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Me and timmy turner from fairly odd parents are walking on a sidewalk along backyards wooden fences. It is sunset and the sky has shade of pink, orange and purple with dark blue at the end. We go around the corner and there is a small grass field, we decide to walk across it because maybe it will be a short cut. Timmy doesn't talk to me the entire time. He stops at the end of the field and turns and looks behind me with horror on his face. So I turn also and see a huge red and silver robot taller than a two story building just standing there staring straight ahead. Then timmy runs and kicks it in the shin and it completely fall into pieces on the grass. Then timmy finally talks to me and we high five each other because the demise of the robot was so enthralling, then in the middle of our celebration timmy stops and has a weird look on his face, I follow his eyes to where he is glaring and see the robots parts dissolving into nothing on the grass, then me and timmy give each other a confused look and continue walking home silently.

In this dream, a bunch of people got superpowers from this radioactive site. I forgot why I was there... I think I was looking for someone when I went down there. The site was these old, stone, underground ruins. It was massive, with large parts of it collapsed in some places. I remember seeing someone shred around using ice powers when I came in, though I don't remember if that is who I was looking for.

Anyways, I remember later on a girl in our group getting upset with me and she ran off into some unknown part, where a bunch of our enemies were plotting. She gestured for me to be quiet as I got closer, and I hid under a table against a wall and tried to listen in. One of them apparently noticed one of us though, as more of our side arrived. A battle broke out, and I tried waiting for a few seconds since no one noticed me. Our side ran off, not wanting this big fight that would have been costly, and so I try to escape too. These two guys, brothers or maybe even twin brothers stop me though, hitting me with some ability that really disoriented me... I asked them to wait a moment, and I wanted to text goodbye to someone before they killed/captured me, they agreed since everyone on their team was coming towards us. I was really stalling though for the effects to wear off. I yell levitate and jumps up, flying upwards. They all start yelling and start running various ways to try and catch up to me. Some guy in armor on a higher part of the ruins tells me to act like he got me. I comply, letting him grab me and drag me against a table, causing a bunch of stuff to fall. I then thank him and sneak off.

Then later in my dreams I remember going to some well where the radiation was also leaking out and me and some guy were discussing something. Some others come and one of them, a girl around my age stands on top of some metal bars at the top of the well. I think they were simply floating. I tell her I think she should get off and throw something small near her, not actually aiming at her though. She laughs and doesn't listen. All of a sudden a bunch of metal stuff comes from junk nearby and forms a big heap of metal and her and the heap start to fall down the well. I yell "NO!" and put my hands out towards her, telekinectically stopping both her and the heap of metal above her, and slowly rise them both up and fling the metal to the side and put her on the ground gently. She starts crying and I go up and hug and comfort her, glad I saved her in time.

I remember walking around later on and some people recognize me, calling me a hero and etc. I didn't feel comfortable with it though and simply thanked them and signed autographs for those who asked. I get back to my dorm and see some guys wrote on a whiteboard that I was a hero and etc. I just move on and talk to a few guys from my hall, one who feels bad about what almost happened to the girl, while the other said it didn't matter since I saved her and that I was a hero. I simply comfort the guy, telling him not to feel bad. And then the dream ended.

Just woke up from this dream, so here it is... I was outside in like a forest type place with my dad, and I'm not sure what I was doing entirely but I remember that I did cut a pine tree down with sandpaper. lol... My dad said he was looking for metal, and he told me to help him find some. So I started looking around outside, but strangely found nothing. There was garbage, including plastic and maybe some metal on the ground almost everywhere. And there was even kind of a warehouse outside too. It was like half outside, half inside. I went inside a room in there, and saw stacks of thick metal plates, so I brought one to my dad. He said "This isn't metal." And then I looked at it and realized that it was not metal, but rather a porcelain plate (Not an actual dinner plate lol) that when I first picked it up, it shone in a bright silver, which made it look like metal. But when I showed it to my dad, it looked rather orange. Then I remember saying "It looked like metal at first, ok?!" I still wonder what my dad could have been looking for metal for... Odd...

I rate this dream 4/5 awesome dances.

lots of fragments and, apparently, an allegory for the eternal conflict between metal and dubstep/rap/hippetyhop, and all that crap. (I'm accepting of other people's music tastes, but my subconscious, it would seem, isn't.)

***FRAGMENT***

I'm on a rollercoaster, which is initially very tame, and a woman sitting next to me complains that it isn't very exciting. It then speeds up a bit and gets a bit bumpy- hse says that it's a bit better, but not really what she came here for. It then goes extremely fast up a completely vertical incline, before going upside-down, corkscrewing, and generally being the most intense rollercoaster ever. The woman screams and shouts that she didn't want THAT much excitement.

***END***


***FRAGMENT***

I'm riding in a train, and it suddenly stops. Looking out, I can see that there is a fallen tree on the track ahead of us. I get out to help the driver move it, but it's extremely light, and the driver just throws it aside.

***END***


*****MAIN DREAM*****

I'm in a classroom with about 9 or 10 other people. The teacher is playing metal while he teaches- I recognised the band as epica, but recognised none of the songs. A different teacher walks in, complains, and forces us to listen to dubstep and rap. Our teacher shouts for a bit, and punches the dubstep teacher.
He then gets taken to court, and the class is there as his defence. Things get a bit heated, and the judge tells our teacher to watch his language, but rules that all charges should be dropped because the metal teacher was defending real music from the tyranny of rap.

We're then back in the classroom, but the metal teacher isn't there. The dubstep teacher walks in and goes crazy, screaming about "bloodstained t-shirts". He claws at people, and starts trying to rip a girl's blazer off, before the rest of the class, including myself, drag him off, beat him senseless, and bundled him out of the window, where he promptly disappeared. Our teacher then enters, telling us to enjoy our holidays, stay safe, and be wary, for the enemies of metal are everywhere.

*****END*****

Now, I know for a fact that there's a lot more to this dream- and I think the train fragment and the main dream are part of the same dream- but I can't remember anything else clearly enough to mention. I know that some of us stayed on after the class, as there was some extra-curricular project to do over the holiday, and we went out somewhere. There was an email involved at some point. Unfortunately that's all I have, but there was definitely quite a long story being played out.

Also, it's odd that for two nights running my dreams have included something school-related, given that I finished school almost 4 years ago. The first night only included some people I knew from highschool, and this dream included a school as a central theme, but no-one I recognised. Co-incidence or dreamsign?

I am playing the guitar. I play progressive metalcore/djent sounding stuff. At one point 3 strings go missing. I still continue to rock.

Dream One Non-Lucid

I was riding a bike with an African-American I had never saw before. We had no place to go; we were just riding for fun. He seemed to be instructing me on how to ride though. I would mimic his every move. He would jump over the cracks in the sidewalk, and I would too. He would petal faster, I would as well. I can't remember where we stopped at, but I remember turning around at one point. We headed back to his house. We eventually got there. The house was surrounded by a metal fence, so we propped out bikes on it. The house was 3 stories tall, and it was all metal. It was rusted a little bit, so it looked like a terrible house from the outside, but on the inside, it was awesome. It had wooden floors and wooden walls (Yeah, I said wooden not metal). It also had wooden stairs with a rail on the side to help you get up. We headed into the second story; he wanted to show me something. When we go there, I saw a car with tarp over it. The African-American man pulled the tarp off, and revealed a shiny red 1966 Ford Mustang. Even though he didn't say it, I could tell that he build it himself. We sat there for a little bit, admiring his work. I did leave and go to the third story, leaving him to his car. On the third story, I had a camera in my hand and I was doing a vlog of some sorts. I was looking through the output on the camera, telling information about the house. I was passing over a part of the wall, when I saw a spider. At first, I glanced over it, and laughed while saying "Wow, look at that spider,"
But when I was heading back down stairs, I saw the same spider and it looked freakishly large. I would say it was the size of my face. I would put my hand out in front of it, and it would try to reach to it while on it's web, but it failed. I then headed back stairs and had a false awakening. I was in my room, with my headphones on, listening to a live DJ. I felt something squishy under my leg, and stood up to see it. It was a spider. I freaked out (I am largely arachnophobic). I didn't want to touch it to get it off of my bed, so I just stood there with my headphones still on. "Look, I am sorry if you don't like-" I can't remember what the DJ said the song was, "but I love it and so I am going to play it,"

I then woke up.

I'm at Charles Xavier´s mansion. I´m an X-Men.
I'm Wolverine.

The mansion is white with brown doors. It has tall columns, white as well.

In a room is Gambit and Storm . In another room is a younger Storm.
She wants to be the successor of the older one.
The older Storm, doesn´t think the new one is good enough to succeed her.

I decide to test the new one and we both go to the Danger Room to train.

She flies a bit and then lands in front of me.

She raises her hands and I see, from the the tips of her fingers, yellow rays coming out in cascade.
I think that the visual effect is very poorly done.
We struggled a little, and I think she's got enough technique.
The wooden door separating the room of Gambit and the Danger Room is closed, and suddenly it is covered with a metal door that closes and locks us into the Danger Room.
I look at the window and i think:
"I'm Wolverine,i have mutant healing factor, so I do not think it will cost nothing if i throw myself through the window.
I think the pieces of glass will not hurt me at all."
I run towards the window and run through it. I Land on the other side, the porch, without any pain.

I woke up on a metal stretcher, immobilized from the diaphragm down. My right shoulder and my right arm are also immobilized.
I try to get up but these two body areas are too dense and heavy, I can not get up.
My diaphragm and my right arm have both a grotesque appearance.
The fingers of my right hand take the form of three claws made ​​of flesh.
My diaphragm is a coarse set of muscles.
I'm not panicking, but I think this is all very strange.

I'm in kind of a playground. I'm playing a game with two more people. I can´t see the how they look.
I have long hair, I´m about 16 years old.
We are playing with a circular orange disk. This disk has four metal blades.
We fired this object between us and the object behaves like a Frisbee.
I was kneeling behind a washing tank, the tank was made of cement.
I throw the disk to another player and knelt behind the cement tank.
The disk came back and hit me,getting stuck in the middle of my neck. The metal blades were left out of the neck, the orange disc has the diameter of my neck.
When this happened, I looked at the top of a nearby meadow and saw a pig, in a standing position, like a human, he was dressed in typical English farmer clothes. He had a brown stick, and looked at me, turning his head suddenly. He had a menacing air.

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Comment: Part of the dateless dreams series

He is after me and after a woman (i could see who she was).

Doctor Doom was also there, without the cape, only with the armor.


The internal walls of this scenario were like the walls of a church i know.

To escape from the Anvil monster i started to climb those walls. As i was climbing higher and higher, the anvil monster began to break the wall, in order for me to fall.

I ripped off a metal beam that was sustaining half of the wall and i threw the metal beam it onto the robot...he tried to grab the beam, but it was too heavy and the robot fell below the beam.

After some fighting, me and the woman managed to escape by eluding the robot into going in a different direction than us.

We open a huge door made of wood, and with ornamental spears. The doors had locks everywhere.
Doctor Doom was after us...the anvil robot came back, but this time it was after doctor doom, and he had to run from the robot, using a secret passage inside the church.

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Comments: This dream is part of an amount of dateless dreams between my 18 and my 22 years old

We were at this big party, and Emma Watson was there. It wasn't like a huge Hollywood party, it was more like a large family reunion, so people weren't lining up to get her autographs but rather going up and talking to her ever so often, and she always had people asking her questions and talking to her. Anyways, it was outside, and it kind of looked like it was by the baseball fields at Marrymore Park underneath some trees. But there was a giant swampy river running next to us. At one point, Emma and I were looking at something on a computer together at the same time, and talking about it. My mom and my stepdad and some of my stepdad's relatives were sitting around us, and my mom said something really stupid and embarrassing and Emma obviously heard it. I responded "No, Mom…" and then mumbled "Jesus Christ…" which offended my stepdad, and he said something to me, but I don't remember what it was. Emma chuckled and got distracted by something and stood up and walked away towards some other people. I wanted to say something like, "Don't go" or "come back" but I didn't want her to think I was too excited that she was there.

At one point, everyone at the party was listening to this very gothic, symphonic metal band, which had something like 3 female voices singing the verses at the same time (which now that I think about it, is an interesting idea…). The certain song they were listening to seemed like a normal gothic-ish, symphonic metal song with normal gothic lyrics, except all of a sudden, the lyrics mentioned the exact name of my band (which is a pretty unusual name) and people immediately turned to me and said "Ooh they dissed your band" or something along those lines. Emma had heard all the commotion about this, and I saw her smile and let out a little polite chuckle. I asked some guy to turn the song back to the part where they sang the name of my band, and listened to it again. I heard my band's name again but I could make out what context they were putting it in. I was very annoyed and so I posted got my phone and posted a link to my band's Facebook or soundcloud or something, so people could actually hear us and see how much better we are than this stupid band who mentioned us. 3 people commented on it, and out of those 3 comments, Emma Watson had left a comment that said something like "2 years studio? " which I perceived to mean that she wanted to take guitar lessons from me for 2 years/wanted me to record the guitar on her next 2 CD's in the studio for 2 years/was going to pay for me to record my CD in a professional studio for the next 2 years. I think I might have looked up and seen her across the room smiling at me or something, or maybe that is just what I had imagined when I saw the smiley face in her comment.

I don't remember how this next part happened, because I can't remember how we got into the situation but; at one point, I was down in this giant cellar or something and I had to get out. All of a sudden I saw this brown cup, filled with some water, which was tilted at a 45 degree angle. I heard this voice saying "Go into the cup" or "remember the cup" or something, so I put my face into the cup. The next thing I know, I'm in a room with Emma Watson kneeling down holding the brown cup and I'm standing next to her. The room was designed like the very back of a cargo plane, where they place stuff to drop out of the plane when flying. We kind of just looked at each other for a second, and then I woke up. I think.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in the bedroom from my childhood, looking through things in my closet. The room had light tan carpet, a basic upright wooden dresser, and a bunkbed which consisted of red for the bottom half and blue for the upper. Or vice versa, I can't remember. The lighting was normal, almost a bit brighter than it I'd have expected it to be. My closet was the length of the room (with the exception of a spot for the door) and a few feet deep - the room itself was about 11 by 11 feet - and it had two sliding wooden doors.

There was a blue box in the deeper, left-hand side of the closet. Other than that, the closet was empty. The blue box was large, large enough that you could pick up and curl your arms around. Inside, there was a box of facial tissue, some unrecognizable toys, and then I pulled out a large Iron Man figure. It was probably about twenty inches tall and looked very realistic, and the toy itself was made of metal pieces instead of plastic. I knew that it was remote-controlled, but I didn't know where the controller was.

I put it to the side and proceeded to keep digging. After a few moments I found another, slightly smaller toy; this time it was of the Iron Man "suitcase" armor from Iron Man 2. This toy wasn't remote-controlled. There were many small pieces on it, and unfortunately some had fallen off, namely a shoulder, a panel of grey metal on the front, and the headpiece. I snapped them back on easily, and left the room with the toy, intending to show it to my sister. There was no door, but simply an entranceway to the left of the open closet. I ended up exiting into the house that I am currently living in, and walked right into the living room without going through a hallway. I forgot about showing the toy to my sister, and I don't think I was even holding it anymore.

The living room was square-shaped, about 20 by 20 feet, with hardwood floors, a flatscreen television lying on an obliquely-placed entertainment center in the corner of the room, and windows that went along nearly the entire wall. It was dark outside, but I could see that there was quite a bit of snow on the ground, probably ten inches or so, all shoveled into normal-looking piles on the sides of the roads and driveway.

My friends and I are at some sort of gathering... a concert maybe? A festival? Not sure. My friends and I are walking somewhere (not sure where) when we realize we're getting a "delivery" of new friends, so we go to pick them up. They are a group of emo looking boys from Norway. I can tell that some of them are metal fans from their teeshirts and such. The leader of the group stays close to me. He's very quiet, with intense tortured eyes. I get the feeling that all of these boys are from very cold families, devoid of love.

We begin wandering together, all as a group, to where we plan to sleep. The leader of the new boys staying close to me, saying nothing. He pulls out of his pocket a very large sized condom, like perhaps a novelty. He carefully unwraps and unrolls the thing and then tosses it at me, laughing.

This is probably the most surreal dream I've had so far... It would have been a great dream to go lucid in, but I'm still hilariously inexperienced.

I was taking a shower in a rather dark room, one that wasn't the shower in my house. It was a very modern looking shower, with lots of brushed chrome, and it was very clean. There were two doorways on the same wall, one next to either side, in the middle were some guitar amps.

There were amps because there was some live Metallica music playing. I looked out from behind the shower curtain and there was Ozzy Osbourne and Kirk Hammet were playing some of the solos from Metallica songs. I know Ozzy Osbourne doesn't play the guitar, but that didn't seem important at the time. I got out and started walking around them, just observing them fingering the notes on an air guitar. I've never observed someone playing an instrument in a dream before, so it's pretty interesting to note that they were playing pretty accurately.

I got back in the shower for a little while longer, and I got out to watch them again. I was focusing on Ozzy for a bit when he motioned towards Kirk, indicating that I should watch him instead.

This is where the dream ends. Pretty surreal, but pretty cool too. First instance of someone playing an instrument in a dream that I can remember, and first famous people I've seen too.

( a few nights ago)

MoSh and I are metal monsters with lots of teeth. We are battling each other, training, on Teraluna.

We smash our bodies into each other.

[I]We are brothers
We are Others
We walk the walls of madness
we know love, and we know sadness

we wander through ancient lands
reclaim the weapons of our ancient hands
[/I]

"Now forth to battle!" Mosh-dragon says.

We fly to war. Our enemies have all kinds of technology, but we are made of pure steel. Fuck them.

We are in a huge battle. One side is planes, tanks, helicopters. The other is creatures of myth and legend.

I multiply myself, and roar, "WE ARE NOTHING!"

Black holes appear in my chests, and my allies toss our enemies into my chest portals.

I go back into one.

We cheer. I pass out on the battlefield.

Mosh: WTF

Me: I'm tired.