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The dream starts in my Aunts backyard. I see some other people whom I do not recognize. I go over and ask who they are. They state that they are dreamers as well and are currently playing an RPG game. I ask if I can join in. They reply "sure the more the better". I wonder whether or not they meant the more the merrier. They look at my confusion and explain how this RPG is hard because of how difficult the game is and explains that the more players in a group the more likely that group will win. They then explain that there are monsters and weapons all over the world. They go on to say that in this game players can only use weapons or tools that they can use in real life. Also that the more use use a weapon or tool in real life the better the player is at using that same tool in the game. I look at them quizzically. They ask if I can use a bow or sword in real life. I respond that ai have only played with toy swords and bows. They look at each other like "oh boy what kind of weak player did we get". They hand me a bow I try to hit the bullseye but miss the mark. "Well at least you hit the target" they say to me. I guess you are a natural at the bow and arrow. They then go onto their IPads and I ask what they are doing. Some apps in real life will improve your weapon ability in this game. Right now we are improving are skill. I ask how else I can improve my skill. They look at me and respond at once "by defeating a monster of course". So I decide to go defeat some low level monsters as I am apparently at level one. I find some weapons not far from my aunts yard. The weapons I find are either inflatable or made out of wood. I wonder why there are inflatable weapons as they would not do that much damage. I take a wooden sword and walk across the street. I go around the corner of the block and find some better weapons. I about to grab a weapon when I notice a huge troll in the room near the weapons. Two other players are there and the troll seems to smell us as she gets up and starts heading our way. The two players run away and I hide behind the weapons. The troll which is about 10ft tall looks around but doesn't see me. Seeing as I was pretty visible I figured the troll thought I was a weapon and was dumb. I then noticed a golden spear. I grab it and decide to prick troll then rehide myself. I figure that if I do this enough that the monster will die and I will level up quickly. I through the golden spear t the monster and hit it. The monsters health bar goes down quite a bit. Suddenly the troll seems much smarter as it starts to talk. I run and the troll runs after me. I somehow get on the ceiling and hang onto the light and hope the troll thinks that I am a fixture. The troll find me and I think that my RPG adventure is over. However, the troll does not hurt me. Instead it thanks me and explains that it was cursed and could only be uncured if someone hit it with the golden spear. The troll states that she is going to try to find her husband and asks me to let her children into the building which are now knocking at the side door. (Which appeared out of nowhere). I open the door the troll's children enter the building and thank me for saving their mother. I level up and ask the children why they explain that defeating a monster does not mean that you have to kill it and that sometimes you have to rescue the monster because it is cursed like their mother was. I wake up.

I haven't written one of these lately. But decided to give this ago again.

Last night 8/7/17:

Rolled out of bed in dream mode to become lucid. The minute I roll out of bed in dream mode I am lucid. I go over to my wall and practice becoming part of the wall. I do this several times. (kind of like odo does on Star Trek but with out becoming liquid). I get board and decide to go out the window. I fly around for most of the dream. Then wake up. I go back to sleep a dream a lot of dreams about work (working in computers and laptops).

There are many dreams and many different worlds which people create. Dream worlds they are called. But there is one dream world that is different from all the rest. I call it simply the dream world but I don't know its real name. I do however know what it is like to be there in that place. Like most other dream worlds one can be lucid or aware of the fact they are dreaming when they are there. But there is a tangible difference. I could never really describe it but I could feel it. The very air, the scenery everything just felt different. It wasn't long till I discovered some of the differences of that place. You could feel any pain while there and if you said or did anything that seemed out of the ordinary you would be immediately chased. That world was as much of a danger as it was a mystery. Why did it exist? Why could I go there sometimes when I dreamt? I really don't know the answer. The only thing I did learn was how to blend in and disappear if discovered. It was a skill that took many years learning to control and it came after only much abuse. Being shot, being cut, being stabbed. It never hurt like it did in real life but I still felt it. Do you ever know what it is like to feel a saw cut you? Oh sure it felt more like a metal rod was dragged across my skin but that's not bothered me. It was the image of blood dripping from my arm that always kept me from getting back to sleep that night. But it was experiences that taught me something don't get caught and if you do hid, run, or fight. I also learned what I could control and what I could not. In my regular dreams I could do anything but in the Dream World I was limited. The were certain things one could do and things one could not. I also discovered other dreamers could come to this world and they like me were hunted. I also discovered that unlike me most choose when they dreamed of that place. I eventually could do this too but it was mostly a skill I learned to stop going there. I still end up in that world every now and again but things are different now. I have learned. I now know things about that place that I can only guess few others do. I also make it my duty to protect anyone who is in trouble. I think this is mostly cause I wish there was someone who rescued me. I really don't know. All I do know is that it's a world were dreamers like me aren't meant to go.

11/22/15

What I remember:

I flew and some how had landed at a base of some sort. Of course no one saw me land but I was a face no one recognized and was on a secure base. One guy accuses me of being a dreamer(which I was) but I deny this fact knowing if they knew I am a dreamer something bad will happen. As the get closer I tell them I can prove that I am not a dreamer and can prove I belong at the base. I pretend pull something off of my shirt and form it with my imagination/thought into a badge. I notice it is invisible and also imagine/ think then when inspected it will look like an official badge that states I can be at the base. (Normally, I hum or sing objects into stabilization or being but somehow just the thought stabilize the object this time this was the first item I have been able to do that to my knowledge). One of the guys in charge (general?) looks at the badge and states that it is signed by some person who supposedly some important big shot and that I am supposed to be on the base.

Not sure what happens after that a lot of me moving around bases inside.

I do remember I try to a line clock with real world time and set it to 3:00 but when I wake up it is 1:30. Then I continue to wonder around until people start getting suspicious of me at which time I force myself awake.

Ok, in this dream. I was in some sort of neighborhood and my car broke down, however I decide to go ask some people for help. Somehow in doing this, I manage to make a lot of mistakes causing all of the people, that I asked for help from, to get angry at me. I say I'm sorry but their still mad. Like they never made a mistake; plus it was small stuff like over watering plants or stuff like that. Finally, I meet this one guy and help his over watered garden by identifying that one of the plants he has is actually from the rain forest and that the plant natural collects water into pools. Next thing I know I am in some guys house and some people from the neighborhood are there and they want to attack me because they are still angry about my little mistakes. However, the guy that I had stands up for me and asks them to give me a break because we all make mistakes. I was so grateful. However, the neighbors were still mad and coming toward me. Unfortunately, they had managed to back me up toward the window and I could not get to the door which was like a foot away. Just when the neighbors took a step forward I remembered I could go through windows, so I go through the window to the outside (at this point you think I would know its a dream). I then start fling into the sky and then realize its a dream so I turn into a phoenix (for some reason when I realize its a dream I turn into the weirdest things). Suddenly the neighbors realize that I not one of them (a DC) and come after me. The dream ends.

My only thought when I awoke was "I swear if I go through one more window and not realize right away that I'm dreaming I am going to scream."

I go through solid objects a lot.

Things I have turned into upon learning that I am dreaming:

A Fire Phoenix

A Black Dragon

A White dragon

A voltorb a type of pokemon (see below)




A Man (while still secretly still being a woman)

A Bird

A Snake ( to escape a trap)