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☆ A fox followed me around on a playground. It kind of scared me since it seemed to be magical. Kitsune.

☆ Had an animation project that I needed to do. I was really proud of my work and had even made a doll. Suddenly after been working so hard I found another doll on a table. It looked sad. I picked it up and looked around. The owner soon came out from the toilet and spoke to everyone in norweigen. I was the only one who did understand since I was the only one who could speak both english and swedish. So I translated it and she was sent home.

☆ There was a classreunion with my very old class. It was interesting to meet all the old students and to see what they have been up to.


☆ There was a king that wanted to have a child but all his wives died within a year so he was constantly getting married. Soon there wasn’t many options left and his latest wife asked me if I wanted to marry him. I told her that I would think about it. But first I needed to find out who tried to poison all the poor queens and why!

☆ I was being chased by a large hunter. He also had some weird creature as a hunting pet. They called me bunny and was desperatly trying to shoot me! They didn’t succeed! I hit the hunter in the head so many times he just fell to the floor and didn’t wake up. The weird hunting pet turned into a baby.

I wake up from a dream that plays in my room, but I'm not. I look around and see that the mirror on the right-side wall is not the one from my dream. I look to my left and see no one.
Soon I'm fighting away a man that's trying to chain me up. I start to slip away.
I wake up again in a crate that's poorly chained. I look around and see I'm in the back of a moving car. There's mountains and trees all around me. A black paved road is beneathe me.
I think of jumping out. But my arms are tied.
I see to my left a field of grass. Tall grass that's inaccessible.
Somehow I manage to get out of the crate and land in the field.
And I remember feeling free.
I'm dashing through the field, like a field mouse. Panic is such an understatement. I'm petrified.
From afar I see a tiny cabin. Involuntarily I run towards it.
I get to it. I look inside its reaches. Nothing but a table and a plate.
My mom is coming from the right of me. Talking about me missing my dog's funeral. Screaming now. I run away and don't turn back.
There's a beautiful man at a gas station. He's pumping gas. Naked. I look down and see I am too. Coincidence?
I walk up to him. He stares at me. His eyes glossy and dark, as his hair. Then I look over his shoulder and see a crate with chains hanging from it. I freeze and he grabs me. Kisses my shoulder and then my neck. Telling me I'm his. All his. And I surrender, in his arms.
This time I sit in the passenger seat. We drive for long hours.
Then before us the road lifts and so do we.
He dissolves, somehow. I just watch.
I remember thinking of my only chance at love is gone. And now I'll be alone again.
For an unspoken reason I end up in my room. The walls are red instead of blue. This slightly pisses me off because I hate red, but this time, I like it. I don't know why but I start to like where I am. As if this red tint is enchanted.
I ignore everything and stare at the floor.
My grandma bursts into my room, through the wall, the red wall. She's covered in purple. As though someone painted over my blue wall with red, and she's the outcome.
She speaks softly. Words I can't recall. And suddenly I feel calm.
I lie down.

There's a bus. An ocean. Music.
Waves jump from the sea. Fishes flop. The sky is hidden by a bed of clouds.
I see my best friend in the distance. He's on an island, looking at shorts. He decides upon the black ones, as opposed to the red ones. I scream. He doesn't hear me. A shark is creeping up behind him. I scream but it sounds like nothing. My eyes float away, away from what happened.
I'm in a boat now. A boat that moves itself. I have a cell phone. I'm taking pictures of what's around me. A mountain I see. A few palm trees. An irregular cloud. I put my phone into a bag. Tie it up. Place it in my backpack.
I see a few old ladies. Arguing over black shorts. I see Daniel, my best friend. He's okay. I smile.
I ask him what's happening. He points to the shorts. Just points. I ask him what's wrong. He only points.
I go to see what's the fuss. The ladies scream. Their screams make buzzing appear in my ears. I can't understand their screams. They only hurt.
I walk away from the fuss and back to Daniel. At least I thought. He's no longer there. I only see his foot-steps. They recede to where the shore breaks, into the ocean.

Walking along a sidewalk in Germany, I'm trying to find my hotel room. The whole time, I am squirting a bottle of crack sealant into the sidewalk cracks with precision accuracy as a way of keeping track of where I've been so I don't get lost. I tell myself Hansel and Grettle did it, so it must be an effective method. I miss the street I should turn down, and the road enters some magical woodlands. Vibrant green trees everywhere, and a field filled with puff balls - white and gold. I wish I had a camera, but instead, burn the image into my mind before turning back.

Distracted by the crack sealant, I miss the turn again, and as I continue, the road takes me into a deserted desert town, with dry earth cracked all around me, and sand blowing in the hot afternoon under a very strong sun. I've definitely gone too far now, so I turn back again and go back up the road, still squirting crack sealant along the sidewalk so I don't get lost...

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am at my parent’s house but it feels like some kind of magical place. My parents ask me to cut a branch off of a giant tree in their front yard – right next to the curb. It is a magical tree. I through a rope over one of the branches and I climb up the rope. The tree is now floating and I manage to float the whole thing down to the ground without cutting the branch. My mom is helping me determine where and how to cut the tree. The tree turns out to be a date palm. We eat some of the tree with the intention of replacing the parts we eat.

Dream 2:

I am pregnant (I am a male) and I am with a number of pregnant women. I am having stomach pains and I call in my doctor because I think I am ready to deliver. The doctor (female) coaches me in front of everyone else on how to deliver my baby. She has me squat over a pool of water and tells me to start pushing. I feel crap starting to come out of my ass because of the pushing and she tells me this is normal. She says to hold my hand under my butt just in case the baby comes out – we don’t want it to drown in the pool. I just ended up getting a bunch of crap on my hands and no baby. I was very embarrassed.

A thought in the middle of the night:

Each dream you have is you creating a new universe. Once you create a suitable and stable universe you will die and go there. If you die young (before gaining the skills to produce a stable universe) or if you die a tragic death you will end up in an unstable/unsuitable universe (live a rough life).

Dream 3:

I am having dinner at my parent’s house with some of my wife’s family members. Even though my parent’s house is not in LA I am upset because we have to drive to LA 3 times in a row – it is as if their exact house has moved to LA. My brother’s family is there and they have a small dog. I am playing with AD and the dog under the table for a while. I notice that my brother forgets / loses the dog’s toy at least 3 times and I am always the one who has to go get it and nobody thanks me.

I don’t join dinner because I am waiting for my wife to get back from somewhere. I notice that I am never wearing a shirt. My brother has a black Ford something (not a real car name, something like a person’s name with 2 hyphens). Then for some reason I am driving that car by myself on a mountain road. It is almost as if I am in a commercial demonstrating features on the car. I stop and there is a dirt avalanche and the car gets completely buried in dirt with me in it. I am still able to call for help using one of the cars features even though I am deep under dirt. I recall being very scared thinking that this is a horrible way to die. People come to dig me out and they have a credit card machine with them to charge me for the service. There is a $50 tip already included in the bill but I feel bad for not tipping more.

I seemed to be in a magical fantasy land, where some of the Dungeons and Dragons type creatures were real. I remember seeing the trees and rocks come alive for sure, and I think there were some other plants too. The trees were treants walking around and talking like normal DCs, as well as the rock creatures. The rock creatures were golems. I interacted with some and talked to them. I should have wrote it down earlier, kinda sketchy now. There was something coming towards the group of them that spooked all the creatures, they ran away from whatever it was and locked themselves behind a steel gate. The gate was set in a high stone wall that circled and enclosed a large area. I never seen what spooked them, but they slowly came out again when it was safe.

Later on, I was helping these two massive stones set one on another, they were a foundation for a building. They could talk, but didn't move. Actually the lower stone was wobbly, and I was trying to re-secure it in its position so it would be stable again. These stones were huge though, they must have weighed at least 20 tons each. They were taller than me, and bigger than I could reach across. Dispite their immense size and weight I could still move the one I was working on. I was talking to the stones as I worked, but don't remember what was said.

I was in McDonalds with my sis. We were eating. Then suddenly, we have to escape. Some people want to kill or take us. We ran outside. Or rather, I ran outside while carrying her (she was small). They were shooting guns, and I shoot them with magical force. I ran on the street and shot them.

We were walking. I was with sis and... someone else. I think it was mom, but not sure now. We were walking, and I saw a huge tree from afar. It was sparkling, like early dawn with dews still fresh. It was beautiful and magical. We were going to that tree.

We arrived at the root, me and sis and mom, I think. We were talking. We crossed over an obstacle, and I found books. I looked for books that are interesting. One is a book about Sen. Mirriam Santiago, but co-authored by a few others. We climbed.

We climbed up the tree. But then it was no longer a tree. It was a dormitory of sorts. I walked, but couldn't find them. Then I heard a "door" close, and I saw that the wall is actually a door. I opened it, and saw stairs going up. I saw them up the stairs. I followed.

We put our stuff in our respective rooms. I was in the room with Cat. An old friend and classmate, JJ, was also there. Then Cat received a call from his mom. We all heard it. She was looking for him, and when he said we're on the third floor, she told him to move to the first/ground floor. I wanted to say it's "safer" up in the third floor, but everybody's packing their stuff already.

The place looked (or felt) like Cebu.

The dream takes place in some sort of two-story shopping center. The walls and floors, stairs, railings and benchs were all carved out of white marble. The upper floors had ritzy expensive stores, while the lower floors had cheaper, generic stores.

At the beginning there was some young man skateboarding on the lower floor of the mall. I don't reall his name but he looked like Link from Zelda: Ocarina of Time, but dressed in modern clothing. His boarding escapades led him into the basement of the mall where he ended up in some sort of electrical/janitorial room. I cannot remember now what he did there, but I do remember that he ran into some Canadian television stars that I recognize but cannot recall the names of at this time.

Eventually the young man returned to the first floor of the mall and as he was trying to grind on some stairs, the lower level of the mall started to flood very rapidly. People in the mall were panicking and screaming and many of them were washed away by the rushing water, but the young man managed to get up to the second floor and to saftey.

The young man's skateboard disappeared and the mall suddenly changed. There were suddenly no people and though it still looked like a mall, the window displays and stores were now more like a museum. The lights went out and the only illumination came through the skylights in the roof. The water on the first floor disappeared. Three people appeared and ran into the skateboarder. The group of three was led by a black woman who had psychic powers and could detect magic in items. The other two people were a young white woman and a middle aged black man.

I cannot remember the purpose now, but the four characters had to explore the place and find some magical items. They could not leave the shopping center/museum until they had done so. The dream gets a bit fuzzy, but as the four explored and found the magic items (several magic rocks or peices of jewelry) the brighter the building became, as if finding an item had turned the electricity back on.

When they had found all of the items, the group of people found a stairs leading the the first floor and into a room that was very much like a standard museum display. They became excited and went in and found a door from which they could exit the shopping center/museum. The dream ends as soon as they get outside into the sunlight.