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I wake up to find myself laying in my bed. I can hear my partner and feel them. I go to turn on the light on the head board when it doesn't turn on I realize I am still dreaming. I try screaming but nothing comes out. I try shaking my partner but does not wake. I start getting scared. Then I wake up. I try turning on the light again and still it doesn't turn on. I am still dreaming. I still can't make a sound I can move around. i feel like someone is watching me. Getting scared not knowing if I will ever wake. I go back to my bed and lay down thinking maybe I can go back to normal sleep. but still nothing. I remember that before I went to bed I had a glass of water. I took the glass and dumped it on my head. Then I awoke. laying in bed. I turned on the light and this time it came on so I knew I was awake.

I woke up in the middle of a bright city on a sunny day. Everything seemed to come directly out of my mind and I saw this directly. Then I thought this is the mind of my guru. Some how at the time I thought this was funny and started to laugh very hard, I joyful laugh. Things appeared in the sky as a stood in one place. All my energy seemed to be center in my throat I could almost see the red ah. Then I started to chant om practicing a guru yoga. Everything went black all that was left me saying ommmmm with a intense feeling of happiness and then ah and then hum. I chanted so loud in the dream I thought maybe I was actually talking in waking life. The effects carried over in the waking state.

I woke up in the middle of a bright city on a sunny day. Everything seemed to come directly out of my mind and I saw this directly. Then I thought this is the mind of my guru. Some how at the time I thought this was funny and started to laugh very hard, I joyful laugh. Things appeared in the sky as a stood in one place. All my energy seemed to be center in my throat I could almost see the red ah. Then I started to chant om practicing a guru yoga. Everything went black all that was left me saying ommmmm with a intense feeling of happiness and then ah and then hum. I chanted so loud in the dream I thought maybe I was actually talking in waking life. The effects carried over in the waking state.

I was in my old house in Temple City. My childhood caretaker visits me with her husband. I was surprised that they came all the way here from Macau just to see me! I thought I saw the husband holding a tourist flag. I didn't really recognize him at first because he got tanner and stronger here. He's also not as friendly as I knew him. She took me to the backyard, we were the only one outside. She told me I should respect and listen to my mom. I yelled out in anger that I won't respect my mom. I couldn't believe that my mom made her come and talk to me.

08/13/2012
1AM - 10AM

WILD,at first i saw small animals like mice under my table, but the picture wasn't clear and i wait a bit. then all became clear, i made a pen on my palm, took a sheet of paper and wright one line about daily life. damn! i again don't remember what i 've written! and it wasn't DJ - it was only sheet(( Several times i made pen on the palm - sometimes it was short a bit, but it could write. Then i went to street to write my name by the fire on the sky. at first i wasn't succed. But then i made from my index finger little fire like lighter has. then biger, biger and till the sky. I wrote all letters of my name and was compliting the last one - something or somebody invisible caught my finger. I stop writing and went to see to make big waves - but could make only half - meters. it's not big. and awoke.

Back in high school.

All was the same as it is now -- I'm twenty, I'm a high school graduate, and I'm unemployed, so going back to school seemed like a good idea somehow. My first class, I'm not sure what the class even was, but I opened up my textbook and it was full of Kpop artists. I remember scanning the pages and found pictures of all but one member of 2NE1 (Dara). Whatever assignment we were supposed to be doing, I didn't hear the instructions over, so I just flipped through the textbook and read for my own pleasure. Not super important, but there was a mention of Clint Eastwood in that textbook that featured mostly Kpop stars, so yeah, that's interesting.

After that class, I carried my purse, my bookbag, and one textbook out with me. As I was walking through the halls, I saw a girl with whom I'm no longer friends in reality, but was close friends with since I was in sixth grade and during high school. I tried my best to ignore her, pretend to be looking off in another direction and not notice her crossing my path. I happened to drop my textbook by accident, which happened to be a good distraction. To my next class, I found some people I knew, people I went to school with who were graduates like me, and I asked them, "Why are we here when we've already graduated? How is being here going to benefit us any?" I don't remember their answers, but I believe it was supposed to make finding work easier somehow.

In my next class, which took place in the school library, there were several people, most of which were not yet graduates. I noticed the tables at which we were sitting (or at least mine) was either too tall or the chair was too short, so the surface came up to my chest and it was too high for me to write comfortably. The teacher was kind of a dick and wouldn't shut the hell up about how texting isn't allowed in class and a bunch of other stuff to which I wasn't listening. He then asked that if anyone had any questions, they write them down on a sheet of paper to be turned in to him. As I was writing my question, again, "How is attending high school for another year going to benefit those of us who have already graduated?" he read it over my shoulder, and seemed so thrilled. "You've already graduated?!" to which a fellow real-life graduate of mine raised her hand and said, "Yeah, me, too!" He said, "Well, okay, we've got some special jobs for you girls then," but didn't really get to telling us what they were.

Here's where it gets... more weird. I'm not sure, but I think I might have been walking home. I was walking through a familiar field of trees that, in reality, exists right out front of my elementary school, just across the street from my apartment. As I was walking, there was a large dinosaur in my path, and some younger students were in danger of him, so I had to fight him off (I think I had a whip or some other type of melee weapon). I had some help fighting him, but I can't remember from whom. Either small wild dogs, or small tame dinosaurs. After fighting him to the death and receiving thanks for saving those kids, I continued on my way. I sat at the edge of the road outside that field, I think waiting for someone to pick me up, and the girl I mentioned in the first portion of the dream, the one who, in reality, was my best friend and no longer is, she came down to sit next to me. We were talking and became friends again, but we were still discussing, "Why are we here? You and I are twenty and have already graduated, so why are we here? Isn't it weird?" Of course, again, I didn't really find an answer.

The rest of the dream is either really fuzzy or it made so little sense that trying to type out the events will seem counterproductive, but I'll sum it up by saying:
- I got in a cab, there was a fellow student in the front seat and I sat in the back.
- He had a huge crush on me, I guess because I was already a graduate, I was older than most kids there, and I seemed smart because of it.
- He tried convincing me he was also a graduate there and he was twenty-five, but I didn't believe him.
- Through some transition I can't remember or explain, I was no longer in the cab, but I was home, trying to make strawberry smoothies.
- I heard some kind of alarm coming from another apartment that I had never heard before, and it sounded serious. My sister went to check it out, and when she didn't come back, I went to check it out.
- I think the alarm was because a storm was coming or something, but my Mom's cat had followed me outside and found his way in a neighbor's apartment, so I spent the last bit of the dream trying to get him out without alerting my neighbor to the fact that I was intruding.

And then my boyfriend woke me up, so that's where my dream ends. I feel like I should note that, unlike most dreams where someone goes back to high school or to an old job, this one wasn't stressful at all. I was confused as to why I was there, but I was actually really, really excited that I might be able to so easily further my education, and that everything I would be tested over would be stuff I already knew. It was just going to be so easy, and I was really looking forward to it. I'm wondering whether it relates to my recent consideration of going to beauty school. Anyway, the constant questioning of "But why am I here?" might have been a split second of lucidity, and then something followed every time and distracted me from my questions (though obviously not permanently).

i was on a unicycle and i was using power lines to boost my speed on a highway and i was using some kind of energy beam to connect with the power lines while on the ground. ended up running off the highway into a grassy field.
-later the same night-
i was on acruise with a ton of people and it stopped on a very small island and people got off of the boat and were on the island like it was a beach.
-later the same night-
i was in some old ruins and at one part of the ruins i was about to walk into a movie theater (like that corridor that leads to the seating?) and i had a flashlight that wouldnt turn off, then a big computer screen popped up in the corner and a girl i know sent me a message on facebook, and there was pokemon in the ruins

Non-dream Dream

Just a few fragments:

I am playing baseball and the world is coming to an end. It is survival of the fittest and I have some special powers. I am telling people that my wife cheated on me with BW - I don't think it was true though. All of the building around me are exploding and crashing down.

Theory 1

My dream self is my dark side. This is why I act and think differently while dreaming even when lucid. Certain strong points such as strong emotion, fear, morals and values still resemble myself, so must need to be strong to break through dream self.

Spoiler for Dream plot:

Working hard at preserving a men's soul the Destroyer makes a bargain. Do I take it?

Coming soon

Spoiler for Dream plot:

A quest to have a child using Demon assistance and the Demons sex slave.

Lucidity RED
Thoughts BLUE

Bank - Fragment
I am trying to fill out a bunch of paper work at the bank.

Baby
My unborn son born. I am upset because I don't remember any of it. I fee like went a way for a long time. He looks like he is about a year old and is talking like he is 5. I put him on the top bunch of the girls' bunkbed. I ask my wife how old he is. She says he is only 15 days old. Together we say "But he acts like he is 5". "I know." She said. "He is so smart!" I am still trying to process why the heck I cant remember anything. I know something is wrong her but I can't figure it out. I play with him for a while and make up for lost time. Then, I get distracted by my phone and start messing with it. I feel guilty for not paying him attention.

Evil Horse Statues
I am in a museum. Full of horses statues made of various materials. I spend a lot of time looking around. Boring (I'll leave out some detail for time sake) Then I come to a strange stone one. It makes and evil face at me and I kick it. The entire statue become glued to my foot and is light like cardboard. I freak out and panic to get it off me. I startle away.

Game of Thrones and Sweeney Todd *LUCID*
WBTB MILD
I am standing on the edge of a wooded area with Jared. I see a bright blue sky and water. There is a road in front of us that leads to a stone bridge. Along the road there is a white picked fence. 3 or 4 wizards are dueling. I see fire and bright flashed of electricity. I don't know what came from who.
Jared remarks on this scene. "They are manifesting for the first time."
I reply with a comment about Game of Thrones. "Yeah I really like Thrones but it gets so boring in places and I lose interest."
Jared replies, "Well, you know it just.....
I interupt, "Hey look! It's umm... It's him!" I see Little Finger but I can't think of his name.
Jared looks. "Oh yeah that's that one guy."

I walk away but now I am walking side by side with a Lanaster. I am trying to decide if it is Tyrion or Jamie. I get worried because we are enemies but I am in desguise. I am really Benjamin Barker but going under the name Sweeney Todd. I get a view of the two of us from behind as we walk accross the stone bridge. I see that it is Tyrion but taller and I can see my crazy Sweeney hair with a grey streak.

Suddenly we are entering a tavern/commons type building. The outside is all stone. The inside has white was wood walls. The entrance is open like a huge garage without a door. I look up and all around. I think to myself that I need to remember this for later. So I gather all the detail that I can. I am taking this as me visiting a ren-fest and I need to write in my day journal later. I notice to the left are what look like bleachers and people in renaissance garb and eating turkey legs. To the right are some wooden rustic tables and chairs but I don't get much detail from it. Then in the back and to the right is an out cropping in the wall and an open window with a bar wench waiting to take orders. She looks bored.

I continue walking to the left and back. There is an opening to a dark red brick tunnel or hallway. I meet up with a Wizard. He looks a little like Sageous' Avatar but more real. He is bald and has a long flowing beard. I only get a gimps of him so I don't really see what his robes looks like.

So Wizard Sageous follows behind him and starts lecturing me about... I think was dream control. As he is talking. He shoot green plastic suction cup darts ahead of me marking the way. I have to jump down large ledges like huge stairs. I don't remeber much what he is saying but the thing that sticks out clearly is... "You can do it if you believe it. Or, I am just a great demon and I am lying to you. You decide." I find this to be profound and I ponder it intently.

We are now deep in some underground tunnel system made of brick. There is a 3 or 4 inch whole low on the wall. Wizard Sageous tells me I have to find a way to fit in it and continue on. I want to believe it but can't seem to understand. I turn and look the other way and see the tunnel turns to the left and into darkness. I see Wizard Sageous walking out of it into an adjacent tunnel.

I turn back and notice the hole has become very large. "AH! I get it! I believe it!" I now know that I am dreaming. I stare at the hole and half the wall disolves into nothing. There is a clear path for me now. But now I don't care to go there. I look to were Sageous walked out of a second ago and think that I have to really go that way. For some reason I know that there is something dangerous to me. An enemy of some sort. I start to go but it is too dark. Then I open a section or wall and look for some sort of light. Its dark there too. Then I remember I can summon. I reached into my back left pant pocket and pull out a 3inch mag light. I can feel the flashlight in my hand very vividly. I push the button and feel the click. The back of the cubby I opened is lit up with a blueish LED type light. I turn to go into the tunnel. And I suddenly wake up.

Maybe next time I will listen and go where I am told! HA! And Sageous the wizard?!?!? I freaken love it! He was almost like a dream guide!

Well I lie still and begin DEILD I feel SP comming but I get so distracted by the dream and I started replying the thing in my mind. Too much thought woke me up. SP faded. I had trouble going back to sleep after that.


Dead Grandma- Fragment
I experience strong HI untill a full not lucid dream occurs. Funny there was no SP
I am looking in the filing cabinet on the bottom drawer. My wife comes close to me and bumps her pregnant belly on my head. I look up and caress and kiss her belly. Then I look at her face and it VIVIDLY distorts into my dead gramdma. I am reminded of how it happens in Grimm. She telepathically tells me that she is reincarnated into my unborn son. I ask her how can that be he is a boy and you were a woman. She tells me things like that don't matter. I wake with a startle.

I don't know why she is showing up after all these years. I am not saying I think this dream means anything. It is just odd! And what if?

This is again a daily entry of what I dreamt this morning, 13 August 2012.

Somehow, somewhere, Ayn Rand's The Fountainhead was very real. I sat observing the scene unfolding around me. I fully expected Howard Roark, the renegade architect, to rape Dominique Francon. It was expected. Really, it was just that.

I awaken sometime around 8:10 am. Falling back asleep for a brief period of only about 30 minutes.

A former friend of mine was angry with me for some reason. It seemed that he didn't want me talking about his ex-girlfriend.

I discover this apartment building on a quiet busy intersection, somehow reminiscent of basketball and laundry. I'm at the basement of what looks like my house, trying to connect to the Internet, and it was late morning.

Now I'm in my geography class again, expected to complete about three assignments, and after asking around apparently one of them was due yesterday. Gasp! The latest one, somehow, is due July 19th, which is apparently in the future.

I sit down to talk to this girl, who seemed to enjoy talking to me all year, and we were discussing something other than all these overburdening assignments.

Suddenly, something makes me realize this is all a dream. People around me continue to walk about, producing a strange and loud din.

I try to close my eyes and change the scenery. It doesn't work, as the talking is too loud. So I close my eyes even harder shut, and plug my ears in attempt to drown out all awareness of the surroundings.

Immediately, I'm rushed into this big portal, finding it hard to open my eyes again, not because it's too bright out here or anything. I "see", or visualize, swarms of a tunnel or whirlpool escorting me at a sudden speed.

What I see next disappoints me. I have awoken in my room, and it's morning.

Something is a bit strange here. The blinds are fully closed, but golden sunlight is pouring into the room, as though it's about 7 am or earlier. A plaque on my wall is directly ahead of me, instead of slightly to the right.

A book appears in my hand, and I'm turned to one of the first few pages, around page six, or maybe nine. It quotes page 1212 of the Qu'ran, possibly suras 7-12, emphasizing 8-9. It talks about relationships, but the large block of text near the bottom of the page on the right is rather condensed and uncited. It's highly reminiscent of something. I decide to record all this down before I forget.

I rush to the cupboard and shelf, eager to write things down on paper in my physical dream journal, under August 13. I know what date it is. Suddenly...

I wake up. My lucid dream had partially succeeded, only I had forgotten to do any reality checks and thus was fooled into thinking a dream was waking life. I rise to go to the bathroom, go to sleep without remembering much of a dream, and then wake up around 11 am, after which I go back to sleep, have a 10 minute dream, and then awaken again to begin my day.

I was playing Serious Sam then I realised I was late for school because it was 8:90. Went to the kitchen and realised I was dreaming because the 7 and 6 were the wrong way around on the clock. So I said something to mum, who was in the kitchen, went and flew, tried to basic summon, but it didn't work. (AGAIN!!!)
I stood and stablised with awareness, then I did a finger count and finger through palm RC.
Then I ate a flower because I wanted it to be like a banana, but it tasted horrible!

08-13-2012 -- At a bank somewhere (Costa Mesa?) though I don't know if I am there making a delivery or doing a mystery shop. There's a robbery going on, and people are being shot. I think at first it is a lady doing the shooting, but then things change, and the lady was one of the ones being shot. I am taking pictures with my camera, and I think there is a friend with me, who might be interviewing people or something. There is a hint of writing an article for the Hornet.

Soon I am in an office building, sitting behind a desk. The area reminds me of the TAMS building, but I am not working security. Tell the truth, I have no idea what I am doing, which makes it hard to get too much accomplished. Lots of people around, and piles of stuff. I guess part of the office was closed for a couple of days, and people from other parts were leaving notes about stuff, but they got buried or blew away, so stuff is being missed.

There is a tall, attractive blonde who seems to be the boss, and she is griping about me not getting enough done, and asking me if I will make the mail run, collecting outgoing mail throughout the building. She is also yelling at everybody about finding some of the missing notes. I had my shoes off, so I am trying to put them back on, and in the process I find some papers and stuff on the ground and start looking through them to maybe find some of the notes.

I find a couple of notes I think might be the ones she is looking for (something about a clown?), and have gotten my shoes on, but now I can't find her. Seems she is mad that I haven't already gotten the mail, and has gone to get it herself.

One of the ladies is leaving the restroom, and several others are commenting on how much of a stink she left behind, as they all move into the break room. My friend from earlier calls me over and tells me they caught us on surveillance video at the bank robbery, and may want to know why we were taking pictures and talking to people. I look at the news report, and yes, there we are. I note how a lot of others weren't as sensible as we were, and got much closer to the gunmen.

My friend is pointing to the screen and telling people "We were there. We saw it." They don't believe him until I tell them it is true, and we're going to do a story on it.

Soon I am back at my desk, still trying to find the tall blonde. A couple of Fullerton College graduates have stopped in to drop off applications, and I figure I'll ask about maybe doing this job permanently, since my car is broke down and I can no longer do the driving job. [True, my car lost its tranny a couple days ago, and I now have to look for a new job. Can't courier without a good vehicle.] I also figure I will ask what the job I am supposed to be doing actually is, so I can start to do it. But I can't find her anywhere.

By this point the office area is the main salon at the Adventurer's Club, and as I hear Sheila doing Samantha Sterling upstairs on the Zebra Mezzanine, I realize she is the blonde. She's now in costume and performing, so I know it's going to be a while before I can talk to her. Graham is playing Hathaway and trading one-liners with her.