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My attic is still messy and I am trying to make it habitable, putting pallets under a mattress, using other pallets to create supporting tables in a lounge area. It is really big, not so much like my real attic. During the night there is a storm with strong winds and next day some friends warn me they found some windows broken or blown away. I ask for their help to cover it with plastic or wooden plaques before it starts raining again and they find even more windows dangerously dangling (the attic has a very high wall with windows several meters high). Then we find a spider about 10 cms large and very aggressive. We try to corner her to grab her but she jumps on my friend's face. We all panic. Then the spider makes a web over the entrance door and we are afraid every time we have to cross it.

I go visit a Hindu temple I just got to know, on a day of ceremonies. Strangely, most people attending seem to be white westerners. The ceremony includes a theatrical representation of the life of some saint or so I think, but she is like an African queen dressed beautifully in cerulean blue long dress and lots of jewels. But she doesn't behave like a saint at all. People don't like her, call her a whore. I am curious to see where this goes, but someone then starts implicating with me, because I am wearing a sleeping mask over my eyes and he says it is disrespectful. (And I am wearing such mask over my eyes in real life on my bed) I do feel the mask and I admit I am wearing it but I can see everything as if I am not wearing anything on my face and I prove it to people around me. They still don't want me using it and meanwhile I realize the reason I feel it in my face is because I am dreaming, so I get up and go outside. I summon my wrathful deity in me, my hair spreads out like Medusa's snakes and winds start to blow hard and really dark clouds form in the sky and dozens of really dark tornadoes start coming in the direction of the city streets. But then I realize I do not want to harm people just release some of my fury so I turn against the storm itself and blast it away with chi from my hands. Then I levitate up and fly away. Don't know exactly what to do, so I recall my teacher and I start watching him teach. He is in India, sitting on the grass on a garden, sided by a few of his older closer students, all facing a camera, talking about something related to my guru's activities. Later there is a celebration with Bollywood music and Rinpoche is in western clothes dancing and some other people are cross dressed. This video leaks out and ends up in the front page of some British tabloid, totally out of context. Later on, I am on a bus with other Rinpoche's students and he comes on board and gathers a few newspapers bought by his students and goes to the back seat with a somber look to analyze what the papers are saying. We barely look at each other but we acknowledge each other's presence. Then he leaves the bus but not without making a very slight bow on his way out, that only I notice.

#1. I was driving a black convertible down the road and playing loud music. I saw some cops and thought they were going to pull me over, but they didn't. Later I got my car stuck and the police came to help. I thought they were going to be mad and give me a ticket, but they didn't. They were really cool about it. I promised myself I would abide by the law closer and always be nice to police.

I then remember finding this house by the beach. (I was in an unusual location. While not very interesting, it wasn't the usual my-neighborhood-overlayed-with-some-cheap-props.) So credit for that. The woman who lived at it, a 50-something single woman who looked pretty good for her age. She was supposedly the worlds best angry birds player and something of a celebrity for it.

I don't remember why or even think there was a reason for it to begin with, but I was forced into interaction with her. I felt like this whole thing was a scam. Nobody should be a celebrity just for being good at a mobile game. But then again, she wasn't THAT famous. Her house was small, she lived alone and there was no paparazzi around. She probably just made enough money to live here comfortably for the rest of her life.

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I remember leaving. She was following me and I was going back to my place, a condo a little closer to the ocean. To get there, we had to ride our bikes down a sand trail at night through this huge field. She stopped saying she was out of breath and we stopped for a minute. I RC'd and became lucid. I think I said something about being lucid to the woman.

WBABP: "In order to proceed, you must meditate on the meaning of Vishnu."

Me: "But I'm not hindu."

WBABP: "Be nike and just do it, like I did when I shot that bird at the last glass block ass. My ass." (Slaps her butt.) "And maybe you'll end up as well-off as me." (Smiles)

I don't know what came over me next. But for some reason I thought I wanted to change the look of the moon. I remember I could focus on making it lighter or darker and do so. I then discovered that I could turn the moon into molten magma and solid at will. It was pretty cool because I turned all of earth's moon into magma, then reformed it, and when I did, I cleared away all of the craters, and earth had a smooth moon now.

I then drew a pair of magic runes on the moon out of magma channels on the top and bottom. Then another pair on the sides. Then four more at a 45 degree angle. Then connected them to make an 8-pointed star. Some internal logic told me that when people draw a pentagram, it is a five dimensional shape, so they summon demons from the fifth dimension. But if you draw an 8 sided star (Octogram?) you summon very powerful beings from the 8th dimension.

Just because I was lucid didn't mean I had any idea what I was doing.

I remember an egg shape formed out of the moon magma, solidified into a smooth white egg and floated down. It hatched. It was some horrifying alien lizard creature. Something like a velociraptor but with a wider face, and it walked on all fours with really large, muscular front legs and small, thin back legs, and a tail with a spiked weapon on it. It wasn't that big, maybe the size of a horse. The thing that made it even more off-putting was that the creature didn't seem to have any skin. It looked like an anatomy diagram with just muscles and bones. (Huh maybe it really was a demon.) But because I was lucid, I wasn't at all bothered by its appearance.

It didn't act like a demon though. I for some reason snapped back into more proper lucidity, but falsely remembered that I had a dream goal of creating a gas giant that earth would now orbit. I remembered that this creature would become the core of the gas planet. It asked me to select some flowers from around the area to help provide it information about what the planet should look like.

I picked some random flowers. The field that the bike trail went through had seemingly endless variety and color of flowers. The dream seemed to skip that part, though, because the next thing I remember was handing the being (I think the monstrous looking planet maker had moose antlers now).

"Are you sure these are the colors you want?" (The creature had a gruff, gurgle voice like you might expect from a monster, but at the same time, I could tell it was nice.)

"Yeah"

The creature jumped off into the sky and exploded. It created an absolutely beautiful gas planet with sky-blue bands rotating one way and brownish orange bands rotating the other. I remember it had a huge blue storm like Jupiter's great red spot that I could see rotating.

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I was working with Spellbee2 on the next Lego video game. We went into the bathroom together to wash up since both of us lived at work because we had such long hours. I remember he was perplexed by how to get these lego parts to connect when they had 3 connector studs on bottom and four on top.

I remember I asked him to show me the parts and the moment he put the legos in my hands I became lucid, since I keep on dreaming about legos. I remember I used lucid magic to add a fourth connector stud on top and make it work. Spellbee was blown away by this.

Morning of June 27, 2014. Friday.

Dream #: 17,357-02. Reading time: 36 sec.



Several times in my dream, I wave my hands to materialize small statues out of nowhere. Most are about a foot high, but many are shorter.

The statues are mostly Hindi that I make at random. I am moving my hands about and “spinning” them into existence. There is also a point at which I weave Sanskrit writing in the air. Zsuzsanna is present in a way that links to another dimension. Some of the statues look Thai or have other composite cultural elements. One looks like a carousel atop an octagonal box or base. They mostly all have a pale (semi-matte) golden appearance.

Someone near the table’s left side, at the front from my perspective, knocks a statue off and tries to fit a broken piece onto a different one in a suggestive adult way as if it were male genitals. I am only slightly annoyed by his humorous act.

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The dream was a whole lot longer than I can remember but I think I was a combination of teacher of sorts and a private detective or something like thatl The environment was a side of a mountain pretty earthy with most buildings being made from a clay material and the roots of trees showing up where they could. was showing my frined how to do fire spinning but instead of fire on the end of the wicks, there were streamers that would automatically growna d shrink like real fire. This was just how fire worked in the dream. It was intensely beautiful, especially since the dream took part around the twighlight time of day.

Well anyway, ,my brain sometimes equates fire spinning with fire bending because one kid keeps calling me Prince Zuko and because I like to think about it like that. Well anyway, one person came up to me telling me about how Prince Zuko's uncle made a house and lived in the roots of a tree for hundreds of years, and to make it crazy, this was supposedly also where Jesus was from, where he died and left all of his wisdom. Also, this was where all the hindu gods before Jesus had left their powers. When I was being told this, it was just being told to me like it was legend.

After this, I was practicing spinning when 2 people surrounded me and started trying to encompass the immediate area with a long read banner. The top of the banner was slightly above my head and the bottom reached the ground and they were wrapping it around a basketball court sized area. This was my dreams version of fire bending since red paper was fire. It would've burned exactly like fire and also responding to fire bending moves the same.

Before they finished wrapping the area, I ran through a way out and started running haphazardly downhill, using fire bending to deflect shots. Their leader was yelling at me why they were there. They too were looking for the almighty Jesus Hindu tree for it's power. I was running down the hill, skillfully jumping roots and dodging attacks when I awoke.