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Dream 1

It started off inside a school non lucid but I became lucid after the setting changed to a park with bright green colored grass with a hill top.There I saw an old man standing by a tree. I made him give me candy than asked him where his home was after the setting changed to my old house. He pointed to the dim halls and said that it was where he slept. I chuckled than left him to go to my old room. At this point I became non lucid.

I walked to my bed and lay down to get some rest but when my Grandma walked in she looked really thin,strangely tall, had no skin on her neck, just bones and as she walked out her head became a clothing iron. My younger brother had to walk in and keep her head up. Next my Dad walked in and try to give me something. I noticed I was shirtless through and told him to get out. He kept trying to hand me something until he finally left.

There was a woman watching us from outside the wall who shook her head as if she was watching a comedic tv show. With her was a golden retriever on a leash. I tried to fall asleep and forget about what happened but as I lay there I started feeling heavy so I thought I was sick. Looking up I saw that the wall was gone and far off was the ocean and it's waves crashing onto the sidewalk beyond the shore.

I became lucid again and pondered if this was a dream with some deep meaning waiting to be found. But I felt heavy and wondered if I was in the dream for too long. As I pushed myself to get up I went outside and felt like I was in England during the great depression because of how the people were dressed. After finding my younger brother he grabbed my hand and ran with me to a clock tower where people gathered to escape from the tsunami. As I looked at the people though I noticed some kids holding onto a weak red railing as they looked at the outside view. "Don't hold onto it. You'll fall" I told them. They just laughed and pushed it more though. This annoyed me so since I knew it was a dream I pushed the one that made a rude remark and he fell down onto some stairs.

The setting now became a classroom where the boy began throwing metal chairs at me. After dodging them he stopped and I left the classroom to find myself back at my old house. After entering a room and finding something odd, I went back to the living room calling for Dawn. That's when what seemed like a joker/the king's fool character made out of wool appeared and wrapped himself around me. He than made a big wool doll appear that symbolized me and began stuffing more wool into the doll's head. " Why hello Melissa! You ran away during the great depression in search of a cure. But! The story continues in the next!".I noticed a knitted hand with a Eye on it appear too. I woke up after that.

Dream 2

I was non lucid in my old house looking after some kids who randomly came in. They were very hyper so I tried to get them to play hide and seek. I could hear Eye arguing with someone in the next room though.Lucid now, I walked into the room. But I couldn't see him. That's when suddenly 3 dream characters slowly appeared and were talking about a plan to take control of the house. I asked them where Eye was but they just made blank stares than grabbed me in an attempt to get rid of me. The lady's hand weapon was interesting looking so I pressed the aqua colored button on it. Nothing happened though and she told me to stop. Before they continued to attack me though I told them to stop and if they could help me understand why this was happening. But than we heard a loud voice of a woman singing a awe inspiring song. This made the others panic. The lady flung into a wooden dresser but she couldn't fit. I tried to pull her out than went to take a peak to see who came. I saw through the distorted dream layout a giant gorilla like creature as tall as three men stacked on each other. He was surrounded by big heavy chains that seemed to be the singing woman's weapon. I jumped up and made it on the top floor as the others panicked. She was defending me but what I wanted was for Dawn to appear.

Making another leap up, I felt myself ascending into the sky and as it got faster I saw others ascending and trying to hold onto something or find a way out of it. I tried to take their hand cause they seemed like they needed stability too. After seeing a woman vanish and a teenage girl finding her mother I reached a yellow scenery that was bright but I was still ascending. "I'm not against going higher but I think its about time I think about where I wanna go"I thought to myself. Picturing myself in another scenery I also pray about how weird I felt in a lucid dream where I just kept ascending. 3 secs later I'm in a house sitting on the floor watching different guys dancing in front of an audience and I. When they put in sluts I was about to get up and leave but than turned to see a faded dc in the closet next to me that entered a black/white schnauzer doll.

"Should I see Dawn or stop trying to see him?" I asked the doll
It moved up, shook it's head for the first no than nodded for the second and moved back."Should I stop seeing Eye too?" I asked. It moved up paused than moved back. "Is that a no or a yes?" It was about to answer me again but I woke up.

I have a feeling I should stop trying to summon Dawn but if I stop summoning Eye too It will get boring for me. This reminds me of the last time I said I was going to stop summoning Dawn in a lucid years ago too. For the sake of being balanced while summoning guides I'm going to stop trying to bring Dawn up.

I revisited an old dream of mine. It was with Drake and hid buddies at some bar. I was there because drake was being nice to me, and I remembered that the first time in this dream was a disaster. I had clothing on underneath from my youth, and I think in the original dream I shit myself at the end. Iinstead, I met drakes team and told them I can freestyle. I asked to freestyle with two of the producers. At first they were like ah fuck we have to listen to this kid suck, but as soon as I got going they were blown away. I'm always amazed that I can freestyle in dreams, but even in there I can reach flow state.

After being with them I entered a situation where we hijacked an alien invading ship and me and galen were driving. We had to help kill thousands of humans to avoid suspicion but eventually I just started firing the forward cannon

Last night I was reading a book called The Tibetan Yogas of Dream and Sleep, and ran across the term "Mother Tantra" before I fell asleep. When I dreamt, I heard the Pink Floyd song Matilda Mother playing over and over again, as though in a loop. In the dream I am opening up a vitamin bottle of Omega-3 Fish Oil and trying to extract its contents. All the capsules have melted together, however, to form a gelatinous stream of goop that comes out of the bottle like a long octopus tentacle. The tentacle is golden-translucent and slightly sweet to the taste. I cannot bite through it. While I am gnawing on it, I continually hear Syd Barrett's voice singing the versus and chorus of the song.

I soon find myself holding another vitamin bottle. This one has individual red beans covered in a clear slime. The slimy beans taste semi-sweet like the Fish Oil tentacle. I gobble up as many as I can fit in my mouth, trying to finish the bottle. I hope I don't overdose. I soon notice that the quantity of beans are not depleting in the bottle; the more I eat, the more beans seem to materialize. The supply is never ending. Meanwhile, Matilda Mother is still playing endlessly in the background. I hear the crooning chorus over and over again: "Oh, mother. Tell me more! Tell me more..."
Dreamt 2/25/2017

Morning of April 12, 2017. Wednesday.



In the first part of my dream, I have the ability to “do anything” and I am clearly aware of this (even though I am not lucid at any point), of which becomes a focus on an unfamiliar Solntsevskaya Bratva boss (reminiscent of an older Mikhail Baryshnikov though more like Semion Mogilevich in the last moments of the scene, though Mikhail is possibly the man at the teacher’s desk and near the tree in later scenes) and his younger associate wanting me to find gold. Semion is at a desk in the last scene of the first segment. I explain that I will only find the gold that is not in a secured location or kept by others. I tell him that there is at least one large gold nugget twenty-five miles away. (This indicated that my dream would last twenty-five more minutes as gold typically represents emerging consciousness as well as sunrise). To me, this seems like too long of a drive, but he seems to be interested in getting it. I explain that I could find gold coins that had been lost (symbolic of subliminally seeking conscious self identity), but the focus remains on the gold nugget. No events related to this scenario occur after this.

In another scene (which seems to be the same unfamiliar room as in the first scene), I get two chocolate Easter eggs from my mother (having no memory that she had died years ago). They are like Kinder Surprise eggs (and with the same wrapper imagery) but about twice the size. When I go to eat one as I am lying on the floor (on my side), there seems to be one inside the other, as I end up eating at least half the foil from the one on the inside (but I do not spit it out). My mother is present and I mention this. She says that she had forgotten to unwrap it (and the second egg is probably like this as well). This does not really make sense, as how would one unwrap a chocolate egg that is fully inside another one? The toy inside the plastic “egg” (of which there is only one inside the second wrapped layer) is hard to discern. It may be some sort of tiny plastic outrigger model, the pieces attached in one frame (and I see the small strip of paper with instructions as well).

There is a tiny man, only about three inches high, who I talk to several different times throughout the rest of my dream. There is interest in where he may have come from. I ask him where he lives, naming about three locations, finally asking him if he lives under tree roots and he seems offended. He talks to another male (of normal height) at a desk.

The other male asks me something about receiving a check. The layout of the room now reminds me somewhat of one of my high school basement classrooms, with a square column on each side of his desk. I notice that I am in pajamas and as it is the middle of the day I feel slightly embarrassed. (I do not wear anything when sleeping in real life, though this is just a first-level dream sign, that is, a subliminal non-lucid awareness of being asleep and dreaming.) I take them off and put a shirt on, but then I see that I already had a shirt on (even though I had not actually put the first one on) so I am now wearing two shirts and notice that they are different colors (blue and pale orange I think, the blue on the outside). I think about whether I should just button up the second one but consider that it may be too warm.

Eventually, it is seen that the tiny man actually had been living in a small cave under a large tree (just as I had first thought and asked him about though which seemingly offended him), accessible via a tiny doorway between the tree roots. I see two tiny women dressed as fishwives standing just outside the door. They seem to be wondering where the tiny man went. I want to talk to them, but they are wary of human beings of normal height. A group of other people, some of them relatives, curiously approach the tree (including Tina, which is possibly the first dream she has ever appeared in - I see her full name on a small piece of paper near the tree with a couple other names I do not discern). They seem to question whether or not tiny people really exist. One unknown male (Mikhail? - though vaguely like my brother Leonard) places about six or seven odd plastic animal figures near the door as “bait”. They are not to scale and include a frog, cow, horse, dragon, owl, and other animals, all about two inches tall. The tiny women somehow get the figures inside and the figures come to life. The frog tries to eat the cow but fails. Other figures try to eat each other in a chaotic scene but the scene changes. (I am viewing this as if the scene is magnified and I am perceiving from within the tiny cave, though this viewpoint changes in the next scene.)

The tiny man returns and goes inside the cave under the tree. I had wanted to talk to him more. Soon, a young Gregory Hines (February 14, 1946-August 9, 2003) is present. Apparently, he is the ruler of the kingdom of the little people even though he is of normal height. He now plans on eliminating everyone but the little people (and himself). As such, he calls another copy of himself to aid in the end of the world.

A sketch of Gregory Hines “slides” down a miniature skyscraper (though which is still about ten feet tall) that has the external surface of a flat disco ball. I watch as it nears ground level, each square shifting as the parts of the drawing “slide” down the side of the building. The drawing becomes three-dimensional and soon becomes the second “real” Gregory Hines but he is dressed differently than the first - in an unusual vertically pinstriped (dark gray and white) dance costume. I pick him up and throw him over my right shoulder (his head in back of me) and he kicks his legs. The first Gregory Hines looks on with annoyance. I am not sure what to do. I do not want everyone to be killed but I do not feel like carrying the second Gregory around or hurting him.

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This is the first time that my preconscious and emergent consciousness (not fully coalesced but still physically touching me and over my right shoulder) were both Gregory Hines. The two shirts event seems redundant of the concentric chocolate eggs event. It may relate to layers of consciousness within the sleep cycle or an unusual waking transition metaphor that requires a second prompt for coalescence (as I was in the dream state much longer than usual). The personified unconscious was the tiny man (validated by the fact he lived underground under a tree, a tree being analogous to the human brain only in some cases). This dream is atypical with regard to the miniature people factor. Most such dreams trigger lucidity and extreme vividness but not in this case. The high school basement classroom is a factor of the unconscious. The fall (or “slide”) down the outer wall of the disco ball building (also a “moon cessation” factor symbolizing the change in circadian rhythms) seems to be the otherwise common precursor to the “fall” of the emergent consciousness and vestibular system correlation.

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I explain this dream type further in “Dreams of Type PRECONAV-VSCPCEL, 01-15”.

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Made sure not to forget this dream. Gone over it a few times.

Dream I enjoy and interesting style that I feel is unordinary to my normal waking

Find myself in mall areas. Urban. Hang out/am Turkish. there was some happening like a theft or a prize. Idk
Something to do with work. Perhaps the one I hung out was an illegal immigrant trying to make his way.
I end up taking a foreigner in my home. He slept in my bedroom. We talked. Did some chilling possibly shared a laugh.
In the morning I end up talking and stuttering to him. He nods and I am glad to get my words out regardless. My mother talks to him (in this dream I feel I am my mother, feel her feelings and my own at the same time I think) So in this perspective I feel strange for from my own perspective I can't understand why my mother has such an easy time connecting to this guy. Then a complete stranger. American-looking caucasian. The dream is eitther bi-langual or I can not understand which language was spoken. He used the word sex. He was obviously trying to make jokes for 'The camera". Which was the 3rd person point of view here. Which is me.. which is also not me. Trying to make a killing hooker joke. Which did not land very well in the foreigner's point of view and he actually facepalmed at this point. The guy who made the joke ended up saying: Everytime I try to talk I end up not being able to talk.
The thinig is he does what I do... He swallowed his words before he said them and they did not come out right. he didnt say it with full 100% confidence behin his words. If you read this I congratulate u :D

Inter-dimensional

A very hard dream to recall where I had to travel to a parallel universe. I remember seeing some hotel.. or something. I just don't know.

Running

A dream of running along a trail that was at the base of a mountain at night time. I was with who i think is Data and Asuka. we were running from a pretend monster or something. we stop at the end of the path and are near some houses after that. I can't remember much after.

Shouldn't drive.

I was walking with my brother and someone else. We were going to visit a friend or something. We wind up outside an apartment complex. The said man comes out limping in a body cast. He gets into a vehicle and drives off... meanwhile I am thinking just how impossible and dangerous that somebody in a body cast can do that.

2017, 04-10

Lost Data

I am in what appears to be an abandoned house. It is still furnished nicely, but from the layers of dust and cobwebs on everything no one has been in here for quite some time. I have absolutely no idea how I have come to be here, so I start looking around to see if I think of something. I find that I am not there alone. I go into the next room and I see a man sitting on a couch watching a big flat screen television. I am surprised to see that since the dust would indicate no one lives here. The man looks over at me and I immediately think of MoSh, although the idea I am dreaming still does not occur to me. I look at the television and see MoSh is watching Star Trek. Picard is on the screen yelling at Q, who is completely ignoring him. Data is also there and is trying to get either of their attention and everyone is ignoring him. Data finally gets fed up and climbs out of the television. The man watching doesn’t seem surprised by that and continues to watch as Data goes up a flight of stairs. I ask MoSh where he thinks Data is going. MoSh looks over at me and says he probably has to take a leak, that’s all. But Data doesn’t need to take leaks… I get the idea maybe I should follow Data and find out where he is going. I start to head up the stairs, and just as I reach the bottom of the stairs MoSh says to wait for him. He turns off the television and comes over to the stairs.

MoSh goes up the stairs in front of me, as he seems to know the house better than I do. When we reach the top of the stairs there is no sign of Data. There is a short hall with a few more rooms opening off of it. The first one I check is a bathroom, but no sign of Data. MoSh looks in another room, and it’s an office. No sign of Data. I try the next door and this one is a bedroom. No sign of Data. MoSh walks past me into the bedroom and says there is more in here. He opens a closet door and inside the closet I see Data, standing there with his eyes closed and a layer of dust over him that could not possibly have accumulated just since we followed him up. MoSh goes over to Data and does something with a control panel on Data’s back. He closes up the panel and then steps back and looks at Data for a bit. Nothing happens. MoSh says Data is still broken and closes the closet door. Just seconds after he closes the door it opens again and Data steps out. MoSh looks over at Data and says he guesses Data isn’t broken after all. None of it is making much sense to me right now. I am looking around and thinking my brain is strangely foggy when I wake up.

2017, 04-10

Illegal Trinkets

I am on a motorcycle on my way to work. I still have a long way to go. I look down at the controls between the handlebars, and I see that the check engine light is on. The oil light is also on. There would appear to be some trouble with the engine. I don't think that I can make it all the way to work. So instead, I turn around and head back home. I get home OK, and drive my motorcycle into the carport. The carport has somehow become a garage. I go into the house to say hi to my mom. She doesn't seem surprised that I'm home so early. She behaves as if I've been gone all day. She asked how my day went. I tell her that I never made it to work. She seems to think that stranger than the fact that I got home so quickly. So she continues doing what she had been doing, and I going to my room. I look out my bedroom window and I see something even stranger. We are no longer in a normal house, now we are on a boat. All I can see outside is endless ocean. I don't stop question how our house has become a houseboat. I go outside onto the deck so I can look out over the open ocean. There is a cool breeze blowing in off the ocean. I see another boat approaching ours. I immediately recognized as a merchant boat. Apparently the owner of this merchant boat is hoping to sell us something.

I go to the end of the deck where the other boat is docking. I climb onto the merchant boat and go over to the cabin. There are many different items on display in the cabin. I looked through the different items, looking at various trinkets and knickknacks. There are a lot of interesting things there. As I'm looking through the items, I noticed a few specific ones. I notice a couple of pendants that are shaped like promises that I like. I also see a few little knickknacks that are shaped like. I find a couple of white figurines and look exactly like my white cat Princes. I pick up these items and take them over to the cashier. The cashier is a middle-aged man, and there's a younger woman standing next to him, possibly his daughter. He sells me the items and thanked me for my business, and then I get back onto my own house boat. The merchant boat sales with our boat and disappears into the distance. I finally go back inside the house to see what my mom is up to. I am wondering if it's a bad idea to show her the things I bought. I get the idea she's going to think that I was being foolish. I'm not sure where this feeling comes from. It turns out my mom is not paying any attention to me. I don't think she even realized the merchant boat came back.

I take my purchases into my bedroom and put them on the dresser. I see some strange lights outside. I go over to the window and look out. There are several boats outside circling our houseboat. The other boats have flashing red and blue lights on them, like police vehicles. My mom goes out to meet the police. I stay just out of sight inside the houseboat where I can hear what is being said. The police are looking for some merchant boats that they say have been selling stolen items. I turn and go back inside. The things I bought aren't important to me, so I figure I might as well hand them over to the cops. When I get back into my room, I am surprised to see there is someone else there. The woman from the merchant boat is in my bedroom. She says the police are not really looking for stolen property, they are looking for her. She said she hasn't done anything wrong, but they're planning on getting her locked up regardless. She said she has too much information on a certain conspiracy that's been going on. Now I'm completely unsure of what to do. I wonder if I can even believe with the young woman is saying. She seem sincere, but I have no way of knowing.

I go back out in the other room and I see the cops are in the house now. My mom points towards my room and says the person they are looking for is in there. She then apologizes to me, saying my new friend is a wanted fugitive so we can’t be hiding her. I’m not even sure how my mom knew the woman was in my room. One of the police officers has a staff in his hands. He comes towards me and says to move aside and let him into my room to apprehend the suspect. He doesn’t even wait, however, before using the staff. The staff seems to emit waves of force to both cause pain and push people out of the way. I am annoyed that he went right to using the staff, so I resist, standing up to the waves of force. I don’t even notice much pain. The cop looks annoyed at my resistance and turns up the force. I still notice very little pain and I stand up against the force. The cop glares at me and says I will be arrested, too. I tell him he’ll never find me. Right at that point everything fades and I wake up.

To be honest I don't feel like writing the dreams down or color coding it but I'm going to do it for motivation.

Dream 1

I was with my family and something like a spiritual game was going on. I can't remember what though. Next thing I know I'm in a shopping mall supermarket and looking at the different foods they have on the shelves. What catches my attention is a golden heart box with chocolates inside on the very top of a shelf. I open it and pull out a smaller wrapped candy than jump off and make my way to Dawn and Eye who are talking in my old house living room.

The setting is different now and I became fully lucid. I went into another room once they started arguing though. There I went through the glass window and flew around the house and landed on a gate. I tried to climb it but ended up slipping and grabbed onto something to keep myself stable. "Help me!" I called out for assistance. Dawn came out the house and pulled me up with Eye to his side. We than went to the porch next to my old house and started talking about something when suddenly Dawn changed into a stranger and started running into the street panicking like a barbarian and Eye disappeared. He than came after me with a wooden katana and started pulling me towards the basement of the house. I called for assistance hoping someone would come out my house but no one came. My stomach began hurting as he hit me halfheartedly with the katana.What followed was a middle age tv actress exiting a car in order to pursue the mystery of how I was attacked.


Dream 2
I was in a unfamiliar house on a vacation trip. There I looked out the window to what my younger brother pointed out was the Colombian flag hanging on the top of a pole. It was white with a light blue drawing though in the dream. He said the people put a demon on it and began flinging rocks at it. My mother approved of his actions and I found it concerning till Eye came in the room.
There I sat down and observed as Eye made jokes, laughed and was hyper as ever hovering around. Before I knew it he started shoving strawberries into my mouth. I didn't mind since I like strawberries but he was overdoing it. I told him to stop and asked where Dawn was. He said outside. I looked towards the door to see it a bit open and than looked back to Eye who said he was going to feed me a bunch of them regardless if Dawn was there or not. I than got up, grabbed what I thought was his leg and was about to give him some stern talking to outside but when I looked away than back he was at the door now. I felt he was one step ahead of me as he laughed than told me where he was.

Shrugging it off I went through the walls and he followed. We were now in a distorted room where I had found my cousins. They were arguing about something than suddenly the younger one shape shifted into another guy like in my other dream and went right for me. With a remote I tried to push the dc back but I couldn't hold my laughter in anymore. It was funny to watch him acting like a barbarian. Before I could finish laughing I woke up though.

Dream 3

I was babysitting two kids and sleeping over at their house as if I was their nanny. They were on their way to school as I searched for a phone. As they pulled something out of a back pack hanging on a green dining chair I looked away as to not be rude or make them scared some how. I was nervous but after waiting a bit I mustered up the courage to ask for the phone. The boy pointed to a black phone hiding in a couch pocket. I nodded than took the phone about to call my parents when I realized I was in a dream and wanted to try calling Dawn since I haven't done it in a while.

However, a old styled silver phone caught my attention. It was connected to a white rectangular thing with a metal circle on it. I assumed I had to put my hand on it to feel a stronger connection to someone while I used it. As I waited and concentrated someone picked up the phone. At first it sounded like they were speaking gibberish though. I said speak in English and they did though. They than asked me who I was. I said who I was but their voice faded as they kept talking. I woke up after that. I tried going back to sleep and saw a moving image of a room with a crack on the floor that let out blue light. But than I stopped and just got up.

D1 - On top of a mountain, a glassless dirt slope. Louie is looking at me, he has been waiting. I see he has drawn a zillion pictures on peices of paper for me while he has been waiting. He is funny as ever.

WBTB
D2 - I am on another pile of earth, this time way smaller. It looks like its ready to be used to landscape someones garden or something but there is far to much.
I realise i'm lucid 1st person and look around. I'm in my parents neighbours front garden. I have an idea of doing something but feel I can't do it till my parents are still around. I wait looking through the tree branches dividing the properties until they leave in a small grey green sports car (lol my dad would never have a car like that). I zip round to their house, running and enter a long hallway which is not there. The house is now modern and all the walls are bare wood. As I rush along I remember to try and stabilise, so I touch the walls and look at the detail. There are too many people about so I go into another room and lock the door. I then do some mind control. To soon the scene zips into 3rd person and becomes dark around the edges, as though in a tunnel. I feel I have lost lucidity and it is to late to affect things. And sure enough my belief makes it so.

Had one, don't remember much.

This started as a nightmare, but eventually developed into a great dream. I had been with Arshia and Simon, and we were spending some time out of the city at some place. Arshia had made some mean-spirited bet about cleaning up a car or doing some task every day, and anyone who didn't do it had to pay a bunch of money to the other two. I almost lost and they were bein ghuge dicks about it. Then, the poltergeist came.

It wrested control of the body from you and filled you with a sense of absolute dread. Paralysed, nauseous, scared. And then it started coming for my friends. Eventually it came back every few minutes to get me, simon, and two others. Sometimes it was Melissa, sometimes jake. We suffered. Eventually I noticed that we could see this creature. It was small, like an ethereal raccoon, and would creep up your leg to the brain where it would take its hold then go on to the next person. I tried chanting, cursing, praying, nothing worked. Eventually I got infra goggles, and I could see it clearly as a cloud of black smoke. And I got two pistols. And then, I found the cure. When the creature appeared I would steer clear, and it would go atop a table looking to do a facehugger maneuver. I set that fucker on fire while it waited then filled it with lead, and dead it lay. Devon's poltergiest died easier, we just needed to stomp on it with a blanket covering. Jakes had to be actually cursed, and the final one we just destroyed with everything we had. Gramma witnessed, and as a reward she gave us massive sandwiches. Like watermelon sized sandwiches. It was glorious.

earlier:

(more detail in the dream, it faded away though)

+ I'm approaching a building complex with a group. It's Halloween and there are jack-a-lanterns all around on the ground. I'm hoping my friends won't smash them. There are many shapes and sizes and designs. There is an outdoor smorgasbord going on, a "block party?" Lots of pots of soup and many hot food dishes. Climbing on top of a large animal-shaped structure? Thinking of lions?

+ I'm lying down and discussing an algorithm that a girl "Masha" has designed. I'm wearing (gray?) sweats with my legs slightly parted. She's sitting/demonstrating and moving closer to my legs, and I think that's a bit of an awkward position. I'm asking her questions about her idea.

+ There is a girl sitting near a cooler talking about different types of steak. "New York, London broil," etc., I'm having trouble hearing her so I come closer and have her repeat what she's saying. She then talks about lion steak and I "remember" eating lion. It was pretty tough. Then I remember how we trapped the lion between two trucks when we were hunting it. Something else about a zebra head bobbing back and forth.

(wake, recall)
BTS

+ [very vivid/present, semi-lucid] I'm with a tour group outside in daylight. There is a large bush of flowers growing on the side of the low building / house right next to us. I'm looking at them and see orange, purple, and various other colors. I think "they, those are like California poppies!" but realize they are not exactly the same. The leaves on the bush are sort of spindly like poppy plant leaves. I ask our tour leader what kind of flower those are, are they like poppies? He answers [forgot]. I notice the very blue sky. "That's like a California sky!" I think. Then we're walking up some steps and there's a woman in front of me who's getting in my way and I'm getting impatient. I keep noticing the sky. We emerge on to the street next to my childhood home. Only I know it's not my actual CH, but rather think it is a precise copy, because we're located in a different country like Australia or New Zealand. I look around at the houses, trees, the lay of the land, it is all precisely like the street outside my CH. I wonder at this amazing sight. I know that the view is not the same, however. I look out into the distance at the water far away and see that the distant mountain ranges and their shapes are indeed different. I see with pseudo-telescopic vision large freighters moving about on the water. Some of them are partially invisible. I look at the water view for a while and it is really amazing.

Next we move indoors. We're in a very large indoor hall, some famous/religious place. The floor is sacred and so the path for us tourists is walking on top of long dining tables through the room. At some point I stop and see a book on a table top, bend down and open it and flip through the pages. There are (rag doll-y?) pictures in there. I'm then on the floor and my (mother?) is saying to move back on top of the tables, I think this is because the floor is sacred. I'm not sure I can jump back up on to the table or not.

Recall Begins:

I am a young girl, perhaps 13~15. I find a family that lives in hideaways and works in large steel barns, creating dubious devices. They are a form of Mafia, but take me in as one of their own. One day, I walked out to the barns to see the things they were creating there. This was a heinous act against the rules, as I was told many times to never look there. I walked straight into the final barn in the row of perhaps 6 barns and saw something that attested to the evil of the family. What it was I can not recall. When I saw it, I ran from those who were in the barn, but they've got backup from where I came from before I could push through that way. Instead, I turned my path toward the nearest person coming, jumped into the air as I traveled, and attempted to land a curled fist straight into their face. However, I have troubles aiming in dreams. Extreme problems. I may have become moderately lucid at this point, as I rewind the dream repeatedly until my fist connects, hard. More backup arrives and I take a similar approach with these men, utilizing attack moves that look more like break dancing than fighting, but it got the job done. I continue to run, and make it to the children's dwelling area.
I can see that some of my friends want to help me, but also fear greatly the punishment for disobedience. The dwelling itself is technically hidden within a secret chamber, but enough people knew about it that I knew at least someone would know where to find me. I am most certainly lucid by this point, as I vividly recall declaring within that this is a dream, and that if I expect to find another, new hidden passageway in the wall I was reaching for, that I would find one. Lo and behold,
the solid wall I was fast approaching gave way as a door, and I was able to slip into a new room.I am not sure what my state of lucidity is from this point on, but I know that the thoughts as they occur do not reflect either my waking state thoughts or that of the dream character I had become. Instead of remaining in secrecy, by some thought,
I decided to relinquish dream control, and the walls of the new room faded away. Some children found me, and reported me, bringing me before the council. The punishment for this crime, and I knew it before I had done the thing which I did,
was as thus: to receive a bite from a highly venomous snake which they nurtured in a fountain centered in the council circle. I felt a sense of deja vu at this point as if I had experienced this plot before somehow, perhaps having read it in a book at some point. Knowing what would happen next, I stepped, with some trepidation, into the fountain. I backed out a few times, but the third time I boldly stood as the snake latched onto my right index finger.The pain hurt greatly, but also not at all. I knew that it was a dream again, and knowing that my fate involved a painful and long duration of agony, filled with feverish fits, pain, loneliness, and thoughts that I would likely die, I choose to dissolve the mafia, their council, and evidence of their ever existing from the dream. Again, these thoughts do not reflect my own as I would reason but seemed to be of the dream character this time. With the Mafia's influence erased, the steel barns were re-written as the new setting for the rest of the dream to follow.I am no longer lucid after the jump,
and unsure of what character I am. There are two other individuals with me, one 20-year-old junkrat who's crazy blond afro gave her a reckless air when combined with her ratty tank top and torn jeans. She had a natural affinity for taking apart and building things with total junk, which may have included the Gatling gun slung on her hip like I had my handguns. The other appeared to be aged 28, darkly moody, and dangerous. Like me, he wielded dual handguns, which were concealed within his black coat. I presumed the coat's color was picked to match his hair color, but he corrected me in saying it was to match his pants. Aside from that, he was in charge of carrying around Junkrat's tools, such as a tremendously oversized bolt-cutter used on my highschool's pop machine. It was as we were taking parts out of said pop machine that we were rudely interrupted by about half the student body. For some reason, I think some of them had guns.
They surrounded our group, with the likely intent to either take us custody or kill us, neither which option seemed particularly appealing. I tried a desperado to fend them off, which failed and I had to reload. After the reload, I was on the other side of one of the groups surrounding ours, and from this spot, I noticed a little girl, perhaps 8 years old. She wore a distinctly colorful outfit, that gave off an anime character vibe. She then merged into the story as if she had been there the whole time, and was a part of our ragtag trio. She then proceeded to "help us out" by emitting a voice which had the effect of paralyzing all the other students. Somehow, the next thing I can recall is one by one shooting each student in the head,
possibly because the paralysis has a limited time effect, and this would be our only chance (but why not run?). After dispatching most of the students there, I walk up the ramp and head to Math class like nothing happened. Principal M is teaching the class, and I see my old buddy Del there. Principal M gets after him, probably for being a trouble maker,
before beginning the class. I take a test for a few minutes, before the entire east wall dissappears, and we are very high up. The class notices some power line workers standing in this weird contraption, where two guys have to hold up each side which they're standing in, while the other works in the middle. The are also very, very high off the ground, about 100 meters up and 100 meters away from us. Suddenly, one man loses his position and tumbles off. The contraption is no longer stable, and the other two fall off as well. The entire class watches in horror as these guys fall to their deaths far below. Somehow, it was much more shocking than shooting half the school. As we look at their corpses below, suddenly,
they stand up, perfectly fine. Principal M then explains that he had given each of them a wind rune, so that they wouldn't be hurt by falling.

Recall Ends.

Dream Journals

Had an almost insta WILD when I closed my eyes. I felt myself lucid holding a mouse and could see that the webpage was on DV. To test wether i was in the dream i moved my mouse and clicked the dream journals button. I saw Twoshadows had a DJ entry and went to click it when I woke up

ATM

Dreamed I was at an ATM machine withdrawing $60. A lot more bills came out and a lot of them were $50s I then realized I must have accidentally withdrawn $600 instead...