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Dream 1 - Thief-Seeking Missiles

The visuals were clear. I was wandering around the streets at daytime. Eventually, I stop by at a gas station, specifically the same one I used to work in. There were some major renovations since I've been there, including the registers being in the opposite side of the store. Maurice, one of my old managers, was busy with some customers. I considered talking to him, though I backed off. It's been so long, I doubt he even recognized me anymore. Later, at an unknown site, I build up enough nerve to call there for a chat.

Time skip at night. I'm back at the gas station, this time as a worker. Three other employees were there as well. Of them, I recognized Maria. Another was an older, large African descended woman, while the last a skinny, aging, clean shaven Hispanic man. I take a look around, and find things were now arranged much more similarly to how I last remembered. There were, however, more selection of hot foods. I thought to sample some, but reconsidered when I found the pastries had long been shriveled into an overbaked husk.

I worked the register for some time without incident, besides some guy having concerns of having been overcharged out at the pumps.Then, later on, a big, loud black woman shows up to bicker with my like-skinned fellow employee. Tension builds up to the point of violence. I overheard their being "friends", though how one could tolerate such vitriol under any circumstances is beyond me. Anyway, this scene distracted me from looking around the store. Before I could react, I found that some jerk had gone on and stole something in plain sight. The bickering had finally resolved by that point.

After that, a mess of customers began piling up. In fact, this left me so preoccupied, that shoplifters came out of the woodworks to snatch something or two. I later had to deal with a drugged out woman, another of my coworker's supposed "friends". There was some confusion over the money she gave and what she actually owed. As I counted the funds, the woman ran off with whatever she had in hand, and I just knew I got the short end of things. Concurrently, some teen girl rushed in, swiped some DVDs and snacks, and ran off in one fell swoop. And if that wasn't enough, both previous madwomen returned to cause another commotion. What a night...

While that happened, I caught sight of underaged punks going straight for the alcohol coolers. And sure enough, I overheard one or two muttering about a beer run. I was, by then, infuriated enough to look for trouble myself, so I went to the front door and waited. Still, I was of mind to reflect on that unreasonable theft rate. I made a reactionary hand test, but no matter the result, I gained awareness.

Vengeance still filled my thoughts. I immediately blasted the punks with an energy blast, then followed up with an explosive beam split and directed to those two rambunctious women (of course, all with precautions to not accidentally hit anyone else). I then stepped outside the lot, hoping I'd find any other previously encountered thieves and scoundrels, though they were long gone by then. After thinking it over, I figured a homing attack would let me get even. I fired a golden ray into the sky, which I divided into a dozen or so other beams. These arced and spread out all over town, until they eventually exploded one by one at isolated, distant locations. Couldn't help but guffaw in triumph.

With that done, I tried conjuring my guide, E, imagining she'd appear standing around the sidewalk. Unfortunately, I lost focus, and collapsed the dream entirely.

Scrap Group 1
WBTB for 15 minutes to write some notes and stretch for a bit.

False awakening. Mom comes barging in the room, demanding I get those hurricane shutters installed despite not having a ladder.

Im sick today so my recall isnt perfect but when is it ever?

Dream 1-Staying Calm

I was laying in bed trying to stay calm and relaxed when suddenly my heart started beating really fast. Unable to move I thought something was wrong with me. I prayed so I could move, sat up than thought of Dawn.Dawn's quick appearance and hug in the dream made me realize I was asleep. After hugging him back though the dream shifted and I was in bed again.I thought I was awake but I was still asleep. My mom was present than and had asked me to go on the internet to a website called cozi tv and to search of a anime there to see if it was real or not.I went to the website and typed the anime but I woke up after that.

Dream 2-Sleeping In A Spooky House

My dad had shown me to a room I would have to sleep in on my own. Knowing that the house had entities roaming around was unsettling though. To rid my fears I began thinking about Eye as I lay in bed.When Eye appeared I became somewhat lucid but still thought the house was ours. I stayed with Eye as he fell asleep next to me than got up when he vanished. I went to look for my dad but instead met with a older male oc of mine. He was telling me to go back into the room to fall asleep. Even if I didnt want to go back eventually i went back inside and began calling Eye again.

I forgot a good amount of details after that. (I just remembered eating a cough drop and biting into it but i dont remember if i was lucid or not.)

What I do remember though is when I became fully lucid I was in my old house and sang a bit for the spellbee competition as a practicing WL hobby task. I than followed a oc outside where he introduced me to a group of people waiting for the train. I watched them for a bit until I appeared in my old room that was connected to a huge unfamiliar living room where a bottle of beer stood out on a table. I wanted to go in but I couldn't move most of my body. I was only able to bite my finger as a rc than waited. I let my fear get the best of me though and heard a menacing female voice. When the paralysis stopped I rolled than moved through the bed to the floor and crawled till I reached the wall. I wanted to leave the place but my doubts confined me to the setting. Woke myself up cause I didnt want to face my fear.

I went to sleep at about 23:30 and I woke up about 6:40 if I remember correctly. I did a quick wbtb and then tried to wild for a bit, but ended up falling asleep.

The dream begins at my grandmother's appartment, in my brother's room. I make a RC, since I try to make a habit of doing one when waking up. I do a nose RC and I get lucid. I then do a few more, just to make sure.

I walk out of the room and the place is eerily empty and quiet. When I'm about to turn around the corner and go to the area with the dining table and balcony up ahead, I think I should summon a DC so I can have them help me with stuff. For some reason, the first one I think of is a girl I used to go to school with, F. She's there in the balcony when I go around the corner. I call her and tell her something about opening up a portal. She opens up a portal to a weird dimension that doesn't seem as vivid for some reason. It's kinda blurry, it almost looks like a videogame. I step inside for a few moments then come back to the living room. Suddenly, it's filled with people.

I'm still lucid, but around this part of the dream I begin to lose lucidity a bit, so I start losing focus of my objectives and kinda start going along with the dream plot. I'm talking with my family and for some reason have a discussion with my uncle, so I decide to get rid of him. For some reason now I feel like I'm an evil genius and kinda start playing a character here (I'm still lucid, but it's like my personality changed) so I want to replace my uncle with an Android.

I walk outside the apartment and go into an elevator. Suddenly, I'm accompanied by a college friend, A and someone else that I cannot recall. We go down the elevator into another area. We are now in what seems like an office building with several people. I go up to a DC and tell him I want to replace a defective Android and he gives me a number. I'm supposed to wait for my turn but I decide to speed things up. I go back to the elevator and rip up a panel from the wall. I make up some logic hoping the dream goes along and say it's a living creature mixed with machinery. I "hack" it by jamming a screwdriver in it and twisting it and I hear my number being called on the speakers.

I go up to a desk and explain the situation to the DC that works here, saying that my Android that I purchased there is malfunctioning. The clerk gets up to get some forms and I think about how I need a receipt. I pull out my phone and again make up some stuff and press buttons on the screen and somehow the phone prints out a receipt. When the clerk gets back they handle me a form and I think I start filling it, but this is as far as my recall goes, I think the dream ended shortly after this.

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I wake up in my grandmother's apartment in the morning. I decide to turn on the TV because I want to play something on the PS4. The TV makes a lot of noise when turning on and I hear my brother shout something from the other room, so I turn the volume down. I notice I'm actually very sleepy so I turn the TV off and go to sleep, quickly transitioning into a lucid dream.

In this dream within a dream, I'm flying around and I think I'm seeing a scene from a movie. I see two characters fighting in the distance. I'm in some gloomy forest in the dark. I continue flying around very fast and transition to an area with a volcano. I was feeling powerful, so I extend my hands and make the volcano erupt. I then transform the volcano's lava into two ice pillars on the sides of the volcano. I wake up shortly after that.

I'm in a cave. It's a tight fit and I'm searching for all the pieces to a puzzle. I see tons of pieces scattered all over the cave floor and I start to gather them. Suddenly I hear noises and look up towards the entrance. I see a group of dinosaur-like monsters. They are huge and they can talk. I back up further into the cave and try to hide behind a column of rock. They pass by slowly and I hear them talking about finding the puzzle pieces as well. Before they can all pass one of them sees me and immediately comes after me. I take off running. I make it to the edge of a cliff. There's a waterfall and huge river. I turn back around and the group of monsters is close to me. One by one they throw themselves at me. I'm scared but each time they come at me I reach out my hand and they are defeated. They either disappear or become an inanimate object. And each time it happens I become more and more confident by my hidden power. Once I defeat them all, I look at the river and notice a boy in a spider-man mask floating closer to me. He's about to go over the waterfall. I jump into the water and catch him. He has a giant floating device stuck to his feet that's keeping him from standing upright. So i grab his waist and take off the device. I notice it's also attached to his pants so I take those off as well which leaves him completely naked from the waist down. He stands up and I take off the mask. He smiles at me and thanks me. I smile back and place my hand on his lower back. He's taller than me. He has dark skin and wavy black hair. He's maybe 15 or sixteen. I stare at him and I know that he is mine and that I'm meant to protect him and love him. He's precious to me somehow. I wrap my arms around his waist and hold him tightly.

I'm walking around a school campus. It's palms. I'm late and walking towards a portable classroom with a group of people. I pass by a statue of scooby-doo. I stop in front of a ramp and there's a group of kids blocking the entrance. I shove my way in. When I enter I say "Excuse me" and the teacher, a male, looks up and tells me I needn't be so polite. I smile and ask him if he can help me. He starts looking for my seat but I tell him I'm not in his class. I ask him if he thinks that the office will print me a new schedule since I accidentally left my backpack as home. He smiles and says that shouldn't be a problem. I smile back and thank him. I turn to leave and notice that the door is block again by students. I walk to the door and the kids are swarmed around another student. He's popular and a group of girls are the ones blocking me so that they can stare at him. I get annoyed and shoe them out of the way. As I'm walking down the ramp and about to leave, the girls come up behind me and try to pick a fight. I turn around and a girl hands me a gun. I smile at it because I know its the good one. Shes holding two more but they aren't the best ones. Then the teacher comes out and acts surprised that the girl let me have the good one. I smile and say it's because she trusts me. I then hand the gun back to the girl and walk away.

Had a lucid dream this morning via mindfulness meditation during a WBTB period. The WBTB was kind of long and..well more awake than usual. A protip to myself is that don't do meditation half-asleep hence the more active WBTB period. The transition into WILD felt weird. Sleep paralysis felt like some small gremlin jumped on my body. I started rocking like I was in a hammock to loosen my dream body. I swear these feel like what I would imagine OBE's to be. I did the same thing I did half-a-dozen times where I got out my bed and went outside.

The dream was amazingly stable. I was able to walk down my street and get to the park nearby; mind you, I was rubbing my hands throughout the entire experience. My right wrist was hurting in the dream however which made me think I had fell asleep on it the wrong way. I continued rubbing my hands until I ran into a tree branch. WOKE ME UP!

Had some non-lucid dreams after that.

No Naomi, lol.

Mindfulness Meditation during WBTB.

(middle of the night)

+ I'm looking at the side of a house, and I'm talking to someone (not visible) about the dryer vent that I see there. I decide to climb up on top of the house (for privacy?) and I scramble up there. Off in the distance I see through the window of a neighbor's house that people are scrambling to get out of my view. I think they were probably naked and don't want me to see them.

+ (FA) I wake up and L lying next to me says "Let's read a little bit"

+ I'm outside, it's twilight, and there are tall trees around, it's a city scene. Then I see a large bird (I think it's an owl) swooping down slowly in front of me it's wings spread wide, it is gliding very slowly and leaisurely, the owl picks up a pigeon from a group of pigeons standing on a rail below in its talons, and flies off. I lose sight of it. I think "what a lazy owl, it just lives on the roof of that building and swoops down to eats pigeons whenever it wants". I notice all of a sudden a great flock of vultures is roosting in the trees all around and they're all staring at a spot on the ground down and to the right. I follow their gaze, expecting that I'll see the owl eating the pigeon. And I do see a bird (like a seagull) lying on the ground, it's body cavity completely open, showing it's still pulsating guts, while the owl picks away at it. I think "the poor bird, being eaten while still alive."

(later)

+ I'm walking through in a large crowd in a restaurant. It is some sort of organized event. I'm getting handed a piece of "carrot cake" that is really heavy and about 1/2 a meter long. Then as I turn and take a bite of it, I realize it's really light and fluffy like a churro, and the icing is thin and insubstantial like whipped cream. It's also about a meter long now. Instead of tables the place is made up of high counters to sit at. I'm walking amongst the counters and looking for a tasty desert. I see bowl of ice cream, and desserts that are like ice cream that have large chunks of caramel in them. I see a brown ice cream that I think if coffee flavor. The waiters start taking away all the desserts before I can eat any. I'm upset and ask them to give me some but they say they have to clean it up. All that's left are the piles of "dessert garbage" which is unappetizing.

[Yes, I started a new diet last week in WL!]

+ In a building, like an office, and I'm naked and want to take a shower, but the cleaning staff has arrived, I'm leaning around a corner talking to them?

Some woman comes up to me and hands me a massive pile of dollars cash and says "here is your $50,000 investment." I rifle through it a bit and stuff it into my backpack. She's investing in my company. Only, I've not yet formally joined that start-up, which my friends are running. I'm trying to think what to do with the $50,000.

Walking around, thinking about this money and the job, there is a very successful entrepreneur (like a Tony Robbins type guy) who is spouting business advice, and I'm listening to him and walking around.

Morning of September 7, 2017. Thursday.



My wife Zsuzsanna and I are in bed in the same orientation as in reality. However, our implied bedroom is unfamiliar and mostly featureless. We are still trying to get more sleep but there is a bug present on the wall to our right (though not really a threat).

Over time, there are more bugs seen. At one point, there is a large mosquito and a spider on the ceiling directly above us. The spider and mosquito are after each other, but I am not sure which one ends up defeating the other. A large cockroach also falls from the ceiling to the floor to our left at one point, making an audible “splat”. A large garden spider remains in a web a bit farther to my right, on the ceiling.

After more time passes, there are vaguely humorous associations with this situation. Eventually, I look to my left, past Zsuzsanna, and see a large frog of unusual appearance. Its head seems slightly oversized. It sits on the upper shelf of some sort of small white side table, facing outwards.

There is slight amusement growing in this scene of a frog, as it is much bigger than the bugs that had caused a concern about being able to sleep comfortably.

Looking up and past where my head was, beyond the head of our bed, I see a dark room I did not know was there. I soon notice a baby gorilla looking back at me. To its left, I then see an adult gorilla. I am also aware of the presence of an unknown male who is in the room beyond the left side of our bed, though which I do not see as an imposer (though of whom is this dream’s personified preconscious).

Although the gorilla is large, I am not really afraid of it. I do not even consider the situation as being very unusual. Instead, I ask the unknown male if it needs some water, and the answer is yes. I get out of bed and attach a small white hose (similar to our bathtub hose) to a pipe and direct water into a large square silver container (probably about two and a half feet square). At first, I thought the container was empty, but as I direct water into it from a distance of about four feet, it seems it was at least half full. The room seems mostly clean but featureless other than the adult and young gorilla and the water container.

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This dream is very amusing as a comedic sequential augmentation of the waking transition, similar to other dreams where the waking precursor becomes larger and more dominant over time to get my dream self’s attention to generate enough of an emotional reaction and neural energy to initiate waking (which is a primary function of dreams which, bizarrely, most people do not even realize at all). It combines aspects from a number of past dreams, most specifically my recent dream “Plumbing Troubles in a Three-Tiered Miniature Zoo” (from August 26th), where I was unable to resolve the water flow though which I did with this dream. Although water induction remains a very common form of dream state initiation (which might mean that this dream is an attempt at subliminal reinduction), I think there may be more of a biological factor in this case in needing to wake up and rehydrate. Bugs, especially cockroaches, typically relate to biological factors in removing cellular waste - though sometimes even a virus, general cleaning of which is mainly believed to be related to the glymphatic system, which increases fluids in the brain when sleeping.

The presence of a frog is a residual factor of water induction (as it is associated as a water denizen but which also spends time on land). Its appearance and general dynamics (depending on the dream) is relative to a specific level of consciousness and also marks the waking transition (more as a circadian rhythms factor) due to a tadpole being associated with the basis (or origin) of the dream state when I was very young, thus tadpole to frog (as well as caterpillar to butterfly) is a sequential waking cycle analogy, marking the same general level of consciousness as a cash register often would (relating to “checking out” of the dream state, and in fact, my dreams have taught me this by combined symbolism many times over the years).

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Created Wednesday 06 September 2017

Many items to note, including a series of DILDs during early REM. Unfortunately, they're mostly just fragments at this point.

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A series of early-REM dreams that I vaguely remembered being repeated instances of each other. I'd awareness at various points. In one such case, I discovered that a spy, some red-haired woman in an office dress, was leaking false, scandalous information on my character. I caught her in the act, and coerced her into both cancelling the operation and fleeing.

False awakening in bed. I was drenched in sweat. Woke up minutes later dry as a bone.

At home. My niece, Valentina, shows me a baby doll with an eerily lifelike face
and movable joints.

In the backyard of an unknown home. I was cleaning things up along with mom and my younger brother, Trent. At one point, my brother, goes off to feed the cat. I turned away for seconds, only to find the animal had not only died, but was well into the process of decomposing. Didn't concern me one bit. However, seeing Trent and mom so non-chalant of their pet's demise was so.

At an arcade at night.

Something of digging a rock tunnel into a brightly lit tower.

Vague memories of being in a video game world.

At home. I walk downstairs, only to find a large gathering of unexpected guests, each Flora's (my sister's) friends. Very embarrassing, as I was still in my underwear.

At a beach at night. Rough waves kept me from getting too far into the water.

At a hotel room with many family and extended family members. There was a small party ongoing, though I was too tired to participate. Indeed, I was so exhausted, I just slept on floor of the nearest open space. My uncle Sylvester didn't appreciate that, and so he tells Valentina to wake me up. My niece kisses me on the forehead, to which I instantly woke up IRL.

5 Sep 2017, Lucid. (2h Nap). Starting to realize that napping is where I get most of my vivid recollections, and this seems to be working.

"Oh hey I'm dreaming". Became lucid in a (forest?), tried not to wake up by not controlling anything and letting the dream take control, began slipping from dream and woke up.

I was at an outdoor college course room? Sitting on side and eating, feeling privileged cause; I didn't give a shit. They were doing room inspections or something I was indoors siting down, annotating that the Russian buildings were the only one that simulated with nothing but blacked out rooms with red lights, then everyone evacuated and I had to leave my gym bag. "Judges" outside and we were waiting, talking crap and I turned around and admired the painting behind us. It was very detailed. Specifics I don't remember much.

Ended up at restaurant, challenge to eat everything.

Race track tried to drive up vertical slope but construction van couldn't so I saved them.

After moving back to college for fall semester, for some reason my allergies started going haywire. I don't know if my new medication plan is helping; it seems to be exacerbating the problem. So, I haven't had high quality dreams because I've been too busy trying to breathe :/

I did recall one dream from last night, that someone had turned on the heater. I woke up and felt super hot even though the AC was on so I went ahead and turned on my fan. I slept better last night than the one before, probably because I took a decongestant.

The final 15? mins of sleep I experience multiple falling asleep/waking moments which lead to fragmented dreams and a brief moment of lucidity.I find myself in a dimmed room, with not very pleasant brown greenish hue and examine a picture with the same color. It feels as if the dream hasn't fully formed which is probably the case from the constant short wake asleep episodes prior to that.

A DC runs around trying to engage me, but I only examine him and then try to project the same image of him on the picture I just found. I flip it around and try to see if it's the same DC, but it is a different one. I examine his clothes and try to memorize them (brown khakis). I spend way too much pondering whether khakis can be any other color than brown and remark how poor my dream memory can sometimes be.

I hear the voice of my boyfriend supposedly from real life telling me that I have overslept and will be late. I wake up to find that there are 5 mins left to the alarm.

But I dreamed. In the first dream. It was like there was two realities in the same space...

In the second dream I'm surrounded by fire.

I got woken up by a pounding noise like someone banging on a door.

It sucks having loud neighbors. I'll have to work around that and make meditation a regular practice.

Morning of September 6, 2017. Wednesday.



I am with my wife Zsuzsanna as we are living in our present home as it is now. Our landlord, whom we have rarely ever seen in real life, somehow managed to have had his grayish blue pickup truck parked in our lounge room (yet there was no backstory to how this could have happened). It faces east, oriented left to right when looking towards our front door. My dream self does not consider the impossibility of this situation. I am somewhat annoyed. Apparently our landlord had parked it here to work on for a time, to fully repair it.

In the bed of the pickup truck are a number of small parts. There is also a blue tarpaulin covering the bed. I make a sarcastic comment that our landlord will probably take months to fix up his pickup truck. (This is based on the real-life association of how he takes a year or more to fix up houses he owns.) I am not really looking forward to our landlord spending so much time in our lounge room working on his pickup truck over the coming months.

Meanwhile, I had been looking at a dream-related website that I had posted on in real life (though not as often as my main sites). I look over the posts I had made one by one, though at times, it is more as if I am looking at entries in an actual dream journal of the style of when I was a teenager. Still, there is a heart symbol indicating how many people had liked a dream post. I clearly notice that the number 45 appears to the left of one red heart symbol. (This is in error, as the heart symbol on the website in real life is blue. However, the heart symbol on another site, tumblr, becomes red when clicking on it.) It surprises me that 45 people took the time to click to “like”, especially as the majority of people, as to be expected, seem to have no interest in my personal truths regarding over fifty years of dream study and personal validation. I also notice other numbers such as 23 (for older posts). The numbers seem to increase with later posts.

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The pickup truck in my dream was validated in very early childhood to have two primary meanings, though which is more of a synthesis of parallel symbolism. One, a pickup truck has a “bed”, and is thus a distorted dream state indicator. In this case, there is even a tarpaulin over the bed, which represents a blanket on a bed (and being in the dream state). More so, the pickup truck is in our lounge room, where I have sometimes fallen asleep in the same area (while watching television), though with my head westerly, not easterly as with the front of the pickup truck - though I suspect this relates to my general dislike of commercial television. Two, a vehicle as such (including cars, boats, and airplanes), in addition to being related to a distortion of a bed after entering sleep, is also directly analogous to the human body. The truck is parked, relating to the fact that I am in a certain level of consciousness, that is, not yet in the waking transition. The repair work associated with the personified preconscious (in this case, our landlord) relates to the preconscious as a biological necessity which assists in both waking as well as linking to other levels of the mind for cellular repair. There have been numerous dreams since childhood with this same basic symbolism, though rendered uniquely each time. There is no intelligent reason to pretend the truck is something else other than the parallel symbolism of my physical body, and my body as it is in bed, especially as it is indoors in our house (not on a street outside) and a direct factor of the preconscious. Despite me being typically annoyed by the preconscious and its imposition into the environments of my dreams, it is a biological necessity. It ultimately has nothing to do with waking life personas in this case.

Additionally, consider the heart symbol. This relates to the physical body as well; the human heart. The number I notice is 45, which I assume is an age reference, especially as the numbers are seen to increment over time. It may relate to a particular instance when I was 45 in contrast to how my heart is now, though I have not looked fully into it yet.

Of course, the last, but not least, obvious dream state indicator is the dream-related website. Still, this did not trigger full lucidity, mainly due to having used the site in real life. Computer technology as somehow rendered into paper and notebooks is a commonly recurring feature, likely a carryover from having kept dream journals from early childhood on, long before computer technology was viable for storing dream data.

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I first listed through random images of faces in my mind eyes, but then I decided to go for other approach to induce WILD.
I went for induction of WILD by moving through tunnel. Once I started to feel the movement I applied will to escape the tunnel and fly out of it. I flew out into open country, covered in total darkness- there was self-shining road close by, so I steered to fly above it. The road went from left to right side... I let the pull lead me, so I took left turn. After short time I tried to accelerate my flight, to reach the source of pull faster. I started to hear soft whining of jet engines somewhere at my legs .
The faster I flew, the bigger problems I had to stay above the road. And I found out that I had to fly above road, because when I was on the side, the pull was weak. Then I came to sharp turn and I flew directly into darkness unable to overcome my inertia. I turned and braked my inertia and starting to accelerate back toward road. As I came closer to road, maybe 10 meters from it, I felt something caught my legs and prevented me to reach the road. I looked behind, and I saw only darkness. I pushed more and more power for breaking the grip... the jet engines were roaring It wasn't soft whining anymore... Still it was of no use, I felt more and more resistance as I increased the power. My aura flared in deep blue light full of bright violet sparks and small bolts- with help of that light I saw, that nothing was holding me... but still there was feeling of strong grip. And the dream dissolved after that.

Remarks:
1. When I come to my senses I felt the pressure as if something pulled my feet... it was my bed! I was sleeping on my stomach, with feet over the edge of bed and I subconsciously pulled my feet forward... and because I had them exactly over edge of bed I pressed strongly on that edge!
2. I wonder what that image of meandering road meant exactly... why there were such turns... I certainly didn't imagined it consciously.
3. This was first interesting LD after a few months.