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Sunday Jan 11, 2015

Last night bed around 9pm.

I have been having dreams last few nights, what seems like all night. But waking up every time just a bit too late to remember anything that can be put into words.

Yesterday:

DR1:
I'm in a house, when we notice there is a fire in the next room. Flames are shooting out from some opening in the wall. I'm looking for an extinguisher, but all I find is some water. I start throving it on the fire through this small hole and it's working.

DR2:
I'm outside, sitting on some benches or chairs, by some small stores. Suddenly there is a black smoke coming out of one of them. I think store is empty, but a bunch of us run up there to help people get out and to stop the fire.

Last night:
DR1
We are living in a single story house by a huge lake. Water comes up all the way to the house. The surface is very calm, like a mirror. Somebody who lives there wants to do something with the lake and I say yes. So she put a thin seethrough plastic layer on top of the water. So it looks like a lake, but you can walk on it. I walk on it, where water is only few inches deep, just barely enough to cover up some rocks that have green moss all over them.

There is some large party and I tell someone to go walk on water and surprise the guests.

We are standing outside, admiring some birds sitting in a tree with flowers. I want to take a picture but they all fly away and with tons of other birds alrady in the air start circling above. I know what's coming as I hear soft thuds all over the place. We are getting bombarded by bird poop. I look at my left arm and it has dozens of tiny white-grey lines of poop on it. I'll walk inside to shower.

Now there is 3 of us, walking someplace. I ask where, and we are going to visit friend K's mom V. I realize I'm still covered in poop and i say I can't go. I turn back, and when they want to turn back with me, I tell them to keep going.

DR2
I'm standing someplace on a higher ground, looking down at some "wading" pools. In one with beatuful turquoise color, water only ankle deep. Another pool adjacent to that one is knee deep.

Lots of dreams, happy.

Dream 1: The Great White Shark and Dreamer the Judo Master

I was on a deck that sitting on the ocean with Dreamer. She was showing me the Australian ocean and I went swimming in it for a minute. When I got out, a great white shark followed me up onto the deck and started to chomp at my little toes. Dreamer calmly walked over and pushed some pressure points while leaning onto the side of this shark that was wildly biting at the air. She then used a masterful JUDO move to redirect the shark's force and push it back into the ocean. I looked around and saw some young kids playing a game where they threw a bunch of golden coins into the water and then dove in after them. I thought about diving into the water to join in the fun but thought twice, considering the recent great white shark incident was still on my mind a bit.

The dream suddenly changed drastically. The kids swam to the surface and began to swim away with coins in their mouths (they were chocolate I guess). They were fleeing from old 17th century frigates that had appeared on the horizon, sporting the insignia of the knights templar on their sails. The ships quickly came to the shore and I became semi-lucid. Ninjas, ogres, and pirates came flooding out of the ships in waves. I mounted a machine gun turret and started firing away at the waves of advancing enemy hordes. I felt pretty bad about it, but I just reminded myself that it was a dream and that I could pretend it was like a video game. The dream started to get bloodier. This one two-headed ogre got really torn to shreds by my bullets and blood went everywhere.
My line of men started to get overrun by a wave of nodachi samurai. I woke up soon after that.

Dream 2: Rec Center Battle

I was in a recreation center that was set up like an obstacle course. There was a pool of water below and there were these narrow walkways for maneuvering around while above the water. A battle quickly ensued. I was running on walls and shooting down the other people playing, knocking them out of the competition. I started shooting at one guy that was invincible, a hacker. He laughed at me as I shot at him and the bullets did nothing to him, then he pulled out a giant gun and I dove into the water to hide. I swam around looking for a gun to use that might be able to get around his invincibility hacks, nothing.

After looking for awhile, there were only 3 people left in the competition: me, the hacker, and some random dude. I swam to the surface and started to run on the walls again. The hacker guy started to chase after me, laughing because he knew that I couldn't fight back. I swam into the water and found a grenade launcher that looked like an old nerf gun that I might have used when I was a little kid. I noticed that I could breathe underwater and thought that was strange. I quickly loaded the nerf gun grenade launcher and I noticed that it wasn't working very well. The hacker was running towards me so I shot it at his feet and he got launched into the air and into some machine that crushed his body. Both me and the random guy were happy that the hacker guy lost, but I was pretty sure I was in a dream at this point. I dove into the water and saw all these pills bottles with lucid dreaming pills in them. One was prescribed to OpheliaBlue, the drugs were called Dream Cosmos. There were three others but that was the only one that I remembered

I started to pick up money on the floor of the pool and thought about why I was doing it, considering it was only a dream, but I decided that I was having fun so it didn't even matter if I wouldn't get to keep it when I woke up. I left the rec center, arms full of loot and with a big smile on my face. I woke up.

Dream 3: Forgot it :'( Was lucid though

Did a small WBTB and told Dreamer that I would have a dream with her.

Dream 4: Element Bending in a Forest

I was walking down a path with some random Dream character that had some kind of bending powers that I can't remember. I remember that I had power over water though. I lost the other DC somewhere along the way and Dreamer appeared next to me. I was lucid at this point and it is really the point where I started to remember the most clearly.

We were walking down a forest path together, next to a river. Trees were above us, giving us some shade, and the sun was shining down on the river, illuminating it. There were obstacles that we had to get past and I was letting dreamer use her earth bending skills to do all the work, I was feeling lazy.

We eventually reached a crevasse. I decided that I wanted to practice some dream control powers for fun. I made the river water rise up in giant waves and flood the crevasse so that we could cross it. We were completely submerged in water though. I tried to hold Dreamer up above the water, she was having difficulty swimming. I changed the salinity of the water to be extremely high super saturated so that we would both float with no problem. We floated along in the river until we reached a giant, golden gate. I made the water level rise even higher so that we could just float right over it. On the other side was a colossal hydra which we then proceeded to battle together with our bending powers until I woke up.

Dream 5: School Stress Dream

I was in one of my old classrooms in high school, but it was a cooking class. My old teacher that taught in that room was there as well. I was making cookies with a couple of other people at the table when I looked to my right and saw someone being awkward and anti-social. I wanted to make them feel like they were part of the group so I started to talk to them and make them feel included. I noticed they were making meat cookies with ground beef that they had brought to the class. I guess they would just be called hamburger patties but they were meat cookies in the dream. I think that I told him that they looked pretty gross and that what he was doing made me feel a bit sick but I wanted to let him know that I didn't judge him for it, but he got kind of awkward and moved away from me. I realized I was dreaming and stopped interacting with the DCs, then looked around for something yummy to eat. I then had the instant reaction of sex that I usually have in low level lucid dreams but I remembered that I wanted to change that and so I stopped it from happening and I was really happy about that. I continued searching for food and I went up to the teacher DC to ask her to show her secret stash of candy to me. I looked around on her shelves and there was nothing but super healthy food there. She said that she was going to lead me to her secret stash of delicious cookies and I began following her when I woke up.

12-08-2014
"Social Slug"
(Lucid)

I was swimming in a lake or pond, and I could see a large, unfamiliar creature nearby. I couldn't get a good look, at first, but finally saw that it was a long-face creature that, aside from its exaggerated snout, looked like a big, green manatee with triangular, spinal protrusions on its back. It was very docile and social, swimming around idly and playing with everyone. Overall, it was about the size of a full-grown hippo; large enough to come from beneath someone and toss them in the air, playfull, and into the water. We were all having a great time with it. Over time, though, we could see it becoming more and more 'clingy'. It didn't want to let anyone swim away, or take their attention from it. It would follow as all relentlessly, until we managed to slip away.

Later, still hanging out in a wooded / park area (it seemed like a campground or something), we did some level of research on this thing; on our phones, I believe, and saw that it was some kind of mutated sea slug or something. We eventually found another, smaller version of the slug. This one was much more lively, and running and from person to person and trying to get everyone to pet it. Then, even more surprisingly, the zippy little slug revealed that it had the ability to speak. I believed the thing to be alien (and I think, at one point, it told me it was, but I'm not sure on that one).

We played with this little guy for a little while longer, and over the course of this time, the slug continued to talk about him and his kind - about how they grow to be such 'loving' creatures. I said the other slug was more "clingy" than "loving". This little one said that he was much different. And, for a moment, it seemed like he was. But..then it was time to leave.

He began following us. We would look back and gesture and hint that it was time for us to be parting ways. He was having none of it, and would faithfully follow every step we took, continuing to banter on like our visit had just begun. Once we got to our canoe, though, his entire behavior change. He became manic and aggressive, demanding that was stay and starting to scamper around, enraged. By the time we got about a dozen feet from the dock, the slug shot into the air and then dive-bombed our canoe, bouncing around it like a ricocheting bullet and capsizing it, dumping us into the water.

Finally, soaking wet and chest deep in this water, I realized that this was all a dream. Instead of swimming, I attempted to levitate myself out of the water, but the dream quickly unraveled, here, and I woke up.

12.29.14

Last night bed 10ish - 8:30ish

Woke up few times last night, recalling dreams, and retelling them each time so I imprint them on waking life memory.

DR1

I'm traveling in a tour bus on a busy street in Bangkok. Side streets are rather narrow, full of small shops and people. Another large bus drives up along our and comes very close. It's red and I'm thinking that it will sideswipe us. In a few seconds it sure does. Comes even closer and sideswipes us.

Now I get a 3. person view from behind and above. I see the other bus pushing ours to the left and onto another sidestreet. I'm thinking "I hope that's not the one with river in the middle of it" and I have a feeling I have walked those streets before, that's how I know. And yes, as I see the bus being pushed to the sidestreet, now I have persepective both from the bus and from 3.person view, I see the river in concrete banks and my bus is on the sidewalk next to the river, still traveling.

I'm telling people to get ready for emergency exit, in case we get into the water. I see an axe type of a tool hanging above the left window and I look to the right if I see another one there, and I do. I point them out to others to use them to break the windows if we need to.

Now we have stopped. Someone is pushing the emergency door to open in the back of the bus - like on school busses. It doesn't budge so I kick it open. We get out.


DR2

I'm with others out in the fields. We can see a city in the distance. It's San Franciso. I tell someone to go for a jog with me to the city. My eyes zoom in and follow a dirt path along the field and a river to the bridge and to the city.

Yesterday's dreams included using abandoned tunnels running beneath a lake as a hiding place to sleep in during the day. There's one place that leads to a glass dome where you can look up and see the lake above you.

Today's: I'm trying to prevent some disaster, and I'm running out of time. At the moment I'm standing on a rooftop, watching several people in a field far below us. Along with me there's two people, a woman who I think of as my partner - she's on the other side of the roof at the moment, busy with her own efforts - and then this man. He has the power to make anything he says come true, but for his own safety and everyone else's, I made him forget about this power. This is an emergency. I force him to remember, and then I have him use that power to say that there's an earthquake. We all hold onto the roof and watch a crack open up in the field where those people are. The ground's still shaking, the people are scattering, but I don't think this will be enough. We should just bury this place beneath the sea, that ought to do it.

The place is covered in white mist now, blocking out everything below the roof we're standing on, and it's quiet, no more sounds of people below us. I'm walking back toward my partner on the other side of the roof, and I believe submerging this place and all the people in it has managed to avert the disaster. But then this dark spire rises up out of the fog directly in front of me, and keeps rising up into the sky.

It's this huge, gothic tower, a single immense spire composed of smaller ones, spire upon spire upon spire, all jagged edges. I think of a cathedral, but there's no religious imagery, just a sense of awe and horror; I think of a clock tower, but there's no face. It keeps rising higher and higher, I can no longer see the top of it. Flooding this place was a wasted effort.

And as I hang onto the edge of the roof and watch the spire rise, I hear an old man's voice in my head. "Here to keep your ledge, little boy, who once rared-"

Thursday 12.25.14

DR from Wednesday

Woke up to a random skype boop at 3:30am and remembered these dreams:

1.
We are skyping with Ophelia. Then I'm at her place. Her son is at the front door waiting to be let in. Bf is walking towards the bedroom to take a nap. Ophelia is in the kitchen getting ready to go shopping.

2.
I'm standing on some kind of a long berm. On the left side there are some single story, village type houses. Instead of the yard, they are surrounded by clear water lakes or lagoons. I can clearly see to the bottom, where there is a lots of fallen leaves, tree roots and such. I want to swim in that so bad.

There is a large trash container on the berm. It's one of those they give to apartment buildings. Big metal thing. It starts to roll. It's heading to the end of the berm, which ends in a clif over seaside resort's beach and people on it.

A truck catches up with the trashcontainer and nudges it to the left. Container rolls down the berm into that clear water.

3.
I'm screaming my head off calling my dad. Same as I used to when I woke up from a nightmare as a child. I'm screaming, but quietly.

I was driving on a highway with Desirae thinking of why people have been saying I've gotten buffer. I thought maybe it was from the boxes of coin I carry around. I noticed the snow covered mountains in the distance and the river below me. The further I went, the colder I knew the water was. I said "The water is so cold here." I was suddenly swimming in it and doing some underwater obstacle course with Valery. I had trouble going through one and when I did, Valery was blocking the way to the surface. I woke up gasping for air.

I was in one of the work vans going through a tunnel. The brakes on the van weren't working which made me get hit by a train. The van slid and eventually fell into a lake. I managed to get it out by saying some console commands. I drove the van a few more times but it wasn't parking and would just slide.

I was in some sort of beach with a lot of little islands scattered around the area. I was with a few people and I swam around. I went back home and saw Nathan and while he was talking to me, I saw someone setting his stuff on fire so I ran and chased the guy. Some security guard helped me and I had 2 of my sigs, one was a paintball gun, the guy finally stopped and I took him down and cuffed him when I saw a cop passing by.

Dream
Lucidity

I was in a lit up hallway and wondered if I was dreaming. I did a reality check of my hand and counted six fingers. I said "This is a dream!" and started running through the call. I came up to a window and tried going through it but my lower body got stuck on the wall. Eventually I was able to go through and saw people playing volleyball on a pool and soccer on a soccer court. I thought of what to do and I figured I'd increase how vivid my dream was. I asked out loud "How do I increase my lucidity!?" The thought came to me that I had to truly know I was dreaming, so I questioned my environment and made note of the awkward things going on. I tried doing a few things like destroying a bag that was making noise, trying to use fire on it but nothing happened. I said to myself "I have to expect I will destroy it with fire if I want it to happen" as I said that, a plane passed overhead, making a loud, annoying sound. I added "Just like I have to expect this plane to go away". The plane eventually got away and I made my way to the roof of the building.

There was a huge gap and expecting myself to safely clear the gap, I jumped, soaring high and landing safely on the building across from the one I was on. I jumped down to the pavement and pinpointed a location on a tall building, ran, yelled, and jumped! I soared into the air as I zoomed towards the roof, finally grabbing on and pulling myself up to the roof. The buildings in the area were old Spaniard looking buildings. On the roof, I saw a few people below me and did a drop assassination on a girl but instead of killing her, I had sex with her.

So my dream's a little bitty, I've only just started trying to remember them anyway..

I was in my (mum's) friend's house with Jane (who is the said friend), I think this was more of a memory the dream thought up. I didn't register it then but the rooms of the house were set out differently to how they actually are, and her living room had ghastly orange cushions placed on this three seat, brown leather sofa.
This room was important because someone had commited 'suicide', I can't remember if it was supposed to be Jane's boyfriend or his kidnapper (yup, the imaginary boyfriend had been kidnapped not long before) by she and I somehow knew it was a murder meant to look like suicide.

The scene then changed to myself, my mother and two other people attempting to walk down this really steep alley in town, which was flooded or had a lot of water. I remember feeling quite nervous because I was trying really hard not to fall over, we eventually had to cling onto the wall on our right (which in the dream had a huge chunk missing) to get down.
Once we reached the bottom (phew) I asked my mother where Jane was and she told me her friend had gone away for a few months following the incident. At that point I remember wanting never to have seen the horrific scene of the 'suicide' as I'd unknowingly walked into the room, being the one to discover it....
There was something about a neighbour across the road but I can't remember that now, though I think her name was Dani?

And right in the middle there was the random moment where I googled something (all I could see was the screen) and on images I saw the comic book versions of Sam and Dean Winchester.

Speaking with Jareth, I end a sentence with "god!" A general exclamation, but that's not how he takes it. He replies, entirely serious, "Don't call me that." I didn't, but good to know your arrogance has some limits.

I'm singing the title role of Don Giovanni, wearing a mask that covers my entire face, even my mouth. Reminds me of the McKittrick. While on stage, I switch places with someone else, identically dressed.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm swimming in a pool with a woman who's offered to grant me a wish. To do so, she tells me I must go to Thailand and walk into the jungle in a certain place until I reach an abandoned building. Here, I must draw one of two specific symbols in the dirt. It doesn't matter which one I choose, what matters is the reasoning behind my choice. Whichever I choose, she'll draw the other. She'll stand at my back, using those two symbols in some way, during which time I must not turn to look at her or communicate with her in any way. Success depends on her understanding why I made the choice I did.

A young man runs out of a house, pursued by several women wearing black and red. Shortly afterward, inside that building, I come across three young men, and I ask, "Which one of you sprinted out of here looking like Orpheus with the Bacchae on his heels?"

I'm looking over some photos of the new cast at the McKittrick. (Side note - last time I dreamed of Orpheus, he was in the McKittrick-as-underworld.) A new storyline has been added in. The photo I'm looking at now shows the woman at the center of that new storyline, sitting on a stool at a diner counter - sad expression, short wavy blonde wig, purple dress, purple purse on the counter. The character's female but always played by a male actor. In the background behind her, there's a man in a suit slouched in one of the booths, watching her. He's a sort of sycophant character, sleazy, untrustworthy, but entirely loyal to her in his own way.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Edwardian England, there's a heavyset, motherly woman gently pushing a sick young woman back down into her bed, over the young woman's protests - she's feeling much better but she's having a hard time thinking straight enough to make herself understood. At this point she's just saying, "No, no." The light from the window is hurting her head, it's much too bright. I'm sympathetic about that, but mostly I'm relieved to be able to see her like this at all, relieved that she's all right and that the connection that lets us see what the other's doing is now working. I haven't seen her in some time.

I see images representing all the other people I have those connections with, with an image representing this woman now added to the end of the line. There are maybe two dozen images here, older connections as I look back farther. The most recent image, aside from that Edwardian scene, represents someone I just saw recently in person, pleasant feelings. As I look farther back, there's one image that instantly brings up feelings of irritation - we don't keep in touch, we've never been able to understand each other, and just this brief visual reminder of her brings up that old frustration. There's a few places where an image should be there but isn't - the woman whose death I dreamed of recently, the roses that turned to ash. And at the other end of the line, the very first two: the first, a woman with a long red braid, a sword in her hand, standing in a snow-covered forest. The second, a more symbolic image - a variety of colorful butterflies hanging in the air against a dark background, two trees just barely visible in the darkness. And a little bit apart from the last of those images, a simple black image to represent me.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm lying on my back in a field hospital in 20th century China. There's a young woman treating me, wearing a uniform, with her hair tied up in two braids. I've been enjoying speaking with her. I haven't been enjoying whatever's in that IV. I'm thinking about the woman mentioned in that previous scene, with the roses turning to ash.

Still in China, I'm in a small boat that a middle-aged man is steering by pole. I've hired him to take me and an old woman back to her hometown, though it's been flooded and abandoned for a very long time. The old woman doesn't live in the present anymore. Her hometown is the place where I last saw that woman with the roses, though that was a long time ago and I don't know if I'll be able to find anything useful there. I haven't been back to this part of the world since before this area was flooded. I focus on the ruins of a building I recognize, as the boat passes underneath.

I've been following something in the form of a child through a place that reminds me of the Flavian Amphitheatre, though I'm aware this isn't Rome or any other physical place; I'm climbing a spiraling staircase along the outer wall, with the arena far below to my left, and arches to my right looking out onto water, and I've just gone lucid in order to focus on remembering what I'm seeing through those arches. The sky is dazzlingly bright.

As I climb higher, the water is replaced by images of another place. I'm seeing an opera house sometime in the early 20th century, but at impossible angles - I see the audience in their boxes, a row of tables outside the theatre proper, a strip of grass and hedges from the little garden outside the building, all at the same time. The effect is something like looking through a faceted gem or a kaleidoscope, with images from different angles jammed right next to each other. Instead of seeing the walls, I see mirrors reflecting nothing, just bright, shining glass. I spot a man I think of as me, though he looks nothing like me - a young man with white hair, sitting at one of the tables outside the theatre proper and smoking. And as I continue climbing, my perspective moving along the audience, there's a woman in one of the boxes who catches my attention - a young black woman with her hair pulled back tight into a bun, in a pale purple gown. It strikes me as very important that I'm seeing her here in the audience, not on the stage.

I looked around for text in order to get some context, but while I found plenty of writing, it refused to cooperate, even swirling into spiraling shapes before my eyes. I don't normally have trouble reading while dreaming, lucid or not, so I thought of this as being deliberately evasive.

I'm standing on an empty stage, going over some papers for the show currently in rehearsals. My soprano calls down to me from one of the boxes - she calls me Mr. Bevelle or Deville or something similar-sounding. She's got black hair done up like a Gibson girl, and an unusually high speaking voice, but in a way that I find pleasant. However, we're both aware her singing voice isn't going to last - she's only going to be able to perform in a few more shows. Because of that, she keeps coming to me like this with demands on how to run her last shows.

Scene changes to show her at rehearsal. I'm disembodied this time, without Deville's sense of background information, and I only catch three notes of her singing - lovely clear tones - but I recognize Lohengrin.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm disembodied and observing a setting based on China some centuries ago. Literally just observing the setting - I'm outside of the timeline. Nothing is moving, not even the waves, and the colors of everything are incredibly saturated. I'm on a path with the sea to my right after a long drop, a long single-story house directly in front of me on this path, and several two-story buildings off to my left, among green fields. Far off in the distance I can see the shine of a building decorated in gold. Following the path, it curves to the left of that long house, and off to my left there's a man and a woman standing in a field, embracing, yellow flower petals frozen in the air around them. I know of them, though I don't know them personally. There's something secret about their relationship.

I retrace my steps back to the entrance to that long house, where those two live. I look in briefly, noting the room where she stayed off to my right, with a window looking out to the sea. I leave the house again and circle around to the right, hovering over the sea, sticking closely to the side of the building. There's a door hidden here - she escaped through here, sometime after that embrace in the field among the flowers. It becomes difficult to cling to the side of the building. I float above the water, following the path she took, until I come to another building and look inside - there's a pallet on the floor where she stayed for a while. A doctor looked after her here.

November 25, 2014

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So in this dream, there were like five different story-lines that happened in the same pool.

It was the pool at a house my aunt owned. The house itself resembled one she lived in for a while when I was a kid, but that house didn't have a pool...
Anyways, the house was my aunt's, and in the first of the story-lines, I was swimming in the pool with my brothers, cousins, and my cousins's best friend and roommate from high school. I somehow found out she was a crack dealer, and this was somehow so life-shattering. I've only met this girl like three times in my life, but somehow this news just shattered me, and I told my older brother about it and he flipped out, too.

In the second plot, the pool was the site of some sort of cub-scouts or camp-type thing. There were boats in the pool (it was pretty big), and we were all earning some merit badges. It was a co-ed group or something. But the other scouts really didn't like me, and so they kept pushing me into the water and trying to sabotage me.

In the third plot, it was night time, and the pool was lit up. There was a party going on, so there were a lot of people in the pool. In one of the corners, there was a huge group of people globbed together. I also saw a couple making out or something. I was sitting on the ladder and watching people, talking to my brothers who were nearby. I decided to swim around, and when I got around the huge group of people, I noticed the light in that corner of the pool was out. I was about to turn around, when someone grabbed my ankle and dragged me under. I could see arms and legs flailing around me, and thought that I was getting tangled in the lovers having sex in the water, but I wasn't sure really what was going on. I was drowning though, I knew that. It was really scary, but I could breathe. I got very slightly aware at that point, but the dream shifted and it was daytime and I surfaced. There were no people around me, and it was light, but the sun was setting. I get out of the water as fast as a could, because it was turning into monsters and demons and dogs that were bighting me. I told my brother that the water was out to get me, and even the pool toys were going to hurt me. I never actually saw the water and pool toys turn into monsters, but I had memories and visions of it happening that kept flashing in my vision. I ran inside to the kitchen and pretty much lost lucidity and sat on the table, holding my knees and staring out the window at the pool. My whole family was really worried that I was going crazy, and tried to coax me back out to the pool.

By the time I got back out to the pool, I was in a new (the 5th and final of them) plot-line. In this one, I had heard about a local legend about a water god and a mortal woman who had fallen in love. But they also had a deep wish to save humanity. The only way they could do that was to perform a ritual that could grant any wish. The ritual was such that they would have to basically become corpses, unmoving and unfeeling, all but one day of the year. Every year, they had to perform the ritual again. Only for that day, they could become live flesh again in order to continue the ritual. But because any other people could come and perform the ritual for their own wish, the lovers also had to guard the underwater temple on the day of the ritual and not allow any to enter, lest the wrong wish be granted.

I had heard of this legend a while ago, so it was in the back of my mind as I swam in the pool, enjoying the fresh air and cool water. I noticed that the water was flowing over an edge (the edge where the huge group was before, actually), and went to investigate it. I found out I could swim over the edge and became fish-like in my movements. I swam into an underwater building-like thing, and found that I could breathe underwater. I looked around, and suddenly there was a corpse that looked just like me. Like it could have been me, if I wasn't right there. I actually patted myself to check I was still there, and knew something was off, but didn't realize I was dreaming. My heightened awareness level made this weird in-between state very interesting. It was like a normal dream with bursts of lucidity fractions of a second long.

The corpse-me suddenly opened its eyes, and grabbed me as I went toward the entrance to the stairs that led to a room I felt drawn to. I struggled with me, and suddenly realized that I must be the mortal woman from the legend. I knew me was me, but Me didn't know I was her. I was almost at the stairs, and she was about to kill me, but I turned and yelled, "IT'S THE GLEICHE WISH FOR ME!" (Gleiche=German for same)

Me let me go, and must have realized I was her, and turned to live-flesh. She took my hand and we both went up the stairs. The water God was up there, and when he saw us both, he took our hands and led us to a bed. Apparently the ritual was intense sex. And since it was me, another me, and him, it was super weird but that made it more exciting. There were some very interesting sensations there. The other me watched the ritual, then closed her eyes, we sent back in time a few days, and I felt my body turning into a zombie-thing. The water God whispered something about loving me forever and to wait for him until next year. I saw him also turn to zombie-corpse version, and the dream faded, and I opened my eyes back at the pool house a few days prior.



This all happened in less than an hour, and because of the weird terror portion of it, I couldn't sleep much after that. But I did manage another 2-ish hours at 4am, and had this next dream:

I was a high school student filming a movie, and I got on a boat to find a site to film at, and the boat was huge. It looked like a normal jet-boat on the outside, but the inside was so huge. Like everything was just too big.

I was with my male classmate, who wrote the story with me, and we landed at an island with a 3rd world-ish society on it. We were going to film at the school on that island, but we found out someone had dammed the river that flowed through the town. It was a vital part of the story, so we were worried, but we found the culprit, who was a student at the school who hated everyone. But the kid found out the water was dying because he'd blocked it, and so he let it go again and we were able to film.