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A terrifying terrorist had come to our town and had hidden himself in the basement of a church. My cousin and I decided to go see if we could find him.

We found the door to the church basement easily enough. But inside it was pitch black. I switched on my flashlight. What I saw was a large room, sort of like a stairwell, with concrete stairs going down the sides of the walls. I shown my light over the railing on the side to see if I could see the bottom. I couldn't.

We tentatively began walking down. We got to a landing, and there was a rotting alien corpse. Suddenly we heard a noise and hid behind it. It echoed through the stairs. We listened and waited for a long time but nothing showed itself. Then we gave up and went back up to the main floor.

Then all the children that attended the church banded together. (The group included my sister, who was suddenly quite obese.) They numbered about fifty. They vowed to all the grown ups that they would descend the stairs, reach the bottom, find the horrible man and destroy him. The adults pleaded with them not to go, but they would not listen. So one day they marched through the door, and we listened on the other side to the muffled echoes of their feet descending the stairs. They never came back up.

I was having some dream involving Avatar: The Last Airbender. There was an episode involving Zuko on this barge where he was fighting with this waterbending master. And he lost.
He wound up frozen inside of a small iceberg. Also frozen in there was a letter that he had written for his father, the fire lord.
I then became a character, a waterbender who was passing by and came across him frozen in the iceberg. I melted the part of the berg with the note in it and read it. I can't recall what it was about, but he was trying to earn his father's respect through the letter, just like in the show.
Then, because I was a character on the show I went on to do my own thing. I 'remembered' that I was near a secret underwater restaurant. It was very far underwater, maybe a quarter mile, so the only way to get down there was by using waterbending to make a bubble around your head.
I swam down. The restaurant is in a dome shape with a small row of windows around the top. There was an airlock that automatically let me in. I get inside. The restaurant is rather small. There are a couple of windows showing the underwater landscape, but it is pretty dark because we are so far down.
The restaurant only has two workers, a cook and a server. They have a very limited list of items on their menu and ironically, no seafood.
The dream glitched. I was back on the surface of the ocean, with a man and a large group of kids on board a modern cruise ship. We were now going out to eat in a very upscale restaurant. The kids were rowdy and bothersome, and I wanted the quiet and loneliness of the undersea restaurant back.
I actually became somewhat lucid, and teleported myself back. But the place didn't feel the same.

I was working with a construction crew on a house somewhere in the desert. The house was actually going to become mine, and I was helping them make design choices. I told the builders that I wanted another level under the basement, because in the context of the dream, I had some type of anvil looking object with a crystal ball on it that might be a target for thieves. Whatever this thing was, I had to tend to it regularly. I wanted them to hide it in the second basement.
At first they were going to build the second basement right under the first basement. But they said there was a layer of hard rock there, and it would be easier to just dig a small shaft through the hard rock then carve out the second basement in the softer rock below. They said this will cost me more money. I say that I don't care and that I will pay them $1.2 million if I have to.
At some point the construction site began to look like Minecraft and I was mining through stone with the other workers to finish the house. Somebody made a mistake and mined the wrong stone and had to fill in the area with dirt and cobblestone.

I know there was much, much more last night. I think there might have been lucidity at one point. If I remember it, I'll have to edit this entry.

1:12 p.m.

I was in a small community. It's unfamiliar.

I decided to hide in a store, a place that I somehow thought they'd never look. People looking for me. I'm not from there. I don't know what they want to do. I think I was female, and the owner of the store (also female) said that one day, someone needs to take care of the store and marry her son (who is still a boy).

A storm or a fight. I/We have to hide.

I was in a building. Yellowish color theme. The floors are fooling around. The elevators disappeared. Good thing I ended up in floor 27, so I just took the stairs to go down. I/We ended up in the basement. White theme. Some things to explore. I felt excited, although I think the place is prohibited.

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NOTES:

- Went to sleep several times, last being around 11:56 a.m.
- Last was with 26-minute meditation (Sam Harris)

There is a male teacher giving me and perhaps 10 other students a science test. And we were taking it in my basement. But that's not the weird part. Everyone was naked save for the teacher. But that's not the weird part. The weird part was I got the test, took one look at it and thought.
"Hmm... I should pee on this."
So I did. I got yelled at by the teacher and he gave me a new test and told me to sit in the center of the room. I started taking the test only to find that it was actually pretty easy, even though some of the questions made no sense. It was something to do with matching pictures to words. I began grasping lucidity when I awoke.

I am camping with my family somewhere cold. There is snow on the ground and the rivers are frozen. Two boys that I have never met invite me to the hot springs. I have a swimsuit on under my winter clothes and I decide to go with them.
I walk with them through the cold for like an hour, (No kidding, this was up there with the longest dreams that I've ever had.) Until we get to a river that looks to be steaming. Thinking we're finally here, I take off all my clothes only to realize that the other boys have not. They then push me into the water, that turns out to be FREEZING cold. I lose control of my body as I 'die'.
I get taken up into a high tree that has a metal cage hanging from it. I can see the whole campground from up here. I get placed inside the cage back inside my body. [DREAM LOGIC] The cage is some sort of penalty box for dying. It's the rules of this camping area. Anytime someone dies they have to spend time up here. The more stupid you were about your death the longer the time you spend up here. Then you return to the land of the living when you have served your time. [/DREAM LOGIC]

I had a dream couple of weeks ago, where my Aunt told me that she found an egg in the basement where we used to have in a hen house. So, I went to the basement and found the egg. When I picked up the egg, I saw a green snake beside me, just staring. I stared back, and then woke up.

Few days after I had this dream, I was at that same house (in real), and my Aunt told me she found an egg, and I picked it up and threw it away, since it was too old (several months).

How can that dream be interpreted? And does finding the egg in reality have anything to do with the dream (or even throwing away that egg)?

In the beginning I knew that a girl was trapped in a house. When I went into the house I saw that there was a person standing behind me, but only when I looked through a mirror. He resembled Edgar Allan Poe. It was scary and I thought being aware of him would make him react, but he didn't. Later I was in a damp cellar like place. I heard someone yelling somewhere in the hallways of this basement. I stood at a fancy two-way staircase (like in mansions) and looked into the mirror there. On the right of my reflection (left from its perspective) was the white person from before. On the other side was a black guy, whom I believed must have owned the yelling voice from earlier. He maybe looked like Marcellus Wallace (sp).

Looking at the ghosts in the mirror, I observed that one was wearing Confederate Army clothes and the other wearing Union Army clothes, so I concluded that they were ghosts from the civil war. I think that the house started to collapse after I pointed this out. The end.

3/12/14

3:10 am non-lucid

Zombies. Eventually we have to live downstairs in a basement to escape (or be kept away from). We seem to have been infected, but it's not so bad.

Atmosphere transfers from dark to comedic. I, as Lesley Knope at one point, am called back to the above ground, but in a protective suit as not to infect others, in order to feed someone who won't eat. (Maybe he was infected, not us?)

Wasn't always Leslie Knope, just at that point. Comedy montage music playing in the background.

Before that point my husband and I am in the basement with another couple.

Some sort of analogy to Japanese language learning blogs and my job at JALUP. Tofugu included.

One of our cats in the basement with us.

We're hiding in the basement. Dream didn't start off in the basement, but I don't remember point before basement.

Playing board games till 6pm with another girl who loves games. This brings on the talk of Japanese learning blogs. She works for Tofugu.

End of the world is happening. Earthquakes, explosions, people screaming etc. Me and a little kid whom I don't know decide to hide in the basement. I am thinking "well this is it, these are my last days. And I am going to spend them with a kid I don't know in a cold concrete basement.

As we walk through the basement I notice bags of groats on the floor. "I guess I will need to eat those to survive longer." We decide to take a nap. There was an old rag on the floor. It was laying in a very narrow aisle between a pipe and wall. We turned the lights off.

Suddenly we heard a noise. Someone was coming to the basement. I whisper to the kid to attack the stranger when he comes close. We waited. When the stranger got close, the kid jumped on his back punching the stranger which started repeatedly screaming "I'm good, I'm good." I told the kid to knock it off.

The stranger told us he has his own secret basement. He was prepared for the apocalypse. He then knelt down and started peeling layers of tin from the floor. There was a secret passage to another room. We all got down there.

To my surprise there was a TV. The stranger turned it on. TV was working perfectly, it was showing very clearly. There was some furniture too. On he shelf I noticed few fresh apples. I was happy that I will spend my last days at least comfortable. The stranger then opened a door next to us...

Bright light came in. I saw a wonderful beach. It was sunny and warm outside. There were lots of people having fun. All that looked like some kind of paradise. I couldn't believe my eyes. I stepped on the sand and started running across the seashore. It felt like I had freed myself from something.

I ran into some kind of "beach boy". He was hiding behind the rocks. The beach boy asked me to tear out some grass which was growing out of sand.
-Do you want me to tear out it with roots? -I asked him.
-Just a little. -he told me.
As I gave him the grass he started to grind it. Then he gave me a pill and a straw full of that ground grass.
-Eat the pill and then chew the straw. -he said.
I knew it was some kind of drugs and was afraid to overdose. I decided not to consume it. After beach boy had swallowed the pill and chewed the straw he ran somewhere. I headed for an opposite direction.

The beach seemed very crowded. I was wondering where is my mother? I was searching for her, going deeper and deeper into the territory. Suddenly I realized the surroundings have changed a bit. The beach was not so beautiful as it was before. The were lots of garbage on the sand, and the sun was not shining anymore. Most people around me were homeless. They smelt bad, they swore a lot, they were drinking and using drugs. I began to feel unsafe in this place.
Then I came across to a swamp with few houses. They were wooden and very old. There was no one here. It was very quiet. I felt like I am in the medieval times. I came into one of the old houses and headed to the bathroom. To my surprise there was my female friend. I felt I hadn't had sex in ages. I became horny as hell. She had her leg on the bathtub and was touching her skin. Her body looked amazing. You guys know what happened next
Finally i woke up.

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Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #170: Spellcasting 101

I'm standing in what looks like a hotel room with a spellcaster, a brown-haired girl in her late teens or early twenties. She's holding her palms out in front of her, and a miniature tornado whirls and dances in each of her hands. Each cyclone is about a foot high and spins rapidly but quietly, the tip of the funnel stuck to the same spot on her palms. This trick is new to her and she darts her eyes at me as if to say, "Did I get it right?" I nod approvingly.

For some reason, a flame catches around the upper rim of each tornado and she starts to lose her calm. "Why's it doing that?" The flame begins to spread down the funnel and she starts to panic. I become lucid as the fire spreads down the tornado and wraps ribbons of flame around her arms. I can see that the flames are just wrapping around her, though, and she's not actually catching on fire. It looks like some kind of fire spell is building up that she doesn't understand how to operate or control.

There's a door just behind me that looks like it leads down to a basement. I usher her toward the basement, saying, "Let's go downstairs to practice that. It'll be safer there." She's starting to panic but she starts moving toward the basement as the dream ends.

I hold on for DEILD, imagining myself running down a dark flight of stairs. It takes a moment for the imagery to coalesce again, and when I emerge back in a dream, I'm alone in a different hotel room, running around the room. I'm sort of prancing around on the carpet using just the balls of my feet. It's very dainty-looking and super un-macho but the sensation on my feet's very vivid and is helping me keep fears of an unstable dream at bay. (I know to ignore these, but there they were anyway!)

I run around the room like this for a bit more and then switch to rubbing my hands together. I continue this pretty much throughout the rest of the dream.

I walk out through the hotel room door into a darkly-carpeted hallway and walk for a long way. On my right I see a door that looks just like the one that led to the basement in the previous dream, so I follow it, expecting to find the young spellcaster again. I tromp down a flight of wooden stairs into a well-lit anteroom where an Hispanic woman in her late 30s is sitting behind an old-style cash register. She gives me a friendly smile and I remember the Task of the month to ask a DC for a gift.

"Hey!" I say. "Go ahead and give me my gift now." She nods, reaches under her desk, and pulls out a greeting card in an envelope. I will the greeting card to be open and the envelope just sort of vanishes. The cover of the card is some kind of abstract painting and the inside just has some simple handwriting in pen that read: "THANK YOU FOR THE CARD!" I'm trying to process what this means when the dream ends.

I am at a Rolling Stones concert!Only it's at a pub and they're not really the Rolling Stones, but a bunch of kids i've never even seen before.There are like 10 of them 6 boys and 4 girls. And for some odd reason i really believe that they are the real thing. They are playing on the second floor, and there is like a big square hole in the middle of it and through it you can see the first floor which is also full of fans. But anyways i'm standing behind this hot chick and having the time of my life, at one point they played a song twice and actually started explaining why they did, but i didn't care, because while this was happening i was hugging with that cute girl, nothing else, just hugging, but it felt so damn good.It's amazing how nobody managed to fall through the hole, given the fact they were all drunk...

Now I'm at my friend Maxi's house and we are looking at the top of his garage. It's very different though it's in the middle of the forrest and looks nothing like his house, not to mention that there is a basement that's not even in the house but rather to the right of the house. He tells me that we should put a kicker up there and try to skate it. Without any hesitation i agree and we then head down the basement, which looks exactly like every basement you see in those movies about the american suburbs.

Next thing I'm in my home town... well not really it's a completely different place, but i just have the feeling i'm in my town. It's divided in sectors, much like the hunger games, between each one there is a deep forest with no path through it. I'm in the western sector and i'm looking for my neighbours' house, the western sector is much higher than the rest and that provided a spectacular view. Anyways after walking through the small and narrow streets for a while i encountered two football(soccer) hooligans, and they started asking me questions about my neighbours' house in a really unfriendly tone. At this point i remember i had a memory about their house being in the eastern sector, but i still didn't know how to get there. The mean guys asked me for a cigar and then left.

I'm back at Maxi's house again, only this time there is a kicker on the roof of his garage, but... it's put on the wrong side.. which makes it pretty much useless... then his mom came out of the house and started explaining to me why the kicker was put up like that, i didn't really care so i didn't listen, after she finished the long and boring explanation, she said "Follow me" So i did and we ended up in that basement again...
Then i woke up.

Sept. 18, 2003:
I had this dream that I was back in my aunt's old house, and there were all of these zombies everywhere. And they weren't stupid, shuffling zombies, even though they were all nasty looking, they were cunning and intelligent zombies. They'd plan traps and pull all kinds of tricks and stuff, and this made them far more dangerous than your average zombie. And of course, the old standby - get bitten by a zombie, and you turn into a zombie.

So I'm holed up in this house, and there are zombies everywhere, and of course houses are not terribly secure, especially old ones. And this person busts in, and I think he's a zombie so I try to kill him, but it turns out he's one of the few people left who's still human... his name is, of all things, Sniper, and he's a sharpshooter. He's also a total asshole, but that's beside the point.
The problem - we have several guns (Sniper's are very nice and very deadly, mine's a worn out rifle and a pistol) but very little ammunition. The odds that this house has ammunition are slim to none. If we go outside to get it, we're toast. I have a feeling that Sniper sees me as a minor annoyance/possible human shield, at best. Especially since I have a habit of forgetting to reload the shotgun and running out of ammunition at the worst possible time.
Anyway, we secure the house as much as possible, you know the drill - board up the windows, etc. Except we're gonna run out of stuff to board windows up with, so we decide to secure a smaller but tactically crucial section of the house. By this point we're running pretty low on ammunition, although I've gotten a few chances to prove that I'm not completely worthless. Just mostly.
So once everything's secured, someone knocks on the front door. Sniper opts to open it since he has much better aim than I do. So he cracks the door open, and there's a woman standing out there, and she's obviously a zombie. But she pleads with him a little bit, says she only wants some money, that she needs to feed her kids (who are little zombie-lings by this point). So Sniper, in an odd fit of human compassion, opens the door to pass some money through, and the two evil children attack him. He shoots them before they can bite him or anything and the mother runs away, dropping a pistol that happened to be fully loaded. So we're like “cool, ammo”.
So then I had to go down into the basement, I don't remember why, I think it was to look for food and see if there was any ammunition down there (even though odds are, there was not), and I get freaked out when I see this zombie (the one from earlier) trying to get in through the basement windows... she can't, though, because there's a metal grating over them. So I grab what I need (no ammo down there) and run upstairs again. And that's when the dream sort of faded out.

Original journal entry dated Feb. 22, 2002:

Ok, to begin with, I had a nightmare (what's new?) that I lived all alone in a weird dorm with a basement that had creepy stuff in it. I had a cat, too, but wasn't supposed to. It was a very sweet cat. It was like Abby, only gray.
Then my dream shifted, and I dreamt I was a grandmother. We had packed our two grandchildren (both boys) up into the car when I noticed that one of them looked sort of funny. As in, you know. Headless. So, naturally, I started shrieking at the top of my lungs until my husband came over and showed me he was ok. Apparently, I'd been mistaken (about him being, like, headless). Then I looked over and the OTHER one was missing the same vital part of his anatomy. So, again, I flipped out. At the end of the dream, it turned out that I'd been hallucinating... not that this was much comfort.

The worst part about the nightmare was that I'd wake up, look around, check what time it was, then go to sleep and resume the same horrible dream. This continued from about 7 a.m. until 9:30.

8/30/2013, 10:20-6:59

I meditated twice before going to sleep. I wrote down some stuff that happened in my day journal. I did a mantra before falling asleep in bed, "I remember my dreams." Last, I also woke up at 3:55, and stayed up for 3 minutes till 3:58.I ended up with two pretty vivid dreams and one dream fragment.

Dream 1:

There was a pizza world and a color world floating through space. The color world had red, blue, green, and yellow "yarn" sown onto it. There was also a basement somewhere else in space (the basement of the universe? ). The controllers of these two worlds, and a few of their associates, were in this basement. It seemed as though the pizza world leader had the color world leader in chains attached to the ceiling. There was a single light bulb that kept swinging and was the only light source in the basement (might have been earthquakes or basement shaking?).

The pizza world leader was interrogating the color world leader like a lawyer, with
his hands behind his back, palm in palm. Every time the color world leader answered a question wrong, water was spilled on his face and the pizza world grew bigger. The pizza world leader was torturing the color world leader. This went on for a while until the pizza world took over the color world. The dream eventually ends with a bunch of pizza on the "camera".

Dream 2:

I remember going on a quad ride with my family. We used the two quads, and managed to fit four people on them. We went up into the woods, on some path. There were a few ditches and mountains and stuff. Eventually the path we were on ended, and we started heading back. I then fell off one of the quads, probably my brother, J's. I was then going to go on Dad's because J kept going and didn't stop for me. I was fine with that because J drives like a madman. Mom got off Dad's quad and said she'd walk.

We kept going till we found J's quad trapped in a ditch. He tried to get out of it backwards, but flipped the quad over as we passed! The dream ends there.

Dream 3:

I remember looking at a Caucasian blonde girl. She had a cute skirt on, and her shirt might have been white (possibly Catholic school uniform?). She had no panties on, and was lifting her skirt up. I almost got to see her vagina, then the dream ends .

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid , side notes.

Fragment #1: I remember using a phone app which had a virus on it. The virus transported me inside the game in which i took the place of a lonely ghost.

Fragment #2: I remember being in some sort of jungle collecting resources and blowing things up.

Party: I'm on my farm, my mom is yelling nonstop at my brother, my brother soon leaves. Next thing i know, i've gone to some summer camp, which took place in my basement. While i was in my basement, i noticed a kid and a man. The kid had paid the man 1.3 million dollars to act out something but the man demanded a blowjob from the kid, and the kid didn't want to feel as if he lost his money...so...anyway, i didn't want to watch any of that so i headed up the stairs. As i head up, i see some friends of mine smoking outside and one smoking on the stairs, i tell him something that had the meaning of "don't smoke in here, go outside" because i didn't want the smoke smell in the house.

Eventually, i find myself going to a party with them. I think i remember going to like two of them and then a third one, i don't remember the first two but i do remember the third. At the location of the third party, there was a big dome which had stores in it, on top of the dome was a thorn bush and elevated above that thorn bush was the house the party took place in. It started out with me walking on some wooden stairs up to the house at the top, i saw some other friends there as well. I also notice some idiots diving into the thorn bush on top of the dome. Then, all of a sudden, an alien like creature attacks us. I run over and do a front snap kick and manage to hit it. It then gets up and jumps behind us, i then run over and attempt a chop at it's neck but it dodges it. What happened to it next, i have no clue.

After that little incident, i decide to walk down and check the dome out, there, i meet this lady which tries to teach me warm ups for basketball. ( why my dreamself would do this, i have no clue, i dislike basketball a lot and already know stretches and etc from martial arts). I then see my family in the distance, so i run over to meet them, they decide they want to leave so i go with them. They drove two cars, i get in the one with my dad, who then drives up to a gas station and crashes into it.

I was in Japan, staying at a house full of these girls who I presume were idols. it was morning, and they had to go to the beach for some sort of concert or photoshoot or something. There was a bowl of green soup on the table in the kitchen. I picked it up and drank from it, for seemingly no reason (I didn't even know whose it was). Then I went upstairs, and heard a girl cry out "who drank my soup?"

I went down into the basement and found two kids (not japanese) playing a wii game like Taiko no Tatsujin. They handed me a controller and I played with them. Then, the dream skips to nighttime, and people were getting ready for bed. The basement had a few couches people were laying on, as well as blankets on the floor. We were going to go to sleep when some guy was obsessing over something (I can't remember what it was). Everyone told him to knock it off. (this part of the dream is really blurry, I can't remember it well). I think this bad guy showed up, and afterwards people were losing touch with reality and pretty much losing their minds. A doorway opened in the wall, which we walked through, and there was a huge endless pit in the middle of the floor. Someone fell in.