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I'm sitting in mrs.hadaways class and she's teaching about dyslexia. Let me remind you she's originally a business teacher.
I remember her saying something along the lines of: dyslexia is a dangerous disease. it consumes everything you eat.
I raise my hand and she calls me: Isn't it weird that a micro-organism can affect our body with great precentage? I recall myself saying. And she just looks at me dumbfoundedly and I look around the class and it's silent. Then she says, "Uhm. Yes."
I begin to walk out of the class. Then all goes black and at first i think i'm blind/ someone turns them back on and my vision becomes blurry. I fall to the floor in mid-panic until someone comes and gives me their glasses. I look up and see a girl in my view. Her name is Sarah. She takes my hand and lifts me and we start to walk out of the school.
We're in a room, on a bed. She's lying on top of my with her head on my chest and her arms resting under my back, as though hugging me.
She starts to kiss on me from my head to my legs. She then pulls off my pants and starts to give me a blow-job.
After sucking for some time she stops for an unexpected reason-- the tip of my penis comes off. I blink and swallow the spit lodge in my throat. Then I croak: did the tip of my penis just come off? She says Yes. "Well put it back on", I say
And she does.
She climbs over me and says: I'm going to bed
I reach over to give her a kiss goodnight, BUT she only pushes out her foot and tells me to go away.
Sarah leaves from my dream.

Soon comes another girl. She's naked, trying to take a picture of herself in this irregular pose. She is on her knees with one hand holding her up with her ass high up in the air with her loose hand trying to capture an image. I remember thinking to myself that her ass looked like the ears of a stuffed teddy bear, then I snicker and ask: what are you doing?
I don't recall her answering. Then I say something else, like: "I bet you get all the guys."
She has really long hair and caramel skin. She's lying on her back now with her legs half-way apart. She's gorgeous.
"why dont you have a boyfriend?"
She says curtly: "I do. In New York."
I remember one time she and I made-out but she wouldn't fuck me. It all makes sense. Long-distance relationships get lonesome time to time. I don't blame her.
" Oh" Is all I can think to say.
And that's all I can think to remember.

I was in this grocery store helping my parents shop. There was this beautiful woman there I kept glancing at, hoping she would notice me. It turns out I needed to head back her way to grab some cases of coke. I got the cases and as I headed back to the checkout, I glanced back over my shoulder again at the woman, and she was looking back at me this time as well.

Now the dream changes, the grocery store turns into a library with some different DCs. I'm just walking around a bit, looking at the book titles I walk past and heading over to the table area to have a seat. There are some DCs at the tables, reading books. There was a row of chairs out of place, like someone moved them to block off several isles of books. The chair row went down, and turned to the left to make a dead end. These were all the typical heavy wooden chairs a library usually has. I move 2 chairs at the end of the row to the table I was next to so I could sit down. This librarian woman sees me doing this and comes over to me. She starts giving me an attitude which I didn't like, and asks me "where are you from?" I'm thinking why do I have to tell her where I'm from? What kind of question is that? Although I did tell her what city I live in, I wasn't about to just stand there and be grilled by her. I woke up. Take that, I just ended the dream and your existance!

It didn't take long to fall to sleep again, this time I had a short dream about mowing grass. After I mowed, the neighbor next to me mowed his grass too. Over near the border to our yards, there was some tough grass on my side that didn't get cut even. I guess I still had the mower with me, because I used it on the grass until it came out all nice and even. The only thing was I had to keep changing the angle of approach to get it to cut right. When I was done I lifted the mower up off the ground while it was still running even though doing so was dangerous. The blades were spinning fast, but I just set it back down and shut it off. There was some soft ground next to me that the riding lawnmower tore up into mud and left wheel tracks in. Somehow I remember doing that earlier when cutting the grass, so I must have been using both a riding lawn mower as well as the push mower.

caution sexual dream following
The next dream goes back to the library setting again, this time without the annoying lady. There are some DCs there, and one guy has built a robot. The robot actually looks like an old style cylon from battlestar galactia. This robot is running around the place, acting crazy. Somehow it finds C3PO, rips off his head, and places C3PO's head on top of its own cylon head. So now this robot is running around "pretending" to be C3PO, but he just looks stupid to me. The next thing I know is that the guy who built him has now modified his robot so it could have sex. In other words this is now a "male" robot. The robot seems to want me to find a mate for it, that is when I notice this naked woman setting at one of the library tables. Getting her attention, I'm about to hook her up with this robot, and as I'm talking to her, it seems as though her skin changes to metal, looking bronze. It is at this point I start thinking, what the heck am I doing? I'm not giving her to this crazy robot, I want her for myself. She turns back to a normal woman once I start touching and holding her. The crazy robot runs off. So I'm lucid now and touching her tummy, running my hand all the way down, and then back up to her breasts a few times. Then I start caressing her breasts and sucking on them. She was so nice and seemed to be enjoying it. As I was sucking on her nipple, it started to get longer in my mouth and went down my throat. Although I wasn't choking, I could feel it there as if it were trying to give me a little choking sensation. Although it was unusual, it somehow was arousing to me and I kept doing it. It didn't hinder me from breathing. When I started pulling away from her to get her nipple out of my throat, it came out slowly, being constricted, then broke off after only a few inches. At least I think that is what happened, but her nipple looked like it was ok to me, although overly large at this point. She seemed pleased, smiling at me. This is where I woke up.

In a previous dream, I was with my sister and we were looking for something. We were outside walking around and at one point she is hugging me, I'm hugging her back of course. Somehow I become sexually attracted to my sister here, but I want to stay in denial about it and resist that sexual attraction throughout the rest of the dream. We came across a old house that is half fallen apart from weathering. The roof is mostly gone and a good portion of the one upstairs wall also. This is where I start to go a little lucid and have some fun. I peel back the walls of the house with telekenisis as if they were layers of an onion, until only the stairs leading to the basement remain. Doing this seems to shorten our search, I just can't remember what we are looking for. It must have been something good though, as if it were gold or something I feel. I know I head down into the basement with my sister still searching and someone else shows up to help, but then my dream transitions to the next one.


The next dream still has the same thing, though this time it is my female cousin who is actually flirting with me. This time I just go along with it and I'm flirting back with her. It seems she gets out of some of her clothes and as we are walking around outside I'm play teasing her with her black panties. I keep following her and she has headed into this tent. She is lying down inside the tent and I start play teasing with her black panties again and looking at her good stuff.

From there I just remember walking up some steps in a park with plenty of DCs around. There is a girl there handing out stuff, but everyone is ignoring her for some reason. As I near her, out of curiousity I stop and she hands me some stuff. I take it not wanting to be rude. I'm still following the flow of the crowd up into this building in the park, and as I go I notice that among the stuff she gave me is a joint of pot. I'm a little concerned I'm carrying this thing, so I start looking for a place to ditch it. I'm in the building now, decending a spiral staircase that hugs the outer wall. When I think no one is looking, I chuck the joint over the railing and let it fall wherever. About halfway down I start noticing it is smoky in here, and when I get to the bottom I see a bunch of people smoking pot all over the place. Guess I really didn't have to worry about the one I was carrying. I was down there, amused by the goings on for a few minutes, but then I had enough of it and left. I headed back up to the main floor. It turns out that some DCs actually live in this odd shaped building and it is their home. They were telling me that they own this and land in the park, even though it is a public park as well. Something like grandfather rights or something. Seems unusual, but I try not to think about it too much. As I was leaving I cross this neat little outdoor garden area kept in a greko-roman style, complete with statues and a little walkway. After I went through this area I woke up.

I was attempting to WILD this morning after a nights sleep. I kept getting short dreams or interesting hallucinations I wrote down.

Some audios: "why aren't we hitting Edward Mann up?"
"religion was foiled in supplication for fake vigilance."
"went to Aztec, California. I was planning on buying a kilophone."
"atomic resonance of silver is the distance squared."
"Brokinski epitome of the human condition."

A short dream poem that I saw on a plaque and heard myself reading it out loud:
forgive me when I'm hurt,
for I am crying in the dirt.
soothe me when I'm at home,
for I am sad and so alone.

Fragment: A helicopter was flying nearby and I seen a naked woman either fall out or perhaps pushed out. She tried to flap her arms as if she was trying to fly, but that didn't help. She was flailing her arms so fast it looked like she had six arms. Once she gained six arms, she suddenly had six breasts as well to match. She fell into some trees which helped break her fall, but then I lost sight of her. As she was falling from the helicopter I heard a narrative "Ryan Seacrest went crazy about it because she never returned his call."

Fragment: Americans made a mad rush on stores because there was a crisis in Europe. Kids (teens) were attacking other kids, throwing bricks through cars, and setting other kids on fire.

I also had a short dream how the shadow people could come through walls as an invisible black mist then appear to solidify into a denser black mist/shadow. Then they could re-form themselves into the figure of a person's shadow, a black being.

Another dream: I was lucidly masturbating in my dream, it became so long and hard I didn't even have to bend down to suck it. I seemed to be in my car at the time. After that I got out of the car, still half naked and was walking around not caring if my DCs saw me naked or not. I had keys to go into a brick house, it felt like I owned it in the dream, but it looked nothing like my house. Then I went back outside, crossed a double road, 2 lanes going each way, and walked down the far sidewalk still not wearing pants.