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I was being led into a building that was apparently the new A-level college that I had chosen to attend. The entrance hall was a huge room with a two story high ceiling. In the middle was an escalator leading to the next floor. My old biology teacher was leading me up the escalator and talking about how I had to be more organised with my studies this time around.

One of the subjects I was to be studying was art. My teacher in that lesson looked like my old teacher in my Middle School, Mr. Crew. I escaped from this lesson and went to the history block, which looked like the history block in high school. Outside one of the classrooms was a group of people waiting for a lesson. One of them was a friend from work, Tara. She didn't look too happy to see me, as if I was doing something wrong and inconsiderate. It was the same sort of way that my old biology teacher acted.

I was with my friend from work, Sam. We were near my old middle school but walking away from it and towards my house. It was a cloudy day and it had been raining because the ground was extremely wet.

Sam and I were messing about. She was running and I was trying to keep up but being careful not to slip on the wet ground.

This dream was set in what I think was supposed to be my grandparent's old garden of their old house. The lay-out was generally the same. I entered from the backdoor on the far right of the garden. In front of the door I saw the path leading left around a mounted flower bed. The path lead to stairs which, in turn, lead to the rest of the garden.

In the dream it was the middle of the night. The only other person there was my friend Fred. He was over by the stairs whereas I didn't move much from the backdoor. There were no other people. There were only animals. A lot of animals. The garden was literally packed with them. On the mounted flower bed before me were what could only be described as giant rabbits.

The rabbits were by far the biggest of the animals. There were also lots of flying creatures such as bats and a lot of insects. Nearer Fred, along with the giant rabbits, were a lot rat-sized creatures which I don't think exist in the real world. They reminded me of scorpions but without the stinger or pincers. They looked to be mammals by the looks of them.

Fred and I spoke about how it was weird that in the day, this garden is completely void of animals but at night it's literally packed! Fred reached out and stroked a giant rabbit, which to my surprise, started growling at him like a dog.

This is another one from my childhood, this was towards the end of primary school, year five I think. Anyhow, I was at my normal primary school in Newcastle, north of Sydney but a small section of land had been sold off next to the school and a nuclear power station had been built there. The main problem with this was that about once a week they had to vent radioactive gasses during which period we would have to hide in bunkers. An alarm was sounded to give ten minutes warning but we played a game where we would hide in the forest arous the school when the venting was due and then struggle back to school at the sound of the alarm, often just getting into the bunker on time. One day we were hiding in the forest and a different alarm sounded. We knew this to be the evacuation alarm which was sounded in the event of a meltdown or serious radiation leak. We struggled together and ran to the road. Six of us stole a car and drove off as fast as we could. I do not remember who we all were except a girl who I had a crush on at the time was one of us. I drove south as fast as I could and we went through Sydney and reached Melbourn later that day but the cloud was spreading and catching up with us. The reactor had exploded and a meltdown was underway. Seemingly the whole world would be destroyed. In Melbourn we chartered a boat and sped off to Antarctica. The theory was that the magnetic pole would protect us from the radiation. On arrival we sprinted to the pole and dug a big hole to protect us. We lived here for a while and the dream faded.

Me and both of my brothers were sitting somewhere in a park enjoying ourselves having a good time at a party. This party consisted of maybe about 6,000 people. Then a giant african american dude walked up to my brother and started grabbing him and harassing him. I just stood there in shock. Then my youngest brother, Samuel who is 8 years old started doing Tae-Kwon-Do(Which they do in real-life) on these guys and kicked all their asses. After that me and my middle brother joined in on the fight and helped my brother defend himself. After that things calmed down when a police offer walked up to the group and people saw him talking to some guy who complained about the fight. We then started running somewhere through these big Chinese doors and finally my dream ended.

Another dream I had last night was that I was at my friend's house(he is known as mikhailov305 on these forums) and we started chilling and I had another friend there that was friends with me from New York. We all started chilling and then I got a text from my other friend saying "Me and Melissa are coming to aventura(where my friend's house was)" and i replied ok just make sure you bring some whisky and jagermeister My friend Brian from New York said it was so hot in the house so he came up to the door and opened it to refresh himself while I was sitting somewhere laughing. There was also some kind of clown standing next to him.

The 3rd dream I had involved me going on the computer to watch a Big Brother episode which is a show on CBS. I started watching this fictional clip and noticed that one of the eliminated contestants was back in the game. My dream ended soon after.

Lastly, my final dream include me, my closest friend, and this eliminated contestant from Big Brother(See Above) to be in a very small gym and this big guy from Big Brother started showing me how to do bicep training with cords. I later told him I dont want to and proceeded to go to a cardio machine(which i use everyday) and i put it on 5 mph. I then got off and the dream ended.

08/25/2011
"Chop Shop Cop"

I was an undercover cop, investigating activity at a chop shop that was running all kinds of import cars. Apparently having been on the case for a while, I was pretty familiar with some of the gang members who were running the cars, and was discretely gathering information from them. MJ was in the dream and, at one point, we had walked off from the garage, and up a dark hill. (I don't know if there are gaps in my recall, or if the dream changed from night to day, erratically.) She led me through some tall brush for a while, and I began to wonder where we were going. It turned out that she had a pack of cigarettes hidden back there, and was just trying to get away to smoke. For some reason, it seemed like we weren't supposed to be back there, because she quickly ducked down, when we saw some passers-by, and I followed suit.

The next day (or what might have been the next day, since the sun was out again), the police force did a full raid of the shop. When a firefight inevitably broke out, we cops had the advantageous position - having pretty much surrounded the gang. So, when the lead started flying, we were just tearing these guys apart. They started breaking out guns from crates and secret compartments in walls of the garage. I remember carrying both a Mac-11 sub-machine gun and what I believe might have been an AR-15 assault rifle. Even though we were obviously winning, the firefighting was extremely intense and chaotic. At times, it just felt like I was spraying recklessly into the fray. The assault rifle seemed to have a very slow rate of fire, and I actually got frustrated with it to the point where I just threw the assault rifle down and started spraying again with the Mac, which was just dropping people like flies. There were a lot of females in the gang, but very few of them were actually doing the shooting. Even though I was spraying wildly, I was trying my best to keep from hitting the unarmed, but in the end, I'm sure I got a couple of them, inadvertently.

Once the fighting was done, Method Man (rapper) showed up and turned out to be one of my partners on the force. He helped us round up the survivors of the firefight, so we could take them in. That's all I remember.

Myself and a bunch of my friends were in a field. It was a bright day and we had set up tents for the evening. One of my friends, Fred, had found out that someone had broken his glasses. He had picked them up and the arms had fallen off them.

I stayed awake for a while trying the free-fall WILD technique with no success, although it was very relaxing.

When I did fall asleep my first dream turned into a nightmare.
I was in somewhere that felt sort of like a mall, and I helped some guy find my old drama teacher, Mr. H (God only knows why he was in my dream, haven't seen him in years). Mr. H said he hadn't really wanted to see the guy. I watched a clip of a movie that reminded me of Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind, except the two main characters were running through some sort of cornfield and getting caught. Mr. H told me it was a really dark movie. Then I was sort of living it out.

I was with M and three other people (one of whom was a pig? I don't even know) and we were in a cornfield, but it was inside a big room with high glass ceilings (it was night time). The pig guy chewed our address into the corn, and left behind things that could give us away. One thing was a mug. As we're leaving the lights start going out so we run and make it out just in time. The other three leave, but me and M realize that we could get in huge trouble if they find out we were there, so we try and get back in but a tech guy stops us and says we're not allowed inside. We pretend we won't go in and he leaves and we sneak in.

A ninja comes and attacks M and sort of sexually assaults me. Then we're running and Mr. H is back except now he owns the cornfield and is the bad guy. I remember how the movie ended, and this is the part where we get caught, so instead I lead M to the back yard and we are climbing over a tree to leave through a hole in the fence (The backyard is my backyard from my dad's old house). Then I wake up.

My second dream is mostly about the cast of Friends, and I don't even remember myself being in the dream, I was kind of just observing. Something bad happened to Rachel. Joey was worried about his kid or something, and some sort of official went to his house but Joey's baby ape was there, and the official thought it was his human child. The ape showed the official how far he had completed in his workbook and the official was impressed. Joey had a small white dog entered in a dog show, but he knew his dog wouldn't win if they followed the rules, so instead when it was his dog's turn he wrapped him in fabric and dressed him up like a piece of sushi. Everybody cheered.

That's all I remember. What WEIRD dreams. Oh well, at least my recall is getting pretty good, haha.

06.09.2011

Going back to high school (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was going back to study at high school. I needed no book for the course, I was supposed to just take notes from the class. I found a lot of old friends at this school, however, they were made up.

I was trying to find a specific teacher, but it was hard for me, because there were a few dozen teachers all around. I noticed they wore name tags, so I felt it was easier to find the teacher I needed.

I met with my mom and my dad and wanted to drive them somewhere, but I could not find my car. I found myself in the cafe of the school with some old friends. I gazed at the window of the cafe. All I could see was a very old school neighborhood.

20 Aug 2011

We were having a party somewhere but I was not there. Many others were in and around the same place as me. I was hanging around Pokolbin Street, Broadmeadow to redirect people to the new venue. For some reason KnowingNoMore ran past and would not stop for our attentions. Some other random and I chased him up towards the school and across the road, he yelled something about a family tragedy, then back down the other side but I needed to go to the toilette so I ran into the house where I thought KnowingNoMore lived and some rich, late 50s woman allowed me in. I went in to the bathroom, only to discover that her husband was showering in there. The wife also returned and they were showering together. They complained about my behaviour and threatened to kick me out if I refused to give them sex therapy. This was a horrible situation for me but I had no choice unless I wanted to wet myself. They both got off while I was there, I will say no more on the subject as it is not nice to recall but I do remember that the couple were in fact in two places at once. They were in the shower and also at a cocktail party where they had certain problems with their hygiene. Some time later, my family and I were going on a long trip. On one particular leg, we had to climb high into some mountains and then back down the other side. The descent was the hard part. We had been traveling for a very long time and were relieved to be nearly at the end of our leg. The descent was steep and twisted sharply above cliff edges. On top of this difficulty, we had a bottle which had to be carried with us, safely to the base. It was usually kicked down the path as we needed both hands each to balance. On the second last hairpin, we nearly fell. They had been getting progressively worse. The last one was too tight for my dribbling abilities so I picked up the bottle and threw it to a safe location on the path below. On traversing this last bend at the peril of our lives, we came out on a long flattening area leading up to the carpark of some council flats. Having taken this in, I realised that the bottle was now running away so quite naturally I sprinted after it. I jumped onto and over several cars in a line and eventually caught the bottle. At this point I noted that I had almost cleared an entire car in one jump and attempted the like again with about as much success as a snake. But heads up, I had crushed in the roofs and bonnets of many cars and many alarms were going off. We thought that they would be ignored but no such luck. The council flat occupants were all coming out to see what the noise was. We had to run and blend in. Someone, possibly a member of my family tried repeatedly to enter the flats' building but was foiled at the last minute every time. Was entry here our goal? I walked around the face of the building, looking for an alley way through to the grounds at the back. I had a previous memory if there being one or two such alleys but they were nowhere to be found. The grounds at the rear (or possibly it was the front since we were standing in the carpark if you recall) were fenced off all the way around and could only be accessed internally by the building. Clearly there was some reason to keep people out. Some time later again, I found myself in a joke magic shop, not an ordinary joke magic shop but one of those joke magic shops that uses real magic for its jokes. It was similar to the shop operated by Fred and George in Diagon Alley in the popular fantasy series "Harry Potter". I was demonstrating various products for the customers and they kept feeding me polyjuice potion to see what I would turn into. I turned into all manner of things from lions to mice to famous people to discoloured china and I was getting rather sick of it. And do you know what I said when I was getting rather sick of it? I said, "I'm getting rather sick of this. Don't you think that that's enough?" They were quite surprised that anyone could get sick of polyjuice potion but the interesting thing is that though most people don't know since they've never tried polyjuice potion (it's quite expensive), it actually makes one feel quite literally sick. Whether they force fed me another tea spoon or not, I am sure that I do not know since I woke up.

17 Aug 2011

R.T. had a girlfriend! They were having a joint birthday party with C.D. at school. A frisbee party. C.D.'s girl friend couldn't attend because she is not at our school so it was just the two birthday boys and one of their girlfriends. We were all really excited despite the mundainaty of the concept. The dream ended with a conversation with R.T. about his girlfriend (who was specifically not Emma Watson).

8-18-11

D2 or D3, not sure.

I don't remember how this one started. I think I had been at some sort of camp. Or maybe a park.
In either case, a bunch of guys from my high school and I were at this giant, metal playplace. Giant as in 80 feet tall and 30 feet on a side, if not more. All of us had instruments except me, who sang as everyone else played a Petra song. (It was either "Sight Unseen", "Hey World", or "Dead Re coning". I'm pretty sure it was "Dead Reckoning".
I remember clearly a certain instrument that my friend Sabin was carrying. He had a bass guitar with two necks, but they came out of the body of the guitar at a 90-degree angle from each other. The second-to-lowest string post (or whatever you call where the string holds on to the body) had two strings coming out, one for each neck, and the rest of the strings had their own grounding to the body for each neck.
I remember that we had previously done a different Petra song on a different giant metal playplace of sorts, but I have no distinct recollection of that. Before THAT, we had been at some sort of camp house nearby.

A really cool thing I remember doing in my dream happened when we were all at the top of the structure. I wanted to beat the rest of the 'band' back down to ground level, so I test-jumped off the top level (again, where we were), landed, looked back, rewinded the dream so that I was back on top with the 'band', and told the other guys that I would beat them if we raced back down. Then I jumped again.

Somehow, they almost beat me back down anyways, and I'm pretty sure Chris had a tuba. Or a Sousaphone. And Jordan had a drumset. (I have no clue how.)

I might add that, while I do sing like nobody's business, Sabin doesn't play bass, Jordan doesn't play drums, and Chris most certainly does NOT play tuba.

I don't even remember when the dream ended.

11 Aug 2011

I did not really sleep much at all but I had a very large number of pre sleep hallucinations. Normally I wouldn't document these but they were all along a common theme. Each hallucination involved an encounter with a person I know. A conversation, an observation, a collaboration or some other type of human interaction. I ended each hallucination with some new idea opinion about the person. I have no clear memory of any of these except for one in which I watched J.T. stuff something up and then put in every effort to remedy the issue, sadly the details have left me but the conclusion is implicit. I wish I could remember more of these hallucinations but the whole process was very exhausting as I doubt whether I entered a single R.E.M.s cycle all night.

7 Aug 2011

On a long journey, we were originally three. We were in a canoe traveling down a river through a jungle which looked like South America when one of my companions deliberately capsized the vessel. The boat sank and we could not get ashore because the shore was deadly for some reason. We had no choice but to swim along the river. My other companion was angry and tried to drown the offender, holding his head under water for about twenty seconds at a time, then releasing him before repeating. I told him to leave it and follow me downstream. He did but the guilty man tried to swim against the river, but eventually defeated, went with the current and joined us again by which time Mr Judge Jury and Executioner had cooled off enough to accept him back. It was generally accepted to have been just a bad joke though no word was again spoken on the matter. Somehow I had a very large stick which seemed to have come from the boat though what purpose it served I am sure I do not understand. It could have been a punting pole. Anyhow, I thought it prudent to hold onto. We reached a small tributary stream and decided to swim up this. After some distance the trees ceased and we were allowed ashore. The current was not strong at first but a rain surge headed down stream against us. We struggled on until the point where the trees thinned and then made our way ashore. I said, "we should stick to the water until we're back in the trees." what I meant was that we were heading back to a plantation from which we had come and since we didn't know how far it was, we needed access to the water. As we progressed, our party seemed to grow with random people who seemed to be adventure seeking. We came to a rocky pass which was guarded by a native tribe who seemed very interested in war. They had large bundles of spears ready to throw at us and many men as well as numerous other armaments. One member of our party suggested that they would be willing to accept another contest in place of war. This was agreeable since we had few weapons ourselves and no skill in war. I approached to parle and was accepted due to my courage in casually grabbing a bundle of spears from one of their warriors and examining it. One new member of our party was Lady Ga Ga, as played by Cher. The war tribe had Beyonce. They were to go head to head in a battle of wits. They were to each construct a rope structure which would be set fire to. Who ever made the rope structure which lasted the longest was to win. If Lady Ga Ga won, we would be permitted to pass. If on the other hand Beyonce won, we would have to turn away from the river and find another way. This was a great spectacle which was enjoyed by all. Lady Ga Ga won but it was late and we decided to stay and party the night, continuing in the morning. The next day, the party had been replaced with my school year group and we were on a coach. We were heading to a beach resort to stay for a few days. It was kind of like a cross between Jyndabine and Schoolies. On arrival after a long journey, the weather was beautiful and we were all dressed and ready for the surf but we were instructed to get into our school suits and attend a formal greeting upon which I discovered that my suit was missing along with many other items which I had packed. This caused me to destabilize and I was thrown out of the dream before I could realize that it was a dream.

5 Aug 2011

Very vague on details, the dream spanned two days representing the day prior to that night and the one following it. The first day was a Thursday and I was at band rehearsal when some non specific year seven kid - who's instrument I don't recall - talked to me and I noticed that he was wearing one of my Canterbury Polo Shirts (the one with the wide, horizontal, red and blue stripes). I pointed out that I had the same shirt and the conversation blurred out of my memory. Why was he wearing a Polo on a uniform day? The next day at school, at recess I noticed that many others were wearing Canterbury clothing including specifically (but not limited to): J.T., E.J., C.D., myself and two other individuals who's identities I can not recall. They were all different designs however, I was wearing my red and blue polo, I think C.D. was wearing a Canterbury Sport Jacket and E.J. was wearing a Rugby Jersey. The others I don't recall. I nearly wore the same shirt this morning until I remembered the dream. The relationship to these specific days because the band rehearsal was in KM1 as it was yesterday and we had an out of uniform day (jeans for genes) on the Friday as we have today.