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I was outside with about 15 other people. We were all standing in a large circle in a forest clearing. An ancient lady was leading us all through some kind of ceremony. She had dark skin, dark eyes, and she was pregnant and magical. She pulled me aside and told me that this next part was about rebirth. A hole in the earth appeared and she told me to get in it. She filled the hole with water and mud until only my head was sticking out (I have a fear of small spaces and being buried so it was a little tough at first). I felt something in the hole with me and I thought it was a woman. The ancient lady told me that this was part of it. I reached towards the sensation and pulled out small green snakes. They bit my fingers, but I wasn't too worried about it. I felt more snakes in there and I kept pulling them out and completely destroying some as I did. Once there were no snakes left, the ancient lady dropped some slugs in the mud hole. The mud levels began to fall until it was only up to my waist. I thought, ooh I'm okay with slugs, much better than snakes! But I also thought they were leeches for a minute. I picked them up but I don't remember removing them from the hole.

I looked to my left and there was another woman there but she wasn't like the ancient lady. She didn't look completely human either, I remember she was yellow and pink. She told me that she could see peoples' energy too and that it was real. She said that she could see me as well. She gave me a large, warm smile and i reciprocated as I sent her love. I woke up and my dad started talking to me, I tried moving the sheets with my mind and they flew up in the air. I went on another lucid adventure.

Unfortunately this dream was the night before the night before last night, and I'm just now writing it down, so I'm heavily depending on the little keywords I'd written that morning…

I'm in the woods behind my house and I see a little hole in the ground by a tree trunk. I crouch down and look into the hole and I see many snakes of different species inside, some moving slowly. I get very excited. A hibernation den! Now I can visit snakes even in the cold months and I'll have them all to myself! I don't reach in to hold any, though, because I don't know if that would be harmful for them to come out in such cold weather. ((The day before I was reading a reptiles/amphibians book of Indiana and it talked about snake hibernation dens, and I hoped that I could find one. So that's where that came from.))

So I walk away from the den and I find another, much smaller one, where I can only see one or two thick, rough-scaled green snakes, like emerald tree boas, though I don't remember if they had pits. As I crouch there near it, a wet, tiny one comes out, and I realize that it's actually some sort of hatchery/nursery. A big one comes out right after, and I'm afraid to move, because I'm afraid that the bigger snake will attack me since it would want to protect its young if it saw me as a threat ((for the record, in the waking world, I know that that's not how it works with snakes)). I move a little bit, and the bigger snake freezes and draws his head in a little, while the baby retreats back into the den. Hesitantly, I stand up to walk away, and the bigger one also goes back into the den. I am relieved.

At some other point, I'm in the living room and I jump up and bend my elbows so that my hands are near my shoulders, and I flap my hands quickly. This causes me to hover, or difficultly fly a bit. I fly around the living room a bit, but that's all I remember from that scene. I think my grandmother might have been there at some point.

At some other time, I'm walking down the street to get to "the end of town", which were the directions which we had given to someone else. The end of town was apparently barren except for a few people living in poverty, with lots of dirt/mud smeared on the road and sidewalk. My Mom was ranting about how we had told someone to go to "the end of town" but we didn't tell them which end to go to, and now they had gone to this one, and now they won't want to go to the right "end of town". After this, we're walking back and a news man comes to interview me, holding both the microphone and the camera. He asks something that I don't remember, and I hop along while flapping my hands so the hops are big and drawn-out, like I'm on the moon or something. I say something sarcastic to him and refuse to answer his questions seriously.

At some other point, I'm standing in a room with a model wooden ship and a man. Out of habit, I do a reality check, and realize that I'm actually dreaming. Remembering the task of the month, I look at the man and say, "who's my soul mate?" He hesitates for a moment, and, disappointed, I think that he won't answer. Then he looks at me and says, "you should sell all your plates." I'm amused, and I don't ask him further. I walk past him to examine the model ship, reminding myself that Im' lucid. However, next, something happens which I don't quite remember, which is so interesting and engrossing that I forget to remind myself that I'm lucid, and I fall back into a regular dream.

At some other point, I go downstairs in this house to find three rooms: a bedroom with a desk, a living/game room with a couch and a TV, and another room with more games and another bed. The living room/game room are connected with different carpet, but no walls or doors. The first bedroom is closed off with a door. Inside the bedroom I find a snake, rough-scaled, with dark green and blue stripes. He's hanging from a stand that you'd give a parrot to perch on. I pick him up and say, "aww" and "you're such a baby" and the like. However, next, I have to put the snake back because my mom calls down from the stairs and says that she's about to show some people around the house, and if I don't lock every door and window before they get to the basement, then she will proceed to show them around, even though I am naked. I frantically go to lock and close doors and windows, and there are suddenly more doors and rooms than there used to be. I managed to lock nearly all the doors, but there is one room that I don't get to in time, so I have to go close the door and lock it while my parents and their friends are in the room. They all stare at me awkwardly while I go in, naked, to close the door. Later, I've locked every door, and, I thought, every window, but my mom leans in through the top of a window to say that I hadn't locked the upper third of that window, because apparently that window folds open and closed and requires three locks.

At some other point, I'm flying through a jungle in the treetops, flying the same way as before. I see some cool snakes, and I get scared by some creepy bugs, and I'm trying to get over the tops of the trees, and at the very top of the trees I find some dopey, fat caterpillars with yellow underbellies and green(?) tops, and they cheer when I go past them above the trees, and they rejoice, saying something like, "finally! a person who's as pathetic as us! Friend!"

At some other point, I'm standing on the top of a tall building, with another man in front of me. Out of habit, I do a reality check, and, again, realize that I'm lucid. Since the last time was sort of unsatisfactory, I ask again who my soul mate is. The man, the only one in the vicinity, looks at me and says, "that guy" without pointing or otherwise indicating who "that guy" might be. Giving up, I jump off the building and try to fly just by thinking about it, but it isn't working, so I flap my arms (my whole arm, like a bird, not just the hands, as it had been when I wasn't lucid) and go higher and higher, and I try to shape shift into an eagle or something, but it isn't really working, and either I fall back into a regular, non-lucid dream, or I wake up. I can't remember.

I'm reading cards for an off-duty cop or detective - it's about his case, and it's not official. The Hermit - that's the criminal. The Emperor - that's him. And then a minor card that indicates cooperation between the two of them, and things going smoothly.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm talking to this alien I'm traveling with and my first instinct is to call her Red - she's red from head to toe - but I stop and think about how nicknames work in alien cultures. Best case scenario, everyone's going to wind up calling me Pink, not sure I'm up for that. Me and another alien head outside on some errand, crossing this huge field, and as we're walking I ask him about nicknames. He says, "You don't want to say my name?", and I don't know how to interpret his tone - maybe bewildered, maybe hurt, maybe I've just accidentally proposed marriage, I don't know. We're still crossing the field, but we've wound up walking on top of/sliding down a pile of giant, motionless serpents.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There are these people trapped in a cabin on a mountain by a group of killers, and they're wondering if their two friends who left earlier made it off the mountain okay. The scene changes to a group of people standing around a car parked near the base of the mountain, across a field of tall grass - the killers, a 'family.'

I switch to the POV of the father figure of the group, and I'm looking at the two young boys with us who are new to the family, keeping an eye on them. Not too worried though. Someone spots a figure moving out of the forest and into the field - the figure shouts to us when she sees us, waves her arms to get our attention. I'm thinking, huh, we missed one. We'd found a guy in the forest earlier, I hadn't realized there was still another one out there. That was sloppy.

Me and those two boys go to meet her, and she starts talking about how she needs a lift. Walking her back towards the car, we get to the part of the field near the road where the tall grass is all flattened down from what we'd done earlier, and there are a few things, plastic bags and such, scattered around on the ground. She's looking at the things on the ground and looking a little uncomfortable, she asks what we were doing out here. Having a picnic, one of the boys says. The rest of us laugh. It's technically true.

I'm trying to catch a bus, but the station I've found turns out to be the wrong place - it's a place for repairs only. I sit around the station anyway. There's a guy who I initially thought worked there, turns out to be just another person waiting like me, who tells a story about a dead body that was left unburied. There's a girl listening to the story who slips and falls, hurts herself, and I pick her up and carry her somewhere. She works for my family, who owns most of this town, and she's worried that slipping like that might get her fired - her job involves athletic skill. She's not wrong.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

After an IRL-based scene and a memory gap, I'm lying in a bed, watching a dream image form; I have an impression of gold and light and a woman's face, but it's blurred and I'm thinking that I can influence it too easily, I decide I'm not asleep enough for this, it's more imagination than dream. I decide to just let myself wake up instead, and let the image disappear, so there's no visuals. I open my eyes. I'm in a dorm, I'm a high school kid at either a boarding school or a very fancy camp or something, rooming with two other guys, and we go out to the lake and have some competition that winds up accidentally involving other people and getting us in trouble. I fall on top of the rotting body of a snake in the water, and a bit of it gets stuck under one of my fingernails. The teacher or counselor or whoever it is that tells us off for causing trouble mostly just seems amused by us; he refers to us as Vision house, and says it's all valuable experience.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm traveling with two other people, looking for something or someone, and right now I'm making a deal with an old woman I associate with trolls, to allow us to pass. She's sitting on a rock in some canyon, dry earth without any plants, and there's a cloud of dust over some footprints that appear and disappear as if there were invisible people moving around just in front of her. I associate those footprints with whoever/whatever we're looking for, it's why I'm talking to the troll-woman. She agrees to a deal: three for three. She'll allow the three of us to pass if we can win three fights against her people.

The scene changes: we're at an indoor pool, facing the first of her people. Although the two guys I was traveling with are still here, they're standing aside; I have the impression they'll stop the guy we have to beat if he moves towards them, but otherwise, I'm the one handling this. I'm in the water, and I become aware that I have a long fin on my back like a lancetfish, that there's something off, fish-like, about my hands and skin and eyes as well. The guy and I both follow the same pattern of engaging only to immediately back off, until eventually I get him into the water and hold him under. Once this is done, I look at him and think that he looked malnourished. I recognize him as someone who'd been on death row 'before we all came here.'

First Dreams - Very Weird:

Dream 1:
I was hanging out at some carnival, it was a very gloomy day. It also had enormous lecture halls beneath the ground in several buildings. After wandering around for awhile and eating some gross carnival food, I went down into one of these lecture halls and sat next to a couple friends from high school. President of the United States (PotUS) came to give a speech about something, except he wasn't Barack Obama, he was some young punk that looked like a young Barack Obama (Maybe 16 years old) and he was extremely cocky. He got up in front of this mostly empty lecture hall that could probably fit about 600-700 people. This guy pulled out a gun and my mom came out of nowhere and jumped in front of the bullet. She got shot and lay there bleeding while the young PotUS just watched with an emotionless look on his face. I wondered, why the hell would she do that? He must really mean a lot to her. Dream fades to black.

Dream 2:
I was back at the carnival, it was raining this time. I wandered around again until I eventually found my way down to the lecture hall. I sat in a different place this time, farther in back. Exact same thing happened otherwise.

Dream 3:
Back at the carnival, this time there were a couple of cops as well. They gave me a hard time and ignored me when I tried to tell them that someone was going to try and shoot the president. I eventually went down to one of the lecture halls, as though I had no choice in the matter. This time, the PotUS was coming out of the lecture hall right when I got to it, some guy came out of nowhere and tried to shoot him. My mother jumped in front of the bullet again. Same stuff.

Dream 4:
After fading to black this time, I became lucid in the darkness. I guess this would be a true DEILD. I tried to create a different scene because I was tired of watching my mother get shot over and over again. Didn't work, I was back at the rainy carnival, this time one of the cops was holding me down and....spanking me? It was a horrible, helpless feeling. I told him that he was a nice guy and that he didn't want to hurt me. Didn't work, so I told him the same thing again while I transformed him into another person that looked like a stereotypical hippie. He let me go and I teleported to another world. I was at a beautiful house on the second floor. I started in a tiny bed that might be appropriate for a little 6 year old. Being that I am 6'3, it was a little too small for me. I was feeling tired all of a sudden and I wanted to take a nap, so I looked around, expecting to see some giant beds to lay in. Two, giant super king-sized beds appeared behind me with small rays of light shining down on them from some skylights. This room reminded me of what my parents' bedroom looked like in the early morning when I was a small child (a recurring place of safety for me in dreams). I moved curtains over the skylights so that I could take a nice nap without light. I then realized that if I took a nap in a dream, I would probably either wake up or go to a different place. I didn't want that so I decided to look around instead. The house was quite an interesting design, I thought. The entire building was in the shape of a '+'. Outside of the room I was in there was a balcony that led to the other wings of the home. I looked over the edge and saw an indoor river, surrounded by plants that led to the front door. Outside of the house, there was a zen garden and an old-school, large, wooden gate that led to a busy street (there were no cars, just people walking). I went down into the garden and noticed the edges of the dream starting to blur. I stabilized. These bugs started attacking me. First it was mosquitoes, then spiders started jumping at me. I didn't like that so I ran away. My heart was pumping super fast and I woke up.

Dream 5:
I was at my parents house and there was a giant snake that was slithering around like a lil' creep. The cats tried to kill it but it escaped into hiding. Soon there were baby snakes everywhere. One bit me, ouch, nothing bad happened so I assumed they weren't poisonous. I decided that it was time to catch that sneaky little snake. My sister and I picked up some giant butterfly nets. This snake was extra tricky though, it would take the shape of one of the cats and then there would be three cats and we would have to figure out which one was just the shape-shifting snake. After going through this process of the snake taking cat form, us discovering it, then it running away a couple of times, my sister eventually caught it with a net. During this process a couple random, nameless DC's got brutally torn apart by the snake. It didn't seem like a big deal in the dream but now it seems kind of messed up. I put my net over hers and we welded it shut with torches coming out of our fingers. I woke up.

fragment:
I was only semi-lucid during this dream, so I won't count it as lucid. I remember that there was some dream guy that was talking to me. He told me that he could tell me a grand secret of lucid dreaming if I went to this magical pool of water. I went there and my body turned into water. I blended with the water and became the water. Then I woke up. Super short dream.

Super long fragment:
I was hanging out at some strange building with my brother and one of my uncles. We all decided to smoke some weed outside, then they went down into a double secret basement that was three floors beneath the surface. I didn't want to go down there so i stayed at ground level. Eventually some weird stuff started happening and the dream turned into a kind of ghost murdering RPG. The house turned into a ranch out in the middle of a post-nuclear testing site in a desert somewhere. There was also a giant group of people with guns and swords now. We hacked and slashed our way through ghosts and possessed people that turned on us. After awhile, I had probably killed these ghosts a hundred times and I got tired of it and most of the group was dead so I ran towards the home and went down into the double secret basement where my uncle and brother were hanging out. My uncle had been possessed and my brother had to kill him. My brother and I got overrun by dozens of ghost-demons and he got pulled behind while I barely escaped. I went up to the top floor of the building and this strange light zoomed by at super speed and drove away all of the ghosts that attacked me. My mom and dad were hanging out up there, reading books as though nothing were wrong. I asked them what that light was, they told me it was their little dog. They said she was possessed by the guardians of the property. I asked them if the guardians protected my brother too, they said that the guardians refused and that he must have done something pretty naughty because they wanted nothing to do with him. I woke up.

The dream starts as I'm in the car with my mom in my driveway. There are some suit cases in the seats and she says that my friend Mason is coming to pick me up. I get really excited and believe that we're going on vacation to the beach or something. I look up to my street and see that his family's jeep is parked sideways with his parents in the front seats and him in the back telling me to come. Apparently, my bags weren't packed all the way so I tell my mom to stall as I run like an idiot to my front door as they watch me.

After that, Mason and I are in a club of some sort. This place is dimly lit with many different colored lights flashing around. There's this table thing with a huge staircase where him and I were sitting like there was more to this place. Around us were many attractive girls, so I told Mason to keep himself busy. I go down the stairs to this lab place with even more people all dancing on this dance floor. Seeing that, I go back to get Mason. When I get back, half the place has turned into a bowling alley, though it still has the club atmosphere. Mason is talking to some girls dressed like strippers as they're overcoming him. This makes me laugh for some reason, so I sit down next to him and some girls come over to me too.

Another dream I'm in my friend Moo's backyard. It's a bunch of people from my high school like a flashback of some sort. The backyard is completely cleared of trees unlike IRL, and there's a pool and a small house. There's some dialogue between the people. We go into this house and we're in some kitchen when my friend Katie sneaks up on me and hugs me. I'm not sure why, but she climbs up onto me like she's straddling me while I stand, sorta like a sex position. We're just chilling in this position as we talk for like 10 seconds, and I'm even making thrusting motions while I'm doing this which is weird. Someone signals that we're here for someone's surprise party and the person was a guy I know named David. I see him and his friends walking from far away as everyone is suddenly outside. He walks through this crevice part in the ground and we all jump out, but no one is saying surprise or happy birthday, it was quite bizarre. I was behind him now trying to at least shake his hand or whatever and when he turned around, it was a different friend named Adam S.

In my last dream, I'm in my dorm building. Everything is really compact like a kid's playground or something. I look down this opening and there's a room with this girl named Tiana I know from home who's a sophomore. She's lying on the ground and some girl I don't remember is telling me she's drunk and wants to have sex with me. I chuckle because this girl is like 3 years younger than me, so I start to crawl through the tight space to my dorm. My dorm door is like a really small dog door as I crawl through and then tell my hall mate Jason that our dorm is really freaking small. Next, I'm suddenly in bed with snakes in my arms. Two of them fall out onto the ground and start to slither but never travel any distance. I remember trying to count how many fell on the ground so I could know how many snakes I'd have to look for.

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

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

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

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

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

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

(This is from September 26, yesterday.)

I awoke into a lucid dream, however I didn't perform any reality checks, I just knew immediately I was lucid. I looked around and saw I was in some kind of run-down building in a room on the second floor. It was nighttime. I walked out onto the balcony, which had an old wooden staircase leading down to the sidewalk, and saw a man standing under a street light. He looked suspiciously like Karr, but had black hair and giant black holes where his eyes would've been, so I decided to avoid him because I didn't feel like dealing with creepy stuff. I jumped off the top of the balcony and glided down to the street, facing away from the creepy guy, and remembered a few new tricks I'd read about for summoning people in dreams. I attempted to summon Afiel by calling behind me "Hey Afiel, can you help me with this?" like he was already there, however it didn't work, and instead I heard Karr's voice say "I'm not Afiel!" That's when I realized the creepy eyeless guy WAS Karr, so I spun around to confront him but he was gone. After a few more calling attempts, I gave up for the moment and went out to enjoy the dream. For a while, I just flew around the night sky... more like glided, really, because I couldn't keep myself up. I kept slowly gliding back down to the ground, and had to push myself off the ground with my hands to get back up. I wound up at some kind of horse race and took the opportunity to ride a horse, which was super fun. I even won the race and had my name engraved onto a high score board on a wall by the track. I wandered away and into a nearby building, another rundown place made of rotting wood, and saw my mom sitting on a couch next to a bunch of plants. She said hi, but then just sat there like a statue and wouldn't respond to anything, so I ignored her and attempted summoning again. I tried another trick where I walked up to a random closed door and said "Hey, this is the door Afiel is behind!" and then open it expecting him to be there. The first few times it didn't work, but I finally opened a door and there he was, standing there looking confused. He walked around the building, looking at random things, and then we decided to head outside. On the way out, we passed by statue-mom sitting on the couch and her plant collection, and Afiel was immediately sidetracked and went to go look at all the plants, because he's a total geek about that kind of thing. He told me to come over and look at one of them, and when I got closer I noticed the collections of seeds on the plant weren't actually seeds at all, but hundreds of tiny bugs. I thought it was gross and backed away, but he was all excited and kept watching them. When we left the building, it was daylight out, and he suggested we fly to a particular place, but I can't remember where it was he said. I think it was some kind of religious place. He spread his wings and took off, and I followed after him but I had trouble staying up. My body kept doing the gliding thing, and kept wanting to drift back down to the ground, but I didn't want to lose him so I did these awkward jump-glides after him. Soon we were in the wilderness in a big grassy field that was fall-colored. In the background were mountains, and hills covered in colorful trees, and the sky was clear and blue. I saw Afiel pretty far ahead, so I landed and did the lucidity shout to gain more control. It worked in that it made the scenery super vivid, and I forgot about him for a moment and sat there in the grass enjoying my surroundings. I wondered about the "ACME lucidity pills" I kept hearing about online, so I reached into my pocket for them but felt nothing. There was nothing in my other pocket either, but then I saw a large beige bottle on the ground next to me. I picked it up and took the pills inside it, and suddenly everything came into laser focus and I felt more in control. I flew up, now able to fly without gliding, over some telephone cables and up over the mountains, but I could no longer see Afiel. As I kept flying, I came upon an old Mayan temple, so I landed on the steps and walked up to the top to find a door. Behind the door was a pretty Japanese water garden, with lots of people and animals but no Afiel. On the wall was a laminated piece of paper with rules about the water garden and I remember being surprised about how clear the words were, since usually words in my dreams are blurry. I walked out onto the water Jesus-style, among all the lily pads and fishes, and saw weird little mice and cats under the water attacking each other. I reached down into the water to pull out a mouse that was about to be killed by a cat, but I noticed the mouse had worms for eyes and for claws. I freaked out and dropped it, the cat grabbed it and bit it in half. The mouse was actually a robot and had a map inside him, and when I picked up and unrolled the map, I realized it was telling me where Afiel had gone but I woke up before I could make anything of it.

A dream where I had to go retrieve postage stamps from dad's house, but I was scared of going inside because he'd want me to stay forever. I think I was able to get the stamps.

A friend and I were walking down the sidewalks at an outdoor shopping center, and there were these shimmery rainbow butterflies that kept landing on my shoulder and following me around. Then we saw some pretty hummingbirds, and my friend could match their pace and keep up with them on her roller blades. I, however, could not, and just ran behind her and the hummingbirds awkwardly trying to keep up, dozens of butterflies flying after me. We stopped in front of an interesting restaurant and decided to eat there, but there was a wait, so we stood outside until it was our turn. The butterflies kept messing with me, and everyone around me marveled over how pretty they were. I think I remember seeing Dale from King of the Hill leave the restaurant and he made some comment about me being an alien. When we got inside, we were seating at separate tables, so my friend was at a table to the left of me and I sat with strangers, and there were TVs at the tables along with piles of DVDs. There was also a big plate of chicken nuggets in the middle of the table, and the waitresses would hand out bags of chips to anyone who raised their hands. I turned on the TV and there was a Disney movie playing, but a guy walked over and said I wasn't allowed to use the DVDs, only employees could. I told him I wasn't watching a DVD, and that the movie was just on cable, but he didn't believe me and turned off my TV and took the DVDs away. I also saw him to the same thing to my friend's table.

There was a guy who worked inside a huge dumpster the size of a house. He was in charge of sorting trash into recyclable containers, and he worked 24 hours a day and never slept. The dumpster was also full of dangerous snakes that would always bite him. The news channels caught wind of his predicament and kept trying to interview him, but he would always hide from them. Soon, other people were offering to work at the dumpster part-time to take some of the burden off of him, but many of the new workers were bit by the snakes and had to be taken to the hospital. I applied because I had been dating a girl who'd broken up with me because she said I wasn't independent enough, and became a part-time worker in the big dumpster thinking it would make me more self-reliant. I would walk across wooden floors covered in snakes, but they wouldn't bite me and I wasn't scared of them. Instead, I'd pick them up in handfuls and toss them off the walkways. As I sorted trash, I noticed that someone had thrown away a perfectly good TV and the 24 hour guy had taken it and put it in a weird makeshift break room. However, the TV was covered in orange slime and was gross, so I cleaned it up for him and he was super happy for it.

I'm evacuating a place where True Blood's Eric and Bill had been staying; Bill's already gone, but Eric's chained to a chair, and I have no intention of freeing him. I'm going to carry him out in the chair. Despite this, I have nothing against him, and I'm asking him if he wants me to bring any of the belongings he's kept in these rooms. I'm kneeling in front of the chair as I speak to him, and I say that I may need him to carry something of Bill's in exchange, to which he consents. Aside from 2 belongings which needed no discussion, he says he doesn't need anything else. It seems a shame, the rooms are full of things he's collected over his lifetime. I pick up a sword he has on display with a hilt that looks like carved ivory or bone, and I say sure, you may not need anything else, but it's better if it can come, isn't it? I put it on the chair with him.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Fragment: a mention of Louis, a king.

I've heard about a gathering of people I'm thinking of as 'the British' tonight - there's a connotation of a specific politically subversive group in my mind - and I intend to arrange a meeting with the queen, although I'm not as close to her in this reality as I have been in past iterations; I've spent too much time focusing on other contacts this time through. I sit down beside the queen at her mirror. Her daughter, Antoinette, is here as well, standing by the window; she's beautiful but spoiled, self-centered. That's largely my fault - in other versions of this reality I'd devoted more time to her and she'd developed into a very sweet girl. This time around, we're not particularly close, and she notes only that she owes her name to me. In French, I ask the queen her plans for this evening after the party. I don't speak to her in a particularly deferential manner. She seems wary, suspicious, but I think I have enough influence with her to pull this off.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I need to kill a giant snake, but I can't find a weapon. Finally, a woman produces a long knife and beheads the snake herself. But I tell her that it's still alive, you need to destroy the brain, otherwise beheading it is just slow death by suffocation, it's cruel. I point to its eyes, which are still moving; I tell her it's suffering. She doesn't care. It's harmless now, that's all she cared about. I can't believe this. But I do my best to put it out of its misery without a weapon, until finally its eyes stop moving and its skull is crushed. I pick up head and body and carry them outside.

When I reach the door, the storyline changes - at first I was still aware I was carrying something and needed to get rid of it, but I forgot about it quickly and so the snake disappeared. I was distracted by the sight of colorful glowing orbs floating down the river, just through the trees. There's a festival going on all this week, and tonight is the children's celebration. I walk past the women handing out colored orbs for the children to light candles inside and carry down to the water, and as I walk I see a couple kids carrying their lights the wrong way, down to the sea instead of the launching place at the river. Some adults are trying to point them the right way, but the oldest kid says something about their father's ship out at sea.

(This is from August 29.)

I hadn't graduated high school, so one day I decided to go back. I moved into a big building that had identical dorms for all the high school students; it was very industrial looking. On the first day of school, I was really hyped up. I knew I would do better this time around and not fail, because my social anxiety wasn't as bad as it was back then. My first class was history class, and everyone seemed nice. The teacher was, I think, the librarian from the elementary school I went to at Fort Monroe. She handed out our first assignments, which involved talking to ten people in the class and listing them on the page as having certain characteristics, like "What person seemed most like a leader?" or "Who would be the best with finances?" I was completely mortified. Even though my social anxiety was better, it wasn't good enough for me to go around talking to everyone in the class. I sat there at my desk looking at the paper, it was covered in drawings of Yinepu and I pondered on that and wondered what it meant. I looked around and saw that the other students had gotten into big groups, some were laying around on the floor talking about the assignment and some had their desks in circles. I didn't know what to do, but a few people came up to me, probably sensing my dilemma, and told me to put their names down under certain categories. After I realized no one else was going to come by, I pretended to sleep at my desk and just decided to accept my F. After a while I started eating some candy, and the teacher walked up to me and said no candy was allowed in the class, so I stuffed the whole thing in my mouth and pretended like I didn't have any. Unfortunately she already saw it so I knew I would be in trouble later. When I got back to my dorm, I fell down on the couch relieved it was over, but then the doorbell rang. It was a classmate, and he said he'd found my debit and my credit card on a bench at the mall. I thanked him, but I was suspicious because he looked guilty, so I checked and my accounts were missing some money. I knew he had bought stuff at Reebok with it but couldn't prove it right away, so I thought about how I could get the security footage from the mall and show it to the police. Later on, I got online and noticed on my dad's Facebook profile he said he was going back to high school, which was weird because he has a college degree already. Apparently he'd moved in below me, so I looked out the window and, sure enough, there was his white truck in the parking lot. I decided to avoid him so I wouldn't have to talk to him.

I was outside in a big yard. I think it was an old farm, because there was a big fence that stretched on for a few miles and an old three-story wooden building that looked like it was about to collapse. There was a cobra that was chasing me, and it really wanted to bite me even though I didn't do anything to it. I climbed up on the fence, which was tall enough to be out of reach of its strike, and ran along the top of the fence to get away, but it still followed me. Then I jumped off the fence and ran into the big wooden building to get away from it, but the building was creepy inside and full of grey aliens! I had a laser gun so I shot at them all video game-style as I ran through the building and up the levels. I think I was actually in a video game at this point because I could see my ammo and health bars. Each story had more aliens on it and was harder to get through, but I had to move fast to keep ahead of the cobra that was still chasing me.

There were a lot of people in a big crowd, on either a red team or a blue team. I was on the blue team but everyone insisted I was on the red team and wouldn't believe me, so they made me wear a red hat with demon horns on the top.

Monday 8/12/13

Last night bed around 1am - 8:30am

DR 1 - I'm flying ovet the ocean. Some voice is saying that the birds I'm seeing live on the rock pile I have just flew over. I stop in mid-air and look behind me. Really, there is a rock pile, maybe 30 feet in diameter, sticking out of the ocean.

I look around, trying to figure out which way to go. I have a feeling it's that way, but there are only clouds there. I look in front of me and in the distance, very tall cliffs rise up from the water. I realize that's Boston where I'm suppose to go.

I start flying that way. Ocean has all different colors. Darker blues, and light ones. I'm looking around and I like the colors very much. Waves are not tall, but choppy.

As I come closer to the clifs, I start flying straight up to go over them. I can do that with ease and I'm a bit surprised. Clouds seem like after the storm, broken up, and late afternoon sun is shining through them at low angle.

An airplane flys just little bit higher than I'm. Now I'm over the ground. Looks like country side. There is a huge contraption ahead of me. Basic shape is that of a teleskope. But it's made of orange steel bars. As I'm watching, it shoots out 2-3 salvos of some kind of a yellow beem. At first I think it's to communicate with aliens. Since I have already turned to the right, I look back at it and trying to see what will happen, because I Iave a feeling something will happen. Like maybe it was doing something to the clouds or the atmosphere.

DR 2 - I'm in a building with a large automatic garage door. (Breaking bad last night)

DR 3 - Somebody has a snake. It's very long and skinny, whip type.

DR 4 - I'm in my home town, on the corner with large intersection, at night.

These dreams vere all very detailed, with lots of colors.

Julie and I are walking through a field. I hear a noise and look down. A couple of feet ahead of me is a rattlesnake. We dodge and step over the snake, but more appear. We spend a good half hour, or so, dodging the snakes. The snakes vanish then, when we reach the end of the field. The ground suddenly becomes wet, uneven rock. We start carefully picking our way across the rock and as we do that, a giant weeping willow appears. We stop walking. Julie studies the tree for a minute and then tells me to put my hood on because the branches and leaves are poison if they touch our heads. We both put our hoods on and walk under and away from the tree. Once we're away from the tree a cave appears in front of us. We walk inside and it becomes a parking garage. "This is what it'll be", Julies says. "They're going to put and hold us here." I get scared. We start making our way through the garage and we are at the exit when a red, old car shows up. There's a man driving. He tries to run us over. Julie and I are able to avoid him and we escape the garage. We are instantly at home, both wondering what just happened.

Slept on the couch last night, with no self-hypnosis/meditation or really anything.

I'm on a bus for middle school but people from high school are there too. There is a girl on the bus talking about lucid dreaming, so I go on Facebook and see that she's a moderate beginner, meaning she isn't a complete natural but she's getting there, I see that she's asked her mom for a guide for lucid dreaming. I get really excited and all I can remember is trying to tell her that I'm a lucid dream too. But she won't talk to me because for some reason she thinks I would be a bad influence.

It's dark and raining, and I'm running through the grass. But I get this bad vibe and look down and see that a snake is moving around on the ground. (I have a deathly fear of snakes) I'm running to get a weapon to kill it and I see my grandma running over towards it. It's going towards my neighbor's house but I guess someone kills it because when I look back it's dead and lots of others are dead with it. I'm running to stand on the porch. I look around and see a huge machine used for construction, I realize that it's a way to get back home, if I can only get on top of it. I can't get to the top of it because of all of the snakes on the ground, some are dead some are alive. I'm contemplating jumping in the spaces between the snakes but that's too much of a risk, so I don't. Then the rest is forgotten.

I get transported by some aliens (that look like humans) to their planet. But it's more like a "you'll have to fight for your survival" type thing. I'm in a room with another person I don't know, he's blonde and fit. The aliens say we'll have to fight to leave but I don't want to fight him and he doesn't want to fight me, eventually I realize that I'm going to have to fight him eventually, we both agree to fight but with no bad intentions, just because someone has to get out. So I pick up my weapon (like a boss) which I think is either a toy truck, a big toy truck, or a 2 by 4 board. He isn't as good with his that I am with mine so I easily knock it out of his hands, then I hit him again and his shirt is ripped off. I tell him I have no bad feeling and let him pick up his weapon but he's still not good with it and he's standing right on the edge of the room (because one side doesn't have a wall and just drops off. So I knock him off, and scream "Now let me out!" They refuse.
[Forgotten material]
Now I'm in a big grocery store. But I'm trying to hide because I ran away and they're looking for me. (And it now it's forgotten, I can kinda remember some stuff but not enough to write anything.)

Last night, 4/7/13, Sunday - bed 12:30 - 9:20

2 very long and detailed dreams

1. I was driven in San Francisco, but only half way. When I'm walking, I'm trying to find out, where I am and how far I need to go. So I'm showing people a map - here is the river, I need to go on this main street and hang left to the main station. Something about bike rider, showing me his club, his friends showing up...

2. I'm visiting or doing something in a mansion in Beverly Hills. The place is huge, like 40 rooms or so. I'm ready to leave, so we are looking for our shoes. Someone tells us, that they have been shined for us. We go to a table and find our shoes sitting in yellow blankets with pink bows on them. I open my blanket, but there is only one shoe. It looks very nice, though.

So, I look everywhere for it. Open other blankets, look under table, asking people around. They have some kind of a party, so there is lots of very rich looking people there. I ask some of them, and I ask some of the staff in the house. They have buttlers, babysitters, some guys were putting up a wall full of posters and decorations, around 30 people on staff.

I'm walking through hallways and each is different. One is decorated with white marble statues set in walls, it creeps me out a bit. I go through bathrooms, other rooms.

I see lots of people sitting in a great hall room, there is people going in the bar with modern piano, there is an media room that has walls made of glass.

I didn't find my shoe. But the lady of the house cut me a check for 100 to buy me new pair.

Outside of the house, on a steep hill, a girl is playfully pushing another girl, while she is holding on to the tree. Someone else doesn't like it, because she could have pushed her down into the ravine.

3. I'm working in this big house with lots of lawns and green places. There is a huge, 20 ft long, white snake laying on the side of the walkway, in the green, all coiled up. I know he is there, but each time I walk buy, I forget and remember after I went buy.

I tell about snake to the lady of the house. I tell her, that I found another one, coiled up in a barrel. It's because she leaves the doggy door opened. She should keep it closed, and call a professional to look everywhere.

There is a miniature cow living in a hollowed out rock. It's size of a mouse. I take the rock and look for some nice, grassy place, away from snakes. When I see him first run to the rock, I'm thinking, how interesting, I have never seen an animal in my dream before.

I have some detailed converstions with her.

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My little brother and I are at a state park looking at the snake exhibit the snakes are somehow odd looking, and my bro is talking loudly about the colors of their scales. (something he would do irl) then they act angry and agressive.

suddenly I am in an episode of Naruto and the young team Kakashi (before sasuke defected) are confronting Orochimaru. everything goes dark and all i can see is someone is swinging a shiny blade on a string, then the light is back and everyone is a puppet. they fall and break, then I woke up.

Causes: I am working on an eagle scout project at a state park. The second part is probably because Orochimaru often attacks with snakes.