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Really not sure where these two dreams fit in with each other, but they're all I can remember from last night

In the first dream I'm in my friend Moo's room from his old house. In my mind we're in his dorm room in college. But anyways in real life I get drug tested for marijuana because I got in trouble with it, so in the dream when a bong is passed to me I pass it right along. Moo then takes out a syringe and I ask "is that heroin?" and he says "yes" then shoots some into his arm. I turn around to look somewhere when he pokes me with the needle, so now I'm "high" off of heroin. I've never done heroin so all I can really base feeling high off of is through weed, so that's what feel like in the dream. Moo asks me if I feel anything but I just sort of brush off the question as my eye sight becomes very blurry and wobbly. All of the sudden I'm outside in a very open backyard with a bunch of small dogs. These dogs are wrestling and running around as my point of view is right above them. Then I can feel my body as I'm laying on my back in the backyard. Moo and someone who I believe to be his dad are standing over top of me asking if I'm alright but I'm non responsive.

The second dream had some other part to it, but this is when I start to recall it. I'm standing with a large group of people in a wooded area. This thing in front of me sort of looks like a log flume but with cars. It's a path that starts as a bridge over some lake but then goes up over a hill. The path is full of water and has railings on both sides to keep cars from falling out. Someone makes a joke about how I can't drive my car since in real life I can't drive until February. So I forget that comment and jump in the log flume and then start to walk on the railing. I don't know what happened right after that but then I'm in a group of people in a very gray area. I think it was raining but I just remember making a joke and having these like 10 people laughing at it, and I remember famous artist Imani Blair was there too.

11-19-2012 -- Can't remember the earlier bits of this, but there was a lot more before this. By the point I can barely start remembering things, I think I am in a swimming pool, half swimming, half just having fun. At first I think I'm Harry Potter, swimming with Hermione as a form of training, but as it continues, it becomes much more a military thing, swimming laps. At first we were almost alone, but moment by moment there are more people here, and soon I have just one tiny 'lane' in which to swim, surrounded by other people who are annoyed at me and think I'm in the way.

Soon I find myself running across a large city (or even world) that somehow feels very like Runescape, even if it doesn't look much like it. It almost seems like I am running through a game world, looking for portals that lead to where I want to go. The third one leads to a section of the world that is very Polynesian, a very definite tropical island theme, that feels like a cross between Ape Atoll and something out of the Polynesian Resort at Disney World. I've gone there to confront some game characters or something, and I think I have finished what I need to do, so I have been leaving that area again. I soon find myself on a paddle wheeler such as the Mark Twain, and am on the middle deck, surrounded by a bunch of Polynesian dancers who are chanting and waving torches around in some sort of ritual.

I am on my knees trying to start a fire with a bit of flint, using a bit of root that somehow seems kind of connected to an instrument being played by one of the dancers as kindling, but I'm not managing to get very far. I finally manage to catch a tiny spark, and try to gently blow it into a flame, but it almost immediately goes out, so I have to try again ... and again. It very much feels like some sort of odd Runescape quest, and suddenly I find Dave DuFour is next to me, trying to help me. He isn't very impressed with me, and thinks I'm not supposed to be a part of this ritual, and I am getting it completely wrong. He's helping me gather together six ingredients, including a couple of potions, and trying to get us set up for the right ritual. But as the chanting and dancing and fire juggling goes on, discover he isn't supposed to be a part of the ritual, either ... though he is closer than I am. We finally just drink our Gnome-style fruit drinks, and watch the dancers do their ritual.

Soon the Mark Twain has turned to a cross between a barge, a train, and walking along the street, and we are passing several of the portals we previously travelled through. I find myself talking with Veronica (Aj) while passing a building with lots of little storage cubbyholes that somehow contain (among other things) the Nina, Pinta, and Santa Maria. There's also a hint of lots of other old things, though many may be petrified. I start to climb around the building, which is turning into more of an old church. I'm crawling through old wooden passageways, and somehow I break something.

I then glance up at an alter above me, and staring down at me is this horrible creature. It seems like a cross between a Fembot (Bionic Woman), and one of the clockwork figures from the Doctor Who story The Girl in the Fireplace, wearing a Guy Fawkes mask. The voice is a sort of a cross between a Cyberman, a Dalek, and Davros, except somehow female. The thing is staring down at me, threatening me, and its hand drops away like an Auton. But instead of firing some sort of laser, it is trying to drip some sort of slimy green gunk on me. I dodge out of the way and start running. She continues chasing me, occasionally squirting the green slime at me, but thankfully whatever she is, she isn't very fast, so I can put some distance between us.

I soon find myself running around the upper floors of the ancient church, along with Hermione, the Doctor, and more characters from the Harry Potter books, except we're all little kids, around the ages of four or five, including the Doctor. We end up hiding in a nursery for a while, and eventually come to the conclusion we need to find some way to face this thing. So we return lower in the building, which is now a cross between a large church and a huge library, with book shelves all over the place on multiple levels. We find ourselves swinging between levels on ropes, while the robot thing is still chasing us, squirting stuff at us, but its getting less scary and more adventurous.

[Can't remember any details, and it might not be a real past dream, but by the end it was feeling like it tied back into another dream from a year or two ago that involved chasing through a huge library-like house fighting something, but without the Harry Potter or Doctor Who characters.]

11-19-2012 -- I'm walking in to Ron Dockery's house (past roommate) and he's in the living room with a large bowl-like cup he's mixing stuff in. He has me adding some carbonated soda to the mixture, possibly while passing it through an electrical current. It's filling up right to edge of the bowl, and he thinks it is going to blow, but so far, at least, it doesn't. Can't remember why or how, but there is a sense of Runescape at this point. I pour a little more soda in, and at this point the mixure is bowing just slightly above the top of the bowl, still held in place by surface tension, yet slightly quivering from all the energy contained. At this point we're really surprised it hasn't blown, yet.

Soon a friend of Ron's walks in. He's hoping she is eventually going to be his girlfriend, and it seems the chances are good. She turns out to be Shirley Feeney from Laverne and Shirley. The house is a large one, and for some reason there are lots of kids living here. It is past bed time, which means it is required that all the kids are in their bedrooms. It is up to them, however, if they ever bother to actually sleep or not. By this point we're upstairs in a sort of den-like room, and I am around a corner from Ron and Shirley. I am pretty sure they have a quickie while I am around the corner, and for some reason I am trying to spy on them.

But soon there's no chance of that, because the kids are everywhere, and not in their rooms as they are supposed to be. It turns out there are so many kids around because Shirley watches them for the government, who kidnaps them from their parents. It turns out they have weird, detailed dreams, and for some reason these dreams are considered evil, so they are held here. This is really scaring me, because the kinds of dreams and the details of what are considered evil about them actually match up pretty closely with the kinds of dreams I have. Shirley tries to explain to me that it is OK for me as a middle-aged man to have dreams about sex, or even for a teenager, but there is something wrong when kids who are four or five are having the same kinds of dreams, and while I am still very nervous about it all, I can admit there may be something to that.

I'm not sure how the shift occurs, since I ran out of room on the paper to write more down, but in some way connected to all this government kidnapping and dream-related stuff, I soon find myself floating above a circular lake that seems very reminiscent of the avatar fountain in the Runescape clan citadels. I'm just kind of floating there drifting like one of the avatars, except I am myself, and the large circular lake is surrounded by huge skyscraper-like buildings on all sides. I'm hoarse, and have my voice problem, but I am somehow projecting my voice all around the city, anyway.

I explain that I have both the right and the power to do so, so I have claimed the throne of the city and named myself ruler. Nobody likes this, and people are starting to shout out complaints about this, but I don't really care. On the shore to the northeast is a figure that seems to be out of the movie Tron, with his suit glowing with light, except it is in green, instead of blue. He fires some sort of ray gun at me, but I block the green burst of laser fire with my hand. Unlike what it should do, it doesn't hurt me or assimilate me, or put me under his control or anything ... he simply doesn't have enough power to do anything to me. I'm powerful enough to back up my claim.

Soon I walk in to the city, heading east. I soon find myself in curved hallways that remind me of a space station like B5 or DS9, and the look is kind of going animated, half between regular animation and computer animation. I find myself facing an old soldier with short-cropped whitish-silver hair. His uniform is all in pink (as opposed to the green of the guy earlier) and I think it is nothing more than a different color to represent a different team. His body shape looks exactly like the old guy from Pixar's Up. He makes to attack me, and I first warn him, then take his gun away from him, and he's rather bummed that he can't take me. By this point, it has a strong feeling of a sort of Wreck-It Ralph feel to everything, like a cross-over world between lots of forms of animation and lots of video games.

Soon I find myself driving out of the city in a very wild cartoon fashion, as well as in a very wild cartoon vehicle. Strong hints of the Roger Rabbit paddy wagon vehicle the weasels drove in the movie, except I'm driving it, instead. I'm flashing down a tunnel, and one opponent who seems kind of Plasticman or Mr Fantastic-like has spread across the entire tunnel, but I plow right through him. Others are on the roof of the tunnel, trying to drop on my vehicle as I pass, but they get the timing wrong. A couple drop too soon, and have to dive out of the way of my vehicle. The rest wait too long, and hit the road behind me (pancaking), having to dive out of the way of other traffic following.

As we make it out of the tunnel, and into a more open area, I am swerving all over the place like a crazy man, and like in a cartoon, the road is shifting under me, flying out to the sides, and bunching up under the force of my tires. I'm now running down a hillside that feels like it is from the movie Nightmare Before Christmas, leaving Halloweentown and approaching another world. My car that has been very pumpkin-themed, and has half been being driven by a pumpkin figure is now shifting, and all the Halloween decor is trying to fly off in all directions as the theme changes. I'm not willing to let it go, so I grab the pumpkin / driver figure and hold on to him. I manage to keep hold of him, but he changes, and is now a bobblehead Einstein figure, instead, but he's still driving for me.

We're now in a lego car, driving through a massive lego city like the kind they build in the various Legoland parks, and I ask him if he'll continue to drive for me. He asks me why, and I try to tell him, but somehow I find I just can't get the words out. Something is constraining me, not letting me explain. I try to force the words out, and it is something about I have to rescue my lady love, whatever world they happen to be holding her in. I'm pretty sure he agrees to help. We're tiny figures in this huge Lego city, but it is all built on a huge table in this room with small offices lining the walls, and as we are talking and driving at high speed, one of the office doors opens, and the Shirley Feeney character walks out, thousands of times bigger than me, since I'm now the size of a Lego figure.

I experienced some challenges in this LD and, sad to say, I didn't exactly pass with flying colors. I need to be confident with producing a light source and finding my way out when I'm lost in some building. I wish I'd remembered darknightedlady's observation that "Exit" signs seem to work well for me in navigation. They're a reliable tool for me and I need to keep them in mind.

Not my best work, but I very much enjoyed the exploratory romp anyway!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #37: Hotel California

I'm business partners with my good friend "Leroy", and we ride a bus to a conference at some sunny resort. We pass by a nice pool complex on our way in, and many DCs are soaking up the sun poolside. I recognize MS, a friend from high school, but she disappears into the crowd as we draw closer.



Leroy and I walk through the hotel entrance and move toward the elevator. There are smashed eggs all over the floor in front of the elevator door, and I say, "[Leroy], I'm tired of walking on eggshells around you." Two things dawn on me: a) That joke was terrible and b) This is all a dream.

Leroy has disappeared, but momentum still has me reaching for the elevator button. I stop when I see that the elevator only goes down. I remember that I'm trying to either witness the Trinity test or relive the Apollo 11 mission. Neither of those are likely to be in the basement, so I start looking for a way out.

I turn toward the hotel entrance and see that it has been replaced by a solid, slightly reflective metal plate. I try to phase through it the way I do with glass, but it feels totally solid. Unwelcome anxiety starts to creep in and I set off down a nearby hallway, hoping for an easy exit. A set of double doors at the end of the hallway takes me into a tunnel that's built of concrete blocks. I feel like I'm descending in spite of my best wishes. There's a door further down the hallway but it's one way and offers no handle.

I step through an open doorway into a dimly lit room. An unseen door closes gently behind me and now there's barely enough light to see. I hold my hands out, saying "Illuminate!" Nothing. "Illuuuuuuuuminate!" I squall, but nothing happens. Fear is growing in me, a helpless sense that there's no way out of this hotel. I try to shake that off, instead imagining that there's light coming from an unseen side tunnel... yes, I see it now.



I start crawling through this new tunnel on hands and knees, but it becomes a tighter and tighter squeeze as I move forward. There's light ahead of me, though, and I shimmy desperately forward. Anxiety begins to slip out of my control and I'm soon awake.

Dream 1: Wedding Shopping
Me And my family we are at other city (Islamabad) at my father's in law house for wedding shopping. We all went to Rawal Lake (Park) to have some fun and we spent whole day there. Then we decided to came back to Home but my younger brother and sister were not agreed. I am offering them icecream so they follow me. And Now they are happy and ready to pack up.

Dream 2: Net Cafe
Me and my brother Farhad we are at Hafizabad at net cafe and trying to take out a print from a computer. But System is doing some problem. Farhad my brother complaining to owner and changing his pc. But I still operating same system.

Dream 3: Beggar
I am sleeping at footpath in full Cold. Footpath is highly dirty with mud. My family and my one friend is also with me. Now I wake up by morning and trying to find some breakfast. I found egg, slice now we are doing breakfast while sitting on footpath.

epic proportions



It is the end of the world. and zombies have taken over the world. People are floodings through the street being litterally eaten alive. I think i am in some soft of hotel. I can hear people screaming and have heard letters of those who have survived, Aparently in order to escape you have to follow al the sighns written and the walls and avoid seeing any hands poping out of the walls. if you see any hands popening out you are dead.


i have seen hundred of people make there runs to safety, but the majority is eaten alive. they sucked through the walls and carried away from life. the time comes when it is time for me to make my run. The night before i am at church with Hayley. We have a blanket over eachother and are just sitting there talking. I thin about my family..not just my current one but my future one, what will become?

I wake up and am alone. (not in the real world but in the dream) lights are flickering and static everywhere. the building is falling appart. Across the halway i see a horde of zombies chasins a group of people into a dead end. They are not so luckey and there heads are chewed off. ISomthing touches my arm, it is a hand, I run. DOwn the halway to the right. I follow the sighns but it is hard to see them in the flickering lights and darkness. Fear takes over my body and i am no longer there, i am just running. i wonder for a moment how people made those sighns in the first place.

I enter a long hallway and all the lights are one. the sighins are all blank. i hear a pshhhhhhhhhh sound and out pops one hand from the all. i run, zombies run toward me, another hand pops from the wall, another, another, another, until there is nothing but hands on the wall reaching for me and zombies running at me. I stop running. Give in, fall into the wal..



Back to concioussness. I am at my school with mR. Sullivan. There is boxes of pizza and i start thinking about how people get food in the midst of a zombie apoccalyspe, let alone totos pizza. i go into the room and desks are scattered all over, i almost expect him to be teaching class. there are only 6 other surivors in the room. he asks me if i brought king richard II. I say no and he admonishes me. I laugh sarcastically and was like "yea that was not the 1st thing on my mind when was trying to escape from the zombies. then it dawns on me, i didnt escape, i was killed.. then why am i alive still. i raise my hand and ask mr. sullivan. he says all the questions be answered eventually

I leave the school and start thinking about hayley. how will i contact her? is she alive? i have no phone, dont know where I am, don't know how im still alive and am extremly distraight. Luckily i run into some family. My mom is over joyed to see me and so is my dad, though mell is not as excited. than i notice that we are all wearing blank purple shirts. before i can ask why, i turn to my suprise and see hayleys brother jake. it is not the current version but perhaps a younger and more innocent Jake. We begin talking, what about i have no idea, but i remember wanting to talk to him more, and not being able to reach[ that deeper level of conversation. Eventually my family with jake who is know apparently my brother are caught in thee midst of this huge parking lot. thousands of people are there in all different colored shirts.

Than i see hayley walking along in a blue shirt with her family. I scream her name out loud "Hayley HAYLEY HAYLEY: but she does not answer. I look at the ground and see acorns. I begin pelting her with acorns. She touches her hand to her head in pain but still looks very confused. I feel bad for throwing them at the same time find it kind of funny. she is walking with her friend and i keep throwing them and eventually she sees where the coming from and walks towards me. She says hello as if she is talking to a mirror. jake turns to me "she cant hear you, you have to have on a blue shirt. he takes off his shirt, and becomes a hollogram. He starts talking to the girls and mentions me to hayley. She jumps in excitment. And then he tells hayles friend to take offf her shirt, he taps me to do the same, then he instructs me to trade with her. I put on the blue shirt, and she puts on the purple shirt. her and jake go skipping off into the crowd and hayley can now see me.


she jumps into my arms. We both cry and she says she though she had lost me. As we walk away, i realize nothing matters anymore. sure the world is destroyed and the zombies nad have killed most of the population, but now im with her. I laugh and send her funny face bok images through my mind but she gets mad and replies "is this really the appropriate time for that" i send her another picture in return. she laughs. I feel warm again. the fear has melted away.

we both return to my house and no one is ther. it is our house now. i am happy again, i ask her if she wants to spend her life together she says yess. we snuggle and fall asleep
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i wake up again (still dreaming) and am in the bed hayley still asleep and into my living room and carlo and all his nephews are there. his 5 nephers are my age and we chat and then hayley comes into the room, they all stop talking to me and start talking to her. "can we have ur picture" they ask, she smiles for the camera."one more this time turn around" she puts her hands on my kitchen pantry and sticks her ass in the air, they take a picture . i grab the camera from them and see hte pic of her ass, i break the phone in half and tell theme to get the fuck out. i am extremly jealous. \\

I walk across the street minutes later and see carlos decorating his house. with a knife in hand i ask "where are your nephews" he says upstaairs and asks why. i tell him i plan to kill each one of them, cut their throats. to my suprise he laughs. "ooo are eu jealous. matt, they live the same life every day. while you have found your love and each day is filed with excitment and somthing new, these guys sit u stairs and smoke weed. thats alls they do everyday, cut there blunts open with a knife like yours and just sit up stairs andget high. they text guys not girls, girls dont want them" i turn around and am humbled. i see susie decorating and sit next to her and chat . the Tv is advertising hotels like the marriot royal for 9.99 Yes if you are alive come stay here. I laugh


I sort of lose conciousnes and wake up on a really tall tower outside overlooking the city. hayley comes out into the night and looks sad. she hands me a piece of paper and says here is your vest back. i am confused. and ask whats wrong :"i have to tell you something she say sullenly" but before she can explain, and indian kid comes outside and she brightens up and starts taling to him about a higher power moment. I wonder about what she wants to tell me,,,,,,i look out towards teh city, this must be a dream, i think. i wake up, half not wanting to take up because i want to know wha hayley said

This dream was most likely the most interesting non-lucid dream I’ve had. I don’t remember exactly how it started, but I believe I was Jet Li in a new movie or something.

There was a fighting tournament going on. It started with Military fighting first, and it was a very long tournament phase. Next, I believe I went to my house which was supposed to be my grandpa’s house. It was like the dental clinic I went to with some extra halls within it. I remember seeing a bunch of food on a table. This is when, I think, I got very hungry. I strived to find some food, and ran miles upon miles to find a store. I finally found a little old village (or something like it) and Jackie Chan started tapping my shoulder as to get my attention. We had an epic battle and he started to use some form of fighting other than Wu Shu (I remember my teacher IRL saying “What kind of style is that?!”) and defeated me. I said that I would have beaten him if he hadn’t changed his style. He told me to go home and I said “Very well then, I’ll go back home”. This phrase was said not just because I was hungry, but most definitely because I forgot some other small points in the dream that were important that lead to this loss.

On the way home, I started to slowly wake up but I didn’t want this to end. I started running home at ridiculously fast speed and I said some phrases that kind of went like this: “I’m now going back to my grandpa’s home. I’m ditching my son that lived where I’m leaving.” And then my brother told me to wake up, I ignored him. He said it again, and I woke up.

I really need to start updating my dream journal more often again... and stop being lazy about it because I'm only bothering to write down the LD I had last night and not all the other dreams from last night. >.>

Okay, so I was in this small movie theater with my family. I recognized one scene as being in a familiar location from an earlier dream that night (unfortunately, I can't remember that dream now, but I do remember it was from another dream I actually did have) and exclaimed that I recognized it from the dream I had last night. This seemed like a bit much of a coincidence, considering it was a place I'd never seen before, so I did a quick RC and counted six fingers.

"I'm dreaming!" I exclaimed. "Now, what was the task of the month... I have to-" I was about to say I had to make it snow, but I noticed that my vision was turning black-and-white. "Make everything in color!" I shouted out to the dream instead. Suddenly, everything was back in color again.

Someone (can't remember who) asked what I meant by that (or something along the lines of that), so I began to explain. Unfortunately, I was already waking up by that point. "You see, when you're lucid-" I was about to say that it's harder to keep a dream stable when you're lucid, but I realized the dream had already ended.

I was up with my partner when he couldn't sleep. We stayed awake between 12:30 am and 3 am (yikes, that sucks since he had to get up at 6 am for work, but since I'm unemployed at the moment, I saw no reason to waste time in bed while he was up struggling). While we were awake we edited his latest recording for the upcoming album, tweaked the flange and room effects and equalized the bass. Then about 3:10 I crawled back in bed, he followed within 5 minutes and I fell asleep before he did. The alarm started going off at 5:30, so the dream I remember must have taken place between 5 am-5:30 am.

I remember teeth pulling. I don;t know if I was pulling my own teeth, or if something else was pulling them, but whatever the case, no teeth were removed, it was just the painless sensation of them being pulled or tugged against. I remember thinking No, you are not taking my teeth. I demanded a release. Dream then changed and I was floating in a sea of pink and yellow colors, orange and gold. I knew I was being "woken up" while in the dream. I knew I was dreaming because in this floating pink sea of awakening, I didn't care for a cigarette. I remember discussing the idea of teaching dream interpretation with someone, but I didn't see who it was. I didn't need to, not knowing who the being was didn't bother me. As I backed away from that dream, I went "through" a void in order to wake up, where I passed by a scaly, old face that was very close to mine, and I called on the shield of white light to protect me as I made my way through this dark area. Then I woke up, I remember wanting a cigarette.

Went to sleep about 1:45am after watching some videos on DILD techniques and reading some wikis.

Dreamt I got stabbed in the throat by this like female assassin/ninja with a really thin slightly curved blade. For some reason I wasn't scared or in pain I must have known it was just a dream.

Dreamt I was in this band a mix of guys & girls. Wasn't clear who played what though. We had a gig somewhere & we were hanging out under this canal bridge & had left some shoes & stuff there. Drove to the gig but I'd left something important under the bridge & had to go back alone to get it as they wouldn't let me in even though I said I was with the band.
I was worried about going under this bridge in view of some chavs hanging out near by as they looked like trouble so I sort of snook down there & got what I needed & went back. Unfortunately it was too late & the gig must have been cancelled & the band descended into chaos with some of the girls smoking crack! Can't remember much else.

Woke about 6:30am to turn heating off then fell back asleep

After all this unpleasantness the dreams ended on a positive with me being with this girl getting Ice-cream from somewhere. She was getting strawberry & I decided on apple even though I'm sure they don't do apple ice cream, but they should! The lady serving us poured some apple sauce over my ice cream so goes to show ice cream makes everything better even in dreams!

Woke up normally about 10:30am

I had a lucid dream, I was in a field in the summer and I kept telling myself 'I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming' so I wouldn't forget, then I wanted to find you ( T ) so I thought of the snowy field I walk across to get to yours and everything faded into blackness then turned around and you were there wearing a winter hat and I realized the field had appeared again but all wintery and I hugged you and said I'm dreaming but you didn't say anything just smiled.

So last night i woke up for about 10 minutes due to heavy wind.. then i fell asleep and got into a nightmare.

I was on a parking lot with scary vampires, and immediately i knew i was dreaming already because of the feeling.. and before i did a reality check i woke myself up because i didn't want to continue...

I show up in the wrong dress. and then I can't find my shoes that I just took off. It is easy to get to the East Coast from the West Coast - you just go through the kitchen. There is a boy I don't recognize, but I know him. I think he is sort of my boyfriend. He is trying to help me find my clothes and came to the show to support me. Very sweet boy. Something about hot dogs and hanging out later watching some games. Some of the old theatre regulars are there. Stevie Jo is all in white. What show is this? Supposed to be 80's.

Well, there you have it - Bi-Coastal theatre through a kitchen.

When I lost my shoes that should have been a trigger to recognize I'm dreaming. I've really been slacking lately.

No recall.

[I definitely woke up in the middle of a dream, but after waking up I almost immediately started thinking about other things, like how I only had about twenty minutes this morning to shower and eat breakfast. So naturally I don't remember the dream itself at all.]

The day before this dream I was sick, with a temperature that rose to 99.7 from my normal temperature of 97, then dropped to 95. I couldn't sleep the night before or during the day. I finally was able to sleep at around 5 am, but only for an hour. I think the dream lasted the whole hour, but it felt like a year.

There was a murderer named Tom Tiddlediddle who ate peoples heads. The police couldn't find him but there were a lot of people who were found dead with no head, so he was still killing people the whole time.

There was also a nice alien named Hoopsha. He looked like a wrinkly old woman with white skin, but he had huge elephant ears and a pig nose. The texture and look of his skin reminded me of the Shpongle mask thing.

The whole dream was in the Egyptian desert. The Egyptians had religious ceremonies inside of stone temples, where they made tea with some cool blue flowers and meditated. At the front of the room was a clay statue with angels holding cannabis leaves.

Near the end of the dream, I was talking to Hoopsha. He moved closer and calmly told me to look at his wrinkled skin. He asked me if it looked familiar. I don't remember my answer. Then his calmness turned to an evil stare as he said "I'm Tom Tiddlediddle". His face morphed into a human's face. He slowly opened his mouth, knowing that I was paralyzed with fear. I woke up still feeling scared and confused.