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SANDWITCHLD:
My sister has a New Boyfriend, in the dream I'm sick but I don't appear sick. The new bf gave me a Tv and Laptop which is on my bed.
Eventually, I look at my hands I have really stubby fingers I become lucid then I'm in shock and alittle excitment. I try to do math but succeed which throws my lucidity off it was like 3+3=6 6+6=12 12+12=24 24+24=48
48+48...eh I didn't know it, but still throws my Lucidity off.
Timeskip, I'm at the Computer my dad hovering over my shoulder I start eating a sandwitch it was Honey Turkey with Swiss Cheese it was delish!

14.10.2014

Strange cart/running race (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was on a track and apparently I was on a race, but I had a hard time to control my cart and people was passing me. I focused on my driving and I realized I had a small cart:







I started to race and to cut on the turns until I started to pass several other racers, getting to the end in a pretty good position, but suddenly, my cart stopped working and there was sand undr me, so I decided to start running.

As I was running, some other guy started to pull my shirt back in order to slow me down. I found that to be very unfair and suddenly, I could not run as much as I wanted, I was going like in slow motion. This guy was passing me and I could not catch up. There was a huge bush ahead that was a blend of poison ivy and lavender. I figured that there would be a ton of bees and I would freak out and run faster, but as I got into it, even that I saw the bees I did not feel scared and I could not run, in fact, I was getting stuck out of the poison ivy for some reason. I ended up 5th on the race and I was pretty upset from the cheating from this guy, however, on the standings I was still at a better position than him.

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Day 8 SSILD - Did the cycles before I went to bed, I ended up having a FA around midnight. Was pretty weird, the feeling of waking up, and then waking up again. Also did some cycles around midnight and 3:30ish but just fell asleep shockingly fast.

Note: SSILD seems to be helping with my insomnia.

Note: Didn't put a great deal of effort into recalling my dreams this morning, I forgot 2 of them and most of the one that I do remember. They were all quite vivid and intensely long though.

Dream 1 - Cleaning
In a hall place, I can recall seeing people sitting at a desk writing stuff out. Then for some reason I was cleaning stuff in this room. I saw a few people from my geology class which is a dream sign for me.

Can't put as much effort into lucid dreaming sadly exams are taking up my focus for the next few weeks.

I spent a few minutes reading over my dreams from the past week, then went to bed at 10:50. I woke at 2:30.

The parking deck
I'm on the 6th floor of the parking deck at work. Another man is with me (I don't know if I knew him or not), and there are also a lot of Google+ people around (I wrote that in the middle of the night; I have no idea what it means now). The 7th (top) floor ends abruptly right above where we're standing. With the problems they've had in the past about getting heavy machinery onto the parking deck to change the sign on the back of the building, I don't know how they managed to remove half a floor safely. Now things have shifted: we're still on the 6th floor, but now it's just the two of us; and the 7th floor still ends right above us, while in front of us the 6th floor now also ends abruptly (though it's protected by a wrought-iron fence). I decide that the fence is too "girly(Huh?)," but that it'll serve its purpose well enough. We look over at building C and decide to try to demolish it. Now we've put something disk-shaped onto the ground and turned it on. It's vibrating like crazy, and if we can get it tuned to the right frequency then it'll vibrate the whole building down. My friend is the one tweaking the frequency, and he gets close. The building starts visibly shaking. I put one foot on the gizmo, holding it down against the ground with my weight. I'm getting tired quickly, and I hope the building gives out before I do. We seem to get just the right frequency for a moment, and all the windows twist in their frames. I'm pleased that we managed to achieve that much, but I'm disappointed it was all we could do.

Now I'm inside the library, one of the rooms with windows affected by our gizmo. The windows are still messed up, but people don't seem too bothered, and things are generally going on like normal. As I'm looking at everything, it dawns on me that there may have been video cameras on the parking deck, and that if there are then everyone already has a copy of it and will be looking for me. I try to think back to where we were in the deck, and I can visualize cameras about 10 feet from where we were standing. I start to panic a bit, but I get it under control. Now I'm back in the deck walking with someone. I've been able - so far, at least - to blend in with the other students and not get picked up for my involvement with the seismic gadget.

Now I'm in a car with a few other people my age. We're trying to get to ???. I'm following the GPS directions, but they don't make a lot of sense. I make a left but then realize I probably shouldn't have. I check my phone and see it's at half battery, and I realize I don't have any charger with me. We'll be in trouble if the battery dies. Now we're further down the road. Somehow we need to turn around and go back a bit to get my GPS - it's no longer in the car. I look for an opening to get into the left lane to get ready to turn around (there's a median in the middle of the road, so I have to wait to find a gap), but then I realize that the left lanes have train tracks running on them (like trolley tracks), and I'm not willing to ride on train tracks for any length of time. Further up, we find a place to pull a U turn that doesn't require being on the tracks for long.


After journalling, I used the bathroom and returned to bed at 2:45. My wife's alarm woke me at 6:30.


Flying back to the car
I'm with my family, returning from somewhere to the house in a nearby neighborhood where we parked our car. Somehow, we're traveling over some other neighborhoods to get there. We seem to be in a ballistic trajectory, since we're not in any kind of craft and have no control over our own flight. I'm not aware of any wind, only of movement over the ground. We're moving quickly, yet the houses below us seem to pass slowly, so we must be fairly high up. As we go, I point out different roof tile colors and patterns to my kids. Most of the houses seem to have dark gray roofs, so the kids have fun pointing out other colors. Most of the rest seem to be brown roofs, though there are a few that have mixed colors; the kids are always really excited to point out one of those. I also think it's interesting to look at the colors of the houses. Most are normal colors, but I see a few blues and greens and other odd colors. The kids don't seem to care about the siding colors, only showing an interest in the roofs.

Now we've landed. We're in a carport getting into our car. I'm standing near the door to the house. I have a remote control for the car and fiddle with it for a moment, turning the car's engine and stereo on and off.


An unusual day at work
I'm at work at the start of what's going to be an all-day meeting. We're all well dressed - I'm in a black suit. Now we're taking a break, and I'm in the break room with a couple of other people. They've had the meeting catered, so I grab one of the frozen omelets out of the freezer, put it on my plate, and microwave it. I decide to heat it most of the way through, then add a couple strips of bacon for the last few seconds so the omelet and the bacon will both be hot at the same time. Given how many people there are, I'm surprised at how little food there is. Someone says that Arby's is in the process of sending over more omelets. The woman who ordered the food describes her phone conversation with the woman at McDonald's. The McDonald's rep could tell that my coworker wasn't really going to order anything, that she was just calling to get prices to help her negotiate with the restaurant she actually wanted to order from, so she was working hard to change my coworkers mind to get her to order from McDonald's instead. My coworker said the McDonald's lady actually negotiated pretty well (not that she was going to budge), right up until she said something about "And just think of how much the children love our pancakes!". My coworker explains that she has children who love those pancakes and she always has a struggle with them when she tells them she's not buying them.

Now different people are in the break room with me. Something comes up about the guy at Arby's that the food was ordered from and how he has a thick German accent. I make a joke in poor taste, something about how the language sounds so harsh that no matter what they're actually saying, it always sounds like they're threatening you. The others with me don't appreciate it, so I apologize. I'm reminded of an old Simpsons clip in which Lisa asks a couple of Russian men for directions. The captions show that they're speaking very kindly to her, but their angry, shouted words and pounded fists cause her to run screaming in terror. I decide to find that clip and show it to these guys, thinking that maybe that'll help them lighten up.

Now I'm walking along outside the fence of "my company." It seems to be a big industrial complex. A female coworker is walking with me. We come across a skinny German guy trying to slip through a gap in the fence and ask him what he's doing. I point out that the main gates are just down the road and there's no reason for him to try to sneak in this way, but then I see that the main gates are closing as we speak. My petite coworker decides slipping through the fence is an interesting challenge and manages to do it without messing up her nice clothes (I was sure she'd rip something). The German guy follows her. I see security headed for them, so I run around through the main gate (which by now has started to open again). Even though I'm not wearing my security badge where it can be seen, the guards all know me for an employee. The ones doing normal guard duty ignore me, and the ones taking away the German and my coworker stop and listen when I explain what happened. The German is tossed back out, and my coworker is given a stern scolding.

Now I see the German man in his command center van looking at printed schematics and looking things up on his computer. I know now that the German was actually a saboteur trying to plant something inside our complex that he could trigger remotely. He pulls up info on both me and my coworker, and he visibly starts when he realizes who she is. It seems he'd started to fall for her in the couple of minutes he'd been around her, but now he finds out that she's the same woman he'd been sent to kill years ago. He failed back then, but he decides that he's not going to fail this time.


Prank gone wrong
As I'm driving along a five lane road, I see a couple of people sitting on a bench with a large teddy bear and decide to prank them by hooking the bear as I drive past to make them jump and have to hang on. Unfortunately, it turns out they're waiting for the bus and are asleep, so they can't hold on I end up holding the bear in my lap. Now I feel terrible and try to figure out how to return the bear. I'm stopped at a red light and consider just getting out and running over to them, but the light turns green. I look around for a driveway to pull into, but I can't see anything that would work. As I'm considering just pulling over to the side of the road and turning on my flashers, a middle-aged female bicyclist comes up to my window and starts scolding me for what I've done. I tell her that I'm already feeling terrible for doing it, that it went much farther than I'd intended, and ask her to return the bear for me. She agrees.


Augmented reality game
I'm with a few other guys in a room as part of some kind of augmented reality game. We're all well dressed and carrying various forms of weaponry. The room we're in is grayish and almost completely bare except for an unknown object right in the middle. As we're trying to figure out what it is, I remember my "gun" has a special ability that lets me "shoot" an object to identify it. My fellow players warn me that this gun seems very finicky and doesn't usually work. I shoot the object and, sure enough, nothing happens. I decide to try charging my gun before shooting, and this time a popup appears near the ceiling telling us about the object. I try a few more times, giving the gun a charge each time, and each time I get the popup (though the popup gives me different information each time). The other players are impressed.


Senile goddess
I see a group of people milling around in a large field. In front of them is a treeline broken by a fairly small gap, wide enough for three or four people to walk abreast. Beyond the gap is a brilliant, glowing field. An old goddess lives there, but she's so old that she's gone blind and senile. Her followers in the field still revere her and are sad at her condition.


Fragment: I'm with my old boss Dave and coworker Troy near a car in a small parking lot behind a building.

WILD technique to start dream 1.

10 Foot Tall Man in a Parking Lot
I saw a 10 foot man walking at a shopping mall parking lot. I floated over to him, looked him in the eyes, and asked who he was. His faced suddenly turned all black and wrinkled, with no facial features, then it turned back to normal. He didn't say anything back. He looked friendly enough, but he wasn't very chatty, so I floated back to the ground and walked away.

Vibrations happened here between dreams 1 and 2.

Visit with my Daughter
I was in a room, asking for my Daughter come. A girl walked in the room, I asked her name, and she said Clara (not my daughter). She left. Another girl came in the room, I asked her name, and she said Sara (not my daughter). A third girl came in the room, I asked her name, and she said Tara (not my daughter). Finally my daughter appeared in the room sitting on a staircase. I ran over to her to ask how's she doing? She looked sad, and said, "Why did you do that in your last dream?" I had now idea what she was talking about. I wanted to scoop her up and hug her. I woke up.

Jumping from a Bridge
I was in a large city walking a across a massive bridge. These kids were looking over the bridge railing and screaming. They were very upset because somebody had capsized their kayak and were drowning. The bridge was several hundred feet above the water, and the currents were fast and vicious. I looked over the edge, but I couldn't see anything. I said I will go and take a look. I stood up on the railing and then leapt. For a fleeting second I questioned my lucidity, because I wasn't flying yet. Just before I hit the water, I started to fly. I flew around the river, looking everywhere, but I still didn't see anything. I flew back up onto the bridge and told the kids there's nobody down there. I then asked the kids to all join hands, and we'll go flying together. One of the kids said, "Like Mary Poppins?", and I said, "Yes!". We joined hands and flew away. I woke up.

Flying Down a Beach
I was flying down a tropical beach. I wanted to cool off in waves, so I landed. I walked out into the surf, getting splashed by waist high waves. I could see the grains of sand washing out with each wave. The water was cool and refreshing. I leaned over and scooped up the sand. I felt the grains of sand in my hands. Clarity improved. I then flew off further down the beach to a building and then walked in.

Biting Dog with Red Eyes
I was holding this beautiful little dog, petting it, as I walked down a sidewalk. We walked past this big black dog with glowing red eyes. It was tied to a railing at someone’s front step. I put the little dog down and floated up to the big bad dog. I picked it up and hugged it, hoping it would not turn this into a nightmare. The hug caused it's eyes to stop glowing red. I put it back on the ground then petted it a few times. As I walked away, it leapt at me and bit onto my arm. The little bugger! It hurt a bit, but I ignored the pain, and continued to walk down the street. I didn’t want this dream to end. The dog hung from my arm for a short while, and eventually vanished.

Rubbing Lag Bolts to Improve Lucidity
I was standing beside a building, and my lucidity was fading fast. I looked around for something to rub in my hands. I saw these 3/8" lag bolts on the ground. I picked up one in each hand, and then rubbed them. The sharp edges of the threads made me very lucid. I dropped the bolts, then walked off to explore.

Ritual: This was my third experiment with the vibrating alarm. Again it was successful, though in a somewhat inexplicable way. I had intended to get lucid but slept from 1:00–6:20am, and realized when I woke it was too late for a proper WBTB. So I used the vibrating alarm, set to go off in 45m. It was 7:19am when I awoke again, so it must have triggered, but I never felt the vibration at all this time. I had an NLD I don't clearly recall, and then a DILD—in which I simply became aware that I was dreaming, with no particular RC or "aha!" moment. The lucidity was low-grade, though, in that I never remembered the tasks I had intended to work on.

DILD: I found myself in K&L in San Francisco. (This is a real wine store that I like, but the dream version had no physical resemblance to RL.) While browsing I noticed all the good food in the cases—fresh food, like slices of cake on plates, ready to be eaten—and reflected on how amazing the food culture is in SF that you can even get great fresh food in a wine shop. There was a tray with samples of wine, generous pours of about two ounces in full-size glasses, and another tray with samples of a variety of little cut bars and pastries. As I began eating and drinking, the impression dawned on me that I was dreaming, but I felt that I was not fully integrated. (This must have been dream logic; I was already deep in dream so there was no question of integration, but apparently what I was sensing was that I was not fully lucid.) I thought that using my senses would help, so I was focusing on the tastes and textures and even the sounds that occurred as I sampled the various confections. I wanted to find one that was more savory than sweet. A couple pieces were green in color, which seemed promising, but they turned out to be more dessert-like than I had hoped. I was amused to notice how I was behaving with dream protocols: if I didn't like a piece, I would just spit it out and leave it on the tray, an act that would be incredibly rude and disgusting in waking life!

I thought after I got better integrated I should go explore the dream—wasn't there something I was dreaming about earlier, a wilderness landscape, that it would be interesting to get back to? I recollected it only vaguely. But first I wanted to try each of the food samples. The very last one I tasted was savory after all, and had a kind of bi-layer construction with a spicy-savory mixture sitting on top of a nest of dried coconut strands—it was my favorite, and I wished I could get the recipe.

Nearby was a little display box full of pamphlets or maybe even CDs about nuns, and as I leafed through them I saw that they broached the question: do nuns wear their habits even when they are locked away together in their nunneries, or do they, like Muslim women, remove their head coverings when at home? I felt that in waking life I knew the answer but now I couldn't remember. I thought about it and considered that the tradition of nuns covering their head must be related to similar phenomena in related cultures and places, such as the way women have to cover their heads when attending a Russian Orthodox church service. I figured it probably did have ties to the tradition among conservative Islamic women to cover their heads. I concluded on this basis that nuns would indeed remove their wimples when alone among themselves. (In retrospect I'm pretty sure I wrong, but I can't say with absolute certainty. The only Christian nuns I've met don't wear habits at all!)

Earlier, when I had decided that I would go explore the dreamscape after I was done here, as if in direct response to my thoughts a horse had promptly cantered up outside the shop and stood there waiting for me. (If only my human DCs were so obliging!) Now that I was finished eating I went outside and prepared to ride away. The horse had been completed tacked up when he arrived—excessively so, I had thought, as he seemed to be carrying bedrolls and other long-distance gear—and when I mounted he had definitely been wearing a saddle because I distinctly braced my foot in the stirrup and held the pommel to get on. However, no sooner had I started riding away than I felt I was slipping around a bit and was surprised to discover that this was because I was riding bareback. Oh well, it will be good practice. I remembered how some people say that LDs can help you practice RL skills, and I figured that I could certainly use some practice improving my seat and position, so I decided to focus on that for a while and see if it paid off in this week's lesson.

I still felt we were in downtown San Francisco but everything felt old-timey. Even the cars looked like 1920s models. Fortunately there weren't many of them, because I was moving through the city at a canter. I realized how unrealistic this was: in RL I would hesitate to stress the horse's legs by cantering on hard paved streets, and I definitely would not cross intersections without stopping, like I was doing now, but since I knew I was dreaming I felt it would be okay. Crossing the street still felt dangerous as there were sometimes cars coming, but there weren't too many of them and they were going slow enough that we were able to dodge one another. I was cantering because that is the gait where I need the most improvement on my seat and position: I was focusing on trying to keep my legs long and heels down, with my core on, back straight and shoulders back.

We cantered right out of the city, though I was paying so much attention to my form that I didn't have much to spare for my surroundings. Just as in RL I noticed the tendency for my legs to creep up and my torso to lean forward at the canter, so I was trying to counter these bad habits and reinforce good ones. At some point I finally halted the horse, and I worked on trying to do that properly as well, keeping my seat deep and using my weight properly. The dream ended around this time, as though by halting the horse I halted the dream.

Non-Dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am at a fancy bar / restaurant with a few friends - I believe they are the guys from Workaholics. I am drinking wine for a while then switch to very cheap whiskey. Suddenly the place gets much more crowded and lively and it seems to be like a high school reunion or something. Throughout the dream I find that I am either really bad at talking to chicks or I just have no desire to do so.

Fragments from this dream:

- Ders from workaholics had invented an automatic lawn mower and was testing it out outside. It works really well but he has the settings coded wrong. It goes too far laterally during the turns and won't overlap the previous path. This leaves long lines of uncut grass. I go up to tell him how to correct it and he had morphed into my friend BW.

- There is a very long and steep gravel driveway outside. My friends and I slide down the entire thing on our feet.

- There are lots of older people and they are disgusted by our behavior.

- Two chicks are in a battle over who is hotter. We determined who is hotter by asking them to show us their raw steaks. The girl sitting up at the long table shows a very thick and bright red ribeye steak. The girl sitting down at the round table also shows a nice steak but I can't describe it in detail. The crowd unanimously votes for the girl with the ribeye. I was the first to declare her the winner. I had been mean to her earlier in the dream and she didn't like me but now she does.

- We are all signing a card towards the end of the night. It is massive with seemingly hundreds of notes / signatures. I can't think of what to write and my writing is very sloppy. I am also having difficulty gripping the pen. The card is taken away from me.

- My friend and I ask two chicks to join us in a dance competition. It turns out to be a mixture of dancing and golf.

Dream 2: The golfing continues on an actual course with different people. The first whole is a short, 115 yard par 3 with a huge lake between the tee box and the green. The first lady to hit is new to the game and very intimidated by the lake. She hits a low line drive that looks like it will carry the lake. She is very excited thinking that she did it. The ball does in fact carry the lake but hits the wall behind the green and bounces back into the lake. I am up next and I am trying to decide which club to hit. I pick the pitching wedge and then wake up.

I'm at a strategy meeting, impatient about it - I'm so tired of this cluster of timelines. Everyone here at this meeting is suspicious of each other, and convincing them to work together all over again every time I go through these events is getting really old. So I've stopped trying to juggle everyone's egos and am taking the lead here, and predictably, Astra winds up deciding to put me in my place. She mentally reaches into my head. I've been through so many timelines with her, though, I've learned to resist this, so I shove her right back out again. She's shocked. The rest of the room quietly clears out - no one wants to get involved in this. Everyone else has always been afraid of her. I hate that, the way they fear her. She puts up a pretense of being more mature than she really is, since she's possessed so many adults and seen so many of their memories, but she's still just a kid. I'm thinking, please let me find a way to keep her alive this time around.

Ive been having lucid dreams for many many years now, but just the other day I noticed someone mentioned moving the eyes rapidly in a dream to help prevent waking up. Well one issue I had alot is staring. By the way most of my lucid dreams I try to control involve girls, not necesarily sex, but girls in general, I always had issues of looking at them then the dream fades. Well not this time

In this dream it took place in an office, and there were alot of girls, I realized I was in control and decided I'd test out a few things this time and see what really works. So I'd grab a cute girl and simply start making out, no nudity or anything like that, just a nice make out session. Well in the past I'd wake up before long, but I closed my eyes and started moving them rapidly back and forth, and it worked. I was able to make out with that girl for several minutes (at least what felt like several minutes) Even taking it a bit farther than making out. Of course I did eventually wake up, but that's were things got interesting, soon as I woke up, I was able to pull myself right back into the same dream. No sure how I did that yet, usually i can't do that, but once in a while it happens, but usually the dream resets itself and i have to start over. But this time the dreams stayed the same, everything and everyone was right were I left of. So I tryed again, a different girl this time, same techniques, and it worked again, so this time I took things a bit farther, no full sex or anything but I went far by keeping her fully clothed. Full feelings and everything, body heat all that good stuf felt just like the real thing. And then got pulled back out again, yet able to go right back in again.

This time though the dream did reset itself and all the girls were gone. So I tryed another idea, I told myself everyone must just be on break and walked through the maze of desks to find the breakroom, sure enough there was about 6 or so girls sitting in there. So I proceeded over to them and decided to try new thing by giving one a foot massage, and go from there, but I looked up and an older lady started talking to me, but there was a cute girl sitting next to her, so I just moved over and started massaging her feet instead. I thought things might go again from there, but by that point I started going into full dream, and suddenly the trailer park boys showed up and there was a shootout and stuff then I woke up.

But it was an awesome experience having full control, and actually thinking and making decisions this time. I even tested out a theory I had that used to be a fear of mine. And that was wondering if my sleeping body is mimicing any of my dreaming bodies actions. When I pulled out of one of the dreams I focused on what I was doing as it faded and then focused on what my body was doing as I started to wake. My sleeping body wasn't mimicing anything at all, not even the kissing movements. So I guess I can finally put that worry to bed so to speak.

Thank you to anyone who reads this, I really wanted to share it as soon as I got up today. Hopefully i can get dreams like this more often.

So I woke up, wrote that long DJ entry about 'Chowderland' and went to class. I came back to my dorm and was so tired I must have passed out, because I woke up on my bed, and recalled a semi-lucid dream fragment.

Spoiler for For people who haven't watched soul eater (So basically everybody):

These are two of the main characters. Maka (The girl) and Soul (The boy) In the anime, there are people with powers to turn into weapons. Soul turns into a scythe and Maka, who is his meister (or weilder), uses him to hunt demons. They are trying to collect these souls to make Soul into a 'Death Scythe', a weapon that can be used by the grim reaper.

Anyways, I can't recall much. The characters are making their way through an urban area at night, and I think had some kind of battle. I don't really recall much of what happened, just a couple of vivid images.
One of the strange things I recall was that they did not look like anime characters, they actually looked like real people. They looked a little bit different than their designs on the show, too. Soul's hair was long and laid down on his head (Kind of like my avatar picture) There was a little bit of a spike in the front going over the headband though.
Maka looked different as well. Her skirt was longer and her hair was in one ponytail going down the back rather than the pigtails. Even though they looked a little strange as real people, I could definitely tell that they were the characters from the show.
...
They ended up defeating whatever they were fighting and getting a demon soul. (I know this can be confusing. They are trying to get souls and there is a character named Soul. I didn't write this anime, Ok?!) So Soul is holding the soul, and I recall it illuminating him in the night. Then Maka walked over. He might have eaten it like he does on the show.
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There was this weird part where the scenario repeated itself two or three times. I can recall the soul (that was normally just a small blue energy orb with a little flame coming off the top) had become humanoid. Soul was biting it and eating it in pieces.
Toward the end, Manei came into the dream and we were apparently a weapon and meister pair as well. I almost became lucid at this point. She was trying to turn into a weapon but couldn't figure out how.

Dream 1
I am at some club with a bunch of other people. One of my friends figures out the club has been taking advantage of him and they distract him while another person takes his stuff. (or they attack him?) We are then in a large room and there are a ton of people playing a game where you have to beat a person in one of three things. One choice was basketball, first to score. And every time I played a hoop would magically appear. I challenged people to basketball the most.

Dream 2
I am walking on a pathway going around a mountain with a few other people.

Dream - Lucid

I was with a group of people. The next day, we were going to Africa. I'm not sure what the purpose of the trip was. I was supposed to be careful in certain areas, however, so I didn't catch any diseases.

Then, the next day, I was in Africa with this group of people. We were by a desert area. I was trying to remember how I had gotten there. I "remembered" before the flight, but I was drawing a complete blank for the flight. I could not, for the life of me, remember being on the plane!

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I was in a classroom. I was sitting at a desk/table next to a guy. There were many students in the room. The teacher, a guy, was teaching. I had these workbooks, three I believe, and the teacher was telling us to do something with them, like go to a certain page or something. I was trying to follow the directions; I wanted to do well.

I then was driving up to my high school. It was morning. I looked at the front of it, and it looked like my elementary school, but it had my high school's name on it. I parked and started to walk in. I got almost to the door when I realized that I had forgotten my backpack. No matter, I'll just make it appear on my back. I tried to do that, and it made me realize that I was dreaming! I walked into the school and into a room. My brother was in there playing the piano I think? I don't know what we talked about, I can't recall, but I then wanted to make angel wings appear on my back. I looked at my brother and saw that he had these what looked like costume green fairy wings on his back. I concentrated on making the wings grow and then saw them coming off my back. They also looked like costume fairy wings, only white. Eh, I was close. My brother was then talking, but I couldn't hear anything at all; there was no sounds whatsoever, as if someone had hit the mute button on my dream. Everything then went black around me. I was not all the way out of the dream yet, however. I took off into the air, letting myself float like a leaf in the wind. The wind was blowing me around quite a bit, but I let it; I was going with the flow. I felt myself flying for a few seconds, and I then, unfortunately, woke up.

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I was working at Kohl's again. There was a newer girl working with me. She was telling me something, and I was talking back to her, telling her I had worked there for almost 3 years now. I then thought to myself how that didn't seem quite right. I briefly became lucid while looking at a shelf, and thought to myself I could either keep the lucidity or go on with the dream, but I lost it for some reason.

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I had another, very explicit lucid dream, and while I sometimes do a spoiler tag, this time, I really don't think I want to type it out. Sometimes, these dreams get too personal to share online. Sorry, guys.

I am at thie old health club that I used to go to as a child. I am swimming in the pool. For some reason, I notice that all of the drains in the bottom of the pool can be easily removed. I start picking them up, and putting them back to see how many of them are loose like this I plan on reporting this to the lifeguard or the pool maintenance crew later..
I then come across one in a very deep part of the pool. This one is the only one that is actually screwed down, but for some reason I end up unscrewing it with a dime or something. The lifegaurd came and asked me why I was unscrewing the drain cover. I told him it was because I was checking to see how many of them were broken, and I was going to tell the maintenance people later.
He told me to screw the drain back in and he would go tell the maintenance people, and that I wasn't in any trouble.

I recall some dream about my English class. The classroom is much nicer; we are all sitting at this big long table and there is this huge glass window that overlooks the college. We are discussing an essay project we are working on. (I can't remember if it was the same essay we were working on IWL.)
Many of the students are complaining that the essay project is way too hard. I am one of the few students to say that I actually thought it was easy. The funny part is while we are having this class discussion our professor is sitting at the and end of the long table, eating a pizza.
Our class discussion gets sidetracked when we notice that there is broccoli imbedded in the pizza.
"Is that a broccoli pizza?!" one of the students exclaims.
"Yes, it is. It's healthier than regular pizza!" the teacher replies.
"I've heard about those! I've always wanted to try one!" a third student says.
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The dream about the English class somehow tied into a dream about me transferring to another college. I was sitting in the back of my parents' van. They are talking on and on about how transferring to a different college doesn't mean that I have any less responsibility or anything.
This new college that I will be attending will be across the country, in the downtown area of a big city. I recall us arriving. The entire campus is built into one huge stone building.

More dream music while waking up. This time it was this really odd drum beat with a wizzy synth sound playing overtop

Chowderland
I've had dreams about this type of thing before, but this was the most in-depth one yet.
I had just purchased and installed this game on my computer called Chowderland. It was kind of like Garry's mod and The Sims put together. The game had a very open-ended simulation aspect and users were encouraged to use mods, cheats and other such things to produce these hilarious episodes.
I start up the game on my laptop, and wonder at how my laptop can even run this vastly powerful game. It starts up and I see 'Chowderland' on my screen in bright cartoony purple letters.
The game then loads your info from social media sites and makes your characters' life just like your life in real life. So it creates my character and then drops him into the world.
I actually wind up in a rather odd setting. I am in a clearing in the woods partially filled with a large meadow, and a dirt parking lot. There are no cars or anything, and it the weather is overcast. The first thing I decide to do is customize my character.
I open up the menu, and see all of this information such as how hungry he is and how much sleep I've had. All of the bars are full when you start out. I then open the customizations menu and begin changing things.
I want to make my character look like my dream-self rather than my waking life self. I think that later on I can meet other lucid dreamers in the game. I change the hair to a darker color and add the goggles. But I can't figure out how to make the bicolored eyes. I knew it was possible as I had 'remembered' seeing a video of another player doing it, So I just settled with both eyes being blue.
I then decide it would be really cool to make the game just like a lucid dream. I think about how it could be practice for when I lucid dream, so I decide to make NPCs for my two regular dream characters. I manage to create and add them with relative ease, and set them as 'followers' so they will always follow me around wherever I go in the game world.
At this point my dad came into the room and asked me why I had been on the computer for so long. I told him that I was playing this new game called 'Chowderland'. He then said that he wanted to join me, so he sat down on his computer and signed in to my world. I then noticed that there were about a dozen people in the world. All of them were my family members. It felt a little bit awkward having them in the world, so I decided to change the environment.
I opened up a list of environments. The first one I traveled to was an alpine mountain region with a lake.
...
I stayed at this region for some time, but cannot recall what I did here. I recall at the end, the Manei and Marcus NPCs had become tutorials and were trying to show me a survival aspect to the game, where you can turn off the cheats and play the game somewhat like Minecraft where you have to hunt for resources and build a shelter.
I then recall changing the environment to a tiny island with no trees, only beaches and then the center had a bunch of wildflowers.
I recall looking through a catologe of environments you could explore. There were literally hundreds of them. Some of them had special tags.
Shortly after, I changed the environment to the surface of Mars. I opened up the menu and decided to build something. I began building the steel structure of a house.
...
I recall exploring someone elses' world. The NPCs that I had created were nowhere to be found. For some reason the graphical quality of the game had gone down considerably. Their world was built in a jungle and had all of these huge white concrete buildings. There was a big ledge running through the middle of their base with a small ramp running up it. I was trying to get up the ramp but my character wouldn't respond properly and I kept on falling off of the ramp and losing health.

Somehow, Chowderland had become a kind of like a cooperative SimCity where each of your friends would manage a different aspect of your city.
The leader of the city wanted me to build an elevated rail system and had already researched the maximum level of elevated rail technology in the game. This gave you the power to build railways in all six directions; to the train could go right up the side of a building or straight down or something. Also, the rails could float and didn't need to be supported by anything.
This was probably a good thing because the city I was working on them with was HUGE. There were these massive skyscrapers on every block, with small narrow streets in-between.
I couldn't think what to do, so I began placing stations instead and figured I would find a way to connect them later. I found that immediately after placing a station, I already had 700 passengers waiting. This jumped to 1300. Then 2000. I started building to connect this to my main station that was a small building with a lot of space around it in an empty lot. But I got kicked off of the server for being too slow at building.

Well, I went to the concert in real life of this band I dream about a lot for some reason. I actually did stand outside for the soundcheck, like I dreamt, and my friends & I got to smoke a cigarette with them and chat with them a bit. Pretty cool. Nothing else came true though.

I dreamt after the concert that I was talking to the nicest one (he was so nice! the other guys weren't as nice) on Facebook chat, and he told me "well, it seems that you're becoming quite popular." Later on in the dream, I was with someone who was disguising themselves as my aunt who was trying to throw a bottle of drool she has collected from dead dogs onto me. I overcame her and sprayed her with the water hose. This is interesting because my childhood dogs who lived with her had recently passed away. I rarely have dreams with such symbolism.

Few nights ago, I dreamt that I was in the mall I dream about, playing a bass guitar and I got everyone singing along with me and cheering.

Last night, I had gotten arrested for smoking a joint. I was behind a bush, thinking I was hidden. I had to stay in jail for a week. This was a great opportunity to understand time in dreams, because I had lived through an entire day in this dream, and this rarely happens to me. It felt as long as an entire day. I ended up being able to hang out doing things and nobody made me stay in the jail. I went and got my nails done, which I never do, and the woman was completely confused and doing a terrible job.

Anyway, later on, I went to the store, and David Bowie had covered the band's song that I really like. I remember searching it on the internet on my cellphone to see if they had actually written the song, since artists used to do that a lot, play different versions of the same song. I don't even like David Bowie.

Interesting side note, I had two visions of fleeting images, and within four days, both of them appeared to me as scenes in two series I watch. One was slightly different, but the first one was nearly exactly the same. Very cool!

Also, I find it funny how the guy I dream about, when I met him, his personality was extremely similar. Very quiet and pensive. Total opposite of me. Lol.

I was in some sort of field, may have have been a rice field but ya never know. There was a river and a bridge, on one side there were a bunch of men. They were all colour coded either pink or blue. On the other side of the bridge there was a tree with children sitting around it. The men would come over and pick up the children and stab them, there was tonnes of blood and gore.. it was pretty fucked up. The colour of the man would determine where he would stab the child to kill it, if he was blue colour coded, he would stab them in the back and the pink would stab them in the neck. Once they were done killing them they would put a rope around their neck and hang them on the tree. By the end of the dream the tree was full of hanging children. I woke up.