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Torture

I was inside some sort of game thinking about something about Dawn I think. But than i appeared inside a room with a T.V. An old cartoon series was playing and i think it was Scooby doo. I was thinking of the show as i wondered if i should go to bed. But when i turned i noticed there was a window and it felt like someone was watching me from the other side. A girl than came from around the wall as if our houses were connected and told me something. I asked her if she wanted me to rub lotion on her back but i don't recall why or if it was because i was afraid of her. I started to rub the lotion on her back and the back of her neck but she didn't let me finish as she was walking away. She said it didn't matter or something like that and went to see someone else.

The scene changed after that and now i was somewhere else.Thoughts about something violent began to pop up.There was a game where people tortured others for fun in lucid dreams. Images of a box, a baby's head with red eyes and a knife is what i recall seeing.(There was a lot of red and black color of images too)My younger brother was apart of this game and ended up slicing off one of my arms. I wanted to get out of this game into a safer game but it felt far from my reach. A video of people playing the game appeared. There was a part of the game where you search for a black and white super Nintendo version of Mario. Apparently he is hiding a baby heads in a box and its a secret mission to find them and kill the mario.

As all of that was happening i was listening to the ending of Death Parade. The part where it started at was "I feel so alone


Afterwards i walked into the kitchen and my aunt,mom and cousin were there. My aunt announced that my younger cousin was pregnant. When i saw her she was wearing a kimono and had a cool hair style. I was sort of jealous but felt that my cousin used the pregnancy thing as a way to get out of loneliness. I felt it was the stupidest thing she could have ever done. My mom took her to her room to talk to her.But for some reason it felt like my room. When my mom told her to sit on her bed i told her not to because her kimono was dirty.

My mom said i was being rude and to let her listen to her so she can find out why she did it. But i said no and something about her being a idiot i think. Than my cousin ran out the room and i heard a voice appear saying something about how someone got a knife so they could torture the lucid dreamers. I slammed the door afraid and it felt like my younger brother was going to kill me.I flew to the bathroom window and broke some of it with my arm. I tried narrating and flying myself out of the situation by saying "and than she flew far far away and got away." as i was sort of flying. But i felt something pull me back into a place with it.

I think i was somewhere where i felt like i was going to be tortured like in the game for what i said. I ended up being stabbed i think but still felt like in a way i was safe and like the torture was sort of over. I didn't have to run anymore.


Strangers

I was with a few dream characters and one that appeared to be JadeGreen. We were trying to find something for Jade in order to win a game i think. But than Jade said he was going to go somewhere else in the dream because he wanted to find Manei and flew away. After that another scene began to form about a family that went on a trip to the beach. The dad was inventing something there but than the waters kept rising quickly and began to turn violent. Members of the families began to be taken into the harsh waters as i tried to get out the way. Suddenly people wearing blankets over their heads, that acted like monsters began to rise out of the ocean.

Those swept away came out the water than ran from the monsters. I tried to run from them too but stopped and looked at the monster instead of going to the house. Because the scene began to change into my neighborhood.I told the family to not be afraid because the monster is my friend now. Than the monster started acting nicely and seemed more gentle. The family cheered and congratulated me for making the monster nice. I than went into my house with the family.

When i got there my dad said to give food to the guests. I said okay and began to take some food and give it to a dc. I was doing my best to be as nice as i could. Than i went near the kitchen and in the corner of my eyes i could see someone standing on the stairs. I told the person to come out from the shadows nicely and it came out. I than grabbed soap and held it out to the girl that came out from the stairs. I was scared and told her that she could wash her face instead of her hands with it. But i was also doing my best to be brave. Than i went back to the living room and a voice of a boy came out of no where saying he was hungry.I decided to give him half of the food that i saw on the table and he happily accepted it. I woke up after that feeling pretty satisfied with myself.

I had another lucid dream last night. I'm super happy about that. I seem to be back on a roll again.

I woke up at 3:00. At first I thought my alarm had awoken me and that it was actually 5:00. I was mentally preparing myself to get up, when I glanced down at the clock and was pleasantly surprised to see that I actually had time for a WBTB.

I really felt my awareness was really good these days, so I was fairly sure that I didn't need to do a WILD to get a lucid dream. I was sure that something would trigger lucidity once in a dream.

Dream:

I was involved in doing something in this very large building. I recall isn't very good for the beginning of this dream. At some point I needed to use the restroom. I left the group of people I was with and found a restroom. I walked in. It was a huge room with a very high vaulted ceiling. Very fancy. I entered the first stall. Someone had gone poop and hadn't flushed it. How gross. I moved on to another stall. Same thing. It seemed strange to me that this beautiful very clean looking restroom was full of unflushed toilets. Things like that happened all the time in my dreams. Hmmm....this was a dream sign for me. What if this were a dream? It felt pretty real. Yet, I knew I was doing so well lately at catching my dream signs. I needed to at least do a reality check. I decided to try to float.

Well, what do ya know. I was suddenly flying up to the high vaulted ceiling. Nice. Another lucid dream.

I flew out of the bathroom and found myself in a courtyard full of people. I decided to find someone to fly with. I landed next to a guy. He looked to be in his mid to late 30's. He was nice looking with sandy blond hair that had some curl and either green or hazel eyes. He looked like an outdoorsy kind of guy with tan skin that was a little rough and some brow wrinkles. I asked him if he would fly with m,e and he said he would love to.

But before we could take off I felt the dream fade. I was mad. This was way to short for a LD.

I laid in bed for a second, not sure if I was really awake of if this was just a false awakening. I then willed myself back in the dream.

The next thing I knew I was back in the courtyard. Yes. I did it.

I looked around and couldn't find the guy I had been with. I was a little disappointed. But another guy caught my eye. He was tall with dark hair that was styled strangely, coming to a point in the front on one side. He looked to be in his mid to late 20's and was a bit over weight. He was wearing a cape and I figured he was into sci fi or Dungeons and Dragons or something like that. I asked him to fly with me. But he said something like, "If you think you can get a guy like me in the air, you must be crazy." I wasn't sure if he meant that he really didn't want to fly or if he didn't think I was capable to getting him in the air.

But before I could find out I woke up.....for real.

I’m sitting on the end of a bed playing Pokemon on the TV across from me that’s on a black dresser - except I’m not using a remote, but my mind. I keep thinking that I need one to do certain things, but push on with my mind.

I end up being able to do things I wouldn’t otherwise, like flipping over a wall and getting ahead to a town I wouldn’t have so soon otherwise.

(I get déjà vu while thinking about that town, feeling like I had a similar dream before.)

A guy comes in to talk to a woman who’s behind me somewhere, and I get self-conscious about my state of undress and discretely either put on a shirt or pull it down over my chest. May have been wearing what I went to bed in.

Jump.

Some bulky guy is trying to help me with a problem with Jazzy, I don’t want to have to do what he’s suggesting but it may be the only way, and I just want to help her.

Jump.

I’m flying along a quaint path with forest on either side and sometimes fences. I want to fly faster and suddenly realize that I can make that happen. ‘Faster, faster!’ And I do, almost going too fast as I get close and personal with some of the fences, but I somehow manage to avoid crashing by rolling away midair and such.

Inspirations:
-Saw someone else mention Pokemon in their dreams , but I also swear I remember seeing a post about it on Tumblr that made me think of the latest games.
-Last night I had a funny conversation with mom about how dad was covering up his chest after taking his shirt off. I wasn’t wearing a bra under my shirt and it got me thinking about male vs female top nudity.
-I wish the flying part was more clear in my memory ugh it looks like so much fun. I usually get lucid and then take off flying.

2. BL manga style dream.

Spoiler for Sexuality:

Two guys who are a couple are making out, and the slightly taller one didn’t mean to take it so far (the other guy had somewhere to be soon) but next thing, he’s preparing him for sex. But he doesn’t get far-

I feel like the shorter guy was some kind of religious figure. One of his fellow people come in to let him know it’s almost time, and he sees the taller guy who has dark, short hair leaning over the other one with light, tan short hair and just ~stares~ deadpan as the couple freezes.

Jump.

Now the fellow person is leaning over the shorter guy, checking his ass to make sure he’s not damaged.

”Why do you have to do that? The whole reason I came here was to get away from stuff like that.” He says.

Inspirations: Definitely inspired by an ABO (Alpha-Beta-Omega dynamics) fic I was reading last night where a omega male becomes a priest because male omegas are rare and treated badly, so he starts up a shelter for people like him, but alpha males come and take that away, and he later meets someone and falls in lust/love with him, plus the style comes from BL manga which I read fairly often. It was probably in the POV of the top because that fic was in the POV of the alpha.

Yesterday:

1. Editing a series of books on Goodreads.

Inspiration: Before falling asleep I wished that I’d edited more stuff on Goodreads that day (I’m a librarian there).

2. Signing up for Ragnarok Online. Four love interests were shown, two guys, two girls. Second woman looked like the mature type with a mix of light & dark grey hair.

Inspiration: Saw it mentioned somewhere online.

3. There was another character introduced, they were trans and had really long white hair.

Inspiration: Sa-Ryun from Ability (webtoon), was editing pics of him that day and thinking of how some people thought he was a woman. I think lady from 2 inspired 3 which was inspired by Sa-Ryun.

Notes: The last couple of nights when I wake up early with a dream, I find myself thinking about it until I fall asleep again because I don’t want to forget it (even though I’m prioritizing sleep over recall). I noticed that those dreams sometimes end up effecting my later dreams.

This WBTB chain was courtesy of OkmAR on the chat. He explained to me that counting is key in WBTB. Hopefully this isn't a one-off and I can repeat this in the future.

I was flying some kind of small aircraft or hovercraft down a highway in a populated area. I was trying to get into space and also keep track of how much fuel that I had left. (I had quite a lot.) I needed to get into space and rendezvous with a space station.

I became lucid and jumped off the vehicle and started flying. I remember cars on the highway started beeping and swerving when the drivers saw me. A couple of guys actually got into an accident.

I flew under a couple of overpass bridges, then decided to carry on with the original plot of the dream, to go to space. I pulled up. As I pulled up, I could see where the highway ran off into the countryside. There were farmlands, houses, roads, barns. There also seemed to be an over-abundance of these large trees with yellowish-green leaves on them.

The sky, though mostly cloudy and hazy, had a nice spectrum of color too it, and looked very clear and realistic.

I then realized that I wasn't going up anymore. I was about halfway between the cloud layer and the ground. One of the things that I was thinking about as I flew was how its supposed to get colder as you go up. I did notice a chilly breeze at this altitude that seemed to be knocking me around in different directions.

I tried pushing higher, but for some reason, I couldn't fly much higher than the halfway point between the clouds and the sky. I decided that instead, I would interact with some dream characters.

I came to the ground outside one of the farm houses. It was a modern looking flat. There was a large zen-garden area out to one side of the house, but it looked as though it were dying. The flat looked a little bit worn-down too.

There were a man and woman, probably in their 30's getting ready to leave to go live with their parents. (I don't know how I knew this, but I did.) I touched down by the front door in the dying garden, where the woman was.

"Hey, is Manei around?" Expecting her to reply with something like 'she's inside'.

"No, sorry, she isn't."

"Oh okay." The woman started carrying a duffel to the truck that her husband was waiting in.

"What happened to your garden?"

"White Spore. Fungal infection." I observed all of the plants and saw that the ones that were dying were covered in a fine white powder substance.

"Oh. Sorry to hear that. I hope your garden is better soon."

I get down on one knee and put my hand on the ground. I close my eyes and said something or other, a dream control phrase that intended to fix the woman's garden. When I opened my eyes, it looked like all of the plants were healthy and some new ones were added as well.

I started to become nonlucid here. The woman was very happy that her garden was fixed, and now she could invite all of my friends over. I can remember the scene actually changed to an inside area made out of brown cobblestones and having a large glass dome on top. There was a circular moat pool around the garden that had remained the same. I looked in the pool and saw all of these strange aquatic animals.

The woman was talking with her friend about the animals she chose to put into the pool.

"So what do you want for your medium sized animals?"

Spoiler for I'll censor this line just in case...:

"I want all of my medium-sized animals to be men with balls."

At one point this giant Manatee came out of the water and started dancing behind me like some kind of joke. Everyone thought it was really funny because he would dance behind me and they thought that I wasn't noticing. Every time I tried to move, he would follow me. I was more confused as to anything else.

Then my cousins and my uncle showed up to go swimming with the sea creatures in the moat pool. He took of his shirt and he had this weird plastic grate in his stomach that made it look like he had a 6-pack abs. He was bragging to everyone that he had the best abs.

The Dancing Manatee accidentally kicked me in the back during one of his dance moves. (I know Matinees have flippers, but this one had arms and feet, and little black claws in his feet.) I had a little puncture wound in the back of each leg that was bleeding where the claw went in. The woman who owned the garden apologized and shamed the Manatee as if he were a small child. He started crying. She then went to get me a bandage.



WBTB

I was at my mom's work. I was watching TV and eating ice cream out of the tub.

...

I was moving around the work when I noticed that I had some dry/dead skin on one of my hands, about the size of a fifty cent piece. It was between my thumb and index finger on my right hand. I started to peel it off. It was hard like rock and when I tried to peel it off, I saw there was no new skin underneath it, and it started bleeding.



Wait a second, can't I head this since I'm dreaming.

...

I'm not dreaming, am I? I am!

I tried wiping my left hand over the dead skin patch and I told myself that it would be gone. It was completely gone. Bonus, I was lucid dreaming.

I wanted to stabilize. I looked at my hands to get a better picture of them. I seemed to have the correct number of fingers on both hands. I tried to do the 'push finger through palm' RC but it didn't work. My hands in dreams, are sadly, very normal.

"Heighten Lucididty!"

I looked around. I could tell I was no longer in my mom's workplace. I was in what felt like my old middle school. I figured I should make my way outside. I tried to fly, but it failed, and I ended up falling down one of the stairwells.

I remember falling flat on my butt when I tried to fly that time.

I then saw somebody had left a silver travel mug on the stairs. I went up to it and felt it. It was warm. I looked inside and saw it was full of tea. I looked at the label on the end of the teabag.

'Lucidi-Tea Company'

That pun hurt my soul.

I looked up and saw that the doors at the bottom of the stairway were closed. But they had two little windows. I saw Manei walk by, look at me through one of the windows and walk on.

I lost the dream and woke up.

WBTB

I think the first dream was sort of repeating. I was again flying some kind of aircraft. This time it was a small black stealth fighter jet. Somebody was boasting about it's capabilities. It might have belonged to Marcus. He was explaining how it was able to fly into orbit and back since it used [a special type of engine]

There seemed to be some kind of malfunction though, and I was flying really low over a tropical archipelago.

...

I somehow found myself in town with S. I was talking with him about how air pressure changes as you go up. I remember telling him that after you go up every mile you lose half the air pressure. (This is probably inaccurate...) So at sea level its one atmosphere. At one mile up, its .5 atm. At two miles up it is .25 atm, etc.

I told him how the plane that I had been testing was able to fly at 100 miles up, so imagine how thin the atmosphere must be up there.

I then became lucid and decided to fly. I saw that the town we were in was surrounded by mountains, like in Puerto Rico. There was a radio tower and I decided that I would fly to the top of that. I started to focus on my intent and lifted off the ground.

Some DCs in the town looked at me with the typical amazement and shock-and-awe. S said he wanted to come with me. I tried to lift him into the air with me, but he was really heavy, and unable to fly himself.

The farthest I was able to get us was the roof of a parked car. We sat there. Manei came and asked me what I was doing. I lost the dream and had an FA.

I FA'd on the couch in my living room. I decided it was time I end my WBTB chain and enter these all on Dreamviews. I got up, booted up my computer and sat down at the kitchen table.

My dad was working. He asked what I was doing. I told him that I was going to enter the three lucid dreams that I had into my DJ.

He got really upset since he had been secretly trying to lucid dream for years, but was always too prideful to ask for advice. But since I had three lucid dreams in one night, and he had none he felt it high time he asked me for advice.

I told him to tell me about his technique. I woke up for real.

I was actually really tempted to go back and try for a fourth lucid dream in one night.

Lucid
TOTM report


I become lucid in total darkness. I say "more light!" but the darkness remains. I try this several times, but it makes no discernible difference. I try to "remove the dark glasses" that are preventing me from seeing. I can feel myself scratching at my eyes, but no visual elements appear. I think about the sun coming up and at first this makes no difference, but gradually I see shrubbery forming in a grey/black mist. Trees start to form. I am in the air above a wooded landscape. I fly around, looking down at all the trees below me. I decide I will fly to my childhood home, "the farm." It appears below me to my right. I see the swimming pool pump house and remember the basic TOTM is to enter a house. I swoop down and pass through the roof of the pump house as if it were not there. I am standing on the floor of the room, i see pipes and tubing, just as it really looked in my youth, if a bit larger than real life. There are some strange cylindrical objects on the floor. I pick one up, it is black and has a WWII "Flying Tiger" face painted on it. There are some strange indentations on the sides that give the appearance of arms. I loose lucidity and the dream fades.

This dream was strange as it was in the 4th hour of sleep. It was not very clear/vivid. I had no memory or thought to access memory of waking life. I had difficulty thinking clearly. Lucidity lasted perhaps 2 minutes. The flying around before arriving at the house continued for a bit.

In this dream I realized I was dreaming by a Dream Induced Lucid Dream (DILD), but I decided to continue on with the dream pretending that I wasn’t lucid to see if the dream would last longer without stabilizing (was somewhat successful).

It was mid-afternoon, and I was driving down a backwoods area along a dike. There was a huge lake on one side, and an abandoned, hydro dam community (circa 1960’s) on the other, which was heavily grown in with foliage. My wife was sitting beside me, and we were discussing reasons why such beautiful homes could have been abandoned. One house even appeared to even have all the furniture left inside, and it looked pretty much untouched, except for part of the roof had collapsed, so we decided to park the truck and take a closer look.

I walked over the abandoned home and opened the front door. There were cobwebs everywhere (dream sign), so I turned around and asked my wife to pass me a stick so I could knock them down. Standing behind my wife was our beautiful daughter (another dream sign), and I instantly became lucid. I said to them, “I know this is a dream, and I could become lucid, but I don’t want to wake up. I want to explore this cool house!” Both my wife and daughter smiled and agreed with the plan. Neither had passed me a stick, so I made a fire poker appear in my left hand and we continued into the house. Not surprisingly the cobwebs were now gone, so I dropped the fire poker on the floor.

There were old couches, lamps, end tables, and random belongings, and the house really looked like the inhabitants just walked away without packing anything. The floor in the kitchen had collapsed into the basement, and we carefully slid down the angled floor so we could see if anything was down there. Nope, the basement was empty. I started to have thoughts about the house collapsing on us, so I said, “Okay, let’s leave now, because this doesn’t look safe.” I was thinking in my mind to be careful with my thoughts, because this can affected how the dream plays out. I was actually still lucid, but I was trying to get back into regular dream mode, which I couldn’t seem to do.

As we approached the front door, one of my dream guides walked in, and asked if we can still be friends? We had a nasty fight earlier that night in a non-lucid dream, and it really didn’t end well at all. It was my fault, because I’m still struggling with the occasional violence in non-lucid dreams. I looked apologetically at him and replied, “Of course we can.” Just then, a bunch of cars and trucks pulled up the house, and a pile of scruffy looking dream characters jumped out. My daughter immediately spun around, and flew at towards the back corner of the house, and she passed seamlessly right through the wall! She was getting the heck out of here! My wife and dream guide then walked out the front door to greet them, and I followed close behind. Once outside, my wife asked where our daughter was, and I told her she flew off somewhere. Then the lucid dream quickly faded and I woke.

First dream

I was in home. I was sitting on the couch, which was placed in my kitchen. There was a girl, brunette with curly hair. She was quite pretty. Suddenly we started to fight and strip off our clothes. I knocked her on the ground. We started to make love on the ground . Luckily, the dream ended quickly.

Second dream

I was sitting in my living room. I took some lego bricks, and started to make a building out of it. Then I started to argue with my siblings about some kind of game.

Third dream

I was in a center of the big city. It was early morning, the light beams spread between skyscrapers. I was alone, and the buildings looked like abandoned in a hurry. I took a gun in my hand, and saw a huge group of zombies coming in my direction. I started to shoot at them, which attracted even bigger number of zombies.

I ran away, chased by them. I entered a car and drove to the junkyard. I was moving quietly between huge piles of junk and some containers. I looked back, and saw that the junkyard was close to the city center. I heard shots and screams, and saw trails of blood coming in the city direction.

I panicked, and rushed into a building. Luckily, I realised that the building might be full of zombies, just waiting for me to enter it. I ran back, and hidden within piles of junk. I moved some of it, and made myself a way to jump onto the containers. I climbed up, but fallen to the ground. The noise made zombies inside the building to search for their prey.

I stood up quickly, and rushed towards the containers. I climbed up quickly, to relative safety. Zombies from the city center slowly came from the city. I saw that there are some lines. I started to climb them, and climbed up a tree. Suddenly, I heard a voice telling me that some kind of reporter was lost in the city.

I looked around, and saw my mother standing there. Zombies just ignored her. I decided to jump down from the tree. I ran towards my home, entered my room, and surfed the web. I saw that everyhting that happened in the city, was just a game modification I made with someone.

Morning of March 13, 2015. Friday.



The first part of my dream seems very impersonal and unrelated to what seems the second part of my dream (though there could have been a very short break between them).

It seems that I am seeing it all on a television. There is some sort of Cajun rally involving politics and a national news team, it seems. One male is apparently running for mayor (in Louisiana, possibly New Orleans) or possibly a higher office (it is an unknown male, nothing like Mitch Landrieu). He and the reporter to his left (my right as I am viewing the broadcast) seem quite different in presence and focus. In fact, the politician generates a very strong and unusual persona that reflects pure superstition rather than any sense of political premise. He makes a claim that if he does not win the election, all of the spirits of the dead will rise and destroy everything. The male reporter seems only mildly puzzled by these statements by his facial expressions, as if he only mildly doubts the politician’s sanity, but does not say anything about not believing it. In fact, it does seem unlikely that the politician will lose the election, but that is not related to what he is threatening. The idea that he may actually believe what he is saying does not seem that unusual to me though I am aware that it is nonsense and the politician is possibly insane or at least empty-headed.

From here, there is a break into a completely different scene. I am hearing my own voice speaking the same phrase over and over - a phrase that is not relevant to any prior affirmation or scripting of any kind. I am standing fully in-body and am aware that I am deliberately saying it with a sense of meaning and certainty, even feeling the motions of my mouth.

“You project it and you receive it.”

I keep saying this until I decide to ask my wife (who is lying in bed at first but somehow the couch in the front room immediately after) if she needs a doctor, because she seems to be having pain or discomfort in her lower abdomen almost as if she is ready to give birth (she is okay in reality). It is intense prior to waking, so much so, I am almost aware of at least the apparent pressure within her lower body having an effect on my perception and physical status as if it is acting as a wave that moves through the environment. The persistence and clarity at which I am saying this is somewhat atypical of this dream type. (I stop saying the phrase when she appears more in distress after seemingly teleporting to the sofa - I am standing near the telephone at the time).

I was in a school building on the second or third floor (felt like high school building during senior year). The lights were off and it was night. I looked outside the window. On the ground floor, I saw a guy looking up at me. He's familiar (but not in real life). I had a fleeting memory of him and me doing something and then I think I ditched him for whatever reason. He promised (to himself?) that he'll be there looking at me at night until he gets an explanation.

I sighed and went down to talk to him. I had to go down the other side of the building because there were no stairs on that side. I didn't experience walking down the stairs. When I reached the ground floor and about to go to the other side of the building, I bumped into a guy I met before (not in real life), a guy I like. He was smiling while we were talking. We talked a bit, but we were separated by crowds while we were talking. I loved his smile. My uncle (familiar but not sure who in real life) started moving a TV on wheels into one of the classrooms. I helped him out and totally forgot the guy who was staring up at me.

I was inside a HUGE sandbox, the size of football fields. Around it were one-level buildings/houses and walls. I was riding some sort of motor-run vehicle that runs on the sand as if it was water/ice (jet/snow ski?). I was "jumping" (using the vehicle) over the structures using the speed as momentum. I had a vision, however, that I was still boxed in, with the farthest ends blocked by higher structures.

Somehow, I was able to exit. I was in the entrance/exit area of my high school (DBTI). The color/mood was greyish and gloomy, like it's about to rain really hard. I stopped by a mobile hot dog stand. For some reason, the seller gave me an extra hot dog. The other buyers wanted extra too, but he said they pay for the extra.

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Notes:

- I went to sleep around 3 a.m.
- Woke up around 10-11 a.m.

I wake up in my bed (false awakening) and see someone walking down my hallway. I'm cautious, but I get up and pursue this person. He has already walked out the front door. I go out too. The yard is not my yard. And houses are being torn down. A few yards over I see a creek, the one by the house I grew up in. The sight of the creek makes me believe I am dreaming. I keep checking my hands and I can't get them to distort like usual. Finally a couple of them look stuck together, so I shout to everyone don't worry this is just a dream. They don't believe me so I start flying and admiring this incredible architecture that I created out of my subconscious.

Dark. Up CC on the roads. J shows up sees my Dad and says he wants to go to Kansas City. I'm looking at the moon and realize that I have a memory of having been there. I ask J if he told Aubry that I went to space.

Dad says not to go but I do anyway. We rent a truck and drive. I guess we get there and all seems familiar to me. I'm trying to find a store to buy toiletries and clothes. Not sure why we are here. Not a lot of talking. Then suddenly we are back at CC and it is still dark. He leaves and I keep thinking about the moon.

I was at my grandmothers sitting in a weird room with a couch. Everyone in my immediate family was there except my mom. We were wondering where she was when all of a sudden we found out she died. Then I was really sad. Then I must have had a slight FA or even a real awakening because I remember sitting in bed sad because of what had happened. Then she came to the couch and she was missing her legs, but seemed happy. Then I remember the dream changed to a different place. Then their was a party going on in some weird room at my grandmothers. It was a dark room with accent lighting, dark brown/black walls. There was chairs all around the room and in each of them was an adult. They sat there drinking beers. Then they started to go crazy. They said mean things to me and then I said something mean back to them and heard them laughing as I left the room. Then I was in another room I do not recall, one of the drunk adults came out of the room and then smashed his fist on my dads head. This scared the heck out of me and then sent an intense fear response in the dream, and I even felt it in real life.

What an odd dream. My attempt at WILD failed.