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I had a dream prior to this. I intended to write it down. I dreamed that I woke up and wrote it down and lay back down. As I lay back down to fall asleep, I realized that I hadn't actually written my dream down in real life because I was dreaming. I was really sleepy, though, so I just dreamed about going back to sleep, and it faded into another dream. Unfortunately, I can't recall the events of my prior dream.

I then dreamed about a Choose Your Own Adventure game I was playing. I was playing a boy and his sister. Part of the game involved choosing classes for them to attend so they could build skills (a la Princess Maker or Long Live The Queen). The setting was modern day, though. My first run through, the boy became a thief after wandering into a bad part of town, but died because his skill in lock picks was terrible when he needed to pass a skill check, and he pissed off the thieves' guild. The girl ended up attending some sort of party or event where everyone was dressed in formal wear. In the next game, I completely ignored the boy and focused on making the girl into a well-respected doctor. At some point, I pulled out my dream journal (the one I wrote in in my prior dream) and looked through it, and the notes in it were in big, sloppy handwriting. Apparently, my dream had something to do with Morgan Freeman. I decided that the reason that the journal looked so sloppy and the notes were so weird was because I had written them in my sleep, and I put it away. In the game, the girl needed to find a bathroom (what is it with me and bathrooms?).

The dream shifted, and I was in a library - still looking for the bathroom. I find it, but decide it's not the REAL bathroom (and somehow this has to do with the number 40) because it doesn't look real enough, and I need to find the real bathroom. I wake up, and yes, I needed to use the bathroom.

This is my first post, so basically im going to post some dreams i had (the only LD i can remember) and also ask a bunch of questions... I'll start with the last lucid dream i had... i've got to say im not proud of this dream.

I dreamt this 2 weeks ago. The first thing i remember is being in somewhere that looked pretty much like a regular classroom of a regular school, I was alone with a girl and I told her I wanted a BJ... she said no, of course, and then I replied that I knew i was dreaming and i DEMANDED a bj again, she refused and here comes the weird part. Suddenly another girl appeared, much younger, maybe 12, and well... she started doing what i asked before. It was really weird and I was very horny but also didnt feel confortable so i decided to wake up before i cum. I think i did that because she looked too much young... It's a shame to start mi DJ with such a pedo dream...

i'll continue with another lucid dream i had, this one was 2 or 3 days ago. I can't remember too much, I was in some kind of zombie apocalypse, but the zombies were dumb and slow, so it was easy to kill them. I remember i was constantly running and cutting their heads off untill i realiced i was dreaming, in that moment i tried to control the dream but instead everything started to move slower until i cant move at all, thats when i woke up. Does this ever happened to anyone of you?

I just remembered another dream, this one was some months ago, i dont kknow when. I was just flying in some city, this is a very happy memory. At some point i rested at the top of a building and saw a man with an umbrella getting higher and higher, i knew he just wanted to get back to the floor and i started laughing at him.

Recently i started trying the reality checks, i just pinch my self regulary when im awake, i cant remember doing it in a dream yet. How fast did you get any result with the "reality check" method? I've got to go right now, maybe later i'll post something else.

Hotel adventure
It's late at night. I've arrived at a hotel, and I need a room. I don't see any lights on in the lobby, but I try the doors anyway, and I find that they're open. Going inside is a little creepy. Once inside, I see a dim light ahead, up a series of wide, very shallow steps. Reaching the top, I find the counter divided into many "privacy booths". One of them is lit, and I walk towards it. Someone had advised me which room to ask for, saying it was the best in the hotel, but given the late hour, I'm not very hopeful that I'll be able to get it.

Now I'm in a small bare room. I "see" a chart showing some different progressions of magic with different effects, benefits, and problems. One of them causes you first to become invisible, then to release a flash of light. The flash "powers" the next part of the magic, making you visible, a nice benefit (I forget what), but leaving you gasping. I saw some other progressions on the chart, but I don't remember the others.

I know that "they" will be coming for me soon, so I try to get ready. I realize my belt is out of its belt loops and start to rethread it. As I'm nearly done, I hear "them" approaching. I realize I should have put the rings on before worrying about the belt. "They" burst into the room and I realize with relief that I'm already wearing the rings. I launch myself at the leader, sailing through the air to hit him in the chest, knocking him backwards. It's not really flight - more like ignoring most of gravity - but it's effective. Unfortunately, he can do something similar, and we end up in a chase through the hotel. At one point, we're both shooting down a tall spiral stairwell, one where you can see all the way to the bottom through the center of the spiral. At the bottom, we're back in the room with the shallow steps. He launches himself out over the room, and I follow. Unfortunately, he's faster than I am, and I'm losing him.


Game developers visit a college
I'm in a college cafeteria. A group of guys is talking to a couple of new recruits, describing the guts of their game world. They're very proud of how non-deterministic it is, using all sorts of inputs - weather, etc - to change the game world in subtle ways. I ask about what a nightmare it must be to debug, and they agree to a point. One describes how to enable a mode that disables the external inputs. Another starts to show the class hierarchy for creating a new module inside the game. Someone is trying to find a good time and place for a technical demo. He's disappointed that the only thing that will work is once again the cafeteria. He hopes that we'll be able to get a quiet area. John is there fiddling with his phone. He hasn't been able to get Bluetooth working right, and I tease him for it.


Rotting bridge
I'm with a group of people walking on an ancient wooden bridge. I have a tiny gun which I take and throw far out into the water. One of my companions asks me why I did that. I explain that I know how these stories go: the hero gives his gun to one of his companions, asking him to watch his back. Next thing you know, that companion turns out to be a traitor and uses the hero's own gun against the hero. Now we've come to the end of the bridge. It used to go on further, but it's completely fallen apart after this point. We pick our way down the remnants of the bridge and wade in the water. As we continue on, I see our destination in the distance.


Lucid in the hotel - I did SSILD before this
I'm back in the hotel, in the stairwell. The wallpaper is old and brownish, with some kind of little squares with designs. I know I'm dreaming, and I want to fly like I did earlier. I try to will myself into the air, but nothing happens. I jump and flap my arms, and I shoot about ten feet into the air, then drift slowly downwards. Now I'm in a room. It's incredibly messy. I really want a DC to show up. I try various tricks: turning around, expecting the DC to walk in the door, etc, but no DC shows up.


Bruce Willis
I'm walking along the ring road outside a parking lot and meet Bruce Willis talking to another guy. No one else is around, there are no cars anywhere, and the guys ignore me completely, so I just stand back and listen. Bruce is pitching a new Die Hard to the other guy; the idea is received with some amusement, an air that he's just humoring Bruce. He tells Bruce that if he does this movie, then Bruce will be five, reminding him of a comment he made that Bruce gets fifteen years younger every time he does a movie. He's "Twenty" now, so he'll be five after another Die Hard. Alternatively, the timeline works out nicely if you start it from 2008, also putting us at his being five years old.

Bruce has released a new movie he wrote himself. It deconstructs many of the common action movie tropes, and is supposed to be funny, but most people agree it just doesn't have much personality. They also complain that the way he handled the depiction of the city's recession is poorly handled. Now I'm in my kitchen, telling my wife about meeting him. We get to talking about his Star Trek career, and I say that he was closely involved with Brannon Braga. I have to explain that he was one of the Star Trek writers who wrote many of the stranger scripts.

While they're talking, a guy I met the other day comes up to me and gives me a stack of books. I'd completely forgotten about him. I'd gotten one book from him at the time and asked for more. He makes a comment about "you probably won't even thank me," then leaves. I look through the books. They're on Bruce's military career. They're all fairly short books, but they sound like heavy reading. At least one has a picture of him in full military outfit on the front cover. One of the books is unrelated to the rest. I'm surprised to see that it's written by a friend of mine. The cover is bright and cartoony, and the grammar is pretty bad. Near the copyright notice, there's a comment saying the book should take less than 21 minutes to read - but again, the comment is so poorly written I have to stare at it for a minute before it makes sense.


Shoes for a competition
I'm in the mall, in a shoe store. I sign up my third daughter for some kind of competition. The man in the store thinks she's a little on the young side, but signs her up since she's technically eligible. He says she'll need new shoes to compete and starts to measure her, but we don't have time for it. I tell him we'll be back later to finish the measurements. Now we're back. The man is gone, and a woman is taking measurements for shoes. I explain why we're here. She asks me what size shoes my daughter wears, and I say that I don't know. She looks at her's current shoes and gets the size, but I point out that there's a big gap in front of her toes, and for this competition the shoes will need to fit really well. She asks me to come upstairs with her to get proper measurements.

Now we're in some kind of dormitory room. At least four beds are arranged in here. It's a fairly long room, but it's not very wide, only slightly wider than the beds are long. We're at the end of the room. Another lady has joined the first, and they're trying to make room for my daughter to lie down on the floor. There are two suitcases in the way, and they're trying to figure out what to do with them. I suggest putting them under the bed, and they think that's a good idea. I lift the mattress and the women put the suitcases under it. Instead of laying them on the floor under the mattress, they lay them so they're on the rails that hold the mattress in place. It's OK, since there's some kind of riser on the rails designed to hold the mattress up above stuff. I put the mattress back down on the risers, but it looks like it's hitting the suitcases too. This won't be a long term solution, but it should be enough to get my daughter measured.


Fragments
Something about the kids, a park, and a fire engine.

I'm talking to someone who asks me if I was ever in the navy. I explain that I went straight from school to college to work. He asks me to recommend someone for ???, and I recommend Steve S, describing him as having "salt and pepper hair, saltier than yours."

After discovering new way of dream control of just believing anything you imagine coming true. Today that idea made my lucid dream really interesting. I tried to wild while knowing next scene will be a dream. I fell asleep and had a normal dream until i got this wooden bridge. The bridge was located in jungle near waterfall which triggered my lucidity by beeing too weird. I walked end of the bridge and i wanted to go somewhere else. I saw this rock and idea came that i will create portal which will teleport myself somewhere. I tried to make it happen as naturally as i can imagine so key appeared my hand which was glowing in green light. I put the key into the huge rock and twisted it and a portal started to appear. My previous lucid dreams i had problem of just letting go and letting subconsciouss do the job so i just went to the portal without exceptations. I appeared this weird place looked like being in the clouds while sunset. There where clouds everywhere and they bathed in orange light. There there was this one invisible wall/ground were gravity was pulling dream characters different directions but everybody was close to this wall. As i felt different gravitys pulling me different direction it was too confusing so i reminded myself this was a dream and changed the gravity to pull me to the wall as it was ground because it was too confusing. Then i noticed this is kinda same place of different lucid dream i had. In the previous lucid dream i suddenly became fully lucid when i entered this place and i asked dream character what it was and he said`` this is path way to heaven``. Back to present dream. I looked as dream character where dropping different directions left, right, foward and back i continued my explore. Somewhere there came a though this is our worlds consciouness where people go to different dimensions such as heaven and hell then i lost the memory. The previous lucid dream happened same way: i became somewhat lucid and teleported and i appeared this same place but here people where moving this clouded path the same direction this is where i asked one of the dream characters what this place was. After i had asked i wanted to change sceanary again i teleported and i got to this same looking place but here were random objects from our world floating around here there were no gravity so i tried move to edge of this place until suddeny barrier appeared. I shirt coming my direction and i pulled it i warped very weirdly and thought came to my head again this is different dimension. Then i woke up. These dreams are so interesting. Also the way how our mind try to make everything so logical is weird.

Monday 12.02.13

Last night bed 11:30pm

I'm in a garden at my childhood house. Lots of people there. There is a man, that is walking around the cellars hallway and also the yard. He walks around slowly, with sinister purpose. I have a gun and it seems like i also have ammo. It's in a small ammo box. Ammunition is small, golden in color, or yellow brass.

I tell someone to lock all their doors and to call my mom and others to stay in their apartments. That's when i see my mom, cluelessly peeking out of one of the doors leading to the yard. I yell at her to get back inside and lock the doors.

In the meantime, I keep shooting the guy, with no effect. I keep reloading the gun, but now the bullets are getting all messed up. They are tiny, deformed, and mixed in with stuff like lint and other stupid things. The intruder is now heading towards us. So I run up to him and knock him out cold.

I'm asking a neighbor if I should call 911, or the non-emergency number. She says non-emergency, since we got him neutralized.

Saturday 11.30.13

DR1 - I'm walking through a city that looks like my hometown. But it's not, It's Poland. We walk in a bar, that's just a hole in a a wall. Arched wooden doors. It's packed. We sit at a small, round, high table. There are couples everywhere. Except, they are not really couples. I think they just paired up after arrival. And not all are happy with the way they are paired up. We realize we came to the wrong bar.

DR 2 - I'm walking through a city again. This time it's Australia. I can clearly feel the distance from my home continent. I'm on the other side of the world. We see some ladies walk by and ask them for some good, not too expensive restaurant. They laugh. There is nothing that't not expensive.

DR3 - Still in Australia. I'm talking about a job offer in Bendi national Park. Sitting in managers office at the visitor's center. Sliding glass door behing me is opened and I have a view of a man-made small animal pool. Water is greenish, as if full of algae. I see a snake swimming in the water. I call my mom to look, but by then, it had turned to a crocodile. I'm excited to see a crocodile.

Still in Australia. now talking to different people about a job. I follow a female manager to a mess hall. A male manager tells me, that he has two openings - one is a manager of 2 workers in a dining room. Can't remember the other one.

Testing

I was playing the original GTA, complete with the top-down view and bright pixels. I apparently found a location where a bunch of pedestrians are having a parade. This being the GTA world, of course I stole a car and began driving into crowds to boost my score multiplier. I somehow lost my place, and had to start again somewhere in the map looking for the parade. When I found it again, it's not as vibrant or populated as it was before.

I then hear news commentary of the parade, like it was a television broadcast, only the anchors had no comment on my actions. Instead, it was just a bunch of mundane, inaccurate factoids. The two I remember were "did you know San Francisco only exports 16 apples annually?" and "The biggest school is a school in China that is 19,000 square feet."

Then my alarm wakes me up.

Morning of December 2, 2013. Monday.



In my dream, there are two scenarios, the first one involving the refurbishing of an old wooden house in a rural area. It is high up on stumps (high enough to freely walk around under) and I look closely at the underside of the floor, noting the way the floorboards appear. This unknown house, as with our house in real life, has very thin floorboards with gaps between them. I start to wonder about how it is possible to actually walk in the house, let alone have any sort of furniture anywhere in it. I notice areas where there are smaller clusters of thicker, harder pieces of wood stuck or nailed into the bottom, somewhat equidistant in a grid pattern across the underside of the house, apparently for a bit of extra support, with additional areas of some sort of resin sloping away from the sections. The main idea here is that there are two men who disagree about what to do with the house and I am supposedly there to help, but I am not sure what to do about their predicament. It seems they have equal say in its fate. One wants to fix it up a lot better by redoing parts of it, the other does not want to bother and just wants to add a bit of patchwork, which would possibly result in a house that no one will be able to live in. Meanwhile, an unknown rural sheriff or game warden sits on a porch telling me about all the misadventures of the two men. He seems very cheerful, loud, and excited in his speech, repeating the highlights of their more recent misadventures and continuing redundant-in-theme encounters, laughing as if sharing a great comedic yet predictable legend.

Later, I am with a few unknown people and we discover two young animals that are about the size of a large cat. I hold them the most as a few other people come and go. The first one; I tell someone that it is a baby bear. However, I then notice that it has long ears and see that it is actually an arctic hare. I correct my error and talk about what it actually is as I stroke the soft long ears. The other animal turns out to be a young arctic fox. It is beautiful and calm. I pet it and stroke the bushy, soft tail. The two animals need a bit of care for now and we keep them close by. There is almost a mystical feeling as I enjoy the natural surroundings within my dream even though it is now a snowy landscape (unlike the first dream segment). The vividly rendered detail of the setting is quite precise and emotionally soothing. The hare is almost completely pure white except for a bit of darker gray around the top of the ears and the fox is the same way, but with a bit of lighter gray on the tip of its tail. They act in a very calm and passive manner instead of trying to run away.

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Testing

12-01-13 I was walking down a rode when I see the entire roe has collapsed and the sea is swelling in and out of it like a feord. I am suprised to see how dangerous, deep, and powerful the swell is. The ground it is swelling up and down on lokks deadly. Suddenlly someone jumps in for fun. I become a bit lucid at this and watch. Many people are swimming and jumping in. It is crazy realistic and I am sure in real life would be a death trap. But, in the dream even children are getting in. The swell rise and falls about 25 feet. I see three children grab the rim on an up swell and throw them selves back when there is no sea below them. Before they hit the up swell came back and they are safe.

Ok, this actually looks fun. I decide to try it out. I jump, but all of a sudden the road is back and a car almost hits me. There is now no sign of the sea and this is a movie set. I see all the activity involved with making film.

This was between snooze alarms, so it goes off and I have to get up.

12/01/13 It started with a dream in which I could not get my video game to work. I was using something like a PSP. I needed to first target ghost and then use a different button to fire. The targeting was not working and the ghosts got too close to me (outside the game). I started striking the things with the game, and saw they were now bugs.
I became lucid and looked around. I was in Robb's old back yard from grade school. A hose was running and I examined it. It was cutting away a large amount of ground and collapsing the yard into a pond. I moved the hose into the pond. I lost recall at this point. I think I woke up or something.

12/01/13 I was lucid during this, but it was nREM and I was not iin much of a dream body. The idea was that me and Haveago were trying to work with WakingNomad to figure out how we could use our DV points to heal his nerve damage. I just observed, knowing this was silly and a dream. I would have choosen to be non-lucid if I could as I needed the rest. The scene also involved super-imposed images of us 3 looking into tide pools as if somehow the answer was in there. This silly dream looped at least 5 times. Sigh. Best to not be lucid for this stuff if you ask me.

12/01/13 Time to start pushing my recall a bit. So here is last nights non lucids (starting to have more of these now that I focused on it).

1) non-lucid/ I had somehow commited to marry a girl I dated many years ago, and we were traveling. I ended up alone in the hotel and got a call from another girl. I realized I did not want to marry the first girl, but was unsure how I could get out of it.

2) non-lucid/ I woke up in a store or something. I had some how slept hidden behind a counter. I noticed it was a health club or gym. The story morphs to where I am just watching. The guy who takes the role I was in helps him self to food he is not entitled to and then will not leave. I am again in the role and am searching for my shoes. Someone points out that they are on my feet. Prespective switches back to me observing some else. They are all outside and everyone is dissing this guy trying to get him to leave. Someone gives everyone but him a large drink that is purple, but gives him a small urine colored drink.

Dream

I was in this small animal shelter, which was supposed to be located in a seedy part of town. I was flipping through a spiral notebook which on each page had a different business that was in this bad part of town. I was looking for a job, and figured the safest place to work would be at the animal shelter. A DC woman who worked at the shelter was telling me how they put down dogs. She said a lot of people come to watch, and they chop the dog up with a scalpel and sometimes the person doing the procedure will chop them up slowly which makes them suffer more. Whoa brain, feeling a little gruesome last night were we? Anyway, this information didn't bother me in the least, it was something of normalcy.
Then I remember walking with my mom in the parking lot of the shelter and across the street to do something, I'm not sure what.

Fragment 1

I was calling apartment complexes that were out of state, but instead of being interested in my own apartment to rent, I wanted to live with the person I called in their apartment. I was scared no one would pick up, since they would see an out of state number calling, but when a lady finally said Hello? I got nervous and hung up.

Fragment 2

I remember being out on a grassy area, I think it was supposed to be a playground. I had a best friend whom was a boy and we were running across the field, our destination this little brick building, I think it may have been a bathroom or something. I remember someone kicking a soccer ball from behind me and it flew over my head and I was afraid it would hit me.