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I think there were a lot of things on this dream, but I remember just one scene:
I was inside a small, square-shaped cyan room, and one wall was replaces by a giant fish tank. There was a giant pipe incrusted in a corner and some fish laying in the floor.

It was creepy, but the thing has turned creepier when the blue one flew into me (I'm sure there wasn't water) and tried to kiss me. I slapped the fish, but he returned and I slapped it again.
That blue fish was quite strange. It looks like a regal tang-colored angel fish.

Well, what do you think it means?

I fall asleep at around 4:30 PM. This dream series was very reminiscent of the Time Travel UFO dream I had a week or so ago. It involved the same universe throughout the entire thing. It all started in Preschool. I was in a weird preschool class for some reason. I must have been young. I do not remember much of the class, however when I got out, the same friend from the other dream was ready to drive me home in a bus. He then drives me to the same area as the last dream, where his house was still in the woods, and the playground (which I looked for, but could not find) was somewhere nestled in the forest. The dream ends in a mountainous or extremely hilly area. There is a large bridge with a huge swingset on the bridge that swings you over the mountain. I rode it, feeling free. I noticed a few family members popping up in the area, then fireworks going off. I then see that the entire area turns into some kind of festival, where thousands of people are sitting in bleachers facing the forest and the fireworks. I then decide to walk into the festival area and little did I know, my old algebra teacher from high school was there. She didn't seem overly excited to see me, however. I signed her visitor booklet because she had a pen for her animals there and was showing them off. It was a bit like a fair. I wake up for the first time of the night around 2:00AM. I then check the time and roll over and go back to sleep. This is when the dream becomes odd. The dream turns into a video game. It becomes a game similar to the game Tomodachi Life for the Nintendo 3DS. However, this is a very open world, it had to do with my home town of Bloomington, Indiana. The whole game was in this town. It was extremely realistic, and the person playing the game was streaming it to Twitch TV. Me and my friend become stuck on something in the middle of a road above a highway. The player then builds an island somewhere close to us. Finally my friend decides to get onto a bus. I snuggle close to him to keep warm, because it was cold and rainy. I do for the entire trip home, which in real life, from the bridge over the highway should not have been longer than 5-10 minutes. (I'll begin to refer to this friend as J.) I finally get off the bus in front of my house. The door of my house has massive amounts of graphiti, and I walk inside. I dont know why my dreams like to do this, but they like to switch the interior of my house to the other houses I've lived in. (This is all in the same world still. I'll explain later.) Now, I walk in and ask "why is there so much graphiti on the door?" She replies "that's just what the kids around here do. Can't help it." It had things like racial slurs, etc on it. Now the dream switches a little bit. Inside, the dream lays out my living room as the current living room I have, except the fish tanks I have have been moved to the other side of the room, and there's a dining table in the living room as well, right in front of a TV. The dream continues the video game theme, however. The fish tanks move around the house a lot, until the dream puts them outside. Of course, the exterior of my house, or the land I live on, is actually the woods I lived by at my previous apartment. I go up to my bedroom, where my mother is talking to a lady out the back window, who is on a very tall ladder (we lived on the second floor of the apartment building, and the back windows faced to the woods. This is not the same forest as J in the dream lives in.) My mom is talking to the lady when I jump on the bed and she falls partially out the window. The dogs also have been partially out the window as well for some strange reason. I pull them all back in so they don't plummet to their death. That's where this dreams ends and I wake up at about 4:00AM. I check the time and turn over, where I have some extreme hypnagogia for a few seconds, and I'm back out. The dream begins in the same world as the last. (I will illustrate this world, as it seems to become more and more solid of a world in my dreams for some reason.) I'm riding in the car with my father, who I'm trying to convince that we're both dreaming, and that we should become lucid. I show him my favorite reality check, which for some reason actually works the same way as it would have if I was awake instead of sleeping. I then take control, where I have the 3rd lucid dream of my life. I end up only taking full control for a few seconds, because I wanted to see how this dream would play out by itself. I end up very high in an airplane out of nowhere. Where I'm playing with altitudes like I'm playing Microsoft Flight Simulator. My mom is in the plane, and I tell her I'm going to land. I stick my head out the window and tell her that there is an airport below us called Isral airport (It was a misspelled version of "Israel.") I tell her I might try to land there or another larger airport to the right of it. I then switch to some odd game view where there's other planes in the sky with me and I press a button in the plane, then other planes begin to crash into each other in a very weird animation style. I find myself flying street level with other cars back in my hometown in front of my rival high school. I struggle with controlling the plane and my wing hits another car. Sliding off. The breeze then picks up the plane and throws it around everywhere, making the plane freak out, then suddenly we're back to my house. Only now, I'm in a strange, large, open room right beside my house. I can't remember what is happening in there, but I go to steal some aquarium equipment from a shelf in the room. Some guards see me and kicked me out. The small fish tank gets taken to the forest, and the large fish tank gets put in that large room. I walk into my house from the large room, and then I walk back into the open room, where a ride has just appeared, where all you do is hold on. There is no safety equipment. It throws you through a loop and goes through the loop multiple times until the ride is stopped. Then this is when everything becomes interesting. Out of nowhere, this guy named Samus comes out, who is the deity of the game. He controls everything. He flies around, making sure his game is working the way it should be. I'm not 100% sure if I'm lucid at this time in the dream, but I can assume that I am. I then tell him that I want my fish tanks back in my house, because I cannot view them outside. He then takes out a piece of paper, which he presses a button on that scrambles a few settings. Everything is made double its weight, so it's harder to pick up anything. I get my family to try, but everyone is in pain from it, and I let it go for now. I then begin to fly around the little creek in the woods behind my house. I see some black fish and some goldfish in the little creeks. I then decide to go for a tiny swim. This entire dream's weather has been the same. Rainy. I'm switching from swimming to flying in and over the creek until something falls in the water and transforms into a monster. Samus is heard speaking about this as a narrator, I keep flying higher and higher to avoid the monster, until I'm high enough to see the entire globe of this dream, which is an oddly shaped spheroid. The manmade things like the roller coaster thing by my house stick up, and on another island far away, you can see another building that showed up in the UFO dream. I then teleport back to the ground by my house and stare at the ground for a bit. I forget what happens next, so I'll skip to where I can remember. I then go to the pet store to buy a lightbulb for an aquarium that had a bulb go out. I get home, and the package ends up being these little fizzy circles that you put in the tank and it's apparently supposed to light it up. I put it in my mouth and it fizzes like one of those head ache tablets that you put in water. I spit it out into a toilet which appears in front of me out of nowhere. Somehow I get a real lightbulb and go through a lot more to put the bulb in the hood of the aquarium. The aquarium in the large room is put back in the house, but the aquarium in the woods still stays. I then begin to talk to Samus, which then takes us back into a car. Samus puts the level of difficulty on "exam," which is supposed to be a bit less harder than the difficulty it was on earlier. After a roundabout, we see a monster in the distance, which looks like a tall gray figure with a perfectly circular head and blocks for a body. We then begin to drive down the road opposite to the monster, and the sun comes out a bit. The little blessed palms my mom likes to keep in her car begin to catch fire on top of the dashboard. I begin to grab them to put them in a safe place under the dashboard but my mom gets mad and tells me to put them back. I spend the rest of the dream trying to keep the palms in the shaded parts of the dashboard, and that's when I wake up for the last time at 5:50AM. I then pick up my iPhone's word processor and write down this DJ entry, which I just now finished at 6:50AM on the dot. It took a whole hour to write this. Dang...

I'm laying on the floor resting with my head on a pillow near my sister's fish take which looks nothing like her fish tank in wake, and the house I'm in is not familiar. My sister is doing something to the tank, maintenance I suppose, she is trying to catch one of the fish with the little green fish catching net, the fish is so small, about the size of the tip of my thumb, and it's electric blue with a few black and white stripes. She gets it, but when she lifts the net out of the water it falls out, it falls out strange although we accept it as normal, it dropped then hovered still in a spot above my head for a few seconds, then my sister urged me not to move so she can retrieve the fish. In my view it slowly gets closer to my face, I yell at my sister to get it because it looks like she isn't even trying even though she says she is but she's doing nothing. then the fish disappears out of my view, I sit up fast and scream at her "where is it?" then she say's "I'm not sure" but tells me to hold still so she can search my head for it, I don't like the way she is giggling the whole time as I feel this is some serious shit. I'm imagining it went into my mouth, or in one of my ears, so I close my mouth and discern it's not in there, but I realize that my right ear feels soooo stuffy. It felt like it had 20 years of sticky warm earwax in it, and it's a little deaf, so I stick my finger in it trying to dig it out. I yell at my sister that it's in my ear, she tells me that we can go to this house with a family that has helped us before and given me a tattoo that I don't remember or something like that. So we're driving at night and within seconds are at the house, we get out and my sister walks ahead of me and knocks on their door and whispers something to the guy that opened the door, I can't hear, I suppose it about the situation. Then the man at the door smiles and lets us in, when we walk in my sister leaves me there and goes to the car and i don't like that. Then I turn back to the people in the living room, it's an older woman i guess their mom, then two guys in their late twenties, and a girl that looks a little younger than me. The mom tells me to sit in the chair next to one of her sons so he can do what ever to my ear while she continues talking about stuff we've supposedly done in the past, then i sit in a chair next to him, but he tells me "no the other one", so i get up and sit in the chair next to him on the other side of him. then everyone gets quiet and he picks tools and stuff up from this ironing table and messes with my ear, next thing I know I'm passing out, then I wake up and it's really dark but i see a night light on the wall so the light hits a few objects, i look around and see I'm in brown blankets on their living room floor, and all around me the rest of the family in brown blankets sleeping in different places on the living room floor, i wondered why no one was using the couch, the mom was by the window, the two guy near the door and i was by the couch with my head on the girls blanket and she moved in her sleep and bumped my head and she woke up from it and had this weird look on her face when she saw me looking at her and then she tried to explain to me something about she had to sleep near me to get my energy, then she grabbed my head and buried it into the side of her hip and fucked my hair up and i was just to lethargic to give a fuck i suppose and I was zoning out like she really was sucking my energy then when i fell back asleep i woke up.

I almost forgot this dream. I had the impression I had dreamed about grotesque insects. I was tempted to not remember it. Somehow, something I saw while driving refreshed the memory.

I was in my spare room. It is mostly empty and looked like it does in real life. -Expect for two piles of dirty laundry in front of the closet door. They looked like piles of dirty oily rags. Something you would use on a car. Sitting plain as could be between the piles are two plastic cylinders filled with clear water. One was almost empty, the other was mostly full.

Escaping the mostly empty 'tank' was something like a giant albino pill bug mixed with a silverfish. Except slimey and fleshy. They scattered when I spotted them.

For some reason, I felt more worried about the inhabitant of the second cylinder tank...

I picked it up using both hands and held it up to get a close look. Floating up the surface was something very difficult to describe. It was elongated, lopsided snail-like thing fused with a clam. It had a tiny human-like face with dull black eyes. It was mostly snail brown with darker blurry stripes, and a slightly translucent shell. I had the impression two lived the tank. But only saw the one.

I recently started looking through HP Lovecraft writings. The monsters described in the lore are notoriously difficult to depict or comprehend.

I have a new habit of writing down before sleep a few things to watch out for during sleep, elements for my day that are likely to make their way into my dreams:

For example last night due to that thread on lucifer followers on DV, I was expecting to maybe dream of the devil or something like that, and I was all ready to face him and tell him that he is not real if I became lucid. Lol

Instead I dreamed about cleaning my fish tank. Of course, I should have realized that the guilt over postponing the water change yesterday would get into my dream! Alas, I did not become lucid.

My fish tank in my dream was not at all like in real life. It had some sort of skull decoration, which was buried under something else - a hidden skeleton? It had yellow sand and tree roots. I did not quite see or don't remember what creature lived in my dream fish tank, but I have the sense that it was quite inappropriate for a tank this size and maybe even for a tank at all. (For all i know with all my kitten dreams lately, it might have been a kitten.) I was trying to remove things that leach calcium into the water before refilling the tank (this is due to my trying to sort out in reality how to adjust alkalinity to suit snails, but actually they probably need more calcium not less).

Another dream fragment: I also dreamed something about left hand and upper hand.

I don't remember much about last night's dreams, beyond being back in college and in a class. My computer screen was a hologram suspended above the desks. I was openly browsing a porn website, but nobody really seemed to care. There was a girl who was taking a class on playing the fiddle, and I was jealous because I wanted to learn to play. I began telling my classmates about a woman who played the harp with a bow.

Then I was going to a job, which was inside of a hotel. I was carrying a handful of fake, dried rose petals. I was very protective of my fake rose petals, if other people tried to look at them or take them from me. There was a man inside, wearing sort of a hotel-concierge-uniform, working on an arrangement of cut roses. I wanted to set my petals down but was worried someone would mistake them for real ones and clean them up and throw them away. I showed them to the man and woman, and they seemed fascinated by them.

Then I was in an elevator going up to a room. In the other room, there was an obese woman conjuring illusions in a large, cylindrical fish tank.

I'm in "Atlanta" (though it looks nothing like the city) with my two friends Bet and To. They are a couple. We need to get to the airport to leave. To starts driving off and as he's driving Bet decides to look up the directions on the GPS. He's driving north and it does look like the way that we came from the airport. I know that it is the wrong direction though because I saw the airport on the other side of the town earlier. We only have 45 minutes before our flight so I start to argue my case. They don't agree so I stop arguing. All the while, the GPS is not working properly. I'm dropped off at the boardwalk that is suspended over the city. It is the outskirts of the city with not many people and many storage buildings. I walk over a yard of drone aircrafts and I think it strange that these are out in the open. I thought their technology was secret. I think about taking photos but instead keep walking. I call up Bet and To and they have left me. I say it's okay and I mean it. I call my sister who has an apartment in the city.

We go to a petting zoo. The zoo guide lists the names of all the animals that are available for petting. They seem normal enough but at the end his voice changes tone and he says, "and a tiger!" I'm scared expecting a big tiger to walk up. Instead, a zookeeper emerges with a baby tiger. He lets us pet it. I'm angry at the zookeeper because he is not being gentle with the tiger.



I have a fragment of a fish tank scene, where the fish are sort of competing with each other. I have a feeling it was an interesting dream but cannot remember much.

I was starring at this murky stinking tank about 5-ft in length and 3ft in high sitting on a table in a laundry room. Inside it was: long grass, bugs, a few desperate looking fish, and most upsetting --two or three long dark colored eels writhing around. I remember feeling overpowered by the thought: "I forgot to take care of my fish..."

It's been a long time since I owned an aquarium. I took good care of it, until I went to Clear Lake for a few days without a fish sitter... I was about 13-years old. When I returned... One aggressive fish had survived by eating all of the others. It must have really had an impact... I've had aquarium dreams over the years, but recently had a vivid dream about a huge fish tank that I've identified as an old recurring aquarium... I did not put the pieces together right away. The dream felt profound, sickening, and shameful.

--I do not recall any other exact dreams about this tank, only strong but old emotions.

Last nights semi-lucid dream.

I'm with a girl and we are walking up a road by my moms house. I decide to fly instead of walking and I say to the girl "come on, fly!"
After a few minutes I say "I can see lots of clear, floating things like orbs, can you?" The girl says "no I can't" I feel amazing and very, very spiritual.
It's night time and everything looks so much more beautiful and amazing than normal. We now get to town and I say "come on, I wan to go to Dunelms"
We get inside and it's different. It's beautiful in here. We walk past some kids, but they don't look real to me so I say, "I need to touch them to see if there real and not spirit" so I touch them and find that they are real, they were sort of see-through but then they turned solid. . We now have to go up some steps and again I decide to float up them. I say to the girl who's with me "this is probably a dream" and she shakes her head like I'm a mad woman . I now know that I'm dreaming but I don't have full control, so I just go along with the dream plot. The girl with me says "why can you see spirit?" I say "I hypnotised myself and they said ill see spirit, and I need the stone in 4 days and this is day 4, so now I know I'm ready!"
We now reach the top of the stairs and come to an amazing room. This room is bright and shaped like a half-moon. In the middle of the back wall is the most beautiful and clear fish tank I have ever seen. On either side of this large tank there are green stone pillars carved with the most beautiful carvings. They are a light green colour and reminded me of a crystal called malachite. The colour and everything is bright. It's like a 3D fish tank lol. People are sitting on a half circular sofa and they are admiring the large tank. I think they were waiting for something or someone. We now go outside the room into another part, but I have to just pop my head round to take another look before I go on lol.
We now come to a lady at a till and she give me 2 small, thin tubes. 1 tube has sea salt in and the other has another substance in. The lady says to me "you look after yourself". I put the tubes into my coat pocket to keep them safe because I know they are important.
We now come to another area and 2 women are here. I say to the girl I'm with "I'll get my stone from here" ((meaning my green crystal)). I now realise I'm only holding 1 thin tube and panic. I panic because I need to swap these for my green crystal. I search my pockets but I can't find it or feel it anywhere. I now think to myself "it MUST be in my coat pocket!" I again put my hands in to feel for it and suddenly it's now there lol

Dream - Lucid

I was standing in a room with a brown-haired lady with a perm. She was sitting in the back of the room on a chair, and I was standing next to her. I feel like the room was predominantly wood. We were talking, I don't remember what about, but I realized I was dreaming during the conversation. I then looked at her, though she was looking straight ahead and not at me, and said
"Well it doesn't matter anyway, this is a dream."
I don't remember what she said back to me after that. She may not have said anything at all.
I then looked straight ahead, and there was a doorway into another room. I wanted to head in there.
I then either woke up or simply lost lucidity.

~

I was at what was supposed to be my house, but it didn't look like my waking life house. Blake, my brother, was there too. Oddly, I felt like, in the dream, it was a very temporary house, a temporary stay. It was a weird concept.

Well, a chubby older woman with permed grey hair was walking around in the yard looking for something. She was wearing a lime green button up shirt with a white flower pattern. I can't remember what pants she was wearing. I went up to her, and she told me she had wanted the brown couch we had put out there to give away for free, but it was gone. She had wanted to come back and get it. She then named some other things that we had been giving away that she wanted, but none of it was there. She talked a lot. In fact, when I had walked up to her, she was talking to herself, just saying things about the couch and such. She had come back days after we put the stuff out to give it away, so no wonder she had missed it all. I told her it had all already been taken. She kept talking to me about it.

I then saw, or maybe she mentioned, that she had kids. I saw the van she had driven to the house, and there were a couple of small children in there, a little boy and a little blonde girl. She eventually got back in the van with her kids. I remember telling my mom about what had happened on the phone.

Then, I was looking at Blake's beta fish tank. It's really tiny IWL, with no filtration system, so it had to be cleaned quite often. The water didn't look bad. Not perfect, but it was definitely alright for the fish. I then looked above it, and there was another tank the same size with these longer, small silver fish swimming in it. The water level had sunk a bit, and it was filthy and cloudy. I didn't know how the fish were even still alive in that mess! I then looked back down at the original tank, and the water was pretty clean in comparison. I also didn't even see the beta fish in there, but instead, some small, round fish were swimming in there. I do think one was silver, but I can't quite remember anything about the rest of them.

I am in a basement school of laboratory. The subterranean labs are not as gloomy, dark, terrifying like as in a horror fiction, but had an atmosphere of my old high school. Light brown tiles with bright white fluorescents light. Scientists and doctors are like teachers. Well… let’s face it; they are ‘teachers.’

Children subjected to experiments act like normal school students (It is true that those who are talented in science and math are groomed to be one of the ‘teachers’; experimenting other children.) and respect those who treat them like a lab rat.
My talent in every report card are marked somewhere in middle. But the repulsiveness I feel as I pass the classroom full of red, blood-shot-eyes students cannot help it. I guess my dream self is damned at science as in real life, so I’d position myself below the average.

Inferior or ‘bad’ students living and studying under this massive lab are punished. It is not that painful or agonizing punishment to be honest. Students are kept captive from doing any farther misbehavior by putting some kind of weird cords all over the body and meekly held upside down in a green, fluid filled glass like a frog pickled with formalin. I do not have a memory of letting myself to such chopping board, so I think I was one of the obedient kids.

Every student is born from the lab. Some of them are ‘Bad Seeds’ (as ‘teacher’ stated) from their time of birth. They are characterized with aggressive personalities. No one knows if it were from the genetic misplacement or from the accidental experiments, which happens quiet often. But ‘Bad Seeds’ cause a lot of trouble. It is said, they would explode their selfish stress out by howling and destructing materials like a beast, threatening a poor book warms shivering like scared herbivores, disrespectful to ‘teachers,’ and the list is endless.

It was out by a coincident. I was absent mindedly cautiously carrying my pretty fish placed in a tank, when two scientists passing a hallway, arguing (or croaking) loudly about expelling a ‘Bad Seed.’ They are sending (disposing) an 8-years-old troublesome kid (who has no need for them). The boy has spent his entire life as a subject, so he’s just an innocent baby not knowing about a dark world. Are they sending him to dangerous outside? Not caring of his safety?

Unfortunately they were not concerned about the human rights, but croaking about the danger ‘teachers’ would get from sending a ‘Bad Seed’ to a civil society. That ‘Seed’ is exceptionally smart and viciously evil compare to other civilians. Instead of freeing a beast among deer, we should silently ki….l…

As a brown haired scientist with glasses reveals his dark treachery, I was casually passing them, he gave me a quick look and tried to resume, which was blocked by an old (probably his superior) ‘teacher.’
I take Curiosity? Probably useless sympathy … anyway an interest towards the kid. Underage, little kid is about to be disposed to the ‘outside’ world. I stared at my red scaled fish. It has a character of its master; not swimming, but gently floating like a primed lady, acting like a stuffed animal……. Is it dead?

I tapped lightly of a cylinder that has nothing but transparent clear water. The fish lazily swayed its tail in such a slow motion, I yawned.


Tut… … Pretty, but a flabby fish.


I walked towards a suspension (laboratory) room for the little kid. Probably for the pea-sized guilt they had… experimenting underage children… the room was placed at the far end corner of a hallway inside a room. Just before I went for the door, there were white lockers with locks placed beside it. There were four (read) stylish (but say wicked) girls abruptly end their conversation and stare at me. Are they my friends?

They are nervously fidgeting around a stair (structured like one you could see in a subway station), looking for a chance to get ‘outside,’ breaking rules. They had a warning look on their face, scared of me who has a chance to tattle to ‘teachers.’
Don’t know why they would roam around, looking for danger ‘outside’ in a first place.

I do not mind their business; I solemnly open a door with no interest. They started chatting in relief.

The door was connected to another hallway. To the right there is a class with a glass door. They are having a PowerPoint lecture in a dark room, blue lights reflect the passionate students; future maniacs, frantically scribbling their notes. I passed in disgust. I went to the end of the cornered hallway, and slide through the translucence glass door for my final destination.

The suspension room, or rather the experimental room had hundreds of adult size glass cylinder with green fluid. Inside little children or students about to be born are lifelessly floating upside down; only their even breath shows they are living.

Air bubbles from their masks disturb their hair, swaying them like seaweed. It was an eerie and a startling sight to see breathing ‘dolls,’ faintly lit by a green light, but also makes me wonder about their dream from their calm… soothing face.


“Here for the punishment? Wait here; I just have one for you.”


I’m not really here for the punishment, but I did not stop ‘teachers,’ automatically working like robots. For I did not had any excuse for being here, and I did want to have a punishment I have never experienced. Floating upside down… disregarding laws of physics… looks fun. As I was surveying around, I encountered the boy who poked my curiosity.


Our eyes met for a moment.


Are we fighting or what? As we are studying each other, the kid gave ‘I have a temper,’ frown and give a shift turn on his neck to side.
I win ^^

He had impressive black ink like hair and eyes. He had wrinkled skin showing that he had just got out from that cylinder, wet like a new born baby. Assistant were drying him with a white towel. I secretly worried about his future; his cute chubby cheeks will trouble him someday. ‘Tut, tut… that cuteness will thin out in your near future.’ As he lazily supporting himself by assistance; narrowly balancing, I could not identify any signs of ‘Bad Seed,’


The 'suspension' room has similar atmosphere as this picture

DJ Log: March 19, 2011 – 4:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am standing in the basement of my parent's old house, listening to the sound of them watching TV upstairs. I walk upstairs into the living room and see my mom sitting on the couch and my dad sitting in the recliner, eating popcorn. Their dog, a black toy poodle, is sitting on the couch beside my mom, staring at me and wagging its tail. My cell phone starts ringing and I retrieve it from my pocket to see an incoming call from 'Lucid Awareness' on the screen. I step into the hallway and answer the call, but the line is silent.

I immediately become lucid and look back at the phone. The screen is now blank, but the phone is projecting an image of the screen onto the wall in the hallway. Suddenly a text message appears from the same caller, 'Lucid Awareness'. I don't bother to read the message, but drop the phone and walk back into the living room. I say to my mom, “This is a dream!” She gives me a strange look and says, “No, silly, it's not a dream.” I say, “If this is not a dream, could I do this?” I effortlessly push my right index finger through my left palm and show her what I just did. She gives me a brief look of shock, then looks back toward the TV.

I go over to a fish tank on the table and reach through the glass and try to grab the fish. The fish quickly swims away from my hand as I try to grab them. I can feel the cold water on my arm and the bubbles rising from the air pump at the bottom of the tank. Suddenly the dog starts barking frantically at me, then runs over and starts biting at my other hand. I pull my arm out of the fish tank and walk away from the dog, but it tries to climb up my legs and bites at my ankles. I say to the dog, “Stop it, or I'll put you in the TV.” The dog gets even more angry, growling and biting me even harder. I pick up the dog and walk over to the TV, tossing the dog into the screen. The dog passes right through the screen, then turns around and stares at me through the glass with a very confused look. Both mom and dad stand up and start yelling at me to get the dog out of the TV. I get down on my knees and reach into the TV screen, but I can't find the dog. I reach a bit further into the TV, up to my shoulders at this time, but I still can't find it. I ask my dad to grab my legs so I don't fall in, then I climb in about to my waist. Suddenly, the inside of the TV turns into a rainbow vortex and tries to pull me in. I can feel dad pulling at my legs, but he loses his grip and I fall into the vortex.

I hear a loud bang sound then quickly wake up.

(a dream I remembered from a few years ago)

Me and my mom had apparently just moved into a new place. There were boxes everywhere, no furniture, just boxes everywhere.
We were trying to gather up our pet fish had begun to swim out of the tank. Some flopped around on the floor, and we had trouble getting them since they were to slimy and smooth. Some were swimming around in tiny patches of water around the house. We kept trying to grab them out of the strange self sustaining hunks of water (only strange after awakening) but we could never seem to grasp them.

After a while we had got some it, but were freaking out because we knew the others were going to die. I notice my mom is not in the room anymore, and I hear a shriek come from the neighboring room.
I yell to her to ask her what happened.
She walks out holding two dead hands of a man. They were greenish blue, decaying slowly, and ripped up.
She says "You don't want to know."

The shock from the randomness of what had happened collapsed the dream at that point.