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I had a short lucid dream. I was in a kitchen and the time on the clock kept changing. I glanced at my hands and became lucid. I tried making butter and jam appear on bread. And then I commanded, "Make this delicious!". The bread oddly shrank and the butter and jam became peanut butter. Eventually, I went up a staircase, then woke up.

I didn't really sleep... so I didn't dream either

5.31.16

Went to bed around 7 pm since I didn't take a nap earlier and I was sleepy from my early shifts.

DR1
My friend and classmate Luba is visiting. We are eating a tons of candy. It looks like a small rubber band, being attached to a small pin. I taste one since we don't know if I'm gonna like it. First there is no taste, then it's a blue rasperry like those sour raspberry ribbons you can buy at candy shops at malls.

I go to fetch more and I eat a lot. I look at all the pins and I'm like "holy crap, that's a lot of pins, I better throw them away so she doesn't know I ate them all".

I go back to her and she is now changed into my boy cat. She looks exactly like him, laying on a side of a mattress, stretching lazily. I move the tray with candy closer to her and as she is sniffing it, candy changes into salami sandwitches.

DR2
I'm attending some world conference in Russia. We are given a bedroom with attached kitchen. We take the wrong bedroom thinking that it's the one directly next to our kitchen, but that one belongs to chinese delegation. Now we don't have a window, darn.

As I'm standing in line for meal, we take a tray, utensils and move up with the line. I notice that the utensils still have soapy water on them, since there is a lots of people there and they are in a rush to clean them, no time to dry.

I look infront of me and there is Luba, all smiling and we talk a bit.

30/5/16
Dream 1: I was in a city at night time, next to a park, where I had to balance on this ball and travel around and climb buildings. I had to be trained up to use this apparatus as I initially wasn't very good.

Dream 2: I was in a large theatre on the stage with a whole bunch of people preparing for Eurovision. There were tv people giving interviews, makeup and lighting people and a general hubbub.

Dream 3: I was doing a group project for university. We had to line up a number of cars in order behind a train carriage and attach them so the engine pulled them all. I also think there were some ladders involved.

Dream 4: I was introduced to age of empires 4 by my brother. It was set in industrial 1800's and featured a whole bunch of races from all different time periods, including Switzerland I think as well as the Vikings.

OK, so the dream started like this. I was at a Concert, it isn't clear which band, I Don't remember anything about the concert that much. But after, I was in this weird location with lots of mattresses and beautiful women, I looked into a window with these women having a dinner party, it then told me that this place was a special place for people to have sex with women.

After This, I was in my School Corridor for some reason, and, I realized, ''Wait a Minute, I'm Dreaming!'', and tried to run to my School Courtyard and Summon Down a Mech. But I don't think I've got the hang of it yet, I need more training, more reality checks, I need to try and make my dreams properly lucid. But it feels weird when you attempt it.


Any Tips?

Also, there's no category for Semi-Lucid,

I recall being at my home on the coast in our living room, I looked out the window and I could see the water of the ocean rised all the way to our front paddock, and I could also hear it very vividly aswell.
I ran almost immediately to spare as much time as possible. I ran outside and got on the motorbike as quick as I could. As I started going down the road, and I got to the motorcamp before the hill, for some reason I went in there. My friend used to live there once upon a time, and as I entered I faced him sitting by the fence. He probably began insulting me when he saw me, but I dont recall what he actually said. In the dream I stated this to him as I became lucid. "All You do is criticize everything I've done in my life, and the truth is I put up with it. But as I can see you, you too can see me. And that means you can see this is a dream," his face lit up "and that means we should save our quarrels for the real world." he turned around and began walking away and the dream ended.

We were driving and as I remember, we stopped to get something to eat at this dinner.
It was very casual at the beginning, as I walked into the dinner I saw that there were mushrooms growing at the door.
I went in to sit down, and I saw my mother walking in aswell. The waiter came up to me as if I had already ordered, saying something weird.
In my mind it had registered that I had already ordered, and as he walked away he began shouting something insane.
I cant remember what he was saying, but I remember looking at his face and seeing him sweat as if he was tripping.
As soon as he said these weird things, I got up and went to leave but my brother was gone somewhere.
There was a staircase nearby, on the 2nd floor there was a hair salon, and on the 3rd a kids house.
I approached the staircase and leapt up and underneath the handrail of the 2nd floor with great strength.
I slid into the hairdressser and the lady pulled me by my collar. My real goal was to find out where this annoying kid had taken my brother,
I went up to the 3rd floor and this brat and his friend were there. I grabbed the little on by his neck and dragged him down and slammed him into the ground.
I think at that point I half realized I was dreaming because I have very high moral standards in real life. At this point I was still angry and I decided to go back to the car.
As I got in and looked up I saw my brother standing in front of me at the food place next to the dinner we were eating but it was in the opposite direction of the kids house.
He smirked at me, and I felt relived, he got in, and I put my food between my legs, but it felt it wouldnst stay there from the motion of the car. I swung out into traffic, it was the left side of the road but there were many lanes and the traffic was coming towards us, I swerved onto the other side and turned around, and the other side of the road seemed to be its own side of its own. Anyway, we drove for alittle while
Finally coming to a right turn that lead into a tunnel. We began going through, but it seemed we transitioned from driving to walking somehow. We had a guide in there waiting, as I entered there were a few beautiful women there standing and so I walked in. The guide explained how they had the best of the best in this apartment for us and our arrival, I went over to lay down on the bed, and I felt very tired.
I wanted to have intercourse with the women obviously so I got up and looked around. To my avail there wasnt anybody in the apartment. Somehow someone appeared and said, they all went this way, and pointed in to a bathroom. The bathroom was closet sized and very small, and once he said this it triggered me into lucidity. For this moment I realized I was dreaming, but I could feel the very weak fabric, of a dream that has not been stabilized, I did not want to do anything crazy, I just wanted to observe the dream and walk around. I should have known this would have failed as the dream wasnt yet stable enough to hold my lucid mind there.
I remember walking around the apartment looking for a phone, to call the guide and ask for more women but I couldnt find a phone. I looked around the apartment and it looked alittle frayed, the curtains were swaying in the wind as the sliding doors were open. Then I woke up.

My dream recall has been zero from having a little vino on hols

Nvm

last night i just remember the end of a dream. I was flying around some world, I think I was in my holiday world, all sea and islands with spares greenery.
I sensed a friend was around, so I flew around and found her. She was kind of busy so I had some trepidation of bothering her. She was standing ona seni submerged bit of rocky island. She was wearing a white dress , kind of silky and it flowed in a twirl , if that makes sense. On her head she had a tiara thing going on weaved into her jet black hair, which was pulled up a little. She was partnered with her boss, who was preoccupied with fighting a monster. She was dressed in red robes, oriental looking and had dark fair hair.
i offered to use my magic, including secret magic to make them more powerful so they could beat the monster more easily. They agreed and when finished I left them be.

+ on C Drive (to LH), speed change after the hiking trail, speed limit sign blue square shows 35, rocky cliffs on left so hard to climb, then climbing them with wife, clothing on trails, sleeping bags on hills, big rocky hump in middle so don't slide down, pick things up but realize this is not our stuff, piles of small child-sized skiis, in some sort of store with an archery set that is not "real" (has suction cups on it?)

+ sister & bro in law arrive for thanksgiving with no food, open the door and bro-in-law says immediately "shit", my (wife?) says "store out of pancakes?", because the store was out of pancakes they explain, I'm wondering at the fact that they didn't prepare food for dinner and relied on a store, at the table with deserts, talking about the mall/restaurants we had just visited and are now

+ collecting cabbage from salad shooters, "recuing" people from pool that empties and are trapped under tarps, they're OK and refuse help

+ there are slot car sets here running, there is a young woman who has desirable/old slot cars and has made a mail-order business, I'm impressed with her ingenuity, she has a huge pile of envelopes/packing with addresses written on them in green ink, they are quite large, she has filled them out in block letters, I clearly see the letters and I read the envelopes to see where they're going, most addresses seem to be in Canada. I wonder when she has the time to address all those envelopes.

+ on (bike?) going down urban trail/stairways, two young hot shot riders in front of me they make their way down a steep super muddy part, I get there ,they've done ahead and jumped into the water, one guy has left his white wheel and long (tape/chain?) behind, I try to call out to get their attention and eventually they look at me and I throw them the wheel into the water. The only way forwards out of this area is through the water, I have my bike with me and I suppose at least it will get all clean. I jump with bike down into the water it's about 6 feet deep or more I'm heading towards whole in the wall up ahead, I reach for the feeling of wetness in my clothes and don't really feel it, up ahead at the hole the water pulls me along it turns 90 degrees to the left and I can't fight the current so go with it, there's another hole up ahead I try to aim for it but the current is very strong again pulling me, there is a hole it exits and I go out but my bike doesn't fit through so I reach back and pull open the hole (concrete!?) wider and get it out? There are all sorts of people here and objects, we're gathering them up. I pick up a thing like a walker with a handle and an old woman picks it up too I say "it's mine!" she says "no, it's mine!" then I realize it is not mine and say "My apologies, mine looked similar" and I continue looking for my thing. I find / see a dress shoe heel with the word "Whisbe" written on it and I see a nail hole on it where it attaches to a shoe.

I walk by a room / tent to the side and a group is decorating it, their faction has finally won control unexpectedly after a long time out of power, they are decorating it with their clan's ancient items and this will be their power center?

I am in a large multi-purpose room with many people. The room has been set up for a theater performance, with banks of folding chairs all facing toward one end that will serve as the stage. Maybe it's a community program or charity benefit. I am here with the family, but I quickly separate from them and find me own seat somewhere in the middle.

In the front, a few of the actors are milling about, chatting with patrons before the performance. I recognize a few people from high school. That makes me groan. I turn my attention to the crowd. They are settling into the seats, but they are also moving the chairs. There's supposed to be a few clear aisles between the banks of chairs, but as the people move their seats, the aisles shift and become crooked or blocked. I groan again. Why can't people just accept and let things be? But of course, I'm being a hypocrite. Realizing this, I become a mess of frustration, partly directed outward and partly inward.

The group of seats I am in has become a single column of chairs, such that there is no one to my immediate left or right. Again, I am conflicted. Isn't this nice? Like having a row to yourself in an airplane. But on the other hand, it's just a poor allocation of space and a mockery of the well-laid plans of the organizers of this event. The other people in my column have decided to move to the left, joining the nearest bank. So I go along too. Now I have someone to my left, and the open aisle to my right.

The play begins. It is billed as The Frogs but I quickly realize it is actually Othello as evidenced but a character named Iago in the first scene. I watch disinterestedly. The actors aren't any good; they are just volunteers. I turn my attention once again to the audience in the hopes of people-watching. Quickly, though, my interest is drawn to the person sitting to my left, who is an attractive young woman.

She has fair skin and dark hair gathered into a pony tail. She wears a light blue tank top and black or navy leggings. I smile at my own luck. My gaze draws hers and our eyes meet. She smiles shyly. She twists in her seat a bit, so that she is facing more toward me and her legs rub against mine. I place a hand on her thigh. Her eyes close, as if savoring this intimate connection. I slide my hand up her thigh, but as I get too high, her attitude suddenly changes. She slaps my hand away and turns her body away. A few people nearby turn to gawk. I feel ashamed and embarrassed. I must have gone too far.

Now I feel the urge to use the bathroom. Maybe it's a convenient excuse to leave this situation. I give one glance at the actors. They are still hamming it up. I stand out of my seat and navigate the crooked aisles to the exit. I pass a hallway and find a bathroom. It has full-length windows on one side, so the room is brightly lit by sunlight and offers no privacy. The floor is also flooded with about an inch of water. At least I hope it's just water. I cringe and tip-toe toward a urinal.

As I'm doing my business, a man approaches and gets my attention. He's a deliveryman. He shows me a package and points to the label with the address. He's asking if this is the right address. I look at it and say yes, but this is the bathroom. He ought to continue one door down, where they might accept the package. He leaves. Another deliveryperson arrives, this time a woman. The same conversation repeats. Isn't it obvious this is the men's room? I am a bit frustrated but mostly just amused. I finish. I'm pretty sure I didn't wash my hands, but, well, it's just a dream.

I return to the main room. I look for a seat other than the one next to the girl in blue. But the only one I see is next to my family. Ugh. I'll take my chances with the girl. I sit back down, trying not to draw attention to myself. I peek at the girl, but I can't judge a reaction from her neutral expression and posture.

Time passes. Eventually I make eye contact with her, but still no clue from her facial expression. Instead, she spreads her leg out to meet mine. But it's a cautious gesture. I'm not sure if she wants to get closer, or if she's using her leg as a guard to keep me at a distance. We remain in this stalemate a while as the play drones on up front. I steal glances at her. She is very pretty and I feel very sorry for having offended her earlier. But I don't see any graceful way to reconcile.

She makes the first move. Once again, I smile at my luck. She shifts her body toward me. Her leg is still against mine. Now her whole side is leaned up against me and her head tilts on my shoulder. She takes my hand in hers and places it on her leg near her knee. "You can touch me," she whispers.

I am relieved, but still cautious. I leave my hand on her leg, but don't move it up. I look to might right, scanning the crowd. Perhaps I'm trying to act nonchalant. I look at the spot where my family had been earlier. But instead of them, I see a woman in a red dress. The Goddess.... She gives me a stern look. We don't speak much lately. I feel a multitude of emotions. I give her an expression as if to say: Let me explain?

The play is ending. People are standing up. The girl stands too and my hand leaves her lap. I look at her. She looks at me. We remain in eye contact as she starts to back away, following the crowds as they begin toward the exits. I try to read her expression and body language, but I can't be sure. Why can't people just say what they feel? Sigh. I'm being a hypocrite again. After a protracted gaze, she turns and disappears into the crowd. I turn back to the right, looking for The Goddess. She is gone too.

I wake. My first thought, true to my erudition, was why the play was either The Frogs or Othello and what symbolism that would share with my ill-fated romance. I will ponder that.

Old people, bread balls, cooking, discussion deep past

1 I come across two or three chavs behind Lorraine's house. We chat. I'm a bit nervous. Can't remember what happens but they're OK.

2 Now I'm in Lorraine's house. I'm eating some lunch there. I leave some food for my mum. I think it's bolognese. My mum comes and when it's time to go she reminds me to tidy up. I left some bowls in the sink so I go to wash one but I think i leave others. I'm worried they'll find about them.

3 I'm playing some war game. There are four players including me. It's set on an earth. There are two spheres to play on, an inner and outer sphere. I'm not very good and expand the slowest. I remember destroying some small steps and crawling underneath a building to hide. It was quite nice under there. I think Sam is playing as the blue team. He comes to give me some advice. He's dressed as a wizard. Apparently I have dragons which I can use as my secret weapon. If I use my dragons to target individual units I can cause chaos. I utterly destroy the purple team with the dragons. I think I cause them to have to format their computers and they have trouble turning purple again and can only become blue.

4 Sansa is a robot. She cannot have children but she can still feel. She lets Ramsay rape her rather than let him know that she can't bear children for him.

So I haven't posted in a long time. I want to get back into writing my dreams down so I can lucid dream again which I have not done In a long time. Well here goes nothing

In my dream I find a tree that somehow has a world of tree people in it. The tree people have some important job that has to do with keeping nature in balance. Apparently every tree person is very important and they are all needed. The leader of the tree person approaches me and tells me that one of their people have ran away and become a human women and that if this tree person does not return then they will have to turn a human into one of them to replace the original. The leader tells me that they have picked a small girl that they will steal and bring into the Tree world to do just that. I tell the leader that I will bring back the Tree person instead. I leave and track the women down but she is happy where she is and tells me that she never belonged in the tree world and if she goes back she will die. I return to the leader and tell him that since I could not bring the tree person back that I will replace her. The Leader agrees and I get pulled into the tree. on the other side is a city in a nature setting. the buildings are trees and the sidewalks are pebbles. I wake up soon after.
The end

I'm with a male friend. Someone has sent him a text to ask him what his plans for tonight are. He asks me what our plans are. I tell him that I have no clue and that we can just wing it. He's not very fond of the idea. He wants to have a plan. We're walking towards his room. First, there is a front door that needs to be opened. He has hidden the key somewhere off to the left.

Next thing, I'm lying on a mattress with my ex girlfriend. We are lying next to the sea, parallel to it. The view is absolutely amazing. This is the life. I'm trying to take some pictures with my phone, ducking my head underneath some power cables. My ex touches one of them. Don't! She's fine. The cables run to a small platform in the water of just a few square metres. The platform is several metres lower than us, judging from the angle of the cables. My ex starts laughing and wonders why that platform would need power. I tell her it's to turn on a lamp. I've seen it up close. I feel like the power cables are sagging more and more. It's reached the point where I can't get out from under them anymore without touching them. I put a small pillow on my head and hope it's not too conductive. It works. I'm starting to feel like the sea is getting closer. GET UP NOW! I throw the mattress onto higher ground, into the bushes, where it tumbles and falls down on the other side. We're suddenly standing in the water. My phone is being swept away. It's floating on the water. My ex was too slow to retrieve it, so I take a go at it. I think for a moment of taking off my white thermal shirt with long sleeves, because it will weigh me down once it's wet. I've already gone halfway, but I decide it will take too much time and go after my phone. I manage to retrieve it. I then breast crawl back. In the mean time some guy on a jet ski arrives. My ex hops on it and I grab a hold of it at the back.