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I'm writing this entire night a second time, because I accedently pushed 'Back' on this page after I wrote it the first time(rage). So, I'll start out by saying that I have definitly had some strange dreams. We've all had some pretty strange dreams. Dreams are of the nature of being strange usually, but last night I honestly don't know how they got so out of the ordinary. There were about six to ten different scenes in total, I'll start with the first I remember.

The first scene began in some sort of fantasy land. It was night time, but the night time here glowed. The glowing setting of this place was a dark shade of blue, it was peaceful. My body was in the form of a centaur. But not only did I have the four legs of a horse, I had a pair of wings on my back as well. This dream had a great deal to do with magic, although I don't remember what I was trying to accomplish with magic per say. All I really recall fondly is that I was a flying centaur, and that is badass.

The second dream was in a fancy room. The walls were red, and the carpets, plants, and sofas matched it well. Also there were a few nice paintings along the wall that I noticed. My sister and a few of her friends were sitting on one of the couches talking as I lucidly flew around the room inspecting it. I wanted to continue the scenes, so I made a door in the wall and told everybody to follow me. I didn't know where the door led to, I wanted it to suprise me. So I opened it and walked into the hall way of a mall. On the right side was a marble wall and then a corner that went into the main sections and on the left was a wall made of glass that allowed you to see outside. I don't think this dream continued any longer- it shifted to another scene.

My sister and I walked out of our house with our dog, Chiquis. We walked across the street and said hello to our niece. We talked to her for a bit and let Chiquis walk around the grass. There were a few dogs walking around as well that I didn't notice before. They started to surround Chiquis and sniff her. She gets really nervous around other dogs, and she looked scared shitless to be frank. I was in a sort of strange half lucid state at this point, so I grew out my claws and fur and grew a few inches. I walked towards the group of dogs surrounding mine and let out a menacing growl that sent them running in all directions. Then I picked my baby Chiquis up and pet her for a little while. She liked my fury form. Here's where the dream became extremely... out of the ordinary. I'm not sure how this all happened.

People, turned into things that weren't human. I still considered them normal people in the dream, but everyone I encountered now had bodies shaped as dirty mounds of moving flesh. Their skins were all shades of green and brown and their anatomy's just did not make sense, it's so hard to explain. There was a couple walking down the sidewalk in front of me. Their grotesque blob-bodies where formed into one body with two heads when they were happy with each other, but when they began to fight their bodies would seperate. The male's mouth was in sections of four, and opened and closed in all different angles when he talked; and the female's mouth was came out of her face long and skinny with tiny lips at the end. They talked like normal people, acted like normal people- but everything was weird. The skies were orange. The buildings around me were strange and flesh looking. Some went up for miles, others were regular size. They all had holes and isles like a huge building of large entrails. Still walking down the sidewalk, I began recieving the feeling I was in danger- something was following me. I knew what it was in the dream, but now that I think of it I had no idea really. I began turning corners and picking up my speed when I stopped, almost running into a large neon orange fox shaped creature. The creature was probably the size of my livingroom, and had the body of shaped like a fox. But it didn't have fur, just solid bright mass. It's eyes were red, but not at all sinister. And it talked to me in my head. It's own head so so beatiful, but I can't imagine any way that I could explain it's shape right. The front of it's head had the eyes and nose in place, in the front- but the head was large, and it went back a good length. It was almost a cone shape going backwards, but the shape was made out of a large clump of curling and tethered orange tendons. I jumped on it's back and held on. It had the ability to run on any surface, straight up, straight down, upside down- you name it. We ran through twisting caverns and tunnels of the flesh like buildings I meantioned before, she went so fast. I couldn't hardly keep up with the way she moved. Her voice was soft and calming. She was a good pet.
"So, I couldn't help but notice your horns. Are you one of the demon folk around here?" She asked me. In the dream, for some reason in that moment I was one of the beings they called demons in the city. But in this strange "Ugly Americans" sense. It seemed like the more grotesque you were here, the cooler you were. "Yeah, that's me." I replied. I was having a hard time thinking of conversation at the speeds we were going. We finally got to the complete other side of the town, and she let me off. "Thank you so much." I said. And she jumped away.

The next dream was vivid and horrific, almost like a nightmare but not really. Now everything looked like this world. There was no distortion, it was vivid and realistic. I was walking through a very dirty and runned down area. It looked like a ghetto, but like... a ghetto after the apocolypse had happened or some shit. It was just wrecked. I was walking down an alley, and started seeing corpses here and there. They were rapped up in white tissues, almost like mumification, but less tactful. The body count increased, soon there were piles of these wrapped up bodies. I came upon a giant lot. It looked like a meat farm, but all of the hanging meats were human bodies. More of the bodies that I'd seen, all wrapped up in white material. Some of them were alive I noticed. There were a few workers in the lot, and they formed a twisted lotto game. They'd roll the numbers, and the body that had the same number got their wraps cut off. They got to run away if they were still alive. It was a strange and intensely disturbing scene, mostly because of how calm everyone was with it; other than the people who were wrapped up and hanging upside down.

I ran out into the street and saw my wife and friends, and Tom Cruise(!?). The mood of the dream changed dramatically and I randomly became lucid. I didn't know why Tom Cruise was there, but I went along with it. He had a narley car, and they wanted to go off and do something. My friend Nick jumped in the drivers seat. I motioned my hand up, and he was lifted up in the air and landed in the back seat. "Ahah, dibs." I said and flew into the drivers spot.
"Don't worry Tom, if I wreck your car- I'll fix it." I said, and took off much to fast to be safe in traffic. One part of me wanted to be safe and calm in the car, the other half just wanted to bust it's horse power. So we took off, swearving in and out of the legal peramiters of the road. I remember lastly pulling into a parking structure and everyone getting out. I'm not sure where the dream went after that, but altogether- it was a memorable night.

I had a false awakening once, and sat in bed listening to my brother Jeremy talk to his mom outside of the room. (I was spending the night) But then I woke up shortly after.

I'm writing this entire night a second time, because I accedently pushed 'Back' on this page after I wrote it the first time(rage). So, I'll start out by saying that I have definitly had some strange dreams. We've all had some pretty strange dreams. Dreams are of the nature of being strange usually, but last night I honestly don't know how they got so out of the ordinary. There were about six to ten different scenes in total, I'll start with the first I remember.

The first scene began in some sort of fantasy land. It was night time, but the night time here glowed. The glowing setting of this place was a dark shade of blue, it was peaceful. My body was in the form of a centaur. But not only did I have the four legs of a horse, I had a pair of wings on my back as well. This dream had a great deal to do with magic, although I don't remember what I was trying to accomplish with magic per say. All I really recall fondly is that I was a flying centaur, and that is badass.

The second dream was in a fancy room. The walls were red, and the carpets, plants, and sofas matched it well. Also there were a few nice paintings along the wall that I noticed. My sister and a few of her friends were sitting on one of the couches talking as I lucidly flew around the room inspecting it. I wanted to continue the scenes, so I made a door in the wall and told everybody to follow me. I didn't know where the door led to, I wanted it to suprise me. So I opened it and walked into the hall way of a mall. On the right side was a marble wall and then a corner that went into the main sections and on the left was a wall made of glass that allowed you to see outside. I don't think this dream continued any longer- it shifted to another scene.

My sister and I walked out of our house with our dog, Chiquis. We walked across the street and said hello to our niece. We talked to her for a bit and let Chiquis walk around the grass. There were a few dogs walking around as well that I didn't notice before. They started to surround Chiquis and sniff her. She gets really nervous around other dogs, and she looked scared shitless to be frank. I was in a sort of strange half lucid state at this point, so I grew out my claws and fur and grew a few inches. I walked towards the group of dogs surrounding mine and let out a menacing growl that sent them running in all directions. Then I picked my baby Chiquis up and pet her for a little while. She liked my fury form. Here's where the dream became extremely... out of the ordinary. I'm not sure how this all happened.

People, turned into things that weren't human. I still considered them normal people in the dream, but everyone I encountered now had bodies shaped as dirty mounds of moving flesh. Their skins were all shades of green and brown and their anatomy's just did not make sense, it's so hard to explain. There was a couple walking down the sidewalk in front of me. Their grotesque blob-bodies where formed into one body with two heads when they were happy with each other, but when they began to fight their bodies would seperate. The male's mouth was in sections of four, and opened and closed in all different angles when he talked; and the female's mouth was came out of her face long and skinny with tiny lips at the end. They talked like normal people, acted like normal people- but everything was weird. The buildings around me were strange and flesh looking. Some went up for miles, others were regular size. They all had wholes and isles like a huge building of large entrails. Still walking down the sidewalk, I began recieving the feeling I was in danger- something was following me. I knew what it was in the dream, but now that I think of it I had no idea really. I began turning corners and picking up my speed when I stopped, almost running into a large neon orange fox shaped creature. The creature was probably the size of my livingroom, and had the body of shaped like a fox. But it didn't have fur, just solid bright mass. It's eyes were red, but not at all sinister. And it talked to me in my head. It's own head so so beatiful, but I can't imagine any way that I could explain it's shape right. The front of it's head had the eyes and nose in place, in the front- but the head was large, and it went back a good length. It was almost a cone shape going backwards, but the shape was made out of a large clump of curling and tethered orange tendons. I jumped on it's back and held on. It had the ability to run on any surface, straight up, straight down, upside down- you name it. We ran through twisting caverns and tunnels of the flesh like buildings I meantioned before, she went so fast. I couldn't hardly keep up with the way she moved. Her voice was soft and calming. She was a good pet.
"So, I couldn't help but notice your horns. Are you one of the demon folk around here?" She asked me. In the dream, for some reason in that moment I was one of the beings they called demons in the city. But in this strange "Ugly Americans" sense. It seemed like the more grotesque you were here, the cooler you were. "Yeah, that's me." I replied. I was having a hard time thinking of conversation at the speeds we were going. We finally got to the complete other side of the town, and she let me off. "Thank you so much." I said. And she jumped away.

The next dream was vivid and horrific, almost like a nightmare but not really. Now everything looked like this world. There was no distortion, it was vivid and realistic. I was walking through a very dirty and runned down area. It looked like a ghetto, but like... a ghetto after the apocolypse had happened or some shit. It was just wrecked. I was walking down an alley, and started seeing corpses here and there. They were rapped up in white tissues, almost like mumification, but less tactful. The body count increased, soon there were piles of these wrapped up bodies. I came upon a giant lot. It looked like a meat farm, but all of the hanging meats were human bodies. More of the bodies that I'd seen, all wrapped up in white material. Some of them were alive I noticed. There were a few workers in the lot, and they formed a twisted lotto game. They'd roll the numbers, and the body that had the same number got their wraps cut off. They got to run away if they were still alive. It was a strange and intensely disturbing scene, mostly because of how calm everyone was with it; other than the people who were wrapped up and hanging upside down.

I ran out into the street and saw my wife and friends, and Tom Cruise(!?). The mood of the dream changed dramatically and I randomly became lucid. I didn't know why Tom Cruise was there, but I went along with it. He had a narley car, and they wanted to go off and do something. My friend Nick jumped in the drivers seat. I motioned my hand up, and he was lifted up in the air and landed in the back seat. "Ahah, dibs." I said and flew into the drivers spot.
"Don't worry Tom, if I wreck your car- I'll fix it." I said, and took off much to fast to be safe in traffic. One part of me wanted to be safe and calm in the car, the other half just wanted to bust it's horse power. So we took off, swearving in and out of the legal peramiters of the road. I remember lastly pulling into a parking structure and everyone getting out. I'm not sure where the dream went after that, but altogether- it was a memorable night.

I had a false awakening once, and sat in bed listening to my brother Jeremy talk to his mom outside of the room. (I was spending the night) But then I woke up shortly after.

09-15-2012 -- I'm at the Hickory house, where mom has me preparing some weird thing to help save a dying magic tree in the forest in the back yard. Seems to involve taking a furnace filter, placing a leaf from the tree when it was healthy on it, then pouring some kind of magical liquid over it. I wait for the liquid to soak in, then head into the backyard.

Making my way through the narrow forest paths, trying to find this dying magical tree, but at one point I bump into something, and drop the filter. The leaf falls off and into the bits of leaves, branches and so on, and I can't find it again. I just have to hope that it was absorbed enough into the filter to work. Eventually I manage to find the dying tree, and I use the filter on it. It comes back to life, and begins to produce a brilliant red fruit that actually gives off light, it is so bright.

Just wandering around, I walk around a bend in the trail, and find another dying magical tree, this one with a white fruit that is very, very dim. I grab a healthy leaf just under the tree and start running back to mom, hoping she has another filter and some more of the magic liquid. Mom does have the stuff needed, and doesn't mind me saving other trees, but she has some other errands she needs me to do first, so it takes some time to get back out to the tree.

The forest paths are beginning to look more and more video gamish, and I'm starting to have the knowledge in my head that there are either five or seven of these magical trees, each with a different color of fruit, and that I need to find as many as I can, but unfortunately by the time I get back to the white fruit tree, somebody has already claimed it. I start wandering down different forest paths trying to find some of the other ones.

As I continue along, things are shifting. Instead of a forest I seem to be wandering through some sort of industrial complex, and instead of trees I seem to be looking for some sort of weird mechanical eye-like light generator. Still have been the first to find one or two of them, and still looking for a couple that haven't been found yet. And when found and activated, each spills out a very bright, very colorful beam of light into the sky. The things are big, and not easily moved around, but every week they are in a different location, so sometimes there are traces of where they have been in past weeks, but they aren't there now.

I start out in a large warehouse-like building, but soon am checking in smaller and smaller buildings, large tool sheds, service bays, just smaller buildings, still looking for these things. I soon find myself in a large building that seems to be a cross between a flea market building and a large garage with multiple service bays. But I can't find any in here.

I move into another building, and think I finally find another one. There is a guy that is supposed to pay me a small amount, but he doesn't want to pay cash, and wants an easy way to get it taken care off. He wants an account number, but instead I pull out my payment card from Courier Express since I am no longer working for them, and tell him to use it, instead. He takes the card and agrees, asks me to give the information to a lady over there on the computer.

She has a laptop on a small table, and I sit down next to her. She is short, slim, has short brown hair, probably a small chest, but she is quite cute, kind of pixie-ish, and wearing a short mini skirt. As I am sitting next to her I am admiring her legs, and suddenly she is nude. I start with a little caressing, pull her on top of me, and move on to more fun. Soon we're both exhausted and laying on a sofa. I am considering resting a couple of minutes and doing everything again, when I wake up.

08-24-2012 -- [So I've been noticing something odd. I have some dreams that I think are huge, and some dreams that seem quite short in comparison. But when I write out the basics so I don't forget, almost all of them take up the same amount of space. And when I type them in, almost half the time, the short, sweet ones are longer than the long ones. This stuff is just weird. That said, this feels like one of the longest dreams I have ever had, and it covers something like a couple of decades of time. We'll see how long it is after I type it in, though....]

This is a Harry Potter dream. Throughout the dream, I am Harry Potter, though the entire dream also takes place in less than a block of space where I grew up in Buena Park. In this dream I have been 'orphaned' as usual, same with Neville Longbottom. But Neville is five or six years older than me, and mostly raises me as a sort of big brother.

Though the whole dream was very intricate, detailed, and vivid, my mind can't manage to remember the earliest bits as anything but a haze of chases, kidnappings, running and hiding, and powerful magics. There are lots of hints of subtle warnings just before a kidnapping, so it turns into a chase, instead, and powerful accidental magics that end up injuring or killing the Death Eaters that are trying to harm us.

Much of the hiding and chasing seems to be happening around the Heinz house, and it is becoming obvious that Neville and I are very powerful. Almost an entire different level than the average witch or wizard, the difference is that obvious. Neville and I defend each other as well as ourselves, and we do a very good job of it.

A few years pass, and sometime around the age of eleven or twelve, we find and rescue my parents, James and Lily, who didn't die, as everybody thought, but were somehow captives for the last decade or so. I spend the next few years being raised by them, and my powers continue to grow. We live in the Potter Ancestral home, which is the Goodwins' place, but magically larger.

I'm standing in the living room / dining room combo, staring a long distance down the two small steps into the den (as I say, expansion charms) where a hot (in more ways than one), sweaty Lily Potter is dressed in a tight, form fitting spandex body suit, collapsed on the couch, recovering from some heavy exercise that has left her exhausted, and somehow sexually spent. I am entranced.

I use my powers to heal, refresh, and sexually recharge her, so she suddenly finds herself incredibly horny, and I back away quietly, unseen. She didn't see me, she can't know I had anything to do with it, but somehow she does, and is embarrassed and absolutely furious with me.

She's gotten a hold of my remote control (why not a wand? I don't know) and is trying to check for my finger prints to prove it was me. I don't understand the logic, but somehow I have to fake playing When the Saints Go Marching In on the piano badly (Rod Miller-style Entertainer wrong notes) when I know I could play it perfectly, to prove my innocence. She still suspects me, though.

It is a couple of months later that Neville calls an extended family meeting over at the Heinz house. As we all get together and I wonder what is going on, I suddenly realize right before they tell me. Neville is going to take over raising me again. He explains that they just aren't comfortable around me. My power levels scare them, I just don't fit in, and they want to concentrate on their new family.

In one way, in the back of my mind, I can understand. But mostly I am just hurt. Hurt, and angry. I am just about to stalk off when we are attacked by a Death Eater, and I lose it. I just wave my hand at him, and his head explodes like it was hit with a Sledge-O-Matic. Same happens to all the other Death Eaters who are attacking. For the first time ever, I let out my full power, and I am as far above Neville's level as he is above everybody else. I stalk back across the street to the Hickory house (my house) which I guess I've decided is my new home, just leaving everybody else standing there, horrified.

A few years pass, and Neville comes over to confront me. He fears I am becoming complacent, and unsafe. We're talking on the balcony of the Hickory house, perhaps three or four floors up (it's only a single story home, but as I said, expansion charms.) As we're talking, another powerful warlock attacks us. This guy would be a challenge for Neville, but I gesture, penetrate his shields, and disintegrate him. Neville tells me this is just what he is talking about. He shows me a small blue sphere, just about the size of a superball, and explains they are powerful explosives, and the guy probably planted a bunch of them around before he attacked.

I do a summoning, and sure enough, I pull together a number of the things. I banish them about a hundred feet into the air, and Neville is amazed and horrified. Horrified because at a mere hundred feet, they would still do tremendous damage. Amazed, because other than a sonic boom-like bang and a few broken windows, there is no damage. Though I never tell Neville, I contained and shielded the explosion, easily within my powers. Neville stalks off, more convinced than ever that I am over-confident and dangerous, and I am completely on my own.

A couple more years have passed, and I am now 19 or 20. The age difference between Neville and I has grown, because he now has an entire family of his own, including almost grown children. They pull me in for another family meeting, but this time we have it at my house. The Potters have a couple more kids, as does Neville, and they all arrive in a big horse-drawn wagon. [Whether this is in reference to the backward wizarding world, or a throwback to the Tales of Alvin Miller series I have been listening to for the last few weeks, I don't know.]

The Potter women start to explore the house, and as they approach the hallway leading back to the bedrooms, I sense an evil wizard or monster there. I don't even wave my hand anymore. I just think, and silently destroy the being, leaving nothing but a pattern of blood on the wall, which the ladies just assume is a part of the wallpaper.

As the Longbottoms try to situate the wagon in my living room, Neville's oldest daughter, who is just at the edge of adulthood, is bent over in a pair of loose jogging shorts, revealing a rather nice backside. I'm beginning to get ideas, and I'm hoping Neville doesn't notice me noticing.

He does. He is very forceful in pushing on me an odd binding contract written on our tongues, ordering me to stay away from his daughter. I am not very happy with him, and neither is she. But in an odd twist, much like the deal with the Devil in the Piers Anthony Incarnation books, this includes an unwritten agreement that there are no restrictions on anybody else. By the end of the dream I have a very passionate Lily Potter in my arms, no longer able to resist me, as we're just about to move on to more than kissing.

[Hey ... don't blame me. I am not into incest. Throughout this entire dream I was Harry Potter, and it was Harry's mother, not mine. If anybody is into incest, it is Harry Potter!]

10:08 a.m.

A fight. Battle. Magic? A river. Time travel. Stood on the river facing my "enemy." I stretched my hands to the side, along or parallel to the river and used magic. Change. It dried up. Turned into modern. A railroad. I jumped off just as the train arrived.

A house. Going around. Raining. Gray tones. The prospect arrived together with someone else. Was gonna do STP but distracted. Writing a story? Marie.

What I read before going to sleep was Gormenghast. I tried to WILD but fell asleep too quickly. This dream was sort of rambling and disjointed scenery, but pretty damn vivid.

I was in some sort of medieval world, like Game of Thrones or Lord of the Rings. It was at night in some village square. The ground was made of small dark stone bricks, there was a town hall to one side, a well on another, a temple on another and a hill on the final one. The other side of the hill was on the edge of a massive cliff face looking down into a large forest which it was day in somehow. There was a second well on the hill but this one was square. A wizard was arguing with a knight. The knight was tall, wearing scale mail armour and somewhat ugly. The wizard was not ugly, short and dressed in black and purple glittering robes. Their argument got worse and the wizard shot lightning at the knight, who managed to resist. He said something which got the wizard really angry, causing him to intensify the lightning and send the knight over the cliff.

Then I was in a house of sorts with a group of people, some of them knights but others dressed like normal people. One of them requested a straw for their drink. I went upstairs to borrow a straw from a woman who was up a ladder propped up against a bookcase by the half landing of a staircase. She was either painting or dusting. The problem was: the straw was frozen stiff from the ice in the glass and wouldn’t take in liquid. I had to thaw it out somehow and bring it down.

Another change of scenes and I was in a car with the woman, the person asking for more ice, two knights and a man. I told the woman and the knights that the wizard killed the knight on the cliff. Suddenly the wizard popped up out of nowhere and began complaining that I told people. Then I said to him that he couldn’t just go around baking Aennys’ knights. Then I realised Aennys was a Targaryen king, like the Mad King from a Song of Ice and Fire but he lived in Castle Gormenghast. I said you can’t go around confusing your genres like that then I woke up from the realisation that a Targaryen living in Gormenghast made no sense.

Non-dream Dream

Today I recalled a ton of totally random fragments:

Fragment 1:

I rented a harley and I am returning it to the dealer. The bike has a huge key. The owner is very trusting.

Fragment 2:

I am looking for a parking space for father's day lunch. I am waiting forever for a car to pull out and when it finally does it turns out to be a handicapped spot. Now all of a sudden the parking lot is completely empty.

Fragment 3:

My dad changed his entire back yard around. He fired the guy who cleans his bbq and I was really sad. The guy did a good job and didn't really break the bbq. The back yard was kind of shaped like an octagon.

Fragment 4:

I am driving by a cemetery. I am doing something dangerous or illegal and we are in some kind of trouble. Some chick in the car is getting bit by a snake from the road. I am driving this huge bike-like vehicle and started shouting "I don't want to get bit by the black widow!" Nobody believes me that there is a black widow on my bike. I stop and someone takes it off for me. Then I go to my parents house.

Fragment 5:

I am in a bar hustling people with some kind of magical device. We are playing for some kind of strange currency - almost like long bendable skis. Some guy walks by completely naked with his penis hanging out. I tried hard to ignore him.

Who was the girl with me?

I end up losing whatever we were betting on.

Finally had another lucid last night! Attempted a WILD but failed and fell asleep. I had a lucid, near the end of the dream so it was short.

I was at some big lake with a giant floating building right in the middle of the lake. Katara (From Avatar: The Last Airbender) was with me, and some assasin woman came and attacked Katara. The assasin was a lady with two swords. She snuck up on Katara and slashed her in her side at least 4 times, each slash went halfway through her abdomen. (It was pretty nasty.) Then the lady threw Katara into a white cloth bodybag, which she then slashed into like 20 peices. She threw Katara into the water, but there was some magical shark in those waters that could bring people back to life. (And probably other stuff, cause it was... magic.) The shark saw the lady throw Katara in and it found Katara and brought her back to life.

Later me, Katara (I think it was her, but it could have been someone else.), and some guy with airbender tatoos were in some camp with a big pool. The guy with the tatoos was our counselor. He could control all 4 elements, I think. He was earthbending a rock, aking it float over water, and I earthbent and flung it all the way to the other side of the pool. Katara goes over to grab it, and I swim over there too. It underwater and I want to try to to breathe fire. (By this time I knew I was dreaming, IDK how though.) I let out a small stream of fire, and that was pretty impressive, considering I was underwater! I was above water coming to the side of the pool and I want to blast fire from my mouth and hands at the same time, so I put my hands to my face and then pointed my hands and arms straight forward, blasting fire from my hands and mouth.

It was cool, but I wanted to do the Task of the Month. I felt the dream slipping and I was thinking I could try to DEILD, but I don't really know how to do that very well. I remember I had to tip people off of their skateboards or something so I could DEILD, but I think I kind of lost lucidity at this point.

I wanted to do the TotM, but I couldn't so I hope I'll get another lucid before this month ends!

I am at my friend Alicia's house, and we are watching a movie. It is one of the Harry Potter movies, but I don't recognize which one. The setting is in some kind of swamp, and I don't recognize the place at all. The situation is that Harry, Ron, and Hermione have found and destroyed all the horcruxes except for the one in Nagini. So in the movie we are watching Harry, Ron, and Hermione sludge through a swamp in search of Nagini, who has a horcrux inside. I decide to take a break and get a snack, so we pause the movie and I go into the kitchen for a snack. I find there are some chocolate cupcakes out there, and I help myself to one. I step out the back door to enjoy the warm weather, but everything around me changes. I find I am now in the swamp out of the Harry Potter movie.

I turn around and see there is no sign of Alicia's house, so I start looking around the swamp. I realize I have a wand, and now I must be in the Harry Potter movie somehow. I decide to see if I can find any of the people from the movie, maybe kick Voldermort's ass. As I am making my way through the dark swamp I see something moving. It's a big snake! I use a stun spell on the snake, figuring there's no need to go off killing the wildlife. The snake is stunned, so I continue searching. I hear voices up ahead, so I follow the sound. I find what I was looking for. Voldemort and Wormtail are talking quietly to each other.

Apparently I made too much noise. Voldermort turns towards me and attacks me, using a death curse. I deflect that with a Whiplash spell, which clearly surprises him. He does some kind of spell that appears to use Wormtail as a sacrafice in order to give himself more power. I see him absorb the life energy out of Wormtail, who is knocked backwards by the force of the spell. His wand goes flying, and I grab that telekinetically. So now I have two wands! Voldemort casts another death spell at me at the same time as I use both wands to cast Battery, sending lightning bolts from both of them. The three beams meet in the middle with a bright flash of sparks and fire. I get the idea that the two blasts of lightning might be more powerful combined, so I cross the streams… I can't help but think of Ghostbusters when I do that… and the two beams of lightning intertwine to form one. The wands become hard to hold steady, vibrating with a life of their own, but I manage to hold it stable. The combined lightning bolts overpower Voldemort's spell, forcing the entire ball of fire and lightning back to Voldemort where there is a large explosion, and Voldemort is incinerated. Right then there is a flash of white light and then I am back in Alicia's back yard. I go back into the house to see if Alicia is still there, and it turns out she has continued watching the movie without me. She says that ending never gets old… Voldemort go boom!

Just fragments. I was too tired to record or remember 3 other dreams. All I got is this one.

Royal Magic
I am royalty. I am looking to buy to mansion. I am with a realtor. Suddenly attacked. I can use magic. The spell I used was dark magic and my appearance turned dark.

The attacker said, "You turn bad?"

I reply, "Come see how bad I am!"

I see a brief Skyrim menu were I can pick spells.
The dream skips ahead. I am battered and bloody but I attacker lays dead at my feet.

Another fragment... I heard a loud pitched whistling like in SP. I begin walking around and found that same celebrity from my programmer dream (Justin Long) holding a whistle. I suspect I sort of WILDd but didn't realize it.

Decent recall today compared to the last few days.

First dream, (actually this one was a pretty bad recall, but it was one of the shorter rem cycles, so oh well). I'm sitting on my porch, in a southern town with a dirt road. All the houses are unpainted and made entirely out of wood. I look across the street, and I talk to an old man. At some point I think I try to sell him some house, but that's not important. He looked kind of like a wizard. Long beard, and no southern accent. I vaguely remember something about him doing magic, but this dream is pretty vague. What I remember right now is still sitting on my porch, watching him walk inside a building and seeing a flash of light.

Second dream, I'm at a water park, with some unfimiliar faces, and then my friend and his sister. This water park was absolutely enormous. I think we were a thousand feet off the ground, and could have easily fallen, but it didn't seem to bother me or anyone else in the dream. So after wading in this horizontal water slide that was so slow you could walk in it, I noticed that I had my phone in my pocket. I took it out, and it still seemed to work, but I decided that I need to put it in a bag of rice when I get home, and everyone else agreed. Soon after that the dream faded.

Third dream, some people whose faces I only vaguely remember, I don't think any of my friends were there. We were all sitting in bean bag chairs and had our elbows on a round table. The place felt like a library study room or something, but the feel of the dream didn't hint towards that. There were lots of girls talking and joking around, and I sort of lost interest after a while and started talking to this kid named Dan. Then he says something about his sister liking him, because she was polite to him. So according to my dream mind, "thank you" means "I want to go out with you", which is really creepy. So we get off that topic at some point, and then he talks for a while about his parents being divorced. After that I lose interest and the dream fades.

I had really vague dreams last night that consisted of people's voices and flashes of different scenes.

It seemed like I was thinking a lot about Game of thrones season finale and so this mixed with my ideas about fantasy and dark ages.

When this was tucked into my head while sleeping I was talking in my sleep/dream to a little girl who was chasing or wanting to find her "mummy" and she reminded me of Hermione Granger from some reason or at-least that was what I saw in a dream flash, Hermione Granger.

I then saw this little girl who was about 2-years-old or so in a little baby-blue bathing suit sitting near a pool edge smiling with a really big smile, it was like I was looking at a photograph of a child. She had really light blonde hair and had her hair in pigtails that where held together with pink ties. After seeing this picture I then started to hear the little girl again. It was like she wanted someone's attention or something.

I also had a short vivid dream where I was in a zoo/park but it was deserted and I was running away from some zombies. The weird part was the the zombies where below me like i was gliding in the air. I then got past the zoo/park and got to some national forest of some type and then said something like "Yeah, I'm lost." but then this guy who looked like Harry Potter (he looked like both the actor and my idea of what he looked like in the books) came from behind me like he had been following me and said something like "Isn't she a beauty." He didn't seem like he was asking about the beauty of the forest but more like he was claiming it to be. But then I remember the part in the book/movie when Hagrid was with Harry and his friends showing him Norbert when Hagrid says : Isn't he beautiful? Oh bless him, look, he knows his mummy! Hello, Norbert!

This is kind of Ironic because I was thinking about the dragons from game of thrones. Haha.

My dream early this morning started out where I was at an elementary school. Serah Farron was the teacher there and she was supposed to be my mom in the dream.

I know that in the game she is a school teacher sooo...

The one thing that frustrated me the most in the dream was that I kept trying to walk into the classroom where she was teaching. The classroom had students who I really couldn't tell the age off but they were in grade school. When I tried to walk into the classroom to see my mom, Serah, another lady who I did not recognize walked up to me from the front of the classroom and told me to leave.

I did see Serah once in the dream, but she had seemed to disappear into a classroom. She seemed very real to me.

The dream changed to where there was some sort of situation with a family. The family was being bothered by some outside source and they knew it. This outside source was connected to someone who lived in this small family. This person had a ring that was flaming which was supposed to resemble something really important in the dream because that was what I was told in the dream.

The dream was connected to something very powerful, and it was only ever in flames when something was at desire. But, this was also supposed to be this person's wedding ring, or gift from someone that was important to them.

A challenge. I was with some people. Two of us were pulled out by some kind of master. His clothing reminds me of Middle East, although he doesn't have a beard and all. He looks quite young, probably early 20s.

We're somewhere near a beach, with tall grasses. He pointed out the gigantic crab claws waving above the tall grasses. We're supposed to fight them. I got scared. I said something like, "You've got to be kidding me!" Then another set of claws appeared.

The master started clicking his fingers to call the giant crabs. I said wait, but started running back at the same time, and clicking my own fingers. I saw a lot of other claws appear. One giant crab finally went out of the grasses, which I assumed was their home. I went after my other companion and snapped its claws against him. Then it went after me. It's red and huge. I waved my arms to drive it away, and it went back to the other guy.

Finally, I used magic to send some sort of water wave against it. I don't know what logic I used, but I guess the crab was weak against it, because it drove it away. Then I started shooting water attacks against the rest of the giant crabs, until they became small (or went so far away as to look small).

Then I sensed a bigger danger. We hid inside and behind rock houses (yes, rock, not stone). We saw a HUGE lizard pass by.

Someone asked the master to stop the lizard, but he said no. It's still part of our training. That's why he timed it today. I think I somehow also knew the lizard would be coming today, which made me hesitant to use my powers earlier.

Somehow, I ended up outside with two others. The lizard was right ahead of us. I thought of summoning a wall, but decided to summon a tower around us. Then we flew up to the top. I saw the lizard down below. I shot it with a lightning spell, and it died.

Then I was in a town or village. A guy (the master?) was pouring soup into a plastic container, but it was so hot it melted it. We had to use an extra one. Had thoughts about salvation, and how our good works would not be enough. Got depressed at the thought. Snow?

My hometown. There was some sort of race. I wanted to join. I went home to get proper clothing. There's a sort of train there. My clothing were in a rectangular box. There were two of them. One contains files and books.

Notes Dream Lucid

Dream 1 I was in this mansion with some dudes that looked like they came straight out from Hogwarts. We were running through the house and for some reason. After a while we came into an elevator and suddenly a monster appeard for a split second and screamed. Everyone except me got so scared that they started to puke.

We were running to some room again. The monster popped out of nowhere and tried to scare us, but someone threw a magic spell at him and he dissaperd.

Dream 2 I was sitting next to my sister, as she was talking to a stranger. She tried to convince him that if, he watched the movie, then she automaticly would learn french