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Lucid 1 7:44AM
I FA and start watching TV. Then it is like I am in church. Everyone is leaving but I want to stay as long as I can. I was getting tired of being in bed but was determind to LD I think about my brother. I guess he left too. Then I think.
I thought he was coming for labor day? Awe that's why dad tried to call me. So that means I am off tomorrow as well. Whoo hoo! I have another day to sleep in and have a lucid dream I do I a fist pump in the air.
Wait. I was trying to LD but now I don't really remember waking up. I am dreaming! I
decide to RC just to make sure. I put my hand to my nose and blow through. The sound of my loud breathing jolts me awake. I lay still and DEILD
I am in SP and I slowly and calmly make my dream body put my legs over the side of the bed and and I sit up. Just before I touch the floor I lose focus and wake up. I try to DEILD more but I am too awake now.

Lucid 2 8:13AM
I am standing in a familiar area near the Stadium in my neighborhood. There are a lot of cars parked. I see a grey car pull out of parallel into the street. It starts rolling out of control and I start to get all upset. Then I remember this is a dream and why would I care. It not even my car. My car comes to me on command. I look to my right and see my car coming to me on its own. It is pulling out of the parking lot. It is about to hit another car and I use TK to stop it. It keeps pushing against me wanting to go but I hold it firm. Then I realize there were other things I wanted to do. Like TOTM and 3 Step. I get excited. I wake up.

Power Lines 2:39 AM
I am driving to CJ with my wife's grandma. We see large power lines laying accross the road. Grandma asks "What is it?" and looks worried.
I say "That side of CJ doesn't have its own power so they borrow from the other side."
She replys, "You mean to tell me they don't even have their own power?" And looks scandalized about it.
There are more power lines. But these looks like a large version of the kind of wiring I work with at my job. They are spliced together and I see bare wire exposed. The road is so bumpy now. I see electric sparks. I scream in pain. Though I felt no pain I believed I did.
Now I am standing. On the road dancing over wires that are electrocuting me. Grandma and my car have vanished.
I see a trucker pulled over to the side and I run to him for help. It is a man in purple getting out of a red mack truck. He is on his CB and points behind me. I see another truck coming the other way pull over and stop. I collapse near him. I want to use my cell phone to call for help but it has melted and looks like giant solder balls. The man tells me, "Just touch the solder ball and say 911. It will work."
I put a finger on a solder ball attached to some metal structure. I say, "911"
I hear a reply, "911. What's your emergency?"
I mental relay everything without words. It was faster.
I now I feel better and I am walking to the side of the road. I see the man in purple. He looks like the wizard from the dream last week. He has a full flowing white beard but this time he is wearing a purple link hat and purple tunic with blue jeans. I tell the 911 operator, "I also see a modern day wizard in purple. Well, that's fun." And I grin real big.
I walk along a drive way to were the man is. The 911 operator wants to know where this happened. I forget about CJ and get confused. I ask the man where are we. He says, "Its the Nevada Exit."
I tell the operator and then I look around. I see the house looks like my wifes grandmas house. I look for a number on the porch. 1886. I look for a street sign. Session St. I say, "Im at 1886 Session St. Nevada, MO."
Then I feel my phone buzzing in my pocket. I get annoyed that someone keeps calling me while I'm on the phone. It starts to get dark and I look up. I see a blue light flying in the sky. I think maybe it's a UFO. I follow it intently. It turns into a wisp of a person. It is wearing some sort of mask and the blue light is its eyes. I think this must be another lucid dreamer from dreamviews. I wave real big at him. He just turns to leave.
I can hear his thoughts. "Will have to come back... too many people... don't know what happened here... Have to tell Alyzarin."
I think that I need to get on DV and tell everyone about the accident on the road.

I had so many reasons to RC here and I blew it. And that Wizard keeps popping up. I'll have to confront him next time. He might be my dream guide!

Fragment
I am trying to put both dogs and one cat in a carrier. The cat gets pissed and hisses at me. I don't even know why I did that and let her go.

Banjo/Keyboard
My Nephew made a strange banjo thing. I play a little tune on it and am surprised how easy it was. I look at him and tell him that he did a good job. I flip it over and see it is a odd keyboard thing. Its not like a piano. It more just a bunch of buttons. I just push them all and make all kinds of Socratic notes.
My brother walks into the room. I say, "Hi."
Now I am taking a bath. I think I need to get out. I am standing up and looking for a towel. My niece walks in. I try to hid myself but she just acts like I'm not even naked.
"Here's you some towels." And she leaves. I feel embarrassed and annoyed. I pick up a towel and it red and look and feels like giant fruit roll-ups.

Fragment2
I was flying a kite and it got loose. I am running in the tall brilliant green grass. I have a string in my hand and it is attached to a pavilion in a park. I can hear the sound of the grass and feel the resistance on my legs. I hear bird singing in the distance.

Ok so yesterday I had work in the morning. I got back about 2:00 and had lunch. Then I started on my homework for the weekend and was up until 1:30!!! As you can probably guess, my recall was terrible last night and I didn't even try binaural beats to have a lucid. School, I... hate... you...

DJ 19-08-12

Sleep - 01:15, 08:50

Awake - 08-15, 12:30

Dream 1*

I was in a place which looked similar to a car park. Surrounding us was buildings etc. My friend gathered us round to show us this new gun he had got. It was like a hunting rifle. The was showing it off when smoke started pouring out this little hole at the top. He ripped the front of the gun off and it turned into like a smoke grenade. He threw it away into the middle of the car park. Smoke was still pouring out of it. He shouted "EVERYONE STAND AWAY FROM IT!" People ran away and backed off, then the smoke grenade rose in the air and it exploded. Hundreds of paintballs fired from the grenade, splattering buildings and me. It didn't hurt. But then this drone thing came, it was like a CCTV camera which was flying. My friend said 'Quick run it's going to come looking for who done it!' I started running trying to hide from the drone even though it wasn't me who done it. However it spotted me, it flew down in front of my face and somehow said it was me because I had paintball marks on me.*
Later on a man was trying to give me a fine. He looked like Jay Z. I was behind a row of chairs so every time he tried to get round I ran the opposite way singing. 'Ball so hard, mof**kers wanna find me' this caused him to get angry after many times of doing this. He caught me and I was issued a 1,400 pound fine!*

Dream 2

I was at a football match and I went to sit with my friend. I was with my Dad and brother. I sat next to my friend and he said "I almost got my ps2 working, I've got a few games but it's not working yet" then I just sat and watched the game.

Dream 3

I was BATMAN! I was in a hotel and the villain was in here somewhere. I was searching for him. I travelled up and down the lifts trying to find him. However after searching, I finally found him. He was like a cross between the joker and a skeleton. I walked up to him, punched him and got him in a headlock. I walked to him over to a window. Smashed his head through it and we fell out and smashed through another window. He cackled and said 'You think that's gonna hurt me' in the jokers voice. I tried it again and again but it was doing nothing. So I climbed out a window and kept grappling till I got to the highest point of the city I could get. It was like a old tower made of sandstone. When I grappled up there people were jumping off the top committing suicide because I was batman. I jumped from the top and glided down rescuing as many people as I could. I saved about 8 people. When I was at the bottom I was catching people stopping them from hitting the bottom. *Then I turned round and seen the joker and his gang walking up the hill. I grappled all the way to the top of the building. Then when I was at the top I started gliding round Gotham making a bat out of the string from my grappler. Somehow the joker got caught in it and died!*
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I glided down to the ground, I was by the sea next to a dock. I was sitting behind a container when my next villain arrived. It was like a computer with a face on flying! I sighed because I couldn't be bothered anymore, then the next thing you know...
I'm in an aquarium. They had diving boards and slides. I was having fun going up and down the slides.*

But that's the last I remember untill I was in a white room. It was made of white blocks. There was a pedalled tractor in there. It was like a small version of where Batman keeps his Batmobiles. I thought, 'what if I push it?' I kept pushing and it moved. I made it really big! Then there was a knock at the door. It was catwoman dressed normally. She said 'Which suit would you like to wear tonight sir?' I pulled her in, leg sweeped her and locked the door. I said "Your not stealing anything from me," she was not happy!*

Dream - Lucid

I was reading an email from The Sandman about cannibalism? I don't remember exactly what it said, but it was a long email.

Then, I remember seeing a very dark court room, and seeing some guys burst in. I heard a woman's voice, she was "the queen". She said she didn't care how, but the guys were to stop whatever was going on in the courtroom. I didn't see what all happened in the courtroom, but I knew that the guys had destroyed it and everyone in it. I'm not sure what the goal of the queen's orders was supposed to be.

Then, I was in the kitchen at my house. I was doing something at the sink and talking to my mom, who was standing across from me by our porch. She said
"I'm going to the gym. I haven't been this week."
"Neither have I," I replied.

I'm at home, and my Grandma has come back in town. she's staying with us for a while. she talks to my mom all the time, and keeps her compony. this dream i like a 3 day dream. every day i look for some clothes to wear for the next day at school. i think i was on a school trip too

I was driving my dad's car and i was doing it illegally because i only had a permit and no other adults were there. the cops CALLED MY cell phone and said that i did something illegal using the phone (not the car) so they were "restricting" (as the cop called it) my phone. i wouldn't be able to make calls or anything. so now its me my dad and franklyn in the car and we stop somewhere. just before we leave, i see gamestop and ask them if i can go over there and ask them a few questions for my phone. my dad doesnt know what to say because franklyn yells at me, saying he has a basketball game. i tell them it'll only take a few minutes. i go in there and ask the employee what was wrong with my phone (i didn;t tell him that i k new it was restricted so i can see if he comes up with that conclusion). He tells me that it's restricted and it'll take a from a certain date to a certain date for it to be back to normal. thank gosh it wasn't permanent. my dad and brother outside is now looking impatient because it's been passed 5 mins and im still talking to him. he opens the back cover of my case and shows me the dates. i don't know when but those dates became the dates of dogs life and death span.

In which I leave misplaced hospital patients out in the sun and dream of movie scenes...

I'm walking up the path to my grandmother's old house. Everything looks just as it used to. My key still works, and I open the door to her main hallway where I'm surprised to see two people, in hospital beds with IV poles sticking up, covered by white sheets so that only their faces are exposed. I'm annoyed that they are blocking my grandma's hallway and realize immediately that the hospital has made some mistake. I wheel the beds out into the front lawn and go inside, leaving the sick people in the heat.

A news woman then approaches me with a microphone and television camera. She tells me that she understands that the hospital mixed up the addresses and that I have no legal responsibility to care for the patients. She agrees that it is a bizarre thing to happen. She turns to the camera, and in the news anchor's overly serious and dramatic tone, she asks her viewers, "What would YOU do, if you came home to find in YOUR living room, two sick people lying in hospital beds?" Then the camera crew pans my grandma's front lawn and shows the now dehydrated patients before turning back to me. The anchor continued, "This woman just rolled them out into the sun. They are someone else's problem to her, and she has broken no law since the patients shouldn't be on her property in the first place."

After setting me up this way, the anchor then addressed me directly. "Most of us would've taken care of these people until the mix-up was sorted out. Why don't you feel a moral responsibility to help?"

I push her off the patio which no longer looks like my grandmother's old front porch. It now looks like the raised wrap-around patio surrounding the Tara house in Gone with the Wind. The anchor woman lands in the mud and drops her microphone. Her skirt flies up above her head and I laugh at how undignified she looks. I tell her it doesn't matter if the patients wither up and die out in the sun. They are just a nuisance. They are an obstacle in my dream. Just like she is. She argues that I'm not dreaming. She lectures me that if I continue on in these reckless delusions, I will have the blood of the patients on my hands.

I point to two men sitting on the patio eating gruel with big wooden spoons. They are unshaved and have long scraggly hair. They are dressed in the faded and dusty tatters of Civil War uniforms. "If this isn't a dream, where did those guys come from?" I ask the muddy newswoman. "You just wait. Any minute now, Ashley is going to come walking up that drive, and Melanie will run out to greet him."

As soon as I say it, a woman wearing a beautiful, layered 19th century dress comes running up the drive with her skits and petticoats gathered in her hands. But it's not Melanie. It's Claude Chabrol's Madame Bovary. I'm completely lucid now, and I feel some embarrassment that my dream has just become a patchwork of scenes from movies. I wonder what would've happened if I'd just continued into the house. I realize then that I can do whatever I want for the remainder of the dream, but this idea is so exciting that I wake up instantly.

I had two more lucid dreams this morning! The first one, I was in the backseat of a car. Mr. Crocker (from Fairly Odd Parents) was driving. Suddenly, I noticed that there was no one driving anymore and that Mr. Crocker was sitting in the trunk! It was one of those cars where you can reach into the trunk from the backseat, though, so it's entirely possible and likely he climbed in from inside the car.

Anyway, there was no one driving now, but the car was still going really fast. "Get back in the driver seat!" I told him, but he just ignored me.

That's when it hit me - I hadn't actually seen him LEAVE the driver seat, which meant I must have fallen asleep in the car! This was just a dream! Actually, I was in bed IWL, but I guess that wasn't really important, as long as knew I was dreaming. I did the hand RC to make sure. Five fingers - nope! I tried my other hand, just to make sure, and I counted six fingers this time!

Suddenly, I noticed my iPod was laying on the seat next to me. I turned it on and noticed the time was some number that was too big to be the time (I didn't pay much attention to the time), then quickly turned it off because I was afraid the bright screen might somehow cause me to wake up.

After putting my iPod down, I wasn't sure what to do next, seeing as I was still in the car. My mind went blank for just a moment, which taught me a valuable lesson the hard way: NEVER STOP THINKING. Before I knew it, I was suddenly awake, staring at the back of closed eyelids.

Yes, I learned that you MUST always focus your attention on something. Just constantly thinking about what you are doing or will do will help prevent the dream from collapsing that way. Focusing your attention on your thoughts is still helpful.

Anyway, I opened my eyes to check the time. I didn't really pay attention to the specific time; I was just checking if I should get up or if I had more time to sleep (it's an analog clock, so I can just look at the rough position of the hands, without much regard for the numbers, for an estimate of the time). I decided to go back to sleep and try to become lucid again.

This next dream started in third-person. Hermoine Granger (from Harry Potter) was there. A little dog started chasing her. Suddenly, the dream switched to first-person, so now I was running from the dog. I realized, "I've had this dream before. I must be dreaming." In actuality, I've never had a dream even remotely similar to that before, but whatever gets me lucid works, I guess!

Knowing now that I was dreaming, I simply left the room (I'm assuming I was myself now, as I forgot I wasn't). I found myself in the gym at my church. I did the hand RC just in case (even though I was already certain I was dreaming) and confirmed that I was correct. Thinking about what I should do now, I decided I should start with the basics of dream control. I decided I had two good options - continue trying to teleport, or summon someone/something. I chose teleportation.

I went to the door and told myself, "This door leads to my room," stating the first place I could think of and trying to visualize it somewhat despite having my eyes open. It, unfortunately, led right where it should.

My mom was there. "I'm having another lucid dream," I told her. "See? I have an extra finger right there, which means I'm dreaming." I pointed to the extra finger.

"That's nice," she said, not really seeming to care.

"I have to keep thinking, though," I continued. "If I stop thinking, I'll wake up again." I went outside, doing my best to maintain a constant monologue, mostly a mix of reminding myself I was dreaming and thinking about what I should try, whenever I wasn't talking with someone or doing something specific. I'd occasionally switch between thinking and speaking out loud to myself.

Anyway, when I went outside, I ended up on some unfamiliar street. There were a lot of shops and other businesses around, so I figured I'd just wander around and find somewhere that looked interesting. As I was wandering, I decided to try summoning while I was walking along. I'd heard that reaching into your pocket is a good way of summoning small objects, so I tried it. "My iPod is in my pocket," I said, naming the first thing that came to mind, as I was only doing this as practice. I reached into my pocket, and... it was empty. I resolved to simply explore this place my subconscious had given me instead; there were plenty of buildings around, after all.

While I was still walking and looking around, I came across these two Asian guys. Hoping they knew this was a dream, I asked them, "How do you summon objects?"

"I'll tell you how," one of them replied. "You don't." Clearly, he wasn't aware this was a dream.

It turned out that they were on their way to work, so we each went our separate ways. I soon spotted a sushi restaurant at the end of the street. Since I'd heard food can taste really good in LDs, and since I love sushi, I went in.

However, a lady from my church, who was seated at a table near the entrance, stopped me to talk to me. She proceeded to say something only a DC would say. "When you go to the bathroom, Kiona follows you in." I can't remember her second sentence, but it ended with the words "toilet seat".

This unexpected conversation was enough to temporarily distract me from my current task of ordering sushi. Almost as soon as she was done talking, the dream ended just like the last; my vision quickly faded, and I was awake before I'd even had the time to think about stabilizing.

[COLOR="royalblue"]Non-Aware (Dream)[/COLOR] - [COLOR="blue"]Partially Aware (Lucid Dream)[/COLOR] - [COLOR="navy"]Fully Aware and Vivid (Astral Projection(OOBE)[/COLOR]

I went to bed 23:00 doing my regular sleep routine of falling asleep in a sitting position. However this time I never seemed to get disturbed bu itches or uncomfortable feelings, and this night I actually ended up doing my best WILD attempt ever, if I should trust science, I was only minutes near my first REM. I lay still and aware for 1 hour and 27 minutes!
I had a terrible headache when I opened my eyes and I fell asleep.

I woke up 05:45 with only remembering one dream and I have even forgot that one now... But I fell back to sleep.

[COLOR="royalblue"]I were in some kind of class, but it was not a school class there were only guys there and the teacher was "Mystery" from the pick up artist show. I remember we talked about how to pick up chicks and he evaluated each student and wrote notes. Next to my name he wrote "Good seeking ability". I have no idea what that meant.
Shortly after reading this, the dream changes and it's a regular lesson and I see some girls bullying some girl because she was fat. They walked over to her bench and started calling her evil words like "big fat cow etc.".
I turned around and told one of the bullies "I don't want to be annoying, but when you walked over to her bench the whole ground shake and I dropped my pen."

I then hear some girl's giggle back in the classroom. When the class end and I am about to walk out of the room, I hear a voice saying "It was a good deed from you" with a smile that could melt me on the spot. It was a girl named Lois from my old school that I had a crush on for some weeks. We talked for a bit and I asked her what she were doing now, she said she currently had an extra job as a gardener. I don't know why but I sort of realized that it was only her appearance that was like Lois but her personality was someone else. I know now that it was Lana Lang's personality from the Smallville show that I watch daily. I even thought to myself in this dream "What would Clark Kent say?".

I asked her if she needed some help with anything and the dream changed in front of my eyes and I was suddenly in some garden helping her out. [/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"]This sudden change was apparently enough to make me realize what was going on. I got aware of that I was dreaming, but not aware enough to have full control of my dreaming mind. But I at least considered stabilizing but I never did... Instead I went with the flow and followed Lois somewhere.
We saw a band called "INNU" and I also thought to myself "I am not going to be like Clark and hide my powers."
So I showed her flying but ended up losing my lucidity. [/COLOR]

I woke up 07:15 and recorded the dream, I thought to myself that it was weird that even though some part of my mind knew I was dreaming I still considered Lois to be more real and important that just a dream character.
So perhaps it was a semi-lucid/ simulated lucid.

It was still to early to get out of bed, so I went to the bathroom and then went back to sleep again.

[COLOR="royalblue"]I were in some kind o big city with my friend David and we see a big line of people dressed in a white clothing. It kind of looked like the Ku Klux Klan but without the ghost hat. I got curious and wondered what kind of big cult or sect this was. They went into some big building and I asked my friend if we should check it out.
He said "It would be cool but just imagine the line in their". "Yeah true" I said and we went on.
But as we keep walking I realize that we are on our way to some big grandstand and that actually are audience to that big cult. This grandstand was for people who wanted to watch the session because they didn't liked to be call cult and wanted to be considered as a religion so all people were welcome.

However when two priest looking figures walks in and say "We are the prime ministers of this gathering." all people on that grandstand burst out in laughter. They looked annoyed at us but continued the session.
They then told all people, including us to walk towards them and write down their dates of something I can't remember the exact term they used, but I remember I got it explained by one of the priests who said it was dates we are free on. I thought to myself "aha so instead of feasts this is their excuse of getting a day off". I wondered what date I should take but then the priest took my hand looked like he got into some kind of trance and then told me that 1478-4153 seemed like an appropriate date for me. :?

I suddenly get more aware and I realize that I am dreaming. [/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"]I remembered that I don't want to look for my dream guide anymore because it have been a waste of time the other times. Instead I try to do something much more simple, like rubbing my hands. The dream wasn't very stable and it was almost like daydreaming for a while and I was in the threshold of the waking state and the dreaming state. I feel really weak and I try to walk up the steps back to my seat and my friend, I see some girls laughing, and I think to myself "Should I revenge on these girls and show who's boss?" .. "No wtf mind you should stabilize the dream!". I try to rub my hands again to no greater effect, but then I get a fun idea.

What if I grabbed a megaphone and asked all the people in this room to look at their hands. "How many fingers do you see??" I hear the majority of people yelling "Four!" "And what does that mean?" "We are dreaming!".

I remember that I lost my lucidity and did some flying before waking up. Next time I need to try something different to stabilize. [/COLOR]

I love the part where I use my wand and shout "Lumos!"

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m on the hill at the end of the street I grew up on. Offto my left is the fenced-in backyard of the house that sits at the top cornerof the hill. The lighting is dim and I seem to have gone for a walk at night,leading me to this location.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I can sense movement behind the fence and I realize someoneis riding a bike in the backyard. I know that the people who live there wouldnever allow anyone to ride a bike in the yard so I’m a little concerned. I knowthe person must be a trespasser though I sense no malice.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I wait for a bit and watch to see what happens when I losesight of the person. I look around but I can’t tell where they’ve gone. Thickbushes are abundant on the property and I can’t tell if the person remains orhas left without me noticing.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk a little bit along the fenceline and discover an opengate leading into the back yard. It has clearly been left open in haste and Isuspect the person disappeared into the cover of darkness. I want to see theperson and the bike but I also want to get a better look into the back yard. I’venever actually been onto the property and I find myself curious.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Lumos!” I shout the word as I flourish my wand, a light toguide my dark path into the dense brush and deep growth of the yard. The leavesof vines hanging on various plants are lush and green, an odd contrast to thenormal pallor of Texas landscapes in the summer.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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I really hate confusing lucid dreams like this one.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m in my old office, the company I last worked for. I’m inthe western hallways of the office, talking to my boss. She is telling me aboutanother coworker.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Sandra needs money to pay for Dish Network.” She explains.I had wondered why Sandra was in the office. I was sure she no longer workedfor the company. My boss needed someone to take the check to her. She can befound in her old office where she is gathering some of her belongings leftbehind when she quit.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I take the check from my boss and walk down to find Sandra.She is collecting her things and talking with another coworker, explaining whyshe came and why it took her so long. She is also explaining her money needs.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As I approach I see she has a baby with her. I don’t recallher being a parent or even having enough time since she left the company tohave a child so I can’t figure out whose child it is or why she would bring himin to the dirty office. I can see she is clearly struggling to maintain a holdon her things and take care of the baby at the same time.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I can help take care of the baby.” I offer her assistance.She thanks me and heads off with some of her stuff. I take the baby into thecopy room where people are woreking and I leave it on the table. I next headdownstairs to get in my car.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I know Sandra needs the check so I head to her new office, abuilding not too far away that looks more like a hotel or swanky apartment buildingthan an office. I pull up in the drive where a valet might normally stand andstart to get out of my red sports car (Ferrari?) when I realize that I don’thave the check with me. I left it back at the office. Even worse, I also leftthe baby behind.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Doing a mental facepalm I climb back into the car and startdriving back to the office. I need to head down the road to 183 first, an oddroute to take back but I’m familiar with it because it’s the route I used touse to travel home from the office.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Whether because of the route or the blue-and-white policecarI see at the intersection I become lucid. I’m really impressed to see thepolicecar as it is the type Austin used to have when I was growing up. Theywere very distinct. The police officer is actually standing outside his car asI pass, taking a look at my vehicle. He seems to actually be looking at me asthough I am an interesting subject.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Back at the office I go upstairs and I check the copy roombut the baby isn’t there. Neither are the people from earlier so I have no-oneto ask. I head down the hall checking offices as I go, becoming increasinglyfrantic as I approach the end of the hall. I know it’s a dream but somethingabout trying to find a baby drives me on.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Reaching the end I make a right turn (knowing I will findthe child)and suddenly spot the baby with a guy named Jeff. I don’t actuallyknow this guy but he seems to be attentive and is making noises at the baby soI don’t mind his efforts. He even has Legos which should be too advanced forthe infant but I see the child has aged in the short time I was gone and cannow walk on his own. He walks towards a bike someone left in the office and Ibriefly worry he will get hurt by the axle of the rear wheel but he passes itwith ease.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]If that wasn’t weird enough the baby can talk and does sowith the sound of a literate adult. His voice is quite mature and it’sunsettling enough to cause me to lose lucidity completely. The baby tells mesomething about playing cards and then I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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If this was real...it'd be so cool.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m cleaning the pool and all the debris in it by consumingan alcoholic drink. The more of the alcohol I drink the more the debrisdisappear. I find that this method works very well for cleaning the pool and Ishall continue to use it in the future.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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It seems I went back into the dream with Dethklok. Too bad it wasn't a DEILD.

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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I’m in a helicopter, still with Dethklok, and I have anaerial view of my destination, a damaged apartment building in central Austin. The building is damaged heavily, missing mostof the second level as if it had been partially demolished. I see the buildingas an apartment building but I label it in my mind as the hotel my grandparentsused to stay at when they visited Austin in the 1970’s.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]The helicopter lands on a bare spot on the second floor andwe step out onto rubble and dirt. Chunks of concrete litter the space wherenormally a carpeted floor would be. Ithink how it’s a shame the place is so damaged and there isn’t enough time for itto be repaired before ACL, the Austin City Limits Music Festival. I know theowners are counting on a lot of rent money that will not come in because therooms aren’t ready.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The owner/manager of the apartments is touring us throughthe property and discussing various aspects of the damage and what remains. Wehead downstairs and out to the front of the property where we pass a walldisplaying the name of the complex. It’s damaged, the bricks caved in from animpact of some sort. I immediately apologize for the damage. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I’m sorry. That’s the fault of my people. We will get thatrepaired.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I think one of the Dethklok members punched the wall but ifthey caused that kind of damage then the wall was in poor shape to begin with.I couldn’t believe it was a fist and tried to figure out what piece ofequipment could have caused it.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As we continue through the complex we come to an open areawhere a resident is hanging her laundry up on a clothing line. She has longbrown hair and plain features and she is wearing a white gown that suggests shedidn’t expect to be seen by strangers. She seems to be a high-energy individualand seems very interested in how the phones can still work when so many of thenearby power lines are down and non-functioning.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I look around and I see the phone lines leading to herapartment, separate from the power lines and intact. I try to explain to herthat the phones are on their own electrical system separate from the normalelectric lines and that even when the power goes out the phones can still work.Her confusion is easy to explain from all the downed wires but all of them areelectrical and the phone wires, not seen by her, are hanging low overhead andcan be traced all the way back to the pole.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And the dream ends.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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Dethklok makes their debut appearance in my dreams.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m in a cheap motel, the kind you see in small towns oralong any highway in the 80’s. The room is not too big, the carpet needs a lotof love and the bed looks questionable.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Dethklok is in the room with me, and they are also examiningthe room. Skwisgar seems to be particularly concerned with something he can seeon the bed from his perspective and Toki and Nathan are looking at a stain onthe floor in front of me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]No one looks like they will remain in the room much longer.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And the dream ends.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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