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4/27* Cool WILD experience from my bed but did not go anywhere. I had Special-K with dried strawberries cereal and milk which is not overly sweet so some carbs and milk during a 30 minute WBTB (about 8 hours into my night!). Slept one hour and woke up to urinate and then WILDed. I had some interesting HI's that I looked past to avoid focusing on them I felt light vibrations which I nudged on stronger and stronger and then everything stopped and there was absolutely no sound and I recognized that external input was basically shut down and I am essentially asleep. This is probably the most clear-headed I have been during a WILD which are fairly clear-headed anyway but some level of confusion before the dream has clearly formed. My dreaming mind is giving me an odd version of still laying in bed and I try to do the glottal clucking sound and it doesn't work right confirming I am dreaming (motionless RC). I start to roll over and my mind is creating my typical DC wife response of getting upset about me doing the lucid dreaming thing again so I actually lay still and she seems to go away or out of my experience. I realize my dream eyes are closed previously not wanting to open them too early. I open them and there is a big screen tv on my ceiling with some romantic scene playing (I actually watched the first 25 minutes or so of "In My Dreams" made-for-tv movie during the WBTB. I recorded on ABC or one of the networks last week. It was about a guy looking for the woman he met in his dreams.) The scene featured a gorgeous woman that looked a lot like the female lead in the movie I watched earlier. After watching it a while it changed into more like a super-8 film playing on the ceiling. Random jumpy scenes of a kid playing in a grassy area with a ball. I wonder if it is supposed to be me. I feel a little stuck and am not that interested in starting in my bedroom so I try a closed-eye teleport and have the sensation of flying through a grayish-black non-descript scene. It feels good but I wanted to end up in a nebula so I do another closed-eye teleport and am back in bed in my dream body and decide to try to roll out of bed to try my lucid dream from there. It is very hard to roll and I start to become concerned that I will move my real body and sure enough I fade back to bed for real.
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4/26 DILD spooning with a woman as we start touching more sexually I realize that I'm dreaming and we have sex. 137

I was driving with Desirae back home from a suburban neighborhood. She was going pretty fast and I tell her there's a cop behind us. She doesn't see him because he's in a civilian van but I can see his badge. We had ordered McDonald's but the drinks got delivered to some house in another suburban neighborhood so we went there. Once we arrived, we stopped at the house, the cop pulled up and started going into the house, which was his. I notice he's with Valencia County. We tell him about the drinks and after a while, he comes out with them and with one hand, gives me the drink and the other hand he shakes my hand. It threw me off guard. I'm suddenly in his house and get my keys to leave. I struggle with getting the right key but get it eventually. I'm in my car and notice Desirae already left and the guy motions me to go away. There's a green van that pulls up and I assume it's his wife. I start driving and am in Belen on Reinken and Main street. It's dark because all the lights are off and it's real cloudy with black clouds, like if it's going to rain. Someone tells me never to come by again and I assume it's the cop but notice it's another person. I think that's werid and that he might be hiding something so I decide to become a private investigator.
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I was riding around on a bicycle and appeared in Venezuela. I had music playing and was trying to find out how to get to my uncle's autoshop but got lost in some alley. I eventually made it out of the alley and onto a mansion where my family lived. I was riding my bike on the roof and made it into the mansion through a window. My family had just finished eating and they said that my mom had just left and after that, everyone started leaving.
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I was in my old apartment in Venezuela and was arguing with Desirae about something. Anders Breivik was there and he was helping her destroy my bike. I got pissed and went into my room, where Anders pulled out a gun and shot at me 3 times. I freaked out, grabbed my ar, chambered a round, and called the cops telling them what happened. I leaned out of my doorway and shot a girl who was coming at me with a knife. I camped out in my room because I thought Anders might be waiting for me in the living room or kitchen. Eventually, the cops caught anders outside the apartment somewhere. I think I had a false awakening during this dream.

I wanted to die.

I was with my friends and we arranged a date to die. We told our parents and they accepted our decision. Eventually, we arrived at this pond/mini lake/idk what to call it. It was me, Niki, Aubrey, Brittany, and Dani. Two of them tried drowning themselves but it didn't work so we arranged another date. This time, we would jump off a cliff together. It took a bunch of delays, but eventually we arrived at this cliff. All our parents were there, crying. But it was like they accepted it. They would let us kill ourselves. During this dream, I woke up several times but would fall back asleep and return to it. Unfortunately, we never got to jump. But I would have loved to..

Let's run away
To a place no one can find us
Because no one would dare to look
Where we are going
There is no pain, no fear
A place so far away
No one could reach us
Once we leave
We will never be able
To come back
Because
You can't come back
From death

12.2.2014
This is a non-lucid dream but by far one of the most realistic longest dreams I have recently had (it felt as if lasting 2 days). In order not to insult anyone I will just call the country that the place I live at got attacked by "Country X".

It all starts out in my living room. It is just a casual day as I sit on the sofa with my Mum and Dad watching TV. Everybody is quite calm, but my mood is a little bit excited for some yet unknown reason. I suddenly stand up, apporach the window and see an old city center a few hundered meters away (that's not the view I normally see when looking out of this window!). Between the old buildings which are built of wood and clay right on a cobbled road there are many soldiers dressed in their dark green and brown uniforms. Everyone of them looks quite young and they are all armed. Using my binoculars I recognise that they are from Country X as they start running towards our town. I become totally scared as the army approaches, but my parents' mood doesn't seem to change as they just tell me to keep calm. I can't believe that they are not worried as I suddenly here people shooting. A few seconds later two of my best friends and a couple of neighbours appear at the door and want to come into our house. I can see the fear in their eyes as they have obviously heard the shots as well. We talk about the situation as all of a sudden a biting and disgustingly horrible smell a bit like chlorine seems to enter our nostrils. It dawns on me that we are attacked with phosgene which is a poisonous gas used in World War I. The feeling of this gas slowly increasing in its concentration is overwhelmingly real and I become extremly sick and feel like having to vommit. We all take some tissues in order to reduce the amount of gas that we breathe in (I suppose that in real that would be totally useless) and we all start running away towards the fields and forests near my house. Luckily there is not any poisonous gas yet and the sun shines down on us just like on a hot but peaceful summer day. Other people are just casually going for a walk in the forest. When I talk to them they assure me that there is no war, but I tell them that I have seen it and my friends confirm what I have just said. However the other people keep calm so we decide to move on. I soon encounter another friend of mine who seems to be informed of what's going on so he tells use to come with him. He brings us to the apartment of his girlfriend where we supposedly are safe as there is plently of food and water. My father suddenly appears there as well and tells us to go to a nearby supermarket in order to get even more food just in case we can't leave for the next few days. He decides that he himself goes to the supermarkt whereas I go back to my house to get some important things. When I arrive there nothing of the poisonous gas seems to be left, but right in front of my house there are huge white trucks driving by at a slow pace of 5 km/h. On their cargo area they are packed with different weapons and assembly parts to build a hangar. It dawns on me that Country X seems to be planning air strikes as well! Next to the huge white trucks heavily armed soldiers are marching. I pay close attention to one of them. He is wearing his uniform and a grey helmet. He has blue eyes and his look is very serious. He stares back and I feel as if he is piercing me with a fierce look full of hatred - but obviously he is not allowed to hurt me since I am a civilian, but he still looks as if trying to tell me that I shall fear this war. Totally enraged by this event I enter my house where my mum and my neighbour try blocking the doors with old tyres (seems useless...!). I gather important things and as I leave the house even more trucks arrive carrying massive weapons and troop supplies. As this view increasingly shocks me I slowly wake up drenched in sweat...

... Even though I am awake now this totally convincing dream in such familiar surroundings made me believe that there actually is a war going on and it took me a few minutes to actually realise that all of this has just been my imagination going crazy within my dreams.

All in all a very interesting dream that I honestly don't want to go through again. However I am still amazed by the details and especially the way this furious soldier made me feel just by staring at me as if wanting to shoot me on the spot!

April 27, 2014: FIRST LUCID DREAM: Last night after going to bed (in real life) we received a late night phone call. After getting back in bed and reciting my mantra “I will have a lucid dream tonight” I fell asleep for real.

In my dream I had yet to fall asleep after the phone call and was merely laying in bed thinking, when I grew concerned that my wife may have shut off the wall switch that controlled the power to my bedside lamp. Without getting out of bed, I tested this by pushing the switch on the lamp several times and indeed, it did not come on. This meant that if I needed the light to write in my dream journal later on, I’d have to get out of bed to turn the wall switch on, which I did not want to do as it would risk my recall. In my dream, I got out of bed and flipped the wall switch to “ON”. The bedside lamp did not come on...but this was possible because I wasn’t sure how many times I’d flipped the switch on the bedside lamp. All of this felt totally real. Hyper-real, in fact.

As I made my way by habit and feel from the wall switch near the bedroom door back to bed, I started to sense a growing anxiety or dread about being in our bedroom in the dark. I tried to turn the bedside lamp on, but it wouldn’t come on even though I had just assured myself it should come on because the wall switch power was definitely on. I appeared to be trapped in the dark, and in my dream I started to get anxious. I started to sense there was something wrong...something amiss...but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. I desperately wanted the light to come on, but had exhausted all possible remedies and didn’t know what to do next.

As my anxiety grew over the perplexing malfunctioning of the light, I had the realization...I’m DREAMING!!! This is a DREAM! That’s why the light switches don’t work! And of course...the excitement of being aware of the fact that I was experiencing my first lucid dream caused me to awake. The hyper-real experience of the dream and the joy I felt at having succeeded in having my first LD (no matter how short!) made this a most auspicious occasion!

Morning of April 27, 2014. Sunday.



This was one of those dreams as “realistic” (perception-wise) as life itself and a bit like an aspect of sleep paralysis, but without the main “buzzing” stage of sleep paralysis itself and with all of the senses (I have never experienced sight of any kind in conscious sleep paralysis). However, the most dominant sense in this dream turns out to be touch, which is often of the most vivid dreams overall. This is like many other dreams I have had with some sort of “liminal world” between waking and reality and where the sense of touch is as real as reality, yet not related to what is really going on at the time regarding my real physical body, and it is mostly dark at the most vivid point. Such dreams also have very pleasing energies, even though somewhat distorted in physical orientation.

I am at the computer in the front room and there are a few different noises outside coming in through the open window. (My desk is outward from the northern wall so that the computer screen actually faces the window but I usually have the thinner curtain down to prevent glare on the screen). At this point, it seems to be early morning and everything is bright and with good lighting. I glance outside and notice three vehicles parked along the street (car front to the curb as they often park, rather than sideways). One of the vehicles, a newer-looking green car, is facing our house. Another vehicle is a black truck next door, with a white Australian of about thirty standing near the outside of it, which is unlikely at the time, as most of the people next door and the house next-door to that over the last few months have been Tibetan, Nepalese, Hindi, Arabic, and Asian seasonal workers - often illegally overcrowded (but since the recent investigation by fire marshals and police, there has been no one living there, it seems).

I seem to be working with mandalas and mantras on the computer and typing affirmative dream scripting in very complex but yet poetic structure (as I do in real life). This is ironic because I am already in a dream that is about as vivid and (for the time being) “physically correct” as one can get. I mention in a soft voice to myself about how the “idiot” outside is being annoying by continuously dropping things. At first, I “feel” that he has heard me and is getting very angry, but nothing happens and I realize that was not the case at all but that he is talking to himself about his mistakes in fixing the truck. He drops a carburetor on the street, which for some reason, makes the loudest noise yet and he then goes “Shhhhhh!” very loudly as if he is telling himself to be quiet - he even says “be quiet out there” to himself a little later, but not that loudly. (As almost everything in the known universe in Australia is annoyingly truncated to a form ending with either an “o” or “y” sound - it would have been a “carby” that he dropped before seeing the footy on the telly that arvo, as “carbo” is already taken for carbohydrates - though in fact, this may be my dream telling me that I consume too many carbohydrates which I am sure I do.)

At any rate, it seems fairly amusing that he has shushed himself. However, it soon becomes pitch black in the room as my wife comes in to hold my hand and comfort me regarding the nuisance outside. I very vividly feel her hand and fingers in mine and moving within our clasp and I also wonder why there is not much light, because the computer screen would at least cast light, but I do not sense or see it. I then worry a bit about what has happened to the work I had been doing on the computer or if it is even on (In the back of my mind, I wonder if I had been doing all the work while the computer was off - but of course that makes no sense). However, a very peaceful awareness flows through the extreme vividness at this point. Everything is black, but the sense of touch and hearing (although only a very quiet “rustle” at this point) is amazingly enhanced. I adjust my position in the chair, but everything crosses the threshold from there to reality.

Slowly, I realize that I am actually in bed and I am on my left side facing my wife who is on her right side. My hand is not holding my wife’s hand at all (as it so vividly seemed) but is instead over her bare back. Her hand is intimately against and over my front, which makes me wonder how dreams work that way regarding very altered touch aspects from where the sensations and positions actually are. In a way, considering our actual orientation and where our hands actually are (as compared to my dream), it is quite amusing.

I'm talking about some books I want to read with my sister.
The sofa we are sitting on is full of books.
At once she goes to the window and looks out. She asks me if I heard that weird sound.
But there is some music in the room so I say no and I keep going through the books, looking for something interesting.
My sister comes back and she finds a book about bees and honey. I say it would be really boring reading about it, as it's enough to see a documentary, instead of losing time on that book.
She agrees, but I see she takes the book and I think that I should pretend to approve some decision of her, as it's about her life, not mine.
So I pretend to be interested in her book, but she says to let it go, that she knows why I'm doing it.
I feel ashamed, and I say that actually I don't care a lot about her bees and we laugh a lot.
Then I find a book about stones and she says that my eyes became bright when I read Stones in the World.
We laugh again, but in the meanwhile I hear that sound she was talking about before.
We look each other and at once we start to run in order to go out, as we recognised the whistling of my dad, when we were kids and he came back home.
But as we go down the stairs I start to feel sick, as the steps start to move under my feet and I fall down and wake up.

I couldn't remember my dream from yesterday, but from this night I could. I am having trouble to remember, but I am working on it.

I had two dreams fragments.

Fragment 1
This dream was about a series called W.I.T.C.H. (yes, I am watching this. I watch 'kid' series when I am stressed because it calms me down).
There was something about air or water powers and who's power is bigger/better/higher than the other. I see it as a triangle. But what is weird that I found/felt that the air and water powers are the greatest or the best, but I visualize a triangle were water and air power are at the bottom and not on top as I was feeling.
Here is an amazing homemade triangle that I visualized or also felt kind off =D, but I saw the words written in the elements (the letters are like water drops or vines from plants)

Fragment 2
I don't really remember a story (for me in dreams, I mostly dream like you are reading a book or watching a series. Like it is a story), this dream didn't have a story. I think I remember seeing myself or the dc character that represents me. I felt a strong desire for the movie or the name Peabody (movie Mr. Peabody & Sherman). What is weird that I don't know this movie (I watched the trailer like 4 moths ago), I have never seen this movie or had any strong desire to watch the movie.


I had also trouble writing down both fragments, because I was so tired that while repeating the dream in my head, before writing it down, I fell asleep again >.<

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I'm attending my guru's teachings and a sequence of odd experiences happen. At some point he plays a drum in a certain beat pattern, without explaining its importance or decoding its meaning. Then he leaves his seat and a midle-aged lady student moves in to play the drum, trying to recreate the same sound. She thinks it's ike a mantra, that we can replicate to help our meditation. But she doesn't play it right. I feel some uncomfort, like knowing she shouldn't be doing it, but it's not my business to decide that, so wat I do is correct her and guide her to play the right beats. At this point I feel my guru's eyes on the back of my head. I turn around but he isn't there. I also leave.
Then I am with my guru, but the timeline is not linear. I left with him and a group of select people who will stay with him for the next hours as he meditates and eventually doozes off in a more private place. He sits in the middle and we sit around on mattresses. We will be there supposedly for 17 hours, meditating and sleeping. At this point the lady hasn't plaid the drum yet, but then we hear the sound. The guru is a bit upset. Not only it disrupts this quiet moment we're meant to have, but this drumming sound is a sacred sound that shouldn't be plaid by just anybody. From this place here he sticks his eyes into the back of my head on that room, knowing all too well that my good heart enabled that lady to play that drum.
So he closes his eyes, but he also gets out and personally ensures this lady is punished with temporary incarceration on a cave nearby. I just know all of this because I see it all happening in my mind. As soon as he leaves the cave (and during all that time he was just sitting straight, eyes closed in front of me), I sneak out from this room, to go see the lady. i feel guilty, because I encouraged her to play and taught her the right beats, so I should be incarcerated, not her. I sneak out of the room silently, everybody is meditating eyes closed or sleeping, so I assume no one seems me going.
I find a way to communicate with the lady inside the cave and to say I'm sorry for her torment.
I can feel the presence of my guru, of course he knows I'm there, the whole time we've been in more than one place at the time and our actions seem to be all interconnected. She is me and I am him and he is me and I am her. He is smiling from afar.

This dream is of me playing GTA and minecraft, I don't see myself in the dream, just the game.

So it starts off as a GTA dream, it appears to be a secluded area, there's no one around and it's quite an urban area. But then someone else is in the game, I try to get them to come to the Statue of Liberty with me in the game. I try sending them a message but the person just gets in some sort of plane and flies off and around this island. Then the dream changes, I'm still in the same place, but now I'm playing minecraft, I don't remember much about this dream, but I remember me mining into the wall next to me and I find a mob spawner, but it has every mob in the game in this tiny room. I notice I have no iron left, so I decide to go in a mine so I can get some.

This morning, I was determined to attempt some kind of wake-induced technique. I had told myself that, if I was able to not move upon waking, I would try a DEILD, if I did move, I would try a WILD. As I moved before I realised I was awake, I decided to try a WILD. Just before bed I had watched a quite detailed video on the "stop, drop and roll" technique to WILD, so I did it.

The switching of positions went well, I did them at the right time. Once I had rolled over on my right side, I spent a few minutes trying to fight back the urge to move my legs and I managed well, so it finally ceased. Then, I started feeling my body was very heavy and I waited for the HI and HA to start. But apparently, they didn't come. Instead, I had the feeling I lost consciousness during (I guess) a few seconds and suddenly I would find myself in a dream-like scenario. This would last around half a minute and then I would find myself again in my bed, feeling that heaviness. This happened at least three times. I don't remember the first two of these scenarios, but I do the third. I was with two friends in a girl's car (I met them yesterday and we were sitting in the same way) and we were going to Tarragona through the highway (I did that road yesterday). The girl who was driving pointed out there was fog, but it looked like it was stuck to the ground. All of a sudden, I felt a drop of saliva tickling down my cheek and I awoke again. I started thinking about the "dream" that seemed to have started and I had the feeling I wasn't aware that I was entering a dream. "Dammit, you're not doing all this to have a non-lucid, stay aware". From that point on I kept saying to myself "I am dreaming", waiting for the next dream scenario to form. I felt my body vibrating (and the arm and shoulder I was resting on started to really hurt) and every now and then I would see a scene flashing before my eyes and vanish within seconds. I can't really tell if those were thoughts of mine, but it seemed they came involuntarily. However, not once I was able to hold on to one and let the dream form. Finally, my arm was hurting so bad I couldn't stand it anymore and I gave in and rolled over the other side. After that, I was unable to sleep anymore.

I have no idea how long this whole thing took, because I didn't look at the clock before I started, but I think it must have been 45 to 60 minutes. I felt really frustrated because on so many occasions it seemed like I was amost there, but I'm glad that I was closer to success this time than I've been in the other few attempts I've done.

Note: This is the first dream in about 3 years in which I can feel 'touch'. Unlike 3 years ago, the sensation wasn't more intense than in wake life, it was pretty equal

Date: Apr 27
Sleep Length: 4h + 5h
Techniques: DILD + WBTB
Dream Summary:
(1) Yesterday I spent the whole day on DV, so of course I'm dreaming of DV. It was a house and there was a bunch of people doing sleep experiments and trying stuff. I decided I wanna do one of those experiments, so I went into a certain room. It looked a bit like a hospital, there were some beds and on the beds there were camels, huge camels, with some pillows on their backs. One has lost its pillow, so I gave it another one. Then I climbed on top of it. For some reason the whole room was underwater now. I had some glasses and decided to wear them, then I realized I can see very clearly underwater. Sadly one of those glasses broke and I couldn't see that well anymore. I kinda managed to destroy many glass in the room (unintentionally). People were angry at first, but then we all laughed about it. I think we were talking about the movie "Finding Nemo" then. That's my favorite movie for children.
Later when I wanted to go there was another group which tried this experiment. They were all sleeping and some of them were naked for some reason. I was curious, I wanted to feel the camel skin/hair, so I approached it and touched it. Then I've actually felt it. I guess I never feel in my normal dreams because I don't focus on touch so much. The reason I'm starting to feel in my dreams now might be Daytime awareness.
I also met someone who was surprisingly nice to me.
Vividness (1-15), Awareness (1-10): 5/2
Emotions: curiosity
Tags: DV, experiment, camel, glasses, underwater, breaking, touch

Morning of April 27, 2014. Sunday.



I am part of a Star-Trek-like team that is on a mission to a distant planet (which seems to have no oceans or larger bodies of water) where dessert recipes will be shared as a part of some sort of potential long-term truce between at least the two main groups that had been enemies. There does not seem to be any aliens, though, mostly people who live on other worlds under different laws and cultural foundations. The spaceships do not really seem like Star Trek spaceships, though. They have somewhat of an industrial look, reminding me more of the original “Battlestar Galactica” series (never saw any of the newer version).

There is a lot of focus on two large containers, which are a bit lake mason jars but fairly big. Each jar is full of apricot and pineapple jelly - with chunks of each in each mix. Both jars look like they are holding the same recipe end results even though they supposedly came from completely different cultures with different tastes and ideas about food. The pineapple pieces are about one-fifth of a circular slice. I have some of it from (I think) a different container (for “testing”) and it tastes nice. This is rather odd, as my wife and I had just had a discussion in real life about how we have hardly ever had dreams of eating anything, and even so, how the taste usually seems “off” or different somehow. In this case, though, it tastes exactly as it should (which means there is a first time for everything as my mother used to say).

Over time, there seems to be confusion about why the two desserts taste so similar. There is not any anger at that point, though, just a sort of tentative suspicion, mostly on the part of the team who has landed on the planet (the other, more seemingly militant group, remaining in orbit, it seems). However, the last scene involves the “other side”, which is a man that appears to be Chinese, who suddenly grabs both jars and stands with his team members who are now assuming an aggressive stance. They appear to be standing on a narrower wooden bridge, perpendicular to where the other group’s smaller spaceships (possibly shuttles) are “parked”.

“I fight!” he calls out as his final words of whatever their conversation was about, and still holding the two jars, planning to take both back to his world.

Suddenly, realizing that he had been deceived, the leader of the other group gives orders to shoot them down. Lasers flash out in several beams at the other group from the small spacecrafts as they rise in the air at the same time (some of the men still standing about, though, including the leader), but the members of the other group are already being beamed away safely as the lasers go through them (or rather, through their residual after-image left as the transporting is being completed) with no threat to their well-being. The other leader looks extremely annoyed and disappointed at having lost both containers of apricot and pineapple jelly and also looks worried about the intensifying war on the horizon.

Shitty situation/ nightmare that turns into an LD:

I was drinking beer with some friends at a restaurant when they take off right when my food arrives. I get a to go box, wrap my food up and go to the front to check out. I had two beers and one plate of food and this lady tries to charge me $70. I look at the bill and I get charged for my order, one of my friends order, and a separate charge for insulting the waiter (I really did). I tell her that's bullshit and I'm not paying. I try to walk out and she attempts to shut the front door and lock me in. I grab the door as she's shutting it and dip out. I start running because I thought she was calling the cops. After running a block or so I was thinking, ok this is ridiculous. This isn't real. I don't even do an RC, I just take off flying forward.

I'm flying insanely fast in between these rows of telephone poles which seem to never end. I try to fly out from in between these poles but I fear slamming into them. I remember that they're not even really there so I crash into one on my left and phase through it and notice the white light shining to show I was phasing through it (Any time I phase through something it shines white light). As I continue to fly I arrive in an empty city made of glass buildings. There are no streets or anything else on the ground except grass. I wanted to practice shooting lightning out of my hands so I land on top of of one of the buildings. The top of the building is something like a 5 by 5 perfect square divided by individual squares. The glass square I land on starts to shatter so I jump, and it's like a 50 or 60 foot drop. When I land there's no impact which I was pretty happy about. I see an opening in one of the buildings and walk inside. After going down a ramp I end up in an office surrounded by individual rooms with all the doors and walls being glass. A portly man with glasses is working in a room so I try to shoot him with lightning. Nothing happens. I look at my right hand and flex my forearm. A blue light materializes in my palm and I extend my arm and push out about a yards worth of lightning out. After doing this with both hands multiple times I can't extend the length or width of the lightning. All of the sudden a monk walks down the ramp into the office, like bald head, orange robe, the whole nine. He shoots lightning out of his hand about the same distance I can (I should have tripped since a DC had powers, something I'm really concerned about and should've been more concerned about), but just more condensed. I should have asked him what he was or what he represented but I just kept trying to get my lightning blast bigger. Out of nowhere this iguana comes down the ramp into the office and gets on this monks shoulder. For no reason the scene transports me to a computer and I slip into non-lucidity and like this fucking iguana's post on Facebook then wake up. These LDs are getting ridiculous.

I was watching a documentary or show on Navy sailors committing suicide by drowning themselves when the ship would start to sink. They would tie themselves down to something and wait for the water to rise. I was suddenly on a ship while there was a thunderstorm going on. There were people shooting at us and a teammate was trying to save a downed man. I was crouching behind cover yelling at the guy to run. There were enemies above us on a catwalk. I shot at a few of them while my teammate tried saving the other guy.