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Dragon #1

It was black night. I was walking to a cafe, probably because I thought I was going to meet some friends there, in particular my old friend ML. I may actually have known ML was going to be at the cafe, though he hadn't invited me. I may have decided to show up at the cafe, in spite of his not inviting me, just so he'd know I knew.

I was in some small shopping plaza, possibly at the edge of a smallish residential area in a suburban town. The shopping plaza was three stories tall. It was a series of buildings, kind of like office buildings. The shops were all connected to each other by outdoor balconies. I stood between the buildings in a big, concrte courtyard. I felt like the cafe was in the basement level of one of these buildings.

I may then have been out by a bridge, somewhere near the banks of a river. I was working on some kind of box, like an electrical box attached to some kind of short, stout, concrete pole. The "box" may have been something more like a simple switch. The switch may have been in decent condition, but the metal base around the switch may have been really rusty. I may have heard some weird, whistling sound, which may have frightened me.

I was in some room, probably with three other people. The room we were in felt a little like a living room. But the room was so big and empty and cold-feeling that it seemed more like some kind of business room. There was a huge window-wall looking out on the black night.

One of the three other people was an older man, probably dressed nicely. He was like a boss to the rest of us. Another was a woman, about my age (early 30s), dressed like a business woman. The third person was probably a man.

The boss told us something we should get started working on. But he told us, as he seemed to be leaving the room, that we should avoid going down to the bridge. The man now seemed to be touching a glass case, trying to get an electric reaction out of something else in the case.

The man told us that certain monitoring equipment was picking up a strange noise down there. The noise, the man told us (although I heard it at the same time) was like a phone picking up, with a conversation way in the distance. But the noise would soon turn to a shrill buzzing. This kind of noise indicated ghost activity, though I don't think the man said this directly.

I suddenly remembered my own experience near the bridge. I didn't tell the man about it. Instead, I tried to question the man more on the characteristics of the sound. I got a little more info from the man.

The person who had had the ghost experience was now a woman. After hearing the info regarding the ghost bridge, the woman seemed to have become distracted and dazed. The man had told the other people to keep the woman from going to the bridge. But the woman was definitely going to try to go back.

At first it seemed like the people were all staying in different cabins in some kind of wildnerness area. The woman snuck away from her cabin without anybody noticing. She was running down through a well-manicured but large garden area and down to the bridge. She wore a Victorian-style dress, probably white on top and pale, sea-blue on the skirt. She also had red hair, done up and back in a round, Victorian style.

Now it was like all the people were staying in one big mansion. But the woman had escaped the mansion. She was riding a bike on a garden path between two rows of very tall, euonymus-type shrubs. At one point, she turned a corner. As soon as she turned the corner, a man, also dressed in Victorian clothing, stood up and began pursuing the woman.

The man knew what path the woman was taking. He also knew paths he could take as shortcuts, so that he could cut the woman off, even though she was on a bike and he was on foot. There was water somewhere, coming from something like a fountain or a lawn sprinkler.

The woman was riding through a section of path with the hedges so thick on either side that she couldn't see anything else. Suddenly the man grabbed the woman from behind. He pulled her off her bike, spun her around, and embraced her. The man acted like he was in love with the woman -- maybe he was. The woman and the man embraced and kissed.

The man and woman were now in a bedroom. But now the man was a woman. The two women were kissing, and it looked like they were going to end up in bed together. But the first woman broke free of the second woman. She took on a dazed kind of attitude again and said that she had to go away. It was pretty obvious that she was going to try togo to the ghost bridge, though she may not have said it.

The second woman lay down in bed. She was partly frustrated that she hadn't gotten to have sex with the first woman. But she was also frustrated that she hadn't been able to keep the woman from trying to go back to the ghost bridge.

The second woman now pulled a hood over her head. (The second woman also had red hair, though her hair was darker than the first woman's hair.) The woman wore a pale sea-blue nightgown. The hood was a part of the gown. But it was a wizard's hood. The woman said something like, "We'll see about that girl! She thinks she can just go like that when she's been kept from the place. I'll pay her back for acting that way."

The second woman lay her head on her pillow. It looked like she was going to fall asleep. But I felt like she was going to try and perform some kind of magic action against the first woman.

I now sat in a cafe, which was more like a waiting area in some place like a college or a hospital. It was like the ghost bridge incidents had been from a movie I'd been watching, and that I had just now been deep in a reverie regarding the memories of that movie. I had also remembered some background tune from the movie, and I was humming it to myself.

I sat on the arm of an orange, thickly cushioned chair. I was looking out a big window, to some lawny area like in a city park. It was daytime, and the light was bright grey outside. A skinny, young, black man sat at a picnic bench near the window. I knew the man was following me. He couldn't come into the cafe for some reason or another. So he had to wait outside for me.

I was kind of sick of being followed around by this guy, and I was wishing there was some way I could stop him. But I also seemed to be really preoccupied with the imagery of the ghost bridge "movie."

Somebody else in the "cafe" started brashly humming a terribly out of key tune. It suddenly drew attention to the fact that I was still humming the background music from the ghost bridge "movie." I stopped huming as soon as I realized that I'd been humming loud enough for other people to hear.

I sat there silently, still staring out the window, though I couldn't see out the window very well anymore. My focus was more on the man, who kept humming horribly out of key.

I looked to my left, to the man, who sat in a chair, reading a newspaper. The man was old, from some Latin-European country, I guessed. He wore an orange polo shirt. He was short, and he was good looking, but he also looked kind of mean and rude. Another old man was sitting at the end of a couch, directly to the first old man's right. This man was a little taller, pale skinned, a little overweight, and bald.

I looked away from the old men. I figured that now that I'd stopped humming, the man would also stop humming. But he only began to hum even louder! I was like he was trying to annoy me, rather than trying to say anything about how I'd been humming too loud. I was getting kind of mad, because the guy just kept humming louder and louder and more and more off key.

But, finally, the second old man said, "Look! You don't like it when people do things like that? Then don't do those kinds of things yourself!"

MischiefManaged Dream

Fragment, alarm killed my recall…

I’m inside a mansion, standing in the hall. Walls, floor, everything seems to be made of gold. Right in front of me is a huge staircase to the second floor – stairs are decorated with diamonds. I’m holding an earflap fur hat and for some reason it’s really precious – I’m on a mission to deliver it somewhere.

Dream Fragment 1

I am walking with my baby Pigeon, I look at him and think I see something, I take a second look and see tiny yellow maggots in his feathers ((lol))

Dream 2

Me, my hubby & the girls all went out. We are at a party together. For some reason I have to leave for a while. It's raining outside, I'm getting soaked, my hair has all fallen out of place and my make-up has run. I can see like a big Mansion, it's a white building. As I look at the building I see a bench to the left, thie bench is facing the Mansion and behind the bench is a green bush. I am sitting on the bench. I see a lady come to the front door of the Mansion, I walk over to the lady and ask "would it be ok if I stay here?" ((I didn't want to go back to the party looking in such a state lol)) she says "yes of course" ((Dream Skip)) I am now in the bedroom upstairs, it's only a small room, it's not posh atall. There is no bed just a Matress on the floor, it looks a little untidy really. I am sitting on the bed and feel like "something" is with me, I look about but there is nothing there. I am looking at a picture opposite me on the side, it's a black and white picture of a lady. As I look at it the white frame of the picture moves to the right and the woman in the picture starts talking etc., it is a bit like watching her on T.V. I'm thinking "That's weird...that should't happen!" ((unfortunatley I didn't get lucid)). I suddenly think "Ohh god, what about the kids" then I calm down and think "Ahh they'll be ok cause my hubby is with them" I begin to worry again slightly. ((Dream Skip)) I go out and I'm walking around the street. I walk down the street and see lots of other streets leading off the road so I decide to go and explore. I have arrived at a house, I know i'm now lost. I go round to the back of the house and walk inside, there are 2 men and a woman inside. One man was English, the woman was Asian and the other man was French or German or something. In my hand I am holding the syringe that I use to feed my baby Pigeon, it's full of mushed up food and i'm eating it . I see the English man is very hungry so I squeeze some food out of the syringe onto my hand and give it to him, I then see he is still hungry so I empty the syring into his mouth he says "thank you" I ask him "where am I?" I put my rucksack down on the side for a minute, the man tells me where I am, I say "I haven't walked that far have I" ((I'm amazed at how far I walked because it didn't seem like I had walked that far atall)) he says "yes". The man now opens the front door and points down the street and directs me to where I need to go. I look down the street and say "to that car there?" he says "No, go past the 2 streets further on from there and you'll get there". I go to pick my rucksack up but it has now turned into a baby in a baby carrier, I think nothing of this and pick it up and carry it on my back. I get very close to where I have to go when I bump into 2 of my old school friends, they are both male. One of them tells me that he has always loved me and says "even if you do look shit and you'r nails aren't done" ((Dream Skip)) I am back at the Mansion, I am standing on the long wide balcony and there are lots of people there, I see my father-in-law and his brother sitting on a bench, I walk over to them and say "It's Don" we talk a little and Don tells me that he wants me to pass a message on to the rest of the family, he tells me to tell them that they are ok and they are all together ((they are all dead in real life)) Another brother of his was there too. ((dream skip)) I am back on the street and i'm walking to the pub where the party is, I meet up with my girls and walk through with them. We enter a room and there is a big tree trunk spread across the room, it is blocking part of the room off, in that part of the room there are 3 men and a pool table that they are playing on, the men say "this is just for Adults" I think "there must be something funny going on in that area" I go into the other room with the girls, I still look really shitty and messy. I sit down on a chair next to a table and take my bobble out of my hair. A woman walks past and in a sarcastic manner she says "is that the new fashion" and sniggers as she goes by.

The start of this dream is kind of a blur, but I remember being in school, and getting into trouble about something. The next thing I remember (although, I know things happened between them, but I just can't remember -__-) I'm walking down a pathway with my mother and sister. My mother is looking for a house where she needed to go because of that thing I got into trouble for at school (can't remember what it was :/). After a bit of walking, we saw the house around 200 m in front of us. (This was at night by the way).
We saw groups of people wearing dark clothes enter the house, and it seeemed like there was a party happening inside. I immediately felt a chill, like something was wrong with the house. My sister seemed to feel it too, but my mum kept on approaching the house. Me and my sister screamed for her to not go, and tried to keep her back, but she forced her way past us and ran to the house. We followed. My sister and I rushed to my mum, who was standing in front of a gate to the left of the main entrance. (This was within the actual front yard of the house). When I approached the door to see what was behind the gate, hands suddenly rushed from within the gate (i didnt see any other body part) and one of them grabbed me. I didn't know what was happening with my mum and sister, but the person holding my hand (i only saw his/her hand) said, as I tried to run away, "One by One, we'll get to you" or something like that in an evil tone.
The dream then fast forwards to me sitting in my parent's bedroom, with my mother and sister standing in front of me in dark robes, and shiny jewellery around their necks. I realised that my mother was wearing a necklace around her neck with the christian cross on it (we are not christian), and i felt an evil vibe from them. My sister was wearing somewhat revealing dark gothic clothes and also had shiny jewellery around her necks. I don't remember if she had a cross around her neck, though.

The dream (still continuing) then fast forwards to me, my younger sister (the same one from earlier in the dream - shes older than me but the younger of my two sisters), my mother and my eldest sister's fionce in an old car. My sisters fionce was driving the car. It was rainy and dark (at night). We drove (i didnt know to where) on and on, until my sisters fionce suddenly swerved to the right for an unknown reason, and drove off a cliff into a rocky floor below. We all got up safely and scared, and saw some builders working on building some stone pillars of some sort. Something I don't remember well happened, and then one of the builders said (referring to my sisters fionce) "Haha at least he won't be heere for long". The dream (still going on and continuing) then fast forwards to me sitting on a table and chair in front of the creepy house. This time its daylight, and I'm not afraid. I'm sitting at a table with a friend of mine. He smiles, and I wake up.

I was in a mansion of sort, mostly made of wood. I don't know who owns it, but I think it was like a dormitory of sorts for our organization. I was trying to hold on to a powerful creature (reminds me of Visser Three, but in Pokemon form). I finally released it in a room, and I ran down a flight of stairs, and out of the place.

I jumped/passed through a river. I tried swimming, but then there was a huge eel. It shot its long, sticky tongue at me. I tried cutting it off. I continuously swam until I reached dry land/cement. There were two of them. I hurried to climb a tree and used my ability to blend with the tree colors.

I'm home in our store.

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NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

A friend and I had decided to sign up for the Food Network show Chopped, which is like an elmination every week reality show for cooking. We both get onto the show and are very happy. Me and my friend (H) get on the bus, which will take us to the set of the show. H and I sit down, and we're surrounded by other contestants. We try to socialize with them, and found one girl to be really nice. I don't really remember much of her, who she was, or what she said, except that she had a very narrow face, olive skin, and dark brown wavy hair with bangs that covered a lot of her face. I remember looking at a brochure for Australia, which led me to realize that these contestants came from all over the world to compete on this show. Finally, the bus arrives at it's destination. H and I get off with all the other people to find us standing in a mostly empty parking lot. We see the hosts, but I don't really remember them too well. I'm standing there and listening as we are assigned our first challenge, when I suddenly come to horrifying realization.

I can't cook. In real life, I can make ice, and that's pretty much it. Even when it comes to simple things like trying to cook Kraft macaroni, I end up failing. Both times I tried to make it, I ended up making people sick...oops. Anyways, so that's when I come to the not so horrifying realization that I'm dreaming, thus making me lucid. Yay!

So, I ditch Chopped. I remember the other contestants mocking me and jeering at me for being such a baby and backing out before the show even started, but I ignore them.

Suddenly, I am somehow transported to a very modern looking mansion type office building. I see random DCs walking around, but I ignore them, too. I have a goal in mind. I find my friend N walking around, and I approach her. I ask, "Have you seen Arthur anywhere?" referring to my absolute favorite character from Inception, as portrayed by one of my favorite actors, Joseph Gordon-Levitt. I figured that if I ask someone where he is, implying that I already know he's here, I'll be able to find him. Other methods, like trying to make people appear by summoning them with mind power, never work outs for me.

N says, "Yeah, I know he's around here somewhere. Just keep running down the halls and turn the corner, you should find him." We both set off running down a hallway, and right before we turn the corner, and outstretch my arms, because I really wanna give Arthur a hug. (Don't judge, I'm a huge JGL fangirl, ok?) But instead, to my dismay, I turn the corner to find my old 7th grade English teacher wearing footsie pajamas. That image will never be erased. I keep running down that hallway, once more outstretching my arms. When I turn the next corner, I instead find my Grandma running towards us. As horrible as it makes me sound, I don't feel like hugging my grandma, so I disappointingly put my arms down again. I ask N, "Do these hallways just keep going and going?" and she replies, "Yep, pretty much."

Eventually and thankfully, though, I somehow manage to get out of the constant hallways, and I'm standing in this hotel-looking lobby. I enter a doorway, in which I find myself standing in a HUGE ballroom place, FILLED with people. I automatically know that these people are all celebrities, and if I'm going to find Arthur/JGL anywhere, it'll be here. I see a set of modern looking stairs that lead up to a platform, so I run up to get a good view of the crowd. It's obviously a very formal event, because all the men are wearing tuxedos, and every single woman is wearing a fancy, sparkly black dress. They're all talking and mingling very loudly.

Wanting to get their attention, I as loudly as I can yell out, "HEY! EVERYBODY QUIET!". It actually worked, and everyone turned up to look at me. "I'm looking for Joseph Gordon-Levitt," I shouted. Suddenly, I notice a figure beginning to walk away, only to be pushed back in place by a random group of people. It's JGL! Yay!

He begins walking again, towards the exit, wearing a rather awkward smile on his face. He obviously doesn't want to be here.

Oh, and he had facial hair. Don't know why that's important, it just is.

Anyways, my mom suddenly is standing by me, and she says, "Well? Go on and catch him!" I run down from the platform and down the stairs, chasing after him. He begins to run faster. Now we're out in the lobby. He still has that weird smile on his face, which was starting to get creepy. He sat down on a couch in the lobby, and he looked slightly upset. (Still smiling, though. Don't know how he managed that.) I found a random drink kiosk and decide it would be smart to buy him a beer, which cost $7. Geez. But he refused to take it. And he wasn't saying anything, so matter how much persisting and prodding I did. Man, he was stubborn.

Then, I "wake up." That's right, folks, I'm now in some sort of a false awakening. Except, in this "reality", I'm sitting on the same couch that Joseph Gordon-Levitt was just sitting on, and I'm hugging a water bottle. My best friend H is there, and she laughs at me for falling asleep in such a position. I tell her about the dream that I just had.

Then I actually wake up. But, being the lazy teenager that I am, I went back to sleep, even though it was probably already noon. Oh well.

I'm thrown straight into lucidity. This time, I'm in this strange indoor pool place, with lots of walls that you have to climb over to get to the pools. There are lots of scattered pools that are dark and murky, but I swim in them nonetheless. I remember swimming in this one pool, doing lots of spins underwater. I heard some man say, "Huh, I guess the water's not toxic, then." I'm pretty sure he was the manager of the place.

I get out of the water, and lo and behold, sitting on a couch by the edge of the pool, is Joseph Gordon-Levitt. Also, to my surprise, I had transformed into and older version of myself and I looked completely different. Usually in lucid dreams I have lots of difficulty changing my appearance, but this time, I didn't even try. I looked just like Sarah Roemer, an actress from a show I used to watch called The Event. Hmm, random.

Anyways, I walk up to JGL, who I know is supposed to be Arthur. He looks extremely depressed and lonely, and I automatically feel really bad for him. I guess I'm supposed to be his best friend, so I decide to go sit next to him. Turns out he has to apply for this design school and to do that, he needs to fill out an information card about him. He's too upset for whatever reason to fill it out himself, so I offer to do it for him. He gratefully accepts my offer.

I notice he has a picture with him. It's a picture of a little girl and a little boy dressed in their Halloween costumes, with the little girl dressed as a princess and the boy as a pirate. I realize it's supposed to be the both of us, and discover that I'm not his best friend...I'm his little sister.

Crap.

I still have to fill out the info card, but I pretty much know nothing about him. Inception doesn't tell you much about our dear Arthur. But what kind of sister doesn't know these basic facts about their big brother? I really wanna play the part, though, so I stay cool. Eventually, there's a part on the card where I have to put down his age. Problem is, I don't know his age. I jokingly ask, "How old are you?" as if I was just messing around. He looks rather annoyed and answers very sarcastically, "Nine." He wasn't giving me a real answer. I put down '9' on the card...then he looks at me like I was crazy. "Why are you putting that down? I wasn't being serious. Put a '2' in front of that nine." I do, and say, "So...29?". He gives me a look that says, "Duh."

Then he starts shaking his head and says, "Can we just skip to the 'About Me' part? I'm getting tired of this." I do, and ask what he wants me to right. He shrugs, and mumbles "I don't know." I sigh. Obviously, Arthur here isn't gonna be very cooperative.

Somehow, we both get transferred to some school where he is giving a presentation on design to some kids. But, he's still really depressed. After the presentation, he just sits down in a chair, frowning, and he's not talking again. Perfect.

All the kids, who I realize are kids that I go to school with, start clapping for him, including me. Hey, I'm not gonna be an un-supportive sister. Then, the kids walk up to him and start trying to make him move, by waving in his face and stuff. He's not having it, though. He looks pretty spaced out. I catch of glimpse of his face through the mob of kids around him, and you can just see the pain and sadness in his eyes. It was pretty intense.

Now I'm not Sarah Roemer anymore. I'm my regular self. I realize one of my best friends J is standing next to me. She asks, "Wait, why is he so upset and stuff?" I just shrug and say, "I don't know. I'll just ask him on the car ride home." She nods at this apparently perfectly acceptable answer.

One girl I know, M, starts poking her finger in his face. Then...he sneezes on her, causing everyone to start cracking up, and, guess what! He actually smiled! So much for the seriousness of the dream. Oh well.

I'm transferred to another part of my dream, and I'm no longer lucid. Sad, sad. Anyways, I guess I'm at school, but it's my old elementary school. Class is about to start, but I could not for the life of me find my locker or remember my next class. I was completely confused. I start walking down the hallway towards a random classroom, where I find a teacher who I vaguely recognize. She asks me to help her with some classroom chores, and I comply. When I try to explain to her that I can't remember my next class, she ignores me.

Then, the assistant principal walks up and stands in the doorway. I try to tell him that I don't know where I'm supposed to go, but he just says, "Oh, that's too bad," in a kind of joking manner. Which I can totally picture him doing in real life, by the way.

The dragon has risen from its slumber. I wake up, completely intrigued by the awesome dream I just had. When I think back to that last little part of the dream, I keep picturing Rebecca Black, so I'm pretty sure she was somehow involved. God, I hope she wasn't singing.

Also, on a side note, I feel very achieved. I've transformed my appearance, hung out with a celebrity, and lucid dreamt somewhere other than my house, which were all personal dream goals of mine. All in all, it was a definite success. Yay!

I'm in a big renaissance mansion in some countryside. I am hosting a party with my boyfriend? husband? ... donno what he is but his name is Robert. He seems pissed at me about something, he's flitting around mingling with guests, trying to avoid me. There is a haunted room in the house.

My friend Marianne has also come, and brought a man with her, whom I don't know. Everyone's kind of drunk. I am going from person to person trying to make sure everyone is taken care of and having fun, trying to explain to people about the haunted room and why they should avoid it.

There is some sort of kerfuffle and Marianne is upset with me, which I find really hard to take. I am trying to appease her, try to explain myself and the misunderstanding to her. There is an implication of something that I've done is inappropriate.

There is a weird fashion show going on.

I'm at a party in this mansion
There are soo many people. I'm on the second floor helping out the staff throw cookies onto the first floor for people to eat. After chucking many, I take a cookie for myself. I'm bit embarrassed because everyone thinks that was more than my 1st cookie. Now Samir from BK comes over to me and gives me this double cookie because he doesn't want it. It's soooo delicious. Its chocolate-y goodness sends orgasims down my throat. Now I somehow find myself upstairs not remembering how I got here. I see my food science teacher, Mrs. G, and I go up to her. Right before I'm about to say something, Mr. R, the administrator of extracurricular activities goes up to Mrs. G and compliments her on the food. He says two distinct compliments that I cannot remember. Then he goes away and I say thank you to Mrs. G for a wonderful year and give her a hug. AWWW

Before I begin I feel I've seen this girl before in my dreams. In this dream, I found her to be some sort of movie star, but in a previous dream which I believe to be the same girl, she was a vampire, who I fell in love with and helped save her life from people hunting her. That dream was over a year ago.

The girl and I were dating, and I was going to her house for the first time. It was enormous, a mansion even, and she had loads of people already over. I thought we would go say hello, but she took me out to a room which was empty, which I assume was her bed room. It was octagonal, and the floor was kind of messy. I figured we weren't supposed to be out here, and looked through some curtains at the people in the backyard, which was one giant pool party, and tried to hide behind the curtains as much as I could. I instinctively took off my pants for some reason, and turned around to find a lot of other people in the room, all sitting on a large couch waiting to watch a movie. I was extremely embarrassed, and pulled my boxers back up and sat down (this should have made me question, as I don't wear boxers anywhere but to bed). My 'girlfriend' wouldn't go anywhere near me, I was thoroughly confused and embarrassed.

Ecstasy Field Trip

I've just done ecstasy somewhere. I'm in Barnes and Nobles, a bookstore. I "forget" that I'm on ecstasy and just feel really, really stoned. My school is here and we're on some kind of field trip.

I'm being shown a science demo. An older guy is holding a glass full of some kind of liquid. When he tips the glass a certain way, the liquid drips out the bottom in a gelatinous manner. He tells me to touch it but I'm really sicked out by it and a little afraid.
Where the magazines usually are in the store, there is a big empty floor. A few people are sitting around in a circle. I stay here and enjoy how stoned I am until a lady who seems to be in charge of the whole thing tells us to go to the Blank Journals Section.
I follow the crowd into an area with the sections: blank journals, pseudo science, and Japan. We form a circle around these shelves. I'm standing next to the Japan books but I want to be by the pseudo science books so I make a little leap around the shelf to do so.

Suddenly I remember I'm on ecstasy and go over to a music box. It's playing really soft music. I wonder how different music will make me feel so I press a little square with fractal album work on it. I don't hear the music change and feel no different.



I walk around to the children's book section. The mentally disabled kids are hanging out here. A teacher begins to laugh at me and says I have an overbite. I realize that my teeth are hanging out of my mouth. It feels like I had fake plastic teeth over my real teeth for a long time and now I'm conscious of my actual mouth. It's bizarre and the feeling doesn't go away.


Homeless Shelter

I have no body or consciousness. I am watching my dream.

My friend Pehry is in the homeless shelter. He's fighting with another boy. The boy says he wants to have a physical fight downtown in a half hour, and Pehry goes along with it. There's a mediator, an older women. She doesn't make him say no, and follows him as he walks downtown.

I am now myself. I am walking around near the homeless shelter. I'm with Heather. Under my arm I'm carrying several rolled up colorful mats. We're dropping them off here.

Heather is afraid to go in so I walk up to the place. I remember that it's only available for homeless people to go into at night, so I wonder if I can get in. I knock on the door and it swings in my direction, locking me between the door and the outside wall. It swings back in, I hop over the other way and knock again. I enter.

A few ladies are here cleaning the place. It smells like cat litter. There's a calendar with a family photo as the month's picture. One lady comes up to me and asks what I want, politely.

I explain to her I have a few "yoga mats'' she can have for the shelter. She replies rather excitedly but then questions if she needs them. I realize they aren't yoga mats but actually mats for sitting on while you draw with chalk outside. You put the chalk on the mats so the pieces don't roll away. I don't tell her this.


The Mansion

For whatever reason, I am walking into a big mansion home owned by a girl I went to high school with briefly. I'm wearing my hat really strangely but don't seem to mind.

She greets me like we were really good friends and I do the same to her. We walk around her house and I ask her if it's haunted. She says "sometimes". Her boyfriend is a really gangster dude, very unlike her, and walks around us to go to the bathroom. She lets me wander around her house.

I look up the stairs that are in front of me and see the silhouette of the bathroom. I see a rat fall out of her boyfriend's jeans. I go over to her and tell her this. When he flushes the toilet, the rat falls down the pipe and lands in a box under the stairs. She "changes reality" and when I open the box, its just an outline of the rat. She kind of winks at me.

I get a ride home from here with Jack and Heather. The road is really torn up and we hit all the bad sections at high speeds, making us airborne for a moment. He drops me off at home.

I play the sims and make the Brady Bunch's house. The girl calls my phone and asks if I want to hang out, but its like 11 at night and I don't have a ride. I tell her this and feel really bad.

Lucid-NonLucid-Comments

meduim recall so I cant remember all the details but I was with a group of random characters,
wondering where I was when the narrator said-

"as the illegitimate sons of rich footballers prowl the night disillusioned with society, one of them stops to ask a question"...

There were four of us so I turned to one and asked what was going on. He said that our dads had abandoned us, and we had decided to raid mansions in revenge( I watched a clock work orange yesterday). Time-skips and we decided to raid a mansion not too disimilar to this-

As we are roaming around this random house, and causing all manner of mayhem.
One of the other guys starts screaming that the owner is back and he has a gun.
I tell everyone to leg it, but as I'm jumping over the garden fence I here the owner Exclaim

"Aah man, who masturbated on my porn collection?" I didn't do it but found it hilarious at the time.

In that split second of laughter, the whole scene seemed to have changed into a maze of gardens all guarded with vicious dogs( again with the dogs!).
Luckily for me I had become some kind of fence leaping expert.
I finally made it out of the maze and was confronted by a giant tree.
I climbed the tree so I could better survey the area, I could see a bridge over a lava river with a giant bearded man on one side. There were metal pillars with disc shaped tops that were spinning coming out of the lava..wtf

I headed for the giant so I could see what would happen next. As I approached him he said..

"ahoy there, would you like me to teach you the art of Foot-flesh balance jumping?"

Me: er..... what's that?
Giant: Its where we cut flesh from some part of your body, tie it to your feet ,and then you have to try to make it across to the other side using the spinning pillars.
Me: er...ok

My brain skipped the flesh cutting bit, because I was now standing on-top of one of the pillars. I could also smell burning flesh.

Giant: by the way, the longer you remain on one pillar the less meat you have for the next

I looked down and realised I was wearing a skirt it reminded me of the Vikings. The spinning was starting to make me dizzy, so I jumped, miss-timed the trajectory but somehow made it onto the next pillar.

Giant: good try to go with the flow.

Then my alarm went off.

April 10, 2011
Lucid Dream 212: Success and Failure
Series: The Land of Dreams, Episode 8
WILD
around 6:00am



I woke up in the morning to piss and immediately returned to bed. I felt the usual vibrations kicking in, so I went with it. SP really didn't last very long. I transitioned after some brief HI.

I found myself in my bedroom, but it was different. There was an open balcony that led outside. I walked through the curtain that was separating my room from the outdoor balcony. I jumped down off the balcony and landed below. My house was mansion-like. It also seemed to be part of a vast estate. I noticed a man wearing a suit and a towel draped over his arm. He walked up and said, "What are the orders, my King." I noticed it was Matt W (an old high school classmate). I said, "Well, your orders are to drop that towel and have some fun." He looked at me strangely and I told him that we were lucid.

He looked excited, but said he didn't know what to do. I replied, "Well, we can anything!" I turned around and there was a huge fountain in front of the house. The water appeared to be a few feet deep. I took off my shoes and said, "We could even do this!" I stepped onto the water and walked across the top of the water. With each step my foot would sink a few inches below the water, but then float back up to the top. It felt a bit awkward walking across, but it never felt like I would lose my balance. I walked back and forth across it several times. Matt took off his shoes, stood on the side of the fountain, and then stepped out onto the water. His foot sunk, he fell forward, and face planted into the fountain. It really cracked me up for some reason. I thought I would laugh so hard that I would wake myself up. As soon as I had this thought, the dream became unstable. I quickly saved it by looking down at my feet, which were bobbing on top of the fountain water. I raised my head back up and everything was stable once again.

I hopped out of the fountain and saw that Matt had climbed out of the fountain as well. He was now standing beside a brick wall. He asked, "Could we do backflips?" I then leapt into the air and performed a triple backflip, landed on my feet and said, "Of course!" He managed to pull off several successful backflips. I decided to take it one step further. I took off running at the brick wall and stepped up onto it. I ran about 6 or 7 steps up the wall and then kicked off. I then performed too many backflips to count as I fell back toward the ground. I stuck the landing and Matt seemed impressed. He then attempted this same maneuver. He took off running and stepped up on the wall. His foot crashed through the brick wall and his leg became stuck in the wall. Laughing, I walked over and pulled him out of the wall. I then walked up slowly to the wall and attempted the inception wall walk. I slowly stepped my foot onto the wall and began slowly waking up it. It felt really cool. I jumped off and performed another backflip or two.

We then walked around the side of the house and there were rows of metal shelves on either side of us. They looked like large warehouse shelves that stood like 30 feet high. The shelves were packed full with bags of dog and cat food. I took off running and started an epic matrix-style wall run. I was running along the bags of pet food and ran sideways almost all the way to the top of the shelves. I jumped down once I came to the end of the row and looked back at Matt and shouted, "Try it!" he took off running along the side and seemed to be doing good, but I noticed the shelf shaking a bit. A large bag of dog food fell off the top and knocked Matt off his wall run. Suddenly bags began falling all around him. They piled up around him up to his waste and he was trapped. Suddenly a small compact bag fell off the top and hit him on top of the head. it knocked him out cold. I was laughing once again. This time, the dream faded and I couldn't hang on to it.

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What will I do? These are the dreams that fit into no particular category. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was at "my office," which was basically two cubicles set in one of the product islands at a discounter store like a Kmart or a Wal-Mart. I sat in the left cubicle. My co-worker S sat in the right cubicle. There was an aisle for a walkway between us.

I had been doing some kind of work, but now I stood up from my cubicle and walked into the main part of the store. I had probably been thinking about my bad handwriting.

I looked in the distance. Hanging on the wall or hanging from the ceiling were two signs, as big as the signs that might usually advertise products, like in a Target. The signs may just have materialized as I watched them. They mimicked my handwriting, making two whole pages out of little scrawls. The two pages seemed to be slightly curled and almost touching each other back-to-back.

I thought that described my handwriting really well. I was now walking back toward the cubicles. I walked past some sort of exchange counter, which was just a smallish, fake wood counter which may possibly have stood before a dressing room. A kind of big-framed, kind of muscly woman with very short hair stood before the counter. She wore a white tank top and blue jeans.

The woman was trying to exchange something that looked like a classical statue of a chest and head of a man. The sculpture was in some kind of grey, slatey material. The back of the sculpture was completely flat. It hadn't had any features carved into it, but there were all kinds of apparently accidental scratches made in it.

As I headed back to my desk, my co-worker CB, a peer to my boss, walked up behind me. He had completely shaved his head, and he looked a little more tan than before. He wore a green shirt with white woven in, so that it looked like it was inside-out, and some blue jeans.

I was afraid that CB hated me. I also knew that my boss wasn't around, so I figured CB would try to make trouble. So I tried to hurry and sit down at my desk. But, for some reason, CB kissed me on the head. He said something nice to me. He may have asked me to help him with some issue he was having with a project. I was relieved that he didn't hate me.

(Although in waking life I don't think I'd appreciate it if he kissed me on the head.)

Dream #2

I was in a dark hallway that was made of big, stone blocks. The hallway was tall, somewhat wide, and almost completely dark. I was apparently taking a break from studying.

Just for fun, apparently, I decided to bounce upwards off the walls. I bounced from wall to wall, bringing myself higher and higher. I was finally almost to the ceiling. At this point my body was horizontal, as if I were floating and laying on my left side.

I thought I should probably get back to studying. But I figured that what I was doing now was also educational, as well as fun. So why not keep doing it? I decided that since I was basically floating, I might as well fly through the hallway.

I flew through the hallway and into some dark room that was kind of like some classical study in a mansion and a messy, suburban living room. My mom may have been sleeping on the couch.

There was a sliding glass door at the back of the room. It had a thin, light brown curtain on it. As I flew toward the door, I thought, I can only fly in my dreams. I thought, Well, I don't think I'm dreaming, even though I'm flying. But I thought, Well, if I'm dreaming, I should be able to go straight through the closed glass door. I should try.

So I flew at the door. I may have felt myself pushing through the curtain and the glass. I may have thought, Well, I guess I am dreaming.

We moved into a large house with a pool, I guess you could call it a mansion. A housewarming party was planned for that evening. We were rushing around cleaning the house up, especially the pool area. There was a special painting that had to be put together and hung. My cousin did that.
After that there was some sort of Bear chase in the trails behind the pool.