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[Faraday's Enigma]

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That's right, I named this dream journal after a Cinderella song.   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LqUAYsynaP8
(How do I embed that, or better yet get it to play every time someone views my journal?)    

I decided to keep a journal here because I like the counting system.  Makes it feel like a game I'm getting points at, and I want to WIN!!!   But seriously, I think it will give me a little more incentive both with recall and lucid dreaming.

If you read this journal, you might notice I sometimes mistype the word "My" as "Me".  I must have been a pirate in a previous life.

Faraday's Enigma
    Clarity: 6/10
   Importance: 4/10
   Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Left Side

Faraday from Lost and a crew of people are excavating an archaeological site and retrieving artifacts.  I can see a side slice of the earth, like an ant farm, with the all the artifacts visible to me. 

As they dig deeper, they recover a set of very high tech looking artifacts.  The depth at which they were recovered would indicate they are ancient artifacts, but the level of technology is amazing.  I inspect them closer, and the technology is well in advance of our current levels of technology.

I ask Faraday how they can be so old, yet still be so advanced, and he avoids my question.  He then returns the high tech artifacts to where they were found and buries them again.  I realize Faraday is aware of some sort of time anomaly, and is literally trying to cover it up.

A textbook left side dream.



Fragment:  Ivain's Return
I show up at work in the morning, and as I'm waiting to get my job for the day, Ivain shows up.  I'm surprised to see him back at work, and feel uncomfortable as to how things are going to unfold now that he's returned.  I was expecting him to be angry at me, but he's acting sheepish because of his extended disappearance.

I was actually worried he was going to show up at work today after recalling that fragment.  But he didn't.



This dream just came back to me as I was watching some videos on sacred geometry. 

Nap Fragment:  Lost Marbles
I walk outside and notice a pale, clear blue marble on the ground.  I pick it up and notice a few more scattered around.  I figure I can use them to make some sacred geometry constructs, so I busy myself with picking them.  As I collect them, I notice smaller marbles, just tiny blue glass beads, and I collect those ones as well.  Now I begin to find even smaller ones, barely bigger than a grain of sand.  I amass a good handful of these marbles.

I had the urge to look up some sacred geometry videos today.  Now I can't help but wonder if the reason I decided to watch those videos was because of the dream I had.

[Gays at Granny's]

Sat, June 14, 2008
Gays at Granny's
    Clarity: 5/10
   Importance: 2/10
   Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm at my grandmothers feeling cooped up and and anxious to leave.  I get up from the living room where my family is gathered and take a walk around the house.  In the halls ways, I come across a couple of guys having gay sex.  A little annoyed, I leave them and stumble across more guys having gay sex.

I wonder what the hell is going on in here, then look into the living room and see a gay character from some british sketch comedy show I sometimes watch.  I figure they're just his friends.  I turn my back on the guys doing it, storm back into the living room, and announce angrily "I'm leaving.  I'm tired of looking at cock".  I was actually just using that as an excuse because I wanted to leave anyways.

Was supposed to have a family trip to my grandmother's this weekend, and really didn't feel like going.  Luckily it was canceled.

Hyper dimensional Alloy
    Clarity: 7/10
   Importance: 6/10
   Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Left Side

I'm looking at pile silver slag metal, and I can see that it's emitting an invisible energy in rays.  This energy is a portal into a parallel world, and when you look into these energy rays, you can see into the parallel world.  You can also pass through it.   The parallel world is so close to ours that our two worlds fit together almost seamlessly.  The only reason I can notice it is because I'm attuned to the glow of this energy field.

Once I realize what it is that this metal is doing, I ask a nearby worker what they use this for.  "Everything" he tells me as he indicates the town with a sweep of his arm.

I look into town and see rays of this energy coming off everything.  Power and phone lines, fire hydrants, people's cars, buildings.  Most of the energy rays being emitted from the town are small and thin, determined by the size and shape of what the metal was used for.  The phone lines gave off two rows of very long thin energy rays, but some intersected high in the air, opening doorways.  There weren't many fully formed portals, and most were in odd places where people weren't likely to encounter them, like in mid air.  But there was still enough of this dimensional ray energy going on at street level to cause problems here and there.

I walk into town watching how these energy rifts affect the people.  Eventually I go exploring into the rifts, not all of which lead back to my reality, and I end up getting lost in parallel dimensions.

[Speed Traps]

I get the impression I've been forgetting dreams about UFO or strange stuff happening in the sky for a couple of weeks now.  I just keep remembering older ones that were similar when I wake.

Speed Traps
    Clarity: 7/10
   Importance: 6/10
   Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Right Side

I'm at my parents house, and on the kitchen table is a mountain of plastic margarine containers filled with cookies.  My mother encourages me to take some, telling me they don't eat stuff like that anymore. 

My parents and I get into the car, and we start driving with me at the wheel.  As I drive, the car begins to get pulled forward, accelerating wildly.  Luckily there is no traffic in the way and the road ahead is straight, so I don't hit anything.  I manage to break free of the acceleration's pull,   and after worrying for a moment that something might be wrong with the car, I shrug it off.

Still driving along, when that strange acceleration happens a second time, only much stronger.  This time it feels like we're launching in a space shuttle, and the G-force is intense.  There is other traffic in the way this time, but I'm able to avoid it by steering like a madman.  One sharp turn in particulars seems to take me out of the pull of the acceleration, and it kind of feels like that acceleration was only happening in a narrow corridor.

Driving along more carefully now, it happens a third time.  It definitely feels like I got up in some sort of current of acceleration, like a strong river,  and I try to turn at an intersection to pull out of it.  The car turns sideways, but it's still being pulled along in the acceleration stream, going faster and faster.  The car then spins around backwards. 

We're moving too fast to go backwards and not be able to see so I spin the car around, which is easy to do using the pull of the acceleration.  As soon as we're facing straight ahead once again, we jump forward at warp speeds.  Everything is flying at me so fast and the feeling of movement is so intense it feels like my head is going to explode, and I wake up.

[Fragment: Strength Blanket Stealer]

Fragment:  Strength Blanket Stealer
I'm laying in bed when I feel the thing under my bed begin to pull at my blankets from the foot of my bed.  I immediately grab the blankets and begin to pull back.  But the Blanket stealer is too strong this time, and it pulls me right off my bed and onto the floor.  Still holding onto the blankets, I'm pulled right under the bed.  It pulls me in a circle before I finally let go and look for the creature, but I don't see anything.

Almost lost that one to false awakening notes, which were hard to take down.  Luckily I realized I was dreaming and woke myself up.

My previous Blanket Stealer dream is here:  http://www.dreamviews.com/community/showpost.php?p=762594&postcount=1037



Fragment:  Lucid Lovin'
I'm in a warehouse filled with large metal shipping containers, so many of them, there is barely room to move.  I become lucid and see a girl I want to have sex with, but there is just no room.  So I grab the edge of one of the metal shipping containers, and give it a shove with my hand.  The container I pushed pushes the other ones behind it right through the wall, not breaking it, just passing through it.  I now have plenty of room to get busy.

["Box slap for girl, pants malfunction"]

Don't you hate it when you look over the notes from your dreams and they don't make any sense?  I woke up to find this written in my DJ:  "Box slap for girl, pants malfunction".  Have no idea what that means, but I think it was my pants that were malfunctioning.  And what is a box slap?


Fragment:  Damn you PJ!!!
I'm checking out my online DJ on MortalMist, when I notice my latest entry has been deleted!  There is a reply from PJ telling me my entry was too short to be considered a fragment, so he removed it and adjusted my dream count to reflect the change. 

I'm royally pissed off at this, so mad I can't even move.   

Lol, I know PJ wouldn't do that to me.


Fragment:  Gourds
My brother and I are in a grocery store, each pushing a shopping cart.  In the top basket of the carts, we each have a brown gourd that is alternatively growing larger, then disappearing, then growing larger again.  We somehow end up in a swamp, and our gourds have turned to stone.

Par-Tay!
    Clarity: 4/10
   Importance: 3/10
   Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Unknown

-I'm at my parents house when Fitz drops by and tells me he's having a party.  I think that's cool of him to drop by and invite me like that.

-I'm riding along with my parents and my brother, when we pass a house with people lined up at the front door to get into a house party.  I see Andre standing there, and when he sees me, he gives me a look that says come join them.  The whole gang is there with him, Chunk, Muldoon, Clouthier, Seabert, and Berrigan.

My parents drive right by the party, and I tell them to drop me off.  Then I think to check what I'm wearing, expecting to find my filthy work clothes.  But I'm wearing clean jeans and a white T-shirt.  Satisfied I'm presentable, I tell my parents to turn around and take me back to the party

[Trevor the Torchling]

Trevor the Torchling
    Clarity: 5/10
   Importance: 1/10
   Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Unknown

There is a man trying to set his wife up on a date with a very powerful and influential man.  He seem very anxious to make her happy and has found what he thinks is the perfect man for her.  In walks the man, and he looks like the dark Torchling (Image above). 

The Torchling stumbles over his own feet and falls backwards.  The fall knocks off the top of his costume, exposing a human face underneath.  I go to help the guy up and see it's Trevor from the Trailer Park Boys.  He still has what looks like a pilots breathing mask covering his mouth an nose.

Trevor begins to apologize profusely, and reaches to take off the mask.  Thinking that she less the woman sees of his goofy face the better, I tell him to leave it on.  I can hardly believe how badly he's fucking this up.  I set him back on his feet and hope he can salvage the illusion of a very powerful person.

Lol, in the Trailer Park Boys, Cory and Trevor always fuck everything up.

I don't really play Magic anymore, but I do keep up to date on the status of the game client, which has to be the worst piece of software ever released.  It actually makes windows look good.

[Work Tensions Surface]

Work Tensions Surface
    Clarity: 6/10
   Importance: 8/10
   Sleep: Great
Sleep Position: Right

I'm woken up in bed in my grandmother's basement by the sound of a window breaking.  I sit up in bed and listen.  It sounds like someone is breaking in!

I jump out of bed and hear the voice of my work partner Ivain telling his brother Gil to start grabbing stuff, and then something about getting me.  I wonder what I did to piss him off so badly, because it sounds like he's gone completely crazy.

I run out of the room in the dark and grab the first thing I can find to use as a weapon.  Armed and ready, I look around, but don't see anything.  I hear noise coming from the stairs, and run towards them.

As I reach the stairs, I see someone's legs coming down and I ready myself for a fight.  Down walks a ninja woman armed to the teeth.  She's holding a sword that makes my weapon (a table leg or something) feel inadequate.  I wait for her to make a move, but instead she says Hi and asks me what's going on.

I tell the ninja woman someone has broken into my grandmother's at work, and she offers to help my look for them.  We head upstairs to look around.

There is a bit of friction at work between myself and the guy I work with.  He doesn't want to work, and as a result I'm losing hours.

Chicks with swords rock!

Long Weekend Anticipation
    Clarity: 6/10
   Importance: 7/10
   Sleep: Great
Sleep Position: Unknown

My friends and I are all in a boat, cruising down the Ottawa river.  We pull up to Fort William, and the place is practically deserted.  There are only two people on the beach.  I think it's a shame this place has gone to hell and closed down.

We reach the beach and get out.  To our left is the main building, which is ridiculously long.  I haven't visited this place in RL in a long time, and by now it always looks more like the dream version than the real one.

A new feature on the beach is a small strip mall just a few feet from the water's edge.  It's filled by about 6 different bars, all in a row.  My gang heads towards the bars and we walk into the first one on the corner.

It's the Canada day long weekend, so it's only appropriate I would dream about Fort William.  I've enjoyed many long weekend beach parties there.

[Corey and Trevor, and the Shit Shadow]

Sat, June 28, 2008
Corey and Trevor, and the Shit Shadow
   Clarity: 1/10
   Importance: 6/10
   Sleep: Great
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm experiencing a dream version of OBE, and I come across Corey and Trevor from the Trailer Park Boys.  They are being kept under guard, and have some sort of dark shadow feces spreading over their bodies.  I try to help them out of their predicament, but as usual, the manage to fuck things up an alert the guard.

The guard intervenes, and I become tainted with the creeping shit shadow.  Now I'm pissed off at Corey and Trevor.   Never mind trying to help them, I'm now trying to get them.

As I come at them in my OBE state, they defend themselves with black zombie magic.  Things become hectic here the zombie elements quickly get out of control.

I think I'm starting to see a pattern to my more recent Zombie/Werewolf/Vampire dreams.  They always seem to show up in response to me becoming angry.  In that regard it would make sense that they represent aspects of myself.

[Party all Night]

Party all Night
   Clarity: 8/10
   Importance: 4/10
   Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Right Side (Left Brain)

-I park my father's car in the driveway.  When I get out, I notice that the car seems to be sitting lopsided, like there is a wheel missing.  Part of dream from earlier in the night that came back to influence this one.

-I've spent the night with a girl of questionable attractiveness (ok, she was downright skanky) in a hotel, partying and doing it all night long.  Now it's the next morning and we're both exhausted.  We desperately need to spend the day sleeping.

Sober now, I just want to get out of here and get some sleep, so I leave and walk to my parent's house.  I'm totally beat and my legs are so sore and stiff that I can barely put one foot in front of the other.

 I make it home and see there are two cars in the driveway, parked beside each other.  One is green, and the other is my father's car.  My father's car is parked weird, the front right up against the fence and crooked, like a drunk parked it.  It doesn't look good for me since I'm the one who parked it there.

I take a closer look at my father's car, and again it looks lopsided.  One of the back tires is missing, with a bunch of smashed up car parts underneath the missing wheel.  I walk around the car looking for damage.  The front right wheel is larger and of a different kind than the others, and I know I didn't do that.  I walk around to where the missing tire was, but there is now a tire there, and the pile of smashed car bits is gone now as well.

Since the car seems OK, I figure it's safe to go inside.  I open the door, walk in, and see my parents in the kitchen.  My mother takes one look at the shape I'm in and says to my father, laughing "OMG, look at your son."

My legs have given out and I lean back against the wall.  My father was in the midst of putting something in the microwave, and he looks over at me with a sour look on his face.  I can't tell if he's upset because it looks like I was driving his car drunk, or if he's just being his usual miserable self.

A World of Energy
   Clarity: 6/10
   Importance: 7/10
   Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Left Side (Right Brain)

My body changes from physical to an energy form.  I observe my energy body and how it interacts with other objects around me.  The remainder of the physical world around me is still in solid physical form, but as I focus on my energy body, other objects around me take on their energy form.

Now I see a strange mix of glowing energy and physical objects.  I concentrate on changing the remaining physical elements into their energy form, and it works.  As I move around, there are physical objects blocking my path, but when I visualize them as energy, I'm able to pass right through them.

Once I've converted everything to it's energy form, I can see how everything kind of blends into each other.  There are energy transfers between seemingly unrelated things, although I can no longer tell what those things are.

I move around some more and encounter barriers, like energy ropes that I can't cross.

I sure seem to be having a lot of energy seeing dreams lately.

My Gay Room Mate
   Clarity: 4/10
   Importance: 4/10
   Sleep: Great
Sleep Position: Right Side (Left Brain)

I'm sharing an apartment with some gay chinese guy who seems to think I'm his boyfriend.  I play along, but every time he wants to have sex of get close to me, I make up some lame excuse.  At one point he comes up and says he just wants to hold me for an hour, and for some reason that creeps me out even more than him wanting to have gay sex with me.  I tell him I have a headache and need to lie down by myself for awhile.

These two girls show up who I'm attracted to, which creates an odd situation.  I'm trying to hit on them without letting my room mate know I'm into women.  But I'm also trying to hide the fact that I'm after those girls from my gay room mate.

The girls go up the the window next to my bed and watch the rain.  I join them at the window trying to get close.  As we watch the rain, the chinese guy says something really gay that implicates me as his lover, and I feel really embarrassed.  The make a weird "Ewwww..." face as they look at each other.

The gayness likely comes from watching the trailer park boys, which they've started to play every night.  Lots of gay jokes in that.

As for the rain watching, I was visiting my niece who is only a year and a half, and she was fascinated with the rain.  I stood by the door watching the rain with her yesterday.

[F=2 S=3 RC=4]

Re:  A Theory and a Study: F=2  S=3  RC=4

I would have put the importance higher since it touches into some very old issues.

You're right.  I had completely forgotten how much that would upset me.  I always felt singled out, like my english teacher was picking on me.  Maybe it was because he went to school with my uncles and they fed him Ex-Lax.  It's interesting that that memory surfaced in relation to the woman telling me to be quiet.  It seems emotionally charged memories are the first ones to come through. 

In light of that, I can see how Castaneda's recapitulation technique could be useful.  The purpose of recapitulation is to revisit old memories and recover the energy and attachments invested in those memories.

It must be very annoying when you're doing your job and other people complain about the noise that comes with it. I mean: you are in the noise every day! They only have to bear with it for several days... Maybe you can keep a few spare earplugs in your pocket and hand them to those people if they complain again

It's not so annoying, I'm used to it.  Plus those people do have a valid point.  In that particular case, she mentioned she had someone visiting who was jet lagged from an overnight flight, and they were trying to sleep.    But earplugs wouldn't have helped, she wanted to be a thorn in our sides, and she probably would have thrown them back at me!




Fragment:  Egress
Gary, Heidi and I are leaving the Bluesfest after the last show, walking amongst a sea of people.  Our pace is slow, as Heidi has MS, and we have to take several breaks where we set up our chairs and rest a bit before continuing on.

This dream was pretty much an exact recreation of last night, except it was our walk into the concert that was slow with several rests.  We made good time on the way out.

Used and Abused
   Clarity: 7/10
   Importance: 2/10
   Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Right Side (Left Brain)

I'm walking to our parked car with my girlfriend at a truck stop restaurant, when I spot Mandy standing on small grassy hill.  Surprised to see someone from my home town here, I walk up and say hello.  She seems really pissed off at me for some reason, and I ask her "What gives?"

"You used me and abandoned me!" she yells in an accusing tone.  I can't recall ever having done that, and this accusation is making me look bad in front of my girlfriend, so I ask her what she's talking about.

She tells me I drove her into the city and left her there.  I still don't remember doing that, so I ask her when, and she brings up a party we were at.  I suddenly remember the party, we had a good time hanging out together, but nothing sexual happened.  The morning after the party, I was driving into the city, and Mandy needed a ride, so I gave her a lift.  I can remember the drive down clearly.  We talked, laughed and generally had a good time.  But I can't remember where I dropped her off.  I had assumed she just needed a ride down, she had never mentioned anything about needing a ride back.

I feel bad that she's so angry with me, and try to clear up this misunderstanding, but she's adamant that I screwed her over.  It's not easy to argue my case with absolutely no memory of the event in question, and I wrack my brain trying to remember where it was I dropped her off.  I wonder if it's because she liked me and I didn't realize it.

[F=0 S=0 RC=0]

Re:  A Theory and a Study:  F=0  S=0  RC=0

Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Dear old Dad
   Clarity: 5/10
   Importance: 6/10
   Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm in my parents house when I notice a pool of water spreading out of the bathroom.  I look around for something to clean it up with and find a mop.  Once I get back to puddle, I see the floors of the adjoining room are covered with a thick layer of dust, as if they were freshly sanded and polished.  My mop suddenly seems inadequate to deal with this mess.

My brother shows up out of nowhere, and grabs another mop.  Mop in hand, he begins to run up and down the length of the floor, sweeping up the dust.  I appreciate his helping.

As I watch my brother work the mop through the dust, I hear the voice of my father bitching and yelling at us from another room.  Having no patience for him when he gets like that (my mother says we're very much alike), I yell back at him that he'd better keep his mouth shut unless shit kicking. 

My yelling enrages him further, and I hear him yell "That it!  I'm taking you back NOW!!!", to which I reply "That's fine by me!!!".  I throw down my mop in disgust.  I was going to help with the mess, but if he wants to be like that, the fucker can clean it up himself.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Old Whore
   Clarity: 6/10
   Importance: 4/10
   Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm at a party at my uncle Bob's house, and several of other hippie uncles are there as well.  My uncle Dennis comes up to me with some old drunk chick hanging off him, and he pawns her off on me.

The woman puts her arm around me, partly to show her interest, and partly to keep herself from falling down in her inebreated state.  Taking this woman with me seemed like a good idea at the time, but now I'm beginning to feel self conscious having such an older woman hanging off me.

I run into my uncle Gerald, who in this dream looks like Gerry Garcia.  I pawn off my drunk chick on him, and he seems thrilled about it.  I watch them walk downstairs, arms around each other, then head to the kitchen to get a beer from the fridge.

The kitchen is so tightly packed with people, I can't even get across the room to reach the fridge.  I notice several of the people in the room are drinking my brand of beer, and I worry that everyone drank all my beer.  That upsets me for a moment, then I figure "Oh well..."  I'll just drink whatever is in the fridge. 

[Carnage]

Re:  A Theory and a Study:  F=5  S=2  RC=5

Hmmm, all you had to do was think about your brother being a DC and he lost his energy.  I wonder if that is going to keep happening in your lucids.  That might be a bummer sometimes.

Not really.  Besides draining him, I also noticed how I charged him up.  Being able to do either at will could come in handy, at least in my dreams.  I really don't know what to make of dreams like that. Am I seeing/doing something useful or is it simply a product of my mental fixations?  Either way, they're fun to dream about and that's good enough for me. 

Carnage
   Clarity: 9/10
   Importance: 4/10
   Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Right Side (Left Brain)

I'm walking down a street in my hometown right by my house at night.  All of a sudden, people begin to run around screaming in a panic, and I have no idea why.  There is a guy standing by a black truck ahead of me who is staring intently at something.  I look to see what he's looking at, and see Spiderman's alien alter ego Carnage squeezing it's self out of a small mailbox in front of my house.  It looks like the bulk of his legs has been squeezed into it's head so it can pull it's legs through the small opening.  It's head looks like it's been blown up like a balloon, and it's oversized mouth and teeth are a frightening thing to behold.  I had actually considered fighting him before I got a good look at those teeth.

Carnage gets out of the mailbox and immediately begins to rip people apart in a manner befitting his name.  The guy by the truck tells me to run for it as he takes off on foot down the street.  I run in between the two houses nearest me.

As I run between the houses and approach the back yard, I spot a dark figure crouched down in the shadows ahead of me.  I can't make out much of him in the dark, but the one feature I can see are the big white eyes on his face mask.  The eyes and the pose he's in tells me it's Spiderman!

I tell Spiderman that Carnage is on a rampage and he has to stop him.  I a little surprised to hear Spidey tell me that he's hiding from Carnage, and that he's the one Carnage is really after.  He explains that Carnage is too powerful, and he's waiting for someone to bring him a device that he can use to defeat him.  It's a good excuse, but I can still hear the screams of people dying just down the street, and I can't beleive he's just hiding here.

Since Carnage is after Spiderman, I figure I should get as far away from Spidey as possible.  I cut through the back yards looking for a secure hiding spot, but don't see anything suitable.  The houses end and I come to something like a quarry with a labyrinth of bulldozed dirt.  Just as I take cover there, Spiderman swings in and tells me "Get out of here, this is my hiding spot!"

I can hardly beleive the nerve of this guy!  I take off running to get away from him, but no matter where I turn, there's Spiderman following along right behind me.  I can't lose him no matter how hard I try, and I finally scream at him "Get the hell away from me!"

[Torn Hinge]

A powerful DC.  I wonder if you will see him again.

Honestly, I think it was something other than a DC, otherwise I would have been able to influence him in some manner.  Plus he had his own control, and DCs just don't act like that.  I haven't a seen anything do that in my dreams since I challenged the Night Stalkers to come and get me.  If it was just a DC, then why aren't there more of them like that?  I'm pretty much obsessed with stuff like that, so the majority of my DCs should have that kind of power.  My dreams have a serious shortage of worthy advesaries.




The second lucid fragment was part of the first dream, I just can't recall the linking part.

Torn Hinge
   Clarity: 4/10
   Importance: 3/10
   Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm in my apartment, which has a steep slope, almost 45 degrees, from the front door to the balcony.  The logic of the thing doesn't seem right, and I try to figure out how that can be.  The apartment below me should be supporting my apartment, there is no way my apartment should sag like that.   Then I figure all the apartments below me must be on an angle as well.

The incline gets worse, and I'm in danger of falling right out the window, so I climb to my front door.  There I see my apartment is connected to the bottom of the door like a hinge, but this seam is slowly tearing from one side.  As I watch the tear gets worse, and my apartment begins to twist sideways in addition to the steep slope.  I go out into the hallway before my apartment falls off completely.

In the hallway are other residents of my floor.  Their door are all open, and I can see they have the same strained hinge connections from their doors to their apartments.  I talk with the people in the hall about it, then go back inside my crooked apartment.



Fragment: Soothing the Savage Beast

I'm lucid, and am forced to battle my brother.  We're in front of a trailer, looking in, and the inside of the trailer is slanted downwards away from the door at almost a 45 degree angle.  There is the outline of a star tetrahedron overlayed on the trailer, and I mentally grab my brother and throw him inside.  Then I begin to shake the trailer, tossing him around.  After a quick round of jostling, he comes out and no longer has the urge to attack me.

Next, all my high school class mates want to battle me, and I give them the same treatment two at a time.  I mentally hurl them in pairs into the slanted trailer with the star tetrahedron overlay, and shake them up, like I'm bouncing around chicken wings in a large bowl with BBQ sauce.  After a short round of shaking them up, they come out calm and normal.

[NASA Tech.]

Had lots of dreams or one long one in which I must have been lucid, practicing my control techniques.  It basically comes down to how I look at things.  I have two methods for looking at things so far, and I can't describe either of them.

NASA Tech.
   Clarity: 3/10
   Importance: 4/10
   Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

Me and two other students are rushing across the school parking lot so we can catch a space shuttle we're supposed to board.  Peggy tells me to run because we don't have much time, and I oblige her, but I doubt we're really in that much of a rush.  They couldn't have timed a space launch that badly.

We stop at some empty spots in the lot, then hear a loud roar from overhead.  Before we can even look up, a piece of crap rocket ship drops down onto the pavement with a clunk.  I look and see the bottom of the rocket is make of an old garbage can that got really dented in the landing. We're all shocked at how cheaply made this rocket looks.  It isn't even big enough to hold one of us, never mind all three.

The rocket turns into a gas pump/vending machine, with arms that come out trying to sell cans of pop with alien writing.  Peggy says something about what a piece of junk this is, and I say "At least we get to try space pop from the future.".  I am very disappointed that with all this future technology, this is what they put it to use for.

The rocket becomes bigger, and we climb aboard, with me at the top.  The rocket doesn't look like it seals up properly, before I have time to worry about it, we lift off.  My fears about the leaking atmosphere were unfounded.

[Crazy Ninja Woman]

Crazy Ninja Woman
   Clarity: 6/10
   Importance: 2/10
   Sleep: Super
Sleep Position: Right

I'm watching a psychotic ninja woman through my apartment window.  She's running around slaughtering people with various bladed weapons.  In a parking lot is standing a child of about 5, who is challenging the ninja woman, calling her over and egging him on.  The kid has a confidence to him, and I just know he can handle that ninja woman without any problems.  He has a trick up his sleeve or something.

As the ninja woman approaches the child, I realize I'm one of the few apartments that still has lights on this late at night.  I figure I had better shut them off before I attract attention to myself.  I do, and am now confident I can watch the fight without being seen.  I walk back to my balcony window, but before I can get there, the ninja woman and child come crashing through the curtains and glass into my living room, locked in combat.  The lights going off must have attracted their attention!

The ninja woman looks up, sees me, holds up a weapon with a golden handle, and grins at me like she's completely insane.  She attacks and I manage to defend myself, but I'm not making any progress offensively.  As we fight, the child calmly begins to set his plan into motion to deal with the ninja woman.  He seems completely unconcerned with her deadly antics.