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So me, Lia, Jack, and robot arm girl (Need a name for her) are vacationing on this tropical island. I remember seeing high, jagged cliffs and huge trees stretching hundreds of feet into the air. It was a magnificent island to be on.
Unfortunately, we wouldn't be staying for long. Jack wants to take everyone out on a boat. We all head down to the dock only to find out that our 'boat' is a dirty torn up old raft with some rusty piece of scrap metal attached to the back that might have been some sort of engine. We all pile in. The thing can barely hold all four of us, and it's leaking.
Jack leads the expedition onward. The 'engine' we have is pushing us along pretty slowly, and occasionally one of us will use a bucket to throw water out of the boat. We get out into open water to find it calm and still. A thick fog rolls in , and there are garbage rafts floating on the surface of the water. We cut the engine and begin drifting slowly. In one of the heaps of garbage there is a fishing pole. Jack asks me to grab it and give it to him. I do.
He casts it into the water.
Robot Girl: Psh, yeah right, like you could catch something...
Jack gets a bite. Then all of the sudden he gets pulled so hard by the fish that he gets pulled out of the boat into the murky water. Jack grabs the boat with one hand and holds the fishing rod with the other and pulls us along. With this setup we were actually going faster than we were with the engine.
I begin to speculate about the size of the fish that must be on the other end of that line.
In fact the 'fish engine' goes on for a couple of minutes, and we keep on picking up speed. We get through the fog and realize we are approaching another island and like 20-30 miles per hour. This is the best part; the fish runs our boat aground on the beach and begins flopping around in the sand. Jack takes his survival knife and kills it.
The island we have landed on has a seafood shop and they will supposedly have a master chef prepare any fish you catch. We all agree to eat... whatever kind of fish he hooked. I couldn't identify it. It was one of those big flat fish. It was almost sort of diamond shaped, and maybe 18 inches across. He cuts it into four pieces and then exclaims that he is too hungry, and can't wait for the fish to cook and eats his portion raw.
Gross.
We go into the seafood restaurant and they begin preparing the three remaining portions of fish. ]I am talking amongst my dream characters and become properly lucid.
I wake up.

I don't remember the particular order of these dreams, especially since they're mainly fragments.

A few acquaintances of mine (that I've never seen before IRL) are sitting with me at this fair. The fair resembles Seattle's Hempfest (haha), and I can feel the warmth of the sun in the sky. We're camped next to some vendors on a blanket, and apparently we're intended to sell curly fries. I can remember the smell of the oil & ketchup. We had a some-what decent amount on a tray, but it looked too complicated to sell individually. Clever me decides to get up to the 'help-yourself' section of the fair where there's plastic sporks, butterknifes, napkins, etc. There are varying-sized trays, but I happen to pick a handful of these to distribute the curly fries.

Our neighboring vendors whom also appear to've situated themselves on a blanket get competitive with us, stealing some of our fries to put on their American-cut fries. My partner and I appear aggravated, but that's the extent of our anger.

Another dream was set in DayZ, some town north of Berenzino. It looked different to the ideal town, but the church was still there. Here I am, firing my mosin at either zombies or people, but I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my heart as I constantly ducked for cover. I was pretty geared up, too.

Eventually, I stepped into another dream where the building appeared more formal. Maybe even a government building. The ceilings were tall, with some sort of (blue?) flag draping down the wall. I made my way to the women's restroom, where for some God-awful reason they appear so odd in my dreams. The stalls were low, so everyone can see a 360 of the other stalls. Somehow, I end up peeing for a while 2 minutes where during the process, about 5 Asian males enter the restroom. They, just as confused as I was, look around as if they were lost.

At least it wasn't another high-school dream.

June 29, 2014

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Amusement Parking Troubles

I was at the amusement park with Kristin, her boyfriend, Zukin, and my family. I was either high or slightly drunk, and we got in line to go on the Top Thrill Dragster. I remember being in the line and a bit wobbly, and then we were in the seats, and I was getting nervous because the harnesses were a lot more sparse than I remembered them being the last time I was on the ride... But I was trying to look unphased because Zukin, sitting next to me, was freaking out, so I was like putting my arms up in the air, then remembered that you're not really allowed to do that on this ride, because of how fast it accelerates. I was trying to explain the ride to her, but the red light turned green really quickly and we were off. I had been leaning forward when we started moving, and I was having trouble looking up again. I felt the ride go up, and the weightless feeling as it summited the peak and started going down, and I actually almost lifted right out of the seat, so I was grabbing onto whatever I could to keep from flying away.

After that, we were all walking toward Millennium Force, but we got separated, and decided to meet up at a restaurant-type place. We walked around to the back, and waited there. It was empty; there were barely any people there. It was all brown and not well lit, it actually reminded me a bit of one of the parties Zukin and I had tried to get into in Berlin, but one of the guys in our group hadn't been let in because he wasn't 21 yet; so we'd all left.

As we lounged around, waiting for the rest of the group to get there, two cars came driving through the outside portion of the cafe/restaurant. I asked the driver on one of the cars what they were doing, since this wasn't a road or parking lot. The driver had thought this was a parking lot, but I told them it wasn't again, and then left, trying to find a place to park. It was strange.



Research Award

I was in school, and had had to write and present a science research paper. I had done my research on Burgerfi frozen custard and what made it different from other frozen custards (haha!). I ended up getting an award for it! I was out of the classroom when they announced the award winners, so I didn't know I'd won anything until one of my classmates came and found me near the bathroom, where I'd been. He told me I'd won, and I was super surprised, because I had completely BS'd the ENTIRE thing. My classmate handed me the award certificate, and told me the actual award was in the fridge in the classroom (dunno why there was a fridge in the classroom)

We went back to the classroom (which was like a small movie theater) and I opened the fridge at the front left corner of the room to get my award, but I couldn't find it in there. I saw the other three awards, but not mine. I told my friend this, and he was all embarrassed. He'd forgotten that he'd put it somewhere else for safe keeping, and went to go get it. The awards were these delicate and intricately folded pure-white papers. They were folded into little pouches, with red ribbon curling delicately around it, and inside the pouch was a white orchid of some sort. My classmate came back with my award and the feedback sheet. Pros: The work I'd done with a component of the frozen custard (I can't remember what it was called, but it started with Ly---) was excellent. Cons: I shouldn't name chemical formulas that are not used anywhere in the research (evidence of my BSing the whole thing, but I guess the rest of it was great). The other thing we all got with the award was a whole pineapple, haha!




Adult Children's Museum

I was at some sort of conference for women. I was with 9 other random women, and we were choosing the location for the conference; we picked a sort of hands-on museum for adults. If you've ever been to the children's museum on Navy Pier in Chicago, it was a lot like that, but designed for adults. We got into the building, which was all colorful and fun looking (I saw it first from a top corner, so I got a bird's eye view of the whole place), and I was so excited because I'm such a kid at heart. I found out they had a man for each of us. I think the deal was that we would each get to pick one of the men to go around the place with, and they had to basically do anything we wanted for the whole day (and night ;D).

I picked a 24-ish-year-old guy with dark hair and blue eyes. I swear whoever organized the event had made sure that all of us would find our ideal guy in that group of men. The oldest woman in my group, who was maybe 40, picked the youngest guy, who was 19 and looked like Rocky (skin-tight gold underwear and all).

June 28, 2014

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Walk-Through-Walls Drug?

I was with Zukin, either at the Doctor's office or at a friend's house... I can't clearly remember which it was. It was probably both at the same time, which is why I am so unsure about it. The friend was holding a party, but it wasn't going well; people were getting bored, and two girls started talking smack about Zukin, so we decided to leave the party. We'd heard during the party (I think the person who told us was the Doctor who was there. The doctor was actually one of my classmates in my master's program) that there was a place to get a new drug, which would allow us to walk through walls. Apparently, you had to eat/drink the drug (I forget which it was), and then lay down for five minutes before it would work.

So Zukin and I get to the place where the drugs are, and there is a random guy with us. We'd met him on the way and found out he was also going to get the drug, so we all went together. We took it, laid down. After five minutes, I got up and ran at a wall, but hit it and don't go through. I start punching the wall, but nothing happens. I turned to Zukin, who also couldn't walk through the walls, and we realized that the guy we'd met wasn't there anymore; it had all been a scam.

So Zukin and I were left to wander the city, drugged up on who knew what. It was very hazy from there on out. I remember being on a very tall and fairly wide bridge with low railings on the sides. Zukin had stumbled, but she was near the center of the bridge, so she didn't fall over the edge.



Terrified Asian Kid

I was in some sort of club or group, as was my brother, Bob. The group had created a TShirt, but I hadn't gotten one because I wasn't sure they would turn out very well. But when we got them, they were way cool, and I was upset that I hadn't ordered one. So I went to the club president and asked if there was any way I could get one. I get the feeling that I had previously told the president I liked him, but he'd rejected me. Anyways, he told me "I'll do everything in my power to make sure you get a shirt, don't worry!" And kept coming over to me to suggest solutions. He came over so many times I got annoyed with him and ended up going to sit on the doorstep of the club building.

Outside was a large field. It looked like the field in front of the chapel at the private boarding school my cousin goes to. There was some sort of graduation going on. It looked like a 6th grade graduation, or something. Younger kids. I think it was a rehearsal, since none of the kids were dressed nicely; they were all wearing normal school clothes.

Then a younger child comes out of nowhere. She's wearing red, and she looks Asian. She is supposed to sing a song during the ceremony... They have her go into the building I'm in, with the party, and so I have to move for her... It was a bit eerie, actually. She just starts walking toward me, singing in a low voice, especially for a young girl, with her hands held together. She reminded me of a little monk or something. She didn't even slow down as she moved toward the door in which I sat, so I had to scramble out of the way at the last minute.

She was in there for less than a minute, and when she came back out, her face was cherry-red and she looked like she was going to burst into explosive sobs any second now. She looked terrified, but kept on walking, back to the group of graduating students. The Teacher/Principal (whoever was organizing the event) suddenly said, "Maybe I'll reconsider..."

I assume she meant that she'd not have the little girl go through that building for the real ceremony.

Date: 28 June

Both of us had indigestion that led to early wake and insomnia. After a long time of discomfort, I finally fall asleep for a bit.

Funny HI: there was this really strange crazy camel monkey face that was shaved like Hulk Hogan.

LD: Don't quite remember the beginning of the dream, but in the earliest part I find myself on the floor in the same position I was sleeping, topless and staring into a mirror. My torso is that of a ripped man though and I marvel the amount of muscle on the abs.

As I focus on the abs, they slowly turn into the image of a fortress as my mind zooms in and transforms the scene. Here I have awareness that this is a dream, but no spike in awareness or aha moment. The castle turns into the doors of a fortress and I mentally open them. It looks much like playing a game now and I feel excited, move forward as if playing an rpg game and not moving bodily initially. The doors reveal a tunnel that splits in two sections. I am bodily present now and decide to take the right fork and enter a room. There is an ancient chest inside. This is so exciting, I'm thinking, my awareness gradually going up. I open the chest where there are two pieces of a broken Persian tablet. Lots of false memories come with the stuff - you have to gather the pieces, which fit by some sort of magnetic attraction. Two pieces are missing and I examine the rest of the chest although I know they have to be in the other room.

At this point, the DC of this person from real life comes. She hasn't featured in many lds, but is usually an irritating DC in non-lds. Now she begins to mess with the chest and stuff and I totally dislike her being around. I try to get her to leave, telling her she has no place here and that this is my dream. She doesn't like it and produces a knife and after a bit of struggle stabs me with it. If I'm not mistaken it's in my palm. This is outrageous, and I decide to use the lucid dreamer's weapon "You are not real, the pain doesn't exist, I'm ok". She just stands there but alas I feel terrible pain. The sensation is so strong and overwhelming, I'm afraid I'm going to go into dream trance (which happened once after an intense bout of fear). Nothing against that, but I wanted to act more in the dream and now one of the effects is that everything becomes blurry and out of focus. This angers me and I tell her "See what you did, you ruined the dream".

Not quite sure what exactly happened, but I decide to move on and continue walking around and things return to normal. It's a nice apartment now that I perceive as my parents' place. There are lots of DCs here and I interact with them but don't remember all of it. Went from one room to the other and also had some sexy thoughts but then I got annoyed with myself and dropped the matter.

I go to the kitchen and see a classmate and think this is a good opportunity to talk to his DC and ask him why he behaves like he does. But by the time I reach him, his features change and it's another person. We still exchange a few words. There are about 6-7 DCs in the kitchen I interact with them. The first thing that makes an impression is that after saying something funny, they all start laughing in exactly the same manner, making the exact same movement. I make them laugh some more and then shout out loud to get their attention, they all look at me in the same way. One final attempt, I raise my hand to get their attention as if making a speech and now all of them do this at the same time. I find if weird that all of them do this and think about asking on DV.

In the living room, I do the raise your hands and shout thing again and get echo replies from the DCs again. This makes me want to have a music experience where all of them sing & shout in the same enthusiastic fashion and decide that it will be cool to play "take a look around" for this effect. Not quite sure if there was previously music playing in the background or false memories, also more false memories about me preparing the place beforehand so that you can use it as desired in an ld. In this case it is possible to leave a device with a song from real life and play it in the dream. But I didn't prepare it, so I have to improvise.

While I play the song in my mind to check if I know it correctly, I'm not confident that I will be able to fully produce it by singing so would rather rely on an external device. There's a TV nearby and I get the remote and begin searching channels for MTV. The first thing that appears on the screen once the TV turns on is a manga channel, the series they are showing is called Sensei and the whole channel is dedicated to it. I get a false memory that this channel only shows the Sensei series and the series are named after the main character. It makes sense to me now that Boss chose the name of the main character in this series. I continue changing channels, looking for MTV and shortly come across it, but the TV switches back to the Sensei channel. (It doesn't dawn to me at all that I am supposed to look for him even after seeing this! )

A bit later I decide to give up and go near the window where there is DC. We engage in a conversation but I lose my lucidity. Soon after wake up.

okay this was the first time I was able to successfully dream induce lucid dream but there were unforeseen side effects. at one point im not sure when It started im fighting Alvin but its

like i am moving throw syrup. i am in my room down stars in my sisters house. I can barely hit him. I Barely have a sense of my self. At this point I believe I

become lucid because I remember this is what happens to me in dreams sometimes. i try to spin but I can barley feel my body and it still feels like i am moving throw syrup. so i decide

to close my eyes and wait for a new dream scene. i Had closed my eyes when i was looking at my hands when i was laying on the floor so my finger turn into string with bed like details

about them and swim away then disappear. Lots of scene shift and morph in front of my eyes until one solidifies. Im laying on the floor in the same room where i fell asleep that

night . i look at my hands and there all morphys and blurry. i try to get up but its like gravity is ten times stronger. i yell clarity now, or lock me in this dream, and try to spin and rub my

hands. but nothing works to get rid of the blurry ness and difficulty to move. so i try to fly out the selling. i start to rise and do swimming motions to swim throw the air. but the min im

pass into the selling im in a black void then wake up

on the floor again in the same spot. so i try to run throw the door. the same thing happens again. i decide to lay there and close my eyes and imagine another place. but i kept

reappearing in the room. i eventually lose lucidity. And it fades to black.

Pre-5htp
Bed 930
Wbtb 315 for about 15 minutes Supps: G, C, L-Theanine
About 5.5 hours sleep
Tossed and turned about 1 hour
Had Lucid about 430 or 5.
Had many other vivids after WBTB but only 1 lucid which is very foggy since it was so long ago and I didn't take notes.

I believe I was in a house but I don't remember what I was doing, something triggered me to do a RC and I checked my fingers and had 7 or so. Lucid: I remember wondering through a house for a bit very excited. Then I remembered I wanted to find a mirror to climb through. I entered a room, I guess it was my daughters and found a mirror on the wall. I went up to it, I didn't even check my reflection which was something else I wanted to do. I then attempted to press my head through the mirror but it was just like pushing my head against a mirror in RL. I only attempted this once and I don't remember what I did from here or how the dream ended.

My little sister and I are walking towards Almond Drive. I keep looking behind us. It feels like something is coming. I notice a small boy. He's no more than five years old with blond hair and blue eyes. He's not right. We start running. We make it to our house and try to shut the door. It won't shut. There is a gap about two or three inches wide. As we struggle to shut the door, the boy appears in front of it, snarling and trying angrily to get to us. We keep pushing him back and hitting him and doing everything we can to keep him away. He just keeps coming back.

I'm watching a group of people huddled inside a boiler room. I'm there, but not there. They seem panicked and are making possible plans of escape. I watch as they come to some conclusion and huddle closer together. A woman, she might be the leader, tells them all that it's necessary to feed and to do so quickly. Half of them bite into the others flesh, drinking their blood. I feel like I should be startled, but I'm not. It kind of seems like a normal thing. One by one the blood feeders pull away from the others, blood all over their happy faces. I turn away from them towards the heavy steel door. There is a little window that opens and while I cannot see anyone looking in, I know someone is there and I know that's not a good thing. The window closes and the door opens. The group runs out and scatters. I step out of the room and I take in the scenery. I'm at my elementary school. People are being chased by other people, but these other people, while looking human, they aren't human at all. It's like they are imitations, zombies. I should be frightened, but it's like I don't have the time for it. A few innocent people hide behind me and I feel the need to protect them. Suddenly I'm holding a giant sword in my hands. It's obnoxiously huge in size and there's no way I should be able to hold it, but it's as if it were made for me and only me. It's blade is very bright, almost as if it were light itself. The imitations notice me and start charging my way. I kill them one by one as if I'd done this a million times. I kill many.

06.28.2014

Vengeance (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My aunt has, for some reason, invited Cheyenne's insane parents into my mom's house while I am house-sitting. "My mom is going to be *furious* when she finds out about this," I growl to my aunt, wondering what could have possessed her to make such an awful decision. I go inside to investigate. Much to my horror, the couple are standing in the middle of the kitchen having sex. Disgusted, I run back outside.

"We're going to have to make them leave," I tell my aunt. Things get a bit more disturbing before I'm finally able to talk to Bob to ask him to leave. "It's time for you to go home now," I tell him firmly. He glares at me.

"Not until I speak to my daughter," he says.

"If you don't leave, I'm calling the cops."

He begins cursing at me, demanding to see his daughter. He accidentally calls me Cheyenne--- I assume from the familiarity of talking to her in this way. Now I'm pissed. "I'm not your f***ing daughter!" I growl furiously.

He grabs me by my throat and starts to strangle me. I hear my aunt protesting, but she does nothing to help. Completely infuriated, I punch the man in the throat--- when he lets go of me, leaning forward and spluttering, I send an elbow down into his back, knee him in the face, then shove him to the floor where I proceed to stomp---hard--- onto his junk seven or eight times before stomping on his head and knocking him unconscious.

My aunt and Cheyenne's mom stand there staring at me, stunned. I glare at them. "Is anyone going to call the police, or do I have to do that, too?"

06.28.2014

The Devil and The Ring (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

After much nonsense that I'm not going to copy over, I end up in a house with my two young cousins. They want me to go dancing with them at some party, but I dislike such situations. Still, they beg me to go. I look in the mirror and notice that my hair has changed color and style--- it is a bit shaggier, colored black in the front and blonde in the back and lower layers. I look like a rocker chick. Maybe with this cool hairstyle, I'll feel better about going dancing. I reluctantly agree to go with my cousins to what ever party they're going on about.

On the way there, they start questioning me about my jewelry. I think they're referring to my pentacle, which I show them. I accidentally refer to it as a ring instead of a necklace. "THAT'S the ring you brought with you?" they ask. They sound almost angry for some reason.

"Oh, no. I meant this is my necklace. These are my rings," I hold up my hands to show them my high school and college rings. The girls instantly try to take them from me--- I close my hands into fists to stop them. "Not even the Devil can have my ring," I joke (referring to an old dream where the Devil insistantly tried to steal my high school ring for it's magical properties. I say this often in real life as a kind of inside joke with myself.) However, as I notice the sinister smiles appear on my "cousin's" faces, I suddenly realize that they are indeed demons in disguise, after my rings. I'm in a low-level stage of lucidity at this point.

Knowing that I'm onto them, the two girls suddenly transform into succubi, joined by a third succubus who had been watching from afar. They are planning to take me somewhere, where their master awaits my rings. However, I use their own tactics against them and manage to make them forget all about my rings....

I "wake up" in the middle of the street. My brother and grandmother are standing over me, chastizing me about things I was apparently doing in my sleep. Their ranting is interrupted when a vicious growl rips through the air. I turn to see a dog--- or what was once a dog. It looks as though it has stepped directly out from Silent Hill. The rest of the dream is a confused blur of running from and fighting these dog creatures.

#332 - DILD - 6:49AM (Challenge Attempt #4 - success)

I am sitting in the passenger seat in my car parked at a gas station. Wurlman was driving but he has got out to get something from the back seat. We are having some conversation as he is fishing through a duffel bag behind me. For some reason I ask to borrow his shades.
He replies, "They stretched off."
I think there is some dirty joke there but I leave it. I turn to look at the flip down mirror and realize I have just summoned my own pair. Fully lucid now I say, "That's OK. I got my own. [sunglasses]" I notice that my vision has not been darkened though I am wearing shades. I take them off and realize my left eye is blurry but my right eye is as sharp and clear as waking life. For a moment, I see an extra lens over my left eye. I blink hard and look closer in the mirror. My left eye now looks black. I blink again and everything is as it should be except my eyes look really bloodshot. Im ok with that.

Wurlman has left and I sit in the car waiting. I wonder why I am dreaming of being in the passenger seat. I almost always have to drive no matter what. I have a false memory about traveling with Wurlman in waking life. That's probably why I am dreaming this. I feel really happy just sitting here being lucid. I love my life. I love being alive; waking and sleeping.

Suddenly, I recall the challenge. DTHOUGHTS! I look around and see multiple DCs. There's a guy at the pump and few walking to and from the store. I quickly get out of the car and this causes some instability. I focus visually and the dream settles. I begin looking around using expectation to find Dthoughts. In front of me, I see my wife and kids getting in our green Nissan. My wife has a strained expression on her face and I feel that she wants my help with something. I look away not wanting to get sucked into another scenario. Looking back at the gas pumps, I see the guy still getting gas, but a different DC digitally materializes before me. He's a young man with long hair in a ponytail. He's wearing a long sleeve, solid red shirt with brown or khaki pants possibly with some patter on them. Pajamas? I just know this has to be Dthoughts. I rush over to him looking his face over. His features shift and I can't tell what he looks like but he seem very disoriented and has trouble standing. I say, "Dthoughts? Are you OK man?" I take his arm to keep him from falling over. He seems very confused and has a distant look on his face. He doesn't answer but just nods. That's when I wake up.

#331 - WILD - 6:07AM (Challenge Attempt #3)

It takes some time getting adjusted and falling back into a WILD. Almost another hour spent.

This time I have a visual WILD as I focus above my head like before. I hear thunder and notice lightning from the windows. I am not fooled into a FA but I think maybe external noise is causing this. Maybe it really is storming outside. I realize that I have easily got out of bed without even trying. I wave my arms some to note the dream-like feel just to be sure that this is a dream. I hear my dog barking. Again, I wonder if it's external. Surely not. That would wake us all.

As I reach for the door knob to leave, I notice my right arm feels extra weak and numb. I remember rolling to my right side while trying to settle down to WILD and worry that I'm sleeping on my arm in the wrong way. I know I'm not going to wake up to check and possibly have to start my WILD over so I let it go for now.

I enter the living-room and begin searching for Dthoughts. I shout, "Dtunes. Dtunes." (yeah I got it wrong again) There is no one in the house. I continue to hear and see thunder and lighting from the storm. I try CL's summon but this one just doesn't work for me. Suddenly, I have a horribly nagging feeling that Dthoughts is sleeping in the my bed next to my wife. I really don't want to find that but if that's how I can find them then whatever. It's just a dream, right? In spite of that feeling, I find the bed completely empty. The light is on and I notice the bed looks almost like some strange hospital bed; nothing like waking life. I search the bathroom and make my way back to the my son in his crib. There are no other people but I see my son sleeping peacefully.

Suddenly, I remember an idea to enter a sleeping DCs mind to see could intrude on their dreams. I fall into the crib and my dream body phases right into his skull. What does a child this age dream? Does he dream like I do? There is brief darkness and I slowly open my eyes. I see the room from his point of view. I feel small, lying there in the crib. I hear thunder and lightning flashes form the window. This is disappointing. I blink but this time I open my physical eyes. It is not storming outside.

#330 - WILD - 5:15AM

It turned out to be a challenging night for dreaming but I managed a few LDs thanks to Galantamine and my exceptional concentration.
This first one is hardly worth noting since it got cut short. However, it took me an hour to WILD without breaking concentration so I have to count it; A for effort. I did manage to get fully in a dream, but my poor wife's allergies has been getting in the way of my LDing.

I get to a point where I feel that I am nearing the shift in consciousness so I begin to focus a few feet off the crown of my head Robert Monroe style. The vibrations start and, as usual, I wait a while for them to reach a point that feels right. Suddenly, I hear a sound like someone is coming the front door. It's startling and I physically try to get up to check it out but I am locked in SP pretty hard. I force myself to relax knowing that I am actually in a light sleep and any external stimuli will for sure wake me; That sound is just part of the dream.

Slowly, I change to my dream body and get out of bed. I think about phasing through the bedroom door but as I try, I feel a burst of energy inside of me. So instead of phasing, I release the energy at the door, silently shattering it like glass. Oddly, as I move forward, I am pushed backward and the door is repaired. I settle for using the door knob.

The living room is way too dark but there is some dim moonlight in the kitchen. In the darkness I feel as though there is an intruder in the house. Did this entity repair the door? With tempered fear I focus on creating some light. I try the light switch but it falls off in my hand as I frantically push the button. It's no use. I try using a voice command, but I feel like my mouth is sealed and my voice is strained. This happens a lot. Maybe I am trying to talk in my sleep? I decide not to get caught up on all that and use thought instead. As I clap my hands, I shout in my mind, "LIGHTS ON!" The kitchen light shutters and flickers causing a visual hiccup in the dream. As I visually refocus, my wife's turns over waking me.

I decide to spend the rest of the night in my daughter's empty bed.

This morning when my early alarm (the one that wakes me up in an REM-cycle and allows me to have good DR) went of I laid back and tried remembering my dreams. I knew I had 5 dreams but I accidently fell back asleep and woke up 5 hours later with just one dream left!

1. A small collection

I'm somewhere on the outskirts of Disneyland I think, the sun is setting and there are little houses everywhere. I enter one which is a shop selling high quality watches, more specific it sells the brand Omega. I ask to see a collection and the shopkeeper grabs a glass box with 4 watches in, the one on the left is the 'Dark side of the moon' watch. I want to take a closer look at it but it has a stickers over it which blocks the view. I tell him this and he becomes very unfriendly, I exit the shop and walk away, it's already night and very dark. Wait! As I'm typing this I remember another dream!

2. Tanks tanks tanks

I'm flying around a dirt road that leads through a forest and over canyons, a lot of tanks drive over it and they belong to my team. Another team drives the opposite way with tanks and shoots back but we're with many more tanks and push them back. The road first makes a U-turn because some mountains are in the way then it leads through a zigzagging parcour in a small valley, I think the time is dawn or noon. It makes me think of the game 'Command and Conquer' that I played several years ago. Hmmm, I'm starting to get fragments of another dream, maybe I should really focus...

Unfortunatly the other dreams remain a mystery for now, maybe I will remember some more fragments throughout the day.

6/20/14

8am

Woke up from alarm, brushed teeth, went back to bed.

8:47 am

DILD

I think I was in the bathroom and it was pitch dark. I knew I was dreaming. I tried shouting vivid or brightness, but it didn't work. I did flips in the air. I knew I ha to get up, so I either woke up at that point, or continued into a non-lucid dream, I don't remember which.

I don't remember the order of my dreams either.

non-lucid

I was on a boat getting to land and both a hammerhead and great white were trailing us. I was scared of falling off the boat. But we did make it to land.

Also dreamed of an Animal Crossing esque scenario in which the girl I nanny makes a creepy house.

And of a Japanese video machine. The boxes for the machine had Japanese on them. I couldn't get the videos to work and emailed my mother-in-law about it. She replied saying she should send me some videos in the mail and that the videos I had, which were from China, weren't good quality. At one point I changed the channel and a movie about sharks was on. A daycare kid was next to me and I quickly tried to change it as a giant shark jumped out in the movie.

Also, one of the videos available for the machine was an educational, animated video with Japanese sign language. I only saw the cover.