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As the dream started I became lucid instantly. I'm at my house, outside, then I try to fly. There is this big ramp, and then I start running onto it, with my skates (which magically came out of my shoes), but I just hover for a few seconds. Then this girl show up and orders some short, small clown to kill me.
He comes after me, and I say "Oh really?". I unsheathe a katana out of my back. We start fighting, but he fight with a tennis racket somewhy. I don't remember much after that.
Fragments from a wooden table.

A fat woman, and a big bilboard.

I just remember a guy with a gun, and it was just a water gun.

I'm in a big ship, which somehow made me instantly lucid.
It's very cold, and I didn't want to fly away because of that, and I didn't know where I was.
I just look around the ship.
I went to the bar and said to the man "Hey can you get me a martini for free? Because I'm dreaming". The man looked angry at me, then I felt a big impact. The ship had wrecked. Sadly I woke up.

I was in spiderman JK Simmons's office. I became lucid as the dream started, and went to Jonah's desk. I said "I've got pictures for you". He said "Show them". I put my hand in my bag, and take out some pictures, but they are not spiderman pictures. The pictures were just a dark pitch screen. Jonah enquired me about them, and I said "Oh well it's just a dream right?". He shouted "You're fired". I left, but then he shouted "Oh wait, you're unfired". I asked him why, he said I was the only photographer they had. I woke up.

The first part of my dream I remember walking around a grocery store of some sort. Something something about jazz music and the saxophone or something :s The second part I remember walking somewhere, it was on top of a hill. I was supposed to be somewhere else, calling my mom to get picked up, but I decided fuck that and started walking to this place. On the way I passed New York City, except where I was wasn't really city. There was a road (which I was walking along) a river, then NYC. Seeing the city was beautiful. It was almost sunset and the sun was reflecting off the windows of some buildings at the perfect angle. Once I got to the place I was feeling really sick and threw up. Shortly after I woke up, with a weird feeling as if I had just thrown up. It was kinda weird :s

I became instantly lucid as the dream started. I was in my kitchen. I just walked around for 3 seconds and woke up.

I was already lucid when I entered the dream, because this one was another DEILD from the last dream.
I was in this school that looked like Hogwarts. I just remember that some guy that looked exactly like Niko from GTA IV was angry at me and was chasing me around the school. I jumped into a small plastic wall and went through. My friends were there. We went to meet father, who was the school's headmaster. He guided us to the cantine, and said the guy that looked like Niko worked there. I went inside, and I started a battle with Niko, with wooden swords. They ended up breaking, but I got my special dagger out. Niko had one too, but I just woke up all of a sudden.

I was already lucid when I entered the dream, because it was a DEILD resulted from the other dream. I was on a strange place that looked like Chemical Plant Zone from Sonic 2. Then a man came, and asked me for change. I said "I'll see if I have some change, because this is a dream"
I put my hand in my pocket, and imagine myself taking out some coins, but nothing.
"Sorry sir, I have no money either"
Woke up

As I fell asleep, I instantly became lucid.
There were dozens of people in my house. Breaking all my stuff, climbing up the roof. I went outside and didn't really get bothered because it was a dream. There was a woman in a golf car. She was going down the street.
I woke up shortly after that. Fragments of a vacuum cleaner

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was on a somewhat crowded subway platform. I got onto a train, possibly without being quite sure that the train was the one I needed.

The train went for a little way, then I realized that it red the wrong train. A few other people realized the train was the wrong one. I thought we'd all have to go back the way we'd come and get on the right train from the stop we'd left grim.

But now a few black women and I were all out, walking on the tracks of an elevated, above-ground portion of the train's route. It was dark night, and we could barely see anything. One of the women may have had a flashlight with her.

Apparently we were looking for the correct train. We'd just gotten off our previous train through something like an auxiliary door while the train had been stopped. Apparently, once we found the correct train, it would somehow stop again, and we'd get on through another auxiliary door.

But as we walked along the tracks, I got more and more afraid. It was dark, and you couldn't see anything outside of the beam of the weak flashlight. Plus, the floor of the elevated platform seemed to be made out of really cheap, brittle plastic. As we progressed, it felt like the plastic was breaking more and more under our steps. These elevated tracks were also really high above ground. So I felt like I could break through the plastic floor and fall to my death at any moment.

I wondered how much more of this I could take. I felt bad, because the women I was with didn't seem to be afraid at all. But I was hoping I could get away from them and find a more sensible way of catching a train.

I was now back on a subway platform. The platform was for one of the elevated stops. It felt pretty lonely. I had the feeling that I was here because I'd willed myself to be out of the situation of walking on the tracks. So I was kind of disappointed in myself. I'd obviously let my fear get to me so that I'd ended up in a different situation. I didn't even know if this train was the one I was looking for, anyway.

01-08-11 I am in Russia or an eastern European country. I have been forgotten and have to find my way back home. It is cold and we are going to have to find some sort of cover if we are to get back.

A rubber ring appears with quite the amount of plastic coverings over it. We remove them and find a child or some sort of sentient animal we know under it. It is barely conscious, but alive. It would seem the plastic coverings has been enough to insulate it.

We start discussing how to best get back home. Aidin wants to go North and take the Bering straight, though I point out that the last time we got stuck in Russia we had the same discussion and decided to get back home via the rivers.

We settle for that solution and take out on the rubber ring under the plastic coverings. There is a lot of ice flakes on the sides of the rivers we travel, which would indicate spring time.

The travelling is a minor part, reduced to something like a montage.

Back home I speak to Aidin and try and establish if it really was him I got stuck in Russia with back in the days. I am not entirely sure myself if it actually happened or was just something I dreamt.

He says that he remembers an experience like that and that it could have been me he shared it with.

I later speak with AD and she confirms that I indeed did get lost when I was younger, in fact that experience and the quest to get back happened when I was 6 years old. This doesn't make sense to me. I am pleased to get a clear confirmation that it took place, but when I was 6 years old Aidin wasn't even in Denmark and I certainly didn't know him at this time.

In this dream, I took the role of god. I had complete control, yet, I wasn't lucid.
I was given an order to build a kindgdom of some sort. I instantly cleared a huge square space to build. In a way, this game is very related to Minecraft, because I play it alot. I can't remember how I built everything, but I did it really fast. The was one building that was "pre-made" by the dream. It looked alot like a building I've actually once made in-game. Next I built a huge square and shaped it in the form of a castle. The entrance was outlined in a blue rectangle. Then I built tombstones? They were small blue rectangles and resembled a graveyard. Next was a rock wall surrounding the entire building space.
I don't remember building anything else, but I do remember something strange after I finished. Everything I built looked completely different than what I remember building. That didn't bother much.
Everything went black as always and I woke up.
Again, this dream wont make sense

01-08-11 I am not really there. In the dream I have a pure observational role, which happens rarely to me.

There is a man hanging head down from a construction site. He is hanging from either ropes or elastic bands used for jumping. Below him his a city scene. There is a square of grass surrounded by a road on either side. Trees are surrounding the square between the grass and the roads.

The man is holding a crowbar, a black one. It is unspecific daytime. The man drops the crowbar, not deliberately, but he does so to laughing amusement from his co workers and himself.

I wait and listen out for the metallic clunk from the crowbar hitting the pavement. It doesn't happen. The view is zoomed towards the ground where a kid wearing skater clothes is angry. He isn't hit, but he is holding the crowbar in his hands and he kicks out towards cars.

Next up also on the ground is the man's son. Who is no more than 3-5 years old, skinny and wearing white underwear. He tells the camera (my point of view) that he is just heading over to the heroin tent. As he turns around and start walking over there he explains that it is the lunch area of the construction workers including his dad.

His dad and co-workers actually explains that there is nothing like a heroin shot during break times.

Notes: Really strange not being in a dream, but only observing.

This dream recall is starting to work. I woke up this morning early cause I needed the loo, when I went back to bed I promtly fell asleep and remember heaps of fragments. No full dreams of yet, but thats gotta be soon...

OK, fragments: I handed some man what looked to be like a petrified snale for his dog, apparently it had some sort of special powers that would make his dog better. I remember looking at various sizes of these fossils. I also remember conversation about the rock thing/fossil and again I have a memory of being at a market of sorts.