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1. Me and mom are in the ‘kitchen’, Jazzy is acting weird and we start to laugh, until mom realizes that she’s choking on her collar! Oh no! She rushes down to try and help her as I watch. I don’t remember her wearing a collar, and it seems to be taking too long to fix it. Then even as she fixes it, Jazzy still seems to be choking – was her air cut off for too long?!

2. There was some activity going on in a room, and a blind guy at a small, round, wooden table had asked ‘Did anybody hear that?’. Later, I find scraps of white paper on the floor behind the table, and think that they had been on it and been blown off by the fan and made noise.

I show him, but he says that wasn’t it, it had been more like a ‘thump’ and as he says it, he drops his fist down on the table, producing the sound.

Jump.

I’m talking to my sister at the same table. It seems that she is an outcast from the family; she and mom don’t get along anymore. We talk about that for a while. There was a bit more too it but I don’t remember.

3. I also remember something about a guy and reading some writing.

This one could be a piece of the previous dream (Stucco-walled bedroom) and it’s a bit jumbled. I’ll put it in the order that I’m guessing it happened.

I’m lying in this big bed talking quietly to mom while three men sleep off to my right, including my dad – here’s nearest to me. To my right is wall where a soft light is emanating from somewhere, possibly a lamp.

The men are part of some special program (felt something like they were being trained to be soldiers and some genetic engineering was involved).

I think it’s kind of weird that I’m sleeping with three guys, but dismiss it because of the situation.

Jump.

I’m standing somewhere off to the left and a little boy no taller than my knees asks me to play with him. People are sleeping so I think of saying no, but surprisingly even to myself I say yes (I felt like we were doing Hide & Seek and saw a mental map of how far we could go in the house). But I tell him we have to be quiet and not go too far.

He says we’re going to be play Cops & Robbers, and as he designates me the Robber he calls me ‘lady’ or something similar.

I go find a place to hide. As I’m going down some stairs, I suddenly get an idea. It’s so dark here, he won’t be able to see me. I stop in the stairwell flatten myself up against the wall. As the boy comes running down, I leap forward and grab him around the waist. “Got you!!”

It’s now my turn to ‘seek’. I wait a few seconds before going after him, trying to remember if there was some rule about waiting before going to find them.

I look around and in places before I get to a bathroom. I hear a shower running to the left and realize someone’s in here. I’m quiet as I make my way to another room up ahead. I think that the person showering must be in a room on the other side of the wall.

I look around the room for a second before my eye is caught on a dark grey curtain way up on the wall to the left on a shelf. ‘Could he be…?’ The room is kind of narrow and pretty tall but I somehow get right up the where I need to be.

I grab the curtain and yank it, and there the boy is, crouched down onto the shelf. He looks even smaller, tucked in on himself. “I knew you were up there!” I exclaim incredulously. I grab him down.

I’m looking around my new room. It’s kind of weird. The walls are made of stucco. There a big frosted window behind the bed, though you can see this big post around it on the other side that has graffiti written on it.

I’m reading writing on the walls and am enjoying what it says (can’t remember what it said now though), but am wondering what’s going to happen when room to write more on it runs out? Do I have to erase it?

I realize that there’s no door on this room, I can see out where some people are walking around, including my old school friend Ella’s mom, Lauren.

She comes in and talks to me, asking me something to do with my room, and I start to mention that I want a door put in, but I get interrupted. This happens once more and then she just leaves. I think to myself, surely she would have heard me and asked me to elaborate once she realized I was trying to say something?

Mom’s in the room asking me if I like it, and she has material for the windows. I say that I do, but I need a door. I’m grateful for the window stuff, but I can’t sleep until I have a door. There’s a scene where as she was coming in, she stopped and read a bit of the graffiti on the post, shaking her head at what it said.

She gives in, and I remember her doing some extreme thing to yank a door right into the room via a chain or something. In response to my look she says that it’s convenient to do it like that.

Non-lucid
1PM-3PM nap
I'm in a bed, in a room that's similar to mine, but outside my room is a mall. The ceiling outside my room is made of glass, letting in light. I can see pretty high up outside.
As I'm sitting very cozily in my bed, I see a blonde girl at the ceiling. I sit up, worried about her. She jumps from floor to floor, coming down to the ground level where my room is. She grabs the low glass walls at each floor perfectly with each jump. "Don't do that!" I yell. "You'll hurt yourself!"
She notices me before landing on the ground and walking into my room with a big smile. "Are you alright?" I ask. She nods. I breathe a sigh of relief. A girl who looks exactly like the first one comes in after her. "We're magicians," they say, together. "We can alter the gravity! It helps with our acrobatics."
"But you didn't then!"
"We've practiced doing that run a bunch."
The one who was jumping said, "So I knew exactly what to do."
"I don't believe that you can alter gravity." I say.
They grin mischievously, and snap their fingers in unison. The gravity in my room lessens. Everything begins to float, including me and the twins! They easily "swim" around, while I grab the blankets from my bed. "B-But I'm naked!" I say, floating higher and higher. They don't seem to care. They start pushing and pulling me around gently, helping me get to wherever I want to go. I begin enjoying myself.
Then, I wake up.

I had started out at my younger brothers school, not sure if I had drove there or just started the dream there. I think i had seen this place before though. I was in the cafeteria, and there was a long line of options to pick from. the room already had people sitting down and no one was in the line. The room looked like a lot of other high schools, varying colors of white and tan floor tiles that were waxed over. boring wall paint of the same colors. I was looking for my brother here and I found him shortly after waiting. we both got pizza in the lunch line and it took forever so they gave us a free sandwich. next thing i knew, my brother was driving my truck and i was in the back seat having a completely different sandwich. i got mad for some reason and threw it but decided i should probably clean it up. all of a sudden i was driving a GMC acadia, except this ine had a turbo charger and i would zoom by traffic. i almost hit a car at a red light but i pulled to the side and was safe. then everything turned black, but i was still driving. i tried turning on the headlights but they didnt help much. and once again a was in a completely new place with no transition. i was in a dark vault but decided to imagine a window and it worked, though i was not lucid. i tried opening the door with the puzzle on it but could not, i lock picked it instead and it opened up into a house. i think we were kept hostage there at first, but soon after my friends were there and everything seemed to be ok. there was one thing, apparently my friend also, who had the body of a man but the head of a pig. very strange and how did that not make me question my reality? i dont know.

this one i kept a bit short due to time constraints, maybe ill edit it later to add detail. got two midterms and after that st. Pats week will kick off!

A WBTB with a DILD.

I went to bed fairly early (between 10 and 10:30). I slept until 5:00. I remembered that I had wanted to do a WBTB. I wondered if I had waited too long and had gotten too much sleep. But I decided to try anyway. I thought about doing a WILD, but I really felt that if I got to sleep I would have a DILD. And since getting back to sleep was the big issue, I felt trying to fall asleep naturally would be faster than trying to WILD.

Dream:

I was at what was supposed to be Disneyland with my mom, sister and Becky. We rode this indoor roller coaster that had these really big hills. I remember it felt so good going down the hills. Then I remember Becky needed to leave. So we all left "Disneyland". As soon as we walked out the gates we could see that it had snowed. The surrounding hills were covered in a light layer of snow. The area looked a lot more like Sedona than Anaheim--but I didn't catch that.

I pulled out my camera and started taking pictures of the beautiful snow. At one point I tripped and landed on the sidewalk on my stomach and started sliding. I didn't care. With my camera still out I took pictures from the ground as I slid across the icy walk.

We finally got to a house that we had rented for out trip. The sun had set and it was getting dark. I took a picture of my mom and sister as they walked up the steps to the house. I wondered if the lighting was too low. I wondered if the picture was going to be blurry. I switched my camera to playback mode to check the pictures. The first one to show up was one of my mom and sister standing in the sunlight. That meant that none of the pictures I had taken that evening of the snow had taken at all. I had a second of disappointment before the thought occurred to me that I might be dreaming. Often when I think that I automatically start floating. This time I felt extremely heavy. Still, I felt that there was a good chance I was dreaming. I was NOT going to take a chance and ignore my most common dream sign.

I was carrying a very heavy purse. I felt that if I set it down I might be light enough to float. But I noticed that there were lots of people surrounding me. Even though I was now about 95% sure I was dreaming I couldn't feel right about just setting my purse down and leaving it. So I tossed it up on the balcony above me. I then grabbed the post and pulled myself up. I knew that I was able to get up to the balcony easier than I would have if it was real life. So now I was quite sure I was dreaming. I looked over at the snow covered hills. Even though it was pretty dark, the glow of the snow lit up the hills. I wanted to fly over to them.

I looked off the edge of the balcony. The hill sloped steeply down. I still hadn't flown in this dream. I wasn't sure why I was still feeling so heavy. But I figured I would give it a try anyway. If worse came to worse and I wasn't able to fly, I figured I would gently fall to the hillside below. So I ran to the edge of the balcony and jumped off. As I jumped up I was able to catch the wind and felt myself being carried upward. That was a huge relief to go up instead of down.

I started flying to the hills and finally started thinking about what I wanted to do in this LD. The Mirror! I wanted to do the Mirror Portal Task of the Month. Oh. That meant I really needed to go back to the house and find a mirror.

So I turned around and started flying back. I flew frustratingly slow. But finally got back to the balcony and walked in the door to the second floor. Inside, I found myself in a large room. On the far wall I saw an orange and white couch that had a very large mirror leaning up against it. The mirror was on its side, covering a good part of the couch. It was about 3.5 feet high and about 6 feet long the way it sat. I knew that I wasn't going to be able to run or walk in the mirror. But I wasn't planning on doing it that way this time. I had had too many failures with running at mirrors. This time I had planned to gently push my way through.

I sat down next to the mirror.

I started with my finger. I pressed the first finger of my right hand into the glass. At first all I felt was resistance. But then I could feel it give way and start to push through. This was going to take way too long. So I just decided to push my face through. That way I would be able to get a good look at what was on the other side before my body came all the way through. So I put my forehead up to the glass. It was cool to the touch. I pushed and felt it give way--like a layer of ice melts as you press something hot against it. Slowly I felt my face come out the other side. I looked around anxiously. It was a bit dark. But then things started to focus. I could see something orange....and white. Oh....no....

I had just come out on the other side of the mirror and now had my face up against the couch on the other side.

Before I could do anything else. I heard a loud door open and close, which startled me. I pulled my head out of the mirror (it left a nice, neat oval hole). A guy, maybe Jeff, had come though and asked if we had seen a drunk guy that had been wandering the area, that he might have come in the house. I said no. But before I could try the mirror again, I fully woke up.

I was having a dream of annoying things. I was trying to assemble a power wheels toy, but pieces seemed to be missing. I tried reading the instruction manual, but it was just information on the ratio of the size of a bolt should be to the nut around it.

Lots of other annoying things were happening. We kept getting sales calls.

My dad came home and he was really mad that I hadn't finished building it for the kids down the street.

My late grandparents came and knocked on the door. For some reason my grandfather's head was really tall (about 2 or 3 feet.) His face was on the bottom. I at first was very annoyed because this was just the next in the long line of annoying things to happen to me. I then became lucid, realizing that they were dead IRL, and my grandfather's head was absolutely absurd. However, the dream ended.

I had a false awakening in my house and started getting ready to go to college. A song was playing and at first I couldn't figure out what it was, but it sounded familiar.

After about five minutes (I was eating breakfast) I realized it was a Daft Punk song. Then I remembered the actual name of the song, 'Face to Face'. There were no lyrics, just the instrumental portion. I lost the dream a moment after I remembered the song.



...

I had a dream about Dawn. His hair and outfit was like Edward Elric and it was at the scene from the anime where he gets trapped in gluttony's stomach. He started running around and freaking out.

Some weird kind of dream glitch happened. I saw more Fullmetal alchemist characters. I remember seeing king Bradley and Envy.

[Dream Logic] Dawn wanted to cut his hair, because he thought that he could disguise himself as Soul Evans from Soul Eater. He thought that if he could pass as a character from another anime, they might let him out of here. But he couldn't find anything to cut his hair with. [/Dream Logic]

...

I was on my college campus. All of the buildings were really spaced apart though. My parents were there. I was trying to lose them because I didn't want them to be following me around on my campus and embarrassing me.

I told them to wait where they were and I had to go the bathroom. I ran into a building. There was this really weird store that sold knives and guns. I wondered why that was allowed on a college campus.

The lady in there wanted to sell me this weird disc-shaped rock with seven small colored gems embedded in it. She had a whole bunch of them, but she had just finished making this one. She told me about how she would sell it to me for half price just as soon as she fired it in the oven. This was supposed to make the stone expand so that the gems would stay in it.

I told her I wanted to buy it. She then asked me to pose for a picture with it because I was her millionth customer. This big jewel-smith guy came out of the back to be in the picture too.

Interpretations: I can't say much about these. I've been dreaming about my late grandparents a lot in recent weeks.

I'll start out with the Lucid Dream even though it happened between several non-lucid fragments.

March 11, 2015
Lucid Dream 527: The Factory of Time
Series: Land of Dreams, Episode 17
DILD
Technique: ADA



The first parts of the dream that I remember, I am in a classroom. I'm sitting in a desk at the back of class and our teacher was former US President, William Taft. It seemed to be a high school setting and I was up to my former ways. Trolling the teacher, giving them hell, then pissing them off worse by acing the tests. Taft was handing out test results as me and a couple people around me launched paper airplanes when he wasn't looking. The idea was to throw them in directions that he could see, but try not to hit him. The closer you get to the teacher without hitting them, the more points you get. If you hit him, you go back to zero. If he doesn't even see the airplane, you get nothing. Yes, we actually used to play this game back in high school. Our teacher ended up getting permission from the principal to film us during class because she couldn't ever catch anyone, lol. Anyway, Taft kept spinning around and screaming at me, in particular. He knew I was ring leading, but couldn't catch anyone. When he got to me, he threw my perfect score test on my desk in disgust.

The next part of the dream I remember, Taft was giving a lecture and I kept shooting coins across the room when he wasn't looking at me. He would get mad and yell at me, but I was denying everything in a, purposely sarcastic, bad-acting, innocent denial type of tone. "What...me? I would never do such a thing. To think you are giving your time to teach us lowly students about the world, and someone has the nerve to interrupt your brilliance. Youth these day, I tell ya what." The class was laughing and there wasn't much he could do without proof. Finally, he had enough and grabbed a desk and threw it up against the wall. After some laughter and snarky comments from me, he ended up grabbing another desk and threw it with an overhead-like basketball pass. I informed Taft that he seemed to be getting more and more mad, judging by his style of desk toss. Going from a chest pass to an overhead pass. He didn't like that, so he launched a desk at me. This is where I became lucid, but it wasn't a sudden realization. it was more like a, I felt like I knew it was a dream the whole time, but just now made it known to myself, if that makes sense .

I stood up, puffed out my chest and let the desk slam against me. The desk shattered and all the pieces bounced backwards and fell to the floor in front of me in a physics defying manner. I laughed and told Taft said, "You can't mess with an anti-desk vest!" I then pulled off my over-shirt and I was wearing what looked like a bulletproof vest. He then picked up another desk and launched it one-handed like a full court heave. Basketball references for the spirit of March Madness . This one was coming at me like a missile. I matrix dodged the desk and it nailed a female student standing behind me. Knocking her out completely. I started laughing and mentioned that his career was over and he was likely headed to jail now. He completely blew a gasket and took off running at me. I had enough of the nonsense, so I just turned and took flight toward the upper corner of the room. However, Taft managed to grab my leg and pull me down. I simply kicked off of him with my other leg, broke free and took flight. heading for the upper corner of the room, I simply lowered my head and exploded through the roof/wall and exited the building.

At this point, I'm flying above a town. Several other students in the class had also flew out of the hole I created and joined me. One was Nemo from the anime, "Little Nemo." He was the young adult version of himself complete with pajamas and holding a pillow. He told me to follow him. I figured might as well see where he wanted to take me, so I followed him for a bit. I heard students screaming behind me, so I looked back and the killer from "Too Many Cooks," was chasing/flying after me while slicing through the flying students. I knew it was Taft and he had shown his true form. I had already had enough of the Taft saga, so I simply sped up to jet speed, told Nemo he was way too slow, and soared off into the distance.

Now, I'm at blazing speed, flying through a forest area. The foliage/trees/etc aren't very thick, so the flying was easy. A few times I flew at a little too vertical of an angle and felt myself losing steam, I just went into a nose dive and then flattened out at a lower altitude to get my speed back. After flying for a while, I suddenly found myself inside a huge factory.

There is a lot of automated machinery and workers walking around wearing yellow hardhats. We are in one huge room. Nemo is with me again and tells me we are in the factory that sits at the very edge of existence. I look around taking everything in. The dream is really clear and vivid at this point. I see that the back of the room never ends. It just goes on as far as the eye can see. However, I can make out an "invisible wall" that is located a few feet away toward the endless part of the room. Basically, it look like a really thin veil of clear liquid. I could see it slightly distort whenever some machinery made a loud bang in the room. I was debating whether to go through the veil or not as it had a very ominous aura about it. Suddenly, I heard a song start up, "Takes a lot to make a stew-ew when it comes to me and you..." I turned around and that damn, Taft/Too Many Cooks Killer, was running at me again. I said, "fuck it," he won't follow me through the veil, so I took off running and entered it.

I went through it very easily. I didn't even feel the veil on my skin, but there was a flash of light and I was now in the exact same factory room. The veil still in front of me. However, the room was slightly different from before. The machinery looked more primitive and the workers had 70's hair cuts and clothing on. Nemo popped into my vision as he had came through the veil too. I said, "Goddammit, is Taft going to follow us here too?" Nemo told me that Taft couldn't get through the veil because he didn't have any kindred spirits that used to work in this factory during this time period. Before I could ask him what year it was, "1971" popped up in the dream like a subtitle. A random jogger popped into vision behind me, jogged by me, waived casually while listening to headphones, then entered the veil again. Moments later, the same jogger, now about 20 pounds lighter, did the exact same thing. He must have known I was wondering what was going on, so he jogged in place beside me for a moment and yell-talked over his earphones saying, "WHEN YOU JOG THROUGH IT, ITS LIKE RUNNING FOR A YEAR STRAIGHT." He then jogged through it again and disappeared. I decided to just go through and see what year I ended up in next time. It was 1950. Everything looked even more primitive and there were loads more workers. I decided to see how far I could go back in time, so I went through the veil two or three more times and got to 1905 before the veil disappeared and I couldn't go back in time any further. I figured that I could have, but I didn't have anymore kindred spirits to connect to that used to work there. I was just about to exit the factory and explore 1905 in other parts of the dream, when I woke up.

So, this was, by far, the best dream I have had in a year or more. In terms of vividness, recall, stability, etc. I was planning to do the "Task of the Month," raising zombies from the dead and starting a zombie apocalypse, but I did forget all about it during the dream . Other than that, I'm very happy with it.

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What will I do? These are the dreams that fit into no particular category. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!


March 11, 2015
Dream Fragment

I am experiencing the dream through the viewpoint of a high school girl. I am living with my grandpa because my parents are separated. One is in jail and the other has shunned me for catching me with another girl.

I arrive at school for my first day. About half of the dream is in japanese with subtitles and the other half is in english. I can't remember much except making friends with another girl with a troubled past. She is in love with me, but my lover from my previous town shows up. The last part of the dream I remember is stalking about the situation with my grandpa.


March 11, 2015
Dream Fragment

I am with my buddy Christoff and Rack. One of them got their hands on a new video game prototype. It is a 4-player battle arena game. Like Smash Bros, but in 3-D stages like Power Stone (dreamcast). There are a ton of characters and they all have really strange names. However, every character is a parody/spoof of a celebrity, famous person/character, etc. One of the characters was a spoof of Big Bird from Sesame Street, but it was an anime version. It attacked with letter blocks, spelling attacks, school buses, etc. However, he was drawn in an anime art style, shouted out the names of his attacks, and told background stories during the fight. I played with a character that parodied Tom Cruise. During his introduction before the fight, he was spoofing the "acting crazy on the Oprah show" moment. Also, one of his attacks was based on the movie Cocktail. I can't remember much else of the dream except Big Bird turning green at one point and Leonard Nimoy (RiP) also being one of the characters.

First dream

I was in school, watching academy on the occasion of something that I can't recall. I went through the corridor, and entered a classroom. It was english lesson. The teacher, a high, bald man in glasses was wearing grey suit. When the lesson ended he asked me Have you drank denaturant? I said No... not yet. The lesson ended, I saw my friend on the corridor, and asked when she has a bus back home. I offered to take her by car if she'll be late for the bus, but she said that it's unlikely. Suddenly my older sister appeared, and we drove to home.

Second dream - fragment

I was at the doctors room. I was sitting on a bench, wearing only underwear. My clothes were laying nearby. The doctor was sitting on a chair. Blonde, old female wearing labcoat. She told me to cut my nails, as its needed for a health examination. Suddenly a nurse appeared in the room, and told the doctor that I don't need any health examinations. I took my clothes, and went away.

Third dream - fragment

I was in home. I was using my laptop to model something, and make a map for Half-Life.

2015-03-11

01:00 bedtime: again super late

06:00 (a bit earlier)

+ touring a 23-hour gas station, in cafeteria line for food, go back for pot stickers

I'm with a friend (who wants to/will start work here) at a big, 23-hour gas station. 23 hours because they close for one hour a day for maintenance. I'm explaining that there are three shifts of work here, and that that's good because it lets them put the employees where the demand is highest. Pass a tall counter (circular?) of cash registers, we get into a food cafeteria line. Friend in front of me is pulling along my tray, I see that I've passed a container of pot stickers, so I go back and scoop a bunch out on to my plate, they're covered with a fine green herb like dried dill.

+ swim competition huge pool (lower level of park?), holding on net & false starts, backstroke, flip turns, running up and down steps, (get poop on hands?), lap counting is wrong, I'm doing well in race

In a large pool (the lower level of the park? Wide open area) at the beginning of a swimming race. The swimmers hold on to a net with one hand and stretch out as far as they can into the pool waiting for the starting signal. There are several false starts with swimmers jumping the gun, but not me, I'm waiting for the proper signal. Some official says not to stretch the net so far. Race begins and I'm doing backstroke, I started well, I'm ahead of everyone, but I see they're doing front freestyle so I switch to freestyle. I'm approaching the wall at the far end and other swimmers are bunching up there in my way, I'm preparing to do an awesome flip turn.

I'm running up and down stairs outside, but I'm "still swimming" (?), counting laps, someone points out or I think that I'm counting improperly, I somehow get a small piece of poop on my hands?

+ travelling, missing ladder, rain/storm, meet ~Dreamer~ + her friend in town to lead to house, do "joke" RCs (indicates dream! dangit!), sivason's at house, house crowded with groups, weather change, woman complains that a bee got into her stuff

I'm traveling somewhere, I think my vehicle's gas gauge is a bit low bit I should still make it, I'm in some indoor large utility cabinet and I need to get to the higher level to exit and continue my journey, but how will I get to the higher level? I'm looking for a ladder that must be there but I don't see it. I'm concerned about traveling because the weather is really dark, rainy, and stormy.

I'm going to the big giant meeting house, and I'm meeting ~Dreamer~ there! I go to town first because I know she doesn't know the way so I'll have to lead her. I go up to a couple I know to be Dreamer and her male friend, I know it's them because they're asking directions to the house (and they look/sound Austrailian?). I smile as I approach them and put my hands out in front of me "to do a RC" (my hands are slightly deformed but I ignore it!) to introduce myself as a lucid dreaming friend. I also do a nose pinch (and I can breathe!) but I keep re-pinching my nose and readjusting my hand because since I can breathe I must have done it improperly and not closed it completely. I continue to be able to breath but I finally explain "Oh, that's so unreliable anyway." I shake hands with her male friend and see either his or my hand: the hand is a large deformed gnarled lumpy thing with small stumpy fingers jutting out. I ignore this too.

I'm leading them to my house, Dreamer is blonde and in a red top, I'm happy we've met, I think she's pretty

I tell them "sivason's already at the house," I think about him: I think he's a thin man with a grizzled/unshaved look with white hair.

We arrive at the house and I want to get Dreamer and friend put in their rooms right away because there are so many people here. Many different groups are seated/milling around inside. I hope there are still rooms available. One woman in a long line of people is complaining that someone went through her stuff, she says "I think it was a bee!" I see a cabinet with her things pulled out from the wall.

+ team laser tag at park, Christmas day, my wife&kids stay with me, I need to go to hardware store to get table, just need circular saws, awesome unfolding dining table

I'm at the middle level of the park, night-time, hiding in a concrete pipe tunnel piece (from the top level), I see a group from the other team walking out in the open, I fire at them with my laser waving it back and forth across them. My son S2 and his girlfriend are there. I need to go get a table from the hardware store, it's Christmas day, I'm there with my wife and sons. I will get tools (cylindrical saws that rotate on their axis and have a full-circle cutting surface) to make just what I want. Some people are unfolding an awesome expandable rectangular dining table that just keeps getting bigger and bigger with every unfold movement, they say "you need a table like this."

WBTB, later:

07:30-08:00 BTS

11:30

+ at restaurant with friends we left w/out paying, my coat is still there, how to get it?

There was some commotion or delay or we were unhappy with the meal so we just left. Later I realized we'd left without paying. I left my coat there, will I be able to go back for it?

+(f) something about groups of kids

Yesterday:

1. A horror story type dream with a group of people. Some of them have to be sacrificed. When ‘I’ realize that one of them is going to be next, I say ‘I’m sorry’ to her. She bleeds down her body and the blood goes to someone else. There was a skeleton? And a man in poor condition ends up being healed. Then he goes in a room with someone?

2. Something about a group of people, one of them named Caerwyn

DST and waking up an hour early messed me up.

Today:

Anime-style dream with anthropomorphism. The style was kind of moe.

Two girls are on an ‘island’, but it’s like a desert area. They’re talking about how people throw the wrong kind of chocolate out for the girl on the right because they don’t realize she can only eat the softer kind that has ‘LOVE’ written on the colorful little wrappings.

A third girl lands/appears and walks close enough to hear them. She hears mention of the word ‘penguin’ and thinks they’re talking about her. She seems like a tsundere type in the way she acts. She angrily dives into the conversation asking why they’re talking about her, until she realizes (is told?) that the girl on the right is a penguin too.

Inspirations: Been reading a webtoon about anthropomorphic animals. It doesn’t have any penguins in it though!

For some "meat" see my previous DJ entry, these will be very brief, sorry.

2/25/15 Thinking about someone, who just passed away, while I fall asleep and I have a related dream and realize that what is happening is impossible and become lucid (inconsistent with waking life). I have a sexual dream that as it progresses becomes weird and I use dream control to reverse the trend. #286

After Wife leaves I have an exhilarating dream in which I should have become lucid earlier involving sex with the girlfriend of someone I care about (this is the one I told you about ~10 days ago FM if you are reading this). After an near-epic non lucid sex dream I am putting on my shirt in the dream and suddenly see a huge sky full of an usually large number of stars and realize that I dreaming. I play with the stars and they start sweeping past me before becoming fixed again. Eventually hang out in the void reflecting on the crazy sex dream before. #287

2/28 dream girl initiated. This time two black ladies. #288

3/7 had been getting too lazy with day work. continue reverse eye blink and mixing up SSILD with visualizing at WBTB. An asian guy becomes an asian woman when I go to catch up to him (or I tap on the wrong shoulder) and I instantly realize I am dreaming. Sexual interaction with her. #289

3/8 Three different dream girl initiated DILDs. Basically my interaction with them is recognized as dream like and helps me to realize that I am dreaming. Sexual interactions. #290-292

3/10 Only trying to sleep tonight but stayed up longer than planned recording my dreams during an awakening, so not a true WBTB but this probably helped. Enjoying the visuals from an airplane flight I hear a song mentioning "stockyard cowboy" in the lyrics and then see a cowboy riding a bucking bronco in an impossible place down below and tell myself "this has to be a dream!" I float up from the airplane confirming and float down to the ground losing visuals for a while before recovering and running into a co-worker. #293

After having to kill an animal and making sure to make it as painless as possible - essentially reaching into its mind and turning it off - I've wound up in an argument, arguing against the raising and slaughtering of pigs for meat. (Dream me and waking me have very different opinions on this.) I find it incomprehensible, especially contrasted to the concept of pets - including pigs kept as pets. I talk about the distribution of souls, how bizarre it seems that this one will be raised to be pampered and the next one raised to be meat, with no obvious difference between them except how they're treated.

I'm speaking with a woman from some religious order, talking about an orphan boy; with me is a man I'm close with who runs a clinic, which is where I met the boy. I've asked her to guide the kid to some local official or guard or something along those lines, to get him placed in a (word that means both orphanage and workhouse - I'm thinking of it as a place where he'll be cared for, the best place for him). She's telling me she can hardly be expected to keep an eye on some street kid who wants to run, especially when there's so many orphaned refugee kids coming into the city - many of whom would jump on this chance that he's trying to get away from. If he wants to disappear among them, he will. Even if she and the official keep him in line until he gets to the orphanage/workhouse, he doesn't want to be there; he'll just run off and disappear again. The observer side of me thinks she's right, I can't force the kid to stick around someplace he doesn't want to be just because I think I know what's best for him, this is pointless; but the character side of me is thinking, so much for the supposed compassion and charity of her order.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm watching a man sleep and trying to work out a way around a problem, thinking of ballads like Thomas the Rhymer and Tam Lin, thinking of warnings about people who stumble into something they shouldn't and wind up obsessed. I'm trying to avoid that in this case. This is a man who's abandoned some responsibility - nothing to do with me, this was before I met him, but I need him to take that responsibility up again. I'm trying to think up a dream I can give him to push him in that direction, but I'm concerned that if I interfere too directly, I'll just end up leading him further away from the path I want him to take.

Backlog: 5 March

Average wakefulness, I do my best to fall asleep. I get some very strong and bright visuals with a fast transition into the same room. It gives the inital impression of seeing through closed eyes. I examine my hands for a while, then get up and go to the other room. The dream ends.

I wake up, then have a couple more wildlets I can't recall.

A more coherent scene, now it looks like the dream leaves me somewhere outside on an unknown road. I pass by a small gingko tree and end up in a forest area where I address the dream and express my happiness about being here.

My mental clarity improves and I recall the task I wanted to do today - walk in a house and describe what's happening. There is a lonely tall house in the midst of all the trees and I head in its direction. It has no windows just a single old door that I try to open but cannot figure the direction. It's supposed to be pushed but there is resistance, so I decide to pull instead. It doesn't work because it is stuck. I think about our recent conversation with bemistaken how she would phase through the door, but I don't want a drastic scene change at the moment. I hold tightly the door and pull it. It looks like a door, but at the same time now also looks and peels like a large piece of wallpaper.

And surprise, surprise it reveals just another door. Ah, the typical dream bug! I briefly wonder about the feedback loop causing this and try again. I peel another door to reveal yet another door behind it. Oh, come on! I am not thinking so much about this. Got to concentrate on expecting what is behind the door, yes, it is opening to show the inside of the house. I punch a hole in the now somewhat solid door and pull/peel it to finally reveal the entrace. Yay! No more doors! I get inside. To my disappointment, it's an unpleasant looking place. A completely empty place with creepy stairs going down to the basement and up to the next floor. I start going up the stairs when the scenario worsens and see a kid rush towards the only small window in the place. It appears to be running away from something and I don't want to find out what that is. I decide this is enough for basic and head towards the window. I soon wake up.

I deild (3 more scene changes), having some fun after running out of tasks to do.

My sculpture professor wanted to teach us how to play music. Supposedly this had something to do with making us better sculptors because you had diversity in what kind of art you worked on.

He had this assistant man with short hair and a black jacket, and he led us to this building on campus. When we went inside, I couldn't help but think that I was in my old high school.

When we got in we saw there were a whole bunch of telephones. Apparentley this was how we were going to make music, with the various tones of 'beeps' that play when you press the different buttons on the phone.

It then became some kind of video game tournament. This had to do with sculpture too, but also rhythm. Supposedly if you could find the right rhythm and flow of the game, you could beat anybody. And he wanted to prove his point by saying that he would take anyone on in any video game and beat them.

Some girl (it was Manei, and I would have recognized that had I not been nonlucid) volunteered to play him. He then asked the class what game they should play. I put my hand up and told him to play Chrome Hounds.

Manei was in a panic because she didn't know how to play. I asked her if she would give me her seat, and I would play the professor for him. I thought since I was really good, I might have a chance at beating him.

The match loaded in. (Somehow or other we skipped the phase where you assemble your Mech) My mech was this large light gray tank vehicle with rocket pods on the sides. The map we were on was small. I only had one base in the far bottom left corner of the map. There was a river that ran past my base, cutting the map in half northeast to southwest. The rest of the map was snowy tundra with some small mountains scattered about in no particular pattern.

I started moving, slowly, when I realized that whoever had build my mech had forgotten to set the weapon systems. Even though I had a large number of rocket pods, I could only fire four of them.

I started advancing, and got a little more than halfway across the map when I heard the 'base capture warning' (Two inaccuracies to the game here. One, there was no base capture warning, and Two, You didn't capture the base in this game, you destroyed it.)

I turned around and headed back, when I realized that I had a clear shot from where I was. I shot, and my rocket pods bombarded the area around my base. I saw his mech. it looked like a covered army truck, and was green and brown. When he started taking hits from me he panicked and drove toward me. This only made it easier for me to score a few more direct hits on him.

He didn't seem to have any weapons either. He might have had some small machine guns or something, but he didn't seem to do any damage to me. He tried to flee back to his base, but found himself getting killed before he could do so.

The professor got very upset that his demonstration of how having a good musical rhythm could make you better at anything, even games you had never played before. The dream scene changed to the lake behind my house. I became semi lucid.

What followed was probably the single most random thing I think my dream guide has ever done:

"You have proven that you are worthy. You may touch my bicep." (She flexes)



I... I got nothing... That is the most random thing that I think you could have done in the situation. (I mean granted, I don't believe in gender roles, and if a girl wants to show off her muscles, that's totally fine with me. It was more of the way that she said it, trying to sound sophisticated that made this so funny and random. I think she was really just being silly again.)

I wasn't fully lucid. I saw that my neighborhood was full of snow, but it was all melting. There seemed to be all of these unusual objects buried in the snow that were only revealing now.

"Is that a car? Did somebody seriously lose an entire car underneath the snow?" (Gesturing to a crushed white car half-buried in the snow.)

For some reason, I was talking with a very strong east Asian accent.

I then found these objects wrapped in brown paper. [False Memory] They were crystals that I was trying to recolor to be green so that they could aide in healing my heart chackra [/False Memory] I wondered if my coloring agent had worked. When I started to unwrap the crystals I saw the color peel off with the paper. It hadn't worked and my crystals were still white/clear like I had 'remembered' them.

For some reason, Manei had been replaced with this girl with dirty blonde hair and freckles. She asked me somethings bout the crystals.

...

I was still in the same general location. I was looking in a puddle of melted water and saw that there were small mushrooms in it that turned into glowing purple jellyfish here. They swam around in the puddle and eventually started swimming around in the air around me.

I remember thinking that this was really weird and cool, and that I would like to see if I could do something with it the next time I was dreaming, I might be able to experience something like this. The Jellyfish carried on for a minute.

I think Manei showed up again before the end of the dream.