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i remembered a dream then forgot, and now i only rember a coupe of fragments.

First dream

With my friends we were in a post nuclear war city. We were going through some alleys, and we were ambushed by a large group of bandits. We have spread out, but most of them ran after me. I was fighting, and brought them to their knees with a few puches. Then, I ran through some abandoned flats, and met my friend in the power plant. We tried to turn the generators on, and we made it.

Second dream

I was writing a story about that first dream, and it had even good reviews, although some flaws were spotted.

*Dreams about dreams...*

This whole thing took place in one night, and the dreams were very vivid and realistic in senses. However, there was an extremely powerful - and somewhat surreal - emotional feeling throughout the dream. It changed with the setting, so it was kind of like a sixth sense. Throughout the dreams there was a sense of "we". Me and some other people. Sometimes they were friends, sometimes colleagues. They are described below, but they were never real people. Just "we".

If anyone sees any key markers throughout the dreams besides what I just described, I would love if you could point them out.




DREAM JOURNAL:
Someone did something entirely un-realistic like teleporting or just something that was absolutely not real (I can’t remember) and I didn’t even bat an eye but I became lucid because I realized I was in a blank white room. After remarking that it was a weird trigger, my dream faded, so I constructed another one in my mind and let it materialize. I lost consciousness.

We were doing something like an important business meeting in a city when we (me and my friends) got into a bomber. We were flying over the desert when we decided to bomb an uninhabited part. There was a huge explosion and a mushroom cloud of dust.

We were going through the desert and stopped at a strip mall. Suddenly it was late afternoon and we now owned all the shops. We for some stupid reason decided to each buy one and rename it something stupid like “fizzy soda” for the soda shop. I think we were also stranded out there. No customers came, not even one. Eventually there was some kind of scuffle over leaving in a car and I think I got shot. There was also some weird video of a guy who went to that strip mall to train in boxing.

Me and like 11 other people were in a huge last-man-standing brawl. Eventually it was only me, my brother, and a girl left. He went after me but the girl helped me and we threw him out of the ring, eliminating him. The next round would be me vs. her. I was getting really pumped up but the dream faded.

This dream is kind of foggy. We were in a city and there was some Joker-like guy locked in a cell in a skyscraper. He somehow managed to store bombs and weapons behind a brick on the OUTSIDE wall of the building. He got there by climbing out of his window and hanging by one arm while pulling out the brick with another. We were convinced he was going to do something disastrous with these weapons but despite our efforts he was declared innocent. The dream faded.

I in a room with my friend when he just randomely tried to throw me on the ground. I did a judo flip but messed it up. It worked, but I just didn’t flip him. Instead, he slammed sideways onto the ground, and stopped the fall with his left arm, with which he was holding a cactus. When he hit the ground the cactus touched his eye. He said that, and I felt really bad about it because he couldn’t see very well out of that eye. Then I looked at it and the pupil expanded to cover his whole eye, before receding again. This process just repeated. I did numerous google searches to see if this was a serious condition but could find nothing.

I was in a jungle tribe that was “Muslim" but in reality they were actually Pagan. This is important because they had a close relationship with their god, who made frequent visits in the form of supernatural events. I was somewhat of a newcomer, as if I had joined them some time between 1-3 years ago, but not so new that I didn’t know about their religion/how to get around their settlement. This takes place in kind of a rainforest, but with less undergrowth and not very many bugs/birds/tropical animals. Just the trees mostly. The terrain was pretty flat, but criss-crossed with rivers and steep banks. Kind of like the Amazon rainforest, at least in terrain. My friend who hit his eye with a cactus was also there. I was with an old lady at the chapel (who was “my mother” but I think she was actually just letting me stay in her house and thats what they called it). The chapel was outside, but dark, because it was surrounded by large jungle trees. There were wooden benches on the ground and a shrine in the front. I was looking at my friend’s eye but still couldn’t think of what to do. He left. Me and my “mother” prayed at the altar and started to put away the benches (as was the custom when leaving if no one else was there). I decided I would help her stack some firewood and then I would go back and finish putting away the benches. As we were stacking firewood inside a large rock structure (about the size of several buses) a girl walked up, who was apparently my friend. Suddenly, in the direction of the chapel, I heard a sound far more bone-chilling then anything I’ve heard in real life. It was an extremely deep, gutteral sound, almost a growl. But it was so loud it echoed throughout the forest. It also carried a very heavy feeling with it. At the same time a cloud rolled over the chapel and engulfed it. I trembled, and decided that I would not be going back there to finish putting away the benches. The girl remarcked “The closest I have ever heard that was across the river” and she pointed in the direction she was talking about.

#396 - DILD - 7:12AM

I was feeling really off this morning and decided to sleep a little longer before going in to work. The result was a cool LD. Totally worth it.

I wake from a dream and try to DEILD. I as I sink back into sleep I feel very mild vibrations. I get overly excited and feel my heart race. I try to calm myself but the vibrations end. I should nose plugged here to make sure but I assume I woke up too much. I try to focus on relaxing my body as I put my attention on my crown chakra. I quickly lose focus.

I am at some mixed version of my current workplace and my old elementary school. I see several people from work. Someone is walking with me outside. There is an open area where many people have gathered together holding yellow lilies. Somehow I know they are having a funeral from someone's pet. I remark to my friend how dumb this is as we walk through the crowd and enter the building on the other side.

I feel like I am sitting in a car but I am inside some room. There is a fat bearded guy talking about selling me some herbs. He mentions a list. I only recall him talking about Achuma and Kratom but the list is actually much longer. I say, "That's ok dude. I buy all my shit online."
He replies with, "I also have some weed."
I was about to walk out of the room but I pause at this. "Um... ok. Do you sell bags or single joints?" I really just want a joint.
"Both", he says.
I remember that I have some cash but I left my wallet in the car. Also, I worry that other people will hear this exchange. "Um. I'll get with you later." He nods and I step back outside.

There are still many people gathered around for the funeral. I realize I am smoking a cigarette next to Spencer. I remember that I quit smoking and begin to feel sick. I have only smoked half the cigarette and I feel a little bad for wasting it as I throw it down. I look up at the people standing around, as I wonder why I was even smoking. I look back down at the cigarette and watch the rest of it fast burn into ash. At that moment I recognize that I must be dreaming. I know I had a goal in mind but I don't care because, I think what I just saw was the coolest thing ever. I also notice that I have never smoked a cigarette in a lucid dream.

I quickly search around for another cigarette. I don't think to check my pockets but instead rummage around the nearst area. I see two empty plastic planters stacked on a low concrete wall. I quickly find something the right shape, but as I focus on it, I see it is a white crayon. I decide this will do and I hold it like a cigarette as I mimic a lighter motion with my other hand. I see sparks and flame as I put it to the end of the crayon. I take a nice long draw from it and in hale. Jeff is standing next to me watching and I intentionally blow the smoke in his face. I notice the taste and feel as do this; it's all very faint. Jeff smiles and lets out a laugh while looking astonished. I walk away and decide to show off for the crowd. I really want to repeat the fast burn cigarette at will. I spot my friend Lindsey in the crowd as I step up on the low wall. I avoid her gaze as I know she would disapprove of my smoking in waking life. I hold the cigarette up for all to see and point at the tip with my other hand. As I move my finger from tip to butt the cigarette fast burns and drops away as ash. I hear a few people gasp but mostly there is laughter. The dream goes black and I quickly wake up.

I was in a classroom. I moved to a different one. There were two people there. The light is brighter here. I "crawled" (quadrupedal movement) along the floor. I went back to the other room, which is darker. I remember thinking of math problems. There are more students in the darker room.

I was in the elementary cafeteria finishing a meal. When I got up and dump my left overs from the tray. I head over to the other students in a line to take my place. Our 4th grade teacher said it will be raining outside which is when I realize I had a black hoodie on. We open the door and it was easy to notice how damp the ground was. I then fell down after making an attempt to walk down the wet hill. I couldn't believe I was at this playground again and began saying this can't be dream.

However as I ran around the playground and saw some of the others students. I realize this wasn't real, I ran all the way to the back and sat on the grass. That's when I notice that the outside play ground turn in to a classroom. Teacher had us in a group of 3 for each challenge to solve the paper that was place on the floor. The team I was place with weren't working too well with one another. One of our team mates decided to ditch us saying he can solve it by himself. I knew it would take longer so I told the last guy to make do with this and then he can leave. We agreed and when the teacher arrived we got a decent score.

I then lost lucidity and soon after a few more dreams woke up.

Not sure where I was but I vs'ed my two friends in jujitsu matches and I won both.
The second match was against my old friend from school and I ended up accidentally making his nose bleed and I kept saying sorry and shaking his hand. lol

Quick edit - another dream i just remembered.

I was at my mates house for Christmas, and my friend, his dad and I went to go get his concrete truck from around the corner. When we got to the concrete truck his dad wanted me to drive, because I'm on my learners. he was showing me how there was no brakes only a hand brake. It was a really tall concrete truck. When I left where we were parked it was all good for a second until I went around the first bend, the truck drove off this mini drop-cliff. When the truck started rolling I remember I smashed through the front windscreen. We were all okay, and his dad was so angry at me. He was saying I shouldn't of dropped the clutch where I was or something. Then we went back to his house, and didn't tell anyone about it. The end.

Starting now I'm forcing myself to write in my DJ every day to make it a habit (part of some new year stuff). I forgot a lot of the content of my dreams last night but remember some stuff.

I was doing something then I think I decided to try WILD (in my dream) and I laid down in my bed. I just waited a few seconds then I felt some transition stuff and ended up in a dream, but I was also lucid. There was some stuff going on and I think some people were chasing me, so I decided to run away. I was on a deck thing so I just ran towards the edge and jumped off and flew in the air. I didn't think about it, I just expected it to happen, and unlike my other times I hovered in the air easily. I then decided to try and fly upwards as high as I could, so I stuck my hand out in a super-man way and expected to fly upwards. I did go up and it seemed pretty fast. Eventually, I reached a point and decided to just fall down to the ground, and woke up on the way down.


There were these alien things attacking. We had to hide from them inside different spots in the house. Later in the dream, I learned that it was a game, like the survival games. The goal was to be the last alive and you had to hide, but you could also do things to the aliens that would make them go to other people. I couldn't find a good hiding spot, and all of a sudden an alien appeared. Some other person made the alien go after me, and I got scared and thought "Oh crap" and woke myself up.

I'm holding a bottle of fine wine right hand.
Amarone. And. A firework rocket in my left hand. On my other right arm I'm holding a pen. And on my other left a notebook. Franticly logging everything that happens in English (not my first language) . (I aperntly have 4 arms.)I try reading what I'm writing. But the dream starts braking apart so I stop. I look around and see that I'm in a cave the liting is pretty good though. I need to get out if I want to fire the rocket.
I started trying to chugg the bottle of wine. Nothing is coming out. I throw it away. My fokus goes to another bottle. I pick it up and tell my self that it will taste great. I chugg half the bottle first it tastes of fresh sweet orange.
Second chugg fill my mouth with a overwhelming blueberry flavor. The logging me watches the me that just drank. (I don't have 4 arms any more now I'm in two places). The me that drank it swelling and turning purple I fall over like a ball and start vomiting like a fountain, slowly deflating. Lucky I'm experienceing the world through the logging mees eyes. I wake up in the vomit felling pretty okay a lite dissy. I look to see the logging me. But there is no one there. I need to fire the rocket. I'm tired and dissy I don't have the energy to walk any longer. The cave seems endless. I look upp att the rock seeling.
I concentrate and see the seeling desolve and the night sky appearing. I put the rocket in the ground. I looks like an artichoke on a stick quite butifull. It takes of in the sky turning into to a fish swimming its way up in the sky. It's growing and glistening I blue starlight. It turns around swims down and swallows me hole. I'm in a fish mouth. I can see a cristalball att the throat of the fish on a kind of meet pedestal. I walk towards it but before I can tuch it I gett hit by a laser. It throws me backwards but I'm unhurt. I'm on my as, the ball is a couple of meters away. I use telekinesis to pull the ball in my hand. I stroke it and ask. What's going to happen 2015 (in Swedish). I can't explain what I see. Mostly pycodellic colors like mandalas. I could see the earth and my son. I cold feel shaking. I can't remember what happened next.

Marathon night of sleep and dreaming.

+ noodle cook: he's witching to language studies, I wonder how practical that will be

+ neighbor's garage sale/giveaway: did the crowd also take all our stuff by mistake?; ornamental grape trees in the front garden

I'm exiting my garage and I see that on my neighbor's front lawn there is a lot of junk there. Everything's free, there are a lot of cars pulling up. I notice later that the things in front of my house are also gone, but I was not participating in the giveaway. Nothing's left, I see just a small folder on the grass, I wonder if the people came and took all my stuff, too.

Walking through a front garden, I'm looking at the trees, they are "ornamental grape trees," I look at them and some are thick-trunked with clusters of grapes growing out of the bark in places, not very many. A gardener is there and he's talking about the trees.

+ casino: they picked my pocket at the game table(!), casino security department, gun battle on escalator, I demand my stuff back

I'm at a casino table, it's an exciting game, there's a lot of action, there are two people there sort of playing along with me.

I walk away from the table and check my waist bag, and something's wrong. I open the wallet area zipper, the passport zipper, and check for my phone, they're *all gone*. I check several times. I "remember" that at some point those two people playing the game with me at the table bumped into me, they must have picked my pocket! I'm screwed losing these critical things.

I talk to a security guy, the subject of calling the cops comes up. He escorts me back to the security area. It's a huge open "behind the scenes" area with a lot of "agents" walking around, there are screens in there in various cubicles. I wonder if the criminals know just how many undercover security guys there are, they're everywhere in this area, walking around.

I'm in a gun battle with a guy on a group of side-by-side escalators, ducking down to avoid the fire, I'm in the upper area.

I get my hands on the guy (the criminal or the cop) who I think has my wallet and passport, and I'm screaming at him to give me my stuff back.

+ racquetball gym: they wasted all that front lobby space, could have made a few more courts

WBTB

+ swimming in "Tahoe", find swiss army knife, hold the girl up for a better view of the swim tubes; confused about RSVP for JT's gourmet steak party which we can't attend, wife like's my corn chowder

I'm at "Lake Tahoe" going swimming. I'm standing on the shore looking down at the rocks/pebbles, and I see (my?) swiss army knife there, I pick it up because I wanted it recently and it's not in my bag any more. I'm getting ready to dive into the water, I invite someone to come with me, they come up and push me and I dive into the water. Oh, my, there's a submerged boulder there I barely avoid wacking my head into it and manage to jump over it. Underwater I'm looking for crayfish expecting to see some under the boulders but don't see anything.

I'm swimming around to the right parallel to the beach and I see a serious of water park tubes with swimming-pool water in them snaking through the lake. I pick up a girl in a one-piece swimsuit and lift her up high so she can look into the tube. My arms are wrapped around her body at the waist level and she looks down at me briefly with an exasperated expression on her face like she thinks this is inappropriate contact but doesn't complain more. It feels nice to hold her like this.

Back up above the beach I'm looking at the scene and think that yes this sort of looks like "it used to," but not exactly.

Sitting on a terrace with my wife, JoTy, his wife DaTy. Wife D looks short and round and not at all like herself, J looks sort of like himself. The conversation is about RSVPing for their fancy gourmet steak barbecue party. I'm firmly denying that I could not have RSVPd for it because I don't live there any more and since I don't I couldn't and wouldn't have RSVPd, which would have caused them to have to buy too much steak. I was confused and wasn't sure if I had RSVPd or not. I'm sad that I won't be able to attend. My wife consoles me by saying she likes my corn chowder, who needs fancy steak.

+ GS's Texas million-dollar house pool party, his wife rejects my hug, the heat is dry at least

I'm arriving at GS's Texas house, it's at the end of a street, the grass out front is colorful, there are adobe walls, it's my first time here! I see G's wife D, and reach to give her a hug, but she holds up her right arm in front of her sideways across her body as a barrier to deny my hug, she has a "don't do that" face. I'm hurt and surprised by this. I then notice that she's pretty flat-chested, that's a change, she used to have an enormous bust, maybe she got reduction surgery? She turns around and I get a view of her butt in her once-piece swimsuit (which is sort of shiny bronze colored), it's a pretty tight sexy-looking butt I realize. I reach for G to give him a hug.

I'm walking around the pool area clockwise. I notice some lounge chairs in very small areas of shade on dry grass, there's not much shade here. About half-way around the pool I comment on the heat: I feel the warmth, it's not humid. I say/think that "here in Austin there's a dry heat".

I completed the circle around the pool, and I see a large pile of pool lounges stacked on top of each other. Someone asks what they're for, I answer (it's a massage table?). I see that some of the lounges are slipping down into the pool so you can lie on them while floating in the pool.

+ some plot with some young kids, one says "I like <my name>" as I walk by; in the hotel room, the (mother-in-law?) is looking sexy in her suit and wants to go to the sauna

The mother in law is wearing a one-piece swimsuit. There is a sliver of aereola showing on her left breast, her chest looks quite nice. She thinks that as long as we're at a resort she should go to the sauna

+ fighting the evil dead flag monster, put on his shirt

There's a flag hanging down above a doorway. I swing a sword at it. Once, twice. After each swing there is a loud scream and I look over to the computer to see the status of the evil (undead?) monster which I am fighting by hitting its flag. I take a third swing but I think this is unnecessary, I've already beat it. The shirt of the monster will float down now and I can put it on. I wonder if I look in a mirror wearing this shirt if I'll look like a skeleton?

I don’t get these too often, and I feel really blessed when it happens. I had this dream at my father in-laws house that was built by my wife’s grandfather. This home has a lot of family history, and I have had some of my best memorable lucid dreams and OBE’s there.

The dream started off in a public washroom. Just wait, it gets better. My dear friend Dave, and co-worker, who had passed away into Heaven a few years ago, was in the washroom with me, standing in front of the sink and mirrors. I’ve wanted to meet up with him in a lucid dream for quite some time now, and when I saw him, I instantly became lucid. I said, “Dave, How are you?” He looked freaked out by seeing my awareness, and then he ran out of the bathroom, passing right through the wall! I called for him to come back because I wanted to visit with him. He didn’t come back. My dream started to fade, so I closed my eyes and raised my right arm and shot up into outer space at light speed, and then opened my eyes. Stars were everywhere, and it was so beautiful, and I was travelling fast, I mean I was really travelling fast!

I was flying at extreme speed in a void between space and something that looked like and endless grid of red discs, with flames and sparks everywhere (very cool)! The grid pattern extended as far as I could see in all directions. Suddenly, I came upon a planet at extreme speed and I entered the atmosphere. Clouds of smoke, flames, and light radiated off me like an asteroid burning up in the sky. I gradually slowed down and landed nicely at a large, concrete sloped ramp leading up into a large, modern looking building. People were running from me in all directions screaming. My body was glowing bright white from the heat of entry, and everything was brightly lit. I yelled out, “Its okay, I won’t hurt you!” One woman stopped, and then she turned around to face me, and smiled. Some other people also stopped, and were turning to face me, but then my vision started to fade again, so I closed my eyes, raised my right arm and shot off into space at high speed once again.

When I opened my eyes, there were stars everywhere, and then out of nowhere comes this planet! I flew right into it, dead on, there was going to be no atmospheric burnup or slowdown happening this time. Upon impact I lost my vision, so I started to swirl to bring back clarity. I could feel my bare feet in the sand. As I swirled I held out my hand and asked for help. I heard a man say, “I’ll help you.” I recognized that voice! It was the Lizard King from my lucid dream journal entry, ‘Frank the Lizard King’. He has the most distinct voice. He grabbed my hand as he swirled with me. I asked him his name, because I couldn’t remember it, and he said “Donley.” That’s a last name, so thinking about it now; this dream figure’s full name must be Frank Donley. We stopped swirling, and he was still holding my hand. He was a young boy with black hair and dark eyes(not a lizard this time), but he had a man’s voice. He said, “You crashed into a beach full of people.” I looked around and I was standing in a sand crater about 15 feet deep by about 50 feet across. There were dream figures giving me really bad looks as they were trying to crawl up the sides and out of the crater I had made. Frank then said, “I’ve never seen anything like this, sand flew way up in the air.” I said really, “How high?” He said 2 Km’s. I was shocked at what he said, so he repeated, “The sand flew 2 km’s up into the sky!” I think he was exaggerating. My vision started to fade at this point, so I started to swirl again to bring back clarity.

I swirled and swirled, and all was black, plus I was somewhere different, because I could feel that the ground was now solid. I continued to swirl in an effort to bring my vision back, but it wasn’t happening. I decided to ask for assistance, so I held out my hand as I swirled and said, “Somebody please help me.” I repeated this over and over, and then finally a man answered, “I’ll help you.” He grabbed my hand and swirled with me until my vision came back. I thanked him for helping me. We were standing in a concrete parking lot, and he let go of my hand and put his arm around my waist to hold me up, as I staggered around trying to get my bearings straight. I asked him his name, and he said, “John.” He was wearing a uniform, and had a gold name badge on his chest. He was one of the Lucid Dream officials that usually give me crap for misbehaving in my LD’s by asking for people’s names, locations, or phone #’s. I’ve never had one of these guys help me out before, so I was grateful. I was hoping to have some conversation with him, but he turned and walked away. He walked right through a concrete wall, and seemed to slightly slowdown as he passed through it. I found this odd because there was door a couple of feet to the left which he could have used. I ran through the door, and looked to the right down the hallway, and saw him just before he was about to go around a corner, and I loudly praised, “Thanks John for helping me!” He looked shocked that I had followed him and he replied, “Sure thing, see you again soon!” (Well, that was nice!)

Next, I went back into the concrete parking lot area, and headed down a walkway. As I walked, I bounced along slowly rotating, and singing, to keep my clarity brilliant. This worked really well! I came to an open stairwell that led to an upper area that looked like a shopping mall. There was an older lady in front of me as we walked up the stairs, plus three teenage girls in front of her. The three girls stopped half way up the stairs, just past a landing, and one of the girls began to wiggle her butt around as she listened to music on her iPhone headset. I thought great, I’m not moving, and I’m going to start to have fading vision. Maybe I should fly up past these three girls and continue on with my journey, but I didn’t want to ‘give up’ my lucidity by flying over them, because that just attracts attention. My vision started to fade again, darn it, so I started to swirl.

I swirled and swirled, and again I asked for help. I heard a girl talking, and she sounded like my daughter! I asked who’s there, and she replied with her name, it was my daughter! This is why I enjoy lucid dreaming so much! When somebody close to you, who you love, has passed, be thankful you’re a lucid dreamer, because you can still visit. I then asked her not to leave, and to wait for me. After about 10 seconds of swirling my vision came back, and there was my daughter with her two friends, standing right in front of me. We were now at the upper level of the parking lot. Guess what, it was my daughter on the stairs earlier, with her two friends, who were blocking me from going up to the mall area. I ran right up to her, put my right forearm under her butt, and my other arm around her back, picked her up, and gave her a huge ‘bear hug’. I told her I loved her, and we slowly spun in a circle hugging, until I woke up.

Finally I remembered a long dream!

Katelyn asked me if I wanted to go to Las Vegas with her for some "business" trip, although I have no idea what the business thing was. I was hesitant at first but eventually decided to accompany her. So I packed up my stuff quickly and when we were about to leave I kept remembering things that I forgot to pack. So it took me forever to pack and I asked her what time our plane leaves. She said it leaves at 3pm. It was currently 1pm. "Good," I thought, "we're not late yet." I looked all around the house for my passport before realizing I didn't need one because we weren't traveling out of the country. On the way out, I saw my grandpa sitting on a bed. He looked at me, at without saying a word, gave me 100$. I told him thank you and gave him a hug. I remember having to go to the bathroom a zillion times(because I had to go in RL) and one time when I came out, I asked where the airport was and Katelyn and Ali said, "it's right there! You should know this, are you stupid?" and sure enough, I turned around and there it was.

The next thing I know, we were in Vegas. We arrived at this small bar/club and a few of Katelyn's co-workers were there. Everyone was dressed up all nice. There was music playing and some people were dancing. We had a drink and tried to fit in by dancing. I didn't know how to dance so it was kind of awkward. Then this guy stood on a chair wearing a costume and made us guess what it was(but I don't remember). I turned around and saw Allie P with a drink in her hand. I was trying to get her attention but she kept ignoring me.

At some point in this dream, I received a sandwich-sized bag which fish in it. There were 4 or 5 fish. One of them was a blue and black colored clownfish, which I referred to as "Blue Nemo" and another one was a tiny mermaid fish that looked like Ariel, which I thought was pretty cool. I hung the bag in a bigger fish tank so the water would stay the right temperature until I was able to bring the fish home for my dad to add to his fish tank.

Then, for God only knows what reason, we went to a Pussycat Dolls concert. We appeared to be on the side of the stage, facing the crowd. The crowd consisted of a bunch of teenagers/young adults, all female, who were dancing. These two girls came up to us and asked if we wanted to hang out later, to which I don't remember our response. Then, Drew Barrymore came up to us. She was drunk, and slurring her words, she asked if we wanted to join her for a party later. Katelyn said no, but I considered it because she was famous and maybe it would be fun. In the end though, we decided not to go.

The next day, we arrived at another of Katelyn's co-worker's place, which was a type of store. The lady who worked there was trying to get people to apply for a job. I was standing by someone who decided to quit right then and there. Even after that, I still kind of wanted to apply anyway. The lady asked if anyone wanted a pumpkin spice alcoholic drink, which sounded delicious to me. This girl replied, "no thanks, my parents puked last night," since they drank it the night before. Then the lady offered people sandwiches and everyone got in a line to receive one. She was also handing out spoons for anyone who wanted chocolate sauce.

I woke up with the song Take It Off by Kesha playing in my head, specifically the lines, "it's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all, where we go hardcore and there's glitter on the floor" Seems to fit Vegas pretty well.

-fragment about glancing at an Uno game and wondering if I could apply for a job at Uno by answering people's questions about the game. I thought that would be a fun/easy job

This is a Dream Induced Lucid Dream (DILD). I was in a French, Louisiana Cajun, bayou, swamp land, walking down a gravel road, when I came upon an old, wood shack of a restaurant where people were gathering. It was nighttime and I could see some yellowish light flicking in the windows. The building was made from old, weathered, gray boards, and looked like it needed some major repairs. When I walked inside there were several tables with some French Metis Cajuns sitting around and eating and drinking. I felt hungry, so I walked up to the counter to see what they were frying up. There was lots of hissing and sizzling going on in the kitchen area. I really was expecting to see some crawdads being fried up, but what I saw shocked me!

When I looked over the counter I could see 3 or 4 Cajuns gathered around a 3 foot diameter wood fired wok which was surrounded by smoke and steam. Then I looked closer to see what was on the menu, and it was little puppies! One of them was standing up in the wok looking at me with its big black eyes, and sad face, as its little feet sizzled away. The first thing I thought was no way, this can’t be real, and nobody would fry up little puppies. I instantly knew I was dreaming, I’m lucid! Yaaay! I moved back from the counter and did a little song and dance in the restaurant area, and then I headed outside (no point rescuing the puppies in a dream). This girl walked by me in the parking lot area. It was my childhood friend Jill!

I grabbed Jill by the shoulder to stop her, and I looked at her right in the face, and said, “Jill!” She looked startled and confused, and then she said my name, and blurted out, “Where are we?” My first thought was to tell her we’re dreaming, but that never goes over well, so I said, “I don’t know.” She then stood back from me smiling and started to clown around with fun talk like we use to do as kids. I put my arm over her shoulders and we went walking across the parking lot, as I told her, “I’m really enjoying our visit.” She smiled at me, and then my LD started to fade, so I instantly started to swirl to bring back my lucidity (so I could see). When my vision came back Jill was gone, darn, and there was French Metis Cajun fellow target shooting with his bow and arrow, and second Metis fellow walked up to me.

I said to the Metis, French Cajun fellow, “That guy will make a good deer hunter.” He looked at me and said, “What?” and then laughed, and I followed him into a small shack where we sat down at a small rectangular table (I use to hunt deer with the bow). I asked him how he keeps his lucidity, because I was thinking he was a lucid dreamer too, but he said, “I’m always like this.” I said to him, “It’s probably your native blood coming through.” (I meant native Canadian people are spiritually connected) He looked at me and laughingly said, “What are you saying?” I then woke up.

[Been lazy with the dreams recently as a lot of alcohol has been forced down my neck over the festive period by kind relatives. I tried an SSILD last night with some success]

I hear music which I know is coming straight from my brain so I get out of bed and perform a reality check. Gah, it's one of those dreams where my room is dark and I don't feel like I have much control. I perform a little hop in the air and rub my hands together to try and gain some stability. Then I recall what ThreeCat suggested to me to just not worry about the darkness and it will tend to get lighter. This works to an extent, but I grow impatient and imagine the Moon and the Sun fast-forwarding in their paths across the sky. I see the light changing through my curtains - it appears they are obeying my thoughts, however they end up going a full cycle and stop with the moon back in the sky; still dark. I move to the window. There is someone standing with me. They have a watch on - I make a motion with my hand, trying to make the watch hands move clockwise, but to no avail. I lose control and wake up soon after that

I take a picture of my mom's dog and cat as they are both sitting in the kitchen right next to each other. They both smile and look at the camera. The perfect shot. Funny how both the dog and the cat look alike, and also look like my dad's weird dog he has. My sister wants to see the picture, but when I look at it, they aren't looking at the camera anymore, even though I already took the picture. I look for another picture, but all I have are photos of the Simpsons in real life. Mostly weird ones, like a tiny animated devil sitting on a chair, with Maggie poking her head around the side, and Marge in the background. Or a photo of Mr Herman.

Suddenly I am on an airplane right next to an animated Mr Herman. Apparently he's a really fat guy, I'm not sure where his character comes from. He says, "I'm Mr. Herman!" and suddenly we're both falling from the plane. Now I'm watching us fall, hit the ground, but all cartoon like.

I stand up, the cartoon effect disappears, and there is a big bottle of whiskey in front of me. Kind of like Goldschlager, but with red bits instead of gold. Must be cinnamon flavored... An old friend next to me tells me I should have drank it earlier, but I can still drink it now. It seems like a tasty idea, so I reach for it, but wake up because I can't feel my arm, and my shoulder hurts. Arm =/= shoulder.

...All of this in an unplanned nap on the couch with the cat on me!