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In Prison

I was in prison. I was wearing an orange overalls and a purple woolly hat I felt like I was in SR2. The prison had cold steel walls that reflected a cool blue it was almost like an ice-prison and the inmates were all in a cult.

The Joker was there and he was the leader of them and he said that they would break free a wall was blown up and I escaped into Stilwater. I got to the Red Light Loft in SR2 and I saw my family, my grandma came up to me and said that there were police there. She was crossed eyed in the dream when she isn't in real-life.

I walked across to where the police were and ran away when I heard the sirens.

No WBTB until I'm better.

Also, I'm going to write this one as if it's a story. Let's see how this'll work out. The parts I don't remember will be represented as an ellipsis.

Expect it to jump around. There's going to be a few plot holes.



I could only use one element at a time, it seemed, represented by my failure to fuse rock and water. The mud born from the experiment sank me down to the bottom of the pond, where it then proceeded to restrict my movement. The room I was in was just large enough for a small pond, and a path around it that seemed to lead into the next room, marked by a dark doorway. The pond itself was wholly artificial, and resided within a large cubic indentation in the middle of the room. Lily pads of varying size and shape populated the surface of the somber-colored water, and every quick glance at the pond emulated within me the sense of danger that mixing elements presented me with. ...and jump from platform to platform, as you would in a game...on our adventure.


Anthony and I, along with some faceless friends, thought it best to use the rocket scooter. ...We knew we wouldn't be able to get out so easily. I took inventory of our surroundings. Snow blanketed the entire area, and business was booming. Crowds devoured the product stands, and tourists walked about the place. To my left, there was a stand built out of the walls of the enormous, inside-out hill we were all inside. While business was indeed flourishing, many people seemed eager to play in the water at the shore to my right. I could see through the hole above the stand in front of me that the Olympics were going to start soon. I looked up at the snowy hill we flew down, and could barely make out the top. The wall behind me responded to its doppelganger with a half-pipe sort of shape. With a bit of thought, I arrived at the idea of momentum. I mounted the rocket sled we came on and put my plan into action. It seemed to be working for a little bit, but I found myself sliding back down the hill only inches from my goal. Another man grabbed my attention when he grew frustrated with a similar problem to mine, and decided to dig his way out. Just then the dog was in many, tiny, blocky pieces, and committed a foul act on the red carpet. The house we were in consisted of only a single room, and a door to the road from where we came. There was a red couch at the far end of the room, and complemented the position of the door. Miscellaneous pictures and paintings hugged the maroon walls, and where there were none, there were windows from which I could make out the Olympic ditch far down below.


We needed to execute a quiet escape if we were going to get away from the experiments they were performing on human subjects. The sheer size of the island would be enough to discourage most people, but we were up to the task. Dylan and I kept our cool for the most part, but James Franco was nervous about our plan. The prison complex we were getting out of turned out easier to navigate than initially expected. Dylan's acid spit kept spewing from his mouth, and served as a constant reminder of the position we were in. We were out of the bulk of the complex, and we enter the night air. There wasn't much room on the metal rafters that we had to continue on. From the rafters, I could see the ocean. The calmness of the dark waters juxtaposed the danger we all faced. ...As I pulled myself up on the platform, I froze. The surveillance monkeys fled their cages, and knew their targets. I had to keep still until they turned away, and when they did, I seized my chance and climbed up. Hitler below me several stories down was not a happy fellow. James Franco chose a very bad time to have a nervous breakdown.

Sorry the third dream isn't written as strongly as the other two. I got lazy.

Also, I might do this again, but a little differently. I felt limited the way I did it this time.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

20-10-11 Chill out intentions, see if I can find Kaomea, otherwise just stand still so people can find me.

“Bus travel, talking about dreams”

I am travelling on a bus with a couple of my female friends. I notice a girl, who I made an ass out of myself in front of at one point. She has been out all night and I can tell this because she is wearing the same dress she was the night (or maybe a couple of nights?) before. It is this dress that is open on the back all the way down to her waist and is really short. It looks roughed up and dirty, which is to be expected from such a heavy session out. It is beige/brown. I know she has been out for a long time, but I don't mention it to the others.

We get to the end of our drive and get out. The girl asks if anyone has a lighter as she wants to light a cigarette. I know I have one, but I await to see if anyone else wants to help her. Then the friends I am with asks me if I have a lighter, I ask if she hasn't found one yet and when my friend says no I light her cigarette. I am surprised to find that she lights it inside the bus. I get my lighter back

I walk outside the bus. I have a cigarette and I see Mikkel Nyholm in a bus that is parked right next to ours. He also has a cigarette. I run into my cousin and we start talking about dreams. He mentions that obviously his dreams aren't as cool as mine and I say “Wellll yeeeeaahh... wellll” (lol). He talks about how he bought loads of cocaine and how he wanted to buy a kilo for like 10 DKK, which obviously is stupidly cheap. Then Kaiser walks over and, because he believes that Morten is talking about waking life, wanting to get high (?). My cousin looks concerned about the fact that Kaiser can't tell that he is talking about a dream.
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“Prison with my brother-in-law”

I get thrown into prison and it scares me a bit. I talk to my cousin Michael, who is also getting jailed though I don't recall our crime, if they have separate sections for rockers and the like. He explains that they haven't though they talked about implementing it at one point, they figured out it was against the constitution or something like that.

We get thrown into different ends of the hallway of the jail. When I go into my cell I figure out that I am celled in with my brother-in-law. I had some suspicions about this and reads the name again but the text is a bit blurred (I remember thinking though that when I saw it was him I recognised the writing).

Although selfish I am a bit relived that I am in a cell with someone I know. I enquire as to why he is in prison and he explains that he has been in a fight. I ask further and he tells me he doesn't really feel like elaborating on it, but then he does anyway.
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“Dude, I have already been to jail, we are fucking dreaming, please understand the massiveness of the situation!”

I got to a boxing match and Pil was there. I am stood by the ring looking out over the audience. Jacob and this boxing name was boxing Samir something. I am looking back out over the audience and Pil is now talking to me about Thursday, we were supposed to do something, which will carry into Friday as well.

Then I think that I am supposed to be thrown into jail on Friday so we can't do it there “I'll take mental note of that” Pil say. I get Lucid. “Pil you don't understand the implications of this statement! We are dreaming”. “Oh yeah” he says as if he doesn't care, I grab hold of him telling him “Dude we are dreaming, this is massive! Think about this, Dude you are dreaming”. “Yeah well I don't really find that interesting anyway” (I need to have a chat to my mate about his attitude about being in my dreams! =P).

I try and get the dream to stabilise, but the environment is really dark and there are all of these flashing lights and the dream fades.

Notes: This dream is the sole product of using the dicta phone. I only remembered it when listening to the recordings =)
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“Dashing through the snow,with Franky's singing elves, I stop to spot a Mannequin and then I walk along” (The title makes more sense if you sing it!)

I am asleep, lying on a sun bed or similar though I am inside. I have a lot of pillows. My family is talking about that someone is allowed to go and knick a pillow from me while I am sleeping, they don't know I can hear what is going on. I have plenty of pillows, but I am being an idiot and don't really want to let one go.

I try and look offended as the woman steals my pillow and I stand up and lean against the sofa. I just can't stand up so I turn around and lie down again. This time in the opposite direction to what I was before. My head is close to the outer wall and I start letting my mind drift. I get the sensation that I am floating out of my skull through the wall down towards the ground.

I am not really seeing much at this point, but the a white house starts flickering vague in my perceptual field and I start clinging on to this image and soon enough the dream starts manifesting, as I will it to. I look up and see my cousin's cousin Mathias in the window. The window has brown frames and opens outwards double door style.

Mathias asks me if it isn't about time I let my awareness float to my own position and I agree to this. As I do this it drops to the ground and I feel embodied and start walking around. It is fairly bright, but all of a sudden the brightness is only in a smaller circle around me, while utter darkness is outside this circle. I drop to the ground and start feeling it in order to stabilise. During this I manage to grab a rotten apple that I clench my hand around and feel the mashed apple between my fingers. I also remember feeling the grass a bit.

I wake up in the same spot still in the dream, but having lost lucidity (damn, this is quite rare for me :/). My cousin starts joking about what I was just doing, and I explain to him that it was rather important that I was trying to stabilise the dream. He sort of interrupts my explanation in a resigning manner letting me know he understands, but he wanted em to explain it so his cousin would understand as well (I can't believe I didn't turn lucid again! =P).

Then I go through the house and look at some blue prints. These aren't technical blue prints though but situational, locational and seasonal spells. They are of little value I think, but I pick one of them. that says “The little friends have left a gift”.

Then the Vegas style show music starts playing with Frank singing about the elves and how people underestimate them. Something about reconnecting with the “little friends” and the “prickly friends” and clearing our complete misunderstandings, I get the feeling the spell might be more powerful than I originally anticipated.

I start walking around the house in the evening feeling content, not quite happy, just without strain. There is snow all over the place and I reach down and grab this in my hands. The texture is both melting and dry snow. It is powdery and light, while still being malleable into a snowball, which I know cause I test it, though I don't throw it anywhere.

I look though a large window in the house and see a couple of rows of mannequins, and amongst the dolls there are too living people standing looking at each other, smiling lightly. I get the feeling that they are in love and acting playfully. The woman looks out for me, she looks rather concerned as if she knows me, but I just smile and carry on, just contemplating being while the elf music is playing (lol).
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“Celebration of life party”

I have a celebration party for Aase who is intending to gear down in life. We haven't really understood that this was happening before. The reason I know it is happening now is because there is this card I have read previously where we explain it. The card says something about her having loved her life and the way it has panned out, but now she thinks it is time for her to gear down a bit.

Dream 1

I was in school and we were going on a trip to somewhere. I was having a bad hair day and people were taking pictures and put it on facebook. We were going to somewhere that looked like China and my teacher was strict. She looked like Miss Trunchball.



I went to the place with my girlfriend and peole started shooting me so I flew away. Once again I went through this dream a few times (I think twice). The second time I slipped off a flying ship or something and was stuck in a crevice. I called my friend for help but he flew off, leaving me to muster up strength to escape and fly away. He looked like Terry from The Firm (2009).



Then we went back to school and I completely blanked my friend who deserted me. He was apologising but I wasn't having any of it.

Dream 2

I was in a prison-like place where we were going to beat up up one of the "prisoners" who looked like Ben Mitchell.

My chief said "We're fight him like it was "Rise of The Foot Soldier". Then one of the other guards said "I saw that, it wasn't that good". We all laughed then went downstairs to the cell. It looked more like a docking bay than a prison but whatever.

False Awakening

I had many FA's today but I don't remember that many.

I wrote more in my DJ.

My mum told me that I could have pizza on Sunday when I usually have it on Saturday. Some times I think my mind is giving me dream signs.

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

17-09-11 Some wizard is channelling a spell into a prison, controlling some inmates and guards, they are casting a black magic spell that will make one of the wizard's enemies' hart explode.

I can't help myself, I am somewhat addicted to the magic and I continue. I hear a voice telling me it is dark stuff, but I am too intrigued.

I am not supposed to be in the prison I am walking down the stairs to the right until I get down to the bottom. I then look over my left shoulder where the target is standing on a platform surrounded by 6-8 people who are helping with the black magic.

Someone on my team is apparently releasing the other prisoners from their mind control. I think it is too late.
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Something about Bradley Cooper and Bob Downey Jr. We are part of a movie and it somehow involves a road trip. We are sort of re enacting a film and at one point a I get this comment, “no we shouldn't be holding still here, but rather arrive spontaneously from the other side”. Something about how awesome, yet unexpected if Bob Jr actually comes, but he ends up saying yes.

Skip.

A discussion takes place with Bradley Cooper who on drugs has seen a naked man shave his penis that looked more like a Christmas tree (or an elf). Then I see the vision and think there is nothing to be worried about.
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I am in some sort of resort I think, close to the beach and with trees all around and a shopping centre. My family and I are there.

skip.

The dream jumps to me in the house of a private investigator that is following me for some reason. I meet an Asian woman in the house who after a little while, I think I threaten her a bit tells me where I can find this private investigator.

I find him and now they are two against me and he is quite a bit bigger than me as well. He is Caucasian with broad shoulders and fairly long blondish hair.

I start punching him in the face and alternate a bit between hitting him and the Asian woman while thinking something along the lines of “Evil bitch, you want equal rights? face equal consequences!”. Doesn't actually take a lot of rationalisation to justify punching a woman in the face. I think I get the message across that he should stop following me around

Skip

Back at the supermarket it is daytime and I notice the small van of the PI. I see him standing next to it and start running towards him, I notice he has a knife in his hand but I don't care. I charge him, think punching him I the stomach and he stabs me high in my right arm.

I briefly think that the pain is far milder than I expected, before I pull out the knife and look at it and notice the blade is fairly short. Then I charge further into grabling range of the PI (where he should have the advantage over me) and bury the blade in his throat.

He doesn't resist for that long and I push him down to rest in an elevated bed of flowers knife still in his throat. Then I take his van, I wonder where my family has gone, but I need to get away. I get inside the van which is very small with only one seat and hope the key is still in, which it isn't but it can still start.

Then I start driving up the pavement and people move out of the way (think the car can only drive about 10 MpH anyhows. The dream ends when I get stuck trying to drive into a tunnel, though the scenery returns in a latter dream and maybe even the pesky PI.
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I am by the same spot of land with the PI story line and now it is night time and windy as fuck.

Someone is already in a plane waiting for me to return. The area has to be evacuated and has been a long time ago. I notice the PI's van is there and there is a man trying to get in it. He is no ordinary man though. His legs are gone and you can see his spine and guts hanging out. Besides his facial features looks slightly skeletal, maybe more like his has been flayed from his face.

He doesn't seem to mind too much, he can still leap a good 10-15 metres and is shouting in a mad voice. I explain something to him or one of my companions that it will probably take him about 10 years to fully recover due to his innate mutant healing factor, but that he will recover none the less.

He notice us and become interested and shout out cackling “You have a means to get out of this place?” He starts making his way towards the plane and I hope we make it before he reaches it. The dream ends.
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In said plane it is more or less on auto pilot and Bob (the actor version from the Dresden Files series) is guiding a child who is flying the plane.

The kid has to dodge quite a lot of obstacles in the form of hangar ships out on the water, and sometimes he is selecting quite dangerous routes through tunnels and barely avoiding parked planes.

“That is why we say Cari..Bou” emphasising the break in the middle of the word that is the name of the plane. The kid has a habit of pulling straight up or straight down and Bob wants him to focus on softer turns.
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I find two ducklings that are tiny. They can both fit in the palm of one hand. I decide to raise them so I grab a big bowl of water for them to swim in. After putting the first in and looking at it as it realise that it is pretty much a natural boat the other one loose both it's legs, which terrifies me.

I grab it and put it in the water and the legs seem back.

The entire dream is oriented about the trouble I am having raising these ducks and my family doesn't seem to care.

I return and the water is being brought to boiling point and I find the small duckling on the stove without its legs again. (actually I remember writing down this fragment in a FA from the lucid I had).

I return and the ducklings are now swimming around in minestrone soup.
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I am lying in my bed after a brief moment of being awake. I start talking to myself, just let the HHs roll. They don't really intensify that much, but instead I am faced with the feeling of starting to fall deeper into my bed and shortly after I wake up and immediately look at my hands. Surprisingly they look human, though something is off, they might be too chubby or something, but it is difficult to describe.

I can't really trust it, but I am positive I was just falling asleep so I find a pot and drag it towards me telekinetically. Nothing happens the first second, but then the pot falls to the floor as I continue the mental pull.

Chess! dream confirmed. I walk to the window and bump against it, but walk through it with a bit more effort and trust in the fact that it is possible. Right what do I want to do, “Blasting rod” I decide and walk over to some bushes and start rummaging through the shadows.

I think I better not find some sort of lame drumstick like the televised Dresden series, but this is of course exactly what I find. I keep looking through the shadows of this bush and find scorched furniture wood that seems promising at first until I discover it is made of plywood.
I feel the dream wobbling a bit and I start touching the grass and leaves towards the ground and trying to see if I can smell something. The leaves look fairly detailed, though I notice they have a tinkling spark to them that seems a bit off. Otherwise the colours of autumn are represented in the leafs green, red, brown and yellow.

Rasmus B, an old school friend comes walking towards me from the direction of the house I was just in. I look up and point the blasting rod towards him to see if I can make fire. I wake up.

FA: My flatmate comes back from holiday, his face looks weird, but I wonder if it is just because he is tanned.

I look down and see my new blasting rod, though it is a bit more curved and have some semi-scorched colourings “Oh would you look at that” I think to myself “My blasting rod has manifested from the dream world” (DOOOOOOH!!! XD)

I start carving in it and is amazed that I can make markings like a hot knife through butter, though the material seems as hard as ivory. I start cutting a small sigil that eventually becomes a big rather deep “V” to indicate that it is mine.

I remember starting off in a dungeon of a facility like alcatrez which was elevated on a very tall hill and the hill was surrounded by water.

I was with my Dad, brother (taterking5), and my uncle (Jwhitley's dad). We were in the dungeon but I never could figure out why. We kept trying to find a way out until we discovered the window bars came off.

We looked out the window and the drop to the ground was too high and jumping would surely end with feet in your brain. Below our window ledge about 1 story below us was a water flume coming out of the facility. We details iced to see if we could aim for that.

My dad and bro went first. My dad made it to the flume, but my bro missed entirely and crashed into the ground. We all panicked and couldn't believe what had happened when suddenly he reappeared next to me. Turns out when we die we return to the previous place before death! We didn't ask why.

My dad jumped and landed on another hill 2 stories below the flume. After many deaths and revivals we all made it to the ground safely. We looked out to the water and we were all on a beach. I then had a strange sudden realization that 2hat had just happened couldn't have been real and then became aware of the dream.

Everyone and everything started getting brighter and fuzzier and I thought I was waking up and panicked and dove into the water. Everything slowly became normal again except I was sinking and couldn't surface. I was telling myself I can't drown in a dream as I was swimming back up and eventually overcame the sudden pull toward the ocean floor. I came up out of the water and everyone was back to normal and not fading like before when i thought the dream was fading.

I got back up to the hill and started trying to summon lightning on the horizon but had to give up because I saw some prison guards running towards us. I separated from the group and started to swim away from the facility and towards land. I went toward the road and started running. I saw a wall that extended as far as I could see and realized I was walled in and I was not free yet. I then ran to a guard station and tried to determine how I was going to get past the two guards at the station. One was on my side of the gate and one was outside the gate. I saw that the one on the inside of the gate was standing with no weapon and the one outside of the gate was sitting down but I couldn't tell if he had a weapon or not. I grabbed a stick and slammed it into the head of the guard on my side of the gate (if I wasn't in such a rush I probably would have thought to try and do more dream control). I knocked out the guard when the other stood up with an RPG.



Then time moved in slow motion when he went to squeeze the trigger as I dove behind the station booth. I saw the explosion go off with dirt and chunks of concrete flying everywhere. I knew he would have to take the time to reload it so I ran around the booth, jumped over a wooden fence (went from concrete walls to a wooden fence somehow) and jump on him with a rock and beat him with it until he was unconscious.

I then heard sirens going off so I guess the guard called for reinforcements before I beat the crap out of him. I ran to get to anything that could get me away and found a red 2011 Silverado crew cab like my dad's and for some reason I thought it was my truck. I ran to it and the keys were in it along with a bunch of airsoft guns in the back seat and airsoft gun pistols in the door pockets. I told myself that I could just use some dream control to make them real guns. I then realized that the road was the same road as the livingston camp grounds that our Church goes to for a weekend every year and I saw my cousins Ben and Brett riding bikes down the road and they looked at me and gave the nod (you know raising your head to acknowledge and then continuing with whatever you were doing). I started the truck and started backing it up and then I woke up.

I can't believe I didn't try more control, I guess I was just afraid of getting captured or waking up that I just decided to continue on with the dream with no fear of death knowing I was dreaming...

Vesterguard's Dream

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

12-09-11 I am in the camping grounds of my grand parents, though it isn't a camping grounds, but a prison. I am there with Nancy from weeds and we are both incarcerated. It isn't a bad prison, in fact we can regularly go outside and have a little hut to ourselves.

We keep looking up and see this fighter jet circling the grounds getting closer and closer. At one point it actually flies a couple of inches above the grounds on the road outside in a loop. This gets improved even further as the pilot takes the loops inside the dirt road inside the grounds and minimise the space needed for the loops.

Nancy and I start giving him thumbs up and waving at him and he eventually lands. He is a small fello and he isn't wearing a shirt. Think he has the hots for Nancy. I briefly consider if I should care, but I agree with myself that there is no need. He goes inside, think he hints to me to do what I want in the mean time.

Nancy and him discuss if he will be able to take off again and I explain that it is one of those hover jets that can take off vertically. He acknowledge this, but also explains that it would be quite expensive fuel wise to do so.

Notes: think the shitty recall is from having a massive headache all day and spending most day in doing a presentation for uni.

Prisoner of Love (FRAG)

I was either in a prison or a intensive camp and I was flirting with this one girl. It counted that I was in a thing with this girl bt then later on I was seen flirting with another girl and then the first girl came in and saw me and was all piss so then I was trying to win her back and things but none of it worked. The camp (i'm going with camp) counselor kept trying to gently get me to stop because nothing seemed to be working but I was stupid and stubborn and kept trying and ended up doing more harm then good. There were magical aspects of this dream but I can't remember them...

Camp Delights

Me and my friends Nick and Frankie were driving through the woods when we stumbled upon this campsite. It was cool because we were at the top of the hill and the campsite was further down and there were 2 paths, one was a straight down path and the other was a swirly san fran hill path. We took the straight. When we got to the bottom I'm pretty sure there were multiple buildings but we decided to be squaters in this one building. It was full of normal things that happened somewhat strangely-the one I can remember was when I got hungry, I would get a pancake from the closet, put it on the bottom side of a skateboard deck and snap the part of the deck that was holding the pancake off of the rest of the deck and use it like a plate. I did this twice. Then I saw an old person in red walking quickly away. He saw me and we had to get out of there as soon as possible. We all ran out to the car but there were these three small 8ish yr old kids who were hanging off of Frankie and he had to violently push them off. We started the car and went on the swirly path up the hill because surely the old man would have called the cops and they were headed down the main st. I was in the back seat and there was a blanket that I was trying to get under wile still watching what was happening on the outside. We passed these strange tank like machines that I knew were for construction and then I woke up.

08.18.2011

Sing To Me (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was dreaming but I can't remember it any more. It seems I became lucid but I woke up into a new dreamscape.

I was in a locker room or bathroom or something. There were a lot of people in there. I spontaniously realized it was a dream and I mentaly stablized. I saw a girl that was gitting treated badly by a group of guys. I told them to leave her alone. They got angry and tried to attack me. Me and the girl started running. I remembered I needed to do the task of having a DC sing to me and that I had frogoten to do it in the fragment before this one. I told her to sing to me while we were running but there was to much going on. A group of cops tried to stop us. One struck at me but I dodged it and another had a tommy gun and I dissarmed it from him. I king kong vaulted over a very high wall and proceded to fly into the air. I turned around and pepered the cops with the tommy gun and flew off. I flew a distance and landed in a wooded area. I pulled out my phone and intended to call my dream guide. I had put a false contact named dream guide in waking life. The contacts list was all scrambled up and had random people I hadn't put on there but I couldn't find my dream guide on there. I destablized and entered a new dream scape.

I found myself on a wooden floor surounded by a bambo cage. There were other people in there with me. Gaurds came by and I didn't know how to act. All the other prisoners got to the back wall so I did too. I was being taken to a higher level. One of the prisoners said that it was better the higher the level. The gaurds guided me through the structure that was mostly wooden. I saw other cells filled with prisoners. The gaurd led me up some stairs and into a new cell. It was open to the outside and I realized that we were high off the ground somewere tropicle. I started remembering that it was a dream again. All the people in my cell were female. I noticed something about one of their eyes and said that they were very pretty. She said ya she gets that a lot. I noticed that they were yellow and very bright and they had no pupils. She said that because of it she was blind. I saw visions reflected in her eye balls some how, it was quite cool. Two of the girls was standing at the edge and were crying. They were going to jump but I grabbed them and pulled them back in. I told them that there is always a better option. I remembered that I should do the ToTM so I asked them to start singing. They looked at my questioningly and were still snifling. I told them to start singing something even if it was just Merry Had a Little Lamb. I counted down three, two, one and we all started singing Merry Had a Little Lamb. Yay task completed. We were singing pretty loud and the gards came to stop us. We all got against the back wall. I woke up into an FA.

I was in bed and really felt like I had woken up but knew I was still probably dreaming. I tried to roll out of my body and induce a OBE. I fell onto the ground but didn't care and it didn't hurt. I got up and got the covers off me and looked to see if my body was still there. It wasn't. I wondered weather I was still dreaming but didn't do an RC. I went to wright down the dream and ontop of my dream journal was a history book with a bookmark of a page about a tibetan prison. There was a picture of it and it looked just like I guessed it did from the inside. It was built in between two rocky cliffs. I wondered how this was a real place and how the book got there but still didn't do a RC. My mom came in and I asked her about the book but she didn't know were it came from. She is actualy out of town right now but I still didn't do an RC. She left and I woke up for real this time.

I was in USLS. Was doing some exercise or something. Me and a guy friend went down the stairs just outside of the library.

I was in our town plaza. Vampires all around. One, a friend vampire(?), was pretending to suck my blood so that the other vampires will leave me alone. I was on the ground, with desert sand, although there are small lines of water passing through the sand. The sky is yellowish, cloudy. I "heard" an explanation in my head that explains vampires walk on the walls/ceiling so that they can better smell their prey.

After a while, the vampires started to sense me.

I recall a fight, inside a supermarket or factory. I was with some people. Allies. We're trying to get out. We were able to go through the enemies, but the garage door-like entrance was already closing. Then we were caught by an enemy female doctor/scientist, in white lab coat and ponytailed black hair, wearing eyeglasses. We were stuck in ice blocks, and we were told not to move or we would be cut.

A comrade, a guy who looked like the enemy army guy in the movie Avatar, with his short white hair, muscled frame, and commander demeanor. We listened to how the female doctor can't reach her full potential, and our comrade sympathized with her. He swore to get her out of here.

We were put in cages. One of our comrades, a bipedal beagle with a red cape, wanted to pee. I saw him try to hide, as he pee, and then he did something. The next scene, I was with my fellow prisoners. We heard an explosion, and then we were told by the guards that our ally is dead.

I was in our home town, walking with Mike G. His father owns a store in our home town. We went there. His brother is also there. We saw the store closed. It was an internet store. I was playing a game there, and I saved them in various computers. When we went in and opened the store, kids went in to play. The only remaining station where I saved my game was one where I didn't go far in the game. It was station 2.

I was falling. We were falling from the sky. Everything seems to be falling from the sky; bit and pieces of machinery and metal. We were in a wide field, with some buildings afar, and a sea beyond it. We saw the huge, yellowish moon, and a coming lunar eclipse.

We saw our bipedal dog ally standing on top of one of the crashed metal ships, as if it was the most natural thing on earth. We then went directly to the fortress of the enemy. We tried to sneak in, but when I climbed to the second floor, the enemy saw us. I kicked one off the second floor towards an ally on the first, and they fought.

Then I had to fight a stronger foe. He was carrying a retractable white stick. So was I. He was stronger, and he told me that the next time he hits my left hand, it's over. I went into a rage and defeated him, although "I" was away from my body then.

Then I was with a guy. We were supposed to go to Forest Park/Mansilingan. We were waiting for an Eroreco jeep, going south.

We faced the huge, turtle "jumping board." The others have been fighting him before I arrived at the scene. Then one of us hit him physically, and he started complaining to the boss. The boss, who looked like the chief of Grimoire Heart, used magic to turn the huge turtle into a tube-shaped stick, and they all went into it, including a "prince," his son.

We traveled with it, but we can hear them talking and making noise, so we decided to leave them behind, and hid them under some palm-shaped leaves in a forest. The last thing I heard was that they notice it's sunrise/sunset.

I am at my house alone. The radio is on. A special message comes onto the radio. It's saying " Lock all your doors and close all your windows. A psychotic Killer is on the loose in these areas...". He is in my area so I lock the doors and stuff. I hide under my bed. Within a few minutes I hear someone messing around with the front door. I get freaked out. The door now opens. My dad comes home he is home early today. We lock everything again. Soon, my brother,sister,and mom come home. I tell them about it but they just shrug it off. They go in the pool. They invite their friends to go in the pool. So then I go in the pool. My moms friend who runs a website forgot his password to something. I Knew it though. He asks me for it. I tell him the password is "Imfat2" after the pool I go to my grandmas house. My brother accidentally dropped a chip. My aunt freaked out and put him in time out. My brother is seventeen. I do the same but pick it up quickly before anyone notices.

I dont remember this part that well. All I can remember is being in the car with this Kevin James like guy. He is taking me to jail. Why? I don't know.I end up in prison but I think I escaped.

Length: Quite a while
Lucid: Only in some parts
Accuracy: Well, it was mostly clear, but parts fadded as I woke.

I was taken to a town. It was a renncoance type town, and very pretty. There was a stone path way with different buildings and stores. Lights hung from building to building like Christmas lights. It was night time. The whole dream was night. Now, I don't remember who took me, but I remembered why. They said I was a were-wolf. That I could turn into a wolf, and this place they would keep me^ forever so I could train to shift and work for them. I joined a group of about 20 kids, all my age at a carnvial type stand. Like when you go to a carnival and you see all those carnival games? That type of stand. They wanted a health-check to see if I really was a were-wolf and they checked my teeth of all things.

So I passed and then we were all taken to a feild. As we left town the area became more like the country. Big corn feilds we passed as we hiked down a dirt path. Soon we stopped at a huge feild. Just a huge green grassy feild. A small ruin castle was near us. We were to begin training as wolves he.

Our first assignment was to build a fort and crouch behind it. I remember thinking how odd that was considering it was a feild and I didn't have a fort by time, time was up. The man training us was very stern and cruel and he said pretty much that I sucked and to bad.

The next assignment was A game of tag. It wasn't like normal tag because when the other person found you, you could fight them. It was to "help our wolfish senses". The game of tag I remember was extraordinary because you could run as long as you like without faltering or tiring and you could do these flips over people. When I got raged I easily fought off my opponent in the ruin castle. I was invincible! Now by this point in the dream, I had fully excepted that I was a shape-shifter and I would be staying there for life.

The last thing I saw before my dream came to end was another group of older kids in the corn feild. It was another group of were-wolves and we watched them shift into wolves and it must have startled me so much I woke up around 10:00AM

I'm not into twilight and all, by wolves are my favorite animal so I think I might have an idea where my mind got this one from XD

I have from time to time had prison dreams. Although not in a long time and seldom recorded.

I was sitting on the toilet in a dingy bathroom watching a picture tube TV. As I began to notice my surroundings. I realized I was in a men's bathroom that was packed with rugged men who looked down on their luck.

As a group walked out, one man squeezed my hand in a suggestive way. I retracted my hand quickly. I took a look at the gray jumpsuits and realized with a certain level of fear: I was in prison and I was one of the smallest friendliest faces around.

I made my voice extra deep and tried to make dull and ignorant sounding statements. I left the bathroom with lurching gate. I entered a community area and there was my best friend Joe, his other best friend, my GF, and a few other people.

I wondered what we all had done. I took my GF aside into a storage like room with a connecting walk way over an enclosed courtyard. I had the impression she was merely a visitor. I asked her:

"How did I end up in prison? I don't remember even going to a trial."

She told me my name was on an arrest list. I started looking around trying to take in the predicament and how I would need to act to survive. It crossed my mind I was arrested due to a case of mistaken identity. I looked past the courtyard where I saw a 20ft barbed wire fence and police cars on the other side.

I had a dream that I was being shown through a prison.
I was expecting to see a horrible place but they were living in the lap of luxury. The inmates, while still dressed in the orange jump suits, had flat screen TVs, exercise equipment, nice tables and furniture with beautifully designed interior and exterior spaces, made of mostly hard wood. Plus all of them were walking around calmly and politely, not a care in the world.
I turn to the person showing me around and say "What the hell! These people are living better than I do, I should just get arrested!"

On the way out I see some one wearing close that I have. As she gets closer I realize it is me. Slowly many of me show up all dressed differently with cloths I have irl. It is at this point I realize I'm dreaming. I run around happy that I am lucid for awhile until I decide what to do. I take control of all the other mes and take a sky view of the area I spell "I am awesome" with all the mes on the ground (I hindsight I have no idea why, but it is funny) and go right into a false awakening.

I "wake up" in the kitchen in what I would best describe as a mix beween a dentist chair, a therapist couch, and the personality imprint chair from the show doll house. I turn and tell my roommate irl S that I went lusid and she gives me a high five. I go back to "sleep" and have another dream that I don't remember.

Dream - Lucid

I remember being with a friend I met last semester, Windy. We were outside taking a Data Analysis test. The only way I knew it was Data Analysis was because my teacher from that class was giving the test. It was a strange test; we had to go to different "stations" and answer questions about the stations. It was a lot of fill-in-the-blank. I remember feeling pretty good about most of the test.

Then, Windy and I got to a station where I remember there being a GIANT pair of scissors, and a measuring tape that was outstretched a few feet. Windy was trying to get the scissors to cut, but it was proving to be very difficult, seeing as they were so huge. She finally, slowly got them to cut. They severed the measuring tape. She had to go tell the teacher what she had accidentally done.

At some point during all this, I remember seeing my face in the mirror, and seeing that the right half of it looked weird and saggy. My eye looked really messed up. I started to freak out, thinking my Bell's Palsy had come back. I remember asking my mom if my eye looked weird. I don't remember what she said. I do remember trying to move my face a few times though, and the right side would barely move.

~

I then woke up, and decided as I was drifting back off that I was going to become lucid. I felt my body fall asleep, and I entered another dream.

Windy was there again. It took me a minute to get my bearings, but I remembered I needed to reality check. I did my finger count, and ended up with 8 or 9 fingers. I was dreaming! I said to Windy
"Windy...look at your hands!"
She did indeed look at them, and a look of wonder came over her face.
"I have 6 fingers!", she said.
"It's because you're dreaming!", I replied.
She laughed and said something else, though I can't remember exactly what it was.

I then remember us having to rescue all these people who were in prison who were innocent. We started the mission, but I woke up.

Or at least I thought I did. I was still dreaming as I woke up standing in some room. Some guy was in there with me. He was talking, though I can't remember what he was saying. I closed my eyes and "fell back asleep" into the dream I had been in before and was immediately lucid.

I was outside somewhere. I kept examining my hands and rubbing them together to ensure that I stayed lucid and aware. Sometimes, though, I counted 5 fingers and would have to redo my check.

Anyway, I wanted to walk on some clouds. I saw some light blue and purple-tinted clouds spilling over the ground, and started to approach them. I climbed up the low, spilling clouds as if they were solid. I remember wanting some special boots to walk on them with, and I remember then having them.

I then "woke up" in the other dream again. I "fell back asleep" and continued my lucid dream.

I was then on the ground again, and I think Windy was there. I remember wanting her to fly with me, but I never asked her to. I remember her laughing as I took off. I started to climb higher and higher into the air. I started to feel like I was going too high and the dream would get lost, so I lowered myself a bit and watched the ground below me. I remember seeing lots of clouds covering a pale blue and pale purple-lit land.

The land then started to disappear until there were only clouds. It was then a cloud world-type place. As I flew, I spotted little islands in the clouds. It was a very beautiful sight. I remember trying to land on an island, but I was flying too fast or something and couldn't get my timing right to land.

Another "wake up" in the other dream. "Fell back asleep".

I was then on the ground. I tried to remember some of my lucid goals, but they were so hard to access. I remembered then that I wanted to try to get to Teraluna with my new portal system. I couldn't find a wall anywhere, so decided to try to draw one in midair.

*Sigh*...another "wake up" and "falling back to sleep" episode.

The next thing I remember is we had rescued all of the innocent prisoners from before. I can't really remember how we did it, I just knew that we had done it. I remember seeing some in a cave with some water running through it. Their prison cell was behind them.

~

I was going to have to go to trial...about my mom's oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. I was appealing a decision that had already been made against my mom. Something about the cookies being misleadingly unhealthy or something to that effect. The person filing against my mom? My first real boyfriend's mom, R.

I remember preparing for the case, which was going to take place in my old high school's auditorium on the stage. I remember not understanding wtf was going on, and why R would do this. It was extremely stupid.

I then remember being on the stage, sitting in a chair. I had a lawyer behind me, and R, also sitting in a chair, had a Lawyer behind her as well. There was no judge or jury present, it was just us 4. I remember R presenting her case. She had a tray full of different kinds of cookies. There were a few that looked old and dark brown. I thought those must be my mom's. I thought "Wait...mom hadn't baked cookies for her in months...those must be from the last trial!". I interrupted R and said
"Aren't those cookies from the last time?", to which she replied
"Yes..."
I then yelled
"Then that evidence doesn't count! That doesn't count!"
I remember her trying to go on about how my mom bakes cookies for her every week and a half. I yelled
"Well, if you don't like them or whatever, why do you keep taking them from my mom? Why don't you just ask her to stop baking for you?"
She just looked at me with this sad, pitiful look on her face. She said something about needing the money. I started going into a rage and started throwing things at her while screaming at her at the same time. I remember some small, chubby child with glasses being there too. I threw stuff at her as well. I was fucking pissed.

I then remember being on some ride. I was sitting in a chair as it went through this flooded hallway. It was about to go down one passage, but a voice said that it couldn't, because it was a dead end. It had to go down some stairs instead. It was supposed to pretend to kill you. I remember someone else being there, I'm pretty sure it was Ryan. I had ridden it before, and knew it was all a part of the ride, but he didn't. He thought I was really going to die. I didn't tell him otherwise, I just decided to let him find out.

The chair took my down the flooded stairs. I ended up at the bottom, and pretended to be dead. Something then happened, something involving an airplane, someone trying to act like this puppet thing was real (it wasn't very convincing). I don't remember details of this part. It was really weird. It was kind of like a video game boss in a way.