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This was a peculiar but awesome dream nonetheless.

I woke up and I just new something was up when I felt an odd sensation in my left arm. I looked at it and the veins inside my arm were glowing a bright cerulean blue. I looked at it for few seconds just grasping its color and beauty. I go outside and find a guy who strangely looked like Justin Timberlake for Whatever reason and starts explaining my mysterious phenomenon in my arm.

It's called Deretium (Der-e-shi-um) he said and it was a mineral that grows inside particular people have the body strong enough to contain. He had it too in both of his arms. He was standing next to a very large deposit of this rock saying touching it charges the rock which in turn gives you power, but also spreads the minerals all over your body. He sits there and watches me mess around with this power and I try to charge it which gives me a heated, glowing welcome.

Next thing you know I'm inside looking at now my two arms glowing with this stuff and this beautiful Russian girl walks in with this boy, speaking angrily in her native tongue. The guy says she had a bad day and then tells me to watch her. He walks out my room and I look at her, she looks at me, and I notice her hands have these crazy looking markings on them. She tries to frantically hide them and I smiled her and showed her my arms to which she was amazed by it's brightness.

She shows me her tattoos (which looked freaking awesome) and says it's demonic and destructive. She exclaims that she is shocked to meet anyone with a power of Deretium since normally it destroys the body later on. I explain about the guy I met and what he told me and she lays her head on my shoulder as we sat their in silence. The boy runs in screaming saying someone crazy is outside and next thing you know, half of my house is gone, and I'm outside in a city.

This guy who has all of his body filled with a special type of orange Deretium starts randomly attacking and we start having this long battle (can't remember the greatness of the battle sadly but I do remember it being a light show, me hiding between tall skyscrapers and coming behind him for an ambush.

I ended up defeating him with what was left in me. (I was torn up lol) and I go back inside to see a note. The Russian girl wrote and it said "Thank you for being the only one interested in my curse" to which I smiled.

I wake up after that whole dream running to my parents with the Deretium still in me and they exclaimed aweness at the site of it. My mom brings out a charge stand and i stand on it to charge (what?)

This dream was very long and there is actually a big chunk missing I can't remember. But anyways yeah unique old fashioned vivid non-lucid. Had to question if I was awake lol

Can anyone spot a common theme in my dreams from last nigh
Night of March 20th 2015. Bed from 22:00 to 06:00. Before going to sleep I asked my guardian angle/helping spirits/spirit guide and totem animals to review themselves to me in my dreams in a way I would recognize and understand.

Did not record first 2-4 dreams.

My mum had come up to the city to help me out with something. Towards the end of her visit she asked or I offered to accompany her while she drove out of the city or all the way to her home.
On the way out of the city she often asked for directions. What I felt she was really doing was abdicating responsibility for taking such and such a road or exit.
I then answered only once when asked by her which way she should go. This made her panic resulting in her driving down the wrong side of dual carriage way at night. I spotted this and told her she need to get off the road. She insisted she was going the right way until we were caught in the headlights of a large truck coming towards us. She curved and drove the wrong way up a slip road to get off the dual carriage way.
Next we found ourselves in a service station on the outskirts of the city. We'd stopped for something to eat.
While queuing up I noticed a person who had recently passed away standing in the queue. When I told my mum who I saw she said that was impossible as that person was dead. Then I thought is this what its like to see a ghost or spirit. e.g. 100% normal if you choose to believe other 'worlds' exist outside of the physical.
I then returned to my old mood asking mam if she would be able to drive home from here by herself or if she would like me to accompany her. She didn't answer so I told her I was going home and left.
Outside I just missed the first bus. Luckily another bus came quickly after this. Buses didn't stop unless people were at the bus stop waving them to do so. However buses did slow down at which point I called out to see if the bus was going to my town (where I no longer live but were I rent out my apartment). It was, stopped and I got on. The collector told me to go ahead when I offered to pay the fair because of my nationality.

My thoughts/attempt at interpretation:
I treat my mam like that in real life because a large part of me feels she does abdicate responsibility or rather I feel she did so in the past. Maybe its now time to acknowledge this and just accept her questions with the view that maybe if I adopt this approach she will come to see me as more relaxed and open.
As for the dead person apart from wanting to see a ghost! While I acknowledge the person gave me employment when I was young I felt they were nothing more than a slave driver.

03:00
I found myself at the gym having not been there for sometime either due to injury or because I had been attending to other higher priority stuff. I sensed that maybe in my job I was a police man.
Not sure where to start I lay on an inclined bench and picked up some loose weights that were there. I then put them behind at head level and straight up by straightening my arms. When I put them behind my head and tried to straighten my arms they rubbed off the wall. I thought they would fall off and then observed that there was nothing holding them onto the bar.
While lying on the bench an ex female president also attended the gym and took a spot to my right. She was surrounded by a few companions.
Next a gym attendant a middle aged woman who I felt knew my from before by the way she approached and asked “if I could help her”. I replied 'sure'. My 'sure' was how I would answer a friend or 'sure' in a genuine way, not in a 'sure, just let me put your request on my to do list and I'll get to it sometime'.
I accompanied her to her room/office/work station. She asked me if I had travelers cheques. I said 'of course'.

My thoughts/attempt at interpretation:
I never like police and at my age I won't be joining! In saying that I can sense what it would be like to be a guardian of order / justice but served with compassion.
As for the gym I don't use a gym but felt how good it feels to return to an old or totally new activity.
Regarding the travelers cheques I need to travel but at the moment I don't have any money. Perhaps had I been mindful enough in the dream I could have told the woman I don't have any but that I would like some.

In another dream I found myself on the road beside a fence behind which was a large factory or institution. All of a sudden a helicopter approached from behind and spotted a name on the tail. Brian Cox. Then the helicopter was blown violently backwards. It then proceeded to land safely. A group of children disembarked. They were on school project to move fish to a new location. They have a fish each. One fish I saw was a turbet.
When I saw this I became irate because I automatically assumed they have not consulted with the national fishing body responsible for maintaining eco policing.

My thoughts/attempt at interpretation:
When ever I think of the name Brian Cox I think of someone who attained a top job but who always flew under the radar – excuse the pun.
Regarding fishing, I like fishing and I do get angry when I think of how non native species are allowed to be introduced without any governance what so ever.

In my final dream it was morning and I was at work/in collage in a very large institution in the Netherlands. An communication was sent out that every worker/student would receive €31 in their next pay packet due to a surplus. Surplus was the result of over charging or business having been good. I wondered why the institution had not decided to reduce next years registration fee by this amount but then I thought maybe increasing moral in the present moment was more important.

My thoughts/attempt at interpretation:
I worked in the Netherlands as a general operative when I left school.
I need financial help at this time.

Shortly after I began trying to fall asleep, I noticed some specks in my vision. I imagined the specks being some suburbs at night and I imagined myself flying over them. I was now flying over the lights without a dream body. Gradually the lights converted to ocean waves. As I was flying closely over the ocean in the night, I noticed the sky was overcast which looked good for rain. I finally dove down into the ocean and glided closely along the ocean floor. Once I saw it drop down sharply to a depth of about 20 feet, I looked up, hoping to see rain on the surface. It was raining! It looked like rain falling on the windshield of a car. Satisfied that I completed my dare, I tried to transform into a dolphin. I began to swim very fast and could feel my body changing. I took time to observe my body and could see my tail, dorsal fin, and pectoral fins. I forgot to do the beak, though. After a bit more swimming, I woke up.

Another LD last night. So thankful to be past my dry spell. One thing I found interesting about this LD is that I stayed in the story. Usually once I become lucid I go off and start a new adventure. But this one has me kind of sucked in. And that made it a little fun and different.

Dream:

I was visiting my friend Jim. We had been out of touch for a while, so it felt nice to get to see him, and I was able to see his house for the first time. He was showing me around. It was a fairly small house. But then at one point I wandered away from him and suddenly found this spiral staircase that went up to a second story that was quite nice. What made it even more exciting was that there was a second level backyard as well. I climbed up and looked out into the yard. It had a ground cover of dichondra and was beautiful. Jim saw me looking and smiled like I had discovered one of his secrets.

Then we were in his lower backyard which was larger. He had planted several varieties of pumpkins. The vines all had many large pumpkins growing on them. Some were the traditional orange color. But there were others that were yellow and a beautiful dark purple color, which I had never seen before. As is typical, I pulled out my camera to take a few pictures. At one point I went back to check on the pictures I had taken. I can't remember exactly what is was, but there was a problem with the camera. At that moment I became instantly lucid.

I started flying straight up into the sky. I went slowly and could see down below. I saw Jim watching me leave. Part of me felt bad. I knew this was a dream, but I still felt connected to him, like he was real. And I felt he was sad watching me just go. But I knew I had to go on to do other things, so I tried to not notice him anymore.

I suddenly was having a little trouble with my flying. I felt all awkward. Then, for a moment, I saw myself in a 3rd person view. I was trying to fly "swimming style", but my stokes were uneven. I wasn't making much distance. So I flew back down to an alley next to Jim's yard. I tired to think of a Task of the Month that I hadn't done yet. I kicked myself a little for not thinking about them before I went to bed. My mind was blank. Then a thought occurred to me. I think one of the Tasks had to do with taking an object and destroying it with fire. I looked around for something to pick up. There were some pieces of metal laying around. I was about to pick one up, when I suddenly saw Jim come running toward me. I knew I shouldn't have left him behind. But at least he found me. I told him I was trying to do a task and destroy something.

I then said, "Watch this." I held out my hand and focused on it a bit. Suddenly I saw a small glowing white spark form at the end of my first finger. I concentrated a little harder and soon a shower of white sparks sprayed out from my finger. I showed off a bit by moving my finger all around in the air, like a little kid holding a sparkler on the 4th of July.

Then I grinned at him and sprayed the sparks on his cheek. I asked, "What do you think?". He grinned back but said, "Oww". I said, "No, that couldn't hurt." Then I said, "Check this out."

And I held out my hand so he could see it better. My whole hand was glowing a hot red, and around each fingernail there was a hot white glow. I felt a little heat, but nothing painful. At this point I concentrated and sparks flew out of each finger. I spun around spraying sparks everywhere.

Then suddenly there was a transition and we were back inside his house. I wanted to ask him a few questions about his life. Part of me thought, "Don't be silly. This is a dream. His answers will be your answers." But at the same time another part of me thought, "Yeah this is a dream--I will have much better insight."

So I sat down on the couch with him and asked what had happened with him and his wife. I knew they were no longer together, but I hadn't heard what happened. He told me that it had been really good at first, but that he had done something that he had regretted and lost her because of it. I then asked him what his plans for the future were. He then smiled at me and said, "First I'm going to do this. " And he leaned in and started kissing me. He then pulled back and asked it that was alright. I smiled and said, "No." But then I leaned in and kissed him back. Then I said, "Yes". And we continued kissing until I woke up.

I was at my fathers carpentry workshop. We were working on the wooden stairs. Suddenly he says:

- You can't be safe after the 23:00, and you can have some safety right after the 7:00

I ask him:

- What about the 3:00?

- That's the hour of Devil!

I went back to my home, and immediately lied down in my bed. I woke up at 3:00. It was rainy afternoon. I saw that my younger sister was cooking something. The atmosphere was somehow heavy. When the sister done cooking, I took a plate and a dish. I ate potatoes with some meat.

When I finished eating I went through the doorway and found myself a top of the talles building in some kind of tropical island. I climbed down some gambrel roofs, and I jumped down onto a building. It was on the outskirts of the city, and the way to a forest was nearby.

When I come closer to the edge of the rooftop, a zombie jumped out from behind the corner. I stayed on the roof, and watched as more of them appeared.

I found myself semi-lucid around my own house. I can remember flying around. I was fighting this fat DC who looked like Gluttony from Fullmetal Alchemist. I remember I was trying to mimic alchemy and convert the atoms in the ground into weapons, blades and rock pillars that would attack him.

At one point, I made a giant cannonball and covered it in spikes. This seemed to kill him. I think he vanished, and I realized that I was fighting. Then my alchemy powers stopped working but I was still able to fly around. I thought about flying to space, I saw the moon in the daytime sky and thought about going there. I remember thinking about how there was an old shared dreaming group who had a building there. I thought that I was supposed to be meeting with her (Dawneye11) in the shared dream there.

Just then the moon exploded. Bits of the moon flew outward, but the core of the moon remained, and became a black hole. Then, a gravity wave came out, first hitting the pieces of the moon and pulling them back in. It then hit the earth.

It felt like a really strong wind was pulling me toward the moon black hole. Houses and trees were pulled up and sucked in. I thought that I should try to escape the black hole. If I can't NBD, it's a lucid dream, and I'll see where it takes me.

I started flying away, but I wasn't going nearly fast enough and I was getting sucked in. I tried to go faster and managed to stop myself relative to the black hole. at one moment, however, I must have twitched my arm too fast because I woke up and moved my arm IWL.


-WBTB-

I was in my old high school with Manei. However, I was for some reason a ghost. (You know how for Halloween there is always that one person who goes as a bed-sheet ghost. Well, I was that ghost, but I wasn't a costume, I was just a bed-sheet.)

I remember at one point (though not very clearly) I was able to phase through walls. Manei was very impressed.

At some point, my ghostly bedhseet was replaced with a Victorian dress.

At the end of the dream there was this big wall of questions. It was something that my high school was doing in the dream. I remember reading one of the questions that somebody else had posted.

"Why do dentists write on our teeth with a dark blue crayon? Wouldn't dark green be on a better wavelength?

While I'm at it, how many dark blue crayons do they take away from small children who need them, after all it has been scientifically proven that little kids like the dark blue crayons?"

I looked through most of the other questions on the wall. Most of them were long and complex like that one, but I didn't bother to read all of them.

Manei said that she wanted to put a question on the wall. There was a bin of cards. She used some kind of power on it and it began rapidly cycling through a large number of words and phrases until it landed on one single word.

'why'

She posted that up in the middle of the wall.

"Why is a beautiful word because you can always ask 'why' something is the way it is. Sometimes you will arrive at an answer, and others you will not. But you can always keep asking questions. Why does this school exist? Why do I exist?"

"Why does this dream carry on even though the core message has already been conveyed?"

"Exactly."

I went back into semi-lucidity and we sat down in the back of the class that was sitting in the gym. One of the teachers was giving a presentation, but I paid no mind to what he/she was saying. I decided that this would be an opportunity to try blobularwindmils dare of drawing something and making it come to life. But somehow I remembered the dare wrong and thought that I was to draw something that was already alive.

I was looking at Manei trying to figure out how to start drawing her face. She looked over at me and gave me this big goofy smile. I told her to hold that pose for a moment. I lost the dream and woke up.

-WBTB-

Some weird nonlucid bits. I was a member of this tribe who live in a wasteland. I was looking out over our village that we were building. The dream was strangely very clear here.

I remember we were living in a sand gully. There were these huge gray mushroom structures all around. They were miles tall and clouds wrapped around their bases. It was a strange, alien world. I was considering starting a farm/garden to grow food for our people and had found a nice area of land next to the village.

Just then, like magic, the leader of our villiage approached me and asked me to do just that, start a farm and grow food for everyone. I told him I would get right on it.

...

The dream somehow gave way to a dream about this Star Wars game where you would create a team of Jedi with different skills and weaknesses and they would battle one another or other opponents.

In the game they were chasing this big cyborg guy through this space station.

...

I found myself fully lucid once more in the living room at my aunt and uncle's house. Manei was there in one of the chairs. She said something to me that I couldn't make out, like she was mumbling or something. I kept moving closer and ask her to repeat herself.

By the fourth or fifth time, I was practically leaning in her face. She had her headband on. Also, for some reason her hair was really shiny. Overall the experience of seeing her was vivd. (Much more than it had been in the last dream.) She just looked like a completely real person.

"I want to hear you call me 'Kitten'"

*tries not to laugh* "Okay, whatever you say, Kitten..."

"And your nickname can be Jaylen!"

"Why 'Jaylen'?"

"I don't hear you coming up with a better one."

"Why not 'Jade', like my Dreamviews profile name?"

*giggles* "Okay."

She then decided to give me a hug. I hugged her back and the dream blurred out and I woke up.

-WBTB-

Spoiler for Carry on at your own risk:

The fourth dream consisted of le sexytime. The clarity and sensation were terrible, and I can't remember much of anything.

I false awoke in a giant puddle of blood on my front lawn. I was naked, and I wondered were all the blood was coming from. Turns out my *ahem* manhood had been removed. I wasn't in any pain and I didn't really seem to care though.

I went inside and told my mom that this is why you shouldn't get sexy with dream characters.

3.20.15

Last night bed 9pm - 3:35am

DR
Lots of us DVers? are going on a plane ride. Plane is huge and ultra modern. Seats like in a theater, lots of white colors. I get off to change my clothes and go potty. Going by the cockpit noticing the door is closed and secured, no way to open it for unauthorized person.

Just remembered this one:
Walking on a dirt path, maybe 7 feet wide. Two girls just a step ahead of me. One of them is announcing snakes. But too late, when we are already on top of them. I tell them to look more ahead, not under the feet, so we can see them from distance, ffs. I look and I see some in a distance, so I know it can be done. All snakes we come up on are already dead. Clearly. Either head crushed, all dried up, or other lear sign of being dead for a while. But they were all different kinds and I see some cool details.

Remembered this one on my way to work:
We are in a building and feeling a lots of small tremors. Then there is a 6.8 in San Diego. I see it written on some sign.

20.03.2015

03/20/15 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

1. I wake up one morning after watching a trailer for the next Godzillia movie where there are two Godzillias, and think there's a tornado outside. My mom brushes it off and sure enough it disappears. We go to what I assume is our garrage to clean when suddnely a light comes from the sky and wraps around my brothers foot. We try to figure out what this means when more lights start coming from the sky.

#78
4 dreams on the first night
- sex scene
- running from armed men
- zombie chases me
-ex gf got assaulted by a stranger, I look after her, then me and my other friends go running through a mall

#79
2 dreams second night
- in the 'Wild', crazy cool. lots of interesting alien species
- go to a chefs kitchen, i get in the way, then i go to a beach, shit gets messy (literally)

Note: I typed up all these dreams then accidentally deleted them all, so screw writing them up again >_<

'The Wild' dream - tagged as memorable.

1 minute 40 second read.

Friday morning, 20 March 2015.

My Bee Lariat in La Crosse (arm and hand mobility)

Dream # 17,623-03.



Introductory knowledge:

Statue precursor: Augustus Ceaser. Statue precursors have occurred in all sleep cycles for over 50 years and correspond with my status of REM atonia (paralysis while sleeping throughout every dream each sleep cycle in healthy people). They do not typically remain in my dream’s narrative after they present but sometimes define the type of mobility that occurs. For example, the Augustus Ceaser statue’s position implies defining an invisible lariat as in my dream’s outcome. A person might also misperceive it as a man with a bedsheet wrapped around his waist, confirming an additional lucidness factor of being undressed while sleeping.

The lucidness factors include vestibular-motor phasing with practicing hand and arm mobility and recognition of imagination while undressed in sleep. Spinning or attempting to spin something is a natural dynamic of vestibular-motor phasing. These attributes are neither “non-lucid” dreaming nor “lucid dreaming,” both misnomers.

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Dream narrative:

I am in the Loomis Street house’s backyard, where Marilyn is also present at one point. The setting’s essence implies an hour before sunrise.

The backyard is full of plants of minimal height. They are yellow carnations or marigolds. I am eventually aware of a swarm of bees attracted to them. At first, I consider they might sting Marilyn and me, but my concern becomes minimal.

I believe I can control air currents. I raise my right arm and hold up my index finger (pointing upward), rotating it in a counterclockwise circular pattern as if defining an invisible lariat. The bees gather into a rotating torus above me, turning counterclockwise. Any bee still on a flower is forced into this pattern.

I contemplate how bees that produce honey benefit people, so I allow some bees to navigate individual air currents to gather nectar. (This standpoint may not have been the case if the flowers had not been yellow.)

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Virtual amnesia results in my dream self not recalling that I have not lived in America since February 1994 or that Marilyn died in 2014.

Failure to think and contrived convenience for vestibular-motor phasing: My dream self does not rationalize that we could go into the house to avoid the bees.

Compartmentalized lucidness factors, virtual amnesia, and the failure to feasibly think are all caused by responding to dream state dynamics as a result of REM sleep, revealing there is no such thing as “dream interpretation” when correctly recognizing and understanding causality.

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I'm starting to get over my illness. My recall really stepped it up.

Campus Emergency

Something weird was happening. For one reason or another, every building on the college campus was closing up. It was nighttime and I was outside. I think it was because of a gas leak or somebody had an infectious disease and they needed to quarantine off the campus.

...or something.

I remember that I met up with this girl who felt familiar. I had the vague inkling that this was a dream but that I knew the girl IWL. (I have never seen the girl before in my life). She was really short and kind of chubby with long black hair.

She wanted my help going back to her dorm or my dorm or something. (First dream of the night, cut me some slack, I don't remember the plot or flow of events particularly well.) I remember going to one of the dorm buildings and having it replaced with a concrete frame of the building. We were able to navigate the stairs but there were no windows or doors or carpets or anything. I think it might have been the dorm building that I am normally living in, but then replaced with another dorm building, the one that the girl was living in.

She said that she was hungry. I told her we would find a food place. We walked around the campus, that was in a complete disarray and not arranged in any way like it was IWL. There were emergency vehicles everywhere and personnel were asking students to please remain calm. I couldn't see any fire or any sort of disaster. All of the food places on campus were closed too.

She had family/friends involved in whatever invisible campus emergency was going on, and asked if she could hold my hand at one point.

The only things that I had on me were my phone, keys and wallet. (IWL, I generally carry snacks around campus in my backpack.) I figured that since there was a big emergency, (I remember hearing in the dream that classes were going to be cancelled for awhile.)

I eventually decided that the only thing to do was to take her to my parents house. The two of us started talking and we were walking to my car. She pointed out the moon to me.

The moon was full and had 'Deal With It' sunglasses on...



Two-Path Beach Dream

I was going to the beach with my family. My grandparents were there and they were nagging me about not putting on sunscreen. I for some reason (even though I was nonlucid or only had a vague inkling that I was dreaming) said to them that it was okay that I wasn't wearing sunscreen since I was lucid dreaming, and they accepted that.

There was something to do with this guy who flew a model airplane that was the size of a real airplane and it also hit members of our family. He got in big trouble and they decided to punish him by taking him to this little sand island that was about five hundred feet offshore and making him have a time-out there.

I remember digging a hole in the sand with my hands at one point. The sand at this beach was very clay-like and mold-able. (The kind that my inner child knew that was perfect for making sand castles). I remember thinking to myself that playing in the sand is sort of a kids thing and that I should stop, but my weird semi-lucid state said that it was okay because it would be over soon and I should enjoy it while it lasts.

Path #1.

The dream took a dark turn. The sky was dark grey and white at the horizon and there were multiple suns on the horizon. They went upwards in a vertical line to about 45 degrees decreasing in size and brightness as they went up. The ground was made of an odd mirror like subsistence.

I was told that I was going to be trapped in the dream and going on a journey with a few other people. We were going to be trapped there for a very long time and needed a food supply. The only food we had was a huge glass box full of chocolate chips.

I suddenly began to feel every sick to my stomach and felt as if I had only eaten chocolate for a long time and desperately craved something else, and became semi-awake or something.

Path #2

I was on the beach still. Manei was there sleeping on a beach towel. She got up off of it and started talking to me. For some reason I was really drawn to the pattern on her beach towel.



I got teleported to my grandparent's house. I was sitting on the swing in the backyard. I felt like I was a little kid again. Manei manifested said something about wishing that I had more than one dream guide, and so she decided to split herself. She said that since she was 19, each new guide would be half her age.

She disappeared and two younger versions of her appeared side by side. One of them said that she was 9 and the other was 10. The older one was ever so slightly taller. The younger one said that this was her older sister.

9:"How much older than me are you?"

10:"One year?"

9:"I though it was more like a million bazillion years!"

Me "oh, god, please no! I hate it when there's twins and you can't tell them apart!"

The two twins disappeared and then Manei reappeared. She explained that she couldn't split her age into fractions and make two 9 and 1/2 year old twins since you can't divide whole numbers. She said that splitting herself was no fun since she didn't know how to do it properly and would just wind up with duplicates of herself.

I lost the dream.

One Manei is more than enough for me, thank you!


Clockwork by Rodely Radrick

I was reading a novel (but it was animated in the style of a Disney movie.) It was called 'Clockwork' by an author named Rodely Radrick. I know that I was semi lucid in this dream as well because I remember that I was trying to remember things about it so that I could write about them.

The story was pretty short. Alien ships would swoop down attacked and bombed world with plasma bombs. I remember seeing the attack, they cut down a city with a slow moving ship just cutting the city down like a lawnmower going back and fourth.

Only one boy survived since he hid in a cave. He for some reason had a clock in his face. His nose was the middle of the clock and clock hands would go around his face. He had roman numerals tattooed on his face.

When he found out he was the last boy on earth he became really greedy and began stealing all of the most valuable objects on the planet. He eventually made friends with a black and white cat in a ninja/theif outfit that could talk and acted as a mother figure and a robot spider with a ray cannon that caused plants to grow. (This Rodely Radrick guy was either really creative or a stoner.)

One day, the main character found a little game-boy type device and started playing a game on it. The game was like a more cartoony version of Halo. You played as these gray space marine cyborgs with rifles fighting alien brain monsters. Supposedly these were the aliens that had actually attacked earth in the story.

He was really good at the game. I remember him being on this planet where the sky was green and there were all of these stars. The surface of the planet was quicksand that rose and fell in waves, but there were purple rocks that the space cyborgs could jump on.

Upon beating the game, he learned the truth. The governments had made a pact with the aliens to preform a social experiment on humankind, and the richest people fled onto the dark side of the moon and lived with the aliens. The aliens wanted to judge human society by killing everyone and seeing, if left alone, what a lone human would do.

The war between the humans and the aliens had actually happened on a far away planet two decades ago. The humans used robots to fight so that they wouldn't have to cover up casualties. The game that the boy played was based off the real war between the humans and the brain monster aliens.

The main character then realized that he had to return all of the stuff he had taken or do something good with it to prove the aliens and government that he was good. But the clock hands on his face started spinning really fast and distracted him.

It cut back to the game that he started playing again. This made the clock hands stop spinning. I remember looking at the green sky with all the stars and thinking it looked familiar. I lost the dream and woke up.

My Dad and Aunty Karen sitting together, we see a little 3 year old girl self-assured. She says some sort of proclamation that is very cute before running away. Dad says,
"Do you know who she reminds me of?"
And Aunty Karen nods her head before saying, "Erika, in '93."
I get the sense that Erika, who is my younger sister, did something or said something during this year, that had a foreshadowing effect to the about the unadulterated success she would have in her future.

I wake up and ask my dad about it

He said there was one time in Montreal that stood out a bit. It was when my older cousin EJ was trying to get my brother Chris (older than Erika) to play and he did not want to at the time. EJ was persistent and started tugging on Chris's arm. Erika who was about 4 (in '93)at the time intervened by putting her arm protectively in front of Chris and said "He said he didn't want to play" very assertively which shocked everyone in the room because she was usually so timid in public.
My little sister, who remained quiet for most of her childhood, is now a very successful, adventurous business accountant who handles millions of dollars daily. And yes she is happy, self-assured and very assertive.

I was with my sister walking down the street. Afternoon, or at least daytime. The place reminds me of downtown Bacolod or central market, or even that market near West Negros. We were looking for a place to go. We went through the market area. It's a long-distance walk, which I chose instead of taking a jeep. I felt like my sister was about the complain but seems she's fine.

I am trying to suck up the good (yellow) people (angels?) in a machine and I'm trying to repel the bad (pink) people. We are playing softball and one of my sisters says I'm terrible (I am) and the other team has won many tournaments so I'm not that worried about it. We live in a stilt house sticking out of the water. I don't believe these people in the house killed a man because they didn't have time to get rid of a body. I was dating someone and he left and I didn't care. W H A T?

-Puppies all over the floor. I was helping my sister and nephew choose a new companion for their dog.But the dog was very small again and so were the puppies on the floor.

-A older woman with blonde hair and bluish/greenish eyes was suppose to be helping me by watching my parakeets. But instead I found her washing something in the bathroom as my parakeets were drowning in soapy water. This made me very upset. I held my parakeets one by one,rinsed them off and ran to the cage and put them inside.(For some reason i had 3 parakeets instead of 2)As I was doing this i was yelling at the lady. She even showed me how she was holding a parakeet and was about to kill or torture it.(Somehow after that we ended up in the kitchen)

I punched her in the face but she did not budge and laughed at me. Than i tried punching her over and over again and nothing worked. She told me to try punching her in the chest if i wanted to kill her. I thought about how i would never do such a thing. I only wanted to punch her in the face. I tried and hit her but it didn't hurt her. The dream started to fade into another scene. Where it seemed like i was in a cartoon movie with another kid trying to find a retired super hero or a hideout.

-...There is suppose to be another dream fragment but i forgot what it was...Oh yeah! I remember now. I was eating a lot of red velvet cake from a bakery. My cousins wanted some and i think i shared some.....or maybe not. ^^"