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We were at a place that resembled Hot Topic, but it wasn't a store, it was the home of a race, a race that horded mainly magical objects. I was there with Kyle and another boy, perhaps Tristan or Linkster, and some others may have been with us at some point.
The "people" living there, though human in appearance, were certainly something else, something alien. They started out as hospitable as could be, but quickly proved to be manipulative and devious. They would not let us leave.
We had to fight our way out, or rather, I did. Kyle and friend made it outside and I then proceeded to make several trips back to retrieve our belongings as well as some others that looked useful. Kyle had a huge pile of what appeared to be trading cards which the race's leader had taken, presumably because of their magical properties, and the stupid things took me two trips to save. Kyle was relieved to see them, but he was being too useless for me to care.

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A child needed to be created. In a bathtub was a clear liquid in which he would be born. Next to it were two loofahs, one of which contained the DNA of the parents, and one of which contained unknown DNA. I placed both into the tub, but nothig happened. A young man who was with me stepped into the tub. I knew him, but I don't believe I've ever seen him before in my life. He knew, apparently, how this worked, and had Will step into the tub with him. I closed the curtain, because often in dreams what keeps things from working is that I'm staring at them. A few seconds later though, Will told me to open the curtain, that I had to see it. I did, and before my eyes a child of about four was growing out of nowhere. It was amazing to watch. Another few moments of this and it was finished. A strong little blonde boy stood there in the tub. The young man said that he was made from four different people's DNA, but that he was to be my brother.

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I can fly. I can always fly. It's my favorite thing to do. In a field with my friends I was demonstrating my skill, and trying to teach them.

Sunday, 2/17/13 Bed 12:30am Took 50mg B-complex at 3:30pm Drinking water before bed and each time I woke up

DR1 - 2:50am - I'm modding with someone. Then we walk home and when we get there, now I'm suppose to drive him home.

DR2 - 5:02am - I'm on almost flat plains. Ground is covered in snow. It's not very deep, some dirt is still showing through. Grey, wintery skies.

We are retrieving to defendable position that is on a very small hill with some remnants of buildings. Mostly just few crumbled walls. As we reach the top, I see an enemy horse rider, and there is a hole bunch of them behind him coming fast. We run back down, between the walls and get ready.

DR3 - 7:15am I just got on a bus. Take a seat and realize I should have some bus tickets (narrow strips of paper), but I don't think I do. I start looking anyway, because everybody is going in their bags. I think the inspector is on the bus.

Then I see someone pay cash to the driver. I walk up and ask if I can pay for the ride. She asks me if I wouldn't wanna buy a whole book of tickets. I ask how much - she says $11, if I have that much money. I look at the wad of bills in my hand and start pulling out a $10 bill and look for $1 bill, when I spot an $11 bill and I hand her that. I sit down and I have 4 sheets of paper in my hand, two different shades of green and pink with tickets printed on them.

A passenger comes on, sits to my left and eats some candy from a small bag. Driver makes a comment about his yummy candy and calls him by his name. Now she also has candy and big chocolate easter egg in a basket where the ticket machine is. I wish I could taste some australian candy. A boy sitting in the first seats on the left throws me a candy bar.

As we are stopped, I see some very young kids, dressed in worn out t-shirts by the bus. The all carry Kalashnikovs. One woman seems to be their leader. I turn to the passenger behind me and say something like we are screwed.

They get on a bus in orderly manner. Someone says we should stand up. We do. As they walk the isle, people are scared. They seem to be looking for someone, or just seeing whom they should take. I prop my chin with my fist and act as if I can't see them and I look out the window.

They usher us of the bus. I'm with a group of people. I see a lady in a house window mouth to me "I'm calling the cops". We go through some door in a fence. Suddenly no one from our captors is there. I say why don't we just leave. But they walk thorugh another door. I stay outside, between two fences. A guy walks nearby and I yell at him to call the cops. To tell them, these guys have Kalashnikovs.

One of the bad guys walks by and enters the gate. I act as nothing is happening. Then I go another direction. This whole area seems like a construction zone or a large factory. Huge pipes, ceiling cranes, concrete floor...

I start climbing through some piles of pipes, there are some other people there. I get to a hallway and some rooms. I peak into rooms, trying to find exit. Before I walk in a room, I try to see if there is a shadow moving underneath the door, that way I would know someone is in there.

Just a bit anxious during this dream, not scared. But didn't have the good feel of a chase as many of my "hide and seek" dreams have.

NOTE: I've been doing 9 purif breathing almost every night this week, except once when I was too tired. Then I did some reverse RC/ADA, but I can barely do it every hour. Will continue for another week. I also do zhine meditation focusing on the breath, but I can barely do so without my mind jumping to dozens of other thoughts.


6:10 a.m.

A red scorpion with a jeweled yellow crown.

Running away from a demon, which does not react to banishing techniques we know.

There's a book that might be available in a moving bookstore. I or someone else said that we've looked through a lot of bookstores already, but it's worth a try. The book is available. The price should be around 400 or 450 pesos, but the vendor changed it to 1000 or 2000. I declined, then he started to move his mobile bookstore away. I or something else killed him. I vaguely remember throwing the mobile bookstore into bits. Something fell off the sky and trashed the dilapidated bookstore. I think the book has something we can use against the demon. I recall seeing my crush (B.Sasdfasdf), but not sure what happened.

An escape.

9:35 a.m.

Running or escaping. Going up and down a building. There's a way to go up or down. An elevator and a zip line.

Last night I got to bed extremely early and therefore had awesome recall. To avoid a super long post, I'll post them all separately.

12.01.2012

Fly, Flee, Fight (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Looking in the mirror, I am horrified to realize that one of my front teeth has been chipped. The more I look at it, the worse it gets. "This HAS to be a dream," I think, though I'm convinced that it is reality. Even so, I do a reality check and am relieved (and surprised) to find that I am, in fact, dreaming.

I head to the living room and run into my brother. "I'm dreaming," I tell him. He suddenly morphs into a rather girlish looking boy with long black hair. "Cool," he says. "What are you going to do?"

"I just want to go out and explore." I say. "A kind of vacation from the stress of earlier in the dream." My feet are cold and I am looking for socks and shoes to put on, then I wonder why I'm bothering with such silly details. Shoes will automatically appear on my feet if I walk outside.

Sure enough, they do.

The boy who was previously my brother steps outside with me. "I know of a cool place we could go," he tells me excitedly. "Follow me!" He proceeds to fly off in a southward direction. Wanting to add new places to my dream map, I hurriedly follow, though I have always had problems flying at the fast pace that he is keeping. Suddenly, I realize EXACTLY how to do it and I am flying faster than ever before to keep up with him. ((I'm clearly not paying attention to where we're going, however, because though I KNOW we were originally going south, we end up in the northern woods of my dream world.))

We land in a small area in the woods that appears to be a village of Fairies. The Fairies are human sized with bright, colorful wings. We spend a lot of time talking to them, and they give us some sort of Honorary Fairy status.

We decide to have a race with some of the Fairies that will end at my house. There are many colorful floating checkpoints in the air that mark the route we are supposed to take. We have to fly as close to the markers as we can to get points and to make sure we're not taking any shortcuts.

We take off and I easily follow the trail of checkpoints, even when it shoots way up into the air and then does complicated spirals and loops downward. It's amazingly fun!

The race is interrupted, however, when some kind of strange force crash lands us into a cabin in the woods. Inside the cabin is a large square patch of ice, kind of like a skating rink that isn't round. We are playing around with this when suddenly a door opens in the back and the same force sucks the two Fairies with us into a back room. A sinister feeling suddenly overwhelms us, and I temporarily lose lucidity as the boy and I run from the cabin in terror, some unseen evil chasing quickly after us.

Suddenly I stop, becoming lucid again and realizing that I'm being cowardly. I force the boy to stop, too. "We can't just leave our friends back there!" I yell at him.

"But we don't have anything to fight with," he stammers, afraid.

"This is a dream, MAKE a weapon. Like this!" I act as though I'm drawing a sword from a sheath at my side. I can feel the sword in my hand, but it seems to be invisible.

"There's nothing there!" He yells.

"Hey, an invisible sword works just as well as a visible one," I defend. At this time, an evil woman and her scary looking cat-creature approach us. The cat lunges at me, but I decapitate it with my invisible sword. I grin, pleased that this actually worked.

The woman then criticizes my fighting skills, saying that my stance is off and that I'm holding my sword wrong. She says she'll have to teach me. We end up having a mock sword fight with plastic zip ties. She seems rather bored, so I perform a sneak attack with my zip tie to prove that I'm a competent fighter. I barely touch her arm, and if you've ever seen a zip tie it's obviously not sharp in the slightest and extremely flimsy, so I am shocked when it cuts her nearly clean in half!!! She falls to the ground in a pool of blood, a surprised look on her face.

I wake up shortly afterwards.

Last night I got to bed extremely early and therefore had awesome recall. To avoid a super long post, I'll post them all separately.

12.01.2012

Hunted (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

An evil woman is dead set on killing me. I have foiled her plans numerous times and have run to far away places, but she always manages to find me. I am afraid to even sleep, because I'd be left open to attack.

My escape takes me to a cliff by a vast ocean. I believe I have just drowned the woman and that all of my troubles are over. As I am walking towards the forest across from the cliff, a huge form flies towards me. It is a vampire with enormous bat wings who has skin the color of red rocks. He is wearing nothing but a kind of loin cloth. "Look out!" he shouts at me, and I duck as he swoops over my head and attacks the woman who is somehow still alive.

When he is satisfied that she is dead, he picks me up and flies with me into the woods. It is an amazing experience, and I want to just keep flying around with him for as long as I can. However, all too soon we hear an eerie noise behind us. "How can this be?" the vampire asks, alarmed. "She's alive?" Suddenly realization strikes us both: the woman has turned into a vampire!!!

He sets me down and tells me to run; he'll hold her off for me while I get away. I do what he says, but it isn't long before the vampire lady is once again right at my heels. I hope the other vampire is alright...

I slide down a steep slope to get more ground between us, when I come across a small black dog. "We've got to run!" I tell the dog.

"No," she says. "I'll take care of her." I wonder how a dog her size is going to help in this situation at ALL, but to my surprise the woman seems terrified of her. She will not come near me while I'm standing behind the dog. Weird...

I look around and notice a camouflaged army truck parked nearby. "We can get away in that," I tell the dog. She agrees and we run to the truck. She sits beside me in the passenger seat and says I should look for money in the glove compartment. "I don't have time for that," I tell her, "and besides, I don't want to steal from soldiers, I just want to get out of here."

The good vampire shows up at this point and offers to drive. As we are speeding out of the forest, he asks how I got away from the woman. "This little black dog helped me," I say.

"Little black dog!?" the dog screetches, apparently offended at the term.

"Um, sorry?"

Night of 11/17/12

I am wandering around the dream world, just exploring and playing around with my dream powers. At one point, I am giving some DCs a tour of my dream map.

As I am walking, I look up in the sky and notice several missiles headed straight for us. I immediately flee from their path in great leaping bounds. After they've been detonated, one of my "crew members" tells me they were set off by a traitor.

I instantly call out the traitor and he begins chasing me and my informant. I run, thrilled to have some excitement. We are on the roof of a building; my informant tells me she cannot jump to the next roof. "It's too far!" she cries.

"No it's not," I tell her. "Just jump! You'll make it." I grab her hand and drag her along with me as I jump to the next building, making sure she lands safely on her feet.

Looking over my shoulder, I note that the traitor is in hot persuit. Okay, running time is over. "Stand back," I tell my companion as I draw a sword from thin air.

The traitor quickly approaches with a sword of his own. He is an excellent fighter, but I can see every move he is going to make and easily parry his attacks. Finally, I kick him off balance and hold him to the ground, keeping him in place as the rest of my crew comes to take him away.

Night of 10/8/12

I am lucid, though it seems to be a very low level.

I have accidentally awakened an evil Goddess, who is sending horrific atrocities to torment me. A large, disturbing deity has risen up from the ground, among other horrors. Narration claims there are Holy Books at my disposal to get rid of everything, but I cannot see the books.

I flee and somehow end up with a talking sheep as a companion. We enter a building and are given a riddle that has something to do with a certain "Flor." I'm assuming that it's some sort of Earth Goddess reference. Somehow it ends up being a demented Silent Hill version of my friend Amanda who crawls from a stained glass window toward me.

All sorts of creepy people whose eyes and mouths are stapled shut appear. They start shooting needles at me, which hurt A LOT. I try to escape, but they swarm me and drag me to the ground. Even though I know it is a dream, it is still very freaky. I am considering whether or not to classify the dream as a nightmare while the creatures proceed to pile on top of me. I force myself into a false awakening.

I am with some friends. We were escaping from some people, or maybe just hiding. We were in our high school, near the quadrangle. It looked like a forest there.

Then a van passes by. It's M., my high school crush (who I was obsessed with). He invites us in, although I am wary. I sat in the front row of the van, near the window. The others are sitting behind.

M. sits beside me, to my right. I am hesitant, but after a while, I put my head on his left shoulder, and we held hands, both hands resting on our legs.

I am in some sort of abandoned building at night. It's in the middle of some city. The PLUS people appear, and we talk. Not sure of what.

i think my dream self is partially aware, teaching me how to lucid dream. We are in some sort of technological facility, and it feels more like a game.


NOTES:

I slept at around 11 p.m., and I watched United States of Tara most of the day. I also wrote some pieces of a story about a wanderer. I was very emotional when I wrote it, in love perhaps? Before sleeping, I recall thinking about how to add a crushing ending.

10/18/12
between 5:00 and 6:00 am
Non Lucid

The first part is a little fragmented. There were some bad guys and after shooting one of there leaders through the head I realized that they would not die from something like a gun shot.. they were vampires.

Part two was fairly clear. Me and a few guys were escaping the vamps buy running down this fairly large industrial corridor. One of us was pretty heavy set guy who was injured. The others went ahead of us and I was pretty sure that our injured pace would allow the bad guys to head us off. We wound up taking the elevator to the parking garage were we decided that we would hide him in the trunk of an old Dodge Dart and push the back seat forward a little so that he could breath.

The plan was risky but it apparently worked. The next thing I remember was standing out in the parking garage in the safety of the sunlight plotting our next move with the group of guys I had escaped with.

October 17, 2012 - The night after the nap!

Pre-knowledge: I didn't do any of my normal techniques, nor did I attempt to become lucid. I just went to bed, because I was SO tired

The Dream:

The first thing I remember was that I was in line for a roller coaster. The line went up and up and up, because the docking platform for the carts was very high off the ground. This guy in a suit came up to me, grabbed my arm, and pulled me passed everyone in the line. The gate to the docking platform opened and he shoved me through, I tripped up a little bit. I looked back and the guy was gone. There was nobody operating the controls for the roller coaster. There were no carts. Everyone in line was staring at me. Suddenly, a cart came in to the station. I got in the front seat. It didn't move. Everyone was still just staring at me.

There was a gap or a jump in my dream, and I was in a small coastline town. Maybe only a couple hundred people in it. There were a few small bars I visited, nothing interesting happened. Except, I did have a drink at one of the bars. It made my vision extremely blurry. It only persisted for a little while. I walked around the town. There was a street that was designated to roadside shops. I walked down it, browsing for something. I don't know what.

Again there was another blur I don't remember, but after that I tried to get away from the town, because it was a bad place to be. There was a path that led up into the country-side that I walked up. And it winded into a crevice. I continued following the path through the crevice. After some walking, I turned the corner, and there was a large gate. It was a wall of aluminum that kind of opened up like a garage. There was a guard on top that said "No passing through," so I turned around.

It was dinner time, so I went back to that pub/bar. My friend Kevin was there. I asked what he wanted for dinner. He said "I'll have water.. and a bass guitar." I didn't question it. I ate. He drank his water. After, we went to this auditorium. There was a TON of people here. I'm pretty sure the whole town gathered up. I sat in the audience and Kevin went backstage. It turned out to be a talent show.

A bunch of acts played but the only one I remember was this kid with dreads who's last name was Hoody. He was a rapper. He did pretty well, and used his last name in a few lines. It was interesting. He looked at me after every line. I was in the front. So I wasn't sure if it was just because I was in the front, or because he just felt like looking at me. It was kind of creepy. Then there was another hazy part that I don't remember.

The next thing I remember was that I still had the desire to leave the town. I went to the coastline/beach with my friend Kevin. I figured we could swim away in the ocean. Right when I set foot on the water, four or five policemen popped up out of nowhere in what looked like to be some advanced jet skis and prevented us from going in.

Another blur happened. I went to these giant docks (what looked like a harbor,) and got on a battleship. I was standing on the very bow of the battleship, and it pulled out of port. I saw this as a way of escape from that piece of garbage town. After a few minutes of riding the waves, the huge guns behind me turned to starboard side and started firing. I couldn't really see what it was shooting at, but the sound and smoke knocked me down a little bit. It was kind of like getting flashbanged, but not as intense. A torpedo hit the side of the boat, and it went down, I jumped off the other side of the boat before it tipped and nose-dove into the water. I was a couple hundred feet underwater for some reason, and the boat came down on top of me.

Suddenly, I was back riding the battleship again. And the same exact thing happened. It was as if I respawned. The torpedo hit the battleship, but this time, I jumped off the opposite side I had before. I lived. I saw the ship go down, underwater, and it seemed to be on fire underwater. Smoke was billowing from it. I swam to the surface, and woke up.

Analysis:
I'll go deeper into this later. I have to go take an exam.

NOTE: Afternoon, 100

A party or gathering. LGBT. Escape. A small town. Manapla? A hidden path. We were trying to escape some people who were riding a jeep which will go around the plaza/QC circle and find us there. We hurried into a path that seemed safe. We criss-crossed the paths to make sure they won't find us. It looked like a small barrio. Rested in a house. Then, from afar, we saw the people chasing us. They saw us.

NOTES: Afternoon, 100 countdown

A mall. I am trying to escape. From who or what? Seems everyone is an enemy. I need to change face. I was on the road, traveling, walking. It was raining. The secret names of god. We are unprepared for risk.

My apartment. The Owenby family. Run race. Woman stacking something at my back door. “Obviously I'm breaking into your house.” Caught in the steam. Taking pamprin but Laura says no. Two psychic girls. I was stuck in the stream. I know a waterfall is near. We are in the river. Near shore we find an escape. We find it difficult to get onto the ledge. My accomplice grabs onto the edge and uses me as leverage.
Entering my apartment in Twisted City. I am walking down the back alley entrance. As I approach I see a brunette woman at the steps of my back door. She is in her forties or fifties, curly hair and olive skin. She is sorting and stacking a tray of something. Whatever they are, they are smaller than her palm and sparkly. A flower shape comes to mind. She turns to me bent over and says, “Obviously I’m breaking into your house.” I smile at her and pass the whole thing off as if she were telling a funny joke. I edge past her and see the silver tray of colorful items. In my small apartment I make my way to the front door. I exit and find myself in another alley. It is a dead end. Two girls and their mother reside here. They want to play with me. Their mother tells me they are the most powerful psychics in the world.

Photosynthesis. Forest. A vision. A fight. Escape. We are a small group. Students.
A boy. School. Students.

I don't usually have many risqué dreams, but this one was pretty interesting. ((This contains some slightly mature content, so don't read if you're not comfortable with this, please.))

Night of 9/30/12

["Where is the White Dragon!?"]
I am looking out the window late at night, when I see what appears to be two large dragons fighting high up in the starry sky. As I watch, their fight grows closer and closer to the ground until they are right outside my house. I can now see that one is white with scales and the other is a black-feathered dragon. Both are about as big as the house itself.

The white dragon soon kills her opponent and begins to feast upon him, when she suddenly sees me watching from the window. I don't believe she'll bother attacking me since she has just made a kill, but I am wrong. The dragon sticks her head through the open window and makes a snap at me.

I run to the other end of the house--- she follows. Eventually I am forced to jump out a window and make an escape. The dragon soon follows me, however, eyes glowing bright yellow in the dark.

When I reach the graveyard, I realize that I will never outrun such a massive creature. I stop and wait for her to approach, thinking desperately for a plan. "Don't kill me," I say, "I can be of use to you."

The dragon suddenly transforms into a girl who looks perhaps a bit older than I. "And what exactly do you have to offer me?" she purrs, looking at me in amusement.

I sigh, realizing what she wants. "Myself," I tell her resignedly.

She grins. "Hmm. That sounds like it might just be a good deal. Okay then." She giggles and pulls me forward, lying back on the ground and positioning me on top of her. "Touch me," she orders.

I lift up her shirt and slowly trail my fingers along her smooth stomach while she watches me with an interested expression. After a few moments, she complains that I'm tickling her. Smiling slightly to myself, I deliberately stroke her stomach a few more times before moving my hands a bit higher and kneading her breasts. She closes her eyes and moans.

Before I can take things even further, bright lights suddenly shine all around us. Oh crap.

Apparently the sounds of the dragon fight alarmed the neighborhood, and authorities were sent to deal with the matter. Some of the men present are leaders of an important club I had joined a few hours earlier, and I am somewhat embarrassed to be caught in this situation. I look down at the dragon-girl, chagrined. She seems more alarmed than embarrassed.

I get off of her, and while I am distracted with the leering looks of the moronic men standing beside me, some people (dragon hunters, I believe) grab my dragon-girl and run off with her. As soon as I realize this, I become filled with worry and take off after them. I have to save her!

Some friends of mine are now helping me track the dragon hunters down. They are slowly climbing the side of a building. "Why are you wasting time climbing when this is a dream?" I shout impatiently. "Fly, you idiots!" I leap on top of the building and jump from rooftop to rooftop until I reach some old ruins where I find the hunters.

They are armed to the teeth, while I must rely on my own hands. Soon, however, I manage to kick one of the hunters off the top of the ruins and steal his knife. I then hold one of the others at knife point and yell, "Where is the White Dragon!?" He refuses to answer, so I slit his throat.

Suddenly, I hear dragon like noises to my left, at a large seemingly vacant area where there are chains. I "remember" that the dragon can turn invisible, so I rush past all the other hunters to where she's lying. She reappears, in dragon form. She's lying on her back, bleeding badly from a large wound in her gut.

"It's gonna be okay," I tell her as soothingly as I can manage, gently hugging her massive form. "I'll get you out of here." But she seems to be in a really bad state, and I don't know how I will manage this.

I wake up shortly afterwards.