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I remembered more details about the first dream when I woke up at 5:30 but couldn't find my journal to write it down :c My second dream is being written days later, as I have been too lazy to write it down.

Watcher falling into the river
I have a conversation with my mom and brother about movies, and my mom tells me about this one movie I need to see, something about a highway and a watcher. So I watch the movie, understand what she is talking about, and some things happen that I don't remember. Next thing I know I am standing on a bridge which is part of a highway. Huge semi trucks, vans, cars, you name it come towards me. I am standing on a bridge with a bunch of vehicles coming near, what am I doing? Trying to get myself killed? I have a handheld transceiver in my hand talking to someone about what vehicles are coming near. They come close to me, and I walk along the road to dodge the trucks, and I do this for a few minutes. I forget why, but I end up jumping or falling off the bridge. I see the water coming closer, and closer, and I know I am about to die. I am about 3/4 of the way down and I get picked up by the wind and drift towards the shore. Now it is going to be painful too. The wind carries me into the air, further down the way, and I just keep floating on the wind..I end up landing on a hill with a bunch of stuff on the ground kind of like drops from a player who died on minecraft. Turns out my brother just died here, respawned and see I took his stuff, he throws a fit, and I start laughing hysterically that I landed right there, safe and sound, where my brother was. I think it is safe to say I was insane at this point, then I thought "I can just /spawn to get out of here!"

Stuck in a flooded school

Okay. This is a weird one. There was a 10-12 story building, which I assume was a school of some sort. 5 or 6 people were present, including myself. We were at the top of the building, and I saw this arena where my older brother and a friend were going to do a friendly wrestle. We went downstairs to the arena. Underneath it was another staircase that led to a refreshments spot. I got hot chocolate, and my older brother got hot milk. Someone else grabbed a soda. Then behind the refreshments was something strange.
My older brother hit some sort of a dispenser and the whole room flooded. Someone opened a door and the water rushed out. Somehow the whole building was flooded. I remember walking out of the building with the floors still wet, and someone was dead. If once was not enough, time for a restart! That's right, the dream reset, but this time with a bit more detail. When the room flooded, turns out I opened a grate that flowed the water through the whole building, except for that room. It didn't take long for tons of people to know what was going on. Someone shut off the water, meaning the water just had to drain for a couple of hours. Various times we checked the water level. At one point I looked out the window and saw that there was hundreds of people around outside, as if there was a special event. I caught a view of two women in the nude and got distracted by that for a few minutes, but then there was a dream skip. All of us that were in the building started going downstairs, and everything seemed fine, but we opened a door on the 3rd floor, and a girl that was with us drowned by tons of water flooding our way. We waited it out on the fourth floor for a while longer and eventually escaped. I remember recounting all that happened to an official, and that it was an accident.

whiterains dream

back with a bang last night. it all started at this apartment complex i have been to many times. it is partly based on a hall at my old uni and is gigantic with a massive indoor hall space filled with poplar trees and swallows flying around. the first thing i remember is walking into a room and just instantly having a deep feeling of knowing that the people there were my people. i think i have met some of them before in dreams but the feeling was just incredible, like i had found the people i had been looking for for ever. even though the talk was of dreams and such, i still wasnt fully lucid until a couple of my real mates showed up.

often when i tell people they are in a dream, it ruins it somehow, or they get scared or simply dissapear. this time i took a different approach and just tried asking them how they got here and where did they think they were etc. all i needed to do at his point was keep the conversation going in order to stabilise the dream. unfortunately all i got were confused looks and responses so i went back outside to explore.

a couploe of old friends were walking a few dogs. this big old dog was off his lead so i grabbed his collar and walked him back to his owner and lead. it wasa girl who used to live down my road as kids. we chatted about dogs and it seemed quite a lucid aware conversation even if i was confused at the time and no longer that lucid. i mentioned the apartments and she instantly knew which ones i meant. called something spanish sounding like vista bueno. when i have been here before the dreams have had a litle bit of an experiment type feel like i am being monitored but there was much less of that this time.

i again realised i was dreaming as i walked home. for some reason i decided to try to bilocate or something. i tried to keep my 'body' walking along while transporting my mind up to above tree level. it didnt really work as i think i was starting to doubt my lucidity. the place i was walking was absolutely identical to reality so this is probably why it was hard to stay lucid. nice to be lucid in a 100% real location though.

11/30/2010
Dream One:
"Punks 'n a Bat"

I was in some sort of older city. It was modern, but just seemed like an old, sea town. The Keys, maybe. MJ was hanging out with the group, and there were a bunch of punks that were going around and starting shit with people. They came up to our group, and one of them started hitting on MJ. She dismissed him by saying something really slick, and he didn't like it. He stepped up to her, as if he was going to hit her, and I stepped between them. The dude just got in my face and glared at me, anxiously rocking side-to-side. He was shorter than me. I could see in his eyes that he wanted nothing more than to fight me...but he was scared. Had I been someone smaller, he would have relished the chance, but he saw the way I was looking back at him; cool and calm. He knew that I knew I could kick his ass. From behind him, his friends moved in closer, silently signaling to him that they had his back. I knew my friends were standing behind me, as well, so I wasn't really too worried about his squad. He ended up trying something on me. We made a brief exchange of movements, and I ended up dumping him over the short, rope fence on the marina, and into the ocean. I don't really remember his friends trying anything at the moment.

Later, I was walking through the streets, by myself. Still, obviously, in this old, red brick town. Cutting down a wide alleyway, I came upon the same kid from earlier. This time, he was alone, as well. He had something in his hand, though...a baseball bat. We were walking straight toward one another, at the time that we noticed each other. Recognizing me, he ran toward me. I wasn't going to run from him, and the best thing I figured I could do was slip into a range a little too close for him to effectively swing the bat. In a somewhat surprising mood, knowing that he was going to swing the bat as soon as I came in range, I slid to the ground, leaning backward to let the bat pass right over my head. I goofed, though, coming to a sliding stop in front of him after having not traveled far enough. He looked down at me and swung the bat down in my direction, from above. I rolled to the side and stood up, rushing in toward him again. He took one more swing, but I was already in too close. Bracing my left arm for an impact, I swung it up in an outward block, taking a shot from the lower half of the bat while I stepped further in. Confident that I was going to be too close for him to do much damage with it, I completely ignored the impact, now face to face with him. I could tell he wasn't expecting me to just step into his attack like that. I caught just a glimpse of it, when grabbing him by the collar, just before dropping him to the ground with an immediate hay-maker.

Once again, I ran into the boy and his entourage, later the same day. They wanted absolutely no problems, and were trying to act all nice.


Dream (Frag) Two:
I had put together an experimental, makeshift ultralight, in front of my house, out in Canterbury. Apparently, this thing was remote controlled. I don't even remember whether or not it had a seat in it. I had a companion in this dream, who was a small, talking, shape-shifting animal 'demon' (I watched The Golden Compass, for the first time, last night), which just kind of scurried around me, the whole time. Not sure whether or not I could have actually ridden this ultra-light, I took it for a test flight, using the remote control and driving it around the grass around the ditch outside my house. The body of this 'plane' was made out of a lawnmower. And since I couldn't yet figure out how to fly the thing, it was going around in circles and actually mowing the grass. Lol. I finally figured out how to get it in the air, and it took a short flight over the ditch, just before rounding a huge tree, quickly descending, and smashing into my friend Jesse's mom's house. However, instead of being Jesse's mom and dad, who lived there, it was Todd's mom, and a different husband than the one she has now. Pretty random.

I'm wandering around a casino parking lot, looking for my car. Two other people are there, one of whom I met at a first aid course a couple weeks ago. The other one might be my friend Miranda. I think I spot my car, but it turns out it belongs to Mel, the first aid girl. It looks remarkably similar to my car until I realize that the plates don't match. My plates are --- ---, I remember with perfect clarity. Also, she parked rather crazily, and apparently I consider myself the better driver. We then find my dad's car close by. Maybe I drove this one? No.

Making out with a girl in a bathroom.

Having a conversation on another forum about whether I can be considered bisexual if I'm pansexual. Um... yes.

Dude, Where's My Car? Scare Factor: 1. Reaction: There goes a dream-sign.