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08/11/10



I'm travelling through a village. Their level of technology seems medieval at best. A little girl is suspected of being a witch. I help her escape.

We wander up a path through an idyllic countryside, hilly and covered in green. I lead and the girl, ten or so, trails slightly behind me. The hinges of the wooden gate creak as they move, and I hold the gate open. The girl shrieks in delight and runs onto the field. A dark brown horse is running towards us. It has odd, light-coloured streaks painted across its side. As it approaches the girl, it slows down. The girl jumps up and down, asking if she can ride it.

"He doesn't like anyone, even me." I say, studying the horse. I smile when the horse snorts. "Especially me. I think he might like you, though."

The girl climbs on the horse's back, and the two of them gallop across the fenced enclosure.

Later, we're sitting inside a log cabin that resembles a barn. The black horse is now a black owl, perched on a railing. I sit across from him, and we watch the girl explore the building as we talk. She runs back over to us, smiling as she sits down on the couch.

"We're going to have to winter-proof the house if she's going to stay with you." I tell the owl seriously.

The girl turns into a bird. I catch the bundle of feathers between my hands, gently. "You are far too domesticated." I tell her.

I will the cracks in the wall to close, making the wood grow back together, sealing out the wind.

It's winter the next time I return to the cabin. We play on the hill, sliding down packed snow and laughing.

Shapeshifting Children. Scare Factor: 1.

I was floating over a preschool which had various Mario video games in floating boxes. I landed on the box for Super Mario Bros (for SNES) and beat most of the game using cheats.

I floated some more and came to a ranch-like place. Behind one of the buildings there were people selling jackets. I told my mom that I didn't want one, but then I saw that they had one that was the most beautiful periwinkle. The person selling the jackets explained to me that it was one of their two blue ones, called lilac.

I walked around to another building, where there were a couple of my cousins and some DCs I didn't know. There was a cord you could pull that made a chess board appear on the wall, which people could then walk on to control their pieces. Every now and then, though, a shock wave would go over the board, zapping everyone who didn't jump fast enough.

I went over to the open pipe we were using as a shower and wet my hair, then went back to the place near the chess board. A bunch of my friends had turned into cats made out of a bunch of little metal spheres.

We went over to where our horses were. There was a really, really short horse. At first I thought it was my horse, but I remembered him being taller. I found my horse a little ways off, but when I got closer I saw that he was super thin and the wrong color. I led him over to the other horses and (literally) jumped onto his back, but he collapsed before I'd even touched him. I pulled him up and got on a second time, and he tried to bite me. Something seemed weird... I was facing backwards, but his head was in front of me. If I turned around, he would keep biting me. Then it dawned on me--the saddle was on the wrong side of his neck! The people in charge started discussing which horse they could put me on instead of LJ.

"Umm... Can I get down?" I asked.
They were like, "uh, if you can."
So I jumped down from him, nearly getting squished twice, and got a safe distance from LJ. I wondered what had happened to him to make him so bony. He was like a skeleton. I decided not to try riding him again for awhile.

10/08/2009

Date With Criner

All I can remember is a guy I work with who is a total misogynist being really sweet on what seemed to be a date. I remember being in his car and then getting out of the car to go somewhere and I left my shoes in the front seat. The car's a convertible but I feel safe that no one will take my shoes. Upon coming back to the car, I find that my shoes are in fact gone, but my cell phone and iPod are still there.

Mike Boger's Uncle's House

I'm driving somewhere in a wooded area with Mike Boger. (We've had a falling out recently over his choice of women he dates.) We drive to what looks like a dead end, but it's like a mountain of beautiful flowers! I tell him to stop so I can take a picture. It seems like he's still driving very very slowly to screw up my picture taking on purpose because none of my pictures are turning out right, they're all blurry. So I yell at him to damnit, stop the car!

He stops the car and we get out. He says this is his uncle, the Duke of ____?___'s house. We approach the house on the side of the beautiful flower mountain and there are horses in a barn. They have flowers all over them, too. My pictures of them didn't turn out, either, because they were moving around too much. So Mike goes up a staircase into the house and I'm thinking, shouldn't he call first to let someone know he's there? (He is famous for showing up unexpectedly.) I follow him up the stairs to find another smaller white horse in the house. Someone comes around the corner and says I must be Mike's friend. He takes me into the living room where there are a couple of dogs and... another horse. I don't find it strange that there are these horses in the house, though.

I look out the window and see a beautiful lake. It's crystal clear and the water is so blue. Mike suggests that we go sail in his boat. (This is so weird, he totally has a boat that I had forgotten about... but it's not a sailboat.) I tell him I have to go to the bathroom first. I go to the bathroom and there are floor to ceiling windows, but there are also sheer drapes covering them. I can see out the window through the drapes at his family chillin on the wraparound porch. I'm done going to the bathroom and I walk out to the porch. I'm looking out into the lake and I see two horses swimming and playing a game in the water. Upon closer inspection, they're dunking a yellow Nissan Xterra and another smaller car into the water. It will pop back up and they will dunk them again. They seem to be having a lot of fun with this.

I find my friend from high school, Shelley, in another room. She's telling me to get my sunglasses and get ready to go to the boat. We walk out of the house and down a long walkway covered in like... I guess it's astroturf... the stuff on a miniature golf course. We get to the end and there's a dock for boats extending really far into this lake. I try to take more pictures. Then I wake up.

This dream was very vague.

I am with a group of people, and I know who they are, but I can't recall them now. We are waiting on horses for a certain person to come so that we may ambush and execute him.

This is actually from three nights ago.

Series of Fragments 1
I was at a camp. I went to a lake, where there was a big wedding boat which caught on fire. I was the only one helping put it out, and all I had was a squirt bottle. My DJ says I almost ran out of time, so I guess I was being timed.
Then I was in a field. I couldn't find my horse, which made me sad because I missed him.
Next I was at a village where they were selling See's chocolate. I wandered around, but I was having issues focusing. I may have been close to lucidity here. I came to a building where an exclusive theater was performing a comedy. There was a long wait list for it, but my dad got us in. Outside there were some people dressed as clowns. I had a contact-putting-in race with someone, which I lost. I went into the theater and we gave someone a Flareon.
Callie (from Grey's Anatomy) was driving a helicopter upside down, trying to pick up one last person. The person jumped at the helicopter, which made it blow up. S and a random cat were blamed from the accident, but both were spared.
A little girl started screaming in the middle of a country road. She got hit by a bus, going through the windshield and landing in the back. Birk (also from Grey's Anatomy) started to treat her.

Series of Fragments 2
I was with my cousins. There were evil ants, so we had to be careful not to get splinters or they'd kill us.
My friend and I carried some things back to camp.
I almost got hit by some tennis balls.
I found an extra flip-flop, so now I had three of the same kind. They turned into boots.
Something about climbing stairs. Apparently I was a walking ad for ski boots.
I took a shower. There's something else written, but I can't read my handwriting.

Sorry, this is really boring. >.>

I am settling into my new hotel room right on the beach with some friends. the hotel has a big atrium where you can see all levels of the hotel from each level, going from the bottom of the hotel all the way up to the top.

Me and a friends are hanging out on our level when all of a sudden we see a horse walking right next to us. For some reason I decide to egg it on and start to play with it a bit. Next thing I know the horse starts running as fast as it could down the one side of the building. Then, it jumps from our level to off of a balcony that goes to the outside. I watch it as it plummets down to the Earth, but I couldn't bare to watch it hit the ground. Then, the friend I was talking to followed the horse, and did the same thing.

"What in the hell was going on?", I thought to myself. I walked over to where the balcony was to the outside of the building and found two massive water filled pools in the hotel parking lot outside. As I looked at the two massive pools, I then witnessed a different horse and a different person jump from the same balcony into the two pools. They sunk to the bottom, and exited out of a door at the bottom of the pools. Then they proceeded back into the hotel.

The rest of the dream consisted of watching the two horses I saw jump off the balcony running around the hotel. One was blonde colored, and one was brown. The blonde one kept jumping from one level to like 5 levels down through the atrium, neighing while doing it. Eventually the two horses disappeared for a while and I walked down to the bottom floor where the lobby was.

I found the two horses laying on top of one another, and the first thing I assumed is that the two horses were blackout drunk. I said something about it and the DCs around me starting agreeing and laughing really hard.

I run into my girlfriend and my family, who was apparently moving in my girlfriend into one of the rooms. I asked them if they needed any help, but they replied the only thing that would be tough is the bed, and they had already moved it in. All of us then got in the car and were driving somewhere.

We ended up at a garden, where a bunch of plants were being grown in pots. There were roped of sections of them. I remember reading the sign of one section saying "Horses," and immediately started contemplating whether the sign meant that horses had grown the plants, or that the plants were used to feed the horses.

Then the dream became fuzzy, and I woke up.

I was in a forest at night, horseback riding with the crew. Apparently we were supposed to get our horses to use psi. I had no clue how to do that. While I was trying to wrap my mind around how to tell an animal to use psychic powers (which may or may not have existed), I accidentally cut the line, which made S get annoyed at me.

I ran home. Somehow I ended up with a lot of really crappy pictures of me on my way home. I had a mustache. For some reason both my house and the house next door were pink, and I almost went into the wrong one. I went to my room. At around 10:15, a doctor came in and told me to go to bed, but first he tried to fix the air conditioner and failed miserably. I wondered why I would ever need three air conditioners in my room, but didn't become lucid.

Instead of going to bed, I played music, then chased my little brother around the block. I went back to my room, and noticed that a chunk of my leg was missing. It was like someone had taken the back of a ski boot and kicked the back of my leg. It didn't hurt, but I freaked out because it was really ugly. I decided to go find the doctor and make him fix it.

I think this was where the next dream started
A couple of doctors had done an operation on a corpse. They decided to let me sew it back together, but I did it wrong. A third surgeon came in and took them out, which hurt until I thought, "wait a minute, that's just a corpse, there's no reason having stitches taken out of it should hurt me." The third surgeon looked very... odd. He had this rubbery suit with giant veins running through it. There were two patients who needed the same organ, but they couldn't decide who to give it to.

I was playing a board game with my little brother. We were outside, and it was dark and rainy. The game was either about Pokemon or Alvin and the chipmunks... Or maybe we were playing with the chipmunks.

I actually don't remember the non lucid part of this dream, but here's what I wrote down...

We were refugees in a western city/town. We had horses, and my friend's horse almost died, but she fed it some essential equipment instead of letting it. Apparently we destroyed buildings...

We went to a little gazebo. As a bunch of other people came in, I floated up and flew out the window. I came to a roof where there were tons of shooting stars. A bunch of couples were sitting on the roof either kissing or watching the stars. One of the guys (a rather ugly guy) got down from the roof. I followed him, but he got away. I thought about going to Shibuya again, but decided that I would do this first. A bunch of horses trotted by. I hid behind a tree to avoid getting trampled.

I'm at a track for horse-races, in the back. There are trailers around, and stalls as well. The place is deserted.

I don't know what clued me in to the fact that this was a dream. I think on that for a second, then shrug it off. I've been meaning to try flying. I jump into the air and swoop around for a bit. I remember to try to contain my excitement, but -

New dream. I'm probably ten years old, fighting a friend who has decided to be a witch. It's all in fun, and I trace sigils into the windows and tell her she can't get inside. In retaliation, she sets a bulletin board on fire. All of my photographs go up in flames, and I smother the fire with blue energies that aren't a tiny bit wet.

Fighting Fire. Scare Factor: 2.

Alice and I are having grand adventures in a very big store that, oddly, doesn't change at all throughout the dream. Well, maybe a bit.

A young Draco Malfoy is trying to get me in trouble during class for using a fixative over my charcoal drawing. Prove it, Draco. They like me better than you here.

Horseback riding. I touch my friend on the shoulder and am surprised when a sudden movement causes her to be knocked to the ground. She hits her head on the ground / a rock, hard. After dismounting, my character quickly decides that Alice is dead and she should try to figure out who the murderer is. She gives a Sherlock-style monologue to the two evil stepsisters nearby, also on horseback, about figuring out the murder. In the background, from a third person POV, I'm screaming at my character, "Why don't you start CPR, already?!"

Nitwit Protagonists. Scare Factor: 3. Grr.

I recall part of a dream from the other night: involved a massive mansion, purchasing it or staying in it or something, a bunch of super prissy girls I hung out with, too much partying, and someone puking in a purse.

Then I wandered with my family up the stairs at the mansion into a Jurassic garden full of dinosaurs.

Last night's dream was more mundane, a run-down farm-ish/trailorish building, horses involved somehow, then I was riding a bus while hugging my aunt's cat Jones (who was digging her claws into me).

Had a dream, something about needing to get away from my house ASAP because a demon had been there, we had tricked it but it was going to return once it figured ir out. I was a pre-teen and had two pre-teen/teen friends, and I think I was a guy. Anyway, we packed stuff really quickly and took off in a station wagon. We got to this city full of bright lights and decided to go into a massive toy store. It was huge, several stories tall and the walls were made of glass. We played with a lot of the toys and I found a pile of stuffed horses, each as big as myself. I spent some time hugging one of them and decided I liked them, and wanted to buy one, but I wanted to buy a stuffed unicorn and they didn't have any unicorns.

Finally, the demon caught up with us, and we had to battle it. One of my friends somehow became a party member who was a man with blond hair, in his mid-twenties, and he was one of my best allies and a good fighter. We thought we were winning, but it turned out that the thing was just toying with me - before it took off, it turned my friend into a stone statue of a gargoyle. So not only did I now lack my best party member, but he was also my friend and he was dead.

I teleported into an alternate dimension which was an island, with three stone statues that had glowing blue gems in them, and this was where I fought the demon. However, I think I may have lost. In any case, I woke up.

Morning of April 26, 1972. Wednesday.



I am walking in a large field, apparently in an area in or near Arcadia, traveling north with Steve J, Tina L, Kenneth H, and a few others. The sun is to the east at about fifty degrees altitude and it seems to be about noon or earlier. There is one area we pass that seems to be a cornfield. I do not see any buildings at this point. Much of the landscape is featureless.

After a short time, part of the sun “explodes” into sparks of about three different small sizes that almost immediately seem to be in Earth’s atmosphere as if the sun was just a large burning feature hovering in the sky not that far away. I hear a sizzling and notice a few small grass fires farther to the east.

We all start to run, but I go in a different direction more to the northwest (while the others mostly run north). I eventually hide in an unfamiliar old barn which is fairly dark. I decide to squat near a wooden half-wall of a stall. I eventually start to hear what sounds like older ladies talking. There soon seems to be a series of rude critical comments and gossip about other ladies who are likely not present, such as a particular hat being out of fashion, though there are nice comments about necklaces made of daisies and the merits of wearing the “right” cowbell and so on. This seems very strange and the supposed catastrophe eventually seems almost like a false memory within my dream - or at least something not to worry about.

The “ladies” that are talking (none of them notice me at any point and I do not directly see any of them) turn out to be cows and horses idly chatting in the barn. Oddly, this does not trigger lucidity and I mostly sit and listen to their gossip as my dream fades.

In a very similar dream or “reset” during the same morning, this time, right after I start running northwest, I seemingly become disembodied while taking to the air and then hover closely over an image of a small seemingly prehistoric lizard (it actually seemed to be a sort of olive-colored Florida chameleon) “frozen” in rock almost like some sort of powerful mystical fossil. It is me. It is apparently who and what I had always been - though maybe I am now in transition. I “realize” this as I wake. It almost seems hypnopompic.

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The lizard scene is a waking precursor as a sunrise metaphor. I am coming out of my being “embedded” in the fossil, analogous to waking, and the lizard represents the circadian rhythms symbol as such because lizards come out to sun themselves on rocks. The chameleon association relates to the dream self “changing” into the whole conscious self.