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This morning's recollections come to you in two flavors: Creepy and sweet.
I was in a haunted house of some sort. It looked kind of like my old house a few years back, with certain rooms being pretty much picture-perfect recreations. Most of this dream is a blurry haze to me, but what I do recall is going into the bathroom. All seemed to be normal in there, but the light switch wasn't working. I shrugged and started to head out of the bathroom, but heard a sort of sinister laugh behind me. I turned, and the entire bathtub was filled with this huge pile of towels. The pile was so huge that they were spilling out onto the floor. While this may sound really random and silly (and it is), my dream self was deeply unnerved and bothered by it. I slowly stepped towards the towels, but as I did, I heard a small hissing noise around me, as if the room was filling with some sort of gas. Before I knew it, I passed out and all went dark. The spooks are real. Piles of towels. Everybody's worst nightmare, really.
Now for sweet.
I was in a large school building that was eerily similar to my elementary school, but 5x larger and it housed college kids instead of being an elementary school. It was here that I met two Japanese friends. Sadly, I can't recall their names (it's pretty hard for me to remember DC names for some reason), but there was one boy and one girl. The boy, strangely, looked similar to Watari from Your Lie in April if you've ever seen that anime. Meanwhile, the girl didn't really look like anyone in particular. She had long, jet black hair, and a fiery air about her. Both of them hit it off with me right away, and a lot of the dream was spent hanging out with them in various parts of the school, just talking or doing random, fun things. Later on in the dream, when we were sitting by the big wall beside the stairs, I began to grow sour, as I realized I would have to go home soon. I explained it to them, and they both acted very understanding, trying to console me and saying that I'll see them again. When it came time for me to go, I headed out into the parking lot, found a bus (which had a lot of my old high school classmates on it), and rode homewards, the environments and dream scenes all looking exactly like real life, but with an ever present gray sky and a lot less busses. Glumly, I put my head against the window in my seat on the bus and thought about when I'd see those two again. I'll throw a new lucid goal on the list for future reference: Either summon or find these two DCs again. They were very pleasant people, and I was able to converse in some Japanese with them as well, since I have a basic grasp of the language. It would be fun hanging out with them while lucid.

I become aware once again of my body in bed and feel slight vibration going through, and intensify them. Sensations fade, yet come back soon, and I once again intensify the vibration in my head as well as the sinking feel. I don't feel it's time to start sliding yet, so I think quickly to dream yoga techs, and decide on using some visual techs to jumpstart the lucid. I imagine some colors filling the visual field, and my mind soon produces a house with a blueish roof and whitish side. I feel it's time to imagine 'sinking' into a dream scene. I intensify the sinking and suddenly find myself ready to stand up from the floor in the front of a dark house. I have a bit of difficulty standing up at first, but tell myself 'Eric, this is a dream; you should have no problem whatsoever standing up.' I stand up quickly and begin to walk into the main entryway of the house. I stare to the other end of the dark room and see some couches and a painting up on the wall. Things remain a bit blurry. I turn right and feel I need some stabilization so I rub hands. I ramp up all my senses at this point to ground in. I mentally tell myself that my body is in bed right now, and I full control in this place. I take a moment to reflect on the implications of my physical body being in a different location, and find it very fascinating. I continue through the walkway and enter to a very large kitchen area. I want to engage more tactile sense, so I quickly drop down and move on hands and knees, feeling my feet, knees and hands coming in contact with the cold white tiles. The vividness increases as I approach the large arched counter-top. I go behind the counter and stand up. I still want to be more stable, and refuse to let the dream fade. I rub hands real quick, then jump in the sink, turn the water on and feel all the cold water rushing around my body. Stability increases as well as vividness. I remember a suggestion in a podcast of eating and engaging up to all five senses. I see a fridge and think dark chocolate would be awesome. I approach the white fridge, and reach in fully expecting a dark chocolate bar. I pull out a cold dark choco bar with sections joining into a square rod. I eat fairly quickly, and remember to engage all senses including hearing. The taste is pretty good actually, and it's cold. I focus on feeling the invigorating effects- another dream goal. The dream becomes far more stable and vivid, and I decide to grab a few more items and continue exploring. I grab another dark choco bark, a chocolate glazed donut, and a chocolate brownie, why not? I place them all on the counter to the left, appreciate the detailed colors, and carry them into the next room. I make I right and figure I can sit by the sliding glass in the adjoining room and watch as the rain comes down. I then turn and see a dimly lit peninsula counter-top with wooden stools pushed into it. The area has a very rustic decor with open space. I get closer and see an empty coffee mug, and realize this is where the family has breakfast. I set all my items down and go to take a seat. I look at the brownie and it lightened in color. I take a bite, but it has the consistency of cardboard, and little taste. I bite once more. I drift back to my body and realize the bed sheets are partway in my mouth...

This dream was a reward bestowed upon me from my subconscious for having a really rough night sleep. I experienced a little REM atonia that I was unable to transition into a lucid dream from. Then I couldn't get back to sleep for ages. Then this lovely non lucid dream happened:

I'm recounting this dream initially as narrator, because for most of the dream I was merely third person observer, and entirely unaware of my existence. It started out with a king whose name I don't know, his queen named Elizabeth, the Kings mother, and a small but suspicious looking staff. The king was not a bad man per say, but he wanted the best for Elizabeth. He wanted a big castle lots of gold and servants. But he was not a rich king, so the way he made his riches was by going from kingdom to kingdom and swindling the current king out of his castle and staff and gold. The way he would do this was by betting the king that his mother could make a handful of marbles disappear under some cups. It's not really understood for sure from my perspective if his mother actually had any magic powers or if she was just a really good con artist too, but every time the poor king made this bet, the richer King would lose and the former king and his queen Elizabeth and his staff would inherit the castle.

The dream really started to get rolling when the poor king inherited a beautiful castle on top of a Mountain with a very steep cliff. The poor King liked the richer King so much that he allowed them to remain on staff in the castle without having to leave or be banished. Now I say that the poor King was not a bad King or inherently evil in anyway, but he was rather greedy. It seems like enough gold was never enough for his queen. sometime went by while they were at their new castle, when the king started to get worried that he wouldn't have enough gold. So he turns to his original staff of servants, who has now been promoted to nobleman and councilman to the king, for ideas on how to acquire more gold and riches.

The creepy staff started to show their true colors on this one. They met in a conference room in the castle, and this is kind of important: there were seven staff members. This will come up again later. They told the king to tax the peasants nearly to death, and give them the opportunity to make the money back by participating in brutal gladiator style sports. The nobleman would pay gold to watch the sports. Then the peasants would pretty much all die from these bloodsports. So basically the king only made money and lost none with this idea. The queen was in the room during this discussion, and begged the king not to do this. But the king had changed somehow, from fear of losing money and losing her and brain washing from this evil staff, he wouldn't listen to her. She pulled on his arm and begged him to look at her and change his mind, when he yanked his arm out of her grasp, reared back and smacked her in the face.

The queen asked what her punishment would be for standing up to his Royal highness. His face looked evil now, as he said that her punishment would be to be beaten in the dungeons and then banished where she would probably just get killed by the peasants. So she backed away from him towards the door to the balcony if the conference room and begged him for one last drink of wine with him from their marital chalices. He had an expression on his face like it was a stupid idea, but he turned to fetch the chalices anyway. The moment he did this, the queen jumped from the balcony to her death. The king screamed her name and rused to the balcony.

This is where the dream took a really odd turn for me specifically. I was suddenly not so much observing the story as I was a little bit a part of it now. No one could see me but I was able to walk to the balcony and stand right next to the king where we both looked down. You couldn't even see all the way to the bottom. All I could see was a final wisp of the Queens red silk dress as it disappeared beneath the fog. I never even heard the sound of her hitting the ground. At that moment I flipped over to the other side of the balcony and hung onto the edge so that I could face the king, willing him to see me. I said "your majesty, we have to do something. Your queen's dead body is on the ground and someone is going to see it." The expression on his face looked as if he could hear me a little bit, but couldn't see me. I repeated myself louder, and suddenly his wide grief-stricken eyes were directly upon me. I told him that I would go get the body before somebody saw her, and I told him that I would be his new counsel from now on because I believed that his current seven members were evil trolls in disguise as humans. He simply nodded and turned around and left.

So I let go of the balcony, and floated slowly down to the ground. I remember thinking to myself that I must be some kind of fairy lol. I couldn't see the queen at first so I kept walking down the gutters that were all along the base of the cliff. I finally saw the wind fluttering through some red material. It was the queen's dress, but it wasn't the wind moving the fabric, she was moving. I rushed up to her and I noticed that she was very much alive. I was worried that she was in a lot of pain and probably dying from such a fall, but she sat up and looked at me. I asked her if she could walk, and she stood up but stumbled a little. So I decided to carry her back into the castle and hide her to keep her safe until I managed some kind of plan .

Of course there was an elevator in the castle. My silly ass subconscious. I got on to the elevator still holding the injured queen, when I noticed there was a staff member operating the elevator. Not one of the original seven, but one of the original staff of this castle before the poor king inherited it. I asked for the six floor, because I knew there was a library on that floor. For some reason that seemed important at the time. The queen suddenly looked up at the elevator operator and recognized him as a troll in human disguise. I asked if he was going to turn us in. He said he would not. Not all the trolls in the castle were evil, and he hinted that he knew I knew which ones were.

The only way the queen could have survived that fall, as well as being able to recognize disguised trolls, was if she were also magic in some way. I wasn't sure if she was a fairy or troll or what, but I took her to the library on the 6th floor and was able to turn her into a wisp of smoke and hide her in one of the books. A red book. There she remained for the next 6 years, healing and gathering strength, while the king and his 7 continued with the plan to extort gold from, as well as the lives of the peasants.

It didn't feel like 6 years, it was just referenced by someone, I forget. But I did watch some of those 'games.' They were awful: partially dismembered peasants limping and crawling through a muddy coliseum, trying not to get mauled by wild animals or trampled by gladiators on horse drawn carriages. There was lots of blood and mud and screams. I decided it was time to finally end this madness.

I went to the library and grabbed the book with the queen. I also grabbed 7 green books, and kept them all concealed. I spoke to the queen in the book, telling her it was time to confront the king again, and that I would take care of the 7. She expressed concern that it was one thing for a king's ego to sustain the truth about being wrong in the moment about a single wrongdoing, but it was another for the same ego to withstand the force of realizing he had been wrong for 6 years. I told her this had to be done regardless. Besides, seeing that his beloved Elizabeth had survived might soften the blow.

I went to the conference room to speak with the king, but of course the 7 were with him. I asked for privacy but they wouldn't budge. So I turned them into wisps of smoke and hurtled each one into a green book, while keeping the book of the queen still hidden. I told the king to listen to me and keep an open mind about this. I pulled out the queen's book, a red silk book similar to her dress fabric, and opened it, facing the pages toward the king. She poured out of the book into a pool of silvery smoke, and barely took on a corporeal form. He tried to embrace her but couldn't. She told him to listen to her, as tears streamed from his eyes. He said, "Elizabeth" so sweetly, and she just began to take on her human form once again, and them I woke up.

I'm pretty sure everything turned out OK.

Last night bed 8:30pm - 3:20am

1. Around 11:50pm
I'm walking down the street towards home. My elementary school is on the other side. Someone says that it's danegour outside because helicopters are attacking.

I listen and I see a russian attack helicopter in the distance. I tell the kid who is there to run up to the doorway and lay down so they don't see him.

2. Same time
I walk out to Ophelia's porch. It's kinda wrap around few sides of the house, at first story hight. It's made of dark red/brownish wood with large gaps between rails. I notice huge holes in the railings. They are cut out in round and oval shapes. As if a cannon ball demolished it and they cut it to make it safe and looking better. A huge bird carved out of wood or tree is sitting on the tree, looking at me. I look up and there is a camouflage net between the roof and the railing, over the barbeque. The are being attacked by some projectiles. One gap in the railing is really big and even when she told me how bad the last one was, I just then realize how dangerous it is and how close she came to harm.

3. 3 am
I'm new at the FBI. We are all sitting at the meeting. I am suppose to collect DNA samples from saliva from everybody and they are suppose to fill out their info. It's for later to see how closely the lab matches them, just for fun.

We are gathering our things to go on a team excercise. Getting on a bus, someone is fetching our bags of FBI clothes because that's the only thing we are suppose to take with us.

We get to a house. Something has happened and reporters pull up. Everybody walks out to talk to them, I stay behind and when they ask, I tell them I'm not going out, this is me time.

+ I see a board of electronics, kid comes with spare parts saying he has "milli-watt capacitors", I say debugging/fixing this circuit will be too complex even with that. I imagine we could analyze half-adders, I see little components arranged and lights that would light up to indicate the result of the input bits and the computed output bits.

+ sitting at a table in large outdoor or atrium restaurant. There are two people sitting with me at the table. Some narrator (or I think?) before this something about one person being very well known and something to do with me killing him? I'm speaking: "now explain to me how genetic algorithms work, I've heard of them but never really understood them. They're main mode of operation is.....?" [woken by alarm as guy starts to answer]

up for a bit, BTS

+ standing with my mom and a doctor at some clinic. The doctor is behaving strangely and standing right up in my mom's face and is telling her off (or about to), I wonder why he's doing that and I plan to tell him to back the F* off away from my mom. I go through a door into an open room next door (no visuals at this point), go up to a girl and pull her pants off and I'm kneeling and have her straddle me? Half-daydream?

+ I'm in our car, driving, and there is a bad sound coming from the motor like something is very wrong in there, then the sound stops. I thinks this means the oil filter which they just replaced [FALSE] has come entirely off. I look at the instruments to see the oil pressure reading but don't see anything. (I turn off the engine?) thinking that without oil it may seize up at any time (?). I get out of the car expecting to see a mess of oil everywhere and I do see a large patch of it on the ground. I see on the hood a small round black thing that I take to be the oil filter which popped off. I open the hood and start unloading small rectangular plastic containers (like refreezable ice packs) which are covered in black oil, so I can get to the filter?

+ there's a group outside standing in circle down a hill a bit away from me, someone says "they're into Big Boob" [meaning some large women go topless, don't see it], then I'm with group playing catch with a volleyball and I'm lying down girl intercepts throw to me I get back at her by holding out my hand and "force pulling" the ball back to me

Inside a room/building with a door to the outside, there's a man there he opens a drawer it's filled with individually cellophane-wrapped treats, I open one and eat it it's a small ice-cream sandwich with white ice cream and plain brown cookie "buns", it's creamy and good and I'm taking bites from it for a while

I'm in a large open outdoor area in sunlight, I see a path on hills to the side, then I see a hillside next to me up close: it's remarkable, it's a natural display of multiple levels of earth and rock formed over the aeons. There are fields with tall weeds/grass nearby. My dad is in an adjoining field, far away to the side. He's saying something about trying to climb up the dirt cliffs on the other side and how hard this may be, it might collapse. I turn in his direction and head his way, I see that his position is under a cliff with tall trees growing on top. I jokingly call out to the tune of "George of the Jungle": "WATCH...OUT...FOR THAT...TREE!".

+ (vivid, present) I'm standing alone the side of my former CA home [location details don't really match though at this point], walking along the fence, and I stop and notice a break in the fence. This has me really confused, I can't remember a break in the fence. I'm standing for some while here trying to sort out what's going on. I don't remember this break, you can see right through to the neighbor's yard. I have a vague recollection that this part of the fence was previously broken [FALSE]. Then I see that it's not open at all, there is a chain link fence in the gap in the solid fence [this just appeared now], now I'm satisfied and stop thinking about it. But now I see that the fence top curls over our property and that someone could climb this fence and get into our house through a window.

I'm in the back yard of former CA home [this time accurate], playing tennis ball catch with my old dog L along the long open width of the property over the grass, some people are watching standing in the middle of this length around the start of the grass. I'm holding out my left hand with thumb separated from fingers widely in a "grabbing/grasping" gesture in order for L to run up to me and shove his face with the ball right into my hand so I can grab it, just the way I did with L when we would play this game. I grab the fall firmly, L lets go and starts running away from me in anticipation of the throw, and I bowl the ball quickly/strongly so that it overtakes L and L puts on a burst of speed and adjusts to the path of the ball. I throw it for L several times then I get concerned that L is old an this may be too taxing for him so I decide to throw more slowly and stop the game, and on the last throw L slows down and lies down for a rest. I think the observers are impressed with L's chasing ability and speed.

+ walking outdoors daylight I'm walking along the top of a dike's concrete spillway. Some European country? There are large bodies of water both on my left (at the level of the top of the spillway) and my right (10-20 feet below the level on the left). I reach a place where there is a valley/chasm, a bridge and a security/guard station is right there. The chasm is deep and the way to the bridge requires jumping/scrambling down rocks and leaping out into a platform. I'm quite hesitant because the drop is very far, a deadly fall. I end up making a "leap of faith" and grabbing quickly to the surrounding rock outcroppings to stop from falling, and turn around. Some people (backpacking/hiking?) are coming up, a family group, I speak briefly to the man?

+ indoors I'm sitting with a group of young people in a room, we're all sitting along a bench/couch along the long wall of the room. I'm leaning out and describing the rules of a game to everyone, I'm the game director. The rules are that each person gets a turn at first to take some action. Then the person they act upon gets to respond to that action, then (and this is the original part of the game I mention), the original actor gets to respond to the response. After each person gets a turn at an initial action and all the follow-up actions/responses are complete, that constitutes one turn. I say it can easily take 20-30 minutes for one turn. I'm wondering if I'm prepared enough to lead the story of this game.

+(f) arriving outdoors to some house at night, a deserted area nothing is around but open fields.

+(f) inside a house on a second floor room, I see a disheveled big dirty man, at first concerned but he introduces him self as [some single syllable name] and holds out his hand and I shake it and he says he's signed up for 2 days of work, then he'll leave.

+ in group of people at some party/barbeque, SerAru is on the other side of a glass wall (he's cooking at the barbeque?), and I open the door and lean out and first sing a little bit, I think people will think I have a nice voice, but my voice to me actually sounds fairly out of tune. I say to SA I'm going to the game, does he want to join me? He shakes his head.

Later, I'm shopping for clothing (for others, uniforms?) and taking off a sticky label from the clothing. [It's a purple and white horizontally stiped golf shirt?], I'm wondering if I should get matching shirts for everybody?

1:00 - 6:40
Demonic Crime Scene
I'm a disembodied observer inside a game world. I follow a playable character around as a youtuber, Rockleesmile aka Nick, talks about the game. I just see the game, but Nick's voice is easy to recognize. Nick is giving praise to this game and calls it Dead Space 2. The playable character does look like Isaac, but the game is an open world puzzle game with monsters that remind me of Dark Souls. Then Nick shows me the jetpack and how fast you can go with it. I am impressed. It looks fun. My memory here is a bit fuzzy, but I feel like I took over the playable character for a while to just fly around the level.

I continue as a cameraman. Nick explains that he has been stuck on this level for a long time. He goes into a large metallic building with wandering demons and two robots. These robots switch between a sad expression to a happy one. The two seem to be important to the puzzle. I force Nick to focus on this. With my influence, he solves the puzzle. The two robots start to fight and draw attention of a tiny demon that is wandering outside. This little black, transparent blob that's no bigger than my fist. The demon is annoyed by this fighting inside the building. It slaughters all the robots and demons inside the building. The path in no longer blocked.

I manifest a body and go deeper into this building. There's a crime scene and I have to solve puzzles, a lot of evidence on the ground. There is a cross on the ground made of black smoke. Red light shines from inside the smoke periodically. There are glowing red marks on the ground, about 15 of them. There is a big orb floating in the middle, I know that it's a soul. It's black, indicating that it belongs to a demon. There is a calendar on the ground and small vials on certain dates. I investigate these vials, at least one of them should have glowing green liquid inside. I break the first one I pick up. I notice that it's hard to do things that require precision, I feel like I'm drunk. (I should have RCed.)

WBTB from 6:40 to 7:10

Short dream: Hanna and Tuomas called me. They asked why I hadn't contacted in a long while. I started telling them about my health problems. As I focused on talking, my mind wandered like it does in waking life. The result of this inside a dream is a new dream scene. I was flying above a small fantasy village, like Shire from LotR, while still on the phone with Hanna. Hanna and Tuomas were very understanding. (It's like I see a dream with my mind's eye, while focusing on something else. I do it all the time. I also woke up after this.)

Fighting Tooth Fairy
I see a map and believe that I'm on a sailing ship. I'm trying to find the dock. I zoom in the map, but it doesn't help me too much. I force my vision out of the map, we are about to crash otherwise. As the map closes, my vision is in the sky, same angle as Diablo-games. The ship hits the dock and disappears. The crew is safely on the dock. A bit bizarre, I think. The wooden planks of the dock are a few centimeters underwater.

Dream skips a bit. I'm a cameraman again, following my brother's character. He went inland from the dock and is fighting a fleshy bull monster. I tell him how the monsters in this area are difficult. A charge attack will straight up kill you. Then I remember that my brother is level 38 and I was here at level 20. I tell him he might be ok. My brother is using a bow and arrow.

The next monster he encounters is a massive black salamander like creature with a large head and a huge mouth. The monster has small dragonfly-like wings. Reminds me of Dark Souls a lot. The arrows are not doing anything. I notice that the monster opens it's mouth periodically. I tell my brother to aim for it's mouth. My brother does so and it seems to work. A bright white light shoots out of the beasts mouth. Then we see a huge crystal inside it's mouth. The monster stops fighting us. It congratulates us on figuring out his weakness. I ask what the things around his neck are. "Extra teeth. I'm a tooth fairy."

The monster goes back down to a small canyon it crawled out of. We approach the edge of it. There is a small giant lying dead in the canyon. The corpse has some sick armor on. "Can we take those boots?" I ask the tooth fairy. "Sure, you earned it. Just take the boots though." The boots are shiny white metal. (And I think the real name for these are greaves and sabatons) I still have no body and my brother's character seems to be gone. A female knight in white armor takes the giant's boots and puts them on. She now has the complete set. She looks badass. (I woke up and focused on recalling as much details as I can, fell asleep for a bit more.)

Short dream: People gathering outside, getting ready for a competition. There are teams of 3-4 people. I see this vividly. I just stare at each character, because I don't usually see dream characters this vividly, their faces are often blurry. Not this time, I see everything clearly and without needing my glasses. (Some level of awareness, but not quite lucid.)

Lot of fragments remembered, not sure if they really fit together:

Driving very fast, had to pull into a carpark, hit a corner far to fast the car went around the corner against the barrier with a big drop to the side, it was quite frightening. Got to a ticket barrier but it was just a concrete block, got out of the car and saw that the tickets were being sold at the top of the next incline so went up there.
Then I was climbing up some stairs and realised that I was back at the hospital I trained at but it had been moved to a new building and an old lady was doing tours of the new building. I spoke to her and she explained that the hospital had been moved. I asked whether certain things were still on the same floors.
I was outside the hospital, someone asked me out for a drink, I explained that I now lived a long way away and had to get home and it would take 3 hours so I had to leave.
Then I was taking a patient home. I sat in the driving seat and tried to set the SatNav. It had unusual controls and I kept entering the wrong address.

I walked into a pub. Two old friends from school were sat at a table having a drink they seemed pleased but surpised to see me. I had to decide if I wanted a drink but decided against as I had to get back to school and didn't want any alcohol before that. I remember folding up a plastic bag and putting it on the bar, not sure why.
Then there was a whole group of people, I think it was my family, sat on the table near by. They had just finished a meal. My meal was sitting there halfeaten, I picked up a few bits and ate them by hand.

I was in some classroom. I was holding an assault rifle, there was a shootout within students, and some kind of ranks on how much has been killed. I was sneaking around, some students at s lesson. When I was about to shoot, the door to classroom opened and my father appeared. He was wearing only trousers and in one hand holding a shirt, in other a loaf of bread.

(Dreaming hasn't been a focus lately, but: )

I'm floating in a void full of clouds and stars, and recognize that I'm lucid. A destination comes to mind - not one I'd planned in advance, it's an impulse. With that thought, I have the impression I've changed direction, moving closer to the earth - slightly negative connotations here; not bad, just frivolous.

I'm in a bar; it serves as a front room for my actual destination. There's conversation, people sitting around at tables; the bartender's a heavyset and balding man. Asks what I want to drink. I believe I'm not physical enough here to either drink or pay for anything, but refusing to order anything isn't acceptable, so I ask for a water. I'm thinking about the unusual vividness of this scene. The man to my right, clearly a regular, starts talking to me and the bartender, talking about the guy who owns this place (the person I came here to see) and the way things are done here; I'm going to have to set up a tab before I can order anything, even water. The bartender asks to see my phone in order to give me the owner's number. I take it out, but the screen's showing what I think of as the real world, in contrast to this place. I'm concerned about the bartender seeing that and recognizing that I'm out of place here. I hand him the phone anyway. He programs the number in without seeing anything out of the ordinary and hands my phone back.

The image on the phone, my 'real' world, is showing a woman with dirty blonde hair, winter clothing, knit hat, walking on a narrow street at night, the outskirts of a small city maybe, lots of greenery around on this particular street but the sense that there's a much more heavily built up area within walking distance. She's talking to someone, male, a friend or a sibling. The scene shifts so I'm there with them. They walk, they talk, they're being followed by something other than me. There's a sense of the dream becoming a nightmare.

As they entered an apartment building, I made the mistake of reacting to the other thing following them, thus letting it realize I was aware of it and attracting its attention. It attempted to latch onto me instead, and in the next scene it's taken on the role of my younger sibling (not one of my actual IRL ones), inserting itself into a role in my dream the same way it had been playing a role in that woman's dream. There was a brief moment where I accepted it as my sibling, before I remembered. It was very shocked when I hurt it in the process of removing it. "Ow, ow, you're hurting me!" "Get off of me, then." It did, and I woke up.

Bed 9pm - 4:40am

I just went up the ski lift and went down the other side of the mountain. Then I realized I left my car on the other side and was trying to figure out where I am and how to get to it. Finally gave up and was asking people in a pub or ski lodge for a lift to the low lands, haha. Back home.

Now I just got on a train. The whole wagon we are in is small and it has a cushion type of a bed from wall to wall. We put the kids to the middle, because both sides have sliding doors and for some reason they are broken. So I sit with my foot on the door handle pushing it in the closed position so it doesn't open. One kid tries to open it and I almost freak out because she is about to fall out. I open the courtain so kids can see the landscape.

Both dreams full of confusion, discomfort, fear, leaving something behind I don't want to leave. Losing something.

I dreamed of Walter White and then I dreamed of me being on meth. My eyebrows wouldn't stop making angry motions, I couldn't control them. (Pray for me, I need prayer.) Consciously speaking I'm not even into the stuff and yet what the heck is this dream? Am I subconsciously somehow on it even if I don't know myself? Help, pray!

After I woke up, later in the afternoon on this day (this isn't in the dream) I saw someone whose right arm was twitching; it was easily noticeable with how far it was twitching. I wondered if he was on meth.

I thought I was awake but I wasn't. It was a False Awakening...I had a dream that I was just sitting here in bed eating & watching tv & one of my teeth broke halfway off & I freaked out & ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror & saw that one of my teeth had broken in half. I was freaking out & went back into my room. I thought this really happened in the end & made me have some serious anxiety.

I went back & made this journal entry because I forgot & it's my most serious reoccurring dream & reoccurring false awakening. I always think I'm awake when this happens & I wake up freaking out. It sometimes makes me have multiple false awakenings. It's a great fear I have because I have dentures on the top & fear the day I will need them on the bottom.... I don't mind talking about it.... I had crooked teeth as a child which I knew would lead to problems later in life & also had a heat stroke at a girl scout retreat along w/ some other girls which made me prone to having nausea. Now I have to be careful in the heat. Hence my anxiousness of my A/C not working right this summer. Then there was my Hyperemesis during my pregnancies I was constantly in the hospital puking up blood which ate at my teeth & stomach. Any puking scenario scares the hell out of me, where my teeth are concerned. And the final nail in the coffin was when I became a meth addict in my 20's..... Anyway, this was important for me as a person to add to my journal.

I'm in a dark room, and I turn over to look at a clock. It reads around 8:15, so I look away and look back. It still reads 8:15. This doesn't make sense as I know I need to be up at 6:10. I check my phone, but the buttons do not light up the screen after several attempts. I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming, so I noseplug and I'm lucid. I turn to me left and take a step, but quickly lose visuals and enter the blackness. I think back to the discussion on the black void vs white void and reflect on how this is the 'black void'. I begin to question access to memory and feel certain that I am in fact aware in this place, and can remember my dream goal of going to a mystic forest or resihi forest. I then wonder about the perception of this memory in the future and how to determine that it's not in fact a false memory... Well, I really feel like I'm here and now inside the void pondering this! I decide to wait for a dream to begin, and use a dream yoga visual tech of turning my visual field green. I then begin to picture myself in a lush forest with dense moss on the trees, and the scene appears in fairly good vividness. The visuals fade a bit, and I start stabilizing by singing a song that comes to mind. My voice is terrible, and I'm finding the whole attempt really funny. I become aware of a bright window to my right after the visuals became a bit dark, so I walk over. I see a rain forest them superimposed over M-Street. It is the most awesome this realm has ever looked. A light green hue hangs over the scene as dawn approaches. A light mist hangs in the air as well. The street is completely flooded with water, and a couple of jeeps are parked. I see the additional tall green trees out in the yard area and jump out the window. I see a three story basketball hoop and decide to swing myself up really high off of the net. As I descend, I use super-reach to grab the bottom of the net, and fling my body onto the black metal rim. I land perfectly and stare down as I stand solidly. I look around at the treetops and decide to fly to the right. I do a loop around the area, and see a bar area below. It reminds me of the restaurant by the bay that I recently took my parents to. A couple workers are in black and white vests behind the low black countertops preparing drinks. I get closer and hear some really interesting lounge type music playing. I turn away for the time and want to focus on dream goals I think back to the goal of consuming wild reishi that gives super lucid abilities. I approach the trees, simply telling myself that reishi will be there - of course it'll be there! Why wouldn't it? I approach and see that the trunks are made of thin metal. I look more closely with expectation and a small dark primordial stage mushroom is growing. No time to make a tea, so I eat it and tell myself it'll contain the super abilities. I continue looking upward expecting more, and increasing amounts begin to appear vertically in increasing size. They are very dark red with a rough exterior texture. I have a few more of different shapes but begin to actually feel my dream body with a 'full' sensation. I don't want any more at this point. I turn away and head back to the bar area. I want to see if they have any cacao drinks available. I fly over and begin looking around all of there toppings, yet only see cheese toppings and other similar condiments. I stop looking, and fly away listening to the music. I head back to the flooded street, really appreciating the greenish mist hanging over thescene. I start thinking of other dream goals I had come up with. I quickly wake for the day.

D1: I am hanging out w/ Ellen Degeneres & we are getting ready for The Peoples : Choice Awards Show. We are good friends. We gone down w/ Mike & are scoping out our seats. I tell him she has some things to do & I have to go get her a gift. He's irritated that we are leaving him there alone. Ellen says "Fuck It", "lets just go." We see Melissa McCarthy & say hi, cuz we are all good buds ya know. We went shopping & picked up things & ran into other people. When we got back Mike was even more pissed & saying, "See, I knew this would happen if you left!" He couldn't save the seats. I told him not to freak out & that Ellen can get us seats. So we leave him there, lol. I would never normally leave him but it's Ellen & we have to get sat down before things start. We finally find seats but I can see Mike & he's fuming!


Meesha Cat started bugging me & I batted her away but only had time to phase into a frag.

D2: I was still w/ Ellen & Mike & now we are at some really weird tacky ass funeral outside.

I had a third but just couldn't hold on to it. My A/c seems better today but my nose is still running from allergies. But I'll take the dreams I got because they were fun. Ellen is a common DC for me, also so is Melissa McCarthy.