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I'm with my parents and a smattering of other family members in Shrewsbury, visiting grandparents. We're going on a day trip in the car to Ypres. I say to Dad, isn't Ypres in Belgium of something, and he says no, it's just down the road. Who knew? Apparently it's a giant war museum these days because it was all but destroyed in the second world war.

In the way we stop at some traffic lights and Dad hops out to pee in a bush (world's smallest bladder) and the lights go through several changes but it's not our turn for a while, but when it gets to our turn I'm shooting out the window for dad to stop faffing about (by this time he's standing in the middle of the road looking at clouds or something. There are several cars behind us waiting for us to get on with it!

Eventually, we pull up at the end of an inauspicious country land onto a grassy parking area. There's a massive, grandiose but partially ruined Gothic edifice that appears to be the official entrance, it's somewhat reminiscent of the hollow shell of Coventry's old cathedral but made of a very blackened limestone.

We go inside and look at the entrance fee and rules. It's only a couple of quid, but we're only allowed to spend two hours there which we all agree is a stupid rule. We go in and are on a coach driving through abandoned houses and other buildings, most have bricked up windows presumably to preserve them. I think that the rule about only spending 2 hours here sends even sillier given the obvious size of the place.

The coach stops and we all pile out into a slightly fake looking street full of period shops with mannequins depicting typical historical activities. There's a tour guide who starts telling stories about the various buildings and other features. Somehow we've ended up with a Dutch speaking group so u don't understand much of the tour guide's stories, only catching that apparently the rule for washing was that you must use exactly 37 wipes of your flannel.

I investigate a couple of the shops, the signage is all in English and I furrow my Bros trying to decide whether that is surprising or not. One of the shops seems to be a working but historically themes gift shop with the people behind the counter in character as people of a bygone era. Another is apparently undergoing some kind of fitting out and is essentially empty but for a woman moving boxes and such around.

To one side of the street is a broad stream which on closer inspection turns out to have large alligators in it. There's a boy standing right by the edge of the water and I'm concerned that he might get attacked by an alligator. As I'm trying to decide if I should do sobering about that, I realise he's now walking along the back of one of the alligators and reaches down to rub the back of its head! The alligator seems to be happy enough with that and even rolls over for a belly rub! As I look closer, I realise that all the alligators have badly deformed snouts, most of them look like they've suffered some kind of fairly severe and partially healed crush injury. I figure with some confusion that these crocs have been selected (or maybe even deliberately inured) in order to be "safe" in this place.

Harriet is here and reaches up to hold my hand, which I accept with a smile and we walk off into a gentle waking up...

29.01.2015

Wife won't ride a baby attraction but decides to ride a massive roller coaster (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Full dream (+1)
First DILD (+10)
WBTB (+2)

I went to a theme park and it appeared to be almost empty of people,e yet the weather was awesome and I felt pretty excited. I first walked towards the Pirate Ship. It was pretty much like the real thing, but there were no people in line and I wondered if it was open. I always like to warm up riding this baby. Not a huge rush, but it is fun.







As I got closer to the attraction, I saw that on some of the rows there were people dressed in black, and it seems that they needed to assist into swining the boat. My wife chickened out from riding this one (she would not ride it in waking life) so she decided to just hang around while I rode it. One of the employees was giving me instructions in how to ride it. I told her I rode it many times in my life and I was trying to step inside.

I saw the employee, who now was my friend, walking away, so I followed her and I was having a nice chat with her. I saw an attraction that had the face of Lord Ganesh which I was trying to incubate (+15) which I found very amusing to see on an amusing park.








From here, I was enjoying a couple drinks with my new female friends and suddenly, I heard the noise of a roller coaster. She exalted, "Oh yeah, let's go!" I followed here and there was a massive roller coaster. She said that she loved it, that it was so amazing I had to ride it.







I looked at it and I felt it would be so cool, so I joined the line. I recalled that I was supposed to ride the pirate ship and that my wife would be waiting outside. I pulled my phone to text her but she joined us and asked me what was going on with the Pirate ship. I told her I was going to ride the roller coaster instead. She replied to me, "Oh, alright" followed by joining the line. I asked her, "Where do you think you are going?" while I was laughing. She replied, "To ride it!" I turned lucid right away. My wife would not ride an even tiny little kids roller coaster and she would not even look at the beast roller coaster I was planning to ride. I decided to get two points out of talking with a DC, so I told my wife, "Yeah right... you riding that... lol."(+2)

I had my cell phone still on my hands so I attempted to use it. I saw a ton of weird characters and I believe my screen was in black and white (+4) I decided to take a flight to make my dream stable (+1) I kept flying for a while (+4) until I saw a sea scenery that looked very pretty when suddenly the alarm clock woke me up.

Dream 1 - Soapy Jack takes down the evil accountants.
I'm in the offices of a small accountancy firm where everything seems to be done by hand. At first I think I've got a temporary job there and just get on with the work, categorising expenses and revenue under nominal codes and all the rest of the boring crap accountants are famous for being boring for. After a while I realise there are some key gaps in my understanding that I would have known if I'd been through the basic introductory training and I rationalise this by saying I must have missed that because I'm an undercover agent!

[I think I woke up here and rejoined the dream in a later dream but I remember it as one dream.]

I'm back at the offices outside of office hours possibly to steal some secret paperwork or some other spy like activity and I realise there are several people already here and they've rumbled me. There are 4-5 of them and they all know kung fu, but so do I, so BRING IT ON! We start doing kicks and flips and blocks and the like, I realise that being outnumbered means I have to be creative, so I start throwing staplers and iPhones and anything else that might slow them down enough to make their attacks manageable, I manage a couple of knock down blows and then dive through the window, grabbing the paperwork on my way and run off into the night.

When I wake up, I'm left with the impression that for some reason my character's name is Soapy Jack. No idea what that's about...

Dream 2 - Shopping is complicated:
I'm at the checkout at Tesco with a trolley full of shopping. I start putting items on the conveyor and reach to get a "next customer please" divider, the little track they're normally on has been used for various little items that people decided they didn't want to buy after all, but there is a divider among the creme eggs and other random bits and bobs.

As the customer before me finishes up and leaves and it's my turn, I realise I left my reusable bags in my car. I ponder just using the disposable bags but my car is parked in the near side of the carpark, so I say to the chap manning the till "do you mind if I nip to my car and get my bags, I'll be literally less than two minutes" and I dash out while he blips my items.

The next thing I know, I'm pulling up in my car at home and realise I just drove home on autopilot rather than getting my bags and the checkout guy has been left waiting!

I rush back to apologise and retrieve my shopping. I get a bit distracted and pick up a couple if other things to buy. At the checkout I ask what happened to my shopping and somebody explains that they finished blipping it and put it in the trolley over by the customer service desk where I can pay for it.

This seems like a good idea and I say thank you but it turns out they want to charge me a fee for their trouble and don't want to tell me how much it is. I wake up confused!


Dream 3 - Sneaking through back gardens:
[I had made notes on this with my voice recorder but managed to l lose the recording, so this is somewhat vague and brief.]

I'm at the bottom of a largeish suburban garden, sneaking through, I climb over fences and through bushes and brambles. After going through half a dozen gardens, I start to climb a flagpole or mobile phone mast or something. At the top I perch on a spar that sticks out the side and watch some kids playing in the garden below. There's some conversation with the kids but I can't recall any of it...

29.01.2015

Racing through income traffic in my car (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Full Dream (+1 pts)

I was driving and got to some stangle town where there was a ton of people. It was night and there were some heavily tuned up cars with flashy colors. Some of them, appeared to be extremely fancy and with a massive horse power.







I was in my car, which is a more than excellent car, but not for racing. However, I had a friend who was my copilot and he spawned out of nowhere next to me.

My car suddenly started to run at a massive speed. I did not even needed to change gears, as it accelerated and changed gears on its own. I believe I was not even stepping on the gas while the car was running.

Driving down the street, suddely I went into income traffic, but I did not crash into any single car, it was pretty amazing and scary at the same time, as I did not want to total my car.

As Louis, being seen as a vampire by someone who I didn't want to see that, fleeing the scene, and Lestat finding this much more funny than I think is appropriate.

Discussing a military operation, looking at a map of what is essentially much of India and Southeast Asia, although at this point in time - meant to be 6th or 7th century or so - the countries and their borders are significantly different than in the present; we're primarily discussing a trade route at the moment, but I've also been having a disagreement with the man in charge about our manpower. While discussing the trade route, we receive word of 500 archers spotted approaching from the north, in addition to the army we're already facing. I am significantly less confident about our ability to handle this than the boss is.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

As some manner of religious authority, I'm performing a ritual to help a group of people, a sort of blessing or summoning, making something sacred. At the start of the ritual I have to offer up whatever spiritual virtue I possess as a sacrifice; this will leave me vulnerable until the ritual's complete, so I'm relying on the two people who asked for my help to accompany me. With the offering made, we step through a portal.

This takes us to a dark and dusty room, a place I'm familiar with. I summon light into my hands, with an effect much like a dim flashlight. In the middle of the floor there's a large trunk full of false panels, something a stage magician might use; at the moment it's lying open so that all its tricks are clearly visible to anyone who might pass through. I didn't leave it like that. There are a few objects on the shelves of the room that weren't here the last time, indicating that someone other than me has indeed been using this place. This is something to worry about. I close the trunk properly, and we continue.

A brief memory gap - after the dark room, we came out into a field at night with a river off to our right, and what we did here I can't remember; but then we came to the cliff at the opposite side of the field, and the view here was so fantastic that I briefly went fully lucid to enjoy it. I'm looking down on an immense lake so still that I can see stars reflected here and there. In the far distance, there's an immense grey statue of a falcon submerged in the lake so that only its head is above the water - but that small part of the statue above the water is at least the height of a two or three story building.

Continuing the storyline, this is certainly the appropriate place to perform a sacred ritual, so I begin a prayer - something about the lake filling with stars. But before I get very far, that river off to our right rises in a flood. The two people with me are afraid, but I'm thinking this is convenient - we'll just ride that water down to the lake.

The river sweeps us over the cliff, which is great fun, and when I sink under the water of the lake I can see a group of hammerhead sharks swimming far below. They don't seem to care about us. Surfacing, although we've all separated, we're all making our separate ways toward that falcon statue.

Along the way, however, I bump into a seal; it considers me and then swims on. And then into a shark; the same happens again. And another shark, and this one seems more interested in my presence; and another that I have to physically shove away; and so on; I'm not concerned about my safety - though I am worried about the other two - but I become so busy fending off sharks that I can't continue to the statue.

When ever I wake up from a dream, I always give myself another hour of dream time by going back to sleep.
During this session however I was certain to remember around around 20-30 minutes of dream time.
Some involving being somewhere else and confusing my surrounding reality to be the right reality because of where I was. I wasn't in my house, but a house I would go to during my childhood summers. I found it plausible to be in this house, and swiftly accepted it as I was awake. Later on however the dream collapsed and I woke up. This was dream 1. Dream 2 was waking up on my bed in a dream and visiting other houses around 10 minutes later of what ever I was doing. The first house I visited used to belong to a kid named Brandon that I knew in my childhood. It was occupied by a man, a woman, and maybe a child or two (im fuzzy on the details). They knew my name, and they could see me. This amazed me because the whole time I thought I was invisible. On the second and final house I visited was more a store than a house because of how it had clothes racks full of what seemed to be, fancy clothes. This is an obvious sign that this wasn't what the house really is like on the inside, and it's just my imagination making shit up.

I hope that my dreams will be extended and longer, because this sort of hobby is the most excitement I can find out of life.

After waking up at around 3:57 in the morning and spent enough time to get my mind focused back on becoming lucid, I laid in bed turning over again and again for almost two hours. I'm not sure if I felt asleep during that time or I might of not noticed I was already asleep, but it felt like I didn't get any sleep until sometime before 8:00 later that same morning.

I continuing laying in bed for a few more minutes to see if I'm still able to go back to sleep. Moments later, I noticed a strange vibration going on through my chest. I was laying on my side facing the wall. At first I thought it was because of the amount sleeping pills I was taking. Then I noticed a blurry scene as I began drifting off to sleep. In this scene I saw a small bond with a stack of wooden sticks laying on top of each other. I stared at the pond trying to figure out what to make of it - whether I was dreaming or not. Seconds later, I get this sudden urge of panic. After staring at the pond with the set of sticks nestled in to it for a few more seconds, I felt a strong vivid sense of sinking inside it. I woke up startled, but then found out it wasn't over.

I woke up laying on my side facing my bedroom. I was wrapped up in my blankets as I slowly began opening my eyes. I tried to move my muscles but couldn't. This obviously meant only one thing. I was paralyzed. Upon realizing it, I heard voices going on in the bedroom. I heard my sister telling me happy birthday. I heard my mother telling me something nice about me. The rest, I couldn't remember. The voices started to get closer. I panicked. Nestled in to my blankets, I reminded myself of something. It was all just in my head. I was hallucinating. It wasn't real. I did my best trying to realize that and remained as calm as I tried to be. I kept my eyes closed and thought of a place in which I could become lucid in. I first thought about Sydney. I thought about trying to summon her back on my parking lot just like the previous night. It wasn't a bad idea but then again, I didn't want the dark skies to be there if I did wake up to that same dream.

Instead, I wanted to go back to my elementary school. I wanted to see the beautiful playground standing in the middle of the school. I wanted to be safe. I imagined this location as best as I could and after a more seconds of listening to those surrounding voices, I started to drift away from my dream bed. My body flew out of the bed, without any effort on my part, and started flying straight towards the door exiting my bedroom. Unfortunately, that was all that happened. I woke up.

Increasingly frustrated, I was trying to rearrange the objects on the top shelf of the refrigerator. This was made challenging by the downward slope of the shelf and the fact that there was no raised lip at the front to catch things. It was also quite full, so the weight of the objects in the back was pushing down against the things in the front and knocking them off. My dad walked up as I was once again moving things around trying to find a more stable arrangement, so I complained to him:

"The fridge is full of bread—bagged bread! And milk." I screwed up my face, pronouncing "milk" with as much disgust as I could put into my voice. I've never liked milk, but thought I should provide a better reason for my objection. "The milk's going to go bad in a few days and then we'll have to throw it out."

"Room for more bread!" My father kept a straight face, but I was pretty sure he was teasing me.

"Look," I said impatiently, "If this is some kind of survivalist thing, we'd do better to stock complex carbohydrates than all this processed crap."

First dream - fragment

I was in school. With teacher and classmates we were talking about structural organisation of forestry units.

Second dream

I was in home. We were preparing the attic to make bedrooms there. First we had to take all the trash from there. If we found anything of value, we took it to cleaning. Most of the objects were covered with cobwebs. There were gigantic spiders walking on them. They had random colors, like red or yellow. Two of them made a huge cobweb across the whole room.

Third dream

With my siblings we went out of supermarket. It was starless, moonless night. We went to the parking, and looked for our vechicle. We've found it. It was a tanker. We climbed up to its roof. The driver probably wasn't aware of this. As soon as my siblings jumped up on it, they've fallen down. I was holding on, until it started to move. I've fallen to the ground, and couldn't move. A man in white radiation protective suit came, and started to kick me. I could see the footing of his shoes quite vividly when he kicked me in the face. Suddenly the driver of tanker drove over my siblings. He couldn't reach me with the vechicle, as I was lying too close to some buildings. When he tried to drive over me again, I could move again and I escaped by climbing up the roof and jumping straight into my garden. I've landed in front of gigantic cobweb with two spiders on it, one was red and second yellow. Both had six black dots on them.

Went from 12:30 (last night) to about 11:45. I woke up very early this morning too.

-Uncle Iroh was missing three fingers and a thumb on his right hand.

-Something to do with Minecraft


-I was in this strange environment where there were these pillar-like mountains, something like the mesas in the American southwest. Everything was made out of reddish stone. The sky was orange/red as well and there were a bunch of Jupiter/Saturn clones in the sky.


I was sitting in a small cafe/resturant with Neo and Morpheus. Kind of getting big boy or coney island vibes. Nothing fancy, but no fast food place either. There were agents after us and we had to defend ourselves. For some reason the 'agents' were Trinity clones rather than Agent Smith.

I became lucid at one point and started fighting back. I can't recall what triggered lucidity. Everyone else ran running and screaming out of the cafe. Even the other Matrix characters.

The agents seemed pretty easy to defeat. I recall having basic punch/kick fights to defeat a few.

I started looking for more interesting ways to fight them. I picked up a table and threw it at one. It fell out the window. I became aware of the fact that we were not on ground level.

I remember the most interesting one was the one that I picked up with a psychic grab and crushed so small she actually collapsed into a miniature back hole that sucked up some chairs/tables/food around her, then dissipated after a few seconds.

The 'Final Agent' came out that was supposedly the original, and would be the most difficult to defeat. She looked shorter and fatter than the others and carried an Uzi. She fired on me. I remember all of the bullets just fell off of me. I even caught some in my hand. This looked strange as it seemed to happen in slow motion and I saw a shock wave spread through my hand every time I caught one.

When she emptied the mag, I examined the bullets that I had caught. They felt warm from the gun. I then (without moving my hand) thought to fling them back. They all fired off, like a shotgun, back at my opponent and, well they should have killed her.

She then told me that she was not merely human... but rather...

She unzipped her leather outfit, and had nothing underneath. The moment I started to examine her body, I noticed it looked fake. Once the tight matrix leather was off, she started to unzip her skin starting from the head to reveal that she was in fact a terminator-like robot.

(Terminator-Matrix Crossover, somebody get on that)

...

I was at home, still lucid. My dad asked me what I was doing. I told him I was dreaming and was going outside to fly. I went outside. He responded with some curse words and begrudgingly told me to do whatever I wanted. It was a gray cloudy day.

His negativity seemed to be weighing on the whole dream though. I couldn't fly. I then thought that I might want to pursue him, find out why in my LD's my father is always such a negative influence.

I instead had a false awakening, but forgot the content of it.

1. I am outside next to a very busy street. Everyone is driving to wherever they are trying to go, and there is alot of traffic. Suddenly, a huge ship descends from the sky. It is green and has an evil appearance to it. It creates havoc and everyone starts panicking and running around. Meanwhile, I retreat back into a patio area that is attached to a tall building. Once I get here, I start looking for things to destroy the ship with. I find a chain, but it is attached to the brick wall, and the only way to get it out is to rip it out.
Suddenly I go into a sort of superman mode. I get this rush of power, and I can feel it too. I grab the chain and start to bend it in order to break it. While I am doing so I can hear cinematic music in the background. I start showing off, but no one saw me. Eventually, I break the chain off at one section so I can pull the rest out. Now, as I hold it in my hands, I leave the safety of the patio and start going towards the ship.
Right as I start doing so, the ship starts to slowly ascend and leave. I start running towards it and I jump to try to fly, but I can't. I keep trying and trying, but it doesn't work. Suddenly I become lucid. I realize that I don't need to destroy the ship or anything, but I still try a few more times to fly. I drop the chain and I try again, and this time it works; but not really. I get off of the ground for a good 1 or 2 seconds, and then I fall back down again.
I know what I want to do now- summon a specific dream character. I pull out my phone and look up their name in my contacts so I can call them, but their name isn't there. At the same time I am still trying to fly as well. I jump into the air and I start flying again, but only for 1 to 2 seconds and then I fall back. I see a nice hill not far away from me, so I get a running start and go over to the slope of it. Once I get to the top of it I jump into the air, and again the same thing happens, except for this time I also drop my phone while doing it.
I get up off of the grass and retrieve my phone which was sitting at the top of the hill, and I look through it some more. I realize that I need to take a different approach to finding this DC, but what else? The classical approach comes to my mind; just expect them. I walk over to a futuristic plaza looking area. It seems somewhat deserted and I only remember seeing 3 people over there- two girls and 1 guy. I am tempted to go for a blonde chick that is within that group. She has bleached blonde hair, is wearing skin tight shorts, and has a purse in her right hand.
I realize how much I fall into the trap of women, so this time I hold myself back and don't do anything. There was more after this, but I don't remember the rest.

2. I was in an airport with my friends Patrick, Dylan, Emily, and Treon. I had just walked away from my parents to chill with them for a little bit. As I come up to them Emily asks me, "Hey Cory, we are all going to visit China, do you want to come with us?". I imagined for a second what it would be like to be in China. Being surrounded by all the Chinese people and just the environment itself. As I imaged it it's like I actually went to China for a moment: a dream within a dream. It felt like I was actually there. I never ditch the crew, so I said yes, but I wasn't sure about how my parents would feel about this. A trip to China at a moments notice? I walk up to my mom and dad and tell them what the plan is and ask them if I can go.
"China!?!" my mom reacts. My dad sides with me and tells my mom that its no big deal. I tell them we will only be there for a week or so. As I walk back to the crew I look around the airport and realize the comfy atmosphere that it has set. Blue lights are around the entire airport, but the default airport lights themselves are dimmed. You can definitely tell that its night time because of it. Once I get up to Emily, I tell her that I can go. We then walk to Emily's car and everyone gets in and we start driving to the separated part of the airport where all of the planes are. For some reason, all of the planes are at another part of the airport, an entire other building.
As we are driving over there I realize that I didn't pack anything to take with me. All I have is my phone. I pull my phone out of my pocket and check how much battery is left. 33%. Not good. I know that it won't last the entire trip obviously. I tell Emily that we should turn around real quick so I can get my stuff, she complies. Before we turn around I talk with Dylan about how its going to feel riding on a plane since neither of us has done it in a long time. As I imagine the plane ride in my head, its like I actually go there for a moment: like a dream within a dream again for a second. I could feel myself inside of the plane and the plane ascending at a high angle. I even noticed the blue and velvet carpet that covered the plane floor. A small fear was created inside of me as I thought that the plane could crash.
We turn around and drive back to Patrick's house because he needs to get some stuff too. On the way back I remember thinking about how unfamiliar everything looked. The airport roads and everything. It all looked completely new to me. Once we got back to Patrick's house, I told everyone that I was going to go back to my house to get my stuff and that I would be back soon. Pat's house looked the same and as usual his kitchen lights are so bright that they shine through the kitchen window. I make a mental note that I need to get a weeks worth of boxers and my phone charger for sure.

3. I walk into my house and am greeted by my grandma who is talking to my mom and my sister right in front of the library room. I walk up to them and see that my grandma is about to give my sister a gift. She pulls out a book out of her bag and is about to give it to her. I "remember" that I've had this book before and that my name is written all over it, and that grandma had given this exact gift to me before. I tell my sister and mom this and my grandma smiles at me and tells me to be quiet.
To show that I am not lying, I open up the book and show everyone my signature that I wrote inside of the book. Each signature looked exactly how I write it in waking life. Out of curiosity I keep turning the pages. On every page that I turn too, my signature is there- written twice on every page. Each of the pages seem rather odd. There is only 2 lines on each page, and that is it. Nothing else is in the book. I leave my grandma, sister, and mom, and go into the living room.
As I do so, things get immediately quiet. All the lights turn off in the house and my grandma, mom, and sister all disappear. I am not frightened since it is daytime and I can still see really well. My front door opens and Mariana, a friend from school, walks in. She comes inside and I tell her that we are going to play hide and seek with my hamsters(lol, I have no idea why I did this). She agrees to play and we both walk into my living room. I tell her that we are starting now and she goes to find a hiding spot.
While she does so, I go to where my hamsters are sleeping in the corner. As I get to the corner where their bed is, I see that one of the hamsters looks weak and tired, and the other seems highly energetic. This creates a feeling of sorrow inside of me for the sick hamster, and I empathize with it. Eventually both hamsters get up and start walking around. I get on my green couch and sit back and relax, not even caring about hide and seek anymore. The hamsters start wandering around and playing with me.
As I continue sitting on the couch, I look around, and all over the floor I see candy wrappers and un-eaten candy. I saw wrappers of all types of candies, but none of them had any names on them- they were just plain wrappers. I remember specifically seeing some purple, blue, and yellow/golden wrappers. I didn't care to clean them up at the moment, but I knew that they needed to be cleaned up soon. I lose track of the hamsters and get afraid that I might step on one of them. I get up off of the couch carefully making sure that doesn't happen.
Suddenly I see one of the hamsters running in front of the T.V stand, and the other one is running under the green couch. I watch the one by the T.V., and he continues running and eventually finds something. I go over to him to see what it is. It's Mariana. She is lying on the ground, with her face on the ground and hands spread apart. She looks like she's dead for a moment, but then eventually she moves. "Wow, you hamster found me!" she says in astonishment. Even I was surprised. I didn't think that the hamster would give away her position. Instead I thought that it would go right past her and not even realize that she was there.

4. I am inside of an arcade. There aren't many lights, and the lights that are working are a bright white. Me and Dylan are playing games. At one point, the manager of the arcade tells us over the intercom, "For every quarter that you give me, I will give you 5 dollars". I am pretty hyped to hear this, and I put my hand in my pockets to see how much money I have. I see that I have two quarters, so I go up to the manager and give them to him.
He pulls out 2 five dollar bills and hands them to me. I walk off and stop in the middle of the arcade for a moment. "I can go home, get all of my quarters, bring them back, and get tons of money", but then I realize that it probably doesn't work that way.

(I have been watching Heroes a lot, too much.)

The time traveler is given a note with the instruction to kill. He does kill who he is supposed to but then does something else, and that is a problem because he was supposed to kill and nothing else.

I’m in a shopping centre. I go up on the escalator. A guy goes down. He has wierd purplish eyes. I have fake memory that I met him in my city. I don’t feel good about him. I ask myself if this is a dream. Breathing trhough my closed nose for not short time until I get it. This is dream. I remembering what to do. I know I should try teleport but I still remember on something important. I wanne see a new logo. I see a shopper guy. Ask him for the magazine. He replays „Now we don‘ have this‘‘. I need to find a newsstand or something. Ask a guy who’s selling beads or something. He give it to me. The font looks robust. I open it and there is some artistic fonts inside. Try to remember them. I’m not very excited about them, but atleast something. Now I wanna fly. I fly very fast on the hallway. There is a stand and I hit it in enormous speed with my crotch. I fall on the ground. It hurst, but I’m okay. I see a party. There are lots of girls and my friend from elementary school. He has two spanish girl friends. I think I’m loosing lucidity. Two blonde girls came to me and take off her shirt. I touch a boob and wake up.


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Working on adopting a new night-time mindset focused more on lucidity, so just one dream.

Late to-bed

00:52 pre-bedtime
01:30 (?) bedtime

Many small wakings during the night. The mindset of "the night is for rest, and for lucid dreaming" quickly returns to me. I do not stay up long at these wakings, but return to "rest" resulting in sleep. I notice each time my wife is snoring, pretty much through the entire night, but this does not keep me awake since I do not stay awake for long.

I do not record during the night, just keeping "ducks" in my memory is enough

08:00

+ duck migration, frozen water, then fresh water, drinking, duck mated pairs; dildo school (for ducks?)

I'm flying DO over a frozen lake. Several ducks below land on the lake smacking into the ice and sliding to the edge of the shore. Narrator heard saying "ducks cannot tell if a lake is frozen from the air so they must dedicate themselves to a landing and take their chances vs. a possibly frozen lake".

I'm down with the ducks, there is "a rumor" of fresh unfrozen water farther on, I wonder how far it is and if this is reliable info? I fly DO right on the tail and a bit to the right of one of the ducks. Land at a small, fairly dirty looking unfrozen pool. There's another fresher pool nearby. I have a up close view on the ground in the face of one duck, I have a strong affection for this particular animal, I watch while it dips its bill into the water and takes a long drink. (I think about kissing this duck?)

Scene near a "hen-house" with ducks hanging around. Narrator talks about how these ducks (34, 40 years old) are mated pairs (for life?).

Inside the house there are a bunch of topless girls ("ducks?") with small breasts. There is a dildo class in session, an instructor (male/female can't tell!) is pulling out a long dildo from his/her body, it's mounted on the end of a 2-foot rod. The instructor moves to demonstrate insertion again?

View changes to a close up of a diagram from a text-book, showing a body canal in several different states, based on the different creams that can be put on the dildo. There is a "narrowing effect" that makes the canal tighter (I'm assuming this is the preferred effect), and an expansion effect that makes the entire canal enlarged. This option is marked with a warning that this can result in a requirement of dialysis. There are about 4 effects shown on the page in total.

Morning of January 29, 2015. Thursday.



My wife and oldest daughter return from possibly the library or shopping (though they are not noticeably carrying bags at the time) through the front door of where we presently live on W Street. When I approach my daughter she seems annoyed and possibly angry about something. The unusual weather from real life (or rather how it has been for several days previously) seems a part of my dream’s environment. It seems to be in the early afternoon.

I go into the backyard, facing east, and contemplate what I should say (or if I should say anything). My wife comes out and I hover in the air vertically, about five feet from the ground. She smiles and acts as if she thinks I may not know I am doing this and even asks me if I know I am floating in the air but I do not say anything coherent. (I have rarely had any trouble hovering or flying in dreams, though I do often become lucid when hovering. Such is not the case here, though I have always been intrigued by how natural it feels to float upwards into the air while standing.)

I soon become aware that my wife and oldest daughter are going out again, though I am not sure where. The large ugly parking lot in the area is back to being a pleasant empty field again. As I fly around, they walk northerly through the field, more to the eastern side of it. I fly down to see if my daughter is feeling well, but she now does not really look like my oldest daughter. She seems several years younger and has shorter black hair. In my dream, I do not coherently think of her as a third daughter though, and I am also not sure of her name (I do not call her by name in-dream anyway, as I recall).

I tell her that I am here and that she is talented and creative, so thus has skills to survive and attain whatever she wants. I tell her that she has always been a good daughter. I move from flying about to walking next to her on her right. She smiles, asking, “A daughter of…God?”

I slowly shake my head very lightly, as I do not care that much about being called “God” - it seems too generic and insignificant as well as with too many humanly diverse and limited religious associations. “The daughter of…everything,” I acknowledge. I tell her that I will be around to help her in any way she wants and then I fly back to the front of our house as they continue to walk wherever they are going.

I then have a bit of trouble closing the front doors (though I am mostly only aware of the main wooden door - the screen door does not actually seem present) due to hundreds of larger jigsaw puzzle pieces lying all over the floor, both inside and outside (in fact, they almost seem to multiply over time as I notice more and more). I make several attempts to get as many back into the living room as possible. Some of them are under the carpet (which is closer to the door than in reality) and I am thinking my youngest son is responsible for not putting them all away and I am complaining aloud even though no one is in the room. I do close the door a couple times, but consider that no pieces should be left outside (especially as it may be raining more heavily soon and water may come onto the porch). I am wondering how many different containers the pieces will fill. As I become more and more annoyed, I realize that I am dreaming and wake in gratitude that I do not have to sort and put away all the pieces (which may have come from several different floor-sized cardboard jigsaw puzzles).