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06-29-2014 -- As always, the earlier bits are sketchy, and some may be missing entirely. Am at a school of some sort. It's not Hogwarts, though there are probably some Potter characters involved at some point. I'm kind of interested in a girl who currently has sort of dark blond hair, who does not seem to be at all interested in me. Yet there are a lot of people who seem to think we belong together. School is over for the year, and a pair that are highly reminiscent of Tom and Carl are helping me to pack up and load my stuff, and are meddl...er helping me with the situation, saying I'll be waiting for an e-mail or a phone call from the girl, but will stay away until I hear from her, so as not to be a pest. But then the other one is kind of muttering to himself about how she is a very traditional sort of girl, and may feel it is inappropriate for her to make the first move, so ....

The next thing I know, everybody has disappeared, and I find that I am walking around the Buena Park/Anaheim area, more or less along Lincoln Avenue. I ought to be on a bus, but instead seem to be kind of jogging along. I think I have just left a doctor's office, where I was diagnosed with some virulent respiratory infection. They have me wearing a sort of surgical mask to both protect me from spreading germs, and to help keep me from catching anything else while my system is weakened by what it is currently having to fight off. I glance down the block, and see a friend of mine, who is a Screech-like nerd sort, also wearing a surgical mask, and suffering from a different horrible respiratory infection. I suddenly realize it would probably be very bad for the two of us to get anywhere near each other, since we might both get even sicker.

I run into the girl I like again, and she asks me if I am following her. I explain that it is just random chance that I ran into her here, and about my doctor's appointment. I'm afraid she thinks I am stalking her, and that I have probably blown my chances with her, but oddly enough, this is when she actually starts showing interest in me. Soon I am visiting at her house. She has a mother, who looks about 30, and seems to be far too young to have a daughter in the late teens, and an aunt with black hair and a slightly Oriental cast to her, who seems to be about 40, and is fairly attractive. The aunt seems to somewhat disapprove of me.

But it turns out they have a pet dragon, a small breed. It is orange, and about the size of a common house cat. It is old and sick, and kind of dangerous, and it won't let anybody near it, so they aren't able to try and help it, and they are really afraid it is going to die. It turns out I seem to be some sort of dragon whisperer, and I speak soothingly to it, and approach it. I understand it, and it understands me, and I am able to calm it down a bit, so it stops shooting flame, and I can approach it. Talking with it, I not only get it to the point that the family can approach to offer aid, but I also am able to pass on word to them of what the dragon feels, to help narrow down what kind of problems there may be, and they are actually able to manage to heal it, to everybody's joy.

The girl (who was originally blond, and now is probably turning into a brunette) is probably Susan Bones, which would probably make her aunt Amelia Bones, yet oddly enough the two are also part Veela. What I have done in helping their dragon has shown enough power and compassion that it has really had an effect on the aunt, and she is going into almost a sort of sexual frenzy, she suddenly wants me so badly, yet she is determined not to get in Susan's way, so she is holding herself in check. This makes her miserable, however, and Susan notices. She takes pity on her aunt, and decides she is more than willing to share, and the two women take me off for a rather pleasant orgy that is, unfortunately, 'off-screen' so-to-speak. I know it happened, and that I enjoyed it, but the dream skipped right over it, rather than to show it to me.

Susan has a younger brother, about a year younger than her, slightly nerdy, somewhat Oriental like the rest of the family, and he has a friend over. They are being mild (little brother-like) pests, but overall they are good kids. One of Susan's friends is also visiting, a dark haired, slightly Oriental (no, I don't know what is up with that) Hannah Abbott, which is one of the reasons I think the girl is Susan Bones. Anyway, in trying to stop a prank by the boys or something, I accidentally turn off a light where Hannah is just walking in, which leads to her making some sort of comment.

Soon the aunt somehow has something going on with the friend of Susan's brother, and the two of them are starting to get it on. I am sort of hesitant, but find myself approaching them, and nervously trying to make it a sort of threesome. I am standing over them as the aunt has climbed on top of the guy and positioned herself in a sort of 69 position. She asks me if I will go to get her something, but I am standing there looking down on her absolutely gorgeous ass, slightly spread in front of me, and I can't help myself. I step forward, take my large, hard thingy, and start to press it against her asshole. She gives a slight yelp of shock and the tiniest bit of pain, but hunches down further, providing a slightly better angle. I am patient, and move slowly in pressing forward ever deeper into her ass, and soon she is moaning and writhing in passion, as we enjoy a nice, long crappity smack. Susan is complaining slightly, however, about how I never lasted that long with her. I mumble under my breath about how Susan is a lot tighter than her aunt, which makes it harder to last as long in her.

About this time, the mom shows up again, and she doesn't seem to like me or to think much of me. Thankfully the aunt throws in a good word for me, explaining what I did for the dragon, and what I am doing for her and Susan, though she does mention that she is going to have words with me about warning a girl before invading her behind! Soon however, we are all wandering through the house looking for the $2.19 that an uncle or some such has misplaced. Though it is a very small amount of money, it seems to be important that we find it. I find myself searching near Hannah Abbott, who seems to have this strange idea that I may have accidentally (and somewhat inappropriately) slipped the money to her ... not saying that I did anything wrong, but as something that happened almost accidentally. But I am explaining how she is Susan's best friend, which means it is quite important that I try to get along with her. I tell her that I would never dream of even laying a finger on her without her permission. Unfortunately, even as I am saying this, I am repeatedly poking her gently in the arm in a way that is very reminiscent of the way Monk can't keep himself from gently touching things like parking meters as he walks past them. Just a weird (but very pleasant) dream.The

Dream 1:

I was a dragon trying to terrorize a village. I was actually a reincarnation of an older dragon that protected the village but I knew that I had to let myself be defeated in order to get closer to the village. So I let this knight slowly hack at my wings until they were completely cut off.

Dream 2:

I was part of a group of knights that were battling dark knights. It was very RPGesque, every time we'd beat a stage of dark knights we would get the option of taking their armor or weapons to upgrade our own before we continued on our quest. Pretty fun time.

Dream 3:

Playing some kind of shooter game in this dream. We were sort of like futuristic gladiators that were enslaved by the government. They put us on opposing teams in an arena where one team was on a track, trying to escort these supplies to the end. While the other team was off in the distance trying to shoot us. First time around we made it fine, then we realized we had to keep going around in circles until one team was completely dead. The other team charged us with impossible weapons (20 foot long chainsaws, power drills the size of cars). I took a screw driver and stabbed them all in the head repeatedly. I supposed I became semi-lucid when I stabbed them multiple times in the face and they wouldn't die. My team won and we were freed.

Dream 4:

Combination of the games Gunz & Gunz 2. Was just hanging out in an arena talking to people because nobody wanted to fight.

Various non-lucid scenes: two immortals discussing faith and religion while rummaging around one's kitchen; the owner of the kitchen and her mother are both christian, and I'm surprised and intrigued since I hadn't found that to be very compatible with physical immortality. Rose and Martha meeting all the past incarnations of the Doctor in the TARDIS. There's some fantastical mystery involving spirits, and I was tasked with demonstrating the rational, physical origins of the events - the drama with the spirits is still considered real, but as a sort of reflection of the physical world, not actually physically present there - however, now that I believe it's all been solved and wrapped up, I'm asked a series of questions that force me to go through and reevaluate all my conclusions, suggesting there may be another answer. IWTV references, thinking about Lestat's life-has-no-more-meaning-what-if-i-could-give-you-a-new-life speech, resulting in a bit of an IWTV-themed power trip. That ended in an unpleasant party, which I left and returned to my IRL home.

In my home, looking out the window I've noticed various construction or roadwork or similar workers out in the street, and one of them's walking up the driveway. I move away from the windows since I need to go put some proper clothes on, but before I can do anything more than that I hear two of them inside the house, just in the next room. I'm aware that when I deliberately moved away from the windows, they'd mistakenly believed there was no one home and came inside. So I step into sight now and ask them wtf. They're surprised to see someone home. They talk briefly to each other. One of them says, "He's not going to forget. How do you want to do this?" After that, the two of them raise tools as if they're weapons - one of them's holding a hammer, the other a mallet - and although I'm aware this is a dream (I'm thinking as if I knew it all along but felt no need to act on that knowledge before now), I have difficulty defeating them or removing them. In that case, I decide to summon up something to remove them for me - I think of a dragon. One doesn't appear, but instead, as a direct result of that thought, I have a feeling that I think of as "a part of me that hasn't been fed," and with a voice much deeper than my own I say "Get the fuck out of my home," after which I see fire. Then I'm looking at the fire from a distance - I'm somewhere outside, and neither the burning cottage I'm looking at nor the scenery has any resemblance to my IRL home, I've completely changed scenes. Despite this, I believe that I've succeeded in removing those two from the house and feel satisfied.

False awakening. I'm in a bed - not one I'm familiar with IRL, though I believed it was in a relative's house - and I reach for my dream journal. I can't find an empty page to write in, and I realize this is an old journal, one I'd already filled up. A few pages have been torn out.

There's a set of boxes which, when arranged properly, will display a poem by Rumi; it's a game, a puzzle. Each box is engraved with a few lines, the trick is in figuring out the proper order, and there are hints, such as do not separate the loved ones, send the child to school, don't leave him to wander the shore with the mermaid and her knife. The last part is easy enough - one box ends with a line about water spirits, another box starts with a line about a child, I'll just be sure not to connect those two; but there are quite a few different lines that could be interpreted as 'loved ones.'

A woman is sending a message to her employers, as a result of which the building she's in will be locked down and everyone inside will be killed, including herself and her two assistants. Her assistants are artificially-created humans, and display no emotion, but I'm thinking that the loss of their lives is just as important as any other life.

A woman has just been teleported into a castle, somewhere very dangerous, by someone named Anna, and she's very annoyed about this. Although Anna isn't here, the woman yells about it anyway, on the assumption that Anna will be watching her with magic. It's not just the danger that's upset her; at any other time she would have killed to be able to get into this castle, but right now, she'd been in the middle of something urgent, and she really needs to get back to it, so she looks for the way out. A hooded figure appears and reveals a passage to her, a passage that seems to violate the laws of physics and which is filled with a seemingly endless line of graves, and he tries to speak to her, to guide her into that passage, but she ignores him - she's spotted the main doors. As she walks away from the graves and towards the exit, she passes a box with some marking on it that makes her think about dragons, thinking of them as the product of elemental spirits that gathered together and festered.

There's a crowd of people leaving a castle - although the castle looks historical/fantasy-ish, the clothes the people are wearing are futuristic, as is the glass-enclosed walkway they're leaving through. A woman who works for the castle as a kind of hostess is escorting a small group of people at the head of the crowd, congratulating them for winning a spot on some vessel, and then she says to the rest of the people following them, "Good luck in the race!" By which she means - these people are following the winners because they intend to take their spots by force, and the moment they're beyond the castle's protection it'll be every man for himself.

At the end of the glass walkway, the hostess leaves them, and the people pass through some barrier. The people in the walkway had seemed, not necessarily good-looking, but like people who put a lot of effort into their appearance: well-dressed, well-groomed. Once they pass through the barrier, this changes: they're naked, they look like they haven't bathed or shaved in months, more fat, less muscle. The castle was a kind of retreat, but everything it provided was an illusion; now that they've left, the illusions disappear. The people's reactions vary - most of them are shocked, but there's an old man who seems to have expected this with a sort of I-told-you-so attitude about it. There's a teenage boy with a bad knee who's particularly horrified, as he'd believed his knee had been fixed by the castle; he's complaining to his parents that they might as well have stayed home, at least at home they had servants. The castle had its guests doing a variety of chores, citing the spiritual benefits; now it's clear that was a scam.

A woman's saying, "It must not have been a good reality for Vanessa and Vilya." 'Vanessa' is an alternate version of herself. As she's speaking, I see the two people she's talking about, sitting before a very large fireplace. Vilya suddenly leaps up, as if he's just been hit by some stroke of inspiration, and he rushes to a table set up with a variety of alchemical instruments.

Three people in an underground room, grey stone walls lined with bookshelves. A woman and an old man who she's close to, and a young-looking man who made some kind of deal with them - I'm a disembodied observer, but I recognize him from my most recent lucid dream, as the 'future version of myself' who doesn't actually resemble me at all and who looks more like he's from the past. They've barred the doors in the hopes of giving themselves a little more time before someone arrives to stop them - guards or police or military, something along those lines, they're expecting some specific group and they know it's just a matter of time. But they've come to this room to find something specific, and there are hundreds or thousands of books here and no obvious organization to them. The woman's saying "Wherever (something) it'll take us forever to find it." The young-looking man had been sitting down with his eyes closed; now he opens them. They're glowing yellow, which startles the woman. He says, "I have found it. He has used the Britannica articles-" He continues talking, but I've become distracted by curiosity about that locating technique he just used; I associate it with a search technique I'd used in yesterday's dream.

I had a dream in which I was playing/living in some sort of crossover between Skyrim and Dragon Age. I was both Dovahkiin and Grey Warden, which was brought up repeatedly. Alistair was my companion and had Skyrim behavior (e.g. he would sneak when I would). There was a Skyrim sneaking crosshair. The environment was a cross between Skyrim and the road I used to live on. I was repeatedly attacked by wolves and such. IRL, I am against dogma, and in the dream I had this realization that the wolves were trying to get me to believe their dogma -- that I am their food. Makes sense, actually.

I used WILD to fall asleep as I do every night. I was lucid from when I first entered the dream. I was Charizard. I flew up into the air to go to Japan. After a while I was there. I went in a sushi restaurant and eat sushi. It tasted really really really sweet. Sweeter than any sushi I have ever eaten before. Then I crashed through the wall and wondered what to do next. I then remembered the task of the month. I saw a light blue dragon and a purple dragon walking down the street. I asked them what they were most thankful for. They said that they were most thankful for and the light blue dragon replied that she was most thankful for being able to lucid dream. The purple dragon said she was most thankful for being able to fly and she flew up into the air and flew away. I then throw a pie at the light blue dragons face. She liked her face with her GINORMOUS tong and breathed fire and burned down a few buildings. I then felt really really dizzy and I fell over. I began to panic since this has never happened to me before. The dream began to fade I then woke up. Now I think about it that always used to happen to me when I got excited in a dream or when I was about to wake up from a dream when I was younger. Maybe it has just started to happen to me again.

3rd person, I'm looking down at a wide stone staircase in a castle, and descending the stairs there's this woman wearing buckskin who I think of as some kind of hunter, she's talking with the king. She's saying the words "-get our answers."

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm taking my IRL youngest sister, L., to the sands to get her first dragon. (Relevant to upcoming IRL event today, sans dragons.) (Edit: Nevermind, the IRL event actually did wind up involving dragons. Or the word 'dragon', anyway.) I was talking with a few older relatives about the dragons, and L. kept trying to hurry us up, anxious about getting there in time to see the dragons hatch; but for the rest of us this is all old hat, so we wasted time talking, and now we're running late. We keep telling L. that it's fine, we'll make it on time, and even if we miss the hatching you've still got a window of a few hours after the dragons hatch to bond with them. But when we get down to the sand, the eggs are already gone. We have to catch up with the hatchlings in the barn instead.

Before we leave for the barn, I see what I think of as a king cobra in the sand - it's huge, as wide as a person, which I think of as normal for king cobras. I pick L. up and there's a chase sequence that ends with me tossing the snake over a wall, but then I notice a scratch on my finger. It must have bit me.

I can tell I'm starting to pass out. I go inside a house and find my IRL sister S. with a friend of hers, and I tell them about the snake bite and ask them to call the hospital or treat it somehow. The friend takes my hand with the bite and looks at the veins, which look broad and red and cloudy, like they've swollen or burst under the skin, and she gets me some cream to put on my skin. I recognize it as some ordinary skin cream that's not going to help, and I try to convince S. to take me to the hospital before I pass out.

(Woke up with my hand hurting where the snake bit it - turns out I really do have a tiny scratch there IRL, might be a papercut. Just after I finished writing this down, I got a phone call from S, letting me know she'd been taken to the hospital on account of almost passing out from unknown causes. A few hours and a not-too-serious diagnosis later, I tried to get a little more sleep.)

I'm lying in bed in some mansion, with a few of S's friends around bothering me until I get up and go somewhere with them. As I walk through a doorway into the hall, I realize this is a dream. It's not as vivid as I'd like - I can see everything fine, but it doesn't feel quite real, more like watching something on a screen - so I try a mantra to make it more vivid. Instead, everything disappears. (In retrospect, that seems obvious. I was focusing on the words instead of the surroundings.)

Next scene I remember is a woman using the family name Gale, returning to a Spanish-style house on the west coast, overlooking the sea. She's lived here a few times over the years, and for a moment I see it in sepia tones and with flowers in the windows, as she's remembering an old photograph from when she'd first lived here with her two daughters, before she became immortal. She's thinking that even though she's coming back earlier than expected this time - something on her mind about trouble on the east coast - she was still gone long enough that she can pass herself off as her own cousin.

Dream 1(fragment):

I recall being in some kind of futuristic vehicle and then visiting some kind of a base.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was in team of villains and we were doing some stuff and i had some type of ability, we had an hideout and there was some kind of mechanism, but it was not working anymore. Then something went wrong and i was kicked off the team.
Then i was in some video game, that was some first person shooter with guns, but later it transformed into an RTS. It looked like an combination of Warcraft 3 and Starcraft, there were units and buildings from both. The mission was to protect the base, but most of the attackers were SCVs for whatever reason, though they were rather powerful SCVs. Marines were defending the base and there were bunkers too, some mages were supporting them and workers were building more buildings. I was controlling some special builder that was technically helping the base, but he had other plans and the objective was to not let anyone discover that it's special builder till certain point in the game. Enemy units were becoming more powerful with time and base was getting more buildings with more powerful units too, but in the end, very massive dark thing arrived at the mountain to the north. That was the time to use special abilities of builder, i morphed him into 'living' building and started made a special unit. As it was ready video game switched back to first person and i was controlling that unit. Game got to the point where there was mass of the buildings that were spawning black dragons to attack that huge enemy, but there was not much success until i attacked it with my unit. The size of that enemy was so huge that it was bigger than the whole base, he was attacking using dark energy projectiles but he ended up destroying units on his side as i was dodging them with my unit, making me laugh. Then i started throwing series of huge fireballs at him, that were so powerful, they were knocking him back! In the end, the enemy was destroyed. And dream skipped.
Can't recall much after that but there i was in tunnels and there was some problem for which i had to hire a lawyer apparently.

Part I: Two Dragon Friends

It was one of those dreams where something happens over and over again that causes you to awaken, then sleep, then awaken again in small intervals.

I hate these kinds of dreams, as they don't really help me get any sleep, but it was a bit of a strange one, one that kept me thinking as I ate breakfast. I don't remember a lot of it, but I was a dragon of some sort, this rather masculine, blue and white reptilian thing with plate armor on, yet for some reason I was actually going to school. It was either high school or it was college, I forget, but I kept thinking to myself, we shouldn't go to school today. I had planned not to go late into the dream, though I kept getting these calls from this other dragon -- a more orange and pink thing that looked rather like the dragon I was myself. This other unnamed dragon kept calling me as if he knew my thoughts, saying "Please go to school. It's worth it!" or something in the same topic as that.

In the very muffled end that I barely remember, I went to school, it seems. That dragon had convinced me to do so, and much like many times during the night already, I woke up in the morning at 6: 45 AM, not feeling like going to school at all.

Notes:

Dragons are common in my dreams. I can't quite pinpoint what they mean, but they usually appear in my dreams if I read, play video games, write or draw before I sleep.
These dreams are quite troublesome, as they always awaken me more than once during my sleep.
Perhaps this is related to my recent interest in dragons.

Interpretation:

I've been ditching school as of late, and perhaps this is my mind trying to motivate me to go... through dragons.

Dream recall from non-lucid naps.

Nap #1:

I was watching some Tomb Raider 2 let's play and was trying to WILD at the same time(how does that even works), dad came and was distracting me from both, but shortly joined me in watching the let's play. Soon let's player reached some map that resembled the 'Home mansion' but looked more abandoned and webby. He was explaining that normally this map is easy, but it can get very dangerous under certain circumstances. There were some stairs and then dream 'froze up' like a game and ended.

I woke up with eyes closed and tried to do an DEILD, unsuccessfully but dream theme remained similar.

Now i was actually playing Tomb Raider 2 instead of just watching. The mansion was filled with some mafia dudes and i was blowing up everyone with grenade launcher. There was also some cave area and dream ended shortly after.

Nap #2:

I can't recall start of the dream, but at some point i was at some hotel with family and we were packing some stuff in cases. They were very heavy afterwards. While trying to leave i noticed that exit was blocked by some weirdly stationary lava. I got some water and turned lava into obsidian, minecraft-style. We were leaving the hotel and there was snow storm, soon we met some people who were not familiar, but looking very important. They were saying something about princess and that i was apparently got to be prince of some kingdom or something. Dream skips.
I was at the simple grassy arena of some sort, there were alot of people sitting on the grandstand and spectating. I was on the horse and was wearing medieval knight-like armor, also i had a spear. My opponent had same armor, horse and spear. Shortly after we started fight, my point of view switched to some random spectator near the princess. I was watching the fight between both knights, and shortly, they both suddenly transformed into dragons! One was blue, the other was green. The aerial fight lasted a while and the blue dragon won. Dream ended shortly.

16/9/2012
We had dragons in the chicken coop, except they were more like horses with leathery wings rather than dragons. The chicken coop happened to be situated on a very steep hill with a creek at the bottom. One of the dragons manages to get out of the coop so dad tells me to go get it before it falls in the creek at the bottom so i fly down (this is when i finally realise im dreaming) but by the time i reach it, its grown so small i can hold it in my hands, then i make it grow into the size of a puppy and fly back up and put it back in the coop. spent the remainder of the dream just flying around, although to the end it seemed to get harder and harder to fly, as if gravity was getting stronger

I had really vague dreams last night that consisted of people's voices and flashes of different scenes.

It seemed like I was thinking a lot about Game of thrones season finale and so this mixed with my ideas about fantasy and dark ages.

When this was tucked into my head while sleeping I was talking in my sleep/dream to a little girl who was chasing or wanting to find her "mummy" and she reminded me of Hermione Granger from some reason or at-least that was what I saw in a dream flash, Hermione Granger.

I then saw this little girl who was about 2-years-old or so in a little baby-blue bathing suit sitting near a pool edge smiling with a really big smile, it was like I was looking at a photograph of a child. She had really light blonde hair and had her hair in pigtails that where held together with pink ties. After seeing this picture I then started to hear the little girl again. It was like she wanted someone's attention or something.

I also had a short vivid dream where I was in a zoo/park but it was deserted and I was running away from some zombies. The weird part was the the zombies where below me like i was gliding in the air. I then got past the zoo/park and got to some national forest of some type and then said something like "Yeah, I'm lost." but then this guy who looked like Harry Potter (he looked like both the actor and my idea of what he looked like in the books) came from behind me like he had been following me and said something like "Isn't she a beauty." He didn't seem like he was asking about the beauty of the forest but more like he was claiming it to be. But then I remember the part in the book/movie when Hagrid was with Harry and his friends showing him Norbert when Hagrid says : Isn't he beautiful? Oh bless him, look, he knows his mummy! Hello, Norbert!

This is kind of Ironic because I was thinking about the dragons from game of thrones. Haha.

Ok so the title sounds cool and the dream is pretty cool but not as cool as...ICE!!! (I know it was corny but needed a friendly opening)

So i'm outside around a campfire, in the middle of the woods. Their are about 10 people with me, not including our master...the ice dragon. So the ice dragon is telling us about how we either need to practice or about how we're gonna have a competition (I can't remember right now). All I know is that I have a partner and we have to find shelter away from the ice dragon. I forgot who my partner is but I think it's my little brother. So while my little brother (12) and I (14) are running away from the ice dragon, I see him rip off someones head. (So it's kind of like The Hunger Games, except we're all against the ice dragon, did I mention he was MADE of ice) We find shelter (a small building with only 2 doors), by now I've realized that our master has succumbed into his true instincts (to kill) and I have to survive. So my little brother is looking out the window and says "he's coming". Somehow the point-of-view changes and i'm watching him kill another person. So I begin to use MY ice powers to create and pile snow against the door, and I don't mean a little bit at a time, I mean about 3 or 4 tons in 30 seconds type of creating. In the flurry of the ice I see him hitting the door and making the mountain of ice move, but i'm still creating the ice. (Somehow he's just a blue dragon now) He bursts through the door, roaring and shaking his head back and forth, so I throw ice in his face to distract him while my brother and I race out of the back door (there is like a wall sticking out from another wall that we run behind and go into the next building. We do the same thing over again BUT this time i'm creating hard ice and snow (the snow to keep the hard ice from rolling everywhere) and he continues to bang at the door, but eventually he goes away realizing he can't get in and the dream fades away.

It starts out with some DC recruiting me for a job to do dealing with computers and electronics. At first I was reluctant to do it, but then I noticed this was no ordinary place. I was actually on board the starship Enterprise, TNG. It seems my job was to re-calibrate the medical computer and re-program it so that it would work better and faster. It was so cool, it looked just like the blue backlit computer computer boards in an episode of the show. As I kept working on the computer, I actually became a medical/computer technician with a blue uniform. I had to re-route the computer resources for the enterprise, somehow the main computer was over-using the medical computer for its own purposes, and causing the medical computer to slow down for the tasks we needed to run on it. It was complicated but somehow I knew what I was doing and suceeded at my task. Once I was finished with the computer, it seemed there were some medical tasks that I was able to assist with. Experimentation related though, not treating patients.

I'm not sure how the dream transitioned to this exactly, but next I was in the sky flying on the back of a dragon. There were actually hundreds of dragons flying in the sky. There were different color dragons of various sizes, but the one I rode was very large and iridescencant. The dragon I was on had scales that looked a different color depending on how the angle of light reflected off the scales. I had a telepathic link with my dragon and willed it to go where I wished. We were zooming through the clouds and playing with the other dragons by doing ariel acrobatics with them. I sensed my dragon wanted to show me something, so I told him to go ahead with my mind. He became invisible! The only bad thing is the effect didn't transfer to me. After a while of flying, he turned back visible again and I suggested we fly closer to the ground. My dragon "told" me that he didn't like flying that low since he was so big, and suggested I transfer to on of the "baby" dragons if I wanted to fly lower. So I did, when we passed a small dragon I jumped off and managed to land on him. He was a black dragon, but showed me he could go invisible as well. As we flew closer to the ground, I noticed some people in the back of a truck. With my invisible dragon, we flew over their heads and matched speed with the truck. Some idiot kid picked up an apple and threw it at me, but it hit the underside of my invisible dragon. That took him off guard, and he seemed to be frightened. My dragon didn't care, he probably didn't even feel it hit him.

My dream transitions again and I'm in my grandparents' house trying to find some breakfast. There aren't any clean bowls, but I grab one and start scrubing it under hot running water in the sink with a washcloth. I start imagining foods and they start appearing around me. There is chocolate cake and white cake nearby. I leave the bowl sit under the running water and almost eat the cake, it looks so yummy. I just want to grab a handfull and cram it into my mouth but I don't yet. I will more exotic foods into existance around the corner in a pantry area. I go into the pantry, and to the side is a refrigerated display case with unusual meats and fruits. I sample a varitey of stuff and it all has very different tastes. Some of the fruit looks like papaya or kuiwi, but it has a taste so unusual that my brain doesn't even know how to process what it tastes like.

My dream reminds me of a book I seen before in the image below.

Saturday 4/21/12 bed 11:30
WBTB 3:24 - 3:50

DR 1 - Dragons
I'm in a huge courtyard of a huge mall, rather futuristic looking. There is more people with me, I'm part of a group. I look at the skies and see a huge bird. Skinny, long tail, I know he has no feathers. I'm thinking it's pterodactyl. There is more of them following the first one and I can see these better. They are dragons. As if they just noticed us, they start swooping down lower and over the courtyard. I think they are grabbing people, but I don't see it. I decide to go someplace else and walk to the elevator. It has no walls and I'm worried it offers no protection from the dragons. But it has a roof, so we'll be ok.

DR 2 - execution area
I'm in an area behind some low apartment building. There is a white wall separating backyards of this building with this area. I'm told it's an execution place. It's in Poland. Political prisoners used to be executed by firing squad there. The ground is mostly just dusty soil made hard by heavy use. I find some piece of uniform, like knee guard of modern soldiers. I show it to somebody and confirms to me it's Polish because of the polish eagle on it. We find some more stuff, one is Hungarian with hungarian language inscription - magyar... and one is Swiss with inscription Helvetic... Totally surprised to find the swiss emblem. There are few soldiers there. We see a rocket in the air and I think someone is shooting at us. But no, soldiers on the ground are firing rockets into the air. I look at the ground and move some dried weeds around to find the lid for the equipment they are shooting from. I don't want to be standing on one of those when they decide to shoot a rocket up. Then I see a mortar that has been fired from. I hear a countdown and I walk by another mortar, not realizing that's the one they are getting ready to fire from. My head is just an inch from the business end of the mortar and I can hear the sound of the projectile and feel the air being pushed by it in the barrel. People scream no!, ouch!, not there! I wake up.

DR 3 - yard
I'm walking in a backyard behind my house in NZ. There is a bunch of trees with bear branches, like in winter, that I feel were like miniatures, but they were normally bearing fruit. The branches were suppose to be nice and thin, but someone pointed out to me, that these are as thick as the trunk and they should be trimmed. I'm like, OK.