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I had this dream the night of June 16, 2011

Part 1

It was dusk. I was at a race track. There were thoroughreds in the court yard area. I was part of a team- 3 riders per horse. I was apprehensive about three people being on a TB but I put on my jumpsuit anyways. I was to ride in back. We rode bareback. I clambered on and the thoroughbred, a dark bay gelding/stallion began to pop his hindquarters up and buck. I held on with my legs and to the rider in front of me and began to voice my concerns over my being in back. They were younger and smaller and I stated that the heavier rider should be in the middle of the horse's back, not on the hindquarters. They just told me I was to stay put. The horse pranced forward and we came to the start of the 'race' track. Smoke began to fill the air and ahead the trees beside the track were in flames and there were firetrucks putting the fire out. We were told to ride forward. Our horse began to nervously prace and bounce from side to side. I held on and gripped with my legs, fearful of a wreck.

Part 2

I was in the house and I saw that the front door was open. I didn't see the cats. I ran outside and saw them across the street. I ran over to them as I saw a few dogs running toward them. I grabbed Xena and Woodrow, but Jazz was struggling to get free. The were clawing me as I grabbed them all and was yelling for help. The neighbors came out and chased the dogs away and I walked toward the house. In the flower bed, I saw Jazz's legs. I threw the other cats inside the door and saw a dog wrestling with Jazz. I grabbed the dog and threw it off, then picked up Jazz. He was limp and I saw blood matted around his throat. He lay in my arms and I began to cry and turned to the neighbors and said "Someone call the vet! Someone call a vet!" It was dusk by this time and the man that was on the phone said he couldn't find a vet that was open. Jazz was very weak, but he kept kneading me and purring. I was crying and on my phone, trying to find the number to an ER vet. My fiance came and took Jazz and put him in a carrier. When I realized he was tucked in a carrier, I was furious and afraid he'd been put in there less-than-gently. I ran into the house and got the number for the ER vet off of the fridge and called. It was dark now and I looked out to see the crate EMPTY. I ran out and saw Jazz crawling across the yard. I began to scream and cry and ran to get him, picking him up in my arms and seeing his pumpkin orange eyes fading. I was beside myself with grief.

I dreamed that I was in a Nazi mall or something, where there was security watching your every move. I walked around and saw people exercising. As a guy, I dont feel like exercising is imporant. I'm 20 and I look good enough! Exercising is boring and indeed, the people exercising really had a zombie-like face expression.

Two women stood out because they had very big, naked boobs. I walked by, looking at their chest. And from up close, I realized unsuspectingly that they both had two heads! I moved on and away from them, unsure whether I should be attracted or afraid - but mainly afraid.

Anyway then I became lucid so I did lucid things like look around and jump around. I actually tried to control people in my dream but that's not too friendly and it didn't work.

I dreamd that I had coworkers down at my place, and this woman A... got out her T.V. At that point I became lucid because just by looking at it and concentrating, she could make people and things appear on it. I knew there was something special about that so I tried it myself.

When I started using the T.V. I was not so good at controlling the stuff that appeared on it. For example, as I play a lot of chess I wanted to see a chess set. When it appeared, there were many bishops, knights and all, but they were in a crazy position where they could all eat each other. So that made me unhappy because I couldnt practise chess in my dream. At least not on A...'s magic T.V.

My friend A... does not reflect society's idea of "cute". She is an assertive, muscular woman who is sometimes manlier than me. But when I summoned her on the T.V., a beautiful blonde girl with red lip-stick appeared (???). I summoned myself next, and that shocked me even more. Look, I have this idea of myself being an athletic, cool guy, who has style but is also smart. In my waking life, I even look like it! But on the magic T.V., I looked sweaty. I had unpleasant thinning hair, thin lips and acne scars. My magic T.V. self wore small glasses while my dream self and real self don't ! I was astounded.

the magic TV thing was fun to play with but it makes me wonder if physically, I may try to look like something that I am not psychologically. The psychological is probably more important.

Friday, June 17th

I. “Koresh”

It is difficult to tell if in this dream I am a person or an omniscient perspective. Only one time that I remember does somebody talk and seem like they are addressing me. The setting of the dream is that I am inside David Koresh’s Waco compound. Upon entering I see a bearded white man dressed in white robes like the Anglo-Saxon “Jesus.” He is motioning wordlessly and looks rather odd. I think for a moment that this is David Koresh, but I soon find out that there is a man in the corner of the room, naked and in a 69-type position with another man who is sucking him off. He is a bit chubby and balding – it turns out that this man is in fact Koresh. Memory of the dream is extremely spotty, but I believe that this dream taking place during some sort of upheaval in the compound, either the beginnings of a rebellion or the beginnings of the siege by the ATF. Aside from this first rather odd scene I have two other memories of this dream:

There is a young boy speaking out against Koresh’s teachings. I remember nothing specifically except at one point he seems to be talking to me with a wide enlightened smile saying “we can’t go to hell!” Koresh comes up unexpectedly behind him and asks “Who’s not going to hell?” The boy is lost for words and before he can even speak Koresh does something that looks like he’s casting some sort of spell. He curls the fingers of one hand inward and then flicks them out at the boy like one might do with droplets of water. The boy falls to the ground motionless.

At another point, I cannot definitively say if it was earlier or later, Koresh and another member of the cult are testing walkie-talkies. He walks down a hallway, and the other man says through the line “is it safe?” Listening closely to something, perhaps the static on the line, Koresh thinks for a moment and then says “no, it’s not safe.” He begins walking around trying to find a device that is interfering with the signal or perhaps taping the conversation and he does indeed find something. There is another walkie-talkie taped to a wall, with a chord plugged into it that runs into what I can only guess is some type of battery operated recording device. He triumphantly tears it off the wall. There is a young girl nearby watching this, who has been in that spot awhile and would have seen somebody plant the bug. I remember predicting in my head that Koresh is about to sneak up to the girl, play real nice, and ask if she’d seen anybody do so. I worry a bit for her safety, especially as I remember what I have heard about what Koresh allegedly did with young girls in his compound. I do not remember if he actually did what I predicted though. End of recall.

Thursday, June 16th

I. “Gemstone Heist”

S.B, A.L and I are looking for weed (although I have quit smoking for the past 10 days or so) and we are headed to the house of somebody we know, though I don’t remember who it is. This is the premise, yet nothing that happens really has much to do with this.

The unknown person’s house turns out to be a large mansion, and my memory of the dream begins as we are rushing down a large staircase and out of the house. I have five large gemstones in my hand that we have apparently just stolen. I believe three of them were pink and rough and two of them were smooth and blue, and all of them had spots in them that were a color I can’t recall now. As we make it outside a group of men in suits come rushing at us. Our car (a 2-door dark gray vehicle that none of us actually own) is sitting in the entranceway that looks a lot like that of a hotel, an ovular cement thing in the middle with a driveway around it under a roof. As we see them come running at us, I drop most of the gemstones as I try to shove them into my pockets; I get only one or two of them in there.

As it looks like we are going to be caught everything suddenly drops into slow motion but my own mind and movement. S.B is apparently going to be the one driving. I throw the drivers’ side door open and wait for him to pull the handle and the seat goes forward. I leap into the backseat. I see that A.L can’t get into his door, and it turns out this is because it is locked. I quickly reach over and pull up the little pin and he gets in the car. As soon as we are all in there everything begins running at the same speed. I am not sure who is driving the car when we begin moving, this may have switched for no reason but it’s either S.B or A.L. Somebody is telling the driver to turn left and break through a barricade of cars, but instead they turn right and get stuck in some slow moving traffic. The last thing I remember seeing in this section of the dream is the tail lights of a car ahead of us.

The dream jumps and we are inside the mansion again, hanging out with people I do not recognize. Apparently we are no longer on the run from anybody. I am tapping out the rhythm of a Flogging Molly song, a band I have not listened to in ages, and a girl recognizes it merely from the rhythm and puts the song on. She makes some comment about that band being good.

Another jump and S.B and A.L are both swimming with people in a very nice, large pool. I am fully clothed and do not wish to join them. End of recall.

Limited recall in my early WBTBs
6:34 Just vaguely rem being in school and having a large assignemnt due that i have yet to do. this is actually a reoccurring dream scenario for me...

9:14 I had a dream that i was kind of outside at school, looks like high school. i say kind of because the clothes dryer was out there. I was with a big athletics class and we were all outside enjoying the day. I wasnt in athletics clothes and there were many others who also were not.

I go up to the dryer and a cat that looks like mine is on it but i know in the dream its not my cat. I go to pet it and as i approach it the face almost looks human. I pet it and it starts to walk right off the dryer. I struggle to catch it and let it down on the ground more gently. It starts walking away from the dryer and toward the bench when i realize the cat is blind. When it reaches the bench it is no longer a cat but some dude dressed kind of like a chollo. He sits on the bench and i notice on his shirt it says, if i lose my shirt dont help me my parents will replace it in white ink, his shirt is red.

The class started heading in and as i was going i saw this girl with like red curly hair and she seemed kind of confused. I think i talked to her but cant rem what was said, she doesnt seem to be going inside though so i walk up a bit and find a chick who looks kind of like laurel. I ask her if the red head, i knew her name in the dream, is coming inside. Laurel said of course and looked at me like it was a stupid question. We start heading inside and now it looks just like my high school, where as before i did not really recognize the scenery.

I get into the locker room and david is in there. I also see a couple dudes that look like football players just standing around. David says something to me and i think about telling him about a dream i had that he was in, but i remembered that in the dream i say bad things about him. We walk into the lockeroom a bit and he points out that there is a girl on the football team. She walks over to the football lockers in a white uniform and dissapears behind some lockers. At this point i start to realize that there are girls all over the locker room. I look around and spot more and more. Eventually i look back towards the door leading outside and i see another strange girl, who is supposed to be the red head but she looks different. Now her hair is longer, straight, and brown. She is like moving her arms in waves, it looks kind of strange. Dont rem past this.

Wednesday, June 15th

III. Lucid #9: “An Experimental Experiment”

Unknown locale and situation bring me to this point. Memory picks up as I suddenly find myself left alone with A.D. It is quite dark in the room but I can still see. She gives me the smile I haven’t seen in years, we both lean in and begin kissing. The feeling is vividly familiar, I feel a rush and as she thrusts her waist against me I come almost instantly. The orgasm in the dream is very intense. Suddenly her shirt is off and I can see that my sticky fluid has gotten on her chest. I start thinking about what to do about that and hoping she won’t notice that I’ve blown it this early. To my surprise she begins telling me how sexy she thinks cum and blood and snot are; how she wants to be covered in it. She talks to me more vulgar than she ever did when we were together in physical reality, telling me to fuck the shit out of her etc over and over again. She puts my penis between her breasts, expecting me to do something rough. Surprised and upset, I stop what I’m doing and almost begin crying; there is none of the love and tenderness there used to be, only a nymphomaniac type hunger for obscene sexual gratification. She responds to this by walking over to another man who is suddenly now in the room and fellating him emphatically. I don’t feel particularly jealous, only slightly awkward about being in my first threesome and it being with another man, and it being with my ex lover. She cares nothing for this. She briefly knocks our dicks together and begins walking away.

I find myself and the unknown man following her through some woods, with many broken down amusement park rides randomly scattered in the trees. She tells me that we’re going to go “walk on the rides.” I see she now has some shorts on and I am still naked. Unknown voices soon begin telling me how this is an “experimental experiment” to get herself alone with me. However as we come to the bottom of a hill, Batman and Robin come dashing out from behind something and I run from them on sight. A more menacing voice tells me that this is actually an “experimental experiment” to get me to leave, which I do.

Next I remember I find my way back to a large room filled with bleachers of different species of humanoid spectators with many different colors of flesh and facial features. Everybody seems afraid, suddenly A.D comes running back in and throws herself into the arms of yet another man, yet again unfamiliar but I do remember him having short blond hair and sideburns. They begin kissing each other hard.

I wake from this soon after, only for a second with a T-shirt over my physical eyes so I awake to complete darkness. Falling back asleep a moment later, I drop back into the dream, this time fully Lucid. There are wide, elaborately decorated hallways back to the room I intuitively know contains her and all the spectators, and some people on benches observe me. The walls are purple or blue and bejeweled in spots. I decide (quite impulsively) to try to fly into this room and confront her. I focus on the doorway and try to superman-fly over there. I had been quite unprepared to become lucid again. I make it not quite halfway to the door before the dream dissolves into yet another false awakening, I am suddenly being led down very narrow, dank and bizarre looking corridors by hooded figures that are short and hunched over. Their heads are covered and their faces are not visible. The entire landscape is made up of discs piled one on another, getting smaller toward the top forming pancake-like pyramids. I see that the path I’m on continues far upward and I can see another place to land high above me. I decide to attempt to fly, again, and this time I don’t recall even making it off the ground.

I wake up to find that when I had an orgasm in the dream I also had one in physical reality and I will have to clean myself off. I am now feeling as if this was some sort of test, which I have inarguably failed.

Wednesday, June 15th

II. “We Know Each Other”

Yet another party dream, at a house that I do not believe exists. I am decently sure that my parents are sleeping upstairs as this goes on, and at certain points I become concerned about the level of noise and the amount of people – evidently it’s a party I’m running in a house that I live in.

I do not remember the chronology, but I can go by location. Out on the porch there was a joint passed to me that a few other people had been smoking, and later on I have one of my own that I return the favor with by passing back to them (a small group of girls that I think exist physically). At another point I become upset, specifically I think at Sean, about the amount of beer cans that are strewn about the porch floor. I begin picking them up and throwing them away, emptying out the soldiers. I have thoughts about abandoning the party and going to bed as I often do when faced with these situations.

Inside: I walk into a room and see K.G on the couch. We recognize each other and I give him a hug, genuinely glad to see him. After that I see E.H sitting on another seat and he is glad to see me too. He tells me I have a cool alarm clock in my room, and motions to a nearby downstairs bedroom. I tell him it is actually S.B's room and intuitively know this – also a picture of the alarm clock that S.B owns (in the dream, not physically) appears in my head. It is tall and cylindrical and the time scrolls across it. As he begins talking to me more he starts to shake nervously, as does another person, identity now forgotten, sitting to his left. Somebody I do not recognize walks by laughing and comments on how funny it is watching us attempt to communicate.

I am sure this is the last thing to happen in this part of the dream – a large group of girls walks past me, consisting I believe of some girls from my high school, the type I could not stand. Their tans are unnaturally dark and their voices high and obnoxious. After that I run into M.C.C and a blond girl who I don’t believe exists but in the dream I know is named Emily. I go to give M.C.C a hug but she seems nervous. I say to her reassuringly “We know each other.” She leaves quickly. "Emily", however, proceeds to tell me that she loves me, we are soulmates, etc and at this point I am incredulous and the scene begins dissolving.

Thinking I have woken up, I begin thinking about writing this dream down. However it is a false awakening and I am in another unknown place. I believe the walls are all glass windows. I finally decide, for some reason, to write on something that looks like S.B's couch/beirut table. Noticing that it’s too big, I decide to break it down. I’m suddenly outside and it’s stilted on either end, the middle over open air. I hit it with something to break it in half. It does, but I look over and I believe Z.A is looking at me disapprovingly; I am doing this in an unsafe way. I keep taking the halves and trying to break them down the middle again and as I’m doing this the form of the object continually changes. By the time he comes over and starts telling me how to do it I am looking at a hollow green thin plastic piano. I wake up right around here.

Wednesday, June 15th

I. “First Time You’ve Been Called”

Dream memory begins here: We are about to play the Patsy show, only we are doing it in a parking lot greatly resembling the one on Oleander Drive in Wilmington, NC where the Tidal Creek market is in. Not only this but C.I will be directing the band from around a corner about 20 feet away. I see only her head poke out from behind a corner at the start of each tune. From the moment the overture counts off I am extremely uncomfortable and playing very poorly. My movements are sluggish and I cannot determine why. Soon it begins raining quite hard and, fearing electrocution as well as for the safety of my equipment I stop playing and start to move under a nearby awning. As I turn around to see if anybody has followed I hear B.R begin playing “I Fall the Pieces” and think to myself “well, I guess we are still going”. I run over and quickly turn my amp off, plug back in and turn it on to avoid making the popping noise. I do this just in time to start playing the doubled bassline part, which of course I am fucking up royally. I also see that B.R has moved to be in the line of sight of C.I, and wondering why that wasn’t done in the first place I begin trying to follow him and play at the same time. A man with a thick southern drawl comes over and tells me something to the effect of “you guys better start delivering, those people over there are laughing at you. They think this is the first time you’ve ever been called."

Next thing I know I’m in a store and I see H.B, who has gotten heavier and works there. I do not know why but beforehand somebody had just asked jokingly if anybody had S.A’s phone number. I knew that I did but, as was the case the previous night in physical reality, I had left my phone back at the house. Heather smiles at me and says, “I was watching you.” “It rained…” I mumble, searching for a polite way to say that I know the performance had been complete shit. “Naw, it was good,” she says, as people often say (in objective falsehood) after such incidents.

Another employee of the store tells me that S.B has recently purchased a large amount of paint in my name, after reaching the limit that he can buy on his own name. It annoys me that he has done so. B.R says something like “He’d probably get a pretty decent payoff that way.” I awaken soon after this.

so i drunk 1 beer and went to sleep after 20 mins..
what i remember it was so i was with my uncle, we weere walking or so , then i was in work.. in work i remember firstthat 1 waitress made a salad and told me , thats how u make salada , im not saying anything but thats how.. then i started complaining about the guy who i worked with cus he never tought me like that lol.. so iwas mad and trippy and then 1 kid came and said i want 1 pizza margherita normal with cheese and the sauce.

i went i did one then i forgot something and my friend baked the pizza fail and i had to make new.
i made new one and success and i sold it for 5 euro's then he my friend who i work with told him smth about leave us tips or so.. he left like 3-4 euros in small money and left..
then what i remember was that the pizza machine or how is called is defeated and doenst works more..

so what else i remember is.. i sleeped with my uncle somewhere outside.. idk where.. and in that dream i wanted to go somewhere but the keys were missing.. so i went to a school dont know which and i went to 1 class and said to teacher [which was my Cheff]
look outside there are fire. where is fire?
look the flames..
he went and he breath and make the fire out with is mouth , but anyways it started firing back..

then i woke up in my dream and said to my uncle....
@i Dont have keys , u know what i dreamed? i went to the school for dreams and asked my teacher for the keys .. but my teacher was my Cheff from kitchen lol ;D then he laughed or something and we went there in that place with keys in a dream and opened.. idk what did or so..
then there that Girl who told me i did false salad , she sent me a MSG on mobile or where it was idk it was o weird machine .. with big buttons and shit..
and she said so " Hey im sry if i meant what i meant before but our uncle eViL(a nickname) something he flammed me to die and so something and she didnt wanted to see him or so ,, i was like wtf that eViL is not my uncle my uncle is david.. and then my friend came and he was looking at the sms thingy messages but the thing was .. that sms machine was on barman's side it was weird..

ok So next dream in work again but i am too stupid to say it ;D and i will..

so i had to make a pizza... and Delivery it...
what i did .... i did the pizza brred or how its called at the pan then i didnt put in pizza oven or something cus i knew it was broken.. and what i did..
the ppl who i had to deliver.. i went there to their place and house.. with scooter motor or how is called .. i was happy and i saw 2 ppl who were working in a pizza place and i was selling pizzas :p i went there i opened the door , i looked the man and the woman in bed like naked with bra and underwear .. and isaid just wait.. 2 mins it lll be here..
i opened the door idk which one and i went to a room with microwave? .. rofl.. put the Pan with pizza breed in microwave and turned it on..
then i opened next door and guess what it was? my kitchen where i work .. and my chef asks me where is the pizza and he saw the oven with it .. lol he said how stupid , no pizza oven then find a Pan and make the pizza on it.. loled there and i woke up in Real life


thats all for tday no ld's :/

thanks

Dream Lucid False Awakening Notes
I am a show promoter. I'm standing next to a dj in an empty club and the show is about to start. He starts a record and the song begins to play. The music throbs and the room shakes. "I don’t understand, if we were back home, this would bring the people out in droves." I look back across the room and now there are about 10 people. Once I climb down from the booth to the dance floor the room is pretty well packed.
A girl, my contact for this city, comes up to me and tells me not to worry, more are coming. She says that all it took was for the sound of the bass to hit the airwaves outside the club. The air inside is hot and stinky with the sweat of people dancing and the lights are too dim to make out anything but vague moving shapes. She asks me if I need anything else and I say she's done a great job. She laughs and asks if I need her to fuck anybody for me. I am very confused by this for a second and then realize that the whole scene is strange.

I tell the girl no thank you and start heading to the door for a breath of fresh air. On the way I hold my nose and take a deep breath. I am dreaming. Outside it's the heat of the day and as I walk along a wide fresh sidewalk with bright green lawns and newly paved blacktop street. I keep taking dream breaths to stabalize my lucidity and remember that I am supposed to teleport.
Where do I want to go. I know now that I live in texas, it's so hot, so I want to go somewhere not hot. I remember chicago with the snow and the wind and know that I want to go where it snows. I want to go where it's cold.I decide to go to the north pole.
Staring at the tips of my fingers and watching them glow, I think about going to the north pole. I can feel the cold in my lungs I can see the steam rising through my breath. I can imagine the crunch of snow beneath my feet. I put my two fingers in front of me and draw a doorway in the air. The air crackles with a yellow electricity and the line my fingers trace leave a dull shimmering outline in the emty space before me. For a moment nothing happens but then slowly I can hear the whistling wind of the freezing world. I take one step through the portal and suddenly my feet crunch through about a foot of pure white fresh snow.
Now I am Tesla Strong.

The wind is cold and I am clutching my arms close to my body and walking up a steep hill to get a better look at my surroundings. Once I get to the top of the hill, what I see astounds me.
The familiar chicago skyline is ravaged by a new ice age. The hancock and sears towr are buried to thehalfway point in glacial snow. I'm very cold and want to leave. My fingers start to glow again and I draw annother portal in the air, this one shaped like a triangle. I step through again and I'm in suburbia.

I am awake and trying to remember as many details of the dream as possible. I can't find my computer and dig through my backpack for my red notebook. Finding it, I flip to an new page and start to write as much of the description of the frozen teleportation as I can remember and after a sentence I look again at the page I see a crude pen and ink drawing of Tesla above the sentence I just wrote.

Then I wake up back in my body. I try to hold still to go back into the dream but I keep imagining that the way I am sleeping is cutting into my cheek. I break and start writing in my journal.

More sucky recall. My daughter kept coming in my room and waking me up.

I recall snippets of:
A tray full of cockroaches. Apparently, they were my pets (I LOATHE roaches). I also had a hutch filled with baby rabbits. The hutch looked like the upper cabinet of a my writing desk. I worried they starved to death because I had forgotten to feed and water them. When I opened the doors though, they were all okay. Then everything got loose and I was trying to put the roaches and rabbits back where they were supposed to be.

>>I found a bird on my daughters bed the other day. When I picked it up to throw it out, maggots fell everywhere. I think maggots are cool. But I had a conversation with my son and he said he feels about maggots the same way I do about roaches. Plus, I murdered a moth on my wall that looked like a roach. So, that part of the dream is easily understood.
>>I only fed and watered Cuddlebug (our rabbit) once yesterday. I kept telling him, I'd get his goodies before I went to bed, but I forgot. That explains part of the bunny dream. I don't know why he multiplied though lol

Dream one

I'm walking down a large hallway of a high school talking with a friend of mine, as we are talking a xbox controller appears in my hands. It spray's me with a strange liquid, so I used the restroom to clean up when I notice a lot of females coming into the Men's room

Dream two

My mom is dead and I'm sitting in my bed thinking, then I detach from my body a voice speaks out and tell me that there are monsters that eat each other to gain power. They began to eat each other some look like cars and other like weird fish, as they eat power ups drop from the dead ones. Then one get a Zelda power up and the dream ends

Wow I had a very strange dream last night, god knows why, anyway here goes LOL!

I had a dream about my eldest daughter and her ex boyfriend, her ex had some wooden planks and he ejacualted over one of them and tried to stick the other plank to it, this didn't work and frustrated the hell out of him ((lmao ohh my god!!)) he wanted to make something , anyway he was very pissed about it not working! In my dream i had dreamt about my daughter and her ex and kept asking her if they had ever done anything with wooden planks, she was trying to tell me quietly because her ex was in the other room ((will name her ex J)) i couldn't understand the lip signs and hand movements she was showing me as she tried to tell me something then below her face a load of writing came up, the text saying what she couldn't ((lol)) . i had wrote these dreams that i had in my dream down on paper, there was also something to do with her and a train but that kept swapping to her and an aeroplane then back to a train. I kept seeing her in a room sitting down, it was quite dark, then J would appear and do nasty things trying not to let me see, i was sort of watching in third person at this time, like watching a movie play infront of me, he was asking her horrible questions, god he was awfull!!!. It then switched and my eldest was the one being horrible not him, she had beaten him with planks by the plane and she told me she had shoved one up his ass and left him there ((roflol))

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had another fragment last night, nothing special.

22.30: Sleep

05.10: Fragment
*I'm three hours late for work. I tell my sister I'll give her 100 kr if she gives me a ride to the nearest train station. She agrees to do it. My youngest brother starts raging for some reason, he has also shaved his head.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I'm going out drinking tonight, so probably no lucids tomorrow morning, but who knows? Planning to do a WBTB on Sunday morning though. Happy weekend!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!