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I go to my recent ex's ("N") house for something important. When I get there, a lot of people are there, which is unusual in waking life. I see a blunt on the ground, partially ruined. I also see a glimpse of a girl, "D," on the couch with N and a few other people. This upsets me and I feel awkward so I run out of the house, grabbing the blunt as I leave. When I get to my car, a bunch of "white-trash" people in their crappy cars pull in and start driving all around me so I can't get out of the driveway. I have a feeling that they are D's family members in the car. I honk my car horn in an effort to get them to let me out. At the point a car hits me and a huge, bald man gets out and tries to burn me with a cigarette and hit me. I try to call the cops but for some reason I am unable to.

Later, I am camping and we are on a back road riding in the flat bed of a truck. The road is very bumpy. One of my friends/ex-coworker, "J," is there and talks to me telepathically. I am taken aback and interested. Just then, we hit a bump and another friend/ex-coworker of mine (from he same job as J) falls on me and I am torn from the internal conversation.

Notes| Dream|Lucid

A had a few oranges this night, I heard it helped with recall, and here you go, a fairly vivid dream!

31st May

Jacson, James, Cameron, Maddie, Sarah, Julia and I were in some sort of casino, the lighting of the place was pretty dull. (False memories: we were on a camp and coming in for dinner.) We and other people from school, were all eating dinner in a fairly large room, and the back of the room were big steps, like the steps from my bowling dream, but covered in carpet this time. With no warning, Jacson ran out of the room. I just knew he was going to look for James and followed him.
We ran out of the room into a few corridors joining together, at the far end of the corridor was a sliding door, but we didn't get that far anyway. Jacson was still running, i don't think he really knew where James was, cause James just popped out of a corner to scare the living crap out of him.
After knowing that James had been found and was safe, I ran back inside. The doors were all green automatic sliding doors. When I got back to the room, the tables had been removed and my group was sitting on the steps near the side of a big wall.
We heard a dark, dark laugh.. it was almost like a roar. Some gut feeling, we all just knew there was a crazy man on the other side of the wall.
Sitting on the steps, chatting amongst ourselves when a parade suddenly started. They came through a big door and walked along the area we were having dinner previously. Men, beasts, animals, all in cages. Following behind them all was a lady, about 20-25 years of age, brunette and wearing a tight black leather outfit.. kinda like Catwoman's, but no mask.
Monkeys were let out, they were definitely trained. They started pop dancing all over us, arm waves and the lot! They were jumping over the crowd, running everywhere.
To the side was a Remote Control Car track, starting high and coming down to the ground. Then a RC car came flying down! A monkey casually stepped onto it and started dancing, it was absolutely awesome :p

The lady walked up to Cameron, Jacson and Maddie and moved them away from us seeing as they were talking. She then walked up to me and asked, 'Do you want your parents back?'
'They're not my parents.'
'They can rejoin you, but you must make sure they are quiet.' I had the impression that she was trying to imply, if my friends were not, she would do something nasty but i knew she wouldn't. She just seemed too familiar.. 'Actually, I have decided your group will come sit with me as punishment.'
I really didn't mind, I wanted to know more about her anyway. I wanted to know how I knew her..

We sat a couple of steps further up, me sitting next to the leather suit lady, i don't remember what the rest of my friends done, I recall them coming to sit with us, but i don't remember anything about them after that. I started questioning this mysterious lady. OH- I'VE SEEN HER BEFORE! Or at least, i think i have? She could cover her body in flames by will.
"Can you teach me magic?"
No answer.
"Is your flame for defense only, or can you attack people with it?"
"Defence only"
"So you can only put it around yourself?"
"Yes"
A man from the circus started performing. He was slim, but very muscular, tanned and had Asian features. He had two tribal tattoos on his shaved head and over his upper torso. I think he was standing on one of the cages performing.. breathing fire?
I felt a connection with him, but not a connection of my own. I looked over at the lady in tights, "You like him, don't you?"
She smiled and blushed.

This brunette lady seems also very familiar to the girl from my second lucid dream (previous post).

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign Thoughts

This was an amazing dream. Outstanding recall, vividness, and lucidity. I could fly well and I did a lot more than flying too! I lost lucidity later in the dream, but oh well. I'm still happy!

Winter dream
It was night. Me and my family were driving through a strange city. Maybe it was raining? The buildings were arranged in blocks like Minecraft and they looked cool. We commented on the buildings and joked around. There was a sense of coziness in the car.

Morning came and we finally got to my house. Work was being done on the house. I asked what was going on, and they said they were converting our house into a store that we could still live in as a house. The people working on the house were my extended family. I could see each room in our house sold different things. Our kitchen sold different kinds of foods, and our unfinished room sold furniture. (I remember my grandparents working on that room; they have lots of antique furniture at their house.) There were a few other rooms with other stuff but I don't remember what they were. I went up onto the nonexistent roof deck of our house. (I imagined coming up to the real roof-deck of my grandparents' house.) It was going to sell plants. To my strong surprise, the roof was several times larger than the house we live in below it. What? This is impossible! Wait, we don't even have a roof deck... I'm dreaming!

Using the roof as a lift-off area I flew, flapping my wings. Our house was surrounded by wintery forest. It actually is, but only on one side, and it is Spring right now, plus it isn't as tall. The leaves on trees were long gone, replaced by snow. It was totally beautiful. I kept flying. I can't waste my entire dream flying! I decided to try making a portal in mid-air by drawing a circle with my finger. It failed, probably because I've never even done it on the ground and I had no intention of where to go. I started to get a little too far away from home for comfort, so I headed back to what I thought was my house.

It wasn't my house but it was a place of interest. It was some camp-out. There was one big tent where most of the event happened. I landed. I remember practicing a few skills successfully like flying without flapping arms. I realized it was almost evening, and people were getting in their tents. The tents were these wide diamond-shaped pods that you slept in, only needing stakes at the two farthest tips of the diamonds. I looked for an open spot, and then I stuck my finger into the ground. I pulled it out with a tent stuck to it, and then pushed my finger into the ground 6 feet away. I had one of the diamond tents, and it was successfully staked in, without having to go ask Administration for a tent. I went to sleep.

I woke up. Not as a false awakening in my real bed, I just got out of my tent and stretched my arms. It was the morning. Frost covered the grass. People were already setting stuff up. Someone got me to do work. He wouldn't let me leave. Work, work, work.

I woke up after a good night's sleep.

Very vivid, very lucid, and I actually did stuff other than flying! I think I forgot a few things in the camp-out part of the story, but oh well. I still love this dream.

Paintball Camp
It started with me going with a group of people around 17 years of age (I was the only one my age and was the oldest) and we first played basketball. I remember this one girl who had short blonde hair (completely random I don't think I know anyone who looked like her in any way) who was the sister of a new friend I made after basketball.

We went to a lobby area of a cafeteria and talked for a while and everyone got to know each other. I got to know his sister and found out we had much in common. I noticed nobody but me ever talked to her so I decided to befriend her since nobody else payed any attention to her. We got along very well.

Everyone then went to the dorms which were in the middle of a giant paintball course. There were sheets of plywood and little cabins everywhere. When we got back to the dorms, everyone was there but her. I was worried she got lost on the way and asked the counsler if she was alright and he said it was her birthday and we were going to surprise her and he held up a paintball gun when he said that.

I was thinking that shooting her unprotected with a paintball gun when she was unprepared wasn't very cool at all. No one would enjoy that. Everyone then ran down hill one at a time and would shoot at her and she was laughing and trying to hide. Then it was my turn and I didn't feel comfortable shooting someone who was unprotected and said that someone should give her a gun. Some one ran to her and gave her my gun and I got a pistol.

I ran down hill while she hid behind a tiny cabin shooting at me. I got hit about 3 times while running down hill (stung a little). I started shooting at her and she went behind the cabin. I faked like I was going to run around the cabin and she fell for it and turned to run to stop me and at that moment I dove over a sheet of plywood shooting with one arm and shooting her about 10 times (hey she shot me already it was fair). Her jaw dropped and my gun was now empty. She grinned and raised her gun and shot me about 20+ times in the back and a few times in the face (excrusiating pain).

After it was over I limped back to the dorm and she came with me while everyone was laughing at the stunts they just saw. I asked the instructor where he got the pistol and he said Brunos or something random and I said I had been there before and it wasn't there, and he insisted that it was.

The instructor told me that the trigger fell off the pistol and I went and found it and gave it back and after that I woke up.

I remember a campsite and some unknown forest that must've been created in my mind unlike most camping dreams where it is the same kind of campsite it always is. This one was unrecognizable with triangular prism shaped tents and no campers or RV's.

Me and some new friends that I met at the campsite decided to go exploring in the woods for no reason and occasionally it was swampy and muddy but it always seemed like we were walking down a slope and the deeper we got the more fog blinded our long distant view. We started seeing dead trees and then a destroyed small house with the kitchen appliances and cabinets still intact. After we found the small house, we saw the Grim Reaper wondering the woods with glowing red from his skull's empty eye sockets.


This picture looks close due to the trees & the plainness but there was no snow & he also had red glow coming from his eyes & black aura from his hands.

We saw him just walking around like we weren't there until we saw him turn and look at us and we knew he was coming after us. We ran and tried to avoid knives he threw at us and his hidden blade he had in his sleeve along with the scythe.

Just about when all hope was lost, I found a small pocket knife on the ground and quickly grabbed it and stabbed him in the side. He made an evil hissing sound and started to disappear in a black mist that quickly floated away. We were still unsure what to do and I quickly ran up to see his weapons he carried and took the hidden blade, the small knife I used to kill him, and the cloak while my friends took the rest of his things evenly with each other including the scythe, his thrown knives, and a short sword.

A white creature like a mouse but constantly changing shape ran from the reaper's empty clothing after we got some of his items and I chased it until I realized that it was about to attack me. At this moment I knew I was dreaming but when I looked around the dream continued instead of becoming fuzzy and ending like it does 80% of the time when I realize it's a dream. I told myself out loud that this creature will die and not harm me. Surprisingly it didn't die and disappeared in the ground. I then started observing the loot I obtained from the Grim Reaper and realized that the hidden blade had broken on the part where it attaches to your arm. I then closed my eyes and said the parts required will materialize in my hand. At that moment, two parts both interlocking metal pieces with slots for straps on the back of them appeared in my hand. I put them together and strapped the hidden blade to my arm and tried it out and it worked. It sprang out like Assassin's Creed Style and it was black with red designs on it.

I had the Grim Reaper's cloak and the hidden blade along with my sword (the one I own) and the small knife all equipped to me and at that moment I could see a black aura around my hands and my vision became darker. I felt like I had unstoppable power flowing in the palms of my hands.

I then remember walking in the woods a little longer and then I woke up to my alarm clock.

DELETED

I am camping with my boyfriend and some friends from my rehab center. For some reason I just know that we are with a camping group that was organized by Camp Trillium (a sick kids camp that I attended growing up). My friends from rehab start lighting up their cigarettes. I point out the irony of smoking cigarettes at cancer camp (my nickname for Camp Trillium).

People decide to go for a swim. The setting of our camp site is at the top of a ridge overlooking a beautiful river. They have to go down a few sets of ladder to get down to different levels of the steep ridge to the water. At this point in the dream I decide to take a nap outside me and my bf’s tent. I feel like I’m half asleep and I get very anxious like I am anticipating that something bad will happen. I feel like I need to pack up so I take down the tent.

Next thing I know there is a tsunami. There are several large waves hitting the cliff side and the water level is getting higher and closer to us. My bf says we have to go. I try to finish packing the tent because I think we will need it for some reason. I look around and everyone else has already fled and I fear that they may have driven off without us.

I think I woke up briefly and fell back asleep into the same dream.

Now I am swimming in the river. I see large waves coming as the tsunami starts. I try to ride the waves and continue to try and swim towards the middle of the river. I am afraid that if I get pushed to the side I will get stuck between the waves and the cliff and I will drown. I keep kicking my feet and I now am holding on to a floating board (like I used to do in swimming lessons).

I think I woke up briefly and fell back asleep into the same dream.

Now I am back at the beginning of the dream. I find out that the ‘Betty’ that I met in rehab is the same ‘Betty’ that my bf bonded with while he was in a mental health rehabilitation program at a local hospital. She is not how I would have expected her to be. I can’t help but fell a little bit of jealousy because I know that he had a crush on her while he was in the program (before we met) and also because I know they share a special bond from having gone through this program together.

I accidentally grab my bf’s camera instead of my own. I want to take a picture of a bunch of colorful caterpillars so I take the camera anyways so that I don’t miss the shot. A beautiful yellow butterfly flies by and I photograph it. I also take a picture of a white butterfly on a picnic table and of a gorgeous orange flower. Now I decide to go for a swim. I let myself fall backwards into the water. The water level is now much higher than it was originally. There is no longer a cliff; our camping ground is right on the water. I realize that I have my bf’s camera in my pocket. I freak out and get out of the water. I run to our yellow tent and start taking apart the camera and drying all the pieces. The camera now looks like his blackberry phone. It seems to still work. I keep drying the phone and I think I gained a very small moment of lucidity when I realize that the camera is now a phone.

I wake up.

Although it was just a very short moment of lucidity I am quite happy. It has been a long time since I have achieved any lucidity at all. I think it’s a start

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm at the camp I went to as a kid [Not the one mentioned in the catchup post below, another one] with my dad. The lodge is a Marie Callender's [Cool!], and we're going out to dinner there. We get a table and order coffee and cookies. Mom is already there and tells us to come over and join her at her table. She's mad at us for not seeing her when we came in, or looking for her in the crowd. Dad and I get up and move to her table, bringing our coffee and cookies with us.

While we're in the restaurant [I think], I start looking back at old pictures of myself on various camping trips. One of them is of my and several of my Literacy AmeriCorps friends, including Laya, Jen, and Chelisa. The oldest picture is from junior high school. It's a big, panoramic picture with lots and lots of kids and their camp counselors in it. I'm near the far right, next to Erica. [She didn't even go to my junior high.] Those of us who are on that side of the picture are standing near the grassy edge of a cliff; one of the boys on in the picture is pretending to be about to step off.

I wake up in my current bed. I try several times to turn on the lamp next to it, but the bulb just flickers and sputters every time I try. I turn the knob until the flickering stops, tighten the bulb in its socket, then try again. Still nothing. I go out into the hall to look at the digital clock on one of our cable boxes, to see what time it is. It says 7:39, which disappoints me. Aw, man! It's time to get up, I think. Then I look again and see that I made a mistake: it's only 2:39. So, I get my notepad and start taking notes on the dream I just had.

...And then I woke up for real. This time, I remembered to do the nose-pinch RC. I was very annoyed with myself for not doing any RCs before and not catching the FA, especially when I realized that I had missed not one, but two of the classic dream signs, one right after another. My mind is great at giving me clues that I'm dreaming; I'm just oblivious.

After that, it seems to take me a really long time to get back to sleep. While I'm trying to do so, I think, Oh, crap, I can't talk to Cj on the phone tomorrow at 9, because that's when I'm meeting with Frank. I get up, take my laptop into the study, and sleepily start writing her an e-mail explaining that we'll have to postpone our date to talk on the phone because I have a conflicting appointment. I'm working in Yahoo! Mail [which is what I use for my main e-mail account in reality], and press Send. Suddenly, annoying, circus-y music starts to play out of the computer's speakers, and the screen is filled with a weird, old, basic HTML page with a colored background. The page appears to scroll down automatically. One of the first things to appear on it is a single sentence of text that contains my name. This is what makes me realize what's going on: I've stupidly allowed my Yahoo password to get phished by entering it into a fake website, and now my laptop has a virus. I let out a long string of curse words (actually, the same curse word repeated many times). Windows starts scanning my computer, trying to fight the virus.

Mom and P. are coming home. According to the digital clocks on the cable boxes, it's 12:02 A.M. Leaving my laptop on the floor of the study, I go outside to the street to meet them. They're coming home in a red VW New Beetle (where did they get that? I wonder silently), which they're parking on the curb across the street from our house, because our two regular cars [the ones we own in reality] are taking up both spaces in the garage. I come over to greet them as they're getting out of the car. As we walk back toward the house, I look at the side yard and see that there's a bamboo tree that sort of looks like a fountain there. Ooh, that's pretty! I think. P. goes back to put some more CDs in the New Beetle. [Neither it nor the bamboo tree exist in reality, of course, but I didn't realize that anything was strange until after I woke up. :/ ]

I woke up for real at 5:00 and took down more notes. I realized in hindsight that it hadn't actually taken me as long to fall asleep as I had thought; at least part of the process, and everything after that, had been a dream. I didn't actually have any such appointment with Cj, anyway. I was amazed at how completely and totally this dream had convinced me that I was in reality.

I'm indoors somewhere, and I'm wearing a cowboy hat. I look behind me and see my friend D.W. there, riding in a wheelchair. I think, Oh, good, she got a wheelchair. I feel the cowboy hat on my head and think, Oh, yeah, this is a dream. I can feel the by-now-familiar sensation of lucid-dream consciousness. I open my dream self's eyes and look very briefly at my hands, which appear normal, then up at my indoor surroundings. To engage more fully with my dream self and its sense of touch, I reach up to touch the brim of the cowboy hat with both hands, then take it off. I'm sitting in something [possibly another wheelchair, but I don't see it, so I'm not sure]. I stand up and try to turn around and talk to D.W., but just then, I heard my mom talking out in the entryway, which took my attention away from the dream, which instantaneously kicked me back into reality.

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Side notes:
I should choose my MILD affirmations with more care. The ones I focused on the most this past night were “I am self-aware and in control in my dreams” and “I bring clarity, lucidity, and stability into my dreams.” These backfired rather spectacularly in my second dream of the night. It was perfectly clear and stable, and, as far as I could tell, I was just as self-aware and in control of my own actions as I am in reality. And yet, I never realized that I was dreaming. I focused on that aspect more as I was trying to get back to sleep after 5:00, and it worked, if only briefly.

Awake, Non-lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

[These are all my dreams from the past week or so that I hadn't gotten around to typing up and/or posting to this DJ, until now. Most of them are pretty fragmentary because I wrote about them from notes long after the fact. None of them were lucid. My most recent dream, from last night, will be in a separate post, because it's longer.]

Night of November 10-11

I take a lengthy tour of a camp I've been to several times, answering questions asked by people who have never been there before. We're all there for our organization's annual fall conference. There are two cabins up high on a ridge, and a big meeting/dining hall on the low ground, right near the entrance. [I knew it was that camp while I was in the dream, even though it has a completely different layout in reality. This was a pretty long dream, but I can't remember any more details now.]

I'm with Ariel from the Disney version of The Little Mermaid. We're finding our way through a Little Mermaid-themed maze. It's one of several mazes at Walt Disney World.

Night of November 11-12

Mom, P., and I are out to dinner at a restaurant with an outdoor patio. P. asks me if I got any gumbo the last time we were there. I answer that no, Dad ate it all.

I see a two-year-old girl on the street. I walk with her back to my grandparents' house. The front door of the house has two separate sections that can open and close independently of each other. We get into the house by opening the top section of the door first. When we get inside, we discover that my grandparents have a new, upright, Scrabble-like electronic board game in their house. It involves a countdown timer.

Night of November 12-13

I'm in my current house, and I listen to a voice mail from a publishing company. I return their call and talk to them. We try to organize a live interview in 30 minutes' time. They're even willing to give me directions to their office over the phone. We don't schedule the interview for 30 minutes from now, though, because that's not enough time for me to shower and get dressed. They put me on hold for a bit. When they come back, we agree on next week instead. They expect me to bring a completed, polished novel manuscript with me to the interview so we can talk about it, and I don't have one, so I think, Okay. I only have one week to finish one of my novels. My hair is long and in a French braid, and I decide to leave it that way and not wash it before the interview.

I'm with my friend Jane R. She's trying on a cute dress made out of a towel-like, terry-cloth material, and I'm helping her adjust it.

I'm watching an episode of “Rugrats” in which one of the babies helps teach another how to use the potty, and they are found by one of their moms.

When I woke up, I went, Oh. I guess I don't have to have one of my novels finished by next week. Although that would be nice. I think I had that dream about the interview because I was worrying about how I was going to balance writing, studying, and job-hunting just as I was going to sleep.

Night of November 14-15

A Christian band sings a song about their dying dog.

I'm watching the pilot episode of a superhero TV show. The show will have a superhero team consisting of 5 boys and 3 girls. I will be one of the girls on the team. I know this from watching the show's opening.

Night of November 15-16

I'm at a church camp, standing outside the little trailer where the leader of the camp is staying. His wife is sitting on a chair outside the trailer. She tells me that I can't talk to him right now because he's sleeping.

I'm getting ready to leave the camp. I'm in the process of moving my stuff out of the space in and around a twin bed in a cabin, but I'm not done yet. I come back into the cabin to continue packing, and there's another girl already lying in my bed. I tell her that I was using the space, but I'm vacating it and she can have it now, but she has my permission to play with my teddy bears. Three of my teddy bears are lying on the end of the bed [I own all of them in real life]. She answers that no, she'll take the responsibility for cleaning the place up.

A third girl who is also in the room asks me, “Can I at least do your makeup?” I look at my face in the mirror next to the bed and see that it has red blotches on it, and several large zits, including two on the left side of my jawline. I agree to let the girl do my makeup, and we go over to another wall of the room, where there is a dresser with various cosmetics on it. I see that one of the bottles of makeup is labeled inception, and I think, Oh, cool. I didn't know that was the brand name of the makeup I used. [*facepalm* Oh, dear. That really should have clued me in that I was dreaming.] I reach for this bottle, but the girl who offered to do my makeup chastises me, snapping at me to spray myself first with an alcohol-based antibacterial cleanser that comes in a pale teal bottle. I do so, wiping it over my face with a cotton ball.

Camping and friends I miss
I remember a camping trip where we were at a camp ground and there were all the people from High School that I don't see anymore because we are all too busy or away for college. I had been driving around the campsites and meeting people I knew and then as I drove past a gas station, I saw a friend who I haven't seen for a long time and they were on a golf cart (hint) and we made eye contact so they must have seen me and I couldn't park the truck because I was blocking the gas station parking lot and the road so I decided to do a u-turn and say hi. I go back and they are gone. I search for them everywhere and never have any luck. I asked a friend of mine Shannon (who I had chatted with before I went to bed on Facebook) if she knew where they were. She gave me a direction and I set out. I never found them and then the dream changed and I forgot all about the previous dream.

Computer chat
I remember being on the computer for homework (go figure I was doing that all last week) and I got bored (as usual) and started looking up music artists (don't normally do that). I found one guy's online profile for some site and I kept reading about him until I saw him in this warehouse place that just appeared from nowhere and he was in the raftors watching me. Then the warehouse changed to the warehouse that takes place in my last dream of today.

Action Packed Archeologist
Last night I dreamed that I was some kind of archeologist and I now had a daughter named Matty who was not very afraid of much and my cousin Ben was with us. We had a group of around 10 archeologists with us who all had guns just in case of thieves. So I went into a storage compound in the middle of the woods while everyone else stayed outside of it except ben and matty who stayed by the door. We came in side and on many shelves were big guns from Ar-15's to 50 cal. sniper rifles to shotguns. We found this thing about 2 feet long and it stood up length wise like a tube for artillery shells fireworks. When we opened it, it started to smoke from the top and then this thing jumped out and it was animal like but walked on two legs. It jumped and sprang itself at me but I barely avoided it and then I grabbed a shotgun and blew its face off. Then it turned into a clay pottery shaped like a persons head and it lay on the floor not moving. I thought I killed it. Then I turn around and start to look around a little and the pottery head is gone and the animal thing is attacking me again. This repeats itself many times as I use different weapons from a wooden 2X4, paintball gun, and Ar-15 and it keeps coming back after I kill it and I turn around and its back again. Then one more time and it goes to attack me and I can't find any weapons to kill it with and I call for Ben's help. We see the pottery head on the last time roll to the tube it comes out of and it smokes and then it comes out. So the pottery head must be smashed after we kill it. We can't find ammo or any weapons so we run to alert the other archeologists and Ben and Matty come with me but Matty falls behind. As I turn around to see if she is behind us, I see her in the distance and she had tripped on something and the animal and now sided with a small dog and a jackal shaped thing in the same color as the animal thing was. I see the dog go for her and run back to save her. I get there just as the dog jumps to bite her and I drop kick it with both feet at the same time and then it lunged again and I kicked it again and then woke up.

A bunch of non-lucid dreams last night.

I'm at our original church, and the entire center courtyard area is full of colorful and unique play structures for the kids, including a scaled-down replica of some other important building elsewhere in the area that has statues on the facade. I go into a room in the main building, and a younger (maybe 9 or 10 years old) version of P. is there, being taken care of by the usual child-care people.

I'm sitting at a table in a building somewhere, looking out the window across a narrow body of water. Across the water is an island, where Tokyo Disneyland and Tokyo DisneySea are located. [They're not actually on an island in real life, by the way.] I can see both of them very clearly, as well as the people on the island. Near the shore of the island is a fleet of small, brightly-colored boats and canoes, used to take guests back and forth between the island and the mainland. Most of them are filled with guests waiting to depart for the mainland; more guests are still boarding the remaining boats.

I'm at a coffee shop (might be the same building I was in above, but I'm not positive), working on my computer, which is booted into Ubuntu. I look up and enter the password for something. I register for a camping trip that is happening outside and across the street, near the beach. When I go out to the campsite, there are a bunch of tents (or some kind of structures for us to sleep in), and some portable toilets. The people in charge are distributing rolls of toilet paper from big packages, and are also distributing food. There are also some coolers, which I look into and see that they're full of ice and bags of chicken breasts. This causes me to go, “Aw, man!” I don't want chicken sandwiches for dinner, because that's what we had that one time during the camping trip in sixth grade, and I didn't like them then. [Everything after the “because” is true in reality.]

★★★

yeah

vague sex dream

Annoying guy

(i felt throughout the dream that this was Summer Dawne)

I remember being outside with some guy who kept wanting to use my computer or something. I wouldn't let him and he was being an ass about it. I went into my house and found him in a computer room. I told him to get off and leave. Then i shoved him out the door. I go to my room with my computer and find that he's there. Now he looks like a punk kid with a leather jacket. We have some discussion where i tell him to leave once again.

Lucid

At first i was exploring some caverns with some guy. we had flashlights. for some reason we go outside and plan to go back in but the guy doesn't want me to go with him. I think he's hiding something so I sneak into the place.

I find some weird cardboard thingies to hid in. the whole cavern is dark. As I move around them they sway from side to side. I wonder if the guy will notice the movement. He walks past so i wait a few seconds to follow him. After I follow him I wind up in some weird room. I hear someone coming so i go and hide in some bathroom and float above the door. A security guy enters and looks at me shocked. I then leave.

I walk toward an open space and then find myself in a market. I become lucid randomly. I immediately try to orient the rest of my senses into the dream. I put my one hand in front of me. the middle finger is backwards and realise i am fingering myself.... ok. i pull my hand away and then back. now mi middle finger has two fingers pushed together. and when the flex the tip of the finger is joined but the fingers bend at opposite sides.... weird.

Next sense is taste, so I grab a cloth fabric from one of the stands and try to eat it. It tastes terrible... now i have taste. I try to dilate time by putting my hand on the ground and start counting. i make it to 15 and stop (oops i forgot to imagine each number as a unit of time stretching out). I then called for asuka to come to me since i am lucid. While i waited i looked around at the people walking by. There were lots of asians... but no one that i recognised as Asuka.

I walked into some store where it looked like a cool video game was being played. just then a brown little yappy dog jumped up and bit my arm. i ignored it for a while and walked into the game.

I found myself outside fighting with the dog. Sometimes asuka is a yappy dog so I ask it. " Are you Asuka?" it says yes. it turns into a large dog and knocks me on the ground and then turns into a pirate man. "you're not asuka" i said. He laughed and I noticed he had two metal teeth.

"I came here to put a stop to your doings" he said. "I saw what you did with Battery... that's dangerous stuff. You must be stopped." I was thinking Battery? what Is he talking about? i was using a flashlight earlier does he mean the batteries in the flashlight i was using earlier? As I pondered this the dream ended.


Llama Dragon

I remember coming to a fence in some weird farm. There was a tiny llama behind the fence. I went in there to look at it. and suddenly the Llama was on the opposite side of the fence and now it was big like a dragon. It had white fur. I was shocked and ran a bit. It started coming through the gate. Someone said that I should feed it and it would be friendly. I saw a plate with a fried egg or something on it and then i fed it to the Llama dragon.

AA meeting

some stupid dream where i get asked to speak at an AA meeting. I recognized and old friend there mark. Anyway i gave out a few sentences, but then i stopped. Everyone started talking about how great my speech was.


Annoying guy accuses me of murder

I'm in some construction area with the same annoying guy from the other dreams. He kills someone and says that I have to dispose of the body or else he will accuse me of murder. I comply and put the dead guy in a bag. I carry the bag to a large garbage bin and trow it in.

I go to some coffee shop and the annoying guy looks like someone i know. He starts whispering in everyone's ear and points at me. I know he is telling them that I am a killer or something.

bo Staff

I am in my backyard spinning around a bo staff. for some reason i am doing really well and I'm surprised at how well i can move around with it. I see the one kid who wanted to stay at my dream house. Hes using a black bo staff to make high jumps and stuff. he is pretty good at it. I Think asuka was in the background hanging up laundry.

Annoying guy gets PWNED


I am back in town chasing that one guy from the previous dreams. Some how i shield him in a store. He can't get past the barrier i made. But i walk through it several times to piss him off.

"Serves you right for just coming to interfere" I said and I walked away.


disappointing camping trip


I am with my brother and hid gf and we go on a camping trip. We meet up with James. Spend a night and then leave early in the morning. I complain that we should have spent a couple days instead of one night.... since all we do is work most of the year... we should have a bigger break. They don't listen to me.

In case anyone was wondering, no one is online at 5:30am in the middle of the summer. I wonder why that is.

It was dark, and I was next to a field of tall grass. Knowing there was a pack of wolves in there, I nervous, but I went in the grass anyway and started leading the pack. I had to keep moving and be careful so they wouldn't turn on me.

I dove out of the grass and into a tent in the nearby forest, where my fellow campers were staying. There was something in the forest that would have attacked us if we hadn't gotten in the tents soon enough.

Scene change. I was hiking through a desert-like area, and it was really bright. There were a whole bunch of nets and ladders between various pillars made of red stone. We started climbing, which was scary. The nets were triangle-shaped, so there wasn't much to hold onto at the top. Luckily my dad was able to help by pulling me up the rest of the way.

So I'm standing on this brownish, somewhat slippery/crumbly/sandy stone about 20 or 30 feet off the ground, when I notice there's a giant lava geyser right next to the pillar. First it sprayed up a stream of purple stuff, then it burst into flames. Despite the hot, intimidating stream of lava spouting up right next to me, I was most worried about falling off the edge and going splat.

Dang, why can't the dreams I'm having now be this intense? I found that old dream while going through my school stuff. One day I got really, really bored in Spanish class, and I happened to remember a dream, so I wrote it down on a random page. I'm surprised I can still remember the details of it as clearly as I do.

-Unhappy Campers-
I was with my homeroom teacher and some other kids, we were all camping. We walked into a clearing of forest; it had a giant light there on the ground (almost like a lighthouse light). There was a hole all around it; it could have been a mini moat. The light was turned off.

It was a little dark, and I don't think we had flashlights (smart ). Mrs. B (teacher) led us to the middle of the clearing. I'm not sure, but I think we were examining what was around us. All of a sudden, the big light had turned on, and it was super bright. We heard this "beeep!" Mrs. B said, "The power is back on!" I thought to myself, when was it ever off?

But now since it was really bright, you could see spiders and snakes crawling on the dirt ground. Everyone walked over to the light. I was trying to walk over, but I could not. I was looking down, and my head was fixed in that position. It also felt like I was going uphill in slow motion. I was wondering why I never became lucid...I said out loud, "Uh, wait Mrs. B!" I kept running towards them in slow motion. I wonder what I looked like. Mrs. B came towards me. I can't recall what had happened but I was in her car. She stopped at a restaurant and told me to go use the bathroom.

I went inside, said hello to the cashier, and went to where the bathrooms were. After coming out, the cashier said, "Good evening." I said hi, but then I saw another lady and it wasn't for me. So I walked out of there, got into the car, and Mrs. B drove me home.

-90 mph Tornado-
My sister and I were at my house. She came up to me and was very worried. She said, "Oh my gosh! T (my brother) just told me that his friends told him that a tornado that has 90 mph winds was heading this way form Florida!" Her face was pale. I was dazed and confused..I had no idea what was going on. Then I woke up.

07/10/10

I'm an employee at a convenience store or pharmacy. I have to restock the book section; there are fewer books on the shelves every time I look back at them.

I grab a box from the back and open it up in the comics aisle. It occurs to me that I have no idea what went where, or even which books were out here to begin with. Rather than call my boss over such a trivial matter, I happily start arranging my own favorites on the shelf.

Oddly, the comic books seem to be about 15x15 inches across, and the shelves are sized to fit them. Even in the dream, I think this seems a little off.

Later, I find out that Quickton has enacted a new law: hair colour has been declared illegal. I immediately dye my hair blue.

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I'm at a lake. A girl dares me to swim under the dock and pick up a pebble she just dropped in. I jump into the water. Beneath the surface, it's perfectly clear, and I look around, exploring the caves and crevices that make up this underwater world. Finally, I grab the odd-coloured stone - it's pink or purple - and head back to the surface.

Standing with a group of people in the woods, I watch Dumbledore give a speech about a competition that's going to happen. It's similar to the Triwizard Tournament from the fourth book, but more people are involved. Each of the houses gets representation, and there are a whole bunch of different areas - including chess tournaments - that not everyone will be competing in. Furthermore, you can be selected to represent a house that you're not a part of.

I'm Harry Potter, and obviously, I'm in Gryffindor. I already know how the rest of the dream is going to turn out, though; I'm going to be chosen for Slytherin. There's no other possible outcome.

I observe Hermione freaking out over something, but I'm feeling very calm and cold, and so I leave her be. I'm much more interested in the competition.

Later, as myself, I talk to a family friend at the campground I spent most of my summers in. It's windy, and she's worried about their tents flying away. I tell her that the storm is about to get a lot worse. I know this because I'm from the future.

"Are you absolutely sure?"

"As long as I don't step on any butterflies."

Butterflies. Scare Factor: 1.

ETA: I took this as a sign that I should die my hair blue today. So I did.