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23-01-2017
The lonely path

It was evening, dark and cold. I left my house and wandered far away to mountains. There were two paths leading through them - the easy and ordinary, and much more dangerous and remote "The lonely path". I instantly chosen the second and started walking up the path. Suddenly I found myself back at a valley close to mountains, in place where one path split in two (the ordinary and lonely). I chosen lonely path again. Then I found myself back at my house, thinking "Each time, despite different circumstances, it leads to the same decision and outcome. Each time creating a separate universe." I ran to the road and saw a few cars passing by. I made a decision just before reaching the road - I'll chose the lonely path.

24-01-2017
The prom

It was my prom made second time, as most of people wanted to repeat it. I was hesitant, but did appeared there. I was bored and wanted to leave. Everyone gathered outside the local - it was a busy city street. Everyone was talking about other participants of the party. Someone even called me bumptious.

The Prom

With class we made a prom. For some reason girls haven't arrived so we made a men party out of it. At first it was in school, but then we moved to my house.

Failed WBTB attempt.

In darkness

I was in some old block of flats, in basement. It was completely dark, I was wandering the basements with two glock pistols with mounted flashlights ready. There was some sort of cataclysm that forced people to hide underground and escape from walking dead. I heard someone moving behind me. I turned back and lit that way with flashlights. There was a dark haired woman in white t-shirt and blue short trousers. She said "It's you. I just... wanted to find someone who I can trust..."

First dream

I saw it from top-down view. I was wandering in some dark corridors of a dungeon. I searched for some loot, and then a powerful warrior attacked me. I slashed him with a scimitar, but he was much stronger than me. If not for life draining properties of my scimitar, I'd be dead. I defeated him - his name was Korsak - and moved on. I found some more loot and doors to a huge chamber. I opened them and archers immediately shot arrows at me. I jumped back and then Korsak appeared again - this time with some magical barrier around him. He chased me, but when his barrier stopped working I cat a shrink spell on him and squished him like a bug.

Second dream

It was an evening in a city. I saw a group of people near a building that have suddenly collapsed. I came closer, picked up debris and started chewing it while watching a couple talking about marriage. The man had quite long facial hair, his hair were brown. The woman was a redhead, they were both in mid twenties.

Third dream

I was in school, it was some kind of lesson I can't quite recall. There were only few people. I left my desk, teacher didn't minded, and went to speak with a redhead girl with a pale complexion. She was wearing a pale pink blouse and jeans trousers. I asked if she'd go on a prom with me, she smiled and agreed.

Later that day I visited doctor for some reason.

Fourth dream

I was in some apartment in a flat, searching for something important and valuable. It was in a secured block of flats - there were security guards wandering around. My family was there too, searching through other apartments. Mistakenly I kicked a flower pot and had to do something with soil that fallen out - I opened a window and thrown it down. This alarmed security, I left the apartment and started searching for a way out. There were security cameras in a corridor I was on, and there were entrances to other apartments. There was also a locked door to staircase, lit by red lights. I ran to elevator and pushed a button - a wall moved and I stood in front of a huge hole opened to flat's exterior, and after a while the elevator appeared.

I entered it and among hundreds of buttons I pressed the right one, going to ground floor. After a while a voice said through speaker "Welcome in age when elevator users are screwed!". And elevator moved down with speed of a rollercoaster, taking different angles all the time. I finally got to ground floor and got to a corridor same as upstairs, but this time closed doors led to exit. There were also windows, I jumped through one, smashing glass pane and getting out of the flat. Security reacted immediately - one dude started shooting at me. I slowed time down, grabbed bullet and thrown out back, but guard managed to dodge it. Then another guard appeared, I punched him and got his pistol, then shot another one.

I was at a prom. I finally finished my school and decided to go to that prom. It was a dull and boring party, one girl tried to know me closer but all her efforts failed all the time. The room was a bit dark, there were two long tables with food and drinks. People were often going out, I sat with two dudes I knew from previous school, they were there for some reason. They were selling something to others. Suddenly it all was empty, I went outside to check what's going on. One entrance was heavily crowded so I took another one and met with people. They took sprays and roamed around, painting everything around. I took one spray too and followed them to know what they are planning. When we were passing by my car, I was afraid that they'd paint it. It was really dirty. I joked to one dude that if they'd paint it, the spray would fall out with mud. Then we entered a church and they started spraying it. I couldn't do that and left the church immediately. Then I heard people talking about me, I wanted to go inside and shout at them, but I decided to leave. I ran down a sidewalk and met a little boy going to church. He asked what happened, and I told him that they have desecrated the church. I ran onward and met another group of people. They were aggressive, shouting at me. I thrown a spray at their direction and hit one of the girls in head. I quietly said sorry and ran away.

Next day I woke up somewhere in an alley close to school. I felt weak and had really strong headache. I heard strange noises during attacks. I needed sugar to stop these attacks. I went back to the ball room and met a receptionist. I said that I forgot something and had to get back. I went to closest table and after some sugar.

First dream

It was a dark night, I drove to a prom to my school. Others appeared shortly, but they were wearing casual or working clothes, and only I and another dude were wearing suits. There were huge snow drifts outside, we were wandering around a hall.

Second dream

I was a thief, sneaking around a train. I wanted to steal something from a lord that had his room in there. It was evening, electric lights inside the train made my job harder. After a while of wandering I sneaked inside a richly ornamented room with antique, expensive furniture and lots of valuables there. They were guarded by two guards - one in light armor and another in full plate armor. The former was easy to sneak upon and knock out with my blackjack, but I had troubles with the second one. Helmet protected him greatly and I couldn't knock him out. He tried to attack me with a huge maul, but I managed to escape. He didn't chased me. I waited some time and went back, trying to sneak around him, but his patrol route was highly annoying. I tried to hit him in the head again and hidden in the room. The armored man was searching for me, but I thought "Screw it." and drank an invisibility potion. I could freely move around the room. I sneaked to a shelf with many valuables and started stealing valuables and expensive alcohols. I didn't had enough place for everything, so I took a silver mirror in my mouth. A flash. Glass broke, but it didn't hurt me, it landed right in between my teeth so I took it out.

Suddenly I found myself back at my house, reading something in the web. It was some kind of forum game. I realised that all I've seen was my imagination working when I was reading.

I was wearing a black suit. It was night, sky was full of stars and the moon was somewhat bigger than usually. It was in a catle of some kind, in a great hall where proms and balls happened. With other people from previous and current school we were descending down the stairs. Most of these people I haven't seen since a few years. One of the girls caught my attention - she had dark hair and dark complexion. It was a girl that I never really liked, and for some reason it has changed. She was wearing a red dress. She was smiling to me, I held her hand.

I'm going to prom with a group of people and a date that I do not know. I have either forgotten this girl's name, or do not remember it. She has frizzy blonde hair and heavy makeup.
At prom (in the school) I ask a guy what her name is. He go gives me a look that tells me im going to be in trouble, but then reveals her name: Turquoise.
Amongst all the people, I see an ex-girlfriend and her friend. My sight lingers on them, but I soon tear it away.
We all dance, jumping up and down. I cannot hear any music.

Morning of January 7, 2014. Tuesday.



My family and I seem to be living in a completely unfamiliar larger house in a rural area. Although the environment is not stressful, it still seems somewhat “off” in some ways. It does seem part of a larger one-storey apartment building at times - or two or three buildings very close together or partly connected. It is possible that aspects of this place will turn out to be related to a place we may live or visit (as with relatives) in the future, as that has often been the case in the past (with considerable detail) since earliest memory. There is a point at which I clean up a bit in a back room which seems to be some sort of immediate-outside-access utility room or ground-level open (on two-sides) porch. I pick up a few things and move some potted plants for the most part. There are at least two other older people in the area, a woman and a man (but not living together). Our living area seems to be the biggest, though. Not much happens. I remember a strange argument with an elderly lady that has something to do with getting (and having) more even when one does not want or need more. This is perhaps vaguely related to my wife’s mother, who always spent a bit extra to have a lot more vegetables and fruit, but which always sat around rotting and going to waste. She turned her entire lawns into gardens which then went to weeds and caused problems for the property owners. She even sent us a large box of bananas once (which my wife is allergic to) and they were rotting at the post office. Another time, she wanted to give my wife a large bag of bananas (that were already in a state of decay), but did not seem to know her own daughter’s health history (I guess because she was too busy fabricating it for hospitals and agencies). The idea of having a lot of something which you neither need nor want seems somewhat futile, but the woman in my dream seems to think that is “the” (right) way to live, apparently, an odd twist on “having enough”, I suppose. I feel sort of unusual trying to explain our situation to her (and how we do not want rotten food sitting around everywhere), but I am not sure if she sees me as intelligent.

This, in part, may also relate somewhat to a local grocery store (the only one that does this, in fact, actually the only store I ever saw do this in my lifetime) that tries to sell fruits and vegetables in an advanced stage of rotting (set on shelves in larger plastic bags, often leaking), for not even that much of a markdown. Thus, that one whole side of the store sometimes smells really bad. Can you imagine carrying a large leaking bag of rotting grapes to the checkout and trying to maintain a casual, sane expression, because I cannot.

The other dream related to going to what at first seems like a class reunion. However, I do not know anyone there and they are all much younger than me, so the “reunion” makes little sense. However, it may also be that the newer students are attending the reunion as a sort of courtesy or a celebration of the fact it has been serving the region for so long (as it seems members of the city council are there). There is some sort of yearbook which has very unusual writing in it, including some rather strange and rude paragraphs regarding male genitals (which loosely relates to a real-life event which I will describe at the end of this entry), which one younger male points out in a humorous sense. Time passes and I do not see anyone I actually know. However, it turns out that I am the prom “king” and am paired with LR - she was more like a nemesis in real life in my middle school years. However, I do not see her anywhere, either. I get a vague impression, though, that we will have to go up in front of everyone and that I will have to make a speech. I am not thrilled over the idea of standing up and making a speech, so I decide to leave just prior to when they are announcing the prom’s king and queen. Interestingly, my wife told me that she had been thinking of the movie “Carrie” (with no clues or recent history as such, or making any mention of it to me) which has a paranormal-related prom scene. These “funny” little connections (and seeming telepathy) happen all the time, even steadily after twenty years, sometimes even in a fully conscious state now.

I never went to a high-school prom or class reunion in real life, although I did go to the eighth-grade prom (but not with LR) - and, though I was on two of the lists, did not win any of the titles thank goodness (one for “most talkative’, one for "best-looking”). In real life, at the eighth-grade prom, someone had put on a 45 of Chuck Berry’s “My Ding-a-ling” and the chaperone looked appalled, immediately taking off the record as everyone did a seemingly aggravated collective groan over the act.

Well, my dream sign emerged again. Except for the very first paragraph, this is all one string of a dream. I am very excited - as I wrote it down, more pieces came together and so I put them in the right place.


Sleep. At some point during the dream, I remember being at my Grandma's, then trying to find my way to a bus stop in the dark with John, although we end up in a grass parking lot instead. We do make it to the car, though.

It's Friday― Prom night. I am at my old house with my friend John, on whom I have a crush. We have just returned from a trip somewhere (perhaps New York, since that happened in real life).* In front of the door to the garage, John has opened a box and is showing me the jewelry he bought for his female relatives. One that stood out to me in particular was a thick, blue and white carved wooden with fish and waves as a design. There is also a ring-necklace set for his mother. That ring is gold, oval-shaped, heavy-set and covered with what appear to be pearls. When I pick up the wooden ring I fancied, John says that I can have it if I want. “In fact,” he says, “you have anything from there if you want it.”


Although the ring vanishes at some point, I'm not too concerned about it. But when I take the ring, I joke that I'm “too young to get married,” call him my Romeo, and then say, “Oh, I am slain!” and collapse onto the floor dramatically. Then, we go to the kitchen, and I am shocked at the time. It's 12:22 ― no, 12:28! I'm going to be late for my Sociology class! John isn't worried about being late for class, however. He plays it cool and tells me not to worry.


I appear in my Sociology class, although it doesn't resemble a classroom. The room is shaped like a hexagon and covered in a blue/green/purple carpet. A digital clock on a stove tells me in neon green lettering that it is 12:12 (which makes perfect sense, since that class actually begins at 12:08). I have apparently just woken up from a nap, and I am a bit disoriented. So when I learn the time, I am relieved that I was not marked absent. Ms. M, my teacher, is absent from the class, so we have several substitutes. They decide to give us all candy, so they go into the supply closets and bring out gumdrops, giant fuzzy peaches, “Mommies,”* tinfoil-wrapped chocolates, and several other sweets I don't remember. Naturally, I pig out. I ask one of the substitute teachers, who resembles Ms. C (a Food and Nutrition teacher).**


Sometime during this class, I head to the washroom and bump into Sable, a classmate from Sociology is carrying a poster for “Forever 21,” which displays a blonde girl with a whole bunch of cyborg machinery coming out of her (some of it makes what resembles butterfly wings). She is naked, but her arms are over her chest and she is only shown from the side. The background is a sunset on the beach with a light rainbow hue.

I realize that I am wearing a prom dress, which is light purple instead of black, and I am worried that I am going to rip it. I find my friends Helena and Lindy, who are hosting our “pre-prom pampering” session.They told me that they got their nails done during second period. Wake.



* I think these were made up for the dream. They're circular with five bumps like arms, legs, and a head, and they puff up a bit in the middle. They are covered by a white candy coating, and when you bite into it, you taste marshmallow and gooey chocolate.
** The day of this dream, I learned from Ms. M that she fills in for Ms. C regularly because they both teach Food and Nutrition. I think that partially explains the dream.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was dating my coworker, Dakota, who is gay in waking life. I was also still dating Ryan as well. In the dream, I thought it was weird that Dakota and I were dating, because he's gay. I remember us kissing in the dream. I kept thinking about how weird it was that we were dating and he was gay. I felt like I must be a cover-up or something, though he is out of the closet in waking life.

I then remember getting ready to go to prom. Ryan and Dakota were going with me. One of them picked me up from somewhere, but I had to go back to my house to get ready. It was nighttime. I told them I wasn't going to dress too fancy, and it wouldn't take me too long to get ready. They parked in front of my house, and as I was entering through the front door, I saw a shiny red sports car in the driveway, with two ghetto-looking black men sitting in it. A little black boy with crazy hair got out, and started to approach the house. I knew what he was going to do: He was going to try to tell my family that his dog was lost, and try to exploit money out of them somehow. I knew he saw me go inside, so he knew someone was home. I entered the house and I remember hearing my brother say that no one should answer the door if the bell rang. The little boy rang the doorbell continuously for awhile, and my mom finally answered the door. As I went up the stairs, I was wondering why she did that, because she was going to get exploited.

I started getting ready for prom. I looked in my closet, and saw some very beautiful dresses that I didn't really remember having. My mind came up with why I had them, however. They were dresses that I had bought for a different prom or event, but ended up not going to. My actual prom dress from high school was in there as well. I ended up picking out this beautiful, strapless black and white dress. It was floor length. I put it on, and went to my dresser and started looking for some jewelery to wear with it. I found a pair of earrings that were dangley and sparkley. I thought they would look perfect with the necklace I wanted to wear. I put them on, but they looked funny. They looked almost like they were made out of hemp. I took them off.

Then, we were at prom. There were two dance rooms: One that was for calmer dancing, and one that was like a nightclub. The calm one was in a gymnasium, and all the lights were on, and the music was pretty calm too. It was to the left. To the right was the nightclub. It was dark with lights flashing and dance music pumping. I went into the calm one for a little bit.

I came out, and realized that I hadn't bought any tickets to this prom. There was a table of middle-aged people, parents I suppose, taking tickets. They were in between the two dance rooms. They didn't seem to notice that we hadn't given them any tickets. Everyone who had tickets had blue wristbands on. Ryan, Dakota and I did not have the bands. I started to talk to Ryan about this, saying that we needed to be careful, or we'd get kicked out.

Then, the music stopped, and people started to clear both of the dance rooms. I saw the calm one clearing out, well, calmly. I thought they were taking a break or something. I then saw some cheerleaders in there practicing some routine. The coach was there as well. I looked at my phone: It was only 5:45pm. Wow, they stopped early, I thought. I wondered why they had stopped. I think it was because someone was in there that wasn't supposed to be (us maybe?). I remember then being with Ryan and Dakota in the lobby by the ticket takers.

~

I was seeing some cartoon of these owls. They were in a castle. They were also different colors, like purple and blue. One smaller one, a child, was telling the king and another owl that he wanted to get taken seriously, and for him not to call him some name anymore. The king said something, can't remember what, but his eyes were all teared up. Then, when the view went back to him, his feathers were all fuzzed out. He commented on this.

Then, I remember the child talking to another child as they left the area where the king was. The other child told him that he didn't think that the king would listen to his requests to stop calling him whatever he was calling him. The child that talked to the king commented on the king's teary eyes, something about how he looked sad.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was at the mall with Kacey. We entered a store, and Kacey saw a shirt she liked. It was a pastel yellow with spaghetti strap sleeves. She didn't want to pay for it, so she told me she was going to steal it. She walked into the fitting room, then walked out a few minutes later with the shirt stuffed into her huge purse.

Then, I asked her whether or not she was going to wear a dress to prom. She said
"No, no one wears dresses to prom."
I told her some people did, and that I was going to. I imagined myself in my actual prom dress from high school. This was apparently my 2nd prom and 2nd senior year, but it was apparently normal. I wasn't held back a grade. Prom was that night. We started to leave the store, and I was afraid the alarms would go off, but they didn't.

I then started to talk to Kacey about work, and about my schedule as we were driving (I was driving). We were on our way to work, though I wasn't scheduled, it was just Kacey who needed to be there, but I had to drive her for some reason. She started telling me my schedule, and that I worked the next day. Also, something about me working Thursday, which wasn't good, because I have classes all day on Thursdays and can't work.

We got to work, and I saw a guy I went to middle and high school with, LJ. He was working, and Kacey was now working as well. I looked at my schedule, which was illustrated with moving pictures. I wasn't scheduled till the next week. They did have me for a day that I couldn't work. I told Kacey that. I watched LJ and Kacey work and talk, and thought to myself that they must have worked together so long, they learned to like one another.

Dream shift: Then, I was in the woods with my family and another family. I heard a St. Bernard howl and bark as he bounded up from being in the woods. He was holding a section of a huge chain in his mouth. He was searching for a little dog, a Beagle, one of the other family's dogs that had been lost. They sent the St. Bernard off again, and he came back with more chain. He was sent off again. When he came back again, he was pushing the little dog along with his nose. The little dog was dead, and was beat up and had a gunshot wound in his head. Everyone, including me, started to cry. I went up to my mom and dad and said
"I know he wasn't my dog, but I'm still so sad!"
My mom smiled a little through her tears and said
"I know, it's ok."
We all continued to cry.

Then, I saw a special on TV about what happened to the dog. He ran off, and a crazy, sadistic man caught him. This man got his jollies from killing small animals. He looked like he was 40 or so, had greasy, dirty shoulder length brown hair, and some facial hair. The dog came up to him and peed on his shoe. Then, they were in an apartment or hotel. The man had set up a video camera. He had an evil smile on his face and a dark red pistol in his hand. The dog was out on the balcony. It was nighttime. The man slammed the door on the dog's tail twice. He kept muttering and talking about the dog to himself, all the while with the evil smile on his face. It was sick. He then shut the wooden, red door to the balcony, and fired a shot through it. He opened the door, and he had missed the dog. He did it again, but this time, he hit the dog in the head.

~

Then, I started to hear vivid, loud, epic music, and I saw crazy, colorful geometric hypnogogia, mostly I tunneled through red cubes. I knew what has happening...I was in between dreams! I didn't move, and waited for the dream to start forming. I felt sleep paralysis hit me, and then the dream started to form.

I was in a strange room, it looked like it was made out of cereal boxes. It was mostly reds, blues, yellows, and whites. I moved, but it was delayed. I looked at my hand as it moved, and it had a drag behind it. I started to feel one of the cardboard structures. It felt so real, but the feeling was delayed. I decided I needed to increase stability and vividness, so I commanded "Increase vividness!" and "Stabalize!". The dream seemed more stable then.

I then saw a bottle of Dasani water sitting on one of the cardboard structures at the edge of the room. It was about a quarter or so full. I took it, and dumped some of it on myself. It felt cold. I walked into another part of this strange place, and there were a few people in there, doing some kind of work. I vividly remember a man in his late 20s-early 30s who looked very nerdy. He had blonde hair and glasses. I got his attention, and of course, had to try to show off to him.
"Hey! I can fly!", I told him.
He just stared at me with a confused look on his face. Typical. I got up on this plushy couch, and tried to take off. It was proving to be difficult for some reason. I finally hovered for a little bit, then decided I needed to do something other than fly. I decided I wanted to change my setting, which I've never done before. I called out to my dream guide, whoever that may be, and said
"Dream guide, I need your help. I want to change scenes, but I can't do it alone. I need your help, please help me."
My guide never appeared, but a door in front of me started to open into a new scene. I was amazed. I think I said "Thank you", but I'm not totally sure. I walked through the door to the new scene, and I was in a bar. The characters from my dog dream were there. I saw a man from the other family behind a counter. To my right was a woman playing pool. I walked in further, and there was the crazy dog-killing man.

Then, I lost the dream and had an FA. I was writing down key words on a note pad from the LD such as "bottled water", etc.

This dream is very random and some of it is just remembered in fragments.

It started off Blair, a mutual friend (Bret, Jade's boyfriend), and I were in a parking lot. We were getting ready for prom and I for some reason, I was putting my tux on in the parking lot. So once it was on, I got in the car to go to prom. But when we got in, Bret informed us that we had to drive around to a different entrance to get to the prom but before we did that, we had to swing by his house. So we all crammed in his car and headed for his house. I remember on the way, Blair (my date) was trying to put on a black wig! It was extremely ugly but I did not want to tell her or hurt her feelings. We pulled into the garage and got out while he went inside. For some reason, my suit jacket had gone missing and I was looking for it. I was looking for it everywhere in the car, but could not find it.

Finally, under the seat, I found a balled up suit jacket. I was mad because now it had wrinkles in it . But as I unfolded it, I realize that it wasn't my jacket. After closer examination however, I realized it WAS my jacket...but from about 8 years ago. It was a small suit jack with the logo of my old schools uniform printed on the front left side. This is exactly how the uniforms looked. I didn't find it odd, but was rather curious to what was inside of it. So I searched around and found my mom's wallet inside of it. I opened it up and found about $200 bucks cash in it! So I put in in my pocket.

I can't remember what happens next, but the next thing i remember is walking into the front of the building where the prom was. Before the prom, we were eating some big, fancy dinner. So Blair (my date), Reid, and I are walking in the front door. I dont remember much about the actual place, just that it was very open. So we walk into this large room and there is a bunch of five year olds running around. So we assume were in the wrong room. We walk out and go across the hall into another large room. They have huge, round tables set up to fit 20 or so people around. In the middle of the table is a large fixture of flowers. And set up around the table, are name tags where everyones supposed to sit. The party I was with are spread out all throughout the table and none of us ar sitting next to each other.

But I notice right next to me is a name tag for my date, but she also has a name tag at another seat. I'm trying to tell her she has a name tag, but for some reason she didn't believe me. And also, everyone else's name tags were lower case, but my date's was in all caps. I notice a few seats down from me (the only people at the table was the 3 people I was with and 2 other people) was an old lady. I remember she was really ugly and by the way she was acting, she had something mentally wrong with her. She started playing with the table and somehow, the whole table started rotating. I got out of my chair and just stood there while everyone else was rotating around the table. Blair (my date) made it to my side and saw that her name tag WAS right next to me so got up and stood next to me. After this, my dream fades out.