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This one was about late Nov 20012. I wanted to record it because a couple parts were interesting in that my normal abilities fouled up. Some elements make me think I may have been in AP.

The first thing is when I attempted to pass through walls and later a cealing, I met with resistance. I could not easily pass through, so I had to reach out and tear an opening in the surface. I walls/cealing felt as if they were made of honey combs. Not hard to tear apart, but sticky and wax like.

Second is later when I was flying about, i saw a truely detailed and vivid fluffy cloud. I attemooted to reform it into a giant spider shaped cloud, with legs and all. It was not readily reshaping, and I noticed i was settling back to the ground. I tried to stay airbourne and change the cloud, but ended up sinking again, then the strain woke me up.

This was the Aurora Borealis Task of the Month, and led to a really outstanding dream with some personal firsts. Some big ones for me were changing day to night and performing the task while the DC of a loved one (my son) accompanied me.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #36: Aurora Borealis

Wife and I are sitting at our breakfast table chatting with RI, a high school friend that I haven't seen in a long time. I look at the clock, realizing that it's 1:10 and I'm ten minutes late for a #DVA chat session. Wife and I go upstairs without IR, leaving her just sitting at the table. (Rude, I know.) I'm about to join the #DVA chat when Wife says, "Shouldn't you show her out of the house?"

I leave, and become lucid halfway down the stairs. The downstairs is different from my real house now. The floor has become shag carpet rather than hardwood and the ceiling is barely six feet tall, my head reaching right to the top of it. IR is still at the breakfast table but she just smiles and waves me on. My three-year-old son E is waiting for me at the back door, and I scoop him up in my arms, knowing that he would love to see the aurora borealis.

I step outside and find that my back yard is either gone or has swollen to gigantic proportions. There's a huge barbecue going on to my left. Vividness is top-notch -- I literally cannot detect any difference in visual quality between what I'm seeing now and what I see in waking life. I walk on, passing a set of grills where a man in a red football jersey numbered "52" is turning over some burgers. His shirt is emblazoned with the words "UNCLE BO". I stare at the guy for a moment, a bit stunned by how real he looks.

I perch my son on my shoulders and start running past the barbecue into a city. A long line of DCs is waiting in line for a movie or a show. I notice that C, someone that I haven't seen since high school is manning the ticket line. He smirks at me and shrugs his shoulders when I recognize him.

I walk to the base of a skyscraper and look into the sunny sky. I need darkness for this Task of the Month so I tell my son, "It's getting dark now." The sun fades out of view and the color of the sky deepens to twilight. As soon as night falls, I see the autora borealis above me!



I start to rise off of the ground but my son is squirming on my shoulders, saying, "Don't want to go! Don't want to go!" He starts crawling around on my head, even giving me a little foot to the face. I shift him so that his arms are around my neck and he seems to settle down. I fly straight up, staying close to the skyscraper to keep my bearings.

I'm feeling an overwhelming sense of excitement as I fly toward the aurora. I'm so pumped that I shout a continuous battle cry as I rise. In response, the dream starts blasting a full symphonic orchestra soundtrack to my ascent. Looking back this seems totally cheesy, but I can't even care! It was amazing. The music was fantastic... I wish so badly that I could have somehow recorded it.

I fly over the Aurora and see that inside it conceals a vast mother ship, almost like a space carrier that stretches for miles. As far as I can see down the length of the ship, smaller yellow spaceships are taking off from the carrier to destinations unknown. As each leaves the mother ship, it emits this purple flash of energy that joins the rest of the Aurora. It's the energy "exhaust" of each of these smaller spaceships that creates the aurora.

All along, the soundtrack (and, amazingly, my battle cry) keeps going. I realize that I can do just as these ships are doing and I start pouring that purple energy outward from my palms, and it bleeds into the rest of the Aurora. More and more energy pours from my hands as the dream begins to fade. Soon all I can see are my hands, and after that I wake up.

12.05.2012

The Boss' Escape and The Boss' Prelude to Sorrow (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm outdoors in an PS3 simulated type of environment, and it seems that the day is almost coming to an end. I can see the sun preparing for departure to my left, and it's emitting a bright yellow color.

Because it's starting to set down, this saturates the surface color with slightly darker shades than the original color of the sun. I realized that I'm on a white brick like surface.

There's a few random trees to the left and right of me, and they're all aligned ideally to imply that this must be some kind of magical and large front yard to get to someone's gargantuan existence of a mansion.

I felt that something suspicious was going on for a while, like someone was watching me. I was aware that there were people around me, and even though I don't know why I was participating with them, I could still feel this tingling feeling inside of me that someone else unknown to me is there.

There's was a gate that required access to go further into this white brick like surface path that has fancy trees and grass on the sides.

The control panel of the gate involved taking a Democratic or Republican side; and there's Obama and Mitt Romney to choose from, but they're in the wrong position. Romney is on the Democratic side and Obama is on the Republican side.

After fiddling with this random apparatus, I finally managed to open the gate, and when I do, my feet start vibrating, sensing someone is coming in. I realized it was The Boss from Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater, and she's merely taking on the form of her shadow.

She bypasses the gate that's open, and as soon as she sets foot to this new and unlocked area, she takes form, and immediately dashes for the lake 20-30 feet or so from where I'm at.

She's wearing a slim black outfit, probably just a black version of the default white outfit she wore in the game.

I think people are trying to shoot her, but of course, she's invincible to all attacks.

It didn't matter if it was a hot and deadly laser gun emitting red aura, or if it was 100s of bullets from a machine gun shooting her, she remained calm, and all the efforts from the random dream characters were useless.

I tried to catch up to her, and as I'm going into the lake, I have the dream shifted....

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12.05.2012

The Boss' Sorrow and White Lotus (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream is continued from the last. I'm now in a completely different dream environment.

It's similar to the Agata Forest in Okami:

I can feel the mist around me, the blue atmosphere setting off a depressing setting for the environment. And I finally see The Boss in her white outfit instead.

She's standing from above, trying to tell me something, and I can't recall what she told me, but knowing her existence, it was probably something important.

Especially since every dream character that ends up being invincible is probably someone I should focus my attention to. She stands straight up, and curves her spine downwards as she looks at me and starts stating things that are all a blur to me.

All I can remember is feeling sad, empathetic for whatever it is that she told me. I saw a flash of a young girl in a white kimono:

She didn't look like the one in the image above, but at least it's better than nothing. Most of the features were like that for the one I met for a while in the dream. She apparently passed away, according to The Boss' declarations; maybe I'm wrong in my presumption that the girl died, things are still a bit skewed in my recall for this.

I remember seeing a white lotus making a large contrast from the blue and gloomy environment surrounding it.

I could feel that The Boss was apparently sad over the death or disappearance of the girl, and I could see how much she tried to hold back her tears. I didn't know what to do but stand there and just periodically look at the white lotus and paying attention to the words The Boss was stating to me.

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12.05.2012

Someone Gets Kidnapped (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that someone I know in waking life, "A," was kidnapped by some kind of dictator.

In the end, he was rescued, and things end up being just fine.

12.04.2012

Killing Re-Deads (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this dream was that I'm trying to set up a trap for a group of Re-Deads from The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time.

The plan involves provoking them to chase me in some way, and then I would accelerate faster than them so that I can go through the Prison cell on the top floor. There's a switch I would activate, or a button that I would stand on, and they would be trapped and exploded by some unknown force.

There probably 20 ReDeads going at least 100 mph at me.....

You wouldn't want this:

To come at you in high speed.....

I started stomping the button with my feet like my life depended on it; and some ReDeads were able to get out for some reason.

Other than that, I can't remember what I did next, except for maybe 1-2 dream sets where I was perfecting my plan to kill the ReDeads.

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12.04.2012

Reading Newspaper in the Library (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's a fairly calm atmosphere in the library, and the lighting implies that it's a bright afternoon outside, since most of the lights are kept at a low setting.

The carpet for the library floors overall was probably green or turquoise, and I'm casually sititing down on a wooden chair with green padding for rear sitting and back resting. I open this fairly long Newspaper, and I can't understand one shit of what I'm reading.

But since I'm completely oblivious in this dream, the action of reading, even though I don't know what the content is exactly, was the more enticing endeavor. The newspaper had a nice weight to it, I could feel that I required practical amounts of energy to unfold it.

I could hear the creases as I'm unfolding it, seeing them expand and spread out, and I proceed to reading more pages of the newspaper.....

Until a random Indian girl from another dimension is talking to me through a portal that's on the left of me. I tell her that she looks attractive, but she tells me that she isn't.

This makes me speculate on my convictions with seeing a women's beauty beyond her looks; and I felt that in this case, my kindness wasn't going to make this female shift to any kind of positive mood in feeling better about herself.

She informs me of something, but I can't recall it too well. After that, I can't remember the rest.

This has been playing on my mind alot recently and I've been trying to figure out whether this really was a WILD or not. I've come to the decision that it was a WILD. It felt like a WILD but some of the stuff I managed in it.... it's quite advanced...

This was done without binaurals at about 4:30pm on Sunday 2nd December.

When I attempt to WILD my limbs twitch alot, so when they started to twitch I began to search for an image in my mind and seeing my boyfriend, climbing out of a sorta hole, I began to walk towards him smiling. "Hey, what are you doing here?!" I smiled, linking my arm with his as he jolted in surprise. "I'm dreaming! What are YOU doing here?!" he exclaimed, looking at me in surprise. I smiled back at him and replied "Exactly the same as you, lets go!" Grabbing his hand I started to run along this path, it was surrounded by lots of trees, like a forest either side and it was quite light even though the sky was dark with night.

We began to run up the incline towards an observatory until I slid to a halt. "Hey! Watch this!" I smiled, remembering my earlier WILD and kicked off the ground, floating in the air about 4 feet above the ground. "Wow, that's cool, I didn't know you could do that yet." He grinned, looking up at me. "Can you do anything else?" I thought for a moment and then zoomed off rather quickly, cutting through the stary sky before noticing the northern lights in the distance. I quickly landed back on the ground next to him and grinned. "Oh my God, there's something you just HAVE to see." I grinned, linking arms with him again and soaring back really really high into the sky, as we hovered together we saw the northern lights from a different, sideways angle.

"Wow. That's awesome!" he exclaimed, turning to look at me with a grin. "It's solar flares! People can see them from loadsa different countries!" I smiled, watching as the normal lights disappeared. He looked slightly disappointed beside me. "But there's no blue ones..." I frowned slightly, looking back through my memory to see if he was right. "Hmm... well, that's got to be changed!" Almost instantly after that blue lights began to streak through the sky, turning all different shades of blues and turquoises whilst we watched in admiration. "Christ, it's cold." I shivered as we began to fall towards the ground, pulling up to land gracefully and walk down the hill again. As we walked I remembered the conversation I'd (actually) had with him the day before with him about liking snow and I wanted it to snow for him. Shortly after this snow sure enough began to top the trees.

As I began to turn to grin at him I was awoken by him touching my hand as I'd been twitching heavily so he began to worry.

Remember a dream fairly vividly last night. I woke up bang on 7:45am, and thought "Ah, I have an hour until I need to awake! Time to recall my dreams!"
However I suddenly realized that I was in fact supposed to have awoken about 45 minutes ago, and I was in fact very late, meaning I didn't have time to write it down. AAARGH. This obviously meant that my recall slipped significantly, but what I remember was that I was in a pub with some blokes. Not sure who they were but I think they were older than me and I felt a bit intimidated, despite them inviting me along. I think it was the evening time, and it was lit as a pub usually is. I was quite awkward where I was, and at some point went to the bar where my friend Katherine was sat. I don't remember what was said or what happened, I seem to remember a party like atmosphere.

Teacher Comments

Over SSH, I open up the log file of my grading hours to find that the professor has edited it to leave me a message. I thought only I had permission to modify it. Hmmm. Oh well.

Enough

During a break in the lecture, I've been talking with a classmate about how to prove the next major proposition. He thinks he has an idea, so he tells the professor. The professor (who's only about 30 and has a carefree attitude) tells him he should go up to the board and present the proof to the class. My classmate is somewhat taken aback at this unusual request, but he obeys. Of course, he doesn't completely understand his proof (he only knew the general outlines), so a minute later he runs into a problem and his presentation stumbles to a halt. The professor steps in to say that it's a good start, and also, "That's probably enough for today. We'll finish the proof next time." I'm confused again, because we still have a few minutes left in class--plus it's weird that he ended the lecture with a rough student presentation. It seems to me that his carefree attitude doesn't lend itself well to being a good teacher.

Feral Fox

I get out of the car to see a mangy fox running around our driveway. I expect it to run away from me, but it charges! I kick at it in an attempt to avoid getting bitten. Who knows what diseases it might have. It dodges my foot and runs a few yards away, but I'm not sure if I've scared it off for good yet.

Clock Lag

I wake up and roll over in bed to check the time. I scribble some short notes in my dream journal, then check the time again to record when I woke up. To my surprise, the time seems to have jumped forward by five minutes. I check my cell phone's other two clocks. [My phone has three alarms, which in the dream I must have confused with separate timekeeping devices.] First one, then the other, ticks over from one minute to another minute five minutes later. It must be a kind of lag induced by having been in idle mode all night. Soon I wake up for real. [The actual time was about a half-hour earlier than the time in the dream.]

Frags:

• "faster way home"

Non-Dream
Dream
Lucid

I'm on the side of a road near the entrance of where Chevron HQ is IRL. "It's Bigfoot! It's Bigfoot!" somebody was yelling. I catch a glimpse of a large, dark figure running down the other side of the road. I try to get a good look at Bigfoot but I lose sight of it. As I look around for it, I notice that the road is a river and I'm sitting on the edge of a wall with many others, notably a couple of my co-workers; one of whom is attractive and appears in many of my dreams. She's sitting right next to me. "Look! He's over there!" she whispers. It turns out that it wasn't Bigfoot at all, just a giant 6 1/2-7 foot tall old man. He's talking to other DCs a couple of bodies down from us. We wait in anticipation of what he's going to do. It turns out to be anticlimatic as he jumps in the water and swims away. I stand up and it hits me that I'm dreaming. I decide to jump up to fly. Shortly after I'm in the air, I spin around to get a view of the area. Doing this, however, makes me fly faster upwards. I quickly realize this and spin as fast as I can, looking downwards to see how high I am. In a couple of seconds, I'm in space. I spin again to try to go deeper into space. I go at lightspeed for a few seconds with elongated stars whizzing by me. I stop spinning to see where I am. I'm still flying very fast and notice shiny, abstract shapes I'm flying past. I spin to go at lightspeed again, trying to go deeper. I fly by more of these shapes. I start to think I want to visit another planet. I find myself in a room, possibily being used for storage. I look around and am surprised to see artifacts of San Francisco Giants souvenirs. There are also a few rusting sculpures, possibily of Disney characters. I suddenly realize I'm stuck in this room as there isn't any door. I try to fly into the ground but am unsucessful. I try again but instead just hear the sound of a dropping toilet seat from waking life and wake up.

First fragment was me driving in a bizarre parking lot trying to hide an expensive bottle of vodka from my parents. I backed up really far into the parking lot that is apparently behind my house.. Anyways I hid it in a box under some other boxes and had a very difficult time driving the car back to its spot.

Second fragment was me at work with a broken toe. Last night IWL I dropped a box onto my toe, but my toe is not broken. Anyways, I was walking around looking for random things like toenail clippers and tape, and I kept telling supervisors that my toe was broken and they always said, "Get back to work"

Dogs are getting killed in China from the dog food. I remember holding a red bag of dog food, folded a tiny bit.

Sarah Petrosky (a girl I goto school with) was talking to me about the kissing tower.

My friend Mark Milburn, got a new laptop. i was using my linux one beside him. He said the compatibility was much better on the new one and we could play games. We started playing some kind of circle game where there are crosses and you have to get as many as you can with a circle. Then you capture other people's circles and crosses with your circles. The game was projected in the middle of the room. There was a giant rubber band that and grabbed and pulled back. It hit Mark in the face and cut his nose, the rubber band came back and hit my nose. Someone died, I can't remember who it was.

Mrs. Dana said goodbye because she was going to Mississippi. This was my Sunday school teacher, she already moved.

I was wearing my steelers sweatshirt, I don't remember anything else about this dream.

Last night was the first night ever I tried WBTB. I honestly expected quite a lot, as it has been reported to be an incredibly effective way of achieving lucidity - I won't exaggerate at all by saying I have been tremendously satisfied, even though this was my very first attempt. I could recall a total of three highly vivid and detailed dreams... which were, for the least, tense. Brace yourselves.

N.B.: Those dreams only happened after doing WBTB. I was semi-lucid in all of them; I had the feeling I was in a dream but I didn't always manage to actually realize I had one or take control.

Dream 1: A dream that must well have spanned over an hour. It kicked off in a German class, with me and a bunch of friends being in the classroom where are always held our German lessons. I was sitted at the very front row, a tad on the left. I can't remember much of what we talked about, but I believe everything was pretty normal at that point.

A split second afterwards, the whole dream scene changed into another classroom, which seemingly was one of my school's room that actually exist, but it was reversed in my dream. Our biology and history teachers were present and we were debating about political news in France (and, if I'm not mistaken, about immigration issues). This rather troublesome dude in my class, P.C., was, as usual, pressing his arguments forwards, pretty much ignoring the reactions of both teachers. To his habit of making teachers rather angry, he succeeded once again; my bio teacher had his eyebrows frown and appeared to be slightly pissed off, and so was my history teacher who was resting her hands against a table while she was standing up. I even think my history teacher told me he 'talked without actually knowing the reality of things', something she often points out.

Next on, I end up being in the exam room, where our two weekly exams take place IRL. It actually looked different; although it still had its initial size, it was much more bright due to the addition of massive window panes on either sides of the room (back & front). The room was recently renovated, and they changed pretty much everything; in the dream, there still were the old tables & the old floor, but they were clean, white and neat, whereas the whole place was dirty before. Again, I was sitted at the top front-right row, on the alley side (left-hand side). Besides me, three 12th-graders (exclusively girls, to my knowledge) were completing an empty geography map, somewhat appearing to be a map of Syria.
I took a look at one of their maps, laughed a bit with them, and put myself back to work. At this point, I found myself sitted a bit back; I had moved back by one row and was now sitting on the wall side. A desktop PC, along with a keyboard and a mouse, had appeared on the table; I thought: "Hey, this is cool, I'm going to use it!". What I didn't realize was that I was in the middle of a history exam - thus, as soon as I began typing to google something on Internet Explorer, one of my best friends which was sitted to my left turned his head towards me and said: "I don't think we're allowed to do that.. I can hear keystrokes". Right then, my history teacher, who was watching us all as we were taking the exam (she shouldn't have been here - we always supervisors to keep an eye on us, but teachers are not allowed to do it). She suddenly turned her head and started shouting violently at me, asking whether I was dumb, and telling that using a computer during an exam was strictly forbidden. Meanwhile, I misclicked and accidentally closed the Internet browser (OR it might have unwillingly shut itself down). I bit my bottom lip as I initially planned to use it to show my teacher I was not searching anything related to history; then a blonde gal (A.B.), in my IRL class, shouted back at my teacher and whole-heartedly said I actually did not do so. Needless to say, my teacher ignored her, and the head-of-supervisors (S.B.) came into the exam room. My history teacher eventually told me I was going to be thrown out of school after being reviewed by a disciplinary panel, then I was ordered to leave and follow S.B., but I noticed that I soon as I stood up, the sky adopted a dark, purple shade. The exam room itself also had been shortened; seemingly, a lot of the back rows had been cut out and the entrance door was much closer to my table than it previously was. While getting out of the exam room, I screamed: "Fuck this! I didn't even fucking cheat! I can't abandon my fucking class representative position!" - and I glared at everyone with an anger-filled gaze. We then headed out, into the schoolyard.

Due to the colour of the sky, I would be tempted to assume it was a mid-spring evening, at around 7-8PM. Still devastated, I implored S.B. to help me out, though she only told me the final decision was not her choice but the disciplinary panel's one. All of a sudden, as we walked a few steps further, the sky turned bright, sunny and cloudless, and it revealed the tall apartment complex that faces both the schoolyard and the high school's main building (it exists IRL); a small fence separated the yard from the outter side of the building. In front of the fence stood a lengthy flower bed, and besides it appeared a small stream, which was shadowed upon by not-so-imposing trees. S.B. passed the flower bed then crossed the stream, eventually jumping above the fence, thus making her way in the building yard; she looked up at the windows, seemingly seeking a precise one. She quickly and vigorously shuffled to her right, stopping at a re-entrant corner which I saw from her perspective, while, I assume, I stayed in the schoolyard. From there on, she yelled "David, come here!" and some Edward Norton-looking guy sticked his head through an open window, at the third or fourth floor.

Surprisingly, I put myself in David's shoes as soon as he was called by S.B. I found myself locked in a tiny dark room while I was looking straight ahead, glaring at the sky through an open window; I felt another one was behind me, which would have been the one through which David had shown himself to S.B., but I refrained myself from turning around. A sure thing, though, is that I was exhausted and slightly dizzy. Out of nowhere - or, I speculate, the hallway that would have led to the room -, I heard men shouting: "Go, go, go, he's here, catch him, go!". For some reason, I knew they had to be looking for me. Although a panic wave crossed my body, I did not hesitate a single second before climbing onto that window. I saw a yard filled with fresh, green grass, which was blocked ahead by a wooden fence. I jumped out and started running. The way I was running was extremely strange; I couldn't turn right or left, as my body was being blocked by my left brain hemisphere (and I felt it). The only way I could steer was to move backwards, which moved me a bit further onto my right side everytime I took a step. Meantime, I was running through this magnificient yet massive yard, I saw tons of flowers, mainly red and yellow tulipaes, but my drowsiness and my fatigue badly affected me. I heard footsteps besides me and even though I kept running, I came to a full halt when a special agent appeared behind. He looked exactly the same way as those countless agents seen in American action films, but if I specifically had to describe him, I would say he was a mix between Kiefer Sutherland (Jack Bauer, 24) and Neil Patrick Harris (Barney Stinson, How I Met Your Mother). Withdrawing his pistol from its holster, he started shooting at me.

The landscape transformed in a green valley while I was dodging one by one the bullets shot by the agent. Upon having nearly finished his magazine, he only had one round left, and I shouted out: "Let's see who's the fucking man, gimme that fucking gun!". I did not really expect him to do it either, but he nevertheless executed the order. I spinned onto my heels and the gun changed into a massive, bulky arrow, while a horse ridden by a knight in a fancy, exotic flashy yellow-blue-purple carnival outfit ran in front of my eyes. I forcefully threw the arrow at the horse and it struck him down, thus resulting in the horse and the knight falling down onto the ground, both dead. I walked to the knight's corpse and looked over my shoulder at the agent; "Who's the fucking man, now?". That was enough for him to crumple down and die instantly.

Finally, in the last chunk, I spawned in an extremely tiny room. It had a particular design - the walls, the ceiling and even the floor were made of black and white glowy squares. The best similarity that comes up to my mind is those squares on dancing pads that are used on old arcade games machines. Two of my friends stood alongside me; E.C. on the left and H.C. on my right. H was 'inflating' his head and making funny jokes about his 'big' head, while E was a bit scared but still found it amusing and laughed at it. The dream eventually faded.

Dream 2: This one was a stressful dream. I'll try to keep it relatively short.

Sitting at my desk, I was casually browsing on Internet when my mom bursted into the hallway, rambling around and holding a syringe: "Look at what I've found in your brother's room! He's not even hiding anymore that he fucking shoots himself. There also is the protective cap." The effect of surprise turned into massive worrying on my side, but I already suspected my brother was into 'hard' drugs prior to this event. I think that my brother was hanging out with some friends in his bedroom when my mom went there, or it might have been after they had left. Anyhow, I found myself in my school's exam room (once again...) on a bright and sunny day. There were a few parents, as it seems a conference was going on. I stood up and left the room, thus reaching the middle school playground. My brother was waiting for me at the exit; the sky was sort of orange (as if someone had put an mild orange filter). While exposed parts, such as the playground, were perfectly enlightened by the sun, the slope besides it, which in real life is also bright if the weatheris sunny, were shadowy. My goal there was to bring my brother to the medical room. As soon as we met, he told me he wasn't in his normal state. My mom told me that I shouldn't explicitly declare to my brother I knew he was taking crack, so I refrained from doing that and instead act as a surprised kiddo, but I didn't tell much either. As we were midway down the slope, we entered the hallway that led to the medical room, but it was simply dark. My brother felt he could not make it through the hallway, so I left him a bit behind while he stopped. As I was about to open the door at the end of the hallway, that leads to a staircase, I noticed one of my friends was walking nearby as if we wanted to go somewhere together. Upon opening the door, I saw a black sports teacher - or so I assume; in my dream, I thought he was an elementary school teacher, as there was a whole class of kids behind him. He was grinning at me with an absolutely weird stare, overall looking like a scary smiley smiling. At that point, I did a reality check. I tried to push my finger through my palm, but it failed; as my 'friend' told me to be careful, I attempted to block my nose and to breathe at the same time, but I felt my breathe was either getting blocked or going through. All this confusion led to the loss of the scene. However, I reappeared in a sort of classy, party club lounge, with a huge carpet and immense sofas set on each side of it. At first, my brother and I were among the few people who were present, but additional persons arrived, filling up the gaps. Everyone was talking, and there were some old people (grannies especially) in the first place, who were replaced by young adults or teenagers as people came in. My brother lied back in one of the sofas, passively glaring at the whole scene.

Dream 3: This dream stopped pretty quickly, as my alarm rang a bit after it had started. All I remember is that I was in Africa, in the back shop of some clothes store; I needed to get an avocado, for some reason. It turns out the African woman, wearing a traditional African dress along with a bandana, with whom I was, could not find any; I managed to find two but they were old and tough as rock. She then told me she had apples and I told her I was fine with that, considering I could replace avocados with apples for what I wanted to do. She showed me a gigantic pear/apple that was about two meters tall... this didn't even make me blink. As I spotted a few Asians entering the main store, my alarm rang and I woke up.

12-2-12 NIGHT: Ok, I was underwater with two other women. There were jelly fishes eating chewing gum that people would spit out. I remember two all girl competing teams were there, I think debate teams. In the water no one needed special gear to breathe or talk, it was like air, but it was under water because the jelly fish were there. And pretty coral. I got bored and the dream changed. Was then inside of a dimly lit house, talking to a young man (in RL, a friend of one of my daughters from high school, he's grown up to be a professional musician). He was sipping something from a mug and telling me about his problems. I remember him saying people expected him to have a girlfriend and date, and he didn't want that. I said something about "That stuff comes when you're ready. Not a moment before." I hugged him goodbye, smelling his shampoo when his hair was close to my face. It was a nice visit.

12-3-12 NIGHT: No dreams remembered, woke up sore but ready for the day.

12-4-12 NIGHT: I kept hearing Barry Manilow music. Trying to get the feeling again. Loads of red, purple color.

Wooden Sculpture

One or two nights ago I dreamed I saw these wooden sculptures. They were logs, but circular designs were cut out all over each of them. I had the option of making a dangerous maneuver--I could hang on some bar and swing my body and hopefully land on the top of one of the log art structures. I did swing and I landed successfully.

I didn't log this dream earlier because it was short and pointless, but I figured I'd take the opportunity to log it now.

Physical Memrise Points

I am addicted to a website Memrise.com. It is a site that offers learning courses. You get points for answers you get right. Last night I was learning several courses, so I dreamed that I was getting points, but somehow they were physically manifested points.

Not a great dream, but I like to log lest I forget.

i went to some foreign country with matt and i decided to travel light. i was giong to bring this big bin of stuff but i forgot it. when we got to the hotel, there was this large pool we were in and all these weird bird looking bugs flying around.

somehow i poofedback home to find garrot in my back room. he was standing there talking about something. then he just took off all his close and was standing there naked. I gave him a hug and said you really are my brother. then i got him some clothes from my rooom he put em on and we went to go play mario kart. i dont memeber what happened i think i was tired and fell asleep

WBTB half cup strong coffee at 4AM

The woman in pink scrubs.

I am doing plasma in an ackward chair. It like I am laying with my feet in the air and head down. I want my left arm done so I can play minecraft on my Galaxy Player with my right. I turn around right and it is a normal chair. I find it odd.

I look to my right and I am now driving in front of the hospital and there is a strange woman next to me in pink scrubs. She is loving on me like we are new lovers. I relize this is all wrong and become lucid.

I hug her and say let me look at your face. I want to know who she is. She just looks like a familiar DC that I encounter but nothing like any one in real life. I note it and shrug.

I remember a lucid goal now. Talk to the dream consciousness. Here is our convo.

Me: Tell me something important.
Her: ...
Me: TELL ME something IMPORTANT... Pleeeeease.
Her: uh eh mmm
me: What?
her: Well uh.

I start rubbing my hands for stability.

her: My dad had a grey beard. Its... Garguyal.
me: GARGUYAL? What's that?
her: No not Garguyal. (laughter)

I rub my hand on her arm and note the feeling. Again for stability.

Me: What is there that's important; that you can tell me? What do I need to know?
her: Nothing. You're already perfect.

I laugh so much at this. I feels really great eventhough I don't believe it. This is was my wife tells me all the time.
I let go and want to wake up to remember the conversation. The dream gets dark. I realize I had my eyes closed at the end while snuggling to this woman. I only went with it because that was the flow of the dream and I wanted her to talk.

There is nothingness for a moment. I start feeling my hair. I find a really stiff hair and think it must be one of my gray ones. I play with it until a scene forms.
I am now non luicd back in the room about to give plasma. I see my laptop on a counter top and want to write in my DJ. Now I realize I can't get up because I have a needle in my left arm. The alarm wakes me up. Good thing too because I would have forgot this lucid!