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WARNING: Sexual content

NOTE: Numbers do not signify any particular order. They're just for ease of reference for interpretation.

A phrase: ''Trinity de Liberas'' . No idea what it meant.

1. Justice. I was in a room. Reminded me of a room I rented in college near a river. He was in the room beside mine. Although there were 'holes' in the plywood separating our rooms, I did not peek into his room, though I was sorely tempted. I heard him talking to someone, but I sensed or knew he was alone, so it must be a phone. I lied down on my bed, looking up at the ceiling, and noticed that the plywood wall does not go to the ceiling, so there's an open space between our rooms near the ceiling. I was looking at the opening when I saw him start to peek through it, all while he was talking on his phone. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, but I can still see him somehow. He crossed over to my room, still talking on his phone, and he looked me over.

2. A guy got pregnant. At first it was me, and then it wasn't me. When they took the 'baby' out of his (or my) stomach, it turned out to be a frog. Turned out that there's a particular species of frogs (it was clear when I saw or heard it but then forgot it when I woke up) that insert their eggs through the skin, and then it goes in the stomach/uterus to grow. I became careful not to go out with my body parts exposed.

3. I had sex with a guy, with me on top. I wanted it to be the guy on [1] but it seems it's not. This one is darker. After sex, we discussed the amount, or maybe it was a flashback. The room costs 3000, and he wants 600. He/I complained about the cost of the room.

4. I was outside our house in our hometown. I was naked, but didn't really mind. I love the cold. I was near the well-pump area. I saw my dad come out of the 'front' door, and he saw me. I waved. He quickly grabbed a towel to cover me and brought me inside the house. My brother was also there. (NOTE: I have no male sibling).

5. I was inside a house. A guy (L? He looked thinner.) caught a huge roach, about the size of an adult person's forearm and thick. The guy held on to its huge body with his left hand, and used his right hand to cover or play around with the head of the roach. I warned him that it might bite him.

[Woke up. Went back to bed.]

6. I was inside a traveling train. It slanted a bit, and I played along by slanting my own body. There were a lot of people there. Caucasian. Then suddenly, the train went out through the 'door', almost hitting a girl on her way out and almost ripping my arm off by the door. It continued running off track through some wilderness. We passed near a gorge, running up along the cliffs and looking down the river. The wilderness was blue and green; it was beautiful. We continued trailing away from it, and through some tall grasses. We even crossed an old, rusty railroad. We finally stopped near a small river. There were people on the other side, and we had to cross the river and get our feet wet to get there. My sister was already walking in the river. I looked around for a dry path. The rusty railings. Some dry cemented area. Finally, on the other side, I looked around and saw a small grassy field and some 'trees' beyond it. Somebody mentioned 'glen'. I looked around, this time with more awareness that we may be in a magical glen.



7. I was in a hall, with a huge book displayed on the wall. The red and orange or yellow cover was ripped/vandalized, as well as some of the pages. I can see some of the writings inside, and they looked old, like a grimoire. I mentioned this to Rob. He took it out and put it on the table like he didn't mind the fact that it was ripped apart.

8. Justice. I was in a room. It reminds me of our room in first-year high school.

More notes:

* I ate nothing but bread and butter the whole day prior.
* I avoided sexual activity for the whole day.
* An old neighbor visited while I was topless. I felt 'exposed.'
* Before I fell asleep, I happened to think of a dorm mate back in college who I had some sexual activity. He's dark skinned.
* I went down this morning to use L's toaster grill, and I found a roach inside. I'm thinking whether it was precognition or I simply thought of the Madagascar hissing roach before I slept. Did I? I'm no longer sure.
* I was supposed to read a small red-white-black book last night, but I decided not to.

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So, this one is very long, and very fuzzy in my memory. So bear with me.

There's some dude with a glow stick on my front porch. My mom and me were in the kitchen. For some reason there were cupboards outside on the porch. The guy was looking through them. Eventually the guy left and we stood up.
*Memory blindness*

My dad came in from work, and said "They're after me, for tax evasion". It sounds kind of nonsensical, but in the dream it was clear as day. We started running upstairs. Since this was a dream I was running slowly and my talking came out as whispers. I don't get why I don't do a reality check then! Agh!

Anyways, we ran upstairs and locked ourselfs in our rooms. For whatever reason I had my little cousin Heidi with me.
*Memory blindness*
Something about burning telescopes
*Memory blindness*
Reading Heidi a kiddie book
*Memory blindness*
The next morning after all that, we got on a plane and headed for where ever. Suddenly the rest of my family was back (was this a new dream?).

I apparently was flying the plane, and I said "This is your Casey speaking (Casey's my name) thank you for flying who-cares airlines". It actually looked like a flight simulator, as I was in 3rd person.

Would that be classified as an OBE?

*Memory blindness*
We wound up in a bar or something, drinking beer out of straws. I wasn't drinking, and a good thing too, I'm under aged.

I guess I forgot the rest. I'm really sorry for not remembering much. If I had any sense at all I would delete this, and say I couldn't remember it, but, meh.

Note: I had a half a pill of melatonin that night, so maybe that effected this?

Two days ago I had three lucid dreams in a row. I counted them just as only one because they happened in a very short time and each one was very similar in character to the other.

In all of those dreams I entered them without being asleep, directly (so I think). The dream begins with a vibrating sensation or chills. Then I feel that my body literally gets up from the bed and adopts an upright position, precisely using the left side of bed that is the one I use to get up normally. When I get up I grazed the books on a shelf that are just too close to my bed. I walked, or rather I am headed to the door of my room that is closed. It's funny, because in this case I opened the door to the contrary, that is outward rather than inward. Step by in front of the bathroom and then to the living room. Then I head for the front door, open it and I'm on the street. It is night, and the front of the house is dark, but I can see the trees that stand against a clear blue sky. As I have already dreamed this so many times, I want to change the dream and rotate my body quickly. I open my eyes and I'm facing a closet, I opened the door and see a life size clown. I get angry and take it out of the closet and violently crashed it against the floor. I wake up.

NOTE: I've been doing 9 purif breathing almost every night this week, except once when I was too tired. Then I did some reverse RC/ADA, but I can barely do it every hour. Will continue for another week. I also do zhine meditation focusing on the breath, but I can barely do so without my mind jumping to dozens of other thoughts.


6:10 a.m.

A red scorpion with a jeweled yellow crown.

Running away from a demon, which does not react to banishing techniques we know.

There's a book that might be available in a moving bookstore. I or someone else said that we've looked through a lot of bookstores already, but it's worth a try. The book is available. The price should be around 400 or 450 pesos, but the vendor changed it to 1000 or 2000. I declined, then he started to move his mobile bookstore away. I or something else killed him. I vaguely remember throwing the mobile bookstore into bits. Something fell off the sky and trashed the dilapidated bookstore. I think the book has something we can use against the demon. I recall seeing my crush (B.Sasdfasdf), but not sure what happened.

An escape.

9:35 a.m.

Running or escaping. Going up and down a building. There's a way to go up or down. An elevator and a zip line.

I was looking at a book. I was with friends, but I don't see them. They're just beside me, I think. They were sharing two or three other spells, and I am sharing my own. I think we were writing them on the book, which looks really old. Or maybe we were reading them from the book. Can't quite remember.

Tryglycerides

I was at a restaurant at the bar or at a high table. I saw a guy with a book about 8" thick, maybe more. It was ridiculous. The spine of the book said, "Triglycerides." There were other words, but I couldn't make them out. That really didn't matter.

I study diet IWL. I'm no more interested in triglycerides than anything else, but I figured in my dream that this guy obviously is studying them in depth, and it is something I'm interested in, so this was a great opportunity.

I asked him to tell me about triglycerides. He said, "OK..." It was as though he was going to say something, but he wrote it on a napkin instead. When I read it, it was in cursive and said, "I" "I have" "I have" and kept going with similar stuff. It looked much the same from one pair of words to the next. I Mentioned how odd it seemed.

The guy said, "Well, there are thousands of definitions for 'trigycerides." I thought to myself, "Well! I'm not about to work out thousands of definitions." I turned and looked at a lady beside me who was possible a friend of the guy I was talking to. I turned to her and her bare breast was right there. Her nipple was shiny with some kind of grease or water or something. It was pink and lovely.

I don't attribute this to precognition by any means, but it is very interesting that today IWL, I was reading a new book I got on synergies and came across triglycerides and why they are bad. They come from animal fat and they reduce the effectiveness of leprin, a hormone that tells you when you are getting full.

A stair. Near school.

An old man. Me as a young kid. A writer. Online. Car. Plants. Animals.

An alien world with strange animals. An old guy. A couple of young guys. An old guy leaving his millions to me. Teaching me drawing. Reading a book. Drinking water.

A house. Dorm. Search. Work. Divided among people. EJ? Food court. Search. Rob. Searching documents. Magick and dark age files. Atheism office. Don Paez.

Super Mario World. Vanilla 1 stage? Short. Up. Slide. Mnk. Red and yellow. Game.

Reading My Dad's Book

My father never actually wrote a book, but he wrote a lot, and talked about writing a screenplay IWL.

I was reading a book my dad wrote. It had just come back from the printer.

I was able to make out the words very well, though I only read one sentence. I was busy editing in my mind. Much of the book had been printed the way my dad used to print--all caps. I began noticing letters were transposed, and then I noticed that not all of the sentences were all caps. I wanted to 'tell my dad that he should have let me edit his work before sending it to the printer.

I tried to not be the editor for my dads big day, so I started to just read. I read a sentence that ended up making sense, but deserved a rewrite. It was something like, "He didn't put 'He didn't do it on purpose..."

As I read it, I worked out the logic that it actually made sense. It wasn't dream-logic.

The End

The Preacher and his Wife Divorce

The news was covering the death of a preacher's wife. I was viewing the coverage on-site. The camera panned all around a yard that was flooded on 3 sides. The camera didn't show the fourth side of the house. The water was muddy red.

Then preacher had passed. She was alone and dealing with the estate. The newscaster asked the woman what she was wearing. The preacher's wife said, "A necklace." She wanted another one because her husband rarely got her anything...or something like that.

Dream skip

I'm in the same house, but now there is a girl and a vampire. The girl had just been bitten that day. She was starting to feel weird and was freaking out. She was getting upset. The man wasn't mad at her for being upset because he knew she was now a vampire because of him. He tried to comfort her.

They were lying down on a marble floor to go to sleep. They had no bed, sheets, pillows, or anything. He kept getting closer to her to comfort her. It seems that scene played out twice.

Dream skip

The girl is just a girl. She had short blond hair. She was kind of cute. Apparently she had been dancing the night before, but I missed it. I think I'd been drunk and fell asleep. I told her that I would like to see her dance (naked was not the implication). I told her I thought she was really pretty and I didn't get to see her dance the night before.

She asked if I really wanted to see her dance. I said I would love to, so she got up and shook her hips right there in preparation to get up where she was going to go to dance.

When she walked to where she was going to dance, she disappeared. Two guys then came out of an adjacent room. I was waiting for the girl to come out.

One of the guys then stood making himself look really funny. He bowed his legs and separated them really far. This made his legs really thin and long, and made his body short and high up off the ground. I laughed out loud in my dream.

Eventually the girl came back out, but she looked like a female version of one of the guys...and too much like a guy. I completely lost interest and my dream ended.

Dream! Not an actual O.B.E. I am laying in Loauy’s bed. He is next to me and we are trying O.B.Es. (happened in waking life. Dream: I am able to move through the covers. I start to wonder if I am out of body. I move some more and conclude, Yes, I am. I sort of crawl off of Loauy’s side of the bed. Now I find myself in the room and out of body. My vision is a bit hazy but quickly becomes 100% clear. I observe myself and notice I am slightly transparent. I now remember my objective of using an open history textbook as a virtual reality realm. We (in waking life had opened the book to a page with a picture of the Taj Mahal) had it set on the floor across from the bed. I walk to it and look at it very closely expecting to be drawn into it and sent to a VR realm of the Taj Mahal. Nothing happens. I then start looking for other interesting pictures in the book. As I flip through, I see some pages have a picture of a man with deep stone like eyes wearing a ski mask and a black hood. His face covers the whole page. The picture keeps reappearing until there isn’t a page in the book that doesn’t have his face on it. I am disturbed. I set the book down closed. I then hear Loauy saying something. I look to the bed and I can see myself next to him. I look deeply asleep and I am wearing the same shirt I was wearing in waking life. Loauy says some stuff to me half asleep. Worried that he would wake me up I speak up. I tell him no no stop I’m in an O.B.E. he doesn’t hear me and falls asleep again. I am relieved.
Now the order of events are unclear. But this is what I remember:
Seeing that that the VR realm didn’t work, I decided I leave the house and fly to space or something. I thought Instead of flying through the roof I would go on the balcony and take to the skies from there. So I walk up to the doors that open up to Loauys balcony and try to walk through them. I CANT. I am a bit confused now. I know I should be able to pass through stuff, right? Either way I am amazed at how long I have managed to stay in this O.B.E. At this point Loauy wakes up fully. He turns to me and starts to shake me. I then start saying stop no loauy don’t wake me up I’m in an O.B.E. What amazed me was how everything I said, my physical body said for me. Loauy heard what I said through my physical body and stopped moving me. I then started to talk to him about the O.B.E. so far. My physical body in bed continues to speak for me and even made a few hand gestures. I then tell him how I have an influence on the physical world. I tell him to look at the book and notice how I have changed its place. I then pick up the book and wave it in the air. I figure he can’t see me but he can see the book floating in the air. The Loauy’s mom comes in and tells Loauy to pack. (In the dream Loauy had relatives over. He was going to travel somewhere with them) I love how no one can see me, yet I can see them. Loauy’s mom leaves the room. Loauy then tells me he needs to go pack and that I should continue with my O.B.E. normally. I then walk back to the doors that open to the balcony and try to go through them again. I still cant. Instead I accidentally knock on the doors. This makes Loauy’s relatives, who were standing on the balcony, come into the room. They come in and see nothing.

The Art of Rocketing
I remember being at school. I was the only one in the hallway except for a girl. She walked up to a table near to me. I looked at the table. On it were books that had a lime green color on them. The girl noticed my interest and said, "You should check out this book. It's really great." Then she walked away.

I walked up to the table and eyed the books. They were all the same. I read the cover. "The Art of Rocketing." it said. I flipped through the pages and decided that I wanted to try it out. So I started to read it.

The dream turned into the scenario of the book. Two friends were out in the woods with their rockets. They placed the rockets under them and strapped on. One guy flew backwards; the rocket facing the other way than his body was. He shot through the trees. I could see the fire coming out of his rocket blazing throughout the air.
They flew their rockets over to a creepy house that was for sale. A map was shown in front of me of the whole house. Apparently there were ghosts in some rooms, as it showed on the diagram.

The Elemental Hunger Games
I was sitting there with some people I knew and some I didn't know. We were sitting on a bench in a waiting room. In front of us was a wide mural of what looked like a map.

I think I knew where I was. It was just like the Hunger Games; only you were on teams. You had to kill each person in each team to win. I think there were 4 teams with 5 or 6 people on each.

My friend sat beside me. She looked over to me. "Hey," she said. "I hope we're on the same team."
I nodded. "What elements do you know?" I asked her.
She held up her hand and produced water in it, making it float. "Only water."
I held up my hands and showed her mine. First I created a fiery ember in my hands, moving my hand all around it. Then I summoned a piece of earth in my hands. Next I created water the same way my friend did. Then I felt a gust of wind in my hands. I felt it circling around me.

"So you know all of them, huh," she said. "I guess you're the avatar then."
I didn't think that this was strange at all.

Soon we had to go disperse into teams. Before I knew it, we were all on the battlefield sitting in our underground base. Everyone took turns going outside and guarding. It was a matter of life and death; we waited for the other teams to get beaten while we hid. It may have been cowardly, but I guess it was smart. It was my turn to go guard. I emerged out into some kind of junkyard. And to my luck, a large boy with what looked like a spear in his hands (this may have been Cato) came charging at me.



I ducked as he tried to hit me with it, and threw an uppercut into his stomach. Staggering, he threw his spear straight at me. I dodged it; hearing it whistle by my right ear. Somehow I killed him, I don't remember how I did.

I was in the library looking for a book that someone suggested me. I used the computer to see if they had it, and they did. But when I went to the shelf, it was a ten page long children's book. I knew that couldn't be right, so I went back to the computer to check. There were several versions, and an audiobook too. I found the regular book version on another shelf, but as I was looking, a lady was telling her kids to look for the same book. She passed right by the same shelf that had the book on it, so I went up and grabbed it. But I couldn't just take it, so I went up to the lady and gave it to her. She seemed very pleased by this.

I am with a young boy, he is about 7 or 8 years old. I am also with 2 women, 1 woman is about 53 or so and the other woman is about 28 or so. The elder woman is the mother of the young boy and the younger woman. We are all looking around a big house and something happens ((I can't remember what)) and the 28 year old woman dies. ((dream skip)).
We are now sitting on a wooden bench and suddenly the 28 year olds ghost is sitting next to her mom and we can all see her, she winks as if to say "see, they can't get rid of me!" we are all really happy she is back, even if she is a ghost!! ((dream skip)).
Me, the older woman and the young boy are now in a big field and the grass is a lot taller than what we are. We make a noise just playing about with each other and then we hear someone in the distance make the same noise back to us, they are playing with us and keep copying us and we are all laughing about it. We are now driving down a steep hill in the woods on something, I am lying down at the front and I say to the woman behind me "what are we on" she says "a car" I'm a little puzzled now because I can't see a car around us but I feel like I'm on one. I have my blanket wrapped around me, I must have been a bit lucid here because I am questioning things but not enough to realise.
We now hear a noise again, it's a voice in the woods, the same voice that we heard earlier. The older woman copies it and again we hear it back, I say "shhhh!, it's a mans voice" she says "no it's a woman's" then we hear it again and I say "that was a woman's voice then". The person copies us a few times and we laugh, all of a sudden things change, we can now hear the man arguing with a woman, he's going mad and then we hear a gunshot, we are all shocked and shaken up hearing this knowing that a murder has just taken place!!! We now hear a young child crying then suddenly another gunshot and it all goes quiet.
We all jump off the car which I still can't see , myself and the young boy run to one side of the road and his mother runs to the side opposite us. The police come running down the road to us and I quickly grab the boy out of the road away from danger and hold him tightly, the policeman says "look at them just standing in the road" he's really angry and shoo's us away to the side of the road more. The boys mother is very shaken up so we go over to her and we all walk to the top of the very steep road together. We can see the big white house on our right where the murders have taken place and we all feel sick to our stomachs, I'm thinking "my god, we just heard them get killed in there in real life" we get to the top of the steep road and the boys mother walks off infront of us and goes into the woods. I now think "ha, I know what happens now" myself and the boy follow to where she went. We get to the entrance of the woods and she has disappeared just as I knew she would. I think to myself "yep....she's gone into the woods to die!, I knew it I've had this dream before!" I now look to the floor to see if there is a hedgehog there like there was when I last had this dream and there he is, a hedgehog the size of a dog! just like I expected, I now know for definite that it's the same dream. I look at the young boy and say "she's gone to die in peace", we now feel a gust of wind blow on us, it's her spirit letting us know she has now died but is still around us. The young boy smiles at me, he doesn't seem upset. I see a small bench and go over to it, there is a book on the bench for the boy from his mom, I knew there would be but this time there was also a letter. I open the letter and it's written in a child's writing, it said something like "from Bridget with lots of love, this is especially for you" there was more but I can't remember it all. Me and the boy sat down. The book was from the olden days, the cover is pale and the picture was an olden day drawing of a boy and a wheel barrow. I opened up the book and read to the boy, then wake up.

01/09/12

Hidden Realms
I am with a couple of other people in some kind of an archaeological dig site, we are looking for an old diary that contains a lot of information about the people who used to live there. The dig site looks more like a mine than a typical archaeological dig site, and I am down in a tunnel digging around for any sign of artifacts. I find a few pieces of a clear crystalline substance and put one piece in my pocket. Someone there with me, a woman, says not to do that… if they catch me stealing that gem I will be put to death. I decide it isn't worth the risk and I drop the crystal back on the ground.

I continue looking. I don't find a book, but I find a large chunk of the crystal. It is the size of a small brick. No one is around me now, and I think maybe I can jack this one… it is sure to be valuable. I hide it in the bottom of a backpack I am wearing, under a lot of clothes and stuff. I'm not sure why I had all that with me, but I did.

I exit the mines with the backpack and tell the people outside I really need a short break. They say I can have 10 minutes… and a drink of water, and a small snack… then back to work. I agree to that and head over to the tent where we take breaks. I hide the backpack out behind the tent in a thick cluster of bushes then I go inside. I take a drink of water and eat a cheese sandwich. I am thinking it is about time to go back to work. I wonder if the backpack will be safe from discovery. I figure it should be, and if it is gone, at least it can't be connected to me!

Tower Heist
I am with a partner and we are breaking into a tall building to steal something from the penthouse. The target of our theft is an old book, I'm not sure what is so important about the book. My partner is a big black guy, he is large as in he is tall, muscular, and a bit on the overweight side. Getting in to the bottom levels of the building isn't a problem. It is publicly accessible. Getting higher up is a bit more of a problem. We end up climbing through the hatch on the roof of the elevator and scaling up a maintenance ladder in the elevator. That isn't too difficult… and we get to the penthouse rather easily. This is going easier than I had expected. We get in the penthouse and look around for a while, my partner finds the book we're looking for.

Then someone comes into the penthouse… we need to get out… but the exit is blocked. We go to the window and out onto an outside deck. It is a long way down… My partner has a rope with him and a roll of tape that looks like electrical tape. He says it will hold any weight, and I have no doubt of it. He tapes the rope to the edge and lowers himself over, climbing slowly down and cursing that he hates heights. I lower myself down after him after slipping the book we were after into the waist band of my jeans. We lower ourselves down quite a way and then run out of rope. My partner tapes the other end of the rope to the building and then somehow releases the upper end with a shake of the rope. It doesn't occur to me that this could happen by accident… Now we are able to lower ourselves the rest of the way at which point my partner retrieves the rope and we are able to make our escape.

I was at nonna's having lunch with my brother. She showed us a book she was writing, a memoir of her life so far. It was a thin book with a lot of pictures, but there was a good ammount of text too. Then I got up and walked to the right. There was a monster there, which was a round orange semicircle with a chimney type thing sticking out of the top. I began to fight it as well as a stone monkey statue that was also there. It felt like some kind of turn based RPG.

I'm back...I have a yearlong journal in the grandfathered section and my resolution in new years was to do another year long one straight.

Mummy in the florida keys

It was like I was coming back to college ut instead, I was going to college in the swamp lands of florida. It was weird because I would frequently see an aerial view of the neighborhood I was living in when talking about it. I spent most of my time in the airport with other kids who were going to do the same program that I was in. When I got t the the airport, I first met one girl, slightly chubby with blonde frizzy hair, who was going to my same program. Soon a lot of other kids started started gathering who were going to the same thing.

In the library (another section of the airport around the gate), there were many sets of shelves, one of them seemed to belong to me in a past experience with the program. My stuff was scattered to the ground and thrown all over the place. I was pretty mad and I was spending a lot of time trying to find a small paperback book with a blood red cover with a black boy on it. Instead, all the books that I could find were other paperbacks, most memorably, a Redwall book like the ones I used to read when I was younger. There were 2 black boys and one tan white girl, all about 16 standing around and chatting around my shelf. It was them who had messed up all of my stuff. I got really mad at them and punch one of them but then I cooled down. He was still really mad at me so I let him punch my arm a couple times until he cooled down too. Then I told them that there was gonna be a mummy where I was living. The girl was instantly interested and one of the boys, a shorter bald kid who kinda looked like an older version of the boy in Role Models said that because i was telling these interesting stories, the girl was gonna be in love with me. This was true and she wouldn't stop following me around.

the aerial view of the neighborhood that I was living in was interesting. It had a couple of houses painted in interesting tropical houses. A lot of the land was covered in water and the houses were mostly connected by dry sand patches in between the land. There was a bridge made of giant pink stones and covering it was a giant light house.

Dirty Train

This one was inspired by the movie metropia, an interesting movie but I was tired and fell asleep during it after I wrote the first half of this entry.

I was on this strange train thing but I was in this very big grungy kinda really dirty room. the room had a couple couches and a lot of young 20 something girls, mostly tanned white but some middle eastern, yes all pretty attractive, but meant to look like they had been working really hard. They were all rebels against their big brother of a government. We were getting into the station and they did this massive cleaning up of their room to hide all of their contraband for when the government worker would come in and inspect it. This was amazing because it featured a giant garage door esque thing that scraped across the floor and very thing that was beyond view kind of disappeared...i can't really describe it right now. So when the room (a room about 30'x30' or maybe a little bigger, metal walls floor and ceiling, was scraped clean we moved back in the couches and added some fold-able tables to fill the space. I was also walking around and I noticed that we had a window at the front of the cart so that we could look out at the tunnel that we were traveling down. I walked out of the giant room and down a hall toward the front of the train (which shouldn't have been there because the window in our room was the front. I noticed that our window actually pointed into a weird sweatshop esque room. I ran back to my room and was yelling about the window, which was now covered in a blind, about how it should not be able to look to the front because there was another room there. This is when I became lucid but it wasn't that big of a deal for some reason. I kind of just brushed passed that. The girls wondered what I meant and lifted the blind and showed the room I was talking about but they said that it had never shown the front of the train...Finally we came to a stop and were about to be inspected. There was one guy who was the inspector guy. He looked like jason stathom but a little skinnier from not eating well. He inspected the room.

Earlier in the dream, i just didn't know how to connect the 2 incidences, we were walking around this strange place, before the train, and I noticed that all the workers (all male), were bald with silvery grey skin. One of the silver guys asked me if he had something on his cheek. I laughed really hard and said that yes, he had large smudges all over his right cheek that looked like different color oil stains, like brown, yellow, and other food-ish like product.

Later back when we were on the train, I asked one of the girls how the people became grey and she said they get that way after they disrespect the government. Each one of those splotches on the cheek (this detail a little fuzzy) was a mark after one of your family members was killed for punishment from your behavior. I was so sad because I had laughed at this guy earlier.

So like I said, everything was inspected and we passed. I started walking around, still lucid but taking it for granted, and looking at all the people. It was really cool and I suddenly noticed once more...hey, why is this dream taking so long. Then I remembered, "duh, dreams just last longer when you're lucid!" At that moment I was walking passed a black middle aged guy and stared at him with a funny face as I walked by to amuse myself. He looked confused. Once again, I stopped myself and realized, Whoa, lucid, gotta do something with this! I realized that I didn't have any shoes on so the first thing I did was try to imagine the feeling of shoes on my feet instead. I didn't try for too long and I just quit that. The next thing I did was went to this ledge thing which was the ledge of a stairway, one of the kinds of stair ways where it looked like it wasn't connected to a wall...crap I'm sucking at explaining things right now. (somehow it wasn't a train I was on anymore I guess) Anyway, I started to try to jump up on it and grab the ledge but I wasn't jumping higher and my grip was extra slippery. I regain composure, "come on, you're lucid, just make yourself jump higher." I gave a couple more pushes with the same result.

I looked behind me and the agent inspector guy was there and he was pissed, I was breaking some rule or something. We got into an intense fight (I was thankfully ok at that in my dream) but he still kicked my ass and tackled me to the ground, pinning my head down and sitting on my back. He said something about me doing something wrong and disrespecting him so he took away (the gov could do this) my access to some webpages and made my facebook less powerful (evidently it had some cool power to take away).

Another Train (FRAG)

took another nap...

Just a fragment but I was on a train, regular size this time, and I was with one really fat white woman and probably 2 other skinny women. I remember vaguely the fat one talking about breast feeding and she took out her breast. Some other stupid stuff...