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I was at a party for "inventors". Each person wore a costume that he or she invented. The costumes each had a special function unique to the others. I don't remember what I was, but I remember how my costume zipped up so tightly it was hard to move my arms. I had a large thing on my head. I believe the function of my costume was speed. I might have been a small ice cream cone for all I know.

I left the party and walked down the road. Behind me I saw someone following me...Who was that? Taking a closer look I saw it was someone else in a costume. Their costume was green and had a large afro. I kept walking down the road until the guy in the green costume had finally caught up to me. He pushed me to the ground.

"Hi!" He said.

"...Hi?" I responded...Trying to get up. It was pretty hard considering I couldn't move my arms well.

"You're it!" He said, tagging me. Ok this was so not fair. I needed to unzip my costume if I was going to play this game and I couldn't unzip it seeing as I couldn't move my arms that far!

"Wait! Unzip me!" I said. He came back and unzipped my costume so I had a little more leeway for my arms. Before he could run away I tagged him. We played Tag for awhile until we came to a hilly, grassy area. We sat down on the hill. Beneath us people were fighting. He showed me how we could control the people with our minds if we tried hard enough. He was right.

We were now playing a game, my people against his. We morphed our people into dragons and elves and watched them battle against each other. When we decided we were done he morphed into a...thing...that was really tall. I'm not sure what it was. It was made of pretty neon colors and it had bones like a human. I climbed onto his shoulders and he carried me home Piggy back style.

I was at my grandmother's house now with my cousin. We were sleeping in the same bed like we used to when we were kids. He fell asleep fast and started chanting something rhythmically. It sounded less like a song and more like a poem or even a curse in a different language, it was beautiful in a sinister way.

A worker on a TV set opened the door and told us that they were looking for extras on their set that could pretend to be sleeping. My cousin told me that he'd meet me there later, and to go ahead.

The long hallway from my bedroom linked up to the store where they were shooting the new film. The man who was leading me to the set told me to take my headphones off. He showed me to a room with blue lighting and a bench at the side. On the bench were the other extras, waiting for me to arrive. In front of the bench there was a cage where the main actor was. He was supposed to do some sort of stunt and we were to show "enthusiasm" (not!) by sleeping.

I sat down on the bench between two guys. The guy I was supposed to be leaning on to feign sleep gave me a crazy look.

"Woman, you need to get rid of some of that HAIR you got." He said. I pushed my lush locks to one side so it wouldn't get all in his face.

"Careful," He said again, passing me some kind of small metal piece. He dropped the metal into my hand and I examined it carefully. It was at most 2 inches long and no more than 3mm in diameter. It was made of a bright steel and at one end a tiny piece of lead was perpendicular to the small rod. Like an L.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked. It was buzzing gently in my hand.

"Hold it up to your lips and wait. It will bring you into the dream," One of the female set-workers responded. I hesitated...

"I don't need to be pulled into the dream, I can fall asleep here quickly enough."

"Just do it, woman," Said the guy next to me. I pulled the tiny metal rod thing to my lips. My whole world was instantly PSYCHADELiCIZED.

The TV in front of us was warped in purple swirls like you would with a brush on Photoshop. Everyone on the bench stood up in amazement and looked around...

"Are we in the dream...?" I asked. No one responded, they were all too amazed. I couldn't wait to tell the people on DV about this new drug.

"Wait...Are we all in the dream together or not cause that's pretty epic if we are all in this dream thing together right now..." I went blabbering on. I looked at my hands, they had different amounts of fingers.

I left the room where we were shooting the video. I found myself now in a larger building with a sky high ceiling. There were many people in the building. It looked like the main room of a mall. I tried to fly...Grr why couldn't I? I thought I got soo good at it from being dragged around so much in my lucids [/sarcasm].

The dream was very vivid. I walked up to a DC and told him to teach me how to fly. He was my friend's brother in real life. He gave a puzzled smile and put his left arm in and in his left arm out and shook it all about...arrgh.

A man in a black suit came up to me and gave me a receipt. The dream was stable enough that I could easily read the receipt, look away, and read it again and the words were all the same and perfectly normal. That didn't sway me from the notion that I was dreaming however. The man read aloud as I read the receipt:

"The stalking starts now. You will complete a set of trials which may take 30-50 tries. You are looking for a female. Everything will add up to 3/5. THE STALKING STARTS NOW." I'm pretty sure that's what the man said. On the receipt (which I tried to recreate paint, and brutally failed) it was signed WakingNomad. What the hell lol?

I'm not entirely sure that's accurate. It may have been that I had 3/5 trials, I'm not sure but apparently I was looking for someone to help complete the first trial. I shoved the receipt into my pocket and looked around the room. Half the population was female...Maybe I should try to find Nomad first. I envisioned him standing behind me. I turned around but there was no one there. This was going to be hard.

I walked around the mall, asking questions to strangers. They pointed me into a green house. I walked through a narrow pathway in the green house looking for any human life. I passed a man with a watering can who eyed me strangely.

I exited the green house and found myself in a dirty city. I asked a man if he knew where I could find Nomad. He pointed down a dark alley. A white car pulled up in the parking space. I ran to the car (there was someone following me at this point, telling me not to go near the car). Inside were a bunch of druggies. Dirt covered their faces. They looked like they were on meth.

False awakening into my dark dark cold room. I don't want to open my eyes in the dark!

False awakening again into a brighter room. It was still dim. A floating purple square had an illuminating light with a video of people working out on it. I jumped into the bright panel and lost lucidity.

Me and a bunch of other teens (only a few I know) board a coach bus to go to school, which in this case is a diner in the middle of the country. I notice a douche-looking guy at the back, and I feel that I know him and that we have a rivalry. I remember being in the second floor of my school, but then being back in the diner.
That night me, another guy and another chick go to the baseball diamond nearby, where we spot a fat nerd passed out in the bushes, and we are afraid that he is awake and watching us. The baseball diamond transforms into my room, where we are all partying. We are all pretty drunk, and I see Kyra who looks incredibly sexy making out with some short guy. Ali C also comes up and starts hitting on me, but I just ignore her. I am socializing with all of the girls mostly because they are all really good friends. I ask Kenzie, "Remember when we used to be best friends?" She just looks at me strangely because we never really were good friends, and I know it's just the dream talking.
The next day is really short, and I only remember seeing someone run out of the diner from an overhead view.
On the last day, the douche guy is glaring at me on the bus ride to the diner. I get up and start to walk down the aisle. On my way I kiss a raven-haired girl on the back of her neck as if I am a lover going to his final fight. At the back, I grab onto a pole like they have in subways and start talking to the guy, trying to make peace with him. He argues that he wants to fight me because I'm in love with his girlfriends, and I know it's true. The scene then cuts out to a golf tournament in the diner's backyard. A middle aged fat black man is awarded a new set of clubs for "Best Homemade Golfing" (This made me lmfao after the dream.). He had difficulty shoving them in the trunk of his sports car convertable, and then discussed whether the top should be up or down with two blonde milfs in the car. Even though it was cloudy, they chose top down, and I sort of agreed with their decision.
It started to feel like the last day of a vacation with people you met who you would never see again. I went through the diner and opened up the door in the back of the kitchen to where three guys were sleeping. I felt really bad about waking them up, because they were trying WILD and had their alarms set to 10:30a.m. I told them that everyone was leaving, and they seemed like they wanted to go too, but they were too tired at the moment. I went back to the entrance of the kitchen and asked Kenzie if she had seen Bri around. She said, "The only people left are us and the girls from the Rusty Boot." She pointed at three girls (one was Natasha) sitting on stools at the bar who all looked really haggard. I remembered that the Rusty Boot was another diner near this one, and that they were the owners of it. I felt really bad that Bri had already left, as we were best friends.

I was in the kitchen, and I got a phone call from an old friend named Bree. She told me that she was having a party tonight and that I was welcome to come. I said that I would, but remembered that finals were tomorrow (in the dream, not rl) so I told her that I wouldn't stay too late.

I arrived at the party and there were tons of cars parked on the grass and around the house. That's the last thing I remember for awhile.

I wake up again, screaming. There are two 'men' on me, but one is actually a giant red octopus. I'm being violently raped by these two men, and still screaming at the top of my lungs. There is blood all over the sheets and I can't see my attackers well because it's dark in the room. I tried to escape but passed out again.

I woke up alone in the same room, which I recognized to be my old bedroom. Blood had stained the sheets and next to me in the bed are hundreds of dead ladybugs. Across the room is the electric piano, which has split itself down the middle (when I was a child I used to have recurring nightmares about being attacked by an electric piano). I scooted the chair back into place and put the two halves of the piano together again.

I left the house and stumbled down the driveway. There was a girl throwing up chocolate cake near the edge of the driveway. Cars were still parked outside the house even though it was pretty dark and empty now. In my head I heard a whispering "Wake up, wake up, wake up!". I woke up IRL, it was 9am which was the time that I had aimed to wake up at...

that dream was so disturbing

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[COLOR="RoyalBlue"]My family is at a party with many old people, my mom says I can just sit down on the chair on the other side of the table, by a window at the end of the table. I check Skype to see if all the guests have arrived. A song that I don't know is being played, two dwarves lead a dance, while many of the old people are dancing in a crowd behind the dwarves. One of the dwarves is a man and the other a woman, they are both wearing black clothes, the woman is wearing a red scarf.[/COLOR]

Recently my sleeping pattern has changed for some reason. Before, I was never tired before 3 am and I would often not get tired until as late as 5 or 6. When I slept I often woke up after a dream, letting me write it down to remember it. This could happen several times a night. Now however I get tired at 11 or 12 pm and I get to sleep about 1-2 hours later. I don't wake up after dreams anymore but the last three or four days I have been waking up at ~9 am, remembering dreams but too lazy to get up or write them down. Then I fall asleep again after quite a long time. About one or two hours after this I get up.

Last nights dream:
I was bathing in nydala with some friends. I can't really recall how many we were but Fred was there at least. Suddenly, Kim showed up, lol. I don't know how she appeared. We all got surprised and asked her to join us for some event that was being held at my family's summer house. We swam there and we talked about a swimming technique that consisted of lying on the back while wriggling like a snake kinda. xD It was extremely fast but you could easily lose control and be forced below the surface. We all tried to use it and eventually we got to the summerhouse.

The event was some kind of gathering of random people that did planned stuff. Like some arranged party or something. Most of the people were foreigners. Kim proposed that we all should play some ball game, then she said something to a random dude in fluent german, lol. Everybody (maybe 15 people) lined up for the game in two separate rows facing each other. I think the goal of the game was to throw the ball to each other i between the rows or something.

Before the game started, a arabic looking man came out from the summer house. He was the chef and requested that three volunteers would go and help him prepare the dinner. No one seemed keen to do it because everyone wanted to play the ball game. Then he decided that he should pick three randomly. I knew before that he was going to pick me and I felt a bit disappointed because of it. He did indeed pick me and I went with him to the front porch along with two other randoms that also were unlucky.

We sat down around a table for four people and started to eat dinner (what happened with preparing it? xD). I remember that my friends were all seated at other tables and I wanted to join them, but I was not allowed to. Instead I spoke a bit with the chef guy who looked arabic. The only thing I remember from the conversation is that I asked him what country he came from. Apparently he came from the country "hentai", lol. I recall that I noticed that he expected me to laugh or something, but I didn't because I knew that hentai was also a country and the guy was somewhat impressed that I knew that.

★★★

Mom

Vague dream where I am talking to my mom. She was saying that she was dead now. I asked where she died... She said in some room. I asked for the specific location, because she is still missing and my family needs to confirm her death. She seemed trouble by my questions and started flipping out.

Mom again

Vague dream about chasing my mom up a hill.

Weird

I'm on some sort of cliff overlooking a shoreline. There's a bridge people are building, we have to roll the beginning pieces of the bridge to the edge of the cliff and fasten them. At first they appear to be too big for anyone to move, but some how i manage to move a large piece all by myself. I have trouble fastening it to the cliff. But then i notice these clamps that are set up on the cliff. I mess with the clamps until they hold onto the cliff tightly.

Dad

i'm with my dad in some weird construction site. I have to slide down some walls in order reach some black buckets that's all I remember.

Buying Coffee

I'm driving with my brother when we pull up to a tim hortons coffee chop. We go through the drive thru, but the drive thru leads inside. My brother says i have to pay myself. We drive in and I'm no longer in the car, so i try to pay for my drink. An Asian guy is selling me the coffee and he gives me the price. I can't hear him well so i pay witha quarter and a nickel. He says he doesn't want a nickel but a dollar. He acts like I was trying to rip him off. I find four quarters in my hand in the change. i hand it to him and he smiles. I then go outside to where my brother is parked.

Yeah

Vague sex dream with asuka

HH

I had a brief Hypnagogic flash of someone holding a card in front of me. it read "Bow down". The image faded. I said "hell no"

Captain Janeway reads my dream journal

I remember pulling up to some nightclub with some people. We get out of a car and it's night time. The guys say we have to reposition Captain Janeway's bed in the trunk. Apparently she's injured or something and tied to a bed and we have to shift the bed's position ever once in a while.

I open the trunk and she's tied to some bed. We talk for a bit. I try to move her but I touch her feet, when i do that her toe almost falls off. It's soft and mushy like uncooked sausage... when you don't handle it carefully it falls apart. She looks shocked but kind of faking it. She then tells me thank you for shifting her bed, she said she knows from reading my dream journal that I had to do this for my mother recently.

Super WTF party.
(Note: lots of sexual content don't read if you are offended)

I remember being at some large party. I remember it was at my house. By the living room some guy was sitting up high some where taking pictures.

Outside some guy was trying to fight one of my old friends. I got in between them and pushed them away from each other. I'm like "Don't hit Brad... he's my friend... or was years ago in school" They agree not to fight. I see brad begin to walk away but the other guy pulls a small metal ladder out of nowhere and hits brad in the back of the head with it. Then brad gets something metal also and hits the other guy with it. now they are having a full fledged fight.

I go back to the entrance of the house and some people are watching. I ask one guy to give me his cell phone and I'll call the police. He hands it to me, but just then a cop car pulls up and the police start hauling the fighters away.

I go inside and now the party seems to be winding down. I go down some stairs and see a line of people playing a game, in the line the one person has their hands on the next person's hips. I go back upstairs to avoid them. I find myself in a living room and I see Shawna sitting on the couch in boy form. His/her eyes are waide as if he saw something that he shouldn't have seen. Just then some Transvestites knock on the door and enter the place. They have manly faces that aren't even tempting. I try to find a place to sleep.

I go into another living room area that seems to be empty. I sit down on a chair. Then i notice that there are people there... they aren't sleeping but having an orgy. Oh well if i can't sleep i might as well watch. I spot a couch where two lesbians are making out. One turns to me and gives me a seductive look. A third woman comes up from the one cushion of the couch. then a fourth woman comes out. The other three women disappear.

The remaining woman comes up to me and starts making out with me. The kissing is weird. lots of tongue, so for a second i'm worried if i am acting like a pig. She stops, and now she's naked. She moves toward me about to get on me. I wonder if this is actually happening, but it feels real enough. She gets on and we start having sex. I do a few quick thrust but get kind of tired. I don't like doing fast sex like you see in porno movies so i go slower. i look down and see that she is gushing. I can't remember when but suddenly we switch positions. i am still sitting and now i'm doing her from behind. It feels ackward, then my perception goes to where our parts are mingled and i can see that i'm not completely in. I shift myposition a bit and now everything works nicely. But now i can't feel much so i shift a bit so that my foreskin hits the edge of her vagina where it enters. There, now it feels better. I look forward and notice she has a soul patch where her crotch begins. After a while she stops, she looks back at me and says "Damn your great" then she gets of and starts leaving. Did she just use me? i say "hey, where are you going" She turns to me again and now has a different face. She says don't worry, she'll be back. she goes to kiss me again but i wake up.

Last night seemed like 2 separate dreams. I've been having a hard time remembering what order things occur in. However, all the images and events are very clear individually. I'll try to put things in order as best I can.
Fragment:
I walked down the hall in my dream house to the bathroom where my mom was drying her hair. I picked up a second hair dryer and started drying my own. Miraculously, my hair was short, straight, and sexy as hell! (In RL I have a bushy afro.)

Dream:
In the beginning, there was a flash flood. Looking out the kitchen door, the water seemed to flow uphill, which i knew in the dream was in contradiction to my real house. I walked to another side of the house and watched the water roll down the hill out from a pine grove and crash into the house gently like waves. When the water cleared, people started showing up at the house and I had no clue why. The only two faces that I remember distinctly out of the 100 or so that ended up in the dream were my mother's and that of a guy named Julian, who i hardly know. People kept showing up and it turned into a party. This change didn't occur smoothly. The dream seemed to skip around and my dream house's interior completely changed (to all wood. It was quite nice, actually.) By the time the dream was solid again, everybody was totally smashed. I went upstairs to my dream-sister's room. (I call her that because she neither looked like nor had anything to do with my RL sister.) There were about 4 or 5 kids sleeping up there. I was looking for something but I didn't know what so I felt stupid for even being in my sister's room. I remember vividly seeing while searching, a magic 8-ball still in the package, and a stack of Nintendo DS games including some versions of Pokemon that don't exist (yet? Maybe I foresaw the future of Pokemon?!? 0.o) I don't remember anything after that and I don't remember where or how the dream ended.

I am at a mall, the reason I am there I completely forgot. For some reason or another, I do a reality check by looking at some dots on the wall, looking away, and looking back at them. Well, even if it was not words, it worked and I became lucid.

After that I decided to not jump into any activities yet, and tried to concentrate more on making my lucid more stable, longer, and clearer. So, I first began by walking very slowly and observing every small bit of detail I saw in the dream world with all my senses. As much as transforming into a wolf came across my mind, I knew these LD exercises were far more important to me.

I looked at a small railing next to an escalator, and looked closely. The light reflected off the chrome railing beautifully. I sat there and tried to smell anything, but I could not smell a damn thing. I figured that was weird, as I have smelled things in my LDs in the past. I thought that maybe my brain assumed malls smell like nothing.

In order to stabilize my LD further, I decided to reach into my pocket to grab a stress ball to squeeze in order to exercise my sense of touch. However, when I reached down to put my hand in my pocket... I had no pockets. All I had was my boxers on. I tried to further summon a stress ball in my hand but it refused to appear. After that, the dream got real fuzzy and I woke up in the middle of the night.


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Next dream involved me going to some costume party. I decided to grab a Predator costume I had.

Fast-forward: I am at the party when I realize I don't have the head/mask to my Predator costume. The people at the college party start to stare, and I begin t feel judged.

Note: Was furious at myself for not trying to DEILD, spinning, or rubbing my hands yet again. I know it works because I have done it in prior lucids, I have just forgotten to for some reason. Even when attempting to stabilize my lucids, they are cut off even shorter. May be due to either me thinking about being asleep too much, or it being the end of that certain REM cycle for the night.

Possibly the most vivid dream I've had in recent memory and my first remembered lucid dream! Amazing, is all I can say. I took melatonin before sleeping, which may have contributed to everything. It truly is like nothing you've ever experienced. I will try to explain it in detail.

I'm watching movies with my family, one of which is Terminator I think, and eventually I get up and leave to go for a drive. I end up taking a car somewhere and now am on my way home. As I drive behind the guy in front of me, I lose footing on my brakes and try hard not to bump into him at a stoplight. I come very close to his bumper. At this point, when the light turns green, I guess I assumed I was driving on my own, but the view from my car still looked suspiciously close to his bumper. At this point, the view from my car and the backseat of his car, were completely relative. I was in the back right seat of his car now. As I looked behind me I noticed I was not in my car, or driving it, and it was nowhere to be found. So as he noticed me, I began to explain, telling him I didn't know how I got there and to just turn around. He takes the first turn and starts heading back to where my car might be. It's at this point I believe I think to look at my hand to see if it's normal, and to my extreme and utmost suprise, my hand is morphing. I can't really explain how it looks, but it switches from four fingers to more fingers to my hand again. I am in complete shock, but control myself as to not wake up. The car stops, I look around me through the windows. I am in a city, and in front of me are buildings, old buildings with billboards. Lots of people are out, walking around, I stare at some, some stare back at me. Words on the billboard change to nonsense to strings of sentences with no meaning. I am completely excited and happy I am lucid dreaming. I think I may have told the driver of the car this. It's infinite possibilities, just the thought of such is amazing. I wish I could share this feeling with people who nothing of it. It's like having your own world. Albeit hard to control at first.
Note: The driver of the car has a very worried and disgruntled look on his face for the entirety dream. This is the only expression I noticed and his face I can't remember or explain in detail.
I want to immediately test if I can do whatever I want. For some reason I look down at my feet and imagine something silly, and rather imagined just for the purpose of testing. My shoe slowly becomes a rainboot. It worked. But as I get out of the car, things began to lose context. I can only explain it as the foundation of 'reality' (reality being my dream) shaking. Breaking apart almost. My mind is shaking me awake, but not so easily. I try to hold my fantistic world together. The sun is shining. The driver gets out of the car, we are parked beside a streetlamp, in what appears to be the same location except closer to the buildings in front of us and now it's drizzling rain. Details change constantly. He runs into a house directly 100 feet or so in front of the car. So I follow. The house is vivid. I walk inside and there's a party going on. The living room is the first room as you walk in, I barge through past a dining table straight into a kitchen that is half-and-half the same room as the living room. At the end of the kitchen is a wall, a bulliten board with flyers and concert listings posted all over, in front of and below this wall are stairs leading to a basement. I follow the driver. In my mind, I am completely aware that my dream may fall apart at any moment. I am aware that time in the dream is considerably longer than real life, I began hurrying up despite this. I want to get back home. I walk down and pass some subconsious strangers, some look at me and some don't even notice me. I take a right into a room, it's got a fridge full of drinks, and two couches. I walk through that room and take another right into a different room where more people are. There is a table, a couch, and maybe a TV on the wall. I walk up to the table and try to fit in, allowing the atmosphere of the party to take over. Some people walk over and look at me and go over to some friends. I'm afraid someone will ask what I'm doing there and kick me out. I leave the room and go back to the room with the fridge. The couches are full of people. I sit down just to get up and open the fridge, I see many beverages. Root beer, Beer. At first what I think is orange soda, I grab to discover it's some sort of sparks drink. It's an assorted fruity alcholic beverage. Mandarin I believe. I grab it, and then I grab a bottle of coke, or something like that. I sit back down. I feel nervous, people look at me, someone asks why I grabbed two drinks. I don't see the driver anywhere. I leave the room and head back upstairs, where I bump into... the driver. I tell him I got to get outta here, and he stills looks quite disheveled. He nods yes. He almost seems too acceptant. I then ask him if he's here to guide me in my dream, he nods yes again. I run upstairs, now positive that I DO NOT want to wake up, that this cannot possibly even be a dream. I go to the living room, it is empty, there is a tv on, lights are dim, I go to the couch. There are piles of clothes laying all over. I remember stuffing things into a bag, trying to hurry to collect the two drinks and anything else I needed. It shouldn't have been that hard. I notice 5 dollars peeking out from someone's shirt, and I grabbed it. I hoped I could take it and use it in my dream, or hoping that when I awoke, I would still have the 5 dollars. I assumed the driver was back in the car. I open and leave the front door. It's raining out.

I am now back at home, and leaving my back door.It's raining out. I'm heading into my backyard. There is a car with it's headlights on parked beside a trailor, I run towards it. I know that my brother is inside with friends smoking, but I knock and ask anyway. A kid named AndyZ is driving. My brother pauses before answering but says yes. I say Alright, close the door and run back inside. I hear laughing from in the car before I'm inside.

From here, I appear at a river in Missouri. It is beautiful. It is quite shallow. My eldest brother grabs me and pulls me in further, much to my dismay. I yell and tell him this is why I hate this. He gets mad, stops struggling to bring me to the middle of the river and yells back before going on. I am with my entire family. The river beams with greens, blues and yellows reflecting off a sunset somewhere in the sky. I began a path upward the river beside the rocky and dirt-hilled side near the shore. The shore dissapears and to my side is only trees and stones, stones placed deliberatly. The sky is mighty and gorgeous. The trees fade, the river gets deeper. My dad is not far behind me. I feel like a young child in this part of my dream. I grab and climb above some rocks, getting out of the deep water that had me up to my neck and on my tip toes. These stones are smooth and like bricks but bigger. I climb above them as far as I can go, and look out on the other side. It is a dried out long strip of land. It is a mirror reflection of this river, except waterless. Abandoned construction vehicles sit stuck in mud, varying down the long stretch of mud and dirt.
I climb back down and walk along the stones until I reach a point where they no longer divide the two rivers. The river we are in slowly begins to dry out the farther we progress. This dream feels like days and days on end, we get to know people at stores in towns, but I don't remember how it ends. And I don't remember how I got there.

At some point it feels like I may have woken up in between the lucid and river dream. The river dream was not as controlled. It's hard to remember

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Note: I once again used my WILD to do some more training with Vegeta. My goals after that included finding the dragon man I epic failed to heal the last time I saw him. A party is going on at MoSh's, where there will no doubt be lots of people, drinks, food, some colorful art, and a lot of fun. Pablo needed a ride, so I picked him up on the way to MoSh's house. I planned on stopping by Walms' world, too, as I have yet to meet his kid, also named Walms, who is part feline, or so I've heard. After waking up from the training dream, I used my iPod without the light / sound machine to slip into another WILD…

When I entered my WILD I was in my kitchen. Without really thinking about what I was doing, I opened the fridge and rummaged through it until I found a thick slice of chocolate cake… my favorite. I was effectively distracted by eating the chocolate cake, and it wasn't until I was just about finished that I remembered I was supposed to be doing something. I opened a portal to Pablo's inner world and went through it into a beautiful forest.

There was a gentle breeze blowing through the trees as I stepped out of the portal. I took a moment to enjoy the songs of the birds and the smell of the trees. Fresh air is something there isn't nearly enough of in my home dimension. I focused on completing the task of locating Pablo. As if my decision to look for Pablo was a cue, a bunny hopped through an open area between a couple of trees followed closely by a fox. There was no doubt in my mind that the fox was Pablo.

So it looked like I would have to chase him down since he didn't seem to be lucid. No problem there, I transformed into a bobcat and pursued the fox into the forest bushes. In the form of a bobcat I found my senses of smell and hearing were greatly enhanced. I followed the sounds and the scent of the fox as it chased the bunny through the trees. When I was close enough to Pablo, I leapt forward and pounced on him, causing both of us to tumble over each other on the grassy forest floor. The sight of a fox and a bobcat playfully rolling around must have been a cute one.

I transformed back into my human form and asked Pablo if he was lucid. He just looked at me with big brown fox eyes and a look on his face that made it impossible to resist petting him. He made a soft purring sound when I scratched him behind the ears. I said I didn't know if he was lucid or not, but I would take him to the party at MoSh's as I had promised. I scooped the fox up into my arms as I opened another portal. At the last minute I remembered my intention to go see Walms and his kid Walms, so I redirected the portal to Walms' inner world. I carried Pablo through the portal.

Now I found that I was in yet another beautiful forest, though it felt significantly different from the one I had just left. The same breeze was blowing, I could smell the same fresh air; the difference wasn't something tangible, just a feeling I got. I uses a telepathic scan to search the area for Walms. I didn't see any trace of him there. I wondered if maybe he had already gone to MoSh's party. Perhaps he had spent as long as he wanted to waste here waiting for me and had decided to move on. That was ok, though, as I could meet Walms Jr. just as easily after the party as before it. Still cradling a soft and cuddly fox in my arms, I opened a portal to MoSh's inner world.

The first thing I noticed upon arriving at MoSh's inner world was that his house looked significantly different than I remembered it from earlier dreams. It was so much larger… before it had been a nice home, but pretty normal looking. The house that stood before me now looked more like a hotel than a single family home. For a brief instant I wondered if I was in the right place at all. I went to the door of the house and knocked. The door opened and MoSh welcomed me into the house. I set Pablo down as I looked around the room. I asked MoSh when he had moved into a mansion. MoSh stopped, turned and looked at me, asking me what I was talking about. I said his house looked completely different than it had on my last visit. MoSh looked around the house and said it was exactly the same as it had been. I looked around as well, absolutely certain that I had never seen MoSh's house like this before. It didn't seem to matter that I convince MoSh of that, however, I figured he was probably just not lucid. MoSh was smiling, he pointed out where there were snacks, drinks, and said the murals were down a specific hall. He said he had other guests to tend to. MoSh disappeared into a bustling crowd of people, most of whom I didn't recognize. Were they real people? Or just illusionary dream characters created to inhabit MoSh's inner world? For all of them to be real people would make this one of the largest shared dream in history.

After watching MoSh disappear into the crowd I turned towards the drink stand and went over there. Tall ears were visible over the rest of the crowd. I got closer to get a better look, and while I still didn't get a really good look, I could see someone was dressed as a giant bunny. That was no doubt Nomad. Chuckling to myself over the bunny costume, I went over and grabbed a strawberry cooler from an ice chest. Taking a drink of the sweet liquid, I headed towards the hall where MoSh had indicated there was a mural.

While the main room was practically packed with people, the hall with the mural had very few people in it. Pablo, still in the form of a cute little fox, was sitting on the ground observing the mural in a very interested manner. I looked at the paintings on the wall. They were very nicely done, different parts of the mural depicted various people I know, including me, in various scenes. There were action scenes, scenes of us having fun together, scenes with just one or two of us, scenes with all of us… The scenes lined up to form a sort of story progressing over time. The first scenes depicted Nomad, MoSh, and I followed by ones where Asuka was added. A bit later Tigress and Silver joined the group; Pablo and Loaf made appearances throughout the scenes. It was a bit closer to the end that I saw a figure surrounded by a dark aura, and I saw that was Walms. Some of the later scenes also depicted me with a dark aura surrounding me as well. The scenes also depicted many of the enemies that all of us have faced. I picked up the cute little fox in the hall and started petting him as I held him in my arms. Pablo started purring again as I was absent mindedly stroking. I was still petting the fox when everything faded around me and I woke.

I took a nap between 11:30 am and 1 pm, and this is my dream I had.

My dad took my sister and I to a place out in the desert. It was nighttime there. We had to work for my dad. He was throwing a giant party for the US army. I can't remember which one, though. A sergeant was standing beside my dad. I was told to stand at the front door, show my "badge" to the people, and tell them where to go. My sister was just supposed to hold the door open on the other side of the building.

Later on, we were in a different place, like in my room at my dads house. It was just a bit brighter. My older sister and her friend were doing a little dance to some cheap music in front of us with dress up clothes. Lol. How funny that was. They walked slowly into a closet, and they never came out. My big sister's robe of some type got hung on the door as she was walking away, and I pulled it off. I just then noticed that my guy friend Mike was there. I think he said, "I dreamt of being superman last night." After hearing this, somehow it didn't occur to me that I might be dreaming. "Spiderman." I replied. (I actually thought I had dreamed of spiderman? What the heck?) "Or this." I indicated to the robe in my hands. (It seemed oddly familiar). Then I must have woken up.

I was going to Barnes and Noble with my friend for school.

"I used to go a Roman Catholic church, but now I go to a Christian church," she said.

"Ok," I said. "So what church do you go to?"

"St. Joe's," she replied. She then handed me something. It was a piece of platic grid about the size of the palm of my hand, with fake flowers woven into it. On one of the bottom corners, there was a small balloon, about a quarter of the size of the grid, maybe larger. It was a happy face balloon.

"Remember when you made this at my party last year?" she asked.

I didn't remember, but I thought it was cool. "Oh yeah." I pretended I did. "Thanks."

We walked over to a long table amid the large bookcases. There were several laptop computers on it, and we both sat down and got to work. After awhile, I wandered off to the end of the table, where there was a turning rack filled with various things. There were a couple of strange looking notebooks, labeled "miniature notebooks". It was a square with about two inch sides. The covers of the notebook were wooden, and you pulled them apart pulling one up and the other down. The paper in the middle opened like a post-it stack. I checked the price. It was five dollars. I thought that was a bit too expensive, so I set it back down. My eye caught something else, though. It was a balloon on a stick.

It was small, the stick being maybe eight inches tall. The balloon was very tiny, smaller than a baseball. It was a yellow happy face. I immediately wanted this, but the price was $9.08. I thought that was way too expensive, so I set it down sadly and went to look at some books.

I saw a search computer that you could use to find books in the store. I searched first for a book on lucid dreaming but I found it had bad reviews, so I searched for another book on it. This one looked good, so I went and found it. It seemed way too short, though, and not something I wanted to buy, so I put it back. Then I remembered that I had wanted to read Ender's Game. I searched for it and didn't find anything. I saw this guy I know also looking at books, and then I went back to the table.

By this time, other people were there, and I had to squeeze in. The computer that I had been looking at before had been closed, and the top of it looked like a Nintendo DS. I thought this was a bit strange - why would there be a large DS on the table? But then somebody flipped it open and I saw that it was a computer.

A few of the people at the table and I went back to my house, because I was going to have a party. I grabbed my sweatshirt.

My other friend, Michelle, came up to me. "Only you would wear that sweater," she said.

I thought about it. Maybe I shouldn't wear my sweater after all. I set it back down and went home. We went up to my room where this other girl, Jessica, and I sat down. She put down her bag, and I put down mine. I was a bit jealous of her bag, because it was prettier.

Several other things happened, and I'm not sure what they all are.

However, after that I was sitting down, thinking that my party that was supposed to be so fun was a complete failure. I was upset, and then I woke up.

"Oh I get by with a little help from my friends,
Mmm, I get high with a little help from my friends,
Mmm, I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends."
~ The Beatles, With a Little Help from My Friends

The guys (and some girls) and I were at Papa Gino's, but it seems like it looked, well, GOOD in there. Nice wooden feel to it. Anyway, I was there with my friends Dylan, Bridget, and Justin, although Justin isn't really my friend. I find nothing likable in him. NO MATTER! We, and some other guys, were all eating foods, and I got a hot dog. My dog, Arte, was supposed to get bacon with his meal and give it to me, but he didn't get any bacon.
We were all supposed to bring our own lunches as well. I don't know why. That makes no sense. However, some people, in that typical fashion of other people being unreliable, forgot their lunches. However, some did bring empty gift bags, so that was ok.

"lol sure, you can have my bacon. This makes perfect sense."

06.05.2010

88: 5.6.10; 9:15AM Birthday Party and Antique Dresses for Julia. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm at ma's house, during a birthday party for Julia. Sarah and some of her friends are there and start watching a movie on a massive TV, and I watch a little of it.

Later, I'm buying antique dresses for Julia.