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It was first set in the city I'm currently living in. Me and a couple of my family members were out driving together early in the morning towards an area so far away, we were going to stop by a forest and through a river. But like many times, there were some complications.

We had no car to take us there. We had another choice of transportation. We used Segway Scooters. We first used these driving through the streets of the city. Then we later ridden them through a road through the forests far from home. Being in that forest gave me a familiar feeling, like I've been there before. I probably had, but I don't remember a river over crossing the roads.

What scared me the most was the huge amount of water located on the sides of the dirt road. There were also times when my scooter went out of control and I eventually I had to ditch it for something else. I was too close to falling in the water, and I don't know what would've happen if I fell in but, after all that driving, I finally made it out. When I did, I entered a new city, well, a Minecraft city.

I saw nether crack rectangular shaped home up in the sky, and pvp was enabled. I wasn't sure if anyone was in that area, so I decided to chat in local to see if anyone heard me. I typed something, I don't remember, and I immediately knew someone was around because I didn't see the "No one can hear you" message. Upon noticing this, someone automatically teleports to me and attacks me. I quickly teleport myself somewhere else, wait a few seconds, and then teleport back to the place this other player was in.

When I transported back I appeared to be standing inside the nether crack home he was in. I saw him. He was also in diamond armor, so I had to figure out how to kill him before he sees me. He was mining some nether crack when I found him. I hid behind a corner behind me and tried my best to not let him spot me. Sooner or later I realized that he was going to kill me, so I took this opportunity to kill him with my diamond sword.

I slowly destroyed some nether crack around me, just to grief his work, went up to him and instead of killing him with the sword, I mined the nether crack around him to try and get him to die in the lava below. It didn't work though. At first, there was stone deeper in the nether crack then he came back from afk and left the area surrounding him. I quickly hid myself in a corner and just before he was about to attack me, I logged out. It didn't work the first time, so I exit the browser immediately.

#1 - Don't recall the dream much, but recall thinking, "If I were lucid, this would be more vivid." d'oh! That's close, though... my near-lucids usually indicate I'll have a dream-induced lucid dream within the next night.

#2 - I dream I work in a store. We are selling $20,000.00 coffee cups, and a whole row of them got broken (not my fault). I get into an argument with my boss, who treats all people with disabilities as if they are stupid, which infuriates me. I call my friend M__ and complain about it because I know she'll understand.

#3 - I am going up a river bank with a bunch of other people. I don't recall why, I think it was a picnic or social gathering or something. It's getting close to dusk.

I suddenly hear gunfire and see the muzzle flash of automatic weapons. Naturally, everybody panics. We weren't doing anything violent and obviously didn't expect to be shot at. There's nowhere to run - we can go backwards, away from the river, for some reason (I don't remember why).

Now we are being shelled as we scramble along the river bank. There's smoke everywhere and everybody is panicking. Up ahead, through the smoke, I see a bunch of soldiers. From their uniforms, they're friendly toward us. They're returning fire across the river and indicating for us to move toward them so they can get between us and our attackers, but there's a whole stretch of bank to cross and it's under fire. In addition, the bank is very crowded and it's difficult to get everybody to move in a specific direction instead of running in random directions and flipping out.

#4 - I am renting a room in an apartment. The room is very small and I'm putting my furniture together and thinking about how to arrange it. My friend Z__ wants to meet up since he heard I moved back to town. I am thinking about how much money I need to make before I can rent my own apartment. I'm putting trash in a trash basket, but it's made of plastic mesh and all of the trash keeps falling through the spaces in it.

ok so its been a while... most memorable moment last night was standing overlooking a field with my bro. it felt like a new place for us to call home. like we were out looking for some land or house to live in. to my left was a big church type building lining the field. in front of us i noticed that the land was bordered by quite a wide river which was great to see. it flowed right to left all along my vision with a channel cut going away from us which funneled some of it into a large lake system. we ran down the slope of the hill and started kicking a football around. i was trying to keep the ball under my control, but it was very difficult. not quite wading in treacle but definitely one of those sticky moving dreams where your feet feel like lead.

dreamsigns missed: river, football, amazing scenery

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

To get a bank account, or anything official, people are required to identify themselves with DNA fingerprinting. I'm applying to a job or something like that and they take a drop of blood for DNA sampling. I'm sitting in an uncomfortable chair for too long before I get any feedback and then without a warning the chair locks me in and I feel a needle on my back. I feel scared for a bit and then become aware I'm just dreaming and decide to play along and just memorize every detail of the story as it unravels.

I am drugged and transported somewhere. When I get back to my senses I'm with some other persons, rounded up on some fenced place with red dirt floor. A guy who befriends me says we're on another planet, a red planet and we've been selected due to something in our DNA.

He invites me to escape with him. He says we have to face some giant guy who protects the gates. At the end of a long open ceiling corridor, we meet him. We fight and I recall I can fly and do all my kung fu tricks, so we win.

We escape and along our path we meet someone who offers help. Says we must go alongside the river until we find a bridge. We should not cross it. Just meet there some guys who will take us underground.

But when we arrive, there's no one there. We admire the beautiful iron bridge. It leads to a gorgeous palace on the other side of the river.

Then we see an abandoned boat and a floating body. We get in the boat and rush up to grab the body. It is a woman with dark straight hair. We bring her inside the boat and do CPR. She is alive! Then we see a chain pending from the boat and on the other end of it is a dog fighting for his life. we pull the chain, he offers some resistance because it chokes him a little bit, but soon he is also on the boat with us and looking very thankful.

We seek help in the palace and we find that the woman and her dog live there. We are taken in as heroes. She had went for her usual boat promenade and the guys who we were supposed to meet with, had decided it was much more interesting to assault her and rob anything she might have of value. She didn't had much so they reacted with anger and decided to kill her and the dog. Luckily we appeared on time.

We were given jobs in the palace and we stayed there.

Now I start seeing life through the youngest girl in the family, a gorgeous teenager with a thing for art. Her father spoils her with everything she wants, as long as she doesn't get out of her golden cage. She surrounds herself with paintings, sculptures and all fine arts she can ask her father to put his hands on. But she is frustrated and unhappy. One day, the palace and the gardens are super busy with people preparing some big event, and she hids on one of her art galleries. Looking at those marble sculptures of naked bodies she feels so horny. She touches them as she masturbates furiously. She is going crazy that she can't reach an orgasm. I am her but I am also the guy who is now working in the palace, so I feel her horny despair and I also see her through his eyes and feel his lust.

Then I realize again I am just dreaming and I wake up.

The night of October 18th, 2012.

Some Pre-knowledge:
I got to bed really late that night, I went out to a bar and drank pretty heavily, which is why I'm so confused with this one. I'm confused as to why I remember so much of it. It was also pretty eventful and weird, which is also paranormal when drinking alcohol. I did my normal techniques, but I dozed off much faster.

The Dream:

The beginning was probably the most vague part. It was a tent event for my old highschool. Everyone was dressed up pretty nice, and I reunited with some old friends. It was a good time from what I remember.

The next thing I remember was that I was in a large town. The town was on a hill, so it sloped down with the hill. If you were at the north end of the city you could see the entire town by looking south. There was a large river that flowed exactly through the middle of the town, with multiple bridges over it at random intervals. They were roads and pathways, and again, from the top you could see them all. It was very fascinating.

A group of friends and I were walking over one of the bridges at the top, walking on the far side, so we couldn't see down the river. As we were walking, the people close to the edge were getting their heads blown off. So many of them were dying, body parts were going everywhere. There was a lot of blood. All of us ducked, people seemed to disregard what was going on.

I crawled toward the far edge where people were dying, and I peaked over the side. A few bridges down, there was what looked to be an army of snipers. I don't know where it came from, but I started picking a few off with my sniper rifle. It was an M24. There were so many, I said screw this. I ran off the bridge, and ran along the outside of the river down the hill, through crowded streets, to get to the bridge they were on.

I got to the bridge, and there were a TON of snipers. Some of them were grouped up. I killed one of them with a mini-uzi. I ran up to them, I guess they didn't notice who I was or what I was doing, and I threw a grenade at their feet. They all dove out of the way. I killed some, injured some and others lived. I ran right over the bridge they were on to escape. I just ran and ran, down back alleys, major streets, and eventually ended up in a parking garage. It was a parking garage that seemed to be underground.

I ran to the stairwell, and went up a flight of stairs. The stair well changed, and there were towels hanging up in the stairwell on the second floor. There were clothes scattered about the floor. The stairwell turned into a dorm hall, and this guy in a towel said "Boy its sure messy up here." I noticed a backpack on the ground in the corner. It was open. It had dress attire in it. I'm not quite sure why I took it, but I zipped it up and stole it.

I ran back downstairs, out the garage, and into a VERY busy street. I merged with the crowd hoping the army guys wouldn't see me.

I woke up at 8AM, probably due to the alcohol. I went to the bathroom and went back to bed.

I was back in the same town. I still had the backpack. It was now night time. I found my old friend Alec with a few of his lady friends. We sat down at a black picnic table in some back alley. He was smoking a cigarette. All I remember him saying was "Yo Hinch! You smoke now? Don't tell me you're a nerd over smoking!" I said something along the lines of how I enjoy alcohol more than weed. He brought up some comedian.

The last part is very fuzzy. He pulled out a purple book. It was pretty large. Hardcover. A picture of the comedian was on the front. I opened the book up, and all I saw were excel charts. (You know how when you open a book, it usually opens to the most opened page?) It was as if the most opened pages were the charts. They were empty charts. I pondered on this with a friend (I don't remember who,) for at least an hour. We finally opened a page with "comedy" on it. There was a picture in the middle of a purple page, and you would read two or three lines, and then the comedian said the pun or punch line out loud. I honestly thought it was the dumbest thing ever.

I don't think anything happened after that. I woke up again at around 12PM.

Analysis:

I have been playing a lot of shooting games recently, which might explain all the violence in my dreams, especially this one. I also haven't seen my friends from my old highschool for around two years. And now I realize how much I miss them. I don't know what the bag with clothes in it has to do with anything, I don't need clothes, nor do I need nice clothes. Oh well. The purple book may have to do with my old fraternity's pledge book. It was purple. And I dropped a long time ago.

Overall,
another weird dream. It is hard to analyze these, as I don't really talk to many dream characters, and the objects seem pretty random. I'm sure I'll figure out why I've been so violent in dreams recently. I just need to have a few more dreams.

10/18/12
7:00 AM
Wake Back To Bed

• Fell back to sleep with goal of dreaming not expecting to become lucid.
• Let images come to me and settled on flying down a winding shape that became a river with tree covered hills on both sides.
• As I fell asleep I imagined that I was a stream of fire flying down the winding river.

Now asleep and dreaming but not lucid. I was leading a long trail of fire but couldn't see the flames coolness in front of me. So in order to see the flames I would glance behind me and then continue flying over the snaking river. The last time I looked behind me the entire bend of the last turn in the river and all the way up one bank was completely engulfed in flame. I thought this looked totally awesome and took off around the next turn.

To my surprise I found that it was now night time and I was way up high overlooking the river and gripping tightly to the top of a steal structure with a couple pipes that were protruding beside me being the only objects higher up than I was. As I questioned what was going on and how to get down I realized my situation and took two looks at my hand. Yup. Funny looking indeed I was dreaming. I remained calm and decided that I would attempt flying again.

I lifted myself over the edge of the structure and flung myself out into the night. Disappointing as it may be, I fell through the dark and the wind rushed past me. Then I temporarily became less lucid. When I landed in a dark sort of carnival area, my brain tried telling me that I had used a zip line to get down but after seeing my cousin standing in front of me I quickly shrugged off the notion and did another reality check.

At that moment my cousin Michah began to transform. First he shrank to about 2 foot tall and became a bit distorted. Then he continued to shrink into a small cantaloupe sized fur-ball with big feet and a creepily human face. I thought that I'd keep it around and tried to put it on my shoulder. It didn't like that at all and squirmed out of my hands and jotted around my feet.

Just then another version of my cousin came out from between two poorly lit booths. He didn't look like my cousin but never the less I decided that I would try to get rid of the furball and take my dream elsewhere. I probably shouldn't have waisted the time and tried spinning or something. But regardless, I attempted to put the creature in the sudo-cousins hand but both were completely apathetic to me and each other. The creature became a little aggressive and nipped my hand like a playful pup and though I knew I was dreaming I skipped back from it and I woke up.

In memory, this dream was a bit vague, because i only remembered flashes. There were two parts.

In the first part of the dream, i was hanging with a guy i met on the internet, to whom i did not remember his name. We were laying on a bed all night talking about something. I do not remember what it was. It seems as if i was located in a place that i lived in real life, while i was going to college. The guy that i was hanging with, we talked a lot during the dream, from what i can recall. It was a dark night. Or maybe i am picking up on an entirely different dream with the dark night. Who knows...
Another thing i noticed about the guy is that he was more feminine, which i really liked. I think i saw that my mom met him.

In the shift, which is the second part of the dream, where i do not remember how i got there, I was situated on a wooden deck with stairs going down to a river. There were vehicles driving down the stairs to park in the water. I can only imagine how confused i was, and knew i was dreaming, though it did not feel so lucid.

4-12-08


I was in a hotel room. I was looking at myself in a mirror. I noticed that my hair was very curly. I looked away for a moment and when I looked back my hair was really frizzy. This change made me lucid.

[I'm really embarrassed to say what I did next. But I guess I will--but please realize that in real life I really don't have this same obsession to look at my breasts.....]

The first thing I was to take off my shirt again to see what my naked body would look like in this dream. I looked normal and in proportion. I then decided it would be fun to see if I could mentally change the size of my breasts. I first made them bigger. They easily changed until they were a couple of cup sizes bigger. Then I decided to make them smaller. So I did this several times noticing how easy it was to change them. I just thought it, and they changed. I felt proud of myself for being able to do this so easily, and how I felt I was gaining much more control in LDs these days. I then decided to make them really big. But one got all saggy and deformed, so I made them normal again.

I then lost lucidity. But I was still in the hotel room. I looked over and saw my dad sitting on the bed. My dad is dead in real life, so this triggered lucidity immediatly. I then remembered that I wanted to complete the advanced task of riding a tsunami.

So I flew out the hotel door. I was flying over a forest. I needed to find the ocean. I then looked down and saw a river. For some reason I thought that I could make a tsunami on that river. I got closer and saw that the river was flowing fast. I kind of hovered barely above the river and wondered if that would count as riding a tsunami. But then I figured that this was more like white river rafting, and most likely would not count.

I decided to fly higher again. The forest was covered in snow. I could see buildings ahead. As I go closer they looked more like toys, yet they were really big. They reminded me of Playmobil--like great big dollhouses.

I then thought of Robot_Butler's dreams and how I wanted more interesting dreams, and how I needed to just relax and "go with the flow"-- but as I looked around I could see no one, and there was absolutely nothing going on that was at all interesting. Discouraged, I started looking for people. I decided I needed people for the dream to be interesting.

I don't exactly remember what happened next. I do remember talking to a girl named Claire. we were talking about someone named John. I don't think I was lucid during that part.

But then I was lucid again. I saw two guys. I knew I needed to interact with them. The only thing I could think of to do with them was to kiss them. I went to one of the guys and started to kiss him. It was awkward, and he was a terrible kisser. Then he said some rude things to me and started talking about Claire. I decided not to waste my time on him any longer.

I went to the next guy. He was much better looking anyway. He was gentle and nice to me and the kiss was wonderful and romantic. I remember his name was Jake.

At some point during this I woke up.

I remember traveling down a river at night. There wasn't much light at all other than a few random purple floating jellyfish. I also remember talking to E about how she was feeling. I think she was complaining about something. We entered some place that looked like a class room, and stuff was everywhere. I had no idea where to sit. I also remember something about something describing some idea by placing their fingers on a piece of paper and contorting them like ninjutsu hand seals.

A lady who was at a party earlier in another dream is suddenly snooping around the apartment I'm temporarily staying in. She doesn't know me too well and thinks I'm a child so when my dad leaves the place, she comes snooping in and tries to go through his files. I approach her and close the folder she's going through and asks her what's the matter. She's sort of taken aback and after realizing she can't get away with this she says the suspicions about my father are back. She invented some tale about his time in an institution 3 years ago and how he had fits of uncontrollable laughter. Then another tale about how he's a potential murder suspect of a girl and boy.

The dream shifted and I'm living the story of him murdering the 18 year old girl and boy. The girl is blonde and the boy has brown hair. They're strapping something to a horse or pony. My dad comes out of the cabin beside them and is young Harrison Ford (think of the first indiana jones). It's raining outside and inside the cabin. He offers some sort of help. I imagine he's going to try and rape the girl since he's been single for years. I don't remember exactly what happens but I think he kills them. As soon as he starts grinning that Harrison Ford grin of satisfaction, something bumps into the cabin door in front of him. Lightening flashes a mutilated body/face with empty eye sockets of a woman with tangled brown hair is momentarily visible. It's the tormented soul of his ex wife who he apparently murdered in the dream? Looks like the seductive brunette in Eraserhead.

Dream shifts but still relevant.

Fam (no one is divorced now or murdered) was moving back into our first house that's now currently run over by Mexican gangs and shit. The outside of the house was a light turquoise but it actually looked okay. We had parked about 3 cars in the driveway since the whole fam was there. Some of my dad's friends are over playing catch with two dogs and smoking cigars and drinking beers. The house is way too small for all of us as we've grown up, but we're moving back in for the time being. I head inside and ask for my father. My mom mentions he's acting strange and won't budge from his room. I open the door to his room and he's doing t'ai chi beside his bed in the dark (his walls and bedspread are teal). I tell him I know his "secret" and that coaxes him out of his bedroom. I end up getting him to follow me to the street outside our house to look at this glorious river that had formed when they cleared out a Dead End road and joined it to a new town. The water was ridiculously, vivid blue.

I adopt a large, black dog from a shelter, and take him home to my apartment. I find that the responsibility of taking care of him is more than I can stand, and I don't enjoy it at all. I feel like a horrible, awful person, but I decide take him back to the place I got him from to ask them to find a different home for him. He's too big for me to pick up and put in my truck by myself, though, so two of my neighbors help me.

I get back to the shopping center where the shelter is located and walk through it, but by the time I get to the shelter, the dog has wandered off on his own, and I don't know where he is. I was such a lousy owner that I didn't even get a leash for him.

[This dream stemmed from an ad I heard on the radio yesterday for a kennel that really does find new homes for dogs. By the way, I don't even have a truck in real life, just a car.]

[Different dream, later in the night.] I'm playing Hidden Chronicles and I notice, for the first time, that the river on the main map continues further up than I had thought, and there are all kinds of buildings on the other side - a whole town for me to explore. There's a sailboat dock across the river from my estate - obviously, you're supposed to get to that part of town by sailing across the river - and a second bridge for me to repair.

Suddenly, I'm standing among the buildings of the town on the far side of the river. When I turn and look back down the river, I gasp - from this ground-level point of view, looking in this direction, I can see that there's a whole city over there to explore, complete with its own skyline of skyscrapers. I'm really excited to explore it, but I think, Looks like I'm going to keep playing this game for the next couple of years.

[Different dream.] I'm with my parents, and my mom needs me to translate some text from Japanese into English [or vice versa, I don't remember] for her. She needs it right away, and all I have is my phone, but I plug away at it anyway. We're visiting the home of some friends, and we're sitting down to have dinner with their large family around the light-brown, round table that my parents have in their house.

I'm on a boat. There are several strange phenomenon of which I remember one. A bull crashed through a window and into a room where there was a nurse. It is on a rampage but then falls down a deep hole out of sight.

I go onto the deck of the river. My dad and sister are there. We start tubing down the river. I am on the edge of a mass of people; a pyramid of tubers. Minding my own business this muscular, black, teenager guy comes up to me and starts threatening me. I am trying to remain calm and not get angry back (partly because I will not beat him in a fight). He punches one of my tubes (I have three stacked up) and then punches the other one, deflating them both. Finally, he leaves me alone and goes back to the edge of the river to walk down it with his grandmother. My sister and dad are still present as we drift further down the river. I am separated from them. I go up a kind of "reverse waterfall" that is reminiscent of the ascent on a log flume ride, but the water is moving upwards against gravity; I am floating on the water. Some experts explain that eels and tunnels are making this strange thing happen. On the other side of this water-up is a delta type scene. I relax on the banks and here somebody talking about Atlantic City.

Traveling down a river with my sister is a recurring theme in my dreams. Also, it is common for me, my sister, and my dad to be on a trip together without my mother.

10:08 a.m.

A fight. Battle. Magic? A river. Time travel. Stood on the river facing my "enemy." I stretched my hands to the side, along or parallel to the river and used magic. Change. It dried up. Turned into modern. A railroad. I jumped off just as the train arrived.

A house. Going around. Raining. Gray tones. The prospect arrived together with someone else. Was gonna do STP but distracted. Writing a story? Marie.

Last night I had a dream, and I remember the ending of it somewhat well. I was in a very foggy place. The air was white and I don't think I could see the sun because of the thick fog. I could see things close to myself, which was mostly the ground, which was rough natural stone. I think I had somebody with me but I don't remember who. There was a small incline to another area, and I got the feeling that I wasn't supposed to be there, or that people don't usually go there, but I climbed the small craggy slope up like 1.5 meters and went anyway. I had been standing next to a small stream with an intricate worn path in the rock ground. After climbing up, I noticed an arch, sort of like a doorway. I don't remember too much about it, but it was made of several stones and there may have been some foliage as well, and somewhere I saw letters or symbols(I don't recall if they were on the arch or inside or what). I walked around it and looked through from the other direction, and saw a small dark room(I don't remember seeing anything in front of it from the other direction, the arch stood alone I think), with some hanging moss(Spanish moss?) partially obstructing my view. I remember seeing a little bit of the color dark purple, I know that the moss was a dull grey green. Either I or somebody with me said, or I thought to myself, there is a bear inside. It wasn't scary but it was sort of discomforting. I or we kept moving, but I don't remember what else I did or saw in that rocky misty land.

The landscape was kind of like this, but with more fog everywhere. After a google image search, I know that the landscape was much like the highlands of Scotland, with more exposed rock-- but not particularly jagged rock, it was craggy but worn smooth enough to climb and walk on.

I know I don't remember much, but I can't stop thinking about that place. It was really nice.

EDIT: My not-quite-accurate-but-close illustration