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6/9/14

Last night, bed shortly after 10pm.

DR
I'm entering a room from another room. Ophelia is sleeping there, under white comforter. I want to wake her up, but I know what happens to people who do so. She is kinda waking already, so I stay quiet, but I really want her to wake up.

My wife and I were outside looking at the night sky. I was bewildered by the amount of visible stars, we almost didn't need our telescope at that point. I squinted my eyes at a very bright one, only to find out that this star was actually the planet Saturn. It was very large and I could easily make out its characteristic rings. Further off, towards the east, I was able to see a very bright swirling pattern of stars - a galaxy! It was the brightest thing in the sky. My wife and I were astonished. If we looked closely enough, we could even see it gradually spinning. It was simply remarkable.

While in reality my husband has been loosing hair, in my dream I was loosing hair, huge amounts.

My son pooped in his sleep, and another kid discovered it.

I remembered a third fragment upon waking up, but now I forgot. Edit: Remembered it again. We had a new employee at work or upcoming employee, and we had to come up with questions to quiz them with, and I came up with questions that would require Web searching to answer. One of my current coworkers was there, and also a former coworker.

Tonight I woke up around 2:30 because it was storming really bad, sadly I think this distorted my REM-cycles and I could barely remember anything.
Also I tried doing SSILD again but for some reason I wasn't able to get in the right mood so it didn't work, I suspect that the first time it might've been a placebo-effect...

1. The exam-dillema

I was in some sort of gym but the room was full of randomly placed walls and I knew I had math-exam in an hour or so. I hadn't learn yet so I really wanted to review everything atleast ones but if a teacher saw it I would get a zero.

2. Fragment

I'm walking around in some suburbs... really that's all I can remember.

3. Where am I?

I'm some sort of wizard with a cape and climb in some sewers but the go down and end up in some sort of dungeon with skeletons. I do a spell which kills quiet a lot of them but there's still way too many for me to fight. I crawl through an opening and use some sort of broom to knock out a drain, suddenly a swarm of bees comes out. They want to sting me but for some reason they can't and I climb out of the sewers.

4. A new watch

I was ready to go to school and I put on a new watch, it was quiet heavy and looked like it had gold and diamonds on it. I put it around my wrist because with my previous watch IRL I put it higher up.

I'm going to research on what I can do tonight to raise my chances of getting lucid again, I'm really bored now that I didn't had an LD...

23:30 pre-bedtime (relaxing, setting intention)

00:00 Monday 2014-06-09

06:22

very light sleep, I had an early alarm set for an important day, I slept lightly always anticipating the alarm.

long dream, many scenes, definitely felt the continuity of it all:

+ lifting weights but the weight room is empty, no dumbbells available

+ saw the S brothers (DS, CS), DS was sitting at a desk in the open room doing some paperwork, I think CS made him do it, I want to see CS's office. I see EmKl walking in a hallway, they've set up an office in a medium sized dark interior location, their printer is on an island table in the middle of the room, I think that's a great location for it because it doesn't get in the way taking up desk space, I think they're going to save a lot of money because they print in red ink a lot. I notice the walls along one side of the room are made from tall free-standing cabinets/shelves placed right next to each other in a line, they do not reach all the way to the ceiling, I think the room I was in previously was on the other side of the cabinet/walls.

+ I see scout leader DG, he has a sort of science fair presentation with lots of scientific writing on it, some guys turn bad and DG is now an explosives expert, he prepares a huge pile of TNT all strapped together and drops it down a hole and sets it off in order to create an avalanche and block in the bad guys. There is some interaction with the bad guys as they come and go.

+ I'm lying down (on a bed/table?) with my feet up and a bit spread at the edge, two middle-aged women are there, one reaches into my pants and starts fondling my privates, I feel timid and reject the advances, the more aggressive woman says something like "Hmph!" in annoyance. Later on I'm naked under a blanket playing with myself and thinking I should have accepted the offer and had sex with them, they weren't very attractive but they were probably really good in bed.

+ I'm sitting at a table chatting with two guys who it turns out are former Oakland Raiders players, I think it's cool that I know some Raiders. One of them is named Roger Staubach.

+ (I think around the same time as the Raider guys table but with different people) a gun goes off, one of the guys starts to look really bad, he's been accidentally shot, I see one guy with a gun in his hand, it looks like a black semi-automatic, I see the barrel.

+ I go into some guys room in order to use the toilet, he comes in too and I don't want him there, I want my privacy. He logs into his computer by a bunk bed, entering the password. He says his password is a square of squares (numerical). I start thinking about this, it can't be 25 squared because that would mean that the number had 5 has a factor, now I'm thinking about prime numbers and "constituent factors" (it's a bit hard to get out the word "constituent", and the guy gives me a hint that I realize his password is formed from the product of two prime numbers.

+ I saw a picture printed on a piece of large paper, folded, I have an extremely strong sense that I know the scenes on the picture, I say "wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute!" some of them are of the fireplace and hearth in my childhood home's living room, other scenes are very familiar. I see two young girls in the picture , I sense they are the older girls participating in the scene currently. There was a trip to the art glass museum I saw lots of art glass chandeliers. I get a ride home in a car from the girls.

+ I make a statement about there being nothing new in computer science, and some old guy says (about me) "he made a quip about making a quip."

Try for a WILD once things in the house calm down, I'm a bit doubtful that I'll get back to sleep, but I eventually get comfortable and start getting some HI, I feel a light "all body buzz" and I see some HI that I choose to interpret as a tall arcade video game cabinet, so I start thinking of the old video game asteroids and I imagine I'm playing it, I imagine the sounds of the game and using the controls of the game but I don't make it into a dream (at that point).

11:25

some dreams, only remember last one:

+ I'm in a house looking out to the sidewalk, 3-4 young people show up, finishing a run, the young man says "but we haven't done cardio yet". I walk through the house, it's now a gym, the young exercisers are inside using it too, I set up a strange exercise bike to use, I have to move back to the left to adjust some weight settings and I think one of the girls is moving towards "my" bike I say "I'm using that" then I try to get on the bike, it's seat is at the end of a couple of really long poles I wonder about finding something to put underneath the seat to help hold it up.

I'm in my summer apartment, except I'm on A's side and Mike is on the other side. The room is dully lit, like my lamp is on. I believe we are both trying to go to sleep, but there is constant chirping from some birds that have taken up residence in our apartment. I look up from my bed, and see we have a birdhouse attached to the ceiling, and a bluejay is working constantly to bring food into it for its babies. I think about leaving some bread out for them, but I look up on my dresser, which extends up near the birdhouse, and see that I've already left some. The parent continues bringing food to the young ones, until three other birds come over and corner him. I realize these are nest stealing birds, and they are in fact going to kill the bluejay and eat its young. This is deeply disturbing to me, and I try to chase them away. My mom appears as well to help me. One bird is sitting on a rocking chair, and I throw things lying around me at it, but it doesn't budge. Eventually, my mom hits it with something, and it scurries away. I'm not sure if we saved the blue jay or not.

Afterwards, I go over to Mike's side of the room, talking to him about my stuffed animals. While he's asking me what names I've given them (I mention the panda is named Honest Abe), I look out the window. It is very dark outside, and I think about someone walking up to the window and breaking in. I close the blinds successfully on all the windows surrounding his bed and begin to hang up my stuffed animals, like he's also doing. I try to put them in perverted positions, but settle with putting the panda up on the wall (hung up like my towels are in my room) and putting one of the other stuffed animals in this kangaroo pouch that also has a plastic jack-o-lantern inside. (I feel there's more to the dream here, but I don't remember)

In a separate dream, my sister has almost 1000 youtube subscribers on her new fitness channel (I think the number is somewhere in the high 800s or mid 900s). I see at least 3 naked women exercising, doing some sort of yoga. One woman's face is blurred out. It seems a woman is trying to convince the others of something, blaming another woman for something, but the women turn on her. Multiple women were rubbing their u-know-what at the beginning. My sister is now some sort of fitness addict, and while I'm lying on the ground, propped up on a cushion, she turns to me and says my elbows are too sharp and I need to start lifting. I ask her if she means I need to work on my forearms. She's like yeah dude. I look at my mom, like I ain't gon lift.

I now see a brilliant castle--it's like a huge lego castle. It shoots out fireworks from cannons mounted on it. I see a youtube video and hear someone say skip to the end, because that's the relevant part about building the castle. I'm watching it to help me build something. I'm walking in one of the chambers in the castle, and hear popular celebrities like Morgan Freeman have endorsed it. I ask my mom about getting it for me.

I was with my father out in the garage, trying to get something working for my sister. What this was exactly, I'm not sure, but I do remember thinking it was very expensive to be attempting it, and would probably be best to just buy instead. Later on I was talking to my sister and saying how we should both get really good at sword swinging, and that it would look cool in like videos and things. I remarked on how we had plastic swords, so we never had to use real ones, and would imagine myself doing "tricks."

Lastly, I woke up from my bed in my dream, and got up in order to go to school. I was so tired I would "sink" through the air slowly as I fell down the stairs (at one point I was standing and just tipped forward, landing softly on my chin onto a lower step of the stairwell). I saw my mom, who was a little exasperated that it was 1:00 PM and I just got up, but I gave her a hug and said "It's all good" or something similar. She needed to take me back now, so I first went to my room and cleaned the place up a bit. I found a scrap of paper I didn't want her to find, though I don't remember what was on it, and threw it away. I was also in a huge rush, so I took off my shirt, wiped my armpits, and reapplied deodorant, as I was scared I would not be able to take a shower for a bit.

Afterward I walked into the bathroom and tried fixing my hair. I noted I wasn't wearing boxers, but, for some reason, kept a rolled up piece of newspaper sticking out of my very colorful pants. My mother needed the newspaper, and I was a little worried that when she grabbed it she would notice I was going commando, but, if she did, she didn't make any comment. My hair was longer than it is now (I recently cut most of it off), and I was applying water in spots where I wanted it to go down.

I walked downstairs to wait for my mother and came across two dogs, one of which I actually owned (a really annoying, but likeable, doberman) and a tiny yorkie I don't have. The dogs were extremely excitable and would keep trying to lick me everywhere. I felt like my attention was only going to the doberman, so I pushed him back to pet the other one for a bit, which he responded to negatively, growling out of jealousy.

Then my stupid alarm rang (not that my dreams were particularly exciting).

Had a dream 2 nights ago that I was in a bus. The roads kept getting thinner and thinner until it finally disappeared, we went crashing into the water and the bus driver had to open the emergency door. We all went out that way and had to swim up... It was taking very long and then I remember when I was out of the water, I was telling my mom what happened and how it was in the bus and how long it took to swim out, I remember I felt like I was out of breath. It was scaryyy. <-- That's how I was swimming up haha.

I have been watching the walking dead for the last few days, so my dreams may have been influenced by that a little

Dream state active:

I'm in an apartment of some kind, probably a friend's, when I suddenly remember that someone I know has a store opening and I need to help out.
I notice that I'm going to be late, and there are too many stairs for me to make it there on time so I fly/parkour my way through the staircase and make it on time.
When I get there, I feel hungry, so I grabbed a piece of cake and start eating(grabbed it out of the air).

Next thing I know, I'm at a festival of some kind, then I hear police sirens, and I look around and see people getting shot, my first reaction was to fly out of there, but then I noticed that my girlfriend(and dam she was good looking) was still there (I don't have a girlfriend IRL), so I try to grab her to bring her with me, I knew couldn't take two people flying but I try any way, then my hormones start to tingle(LOL), and I concentrate and fly her to the nearest bed which just happened to be right next to us, but then a police tried to shoot me so I had to flee.

I then fly over my neighborhood, but all of sudden I get pulled down, I was going to kill whatever pulled me down, but then I saw that it was my neighbor, but I had to do what I had to do, and fly off any way just as my neighbor turned into a zombie, I sit on the top of my neighbor's clothesline(the umbrella shaped spinning kind), then sighed and flew off.

I was injured, and I landed at some kind of refugee center. I then realized that the outbreak was a government conspiracy, and I was being chased by police, who were also zombies, so I climbed onto a metal shelf where many survivors were sleeping(it looked like a chicken pen), I turn my back to the entrance and laid down and pretended I was sleeping. I felt a police zombie behind me looking for me, but I was lucky enough to not been discovered.

I then woke up tied up in a operation chair of some kind, and there was a crazy German scientist in front of me, with a evil smile. I had been given intravenous therapy which contains red liquids (I knew was good), but the scientist had syringe of blue liquid(I knew was bad) was injected it into my red liquids, while he wasn't looking I unplugged the line through which the liquids pass into my veins, and put it back in when the blue ran out.
Then I realized the needle/line was connected to my stomach, and then the liquids started to flow rapidly and I felt I was bloating(filled with the liquid), I begged the scientist to stop, and the scientist's assistant was begging him to stop as well, just as he was about to take the needle out...

End of dream state

I woke up, and I needed to pee very badly, its connected to the dream, LOL

I have lucid dreams very frequently and would love to keep track of it, so I've come here to do so.

I usually don't get to remember all of the dream, even if I do, I forget it within a few hours of waking up, so I post what I remember.

Feel free to read, comment

6/8/14

took a nap after work, round 1 pm. More like passed out. Had some cool dreams. Mostly just a feeling remained. But I remember something.

DR
I'm in a large industrial type hall. Opened on sides, or connected to other halls. There is a walkway over some kind of a very narrow stream or cannall, that has concrete walls.

I'm doing something kinda thrilling, maybe dangerous. I get a sensation in a head as when WILDing. In the top back of my head, it gets cold and there is some sound, as some flourescent lights make. Cross of electric sound and sound of rushing water through some pipes.

I think I'm teleporting to Ophelia. I'm telling that to someone. He asks how do I know. I say because I have that sensation in my head as I always do when teleporting?

I really wish I remembered more from this one. I have been having some early - 6am, shifts and working late till midnight after getting home. Goind to bed today now, round 10pm, hoping for a nice recall.

Need some thoughts on this dream that might settle my nerves. I'll describe the dream first and then the people in it.

The dream started in the choir room at my high school. Typical looking choir/music room. Chairs in rows on large, slightly raised carpeted steps in a half circle. The ground level section being where the piano is placed. It is a very large room and people are in there often. In my dream it was around midday, people flourishing and I had walked in, to wait for the bus as I normally do. (Though the bus comes at 2:30 when school ends, in my dream it looked about 11 or 12). The choir teacher (who I'll refer to as Mr. H) was sitting on one of the steps playing his guitar and seemed to be practicing a song with another student. Suddenly it seemed like the school day had ended and people were beginning to leave and go home. I sat near to listen to him play, a soft song on the guitar. I didn't pay attention much, only checked my phone and said hi to some friends. Once I got comfortable enough he shouted at the kid next to him to leave. The kid, frightened, left the room, leaving Mr. H to continue playing his guitar with only me near him. Soon I felt weary, my eyelids heavy and the task of waiting for the bus seemed pointless. I leaned back against the small steps and nuzzled in like I were in my own bed, listening to him strum. Soon I heard the echo as he put the guitar down and moved to lay next to me, putting his arm around me until he fell asleep. Like I had been enchanted or in a trance. I felt content to be next to him, even on the floor. I loved the way he held me. People walked by with grins, but I was half asleep and felt too delirious to respond. A certain friend of mine walked by with a smirk and mumbled something before leaving the room. The last thing I remember is the teacher's arms around me and falling asleep.

Weird? Lame? This dream has been bothering me for awhile.

Some background:

I am not in this teachers class, it is not on my schedule for this year. But I am to be placed in it next year. I only know this teacher because his classroom is right by the bus stop so I wait in there everyday after school and I've gotten to know some of the people in the actual class, but I've only talked to him once or twice.

The teacher himself is very, very young, only a couple of years older than most of the seniors. It is his first year teaching at this school, and many of my friends (and many others in general) think he is very attractive. I generally do not tolerate a lot of foolishness and from hearing him discipline, we share the same thoughts on what is immature and what is not. But since he is so young he tends to favor kids and acts a little immature at times. He is sarcastic yet strict. He is not my favorite teacher for this reason, he has caused some trouble with my sister in the past but the fact that he resembles a certain celebrity that I adore greatly, I find that I can't hate him. I deny the claim that I find him cute since I talk trash about him to cover it up.

The girl in the end of my dream is in his class, another class of mine and is a senior. She is very beautiful, has a nice body and is fearless. I once caught the choir teacher eyeing her as she left the room one afternoon and I can't help but envy her. What can it mean that she was the last person to see the teacher and I cuddled up next to each other on the floor and just smirk at us?

I find that I have a love-hate relationship with this dream and the people in it. I find it unusual because of the significant age difference between the teacher and I (freshman, college grad.) and the age difference between him and the senior girl who could easily spark a relationship if they wanted. I feel envious and depressed that I might not be able to be a star pupil in this teachers eyes, even when I have these vivid dreams. I find that I feel like I've known him for years?

Any thoughts or interpretations (or further questions) would be appreciated! ♥

The dream began just as I was landing on an airport runway. Though it didn't seem strange to me at the time, I wasn't flying an airplane... I was the airplane. I felt my wheels touching the ground and the weight of my body slowly getting heavier and heavier as I slowed down. I could feel my props turning.

Then I turned around and took off again. I felt my weight flowing across my outstretched arms just as I left the ground. I could feel myself vibrating from the roar of my engine. I felt the wind buffeting me around. I turned again toward the runway. Slowly descending, I had to bob and weave my way through trees that were popping up in front of me. It didn't make me nervous, but it just felt like something I had to do.

I had, what I would call, a chain dream. What this means is that I had a dream, I woke from it. As I normally do, I laid in bed, still and with my eyes closed, trying to remember all the details of the dream. However, during that process, I fell back asleep and the dream seemed to continue.

First Link
I was riding a bike through a middle-class neighborhood. It didn't feel like I had a purpose other than just riding around, like I used to do when I was a kid. The day was sunny and the sky was really blue. At some point I began feeling fear; a curious kind of fear as if I had to look at something that was making me afraid.

I was drawn toward a unkempt house on the middle of this one block. I rode my bike up the cracked driveway and toward the side of the house. I got off my bike and walked cautiously around to the back.

Once I got around back, I found myself standing in front of an old church. It was the kind of church that you would find in a mountain top community - small, constructed from wood and kind of looking like a cabin. There was deep snow all over the ground. From the outside, the church looked small and quaint, but stepping inside the front doors and into the church I saw three large foyers, separated from each other by large glass walls with glass doors in their centers. From any place inside a specific foyer, I could look left and right to see the entire width of the church. Just ahead of me was a closed double door.

I opened the door and it lead into a massive church. There was a large, marble altar at the front of the church. Near the altar were three ornate chairs, I figured that was where the clergy sat during their services. To the left of the altar was a small, raised podium. There were hundreds of pews forming a semicircular pattern around the altar. The church was completely empty and really quiet.

On the front wall of the church, I noticed two doors on either side of the altar about midway from the centerline of the church. I walked to the leftmost door and opened it. It opened into a long hallway with doors along the walls as far as I could see. It reminded me of hallways I've seen in school. I walked down the hallway for what felt like about halfway, turned to the closest door and opened it.

It opened into a large library. There were bookshelves along all the wall from the floor to the ceiling. I don't really know exactly how high the ceiling was, but a ladder was required to reach the upper shelves. On the shelves there were thousands and thousands of what looked like leather bound books. There were really old antiques placed about the room. The lighting was dim. I thought it was strange for a library. So I left...

I headed back into the church. Now there were people. It looked as though they were filling in, getting ready for a service. I headed to the back of the church, ignoring all the people who were milling about looking for seating. I went into the left most foyer and immediately turned toward the center foyer. I moved passed the people walked toward the church and into the center foyer. I continued to the rightmost room and toward a door that was closed along the right wall of the foyer. I opened the door and it lead into a tiny parking lot.

There were about 10 rows of cars, all stack parked three deep. I looked for my car and found it in the rows of cars nearest the rear of the church, furthest from the street. As I was thinking about how to get my car out, I noticed a yellow sports car shoot out of the parking lot. It was heading away from the church, onto a dirt road that wound it's way to the main road. I thought I could do this too, but I noticed these large rocks that were blocking the path. I began moving the rocks. I turned to drop one of the rocks and noticed a cop sitting in his car smoking. He was watching me, which made me a little uneasy. After I noticed him, he got out of his car, walked over to me and leaned on my car, watching me move the rocks. He asked me what I was doing. I told him I was moving these rocks because I wanted to get my car out of the parking lot. He laughed and pointed out a stream. He told me that I would never get my car through there. I looked down a small ravine and was confused as to how I didn't notice that before. The cop walked back to his car, leaned up against it and continued to smoke his cigarette.

I gave up on getting my car out of the parking lot. So I headed over toward the main street and walked up the sidewalk.

Then I woke up.

Second Link
I stopped walking up the sidewalk and felt like I needed to head back toward the church. On the church property, near the parking lot, there was a large, snow covered slope that lead down into a small ravine (where the stream I didn't notice was). Some kids were sliding down it and I thought I looked fun. So I jumped down and started sliding. I guess I looked like I was out of control, because the kids were screaming for me to be careful. They told me it was steeper than it looked. Though I was going really fast and sliding all over the face of the slope, I felt in total control and I was having fun. I got to the bottom and the kids all ran up to me.

Then I was riding a bike again. This time I was in the mountain village. I rode up to a house on a corner and went it. It was a restaurant. There were three owners, one of them was a rather large Latino who didn't seem to like me all that much. I offered to buy into the restaurant and become part owner. I told them that I would help to clean up the place and to make better food. They agreed, the Latino reluctantly.

The restaurant was a mess. The kitchen was a disaster. I told them that I would return the next day and we would begin. I left, got back on my bike and rode off. Then next thing I remember was riding my bike in the morning toward the house. I felt... accomplished. Like I was riding to a job that was "mine".

Then I was washing dishes, listening to the other three owners yelling at each other. I told them that Gordon Ramsey would be there soon and they better their their shit together. I told them that when he did arrive that we needed to listen to all his suggestions and everything would be alright. But they just kept screaming at each other while I washed dishes.

#324 – DEILD – 5:46AM

I have a bad dream about my dad stepping around in my garden. I become overly angry and shout horrible things at him. He doesn't seem to understand what's doing on and I complain to my mom.

I wake and enter DEILD. This time I say a mantra and focus on forming energy in my hands. Within a few seconds I notice that my hands are moving back and forth really fast. I know that I have entered the dream and it feels natural to open my dream eyes. I note my physical eyes feel shut but also open and I stare at the ceiling for a moment suddenly unsure if it's the dream or reality. The early morning light is filtering in the window and all seems super realistic, but I note the feel of my body. It has a physical quality but also numb like I've applied Novocain all over. Rather than worry too much about this, I decide to get up out of bed. Instead of my usual transition, I have to make all the necessary movements as in waking life. The numbness is really noticeable here, but I get too caught up on it; I am too excited to attempt the Meteor Task Of The Month.

I step out the front door and see the sun rising in the east. The amount of light is just enough that I don't have to struggle to see for once. For some reason, I am really surprised how pleasantly cool the air feels. Why did I think it would be hot? I chuckle and comment something out loud. To start up the task, I begin looking around at the sky with expectation. I try to imagine and visualize a fireball plummeting to the Earth but nothing forms. I even try making fiery sounds with my mouth, but sounds really lame and kiddish. The steet is empty of all traffic and people and the clouds seem extra colorful and fluffy. I am tempted to try flying, but I remain focused on the task.

I decide to walk around the area some still expecting a meteor. I notice that I haven't taken a step this whole dream. I just glide everywhere. Somehow, this gives me a though to Hulk jump to a new area, but it becomes more of a puny moon hop. I try flapping my arms to try to gain more height and I only hover a few feet in the air. Ok I give up.

Whatever travel took place during all this, was actually more that I had thought as I am now in front of the high school stadium, several blocks away. There are no people around, save for an middle aged Asian woman behind a classic lemonade stand. I can't see what she is selling but she is wiping down the counter as if trying to keep busy. I think maybe I will ask her to summon the meteor for me as I cross the street. When I am near enough to speak, she doesn't look at me though I feel she saw me. Before I can open my mouth, I see a bright fiery flash of light to my left. Realizing that of course no words are necessary, I smile and wave at the woman and turn to the meteor impact.

There's a blue and white townhouse on fire opposite of the stadium and several people are running around making a huge commotion, but no one seems to know what to do. I glide over to the house and stop at the unpainted picket fence. A man seems overly frantic so I give him a job, “Hey. Why don't you go call 911?” The man nods and runs off. I shrug and float closer to the house, but something weird happens.

I am now standing in front of an extra large doll house that's nearly as tall as myself. I am amused and a little annoyed that the townhouse shrunk like this, but I think I can still finish the task. The entire thing still burning and the fire has become translucent and hardly noticeable. I see a large hole in the roof and another in the floor of the second level. I reach in to try to grab a the meteor though I don't really see it. It doesn't matter because it's like I am a ghost and my hand passes through anything I touch. An adolescent boy runs up, pushes past me and takes something out of the house. He turns to examine his cupped hands and I assume he grabbed the meteor as I look over his shoulder. I am surprised when I see he just has something like a large sliver of dark brownish glass like from a broken beer bottle. I hear a chiming noise that shatters all dream content. I wake, cursing myself for not silencing my cell phone before going to bed.

I thought to DEILD but there was too much light in the room and I could not go back to sleep.