to get up to the gymnasium's rafters were we could perch and have more room for ourselves.

Some things happened that I cannot now remember and the dream sort of changed. I am not sure if it is a completely different dream but it seemed to me that they just ran into each other. I had the same appearance and the atmosphere was similar, though the location changed to something that resembled a cross between my primary school's tarmac yard and a forest.

Most of the students had dissapeared and now there was only a small group of girls and boys. I recognized them from the previous part of the dream as the students who could float or fly, though now we could no longer do so. Some of us had magic abilities, while others had "anti-magic" abilities. I don't know how to explain the anti-magic abilities other than that those who had that kind of power could dispell or destroy any of the abilities of the magic users. I was an anti-magic user.

There was this powerful magic using girl who was causing all sorts of chaos, though I cannot remember in which ways, but it became my responsibility to track her down and dispell her powers. She was not named in the dream so I will refer to her as the Magic Girl. For some reason no one else was willing to stop her disruptive and destructive magic and I had to go alone. I chased the Magic Girl through a foresty area and back to the tarmac/forest area and into a nearby brick building. The inside turned out to be very similar to the gymnasium from the first part of the dream.

She cast some powerful spells that had various negative effects on me, but I managed to dispelled them before they killed me. In an act of desperation, the Magic Girl turned herself into a pencil and created duplicate pencils that filled the room to confuse me. I could not dispell this power so I recruited some of the other anti-magic users to help me in breaking the pencils in half to draw out the Magic Girl.

One of the DCs suggested it would be a unusual looking pencil but that would not help us much as most of the pencils looked different from each other anyway. It took a while but eventually I happened upon the pencil in which the Magic Girl had hid herself. When I broke it, rather than peices of lead falling out, I pulled out a long glowing strand of black hair. The DCs and I stared at it silently for a moment before it disintergrated in my hand and the remaining dust particles were swept away in some invisible, unfeelable wind.