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Fragment 1 - Scrooge

I'm working for a very grouchy old man, rather like Scrooge I guess you could say, in some sort of office. He has two female assistants, one of them thinks she's completely indispensable to him. I happen to know that he could care less about the work she does. I don't know much about the other assistant, she seems to keep to herself.
I am busy and stressed, trying to get the important copying and paperwork done.

Flooding Farmland and the Cooking Contest

I was on what I knew to be our farm land, although it looked more like a beautiful park, with a lake that covered 2 sides of it. We, my family and I, were sitting eating a picnic lunch at the water's edge. I remember asking my Mother what she thought of the "farm" land and what she thought I should farm. I don't remember her response.

Upon turning to watching the water and daydream, I noticed it was actually rising fairly fast. I warned my family and we all had to scramble to pack up the picnic.

Flash forward to some sort of strange televised cooking contest that has now become visible further down my land. I realize I am involved in the contest and I become angry with my husband that he didn't order me the bright orange shirt and baseball cap that the others are wearing in the contest. It seems I need these items to compete. After searching around a bit, I find a hat in a pile of random stuffs near some random guys whom are loitering there. They look at me suspiciously. I snatch it up and head to my station. I try to begin cooking at my station and then realize that I have no food items to cook with! I guess I have a house on the farm land, because I run to it to see what I can scrounge together. I manage to find some frozen schnitzels that I can fry, and some broccoli and potato flakes which can be made into mashed potatoes.

Flash forward to the result - a judge telling me that it was just average and not at all inspiring. I don't really care - I am just very relieved it's over.

Plans: This is the last night for Halo task for full credit on the Lucidity Power Trials Club, and it is my aim to do it with Dakota. Other than that, I will focus on just remembering something. I remembered a dream last night, I want to do it more! More!

I am in a place I don't recognize, and I am not lucid at the time. I look around to see where I am, and I see that it is winter, the ground is covered in snow, and I am a bit chilly. I think I'm doing quite well to be out in that weather and only be slightly chilly, but that might not last. I wish I had a jacket of some kind, and I am surprised when one seems to appear from nowhere. I put it on and look around more, I have absolutely no memory of how I came to be here, or even of where here is. I decide to do a nose-pinch RC, and I discover that I am dreaming.

I look around the place a bit more now that I am aware I am dreaming. I am in a cold and snowy place at the base of a mountain, there are paths or roads of some kind leading up the mountain, so I head for one of those roads. While I am walking in that direction I am thinking about my goals, about what it is that I want to accomplish in dreams this night. I remember the Halo Warthog mission, so I will try for that. I walk along the base of the mountain looking for a possible place for the Halo mission to start. I see a tunnel leading into the mountain that looks like a place for the mission to start, so I head in that direction. I am thinking another part of the goal is to look for Dakotahnok to see if we can confirm a shared dream. So I am also looking for him as I head to the cave entrance.

As soon as I get to the cave I see there is a man in there, he looks like he is waiting for something. I wonder if it could be Dakotahnok… then I realize I have no idea what Dakotahnok looks like! I approach the man and observe his appearance, he has short dark hair, is relatively tall with an average build, but then my attention gets drawn to his shirt… his t-shirt has Dakotahnok's spider avatar on it! He sees me and asks if I am Raven Knight, so I say yes, I ask if he is Dakotahnok… he doesn't answer me, but he looks very happy with the situation and says, "We did it! We did it!" He is very excited at the prospect, I think it is awesome that we made it work. Now if both of us can just remember this…

Dakotahnok and I aren't together for long, however, before we head in our own separate ways, as both of us are looking to complete the Halo task for the LPTC and this can't be done in a shared dream due to some people not accepting shared dreams at all, and for the ones that do, it would seem unfair to do a task as a team when everyone else has to do it individually. I tell Dakotahnok to make sure and remember the dream. He comments that I'm the one that has been having recall problems lately, touché… we go our separate ways.

I go into the cave, which cuts through an area of the mountain. It looks like the cave was carved through the rock by an intelligent race rather than a natural passage, it also winds around inside the mountain. There seem to be passages heading off to the side of the main passage, but I don't feel there was a need to explore them. There are strange mutant bug like things attacking me, I take a shotgun like weapon from my side and blast them, the blast takes out large groups of them at once.

I exit from the passage and find there is a vehicle parked on the other side, there is a voice speaking from somewhere… wtf? It is a female voice, it says to get in the Warthog and go, go, go! Wow… it's like I just stepped into the video game… I jump into the Warthog, and someone else gets in the back… I'm not sure who… or what… he is, he clearly isn't human, but it is just as obvious that he is on my side, so as he takes control of the mounted turret on the back of the Warthog, I floor it and head for the path leading up the side of the mountain.

As we are going up the mountain, the path winds around the outside of the mountain, but there are numerous wide places in it where there are structures off to the side. Mutant freaks are coming out of the structures and attacking us, they are swarming all around us, the guy in the back of the Warthog is blasting away at them, taking them down in waves. Some of them are in front of us, the Warthog is able to drive right over them, squish, squish, squish… I drive the Warthog farther up the mountain, it feels like the mountain must be a volcano about to erupt… the whole thing is shaking violently, large boulders are falling from above and crashing down towards the ground. I am driving the Warthog to the left and right to avoid the falling debris… An area of the path collapsed from in front of us, I am barely able to make the Warthog jump over the crevice to the other side… and I see the mountain is definitely a volcano, as there is lava flowing down through the crevice below. Things continue in this manner until we are near the top, where I see there is a space craft hovering a short distance off the mountain. The voice I heard earlier is saying to go for it, jump into the ship, before the entire place blows. I floor the Warthog and make the jump into the waiting landing bay of the ship.

It is briefly dark in the landing bay before the interior lights come on, revealing that the Warthog has wrecked at the far end, the big guy from the back has been thrown off to the other side of the landing bay, and I am on my ass near a pile of cargo crates. I go to check on the big guy, and I find he appears to be alive, just unconscious. Well, that's good. I figure the dream task is over, so I am ready to wake up… when there is an attack!

One of those mutant freaks is attacking, throwing off those strange bug things, it is really quite gross. It looks like one of the enemies off of the Silent Hill games. I remember I have to use Halo weapons, so I don't activate my Witchblade, instead look around and spot a plasma sword that the big guy seems to have dropped when the Warthog wrecked.

That is a pretty cool weapon, though, it cuts through and toasts the bug things on contact. I fight against the creature, climbing up on some of the cargo crates to get away from its attacks, then I jump down from the crates and attack the thing from above, slicing it nearly in half from top to bottom. The thing was UGLY! I'm not sure what it is… just that it is dead. More of the bug things crawl out of it, so I kill those, and once that is done I wake up.

December 2010

Synopsis: I should be unlazy and actually use my dream journal! A surreal dream involving a flood with rotten water. Later, I find hippies.

Rotting Flooded Waters
I'm in my backyard. In real life I don't have one anymore, so this is the backyard of my childhood. There is a little pond next to a small tree, filled with healthy fish.

It rains and the pond swells and covers the entire backyard, like a swamp. But all the fish are dead, and now the water is filled with rotting things. I stand on top of something to get away from the diseased water.

Usually the rain water is absorbed by the soil. Thinking back to my horticulture class I say "Theres something wrong with the soil! Its got no drainage." At first I thought it was only my backyard that was flooded. But I took a quick peek over the fence and I could see the entire suburban neighborhood was under water!

This is bad. One house with rotten water is one thing, but an entire neighborhood? I thought of katrina, and deadly diseases. Well, I guess we gotta leave!

My family gather outside on the street and discuss where we should go. Lucky us, we live next to a hill that was spared the flood. We can see little houses up there. We pack our things, which was neatly waiting for us outside our home. A random monkey character helps us carry our things.

When we get to the top of the hill all the houses are super small. And they were all connected to each other. We walk through the common hallway between them. Each little house was more like a tent filled with random items. I guessed that hippies must live here!

My family starts to go shopping. Even though these weren't shops, it seems the tent people like a good bargain. Later on, old friends invite me to a turkey dinner, and I wonder if the turkey has synthetic hormones.

Then I wake up!

This was my last dream of the night. Unfortunately, I don't remember the first dreams. There was also a beginning to this dream, that I don't recall any more:

I was with a partner. I want to say it was a woman. I remember her being very acrobatics and focused. We were in an industrial area infested with zombies. I vaguely recall shooting one in the head with a handgun, at some point.

We entered into a huge cylindrical factory. Five or six stories high. The center of the factory was mostly empty, with multiple stories of girder like cat walks forming circles around the middle. I remember several (blue-gray) male zombies followed us into this area. My partner had something like a hefty trophy. Except the trophy was made out of zombie meat. It was like a cup with two large winged handles. It was a sickly skin color with dark greenish veins that ran throughout it, including the handles. It looked like a normal trophy, wrapped tightly in flesh.

This object (I knew I think from the forgotten beginning) contained the genetic information and viruses that made the outbreak of zombies possible. It was our intention to make sure that no one ever found this object again. My partner suggested we stuff it down a grate that was at the center of the factory. This was like a manhole sized storm drain. We did. Then filled the drain with gravel. Somehow, we ruptured the water mains next. This clause the entire structure to collapse in on itself. We barely got out.

I remember seeing the entire area submerge with water as we made our way to an island. This island was in fact a mound of my own clothing (!) situated at the far corner of yet another, still larger warehouse. I remember thinking: I hope my computer backup files are safe from this flood. At this point I began to walk along the far wall of this enormous warehouse and it emerged into a Costco/Target like superstore. One of the female employees, wearing a white lab coat and glasses passed by me and without looking up said: " I hate customers."

I walked a little further and came to the hair product isle. I grabbed some shampoo and proceeded to take a shower. Because situated in the shampoo isle, strangely, was my home shower. I began to wash and lather my hair. I had a thick full head of it. I remember thinking: why didn't I shave my head before I took a shower? (My usual pattern is to shave my head before I take a shower.) Nevertheless, I kept shampooing away as I looked around at different products on the shelves nearby...

The next thought I had was: "How does Costso know which stuff belongs to me?" Then, a final more horrifying thought occurred: "Maybe Costco will be (or is) in the business of public housing...?"

In recent years, Costco has gotten into the business of health insurance... I haven't been to Costco in years. Or thought much about their health-care. I have been searching my brain for creative solutions to the US economy. This is not one that occurred. Seems my subconscious hinting at a new hope: corporations that act in the place of governments. I was woken by my cell phone at this point.

October 13, 2010

Synopsis: A very symbolic dream of a storm destroying my home. Futile. Surrender.

Surrender to the Storm
A hurricane ravages my home town. Already, all the homes around are deep under water. My home, made of cardboard, has been spared from the flood from the little hill its sitting on. I run home, passing by bursting gullies. I think, "I still have time to save my belongings!". But when I got home, my little cardboard home was flopped over and all soggy.

There was nothing left inside because the winds blew it away. The water is still rising and now I'm in threat of drowning. I leave my home and escape out of the city, treading waist deep.

My dream fades away, and now I'm in a city. I guess this is my new home now. My family went to some lame movie I didn't want to go see. And my friends went to a death metal rock concert, which wasn't my thing. So I just went for a stroll in the city by myself. Not that it was lonely, it was like the crowded streets of New York.

Suddenly a burst of lightning erupts and a group of innocent people vaporize! I look up to see one nasty storm over head! If ever a storm could be pissed, well, this is one pissed off looking storm.

The clouds condense over the tallest building, engulfing the highest floors of the building. There are thousands of people now watching the spectacle. Im worried now because this is the building my friends concert is in! I try to get closer, pushing through the crowd.

All the windows from the building have been bursted, as if the weight of the dark clouds are crushing the building! Scared now, I scream my friends name! But then I logically decide that the building was evacuated and my friends are safe some where in this massive crowd.

Nearby I see another building making a mass exodus. Its where my family were watching a movie. I find them, but their confused why they were kicked out. They have no idea how nasty this storm is, vaporizing people with its lightning strikes.

The dream fades away into a new one. I'm in an apartment complex, I guess this must be my new home. Me and my sister change our shoes, and go for a walk in the light drizzling rain. Which felt nice when you aren't so worried about getting wet.

For a brief moment I became lucid, but went along with the dream. I was just happy to see that the apartment I'm living in this dream was a new one. Even if the old folks were still around, any change felt good. After having a weird bathroom-dream moment, I woke up.


Edit: After reviewing my night time notes, there was something I forgot. At some point I'm told that this dream is about the Story of One

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG


23:00 GMT – Sleep

Preparing travel
I’m organizing something, like a travel and comparing different places/venues. I’m on a tall building and then I’m looking through the window because there’s something going on down there on the street.

Kids dancing
I’m with my mom and she’s helping me out with something. We go out and when arriving at her building’s door, a bunch of kids from school next door are putting some show on (actually rehearsing it) in the square in front of school. They are dancing samba in pairs. Strangely my younger cousin J. Is among them, although by now he is already too old for this, but I still see him as a kid. He sees us and feels embarrassed that we also see him.

Vanity
I’m going out with some group of colleagues from school. I see myself in a mirror and I look really cute, with short hair and a blue scarf on my head. Still I take some time to adjust the scarf several times to be just perfect.

3:20 GMT

Scary grandma’s house
I’m with mom at my paternal grandma’s house. We’re taking clothes from the clothesline outside. The weather is changing rapidly and really dark clouds are gathering in the sky above us. It gets really dark as night. My mom points to the bell tower close by, where we see this really creepy dark figure and we comment that maybe he’s some shadow, reflection but also that this place has always been a bit scary – we’re always seeing dark figures and feeling “presences” here. There’s another girl in the house and then a car also arrives and a guy comes out of it. Don’t remember what happens then.


Life and death situations on the mountains
I’m watching this reporter (like live on TV) in a pick up going down some dangerous road, with a cliff on his left side and I think he is not measuring the danger as he drives with only on hand at too high speed for the conditions of that road. Then of course he is thrown off the road, live on TV and everybody thinks he fell down the cliff, but then I’m transported into the place of the action and I realise he was incredibly lucky as the truck got stuck below on some rocks and we was able to get out and escape. Then I also realise he is with his wife and two kids on the truck and I am even more shocked at his irresponsibility.
As I help them climb the cliff and we’re on top of it on the road, we are caught by a flood. It’s not yet too violent, but I see a bus being dragged by the water down the road and I also see this black baby girl in the middle of the way. I just have time to grab her and get her out of the way of the bus. She is so cute and I feel that this family I also just helped will adopt her in the nearby future. Then the kid in my arms becomes just a baby head (although perfectly alive) and I think about that being odd (but not enough to become lucid).

Cat’s guts out
I’m at some hotel room with friends, just settling in. We are reading this place’s rules and it says in summer we must use an outside common toilet instead of the room’s own toilet. We wonder why and think maybe in summer with the heat, it gets smelly and that’s why they advise to use the outside one.
Anyway I go to the toilet and my cat is there. He doesn’t seem well. First he pukes and then his head’s skin starts to open from his left eye, leaving his skull and eyeball exposed. I try to keep it closed but it keeps opening more and more. I’m starting to freak out. Then pus is coming out. Then when the ripped skin is already down his back, his internal organs start bloating and coming out. Still the cat is moving, not looking healthy but also not dying. I somehow don’t accept that this is really happening so another healthy version of the cat appears and I see the two together and realise I’m dreaming. I feel relieved. Then I think about what to do with lucidity and stupidly I wake up.

6:30 GMT – Wake up

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

0:00 GMT – Sleep

Fragment: - Something about people getting a tour around the European Parliament

3:50 GMT

Mother unlove
I am at the square just by the end of the ramp that goes to my mom’s house. [My mom had told me that police goes often around this area and she even heard shots one day.] On the dream I look at all houses, and feel that this specific one in the middle is where the troubles are coming from. Then I see this Saudi Arabian (sorry to the Saudi Arabians, don’t mean to insult, this is clearly prejudice) peeking through a semi-open door. He sees me and looks at me in a way I can’t distinguish if he’s threatening me or flirting with me. But anyway I decide not to stay around to figure out.
I go up the ramp and realise I’m wearing my ugliest pijama [which I don’t even have anymore] and floating in a really strange way – if anybody sees me, will think I’m such a freak, but if in the past I would feel totally embarrassed, now I just try not to care. Instead I think how awesome is the contortionism I am doing. I look like some alien animal.
I arrive at my mom’s building and check the mail box, trying to hurry before someone else comes [a recurrent dream for years]. Then outside I see this weird baby crawling on the pavement. It has the body of a baby, but the head of an older little girl who already talks. I pick her up and ask her what’s she doing here alone. She then tells me her mother totally ignores her. She loves her but has made vows to just cuddle her and give her care after she is baptised, so this baby girl never received mother love. I find that really stupid. I take care of her until parents arrive [also a recurrent dream] and think her mother will be upset that I’m being loving towards her baby. But she is cool about it. She doesn’t mind others do it, she just doesn’t. I then see it from the mother’s perspective and realise what a great detachment practice she is doing and I even admire her for her strength, but still I don’t think it’s fair for the baby.

Sex everyday
My boyfriend then appears and I talk to him about this previous dream baby-mother story. Then he informs me about some letter he received (from some girl, I presume) and he asks me if I feel jealous. I say I am ok, I trust him. Then he says he was with this guy from work who cannot be one day without sex and was freaking out because he skipped one day. He told me he had told him he had to be joking. He explained how for example he doesn’t see me for prolonged periods of time and he doesn’t freak out about it. And the other guy told him it wasn’t healthy not to have sex everyday and that he should have a backup for when I’m not around. Then I started looking at him a bit annoyed, not knowing why he was bringing this conversation up. Did he intend to tell me something?

4:30 GMT

Epic flood
I am part of a research team that is predicting extreme weather events. At the moment there’s a catastrophic drought where we are but we predict that a huge flood, of biblical proportions. Then the head scientist goes nuts and decides to leave the team to build an ark. But not like the naïve Noah’s ark, it’s a fully equipped, ultra-modern submarine. At some point we all get involved in helping. He is building it on top of this canyon, which used to be a riverbed and is now a completely dry valley. People have settled houses on its bottom and we predict that it will be flooded and all the people will die if they don’t get out of there. Then one day, when the sub is ready, just needing minor adjustments, I see this gigantic wall of water wiping through the valley and people running and screaming, but they stand no chance.
Only a few who were around the sub - many curious people have come to see it regularly and kids play inside it – they have a chance to escape but we have to close the doors, because we cannot get them all inside and also there’s no time. Three kids who were playing inside get separated from their parents who got stuck outside. The parents are knocking on the door and looking through a window, desperately trying to get in. But I can’t open or we all die. At least the kids are inside. Then I worry, when the water hits us, that some door I was working on, still needed a few adjustments and might not cope with the pressure, but so far is holding.
Then starts a social experiment inside the sub. After some time locked inside it, people start to reveal what’s really inside them. For example, there’s this black guy who has been harassed by two different girls who feel attracted to him. But he is not interested at all. They keep pushing, they even seduce him together, but he really doesn’t care about them. Then another black guy, shorter and much more extroverted, thinks he has the solution to his problem. He goes to his room when he is resting on the bed, pulls of his pants – the other guy offers resistance, but not very convincing – and then performs fellatio on him who is fully erect and clearly enjoying. Still, he feels so embarrassed that he kicks the shorter guy out of the room. Then he becomes very quiet and unsocial, not accepting what has become clear to him.
There’s also this guy who is in love with these two girls who tried seducing the black guy. He is talking about this with some friends on the common room – the black guy is sitting on the back, looking to the floor – and he asks his friends what they think about that. Then one replies amused that as long as all the people involved agree on that, there’s absolutely no problem. The social constraints went down the drain with the flood, inside the sub all that matters is that everybody is happy and lives love freely. Then he raises his voice a bit so the black guy can also hear, that everybody is cool about everybody else’s choices, no matter whether is to love 2 persons or someone of the same sex.

8:30 GMT – Wake up

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


23:20 GMT - Sleep

Continuation of my day
I had some dream that was prolongation of my day. I had been with some Buddhist friends, doing some practices and then we had a dinner party. So I dreamt about it with some dream twists on it.

2:39 GMT

A very bad after party
I am at some people’s house along with some others – I guess the dinner party from the dream before continued – and we have to sleep over. Unfortunately I am told I have to sleep in the kitchen floor over some blanket. If that wasn’t bad enough, the floor is inundated and I think to myself they must be crazy. So I leave the kitchen and guess what, I find a room with small beds, maybe of kids. Not the most comfy either, but better than a wet floor, so I lay down there, a bit upset that the house owners didn’t offer me that option. A friend of mine (G.T.) enters the room, also looking for a place to crash and I manage a way for him to also sleep there – I find some extra mattress or something. I think we had no blankets to cover and that we felt cold all night.

Meeting a friend at some show
I just have this image that I arrived at a place with long continuous concrete seats in rows and that I sat in a row behind this group of people, which then I realised was my friend R. and her family. I think we were watching some show.

Waiting for an earthquake
I was on my way home with my boyfriend and when we were right in front of our apartment building we got some warning that an earthquake was about to shake the ground. I think it was some sort of intuition, because other people were just doing their normal life. I asked him not to go inside, that we should look for an open space, so we went to the middle of some square, far away from the buildings around and we waited.

Ladies’ showers
I am at the shower at some public pool or gymnasium. Many ladies and girls are taking shower, dressing, etc, when an old guy comes in looking distracted and tries to cross it to the exit. The ladies react very calmly but fast and put the guy out. They comment they are sick and tired of guys excusing themselves, saying they mistook the men shower for the women’s. There’s just too many “accidents” happening to be fortuitous.

Really old digital clock
I am at my deceased grandma’s home, in the living room, waiting for something and watching TV. I get bored and look at the nearby desk. I spot this really old digital clock. Probably one of the firsts, but were there digital clocks already on my grandparents time? I don’t think so! Still, this one really looks old. It has some old label saying 30 EUR (almost illegible), which is even more bizarre, considering that the euro is around only since 1999.

5:29 GMT

The red hair boy that travels in time
I would like to remember more of this one. I can only remember from when the action was already in the middle. There was this young boy, maybe 10 years old, red hair, who was being accused of murder in a past life. There was this kind of karmic court where he was being summoned for trial but he was totally absolutely convinced that he was innocent. So he gathered a team and planned an expedition to the past. He somehow travelled back in time, looking for himself in a past life. He managed to find that he couldn’t have possibly have committed the murder he was accused of. On this village where his past rebirth lived, he was told he had been away on the mountains and didn’t come back and people worried. He then went to the mountain looking for “himself”. He found “himself” frozen in an ice block, under piles of snow – he looked exactly the same as he looked: around 10 years old and red hair. It had happened recently, so he was like dormant but not yet “irreparable”. As in the future there was the technical means to unfreeze and relive the boy, the future-boy took the past-boy with him. He managed to save him and took him to the court, along with all the evidences that this boy was dead at 10 years old if he hadn’t save him, therefore he couldn’t possibly have committed the crime as an adult.
Some judges agreed but others were not so sure. After all, there he was, alive, right? What would stop him to go back to the past and kill someone? So the proof of innocence was also the murder weapon. Tricky.

Deported Russian lady
Also in a court. This time there is a Russian lady, called Tania, being trialled. I am one of her friends watching the trial. She risks deportation. On some other day – the day of the judge decision – I’m not there and two other friends come to tell me the news. They are crying and I also shed some tears. We then decide to go meet this one other friend of us to also tell her.

Expensive outlet
I am with some lady friends in this clothes shop. It looks a bit like a gipsy market but all the clothes are damn expensive designer clothes. Still, they are supposed to be on sale. I pick this very tiny skirt in a very thin fabric and I tell my friends: “In the real gipsy market this would cost me less than 5 EUR”. Then I check the price tag and it says 75 EUR. I say out loud that it’s really absurd and some lady by my side says “No, it’s not. It’s not the fabric that counts, what counts is that it is designer’s clothes.” OK, ok, go on with your shopping, I can’t even find anything that actually looks good.
Then I find this corner where they serve coffee and cookies. I wonder if a cookie costs 100 EUR and decide to just eat this cookie I brought along with me. Then this guy appears out of nowhere and I throw a bunch of cookies on the floor. Luckily these cookies were wrapped up in plastic, so I just picked them up and put them back on the table. Meanwhile I am still chewing my own cookie and this guy starts accusing me of having eaten one of the cookies. I said no, I didn’t. But he kept insisting I had eaten of the cookies and had to pay it. He made it look like a big crime. I had to pull all my tricks, until I found the package of my own cookie to prove its origin. Then he backed off. Then for curiosity I asked how much the cookies cost and he said 50 cents and he laughed at me. He was just mocking me all along.

Stealing on a hardware store
I am in a hardware shop and for some reason I am determined in stealing something. I know I don’t need it, that it’s not cleptomania and I also don’t wanna be caught – so maybe a bet I made with someone?
I look around really looking for something and so far the best I think of is a tube of super-glue. Really? Then I see this supports for pictures on the wall and I remember I actually need some,so I start comparing models. I even call my boyfriend asking for his opinion. In the end I just give up and don’t steal anything at all.


8:00 GMT – Wake up

July 21, 2010

Synopsis: Yucky school food again. A frightening flood threatens to drown me and my sister. Gotta get ready to evacuate asap!

Note: I had this dream on my birthday. Just going back in my little journal and trying to log in my entries here.

Flood on my Birthday!
What am I waiting for? The lunch line is so long and I just want a bloody salad. The people in front of me are soo slow. I peek over their shoulders and I see the lunch ladies are also serving pasta and bread. Like so many other lunch line dreams, the food is going real fast. But I just want the salad.

Later I meet up with my family. Me and my sister have moved into our first new apartment in New Jersey, and mom was dropping us off. Our folks say goodbye and drive all the way back south to Texas. It seemed kind of nice at first being so far away from the rest of the family, until I started watching the news.

A terrifying flood has risen 1000ft!!!! (is that even possible??) And it's coming this way! I look out the window. It's dark outside but I can already see it's flooding pretty bad. It's at least three feet high already. Me and sister are on the fourth floor. We may be way high but the flood is rising fast, and who wants to be trapped in a flooded city?

We have to leave this damned city!

I quickly run into my room and toss everything I can think of in my backpack. It's too heavy and I'm pulling out my hairs trying to decide what to leave behind. (I have so many sketchbooks and journals!). I toss my sandals, they're probably useless with this flood.

Sis is just watching TV casually like nothing is wrong. Hello! 1000ft high flood! Sis yawns and just says "I give up, were going to die. Oh well."

"I wanna live!"

I quickly come up with a plan in my head. I'll have to trek in the deep water on foot, probably for miles to reach the next city. But I know the way. I strap my backpack on, I'm ready to leave without my sis - and then there was a knock on the door.

It's my parents.

Mom came as soon as she found out about the horrible flood! Wait a minute, how did they drive here when the water was already too high? I look out the window again, and like magic, all the water is gone. Oh that's nice!

Mom however did not make my dream magically safe with her mommyness.

Later on everyone was getting settled for sleep. I change into my pjs and head for the kitchen for a glass of water. I walk into the dark living room. When I notice the silhouette of a man next to me, lounging for me!

I run back into my bedroom terrified, I want to scream but I can't. Sure in dreams there are some frightening monsters and demons you run from. But there is something about monsters that can exist in the real world, rapists, murderers, that invoke a much deeper fear in me!

I'm so terrified of the invader I want to cry.

But somehow the invader gets trapped into my closet. My sister opened the closet door just too wide, and he escapes. He was like smoke. And just like that he was gone. I woke up shortly after.

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid

Shop

I was a blonde woman. I had just bought a clothing store. I had the idea that every item should be in an individual box when you buy it. People said it was dumb but I was insistent. Over the course of the dream the company grew larger and larger. Eventually there were lots of people trying to buy me out, but I wasn't interested. I was really tired. It was all rather... odd?

Pokeball Flood Escape!

I was in a hotel with my parents. The water started gushing in. It was rising fast. We tried to run up higher but the stairs were blocked by random debris. We would surely drown. I had an idea! What if we were to hold on to a water Pokemon and return it to it's pokeball? Perhaps we too would go in to the ball and be safe from drowning? I convinced my parents it as a good idea and told the Blastoise I had chosen to come out of the ball in about 2 hours. At first I thought we would get inside it's mouth, but I realised we wouldn't fit so just went for holding on to it's shell. We held on to him and we all entered the pokeball with the typical white flash. Hopefully we would've survived but the dream ended.

I like it when it's obvious where my dreams come from. It's pretty simple day residue stuff here. I was watching a program about the Sri-Lankan tsunami the other day and have been getting back in to Pokemon recently.

Last night seemed like 2 separate dreams. I've been having a hard time remembering what order things occur in. However, all the images and events are very clear individually. I'll try to put things in order as best I can.
Fragment:
I walked down the hall in my dream house to the bathroom where my mom was drying her hair. I picked up a second hair dryer and started drying my own. Miraculously, my hair was short, straight, and sexy as hell! (In RL I have a bushy afro.)

Dream:
In the beginning, there was a flash flood. Looking out the kitchen door, the water seemed to flow uphill, which i knew in the dream was in contradiction to my real house. I walked to another side of the house and watched the water roll down the hill out from a pine grove and crash into the house gently like waves. When the water cleared, people started showing up at the house and I had no clue why. The only two faces that I remember distinctly out of the 100 or so that ended up in the dream were my mother's and that of a guy named Julian, who i hardly know. People kept showing up and it turned into a party. This change didn't occur smoothly. The dream seemed to skip around and my dream house's interior completely changed (to all wood. It was quite nice, actually.) By the time the dream was solid again, everybody was totally smashed. I went upstairs to my dream-sister's room. (I call her that because she neither looked like nor had anything to do with my RL sister.) There were about 4 or 5 kids sleeping up there. I was looking for something but I didn't know what so I felt stupid for even being in my sister's room. I remember vividly seeing while searching, a magic 8-ball still in the package, and a stack of Nintendo DS games including some versions of Pokemon that don't exist (yet? Maybe I foresaw the future of Pokemon?!? 0.o) I don't remember anything after that and I don't remember where or how the dream ended.

OMG Last night was loooooong. Well... I *did* sleep for fourteen hours.

First... I was in church. I had something to confess apparently.

Babe's

Next thing I know, I'm at the local lesbian bar, which I haven't been to in a year. Audrey was working there again, even though I haven't seen her in about six months, either, and she now works at Richbrau. I was sitting at a table and I asked Andrea what she wanted and she said nothing and I asked Jen what she wanted and she said to get her some fries. I go to the bar and ask Audrey for some fries and she has them all ready for me... sort of... she hands me like a flat wire basket that was separated into different sections that was only about half-full of french fries. I didn't question it and she was really happy to give me what I asked for. So I brought them back to the table, but Jen and Andrea were already paying their tabs. I noticed that Andrea's tab was for 2 Chai Lattes and was $6. I don't recall her ever drinking them.

College Campus Sorority Girls

Now I'm walking around a school campus. It was kind of a mix between ODU and William and Mary. There were sidewalks winding through some nice trees and there were students hanging out in little groups and I noticed a really cool looking tree with a pink boombox in its branches. I walked past it but was kind of confused as to why that was there. I was on my way to class when this girl called my name and asked me to come meet someone. It turns out that she was rushing my sorority and we turned her down. She introduced me to some other girl and then all of a sudden there was another group of girls next to us and both groups of girls started doing some sorority song or cheer or something. The girl that called me over and all the other girls in the group I was standing in shouted, "Alpha Phi Omega Pi!!!!" And there is no sorority in existence that had four greek letters. In my dream this didn't bother me. So I excused myself and said I had to get to class. This girl followed me and I get into this house where my class was supposed to be. We were in a stairway and she was behind me and I turned to her and I asked her if she wanted to know why we didn't pick her to pledge our sorority. She just kind of looked interested. I said, "It's because you're too sweet. This sorority is filled with badass bitches. We just didn't think it was a good fit." And she said, "that's why I rushed. I thought I could balance it out." She asked for my phone number so we could hang out anyway and she started to write it on her hand. The pen stopped working and she asked me for the last two numbers like four times. She finally got to write it down.

Room 524

I walked up the stairs to find that the door to the class was open and there was a teacher's desk and a fourposter bed and desks that students were sitting in. There were a lot of people in the hallway, mostly girls who were wearing different greek letters. We were all waiting for this class to end so we could go in. Then the teacher yelled out into the hallway that we could come in and pick up our tests. I was confused because I thought this was the first day of class. Someone told me that they didn't think I could start in the middle of the semester. I looked at the number above the door and I knew I was supposed to be in room 524 which is where I was.

I left the room and walked down the hallway and saw Todd P. walking into another room. I followed him in and said, "Todd, is that you?" He turned around and gave me a big hug and at the same time we both said, "I haven't seen you in forever!!" I asked him how his mom was doing and he said, "she's fine, and my dad is celebrating two years of I don't know what. Everyone can come over and sell their pot." Which I found interesting. Then in the room on a tv there was a video playing of a weiner dog in a slinky.

House Fire and Flood

Next thing I know I'm at my parents house. I'm in the kitchen and I walk into the living room to find that Andrea's couch is there now and the end of it is facing the fireplace and the other couch is against the wall. How everything fit in there and I still had room to walk was amazing. I look at her couch and behind it I notice that some stuff from the fireplace had jumped out and was now burning her couch!! I ran to the kitchen to get some water to put in a glass to put the fire out. The fire was burning along the hearth on the carpet and it was also underneath the couch. I could see it glowing through the couch cushions. So I kept going back and forth from the kitchen to the living room with glasses of water trying to put out the fire. Then my mom and dad come downstairs and I'm freaking out telling them the house is on fire!! They sit on the couch like it's no big deal. I asked my mom to help me and asked my dad if he called 911 yet. He said no so I grabbed the phone and walked past him to go to my room upstairs. On the way past him I whacked him in the face with a newspaper and said, "That's what you get for leaving the fire going and going to bed!!" So I went to my room to call 911 and find out that it's my sister taking the call. I look out my bedroom window to see that next door we now have apartment buildings. And everything is flooded up to the second level of them. I looked out the other window and at the entrance to the neighborhood is all this construction. And big tour busses and ambulances are flying out of the neighborhood ignoring the stop signs. I was concerned that they were going to cause an accident and also that with all this going on, how could the firetrucks get in??

Next thing I know, I'm outside in the flood. Forget about my parents inside, they probably drowned anyway. There are lots of school busses outside underwater with kids in them. I'm underwater now trying to swim to the surface. I get to the surface and I'm on top of a school bus that is now on its side floating in the water and I can see all the kids inside. I walk to the front where the driver is and then the bus lifts out of the water and is flying now. It is a helicopter-bus and I'm hanging on the the driver's window yelling inside that "you better not drop me!!" because if I fall I will fall through the helicopter's propellers. I fell off the bus and woke up and immediately wrote all this down so I'd remember. This was the first time that I didn't just try to remember in the morning when I woke up. This was at about 430am.

Gerbil Theater

Now I'm in a theater and there's a stage production going on. It looks pretty boring, so I turn to leave. On my way out I see Stephanie so I walk back inside with her and have a seat. In my shirt I have smuggled in a hamster. I take him out to show Stephanie and then they guys nest to us take out their puppy. And to the right of us down the row someone has a rabbit and someone else has another animal further down the row. I glance up at the stage and it's now a movie. There are gerbils in a fire. There's just like a boyscout fire pit with tree branches and rocks around the outside to contain it. These gerbils are in the fire and it is not burning them. So this rabbit comes over to my seat and the girl down the row asks for him back so I go to pass the rabbit to her and the rabbit goes between the seats and comes out the other side. I take my hamster and leave the theater.

Now I don't have my hamster anymore, I have a puppy. I'm walking the puppy in a courtyard and it's really nice weather outside. Andrea's with me. We encounter this lady walking her dog around a corner. The leashes get tangled up and when we untangle them, she asks Andrea what she should use to straighten her hair. Typical. Andrea knows everything about all the beauty products. The puppy gets away and I chase after him. He ends up in an elevator so I dive into the elevator before the doors can close and scoop the puppy up into my arms. I'm trying to remember what floor I was on so I can get back to Andrea.

I also recall my dad being really mad at me for something and he slapped me. Oh yeah... I was at the mailbox mailing some packages and the mail lady came by and said that one of them had to go UPS. I looked on the side of the box and sure enough it said UPPS, not USPS. So I went in and told my dad and he got mad and slapped me. That bastard.

July 14, 2010

I am just sitting in at my computer when I decide to RC. I look at my hands an have an extra finger. I take a quick look around my room. Everything looks good, nice and stable. I phase through my window and onto the roof. It if night time and raining pretty good. It is almost too dark. Like the dream might be fading. I see a light on in my neighbors house and go in the front door.

The house is flooded. I see a a desk floating around and a lamp and some other items you'd find in a house. But then a small statue shaped like an alien floats in from what I assume was the kitchen. It floats towards me and I pick it up and examine it. It has these glowing yellow eyes. It then bursts into flames and I wake up.


^but an alien sort of statue

I don't remember much about this dream, except a tidal wave was involved. I was with my mother in our van.
At some point there was already a flood (waist-high water) and people were seeking shelter, when they suddenly noticed a big wave of muddy water coming towards them and tried to waddle away desperately. Some lady tried to climb on a bin, others tried to climb trees. I could feel the fear.

I am in an amusement park which I assume is "World's Of Fun", a local amusement park I had recently visited. It is flooded about waist high with water and anyone who tries to speak cannot speak. I am alone, wading through the water with numerous other people I don't recognize. I walk in to what is the "Orient" section of the park and recognize my best friend who is freaking out. We make the motions of speaking to eachother but it is silent. We then walk under a bridge and go on a ride called the "Finnish Fling", which is kind of like a swinging boat.

The only relative thing I could think of was that it has been raining heavily for the past few days.