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The earliest dream I can remember started out with me at a college dorm area. The atmosphere was a bit dark, like everything had a bit of overshadowing darkness but it didn't have the nightmare feeling just dark. I was planning to leave the dorm by running away with my friend Ashley, but as we were preparing to go the dorm went under lock down so they could play a sort of guessing game. Everyone went back to their rooms, or neighboring room. With the door open they had to guess how many people were in the room. There was a sort of threadbare drapery over the door and the person on the outside couldn't see into the room. There was a pile of money at the door way to represent how many people were in the room somehow. The number that comes up is $17 from my memory. There were maybe six people lying on the floor hiding while the searcher was crouched on the floor trying to see in and guess. At the same time there was a sort of demonic entity hovering in the upper left of the doorway. I acknowledged it with a word like "drijna" and bound it to the room as I left with Ashley and got into a black Honda CR-V to drive up to San Francisco, we were in the Ventura, CA area in my dream.

As usual with my dreams and me driving I don't exactly have control of the vehicle, it might be my lucid mind trying to take over control. Never does a dream go well with me driving in it. There were trees a long the road and instead of the usual white and yellow lines marking the road it was a green and maybe blue paint. I drove through an intersection and I was supposed to turn right at but didn't get my blinkers on fast enough so ended up stopping in the middle of the road. There was a cop there and behind me came up the demonesque man from the dorm. I believe he came into the CR-V. I looked at it and told it a line of gibberish also containing the word "drijna" and it left. We took off driving again towards the 101 Freeway using the side harbor roads near the Ventura Pier but there were a lot of pedestrians and we missed the on ramp for the 101 North. I thought since we missed it we can continue on the road towards Carpenteria and catch the 101 around Mussel Shoals.

But before we got too far out I decided to turn left onto a beach not far out from Ventura to go under the overpass and call my friend Mia and let her know I was in town. This was an area of brief lucidity I believe. Mia ended up being there to be a journalist for an assignment of somekind, as was my friend Hannah. We wondered down in the overpass because there were cave like areas to talk to people. I think that I was helping her gather interviews. It was around here that we ended up on a ferry/cruise ship going somewhere maybe San Fran. As we were going out I found that my friend Mike was aboard the ship and we talked a bit that he was offended I hadn't called that I was in. After that there were giant waves going around the ship. Very similar to the waves near the end of "Ponyo" depicted by Hayao Miyizaki. All I could think about the time that was happening is I need to take photos because of how cool it was. After awhile it was really rough to the point it was terrifying. I could see about 100ft or so down the side of the ship to the ocean from the crest of the wave. For some reason I thought that this was really epic and needed a song fitting for it. This being another semi-lucid state. A quick racking of my brain and I chose "Kings and Queens" by 30 Seconds to Mars. Everyone joined in as we were on the bow of the ship.

Eventually it calmed down we were all on land near a beach in a sort of out door amphitheater. A lady whom was similar to an MC was fawning over someone, then a few other people and finally a guy in just black briefs she was going over his tattoos. Another lucid point of me was the line from Mulan played twice in my head:"This tattoo will protect me from harm." So I stripped down to my underwear to show her my 4 tattoos that I have in real life. She rubbed a sort of oil all over each tattoo. She paid close attention to the vine and words I have on my left outer calf, to the point where I noticed I had stubble on my legs. I'm a guy and don't like leg hair . She pointed out that one of the leaves was faded because I scrapped it off whilst shaving. I was ticked and went through a series of thoughts that I need to get a hold of my tattoo artist and get a touch up. I lost lucidity after that. Next I seen lines of text going across the topside of my left hand that were tattoos. A short paragraph on my right leg that ended with the Pi symbol.

After that the amphitheater turned into a church area that made me excited. Four symbols were on the stage backlight by different lights. I believe it was red, green, blue an yellow and they represented different factions of Christianity to appease to all those who were on the ship. That is all that I can remember from this mornings WBTB.

There was a series of dreams from this morning so here we go:

I was down in California talking to my tattoo artist (He's done 3 of the 4 that I have) and I was telling him I want my cello tattooed on my right arm from mid forearm to mid bicep with the night sky all around it. In the dream it was then I almost noticed I was dreaming because my next tattoo I am planning is on my left forearm not my right and definitely not that particular tattoo either haha. He then told me that we should reschedule to sometime in January and do it on one of my layovers through Seattle, since he and his wife and kid are moving there soon. During this part of the dream a couple dates popped up in my head floating over a map of Washington something like: January 23, 2034 or another like it. It was then again I was became slightly aware that I was dreaming again since that date is no where near correct. He told me that he was moving to a city that started with a D and a couple variants that are on the same highway as it.

The dream cut to where we met up in the said city. A friend picked us up in a car, she was some how tied in with our church. We were driving in a yellow beater of some kind, faded, similar to a VW Bug. We were driving towards a restaurant down a hill very much a like a house here in my village, and she jumped out of the vehicle and pulled on the back as it was going because she didn't have any breaks, and may have hurt her self a little because I told her she didn't have to do it all by herself. We go in side, I sit at a table by myself while my tattoo artist sits at a booth next to me and has the baby on the table. Our friend also joins him so I don't see why not we all sit at one table. They go and collect their food and I was slightly surprised that he left the baby with me. I take a bite of a really good burger.

We leave after some chit chat and eating and start driving a long a forest road, it was a really tight road, the kind that won't allow side by side traffic. Some how the dream switches to where I am at a river with two other people, maybe some cousins, and we are trying to get across it. The river is maybe 20ft across and is actually a greater tributary from a river that is flowing perpendicular to it. It is deep, maybe 15 or so feet and running swift and very cold. We jump in only in our underwear to try cross and we make it half way down and and over but don't quite make it across. We end up on the shore like nothing happened as it is with dreams, I was aware I was dreaming again here. I tell them to go diagonally with the flow and not directly against it - thinking in my head that it is similar to a tide rip and some how that will help. We make it across and I remember walking around and seen a field with maybe a bear of some kind in it.

The dream switches to where I am on a beach with my brother and two cousins, one guy and one gal. It is a lot like a really tall spit made of big rocks and a bit of a slough/bay. We are in our underwear and it is warm out. We hike around, there are some boats that are broken down. I recall getting up on one to see some bears across on a sand bar. I get into one of the boat things, I think use the bathroom and take a shower. It was a oblong white modernesque room with a circular window. I remember seeing the guy cousin through it. I some how ended up on the other side of the rock wall and it had turned into a part of the local store and I seen a brown bear through the window and wanted to warn the rest of my family. I was a little freaked out in the dream because I knew that brown bears are dangerous and at the same time we don't have brown bears in our area.

After that I end up way up in a balcony area and I see part of a ship and my vision scans the length of it and it curved around me and my dream self was telling me that it was John's ship, an older man here, and it was massive like a cruise ship. I end up in a corner area with some people and we chat and eat some finger food.

The dream shifts again to where I am in high school again. The room is segregated in an odd way to with a small wooden wall and I have to move my neck in an odd way to see around it and focus on the teacher. There is a small fight of some kind and I end up on the other side. Class is let out and I wander the halls looking for my English class, I see Mr. Druce, my old high school English teacher my senior year, and I follow him because he will lead me to our next class. The building is on a massive scale like a mall. He gets on a escalator I follow and he goes onto another to a balcony area that ends up being our class. We are sitting in rows much like pews but they are cushioned more and remind me of seats that are in a van. The floor is a very glossy and hard like a marble. He is teaching the class and picks on a few students. I am in a section that he dislikes for an unknown reason.

The next dream I last remember is I was in my old house that I grew up at in my parents room and talking about the cell phone tower that is being built here and I keep hearing an annoying sound, I turn it off, and get back to to the conversation. It comes in again I turn it off, but it isn't working. Which I then wake up because it is my alarm.