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Fragment:
I'm in the kitchen, I have 6 fingers on one hand, it's a bit dark, so I move into the light and count again, I now have 7 fingers... I let out a holy shit, am I dreaming?! but then I'm gone.

Fragment:
There is a girl, I think she has red hair, but it's hard to remember. I sense her energy. she has a good heart, but around her is an aura that drains anyone's energy if they get too close.

Dream I remember best:
I am in my bed, I get up and do a reality check, I'm dreaming. I take the time to observe my surroundings. I feel my dream body, pet the dream dog, smell the dream dog. (the only one's I remember doing) I realized I was in my underwear, so I summoned some clothing. I looked in the mirror, I was wearing my green vault shirt that I threw away awhile ago.

I walked into the next room and teleported by jumping into the AC, everything turned black. I saw a fan blade, I spun it, and I landed on the other side.

I was in a comfortably lit room, there where three? people congratulating me for reaching the moon (I am barely above nonlucid at this point) the girl from my last fragment is there, she still has that aura that drains energy. I tell her I'll find a way to stop the drain. She motions to her left arm, and I see three points, causing the effect. I acknowledge the fact that I see them, and walk into the next room, then down the stairs. there is a shower there, I turn around and to back. The girl is still there, and the TV is on, some weird old movie, I don't remember the details, but I watched for awhile, then I blinked and my waking life eyes opened.

I am in a church listening to some speeches. I become lucid somehow, but instead of running off and trying something, (or maybe I'm just not lucid enough to do otherwise) I decide to continue listening to the speeches. a friend of mine takes the stand and starts talking in one of his accents that he does every once in awhile.

the speeches finish, so I go outside. still lucid, I decide to try to go to the moon. I hear, "It's difficult to get to the moon" from inside myself, but I ignore it, not paying it much attention. I focus on the energy inside me, It feels like water or slush in a plastic bag, impossible to grab hold of, but I don't think about that either. I try visualizing the moon and become a bit disoriented, but nothing severe. I try to get a lock, I think I have it, though not 100% sure. I try to open a portal anyway. I jump into the air, and slash with my hands, trying to create an opening. "You're not powerful enough" I hear, but still ignore. I land and look, no portal... ok then, lets try something else. I attempt to test the physical abilities of my dream body. I am able to run about 3X my waking life running speed, and I am able to jump about 2.5 to 3 times the hight of my body, a start I suppose. each time I attempt something, the voice antagonizes me, and I ignore it, as if It weren't even there. "You're weak" "You're not powerful enough"

now that i'm awake, when I think if the voice, I think of the color black behind me, odd.

I am in a white room with my friend C, the room has one window, I was lucid. I felt the drapes of the window and commented on how realistic they felt, I asked C to feel them. he commented "Wow, it's just like waking life!" we where then across the room, a woman appeared and said there was a demon coming, then disappeared. the demon appeared, it looked just like another friend of mine's father, but It was standing funny, almost at a slouch. I could tell that it wasn't the person it appeared to me, and it changed forms. I don't remember what it looked like. I told christian that It would be good practice for him, because to me it looked weak, and I let him fight it first. he got his fists up and attempted to get into a fist fight with it, I saw that he was going to lose, so I grabbed his shoulder and gently pulled him back.

I went up to the demon and punched it twice, I could hear the impact. I did an overhead swing and it's head jerked downward from the force. This made the demon mad. It lunged at me, I paid as little attention as possible to the demon's attacks, blocking them without even feeling them. I tackled the demon and did a fist stand on it's chest and said, "Plasma Beam!" unfortunately, I was unable to create a plasma beam, but I did succeed in shocking the shit out if it, I was still shocking it when the dream faded.
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Note, I was talking with C today, and he remembers being in a white room with me and me telling him to feel the curtains, he also remembers something monstrous behind me before he woke up.

I remembered a bit more from last night. I think I was lucid, but I don't know for sure...
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I am at my house, I remember my dream goal of looking in a mirror and being a reploid. I see my reflection, it's incredibly hard to describe, so I drew a crappy picture. I think the top half is better than the bottom half, but it's all fairly crappy, I did it quickly so I wouldn't forget it, plus I'm horrible at drawing.

I enter the boss chamber, there is scrap metal and debris everywhere. I see my mission objective, Two or three reploids that were captured by this boss. I approach them. halfway to them, I realize I might be in a video game. I look at the walls and the floor, paper thin, just like a video game. But wait, am I...

The entire room explodes in a gust of wind, I am lifted off the ground, I cannot move, taking heavy damage from the debris. I spot the boss, two reploids that are unaffected by the wind. They are on an elevated platform. I still can't move, I'll be destroyed if I don't do something! I think for a second, and remember, Reploids have the ability to teleport! I focus for a second and become a golden, yellow streak of light and appear right before the bosses. I ready my blaster.

They say, "It is disappointing, the progress being made under Gawn's (?) rule. The bosses disappear before I get a shot off.

-Notes-

I don't know for sure if they actually said Gawn, I didn't pay enough attention to the words, and I forgot by the second time I recalled the dream, also, this dream is mostly channeled, as in, it just came to me in words.

also, I am happy that I got this close to the dream goal of being a reploid and looking in the mirror, at least now I know I won't have any problems being a reploid.

I had just installed a new mod for oblivion, I wasn't sure what it did yet, so I was looking through the files.
I found one folder filled with discusting pictures that I don't care to elaborate about. I immediately left that folder. then I found a picture that I found interesting. the picture was some sort of island, but the ground was covered in gnarled black and white striped "spikes", for lack of a better word. the picture was so interesting that I felt like I was being sucked into it. the next thing I knew I was inside the picture. The oblivion GUI was in my sight, so I figured the picture had launched oblivion.

I started exploring this strange island. After a few minutes of walking around aimlessly, I came across some type of arcane shrine. I approached it, and my cross-hair changed to the activate and the tool-tip said "the god of bored" I thought to myself, "well, I AM a bit bored, why not?" I activated the shrine.

the oblivion loading screen popped into my vision and loaded the next area quickly, I was teleported to a densely forested area, there was a man speaking to me in a monotonous tone, something about a fire that swept through the area burning everything in sight. I asked, a bit worried if the fire was happening now or did it happen awhile ago? the response was something along the lines of "how should I know?" and then he continued ranting. I got a
bit bored of his speech, so I looked around, I was still in a forest, and there was a huge red-bear just beyond the trees.
This spooked me a bit, I told the guy ranting about the fire to be quiet, the bear looked right at me, then looked away. I noticed how clearly detailed his fur was, I could see the
shadows the fur cast on itself from the light.

then I woke up to my dog running around on the bed.

I got up and rolled out of bed and walked into my bathroom. I glanced over at the sink and saw something odd in it, a small bug.

I turned on the faucet and tried to wash it down the sink, but it just stuck there, so I tried loosening it with hot water. the faucet took a bit to heat up like it normally does, but once it did the frog started slipping. Wait, frog? I looked at it closer, it was indeed a frog. I turned off the water before it was washed down the sink. I picked it up and played with it a bit, then I walked out of the bathroom with the frog in my hands. As I walked out, the frog transformed into a long scaly sheet. I folded it so I wouldn't drop it. I walked over to my bed and tossed the scaly sheet there casually. I crossed my arms, looking at it. I got an idea. I said, "Bed sheet." The scaly sheet turned into a neatly folded copy of the bed sheet already on my bed that it was laying on. I was surprised, but this gave me another idea.

I took the shapeshifting bedsheet down to the local park, there where some kids playing in the sandbox, but they left and played somewhere else when I approached, I didn't pay much attention to them. I placed the bedsheet into the sandbox and waited, after I figured had been long enough, I took it out of the sandbox and put it on the ground a bit away from it. I said, "Sand" and the bedsheet turned into sand. I said, "blanket" again and It turned back. then I went home.

I walked into the door and thought about how strange things where, I should do a reality check. I pinched my nose, breathed, and asked myself if I was dreaming. According to my reality checks, I wasn't, and I didn't put anymore thought into it. I went back to my room, put the blanket on my bed and went downstairs for some breakfast, I heard some commotion upstairs, I went up there and looked around. my dog was fighting with a copy of itself. two small shi-tzu's where fighting. I said, "sand" quickly, and the more ferocious shi-tzu turned to sand while my dog ran away. I said, "blanket" and put the blanket on my bed.

I sat next to the blanket and looked at it. I pondered about turning the blanket into a copy of myself, I surely had been touching it long enough, but no, I figured that I didn't need a psycho copy of myself trying to kill me.

I was on the collage campus, there was a woman in front of me.

I woke up, and my subconscious started recalling the dream for me, it was something about being on a spaceship, the walls had detailed and intricate square designs.

A few minutes into the recall, I realized I didn't have enough time to recall everything second hand. I somehow knew that It was going to take awhile because it was a REALLY long dream. so I stopped listening and went back to sleep.

I just knew that the woman followed me through the whole dream.

My dreams where a jumbled mess of images until I remembered the mantra that I was saying all day yesterday, "I am dreaming, I am dreaming"

I was outside, there was a beach behind me and a car in front of me. I started to get into the car when I heard my mantra, "I am dreaming."

I paused and realized that I was dreaming, then I got into the car. I thought of my goals for the night, I only had one that I could think of. The goal was to meet Raven Knight at the volcanic planet that I had painted, but how to get there? All of the scenarios that I had visualized before going to bed involved me already being at the planet.

I attempted to visualize the planet, but nothing happened. No matter what I tried, I couldn't get myself to move. It reminded me of the last time I was lucid, I had no control over my dreams.

I looked out the car window, I expected the moon to shoot up over the mountains in the distance any second now. Sure enough, It did, but with more force than I had anticipated. I willed it to slow down and stop, and it did.

then I woke up.

Note, in this dream my senses where fairly scrambled, I'm still not sure If I got the order of events correct.

I was at my grandmothers house. I was talking to a being that I could tell was much stronger than me. I think it either told me about, or showed me a gargantuan demon that feeds on dreams, the reason that most people forget their dreams when they awaken.

I am back at my grandmothers house, a portal appears and someone I know walks through, although I have no idea who it was, I could tell they where friendly. they say something about going fishing, I agree to go.

we walk through the portal and the next thing I know, I am sitting down with a fishing rod. there is one person to the left of me, and several people to the right, one of them is playing the guitar.

I can't tell if the next part actually happened or if I just imagined it.
someone to the right of me caught a whale, then I either got pulled in, or caught a killer whale.

I sense a giant black creature, it has several eyes and mouths. I can tell that it is in the water, so I take my feet out.

I start to get engrossed in the guitar music, I can feel strings wrapping around my mind. I ask them to stop playing for a minute, they oblige. I feel the dream slipping, so I attempt time dilation. I visualize a clock, 12 hours to 24 hours to 48 hours. at 24 hours, I feel my body getting tight, at 48 hours, I'm completely paralyzed.

False awakening.

I am in sleep paralysis at my grandmothers house in the guest bed. I broke out of it with pure strength, I felt good about myself. I got out of bed and woke up for real.