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I was at an enormous yard sale for video games. It was set up on the town square. The organizer of the event was this tiny little chubby guy with blonde hair and a mustache. He appeared to be in his late forties. He was very animated. He was telling me about what sort of video games were good. I remember him as saying, "Once you've played Batman, you'll never want to play dumb Superman again".

At that point, I like saw Superman wearing his normal outfit, but it had the red-and-white-spider-web motif that Spider Man's suit has. He was in a triumphant pose and about to blast off into the sky.

Then I noticed there was a trampoline standing nearby, so I got on it and started jumping. Then I just randomly leaped off it and landed on my stomach and laid completely still. I wasn't hurt, but the little video game guy got REALLY scared and thought I had seriously injured myself or even died. He started crying and he ran over to where I was lying. I got up and showed him I wasn't hurt. He was sooooooo relieved. He gave me a great big tearful hug. He only came up to like my waist.

My mother had a baby, and I was so proud of it. Yaay, I'm a brother!!

I bought a sort of zither thing which you played with a bow. I paid for it with money I had cut out of the local newspaper, which printed money in every issue.

Weird men were walking around in giant copper mechanical gorilla suits.

There was this strange man with binoculars strapped to his eyes who loved to watch the old lady across the street use the bathroom. He even had the GPS coordinates for her toilet. The pervert.

Morning of September 20, 2014. Saturday.



I seem to be passively viewing an investigation, though I am still present in the setting, which seems to have the essence of the northeast corner of the Cubitis living room (where I am not been sine 1978). It seems to be taking place in a corner of a first-floor room at two perpendicular desks. Two unknown young females are talking about a telephone being tapped. They seem uncertain about what they are doing. When a number is given by one to the other, she complains that it is a private number (supposedly indicated by starting with 392), as it seems it was supposed to be related to a business telephone, possibly a bank or loan company operating illegally. It is decided that at least one of them will pretend to be a call girl from the service already known by this other person. She sets up a meeting pretending to be from their usual escort service.

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My dream shifts to a hotel room (fourth floor or higher) in a different type of dream scenario and where I am more present. My wife Zsuzsanna is now with me. Curiously, Tom Welling is here in his Clark Kent persona (from “Smallville”). He also seems to be some sort of amateur investigator. It is presently nighttime. In the distance, viewed through the hotel windows, is a very large building that creates the impression of also being like the model of a city. There is one large belfry that is more like a towering apartment. Tom aka Clark seems to be indicating that one of the criminals under investigation (a corrupt banker) is living there. I seem to know it is where Bruce Wayne lives. I casually say “That is where Bruce Wayne, Batman, lives.” Suddenly, I realize that I should not have said that, as now Clark knows the superhero identity of Bruce Wayne. I walk more to the corner of the room saying “Whoops…pretend I did not say that”.

Clark appears to be puzzled. Apparently, he has never heard of either Bruce Wayne or Batman. I guess it may not matter what I said. I absentmindedly (remembering the comic books) ask him if this is Earth A, B, or C and he replies with “C”.

I realize that I have altered history, because now, I notice that there is a black leather outfit lying on one of the two beds (the one farthest from the door) which seems like a prototype of a Batman costume. It seems that Clark Kent will now become Batman instead of Superman because of me talking about Batman. However, it also soon seems that Clark is partly in that outfit, but he is “disintegrating” in a similar manner as the monsters in “Little Monsters” do when exposed to light. One of the arms is still flopping around but Tom is mostly gone.

Suddenly, the mood of my dream shifts and I attempt to make a comedic exit. I sing the old television “Batman” theme: “DO do DO do DO do DO do, DO do DO do DO do DO do…Batman!”

As I leave the hotel room, I see Zsuzsanna and our children sitting at computers in an open room of which is part of a hall, which seems to be part of my old apartment on King Street. I go into the small hallway bathroom and after a short time I hear (seemingly from out of nowhere) Ian McKellen shouting “That’s the consequence of being a thumb…and ANGULAR!”.

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The dream state indicators are of course the beds, which do not symbolize anything other than the subliminal memory of having fallen asleep. Dream state indicators are a very common factor in my dreams and have nothing to do with “interpretation”.

The emergent consciousness factor is the feature of the computers in the last scene, where my conscious self identity is beginning to become active in the waking transition.

My dream resolves in the last scene of being a typical bathroom wake-up call. Originally, I had not delved into some of the meaning in this dream so as not to offend people, but the remark shouted at the end is of course a reference to men urinating and potentially being off the mark, although unlike the experiences reported by other people, I have rarely ever used a toilet in a dream as this dream type is to induce RAS mediation to wake and attend to biological needs. (“Penis” is replaced by “thumb” and the reference to “angular” relates to the stream not always being straight. It reminds me of the old joke. “Our aim is to keep this bathroom clean. Your aim will help.” There is even the childhood Batman bathroom joke as related to the theme song just before the final scene.)

The scene with Clark dissolving on the bed is, in addition to being the usual vestibular system symbolism (associations with flight in this case), also associated with “Little Monsters”, which in turn is an association with being in the dream state. It symbolizes the ephemerality of the fictional dream self.

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Im playin a arkham city type game where I am Bruce wayne dressed up in a straight-jacket that looks like a batman costume.Im also really short.I am in a cave with metal platforms on the ceiling suspended with chains.The platforms are suspended in such a way that they go downwards so i jump on each one,beating up bad guys on the way,until i get to a biger platform that is not illuminated by any lights and out of nowhere, two players appear on the other side.They are talking through their microphones and appear to be female.Out of nowhere they attack me and start beating me up and calling me names,so i run back upwards using the prior platforms untill i get to the one i started on.They are no longer following me.Due to being bored of playing this i decide to see if i can play Halo 2 on my pc.The disc is a console version but it worked and i am OVERJOYED that it did.I called over M to play some 1on1 MP with me.We loaded up a map that is kind of like the map Coagulation accept that it is really small and has a hill in the middle.The camera is in third person the whole time as if we are watching an episode of RvB.

I see Mace Windu walking around while clones are fighting in the background,the collour palette reminds me of the battle in Ep. 3 where Obi Wan almost died.While walking under some arches he runs into Kit Fisto who is waiting on a ledge above him and,consequently jumps down to confront Windu.His facial expression is filled with anger.They begin to fight but the way they are fighting seems very stiff and poorly coreographed,they repeat alot of the same moves.Flashback.Windu once went to Fistos homeworld to help.He arrives there and goes underwater to talk with the representatives who look like sea sluggs.They talk back and forth and it turns out that they are mad that Windu took so long to arrive so they attack him and his troopers.I am not sure if Windu had a rebreather in the flashback.They continue fighting for a while.Back to the "present",Windu and Kit are still fighting.

At home in what i identify as my room.Sitting at the end of a big double bed.The room is dark and only illuminated by the TV which is in front of me.I am playing a video game on it.My sister and her friend come in the room,my sister says that she needs the PC and that i should move.I go to a small room inside the wall to my left where there are 2 PCs.One is black and new and the other is really old and a very pale yellow collor.Almost grey.I sit in front of the new one,while my sisters friend(who is taller then both of us,i never saw her face),sits in front of the old one.While we are geting situated,my sister starts talking something about pills,and because i didnt know who she was talking to i respond as well,which resulted in about 30 seconds of complete confusion utill i stoped it and asked her who she was talking to.She says she was talking to her friend and i go sit in front of the pc to play minecraft.Her friend turned on the other pc and U-torrent poped up and started playing a video randomly.I am also confused but too lazy to help her close the thing while i wait for my pc to start up.I open minecraft.Then mom walks in the room and asks me and my sister if we liked the food she made.We both say yes.Flashback to what moms food looked like.Green peppers filled with meat in a brown-red sauce.Image of my sister almost throwing away the sauce because she thought it wasnt edible,but mom stoped her.Back to me playing minecraft.Walking around looking for resources(lighting is fucked up,cave systems arent as dark as they should be).I run into a part that is full of iron and cole all over the walls and go deeper.I find a giant Nether portal between two rock faces with a smaller one in its lower left corner.I believe that i dont have anything to light it with so i continue through the cave system to find flint and steel.While exploring,i find another smaller portal and notice that i have some kind of fire thing in my inventory and place it in the portal.It activates and spawns a pair of purple pipes on each side that lead away from the portal.I am confused but decided to continue through the portal.
I spawn inside a world thats full of water and it is ALLWAYS night time.There is no return portal.I notice that the water is populated with some kind of purple whale things with human faces.I freak out intensely because it all looks so weird.For some reason i think that my sister is behind it and the POV snaps away from the screen and back to me.I turn and yell at her.She laughs,it must be her fault.POV snaps back.I keep running around,trying to find a way out while still somehow above the water,trying not to get hit by the whales.After a couple of minutes of running i became less frightened by the whales,but they were still freaky.

I've finally made a success to my 3-year lucid dreaming drought. All I merely did was reality check a dozen times yesterday, drink almond milk, and eat a banana, and bam, lucid dream. Although they're not as vivid as my dreams were back then, this'll suffice.*

I was walking out of a bathroom stall (one that resembled a theatres) when something appeared odd, and I noticed an old friend, Courtney. I become lucid at this point, remembering to remain calm & not go overboard. Looking in the large mirror, try to observe my reflection and surroundings. I see myself, and it looks like me. I end up grabbing my friends face at some point (her cheeks) to get a full observation of what's going on. I eventually tried to open the bathroom door to see what was outside, but I neither remember waking up nor falling out of the dream.*

At some point in one of my dreams, a bunch of friends and I end up taking a plane out of my driveway. We can't go, since Shawntel is blocking it, but she moves out of the way. When I turn around, apparently it's only my sister and mom/dad in the tiny aircraft, and it's like we rented a private jet to visit dad in Africa. We're figuring out who's going to drive it, and I'm looking at the vacant cockpit were the pilot should be. It was too crammed to be a transportation plane.

Around this time I wake up, disappointed of my lucid dream. I try to sleep into another one, quickly seeing the Hugh Jackman Wolverine sitting in a cell with his claws out. I'm guessing it didn't work, since everything went black and I felt tingly. Soon, I AM the Wolverine, acting as an astral projection for Bruce Wayne as he sneaks through a factory. His sneaking methods awfully resemble Jensen from Deux Ex (since I've been playing it nonstop), and he appears to be hiding his identity. He sees me as his guide, trying to catch up to me as I end up changing my forms many times. After many metal ladders, we eventually fall into the factories' production: a huge river of marshmallow fluff. My form now being Morgan Freeman, I tell him: "Try it, Bruce! It's marshmallow." We continue our ride down this river, and eventually now I'm in the perspective of Bruce, as next to me is the female protagonist of the first Christian Bale Batman film (I don't remember the actress's name). She doesn't recognize me, but I eventually kiss her, where she says, "you kiss just like Bruce." We climb our way out of the river, completely clean and happy, and I make a call to Alfred to pick us up. I think she was fishing for something? She had a pet rat, or ferret that ended up using something to dig around with a tail-thing, and the pet ended up eating a beetle at the end of their rod.*

23.10.2013

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Eu era o Batman e me via de frente como se estivesse me olhando em um espelho. Eu dizia "I'm Batman" com a voz rouca dele. Alguém estava comigo me ajudando a me vestir(?). A minha roupa era a do Batman do Bruce Nolan.

I'm not exactly sure where to start.

Tortured Ghosts

I have a thin thread of lucidity during this part, otherwise it would have been terrifying. There's something happening with the earthbound spirits, they cluster around a traveling man. They can't help it, they want to be near him and they don't at once. They don't because they relive the accidents that killed them. I become each of them in turn, a blond woman turns her hand over again and again, each time she twists her wrist the hand disappears and becomes a stub, then returns.
Another woman, a red head who looks a little like Kate Winslet relives the moment when she found out she had died. She stands over a tub, now empty of water, but full of her corpse. Her face is missing, like her head was cut away in jagged layers from nose to ear. Since I am her (and I am not) I wait for the terror to hit me at finding my own body, but my subconscious is just lucid enough that I tell myself to close my eyes and take a deep breath. That it isn't real. The scream I waited for never comes.
I'm in a living room at dusk, shadows are slowly leaching the light from the room. A blonde ghost sits on the couch, another is crouched behind me beside the door.
They say these words in unison "He has another passenger, no others can ride.", then go stiff and dead eyed and move no longer.

Liam, Saja. Kvothe, Batman, Sylar/Silas
While I am glad Liam has made another appearance, this dream was really strange. It tried so -hard- to have a storyline. Here's what I remember:

I am in an odd combination of Walmart and Lowe's, a crazy woman keeps sending me and my friend to fetch her things from other parts of the store but she doesn't give us details, she

just says "Get me something with a hook on it." like it is a scavenger hunt. So we do, we run to Electrical. My friend is wearing knee high brown suede boots, black tights, a jean skirt and tank top. She is several inches taller than me, with long brown hair and brown eyes.

"Okay, she said something that glows like a firefly, something with a hook on it, and a reflective surface." My friend says as we rush down one of the aisles. "Remember that

there are cameras everywhere, don't put anything in your pockets."
Instead of thinking that is ludicrous, it makes complete sense and I thank her for reminding me. We head down one of the aisles, it's all open and has no racking but the products are stacked like they would be on shelves, in big organized piles. She grabs a lamp and tucks it under her arm, waving at one of the cameras. There's an endcap with hand mirrors, I grab one. We head back to the main aisle which now opens up into a mall-like area.

"I'll go get the hooks." My friend says. The crazy woman runs back up to me, she has long greying blond hair pulled back into a

thick ponytail and bangs that run straight across the top of her wire glasses. She's wearing a white shirt and a pink jacket.

"What the hell is that?" She demands, pointing at the lamp and the mirror.
"The things you asked for..."

"No no NO." She shouts something about wanting all of those things in one object then turns and runs away as a man comes

to stand beside me. When she gets about 20ft away she starts skipping.
We stare after her with identical expressions of amused dismay.

"Remind me why we're fetching her things?" I say to him.
"What else would we do. Where's Kara?"
"She went to get the hooks....which I see you already have. Not that it matters." I reply, gesturing to the white boxes cradled

against his chest. I finally look up at him and my heart turns over. He's wearing a white suit with a black shirt. It is Liam. Same crooked, infectious smile, red hair falling into his eyes which are a familiar vibrant blue. I see myself from the side and see that I am Saja, my hair now long and curling to my waist, wearing a dress with a thin belt and cropped sweater. I want an excuse to touch him, because we are not quite who we feel like we are, we are still playing characters. I reach up to take the white box from him, when my hand gets close he takes my fingers into the hand that's pressed tight to his chest. He smiles at me.
Kara comes to join us and he releases my hand.

"I got the hooks!" She exclaims, then sees the box he carries and lets out a disappointed "aaaw.."

I start to explain that the crazy woman is asking for something different, when she reappears and looks over our gathered objects. She sighs loudly.

"Fine fine, I guess it will have to do. We're out of time. Follow me."

((Now it gets really confusing)) We follow her down the corridor, part of me understands what is happening. That we are in her thrall and we are wanted for a spell of some kind. I understand why she would want me but not Liam. He shouldn't even be here. I glance over at him and he's wearing a dazed, troubled expression which mirrors my own.

Then I am Liam, glancing over at Saja and thinking that I understand why they would want her, but not me. I shouldn't even be

here. We walk down a dark narrow hallway, the others are further ahead of me, so that when I finally reach the door at the end they are already inside. The door stands open and there is so little light that I can't see anything of the layout. I step inside though, because Saja is in there. It's not her fault they used her to lead me here. I can feel the spell pressing down on my consciousness, making independent thought heavy, like walking through mud. A portly man dressed as an 1800's gentleman complete with a monicle and handlebar mustache emerges from a deeply shadowed corner. The women each carry a large bell jar with a lit candle inside.
I follow the man with my eyes, frowning fiercely.

"I am sure you're wondering why you're here."

I think something sarcastic in his direction and he chuckles at me.

The women take a step closer, revealing a twin bed with a two woven blankets on top of it, a green and a dull burgundy.

I know I'm supposed to lay down and find myself climbing onto the bed as a child would, on my hands and knees. I resist the pull and the world tilts. I see the cuff of my jacket, and see my hands as Saja would see them.

"Here, let me help." The man pulls back the blankets, then shuffles to the shuttered window at the side of the bed and opens i

t letting in bright daylight. Something in me eases, I can't tell if it is my resistance, or the thrall.

"You are here because of your singular nature, who you used to be. Who you are now." He says and instructs me to lay down.

I comply, my eyes sliding over the dull-eyed Saja who still stands at the foot of the bed, holding a jar.

The world suddenly feels compact, compressed, the pressure of the wind as it rushes through the open window and the

weathered wood of the walls withering away (alliteration!! Sorry, I couldn't help myself). Then we are flying. All of us, the two thralled girls off to the side, the old crazy woman, the portly gentleman and myself. There are numerous strings dangling around us attached to all different manner of coins. We rise into the sky. His reason doesn't really explain why I am here, but I understand anyway. I hold the name of the wind (this is where Kvothe comes in) inside me, and the wind will not harm me, or those with me. It's why we can defy gravity and why the strong gales outside the border of coins does not sweep in on us. I take a deep breath and speak the name of the wind, it rushes from my mouth and the man commands me to stop. I don't listen.

Now it gets even weirder.
Something about Liam becoming Batman and Saja being Catwoman. I try to get a better angle as he leans down threaten her but kisses her instead.

I am outside, flying. I see a long bridge connecting a fortress to the city and a moat. I fly down because I see a small figure

crouched on a rock jutting from the water. It is supposed to be Saja...and in a way, it looks like her, I guess. I drop down in front of her. She's wearing an elaborately layered red gown, each layered part of the skirt fringed in black lace, she's wearing half of a plague mask and a red wig with black fringe, that matches her dress. She's completely soaked and frozen like a statue. I can tell she's breathing though. I reach over and remove her mask. Water drips down her deathly pale face and her eyes are silver. Her face isn't how I recall it from other dreams, more narrow and plain. I notice she's holding an axe in one hand, like she's waiting for the go to attack the enemy. I can see her black hair underneath the wig. Huh.

Then I am in the bedroom from before. Liam is sitting on the end of the bed with a thin knife in his hand. He is clutching the handle

and I know he is resisting his past life as a serial killer. (?! I shouldn't take this too seriously...considering he was batman 10 minutes ago.) Another face flickers over his own, black eyes, black hair slicked back, wearing a big loose navy blue t-shirt.

"Don't be who you were...be who you are."

I insist, Liam is having trouble fighting it and his face keeps flickering from the dark eyed man to the one I know.
This is also confusing because I am the silver-eyed girl from before. I'm wearing a black tanktop and dark gray pants. I have no idea who this is supposed to be. I feel like Saja but I don't really look like her.

The gentleman from before appears, telling me that he's fighting his nature for my benefit. That if we hadn't interfered, Silas

would have emerged and started killing again. He calls me Julie.((I have only ever been called my WL name a handful of times. So this is pretty strange.))
I rush across the room from where I crouched next to the bed where Liam is sitting.

"Stop calling me that, my name is SAJA." I yell at him. I must look pretty disconcerting because he backs away with his

hands before him in a placating gesture.

"Alright, alright. You're Saja. Let us help him."
"NO. Only I can help him."

I dreamed I was a sloth (or a sloth-like creature) in captivity, possibly a zoo or a laboratory. I'm sharing food with my captive neighbor, a slow loris. Call it a leap of logic, but I'm going to say spending Saturday watching videos of slow lorises with R may have influenced this dream, because I knew it was the same, sad-looking slow loris that I'm slowly handing food to. Except in this reality, the slow loris is genuinely sad, and I felt an immense desire to free it from its predicament.

Scene change, and I'm suddenly a fugitive in the city that looks like it was an animation background from the 90's Batman cartoons. Though I know we are the same "person," I wasn't a sloth anymore -- in fact, I am exceedingly fast and agile in this scene, parkouring my way across rooftops, wall-jumping up buildings, and flipping over signs and billboards. At one point during my joyride around the city, I found the time to dunk a basketball on a hardwood court in the middle of a game that I was playing in, even though I'm being supposed to be fleeing.

Speaking of, I don't know who/what unseen forces are pursuing me, but I know that I'm running into a bottleneck, and I'll eventually be caught. Only my incredible dream-athleticism that would get me killed in real-life is saving me, but all I'm doing is delaying the inevitable. I eventually wake up before I know what happened.

I dreamt that I was batman I was in Gotham general hospital trying to rescue Vicki Vale and some nurses who were kidnapped by some of Two Faces goons, with Nightwing. There were two of them at the back entrance so I tackled one through a window while Nightwing handled the other one. He vanished while I sneaked into the building to see a bunch of dudes with flame throwers torching the place. The building was mostly dark with a couple of light still on. I used my thermal vision to see if there were any people in immediate danger. It turned out that they were burning medical supplies. I got into the vents directly above them and used a batarang to severe the pipes on their flame throwers so I could drop down and take them out. One with an electric boot high kick, the second with a judo flip and the last one with a knee to the jewels. I got a comm from nightwing saying that he'd gotten the hostages out so I made my way to the exit. This was when two-face popped out from behind the secretary's desk with a machine gun and started shooting at me. I ran, rolled and slid away from some of his shots but I got clipped by a couple. It felt like getting shot with high PSI paintballs. The last thing I remember was making it out to the alley I'd came in through.

#1 - First, I dreamed about... it was weird, some kind of Batman-like character, in his "Bruce Wayne" mode. I was hanging out with him and some other people in a restaurant who were supposed to be friends. We had a few drinks, got up to go - I thought one of them had left their coat, wallet, and keys, but it was actually someone else's coat, so I had to go place it back on the seat where I found it.

Then we went outside. We were on some kind of structure in the middle of the ocean, and it was super stormy. It was raining, and the wind was blowing hard. The deck we were on (more like a balcony than a ship) had extremely slick tiles on it, and I started sliding across them because I was wearing heels. I fell over but couldn't get a grip on them either, I was hanging off of the edge by my fingernails and yelling for help, terrified of being swept out to sea, but everybody else - who didn't seem to be having any trouble staying upright and in place on the deck - wasn't listening to me. Bruce Wayne dude now looks like a combination of Eddard Stark and Aragorn and is giving some kind of speech, but I can't really hear him above the wind.

Dream rewound before I got swept out to sea. Now I'm hanging onto a pillar.

We return home, everybody goes to bed but we're all in the same bed, it's just weird.

#2 - I have a farm. It's more like a video game, and a really glitchy one at that. I'm trying to gather wool from all of my sheep but for some reason, when I try to take them outside, the game glitches out and replaces them with Redwood trees. I'm trying to expand the farm and dig irrigation ditches, I have 2 cows but the game is glitchy and won't let me put them in the barn, and I'm irritated that now my vegetable field is full of redwood trees.

Long story short.

I was batman. Was about to arrest bane. This cat questions me. I end up doing street poetry in a bar. Alfred steals my cape and cowl and calls me a pussy while riding in my limo.

Alright, so this time I decided to take 500 mg of L-arginine before going to bed to see what the effect would be.... This one wasn't based so much on neurochemistry research so much as just going off of anecdotal evidence. Vivid dreams are not infrequently reported with L-arginine. My trial with it was interesting.... My first impression was that it had been unsuccessful. I awoke after roughly seven hours of sleep without memory of any other awakenings and no dream recall at all. You know, often even when you don't remember your dreams you can still remember that you experienced something, you just don't know what it was. Not so with this... I had a totally blank slate. I remembered thinking a couple things, but that's it. I wasn't even sure if those were actually parts of dreams or not. I also woke up very much "in the mood", another reported effect, so I figured that that would probably be the end of it and I wouldn't really get anything out of it because I generally have a hard time falling back to sleep in that case. Then I rolled over and passed out very quickly.

And here's... what I got.

Emotional Responses [Non-Lucid]

My memory first really steps in when I was locked in the bathroom in my house in the dark, lying in the bathtub. Probably related to the fact that I took a bath last night, but there was no water in it in the dream. The fact that it was almost pitch black makes this part of the dream a little hazy in my memory, but otherwise the dream was quite vivid. I had some memory of what exactly was going on.... Basically, there was this evil witch, or some other dark force, who was haunting our house, and she worked by using illusions to play with your emotions and lure you into her traps. I guess that's what was going on here, because there were bats flying all around the bathroom and I was freaking out. Likely inspired by the fact that I watched The Dark Knight Rises last night, too. I kept trying to imagine the bathroom door opening up hoping that it actually would somehow, and trying to get the bats to do things with my mind because I guess I realized that it was just another illusion, but it wasn't working. Finally I took a chance and overcame my fear and just ran for the door and made it out to the hallway. I met my mom there, and we both ran out to the main part of the house.

Let me give a quick description here.... At the end of this hall, immediately to the front and left is a little walkway after the front door, and just beyond that is the living room. If you go right and follow the walkway to its end you get to the kitchen and eventually the laundry room, and just beyond the kitchen in the same direction as the living room is the den. Finally, there's a bar in its own little square design placed directly in the four corners of these rooms, so you can continuously walk through all four of them without changing direction if you just walk around the bar over and over again. Got it? Alright, so basically, my mom and I went right into the kitchen and my mom started frantically searching for things on the counter. All of the lights in the house were still out except for the distant one in the laundry room, and she started telling me to look for the "seven-fruited" something.... I can't remember exactly what it was, but the point was that it would hold seven souls, or seven fragments of the witch's soul, or something like that that would basically mean that she was somehow weakened without it, and it would be actually be just some basic household object we wouldn't just have immediately suspected. My mom ended up running through the den into the living room and searching through presents or something beneath a tree that didn't look like a Christmas tree but was exactly where ours always was, and I followed her because I was afraid that she was going to get caught in an illusion somehow since she was freaking out. I started looking around the house to make sure nothing was going on since she was lost in her own world.

I stepped back on the walkway where the hall ends and looked down into the kitchen again. That's when I saw him.... My cat that just died in waking life was sitting on one of the machines in the laundry room and just staring right at me. Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew this was wrong, but I was struck with an overwhelming desire to run up to him, and I called out to him as I did so. (Yup, I'm the dumb girl that dies in this horror movie.) As I was looking at him this weird phantom double of his face kind of burst out at me and made me feel kind of like this trance state blip, and then the scene had changed. We were in some creepy kitchen that I was unfamiliar with and I was a little nervous, but I didn't care. He was sitting on the kitchen counter now, and I ran up to him and started holding him and petting him, but something was wrong.... He felt real but he was totally still and lifeless, and his head was really turned or twisted to the side in a bizarre way. He didn't try to move or respond to anything that I did and I was becoming emotional, and then I felt this ominous feeling starting to creep up on me... but then I woke up.

I'm not sure if I'll be trying this supplement again yet.

Dream 1(fragments):

There were scene where some people in the room were saying that they were rich, but then person they were talking to says that they are still not as rich as batman, and kills them. Later on two women were trying to save dolls(?) of people that were killed and the only way out was to crawl through narrow tunnel with walls made of literally crap...( )

Dream 2:

I was playing some Minecraft with LV and PN. We have thinked up some rules, so the game would go more like PvP deathmatch game. We started on playform high in air and jumped down in random directions, there were no falling damage apparently. The starting area was snowy forest of sorts, we started rushing to get weapons as soon as possible. I was playing pretty aggressive and started attacking almost immediately with bare fists, it didn't went as well at first, but soon i was able to defeat LV who just crafted iron sword.
After that i started the hunt, killing everything and racking up the score, iron sword was quite more powerful than how it is in Minecraft IWL. At some point PN tried to ambush me with stone sword, but i was faster. LV tried getting TNT from endermen(they apparently were dropping some instead of ender perls they drop in game IWL), but i killed them both and got TNT myself. Also i apparently had portable alchemical table from equivalent exchange mod, so i tied getting more TNT through it from random junk i had in inventory, but it was not enough. Soon dream ended, i guess i won by score.

12-03-2012 -- [Hope this works out. This was a very long, interesting dream, and I made very short, abbreviated notes on it, and am almost a month late in entering it in, so depending on how well the memory works, a lot of this could be missing. Sigh.]

I'm on Hickory, just a house away from the end of the block, down by Crescent, and find Cheryl there, ranting and raving and yelling at her kids. They are piling into her van to drive somewhere, and I sure don't want to get in any sort of fight, so I just walk down the block to my house.

About the time I get there, things change and shift, and I am outside a gas station, doing a mystery shop. Basic stuff, no big deal, but soon I find things have shifted again, and I am inside the Buena Park Mall. At this point I can't remember what was happening earlier in this part of the dream, but I know there were some Harry Potter characters around, and possibly some strange magical critters.

There are people (probably evil wizards) following me, and little bits of chasing through the mall, where I find myself doing a little bit of flying, but the ceiling is too low to get enough height to really stay out of the way. So I can't get away entirely, but it adds a little more dimension to the chase. I soon find myself in the Video Concepts store, right near May Company.

The evil wizards have been gathering, and there are more and more of them. We have to try and get out of the place, but how to get away when there are so many of them watching for us? Luna is here, and I am trying to get her free, too. And Patches, one of my landlord's dogs, is also running around. Part of the time, Luna Lovegood may even be turning into Lois Lane, though I am not sure.

Turns out there is a half-hidden secret exit to the place which leads into the multi-story hotel which now exists at the Buena Park Mall, and we fake toward one of the front doors, then dash to the hidden exit, which may be a sort of elevator. It leads up several floors to a hotel corridor, and we walk a few rooms down, and enter a room where Batman is waiting for us. There is a little bit of planning and making arrangements, then we crawl out through the window, out onto the penthouse roof, where we quickly find ourselves being chased again.

Somehow from the roof we are going up or down an escalator to a valet parking area (yeah, on the penthouse roof. I know it doesn't make much sense.) I have a note about some sort of escalator gag which was tremendously humorous and funny at the time, and may have involved Batman trying to hold a kid who disappeared, and me getting accidentally kissed by a beautiful woman. It was a really great gag, unfortunately now I can't remember how it went. I hate myself for not getting this entered earlier.

Anyway, Batman is getting the Batmobile, while I am flying, and somebody is rolling around on roller skates. There is something about a Siamese twin, except it is Siamese twin Siamese cats, with a loud, obnoxious howl. Batman comes driving up in the car, and I just fly above it as he drives away from the hotel.

[This would have been so much better if I had managed to get to it promptly!]

12/14/2012

last night i had a dream i was riding a bike to a movie set for a new batman movie. i was going to be an extra. i sat down on a couch and talked with some of the actors. i received a script and saw that i was an extra henchman in a "vice gang". i introduced myself to one of the actors. he told me his name was "lee" and looked at me like i should know him. then he said his name was lee harvey oswald. i didn't realize who it was at the time but told him the name rang a bell. the dream transitioned into semi lucidity when i saw a piece of paper that told me to remember this dream when i woke up because i was dreaming. then i woke up. i feel like this dream is very significant but every time i tell someone they don't seem to care much. typical.

12.12.2012

Look What You Did To Her (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Apparently, I'm with Wonder woman and Batman, and we're assigned to kidnap a girl who's probably about 3-4 years of age. There's a chariot we have to go on in order to escape, and we have to align it into a door entrance, and close it before the people try to get their child back.

I don't know why we're assigned to do this, but we managed to successfully get into the building. However, the people came in as well, and before I make them try to take the girl away, I stand up, picked up the girl's head.....

I think I broke her in half and said,

"Look what you did to her."

She immediately transforms back to her normal state, and she agrees with what I said. She felt scared and angry at the people trying to save her. But honestly, I think these were bad people.

I can't remember anything else.