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1. I'm watching a documentary about Star Wars. The show talks about drafts of the script and plot, as well as special effects. In one deleted scene, R2D2 uses his electric hookup to stun Darth Vader. Another part of the show demonstrates how Count Dooku's lighting encodes subliminal messages one letter at a time if viewed frame to frame.

2. I'm playing soccer in my Grandma's backyard. I'm in drag, and I seem to be playing with a couple of cartoon women, including Marge from the Simpsons. The other team is conversely girls dressed in boy's clothing. The game itself is entertaining, with ridiculous combination shots.

3. I'm hanging out with my friends C.W. and K.G., playing video games and being bored. K. goes to his room and fetches a sci-fi series on DVD. The discs are wrapped in foil, and are advertised as seen on an anime.

4. I'm being babysat by Sideshow Bob from the Simpsons. He microwaves a plate of food, pressing a button with a stylized atom symbol to "nuke" it.

Moving the dream body in SP. The movement anchored into a dream of my room. Stabilized by touching and smelling various things. Went to go check the card in the other room, but not locked in the dream yet and fall to black. HI forms several times, always sped up by moving/ rolling out of my waking body. Struggle with balancing awareness and relaxation for a while. Get woken up

Church

for some reason I was in a strange church room with a bunch of people my age. They were singing songs about something. I remembered a psychic once told me I would meet a woman at a church where they sang... i looked around the room searching for her... I didn't see her.

The dream start with my aunt and uncle dropping me off at my high school after coming back from some resort. It looks nothing like it in real life, but I think nothing of it. I was handed my schedule and they had an open house sort of thing where we could visit the teachers before school officially started. The words on the paper seemed organized, but looked like a bunch of blobs, yet I somehow was able to read it. I went to my first class where two teachers stood greeting everyone. They explained that my first and second classes were in the same classroom because of budget cuts. After I talked with them, I noticed I was wearing something, though I can't remember what it was. It was like a body suit or something. I politely asked if I could go back home to change to which they nodded. However, I realized that I had a bag of clothes with me and told them that I could change right here. Everything gets foggy after this, but I remember going to another class that had a teacher who was a comedian.

After he finished making jokes, the dream scene then changes to me being in an amusement park with some family. Now that I think back, I have no clue who those people were. The sun was setting emitting a dark, blueish ambient light. The place was packed with people and I recall having to push and shove my way through. There was this area that had a road leading to it that was being roped off. I also noticed some weird game that had you shoot a bowling ball into a target, but the target was at the most crowed intersection so if you shot while someone was walking by, you'd end up hitting them in the head. It even advertised that if you won, you'd win a bottle of liqueur. For once in that entire dream, that made no sense to me. A women passing by it staggered backwards as she was almost hit in the face by it before walking off like nothing happened. My attention was soon directed towards some parade they were having. I can't actually remember anything about it other than it was a small one. After it was done I met up with my relatives and we started on our way to leave. On our way, we saw a blind man's seeing eye dog escape from his leash and dart off. A bunch of people, my imaginary father and mother included, ran after it. I somehow ended up ahead of the dog and tackled it to the ground. We forgot all about the blind man and the dream scene changed to us being in a house. I had this strange box that had deadly diseases and cures for them in a powdered from. I got some of a black powder on me giving me blisters, but when I put a blue powder on it, they disappeared. The dream ended with my father trying to fix a power socked with a paperclip.

This was an interesting dream to say the least. I guess I wasn't going through a dry-spell. I look forward to finally having my first lucid dream.

Yet again I had more than one dream but both of them are very very small, I haven't been getting much sleep lately...
Dream #1
I was in high school and I was going to go on a field trip... I went and really nothing happened, just walked around. Once I got back I went to the library and looked through random books. Eventually I found one that looked like it had something in it so I opened it up and actually found a vibrating toy. This was the first time I had ever seen one up close, dream or not, and decided to take it and use it (realize I wouldn't ever EVER do such a thing), so I went into the supply closet in the school and woke up shortly after.
Dream #2 I was some kind of warior in some kind of mystical land with another fierce warior that I was supposed to hunt down and kill. I set off after him, having little adventures along the way, until I cane to some kind of makeup stand. I stopped and took a look at some of the powders and accesories and wondered why it was almost nothing but eyeshadow and blending brushes. I asked "Do you have any black eyeliners?" and woke up juast after...

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I remember being in some sort of mansion or castle. Me and my friends, were just hanging out together outside this mansion. We were wizards, like out of Harry Potter, with our wands and all. Some of my friends were wizards that did not use wands, some used staffs or some had swords that they could cast magic from. We were under attack by another group of wizards though I couldn't remember why they wanted to attack us in the first place. They came down by either flying or on broomstick. We began fighting them. I was doing well shooting spells and blasts of energy at them from my wand. We had to protect the castle/mansion. My wand was a thinker wand with like spirals of wood running up and down the length of the wand, it also had a glowing green core. I was in a battle with one of the enemy. He shoots a blast at me that catches my wand cracking it and making it crumble in my hand. I knew that I could control my powers with just some sort of mystical item (staff, wand, sword) I just had to find one to replace my wand. I grabbed a staff when one of my friends (A blonde haired fellow) said to me "Hannah, we need you to have a wand! We need your powers to come through a wand." Idk if that meant my powers are stronger when coming from a wand but I knew he was right. I knew that within the mansion there was an attic that held a special wand that was considered very powerful. I took Hermione Granger to help me search and find it. We went into the secret attic and were trying to find it as fast as we can. I noticed one of my friends from school was also searching for the wand. He was not part of my group so I had the feeling that the wand belonged to me and my group and not him. He found it. It was a long wand that almost looked like and ivory tree branch or stick but the handle on it was a more red color. I shouted to him "Hey Marco! (his name) that's my wand!" He responded, "I found it first!" Then I said, "well, let's let the wand decide." So I put it on the ground in the middle of us and called out to it with my mind (and sort of used telekenesis). The wand floated up to my hand and as soon as I had it I said "looks like it chose me....see ya!" And ran back to the battle. It worked well for me, shooting very powerful attacks and blocking other attacks.

I woke up.

This dream is fragmented.
I was in a train station, it was night time, I was with other people. We were hiding on some stairs while robots and people like the Taken from 'Alan Wake' tried to find and kill us. A robot got really close to us, but couldn't see us. I tried to hurt it. A person with me told me not to.
Somehow we got out, and we were in a car moving through the ruins of modern civilisation, there was fire and dead people. It was day time and we thought we were safe, but it got to be night time really fast, there was a train track, but no train. The Taken-like people surrounded us and came from nowhere.
I woke up

A few nights before I had a dream, but very poor recall. All I can remember is a setting. A train/rail yard filled with shipping containers.

I was napping becuase I was tired and I was lying in bed listening to a theta beat (I recommend theta because it is uses the same waves as your brain does when asleep) and I started seeing visions.

Basically I saw the Wrestlemania event, I bought the travel package and I hadn't booked my flight back. I was stuck in Miami, I think.

And that's it.

I was at my house and i thought to my self this is a dream cause it didnt feel real so i did a reality check and i was lucid. i went outside and tried to fly but failed (this is weird because im like an expert at flying) so i said to my self "Screw it i bet theres a hot girl around the corner of my house". I walked to the front of the house there was no girl. Then 3 girls walked around the other corner and then i picked one out, picked her up, and i got laid.

[I]I could not finish this due to pain in my left wrist. I spend sometimes hours a day writing. I decided I must purchase an ergonomic keyboard, which I did. I recommend this to everyone. Also, bring your awareness to your body. Are you thirsty or hungry? Drink water, eat, use the bathroom. Are you hunching over? Sit up straight, yet balanced. Place your feet flat on the floor. Take a break, go outside and get some fresh air, then come back. Are you sitting up straight? How easily we lose physical awareness. How easily we lose dream awareness.[/I]

[B]Learning Dream Skills in my Theta Mind[/B]

I am in a building with elaborate neoclassical architecture. I am on a high floor and there are English policemen saying I am going to get a ticket and go to jail for my outlandish behavior.

[COLOR="red"]I see the Interdimensional Witch in the crowd smirking at me.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I realize I am dreaming. Surge. Calm down.

The policeman shoves the ticket at me, ordering me to sign it. "I don't have to sign shit. I am not going to jail. This is my dream." The police move to arrest me, but I just ignore them and laugh.

missing time

I am on a balcony now, with the same crowd, right outside the room I was in. It is night.

missing time.

I am back in the room, and I look up at the blue sky. I am going the fly the fuck out of here! Surge. Calm down. I float out to the balcony, and fly slowly, maintaining altitude over the scene below. I am at an Ivy League college. It is a bright summer day, and people are milling about on the grass below. I fly in a vertical position with my arms rigid. I wonder if I am doing this in waking life. I focus on my dream arms. They feel real. My arms are starting to get tired. I ignore the tiredness, and focus on flying. Smoothly, smoothly, good. I float down to the crowd.

I wonder what will happen if I spin like a tornado. I spin and turn into a red tornado blur like the Tasmanian Devil cartoon character, and teleport ten feet forward. I try it again. Awesome!

There is an extremely tall woman, like an Amazon, about seven or more feet tall, or about 2.4 meters. She has very long blond hair, and a long straight nose, high cheekbones, and a broad face. She looks Chinese and White. She is curvy and sexy. She pulls me to her as I fly by, and her boobs are in my face. I tilt my head up to kiss her, and wake up.
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[I]I woke up from this awesome dream, and used the bathroom. I lied back down, then remembered my dream. After remembering it, I realized I had forgotten it for a minute, then remembered it! This goes to show that Recall is the most important dream skill, and lucidity is not going to necessarily help us remember our dreams.
On another note, something unusual I have learned about myself is that I am more adept in Delta brainwave state, or that my recall for that state is above average. I do not have very good dream control in Theta. But, the same rules apply, except for some reason, I have to teach my Theta Dreaming Mind all the skills that my Delta Mind knows, from the ground up. This is why I am focusing on such simple skills as flying and teleporting. I used to always try to summon weapons, make portals, and shoot fireballs in Theta with little or halfway success. I have since learned that for some bizarre reason unknown to me, my Theta Mind must learn all the Dream Control skills from the ground up, starting with the basics such as flying and teleporting.
For some reason, I could never remember to spin in dreams. Spinning like a tornado instead of a little kid helps for me personally.[/I]

[B]Fake Keiko[/B]
[I]
Keiko is this woman who I was dating for awhile. She is out of my life right now, and I am a little disappointed about that. She is from Japan.[/I]

I am talking to Keiko, and she is responding in her cute thick Japanese accent. It sounds like her, but this woman is a different person. Why are we at school? I am confused.

[I]I wake up, and realize it was a dream, because Keiko looks nothing like the woman I was talking to in my dream. Later on, in waking life, I went to school. I was standing in line at Subway, and I heard a Japanese accent, a female voice standing next to me, which I ignored. It's unremarkable, plus direct eye contact with complete strangers may be considered rude in their culture. This woman was standing right next to me, and as I turned to go, we were staring each other in the face. My jaw must have dropped, because it was the woman who I had a dream of earlier that morning. Even standing in line I thought, "Her voice sounds like Keiko's, but I know Keiko would not be here."
I hung around outside to see if the woman was going to come out, thinking it might be significant, then I dismissed it as a real synchronicity, but simultaneously insignificant.[/I]

[B]Bathroom Frag[/B]

I am cleaning up my roommate's piss on the toilet. Dirty fucker.

[I]Funny thing is, I live alone, and have lived alone for a few months. In my dream my roommate was my neighbor in the next apartment over who I always hear piss fart and burp.[/I]

I found myself in my bed, in the same posistion as I was when I fell asleep. I got up and was un able to open my eyes, just like the last few lucids. I pried them open with my fingers and by the time I was able to see it my sight would dissapear again and I found myself back in bed. This repeated for a few cycles. I then got out of bed and made myself see and walk long enough to get to my door window and see it was snowing outside, which means the Frost Giant was near. I then went blind and found myself in bed again. I got up, this time I wasnt blind but found that my fet where connected to the bed by some string attached to my shoes. I couldent break the string so I took off my shoes and found them attached to my socks. I took off my socks and found more socks. I took off those socks and found even more socks. After I took off the last pair of socks I saw the same shoes I took off in the first place. I found myself in bed again. I got up and was blind, I didn't learn that lucid dreams dream control lesson until I woke up later. I walked into the hallway and got my sight long enough to look towards my door. I went blind and felt the dream escapeing me. The dream ended.

Was in college alone. I was unpacking my belongings an met vadic and my dad there. We talked for a while on the college campus that looked kind of like train tracks along ybe side of the campus. My uncle was making fun of me about something.I wanted to get some girls and I went back to my dorm room. Someone knocked calling my name. I opened and it was my dead aunt rena. She was glowing super bright and scared the shit out of me. I woke. I wanted to go back. I went back and was with the crew of just shoot me. We were joking around and I was laughing so hard I was crying. I kept waking up with tears in my eyes and going back in and laughing. We were telling a story about some role playing game with swords and it was just super funny. There was a big crowd waiting to hear the story. I improvised and made the story sound stupid and funny. Later I saw jack wrote out a story for each individual character and I felt a little bad that I didn't read it. Little did I know we created an evil spell and chucky the killer doll was freed. He came out the first time and attacked me. I managed to kill him and was safe for a while. I was back with the crew rolling around my room naked and we were all laughing again. Chucky came back and I was alone again. He said I couldn't kill him and he could just come back any time. My dream guide was in my head trying to help me. I needed to do a ritual to get rid of him forever. I killed the doll and he went Into my dads body. I ran down to the garage and got some holy water. I was hiding behind my closet shootng him with it. He went into my brothers body and got super crazy. We were battleing and finally he fell on the ground. I heard whispers all around me. Something about ghosts talking to chucky telling him that I was defeating him and if I sucseeded he would never come back into this reality. I was rubbing the water all over my body. Weird tattoos were appearing and disappearing on his body and I rubbed all of the water in. He was defeated. My alarm went off

Went to bed 12
Goals: teleport
Slept horribly last night, managed one dream
7:18 I rem being in a large white music room, the entrance leads you into a room with bleachers leading down to a stage. I walk into this place and it is empty. I rem exploring it a bit and checking out all of te hallways. I rem whenever i would explore one it led outside or was an exit. I rem looking down hallways that were blueish gray and kind of creepy looking. There is nothing on the walls and there is a slight blue fog in the halls giving it a kind of haunted feel. I even remember being slightly creeped out in the dream. I walk back into the main room and notice a teacher coming to the entrance. Im afraid of getting in trouble for being in there by myself so i turn around and look at a sign and pretend to be reading it. The teacher comes in and now there are multiple people inside. Last thing i rem is a teacher with curly red hair and a colorful shirt is arguing with another teacher. The lady with the red hair is on the bleachers and looks pissed.

I was smoking from a pipe with my friend H while sitting outside in public. I stated getting paranoid because cars kept driving past really close (as in, they were maybe 2 feet away from where I was sitting), but then realized we were right next to the entrance of a parkade (that's a Canadian word, isn't it..), and we decided to go in.

It was very dark inside and I could hardly see anything. We were startled by a person who had decided to exit the place through a window that was there for some reason, and H said something like "Why can't people just use doors?!"

We got to a brightly lit area that was white and a bit 'cleaner' looking with tile and stuff, though it was still dirty and lit up with gross fluorescent lights, that had a bunch of flights of stairs. I realized then that I was being followed by someone with a weapon. I don't know how I knew what it was, as I never turned to look at him (I think it was a man), but it was a very heavy, hollow metal rod, about 2-3 feet long and square, that looked really dangerous.

We were walking up the seemingly neverending flights of stairs and I knew he was right behind me the whole time, though he never spoke or made a move to attack me. I called out to H, who was above me somewhere but I couldn't see, to watch me. Now the guy knew I knew he was there, but for some reason I thought he wouldn't do anything if she was watching.

We finally got to a slightly bigger landing and I met up with H. The man then rested the side of the metal thing against the back of my head, and I thought I was actually about to die. Somehow, though, I don't know what happened next, but I ended up being fine, and H was killed. I woke up right after.