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Dream 1:

I was moving things in my yard around. I suddenly felt a sting and looked and saw that I had been bitten my a black widow. At first I felt quite alarmed, but then I calmed myself down and went to grab my homemade healing salve and "poison kit" I always carry in my backpack when I hike in rattlesnake country. I knew I would be okay. And I was actually a little excited to give this a try since I had worked so hard to put the kit together.

12/27/2011
Fragment One
There was a huge war going on between the Autobots and Decepticons. I was Optimus Prime, and just going around and completely destroying all of the Decepticons in my path; ripping them apart with my blades and cannons. At one point, I was having an argument with one of the other Autobots about whether we should drive into battle, in our vehicle forms, or just run in on our robot legs.

Dream Two:
"Beachside"

A had a white horse, which I was riding up and down Daytona Beach. After a while, I had gone into one of the larger hotels and was riding the horse all through the building, while people tried to dodge out of our path. At one point, I remember dismounting the horse and was petting it, then it dropped down onto its back and 'offered' its stomach to me, like a dog waiting to have his belly rubbed, which I did.

Later, back out on the beach, I was 'bodysurfing' on some of the waves. I remember catching one that seemed endless, and pushed me back toward the shore, for what seemed like a half mile. I achieved a very low level of lucidity around here, and I began to wonder if being out in the ocean was going to make my subconscious manifest any nightmare creatures. I kept bodysurfing, but was getting increasingly worried about that, so I ended up making my way back to dry land. While walking around the beach, I spotted a gorgeous girl, sitting on a wooden deck about 20 yards from me. Having thought back to the conversation I'd been having the other day about using lucid dreaming as an arena to practice social activity, I began making my way across the sand, to talk to this girl, which isn't usually something I'd just up and do. The walk in her direction seemed to take forever. In fact, it seem that, the more I walked, the more I was just really not getting anywhere. It was like the ground was stretching as I was walking across it.

I don't actually remember making it over to her, before waking up.

12/30/2011
Fragment
I was with a group of people that were breaking into someone's house. (I believe I was younger, in this dream.) There was really no reason we were breaking in. It was just an empty house, at the time. Later, the owner of the house - who was supposed to be gone longer than he was - came home. We all tried to bolt, but some of us couldn't get out fo the house in time, and had to hide. One kid was caught, and was getting interrogated by the house owner, so he ended up telling where some of the rest of us were hiding. Just I was about to be discovered I became lucid. Knowing it was just a dream, I decided to save the guy the trouble of coming to look for me, and I just walked out of my hiding spot to give him an explanation of what was going on.

That's all I remember.

01/03/2012
"ET Eviction"

I was practically at War with this little, red, alien thing that had found its way into my house. It was a thin little red tube of something - kind of like a parasitic worm or something - that was really thin and about 8 inches long. On top of that, it could stretch to a much greater length and had a tooth-filled mouth on one end. With its malleable, stretchable body, this thing could fit through the smallest cracks and hold onto most surfaces, no matter how hard I pulled on it, because all it would do is stretch like elastic. Sometimes, I would try to shove it out a door, and then it would squeeze itself back in through the cracks in the doorframe. Or, if it was holding onto something and refusing to budge, I would pull and pull - stretching it out to about 5 feet or so, and then it would 'snap' back onto my hands and wrap itself around my wrists, like a child holding onto your leg to keep from being made to leave your side. Sometimes, I would get it way out into the field outside my old house, and throw it at the ground, and then I would haul-ass back to my house and try to close the door, only to have it somehow arrive at the same time and we'd continue our struggle again.

Finally, after what seemed like dozens of minutes of work, I was able to get the thing out of the house, again. It was latched onto my wrists and just biting the shit out of my hands. I was trying to take it even further than I had before, but I woke up before I was able to get it unlatched from my hands.

01/04/2012
Fragment
My friend and ex-g/f MJ was telling her present b/f lies about me, to justify our hanging out together. She had been telling them that I was now gay or had HIV or something, in order to convince him that we weren't sleeping together when we were hanging out and he wasn't around (which we haven't been). I'd found out about this, though, and became really upset that she took to lying about it instead of just telling him straight up that I was still her best friend and we will still be hanging out, even though we're both straight (which is the actual situation now). I confronted her about it and she got irrationally crazy about the fact that I was even bringing it up, and she stormed off.

01/05/2012
Fragment
All I can remember is that this was a short fragment about having an extremely badass bicycle, which was something of a cross between a touring bike and a mountain bike. I was riding toward MJ's house, who apparently lived in Longwood, in this dream, though she doesn't in real life. I really don't remember very much at all, though.

01/06/2012
Fragment
I was in an apartment complex and getting attacked by a porcupine. It ran out of the bushes and I got its quills stuck in my foot - straight through my shoes. Dropped to the ground, from the pain, I crawled my way away from this advancing porcupine, dragging myself up the nearby stairs, which the porcupine was not able to climb. Once at the top of the stairway, I began pulling all of these twelve (or so) inch quills out of my feet. It was excruciating. (It was a lot like the old Freddy Kruger dream I'd had, years back, where I was pulling the long nails out of my gums, but this was in my feet.) The last thing I can remember is the few agonizing minutes I had, trying to get the barbs from out of my feet and toes.

Dream Fragment Two
My best friend was leaving for Australia again (which he is), and we just spent the whole dream hanging out with each other and enjoying each other's company before he ships off again.

01/07/2012
Fragment
Getting to 3rd base with TW, an ex-co-worker of mine who extremely attractive. There were a bunch of people in my house, who kept interrupting us, every time things would start to heat up between her and I. One of those people happened to be my baby's momma.

01/09/2012
Fragment
It was the middle of the night, and there were three Hagravens in my house. (Been playing a lot of Skyrim lately.) The only thing I really remember is running into my room and trying to slam the door behind me. The trio got caught in the door frame and I had to keep pushing and slamming my shoulder against the door to beat them back. I was also trying to take care of them as quietly as possible, because my daughter was asleep in the next room and - Hagravens or not - I was really trying not to wake her up. After a short scuffle over the doorway, they were finally able to bust into my room. I woke up as soon as they smashed the dooframe in.

i should have wrote this first thing this morning but ya know, i didn't.
The dream i had bounced around alot but ill tell u what i remember.

My ex (daughters mother) was dating an old employee i used to work with. and i was helping them move stuff into a new house that they purchased and during that time i remember feeling pain and mental suffering, heartbreak as they were doing little things in front of me as if they were trying to hurt me mentally on purpose. In front of the door to the house they were moving into i was on a teeter totter type thing and it kept raising me up to the top part of the house then back down again. that's when i woke up. and as soon as i opened my eyes i felt like it was still happening but i then realized right away that it was a dream. it felt so real even though it was ridiculous. but i was relieved that it wasn't real

DreamLucidAwake

Smashing Desks

The dream started out with me, Chris, and other DCs I don't care about sitting in a class room. The teacher was teaching something, but I really did not care about it. The bell soon rang and everyone but me and Chris left. We then walked over to a couple sledge hammers leaning against the wall.

"Ready to get smashing?" Chris asked.
"What if we get caught?" I asked him.
"Well I don't go to this school, but you need a disguise." He said thinking.
"I bet if I morph into a dragon he will never know!" I said right after I became lucid.
"Alright then let's do it.!" He said excited.

I stepped back prepared myself for a morph. I did a backflip and transformed into a white dragon half way through. We both picked up the hammers and started destroying desks and stuff. It was loads of fun and I was laughing the whole time. Then the teacher came through the door. The three of us stopped and stared at each other.

"What are you two doing?" He asked calmly.
"Run." Chris said quietly.
"Holy crap run!" I yelled.

We both ran through the door on the right. As we ran down the hall I started looking for a place we could hide.

"Hide there!" I said pointing to the men's restroom on the left.

I ran up to the door first and tried to open it, but it was locked.

"It's locked!" I said.
"Just use the woman's restroom." Chris said pointing to the right.

So we both ran into the woman's restroom and hid in one of the stalls.

"Be quiet. I can heard him coming." I told Chris.

We heard the door slam open and Chris soon covered his mouth. I heard the footsteps aproach the first stall. He paused for about 5 seconds before opening it. Then he moved on to the second and paused again before opening. We were a few stalls away so we had time to think of a plan. I motioned Chris to the floor with me. Unfortunately Chris was a little too panicked and confused to understand my plan. I grabbed Chris's leg with my tail and started crawling. I timed my movement with his pauses so we could sneak out.

Once we finally got out the door we started running down a different hall and made a few turns. Then we ran into a room that looked like a hotel lobby. I stopped in the middle of the room and Chris ran off down another hall to the left.

"See you later!" He shouted back to me.

I walked up to a lady behind a desk.

"Your room is up the stairs to the right." She told me.
"Thanks!" I said and started running again.

I ran over to a staircase in the left corner of the room. I then heard what sounde like the teacher's voice and ran up the stairs really fast. I ran into my room and locked the door. For the most part it looked like my real life room. I looked for a place to hide. To the left I noticed an extension to my room. I walked into a closet like area and found a door in there. I opened the door and behind it was another door.

"What the hell?." I said.

I then opened the second door and behind it was another door.

"Are you serious? Another door?" I said annoyed with my dream.

I opened the third door and it actually led somewhere. It looked like a dark and creepy basement with its own touch of evil. Just looking at it seemed to generate fear itself. It reminded me of a place from an old nightmare. I closed the door and decided not to go in there because I didn't feel like it was worth the trouble.

I started panicking again when I realized I was out of hiding places. The door handle started jiggling and I decided I need to transform back to human. I stood in place and focused on becoming my old human self. When the transformation was over I looked at myself in third person. I had clothes on and human arms and legs. I still had a dragon face, hands, feet, and a tail though.

"That's not right..." I said looking at my mixed form.

Despite the lock the door opened up and the man came in. I then ran towards the window and planned to make a jump for it. I crashed through the window, but the man grabbed me back the back of my shirt and pulled me in. I then prepared for my punishment.

"Hey! That was pretty good joke you pulled on me earlier!" He said laughing.

I woke up after that.

Club Ambush

Everything from what I can remember in this dream was lucid. It was night and I was walking down a city street. I had made plans with a few DCs to meet at club. It had something to do with ambushing an enemy that was using the club as a base. I was carrying a yellow bag full of equipment that they said would be necessary and a couple dice. I walked over to a lavender building that only stood out because of a short man in black guarding it. I had to find a way to sneak the bag past him so I could get the equipment in.

I walked up to him and held out the pair of dice. The dice were supposed to act as a sort of permission slip to grant access to the club. I dropped the dice on the ground to distract him and tossed the bag over his head as he bent over to pick up the dice. Luckily he didn't notice and let me in. I grabbed the bag and walked into an area that looked like a restaurant. There were three DCs sitting at a table looking at me. One was Chris, the second was the elf, and the third was my "contact". So I walked over to the table and sat down between the contact and the elf.

They told me that there was going to be an ambush. I think they said something about an enemy ambush planned at the same time of our ambush. To pass the time we played a game with a stack of gold coins. I took a small stack and counted them.

"1, 2, 5, 7..."
"I think that's 4." The elf said.
"1, 4, 3, 2... Okay I can't count when I'm dreaming." I said dissapointed.

So we started playing the game which involved flicking one gold coin into the other. I soon started thinking about the ambush again.

"Guys, I'm not sure if I can use my elements when I'm in my human form." I said.
"Why not?" Chris asked.
"You better use your elements!" The elf said threatening me.

So then I decided to keep my mouth shut. I thought about morphing into a dragon at that moment. I decided not to though because it would blow our cover. As I was thinking about it I saw two men with guns drop down from the cieling on the other side of the room. The ambush had begun and my three allies got up from the table. The elf took out one of the guys with some sort of shadow spell. Apparently we weren't expecting them to have guns so we had to make a run for it. Chris took the lead and guided us towards the door to a storage room that also had a backdoor. By this point a few more enemies had arrived and were shooting at us.

Chris was trying to open the backdoor, but it was locked. A man then came towards the storage room with an smg aimed at us. I quickly ran past my friends and let out a huge burst of earth energy as the man fired at us. I was able to use this energy to provide a shield as Chris worked to open the door.

"Yeah! I knew you could do it!" The elf said congratulating me.

It wasn't very easy keeping the shield up as bullets pounded into it though. Chris finally opened the door and the three of them ran outside. I released my shield when the man stopped to reload. I ran to the backdoor and followed my team. Rather than a city, the door led deep into a forest near a river. The man chased after me and fire a quick short burst. A bullet then went into my left leg and I fell on the ground. The elf then turned around and used some sort of explosive spell on the man. Chris helped me back on my feet and we started running again. My leg was seriously hurting by this point though and I was limping. We ran a short distance along the river before coming to a bridge that crossed the river. The ran down under the bridge and tried my best to follow. I stumbled and fell down the river bank. I was lying at the water's edge in too much pain to move and my vision blurring. I could see a couple men aproaching and they started firing in my direction. Chris soon rushed in and dragged me under the bridge. I could then see the elf casting lightning bolts at the soldiers to provide protection. This was the last thing I saw before I passed out.

When I woke up there was an very strong pain in my left leg. It wasn't like where my leg falls asleep and there is dull pain all over. In one point of my leg it felt like I was being stabbed. It hurt so bad I almost wanted to scream. Luckily it went away after about 5 minutes.

End

Before I go to bed I do a breathing exercise where I draw white light into my bones. I can feel the energie very well and as I fall asleep I awake from a pain in my right side.

I move my body a little but one's more a pain (stronger) let me show whats going on. I see my body full with yellow and blue light and there where the pain is a little lightpoint which moves straight into me. I try to wipe the pain away with my hands, but I have difficult to move then. The pain and county from the needles get stronger and stronger - finally I roll my body to the left and awake.

[Analyse]
I remember that I have in past many short nightmares immediately after fallen asleep when I do strong energie-exercises before. I should this statement integrate into my daily dream-exercises .

DreamLucidAwake

Arrow to the Knee

It was the middle of the night and there was a full moon surrounded with a yellow haze. The first thing I can remember was being an ant and I was being chased. I was being chased by another larger ant who was pissed about something I did. I ran through the jungle like environment of the grass field. I felt compelled to follow the direction of the yellow moon. I eventually came across an ant size house and recognized it as home. I ran inside and locked the door to keep the other ant away.

Suddenly I was human again, but didn't take any notice to the change. I looked up and saw my mother and another man standing next to her.
"Who the hell are you?" I asked the man confused.
"I'm your step father. Don't you remember?" He explained.
"I don't have a step father." I said.

We continued to argue it for a little while. Somewhere along the way we got mad at each other and both pulled out bows and arrows. We then ran around the house shooting each other, but mostly missing. I used to be a dreamer like you, then I took an arrow to the knee. In other words, he shot me in the knee and I woke up.

Scorpions

I was in my grandma's living room with my sister and we were just standing around doing nothing. Then I felt the urge to look towards the hallway. On the ceiling I noticed a large black scorpion slowly lowering itself from a string of web. I jumped back shocked because there aren't supposed to be scorpions in Ohio and I don't like them. I sprinted through the hallway to find my grandmother. When I found her she was in the kitchen standing at the sink and making a salad.
"There's a really freaking huge scorpion over there!" I yelled to her.
"Scorpion?" She said confused.
"Waaaaiiit! I forgot my sister!"

I ran back down the hallway and had to duck real low because the scorpion was half way down to the floor already. When I got to the living room, I didn't have to say anything to get her to follow me. As I ran back to the kitchen I saw my grandma with a huge bucket of water. She placed it in the hallway and then grabbed a hose connected to the sink. It seemed that she was prepared.

The scorpion had lowered itself to the ground and multiple baby scorpions came from behind it. The larger scorpion charged first and tried to leap over the bucket of water. My grandma shot it with the hose and knocked the scorpion into the bucket. She then continued to spray it and kick the bucket over like a boss.

Many baby scorpions then swarmed around the bucket as they were sprayed with water. A small red scorpion managed to sneak by onto a shelf to my right. It jumped onto me and stung my arm. I grabbed it and smashed it against the counter. I started to feel a severe burning where I was stung, but I could only ignore it. I then took a glass full of water and started splashing the scorpions with it. It was surprisingly effective.

When all the scorpions were dead we all sat down at the table to rest. "Anyone get stung?" I asked. I looked at them and noticed they had stingers straight through their hands. I then brought my hand to my face and saw at least 7 long green stingers piercing through my right hand. I rested my hand on the table and made a plan to pull the stingers out. My hand was starting to shake and burn from the poison and it felt horrible. I managed to pull one of the two needles out of my index finger. It was too painful for me to continue and I woke up.

You Drive

It was the middle of the day and I was driving an awesome looking yellow car. My dad was sitting in the passenger seat and instructing me. Suddenly the car started picking up speed beyond my control. We were roaring through the city at impossible speeds and I struggled to avoid running into everything. It was at this moment that I suddenly remembered I hate driving and told my dad to drive. So we somehow managed to switch seats while moving at 300mph. Then my dad decided that I should be the one driving and we switched seats again. We kept switching back and forth a few more times until it was actually funny. As I was driving, a giant wave of water came pouring through the city. I motioned to try to steer away from it, but it was too late. The wave smashed through the windshield and the force of it snapped my neck. Needless to say, I died and woke up.

Booster Shots

So I was just riding along on a school bus and everything was fairly normal. Then a man in the front got out of his seat and announced that it was booster shot day. So everyone including me got in a line. I'm not afraid of needles so I had nothing to worry about. Then I saw the man give the kid in front of me a shot through the anal wall. He then motioned me to come forward, but I slowly stepped back.
"Now don't make this any harder than it needs to be." he said as he move closer.
"That's not how you give a booster shot!" I yelled at him as I moved further away.
"Kid, I don't have time for this." He said losing his patience.

I took the shot away from him and ran to the back of the bus. I started swinging it through the air like a knife or sword. "Stay back! Don't come any closer!" I said defensively. I then saw the bus driver turn his head and look at me. Shockingly it was an alien head. The aliens head then stretched all the way in front of me as he was still driving.
"What seems to be the problem here?" he asked me.
"He wants to stick a needle up my ass!" I shouted, as I pointed to the man.
"Well then let him." He said calmly.
"Hell no!" I exclaimed.

I then stood behind the stone column in the back of the bus. I started swinging my needle around defensively as they moved in closer. Luckily I woke up before anything bad happened.

End

Sometimes I wonder why I insist on living when I'm in the dream world.

Had this dream around the age of 5 or 6 I'm guessing, no later than seven.

I walk up steps to my family's double wide trailer (we actually lived in a 3 bedroom house. Friggin dreams), open up the screen door only because the main door was swung wide already, and Satan is sitting in the middle of the sofa next to my mom on his right while my father was in his chair. This Satan looked like a red man with horns and long talons on his fingertips, the typical Looney Toons version. Some other people were over for an apparent bible study session that I had just walked into the middle of, my mother the current one with said book in hands. All the other seats are taken, Satan makes a motion to sit next to him, my mom waits for me to sit down. As soon as I take my seat two things happen: 1. my mother continues with whatever passage she was reading before I walked in and 2. Satan began digging his index talon into the middle of my back, twisting it, turning it and making circles. I feel it like a nail, not sharp enough to break skin, just enough to push into the nerves. For an idea of the pain just take your thumb and dig as hard as you can into your back, using the rest of your hand for support, nail first. My immediate reaction is pushing my belly forward, trying to escape whatever was causing the pain. Doesn't work. I squirm, twist, writhe, the pain is there, constant, inescapable. This goes on while everyone else is completely oblivious to the situation, entranced as they were with the story my mom was reading.

S'bout all I can remember.

(backlog)
November 20, 2011

Synopsis: A restless night where short dream offers me - pain

Note: Hallucinated fruit flies upon waking

Sensation: Pain
Mom is driving me home, she's come to visit for the week. As well pull in the parking lot I show her a strange fruit I found recently growing on the local trees.

When you first peel it it looks like a pomegranate. But it has this pit, like a peach. And the two halves of the fruit can rotate around that pit - making the fruit take entirely new shape. Now it kinda looks like two lungs attacked to a dark brown pit.

When I step out the car I noticed an ant hill. I carefully walk over it - but floating ants catch me by surprise.

At first I didn't know what it was - I thought it was a strange bug hanging from a web strand. It swung back and forth, scared to touch it I'd jump back. But I got a close look at it. It was ants, holding onto eachother and making themselves appear much larger as they swing on this web.

Well I'm glad I avoided them becuase they look aggressive.

Mom is opening the door and I try to walk - but I can't move. Theres ants in my pants and they're biting places they shouldn't. Ow! Ow! I try to swipe them off and run inside so I can get my pants off. Ow! Ow! Their burning stings wake me up. The pain is instantly gone.

In another dream - I don't remember all the details, but at some point I get a paper cut. The really itchy burning kind.

There was a third dream, but I don't remember this one anymore or the pain sensation it gave me.

When I woke up there's a giant cloud of fruit flies buzzing over my head, and a few house flies. They were so real looking. The way they buzzed around bumping into each other. Their tiny wings. Damn. Why are they flying over my head? Are we infested with fruit flies again, I thought we got rid of them?

After a few moments the flies flew away as if they knew they were spotted.

The next morning I went looking for the flies. We had three house flies. But I only found one fruit fly buzzing around the kitchen. The swarm of flies couldn't have really been there - plus such a large swarm would make noise and it was silent. Damn - I'm still seeing gnats when I wake up.

Alright, lets get this out of the way. I have Catoptrophobia. I can't say that it is incredibly bad, but I get really paranoid around mirrors. Especially in a dark area. I don't think I will ever get over it. Oh well, its not a huge deal. I'll just make sure my room never has a mirror in it.

The dream began with my friends at some campground. It was around a ocean, and we needed to go to Walmart to get some food for dinner. We returned later and we decide to take a nap. I end up falling asleep and waking up in my loft.
Odd... I don't sleep in my loft. At least, not since I had my Exploding Head Syndrome incident. Too creepy.
I did a reality check and discovered I was dreaming. It was a very vivid dream. The only somewhat blurry area was the top of my view. Thats when I noticed something in front of me. A mirror. I was terrified.
In real life I become incredibly paranoid and imagine the worst possible thing that could happen. I expect someone behind me.
I quickly tried to fling it away, but it didn't work. I knew if I thought of the worst, it would happen. Suddenly the thought hit my head, "Is someone behind me?"
A face appeared behind me in the mirror. I checked and it wasn't there. I began to freak out. I didn't want to be lucid anymore. The mirror grew larger and my reflection walked towards me. It was getting larger. It then hit me, I would wake myself up somehow. I thought quickly, closed my eyes, and screamed as loud as I possibly could. The scream was the loudest thing I have ever heard. It almost hurt my ears even though it wasn't a real sound. I felt the pain.
I then woke up in my bed.

Sorta freaked me out about lucid dreaming. And overcoming this fear isn't simply, getting over it. Its a phobia. Its almost impossible to cure. Oh well, the lucid dreaming will go on I guess...

Dream – Lucid

I was looking in the bathroom mirror. I think I was on vacation at the beach. Anyway, I noticed that the left side of my face was very red. I was trying to figure out why. I then thought about being on the beach all day. Maybe I hadn’t put on enough sunscreen? I kept looking and noticed the red was all over my face and all over my chest. I started being able to feel the tightness and pain associated with sunburn.

I looked at the counter by the sink, and it was super cluttered. There were little baskets of stuff everywhere. I noticed some aloe vera sitting in a couple of the baskets. I never picked it up.

I looked in the mirror as I turned out to walk towards the shower. I noticed numerous tattoos on my thigh. It looked like a cartoonified comic tattooed about the Power Puff Girls or something. It consisted of two frames. The background was pink.

I feel like there were more tattoos, but I can’t remember what.

this was my second dream i remember...the other one was just me doing a bunch of boring every day stuff....it's been a few hours since i woke and i don't remember it anymore

second one....i was in a sporting goods store with my best friend....and there was a small arcade to the right of the entrance.....she went in and went to the arcade and i kept trying to follow her but i couldn't hear what she was saying and she was moving too fast for me......and my legs kept hurting and my knees kept giving out on me and i had a hard time walking without falling.....and then we were looking at shoes and trying to find sneakers because she has really small feet and they only have shoes that look like they are for little kids in her size at the regular stores....we didn't find any shoes she likes....and i went out to the car to get my phone and i came back in and the manager said i couldn't come in because the store is about to close and they aren't letting anymore people in......and i told him my friend was in their and he said he would make an announcement for her to just go to her car to meet me when she was done.....and i told him that wouldn't work because she has her music on and not her hearing aids and wouldn't be able to hear it....he let me in to find her......

she was at the bathrooms and had found a few things and had them in a cart.....we were looking at the backpacks and there were only very small differences.....she said they all looked exactly the same but i kept pointing out the very small differences...then i fell again.....and the manager saw.....and it took me a bit to get back up and i looked like i was in a lot of pain....and i had to hold on to stuff to get up......he said he was going to call the triage nurse and to not move but i told him to not...

she shows up a minute later while i'm still arguing with him and had just managed to stand up.....(she looks exactly like the triage nurse from my school.....same outfit and everything)....she asks to see my leg and kind of just grabs it and brings it up to about hip height and held it straight out....something i used to be able to do irl before the pain got to be too much for me......since i didn't look to be in pain......she asked if it was numb and that was why it was hard to stand.....i just stared at her with my mouth open because she had a pin in her hand and needles freak me out.....and she started to roll up my pants leg.....and i started saying no needles and trying to pull my leg away.....and she said it was a thumb tack and not a needle...and it turned into one and she held it out in her hand and i threw it.....she let go to go get it....and i started crawling around between the clothing racks.....i was really fast.....and i looked back and the clothing was still swaying from where i'd originally been......and the manager saw me and he pointed me out and i moved again really fast.....and the only reason they could see where i went was because i kept looking at them....and i crawled out to where i could see the registers while they were looking on the other side of the store for me......and i stood up shakily and limped over to the registers and texted my friend to meet me there....and my text had the words that i put in....even after i looked away to see if they were still looking for me......the words didn't change...they saw me...and i looked away quick....and the cashier was making small talk with me because i said i was just waiting for my friend.......and the nurse and manager stood at the doors facing the registers.......and the nurse said that she just wants to help and that no one should push because she doesn't want anyone to get hurt......and there was a person behind me so the only way i could go was her direction....and i saw her coming towards me out of the corner of my eye....she had an orange shirt......and i looked at it and then her face and she made eye contact with me and then i woke up

09/26/2011
Dream One:
"Lucid Juggernaut"

The very first thing I remember is sitting on a couch, during the day, with a few friends. Without warning, a thunderous banging noise came at the front door. Someone apparently had a battering ram and was trying to bust into the house, while we were inside. Immediately, we all scrambled, taking up our guns and preparing for a firefight. However, with the loud banging becoming more intense, some of us were able to see just how many people were out there...and how many guns they had. We were not about to stick around and be slaughtered, so we all bolted out the back door, scrambling through the neighborhood and catching faint glimpses of hundreds of these heavily-armed thugs, raiding all of the houses in the neighborhood. We were being fleshed out, and our territories were being seized by this faction.

Before we were able to make it out of the neighborhood, we were cornered by a patch of these thugs. I don't believe we had our guns anymore, and they ended up robbing us for everything we had in our pockets. We could do nothing but stand there and fume over how we were being humiliated by these goons, and how helpless we were. After cracking a few jokes, they sent us on our way. However, after a few short steps, I finally realized how crazy this situation was. I figured out that I was dreaming, and I couldn't be more ready for revenge.

I turned around, mid-pace, and began walking back toward the thugs, whom had just robbed us. I didn't care how I did it, (or that it really didn't matter, because this was just a dream), but I was about to get our damn stuff back! Lol. They all watched me as I approached, waving my hands back in my direction, and yelling at the armed men to bring it on. Accepting the invitation, they all started firing at me, simultaneously. At first, I began to let the bullets just slam into me, while I continued walking toward them. I had to clentch my fists and brace forward, because they bullets were actually a bit painful, but I tried to just push the sensation out of my mind, while I stalked twoard the men. When it finally became too uncomfortable, I took to catching most of the bullets in my hands, which also stung, but was still effective. However, the men just continued firing, and even with a good level of lucidity, it was beginning to get a little overwhelming. I was still having a good time, though, watching them sh!t bricks when they saw how they couldn't really stop me with all that firepower.

An idea came to mind. Focusing my intention to use a little telekinesis, I brought my hands in front of me, fingers curled toward on another, as if I were palming a basketball. With the men continuing to fire away at me, I drew all of my attention to the empty space between my hands, and 'willed' all of the bullets to be drawn to this void. The bullets immediately ceased hitting me, and I could literally see them being collected, in this empty space between my hands, as if there were a powerful, invisible magnet floating there. (I had gotten the idea from the Mech Suit scene, in the movie District 9, where the Mech used some sort of technology to catch the bullets in mid air, and collect them into one, floating spot.) Then, once I had a good mass of bullet heads collected in this space, the men finally stopped shooting. They stared at the hovering bullets with awe, and were obviously loss for words. Smiling, I quickly flung my hands out in the direction of the gunmen, launching the spent bullets out of the space between my palms, like buckshot from a gun (which is also what the Mech did, with the bullet tips, in the movie). It was just awesome, and I'm surprised it worked, so effortlessly. The first wave of thugs dropped like stones, and more moved in from around the neighborhood. I basically ripped through them all, using their own weapons against them, but eventually losing lucidity. I was able to keep the control for a bit, but the bullets began to take their toll on me, and I could feel myself dying. Still trying to fight through the sensation of having my energy drained from me, I eventually had to succumb. I ended up dying in the street, seeing myself in the third person as a female friend from my group clutched me and cried.

(There was a strange transition here, that might have been a completely different dream, where some girl, that might have been the same one, was going down on me in a public place. I remember being lucid here, for a moment, but still a little embarassed that people were watching us and walking right by us, even though I knew they were DC's.)

The dream then transitioned again (or there is just a lot I am missing), and I was now in some scenario where I believe I was a police offer. I had lost my lucidity again (but, again, I don't feel like it was a separate dream). My female companion from earlier was still with me, and she was acting as my 'partner'. We were in some similar situation to what had happened back in the neighborhood, in that we'd set up some kind of presence in this huge, multi-level office building, but were run out of it by this larger faction. This time it was more of a shadow organization with lots of money, modern security, and lots more firepower than even the thugs from earlier.

Having failed our first confrontation with these new gunmen, I remember us walking back out toward the parking lot, pissed off at having not been able to bring the group down. Once again, just on the verge of retreat, I realized I was dreaming once again. My disappointment instantly turned to mischeivous glee. Without saying another word, I reached into an open trunk and grabbed a handgun and immediately began to storm my way back into the tall office building, and up the stairs, toward where my squad had just been forced out of. I don't remember much of the battle, but it went pretty much like my rampage through the neighborhood, with guys emptying clips into me, and me just refusing to go down. I remember a specific corridor, where I tried shooting my gun, but it was just like a BB gun, and not doing any damage. Annoyed with this, I walked toward the nearest shooter - allowing his bullets to rip into me, on the way - and proceeded to try to pistol whip him and the guy next to him. Unfortunately, I got that 'sluggish' effect, and was not able to get any power behind my swings. The more intense the fighting got, the more I could feel my lucidity slipping in and out. I remained lucid enough to remember that I had died, during the last rampage, and I became anxious about whether or not this would happen to me again, now. I was able to survive this time, though, keeping myself calm instead of allowing the energy-draining sensation to creep back into me. Once I was done having my fun, I walked back down to the rest of my team, completely unharmed, but still riddled with bullet holes and bleeding from every inch of my body.

(There was another transition after this, which might have been a different dream, but I don't really feel like it was. It didn't really tie in with the theme from the previous, though, so I will just label it as a separate fragment, even though I'm admittedly not sure whether it was a seperate fragment, or just a continuation of the dream.)

Dream Fragment Two

I was with JH, and we were leaving my house (which was actually the house where the ex and I used to live, years ago). My mom had just come home (though she didn't actually live in that house with us, in waking life), and I had to break away to speak to her for a moment. All I can remember about talking to her was catching her on the front porch, and seeing that she was wearing a very nice, red dress, and really long hair.

09/07/2011
Fragment
All I remember is having sex with someone I know online. I can't remember who it was, though. I also had a false awakening, where I was about to jot down notes on the dream, but saw that I had a message from this girl in my inbox. In the note, she thanked me for an amazing night, and I had to sit there for a moment and wonder whether or not I actually saw this girl the night before.

09/10/2011
"Mystery Sprain"

I don't remember what happened in the 'beginning' of this dream, but I was in some sort of 'camp' area or something, and I saw a large group of my friends walking passed me. Apparently, some attack on our camp had happened, earlier on, and I was already injured. I had to limp my way to catch up to the others, and the pain in my ankle was excruciating. Having heard about the oncoming retaliation, though, I was eager to help them out. Holding a pair of nunchaku, I hobbled along and caught up with them. I can't remember who all was there, but I remember one of them telling me that I should stay behind, because I was hurt and probably would be more of a liability than asset. I refuted this, as much I could, and continued on with them, though the pain in my ankle was just growing more and more unbearable, with each labored step.

Finally, we came to a large ditch. I just kind of stared at it, reasonably intimidated. My friends jumped down into the muddy crevice and made their away across the ankle-high mess of wet dirt and grass. Me? I slowly attempted to climb down the side of the embankment, favoring the ankle which repeatedly sent shocks of pain screaming up my leg, with each descending step. When I got to the bottom, I looked across the low area, and the incline on the other side, which the others were already beginning to climb. It was then that I - completely disheartened - decided to concede. I knew I was just going to slow them down, assuming I was even able to make it across the muddy ditch without further injuring what was certainly a sprained ankle. Defeated, I turned around and painfully began to climb my way back up the embankment, and head back to camp. I didn't get very far before waking up.

(I actually woke up with a sprained ankle! From the way I had gone to sleep, I believe that my foot must have gotten wedged between my wall and mattress, and must have just gotten twisted during my nocturnal movements. The pain most likely worked its way into the dream. Definitely wouldn't be the first time it's happened, but it's been the most painful. Had to wrap it up for the following two days, afterward, but it's healed up now.)

I don't remember much about the prelucid i do remember fragments of friends and a tower and a sunset as i was in a house of a DC who was supposed to be a friend i looked at my hand a reality check i have only done while in the dream state once or twice i preceded to think in my head "I am dreaming" a smile appeared on my face as I immediately left the house saying bye to the three DC sisters that lived within it. The first thing i did when walking out onto the sidewalk was look at my hands once again and thought about my previous lucids and how i achieved dream control even though Validae(My Dreamguide who is crazy and Bi-Polar) can control the dream I was able to put on a ring that condensed all my power into a useable form. As i searched my pocket for the ring which i knew would be there i pulled it out and put it on and thought why not incorporate JEM a story that a friend once told me when i was very young one that he created that seemed almost real to me He was the first Jem master and through training I became the second inheriting two powerful swords one being the sword of light the silvic blade. Also as Jem master i had control over all the rings and the Jem ring. Each ring has an a spirit that dwells within it giving the wearer that ability so Fire ring = control and dominance over fire etc. and the Jem ring has the abilities of every ring but slightly less powerful then the actual rings combined. So after thinking about my Ring dream control and JEM i thought i could use my abilities as a Jem master to take back my dream from Validae. So I stabilized my dream by looking at my hands and yelling "FOCUS LUCIDITY" and one by one i slotted rings onto my left hand i put on the Fire ring the Water ring The Earth ring and The Flight/Wind ring was the ring i normally put on but it assumed its true form as the wind ring by reacting with the others. I grew wings and took to the skies I called for my Dreamguide and looked all around for her ( by the way wings rock being able to feel the bones and muscles move as you flap and turn them and feel every individual feather and how the air passes through them is sick) she didn't respond or appear so i continued to fly around do what ever shooting Fire balls and creating waves of destruction making sure to keep the dream stable then after about 40 minutes of doing those things i noticed feathers floating around and that my wings were disappearing I turned to find my dreamguide staring at me saying that she is the stronger will within our body(my body) and then she put her hand out in a pushing motion causing a gust of wind that smacked me to the ground she told me the pain i felt was because she wanted there to be pain and she laughed a bit then she disappeared i was left on the ground powerless the rings no longer glowing. I looked up at the moon as i walked through the forest for about a half hour when i came to ruins bathed in sunlight my eyes widened at the sheer beauty of the ruins it was amazing i sat on a pillar and watched the sun rise as it came up to the top of the sky a hand touched my shoulder i turned to find Validae floating behind me she said "Wake up" and my eyes opened to find myself in my room. My dream felt like it was hours long about 3 or so all together and was one of the coolest yet.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a crowd somewhere, when I felt a prodding at my back. I got away from it, because I knew it was someone trying to stab me; they had been at it for a long time. I had no idea who this person was; they had been very elusive. I actually had a scar on my back from where they did stab me once already. I remember mentioning the prodding to someone.

Then, I was in my bed at home. It was nighttime. Someone was laying with me, though I can't remember who. I was laying down, when I felt a sharp stab into my lower back. It had come from the mattress, like the perpetrator was under my bed. I could visualize the puncture in my back; it was small but deep, right on my spine, and was definitely bleeding.

After getting that wrapped up and doctored a little, I remember running my hand across my lower back. I could feel the scar from the previous stabbing, which was only a few inches from where the new injury. It felt like a cigarette burn scar, or something to that effect.

I was then in a crowded room again. I think it was some sort of dance or party. At any rate, I spotted someone at the edge of the room, away from all the others. He was a short Indian or Middle Eastern-looking guy who was about my age. He was holding up a silver metal...something...

And then I saw it. A blade popped out of the top. It was a box cutter. This was the guy who had been stabbing me! I said
"You."
He looked at me. He had had no idea that I had been there watching him for a bit. He took off to run, and I chased him. He tried to go up some stairs and through a door, but I caught him and tried to wrestle the box cutter away from him, and finally succeeded.

~

I was on a school bus with a bunch of other people, heading to some gathering. I remember my boss, her daughter-in-law Shannon, and her grandson Hudson being there. Shannon's blonde hair was much longer than it is now in waking life. Her and Hudson were sitting behind me, and I think my boss was beside me. We were with some other people too, though I can't remember who. My boss wanted me to give Hudson a snack, so I rummaged through a bag to find the snacks. I pulled something out and offered it to him, but he didn't want it. My boss told me to try the Cheerios. I found the bag of Cheerios, but there were only like 7 or 8 Cheerios in the bag. I started to give them to Hudson. He took the first one and said
"This is the best Cheerio!"
I then just handed him the bag.

We were then out of the bus at our destination. It was like we were in a big, open Colosseum with a dirt floor. It was nighttime outside. I feel like we were there to battle something. I remember we had to take a break, but I don't recall what we were doing before and after the break. All I can remember is us huddled in a group talking to one another, probably strategizing. I also remember seeing my boss's shirt, and thinking it might be see-through, hoping it wasn't, and then looking back and seeing that it really wasn't. She was wearing the weirdest clothing; a dark shirt under a grey and white-striped tank top (resembling one of my own in waking life) that was too small for her.