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MILD: Behind the technique

MILD refers as most people know to as Mnemonic Induction of Lucid Dreams, and it’s been said to be a very effective technique. According to a recent study, chances are that people with better prospective memory would become better at MILD. The point I’m trying to make it is that MILD is just a name given to the exercise of remembering you want to become lucid. The work behind it, is prospective memory, or the kind of memory that allows you to remember things in the future.
In Exploring the World of Lucid Dreaming, Stephen LaBerge posted several exercises to improve prospective memory, but in my opinion, a bigger list taking some aspects into account that make the appearance of each object more likely would be more effective. Also, in a very recent study about the effectiveness of several lucid dreaming techniques, it was demonstrated that MILD is not by itself so that effective as many of us would think. But the same study itself questions what would happen if "those with good prospective
memory skills might benefit from MILD (source: Induction of lucid dreams: A systematic review of evidence 2012).
So, here’s a list of nearly 100 items designed to improve your prospective memory in a course of 1 month. This will increase your prospective memory and thus increasing the chances of a MILD. The task is basic: you pick 3 actions, and try to spot them as much as possible during the day. In the next day, you pick again 3 actions and try to spot them.

Tutorial: how to set up your list: Step 1

This is the list you will be working with. If you want, you can add more tasks yourself, or if possible, reply in this post, so that we could increase the number of tasks. This would help because even though there’s nothing wrong on getting the same task twice, it would allow for a bigger diversity.

Spoiler for List of Tasks:

- Spotting someone with a corf
- Spotting someone with gloves
- Spotting someone with a hat
- Spotting someone with a purse/bag/suitcase
- Spotting someone with a tie
- Hearing the words "hello/goodbye and any variations"
- Hearing or reading a word in a foreign language
- Hearing the words "I'm sorry, wait, okay and any variations"
- Spotting a motocycle or a bycicle
- Spotting someone (including yourself) yawn or frown
- Spotting someone (including yourself) laugh or smile
- Spotting someone (including yourself) complimenting someone (with gestures or a hand-shake)
- Spotting an attractive female/male
- Spotting a very elderly male/female or a crippled person
- Spotting a baby or a very young child
- Openning any fridge, drawer or closet
- Entering in any elevator
- Climbing any stairs or ramps
- Spotting someone grab their wallet (including yourself)
- Grabbing food
- Grabbing any piece of clothing (including removing and placing it in somewhere)
- Spotting someone (including yourself) picking their keys
- Spotting a reference to a recent movie or book
- Spotting a commercial add related to food
- Spotting a comercial add related to clothing and cosmetics
- Spotting any reference to medicine pills
- Hearing someone (including yourself) engaging in a sexual/erotic topic
- Spotting someone (including yourself) visibly worried or stressed
- Spotting someone (including yourself) visibly happy or exuberant
- Recalling a very negative moment that happened recently or in the far past
- Recalling a very positive moment that happened recently or in the far past
- Touching in an animal (including human beings) or plant
- Spotting a comercial add about cars
- Feeling yourself ansious about something (either good or bad)
- Meeting a known but not too close person
- Experiencing a weird situation or scenario
- Observing a situation of injustice (towards you or others)
- Observing a situation of violence
- Observing or enganging in a discussion
- Reading/watching/hearing a reference to a supernatural concept
- Reading/watching/hearing a reference to dreaming or the brain
- Feeling noticeably pain or pleasure
- Feeling noticeably cold or hot
- Spotting a bug
- Spotting/using a trash can
- Grabbing paper towell
- Engaging in personal higiene
- Noticing your forgot something recently
- Making a mental note for the recent future
- Leaving/entering in a building or in a vehicle
- Spotting someone (including yourself) sneezing or spitting to the ground
- Turning your computer on/off, or leaving it inactive for more than a few minutes
- Feeling sexually aroused
- Inserting your username/password on a website
- Opening google,facebook,twitter or youtube
- Spotting any internet publicity about a virtual game
- Leaving/arriving at home or work
- Crossing a street crosswalk
- Watching a movie trailer
- Watching a educational video
- Reading a scientifical article
- Waitting at a bus stop
- Lying to someone
- Make a nice action towards someone you don't know
- Hearing someone (including yourself) mentioning the weather
- Spotting someone (including yourself) picking or dropping an object
- Making a question to someone or to yourself

These tasks are meant to last you for a month, but there's absolutely no harm to do one task several times. Like I said above you can add more items yourself. The goal is that you'll be improving your prospective memory, which then will lead to easier MILDs.

Tutorial: how to set up your list: Step 2

Now, we want a easy and fast way to randomize those items, so you can use this excellent website called http://www.random.org/lists/. Just copy the list in the spoilers, and then click on the button "Randomize", like you see in the picture below:



After that, you just pick the first 3 items on a list (or 2 if you want to take it a bit lighter) and perform a reality check every time that queue pops up in front of you.

My problem at the moment is to organize a way to test people's prospective memory, but if you do these exercises, you will increase your chances of having a MILD. Not because of the tasks themselves, but because you will be able to pick a trigger (like a dream sign) and thanks to your improved prospective memory, become lucid just by spotting it. So if you think you are prepared, start to choose a small number of small tasks to perform everyday that may lead you to lucidity, since it's the trigger more than the intention that seems to work.

Many people perceive MILD as something like "I will remember I'm dreaming", but this leaves no trigger to activate your lucidity, leaves nothing to the brain to retrieve that intention. To do MILD properly, you need grab some mnemonic to aid you. And that good thing is that if you choose a recurrent dream sign, you can apply something like "Whenever I see X person/animal/place/situation/feeling, I will do a reality check". The thing is, if you pratice your prospective memory before-hand, then you will a increased chance of succeeding at spotting the queue.

Snowboarding down a huge mountain, I find a lot of snowboarder / skier traffic, and can't go where I want to very easily. I bomb it down a hill, and turn to my right to go over a small hill to another part of the mountain, but while avoiding the other people, I lose too much speed. I have to dance side to side and walk the board up the rest of the way. Then it's fairly clear, not many people, and I hit a few jumps sticking out of the deep powder. I slow down in one turn, and find out that the powder is up to my neck! I lean into the mountain, and pick up some more speed to stay on top of the powder, and make some easy turns the rest of the run down the mountain. It's so peaceful and beautiful here.

I'm laying in bed next to my girlfriend, just relaxing in the time before I fall asleep. She's already asleep, so I try not to move much and wake her up. Then her pet lion jumps up in bed with us! It's huge, but not very ferocious. But it does step on my solar plexus with a single paw and it's really heavy. I squirm a little, and it steps somewhere else, then lays down next to me. It's still pretty comfortable here, so I close my eyes and let sleep take its sweet time.

Then as I think I fall asleep, I wake up! No lion.

I would really benefit from more RCs...

Dream night of 3/8/15. Several fragments.

#1
I was at a port of some sort. I was there with my sister and my SO. We were putting gas in the car. We also had a cat we were picking up. Adopting perhaps? My sister and I took the cat and were walking to the car on this pier and I saw my SO get in the car. It was an older, green, rusty VW Beetle. And then the whole thing blew up. It was sort of blocked by a big warehouse on the pier so I didn't see it but heard it and saw the blast of fire stream out. And I felt numb. And lost. And thought to myself I would never have felt this way for M, but I did for this SO. And how I didn't know what I would do with myself that that he was gone. And I was clutching the cat and just crying. And then I woke up.

#2
I was with my uncle and some of his friends. We were at a relatively shallow riverbed. Crystal clear waters and white sands. It was hard to judge how deep it was but I'd say probably 20-30 feet. And we had these REALLY narrow surf boards. And he was showing us all how to 'surf'. But there wasn't any surf or waves. We actually were more skimboarding along the bank of the river and down in to the bottom. And he lent me a surfboard and I rode the board down to the bottom of the riverbed and looked at all the other 'surfers' down there.

Me and a few other family members, including my brother-in-law and aunt, were watching a movie inside the living room of my home. The movie was seconds away from being over and we were reeling in on the resolution moment of it. Me and my aunt were so much in to this movie that she almost held on to me as we both noticed a helicopter being shot down in the movie. There was a creepy vibe to it, not just what was happening on screen but something I felt going on in the living room. I'm not sure how exactly what I saw but, moments later, I showed up somewhere inside that scene along with the rest of my family members watch that movie.

We were now in what seemed to be a parking lot of a small residential home. There was a long baseball field in front of it. There was also rain, but it felt like heavy rain. I had myself crouched down on the floor, watching what was left of the helicopter explosion that took place moments before. As I watched the flames and ashes floating away from the scene, I sang a tune as I slowly moved back away the explosion area.

"When You're worried and you can't sleep, just close your eyes and count your blessings"

I continued singing this tune as I moved up towards the stairs that would eventually led me towards the building that sat on this parking lot. My family followed.

"and you'll fall sleep counting your blessings."

The rest of my family were the first ones to run in to the residential home. I'm not sure what was in there, nor did I care much about it. All I wanted to do was listen to myself singing while being comforted with rain. Eventually, I began gaining consciousness of where I was. When I finally reached the building, I became lucid.

After becoming lucid, I immediately ran in to the home, inside the garage. I walked past the garage and in to what seemed to be another garage in the same small building. I stopped and tried calming myself down. I told myself something along the lines of "This is a dream. I want to stay in this dream." I'm not sure what I said exactly but whatever it was, I felt a better sense of control of prolonging the dream. There was also someone with me. I'm not sure who. Probably someone who lived at the home? I'm not sure. He followed me as I went storming out of the house and towards the inner part of a high school.

Once I reached what seemed to be a high school lunch area, I stopped and observed the environment. I noticed several students scattered all over the place, going on about their day. I saw several of my classmates standing around a drinking fountain, or so that's what it looked like - a fountain? The rain still went on, but not as much as it was a few moments ago. Suddenly, I felt this strange substance building up in my mouth. I'm not sure what it was, but I didn't like it. It started building up rapidly, eventually filling up my whole mouth. I put one of my fingers inside my mouth, hoping it would just be a bubbling type of food, but instead found a white-rice type of food. I don't even think it was rice, it tasted much more disgusting than that. I tried spitting it all out but before I could, woke up.

I had a dream that I was a Chinese girl and had been kidnapped and taken into an underground human trafficking circle. I was forced into prostitution. The dream took a number of dark turns and twists. I'm going to skip over most of this dream because I honestly just don't feel like sharing it.

I remember they would lock us in a room that felt like my basement. They wouldn't feed us very much because the lack of food kept us weak and unable to fight or run away.

...

Raiah (Yeah that comic character that I've been trying to make a dream character) showed up to break us out. Though somehow she was able to manifest Ateria and attack all of the crime boss guys. I became lucid here thinking that wasn't right but somehow lost my lucidity immediately after.

At the end of the dream we got set free. I can remember a bunch of the girls had actually gotten pregnant because of the prostitution and there were a bunch of babies. They had set up a day care in my old middle school for some reason and were adopting them off to families.

I didn't get pregnant though because somehow or other I was still a boy. I was actually slightly lucid through the whole dream.

At the day care at the middle school, they had for some reason recorded all of the babies cries and played them on a loudspeaker, and you could press a button to hear a different baby. This had something to do with determining the babies were like and what their ideal parents might be.


Something to do with being in a treehouse. The whole thing was filled with locked mailboxes. Supposedly this was some kind of role playing game and you got your character's items from the mailbox. There were 25 in total and the higher number key you had the better items you got. I had key #25 so I got the best items.

A girl with orange hair was there. She had a key to secret area #5, the highest numbered secret area. It was supposedly in the tree-house somewhere. We had to climb on the outside of the tree-house to get there. Supposedly with the items from box #25, you could beat the boss behind door #5 and be the best in the world at the game.

We climbed on the outside of the tree-house. It was really big and there were all of these strange items in it, kind of like the house from KND. We found a red metal door at the very top and opened it. Even though it was just a freestanding door, walking into it was like Monster's Inc and it was a portal into a large room.

It was somehow like super mario bros or something, and the girl with orange hair was playing. She had to fight this hard boss. She had this strategy where she would let herself die by standing under the boss. But if you stood in just the right spot you could exploit a glitch where the boss would knock you to where a health power-up that would re-spawn just after you died. So you could stay alive forever and survive the bosses attack.

The orange hair girl won in the end.

First dream

It was cold, December night. I was walking back to home, and saw two hooded shapes. They were stealing from a local shop. I came closer, then the alarm started, and police arrived. They took me to the jail for a year, before even the judgement came.

The next year I was in home, working on my laptop. It was midnight. I was making a level for Half-Life, texturing and compiling it. Suddenly a woman arrived. Tall, slim, brunette. She was my lawyer. She wanted to talk with me, so I went from my room to the living room. I sat on the couch, while she took a seat on the armchair in front of me. I felt really tired. My lawyer told me that the police never had anything to prove my guilt, and that I can make a trial against them.

Precognitive dream recalled?

*Today when I was on a lesson, I had a strange feeling. I made an RC and looked around, watching the rooms layout, everyone present, and what was going on. Somehow, I have realised that I saw this all before. Everything matched with the dream I had over a few months ago!*

*I'm taking medicine so the cough is almost completely gone. Yay~ ^ w ^

-I was watching my younger brother play League Of Legends. I told him I felt bad for how the other team was beating him but also found it funny.

-After that i have a feeling i was playing some type of game with my brother and other people.

I remember being lucid talking to a dream character that was a boy but kept changing into a girl. The character had to change like three times and was wearing a robot suit. I told it to follow me upstairs and that we will go on a flying adventure.
But suddenly i got the urge to pee and went to the bathroom upstairs. My cousins and other came into the bathroom and i told them to leave. But they stayed and started talking about something and laughing. I told them not to laugh too much because they will break the dreamscape.My cousin told me that it doesn't work that way. That it was fine for them all to laugh in a loud excited manner. I kept telling her she was wrong but they just kept laughing so i decided to just let it be. I waited too long sitting on the toilet so the dream shifted after that.

-I appeared in a city and went inside a shop where a girl was gossiping with another girl. I than left the shop to go into another where i wanted to buy a water bottle. To my surprise the shop was a bakery. I asked for some chocolates but a girl told me i could not have them because she was going to send those to her mom. I told her i didn't care and that i could have them. Than her or her friend took the umbrella i was holding and hid it.I couldn't find the umbrella anywhere so i grabbed the guy and the girl and lifted them. Telling them to give it back to me. The store owner told them to be nice and to give the umbrella back. They gave it back to me and just as i was about to get my chocolate something went wrong.

I was told that i was needed in a superhero team to vanquish a monster.(Things turned into a anime after that) I flew over the counter and activated something and transformed. I landed in a arena but quickly became prey for the monster. So my teammates had to help me defeat the monster. After it was over we went back into the bakery (Things turned back to normal)and i smelled soft blankets that were washed and dried. They smelled like fruits.

After that I met with a older lady and we were looking at books. The books were important because they had the ability to summon monsters. I mentioned how there was a musical part at the back of the book. The lady wanted to google the author of the book after i told her that and told me to read it out loud. I told her i could check with my phone but she said no that she would do it. I told her i saw the name Laura D Shemjerd. She said it must be shepherd because shemjerd did not make sense. But that is exactly what i was seeing. i also told her i saw the name Howdy. I recall there was a part where a voice came up and it sounded like it was saying something from toy story but that was before i noticed the musical part on the back.

*I have a feeling there was a old man in my dream but i can't recall when. : /

3.9.15

Last night bed around 9pm. Woke up at 5:47 and WBTB till 6:05

Woke up from a 40 min long lucid event at 7:30

At work, boss.

First I was getting some HH of me working in produce. Leveling the apple display, where the produce is in bags. I started moving my hands and when I realized that, it ended.

Next I'm drinking coffee, still at work, and I realize I'm still in a dream. I smile and walk away. My boss V is there and I'm happy to see him. This also ends.

Now I jumpstart my HH by seeing myself walking through the store, or rather seeing the store through my eyes as I'm walking through the store. It works. (finally I'm lucid at work). I see through the small window on our black doors what's on the other side, and Its still workplace and as I walk through it, I'm still there. I'm happy, because sometimes when I walk through the oor, I'm someplace else. I walk around and come to the front end. My boss V is there, looking like a younger version of himself and I hug him and tell him how much I appreciate him.

Then I walk up to a bagger with long hair, M, I think, and I tickle her butt. She turns around, but she doesn't see me. This is fun, so I do it few more times. I ask her if she really can't see me. Then I walk up to V and ask him if he really CAN see me, because it appears like he can.

Mirror ToTM - Advanced I

When this ends, I start to think about the mirror ToTM. I'm wondering where I'm gonna end up, maybe in the void, and how will I know.

I realize I'm still dreaming, get up and start looking for a mirror. I know we have one in the hallway, so I go to it. It's only about 2 feet in diameter and I had to get up on the shoerack to get closer. I gather up my courrage, because thoughts of "dangerous" mirrors cross my mind. But I tell myself I have seen mirror before and it was ok. So I look in the mirror and concentrate on my reflection. It's me, and it's not changing. I throw myself head first. I go through up to my waist, then I get stuck, because I have no leverige to push myself all the way. It ends here.

I'm in someone's house. I find a bathroom, I turn the lights on because it's a bit dark, and the lights switch on and it's bright now. I climb on the sink and go through the mirror feet first. It takes me to a children's bedroom. Windows on the left, door on the right. I choose the door. It opens up to bathroom. It's noticably cooler there and it smells like freshly cleaned bathroom. I like it. I open another door and it's blocked by some stuff. I realize thats the door I saw blocked when I appeared in that house.

I realize I'm still there so I open the door to my mom's bedroom, coz I know they have a long floor mirror behind the door. It's a bit darkish, like when curtains are closed. I flip the switch but this time it doesn't work. I step through the mirror feet first and I end up someplace I don't remember.

K from work; N. Cage; guns
I realize I'm still in a dream and I end up in front of a building. K from work is holding the door opened for me and motions me inside. There is some urgency in his behaviour, so I follow him. Another coworker is holding another door opened, and he closes it as if nothing happened as soon as we are through. I ask K what are we doing there. We come to a room and tehre is N. Cage in a bed, not happy that his girlfriend is on the floor with another girl and they are doing it. He is like "wth, I'm here, so what gives". His girlfriend is doing it from grudge. Oh, N. Cage has a blondish mustache, only underwear (I assume) and he is under white sheets.

Somehow I went throught the mirror again, and I'm in an empty smallish room. Two narrow and long windows on the left wall, high up, near the ceiling. I get out through them and I'm on the outside wall of the building, by the windows. As I'm climbing down, I see a gun holster in a cubby in the wall. I take it and continue going down. Then I remember, sometimes people hide guns outside their windows. so I look up and sure enough, in another cubby hole there is a very nice revolver. I take it ofc, and look up, and haha, there is a handgun in every cubby hole under every window. Needles to say, I take them all.

I get down to the ground and some bad guy is trying something. I stick the gun in his face and dare him to find out if it's loaded. We kinda end it there.

At some point I got some geometric HH on white background, which I didn't have in about a year. And I felt the telltale sign the buzzing and weird feeling in my head, that tells me lucid is coming.

I'm kinda happy, that I was not scared of mirrors. And that I didn't go for the first window, but I was opening doors and not scared doing that and being in a building.

I could have continued, but I felt I'm already forgetting some parts, so I got up to write it down.

Nightmare
Non-lucid
9AM-10AM (I think the dream was set in this time, too.)
I'm in my room, on the laptop. It's morning, and I'm alone in the house. I'm enjoying some quiet time when out of the corner of my eye, I see something in the hallway move ever so slightly. It's a shadow, and the thing casting it is in my sister's room.
I suddenly get a feeling of dread. My heart starts to beat faster. I quietly set the laptop down and decide a good place to hide would be beside my dresser, since you can't see that from the doorway. I hide. I hide for a while. But I don't hear anything. After about a full minute, I stand up and make my way to the bed, all without making a sound.
I get in my bed, and start to think that I'm paranoid. I get back on the computer to calm my nerves.
I see something move in the hallway again. I get scared, again. Something brown comes into my view from behind the door. I freeze, and I stop breathing. Everything is silent. Suddenly, a half a face pops out, the other half still hidden. The man now looking at me has light brown hair, and either very round "Harry Potter" glasses, or just big, white eyes. No pupils. I almost gasp when he pokes his head around the door.
Then, I wake up.
It still makes me uneasy to think about this dream.

gunna make this short. no recall this morning because someone decided to use the house speakers to blast loud rap music at 6:30 AM and wake me up tired as hell, feeling sick, and now i get to go take a test.

71 dreams recorded in 111 days and just 2 lucids…that’s my record since I backed away last August…that doesn’t sound impressive but I’ve done very little dream-work since then. The things that really work for me are lots of walking, whilst contemplating the Universe and running through the mantras, dream signs etc (viewed from a distance I maybe look like someone on day-release from an institution.)

But I have a workload and some deadlines and health probs and it will stay that way till later this year…so I not going out much this winter. But I am thinking (always too much thinking…not really good for awareness is it?) It’s my way to explore all possibilities.

How to maximise awareness…are there shortcuts? Still using pre-recorded mantras etc. For later use, I’m amassing paperwork on Buddhism, meditation, the mind, melatonin, DMT, “shrooms”…that’s another co-incidence…as well a using “lucidity” in my first book I used the word “shrooms”…I’m 99.9999% sure I hadn’t researched either yet they’re in the book and now I’m really interested in both.

B6, choline etc doesn’t seem to work for me…maybe beetroot tabs help but even that’s not certain…red wine imparts a certain “richness to my dreams (happy days!) My lucid events still only occur at the top of the morning (after 7+ hours of sleep ) and I take that as a sign that it’s maybe poor melatonin accumulation during the night?

I take comfort from the fact that I seem to have got over excessive excitement when I hit lucidity and I’ve finally put my self-doubts to bed by doing three successive reality checks during my last lucid event (plus I stabilized a wall, after my hand went through it, just by willing it to feel solid.)

But I’m still off, over the hills and far away, after the preliminaries (I must look at everything, taking my time to explore the absurdities of dreams…) I got over-confident and took to the sky for a short wiz-round which maybe brought my dream to a premature end...that’s me, I have the will but I currently lack the stamina…I actually felt my heart speed up as I was coming out of it…is that a normal side-effect of the end of REM?

Maybe my dream efforts will kill me but I can’t think of a nicer way to go (well…I can but that’s not for delicate ears like yours…)

fair amount of early recall, didn't record, most lost except:

+(f) riding with IrMa, she's driving, I put my hand on her leg, she wants to take the route on the coast that will rejoin the main highway farther to the south; (she enters my house and we kiss?)

(semi-lucid) epic: reveal my ability to fly to colleague MWP, he's critical ("that's illegal!"), I fly away, he follows flying, land at bottom of hill among HUGE university buildings, fight against guy with bow (block with magical transparent shield), drink the girl's beer, car ride: see hot college students partying, discuss education, play a card game while driving uphill

I'm thinking about flying (am flying for a bit?). I see buildings down the hill, one tall one on my left looks a bit pixelated, and I wonder about the brain's ability to fill in large amounts of detail.

I'm conversing with my colleague MWP the subject is people who can fly. He mentions that there are only 3 or 4 people in the world who can do that. The subject drifts, but I bring it back, say "I really want to hear your experience on this subject." I decide to reveal myself, we're in my childhood home bedroom and I step backwards out of the window and hover there in the air, and make a "ta-da!" gesture with my arms. I float back inside the room. MWP is not happy about this, he starts says s.l. nobody should do that, I mention other powers and he says "That's Illegal!". I'm really starting to regret revealing my powers to him, and I swear to myself that I will never, ever reveal them to anybody else ever again. I turn to fly down the hill to the city and call over my shoulder "I need to run some errands" and proceed to glide/fly down the hill. I look over my shoulder at one point and see MWP flying there! Ah ha, so he can fly, too!

I'm approaching the University area and I see really really tall buildings there, I think about how I always lose altitude when I fly and land on the ground among big trees, there's a street ahead and I plan to make my way there.

I'm inside a building and MWP(?) and another guy is there to fight me, the guy has a bow and arrow, I at first approach and engage him hand to hand, I try to wrench the bow from his grasp but stop at some point and step back and prepare to block. I think of summoning a semi-translucent magical shield. The guy gets ready to shoot, I summon the shield as an extension of my extended right hand (my right arm is extended out in front of me to block), and the arrow goes "THUNK" harmlessly into the shield on the other side of my hand. In a blindingly fast movement I pull out the arrow, and toss it back at the shooter, and it punctures his face high on his right cheek near his right eye (I think this was an *awesome* maneuver, it may go down in the record books).

He prepares to shoot again and this time I think of getting fancy/cocky, I summon a small circular shield only about the diameter of a tea saucer, but he doesn't get the chance to shoot again, I'm engaging him at close range with some sort of precision cutting device that cuts through objects as if they were air, no resistance. I wave the thing quickly back and forth all over him and a transparent shield, cutting him to ribbons.

There's some girl (administrator?) who leaves her beer on the table, (we?) go and drink it, we're driving to that place through narrow streets with tall concrete walls on each side, the girl reappears and asks who drank her beer.

In a car I'm in the front passenger's seat, (MWP?) is driving, there's a guy my age in the back seat and another younger male. I'm looking out the window at a scene through a large window on the 2nd/3rd floor of a building across the street, it's night/dark out. Inside there are young men and women, college-aged, all the guys are buff and shirtless and the girls are hot and in bikinis. As we pass driving by I look back at the scene and see a hot girl in a yellow bikini rubbing herself all over a guy. I say "why couldn't *I* have hot girls all over me when I was in college?" I look at the guy behind me and we both answer simultaneously: "because in college I was busy getting *an education*." I then say "yeah, those guys will be pushing mops in the future." The guy behind me says "I was in engineering," I answer "so was I [and think of my specialty but don't say it", he says "I specialized in low-cost DRAM systems" (and the implication is that he's raking in the bucks now).

We're going uphill and playing a card game. The driver picks a card with vague drawings and wording on it, it's a car that let's you change the game from 2 to 4 decks of cards, the guy in the back says "oh don't play that" (he doesn't want a 4-deck game), but the driver does want it and plays it. I say to the guy in the back "you have to accept it" and then I pick up the same guard from the stock, and say "…except if you get that card again" (and can switch the game back to a 2-deck game).

long time awake:
late:

+ sexy time moments with (imaginary?) girl parts, strange simultaneous boy/girl "parts"; at the zoo/park with wife, see JHS GF KS (she's not looking good), walk on path, see animals to right, think about how to survive a godzilla-like attack

I'm lying on my back in a bed in my sister's room in my childhood home.

Spoiler for explicit:

There's a naked girl torso [don't see the head/face, out of view] right in my face, lovely small breasts with dark medium-sized areao/nipples, I play with them with my hands and suck them a bit

, I realize this is all imaginary [but it feels completely realistic], and I wonder if my son walked in on me right now, what would he see? Would he see me moving my hands in the air with nothing actually there?

Spoiler for exclicit, weird:

I'm now up on my knees and there is a girl's back and butt on the bed, also on her knees, head [not visible] facing me. I reach down her back through her butt cheeks and feel for her v-jay opening, find it and extend a finger inside deeply. Then I'm lying on my back on the bed and my (ahem) has transformed into a weird combination of male and female parts: it's an erect cylinder of flesh like a male, but it is a hollow tube like a female, and I'm continuing to press my finger in and out. My wife enters the room to do some exercises, I pull the covers up over me.

My wife says s.l. "my husband is a real man!"

I'm standing with a bunch of people outside a zoo/park. I see my JHS-GF, KS, there: she doesn't look good. Her chin is weak, she has a lot of acne. Her lips are quite red, and her hair is as I remembered it, very blonde. My son S2 is standing in a group there. I walk forwards, I know my wife is with me and I hope she doesn't want to stop for a brick of candy popcorn.

We're walking down a path in the zoo, I look to the left and see a bunch of small animals in a display there: chickens, monkeys. I think "the animals are particularly calm today." At the end of the path there is a very tall hill leading up, sort of a steep sharp-cornered ravine with lots of wet black earth/mud. I think if a giant trex/godzilla thing (hundreds of feet high with huge feet that can crush a person) were to come where would be a good place to avoid it. Standing at the foot of this hill may be good because the monster would think the footing to be unstable and so wouldn't step there.

I climb up some steps and think "should you run? They say that they sense motion so you shouldn't," but I imagine if standing still they move lower their head and see you with their eyes. Climbing the hill someone has put a giant rusty dumpster in the way blocking the stairs.

+ the young men/women in white lab coats get in my way to apply the tool to the object, one girl pushes up against me and brief <sexy contact> ensues; with S1 and S2 in hallway, discussing the artifact in the room, where's the key? get the key, enter basement, find the "lost" set of keys

There's some object attached to something that needs to be removed with a tool like a large socket wrench. I know how to do it easily and try to step forwards to do it but young people in white lab coats keep getting in my way. There's a young man to the right, and a young woman who gets in front of me and is really working hard and applying a lot of force, I think that's too much work you need to just use the leverage. Another girl gets in front of me and is also using a tremendous amount of effort to the tool, I think I should grab her shoulders and help but I don't. She then sort of moves backwards pushing her body up against me and my back is to the wall.

Spoiler for explicit:

I reach around with both hands and cup her breasts (outside the clothing). She has small but nice breasts. I can feel in each hand's fingers that her nipples are large and erect.

I'm standing in a hallway with S1 and S2. There's a room to the right with some artifact(s) there that I want. S1 and S2 are discussing where the key is. I ask they to get the key repeatedly. S1 says that the woman removed the thing already. I get the key and enter the room.

Then I'm walking down the steps to the basement of my childhood home, my wife is in the large room to the right at the bottom of the stairs. I reach for the keys in my left pocket of the gray soft windbreaker I'm wearing and find another larger bunch of keys, I bring them out and look at them, I "recognize" them [false memory] as the missing set of keys to our cabin, I say so and my wife responds something about the keys.

Morning of March 9, 2015. Monday.



Near the beginning of my dream, an unknown male is showing my two youngest sons a computer keyboard. It changes from looking like it has about half the letters of the alphabet distributed over keys that are about twice as big as normal to seemingly only having about six large flat keys over the entire keyboard (which is also flatter and somewhat larger than normal). At this point, it seems like a keyboard for a very old computer of at least twenty years ago (though that is an unreasonable assumption as the early Commodore 64s had much fatter keyboards, not thinner). After a short time, I ask him if it is a tic tac toe game. This is seemingly meant to be somewhat sarcastic on my part or at least humorous as there are only enough keys for an “X” and an “O” and usage of the four cursor directions. It seems unusual to have a large piece of technology which requires a monitor and likely the computer desktop itself just to play tic tac toe. I do not get a reply to my question.

Later, I am aware that there may be a bad storm approaching and am concerned about my wife not being back from the store. I decide to check the weather reports on my computer and the keyboard starts to buzz oddly and a small flame shoots out from the upper left corner. Eventually the escape key becomes loose and I see that it has wires attached to it which are shorting out. Somehow, the area under the escape key is wired in a manner that is directly connected to the power supply for the computer. Because at least one wire is broken the computer will not stay on and the buzzing and sparking on that corner of the keyboard continues until nothing works at all. I get very annoyed though my dream decays after this part. Rather than the computer monitor having a realistic display, it looks more like horizontal bars and snow from an analogue television experiencing a weak distorted signal or interference from a storm.

Because it is the escape key, there is probably a play on escape. Instead of there being a storm in reality it is once again unbearably warm - thus there is likely a play on “escaping” from this town or climate. It seems to suggest that the escape must be implemented to keep healthy as in my dream, the computer seems to have to be turned on or rebooted by pressing the [ Esc ] key.

I remember being in some kind of a train that is also a camp of sorts. Not the recreational kind of camp; there's some work involved, and in the end of the year you get a license that potentially increases your employment chances. I realize I have a really bad t-shirt on me, and I don't have any other ones, so my supervisor sends me and a couple of my friends (who are my former classmates IRL) to some "special place" where I can get a new, rad t-shirt. Now the way to get there is through flying train cars. They kind of fly through each other at progressively increasing speed. Each car's door is labeled with a black number on a white square. What this flight amounts to, is that we catch up with a flying huge anvil-like train car. By the time we catch up with it, it stops by some city.
We enter the huge anvil-car, inside is simply a huge pavilion with a wooden floor, with clothes hanging from the walls. Not far inside there's an elevation, so the most of the pavilion is slightly raised, like a theatre stage. There are also two female traders, of Kyrgyz origin. They're kind of tense. I ask if I can get up on the "stage" so that I can examine the goods. The answer is: "No. We've decided to not let any of the customers up". I'm kind of confused because a friend of mine (a girl now?) sits at the table on the stage, sorting through clothes. I ask for a size 4 t-shirt, and, apparently, there's the only one left, an unevenly checkered red and black t-shirt I don't even like. I'm surprised this huge thing doesn't have any more, but still go with it.
We're out of the anvil-car, it departs. We're basically stuck in this city and it's getting dark. Me and two friends of mine (both male now) walk the streets. I ask one of them about how long until the camp work is over and we can go home, he doesn't reply anything coherent. I think to myself: it's October now and we all enlisted last autumn, so we should be free anytime now. I even consider taking a train home, but then realize I don't have enough money, nor do I want to lose the license I would otherwise get. Now my friend thinks about somewhere we can stay: it's either "3X" or "XXX", both of those places are apparently unofficial bordellos. I'm not really keen on the idea, but he says we can stay there overnight since there's not much choice. We enter a tenement, then my friends enter an apartment. I stand in the doorway: I see a lot of girls in bikinis in there, and I also hear the friend who suggested this place talking to the host of the place. The host seems displeased. I walk out in the street.
It's daylights now. I sit on some rock and check my smartphone. There's a youtube-like thumbnail of a video, 01:24 in duration, with a desert-like view on the preview icon. Below the thumbnail is a picture of rather obscene content. I look away from the screen and see that the street goes further into the horizon, becoming desert. There's a tractor in the desert. "Maybe I should see how dollars are made", I think to myself, but there's now some old lady I know sitting on a rock next to me. We speak about something, then she jokingly mentions "I don't have much time left anyway", to which I reply "do they murder young girls now?". I look on the screen, and it shows an array of numbers, from 32 to 36, apparently this "old lady" is 32 years old.
Next thing, I check the text messages. Other than the few I sent to my friends, telling I'll be outside, I have 3 new ones, received quite long ago. All three are from another former classmate of mine. First one is "Ask your grandma to give you a map of the Russian Federation". Second one is "It's my birthday, come over to the Tyumen region. (Next line is in English; my dream was in Russian, mind you) You will see the Sadden region ^^". Third one is "Why do you ignore me? Are you satisifed with the food from your fridge? (also in English)".

And then I woke up.