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Night of 10/27/10
I was in my room picking out clothes and I decided to wear a Little Miss Trouble shirt and I was with my mother later on looking for a skirt that would match. My dream started to turn and flip and then fade.

Night of 10/28/10
It started out with me surrounded by my family and friends. They were telling me to put together a fairy outfit. So I chose one that was black and had diamonds that shine like beacons. Later I found out that I had become a fairy princess so I went to a new villlage I had heard off. Then I woke up inside my dream. I was laying in bed with my friend Katie and her brother was listening to music in her room and watching the tv. We begged him to turn it down, which he eventually did. Then we fell asleep again. This time I was still in the same village as a fairy princess but I was surrounded by evil monster like creatures with masks. They grabbed my arms and took me to an area full of cages. They picked a cage close to the entrance and the guard and through my in there. I tried to bed the guard to let me out, but to no avail. I ended up just looking at the other prisoners until my family came to rescue me.

Night of 10/29/10
I was in the living room with my mother and I decided to use her iPad(We hate Apple..) and I turned it on and unlocked it, knowing her password. I looked through her apps, decided I didnt like them so I went to get an ebooks app. I typed it in and a bunch of comments came up. The question that sparked the comments was. If Im playing as character DuskMoonFlower and a giant hammer pops up on the screen what does that mean?" A few of the comments that followed we as such. Go back to ToonTown! and... If you really want that hammer to go away..Jerk it... and.... You have to get back princess LiTtLeMiZzEmOsUnShInE... Weird...Thats my user name on a game... o.o.....

Finally after a two day dry spell I think. Sorry I was to busy to come on and post so I combined what I remembered into one post haha. Love.

I hadn't dreamed last night, so after waking up, I took a nap, and fell straight from closing my eyes into a LD, which surprised me seeing as I've only ever had 1 LD before this.

Anyway, I opened my eyes and was standing on a cobbled street. It looked like the main road through my village, except in olden times, and someone rode through on a horse and cart. Standing there, I suddenly thought, I'm dreaming. I remember really vividly the beating of my heart as I got excited. I decided to try out some of the things people often do in lucid dreams. I crossed the street and walked through a wall. On the other side there was just blackness, so I imagined a sweet shop, and it appeared. Still not used to walking through walls, I left through the door and flew through the street. My first time flying. I decided I wanted some adventure. I landed in a snowy area off the road. A car and a van drove towards me on either side of me. A huge crowd had gathered, and they were screaming at me to run. I saw a locked door and tried to walk through it, but I was too excited and scared. I ran away, and a man got out of the lorry and jumped on a beautiful wild horse to chase me. People were cheering me on. I remember feling so glad to have come to this world, for somer reason. I kicked the man in a rush of adrenaline, and he fell off his horse. The horse was panicked. I wanted to calm it and ride it, so I chased it. It ran down a valley of snow. I had almost got it, when everything went black. I realised aftr a minute that I had woken up.

Only three dreams from the past week, one yesterday and two today.

Yesterday
This boy in my grade was getting married but everyone was still 15. His wedding was at school. We were sitting in chairs facing him in the courtyard at our school. He was trying to make a speech but he couldn't smile so he told me to sit in the front row and make funny faces. Much like in real life, he was trying to hold back laughter and that made him turn bright red. Then the speech was over and I was walking to math class (because it was a normal school day). They were soaking lady fingers in coffee to make tiramisu in big trays that covered the floor the entire distance to my math class. Everyone was stepping in the trays and messing them up because there was nothing we could do. I got to class. My classroom is usually white wooden paneling with green carpet and ugly grey desks. In the dream it was dark wood paneling, we were sitting on couches around a fire, and the room was half the size. It was a different teacher too, he had shoulder length hair and was wearing all purple.

Today
For background info, there is a music festival called Coachella that is near palm springs and most of the people at my school go every year. I have never been able to go.
We were standing outside of Coachella but it was somewhere near my house (which is in los angeles). Somehow we just walked in and no one cared we didn't have tickets. We hung out for a while.

I was finishing a writing assignment and I finally had it perfect. I don't remember what it's about but I remember that I made a footnote citing Harry Potter. I made sure I formatted everything to my english teacher's specifications and printed it out. I was walking to the bus (we were going to some kind of field trip) and I got stopped by a bunch of people in my grade who were going over their papers. I realized that for some reason I forgot the date. I walked around asking everyone the date and no one seemed to know. I was trying to figure it out when a bunch of people walked up and said it was November first. I started freaking out because I'm doing NaNoWriMo and it would be terrible to forget about a day. Then I was freaking out because we don't have school on Monday, November 1st due to a teacher in service day. I guess somehow I knew my real schedule and problems in a dream where that obviously wasn't the case.

Type: Lucid, quick, Nose-plug RC
Vividness: 7/10
Lucidity: 5/10

I was driving passenger in my friend David's black truck who I live with, down an old country neighborhood road with four or five houses on either side, very open, autumn or late summer, hazel tall grass and a nice breeze. Passes a huge, barn red, 3 or 4 story house with a walk out basement on the left, and I feel that I had passed that house and remember doing some sort of work in it with David [dream frag from earlier]. We get to the bottom of the hill and arrive at a while barn-ish house, and David tells me that a man across the lake bought a big portion of property and is brewing his own spirits this year, "I hope it will be good", and he keeps kind of mumbling on about it while I get a strange intuitive feeling that I've been here before. I peer out the window and there's an old house with just the foundations remaining and some wooden boards, only one part of a wall still standing, I think it's strange that there's another house on this property, so I ask myself "what would this be like if I were dreaming?" and start to become more aware and focus on the details of the situation I'm in.
We pull around and we're infront of a small building, and D is asking his wife who is a doctor [not in RL] for some sort of herb to help me since he thinks I'm going crazy [probably an effect of my increased awareness, mind tricking/distracting me]. Then suddenly I'm in an old one room building with big cobblestone walls and a dirt floor , huge oak 6x6 rafters vaulting above, D sitting with our neighbor at a series of long dark wooden tables discussing how I think that I'm dreaming and they need to do something to help me. At this point I do my nose plug RC and I can breathe in, although my nose is stuffed up and it's kind of hard to tell, but I declare the test successful. I feel nervous about flying [first instinct] so I swing myself up onto the beams and start climbing around like a squirrel on all fours, jumping and hanging off of the beams just having some plain and simple fun, laughing at David and telling him that I'm dreaming.

The lucid stops pretty soon after when my alarm goes off for work.

So yeah, a quick and fun lucid, it felt light and refreshing. I'm still amazed of the feeling of the absolute clarity of my lucid dreams and body. I find it so hard to tell the difference, but this has also inspired me to check my surroundings and RC with more.. well, conviction, since I have the feeling in my bones of what it's like to be in a lucid after having a few this month. It's just like waking life! CRRAAZZZYY.

I need to find another type of reliable RC, I don't like the hands one too much, and while I do the text-turn away-read again RC every day, I don't usually find myself in an area with a clock or text while I'm dreaming. Will investigate/try to create one next time I LD, like see how easy it is for me to do certain things like produce powers or telekenisis. I will also remember my intention to not fly or do anything crazy, and focus my attention on the dream scene and establishing a technique for improving my clarity and awareness.

Also, if you haven't read it juroara wrote a great thread on Dream Affirmations, can help those struggling with MILD and will-power/belief.
http://www.dreamviews.com/f12/dream-...veryone-90212/

Awesome stuff. I'm happy and excited that I had two LD's in a week!

Here is how this happened.
I had two alarms set up to attempt a WBTB WILD this morning, one at 4:30AM, and the other at 6:00AM. I woke up at 4:30 and fell back asleep, same with the 6:00 alarm. I woke up again around 7:00, went back to bed, woke up around 8:00, fell back asleep, and had this LD. I think I have strong REM rebounds from 7:00-9:00AM. So failing a WILD isn't always a bad thing.

Low Lucid awareness/vividness
Higher Lucid vividness/awareness
Normal dream

This whole thing starts off with my friend Rich and I. We were in a large field at this Marine Corps base where Marines and other soldiers were training. I was sort of in the mindset that we were dreaming, because I remember having dialogue with Rich about how we would go mess around and steal weapons in the dream. So I'll say this is lucid. So we crossed this field and were inside the base, we ran into this courtyard past Marines running in formation and everything. We run along a walkway and see all these plastic, fake looking M4's and other rifles lying around that looked like the blank firing training rifles they use. Then we found this large plastic bin full of old tactical vests, and after digging through I found a cool tan vest that had an inflated top part for water operations I guess? As we're digging through everything, this drill sergeant comes up to us and asks who we are. I mumble something as we still look through everything, and he says something like "Oh, keep doing inventory." He must of thought we were personnel checking equipment. Then he looked at my friend Rich and asked, "How old are you guys?". He then realized we broke in and got pissed off. I remember him saying something like, grab your stuff, and meet in the stalls, like he wanted to give us swirlies in the toilet..? He grabbed a clipboard and asked Rich what his name was, Rich hesitated and then gave him a fake name. He wrote the name down and told Rich to get out of here and have a nice weekend. (I had this dream on Saturday morning too, hehe) I realized Rich gave him a fake name because this sergeant was trying to enlist us in the Marines. Rich then hopped over the wall back into the field and darted away. He then asked me what my name was, and I said Brett Harris. (Can't believe I can remember that!) Suddenly another drill sergeant came in and mumbled something to him. I remember this other guy wearing a lot of colorful wrist bands you get at concerts and stuff. The sergeant went back to me and asked what we were doing here. "Well, we're dreaming right now and none of this even matters, there are no consequences!" Or maybe I said something along those lines... I then started to run out of there, with the sergeant chasing me. I jumped over the wall, flipping, and flipped the sergeant off as I landed. I saw Rich 50 feet in front of me still walking. I ran over to him, screaming at him to wait up. I caught up to him, grabbed his hand and we both started flying. (Lucid vividness went up a lot here) The Marine base below us turned into a school of some sort filled with all my fellow High School classmates. They were all cheering, waving, and yelling at us. I kept flying with Rich, circling the school. It was such an awesome feeling. I remember seeing small hills surrounding the area, and there was a lot of dead grass covering the field. I remember passing friends in the school as I flew low, they were all cheering me on for the fact that I was lucid, and was flying. I then flew over a hill, and told Rich I was gonna let him fly on his own, I let go of his hand and he took off too. I was then on my own. I wanted to be able to fly better, so I told myself and believed I could fly faster and without falling, and it worked. I then looked at my hands and yelled, clarity, as I rubbed them together. It's an amazing feeling. The dream started to fade, and I remember spinning and rubbing my hands, trying to get the dream going again. It then faded to black.

False Awakening...
Next thing I remember, I'm sitting shotgun in my red 1994 F-150 with my friend Forrest. For some reason, I thought Forrest was the one who I just had that awesome LD with, not Rich. I was trying to type on this weird keyboard in the car, thinking about how I have to post this on Facebook and let everyone know that I had this LD. I thought everyone would have dreamt they saw me flying in their dreams too. I asked Forrest if he had the same dream I had, and then we looked at our hands. We both had the same markings on our hand, (it looked like indentations from where a tight rubber band would have been) and I realized that we had a shared dream. I was thinking about how awesome it was to share dreams. Anyways, we were both in my driveway, and my dad was there waving at us as we backed out. Forrest put in the clutch, went into first, gassed it and released the clutch and we were off.

Then I wake up instantly. And now here I am.

I started off travelling along some land. I was shapeshifting between a human and wolf. It sort of occurred to me that I seemed to be inside of WoW. It kind of confused me though because I could never remember being able to shapeshift into a wolf in WoW.

At first I was running along some grass plane, but then I eventually came across some large molten lava river, which seemed to resemble the one in Cataclysm. It was in a large pit of sorts, with some curving walkway that led up to each side. I didn't notice it at first so I jumped down and over the river.

When I got to the other side and up the slope, I sat there as a human. Some other people from my school came and started talking or something. I also remember something about a sleepover with KA, but I can't remember.

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I was in a video again. I had been in this world before. It was some sort of RPG game, but everyone gets a horse to ride. There also aren't many dungeons. The setting is outdoors, at daytime; it seems like a quaint and peaceful little town.

I had a white pony. I think AN and some other random people were with me too. I jumped up on the pony and rode around for a bit, and then proceeded to a dungeon. There was two wooden shacks (i think they were bathrooms) and they each had a blue portal in the doorway. I went through one.

I ended up with AN and the other random people in some room or something. I can't remember much of what passed, but eventually I figured out that one of the girls with us was a shaman. I think I was some sort or archer.

Eventually I ended up back in the starting area. I whistled for my horse and it came running over. I mounted and started riding around. Someone from our party was complaining about how we didn't know how to play and disperse the classes and roles properly.

I ended up just riding around on the horse. I pushed it to a fast canter and rode around for a while along a stony path before the dream ended.

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I was at the bus stop that was near my house. The bus came, but then I realized that it would be the wrong bus to go on if I was going somewhere, and since I was going home I didn't even need a bus at all. I walked away pretending I hadn't met to stand at the bus stop, and trying to hide my embarrassment.

I walked to my house, and my mom had come with a new table she had bought. It came in a huge package. She was going to bring it through the doorway, but I told her to bring it through our balcony window instead. I waited till she got over the fence to open it so that the cats wouldn't get out. Then I looked over and saw one of them, so I decided I should just lock them in the other area of the apartment. I quickly did so and returned to open the balcony window and help carry the table in. At the same time some random thought, or maybe comment, turned up about glass noodle salad. THe dream ended there.

LUCIDS ARE IN THIS COLOR!
information/preludes/whatever in regular black text
REGULAR DREAMS IN THIS COLOR!
CHILD HOOD/EARLY DREAMS IN THIS COLOR!
Sexy time/ whatever Dreams in this color
Alrigtht lets begin:
LUCID FAIL!
So I was in my neighborhood in the middle of the street between my house and my friends. It was night and it was fall (oddly enough this was in september). And I do the same DILD technique (if i go to my house i'll wake up) And then i realized i was dreaming.
So i try to Fly when suddenly i can't i keep trying and trying but i just can't
i actually tried to summon Jason Vorhees but couldn't do it so i just go inside my house and wake up.
LUCID FAIL!

LUCIDS ARE IN THIS COLOR!
information/preludes/whatever in regular black text
REGULAR DREAMS IN THIS COLOR!
CHILD HOOD/EARLY DREAMS IN THIS COLOR!
Alrigtht lets begin:
THE FLYING DREAM
So I was sleeping over at my friends house (i know a little weird) And i was dreaming about something (idk what it was)
So i start running to my house thinking "If I go to my house I'll wake up!" Then it hit me: I was dreaming
i often did do the previous thing (go to here and i'll wake up)
but i never really thought i was dreaming until i saw something about it. After i became lucid i jumped up and began to fly!
it was kinda weird though since i was in a weird position. But after that i flew pretty much for the rest of the dream. I actually sometimes couldn't fly for a little bit but i quickly came back
IT WAS AWESOME!

I am standing on the deck of my old house, I can feel my body in my bed slightly, and remember having just been laying down. "I must be dreaming..." I say, I jump off the deck and start flying. I yell, "I'M DREAMING, YEAH!!!" I feel myself stalling in the air, I slow down.

I then feel myself waking up, I say to myself, "Damn!" and wake up.

Good morning everybody. It's Saturday, so I have some time for side notes. Usually I post my dreams via phone, on my subway ride in to the city.

I remember five dreams from last night. But I can't remember any of them very well. I've been pounding NyQuil every night, and that really affects my recall -- though it doesn't seem to affect the weirdness of my dreams too much.

Looking back on these dreams, it seems pretty obvious a lot of the imagery comes from a photo article msn.com had yesterday about huge mansions. A lot of the mansions had movie theatres. And one of the mansions had the "organic shape" of the science lab in the first dream.

I was lucid for about half a second in the fourth dream. I seldom get a solid lucid dream. Maybe once a year. I don't try. Lucidity, like meditation and OBEs, seems to be bad for my nerves rather than good. I don't know why. I usually let my dream life just take its course.

Also -- sorry to MoSh for appropriating his avatar into the fifth dream. I think I have found the dream-sharing interactions on this site so interesting here that I made up a DC to dream-share with.

Dream #1

I was in a restaurant with my female friend T. The restaurant was nice, dim, with tall tables and chairs, all widely spaced. There were very few people in the restaurant. However, I ended up talking with some guy sitting a few tables away from us.

The guy and I ended up talking about spiders. I was trying to make some point about how spiders are actually nicer than a lot of people think. I was trying to use some weird etymological (not entomological) argument.

Eventually I turned to T and asked, "How do you say 'phobia of spiders?'"

T asked, "In Japanese or French?"

I said, "In French, of course!" as if the argument had all been based on French etymology.

T gave me the phrase. But as she did, it was also like I was trying to work through the phrase in my own mind, trying to recall it for myself. As I did so, it was like T was explaining a whole series of things regarding phobias.

T expanded over my whole field of view. Darkness surrounded her. She was eating some kind of tofu soup. I now focused deeply on one of the cubes of tofu. It seemed to break in the broth. The fragments dissolved and became something like stars in the darkness.

As this happened, T was explaining the optical, neurological, and muscular processes of a phobia. As she finished her discussion, the stars became directed toward moving out of some kind of wall. I seemed to be moving with the stars. They pushed out through and past the wall. I went with the.

Outside the wall, I looked back to see that this "wall" had been some kind of half sphere of organic material, like a microscopic picture of a spore. The view of this was in black and white, with all the outlines and ridges of the "spore" in white and all the smooth parts of the spore and the spore's surroundings in black.

As this was occurring, I heard T say, "You see, we can take any sort of psychological process, such as the phobia of spiders, determine its physical characteristics, even down to the temperature change of the body, and re-engineer an organism through these phenomena. And that is how we've created our first mouse."

I was now floating deep in the blue waters of a sea. I saw, down at the sea's floor, an organically curved building, which I recognized as a research lab, covered in sand.

I thought to myself, Why would they have created a mouse? Wouldn't they have created a human from all that human data? But I then realized that you would first have to create small animals, then work your way up to larger animals. I also realized that all of this would have to take place in the depths of the sea, because you'd need the pressure.

I now saw inside the research lab. I saw inside an office that was unlit. The only light coming into the office was from another room, and from the wall-sized window which showed the blue sea outside.

A man sat in the office. He was young, tall, strong, tan-skinned, with slightly curly hair that went just below his shoulders and gentle blue-green eyes. He wore a slightly loosed blue-green t-shirt and blue jeans.

The man was on an old-style, big cell phone with his girlfriend. He was talking about how hard this work was. He sometimes wondered if it was even worth it for him to continue. He also wondered something like whether it was ethical for him to be doing this kind of work.

But he then told his girlfriend, "But, hey, they're paying me 30 a month! That's right! I mean 30 Gs!"

I quickly did the calculation and realized this was a lot of money.

Dream #2

I was in a stadium-style movie theatre. The movie was playing. The movie theatre was relatively empty. In fact, the only people who were there, I think, were friends of mine. The movie theatre may have been part of something like a hotel or resort, and we all may have been at this resort for some specific lesson or project.

I saw my friend T down a few rows from me. I went down to her row and started flirting with her. We ended up cuddling, and getting to the point where I had her long skirt pushed up pretty far on her legs. I thought we might even be getting ready to go back to her room.

But T got up and went somewhere else. I sat watching the movie for a little while. Then I saw an extremely attractive, blonde woman in her mid-20s down a couple of rows from me. I didn't know her, but I went to talk to her. She was very well-groomed, and she wore a pale purple, fuzzy sweater and a long skirt.

We were talking for a little while. Then she started leaning and nuzzling against me. I thought I probably shouldn't respond so much to her, after I had been messing with T and getting her so excited. But I eventually got so aroused by the woman's advances that I began responding.

We started getting pretty involved. I thought to myself, All my friends are in the rows behind and above me. They can all see what I'm doing, right after I'd been doing it with T. What will they think? And what if T is still back there?

The blonde woman and I were now in some store that looked like a dollar store full of Christmas decorations. We were embracing each other fondly and calmly, as if comfortable with the thought of soon being in bed with each other. We stood near a wall-height window in the store. The sunlight was bright and golden-white.

Suddenly I could sense T coming from some part of the store behind us. I thought, I can't let T see me like this! She'll be so upset! She likes me so much!

So I took the blonde woman, folded her up (like she was now only three feet tall), and shoved her into a clear-plastic shelf. The shelf was also holding metallic red and gold letter-shaped Christmas streamers wrapped in flat cellophane packaging with cardboard tops.

I turned back and looked along the aisles. It was a little bit dimmer farther back in the store. I could see T walking up toward me. She was smiling somewhat innocently. When she finally got up to me, I could see that her hair had gotten long and kind of messy.

Dream #3

I floated down from the ceiling of a basketball auditorium. I descended over a wide staircase, at the top of which was a wide entranceway. At the bottom of the staircase was the basketball court.

A group of people walked out from the entranceway as I descended the final slow feet to the stairs. The group was led by a white man. He didn't look real at all. He looked like a cartoon. He was amazingly wide, with unnaturally tanned skin, a plasticky wave of hair, and a frozen grin. He wore a sea-green polo shirt and khaki slacks.

Behind this white man were five black men, dressed up like the Harlem Globetrotters. They all looked like terribly exaggerated cartoons! One of them even looked like the bottom half of a bowling ball in red and white striped shorts -- with no top half for his body!

I told myself, This is unreal. I'm dreaming.

As soon as I realized I was dreaming, everything took on such a tactile clarity that I felt like I was awake. I said to myself, Oh. I guess I just woke up from my dream. No wonder I thought I was dreaming. I told myself, Well, hopefully next time I'll realize I'm dreaming while I'm actually dreaming.

The basketball players all ran out to the court. I ran out as well. It was like I was supposed to play against all of them. They all ran around me with the ball. I kept almost getting the ball from them. But they would pass it around and keep it away from me.

At one point, all five basketball players were in a line, tossing the ball back to the next person as I approached the person who had the ball. I was especially frustrated not being able to get the ball from the player who didn't even have a top half to his body!

The players were now all around me, near the hoop. The were surrounding me. I felt like if I didn't get the ball now, I would lose for sure! Suddenly, a white woman dressed up as Super Mario got the ball from one of the players. She bent over to look into my face (as if I were waist-high -- only a child?) and nodded at me, letting me know she was on my side.

The Super Mario girl soared up into the air. It looked like she was going to make a slam dunk! The hooped seemed to be 20 feet high. But the girl looked like she was going to make it. But as she approached the hoop, she just threw the ball straight at the net. The ball flew off and rolled away somewhere off the court.

The Super Mario girl landed. Some of my other teammates gathered around me. (I only came up to their waists, as if I were a child, although this didn't occur to me in the dream.) The Super Mario girl may now have been wearing spring-green overalls and a pink shirt with tiny, little flower designs on it, though she still had the Mario nose and mustache.

The teammates all explained to me that the Super Mario girl could have made the dunk. But that wasn't the point of this game. I looked at the ground. I didn't want to hear that. I thought, If she could have made the dunk she should have just made it. The basketball players had all frustrated me so much. Somebody should just have dunked on them!

Dream #4

I was in a basement of some really fancy hotel or house. The basement was like a nice, den-like room, with warm, orange walls. There were a lot of people here. We were all having some kind of multi-day party or retreat. We were all somewhat rich, and most of us had been friends for a while.

There were a few groups of us standing in a few different lines to get night-time desserts from a number of different small bars before heading to some late-evening recreation like playing an easy sport or watching a movie.

I was (or was seeing from the viewpoint of) a white man in his 50s or 60s. I was somewhat tall, strong, with tanned skin. I had grey-white hair, short, and well-combed. I had steel-blue eyes. I wore a blue shirt, possibly navy blue, and pale-khaki or white khaki shorts.

In front of me was a little boy. He was blonde, very pretty. He seemed to be wearing only a pale blue, long-sleeved, Gap shirt (which is what I wear as a shirt to go to bed) and nothing else. The shirt went down almost to the young boy's knees.

I and the boy still had a few more people to go before we would get served. The bar we were at looked like it had some kind of tropical theme: it had bamboo shoots for the bar front, and had a roof over it that looked liked thatched palm leaves.

I seemed to be hugging the boy from behind. The boy finally told me he didn't feel like he wanted to do this, and that he really didn't want to do the late night activity. I understood that the boy just wanted to go to bed.

I got out of line with the boy and began walking out of the room. As I did so, I said goodbye to a few people, explaining that I was heading out for the night, because the little boy figured it was time to go to bed.

I noticed how all the other older men were with older women, like they were with their wives. I couldn't figure out why I was with a little boy.

Dream #5

I walked into an apartment that was a maybe three or four floors up in its building. The apartment had brick walls, and it looked out over some kind of city scene, like in a slightly busy area of Brooklyn or Manhattan.

It was late afternoon. The light outside was dim blue. But inside the apartment it was warm and well-lit. The apartment felt cluttered, but nice and comfortable.

There were other people in the apartment, all friends. It was like we were having a party. Everybody was happy and cheerful. But I also had a sense that we were really here to strategize about something. It was like we were making plans to defend ourselves against some really bad thing that was about to happen or that had already begun happening and was in its early, relatively mild stages.

The apartment may have been a very large studio, so that the kitchen, the dining room, the living room, and the bedroom, were all really "one room," even though the place was large enough and the space was varied enough so that each diferent place felt like a "different room."

I walked over to the dining table, near the front windows. The kitchen was just to my right. I looked at a sheet of paper. It was in a different language. I began talking about what was written on the paper.

One of my friends, a young man all dressed up in fancy garb and a powdered wig, like the picture of Vivaldi in MoSh's avatar on this site, came up to me and asked me if I spoke the language on the sheet of paper.

"Oh, no," I replied. "I don't speak Latin. I don't speak any language other than English. I mean, I think people are fooled, because I learn songs in other languages, and I sing those songs pretty well. But that's mostly j-pop, and I definitely don't speak Japanese."

I felt stupid, having to admit that I didn't speak Latin, after I had spoken, apparently with a tone of authority, regarding the language on the sheet. I thought I had acted in a misleading way. So now I tried to make up for it by thinking of a song that I knew in Latin. But all I could think of was Leporello's aria from Mozart's Don Giovanni. And I knew that "wasn't quite" Latin.

I began to see the words of Leporello's aria handwritten in pencil on a sheet of paper, very watery and blurry.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning. Had a few beers last night, and didn't expect to have more than a few dreams, but alas! I did have more than a few. Feeeeeeew!

9.30: Running around randomly
I'm with my friend Felix and he's together with a girl from our class in highschool. Monica is there aswell and we're all running around the town, playing some kind of tag. Next thing I know, we're in a car driving along a country road. I take the wheel and I can't control the damn thing. I crash into a white fence and the owners of the house comes out screaming. "Yeah yeah, I'll fix it" I tell them.

9.30: Fishing
I'm with my two brothers and we're fishing. We only got one rod so we have to take turns. I put on a worm and it's really wriggling, always slipping off the hook. It doesn't take more than a second for my brother to get his first fish. It's ugly, grey and slimy. I grab the rod and I see something in the water. It's a hurt abborre. I get really excited and try to catch it.

9.30: Plumbing job
I'm trying to install a drain for a vampire. It's supposed to be in sand on some kind of plateau. I work on it for a few minutes for myself and when I'm done, the vampire lord comes up to me. My foot hits something and I look back. A blue and black head with pointy fangs is in the sand, trying to bite me. I move away and I ask the vampire what the hell that thing is. "Oh well... He tried to set me on fire a few hundred years ago..." he tells me while looking very sad. It starts raining down ash and small firespecks like he's projecting the memory onto reality.

12.00: Pokémon
I'm watching my friend G review the latest Pokémon game. He's got some imba pokémon worm thingy, made out of crystals. He's fighting another guy. They tell me some numbers and I don't really listen. A movie plays before my eyes and there's a narrator. "This game contains over 40 hidden mist villages, and alot of other things to explore. It will be the last game int he Pokémon series" I can see Supermario 2 on the screen and he's jumping blocks and doing some complicated shit.

12.00: Ass kicked in store
I'm in a store with Monica. I grab a bag of candy and a milky way bar. I walk to the register and I see my sister's ex. He seems happy and is buying some snus. His two friends are also standing by the register but make room for me, allowing me to go ahead of them. "Oh thanks" I tell them and I start unloading my things. I put up a milk and suddenly the two friends are standing very close. They put a "Next customer" sign just behind my milk. "Oh sorry, you guys go ahead" I tell them and I'm just about to move. They slam me down on the floor with a legsweep and starts kicking me. I groan and grunt as each kick hits my body. It doesn't really hurt. They walk away and I stand up, and shrug.

12.00: Fragment
*A young black guy is talking about his brother and how he achieved superpowers. He's explaining it all in an extremely homosexual way, and does that hand gesture: "Talk to the hand!"

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Food before bed: Beer and 2 x Omega-3

That's it! I felt like I was going to have a lucid, and I think I was close to attaining lucidity, but I never got there. Tonight I will just chill out and try to think as much about lucid dreaming as I can. We'll see!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Dream fragment
I was on a beach with some kids and we saw this really bright shining sparkley crab.

Second dream
Where the world trade center, twin towers in New York where the 9/11 happened, there was this masssiiivveee church, just as big standing all new in its place. The church slopped a bit. Me and some random dream friend ran up these stairs all the way to the top. We didn't take the lift. In the stair well, it was dim lit with plants growing on each floor and it was really earthy and nice. When we got to the top, it was cold and there was a fog below the platform we stood on, so we couldn't see down to the street below. There were priests and other religious people, giving us bunches of lollies sayin', 'throw them down to the streets below! For all the people!', because there were heaps of people on the street below all crowded around the church, it being new and all. So we threw them down into this fog we couldn't see past. I threw one out too far and it landed in these random icecream fridges on the same level as us... I kept throwing them down. I think there were pineapple/banana lumps..... These really tasty looking chocolates I saw at the Deli yesterday but didn't buy. I hear bells, ran down the stairs, talked to someone really breifly than ran back up and continued with my lolly dropping......mmm

Awake and forming logic
I figured, that because at the top, because there were walls and random 'floating' ice cream fridges and a fog, we were infact just being bribed into throwing lollies onto the floor of this level in the church, the very top level. It was like the priests little candy/lolly/icecream room. Its so strange. They have a little hangout where they can chill and eat ice cream and banana ( ) lumps. argh! I want a room like that!

I had a dream I kissed her (H_____) - she was right there next to me while I was sleeping but I hadn't had a chance to - I woke up and went back to my room around 4 am, she didn't notice me leave until the next morning

A little more success this morning; I dreamt that I was watching the making of some 60 Minutes special interviewing 25 people who were involved in ... something in the 60's or I don't remember exactly. Mike Wallace was interviewing people, but he was also one of the people involved, so he was interviewed by a woman named "Silica". +1

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I was at home, and we were having some sort of party. Randomly Miley Cyrus shows up (though she didn't look like herself; she was blonde I think with blue eyes, and was wearing some blue plaid shirt and jeans). I sort of want to release my hate on her but I decide I should try to be nice for now at least. We ate pizza, and then she went to leave. She went to some van outside and was about to drive away. I called out to her and asked her what instrument she thought I played. Before she could say anything, the dream had faded.