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To begin, I was being told that I needed to find a real job other than the volunteer work at the city hall that I was doing (I am not doing any volunteer work at the city hall. Perhaps inspired by my previous desire to join the volunteer fire department, or my past efforts of volunteering at city hall). I started to work at the local grocery store, "Read's Food Store". All was going well for most of the day, until the boss started being a pain in the neck. She told me to mop the floors - I began to mop the floors. But for some reason, she was yelling at me the whole time, saying things over and over again, effectively creating a scene. At one point she insulted my stepmother, who was present at the time that she said it! I occasionally corrected my boss's sideways logic, but other than that, I continued to work.

When the day was over, I went to a table, which had all of my possessions on it. Including my dream journal and personal journal (I worried about having forgotten my dream journal throughout the dream, and never did a RC. Nice going). Instead of my Texas folks coming to pick me up, it was my Indiana folks. We hopped in the car and went off to a hotel that they were staying in. The notable thing about the hotel room was the urinal. It was a black panther in the stalking pose. With its mouth open round. In order to use the urinal, one would place his penis inside of the panther's mouth.

Going back to mart, for parts of the dream that I don't know where to place chronologically.
I was involved in some sort of spy mission, with T'Pol from Star Trek:Enterprise, and a random male figure.

While taking a break from work at the grocery store, I was assigned to take photographs of the intersection at the single stoplight in town. I noticed like 3 police cars in the photo, going through the intersection (Likely caused by the amount of ridiculous police activity in town lately, and my having been followed and harassed by police in recent months). And somehow some way, in the photograph I was able to zoom in on one specific police car. As I zoomed in, the photograph followed the car as it drove down the road, dodged some folks crossing the street in the ghetto, then left town.


When I turned to face the intersection again, I saw a badly damaged car that was flipped upside down, and a few meters away was a car with minor damage.
The driver of the car with minor damage was seemingly upset about the dents on his own car, while the other bystanders and I were focusing on helping the person in the overturned car. I asked if anyone had called the fire department yet.. (In my town, we have to wait for EMS to come from the city - our volunteer fire department is our first response to emergencies)
The man in the overturned car crawled out of the car. As it turns out, he was a conjoined twin... He had one body and two heads. His brother was complaining of his neck hurting badly and being "twisted", and the other brother was being relatively calm. A strange siren sounds, and a 1950s fire truck shows up.(Not out of place, actually. Our fire department consists of civilian pick up trucks and two old fire trucks from the 60s and 50s). I went back to work, as emergency response had come.


Later on, I was in my room talking to T'Pol and the other spy. They said that our current mission was to destroy evidence and dispose of dead bodies. T'Pol was working on a USB drive, while the other guy is bagging bodies. T'Pol seems to think that smashing the USB connection piece would be sufficient. I tell her that we should get inside the USB drive and smash the ROM chip. So I begin to try to dismantle the drive, which is for some reason a zip-up bag... Every time I unzip a bag, there's another one inside to unzip! I continue this loop for a while before finally taking it apart and finding out that there's no more to a USB drive than the connector piece. That the connector piece is the only part of the USB drive and the rest of it is just a grip. I must have been fundamentally wrong about USB drives, right? I should have become lucid here lol


I heard a noise - I go out in the hallway armed with a screwdriver... I kick the door open - It's just my brother. He tells me that my friend is over. "Tell him to come on up", I say. When I go back to my room, the male figure throws me a small foam basketball, made of the same material that the USB drive's bags were made of. The ball has some sort of text on it, and is perfectly crafted. My partners said that they made it out of the USB drive bags. No time! I tell them about my friend coming up, and suggest that they return to base. T'Pol tells me that it would be illogical to return to base because it would consume too many resources. So I come up with a plan to introduce the two to my friend as a regular friend.

And then I woke up.

This one is kind of old and happened right after my last entry.
I haven't really found the time to write it down until now.
My dreams are also getting kind of long, which is amazing, but also kind of a pain to write down.


The time is ticking.
I have no choice but to diffuse the bomb, there is no way we'll get out of the explosion radius in time.
I quickly grab an electric screwdriver from my back pocket and start removing the digital clock mounted on top of the bomb.
There is less than one minute left on the timer.

"Hurry up!"
"Shut it!"

Removing the clock reveals a highly complex maze of cabling.
Screw this!
I remove the electronics as well, in the hopes of finding a simpler set of cabling leading to the warhead.
Fortunately I am right. The whole electronics are wired to the warhead by only two thick cables.
I can do this!
But my short burst of confidence is quickly shattered by a rather troublesome discovery.
The warhead is nuclear.
How the fuck did this happen? How did anyone manage to acquire a nuclear fucking bomb?

A quick look at the dismantled clock reveals that I have 7 seconds left.
I decide to cut one of the cables at random.

"I know this setup! Cut the red one!"

I move my knife to the red cable, but it shifts colors with the other yellow one.
Whenever I switch, the cable colors switch as well. It's impossible to cut the red one. WTF!

Seeing the last few seconds run out, I notice that I'm not really scared to die.
I wonder why that is.
Oh...

Yeah...
I start rubbing my hands but am interrupted by the bomb hitting zero and audibly powering up.
Well... this is not good. I might wake up because of that.
I think about quickly portaling the bomb away before it goes off, but then I notice that it is plugged into the wall with an extension cord.
Really?
I unplug it and the warhead turns off.
Lol.

I resume rubbing my hands but I am yet again interrupted, this time by the DC that was with me.
I unsummon him because I have no time to deal with DC's right now.
I need to stabilize the dream and get my second lesson in time dilation...

... I'm in Haven with Yuya and Liv.
I have trouble stabilizing the dream but eventually manage to get there.
Once stable I immediately get back to doing the awareness technique from the previous dream, sort of to show off in case Yuya tests me.
But she doesn't. There is simply no need, she is fully aware of my thoughts and how aware I am right now.
Liv is curious about what we are doing and I have a difficult time explaining it to her.
She is unaware of the difficulty of remaining in a dream or the concept of stability.

We walk along a path that I remember. I've been here before but I cannot quite remember what I was doing.
Then I see the water pools, yep, this is the fighting practice area.
Yuya starts walking onto one of the pools and I follow her.
Walking on water is second nature to me nowadays, but thinking back, it's the first thing that Yuya taught me when I met her again.

I suddenly get goosebumps and instinctively power up and take a defensive stance.
Huh? It was Yuya.I felt the shock of her suddenly powering up.

"Nice reaction!"
"Cheers. What are we doing?"

I barely manage to block her attack as she blinks towards me.
Without my recent training she would have knocked me unconscious with this.
I'm kind of in the mood to fight her now, I wonder how I compare to her nowadays.
I smile.

"Awareness Hyu."
"What? Oh, you've got to be kidding me! During a fight???"
"Why? Are you scared that I'll slap you across the face?"
"Hahaha, alright, let's do this!"

I awaken the dragon and charge towards her.
She easily blocks all of my attacks. No surprise there though.
So far so good, I manage to remain fully aware of my surroundings.
The fight is pretty tame, I don't get myself into uncomfortable positions, have I gotten closer to the skill level of Yuya?

She summons her pressurized spheres.
Well shit. I forgot about those.
The spheres are horribly dangerous and difficult to fight against.
She basically creates 5 water spheres about the size of a basket balls.
Then she compresses them down to the size of a grain of sand.
I'm not even sure how it's possible to compress a liquid at all.

The pressure of these spheres is immense. They can be used both defensively and offensively.
She moves them around telepathically at extreme speeds and can make them burst whenever she wants,
releasing the contained water at extreme pressures, cutting through anything in their way.

You really can't let them touch you unless you don't mind loosing a limb.
Fighting against them requires a lot of blinking, which causes stability problems due to the distorted vision.

It would be rather useful to have my katana right now, but I'm not using it in a practice battle with Yuya, it's too dangerous.
I don't use the dragon eyes either, because the thought on using them on a friend scares the shit out of me.
In return she doesn't use her water extraction technique, which I wouldn't know how to fight against.
I only saw her use it once in a fight.
Within a split second she extracted the entire blood from her enemy and he died on the spot.
It's a really scary technique.

What am I doing?
I'm thinking too much. I should look for openings instead and strike whenever I see one.
But Yuya is way too skilled to provide such an opening, I'll have to force one.
I create and launch spheres of compressed energy at her. Those are rather explosive and fairly dangerous.
I got the idea from her water spheres. Attacks of compressed energy have their advantages.
They are much more efficient against single targets.
The technique is also cheap energy wise, so I can cast it a lot, making it an ideal tool to get someone off balance.

She is moving 3 of her water spheres into a defensive position to cope with my relentless attacks.
Time to get serious.
I make an aggressive blink, right in front of her, and try to strike her with a fist.
This is obviously not going to work, I expect her to blink away.
I'm using a multiblink attack, which is very difficult to perform.
I try to feel where she's going to blink to to dodge my attack and blink myself to the new location simultaneously.

Blinking usually has some sort of cooldown, making this impossible, but using enough energy it is possible to force it.
The energy required to do this is ludicrous though, so multiblink attacks are extremely exhausting.
But you basically put your opponent into a position where he is forced to multiblink as well to dodge the attack.
Yuya and I are skilled enough to do it about 4-5 times in a row, but after that everything hurts.
Your aura is completely unstable at that point and takes seconds to recover, during which you cannot focus your energy at all.

The reason I'm using such an attack is to nullify an immense advantage she has over me.
She doesn't need to stay lucid. She lives in this world, I am merely a visitor.

Here she goes.
2 Blinks... 3, 4, and finally a fifth.
The energy in my fist has completely dissipated due to all the blinking, and she can now easily block it.
I land on the water surface and have difficulty remaining on top due to my now unstable aura.

I attack her again, purely physically this time, as I neither of us can focus any energy.
Whoever manages to focus his energy first will have the tremendous advantage of launching the first serious attack.
I might have the advantage on this, dragonic energy is extremely unstable by nature, so I'm used to it.
I should be able to focus my energy before my aura has fully stabilized.

I can feel my aura tingling. This should be enough!
I focus energy into the tattoo stretched over my right arm and quickly cast a fire based attack towards Yuya.
She dodges it by blinking.
How the hell can she do that???
How is her aura stable enough already to blink?

I screwed up big time. I casted this before my aura stabilized, and now it's completely messed up again.
Yuya is over me charging towards me. She's casting a spell.
Shit, I can't do anything.
The water surface collapses beneath my feet and I am dragged underwater.
She's controlling the water, increasing it's pressure attempting to hold me in place.
I see her splash through the water surface still charging at me fast.
She is wielding a trident.

But she's overconfident. She's in her element, so she thinks I must be at a huge disadvantage.
Yet, even though I do not control water, I can make good use of it.
My aura stabilizes and I create an extremely strong electric field in front of me.
Electrolysis! I split water into hydrogen and oxygen. The correct mixture is highly explosive.
She realizes what I've done too late and I ignite the mixture with a fire sphere.

Oh shit. I didn't think this through.
The explosion is huge and we are both catapulted out of the water.
Everything is extremely foggy because so much water evaporated and water drops are going everywhere.
I can barely see. This is really dangerous, the dream could collapse.
I don't even know where up and down is.

I decide to completely ignore my vision and rely on my sense of global awareness instead.
Good call! I sense 5 sources of compressed energy approaching. Water spheres!
I quickly locate Yuya's aura and blink towards her.
I catch her slightly of guard and manage to land a focused hit.
She blocks it fine, but still.
Focused energy attacks are better to avoid than to block.
They cause all sorts of vibrations in your aura making followup moves difficult.

I try to chain a few attacks together but quickly feel the exhaustion kicking in and I back up.
Most of the water has come down and my vision becomes useful again.

She performs a blink attack.
Shit! She's going to chain them up.
We blink a total of 4 times.
It hurts so much.

This keeps going for a few more rounds.
One of us performs a multiblink attack and gets us both completely out of position.
Then it's a race to the first attack and a matter of somehow defending against it.
It is absolutely exhausting.
My limbs become insanely heavy and I start to loose the ability to focus my energy properly.
We fight for maybe a total of 15 minutes, which is actually quite a long time considering the speed we're going at.

"Alright... let's call it a draw..."
"No... I win."

Oh come on. She's just as exhausted as I am, she can barely stand.

"You lost awareness of your surroundings."
"Fuck my life."
"Haha. You completely forgot!"
"..."
"And guess what? You're still here."
"Huh? I thought the goal of this was to remain aware of my surroundings."
"No, that's not the goal at all. The goal is to have deeper dreams. The goal is to remain here for longer."

...
Wait what?

"Hold on a second!"

She got that grin of her face.
That "she knows everything" grin.

"You're telling me the heightened awareness thing isn't actually necessary to stay lucid???"
"Of course not! How would you pull that off for multiple hours in a row?"
"..."
"I said your awareness level was too random, we did some training to fix that."
"So you're saying it is already fixed?"
"I am now convinced that it is already fixed."

Woah. That was fast.

"So.. what are we doing now?"
"Teaching you to let go."

Let go? Let go of waking life?
Not thinking about it all the time and rather focus on the dream?
Of course... she told me many times before...

I take a quick dip in the water to get rid of the smell.
I'm sweating like a pig.

We walk back towards Yuya's place, discussing dreaming and being awake.
I mention Dreamviews, which I haven't done very often before.
Yuya tells me to say hi to fOrceez and Dark_Merlin.
Liv doesn't say a word. I don't think she's ever seen Yuya and me fight, that must have been quite intense for her.

Damn... I'm so exhausted.
Why do you even get exhausted in dreams?

"Why wouldn't you?"
"Eh... yeah..."
"Indeed."
"So, what do I do against it?"
"... are you serious?"

>_<

"You sleep of course! Or did you think I would sleep just for fun?"
"Well... now that you put it this way."

Liv leaves us and we quickly get into bed.
Goddamn I'm exhausted. Every muscle in my body hurts.

"This is a problem"
"What is?"
"If I want to sleep I'll have to close my eyes."
"So?"
"I might wake up?"
"zzz, you've picked up a lot of nonsense"
"I have?"
"These 'dream rules'. Darkness is bad, don't close your eyes. Don't talk. Yada yada."
"Yeah, I kinda have, haven't I?"
"I know the not talking one is nonsense, I talk all the time."
"It's no different for closing your eyes."
"I know you're right. I only wake up because I'm scared that I might. But it seems hard to get over."

"Pff... hahahaha"
"What's so funny?"
"Hurr hurr, I'm a badass dragon, I can fight a goddess of water and do all sorts of shit."
"Yet I can't even close my eyes.... haha.... I'm sorry Hyu, but this is funny."

It kind of is.
Screw it. Let's do this shit!
I close my eyes.

"You know, when you exploded half of the fucking training pool you didn't see anything either."
"That didn't wake you up, so why would closing your eyes do so?"

Yep, my thoughts exactly.
I open my eyes again to sneak a closer look at her.

WHAT THE FUCK?
How am I awake? What is this shit?
I'm a bit mad, but happy to have made progress.
I take some quick notes and go back to sleep.

I remember walking around an extended dreamscape and my awareness was rising slowly over time until I kind of noticed that I couldn't properly move fast and at some point I did an RC. I think that place where I finally became lucid was some bridge (it was day), and I was running around below it and found my movement capabilities insufficient, I got some strange feeling heralding lucidity and the RC did the rest. Upon becoming lucid it apparently also became night again.

Then there seems to be a gap, I don't recall anything specific at least.

I was really trying hard to keep myself in the dream, I was often looking at my hands as well as trying to keep my mind clear and for some reason got the idea to use Plasmids like in Bioshock (probably because people were running around which I didn't deem necessary), and after trying to equip myself with a random Plasmid I got fire and used it a few times, setting a dude on a bike aflame who suddenly decided to say that this bike was mine because I set him on fire. Then I tried to summon a random non-Bioshock plasmid but that failed. I tried to summon a Nova-like Plasmid (like the beam in Metroid Prime: Corruption), but since that failed as well I went directly with the beam Samus usually wields. After kind of defeating all idiots and some time dilation fighting scenes I got my normal Hands back and decided to do a first World Severing Seal, the pillars now significantly bigger than the last time (this time they were white and hollow, with a complicated outside), however the first 2 were not exactly standing straight. I thought about a bunch of things I wanted to do all along the way, especially about my dream guide. In the end however I started to notice how sensations form the real world slowly came in which I couldn't push away and I couldn't stabilize any longer, just as I was about to let it become day and though about trying to fly again I woke up.

The text is pretty short but the dream itself was pretty long actually, just that a lot of the things I did were repetitive exercises to keep up stability.

The following dreams were all linked together and can be viewed as one dream interrupted by waking up.

Dream # 1:

I was with several of my fellow students from college. I'm not certain exactly where we were supposed to be, but we were abroad and staying at a hotel. While everyone else was occupied with something, I found myself bored and alone. Juan, who had been our nature guide on a previos trip IRL, offered to drive me to the city to do some sight seeing. So we found a rather large van, and I climbed in. It was incredibly awkward, because the van was meant to seat 15 people, and it was only me. Just before we were about to leave, several other students decided they wanted to sight see as well, and climbed into the van.

We drove to our destination, which turned out to be London. We parked on the street, and went for a stroll. The buildings were very beautiful, and I spent a lot of time looking up and all the unique architectural features of the buildings. After walking for a while, we decided to go into a gift shop. It was very large, but didn't actually have very much for sale. There were a few racks of mugs and keychains, and the rest was clothing. I saw a shiny purple sleeveless shirt hanging on a rack, and for some reason I really wanted it. It buttoned up the front, and was extrememly form-fitting. Not to mention metallic. I looked through several racks, but I couldn't find my size. The more I looked, the more irritated I got. Then I was woken up.

Dream # 2:

I was with the same students, but we were now in the jungle. Everything was very green, and we were staying in wooden cabins. There was one cabin on legs with a ramp leading up to the door. That's where our professor was conducting a test, and he had a woman helping him. I had never seen her before, but she was important for the test somehow. When I was my turn to take the test, I went into a large cage, where a metal basket of grass was waiting. My task was to try to get as much grass out as possible. I thought it would be easy, but the grass got stuck in the holes. I repeatedly banged it off the ground to get the grass loose. When I decided it was as clean as it was going to get, I took the basket to my professor, and they checked it out. I didn't receive my grade at that point, so I decided to go see what some of the girls were doing.

I went into the lodge, and found two of the girls at a table making crafts. One was making necklaces and metallica purses with cats on them. The other was making dog collars. I sat down with them and started sticking metallica fabric together, and tried to make something. I'm really not sure what I was making, but I was woken up again.

Dream # 3:

I was back in the lodge again, sitting at the craft table, but I was no longer making anything. It was dark out, and all of the students were inside. I looked out the window and saw the sun begin to rise. It was huge and really orange, much like the sunrise in the Lion King. As I looked at it, the round edges of the sun began to ripple and flare out. The sun soon transformed into a wave of fire, and it was coming closer. We all went outside and watched as the flames came towards us. There was nowhere we could hide that would protect us from such a massive fire. When it came to us, it vaporized everyone instantly.

A split second later, several of us returned to existence. It was a very strange feeling. We had just been consumed by fire, and suddenly we were whole again. However, not all of us had returned. We immediately went inside and turned on the television. Every channel had the news on, and it reported the mysterious fire that swept across the world. Some newscasters were saying that it was the wrath of God punishing the earth and only those who had good in their hearts were left alive. I found this to be very disheartening, because a few of our classmates didn't come back, and I couldn't imagine them being evil.

Regardless of what it was, everybody was scared, and we stayed inside all day, looking out the windows for another wave of fire. When night fell, we began to see funny things in the sky. They looked like fireworks almost, but really they were more like those LED christmas decorations that people hang in their windows. They were rainbow colored, and shaped like flowers. They would appear in the sky, and then disappear. As we watched the display, I came to the conclusion that this was a version of the rainbow after the Great Flood. God was sending the world a message that he would not send anymore fire. After coming to this conclusion, I woke up.

DreamLucidAwake

Training Fury Mode

The earliest thing I can remember is walking around an old tomb with Chris. I really don't know what it was. I was inside a man made tunnel with stone walls. I could tell it was made by an ancient civilization because there were hieroglyphics on pretty much everything. Judging by the different shapes and sizes of the stone ruins, I made an assumption that there used to be a city in the tunnel. I tripped over a large stone platform as I was walking through the rubble and hurt my leg.

"What are we even doing here?" I asked Chris.
"These are the Dreamer Base ruins. The tower should be somewhere nearby." He said.

I then remembered that Chris had told me something similar before. We were looking for something that would be inside an ancient tower. I think I became lucid around this point from hearing "Dreamer Base". It must have triggered me to think about lucid dreaming. I got up off the ground and felt really excited about finding this mystery item. Then a giant green troll monster thing crashed through the wall. Chris pulled out his bow and started shooting at the troll. The arrows were about as effective as tooth picks. For some reason I felt like I was too weak to be able to fight this thing. I decided it would be best to run away from this thing.

It picked up a large brick and threw it towards Chris. I grabbed Chris, opened up a a portal to the void, and jumped in before the brick could hit him. I quickly opened a portal to somewhere near the ruins below us before the troll get in. We both fell through the portal, and as usual I landed on my face. When I got up and looked around, I was in a forest now. Right next to me was Chris and a large stone tower. I knew that whatever I was looking for would be at the top of the tower.

I ran through the entrance and started running up the spiral staircase. Chris followed right behind me. When I reached the top of the stairs, there was a little door on the ceiling. I pushed it open and we climbed onto the roof. The view from up there was pretty amazing. There was a pedestal resting on the center of the roof. I kind of just took a guess on what I needed to do. I pulled a red crystal out of my backpack and placed it on the pedestal. It glowed brightly for a moment and then stopped. Suddenly my energy sense activated and I felt more than just Chris's energy behind me.

I turned around and jumped back, expecting to have to fight something. A large red dragon landed next to Chris and stared at me. I relaxed and dropped my fighting stance because he didn't feel dangerous. He spoke to me, but I can't remember what exactly we talked about at first. I do remember the last half of the conversation though.

"I am here to train you." The dragon said.
"Sorry, but I already know how to use my fire element." I said.
"No, I'm going to teach you about the 'fury mode', as you like to call it."
"Hey! I got an idea! Let's call it the Woosh! Because of the sound it makes when you release it?" Chris said.

Chris left me no choice but to facepalm after hearing that statement. Even the dragon gave Chris a strange look.

"Okay, never mind." Chris said.
"I thought you could only breathe fire." I said to the dragon.
"Yes, but I know how to gather fury energy to make it more powerful." He said.

The dragon stepped back a few feet, preparing to demonstrate. He became very focused and a red energy started to form around him. He focused the energy to his foot and then stamped his foot down on the ground. Hundreds of large and powerful fireballs rose up out of the floor and flew into the sky. The exploded and lit the sky up with a bright red light. After seeing that, it was obvious that he knew a lot about this technique. I was so amazed and ready to learn from him at that point. I stepped back to the other side of the tower and prepared for my training.

"Think of something that angers you while gathering fury energy." The dragon said.

He didn't speak to anymore, but it sort of felt like he was still guiding me through it passively. I thought of something that made me angry, but I can't remember what it was. The idea was to gather energy from my emotions to make myself more powerful. I focused on making my energy spike while trying to become a little angry. My body started glowing with a purple energy that felt warm. I then transformed into my stage 1 dragon form, which is the black dragon I usually transform into. I powered the energy up some more and it grew into a full aura around me. At this point I was trying reach a stage where my fury mode would become more powerful. When my energy spiked again I transformed into my stage 2 dragon form, which is a more powerful white dragon. The aura didn't grow any larger, but it definitely felt far more intense. Eventually I pushed on through to my final stage 3 dragon form, which is a purple dragon. Once again, the fury energy greatly increased in power and intensity.

"Good job. Try to calm down without losing your energy now." He said.

I put my arms down and allowed all of the muscles in my body to relax. I allowed my mind to calm down while at the same time focusing on the energy around me. When I did this, the fury energy hardly lost power and was still flowing through me. I was able to maintain this energy now without my mind filled with anger. It felt pretty amazing having so much power. I walked over to Chris to show him. He waved his hand through the aura and thought it was pretty cool. As we were playing with the aura, I sensed the energies of a group of below in the forest. The three of us walked over to the edge of the tower to take a look.

When I looked down I saw a group of 10 or more men in red robes. From that it became obvious that they were Draflam soldiers. I wasn't sure why they were coming towards the tower though. I think it may have been because they don't like me and want me dead.

"How would you like to use those Draflams as target practice?" The dragon said smiling.
"Sounds like a good idea to me." I said
"This is going to be fun to watch!" Chris said.

I jumped over the tower wall and spread out my wings. I flew down towards the group of Draflams and prepared for a fight. I breathed out that purple energy on a couple of them like my fire breath. They were covered with a purple fire and were soon vaporized. Most of them quickly ran towards the tower, but one tried running away. I grabbed the fleeing Draflam and flew him right into the tower wall. I then flew right back towards the entrance and fired out a ball of fury energy in front of it. A few Draflams got inside the tower, but I blasted away the rest of them. I flew through a hole in the tower and landed on the staircase in front of them. They shot fireballs at me, but I created a shield around me out of fury energy. I then blasted out a wave of energy in front of me and killed the last of the soldiers.

I flew back up to the top of the tower. I deactivated my fury mode and walked over to Chris and the dragon. The congratulated me for completing my training. I think I woke up after this point though.

Taking Out the Trash

This was a very short dream. My mother told me to take a bag of garbage out to the field to burn it. So I carried the bag out to the field. I pulled out a lighter to burn the trash, but it wasn't working. I became lucid at this point for some reason. Probably because being in a field is somewhat of a common dream sign for me. I decided the lighter was useless so I just tossed it over my shoulder. I held my hand out towards the garbage and lit in on fire. Magic makes everything so much easier. I think I was hit by a random car shortly after this. Why must my dreams end in stupid ways like that?

End

Last nights dream

I am in the swimming baths but I don't go into the water. I meet a woman in there, this woman used to be a man and still looks like a man but has had a sex change, I am a man in my dream and I have sex with this man/woman. We have sex in the changing rooms and by the pool and everywhere we can lol.
We are now lying by the side of the pool, I hook my hand over the side of the pool and a man suddenly comes towards my hand while he is swimming with his noisy mat, it startled me and sounded like a very noisy engine, we decide to move and go and have sex somewhere else. ((dream skip))
I am at my moms house, I see my Dad and he looks sad, he says "I'm going to bed" and I give him a kiss and a hug goodnight. I am with the he/she again and we go into the other room. I see things moving about and realise there are ghosts in here. I am sitting on the sofa with the he/she and the ghosts keep touching me and my hair. I rub 2 dummies into my hair lol ((babies dummies)). I have a horrible scared feeling go through me, I'm really scared and the ghosts do the same frantics to the he/she that I am with. We both get up and rush off into the other room, I bump into my Mom and she is pissed up, she says "I'm going to bed" and I whisper to her "I'll help you up and tell you about something" she says "ok".
We stumble upstairs and I see my kids all going to sleep on different beds. I tell my Mom the girls are going to sleep and my Mom then goes to bed. I go back to the room with the ghosts in and the ghosts start scaring me again and I get an awfull feeling again. My hubby suddenly comes and says "I've got you an ice-cream" I say "what kind?" he says "a feast" I say "I don't like them" he then calls the ice-cream man on the phone who then comes back and lets me choose another one and I choose a mint one and it's huge but very cheap for the size of it.
Me and the he/she now go back into the ghostly room and the ghosts are scaring us again, I say "come on...let's go and tell my Mom" we go up to her room and when we go in I see my Mom lying on her front in bed and she is talking to someone on the phone, her new boyfriend is on top of her having sex with her, I think to myself "ohhh my god, this is too much...this is fuckin weird!!!!" I think about my Dad being in the room above them and feel sick to my stomache about all of this, I can't get my head round it all. ((dream skip))
I am now in the car with my Moms boyfriend ((not sure why)) I decide to roll myself a fag and I realise that I have rolled loads of filter tips instead of the baccy, I laugh and say "sorry" and tip all the filter tips onto the seat. The filter tips have now all changed into matches and they set alight, we go round the corner by my house now and I try to blow them out and eventually manage to. Another car now goes round the corner just infront of us, the car is on fire and suddenly explodes and I shit myself, I then see that my sister-in-laws house is on fire. A fire engine comes towards us and it's also on fire, it's glowing orange with the flames, we swerve as we try not to hit it and we spin. We are now stuck on the path on the corner, another fire engine comes towards us, this is very scary and it's also on fire, it hits my side of the car and I feel the heat and the burn off it, I think "ohh god, it's my time to die" the most horrific feeling rushes through me, a feeling of doom and death. I shout to my Moms boyfriend "pull me over to your side" I'm in slow motion so can't get over to him to escape the fire. He pulls me over and I am now safe. I'm scared and we get out of the car, everywhere and everything is on fire. I now wake up and I'm sweating, my heart is pounding and I'm absolutely shitting myself lol.

I am in a wooden building with one large room in it. It is octagon-shaped. There are several cots in the room, covered with white sheets and navy blue blankets. The cots are against the walls, and on a sort of platform that goes around the edge of the room. Towards the center, I am sitting on the edge of the platform, along with several of my classmates from school. We are prisoners. We don't know how we got here, and we are afraid to try to escape.

A door opens and two women enter. They are not quite human, something about their faces is wrong, but they dress and behave as humans do. They have come to collect our laundry to wash for us. So we give them our laundry bags, and they give us some food. I suddenly come to the realization that these strangers will not hurt us, and there is nothing keeping us locked inside the building. Only our fear of leaving has kept us locked up.

So I follow the women out the door, and I am greeted by warm sunlight. There are trees and plants everywhere, and it is positively beautiful. I walk forward, and I can see a giant meadow completely filled with tall wildflowers. They appear to be Phloxes in different shades of pink, purple, and blue, and they create swirling designs with their colors througout the meadow. In the center is an octagon-shaped pavillion, and I walk through the flowers towards it. More of these strange people are sitting on chairs in it, and I sit down beside them.

One of the women tells me that they arrived on this world just as we did, and that we don't have to be afraid of them. As she talks to me, I see several of my classmates walking out of our building and exploring the rich outdoor world. I begin to feel better about being trapped on what I assume is an alien world. It is beautiful, and the people are friendly. Suddenly, however, there is an explosion. A grove of trees suddenly bursts into flames, and the fire begins to travel. The woman tells me that we are safe inside the pavillion and any other buildings. I see a classmate running through the flowers, and a portal suddenly appears. A strange machine comes out. It resembles a snake or a dragon, but it is all metal. It has a flexible neck and an oblong head with some sort of eye on top. It takes aim at the classmate and sucks her into the portal.

I am afraid and I do not know what to do. The machine returns, but no one is in the open anymore. It looks around, and the woman tells me that the machine takes people to another place and they never return. That is the purpose of bringing us all to this world. We are some sort of food for an alien race. Yet we are safe as long as we remain indoors or under the pavillion when they come. They will not enter the living spaces. As I watch the fire burn and the machine prowl for another victim, I slowly wake up.

My friends and I are walking through a college skyscraper. We're trying to find the pool for some reason. We get to the roof and there is a person who says something to us and then his hair turns into wings and he flies away. It switches to more of a movie about two brothers, seems like a comedy. Their father makes them go to the same roof, and they grab a rope hanging from a helicopter. The helicopter starts to fly off so they're left hanging by the rope, flying through the air. I was thinking "Man, that's so unrealistic. There's no way they'd be able to hold on to that." The rope breaks and one of the brothers starts to fall, but the other one tries to catch him. He starts swinging back and forth, trying to catch his (ridiculously long) ponytail.

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There's this cute girl that I did my interview with when I applied at WalMart. In the dream, we started dating but she got upset because she found furry stuff on the internet via my computer (Which is funny, because she's a furry.) All I remember is just trying to find her so we could talk it out.

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It's the end of the world, and my people are slowly starting to die off. The planet has been swept by a disease that seems incurable. We've tried every medicine that we could think of, even creating new ones in our labs. The only survivors are members of my family.

But there was one thing that we didn't try.

I don't remember how I found her, but I was amazed at what I saw. A tree in the middle of the forest, with her bark wrapped around a person as they slept. No, not sleeping. In a sort of meditative state, maybe? I just stood there and stared at her, and she spoke to me. I felt an unexplainable bond with this tree, like she was a daughter to me. She told me that the person had been inflicted with the disease and that they came to her for help. She wrapped her bark around them and helped them, curing them of the disease.

I went to my family, telling them of my discovery. My grandmother was very interested in the tree, as well as some other members of my family that I didn't really know that well. My daughter, however, was getting upset with how much time I spent with the tree.

Skip forward a bit; my daughter caught the disease. I told her to go to the tree to cure herself, but she wouldn't listen. I continued to beg her, but one day, she was gone.

Help me, father.

I'm in a space station. A voice echoes through my head and I run as fast as I can, trying to keep myself from crying so that I can see.

Help me.

I'm running through the aisles of what looks like a supermarket, looking for my daughter. Suddenly, I realize that the voice in my head isn't my daughter's. It's the tree's. I continue to run, looking for my daughter. She comes first. I didn't want her to think that I loved the tree more.

I find my daughter leaning against the ends of one of the aisles, maybe crying. She's sick. Really sick. I hug her and tell her that I love her, and that everything will be okay.

I find the tree. She is in the space station, replanted here. She doesn't seem to mind, but then why was she calling for help?

No, she didn't need help. She was leading me to my daughter.

I convince my daughter to let the tree help her. She refuses to let the tree wrap the bark around her, but she just sleeps while leaning against her. I think it works. I think she's been cured.

(This dream, although there was a dream between it and when I woke up, and although I'm posting this about an hour after I woke up, still hurts my heart. I won't be forgetting this feeling anytime soon. Is this the feeling of fear a father gets when he thinks he's going to lose his daughter? If so, I pray for all of the fathers out there who have felt this way.)

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My friends and I are playing a racing game, something about fire and how someone was drinking alcohol so they exploded or something.

[COLOR="#483d8b"]I was in class. The teacher was looking at me >:C, cause I was laughing and not paying attention. Suddenly some security guards entered the classroom. They told us that there's a fire on the first floor and then they left. We were all still in the classroom, some calling their parents, some just not understanding what's happening. I snuck out and went to see where the fire is. I was on the first floor, when I saw some of my friends going up the stairs. I followed them.
There were very many people on that floor and I didn't exactly understand, why were they all still there. I quickly went back to the first floor, when I saw some of my old classmates about to join the people upstairs. I tried to warn them and tried to convince them to just go outside. They just rolled their eyes and kept on going. I said quietly to myself "whatever, they were bitches anyways..." and went out of the house. I went to the bus station to catch a bus.
I am now sitting on the bus, taking pictures through the window with my ipod. The bus disappears and I am walking on the street. There's this bum, who asks me about potato and cheese prices in the store (w...t..f?). "Is it true, that potatoes cost 38 min/kg?" (believe me, I lol'd when I woke). Images of my local store flash through my head, I see the price of cheese and I say "No."
Okay, nvm the bum, I kept walking after that. Even though I *should* have been pretty far, I could still see the bus station in the distance. I am still taking pictures every once in a while.[/COLOR]

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This one is short, [COLOR="#483d8b"]I was in class again. My classmates were suddenly rather bitchy towards me, telling me I should get out of this school. Then the teacher came and she told me that I put others in danger and they want me to leave this school. I was like, dafuq is this, what did I do?
Also, I had a piercing in my nose in that dream :D...it was a quite large safety pin.[/COLOR]

That's it, I guess?
Seeya.

Does it matter if I don't add tags? I just hate them.


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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m in California, visiting my dad with my son and daughter.We have gone someplace for the day, and have now decided to go look around thebay for scenic moments. We are in Oakland somewhere and come to a pullout, oroverlook, and as we get to the edge we can see the water and all the ships init, including a cargo ship and an aircraft carrier. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My dad says, “Let’s go take a look!”[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]We go down to water level, somehow, possibly by convenientelevator. When we arrive at dock level I can see the port of Oakland on myright side, though it seems to have much less to do with cargo than usual, andall the cargo cranes are not present, only a few remain. Tied to the dock farto my right is an aircraft carrier, towering above us, and loaded with planes.This is the ‘wow’ moment. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]When I was young I would walk down to the Navy breakwater inAlameda and watch the carriers from only a few hundred feet away. They were bigand powerful, cities to themselves. When the Naval Air Station closed thecarriers left, along with all the planes and support personnel. I was alwayssad to see them go.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I’m looking at how big and shiny and colorful the aircraftcarrier is and how good the sky looks behind it. It seems the Navy has become alittle progressive with their color schemes and instead of just the plain greyof most ships this carrier has been updated with accents of black and red thatmake the carrier look powerful and swift. I decide I want my film camera instead of mylittle digital, which I left in the car, back up the hill. I tell my dad, “Ireally want my camera; I’m going to go back and get it.” He says, “Yeah, I think I want my camera,too.” He accompanies me back to theelevator and we ride up to get our cameras.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]At the top I walk out and I am standing in a dirt parkinglot. The dirt is fine and almost sandy, but not deep. Behind me where thescenic vista was is now a series of shops and other small buildings, none morethan five stories in height. The buildings are mostly made of concrete and lookold. The time is late afternoon and manyof the local workers are emerging, preparing to go home, and some appear toalready be toasted. Many are dressed in sailor outfits, though they don’t seemout of place despite us being some distance from the water. At some point I believe I have a conversationwith one of them.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I have come home from California, and I’m happy to be home.Jen is happy we are home also, though my kids don’t seem to be around. Theliving room of the house is different than normal. The structure of the houseis different, the walls have texture, and even the orientation of furniture is changed.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I walk out the back door with her and our storage room isoff to the left upon exit, and beyond it is a lot of brush. Jen decides tobreak some and starts a small fire in the outdoor fire pit/hearth (which doesnot exist in real life), and I break a few branches myself. Then I realize thatas the fire grows it will burn the plants and dead branches piled above thehearth, and I begin pulling down and breaking the material so it won’t start auncontrolled fire. Jen gives me anexasperated look as I put some branches on and stand them vertically so theywill catch, telling her, “You have to stand them up, like this, to make themcatch fire.” This prompts the eye-rolling from her, and she moves the firearound with a stick. [/SIZE][/FONT]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]We come inside and she is on the far side of the kitchen,handling some task. I am still near the back door which now has a window to theleft of it when facing the back door. This window is not made of glass, or ismissing the glass, and instead has a thick plastic sheet in place, and I feel adraft coming around it. I inspect it more closely and discover it is notattached at the bottom, and pushing on it allows even more cold air to come in.The push also reveals a hidden pocket of snow, collected in the window and notyet melted, which I reach for. The snow is mixed with small leaves and grass,and it’s cold, but fluffy. I turn around to show everyone and a friend of myson is standing there, and he asks, “Is it cold? Can I touch it?” I throw it at him, and it lands on hisjacket. I feel pretty good about this and throw a little more at him, which hetakes in good stride.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I notice by looking out the back window that the fire isgetting high, and needs to be brought down, so I go outside to handle this. Thetrees above the fire are getting singed and one of the trees is actually onfire. These are thin trees, perhaps twelve feet in height at their top, and allare young fruit trees. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I head for the water faucet by the back door, turn on thewater to a medium flow, and begin spraying the trees with a mist to extinguishthe fire and protect them, while hopefully not dropping too much on the fire itself.Sadly, I use too much and the fire is diminished to a smoldering heap, but itis still burning and that’s what I wanted.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I go back inside, I believe, and walk up to the front of thehouse briefly, or perhaps not briefly, time and motion seemed to blend here. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Again I look out the back and now the yard is super-long,perhaps several hundred feet. On the right of the property is a long,chain-link fence, which just ends towards the back of the property. The firehas been moved out to the end of the property, and is in a large tank offiberglass, or heavy plastic, with ports on the side. I run because again thefire is out of control, sending flames and sparks some 25 feet in the air, andI don’t want the attention of the fire department. I turn on the hose, but thistime it is heavier, and longer. I realize that Jen has attached a second hoseto the first one so it can reach all the way to the back of the property. I runwith the sluggish hose filled with water and finally reach the fire pit, but asI arrive the fire is extinguished by several guys hanging out in the back yard.They have put out the fire using a fire-protection system that is mounted alongthe back side of the container. It consists of several vertical supports towhich large buckets are attached, each filled with water. Each bucket is blue,cylindrical in shape, and about two feet wide and four feet tall, and opensfrom the bottom to allow a dousing effect. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The container, or fire pit, is now filled with water whichsloshes back and forth. It is dirty and filled with ash, and one of the guys isin the water, trying to gain his footing. He apparently activated the system,though I wasn’t sure why he was in the pit at the time.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I explore the rest of the end of the yard here, and when Ilook towards the house it seems really far away. When I look out away from thehouse I see that the yard ends not far from where the fence ends, and becomes asloped piece of earth which leads to a street where many new homes are beingconstructed. The road is dirty, as is common around construction sites and Ican see the tire tracks of the vehicles in the dust.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]To my left, when facing out, a house is being constructed,and it appears to be encroaching on my property, and I say, “It was nice ofthem to ask if they could build here.” Suddenly I have doubt in my mind. Didsomeone ask? I can’t recall.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]From the street a vehicle approaches, turns down the hilland comes towards me. It is not a fancy vehicle, nor new, but the owner ordriver steps out and walks up. He is dressed in white clothes, not quite asuit, but more western in appearance. He walks and talks business.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My truck? I’m not quite sure what he means. I turn aroundand the fire container has become a red truck body, and for some reason this iswhere the fire was built. The truck is old; possibly a late 70’s or early 80’smodel. There is a cab piece, a large bed from the truck, and a hood. Theproportions of all these truck parts are abnormal, possibly three or four timeswhat they would normally be. Despite their large size they are lightweight, andcan be moved easily. I pick up the bed and turn it upside down, and it is now coveringme like a cave. I back out and move the other pieces, to block the yard fromaccess. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The man dismisses me and starts to walk towards the house,and I tell him to stop. At first he ignores me, and I tell him, “You won’t getanywhere unless you talk to me first.” He is still walking and I hold up myhand and start counting fingers, backwards, “Five, four, three, two…” The man turns around and walks back. “Okay,I’ll listen.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I get up from my seated position and am about to movetowards the house when I notice a couple of people have walked up, and they areheaded towards the stairway to my right (as I face the back of my house). Theback of the yard has morphed in to a room, and I am perched on the back of asofa which occupies part of an interior room with a fireplace, a large mirror,a couple of tables, and the previously mentioned stairway. The people, whoappear to be teenagers, proceed up and out of sight around a bend in thestairwell. This stairway wasn’t there just moments ago and I realize the house nextdoor has been built surprisingly fast. As I’m pondering its origin anothercouple walks up, a man led by a woman, and she is only wearing panties. She isan attractive women in nearly every way, tall and thin, tan skin, and longbrown hair. Her breasts are exposed, and the man I am with is staring veryintently at her breasts. They have beautiful fullness but her nipples appearinverted, and have the shape of lotus flowers, as If the flesh has beenterribly mutated or mutilated. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The man had indeed seen her breasts, and had been staring ather with obvious lust on his face as he also stared at her ass. “Letch!” I callhim, and turn away. He seems unfazed by my comment and did not appear botheredby the shape of her nipples.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I don’t dwell on this and I walk back up to my house, whichis either closer now or I skipped over the walking part. To the right of myback door is the back door of another house which has now been built directlyagainst mine, and I say, “What the hell? When did this get here? Why did theybuild so close?” Indeed they are close, and to make it worse both houses now sharethe storage room to my right. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Confused and upset, I walk inside, through the kitchen, andon in to the living room. A party has been going on and there are guests in thekitchen and dining area, which I slip past. In the living room I find Jen, leaningdown in the closet near the front door, rummaging for something. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Honey? There’s a man here to see you. He wants to buy thered truck out back. “ [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]She stands up and turns around. We walk into the middle ofthe living room and from nowhere Riley S. appears. He is in his Boy Scoutuniform and is overly cheerful, standing boldly with his hands on his hips,arms bent out to either side. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I’m here to introduce the man!” he proudly announces.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]His scout uniform is covered in patches, each about threeinches squared, and these are all his merit badges. Suddenly the man appearsnext to him, and he is dressed similarly, covered in patches and fullyuniformed. He places his hand on Riley’s shoulder and says, “I’ve got this,son.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I turn to Jen and say, “Here is the man. He wants to buy theirtruck. He is not related to Riley, and is also not part of the Scouts. Oh, andhe’s a letch.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Again the man seems unfazed by this and asks if he can buythe truck. In a very pleasant voice Jen tells him it is not for sale, and hasbeen in the family for a long time. It’s special to her, and I begin to wonderwhy she had allowed a fire to be placed in it. Still, it’s not my truck, soit’s none of my business.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I remember looking over all my cassette tapes, with theintention of playing one of them. This is an odd moment in the dream because Irecognize that cassettes are no longer in style, let alone production. Despitethis I am excited to play a tape of good music for…someone. I have the feelingI want to play music for someone but I don’t know who it is now. I am alsoexcited because I am using the cassette player my dad had when I was a kid,which I liked very much. It had lots of buttons and dials, and a VU meter foreach channel.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I recall, after the house dream, looking through somecomputer files for “The Death File.” I do not recall why I was looking for thisnot what it was connected to but it seemed important. I am standing over acomputer with an older-style monitor that displays yellow-lettering. I amclicking through a list of files and looking for the one I want.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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Fire & Ice

There were a couple purposeful fires in my backyard. I do burn at home.

Instead of logs, there was a structure of wood beams approximately 12" x 12" x 12' long. There were two beams standing up and one resting on top. The flame was intense and rolling.

I told someone to watch the other fire while I watched the big one. The fire was too big, but there was nothing else to catch fire, so it was OK, but I needed to be able to douse it with water if it got out of control.

I looked away. When I looked back, there was ice in the middle of the top beam.

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Fighting my Brother

My brother and I do not speak iwl.

I threw a pine cone at my brother. He threw it back at me, but I caught it, or it hit my jacket and fell into my hands. I threw it back at my brother worried that this time I would miss. I threw it and hit him again.

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I was fighting my brother again. I was ready to beat his ass. I knew by a false memory that he had already won the last fight we had, but I was ready to go again.

I was wearing a leather jacket. It was zipped up. I took it off as I would take off a t-shirt, and I was ready to go. I threw a few punches and the dream was over.

I "wake up" in my mom's house. Immediately I know I am dreaming but I am not completely lucid because I feel like I still live there and fell asleep in my room there (even though I have already moved out). Everything is so realistic that I think I am actually there. I walk to my bedroom and can see the shape of my body beneath the sheets of the bed. I consider the possibility that I might actually be in my "spirit body" looking at my physical self. (After waking up I now know that wasn't the case.) So..Just in case I actually am, I protect my body by casting a white light to surround it. I feel like I did a good job so I walk downstairs into the kitchen. I think about this being a good opportunity to make an experiment. I grab some red oven mittens out of a drawer and put them in the oven. I take a dish towel laying on the counter, and put it on the exercise bike in the living room. I wonder if I am actually doing this and tell myself that when I actually wake up I am going to see if the items really were moved to these locations. Suddenly I hear someone walk into the kitchen behind me. I turn around and see it's my mother. She looks a little scared.

"I've been seeing you do this kind of stuff a lot at night lately Nick," she starts crying, "You never remember it. I feel like it's dangerous and I'm afraid of what might be happening to you. What if you have a mental disorder? I think we need to take you to therapy."

She hugs me for a moment. I feel shocked. What if she's right? I don't know what's going on. I am an inch away from completely believing her - because the dream felt so life-like. But I look at her closely. Her hair and makeup are completely unusual compared to how she normally does it. Then I look back at the exercise bike I had placed the towel on. It completely disappeared.

"Ha! This IS a dream!" I say. My mom looks infuriated. I couldn't believe my brain almost succeeded in tricking me.

"Leave me alone," I tell my mom," or I'll..."

"Or you'll what?" She snaps back.

"Or I'll summon a fiery demon to come after you!" I couldn't think of anything better to say. I put my hands out like I am casting a spell, and think about summoning one. Nothing happens. (-.-)'

My mom laughs hysterically. "You want to see a fiery demon?" she says as her eyes begin to glow red.

She starts casting fire all around her. I don't want to feel the pain of being burned in my dream so I leave and try to focus my mind on something else. Somehow that works to get rid of her. I am back in the kitchen. A decorative tree on the counter starts shedding it's leaves. A bright white light - similar to a search light - shines on the house. Then everything turns black and I wake up.

I had three dreams last night but I can only remember a fragment of one.


I am laying on my bed in my bedroom and I notice smoke coming up from where the head of my bed is pushed up against the wall. I pull the bed back and see that a small part of the sheet is smoldering. The heater along the floor underneath the head of the bed is a water heater so I cannot believe it would burn my sheets, but it is turned up very high and my bedroom is sweltering. I run into the kitchen and grab a large blue plastic cup and fill it with water. I go back into my room and dip the smoldering part of the sheet into the cup to put it out. I am reluctant to fall asleep after that because I am afraid that another fire will start and I will die in my sleep.

DreamLucidAwake

Possessed

This dream is a little fragmented at the beginning. I was lucid and fighting Micheal Myers in a dark place. I probably became lucid because Micheal Myers has been a dream sign for many years. I think I was fighting with him in an old abandoned house in the middle of the night. I can only remember the final moments of the fight. Micheal grabbed by throat and lifted me up into the air. He held me against the wall and tried to strangle me. I used the dragon morph to transform my foot. I swiped him in the eye with my claws and he stumbled back. I clenched my hands together and hit him hard in the face while he was still dazed. He fell to the ground and was still covering his face from the pain. I pulled out my sword and stabbed it through his chest. I then ended it by lighting him on fire with a fireball. His body evaporated into sparks and I saw his angry spirit fly away.

The next thing I know, I'm standing on the side walk of a small neighborhood in the middle of the day. For some reason, I was now a little girl of about 5 years old. There were 2 women talking to each other about something next to a baby carriage. I then started to hear a creepy whispering voice in my head.

"Kill... Kill them..." It said.
"What? No!" I said in my mind.
"Do it... Do my evil work for me.... Let me live on inside of you!" The voice shouted.

I realized that this was Micheal Myers speaking to me. Suddenly my body and mind became possessed. I walked in a zombie like state towards a kitchen knife lying on the sidewalk. I picked up the knife and walked towards the baby carriage. When I lifted my arm to stab the baby, I regained control of myself again.

"What the hell? I'm not going to kill a baby!" I said in my mind.
"Do it!" He shouted.
"You can't make me!" I yelled back.
"You will obey me." He said.

I lost control of my body and lifted the knife again. I thrusted the knife down towards the baby. In a fit of rage, I regained control of my left arm and swiped it in front of the knife at the last second. I managed to stop myself from killing the baby by stabbing myself in the arm. After Micheal lost control over me, I pulled the knife back out of my arm and dropped it. The two women then finally took notice to me and the baby. We were safe now that people were aware of the weird stuff happening. The last thing I remember of this dream is Micheal saying goodbye.

"You bastard..." Micheal said before disappearing from my mind.

Underwater Combat

I'm not 100% sure, but I think I was Claire in this dream. I was in some school building that reminded me a lot of the Lucid Academy. I was following a group of classmates to an indoor pool. On the way there, someone shared half of a cookie with me for reasons I can't remember. It was unbelievably delicious. When we walked into the pool area, everyone excpet me rushed in and jumped in the water. I looked around the room and saw a guy standing against the wall with a large box. Inside the box was powdered donuts for sale. I pulled a small pouch of gold coins out of my pocket and bought the whole box from him. I ate a few donuts and then gave the box to some other guy to "bank" them. Things are a little fragmented from this point until the end of the dream.

I looked at the pool again and saw that everyone disappeared. I then saw a few people come back to the surface for breath and quickly dive back down. There was something down there and I was curious to see what it was. I saw a hole in the floor next to the pool filled with water and a ladder. For some reason I felt like going down that way. I jumped into the water and started to sink. I became lucid after jumping into the water because it didn't feel right. The water just felt like air. While I was underwater I thought I had to hold my breath even though I was still passively breathing.

As I floated down to the bottom, I finally noticed what was so interesting under the water. I was now floating in the sky above a small village. I could see a bunch of people down there playing around with dream control. They were doing things like flying, super speed, shooting fire, summoning, and a bunch of other things. I can't remember what exactly happened when I reached the bottom, but I know some sort of free for all lucid battle started.

I think I was hiding behind a small shack where a man was trying to sell apples for the first half of the battle. I was too confused about what was happening to get involved. I then remembered that I needed to breathe, so I flew up to towards the surface. This one guy who was dominating the competition noticed me as I flew up. He flew at me from below on his black dragon. I could sense him and the dragon coming towards me, so I dodged to the left. He glared at me as he flew by, which made me think he was taking the game a little too seriously. The dragon then swung its claws at me as I pulled out my sword. It tried to swipe me a few times, but I deflected its claws with my sword. They decided to fly away from me when I got to the surface.

At the surface I saw Chris standing next to the hole. I can't remember what was said, but it was something about helping me out in the fight. He jumped into the water with me and we dived back down to the bottom. The first thing Chris did was charge at some guy who had transformed into an anthropomorphic tiger. I saw a cloud in the sky that resembled a dragon. That reminded me of my ability to summon dragons.

"Summon dragon!" I shouted.

A dark blue dragon wearing armor came out from behind the cloud. I jumped onto its back as it flew past me. I saw some people standing on a few clouds, shooting fire, lightning, and other spells at the people below. I flew the dragon over the clouds so it could attack. The dragon breathed a blue fire on all of them and knocked them out of the game. I then remembered that I needed more air, so I jumped off the dragon and flew back to the surface.

When I descended back down to the village, I saw Chris standing on top of the apple shack. He was shooting at people with a bow and arrows. He must have been having fun because he was laughing the whole time. Then someone came out from behind a house and shot a hundred of these tiny energy balls at Chris. Chris kind of passed out from that and just layed on top of the apple shack. I climbed on top of the apple shack, grabbed Chris, and started flying towards those clouds again. The man tried shooting that energy pellet spell again, but my dragon flew between us to protect me. When I reached the cloud, I layed Chris down on it and got on my stomach to try hiding. The sound of an energy blast and seeing pellets fly by told me that he found me anyways.

I charged ice magic in the palm of my hand, rolled over, and started shooting bursts of ice magic at him. He took cover behind a stack of a crates. He then shot his energy pellets at me and I took cover behind the cloud, which was surprisingly protective. We continued this for a while and got no where. Eventually I decided to just shoot at him the second he comes back out from behind the crates. He didn't expect that and was soon frozen solid. I stood up and took a good look at the village. It seemed like me and Chris were the only ones left. Then of course, that one guy and his black dragon appeared in front of me.

I noticed that Chris was still holding his bow, so I took that to help me in the fight. The dragon was trying to charge a ball of shadow fire. I pulled the bow string back, created a fireball in the shape of an arrow, and shot it at the dragon. The fire arrow exploded when it hit the dragon and disrupted its spell. I did this a few more times to try and weaken the dragon. My dragon then suddenly flew up from below and finished them off with its blue fire breath. It looked as if we had won the battle. Chris started to wake up a little. I then remembered that we both had been underwater for a while and needed air. I picked him up and swam to the surface. I woke up when I reached the surface this time though.

End

DreamLucidAwake

Lucid Fragment

Just a short dream of me sitting at my desk, writing a long dream journal entry. It was the one about me fighting all of those Draflams.Something just didn't feel right about everything and I became lucid. I got mad that I had been wasting my time writing a dream journal entry that would just disappear. I think I woke myself up because I wanted to get the real thing written.

Lucid Fragment

It was in the middle of the night and I was in a car with my sister driving. For some reason we were driving around a graveyard. I saw my cat just napping in the middle of the path up ahead. I told my sister to slow down and stop so she wouldn't hit him. For some reason she got an evil look on her face and sped up. I became lucid here because being inside a speeding vehicle is one of my dream signs. I leaned over her and tried to reach the brakes. I couldn't reach them because she kept pushing me back. Then at the last second I grabbed the steering wheel and turned left. We crashed hard into a tree, but we were alright. The last thing I can remember is walking out of the cemetery with my cat and sister.

Draflam Bugs

I don't remember much of this dream. I was standing outside a Mansion's gates with an Aranian spy. It was our job to sneak into the mansion find information on something. I can't remember what exactly we were supposed to look for. We teleported into the mansion by reading a picture from some spell book. I became lucid after this because I realized teleporting isn't a normal thing. The spell brought us to a hallway in the mansion. It reminded me of Resident Evil. I could see several men in red robes walking around in the main hall. Luckily the Draflams were too busy and didn't notice us. The spy led me towards a blue door. The door led into some sort of basement or dungeon. We both felt like the information we needed would be down there.

We slowly descended the stairs into the darkness together. When it became too dark for us to see, I ignited a ball of fire in my left hand to light up the room. When the room was lit, I could see that we were in a large cave and that we were not alone. There were about 20 of these giant yellow furry cockroach things crawling along the cave walls. These things were about as big as me and didn't look too happy. As they lept towards us, I pulled out my sword and the Aranian spy pulled out two daggers. I killed a few of them by fire and sword. I didn't get to see the spy fight, but he did killed a few too. They started to retreat after we had only killed a few of them. This left me confused for a moment.

Soon, an even bigger yellow furry cockroach thing crashed through the cave wall. It roared and grabbed the spy with its fangs. It then threw him into a large rock. The monster turned and looked at me. It tried stomping on me with its leg, but I rolled out of the way. I soon started running back towards the exit and it chased me. As I ran up the long flight of stairs, the monster struggled to climb up them. It was too big to climb them, and the stairs would just break and fall apart if it stepped on them. The monster then tried smashing into the cave walls. It was trying to make the top of the cave collapes on me. I managed to open the door and get out of the cave before it collapsed though.

I snuck to a bedroom across the hall to avoid being spotted by an aproaching Draflam. The guard opened the blue door and saw that there were a bunch of rocks behind it. All he did was close it and act like it was normal. The last thing I remember is using the teleport spell again to transport me outside the gates.

End