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8.25.2013

Morning:

Time travel. A group. Go back in time. Forest. Guitar. Weapon. Top view. Shooting. Battle field.

Afternoon:

Room, bed, based on my ... to my side, above. I initially thought I was having an OBE. I moved to my side and I was tingling all over. I thought maybe I was out of my body already, or maybe I'm still awake. Unfamiliar room. Dark room. I looked out the window, with vertical bars, also strange, unfamiliar. Greyish sky. I tried flying out of the room. My arms went through the spaces beside the bars, but I couldn't go through like a ghost. So I thought I was still awake. Mirror. Black small thing. Tech... Comm...

Ran away from the room. I was chasing someone or someone was chasing me. I visualized a chain on the person's hands, and it clamped him down on the floor. He looked orcish. I ran and climbed up a wall. It reminds me of third-person dungeon computer games. Wide area. Like a castle. I climbed up the gate, and on top of something like a roof support (but it's not connected to the roof), there's a female warrior. I talked to her, asked what's going on. She seems okay to me, but another female warrior/guardian arrived, jumping on top of other supports, and rudely told me to go back. I taunted her, calling her names, like AngeliTina.

... woke up...

Airport. Police. Time. 3 p.m. or 1 p.m. There's a plane crash. Don't care about my flight, which is at 7:49 p.m. I was too early. Then I started wondering: why am I going back to my hometown? Then a memory popped up of a high school classmate telling me that it's his birthday next Saturday or Sunday, and he'd want me to be there.

Had some non-lucid dreams tonight, didn't remember so much tough.. But i did remember one dream
I was sitting at a busstop near a big road, trucks and cars drived fast here. And there was 2 guys that played with the motorcycles at the road.

The trucks needed to slow done, else they would hit them, but the other trucks didn't notice the slowdown and many, many trucks crashed after each other.
The "force" of the crash made it hard to see and walk. so i decided to take cover or whatever. But then, suddenly the force stoped. It was over, i saw people trying to help
people in the crash, and i hear a man shout: "call after ambulance"

I decided to turn back the time, and i decided, that the motorcycle guys should be somewhere else. And i was sitting with my friends at the busstop.
I asked them, do you know i turned back the time?
- No
and i said: You wouldn't belive that the trucks was crashing if i didn't turn back the time again.

And after i said that i woke up.

Level of Lucidity: 1
Level of Clarity: 6
Level of Realism: 7
(levels based 0-10, 0-5 being low - good 5-10 being great - extreme)

Parts of this dream are in present tense and some are in past tense. When I wrote this I had just woken up and was going back and forth between the tense because I was tired.

Dream 1: I am standing on a sort of futuristic football field with a large-ish African American kid about my age. He and I are supposed to be protecting somebody, but it’s not a life or death thing, we’re supposed to be protecting him in a game we’re about to play. There are tons of other people around our age (18) there, just walking around the field. Something happens and everyone starts running in the same direction, as if a race is starting. I start running as fast as I can to get to the front of the pack. The race leads off the football field, and there was a long handicap ramp for people to roll up if they’re in wheel chairs. I ran up to it, and jumped over the railing, taking a shortcut. I jump over the next two railings too.



I see that my old middle school friend, who I just saw recently for the first time in years at a grocery in the waking world, was running and she was in the front of the group. It reminded me of when we were back in school, and she would always be at the front of class, always putting her hand up first. In a sense she was leading the class.

I catch up to her and she seems to know where she’s going, so I start to follow her. We run through a building and then down several flights of stairs. The stairs change from being a house kind of stairwell to being an industrial kind of stairwell with cement stairs and railings and cement walls. All of a sudden the stairwell ends and we’re in a large cement parking lot. I looked around and everything had a sepia tone to it.

There were some tire marks on the cement, but no parking space lines.



I looked forward and remembered that I need to keep following her. She ran around a corner and got a slight lead on me, but she didn't know I was following her. When I run around the corner she is gone, and there are multiple stairways and multiple doors leading all sorts of directions. I had no idea which way to go. To my left was a scissor gate like a small business would use in a town to keep the front of the store inaccessible during the night from thieves.



I didn't have much time. I looked around desperately trying to find her, but I was too late. The herd of kids had caught up, but they were in the hallway that was blocked off by that sliding scissor gate. Cayla (my friend from school) was behind the scissor gate too. I looked at her and she looked at me as if to say “How did I get in here?”

I took advantage of the opportunity, and ran in one of the random directions. It led me to a train tunnel like place, and I kept running. Eventually I wound up at a bus at the end of the tunnel. I looked around and noticed that it was night time, and everything was dark. I got into the bus and sat near the front. There were already three other people on the bus. Two girls my age and one boy who I seemed to know from somewhere. Once I was on, the bus started to drive away. We drove down a street and I noticed that it was a place I was familiar with, my grandparents neighborhood. We all started talking to eachother, saying hello and asking names. I think one of the girls said her name was Stacy. She was very attractive. I then sat back in my chair and waited for a while. It felt like we were driving for an hour. By this time we were all good friends, even the bus driver. We pulled into a small city, and I saw some small houses on my left, and what appeared to be an amusement park in front of us. I looked down to the road as we approached a red light, and noticed that there was a small African American baby sitting in the road. He didn’t seem scared, he was quite playful. He was acting like a frog, and as soon as I acknowledged that, a black frog about the size of the baby appeared next to him. They were both sticking their tongues out and trying to catch something on the ground, perhaps an ant or a bug, with their tongues.

The light changed and we progressed on our journey. I looked behind me at the girls and noticed that they were making out. I thought to myself “ ……. HOT!” My buddy who was sitting in the back kind of looked at me and laughed then looked out the window, as if he’d seen this a million times. The girls off and on started kissing eachother, and I looked at Stacy and said “Can I help you girls out?” They kind of ignored me but I was persistent and said “I wanna get involved with that!” They stopped kissing and looked at me, it sort of creeped me out because they didn’t say anything for a second. Then Stacy said “No.” (Damn!)

We pulled up next to a large strange shaped rock/metal formation at the amusement park and stopped next to it, still on the road, by a curb. The wall formation looked like the wall in this picture of a ride at six flags:



We all got out and started walking, but we knew where we were going. After we turned a corner I was at my old house, which has recently sold. We’re standing in the driveway, and my dad and some people who seem to be his friends are in the garage next to a car with tools out. They say something taunting to me as a joke and we walk into the garage.

I felt a sense that told me “The whole reason we did this mission was to get here to fix something on a car.” It made me feel like It was a lot of effort just to do something so small, and why was it so important that all the kids from that school wanted to come fix it?

I heard some noises in real life and began to wake up and journal.

I used the WBTB and ADA Technique here, never became fully lucid, but was conscious enough to make SOME decisions in the dream of my own, but at no point had any idea I was really asleep.

hello all.
i just dream about a new house.
in which i .m shifting in 2 month in real life.
i saw, I'm sitting in a bed and talking to my family in new house.
i think is 5/6 o clock morning.
then i came down from the step with my fellow. of flat, and saw a one of the new man.
i think he is the owner of the labor of house.
then i talk to him something but i don't remember.
i came out from new house , and saw a road. it is a highway.
then i saw my old house.
it is @ 10 am and i have to go school, but enable to go.
i don't know the region
then i saw my wife standing on kitchen she is doing something..
the time is 12:24 PM
then i woke up

So after my nap i did reality checks and i was recalling non-lucid dreams from it, and i accidentally fell asleep without noticing it(lack of sleep earlier didn't helped, duh). I got up since i already did reality checks and looked at time, it was 1:00, which couldn't have been since i started my nap later than that, i started walking towards balcony while looking at hands, fingers were strangely bended. Then i woke up. Couldn't recall non-lucids from that, but hey, got one more lucid dream.

I really need to update my dream journal more often...

I remember seeing that the time on my computer was 10:12 AM. I looked over at the clock on the oven, and that said it was 6:58. I thought that perhaps the clock was wrong, so I looked back at my computer clock, which now read 7:00 PM. The oven clock had also changed to 10:12.

I remembered that clocks sometimes change in dreams, so I decided it would be best to do an RC. I counted the fingers on my right hand, but I had five fingers. I still had a feeling it was a dream, though, so I repeated the RC with my left hand. I counted six fingers (I actually skipped my thumb, so I really should have counted seven).

I knew I was dreaming but quickly woke up (I think it was a false awakening, but I can't remember).

i was packing and moving stuff out of my room back in the house i was born in.....in the room with my sister even though i moved to my own room when i was 11......and i kept going back and forth between there and packing....and my grandmother's car which was by the side of the road in the woods....and putting stuff in the car..and she kept saying she would do anything to help me...i was trying to figure out a way to get back to university because i was told that i had to find my own way back after break was over (i was told that irl my freshman year)....and i also saw the time in the dream and it didn't vary much....it was around 4:30pm and i was upset because i had missed class for the day and didn't know how i would get back (that was time irl when i woke up and i had missed classes for the day irl)

note: xanax

Jedi Tricks (6:00) (LUCID)

I'm sitting in a room with my mentor and my fellow apprentice when a messenger comes running through the door. Someone is gravely injured, and they need our help in order to save her. Immediately, our mentor gets up to leave, and he beckons us to follow.

A stretch of floor in the hallway is unsafe--it collapses underneath you if you're not careful. Our mentor runs up to it and jumps across. It's a very long stretch of floor, so he has to use the force to propel himself horizontally. It's an impressive trick, and he calls it the "Seven-Meter Jump." I'm not sure I'm skilled enough yet to pull it off, but I jump anyway. It looks like I'm not quite going to make it, so I add an extra burst of horizontal motion at the end. Then I turn around to watch my fellow apprentice cross. He jumps up, grabs some handles on the ceiling, and swings across that way. Clever.

We reach the room with the patient. There are dozens of people already there--participants and helpers in the energy sharing ritual which our mentor will moderate. He starts giving orders, and everyone gets into position. There's even a big, shaggy dog involved. Then the ritual starts, and it's a bizarre sensation. It feels like it's over in moments. Afterwards, the other participants start enthusiastically talking about it and checking the time. We're all wondering how long it actually took. I overhear that it's a quarter after the hour now, but we came in there at around ten till. Wow, that ritual really messes with time perception.

I go back down the hallway with my fellow apprentice. We enter a stairwell with a railing, and I take this opportunity to practice some acrobatics--doing flips over the bar and bouncing off of the walls; that kind of thing. My friend does some, too. Then I realize that I must be dreaming--unrealistic acrobatics seem to be a theme, recently.

Without pausing to plan, I just start doing stuff. Nothing in particular, just whatever comes to mind--always making sure to observe what's going on and try to work creatively within the existing dream framework. For instance, I look at my hands to find I'm holding some Oreos. I squeeze my hands into fists and open them again to reveal handfuls of nuts. I decide I want to float around, so I start hopping up and down on the floor of my bedroom. Gravity's not behaving as leniently as I'd like, but I just keep trying. Somehow, some cubes get stuck to my feet, and bouncing on top of other loose cubes joins them all into two big cubes. Then gravity is a lot less strong, and I can float into the air at will. I'm approaching the ceiling, and I decide to try to go straight through it. After a moment of darkness, it works! I'm worried about waking my parents, though. A couple of times [I think], I return to the stairwell to do more acrobatics. They're really quite fun. At some point, I wake up.

Nonchalant (8:06)

Spoiler for vaguely sexual content:

I'm in the living room of the house, masturbating. One of my parents passes in a nearby hallway. I try to nonchalantly hide my penis behind my neck. [?? Obviously, this is not anatomically possible.] I suppose it works, because no one freaks out.

8-25-08

When I woke up early this morning I didn't remember any dreams. I had a chance, though, to do a WBTB. As I laid back in bed I had 40 mintues to go to sleep and dream before I had to get back up. I thought about trying a WILD, but I knew that it would increase the chance of not getting back to sleep at all. I knew that I had pretty good luck at drifting off and becoming lucid not too far into the dream.

I had decided that if I got lucid I would try three things. First, do dream flips. Second, I would try to find a character from my story. Third, I would try to jump from rooftop to rooftop.


Lucid dream:


My first memory in the dream was free falling. I was with two cartoon characters (more realistic ones). One was a lady and the other a younger girl. We were in a city and falling down toward the ground. I must have been remembering how much fun it was in the last LD, because this was very similar. Though I wasn't lucid, it was a very familiar experience. It is a wonderfully good feeling rush.

I don't know what triggered lucidty, but when I realized I was dreaming I was in an apartment building. I was standing in the kitchen. I immediately remembered that I wanted to do the flips. So I started jumping in the air and flipping. I tried to really pay attention to what it was like. I remember seeing the room spin in my vision. I don't remember ever noticing what it looked like before--I had just noticed how good they felt. I started with back flips, then switched to front flips. For the last one I noticed I got too close to the wall. I was afraid that I would bump right into it. But then I decided that since this was just a dream that I didn't actually have to bump into anything if I didn't want to. I completed the flip and saw that the wall was further away that in had been.

When I felt I had done enough I decided to walk into the next room to see if I could find the story character that I was looking for. It was a bedroom. The bed was half unmade and had white covers. And it was empty. I looked around the room and saw no one. There was a window. I walked to it and looked out. I was high above the ground--at least twenty stories up. The window swung open sideways, and I leaned out. I decided to go out. As I was sliding myself through the opening, I suddenly wondered if I was actually dreaming because this felt too real. But part of me knew that if this was real life I never would have gotten this far since I get nervous being really high like this. I continued to let myself slip over the edge. I fell breifly before starting to fly. I flew out and above the city for a little while. Then I swooped down and landed in a plaza area.

A man with long (to the middle of his back) blond hair came up to me. He was excited to see some one who could fly. He told me that he also knew how to fly and asked if he could come with me. I said, "Sure."

At the edge of the plaza there was a large drop off, as if the city were build on two levels and we had been on the upper level. As we went over the edge, I looked over and saw that the guy could indeed fly too. I was glad.

We flew over what looked like a zoo. The man pointed down and pointed out that the animals had escaped. He thought that since we had these cool special abilities that we should help try to get them in. I wasn't sure that I wanted to take the time in my LD to do something like that. But I decided that it might be an adventure.

I landed and saw a young black jaguar. I picked it up and started carrying it to one of the buildings. Pretty soon the jaguar's claws were really poking into my neck. I decided that I didn't want to do this anymore. I set it down and another girl came and picked it up. I looked around for the other guy and couldn't find him. So I decided to go on to another challenge.

I remembered that I had wanted to jump from rooftop to rooftop. There were buildings around. None were very tall buildings (maybe two story), but I wanted to try anyway. I flew up and landed on the first roof. I ran along the top of the roof to the end. I could see the next building maybe 30 yards away. I got the the edge of the roof and pushed off. I wasn't sure what was going to happen. I knew I could fly, but I was purposely trying not to fly, but just to jump. I easily landed on the next roof. I ran and pushed off again to the next building. The buildings were in a large semi circle (about 8 buildings). I ran and jumped until I came to the end, and then I jumped to the ground. I really enjoyed the experience. I especially liked the feeling of pushing off. I realized this was something I would have to do again and again.


I was about to think of something else to do when I woke up. I looked at the clock and it was 16 minutes past the last time I had looked at it before I had fallen asleep. I tried to go back to sleep since I had a little time left, but never managed to dream again.

A battle. Heroes. Fighting a huge black spider. Travel. Death. Time travel. Pills for time traveling. A church.

Damn. Three nights of lucid dreams in a row. I think I'm starting to get the hang of this.

So to start this entry out I need to lay down some knowledge. Usually when I go lucid, it's after I wake up for a minute or two and go back to sleep. So basically an improper WBTB. This night, however, I decided to do a full blown WBTB. Went to sleep around 11:30 and set an alarm for 5:45. Unfortunately, I woke up at about 2:30 for some reason which caused me not to have any before 5:45. Anyways, I woke up when the alarm went off, stayed awake for 12 minutes and went back to sleep. I became lucid right away. (Also, I was repeating to myself "Become lucid right away" in my head as I was falling asleep.)

Lucid

As I open my dream eyes, I am greeted to the sight of my old elementary school's playground. There were only a couple kids near me. More interestingly, there were floating balls of light that disappeared after a few seconds. I decided to walk over to the big concrete rain shelter and ask a DC what time it was. I found a young adult male and asked him. He said it was 5:20 in Thursday. I asked him to repeat himself but he just kind of waved me away. I walked around the shelter and started hearing some interesting whispers from DCs. They were saying that Chloë Grace Moretz was hanging around the playground. (Which makes some kind of sense because the last thing I was doing before I went to sleep was watching Hugo. I found out where she was and decided to go say hi. I got over to her but then the goddamn Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles came out of NOWHERE and tripped me. I flew into a crowd of children, got all embarrassed and woke up.

Non-Lucid

I fall back asleep. I'm on a movie set. There is a large wooden door. I go through it. Through the door, Marlon Brando is sitting at a desk dressed as Vito Corleone. I walk through the set and find myself in the back alley of a city neighborhood. I go up to a house. I find that it has a hidden door. For some reason, I was scared to go in. So I turn around and go up into a modern looking house.

I'm greeted to the sight of the two guys from American Pickers looking for stuff to steal. (I know. I dream about movie and tv stars too much) I try to convince them that they aren't thieves and they don't have to do this but they ignored me. Eventually, they find an old wooden box. They open the box to find a broken baseball bat. Signed by Babe Ruth. They flip out but suddenly a car pulls in the driveway. They try to make a break for it but are caught by the people who were in the vehicle, a young straight couple. I get thrown out by the angry couple.

I am on a city street. It was day time while I was in the house but now it is night. I get approached by a scuzzy looking man. He tells me I need liver surgery and I am presented with what can only be described as a holographic, touchable GTA Map screen. He points out different clinics tell me which are the most expensive and cheapest. I ask him about one of the cheaper ones. He says I COULD go there. If I don't mind having my liver replaced with garbage. I head to the clinic but apparently changed my mind and turned around. Boom. I get hit by an ambulance. Ha Ha fucking HA.

I get revived and dropped off at a hospital. Suddenly, a mission marker pops up in my FOV and I start to dash along the sidewalk to it. I pass my theaters with neon lights and pissed off looking hookers. I turn to go down an alley but then wake up.

Shorter dreams but easier to get lucid. Hmmm. Gonna stick with WBTB for a while.

So basically let me explain a few things before I start. I am a Brony, a male fan of the My Little Pony Friendship is Magic series on tv. I am 15 years old turning 16 next month. I am also a heterosexual just to clear up any confusion. So here is the dream:

It was a night of fun at my friends Barbeque, until the night became even more magical. Twilight Sparkle from My Little Pony flew from Equestria (when she doesn't even have wings) to my home to meet me and my friend. My friend didn't know I was a brony at the time, so he was insanely confused. I was excited as you might imagine (lol). But basically what happened after that I sadly do not remember.

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Dream #2:

I had been assigned to going to the library during my summer break for insanely low grades. (Not true, this is apart of the dream). So when I had gotten to the library that night, there were people arguing about being there (as always lol) and you know, just the norm. So it's late and I was just texting on my phone. Till something happen where everything went blank and time went forward about 3 hours. So I had to go to a teacher for some information on what just happened. She called my half dressed English teacher from 8th grade from the other room. (I'm a Sophomore by the way haha). So she calls my mother for some reason to pick me up. So I was watching out the window for my mom to come. She finally does, but she parks under a moving semi and calls me out. By the time she was there I was actually on a bus going nowhere. I was complaining to the driver to let me out and he said he has some "unfinished business to do with me". Then that dream ends and I wake up at about 11:00AM.
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I was wanting to dream more so I did my best to force myself to go back to sleep. Here is what happened:

My Uncle was about to move out with my dad. The odd thing about this is, My dad lives with me and my mom and my uncle live all the way down in Tennessee. We live in Indiana. So they do, and so does me and a friend of mine. So apparently, the whole United States has flipped at this time and we move into Michigan, which for some reason, is now located south of Georgia. So we are all good for awhile, until it becomes like a Sims game. Everything falls apart. The dog we got when we moved in died. (Not my real dog lol). and we just decide the next morning: "Hey maybe we should go on a vacation to China". When no one in our family even have Asian roots that we know of. (I do like to study some of Japan's culture though). So basically while we are in China, I don't remember anything. So at this point. We all move back to Indiana and something odd has happened.
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(This is the next dream, after I said something odd has happened the dream ended so I made myself fall asleep again)!

When we get back to Indiana, it turned back into 1999! When I was a measly 3 years old. We lived at my old apartment and everything was as if it REALLY was 1999. My friends that I used to race bikes with multiplied though, as we actually formed some kind of club when I was about 6, me being an avid Nascar fan at the time. (Not really the case anymore though haha). We then got on our bikes and raced for awhile. Now for some reason, the running track at our school was now owned by our neighborhood and was shipped over encased in cement basically. So we race, and even some of my friends from school in 2012 were there at their normal age. (I was perceived as a 6 year old. So I ask my parents if I could check out the house, and we go in. It was as if we lived in the 1300's. We had most of our tables made out of rocks. Our TV was balanced on a rock. The kitchen had a major renovation. Much different from the interior of the old apartment I remember. I had seen my dog which had experienced the time change too and was at a way younger age than she is now. (She is 7 now). So I go out and tell my friends what it's like in the future. (uh-oh). So this changes a lot in just the time I was there. My dad was forgotten by his Ham Radio Club, and it basically ended there.
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So there it is. A single night's worth of dreams. If anyone is interested in learning more about the type of dreams I have, I talk about them a lot on my podcast. I'll link you to it if you send me a PM. I also have a Minecraft server! If anyone wants to join, just PM me and I'll send you the log in information so you can play with me!

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

... Having some boring dream which was someone else's romantic fantasy that I had to watch. I decided to end it but somehow, I stopped time, not the dream. Everybody and everything started to slow down until they were all frozen and things were floating in the air as if there was no gravity. I had never tried that effect and it was very cool. I can't explain very clearly what I felt, but it was like a small enlightnement.

The dream begins with me running away from a house caontaining distantly fond memories. I run through the woods (very special to me considering my earth sign and other dreams in which i attained lucidity by making water appear in dry spots in woods, creating tall elegant trees, etc.) and come out into an openeing viewing a lake. On opposite side of me was a house brightly colored. Instantly I am across the lake on the other side I was just looking at. A man was standing next to me in casual work clothes. I look up in the sky and am instantly capnivated by its magnificant beauty. The sky was filled with very dark (but not scary) cloudes almost to the brim of my view. A cloud that kind of rolling through the sky, making small holes in the dark clouds and releasing a very illuminating bright yellow light.
The man says,"beautiful isnt it?" I look at him and reply,"yes it is." We have a little conversation about his kids or childhood or something and i then decide i must return home so I leave the man and trail back through the woods. As i enter the woods my dream shifts to I floating downward into a decolet looking town. I land in small park or clump of trees and grass. I see a line of abandoned buildings except for one and head towards the lit up house. I see a skeleton man on a stage coach with no horses rolling down the road kind of far away from me. Then i see another person across the street waving me over but not to be seen by the skeleton man (who was dressed in elegant attire.). I make my way to the beginning of the street and am about to cross it when i notice the skeleton man coming closer. I wait for him to pass and throw rocks at him. He looks over, but continues his pass. I then go to the house and knock on the door. A golden retreiver answers and gesterures me inside saying," oh please come in they've been waiting for you." I follow the dog through a library style room and into a small hallway. I see a man and a woman holding a little girl in their lap watching t.v. The man sees me and says,"oh we we're wondering when youd be back! you havent swam with us in over a hundred years!" I start to question what they were saying and start to panic a little. the last thing i hear is the man say," we're losing him, he's waking up." and to no surprise, i awaken. I love this dream.

I was in some sort of ancient roman city, although I wasn't in first person. I was more of a hovering camera, observing other people. This day was special - there was some sort of religious uprising going on, and I was observing some events taking place in the central city square.

I was looking at a roman teenage girl, wearing white robes. She was on a sort of balcony, which didn't stick out of the building, but was more of a small room that didn't have an outer wall, and had pillars there instead. She was searching for something in a tall and long cabinet that spanned the entire back wall of the balcony - it looked like something out of a church, with books on some shelves and various other objects. My view turned and I could see that this balcony opened up to a huge city square, larger than Trafalgar square, round and much lighter colours - the colour of building material in roman cities. In the centre there was a tall, 10m or so wide stone spired tower, twice the height of the average building around the square. It was mostly just a stone cylinder until about 10m up, where there were no outer walls, just small pillars holding up the conical roof. In this circular balcony, there was a huge humanoid figure, quite fat - sorta like a 5m tall santa - but I knew immediately that it was in fact an incarnate god. Surrounding the tower in the square were thousands of people - protesters - all calling for some sort of religious reformation - the god in the centre being their spokesperson. After remembering all this detail I thought I might draw it - that's the garbled figure you see above.

My attention turned back to the girl, who rushed down the stairs to just outside the front of her building, where her father was. Her father turned out to be a priest, who was proclaiming something religious, trying to be heard among the crowd. She asked him something, and he pointed to a book on a stand, on the balcony she was on before. She went back up and looked at it.

I was looking back at the square, from a few metres above the crowd, watching the god doing his thing, when out of nowhere an explosion appeared on him. It was a large explosion, but it just knocked him back a little and dazed him. Then I saw the girl zooming away on a flying-moped device... apparently she had tried to kill the god. Who tries to kill a god with a small bomb? Actually, considering both sides of this religious thing had supernatural abilities (gods on earth, flying mopeds), I can't really have understood the situation

I then saw a sort of replay view of the inside of the god's mind during the explosion - I saw his conscience (represented by a mini version of the god ) get knocked out of his frame of mind by an expanding ring of cloud, and then rush back again, through the cloud ring, back to the centre of his head. That's the last thing I remember. Still a more logical dream than some other's I've had