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#292 - DILD - Time Unknown

I don't remember the beginning of this dream but I know I am caught up in the emotion of it. I enter a public bathroom and see 3 or 4 large burly men enter behind me. I recognize them and know them. There is bad blood between us and I know why they followed me.

Suddenly, I realize I am dreaming and feel invincible. I decide to get this over with and fly straight into attack mode. I punch one in the jaw and then punch the side of his face with the other fist, slamming him hard to the floor. I upper cut the next guy and slam the palms of both my hands into his midsection causing him to fly hard into a tiled wall. I think all this is too easy and unrealistic so I allow the next guy to get some hits. There is no pain but my vision becomes jumbled and I feel like someone has my hands restricted behind me. OK thats enough. I blindly throw some punches connecting with ease. The fight is now over and I have to focus to see again.

I am looking at a large wall mirror. My appearance changes several times into people I do not recognize. I don't worry too much about it and feel more interested in summoning a gun. I never get to shoot in dreams. I blind summon an Uzi and shoot at the glass. I get the effect of blasting holes and shattering glass but the mirror also stays in tact as if there is a impenetrable second layer underneath.

I decide I want to burn the place down to hide the evidence and any possible fingerprints. (Why do I always worry about fingerprints in LDs? ) I think, flamethrower, and begin shooting unrealistic and unconvincing flames all over the restroom. I feel as if I have to pretend as I go but push through until I feel satisfied.

I move to the exit and look outside. Peeking around the brick, I see a small and empty lot surrounded by chainlink fence and thick forest beyond. To the left, I see the begining of a street. I hear police sirens in the distance and imagine several cop cars racing toward my location from a nearby highway. I exit right across some pavement, summon something like a bolt cutter, slice a rip in the fence, and jump into the thicket. I slide down a muddy hillside feet first and begin running along a path in the forest. I enjoy the feeling of effortless running. The muscles in my legs stretch and tense with each pounding stride but I feel no fatigue. It's a nice feeling.

During my run, I lose lucidity. I begin thinking about how I could live off the land and stay here for an extended period. I see a dying skunk in a vegetation pile and consider eating it. I have some internal dialogue and quickly decide it's a bad idea. I come to a burned out old brick building with parts of the wall missing. I decide to make camp here and lay down on a soft bed of dried leaves. I am suddenly exhausted and try to sleep.

I think about how I should call my mom and let her know where I'll be for awhile. I imagine what I will tell her as I rehearse my conversation with her. I think I will tell her that I am in the state forest and I can live off the land. I'll probably stay for about 4 years like Tom Hanks on Castaway. I don't have a job anyway so it's really probably best this way but it's going to get so lonely here. I think I could probably steal a cow from a nearby farmer but figure that's a lot of meat all at once. I think that if I steal any livestock I should get a goat for milk. I see all of this in my mind like a vivid daydream.

I briefly wake and fall back to sleep before I can DJ.

#291 - WILD - Time Unknown

I wake from a failed WILD attempt, roll over, adjust, then watch HI. After a few moments I get a vivid image of being in Best Buy. I say to myself, "This is a dream." Suddenly the scene goes from being just a static image to an actual subversive environment. The feeling was like stepping to a painting. As always I am filled with and intense sense of awe and wonder.

I begin walking and realize I have a sledge hammer in each hand. I hear and feel then hit the floor with each step like I am using them for canes or walking sticks. The situation feels awkward and let it go.

Unfortunately, my vision is far too blurry and I try different techniques to clear things up. First I shout, "Clarity now!" as I clap my hands. Nothing improves so I try a technique that I have been pondering over for a while. I blind summon some glasses and put them on. I get spots of clear vision but it doesn't last. Not wanting to waste too much time on this, I decide to just move on and not worry too much about my vision. As I walk around taking in the dream, I begin to feel euphoria as I enjoy just being lucid in a dream. It has been way too long.

I remember my goal to try some ice magic but decide I should wait for the dream to clear up. I wander around looking a different displays and items. I come to a section that starts to look like a clothing section at Wal-Mart. Something about this feels unstable so I turn back. I come to an open laptop with a strange symbol and a space to enter a password. I begin striking random keys believing that whatever I type will be correct but nothing seems to be working. I feel some instability and think I should move on. At that thought, the laptop vanishes.

I continue on and see many flat screen TVs on a wall. Some begin to look like super large tablets. I say, "Hey. Those are tablets." I think that if I turn can turn one on I could enter into a new scene. Before I can do anything the dream fades out and I wake slightly.

I try to enter my dream into my DJ but quickly realize this is still a dream. I decide not to worry to much about forgetting and try to relax into a new scene. Unfortunately, I lose lucidity and don't remember much else.

Dream 2. I’m watching from around a corner as a woman and two men stop at a room. The woman hesitates before telling them to leave this room as it is.

I feel like she was someone who worked on houses and maybe wasn’t the best person ever. The room was her (presumably dead) daughter’s and she wanted to leave it like it was.

When they leave, I go into the room. Recall is a bit fuzzy here, but I start looking for stuff to take. I figure the girl wouldn’t want her stuff to just sit around and go to waste.

In a side room, I’m putting the stuff in my knitted jacket pockets. I have to climb over some things because it’s kind of messy. I unhook a small electronic device. It’s a little scratched up but I know I can sell it for something.

I worry I won’t be able to get much more since my pockets are getting full. I look around for a plastic big but the ones I see have things in them. I think about emptying one. I look to the window, wondering if/how I can get out from there with my stuff.

I’m over to the left of a desk looking through the stuff on it. I see a notebook and look through it. It seems to be a diary, and there are some doodles in it. I’m surprised to see some Pokemon head doodles, one of them was Torchic.

I flip some pages and stop on Death Note head doodles, one being Ryuuk. I start to feel sad. I stop on some writing and see the name ‘Rose’ (from Homestuck) and think ‘if I have one more thing in common with her I’m going to cry’. I read a bit further and the writing turned out to be some other story.

Notes: I tried to do a MILD, but when I woke up after 5 hours and did my mantra, I could not get back to sleep! Even after I gave up and hoped fo a DILD instead. Maybe it was partly due to excitement, but it was also unusually hot for being so early in the morning (3am). Of course this affected the rest of the night because I was more tired than usual. :/

Fragment. Sooomething about eating salt…like, right out of a measuring spoon.

Inspiration: Either from me thinking about the sea salt I got recently or me wondering where the salt went in the chapter of One Piece I read yesterday.

Dream 1. In a house, a girl tells me that ‘she [the house owner] didn’t know they were going to be like this’. I look into another room where a big group of people are partying it up. Apparently there was supposed to be some house project going on.

I’m talking to the girl and she shows me how these two guys (can’t remember their names, they were generic like Mark and Carl) were credited. I say something like ‘even though they didn’t do a good job?’ and she replies that it was done by the company, these people didn’t have a say.

Then there was something about another girl coming in, and this girl I’m talking to says the one guy was bad, but ‘you [other girl] need to tell the other one you loooove him’. Other girl leaves the room.

-Jump-

N’Doch from the Dragon Quartet series is driving a bike down the road (possibly having left the house in my place). He’s going pretty fast, buildings and scenery passing by. At one point he looks to the left and sees some tombstones. This part was pretty vivid!

He notices some other guys surrounding him; I think they were on other vehicles. They’re challenging him. He’s reluctant, but he starts going faster. He turns the corners so fast and expertly.

There’s only one guy left, but soon enough N’Doch is flying ahead of him. The guy is surprised when N’Doch turns right instead of left. He thought N’Doch lived that way or something.

N’Doch loses the guy as he pulls up to a building and drives into it. He drives the bike up a few flights of stairs and through some rooms full of stuff, before he comes to his pad.

He climbs up onto an area and a grey cat comes up to him. He says something like ‘you can sleep here’ and puts it down nearby.

Inspiration: Finished Dragon Quartet recently. My cat Smoke is gray. Bike might come from thinking about the bike trigger in my dream palace.

A summary of a few mostly uneventful short lds, possibly the result of pre bed work. This was inspired by CL's success in Jan and his following bed time lds, combined with my need to skip some wbtbs.

Date: 23 Feb

Pre bed: 500 mg Omega3, 200mg val

LD: In a classroom and teacher scolds me about blocking the way. I start a speech about classmates, realizing it's a dream. I briefly have a conversation with my teacher who says something cool about time I can't recall. I contemplate leaving the room, the dream ends.

Second? ld where I become lucid in class!

LD: Initial setting - birthday party with friends and relatives. The front changes to deep water, I'm standing at the edge, my awareness goes up, I caress a dophin, where it emits some positive emotion. I become fully aware and go around exploring the street (this actually felt like a somewhat longer dream but blacked out and recall is messed up). I run into gradma's DC on the street which leaves me surprised as I didn't have the vaguest thought about her in that moment. Dream fades


Date: 26 Feb

Pre bed: 50 mg B6, overall vivid dreams

LD: In a friend's place, awareness gradually increases, I explore the building, then climb back in, changing the windows so that there's always something to hold on to as usual with dream climbing. I go to this friend's toilet where I lose lucidity.

LD: I'm busy following a trail of Brazilian Olympics miniature toys on the street and into a building. After going through a number of rooms collecting items, I enter into a new room and become lucid, start telling the DCs that this is a dream. A moment later they become very blurry and out of focus, the dream ends.

3/16/14

6:39 am non-lucid

Dream Part 1

For our class, we're given bamboo sprouts to plant in bottles. I love the idea, but am overall saddened that as usual my fine motor skills (or lack thereof) get in the way, and creates a mess. I try to explain this to my teacher, who is Chinese (resembles my East Asian history teacher a little, but not exactly her), but she doesn't understand and instead is disappointed in me for not trying hard enough.

We receive Japanese children's books. One of mine is from a segment on children's books I remember from Japanese TV (not in waking life) and I feel excited. I think to myself, we can use these for Tadoku (a foreign language reading contest), especially my Japanese language club members who are doing Tadoku for the first time.

I approach my teacher. Somehow I end up talking to her in Chinese, just a little tiny bit. I remember using the word "hanyu", which means Chinese language. I tell her I had a Chinese teacher who taught me a different subject (something related to Japanese and maybe Japanese sign language).

Scene transitions to a video in which you control where you want to go in the scene, like a video game. I remember this is the set for something with Japanese Sign Language and this must be how they made the films. As I realize this the film becomes clearer in vision to me as a dreamer, but grainy to my dream-self, artificial.

Before I join my "bamboo class", my teacher notices me from afar while I'm talking with someone else near the entrance of a room at the end of the hall. My teacher wants me to come to class, even though there should be a few hours before class left. When I get there, it's another class. I think math.

I have this worry mid dream that I'm not wearing underwear because I had to throw it away or put it away, but realize I am wearing underwear and am relieved.

Done writing dream at 7:19 am.

9:38 am non-lucid

Had a dream Mittens (my cat) was in my car. (Recalled triggered by hugging my other cat, Miitan.)

I wasn't so happy about Mittens being in my car instead of safe at home. She would escape many times when people would come into my car and I had to drive them around. Because I was parked at my home church with a large field, thankfully it was safer and easier to catch her than a busy street.

At one point I went to my mom's, where my sister-in-law was having her second wedding ceremony with my brother. But I missed it (though I didn't care to go, they're already married). She and others talked about how I missed it. Not mad at me, just teasing. I got so mad/frustrated, trying to explain that Mittens was in my car and I had to drive people around all day, but they just wouldn't understand. I yelled and screamed.

I realized Mittens was still in my car and imagined her lonely and thought it may be dangerous for her to be in the car that long. Thankfully, my dad came to me and said he took her back to my place (I think) and I was relieved.

Two girls at work persuade me to put on a red sparkly bustier. I complain that it's too tight and I want to take it off. But they tell me they can't take it off right because they're too many people around. While I'm waiting for the two girls to help me undress, I have an idea. I send one of them to go get a boy that I used to have a crush on because I want to him to see me wearing this sexy top.

Somehow I find myself wearing a sheer white nightgown with a black bra. I started running around looking for someone but then I realize this gown is way too see-through. I grabbed a plush white hoodie and put it on to cover up. Before I can zip up I run smack-dab into a guy. We collide and he has to grab me so I don't fall over. I can feel his hands through the sheer material.

I was walking through an estate full of mansions, and I was checking all the doors to see if they were locked. I got to the last mansion to find out it was the only open one. I walked in and went to the basement and found Walter from breaking bad, who then told me police were coming. We then got in a white car, which looking back i think was a Lamborghini, and then drove away, and that's all I remember

This is my first dj in a long time, might start trying to get at least one dream per night in here

This is from my remembering!
I dreamed it in 2012 or 2011 i don't remember really..
All right here it goes!

So.. Since the age of 5 i sometimes dreamed about a woman that looked like Satan!
She didn't have horns but she had that same damned skin.
Kinda like that Vampire girl in the movie "Fright Night" y'know the famous mov001!
She had short red hair!
Enough of bullshit let's get started shall we?
I had a Katana at the time and i was smart enough to put it next to me one night. (No i didn't accidentally stab myself in stomach)
I was hoping to dream about her because i wanted to kill her, she was haunting me in my dreams!
And there.. Every dream about her is in my Flat so it was here.
I got out of the bed and lights were turned on everywhere but kitchen and bathroom..
I got out of the bed and i was walking to living room with my Katana, She was behind the couch like always!
Then she walked fast and loud to me and kicked me to my door.
I slamed my body and head on the door and fell to the floor.
It was hurting like hell! Then she kicked me but it felt like i've been electrocuted every time she kicked me but it was brutal like kicking me in bones.. That mix is painful!
She was yelling at me but i took my Katana and sliced her stomach! It looked like Sagat's wound from Street Fighter 2.
She was holding her stomach as i kicked her!
She was running to the kitchen, there i said
"Enough is enough you dirty bitch! Go to your stupid hell!"
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" She screamed.
I sliced her head and blue aura was around her, her head wasn't cut but there was blue auras around her then she exploded!
I woke up.
I was smiling.
Proud of myself.
But still.. I was scared because she might come back!
But this is a won battle.

I have got to get back to dream journaling. Here is what I remember from last nights dream.

I remember being in a dark world( I think it was night) there was a dock by the ocean. I met a man and we decided to date and he was happy about that. He was bald and I touched his head and he had really dark brown eyes which I thought were beautiful. Then somehow I found out he was addicted to heroin and I told him that I couldn't be an enabler so we couldn't be together. Then things got panicky and really terrifying cause as soon as I told him that he tried to stick needles in my arms and I had to run away. Everyone in the world was a drug addict and I was trapped in the world cause there was a high chain link fence that kept me in there. And they all were trying to make me do heroin and it felt like if I did it once then I would truly be stuck there forever. I looked up and noticed an opening so I climbed the fence and manage to escape.

For the record I have never done nor met anyone addicted to heroin, don't know why I was dreaming about it :/

WBTB at 4 h after bedtime.

Lucidity comes about at the end of the religious lesson dream - when we leave the school building, I suddenly realize, that I got nothing to do with school any more for a long time.

So - I do my nose plug - yepp lucid - and remembering to do a proper senses stabilization as the main and first of all goals. So I look at a tree very intensely - at the bark.
And it does indeed get clearer and clearer - and fills my whole field of vision.
When I try to look somewhere else, though - there is nothing whatsoever left of my dream - and I wake up.
Should have moved, involved touch and not only looked at one thing - now I know..

Been complaining in the comp thread already - it's great on the one hand, how often I can get there lately - but once there - a lot is open to be wished for.
As said - I want adventure and it should look realistic and take long!
And I want my aliens!!

Just for my own motivation - I love the book "The Algebraist" by Ian M. Banks - there is a gas planet named Nasqueron with "dwellers" - and I so want to meet them and ask what they dream for the special task. Here is one of them:



It's supposed to be the height of say eight humans - and I'm visualizing them daily!
Maybe doesn't look as if you want to meet one - but they are fabulous - I want them in light grey by the way - I even drew one.


Okay - the dreams:

#1) Back in school and in a religion lesson - opted out of these irl - it's absolutely horrible - we get read texts, which make no sense - are even offensive and accusing all sorts of lifestyles of depravity.
But the teacher does have no natural authority - so I start behaving really badly - mock her - shout nasty comments, change places to talk to different people - one of my gay mates from university is there, too. And we start throwing things at her and chanting.
Pretty unusual - normally something doesn't work, or I fear something..
Yeah - but she gets the better of me by proclaiming, if I go on with it - I fail the class - and such my final secondary school exams.

#2) Been a while, I remember one of these - again I need shelter and go to my ex-boyfriend's parents house. It's in the middle of the night - but I'm lucky - no parents at home.
But his little brother - we chat a bit - he tells me Mr.X can't be disturbed, because he is soldering a very important circuit board. There is a violin in the shelf - and I think wow - lets see, if I can still play.
And I could - I played a while - but then - the part on the body, where the strings are originating loosened itself. It was clear, that it was not really damaged, but had to be put together properly again.
I tried to hide it from the brother - and managed miraculously - and fiddled about with the thing in non-literal sense this time. I managed - but didn't really trust it to be played or even touched roughly.
And went in to my X, forgetting about the importance - but he kept on soldering and talking to me at the same time. And told me something interesting - not for public consumption - but seems my uncon had something to say there.

#3) Again one of these - I got to really take note, when there is confusion as to where I stand in my institutional education - earlier it was school - now it was about where in university.
It's a bit boring to describe - I went into lectures and noticed, I had the certificates for them already - but always after almost despairing, how I should manage to take on that stuff they presented.
My gay friend was with me again - in a way it was like the second half of the first dream, just interrupted by the LD. I remember many details about it - like being in the cafeteria and they haven't got any strawberry cake left - despite everybody eating one on the tables.
And in the end, I met an other old mate from uni - and she told me, that I had long finished and my endeavours were completely useless.
Should have gotten lucid again from that - but didn't.

Fragment:
I was in a flat with a friend, and she was worried about two kids, if they would be in good care.
Which was sort of understandable, when the sitter appeared - she was enormously obese and wore a glaring pink mini-dress, made from such a flouncy fabric like some swimsuits are.
Her behaviour was not as mad as her outfit, though.

3,16,2014

I am in a group fitness room. The room is full of many people about to do yoga. Everyone is nearly touching each other because there are so many people and so little room. However, there is a gap in the middle of the room that no one is occupying. So, I move there and tell every one to move to create more space (this is very unlike me as I am usually quiet). People start moving. I realize that my mat is much bigger than everyone else's mats. This bothers me.

Next I am in a forest type area with a few houses. There are some friends with me but I cannot remember who specifically. I start walking through the forest (I think I am suppose to for some reason). Soon I get to a very steep slope which I must climb. It is not straight vertical, but still challenging. I climb it fairly easily, similar to climbing a rock wall.

After this I am inside a house. This part gets fuzzy. All I remember is someone talking about drugs, specifically acid. I say I am nervous to try it, but my friend tells a story of someone who tried it and is now fine. I am not sure, but I think we were all high. We go upstairs (I go first), sit on the couch, and are about to listen to music. I do not take any acid.

3/16/14

6:39 am non-lucid

Dream Part 2

I overhear a school's presentation in another class after hearing Japanese coming from the class. I decide to join in and watch and the scene transitions to outside at a Japanese concert with Japanese music. I find my friends and cheer. Then, it goes back to the classroom, in which I'm cheering for the presenter.

Not sure if this was the same presenter, but one of the presentations is about Conan O'Brien. Student dresses up, looking like Conan, has red hair. After the presentation I bump into him on the way to the parking lot and congratulate him. I'm charmed by him and almost forget that I'm headed to the wrong parking lot, supposed to be going to a satellite parking lot further away.

The guy is actually some sort of witch that kills its victims when he gets them to go back to his hotel with him. He is male, but has a evil female presence. I realize this. My friend is worried about me, but I tell her not to worry, I broke away and left for my car.

Somehow we do end up at the hotel. Me, my friend (female), my husband and that guy. I remember my love for my husband to avoid getting charmed by him, but I'm worried for my friend. All of the sudden, we're running from him and we go down to the basement (my mother's) to escape, but it's too late for my friend. She tells us to go, she'll hold him off. Her fingernails dig into the archway of the entrance to the basement stairway. He gets to her and kills her. This is when she comes to the realization of what the presentation really meant. Conan O'Brien was just a cover. The aspect of wanting to see him stood for loss, mourning and missing one's loved ones who have passed away.

This dream didn't make my heart pound or terrify me, but I still think it's a nightmare because I'm left creeped out, lingering into my waking life.

Was scared to go to the bathroom alone after I woke up and brought my husband with me. Scarily enough, the mirror to the medicine cabinet was open! I had him close it.

I also had this feeling towards the end of the dream that my own fingernail was digging into my skin (I don't know if it actually was in real life) and needed to wake up to stop it.

WELL WELL WELL.

Lucid Dream #1
Note: I've had lucid dreams before, but only a few. I'm starting at 1 anyway.

It started off with a false awakening, which are rare for me.

I wake up in the 1319 house (J room) and start getting ready for my morning (not even remotely realistic for a false awakening). The first thing I do is take a bath in the 2nd floor bathroom, and it's sort of strange and scary; the water is oddly dark and near both edges lengthways (how 2 describe ??) I can feel an uneven edge in the floor, some sort of precipice, little rough bits that threaten to cut me. I can't see anything, though. I'm also wondering whether a bath is really how I start my mornings, wouldn't a shower be faster? Don't I usually shower? Or I suppose it's usually a bath. My mentality seems to be present-day, despite the surroundings.

I may have spent a brief amount of time getting ready in my (J) room post-bath, but the next thing I remember is sitting next to Ben (he's wearing a grey t-shirt) in the living room, on the blue couch. There are some hints towards present-day reality, such as the fancy computers he and I are using, BLEHEHH. I'll write this part later it's too frickin' sad. (My brother was home over spring break and yesterday he headed back on a train so yeah he's one of my favorite people ever)

*SIIIGH* so at first I'm just brushing skin foundation over someone else's artwork in a big notebook, I'm not sure why. They used some sort of wet clay marker or something, so the skin foundation sticks to the art but not the paper. I'm havin' a good time just brushin' it everywhere even though on some level idk if I'm just hurting their art. The feeling was pretty cool though, very realistic. Nice detail.

Then I'm showing Ben some kinda audiovisual webcomic, or more that I'm just letting it play on my computer and he looks over sometimes. I don't remember the storyline very well, although I do remember it was kinda urban and at one point four guys were in a car, and the driver guy suddenly passed out or something, maybe he pulled over first, they were kinda just waiting for him to wake up. One of 'em gets out and takes a phone call from their boss, tells him the situation, gets his orders, and then leans down, sticks his gun in the car, and shoots the driver. The perspective was from outside the car so you couldn't see anything violent.

Lastly... ;-; I said something to Ben like "did you miss your train?" in a sort of awkward teasing voice, and he looked at me like I was crazy and said no, he didn't. I said "So you're in [college] right now?", and he said yes. This all came as sort of a shock. I considered the implications of this, that I must have been talking to him over Steam while interacting with a hologram, except that explanation wasn't a way to cling to reality; it was more that, because this was a dream, that sort of thing was possible. I did the nose-plug reality check, found I could breathe, and fully realized I was dreaming. (sry for tense change)

I get up from the couch and say "I'm dreaming" out loud just to confirm it. Everything feels very real. I walk towards the front door; I'm standing in the living room doorway when I hear Ben on the couch behind me. I look back half-expecting him to have changed somehow (something I'm worried about in dreams, you'll see later with the lifeguards), but instead he's completely gone. Dad's grey blanket is piled up where I'd just been sitting.

I focus on trying to get outside. My first thought is to phase through the glass; it seems like glass would be the easiest thing to phase through, but I find myself pressing my hands up against it instead. I'm sort of frustrated by this. I try for a bit longer, and then I decide to simply break the glass.

I slam it with my fist and manage to break it somewhat. The door is actually split into two sections of glass, top and bottom, separated by a wooden bar piece. I figure I'll have to break both, though the logic isn't all there, and continue punching the glass and broken edges (sustaining no pain or damage). At some point, because it's not really working either, I stand back, hold out my right arm, sort of brace it by putting my left hand on top, and try to summon some sort of concussive blast to shatter all the glass, thinking of Mega Man or perhaps Kadaj with his materia. Nothing happens. Then I try breaking the lower section of the glass with my eyes closed so it'll be easier to crawl through (logic ??). (My eyes-closed view was sort of interesting, because it was all dark except for a mental picture of the broken edges of the glass around the hole.) Finally I just stand up and try the (old, loose) doorknob like a normal person, and it comes off in my hand. Underneath is another one, slightly larger but also very old and sort of ugly. I try that one and finally manage to get out the door, opening the next door after it easily.

Now I'm outside in the 1319 area, in the daylight, taking in how real everything feels. I start flying up to the roof, thinking about the dreamviews competition (#17), and have no problems getting to the roofs of the townhomes. There are some smaller townhomes on top, minis. One of them has sort of a colorful beach house design, with a sign out front explaining that it was designed by a 6-year-old and is up for auction. There's an open house going on inside.

I get the idea to summon Ben back, and start calling his name, then turning around expecting him to be behind me. That doesn't work, so I head into the 6-year-old-designer house, still calling him. He's sitting on the stairs inside (green shirt now), which are so small no one else can get by, and I hear people on the second floor. I come sit by him, a bit lower on the stairs.

There's a sort of odd brown mug with a cover/lid of some sort on a convenient wooden platform (there's a better word) in front of us. I decide to try passing my hand through it. I hold my hand out palm down, fingers together, and try moving it horizontally through the mug. At first it doesn't quite work, and then I find my fingers passing through it rather slowly. It seems to be solid all the way through, not really a mug. The sensation of moving my fingers through it is like passing them through slime of some sort. One successful pass later, neither the mug nor my fingers are changed in any way. I try it again, a couple times, and while I'm trying the last time I say "it's like air!" out loud, in the hopes that it'll be a more "professional" sort of "passing through", more like a ghost. It doesn't work, though. At least I'm optimistic.

I go outside next, and, still on the rooftops, head up the street towards the mall. (I think, for the sake of convenience, I'll designate the direction I'm currently heading "North". The houses I'm walking on face West.) I see some sort of Stone Harbor-esque structures in the distance (Northeast) and go towards them; there seems to be an ocean or perhaps a bay on the East side up ahead. There's also a weird metal structure that I'm interested in flying to the top of, for no particular reason.

Now I'm walking North-ish down the street in the Stone Harbor area, no longer on rooftops. I start thinking about whether I can turn this into some kind of chase dream (or more specifically, "being chased"). As I'm thinking this, I notice five-ish lifeguard guys behind me, reminiscent of some sort of gang. I wonder if they're going to chase me, and decide to keep a low profile for a moment. I go around a corner and then busy myself admiring the detail of the dream, peering very closely at the white-washed wall, which has some ugly yellow spotted stains on it, while they walk by to my right. Then I investigate another wall (slate gray?) so my back is to them.

At some point as they walk by, I think about the way that things can change easily in dreams. It tends to surprise me how stable dreams are, given that when I try to imagine things IWL, I can't get anything right visually and it can't seem to hold steady. At this point, thanks to my thought process, one of the lifeguards abruptly doesn't have a head; only a sewn-up and scarred neck stump (thx Outlast). He keeps walking just fine, and I think his head may have returned after a moment. idk if that counts as a dream power so much as a mistake.

Next I fly around a bit more, maybe up to the metal structure, and then land next to a tide pool with minnows inside. On closer inspection, however, I realize they're actually small piranhas (some are still actively switching to being a mini piranha). I say something surprised out loud about piranhas. Then I hear a sound nearby, and look down to see a small frog/toad-looking thing sort of snuggled among the wet stones. I wonder if my dream wanted me to throw him to the piranhas, but decline to and move on. I think I probably woke up shortly after, without my alarm going off.

Re: the WILD attempt.
I woke up after 6 hours, tried to remember dreams but only got fragments, decided to write them down anyway, briefly reviewed BillyBob's WILD tutorial, set my alarm to wake me up in an hour and a half, and then laid down, on my back, to sleep. Then, for a while, I could feel myself slipping closer to sleep by degrees. I was trying to monitor how exactly it felt: the heaviness in my chest, the deepening layers of almost-sleep, my mentality. I could feel it when I slipped down another layer, and realized this was the closest to sleep I'd ever been while WILDing. However, at some point I rolled over onto my side; it's more comfortable. I should probably just start out there.

Eventually I started getting the hallucinations, and this time I tried to simply observe them, smothering my impulse to tense up. I was surprised to realize that I'd felt this sort of thing as I was falling asleep before, where I would hear-without-hearing someone's voice or some noise close by my ear, although the visual hallucinations were less familiar. First they were quick, flashing images, and then, a bit later, some static and fuzz. I kept trying to focus on clapping my hands in the front office of the 1319 house, and when I fell asleep I woke up in the 1319 house. I wasn't lucid, though. Could still use improvement.

1. [Non-Lucid] [Long]
I'm in a room full of people using PC's, I'm sat at the door, Emily is there and she wants to use a PC so the IT guy shows her to a PC and picks it up and carries it out of the room with Emily.

My old college tutor is there, she wants to go spy on them too see what they're up too, I join her (I'm worried I'l get caught though due to my wheelchair not being very quiet).

Now back In the PC room, Emily is now using the PC, I'm kinda trapped in the corner with my cousin Matt and a random guy in a wheelchair blocking my way out. I decide to start watching Matt, hes using a Mac and is scrolling through his iTunes music, I then comment "Pfff Macs, PC's are better", he then grabs my and starts punching me softly in the ribs while I am repeating "Get off, your gunna hurt me", he eventually lets go.

I'm now sat at a round table in the same room eating something off a plate, (forgot what exactly) It doesn't seem very appetizing, then Emily grabs my attention so I go over to her and she has found a secret passage and so I follow her in, Now were in Minecraft and I cant really see her because its foggy, then we exit the passage into a room, the room is filled with things made of Lego, it was pretty cool.

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Fragments:
1. In Minecraft looking around the big dark house looking for chests to loot.
2. Looking for a drink or something.
3. We run into a trap while in the army in Afghanistan I think.
4. Mum says I haven't eaten my chocolate orange, I look down at my desk and theres a bowl full of chopped up chocolate orange.

possible dream signs:
Emily, Matt, Tutor, Minecraf

Side notes:
Successfully WILDed but didn't actually enter a dream.