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    1. I'm dead

      by , 07-14-2019 at 01:13 PM (Into my world)
      It's been a while but now i'm back, in this past two month I was very busy and stressed for the exams so I stopped training and of course I loose all my progresses. Now I have to start all again from the beginning, but nevermind... tonight I had this cool and very strange dream:

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      I'm dead and I'm going (or rather, my soul is going) in what I believe is heaven.
      I am walking in a big city, perhaps New York, and I arrive at the foot of a very tall tower, I don't see the end of it, it is all covered in gold and has no entrance.
      only the dead can see it, in fact all the people who walk beside it do not know of its existence.
      somehow I am transported to the top; I find that up there there is an empty world, dark and covered with fog.
      I set out in this world and after a while I meet an old bald man with a white beard, with him there is also a friend of mine.
      the old man tells us that he spent his whole life alone on this tower and explains that if we want we can go down and return to the world of mortals.
      he also explains that for part of the day we take back our body and return mortal and visible, it is an effect given by a particular inclination of the sun, but if we die again while we have our body our soul disappears definitively. instead when we are spirits we can do what we want but people cannot see us.

      when the old man finishes talking I ask my friend how he died, he tells me he was on a beach to take pictures when a man arrived who didn't want competition on that beach to take pictures, so he pulled out the gun and started shooting; he had to be drunk because before he hit the target he fired a lot of random shots.
      after the boy finished telling the story, I find out that I was also on that beach and that I was hit by one of the stray bullets.

      now I'm back home, I took my body back and I'm leaning on the balcony, looking down where my mom is sunbathing in the garden. I'm sad because I don't know how to tell her that in reality I'm not alive and that soon the body she sees me with will disappear.

      Updated 07-14-2019 at 03:38 PM by 96212

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      non-lucid , memorable
    2. 26 May: Pharmacy, time travel agents, my teacher and dumpsterdiving

      by , 05-26-2019 at 02:45 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      On a trip with mom and others to "Serra da Estrela" and it starts snowing. Mom is out of her mind happy, we take amazing photos and we will share them at Xmas with someone.

      Been needing medicine but and avoiding the pharmacy. But I really need something to feel better and someone is recommending me one particular pharmacist, so I go there and try to get something. I engage in conversation with the pharmacist, she realizes I know quite a lot about drugs and natural remedies. She mentions having colloidal silver and goes get a vial for me to take every day.

      Flying over a pasture with sheep and on fire.

      Part of a team that travels in time and solves situations from the past, turning around the outcomes of wars, etc. We believe we actually need to do it so our timeline is not broken. We get riddles and leads from an unknown source and we solve the cases through detective work and figuring out the riddles on site in the past. But there is another team that thinks we actually alter the timeline and they are against it and try to stop us. There is no way to know which group is doing the good thing.
      We are at a church somewhere in Netherlands or Flanders. We need to reach the highest tower. We solve riddles and puzzles to open and close secret doors and activate hidden gadgets. Up in the tower there is a final riddle which activates a shower of arrows which are shot to the middle of a battle going on down below and which saves the city from its invaders. Once we complete this task, we return to our time and we are caught by the other group. Their leader is a tall handsome guy and we kinda have a crush on him. He arrests me, but I am cool as a pumpkin and he realizes we already completed our mission.

      Some event with my Teacher. We're staying at a hotel or something. I meet him at the lobby and we sit at a table talking. I undress a coat and notice I am wearing a red knitted sweater just like his. I find it funny but not awkward, until other students join us and they are all dressed in white and look at us two wondering why we both wear the same sweater.

      I cross a parking lot and see a dumpster full of good stuff someone threw away. I go get a van and start selecting clothes, shoes, and other stuff. A lady from a nearby block of apartments seems suspicious at what I am doing, so I tell her I collect stuff others throw away, to donate institutions and people in need, so she gets excited and actually comes to help me.
    3. 25 Feb: Dating Jaime, dangerous catterpillars, hostel stay

      by , 02-25-2019 at 09:11 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      Lunch or dinner with Jaime. He is a rich guy now. I meet him at top of a tower, we're supposed to go out to meet other couples at an Asian restaurant, but he stays behind to watch some fireworks from the tower. I go meet the other couples at the restaurant, because we are the hosts. We all need to choose our menu at the counter and then sit on designated places. Jaime is still not coming.

      Driving down a street with my cousins in the car. I see a line of processionary caterpillars at a garden and a little dog getting too close to them. I stop a bit further ahead and make a u-turn and go look for the dog to rescue him. Then I see a couple with children and that dog, sitting on the grass having a picnic. There is also other people around and the caterpillars are moving on the grass between them and no one is noticing. I ask for their attention. The guy from the couple turns to me in anger and reveals a demonic face. Scares me for a second but them he calms down and listens to me. I ask if they know about this caterpillars and how dangerous they are, they don't, I explain and everyone freaks out. Some boy says they are piling up and he covers them in paper or plastic and sets them on fire. I turn away as the animals shriek in agony, but I tell myself it had to be done.
      Then I leave. I am staying with school colleagues at some type of hostel. First nothing seems to work, the whole place is in the dark, but I find the main board with the switches and turn it on. Don't understand why nobody did it before me, the guys are a bit embarrassed.
      I check where is my bed, we are staying in mixed shared rooms and I find out I will be sharing my bunk with Jaime. I leave a note on his bed just saying hi, because he hasn't arrived yet and then go out. At lunch time I meet with some friends and they ask me what I have done to my hair. I don't know and look in a mirror. I have bangs and short hair and I think I look pretty cute. Later my dad and some others are visiting me and he brings Bernardo. Outside I hear some dogs growling and I go check. I think one of them is Faial who belongs to Jaime. I worry about him coming in with his big dog because of Bernardo, but actually Faial is growling to bring attention to another street dog who seems injured and afraid. Some people step in to help the dog.
    4. White Helicopter and Clock Tower (with comparisons)

      by , 07-30-2018 at 01:37 PM
      Reading time: 3 min 53 sec. Readability score: 57.



      Many specific patterns linked directly to the dreaming and waking process and its autosymbolism have been occurring continuously in my dreams for over fifty years, most occurring one or more times each sleep cycle.

      White Helicopter and Clock Tower.

      Morning of December 31, 2012. Monday.

      A white helicopter flies over a mostly featureless green field. It flies to the left of a clock tower that displays five minutes past ten. There is a vague apprehension of the rotor blades hitting the tower, but this does not occur.

      Vestibular system correlation of this nature is by emerging consciousness definition, represented by the clock tower which also correlates to the ultradian rhythm at the end of the waking process.



      Now I will look at other dreams (posted previously) that are a model of the same dreaming and waking process.

      In “Brother Earl’s Flying Saucer,” from November 29, 1976, this same waking process renders a spacecraft that my older brother Earl supposedly built. The spacecraft looks much like the Flying Sub from the television series “Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea.” It flies to the left of a clock tower. Regardless of a couple near misses with the tops of buildings, it successfully flies away.

      In “Not Quite Paris,” from June 13, 1978, I non-lucidly choose to place my focus closer to the process of vestibular system correlation. In this specific case, it is the Eiffel Tower, not a clock tower, but it is still the reactive representation of the emerging consciousness.

      In “Helicopter Ride into the Beautiful Mountains,” from February 8, 2017, the right side of the helicopter I am flying in taps a commercial building, but surprisingly, does not result in a mishap.

      In “Failed Flight (Wing Knocking On Eaves),” from October 1, 2014, the wings of the Cessna that someone else is flying is tapping the eaves of a building I am in on the fourth floor. I see it through the windows to my right. Instead of crashing into the building’s exterior wall of which is perpendicular to the section of the building that I am in, it stops and falls.

      In “Computer Tunnel?” from September 11, 1983, a low-flying airplane crashed into one of two skyscrapers. I am in a wheat field and run through a tunnel with walls like a printed circuit.

      In “The Future Delegates,” from September 11, 1982, while hugging, my “dream girl” (Zsuzsanna) and I jump from atop an airplane as it approaches a burning city and one of two skyscrapers. (Note that this was the precognitive form of Zsuzsanna before I knew of her in waking life, before our contact in 1991 and before we met in 1994).

      In “Amusing Helicopter ‘Rescue’ (with Pierce Brosnan),” from May 19, 2016, a miniature version of Pierce Brosnan (as James Bond) in a miniature helicopter “rescues” an effigy of me from the top of a high building. I place a tiny human-shaped pillow (meant to be “me”) into a small bed in the miniature helicopter.

      In “School-Bus-Plane Over Ancient Greece,” from November 16, 1969, I am on a flying school bus. Ahead, through the front windows, I see scenes of ancient Greece; the Oracle at Delphi and the Temple of Athena Nike. We seem to be ready to land. There is a sense of looking into the distant past.



      Thousands of other dreams that I have experienced and resolved since early childhood use this same basic template. Astoundingly, most people seem to ignore everything that is in plain sight (no pun intended). They prefer to pretend that the dream has “symbolism” related to waking life when such a process is typically not even viable. (Consider how difficult it is to read in dreams, or for that matter, even think at all other than in lucid states.)

      This type of dream is an extension of the flying, falling, or rising dreams, which has nothing to do with real-life factors other than in rare cases. It is a result of the vestibular system correlation of the waking process, as the reactive representation of emerging from sleep and is not symbolic in the conventional sense. A tower or other high building of the emerging consciousness becomes the focal point in some cases, though not always. It is all about correlating illusory physicality and increasing dynamics of the conscious self as in waking life. Whether or not you maintain either non-lucid or lucid dream control, such control has little to do with real life, but the extent of knowledge of the dream state and specific level of sleep.

      What does the conscious self possess that the dream self does not? There are many factors. One is the inability of the dream self to viably discern where his physical body is as he or she sleeps. That is a no-brainer, but many people do not even seem to have the slightest grasp of what it means or the nature of related reactive representation in the dream state. They go on to pretend there is a correlation, corrupting the “I am” of the dream state with the “I am” of current waking life, thereby on a path of misconception.

      Once anyone of reasonable intelligence dismisses the notion of waking life “interpretation,” or things “indicating” other things (relative to dream self to conscious self) new opportunities and clarity of mind develop. People who only pretend to understand dreams are easily recognized and dismissed. The causes and effects of the dreaming and waking process are more clearly understood, and non-lucidly or lucidly controlled. (Contrary to popular misconception, lucidity and dream control are unrelated, and in fact, many dreamers have less control when they are lucid than non-lucid. That is because of how the reticular formation functions. Many people who talk about “becoming lucid” have no understanding of what the dream state is.) “Bad” dreams become very rare and the potential for prescience increases. However, as can be seen here (with the September 11 dreams), prescience often correlates with the patterns of the dreaming and waking process.


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    5. Day 111 and 112: Slow Day

      by , 06-03-2018 at 05:07 AM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Day 111:

      Nothing to report.


      Day 112:

      Fell asleep at: 3:00 AM

      Woke up at: 10:00 AM


      Dream 95: Ascending the Cursed Tower

      Dreamed about a video game level taking place inside of a wizard tower. The level would scroll along with the player's movement as they moved right and up the tower. The character in question is the character I drew, Dragon Kid.
    6. Dream - Moving Out & Scaling The Tower

      by , 08-13-2017 at 01:43 PM
      Date of Dream - WED 9 AUG - 2017



      Dream No. 173 - Separated Sections

      Dream 173 A - Moving Out
      I don't remember exactly how the dream started. In the first scenes, I was living with Logan, who was strangely in Australia, not America. He was talking to me almost like a father would, at the current moment telling me to pack my things because my mum was coming for me. I was apparently there with him and Chilly for a few weeks... I told them “I don't want to leave”.

      The dream scene then changed to me being at my own home with my mum. She said she called me home because dad was already leaving to America, where the rest of our family was going to move to soon. I was told to find my suitcase but I never could. The taxi had arrived for my dad and so I went downstairs to see him off. I then went back up to continue packing myself. I looked in the laundry mirror and saw the outfit that I was wearing in the dream. I was wearing six Review cardigans, neatly layered so each one could be seem. The colour scheme from outside to inside was red, mustard, lime, dark blue, purple, and then seafoam. I don't remember what else happened in this dream.

      Dream 173 B - Scaling The Tower
      I don't remember the first bit of this dream. My grandmother, brother and I were driving to Forest Hill Shopping Centre with the roads being weirdly curved with excessive turns and bends. It was a tower on top of a car park again. The only way to access the shopping centre was to go up in the lift to ascend the tower. My grandmother and brother were forcing me to go in. As soon as they pushed me in, I blindfolded myself. The lift didn't move and so I managed to get out and escape. They were going to go up another way but they were stopped until I fought off the boss standing in the way; this happened a few times. I don't remember anything else about this dream.



      Dream Trophies Achieved:
      - None
    7. Lucid Tower Meditation

      by , 06-28-2017 at 06:12 AM
      I'm outdoors on a lush, green landscape. It's like a park that is being gradually infiltrated by warehouses, factories, barns, and public buildings.

      Everything is very vivid. The light has a strange, beautiful quality, as if the light itself is full of possibility.

      I know that I'm dreaming.

      In the middle of the landscape is what might be a children's playground or what's left of an industrial plant. It's hard to tell, but I swing on a horizontal bar like an athlete, having fun.

      I drop down to the ground, thinking that I was supposed to do something the next time I was lucid, but I can't remember what it was. I don't want to waste the entire dream trying to remember, so I decide to fly. Predictible, yes, but a great feeling and not only is it less effort than ever with more control, but I also feel no anxiety as I rush up into the air.

      Ahead, there is a green hill with a tunnel going into it. Now there is some anxiety, as I wonder it was going to come out of the entrance.

      A large bus/short train comes speeding out and I jump high into the air to avoid it. It is yellow and reminiscent of a child's drawing of a bus/train. It has passengers.

      Then I recall that I was thinking about meditating in a lucid dream, which I've done once before and had a great experience.

      I close my eyes and I feel that I'm inside a tower. Opening my eyes intermittently, I see the translucent skeleton of the building's internal framework.

      Eyes closed, I rise up through the tower, hovering up what feels like about 40 floors. Hovering in the middle of this semi-visible building, I enter a deep meditation.

      I feel myself in bed, lying beneath the covers.

      I feel myself standing in the dream.

      I feel myself hovering in the middle of the building.

      I am the building too. I'm the structure, the beams and frames, stretching up and surrounding myself.

      When I hear footsteps, I open my eyes and my friend is quietly entering a kitchen in a fluffy white dressing gown.

      "I'm just making myself a drink," she says. "I can't sleep. You want one?"

      "No," I say and close my eyes.

      I stay in the dream, lucid, deeply meditating and just experiencing the various states at once for what feels like a few minutes, until my 'in bed' state feels very uncomfortable - I feel like all my weight is on one arm - and I wake myself up enough to turn over.
    8. Dream - Forest Hill Tower

      by , 05-12-2017 at 08:52 AM
      Date of Dream: FRI 12 MAY - 2017


      Since this dream isn't too detailed, I will do the dream discussion here as well.


      Dream No. 112 - Forest Hill Tower

      My mum drove me to some unknown place and in the middle of it was this very tall tower like building. Underneath it was the carpark with four stories, concrete stairs connecting the levels, which led to the tower, made of some yellowish-sandy coloured brick. Only a lift was visible to get to the top of this tower which was apparently called Forest Hill Tower. I think to myself, “How am I supposed to get up there?”. The dream scene had then transitioned to some sort of shopping complex which was apparently accessible by getting to the top of the tower. But back at the tower, I couldn't see signs of the shopping complex anywhere.

      At first, it was just me and mum but as the dream progresses, more people were coming to the tower. The dream scene then skipped to me being inside this movie theatre-like room with a whole bunch of school aged kids. This old man, who was wearing some kind of uniform like a cleaner came by and opened the double doors that were apparently locked to begin with. Through these doors, I saw masses of people gathering around the tower that was in the last dream scene. I then stopped the man before he closed the door again and I questioned him... I said something like, “So you lock all the kids in here and make them oblivious to what's going on?”.

      I then rushed out before the man could lock the door again and I'm not joking when I say there were masses of people crowding the tower. They didn't look like they were doing anything though, or if they were, they were in their own world and not interacting with me in any away. Once again, I thought to myself, “How do I get up there?”. I then thought maybe Dreamy WB would be able to help. Although I didn't feel any sign of her, I felt like I had some ability where I could float. I went to the bottom story of the parking lot and started going up from there. I didn't reach the top, I was still far from it. That's all I can remember about this dream.



      Behind The Scenes

      When I got the "floating" ability (I actually don't know what it was exactly), I started all the way from the bottom storey of the carpark. I now think, wouldn't it be smarter to start from the top story? I think I could have reached the top if I did it that way. Another concept art drawing on my DeviantArt:

      Dream No. 112 - Floating Scene by KarlaB14 on DeviantArt
    9. inducing LaBerge euphoria and basic totm - 2 lucids 2017 DJ 31, LD #35,#36,#37

      by , 02-19-2017 at 12:16 AM (Journeys through Spacetime)
      Lucid sex.......

      WBTB

      I become lucid by seeing I have 7 fingers. I decide I am in a boring environment, so I decide to teleport to 'New York City'. It is rather different than it would be in WL, because there are no cars. I float around, and at some point feel a bit bored. Knowing this would be detrimental, I induce LaBerge euphoria, and feel REALLY GOOD!!! I float around again, and teleport to Washington D.C.
      I realize I have a group of followers, so I question one (for the totm) "What is a good waking life totm?"
      I get as a response "Drink a glass of water, and savour the texture and feel. What is its temperature?"
      I then see a tower with a plaque saying "80 steps challenge"
      I go up it, but soon I feel the stairs are dodgy, and think it might develop into a nightmare, so I go back down. I see a "Catholic" church, and peek inside. The roof is decorated with geometric shapes, but I quickly go away. I now explore randomly, making nights last seconds, and days last hours...


      I become lucid. I am in a cafeteria, so I steal tons of ice-cream!!!!!
    10. Beautiful city- non-lucid Spellbee's Splendid Comp Night #3, 2017 DJ #12

      by , 01-15-2017 at 10:49 PM (Journeys through Spacetime)
      I am in a warm shower, and I dry myself quickly as I remember I have to go to the top. The tower is glass and see through, and I wind round for ages until I reach the top. The top is immensely crowded, and I push my way towards a platform. A few other people, and a guide woman are on it. I get on it just in time, as it suddenly is released from the top of the tower. It floats down, but I cannot tell how high or low it is because of bizarre perspective. I touch down on the grass and...

      WBTB

      I wander around the beautiful city I described in the previous dream for a very long time. It is godlike and the yellow sun enhances its beauty. Eventually, I see a cafe, and a man walks in and orders an orange juice. I walk in with a friend and order an iced coffee. However, the only money I can find is stamps. However, I eventually find a $50 dollar note. Suddenly, as I wake up, the scene shifts to a picture of sweet peas flowering, and I wake up.

      Updated 01-15-2017 at 10:51 PM by 91855

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      non-lucid
    11. Book Chaser

      by , 10-16-2016 at 07:17 AM (The Dream Magic Experiment)
      I was in a story. I was looking for a book or a series of books. It slowly slips away as I type. But I was on some sort of small island, but it's developed. There were buildings, houses, towers. Even a mansion I think. But there were still a lot of trees. I was traveling from one area to another looking for something. Or avoiding something. The mood was mysterious but not scary.

      Inside a house/building, I talked to a woman and a man (a butler?). I forgot our conversation but it's about the "mission." I think of gathering books.

      I remember mentioning I was in the part "The Tower."

      I roused myself from the story and "woke up." I was walking and a dog was jumping about nipping me by the hem of my shorts or by the legs. It wasn't painful except for the feeling of anticipation that it's supposed to feel at least painful.
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    12. [20-09-2016]

      by , 09-20-2016 at 02:39 PM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      First dream

      I was in my bathroom, it was a dark evening. Lights were turned on and doors closed - I sheltered in bathroom so zombies wouldn't get me. I heard them rampaging around my house, destroying everything. They weren't coming closer to bathroom, they were avoiding it entirely. I thrown some paper through a window, and realized that someone could be hiding in another rooms. Then I realized that it's a dream and received lucidity. I phased through wall and and got outside - it turned into a warm summer day. There was a group of people sitting on benches around stage, where one man was talking. The man was bald, and he was wearing a light brown sweater and jeans trousers. He said "Now I know you all almighty douchebags are all lucid dreaming addicts..." I haven't listened more and just phased back into building and found someone alive in one of rooms. It was a blonde woman, about my height and weight. She was wearing a white t-shirt and jeans trousers, she had really long hair. I took her hand and we phased through walls into a safe room in the house. As we entered it, the building changed and it was a really tight storage with wooden walls. We were standing close to each other. Really close, as it was a tight room. We kissed for a while, I found out that I can just control level of pleasure received with my thoughts, and pushed it until everything went black.

      Second dream

      With sisters we were in some ruined city swarming with zombies. We had our weapons ready. We were running through a destroyed flat, shooting down every zombie. Then suddenly we found ourselves in living room, in front of tv. We were inside a movie, and now we were back in our house. We ate some sweets and then I wanted to go to toilet. I walked through doorway and got teleported to some platform. I became lucid and vividness of the dream increased. I looked at the platform I was on - it was constructed from rock blocks made out of light brown stone and chiseled atop to mimic tiles. The platform consisted of six rows of them going horizontally. On both sides there were fences made of gray stone, curved inwards. Looking forward I saw just blue sky with some clouds floating gently. I moved forward and saw a huge, beautiful and monumental castle going out of the mist. I was there in some previous lucid dreams. This time the castle had a huge tower, and was much bigger in size and much more beautiful. When the whole mist dispersed, I could see the building in it's entirety and it's whole beauty - my jaw literally hit the ground as I started at it in awe.

      The only way inside was to fly, as the castle was floating on the skies. I felt a strong draw towards the tower. I felt that it must and has someone important waiting for me. I felt that my goal was to reach the tower and meet with that person. I started flying above such platforms like one described before, just much shorter. There were also frames made of dark brown bricks, through which I flied in order to reach castle. Then I flied into a barrier that made me see only dried lava - layers of basalt and obsidian. Controlling speed and height of flying with thoughts, I managed to break through the barrier and was almost in the castle. Then I heard an alarm clock, with my thoughts I shouted "Shit, alarm clock!" And it echoed in my mind until everything went black and I woke up.
    13. Tower

      by , 09-05-2016 at 09:09 PM
      Trouble sleeping night before back to work, woke 1.15am tried to recall dreams but unable to recall anything.
      Then not only could I not remember dreams but I couldn't remember who I was or anything. Was real weird.
      I had a thought that it was like reincarnation, my mind was a blank slate and I felt like I was floating, observing. Anyway was revelation time for me.
      Had a horrible sore throat and cough which brought me back to reality.

      D1 - In a rocky bay surrounded by cliffs, it was dark and the water was dark. In the middle of the bay high, high up above me was a gigantic knarled dead tree (as big as a skyscraper), its branches touching the sky. It was suspended above a frozen cascade of water, which touched the sea.
      [After dream I felt this represented the Archetype of the tower from the tarot]

      D2 - I am engaged with some others in anti-government operations and am inside the house of parliament.
      We are leaving but first must take a video tape with us. It is white with a stip around it.
      Needing to get away we take it hurriedly only to see that the 3 editors are looking gleeful, showing their teeth. When I enquire why, I find it is because unless they finish the procedure the tape will be wiped and useless within an hour. So we wait pensively for 4 mins and 19 seconds, then leave hurriedly.
      Outside it is night, and we can see all the lights of the city.
      I got a lift from hagrid (out of harry potter) on his motorbike up into the night sky. He was able to protect me from lightning.
      [lightning is link to tower again]

      D3 - Anne is asking at a dinner party whether to like a drama series as the ending is not the sort she would usually like.
      I say that if she likes it it is because a part of her likes it, either he adult or child self and she should give it attention.
      I ask her tentatively if she like the Highlander historical fantasy series.
    14. 16-07-13 False Awakening & The Persian Tower

      by , 07-13-2016 at 07:37 PM
      False awakening. I thought I'd woken up, and was in the shower with a portable heater pointed at my face. I could see and feel the glow. I looked away, and suddenly it was standing on top of the door handle. I found this so bizarre, I concluded this couldn't be real. I shook my head to try and wake up, and sure enough, I woke up in bed. The real one.

      I was at the top of a large tower (ancient Persian). I'm on this round terrace built all around the top of the tower. There is no guardrail, but I hold on to the supporting pillars (the ones holding up the ceiling) as I clamber around the tower. I'm quite scared of heights. I find no way to get inside the tower. Once I had climbed around it twice, I suddenly see open doors (I feel with my hand to make sure it isn't just a window) and walk inside. The inside is a rather roomy dining hall of sorts, way too large to fit into such a small structure. I'm not sure if the following happened before or after the tower. Claire was there, in the dining room, standing by others. but I felt like she (and those others) were of a "higher caste" and thus out of my reach. I did try to get near her and interact with her, but never actually directly tried to seduce her as I feel it is hopeless. As usual. In an earlier scene (I think, the order of memories is a little vague), I think there were a lot of people, including old friends (Fenn & Barra) and people from school, and I think we were grouping up or something, for some kind of challenge. The tower thing?
    15. [02-07-2016]

      by , 07-02-2016 at 07:26 AM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      I was in some kind of tower, fighting my way up to the office of someone really important. I had many followers and we went there to fight with something evil, vandalizing whole tower on our way. We finally get there and had to fight with that important person.

      When we finished the battle, I had to run away from special forces and towers security. I sneaked through offices and got out through the back entrance, getting out of the building and entering sewers. I quickly got out of there and climbed to rooftops, then entered ducts. Suddenly someone found me and I woke up.
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