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This morning's dream was quite detailed, and although part of the dream after the first one has been blocked out, many scenes still remain intact. A few scenes become slightly graphic

There was a man lying on the ground. The room was dark, with scenes of red curtains, and possibly tables and gold-framed portraits strewn throughout. Suddenly, another man walks in and starts shooting pistol rounds at him. I counted about 20 rounds, or more than 100 shots fired. The pretext for this terrible scene, I do not remember.

Time to report this massacre to someone close-by. Number of killed: 1. Could that really aptly describe the horror to the full extent?

West Java, Indonesia

Somewhere, a strong earthquake jolted the region, affecting a rural area outside the city of Jakarta. There was a volcanic eruption that turned the sky red around the world. Somewhere, possibly in Japan, another volcanic eruption changed the character of the sky.

One tribe in Java offended another. For some reason, a war began, and tanks started rolling into the fields. Many were killed, and women and children were seen hiding in their tents, as bombs exploded around them. The facade said this was Kota Kinabalu. But that's in Malaysia, on the island of Borneo.

What did they even fight over?

Soon, a ceasefire was declared, as the tribes came to terms with the conflict. Nobody made a move for days, then days turned into weeks, and weeks months. A pile of dust still lay unforbidden.

China, 1989

There was some Western company being sent in, a camera attached to the back of a fruit fly, to send into the nasal passages of a person. Inside, there were a series of rooms, four floors, and a conference meeting in one. Not much going on anywhere, but suddenly a stampede of people rushed toward the pool. A British filmmaker joined me. The crazy woman, as she was called, Caucasian and dark brown hair, swam all the way to the opposite shore at an impossible speed, and took a basket, filling it quickly with water. It formed a Canada goose shape, which then rose on top the water in the form of a bubble, which burst, and people laughed.

I highly recommend this book, I wrote. It brings an air of humanity fo 1980's and 90's Asia, including the events in Indonesia and Tiananmen Square, even to the police and soldiers who instigated the massacre in various places.

I woke up for the second time now, this time about 40 minutes before I had set my alarm to ring. Perhaps this was because I had a lot of work.

My dream starts out looking at a number on the wall that I am supposed to hear from regarding an internship. I am for some reason in my parents room, and sure enough the number calls. I got the internship, and I am very pleased. My parents congratulate me, but then I have a false awakening. I wake up in my parents bed room, but this time a different number is posted on the wall, one that made no sense. It was like "1-808-VTLR79__" or something. At this point I was like "oh shit, that last time it was a dream, so this is just another dream." Then I got really excited and became lucid after looking away at the number on the wall and looking back it it. Then that's when it became weird...

As soon as I turned lucid, The left side of my body in the dream stopped working completely, including my eye which now all I could see was black. Getting a little rattled, I yelled "lights on!" and "left side begin working!" After I yelled this, I remember going into sleep paralysis for a split second, and then closing my eyes to be shot straight into another dream.

When I entered my dream, I was completely lucid, and was somewhere on the rural streets of Beijing, China. I am not sure how I knew that, I just knew. Anyways, I noticed my dream was a little unstable, so I calmed down and began looking in detail at my environment for a while. I also did a couple spins and rubbed my hands together to ensure that the dream would be stable for at least a while. Then, I began walking down the streets in attempt to begin some lucid goals of mine.

I stopped at an intersection, and made myself start physically-shifting. An incredible pain had initiated where the muzzle would be breaking through. Very similar to my phantom limb shifts in real life, except a LOT more pain involved. I felt ears piercing through my skull in order to struggle out. At this point I wanted to make sure my shifting was going on as planned, however, when I started looking at my body and feeling around there was absolutely no evidence that I had physically started shifting. After this, my shift stopped all of a sudden, and I became extremely frustrated. Because I am usually able to fly in my dreams, I wanted to make sure not all my superpowers were affected. Unfortunately they were too.

At this point I decide to turn at the intersection and start running on all fours and initiating a mental shift in my dream to see if it would help. After a while, I came out of the shift realizing nothing had happened. I gave up in frustration, and began to climb a wall nearby in effort to find higher ground (began to lose my lucidness). However, in attempting so I fell and slipped. It hurt like shit. Dream fades on...

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I am at a ski resort, or in Alaska somewhere living in little huts with a bunch of friends. There is snow absolutely covering everything. "J" is in the same bedroom as me, and we are roommates. I miss the bus to go somewhere because I am too busy looking for my m4a1 assault rifle (a real one) that I thought was in my paintball duffelbag.