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02-07-11 I am at home and I am headed down the state library to hand in some books and pick up some new ones. When down there having dealt with the books I had to I notice that there are several bibles around in a shelf for overdue pick-up dates. I am not sure if this means that I could just pick them up or I have to wait for some sort of clearance. I try to find help, but am unsuccessful, which leads me to the decision that I will just take one. This book is a monstrosity, not sure it is the same size as an actual bible, seeing as it is 15-20 cm wide. I briefly wonder if it will be able to fit in my bag with the other books.

The reason I am interested in this bible is that it is from 1861 and I want to check for inconsistencies with any current edition. I want to check for myself if what I have read is true that it is difficult to tell what the bible actually says as it has been altered that much. I do think that it is a bit of an additional workload seeing as I have my bac project coming up dealing with lucid dreaming, and as I know I will have to read two versions of the bible (as I haven't read it) I will be in for some hard work. I tell myself that I will just briefly through the bibles and then continue with the dreaming stuff.

When I get back home I tell Thure, I talk to my flatmate about how we have access to a lot of information and that we don't actually need to borrow all the books from the library, because we live in it. We can just read through the books we want at night time. With this in mind we start exploring the library and move to the floor above us. This particular section contains a lot of board games and we start looking for one that looks good. I find a board edition of Doom 2 and we start opening that and laugh around with it.

When we are about to get started we get interrupted by a female middle aged librarian wearing a night dress. She asks us what we are doing here at this hour, and she seems ready to call security. We tell her we live here and she immediately asks if we are the ones living below first floor on the right. I confirm and tell her that we can leave if needed, but seeing as we live here she accepts that we are there and begin to retreat to wherever she came from. I tell her “Thanks beautiful” and she smiles and laughs a bit about being called beautiful, she is pleased.

A mate of mine turn up and start hitting on the librarian, they talk for a while, but I don't know if it actually went somewhere.
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I am driving somewhere with a lot of friends of mine. We have access to a mini-map that gives us an indication of where we are compared to each other. It is clear that we are in a race to get where we are going. it is a pretty even run, and you can see on the mini-map when people are hold up waiting for the lights to change.

As we approach our destination it is pretty much a tie and I end up driving my car over a ridge and land on a blue car of one of my mates that has driven a different route and is approaching the lake from below me. Although I land on it, I only skim it, it makes a dent, the damage to the car is really quite limited. All the cars there are expensive and although mildly annoyed that his car has become dented. It isn't enough to ruin his good mood and expectations for what we are about to engage in anyway.

We are going out to a lake to para glide on the water. Not quite kite surfing, but that is the closest way of describing what we do. Before hitting the water I (I think I have turned into “the rock” by this point) I tell my friends I have never done anything like this before. They just laugh, give me a shute and tell me to hit the water. I try and I manage to keep myself above water, but it is difficult to get the shute high enough into the air to give me proper speed and jumping capabilities. I just keep experimenting for a while and one of my mates tell me the wind is sort of dead towards the middle of the lake and the waves are high. I notice this as I nearly crash into a huge wave but manage to avoid it.

After some time I notice there is a talking rat with us that is clearly part of the group. With the appearance of this rat the dream goes full on Narnia on me and Aslon decides to come along in all of his majestic feline form. I have a brief thought of cats hating water, but what the hell it is freaking Aslon. Two of my friends have brought a special edition of the shute harness for him, as his body is somewhat different and heavier he needs two shutes. He informs them that he has never done it before either, and asks what he is supposed to do. They tell him to just try it out and he does so by gracefully flying around making huge jumps and always keeping his shutes high in the air. I hate him a bit for that, but am also impressed with what he can do.
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I am in a kitchen with Delfine and Ronja. Ronja and her are talking outside my hearing range. We are supposed to go and pick up some washing powder or something. After Delfine and Ronja are done talking Delfine comes over to me. She asks me if there is anything going on between Ronja and I, to which I reply no. She tells me that Ronja isn't interested in going out pick up up washing materials, she wants someone to take care of her and start a life. I get the message and feel extraordinary guilty, because this is probably something I have started in the past. She asks me if she should go inform Ronja that I would be glad if she came on to me and I reply “No” and the guild train hits me at maximum velocity. I look over towards Ronja as Delfine is done delivering the message and I feel like a coward for not being able to deliver this myself. I look towards Ronja and I can't decipher if she is crying or not, but if she is it isn't as bad as if her world had completely collapsed.
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I am writing something on my bac project involving lucid dreaming. When I do a count I see that I have more than 5 pages and the semester haven't even started yet. I want to call someone or tell someone, but I can't really think of who.
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Something about big round egg like electrical objects I blow up pyro-kinetically.

NONDREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up at a nondescript high school setting like you'd see in your sterotypical coming of age movie. My best friends and I, two people I'd never actually met, were talking abut this one girl. My friend who was a girl, her name was Tobias or something similar, wanted to go out with this girl. Mind you, this was the most popular girl in my school, and she was also the prettiest, ect ect. So we made up an ingenious plan to get them together. But sadly it backfired, and the girl never noticed my friend. Then some evil guy in a white suit showed up and took my female friend away, making her hate me for a while. During this time, my other friend and I, who looked like Jonah hill, and I started to go after two women. Then, after some time dilation, we were all back together as friends and were going to Tobias' house to meet her parents or something, and we were dancing out side of her house to the song Dreamweaver. But apparently, I couldn't dance and kept falling all over myself. We then realized we were falling in love. But sadly, we we're allowed to pursue this plot line, as the evil guy came back, telling us he had stolen the eye of power, and it was stuck in the bell tower of the old town clock. So we all got into Jonah's van Scooby Doo style to retrieve the eye. Shortly after this, the evil guy in the white suit was hit by a car. When we got to the bell tower, my friend asked the girl he was pursuing, to bring a step ladder and a bird that knew how to kiss. I then woke up.

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT

From the night before last

A friend of mine from waking life was with me. (He was someone I had feelings of being in love with which had been returned to a tentative extent. It was not explored more than mentally and somewhat emotionally. The timing was not right for ethical reasons. We explored each others’ minds, to the extent I could at that time and it was exhilarating.)

We were outside, in the large front area of an old looking house. The house had perhaps that pinky colored brick (which inspires me with a deep feeling of beauty in waking life) used on two ends to create rounded walls, like they were slightly punched out of the house like columns, their windows facing us. Something about that shape was important. I felt a connection to family past.

Outside, where we were, was beautiful and warm. Like a cool summer day at sunset, when the colors are deep and warm and have the feint feeling of being lit from the inside. We were standing under an umbrella-ing tree. The greens and oranges and browns infused around and through us, as if it was a time when the smells come alive to flow slowly through the warm air.

There was some specific reason (the architecture, I think) that he didn’t like it. I told him I thought houses like these were beautiful! Told him about when I’d been in another one like it, I think with family, and how wonderful it was. Though I didn't feel angry or scared, the feeling of my awareness of his (sometimes pushy) tendency to criticize was with me.

I was exuberant about the love I’d experienced in that house, though I could feel something darker inside this particular, extraordinarily similar house as we stood outside. I didn’t feel very threatened by the darkness, more just aware and happily reliving parts of the joyful memories inside the other house. The memories were infused with a sense of family and connection and freedom of expression. Curious, I want to call it almost doula-like love with a lot of feminine energy.

1-2/4/11

Entry reads like that of a fragmented dream, but was written right after waking from it. In the dream I saw both good and bad outcomes in this experience, I guess my split personality, the nature of my love for her and her actions towards me, may be a factor.

3:22 am
Its weird, I was in a world with Georgia, and things just seemed... right. There was a oneness about it, I was trusting, as was she... Fragments... Down a path with her, path getting darker, bright light for a few hundred metres, then darkness (metaphor for my relationship with her?)... holding her, confronting her, one face is a devil that hates but another face is soothing and loving... The words I wanted to hear "I still love you" and the words I dread "Nothing between us".... I don't know, this one left me on the verge of tears but also happy. Mixed emotions messing me up right now...

Two friends are talking. One of them is fat and has long, curly black hair. He is depressed because he is 40 years old and single. He looks to be about 30. His friend is very good looking. He has shoulder length brown hair.

A girl gets off the bus. She has brown hair, is about 25 years old and is very pretty. She has just arrived to the city. She starts singing a song called Any Other Guy. It's about how she always falls for the same kind of guy and they always hurt her. Now after a particularly bad break up she wants to make a new start. While she sings about the kind of guys she usually dates she looks around and guys like that are all she can see. She looks towards the two friends and sees the good looking one flirting with two girls. The fat one is kind of blurry and has turned his head away. She sings about how she wishes she'd fall for some other kind of guy. I know that in the end of the song the fat guy will turn around, see the girl and it will be love at first sight, but I wake up before that happens.

In my dream, I was single. I went to visit some friends out of town, and decided while I was there I was going to get laid. I was out walking to a club when a group of guys surrounded me (much like happens in superhero movies) and started harrassing me. One of them tried to reach up my skirt, when a guy shows up. "What's the deal, guys? Can't get it without taking it? Pathetic." I immediately decide to bed this guy.
Many of the details early in the dream are fuzzy, but at some point, he said that he didn't agree with premarital sex and I agreed to marry him. After our brief, private ceremony, he took me to his place, where a bunch of his friends had crowded in.
"Excuse me, what are you all doing here?" I indignantly exclaimed.
"I heard there was a party!" One guy shouted.
"Well, there's not! Get out!"
After everyone had left, I sat down on the bed and tried to kiss my new groom. He dodged me. "I can't make love to you." He said.
I stopped. "Are you a virgin, because that's okay, we all have to learn somewhere..."
"No," he said, "I'm not a virgin, I lost my virginity a while ago, and he was really sweet."
"Well what is... wait, did you say 'he'?"
He grinned at me sadly. "I'm gay."
I stared at him, bewildered. "Why didn't you just say so? Maybe before I married you?"
"I didn't think you'd actually marry me. I was trying to get you to lose interest in me. I can't let me friends know, they'll never see me the same. Just do me a favor." He grinned sheepishly. "If anyone asks, we divorced because I was too much for you tonight."
I rolled my eyes. "You ought to tell them the truth, but whatever."
The next day, I went to my mother's house (except it wasn't her current house but the last one she lived in before it), and she there was a wedding in her backyard. I pulled her aside and told her what had happened. After she finished laughing, she said there were plenty of lonely groomsmen here waiting to be taken advantage of (yes, my mother is like this IRL). The last thing I remember beofre waking up was heading for the buffet.

tech: just some mantras before bed, some tactile/visual visualisations and a wbtb after 4 hours sleep and a brief sit in bed while waking.

just had a lucid which blew my freaking socks off.

prelucidbefore i was lucid i was in this bar/shop. it was like tescos crossed with my old local the bull. people were working and i was training. all i remember was that it seemed odd that it was all sales based when the only real work to do was cleaning. unfortuately i spen a good few minutes of the dream cleaning up tescos i remember that someone was growing fruit so i told them they should come and see my roof garden (real) where ive got raspberries, strawberries, blueberries, currrants etc growing. when it felt more like a bar there was an old friend there who i got on well with. she was friendly as ever and it was all going well. when she left momuntarily my mate JC asked me about her. i just said something like 'well its always been a kind of 60:40 thing between us really. he then went 'oops shes right there' and she was right behind me. this upset her and she stormed out.

i followed to explain what i meant even though i wasnt entirely sure myself. she seemed to think that i was just rating my chances of a shag to my mate, but it wsnt like that at all. i explained that it was more like because we were always in different places, i had never rated the chances of it happening until then. this didnt help and because i had hold of her gently, i t must have seemed like i was the bad guy to these passing 3 blokes. they started to attack me with whatever they had (golf clubs) but i immediately recognised the main attacker as an old school friend. i told him it ws me but it didnt help!! he kept on hitting me and i could feel it a bit, but it didnt bother me. i managed to get hold of one of the clubs and miraculously took out the 2 others with one throw. this just brought further spite from the rest of the bar crowd and they all circled on me. the growing unease made me really assess my surroundings in a heightened fight or flight manner. it slowly dawned on me that i was just in an internal vision of my fears creating

lucid part this was finally enough to send me lucid. it was very tough though, and i feared that in the face of all this, i would just wake sraight away if i allowed myself to believe in the dream. somehow i managed to stabilise while getting lucid otherwise in wouldnt have worked. i looked at my mate (DM) and told him it was just a dream. he said it wasnt (or stronger words ) but i tried to show him. finger through palm failed miserably as it was already too stable for that. instead i just floated above the bar so the whole pub could catch on.

I was in a very crowded pub, so it was tricky to just ignore people amd do my own thing. this didnt matter though as floating in front of the bar was enough to prove that it was a dream to eveyone. plus luckily it seemed to help them to forgive me for whatever happened with the girl. i stabilised by rubbing my hands on the bar and peering round at everything quickly. they all responded well and asked me how they could stabilise it. once it was solid enough i said to DM that i was going outside for a quick fly. he joined me. along with a massive stream of people who flowed out of the pub. it was raining so i had the beautiful experience of stabilising a dream with the coolness of the rain. i took off and about 10 people took off from below me. a little mid air spin helped to make the flight so stable. normally i dont even get to land, but this was different. this is only the 2nd time i remember flying with other people, and the sight of them taking off below me was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. i pretty much cried with joy, then flew around with a mate like superman. in fact i think he had a superman top on at one point.

back on the ground in the galleria, and DM saw a video game he wanted to play. i warned him that if he got too into it, the dream may fade. i said if there was any chance that the real him may remember it, that he should just concentrate on remembering it should he feel it fading. i spoke to another mate, then turned round and DM was gone. i found him playing ping pong a second later though. I spoke to Luke and asked him if he was a lukid dreamer. he said of course, so i just repeated that if he may remember it to get in touch.

back in the pub and it seemed that a whole new bunch were up for some fliyng. i took them outside and there was a group of girls who i just explained to that they just have to try learning to float first. one girl jumped up then floated back down and bumped her ass it was funny but i could see she was trying so i held her hand and gave her a slight boost. she was fine after that and started floating around.

i floated past another mate of mine CS. greeted him by his full name and told him i thought i had seen another old mate nearby. we went over to meet AjG and it was him with his crazy beard under some kind of helmet. it seemed he was part of some protest, although it was impossible to tell the police from the protestors. i'd like to think this was a good future sign. i hugged him and he shook me around the big ol crazy bastard. this was finally enough to destabilise the dream, although for once i knew this was going to happen so i managed to stay completely still. it didnt help much and i felt little conection to the dream after waking so gave up on the deild attempt and ran downstairs to post this. i dont think it helped the deild attempt that i woke up completely on my front. i felt no vibes or anything although by this time its likely that i had used up my lucid energy if thats possible

15.03.2011

9 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I walked on the sideway with a couple of friends and a girl(let´s call her Angie). It was a warm summernight and everyone was laughing and having a good time.
For a moment, I kind of slipped behind the group of friends, and walked behind them. Suddenly, Angie turned around, towards me and smiled. I gave her a kiss. I could not really tell how she reacted, she looked happy and troubled at the same time.
Later, one of us(me or Angie) realized that we had lost something(maybe keys) on the road, so we went back looking for it together, without the group. I was carrying her and she had her legs wrapped around my waist.
I remember runnig quite fast at some points, and I fell over and over, scraping my knees over and over. I tried very hard and succeded with protecting and keeping her from falling to the ground.

The girl in the dream, Angie, is a girl that I had a minor relationship with a couple of years ago. We had a clean break from that and about a year ago I met her at a party and I fell in love with her, but i could not tell her this since she was with another guy. Ever since that time I have had her on my mind.
I dont meet her very often since we live in different villages, but once in a while it happens, and I do not know what to do.
Well, the day before I had this dream I met her at the trainstation for just a couple of seconds since I had to catch a train.
I did not notice her until she called my name, and walked up behind me and gave me a hug...
Maybe I should try to talk to her again.
This can not go on.

I was at a rock-cafe in the city I often go on a night out. It was around noon however and the place was more or less empty apart from one man sitting at the bar and the bargirl. I was obviously waiting for someone.
Since we were the only ones there the girl behind the bar asked if i would like a beer.

'Yes' I answered and she asked what kind.
'Oh doesn't matter, as long as it's...'
-'Belgian beer' the man at the bar finished my sentence and smiled at me. (I sure do love Belgian beer)

We laughed and talked about what not. He was probably waiting for someone as well.
Suddenly a girl was standing behind him, she tapped his shoulder and he politely kissed her on the cheeks. I realised that same girl was the one I was waiting for when I turned around. It was the girl I fell in love with the year before. My very first love even. She hadn't noticed me yet. I jumped up and cried out. She was surprised to see me and smiled, I hugged her tightly.
We fell to the floor and lied there for minutes for I wouldn't let her go and she wouldn't let me go.

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I was walking along some train tracks. I was some sort of duck… Joining me in my travels were a chicken and a cat. We heard a train coming, but we didn’t know which way to look until it zoomed out of a nearby tunnel and nearly flattened us! We waited for it to go back through the tunnel in the other direction – the tracks were set in a loop behind us – before walking through it. On the other side of the tunnel was the Dragon Ridge. The mountains were jagged and unforgiving, and some of them looked as though recent rock slides had buried sections of vegetation. The other animals turned into Nicole (the cat that was not a cat) and Zeddicus Zu’l Zorander (the chicken that was not a chicken). Nicole pointed out a heart-shaped rock high above us. It lay on the summit of a smaller mountain. We had to be close to Naven, she said. We climbed over a hill of loose rocks; they were so finely grained that Zedd got his feet stuck in them like quicksand. On the other side of the hill, we found a lone cottage. When we entered the building, I knew immediately that evil had made this place its home. The interior was an exact replica of my grandparents’ house. I sat down in the dining room with a sign that read “Yeah!” in bold, red letters. Before long, Voldemort entered the house. I was fortunate this time… He went straight to the back door and exited onto the patio. He came back in through the front door almost immediately after, went to the back door again, and… This time, he turned around. Our eyes met. He glided across the dining room with his black cloak billowing as though a violent storm was stirring up inside the building. His hand clasped the wand sitting on the table. Immediately, he fired a volley of spells at me. I repeated his words, tossing the same spells back.

“Expelliarmus!” My wand popped out of my hand. Crap. “Crucio!” I fell to the ground, effectively paralyzed. I didn’t feel any pain, though. Voldemort put a foot on my leg and stood over me with his wand pointed at my heart. He smiled. Slowly, he pronounced the name of the killing curse. “Avada… kedavra…” A green bolt of energy shot out of his wand and bounced off my body. Voldemort’s face contorted. “What?! Why can’t I ever kill you?!”

“Because love is forever, stupid,” I said. I shot him with the same spell several times in succession before he finally died. I was glad I was able to protect Zedd and Nicole from harm.

Original Date: 12/7/10
Type: Fragment - Non Lucid
Dream:
I was in the living room in our apartment, possibly sitting in a chair or standing outside of the bedroom door. Looking in, I saw Nick (my boyfriend who is currently now here with me) lying in bed, the head of the bed was up against the wall closest to the neighbor. Nick was looking back at me, we stared at each other, but weren't in the same room, like we could see but not touch one another. We were distanced.

Objective Context:
Spoke minimally to him on the phone the previous night, I'm missing him very much and it feels like time isn't going by fast enough. I'm getting ready for some stressful weeks ahead at work.

Age of Dream Ego: 26
Dream Setting:
At home, comfortable and relaxed. It's my place of solace, my sanctuary away from stress and military.

Feelings:
Neutral, happiness, distance, separation but closeness, love and warmth, desire and need.
Interpretation:
He is close in my heart by talking on the phone and our love, but he is still distant and far away by the fact that we were separated by a single room, like we could move, but only see each other, not touch and feel.

i woke to the sight of your face in my dream...i dont remember much else than that...why do you still haunt me...is there something that needs to be said...i just dont get this...it keeps happening when i am feeling better...

Both these dreams were intensely romantic without being sexual. The first one was in late November or early December 2010. Several people at work were all standing near my desk having a bit of a heated discussion. "A" and I frequently work together to get things done and often have to deal with attitudes from these other people. We were both starting to become a little stressed over the behavior of these other co-workers when suddenly, "A" comes over to me and we give each other the most loving and tender hug, better than any I've had in real life.
This 2nd dream was on December 9, 2010 (yeah, I remember the date!). This time "A" is standing behind me with his arms around me. In the dream we'd both come to the realization that we want to be together but in real life, we are both married to other people. He also has 2 children. Suddenly, he put his head down on my shoulder and started to cry. I knew he was crying because of what a divorce would do to his children and his relationship with them (they are very young). I reached up and touched his face and said "Don't worry, "A." Everything is going to be OK." End of dream.

I am moving into a new apartment with my family. There are other people living there, a man and his adult son. The son ,whose name is David, is a few years younger than me and attending college. After moving in, I go out onto a walkway that faces a courtyard in the middle of the building. The courtyard is completely filled with water, and it is very deep. The walkway has no guardrails. As I walk, I see my daughter heading for the edge, before I have time to react, David pulls her from the edge. After securing her inside, David and I continue to walk. Suddenly, he pins me to the wall. He leans in to kiss me. I shrug out from under him. "Don't be silly," I say. "I'm married."
"So what if you are?" he answers.
"I love my husband." I look at him with sad eyes. I hate hurting people.
He stops and looks at me. "If I were more fit, had abs and stuff, would you want me?"
I sigh. "If I were single, I'd give you a chance, but anything that might be between us is not worth losing him over. I really do love him."
I continue to walk. As I walk past an open closet. David backs me into it and closes the door. He pins me again and starts to kiss my neck. I push him off of me. "You just don't get it, do you?" I look at him angrily, my eyes demanding an answer.
He looks defeated. "I'm sorry. I'll stop."
I try to open the door, but it is locked. I bang on the door and scream, but nobody seems to hear. I decide that nobody is coming, so I sit on the floor next to the door. I see a figure drawn on the door (I don't remember what it was) and markers in a case affixed below it. I begin to color in the figure. I am almost done when the door opens. It is my husband. I throw my arms around him, glad to see him and glad to be saved. He pulls me aside. "Did he do anything to you?"
I glance at David, naked defeat in his eyes. "No, it was an accident," I answer.
After we all leave the room, I pull David aside. "I'm sorry I had to hurt you," I tell him. "If I had met you first, maybe there could have been something between us, but I love him. I can't lose him."

This dream wasn't all that long, and I believe I'm missing some parts, but its starts off with these two people on the street, one a girl and one a guy and they seem to be doing some kind of musical performance. The girl was dancing with what looked like a tambourine and the guy looked like he had a ukulele. Anyways after a scan of what looked like an old downtown area, we see a corner sign that says California love. There is a pan of the sky when we go back to what looks like a group research or education facility.

Sitting on a fence or a tree is a girl and a guy and the people around the camp are talking about working on California and love in the city where some mysterious people are granting gifts to certain families. Everyone in this camp is working to be one of those groups of people who get the mysterious gifts, but only those who have great success or a strong bond can get it.

The people talk about going to some kind of event and the girl and the guy who are sitting on the tree suddenly become very quiet. I ask them what's going on and they say that they can't go. When I ask why, the girl says she has no one who cares about her. I am confused so I talk to the guy next to her and he says that even know the girl next to him is great, he is not who I think he is, and will not be there much longer.

Him and the girl get off the tree and when I turn around for a second, the girl bends down and kisses the man on the cheek. The guy turns into the size of a ken doll, crawls up her arm and starts kicking his feet while looking around. Startled I pull out my camera phone and try to take a picture. I look through the lens, and the doll sized man is invisible, when I take the camera off of them the doll sized man is still there, and then he hops away.

"He's gone." the girl says.

I ask the girl if she's okay, and she smiles. Some people still in the camp are saying how strange that person was to be talking to her self, and I ask them if they saw that man who was with her earlier. They say that they saw one person but he disappeared and she was still talking. They also said that that person only shows up on certain occasions, usually when someone is feeling really lonely and had something happen to them. They said that certain business positions required a partner, and that the one she had been in for the past month was that kind of position.

The couples also talked about a man who shows up when needed and turns into a doll later on. They say it's some kind of dreamer's luck. The couples I was talking to left for the city and a girl with blonde hair and a maroon jacket asked me if I was going to the bar/boutique that everyone was talking about. I am a little unsure about the location and they told to follow the lights. I tell them Ill join shortly but I want to talk to the other girl first.

When I turned around to see the girl from before, I saw her with a sandy haired man with glasses, and The girl who asked me about the bar boutique gazed longingly at the field of golden grass. Extreme pain, hope, love and loneliness exuded from her aura.

She said something about wanting a partner, and I tried to talk to her, but some laughter stopped me. When I looked, I saw the girl had looked as well, and there was a young child climbing up the hill.On her shoulder was the doll sized man I had talked to earlier, but he looked like an actual doll rather then a person, and a look alike fell by the water side. The kid ran away and the doll sized man winked and hopped towards the girl with the blonde hair. She was thrilled, and I looked on dumbfounded.

I then left the facility and came to an area where there were brick houses with black stairwells and laundry hanging in the air. I saw some people I recognized from the facility gloating over some flowers and drinks in one part of the city, but I walked on until I reached a wooden building with metal stairs and some music playing in the lobby. I walked into what looked like a old style saloon and looked at the wall of pictures in the back. Some were drawings, some were photographs, but all were young kids, couples, or men, and all were wearing old school outfits like from the late 19th century.

Curious I saw one picture of a blonde woman with a maroon jacket, and when I looked at myself, and the woman in the picture I was awestruck. I touched the picture and felt a zap go through my finger tips. It was me, or someone who was related to me, and close by the touch of it, and for whatever reason I couldn't believe I was on that wall. I felt a cool breeze go through the back door, and when I turned around a saw a small man with a black hat and an iron tray with tea and turkey.

"My lady," he said, and I blinked and pointed towards myself.

"Me?" I asked and the small man nodded his head before placing the tray a small table.

"Dinner is served," and he left the dining room.

I took a sip of the tea and was about to bite into the turkey when I heard something outside. When I went there I saw flowers scattered about next to my building, and heard some ruckus from down below. The stranger had made an appearance and he was headed our way. I saw flowers appearing at various houses, and an energy of mystery and excitement filled the area. I tried to go downstairs, but before I could the scene changed and I was in the kitchen. There were some people on the couch in the living room, but I couldn't see any details, as they were just some silhouette's with the TV on. I went to join them with a paper plate, but before I got very far the lights went on, and the living room disappeared.

I turned around to see some flowers on the floor in the kitchen,as well as golden tambourine/ hand drum. When I went to investigate, a gloved hand picked up the instrument and handed it to me.

"Your turn" he said, and my eyes traveled up his torso, however, before I could see his face the scene disappeared and I was on the corner of California and love with a tambourine in my hand. I had a companion with me, and when I looked up I saw a dark haired man with a white shirt and black jacket. With a small instrument case in his hand, he leaned towards me, but before I could see his face, I woke up.