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im walking around my house in trance of a false awakening I start melting this white goo

then I start touching the walls an evaporate then start forming into a cloud as start form I get entrap in it burning as melting glass as I'm crystallizing in the water smokes starts coming bodyfrom my then I as ice cream start melting as vanilla then fall on the floor in a big vanilla mess

I was dreaming that I had joined some type of pixie group that hid their powers and kept to themselves. I then somehow realized I was in a dream because my state of mind is very paranoid and I get suspicious pretty easily. I created this group to be evil, they were after me because I realized I was lucid dreaming. I needed to get away and I was really scared because I couldn't move my body, but my main priority was getting away from the pixies. I was walking away and told them I needed water when I started running and they chased after me. I knew that It was my dream and I could take advantage of the situation by creating a void of darkness that would take me somewhere else where I was away and that only I could go through it. So, as the bad nerd as I was, I did that and jumped in. Now that I was out, I just wanted to get out of the lucid dream. I knew what was happening but I was scared because I thought I would be trapped forever. I tried killing myself, inflicting pain, screaming, NOTHING WORKED. I overheard a cough from an old man and I opened the door to see him dying. That's when I broke, because I'm so extremely sensitive to death and I care about others more than myself. I screamed in agony next to him, didn't work. The only other thing however that could possibly work but had so many infinite outcomes that were unknown was of letting it all happen to me, to stop fighting. So I did, and I woke up.
That's the story of my first Lucid Dream.

I remember I was in some sort of tower and I was lucid. I went tried going downstairs but the I saw that everything was turning redish. One of my friends told me, "We shouldn't go down there, that's hell." I got frightened and turned and ran up the stairway and then I reached somewhere that was full of people, it seemed normal and ordinary, people were having fun.
Then a man came and shouted, "Dear people, I invite you all to my farewell ceremony." Since I was curious to see what this ceremony was, I accepted his invitation and so did alot of other people as well.

Then we went up some more stairs, then suddenly I entered some place that was bright and seemed familiar. Then the man spoke to us about how he died. in the end he told us that because we came to bid him farewell, he will grant one wish to each of us. Then the people went to him one by one asking him for things like god's blessing. Then I went up to him, and said, "If it's alright...I want to see my grand father again. Just one more time. Please?" (My grand father passed away long before I was born but I have seen him once in a dream when I was young. I knew what he looked like and sounded like through video tapes of him)

Then the man told me, "I can't bring people back to life...But I will bring him to you right now." "
I was so happy that I hugged the man and he hugged back. Then slowly I felt the man's body change, I looked at his face and instead I saw my grandfather. I started crying and hugging him even more tightly and then I woke up.

Dream from night of 7-26-11


I was in some sort of school or colorful building. I was in real trouble because I was going to die. I didn't know how, where, or when but I knew that I was fated to die. It had to happen, in order for other events to occur and the world to move on. I had to die, and I had accepted this. (the entire dream) I spent time getting my things managed, putting things in place, and trying to get a hold of my family to tell them the bad news, and say good-bye. I couldn't get a hold of anyone, my brother, my parents, my roommates. I even tried calling my ex. All I could do was leave messages of me saying good-bye. While I was doing this there was a short, blonde, kind of puggy woman following me around, wearing an all black lacy dress. (Kind of a goth look). She kept taunting me, and teasing me about my death. I just tried to ignore her but she kept following me around. I had a feeling that she was a part of it somehow or orchestrating it. I actually caught her trying to steal my soul. She was a sorceress. I took back what part of my soul she managed to steal and for some reason said "you can't steal a music major's soul." I ran away from her and ran to my dad's house. I was just waiting for my time to come..still trying to reach any of my family. I looked outside and thought, "wonder when this is all going to go down..." with that though a black horse and carriage came down my street, driven by a massive figure dressed in black and with a mask over his face. I said, "there it is I guess". They stopped short, right in front of my neighbors house. I saw through my neighbors big living room window, to see the nuclear christian family that lived there, sitting around in the room playing guitar and singing together. The driver of the carriage along with a short man, and a tall lanky butler dressed man, charge through the big window and just slaughtered the family. I tried shouting to them to ask if it's me they wanted....the butler man heard me turned around and gave me the "one moment" signal with his index finger, then continued inside my neighbors house to kill them. After they were done they came up to the end of my yard and urged me to come inside the carriage. It was the carriage of death. They were invisible to everyone else but me. I got inside the carriage and knew that they would take me to the place of my execution.


I woke up.