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From the dark void I enter into my favourite dream starting scene, expecting to reach a little lake at night. The dream teleports me into a forest and now it is daytime, daylight. Coloring is enhanced and seems a little overexposed: too light, too green but a wonderful forest. I am alone here, surrounded by big and tall trees, moss on the floor, big roots everywhere. I decide that I want to have mirrors here (to play with, because I can). Small and big ones appear, hanging on the trees. I try to look into them, try to use them to enter another dreamer's dream. All I see is white empty rooms. Every time I get close enough to a mirror to look into it and I check the emptyness behind, it morphs away. I draw a huge rectanle in the air, painting another golden-bordered mirror into a tree. Again I see a blurry myself and then a white empty room. As I try to step into the mirror, I'm kicked out of the dream. I manage to reenter the dream but then lose lucidity shortly after being involved in a picnic in the woods.

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An image of the cartoon show: The Amazing World of Gumball

There is not much I can say about this dream but it first took place in the perspective of Gumball's mother, Nicole Watterson. She was talking to another female by the side of a large ferry boat. Even though I do not remember the species or what physical appearance the women she was talking to was, I can remember the lady speaking of wanting Nicole to come ride the ferry with her to visit her family. Nicole did agree and got onto the boat with her.

The perceptive then focused on the Watterson's location. Inside their house I could see, Gumball Watterson, Anais Watterson and Richard Watterson (Darwin Watterson wasn't present). They were arguing over something whilst in their living room and Richard looked extremely aggravated and ready to strangle Gumball. Whatever they were fighting about, I remember Gumball stating that he wasn't responsible but Anais glared at him telling on him to Richard. Richard became more furious and chased after Gumball right out of the household.

There was a car parked in-front and Gumball got inside and started it up. Richard still chasing him while he drove off the scene but my perceptive changed to Gumball arriving where the ferry his mother was located (There wasn't much info on why he was drove there, but my instinct was that he want his mother to travel off away from home).

By the inclined pathway onto the boat was another female creature (still can't depict the physical appearance or species) and she told Gumball that he cannot get on the ferry. Gumball thought he could prove himself to the lady as he headed over by some sort of loading dock (which was right next to the inclined pathway). There was a brown wooden shelving with some wine glasses all unorganized on it. The lady from near the boat's entrance could see Gumball's intention of proving his worth as she told him, if he could orginize the glasses on the shelves then he could get on the ferry.

He proceeded on doing so. This is where it gets weird. At the moment of him agreeing to it, I could see myself (in first person view) being on the other side of the wooden shelving assisting Gumball. Without any identification of my physical form I started to rearrange wine glasses. Gumball did not take notice of my presence or what I was doing but I eventually got snapped back into the waking world when my mother yelled out my name from the living room stating that she ordered pizza.

• Notes — I figured this dream was associated with my conversation with my fiancé, Shadow, before I dozed off about self-awareness and reverse reality check (we were studying more in depth with WILDing). Though I really am a sucker for thinking I have an importance in existence, my fiancé began stating the reasons he felt as to why I exist:

::: (Telepathic talk recorded via Skype | Posted with Shadow's permission) :::

[6:06:05 AM] Shadow The Hedgehog: "Well....if you didn't exist then I would't have someone who accepted me for me."
[6:07:12 AM] Shadow The Hedgehog: "If you didn't exist then there wouldn't be someone quite like yourself who can make all the little horny creatures happy."
[6:08:14 AM] Shadow The Hedgehog: "With someone else, it wouldn't be the same."

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Shadow had also mentioned in the past that I was needed for many other reasons. That without me, there wouldn't be him and so on and he would end himself due to it. Observing the situation Gumball was having and the flashback of his mother leaving kind of reflected the many struggles that my friends more so likely go through on a daily bases. Myself being somewhat of a ghost/spirit helping Gumball rearange wine glasses so he could go to his mother (presumably) reminded me of how I help ease my friends' stress and be as much of a help as I can for them. There is the thought of me being the replacement or, ghost-like residue of Darwin Watterson since like I mentioned before, he wasn't present and he's usually always around Gumball.

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• Date — 1/15/2016

• Went to bed — N/A (I dozed off during the morning because I haven't slept last night - *Shadow wacks her with a stick for not going to sleep when she's supposed to*)

• Woke up — 1:39PM

*Time logged — 4:00PM

• Total sleep — N/A

• Stress level throughout the day — A little annoyed when my mother woke me up the first time (before I had the dream) to make her toast.

• Techniques/Practices —

*Daytime — N/A

*Recall — N/A

*Inducing Method — N/A

• Dream Signs — N/A

• Perceived Length — 10 minutes

• Emotions — N/A

• Awareness — None

Bed @ 2245
Woke @ 0525 (slept for 6:40)

Hanging a poster
I'm at Jeff's house, about to hang a large sheet of paper (a poster or some-such) on the back of a door. As I look more closely at the door, I realize it's actually got a smaller, much fancier door somehow attached to the side facing me. I also realize the whole thing is very nicely finished (a dark stain) without a blemish anywhere. I realize there's no way I can use push-pins to hang up my paper. Jeff says it's OK, though his manner says it really isn't. I tell him I'll use some masking tape or painter's tape if he has some, but he says he's not sure. I look around and see a roll of something, but it's not blue tape. I realize the door isn't actually attached to anything, but is rather propped up against the wall behind it, and I look behind it to find a whole pile of rolls of tap, including a few rolls of blue tape. I grab one and start to pull a strip off, but then I realize it's not painter's tape but is actually drywall mesh. When I look back down at it it's not even blue. Why did I think it was blue? I reroll the mesh and look at the pile again, but the whole thing is drywall mesh.

Now I'm in a storage room looking for painter's tape. Once again, I find plenty of drywall mesh - including some blue stuff - but no painter's tape. Now I run across a strange box advertising something about gender equality with lots of pictures of lightning bolts. Now I'm watching a promo video for it. It looks like bot both the husband and wife need to wear a wire garment, and when the wife doesn't like what her husband is doing she can zap him, but she gets zapped too (hence the equality bit).


Lab investigation
A woman is investigating a lab. Before she can react, the place fills up with a translucent green goo which sweeps her down a tunnel. As she's carried through the tunnel a strange worm suit ends up getting built around her, and when she comes out the other end she's a giant flying worm. Scientists start attacking her, but she manages to flee. Now she's back to human, though still a little red/chafed from her adventure. She's outside the lab, at night, talking to a guy - tall, wide, with a big beard - who ends up being a traitor. Something happens with lasers. He takes a shot at another guy, but he's got a gizmo that turns any incoming shot into a giant cucumber and shoots it back, so the traitor is killed by a giant cucumber through the head. Now there's something about Stargate's later seasons.

Fragment: I'm in church, after Sunday School, talking to Sam about fixing the door frames in our house that don't work quite right any more because of house sagging.


BTB @ 0545
Woke @ 0730 (slept ~1.5 hours)

Plane watching
I'm watching planes taxi down a road. It's really congested and looks like a big traffic jam. Some of the planes are taking an "exit" off to the right.

Now I'm standing on a runway talking to a guy who I know to be a drone pilot. He's holding what looks like a generic take-out box with some numbers written on top, but somehow I know it's his drone remote. Another guy is standing nearby holding two of them; he's clearly more experienced, while I believe this is this guy's first drone flight.

Now I'm seeing the road again. The newer pilot explains that all planes have to take roads AM3 through AM9 from the hangars to their assigned runways. There's a building off to the left, and he calls it the AM building.

Now I'm seeing one of the drones - basically a full-sized airplane with no cockpit - taking off. I wonder why the drone company doesn't have its own runways since that would clearly save so much time.

At a course I am pissed off with the lecturers, so plan a walk out. We all swarm to the exit to the disbelief of staff. However i have second thoughts and at the last minute teleport back into the lecture hall so as not to get in trouble Oo naughty naughty.
I then start to feel really bad about the lecture staff , and suddenly one of them has a terrible open sore. It look ugh like the mummies I saw at the museum maybe, I can see through to the bone and sinew ick. I ask them if they know about reiki and I use my healing powers to fix his arm. The tissue starts to grow back but I figure it will take a night to fully regrow.
The other guy wants to race, so I run with him, but cheat teleporting every few seconds instead of running.

The good news: I HAD TWO LUCID DREAMS!!!

The bad news: I wasted them both.

It was all very confusing.

I was at this family party thingy. My aunt arrived and sat down at the table. My grandma was like "your aunt thinks everybody hates her". People around us went a bit "well, nobody LOOOOVES her", so I felt a bit bad and decided to go over there and say hi to her.

When I got there, I tried my best to be pleasant, but I messed it up and went all "hey, aunt X, how are you!? I'm glad you're here for the party! Why didn't you say hi to us when you arrived?" and she didn't take that very well, so she said she'd curse us all and left.

I wanted to go after her to apologise, but everyone was reacting to her words. I couldn't see anything very well, it was like my eyes were partially closed and I couldn't and I couldn't focus the little that I could see.

This is when I realised I was obviously dreaming. This type of thing only happens in dreams. However, I was sure I was about to wake up, since that always happens when I can't focus my eyes in dreams. So basically it went:

Me: I'm dreaming, obviously! I'll wake up now, though.
Me:
Me:
Me:
Me: ...uhm...?
Me:
Me:
Me:
Me: I guess I was wrong! Okay, this lucid dream is here to stay! Now what should I--

I woke up.

I fell asleep again and I was back to a family gathering. My cousin, my aunt's daughter, was extremely sad. I learnt that my aunt had killed herself, blaming us all for her suicide. I wanted to comfort my cousin, but she didn't want to leave the place. She said her mother was at the elevator. I told her that it was impossible and I went there myself to prove her wrong.

When I got to the elevator, my aunt's "spirit" was haunting it. She laughed maniacally and I flew against the walls of the elevator. I couldn't protect myself against my aunt, so I started praying to God. Somehow, that worked and I was able to get off the elevator, but I was still very confused by the whole thing.

Once again, the whole "I can't focus my eyes" thing happened. I was relieved to find out it had been one bad dream. I took a deep breath and decided what I wanted to do with the dream.

And I woke up again.

Except that I didn't. It was a FA. I "woke up" and I was terrified about the whole thing. I got off "my bed" and I found myself at this weird shop. It was like someone's attic, but full of clothes. My mum told me I could wear something, but I told her I couldn't. I told her that, in my dream, I had promised God I'd be different if he protected me. I felt like he had done it, so I was now under the obligation to keep my promise.

My mum was weary of that - we're not a religious family AT ALL - so we were leaving that place when I ran into my cousin. She was sad about her mother's death - which apparently really had happened, and not just in my dream's dream - and she looked sick.

We tried to help her and we found out her arms and her torso were all cut. There were old scars, from both cutting and burning. It was all very sick and I understood that my aunt had made my cousin do all that from an early age. And now, even though her mother was dead, she couldn't stop doing it. She was also very lost.

We kept trying to get her to open up to us, but it wasn't going very well. I ended up going to this weird house. The dude who lived there asked me for my help and I agreed to help him. Then, my cousin and her brother - also my cousin - arrived there. The first thing they did when they got there was to smile at each other. They said they could feel my aunt's spirit there.

It didn't make me feel good, but I shrugged it off. The dude told us he needed help to hide a body. That was when I realised he was covered in blood, and it wasn't his. I guess my promise to God didn't forbid me from hiding dead bodies, so I went for it. There were people outside trying to see us, they didn't know anybody was inside the house. So I got nervous they'd see me, but I woke up.

Before bed I took 200mg of 5-HTP (in a pill that also contains an inconsequential amount of B6)

Dream 1:

I'm swimming in a stream, the scenery is reminiscent of the lake district on a very bright sunny day (very bright sunshine or almost complete darkness is a dreamsign for me!) As I'm floating downstream I can see bright green grass on the hills and various rocky / soil patches. I look under the water and it's very clear and well lit. The possibility I'm dreaming crosses my mind and after a few moments of building up courage, I try to test it by breathing underwater! First I breathe out and note that there aren't any bubbles, which builds my confidence, so I take a deep breath in and suddenly, as my confidence in being lucid soars, the colouring of the scene changes dramatically. The lighting is still very bright, though not as extremely, and the colours around me get super-saturated (reds look extremely red, the blue water looks like peppermint toothpaste, no dingy colours or half-shades at all). After a moment, I notice that as well as the extremely strong colours, there are also completely grayscale parts to my view.

I swim down the stream underwater marvelling at the brightly lit coral reef like sights. There are luminously bright plants, corals and animals. After a few metres I swim up to the surface and continue above the surface, flying into the air and finding myself at a part of the shore with trees. I fly up alongside a tree which has an entirely grayscale trunk/bark but glowing green leaves. I'm just starting to think about what tasks I can do and I realise the dream is fading, more's the pity!

Fragment 1:
(After my (IRL) alarm goes off at 07:00, I had a brief FA fragment in which I looked at the clock on my phone and it said 07:56 and I was upset that I hadn't managed to use my snooze button for any fragmentary attempts at LDing, but then the alarm went off again at 07:10 (I'd snoozed it at 7) and I went back to sleep, convinced that I'd be able to get some tiny fragments to boost my score, but this one's the only one I got :-(

1/15/2016

I was in Katipunan-Aurora area at night. I was walking with some people. We were going to cross the bridge over Aurora but it was cut in the middle. It was as if the other half of the bridge was just gone. We had to go down, which was tricky.

Daytime. I was trying to do some parkour flows in some ruins. I was with some friends. I watched S teach a new flow.

First dream i dream about being in a shopping:
-First i was with my younger sister, she was buying a hamburger.
-Then i was with Fran. He wanted to purchase a puzzle game. I stood by his side, probably i had to answer as well. Then i note that the ladies were just walking there.

Then i was on school, talking about Game of Thrones with Fran. Then he talks about it with another classmate called Mili. Then he just layed on the floor, to sleep. We were on a break. I was just sitting on a table talking with some classmates called Ro and Mica J. Mica handed me a brochure with ten points, and she asks me, remember these? I said yes, i do. The number 8 specially. I don't know what that brochures were but i seemed to know in my dream. Then a woman comes, she was interviewing groups. I didn't mind to go and get interviewed but i refused. So she appealed for kind of threats. She said, well i will have to call by names of the lists. It was actually the same, and i didn't care. She wasn't a teacher. Anyways she left with a group.

Then i find myself in a walking path/road in a forest. I was with two older guys. I was being chased and suddenly the chaser came. He was Salva's bigger brother. But he came out of prision, he was something like Sideshow Bob. I hid and the two older guys said they didn't know where i was. Then i was being tired of seeing that. I knew i was stronger, those enemies were strong too but behind my capabilities. So i came out and grabbed this guy by the neck.
Then i find myself coming out of a roof, from a house located in Hugo Salvai's shop. I came out of the window of that house, (it looked like a realistic dreaming scenario, i had high awareness but no lucidity) and the front yard had yellow flowers with healing powers. Immediately when i came down and stepped into the flowers i knew the powers of those flowers and adquired them as well. Since i was the first i was the only one that i could adquire them. Then i saw these people, now they were 2, were chasing me on a car. I run in the opposite sense of the street, with a great velocity. And i continue running. I didn't care if a car hitted me, i would jump. My velocity was about 40-50 km/h. After about 5-6 blocks i stopped in a cafe, next to a building, with the intention of jumping the wall and hiding in the building. I just crashed on that open cafe and went on invisible mode, so people in there couldn't see me. By that time i knew i was being chased and i heard some noises of Waking Life, so i knew i was dreaming. I suddenly woke up.

15/1/2015 (thu)

Fragment
-Taking part in a sniping/shooting competition.

ND "Funeral"
I am at a funeral, it is not apparent who it is for. Possibly Alan Rickman? A guy asks me to give a speech/eulogy. I remembered my Uncle's funeral and how my Dad's voice broke when he gave a speech about his brother. The same thing would happen if I tried to speak, so I believed. I've never seen my father cry, but hearing the sadness in his voice during that speech is one of the saddest memories of my life. The guy pestered me about not wanting to give the speech, constantly asking me about it.

The dream changed and there were people playing a party console game. Their scores are posted up on the wall, along with pictures of cartoon dogs. They invite me to join the game. Another person, a young girl, starts putting in their name as 'Princess'. It shouldn't fit, as the limit is 5 characters.

Anyway, to go with the game everyone is supposed to have injections. The others get theirs, but not me. The woman giving the injections checked my eyes to see if I was already high, not believing that I didn't already get one. She thought I was some stoner trying to get another hit. There is a mirror nearby and my pupils are dilated, so she might be right. Maybe I did take something.

Well, we sit down to play the game, which is no longer on a console but a tabletop RPG. When it gets to my turn, another player, JK, tells me to disrupt the fight. So I describe throwing a stick at the enemy that JK is in combat with. After my turn, I spot a bed in the corner of the room. There are two ladies under the covers, giggling, they beckon me over and I get in bed with them... *adult bit snip*

ND "Riding on the Footpath"
I'm riding a small motorbike with an extremely thin front tyre, about mountain-bike thickness. I ride down a narrow footpath on the side of a road. There are trees and grass on the other side. A few groups of people pass but it is mostly quiet, no one seems to mind me using a motorised vehicle on the footway. The path turns into an obstacle course with wooden beams and ruts in the mud. I manage to jump and ride over them.

A family with a push chair move along the path and so I divert onto another route, avoiding more beams of wood strewn on the ground.

Later I get to the office. TR has already arrived and we chat. There is a mirror and on it confidential information has been written. We wipe it off with a towel. Also, we have small coins, about £2 size. They are electronic devices like smart watches but much more complex. I realise there are two of them, and give one back to TR. Someone talks about the boss taking AJB to dinner.

That was either a false lucid or I was just on the edge of being lucid. Why? Although I remember saying I was lucid I didn't decide to RT or stabilize, I didn't look around, the dream wasn't particularly vivid and I don't remember much of it, although it seemed quite long...apart from that everything was fine LOL

I remember deciding to fly (fool!) As per usual in my “flying” dreams I couldn't fly very high and I remember deciding that was due to “gravity” restricting how high I could fly...when, of course, the very act of being able to leave the ground at all has already overcome the worst effects of gravity...that flawed logic further reinforces the fact that even if there was the presence of some daytime neurons/minions they had clearly only just got out of bed and were resenting it.

I remember “interviewing” two Polish women re their suitability for accommodation in my home. One was saying something about university qualifications (in DC-speak...mainly waffle) I remember asking her whether it was really that bad in Poland and her nodding. I also remember saying that “it was sad that the Polish president didn't listen to his people.”

Of course Poles are economic migrants not refugees so that's got mixed up with the greater problem. The bit about the Polish president is intriguing because I clearly remembered issues about the new Polish government but that's due to it's policies re the current refugee crisis.

How many points on the LD Richter scale? 0.001 I think...

this was a night with awareness of a lot of dreaming going on across multiple cycles. Early recall fairly sparse, though, with one exception (graded papers).

+ (f) with ex-gf SB [DS]. We're quite friendly. I pull her in for a nice kiss once while we're standing (in a kitchen?). We may be getting back together [DS]

+ grades have been posted, I see my name and take my graded assignments and look through them. Each graded paper that was returned only consists of the top about 2 inches, the rest was cut away and not returned. I read the comments, I was graded down for IMO stupid reasons. In one case it was because the teacher didn't like the loop indeces I chose for one program. The teacher's name is down on the bottom of one page [I guess at least one wasn't cut] with a colorful smiley face. I want to contact the teacher and get some points back on these assignments.

I'm chatting with a girl classmate about TCP/IP. I ask her if she's read the big book [couldn't remember 'Stevens' author] and she says yes, of course. We agree that's the ultimate book on TCP/IP.

+ bell, F. John, bikini
I'm climbing up a stairway, up ahead hung from the railing at the top of the stairs is a "bell". Someone is striking it to ring it. I closely inspect [DS] this object, it's not really a bell more like a small sculpture.

I'm sitting and FJ is reading something. I realize that FJ is sitting on my leg, and having my leg up under FJ's butt is probably not appropriate so I pull it away. I notice in front of me and just below me is a girl with a colorful (rainbow) fuzzy bikini on, and I appreciate her for a few seconds.

+ driving trip 1: going to Tahoe. Through the mountains, the landscape suddenly changes from fairly sparse open rolling hills to beautiful pine-filled mountains [semi-DS]. The change is surprising, and I'm struck with the beauty of this area, no wonder so many people come here.

+ the book of many books: I'm holding a book with a slightly faded red cover. I'm reading the titles. There are many books in this book. If I open the book I find myself at a new cover with a new title. At one point I find a cover like "The Two Tolkiens" which also includes commentary.

A brief abstract scene about how my mother is attentively taking care of a class of young (kindergarten, pre-school) children, and she's doing a great job.

+ driving trip 2: I'm driving and I enter a freeway with deep drifts of snow, it is dim lighting/night. I'm driving through the drifts and barely manage to avoid hitting some. My wife is saying not to become distracted, keep looking out for <something>. Up ahead the road ends and we're walking, we're passing another group of middle-eastern looking men who are walking slightly slower than us. I pass them on the left, two men move out of the way. Just past them I get the feeling that this may be a musical group, there are whispers that they are performers.

now we're inside something like a bookstore. The group starts to perform?

Morning of January 15, 2016. Friday.



This dream was really odd in what I first thought was random distortion, though I soon began to grasp at least three layers of meaning in a fairly short time, one layer (the most likely, I think) which I will share here.

I am making love to Zsuzsanna in an unknown and unfamiliar setting - what seems to be a fancy hotel room. The made bed (closer to the cater-cornered door than where we are) has its headboard against the wall. I am directly on the right side of it on my back on the carpeted floor, facing the opposite direction of the headboard (with my feet closest to the table and lamp near the wall). Zsuzsanna is on top, first facing one direction than facing the other (in two different events - the sense of touch and localized awareness of heat being very elevated).

I am becoming more and more aware (though not lucid) and soon notice several miniature wolves (slightly smaller than a cat) running around in midair (at about shoulder height), one directly above the pillow. These wolves are not threatening in any way, just mildly distracting. I start to wonder how many there are or if they will become less chaotic (for example, to form a straight line somewhere).

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My reasoning was almost stumped until my interpretation ability flowed naturally. What do people supposedly do when they want to sleep? Count sheep, of course…miniature imaginary sheep that hop over the would-be sleeper and his pillow and are sometimes imagined as floating in the air. This is inverted on possibly two levels. Instead of counting sheep, I am already in the dream state, so the “opposite” form appears - wolves. They are also not lined up to count, implying the dream continuing without waking (though they still may imply the waking mechanism since dreams often implement opposite “what if” ideas). There may also be an association with sheep as related to the popular non-word “sheeple” to describe unaware people. Wolves imply freedom and intelligence over the unaware conformist. However, something being in mid-air, I happen to know (by being directly told in the dream state) that it may sometimes mean “not getting enough support”, which may relate to my perception of much of humanity as not being very aware - or even interested in their own mind and dream states.

Dream 1 - Just thinking
It was less of a dream than just an internal debate and though process revolving around star wars and Anakin Skywalker. I was very intently just thinking about it and had some visuals but I noticed I was doing when I realized my alarm was vibrating next to me.

Dream 2 - Grudge
I really didn't want to write this down but I ended up doing it anyways >_<
I'm in my room watching a movie on a small TV with a DVD player (I don't have this in my room in RL). The movie is 'The Grudge' and it's pretty much in first person with me as the victim of the grudge. To make things worse the movie set resembles my room.. On one side of the room there's a hole in the wall, and the opposing wall on the other side of the room has a hole in it too. Things get pretty freaky as the main character goes insane and is imagining himself trying to stab another version of himself, but it's all happening in his head. I see what he's imagining first (it goes to 3rd person perspective now), I think there's another version of him and he's trying to kill him with a knife. The camera pans right then back left to the guy but now we see what's actually happening in reality. All we see is the hole and there's a hand coming out of it wielding a knife, flailing around wildly. The camera continues to pan left to the other side of the room where we see the man with his arm in the wall, he's consumed by raged. The movie ends and I 'wake' up, as if I had fallen asleep after watching the movie, had a dream about it and then woken up. I'm on the floor and I'm pretty scared, I had a blanket on me and it's pulled over my head, I don't want to take it off incase the grudge is there... I know that the grudge doesn't exist but I'm still scared. I think I'm trying to go to sleep but decide to get up instead. I head over to the TV and eject the DVD, it has 'How to Train Your Dragon' on the other side of the disk, yikes. I feel sorry for the kid who watches the Grudge by accident .

I had 2 other dreams which I thought I committed to memory but I can't remember them clearly enough to write about them

Not much time to write anything right now so I'm gunna skip out on the details.
I was at my friend's house for a party, and saw someone from school that I REALLLY don't like. I started to get into a fight with him because he said that he thought his family was a "landmark" which was weird.
I was in my bathroom, wearing only a shirt. My sister walked in the house saying that our cousins came over, and I told them not to come in the bathroom because I wasn't wearing anything. We then ate dinner, and I asked why my aunt and uncle weren't there. My dad said that they went to church, and I got mad at him for talking about church and stuff too much.
Ok guys, I'm REALLY sorry about the short entry, I don't have enough time.

Third night's paltry fragments are not worth DJing, sadly.

But last night was a double-lucid night (which doesn't usually happen for me! Especially when I've been on a dry spell!)

I was driving on the highway through the city. I noticed a blockade coming up, though. I stopped the car and got out to investigate, and it turns out there was an accident ahead and the whole freeway was closed from this point on. But for some reason, instead of cars getting off at the ramp that was literally RIGHT THERE, people were getting out of their cars and continuing on foot up the off-ramp. As I followed people up the ramp, I overheard people saying how there was a lone survivor; a child whose parents both died pretty gruesomely. There was a police officer asking the boy who they could contact instead of his parents, and he didn't know...

I soon found my way to a mall that had wide, open corridors. As I was walking in them (they were deserted) I pretty much just remembered, "oh yeah! I'm sleeping in bed right now." And looked at the ceiling above me. I jumped and knew I for sure was dreaming when I zoomed out, completely phasing through the ceiling to the city above. I flew around, making my way back to the blockade to investigate more, but everyone was gone. I looked around and spotted a door in the walls keeping the busy city from mingling with the freeway.

I ended up in this series of tunnels and hallways that was a police checkpoint or outpost or something. I opened a door next to me and found the boy who'd survived and some other police officers. They all looked at me and the boy looked scared somehow so I told him and the officer with which he spoke to ignore me, and became pretty much invisible to them and out of their memories even. For them, I wasn't even there. One of the other officers got mad and said that only authorized personnel could be there. I waved and informed him that the boy didn't know I was here, so it was fine. This seemed to calm the officer down so I looked around while I tried to remember something I wanted to do. I started my three-steps. I looked for something to use telekinesis on, and settled on the handcuffs at the officer's waist. I focused on them and they began to move. Once they were free of the cop's waist, I made them float around for a while and then settle on the table next to us. I've never done much with telekinesis so this was good practice for me. The police officers who could see me were fucking amazed by this and asked if I was a wizard or something. I talked with them about something or other but I could feel the dream ending and don't remember what exactly I was saying to them when I realized I was awake again (and people were plowing right outside my window at 2am). I eventually fell back asleep, though.




All I remember before getting lucid again was being at someone's house and trying to make ramen. I had to leave it in my bowl for a bit to help someone do something or other, and by the time I got back to it, someone was shuffling off with most of my noodles transferred to their own bowl, and the rest of my noodles slopped all over the counter top. I was so angry! I yelled at him to stop and got in a heated cut-a-bitch argument with him. But then my assistant principal came in and said we needed to stop fighting. She also said we needed to talk about lesson plans. I somehow realized I was dreaming, because though I couldn't remember quite what day it was, it was certainly NOT Monday, when plans are due. Checking my ring confirmed that this was a dream, and I looked over at my assistant principal. I used Jedi mind tricks to wave her away with a, "my lesson plans are superb, no need to talk about them now," got up, and left.

I found some of the people at this house and asked them where I could find a fairy ring; it was the TOTY that was first to come to mind. One of the guys jerked his finger over his shoulder, toward a window. "Right out front," he said. I thanked him and phased through the wall. Sure enough, there was a fairy circle like right in the front yard of this place. I approached it and wondered how to summon fairies, like actually. I remembered reading Zukin's journal; she sat down in it. I stepped in and felt a shiver like I was passing through some kind of invisible shield or wall of sorts. I sat down and willed for the fairies to arrive but woke up before they showed (I felt like I was THIS CLOSE to meeting them, too. I KNEW they were about to appear.)



I had one other dream about eating fruits and pastries. It was nice I guess but not all that interesting or exciting XD