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[Monday, October 8th, 2012]
Being chased by a muscular clown with a hammer. We were inside a spooky mansion with Alex, Nathan, and Scooby and the Gang. We were
playing a game (we were being forced to) where the clown would chased us and try to hammer the shit out of us. We take turns- first up is Fred.
He's terrified, but we all watch as the Clown chases him off. I hold a paper in my hand. It shows a list of everyone in the house. Fred's name is lit
up. After awhile, it becomes crossed off. Suddenly, another person's name lights up and it starts again. I notice there is a door out of the room I'm
in and I sneak off with a few other people. There's a tall chain-link fenced backyard here- I climb up to the top to show everyone a way to get out.
No one is behind me now; I walk back inside and there's Shaggy and Scooby!

The paper was shining again, this time with Shaggy and Scooby's names lit up. The clown is coming for us- "COME ON GUYS, FOLLOW ME!"
We all somehow make it up the fence pretty fast and drop down. We sneak to the front yard where Shaggy and Scooby for some apparently
reason re-enter the house. "They're gonners..." I think to myself. I run to a bush to hide for awhile and I look around. We're in Arizona- the desert.
The setting reminds me of Congress. Just then the paper goes dark again. But my name isn't lighting up. I walk back to the house, confused, when
suddenly it lights up again. The front door opens wide and the clown walks out smiling, a sledgehammer on his shoulder. I sprint for the backyard
fence to try and climb it. I have abnormally high reflexes and speed and can move on the fence faster than humanly possible. I try to trick the
clown by pretending to drop into the backyard, and instead running back to the front yard but he sees my manuever. He compliments me, "AHH,
that's a smart move! Too bad though!"

<My dream ends before the clown can hit me.>

Dream #1: My GF and I were leaving my house. We were sitting in my car in the drive way and she had presents for everyone. She told me that she still needed to wrap more, and wanted to put a red ribbon on some of them. I looked around my block and noticed most of the houses had long bright red ribbons out front. I had the "brillant" idea: "Why don't we let my next door neighbor wrap your presents!" (In real life I've done nothing but exchange awkward waves with him.)

Stationed in his driveway was a heavy looking sewing machine from the 50's, for some reason I felt it could be of use (with the ribbons?)...

Note: My next door neighbor has not taken down his Christmas tree since he put it up before Christmas 2010. I have joked about this a number of times with my GF, and I have lucidly entered his house at least once (see Blackbird Flying. I also caught a reflection of myself in his front window in the lucid dream: Cloud Form)

Dream #2: I was laying in bed when Fred walked over and laid down in my usual spot. He told me he had been working hard on the computer and his neck was hurting. So he needed to lay down in a special way using my pillow.

Note: This is the second dream I have recalled in which Fred was in my bedroom as if he lived here. I also recently posted a dream in which I was in his and Katie's room (Stealing Mexican Food)

It's not a new assertion to say that many dreams are mundane. However, I more and more suspect that most dreams are irrational. The more irrational, the more easily they are forgotten. This probably has something to do with the configuration of the brain during dreams. Some parts in very low demand in general, but in lucid dreams more parts can be accessed. This is a physical reality.

Katie & Fred have been family friends since before I was I born. They have occupied at least 4% of my dreams over the years, and their houses, attic, and daughters an even larger percentage of recalled dreams. I have very little contact with them anymore, but they still appear often.

The beginning of this dream is unclear.

I was at Katie & Fred's house. It was a blend of the second house of theirs I use to visit as a child (the one with the attic) and an old restaurant. Leaving the restaurant area I had to cross what was their backyard to get to Katie & Fred's bedroom. (This is the backyard visible from their attic window.) For some reason I was intent on leaving the gathering of people including my Mother to use Fred's computer. The door led directly to their bedroom which is almost accurate. In real life that door led to Molly's bedroom.

The bedroom was nothing like real life. When I stepped inside, I noticed there was a to-go container of food. For some reason, I opened it up to see what they had ordered. Inside was a delicious looking meal of Mexican food. I remember the beans, rice, and a Pita Pocket* of steak, tomatoes, cheese and salsa.

I couldn't resist eating some. I had a little bit of everything and a bite or two of the Pita Pocket. It was fantastic tasting. I tried to figure out where it was purchased so I could go there myself. There were no labels or any identifying information on the off-white cartons. I had the brilliant idea(!?) to do a Google search - using a piece of the Pita Pocket pressed into the search box on the monitor. I don't recall the results, but at this point I had the distinct impression I may be invading their privacy to a wild extent.

Shrugged it off by telling myself: nothing I had done on their PC was an invasion of privacy. Just then, the backdrop on the PC caught my attention. It was them, along with other people smiling for the camera. Nude. The borders of the picture were pink. I thought:

"Oh shit, Fred definitely wouldn't want me to see this desktop background."

Here is when things get super weird: I was sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed using a PC next to their TV. Just then, a squirrel came leaping into the room from the side window. It leaped from the floor, onto the bed directly behind me and froze. Almost as if stuffed. I was slightly startled because its face was very close to my face looking me directly in the eye. (See Blackbird Flying LD)

I reached up my hand to pet it cautiously. This squirrel looked huge when I took a closer look. About 3ft long, thick, realistic with clean dark gray hair. Suddenly, what started as the far bedroom wall turned into a well forested opening to a noonday dense bright green forest. A little man appeared or the squirrel morphed into a fawn and a little harry man emerged from the woods. He threw the fawn over his shoulder and ran off. Just then I heard a narrators voice say:

"These little hairy forest men are known to kidnap reindeer."

Still feeling embarrassed, I decided to leave and go tell Fred all I had done in his bedroom. I crossed through the backyard and into the restaurant party area again. There were a lot of empty tables but my Mom, Fred and other people were laughing and talking at one of the center ones. I took Fred aside back into the yard and made a limited confession. I told him I had ate part of his food, but only a small amount. I told him I used his PC to do some searches. I deliberately left out that I had Google searched with part of his Pita Burrito to find out where he bought it.

This detail seemed especially incriminating because I suspected there was still a mess on his PC screen in the search box.

He begrudgingly forgave me. It was as if he only did it to exit an awkward situation as quickly as possible. He entered his room and shut the door. I started to walk about but had the thought "Opps, I forgot my journal in his bedroom." I knocked on the door and Fred answered with the expression he last had. I asked him for my journal and when he went to grab it I noticed he had wolfed down all the Mexican food. He handed me the journal without hesitation, I opened it up, and it was Molly's journal instead.

I had the thought: why would I ever bring my personal journal here anyway? Now he will think I was snooping through Molly's journal.

(*PRECOGNITIVE*) I told my my Mom about this dream. When I mentioned the Pita Pocket burrito -she gasped. She told me that Katie was obsessed with Pita bread recently. This is not something I had the slightest clue about, and Pita bread has definitely not been on my mind recently, or at any point.

Note: My recall has been inconsistent to say the best, as night before last was yet another night of CRS… which really sucks. So my only goal for tonight is to remember dreams, although if I happen to have a dream of DDO, and if I happen to meet up with Tigress in a dream of DDO… or if I happen to meet up with MoSh or Nomad or anyone else I will sometimes share dreams with… or if I meet up with someone new… that is awesome, too!

I am in a place I don't recognize, but it seems completely normal for me to be there at the time. I am an Assassin like those from Assassin's Creed, and I already know who the target is that I am after. There is a specific terrorist leader that needs to be taken out as quickly and silently as possible. He has been located in this city, so trying to take him out with conventional means would no doubt involve killing too many civilians, so Assassins such as myself have been sent in. I have to meet with the others before heading off to track targets. In addition to the primary target, there are also numerous secondary targets… terrorists that are roaming amongst the civilians, so the more of them we can take out, the safer the city will be. I go into a building and down into some underground halls to meet up with my associates, who I find out aren't all Assassins. They are dressed differently, but I realize it is so we can all blend in with the crowds and not have it look like a group of people in uniforms. There are a couple of men there, both are redheads there those two have freckles… and shortly after I get there, a third man shows up. My first thought is that he is kind of cute. I walk over closer to him and smile, but I realize he probably doesn't see my smile because of my Assassin's hood. Then I think about the fact if he did see my face, he might actually be offended by my showing interest in him. So I admire the view from afar.

I figure we are all there to make a plan for how we're going to complete our mission to take out the head terrorist as well as taking out as many of the others as possible. Everyone is talking, but they aren't talking about terrorists at all, actually, I can't really figure out what they're talking about. I go over to the group, I am standing beside one of the redheads and looking over at the cute guy. Someone else comes along before I can get a good idea of what everyone is talking about, he looks at the group of us and asks if the redhead and I are… the redhead interrupts with a definitive, "No!" and he seems to be blushing quite brightly. What was he going to suggest… does he somehow know that we are all Assassins? That's not good… Those thoughts go through my mind in an instant, so I also respond with a definitive, "No!" at the same time as the redhead does. The new visitor points at the redhead and laughs at the fact he is blushing. It still seems that no one is talking about the task at hand, which is to take out the terrorist lead. I finally give up on that, I know where he is going to be exposed most, so I decide I had better do it on my own if I want it to get done at all.

I tell them all that I have to get things done, and then I head off down the hall, heading for the open areas of the city. I find that I have some of the tools of an Assassin's Creed Assassin… I have a crossbow with bolts, and I have my hidden blade… though I don't see my sword. I climb up at some key locations so I can get to the rooftops and not be noticed, then I make my way along the rooftops until I get to a lookout point that is overlooking an outdoor auditorium type area where there are quite a few people gathered around the stage, on which there is a single podium. I duck down behind a wall as someone who looks like a guard goes by, I figure they are there to protect the guy who is actually a terrorist. When the guard is gone I return to my place and I see there is now a man standing behind the podium, he looks like a politician, and he talks like one, too. He is the terrorist, he is infiltrating the rest of the government here, and has definite plans that have to be stopped. So I take aim with my crossbow, load a bolt in, and fire… my shot is perfect, it hits the man right in the chest, right through his heart, for an instant kill. Of course everyone freaks out at that, guards are trying to find where I am, but panicking civilians are getting in their way, all running for cover, all afraid that they may also be targets. Of course I have no interest in shooting any civilians, so I use the chaos to get off of the building and blend in with the fleeing masses.

I am going down a street and I see there are a bunch of guards up ahead, they are positioning themselves to try to keep me from passing. I wonder if they have seen me or if they are just hoping to spot me, but either way I decide to avoid them. I head into a hospital off to my right and I head through some of the back halls. Patients aren't supposed to be in there, but I don't think anyone sees me go in there. I soon realize I am very wrong. Guards are following me still, so I don't want to be found. I have the feeling most of the guards are ok, most of them aren't associated with the terrorists, so I don't want to kill them for doing their jobs. There are a few corrupt ones, which I know I will be able to identify if I see them, I duck into a room to the left and wait for them to pass by me. One passes by… an innocent man… a couple more go by… After the group passes by I sneak out of the room and back the way I came from towards the front of the hospital. I don't go out the front door, however, I head to the side door, which is a service entrance, and I exit into the alley way.

I know now that I don't have much farther to go before I get to a safe place, so I head in that direction. I find myself surrounded by four guards as I round a corner… and all of them are corrupt. One of them asks another if he thinks I know anything, the third man says it doesn't matter whether I do or not. The fourth guard, a woman, says they have their orders, then she adds, speaking to me, that there won't be any going to prison and telling everyone what I know… I will die right here. I have my hidden blade… for some reason they don't seem to realize that, so when they get close enough for me to do so, I knife one with my hidden blade. That takes a the others by surprise, did they actually think I was unarmed? So I maneuver my way around and knife a second man before finding myself suddenly behind the woman, so I take her out, too. (I think I teleported there, but that fact didn't register in the dream.) There is one man left, and it looks like he is thinking about bugging out, probably to get more guards… he does just that, and he takes a crossbow bolt in the back. Those four corrupt guards are gone…

So now I continue down the alley. Someone else is following me, so I duck around a corner. I am prepared to strike with my hidden blade, but I stop myself at the last minute. The guard isn't corrupt. I now have my hidden blade right at his neck, and he is staring at me with wide and fearful eyes, not even daring to make a move for his weapon. He just says, "Please don't…" and I don't actually want to kill him, so instead I hit him upside the head and knock him unconscious. I check to be sure he's ok, he's fine, his pulse is strong, and then I keep going towards the safe spot. I arrive there just a bit too late, it looks like everyone has already left. I am yelling after them to wait for me, I think they were on some kind of a ship going out to sea, but they don't come back. One woman is on the back of the ship, and she yells something at me, I'm not sure what she said, but I think it was something to the point of, "You're an Assassin… find your own way out!" and then she laughs. I do find my own way out, and that way is by waking up.

Note: When I told MoSh about this, it looks like the meeting I was at might have been between Ron, Fred, MoSh, and myself, and of course they weren't talking about assassinations. My lack of lucidity made me not notice who they were. That makes Fred and Ron the redheads, and MoSh was the cute one.

8/11/10

1- Treat
I am in a grocery store, reading some World of Warcraft manga, when I jump and realize gravity seems a bit off. I RC and become lucid. Wanting to do something fun, I find a bunch of candy and start eating it... It tastes REALLY good.

2- Terrible Nightmare
FA. I RC but it fails. When I go to the bathroom to start getting ready for school, I notice that my teeth are all crooked. "What the heck!? But they were fine last night!" I RC again, but it still fails. I show my mom and she says she'll have to take me to the orthodontist to get braces again.

Practically in tears, I am RCing like crazy. "No, I refuse to let this be real..." I turn the lights out in the bathroom and make faces at my reflection, trying to make it come out of the mirror and attack me. ('Cause I'd rather be attacked by my evil reflection than to have crooked teeth.) It behaves like a normal reflection. I fall backwards and try to sink into the wall. It is as solid as ever.

"THIS IS NOT REAL!" I tell myself firmly, and do another nose pinch RC. I cannot begin to describe my relief when it actually passes. Never have I been so happy to find myself in a dream...

3- Following the Plot
Another FA but I never lose lucidity due to the narration: "The deeper he goes into FAs, the more stable the dream becomes." ("He" because I've suddenly become a guy. I wonder what's with all these gender switching dreams, lately.) I get out of bed and look at the clock out of curiosity. 8:45. I sure hope that's not the real time, or else I'm late for school.

I'm about to try to wake myself up again, when I remember my new rule. It's just a stupid dream notion, I probably don't even have school today.

When I go outside, I immediately see my dog Fred approaching me. He suddenly morphs into his human form and pulls out a gun, firing three shots into the air before returning to his dog form, then beckons me to follow. I'm busy thinking of how I'm going to write this once I wake up.

He leads me to a graveyard way off in the woods and signals for me to stay hidden. I observe several people walking out of a church and become wrapped up in their conversation. (All of which has been lost, unfortunately.) They are trying to decide the fate of a certain man who has betrayed their religious order. Eventually they spin a wheel, which tells them to send the man to "Lady Fortuna." This seems to disappoint many of them.

There was a part involving Fred and he was makig sushi and I was giving him tips for it. There were also various forum entries for it somewhere.
I think someone put theirs up on YouTube and I watched it and it was actually pretty good but it had mostly thumbs down and I was suggesting what ingredients they could put in it.

Hmm in another part I was going to go to some meeting. Don't know what happened.

And then in another part, I was walking through some playground with heaps of children there, walking towards these hills with someone although I remember not who it was.
I was talking to them about my shyness and how now I am pretty much over it and I think I went to prove this by climbing up to the top of some playground equipment and drawing attention to myself. I'm not sure what I did.