Lucid Intent? No
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I can't remember much of this dream, just stuff I saw. I remember some part being outside. The sun is shining, and there are these pig creatures. They resemble domestic pigs, but they stand on two legs and are wearing white peasant clothes and appear to be doing domestic chores when I encounter them. They are fairly small creatures, being no more than three feet high. I am walking towards a house like structure that seems to be very like a tent. I am told that the Seven-Headed Fox lives here, and I am to guess that this creature was the leader here. I ask if she really has seven heads, and the flap of the tend opens to reveal a very dainty and pretty fox who similarly to the pigs stands on two feet, and wears clothing. She only has one head, but I have no doubt that more could spring from her neck any second. I can't remember anything else.
2) I remember being in some way unable to move much, and there is a woman right in my face. Her face is doughy, and plump, and she looks like she might be Chinese. She has a very wicked look on her face as she appears to be picking at my face with a pair of tweezers. I don't know what she's doing, or what she could be picking from my face. I imagine for a momment it must be whiskers, but that is absurd. It doesn't hurt, and is merely weird. I can't move my hands so I can't stop her. Suddenly she's holding a knife in her hand, and is suddenly cutting at only the left side of my face. I squirm around until I can finally move my hands, but it seems there is something between me and the woman, still, like a plastic barrier. I can't swat her away, and she continues to scrape off half my face, though it doesn't cause any pain. I can't remember anything else.
3) In another dream I am at first in front of a huge mural. I am looking up at the painting which appears to depict a court room scene. The judge is like a judge from those English movies where he wears a powdered wig. I think he looks stupid. The mural is painting in mostly red and black, and is really very impressive. As I stand there looking at it, somehow, and seemlessly, I seem to be looking at the same picture as if I could see the back of it, so now I was looking at the judge's postirior, and his robe is hiked up over his butt so I get a good view of his very wide ass and he appears to be wearing women's bloomers. It's really rather funny I think, but then I am back in front of the mural, and the mural become real. I seem to be in the court room, and more confusing than ever I seem to be two people at the same time. Not to sure anymore, I should have taken better notes, but in the dream I am a man, or two men, and the court drama is about my coming back to claim a woman as my daughter, as some how along the lines I have lost touch with her. One of me is interested in getting her back while the other me the woman's existance at all is a complete surprise. In any case I seem to be in some sort of trouble, but I am not frightened. I think the whole drama is a waste of time, but I endure all the same, or both me endure. It gets really difficult to describe around here.