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2/18-19. 430. Near the hospital and church, but the hospital isn’t there, night The building next to it looks different and is more like an office building, multi story also. Some business lady is outside of it. See some light smoke coming from the front door. Get closer to it and then realize there’s a fire (can’t see fire). I call 9-1-1, but I’m not even getting a dial tone, like the line is out. Call Captain Xxxx to tell him, but same thing with his cell number. Then I’m at home talking to mom about it. Dark in our house. Point that the fire is west (would actually be north). Mom says to try calling again. Call 9-1-1, doesn’t work, then call Xxxx, no dice. Realize that I’ve been annoying and they won’t want to talk to me (What? Haha)

Village On Fire

I remeber this village set on fire. All the houses were on fire. I think I was flying around or something, saving animals or humen trapped in the house.. I don't remember very well.. I remeber rescuing this single black fly from a fly-nest in the top of a house.
There was a fireman on the ground, I knew he thought that what I was doing was dangerous for me, but he didn't want me to stop rescuing,, different kinds of creatures, so he didn't shout after me. I weren't conserned since I felt safe 'cause I could fly.
Then later in a dream I was sitting in my bed and this little black fly flew around my face. I tried to get away from it, starting to panic a little bit (I guess I was afraid of the fly) So I woke up for the first time in a very long time by a dream.


Un-Realistic Video Game

I was in an oldfashioned platform game. It was jungle-like with a waterfall. Kinda Donkey-Kong like, maybe? The game was in 2-D. I jumped from "bridge" to bridge (I don't know what to call it) using lianas. By the time I noticed it was wierd, I woke up.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I've been waiting for Sucker Punch to come out since it was announced.
I found a new Trailer for it yesterday (only seen the teaser so far), and I watched it quite a few times
because it reminded me of some awesome dreams I've had.



Whilst trying to fall asleep in the evening I kept playing out similar scenarios in my mind.
I tell myself that if I become lucid during the night, I want to remember Sucker Punch, and I want to go to that crazy and insane world.


I'm in Italy, following a mountain path I have walked a few times before.
It leads to a really good restaurant near the top of the mountain.
I stop to take a look at the scenery. It looks just like I remember it.
But something feels off. I slowly realize that I am in the dream world, though I don't know why.

I engage my senses, feel the wind, hear the noises of the nearby woods and try to see as many details as possible.
Then I remember, Sucker Punch!
Not sure how to approach this task I've set myself I close my eyes and let go of the current scene.
I try to remember the trailer. No specific details, more like atmosphere and how it made me feel.

I open my eyes and feel that I succeeded, though I'm not entirely sure what exactly it is I tried to do.
The scene has changed, I am in some sort of stone castle. There is a big door in front of me, presumably the main entrance.
The corridors are lit with torches. I try to anchor myself in this scene by further enabling my senses.
There is a lot noise coming from outside, a war is raging.
Something is trying to break through the door. Every time it gets hit it makes a cracking noise, it won't hold much longer.
I'm not really sure how to proceed.

I hear steps next to me, someone is stopping to my right. I turn around and I'm quite surprised by what I see.
It's Baby Doll, wearing the same sailor outfit as in the trailer, with a katana strapped onto her back.
Is she going to accompany me?

"You have to believe."
"I do... in fact... I don't just believe, I know"

She smiles and throws me her katana.
I take it out of its holster, it's beautiful, it feels oddly familiar.

The door breaks open. A huge creature comes in, at least 10m tall, wielding a double blade.
I start walking towards him even though I'm afraid.
The excitement and my sense of adventure is much stronger than my fear.
We both start charging at each-other. I dodge his blade and slice through his body with mine.
His body only provides little resistance to my blade, it goes straight trough.

I am outside of the castle, which seems to be floating on some sort of platform.
Yes, the castle is flying in the sky, over a city at war, and there are other platforms floating in the skies as well.
The city is partially on fire, there is smoke everywhere, and glowing shots hit he city and are shot from it into the skies.
To my left is another creature, wielding a minigun.
I can't get to him within time so I just do a slicing motion with my blade towards him.
Energy leaves the blade, hits him and cuts him in half.

Many more creatures are starting to climb onto the platform.
I grab the minigun, which is way to big and too heavy for me to use, but I still manage to do so somehow.
I can feel my muscles drawing energy so they can support the weight.
I start shooting the creatures down with the minigun, but there's too many.

"This way!"

That was baby doll again. I drop the gun and run towards her.
As I reach her she jumps of the platform... what??
I jump after her.

Below the platform is a railway system in mid air and a train is approaching.
I get it, we're going to land on the moving train.
But I'm falling fast, and the train is moving fast as well.
I close my eyes for the impact... believe...

I hit the train hard, but it doesn't hurt.
I open my eyes, we're both riding ontop of it.
The railway starts going vertical.
I look up, it leads to another platform high up in the skies.

Big bullets are shot from the city towards our train, this will end badly.
The inevitable happens and the train is hit hard, but a few cars in front of us.
The train starts to progressively explode from car to car.
We look at each-other... no choice.
We jump of the exploding train.

I flip backwards, so I see the world upside down for a moment.
For some reason this is an absolutely phenomenal feeling.
I turn myself around properly and feel the heat of the exploding train.
We're going down... falling past the castle platform, heading straight for the city.
The faster we fall the stronger I can feel the air pressure, and it's making a terrible noise.

I hear something. Baby Doll tried to tell me something.

"What???"
"I can't fly!"

That's right! I can!
I approach her mid-air and hold her in my arms.
I draw my wings of fire...

It HURTS.
My ribcage and my spine make a cracking noise, and I can feel it throughout my body.
The wings have to carry both of our weight and we're slowing down very quickly.
We fall through the clouds now approaching the ground.
I land on my feet hard, the ground beneath us crackles and the pressure of the impact throws things around us over.
For some reason she's now wearing a white glittery outfit.

In front of us is the city, and hundreds of these creatures are charging towards us from within it.
Suddenly, I have it all figured out.
I hand the katana back to Baby Doll and start focusing my energy as hard as I can.
The tattoo on my body catches fire and grows over my right arm and the right part of my face.
My wings burn hot, the flames become brighter every second.
The heat around me becomes extreme, but it doesn't hurt me, in fact I like it.
I feel insanely powerful.

I'm shot at by some of the creatures, but the bullets burn down due to the heat before they hit me.
My wings grow bigger and bigger. I feel ready.
I eject all of the accumulated energy and focus it towards the city.
My wings leave my body, they are now part of the insanely big fire dragon I just summoned.
It's wing span must be at least 100 meters.

I drop to my knees. This may have been a little too much energy, I feel dizzy for a second and my aura seems unstable.
I quickly manage to stabilize it though. I look towards the city.
The fire dragon has already destroyed all creatures in its path and is now ramming into the city.
The whole city catches on fire, the buildings are torn off the ground.
The war is over.

For some reason I know this war was over a key. A key Baby Doll needs.
I search for the key with my mind and find it in the burning remains of the city.
I draw it towards us with telekinesis.
It's a very simple key, one of those to lock doors within a house.
I hand the key over to Baby doll, because I feel that's what I'm supposed to do.
I get the weird feeling that the reason I'm here is to help her get the key.

She's happy to receive the key and gives me a kiss on my cheek.
Then she disappears.
Nothing happens for a few seconds.
I suddenly remember why wielding the katana felt so familiar...
It used to be my weapon of choice in childhood dreams... in fact I still own it... it must be somewhere in the dream world.
I want to find it... but it isn't in this world...

I don't know what to do next. It feels weird because nothing new is happening, that is very unusual.
I turn around.
A man stands right in front of me.
He punches me right into the face and it fucking hurts.
I wake up.

Note: My next goal is to find the katana I have used in childhood dreams.

Comments non-lucid Lucid

I felt like I have had an introduction to this dream before. I recognized the bridge in it.

A family, which are depicted as members of my family are preparing to stay in a cabin / house on a tiny little island in something resembling to a fjord. The island only had room for a house with a floor. The house was white with dark brown lists. It was a great and wide wooden bridge to get to the island. At the bridge there is an old man with a blanket over him and a cap on his head sitting in a wheelchair. He has two holes where the left eye should have been. As if the eye had become skin tissue and was punctured. But they have said previously in a dream that he was not dead. The atmosphere is hazy, and over the bridge, I see only a mountain sticking up from the earth that goes sky high. The rest is just swamp, not a road even. Further than just across the bridge I do not see because of fog. Around the hut was only heather, all the way to the water.

There was a baby there, portrayed as Stewie Griffin from Family Guy. He played in the heather on the west side of the cabin when I heard some voices from nowhere and he argued with them. He died of some reason and the man in the wheelchair drove him west from the cabin with a pickup truck. On a road that did not exist. Later, the father and daughter (my sister and dad) are discussing something I don't remember, while she looked down into the water on her reflection. They stood on the north east side of the cabin. It felt like she were suicidal. I felt that everyone in the family would die.

Dream skip until night. The whole family sat and watched the reflection of a very similar cabin on the other side. The father explained that the same happens to the cabin as it happens with this. If it burned, this one burned also. I saw that the hut was burning and that this one also did, then the image disappeared. I now have a sort of guided tour of everything in place before I wake up again. Just like as the dream wanted me to remember it. I woke up.

You may call it a nightmare, but it didn't frighten me even though it was some pretty freaky images there. Like the old man with holes in his eye.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

After writing down my last dream I go to the toilet and then back to bed.
I'm still super tired but decide to attempt a WILD.
I fall asleep somewhere along the way.

"Hyu?"

Darkness. Where am I?

"Hyu!"
"What? Where am I?"

I'm confused, and talk to this weird voice some more until I notice my eyes are closed.
I open them.
My vision is blurry, I can't feel my senses.

"What are you doing?"
"Yuya?"
"Yes?!"
"Err..."

Suddenly I feel a splash of water, which "wakes me up"
My senses work now and I can see much more clearly.

"Thanks... that helped."
"I hope so, because we're in a bit of trouble."
"Why's that?"
"Someone is pissed that we destroyed his crystal I assume."

I try to focus and check my surroundings, where I am and what just happened.
I'm in yet another world, there is snow again... I hate snow, it's a good thing I don't feel the cold due to my energy.
But it looks completely different from where I was in my last dream.

"Well, shouldn't we bugger off?"
"Can't open a portal, the area is protected by some sort of spell."

I want to summon the wings on my arm to teleport us away, but I'm interrupted by a red portal forming in front of us.
A person wearing a black suit, MIB style is exiting the portal and closing it behind him.

"Ooh, cute little Yuya."
"Fuck you!"

Well... it seems she doesn't like him.
I probe his aura. It's dark, and very strong. Yuya is on her guard, he must be strong indeed.
I try to focus even more on my surroundings, if a battle takes place I need maximum clarity.

"Who's this fellow? You have a boytoy now?"
"Shut up!"

He smiles.

"This is going to hurt!"

He forms a big fireball over his head and launches it at Yuya quickly.

"Shit!"

My body reacts without control. I instinctively short range teleport right in front of Yuya and aim my right hand at the fireball just before impact.
I'm completely powered up without knowing how. The fireball hits and I simply absorb most of the energy and it stops, I'm practically holding it in my hand.
It's hot, but it doesn't hurt me.

"WHAT THE FUCK????
Nobody shall stop my balls of fire! I am **** *** *****, demon of ****!!!" (I forgot the name)

"And I am Hyunkell fucking Anassasi, Dragon!"

i reply as I launch the fireball back at him with some added energy of my own with a strange sensation of power.
It sets him on fire and it takes him a second to put it out.
I feel an immense amount of energy coming from Yuya right behind me, what is she doing?
It feels like she's preparing some sort of spell.

"WHAT THE FUCK!"
"Don't you play video games? attacking a dragon with fire? retard!"
"All real dragons are fucking dead! They've been extinct for years!"

I plan on launching a fireball of my own at him but I am interrupted by Yuya.

"Fucking piece of shit, show me what you got!"

She's angry... she's furious, she really hates him.

He draws fire between his hands, trying to create an even bigger fireball than before.
But I've noticed what Yuya has done, and there is no need to intervene.
He doesn't stand a chance... none whatsoever.

Yuya just turned a whole fucking lake, which was rather close by, into a huge Leviathan which is going to ram our opponent any second now.
I looks strangely beautiful.

He looks up at his fireball, and sees the absolutely massive Leviathan rushing towards him. All hope of life leaves his eyes.
The Leviathan crushes him, and fills the air with humidity.
She's completely overdone it, I can tell that she went all out.
The clarity of the dream greatly decreases as the humidity turns into fog.

"Thanks Hyu! He caught me off guard."
"Glad I could help... so... what's the deal with him?"
"He tried to hurt you in your dreams before."
"Is he a dreamer?"
"No. He's a demon... or rather, he used to be..."

I've never seen Yuya this angry.
The dream ends.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I’m playing golf with a famous person for some reason.
It’s the first time I play golf, but I’m ridiculously skilled at it and win easily…

(false memories, never seen the place nor the women)
… I’m back “home”.
I live with my girlfriend in a rather weird house. We cuddle on our bed a bit but suddenly remember that we forgot to get something important from the city…

… We’re in the city now, riding on a train. The train starts braking for no reason. We look outside and see missiles falling from the sky.
We’re scared; it appears a war has just started. Explosions start going off everywhere, one missile hits our track right in front of the train and it starts derailing.
We quickly open our window and jump out before the train falls into the hole left by the missile.
I look up. So this is what the end of the world looks like. The sky is red from all the explosions and fire. Missiles everywhere and fighter jets shooting each other and falling off the sky burning.
We run into the city, trying to make it into the subway system, hoping that we may be safe there. (I've never lived close to a big city or a place with a subway)
As we run through the city, some skyscrapers start falling over and a fighter jet crashes right in front of us. The heat of the explosion hurts and forces us to run into a building.
We leave it on the other side, but another jet crashes straight through the street right in front of us.
We’re both on the very edge of the hole left by the plane,starting to fall in.
I turn myself around and push my girlfriend back up and she barely manages not to fall into the hole… but I do…

… I wake up in some sort of futuristic hospital. There are two nurses attending to me, both wearing something that resembles a hooters outfit more than that of a nurse…

… I’m being told it’s the year 2046. After my fall I was in stasis because they couldn’t fix me up with the current technology.
What I witnessed was the beginning of world war 3. The newly elected president of America was a fanatic Christian and ordered all non-Christians including all Atheists to be killed all over the world.
Now, over 30 years later, everyone is at peace and religious disputes no longer exist, the governments are transparent and censorship no longer exists.
But we’ve paid the price, the current world population is only approaching 1 billion at the moment…

…I’m being interviewed... they ask me about the golf game which confuses me because I don't think it's important.
Next I am asked what my plans are now, considering that all of my knowledge is outdated, yet I haven't aged a bit. I’ll probably have to learn a new job.
I ask the interviewer what the current situation with space exploration is, because I've seen a recruitment poster somewhere.
He says they recently discovered ways to create FTL drives, and an exploration project will start any moment now, they’re actually searching for peoples willing to be trained for space travel.
I tell him that I’ll try to join the program then, in hopes of becoming a pilot…

The scene starts with lights upon a guitar. As soon as there is a solid awareness of the guitar it instantaneously shatters into pieces. The guitar strings elongate and distort to become the legs of a real woman dancing on Broadway.

A marionette puppet walks by on its own accord.

The Broadway gal sticks her long lizard-tongue out at me as she slowly but surely turns full reptilian. The puppet walks on alone, somberly through dark corridors. A large butcher knife comes down from the ceiling and cuts the puppet in half. The puppet reattaches itself and stands up to escape, but the butcher knife comes back down and dices the puppet into neat little squares, and then minces it into bits.

The bits of marionette puppet instantly ignite afire, engulfing the world’s oceans. I see the world, with all it’s oceans on fire. Dolphins, ablaze, jump into the air and hang for a moment before sinking under waves of flame. The clouds, too, were on fire and angels fell from the sky.



I stand alone and scream in agony before graphically tearing myself in two to the bone. My skeleton catches fire. With the entire world ablaze, it looks like a fireball. It incinerated into a tiny burning ember in the center of a baby’s eye. I pan out to see the baby in full view as the butcher knife reappears dicing the baby to bits. The puppet somberly reenters with a broom and dustpan, to sweep the bits of baby up and dump it into the garbage.

Note: For the past several nights I haven't been able to remember a single dream, and until the last section of last night, I thought I was going to have yet another night where I couldn't remember anything. It was during the last hour or so of my sleep that I started having a dream, and my alarm woke me during the dream, so I was able to remember it. Then it got a bit strange, I will explain it as I post the dream here.

My mother and I are at a train station, looking around to see what is happening. I see one of the trains waiting at the station, though there aren't very many people around, so it is virtually empty. I think it would be fun to take a train ride, but I figure the trains probably cost too much to ride. But when I look, the trains are running for free, so there is no reason why we can't take one and see the sights for a bit. So my mom and I climb onto one of the trains and we wait there, it is a two level train, so we choose seats on the top. More people get on board, and finally it pulls out of the station. From Tucson, the train heads south. The desert looks greener than I have seen it for a long time since there has been a drought going on in the desert for a while. It is really pretty out there. So we just ride along and enjoy the ride until we reach another train station. My mother says it's time to head back to Tucson, so we get off of the train and board a train that is leaving in the opposite direction. Shortly after departure, however, this train turns off to the right, heading east. So we ride the train for a while longer, over a couple bridges, and finally to another station. So once again, we get off the train, but this time we check a couple of maps and find the train that is heading back to Tucson. To be honest, I'm getting a bit bored riding on trains, so I'm ready to head back.

This is also a double level train, but the lower level is actually enclosed. There is a celebration there, I look over and see it is a wedding… or it looks sort of like one. There is a woman in a wedding dress, and another woman in a skimpy bikini, but the two of them are standing in front of an official looking man, saying wedding vows to each other. I take a piece of the cake and eat it, it is delicious, though it isn't chocolate… I then go upstairs onto the open air deck to take a look around. I go to one end of the train where I can see the engineer down below me, or I can see where the engineer is supposed to be… there's no one there now. I look ahead and see smoke and fire, so much fire… and we're heading right for it! I go back downstairs and find the engineer is at the party, so I tell him what is going on, and he goes straight back to his place and sees what I saw. The fire is spreading towards us, so the engineer stops the train and starts backing up. We are backing up into water, which seems strange to me. Everyone goes to the top level of the train to keep from getting drowned inside, but we are still sinking. The engineer says the train will make it, but if not, jump in and swim for it. I am standing on one of the seats, my HP Palmtop computer is in one pocket, my cell phone in my other pocket… I know they would not be happy to get wet. The fact I haven't used my HP palmtop for several years since it became seriously outdated doesn't occur to me, that now I use an iPod Touch… but it does occur to me that the desert is so flooded, and it's not even the monsoon season. So I do a RC and find I'm dreaming.

Now that I'm lucid, I fly into the air to go check out the fire a bit closer. I am checking to see if there is any easy way to go around it so my mom and I can get home. It's not a brush fire like I'd first thought… well, actually much of it is a brush fire, but a large portion of the south side of Tucson is also on fire. There is a track that goes around Tucson to the east, it circumvents the burning areas. Then I ask myself why I need to get the train home, it is a dream, after all. But I decide to follow the story a bit farther, I have the feeling I don't have much longer left to sleep, so trying to complete one of my goals would be pointless. So I fly back to the train and tell the engineer what I saw, as well as telling the other people in the train. The engineer switches tracks at one of the track switches, and we get on a track heading east. I am looking at the fire off to my left when my alarm wakes me up.

So I wake up, and as is my habit, I reach up and hit the snooze button… then I drift off back into the dream again. I do this fast enough that I don't lose lucidity, I'm not sure if this counts as a DEILD, but it was definitely a continuation of the previous dream. The train is being attacked now, it is stopped. Some of the people are trying to escape, running away from the train even though the rest of them are telling those who are running to stay with the train. I see some other people out there waiting for the runners with guns, are they going to shoot them? The guns turn out to be hand held flame throwers, the people waiting for the runners set the first ones on fire. The burning ones run around in circles screaming, the others try to return to the train, but it is too late. The people with flamethrowers seem to find it very entertaining to watch their victims burn alive. They continue approaching the train, and I finally remind myself that I am dreaming and can stop them. They like fire so much, let's let them have some! I use Damage Inc. to send fireballs at them, the fireballs blast some of them and set others on fire, and the remaining ones retreat. I go into the train, and I see my mother staring at me, she asks where I learned to do that, I tell her I can always do that in a dream… and then my alarm goes off because the snooze period is done.

I hit the snooze button again, and slip right back into the dream. Everyone is saying that stopping those attackers now won't help as long as there are more of them out there, they will just try again, and this time with more of them… or they will try a sneakier approach. I tell them I'll just have to follow those who retreated back to their base of operations and take them out there. The people tell me not to leave, they will be defenseless in the train. I tell them I have to go stop the attackers, they're burning everything! So we compromise, we start working on the train, reinforcing the walls to keep attacks out, sealing parts of it off to keep fire out… and then someone got in contact with several large rock golems, these golems stand about twice the height of the train, and they are marching alongside it. Well they should be immune to burning… The work on the train is taking too long, I know my ten minutes might be almost up, and sure enough, my alarm goes off and wakes me.

Ok, so again with the snooze button… the dream was quite interesting, and I wanted to go back. I am back on the train, but I leave right away, heading in the directions the enemies had retreated. I haven't gone far when I see there is an island in the sky, and on that island is a city. I fly up to the island and I see more of the people who tried to set the train on fire, and they were surely the ones who set Tucson on fire. The island is flying low, and there are people with some kind of long range flamethrowers on the front of it… or maybe they're lasers that are starting fires. Looking down in front of the island I see everyone running… quite a few people, dogs, cats, deer, coyotes, rabbits, bobcats, and other assorted animals, all of them mixed together as if they weren't aware they were supposed to be afraid of each other. There are people there shooting the fire, they are setting the stragglers on fire and laughing as their targets burn to death. I go down and use a blast of icy air to extinguish their latest targets which included a woman, a kid looking to be about seven years old, a pair of javalinas, and a coyote. I heal them and then head back to the island, where the people there are staring at me. I am pissed off at their sadistic behavior, I tell them if they like burning so much, they would be the ones to burn. I use Damage, Inc. to start a fire that encircles the entire city, preventing escape. The fire spreads rapidly inwards, I get the feeling there are some in there that can be saved… so I fly into the city and use telekinesis to lift them out of the path of the fire. There aren't many of them… I check, but these people don't seem to believe in pets… so all that is left in the city are a bunch of assholes. I set the people I have pulled out onto the ground, using a healing spell on them just before I wake up again. This time I get up.

So, its very hard to remember what the dream started with, because it was in no logical order. I suppose it started here, however:
I was in a very old, haunted house-looking mansion, and I had a feeling I was on some kind of tour. I was vaguely aware of people around me, and I had my brand new laptop clutched to my chest. i looked down at it and the login screen of World of Warcraft: Cataclysm was on there, waiting for me to put in my username and password. ( I had recently lost my authenticator for the game) I held it tighter , the screen pressed to my abdomen, and broke away form my group and walked through a different door. The scene changed.
I was in my current school, walking on the breezeways with some friends. I didnt see their faces or know exactly who they were, but they were very old, old friends. I remember something about water, maybe we were throwing water balloons, idk. Then one of my current friends was there, acting stupid, so i decided to videotape her with my convienient camcorder that I suddenly was holding. Then I ended up watching past tapes of her that were already there, and she was playing with my old friends from a different school. This concerned me because they were never my friends at the same time, and lived far away from each other. They were playiong a weird hide-and-seek type game, and there were plastic, floor length flaps hanging from the cieling. gthey were black and opaque. I went along, videotaping the flaps and every once in a while one person would pop out and giggle and I would continue recording it. Suddenly, i was in the scene. I joined their game too, and I looked at my surroundings. I was on a balcony, in a very large room. The size of a football field and at least 30 yards high. The floor was lava, but somehow I knew it just looked like lava and it was really a floor. It reminded me of Lazer Tag, and the World of Warcraft logo was embossed on the wall. My mom and some other adults were sitting in wooden chairs, talking. they told me to go play. i felt like I was very young. I looked down and realized the laptop was still there. I walked slowly along with my friends, lagging behind because of my confusion. I realized I was back in time, but I was still confused as to where I was and why these people all seemed to know each other. Then i stopped being confused and decided to enjoy it, and I went to play their little games. Then I looked down at the laptop again, and my entire field of vision was obscured by it. I was checking my email, but my world was two dimesions, it was a screen. I looked through my 3483483289473 new emails and saw they were from old friends, again. I didnt really recognize the names, but inexplicably, I knew that in my dream, i knew them.

I read through the emails and they werent just emails, it was a log of my thoughts and conversations. All of my computer typings were there, too. instant messages, the whole deal. I clicked on some and read about me and my old friend talking about playing a game, and upon clicking a new one, it was a conversation with a different person. I began to feel an aching pain for my old life, my innocent life.
Suddenly my world was normal again, at least, it was 3D. I was in some fields. I seemed to be driving a tractor. The field I was on the edge of was plowed, but it was just dirt inside of it. I drove through a clearing in the trees to see a house, but I was aware that the ground behind me was bursting into flames! i had an instinct, or maybe it was a whim, but I backed over it and it was extinguished. i was now terrified of the machine and got out of it and walked towards the empty field.

Then I bent down to scrutinize the rows. my laptop was gone. Spontaneously some rows would catch on fire, and i would concentrate and they would be extinguished. Then I realized that every row was exactly the same as the emails, except this time it was just instant messages with one specific person. (This guy used to be my best ever friend, I had crushes on him, but he didnt like me back so then i decided to just continue being best friends. i had at one point become really dependent on him, but then he changed, went through puberty or something like that. he was serious and lame and cruel, and it gradually got worse. now I often wish I had the old him back) I was wide eyed, and I saw that this was a complete archive of all of the conversations between us. I came to a section that was part of the "good times". It was 1AM- summat and we were playing Warcraft together. ( we had done this often) The message i was reading was from him. He was saying all this nerdy info about how to do a dungeon to me, but then he said "you know, lets not fill up our time with this junk. lets just talk =)" I started to feel very nostalgic. Then the rows nearest me burst into flames again! I tried to extinguish them but I couldnt, and I felt myself returning to conciousness.

I woke up feeling extremely sad, and filled with wonder that those things were actually real, that those conversations really happened, and that my mind stored them. That i could actually go back in time in my dreams. Weird.

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Starting Fires, Fighting Madoff

This dream starts with a false awakening. I woke up and I was on a dark colored, probably black, boxy couch. I looked around and I was in a very modern looking room. The color scheme was black and dark browns. There were panels that it looked like people dressed behind but the panels were hiding other couches. I saw on of my friends, Nikki, being followed around by two other girls. They were all laughing and looking at something attached to her foot. There was a chain attached to her black skinny jean and that chain was dragging behind it a metal match box looking thing. Every step she took it made sparks fly from the floor that it scratched. I asked her about it but I got little answer. Apparently this thing was new for everyone. Other people came out from behind the panels tried it on and danced and skipped with it. One guy ran and then did a sliding tackle, causing sparks to fly up like a dragon tail behind him. Nikki put it back on and started going around with it. She walked too close to one of the many couches and it lit aflame. Fortunately there were several fire extinguishers all around the place. Soon this became sport: setting things aflame then blowing it out. Some how this transitioned to several people, including myself, sitting in stations to blow out the flames where ever people started them up. At some point, it became apparent that we were in a war with a famous talk show host that had committed many crimes, including money laundering. My mind had instantly named him, Bernie Madoff. My ex, Olivia, put it on, caught something on fire and then we couldn't get it out. Me and my cousin, george, escaped and he gave me a small automatic rifle with a voice command grenade launcher. We headed down the hill and some zombie slaves of Madoff came towards us. I was able to shoot them in the head. We came next to a tree and I climbed it. George taught me how to use the grenade launcher. There was a switch on the nuzzle that would either turn the safety on or the grenade launcher, depending on which way you pushed, and once fired, you had to yell explode for it to go off. As a test I shot one right to the bottom of the tree I was at, where my cousin and Olivia were at and I yelled "Explode". I thought about what I was doing but it hit me right after I yelled so I jumped down right into the explosion. Lucky, there was no friendly fire in this dream so everyone was still alive. I then peppered the field of on coming zombies and then yelled explode. It was good.

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I am walking homewards from somewhere (do not really know where). A boy who is about ten years old is walking nearby and has apparently just finished school. We mostly walk through grey alleys and corridors. The boy is doing something on his cell phone as he is walking. Suddenly I hear my own cell phone ringing. Or so I thought, but when I take it out of my bag it does not indicate in any way that someone has just called. I feel a bit confused and check if I have any missed calls registered. I do not. Then I hear the signal again and realize that it must be the boy who has the same melody as me on his phone. He notices me looking at him and walks towards me. He then asks me if I can help him find Florida on my cell phone and I know that he means on a map or something. However, I am not sure how I would be able to do that since I do not have Internet access on my phone. I try to carefully explain that I do not know how to find it and I hope to be able to talk myself out of this without revealing that I cannot use Internet on the phone, since that would feel a bit embarrassing. Apparently he has tried to find it himself for a while now on his cell phone without any success. Then the boy drops the Florida hunt, at least for now.

Either the boy now walks away and my friend P shows up, or the boy transforms into him (not completely sure which). P and I are walking together and are happily talking about this and that. Suddenly it starts raining a lot. Fortunately, I have an umbrella with me which I now open. It is a bit broken and at least two metallic sticks are sticking out of it. However, it gives a good protection from the rain anyway. P seems to think that umbrellas are weird inventions that is not needed. He puts his hood on and is perfectly happy with that. It now also starts thundering from the rain clouds. We continue walking, but I am a little afraid that the lightning will hit the umbrella, especially because its skeleton is made of metal. I am therefore crouching as I am walking. Suddenly, P tells me that the top of the umbrella is on fire and points above my head. At first I do not really understand. But then I look at the other side of the umbrella and see that it is on fire. At first, I become a little shocked, especially if you consider that I had not noticed or felt any lightning on the umbrella. Then I throw the umbrella into a puddle and roll it around, making it thinner. In the end it looks like a black stick. I make sure to put out the fire well, because I know that fire safety means a lot to P and his family. He watches my actions carefully and thoughtfully and when I am done with the umbrella he seems satisfied.

We are now almost at home and only have a long, steep slope to climb. We know that we should keep ourselves as low as we can and hurry because of the thunderstorm. Therefore we begin to crawl incredibly quickly up the slope which is wet. P, who now appears to have transformed into his little sister L or someone else, is falling behind. I feel that it is my duty to stay and wait for him/her and therefore I do so a couple of times during our crawling. However, when I stay to wait I stand up in my full height which feels a bit risky. But soon we have both made it up the slope.

Note: The plan tonight was to see why Voldemort is so interested in interfering with MoSh and Asuka instead of being focused on Harry, and find a way to stop that. Additionally, planned to go to the world where I am a teacher at Hogwarts, it is the first day of class with Defense Against the Dark Arts. Nomad has said he will show up there, possibly disguised as a desk… that should be interesting… will wait and see. Unfortunately, I was not successful in entering my WILD… even though I was using my light / sound machine, there was something wrong with my leg that I couldn't seem to get it comfortable long enough to get into my WILD, it took a long time to fall asleep at all…

I am in my own bed, but it doesn't feel like my own bed. The first thing I realize is that it isn't a waterbed, so I roll over and open my eyes to see where I am. I know something is strange, but I haven't put it together that I am dreaming yet, just that I am not where I am supposed to be. I sit up and look around the room, I am in a room that looks like a bedroom that might be found in a castle, the window looks like it might be part of a castle… I get up and look around a bit more, I open a closet there and find clothes so I get dressed, then go through a door opposite the window. Now I find myself in a small sitting room, there are a couple comfortable looking chairs and a book case with some really interesting looking books on it, old looking books, they look like antique leather bound books… I take one down and look at it, but I don't have a lot of time to do that. I feel I need to get moving, so I put it back and go through a door opposite the one I entered through. Now I am in an office, there is a large wooden desk there with some pieces of parchment scattered about, another couple of book cases filled with interesting looking books, and a few comfortable looking chairs, one behind the desk, two on the other side of the desk, and one in the corner of the room. There is a stack of books on the desk, I go to take a look at one, it is titled "Out of the Darkness" by Raven Knight. I have written a book? I don't remember writing that book, so where did it come from? I pick it up and look at it, there are many song spells listed in the book, as well as some other spells, and also it tells about how the spells can be used, their primary use and some alternate possibilities… weird.

I still have a feeling of where I need to go. This has finally gotten strange enough for me to do a RC, so I become lucid. I remember what I am there to do, I am there to teach a class on magic, of all the strange things. I can think of so many people who would be better suited to being a teacher than me… but if I am there, I have to do my best, so I use TK to move the books with me and I head through one more door positioned across from the desk, and I enter a classroom. There are numerous desks in the room, it looks like a typical classroom, and there is a larger desk in the front, though it is nowhere near as nice as the one in my office. I set the books down on the desk and look around, wondering what I need to do to prepare for the class, to make sure I don't look like a complete retard. I think for a bit, then a portal opens and Nomad comes flying through, I can hear students coming outside the door, so I tell him to do what he's going to do before they get in, or there will be a lot of questions to answer. He changes into a desk near the front of the room just as the first students start coming in.

They all come in and sit in their usual groups, Harry, Ron, and Hermione are together, Draco, Crabb, and Goyle are together… apparently it's Gryffindor and Slytherin this time, though I am not sure what year they are in. I am looking, I notice that Hermione sits at Nomad, I can't help but chuckle just a bit. So soon everyone is in their seats, many of them are talking amongst themselves, some are looking at me as if they expect me to do something, which I'm sure they do. So finally I get everyone's attention, and introduce myself, and the class, and I figure they books are to pass out to the students, so I use TK to do that. One book to each student, Hermione is wondering where my wand is, I tell her that not all magic requires the use of a wand, and we would be learning magic in this class that can be done without a wand. Someone says he thought that was impossible, I say it is not impossible, and it is important, since there may come a time when one of them is in danger and doesn't have access to a wand. I tell them that if it makes it easier to learn the spell at first, go ahead and use the wands, but by the time they have learned the spell, the wand will be completely unnecessary. Draco is muttering something to Crabb and Goyle, I am assuming it is something rude, but I choose to ignore it for now. I open the book, and I see that the first spells there are elemental spells, fire and ice to be exact. So I start off on Damage, Inc. to produce fireballs, and soon most everyone seems to be able to form a small ball of fire with their wands.

I am getting on to ice, I figure that is a good idea when playing with fire to have something to counter it, and Hermione's desk turns into a student… or Nomad turns into a student… Hermione jumps out of her transforming desk, her book falls on the floor, and she is staring in shock at Nomad, who introduces himself as Jason. Everyone is staring at Nomad, Ron mutters a "Bloody hell! How did you do that?" at Nomad, but Nomad doesn't answer, he just sits down in an empty desk. I summon up an empty desk for Hermione to use, but everyone is still shocked at Nomad's transformation. I finally tell them that Nomad has been in my class before, and that is a more advanced transformation spell we'll get to later in the class, but apparently Jason had felt the need to show off.

I take the class outside to an open field where it will be more safe to practice playing with fire and ice, and everyone starts doing that, I have created some dummies for them to target with the spells. Crabb sets himself on fire, Goyle freezes his friend in ice… which puts out the fire but brings a completely new problem… so I defrost Crabb. Draco is trying to set Harry's robes on fire, Hermione keeps dousing it with ice before it can catch… I tell Draco to aim at the dummies only, he says he is aiming at a dummy, I say he knows what I mean, and add a bit of a telepathic push to get him firing his flames at the target dummies instead of Harry. Neville Longbottom is smoking… quite literally… the tip of his wand is producing a lot of smoke, but no fire. He continues doing that, apparently trying to focus harder, until there is a small explosion at his wand that succeeds in covering his face with soot, but doesn't seem to have done any more. Draco says if Neville did that enough, he might improve the appearance of his face by burning it off, Harry tells Draco to shut up, Draco says Harry should make him, Harry says ok that he will… but I break it up before it becomes an actual fight, I don't need anyone getting set on fire here. Then I am able to give some personal attention to Neville in the form of a bit of a telepathic guide on how to do the spell as well as some positive encouragement, and soon Neville is able to form a small fireball, at which he is thrilled.

Nomad is firing ice bullets at his target, interchanged with fireballs, he is clearly doing just fine with these spells, though I was sure he would… he does something else and comes out with a bunch of candy canes… huh? I wonder where he got those, and he starts passing them out to everyone, then starts eating his own while most of the students are still staring at him. Crabb and Goyle are the only ones to immediately start eating their candy. Nomad now does his best impression of a hydrogen molecule, he is bouncing all around the field and target range like a kid jacked up on so much sugar that he can't see straight. I almost call him Nomad, then I remember he is Jason right now, and I ask him to settle down a bit, there are people trying to learn here. Nomad lands near me, gives me a big hug while thanking me, and then he creates a disc out of ice and gets on it, then proceeds to make it fly into the air and shoot a circle of fire out from the ice disc while he is riding it, it looks quite cool… Then the two opposite elements interacting with each other form a tornado. The tornado picks up a lot of dust and then finally disperses, and when it is gone, so is Nomad. Everyone is staring, getting anyone to focus now would be impossible… or most everyone is staring. Crabb and Goyle are collecting candy canes, a lot of the students dropped their candy canes in shock when they saw Nomad disappear. They return to Draco, both of them holding big hands full of candy canes, licking them enthusiastically, as happy as a kid in a candy store. Harry asks if we will be learning all of that, too… I say it is really just a variation on the spells I showed them today, and yes, we will get into modifying the spells to fit specific needs. Ron utters another "Bloody hell!" I see the class is just about over, so I tell everyone it is time to go, a few minutes early to allow them to reach their next class on time.

Yep. So in the dream I was in my 4th hour, and I accidentally fell asleep during his lecture. I began to dream of dreaming about being in a video game. I was looking for an axe. I think the video game was probably Minecraft. A girl appeared next to a tree and told me that she wants me to fight her.

"Sure...Just hang on a minute, I'm really thirsty." I walked into my grandparent's living room to get a glass of water. Her facial expressions showed disgust in being postponed. She quickly ran up to me, stomped on my feet and said, "and that's only the first level of pain." It didn't hurt at all so I brushed her off.

Well, this pissed her off even more. She dragged me to the other side of the room violently. She put a small table between her and I so that it obstructed my vision. She had my feet underneath the table and I was laying on my back.

The pain started mild at first. I wasn't sure what she was doing, but it couldn't cause any harm, right? And it didn't really hurt.

The pain grew like a wild fire, encompassing both my feet and legs. It felt like my skin and bones were both in a raging sea of flames. I could sense that physically my skin was cold to the touch - but the flames were internal, existing deep beneath my skin and charring my essence.

The pain continued to intensify, and I screamed wildly. My own screams filled my ears and went to the highest frequency. I shrieked as loud as I could, hoping that someone could hear me outside of the dream.

"WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed louder.

And then the pain vanished and I woke up to the beginning dream.

"Are you okay?" A teacher asked, looking down at me. I looked around. I was in the middle of the hallway and people were staring.

"You were screaming so loud. Even the people in the cafeteria could hear you!"

I looked down at my legs. They looked fine, although some of the pain in the right foot still existed as a ominous remnant.

I limped back to my 4th hour, where I had fallen asleep at. I wondered how I had managed to wake up so far away? Had I sleep walked?

It was still the lunch hour, so I talked to my friend about what had just happened. I explained to her that the girl I had met in the video game was the same girl in our 4th hour. She said that the exact same thing had happened to her as well.

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

Night of December 7-8

I'm in the kitchen of House #1, looking up somebody's phone number on my cell phone. It looks like a calculator, but it has a two-line display, and the number is stored in it. Then, my dad, P. and I have a conversation via text messages about camping. I see the text messages on the screen of this calculator-phone thing. My dad says, “Want to go camping?” I say, “I love camping! Do we have to go in winter, though?” My dad says he doesn't expect us to go in winter. [There was a text message from P. in there somewhere, but I don't remember what it said.]

Then, my dad comes into the room, and he and I argue about how to retrieve the phone numbers of past incoming callers from the house phone. [My dad and I had figured this out together in real life the evening before I had this dream, but the phone in the dream had a much bigger, much more complicated two-panel display than our real house phone has.]

Night of December 8-9

There's an area where some sort of armed conflict has been taking place. There is an organization of people called “Help the Hungry” who are providing food to the survivors by parachuting in with it and by air-dropping it.

I'm in the bombed-out, roofless, empty remains of a small, single-story house that had only one or a few rooms. There is a rectangular box in the middle of the floor of the largest room. All the sides of the box are on fire, but there is a single hard-boiled egg in the center of the box, and it's not burning. I know that it was air-dropped there by Help the Hungry. Oh, a dream, I realize. I decide to go out of the house and explore. I turn around, toward another section of the house, a rectangular section where the wall at one of the narrow ends has been blown up. There's too much rubble between me and the opening for me to walk through conveniently, so I fly over it.

Once I get outside, I discover that the house is in the middle of a wide-open, flat, grassy field, lined with trees around the edges. [Now that I think of it, it resembles the one at the park closest to House #1, only the one in the dream is bigger, has more trees, and has no roads or other buildings in sight.] There is only one other person there, standing right near me as I'm flying just a few feet above the ground. He says something to me [that I don't remember now]. His tone doesn't sound hostile, but I know that he's part of the group responsible for bombing the house, so I want to get away from him quickly. I start flying straight up to escape. He makes a grab for my legs to catch me, but misses. I continue ascending, and the dream starts to fade. Gray blotches appear and spread, blotting out the sky around me.

When I found myself back in bed, I thought, No, I'm not done yet, with resolve. I didn't want this dream to be over already. I remained perfectly still and concentrated on visualizing the dream I'd just been having. I remember thinking, Please... please... please...

...and then I'm back in the sky above that same grassy field, falling toward it just as fast as I had been flying away from it. I do a faceplant into the grass, but feel no sensation at all, neither impact nor deceleration nor pain. I'm now lying on my stomach in the grass. Three or four people about my own age are crouched down in front of me, watching me as I push myself up. I try to speak, but for some reason, although my mind is sending the right commands, my mouth won't work. Instead, I smile and wave at the young woman on the right, who smiles and waves back. As I'm getting up, I keep trying to speak, and after a few seconds, I succeed in getting my mouth to work. I say something like, “Hi, I'm (Emiko). Hide me from anyone other than the Help the Hungry people, will you? I don't think they like me very much.” By “they” I mean the group responsible for bombing the house, and the reason I don't think they like me very much is that I ran (well, flew) away from them. The others seem to accept me, and we all walk away across the field as a group. [That's the last I remember.]

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Side notes:

I was getting to be kind of annoyed that I'd had dreams featuring House #1, one of my dream signs, for two nights in a row without going lucid. Last night, I started to do more serious RCs again, and changed up my before-bed affirmations, making them more along the lines of, “When I'm in an unfamiliar place, especially House #1, I realize that I'm dreaming.” It seems to have worked.

Also, this is the second time that a dream has started to fade right when I've been flying upward. I think it's because both times, I was concentrating exclusively on the act of flying, not paying any attention at all to the environment around me. Lesson learned: In the future, look around more when flying. (Yay for DEILDs, though! I'm so glad I know that trick and can pull it off successfully. )