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Searching for Claire

Well, when you don't write a dream until 2 months later, things become a little blurry. It started out with me walking along some part of Honey Creek Road in Ohio. Chris was also walking with me. It was rainy and a little foggy. We were looking for something, but I wasn't quite sure what we were looking for at the time. The setting of the dream and the fact that we weren't succeeding made us feel kind of bad. "I'm getting sick of this rain." I said. Right after I said this, I noticed a girl ahead who doesn't seem to be bothered by the rain. I'm pretty sure it was my dream student, Molly.

Some sort of weird dream thing happened where I started seeing the world through her eyes for a moment. Through her eyes, there was no rain, but only sunshine. Everything was just fine and happy. There's something I learned from that about positive thinking, but I don't feel like explaining it. When my vision returned to normal, I felt a lot better. The rain quickly disappeared and the sun started to shine brightly. We walked over to Molly and greeted her. I can't remember what was said, but she agreed to help us.

As we walked along the road I saw a town off in the distance. To the side of the road I also notice a sign with a few things about the town. There were pictures of different things associated with the town. At the bottom right corner of one of the images there was a man reading a newspaper. I saw Claire's picture in the paper. I finally became lucid due to all of the obvious signs I was dreaming. I realized that Claire is who were looking for. She was missing and was apparently last spotted in this town. I looked away from the sign and said, "I think Claire might be in this town!" "Why do you think that?" Chris asked. "Look at this picture." I told him. When I looked back at the picture, the newspaper showed an article about a car crash instead of Claire.

I got a little annoyed and tried to figure out how I thought I saw Claire. "I could have sworn I saw Claire in that picture." I said. "I remember you told me that sometimes text changes inside dreams. So maybe it works the same for pictures." Molly said. That actually made sense. "Thanks, I think you might be right." I said. I started walking towards the town, but then it felt like I was alone. I turned around and realized they were still standing next to the sign. "Aren't you guys coming?" I asked. I saw that Chris was looking a bit nervous. "Claire scares me sometimes." Chris said. "Alright, you two can stay here, but I'm going to find Claire." I said. I then proceeded to walk towards town.

The dream skipped here and I was now inside an indoor basketball court. Claire was one of the coaches for some reason. I was going to talk to her, but I somehow ended up being put in the middle of a basket ball game. I used my lucid powers to give myself a little bit of an edge in the game. I was doing things like using strength to make power shots, moving very fast, and slowing down time. When one of the kids finally realized what I was doing he became very angry. He started to have some sort of violent anger seizure thing and had to be taken to the hospital. I think I woke up after that.

End

[So at around 10:20AM i had an almost successful DEILD attempt, but it failed for some reason when i was almost already in the dream... I gave up somewhat after this, as i got really excited and thought that i won't be able to fall asleep anymore today... seems like i was wrong...]

When i found myself in the dream, i was walking in my current school's darker half, where i rarely go. A lot of people were going out of classrooms and walking around in the corridor and i got lucid because there were too many people there who shouldn't.
My first thought was "Oh yes! I thought that i won't get an LD today anymore, but it succeeded! ".
The first thing i wanted to do was get out of this school, since i wanted to find Lucy [I will make an entry soon giving more insight on who and what Lucy is].
Because Lucy is tricky, i wanted to get out of the school into a more open place, where she can't really hide or scare me. So i thought i'll just go through the wall.. why not? Well as soon as i faceplanted the wall, it answered my question.
I tried it again, another faceplant... i just couldn't get through it.
I rubbed my hands together multiple times as the dream was really instabil [It was 11AM in reality] and it fixed it a little.

I decided to move on and search another exit. I went through a swing door, which led me into a place that looked a lot like a factory of some kind... a lot of machines all around and the big room had yellow windows everywhere, to decrease the sun's light. I decided to fly up into the air and tried to fly through the ceiling, but i faceplanted it again... in the air... ugh.
Then i noticed 2 girls down on the ground talking something like "Look! Look what is she doing!"
I didn't really care about them and didn't look at them at all first, but i knew they were my classmates from my old school. When i realized that i can no way go through the roof i decided to get down to the ground and think, but just as i turned around i woke up.

[I waited a little in my bed, didn't open my eyes, but got the feeling that i can't go back anymore...]
After this, for my surprise i found myself in the dream again... even while it wasn't intentional as i thought i can't come back... I was still lucid.
I was standing in the middle of a high traffic road in the closest big city, where i usually go by with the bus. I was glad that at least i was outside now and it was sunny as well. I still didn't forget my goal, i wanted to talk to Lucy.
I decided that talking on top of a bus would be a good place, as i could keep my eyes on her easily and she couldn't really hide anywhere.

I looked around a little and noticed that multiple buses are coming my way, i grabbed one's mirror and tried to stop the bus from moving, but it was too strong and got away. Then i noticed how scary it seems when a huge bus comes towards me, so i decided to put one of my legs in front of a bus as that would surely make me lose my leg in real. It hit my leg and it just bounced a little and the bus just went on... I thought to myself that invulneralibity is fun ;D
Then i decided to not let go the next bus, i grabbed it's back and i was right, it couldn't move on anymore. I picked it up with one hand and kept it in my hand while i turned around to find a place where i could trap the bus to stop it from trying to get away.

As i turned around i found myself in my small town, near the supermarket, where currently a lot of people were doing picknicks. The river that was there in real was missing and they were sitting on the grass around there.
I still had the huge bus in my hand and kept on going towards some bushes where i thought i could trap the bus in... but just as i went past one picknicking family, one of the kids has thrown a rock at me, which i felt was stuck in my shirt at my back... I thought to myself that a dream figure won't make a joke of me and turned around and wanted to bash him with my bus, but then i woke up again, the dream fell apart

[I didn't realize in time that dream figure was an interruption... meh]
[I couldn't go back anymore, but i was still happy that i got this LD, this is my third one this week ]

I think I have to blame this dream on my mom's addiction to cooking competition shows, and perhaps a bit on my own weird fascination with wedding planning shows.

I dreamed that my mother and I were in our living room, watching a wedding show or a cake-making show or something. Think something you'd see on TLC. The wedding cake that had been made was amazing, it looked just like the carriage from Disney's Cinderella. Unfortunately, the bride wasn't able to cut the cake for some reason, and the bakers had a short amount of time to fix it for her. The bride had cancer, and her chemo treatment had made her bald. She wanted a new bridal veil, but I can't remember why. One of the bakers on the TV points out to my mother and me and says "Why don't you help us?"

Bam. Suddenly my mom and I are inside the television/in the environment of the show. The cake designer tells us to find a new veil. We find ourselves in a huge city (NYC maybe?) and being the country bumpkins that we are, we're totally out of our element. We vigilantly look for a veil though. Under benches. In mailboxes. Inside newsstands. Totally logical places to look for a bridal veil, right? (/sarcasm)

We ended up on the outskirts of the city. It was a very desolate wasteland. This is when I woke up and had to start my day, which was disappointing. I would've loved to gone further in the dream, or maybe even attempt to become lucid and make the veil magically appear to see what would happen as a result.

i am with a group of people. we are connected via friendship, or maybe circumstance, but not necessarily blood.
maybe blood too. i can't tell, or maybe i can't remember. we're not all related though. there's about 6 of us.

this epic i awoke from is fragmented, and i carry over only pieces, like a drunk night's morning. they are probably not in chronological order, but i'll try to make it make sense.

scene one

i am in the woods with the group.
we are together, but spread out over the trail. i can see the last person and the first person.
we are looking for the "bad guy" of the story. he's some king but only the word applies, he's not royalty or at least its never talked about. for some reason we know he is in a "cold room", which is a specific thing.
quite all of a sudden, and i mean ALL OF A SUDDEN a train cuts thru the middle of our group. i can't see the rest of the people, and one lady is missing. she might be my grandmother, but that's a 50/50 chance.
the train goes by, or somehow we all re-group with the train still going, and after everyone thought she died, she is here, fine, shooken up but alright.
i think to myself how we really have to be careful because the trains can come from anywhere, anytime. there are no tracks.

scene 1.5

we all go to the train station. the train hasn't arrived yet. there are two hobos who are waiting for it, to jump into the boxcars and go. there's a third man, standing and staring at us. well fuck, that's the guy!
someone says his name is "dale" or something with a D....the train arrives. he was on the other side.
me and someone else go into a boxcar just to see how it is.
it is pretty much the inside of a VW, two facing seats inside a rectangle box. kinda nice.
we get out and the train leaves. no dale and the hobos are gone.
my mom is with me, or maybe she's part of the group. she uses my phone to call someone named dale.
"wait no, now he'll know my number and know where i am!" she called the wrong dale, i had two: some guy, and THE EVIL GUY!

scene 2

we are outside a supermarket. we are coming up with some kind of plan. we go in, and everyone scatters.
time goes by, maybe i do my part in the plan, i don't know. after some time, i start to panic.
where is everyone!?? i run thru the aisles, and there is a feeling like i'm being chased or watched or waited on.
i see a boy i know who wasn't part of the original group but was part of this plan. he's running around with his cart empty, so i go up to him. he talks to me and i help him put a lot of wine in his cart.
i hold a broom. it's part of a plan.
we escape now, and run out the door. the alarm goes off, and they chase us out for a second, so i throw the broom at them. "yeah i stole it, here have it back," is what the action meant to say. they didn't notice the wine.

scene 3

i am running, running running up a hill, towards a bingo hall. i am with someone else.
we run up to the top of the hill that it's on finally and hide. we are going to try and track down where the cold room is, where dale is.
i go into the hall and it's a store. i take a magazine and when i come out and open it i realize its 300 pages of models. boring. i text heather. my mom's here. we're going to look together.

scene 4

i am in the cave/forest/dungeon/tunnel/room. the final one. the-boss-key kind of room. we will find the cold room here, and dale, and defeat him or whatever we're doing.
we are all spread out in this long room. its like mountains and forest inside a cave, inside a building.
i climb thru some of the obstacles for awhile. its just a hunt for a long time, dream-time too. climbing and climbing.
then, behind me someone yells they've found it!!! what? i'm pretty much at the entrance.... she's behind me even further. how'd we miss it?
seriously, how'd we miss this: at the beginning of the room, there's a secret ledge. there are footholds but they have no depth so they don't look real. well, they are. she climbed up 'em and at the top is the cold room!
which isn't actually a room. it's a cylindrical hanging piece of cloth, and i guess dale is inside that. and it's probably cold in there...because that's what someone told me.
well, okay, looks like i'm gonna be the one to confront him first. i grab a ribbon thats hanging from the ceiling and swing over to the ledge, grab it, and hang on. i climb up, and talk to dale.

his voice booms, like thru a loudspeaker. it is just like wizard of oz. a big big boomy death voice...actually a man behind a curtain. well actually...dale gets to talking, and the voice is completely female afterawhile. whatever?
dale asks what i want to eat, and i say a grilled cheese please...i get it, and eat it, and it's good.
now he confronts my mom, who's sitting at the entrance.
lobster! duh....he sends her lobster. she's eating, and then dale makes it rain electricity all over her.
what. what. what. what. he just killed my mom!!!!
it's still raining, and i don't want to live without my mom, so i jump from the ledge onto the floor where my mom's sitting.
i get struck by electricity balls already accumulating on the floor and more from dale. the feeling is crazy.
my whole body is conscious of every other part of my body, and i can feel my skeleton. i am my skeleton only.
i crawl to my mom, and close my eyes.
then i open them. i'm not dead...this just feels really cool. she slowly opens hers, and she's not dead, but she's worse off than i am. we sit together as dale addresses my dad now.
i don't remember what he asks to eat, but he doesn't get struck or anything bad. just eats.
after dale asks everyone in the entrance what they want, he talks to me. (he's talking in a male voice for this now, before it was very female).
he says something about music to me. recently i have wanted to try my hand at an instrument in waking life because i've never really studied music, or how it all works, or really listened to music with a musician's ear.
he talks to me about this, and scolds me by saying how i've never listened to real music.
he offers me more lemonade, which i guess i had a glass of with my grilled cheese. i say no...
my mom says "that's like a GOD and you're not accepting more of the food he's producing on his own by magic???"...shit, put that way, i realize i'm an idiot.
he offers my dad more watermelon and he lets me have a piece, now that i realize what this food is. (somewhere along the lines, dale became a neutral figure, not good or evil, and very magic...)
the watermelon is the worst i've ever had. it's chewy and without water.

I was in a house. Traveling, and looking for something. Or I was going to an alternate dimension. A person. We're searching for something. I need to avoid people.

I traveled around the house/area. I can see the alternate dimension, and the other person can also sense me. I tried to go to a room where I believed he wouldn't be able to access its version in the alternate dimension.

I walked around, and found a lot of greenery. I was in a mansion, or a hotel. Outside, it was green everywhere due to the earth-hugging leafy plants, as well as huge trees. I saw rabbits and small animals.

School.

I instantly know I am lucid. I am in my house, but the rooms are different. I begin searching for the girl of my dreams, but my search bears no fruit. I walk past my room and think that I need to cleanse it of unwanted presences. I walk into my room, but it is too dark, so I cast Lumos, after like 10 times of saying it, it finally worked. I remembered that I had to go to the Sorting hat first, so I set my intent to go to Hogwarts and spun in a circle. The dream went black and I lost my lucidity.

BEFORE THIS:
I am in a room looking for this blonde haired girl, and I am having a conversation with this being, but I wasn't really listening. I do remember stabilizing the dream by studying this person's face and my own hands. Surprisingly my awareness was very low.

Note: I have been extremely busy lately, not having much of any time to journal dreams, so these are dreams from the past several nights.

Fooled Again, The Lost Mew
I am meeting my ex boyfriend James at his apartment, it seems he has wanted to meet in person. I have finally agreed to do so. I am waiting there for him in the living room, he has stepped out for a few minutes, and I am looking around the room at all of the things he has there. Mostly collectable toys. Predominantly Transformers and Star Wars toys set up in some very interesting displays. James returns to the room, and I notice he is dressed very nicely as if for a hot date. He takes out a single red rose and hands it to me, the rose smells almost intoxicating.

Damn, I think, he has never been this romantic when I was dating him! I start to wonder if he has broken up with his wife and is expecting I will be dumb enough to trust him again… which I know I couldn't do even if I really wanted to. I need to step away to clear my mind, I go to the bathroom. I have to pee. The toilet is broken, so what now? I pee in the sink, thinking James probably doesn't have the money for a plumber. I completely rinse the sink down and wash my hands before returning. Tina is now there with James, and I immediately know they are up to something and I am the butt of their latest joke. I tell James to get fucked and leave the apartment, feeling mad at both him for doing it and me for falling for it… or almost falling for it. I walk down the halls of the apartment for a bit, I find MoSh also lives in this apartment. He is out in the halls looking for his mew. He seems mad at me for not finding his mew yet. I say I'll help him find his mew. We search, I am climbing up on stair railings and into other odd places to reach other odd places such as ventilation shafts where I can look for the mew. A couple times I end up in a tight spot and I have to turn back. In one tight spot, however, I pull out a mew.

I take the mew back to MoSh. I think he'll be happy, but he still seems mad at me for taking too long. I am depressed. I pull out my cell phone and think I can call a friend. Should I call Alicia or Tigress? I am thinking I'm not sure if I should bother either of them with my problems…

Murder by Mail
I am in a hospital of some kind, but this time I am not there to work a job at the hospital. What I am doing is trying to solve a murder, we know the suspect is somewhere in the hospital, but not exactly where. I am with my supervising detective, who just happens to be Horatio Cane off of CSI Miami, sunglasses and all.

We go over to the reception desk, and I look around for any clue that might have been accidentally left in sight. Horatio approaches the man at the desk and takes off his sunglasses before fixing the man with a firm gaze and stating that the man already knows why we are there. The man plays dumb and says he has no idea, even I can tell he is lying. The mail carrier comes in and puts some stuff on the desk in front of the man, who tries to get Horatio to go away because he is busy. That is completely ineffective, instead Horatio insists on talking to the man in private. The man glances nervously at a small package that was delivered with the mail. He then goes when Horatio gets more insistent, saying the alternative is they go downtown to discuss this. I look over at the small package, I want to know what is in it. I go over to take it but I see there are people watching. I look at it, but I can't see where it is from even. The man and Horatio return, Horatio says we will search… starting with the front desk. He produces a warrant. I take the small box now and open it, the man gets annoyed. There is a strange puzzle game inside it… though the man seems really upset that I saw it. Horatio is looking at a surveillance video with a really grainy and crappy picture. He asks if I can enhance the video quality to make the person in the video identifiable. I use a computer I have in my pocket to link in and do it remotely somehow. The man in the video is the man at the desk. He tries to run, but he is also a rather fat guy and makes a very clumsy effort to run… Horatio arrests him. I look at the novelty game a bit more, and I discover it is broken. I wonder why it was so important to that man…

Staying On Track
I am at my current house, and I am there with my ex boyfriend. He says he will spring for pizza if I go pick it up, and I think pizza sounds good, so I agree to do that. He says I'll have to ride my bike down there so he can pick me up on his way back to the house. He says he has to go home to get something quick. I tell him that is bullshit, I can drive myself down there and get the pizza and drive back… and if he wants a ride to his place, I can drop him there on the way and pick him up on the way back. He says no, and I really should ride my bike. I leave in the car and drive to Pizza Hut to pick up pizza. I find that Pizza Hut also sells a bunch of other stuff, a lot of toys and candy, but I just pick up the pizza. On the way back home I have to wait for a train and I start eating pizza while I wait, I rearrange the remaining pieces of pizza to cover the fact there is a piece missing. When I get home there is a train track right in front of our gate to our yard… um… where did that come from? I enter the yard and find I have to cross several more sets of tracks just to get to the carport. There are several train routes going right through our yard! I notice one of the tracks runs right along our porch in such a way it looks like the porch could be used for a boarding platform.

I see a train coming and I am prepared to see how loud it will be… but it diverts onto a different track before it reaches the house. I notice it is getting dark, and I see James coming back. He is at the gate, so I open it. He starts to drive in but then gets stuck on one of the tracks. When he tries to get off, he gets turned around strangely and drives down one of the tracks and out of the yard. I wonder where he's going to end up…

Kidnapped
I am at a neighbor's house, and it turns out that Alicia's friend Anita lives there with her children. In waking life Anita has two boys, but in the dream Anita has two boys and a little girl about 8 years old. I am over at Anita's house hanging out with Anita and Alicia. There is a storm starting up outside, Alicia says she needs to get home, and she leaves. I am about to leave when it turns up that the little girl is missing. It seems everyone went out for a picnic today and the girl is now gone. Everyone is worried about her, there is talk of a child molester in the area, and fear that he has taken the girl. So we start looking for any trace of the girl, though I figure if the molester has her then there isn't really much chance of finding her around the house. I am searching through some areas of the house that seem more like an old warehouse than anything. I hear someone in there, and I see a creepy guy heading out the back way. I follow him outside into the storm, and then around to the back of the house. He is the primary suspect in the child molestation kidnapping cases. He stops and I confront him directly, telling him to tell me where the girl is, and tell me now. He motions me closer and I do so, waiting for him to speak. Instead he stabs me in the gut with a knife he had hidden in his sleeve. The wound has very little effect on me, which shocks the man. I respond by driving my hidden blade into his side. I ask him again where the girl is. He says this is impossible. I stab him again, where is she? He finally tells me where she is, he says she's in the wood pile, but we'll never reach her before the water in the river rises and she drowns. He laughs maniacally… My next stab to his throat shuts him up. I hurry towards the river where I know there is a pile of wood being stored. The water has almost reached the wood. I start moving the wood pieces with strength I didn't know I had, and I find the girl pinned near the bottom, alive. I pull her out and take her back to the house, out of the storm. Everyone is so happy to see her, but it is time for me to go home. The shoes I have on are falling apart, I can't walk in them anymore, and I have to walk home. I look around for what I thought was a long time, thinking I had a spare pair somewhere around there. I can't find them. I do find a pair of pink boots that are Alicia's. I decide I can wear those and return them to Alicia the next time I see her. They fit perfectly. I put them on and get ready to leave for home.

I remember being in some sort of mansion or castle. Me and my friends, were just hanging out together outside this mansion. We were wizards, like out of Harry Potter, with our wands and all. Some of my friends were wizards that did not use wands, some used staffs or some had swords that they could cast magic from. We were under attack by another group of wizards though I couldn't remember why they wanted to attack us in the first place. They came down by either flying or on broomstick. We began fighting them. I was doing well shooting spells and blasts of energy at them from my wand. We had to protect the castle/mansion. My wand was a thinker wand with like spirals of wood running up and down the length of the wand, it also had a glowing green core. I was in a battle with one of the enemy. He shoots a blast at me that catches my wand cracking it and making it crumble in my hand. I knew that I could control my powers with just some sort of mystical item (staff, wand, sword) I just had to find one to replace my wand. I grabbed a staff when one of my friends (A blonde haired fellow) said to me "Hannah, we need you to have a wand! We need your powers to come through a wand." Idk if that meant my powers are stronger when coming from a wand but I knew he was right. I knew that within the mansion there was an attic that held a special wand that was considered very powerful. I took Hermione Granger to help me search and find it. We went into the secret attic and were trying to find it as fast as we can. I noticed one of my friends from school was also searching for the wand. He was not part of my group so I had the feeling that the wand belonged to me and my group and not him. He found it. It was a long wand that almost looked like and ivory tree branch or stick but the handle on it was a more red color. I shouted to him "Hey Marco! (his name) that's my wand!" He responded, "I found it first!" Then I said, "well, let's let the wand decide." So I put it on the ground in the middle of us and called out to it with my mind (and sort of used telekenesis). The wand floated up to my hand and as soon as I had it I said "looks like it chose me....see ya!" And ran back to the battle. It worked well for me, shooting very powerful attacks and blocking other attacks.

I woke up.

Build Your Own Droid
I am in MoSh's inner world house with MoSh, he is looking around as if he has lost something. I ask what he is looking for, he says he is looking for Asuka. I ask him why he is looking for Asuka in a cabinet, as he has just opened one of the kitchen cabinets and is looking inside carefully. He pauses and closes the cabinet without answering. I have a vague memory of talking to MoSh on Skype about doing a mutual healing. I mention that to MoSh, and he says he wants to do that still, but he wants Asuka to be there, too. He says he wants to be sure she is ok. I say ok, then I will help him look for Asuka. MoSh is now looking in a closet for Asuka, though I am not sure why she would be in there unless they had been playing a game of hide and seek. After searching a bit more we finally find Asuka out in the back garden, just sitting amongst the flowers.

Now that we have found Asuka, all three of us go through a portal to the healing glen on the moon. As if he psychically knew what we were up to, Basara is already there and waiting, or maybe he had been there for some other reason and our timing just happened to match up. Now there are four of us, we use healing spells and fill the glen with glowing golden energy that is very relaxing. Basara says he is glad to see me, and he hopes I will be able to remember this dream. I say I also hope to remember. We all go back to MoSh's inner world, it seems there is something there he wants to check on, though I don't remember just what that is. There are numerous electronic parts lying around one of the rooms in his house, and the next thing I know we are putting those parts together in various ways trying to design a robot of some kind. Not an android like MoSh's version of Data who lives in his inner world, but more of a Star Wars type droid. The four of us are deciding on what the droid should look like, what abilities it should have, what its personality should be, etc.

Basara doesn't seem too interested in constructing a droid, so he kicks back in a chair and starts playing guitar. Asuka and I are trying to decide on a face for the droid while MoSh looks over a list of abilities that could be given to the droid.

I am on an ornate cruise ship that is designed for common people to meet with royalty. I am with a friend of mine that looks like a girl I used to know in highschool. We are all stood around in lines in our finest gowns, waiting for one of the royals to walk by and pick from us whomever they are interested to meet.

Some sort of prince goes by me and I am not picked. I am not really surprised at this as I feel rather old compared to most of the others. As this round is over we are told to move up to the next level, which is actually up a few floors. Here we are sat down in what looks like theatre seats. Again, a royal starts working his way down the line. For some reason I decide this is a good time to put cream on my legs as they are feeling dry. The cream has a look and texture similar to chocolate pudding. I get it done just in time.

I think I must have been picked because now only a few of us are leaving the group to go up a few more floors. Here, in a line again, we are faced with a young girl. She goes through each of us, first tapping us on the shoulder then pulling us forward, mocking us and laughing. She thinks we're pathetic. When she does it to me, I laugh too. She picks me.

I'm pulled forward into a space in front of the crowd and I see the royals. It's more like one prince and his friend/servant/advisor. He's sat beside the prince and he looks very bored. He frustratedly tells us that we should "dance or something", so we do, and he likes how the girls dance sexy. Suddenly it's over and the royals are whisked away.

It's time to get off the cruise ship, to find our train, but I don't know where my son or friend is. I start going down levels, searching. I am questioning whether it was level 9 or 7 that I was originally on. Some random guy is trying to help me but it's slow going. He's asking people if they have seen my friend. We come across this crowd and someone tells me to watch out, there is a massive spider on the wall nearby and they know how I am terrified of spiders. I see what they are pointing at, it's a bubble of fabric on the wall that is moving in an irregular way. It frees itself from the wall and I see it's really just a leather jacket. I tell them their mistake.

A massive gorgeous moth lands on the floor suddenly and someone grabs it. S/he starts breaking pieces off of it like it's made of some sort of brittle taffy and handing the pieces out. I freak out at the cruelty of this, but there is no reaction so I move on.

I go into a lift and down another floor. There is a frustrated couple in there with me, trying to get to their floor. I finally find my son and ask him where his Papa is. He says Papa is by the car, and I ask him where the car is. He just says "down", so down we go in search of him. The car is parked in some of the many decks below, rather like a ferry. I am overwhelmed with the idea of searching blindly for it.

Me and this random guy are looking for our estranged fathers. We're in some retreat kind of place for people who are looking for lost family members. In our research we discover that we actually have the same father and are in fact brother and sister. We plan to track down our father together and tell him who we are.

We do find a man whom we know to be the one we've been searching for, we succeed in getting him to come to the retreat often, and we get to know him well. He looks a bit ZZ Top-ish, with a long white beards and glasses that always hide his eyes. I get the impression he's a trucker or something, and his accent is American, which is odd to me.

My brother is supposed to be around a lot more than he is, but he's gotten involved with some sort of television reality show like Pop Idol or something. Because of this, he is always busy and never around to help me with the plan anymore. I decide that I am tired of waiting around for my brother, I will tell our father who we are on my own. I decide to construct an art project and give it to the man as a gift, but the twist is that the art will be of an obvious sort that will send the message that the receiver is, in fact, my father. I create the piece and it ends up incredibly random (has a hockey stick in it?!?) but dream logic tells me that he will know what it means.

I present the artwork to my father and his reaction is not at all positive. He is defensive, confused, angry, and yet he does know what it means. I tell him about my brother, his son, as well. It does not go over well.

I do actually have an estranged father, but he is actually British and not American. Interesting what my subconscious came up with as my father figure. ZZ Top? Lol!

Beach Movie

I am playing a marble game with a big structure full of holes and tunnels for the marbles to roll around in. A few of my friends are with me in an obscure setting playing this game. Jamie stands up from the structure and tells everyone he wants to see the new Jack Skellington movie. Some of us want to and some of us don't, but we all end up on a beach.



It's night time, so things are difficult to see. Everyone went their separate ways on the beach, which is where you can watch the movie. The shore has scattered people facing the ocean. However, the ocean is not visible, because a crowd of thousands of kids are all standing in the water facing the shore, chanting for the movie. I can't make out any individual people; there is just a giant blob of kids, some holding signs. My friends all eventually end up in the crowd.

On the shore, my plot line diverts from my friends. A woman is holding two staffs with glowing rocks on the ends of them. One is blue and one is green. She's looking for something with them, using them as a natural flashlight of sorts. We exchange dialogue (but I never remember words in my dreams) and I end up helping her. She gives me the blue staff, and I jab it around the beach.

On one end of the beach, there is a kind of couch cushion that's upside down and connected to a "wall" that ends the beach. Her daughter is inside the cushions I think. I let her try to pry her out and go look for other things that were missing. I turn my back to the water and the sand, and there is a hallway that leads to Heather's house. I don't go down it, but there is a box in the hallway. There is a tiny zebra in the box, which I take, feeling slightly guilty but not really.

Back on the beach, I go up an adult in the water who is hiding behind a big sign that is declaring his love for the movie. He is handing out taffy to everyone. I take some and notice the calories: 400/inch. Yikes. My dream-mind doesn't like that either, so I throw it away.

Dumpstering

I'm in a mall with Tyler and someone else. It's night time and almost time to leave. There's barely anyone here. We steal some ice cream and eat it as we walk around. Alex, a guy from school, comes up to us with melted ice cream in two glass cups and starts singing some song about having sex. His girlfriend is with him and I wonder how she feels about this weird situation. He passes us.

I tell Tyler that because it's night time, we can try to dumpster dive out back for books they throw away. She's really hesitant because it's still a bit light out and she's afraid of getting caught. I persuade her, however. We go to walk outside, and the exit that we chose is in an area of the mall called the "Drunk Exit". We talk about how dumb it is because "you can't even drink in the mall!"

I have a very distinct memory of opening the door to exit. The door was massive, and my hands couldn't fit around the giant handle. It was clear glass and a white frame and even when I looked up, I couldn't see the top.

Outside, the first thing I see is a white rooster. It's just kind of standing there and I think of how odd this is. I go near it and it doesn't move. I do a dream check, and decide it's normal. (FUCK)

Tyler and I run through the woods near the exit and I spy my friend Dylan in the woods a few feet from us with some kids. They're all playing with this weird material I've never seen. It's orange and very surreal. It's kind of like foam but not even really "there". Strange indeed. I dismiss this. (FUCK)

Tyler and I duck behind a big dumpster and a car drives by with the U.S. Military emblem on the door, so we book it back through the woods because we're scared. We end up on a trail lost in the woods. I jump really high and step on a lot of boulders, just kind of messing around, trying to get to Tyler who's ahead of me. I accidentally crash into her and we wobble on the boulder we're standing on. She's really terrified of falling. I do this again on accident, and she's mad.

Somehow we get back to the mall and I cross the street. Tyler doesn't follow me, but someone does. I don't know who they are for the rest of the dream. It's morning now and the sun is coming up. We're at a skate park area and I'm on my longboard, turning in circles in the parking lot.

"You should have gotten your board!" I say to the other person. We talk about how they lost it or something. Then we notice a group of snobby teens playing in the park. We go up to them and kind of listen in on their conversation. They are talking about not doing certain things because it's really dumb, and I say something really snappy about not dying my hair blonde because it's really dumb (I wish I remembered the whole conversation here, my dream-self really thought I was clever with the comeback.)
One of the guys who are with them laughed, and he looked so out of place in the group.

I notice that Jimmy from Degrassi/Drake the artist is with them, too. He's in a wheelchair like he is on the T.V. show. Slowly he's lifted from the chair and has no clothes on and is trying to stand. I ask how he can do that if his legs don't work, and Heather suddenly pops into my dream and explains the episode he's re-enacting.

One of the funny guys who doesn't belong gets naked too and I am about to leave. I go up to him and tell him he is very funny, and his friend is too (the original guy who laughed at my joke). I make X's on their lips and the sun rises and rays align with the X's. I leave somewhere.


Fragment

I'm in a town where Heather supposedly lives. We walk to the store in all red because there are gangs and red means you're safe. At the store, we play with marbles in a structure (very similar to my other dream). We leave our shoes here and walk home. Then we notice we want our shoes back, so we go get them.

Randomness
0559: This one is hard to explain. I remember it made sense in the dream but makes no sense now. Just going to dump my handwritten notes: Michael from TV The Office. Halloween skit. Tape record interview about haunted fishing boat or something. Supposed to be 30 minutes but goes over 2 hours. Speaking in southern accent. Describe Bryce character who is a zombie or serial killer or something. He wears bright blue overalls and a bright red hat. Then move in front of audience to all of a different some on the boat.

Summer School, Car Search
0939: This seems to be a occasional recurring dreamplot for me: going to school and then searching for my car in a parking lot. Summer school math class. It's Friday. Pay tuition on Monday. Teacher gives us oven trays with French fries and tacos to take home for homework. One guy raises his hand. The teacher anticipates his issue. He is a vegetarian. The teacher give him a bowl of just fries instead.

Class ends and I leave. It's bright day outside. Teacher walks with me toward the parking lot. Parking lot looks like my elementary school. Teacher has a Tylenol PM sticker on his car. We part. I can't find my car in the parking lot. The lot is almost empty. Some one moved it to the nearby residential street. I hand my keys to some guy, like he's a valet. He hands them back to me. Then I walk to a nearby woman who says she had to move my car.

I go looking for my car, pressing the lock button so that the alarm beeps. Now the area seems more like around my high school. I briefly see old elementary school friend Jason, also looking for his car. I finally find my car. I open the trunk and lay the math homework oven tray inside, which I have been carefully holding this whole time. A stray dog jump in to the trunk.

Lonely WILD
Method WILD
Lucidity B
Vividness C
Control C
I wasn't visualizing this time. Instead I was imaging the sink-through-the-bed feeling. I feel my head sink slightly, as if in the gap between two pillows. I only use one pillow so I know I've transitioned into the dream. But I can still feel the stiffness of my physical body so I wait. After a moment, I start floating like an OBE, without intention or control. I float feet-first off my bed, still in a supine position, and toward my bathroom. I float into the bathroom and my body automatically shifts and moves into a seated position. I float down to sit on the toilet. I notice the bathroom is arranged wrong. The toilet is facing the door. It's where the shower should be.

So now the dream seems stable and I can move my own limbs. I stand up and walk out of the bathroom back into my bedroom. It's mostly dark. My room is full of tall lamps, all turned off. They all look the same: a tall metal pole that splits into three sections, which loop back down and end with a light bulb and a decorative shade. I don't have a lamp like this but it seems familiar. Anyway, there are probably 20 of these in the room. I step carefully between them, like a bamboo forest. Very strange.

I recall my plan which is very simple: talk to a DC. Okay, but there is no one around. I step through the lamp forest to my dresser with the TV on top. I reach for the power switch but stop myself: No, this isn't the plan. I start to get logical: If I'm going to talk to someone I need to find someone first. I walk toward the door and say "More clarity! More excitement!" I see light from the crack under the door. I recall a similar scene from another LD that turned out well, so I am hopeful.

I burst through the door and into the living room, expecting to find someone of something. But no one is here. It's just my quiet living room, dimly lit by morning sunlight. Hmm. I feel lonely. End.

Note: These are some dreams where I don't remember the entire thing from beginning to end, these are basically fragments that I remember.

*Damned Templars!*
I was in my front yard and I was lucid, though I don't know how I became lucid, I just was. I remembered the goal I had was to locate Xildron so I could try to heal him and change him back to his dragon form. The portal I opened was directed to locate Xildron, it took a few minutes, but it finally opened and I went into it. Everything was going normally until there appeared to be some kind of explosion right in the middle of my wormhole, and I was thrown out of it and onto a gray dusty surface like that of the moon. I immediately jumped up and looked around to see where I had landed. It didn't look like Earth's moon at all, there was a bright blue star shining in the sky, and I could see a giant ringed planet that the moon was orbiting around. Another thing I saw was that I was completely surrounded by Templars, several of them were chuckling at me, a few others looked annoyed, a couple of them looked like they were scared… Those assholes had interrupted my search for Xildron!

I was really too pissed off at them to think about what their reason for stopping me was, whether it was deliberately to keep me from reaching Xildron or if it was not related to that search. The Templars moved to attack me, and I attacked them at the same time, forming Witchblade into a sword and cutting the first couple that came at me clean in half. The ones who had been laughing were no longer amused, the ones who looked pissed were attacking me more aggressively, and the ones who had appeared afraid had actually turned around and run for it. I took care of the ones attacking me with a blast of flames that tracked in on each one of them. The Templars were all consumed in flames, tendrils from Witchblade reached out and grabbed the ones running away, wrapping around them and crushing them to death. Those stupid Templars always get in the way at the wrong time!

*So Very Angry*
Alicia and I were walking through the swap meet looking at the various things that were for sale there. Most everything I saw there was junk, something I wouldn't take home even if the seller paid me to take it. The reflection of sunlight off of metal drew my attention into a jewelry shop. Alicia followed me as I went inside to browse the items that were for sale within. Trash. That's what they were selling, shelves and shelves of trash, plastic rings, candy necklaces, kid's jewelry that was so obviously fake that it wasn't even funny. So what was it that had drawn my attention from so far away? Just then, I saw the sunlight reflecting off of a piece of jewelry on a display near the outside of the seller's stall. I went over and looked at what turned out to be a bracelet with beautiful blue stones around it. There was a second silver bracelet there that looked like a southwestern design. I thought I might want one of those. I wanted to browse a bit more. I looked around the rest of the booth, then came back to choose a bracelet, the blue one. Both were gone. I asked where they had gone. Alicia said she had bought them. Both of them?! She said yes. I got pissed, I was yelling at her and saying she had taken everything worth buying in the store. She said it wasn't everything… I asked the shop owner if they had any more decent jewelry. She said no. I yelled at Alicia some more about taking all of it, I was pissed… I yelled at her a lot more, told her she should give me one of the bracelets since I had found them first, hand over the blue one, you bitch! You selfish bitch! Alicia turned and left the store in tears, leaving me thinking I had been too hard on her over a small issue and wondering why I had gotten so angry.

*Don't Brush Your Hair With a Toothbrush!*
I was in an apartment with a man, I don't know who he was. I had the idea it was a temporary arrangement due to some natural disaster. I watched him get up one morning and go into his bathroom. He didn't close the door because he wasn't using the toilet. I saw he was grooming himself. He shaved most of his beard off, leaving only sideburns there. Didn't he know those were out of style? It didn't really matter. I wasn't the fashion police… The man made a strange face of frustration as he tried to get his sideburns to lie down properly and was totally unsuccessful, the more he messed with them the more they wanted to stand up. Finally he got a smirk on his face. He took his toothbrush from a drawer, wet it, and began brushing his sideburns with his toothbrush… um… yuck… I wondered why he was doing that, although it became quickly clear that the attempt was a success. He smirked as he made the hair lie down exactly how he wanted it to. He then proceeded to brush his teeth with the same toothbrush… definite yuck. I left to the kitchen to make some breakfast. A short time later, the man came out and asked if I could please fix him eggs, since I do such a good job. He smiled broadly… and all of his teeth were covered in rot… yuck! I told the man he shouldn't brush his hair with a toothbrush unless he wanted the lice to eat his teeth.

*Down With the Sickness*
I was in my bedroom getting ready to go to school. I rolled out of bed and went to the other room. I had my breakfast as usual, heated up a frozen egg, cheese, and sausage muffin, then went around and hugged on each of my cats. They were all soft, cuddly, and sweet as usual. There was nothing going on that even vaguely indicated this was not a completely normal day. That is everything was normal until I went into the bathroom to take care of doing my hair for the day. I noticed it looked strangely out of place, not like it normally does first thing in the morning. My hair is short, so there is usually very little to be done with it to make it look good enough for my liking. This time it was all hanging at weird angles… Oh, well. I would have to wet it down before I could brush it properly. I splashed water on my face and head, then started brushing my hair. Huge chunks of the hair were coming out on the brush! This continued until the entire crown of my head was bald, completely bald. The rest of the hair seemed firmly attached, but the crown of my head was bald! I tried hopelessly for a comb-over like some men try to get away with, then I looked at my scalp to see it was red and irritated, covered with strange soars. I could only stare at that and wonder over and over, "What is wrong with my body?" I was clearly quite sick, I didn't want anyone to notice, but I was sure I would have to see a doctor about this one.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

"Hey," I asked a man passing by in his emerald green car, "have you seen Jake Sully?"

"No." He drove off.

I looked around to see if anyone else would come. It was daytime, and the sky was a bright blue with a few wispy clouds here and there. I was in the middle of nowhere, on the side of a road that wound all the way around a large lake. There were no trees, just short grass, both green and dead patches, so you could see the other side of the lake. There was no way to enter this road that encircled the lake, and the car that passed me just a few seconds ago continued to go around and around the lake on the road. I didn't realize that this was strange.

Another vehicle, a rusty orange piece-of-junk truck this time, suddenly appeared and drove up to me, stopping. The person inside rolled their window down, which took a few moments because it was sticking. There was one person in the truck: a woman who looked like she was around forty years old. She was smoking a cigarette and there was dusty smoke coming out of the window, but I couldn't smell anything.

"I'm looking for Jake Sully," I told her.

She nodded her head and handed me a piece of white paper with something printed on it. It was an image of Jake Sully that looked like it was printed on with a home printer. The image looked sort of like the one below (maybe because I've seen it so many times before), but certain features of his face were warped and "dream-like".

I took the paper and she drove off.