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I'm in house full of people, they're preparing a wedding. There's a lot a fussing going around, and a lot of men and women doing a lot of things everywhere. The room I' sitting in is painted white and full of golden light. I'm in front of a vanity, with a ring of light around the mirror and makeup products on the top. A older woman is with me, asking me to stay still while she does my hair. I suddently realise that I'm the bride. The groom come in: it's a incredibly tall man with large shoulders and dark brown hair, and quite a bit of stubble. I don't know him, but he seem nice and quite sweet. He is exicted about his clothes: He's wearing a crisp white shirt, a black bowtie and tuxedo jacket, with a golden skirt going down to his ankles and adorable black heels. I squee and compliment him, he's smiling like a kid.

1) My dream started at a high school football game. It was somewhat drizzly/rainy. I used to be in marching band in HS so of course I'm there with the band. I see Tommy (important real life DC for this night) in front of me and ask him if he is still dating Sarah. He says yes. I also saw my friend Tony. We were going to play the fight song when the other team's BAND came out (lol??), but they came out from somewhere unexpected and the drum major (real life ex-bf) messed up the fight song. Soon, the low brass gathered at the bottom of the stands to play a low brass song. I put together a Clarinet made of mostly broken parts and could hardly play on it. My real life ex was MIA for most of the dream, I assumed making out with the girl drum major. Most of the dream I had a margarita in my hand. My grandparents were there with some food. There wasn't much room in the stands and I couldn't find a place to "fit in", so I was trying to sit on some sort of white, wire shelf not made for people to sit on. The band parents passed out cookies to all of us, either chocolate or vanilla. I was handed a chocolate and asked to trade for vanilla. I dropped my cookie package, and both of my grandparents were too old to bend down and pick it up. One of my uncles walked by and picked it up for me. I didn't have any of the music for the stand tunes we were playing, but could remember the fingerings and notes to about half of one of them. At some point I decide to go inside to the band hall instead of being at the game. A lot of colorguard girls walked by, all with gorgeous done-up hair. I tell a real-life DC Danielle how I wish whoever the best guard girl at hair was, that she would do my hair every morning. I went back outside at some point, but my last memory of this dream was thinking about how congested traffic would be leaving the school.

I woke up from this dream ^ and remembered all of it suddenly after about 30 seconds of being awake. I decided that I wanted to see Tommy again in my next dream because I wanted to make out with him or whatever. I was using the mantra "I remember my dreams" before bed and all night, which combined with taking B6 gave me about 5x the recall I've had the past few nights.

2) In my next dream, I was sitting on my old bed in my parents' house. The room is arranged the way it was when I was VERY young. Suddenly, I get a text from Tommy on my phone. It is something along the lines of "So, Sarah still thinks you're a bad person and is salty about you. But I don't agree with her. Want to hang out? " I think I texted him back a few times maybe, but was having EXTREME difficulty using my phone. Trying to text someone in a dream is quite a funny experience and it was basically impossible.

3) After waking up and going back to sleep a final time, my new dream started in a beach setting. I was on a towel with two guys to my left, and one of my friends to my right. One guy asked, "so, do you have sex with all your ex's?" I said "Tommy isn't my ex we never dated". At one point I realized my bathing suit top had come completely off. I freak out and put it back on, and then the other guy asks for my number. I say yes at first, but then realize he was the one who probably untied my bathing suit so I say no. I suddenly remember that I've never had sex with Tommy, and tell the guys "sorry, I actually lied to you, me and Tommy haven't done anything but I think we're going to very soon". When everyone left the beach, it looked like how people leave cruise ships in movies.

I am so excited about my dreams from last night!!!! Before the whole band/Tommy dreams began, there were 4 other times I woke up and remembered fragmented, less vivid dreams that were actually also related (puppy 5k/dogs). In total I woke up naturally at least 7 times which has always been a gift for me. I wake up after every REM cycle nearly 100% of the time it seems. Since getting back into dreaming this has been my best night of recall! I tried to SILD/FILD after almost every time I woke up but had no success.

I dreamed about 3 planets. One was Earth and one was Mars, maybe the third was actually the moon? Anyway, Mars and another one were revolving around Earth, and they all had personalities (which I don't remember anything about) and were having some kind of conversation that I don't recall. Except maybe Mars was jealous of something?

Then I dreamed about... a house that only had a living room and kitchen... and there was an underground part to it, like a basement. The basement was dark and full of buried zombies. They were marked by little circular markers on the floor that were digital markers, and you could navigate through them with something that looked like a mouse pointer cruising on the surface of the ground. But if you got too close to or hit one of the markers, then the zombies would all awaken, and you'd have to fight all of them at once. Some other person (I don't recall what they looked like or sounded like, or if they even had a physical appearance at all) was telling me that he wasn't as good at it as I was. I tried to cruise between two points, but it woke the zombies up. Then, a team of people - young people, late teens or early twenties - who were sort of like X-men all ran into the basement to fight the zombies. They were all doing this at the behest of an old scientist (no, nothing like Prof. X) who looked a lot like a cross between Bill Nye and Ian McKellen, except much skinnier, and he was dressed in kind of a grey tweed suit...

Anyway, once the zombies were all defeated, he started to construct an underground complex beneath the house where he would house everybody. Constructing it was kind of like doing so in The Sims 3. Anyway, it was all dark down there, so he added a bunch of lights, and then in the dining hall he started adding fake windows that had lights behind them so it looked like fake sunlight, and then some HD screens that projected pictures of outdoors, so the whole place felt less "underground" and cooped up, and more like a regular above-ground dining room. I recall that it worked out pretty well.

Then suddenly, there were pigeons everywhere. Just tons of them. And he had a favorite pigeon that did some sort of special thing (I don't remember what) and was super useful. It looked just like a regular gray pigeon. He wanted to breed more of them, because of how super useful this particular pigeon was.

Then I was standing on the edge of a boat... or maybe a dock... but there was a metal railing. And he had created a new kind of shoe that allowed him to walk on water, as long as he walked very carefully and in a certain way, and he was explaining how revolutionary it was even though I completely understood how important it was to be able to walk on water. I began to think about the possiblities (such as building cities on water) but also how annoying it would be to misstep and suddenly fall into the water.

And then I was waiting for a bus. I wanted to go to some kind of concert. I think it was for The Village People. I'd asked my boyfriend if he wanted to go, and he said no, which actually kind of surprised me because I thought he loved them. But I decided to go on my own, even though I wasn't sure if there were still going to be tickets available when I got there. Except that the bus I needed to catch disappeared as soon as it pulled up. I remember the bus driver was a lady with short curly hair. I don't remember what she said to me. But suddenly the bus was missing, and I was irritated because I had to wait for the next bus. So the bus pulled up (it was bus 15) and then it disappeared AGAIN. At this point, I was really starting to reconsider going to this concert, especially since I kind of didn't want to go anyway because my boyfriend wasn't coming with me. So I didn't think I'd enjoy it very much, and I'd be pissed if I got there and there were no tickets.

So while I was waiting, this young-ish woman... late teens/early 20s... started chatting with me, and all she wanted to talk about was some kind of manga/comic book called something like UltraGoth, and which had two of the most annoying main characters I've ever encountered. And it was way overdone, very "buckles and zippers everywhere", and both of them were supposed to be angels or something, and they were involved in a turf war, and one of them was supposed to be something like the king of heaven and the other one hated him. The first guy had super spiky ridiculous looking hair and was shorter. The second one had long hair and was arguably more of an asshole, but not by much. And each issue was just them yelling at each other and having ridiculous battles, Dragon Ball Z style, along with some extremely melodramatic drama thrown in.

Anyway, she REALLY LOVED THIS COMIC and made me read through an entire issue with her. I didn't want to hurt her feelings, so I suffered through it and pretended that I thought it was an awesome comic book even though it was stupid as hell.

I know I had a super short lucid sometime last night but don't remember one bit of it.

Most of this dream was about events leading up to the race and I woke up/got up and when I fell back asleep I was having another race dream so this is just the whole thing kinda blended together.

I was at this race, which was supposed to be a cross country running race, which a friend. Before the race, I stopped in this classroom in my old HS to get some things we needed and saw a popular girl there from when I was in HS. I was wondering why she was still there.. she would have had to be held back FOUR years to still be in HS. Anyway, she was making fun of me and so was some guy. I was more surprised than annoyed, and I didn't want to be bothered by it, so before I left the room, I turned to the girl and curtsied at her. She looked surprised. Then I left.

There was lots of diddly daddling and thinking I was gonna be late for the race because my race was supposed to start at 4:30 am, and I looked at the clock once and it said 4:30am.

To get to the start of the race, I look this hay-ride type vehicle with some of the contestants(and my dad was there for some reason). When we got there, I was with Sydney. I realized it was a triathlon,starting with surfing. I was annoyed that I didn't know this and had not prepared for this. I have never surfed in my life(including RL).

Me and the other contestants get in the ocean with our surf boards and paddle out and right away, there come big waves, bigger than I would have thought(in RL I live no where near the ocean so I'm not used to big waves). Everyone missed the first wave, then the second wave came and everyone missed that too. Then the third wave came, which was huge. It knocked me off my board and my board floated way. I tried to grab it but it kept getting further and further away and I was exhausted and realized I wasn't going to make it. So I just gave in and let myself drown. Even though I didn't know I was dreaming, I knew I would be okay(drowning is a re-occurring dream of mine). So I went underneath the surface and it felt quite peaceful, and I woke up(FA?).

The race turned into a singing contestant and the contestants were awful. I looked to see what the prizes were for the winners, which were kept in a yellow paper bag, and I found this gold(fake) box. I opened it and there was a pocket watch inside, cheaply made, with a cartoon character on it. The other prizes were other cheap plastic kid's toys. One kid saw me looking at the prizes and was got mad at me.

Dl1 - On a bus, looking out the window at street going by. Notice that a tall slim man in a long coat is peeking at me every now and then. Trying not to meet my gaze. Snooping on me.
I get off and head into a market place but he is still tailing me. At a stall selling miscellaneous crap, handbags and things, he is standing right the other side as I feel is blocking my route further. I retrace my steps but cannot lose him.

Dl2 - Repeating dream -> when I say repeating I mean it seems to go on for ages with something the same/similar happening I often get these. Does anyone else I wonder. Like a thought going round and round.
Archangels are being visualised in greater and greater detail each cycle giving increased chance of incubations success. They seem to be getting different details/colours as they get higher. Each time it is getting harder to do.

H. is sitting by the computer. He's ordering a "gi" for me (a suit to use for jiu jitsu). He's ordering a purple one, and I say I didn't want a purple one, I wanted a blue one. I realize we're at the gym, and the man behind the counter says he'll arrange that I get the blue one. The gym is different, they have rebuilt the locker rooms. There's one very large hall dedicated to the men's locker room. The room is divided into sections in alphabetical order, so you have to use the area that corresponds with the first letter of your surname. I walk through the men's locker room to get to the women's area. There are only three small rooms for the women to use. I go to the door that reads T - Å, since my last name starts with T. I get a feeling something is not right and do a nose plug RC. for a second I can sort of breathe through one of my nostrils, but it suddenly clogs up, and I can no longer breathe. I decide to try another RC - just to be sure I'm not dreaming. I look a my hands, they look normal! So it's not a dream ... I look at my digital wrist watch, it says 09.21. Then I look at a digital clock on the wall, it says 13 something. I think to myself that one of them is incorrect, so I decide to look at my wrist watch again. It shows different numbers each time I look. Can it be a dream? I do the nose plug again and it works! I'm lucid! I should stabilize the dream, so I walk over to the wall and start touching it with my hands. It's uneven and feels rough to the touch. Yellow color. I touch the curtains, wondering how everything can feel so real! I look around me trying to figure out what to do. I don't remember my list of "lucid-to-do-stuff", and just climb onto a counter nearby and start looking in some baskets and cabinets searching for some food. In the process I lose lucidity, and the dream continues on and shifts to my work place.

Something about plants still left in the garden center, and something about changing some areas inside the shop. I sit talking to M.B. She has been on a mountain hike. Something about the cache registers, there's a man there. He's a comedian or a semi-famous person. He has to step out of the way when customers come, because he doesn't know how to operate the cache register. (I remember seeing two hexagon shaped "garden canter tables" with shrubs standing in my drive way at home, but don't remember where they fit in in the dreams)

Something about A.K. I've been talking to her on the phone. She seems cold and distant. There's something about Christmas trees, I've promised to get her (and some other person) a nice looking Christmas tree. I go to my car, the doors are open and there are spruce branches sticking out. I pull out the trees, and see that they are not as nice looking as I thought. Although very compact and a nice size, they are very uneven.

#477- DILD - 3:57AM

I am wondering around some building needing to pee. I have to pass by the first restroom for some reason and remember there is one down the hall. I come into a small room with double swinging doors on the opposite side. There is some small wedding ceremony right in front of the door, but I squeeze by. I feel bad for interrupting the wedding and hope I didn't bother them too much. There is an older woman that looks like my uncle's second ex-wife in the next room. She's going on about how nice the room is. I take a look around. It is nice, but I don't really care and I try to ignore her. There is a grandfather clock on the other side. For some reason this seems right. I open it and there is a tiny urinal. The woman is still talking behind me and stepping closer. No. I can't. I look around and see a restroom door. When I enter, the urinals in there have almost no space to the adjacent wall and they are dirty and rusty looking. I see some sign and figure it's an out of order sign, though I don't take the time to read it. I have some idea I am dreaming and leave the room.

Right away I lose lucidity and walk past the woman in the room and interrupt the exchanging of rings in the next. I have some odd close up image of all of this and his giant gold watch. I shake it off and go back into the hallway. Wait. I have been seeing odd toilet situations (dream sign). Am I dreaming? I do a nose plug and get a feeling of elation. I am dreaming! Wait I was just lucid a second ago. I have to remind myself. As I walk along, I say out loud over and over, "I am dreaming. I am dreaming."

I feel like the dream is fading now so I look around for something to hold and carry with me. I've done this in the past and it seems to prolong the dream. My cat, Sputnik, is here. She tries to run off as I scoop her up, but I get I good hold on her. I pet here and hold her close as I walk along. I pay special attention to the cat as I see that I am in Price Cutter grocery store. I randomly walk into the produce section just trying to let the dream become more stable on its own. Sputnik lets out a low quite meow in my ear and I notice she is purring now. I note how realistic this sounds. However, the cat isn't helping me stabilize despite all my efforts. The dream becomes more unstable and I get an image of my skeleton in a blue hue as I walk along. I try DEILD and start to feel vibrations but I am just too awake to hold it.

This is the second time I've had a dream on this story. I do not remember the first one.

So I think I was like a princess, and the country is without a king.
I was married to someone, and he never appeared in my dream, but I was taken.
I went into some kind of a hospital, pretending to be pregnant.
When I went into a room with several beds, there was a guy waiting (not my spouse).
He was really suspicious of me, he probably knew I was faking my pregnancy.
I talked to him about stuff which I do not remember.
Then I went into a room with the maids, tried some dresses on...
When I returned to the bed-room, I told the guy that I'm faking pregnancy so that I can be the queen.
That I'll give him a rank? if I do become the queen.

This is all I remember tho there were much more in my dream last night.
It feels so weird... The more I try to remember, the more I forget.

I'm in a machine shop. It's pretty large, it has an office area and large dividers with Plexiglas windows. I'm going to head off to the main hall but I have to use the bathroom. As I go to the toilet bowl I see that the divider in front of me is really low and I can see right over it but more importantly people can see me taking a whizz. I see a woman who works at the office looking at me in a strange way and I duck down try to pee in a weird crunched up ball with my back bent

Morning of November 8, 2015. Sunday.



In the first part of my dream, I am riding in a helicopter (with an unknown male pilot) with my wife Zsuzsanna, seemingly late at night. The view is peaceful.

Later, I am in a very unusual setting that is seemingly bilocated with my Cubitis backyard (where I have not been since July of 1978), implied to be where the back part of the shed would have been, though with a very different perspective. I am mainly only aware of a singular huge monolith. There are several roads going straight up the monolith and it looks like some sort of mining operation where perhaps they are mining the top of the monolith.

Fairly heavy traffic occurs on a few sides, going both straight up and straight down, all the vehicles defying gravity.

From here, the vividness intensifies, although I now seem like an immense giant (nearly as tall as the monolith) with the cars, trucks, and utility vehicles only about half the length of a finger (by my perspective only - they are still “real” vehicles and people implied to be at a normal size other than only suggested as miniature relative to the scale of my backyard), though I can still see all the intriguing clear detail, including the beams of the headlights and such. It all looks amazing. The depth perception is also enhanced and the awareness of distance at a very large scale seems quite “realistic”.

I watch the activity and seem to float around for several minutes. In the last segment, I decide to play around with the scene (even though I am not lucid in any way). I focus on one silvery-gray pickup truck going straight up the side of the monolith and nearing the top and I mentally make it “come off the wall”, so that it then just falls backwards from off the vertical road. I anticipate a fiery explosion on the ground below as I watch it fall (about three feet away from my giant’s perspective), but that does not happen. It just hits the ground upside-down with a metallic crunch. This is disappointing but my dream starts to fade from here.

11.07.15

sleep 3:45pm-10pm

Finally recall.

I'm somewhere in US with my mom. She says we are going somewhere to see our family. So I buy a plane ticket.

Sitting on an airplane. Window seat. I notice that it's rather comfortable. After you squeeze into your row, the seat itself is larger and more comfy than on other planes. I realize it's because this is a smaller plane.

Somehow I don't know where we are going. We just landed and are taxiing to the airport building. Going under few bridges that look like tunnels. I tell my mom this looks like tunnels in town where we live in europe. Just then I glance a city in the distance and it's New York. I tell her "we are in NY, NY!" Is that where we were going? She says yes, so I'm like cool, I got the right plane ticket.

Some people are getting off, so is my mom. I get up an start walking to the door, but stop to grab a in-flight magazine to learn what type of an airplane this is so I can travel with same one next time. I'm only few seconds behind others, but by the time I get to the door, flight attendant just closed it. I say I'm getting off, so she opens it and I quickly walk out.

There is no airport building, only a dirt field. I look back and there is a chain link fence with small, faded metal sign saying the name of the airport. I'm trying to make it out and remember it. The last part of the name is ...Field.

We walk into some small bar. My mom shows the barkeep a map and asks him how to get to the marked address. It's a crossing of 2 streets. Barkeep writes down few bus line names. A bus arrives outside and leaves. I say there was a bus, but he says we should take a tour bus line, otherwise the bus driver may get mad.

I look at the map. My mom keeps mentioning we need to get to Bonaventura. But the name of 2 cross streets is different. Then I remember that Bonaventura is a name of the building her mom's sister lives. We are going to visit her. I saw the building on the google. It's very nice, with a doorman and all.

2.
We are sitting at the table as guests on come cooking competition. There are 4 kitchens for the competitors. They have teams of 4-5 people. My mom is asking them a lots of questions just to be annoying. I tell her to stop, they need to think what they gonna cook. When she doesn't stop, I walk up to the group of judges and I wait for them to finish evaluating before I tell them about mom. They say it's time to leave anyway. My mom is not happy, but I tell her that guests are allowed to stay only for first half anyway.

I'm outside in the driveway at my old house with a few people. I think my little sister is one of those people but I'm not sure. There's a girl there that seems annoyed or even angry at me. Gale walks up to me and smiles. I smile back and grab his hand happily. He pulls me into a hug and I feel happy. After we pull apart, it's just us and the girl who seems angry. She gives me a mean look and pulls me away from Gale. He then turns away and walks back to his house without saying a word. I pull away from the girl and panic a bit. I look around and I feel like I need to be with Gale. So I start walking quickly to his house in the hopes of seeing him again. I can't find him so I pull out my old phone and try desperately to text him. But no matter how hard I try, I can't text properly and I keep messing up. I become really upset. I can't think about anything else but having him with me again.

11.07.15

nightshifts, but today was off (last night)

No recall last 2-3 days. Other than working at my work. Tireing. Pls stop.