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The dream scene changes to my old townhouse home and I could tell from the outside light piercing through the window. That it was either morning time or late afternoon. All of a sudden I was startled behind me and notice the bathroom door close by itself. I focus my sight towards it questioning if it I had really moved on its own or not. Then it did it again in front of my eyes and I question what's going on.

I came to the door and inspect it and look to see if anyone was behind it. No one was there, I became lucid and realize this has to be dream. It felt solid and real but I knew this must be a true. I continue walking and once I felt fully lucid I attempted to phase through the window. Both times failed so I simply open the front door and left myself out. I began walking up the road and notice a store with a bunch of people hanging around it.

They were observing me and I went up to it and interact with the locals. I could feel a pain in my leg as this feeling grew stronger, I realize it was coming from waking life and figure oh well I'll wake up to see if I'm sleeping improperly as last time I had a sore neck for sleeping in a bad position. I wake myself up.

DJ Log: December 22, 2012 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am hanging out with some friends in a very small townhouse. We're talking about the annoying neighbor next door who empties out our gas cans without asking. As we are talking about him, the neighbor leaves. While he is out, we go into his house through the patio door which he left unlocked. I'm not sure why we're in there, but the others seem to be on some kind of a mission. There are piles of junk everywhere and the carpet is really dirty. There is a litter box in the corner which is overflowing with cat poo, but no cats can be seen.

As I'm lightly looking around, one of the guys asks me for a hand lifting something. I walk over to see that he is checking out some kind of folding table on top of a pile of junk in the middle of the room. I help him lift the table down from the junk pile and walk away. Shortly afterward, we walk toward front door to leave. As we are leaving, some people walk in the door and they don't seem to care that we're there. We walk outside, then go back into the first town house and hang out for a while.

One of the guys opens the patio door again and say. “Come on, let's go outside.” We walk out the door and then walk around outside of building. Beside the building, one of the guys gets in a fight with some kids on bicycles. Suddenly, one of the kids pulls out a knife. Before he knows what happened, I grab the knife from him and hold him, telling the others to go away. Then all quickly run off, so I let the last one go and he runs away too.

Trailing behind a bit, I follow the others around the back side of the building again. When I get around the corner, one of them is arguing with neighbor over who used gasoline from his gas can. I open the door and walk back inside, wanting to be no part of the argument.

In this dream, i shifted to two different areas. The first area, from what i remember, looked like a light-colored townhouse across from an overdrop bridge and a waterfall. The second area ocurred somewhere in a city of small town.

1) Across a curvy road, smoothly paved road with yellow lines, i noticed a classmate of mine from a college math class. There is a flash of trees, a boarder that is on the edge of the road facing the water. There was a space where people could stop their vehicles to turn around or pull over. I also visited Ma, sister and Dad in the area. Seeing him was interesting, considering it being a year since he passed into the universe (or passed away). Seeing him felt so real, like i was hanging out with him. It felt comfortable.

Next thing i remember, i had a visit with my math classmate. We talked about sexual orientation and at the time, i did not remember why, though i got a calm feeling.

I remember my sister coming to visit me and bring me back to the room in the town house that we were staying at. Mom and Dad were in the room and he handed her a present. There was a feeling of happiness from her as she received it. This reminded me of a photo of her when she was a kid and caught a fish at a fish hatchery. I cannot recall what he gave her, though noticed that she was opening a rectangular-shaped box with pinkish reddish wrapping paper.

Somewhere, i think my sister was deeply enamored in electronics. I got this feeling to stay at the townhouse. The thought was at the time, that my mom and sister did not want to lose me. There was a sound and maybe a sight of Dad talking, though the words are blurry or the energy is moving so fast.

Shifting to a different area...

2) In the middle of being in the first area, somewhere in that time period, i shifted to the second area which felt like a quiet, yet a twist of reality in a neighborhood that looked like it was in the middle of a murder mystery.

The energy felt rapid with what looked like criminal activity. I did not realize how dangerous it was, until i felt more visible in situation. I felt like i wanted to leave right away. During the situation, I was holding a baby in my arms. I did not know where the baby came from. With the baby in my arms, i saw a few men across from the house i was in, seeing them go into a small house, taking a gun inside and shooting at something or someone. All the sudden, i heard a scream. At the time, i was afraid the guys were going to turn around and see someone a bit terrified.

After that, the area fades out in my memory.

I am living with my parents in a run down townhouse apartment, in a small town, amidst a heavy temperate forest. I am younger than I am now, appearing in my early teens. The town house has three levels, but each level is not directly on top of the other, but rather in a cascading design, going down a slight hill:
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The living room is on the top level, the bedrooms on the middle level and the kitchen and bathroom on the lowest level. Outside the lowest level is a small clearing in the forest with a creek. The main door is on the top level which opens to a path to the other houses in town. The entire house is an open concept building that has no roof and the walls only go up to waist level on the two highest floors and ankle level on the lowest floor. The house contains all of the amenities of a regular modern house, but some of the tiles on the floor are cracked and being pushed up by foliage growing underneath.

The dream starts off with my mother and I in the kitchen. I am sitting on the stairs that lead to the second floor and looking at some of the broken floor tiles. I see a different coloured pattern in a crack that does not match the surrounding blue and white tiles and go over to get a closer look. Before I get there I can see that is a large brown and grey snake that looks thick and stubby, but it quickly disappears into a hole that I guess goes underground. I identify it as a "bushmaster" in the dream, even though it looks more like a cottonmouth because of it's stout body shape. I tell my mother what I saw, but she does not believe me and says that we have never had problems with animals in house (desipe it being so open to nature).

I see the snake several other times in several other places in the house, but no one else ever sees it and they never believe me when I do. One day I am in my room on the second level while my parents are in the living room on the top floor. I have been sleeping in a small dark blue tent so that the snake cannot sneak up on me in my sleep. I crawl out of my tent to find some of my laundry all over the floor in front of the tent. When I pick some of it up the bushmaster is hidding under some shirts. I try to scramble back into my tent but the snake quickly slithers underneath it.

I try to scream but I cannot and want to run but my legs are like deadweights and I cannot even stand up. I try to move and scream but all I can manage are pathetic gasps because my throat is dry and I cannot create any intellegible sounds. I am so scared and I want my parents to come and get me, because I know they are so close, and though technically they should be able to see me over the low walls, I am ignored and my distress and terror go unnoticed.

The snake lunges menacingly at me and I try to crawl away pulling myself along the floor with my arms, but I cannot get very far. My parents finally notice me dragging myself on the floor and crying but when I tell them of the bushmaster they do not believe me and tell me to stop being silly and get up off the floor. For some reason they cannot see the snake, or rather I feel that they choose to ignore it for some reason. I am still desperate to get as far away from the snake as I can but I am exhausted, physically and mentally.


I was then mercifully awoken by a ringing telephone.