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02.01.2016

The Smell of Blood In The Fancy Hallway (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m transitioning into a dream somehow, maybe through DEILD when I set an alarm to wake me up. The first immersive sensation that I’m experiencing is the smell of blood. And it’s so overwhelming, I couldn’t help but wonder what’s really going on. I didn’t feel it translated in waking life, even though the smell was potent, and I realized I’m inside a fancy castle-esque hallway.

It’s grandiose in size, and seems to be highly maintained in spite of the smell of blood engulfing the area. The main attraction of this hallway is the black and white checkered tiling that’s about three or so feet in width. The external tiling from that is your simple dirty vanilla color that’s just as clean as the checkered region.

I navigate the hallway, quickly glancing over the sections with fancy chandeliers, and the bright little speckles or yellow light with a subtle presence of orange for the rim lighting. I noticed diagonally to the right of me, a female wearing a red dress is trying to get some other male entity off her body. They were grappling her shoulders, and she managed to push them off, and somehow comes to my path as if she knew I was already there.

She gets closer to me, and she has an uncanny visage that I’m trying to figure out who she could be an amalgam of. I paid attention to my breathing for a moment, and felt at ease with her, but she still looks like the perfect stranger, and yet the moment she was next to me, it’s like there was this invisible veneer that diluted whatever feelings of anxiety I had along with the smell of blood that was so dominant.

I don’t think it was an infatuation with her, but more of a camaraderie type of relationship with her that could easily bleed into romantic undertones. She’s folding her arms together, and hands her hands near her cleavage, and she’s looking up at me with this distinct smile that also seems to be recovering from the previous attack from the male entity that looks like those Las Plagas monks from Resident Evil 4.

She’s trying to ease her breathing a bit, and I told her that I thought she was Ada at first glance. I didn’t know what I meant by professing “Ada,” at first, and presumed later that I meant Ada from the Resident Evil series. Her red dress was pretty interesting even though I couldn’t absorb a lot of detail in it. But, I could tell that it mostly entailed of a mélange of lingerie near her breasts, and silk for the rest of it; mostly the leg region.


We had a quick conversation where I initiated with a question, and I can’t remember what it was in particular, but I do know her response emotionally was being perplexed as to why I would presume such a thing. We’re running towards the nearest exit, which is literally straight ahead, and the dream transitions to where walking through muddy water that’s thigh deep.

In front of us is this large brown mountain, and there’s a cave entrance with an uphill to it that eventually looks like stairs made out of stone, or the natural material from the mountain itself. There are a few people inside trying to get us into the cave to escape whatever it is. But for some reason, we’re having a few problems.

As we’re on our way, some person is shouting from the background of how Shia LaBeouf is needed for something, and the more this is professed, the more I see the person doing this is actually him to some extent. However, this could just be a misinterpretation as the individual was far away from us.

Some other points:

- There was mentioning of Fallout to some extent as well.

While I’m trying to navigate the muddy waters, I lose sight of the person that was following me, but I had a feeling she was still with me. At least, she was probably behind me trying to fight through the streaming water. I don’t know what we’re doing together, but this person seems oddly familiar, and I can’t help but feel we planned out an adventure like this in the first place.

I Can Recall A Fine Amount, So I'll Try To Write As Much As I Can.

I Woke Up In The Dream And, I Don't Know Why, But I Already Knew I Was Dreaming. I Saw A Random Guy In The House That I Only Barely Knew In Real Life, And I Just Went Outside. I Went Flying After Being Thrown (Because I Often Can Fly After Being Thrown In My Dreams) And I Noticed That My Neighborhood Now Has A Sidewalk (No, My Neighborhood Does Not Have A Sidewalk, Some Idiotically Forgotten Thing That The Didn't Put.)

Anyways, I Tried Summoning In A Dream Character, But That Didn't Work. Looking Back At My Most Recent Lucids, I Remember I Had A Hard Time Phasing Through Walls Because I Had Doubt, And Now Since That One Lucid Dream Where I Phased Through Walls Because Of High Anticipation, Now It's Easy As Simply Opening A Door. Maybe I Need To Do The Same When Summoning Dream Characters, Anticipation Is Key.

Anyways, I Woke Up In Real Life, Simply Drifting Right Back To Sleep. My Next Dream Involved Me Going To Some Laser Tag Looking Place, Except With The Fact That It Was Only Dark As Lasertag. Instead, It Was A Game Involving Flying On Some Kind Of 1 1/2 Foot Long Star Pillow Thing Which Came In 7 Colors; Magenta, Purple, Red, Yellow, Green, Cyan, And Blue. Everyone Was Seated And Ready To Play. I Ended Up With A Yellow Star Pillow, And It Seemed That We Could Customize Our Flying Pillow Things.

Appearently The Glitter Pen Did Not Create Glitter; No, Instead, It Caused Drawings To Display That Represented Your Personality, But Unfortunately, It Also Caused Ads To Display On The Back. For Some Reason My Star Was Very Heavy But Did Not Want To Drop On The Ground. Instead, The Star Was Trying To Fall On The Back Wall, As Well As The Stuff To Decorate It. The Decoration Stuff Managed To Fall, But Not The Star.

I Woke Up Soon And Stayed Up For A Few Minutes, But Went Right Back To Sleep After. Next Dream Involved It Being Even More Foggier Than Usual, But I Didn't Care. The Dead Trees In The Front Yard Turned Pink And Green, And A Man Holding My Scooter In Front Of The Door (I Don't Know How To Bike, Okay, Be Quiet!) And Wanted Me To Open The Door. Unfortunately, I Had Bad Anticipation, And He Tried To Wack A Scooter At Me. Luckily He Wasn't The Smartest When It Came To Attacking So I Easily Dodged Every Move, Even Though One Of Them Slightly Got Me, Just Leaving A Scratch.

I Ended Up Waking Up Soon, Doing A Reality Check. It Was Done, It Was A Dream. How Do You Feel About This Dream? You Don't Need To Comment, I Just Would Like You To Think About It.

The Asian Restaurant
I approach a Chinese restaurant in a town where I spent my childhood, I look at the towns distinctive white architecture. It is in a weird place, by a forested park by the edge of the old shopping center. The day is a clinical grey one. I look at it, it looks interesting and unfamiliar, I see a blue neon sign. I enter it and meet a friend of mine and his girlfriend. I haven't seen them in a long time. The restaurant is small and has a long table in the center of it made of wood.

My friend hands me a passport he said he found on the ground, saying there's something creepy about it. I open it and see that there is only a picture of our mutual friend in it with his name next to it and the issuing date that it Feb 1900. the rest of the pages are blank. How can that be? I look through the rest of the pages, they are blank until I begin to notice other pictures in it, other people. How odd it is.

We order some sushi and eat it. I remember having some cash with me for a change and remember I have at least 17 bucks on me, it can't go over that I think to myself. The friend who was in the passport picture is also there now. We eat and I go outside as everyone went out to talk. I ask my friend how much the bill came out to and he says 90. I'm shocked, how could it be that expensive? That would mean I'd have to give him like almost 40 (in my dream calculation of it). I don't have that much, I wasn't ready to even give him all of the money I had. I give all of the 17 bucks to him and say shamefully that I'll have to owe him. He seems cool with it and to my relief says that the money I gave him covers my portion. I talk to his girlfriend, she smiles and is very nice.

The Wrestling Match
I'm at a show wrestling match. By the entrance where the wrestlers come in I hear someone call to me, I look up and see an opening over the entrance, an older man tells me to climb up to him. I climb a rope up to the opening in the wall that leads inside to another room. I look down and see how high up I am. I get scared and try to swing into the room. I succeed and feel relief. I follow the older man down the hallways backstage. He tells me it is obvious I just got lucky and had sex. I smile awkwardly and tell him "why hide being happy?". I feel confident and relaxed.

We enter a cafeteria, it is well lit and looks like a school. It gets blurry, do I sit down with him? I think I see a Tunisian girl I knew in upper secondary. In an unclear transition I'm sitting in a machine shop. I'm surrounded by people who work there. Some of them are being pretty rude, laughing and not listening to anyone. They leave and someone in charge asks what can be done to improve conditions around the shop. I speak up, saying respect for others has to start improving. I also want to mention problems I have with another machinist. I then notice he's there right in front of me. I feel tense but continue, saying that he has to stop being so hard to work with.

In The Afterlife
Somehow the scene transforms. Everything looks similar but we are all now in an auditorium with a blackboard in front. A person in front says we are all in the afterlife now, we are all dead. We are going to be sent to the past/future to help save the world? The person writes down 4291.6 on the blackboard. This is the year we are going to. The person asks if there are any questions. A murmur springs up in the crowd and I raise my hand. I try to get my voice heard, I find an opportunity and say I have a lot of metaphysical questions I'd like to ask.

As people file out of the auditorium I go next to the person who was holding the briefing, she is a pastor. My mind is racing with questions, there is so much to ask? How will we interact in the world of the living? What happens now? I start by asking who goes to the afterlife, adding that it probably Christians since she is a pastor but when I see the Tunisian girl there passing us in the hall I correct myself by saying it must be people from the Abrahamic religions? She says everyone goes to the afterlife when they die, there is now division. She mentions that she saw the Buddha in a park some time before. I say that it's great that everyone gets to come here. I make a mental note to look for the Buddha in the park after the mission.

I enter a room that looks like a dining hall in a cruise ship. There is a stage in the front, far off to the right I see windows that give a little light to the otherwise shadowy room. I see people in military outfits, does this have something to do with what is going to happen, the mission? I see a stern older man in a military dress uniform, he looks almost like a fascist. People begin singing a song that is very traditional and nationalistic. I sing along, I see a woman is making sure everyone sings along. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't sing at all, not good at it.

Here's a couple more I couldn't write down 'cause I didn't have my computer.

Dream: Night before last
Dreamed I was having Alex (the bae) watch Pirates of the Caribbean with me 'cause he hadn't see it. But since I was dreaming it was a very different account of Pirates of the Caribbean... the pirates were all enslaved by a rather un-piratey, non-sea-related witch. As a result they were all pretty miserable. Then a somewhat younger girl showed up to try to free them all, and for a while I was her. I managed to halfway free the pirates, which got the now-angry witch's attention. She turned on me and I had the distinct impression, similar to what happened with Mr Blue Wife Beater a couple nights ago, that I didn't stand a chance vs her.

This is kind of an unusual feeling for me, because I sort of expected that if someone who wasn't a monster came at me ready to fight, I would be all over them because I love fighting. But now, not only did I not feel like trying to decimate these guys, I also got the impression that I had no hope of defending myself, so both times I didn't try and just got messed up. It's weird. I feel like defending myself should be an automatic instinct, but it hasn't been lately.

At any rate, in the next moment this crazy magic-using woman was all over me, throwing me to the ground and shaking me. And the dream cut back to Alex and I watching the movie on the couch together, watching this enraged magic lady slam this girl into the ground over and over. I was like, "This is just like when a spider's wrapping something up," 'cause that was honestly what I thought and honestly what it looked like, it wasn't the dream putting words in my mouth. It was so violent and deliberate.

When the magic lady stood she looked like a mix between the two of 'em, and the other girl was gone. So either she absorbed the girl, or she possessed her, I'm not sure which. The dream ended soon after.

Dream: Night before night before last
I dreamed about Leffen again which sucks for me 'cause he makes me feel SO insecure. But in the dream he was actually nice to me, which somehow makes me feel even worse... my dreams are just wish-fulfillment trying to convince me that he could actually like or care about me. *gets depressed*

Anyway, I dreamed that I was back in the Cheverly house, in the living room, and Leffen was using it to stream him playing some game. I felt like I was just getting in the way a bit, and then, at one point when he walked out of the room, he walked back in at the same time that I went blind. I was between him and his chair, and I wanted to hurry up and get out of his way, but my vision was totally frozen; looking around didn't change my view at all, I just had this locked-up scene stuck on my retina. I tried to explain this to him so he would get why I was just standing there. He actually seemed a bit concerned, which, when you think about it, is a pretty realistic reaction to someone going straight-up blind.

I managed to feel my way to the couch and lie down. Closing my eyes made everything black, so I stayed like that for a bit, and after a while my vision was back.

So then Leffen let me take over his stream for a bit, and I got on really hoping that his viewers would like me (all of which was unrealistic for a few reasons). The game he was playing was something like... you're trapped in a house with a whole bunch of almost-human monsters who really don't do much but slowly try to follow you around. Even if they caught up to you, they didn't try to attack you or anything, and YET, it was pretty scary. I ran into the bathroom and tried to lock it with a key, which was an almost paper thin piece of metal that did pretty much nothing. Still, I got the door kind of locked, enough that when they tried to get in, the doors bumped inwards but didn't open. I went deeper into the bathroom, which was quite a large bathroom as it turned out, and then lost track of where I was.

Next I was in a locked room, next to a door that had a little window above it that I could crawl through. So I did, and found a couple of monster-humans on the other side. One of them was this faceless thing with rubbery brown skin that looked up at me with a small, gaping mouth. For some reason I didn't find this guy disturbing, but I did have the brilliant idea to jump down on him as hard as I could. And it worked! Unlike some dreams where trying to do something weighty has unsatisfying, floaty results, this time it really felt like I was landing full-force on this unfortunate rubbery brown guy. And I crushed him. Then I ran off andddd I forget what else happened. WOO.

I think not having my computer has had a positive effect on my dreams... Might have to explore that further.

I'm posting all of these ones together because these are ones I had before but forgot to put on here when I had them. If you think I should split them up, just say so.

#2 Got lucid and started to fly across a small lake. My body was positioned horizontally like a bird. It was quite vivid. Lots of blues and greens. (lasted 30 seconds or so)

#3 I forget if this was number 3 or 4. It doesn't really matter. Anyways, I was with this other woman, sitting on a bed, waiting for this one man to come home. We looked in eachother's eyes and said, 'We're dreaming, right?' or something along those lines, and I realized I was dreaming. (30 seconds)

#4 I dreamt I was texting my boyfriend in Dutch on the computer--then I realized I was dreaming. I tried to type some more stuff when lucid, but it was super slow and pretty much impossible. (30 seconds)

#5 In this one I was looking at my parents old lake property. After studying it, and noticing how it looked similar to how I remembered, I realized that I was dreaming, because we sold that place to other people. I then realized I was standing on the other side of a small canal (like those on the side of the road in the Netherlands) and I saw my dad sitting on a chair in front of one of the reddish houses that were attached together. On the right, it merged into the old lake property in an interesting way. I told my dad what I observed.

Then, I tried flying across the canal to my house, but it was much slower than I was used to. It was neat looking at the vivid scenery when I did so though. I did get to the other side, and I think I walked around/looked around for a bit, and then woke up. (5 minutes)

#6 So I was at a mall, and there was this mood ring display sitting near the exit. It had all sorts of mood rings with cool blue/purple/so on colours. They were personality mood rings, sort of. Let's just say they described certain NSFW identities/roles. I think I looked for one that fit me.

I saw my dad further inside the store, and he looked like he was getting ready to leave. so I started to walk up towards him but then I realized how vivid it was, and decided to try flying (I thought it had to be reality, it couldn't be a dream). To my surprise but not surprise, I succeeded.

So I flew over to my dad, around 1 meter off the ground, and told him i'd be checking out the mood rings. He said okay, and I think he gave me a jar of spaghetti. so I took it, and flew back to find the mood rings. I suspected that the stall had probably disappeared, and when I flew in the space between the two doors I saw that it had.

During all this I was looking around at the vivid mall scene, and occassionally refocusing. It was painfully vivid almost, and it felt like my eyes were open even though they were not. I finally lost focus when I was at where the moodrings were, and the scene went grey. However, I still felt the jar of spaghetti in my hands. I thought, 'No, it couldn't be', and I pressed my hands against it, and it felt real. So I opened my eyes and saw the spaghetti jar under my sheets, with a bit of a spaghetti sauce stain on one of them. I wondered how the heck I took a spaghetti sauce jar to bed, so then I realized I might still be dreaming, and then i woke up--I think?

Either that, or while I had the jar I started to chat on my phone in the dream and maybe tell about the rings and me randomly holding a jar of spaghetti. I think gab reacted to it somehow (in the dream chat). Anyways, and then I woke up! (Probably lasted 5-10 minutes).

2/1/16
I did remember a dream from an earlier awakening but I forgot to write it down before going back to sleep so I've forgotten it now :/.

Man, my dreams have been more vivid lately. I've had plenty of dreams where I'm not totally present, where it doesn't feel like my decisions are totally up to me because I'm not really there myself... but lately my dreams have been giving me more control. Feels nice.

Dream: A Game
So I dreamed I was playing some kinda game, like I was on a game show. Everyone was paired up in teams and each team had a different official color. We were red, me and Handsome Jack. Well, he was sort of a combination of Handsome Jack and an acquaintance of mine with similar issues. I don't remember much about the other teams. Actually, there might even have been another person on our team, but I can't really remember.

So the game kinda consisted of a sort of obstacle course. It seemed to be set in an endless white void, or a massive white room, and I believe the first thing we encountered was a great deal of water, a veritable sea. It looked kinda strange since it was in a white room; like, much paler than the average sea.

Our first task was to cross this sea to the plasticky room about 60 yards away, and there was a selection of plasticky boats to use, maybe in little cubbyholes. They looked like those circular snow sled things, but a bit deeper. I think we just had to grab our appropriately red-colored boat, or maybe a couple of 'em, and somehow boat across the sea. The dream might've skipped that part. The impression I got was, the dream sort of thought that boat + sea was pretty self-explanatory, but then realized that my trying to get across the sea with just a circular boat and no paddle would actually be pretty difficult and time-consuming, so it just skipped it.

So we ended up on the island/room, where we quickly encountered SOME kind of obstacle. I kinda remember that there was a large group of people and there was some squabbling or fighting going on. I decided (and I don't always get to decide things like this, in dreams) to wander into the next room, where I encountered a kinda scary-lookin' old guy. And that was kind of important because by choosing to wander into the next dream I was sort of cutting into the dream's story; everything pointed to me being supposed to stick with my group and take the rooms one-by-one, but I instead chose to ignore this directive and try something else. And it's cool that I got to do that, it's been a bit of a trend lately. Hope it sticks! It's more fun when I can make up my own mind...

So I fought the scary-lookin' old guy who actually might've been a zombie, and soon enough Handsome Jack showed up, wondering where I went, and helped me take the old guy out. I'm not sure what the old guy's deal was. My first impression is... shopkeeper. But old and angry and sort of confused.

OK I don't remember too much else. I'm gonna make a post about the rest of my dreams 'cause like, I've had a couple over the last few days but I didn't write 'em down 'cause I didn't have my laptop.

BUSY day today. Hopefully I can come back to this later and elaborate, but for right now, the key points:

I'm rick, some powerful alien babies were orphaned so I take care of them

My mom takes my snake out of his enclosure and puts him in an "enclosure" which is basically just a small dresser. It's terrible. Snake is a baby again. I go on a quest to put the snake in the right enclosure again.

The police keep coming and I have to stop and put my hands up. I always seem to be doing something innocent but suspicious when it happens.

D1 - Siren was in my dream as a fellow teacher but me being such a "spiritual" person I remonstrated her when she complained about some paperwork. Saying "All is perfect, if you remember the way of the Tao".
I don't remember what happened after that, maybe she k.o'ed me ^^ the way of the wronged

D2 - At work again, I notice something strange about the office photo, everyone is standing around with the photocopier in the background. However I notice that four of the employees all have the same sticky up black hair (not unlike a mop) they are clearly all related.
The dream then splits as I turn the photo into a DT project cutting it in half so I can put a hinge on it and real black mop hair as a cover at the top Oo.

D3 - back in class I haven't preped for a lesson on something - science. I quiz a load of unusually tall and snooty girls outside (same brown blazers as mindcontrol ones) about contents of lesson. I get some equipment together and soldier on not knowing what i'm doing with my class.

Another DILD. Will say when I get lucid as always.

So, as I remember, I dreamt of this one man who was being told that he was under threat by some nation or another. Then it skipped to a kind of map thing where this young Queen who had inherited the queenship from her mother was being told about three potential nations above hers on the map being a threat, and the one nation beside her being one (that nation was run by the one man).

She dismissed the claims that the man was a threat. I think she said that they were strong friends/allies. Anyways, she decided to get out the aqueducts--a new invention! That amazed the people around her. They were a bunch of tubes (unlike real aqueducts) that could be used for transportation of people somehow? Anyways, soon the Queen and her assistance went off into the aqueducts to do...stuff. I don't know.

Soon afterwards, some blackish stuff went through the green glass of the aqueducts and it started to rain inside the building. The rain was kind of acidic, so it burned, but not badly. People were running around panicking, and it was then when I was aware that I was running along a platform on a large bunch of stairs.

I paused and then realized that I was in a dream, and so becoming lucid, I went down the stairs to investigate things. I ended up approaching a hole/stairwell to the underground--a thing which I often go down in non-lucids. So I went down a bit, and I looked to the left. There was a kind of hole and at the end, a boy was peaking out. I think he waved. Anyways, I went further down the other hole/stairs and ended up meeting him. I stayed there for a bit, but I soon got worried that I couldn't get out again--the tunnel was vertically quite steep at the part I was in. So I tried grasping onto the dirt but it was hard to get a handhold. Knowing it was a dream, I figured maybe I could just will myself up or phase myself up onto the less steep part.

I forget what one of those I did, but I think I did get out of that part of the hole (or I gave up and woke up), and I soon opened my eyes. I think the lucid part lasted around 5 minutes or more? Anyways, that's all.

I've only had DILDs before, and this is no exception. This one lasted 10-20 minutes though, which was a first.

The dream started off with me in an English class, being taught by one of my favourite teachers at university. But she had given us a test, and I hadn't prepared at all. I didn't even know why I was in school. Anyways, I tried to cheat, but I couldn't, so I ended up finishing the test with a big portion of it being blank. I thought to myself, 'Meh, whatever, I'm not really in school anyways.'.

The scene changed to another class. The professor was explaining how everyone reads differently, and certain books are difficult for certain people. Anyways, the point was that he was letting us choose what book we'd do an essay on, and he soon let us come up to the books that were stacked at the front. Me and this other girl that I knew were completely lost. She asked what the essay was supposed to be about, since she had no idea what we had done in class before now. I agreed and I think then I realized that it was a dream and I wasn't actually in class.

So then I looked around for a computer, both to see if I could find a syllabus for us, and to see if I'd have any luck typing on a computer in a lucid a second time around. No luck, and apparently I was now in a dimly lit library. I saw a young boy walking along with an empty plastic sandwich bag. I took it from him and looked around for a trash bin, taking him along with me. Meanwhile I was trying to keep the lucid clear. I found one and I think I payed no more attention to him after I found one.

Now here's where it gets weird. Either I tried phasing or teleporting and got inside a bedroom, or the scene changed to a bedroom. Anyways, once I was in the bedroom, I saw that my sister was sleeping in one of the two beds. I didn't pay attention to that for a bit. By now, the lucid had felt like it had been going on for 10 minutes. I decided that I might as well see if I could teleport outside. So I tried, picturing the outdoors in my mind, but I failed. I eventually gave up and decided to go to sleep beside my sister. But before that, I think I tried phasing through the bed, and I think I succeeded in partially going through the side. After that, I lay down in the bed, tried to phase my arms though the blankets, and just stared at the ceiling trying to keep awareness for as long as possible. Maybe a minute or two after, I woke up.

Oops. I've been negligent with my DJ this year.........



Okay, so I've been up for a while now, so I'm not sure how much I'll remember. Let's see.

There was this school play thing happening. Except that it wasn't school people and it wasn't happening at school. But it was very amateur. I was watching it and there was some singing. I enjoyed it, but then I had to move cause I was in the way. The actress/person in charge was very rude to me, so I got upset. I sat in the corner by myself, still trying to enjoy it, but I was moody.

Then the woman was rude to me again, cause apparently it was my job to do something. I tried telling her I was only there to watch the play, but she kept insisting that I had to go and check the chairs and the door and whatever. I got REALLY mad, so I left for good.

I went to this house. It was a very simple house. I think my mum was there, along with other people. Suddenly, I head this loud noise. I looked outside and it seemed like a megastorm/hurricane. We thought that the house wouldn't be able to stand all the strong winds, and we were right. The roof flew away. I told them we needed to go to the other house, cause that one was stronger. We ran there as fast as we could, and we were safe there.

I was like "this makes no sense, we don't have hurricanes in Brazil, this is impossible", and my mother replied "well, we're in the US, remember?", which quickly convinced me that, yes, it was all real. Shame. I was so close to figuring out that it was a dream.

Anyway, then my mother told me I'd have to go to a city later. I guess I forgot about the hurricane situation and just went outside. I found the city, there was this red bubble of energy around it, like a magnetic field, as if blocking it. I knew I couldn't get in there, and I thought about the airplanes, and how they couldn't get in there either.

Then, the magnetic field dissolved and I was able to go inside.

That's all.

[Notes]:
- This is pre-WBTB dream material. I used the alarm to wake up at 5:30, with lights out at 11:30. I had already slept a ton that day on a road trip.

[Enter Dream]
I walk into this expansive, underground, concrete bunker. It's rather plain, but fairly clean and uncluttered. I make my way through this massive corridor to the lowest point, where I find the rest of my new gym class. This class is huge, and the majority of students are kinda unfamiliar. Then, I see Mr. Parker at the bottom of the stairs, standing in front of this garage door about 20 feet away. He throws up a hand signal and nearly everyone in front of me proceeds to go through this martial-arts-like series of motions and chants. He tells us about our new gym class and how newbies will have to learn to get along. We all kinda get dismissed, and wander around this expansive bunker.

I find myself at the locker room (the real one, I think) and I remembered what I'd learned the other day about "sticking points" on combination locks. I decide I'll try it out on a random lock, so I pick one that apparently was pretty close to EK's. I mess with it for a little while and I got it! It was really easy. I think I tried again on some other locks. Some were new and hard to feel, but others were old and well-worn, making them very easy to work with.

I'm sitting at this concrete lunch area, at the same table as AS. He's wearing a ton of bags: a dufflebag, rucksack, backpack, and more. He tells us in his normal fashion: "So I've got a proposition: I have a bag, with a lock. In that bag, there is some sjein, some Mary Jane." He also mentioned something about having to open the lock to get to it. I knew I had to be the one to open the lock, but I really wanted to do something drastic to that weed. I imagined myself running off to the river with it and lobbing it in.

[Alarm clock...]

Haven't been DJing during the holidays but I wanted to make sure to include last night's accidental lucids.

Teeth
I'm in a living room with some people. I can't recall who. I can feel that a lot of my teeth are a bit wobbly. Fuck, this is very annoying. Please stay in there. There's one in particular that I can feel.

I'm lying in my bed. Not sure if this is the bed in my student home or if this bed was on a balcony. Either way I've got my left arm raised a bit. I can still feel that something is wrong with my teeth when a thought strikes me. I'm probably dreaming. I grab a hold of my bottom teeth, using the fingers on my left hand. I manage to bend my teeth outwards, as if they were made of rubber. It doesn't hurt at all. I knew it! I think to myself that I have to relax to stabilise, but I'm afraid of the fact that my arm is still raised. Somehow I'm convinced that that arm is my real arm and that it might cause me to destabilise. I need to put it down gently so that my real body will stay relaxed.

Snake mouth
I'm walking on the street. I think it was during daytime. I'm playing a bit with my dreads and notice that on the left side 3 of them are tied together with a rubber band. On the other side some more are somehow stuck together. Crap. I just met someone for the first time in a long time. I must've looked ridiculous. I end up in front of a circle shaped mirror and look into it. I can see the back of my head. I see the dreads and it looks quite messed up. Then I realise that this can't be. If I'm facing the mirror, I should see my own face, not the back of my head. I deliberately turn to the left about 90° and then turn back to the mirror again. This time I'm looking at my own face. I knew it! I'm dreaming. My reflection's mouth is a bit messed up. It reminds me of a snake. In the center I have a sort of cleft lip. My reflection opens its mouth. I'm not sure if it does that on it's own or if it is doing so because I did so. The throat kinda freaks me out, even though it's quite normal. It's the combination with the snake-ish mouth that gets to me. A short scream follows from the throat. I wonder if this was only in my dream, or if it was also audible in reality. I blink, but I never open my eyes again. I'm afraid that if I open them I will wake up. Then when I finally am sort of ready to open them, I can't.

long time falling asleep at bedtime, after "napping" right before bed where I had no problem getting to the snoring phrase >. 2mg melatonin fixed that.

Overflow night again.

early:

+ (fairly long) computer, code, "smc", sm/ directory, sm.h should go in the include directory, sm.c should build into a common library that I can re-use in other projects. Watching the console screen of a system booting up, have they replaced all the macros with function calls? I'm thinking I can definitely optimize this start-up sequence.

Piles of task sheets, that we need to have signed-off from the manager.

+ the office. My office is very large, lined with glass walls. I have one of the largest in the company, they must really value me as an employee. The bad thing is that it is located right in the entrance hallway from the outside. The hallway runs around two sides of the office:

Code:

------------------------|
       hall             |
--------------------    |
                   |    |
   my              |    |
office             |    |
                   |    |
                   |    |
                   |    |
                     f. door

The glass doors are shiftable. Frequently people would cut the corner by sliding a glass section to the side and cutting through my office. I thought about getting a roll of strong transparent tape and taping all the glass sections together.

There is an inner office within my office, where there is a desk (with a computer?). At one point I go in here, and close various doors partially and hang things so that the view from the hallway to the right to my inner desk is obscured.

I'm at a different place in the company, a section of the sliding glass walls come off its track and I'm trying to put it back.

I'm having a meeting in my office and a guy walks across it from the right, he's carrying his lunch. Something falls off his plate, he stops to pick it up, and I offer him to sit down at the table in the room and eat there.

My wife offers to put a large cross in the corner by the front door, she says it will protect me on my travels?. I don't think the company will allow religious symbols, even if I put it in my office, people would be offended.

(impression) walking through a place with small, lit decorations along the floor (?)

+ baby iron man: a mini (dark haired)/ young (5 yo ?) Tony Stark in the iron man suit. He was saying witty things. Then he was flying in the suit, and he popped open the cover of one of the many data sockets on the suit, this one was on his back so it was hard for him to reach it, and he inserted a data "shingle" and with some trouble closed the cover to the socket. I saw about 8 data shingles which were rounded like the cross section of a tree with concentric rings of different colors, and each one was numbered with a single digit.

middle:

+ garden: I'm walking through a garden with EK (grad school) and an unknown girl. She likes the plants, I like them too. They're small rose bushes with no flowers. I recall that I particularly like when the stalks turn a "peach" color at the base, which hasn't happened yet. I lean down to smell but there is no aroma (?).

+ refugee house: sitting at a table in a small garden outside a house. There are short, dark-haired refugees there, mostly women, sitting around the table. We're going to live in this place for a while. I think this may give me a chance with some of these women, maybe they'll come on to me. There are some people clowning around on the other side of the fence to the next property, something about "the arm," someone is waiving their arm up above the hedge that makes it looks like it's a floating arm moving around.

Inside, they talk about the sleep schedule. They trade off the use of the beds in 2 hour shifts. I'm sort of amazed by this: that would be terrible for dreaming. Then I think that perhaps they get a good WBTB by this by sleeping every 2 hours for 2 hours. I think about asking them about how this affects their dreams but I don't.

late:

+ galaxy: (DO), front screen of a space ship, the captain/narrator is guiding the ship through clouds of material, the job of the ship is to gather (gasses?) needed to help (sick people?) back at the base. He's focusing on clouds that are slightly green colored, and talking about the chemical composition of the various clouds

Back at base, there is an engineer who is helping the flight. The group is apparently rebels. The engineer is supposed to wait for them then activate some system when they ask him. The timing is important. But the big boss calls him early, and the engineer has no choice but to activate the system early.

+ superman vs. death: I am sitting with my BF MR in an improv circle. It's our turn to go, I'm very hesitant, should we go? Eventually we go into the circle and I have absolutely no idea what we're going to do. Eventually I decide on "superman vs. death", I'm superman. I start in with some angry dialogue about how in the previous dream the system was activated too early, which hurt the rest of the group. I shove "death" down past the ring of the people circle with my super strength and he falls to the ground. I say / think to myself, "I don't know if I can die, but in case I can, I'd better get out of here!" and I turn to the left and fly out of the ring at low altitude. I wait but don't hear any applause. Yeah, our skit was pretty weak I think, but I *did* fly out of there. I should have flown at higher altitude to make it more obvious.

+ stairway: I'm at the top of a stairway (in my childhood house? feels like it but the visuals do not match). I'm very heavy, and there is a very large step to make to get up on to the landing of the second floor. There is a precarious board barely supported on each side. I'm wearing a big/heavy backpack, and I take it off, I wonder if it will balance on the narrow stairs. I'm looking at the wooden banister along the left side, to see if it will support the cross beam or not. In fact the wooden banister flexes and bends both up and down, like a wooden accordion, so it does not support weight. The wood is thick, and stained a rich warm color like an oak hardwood floor. I think about getting some tools and nailing/fixing the banister in place.

+ gas station / scooter: driving down a street downtown, I'm driving a car and I go too far and need to go back. Can't, but there's an intersection ahead, I can turn left and then turn left farther on. I'm in the right lane and need to get to the left lane, so I head sharply across the lanes. There's a big long truck heading my way and I hurry to get ahead of it but it pulls to the left and seems to park. I head out into the street but now I'm on a scooter, my dad and my son (S2) are with me. As I turn they drop a bunch of their stuff on to the road. I tell them to hurry to pick things up. I drive again and take the next left which is right there and head up the street and into a gas station. I want to park this scooter and go get the car and bring it here, I'll put the scooter in the back of the truck. I ask S2 "Hey did we buy this scooter or are we just renting it?" my son answers a few times and I don't understand, finally I understand that we have it "free for 9(?) days," I think that's a good deal.

In the gas station at the register, I'm trying various cards at the reader and I'm having trouble getting them read, a female assistant is helping.