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I'm at a psychiatric hospital and I am to be examined. I'm scared and recognize the scene of the dream. I'm anxious because I know something bad is going to happen. There is a nurse coming and she says I'm supposed to go to another room. I walk into the room and there is a school class room there. I go and sit on a chair on the edge of a row. Some people are teasing me there so I move one row back. I hear the people in front of me talking about how they got money to just sit there. I say so in a paniced voice to the person next to me. He is shocked. The teacher pulls out a gun and starts to shoot at me but misses. I run to the exit and find a revolver and starts to shoot at the teacher but I miss. I only have two ammunition left and hide behind a corner. I reveal myself and try to shoot the teacher in the head and I'm sure that I will hit him if I pull the trigger. I shoot but nothing happens. After I while I'm just screaming as loud as I can and crawling out the door.

I'm by a town and I'm supposed to be Spiderman. I try to use my Spiderman powers to swing myself but it's hopeless. The web I shoot from my wrist is all sloppy and won't attach to the things I shoot it at. I succeed to climb up to a building and I'm hiding from something.

I'm in a car with my mother who drives. We are going to the church. I walk in and go to the left most part of the church because I'm looking for someone. No one is there. I walk to the right most part of the church and on my way I meet up with some missionaries by the kitchen. There is a good looking missionary who says he is going to see the whole world and his charismatics is the thing that is going to help him do so. I walk to the next room and see Diego by the piano. We are supposed to do something together.

A girl has dumped me and I know it's because I was not cool enough for her. I'm by a room and know she is somehow watching me. I change shirt just to show her that I'm actually fit and I act in a cool way. My mother and sister are also there.

I'm sleeping in my brother's bed. I'm trying to sleep but I don't succeed because it's way to early. I try to sleep because it's so boring. I'm irritable because I can't sleep.

I'm talking with someone about a distant memory we had together and I'm transformed into the memory. I see two small children sitting by a long table, eating soup, in a pretty dark room. One of the children walks to three dark men who are looking malnourished. The child is greeting them happily and that cheers them up. I'm scared of the three men because I thought they would harm the children but I think it's beautiful how the child managed to make the malnourished men happy. The second child also joins the three men and the first child. They are laughing together and having a good time.

Notes: When I woke up I didn't remember any dreams. After thinking a while I remembered all these! I don't think I have ever remembered six dreams in one night. I dreamt the dream about being dumped because I saw a movie about a man who were not cool and got dumped because of that and later on becoming cool so the girl wanted him back.

Wowee! I remembered 8 different dream scenes last night, which is insane for me! I woke up twice throughout the night and had 4 scenes each time.

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Sleep time: 9:00 PM Awake times: 2:00 AM, 4:30-5:00AM
REM Period 1:
-I was playing a game with a German woman and two other people called 'Extreme Parkour" or something similar, where we were jumping around a Mayan ruin bouncing between the walls and breaking off some things,generally having whale of a time.
-I was at Disneyland riding around one of those little trams that they have there, and there was a man there who got off and played this shooting game, where he shot small bullets into a leather saddle like thing. Afterwards he complained saying "how big are these bullets?" which the woman replied "7mm" and he went crazy, yelling "WHAT! Those aren't bullets, these are bullets!" and pulled out giant bullets the size of his hands. (My own Crocodile Dundee moment ). After that the tram sorta morphed into a bus a bit and there were some rather racist acts going on against african americans, can't quite remember how that turned out.
-I was in a persons house and they had 3 children, their natural son, and adopted Chinese boy and a boy who appeared to have a mental condition/disability. Very little detail in this one.
-I was at my Dad's house and when I walked out of my room I could hear (I think my little brother) playing a song from Agalloch's The Mantle (Great ablum by the way ) on the keyboard. I was amazaed and asked my Dad what was going on. He said he'd found the cd on a bench and taught my brother to play it. I asked my dad whether he liked it or not but before he could answer the dream dissolved.

REM Period 2:
-I was in a post apocalyptic sort of Hollywood, where Soviet Russia were trying to invade. There were tanks and debris everywhere and me and several other people were playing some sort of wargame there. I remember the landscape was really vivid and well constructed, it looked a little bit like a desert from Mars crossed with a abandoned city.
-I was having a swimming race with 2 members of the Yogscast (I don't even) in a crazy long aircraft hanger style place decorated like the bottom of the ocean and I ended up beating them.
-I was having a weird sort of Chinese exam were the room was split into different sections for the different parts and there were random substitute teachers coming in to take it. I was rather stressed as I thought I wasn't ready and I couldn't bring my dictionary and didn't know how it worked and yada yada. I can't remember too well how it went too well, but I think I did alright hehe.
-I was playing a sort of extreme minigolf with about 20 other people at least and it was fairly competitive, with the rules being super tight. The competition had to go on until tomorrow but I didn't get the message and continued playing a little bit anyway. Some people realised and I had to try and set all my stuff back up so it was like it was before, which was a bit hectic.

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Theres my record number of dreams recalled, hopefully this is a good sign of things to come. Unfortunately no lucids but tomorrow's the day!

It started as a non-lucid dream which included my freaky dream sign, getting in trouble, but in an expanded edition including the fear of responsibility. Because they were dreams in a row, I can't properly recall all the really cool details or how all happened, but I have reconstructed a suffecient part of what happened.


At first, I find myself being father of a child in this age (15) engaged to another 15 year old skunk which I have got pregnant, without remembering any details. My parents and family were there aswell, and everybody was cool, just accepting this, without any grin at all, but I was starting to get depressed thinking how could I ever do this thing, and even was planning to kill the little fuck, who was just born, just to get rid of the responsibillity and keep on with my life. I was thinking all of those things and was frustrated, shocked that this has happened, because I am not that kind of person, I was slowly getting lucid.

Suddenly, I decide to perform a reality check, I do the noseplug and bam, I'm lucid. Thank god! It was all a dream! And now it's a lucid dream! So I roam around my house slapping my imaginary DC "wife" till she bleeds yelling "that's right bitch! It's aaaaall a dream! Where's the little bastard I wanna kill it!" And she didn't tell me because she was protecting it. It was my expectation. I didn't want to keep on wasting my dream, so I thought I'd stab her to the heart, but I couldn't do that to an innocent person, even a DC. So I jumped outside the window.

I tried to fly on fall, but no luck, I just landed slowly on the ground like a chicken. I decided I'd fly, no matter how, I have to. So I raised my right hand like superman and tried to accelerate myself to the front while roaming in the street. It worked while I was in the ground, I was super speedy, so I decided to lift up like an aircraft and that's what I did. I flew effortlessly up on to buildings and jumped from one another for fun! I even kinda climbed a transmission tower and jumped! Then I return to a close-to-ground attitude and flew around the city on places my brain was creating at the moment, and not anything existent. Then I saw a guy with a bicycle on an empty road and I started picking on him because I was flying and he had a bicycle! So funny...

After all these, I can't remember what really happened, I just remember that I woke up. I was on my bed thinking "wow, really cool DILD! I did some stuff on this one!" and I performed my regular noseplug reality check I do when I wake up. I was in a dream! It was a false awakening! I couldn't believe it! I was thinking "how can I be still sleeping?" It was crazy! Then I exited the house using my favourite route, the window! But I found myself in a totally different street, with many cars passing near me, so I went in front of them and started dancing! Some yelled at me and others slowed down, so I punched every car that passed near me. I broke some glasses with the punches, but they kept going.

Then I found some cops on the way hanging around with some traffic control cops. I thought I would take the gun from one of them and start shooting, but I didn't. I didn't care that much, but I tried to project a gun through my pocket, but no luck. I was too excited to think about doing stuff! But I had a talk with them DC cops! After that I can't remember anything else than waking up and finding myself on the sofa watching TV. My father was there aswell. For no reason I can remember than just questioning reality, I reality checked with noseplug.

I was still asleep! I couldn't believe it! Third dream in a row? Thats crazy! But I thought I wouldn't be able to remember all of the dreams I saw before, so I started dream recalling inside my dream. Meanwhile I was playing around and tried to switch on a light, It didn't work! But a totally different light switched on, so I went to switch that light's switch, hoping that the other light lights up! Nothing, but then I tried to switch it on with magic! Wooohooo! My hands started vomiting smoke and sparkles, like they were a tesla coil or something, and finally, it switched on. Then, I woke up.

This time it was real, I tried to deild, but no luck. I reality checked many many times, but it's reality. I'm still unsure! These dreams were long, really long, 10-15 mins each and really vivid, I just miss too many details because I was jumping from one dream to another. I'm sure I did a lot of other things I can't remember, but those ring a bell. But I felt like a god! I finally figured out that my hypothesis is confirmed, It is INTERNAL FRUSTRATION that wastes dreams. Nothing else, it doesn't matter if you are excited or furious, just don't do any bad thoughts about the dream, like how it's gonna end, if it's gonna last long. Avoid these and you're half way to perfection!