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So, it's been about two years since I last had a conversation with Jenn - ever since I went back to school. Since then, I slowly stopped having dreams about her(mostly because I stopped viewing her stuff on social media sites). But that I have almost nothing to do again(classes were full/struggling to get a job), I found myself thinking about her and checking her online profile to see if she is with another guy.

Dream:

I was back in Pacific High School(which was about 2-3 years ago), and the whole school were already walking home. I was standing near the sidewalk where I was able to see the streets very clearly. I had no idea what I was doing here - I never questioned it.

A few moments passed and I start paying attention to my surroundings. One area I used to always stare at during waking life was the front left corner of a sidewalk across the road. I saw Jenn there, talking to someone - a guy. I was shocked. This guy was almost like me except he was changed in cacky light brown shorts and a back t-shirt.

I stared closely at them to see what they were up to. Jenn seemed to be interested in him, judging by her facial expressions. I was not happy of this, especially after she told me in reality that she wasn't looking for a relationship. I had faith that if either one of them would of kissed the other, I would of killed them. I had so much anger for her.

After a while of watching them talk, the boy began walking towards his house. Surprisingly, I turned out following him opposed to Jenn. I moved through the crowds of students saying 'excuse me' and 'thank you' while keeping a close distance to the boy. After I got out of the crowd, I saw the boy walking in to a one-way street. I slowly moved in for a closer look and crouched down to avoid being seen.

During this moment, I had strong thoughts to commit murder on this boy. I just wanted him to die and knew he didn't deserve Jenn with the type of personality he had(but somehow some girls dig that). I ignored killing him this time. I got back up and left.

After waking up from a nap I will have the tendency to go back to sleep. What is different from the first time that I slept however is that I recognize the transition between being awake and asleep. Sadly during this precious time I do can not stay in there forever(I hardly do what I want when I am lucid any ways). The more I go back in after waking up the shorter, and shorter it gets. This is a problem as my fastest lucid dream is only a few seconds. I am hoping that with time I will figure out a way to prolong my dream state for a matter of years and do it all in one night sleep. I have tried different methods for more clarity in my lucid dreams. From doing basic math in my head, to touching my hand. They seem to have worked well occasionally and to my surprise. I am hoping to learn new methods that have proven to have had longer lucid sessions. Personally I am tired of minute-dreams.

11.09.2014

Wife meets a neighbor at a weird mass. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I found myself enjoying a vacation with my wife and we were in a very Roman city, at Old Town area The road was pavimented with stones and all the construction appeared to be from several years ago, it felt like very old school this place.

We were visiting a Cathedral and it was also very Roman type of thing and it was beautiful.







We took a ton of photos and it was beautiful and my wife told me to enter it so check it out and I felt that would be an awesome idea. As we entered it, apparently there was a mass going on, but the bishop was not there. There were a lot of people praying and reading books (I guess bibles...) They were playing pop music and that felt to me very weird. (Usually I am good at picking up dream signs, but missed this one big time.)

As one song ended, i heard the first few notes from a Dragon Ball themed song. I was even more surprised and I told my wife about it, but someone changed the song to the next one. But only half a second from this song played and they stopped the music. As silence was dominant at the Cathedral, I saw a Bishop coming in and everybody stood up. Even though I am a spiritualist and non Catholic, I felt I would due my respects and stand up as well. The Bishop was holding a bible and he was trying to speak, but there was a lot of noise inside and no one seemed to care that the mass was going to get started.

Suddenly, my wife's cell started to ring at an extremely loud volume, to a point that it echoed throughout the entire Cathedral. Despite my wife trying to find her cell phone and not being able to, no one seemed to care either, there was a lot of chattering around the church and the Bishop was getting mad. I saw the Bishop waving at some people and suddenly people started to join a line, they were going to have communion or something. I figured that I should join the line as well for respects.

Some monk or something was lifting one of those things you eat for communion:







However, there were not signing or anything, just people joined the line. When it was my turn, a monk handed one to me and said, "Christ flesh." And placed it on my hands. However, it had like two Doritos attached to it. I ate it and it tasted like cardboard. It was pretty disgusting and I could not swallow it, so upon spilling it out, it felt and tasted like wet paper.

I was trying to find my wife, but she was talking with some neighbor that she found. It appears that this neighbor of hers was teaching English classes and she would share with the neighbor that she spent nine years at the US and knew better English than the teacher. I tried to talk to my wife, but she was focused our neighbor. She told my wife that she would be nicknamed "Acorn" After this, they had their goodbyes and my wife told me she hopped she called her for English teaching opportunities.

11.09.2014

Instant bulk-up (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in some sort of town, it appeared to be a small neighborhood and I was with some of my family. My mom was taking pictures of some building and I walked around the place trying to look for my wife or for someone I supposedly was waiting for.

Suddenly, Plankton from Spongebob called me on my cell phone:







He told me to go ahead and it a $10 bill and swallow it with the intent of the bill to teleport to him. As soon as I did, he told me that he was testing an instant buff magic. I felt my body growing instantly and getting beefed up:







I found that to be very funny and my wife told me that she liked all my new muscles. I told her it was a temporal thing and she said that she did not mind that.

After a while, my mom was working on sharing something with me on her cell phone, but the cell phone would just not work. I decided to go shopping and some random guys wanted me to give them my wallet and get my butt out of there. I felt frustrated and I though, "Mr Nice Old soul is tired of this... they will pay." I decided to eat a $10 bill and a $5 bill and called Plankton for another buff up. He told me that it was just a test for the first time and that it was an expensive process where he would need $100. I felt it was not worth just for kicking some jerk's butt.

From here, lost track of the dream and something related to coffee happened.

method: I-AM, WT: 4.50 from REM sleep, 22 repeat, around 3 repeats and then DILD at 6.00
comments: pretty happy as method worked well again, with the tight window before our alarm goes off at 6.20am

Dream: I am in our bathroom with my wife and washing dishes in our out of place large metal freestanding tub. I am telling wifey that I have missed out on my chance to LD, she suggests changing the time to do a wake up and I suddenly think 'this is it - I'm dreaming'. I remember the TOTM challenge and rub my hands together as I charge down our hall towards my daughters open door yelling out (to no one in particular) 'I need some shoes!' (cheesey eh!). I get to her doorway and I can see out her window and wonderfully even the hall and her room are as exactly in real life the view is completely different. Rather than the neighbours roof and trees there is an open view of rolling green hills spreading to the horizon and a pinkish glow to the air - unfortunately this is just a glimpse as as soon as I reach her room the dream fades.
I am in the void and try imagine rubbing my hands on the carpet, but this doesn't work, so I imagine rowing - this works better I can almost feel myself on a skiff but it never quites happens. After awakening I still lie soon and slowly get some increasing visuals of walking up into a CTU type office, but by then my wife is up and I have to get up.

thoughts: next LD going to concentrate on stabilization before running off, I really need to connect with the environment, I had enough time to do this but focused on the task too quickly.
Also the rowing could be a good DIELD trick for me, the motion seems easy and natural.

Ritual: After five hours of sleep I woke naturally and was determined to make a good WILD attempt. I spent an hour-long WBTB reading and writing about dreams, then returned to bed just before the sun rose. Despite a promising transition phase in which I observed hypnagogic visuals and audio distinctly manifesting, I was interrupted by frequent re-awakenings and eventually realized it was time to turn on my side and enter real sleep. I fully expected to WILD at this point because the conditions felt ideal, but instead I just had NLDs.

NLD: I had just left a cafe and was walking down the sidewalk to where I had parked a couple blocks away. The sky was oppressively dark, darker than seemed natural, and I composed a couple lines to try to describe it:

The world cowers beneath an enormous dark,
Unrepentent and unredeeming.

I wasn't sure if I liked them but figured I should write them down as soon as I could, because if I came up with a whole structure I could always come back to it and work it into something better.

As I entered the parking lot I noticed the moon. The last few days have seen a huge harvest moon, but this one was even bigger, with that sallow yellow hue that tints it when it is still low in the sky. Moreover, the pattern on its face was unusual: it resembled a winged dragon, drawn with iconic simplicity and in a rampant position like a figure on shield heraldry. I felt an urge to photograph it.

I opened the passenger side door, left it open, and sat down on the edge of the seat to brace myself so I could try to frame a good clear shot of it on my iPhone. I thought I felt movement and the image was bouncing around on the screen, the moon lost among some trees now. Was the car driving off with me? How inconvenient! I reached to the side and jerked up the emergency brake, then returned to my attempt to take a picture.

As I held up the phone again and looked at the image on the screen, I was more alert to the possibility of movement this time, and yes, I was able to confirm from it that indeed we were moving, and this was preventing me from taking clear photograph. Bad car! We were now driving rather quickly down a city street so I scooted fully inside and managed to get the door closed. (I realize now that in the dream the car door was hinged in the back and opened backwards, flat against the side of the car, rather than being hinged in the front and opening outwards as in WL.)

Once the car door was closed I wanted to get control of the car back, so I awkwardly climbed over into the driver's seat. A towel seemed to be wrapping around my feet and impeding me, but with some effort I managed to get myself seated appropriately so that I could take over the driving. I had been planning to do some other things before leaving the quarter of the city that we'd come from, but by now we had driven away too far for it to be convenient to return, so I decided to just go home instead.

After that I was waking up, but there was one more scene where I was standing next to a tram and again wondered if I wanted to return to the area I'd been in at the start of the dream. Once more I decided not to, since I couldn't be sure the tram would go to the right place either, and I was at that point under the impression that it was the tram, not my car, that had driven off with me.

Then I realized with exasperation how absurd it was that dreams continually present me with situations that are extraordinary by the standards of waking life, yet I usually don't recognize them as evidence of dreaming. Why not? "I guess I just don't find them strange" was all I could come up with. Later I realized that I was at least still half in a dream state as I had these thoughts, and didn't realize I was dreaming then either.

All I remember is that I said something like this while I was talking with someone
"Man this place is boring, the whole country is boring..."
Then this somebody said
"Oh no it isn't, let me show you the sea of Hungary!"
"
What the heck, does Hungary have a sea"

"Of course, it does" - he said

Soonly , I'm on a higher ground near to that beach. Then I descend down to the beach.
This somebody is with me and says things such "Wonderfull, isnt it?" I say "yes, I gonna look around, come"
But he\she stays there , watching around , I guess. then I see a forest like thing, there is a little lake, surrounded by trees on the end of this lake , theres a waterfall, it seems to be wonderfull.
"I go there " I say, then he\she says "Watch out ..."
As I go there , Things got weird, the way to the lake was got longer and everything gone to very dark.
I realize this is a jungel and that I could be killed by some wild animal...
Then in this moment I feel a bite on my finger ..
I see its a little lizard and it jumps around I was like "get off you little sh***" ,Then I thinked "Probably it wasn't venomous.
I try to run out from this place, back to the beach, but then I lost my power and a part of my consciousness.. I feel a kind of pain...
Wild Instincts emerge, this animal self is unleashed now, I moan in an animal way , anger shakes up with the instincts , I use all my energy to move, its like if I'm partially paralysed but I still try like crazy, and I manage to stand up , walk, then run with this distorted moving coordination.
I can hardly breath, Incredible weakness is in all my muscles ,I cannot think.
Then , I finally reach the beach, I kneel I look up the sky and I scream from suffering.

Then the dream switches, now I'm in some kind of weird fps, I'm in the same place, now I have a weapon in my hands
and I'm near to a car , theres a swat guy standing there
as I'm about to shoot time slows down and I see the crosshair and it marks the guy , and then I see some titles like "danger factor" and then it describes that the more I'm visible the more danger I can get into
I get shot , I feel nothing
I respawn
I go back there but now theres no one.
Then I respawn and Again the same happens I get shot.
It ends.

That was a bit weird...

I dreamed that I was part of a school and as a science lesson we were supposed to transform ourselves into spiders with glowing orange eyes. It was horrible! Fortunately I didn't transform myself before the dream ended.

Then there was something about a school group swimming out in the open ocean during a huge storm. They died.

I had the first genuinely good dream in a while. I was in a fort of mats dancing. A dance teacher was there. Music was playing. I went to change the music, and one of the CDs said "Dream Incubation". It had a disturbing drawing on it, maybe a snake. I don't remember what happened before the dancing.

After the dancing, we went out to play basketball. I think my brother was there. He kept throwing my ball away from me and I would chase the ball to get it, and then there were annoying black bugs by where the basketball was and they were touching my skin. I woke up at 1:10 a.m.

The next dream I woke up at 3:05 a.m. From 3 to 3:30 is the hour where demons wander so I went into my mom's room after writing down the dream. The end of the dream was lucid. I was at a camp with a bunch of people, events were going on. I did a back flip and landed on my feet and then fell down on my back and hit my head and it hurt, so I thought this is real not a dream I finally did a flip and landed on my feet. Then I was given a schedule on a napkin. A bunch of people, girls, decided to go for a run and left the building, so I dropped the napkin and followed them. They got ahead of me and I couldn't catch up. There was a steep grassy hill and I almost fell down. Part of it was as steep as a cliff. I saw a graceful thin woman dancing at the bottom of the hill/valley/cliff. It was a beautiful sight. I started to fly, and I realized it was a dream. I thought, I'm dreaming. I flew back to the building and pushed through the people, a fat man with short black hair. I went into the bathroom and closed my eyes and tried to stay in the dream, and woke up. I now realized that the girl dancing at the bottom of the valley/cliff was me, a graceful woman thin and strong not afraid to climb down to the valley, good at dancing and heavenly, the person I will become after years of being in heaven. I was seeing my future self dancing.

Later in the night I dreamt I was laying in a bed with a boy and I was upset about something and he was hugging me calming me down. I forget the rest of that dream.

I sit at a table on a covered, wooden, open-air deck somewhere in the mountains. I can see snow on the surrounding peaks, but it’s not cold. It feels more like the subtle warmth of spring. I’m here, in these mountains, at an elite boarding school for gifted students. But we’re not just gifted, we’re geniuses—the brightest of the bright, the top 1%.

There’s a game of Scrabble set up on the table before me, but the board is four times larger than normal. Wooden letters litter the table surface; some capitals, some lowercase, some cursive. It’s a puzzle of some kind and we’re supposed to solve it, but we haven’t made any progress. Usually we work in shifts, but the latest group of students gave up early and went inside to rest. I’m taking a turn alone at the board. I know we need gloves to touch the letters, so I slip on the last pair of latex gloves from the now empty glove box which I discard off to my right. In front of me is a large bowl, also wooden, filled with perfectly carved Scrabble letters. Slipping my gloved hands in the bowl, I sift through the smooth, wooden chips, but it feels like I can’t think with these ridiculous gloves on and I quickly become frustrated. Snapping the latex from my fingers, I toss them to the side and plunge my fingers back into the letters, relishing in the feeling of the soft, sanded letters along my fingertips. One of my peers walks up then, and gestures to the bowl my ungloved hands are sifting through.

“We’re supposed to wear gloves,” He says.

“I know,” I say, my attention never leaving the bowl.

He watches my fingers, as fascinated as I am, then sits quietly next to me at the table. I look at the surface in front of him which is covered with more letters. Abandoning the bowl, I turn my attention instead to the letters on the table. As I do, I notice that there are a bunch of A’s, a lot of N’s, some T’s, a few W’s, and all the other letters of the alphabet are sprinkled in. Reaching out, I begin to line the letters up and, as I do, I realize they’re not in alphabetical order which really bothers me because I know it will make sorting them take longer. The boy watches my growing frustration with surprised curiosity.

“What are you doing?” He asks.

“Sorting.” I say, continuing to shuffle letters around.

“Do you think that will help?” He asks.

I don’t respond; I don’t think it will help. I only hope it will let us see the problem more clearly.

1. I was in my house, and there were many young kids over, each kid about 10-12 years old. I was just chilling, but they were playing around in my room. I remember going downstairs and out of my house, into my backyard, and then into a huge shed. Once I entered this shed, I started looking for the cookies that I had bought from a store in an earlier dream this night. I looked around, and the entire shed was packed with stuff.
Eventually I found my cookies and took two of them and enjoyed myself. In that earlier dream, I had went into a store of some sort and bought 3 small white, vanilla cookies, and 2 big red cookies with red sprinkles. They looked delicious. When I bit into the vanilla cookie, it tasted amazing. I felt as though I could eat them forever. After I finished eating 2 cookies, I went back into my house and into my room once more.
Inside, the kids were still playing around, and now my sister had joined them. I don't remember what I myself did during this time, but I remember that minutes later I became really mad when I asked the kids, "where are my cookies?! Who lost them?!?". None of them knew where they were. Immediately I ran downstairs and out into the shed. When I got inside I looked for my cookies, but I couldn't find them. My sister came down along with all of the kids and they helped me look for them.
After a minute or two, I finally found my cookies. They were right were I had put them before. I felt satisfied and ate another cookie and then exited the shed. Upon exiting, I saw a Latina woman that was really tan and had a few tattoos. I walked over to where she was standing, under our patio, and talked to her. She asked me to give her a massage on her back while she was standing up, so I did. I started with her left shoulder and then I proceeded down. At one point I felt uncomfortable as I was starting to have to take off her clothes to go down, but she said, "No it's fine, Im letting you touch me."
She was wearing a tank top, so as I continued the massage I slid down the top of her tank top off. "Whoa, am I dreaming?". Immediately without question I knew the answer without a doubt. I came in front of the Latina lady and drew her close to me, and as I did so I grabbed her ass and started kissing her on the neck. I continued going lower and into her breasts. Finally I realized that I was wasting time and that I needed to be following my dream plan.
With that thought, I walked away from the woman and flew up into the air. Seconds into flight I focused on myself too much and I woke up.

2. I was outside somewhere and it was nighttime. I don't remember how I became lucid, but I was. I took off and flew into the air. I remember "feeling" that I was a perfect flyer before I took off, and as I took off I found myself in perfect control. I remember flying really high and then looking down and feeling a little unnerved so I descended my altitude a little bit. I continued flying around for quite some time, the entire time I felt in really good control.

This is a big mish-mash of stuff from the last couple days. I've been caught up with college.

I am at S's house. But it feels more like my grandmother's house mashed with some completely unfamiliar elements. S is having a birthday party, and has invited only me and seven or eight very attractive girls.
S is in his room all alone, and the girls are doing shots (and drunk as all heck). The invite me to try and drink the most, and give me a big glass of tequila. I take it, and when nobody is looking, pour it out the open window.
S calls us into his bedroom, that looks more like a hotel room with two beds. He sits everyone down and we start playing apples to apples.

My extended family (so a lot of people) are being taken to a very upscale movie theater by my cousin to see Divergent. We get there and the movie starts by explaining the post-apocalyptic setting. But then it begins to deviate from the plot some.
Man, why does this always happen? A dream glitch occurs and I become a character the movie.
So it turns out this isn't Divergent, but rather some other movie. The plot is as follows, and it's complicated.
Meteorites containing an unknown alien element come crashing to earth. There are just a few at first, but slowly more and more of them begin to arrive. When the meteorites impact they create what are known as psychic wormholes. These are portals intertwining the planets of the inner solar system (that have also been hit by these meteorites) as well as the distant origin star system. The portals can effect a human's consciousness by hypnotizing them to walk into the portal, turning them into a zombie, or just trying to kill them.
Humanity built anti-oribtal laser cannons to combat the meteorites and prevent the portals from covering too much of the earth's surface. Although a large percentage of the earth is already under the influence of these portals, there are small zones where the remaining humans live that are free from the psychic effects of the portals.
Occasionally scientists and others go outside of the safe zones to study the portals and look for ways to destroy them. But only people with what's known as a 'psychic resistance' can leave the safe zones and study the portals.
I can remember that I am one of the people that is going outside the safe zone. I am waiting in a field alongside others. Some people are saying goodbye to their families and hugging one another and what not, because of the people turned into zombies, going near the portals is dangerous.
My character is however, an orphan. I have nobody to say goodbye to.
While I am waiting in the field, I notice the surroundings. I recall there being a huge concrete pedestal in the field with a telescope observatory dome on top of it. But rather than a telescope there is this huge steel cone with prongs on the end of it. There is a red conduit going up the side. I think to myself that is probably one of the anti-orbital lasers.
A small boat pulls up in a lake by the field, and people start getting on. That is the boat that take us outside the safe zone. I take note of how cramped the boat looks but then remember that the ride is not very long. I get on-board.
It was at this point that I met a character called The Marshall. He was this huge, brawny man who wore a cowboy hat and motorcycle goggles. He divided everyone up into groups, each one of us was to investigate one portal. They needed as many people as possible for these missions so anyone with psychic resistance had to come.
My group wound up being with a very young, brown haired boy, probably six or seven. An elderly woman, at least 70. And a woman with short black hair who was probably in her 20's. She looked like as though she was very experienced with going outside of the safe zones.
I can remember the Marshall passes out a printed test to everyone to make sure that they have the psychic resistance that he needs.
...
The dream skips ahead to my group walking through the streets of an overgrown city. The black-haired woman has a detector used for locating the exact location of the wormhole. The old woman, who was around before the meteors struck, knows this city because she used to live in this town.
We end up finding the wormhole on the floor of an abandoned Cafe. It is a small blue energy vortex bound onto the floor, perhaps a foot in diameter. It seems to distort the tiles around it, making them appear to twist with it.
I walk into the cafe, through the broken front wall, and the black haired girl tells me not to go too close. Even though I have psychic resistance, I can still hear the wormhole calling to me, telling me to jump in. I decide to give in to it, even though I could easily fight off the desire.
I can remember walking over to the spot on the floor. I look up at the ceiling and see a small hole, no bigger than a baseball with sunlight streaming though and think about the meteor falling through it. I then jump into the portal.
...
I am high above the earth's atmosphere. The moon is huge and very close to earth. Mars is smaller and visible on above the moon. I start falling toward the earth and burning up in the atmosphere.
...
I am standing in what feels like the entrance to an ancient city. There are roman-styled buildings made out of a white crystal all around. They appear crumbled and in a state of disrepair but are still beautiful. There are cherry blossom trees everywhere, and the air is thick with flower petals. There are so many petals that they form a thin layer, perhaps an inch thick on the ground.
Hands break through the thick mat of petals and grab me around the ankles, and start pulling me in. It feels like the petals are much deeper now, and the scent of them is overwhelming. I struggle and scream but it is muffled. I start to become lucid. I wake up.

I am at my university. I am walking around and come across this very odd dorm building that looks like a motel. It is supposed to have really fancy dorms but looks very junky and beat-up.
...
I am having a fight with somebody. We both have mild superpowers. I can recall we are fighting in the parking lot. I pick up a small white car and try to throw it at him.
I recall very vivid imagery as the car skids down the parking lot hitting another car and then my opponent. I can remember hearing one of the car's alarms going off.
...
I then tried to chase the opponent who as acting like he didn't want to fight anymore.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a kitchen that was very cluttered with dishes and such on the counters, which were black. Dallas was with me. I picked up this small silver fairy figurine that was encased in a glass bubble. There were water droplets on the glass, as if it had just been washed. I knew someone else had washed it. I asked Dallas something and turned around and saw him. For some reason, I was afraid he'd get upset with what I asked him. He didn't, however.

The washed figurine had something to do with this Smash Brothers-like adventure/fighting game. The game also had something to do with real life. I saw what was like a cut scene, where all these previously unplayable and evil characters were joining with their friends to join the fight. I remember seeing one that was a blind ant. He had a cane and his eyes were grey. He was with his other ant friends saying he was going to join the fight in more or less words. The ants were "bad", but they were joining forces with the good because there was a greater enemy. I figure it was close to the end of the game.

Then, I was in the bathroom at our apartment. Mk was there too, but she was much taller and had lots more hair, which was all pulled up in a messy ponytail/bun. She was also wearing this multi-colored robe/towel thing. She was reaching into the shower to turn it on when I stopped her, saying
"I need to take a shower. I have to work at 10."
I thought about the current time. It was 8:34am. I was afraid she'd be annoyed or upset, but she turned around, smiled, and stepped away from the shower.

~

I know that I dreamed before this, and I swore I'd remember it, but no dice. Maybe I'll remember later.

This dream was like a videogame, i entered a castle in order to fight a witch.
Then i showed my sister another videogame, but she didn't like it.

I could not remember any more because when i woke up i noticed i was late for college and that made me nervous

.../I'm in sort of a first person shooting game which name is 'Combat' or some. We're in a patrol moving across a road, we know the enemies are hiding at the left side of the road. To the right there's a precipice. We're preparing to cross an open place where it's supposed to be an enemy entrenchment. Got our weapons ready and we cross shooting everywhere to cover our run. Once we crossed it I notice there's no more road and stop just at the edge of the precipice which is now in front of me. Another guy stops to my side, and I'm like "It was really close!" When I sit to see the landscape to the front, there's a beautiful lake in the middle of a jungle down there. which most of its color tones and perspective look something like this:



although the lake starts some hundred meters to the front because there's some jungle ground between its shores and the bottom of the precipice, it extends to the sides and there's no river from my point of view, it just goes to dark green, almost black to the rear of the dreamscape. I'm amazed with this view and I want to tell my pal it looks like a dream! Now every thing makes sense, I don't need to RC to confirm it. I'm just blown away with the dreamscape. The lake looks awesome, its waters seem to be deep in some parts although it's not homogeneous. My first impulse is to jump off the cliff and start air surfing, I want to fly above that view for a while before doing anything else. I ask my partner to move on because his legs are impeding me to move and stand up and run some before jumping. It's impossible to get a proper distance so I stand up and just jump off the cliff to start surfing on the air. It takes a while before my motion turns to the front in stead of free falling, like in a wing-suit jump. There's a moment when I think I'm going to crash to the ground, I stop looking for a while but then I go on looking to the front thinking it's not good to close my eyes, finally I'm flying above the lake. I'm totally excited with it, while I start to air surf almost above the waters at a high speed, I remember the TOTM. I realize it's too late to think about it because of I'm in the middle of an adrenaline rush and it would have been better to do it before the jump. Anyway, perhaps it's not that bad, I look for some ground to land as I get closer to the surface and calm myself down. It turns in a tropical swamp with some weird plants around. I remember the shoes task. As I'm getting about to land, I see a pair of white velcro shoes with orange-yellow tapes for girls, in the middle of some vegetation. Great imagination buddy boy! Ok, it doesn't say it must correspond to my gender. I land, and look for the shoes, when I see more pairs here and there, some sneakers are good, but all are for ladies. C'mon can you put something more interesting? It's getting too long, so I pick up the first shoe I see close to me, again it's a girls sneaker, size for kids. Just one! I don't see the other one. I decide to pick up the next pair I see. Another pair of sneakers for kids, light purple with laces. Ok, it doesn't matter, they will fit, I know it. Next step, find a place to change mine. I walk around looking for a comfortable place while feeling the shoes in my hand and looking around to avoid fading away. I try to keep calmed, but I'm little bit over excited. I find some ground to sit. while opening the shoes because of the laces are too tight. I pull off my left shoe to find it's laced around my ankle. Great idea right? I look for the lace with my fingers to pull it off. Finally I got to free my foot and put on the first shoe.


* I wake up pushing my foot in the same direction