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I was in a foggy, snowy environment. I believe there were mountains in the distance but the fog was so dense that I couldn't be sure. Out of the fog a white fox came pacing towards me. I got the feeling the fox knew me and that I knew it, it continued to pace towards me without unlocking its gaze from me. I become suspicious of my environment and perform a reality check by looking at my hands. I had an extra finger! The dream dissolves, becoming more and more foggy, before I seemingly awake.

Although, I hadn't awoken. I was laying in bed but still something felt very odd, I checked the time twice, and the time had changed. I checked my hands to make sure and I now had 7 fingers. I realised I was still dreaming and got excited, the dream faded again and I actually awoke.

I was still in a daze, unsure of what happened, but I attempted going back to sleep. I was laying in my bed with eyes closed when all of a sudden my body just felt weightless, like a feather. I gradually opened my eyes and checked my hands, I again had 7 fingers and knew I was dreaming, but I checked the clock to make sure, it was changing times.

I lifted myself from bed, kind of unsteadily and was shocked by how realistic my room felt, yet it was still kind of dreamy. There were slight differences to real life though, I noticed something pulled out from under my bed, and the drawer in my desk was open.

I decide I want to try flying, I walk up to my wall/window and imagine myself phasing through it, I put my hand on it and it just slips through the wall. I edge the rest of my body through and it feels like my entire body is being squashed as I pass through, it was a really strange sensation. As I reach the outside world, my weightless body floats down into the garden.

I am again in awe at how realistic the dream is, I could feel the grass between my toes and the cool air. I assume it was early morning as the dream was dimly lit, I want extra light so I try to brighten the dream but it only gets washed out and blinding, so I tone it back down.

I then try to fly, I leap up into the air but I am unable to sustain the flight, and instead simply leap over the back fence into a small garden, nothing but grass surrounded by fence. I try to leap into the air again, only this time I shoot right up, flying higher and higher and eventually into the clouds. I can see all the houses and gardens below me and I am beginning to see the curvature of the Earth.

I begin flying, it was a surreal feeling. I am in a superman pose although I notice I am quite bad at turning. I move my legs and just about manage to perform a turn. As I'm flying by this building, I attempt to smash the windows in it with telekinetic powers, but fail.

I come across this zoo-like area, there's only one cage with animals in it and they were polar bears. They are fighting it out. I wonder why the zoo is closed, but notice a sign that mentioned it was Saturday but that the theme park was still open.

I fly down a bit more and see queues of people and roller-coasters, all tightly packed together. I fly up into the inner-workings of the roller-coasters, a small dimly lit box where all the roller-coaster tracks passed through. I am almost hit by the coasters several times, and make sure I can pass through the roller-coaster tracks like I did with my wall so I know I am not going to be hit.

I cannot find a way out of this room, but notice in the distance a group of kids swinging down on ropes and watching the coasters zoom by. I hover up to them and grab onto one of their ropes as they pull me up.

I begin to lose lucidity, I walk down a flight of stairs and become lost in this house. I ask a woman if she knew the way out, but she seemed to be kind of lost too, there were lots of false doorways with nothing but brick walls behind them. Eventually we go down this tiny flight of stairs and have to duck under a low roof with a tiny door at the end.

Things blur here and I lose a lot of vividness and all my lucidity.

Non-lucid segment:
I find myself in town. I am an earth-bender and somebody else is a fire-bender. We decide to combine out elements to make a lava-element. It gets out of control and lava is spewing up from the ground and lava golems are rising out and attacking.

I try to control it by restricting my earth element but fail. I go get the fire-bender back, who was just driving away in his fancy car. I get in the driver's seat of his car and drive it back down to where the chaos is happening, smashing his car into another parked outside a store, and then we stop the lava.

I realise in the intensity of performing lava abilities that my earth-bending has become much more powerful, I am able to move people underground, effectively teleporting them, just by surrounding them in earth. Everyone is fascinated with my new power and we do a bunch of experimenting with it, before I wake up.

These two dreams are from Thursday night and Wednesday night. They were definitely strange dreams, and my mind is still reeling from them.

I'll start with the first one.


American Gestapo-

In this dream, I was sitting at a desk, looking at a large orange book with the title covering it in large black bold letters. Something about America.

As I opened the book, I noticed that it was not full of words like I had expected it to be. In fact, it was nothing but pictures with a few captions here and there. As I flipped through the book, recognising pictures such as Dr. King's "I have a dream.." speech, something strange started happening.

The pictures began moving, like a movie.

After I flipped past the 9/11 pictures and those of the present time, I came to a section that I had not heard of or seen before. None of these moving pictures were captioned, but they caught my attention the same way a headline about an atrocious act does.

The first picture I focused on was one of a parade. But it was not a happy parade. And although many of the men who were in the picture were marching in military formation, they were not wearing the usual formal military clothing. Their uniforms were grayish-blue and upon closer inspection, I heard myself say "They look like the Schutzstaffel".
A friend was sitting next to me and nodded, and we both sat in mesmerised silence as the picture continued. Towards the end of the parade, was a small group of men who were wearing the same style of clothing only without insignia, medals and entirely black. I remember thinking "American Gestapo", before I realised they were marching out of formation, throwing rocks into windows, yelling, running onto sidewalks to frighten women and their children. They looked angry, and were very, very violent.


Then I flipped the page and something strange happened. I was sucked into the next picture, and was viewing the scene as if I was a non-existant entity. Around me, I watched as long lines of women, men and children; marched drearily past me. But there was something strange about it. They were all covered in nothing but mere rags, they were mostly non-Caucasian Americans; and they wore nothing but worried, scared or sad expressions. Here and there, I could hear children crying in the distance, and their mothers trying to hush them in their native tongues.

There was a loud thundering sound, and a large horse carrying a man dressed like the "American Gestapo" in the previous picture, rode up. He was carrying a baton in his belt and a whip was in his hand. He used this whip to slash people in the crowd, yelling at them to "hurry up".

There were a few other men on foot, who walked through the crowd, randomly beating children or their parents for crying, whimpering, and/or making some other sound.

I stood watching in horror, wanting desperately to put a stop to what was going on, but I couldn't. I was just a ghost.




I woke up, and this has been bugging me to this day. I don't know what could have possibly triggered this dream, other than the fact that again, it seemed like a premonition or a warning. Not necessarily of what is going to happen, but what could.



Assassination Attempt-

In this dream, I am the same man I was in the 666-7109 dream. I am boarding a small white yacht at a port somewhere in what looks like Italy. There are many heads of state and other government officials as well as a few upper-class tourists on this boat.
It will be a little bit before the boat leaves the port, so I take a seat at a small round table on the bow deck. I lean back in the chair, and a cooling ocean breeze caresses my face as I count the very few clouds in the brilliant blue sky.

I am wearing a tucked into light colored polo shirt, a belt, and khaki pants (like a Country Club member xD). I am here for something, protection or something like that.

I sit there for a while, when I notice out of the corner of my eye a suspicious looking man come on board. I get up, and quietly follow him, trying not to bring attention to myself. That's when I see the current Russian prime minister board. He is wearing casual clothing, and a rain jacket.


Suddenly the scene changes and everyone is ducking for cover in fright as the suspicious looking man pulls out a gun (he's wearing a jacket, sunglass and something around his head and face. He is unidentifiable) and begins trying to shoot the prime minister. Just when everyone thinks he has a clear shot I end up standing in front of him and taking a bullet in the chest.

Somehow, I don't die. But instantly, I'm aware of the even greater threat that the man poses, and end up trying to get the prime minister out of the city. The man from earlier is working for a militia group.



I woke up and was all "Um.....Okay....."

This time in the dream I started out lucid. I was in a classroom, but it was sort of small. Anyway first I tried shooting flames out of my hands on to a person, but it didn't show up, only the mark on the person's shirt. Next I tried to move them a bit using the force, it worked. Now I tried to fly and Idk what I did the first try but I failed and then the 2nd try I got it. Next I went up to a door and tried to make a hot girl appear, it didn't work. So I tried again while knowing I could make them appear and then it worked. So I got to business. I'm guessing the dream was around ~3-5 mins. And I could feel things but it was minor, nothing much. I felt the flying part a bit and the sex part a little

This dream was odd. I had lucid and non-lucid moments, but my athletic ability to climb was truly surprising.

And so many dream signs!


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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The day is Halloween, and I am with my kids scrambling toget them ready to go over to their grandparent’s house. Last minute touch-upsto costumes and making sure the front door is locked, we leave and head over totheir side of town.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the dream their house is on a side street along SouthFirst, far from their real home. A privacy fence surrounds the front yard andI’m not accustomed to walking through a gate to get to their door. Inside thehouse the living room is decorated for a Halloween Party, and a few pumpkinscan be found in the corners of the room instead of outside.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The clock says it is close to 7:00 P.M. but the sky stillhas light in it. I am just about to leave with the kids when the phone rings.The random person who answers it tells me that my daughter’s teacher is on thephone, and I can’t imagine what could be so important that she would call onHalloween night. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Reaching for the corded white phone I say Hello with aquestioning sound, still not sure what could be so important as to call now.She explains that she is in north Austin and wants to know if the neighborhoodaround the school is a good place for trick-or-treating, knowing we live rightacross the street from the school. I wonder why she is in north Austin when Iknow she lives southwest.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Gesturing with my hand as I speak I explain to her thatnormally she could come visit us and see that the school neighborhood is agreat place for trick-or-treating, but seeing as we are at the grandparent’shouse we aren’t handing out candy at home this year. I think about whichneighborhood I should recommend, debating in my mind the best places for candyand finding people home. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I think you should try the neighborhood around the school,“I tell her. “There are lots of people around with kids and there will be morecandy than going to some of the western neighborhoods. Of course, you couldalways come visit us off South First, lots of people over here giving outcandy.” I smile thinking about how much fun the kids are going to have, brieflywishing I could be one also.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“It’s already 7 o’clock. You probably have about 90 minutesto trick-or-treat, and every 30 minutes you delay reduces the chances ofgetting a good supply of decent candy. It would probably take you too long toget here. I suggest you either stay where you are or try the neighborhoodaround the school.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I feel disappointed that we won’t get to see her and herkids for Halloween but the thought of being helpful lifts my spirits. I reallywant them to have a good time.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I get off the phone and walk from the dining hall to theliving room, finding myself in the house I shared with my mom in the early90’s. I walked out the front door and found it was daytime, perhaps earlier inthe day than before, though I still felt it was just after 7P.M. People werearound inside and out as though I was holding a party, so I assumed that I mustbe having people over. Even my neighbors were out walking about the street butI did not recognize any of them.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the driveway stood a man with a motorcycle, an oldermodel clearly in need of repair. The body was black but the rims of the bikewere golden instead of the normal chrome typically found on bikes like this.The biker was likewise dressed in black, and his clothes appeared a bit rattyas though he had been wearing them for years. His attire seemed odd consideringhow hot it was outside.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The man turned off the bike’s engine as I approached andwalked to the opposite side of the bike from me. I noticed that fluid wasleaking from a seam close to where the front poles attached to the frame of thebike, and as I bent down to inspect it closer the leak intensified. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Your bike is leaking!” I said this with urgency, though notquite a shout. The man stopped and looked back to where I had indicated. “Isthat a problem?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I think it might be.” He said this matter-of-factly andthen smiled at me, his handlebar mustache flaring up as his dirty teeth peekedout from between his chapped lips. His oversized round goggles made his faceseem overly cheery despite the spike on his classic-style helmet.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The liquid came in contact with some hot part on the bikeand began to steam/smoke. The smell was part gasoline and part coolant, anunusual smell for a motorcycle. Some of the paint on the front column began todisappear, exposing grey metal beneath. I began to back away from the bike,expecting it to catch fire at any moment. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]This seemed like a good time to go indoors, and I headedupstairs. For some reason I felt I needed the phone again, and I grabbed it offa table in my upstairs room. People were out on my balcony and I looked aroundfor a quiet place to talk on the phone, the music playing in my room too loudfor a private conversation. I was aboutto choose the closet or bathroom as a good place to talk when something caughtmy eye outside.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Quickly turning to my right I heard a crashing soundaccompanied by a frightening rumbling sound, similar to the effect of a tankpassing by. I looked out the window and past the people sitting outside to seea yellow crane passing my house and turning to crash over the fence between myproperty and the neighbor’s house. A large scoop/wrecking ball was attached toa cable at the front of the crane.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Moderately upset that the man had driven the crane over myproperty and left deep grooves in the yard I suddenly realized that if he wasgoing to trash and demolish the furniture around the backyard pool I should askif I could have first-crack at some of the stuff before it became trash. Therewas some nice furniture over there.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I turned again and raced through the room, passing right onby the stairs to the first floor. I needed a quicker way down and I foundmyself on the front balcony, a structure that didn’t normally adorn the housebut something I had always wanted, and would have placed there had I built thehouse myself. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I found myself looking out from the third floor of what wasnormally a two-story house, and I briefly wondered how I was going to get downsafely if I wasn’t using the stairs. Becoming suddenly aware I was dreaming Iknew the best way down would be to vault over the railing and lower myself downto the second floor. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Getting over the rail was easier than I expected, and eventhe rough wood gave me no splinters as I climbed down. I did not feel my weightas I expertly lowered my feet to the second floor railing, the rough woodproviding plenty of grip to keep me from falling. Remaining on the outside ofthe railing as I brought my body down I repeated the maneuver I used, quicklyfinding myself just four feet above the ground. An easy landing brought me tothe grass in the front yard where the driveway should normally be, and I ranalong the side of the house to catch up with the mighty yellow beast.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The fence was destroyed and a moderate pile of debris andwhat used to be patio furniture sat next to the pool. I almost skidded as Imade the turn into the yard, running past the crystal clear water and over tothe patio near the hot-tub. I managed to catch the attention of the manoperating the vehicle as he approached. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The man was dressed in a blue button-up shirt, patternedlines all over the material. Khaki shorts and loafers completed his outfit, andhe stood before me like a man unsure of how to react. He appeared to be in hislate 40’s and was balding slightly on the top of his head. I suspected hisancestry to be northern European, his face round but flat on top with a widemouth and thin lips. He didn’t seem like someone who smiled often.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Hi, I’m your neighbor, Melanie. Welcome to theneighborhood! I was wondering, if you’re going to demolish everything could Ilook over any of the furniture or other things before you destroy them?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I gave him my most pleasant smile as I asked, dipping myhand in the beautiful water of the hot-tub, surprised to find it cold andinviting, just like the nearby pool. He stuck his hands in his pockets, lookeddown and scuffed his shoes in the dirt.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Shucky darn, “he replied. “I haven’t decided yet if I’mgoing to demolish everything. I guess so.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I believed he was indicating I could look around for thingsI liked though he never was any clearer with his answer. I turned my gaze tothe house over my right shoulder and saw a young girl, presumably his daughter,staring out at us from a wide window in the kitchen. She was probably aroundten years old, pretty, with long hair and a blue shirt. She sat on a stool andturned her head to the side when I looked at her, as though she was avoiding mystare. She seemed meek, possibly unsure of what was going on and how to react. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The kitchen was beautiful and seemed fitting for such a nicehouse. Wide, well-lit spaces with new appliances and furniture that looked likeit was made from polished bamboo or some other light-colored wood. I wasenvious.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Knowing I had done what I set out to do I knew it was timeto leave, telling myself that I didn’t want to upset this guy, particularly ifhe was going to be my new neighbor. He seemed like a nice dream character, Idecided. When I wake up, I thought, I should tell the people on DreamViewsabout him. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walked back over to my house and entered through the reardoor, the messy floor immediately coming into focus. The party must have endedand everyone had left, possibly when the giant construction vehicle had showedup. It had been a little scary.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I woke up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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I got some sleep last night and I had some interesting dreams. This one was lucid, involved flying, and I remembered DreamViews and the lovely people here!

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I have a false awakening and I’m lying in my bed at my dad’shouse in California. I find I am not in his current house but the one he hadwhen he lived in Alameda for 25 years. The bed is near the corner of the roomand to my left (while lying on my stomach) is a window, brightly lit by themorning sun. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The window is covered by paper shades, a thin material thatrolls up just like a typical window blind. I lift it up and when my eyes adjustto the bright scene I see the ocean. It’s a beautiful scene to wake up to. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Normally I should see another house from this window, but Ifind myself looking at water instead. I decide I want some pictures to show thepeople on DreamViews, to show off how beautiful the scene I wake up to is. Ifind my camera on the table and place it near the window. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Looking closer, I realize the window is a bit dirty, and Istart rubbing the glass with my finger. It isn’t working as well as I wouldlike, and I think how I hate this effect in dreams. I appear to be aware thatI’m dreaming but I can’t control anything yet. I continue cleaning the glass asbest as I can, hoping to make a nice clean spot for my camera lens. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Noting that some of the dirt is on the outside of the windowwhere I can’t clean, I give up and place my camera near the window. I move thecenter-point around, trying to get the camera to focus properly and adjustexposure, cursing myself for not bringing my film camera. The scene finallyresolves into focus, and I notice that I’m looking out at the bay, not theocean. In the background of the picture, across the water, is a large greymountain that doesn’t normally appear anywhere in the Bay Area.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I stare at the mountain for a minute, trying to figure outhow it got there. It’s not like a normal mountain, covered with trees orsnow-capped. Instead it’s almost smooth, as though it was covered with slopedglaciers. Fracture lines are visible in what appears to be ice, though I havenever before seen a glacier so dull.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I take a couple pictures of this scene and decide I would ratherhave some pictures from the beach, so I get up and walk out of the house. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Normally I would have to walk a few blocks and make someturns to even see water from his house, let alone get anywhere near a beach. Onthis day, however, an alley ran right along the side of the house which ledstraight to the water. I really wanted to fly to the beach and get therefaster, but normal flight didn’t fit in with my desire to swim, so Icompromised and flew on an air mattress. Like most of my flying dreams I movedas though I was in water, lying on the air mattress and pushing my handsagainst the air to move forward. I knew I was dreaming for sure but I had nodesire to change anything.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I flew past many houses and a couple of apartment buildingsas well, and as I came over a slight rise in the landscape I could finally seewater ahead of me. It was a pretty scene, and I tried taking pictures here butthe view wasn’t as open as I would like, and people kept interfering with myview of the water. I knew waiting would work out better.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Arriving at the beach I floated on through a cave in therock to a beach cove that had the most beautiful ocean access. The cove waswide, surrounded by rock except for the cave behind me, and had a nice sandybeach that any surfer would be proud of. The rock walls behind me shaded thecove from the early sun, and a number of families had set up their belongingsin the protected sides of the cove to avoid the wind. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I floated along the length of the beach and just took in theview for a minute. I remembered while I was there in the first place and tookout my camera, fixing my view on a distant buoy perhaps a half-mile out. Ittook my camera a while to focus but this time I was happy to not have anymountains in my view, just the beautiful ocean with some small white caps. Icouldn’t have been happier, and I thought about how great the pictures would bewhen I showed everyone on DV.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I woke up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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I had this dream fragment Monday morning. Like Sunday, I woke up early and never got to go back to sleep. I'm sure with how tired I was I would have had a good dream and probably lucidity if I could have.

Anyway, I am still noticing the color blue.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I was face-to-face with a large man, bulky and sweaty, withvisible veins along his skin. He looked upset, though it could have just beenthe effort of moving his sweaty bulk around. He was clearly not enjoyinggravity.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Dressed in a stained wifebeater that may have once beenwhite, he looked like he had been eating something recently. Food stained hischin, his shirt, and the light blue shorts he was wearing. I had never seen aman this big in person, and I was repulsed by his appearance. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As he approached he began to speak but only moans andguttural sounds came out at first. My instinct was to flee but something heldme to that spot. I didn’t want him to touch me or come any closer. I neversmelled him but I feared I wouldn’t like it if I could.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He stopped and looked at me like I was doing somethingwrong. Oddly it wasn’t my displeasure that seemed to bother him. Somethingother than my expression had caught his eye, something big enough to make himpause. This made me turn my head slightly to the side in wonderment.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He regained his composure, made a half-smile, and simplysaid, “They’re coming.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Before I had a chance to ask him about this he turned andbegan walking away. I was just about to reach out, ask him to turn around, whenhe suddenly disappeared. His form shot forward in a blur that diminished to adistant point. It happened so fast I had no time to register it before thepoint grew into a blinding white point of light that expanded to fill myvision.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And I woke up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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I was woken up early Sunday morning by my son calling from camp, so my dream recall isn't what I would have liked. Still, I remember this fragment.


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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Surrounded by farmland I find I am in California, nearbyrolling hills leading to tall mountains in the distance. The air is warm in thevalley, a perfect place to grow green crops and tall grasses, and thesnow-capped mountains make a perfect backdrop for the warm haze I can see oversome of the fields. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Behind me is the Mann-Westgate theater, perched on a hillbehind another theater, newer and bigger than the Mann. Though this theater isgone in real life it appears just as I remember it, apart from the hillside andthe location in this California valley. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Following along with the theme of movies, I begin searchingfor signs of one that was recently made. Someone had told me that Godzilla 5had been made right where I was standing, and I began seeking signs of themovie production. I couldn’t even imagine who would ever want to make fiveGodzilla movies, let alone go see them.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3] I kept thinkingGodzilla but for some reason the image in my mind was King Kong, the gorillathat went wild in New York. He had lost some of his size, and was now not morethan about 7 feet tall. While still strong, he didn’t appear anywhere near asmenacing.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I looked to my right, past the motel I had been staying in,down the dirt road that ran adjacent to the motel parking lot. I was lookingfor the red X marks that indicated filming locations, and I immediately spottedone on the light pole a few feet from me. In my mind it seemed like the rightthing for the crew to do, mark each camera spot with an X.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I knew that another mark would be found inside the theaterso I headed up the hill and on inside the building. A movie was showing in thetheater, and lots of people were in attendance. It didn’t seem to matter that Ihadn’t bought a ticket.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Five rows from the front, in the third seat, was the ape Ihad been stalking. I still thought of him as Godzilla, though he clearly wasnot a menace to anyone, and no one seemed upset that a gorilla was sitting inthe theater. He seemed peaceful also, sitting in the chair with a box ofpopcorn in his lap. He took occasional bites while watching the movie. Heignored me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I wandered on out, back into the light of the lobby.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And I woke up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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I was at my old house and there were two people because I wanted a tattoo. I wasn't sure though and I saw there was already a tattoo in my left wrist. I was like; I forgot all about that tattoo, wonder if my boyfriend knows its there? Than I decided not to do it and went upstairs took a nap and after that I did want to have a tattoo. I went downstairs and the tattoo people were still there, watching TV. I was like; why are you still here? And they said; we don't have anything beter to do. I said I wanted a tattoo of The Smashing Pumpkins but not on a very visible place, maybe on my leg.

NOTE: The CD in my player that I use for EILD is a CD from the Smahing Pumpkins

Initially this dream was non lucid. Though it's not that unusual for me to bounce between DILD and DEILD unintentionally. So Danny and I were on our staycation again, driving downtown, looking for 1200 Commerce Street. Somehow we ended up driving down the hallway of a building, looking for the address. I told him to, so that was my fault. We found it, but couldn't get there in the car until we got the car out of the building. But the exit door was much smaller than the door we drove in, and there was no way to turn the car around in the middle of the hallway, so Danny had to lift it up some stairs. To which I replied, "Good thing you started working out again." Lol.. I don't deserve him

At any rate, we ended up at the hotel, and he was doing god knows what, and I was on my laptop on the bed, on dreamviews. I was actually on IRC, chatting with OldSparta, ShockWave, Kraid, and Alex. And we were just shooting jibes back and forth, but I was having a really really hard time typing. The ! and ( were switched, so everytime I tried to type an exclamation point, I'd get parenthesis. And other oddities. One of them made a sexual remark about Danny, and I tried to type "Uh oh, Danny's tattoo is growing" (inside joke irl) but it was near killing me to simply type out D-a-n-n-y... then I went OHHH duuuuh, lucid. I got up, and now it was my own bedroom and I was alone. But everything was soooo bright and clear, for a change! No blindness or fuzziness or dizziness. I went to the window, but it wasn't my usual scene, the house was about 20 stories up in a skyscraper, over looking hills and dales. I thought wouldn't it be creepy if I touched the window and it vanished. So I did and it did. But I felt tethered, like on some kind of bungee cord. I kept swinging around different skyscrapers, going from window to window, looking for something to do. It was really disorientating, and I finally settled in an apartment because it had a pretty Christmas tree all lit up inside. It took me a while to get over the vertigo feeling of swinging around, then I finally stabilized. I was feeling a bit randy, and felt like having another good gender swap, so I looked around for someone hot. The living room was deserted, so I went to the bedroom door, and all 3 of my dogs appeared behind me, bugging the shit out of me. Took a minute but I pushed them away. I opened the door and there was a 60 year old woman in the bed. No. She woke up, and looked at me as I looked in the adjoining bathroom. I just told her, "Don't mind me, I'm just a little lost." She said ok and went back to sleep. I left the bedroom and headed toward the kitchen, where an ok looking blonde lady in her early 20's just entered. We exchanged "Hello's" then I popped back into the living room for just a second. (I don't want to be too vulgar here, but I gotta post this because it's soooo funny.) I pulled out my thing, then waltzed back into the kitchen to show the Blonde. She was busy putting something in the fridge, so I said "Hey, Look!" To which he replied "Oooooooo, that's just disgusting." I said ORLY? Then I told her to turn around and put her hands on the table, and she obliged. Some skipped details later, she was bending over all annoyingly, scratching an itch on her ankle, and I wasn't able to continue. Details details, I woke up.

On friday and saturday, just some non lucid fragments about fighting with Danny and my mom. I don't get enough sleep on the weekends because I work and get insomnia.

Sunday: A lucid dream where I became lucid in a kind of unusual way. I did my usual WBTB at 7:30am (also I had a cold in real life). I had a false awakening where I felt like my lips were really chapped, and quite painful. I wanted to get up and go to the bathroom and get some burt's bees, but I felt sooo tired and heavy. It was really hard to get up. Finally I forced myself out of bed, and I immediately had that "lucid" feeling. I got up and left the house, and instead of my own yard, I was in a huge park where some kids were playing. Each child eventually went up to their mom or dad, and pointed out which car they wanted to ride home in. An adorable little girl with black hair, blue eyes, and dressed like a little doll came up to me, wanting to be picked up. I picked her up and she pointed out a yellow car. "I want that one." Now I knew she wasn't my child, but there were no other parents around. Since I knew I was dreaming, I just went with it. I could take on the cops later if I had to for kidnapping We got into the back seat of the yellow car, which ended up being a taxi. As we were riding in the car, she sat on my lap. I asked her name and she said Mary. I asked her if she had a mom, and she said yes. I asked her if she wanted to go home, and she said she didn't want that mommy anymore So I asked he if she wanted me to adopt her and she said yes and hugged me. So I said "Let's go get some ice cream!" We stopped first at a convenience store, and I took her to the toy section. There was a big bin of stuffed animals, and on top was a stuffed giraffe like one I had in real life. I picked it up and gave it to Mary, and when she hugged the toy, she turned into a doll. I was soooo upset! I kept shaking her and yelling her name, but she remained a doll. I looked at the giraffe, and it was alive and moving. I looked at the giraffe, and said, "Mary?" and it nodded it's head. Somehow her soul went into the giraffe. So I made the giraffe hug the Mary doll, and it switched back. That was quick thinking on my part . We left the store, and I kept looking back at the bin of toys, making sure none of them moved. We ended up at Plaza of the America's somehow, and went to a candy store that had all sorts of truffles and barks and other assorted chocolates. I asked the guy at the counter for one of each for Mary, then lost lucidity and woke up. Honestly, at that point, I was getting bored of the dream.

#Dream 1
I'm at a festival and want to get home. And old school mate offers me to take me with him. We drive to him first, because he has to do something. I go to the toilet. There is some mumbling about something. We now driving home. At home my driveway is full of tree stumbs. Another car stops (a white convertible) and another old school mate gets out of the car. We talk a bit about old time, when suddenly I'm running through a snow field, talking to him.

#Dream 2
An older woman comes to me and gives me some sheets. She also gives me some money (Generous DC, I have to say). My aunt wants to look through the sheet, so I give it to her and talk to my friends meanwhile. Suddenly I'm at home and see my father looking through some sheets. I see that they are mine so I take them from him.

#Dream 3 (fragment)
I'm at home, I hear a voice complaining about a Disney Inception. I look in my book shelf and find a book of it (It has Mickey on the cover).

Dream One: I'm at my mom's house in the driveway. My Aunt and Uncle are getting out of their van, and a cousin of my mom's (making him my second cousin I guess?) gets out of a white car. I give my aunt and uncle hugs, then the cousin hands me a little package... it's a my little pony blind bag! He tells me that he heard I liked Ponies, and he knows some of the people who design them. Then he tells me that he was the inspiration for one of the new ponies in the upcoming season (has season three even been announced yet?!) and they made a toy of that pony, so he got a few freebies and thought I might like to have one. I was pretty excited about that. I know someone who was ponyfied! Better still, I'm related to someone who was ponyfied! Woohoo! We all go inside. My mom and her cousin sit on a couch, and my aunt and uncle on another couch facing them. I sit to the side in a chair, but I'm good with it. I'm not a very social person and tend to sit back and just watch people have fun, lol. I notice my mom's hair looks really pretty because she's just gotten out of the shower and he hasn't put it in her signature ponytail yet. Her naturally curly hair is looking very beach wavy, and try to sneak a few pictures of her with my cell phone. She always wants pictures that make her look pretty on her facebook page, but never thinks any of the pretty pictures of her are pretty. I know she'll thank me later when everyone tells her how pretty they are, but if she sees the pictures before I post them she'll never let me post them! Then she asks me what I'm doing... I'm busted. I tell her I'm just messing around with my phone to ignore me, but she knows me better than to listen, lol. She gets up and grabs a hair bow and puts her hair up. I make a pouty face, and tell her she spoiled my fun, and laughs and says, "I know! I meant to you rotten child!" Then for some reason my mom's cousin gets off the couch and says he'll bring the fun back to the party and starts stripping! My mom's mouth gets huge and she goes, "OH MY GOD!" and I start laughing and looking away, then curiosity gets the better of me, and I turn back around to see what he's doing. He starts trying to lap dance on my uncle and my aunt jumps up and runs out of the room. I'm almost dying laughing, then I remember the pony, and decide I need to get it out and see if it has his tattoos (I don't think this cousin in real life would have any tattoos or EVER do anything like this. He's a cool guy, but he's almost as old as my mom and has always seemed like the good and responsible kind... not the wild stripping kind, lol) I pull out the pony, and look at it's cutie mark and see that it's an anchor w/ a life preserver on it and it's name is "Simon Sailor" The cousins name is not Simon, lol. I grab my phone and start to take a picture of him lap dancing on my uncle with the pony in my hand trying to get a side by side shot, but I wake up first! Too bad, I'd have loved to see my bff's reaction in dream when I texted her that picture.

Dream Two (False Awakening): I tried to WILD, and it didn't go well, so I rolled over to go to sleep. I notice it's light, and I can hear some noise outside the bedroom. I open my eyes, and notice it's broad daylight! I freak out for a minute, I slept so hard I didn't even dream! Crazy! The I realize the noises I'm hearing are the neighbors kid that I baby sit after school on some days. He's yelling and knocking on the door asking if I'm home or if I forgot I was supposed to watch him. I look up, my kids are both still sleeping, so I jump up and put on my robe and run to the door. I let the kid in and tell him I need to go change and the kids are still asleep, so just be quiet and watch tv or play video games or something. I run back to the bedroom to change, but before I can get there I wake up for real and the sun is just starting to come up.

Dream Three: I'm in a house with two heavy set chics who are really nice like we're great friends. I leave though, saying I have something to take care of. I see a black man leading this really pretty dark brown haired girl into an ally. I notice the girl has a dreamy not all there look on her face. I chase after them. I tell the man to leave her alone, and he hisses at me that this is his meal and I need to find my own. Oh, I remember then, I'm a vampire. I tell him I only eat the ones who want to die, not the vibrant ones who are full of life and want to live it to it's fullest. I try to make myself look as big as possible, taking a fighting stance, and hissing, showing vampire fangs. I ask him if he knows who I am, and he claims not to care who I am, he just wants to eat this pretty girl. I tell him my name, and he pales, then starts stumbling back. Then he flat out runs away. The spell the girl is under breaks, and she falls to her knees scared, but I just shake my head and start walking away. The girl, crying, thanks me shakily, and I tell her "your welcome, watch who you let your guard down around." Then I walk to where I was supposed to find my next meal. Apparently I have a group of other vamps I hang with who find people that are ready to die to feed from. I show up, and the leader is a guy with long black hair and a smooth face. He seems very happy to see me, and jokes that he thought I was going to miss our dinner date. I tell him it's not a date, it's just dinner. There are way too many others here to call it a date. But I'm smiling and laughing too. But then I notice that our group of probably 8 people to eat, is all dressed in black but one. She's wearing a bright red sweater. In the dream I know this means she's still vibrant and full of life, red is a color that screams look at me! if she was depressed and wanted to die I expect her to be wearing black, a color that would match how bland and unnecessary she feels. I grab her arm, and start dragging her out. The vamp guy yells at me, "Hey, where you going with our meal? Taking dinner alone tonight babe?" I snap back at him, "Not this one, she doesn't want to die!" Then he follows me, dragging another woman, this one in black. He throws the other out the door with me and the first and says, "This one came with her, take 'em both." I nod and as soon as he closes the door and we're alone I ask the girls, "You don't really want to die, your both vibrant and full of life, what the hell are you doing here?" Then the girl in the red sweater starts crying. She tells me they do want to die! Then she goes on telling me this story of how their state banned gay marriage and now they can't spend the rest of their lives together. They'd made a pact, they would rather die together than be forced to spend the rest of their lives never being able to share their love. I roll my eyes, and ask them why they don't just move to another state that DOES allow gay marriage. They try to tell me they don't have the money, and I just tell them I will help them find a place as long as they don't mind me being there as well because I can only afford to keep up one home at a time. Then I ask them where they want to live. They pick a place, can't remember where now, and we move. And then they are the two girls that I'm in the house with in the beginning of the dream, and I realize that I had just had a memory or flashback of how we met. As soon as that clicked, I woke up as I came to the realization I was dreaming. The end of this dream was definitely influenced by my waking life. Gay marriage is already banned in my state, but there's an election going on TODAY for an amendment that will make marriage the only legally recognized domestic union in my state. It's a big deal around here, because of being in the bible belt and all, but I know so many people it would affect (because it won't only affect gays, but also unmarried straight couples who are considered a domestic union.) and this had been a BIG stress for me. Of course the Christians are all talking about how it'll prevent gay marriage, and that's all the churches want to see. Sooo, I guess the dream is kind of my fear that if this amendment passes it will leave many of my friends depressed, and even suicidal.

Dream Four: The game starts out I'm playing a video game. I identify the game in the dream as Call of Duty, but there are giant robots for enemies, so it must be the new COD Black Ops game my son's so excited about. In the dream, I'm trying to advance through this mountain pass, between these giant pillars, but there's a GIANT robot, two or three times as tall as my house, that's standing in the pass and you have to defeat it. I fail, and my husband says it's his turn. I don't see anything but the screen, but I just know I have handed him the controller. He starts trying the same thing I did, and he almost dies, but runs backwards to escape. I find myself thinking that the giant robot reminds me of Dreamprofessor's task of the month dream, yet fail to realize that THIS is a dream as well. -_- Then I watch as my husband leads the character back to a lake where the game had started us at. He swims in the lake to the other side, and there's a freaking light there! He turns the light on, and part of the lake lights up. Then he turns on lights all around the lake, and a lady is visible with diving gear. She tosses the diving gear to the game character, and tells us that there's something being dropped into the lake on the other side and transported under water, and they think it's the enemy smuggling weapons. We're going to infiltrate and find out what they're hiding. Then the character starts to climb out of the lake bed, and runs for a bit until we come to another lake. This lake has lots of people in it, like families swimming at a community pool. There are also stands with food and a DJ booth playing music. I change views to being the character, and I'm no longer a guy, but definitely myself. The diver chic is with me, and I tell her I don't have a clue how this gear works, so she's going to have to show me, and she says not to worry about it. She'll do her job and get me under water, I just have to do my job and find out whats being smuggled. I nod, and then we slip into the water. WE start drifting to the far side of the lake where there is no one swimming. The lake is shaped kind of like an 8 or a big pool. There's the "shallow" end where everyone was swimming, then there was a "deep" end where no one was swimming. the "deep" end was covered with this big white tent, and I just knew the hole in the top was where the weapons would be dropped. I try to dive underwater before having the gear turned out just to get a quick look, but the diver gear caused me to float upwards REALLY fast, even popped me up out of the water for a moment, like a ball someone tried to force underwater. The diver chic shakes her head at me and hisses, "Smooth! Really smooth! Don't you know the suit is designed to float when it's not on so you don't drown if it malfunctions under water?!" Of course I don't! She tells me to follow her, and swims to the very far edge wall of the lake (the deep end is set into a mountain) and starts messing with my suit, presumably to make it work, but before she can finish, the DJ guy starts talking. He says that it's time for the big show! People start scrambling out of the water, but a couple of other people have wandered tot he deep end like us.

Spoiler for inappropriate violence and nudity:

The DJ says, "Oh, I see we have some tourists who want a front row seat!" then he starts laughing sinisterly, "Enjoy the show, it'll be the greatest trip of your lives!" Then the hole in the top of the while dome cover is blacked out, and I can see the bottom of a helicopter or something opening up. A dark green case the size of an suv falls out first, and hit the water causing massive waves to push us against the wall. I can't breath for a minute and am fighting my way back to the surface. I get above water just in time to see these giant white cylinders fall from the hole. I wonder for a moment what they are, they just look like chalk, but then the water starts fizzing and the smell of chlorine is too strong to mistake it. My eyes are burning, my lungs are burning, and my skin is burning. I'm gasping for air, but every breath feels like fire. I'm grasping the wall of the cave trying to climb out, but also trying to help the diver girl get a good hold on the rock and out as well. The DJ starts laughing again, this time he says, "I told you it's be the show of your lives! ha ha ha! Now, I give you the cooling rain!" and water starts poring from the dome. Cold, clean, chlorine free water. The water below us swirls and goes down a drain like a giant toilet or something, and the cool water falling from the ceiling is washing away the burn. I start stripping off my swimming suit because it's holding chlorine in it as well. I'm completely naked against the wall, practically moaning in relief as the water makes me feel like I'm alive again and not about to die. The the DJ starts laughing again,"Burn baby, BURN!" and the cold water changes to scalding hot water. I scream and grip the wall trying to leave as little skin exposed to the rain as possible, then he laughs again and says, "lets cool it down now!" and the water turns cold again, soothing the burns. The he says, "Lets bring this show to a wrap. I hope your ready to die in my freezing depths of ice water! Oh, but, if you want to live, there's a way. Ladies, you can save yourselves and those around you, all you have to do is take off your tops!" Maniacal laughter now. I'm already butt naked, so there's nothing I can do, but I watch as the diver chic and the ladies with the other "tourists" as he'd called us stripped their tops off and cried out begging for our lives. Then a man smoking a cigar in a tan suit with hair and a beard like Ashton Kutcher (but a totally different facial shape) steps into the pool through a secret underground door in the wall (the lake is empty still because the water from the ceiling wasn't enough to fill it back up yet) He waves the cigar at the DJ booth, then starts fussing at the DJ that there are families with children here, and to save his sick games for after closing. Then he calls out to all of us, "tourists, please, clean yourselves off and thank your gods that you were saved. Remember next time, not to stick your nose where it doesn't belong!" He walks over to the side and starts talking to some guard that had stepped out the door with him. The diver chic I'm with starts crying, and I tell her to go ahead, I'd stay and investigate, I don't need her anymore because my suit was lost when I took it off. She slips down the rock wall and runs for a door where there's supposedly a bathroom. I take my time getting down because I have no clothes to protect me from scraping the rocks, and I'm trying to figure out what my next move is going to be as far as the smuggling is concerned. I make it to the bottom of the lake, and I'm surprised it's smooth tile, not muddy rock like I had expected. It makes sense to me though that they'd have done that they might have built a false bottom of the lake to be able to drain it and stuff from the natural bottom. I'm getting really cold really fast though, and the floor is cold too. I see a little rock sticking out from the floor, and I rush over there hoping it'll be warmer than the floor because of the hot water. Somehow, it still is warm, so I climb up on top of it (it's only 3 feet tall or so) then sit and pull my legs up to my body so I'm curled up and trying to hold in my body heat. I tuck my head in between my knees. Then the man with the cigar yells in my direction, "Hey you! I told you all to go wash up and get out of here!" I look up and try to put on my most innocent face, "I'm so sorry, it's just, I'm so cold, and this rock is so warm..." The guy looks shocked when he sees my face then says, "Shirley? Shirley Singer? Is that you?!" I immediately recognize this as my code name and remember having met this man in a fancy bar and flirting with him trying to collect information from him before. Not sure if he knows i'm a spy or not, I just nod weakly hoping that I look innocent enough. He rushes over to me, then seems to realize I'm naked, "Oh my god, Shirl, why are you here? Why are you naked?!" I tell him, "I was hot and wanted to go swimming at this community pool, and when I saw the deep end I couldn't resist the chance to swim so freely with so much room all to myself. But then that man," and I point to the dj, "Started laughing so cruelly, and then chlorine fell from the sky and it burned, it hurt so badly!" I start crying, "Then he turned on the cold water and it all rinsed away and I was so happy that I was rescued, but then he made the water so hot and burned us, then he he told us he was going to kill us if we didn't strip!" and I'm flat out bawling by this point, and he takes me into his arms and starts rocking back and forth telling me, "Shh, it's ok now, your safe, I won't let any of my men hurt you I swear it." I realize then he has no idea that I'm a spy and my ploy is working. Then he tells me to stay right here, He'll be right back, and I nod, then say in a small voice, "There was a girl on the rocks with me, can I make sure she's ok?" He tells me yes, to do what I like, just o be back in a moment when he returns. I nod, and scurry off the rock to the bathroom where I ind the diver chic. She's crying, so I hug her, then I push her back at arms length and tell her sternly, "It's ok, your alive, and you need to get out of here now so you can stay live, do you hear me? Don't cry, run. Go, now!" She nods, trying to put on a brave face, then takes off running out the door. I walk back slowly to the rock, and realize that wet, I can feel my legs sliding against each other, and it's a very sensual feeling. I enjoy the climb on the rocks, and feeling my wet skin sliding against it's self, and decide to take a new approach with the man. Rather than be the innocent hurt girl, I'll try seducing the information I need out of him. When he returns, he has a bottle of milk and a robe, as well as a bottle of chocolate syrup, no doubt so I can cover up and drink chocolate milk to sooth myself. I have better ideas for the chocolate. I wake up a couple times while he's cleaning the chocolate off from me, but am consciously aware enough of waking up that I don't move and fall right back asleep so it's almost like I never left the dream, but before the main event starts, my kids wake me up and I have no choice but to wake up. Damn, lol.

#1 - Surrounded [Non-Lucid]

This dream sucked. We were in some evil house with killers wandering around outside, they would always wait at the windows and when we looked in that direction the blinds would be closed, but then they're start turning and we'd see the killers just staring in and then they'd just through the window. It was so nerve-wracking that by the end of the dream it was over and I was back at my house safe and sound but I couldn't stop myself from pushing the couch I was sitting on into the wall behind me over and over again without rest because I was having a bit of nervous breakdown and I couldn't accept that there was no one behind me trying to get me. I was very happy when I woke up from that one.

#2 - My Flying Pet [DILD]

O and I were in some alternate version of my house with my cousin P, and there were lots of girls that I remember "knowing" in the dream but I can't recall who any of them were now. They were all talking to P and for some reason O and I were getting really uncomfortable, but I don't remember much of the plot at this point. O and I somehow made it out of that alternate dimension and into our correct one, where we came swimming through a field of grass next to my real house to get there. Yes, swimming, we were actually half submerged in the grass and it had flowing waves like water. O left to go to his house and I went in mine, which looked like it was half in some weird jungle, in fact the lighting in the area was actually very surreal and video game-like, there was an orange tint to everything. As I was walking into my house I felt pumped and became lucid. I started yelling lucidity and control mantras to myself and noticed that my voice sounded different. More... distinguished. I like it. The backyard looked like it was fused with some sort of playground so I went out there and looked up at the top of the structure. I summed LK, a girl I knew in school, and she appeared up on the top. I told her to pull me up there and she almost got it, I had to fly a little bit too. I jumped on her back and she acted shocked for a second but then I did a "Hya!" yell and she flew us off into the air and we just darted all over the place until I woke up. Wonderful!

#3 - We Meet Again [DILD]

This dream was a long one, though I actually only remember very little of it. There were two plots going on, one involving me which strangely I remember nothing of, and another that involved some random guy and Hayden Panettiere, my original celebrity crush.





My clear memory comes in on the last part of the dream, I'm seeing Hayden and the guy each wearing similar strapless tops with ink blot patterns on them, black skirts, and heels. The guy didn't look half bad! Hayden and the guy have been running from some evil organization guys for a while now and Hayden says that they're about to have to start running again. After walking behind a crowd in my vision they each took off in different directions and a guy followed Hayden into a store, so I went in too. My involvement in the scene became a little less passive now, I was actually there instead of just watching. I turned lucid as I was going into the store and watched Hayden and the guy running through people really fast. Hayden was now wearing something more like a tracksuit, an outfit much better suited for this activity. I think to myself "This looks fun!" and move my perspective forward and zoom into Hayden's body. Oooh, limber! I keep running and start weaving my way through crowds of people while keeping away from the guy, it was pretty fun. But after not too long the dream started fading, and I tried to bring it back failed. Oh well.

(i wake up in the early morning and as i drift back to sleep anxious for the dreams to follow i think to myself repetitively "i will know i am dreaming")
my dream begins with me walking down a highly populated street with many people walking dogs down the pitch black pavement. i ask myself "am i dreaming yet?" and then mentally answer my question "yes" i walk by one person holding three dogs, a Datamation escapes from this person and runs up to a red (in the process getting larger to the point where it is larger than the car.) the dog begins beating on the cars hood with its front paws leaving enormous dents. at this point the dream leaves my memory-
(sadly although i partiality acknowledged that i was dreaming i did not preform a reality check, otherwise i would have had a full lucid dream. the dream still felt as if it where real life)

Before the dream:
I went to bed 00:00 this night and woke up 6:00 naturally after a Non-Lucid Dream, stayed still to recall everything and 20 minutes later I was writing it in my physical DJ. After writing my DJ, I started to do the MILD technique. Imagining the last dream if I was lucid and saying to myself: "Next time I have a dream, I will remember to realize it is a dream." I fell asleep and had the following dream.

The Dream:
I was Leonard from "The Big Band Theory" and I was in that episode when a guy says to him to give up about penny, cause he still want her. (I'm not completely sure this episode really exists xD)
I said I wouldn't give up on her, then he and 2 or 3 friends started punching me.
Now I'm moving to my home (where I used to live some years ago in my old city) to meet with my girlfriend, at this time I'm not Leonard anymore, and I'm not dating penny anymore, but the same guy still wants my GF to him and is coming to my home too
When we arrived there I jumped and kicked him in his stomach, he fell far from me and vanished.
I'm in the veranda of my house (my old one) and now the guy transformed into a cousin of mine, I'll call him PJ.
PJ is talking to one uncle of mine and my sister in my uncle's house that is near to the mine.

My sister comes to me and says: "Is he planing anything evil ? I saw him taking some rocks and puting into his pocket."
I said: "Yes, he is planing something mean, but can I tell you a secret ? You are dreaming right now."
She: "Really? That's cool!"
Me: "Yep, after waking up you should come to me and tell me what you remember, ok ?"

I was speaking like if it was her dream and I was just a DC of her mind
After all that conversation about what is dream and what is not, I became lucid. I remembered about my objectives, I wanted to talk to a girl that is in a lot of my dreams - she haves short black hair, uses glasses and is very beautiful - and ask her name, but I didn't see her in this dream and didn't want to risk losing my lucidity. Then I decided to complete another objective, flying around for a while, I went out of my veranda and started to fly up and up, always saying to myself: "It's a dream, It's a dream" to don't forget and lost lucidity.
For a moment I was afraid of going to high because of a lot of clouds that I saw in the sky, they were very dark and I was afraid of a lightning hit me xD. I remembered again that everything was a dream and lost this fear.
As I was going up I could see everything in my old town, a football field, my old school (my last city is very small). I was wondered in how much details I was able to see.
I decided to fly to a city near to the mine where I have some friends, so I would go a little higher. While I was passing trough the clouds, some little lightnings was hiting me and making me to feel just a real tiny eletrical shock, didn't hurt at all.
When I was almost over the clouds, the dream started to vanish and everything started to fade to black. For a moment I blinked my eye and when I opened again I was seeing the real world with one eye and the dream with the other

While I was waking up, I remembered to don't move so I maybe would be with sleep parallys and easily come back to another dream, everything was happening as I wanted it to happen but when I was almost going inside another dream, my mom entered in my room turning the TV off (It was showing a error message like "Someone tried to desmagnetize this display too much times.") I realized I was completely awake and decided to move out from my bed, thats when I really woke up

Observations:
The last paragraph is a false awakening. I wasn't in my real bedroom, I don't have a TV in my bedroom and I don't live with my mom anymore. But I wasn't able to see that during the dream
When I really woke up I made a RC to be sure, I didn't have the habit of doing that everytime I wake up, now I have