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09.09.2014

September 9th, 2014 Fragments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I traveled to some Alien planet where they were working on healing and upgrading me somehow.

I had a few addiitonal long dreams, but I was way to tired to write them down and I forgot them!

9/9/14
*Lucid nap or 3rd wbtb (one wbtb during night, one got up for about 30 minutes and ate one portion of oatmeal 8-8:30am, third one simply got up to use the restroom and straight back to bed quite sleepy! ~10am? led to DEILD or in dream DEILD)

~1115 350 wbtb very tired! Browse pictures on phone until semi awake but still exhausted but got to some interesting dreamlets before dozing off.

Held #hostage and I say that I need to get my asthma inhaler in my backpack but I plan to pull out my gun. #clever Woken by wife.

During the 3rd mini wbtb I repeated out loud "I'm dreaming" repeatedly maybe total of 40 reps with breath/breaks. I either had and in dream DEILD or I had a mini awakening and DEILD in which I thought I heard someone at the door downstairs and I decided to take it as HH's (and as I'm saying this into my dream journal there was a quite loud creek/pop at my bathtub and the goosebumps are apparent! I realize it is just normal settling of the house but it sure was louder than normal.) Anyway when I heard the sound in the dream that sounded like someone at the front door I took it as HH's and I just focused on going back to sleep. When I do, I get very strong vibrations and I knew I was entering a dream if not already in one. The first sensation was of someone coming behind me and rocking me around in the bed. Then I start lifting up off of the bed and I am happy for this, it feels fun and is further confirmation that I'm already dreaming. Then the third sensation is of me sliding backwards like on a roller coaster laying sideways like I think I am laying in bed actually at the time and just going and going and going backwards at a good pace. There's even the sound of a roller coaster and its wheels rolling along the tracks at high speed. This goes for what feels like a good minute and I think to myself well enough of that and I seem to be kind of floating in a bit of a foggy void. This is late late in the morning and I'm guessing that my dreaming mind doesn't have much left to offer up. I do start getting a vague image of a sexy woman and we start having sex floating in this void. At one point I turn her over and

Spoiler for X rated:

stick it in the other way.

It feels great but the image quality is still very poor. I turn her back over and decide I will experiment with an

Spoiler for X rated:

even larger penis and have some more fun. She keeps repeating "your huge **** is too big for my little *****" as she continues to pull me into her!

This feels even better then I get the sound of my bedroom door opening and then the feeling of someone grabbing both my feet and tugging on them once as if to say hey what are you doing still asleep. I get a strong urge to confirm whether or not this is actually happening and as I am apparently dreaming of myself rolling around in my bed and feeling like I'm completely naked I notice that I can't open my eyes. This makes me suspicious that I'm still dreaming and I sit up in bed (still in the dream) and I blindly growl like a crazy person having a bit of fun. I get the strong urge again to make sure that I'm still dreaming and I then force my eyes open to a view of my sleep mask actually now fully awake but eyes still wanting to close some more. If it were not for this strong urge to make sure someone was not inside my room I think I could've gone on dreaming some more but perhaps with weaker recall of all that happened before, who knows. I'm at the moment of transcribing this trying to decide if I should try again but it seems too late and probably a waste of waking life since the odds are very low. I have also become quite awake now transcribing all of this. I also feel that over-sleeping will cut into my dreaming tonight. Although the visuals left much to be desired, I am very happy that my presence in a lucid dream was back very strong as compared to my last several lucid dreams. I had a much stronger sense of self. Also, the sensations were very strong. With my day practices becoming rote again yesterday, I looked up and did exercise 4B from the open beta exercises and it drew some inspiration for me. The mechanics of this particular wake back to bed and DEILD are still unclear to me. 200


Quick notes on previous 3 LDs:

9/7/14 (September 7th)
"Consternation" 12 530

Time doesn't make sense=lucid. #timeInconsistent . Time was showing much earlier in day when it was just night. Bounce/float in house=fun. Peek out front. Go out back to 2 different neighbors. Maybe 3 minutes. Wake otherwise might have forgotten. Low recall. 199


9/6/14

Mom visiting soon IWL. In dream she brought my eldest cousin on her side and we had a long hug. I wanted my #Mom to give me #hug too but my cousin really seemed to miss me. Too much? Then she is accidentally brushing her hand against my junk? #dcBoldness Wait she keeps doing it. I ask her if this is a dream and then realize a DC could give me any answer true or not so need to RC but still hugging. Try float then glottal RC. The lucid was almost lost with glottal RC which confirmed I am dreaming. Though almost lost, it still felt very dreamy and I caught that it wasn't over and extended dream patiently waiting in void-like fuzziness/grayness imagining a beautiful blonde unfortunately got one that seemed to be based off another cousin but wasn't an exact match for her. Undressed her and had intercourse. FA recording dream. 198

Friend has an assistant named Wuellda? So and so said she would be here..wait no she told me that...what in a dream?..exactly! #dream thought of.


9/4/14
11? 230 I'm finally turned 21. A countdown clock or app confirms #tracking. I can finally get into that cool #club and will go tonight. No one can hold me back anymore. Gambling on a cards table game to get #money for something. This feels like it would be my son's dream as I recall no excitement when I turned 21. #casino

*440 experimenting on the edge of sleep zoom floating closer and closer to ceiling tiles (none above bed IWL) try to go back to #waterPark or anywhere. Earlier there was a fight in lazy river where floating with son. Before people #fall from water slides not following rules. Before I am #driving and getting directions from passenger to a 15 floor building, repeatedly asking is that it...no, I see it is just a water slide tower. FA caught: talk to wife from edge only air escaping sound #gasping and some hand movements. I think if I am more on the waking edge of sleep, she may get scared and may be thinking of scene from Intruders. 197

9/9/14

Last night bed midnight 5:30

Nap around 8 -11:30 tried to WILD but nothing : (

DR:

I'm at some place, with someone. Packing things to leave after stay. There is a man and a woman that live there. We are kinda escaping, but we don't want them to know that we know their secret. So they dont turn violent.

I'm telling everybody that we are going to the train station and they are ready to help us carry our bags. But then I realize my car is there and we could take it. They get mad "why did I want them to walk then"?

We are outside and I'm eating a dish from last night's episode of Master chef. The nicoise salad. Only instead of seared tuna, there is a big piece of bacon. I cut it with knife and it's so soft. I put it in my mouth and it tastes salty and yummy.

I just remembered last part:

There are 3-5 black blobs on the ground. Someone tells me that they do evolve into something scary and evil. I feel a change in atmosphere and a nightmare coming on. I'm thinking I wanna stay there and see that. As I think that, one starts to grow. Someone is warning me that it's gonna be really scary, like SUPER scary, coz it's gonna be like this evil body thrashing on the ground in freaky manner.

I'm thinking yeah, I'll be probably pissing my pants, but I also KNOW that I'll be standing my ground and it can't hurt me and I will prevail over it.

As soon as I think that, it evolves into a body thrashing on the ground, looking at me, all shiny black and evil, doing it's best to scare me. I'm scared, but I know I am stronger and I will win, no matter what.


Man, I just love my badass subC. My best pal.

I was in a psychiatric hospital laying with my online friend Jes. We were in love with each other. Later I realized I shouldnt have layed with her because it is a sin to act homosexuality. Then I got to an elevator and I chose down because I didn't want to get to the top of the building and jump off. It was heaven or hell though, I should have chose up. I got to the bottom and walked out and there was a man sitting at a desk. I asked him if he was Jesus. He said yes and i sat next to him, and i knew he was lying and that it was actually the devil and I was in hell. Then I was walking outside millions of people were walking and I saw my cousins Preston and Hannah. Then I did a sidekick because someone shoved me. Then 3 old men grabbed me and they were cannibals and they were eating me with white plastic spoons. I was praying to wake up, I was saying Jesus wake me up. I wasn't able to kick or defend myself in any way. The old men eating me was a metaphor for me being afraid of growing old, that I would be consumed by old age and be no longer strong and beautiful and able to do figure skating and gymnastics. I already died though so I won't grow old. Scary dream though. Lucid the whole time or most of the time.

I was flying and then I was standing in a field by two trees that were swaying violently with the wind. An old lady was standing next to me. I didn't tell her that it was a dream. She said isnt it beautiful and i said yes. I told her I had no place to stay and she told me I could stay with her. We walked for a while and then i was in an orchard. The old woman dissapeared and there were a lot of people there. Then I was in another field doing dream-ballet with a woman that i loved at the time. We danced and I enjoyed dancing and then I woke up.

.../The dreamscape corresponds to one of my university times, when I didn't know about inducing lucid dreams. I'm carrying all my stuff that I use to take with me going to work nowadays. I check that everything is in place. I'm waiting for my bus to come, getting bored, I go here and there waiting. I'm worried about my bag, I take care of it. I see a kid talking about his dreams, I want to ask him if he knows when he's dreaming but I don't find an opportunity to ask for it. I go upstairs of the building next to the bus stop. I see a lot of public transport from above, when I see my bus going away. I cannot get down fast enough. The whole place is getting empty, no more cars. I'm worried about it. I see the time in an analog clock , it shows 7:00 pm, when I see again it's 6:50. I remember the last bus comes until 9. I don't remember which one I have to take. I think I will recognize it when I see it. I see a couple of known buses. Not the one that I need. I go up and down the building. I see kids coming back from school/...

* I spent the whole dream doing that, waiting for my bus, worried about the thieves, alone. No RC, perhaps because in those times I didn't think much about it. I cannot believe it!

NLD: I was in large cavern with pools of water on either side of a land bridge and wanted to go fishing. I found a rock-lobster tail on the ground and since I didn't know where it had been or how old it was, I didn't want to eat it, but thought it might make useful bait for fishing. I baited my hook with a small piece of the lobster meat and cast the line. I wasn't sure how deep the water was but let the line sink naturally. I wasn't using a modern fishing rod, but the old-fashioned kind made of a single long bamboo cane with a simple length of cord attached to the tip.

Soon I got a bite, and from the degree to which the pole was bending, I knew it must be something big. I didn't want the pole to snap so I rapidly moved up to the end where the cord was tied and started drawing in the line directly, folding it around my elbows like rope as I was able to pull it in (it was a rather thick cord, closer to thin rope than the modern fishing line filament).

When I had drawn in enough cord to see my catch surface, I was startled to see the shape of a giant lizard breach the surface of the water. I momentarily wondered whether it was an alligator or a crocodile but couldn't remember how to tell the difference. Right after that I realized that the difference didn't matter—this thing was dangerous either way! I needed to cut the cord and quietly back away before it recognized me as an antagonist.

“What can I get for you?” the fat man asks me. He sounds bored when he says it, and doesn’t even make eye contact. The pale brown hair on his head is thinning and the way his butt is leaking out of his metal folding chair cannot be comfortable. I guess I really can’t blame him for not loving what he does, it must be exhausting catering to the whims of cheerleaders and football players on their way to practice every day. I’m new to the team, and this is my first cheerleading practice, but eying the ingredients spread out across the fold-up table in front of him, I figure he could easily make my favorite breakfast treat.”
“Um, I’d like a bacon scramble, if that’s alright?” I look at him questioningly, just to be sure my request isn’t too outrageous.
“Sure,” He shakes his head and chuckles, then begins reaching for the plate of bacon that’s set out on the table, “I can make you a scramble, no problem.”
The way he says it, condescendingly and a tad bitter, has me worried and my worry quickly turns to apprehension when he proceeds to toss several pieces of bacon into the bright red blender sitting on the table before him. I don’t know why I didn’t see this coming. It’s the only piece of kitchenware amongst all the food items there on the plastic surface. I guess I just didn’t expect the blender to be applicable given my order. My mistake.
Cheddar cheese, egg, bell pepper, potato, green onion, salt, and pepper all follow the bacon into the blender. I’m relieved, at least, that he got all the right stuff in there, but then he hits the “blend” button and my relief turns quickly back to apprehension, then to horror as everything is slowly ground to a pale, pink mush. Thirty seconds later he stops the blender, pours the well-blended contents into a large cup, drops in a pink bendy straw, and offers me my drink with a satisfied smirk.
“Uh, thanks,” I say, gingerly taking the cup from his chubby hand and moving away from the table so the next girl can get her “drink.”
Peering into the cup I use the bendy straw to push the thick substance around and grimace at its paste-like texture. It looks terrible, but everything in it is delicious so maybe… I take a small sip, hoping it won’t taste as horrible as it looks and find myself somewhat surprised that it tastes only half as bad.
I must have been wearing my disappointment on my face because one of my teammates comes up and rubs my shoulder reassuringly.
“Do you not like your drink?” She asks gently.
I give the pink paste another push with my bendy straw, “I don’t know why he felt the need to ‘blend’ everything—all he had to do was push ‘pulse’ a few times and it would have been fine.”

09-08-2014
Fragment
"Bladed Djinn"
Running through an array of back yards and hopping random fences, I was trying to get away from a creature that reminded me of the djinn from the movie Wishmaster. It could also shapeshift, and merge itself with the surroundings. It would frequently disappear into the earth and move within it, then it would morph sections of itself into blades, stabbing upward at my feet and legs as I scurried up and over the residential properties. It was like fighting an ugly version of the T-1000 from Terminator 2.



09-09-2014
"Totem Experiment #2"

(Another small success, this morning, though my quality of sleep has been less than great, and my recall is still suffering. I had been checking my totem, all throughout the day, yesterday. One of the last times checking it was when I was driving home from work at midnight, rolling it around in my hand and getting a feel for it while asserting that I was dreaming. I tried to levitate it in my hand, while willing it to point me toward my (as yet confidential) objective/destination. After going home and hanging out for a while, I went to bed, clutching my totem and setting my focus upon it.)

I was driving down the road at night, seemingly on the same highway by which I make my way to and from work. Holding onto my totem, I began to check my state and gradually came to suspect I was dreaming. To confirm this, I looked down at my totem and attempted to move it with my mind. It suddenly stood straight up in my palm, like a football standing on one end. I believe that I focused on either my hand or the object, to bring the dream into more clarity, but I'm not 100% sure.

As was the plan, I then willed the totem to lead me to my intended destination. The magnet/totem then flew forward, off of my hand, and went through the windshield (without impacting it). I then started to drive after it, following it down the highway toward wherever it was trying to lead me.

The next thing I remember, it was daytime, and I was standing on a high, grassy cliff with an unknown person. It is assumed that lucidity had already left me, but I can't really recall. The only thing I could see, beyond the green grass beneath our feet, was a bright, almost overwhelming, blue and white sky (I was actually looking at both of us from behind, in third-person). I can at least tell that this person was a friend, and we were having a conversation about something being "wrong" or "not working", although I don't remember what that particular thing was.

(In hindsight, I have to wonder if we were talking about the lucid dream experiment? I really don't know. I don't think I was lucid for this part, though, so it's hard to tell exactly what we were referring to.

09-04-2014
Fragment
"Flaked"
The main thing I remember is that I was hanging out with an attractive friend of mine and a male ‘friend’ of hers. They were getting increasingly close, to the point where I thought they had something going on, but it was all really ambiguous. Later, she had told me that he was "part gay" and that there was nothing between them. That night, she and I were hanging out. I was about to give her a back rub, which she said she was all down for, but she ended up talking herself out of it, which was irritating…



09-05-2014
Fragment One
"Robot with a Minigun"
There was a war going on, and we (humans) were on the run from heavily-armed, tank-like, killer robots. I was hiding out with someone, in a trailer or a small, elevated home, and one of the hunter robots were coming down the street, firing indiscriminate, large caliber machine-gun fire into every new trailer-thing it approached. When it eventually came to where we were trying to hide, my ally and I knew had to make a run for it. Bright flashes of tracer fire started ripping through the structure, and we charged through one of the walls, running across the dirt road and fleeing among the hail of bullets.


Fragment Two
"Backseat Zombie"
Zombie apocalypse. My family and I had to leave the house, getting in the car and peeling out of the driveway with zombies slowly lumbering after us. After a few moments of driving down the street, a zombie grabbed me from behind ( I was in the passenger seat), and began trying to bite my head and neck. I thought it might have been my mom's boyfriend, assuming he had been bitten earlier, and the last thing I remember is trying my hardest to fight him off.

Two dream fragments that may be a part of one large dream.

First part is all the people from my old job are in my neighbors basement, my old manager somehow lives there lol. I bring in food from another place and come meet and talk with them down there, it appears to have some weird setup, architecture in my dreams is always weird. It seems like a large room with the kitchen and living room and a lot of other things combined into one room, overall color scheme appears to be brown or murky white.

Second part is I am late to a class and I sit down near the back. The teacher passes out something how we need to fill in 6 lines for each lap we did at one point. Then he says something about running laps outside if we haven't completed it. So I start to walk outside and apparently its my house, I get to my basement and its a huge mess. So I start cleaning up so it looks less messy when other people inevitably come down to see it. I remember folding some blankets and putting some clothes away before I wake up.

Not a sausage again! I blame my wife she nudged me at 0655 saying 'Better get up and run the boy's bath'
Not an ideal awakening for recall, shes a wee monkey!

Dream - Lucid

I was doing laundry at the house I grew up in, but the washing machine was in the middle of a room. I just needed to wash a pair of blue jeans and two other things. The two other things were white. I wanted to use bleach for some reason. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. A middle-aged lady then came up to me and showed me what to do. The wash cycle started. I hoped that my pants wouldn't get bleached out. I pictured them being completely bleached out.

Then I was somewhere else, like an airport or a shopping mall, not sure which. I was sitting down somewhere at a high-top table, and this kid, a boy of about 9 or 10, came up to me and tried to plug something into my iPod. I took it away before he could. Wow, what a rude kid! Soon after, I discovered he was doing this to everyone. He was also telling some people he needed to charge his phone or iPod or something and that's why he needed to do it. In reality, he was trying to steal music and files off of people's devices. His mom was the middle-aged woman, and she had told him to do it. It was some kind of scheme.

Then, I was at home with Dallas, though the apartment looked way different. I saw that there were some kittens there. What?? How did those get there? They were tiny and adorable, as kittens tend to be. I bent down to pet them, asking Dallas where they came from. I don't remember his response. They all looked different. I named off all the different types there were. The only one I remember is the last one, though, which was a Russian Blue-looking cat.

The kittens also had cages. I saw them stacked in the bathroom. I think there were some in some of the cages as well. I then saw my cat, Belle, who hates everyone and everything (except me ). The mother cat, a fluffy, grayish cat, came up to Belle. I thought for sure they would fight, but Belle seemed to like her.

I then saw Dallas trying to give the kittens to the lady from before. He had some kittens in his hand that he was trying to pass over to her. Apparently, the kittens were hers and they had gotten away from her. I came up to them and held back Dallas's hand from giving her the kittens.
"No, you can't have them," I said, "I know what you were doing, you were trying to steal."
She seemed taken aback, but I did not let her have those kittens. Who knows what she was trying to scheme with them, poor little babies.

I then had all the kittens in the bathroom together. They were laying down in two lines. I counted them in twos. I came up with 12, but realized I missed two and got 14. 14 kittens! I was very surprised, since they were all from the same litter. That is a lot of kittens to be born to one cat at one time! I also had no idea how we were going to take care of these kittens. We were going to give them away anyway, but until then, I had no clue. I remember, at some point, making sure they had food and water. I saw the kibbles in a food dish, and the water in a white water bowl like the one I use IWL for my cat. I was using the food I give to Belle, my grown cat, because it's what we had. I said something to Dallas about how we needed to get kitten food.

Then, something about work, but it was at Kohl's. Then something about this video game-type thing where you were in some virtual reality world where your face was projected onto this weird robotic-looking, floating body. It was something that I had to do. I was there with many others, and we were at a long conference table for some meeting. My brother was there too, and so was the lady. I hoped the lady didn't see me. I floated to the other side of the table.

Then, I was talking to my friend Caitlin. She was telling me how her review went with our high school band director. She had gotten a 19 cent raise. We were in school still apparently, but were getting paid to be. It's hard to explain; it was weird. I pictured her in the office with him as he read off her review that determined how much of a raise she got. There was one thing that she said she got a lower score on. It was something about attending LSU, which she had no interest in doing so had made no effort to. She still got a "+5" out of a possible 15, so it didn't affect her too bad. I saw the +5 written in a blank spot to the left of the LSU question. I also saw her raise at the bottom of the page; she was now making $9 and some change. I was seeing it from the band director's POV.

~

I was walking home. I was walking downtown when it started to rain. It was slow at first. I could feel the drops very vividly. It then started to get steadier and a bit heavier. I was crossing the street.

Then, all the sudden I was home, though it didn't resemble our apartment at all. Dallas was laying on the couch. I noticed that we didn't have as many kittens. I said
"Dallas, did you give those kittens back to Blake and Sarah (my brother and his fiance')?" He didn't answer, so I knew he did. I was also referring to a different set of kittens; we still had the ones from the lady. I continued.
"Why???" I asked. Again, no answer. He was getting up from the couch.

~

I was at a gay dance club. I went in and bought a ticket at a ticket booth to go to the dance floor. It was still quite early, so no one was dancing yet. I went through the doorway beside the ticket booth anyway. This is what I always did when I went; I always got there early and was always the first to be on the dance floor. The lights were still on on the big dance floor. There was a stage in the front as well where the DJ was. I don't remember if there was music or not.

I then was going to leave for the night, just as it was starting to get busy. I walked out to where the booth was. I was now standing beside the booth, and felt the need to fart. I meant to keep it quiet, but it was super loud and gross. No one laughed, but a lady in the ticket booth asked if I was alright.
"I hope so," I replied.
I then went into the bathroom and into a stall. I don't think there was a door on the stall.

I then was at home in the bonus room, but it was at the house I grew up in. It was quite late at night, probably about 4am. Dallas was there and was still awake. He was on the computer. I saw a kitten run by that looked just like my cat, Belle. I pet her as she ran by. I thought about how she had Belle's personality. I then saw another cat that was slightly bigger, but also looked just like Belle. At first I thought it was her, but I saw her next to the cat that had just run by me and saw that they were relatively the same size, but, like I said, the other one was just a tad bigger. I pet that one too. That one also reminded me of Belle.

My phone then rang. I saw on the caller ID that it was Brittany, a butch lesbian that I hung out with at the club a lot (I don't know this person IWL). I was hesitant to answer, but picked up and started to talk to her. We talked for a bit, and then I had her talk to Dallas while I got ready for bed. I did some other things as well. I had hoped that maybe she would have hung up by now, but she hadn't, and Dallas gave the phone back to me. We talked a little bit more. I tried to steer the conversation to an end, but she kept talking. I really needed to get some sleep...

I then was in my room at the house I grew up in. I was standing by a chest of drawers with a TV on top of it. My bed was across from it, against the wall that it was against when I was in elementary/middle school. It was morning now, about 7am, and I still hadn't gone to bed. Laying in my bed who also hadn't slept yet was Brittany. I felt a little uncomfortable about sleeping next to her, especially since I was married, but I didn't think she'd try anything. I was talking to her about how tired I was going to be at work. She then said
"Crap."
"What?" I said.
"I left my thumb drive." She had left it at the club.
I don't remember my response. I doubted that it was still there unless someone had turned it in, but I think she doubted that as well.

I still hadn't gotten into bed. I was stalling. I thought about me sleeping next to her. I'm sure it would be fine, but I was still uncomfortable.

This dream was interrupted by a couple of DEILDs, though I suspect that one or more of then may have been a false awakening - difficult to tell with your eyes closed and a degree of lingering REM atonia!

I'm climbing/vaulting over a fence and notice that I'm playing with the physics and re-doing the manoeuvre a couple of times so I GET LUCID!

I look around at the environment and see that I'm in a sunny meadow with trees to the sides and a step wooded hillside ahead. I start exploring the woods, enjoying the vividness of the cool soil-scented air, the gentle background noises of birds and a breeze soughing through the trees, and the detailed undergrowth. The sun is filtering through the treetop canopy in cool dapples lifting the ambient light level to a pleasant clarity.

After a brief exploration of a few paths among the trees, I start heading back downhill, apparently by a different path because I come across some ramshackle buildings in the edges of the forest. I think about how it's a shame that these pretty and romantic buildings are going to waste, but then notice some evidence of restoration in progress, apparently somebody's planning to resuscitate them and make a home here, which pleases me.

I'm vaguely aware that I have lucid tasks to do that involve people, so I start looking for a more populated area, though I don't think much about the specifics of the tasks yet.

As I continue downhill, the buildings become a little denser and the path becomes a residential road. The general feel is very reminiscent of the outskirts of Shrewsbury where I grew up, or perhaps a nearby village. As I notice this similarity, I also notice that there are people around, also strolling in the same direction as me. I recognise a few of them as people I knew in Shrewsbury, though I can't remember their names. I engage one in conversation and tell them about how this place seems to be my subconscious generating a Shrewsbury-esque scene, built out of the kind of scenery typical of Shrewsbury but not layed out the same. As we have this conversation about how it's a dreamsign for me to be in Shrewsbury, especially when it's clearly not *actually* Shrewsbury, the scenery is slowly becoming more reminiscent of the suburbs rather than the outlying areas, and still clearly a random imitation. I hope that this conversation will help my subconscious to recognise dream like scenery more easily in future dreams.

I briefly DEILD (FA?) here so the next scene is a little disconnected from the previous, but I've thought a little more about my lucid dare. I also note that my bladder would like some attention but I decide that lucid dreaming takes priority for now.

I'm in a room that feels like Bluecoat school, surrounded by jubilee people and I look for a female who looks like she might object amusingly to flirtatious behaviour in order that I can be sleazy without my inner horndog bending the scenario into a predictable humpfest!

I see Jo and lean over to *flibble* her breasts. She looks surprised and a little taken aback but not properly outraged. She also doesn't look turned on, though, so one nil to will over subconscious!

I try to remember some more ways to be obnoxious. I wolf whistle and shout out "Hey, Jo! Looking sexy!" making sure everyone around notices and disapproves. She starts walking away so I run around to overtake her, jump onto a table, flip my nob out and wave it in her face. She's definitely not impressed and bites it hard. Apparently my subconscious finds this an unimaginable turn on as I start ejaculating a seemingly endless stream which I decide to direct into a nearby sink. Probably inspired by my recently acknowledged full bladder, this turns into a stream of wee.

Feeling nervous that all this fluid release might not be only in the dream world, I wake up, glad to discover that I'm not humping my pillow or wallowing in a puddle. I decide to visit the little boys' room.

I had a Semi-Lucid dream I knew I was dreaming, I did RC's and stuff tried to do lucid things...I told my family I was dreaming but they trick me so I goto Non-Lucid.