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Hanging Roller Coaster (1:32)

[This dream isn't very cohesive. I had trouble falling asleep.]

I'm in line for a roller coaster. It's the last ride of the day, and the line is long. You ride the roller coaster like a zipline. Suddenly all of the hangers start moving at once, which surprises me, because I expected everyone to go one at a time, for safety reasons. Then I reach the end of the coaster and start going backwards. No wonder people went one at a time [??], because otherwise we'd run into each other at this part of the ride. Somehow I realize that I'm dreaming. I exit the boarding platform by using a series of coat hangers along the wall as if they were monkey bars. I realize that I'm not having much fun, and what I'd really like to be doing is having sex. I sort of just start imagining the accompanying pumping motion, and before long I wake up somewhat messily.

Stronghold Minigame (9:43)

I've had this game for a while, but on a whim, I decide to explore the menus for a bit. I find out about a prison minigame, which supposedly happens any time you get captured in the main storyline. The rules say that the game is only 6 minutes long, and you have to complete five smaller minigames in that time. Sounds like it would be pretty challenging to finish. I decide to try it. Next thing I know, I'm browsing through a menu of screenshots for each of the possible castles that you can try to escape from. The screenshots all have different dimensions, and they fit together like a well-planned, orthogonal collage. It's pretty cool. One of the wider screenshots catches my eye, and I choose it.

My character (a female) appears on the roof of an apparently vacant castle. Something bad happened here to drive out all of the inhabitants. A voice-over explains to me that my guards were killed as soon as I landed here, and they'll be no more help to me now. I see a soldier pacing a nearby tower, but I'm not sure how to reach it. Presumably he's an enemy, and the pathway for the level will bring me over there eventually to fight him.

I immediately start grabbing as much loot as I can. I need armor and weapons. I look behind me and see a dead dragon that apparently crash-landed into the edge of the roof. That must have been how I landed here--I rode the dragon. I run over there to see if there's any good loot. The dragon's saddle is decorated with two lightsabers, which are of course totally outside the universe of the game. I must have downloaded a Star Wars texture pack. I turn away from the dragon and notice my own lightsaber floating in the air about twenty feet up. It's hard to see because the camera is at about the same height and it's difficult to manipulate. I use the Force to pull my lightsaber toward me and pick it up. Then I find some armor and start investigating the rest of the rooftop. I keep picking up everything using the Force.

There's a child standing near the edge of the roof. When I approach her, she comes alive and starts talking to me. She lost her family in the chaos of whatever just happened, and she's willing to help me now. I cast a glamour spell to make the child look like an old woman. This will protect her somehow. The spell animation looks like a flying dragon's head.

Inside a small rooftop building, I find a furnished room. This is where the child's grandmother lived. I find a wooden box lined with felt rows, each containing smooth, round stones colored pastel green and red. The stones are about the size of a penny, and they have various lumpy irregularities. They are powerful magical artifacts, and I want to take them with me. I use the Force to group them into a ball, but the stones have a Force of their own which repels them from each other. I can't close my pocket, so as soon as I put them in there, most of them will pop right back out. I try anyway, but things happen exactly as I expected they would. That's probably why the wolf that invaded the castle didn't take these stones with him. The wolf was good, but the grandmother was better. I wish I had a ziploc bag or something to hold the stones together.

Suddenly Dad calls from a nearby doorway. The family is loading up the car RIGHT NOW, and I'm expected to do my part to help out. Obediently, I wake up.

so i attempted a differnt wild technique and i feel like my dreams were much more detailed or is that the dream journal talking?

art pencils 18.11.12
I was with my boyfriend looking in an art store for some mechanical pencils that ive been meaning to try out for awhile. I was so confused because as i was looking at all the different types of pencils i was looking for the types of lead for it too and figured out that you need to buy a different pencil for different leads.
I had settled on a 3.77? i think my brain meant 3B and then i realised there was no lead for it so i kept going back and forth and looking at the variety of pencils and the differences in price as i only wanted to pay approx 10 -15 bucks.
My boyfriend was getting so aggrovated with me and he was trying to push me along and i told him to wait because i ended up buying a 0.7? which was really light. i got to the desk and i think this part of the dream was the most vivid as i was really pissed off at my boyfriend and the person serving me was the lady whom i speak to about all my art stuff over the past few years.
i walked out of the store and the dream had skipped me to the top floor of the centre and sam was furious at me and i kept asking him and he wouldnt say so then i raggggeeeddd at him saying that he never lets me go into stores if it has no concern to him, he always walks out or gets frustrated at me and that he needs to stop being so selfish.
By this point he just looked so angry and grabbed my wrist and pulled me to walk, i tried to get him off me but i was too weak. I told him i needed to go to the toilet which was not too far up but still he wouldn't let me go, i fought against him and ran to the door and as did he. i was holding onto the handle and he was pulling me by the waist and eventually i got inside he hesitated as it was a girls toilet and i ran to a stall and he came after me.
i actually did need to go to the toilet and i was attempting to go but kept getting interrupted by sam thrashing at the door, i screamed and screamed at him telling him to leave me alone.
After i was done i walked out calmly and saw him stand there and i said its over im not going to do this any more, he was stunned. I could see he was really upset and he had said nothing, i looked around and saw one of his best girl friends and noticed she had just broken up with her boyfriend that day. We walked out of the bathroom into this weird room and yelled WE ARE FREE! while flashing people...
we then walked outside and sat by this water fountain that was jaggedand we sat and told eachother about our dream journals and how we were attempting to lucid.

Performance
i was sitting at a really long table with my boyfriend sam and we were sitting quietly until i noticed sam's ex girlfriend was on the other end of the table, i told sam and he just shrugged it off. I then noticed my ex boyfriend in the corner of my eye with his present girlfriend he smiled and came over and was polite with the "how are you" etc etc he then walked away. sam looked pretty upset and awkward but i didn't say anything. i turned around and saw a line of people dancing and clapping and my best friend was standing near sam's ex girlfriend and they were happily getting along which i thought was odd.
i noticed people had been performing from my old school with the year 12 act we had done, i didn't realise i was next and i had to put this huge elephant onesie or a koala onesie? im not too sure. we ran on stage and noticed people were trying to block people out of the performance with these walls, we just moved around it and started. The entire time i was dancing i was thinking oh my god what is my ex thinking but shortly after we finished and went back to our seats.

Friday, November 16, 2012

I awoke in my bed right after my previous dream with the sunlight shining through the window, as if it was six-something. Something was wrong, though, and I was certain that I knew what it was.

I turned around (when I woke back up, I was facing the wall), expecting to see the green pipe and it came.

So I went through it.

I landed in a strange, pink and brown room that looked as though it was fixing to be moved into.

The first thing I attempted was to draw on the wall without touching it (just move my fingers around, you know), and failed. I remembered World of Lucid Dreaming mentioning "air wands," and how sometimes we need things to help us believe that we can do stuff in dreams. There was a black cord under me, so I picked that up and tried to move it so that it would make a drawing on the wall.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Jarvis and I must have gotten ourselves into trouble, because I found myself sitting across from him and the school's counselor. Jarvis seemed to be upset about getting into trouble, but I cannot recall what emotion I may or may not have been feeling at the time. The counselor had talked to Jarvis many times before, but judging by the way she talked about him, it did not seem as though she knew him very well--as if she heard more about him than she did from him.

The counselor, it seemed, was not truly getting on to us. It seemed more that she was just trying to get to know me (as I was her "new charge") than anything else, as well as make sure that both Jarvis and I felt that we were a "part" of something larger with her: a group with all members comfortable sharing their experiences and emotions together. She told me something that she had heard about Jarvis from someone else, that it was common knowledge in the student body that Jarvis was the fastest swimmer to attend their school. She then described the time that gave him this status, and I pictured it all in my head:

Jarvis and his class, I assume, were on some sort of field trip at a beach. He was supposed to be with the rest of his class at the top of a cliff, where a cave was, but instead he had wandered off on his own and remained at the bottom of the beach. From where I was looking, Jarvis was running to catch up with his classmates. He was so fast that the hydrogen ions did not break, and that he remained on top of the water until he got to the sand. Instead of looking down from the cave, my point of view flew down in front of him. He did not see me, as I was only picturing this in my mind, but there was a look on his face that spoke of something like being tired or sad.

Once I was done picturing this, I was back across from the counselor and Gaug, who seemed somewhat surprised that she and I were having the conversation that we were. "Most people only start talking about stuff I've done when they're upset with me."

I considered telling him that we had known each for nearly a year and I had yet to be annoyed with him, but refrained.

Either I forget what happened after this or there was a time laps, but I suddenly found myself in the middle of two younger children on our school bus, heading towards my old school for Saturday detention. The one on my left, a younger girl, is the one I am not so familiar with, but the boy on my right was a neighbor: Stan, a rambunctious young boy who tends to get into trouble with everyone.

Before the bus reached the school, Stan decided that he really had to crap, so he stood up on top of our seat, pulled his pants down, squatted, and let it loose. What came out looked more like a realistic Mr. Hankey(?) from South Park than it did an actual pile of poop. The piece of crap was put in a petri dish and put on the floor by Stan.

The other girl and I were just trying not to get in his way.

The bus driver apparently knew that Kyle had dome something, because she stopped the bus, got up, and told him to dispose of it--though I don't remember how Kyle did it.

As Mrs. McDonald drove us near the old school entrance, I thought to myself that I knew what was going to happen, because whatever I thought was going to happen would happen. Wait a minute, I thought to myself, that only happens in dreams.

I turned around in my seat to see one of the green Mario pipes there. It was very small, and would probably be more suitable to a rat, but that did not stop me from getting up and walking towards it. Kneeling down, I gazed down in it. I do not remember what I seen, but I do know that I was going slightly cock-eyed from staring into something like that. I dived in it, but the dream must have stopped here.

over 6 years ago I think

I was kidnapped by a group of thugs and put in the back seat of some sedan. They had guns and I think hoods. My dad may have bin in the car. We pull up to a country home. It had a porch wrapped around two sides and was slightly run down. To get to the front door you had to walk up some stairs to the left of the driveway. At the top to the left was a yard and to the right was the house. Their was a tree in the yard, hard dirt, probably some chew toys, and bushy ivy covered banks that sloped down to the road and driveway below.

Inside the house in the living room was a table with a large map. My parents were there with the thugs and kind of making fun of me. They all went over some plan with me and explained what was going on. I still thought it was messed up. We went back outside and the tree had pages from a book in place of its leaves. I think I was supposed to use them to break some code. I had trouble getting all the pages. END

Thoughts | Non-Lucid | Lucid | Techniques/Aids

For 2 nights I have had zero recall due to DIELD efforts and being way too tired. After a short break I used B6 last night with better recall but no lucid. Its seems my tweaked SSILD worked the first night but after that I lacked the focus and awareness. I am not sure why except being overly tired.

Bedtime 10:30P - 7:00A

SSILD Tweaked 200MB B6

Fragment

Something about radio apps on the phone and something similar to Osmosis Jones.

WBTB alarm 2:30 up about 10 min
Additional 200MG B6
Moved to sitting position
SSILD to WILD attempt

I seemed to have trouble finding the half-dream this night. I bounced between fully awake or unconscious. There was no in-between. I had a huge time gap between WBTB and first remembered dream


Giraffe 4:22AM

Zoo animals. I see a Giraffe sleeping in a bed with a night cap and gown on. I laugh. (Osmosis Jones like?)

False Alarm 5:33AM

I am at work. The environment looks normal so far. I hear alarms and I realize that I accidently called some chemical spill emergency number. Somehow they traced the call to our building causing the alarms to go off. It turns in to a huge ordeal for everyone. I get worried that they traced the call to my cell phone and they will fire me. I see D from HR and I hear her tell someone it was a fake and will prosecute whoever did it. I slip into the bathroom and sit on a toilet to have some privacy so that I can at least erase all record on my phone. I am so scared I will get fired and worry that they will look at my phone records from the cell phone company.

The bathroom is so messed up now. There are no stall doors and the stall walls are arranged oddly so that there is no privacy. I am actually using the toilet now and I see some guy creep along the wall looking at me. There is a towel hanging and it try to hide myself a bit and keep my phone out of sight. I concentrate on the phone and it takes awhile but after going through strange menus and options, I become frustrated and hope it was good enough.

I wipe myself with some toilet paper. I see a costume dress on the floor. It looks like an old tinker bell costume one of my daughters had several years ago. I take a corner and finish wiping with that. I look to my right and realize I had more toilet paper. I wonder why I did this. I flush and stand up. I see a long couch facing away from the stalls and a large flat screen TV on the wall. Everyone turns to look at me when I flush. I make some sarcastic comment about it and wash my hands.

I walk out of the bathroom into and outside parking lot. I stop and turn around and run back in. When I open the glass door it makes a chime sound like at a convenient store. I forget some things. I see a large 3 or 4 inch Lego figurine and I remember that it was mine. It was the normal yellow color with a white shirt and blue pants. There is some red symbol on the front. Shiek? I leave it until I clean up my mess and wash my hands again. I pick up the dress that I wiped on and say "ooops I forgot to throw this away" to the man who is now on the toilet. I shove the dress in a trash can careful not to get my hands dirty. I go to wash again and I wake up.

I woke up so perfectly still and calm but I could not DEILD. So I recorded in my DJ. I didn't DEILD but at least I remembered to record. I feel like the recliner is doing nothing so I go back to bed.

The Baseball Pitcher 6:59AM

There is a kid who can throw incredible distances. I hear someone say 15,000 next year in the will get over 21. He throws several balls that go way over the batter and over the next field and over the backside of the fence. Then He starts pitching right but has poor aim. The balls go everywhere but to the batter. I find it all very funny.

Fragment
Something about Doctors special under garments.

11.17.2012

I'M PREGNANT LOL (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

16 and PREGNANT, OMgz0rs LOLzzz BABY SHOWER!

Okay, I'm lined up with my arms bracing against a female to the left of me, and there's probably 2-3 more females lined up just like that.

There's some random man walking around in a jacket. I had a color of red on the shoulder region, white in the middle, and red for the rest of the jacket.

It's hard to remember if he has it unzipped or zipped. And the women in line with the profile view of our faces parallel to what we're looking forward at, the glass windows far away from us, seem to be wearing red and white clothes too.

I look down, and my stomach is huge...HUGE. I look at the women to my left, and they're stomachs are huge, which is disproportionate to their actual body composition, which leads me to the assumption that they're pregnant.

Then I look at my stomach and theirs, and it's about the same radium, same surface area, same whatever you want to call it....I'm PREGNANT.

I'm pretty sure I don't feel like I have a vagina, so................


I wonder how things are going to come out!!! I rub mah belly, yes, "mah," and I swear I could feel something kicking. Oh shit.

OH SHIT. No water didn't break, thank goodness.

NOW FOR DREAM ANALYSIS TIME!!

This was taken from a site that I had here, but now it disappeared for some reason EDIT: Never mind, here it is:


http://www.astrology.com/dreams/preg...1/2-d-r-154570

A man who dreams of being pregnant himself is often in a situation where his virility or creative participation in the world is in question.

This occurs most among men who see themselves as less creative than they would like to be.

The dream serves as a form of compensation to illuminate the more creative facets of their personality.

Men who are pregnant do not give birth exclusively to children, but a wide range of objects that somehow support their mission in the world.

The first thing that pops up is that it's associated with me trying to tulpaforge, or maybe how I go about drawing. Maybe I feel like I can't be creative enough, I don't know. You see, just like the interpretation implies, my creativie participation in the world is in question, but I think it's just a question within myslef?

Bleh.

But if you are not actually pregnant in waking life, or even if you are a man dreaming this, is it usually about a new area of your potential or personality developing; a deepening relationship with your potential is producing a new area of experience, a new talent or facet of your personality. If it is still unborn – i.e. not yet expressed outwardly – it is developing. It can also be shown in the drama of the dream, how you are bringing to birth a new scheme or creative idea is ‘hatching’.

With this one, I really think it could be related to tulpaforging, making a slight dissociation, making an extra limb in your body that you are aware of that's extended. I hope this is the case, because I don't see much of myself being extended, even though the tulpa is an extension of myself.

Does that make any sense? Hahahah

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11.17.2012

Come Hither Woman (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So there's this blonde female wearing a black shirt and regular blue jeans that I presume is my U.S. History teacher, but she's nowhere close to any of them in waking life.

She looks like she's in her 30s, and she looks pretty attractive without any makeup on. I think she announces some kind of project we had to do, and what would be considered artistic for extra points.

I was a picture of a man in a red military uniform, probably the British redcoats, and he was wearing Khaki pants. He has one foot on top of a rock that's ideal for a foot pedestal. It's curved upwards, and then makes a downward curve, almost like a mini-uphill cliff.

I believe he's holding a red flag, and it's very enticing, despite its bland shading here and there. It was shiny in a few areas as well. The man is standing proud, your classic stereotypical manifestation of the ideal patriot.

Then after she was done announcing, I wanted to talk to her SO bad. After seeing the drawing, I wanted to show her some traditional drawings I did in waking life with a pencil. So I somehow find the same blue folder where I store most of my traditional media graphie portraits of people I drew in waking life, and waited for her to get near my area.

She was about 10 feet or so away from me, and I alerted her to come next to me. She comes slowly, and then I have to motion my "Come here" finger to her, and she gets really close to me. She has her hands on her thighs, and her spine is bending down so she can move her face close to my face, so that she can hear me.

I don't know why I wanted to speak privately to her, but has I'm opening the folder, I take out one drawing, the first being this one I did:

Spoiler for A little big:

As I'm taking it out, I turned to her quickly, and told her she should keep her voice down if she'll offer any advice on whatever it is that I'm asking her to do.

I even put my index finger close to my mouth, and I feel I'm showing her this to get an ego boost or something, and to see if she would give me a response if I could get extra credit for the high example of an acceptable drawing she put up with the patriotic soldier from before.

She tells me that they look good, and as long as I can fix a few things, I should be fine. I showed her this drawing I did at some point as well:

Spoiler for Another big one:

11.17.2012

Pinnacle of Perfection Tennis...AGAIN (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's this really short anime boy who looks like he's 5-8 years who is wearing a black cap, white dress shirt, and black shorts. He asks this anime girl, who looks like she's 16 years of age or so to play some tennis with her.

I had the feeling this girl was a REALLY good tennis player. She's wearing the usual Asian school outfit you would have engrained in your mind, white blouse shirt with a red tie in the middle, along with the insanely short black skirt.

She was playing the boy for a decent amount of time surprisingly, and I was shocked at how patient she was playing with him, because the boy had no skill at all.

Looking from the back of of the girl, I could see how she sees playing the boy. She can see all his weak points, and they're indicated on the green tennis courts with white arrows going one direction.

I assume these direction arrows were places she can hit the ball to. It all seems like this is a waste of her time, UNTIL the little boy suddenly unlocks Pinnacle of Perfection from Prince of Tennis.

Pinnacle of Perfection, in a nutshell, is the final gate where you have the assurance that you have fun playing tennis, and aren't worried about winning or losing.

Each ground-stroke the boy takes, they get more powerful, each grunt of him performing a backhand or forehand is replaced sighs of joy, them giggling, then laughing, he is having fun. His footwork augments tremendously, and he's so fast, I can't even catch up to him looking at the side view of the tennis court.

There's a big SWOOOOOOOSH, and he's gone. Then in a split second, he appears on right in front of the girl who is at net-play area now. He's floating in the air, and he slams the ball with immense force that it makes a white smoke.

I can't recall much from here, but I can assume the little guy owned the girl in a tennis match.

An Ordinary Dream Day [Non-Lucid]

I'm hanging out with my old friend JE and his brother TE in some random house with a sort of log cabin type of design. For reasons I can't remember now, I realized that I needed to have my car on me and it was all the way back at my house (which was a significant distance away), I guess I hadn't driven there myself but I was supposed to? I asked TE if he could drive me there to get it, and since he would have to drive back as well I told him I would give him triple gas money. That got him to agree, and then my memory skips forward a little bit and I remember us stopping at a gas station so I could an ATM.... After that my memory skips forward much further, though. Now I'm posting on DV and the only other people I remember clearly being a part of the conversation are Dianeva and Linkzelda. I only vaguely remember that the topic of discussion was something about romance and pain, and something that Dianeva said made me nostalgic, but I can't remember what it was now. During that, I woke up.

I distinctly remember something about video games and pies. I had moved away to another college and my family had followed me there. I mistakenly signed up for a theater class. Jacks Films made a video (they did not in real life) about a character from a game I play and there was lots of criticism so he made a video of him riding around on a golf cart yelling, 'suck it!' I had been out for the day and I came home to my dorm and...snuck through the window? And my friend was sitting there wearing my clothes and playing on my laptop which was odd.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #30: Fire Escape

I'm leading a group of perhaps a dozen small children down a fire escape. We're on the third floor, there's no railing (!), and the kids are wandering everywhere. I'm holding hands with two of them and trying desperately to corral the others with my feet. My anxiety level is out of sight and I don't know how to get them down safely. To my horror, a pair of the kids wander off of the unrailed fire escape, falling to the ground below. One of the fallen kids seems to hurt his ankle and the other gets a huge gash on his arm. I scoop the rest of the kids up under my arms and run down to the bottom, grateful that they're not more badly hurt.

Later, Wife and I are standing on a viewing platform at the top of a skyscraper. It's night and I'm leaning against the railing, recounting to her what happened, still feeling really rotten. I tell her, "It was like some kind of nightmare..." I get suspicious, perform a nose pinch RC and now I have it all figured out.

I'm overjoyed not only to be lucid but also that nobody actually got hurt and none of that earlier stuff even happened. I float up and then fly off into the night, forgetting entirely to say goodbye to Wife. I fly over the city, circling around another skyscraper before banking left. Ahead of me is an empty bridge that crosses a bay. I fly under it, performing a high-speed barrel roll as I go. It feels amazing, but as I emerge from under the bridge, my vision goes completely dark.

I'm still flying, though. I can feel cool air rushing past my body, so I just go with it, flying blind for a while. I don't want to lose my lucidity so I start belting out songs that talk about flying. I think that I may have mostly performed Foo Fighters' "Learn to Fly" but I sometimes suffer from musical confusion in lucid dreams. Whatever song it was, I was really going for it and I became vaguely worried that my sleeping body might be singing too.

I suddenly find myself standing in our master bedroom, no longer in flight. The room's dark and Wife is asleep on her side of the bed, but I'm not fooled. Still dreaming. For some reason, I drag our bookcase out into the middle of the room to see how realistic it feels. (Very.) But then I worry that Wife will get up to go the bathroom and run into it, so I shove it back into place.

I float downstairs and head to the back door. I know that it's deadbolted shut, so I phase through, the glass pane chilling my skin like cool water. I remember that I want to find Purgatory for the Task of the Month. I imagine as Dante described it -- as a terraced mountain located somewhere in the seas of the southern hemisphere. I take flight again and start looking for it. I realize now that I flew north instead of south... oops! Somehow I wind up flying into a huge cavern that takes me downward into a sewer, where I'm soon lost.

Rather than flowing with things, I become alarmed and want to find my way out of this "mess" to get back on track. The ceilings are low so I'm forced to run through the (fortunately quite pristine) sewer water. There's daylight somewhere up ahead and I race through twisting, turning passageways to find it.

I finally spot a hole in the ceiling up ahead with daylight streaming through it (is it daytime now?) Unfortunately, along with the daylight, a steady stream of enormous, squealing rats is pouring in through the hole as well. They come right for me, and I'm not thinking clearly enough to come up with a clever plan. I punch the rats in the head or their potato-like bodies when they draw near, and each time I do the rat flops limply onto its back, not moving.

I'm almost to the hole when Erik Estrada himself steps in front of me, telling me to stop. I've unfortunately gotten swept up into caveman mode and I summon a weapon with which to fight Erik Estrada. Fortunately, I look at my right hand and discover that the "weapon" I summoned is just a modest zucchini squash. As the dream fades, I tell Erik Estrada that I am "really sorry about that", but he doesn't seem to hear.

3 or 4 years ago
note: I am not a strong swimmer so I don't swim in the ocean in real life.

On my way to where my friends and family would be swimming, I was walking through a mountain meadow and became a little disoriented. As I stood in front of a group of large rock formations, I contemplated on which way to go.

I climbed up one boulder and up between two small cliffs and onto a trail that led down to the ocean. I think my uncle may have told me how to get hear in the dream but I'm not sure. The fishing was supposed to be great and the water clean.

Finally I made it down to the ocean which was at least thirty feet below the cliff where I stood. There wasn't any beach but I made my way down a narrow eroded path to the water any way. Off to my right was a larger cliff and a tiny bit of a cove. I jumped into the water and swam over to the larger cliffs.

Once below the cliffs, waves started to build up. They never crested but were often as tall as the cliffs themselves. The deep water, big waves and towering cliffs felt treacherous but I swam for a bit any way. I rode up and down on the giant waves until I decided that It was irresponsible for me to be swimming alone in these conditions. I got out and went back the way I came.

Back across the meadow I came to a dirt road that I decided to follow. The pines were dense here and I could barely see the ocean. I soon came around a corner and could see an area where bulldozers had dug into the mountain side parallel to the road ahead of me. The bulldozers had graded an area about sixty feet across that slopped down to some ocean water that came from around the bend of a hill towards the direction I had come from. The sides of the dig were fresh and muddy but everyone was swimming down at the shore.

There was an old wooden building with ramps and gray paint that was cracked and peeling. Some sort of chase went on here in my dream but I can't remember exactly what happened.

I didn't like this spot and I convinced everyone to follow me back through the meadow. They came with me but when we got to the meadow they stopped. Now in the meadow there were cold springs that filled up several jacuzzi sized holes in the ground. The holes weren't all that bad but I thought they looked a little dirty and that possibly cows might come through here and take a dip from time to time. However, despite my best efforts I couldn't get them to continue on to the awesomeness of the big waves of the ocean.

I settled in and everyone set up picnics. Soon people were soaking, eating, chatting each other up, and children were playing. Then I heard someone scream for me. I looked over and saw a large black panther stalking one of the children. I ran as fast as I could and only barely intercepted the large hungry cat. Somehow, probably with pointy stick, I managed to stab it through the chest as it leapt through the air.

I can't remember if everyone was happy that I saved the child or angry that I killed the poor animal. Maybe a bit of both. END

Year of two ago

There was a beautiful mountain lake with nicely groomed park trails wrapping around it. There were wooden signs marking the trails giving historical and naturalist information. A few people and I were out by the damn but still on one of the trails. Across the water I could see a resort. It had a nice restaurant attached to it that overlooked the lake and had a decent sized patio for dining. We walked back and forth on the trails a bit. I think we were trying to get to the restaurant.

11/17/12
5:00am
non lucid
Contemplated till one word came to me "Salesman" then Mind-Mapped into dream.

note: I am about to start a new job and am looking furiously for a rental in the town where I will be working.

A church was running a dormitory for single young women in a large five story apartment complex. It was light blue with white trim and square. Entry stairs led to the bottom floor near the center of each side. Beside each of those was a square stair case that wrapped itself up to the top floor. Each floor was then figuratively cut into quartiles where a slightly older, maturer girl could watch over those in her living zone and keep them out of trouble.

I first saw this building from an elevated view and decided that I wanted to get in. The plethora of girls did at first cross my mind but mostly I just wanted to get in out of the cold and hang out. I must have gotten caught because soon after that I was given a testing feat in order to let me in.

I had transformed into a rat and had to get from the bottom of the complex to the top floor by running along top of a pipe. These pipes were about four inches in diameter and were mounted along side the staircases wrapping with them as they went up. To add to the challenge, the girls would try and knock me off, catch me or even hit me with something non life threatening like a pillow. On top of that, I was supposed to eat a banana that I was located just before the fourth floor.

This gauntlet was actually not hard at all because I was fast...blindingly fast. I could run so fast that they couldn't see me and when I ran the world lit up with sunset colors streaming past me. When I came the banana a big burst of sun like yellow illuminated the already beautiful sunset colors. All I could see was the sunset, yellow sunbursts and the end of a banana. Then the banana, like it was being sliced up by a butter knife, fell away piece by piece. In a flash I had passed through the gauntlet, ate a banana, and made it to the top.

In addition to the girls, there was now a regular crowd standing mostly on lower stories and out in the surrounding parking lot. I particular member of the crowd who happened to be up on the same floor as me, grabbed me. He was a young angry man and wasn't to happy that I had beaten the gauntlet. As he attempted to slam me against the wall I started to grow and soon I was full sized again we were wrestling.

Next to me I saw a container full of fish and I grabbed one. I was already overpowering my opponent when I slammed the fish, with its sides opened outward, up into his face. With that, he couldn't see well and tried to reach for the fish on his face. I easily threw him to the ground and proceeded to humiliate him further by rubbing the fish in his face. White oily fats where building up around his nostrils when I figured he had had enough. He was damn near on the verge of crying.

After that the crowd was a bit put off by the violence and began to slowly disperse. Out in the parking lot below was a snake-oil-salesman type of man. He had a cart with him and was shouting into the crowd in a sort of nasally voice...."Shooows over folks...... Seee I told you he could run fast....Every things just fine.. allrighty.. showws over...".......
Dream Faded

incredibly clear lucid last night. im at this swimming pool/shopping complex in manchester with a mate (MF). we walk into a part of it we are not supposed to and security pull us back. after a quick search they give us back our stuff. suddenly i notice im missing my clothes. i grab a towel and jump in a lift. my mate starts laughing at me then when he jumps out the lift he realises he is naked too. we look at each other and go ahhh it must be a dream.

were in this square in town and there are amazing old architectural buildings around. i float around a bit then decide to go for that swim. then we are on bikes and searching round the outside of the complex/ there is some kind of animal park there, with fenced of paths to walk down with horses and stuff a bit like a petting zoo. there is a little pile of puppies on the ground and they look like some of them are badgers.

my mate swerves to avoid another biker and his bike flies of down this ravine. luckily he manages to bounce himself off a tree to avoid falling. when he gets to his bike he whacks it golf style and somehow manages to land it right next to me.

inside the complex is a 1st story room with large glass windos each side. there are 2 similar buildings across each street on each side. as the swimming complex starts to close, people start to file into this room for some after hours activities. it soon becomes clear that its some kind of swinger club as people start displaying themselves to each other across the street. i have a little look but then decide its not for me right now and make my exit.

back in the shopping part and i have this weird link to a repetitive past dream. i am trying to buy this weird tv, which is portrait shaped, makes lots of weird noises and lights, and best of all comes with this egg which grows into an amazing worm/caterpillar type thing which eventually becomes some amazing bug. kind of like the screaming bug on simpsons without the screams. the tv and bug are from a dream where i am living at college in this row of chalet type houses.

i meet wayne rooneys brother when i decide that i will have to order the tv later. i tell him that im here with wayne? for some reason... wayne turns up and has a bit of a fight with his near identical little bro. i try to leave the complex to get my car but the entrance foyer is starting to get rammed with people heading up to the swinger area. lots of my friends are their. also there is this one guy from school who i go up to and ask him his name. his says yes thats me and i just call him a massive cunt then walk away. also Si C is there with mates as i try and squeeze past them. Fi is also there and i chat to her briefly.

i finally make it out of the complex and ask a guard what is the best way to the car park. i go round the back and side of the building and remember that we are parked in this sandy area. i drive around it and eventually we come to a track which leads to a beach. people have left loads of stuff on it like kids bikes so i have to drive very slowly and carefully as they move them for me and i weave inbetween them with just my foot on the brake which only slows the car down but never quite stops it. as i pull into the beach i drive over this black guys wallet/phone or something. i hope that the soft sand will make sure they are not broken, but as it seems he hasnt noticed i try and just get away with it sneakily... cant remember much else for now

So I'm Mike from Monster's Inc.(?) and I'm in this big party with a bunch of other Mikes and Sullies, and then some other people come in and we start freaking out and have to scare them all away (they're monsters too).

At some point I'm having dinner with my parents in some middle-eastern country and there's an edible plant in the restaurant that I grab some leaves off of, but then don't eat them because I'm afraid I've misidentified the plant.

I'm a part of a TF2 gaming group, but then I say something weird on our forums and suddenly I'm excluded from the "great people" games.

Two friends from real life and I are drinking tea and coffee, then we decide to mix all of our drinks together in our mugs.

There's some kind of series of levels that have to do with portal. There's the level with a BUNCH of turrets, the level with heat-seeking rocket-turrets, a level with a giant turret, etc.

At multiple points during the dream(?) I go outside and there's a bat or a few hanging around, which is great, I love bats. The last time, it's a GIANT bat with cute clothes on and it's swinging around and smiling/making faces.