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Dream 1
I was in the first mission of Call of Duty 4:Modern Warfare where you are on a boat. I went through the mission as usual and then ran like the wind to the helicopter. I didn't jump onto the boat I just ran.

Dream 2
I was in the Middle East it looked like Battlefield 3 and I became lucid at one point. I flew around with all my equipment. I hate it when you can't remember a dream when you go lucid.

Dream 3
I'm in a cove with WWE wrestlers and a person starts explaining how to be accepted by Americans and how Wade Barrett is now called Barry in the US.

Fragment
I'm in a clothes shop and there was a 50% off discount.

Side Notes
These dreams came on after another as I woke up.

I was outside a small coffee shop. I was at one of the outside tables that were put out for the customers. A few of my friends were there at the table with me. I went up to the counter-window to get sugar for my coffee. The lady at the counter said she'd have to go out to the back (or her car?) to get some. At the counter were little pots of colourful items. Probably where the sugar should have been kept.

DATE: July 18, 2011
LUCIDITY: 1/5
COHESIVENESS: 3/5
FUN/AWESOMENESS RATING: 2/5

I was inside the house at dusk one clear night, when the military sent out a notice to everyone in the area to stay indoors while they performed trial runs with their new fleet of fighter jets called the Malia, after Obama's daughter. I and a few others were eager to get pictures of them, but didn't want to get caught because we weren't sure how severe the consequences would be. We couldn't figure out why they wanted us to stay inside. If the planes crash landed, being inside the house wouldn't offer much protection.

I grabbed my boots to go find the best photography vantage point somewhere in the yard, put them away as I decided it was best not to leave the deck, and finally grabbed them again so I'd have the option in case I saw a really awesome shot. I snuck outside with the other few photographers, cameras ready. The stars were glittering faintly as the last of the pink sunset faded. The jets seemed to be putting on an air show, swooping around in various formations, relatively quiet for fighter jets. Each of them glowed with a pinkish red light. I don't remember many of the details beyond that point—we just watched the jets fly back and forth over the neighbourhood in the wide open sky, a few times thinking that the glow and formation made them look a bit like UFOs.

In the next part of the dream, I was at a Zellers or some other department store, located on the hillside of the Halifax waterfront—though I don't remember actually seeing any water (I think it might have been blocked from view by another much larger, solid row of buildings). The store was surrounded by other large buildings, and a few trees here and there, especially farther up the hill. A large part of the store was built on a slant, so you could just barely avoid sliding into another department as you shopped. Part of the store was illuminated only by the sunlight streaming in through the windows, and many of the surfaces were made of smooth black stone.

I was shopping for clothes with Mom for a short while, and left the department store briefly to go look for Dad, who had left a little earlier than us since he didn't have the patience to wait around. I think he had gone back to the car, but it was parked a ways away down a different street. I then decided to buy a couple of colorful floor-length summer dresses I had seen that were $50 on sale for $7, so I ran back to the store without bothering to find him first, and then I woke up.

Lately I've been shopping for pretty clothes a lot in my dreams :/

Dream 1

I was standing on a field. I was with my hubby and another man was standing to my far left. I looked onto the field and there was an alien lying down on his back, he was glowing red and his glow got stronger and stronger. There were balloons by the alien and I shouted something to this man about the balloons, I think I told him to get the ones by the alien for us. We ((me and hubby)) decided to go home and check to see if the balloons were ours and the alien followed us. I checked a small cupboard and there was 1 balloon in there, I shouted to my hubby "they haven't moved in here " I went to the back door to check there and heard a dog growling and opened the door with caution. My sight had now gone but i knew a nice dog had come in, I felt it then I shut the door on the other 3 dogs, the nice dog was called sally and it was all black. My sight is now back and I am now back in the main room of the house, my hubby and the alien are both in there. The alien said we will be charged for how long he is here ((lol)) The alien has now changed into a normal man and is wearing a grey uniform with badges on. I looked outside and his white van was there, there was writing on the side of it which said "SPECIALISTS IN GAS, HELIUM......" and something else which i can't remember.

Dream 2

I was tired, me and my hubby had been somewhere and then we went into a room. There was a large white, leather corner settee in the room and a large T.V. Me and my hubby lay on the settee and he put one arm over me and the other one under me, I was uncomfortable so he moved it after i gave him a shove ((lol)). I had my eyes closed and he put a film on the T.V., I heard my hubby say "ang are you awake, ang are you awake" I pretended to be asleep, I then said to my hubby "do you want to turn the telly off while we go to sleep" He had put a scary film on and i remember thinking that i would have a lucid nightmare if i could hear screaming etc. while going to sleep and i didn't want to.

Dream 3

It was raining and I was walking up the street with someone. There were lots of shops along the street, a certain shop caught my attention it was a pie shop or something, there were 3 lads outside the shop. One was tall and looked like a bag-head...the other 2 were short and chubby ((one of these worked in the shop)). I and my friend went into the shop, the shop was very crowded , one of the short chubby lads followed us, he walked in while his mates waited outside. As his mates egged him on he grabbed my ass, i looked down and was shocked, he was holding a white towell when he pinched my ass, i think he had it to try and conceal what he had done. My hubby was working in the shop and was watching when the lad grabbed my ass but he didn't realise what had happened although his face looked curious. This lad then told a worker there that he wanted a pie or a doughnut but another bloke who worked at the shop gave the lad a bollocking and told him he was sacked! The manager then asked him if he wanted a doughnut ((lol)) ...This lad and the other workers who worked in the shop wore white clothing like what a butcher would wear. We walked out of the shop, i was wearing my shiny black leggins and longish white top, i began to pull my top down over my ass incase he done it again

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

Notes:
Is there some sort of connection between summer and really insane dreams? Being chased and escaping long-haired bears simply by running away, hunting as a bird, and shopping for pokemon cards hanging on a tall sheet of ice, all in one dream. A long one, too!

I was in my subconscious' rendition of the arctic. This place wasn't as flat and barren as you see in photos; instead, it was relatively bumpy with hills and miniature cliffs all over the place. Strangely, there was a very high ceiling surrounding everything too, just floating in the sky - there were no walls; you could see arctic scenery for miles if you looked, but the ceiling still made everything relatively dim because it blocked out the sun. And you couldn't tell where the ceiling started and ended.

There were a few thicker logs strewn around, all of them acting as ramps to get to higher vantage points. One of them had branches that were much more twisted and stronger than they should've been, almost as thick as the log itself. The whole place felt deliberately set up and it almost reminded me of a museum diorama, but to my dream self, it still looked very real.

Within this setting, I was standing around and talking to my sister and one of my friends. I can't remember the subject matter, but I had essentially stolen something from my friend, and they didn't know I was the person who stole it. I was trying to keep them from discovering that. This conversation lasted a few minutes. We were in a sort of alcove, surrounded by walls of ice about 7 feet tall. There were a few large logs that were angled against the walls, which provided escape routes if we wanted to leave the alcove. I broke away from the group and started to walk toward one of the logs, hoping to climb it out of the alcove. However, as I reached the base of the log, I came face-to-face with a large brown bear. The bear was big, probably eight or nine feet tall if it stood on all fours and it had especially long fur, twice the length of a normal bear's fur. It bared its teeth at me and opened its mouth, roaring in my face. I turned and booked it towards the other log, running up it and stopping when I got to the top. I looked back down and saw the brown bear coming up the log quickly, a speed that would only be possible if it were just skimming over the surface and not actually making contact with the wood.

Forgetting about the two people who were still in the alcove, I turned and ran away from the bear, hoping I'd lose it. Somehow, I outran it. Still running, I took a right turn, veering behind a big ice shelf. As I turned the corner of this shelf, I slowed down to a walk. The bizarre "ceiling" that I described earlier disappeared, and it was now lighter outside; it was definitely daytime because the sky was blue and I could see the sun. The snow was pretty close to a pure white, maybe with a tint of blue.

As I walked, I thought, 'I have to start a new life here, because I can't go back'. I started looking for something to eat.

Eventually, I came across a small group of evergreen trees. There were a few brown sticks and twigs growing out of the ground around them, too. Some of them combined to form other, tinier trees. Between two of these trees, I saw a small ferret, mostly white with tiny black eyes and grey ears. It was probably twelve inches long, and not quite as pudgy as a regular ferret. It was sniffing along the ground, moving as if in slow motion, but twitching and acting like a regular ferret all the same. I knew I would need to eat it.

Somewhere during this, I assumed the form of a bird. I leaped at the ferret in slow motion, and I saw one of my feet reaching out in front of me, in an attempt to grab it. The foot was dark grey, and it had four toes with black talons. I ended up passing right over top of the ferret, missing it, and landing on the ice in front of it. I spun around to see where the ferret was, but it wasn't there anymore, even though it should have been. Instead, I heard it "chirp" behind me.

The dream skipped a bit, and then I was a person again. I was at the base of a snowy hill, digging a small hole in the snow with my right hand, using my fingernails to scrape the slushy ice out. The final hole looked extremely neat and slick, not at all like I'd dug it up using my hand; it was more like someone had taken a cylinder, shoved into the snow, and pulled out a snow sample. Then I snuck to the top of the hill, crouching down a bit, and hung around there for a while. I'm not sure what happened directly after this, but after what I "knew" was some chunk of time, I returned to the hole and found a small, square-shaped steak right outside of the hole. I had "caught" the ferret.

I ate it, but I can't remember how or what it tasted like.

After eating, I started to walk back to where I'd ran from the brown bear, past the ice shelf. Now, however, I "knew" that there were Pokemon cards on the shelf. There were seven or eight small metal nails pinned evenly in two rows; hanging from them were cards in realistic plastic sleeves (not the reflective kind, just clear). A few of the cards were big, around the size of the cover of a small novel. I spotted these ones immediately and knew they were fake.

The dream ended.

no attempts to MILD or WILD this time- i was too tired, as i was up very late. A more vivid dream this time, with something approaching a coherent (but by no means rational) story.

DREAM STARTS
It's my birthday again, and i'm on a long riverboat/houseboat-ey type thing- however, it seemed to be much larger than expected. The man who owned it was a tour guide, and he said he had to go, and asked me to cover for him. He quickly explained the controls, and left. People started boarding the ship for the tour, and I had to pilot the boat and give the tour, despite not knowing the area. We went past a few familiar locations, including the church near my college, despite the fact that it's about a mile away from the sea, and at least 2 miles away from any rivers.
When people had left, i opened a birthday card. It was from someone who I hadn't seen since i left high school. The card was an invitation; She said that her father owned an island off the south coast, and that we were welcome to go there as a holiday. After reading it, i looked out of the window. There are zombies running about on the bank, with a few tumbing into the water to try to reach the boat. We decide that the safest place would be the island, as it is isolated and sparsely populated. I then find myself in a supermarket, which i recognise as being the one near my mother's house, some 200 miles away. An employee walks up to me, and i recognise it to be an old friend i hadn't spoken to since he dropped out of college.
I then wake up on the island. The person who sent me the card, Jess, was standing there, telling me that the zombies were on the island. We retreated to a manorhouse surrounded by open fields, and suddenly i found myself in command of a medieval army- 'controlling' them in a similar manner to the Total War video games. I remember ordering spearmen to break a cavalry charge; the cavalry appeared to be the zombies riding giant boars. I woke up shortly after that.

DREAM ENDS

I'm noticing a bit of a trend of shop-related dreams. Although it's different shops, could that be a dreamsign?
Also, HOW i didn't realise i was dreaming i have NO idea... Clearly my grip on reality is tenuous at best..

Roight, so my first night of attempted dream recall. After attempting to WILD as per KingYoshi's guide, and failing abysmally, i decided to go to sleep. What I remember of this dream (it may even have been multiple seperate dreams) is fractured at best, but here it is.

I wake up to find everything more or less as normal, wander around for a bit, and went to check on the dog, who was in my father's bedroom (he had already gone to work). I find the dog asleep, and suddenly the phone begins ringing. I ignored it, and looked at the computer screen, which seemed to show a CCTV cam of a beach. I seemed to know it was in my home town, despite the fact that it doesn't look remotely familiar. I walk out the door and find myself on the same beach, with no memory of how i got there.
I look around. The beach is wide, and curves round sharply, so there is sea in 3 directions around me. about 10 or 15 metres out, there is a very large crane-like structure protruding from the water- it put me in mind of some kind of giant oil-rig. I climbed the ladder, expecting to see someone at the top. When i get up there my mobile phone rings. I answer it, and speak to my father, who asks me what i'm doing up there. He tells me he is at work, and then hangs up.
I go down the ladder again, and see a group of 3 or 4 killer whales in the distance, one of which comes very close to the shore. Up close, i see it's completely black, and looks more like a cross between a killer and sperm-whale. it then drifts onto the beach, and starts sliding along the ground like a snail. I start walking away from it, and it speeds up.
Suddenly i find myself in my local cornershop, except that the interior has been rearranged. I buy a bag of shopping, the contents of which i can't recall, and walked out, except when i got out the door, everything in the bag was gone. I walked back in and asked the shopkeeper if she'd seen it, and she said it was still in the bag. I look, and find it still there. When i leave, however, it disappears again.
I then appear to be in some underground place, which i thought was an aquarium, for no logical reason. A group of us were following the tour guide, who was talking about the revolutionary new A.I system they had in charge of the building now. As we walk, laser beams go across the corridor; these look like very narrow Hardlight Beams, if you've ever played Portal 2 you'll know what i mean by that.
The tour guide clapped his hands once, and 5 people came out of a side room. These were dressed as the 3 musketeers. They continued down the corridor, dodging the lasers with mission-impossible music (but played on a Bass guitar, by the sound of it) playing in the background.
==Dream Ends==

I did not manage to attain lucidity, but I remember more than I usually would in a dream. I've also come to the conclusion that my mind is, well. A bit weird. Agree?

Dream Guide:

Lucid-----Nonlucid-----Comments
I was walking down some street when I realised I was dreaming, so I slowed down and took in the sights. I was in an area that was sparsely populated, and one particular house drew my attention. It was a wooden house with the door open and looked kinda like this
I entered the house and peeped into all the rooms on the first floor but it seemed to be deserted. I then started getting a scary vibe from the house. I called out a few times but no one answered, the lighting was getting darker and darker and I was thinking this could easily turn into a horror dream if I continued being nervous so I calmly walked out of the house. The scene had now changed and the house was on a hill, below I could see a small town with a few shops and some DC's . I decided to investigate and without intending to, I teleported to the town. I could see a small shop and inside was a girl and someone I assumed to be her father, they both looked oriental. I walked up-to the shop and waited for her to serve one of the customers before approaching the till area. She looked up.. and I decided to try something out

hi,um I was told I could meet my dream guide here.

She looked confused and glanced over at her father for help. He approached us and nodded towards me. But before he could speak the door opened and in walked a cross between me and my father. I then realized the shop had turned into a restaurant and that I needed to stay present and not get too drawn into the dream. This guy walks up-to us turns towards me and says

That's not how things work.

I recall trying to remember the exact way he looked but I can only remember that he was wearing a smart purple shirt and plain black trousers. I assume he is my dream guide and ask him what he means.

DG: I'm not meant to be here, but you passively changed the course of the dream.

At this moment I was thinking that as-long long as it worked who cares.

DG: in this scenario we are meant to be meeting at this restaurant, but come with me.

We exit the restaurant and the scene has changed again, we are now in some kind of city. As we start walking he says to me

pay attention to how realistic this is. I look around me and start taking in the sights again but get distracted somehow. He then tells me to go and have sex. I don't even argue and fly off in search of a girl. I spot a potential mate walking with an older woman on the street below, they are both carrying suitcases.I decide to land but misjudge my speed and crash into a building and drop to the floor, I get up and realize that my potential dream guide is leaning up against a wall motioning me to get on with it. I ran up-to the two women and grab the girl. The older woman who looks like her mother starts screaming. I ignore her and start undressing the younger girl. She resists at first but then gets into it.

After about two minutes the girl disappears and so do my clothes. I then notice that there are some Muslim guys about to pray on the street right next to me. I start feeling ashamed and look towards my potential dream guide, he gives me a mischievous smile and he too disappears. Ashamed and naked I spot some bins and run towards them. I crouch behind them and try giving myself some new clothes, but nothing works. I start feeling dejected and stop caring about the clothes, I then stand up from my crouching position and suddenly I have some clothes. The scene has changed again, I'm now in a residential area which I recognize as my best friends place. I can see him standing in his front yard playing on his Nintendo 3ds. I tell him that this is a dream and that I have been dreaming for quite some time. I also tell him that my dream guide just screwed with me and ask him whether he wants to help me track him down.

He doesn't believe me so I plug his nose and tell him to breath. He realises that this is a dream and asks me how I plan to find my dream guide. I tell him that I don't know but I'm sure it will be fun, he agrees and we start walking. Then I get swamped by a lot of dogs and wake up.

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

It was daytime. I was at a vacation resort in some country like Mexico. The buildings around me were colorful, and set up like shops that bordered around a large, square-shaped central clearing. They had arc-shaped entrances instead of doors.

I walked over to one building and it had two basic, long cylindrical metal poles coming up out of the ground, with a clothesline going from the top of one to the other. A foot or so down the poles, there was another clothesline. Hanging from these two clotheslines, slightly overlapping each other, were white shirts (mainly t-shirts). I looked at them, and browsed for a few minutes. I recall seeing one with a t-rex on it, but the colors were too faded so I didn't want to buy it.

The shopkeeper walked up to me while I was looking. He was wearing some sort of apron around his waist, and a light blue visor.

"Why are the colors so faded?" I asked him.

"They're 3D," was the reply, and he pointed to the shirts. I looked back at them and the layout of them changed, although I didn't notice this in the dream. Three Breaking Bad shirts, in the middle of the clothesline, stood out to me. I went to them right away because I'm a fan of Breaking Bad.

The first t-shirt on the right had a portrait of Gale, one character from the series. It showed him from the shoulders-up, his two hands holding different objects - one was a marijuana leaf, and the other was a bag of what I presumed to be crystal meth. His face was intent and almost creeped me out a bit. I looked at the t-shirt in the center next. It had a very small picture of Jesse Pinkman in his hoodie. It was probably only three or four inches big. The last t-shirt had a picture of the Breaking Bad logo, with the smoky green background. The edges of the image blended out into the t-shirt, creating a nice transition. All three t-shirts had the faded colors, so I was still put off from buying one, but then I looked closer at this shirt. I moved myself up and down and realized it was three-dimensional, and almost played a short clip like a movie as you moved your position. You may have seen those "movie" bookmarks in a Hallmark or other cards store before. That's what they were like.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I just received a letter in the mail that I was banned from this coffee shop because of the fact I stole from them. I was shocked that they sent me this letter, because I never remember stealing from them. I wanted to see if I was really banned, so I invited some friends to the coffee shop to get a bite to eat. I somehow teleported there, along with my friends. The friends were Katie and Drew, along with two other people I have never seen before.

As we started to look around, no one really did anything about the fact that I was in there. I decided to buy some food with the $10 I had in my pocket. I remember I bought some cookies and a roast beef sandwich on a sesame seed bun. I went back to the table to set down the food, and I asked Drew and Katie if they wanted anything. I don't remember what they said, but I walked back to the food area to buy more.

As I was buying more sandwiches, the cashier said "Rich bastard!" and started to laugh at the fact I had so much money for sandwiches, I laughed at it too. As I went to sit down and eat, the manager came over and asked from my name. The manager was pretty fat, bearded, and had on a sweater-vest. I told him my name, and he asked me to leave the store. I protested, and Drew started to laugh at the fact I was getting kicked out. I smiled and said, well you're coming, too. The manager said that we all had to leave, and to never come back. Drew stopped laughing and the dream ended.

I don't think I've ever eaten in a dream, I was really hoping I was going to...

My rich friend and I are shopping in some rich European type store. I tell her I've had enough, I'm tired, and we go to leave. We try to get out of the store by way of this strange exit at the plaza. We must go through the fur coat section, which disturbs me, but I say nothing. We find a ladder we have to climb to get out. As we climb we joke about escape from the privileged life, and she jokes that we are somewhere between many portions of fillet mignon beef. I laugh at this random and obscure idea. She tells me that she realizes now that she was tired of this rich life.

We climb all the way to the top, then slide down some crazy water slide like things that have no water. I get distracted by a girl who keeps going up and down the slides, complaining about her wardrobe malfunctions. My friend is also getting too distracted by the girl. I look at my watch and I'm horrified to realize that it's 19:25, and I was supposed to be on a train to Toronto at 19:24. I was supposed to meet up with my family at the hockey game (strange, as I absolutely HATE hockey) there. I start swearing and having a meltdown.

Me and my friend run full out to the Haubtbahnhof. It's a mess of criss crossing tracks in a very unGerman looking chaotic mess. There are very complex and difficult to understand train numbers which make me feel panic that I won't be able to find the right train. Somehow we find out that I have to wait for the number 10, then transfer to the number 7. We're walking on a glass platform that has a film of water running over top of it, giving the illusion of walking on water. I can see the shadows of fish below me. I take out a small rusk cake and crumble it up to feed the fishes, whispering a spell as I sprinkle it into the water.
Some onlooking French men are curious asking me what I am doing, what is that dust I am sprinkling.

The train arrives now and it looks as though it's passed through a rainstorm. I get the feeling there was a hail storm somewhere. I squeeze into the first very cramped car of the train. It's very dark and close in there. A disabled man in an automated wheel chair departs the train. I manage to find 2 free seats but my friend is sitting a couple of rows ahead, speaking Japanese to some stranger. I didn't realize she was coming with me.

I notice that the train is called "Noodles" rather than whatever it is supposed to be called. I ask the driver and he says we have to get out at the terminus station called Noodles and walk down the train tracks in the underground tunnel to get to the next stop. It's been like this all day, he tells me, perhaps there is construction.

Lucidity-0
Vividness-9

I'm in a barber shop. It's small and leaking from the ceiling slightly. An old man is cutting people's hair. I wait for the person to be done and get my hair cut as well.
Dream Skip
I'm the old man. I know i'm not supposed to be him as i remember being my normal self. I play it off as if i were the old man to make the other employee seem as if everything were normal. Things feel harder to do as an older person. It hurts to get up. Sometimes my limbs would kinda go numb.
Dream skip
I'm still the old man. I'm in the back seat of a car. I start coughing. I tell the other people in the car that i don't feel well. We pull over at a small store. Somehow i manage to find a bed. The store then proceeds to turn into a castle. I'm in a random room in the castle. I feel myself falling asleep on the bed, but it doesn't feel like a normal falling asleep. I force myself to stay awake. I try to get up but i can't manage to get up more than a few inches. I yell for some help. No-one comes. I yell again several times and clap to try and get someones attention. Nothing. I start feeling myself falling into a long sleep. I try to fight it but it continues on until i die in the dream.
Dream Skip
I'm back to my normal self. I tell my brother all about it. He asks details of it that i don't remember. I just tell him that it felt odd and yet relaxing.

Did not have a good nights sleep last night, but I am surprised that I remembered this much.

I found myself in-front of a bar and went to sit down, “vodka and coke” I said to the barman it must of been a classy bar because he had a waste coat and a bow tie on, I looked to my left, there were two businessmen drinking something similar, one of the men looked like a boss from my past whom I never really got along with. I started drinking my vodka and coke and continued watching both men, they were having a drinking competition. I finished my drink and was about to leave when a cute girl came in on my right I know she was cute but I cant remember her face, there were a few bottles of alcohol on my right on the wall over hanging the bar table. The girl leaned over and helped herself filling a glass up with vodka and gave it to me with a smile...

...next I was in front of a some technician with a pile of keyboards on her desk. Each keyboard had a note stuck on the back of it to explain the stupid reason why some people throw away their computers. Each keyboard seemed to represent a computer and the tech was sorting out which ones could be salvaged and which ones could be thrown away...

...Suddenly I'm sitting next to someone else, a 50 year old chubby red head with short curly hair, she tells me she'll show me how she works, she doesn't show me much and doesn't seem to be interested in me or her work, leaving me behind to go and chat with someone in the other office. I'm then joined by a man in his late teens to mid 20s, wearing a tracksuit, he has a buzz cut, he seems short tempered but looks to be in the same situation as I am in. I look at the womens computer monitor, looks like DOS is running. I wonder what version it is, so I restart the computer. On Boot screen on the upper left hand corner a 16 bit image of a smiling Steve Urkel appears(knew the face, had to look up the name), I start laughing, and said to the guy next me “Yes its definitely MS DOS”, another office worker disproves of my behavior, I only know this because the guy next to me shouted at her with “do you have a problem!”. I stop laughing...

...I'm walking along some town street with someone on my left. There's a game shop on my right, I'm not interested in gaming anymore but go in to have a look, the shop has a spacious layout all the stock is on shelving against the walls there is nothing on the shop floor. I look around, found one thing that might interest me but I put it back. I turn to leave... A few girls in their 20s come in dressed in what I can best describe as body suits, as if they have just been to some Sci-fi convention, sadly the dream ends there.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

21:30 GMT+9 – sleep

My biggest fear
On some strange shop (like some Japanese shops I’ve been at) with really attractive cakes and sweets, but I couldn’t really tell if that’s what they were. Then a guy on the shop is taken down a corridor and told there’s a test to him. Behind a big door at the end of the corridor is the scariest thing that has ever haunted his dreams. In his case he says he used to play a game with his friends in which they’d hide and seek and the one seeking the others would incarnate a scary character they’d call the fog-man, a mythical creature that would take away the soul of the one found by him – and then this kid would replace the fog-man in his role. The man said he used to have nightmares with the real fog-man taking his soul. Then the people overseeing this test told this man that whatever he’d find behind that door would be his own mind’s creations and therefore if he was certain of that, they wouldn’t possibly harm him, but if he failed to recognise that... The door opened and out of it came a dense thick fog. He entered and the door was closed.
I also wanted to play. I opened the door and there was still fog but no signs of the man. The fog disappeared. I tried to think about what is that scares me the most and had this vague feeling of something unknown and scary coming out of the darkness and attacking me but before it would materialise I decided I was in the control of my mind and therefore no fear would take over. Then all the fog and light darkness dissipated and I found myself in an empty room with a mirror and a door. I positioned myself in front of the mirror, saw my reflexion. I was dressed in white and yellow and although I looked a bit strange it was still my normal look, no monstrous face or anything of the kind. I’m semi-lucid and I dance a little bit both to increase lucidity and test my image on the mirror. I manage to prolong lucidity but it is still weak in terms of control. Not sure about what to do I decide to summon all of the people I know through the door. Soon I start seeing people from my past, present acquaintances, family, “enemies”. I can’t tell if everyone is there, it would be impossible, but soon they start interacting with me.
I lose lucidity. I am with my aunt India and my friend Zilla. Zilla decides to call my old friend Mara, whom I don’t see since her wedding. Her brother answers the phone. Zilla doesn’t say a word and he gets upset. He hads the phone over to Mara in the hope the person will talk to her. She asks “who’s there?” and I can see both people on each side of the line now. I tell Zilla this is a stupid game and I don’t see the point of it. Mara then thinks she knows who can be and gets very worried. She says “don’t worry, I will come for you. I’ll help you.” Obviously she thought someone in distress was needing her help. I tell Zilla to please stop it and just say something on the phone!
Then I am engulfed by a lot more people I know and there’s this lady, who’s my opponent in my work and hates my guts, among them. When I see her I remember we were both at a same party some past time and we talked to each other when we were so drunk already and our hate transformed into attraction and we had kissed. I was wondering how could we still be mad at each other after that. We had been stripped down from our divergences and connected as human beings, but here we were still as enemies.
Then I’m outside in some big city with skyscrapers and neon lights. I enter a van and someone else is by my side. Zilla is on front seat by the side of the driver. She hands me over a synthesizer she bought but I already have other things on my lap I also bought and she feels angry with my refusal to take up more stuff.
Then on some kind of mall I see a lady doctor famous in my country who is giving an interview about birth and how women should embrace hospital methods instead of this trend of natural child birth at home, cause so much can go wrong and they need medication and blah-blah. I go to her and make a phenomenal speech to counterbalance – not radical, but very well balanced I refute her ideas that seem to approach giving birth as being seriously ill. Then my friend Zilla and others come with a more radical attitude and start making hate speech and mess up everything. I later ask why they did it and they said I sounded to compromising. I told them I had simply used skilful means to pass the message across without conflict. By then I have a group of followers and admirers but among this group there are a few who don’t understand my way of doing things and always create a fuss. I’m on some high room with view over some kind of inner court. People are down there celebrating the result of some football (soccer) game and I comment loudly about the frivolity of such celebration. They get upset. They accuse me of being peaceful and moderate to the outside but quite radical inside and that the radical activists that are around me just reinforce that I am a secret extremist. As I seek to be alone to digest such accusations, these two radical friends of mine follow me and I scream at them to leave me alone, that it is their fault people think such things of me. Walking down a street I encounter another guy that went to school with me. We talk and I conclude the big issue here to be solved is if I am becoming what my father said I would become or the opposite of that. Am I an extremist under disguise or am I really becoming moderate and if so, am I moderate in the sense my father preached (which resembled too much with conformity) or am I moderate due to wisdom and maturity? As I wander through these philosophical matters, I conclude, after all this dream sequence, that my biggest fear of all, is to become like my father or the person my father wants me to be.

03:00 GMT+9

Cat stapled
My cat is showing some discomfort. I cuddle him and find a staple on his belly. I take it off gently. My mom is upset and worried and I search for more. I find lots of staples on his skin. We don’t know how this happened and feel sorry for the poor fellow.

Friends and relationships
I’m in the middle of a crowd who’s watching a movie on an open air cinema. I am by the side of two old girl friends from school and all is fine until it starts raining. At first it’s ok, but my friends start complaining it’s raining too much and open an umbrella. Then not even that is enough and they want to leave. But I’m just fine. The rain is not really wetting me and I say it is just dream rain. Still they leave and I decide to go along. Didn’t go lucid.
Then sitting around a wooden rectangular table with my friends. One is Mara and she says her husband calls her names and I assume he is also violent with her. She asks for advice and I say she needs to get away from him, but she doesn’t want to. Then he also joins the table and I change subject but she says we can go on, that she doesn’t want to make it a secret. My other friend present doesn’t understand this, thinks he’ll get mad and beat her up later but I say maybe she wants to confront him but can’t do it alone, so we should help. He says he likes her, but she didn’t reveal to be the woman of his dreams and so he gets angry sometimes out of frustration. I ask him why doesn’t he simply leave her and go look for that dream woman? I say if my dream guy was Brad Pitt, I would go after him, no matter what and not beat some other guy for not being Brad Pitt. He feels embarrassed by seeing the ridiculous and we laugh together.
Then my boyfriend comes up and he insists on having sex immediately. I don’t think it is appropriate and also I feel like he wants to force me like a punishment for something. He drags me to some room and rips my clothes off but I get really upset with his attitude and I escape from him. Outside I meet this guy who I had a crush for in highschool. I am happy to see him and I follow him. He is climbing some steps to go inside a house. I go to. It’s like an antique shop but with rooms. I lie down on some sofa, my friend who was with me on the wooden table before is here now again and notices my interest in this guy. She says I should go for it right now but I feel bad, I just said no to my boyfriend. Then the guy comes to me and ask if I have some deodorant. I find that question completely dislocated but my friend says he is really into me and wants to be fragrant for me. I feel yuc!

06:00 GMT+9 – wake up

Date: Sunday, April 25, 2010 7:31:10 AM PDT
Shopping
Went to buy electronics with Pa Jill-1. I carry a clipboard. With a red stamp. The clipbard has what I am gonna get.
First person. Fluorescent lighting.