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Recall: 2/10 upon waking, 5/10 after finding the thread. It was hard to remember anything at all when I first woke up, but I persisted until a few details came back, and that let me pin down a few detailed scenes at least. The overall plot remained vague. There were a lot of additional fragments from earlier sequences or prior dreams that I've left out.

I'm hanging out a woman who is at least a generation younger and we're getting dressed to go out. I have a vest in grey and black hues that swirl into one another in a cloud-like pattern, resembling the soft color variations of tie-dye, but subtle and not at all gaudy because of the dark colors. I'm wearing it over a thin long-sleeved, collarless knit shirt. I don't remember the color, maybe sort of mustard or yellow ochre. Then I try on a few pairs of pants to figure out which will match best. I decide on the dark grey corduroys but now I can't find them... where did I put them? I was just trying them on! I go through all the drawers of the dresser and they aren't here. Now I'm stuck wearing dark blue denim pants that don't match at all. I go into the next room and am relieved to find the cords on the bed... not sure how they got there since I didn't remember coming into this room, but I assume I was just spacing out and don't think to RC.

Some unclear sequences. The young woman and I go into town, and meet up with a third woman, who involves us in some kind of conspiracy. There is a fourth woman visiting town that she wants to engage in conversation under the pretext of just being friendly, but she has some more complex, sinister plan (that I don't remember in the slightest). We follow the visitor and after she ducks into a cafe, we follow suit. It has gotten cold and rainy out, so we pretend we've just stopped in for a hot drink. We hadn't intended to engage the visitor yet; the conspirator wants to do so but the young woman and I are afraid it will come across as too abrupt and awkward, so we are frantically trying to communicate across the table with our eyes and subtle shakes of the head that she should not go approach her. (The interior is small and no one else is here, so we can't speak aloud about our plans.)

The waitress comes over to see what we want to order. I see a drink named "Raksiteli" on the menu that I'm sure I remember having here before: I recall it is served hot in a tiny glass, tastes like honey mead but is strongly alcoholic. (I think the dream was merging "rkatsiteli," the name of a grape used for Eastern European amber wines, with "raki," a strong spirit that I did once try in a delicious honey-flavored version.) However, each glass was priced at $22, which seemed way too high! I remembered having four or five in a row last time... did I really pay that much? I thought maybe this time I should just get some coffee. I spent so long browsing the menu indecisively that I started to think I must be annoying everyone, so I told the waitress to get the orders of the other people at the table while I made up my mind.

Meanwhile, the cafe was filling up quickly with other people. The whole time I was inspecting the menu, I was also glancing up occasionally at the woman, the one we were targetting, sitting across the room at the bar. I thought it might help if I caught her eye a couple times, making it seem accidental, so that it wouldn't seem so random if we did decide to approach her. I was startled when she began walking over to us, but it turned out she was joining some people who had recently sat down at the table to our right. This worked out well, because overhearing their discussion (the tables were very close together) we made some comments and soon joined their conversation.

They were talking about apples for some reason—probably also deciding what to order—and I commented that I really don't like apples, especially cold from the refrigerator. "You should warm them up, then," said the woman sitting on the bench just to my right. I admitted sheepishly that the one way I do like apples was to hollow out the cores and fill them with butter and brown sugar, then bake them in the oven until wrinkled and brown on top. After I confessed my sweet tooth, the visiting woman, our target, now sitting across from me but at the next table, took a plate of whipped cream from their table and offered it to me. I couldn't tell if she was just being kind or if she suspected our plot and was getting ahead of it... might the cream be drugged? Was it intended to knock me out? But I thought it would look suspicious if I didn't accept some. I exchanged some silent glances with the people at my own table while we tried to assess her motives and decide what I should do. Without saying a word, we decided that I would try some of the cream, but that my companions would not, just in case the friendly gesture was something other than it seemed.

I used an online program to try to create the floorplan of the cafe. I didn't get the proportions quite right, so there should be four seats at the bar in the upper left corner, and two seats across from the wall benches at each of the small tables (allowing them to seat four people each), but this gives a general sense of the layout. I was sitting with the two other woman at the table on the bottom left side of the room, the younger woman to my left and the conspiratorial woman sitting in the chair across from us. The visiting woman was sitting at the bar at first, then moved to one of the chairs facing the table just to the right of ours, where two or three other people were initially sitting.

Went to bed at 23:10 for 30 min, then at 00:00. WBTB at 04:40 for 20 min. While lying down, rehearsed the Raduga separation technique and made my affirmations. Had mild anxiety and stayed awake for quite some time (over an hour). At some point, I realized that I was looking at a seaside scenery and the image was quite bright. I quickly imagined bringing my hands forward and moving in the scenery.The vividness of the scenery increased and I was there, walking in the seaside street. Yes! I was so happy! I remembered the jogging TotM and decided to keep on walking and observing the scenery. I was walking on a dirt road and on my left was a beautiful sandy beach.
A few bushes were on both sides and beyond the sea, I saw a strange silvering mountain with some kind of flag on top (if that was real, the flag would be huge) that changed shape as I was looking at it. I kept walking and the scenery didn't change a lot, apart from going uphill and downhill and passing by a few trees. Then I noticed that I was being followed by 2 old men. I felt uncomfortable, so I stopped and pushed them both down - knowing its a dream, so it's not bad to do so - and kept walking. I then reached the edge of a really high cliff.

I jumped and started falling really fast. I feared that I would loose visuals as I was floating very high off the ground, so I concentrated on the feel of the air on my hands - that strangely I could feel on my left hand only. Just before touch-down, I glided forward and flew straight upwards. I was over a seaside town and I was trying to maneuver my flight. Having some difficulty, I grabbed the (imaginary) parachute controls - that I had successfully used in another lucid - and started accurately directing my flight. While on air, I tested all movements and I saw that turning left-right and stopping worked immediately, but gaining height had some delay and didn't always work as expected. So, I continued to fly over the house-tops and through the seaside village, immensely enjoying my flight - even though the control was not perfect.

At some point, I felt that my parachute got stack -at an antenna? - so I just let it go, fell on the roof-top and jumped back up, imagining a new control and continuing my flight. At this point, I think that I lost some of the initial lucidity. Some kids are looking up and admiring my flight, so I land and say: come with me, I will show you how to do this. We walk and we come at the same dirt-road I was in the beginning and there were the 2 old men. This time I recognized them as my Father and my Father-in-law and I was very sorry for what I had done... I hugged them, asked them to forgive me and they said: it's ok, go show these kids how to fly! So we walk further trying to find the high cliff - but it's not there anymore. We reach a home and get inside, where in a large hall there are lots of kids asking me if I can fly and how to do it. I said: you first need to know that you are dreaming - and I demonstrate to them a positive finger-through-palm RC. One-by one they successfully try it (one also extended his fingers), so we conclude that we are all dreaming and I say: come with me to show you how to fly! But as we move outside, the dream fades and I am back in bed... I tried the Raduga separation technique but I was quite awake. Tried to go back to sleep so I could have another Lucid but I soon realized that it was late and I was well rested, so I got up and wrote this down, very happy for my Lucid!

This dream happened about 2 weeks ago. I was in a grassy field in New Zealand. The weather was around 55 degrees outside. The archangel Michael was there, at the time I didn't know he was Michael, he was unnamed. I saw some houses and planned on knocking on the door to see if I could sleep there. Then I said to Mike, I could sleep in this field. He said the weather was always chilly-warm and rainy.

Then we were at a college of science and I thought I was in the future going to school there. There were a bunch of people and I talked to the guy, and asked him if he knew of any martial arts schools in New Zealand. I was carrying a black belt that was in a bag. He said yes it's run by a guy named Mike (that's how I knew he was Michael). He was carrying a sword. I told him, I'm in the future, I'm not really a black belt, I'm a green belt. I believe that it really was my future.

Then I was outside and a guy came up to me to attack me, and I gave him my phone so he wouldn't attack me. Then some friends were near me and they ran after the guy to get my phone back. This represents the friendly people in New Zealand that will help me when I move there. Then Mike ran after the guy and stuck him to get my phone back, and I went up to the attacker and started to do a side kick, which woke me up.

This dream changed my life. It was a vision of the future. I plan on visiting New Zealand relatively soon with my boyfriend, and moving there in 5 years. God gave me this dream to show me where he wanted me to live, and to give me a great future. New Zealand is unique and it's where I'm destined to live. It was accurate to what the weather there really is, I found out, and I can't wait to be there. It wasn't a lucid dream, and it wasn't meant to be. If I knew it was a dream its power would have been stripped and it wouldn't have changed me as much as it did.

I bought a notebook yesterday and wrote my dreams on it after i woke up from them. Which is the reason why I remembered so much. The only problem was that the order of some parts I could not recall for the second dream.

Lies

I and a girl were learning dance moves in front of a school area in order to continue graduating. It was fun and we laughed when we completed it. There was also this obstacle where we would fall to our doom if we made a false move.We than entered the school and walked to a room together where a lady and others were seated at the front desk. They all looked like middle aged gang motorcyclist. The girl told them that we both completed the dance task but they had a very "I don't want to work here" look on their faces. The lady told the girl to show them her I.D. She showed it to her but she said it was outdated and she could not go on into the next room.

One of the men in the room than took out a picture and made a not funny joke about boobs. I forgot what he said though. The others started laughing than the setting began to change and a man who was supposedly waking nomad began to appear.(Of course this is because I was reading the shared dreaming debate thing)I became semi lucid at that point knowing it was a dream but feeling that the people around me were real. A narrator than began to speak saying that Sageous had called together a group meeting. This made me think of the shared dreaming debate thing but I also thought of it as a quest. An old lady than appeared and walked up to me. "Follow me" she said as she pulled me away from the rest.

I was now standing in front of a woman with a beak on her face. I did not find this comfortable at all. "I don't think I want to see someone with a beak on their face" I said. Than the old lady took a purple feather and dropped it near the lady with the beak on the face."See how the feather falls on its own". she said implying it was some mystical experience even though i felt otherwise. I quickly moved away from there. Others in the group were supposed to go now. As they were watching and about to go up, the people who i assumed to be Sageous and Sivason were talking about what was going on in an unimpressed manner but still curious. Suddenly a stage began to rise and there was a miniature horse ride on it.

A young boy i assumed to be my older brother went up onto the stage after the lady asked who would like to speak with the great waking nomad. My brother got on the ride than the curtains began to close. I thought about how dumb this was and what if it was a trick. My brother kept going in the same motion and for some reason i thought he was being raped by waking nomad. I shouted "It's a trick and hes raping my brother!Someone do something!" Characters than came off the stage and cornered me. I was starting to see a portal open. There was yellow sky and a little boy kept telling other kids to wait. But they kept hitting him with a white book or toy. When it stopped i saw a person who I assumed to be Sivason. He said something about how he still wanted to meet with waking nomad. I laughed than told him it was fine if that was what he wanted.

Many Dream Actions

I can't quite recall the order of some parts so I will just write what i remembered.

There was a judge in my house, along with a few other people talking about how the word DC on the bottle meant that a person had to get their liver replaced or donated.

I hit a lady who was with a old woman because of something offensive she did. Than ran away with my mom.

I was inside of a room, I thought to be a dorm room with a guy and two girls. I was suppose to do a a creation paper project with them but i already skipped more classes than i was suppose to so they left and i fell asleep for 2 hours. When i awoke my paper was still on the desk and moving. I felt like i still wished i could show people it.

Than I began thinking about Jessie from full house. Jessie and Rebecca appeared in the room. Jessie began teaching me how to fight people with a pole staff while Rebecca watched. When it was over i hugged Jessie than said good bye to both of them. The people who i thought of my room mates than came back and I told them that they missed out on a cool experience.They didn't seem really interested in what I had to say though. My younger brother than showed up but I forgot what happened after that.


Something else I recall is I was inside a big white room with a group of guys. We were waiting for our children to come into the room. As I was looking around i saw a boy who i thought was my kid and hugged him. But he was a lot taller than i thought he would be."Why am i the shortest person in this room?" I thought to myself. I was even more short than in waking life. After that I looked around for the father of my son. He waved to me and i was happy to see him. After that a video game system appeared and the scene changed.

It was floating right in front of me as I waited for my older brother to get it started. "Its a super Nintendo!" my brother kept saying repeatedly. I thought he was just trying to annoy me. The system than spoke like a female robot before the super Mario character could appear. After that I think that's the time when we ran onto a moving vehicle and were headed through a strange narrow hall that was decorated in things i can't recall. A guy behind me mentioned to be careful with the floating head and that's all i recall about that part.

I was inside a school with a group of teenage girls. I dissed them because of something mean they said and than they began chasing me.As i ran through a group of kids/tables and chairs I was also beating them up.I remember as i was fighting at the end a little girl asked me about Hatsune Mikune. I told her in japanese that Hatsune likes to sing than when i finished the girls off I left.

What else do i remember? I appeared at a plaza and it was sunset but it quickly changed to night."When is the bus going to get here?" I thought.I walked to a corner and heard a man ask about where two buses enter. Another man, dark skinned as well, wearing casual clothing, with a rusty voice said that there was a bus that entered the parkling lot area of the plaza.It was empty though. But since the guy was going to be late he decided to call a Taxi instead.

When they stopped talking a man started talking to me about soap.I thought he was starnge and wanted to get away from him asap. After that I think the bus arrived.

The last thing that occurred in this dream was that I and my mom were at a mall going through many secret passages.We were doing this because we were trying to get away from two older woman in dresses that i got into trouble with. When we went through a secret passage on the floor/stairs my mom spotted a old friend. She was really fat.My mom asked if she gained weight than I jumped down onto the platform the old friend was on. It was a rectangular, wooden platform with 4 strings attached to the angle to hold it up in the air. It seemed like a special seating spot so i jumped down onto it.

My mom climbed on the rope onto the platform and began talking to her old friend along with a co worker who happened to be there. I saw a mini fridge that had a clear view of small Gatorade bottles. There were blue and green liquid inside them. I drank the green bottle and to my surprise it tasted really good. I than jumped off the platform with my mom and spotted a Spanish cousin. There was a beach to the side and he was eating a star fruit. I told him excitedly to please get me one. He said okay but after he was done eating.

After that someone showed me to a door where there was another beach.I saw cool interesting characters in there and said that i was liking what i saw. As we were walking a bunch of little kids ran up to me . I said hello than started walking with them. But suddenly my perspective changed to view a little anime boy who was in the group who got his shorts muddy.He tried pulling them up but was still afraid for his mom to see them. His friend that was with him mentioned how he really wanted to go swimming with him. But the boy said he couldn't. I think the mom than came into view. After that I woke up.

Riding On A Shopping Cart?

I was inside a city and it was the afternoon. I was riding a shopping cart,trying to cover myself with a blanket because i think i was kidnapped or doing a shoot and it led to me being in my underwear. When I got back to a secret place my uncle was going to put a movie on but i wanted to draw and cut out paper of creatures. One of mine came into life and turned into a black,strong Jaguar that was male. He had long sharp pointy teeth and told my family who was around to stay out of his way so that he could carry out his plans into motion. His voice was deep and he seemed like such a cool character.

After that something else happened where i was showing a group of people how realistic a animation of a boy I did looked.It was starting to come to life as well and talking to me and the people i showed. Than i appeared in a room inside my house. My cousin was playing Melee but I did not want to play with her so i went downstairs. Another cousin of mine came and tried to get in my way as i was walking through the hall. Her face did not look like her but i did not question it. I've seen this face in a dream many times before but i still remained non lucid. Her face was sort of hurt.

I looked to the room she went in and she sat down next to my older brother to play video games with him. I told her i didn't want to play video games so she didn't have to push me. I than walked away and woke up.

Well the past few days I have had no recall whatsoever, and didn't feel like doing check in entries for one reason or another. It's nice to get going again with a short lucid.

The first dream (nonlucid) had to do with some kind of demonic nuclear device going off very near to me. I was able to generate some kind of invisible lead shield as the blast passed over me. When it cleared (not caring about radiation) I began looking for other survivors.

I found my friend A who was in his alien persona. He was hurt pretty bad and I had to bandage his wound with my shirt. He was bleeding blue glowing blood.

The nuke went off outside the library on my college campus. I remember seeing the flames having skulls and hands reaching out to grab me inside of them.

The dream repeated at least once.

-wbtb-

I can't remember what I dreamed of prior, but I was driving around in the car quite a lot. I became lucid when I pulled over into this gas station/grocery store type thing to ask for directions. I saw Morgan Freeman in there and that made me reality check and become lucid.

I then realized that I was still shirtless from the last dream. I think one of the DCs in the store pointed that out to me. There was a large mirror leaned against the wall. It was not a pretty sight. For some reason I had a huge round hairy stomach. I thought it was kind of funny and held it and jiggled it around to see how it felt.

I then decided it was better to change back into my normal self. I closed my eyes and opened them telling myself I would be back to normal. I had the body of a chubbier female now. Oops. That's my transgendered side talking again. I played around with that body for a few moments as well.

I decided to try one more time. I focused on changing into either my dream self or my waking life self. What I got was an anime version of dawn, only shorter, with my normal body proportions. Okay, I'll take what I can get.

I then had another question. What would happen if I were to do a flip in a dream. I sort of knew that It would probably just end up destabilizing the dream. So I tried one. Yep super destabilized. For some reason, I felt like I was injured or weakened after doing that. I couldn't get up.

I tried to re-stabilize the dream. I remember reaching with my right hand onto one of the shelves in the store and feeling for whatever item was there that I could use to stabilize. I couldn't see it, the whole dream had gone white, but I could tell it was a clay pot with soil in it, but no plant.

I lost the dream and FA'd. The following dream was more like hypnoponic imagery though, just some flashes of my Taekwondo class.

Morning of April 2, 2015. Thursday.



I am sitting in the back seat (on the right side) of an unknown car which is facing north, in the central area of a parking lot of a medium-sized shopping center (probably near Shopko regarding the streets and general layout that appears later on). My wife is in the front seat but on the passenger side on the right (we seem to be in America in La Crosse, though she has never been there in reality). Over time, two unfamiliar younger light-haired males (that remind me vaguely of rock stars from the 1980s but are dressed informally) get in the car and then argue and physically fight (not that violent, just pushing each other around) over who is going to drive. Finally, they both get out without even seeming to notice either of us.

Soon, another young male gets into the car, which is somewhat of a surprise as I had decided I might drive us myself. The young male, wearing an unbuttoned denim jacket, reminds me vaguely of a young Lionel Richie though he seems completely unknown in-dream at the time. I ask him if he needs any money and he passively acknowledges that he does with a slight nodding. I give him two ten dollar American bills, although that amount seems embarrassingly small to give if he needs food for the day. Oddly, even though I am not at all lucid, I will them to change into two fifty dollar bills, which they do without much mental effort. I hand him the money and so he will then drive us to our next destination. He seems slightly tired and world-weary but is cheerful. (There is possibly a play on “Rich” here, as well as a focus on the “hello” vocalization of his song “Hello”.)

From here, my dream goes into a fairly rare state of me completely ignoring the implications of the environment as if I was not fully “in” my dream (even though I technically am, and fully in-body). There is some sort of nearly inaudible “music” that seems to be caused by “tidal waves” of lava coming from the west of Third Street (and me additionally expressing my illogical and unlikely boredom of the event with some sort of dull mental “humming” of a mostly static melody). The streets at this point seem elevated by about four feet by volcanic rock and streaming lava. We travel in the car through the lava and cooled volcanic rocks for several blocks without much difficulty (I seem to be “mentally driving” the car at this point for the most part even though the other male is still technically driving) even though “everything” else (including most of the commercial buildings) is being destroyed. Curiously, I am somewhat annoyed by the imagery but otherwise think nothing of it. My dream takes on a very dull and bland awareness and emotion at this point, but grows again in vividness and comfort in the next scene.

Eventually, we are at our house, possibly somehow now in Australia on Stadcor Street, though rotated ninety degrees westerly to the earlier established directions (overall layout) of Wisconsin. I notice that we do not have that much bread, though I am preparing to use some raisin bread (from about one-quarter a loaf left) to make a ham and cheese sandwich (as there is no other fresh bread). It seems the previous volcanic “tidal wave” and streets covered with both cooled and ongoing lava streams was so inconsequential I have already seemingly “forgotten” about it at that point in-dream. My family seems cheerful, though there is a slight awareness of how ridiculously expensive bread is as well as how it often does not even last a day or two without going moldy (and is sometimes already moldy in the store). There is also a slight awareness of how store shelves are growing more and more empty with less and less workers acknowledging customers and even a hint of reasonable service (at least in this region).

Back at it again.

I was at a place (not sure what for) where we had to go on missions to kill Final Fantasy monsters for points. The monsters were big and tough, but we used magic and other means of fighting to kill them. It was quite a rush.
Afterwards, I hung out with my friend (whom I'll refer to as 'P'.) P was very sad, she seemingly lost her closest friend and lover.
To help make it up to her and to bring her some peace, I wrote her a letter from her lover (whom I'll call L). The letter was as heartfelt as I could make it, and upon giving it to her, L appeared out of no where and started hugging P and kissing her. The music around us got all somber, and for a moment, I felt like I might tear up.

Since it's been a while, not much was recalled here, but hopefully this is the start of plenty more.

I was in a flat. I was at my family's house. I didn't knew where they have a toilet, so I opened the window and did my thing. I looked down. I was at a third storey, and there were people training down there. Suddenly I felt that I need to do it again. A cousin joined me, ut he was only looking at the people down there.

Then his mother appeared, shouted at me and showed me where thay have toilet. It was occupied though. And then a priest came to visit the family. They were eating, while I waited for the toilet. I decided to go down to the basement, as I was sure there's another toilet that nobody uses.

I was sneaking. It was dark down there, but I went on. One section of it was flooded a little, so I decided to check whats wrong. I went there, and saw that I'm not the only one in the basement. I saw cousin's brother going to meet someone. I tried to hide, but they spotted me and hidden.

Suddenly landlord appeared. I tried to hide underwater, but he somehow spotted me. With the cousin and his friend we went to the landlord. He asked what we were doing here and I said Smoking cola! Surprised, he said that we can go away if I'd smoke all the cola in ten seconds.

I took some parts and made a coca-cola smoking pipe. The landlord filled the reservoir with cola, and I smoked. I felt strong smell of cola in the air. I almost done it. I was late only a second.

1. I was walking down a dark corridor with some type of assault rifle in my hand. It felt like I was literally in a game of Call of Duty. Everything was dead silent and there was no noises to be heard except for the noises I made from walking and breathing and such. The walls in this place that I was in were a deep indigo in color. I turn a corner and suddenly I see a soldier fully armored, pointing his gun at me. Immediately we start shooting each other. I start jumping around trying to dodge bullets. The other soldier pulls out a double barrel shotgun and shoots me. This time I couldn't dodge the bullet, and I get shot and die.
The dream goes to the point of view of what is called a "KillCam" in Call of Duty which is basically seeing yourself getting killed in 3rd person. As I watch the killcam, I suddenly become Lucid and I shoot back into 1st person view. The soldier with the shotgun is still in front of me, but now he is neutral and just looks at me with curiosity. I walk around the corner that we started shooting each other in and I start walking down another hallway. I realize that walking through this maze of hallways is going to take forever, so I start climbing up the walls, which are about 50 feet high in length.
About 10 feet up the wall I start hearing what sounds like alot of people walking towards the area I am in. I look down and sure enough there is an entire group of at least 100 or more people. They all have zombie like eyes and they start to climb after me. "I don't have time for this" I think to myself. I then decide to try teleporting/summoning at the same time. "Bring me [name of a certain girl]!!" I yell out to the dreamworld. Suddenly I start seeing my room merge into my vision. "What's going on?" I think to myself. I think that I am waking up, but later on I find out that another dream started to overlap the one I was already in.
In my vision, I now see half of the maze hallways I am climbing, and in the other half I see my room in broad daylight with my fan going. I still think that I am waking up. Because I thought this, I go into the dream where my room is at by default. I am now in my room standing at the foot of my bed, thinking that I am now awake.

Note: This is the first time I have ever experienced 2 dream layers starting to mix together. OmkAR has had this happened to him many times. Next time I will combat this layer.