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This was the same night as http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/avia...t-world-62421/. I lost lucidity when I woke up, but I think I retained some of it. I was in a post-apocalyptic (zombies + nuclear war) world, and I think it was many years after it happened. I wasn't sure how I got there, but I knew I hadn't lived through the years since the apocalypse. Maybe I was in a coma or time travelled or something, but I decided that wasn't important and focused on surviving. I killed some zombies, and found a group in a huge field. The leader was a bit of a dick, but they had supplies and over-all were pretty nice. It was still sunset, as it had been for several dreams, and I think throughout the night. A plane flew over. We all took cover in the trees, but when no bombs came down, I thought it was safe. Some lady told me to look into the distance. There was a massive explosion coming towards us. It was probably over 100 miles away, but it was moving quickly. The army had been bombing huge stretches of land they considered lost cases. They had this new bomb, which they had invented between the year in real life (2014) and present day in the dream. The leader told me it was derived from napalm or some kind of incendiary we already had. The explosion was miles high, and it was like a mix between a dust storm and a nuclear blast, only way bigger. We put on heat suits, which apparently would help.

Edit: There will be many edits as more of the dream comes back to me. I will just add them in.

I have had partial lucids before, but none were really very good. They all either lasted like 1 second or I wasn't lucid enough to even know it was a dream. This one could have been better, but I would say it was pretty good.

The entire dream, and I think all of my dreams during the night, were at sunset. Everything seemed to glow a beautiful orange, from the rocks to the trees.

Throughout the night I had several times where I became semi-lucid. At one point, I was on treacherous ground of some sort. I made a false step and started sliding extremely quickly. I couldn't stop myself and before I knew it I flew off a cliff, and it was quite a fall (this is one of my dream/nightmare trends). In my dreams my logic is usually very impaired but my feelings towards danger are entirely real, and I experience them just as I do in real life. So you can imagine I was very scared.

As I started to fall I realized "THIS IS A DREAM. I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT.". I hit the ground and was fine. I was really excited and the dream started to destabilize. Everything got blurry, and I got super dizzy. I felt like it was collapsing. I tried observing the scene around me but it didn't work. I remembered a trick that I read about in a dream journal - pulling a coin from my pocket. I reached and at first I only felt lint, but then my finger brushed a coin. I stared at it and focused on all its features. The dream formed around me again.

I know I wasn't fully 100% lucid, just enough to know I was dreaming and stuff. So the rest is a bit blurry because I think I lost lucidity for awhile and was just wandering around.

At one point it was daytime again, but there was a huge storm blowing in. I just wanted it to be a beautiful summer day. I turned away from the storm front, and said out loud "when I turn around those clouds will be gone". They were, but more thunderheads had appeared in different places. I tried for awhile, and eventually it mostly worked. I remembered those beautiful summer days I had when I was younger and I felt really sad for awhile. I decided to go to my house.

I realized I was hungry and wanted to ask my mom for food. I was really excited because I knew I could have anything for dinner because it was a dream. I told my mom I wanted a huge steak and soda and milkshakes and burritos and spaghetti and sushi and a ton of other dishes. I knew I wasn't confined by the limits of a real stomach. Unfortunately she told me she wasn't making that stuff and made some weird stew instead. It was really good, and as I was eating it I was trying to think of a way to get more food. Summoning things hadn't worked super well for me so far.

I think my alarm woke me up after this.

There's a monk who needs to buy a certain rare, extremely expensive book, and he intends to raise the money by selling off a different rare book. He can't do this himself, so he sends a fox demon to take care of it. She can't read the script it's written in, but she compares the characters he wrote down for her with the characters written on the covers of his books, and she eventually finds the right one and takes it to a fair that's going on. There are many specialists here who'd give her a good price for the book, but she goes to a bookseller she recognizes, a place she's been to many times. This man doesn't know the values of things, so he gives her very little for it - it's the equivalent of buying a book for a dollar when it should be worth millions.

The monk's disappointed - not in her, but because the book's gone and he'll have to start over in terms of raising the money. The fox demon gets annoyed at him for what she perceives as insulting the bookseller - she thinks the bookseller is a very good man, since he's sold her many novels for very little money. The monk is thinking about how much he looks forward to the end of his life, except that he's concerned about how she'll survive.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm speaking German with a man who'd promised to (acquire or translate or something similar) a certain book, but now he's fleeing and has to go back on his part of our deal. I don't really mind.

Two paired images of people on thrones. The first is a blonde woman dressed in gold robes, surrounded by abstract shapes woven out of gold wires, on a balcony overlooking beautiful green fields, rivers, wide blue sky. She's saying, amused, that although she was meant to be associated with style and worldliness, instead "I'm merely back in the desert, healing women at an oasis."

The second, a sad and tired-looking long-haired old man, first in a dark wooden room full of cabinets and herbs, then overlooking a mountain. A pair of ravens leave him and fly up the mountain over a trail, croaking - grey stone, grey skies.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Two fragments:

I'm trying to convince the radio to put out an important broadcast to keep people out of the (either Dallas or Houston) area, it's an emergency, but they refuse to disrupt the normal services.

A man saying to me, "You're afraid that this is the real world. It is. I trust you."

The last few nights have been a struggle, no sure why, anyway, I managed to dredge up a few bits & bobs

All non lucid

1) Looking out of my shops fire door. I had just got a tradesman to repair the guttering on the building opposite. (which has nothing to do with me IRL , but never mind) I noticed the down pipes hadn't been replaced but I decided to let someone else fix them.

2) Seeing an odd looking bird high up a tree, I couldn't suss out what it was, but then I saw it in profile and realise dto was just a Buzzard.

3) I had just bought a new suit. I pulled on the trousers, they were an inch or so too long. The button on the trousers was a sort of stud thing that stuck out an inch or so. I struggled to get it fastened. For some reason there were two openings on the front of the trousers. I then ended up with a tie clip in my hand, I think I ended up clipping it to the collar of my shirt for a moment, until I realised that was stupid. The trousers were a bit big on the waist. I then looked for a tie to go with my suit. I remember checking the colour of my suit (like I wouldn't know) and it was navy. I had a huge box of self coloured wool ties in front of me (I have no wool ties iRL), some of them were very brightly coloured and quite attractive, however, I don't think I found a suitable match.

4) Reading a book about Birding in Scotland, the details of which I wont bore you with coz it was very mundane, and actually made sense on the whole!

24.11.2014

Cop research (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a long dream that I had no time to write out in the morning, and sadly, been busy all day up to now, dinner time, with little recall left from the dream.

I was teaching psychic abilities to some students at my home.

Something related with two females and I went out with one. There were a lot of cops and they were taking people to jail, people who was on drugs and they would research for drugs. I wondered if they would find drugs in my room, even though I knew I had no drugs at all.

I was visiting jail for some reason and someone threaten me. I found an uzi gun and I pointed at some people, but I had no intents to kill. Cop cars arrived and I wanted to be at peace. Dropped the uzi and told them I was defending myself. They heard to me and they did not press charges.

Last night’s dreams were perfect! I was just hanging out with family and friends at some of my favorite spots, and having a good ole time. None of these dreams were lucid except the false awakening just before my alarm went off. I’ll describe this memorable LD (DILD – Dream Induced Lucid Dream).

I was lying in bed asleep when my wife came and woke me up (in the dream - false awakening). She sat on the bed beside me, to the right. It was morning, because I could see the sunlight around the curtains, and through the bedroom door. There was another woman standing at the foot of my bed doing something by the TV stand. I thought maybe she was one of my wife’s friends. I told her I must look like a weirdo with my CPAP on. She said, “Oh, I didn’t even notice, my husband wears one too.” It was little embarrassing. The woman then walked out of the room, and then my two kids appeared on the bed. My beautiful daughter was lying to the left of me, and my son was sitting beside my feet. I looked at my daughter and said, “Daughter is that you?” She replied, “Hi dad, yeah it’s me!” I became instantly Lucid. I told her I loved her, and she told me she loves me too. I then snuggle her right in close with my right arm (lying on left side). She then said, “You make me feel so loved and _?_?_?” I said, “Daughter you’re whispering, I can’t hear you. What do you say?” I continued to snuggle her, then she said the same thing, but I still couldn’t hear what she said at the end of her sentence because she was whispering. Her whisper became quieter as she got further down the sentence. Her voice was very sincere and loving. I then woke from the dream because my alarm went off. What a perfect way to start the day!

Morning of November 24, 2014. Monday.

Dream #: 17,507-02. Reading time (optimized): 1 min.



My dream starts with a vague backstory of anger in a grocery store or other business. I am unsure of what had occurred. An unknown man with whom I seem to have been annoyed comes out to shake his fist at me. I fly away to relax. I rise slowly, gaining more speed as I fly above the streets.

I land in Northside La Crosse, within a few blocks south of the Loomis Street house. A tornado approaches from the northwest. I walk into a narrow alley with tall buildings adjacent to each side (a fictitious setting). The twister seems sentient as it turns to approach my location, but I feel unthreatened. It cannot come into the narrow alley. The wind is strong but does not harm me. I stand near the end of the alleyway, enjoying the realistic sensations. It eventually “decides” to leave the area to move west up the street. (I am instinctually aware I am controlling it.)

I decide to check up on my relatives who live in the area without recall that most of them had died. The street is instead a bridge of about ten feet high. I walk across it to instinctually vivify my imaginary physicality. What looks like huge cooked spaghetti strands, about the size of sections of garden hose, cover the lawns. They are supposedly the physical remnants of the tornado.

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Before full wakefulness, I recall a comic book story (possibly from “Spooky The Tuff Little Ghost”) featuring a tornado made of spaghetti.

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Morning of November 24, 2014. Monday.



I am back at my older sister Marilyn’s house in La Crosse and trying to get her to appear by calling out to her to show herself (having the understanding that she had died yet also still potentially present in certain supraconscious dream realms, perhaps). I am semi-lucid in an atypical way; not in a more coherent sense. In one sense, it is vaguely like some sort of soliloquy-like seance. Over time, my sister does not walk from the other room as I expect her to even though I vaguely sense her presence on the other side of the darkened doorway. I am trying not to project my frustration as there is a growing realization she does not exist anymore, yet at the same time I sense her unwillingness to come out. However, there is no stronger focus on mortality by that point. (I have had very similar dream scenes in the past but usually tulpa-based, not related to real people either living or deceased.)

Eventually, three cats enter the house somehow (possibly through the open front door). One of the cats seems to be one which my family presently has (though had supposedly died in my dream’s back story weeks before). It is Franco, a black and white male cat. The other two cats are more like miniature leopards in one way but still with domestic cat attributes including the body proportions. From here, my dream goes into some distorted scenes where my perception is badly skewed.

I falsely “remember” that these were my sister’s two cats. Somehow (also an in-dream false memory) they died around the same time she did, which is supposedly related to something unexplainable (relative to “mutual deaths” which stems from real-life ideas of the past where a sister’s neighbor died and then their otherwise healthy spouse died shortly thereafter, supposedly out of grief). However, at the same time, there is a highly ambiguous idea that they are still alive (but Franco had been partly made sick by them as well) and had caused sickness in other people (in turn causing their death) by biting or scratching them (again, a false memory as the other people reflected upon other than my sister are still alive). Again, this is directly related to the two “leopard cats” (possible association with leprosy as well as the pet hybrid bobcat attack I experienced in my youth). They are not very aggressive (they seem to be mostly just playful though do attempt to “hunt” based on my body’s movement), but I want to completely avoid contact with them as they are seemingly venomous. I am aware of mild pressure on my body at times but I do not seem to actually be bitten at any point. (This seems partially related to a “struggle” with the bed sheet and an attempt to get my real physical body into a more comfortable position.)

I go to the couch, slowly going back into a semi-lucid state, and am on my knees on the floor at that point, my head near the seat of the couch. However, there is not that much coherence even though my general awareness is slowly sharpening. I then go into an odd state that is quite rare, where I attempt to “spit out” my dream while still in it before I fully wake. It takes about three attempts in making sure my dream’s environment does not “enter” my waking essence (the opposite of healing dreams where I intentionally carry facets of my dream’s energy into waking life). I do not seem to recall reading about this sort of dream experience, other than some supposed healers in real life spitting out the essence of what they supposedly take out of their patients. On another note, this dream setting near the couch is the exact spot of one of the only times in my life I have been ill in this manner in real life (from one of the only times in my life that I drank alcohol).

I don't remember my dream, but I am getting an assassin's creed like feeling from it.

This is an older dream that im moving from my old profile onto this one.



I have had this dream quite a few times. It almost like an RPG, but a little more than that. My "party" and i have to transport some object inside the lair of the main enemy, and it always proves rather difficult. I'm not sure what happens when we get the object in their, i haven't ever completed it. There is a sort of World Map, if you will. That is how you move about in the dream, and If an enemy is able to make contact with you, it turns into a battle scene, and you must fight. Very similar to FFVIII. As i stated, it really seems like an RPG, but it was as real as real gets in the dream.

Proper music for this dream:


Characters: There was me, for starters. I had on a mix of robes and Long sleeve wear. Black and gold colorered, i wielded a halberd / Naginata mix. I had the ability to summon a horse for a few short moment. there was another girl, but i cannot remember what she did or who she was, un-fortunantly she died rather early on. There was a Manticore type of thing with us, he was strong and silent. And there was another male, but i can't remember him at the moment either...

This was basically me, but my naginata only had a blade on one end, and the pole itself was a bit thicker.


The castle sits atop a mountain. My team and i have made it close to the enemies main Lair. We just have to get a bit further...it's been so tough getting here. It seems as though we have to climb up these walls to progress. The walls are almost arranged in a stair like fashion. There is dynamite attatched to a part of each of the walls, and in order to progress, you have to blow a piece of the wall to get through and up. We had managed to be stealthy, but it seems as though we have no choice now. I had our Manticore friend try to jump up walls (he had great jumping abilities) to see if he can distract and bring some of the enemies down to us, or to lead them near the part in the wall that would explode.....

We end up fighting our way past enemies and managing to get through all the walls. The last one had an entrance into a room with a bunch of ropes.The ropes all lead up to the same point. We climbed up the ropes, and found ourselves atop a very skinny walkway, which eventually led to a small cliff / basin on the side of the enemies castle. There was an endless drop off of the walkway, leading back down to the base of the mountain i presume. It was too foggy to see very far down. (this entire fortress is on the top of a mountain.) There where two opponents over there, and they didn't look like any goons to me. We began to move down the walkway towards the area. Not suprisingly, one of them spotted up. She ran up top one the ledges, and grabbed something off a pedestal. Then, i'm not sure what she did, but the walkways started to rumble. Uh Oh. We ran as fast as we could, as the walkways started to collapse. Myself, the male and female managed to make it to the end of the walkway. The Manticore was having trouble...the walkways where already falling around us, he was jumping from piece of falling debris to piece of falling debris. I looked him in the eye, and that moment was enough to communicate was was going on. He was sorry, and wanted us to continue on without him and that he will be okay....The last piece debris fell, and he stayed on top of it, riding it down into the abyss. I called out his name as he fell....it was very sad. I was close to him. From remorse, to anger. A seething rage built up in me, they would pay. One of my collueges said my name, and i turned around to be facing the 2 girls. As i thought, these women where no mere goons. I didn't know who they where, but they seemed powerfull. They where both taller than all of us, maybe 8 or 9 ft. One had black hair and oen had blonde hair. Their skin was not human. It was a mix of purple and dark blue...the colors fading into themselves all over thier bodies. They appeared to have some kind of natural armour.




...One of the them charged us. She was fast. She stabbed the girl that was with us. Put her fist right through her. Shit, we need to move...The male with me starts running towards the upper cliff, one of them follows him. I hope he will be okay. Now this one is left just staring at me...I haven't moved from the cliff. This is a 50/50 chance i can pull this off....i get in a defensive position, trying to make it seem like i'm going to fight her here. She remains still for a moment, but i remain cool so as to not expose my plan. Finally, i notice a few muscles in her leg move ever so slightly. Yes, it worked! i side step, and just as i did, she dashed right to the edge of the cliff, right where i was standing. she looks rather confused, and is trying not to fall. I'm behind her, and i say into her ear , "say hi to -insert manticore name here- for me." And i kick her right off the cliff. Good riddance. I look over to see my male friend attempting to fight the other one, but it's too much for him. He is killed....i sigh to myself....all of my friends are dead...this is not going well....suddenly i spot that pedastal one of them was at earlier. I begin making my way up to it. Un-fortunantly, the demonic girl didn't forget about me. Thankfully, my friend had led her a bit of ways away. She was fast, and closing distance even faster. I ran to the pedastal. There was on orb on the ground..it was clearly in the pedastal before. I pick it up and scan for a way out of here real quick. There are two large doors at the base of the castle...with a small hole in the middle of them. About the size of the Orb. Right...i get it....i began running towards the door at full sprint...the demonic was getting rather close now...too close for comfort...and there was...more? shit. I would never make it to that door before they caught up to me...unless....
I still had an ability left, another trick up my sleeve. I could summon a war horse, but only for short amounts of time, and it had a rather long "cooldown" (inb4 smite, yeah, this probably where it comes from) . I summon my war horse and begin riding very fast towards the door. Those things are not able to keep up. as soon as i reach the door i jump off and the horse fades into the night. I put the orb in the door, and it creaks open. I remove the orb, and slam the doors shut. I turned around, and i was in the some kind of dining hall in the bottom of the castle....i stopped for a minute to dwell on all the sacrafices up until this point. I sigh to myself, and begin my journey into the castle.....

and they dream fades as i start walking. I've had many dreams trying to infiltrate this castle. And i never seem to quite get in there....very frustrating.

I was laying in bed and I eventually let my mind go. For some reason the first thing that I thought of was my college bathroom. I am in my college dorm bathroom but everything is backwards, along the wrong wall. A nose pinch just to confirm it. Oh, yeah, I just dropped. I've only done this twice before. It's basically like a WILD but it happens right when you go to bed.
I thought for a moment about my lucidity. Feels nice and strong.
I can't recall exactly what happened, but I was messing around with my dream appearance. For some reason my eyes were changing colors and drifting into comedic positions on my face; like my cheeks and the top of my forehead. I eventually used a voice command to stop my eyes from doing this. I spent a long time staring at my reflection in the mirror.
I was thinking about how I look so odd in dreams. I was thinking about how I wound up looking like this in my dreams, with eyes that don't match. For some reason my orange eye was hazel.
I was able to play around a little bit with the length of my hair too. I made it really short and really long. My hair was also black, rather than brown like it is IWL.
I played around with my face a little more. I for some reason managed to change into an Asian boy who looked a little like me, and then an Asian girl with a ponytail. For some reason I thought it would be funny to run around the dream-world like this.
I recall at least twice I almost lost the dream, and tired to save it by throwing on the faucet and drinking cold water.
I went to the door to leave, and told me that it would take me somewhere that I wanted to go. I opened it and found myself in a park in a beautiful tropical destination. It was surrounded by stucco condos on all sides, save for some gaps. There were a couple of yellow concrete high-rises in the distance, and a huge ringed planet in the sky.
"Man, I am on a roll tonight!"
I explored the area for a little bit, and didn't really find anything all that interesting. There were some flowers in the park area and some exotic plantlike, but nothing too memorable. I wanted to see if I could find Manei or Marcus anywhere. I just couldn't. My mom and dad appeared and asked me if I wanted to watch the rocket launch.
I tried to fly at one point, but I couldn't get the flying to catch. I felt too heavy. I decided it wasn't worth my energy and gave up rather quickly.
Just then I saw a bunch of men pulling on ropes and they raised a long, thin, white rocket with a single man sitting in a chair on top. The rocket narrowed slightly as it went up and had at least a dozen stages. I questioned how a rocket like that would function. I decided not to focus too much on the thought and laid down some stabilization, reminding myself that I was lucid dreaming.
I decided to focus on what I had come here to do, get answers with Manei, help her if possible. I saw a beautiful beach-side manor with a glass wall showing the front room and decided that would be Manei's house. I went up and knocked on the door.
A middle aged man and two identical women came to the door. I asked for Manei. He said that she was in the back, sleeping. One of the women reminded him that if I came, it was okay to wake her up. They led me into her bedroom in the back. It was a total dump.
I jumped up onto the end of her bed and perched on like a ninja on one of the posts.
"Well this is just a little ironic"
"Zzzzz! Huh? What? *sees me* Oh, I know why you're here! What happen last night. (That was two nights ago, but I know what you're talking about.) That was not mistake! I not sick or sad or anything. I test you right, but you fail. You take many test, pass all but that one!"
"Wait, you only formally told me that you tested me one time..."
"Yes, that was lucid test, that was first test. I test you many times between then and now, just not tell because it part of test, all pass, looks very good, yeah."
(You're not going to be passing an English test anytime soon. That or maybe she was speaking this way to get to the point faster. In that case you are a genius, Manei. )
"What was that test on, anyway? Emotions? Judgement? Compassion?"
"No, but it was in that category."
"What is the purpose of all these tests anyway?"
-A long ramble that I didn't bother to remember, the dream faded despite me banging my hand on the base of her bed trying to stay in the dream. I was more focused on hanging on to the dream than listening to what she was saying. Something to do with 'higher ups' and these dream tests that we have been participating in.
"...These tests very hard, most people no pass first time. The reason they hard is dream guide and dreamer must work together. Some time problem with dream guide; some dream guide mean. No appear for dreamer, no want to work hard for them, or think dreamer too stupid, not worth their time. They dream guide; if dreamer stupid, their job to make them wise. Job as teacher look easy, not easy if done correctly. Have to work as hard as student, sometimes harder.
Sometimes dreamer, too violent, always want fights, or, sometimes sex, sex, sex, all they want. Even if dream guide try and teach, no pay attention; dreamer have thick head. Most of the time; problem with both dreamer and guide. In order for us to pass through together we have to trust each other completely and give all our effort"
I was in a black void by the time she finished that last sentence. I paused for a moment and could see a rectangular white light in the upper right hand corner of my vision.
"I want to wake up right now!"

I false awoke into my college dorm. I did a nose pinch, but it didn't work for some reason. I started shuffling around in the dark looking for my laptop to log onto DV. Somebody had left the door open. Around the time I was booting up my computer I woke up for real.

Well... wow. There are really two ways of looking at this. One obviously just being my subc trying to explain the weird stuff that Manei has been doing in recent weeks or the other that I really am being tested by some 'higher ups'.
Both the spiritual and scientific interpretation of this are equally terrifying.

My biggest question is 'What happens now?' This storyline is obviously gonna play through one way or another. am I going to take the same test again? Or another one? Or have to start over? Or maybe I'll just pass anyway because I'm that awesome.

Another question is, the lucid barrier. That was put there to train/test me, but I managed to damage it. Is that cheating? Well if it is; too bad, so sad. I'm f*cked. I should probably admit that I did that.

I managed to get back to sleep after this. The dreams it yielded were not lucid, though. I recall reading something that was chiseled into boulders that were thrown into the lake behind my house. There were hundreds of them, filling the lake
I was then talking with some girl on a bike about song lyrics by Infected Mushroom.

There was also something to do with my Taekwondo studio.

No dreams recalled.

This is a reoccurring dream.

One of the first things I remember was that I was somewhere near PEPE and there was a rally going on. I had a feeling that I was parking a car, but in fact I parked a knife... the old grey knife that we used to have in the kitchen. Strange. I parked it near some bushes.

Then I went up where the cars were racing. I cannot remember whether I saw any, but I think I did.

Next thing I know, I am on a cross motorbike riding across the fields behind Drzkov. There are two girls on horses. I think I knew them at the time, but cannot remember now. I am sure one of the horses is the old, nasty Magda - Popelnice s artrozou. They start racing me and I am somewhat slower than them. I now that this is not my bike and that my bike is stronger. With mine I could have outrace them.

NEXT

I am at home with my sister. There is no one else. Suddenly I hear some noises from the attic. Steps in fact. I look at my sister, and we exchange looks such that we know we have to go and look what it was. I take a knife... again the old grey knife. I walk in to the lobby and the door upstairs slam closed! We both jump and are little frightened. My sister a lot. I start walking up the stars and I can feel my sister shaking violently.

Then I think to myself, how am I going to walk in without the person attacking me, or kicking the knife off my hand? (at this moment I wake up a little bit... but I go back to sleep as I want to finish this).
I call some friend that I know has a pack of wolfs or dogs or so. He then walks up the stairs, the wolfs are all excited and ready to attack pulling the leeds.

I wake up....

Lots of little scenes, most forgotten, nothing epic.

+ close up 3rd person of "me" with my beard and weird mustaches, looking for grey, I see the moment a few greys appear. Lasts a minute or two, I'm really amazed at my long dark brown wide mustache blowing in the "breeze" of my breath. I'm amazed that is me, there's no grey whatsoever in that beard/moustache. Close up of throat with scraggly beard, also no grey at all, then "ah HA" there appears some grey, that's the moment it started.

+ in a bar, can't think of anything to ask for so I ask for a "bud". Was part of some adventure, I knew the bartender, who was satisfying some debt he had with me by giving me this beer.

+ Standing at the vending machine, I think some jello is coming, there's a large white rectangular dispenser area, I look into it and see some juices running down from the insides of the machine, I think this is the jello juice and imagine the machine is somehow preparing it. My attention is drawn to a window a few feet away where I want to get a paper plate for my jello, otherwise I'd need to use my hands, but some people are walking by and I don't want them to step up to the machine to take or to breathe on my jello. Back to the machine it produces a large , it dispenses a big plate of light colored jello (with whipped cream?) I gather my jello feast up into my arms and walk off to eat it, some people are commenting on a my jello, something about a black announcer on the TV?

+ I'm sitting towards the left end of a long breakfast table, I sense this is my large family's breakfast table. It's my turn to clean up, everyone's getting up to leave and I'll have to gather all the dishes myself, I say "what about your dishes?" in a foreign language. I'm piling plates on top of each other and utensils on top of the plates. My brother-in-law is joking that my younger son was sitting in front of a beer and that my son was playing with the foam head on the beer (blowing it away, poking at it), I think my son wouldn't be sitting with a beer. Moving towards the opposite end of the table, someone says "Is that Hilary Clinton in the garden?". A woman is being bossy giving me directions on exactly how to clear the dishes and carry them outside where they need to go, I'm really annoyed at her directions and cut her off, saying "Why not just DO IT and be done with it, rather than talk endlessly about it, just DO IT" and I gather up piles of mugs stacked high and take them out.

+ I'm sitting in a chair, a female (my wife?) is naked and bent over with her "stuff" directly in my face so I dive in orally. I quickly detect something hard that shouldn't be there and pull out a little chunk of baby carrot. I get deja vu, I think this happened before, earlier (maybe it did?). I then dive in again with vigorous tongue action and she starts to moan.

I'm driving in traffic quickly it's dark outside and hard to see out the window (rain?) and I almost change lanes into another car which I saw at the last minute so I move over to the right lane but this means I will miss the turn, I'll have to make a u-turn and come back.

I'm in some building on a bike I think I'm in my college University?

I feel like I'm on N-side on Eu ave in B near the U, I'm thinking about a casual female friend. I will go to see her, she works(?) around here it will be a surprise, but I will not ask her if she's seeing other guys, because that's her business, but will she think that because I'm not asking her about other guys that means that I'm seeing other girls? Walking on the sidewalk up a hill while thinking this. Come to a tight corner, walk around some people who are avoiding the black girl lying down with her naked legs sticking out into the walkway, I step around her and look and see she's guarded by a black labrador dog with "Japanese eyes." I see also right there two petite college girls resting, their clothing is completely soaked, they must have been playing (frisbee?) in the fountains.

I'm on a bike, and I realize I don't have my helmet on, that's not good. I'm heading over to Sol. avenue? (audio only) Some feminists are talking about a fundraising problem, they've discovered that some of their donors's money came from pornography. There are white snakes of slime on the ground and I'm riding over them, I get some snail slime on my left hand and I'm trying to wipe it off on the ground as I walk/ride.

Lucidity - 7
Vividness - 7
Control - 8

I had a previous dream where I realized in the end I was dreaming. I feel the dream begin to slip. I wake up and remain entirely still. I can feel my feet slightly hanging off the end of the bed. I relax for a minute and fall into a dream.

On the right side of my vision is a loading bar. It looks as if as the bar on the side loads, the background of my dream is loading. Very strange, but kind of cool.

I realize I'm flying. The land is is very similar to minecraft in terms of blockiness, but that fades over a few seconds into a realisitic landscape. In my head I understand I'm an airbender and I'm flying with another advanced airbender. As we fly we come across a large futureistic looking city. I fly around close to the ground just enjoying flying. The person I was flying with notices some illegal activity and we come by to help out. We land, then begin chasing down some old woman through a back alley. We come out the end of the alley against 5-6 firebenders. A trap. The woman runs off as one of the firebenders hurls some fire at me. I use my airbending to stop and trap the fire in a ball in front of me, then hurl it back twice as strong.

I can't remember anything more. My memory of the dream is bad since this was like 15 hours ago.