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The beginning of this dream is only a vague impression of being with a group of lighthearted people.

I was inside a two story house with a carpeted spiral stairway. I saw this one shady looking guy creep down stairs to what I knew was my bedroom. I heard a laugh track (like a sitcom). Suddenly, I felt worried he was about to steal my wallet. So I quickly headed downstairs. My room was undisturbed, I walked over to my nightstand and grabbed my wallet and keys.

I turned to walk away. I noticed myself in a full length mirror mounted on the wall. I was wearing an outfit I didn't recognize. I had on a blue-gray shirt turned upside down. The fit was comfortable but in the reflection, my arms were out of the bottom end of the shirt. The short sleeves and collar were wrapped around my waist, unstressed and comfortable looking. I became embarrassed and took off my shirt, and put it back on the right way.

I exited the house out the front door and crossed over a white wooden porch. It was broad daylight. Before me was a rather large amusement park looking expanse. It had walls with outcroppings and lots and building scattered between wide open grassy areas, and walled sections. (The layout is hazy - and changing.) I walked around the area and I recall interacting with a few people (this was hazy).

I made my way over to a lively baseball diamond. A serious league style game was underway. (Not a huge fan of baseball but I watch now and then.) I decided to see how the game was going. A pitch was just then thrown and hit foul at my feet. I ignored it while the first basemen picked it up. A second pitch was hit foul at my feet, this time I picked it up and tossed it to the third basemen (for some reason), upsetting everyone and knocking him down flat and motionless.

I zoomed over to check on him and this cartoon-like man zoomed over at the same time, beating me to the unconscious player. He jumped on top of him in a flash, and sparkles of yellow energy emitted into the air, video game style. This startled me. Something about this fast moving prankster was alarming. I sped off the field to do something different. When I was several field lengths away, the wild DC yelled out: "Catch this!"

I spun around in time to see him launch the baseball at me in an arch from a great distance. As it came, it grew to the size of a football. I dodged. It crashed into a person standing nearby - utterly mowing them down with rotating white cutters. It was a pretty nasty looking way to die. I wanted to leave this chaotic character alone. I exerted great speed to loose him. (Something that works 99% of my dreams lately.) He gave chase and had no problem keeping up.

(The visuals/recall get vivid at this point.) I weaved through a magical looking hallway with multiple portals in it. One had a golden force field that I easily slipped through. I thought I lost him for sure, turned around, and there he was emerging from a similar circular portal. Huge grin, about 15-ft away. I decided to walk away at this point. Running super fast zig-zags wasn't helping. I started to feel trapped.

I asked him to show me the way out of this land. Now the DC looked a lot like the Madhatter. He gloated at my surrender and announced illustriously something close to the effect of:

"I will gladly show the way out! But first, there is something else I would much rather show you."

After the deadly baseball incident, I wasn't feeling curious. I said "No." Turned and kept walking slowly down a bizarre fun house like hallway. He said:

"All right, all right. Right this way then." He turned off the main hall and opened white double doors to a suspiciously dark area...

I said, "This isn't really the way out is it?" He looked at me sly and said, "You are right, but I really must show you one last thing before you go!"

I said "No!" and hurriedly walked straight some more. -Then I woke up

I am at some sort of public pool. The ground around is is golden brick and there are places where
it goes back into an alley and the ground is grass instead of brick. My brother is there as well as a
few people I don't know but are my "friends". I walk around for a while and do a few things I don't
remember but then I go to the far alley where the ground is full of lush green grass. At the end of
this alley, there is a pine tree. I look at the tree and try to figure out what I'm supposed to do with
it. I try a few things but then go back to the pool. I go to the edge of the pool closest to the entrance
and look through a pile of clothes for a swim-suit. I find a grey one but then walk back over to the
alleyway. My brother goes over with me this time and we're both trying to figure it out. Suddenly, he
pulls out a chainsaw and starts attacking me with it like Doom. It is almost like in a game. My vision
flashes red and a jump up to a high alcove on the wall. He then forgets about it and so do I. I jump
back down, go over to the tree and take out a flamethrower. My brother says burning it won't work but
I use the flamethrower on the tree anyway. I literally get this menu that says "Use flamethrower on tree".
I selected that option and burn the tree. Suddenly, I see an overview game. The floor texture is a
salmon brick pattern and the walls are black. The character likes something like the avatar of the
pokemon games. I guide the character down and find the game in a darker room. The brick pattern
has changed to dark blue/purple. The walls are still black. There are enemies now and I go to fight them.
I kill one with some sort of red shot. Then one of the enemies hits me and I find I can't shoot anymore.
I then notice that the character has turned into some sort of animal. Every time I get hit, the character
turns into a more primitive animal and after a period of time the character progressively returns to
normal. I manage to avoid the enemies enough to return to normal. I kill one and get hit by another. I
run away going down into the next room and I start fighting the next enemies. I am doing better. I kill
many enemies and they progressively get bigger and bigger. The game gradually transitions to a
side-scrolling platformer similar to castlevania. I run along the floor. I see a massive white and blue
dragon-like monster and hit it with a sword. It dies. I go further and jump up on a few platforms killing
similar beasts as I go. Not much later, the dream ends.

Was able to get a lot written down last night

2/15-16. 1130. Waiting in line for a ride at Universal Studios. I think it was next to The Simpsons ride because I recall some of that ride’s look in the background

On my computer. I notice that my Facebook relationship is different and longer. Still said “In a relationship,” but there was more after it. I couldn’t see all of it so I clicked on it and went to Theresa’s page and could see all of it. Then I’m watching a video, webcam look, of Brianna and Theresa playing a racing videogame. They both have steering wheels, but Brianna has control of the gas and steering, and I think Theresa controlled shifting and braking. Then shows the game. Looks similar to 1nsane. They were going around a long, sweeping left turn, but they always had too much speed because they kept crashing into the cliff. All the other players (computer) were doing the same. I think there was water (ocean?) to their left

6. In the desert at night. I’m driving or walking. Then come across three guys and I detain them because they’re wanted. One of the guys walks off across the road and continues east. I don’t go after him. The other two just sit by my truck. One of the guys is right at my door and his fingers are always at the door jamb and I keep slamming his fingers into the door, but it’s like he doesn’t even know I’m doing it, doesn’t care. Then I’m back to walking, but I’m walking toward my truck, like I left to go to the bathroom, and it’s daylight now. Captain Xxxxx calls me and says that Txxx and Uxxx were on their way. He says that Txxx needed $10 and that Uxxx needed change so Txxx had to get more than $10, so Uxxx would have change

In Austin, TX. Place looks like it’s out of a Western kind of, dirt streets and crude concrete/ wood/ brick buildings. Visiting the fire dept. Guys want help improving a part of the road because they always get stuck on it and have to push the rig. Small bump that I thought was it, but ends up being a 3’ drop. I suggest taking a skiploader and flattening the drop. The drop is then part of a flatbed trailer that hauls cars. Then say we can get some grinders and cut holes in the metal and then lay pieces of flat metal in those cuts and the drop is still there, but the rig can get through. Then we’re in a diff section of the town. Volunteers are getting into a block formation. For some reason, academy is there and we do the same. Volunteers do this weird hand thing, left arm bent in an L shape, palm up, and the right arm is at a 75º angle to the sky. Something about fallen volunteers I think. We then march over some area. There are lots of crosses, graveyard. Tourist kind of signs that say how many die, plains grass fires. Then to another area close by. A bunch of the volunteers wives are on the ground, about to give birth?

In some place just off a freeway. Desert looking. Messing around on some hills. Then in academy. Run over the mounds, another mound you go up and slide down a rope, only 5’ down. Then Xxxxx looking guy says, “I bet you can’t break down that door!” Kind of a barn door look. Run up to it, push on it to see where the hinges and stuff are, find them, and take a few steps back and run and break down the door with ease, door seemed floppy anyway. Next we went into a room where we had to help out our cadets I think. Then I’m standing outside and everyone is gone. I have to wait a while for my ride, so decide to go on a run. There’s an offramp about a mile out, so run to it. At some point, I’m on a light green bike. End up going under the offramp. There’s some sort of water collection basin dug out, not deep. Check it out, then start to head back

Village On Fire

I remeber this village set on fire. All the houses were on fire. I think I was flying around or something, saving animals or humen trapped in the house.. I don't remember very well.. I remeber rescuing this single black fly from a fly-nest in the top of a house.
There was a fireman on the ground, I knew he thought that what I was doing was dangerous for me, but he didn't want me to stop rescuing,, different kinds of creatures, so he didn't shout after me. I weren't conserned since I felt safe 'cause I could fly.
Then later in a dream I was sitting in my bed and this little black fly flew around my face. I tried to get away from it, starting to panic a little bit (I guess I was afraid of the fly) So I woke up for the first time in a very long time by a dream.


Un-Realistic Video Game

I was in an oldfashioned platform game. It was jungle-like with a waterfall. Kinda Donkey-Kong like, maybe? The game was in 2-D. I jumped from "bridge" to bridge (I don't know what to call it) using lianas. By the time I noticed it was wierd, I woke up.

01/20/2011
Fragment One
I was Batman, and was using stealth to get around the inside of some building. I believe it was something like a community center, because I remember it having a game room. I don't really recall what I was doing there, but I think I might have gotten spotted once or twice. Don't remember much from this dream at all.


Fragment Two
I had a job interview, and was told that I had to wait for other candidates to have their interviews, before I would be told whether or not I got the job. I ended up coming back, much later in the day, after most everyone was gone. I can't remember the reason, but I think I had to change clothes or something. There was no one around, and I took off my shirt and was either turning it inside out or putting another one on or something. I remember that someone had been playing Modern Warfare on a computer that was in the room, and it was still left running. Finally, I left the building, and was still trying to get my arms in the sleeves of my shirt. I saw LQ walking through the parking lot, who was a friend that I had a huge crush on, once upon a time. I was pretty sure she saw me, but that she might not have noticed, because she didn't say anything. Slightly embarrassed by still only being partially dressed, I tried to stay out of her sight, just in case she really hadn't noticed.

That's all I remember.

I was walking up some type of hill that seemed to be shaded purple. I immediately realized this was from a video game and became lucid. I was feeling like a sex LD, so i summoned 2 really hot chicks and we went into a nearby house. I'll let you fill in the details I abruptly woke up in the middle of it and was kind of disappointed, but oh well.



I was standing in what i think was our church basement. The dream seemed to be in the third person view and i saw myself as about 12 years old sitting at a table across from the girl. She wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to me. I can't remember what it said but somehow it got me lucid! I quickly jumped up and ran around the table, but, being stupid, forgot to stabalize the dream and it quickly faded. Damn, another wasted dream.



I was in the hull of some sort of ship and there was a great storm going on outside. I walked near the window and coud see huge waves hitting the boat. I ran up on deck but the waves were coming over the railing. I dashed into the big tower thingy that the captain is in (don't know what it's called) and i looked out the window. Then, suddenly, I woke up.

This was from January 25th, sleep beginning at 10:30 PM and ending at 6:00 AM.

First Dream:

My mother and I were attending a performance of Les Miserables inside an old, ornate church. Weird Al Yankovic may have been in the audience. Dr. Demento, the radio DJ, sat near us. For some reason I had the overwhelming urge to get his autograph, which seemed to irritate him, and I became flustered when I realized I had no memorabilia on hand. My mother produced a blank CD case from her purse and he autographed that. His "autograph" was this:

"To No One,

No Fun,

Nobody."

My mother didn't want him to sign anything for her and this embarrassed me.

Second Dream:

I went with two women, the identities of which I can't recall, to some unknown event in a neighboring town. Somehow this changed to me being driven somewhere by my mother and passing by the cemetery where my great-grandparents are buried. My grandmother called on my cell phone and somehow I began to complain that she gave too many bad and/or unnecessary Christmas presents, which caused her to sound offended and hurt and I regretted it immediately. Then she angrily accused me of disliking the song "Misty Morning, Albert Bridge" by the band The Pogues, and of dislike The Pogues in general. I explained that I never mentioned that I like that song and band to her because I never thought they would interest her and that I actually listened to that song and the album it appears on, "Peace and Love," many times when driving to her house. She then began to play the song over the phone and became quiet. My grandfather awkwardly took over the conversation. When I asked what had happened to her he said in an odd, reluctant, insincere manner that she fell and then went to bed.

Third Dream:

Morgan Spurlock sat eating in an old mall food court while "former students" visited him and thanked him for inspiring them with his film "Supersize Me" and his series "30 Days."

Second Sleep: I returned to sleep an hour later at 7 AM (in an attempt at WBTB and WILD) and ended up sleeping until 11:20, the morning of the 26th.

First Dream:

I briefly dreamed of a somewhat intimate experience with a female friend, which ended with us discussing animated movies from our childhood and the possible psychological effects they might have had.

Second Dream/Continuation of First Dream:

I experienced a false awakening. I awoke and, in a fully dreamlike state of mind and without getting ready for going out in any way, I walked zombie-like to my car and began driving to my local Walmart to buy a bread knife, something I had intended to do (or at least considered) that morning but wouldn't have done without personal grooming and etc. first. During the drive I thought about the fact that the previous dream was only a dream and not real, felt bittersweet about it, and turned on the radio where I heard Joe Brown's live cover of George Harrison's "I'll See You In My Dreams" from the "Tribute to George" concert.

Once parked at the Walmart I realized I'd forgotten my driver's license and had a panic attack. I tried to drive home quickly but somehow I ended up in the wrong lane and couldn't find any place to turn around, eventually ending up in an alternate version of my university about an hour and a half away. I attempted to change lanes in a roundabout but somehow couldn't and then turned into a small parking lot in an alley where in real life my usual outside parking lot is. While in this alley I realized I had no money and was nearly out of gas.

Suddenly everything appeared in third person point of view and I was the character Roy from the British comedy "The IT Crowd," it was my birthday and I was riding a small motorcycle. I realized that what I was experiencing was not real life and therefore not worth having a panic attack over, but rather than realizing that I was dreaming, I thought I was playing a video-game, but I couldn't tell if the game was Grand Theft Auto IV or Just Cause 2. I suddenly saw some sort of large fuel depot or explosives factory and saw a visual signal to shoot at it and blow it up, as one sees and is is prompted to do in the game Just Cause 2. Satisfied that Just Cause 2 was the correct game I was playing, I evaded the enemy fighters inside and road off onto a lonely highway heading home.

Possible Third Dream or Continuation of Previous Dream:

I arrived at my garage, possibly from the journey of the previous dream. Inside there about three older actresses, one was Dame Judy Dench, the second I forget the name of, and the third was one I didn't actually recognize as a real person. Also there was Jeff Bridges. The entire scenario played out as a bizarre plot in which the elderly women constantly modified certain babies into clones for their consciousness to inhabit, and referred to as "genetic reprogramming." The earlier dream with my female friend was referenced when Jeff Bridges began to kiss a young woman who turned out to be one of the older women using some sort of high-tech disguise. In the end the old ladies, except the one I didn't recognize, agreed to give up the "genetic reprogramming" plot they'd employed for so long. One child clone was left, Jeff Bridges' son, and he became a young rocker in a band and a big Bob Dylan fan, and we went to the local post office and prank called him, and later joined his band after vanquishing the one old woman trying to take over his body.

01/08/2011
(Still been playing a lot of Modern Warfare 2, so I've been having quite a few dreams involving firefights, but my recall has been pretty shoddy and I haven't been remembering very much lately.)

"Blades and Bullets"

This dream was like a massive round of Team Deathmatch, and it was absolute chaos. It was night out, and the match was soldiers vs. ninjas. Everywhere, people were just running around, taking each other out. The ninjas were using every nook and cranny that could, to launch surprise attacks, whenever possible. We were on some sort of compound, that really didn't have very many walls, but had lets of wooden beams and banisters. It kind of looked like it might have been a Japanese compound, but I can't be sure. The battle was just fast and intense, there wasn't much time to seek cover or anything, just run and gun, whether down on the ground or running over the conjoined rooftops of the compound. Sometimes, either time would get intel on enemy meetings, waiting for large numbers to show up in one place before launching an ambush and taking out as many people as possible.

The last thing I remember is a huge swinging log trap coming down at me. When I dove out of the way, it flew passed and smashed into the base of another enormous tree, causing it to topple over...right toward me. I got up and ran like hell just as the tree crashed to the ground.



01/10/2011
Fragment
Another Call of Duty type of dream. I was in the city street at night, fighting waves and waves and waves of opposing soldiers, which were coming in from all angles. It was a lot like the "Body Count" Spec Ops mission on Modern Warfare 2. I took a lot of bullets, and this dream was actually very painful (though I believe I was wearing armor, so I was able to keep fighting). I also had a partner in this dream (I had played this mission with Todd, recently.), but I'm not exactly sure who it was.

01/03/2011
Fragment
Something to do with having to fend of some attacker, using the knives from a kitchen set.



01/04/2011
Fragment One
I was in an enormous food court, filled with people. The only thing I really remember is trying to get some Chinese food, and the woman behind the counter didn't speak a lick of English. It took forever to get her to understand what I wanted. I tried to say something to her in Chinese, and had to repeat it 3 or 4 times before I realized I was speaking to her in Spanish, and not Chinese (which makes sense, since I don't really know any Chinese/Mandarin).


Fragment Two
Something about a shooting? I had to kill someone, for some reason that I can't remember. I believe it was self defense, because I remember being really upset about having to gun this person down. They had gotten drawn into some situation that involved and XBox360, I think. I remember a sign which said to turn off all 360 'transponders,' so that no more people would come, whatever the hell that meant.

12/31/2010
"Live Fire"

This dream was basically a live-action first person shooter. It was 100% realistic - as in; I was running around, in real life, literally trying to stay alive, and not just playing some video game. It was also very intense. Along with your regular, gun-toting bad guys, there were supernatural elements thrown into the scenario as well. Not only that, but I also had to square off against "bosses" like the Terminator and RoboCop. Throughout the ordeal, I was sometimes forced to ride around the suburbs, stealing cars and whatnot, to get to my objectives. I remember that of my missions had something to do with someone's family. I went to their house, armed with some kind of sub-machine gun, I believe, and showed up just as the wife was putting her kids in the car. While I was coming up the driveway, she turned and spotted me. Immediately, as if on instinct, the woman swiped her hand down, snatching up a handgun from her side, and just started blasting away at me, forcing me to dash away for cover.

Later, I had to face-off against RoboCop, although it wasn't the original RoboCop. It was my cousin, Mario, walking around as RoboCop. Not only did he have the trademark armor and automatic pistol, but he also had a shoulder cannon with the red, triangle-shaped, laser sight that the Predator uses, its three beams clearly visible in the air, whenever he was surrounded by smoke. There were also these "ghosts" or "reapers" or something, I had to fight against. They were see-through spirits, which floated around with scythes, which were the keys to their power. With the scythes, they could control time and space, and the weapons would essentially grant wishes for whomever was good enough to steal one of them. The wraiths used them to rewind time, whenever I would kill one of them, bringing their brethren back to life and forcing me to try and kill them all over again.

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign
For me to remember, dreams are #067300, and lucid dreams are the color below blue, #4169e1. Nightmares are dark red, #8b0000, and dream signs are the light purple, which is up one and left one from blue, #483d8b.

I have skipped like five lucid dreams due to my science project. Sorry guys. But in those dreams I mastered flying, and now I am getting better at attaining lucidity. I am having one or two lucid dreams every other day now.

Messed up school dream
I was at school. I understood it as my school, though it was nothing like my real school. There was no one there I recognized. The walls were blue and purple.

I walked around. There were lots of people, a first in any dream I have encountered. I heard the bell and went to... gym class. I went to the gym teacher, who was outside the gym. The walls around him were white and there were a bunch of windows. The floor was light colored, finished wood. He had very short, straight blond hair. His face was tall, bony, and militant-looking.

I suddenly realized that I don't take gym class. (I don't in real life) I panicked as the tardy bell rang. I needed to get to class! As I went down a bunch of stairs, it dawned on me that I had no idea what period I was supposed to be at, and couldn't even remember by schedule from real life for some reason.

I must be dreaming. I swam through the air. (I am proficient in multiple methods of flying at this point) As I swam through the hallways, which were the same colors as near the gym. I looked around. Busy people were walking down the hallways. They didn't take it as strange that I was swimming through the hallways. I saw people with a pale dead body on a stretcher but decided to ignore them, since I knew if I got scared the dream might turn bad.

I turned right. I was back in the purple-blue area I started in. I kept going forward. At a corner, there was a girl, who looked like a smaller, toddler version of Dora with normal human proportions. Her voice was much higher than Dora's. She beckoned me to come wither her through a door, but I sensed bad intentions inside her somehow. I turned right at the corner.

The wall to the right of me was blue and flat. To the left was like a mixture of three quarters purple and a quarter magenta. It had a vertical texture that looked like paste with a fork waved through it. I noticed how the texture seemed blurry so I pulled glasses out of nowhere and put them on. Nothing. I took them off and remembered what I was supposed to do when I became lucid in the first place: I said "Increase clarity."

Suddenly everything shifted to be as clear as real life, like focusing a camera. It was AMAZING. I had never thought that dreams could approach real life in realism until today. I could see sharper than ever.

Note: I need to devote the next entire section to one action.
I had an idea and I said "Supersensory!", but nothing happened. What I wanted to do was something I read in another dream journal (which I can't find anymore) where the author, inside one of his dreams, realized dreams are only projections onto dreamer's minds. The author figured out he could control what his senses experience. When he tried it, he didn't have to say anything, and suddenly he could see more colors than physically possible in real life. It sounds amazing!
Nothing happened for me, but I'll keep trying.

I started going back. But then I felt the dream cycle starting to end. Everything's colors smeared together and the dream ended.

Strange video game dream
I was playing this hard video game where all these red balls were bouncing around and you had to drag a certain ball to the exit without touching the bouncing ones.

I became lucid at some point and beat it by dragging the ball straight to the exit, through several balls, knowing that since I was lucid I couldn't lose.

Dream 1-- Last Day of Ninjitsu

So I am in some random location, talking to my friend, who is a disembodied voice. He is telling me that I need to come to crew because we are going to be racing. I have this feeling like I've missed crew for a whole week and that I'm nervous going back because the coach will yell at me. I find myself walking to crew in an underground tunnel filled with rocks. It seems like a huge pipe with an opening a little bit in the distance that has bright rays of sunshine pouring through.

Suddenly, I am walking into the second floor of this building that looks like a dojo or gymnastics center. There are blue mats on the ground and trampolines in the dark background. It's day time, and a woman approaches me and tells me to sit down with the others. I sit down and see Z. Cobb and D. Gillette sitting down, who were on the crew team but not ninjitsu. They are all wearing their black gis and I realize that I don't have one on, but I hope that no one will notice. There isn't any talking, noise, or visuals for a while. Things begin to happen in a blur. There is a large square of wood planks on the ground that seem to indicate the outline of a fighting arena.

Two at a time, guys square off against each other, but they never fight. I suddenly realize I am going last and that I have time to go and get my gi. I build up the courage to leave because I was unsure what course of action I should take, and I finally head out. I see sensei on my way out who asks where am I going, and I don't say anything but go out the door, which has one of those push paddings that unlock the door.

I don't need to use an elevator, when I get on the other side of the door, the next thing I remember is being outside in the bright outdoors. I am on a sidewalk next to a busy street with cars parallel parked in front of me. As I start walking to my car, sensei appears and starts talking to me. He starts to explain how ridiculous it is that I don't have my gi and how I shouldn't have left class 10 minutes before the end of the last class to get it. I start to defend myself by saying I wanted to wear it because its important and he refutes that it doesn't matter whether you wear the gi or not. At this I get really angry, shout "THATS WHAT I WAS SAYING" and walk a little bit away from him and then walk back. I notice that he is just relaxedly leaning against the wall with a half-grin on his face and his arms crossed.

I lean against the wall next to him and calm down and say "I'm sorry, it's just that if the gi doesn't matter..." and he replies that in "10 minutes you will be named the number 1 ninja of the class and you forgot your gi, what does say that about you?" I think about it, and turn PassObs. The dreams ends

This dream seems like the most blatant symbolism from my mind that I've experienced in a while. Obviously, I have projected some of the problems with crew onto ninjitsu and have created a similar situation in my head that is destroying some of my motivation. I am noticing an increasing trend of anger appearing in my dreams, which means that it is no longer being stored up inside and repressed, but that I still have to find a way to express my anger in real life. The most interesting way my dreams work is that the message seems to come across on a particularly succinct verbal level that almost clearly gives away the meaning. When my sensei says I'm going to be #1 ninja of the class, that makes me really happy. That's my goal and my ambition. But there is also the qualifying statement that I am obviously not very dedicated and organized in my life surrounding the practice. Although I have the skills and talent to perform well in ninjitsu itself, I lack the life skills necessary to function appropriately outside of it. Also, if I were truly motivated I would be the most professional possible. I wouldn't need to think twice about having my gi because being#1 would be so important to me that I wouldn't even dream of not having it! I contend that this little bit demonstrates how although being #1 is my ultimate goal I don't want to express it to anyone and even work to self-sabotage because I feel that I am not good enough to achieve it. I mean I achieved it in my dream and in real life even, but my mind is really bashing me saying I don't deserve it because either I'm not trying hard enough in real life for me to consciously agree that I'm dedicated or that I have a secret desire to let someone else have it. Either way, I am opposing myself and that's a huge problem.

Dream 2-- Mall Hentai

So I am in a mall, walking around. I see this white door with a silver handle and I decide to open it. Somehow before I even open the door, I teleport to the other side (my dream robs me of the ability to RC damnit!) and I am in this bedroom. I am looking at a bed, a messy room, and a computer in the left corner of the room. On the bed is a girl sleeping under the covers and a guy who looks like he is also sleeping. I look at the floor, and I see every pair of shoes that I own along with some random clothes strewn about. As I look from shoe to shoe, the one with my attention seems to have a glow of white light surrounding it and the sound of a specific tune plays. Each pair has a different genre of music depending on the type of shoe. I look up at the computer, and suddenly I am totally engrossed looking at the screen.

Even though I am still standing where I am, I have the visual of the computer monitor, and what's on the computer is surprisingly the exact scene that I am looking at! It has the bed, clothes and shoes, and me in the room. I go to the settings and change the settings of the bed. There is one box called level and I type in "6" with the quotes, which makes the bed turn invisible, so the characters of floating. Somehow I had done this in a previous dream without knowing exactly what I did, apparently I used a computer program.

As I come back into my dream body, I see that the girl is still under the covers, while the guy is face down in mid air, humping the air butt naked. They are frozen in space, and I just observe for two seconds before they start to move again and the bed reappears. The guy turns around and jizzes everywhere, and the girl wakes up and goes "aww come on not again." Suddenly, I am horny and a character version of me jumps forward from the left side of my peripheral vision onto the bed. My cartoon self starts having sex with the girl while the girl starts sucking off the guy. I'm just this random unmoving camera that can see this cartoon sex taking place and it's super weird. I wake up (thank god)

Dream 1-- CNN Reports Counter-Strike Cheaters

This dream starts out with me and my cousin talking about Counter-Strike. I am on a computer waiting for the game to load, and we are discussing how the game play has changed. Although he is talking to me, this is an instance of where I cannot see him. He is essentially a disembodied voice. He is explaining to me how there was a massive upsurge of people cheating on the game, so they decided to put video of the cheaters on the news every night when they found new ones. I thought that was really clever, and actually enjoyed playing the game.

I went into Video Game mode, where I was actually the character in the game for a while and played on this level where there are metal buildings. The roofs were rusted orange in patches over silver that was in a squiggly fashion. The ground was silver concrete, with some wetness (puddles). I think I was a counter-terrorist because my character had a black glove on and my usual pistol was a USP.

I play many rounds, killing people and having fun, but as I am playing I act like I am cheating. This is something I used to do in real life when I played, I would shake my screen (which is what observers see your screen doing when you use an AIMbot), I would toggle my mouse, I would spin, I would quick switch like 25 times after killing someone. All of these things would make people believe I was cheating after I killed them, which would boost my ego because I felt that I had so much skill that people would suspect of hacking! The real truth was that I basically gave them all the evidence to support that claim even though I wasn't doing very well at all.

In this dream, I am the character. In one round, I am on the roof of one building looking down. I see an enemy, quick switch to my pistol and then toggle my mouse to his head and head shot him. It was kind of a lucky shot given the distance, but I felt pretty proud of it actually. After he dies, I jump down from the roof and bunny hop (which is a disabled function in most CS maps) for about 4 jumps. The next round starts and I am walking along a metal fence. I see an enemy and pop him once in the face. His head explodes and I quick switch my weapons like 25 times in extremely fast fashion.

Once I'm done with the game, I am suddenly sitting to the right of a TV that looks like it's in my grandparent's house in their living room. This might make sense because my cousin used to live with my grandparents. As I am watching, the news comes on and CNN starts playing the replay of my entire session online! They show the game from my point of view, how my crosshairs would toggle before shooting someone, how I did bunny hops, and how I quick switched after killing someone so it looked like I was 'modding.' All of the evidence seemed pretty stacked against me actually, I would have been convinced had it been another person. I thought the whole thing was kind of ridiculous (funny and I was on TV for acting like a cheater really well), so I texted my cousin like "Wow they really do post it on the news haha I got busted."

Then I look back up at the TV and the news story has changed. The camera looks like it's in a helicopter flying over this large building over the sea. It pans to the right, and there is another helicopter right there with two guys in it. All of a sudden, I go PassObs and I become the camera, who zooms in on each of their faces. I see that I don't recognize either of them but they are both really happy. One guy is leaning out of the side window and the other guy is standing up through the sun roof of his helicopter. They are both white, one guy has black curly hair, and the other guy has brownish hair and he is wearing a white necklace. Somehow I think that they relate to a prize I won earlier in the dreams I had last night, which I can't remember what the prize was. I think about them and then I think about social situations in general. I come to the conclusion in my dream that to make friends the majority of the work is to make them like you, while liking them is not as important. That's a stupid conclusion lol.

Dream 2-- Winning a Prize to Meet with Brian

So in this dream I apparently wrote this paper about 5 facts of life. They were really on point and delved into some deeper truths concerning existence, but I'm so mad because they are on the fringe of my recollection and I can't fully remember them. Anyway, after writing this paper, I am well-renowned around the world, and I get a special prize, which involves me getting to meet the producer for Radio Disney. I had been working for Radio Disney for 5 years anyway so meeting with him was no big deal.

The big deal in my dream, however, was that we met in the Science building of my high school. We were in the main lobby, and he is standing up against a wall that has some posters, and a huge white board that he starts to draw on with a black marker. We talk about stuff, nothing important, and then I ask him who else is on this project with him. He starts to draw the names of everyone, and I recognize the name of the guy from Superbad, Jonah Hill, and then he gets to the end, and in the bottom right corner he writes "Kyle" in green letters (like Kyle from south park with his green hat) and then draws a line that needs to nowhere which is also in green.

My position relative to his changes in an instant, and now he is standing behind a wall of posters in the same location as before but there is no white board. I see this image of what is titled "Pascal's triangles" but it isn't the mathematical triangle that I would expect, it actually consists of these triangle intermingled inside these two human bodies. They make an interesting pattern and I think I can recall it, but the way it was drawn in the poster is actually unrealistic and unimportant in my opinion.

Anyway, I'm pissed I can't remember the prize that I won and the wisdom that I shared!!

Dream 3 (Fragment)-- Shopping Mall Realization

I am in the middle of this department store, which is loaded with females. There are white counters with workers behind them selling make up and various products. I can see all the products lining the counters right beside mirrors and lights. I also see aisles upon aisles of products for a woman to choose from. There are tall shelves that are stocked to the brim with various things from shampoo to eye liner and everything. As I am staring at all of this, I start thinking about why a woman would come here and why she would spend here money. Suddenly, I realize that women have no clue what they want. In fact, they go from moment to moment and make decisions mostly based on their emotions in the present, without using much logic at all. Their logic kicks in after the fact when they try to backwards rationalize their actions. This is why women want everything and nothing all at the same time. There is no way to predict, materially, what will make a woman happy or satisfied, and even if you get it right once, that same thing will in no way be guaranteed to work again in the future because her mood will change or the gesture itself will be less significant. Indeed, it seems that the 'meta' aspect of material goods truly satisfies the woman. If you give her earrings everyday, the first day she will be ecstatic and then her enthusiasm will slowly wane. If you give a man a massage everyday, he will pretty much be content with that reward forever. The 'meta' of the gifts are what the gesture represents and that the material goods in general represent. When women go out and buy expensive clothes and make up, they are looking to stand out and attract men. A man wouldn't normally walk outside in the frigid cold in a only a tight dress and high heels because it's fucking cold. A woman, however, might bear to stand it because of any number of reasons ranging from the extra attention she gets to only being seen in a positive light (girls are super uptight about reputation). This realization was pretty significant and it got me thinking about how being in a relationship with a girl might be easier than I thought. It's not so much about the material aspect, the physical aspect, or the words spoken or anything. It's the thought, the relationship as a whole, and the meaning behind actions! So, instead of focusing on the right words to say or something, it's more about what emotion am I trying to convey, how do I express this in terms of our relationship...

Maybe I'm totally wrong, my dreams aren't 100% reliable. What do other people think on this issue?

Dream 4-- Gendason's Magic Trick

I am in some random courtyard with Gendason, my college counselor, and a whole bunch of other students. We are talking about college. We are outside surrounded by white buildings. We are standing on top of concrete with some puddles around (what is up with concrete and puddles in my dreams?) and the sky is blue and the clouds are grey, making shadows rather than sunshine. As we talk, Gendason suddenly says Congratulations, and then, as if out of the sky, a whole barrage of booths and vendors appear.

To my immediate left, there is a woman selling necklaces and bracelets, which look pretty nice. Three people come to where I am and start talking to the vendor. This one girl shows interest, and the vendor asks her to put her address down on a sheet of paper, and the girl is like well where I live is temporary for the moment. and the vendor is like that's ok, write it down anyway. And the girl is like well I'm about to move and the vendor gets this really skeptical look on her face.

I walk away to another booth. I walk around see nothing of interest until I walk up to this booth where there is a laminated packet speaking about the truth of god. In the first paragraph, there is an underlined word, enermette, and I ask this black guy behind the counter what it means. He gives me some answer, and I respond with "wait, intermittent... inter means between and mittent means coming to send or go", when I say this Alec, a classmate, laughs and I look over at him. The black guy says "no it's a different word" but I don't want to discuss the topic any further, I just assume I am right and walk away (Clearly pointing out a character flaw). I look at this food shop where there is bags of popcorn on the poles holding up the tent, and the vendors are making lemonade and hot dogs and everything. As I look up I see this huge sign with a list of all the prices for everything, and I'm thinking that's bullshit that Gendason would give us all this just so we have to pay to eat! This sends me into PassObs and the dream fades away.

Yep. So in the dream I was in my 4th hour, and I accidentally fell asleep during his lecture. I began to dream of dreaming about being in a video game. I was looking for an axe. I think the video game was probably Minecraft. A girl appeared next to a tree and told me that she wants me to fight her.

"Sure...Just hang on a minute, I'm really thirsty." I walked into my grandparent's living room to get a glass of water. Her facial expressions showed disgust in being postponed. She quickly ran up to me, stomped on my feet and said, "and that's only the first level of pain." It didn't hurt at all so I brushed her off.

Well, this pissed her off even more. She dragged me to the other side of the room violently. She put a small table between her and I so that it obstructed my vision. She had my feet underneath the table and I was laying on my back.

The pain started mild at first. I wasn't sure what she was doing, but it couldn't cause any harm, right? And it didn't really hurt.

The pain grew like a wild fire, encompassing both my feet and legs. It felt like my skin and bones were both in a raging sea of flames. I could sense that physically my skin was cold to the touch - but the flames were internal, existing deep beneath my skin and charring my essence.

The pain continued to intensify, and I screamed wildly. My own screams filled my ears and went to the highest frequency. I shrieked as loud as I could, hoping that someone could hear me outside of the dream.

"WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed louder.

And then the pain vanished and I woke up to the beginning dream.

"Are you okay?" A teacher asked, looking down at me. I looked around. I was in the middle of the hallway and people were staring.

"You were screaming so loud. Even the people in the cafeteria could hear you!"

I looked down at my legs. They looked fine, although some of the pain in the right foot still existed as a ominous remnant.

I limped back to my 4th hour, where I had fallen asleep at. I wondered how I had managed to wake up so far away? Had I sleep walked?

It was still the lunch hour, so I talked to my friend about what had just happened. I explained to her that the girl I had met in the video game was the same girl in our 4th hour. She said that the exact same thing had happened to her as well.

Dream 1-- High School Dungeon

Here is another dream where I am forced to complete tasks, or levels, without actually knowing the tasks beforehand or how I got to where I am. In this scenario, I am in a dungeon, obviously below ground. In hindsight, it's almost like I am in a video game where I am really small in comparison to the structures and other charcters in the "game." At first, it's just me. I am travelling through this dungeon by jumping really far from platform to platform. Everything is tinted very dark and its all black or dark brown.

Then I come to this one level where I am travelling along side the wall of the dungeon. I hit the platform on the corner and turn to face the other direction. Below me and in front of me I see these giant wooden brown pillars with black disks around the pillars at certain heights. Judging by the heights, I need to utilize these disks to get from pillar to pillar across the dungeon. Below the disks, there are these Satyrs (this is the word that first pops in to my head during the dream to describe them) that are patrolling on the ground. They are huge. Some are red, some are grey, but they all have these fandoras on. They have swords in sheaths and fancy clothes, but they are walking back and fort in a mindless fashion because its a video game or something. As I jump from one disk to the next, I find myself needing to pull myself up because I can't make the jumps. Pulling myself up requires no effort, however, as I am probably in some from of PassObs at this point competing as if it were just a video game and I am a character.

After jumping from disk to disk, I land on the fifth disk and face the satyrs and what appears to be a giant gap between where I am and the column across the way. In my head, I start hearing cheering and people speaking. Somehow there is my mom talking, and I look around to see other people from my high school also playing in the level, specifically B. Mont and J. Stet and E. Sor. Now I must've reached a checkpoint or something in the level because I try to make this gap several times in various ways, but I keep ending up back at this point in my dream in this level.

The first attempt, I time it so that as the satyr is walking away toward the pillar I need to get to, I jump and try to land on him. I am floating somewhat in mid-air as I try to predict where he will be and where I need to go. I try to grab onto his grey hat, but I can't hold on and I start over. The next attempt, I do the same timing, but this time I manage to land on his hat. There doesn't feel to be any gravity or sensations or emotions. I can see my classmates on the other side of the pillar all sitting in benches just applauding. As I am trying to catch my balance on the hat, I hold on to the rim and wait until the satyr gets close enough to the pillar. Then I jump, and in mid-air I really focus on the applause and who I am looking at. I see 4-5 faces out of the crowd, who are all from my high school (Blatant dream sign!). I don't think I completed the jump because I woke up.

Dream 2-- Essay on Consciousness

This dream is rather fuzzy, but the premise is basically that I was going back and forth between having conversations with people and writing this essay about consciousness, its nature, and its difference between how I see it now and the truth.

Each paragraph represents a new argument and even though I can't recall who I was talking to specifically I can remember some of the basic theories I wrote in my paper. Whenever I would write in my paper, it would be a PassObs event. I would teleport and my field of vision would be focused in on this stack of paper with text on it. I could read the text, and there was grammar, punctuation, indentations, proper margins, and everything. It was as if I was writing a Writ 140 paper on this topic within my dream and presenting it to myself so that I could learn or teach myself.

Some of the premises were:
1) Consciousness is nothing that I imagine it to be, but the world it presents is total and complete like this one.
2) Consciousness is eternal, eternally.
3) There is another side to consciousness that I can't reach, but I can experience.

Dream 3-- Graduation 2.0

In this dream, me and everybody from my high school grade appears to be graduating again. We are out behind the football field in a cluster, and we are all in our uniforms. I don't remember saying anything during this dream or really knowing what was going on at all, but this was a particularly interesting dream because of this lack of control.

As we all stand in a group outside, there are pictures taken, and someone shouts "we're done!" Suddenly my "camera" zooms out to show a complete picture of all the blue shirts and grey shorts (the uniform). Then I hear some voices in what I feel like is my personal ear, and the camera immediately shifts to what I would consider a first person point of view. Apparently, we are now trying to escape this place, as if it were another level another competition, by evading all of the people who are trying to tag us and running to the other side of this field. I am kind of alone it seems like, but there are three or four other students who are distracting many of the taggers. I stand back at first trying to figure out what is going on and trying to devise a strategy. I honestly am surprised in hindsight that I immediately knew the objective of this dream and was formulating a plan to complete the Level.

I decide to start running forward, and I see three or four taggers focus in on me and start to converge. There is one girl in particular who seems to be focusing on me anyway, and the other three are these dark shadowy figures that I can't recall as being people or actual shadowy figures. There are these two volleyball nets aligned parallel to eachother in a line perpendicular to me so I see them as l l instead of = and I decide that this would be my best form of escape. I run and go underneath the first, but everyone seems to be closing in on me. As I cross under the second, I open and close a book I suddenly have in my hands and immediately become invisible. I know that what I just did will make me invisible, and I believe that is why is happened. I walk around with my new invisibility and easily make it to the other side.

Suddenly, I am now walking as if I were on the opposite side of the football field and there are many students who are not in my grade lined up on bleachers in order to take a picture. I start walking by and then I look up to see J. Mc who is looking at me, and then I turn to face the kids in the bleachers. I see that there are seniors interspersed with the underclassmen, and I wonder how they got in there and why I am not in there. They are all standing tall and smiling, while I just observe. After the picture is taken, they all yell an "ay" and then walk away. I see J. Mitch and start to walk up to him with a smile saying "we did it man, nice." As I am walking up to him, he turns into another classmate, but then when we slap hands he turns back into J. Mitch. Then I wake up

Dream 4-- Gym

This dream was pretty vivid and pretty long, it has a repetitive factor in it like my first one.

So I am in this weight room with some other people. Looking straight ahead, I see some crazy looking jet black machine with pulleys and a long inclined bench and handles. The matt it is on is also black and there is a TV behind it playing but no sound it coming from it. I am standing there watching as these two guys talk right next to the machine. Eventually, I look around and decide to go somewhere else. As I look around, I realize I am in an entirely different place but it is still a gym. I am walking around this carpetted area and it's a very nice looking facility. There are leather brown cushy chairs to my left facing a brown table. The carpet is grey and black. There are windows in the marble walls that reveal a bright blue, almost cloudless sky and bright sun.

I continue walking forward and I see Tom and his friend sitting down together with white towels around their waists but no shirts on. They appear to have just taken a shower based on their hair, but they don't talk to me as I walk by. As I pass, I have this thought like "they would be sitting down together" or something along those lines. I continue to pass and I sit down in this chair across from S. Lim who is writing something on a name tag looking thing. He has colored in a lot of it with marker and is now completing the final touches. He keeps repeating "blue bird" and is coloring in something I can't remember.

Suddenly, I transport back into the initial room and I am walking toward the jet black machine. I guess I am about to go on it. I introduce myself to the two guys. One guy says his name is Lance Armstrong, and I think about that name in my head as being totally fake but super manly. It's like a name you would create for yourself to make a good impression or something. My name is equally fake but more manly, sadly I can't remember what I made it.

I get on the inclined bench and start doing this ab exercise that requires me to totally stretch my abs out by pushing out my legs and leaning all the way back with my head. The initial position on the exercise is laying on the bench horizontally in mid-air. the middle of the bench separates the two parts, with my legs going out and forward, and my upper body coming down and backward. It stretches out my abs really well and then I have to come back up using only my abs. I feel the burn in this dream. I hear the spotters giving me some commands like "pull up with your chest" and "bring your knees to your chest and HOOOLLLDDDD." I think about doing thirty but stop after maybe 7 or 8. I don't remember stepping off, but I am immediately standing up next to it. I look out and see a cute girl using a machine that I wanted to use. This room has glossy wooden floors and white machines with black weights/cushions. This girl is doing an exercise for your lower back where your body is like this / with your legs on cushions. Then you bend down with your head and back in line and then come back again.

I really want to do that exercise, so I leave the room, and head to a hallway. I come to another work out room that looks like the one I used in a DoubleTreeHotel three weeks ago. As I look around, I see a sliding door with a note on it saying "mixed work out room, boys and girls allowed." And I immediately go in. I see the same carpetted, brown cushy chair infested work out room as before. I see the machine I want and I start walking toward it. I see Tom and his friend sitting in the chairs looking over at me and somehow that gives me the motivation to jog, but I'm not moving very fast. As I jog past them, I find myself suddenly in a chair laying down facing S. Silver and he has a red pen. He is marking up the front cover of this magazine so that it spells "KN" which is the symbol for some frat he calls "Sigma Nu" but that isn't how to do their symbol. I notice that I have a pen in my hands, but the tip is still inside because I haven't clicked it open yet. I am just holding it out in front of me over the magazine without doing anything. He starts laughing at his own creation and this blonde girl, who appears to be the owner of the store right next to us comes out and looks at us.

She says "you guys think you are so funny marking up this magazine, huh? Are you the same people who made this name tag?" And I immediately recognize it as the thing that S. Lim was marking up the other time I came into this room. It's corner were bent, and there are three birds flying out of a black hole in the middle of the tag. She says something about how that tag had the lyrics to a poem on there that described the horrors of living in a place less fortunate then this.

As she is describing the scene, I turn PassObs and become the camera for this video, seeing what she is describing. She talks about how kids need food and they have to carry guns and hide first thing in the morning in order to avoid being gang raped. The scene I see is these four blacks kids who appear happy enough running out of a brick house toward the camera. They are in a line without a particular order it seems like. They run past a white fence and the fence gets destroyed without them touching it. It flies up into the sky behind them in pieces.

They continue to run, but the camera stops. The camera follows them as they pass by though, and I see them running away and turning a corner. The woman is still talking but I'm not paying attention.

My alarm clock wakes me up.