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No dreams recalled.

Just finished a short break and I'm getting everything fired back up again.

Did a wbtb, ,..............then dreamed I was in some sort of academic setting like a school library or something. The primary colors were gray and white and black. This was a big room I was in, and it was very cluttered. Then I saw this girl I knew from back in middle school. It was Jermaine's older sister, and she was walking. Then she was walking up some set of stairs that curved to the left as they went up....in the middle of the stairs I could see her pants had come off....then I went into another room and there was this female black teacher dressed in white. She started arguing with me about where I was going. Im trying to explain to her that I'm on my way to this room that we are currently sitting in and she doesn't believe me so we get to arguing about it.

I'm still no well, so my dreams are half remembered rubbish...

Non lucid.

In my hoose with the wife. A fat dumpy man came to the door with a big basket. My wife said he must have the wrong house but the stuff was for me. We had it all laid out on the kitchen table (If orget what the stuff was, but it wasnae exciting) Therewas a cover letter which my wife read. It was something along the lines of Thanks to me saying lots of kind words about our holiday company they are now doing really well so heres some stuff to thank us.

In my shop. A couple in for a kilt hire. The phne rang. It was a huge grey cordless thing which I used to have in the shop aboot 15 years ago. It was an auld wifie on the phone. I sat on the floor and she told me that even though she has voted Tory all her life, thanks to me she'll definitely be voting yes in the next Referendum.

A piper blew his pipes at a billboard, the image contained a jogger who leapt out and ran away and was replaced by a lassie who started suffocating.

Something aboot being on a boat going at precisely five knots. The boat was owned by a nasty lady.

I feel a bit better the day so hopefully i'll have more vivid (hopefully lucid) dreams the night!

LD #81:

I'm in my parent's house (don't realize this consciously though, I just recognize the location from the visual memories of the dream), and "my" cat is at my feet. I'm looking down at it, and I have the distinct impression that it's trying to speak and say something to me. I'm standing on the threshold of my sister's bedroom with my back to the hallway and facing in to the room. The oddness of this notion (plus a nose pinch I think) gets me lucid. Instead of instantly ignoring everything prior to lucidity, I continue to look down at my cat, bend over and reach down and stroke it's fur for a few seconds, I feel it slightly. Afterwards I head out to the hallway with no particular goal, then I remember I want to summon JG. I head back into the bedroom expecting to find her but she's not there. I'm calling for her a few times, but nothing. Then I get a bit miffed and LOUDLY call out for her to appear, am back in the hallway, and see the door to my former bedroom with light shining out from around the cracks, and I *know* she's in there. I turn the door knob, open the door, and there she it. I grab her by the hand and lead her back to my sister's old room, there's a single bed immediately inside the door against the wall to the left. I put JG down on the bed and start undressing her and the dream fades.

LD #82 (next night):

+ I'm looking at / thinking about a race track (the private one from the CNBC show ['filthy rich?' something like that], I see it, and I see a really tall (30-50 feet) chain link fence on the border with the racetrack overlooking a golf course with rolling green hills.

Then I"m inside my childhood home sitting at the dining table in the spot with my back to the kitchen door, across the table from me is some man with a checkbook or a ledger and is talking about money and race cars. I'm extremely bored by the situation, so I stand up and walk around the table to the sliding glass door to the deck. I open the door and as I'm walking out on to the deck I think wouldn't it be great it being bored was a dream sign, I look to the left down the deck and there's "my" cat sitting there. It's dark/dusky outside. The cat plus the thinking about dream signs gets me lucid. I walk towards the cat, then take off flying. I look behind me and gesture for the cat to come flying with me, and it does. It looks hilarious with it's little legs/paws stretched out in front of it flying superman style! The cat and I surge forwards, doing rolls and taking turns of being in the lead. At one point I pet its fur when it's flying besides me. I aska it "do you want to go downtown and pick up a girl?" It answers in a tiny piping high-pitched voice (like a man speaking in falsetto imitating a little girl's voice), "No!". I think it's voice is funny. I land on the road just below my parent's house and my thoughts turn to JG. It's daylight now. I reach my hand behind my back for JG to take it and she does, I bring her around and there she is, don't get a good look at her, though. Then I'm with another guy who's with another girl. We come up on a tall wide concrete block, and we fly / hop up there to sit on the top. The girl's complain that they don't want to be there and I respond that "it's only temporary! It's only temporary!" The girls get topless? A door opens into a music room with music stands, and the dream continues but I lose lucidity and don't remember the rest.

Last night:

+ with SB squeeze her boobs and nuzzle lovingly, I think we haven't done this in a long time

+ 3 army-green-clad girls wearing matching headscarves, they're serious, they're prepping for the competition, I think they'll do well because nobody else it taking it seriously.

A boy buys an iphone/ipad cable, it's really long, he slings it over his shoulder. I think of making one, I think of computer chips and see electronic sockets. I'm then in a large unfurnished indoor space where people in their late teens or early 20's arrive to spread spackle all around the door frames on the walls. I turn up the music on a stereo playing "Let the sunshine in" and ask if it's OK for me to crank it way up.

ebola merry-go-round:
+ I'm thinking that I'm meeting a ladyfriend at a dance. I plan to dance the slowdances with her. I think what would I do if some guy tries to cut in. I wouldn't allow that because this is a special time for us. It's dusk/dark outside at a little merry-go-round, there's a guy there who's come form a long way away, something about slided cucumbers? I'm running the merry-go-round and about to turn it on. A man comes rushing at me at high speed to make it to the ride, I tell him to take it easy, there's plenty of time. A walk around the perimiter and am about to throw the bit electrical throw-switch to turn on the lights. I ask the kids to yell out "LIGHT IT UP!", they do, and I throw the switch ( a little spark visible on the contact?), and the lights come on. I expect the kids to get on the ride right away but they're up on a platform above me and the the right and they're taking turns standing in line and praying at an icon, I'm a bit annoyed at the delay.

The man mentions the ebola outbreak in 1999 and how thousands of people died.

I wake up with "let the sunshine in" running through my head.

11/1/14 I feel myself back in bed and start getting a WILD-like transition. I feel myself floating just millimeters off of my bed with my wife's arm around me as if it is holding me from floating off. I am fairly sure her arm is also just part of the transition and will myself to float up further to make sure I am fully in the dream and not just imagining that I am feeling a little light. I then start willing myself to propel forward through the darkness and settle on attempting to arrive at my favorite grassy sea beach. I fly for a good while but eventually have a false awakening of my son making a good deal of noise downstairs. I have a good amount of awareness and memory and remember that he went to bed already and it is highly unlikely that he is having a loud conversation downstairs in the middle of the night and that I should be dreaming. I go out of my room and try to float down the stairs but maybe I kind of float inches above the staircase on the way down. When I get to the bottom I hear my wife coming out of the room upstairs and decide to do a float from my living room up into the vaulted ceiling with a view to the loft area to show off to my wife's DC (any doubt that I am dreaming is fully erased by this point). I hear more than one person in the family room and float back down to go in there and half expect to see my son and his college girlfriend and maybe have some fun with her. Instead, I see Girl Friday get off of the couch and my son is there also. I tell her to "come here, remember how you really wanted to (give me oral)?" She looks like she recollects the same and I whip it out and she starts doing an okay job with it in her mouth. I say "oh remember, you wanted to lick it" and she starts to lick it and it is very, very nice! I look over and say to my son "she is good" and my wife starts to come down and still fully lucid I tell her to check out what is happening. This eventually comes to an end and I wake. I then have a series of short dreams with continued good awareness, some lucid, some semi-lucid, some unclear as my recall wanes: cherry pie like treat, I pour milk over it and add cereal flakes; Outside my house and I note how realistic the trees look and how well the dream replicated how they look; re-coated aluminum pan at M Blvd, I start to write down my dreams so far (in the dream) first on the table cloth, then on an envelope (later did just that IWL) ; amusement ride, swinging boat, cameraman acting tough and taking video of guy in middle seats (less thrilling) yet he is also in the middle seats on the other side of the center of the boat; in the back seat of an SUV with a video game screen in the middle just behind the front seats; short dream with a distant explosion; lots of short forced dreamlets related to all of the beautiful women who will be at an even I am attending IWL. During this series of short dreams it felt like I was on the edge of wake/sleep in an unusual way and I was testing my state at times finding that I could transition out of a scene with my eye clenches with accompanying vibrations. Very odd and I felt much more on the dream side of things than when I am trying to do similar things after a WBTB or late awakening and getting more traditional dreamlets that seem to occur more on the waking side of the equation. Hopefully I was actually finding success in staying aware but away from my waking body at times when I would normally return to bed and wake up too much, hopefully bridging the gap between the now shorter gaps between REM periods. Possible reasons for good night of lucidity: repeatedly asking myself what was I dreaming (earlier in the night); daytime awareness work with more dream actions (like RRCIS); some playing with CanisLucidus' "looking for the dream" may have been key in getting good replications of my home featured in the Girl Friday lucid and the lucid moment outside of my house with the trees later. Will just count 2 lucids tonight. 223 & 224

10/31 early lucid. Sexy women around. "If this were a lucid dream, I would...ah...I am dreaming." I interact caveman style with several women before focusing on one turning her on with dirty talk and actions before doing some float-flying. 222

10/30 Exhilarating, romantic and sexual lucid with a younger woman with small breasts. I particularly enjoyed cupping her breasts much like early sexual experiences. 221

A woman who's been flirting with me - neither of us seriously - is taking my hand under the pretext of palm reading, turning it this way and that. She'd been joking around, but as she's 'reading' my palm, she notices the tiny raised circle on the tip of my thumb that holds a retracted needle and she stops smiling, though she doesn't understand what she's looking at.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I've been sitting in a lounge room in the McKittrick. There's a host and a microphone, allowing the guests to listen in on his internal thoughts as we eat and drink. He's been sitting in the booth next to mine, having a conversation with a woman, another resident of the hotel. But when she leaves, he comes and sits across from me. He's bewildered as to why I've spent so much time here tonight. Of course the guests are all free to enjoy our stay at the hotel in any way we choose, there's no wrong way to go about it, and if I want to just sit here and watch his story unfold, that's fine - but my stay is half over already. Why don't I go out and see the show?

I'm thinking that I'll come back another time to enjoy the show - but nonetheless I leave the lounge and walk up to the next floor, which is in complete chaos thanks to the work of the three witches. Fragmentary memory here - I remember seeing the boy witch in passing and being annoyed with him, but no context beyond that. In a small room, I came across a woman who I realized has been/will be the next bald witch - right now she's another lost soul who came here on a mission but wound up getting drawn into Hecate's world. By the end of the night she has/will have shaved her head and altered her body language completely, transforming into one of the three witches for the next night.

The last of the three witches and the people under her sway are surrounded by sexual images. I only saw her briefly in passing as she led a young prince off down one of the halls. But instead I come across the naked prophetess who'll be taking this witch's role for the next night, currently in the process of transforming into that role. She puts her hands on my shoulders and pushes me to my knees in front of her, and I'm thinking that it's always a man she chooses for this part of the performance - the other guests in the room with me are all women, and they remain standing, pressing in close around us, watching her with a look of worship. She has a woman standing guard next to her during this dance, making sure none of the guests attempt to touch her without her permission. One of those women watching laughs off this restriction, and to show how ridiculous she thinks it is, she reaches out and puts her hand on the prophetess/witch's thigh with a familiar attitude. The performance comes to a complete stop. In the trouble that follows, I move away from the crowd and into the staff-only halls of the hotel.

this dream was kind of scary for me. not in the night mare sense, I simply thought i was going go to jail for the rest of my life. i should have written this down when i woke up at 9. but i listened to hyde and fell back asleep. i did not wake up till 11:00 that is okay. basically i killed a woman in this dream, stole her car, then was paranoid about getting caught by the police.

#374 - DILD - 4:01AM

I am dreaming about hanging out with people at work. They have a large bag of weed and I offer to buy some. I roll a joint and take a hit.

I have an FA in bed with my wife. I realize that I am on the wrong side and this must be a dream, but I wake up right away.

I let myself relax and enter another dream unaware. I am in the living-room with my two daughters thinking about what I want to do in my next lucid dream. I look up and see the ceiling is open to the night sky. I imagine seeing the moon pass over head, then the planet Mars. I notice Mars just looks like a red moon so I try another planet. I see what looks like a distant, yet super bright, star and I say, "That must be Antares." I see a title appear above it like on a digital sky map (I can't believe I remember this one and I had to look it up later to confirm. Nice dream memory!) I try flying there, but I can't get moving.

Suddenly, I realize that all of this is vividly happening before me; this is more than just my imagination! I calmly announce to my girls, "This is a dream." I go ahead and test this by jumping. I notice how I hover just a second before softly landing on the floor. I become a little excited but the dream has also become a little unstable. I feel the dream is super confined to just this room, so I decide to give myself a moment and pace around some. I notice my daughters are just standing in the room staring blankly at me but I pay no attention to that. There are several furniture anomalies in the room; nothing is as it is in waking life. I pay close attention to the old, box-style TV. I know I have a goal in mind and not the one I was just thinking about. What is my goal? What is it? Think! (Find my dream guide). I feel the dream fading now and I try flying around the room, but I just can't do it. I make swimming motions as I walk around but gravity is now too much like waking life. I stop trying to recall my goal and just wander.

I accidentally walk into the kitchen area but it looks like a screened-in porch connected to another house. There is a floor lamp without a shade in front of me. I see a single bulb in the top and mindlessly try turning it on. It doesn't work. There is movement to my left. My parents are leaving the other house. I see Lisa B. from work following them out looking confused. She stops, glances at me, then goes back inside. I am curious what's going on here and I want to question her. I say something like, "Wait. Come back." As I take a few steps in that direction, I wake up.

I have a gory non-lucid fragment about beating someones face in with a steering wheel.

And another about working a second job at some fast-food joint as a cook. It was only supposed to be extremely part-time but they were trying to make me work all day. I was very pissed off and told the manager I have no problem walking out.

This is the first fake LD I've had, so I'm excited It makes me feel closer to my goal.

I had awoken early at 5am and been up for an hour trying to fall back to sleep. About an hour later I finally fell asleep and had this dream. I had never done an actual WBTB because I'm always sleepy and fall right back to sleep whenever I wake up in the middle of the night. This didn't feel like an actual LD, though. My feelings and thoughts were no doubt controlled by my dream.

I was in a dorm that was like my grandparents’ old house but bigger and I shared it with some people. Before that I was out shopping and I put all my groceries on the conveyor belt and when I went to pay, everything was gone. Then I almost paid for someone else’s groceries when I realized what had happened. The clerk was waiting for me to figure it out. I asked him if my groceries were at that one, pointing to the other checkout station. And he said yes. So I went over there but I couldn't find my groceries. They told me to check in the back of the store. The back was huge but I checked everywhere and even found my Russian professor but I couldn't find my stuff. I felt so bad, like it was the end of the world. These two other people started crying, and I felt like crying, too, so I joined them. :/
Then I was at my house trying to do things but it was difficult because I couldn't find anything. I lived with Robbie (a current roommate), Kim (a past roommate and friend), and some other guys. Then I heard a woman's voice over the old speaker above me so I looked up. It was a square speaker in the ceiling like at stores. The connection was very bad and I could barely understand her. But I thought she said something about everyone needing to leave and the place was going to burn down. A new leader like a dictator had taken control and we all had to live somewhere else. I was kind of panicking because I couldn't find my stuff and didn't know what I needed to bring with me. I wanted to bring everything. Kim came in and we talked about it and she got her stuff but didn't look too concerned.
At some point I went to sleep while still in my dream. I could feel myself falling a little and my dream self realized that I was lucid dreaming. It felt really cool like my skin especially around my neck and face was vibrating a lot, so I decided to fall faster and it felt even weirder. I was in this blackness and I stopped falling. I stood up and tried to see something through the darkness. Slowly shapes started forming in the fake LD and I tried to interact with them but it was still fuzzy and I didn't even have enough control to attempt dream stabilization. So I seemed to wake up but I was still dreaming and I returned to the house in the previous part of the dream, continuing where I had left off. I'm not sure what happened after that.

I used the WILD dream technique this morning, and ended up at a family gathering in a kitchen. I was asking who everybody was and hugging them. Everybody seemed so young, and it was difficult to figure out who was who. I said, “Where’s Daughter?”, and then I found her in the living room. She was much younger, maybe 7 years old. We started dancing in the living room without music. Daughter and I then transitioned into this very cool lucid dream.

We instantly appeared inside a rusty metal framed greenhouse with a concrete floor. The greenhouse was completely underwater, except for the glass roof panels that had waves washing across the top. The sun was shining through the waves casting reflections throughout the room. Suddenly Michael Jackson crashed through one of the glass roof panels in a wall of water, perfectly landing on the ground in a kneeling position, head tilted forward holding his cap, and then he did his trademark, “Whoohoo!” Water washed across the concrete floor. His hit ‘The Way You Make Me Feel’ starts playing, and then he moon walks off to the side, and starts singing his song. I tried to moon walk too, but I couldn’t do it, so I did some other ‘old man’ moves. Guess I gotta work on that – lol, for the next dream. Daughter and I started to dance to the music as Michael played. At one point I held my hand up and Daughter did a pirouette. As the song was nearing the end, my daughter started to run around totally excited, as she was talking nonsense like any 7 year old would. Daughter then began to shrink in size to about the size of a cat, and she ran off while 5 people started to chase her. I became furious, and I threatened them in an effort to get them to stop chasing her. Two of them instantly stopped and backed off. The other 3 remained in pursuit. I was about to draw my magical sword, given to me by a DC in a previous LD, but I became too angry, and woke up. I’m glad I woke up, because a perfectly good lucid dream was about to become a disaster. I find I jump to assumptions and conclusions way too quickly when I’m lucid. I need to work on this. Aside from the ending, I really had fun in this lucid dream!

I took a nap after waking up from the previous dreams, and this is what transpired:

I was playing a Harry Potter themed video game and had to collect a lot of food along the way for health. Professor Snape needed me for an examination, and then once I was done there I had to go to Professor Lupin's for the same reason.

Then the dream changes and I was Against the Moon's Remus Lupin, in a trailer park that surely isn't the one I live in. The afternoon was very bright, and the Sun was just starting to set. I'm standing in a gazebo doing something or another, and then when I turned around I seen two Moons.

I was surprised. Surely to God I was dreaming??? That was off. We don't have two Moons. And yet, I didn't do anything. I stood still, perfectly still, and continued to watch. Was I dreaming? Was I really dreaming? I didn't think I was, but there were two Moons!

I was waiting for something to happen, and then something did. The second Moon turned into something else, and then something else again, and it kept moving in the sky and zooming around until finally it landed in one of the trailer's yards.

It was an artistic development--not really a second Moon--and I was definitely not dreaming.

Later on Sirius and James came, and we were all skipping down the road. Eventually we stayed in my room and my parents went out to get the pictures of all the different things from the sky that I had seen. There were actually a lot I hadn't (as I wasn't even looking in that direction for a good bit), but all of them were less than impressive when compared to when they were in the sky.

DF: Dreamed that I had been raped twice, and Script didn't actually rape me, he sexually assaulted me. Ivory was friends with the two rapists on Facebook and she kept telling me all about their funny statuses, and I told her I didn't want to hear about them. She acted like I had hurt her feelings and I thought about telling her I didn't want to be friends with her anymore, but I didn't want to be told that I was just over-reacting, so I didn't.

DF: My dad needed to be bailed out and so we were traveling from bonds place to bonds place, but so much money was needed that no one was willing to work with us. Daddy wasn't in jail, he was with us, so I'm not sure why he needed it.

Main dream: Mama and Daddy keep arguing and I finally tell Mama that it would be best if she was to go. Though Daddy complains she does, and I stare out the window and watch her leave. The inside car light was on and I could see that she was struggling to not cry.

I was worried because I was all alone with my dad. I have many fears about being alone with him, and they all came to the surface after she left.

It's a weekend in the dream, but I have math homework that is due Monday. I keep putting it off in favor of playing this MyCandyLove-related game, which was almost the same except it was Death Note themed. I was able to play as my Candy, but I could repeat any episode as many times as I liked so that I could talk to whichever guy I preferred. My favorite seemed to be Light, and my second-favorite was L. I also kept trying to seduce one dude. . . .

Then later on I was talking to a group of people in a dark room and one woman said something like, "Your parents really broke your heart, didn't they?" I agreed.

At school I'm taking Death Note Discussions III--apparently I'm a junior. I greatly enjoy this class and can't wait for the following year.

Then it's Monday, and I had yet to do my homework. When I was coming out of my room and was about to leave the trailer my dad caught me and asked if he could hardcore ground me by listening to "Iron Man" by Heavy Metal (pretty sure it's by Black Sabbath in real life XD) that afternoon. I told him I didn't care and he said he likes the song and he used to study to it.

It's very overcast outside, but blacker than usual.

When I get on the bus I'm only just above 14% on my phone and don't want to waste my charge.

I was with S at college. We were walking around campus in the evening hours. I can recall it being around 6:00. S said he had to go home, and I wanted to run to this bakery place before it closed at 6:20. Also, it was Halloween in the dream and everybody was wearing costumes. I think I was dressed up as Minecraft Steve; I was wearing a turquoise shirt and purple pants. S was dressed up as some anime character and had this huge spikey blue wig.
We parted ways and I headed to the bakery. It was underneath the building next to my dorm in this huge complex that is not there IWL. I went inside and got in line at the bakery. The clock read 6:19 and you could tell the place was closing down. But there were a few other people that wanted to drop by before they closed.
I asked the woman behind the counter if I could have the last chocolate chip muffin and some milk. She said 'sure' and handed me both of the items. I then waited for two other people to check out before it was my turn.
I gave my ID to the guy at the checkout so I could pay. For some reason he just took it and held it above the slot without swiping it. After about fifteen seconds he sarcastically said:
"Ooops! It's 6:21. Were closed now! Sorry! We can't give you this!" The lady behind the counter and another DC worker, a tall blonde guy who was wiping down tables both started laughing at me. I stormed out of the bakery vowing never to do business there again.
I walked outside and up this big hill that isn't there IWL. I took note of how floaty gravity seemed to be. I kept on jumping up and swimming through the air for a few feet before drifting back down. This prompted me to preform a nose pinch. Now I became lucid, but I still felt like I wasn't all there.
Primarily because I turned around and went back to the bakery. One way or another I was gonna get my muffin from these guys. I got back to the door and pulled on it. Locked.
I see the three dream characters still inside; the bakery had metal and glass doors with floor-to-ceiling windows. The cashier guy was standing around eating my muffin and drinking my milk. The tall guy was still cleaning tables, and the woman was putting what was left of the day's goods. (A couple of bagles) into boxes. The three saw me standing outside me and started laughing again.
Oh man was I getting ticked off by these three. I tore the metal and glass door off its hinges and threw it into the road. They stopped laughing.
I walked over to the cashier guy and punched him in the gut. I heard a thunderclap sound and the guy went flying backwards into the wall. He then fell into a couple of tables and chairs. The other two dream characters took off running.
I walked over to the cashier and looked down at him.
...
For some reason me and him were sitting together at a table. He had a bandage around his head.
"Look dude, I'm sorry... about everything. I didn't know you were..."
"I don't forgive you."
"What?! why?"
"Because I know you're not saying that because you are sorry. You're only saying it because now you realize that I can hurt you. Next time, be more careful who you mess with. You never know who might give you a bad day."
I turned and walked out. The dream faded.

My dream was set in the pub that I did a trial shift in yesterday evening.

So I'm in the pub, and various friends arrive through the evening. At one point I am sat at the end of the bar with some of them, and a group of men come in, three of them, and start saying they are going to kill someone. We wanted them out of the pub and we started fighting. The manager grabbed one guy, I grabbed this HUGE guy and the other one disappeared. I am not sure where the guy the manager was fighting went, but the guy I was fighting picked up a chair. (Turned into one of those wrestling chairs that they hit each other with) and started coming towards me. I through my pint glass and it hit the chair, he then threw the chair and I grabbed it out of the air. He ran at me and I managed to judo flip hip to the floor. then commenced 5 minutes of me showing him hell and dragging him round like a rag doll. He then got up and apologised, and bought me a drink and left.

I sat at the bar with my pint and turn around and stood there is an an ex is there with some friends. I say hello and they come over. She wraps her arms around me and gives me a massive hug telling me I should have seen her more. She has purple lipstick (which sounds weird but looks quite good) and she leans in to kiss me half on the lips half on the cheek. It goes on me and we laugh about it (I wont go into any more details, but it was one of those soppy dream moments that you wake up smiling from)

I said that I would join her outside with everyone, and went behind the bar to get a drink. The pub had been open so long it was light outside and they were cleaning up behind the bar area. All the handles had been taken off the pumps except the Strongbow one. At first I attempted to get things out of the Carling one, but all that came out was some crappy old ale with loads of sediment in it, then the glass smashed in my had as I tried to drink it, and I could feel the sharp glass pressing against my lips. Eventually just got a Strongbow in a new glass. I went outside with everyone and then the dream ended.

-Notes-

Before Bed
No blue light from screen (got an app called flux)
Alcohol, one amaretto and coke
Nicotine
Little water
Bed at 01:30 rose at 09:30

More violence. And different to other dreams where usually if I go to hit something it feels like I am moving my arm against a sponge or through water
I have also just stared drinking Rooibos tea (and allot of it because its so good) which has lots of health benefits, so maybe this has an effect on dream recall?
Tonight I will not drink alcohol but I will have Rooibos.

Morning of November 1, 2014. Saturday.



There were mostly shifting scenes that did not have that much of a relationship to my personal thoughts.

The most unusual one was of being some sort of entity that was “haunting” a museum and getting into a struggle with another being, flying around and such. The battle is not that intense. The museum curator comes out and seems quite annoyed. Apparently there are living quarters in one section of the museum. I feel a bit guilty about any damage that was done in the struggle with the other being. I go to him and somehow materialize several agates from out of the palm of my hand to give to him. I explain how one of them is special, partly made of an unknown compound and supposedly worth millions of dollars. It is white, slightly transparent and with darker blue markings. The other ones are all different from each other as well.

In another scene, I am doing something on an Internet site but it stops working correctly and gives a message about too much traffic. This happens at least twice. Another page comes up and tells me that something is ready to be sent to my system, which is some sort of 3-D printing regarding bookmarks, wall hangings, and pennants with sayings I typed in as well as a few with comedic images. After a time, there are also several windup cars. They look similar to the Japanese plastic models we had years ago but have a more unusual design that makes them look less car-like in body. One seems to have the magnified and exposed “book lungs of a spider” on each side. Apparently you can design anything and have it made via the website although there are templates to choose from and basic guidelines.

For a time, I wind them up and they go through the doorway and through the hall to the other side of the house (which is mostly an unfamiliar location), fairly fast and at a good distance. My two youngest sons seem mildly interested in them. The feelings and focus of winding them up (the windup device being on the bottom and towards the back) seems very realistic and vivid, even the resistance when turning it a few times, as the spiral spring gets tighter.

There is a scene where I am walking through a dark room and something larger seems to fly in my hair a couple times as I swing my arm around, but nothing makes contact with my hand. Later, my wife seems startled by two large geckos on the wall. They are quite large for house geckos though and I am thinking that they are a different sort of lizard. One follows the other with the exact same movements.

In another scene, I go outside to work on my computer near the front of the house yet I do not think it strange for it to be outside set up in an external but inward corner of the house at an L-shaped desk. It is a bit bright outside, and I hear the noise of distant traffic, but this is apparently my actual setup. A jet flies in the sky more to the horizon, making a distorted figure-eight shape with its contrails. There is a vague idea about the potential of it crashing nearby but nothing happens. I have an odd thought about the potential for the world ending and how I would be outside to see it when it happened. It is not a negative thought, just a minor realization. I feel relaxed and well.