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This is for the morning of December 14.

I was sitting with my legs spread in front of me and an old friend of mine, Tory was sitting in between my legs. She was arching her back and running her fingers through her hair in a suggestive manner. She let me know that she wasn't with her boyfriend any longer, and they were probably going to get back together, but at that particular moment they were not together.

I just woke up from having a nap, and I vividly remember some parts of the dream I had. The most confusing for me was that I dreamed a man wanted to rape me... but I ended up being willing and enjoying it and lying to my fiance about it by telling him I was raped. The man was very good looking, not violent or sadistic and was quite well endowed. I'm not sure what all of this means in the least, I just wanted to get it down before the memory dissipated.

For now, my only idea is that maybe it is representing the things I am missing in my life?

My friend and my other friend we're in a fight, one of those friends is the type who would never back down from a fight even more so than myself, i ran outside to help them out and they we're out on an oval, my friend (Tough one who i'll call "TO" from now on) TO was on the ground while the guys 5-6 guys who fought him we're about 100 meters away, i told my friend to get up so we could kick their asses together, he said something along the lines of "There's no point... they're in a completely different league to us and they will win, i got up and i ran over to the 6 guys, about 4 dropped when i only smacked them in the face or kicked them once, a few of the bigger ones took a few more hits but they all fell down to the ground, i looked at my mate and said "What the hell these guys pretty much ran into my first ahaha?" and my mate TO said "Holy shit dude i must have tired them out heaps badly because before they we're like ninja's".

I had to go to a friends house called Jordan, his older brother was some bald guy cleaning out his fridge and freezer (Not his real brother) and it seemed like the whole dream he was very frustrated that he was having to do this, occasionally I'd chat to him and he was a decent enough bloke, the place he was standing was directly in the path of the toilet and he got very frustrated anytime someone had to go past him to use the toilet. His brother Jordan was having allot of problems with his bong, he said he had no cone piece and came up and asked me what to do, he suggested using cardboard or paper and i told him that was stupid because it was just going to burn, so we needed to use Foil, he got some foil out the cupboard but the piece he broke off was too narrow so i ripped off a more square shaped piece, i pushed it in about 1CM into the hose part of the bong and he poked holes in it with a pen, was a pretty decent cone piece to be quite honest, he did the weirdest things with his weed though he put all of it inside the bong instead of water, and every time he needed weed he'd get it from a different tin, i kept saying what the fuck are you thinking? He told me to shut up and smoke my cone so i did, I somehow managed to sink it.

A few other people came over and we all went into his backyard, his backyard was so hard to explain as it was like a map from halo or something, it had a huge concrete part and a ramp around it, and below it was allot of vents and industrial stuff, we all sat down and he wrote a message on his phone and showed it to me saying something along the lines of this "I have a huge thing for porn that has to do with girls crapping and guys rooting their crap" I was disgusted but i didn't want to make him feel bad, A few people we're trying to read his message and i told them to fuck off because it was private and he didn't want anyone else to know, i wrote a message on his phone back saying "Look man everyone has different Fetishes and that's what makes us human, don't worry about it" i showed it to him and he looked very relieved

All of the sudden this girl came past and took off my beanie (I wear beanies' allot lol) and she chucked it off into the industrial part, i was like "God damn it why did you have to do that?" So i somehow got down there and managed to get my beanie back.

Then my dream changed, or it continued and i have missing time, but this was when my dream started to become lucid, i was inside my old classroom, and thanks to these forums which i joined yesterday i believe that's why i became lucid, I felt myself slipping out of the dream and i was going to go with my usual approach of trying not to think about it too hard, but then i somehow remembered this website telling me to spin around in circles, so i did a 360 and the fading slightly went away, i was very surprised that it actually worked, then i remembered that this website also told me to touch things, so i touched my jeans, that helped a little bit, then i touched a random couch, Me touching that couch really really sucked me straight back into the dream (Special thanks to this website for teaching me that skill) and i now had full awareness that i was lucid and i could constantly think *I am lucid* while i was dreaming which is something I've never been able to focus on too hard otherwise i would have woken up, I'm usually lucid dreaming with the thought in the back of my head that I'm lucid but like i said, think about it too hard, i wake up.

Of course the first thing most of us do when we go Lucid is to try and fly, so i started trying to do that but it was really difficult, almost like my increased awareness of lucidity was preventing me from doing anything i wanted, I then worked out the more aware i am the weaker i am in my Lucid world, I managed to jump pretty high, and then i nearly fell flat on my face but managed to hover above the ground (Even when I've struggled with flying in a lucid dream, every time i nearly hit the ground i always manage to hover due to past fears of hitting the ground and waking up) I knew that if i hit the ground I'd wake up straight away so it was kind of a reflex to hover there, I had some trouble getting through a gate but i managed to fly above it slightly to the left and escape, there was like 5 nuns walking down a path when i got out so i randomly decided to steal her key i have no idea why LOL.

In my next dream i was no longer lucid, me and my friend Ben we're playing Xbox and i was getting a really high score in some skateboarding game where we both got like 10 second turns to get points and there was like 30 rounds, when i was on about 180'000 and he was on about 110'000 we had like 5 rounds left and he managed to pass me with a score of about 500'000.

Then i woke up

I was in my back garden when i realized i was dreaming, i rubbed my hands together to calm me down however this did not work, i began to wake up, i started spinning this worked a treat and i was stable after a few spins.
First i tried to fly in my garden however this failed misearably in my super man attempt when i jumped with my hand up however i landed on the ground and seemed to be gliding so i could hover weirdly.
I stopped trying to fly and went out into the streets i ended up on a busy main road and i ran into the road and was jumping over moving cars, i then was stood next to an old man and woke up
Dream Time: Aprrox 20 Mins

Used some Maca and B-vitamins after waking last night, and felt like "just weird" Maca is good for energy and stamina, not a stimulating kind like caffeine, but more of a conscious awareness, and apparently also Libido, tho I never noticed that. Anyway on with my dream: I slipped into a dream, rather easily last night after going back to bed for a wild. The dream began with me in a dark room, where a mirror was by my bed, A mysterious voice said you have used it before, haven't you? I said I used it to turn into an animal. The voice said how did it feel, realistic? I said yes, and that it made me feel free. The voice said how so? I said it opened up my mind to odd ideas not possible, in waking life. The voice said what is waking life?! And I suddenly was in sleep paralysis. Strong electricity, buzzing, and total oblivion. While fighting it, this same voice said it's going to change your life, fight it off and it will set you free. The buzzing subsides and I just know I beat it back to a dream. The same voice said welcome back to the dreamworld. At this point I said what's going to change my life? Voice: That you remembered. I was like wow, this is one incredibly vivid conversation for a DC, so I asked who are you? My dream name is Silver Ghost, but I am also you. I have a dream name? Yes. Do others know this name? Yes. (Goggled it after the dream, and got a 1906 car) After that the voice said look at the mirror, and change. I changed into the same Fox-like animal that I have done a few time's before, only this time was way more vivid with white fur. "Now run around someone's dream your connected to. You don't know them but do whatever you want" is the last thing the voice said. I left my house and was in apparently someone's dream. I think it was just my own dream, but I'm open to anything, really. There a woman said look at that dream character, hey wolf are you a wolf? I said I don't think so. Are you dreaming too? I said. She looked at me sexually, and this wearied me out. Are you real doggie? Want to play a dream game? I asked what that was and she said A Transformation? How did you do it, in my dream? So I approach her and she pets my hair, winks at me and I woke up. So complex by far my longest most comprehensive conversation and totally meaningful.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

12-10-11 No real intentions, had quite an interesting day, but I was up early due to yesterday's perceptual dream so was fairly shattered.

“I know my hands can soothe your pain”

I am massaging Tenna, sat behind her, she is wearing black underwear and some trousers of beige and brown colour. We are placed on a wooden floor with pillows spread around the room, it is fairly bright in the room. I am focusing on areas that have been missed by the people doing her massage earlier. Which turns out to be somewhat painful for her.

In particular the right side of her neck is causing trouble and when I start working on this area she jolts and might even have reached out to grab me. but I continue slightly lending a hand in her back to support her. I somehow feel that I have to do it for her to get better. Though she is in pain she also likes having my hands on her body.

It turns into a sensual experience where I gently lie her down, though it is fairly annoying it is a hard wooden floor. I am trying to remove her trousers and she is helping a bit with this, but then we stop. She explains that she will go out and prep the room and make it a little more comfortable.

I wake up rather excited almost to the point where it becomes painful.
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“My snake and I”

I have bought a snake, a tree snake. I think to myself that it is a rather odd purchase considering I have a thing for venomous snakes. I am aware that it will have to actually chew on me in order to inject it's venom, but still it is loose in the apartment, having released it at some point.

It is a baby snake, very small and completely silver (unnaturally so) in colour. My flat is strange it is two fairly narrow rooms across each other on a hall way that is far longer than it needs to be. It seems dark in either of the rooms.

Looks a bit like this guy



Though emphasis on silver!

I regret having released the snake as it is making me on edge, so I spent a fair amount of time walking from one room to the other trying to figure out a safe method of catching this snake. I distinctly remember holding a large glass in one hand intending on luring it in there, though I am nervous about having my hand so close to the animal.

At one point the snake darts from one room to the other right next to me as I am standing in the hall way. I am not sure if it is because I have thrown some food in there or what it was. I remember it glinting with it's silvery colour.

Some way or another I end up catching this snake and I am carrying it on my body, not even sure if it is in a container or even if it is inside me.
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“Meeting in Cells”

I am sat in a room discussing the deployment of the cell group chat room. Mikkel J is there and he tells me that he want to help out, but seeing as he is not part of the group there is limited he can do so he is sort of left out, which he understands. There is someone else there that might be Floatinghead.
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“The guard got gunned down”

Two people are going to get kidnapped or have already been kidnapped and they are stuck in a cellar behind bars. There is an Italian guy, dressed in white, who is supposed to watch over them. They keep telling him that he and all of them are in danger, in fact they specifically warn him that he is going to die.

He does in fact die a couple of times throughout the dream and these scenarios sort of act as the visions the two girls are using to warn him with. The two people are a woman and a younger woman or girl.

The last time he gets killed you see 4 people in the room waiting behind the door and for the guy to walk downstairs to the cell. The cell in the cellar has a sort of a dungeon feel to it with rocky walls and there may even be a small stream running through the room. As the guard is walking down the stairs the four men attack and shoot him down with shotguns which results in blood spatter all over the place.
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“Handy legs”

Fragment of sitting in a sofa using my arms as an illusion for my legs towards someone, though I understand little of why.
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“Bridge to the new hood”

We are starting to use a new section of the city and it is connected by a rather large white marble bridge. At first though the bridge is very half circular, so much that it is too steep to get over it. However over the duration of the dream the bridge level off so it is possible to actually use it.

I get the feeling that the city is important, in particular the new section of it will come in handy.

The dream is longer but this is the only fragment that stands out to me.

I heard a flute very clearly (I was able to play it in my mind well after the dream). I was in the small eateries in front of Doctor's Hospital in Bacolod. I was going to eat, or was eating there. The place looked like a place where I can sleep. There were beds and rooms. Orange mood. Sexual mood. There are other people. I, or they, were naked.

I also met a girl I considered "older sister." We were going out for an adventure. She looked like a ranger/adventurer.

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

25-09-11 Set the alarm for 4:30 to do a wbtb, but found out that I don't have the discipline to do that if I keep the alarm right next to the bed. I intended on just chilling for the first bit of the night and form some intentions during the waking period. I remember having forgotten loads of dreams as well from this night :/

The Nap attempt was actually from the day before, but will include it here.

24-09-11 Nap attempt.

“The Giants can't be found because Earth is a pump!”

I am at school with maybe 4-6 other people. We are having a lecture in the nature of consciousness. It is a radical theory we are getting presented. Bærentsen is proposing that the dreamt world is as real as the physical, but he has a list of 4 critical assumptions for this to be correct.

The first is that giants beasts existed and as he is telling about this particular theory we are watching a documentary that explains it. It is a really good documentary as it also takes us right into the action. I am the main advocate that this theory cannot be correct and my first argument points to the fact that we have never found any remains of these particular beasts.

While I am talking about this fact we are actually back in time as two giant beasts are duking it out. Giant might actually be a bit of an understatement when I should think these beasts are probably the size os small continents. There are a lot of people around us trying to get away from the fighting beasts to avoid becoming collateral.

Bærentsen counters my argument with the lack of skeletal remains of these beasts with the fact that they have existed many times that Earth in fact is operating on a greater cyclical scale than previously imagined and that this cycle includes total incineration and essentially the planet's “death” as well. There is a small video segment where we see earth from quite far away, burn, whither and die.

This is supposed to be a scientific model of how Earth is in fact a giant pump for providing ascended souls into the multiverse.
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“Granny's Pearls, aka sometimes I disturb myself”

Spoiler for Strong, Explicit, Sexual content:

I am at home on the sofa and an elderly woman comes up to me. I think I recognise her from somewhere. She tells me that I am really stressed and that I should let her help me find relief. I am not really happy about the idea considering that she seems fairly old, though her body is in good shape.

I think she starts by blowing me a bit.

She starts advertising a bit by leaning over one of the armrests of the couch and flash her bare ass. It doesn't look any older than a 20-30 year old. So I go for it. I replicate with some cunnilingus from behind and wonder why there is some sort of bulge in her vagina. I grab hold of whatever it is and pull out. I expect it to be some sort of bead toy, but to my surprise it is a fully functional amber necklace.

We switch around a bit so I can please her finger style. She is getting very moist and I start with just plunging in two fingers and then grab the clit with my thumb and start stimulation there as well. o which the woman starts groaning and I join in for the fun of it. Then I am about to do the deed, but wake up.

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“A swashbuckling tale of rubber sticks”

I am on a boat, or ship rather and from what I can understand it is a rather large one at that. I am walking around downstairs and keep provoking all the people that are gathered there. Apparently all the people are gathered because some important people are there and I give a rats arse about that.

The people there either fear me or respect me quite a bit, because I am allowed to do the stupidest things. First of all everyone is supposed to stand and look stupidly straight ahead, like in any military presentation.

I walk around and slap people in the face with this purple rubber (some sort of foam is more accurate) stick I have. It is one of those you often see by swimming pools that children use to play with. I even slap the captain around with it a bit (Kaomea?) and she seems really annoyed, but get ordered by some unknown entity to stand down.

At other points I hit people in the face with a morning star. They don't seem to be in a lot of pain though, which I find weird. I think I hit the captain again and she retaliates by trying to punch me in the face, but I block it by grabbing her hand in my left without even looking at her.

I always had this sense that I was somewhat powerful, yet smaller than the rest.
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“Breaking the bank”

Something about having to help my mum. I have finally gotten her on board that the financial institutions are what is wrong with the world today. She has taken quite a risk. Think my cousin is in this dream.
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“Worst train tracks ever!”

Ok so I am on this train. We are driving through open fields and marshlands. I keep looking down onto the tracks to see the where they go. Sometimes you can't even see them, which is somewhat upsetting for my sister. It is not that the tracks aren’t there it is just that these particular tracks never really gets used.

We are supposed to “go to the place we used to play” and it is My sister, brother-in-law and maybe someone else on the train.

As we are driving we drive across sections of the tracks where they have been elevated off the grounds. Not only that, but when we are driving towards some of the poles that are holding the tracs we see the tracks themselves fall down into place from an upright position.

At one point I look out to my left and I see a much larger lake than the one we used to play by and there are two people out rowing in something that looks like inflatable boats. They are racing.

When we get to the end of the tracks there are no station or anything the train just stops and we get out. My sister and brother-in-law are fairly lucky to get out on dry lands whereas I end up in water and much to my waste. There is a pole that may be supporting the tracks that I wrap my arms around and break, which my sister informs me about.

I turn around and start making my way up a hill that is very slippery and muddy.
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“Bike tricks and......”

I am on a bike on a camping grounds and I am experimenting with the handbrakes, realising I don't know which one is for what wheel. I end up slamming the front wheel brake a bit hard and I end up lifting the back wheel and spin 180 and take off on the bike again. I smirk to myself, thinking I am rather cool, have never tried anything like that before.

Notes: A lot of this dream is missing. I think it involves going backwards and forwards quite a bit and might even be connected with the train one.
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“Lightning”

Something about crystallising lightning or mastering it or similar.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

14-08-11 Nap: I am in a house a big one. I walk towards the large living room where Ida and Ruth are talking. I sneak close and they don't notice me. The only reason I do this is to see if I can, which I can.

I decide to go through the kitchen on my left to another room, just to sneak around the house while they don't know I am doing it. When I get to the kitchen I stop sneaking as much and take some larger leaps, which makes the floor squeak a bit. But since I am further away now I know they won't hear me.

When I get to the other room I start realizing I am dreaming, the situation reminds me of my last attempt where I think I started taking control too soon and sort of pulled myself out of the dream.

I need to check though and now Ida and Ruth have arrived and they are looking at each other on a sofa. Ruth is wearing some pink top and loose bottoms. I decide to make them kiss each other and she starts leaning up towards Ida, who has a slightly higher ground wearing gray. Ruth puts out her tongue and Ida teases a bit but doesn't seem to mind it, though she seems a bit surprised that they are actually doing this.

Wow I am good, I think to myself, I can make two women make out in front of me as foreplay for when I join in. Too bad two women together doesn't do it for me.

I decide to just go with it. The dream has stabilised a bit and I can move around easier now. So I grab Ida from behind and drag her to the window. She starts mentioning that we have discussed this and she wasn't interested. I explain that maybe if I had been a bit more like this, taking what I want she would have liked it. Besides, my dream, my rules.

The dream quickly starts fading, but I recover, this is why I took her to the window to try and focus on the scenery while at it. I try and remove her trousers, but this proves difficult as they are very tight jeans. I imagine her to be wearing a summer skirt instead which eases the process.

The dream is starting to wobble in and out and I have to exert a lot of focus on the surroundings to keep it stable.

Though I manage to get her pants off, when I am “out” they have reappeared again as some big scary granny panties so I just flick them aside and manage to get a couple of thrusts in before the dream fades.

Notes: Stupid sexual dreams, not a good RC at all, what a waste of a lucid.

16-08-11 At Annegrethe's birthday I notice a song from Thure that involves doing something with quite a lot of fruit. On the sheet of paper it proclaims that he is my flat mate and 17 years old, which surprises me in a couple of ways.

First off I don't recall there being a song from Thure at that actual party, second of all Thure is older than 17 years old. But as I start to question these things my mum interrupts and asks if the song is from Thure, and how awfully nice that is of him.
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I am in what seems like an American city on fire. There is a background commentary on this is now we are seeing the results of the last decade's extensive use of violent computer games.

The city is in ruins, there is rubble all over the place and where ever you see people they are carrying either hand guns or rifles. The scenario is simple kill or be killed. Shoot on sight, humanity has lost it.

I stop myself gun in hand. I decide to throw it away and start walking around the city with caution, as far as I am aware I am the only one to get the idea that killing is baaad mkaay.

I am standing in a driveway under a tree. It is morning time and I am speaking to someone. I soon identify the source of the voices as coming from the camper parked in the driveway.

It takes a bit of time to convince the voices from inside the camper that I have decided to take up the path of non-killing. They decide to trust me and let me in, however I have to enter the code myself.

This turns out trickier than just entering a combination into a key pad. The combination is to be entered under the door to the camper. There is a slit wherein a series of motives have been carved in the wood. These are not visible though, so you have to feel out for them. I can't remember all of them, but one is a freaking samurai warrior to give some hints of the difficulty.

I am however getting verbal assistance so I make it, though I am also told during the process that the code is a work in progress as one of the voices keeps cutting new ones.

I finally get in. To my surprise the voices of the men I have been talking to doesn't belong to two grown up men. Rather the people in the camper are all packed in a little wooden box. The voices are from the two eldest fetuses (feti?). They are lying face to face in the box with tubings running down by their bodies helping them survive in some sense. The tubes continue upwards to the top right corner of the box where there is an assortment of smaller fetuses, though these aren't sentient as the two largest ones.

I go outside again and through the branches and sticks of the tree in the driveway I spot a woman. She looks at me and there is a small hint of fear upon her face. I hold up my hands palms outward to signal that I aint carrying and I have no intentions of hurting her, she looks quickly away and back at me.

I don't know if this woman ends up joining the cause, but when I get to the van there is a woman, I think I met before (just noticed I didn't, but that was how the dream explained her presence). And another one that has approached her from the street, intent on non-violence as well.

We get in the van preparing ourselves for the ride to get out of Hell Town. We take off and I am driving. I give a rats ass about red lights or otherwise traffic regulating signaling, under the assumption that if I was to adhere to these remnants of legality I would be the only one and stand out. Besides a moving target is always trickier to hit.

When I take a right and run through a red light under an approach way to the higher free way system I hear sirens behind me. I have a cop on my tail.

I take a right out over the harbour, except that it is a pedestrian system and the roads I am driving on are narrow as fuck. Multiple times one or two wheels of the van are in the water. I pull the handbrake and spin around and start driving back.

The diversion worked the cop continue straight ahead and I don't allow for much time to pass before I drive out into traffic again.
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I am at a party in a two story building. On the deck below there is the bar and speaker system. The speaker system is set up a little bit weird as it is pretty much central on the floor, with satellites on the walls.

I think Mikkel L is there (which would make sense seeing as my family and I talked about him that evening). He is somehow involved with running the party and the sound system.

I think it might actually be my room for a short while, because someone mentions the good quality of the speaker system and I tell them that what my flat mate has next door is a hell of a lot better.

Skip.

I am now upstairs and it is a freaking nightmare. There are mainly two types of monsters up there and I believe I can only take on one at the time.

The monsters are pretty stationary or slow. The stationary ones have a long energy tongue that looks like a vortex or wormhole if you look down it. The problem with the scenario is that if I decide to take on the monsters on their turf I am always in range of the tongue bitches.

However I have an ability. I have some kind of rope or tentacle myself that I can shoot out of my chest that will then pull me towards my designated target. So my strategy becomes run in and get attacked from multiple sides, then hook onto a target get close and pull it to the corner I have already cleared.

On the last trip in I am getting sucked at from 3 directions and the target I have selected is on a shelf above me, plus there is some sort of big ass cable across the ground I will have to get over. I get over the cable and take a shot at tentacle tosser, but miss. I am now standing taking hits from all over so I have to do something quickly.

I run under the shelf of the target and wait there, now out of range from the other monsters in the room. As I expected soon enough the target peaks out over the edge in order to take a couple of swings at me. Bad move, mofo! I now have a route to shoot at and though I aint exactly confident that my own tentacle (that seems more of a mechanical thing) is strong enough to pull it down I come out on top. I then rush to the cleared corner with the monster and kill it. I have taken up a rather unusual way of killing these monsters, I think I am actually biting vital chunks off of them.

Skip.

In the same room on the same floor I keep doing these labs, It might be during my monster hunt that I decide to take a break from the heroic parts of a heroic tale.

There are women there. And they are have the hots for me. I notice one of these women and start making out with her. I do another lap, this time intend on finding something a bit more exotic (read nude and willing to get close to me) and find her on the next lab at the same corner I used to drag monsters to.

I am already naked myself and I put my arms around her waist and spin her around so she has her back to me. She doesn't resist, in fact she reacts completely opposite.

I wake up.
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Pre-sleep: I sense a numbing sensation in my body as I wake up and decide to sleep again. The hypnagoic imagery is of a helicopter view of tree tops that slowly form into an encompassing forest.

Soon enough the sun appears to give the entire scene some lighting. I try and act and I wake up.

I remain calm and soon enough a similar scenario arise, trees slowly moving by until the scenario is that of a forest.

This time the sun is ahead of me and causing some extraordinary visual effects as I am looking at outlines of trees in the background as well as some dark shrubbery off to my right.

The evolution of the dream continues till the point where I am walking with two mates a bit ahead of me. We are having a conversation and they start mocking me for not exerting control although it is my dream.

I start explaining that the reason I aint doing anything is for the dream to stabilize, but the fuckers have tricked me into destroying it, by talking, and the scenery vanishes and I see the back of my eyelids and wake up.

I post this dream a part, because it contains some sexual/offensive stuff.

I'm in my old school. I look at a poster but can't read anything. It's cold an grey outsides. A very sexy girl (we used to go to the same courses) walks towards me. She swings her hips and moves very slowly towards me. I'm not really noticing her, because I'm trying to decode the poster. She starts a conversation with me:
- Did you noticed that I lost my pants a few seconds ago?
- What?
- I said: I lost my pants and revealed my sexy body but you didn't noticed it. But in the meantime I put it on again.
I'm looking down and see that she has still her pants. I think she made a joke so I said to her:
- OMG, Why didn't you informed me previously? Now I missed my chance to see you half-naked.
She smiles and says:
- There is something I want to add: while losing my pants I fell on my ass and now it hurts so bad. But I know something what we can do to forget about this "incident".
She gives me a challenging look and whispers something to my ear. I don't hear it, but I already knew what she's going to say
She comes very close to me, I feel her hips against mine.
- You have to know that I can still put my pants down, just for you, so that you can see what you missed..., says she
I realize that nobody talks in this way, that this can't be real.

I immediately awake. I don't know what to say nor what I have to think about this

I thought this was worth noting. I had a dream about Colm last night. We were, at one point, in the midst of the physical act. It was very vivid; I physically felt every sensation. And that was strange, because in real life, the sexual act is usually physically extremely painful to me. Here there was no pain, only love and an indescribable, beautiful connection. The one I felt with him when I was with him in Mexico. He is one of only two people with whom I have felt that kind of connection.

It's nice to be able to see what the big deal about the penetration phase of sexual intercourse is all about, even if it's only a dream. It's also nice to have a break from my nightmares. I suppose my mind needed the respite. I am also at the onset of menopause, and have likely had that in the back of my mind as well.

I was Mr. Darcy. Well sort of. Really I was a woman, impersonating Mr. Darcy. For some strange reason, my goal was to get to Jane. To make her love me. I was going to show her that I was a woman, make her realize that sort of love was okay. I was at a bar, drinking with the rest of the guys. It was actually quite enjoyable. I was tired, so then went to sleep. The next day I was at Jane's house. We were kissing under a tree. Something happened and we needed to run quickly. It was as if we had been discovered. I grabbed her hand and took to the air. I told her it was faster to travel this way. I figured we would just head to the moon when I heard this meow... and my cat licked my ear, waking me up.

Date: Sunday, April 18, 2010 5:16:46 AM PDT
I am charged with sexual harassment. March-2 was the victim. First I accept the charges. Then the victim has to point me out so i go to a mall where march and my other friends are sitting. She points me out. Some of my friends don't believe that it is really me.
When I sexually harass her, I am in her room and sitting on her bed while she is having a shower. The tv is on and I think I see something orange that looks like underwear. That's it though.
In court, the police is the judge. The courtroom is a classroom. The policeman reads out what happened and a slideshow accompanies his talk. He says that I told him the order of how things happened wrong.
A man plays guitar. Rock artist.
At one point he plays for guitar hunters.
The order of things were something like 90% percent accurate. And they found that out with msn chat.
this is one of those dreams where I wake up relieved that it was a dream. I was in doubt though.
the percentage for march's accuracy in telling what happened is 100%.