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I'm walking through the basement of a tower, grey stone walls. There's some kind of chaos going on on the main floors above me, a distraction while I was taking care of something in the dungeon on the next floor down - but now that it's time to go, I want to avoid getting caught in whatever's happening on the main level.

There's two people waiting for me with two different escape routes - neither of them knows exactly what I was doing here, neither of them knows me personally, and neither them knows about the other. There's a person I work with who'd arranged for a man to meet me by the stairs up to the main floors, but I'm having second thoughts about trusting him. And there's a woman waiting by a wooden door that leads elsewhere; she's not involved at all, she just wants to escape whatever's going on upstairs and is willing to take me with her, recognizing me as a friend of a friend. I believe she would be more sympathetic to what I was doing here, if it came out.

Deciding to go with that woman at the wooden door, I'm doubling back, passing by the stairs leading down to the dungeon. I debate whether I have time to go back down there - there had been something else I'd wanted to look into down there, though it's not a priority. I start down those steps, but it becomes so dark I can't see, and I have a vague impression of massive chains. I can hear a woman's voice crying. I decide I don't have time to be fumbling around in the dark, and I head back up the stairs.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A man is looking at a wall recently painted green in an attempt to emulate some other place, and talking to someone about a man he knows, saying that while he wasn't looking, the man went and got married to people so unsuited - people, plural, meaning both the wife and the stepkids - people he'll have to keep secrets from.

I'm watching light play over the features of the man in question in an interesting way. He's looking at a signet ring with an image of a rose, which he's just removed from a hiding place in the base of a lamp. I'm hearing a kind of tinkling sound like a music box repeating a single measure over and over again.

-I had to go to the bathroom. I don’t go to public restrooms IWL but I really had to go. The bathroom was so packed though and I almost gave up, when someone (mom?) pointed out an almost hidden room full of toilets.

It’s quiet and dim in there. I worry that someone will come in, but I barely hear noises from the other bathroom area, and they almost cease the more time I spend there.

As I look around, I see some bottle on a counter. Then I notice that a wind is making some things blow around. It’s kind of eerie but I immediately dismiss any scary ideas because…a haunted bathroom? No thanks.

I’m able to go, but for some reason it doesn’t take care of it! I end up going again. I repeat that twice more.

Inspiration: When I woke up, I really had to go.

-Mom needs to borrow some beads on a string that we need for something important. I go to my room, which is completely dark. I use my iPod Touch light and something else to see around. I grab my old beads for her and grab my own. They’re red and are too big for a wrist but too small for a necklace.

Something about water and moving back in that house. There are some broken rings and Rane is there.

April 24, 2014: Dream two of three: I am outside on the street along with Bob *****and Glenn *****, who are leaning on their motorcycles which are (strangely) parked on the sidewalk. My motorcycle is unseen. Across the street there is a store which seems to be a cross between an sporting goods/outdoor shop and a head shop. There are numerous people milling about in the street itself, and this obscures the objects/items displayed in the shop’s windows. Even the door is difficult to discern. The door is open, but the threshold is not obvious because it is obscured by a floor-length beaded door curtain. Dave **** is wandering back and forth looking for the entrance, and from across the crowd, I try and direct him, but he appears to discover it all on his own. He passes through the beaded curtain, and then I cross the street and enter as well.

Inside, I do not look for, nor do I see Dave. I end up with a bag of power bars, which evidently I’ve already paid for, since I open and start to eat one. It is soft and chewy, as if it has cream cheese in it, and not what I wanted or expected. I wanted a hard, crumbly granola-type power bar. There is a hippy chick in her early to mid-twenties sitting cross legged on the floor. I give her the bag of power bars since they are not what I wanted.

Now I’m at a glass display counter. I have multiple, amazingly crafted rings on six or seven of my fingers. They are made of silver strands about the thickness of paperclip wire, which are twisted and joined into the most amazing patterns and at least one sports a clear diamond-like faceted stone. They look bright and new, and are crafted with an artistry as is only possessed by a High Elf from Lord of the Rings. I am looking for a stud earring to match, but the items in the display case are actually pins with colored plastic heads (red, and blue that I remember) and not stud earrings at all, so I leave.

When I am back at the motorcycles, Bob and Glenn are both eating something. Glenn has a very large salt pretzel, the kind you get at the circus or in Penn Station. I realize I should eat something too “so we’re all on the same page” before we bike off on our ride. I think I’d like a pretzel like Glenn had. At this moment I realize that I also needed to get a bed-roll or sleeping bag while in the store, and I didn’t remember to do that. I wake.

[4:19 A.M.]

#1: Inazuma Eleven, something about a combo move, I almost didn’t wake up enough to type it down because it seemed ‘ordinary’, and almost like a thought process.

Inspiration: Was thinking about Inazuma Eleven before bed, plus I played the game on my computer before that.

[8:23 A.M.]

#1: Inazuma Eleven, only remember that some guy showed up that I didn’t expect to.

Inspiration: Same inspiration for the last one, except when I was playing the game, I saw Handa, but thought he was Ichinose at first because they look alike, so I was like “what is he doing here already?” (he doesn’t appear until a bit later in the series) before I saw Handa’s name above the dialogue box.

#2: On LiveJournal(?), someone made a post about a game they liked, specifically an area. When I clicked on the LJ-cut, it was a tutorial on how to get a speedhack and play it. The style was similar to Dragon Nest.

There were a team of about 4 girls. My memory of this part is hazy. One loses their ring they have to wear to do whatever it is they do. I have to go digging for it in food in some trash, including some rice. I remember that I almost had it, but dropped it back in more food and had to keep searching.

I’m talking to dad about rings. I remember holding two gold rings together and at least one other (silver with black on the front) being involved.

Inspiration: I’m playing Dragon Nest and just before bed had written the goal down that I wanted to have a dream with me in the game fighting on my archer. The ring might come from the rings in the goal you can equip which glow (golden). The speedhack part comes from the game shield thinking that Avast (anti-virus program) is a speedhack, so I have to disable it when I play.

The food part comes from mom saying we should have rice next time with the crockpot porkchop recipe we had last night for supper.

Notes: It’s really interesting to think about the inspiration for dreams and seeing where ideas come from. XP

I was in a castle in the presence of an evil king, and I was waiting for my turn to be interrogated by him about the theft of some object. Befor me he was questioning other travelers. The first managed to convince the king that he was innocent, but the king's evil advisor convinced him to put him to death because in prison (which was very nice and on a lake) there was no room. Then he fled to a mountain road. Another traveler, ill-natured, and perhaps the culprit is questioned and blamed, again due to the servant, and fleeing he steals three rings located on the stairs of the building. At that point, the royal guards reached him, but he put them on the run with some bats he called for support, and managed to escape.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

Me and some mafia people that are well dressed with ties and tuxedos are currently at our mafia HQ,our hideout, its located at a high place where no man can easily reach,the only way to get there is to climb up lots of stairs and its also the only way out (the stairs are made of blue glass that goes around in circles:

My mafia boss is a strong one, he is famous, he owns a few rings, each ring posses a special power when activated (like in hitman reborn, just without the boxes):

I'm also the right hand man of our mafia boss
Suddenly some guy called Reborn teleports into our hideout, hes short, looks like a baby:

He says "I'm gong to visit heaven to make a deal"
When he comes back from heaven he tells me and my mafioso friends "I got you guys some rings", he hands over some new rings to our boss.
Reborn returns to heaven to make another deal,meanwhile our boss is standing outside the door that looks down at the stairs, I went to check on him and he froze, not ice, it was like something attacked him,a spell perhaps?
My instincts told me to take his rings ( I knew our boss's rings were strong ),I took them and placed them at my right hand fingers.
After that moment I was teleported to heaven's training field, there's alot of people fighting over there.
I thought to myself "Hmmm,lets check what these rings do!" I wanted to check the ring that is called Black Feather I just saw another man use it, he shouted "Black Featherrr!!!" and the ring with a black feather on his hand turned into an axe.
I quickly rushed to one of the enemies as I shouted "Black Feather!" and the ring with the black feather on it turned into a huge mace, the mace wasn't heavy,and it turned into a ring again, then into a mace again, flashed like that and after a few times it turned into a mace and stayed as a mace (all this time I was running to the opponent) as I raised the mace and hit the place the enemy stood, he dodged but it left a huge hole in the ground. I was amazed by its power.
I teleported back into our mafia HQ and I thought to myself "Hmmm,that ring wasn't so bad after all, lets check the other ring that's called PunkBuster".
I shouted "PunkBuster!" and the ring was glowing, and suddenly a punk with black clothing , black hair (Mohawk hairstyle) came out of the ring:

Only it was a boy, no boobs
That gothic punk was a warrior that used Muay Thai as his fighting style.
I knew he was meant to help me in a fight.
I can't remember this part well but I was hiding behind a large rock, I was teleported to heaven.
A huge spiderman attacked heaven and his minions we're killing people, I felt hopeless as I saw my comrade from my mafia, one of my men dies (I saw a huge monster kills him, I saw it through a crack between two large rocks
The rock looked like this:

I felt like it already happend before in the past, I slowly walked a little left and ignored my man being killed, the blood, I felt so weak
After I walked a little left I saw a zombie eating a little girl in a less than 2 meter from me (It didn't frighten me at the moment).
Suddenly I traveled back in time:
The first time I traveled back in time : I wait till the zombie finish eating + killing the little girl and I move on to break into the enemy base, but there's heat detectors and camers so I travel once again in time.
Second time I traveld back:
I join in to protect the little girl, the zombie eats me and I turn into a zombie , I knew the effect of being a zombie is temporary so I didn't mind, I controlled my body and I went into their defenses because the heat sensors didn't feel me since I was dead, I was a zombie, the cameras didn't mind because I was like one of their own. (When I was a zombie I saw myself from 3rd person).
But when I was at the middle of breaking in the enemy HQ I turned into a human again and the sensors detected me.
The third time it happend was exactly like the second time.

IM on grass and its muddy ,i slip down a little hill there is a red neck in front of me and he is getting a traffic and but some reson his care is up the road somwhere i feel neagtiviy coming of him.

i walk past him and continue up a side walk up the road and it runs between to bushes there is forest all around me
there is alot of rings on the side walk at my feet im looking down there some one infront of me but i can only see his feet
i feel we are walking to gather

i grab the rings knowing if i leave them the red necks will steal them

the rings are silver with a black band going around them and some are all black with small gray designe on them like circles

i walk into this guys house i feel there used to be negativity beween us, his dog is growling at me so i puff myself up and show no fear his dog nipples at my cargo pants i do feel a little fear he will bite me

he shows me and my friend a box of framed poems or hi cuks the frame has him on it in a suit smiling

whiel im look at it or trying to read it a nother boy comes in to the room he of that t[S]v show kick it the dancing one kid

he gives me a nother framed poem by hiting the one in my hand three times with his poem

it a story about somthing that happen to him

it about him fishing in a boat and some comes by on a nother boat and shoot his friend also fishing in his boat

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.

Took a nap because I was up at 5am (had to be up at 7, but just couldn't get back to sleep)

I'm going to break this up into respective paragraphs, but it was all one dream, and pretty fun to watch. This is marked as a lucid, but I'd call it semi lucid as I had a slight feeling of being lucid, but had no control. Because of that "feeling" I'll call it a lucid

LD. 2/26. Nap. 4. 645. In this wooden house, but one of those odd post modern kind of ones that has odd shapes and such. Very dark. Kyle and I are on an elevator, has a shape like the cars on the London Eye (whole house has this similar shape as well). Become semi lucid. Sort of knew I was dreaming, as the scene looked familiar (from another dream?) but had no control. Elevator stops at our floor. Pick up Kyle by his pants and slowly lift him. Kind of a toss? Put him in the air coz I knew he’d stay there. Lose lucidity. We make some food. I make cereal, Frosted Flakes. I put a seasoning sauce on it similar to what sloppy joes use. Then Theresa is there, Kyle gone, so Xxxx’s house. Play with Missy a bit and Cindy and Jim come home. It’s still dark. Jim looks at my cereal which has turned into a meaty stew, or something, and the sauce is now ketchup, can’t really tell in the dark, and I look at the packet

Then Jim and Cindy are slender guys dressed in old west clothes. Plotting something. Then we catch a train that’s just pulling out of its garage, becomes bright and sunny. I jump on and point my finger like a gun and tell the guy to hand over the train. They don’t, but don’t put up any fight. Somehow get into the driver seat (has a seat) and the roof of the train is gone. The train is steered by an odd system. Rings stacked large to small from bottom to top, and have a small plate to grab on the left side of the ring to use the ring. The top 2 rings steer depending on the direction turned. Top ring anti-clockwise was backward and to the left, turn CW was backward to the right. Second ring was the opposite, forward, but can’t remember the exact directions. Anyway, use the largest ring on bottom at first, but was so big, you had to move your head to turn it all the way. Backing up the train to a platform. Some older lady talking (wasn’t present, just her voice) about her husband who owned the train. Backed the train to a platform and lady’s husband was there. His head was on the steering console I was using or something. He made some funny joke about his wife. Backing the train from the platform, guy was now on the platform, and train derailed, so tried to get it back on the tracks (just went off, no movement)

Then everything is in a room. A monkey makes art with this stamper sort of thing, like a Bingo blotter/ marker, but there’s an entire design in it. Design is a lady with a monkey and a few balloons. The pattern is almost like the pattern was printed out because of its consistency and the monkey is just revealing the design, like those hot/ cold water toys that change color. The monkey is hanging onto the lady’s boob. For some reason I inspect the picture, come to no conclusion, and keep watching the monkey stamp