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Three hours of sleep before work, immediately went back to sleep after work. I never plan to, it's just a bad habit and an unfortunate effect from being overworked. If all goes to plan, I'd have a month of 40 hours/week left, hopefully!

Also, I drank more apple juice, two bottles!

I dreamed that we had a school project about New York, and were paired up to do an assignment about New York in Utrecht. This girl was grinding her back against me the entire time the teacher explained the assignment while another teacher tried offering me Disneyland tickets which half of the class had except for me because I was broke. This girl I paired up with briefly looked like my colleague from my job, before looking like this girl from 4th grade that I was constantly beefing with (it was one-sided and I'm very embarrassed about how I behaved towards her) she randomly brought up that I should visit my dad with her and watch his surprise seeing me with her.

We briefly stop at a McDonalds with a terrace looking exactly like this open air club I was at the other day, because she wanted to return food she ordered or something. Meanwhile I'm taking a nap on the backseat of a car I borrowed, but didn't lock. I wake up and noticed that, although no damaged windows, the car was broken into and things beneath the chairs were taken.

I also notice that the car barely starts up and look for a gas station nearby, after my brain errors in my dream and refusing to let me look at my phone screen property with Google maps glitching and zooming in and out too extremely, I finally see a gas station nearby at the end of the park road I was parked in. However a conflict comes up which I have had multiple recurring dreams about: I am left alone with my parent's car at a random place and need to move it, but I don't have a driver's license as I don't know how to drive! I keep thinking about whether I should take the risk and just attempt to drive that last bit of the car and hope I don't get caught if I drive correctly.

I call my mom to explain the situation of me having to move the car. I leave the car behind on the park while another car in the background ironically gets towed, I go to my family home andy mom made a plan which includes a living Golden Retriever dog hidden in a statue made out of apples as a distraction decoy, while a fictional old antisocial neighbour I have gets in the car and drives it away. The neighbour dislikes going outside and this whole detailed plan was made for him to get into the car while avoiding any form of social interaction. My mom then tells me to bring a college essay, I quickly print one before leaving the house.

I for whatever reason had this small model of office buildings in my home office in my apartment where I kept my work supplies, which was a visual I briefly saw moments before realising I was dreaming and didn't have to go through with the extremely detailed plan.

Dream was in Dutch.

I am staying in some hotel. There is a main bedroom and a smaller one as well as a bathroom or two. The walls are an older style of wood paneling. In the smaller bedroom, there are kids clothes in the closet and other things about, as if someone’s just cleared the visible areas. I now realize that I’m staying in someone’s house. I call Melissa and tell her this. I also end up talking to the owner - she seems like a middle aged, single mom with a kid of 5 or so. She’s said that he’s just going to do one activity and then the room will be all clean. She is nice and genuine, so I feel bad about staying here. I’m now looking at the view of the horizon from here. There are rocky peaks in the distance and beautiful green land in the foreground. A glowing, orange sunset makes for an inspiring scene. I tell her it reminds me of Frenchmans back home.


I’m walking through New York City, trying to find a restaurant. I’m in what feels like a really long indoor strip mall. I get glimpses of the city street outside and end up walking through all of it more than once.

2nd February 2022

Fragment:

A bit like DSP, travelling to a mini water planet orbiting a larger regular planet. I remember trying to build something, though finding it difficult because of not having much terrain to build on initially. Throughout this dream I recall a nice sense of scale and somewhat strange proportions with regards to perspective.

Dream:

Statue of Liberty arriving in bits for assembly, in several barges/boats. There's a wait for more parts to arrive. Some narration describing what's going on? Some ships are taking more months than they should be taking at sea and others are ending up at nearby docks, but still distant from where they should actually be arriving at.

The pieces of the statue are all already turned green. I mostly see all of this from distant or aerial views. Then I see a giant zombie rising from the ocean. It/he isn't hostile but is reckless and sinks at least one ship that happens to be in his path. I vaguely see red glowing eyes?

Eventually the entire scale of the dream decreases and instead of a large New York bay, the scene is now a street or room, with no trace of water or having been wet. The zombie is here and is childlike, both in size and behaviour; he's trying to communicate in some way, but not with language, as he doesn't seem capable of it.

There's a living child nearby, not sure if a boy or a girl. This child is curious about the zombie and wants to interact or play with him but some nearby adults or parents are very apprehensive and worried about the zombie child and want to keep the living child away, despite the fact that the child doesn't seem frightened or anything.

The zombie child seems to have been able to communicate that he wants an engineer or electrician, for something to do with electricity.


5th February 2022

Fragment:

Something about having the key to the car and driving around. H is in the passenger seat and we go via some mountainous areas which makes H critique my driving, though I comment that he hasn't been a passenger in a while either. Point of view shifts a few times, between first person and aerial views? Something blends with sci-fi or space context.


Notes:

- All throughout the dream with the zombie, there was a very grungy, gritty and generally dark or overcast mood to everything. Everything felt desaturated apart from a few details like the red eyes and the green of the statue's plating.

- The zombie figure is very clearly lacking specific skills that relate to consciousness but seems to make up for them through keen intuitive and primal instincts with regards to communication. His intents were never clear from the start apart from the fact that there was no open hostility, just a sort of single-minded tunnel-vision.
-- There are some other clear elements of unconsciousness about the zombie character, such as the fact that he rises suddenly from the ocean, such as thoughts or images that cross the threshold of consciousness but that do not yet make themselves clear or which have their own nature.
-- The giant attribute made me feel a mix of excitement, arousal and concern, as has always been common for me with such themes, a lot of the time. The fact that the character was undead added to the element of concern.

- Through most of that dream, I felt mostly detached from everything, like I was mostly there as an observer, though in the second half of the dream I felt more present.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Going with friends to a museum. It's some inauguration night. As soon as I arrive there I go look for a toilet and I separate from them. I see a sign indicating toilet on the 2nd floor. Some black kid is also going that direction but he keeps going up the stairs into the next floor, which is pitch dark. Even the area of the toilet entrance is very dark and I can barely see. I don't get to pee because the kid comes running and screaming that he is being chased by three African warriors with spears. I think it's probably actors hired to enact for the event, but when I hear their footsteps and see the shapes of these men, I also get scared and run after the kid. Back to the ground floor where there is light and other people we feel safe and the truth is they stopped chasing us, but the kid is still in absolute panic and holds on to me crying. I ask for his parents but he can't reply, he froze and says nothing. I go around with him on my arms, trying to spot someone looking for him. I think about going to the reception so they announce a lost kid through the speakers, but then spot my friends and my dad. They help look around. I then spot a group of black girls a bit older, but for some reason I feel that they might know him and ask them if they know the kid. They kinda know him and tell me he is with a white lady that runs a charity for orphan kids. They are from another similar group, both came together to this event. They lead me to her and she knows him but seems a bit spaced out, not worried at all about the kid. She wants to show me a scrap book she made all about herself, totally boring. I leave the kid with her, but I bonded with him so much I am thinking about looking how to adopt him.
Meanwhile my dad finds another toilet where I could go, but there is a puma on the lose on that area, according to him. I don't see a puma but I see 3 or 4 lionesses running down the corridor and I jump on a balcony to escape them. They were not after me. They seem domesticated and I see them interacting with visitors and not even attacking their dogs, but I still prefer to keep my distance. So I go outside with my friends and there is an aquarium like the Sea World, with a series of tanks with whales. The whales are somewhat entertained playing a new game with balls with their trainer, but the tank is ridiculously small for so many whales. It has a canal that possibly connects to other tanks so we follow to see if they have better conditions on the next tank just to find a dying whale in a very shallow water area. We look around for help, but nobody is there, so we shout at people at a distance that a whale is dying. My dad mocks me because I say in English that the whale is thirsty, instead of saying she has no water. Anyway, the tank is emptying because something cracked it and the water got out. Soon after we hear a big explosion and behind us there is this iconic Wall Street tall building with with columns. A cloud of dust and smoke explodes to outside and debris are being projected in our direction. I say sorry to the whale that we can't save her and suggest we take the emptied canal as a shortcut to run away from the explosion. It is a good idea until we hear what seems the other tank uphill cracking and putting us in danger of being washed away. We run faster and get out of it. We reach some streets where everyone in panic dropped everything. I see a bunch of jewelry on the ground and pick it up. But then I realize it slows me down and say to myself that this greed will kill me. I still don't toss it out. I evaluate my safety, realize I am out of harms way and keep the jewels. Then we reach Central Park and it is all burned down to the ground and covered in ashes.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am at home and I see people outside. I take a peek and see a group with backpacks sitting outside. I talk to them through the window, they are Brazilian and are a bit lost. They want to stay the night at my house, don't mind sleeping on the floor. But I say absolutely no, they insist, don't understand my attitude. I am freaking out and tell them to please get out of my land and I close the gate. There is one among them who is quite a hunk and I feel kind of sorry to let him go, but I think of my safety and the safety of my furry babies and I insist they can't stay, because I really don't know their intentions.

In London, close to my old friend Stephen. I decide to pass by his door, and it is open. I go upsairs and I hear lots of voices. I turn around, changing my mind, but he appears on top of the stairs and recognizes me. Actually now he is not Stephen anymore but my old friend Joan from Catalunia. I go inside and they are having a slumber party, and my friend Tania is there! When we are ready to sleep, I ask to stay because I don't want to go take a bus, but there is no room and also all my stuff is at the hotel I am staying.

Arriving to NY by boat, with Riverstone and Nighthwak. I don't know where Riverstone is, he is going around meeting other people. I took a shower and I am on the sofa wrapped in a towel watching some romantic live action Disney fairytale. Nighthawk turns it off at the very end when the plot unravels and the prince declares his love to the princess. Or at least I expected so. I complain he turned it off, ahead of the ending. He replies that he thought the movie was over already. I say no, it is obvious that they are in love with each other and he was going to say something. Then I feel like maybe he knew it and that was why he turned it off. There is an awkward silence between us and I realize the hidden meaning of what happened. Then he says ok, but doesn't mean they should be together, she should be with the other guy who says things down to earth, not the enchanted prince because he says poetic stuff or whatever. I disagree. We then sit for lunch at the cafeteria. Love is in the air, despite the BS he just said. The boat reaches the shore and my mom, who was there waiting for us, comes rushing that she has bought tickets for a ferry around Manhattan, but it leaves in a few minutes. She grabs my purse and I run after her, forgetting all my luggage behind. At the dock I tell her I need to get my luggage first, she is upset that the other boat is in 5 mins or so, bit I also get angry that she took my purse with my documents and cell phone and I had to follow her but and leave everything behind. Then she denies having done it and says she doesn't have my purse. I cant believe it. I am going back to the boat to get my luggage and I say we can take some other ferry later and she needs to look for my purse meanwhile. But the boat is gone and I run around looking for it or someone from it. I do meet a girl who was also a passenger and she has the key to a van where all the bags left behind are stored to be taken elsewhere. She allows me to look for mine and there it is. But now I must find my mom again or I am alone, stuck with no documents.

Non-dream stuff; couldn't remember any dreams yesterday. Today I woke up at about 8 but forgot dreams so got up and did something before getting back in bed and then remembering the following non-lucid fragment.

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Fragment:

I remember I had a camera-like perception and that I was seeing some recorded footage from a car in New York. People were talking about the footage, and it was like one of those CSI programmes. I don't remember the footage very well other than it was the car going on to a bridge, then making a U-turn and then starting to drive off. Then I was at the bridge place and there was a blonde woman in a red dress, whom was implied by the dream context to be a hooker, and she looked pretty clueless but was related to the car thing, especially given the fact she was in the middle of the initial stretch of the bridge road.

Then I moved away from the bridge, to a T-intersection with it, or rather that its road made with another, and saw 2 blue camouflage soldiers diverting traffic and telling everyone to not come closer. They had an RPG-Launcher on their left hand and a typical American assault rifle on their right hand, which made me wonder how they would be able to appropriately fire the RPG at an incoming tank or something. They had blue helmets, too.

In the distance, I saw some skyscrapers, and a certain one behind another had something funny about its logo that was related to whatever was going on at the bridge, but its like nobody else had made the connection, though I don't remember details.

It was day for the entirety of the dream.

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Some notes:

• I've never been to New York, and in fact have really only ever seen it in games and police tv dramas.
• The blue camo soldiers were more than likely some sort of U.N. force.
• I am not sure that I ever had a physical representation in this dream, so I'm not sure how a RC would have worked.
• The soldiers looked a bit bored and somewhat agitated at the same time.

I'm off today so slept 9:20pm - 6:30 am

Had 3 distinct dreams.

DR1 10:53pm
I am in a huge place. It's a shape of a swimming pool, with all corners rounded and it's made from yellow/brow/greenish dirt and sand. Has a feel of foundry or some other place that has huge machinery and railings on the floor, walls and a ceiling and deals with molten metal. Somehow I'm flying near the ceiling, or I'm on some machinery being taken to the other end of this room. Trying to figure out something, how to fit some equipment to the one already there or something like that.

DR2 2:57am
I'm looking at some emails that were lost till now. They were send in May (I know in a dream it's already August) but they were delivered just now. I'm reading them. One says something about mom of some kids not being comfortable with some social events done on behalf of her kids.

6:30am
I'm with a large group of people in New York. They seem to be owners of some grocery store and other ultra rich people. I don't feel right among them, they seem to think I belong there. One older lady speaks to me in Yiddish and I'm thinking now they will realize I'm not one of them.

Everybody has a bike now and they give me a different bike. It's ultra slim frame and wheels. They are designed for street races. I'm testing it out as we all start to bike as a group. I'm testing the hand breaks, righ is the back and left is the front brake. I keep my feet down a bit before I sit on the seat to see if it's not too high. We bike through some snow and ice and kids are playing street ice hockey there. Looks like a sports park, because another group of bikers come in opposite direction so I'm not worried that we will disturb the players. I clearly see the snow and ice on the ground and I wonder why, since it's not winter.

I was playing with some pieces of cat separated into parts like it was ready to eat. It was disturbing a little since I think of cats as pets and not food. But in my dream memory I'd seen cat being served like that before (and I have actually had similar dreams before). Anyway, I decided I wasn't hungry.

Then I was on a vacation with my family. I remember my parents and younger niece being there, but there were others too. We were somewhere in New York. We kayaked along a river to a waterfall. Me and my niece were the first ones to make it to the waterfall as the other ones were still kayaking close behind. We climbed some rocks up the waterfall to the hotel room, which was on top of the waterfall, with one wall opened to the outside. The first thing my niece spotted was a hot tub so we got in it. I thought it would be nice after the long kayaking trip through the cold water. It was a big white hot tub with jets but the water was really cold. Me and my niece were talking about how hot tubs were supposed to be hot, so even though I didn't mind the cold water, I found a hot/cold switch on the side of the tub and switched it to "hot." As the water was warming up I thought about how hot tubs sometimes give me headaches and thought I shouldn't stay in there long after the water gets hot.

I looked out over the river and it was very pretty, winding through some trees. I found a map in the hotel room. It was a big map that was rolled up and pulled down with a cord. I couldn't tell if it was an accurate map of New York because I hadn't really closely examined one before.

The next thing I remember I was with my parents and my dad was driving down a red brick road that was actually a pedestrian walkway. Another driver had made a similar mistake and was driving down some brick steps that were also part of the pedestrian walkway. People were staring as the driver was stuck on the steps. People were trying to direct the drivers to the actual road.

Then in another dream I was vacationing again with my boyfriend somewhere. I was digging a green fuzzy plant out of the ground in the woods but the ground wasn't normal ground. It was softer and was as easy to dig through as an apple but the texture was like rubber. It was a light orange color. Then I was somehow mining out pretty rocks with my hands. I pulled out a pretty, irregularly shaped bright green rock. I pulled out pretty transparent whitish rocks. I pulled out some transparent rocks with square shaped patterns. I showed the rocks to a woman and was talking about how cool and pretty the rocks were. I thought I could just take the rocks for free but the woman said I had to go into the building and pay a fee to take the rocks. Different rocks had different fees. I was disappointed but went into the building because I wanted to get the rocks I could afford. I saw the signs with the different fees for the rocks. The building seemed kind of empty as I walked to different rooms. It was like a museum or educational type of place.

11.07.15

sleep 3:45pm-10pm

Finally recall.

I'm somewhere in US with my mom. She says we are going somewhere to see our family. So I buy a plane ticket.

Sitting on an airplane. Window seat. I notice that it's rather comfortable. After you squeeze into your row, the seat itself is larger and more comfy than on other planes. I realize it's because this is a smaller plane.

Somehow I don't know where we are going. We just landed and are taxiing to the airport building. Going under few bridges that look like tunnels. I tell my mom this looks like tunnels in town where we live in europe. Just then I glance a city in the distance and it's New York. I tell her "we are in NY, NY!" Is that where we were going? She says yes, so I'm like cool, I got the right plane ticket.

Some people are getting off, so is my mom. I get up an start walking to the door, but stop to grab a in-flight magazine to learn what type of an airplane this is so I can travel with same one next time. I'm only few seconds behind others, but by the time I get to the door, flight attendant just closed it. I say I'm getting off, so she opens it and I quickly walk out.

There is no airport building, only a dirt field. I look back and there is a chain link fence with small, faded metal sign saying the name of the airport. I'm trying to make it out and remember it. The last part of the name is ...Field.

We walk into some small bar. My mom shows the barkeep a map and asks him how to get to the marked address. It's a crossing of 2 streets. Barkeep writes down few bus line names. A bus arrives outside and leaves. I say there was a bus, but he says we should take a tour bus line, otherwise the bus driver may get mad.

I look at the map. My mom keeps mentioning we need to get to Bonaventura. But the name of 2 cross streets is different. Then I remember that Bonaventura is a name of the building her mom's sister lives. We are going to visit her. I saw the building on the google. It's very nice, with a doorman and all.

2.
We are sitting at the table as guests on come cooking competition. There are 4 kitchens for the competitors. They have teams of 4-5 people. My mom is asking them a lots of questions just to be annoying. I tell her to stop, they need to think what they gonna cook. When she doesn't stop, I walk up to the group of judges and I wait for them to finish evaluating before I tell them about mom. They say it's time to leave anyway. My mom is not happy, but I tell her that guests are allowed to stay only for first half anyway.

7.2.15

I'm on a trip someplace. Leaving from there with others. Sitting in the front seet of some kind of a speed boat. I wonder if out boxes we carry will topple from the wild ride, when i see them slide. Then I realize it's a Disney ride. But someone comes to me in a hurry and start piling some boxes in my lap to hold them.

One is open top box. It has some water in it and it's full of creatures. I say to the person "daum, there are venomous brown recluse spiders in there, some worm, a venomous caterpillar - and you putting that in my lap on this wild ride"?

I'm holding the box and watch the water slosh all over in waves, as the boat moves, and each time it touches my hand so do bunch of critters.

I'm watching the caterpillar crawl out and on my hand and I'm waiting to be bitten.

DR2
I'm visiting my old preschool I attended in age of 5. I look into drawers and they are full of nicely organized towels, pyjamas, clothes for kids. I'm talking to old teachers there. When leaving, I learn we were allowed to take our tiny chairs with us, as long as they had 2 or more names carved into them. I feel bad for not taking mine, if I had one.

6.12.15

Still night shifts, so sleeping from noon till 9-10 pm. Except today, because I had to go to my second job after first one. Got home at 1 pm, bed at 3 pm - 9:45.

Bunch of dreams

1. A child slides down the stairs that look like stone stairs in my moms apartment. He slides head first and his head hits the floor 2-3 times. I feel bad, even when I didn't do it.

2. I'm on a wooden deck, very high up in the sky. It's attached to some building. The deck is overlooking a bay and I can see in the distance the Liberty Island and Statue of Liberty. I'm taking a picture of a child with the statue, then I ask him to take mine. More people are there, just sitting, wrapped in blankets and coats because it's windy.

3. I point to an apartment overlooking the bay in New York. I show it to this kid. Tell him either me or him has to move there. It belongs to the owner of New York sports team. I'm sad we have to separate, and I know he is too.

4. I'm walking on the edge of grassy playing field. Lots of people to my left, playing all kinds of sports and games. It's the Olympic games. People in white uniforms playing with volleyball, showing off their skills. But the game is not volleyball.

As I'm walking, I realize the games are televised and I wonder what will people think seeing me on TV, why am I there, how do I look and if it's even legal for me to be waling there. But I'm sure it is.

5. Now I'm walking on the edge of the water. There are some puddles on the walk path and I see bunch of marine animals in them. There is a beautiful and huge octopus, and another one, smaller. One of the tentacles is hanging out of the water. Tons of soft coral, anemonies, crabs, I don't want to step on anything, and don't wanna be grabbed by the octopus. I pull out my phone and want to take picture of them. Looking for an angle where sun is not reflecting off the surface, but I can see what's under water. I see that few times when sun shines right through. Have to wait for it few times because it's kinda cloudy and clouds are moving fast.

Now this is what I'm talking about!

A nonlucid dream about a story somewhat paralleling Jack and the giant Beanstalk. I am with this boy who must climb this massive, twisty tree trunk like tower through this cloudy, foggy sky.
I became lucid in this and flew up the tower to observe him while he climbed. He was doing so rather quickly, jumping from platform to platform; the entire outside of the tower was covered in gnarled spikes and branches that could be used as platforms. The dark, stormy clouds seemed to be in layers. Lightning cracked all around me and the rain was coming down heavily. He eventually reached the top, above the clouds. The wind was blowing very strongly here it was hard for me to keep myself stable while flying. I landed atop the tower; we were basically in outer space now, with just a thin band of blue on the horizon and the sun, moon and stars ahead. The storm clouds below us seemed to be swirling, centered around the tower we were atop.
I grabbed onto a small ridge to fight the wind. I was correct in the fact that the tower was made out of a wooden material.
The boy had no trouble standing up while I was squinting to look into the wind and see him. He was a big, chunky boy but looked young, younger than me, and had either orange or blonde hair, I can't remember. He turned to me and thanked me for giving him the chance to climb the tower, and then rocketed off into space on a golden flame.
The scenario repeated at least once. In one other version, he failed to reach the top of the tower.

Something to do with parking an airplane at the airport. I passed through a narrow area between two buildings and I was afraid that the wings would not fit, but somehow they did.

Something to do with purchasing an absurdly small container of chocolate milk at the airport convince store.

Something to do with the fact that a PG rated movie isn't allowed to kill more than two people.

I am walking with my family on the path by our house when this blonde girl runs by. While running, she tells me that I am in fact dreaming.
I turn and say something to myself about how gravity only exists if I want it to. Flying on, let's go.
I begin buzzing around the general area, impressing my family and what not for awhile. I flew between some tree branches and power lines. I recall my foot brushing up against one of the power lines, I was afraid that I might get shocked but then remembered that I wasn't grounded.
I eventually decided to see how far I could take my flying. I looked into the clear blue sky and saw the moon. Oh, yeah, I'm going there! I began heading up, and at first I was moving very slowly. Once I got above about 200 feet I started accelerating very rapidly, making a sort of jet turbine sound. A shock cone forms around me as I break the atmosphere and look back to earth. I can see the curve of the planet below me.
I try to recall the first lucid dream where the boy flew away from the edge of space and do the same thing. I begin to rocket toward the moon
...
Dangit. Somehow I forgot what happened. The dream ended with me becoming some sort of lucid dreaming superhero, like superman in New York. I had a sealed apartment on the top floor of a building that could only be accessed by me flying. I was currently working on stocking the fridge and pantry with dream-food.

I am a part of this plot about a secret society of fuel miners. They have lived underground inside of a mountain mining this rare fuel and selling it to buyers on the surface world. There is this scene where about four guys managed to escape though ore chutes in the main compound. The leader of the group drops a bomb down the chutes but when it explodes it doesn't bring them back up, it just pushes them along faster.
A brute of a man moves a decommissioned mining robot and blocks the ore chutes so that nobody can escape.
The miners live in this mall-like underground area, mostly constructed of scrap metal. They have a whole society with a school, doctor, barber, and stores. All of their supplies are earned by trading with the upstairs world.
The leader manages to find someone who was in on the escape in the med bay. The would-be escapee fibbed that his injuries were from a mining accident. The leader character was angry with him to say the least. He grabbed the injured man by the jaw and started asking him questions about where the others went.
...
Meanwhile, I am with Marcus and this female DC. She wears square glasses, like Marcus but has long black hair in a ponytail and all of this backpacking equipment. She is a local guide who is going help Marcus find this fuel-mining society. And of course I'm there because... reasons. We are in the parking lot of a chuck-e-cheese in a small desert town supposedly not far from the underground mine. The female DC takes out a hologram device.
"Now then, we have reason to believe that the center of their operations is about four clicks east... probably in a natural lava tube system...."
She continues showing through a hologram how fuel deposits have emptied in the years and surface drilling companies have not come across any fuel where there should be.
"There was 1100 units of fuel directly below us, but in 2003, it just vanished. My theory, underground miners selling to the highest bidder." Look how the cave collapses in 2007, four years later."
We strike out, and of course the first thing we have to do is climb a plateau. We start climbing, and the only one who is getting anywhere is the guide chic. Marcus is struggling. I'm struggling.
We were about halfway to the top when the guide chic made it. She started urging us to hurry up and for some reason this made me lucid. I let go of the cliff and started flying up to the top. When I reached the top, I told myself Marcus would appear in 3...2...1. And just then he climbs up the top of the cliff.
I look out over the desert and the small town at the base of the plateau. Its hot. Clear day. I've never felt that much heat in a dream. I should do a scene change to someplace where I can beat the heat.
It doesn't take much, now I am on a beach, but with red desert sand. I am on a small, crescent shaped island with a dormant volcano on one end and a large beach populated with dream characters.
Marcus and the girl continue on their quest to find this society as if nothing has changed. I tell them that I am going to fly off on my own devices. I run towards the water and think of the previous LD where I was flying. I manage to 'catch' for about five seconds before I fall into the ocean.
Sooo good in the heat of the dream sun though!
I get out of the water. I can't see Marcus or his guide anymore. I somehow spot Manei out of the crowd of people on the beach, asleep on a towel, and run over to her, recalling everything I have to do with her.
She must have been asleep because she didn't stir until I got close. She sat up and lowered her sunglasses. (Note: Manei wears often sunglasses when she blends into the background.) She looked really confused that I was there, lucid and standing in front of her.
"Come on, I have a lot to ask you..." I gestured my head to one side that we could walk away from the crowd.
Unfortunatley, My roommate wins the award for comedic timing. HIS ALARM WENT OFF RIGHT AT THIS MOMENT!!!

Thursday28th August 2014

Moon Cycle: 7% illuminated Waxing crescent moving from Virgo to Libra

Tarot Card of Day: Queen of Swords

Mayan Calender: White Electric Wind

Dream

I was frustrated and feeling slightly annoyed. Who wouldn't be, after being told that you have to pay for the food at a funeral service. At first i thought it to be some kind of sick joke to play at a funeral, but after my uncle confirmed i put the keish/cottage pie down and left the half hexagon lecture the ceremony was taking place.

(Scene change):
I find myself in an artificial wave pool in the centre a city that could be New York.
A golden sandy artificial beach lines the shore, and fake rocks built into a wall create a surrounding perimeter.

There's a small crowd out in the water and and mind my own business,duck-diving waves and catching the ones I can.
My balance is wobbly, and I attribute this to not having surfed for a while. There's a few self conscious thoughts floating around in my head,worrying about how i look while I'm on the wave.
Suddenly from the far wall of the wave pool I see many old high school "friend"s trying to throw rocks directly at me!
"Get off of our turf!"they shout
Angered by this, I'm overcome by the urge to pull the middle finger at them, but think twice.There's many of them,and one of me.
Another real friend gets close to me from the wall and tells me to ignore them.
Shortly after, the entire pool is drained of water. It was now apparently the kids under thirteens chance to surf,and everyone was to leave the water.

2 DILDs 6/21, 1 on 6/22 & 6/26. Possible lucid 6/18 but not counting it. Semi Lucid 6/25

6/18: possible lucid/not counting - working from my family room everything went completely dark and I knew something was odd, this is dream-like and I stay very calm just the way I respond to the void and I think quite different from the way I would act IWL. (This makes me wonder what I was dreaming right before this). After a short time in the void it went to some NREM-like visuals including a grid pattern which seems relatively common for me (smaller and uneven blocks within the grid than in the past). Also acted lucid-like with a young lady who apparently goes both ways and I said we should invite a female friend to join us.

6/21: DILD#1 leaving out details since I told this person about the dream. The person wasn't making any sense in their answer to my question so I realized it was a dream but didn't get very far with it anyway. 163

6/21 DILD#2 later in night; I had been disappointed that I didn't get another Father's Day appropriate lucid like I did Father's Day 2013 but I got one late featuring my son as a toddler in the house he grew up in. It was cute. At first my thought in the dream was why is my son (who is a young man now) pretending to be a little boy and making a fuss but I finally looked over at him and noticed his head was barely visible, looking closer he was not sitting on the floor but was just a little boy and I realized I was dreaming! I love seeing my son as a small boy again in dreams. The dream fades to a visual of my ceiling and then of what seemed like a dreamlet of a friendly looking talking tree and then a close up of my face with my eyes closed (assumed it was of me sleeping)...odd! 164

6/22 Great New York City dream flying around the city. Hanging on the edge ofa tall building and seeing a guy dancing around on the streets and the song New York, New York playing. Where did that come from?? Also some discussion on slowing down for the important parts (of song? of life? NY tour? of speech? of explanations?). Wake, recall dream smiling.
DILD: * I am in a big room don't think it has the airport yet but becomes airport later. I see a guy go by in a really nice suit. I see elder bro-law walk by. Also N the show tunes lover perhaps brought to scene by thoughts related to bro-law. Bro-law comes back by and says something like your family all left you and went on vacation. Now it seems like I'm at the airport and there's some announcements I don't know if it mentions my wife's name or my name but I got up to look at the screen like they have at airports. Amazing, the screen says "(insert wife's 1st & last name) your flight is on hold because you are lucid." What? I am dreaming this? I float up and start swooping around this airport waiting area with high ceilings and I almost go for this hot young thing but I think let me just explore. I fly around a bit more before it goes dark so I decided to land back down on my feet on the ground and I start walking in the dark waiting for the scene to come back but instead I find myself back bed. 165

6/23: excited to hear that a friend saw me on an episode of Lost. Oh yeah, I must have been an extra...doh! Also found out my voice would be used in a World Cup video game.

6/25 Kevin Spacey as an assassin stalking a sexy blonde. Played more like watching a movie. I don't think I was involved in the story. +Two very sexy dreams. One with someone I know, another I don't recognize but super hot! Seemed semi-lucid. Yowzers!

6/26 DILD: At odd version of where I play league games. Then changing in bedroom like set up. Son with me. I decide to change in front of woman and she hangs behind me seemingly checking out my butt. Wife calls and sounds half asleep. Confusion as uncle D(?) hears the call and it is a mix of wife's call and client call like I switched between calls but client was still on line and can hear client at end of call. Becomes a family gathering... some Susan lady is there...why is she even there? She tore two of my old photographs. Each had my cousins in them. Two eldest cousins I think. Why would she do that. I am so angry! I feel like waking this Susan up right now! Aunt of eldest cousin dissuades me. I go out front door and through a big locking gate (to my car?) but can't lock gate when come back in...a little fear like someone might be following me to gate. I leave it and head for the door. A strange woman and family let me in. Huge dog seems friendly at first but then the owner has to hold him back from knocking me over. "How did I get to the wrong house? This is like I stepped into the Twilight Zone. Ah I know what's going on...I'm dreaming." I look around at this family and feel frisky but it goes dark but I stay calm. I remove my pants and underwear in the dark and it gets tied up around my ankles so I whip it the rest of the way of with tk (ignore problems/ take decisive action). Off shirt, fully nude. Soon I hear someone talking to me and I am back in a room with a large family....not sure if it is the same and is not my family...I don't see the strange lady. I scan the room and there is a cute girl but too young and she slightly morphs to a boyish look. I turn to my left...she will do just fine. I reach over to her and she turns away a little. I Jedi mind her and say you know you want this. Intercourse and then whip it out and stick it in her mouth. She does well but I decide to be more romantic with her pull it out but dream fades. 166

01-03-2014 -- I find myself in a nice mall somewhere, wandering around, looking at shops. Everything is still done up for the Christmas holidays, even though it is now a week-and-a-half after Christmas, and I soon find myself approaching an ice skating rink that has been created in the middle of the mall, inspired by something I recently saw on TV or in a movie probably (almost certainly something taking place in New York at Rockefeller Center.)

Then somehow it is the first day of a new Christmas stage show being put on at Videopolis, which Disney seems to have rebuilt. Though I am not sure how, I am here, and it is early in the morning. I can see a sort of dress rehearsal going on, and I have no idea why I am here, since it is something like 5:30 in the morning, and the park doesn't even open until seven, with the first performance being at 7:30. I find myself standing around and thinking about it for a while, and am just staring to wonder if I should go home and try to see the show later or something, when I find there are people wandering around me.

Seems it is now after seven, and they are almost ready for the show. Security drops the chains so we can go down to get seats, but somehow I am not right there, and as I make my way down to the seats all the front row seats are taken up. I am running back and forth in the first and second rows trying to find a seat, and finally one seems to open up in the second row, but right after I sit down, some woman comes up yelling for me to get out of her seat. It turns out her father, sitting in the seat next to me was supposed to be saving the seat, but he fell asleep.

I start scrambling for a seat, but the place is filling up so fast that every section I get to has just been seated, and I soon find myself standing in the very back, right by the Yumz snack bar, trying to find a place I can stand and see the show, but I am standing behind a big support pillar, so even now I can't see very much. The show starts, and it is being performed mostly by the people from the Adventurers Club or people related to it. I see Karl, Philip, Anne, Greg Triggs (Comedy Warehouse) and (oddly out of place) the Brigadier's daughter from the seventh season of the new Doctor Who series acting as the stage manager. For some reason, though I was on good terms with almost all of them except Anne in the past, now they all seem to be mad at me.

Greg has slid across on a rope (as part of the show) to the area I am standing in, and then proceeds to make me a part of the show, but in the most offensive, obnoxious, and hateful way he can, and I know Disney would not allow them to do this with the average guest, and I can't get why he thinks he can get away with this with me, or where all this hate has come from. He is constantly insulting me, and also sprays acid on my face, so I am rolling around on the ground as my eyes burn, and he is even making fun of the way I roll around.

For some reason, though this is a Christmas show, it is only opening today, January 3rd, on the last day of the Christmas holiday. It is also the last day that my annual pass is good for, so this is the only time I can see the show, but I am so mad at the way I have been treated by Greg, I start to just stomp out of the area and decide to go home and forget the damn show! But as I start to walk out of the show, it has just ended, and everybody else is walking out, as well.

I hear a voice calling my name, and find myself facing Amy F (a friend I knew in high school) and her new husband. They ask why I seem so upset, and I explain as we walk the parade route from Small World toward the Matterhorn, and they are also horrified about how I have been treated. Amy feels she needs to use the restroom, but can only seem to find the men's room. I point out how the door to the women's room is just a little further along, probably because it is located right behind the men's room with doors to either side of the men's room doors, making it a longer restroom since they have to have all stalls, rather than some stalls and some urinals. There was also a moment where we found ourselves back near the stage, and a large black woman on a strange cross between a wheelchair and a gurney ends up rolling down a flight of steps until we manage to stop her. Odd stuff.

Somehow it is suddenly the next day. Amy and her husband are gone, and I am back at Videopolis, though I don't know how. The performers are getting ready to do the show again, even though the Christmas season ended yesterday, and somehow I am backstage, half-invisible, hanging on some sort of a long silk pennant (like the ones they spun and climbed in Circus Fantasy), where nobody can see me, just kind of watching what was going on.

Somebody spots me, I think it is Greg, and they all start to chase me around backstage, until I warn them that I will get legal representation, and sue them for the acid in the face, and Greg is trying to act like it is no big deal, until my lawyer (who I have never actually contacted) materializes a letter right in the hands of the Brig's daughter, who explains the Greg is in big trouble, and largely gives me the run of the place. Soon I am being given copies of pictures that others have taken of the show (kind of reversing past situations where I made pictures for the performers of shots I'd taken of them) and being given ever-larger rubies that somehow seem to be being grown during the show. Meanwhile, my lawyers letters about how much trouble Disney is going to be in are oddly warping into letters explaining how some accounting firm would be very wise to hire me to work for them, which makes no sense in any way.

Soon we are all walking out of the place, backstage, heading for the exit, and Greg still seems to be very mad that he wasn't able to get away with what he did to me, and as we are walking along a hillside he knocks my rubies out of my hands, and one of them falls down the hillside and into a sort of an electrical substation, except instead of being for electricity, it has a bunch of pipes with a trickle of green stuff leaking out of them. It seems to instead be a sort of acid substation. I am climbing down, weaving my way through pipes when I accidentally pull one loose, and small amounts of acid start spewing everywhere. Oddly, this is not actually too horrible, and just a minor inconvenience. But Greg does something which is going to cause the whole place to blow up (killing him and all his fellow performers as well as me) in his anger at me, except that me and a mechanic working in the area manage to avert catastrophe in part using the pipe that I broke.

[Oddly enough, I barely know or recognize Greg, since he worked almost entirely in the Comedy Warehouse and I spent almost all my time at the Adventurers Club. He probably wouldn't know me at all. So why my dream made him the worst villain in this piece, I have no idea.]