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I was up until 1:30 and went to bed with no intention of lucid dreaming.

Some old 8-bit game involving a rocket scientist who goes back in time to claim a rocket engine that he invented from another scientist who stole his idea. He travels back to 1929 or 1934 (Can't recall but those years were important to the story somehow.) In the end, he travels back to the present.
There was something to do with this huge fuel silo.
He then designs this weird asymmetric spaceship that falls apart before it even launches. He starts re-designing it.

The end.

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Dream 1 - Rocket ship
So I'm walking to a door that leads outside of a house, I open it and see outside. There's a giant rocket ship, and this is my 'project' in the dream, to build and launch a giant rocket into space. I get the feeling it's nearly launch time, and there's a barrel in front of me that I need to light, once I do it will launch, but... I realize that I need to clear the area, I shout out to my flatmates that it's going to launch soon and that I need some help. They run off somewhere and start 'clearing the area', I don't seem to really know what I'm doing, I can see another person driving a tanker truck around too. I start moving the aforementioned barrel up to the door, but as I reach the door I realize that no one will be able to get back inside which would be bad, since then they'd we'd all be caught in the blast radius of the rocket. I move it back and call my flatmates to come back inside, then I block the exit off with the barrel again (I suppose my plan was to be able to light it and then dart back inside the house). A major flaw of this, once again, was that I had blocked the entrance to myself >_< so I think to myself that maybe I could run around to the back entrance, but I woke up/forgot the rest.

Dream 2 - Time Travel
I found this dream peculiar since I don't know if this happened after or as a part of the above dream (like some weird transition occurred). But I think it may as well be called another dream since it was radically different. Me and a kid (maybe 10ish?) seem to have traveled to another world via a closet in his house (I think he was sheltering me in his house or something). I don't recall anything that really happened, but he had brought his friends and I came along to protect them or something (I sort of imagine that he had been slightly troubled prior to entering this world, and that it was like he was escaping). Fast forwarding to the end of the dream, we're in a rush to get back to the portal, like there is about to be some explosive catastrophe (I thought it might have been the rocket from the previous dream). All the kids friends make it to the portal and go through, me and the kid are last, he goes next, diving through, I follow and just in the nick of time (I felt like there was some kind of extreme explosion at that moment, and recall the portal having a thin, twirling vortex of purple energy around the entrance). I jump onto the portal (which is a bed with a blanket) and dive under the sheets. I'm back in the kids room. But something isn't quite right... I'm on the floor, the room is dark, behind me is the kid and the portal. I turn and face them, and something stirs to my left in a bed... It's another kid, the same kid that is looking at me from by the portal. I realize that beside me on my right is another bed, and I'm in it sleeping. The kid who just woke up looks around sleepily, a bit dazed and confused. We had gone back in time. I know though, that everything is going to be okay, because he NEEDED a brother... It felt strange, but I knew his dad would accept him and that they'd just be known as twins, and that the kid would never again feel the need to go into the portal, it would change the events of the future without creating a paradox. It was just... Supposed to be this way?

Dream 3 - Frozen Witch
Me, a guy and a girl are all best friends. We play near the coast that has a short drop into an expansive ocean. The rocks on the side of this coast are smooth sandstone, and there are fields of green behind them. The sky is stunning, warm and blue with a light breeze. I remember seeing wave cute arches of sandstone and some caves here and there. One day we come across a frozen woman, and somehow knowing she'd be alive (as if she were the Avatar or something) we unfreeze her, somehow... I seem to remember the brightness of the world dimming, things take on a tragic tone, she goes crazy and gets into a showdown with my friend (the guy), they're both very powerful. The only weakness the witch has is water, when it touches her she becomes immobile, so my friend tackles her off the coastal side and into the water. A month passes by without seeing either of them, until my friend washes up on the shore, we rush to help him and I think he ends up being okay.

The dream restarts - an alternate story unfolds.
This time, it isn't us that finds her, but another person, a Sea Goddess. She takes mercy on the soul of the frozen witch, and in her cavern begins to unfreeze her slowly. I discover this by walking into a cave one day, a pool of water lies in the middle of the room that looks clear and tropical. On the other side of the room is the witch, mostly frozen except her head which has a vortex of light blue twirling around her head calmly and slowly. Magic water drips onto her ice-encased body, gradually the water that melts floats up and joins the twirling vortex. The witch is different this time, she has a beautiful and friendly smile. It seemed inevitable though, because somehow later on she and my friend fight again. He rips of his clothes and tackles her into the water. This time she doesn't seem to be defeated by water, and as they thrash in the water they end up stopping. He climbs back onto land, and starts walking off into the distance. Things change now, my friend is a girl and is naked, it doesn't seem sexual though. Also, I've become the witch, I'm in the water, pressed up against the edge of the coast watching her walk away and I have a feeling of wanting her to teach me how to fight.

I lived in the country during World War 5. One of my friends had a job as a mail carrier, and she hated it because she has bad knees.

I was riding down a road on the back of a flat-bed pickup with a bunch of noisy teen boys. They were all carrying rocket launchers and machine guns and grenades and stuff. As we drove down the interstate, we would occasionally drive passed a big billboard. At that point, the boys would all jump off, run up to the sign and just DESTROY it with their weapons. Pretty epic.

I am flying a small spacecraft down to the surface of Mars, near the polar ice caps. I notice that in some places trees seem to be poking out of the polar ice. I land in a clearing as to not damage the trees or my spacecraft.
I get out, along with a couple researchers. We are all wearing space suits. They are really excited having discovered (dead) alien life on another planet. Some of the one of the researchers begins taking samples from the tree trunks. Another begins photographing and surveying measurements of the trees. Another begins exploring a cave beneath an ice shelf. I follow him.
We get underground and turn on the lights on our helmets. We see that the cave is supported by the trunks of the dead trees. We continue deeper to find that there is in fact a winding passage that runs very deep under the ice cap.
After having journeyed about a quarter mile. The researcher begins urging me to turn back, telling me that we can undergo a more thorough exploration of these caves at a later date, but we should turn back now.
Then, I noticed that liquid water was dripping onto us. I decided to do something stupid. I started to take off my space helmet.
"NO! Don't do that!"
I do it anyway. It comes off. I take a deep breath of cold, wet air.
The researcher is freaking out, and trying to radio his friends that I have just broken regulation and taken my helmet off. But we're too deep in the cave for his radio to connect. I feel like I can hear some kind of rumbling noise.
I 'sssh' him wanting to hear the noise.
"Do you hear that?"
"What is it?"
I wake up.

Didn't I dream about a mission to mars two days ago? CONGRUENCY!


I was visiting this pizza place. It feels like I am very far away from my home, Like I might be in another state or something. The pizza place is near this freeway overpass. I go in and ask for a small peperoni pizza. The manager comes to the counter and asks if rather than pay, I would be willing to preform a small task because he is understaffed.
He walks me outside and says that what makes this pizza joint special is how fast their deliveries are. They actually specially deliver pizzas using these tiny rockets, about the size of a small garbage can. He wants me to put the pizzas in these rockets and fly them to the correct destinations. He gives me a pizza to practice with, then goes inside.
I put the pizza in the hatch on top of the rocket, and launch it. It takes me a few minutes to figure out how to do so. I have no idea how to control it so the rocket just flies straight up. When it starts to come down, the hatch opens and the pizza comes out and falls onto the manager's head, who had come back out to check on my progress. The rocket falls back onto the launch pad and breaks.

Fragment: I am eating Pizza. Not trying to feed some zombie mutant form or anything. Just eating pizza. And I am actually eating a sane amount rather than last time.

I am watching a science fiction movie about the first manned mission to mars. It is a partnership between Nasa, China and the European space agency.
The first thing that I can recall seeing is the ship. It is huge by 'realistic' standards, perhaps 40m wide by 20m high by 100m long. The European space agencies worked to build the crew housing as well as find the crew members. China was responsible for the 'light speed engines'. I don't think they could go light speed necessarily, but they were engines that made the ship go very fast. Then attached to the outside were the engines that Nasa built designed for landing the ship on Mars. They were not as fast but they worked better when near planets, because supposedly the Chinese engines were affected by planet's gravity and could explode.
The ship is docked to the ISS, and there are two space shuttles there as well. The movie goes into some characters that are getting ready to board the ship, such as the captain. I think in total, about 10 people will be going to Mars.
We then see another character. A woman who was chosen to go, but declined as she had the feeling that something would go wrong. She was at home (somewhere in rural England) where there was a strong thunderstorm rolling through. She is with her daughter, who looks a lot like her, though is about two. She is talking on the phone with the people at the space agency saying that there is one last shuttle going up tomorrow and that if she wants to go, she still can. The woman says 'No' that she would rather take care of her daughter than be a part of history.
Cut back to outer space. Mars is coming in range to go to. But now here is the funny part. Mars comes REALLY close to earth. I mean like the planet was probably only a few thousand miles over the surface at its lowest point. I then carries on past earth. Supposedly the mission was supposed to 'chase' Mars after it passed earth. So the astronauts wait a few days.
So the big day comes. Time to fire the engines and chase down Mars. Right before the engines fire, we see that the crew checks in with the space agency. We see that something small on the ship has just detached from near the engines. There is a shot of the captain turning on the engines.
The Chinese engine fires, but only the one on the left. The one on the right seems to be malfunctioning, and spitting out fuel. The ship begins to spin violently. They try to turn on the Nasa engine to bring it into balance, but the Chinese engine is much more powerful. The ship begins to spiral down to earth, then the Chinese engine goes offline because it is too close to the earth's gravity. Using the Nasa engines, they are able to stabilize the ship before it falls into the atmosphere. The space agencies goes into emergency mode to fly up and fix the engine before Mars is out of range.

IWL, I'm going to college in the fall.

So I am going to my first day at college. The campus feels much more built up than it is IWL. I meet my roommate who has long curly hair and seems like a nice guy.

I forget a great deal of what happened, but I recall this part where everyone is drawing with sidewalk chalk. There are some very talented artists present. I try to draw a character but for some reason he continually becomes very small. I scratch him out and try to draw the character huge, like 10 feet high, but I look away then look back and my drawing is tiny again.

Fragment: I am at some swimming pool. There is a large bay out in front of me with a gorgeous skyline across the way. I jump off the side of the pool, do a flip, then jump off of the opposing side into the water.

Fragment: I am partially lucid attempting the advanced TOTM, to go to another planet. I go outside into a meadow surrounded by trees. I attempt to manifest a spaceship but only manage create a small rocket motor about the size of my hand. I start the engine and it flies out of my hand, circles around in the sky above me about one and a half times, then explodes.

Somebody is pitching an idea for a children's show to me. The show I think was called "Freedom Riders" and it's set in an alternate World War 2 universe. The show follows four young women who wear these skin-tight red and yellow suits and ride around on motorcycles through this industrial wasteland fighting the show's analog for Nazi Germany. The show makes use of some really cool animation techniques, such as sometimes going for a graphic/poster look in critical scenes. The animation looks like the paper cutouts done in South Park, but the characters look almost anime-esque. The show actually has interesting plots and complex themes, though I question if it is really appropriate for a "Kids Show", as some of the characters swear and there is a lot of blood shown. Whoever is pitching the show to me gets very upset. I tell them that they should simply change their target audience and run the show that way.

I join some astronauts on a moon mission, but end up getting left behind on the moon. But the other astronauts leave me behind. There is some AI that states that I may be able to use the moons' missile system to fly back home by targeting a missile at earth then riding it back. At first I'm like "what missile system" All I see are a couple of supply crates and burnt-out landers, but I spot the missile system amongst them.
Normally, I would like to get to earth more or less, I don't know, ALIVE. But my dreams are not set in any kind of logical universe so I grab onto one of the missiles and the AI fires it.
I Become lucid as we begin flying and lose the dream.

Something to do with this "demon" entering the house. It is a floating talking head with red skin and white eyes. It commands me to make a fire in the houses' fireplace, and run the bath water upstairs. It says I should continuously run between the fire and the water and check on both.
As the monotony of tending to the fire and running the bath water sinks in, I become partially lucid, but wake up before becoming fully lucid.

I dreamed that I was part of a crew that was going to ride in a rocket to the moon. The capsule we were going in looked very old, like 1960s era Soviet technology, and it was very tiny. It had one circular room. 2 men were operating the actual controls, and I was supposed to navigate. For some reason, I did this with old-fashioned looking blueprints. Our first mission was successful.

Things went a little wrong during the 2nd mission. There was another woman, Sophia, who was training to be a navigator. They assigned both of us to the capsule for the next mission, but it was far too cramped for 4 people to fit inside... when all 4 people got in, I didn't have enough space to actually do my job. Finally, it was decided that Sophia would stay behind.

Eventually, we docked at a tiny space station with a room with several beds built into the wall.

Then, a perspective shift. I'm now a spectator, and Captain Kirk is leading an old-fashioned-looking starship. He's only doing it temporarily, until they pick up the "real" captain. They run into a very strange colony/organism, it's a giant, translucent, organic bag of liquid with worms and snake-like creatures inside of it. It reminds me a lot of looking through a microscope at a slide full of tiny creatures. Anyway, it engulfs the ship. Kirk leaves the ship and floats into a little air sac/bubble in order to try negotiating with the creatures, but they're sort of evil. Eventually, he decides it can't be done, so he punches a hole in the side of the sac and all of the fluid drains off into space.

Then I dream that my mother gave me 2 bowls of popcorn. One is smaller than the other. I sit and pet an orange kitten, and we both eat popcorn.

Review:
Dream clues:
- I do not normally operate rockets
- It is not the 1960s
- "Spectator" perspective
- My mother is 2000 miles away
- I don't own a kitten

00:00 Mon 2013-10-21
01:14 bedtime, temp 17C -- 1 hour behind schedule, but I wanted to finish "Matrix Reloaded"
03:02
F1) Trying to make a destination by a certain time, ahead of others: a man and a woman, large open outdoor field. Our paths intersect, we come together, they edge ahead of me.
06:23
1) I'm standing in a hallway in a multi-level structure like a big ship. I'm talking to someone above me through the ceiling. Then someone else up through another stairway/hole in the ceiling asks about whether it's safe. I say "There's no way a return value from a toilet can harm you unless you apply the value to your body."

F2) Instrument (B). Written instructions on how to modify the instrument, how to pound the high D key into the wood in order to stabilize playing the high E.

2) standing with people in an outdoor kitchen at a tall counter. There are jars of condiments on the counter. Playing with people, singing some tunes. I hit a note very high for me with full opera quality that gets everybody's attention. It's beautiful. A conductor comes up and says, "Hey! Hey! Hey! Everybody, let's start playing this opera! He starts getting ready to conduct the opera. I'm scrambling around looking for my music. The conductor is a short and swarthy man. He's conducting and I'm looking for my notes in his pile of music and other places. I find a few excerpts but not the full notes.

F3) arriving home with a woman. I say "hey, you should give me a quick welcome home kiss." After a quick kiss then I say "that's not good enough." Then she (short-haired redhead, DS) gives me a deeper kiss with rough tongue action which is not pleasant. Then she says I'm not giving enough. (WL, Matrix Reloaded kiss scene).

3) I'm searching for a composer, who lives in an odd house, which is like small chunks of living space down a multi-level spiraling scaffolding. I start at the top very high and descend down the levels, jumping down level to level. He's talking about the piece that he's created. It's a performance piece about a man who moves on the ground like a snake, inches around. The guy is really proud of the special effect he's created, where the man moves without any visible physical means: crawling along the floor, very slowly at first, you can barely see he's moving, then he crawls faster and faster. There are a bunch of people standing in the room, and someone says "for the first time in history, people will move across a room without any visible means of movement."

06:31 MILD using these scenes. 14C temp, air matress plug popped, have to replace with another for now, looks like I'm getting a WBTB after all.
06:56 BTB
08:33
4) Driving a car at high speed through underground maze, like a huge sewer tunnel but clean and lined with huge white tiles and well-lit. Rectangular cross section. I'm driving at extremely high speed, jumping off ramps and floating through the air. I imagine that I have previously walked through this maze before. I'm avoiding people in this maze, I need to get through a gate (DS), I can't get through the gate, there is a women helping me. There are various kinds of access cards in all kinds of languages and all kinds of currency, including alien currency. We go through all kinds of cards and all kinds of thoughts but we can't open the gate. She finally looks in her purse and finds one more card, she puts it in the reader and the gate opens. We quickly turn the card reader over and read its display so we can see what kind of reader it is and how much currency is left on it. I read "FLM" or "FLAM" on the display but there is no indication of a balance. She says "there's no balance shown." We keep going.

09:35 voice recorder malfunction! 4.5 minutes of recall detail lost! SH!T! There's got to be at least several dreams in there with good detail. What a bummer. Good reason to transcribe right after getting up! From memory:

F4) Going into a room, like a dorm room, there are lots of people around. Insdie a room, at first I think there's room only for one person. The bed is to the back in a small alcove with a low roof where the bed is. I see another bed and think "ah ok this is a two-person room". The beds are on the ground. I think this used to be my room. Visiting friends at college?

10:17
5) Big strong police woman stopping people with improper packages on their cars. Guy says he can't get his window open, so she comes and lifts the entire door off with her hands. I'm driving on the driver's side, she takes off the front passenger door. She is wearing a tank top, and I see as she's flexing with arms spread out to the sides. She's muscular and I see black stubble in her armpits. I say (to a friend outside?) "damn, look at her she's BUFF! She works out! She's buff!". She throws the door down. She lets us go. Her attention turns to another motorist, whom she stops. Some woman with presents and boxes strapped to the outside of her car, around the windshield and hood, on both sides of the car. They're coming undone and she's trying to tie them back on. I think "O man she's going to get it, that cop does NOT LIKE packages strapped to the outside of cars!"

6) Rocket engine fireworks. Instead of fireworks it's a giant collection of rocket ships. I see the rocket take off with an fiery strong intense/bright yellow/orange flame out the bottom. It flies slowly up for a while, then turns down and faces towards the ground. The crowd gasps: "AAAAAaaa!". I remove myself from the immediate view area for safety behind a roof/house, and I'm moving around / peering around to fully see the flight of the rocket. Then it turns up again and separates into all of its different 4-5 smaller rocket pieces. They swoops up, down, and all around. Then they rejoin into a single rocket and goes up, up, up. Then up and down, at one point it leaves a trail of bright yellow pinpoint dots behind it as a finale, then it disappears and the show's over.

10:24 get up temp 16C, window cracked 1 inch, new heater next to bed, first setting, dial at 3 oclock (75%), good sleeping conditions, small window in kitchen cracked 1 inch open. could sleep more but time to get up. white cotton socks, 3 blankets on top of comforter.

I fell asleep at...around 12:30AM-12:45AM after going to bed at 10:15PMish. Yes, I have some difficulty falling asleep.

I woke up at 3:40AMish to scribble these down in a physical DJ I now keep by my desk.

Dream 1: I was playing Kerbal Space Program, and had a simple rocket. I was in some kind of tutorial, doing a moon landing. Everything was extremely fast, as if it were at 250x speed or so - even faster at times. I rapidly landed on the moon, then time reversed and I suddenly sped back to the planet.

I then found myself in space again, and did another superfast moon landing, this time onto a large concrete structure. The "moon" seemed to be about 250 meters across, but the scale wasn't very consistent - the platform seemed to be much larger. Must be just a trick of perspectives in dreams.

Anyways, I landed, and the tutorial guy (who was suddenly present and voiced) said "Almost done, but build me a rocket." I found a bunch of parts just lying around, and the tutorial guy says "put your finger on that part at the top" which was a floating Mk3 cockpit.

At this point, the tutorial guy started laughing like crazy, as I start assembling the "rocket" or "shuttle" or what have you. The tutorial guy had his own character at this point - running around like a typical idiot in gMod (in fact, we both had physguns). I attach two parts, then attach some kind of "suicide part" which was apparently a self-destruct for whatever part it was attached to.

Then, I opened a menu of some description (which was a light blue) and it said I had four "Battle Rifles." I go to select one, but the dream ended.

Dream 2 (fragment): There was something about a murder - someone forcing people to take suicide pills. Similar to the pilot of that Sherlock Holmes TV show (the British one) which I watched earlier that day.

Dream 3 - I was in a restraunt with a IRL friend of mine. It was night out, and the lights in the buildings across the street were out - making it appear that the windows were pitch black. Apparently, someone was killed in one of the buildings, and he was caught on a traffic camera. The murderer exits the building, wearing a blue jacket with a hood. My friend and I get up and chase him, but lose him in a crowd.

At some point, we pass by what vaguely resembles my home from the side - despite never leaving the street and such.

We were walking down a path by a calm lake, and it was a clear night sky with a large, full moon out - perfect for a romantic night, if A) My friend was female and B) We weren't chasing a murderer. We eventually came to a dock, with two "canoes" (which resembled a simple wooden boat with a few seats) and lots of people.

Four of these people had the blue jacket the murderer was wearing, and three of them were Asian. I noticed this and pointed out that "statistically, the killer is one of them."

Note - I have nothing against asians, nor any minority. I evaluate others on an individual basis, and hate everyone equally until proven otherwise. That is, I am neutral towards them.

We get into a "canoe" with about ten other people, and take off - but almost immediately, something happens and I fall into the water, sinking just beneath the surface.

I'm floating underwater, which appears perfectly clear as if it were just air, I can breathe normally, and above me is the boat and the surface. The dream ends at this point, but I remember there suddenly being 3 boats.

Dream 4: There were rock people/golems present, apparently called Gorons, but they were definitely not Gorons, and just some kind of golem. We had built a golem/robot as some kind of gift or replacement for them. Both it and the "Gorons" appeared roughly humanoid, with distinct joints and made of a brown rock. The golem we built rolled/jumped/moved/? donw a path, jumping/passing over seven wooden gates, each decorated differently. Each time, it changed appearance slightly - some change in color. I remember either the fifth or sixth being green - likely sixth, if I recall correctly. When it reached the bottom, it was brown, and had a facial expression of >:| .

We said something along the lines of "It's not perfect, but it'll do."

Note - "We" being "my group" despite me not remembering a group - just that I was part of one.

Anyways, there was a montage of the golem we created showing off - it could fly through the air with its' arms extended, and there were several bird-like creatures made of rock flying alongside it, which were hit by falling lava and killed/destroyed/?. The golem flew into some cave or pit and dived under lava, starting to travel in some lava-filled tunnel.

At this point, I remember seeing some lava dripping down a stalactite at the left of the tunnel - which was still under lava.

Dream 5: This might actually just be a scene change of some description from the previous dream - I do not recall any distinct "cut off" beyond a scene change. I was walking down a cave, with a reasonably wide stream beneath me. It was shallow enough that I could see the rocky bed beneath it, and light was shining down through cracks in the roof. At one point, the water rapidly drained - passing through the rocks. I started running, and exited the cave and found myself on a tiny beach. To my right, there was a small hill of wet sand up against a cliff, which merged with the cave entrance. I notice the waves getting larger, and hear someone shout "Flood warning!"

I started to climb up the sand hill to escape the flood, but even though it was barely two meters tall (and even though I know I never would have climbed up such a thing in the first place to escape a flood), I could not get to the top, as I kept slipping down. It also behaved as though it were a solid object, despite being made of sand.

I went back to sleep some time after I finished writing this - Likely around 4:30AM, as I finished at 4:10AM.

I had two or three beers last night.
I had three cups of coffee yesterday which I think helped me become lucid last night. I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep for hours which happened somewhat recently as well.
I checked in to DVirc last night.


I was looking at a couple of red 4x4's and I knew that I was dreaming. I didn't even do an RC.

I started flying straight up and I felt like a rocket. I even heard the jets. I went above the tree line and started thinking, "I hope I don't get heavy." I focused on the sound of the jets and tried to just ride it.

Soon I saw stars, but I wasn't in space. It was more like here and there, there were spots of light, stars, hanging in our atmosphere. It was still awesome.

Soon after I did get heavy. I didn't exactly fall back to Earth, but I did dream-skip to Earth. I was on a country road. This was a similar theme to a recent lucid also, but this time I didn't really see the road.

I heard a noise and thought I'd go check it out. I followed the sound through some brush. It was really interesting to follow the sound. I was excited as I got closer and closer. I came upon a baby owl in a nest. I was afraid it would bite me if I wasn't lucid, but I was, so I picked it up. It was sweet, so I put it on my shoulder.

Now I went back to the road. A car wizzed by. I tried to step in front of it. This was similar to jumping off a small cliff and into a river in a recent lucid. I find I like to court danger when I'm lucid. Why not?

Then I heard a cop following this car. I was going to wait for it and step in front of it, but it never got there.

Dream skip

I'm in a metal pre-fab building. I forgot the junk that was in it, but I decided to leave and FAILED in my attempt to phase through the wall. I was pissed! I've been having trouble phasing which used to be a natural ability for me. I know the wall isn't there but I still cant pass.

I ended up ripping the wall like cloth, but it took effort. This development really concerns me.

I ended up in a room with E. I wasn't going to do anything with her, but decided that I'd had a pretty varied dream, and maybe it was time to enjoy some female activity. She left, and I ended up trying to explain to another girl whom I was not interested in, the difference between a 1964, '69, and 70 half dollar.

The stupid DC wasn't listening to me. The dream started breaking up here.

I was constructing a rocket out of scrap metal, on it's completion I was planning on going to the moon, my cousin and I enter through the only entrance there is, a standard iron door, we each put on home made helmets with glass visors/viewing areas. I press a red button on the poorly constructed steel wall and sit back in a seat, it was uncomfortable, I can now feel the great acceleration. The door rips off its hinges and my cousin and I get up from our seats, I can no longer feel the acceleration. We walk over to the door, I jump out and land on the surface of the white, grey Moon. After a brief moment I begin to choke and suffocate. I begin to panic. I thrust my legs and push off from the moon to fly into the doorway and land on my feet, I can now breathe but still run over to my seat and sit, as soon as I do This the home made rocket turns toward earth and begins hurdling toward it. It crashes into the ground and without so much as leaving our seats my cousin and I begin converting. He says "did you notice you could breathe if you are near the ship?"
I reply "ya, it's probably because it's gravity created an atmosphere."
Then I say "it took NASA 3 days to get to the moon, it only took us 1."

The Art of Rocketing
I remember being at school. I was the only one in the hallway except for a girl. She walked up to a table near to me. I looked at the table. On it were books that had a lime green color on them. The girl noticed my interest and said, "You should check out this book. It's really great." Then she walked away.

I walked up to the table and eyed the books. They were all the same. I read the cover. "The Art of Rocketing." it said. I flipped through the pages and decided that I wanted to try it out. So I started to read it.

The dream turned into the scenario of the book. Two friends were out in the woods with their rockets. They placed the rockets under them and strapped on. One guy flew backwards; the rocket facing the other way than his body was. He shot through the trees. I could see the fire coming out of his rocket blazing throughout the air.
They flew their rockets over to a creepy house that was for sale. A map was shown in front of me of the whole house. Apparently there were ghosts in some rooms, as it showed on the diagram.

The Elemental Hunger Games
I was sitting there with some people I knew and some I didn't know. We were sitting on a bench in a waiting room. In front of us was a wide mural of what looked like a map.

I think I knew where I was. It was just like the Hunger Games; only you were on teams. You had to kill each person in each team to win. I think there were 4 teams with 5 or 6 people on each.

My friend sat beside me. She looked over to me. "Hey," she said. "I hope we're on the same team."
I nodded. "What elements do you know?" I asked her.
She held up her hand and produced water in it, making it float. "Only water."
I held up my hands and showed her mine. First I created a fiery ember in my hands, moving my hand all around it. Then I summoned a piece of earth in my hands. Next I created water the same way my friend did. Then I felt a gust of wind in my hands. I felt it circling around me.

"So you know all of them, huh," she said. "I guess you're the avatar then."
I didn't think that this was strange at all.

Soon we had to go disperse into teams. Before I knew it, we were all on the battlefield sitting in our underground base. Everyone took turns going outside and guarding. It was a matter of life and death; we waited for the other teams to get beaten while we hid. It may have been cowardly, but I guess it was smart. It was my turn to go guard. I emerged out into some kind of junkyard. And to my luck, a large boy with what looked like a spear in his hands (this may have been Cato) came charging at me.



I ducked as he tried to hit me with it, and threw an uppercut into his stomach. Staggering, he threw his spear straight at me. I dodged it; hearing it whistle by my right ear. Somehow I killed him, I don't remember how I did.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was watching some kind of documentary or TV show about a man who had some kind of really bad disease. But I was also, somehow, in the scene, helping the man. The man's disease may have been terminal.

The man was really overweight. He had dark olive colored skin. He wore a running cap and a white, long-sleeved shirt. The man and I may have hugged or something like that. The man seemed to be really grateful that I had been helping him.

There was another scene that I'm pretty sure I wasn't in. It was more like watching a TV show. The man was standing outside, embracing a girl with his right arm. The girl was probably the man's daughter. The man and daughter were surrounded by news reporters.

The man mentioned something about his appearance. It looked awkward somehow. This was, the man explained, because he was going through sex-change therapy. The chemicals he was taking were giving him a more "feminine" appearance.

I wondered why the hell this guy was taking chemical sex-change therapy at this time. He was apparently dying from a disease. Plus, he had to take all kinds of chemicals in hopes of getting rid of this disease. Now he was taking chemicals for a sex change? It seemed like too much for his body.

Dream #2

I was in a living room with my brother. We were probably watching TV. I was laying on the floor. My brother sat on the couch.

My brother told me, "Sit up and give me the device."

As if I had no will of my own, I sat up, as if to get my brother the device he'd mentioned. My brother seemed to gloat about this. He knew he had the power to control people's minds and actions.

I told myself my brother wasn't really controlling me, and that I would get him the device, just to show that I liked my brother and I wanted to help him.

The device was up on the top of the entertainment center in which the TV sat. It may have been just to the right of a VCR or a DVD player.

The device was some sort of rocket shaped like a stick. But its propulsion mechanism wasn't an explosive. It was like a clear lens that used some kind of electronic process.

My brother had attached a camcorder to the rocket. He was going to film what the rocket did. The rocket and the camera together looked like a bottle rocket.

The rocket was made only for destructive purposes. I knew that my brother's first use of this rocket was going to be to crash it into the face of some woman on a TV news program.

In my mind's eye I saw the rocket crash into the newswoman's face. The rocket may have lodged itself pretty deeply into the newswoman's head. It had to be pulled out. When the rocket was pulled out, I may have seen a view of the newswoman's mutilated face.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out on some road that appeared to be on a building top. I may have been standing outside at first. But, at least eventually, I was inside a vehicle, possibly a van. I was with some man and someone like my mom. The day was really sunny, maybe hot.

I saw an airplane flying up through the air, just after it had lifted off. But the back end of the airplane was shaped just like the back end of a space shuttle. The whole airplane may have been white and red, with a shiny, plasticky look.

I got kind of freaked out because the airplane had had the back end of a space shuttle. I thought the craft should be lifting up into the air much faster if it were a shuttle. I got the eerie feeling that it would start lifting quickly up into the air very soon. But something about the fact that it kept not lifting up into the air had me really panicked.

One of the people with me, probably the man, may have tried to convince me that the craft weren't actually a shuttle, and that its back end didn't actually look like that of a shuttle.

I looked over the building we were on. There was a space shuttle posed in front of the building, on some kind of metal-frame, like a statue. I tried to compare the craft in the air and the shuttle on the ground.

I must have been satisfied. We started driving away from the scene. I felt afraid to look back at the craft in the air. We passed some large passenger plane that looked normal. It gave me a huge sense of the relief, as if the craft in the air were normal.

We were now driving around on some tarmac, possibly at the foot of the building we had been on. We drove past one experimental plane. I knew about this whole place, and I knew about these experimental planes. I told the man about this plane. The man may now have been someone like my mom's old boyfriend.

We drove past another experimental plane. This one was all clear, like it was just a thin, metal skeleton covered over with the clear material that makes the walls of a greenhouse.

The plane was kind of needle-shaped, with something about it reminiscent of the Blackbird. It also had something to its design very much like the grid pattern underlying some computer animations. The plane also had a logo on its side saying "Scoop Technologies."

I told the man something about this plane as well, like I was a little kid showing off how smart I was to an adult man. We then passed another plane which may have been much, much larger than the clear craft. We then passed another experimental craft, which I may also have explained to the man.

Dream #2

I was in some building, on the second floor, laying on my stomach on the floor, staring out a window-wall. Below was some kind of small courtyard, floored with stone tiles, edged around with little gardens and trees, with some leafs blowing across the tiles.

Two girls were down in the courtyard area. They may have been in their early teens. They were both dressed in costumes. The costumes were like older European dresses, like from the Elizabethan era or a bit later than that. But the colors of the costumes were very bright, like Sailor Moon uniforms.

One of the girls saw me looking down at them. She ran up to the building, jumped all the way up to the window, and tapped her hand against the glass. The girl apparently liked me, and she was trying to let me know.

The girl was now back on the ground with her friend. The two girls spoke with each other for a moment. I couldn't believe the girl had managed to jump high enough to tap the window. I wanted her to do it again. But I also wanted her to do it again so I could make sure she liked me.

I tapped on the glass and waved the girl back to me. The girl came wandering back up to the building. The other girl warned the girl not to jump up to the window, since she'd get hurt really bad if she slipped and fell.

This time she didn't jump up to the window. She climbed up something like a thin, metal drain-pipe that had little pieces of metal like ladder-rungs running up it. The wall was red stone (so red it almost looked painted), and the drain-pipe and "ladder-rungs" were the same color.

The girl got up to the window and touched my hand.

Now the girl was down on the ground with her friend, a ways away from the building. The girl stood near a waist-high, silvery metal column. The girl lifted up her skirt and draped it over this column. She then kind of leaned over the column, so her torso was parallel with the ground.

I was now sitting somewhere, possibly on the roof of a building, with two women. We had a bunch of stuff with us like we were taking a trip to the beach. I sat on the floor, on a towel. There were a few other big beach towels all around me. On either side of me there were long beach chairs and tall parasols.

One of the women was my friend H's friend Y. Y sat on the edge of one of the beach chairs. Y was telling the other woman, in a different language, how she liked me, but how it seemed like all I ever did was study and think about intellectual things. Y wondered if I could possibly like her at all.

I spoke to Y in English, not letting on that I'd understood everything she'd just said in the foreign language, but letting her know that I was interested in her. But I then got worried about showing her any more of my feelings. H was coming back soon. And H liked me. She couldn't think I liked Y.