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I took some benadryl and went to bed at 10 and woke at 4.

Setting up at camp
I'm at the camping site with my four "big kids". I'm working on getting our tent set up, and they're just racing around chasing each other. Even though our site is within sight of the lake, I'm not worried about the kids falling in: I've used a personal family shield, so all of the kids are invulnerable for about the next hour. I can see the fields when I look at the kids, since I know what to look for, but other people probably wouldn't notice anything.

I had trouble getting back to sleep and eventually took a shower. I returned to bed at 5 and woke up around 7.


Skiing
I'm on a ski slope with a couple of other guys. I ride a ski lift, but I think it's pretty odd that this lift faces backwards instead of forwards. Now I'm at the top with my friends. We choose a trail and start to ski down it. I hear a rumble and realize that it's probably an avalanche starting. We speed up trying to get to the bottom before the avalanche catches us. To my right, at the edge of the trail, I see a roundish depression that looks like a luge path. I jump in on my stomach, head first, and try to slide down faster that way. I end up going pretty fast, but the path isn't as straight as I'd like, and it sometimes takes me around the maintain instead of down it. Sometimes I pass through some very narrow tunnels and get worried that this was a bad idea. Eventually I find myself standing by a road at the bottom of the mountain. I've escaped the avalanche, but now I'm cold, wet, and lost. I walk along the road looking for some kind of help and eventually come to what looks like a large barn. The people inside see me and come out to help me. Now I'm in the barn. My clothes have been changed and I'm warm. They lead me to a table where I have a seat and find my friends. They're overjoyed to see me, having thought me lost in the avalanche.


London
I'm in London, on a cobblestone road on a fairly steep hill. My surroundings seem to be some kind of cross between Victorian and modern times. Off one edge I can see a large bay with a boat in it. Another smaller boat goes past closer to the hill. This one is long and thin and has a guy at the back using a couple of long whips. At first I think he's whipping the animals that power the paddle wheels, but as I look more closely I realize he's whipping the boat itself. Weird. Now some strange devices past the guard rail start shooting water into the air. I'm pretty confused about this and ask someone nearby what they're doing. He doesn't answer in words but just points past the top of the hill. I look and see more water along with a large ship coming in. This one is huge, much larger than the first one I saw. I realize this is the queen's own ship, and they like to have it come in mysteriously. There's a huge bank of fog, and I realize the strange water-shooting devices must be making the fog bank. As I look more closely I realize that the huge ship has some huge wheels just barely sticking out of the fog. I realize the ship is moving much too quickly and smoothly for going through the water, so those wheels must be running on reals that are hidden beneath the fog.

I realized my mom took a position on the queen's ship, and I decide to see her. Now I'm on board the ship in a large room with a counter. I ask the person behind the counter where I can find Mom, and she directs me.

Now I'm down the hill a bit talking to some people. Somehow Ben C ends up coming up in conversation. I decide to try to find him and ask where he lives. Someone points up a road and says he lives at twenty-five M??? street. I thank him and start heading that way. Now I'm driving up the road. It's got a totally different name from what the man had said, and the numbers are much too large (I think I pass 399)- no twenties around here. I turn around and go back thinking that maybe I'd missed it. I find an auto repair place at number twenty-four and assume that Ben must live somewhere close by. I go in and ask the woman in the office where number twenty-five is. She asks why I want to know and I tell her I'm looking for Ben. She calls over a teenaged boy, then all three of us head around back. She leads us to a large telephone booth sitting in the middle of a field, then pushes a button on the back of the phone booth and causes some strange doors to open. The boy gets in and gestures for me to follow. I get in with him, the doors close, and we start to move. Space inside is rather cramped, and I end up putting my arm over his shoulders. I'm almost giddy - I can't believe I'm riding in a phone booth through a secret passage! We make small talk as it moves along. Eventually the doors open up and we get out.

Now I'm putting my pants back on - it seems my pants earlier were wet and they dried them for me. I'm in something like a breakfast nook off of a kitchen. After I get them on and buttoned, I think they feel odd and wonder if I get the wrong ones, maybe the girl's that I see nearby. I think that they can't be a girls', since the button and zipper flap are facing to the right, but when I look more closely I realize that it is in fact a denim skirt and not pants at all! She must have my pants on.

Non-Dream Dream

Dream 1: I am creating virtual cities and buying/selling people and accessories. The people / accessories can gain or lose value depending on their interactions with everything else in the simulation.

Dream 2: I am driving on a freeway with my dad and I am unable to negotiate turns. I am not drunk or on drugs but every time I need to make even the slightest turn I veer into other lanes or off the road. Miraculously I do not run into any other cars even thought the freeway is packed. I finally pull off the road and we go into a bar/diner. People in the place have large bags of weed.

Dream 3: Picking up my brother from an airport. Not sure where we are - perhaps Vietnam. It begins to snow and I am terrified of driving in the snow / ice but my brother's wife makes me. There are strange trains going all throughout the city and they frequently hit cars - but this is acceptable.

00:00 Monday 2014-10-13 multi-epic non-lucids, long night of dreams

Set alarm for 04:45 to take galantamine and cholines

00:19 bedtime, 30 drops wormwood tincture 1 1 hour before bed

Probably too much wormwood. Took it in a shot glass filled with water and the drops and it still was unbelievably bitter, like drinking not a diluted but pure essence of bitterness, like the water had no diluting effect at all. I had to take several more drinks of water to get the taste somewhat washed down.

In bed even though I'm tired I feel a very unpleasant racing and somewhat laboring heart sensation, not at all pleasant, decide to swear off wormwood altogether. But with the awesome resulting night, I'm not so sure... maybe once a month, and certainly less than 30 drops.

Major day residue: watched a documentary on the porn industry and this dominated (haha) the dreams all night long. Think I've made a discovery here....

~ 03:30 - wake with a number of wild dreams recalled, not sure which ones were now and which ones were at 4:45 alarm

04:45 alarm
recall, take 2 x 4mg GalantaMind, 1x 300mg Alpha-GPC, 1x 300mg choline bitartrate
hard to get back to sleep, there is just NO drowsiness to sink into. Keep doing reverse counts. Vivid distracting HI (usual for G+Ch for me), but somewhere around 1-2 hours I do fall asleep, yay

(distributed somehow between 04:45 wakings)

+(f) playing Oolite, shooting enemy space ships with my military laser, zap zap zap!

+ chase the kid down the hill, at the bottom: pirate ship?
I"m overlooking a deep steep mountain valley, there is a road winding along the edge of the cliff on the left down far into the distance, I'm planning on jumping/gliding down to a far point on that path far in the distance, a group of kids is coming along with me, I jump off but one of the kids doesn't make it and lands too early on the steep cliff/hill and starts sliding down, I have to follow to save him/her, I start flying at high speed down the hill, searching for the kid trying to find him/her before he/she smashes into the bottom, other people are also sliding down the hill, I go really fast and reach the bottom and turn around and look up to try to see the kid still coming down but I never find him. I enter a room and talk to a guy about (a pirate ship?) sailing a boat that sailed earlier or never went anywhere.

+ I'm trying to park in a no-parking area (construction zone?) at a dead-end leading in to a major street. There is a string quartet setting up outside preparing to play for donations. I stand to watch, holding on to a nearby yellow chain link fence. The quartet begins to play, and the fence I'm holding on to starts to move/vibrate wildly and is very noisy. I'm very apologetic about this and am trying to stop and quiet the fence but can't, it keeps getting louder and louder. Eventually the quartet stops playing and a musician comes over and shows me that the fence is automatic and is stuck on something in the way (my car?) and I see the fence mechanism trying to move. I move something out of the way.

+ trapped with 3 friends in a contract with a sadistic genie, who grants our wishes in a way that tortures and threatens to kill us. We're trying desperately to secretly find a way to cancel or otherwise annull this contract, but the Genie keeps finding us and returns after the weekend, try to hide in the bathroom using a urinal. At one point I enter a lobby by an elevator/stairway where a movie star is modelling in the public stairwell and somebody there (her agent?) comes out of a door and I think she can help us but the genie finds out and stops it. We have the weekend off in order to figure it out but the genie is coming again on Monday. Maybe we can refuse to pay? But if we refuse to pay they'll come to collect the money and kill us anyway. The genie calls and we don't answer it, I and a friend go in to the bathroom to hide, it's a large bathroom like in a business I'm looking around for a urinal and find a small weird one and start peeing into it, my friend is peeing in another one and the genie arrives and finds us and he's mad. At one point he's female.

One one point on this weekend I am pushing a push-broom cleaning a floor in a room with one of my friends. I look at the bottom of this broom and it is flat yellow plastic, the way it moves on the floor feels strange like it is floating. There is a disperse bunch of little yellow used-eraser droppings that we're trying to clean up. My friend's using a vacuum cleaner.

+ read a piece of crumpled paper that turns into browsing a list of NSFW pictures and pull up images on the computer

+ sitting in the aisle seat on a crowded bus, hot girls standing next to me pressing into me, I'm pressing back, girl with awesome boobs wearing a transparent white t-shirt and well-seen areaolas/nipples standing in front of me walks by me and my gaze is locked to her chest as she walks by me and stands right next to me, wow.


07:20

+ a massive theme park the most awesome in the world, the creators of all legos, there was a porn attraction, I'm trying to seduce the porn robot girl of the attraction, wearing a clingy white short sexy dress walking around a large central rectangular (oblisk? aquarium?). I'm grabbing and trying to get it on with this robot and then the scene switches:

I'm sitting backwards (face towards the back/top, back towards the bottom/front) on the left aisle of a large (movie?) auditorium. There are a fair number of (guys) sitting in the auditorium. Jim from The Office is in the rear-aisle behind the top row, I see him and imagine he could see me. Dwight from The Office is in a side auditorium, much smaller to my right, I'm sitting in between them and can see into both. I have my laptop and am considering NSFW activities, but the guys sitting in the auditorium to my left keep glancing my way. I know that Jim knows me and I don't want him to see me doing this. In the 2nd theater to my right there is a guy guy apparently shaving in the front row and the screen shows him, his face is light as by a smart phone or a flashlight, the picture of his lit face and him shaving is duplicated on the large screen in that theater.

+ Porn tryouts. Driving/flying up a steep street with wife, she is not into the whole doing a porn production idea with me she is really against it, she says the girl must be a good one/pretty. Next we're we're walking in a porn studio (a big, high volume one) and head towards the back walking down a long hallway with the slimey/sleazy owner, there are filming rooms with doors that lock he wants to lead us into one on the right I refuse to go in there not knowing if they'll lock the doors and if we'll be able to get out or not we could be trapped in there. I walk back along the hallway myself , I enter a busy offices area where they are doing porn casting calls, "prospect number 10, go to (some room)" is called over a loudspeaker. There are lots of applicants and employees.

I enter a small room to observe an interview, there is one porn director guy there on the left and a girl on a couch to the right, she has red hair and is pretty but a bit ditzy, she indicates to the director by making a leading gesture with her hand (a "keep going" looping gesture) that he should simulate initiating a phone call so she can enter her prepared dialogue. She talks about her ability to do "flipping" (or she's "a flipper") several times. She acts out receiving a phone call, she's very hyper. She's "a flipper", she can "change" (her behavior) in an instant. She then crawls slowly over to the director, takes out his schlong from his pants and gives him a sexy slow BJ, he says "I really like you" and indicates his approval by pointing to his big hard (ahem), he indicates she's done well, she seems to shrink a bit in size and is not so pretty and looks really crazy, she is leaving the room and asks in a neurotic way, "Are you going to call me for a scene this week? " He says he has to finish doing his evaluations. All through this scene I'm nervously glancing at the window in the door to see if my wife is looking in.

10:30

+ (semi) chase and kill the villain,
Confronting the evil mad scientist who stole something from my best friend MR, I am sad at first but then I get mad and think "THIS IS *MY* DREAM, I'LL GET HIM!" and fly up into the air and go searching for him, and I will punish him. I will myself to fly at very high speed, and do end up moving really fast, I'm flying through a really large high ceilinged indoor space, sort of like a convention center with lots of hallways. I do a "scan" skill to try to find him, I have a vague sense of people/objects. I break through a large opaque window, I think about phasing through at first but I decide to break it. I go outside, then hide at the top of really tall doors about 20-30 feet up from the ground, I'm waiting for him to emerge from his evil laboratory. I will demolish/smash/kill him. He eventually saw me and said something complaining about his fate. I think I've got him then I'm kissing a girl and she has a long pink thing tube butterfly tongue that comes into my mouth. I want to kiss normally.

+ master class presentation on my instrument, I'm going to play for the class. There's a younger student of my instrument there, and I'm speaking with (his teacher?) who is asking me about my instrument, we're talking about the cost and so forth, I say mine cost $6000 many years ago for a near-professional level instrument from <the maker>, he says that today it costs $50,000. I think there's no way I could afford a new instrument if this one I have fails.

I'm trying to assemble my instrument but some pieces do not fit together correctly. I try again and again but the fit it not quite right, it's too loose. I then realize that there are the pieces of about 3 instruments there on the ground, and I'm trying to put together pieces from different instruments, not just mine. One of the pieces has a strangely ornamented series of high E,F,G (and H?!) keys that I know is not from mine, it turns out it from the Principal player of the San Francisco Symphony who has appeared.

Next, I can't find my reed, I look for my reed case all over the place, I think about some reeds I have which are raw and not yet ready to play, if I play on those I will not have a good, mature sound, they will sound poor.

Next I can't find my music, I'm thinking what should I play, I decide to play the Mozart as that's always a good option. I look for the music and find some folders but it's not all there, I ask if anybody can play the piano accompanyment, the Principal (?) says he can, I wonder if I should just play the Weber instead. I think about playing the slow movement of the Mozart and impressing everybody with my awesome beautiful tone.

I begin playing some scales to impress everyone, and I make several bad notes/sounds, I'm really nervous. The organizers say we're running out of time and I think I'll just play the beginning part of Weber then.

My attention is drawn to the next room. There is a hot buxom blonde girl there, apparently topless, I see her nipples from a distance, she comes closer and turns around, I see that she is bottomless beneath a very short skirt, I see her butt, it has some marks/scabs on it in a sort of rainbow-shaped arc, her behind gets more scabby the longer I look but it's still hot. I want to catch up with her.

I walk down a path and think I see the blonde off to the right. I enter a side area and there's a young brunette there, sort of a guard? There's an outdoor vendor/store across some sort of flimsy fence, there are some soft drinks there and I want to grab a root beer. It's against the rules, but there's nobody in the store so I figure to grab one while the coast is clear. I sort of bend/stretch/fly? over the boundary to reach the bin and quickly draw myself back. Oops, I grabbed a Sprite by mistake. I go back and switch it for a Root Beer. I drink a bit? I kiss her? This however has alerted more of the green-garbed guards, they're going to write up a report. The one whom I'm with I think I've bribed no to care.

I am returning back on the path and am standing at a counter to accept my punishment. I can't afford to be locked away for a long time since I would miss the rest of the master class! I'm standing next to a sort of full garbage can with goop/something (red?) fluid oozing out of it and I stuff a small piece of garbage in there.

A detective with some assistants is coming up the path talking about finding the culprit and I think I'm going to get caught.

I re-enter the master class room and I've missed it, it's all done and people are putting things away and leaving. I couldn't find my instrument, it was gone. They said not to worry, though, that they listened to a recording of my playing in a concert and I had several really nice solos and the Principal complimented me on my beautiful tone, "really singing" and he said that it sounded like my instrument had some keys that didn't work right. I am now holding my instrument in my hands and I confirm that this is so, I'm thinking about the one key that works only due to the rubber band that is there now (true IWL).

This kid of no particular gender has just gotten a lift to a particular town, saying "Here's fine," to the person who gave them a ride. They walk into a diner. As they walk up to the counter I'm thinking how feminine they look, in contrast to some previous appearance. They know the waitress, and they greet her in a familiar way; the waitress looks them over but doesn't recognize them and asks if she should know them. They say no. They're happy that she didn't recognize them even after they sort of clued her in that she should.

As they leave the diner, they pass their father coming in. Their father doesn't recognize them either. He mistakes them for being part of some group of out-of-towners who are currently passing through, people he resents, and he complains about that to the waitress when he gets to the counter. The waitress asks if he knew that person leaving, he says no. The waitress says it looks like they knew him - they're still standing outside, looking through the window, staring at the back of his head right now.

Outside, the kid walks past a car. The two guys in the car say something to each other about how that person's too pretty for their own safety, and needs someone to ugly them up a bit - a threat.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a man I'm meant to capture - I'm holding a small box which I'm meant to store him in. He's trying to convince me to turn against the people I'm working for, the Head Office. He mentions that they put him in a 7-color-prison - a shield of a particular 'color' prevents the power used by that 'color' from passing through; a 7-color-prison would normally be considered overkill. He mentions this as part of describing to me the cruel way he was treated by the Head Office, trying to convince me that they have to be stopped. But it has the opposite effect; I believe that if he was judged so dangerous as to require a 7-color-prison, I can't trust his words. I put him in the box. His sister was watching this whole thing, but although she's upset there's nothing she can do to stop me - she's an innocent, she's got no power of her own. I hand over the box to a guy from the Head Office who's waiting outside - he's new, young, and looks afraid of the box even as he takes it.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I've walked into a bath house. This place belongs to a group that I think of with a word that at the time I believed meant the young men of the city protected by Apollo (but the word I actually used was 'lemures,' the restless dead). It's empty and unused, and there are exposed pipes that are turning black. As I look around, I think that this explains the abandoned building next door.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's this kid, high school age, who set out to change himself, improve himself somehow, and I - as a disembodied voice - am asking him what his goal had been when he'd started. He'd wanted to be able to take care of his aging father. He's lost track of that along the way.

The scene changes from a hill outdoors to a classroom - he's popular, admired. This is a recent development, one of the things he's changed about himself. But he doesn't seem happy with the people around him - he seems arrogant, he looks down on them. And he forgets to spend time with his father. I see him with his father at a small table - they joke around with each other and talk the way people who are close sometimes do, with so many in-jokes and understood references to past events that it's effectively their own language. His father doesn't mind that he's so busy. But the kid recognizes that he's lost track of his original goal, and he has to correct his course. He goes to the house that he's been using to change himself, a place that grants wishes of a sort.

Inside the house, which is a Victorian, old and mostly empty except for portraits on the walls, he's greeted by three men. The one who talks to him is short, maybe 5 feet at the most, plain, and with curly red hair. The men ask him to stay and eat and drink himself into a coma with them again. He refuses. They say it's better than the alternative, but let him go on up the stairs. Every time he's come here to change himself, he's had to go a little deeper into this house. The first time, eating and drinking with them was enough.

Upstairs, a creature with a helmet that hides its face and with long metal hooks for hands emerges from the wall. The kid's met this creature before too, and knows how to deal with it. There's a sequence where I see various creatures and people emerge from the wall one by one, and it's implied that the kid deals with each of them in turn, but there's no need to actually watch the process play out since this has all happened before, and how to deal with each one of them is already known. The last one to emerge from the wall is a dashing man, blonde, cheerful, sort of an Errol Flynn-type character, as if he's just stepped out of a swashbuckling flick. They've met before, and they talk for a bit. This man will go up the next set of stairs on the kid's behalf, and arrange for him to get his wish. Other people have done this for the kid before, a different person every time he's visited this place.

My point of view switches to follow the Errol Flynn-type at this point while the kid stays downstairs. In the room at the top of the stairs is a portrait of a little girl - the kid's met her before. The two of them talk, and she emerges from the portrait. Long straight dark hair, a long white dress, and pink satin slippers with rosebuds. She quickly drops the personality that the kid would have been familiar with, and the Errol Flynn-type winds up on the floor in front of her, kissing her feet - fear, not devotion. She states that she collects "shades of the Ampha Berra family" - she opens a panel in her dress, displaying many different shades of bloodstains on the fabric underneath. The Errol Flynn-type won't survive, and she'll change the kid as he asked.

I am at my church. Some people are breaking and and destroying things. I chase them off and recognize one of the guys is W (used to come to church here but stopped). He pulls out his phone and flashes the flash on it at me a couple times. Everything seems darker because my eyes aren't adjusted now. He runs into the darkness and I think I know where he is. I put all my weight when I get to the right place and I topple over him (I have like 50 lbs on him) and I strap his arms together with a piece of my shirt. I don't have my cell and I take him to a grocery store. He runs off and I start looking for some real cuffs. I run into Tina Fey and Amy Poehler. I have a few memories of them being here before and the store starts closing. I hide and think better of it. I tell the person that I am there and not to freak out. He freaks out. I wake up.

I wake up at 9:55. I need to go back to sleep. My alarm is set for 10:00... should I get up then? I reset it for 10:15 and sleep.

I am walking around a grocery store. I was just in a grocery store... but that was a dream. This seems wrong RC. My hands are perfectly fine. No problem. It is definitely a dream. I need to try my new teleport technique. I look past my surroundings to a weird background and I focus on that. I am in front of my church again and I am losing the dream. stabilize a bit and I realize that it is very dark. I slam a hand on the ground and think of a goal. The sight goes from the bottom to the top. Not like the sun is coming up, but more like I am teleporting again and this is the transition. I am just teleporting to the same place where it is light out. Either the future or the past. Fryingman should be here about now. I look around and the dream is fading again. I accidentally incubated this, I realized. I should check and see if FM is inside. I turn around and wake up.

I try to DEILD, but it is too late. I roll over.
I am laying on my car in the church parking lot.
"Ah! I just was in a lucid dream!" I say and look around.
"Can you not get back to sleep?" FM says. He is lying on his car too.
"Nah, I already tried."
"you'll get it next time." He says.
"I just had an LD too!" PercyLucid says. He is jumping out of the back of a flat bed truck.
"Did you get a goal done?" I ask.
"..." muffled response as I hear my alarm and wake up.

Morning of October 13, 2014. Monday.



There were (among other dreams on this date) three dreams that slightly ran into each other. The last one was extraordinarily lucid, of the type of apex lucidity I do not usually post online, though there is a humorous side here. I enter the state somewhat slowly, being aware of the various environmental features which come into focus and which I know are solely in-dream (which is typical of this state since earliest memory). Finally, when I am in the full-body state, having arrived, so to speak, I notice it is a version of my sister Marilyn’s house, being similar to her living room. This was probably residue from the previous longer dream (which was non-lucid). Within a short time, with no need to mentally will a scenario, a goddess-like girl appears, seemingly a younger version of my wife but dressed somewhat atypically. (The Loomis Street house is where I was staying when she first wrote to me in 1991.) I am fascinated with the realism and reach out for a full embrace. She seemed to have walked from around a corner, although technically there was no corner and it was more like walking from behind an invisible prism of human height. I am amazed by the clarity and the beauty of the imagery. However, I am also aware of environmental noises at times (in the real environment as I am sleeping).

I decide to leave the dream state to make sure my real body is in a comfortable position. However, when I “wake”, I do not notice right off that I have had a false awakening into another dream (though I am not lucid now) and in much the same environment. Eventually, I do come to realize that I went into a less vivid dream rather than really waking up, which seriously annoys me, so then I do wake up.

Previously, my earlier dream was a typical “search” type where I just look for old documents and such. I had wanted my mother’s old letters to my sister to do more research on my life that I had not documented myself, as she wrote quite often to Marilyn from mid-1967 to mid-1978. However, after my sister died in real life it was the typical fiasco where one person (not even a relative, but a supposed “friend” of hers) decides to throw everything out with no consideration for anyone else in the family or even attempting to communicate with anyone. In my dream, though, I actually see a younger version of my sister walking to one of her dressers and she seems slightly confused by how everything has been put into bundles, with almost everything in her house in stacks (including clothes, books, personal documents, and so on). I do manage to find some letters, which I believe are the ones I want. There is also a scene where a box has been put aside with certain things wrapped for my oldest daughter. There are many manila envelopes in the front room that seem sealed, some apparently related to comic books I had made for her (far more than in reality).

In another dream, I am seeing most of humanity as a different “species” than myself, which is no surprise. People, that is human beings, start out as some sort of chimpanzee-like being and as they grow older, they turn into a creature that resembles a baby elephant. This is possibly a play on how “apocalyptic” elephants came from representing my childhood fear (pachydermophobia developed out of real-life events) to representing people falsely promoting soon-upcoming worst-case scenarios (doomsday or judgement “trumpeting”).

Dream 1
I am runnning on a bike path in the downtown area of the city I'm in. I take a turn and go to a kind of shady back-alley way, but it's still part of the path. My dad is then there and there is a four-wheeler in front of us. We take it for a ride and have a blast. Then I bring my mom and I let her drive. She floors it and the vehicle flips over. It is dark outside and I get scared of werewolves. A random dude is suddenly there and he helps us try and flip it back over.

Dream 2
I am in a group of people and we are trying to catch some bad guys. A truck comes and stops us and we all put down our weapons except one guy in our group who has his gun and flashlight trained on the leader.

Dream 3
I am in the desert near an old run-down city. There is quite a big group of people with me. We have to work together but our group is constantly arguing. We are running away from something, and I'm hiding behind a bus. Then, we are back in the city and are at a party. Another group is out to get us and when I confront them, I see a person from our group who I thought was dead. I am totally shocked.

Dream 4
I am getting off the front of a train or something, and I'm standing on a platform. I do the nose-plug RC and am instantly lucid. (In real life I knew I was going to LD and I did the same exact thing beforehand in the dream. So I don't know if this is just a dream about LDing but I'd still be lucid I think) I check my hands just to make sure I'm dreaming and I have more fingers than usual. I go into caveman mode and search for some girls from my school. (I don't really remember what happened now...I think I might've found one girl but I don't know who and I don't know what I did.) I had to do a few other RC's to keep confirming I was dreaming.

Dream 5
I am standing on a battlefield and 2 Jedi are standing in front of me. There is a male and female. The female offers to help the male but he refuses, and goes on. There are two armies standing by some walls. The army behind the walls is evil, and the army attacking is a new and improved clone army. My view switches to seeing over the wall and that teleports me to the top of the wall. The armies are about to start fighting so I quickly jump down and run to the side. This marks the start of WW3. I am then in Denver, Colorado. Me and my entire XC team were put here because it is apparently the safest city to be, but in that first part I remember that the bad guy said he was going to take out Denver. I always duck when walking by windows and I'm constantly terrified of being shot. After a while in Denver, I wake up one night and see everyone leaving. I am scared that they are leaving me and ask how I'm going to get home. They point and I can see another teammate and I am relieved I won't be left behind.

We have all left already and are running through a field. We get to a diner and I remember that this is where all my survival started at. Then I am at my house with my parent's. We are packing things to be able to survive on our own. Our neighbors are doing the same and we give them some water because they don't have enough.

Dream 6
There are a bunch of people at my house. A guy takes me and a few others outside and is really mad at us. I can't remember what for. He said he was going to make us sprint for a very long time but he lightened up and let us quit after like 2 10 yard sprints. Back inside, everyone had left except this hot girl (T) from my school. I struggle to try and not get it on with it her, because I'd get into a lot of trouble if I did. I finally contain myself but I'm kinda mad because that was a perfect chance to do it. She leaves and I turn on a movie. (it had some sort of government name and was about a dude in government) There is a sex scene and right after its over my mom comes home from work. I think its weird that she's home so early. She hugs me and I shut off the movie. She asked what I was watching and I told her and said it wasn't very good. It goes to the title screen and I go on my computer. There is previews of the movie and my mom sees part of the scene and says, "look at that!" I play dumb and she thinks I hadn't seen anything so she doesn't press the issue.

I think my lucid last night was a little weird...I didn't remember it as clearly as I usually do. And I also know I had a lot more dreams.

Dream - Lucid

I was living in a house with Dallas, Rachel, and her husband, Chad (who looked nothing like his IWL counterpart). Also, I was married to both Rachel and Dallas. I was trying to explain this to someone in the dream how that worked. It was like I wasn't married to Chad, but Chad was married to Rachel. It was interesting. Also, dream Chad had a little above shoulder length curly brown hair, and he really annoyed me. I remember talking to him while he was sitting down. I don't remember what we talked about, but I was annoyed (IWL Chad doesn't annoy me at all).

Someone then came over with a little boy. He was probably about 4 or 5. I was talking to him. When I first started to talk to him, I felt apprehensive, because I never know what to say to children. However, I discovered that it wasn't so bad after all. I don't remember much else about this part.

Then, something about us all going on a trip to Japan, or maybe it was just me going on the trip, I'm not sure. I didn't actually go in the dream, but it was a plan. I was thinking about if I had enough money, or how I had saved the money up in the first place.

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I was helping to decorate this huge vanilla cake. It was carved to be someone's head/torso with some cake bordered around it, carved to be circles that I was decorating however I wanted. It was for someone's birthday, though I wasn't sure if it was a child's or adult's birthday. I don't remember how I decorated the circles; I do remember on one that I sketched a person, however.

Then, C, the customer service assistant manager, came up and started to take over the decorating. It kind of irritated me, but it wasn't that much. She sketched a woman holding a young boy in her arms. I now really couldn't figure out if this cake was for a child or an adult.

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I was working in the bakery, but, of course, it looked different. I'm not sure how long I was there, but it felt like awhile. My manager wasn't there either; I'm not sure where she was.

I went over to a file folder and stuck my two week's notice in with some of her other papers. I tried to keep everything in order, making sure that my notice was the last thing in the stack. I "remembered" that she really liked everything to be in order. I had put on the notice that my last day was October 1st.

I then got a call from Shannon asking me about my work schedule the next couple of weeks. She named off some shifts and asked if it was ok. I said it was, and hung up. I then was thinking about what day it was that day. Today was actually the 1st, and I just agreed to shifts beyond my two week's notice.

I then went to go get my notice to change the date to the 10th instead so I could work the shifts that she wanted me to. I couldn't find it in her stack of papers anymore.

I then started to gather up some of my things. I started cleaning out my locker. I had some stuffed owl in there among other things. Someone saw me carrying all my things. I don't think they said anything to me.

I then remembered again that I had agreed to those shifts, and today wasn't my last day after all. I felt so hazy and confused (this feeling permeated the entire dream). Oh well, at least I was getting some things out now.

I then was walking around, looking at my feet, somewhere completely different. The floors were purple. I realized I was dreaming, and thought to myself how much lucidity I'd had lately. I was thinking I had had some every night. I then started to make this little noise, and I could feel my waking life body breathing out and making the noise also. Oops, making noises in my sleep. I kept on doing it.

I then had an FA in a different bed. I was back in the two week's notice dream. I don't think much else happened.

I got lucid in a very weird way last night - I had watched the series 'The Prisoner' and in my dream "Number 2" appeared and was very suspiciously trying to talk me into something. The actor of Gandalf, by the way. And I realized it, somehow I knew this was from fiction and I concluded I must be dreaming.

So I turned away and walked out of the house. There was a wooden chest on the porch and I convinced myself of pumpkins having been stored there. Opened up - yep - pumpkins. It kind of never ceases surprising me how stuff is so easy to dream up. Classical big orange ones - I took one out and pried the top loose, which was easy, too. But to my disappointment there was only pumpkin-mush in it. I remembered reading about somebody having dug into it and found more, so I did that and indeed, there was more - just nothing exciting. Several black relatively flat and shiny stones of a diameter of maybe 5 cm.
Na well...

I recall some dream where I was playing (I think LittleBigPlanet) or a very similar game. I was trying to make a level but I needed these unlockables from the core game to do so. I kept on having to begrudgingly go back to playing the game so that I could unlock enough points to continue making my level.
...
I recall this once scene toward the end where I had made the whole level one layer deep with this material that had a red and orange wavy pattern on it.

I was at my Taekwondo Studio. Though it feels bigger. I recall there are many familiar faces from the studio but also many people I have never seen before.
There was this heavily built kid of, I think middle eastern descent. I couldn't put my finger on where he was from but it was obviously not the united states, and he didn't speak English very well. Anyways, he invites me to have a friendly sparring match and I agree to do so. For some reason I agree to do so.
We get into position. For some reason there are these railings on either side of us so that we can't move to the side. We start fighting and because this was a dream about my Taekwondo studio, I obviously apply techniques I have learned in class.
This kid may be strong but he is soooo sloooww! All of his moves are blatantly telegraphed, and he doesn't seem to know much outside of throwing punches.
At one point or another he comments that my techniques are 'unconventional'.
I attempt to fight back by throwing kicks. For some reason, I can't seem to throw a decent kick.
At the end of our fight, I manage to get behind the guy, and grab his arms. I recall one of the holds we learned in class and and slowly manage to bend him into it. He doesn't try to kick me or break out, he just tries to resist me as I slowly get him into a hold. After I pin him, the dream ends.

I recall two instances of Dream Music this morning. The first one was a very errie woman singing. I can't quite put my finger on the style, but it was sort of Gothic but still Modern sounding, like atuo-tune had been used. The second one came about as I became more awake. I recognized it as Crystal Mountian by Synsun.

I was at our grandma's with my family. I was with my sister in the kitchen, but the wall was made of glass, which made it possible for us to see the entrance hall. All of a sudden, we started hearing some strange music coming from the street. I went close to the window and peeked out to see a large group of people (ten or so) dressed in a pretty weird way. I got scared right away and was terrified when I saw them entering the house. Many of them stayed in the hall, sitting on a couple of armchairs, and they were all texting with their phones. A couple of them saw us in the kitchen and came in to get us. I was freaking out so much at this point that I realised: "this can't be happening, this must be a nightmare". Once lucid but still paralised from the fear and not knowing what to do, I quickly asked to wake up. As I was saying it I knew I could take control of the dream, but it was too late.

The dream started with me running trough streets of an old city. It was night time and I was not alone, i was in a group of let say 5people. We were not running for fun, but for our lives. Because there were some weird monsters beeing born on the fields. When this monster appeared. my vision changed. evereything that gives light (street lamps, cellphones, candles.. ) everything radiatel a red light. But when i was running away from this big creature, it was like i did this once before.. and that is why I should run away this time, because i had no chance of survival. So we ran.. and fell into a big aquarium. And there was another beast in it. At first the beast was winning the battle.. because it started to bump in each of us.. tearing our group apart. But then we formed a team formation.. and started making waves. Each wave was bigger.. and those waves were crushing this beast into one pointy edge of aquarium. At the end we have impaled this creature with a big wave.

Then i was in a park, walking with Vesna. I told her, how things work.. that every 20s we become stronger, but there is a chance that a monster will appear. And when it does. Our eyes see the lightsources red. She listened really carefully. And we have reached a tunnel. We had to go trough and our eyes turned red.. we have seen a creature infront of us. I told Vesna to hide.. i grabed a huge sword which i had on my back.. and confronted this beast. It was a werewolf. I just charged towards it and the beast got scared, and started to run away from me.. in about 50m i was in reach for killing.. And i needed only one strike.. SLASH.. and the head of the beast was gone.. I went back to that tunnel in search of Vesna and she was hiding above the exit stairs with a knife in her hands. she was just waiting what will come out of the tunnel.. and if it wasnt me, she would attack it. But it was a great relief for her when she saw me. Then we decieded that we should get rid of the body. And i carried that werewolf trough the city until i have seen a big bush. The corpse was heavy so i was happy to dump it into the bushes..

And then again my vision turned red again. I saw a slowly walking man.. with a tunic and a cape. It looked like a wizzard. I followed it.. he was walking slowly and silently.. so it was not hard to get closer to him. I carefully grabbed my sword.. and when i was in reach to hit him.. he pulled his sword out of his cape. He was so fast.. He just pointed the tip of his sword against my neck.. and i pointed mine at his. He said to me.. "you know i am faster then you are, so put the weapon down" I did what he said, because i knew it was true. i put my sword down on the pavement. And he said.. you are lucky, because i am a good guy. I am one of the 3 eyes of the great beast. He opened his tunic.. and showed me some gold signs around his belly. IT was like a scarab torn in half. He said.. there are 3 eyes of the great beast.. i am one of them, and i am good.. but the beast doesnt know that. It is good to have a spy on our side. He told me that this beast puts eyecontact lenses into its eyes. One is pink, one is yellow and one green.. and this depends on the power which this spy has..

and then i woke up..

Dream 1

In my notes for the dream, it said that I had to survive in the jungle. I don't remember any of this dream but I had an image, and I'm not sure if it's just made up on the spot but I'm typing it out anyways.

I'm walking down a path in the jungle. There are lush plants and trees all around me. I have a rifle (AR-15?) in my arms. I see a deer and aim through the scope and fire.

Dream 2

I am at my friends house and there are a bunch of us there. We decide to fight and me and another kid team up. We are attacking another group and we get one of them out, but his teammate keeps fighting. He leaves and comes back with a metal rod with spikes at the end. He walks up behind my teammate and whacks him in the head. I hear the sound of metal hit bone and I hear my teammate's skull break open. I am now terrified as the opponent advances on me and I tell him to stop because that weapon can seriously hurt someone.

Dream 3

could be the same dream as Dream 2 or just a continuation

I am at the basketball gym with all my friends. We are shooting around and I pick up a ball from out of bounds and shoot it one handed. Then the gym transforms into someone's house and we are shooting at a mini basketball hoop.

Dream 4
I am driving to a restaurant to eat with some friends. My view is in third person, like in a video game, and its not even the car I have IWL. I think about drinking at the restaurant and I am frustrated that my parent's let me go, because then I have to make this hard decision. As I pull out from a parking lot, I keep thinking about all the cool people who drink, but then I keep fighting back and thinking about how it could ruin my life. I was losing the battle and had basically made up my mind to drink. (IWL it is very easy for me to decide not to drink)

10.12.14

Last night, bed round 10-11 till 4:40am

I'm working for a sadistic psycho lady, babysitting her boy and a girl, both about 5 years old. I'm with them at home, while she is at work. When she comes home, she starts asking about some paparwork we were suppose to be doing with kids. Apparently school gave them some homework for summer break, and there are some papers to be filled for next school year.

I realize I have been forgetting to do it, day after day. And now I'm really screwed, coz she is gonna do something really bad to me for not doing what I was supposed to. We are also looking at some cabinets and it's contents. She has a lots of stockings, which i was supposed to organize or something. I don't think I did that either, and I'm desperately thinking how to talk my way out of it.

Not sure when, but at some point we are standing at a door. She opens it and we peek inside. There is an exam table/chair there. Looking all white and doctory. I don't think she says it, but I know she is telling me she is gonna pierce my hoohaa. I'm like fuck, shit is getting real now. I better get in line, coz I know she has even worse things in store for me and she is gonna do it no matter if I'm good or bad, it's just matter of time. I kinda feel a stockholm syndrom. Impending doom. I act as if all is good, as if I liked her, so she doesn't get suspicous. But I'm scared shitless. Still keeping my cool and thinking about way out.

(The doc's exam table was in the Walking Dead episode I watched last night iwl).

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Day 6 using SSILD
I decided to refocus my intent after reading an old thread about getting out of a dry spell. I knew that I had to build the confidence, so I tried super damn hard, telling myself that I CAN do it, I WILL do it. I kept telling myself to be a natural lucid dreamer, to make myself think that I know it can be done. I got good results and have now broken my dry spell.

Dream 1 - Dream Fragment (00 35)
Very short, I briefly remember that there was something about lucid dreaming, then I promptly woke up.

Dream 2 - Oil Volcanism (02 55)
I seem to be on a road trip in a car, driving towards the beach with my brothers gf's family boat (I don't think they have a boat). It feels like I'm in the South Island, and the sky is overcast. Somehow the boat gets into the water and I'm on it now with a friend and a boat guide. I don't really make any contact with the boat guide, he's in the background, I think he was wearing a life vest. There is a board or frame on the wall of the boat, I touch it and know that if I lift it up too much then the boat will fall apart. I turn around at some point to see my friend touching it and he lifts it up too much, subsequently disassembling the boat. We're in the water now, I feel a bit worried about sharks but I don't think too much about it. We try to bring together a sort of 'shield' of boat parts to protect our legs in case there are sharks though, since it felt like there was no way we could get on any of the floating bits without falling off. Next thing I know, we're somehow getting this makeshift 'raft' thing with us in the centre (still in the water though, imagine a barricade) to move towards the oil 'spill', of which was the original goal for the road trip. The oil spill itself is more like an upwelling of oil, it feels a bit warm and is viscous. The plan now is to get back to shore using the flow coming from the upwelling oil, so we wade our little fort on the top of the spill and go down the slide as if it were a slide, gaining momentary momentum. We make it to the edge, I think something to myself along the lines of staying within the boundaries of the oil spill because no wildlife like sharks and stuff would be able to get us. I see the shore in the distance, I start thinking that it isn't that far and so I shouldn't worry about sharks, next thing I know I'm getting out of the water and walking along the shore to the car. As I walk towards the car I see my mum, brother, and my brothers gf drive past, my brother is laughing at some joke. I decide I better go say hi, and walk up to the car. They're standing in a triangle talking, they're here to go see the oil spill too. I try to get into the conversation to apologize to my brothers gf but I can't seem to get into it, I then wake up.

I stay awake for the next 2-3 hours, unable to fall back to sleep as my insomnia seems to kick in. Nearing the end of this (between 5-6) I could hear birds chirping outside, I started trying to make myself fall asleep and focusing on my hypnogogic imagery. I had two intense hypnogogic sounds, one was an amplified bird chirp that boomed down my ear, the other was just a boom.

Dream 3 - Homeless shelter for students (between 06 00 and 06 30)
I had made my way to a house where lots of people who didn't have houses would sleep, it was free accommodation. Everyone would either be sleeping on the floor, couches or beds, and the house was more like one room. I conversed a little bit with the DC's but I don't recall any of the conversations. I remember thinking that it would be convenient for a student to live here, you wouldn't ever have to pay rent, and for some reason I think that most of the people there were actually students. I decide to lie down and go to sleep on the floor. I wake up during the night and think 'oh shit, I should be going home', knowing that I would have to walk up a huge hill (the image I had of the hill was the exact same one as the one I walk up to get home from my friends house). After this imagery, the house takes on a different tone, kind of resembling an experience where my friend would have get-togethers at his place and we'd crash on his couch. Upon thinking that the hike back will make me sweaty (it's incredibly humid in the place with the hill) I take off my long-johns - this felt like a struggle for some reason.

I try to cement this dream to memory, and as I'm doing so I end up falling asleep again into what is now the 2nd lucid dream I've had.

Dream 4 - The thief who wants our stuff for some reason (07 20)
Almost like a continuation of my journey in the past dream, I'm now home. I'm conversing with my family in the family room about how a thief is going to try and steal chess pieces from us (they're super small too). I remember something about them having a special power when they're all brought together. We decide to keep them in a chest and protect them, we have to go away somewhere so the thief can't find us. The king piece isn't with the other pieces though, it's been completely forgotten by the others. I walk into the sitting room (I think Americans call this a lounge) and look around for a while. I seem to be on my stomach on the floor, I notice that at the bottom of a 1m tall, 15cm wide wooden stand thing is the king chess piece. It looks like a knight though . I think to myself that I should keep it to myself and that way no one will know where the last piece is. It is in a glass box container, I open it up and take it out, I seem to still be lying on my stomach and decide I should probably get up. I hear my mum coming into the lounge, and I barely manage to get up in time and put my arm behind the curtain and the figurine in my mouth, obscuring them both from view. My mum walks through, "Hey mum" I say, it comes out metallic because of the figurine in my mouth. She doesn't pay any attention the weirdness of my voice. Unfortunately I had forgotten to turn off my alarm that goes off at 06 45, the glass box behind the curtain is next to my head and starts vibrating loudly. My mum says "what's that sound?" as she walks towards me with a confused look on her face. "It's just my phone, I like the feel of it", I rub my head against the curtain to what I'm pretending to is now a phone behind it. She then says "Is it coming from behind the curtain?". This felt like an incredibly weird response, I start having an internal monologue: "What? Why would she ask that, I just told her that it's my phone and she can clearly see it's coming from behind the curtain. Is she not satisfied with my answer?" I start to realize that this has to be a dream, my feelings about the current situation flow away as I realize none of it matters. "I'm dreaming" I think to myself. I walk towards the doors that lead to the deck, on my way I do a RC to make sure, pushing my thumb onto the palm of my hand and stretching it elastically. I open the doors and fly outside, it's night time, I fly up a bit and get blocked a bit by the power lines. I decide to go up a bit and hover over the house, and for some reason that I can't recall, I closed my eyes. Big mistake. I think 'oh shit, if I open my eyes I'll be awake >_<'... Then I tried to open my eyes and be in the dream but it didn't work.

Note: I didn't feel overly excited and destabilize the dream like I did in my first lucid, instead I just cocked it up somehow.