1. Hah, I normally never remember my dreams but I just happened to have one recently that I was able to remember perfectly all day. In fact I still remember most of it now even though it happened about a week ago. I wrote it down, and since my notes are in Dutch I'll translate them. I thought it was freaking epic. Too bad I didn't have any control over what I was doing though. My notes are more or less chronological by the way, I hope you'll be able to make sense of what I wrote down, even though the dream itself doesn't of course, it's a dream after all:
- The dream starts with a view of some sort of stage. Some people are dancing there.
- I'm sitting at some sort of dining table. There's another dining table behind us, to the left, with some other people.
- the dining table I'm sitting at has been decorated with candles and there are glasses, bottles and dinner plates on it too. It's unclear whether there's any food on the plates or if we've already had some. I could swear we had already eaten, but no remnants of food remain.
- I'm not sitting by myself; there's a guy in front of me, with a women I don't remember at all next to him to his left I believe, and two women (one of 'em is at least 65+ years old, I don't remember the other one that well but I believe she wasn't too young either) are to my left.
- As I said, people were dancing on stage (and on the dance floor near the tables). They suddenly stopped dancing, because the music changed (I only KNOW that it changed, not what was playing or what started playing now). My granddad (he's actually 93 years old

) and my little brother kept on dancing really quickly though. The older women next to me remarks that people on the dance floor don't know how to do this dance.
- We're looking for a particular small cap that belongs to one of the (glass?) bottles on the table. I don't find the right bottle (!! weren't we looking for caps?

) right away since the table is littered with 'em.
-The guy in front of me is holding the right bottle.
- I'm suddenly seeing everything through that guy's perspective. Apparently, he's only got one eye. That..And he's not exactly human, but turns out to be an android!
- He scans the room and table for the cap that should fit the bottle he found. (I'm still viewing this through his eyes). Caps are flying all around the place while he analyses them. I eventually find the right cap, while still viewing everything from his perspective. "I" am holding it up in the air for everyone to see, even though I can't see myself, don't have arms, and am still viewing it all from the android's point of view. It doesn't really look like a cap though, nor does the bottle really look like a bottle. The 'cap' gets scanned, I return to my own point of view. Nobody seems to have moved.
- The 'cap' fits the 'bottle'. I have to admit that neither of these things ever really looked like caps or bottles to begin with. It's more like some sort of figurine, with the bottle being the body and the cap being it's..hat or helmet or something. The figurine (and helmet ) are made of metal or some other hard material. It has a lot of markings on it, inscriptions. It had an incredibly detailed face, but there's no way I would be able to draw it. I actually tried to make a picture of it in wordpad (using paint), well, this is as far as my artistic capabilities will ever take me I guess: http://yfrog.com/6hfigurinep ("dop" means cap). The rectangles on the left aren't as thick and tall as I'm drawing them here, they're supposed to be legs of some sort, I think.
- The figurine had some stripes on it, like pointers (hands? is that the translation?) on a clock . They had an equal amount of space between them, every space equaled 5 minutes.
- When the helmet was put on top of the figurine (it fit perfectly and went pretty far over it's 'head'), some blue light came out of the inscriptions. I couldn't read them even though they were perfectly visible.
- I now notice that something had been wrong with the time all along. After noticing that, I also notice that the pointers aren't in their correct position anymore. Even though the spaces in between the pointers are supposed to be worth 5 minutes, some of them are closer to eachother than others. It's like one "part" of time (5 minutes) will take longer than some of the other parts which are individually also supposed to be 5 minutes. Time is "compressed" or something. And...that is bad.
- I'm here because I'm needed to solve this threat somehow, together with the androids. (I now know that the woman next to the guy in front of me (the android) is also an android, but that the people sitting next to me are in fact normal humans).
- This dream seems to be a tiny part of a series of dreams. The entire 'series' is 7 dreams/parts large. I'm only an insignificant part in the bigger scheme of things.
Well. End of dream! I woke up thanks to my alarm, exhilarated even though it was early and had to go to college. I also had a MASSIVE headache but I didn't care, I was happy about having had this dream. Wonder what it all means. It felt like other people would've had this particular dream, or other parts of it as well.
Freud eat your heart out.
2. Not going to go into this one too far. I remember only two nightmares I have had, one of em was as a small kid in which I only felt absolute fear, even after I woke up, for hours on end. No idea what that fear was for. The other one wasn't that long ago, that was some really fucked up shit that I don't want to go into right now.
3. I don't think so.
4. Nope.