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Day 4:

Nothing

Day 5:

Dream 1: I was so hungry and checked the fridge several times in what FELT like an hour or half an hour interval each time. No food

Dream 2: I was chatting with my friend and he told me that ppl work there (australia) from 12 till 7 only, and i was like "lucky!!"

Dream 3: I was at my dad's. but in a weird home, and my mom came in and started making fun of him. It was a very weird face. I was chocked bcz she's not supposed to be there plus she can't see him. Then I told here i had supermarket coupuns and asked her if she wanted them, she told me yes ( in the kitchen, she just came from the grocery store and was putting the stuff there).

Dream 4: I was making a remix of a song using fl. Yup, just spent the dream making it. I can still remember the EQ and stuff too. Man I wish I could remember how i set it though XD. OMG yeah that is a nice thing to practice for recall! Remember the presets you set for programs! Helps remember more details.

Dream 5: I was with my mom in the living room, and a beautiful orchestral song showed up that was very similar to my vocaloid orchestral song i did a couple weeks ago. I was shocked how close it was.

Dream 6: I was at my cousin's summer house, and he has a bit of a slope there that i oddly had a very very hard time climbing. I was kinda embarased. I then walked into a college there (there isn't one there irl), but the security guard was telling me i can't be there and was poking me with a metal ball attached to the security fence thingy in a playful way. It was very vivid! It was nighttime. I swear i really love how my mind creates nighttimes.

Day 6:

Dream 1: I was making boiled potatoes, and then my bro started peeling his heel's skin, and it peeled likea boiled potato, and i was like "eww get your foot off my potatoes!!! I can't eat that now!!!" lol

Dream 2: I started my laptop and my bluetooth mouse worked!! It wasn't working yesterday.

Dream 3:at school, preparing for finals, then a giant horse dog monster thing showed up, but was very friendly, then my friend held me up and jumped onto a table breaking it, and we both broke into laughter XD. Very vivid dream.

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First dream

It was cold, dark evening. I was wearing a gray suit and holding a black briefcase in my left hand. I had also a Ruger pistol. There were two other people with me - both wearing black suits, armed to teeth with weaponry. We were walking straight the road, surrounded by nothing but fields.

After a while we saw a house in the horizon - it was our destination. We entered the house after a good whie. There were two couches and a table in the middle of the room. There were members of local mafia, waiting for us. I left the briefcase on the table, and they told me that the money is already on my bank account.

Suddenly we heard screams of mad people. The mafia escaped using backdoor, and closed it. I quickly changed my clothes, and jumped out of window, leaving my companions there. I went back the road, and then I met an angry crowd with pitchforks and torches. They asked "Friend or enemy?" I said "Friend." and they believed me, so I could go on.

False awakening

I woke up in my house, went out of bed and entered the kitchen. There was my mother, cooking something. I told her about my previous dream.

Second dream

I was in my house. It was some kind of holiday, and all my family gathered in home. I took my laptop, and then with siblings we found ourselves in a different world. The whole nature in the place we fond ourselves was dead and the soil was barren. We had rifles with us, and we went somewhere.

Third dream

Warm afternoon. I was walking down the hills, looking at the beaty of nature surrounding me. Finally I reached my destination - a harbor city on a tropical sea. When I entered docks it was evening already, so I stopped in a tavern of some kind. Next day I went sightseeing. The city was old, built with light brown stone bricks and exotic wood.

The streets were full of cars and people. I looked for some interesting places, but it was too slow on foot, so I took a motorcycle. I drove for a while in the city centre, around tall buildings. Suddenly, we heard alarms, and the city was under terrorist siege.

There were archers on a rooftops, shooting down everyone who they can see. I was driving slowly, watching as crowds of people die. When they started to shoot at me, I started to drive quicker, so they used firearms to take me down.

They shot a tire in my motorcycle, so I had to run away from them. I found a gun on the ground, so I took it and tried to shoot terrorists, but I missed all the time. I escaped from them to a back yard of train station. There was a truck placed on a ramp. I wanted to enter it, but I saw that doors were blocked by a grate.

I looked around, and saw another ramp. There was a balloon on the ramp, so I took it and started to fly. I was high above the city, when I used all of the fuel, so I had to land. I landed somewhat close to the city centre, and went to the streets.

Terrorists stopped attacking people, so it was all quiet there.... too quiet. Suddenly the sun disappeared, and everything went black. After a while it was back, but something changed. All the dead people started to stand up from the ground, and shamble in random directions. Some of them were slow, but most of them were quickly running zombies.

I ran away from the swarmed streets, to the tavern in docks. There was a group of survivors, waiting for someone. I told them what's going on in the streets, and they told me that they need to reach top of a skyscraper to escape, and needed a distraction for zombies.

I agreed, and ran for the streets. Followed by swarm, I climbed up roofs and escaped from them, while group of survivors entered skyscraper, reached the roof and taken a helicopter. They have flewn back for me, and we escaped.

+(f) DO flyover of 2-3 flutists playing on an exposed ledge in a (destroyed castle?), they're covered in flour/dust (and a cloud of it puffs up when they play?)

+(f) talking to a group of cute girls in passing, I stop and ask them how old they are

+(f) the late-teen tall beautiful middle-eastern girl confidently takes to the stage, several middle-eastern men huddle and watch backstage and bid on her to be their wife(?), one guy 1000, one guy 100 (clearly not enough)

+(f) snowy celebration, so happy to be there among the holiday decorations, sad for people who do not like this time, (check the time on the clock tower?)

+ two characters, a boy and a girl, are running from us, they turn invisible. We bring in the detectors which are strung on two parallel wires at about chest level which extend through the scene from left to right, and another parallel wire above the head, the detectors are little square objects (lights?), we'll see those two now, I look around and see them moving around a large open area, predator-effect of body-shaped distortion of the surroundings, when they stand still they're harder to see, the girl becomes visible briefly at one point while I'm looking at her, they seem like anime characters, the guy is Sensei(?), why's he running from me?

+ the guy is holding the platform as a challenge for his bride, more and more people pile on to it to make it harder, heavier and unbalanced, but he holds it and balances it, at first I think he's beneath it holding it on his back, but late I see him on top holding it up with a rope in the middle, the judge rules he has satisfied all requirements

+(f) helping the boy put on his ski boots, there are many clasps, laces, and snaps, some which don't quite work right

Ritual: I went to bed around midnight, but the knowledge that I had to wake up earlier than usual this morning, at 7am, created a subtle anxiety that woke me up at 4:30am and made it hard to sleep afterwards. The natural insomnia created good conditions for lucidity, and I woke up at 6:30am after this dream.

DILD: Since I was lying in bed mostly awake for a couple hours, I had already gotten up several times to use the bathroom. This seemed like another one of those times, but an odd detail caught my eye. There was a steel mesh frame surrounding the toilet paper roll and someone had left a lot of used cotton balls in it. They were stained on one side with a color like Betadine. I assumed my husband must have left them there, and wondered what he had been using them for.

On some level I suspected that there was something wrong with this scenario and decided to RC. I braced one hand on the bathroom counter and the other on the towel rack, and tried to lift myself. My body lifted effortlessly off the ground with no real muscular exertion, which made me suspect I must be dreaming. (The fact that the bathroom did not correspond to its WL layout was something I failed to notice, as usual.) I checked again, with the same results, and then to be sure, I tried the same stunt without using my arms at all—that is, levitating. Upon levitating successfully, I was confident that this was the dream state.

It's so gratifying to get unintentional LDs! But one isn't always prepared with a task. I felt an impulse to go outside, so I went back out to the bedroom and quickly exited through the screen door. Immediately I noticed a destabilization of my vision. Experience reminded me not to fret, just relax and let images suggest themselves, the problem should straighten itself out. Sure enough, a moment later I started to notice colors, then the colors organized themselves into geometry, and before long they had resolved into a new scene: I was looking at a large stack of different colored shipping containers.

I realized that the deck I was standing on overlooked a great harbor. There was water on all sides, and my house was apparently on some tall island in the middle. I was surprised by the number of ships that I could see moving to and fro. They came in all sizes, everything from large cargo ships to little tugboats, all looking very industrious. There were so many ships that I wondered if the place I was in lacked air transport entirely: I didn't see any planes flying at first, but a moment later, perhaps summoned by my thoughts, a helicopter veered very close overhead.

I decided that I should do something useful as long as I was in the dream state, and tried to remember this month's tasks. Eating a moon rock leaped to mind. Okay, how should I do that? I didn't feel like shifting scenes just yet, actually traveling to outer space. I thought, well, maybe a rocket could land nearby and an astronaut could get out and present me with the moon rock. It sounded like a good strategy but I was not strongly motivated to try it, so I tabled the idea.

As I was contemplating the possibilities, I heard music from nearby, and noticed a miniature stage on one edge of the deck. This reminded me of one of the other TOTMs, attending a concert. Well, here are some creatures playing music in public, that might count. I call them "creatures" because the music was being played by what looked like muppets, only a foot or two in height. The initial music sounded like a piano, and a female muppet was playing it, but her fingers were moving over a clear plastic stand, with no visible keys. I thought she resembled what I can only describe as the "hippie girl muppet," but googling that now, it seems to be a good search term and reveals that the name of the muppet in question (in WL, anyway) was "Janice."

After her piano solo ended, a male muppet to her right began playing guitar. This muppet resembled Fozzie Bear, and and was singing as he played. I listened closely to the lyrics and did my best to remember them. As usual in deep dream, I was impressed how easily the rhymes came—though of course on waking, it was hard to remember the lyrics clearly.

The first rhyme involved the phrase "...how we live," which later rhymed with "...give." There was another stanza that I couldn't remember at all by the time I was writing my report. I have a slightly clearer memory of the third stanza, apart from the absent first line:

...
...and I'll let you do the rest,
Because you know Amos and Andy
And can put them to the test."

After that, the muppet went into a refrain of:

Can you help me?
Stranger, can you help me?

The lines may sound plaintive in plain text, but they were a little more jazzy the way they were sung. I was listening to the song and smiling down fondly at the muppet. I felt that "Amos and Andy" was a phrase I had heard before... was it related to cookies? Or an old TV show? I was certainly willing to offer help, if it was needed, but a moment later I woke up.

Note: Googling now, I see that "Amos and Andy" was originally a radio show in the 1920s, later moved to television, and lasted until the 1950s. I have no idea why my subconcious dredged this up! I must have thought of cookies because of the similarity to the brand name "Famous Amos."