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I was in third person watching a man who resembles tony Montana from scar face talking to this other guy. The other guy and tony said their farewells to each other as he leaves. Tony then began to use his phone however someone in a suit with a gun in his hand was hiding inside the building. When tony back was facing him he began to shoot at him which instantly made tony turn around. The guy with the suit had horrible aim so it was easy for tony to not only dodge the bullets but also get close to the enemy and attack him. He started whaling at him and use the man in suit gun to smash his face. The man in the suit eventually tried to run away through the hallways but tony follow him. That's when I lost third person point of view and became 1st person. I instantly realize this and become lucid. I started to enter the first door I see and notice how huge this place really is. Possibly a mansion of some sort. I analyze this specific room at is seem much more broken down and abandon. I then notice I became third person point of view again and had my own character to move. It look like the naruto character sasuke in the shippuden arc. I began to move him all around the abandon room as I begin to move him upstairs. That's when on my right side of view I see a thing called lucidity time and first it appear to say 7 minutes. I wonder if that's really how long I've been in this dream. I then became 1st person once again and continue walking on the top floor. I then told myself that this would be a good time perform DEILD. I now look up at the right corner as it states 9 minutes. I focus as I can feel the dream fading and then I was shrouded in a light bluish black place for a couple of seconds however before I had the chance to attempt DEILD I woke up. Lucidity Time: 6 minutes

I was at a park walking and saw a few kids playing. I stand up and could see a seat so I went over to sit however I notice the seat is very wet so I grab a napkin off the table and begin wiping it off. That's when I took my seat as I heard many kids laughing and having fun. The scene then change to the cafeteria. That's when this anime character with blue hair sat ahead of me. I was thinking that's strange in till I see the cafeteria worker beginning to fade. The environment begins to mimic this and I was in this white dim place, I was still seeing the dream but it was far away while I was stuck here. I became lucid and told myself to hold on and wait for the dream to emerge to me. But I quickly lost my lucidity for some reason. Lucidity Time 6 seconds

09.10.2014

Looking for a ghost in a Panzer Tank (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was called for an emergency so I had to go to some pool that was in the top of a huge building. This place was in a very busy downtown, much bigger than Chicago and even New York.

Despite not being lucid, I believe I flew towards this place and I found there was some sort of weird entity at the pool who was taking the life of many people. There were here some Zelda characters and Queen Ruto was trying to deal with serpeant, who appeared to be very angry:







Suddenly, she got swallowed by a typhoon that came from within the water and several people and random Zelda characters were drowned. I could see how this typhoon was coming at me, but I was able to avoid it.

Suddenly, I was told I needed to drive a tank. I was given a bracelet that had a huge logo that it was a red and black "R" I did not feel I wanted to kill people with the tank and I feared I had to do that but I had to do it's will for some reason.

I glided to a street that had two tanks parked. They looked like panzer tanks:







I got in and people in there appeared to know it. On the inside, it was very large, there were several sits and hundreds of buttons and little LED lights. I sad in front of the driver's seat. Its steering wheel was like from a normal car, but I saw switches that I assumed it would just fire if I pressed them. Among the group, there were four females and a male, all dressed in military. Apparently, this tank was able to hunt down ghosts and their master, who was a zombie made out of fire, something like this, but surrounded by fire:







So we got into the tank and I drove to a smaller building. I parked, smashing some cars because we were on a rush. I inform them that I was a Psychic Medium and experienced at Spirit Banishings. I tried to give them guidance in how to protect oneself but they did not listen to me, as the male apparently was a spirit communicator also.

We got into a small heck house,and the cashier told us that it was $90 each. I wowed with such price but we showed our military ID's (I had one in the dream for some reason) and we were able to go for free.

As we wandered here, we found no ghost. The place decor was like an old house,with old school furniture, because it was by far scary, in fact, it was very clean and spotless and we found no ghost, so we left and we witnessed other tanks around the city.

From here, I had a FA and something related to telepathy.

Me and a couple other people had been imprisoned in a warehouse built on a lonely rock on the sea by some disgusting insect-like bounty hunters. There was a sort of rope on a pully used to unload goods from ships, so we attached a heavy weight to the rope and used it to batter our way through the brick wall.

Without getting into too much detail, a boy sexually assaulted a girl with his foot.

There was this huge mansion where all the lamps were alive and worked as household servants. The color of their lampshades determined their status in the household. The darker the color, the higher the position. One had a light-blue-colored shade, and she found a big tub full of black dye. Needless to say, she was soon very important.

A highbrow British terrorist hijacked an airplane and threw the pilot overboard. As he flew away, he muttered under his breath, "Who did that guy think he was? You, sir, are the epitome of idiocy".

I saw the earth from space. Millions of blinking red beacons, like cell phone towers, were scattered over the land surface. They reached way up into the sky. I saw the continent of Atlantis, right in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. For some reason, the area of earth Atlantis was on shifted south, and I could see that another piece of land lay directly underneath where it had been.

A strange man was feeding a young boy some pink goo that he called earth water. It was actually menstrual emissions. Eating it produced a chicken egg in the boy's hand.

My mother and her mother were having a dinner party in a sewer system. I set up a disco ball over the table.

My dead father had somehow been resurrected. He was much different from what he had been. All he cared about were cows and money. I didn't feel like he really loved me.

I went to bed at 10 and woke naturally at 2:15. My thoughts are very scattered with no coherent memories. My mind may not have completely shaken off the dream state: as I try to recall dreams, my thoughts turn to different people offfering to hunt dreams for me and bring them back so I can record them. Eventually I got up and used the bathroom, then returned to bed at 2:25.

I woke up a couple more times, again with no clear recall.

I woke naturally at 5:25 and had good recall of my last dreams.


Vacation travel
I'm with my family driving to our vacation spot. We've just had breakfast at a restaurant and are going across the street to top up on gas. I talk with my eldest daughter for a couple of minutes. In another conversation, I find out that Jeff and his family are vacationing up north and have decided to rent a van for the trip, believing that renting the van actually saves them money in the long run since it means they save the wear and tear to their own car.


Home and garden shopping
I'm outside "my house" working on my lawn and garden. It's a fairly small rectangular area, maybe 15' by 25', and part of that is the garden. Looking at the street, our house is to my left with the raised beds of the garden right next to it. It looks like the person mowing the grass got interrupted last time the grass was being cut, since there's about a third of the lawn (kind of an island towards one end) that's looking terrible. The rest of the lawn looks pretty good. The raised beds each have five columns and three rows, though a few of the columns haven't been planted yet. I'm spraying super-garlic mosquito barrier around the lawn using the hose attachment. I spray the well-kept part of the lawn first, then start in on the messy section, though I have my doubts since the garlic'd part will probably be cut off when it's next mown. Oh well. I also spray the garden, though I try to avoid the columns where nothing is growing. They're currently very very dry, making it easy to see at a glance where things have been planted, and I don't want to lose that distinction.

Now Leena's (our neighbor directly across the street from us) van is parked on the edge of our lawn. I moved it there so I could take pictures of it. Leena gets home, and I'm worried that she won't be happy, especially when I see her walking across to us. When she gets to me, she says not to worry about the van, but she needs a favor. Her grandmother is here and is hungry, and she needs something quick. If I give her my peanuts, she'll give my eldest daughter (something) in return. I agree and start to head for the house.

Now Leena's gone and I'm trying to cross the road to her house (without the peanuts). The little neighborhood road is incredibly jammed with cars, but only in one direction, right-to-left from my perspective. Since the cars aren't really moving, I figure I can just walk between a couple of them, but a strange long, thin, barrel-shaped car (like an old race car) cuts me off. I hang back until he's past, and the next car lets me though.

Now I'm in the passenger seat in Leena's van; she's driving. I hadn't realized we'd be going on a shopping trip; I thought it was to be a quick exchange at home. I feel a bit odd and realize I'm not wearing a shirt. I must have taken it off while working and not put it back on. I'm annoyed at both Leena and my wife (who's in the back of the van) - I really think one of them could have mentioned that I'm shirtless. Somehow I end up looking at our path on a GPS app, and I see that our path ahead makes a right triangle crossing over where we've already gone: we'll be making two greater-than-ninety-degree left turns, functionally mimicing a right turn it seems we should have taken a while back. Oh well, the routing algorithms are pretty good these days, so it's probably right even if it seems weird.

Now we're at the store. Leena's gone off to pick something up, and I'm supposed to meet her past the checkout with the peanuts. I realize I can teleport home, grab the peanuts (and a shirt), then teleport back without her knowing. I'm off in a corner of the store without other people, so I should be able to do this unnoticed by anyone. I decide it'd be best to teleport back outside the store so they don't think I'm stealing their peanuts - this place is run by the mafia and I really don't want to get shot. Promptly forgetting about the plan to teleport back outside, I spend a moment really studying my surroundings, fixing them in my mind, since that's what I'll need for the return teleport. Once I've got it, I then start thinking about my home, picturing it really clearly so I'll jump to it. In my mind, I'm looking at it from about a fourty-five degree angle, with the road to my left, as if I'm standing at the road and the right edge of my property (as seen from the road). I see my front step, the green lawn, and the bricks of the walls.

Now I'm back home. My wife's grandmother is here and she needs some stuff from the store. I decide to go shopping with a friend of mine (who seems a combination of various people I know) and split the money. Now we're at a thrift store trying out a monitor. It's got a terrible resolution, though I wonder if that's because the testing rig is bad. It's hooked up to a cheap KVM that's strung all the way across the table, and my friend thinks that's the problem. Now we're walking back to the house, bags in hand. The goods we're carrying are worth $42, so each of us gets $21. Not bad for an hour or two of work when I wouldn't have otherwise gotten anything. Of course, the amount we make could vary hugely depending on what people need, so I'm not sure that being a paid shopper is a great side job.


Fragment: I'm walking through an airport with a couple of other guys. It's night.


I finish recording the dream at 5:55 and try to get back to sleep but don't manage it, getting up at 6:30.

I pretty much turn into Tom Cruise as I watch myself move in the third person. I get out of a truck and run to an abandoned building. Quickly diving through the door, I shoot someone before I tuck and roll up against a wall. Jumping around the corner, I shoot another person, then run up some stairs.

Grabbing the railing of the stairway, I pull myself up parkour style, and shoot a few more people as I'm flying mid-air. It's almost like I've rehearsed this a thousand times before - I know where all the bad guys are, and the exact timing of when they are going to attack.

At the top, I shoot through a wall and kill another guy, then shoot a metal plate at the end of a hallway, causing the bullets to bounce back and kill another guy who is hiding around a corner.

Still not much time for some reason, I run down the hall, and see someone's hands poking through a metal stock thing. I grab them and break his wrists as a form of interrogation that is the only way to make everything work. As I do so, I get shot in the arm, and without looking, shoot off to my left and kill the shooter with a no-look shot.

I feel like I've done all this countless times before, and for some reason, all of this is required of me in this current situation.

I'm laying in bed, trying to fall asleep (or so I think I am), when I hear my co-worker tell me that he just lets go completely. I try this, and feel amazing as my body falls asleep while my mind is awake. I go in and out of a really cool sensation, then feel a strange presence in my room.

I sense a being that is made completely of shadows and fear - the essence of darkness and evil itself. Quite a strong presence, but not a very happy one.

It is either a spirit or a demon, I'm not sure which it is, but there is definitely a presence here, and it doesn't like me being alive apparently. I don't mind that, and try to mind my own business, but this spirit/demon seems to attack me. I am partially crushed psychically, and have trouble breathing.

I start saying a mantra to ground me in the experience of safety, but feel too intense of a presence that is trying to harm me to even remember my mantra. "Alright, then I guess I'll just feel love for everyone since I can't do anything else"

It turns out that works more or less to pacify the demon/spirit thing. I feel like I'm left alone briefly, and allowed to collect myself. But not for long, as I feel like I am having my soul ripped from my body very shortly thereafter. I'm pretty much okay with that, I figure the end has to come sometime, but it is a little surprising. Still not many options for what to do, so I just feel love for everyone again. It seems like when I deeply do this, I am invincible. Not in the sense that my body won't die, but that my mind will not cease. It feels good to love everyone anyway.

I hear it say in a rhaspy clicky kind of voice, "booooooo bohohohohp annnnnnnnd hoooooooooold Z level now" Still not sure if it is a dream or not, I decide to just get up because it doesn't feel like I'm getting much rest facing this challenge right now, and there are things I must be doing.

At the very least, I feel like I can handle these kind of things now. Not that I enjoy it, but that it's not much of an issue.

I had been in this church that caught on fire. It's destruction was even shown in the news, and the smoke messed up a huge part of the city. No media knew I had been in the fire. It had been started by some candles that had been left there, and they were too close to the curtains. I was typing on my computer when the fire started. I had to bust out of the church through a wall and slyly make my way to my car so that no one would notice me. I later told my mom and a few friends about this.

There were these aliens who were human. They were a group of people who left the earth years before the rest of the population had the kind of technology to even leave the moon. The group of people on this one ship was oddly homicidal. One of them could hide in bodies and talked like chuckie. One was very quiet and eager to visit earth, where there were so many people, but he also seemed tired and spend the whole day sleeping. One was in love with a girl on the ship, but she was a lesbian ready to find some girl on earth.

The chuckie one invaded the body of a young girl. He and a few other aliens masquaraded as a family. This was all well and fine until one of the young invaders developed a crush on a human that was actually young. Chuckie voice started threatening her life to keep him in line.

For some reason, I was helping people and aliens do alot of cleaning. I helped these people clean their cars for whatever reason.

Randomly, I was in this crowd listening to this religious speeker, a middle-aged white chick with blonde hair. She was preaching about religion and the burned church, and said she wasn't talking directly to me because she didn't want to "hanna-montana" me. I had and have no idea what the hell that means.

Dream - Lucid

I was in the middle of this story/movie, but it was real life? Hard to explain. I somehow just knew the storyline without anyone having to tell me. I was living in this apartment with a girl. There were these two guys living there also who were murdering people by stabbing them in the side near their heart. It had something to do with money. Everyone who was somehow connected to the money was going to get killed. This girl and I were doing a good job hiding ourselves and being inconspicuous; we were somehow connected to the money.

At one point, I was playing Ski Free on the computer (anyone remember that game??).

Many people got murdered. We had somehow still evaded it. For much of the dream, we were in the apartment. At one point, I was alone in the apartment. I went out into the hallway, and one of the guys went after me with his small knife. I somehow got back into my apartment and tried to lock the door, but the lock was flimsy and he kept using his knife, which he slid through the door crack, to unlatch the lock. He was also doing something to the knob on the door as well. I knew I had no chance and it was only a matter of time before he got in. I then was again out in the hallway, and he got ahold of me and stabbed me in the side with his knife. I thought for sure I was done for. I don't remember what happened after this, but I feel like the dream continued a bit longer.

~

I was hanging out with this girl named Michelle (no idea who she is IWL). She had big boobs and short, straight dark hair. We were getting along really well, having a good time. She had kind of a loud personality, but I liked hanging out with her. I was then sitting at a table with her and a few other people, when Jarrod, an ex, sat down with us. He had on a baseball hat and a white shirt. He folded his arms on the table and was a little slumped over. I was surprised to see him; I thought he had moved out of state. I said hello to him. As I did so, I noticed these scabs on his face next to his eyes. He didn't say hello back to me, but noticed I was hanging out with Michelle. He then said
"So you guys get along now?"
I guess we had met before and disliked each other, but I couldn't remember when that was. I thought it must have been when I was dating Jarrod at some point. I kind of remembered, and said,
"Oh, I remember now!"
It was a very vague memory of meeting her and just not liking her personality.

Michelle was then wearing no shirt. I noticed that she didn't have any nipples. I could see stretch marks on her breasts though. I thought she must have fake breasts because of cancer or something. Her face then looked kind of swollen. It looked like it was carrying up from her breasts.

Then, I was at a circus. There was supposed to be some sort of petting zoo thing where some people from the audience came down to pet some animals. I was down there getting the animals ready. It was piglets from what I remember. Taylor then came down as well. We were transferring the piglets from one set of bins to another. I then started to clean the filthy litter that was in one of the bins. There was lots of gross, wet poop in it. I felt awful for the condition the animals were in. I knew it really made Taylor mad too; he was passionate about animals.

~

I was making some sort of egg sandwich. I cut up a fried egg with my spatula in a frying pan and put it on a sandwich. Dallas was up now as well and told him he should make an egg sandwich too. I had the bread ready for him and everything. I also think I made myself another one. The other one I made was very soggy and had big, slimy chunks of egg that would come out all at once in my mouth as I bit into it. I think I was going to make a third one as well.

Then, I was in bed at what appeared to be our hotel from our honeymoon, though I was sleeping on the opposite side of the bed than I did when we went IWL. I was asking Dallas, who was up in the bathroom area, if he was going to make himself an egg sandwich. I then somehow figured out I was dreaming, though I could tell it was unstable from the dimness of the room. I decided to try something different. I started to pull off my thumb. It popped right off. I looked at my right hand. No thumb. I then looked in my left hand and saw my thumb. Cool! I did it to my index finger as well. I then woke up briefly and went back into the dream. This happened a few times where I'd lost the dream, wake up, and go back into it. The last time it happened, I couldn't see anything; it was completely dark, even though I felt my eyes were open. I woke up and had a moment of panic because I thought I may have gone blind, but I just had my sleeping mask on. -_-;

~

I was on some Victoria's Secret talk show, but I was hanging out by this big, raised sandbox with some kids. Some were in it playing, others were with me hanging out to the side. I wondered why I was here with these kids? I looked for someone who may be around my age, but saw no one, the oldest kid probably being around 11 years old. I wondered if I was too old to be here.

The talk show then started. I wondered what I should do. I contemplated getting in the sand box. I don't think I did. The kids were then all going to do some obstacle courses. I watched a little girl swinging on these metal bars, attaching herself to them with these small metal pieces she had in each hand that latched onto the edge of the bar. She'd then slide on that metal piece to the end, and attach to another. I was worried about her; it looked dangerous to me. Her mom was at the end of the bars.

I am OOB, and remained out of body for the entire dream. I was watching myself like I was just another character. Everything is 'tooned. Myself, Manei, Marcus, Krista (Yes, Kristanicole07, a long time reader of my DJ) and Finn and Jake from Adventure Time are preparing to go through a transportation pad that will send us to another world.
Marcus is an inventor and a scientist and he explains the inter-dimensional transportation machine in the most scientific way possible.
"It breaks down your particles and then shoots them into space at a million trillion bajillion miles per hour! And then you wind up somewhere else!"
I false awaken. I get up and go on DV and start reading Krista's DJ. She has written this really long entry and by the looks of it there is a big chunk of lucidity near the end. Somehow or other, the DJ entry she wrote is actually the continuation of the dream. I begin reading it and the dream sucks me back in.
So we step on the transport pad and this white ray shoots off. We then see that we are materializing on another planet. We are in a tunnel constructed out of these black metallic bricks with blue glowing cement in-between them, like something out of Tron.
Krista explains that this was a dream world that she created where humans and animals are in conflict with machines. The world was supposedly created for a novel that she was writing where humans had stopped polluting the earth, but machines that couldn't be harmed or bothered by the pollution kept on building and advancing without them. Humans had returned to their natural roots and teamed up with the animals to try and stop them, but were losing.
This location was one of the machines' bases. It didn't take long for some evil machines to show up. The machines said something about stealing oil. Apparently humans often came here to steal oil or disconnect the oil supplies of the machines because they were reliant on fossil fuels.

Finn and Jake want to stand and fight. Me and Krista decide to run. We begin running through the Tron tunnels until we got to a subway station.
Krista explained that the machines perfectly maintained human cities because they wanted humans to return to their old way of life. We get on the subway. I look back to see if Finn and Jake are coming. They are not.
The subway starts moving and I notice that inside everything is painted white. Krista then explains that the 'master' machine is like GLaDOS from Portal. She then says something about cake, and chocolate cakes manifest in every seat on the subway. I go to try and eat one when they phase away. Apparently they were just holograms.

...The cake is a lie. ._.

I wake up.

Edit: This DJ entry has just inspired me to make a new DJ cover and a new title!

Black is Non Lucid.
Blue is Lucid.

Lucidity: 3/5
Vividness: 4/5
Length: A Few Minutes

NOTE: I woke up around 1:30AM then went back to sleep after eating something, then woke up around 4:30AM, so this is a WBTB, for sure.

I needed to get home, so I got on the school bus so that I could get to the other side of it by going through the window. I didn't want to ride the bus since it was so packed, but once I got on it, I found out that it had over a hundred seats and was wider than three school buses combined. The seats were nice, too, like movie theater seats. I was then talking to my math teacher from last year, Mrs. Glenn, about something. She saw my drawings and thought they were nice. I was now on the side of a mountain, walking up the slope of it with my teacher. Once we went a ways, I saw statues in the ground that made me realize I'm dreaming.

I realized I was in a dream and rolled with what was happening in the non lucid dream, so I stayed with everyone that was already there. There were about five or six people with me, most of them from my school. We saw some statues that were a similar color to trees. I told them not to touch them, or they might become animated. So what do they do? They touch one of the things, and it became animated. I had to carefully touch one of them four times on the shoulder before it became unmoving again, which made me feel relieved when it fell to the earth. We kept going past the human like statues and reached a meadow. I said, "yeah, you guys are definitely in my dreams." There was a part of the walkway popped up out of the ground to walk on, curved here and there, but flat and fuzzy with the grass on it. We started walking, then when I got to an ascending part, I jumped in the air and flew over it in a pose, my leg kicked out, and the other not. I landed on the other side slowly, everyone beat me there since I was so slow. I started to fly again, then taught them how to fly. Some got it, but some didn't. I flew around the place for fun, swimming through the air to show them a trick or two. It all of a sudden turned out that we were in a room when I hit the ground, I tried to make the roof disappear, but woke up instead.

00:00 Thursday 2014-10-09

02:00 bedtime. EGADS MY BEDTIME IS BROKEN but I had to get some work investigations done.

Enough of this low recall, vague dream crap: I set strong bedtime intention despite late hour to remember dreams, have vivid dreams, wake up after dreams, and be lucid in dreams. Some awesome early vivid non-lucids, a hard-fought back to sleep victory, more vivid non-lucids, and got a TOTM DILD!

~ 08:00

I rolled over, realized I was awake, started thinking about recall but MAN my bladder is full and I'm lying right on top of it, I have to get up immediately to relieve it, trying to do recall while doing so before losing it. Got some more recall after lying back down to bed.

+(f) I'm Spock on Star Trek speaking with my clones, tearfully explaining that I'll sacrifice myself so that they may continue on (much more but forgot)

+ lying on the ground in a house, cutie (LW) walks by, I hope she'll get with me, she stops and sits down beside me, but someone else is there and nothing happens

+ we're trying to get the passenger jet airplane out of the building: there's no way it will fit through the door, but it morphs itself and collapses its wings as it moves through the doorway in order to fit, that's a pretty cool I think

+ I'm preparing for battle: I throw knives but mostly full sized swords at the wood wall, almost all of them stick in point first perfectly, I think about how many rotations they'll go through mid-air.

+ summary: flooded kitchen from bathroom above, run upstairs to investigate, Will Smith is naked in the bed, black girl "verifies his ID" by (kissing him?) a tiny Will Smith head in a pot chastises him and does a short rap rhythm.

I'm back in the kitchen (again?), this time I feel peeling wet plaster falling down on to me from the ceiling. I think I was in the kitchen before and felt drops of water, but now the ceiling is in really bad shape. I run out into the corridor and call to my friends that we must run upstairs to find the leak. Run upstairs, walking down a hallway with white walls, low lighting, I enter a bedroom to the right there is a little closet area and the path into the room sneaks around a corner, I think the guy who used to be in this room has moved out, leaving back in to the corridor I think I'd like to have this room because of the privacy, you can't see into the room directly from the corridor.

Back in the room again I notice someone lying in the bed: a black man, naked, I'm looking out the window it's fairly dark in the room and outside, I see we're on the 2nd or 3rd floor. The building across the way I see has a long pink thick/wide sturdy strap attached to the window also on the 2nd or 3rd floor, I think strangers use this to climb up into the rooms and squat there at night time. I see the same pink straps on this room's windows, the guy in bed must be also a squatter.

The guy in bed is Will Smith. He's now standing up next to me, facing a girl. There's a black girl there who will verify his ID, she (kisses him?) and is processing the information. While we're waiting for the result I notice that just beyond here is a bucket with several little tiny beings in it including a 1/4-sized Will Smith head, they are all performing the Men In Black post office beatbox:



At the end the girl approves Will Smith's ID, he was just standing there the whole time silent. His little mini-head in the bucket then tells him "Would it have KILLED you to start a CONVAAAHHSAASHUUUN!!??" (with the girl).

Long back to bed. Street noise, snoring wife, moving wife, I down count backwards doing relaxing breaths over and over again, sometimes from 20, sometimes from 10, freqently lose count, have lots of drowsiness to sink into, but my mind keeps staying active. Think about that slogan I saw on FB last night: "Attitude is the difference between an ordeal and an adventure." Decide that I'm on a wonderful back-to-sleep adventure that will be rewarded with awesome dreams. It is hard work to fall asleep under these conditions but I will do it, I will keep relaxing until eventually fall asleep. Dreamlets form but fade when I "look at" them, a number of them. Stop trying to look! Remain passive, notice without engaging, do NOT TRY to sleep, you can't force a dream, just keep relaxing.... And I WIN! Eventually sleep, have some vivid dreams, and get lucid and do TOTM.

11:00

+ summnary: trying to figure out what's going on with the shelves in this refrigerator, notice a strange tube, get lucid, do pumpkin TOTM (open a pumpkin and describe the contents).

I'm standing with my face in an open refrigerator. The top shelf is not arranged properly, it's falling off/hanging on only one side (in waking during the day I adjusted the shelve on a kitchen rack of shelves that was mis-aligned and falling off, it's right next to the refrigerator), I try to adjust it to hang it properly and horizontally, but in doing so I think maybe someone put it like this so that the tall milk bottles would be able to stand up straight on the shelve below? I close the door and the fridge is like in two sections, the top not aligned with the bottom. I see on the wall/top section hinge a small tube emerging, and a draft of cold air (and some water dripping?) is blowing out of the tube. Why is that, is it a pressure release? The cold air is coming out, will the fridge lose its cold because of this?

I'm now standing outside in daytime on a fairly steep sloping path between (widely spaced) houses but still thinking about that odd tube descending out of the refrigerator I was just observing, I've never seen anything like it before. Wait, odd thing I've never seen before? DREAM! Nose pinch confirms. I walk up the hill towards the street, immediately think of TOTM/pumpkin task [I love when goal memory comes easily]. I turn to the left at the sidewalk and go up onto the porch of a house, thinking "It is Halloween, there will be a pumpkin here." Sure enough I find a pale white/green typical jack-o-lanter-sized gourde on the porch. I reach down and imagine that it's top is already cut. I pinch the dry stem at the top with the fingers of my left hand, noticing the sensation of touching it is entirely waking-like. It lifts off easily. Oops! Below it there is another pumpkin top, this one traditional orange. Is this going to be a trick dream pumpkin trolling me with endless series of tops? No, I lift the orange one away and see the interior: no pumpkin goop, it's packed with colorful transparent packages of goodies (cookies?) I'm closely looking to be able to describe very clearly the contents, the package on top is drawn with an illustration that I think looks a lot like Charles Shultz style (peanuts), then the dream fades (either wake up or non-lucid transition, I had 2 more quite vivid non-lucid dreams after that).

+ invited to a friend's place for an event, it's awkward because I don't know anyone there, he's not there apparently, I'm walking from the living room through the kitchen area to the dining room, in the dining room the table is full of platters of cookies (I eat some?), move back to the living room, (on the way I glance into the kitchen, there's nobody there, where's my friend anyway?), some middle-aged guys (white hair and white beards some of them) are sitting on the living room floor drinking beer, some in the middle of the room facing the wall where some other people are sitting (on a couch?). I step into the middle of the living room there's a previously-played monopoly board next to them on the floor, I see it is covered with paper play money, cards, and game pieces, like the game was finished and just left there.

I'm sitting in a room down a hallway from the friend's apartment (above), a guy comes in and I said I was previously in the other apartment. I'm showing him a game I'm playing on a PC, I see the game on the screen then I'm inside the game, trying to equip weapon/armor from the confusing pop-up controls, there's a fight? Swinging a weapon? I'm back outside and choose "enter this place" (there's a choice of about 3 places to enter: left, middle right) to explore instead of going back to the fight, it's like a kitchen with hundreds of "inspect this" signs on objects everywhere.

+ In sons's room, (the cat?) spills a bottle on his important schoolwork on the floor. I'm looking at the bottle and it's empty, but as I watch I see liquid starts welling out from somewhere under my sons papers, I keep looking and see another bottle lying on its side that has some liquid in it, I tell him to pick his work up before it's ruined.