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i sit on a street with a good friend of mine. we talk and for some reason she is very mean to me. i hug her and she asks why i do this. i tell her i know she dont like it too much but its nice. she says its more than a little... i get lucid and do a nosepinch.
she asks/ wants something from me. i remember to play tic tac toe and ask her if she mind to play a round with me. she agrees annoyed and i throw paper and she stone. i win. i tell her we need to play until one of us has three. she roles her eyes and continue playing halfhearted. its difficult to see if she does paper or scissors because she nearly dont move her hand at all... she wins in the end.
i notice we sit in the middle of the street and cars are coming so we start walking. i look over a bridge to the cloads and make them move faster and faster. it looks pretty cool.
we continue walking and i walk thru a bench and a pole. now i focus on my right hand because i want to do a decent fireball. i focus on the feeling of energy in my hand and at the beginning my back of my hand shows up. then when i feel the energy i turn my hand around and open it a little. i see a small and weak fluid blue flame. i feel that i convulse some fingers and i relax them. i focus on the little flame and make it levitate (never accomplished a floating fireball so far). the flame rises and i make it bigger. it has the size of an grapefruit. it is yellow and orange and turns around and has a little pattern. cool. we are under the bridge now and there are two guys. i think they talk about me or the fireball? i throw the ball on the head of one guy. a splutter is to hear and his hair burns shortly but it seems not to hurt and he smiles. we keep walking and i try one more time. now i see my friend before me and i approach her and want to show her my new ability. i summon a fireball and this time concentrate to expand it. the ball gets big as scooter or something similar and very compact. one can hear how much energy is focused on this small area. i throw it on a car and you can hear a loud crackle and spit. some raindrops that where on the car evaporate but the car itself dont burn.
she seems not impressed and i approach her while she talks to someone and intimate him that i want to talk to her alone. i ask her what her problem with me is and i get an answer but as far as i know it was nothing specific.
we move by a sea and there are a lot of pigeons swimming there like ducks (). i count some of them that are in a row. i stop by ten and make them all float via TK. some time after i make some float again and make them turn to the side and then duck them into the water (). i notice that my brother is walking infront of me. he looks very young. maybe 10. i see that he makes one pigeon levitate. i do a handgesture and around 15 more start to levitate next to his. he looks to me and i smile and he smiles too. i go to him and we walk together. i tell him "you know this is a dream right? you sleep in your bed and me in mine. this is my dream and nobody except maybe you knows what you are dreaming." he smiles and we keep on walking until i wake up

WBTB attempt

First fragment

I recall a blurry fragmet in which I was in my house. It was a sunny afternoon, the house was before renovation. I was walking through a hallway.

Second fragment

I was wandering around my school.

I’m vacationing with my family in Syria. We’re waiting at a bus station of some sort, when suddenly there’s an explosion in the distance. We all turn our heads in the direction of the blast, when several gunmen round the corner and start firing into the air, shouting at everyone to get down as we are being taken hostage. I duck my head as I’m instructed and start to panic, fearfully wondering if I was going to die here. Wait, usually this level of fear only happens in dreams - of course, I just went to bed an hour ago. I stand back up and fly over this tall fence that stands between me and the shooters. “I’m not afraid of you. You think you can scare us, but you’ll never scare me.” I prepare to wreck their shtuff up, but I unfortunately wake up.

I’m back at college, in one of my old dorms, although everything looks kinda different inside - the halls and doorways are bigger than normal and the room numbers are all shuffled around. I joke with my friend about how I’ve been in the same dorm for 6 years and still can’t remember what room I’m in.

I’m out to lunch with my brother (who’s in the police academy) and his wife. I joke around with him about being undercover, and he glares at me and whispers that he is undercover right now.

Fragment of me playing some SNES video game involving robots and AI.

I’m driving around college with some friends. I try to stop in this parking lot, but my brakes start failing. I press as hard as I can, but my car barely slows down as it approaches this cliff. It creeps forward, but at the last second it starts to slow down and finally stop. I breathe a huge sigh of relief, but am interrupted by the bright flash of a huge explosion coming from the bottom of the cliff. A car is launched upwards from the blast zone and narrowly misses landing on top of my car, before tumbling back down the hill and ending up in the middle of the road. Almost on cue, a ton of paramedics come out of nowhere, grab the driver and put him on a stretcher, and then drive off, all in the span of about 3 seconds. I’m still in shock trying to process what just happened, when I realize that this feeling of fear and confusion is incredibly familiar - I’m still dreaming. However, again I instantly wake up. I see it’s about 5 minutes before my alarm is set to go off, so I don’t try to DEILD or anything.

WBTB - 2
2 NLDs - 2
Fragment - 0.5
2 DILDs - 15
Flying - 5

Night Total - 24.5 pts

The dream started off with me automatically Lucid within a war like setting. I got intuitively some information from the dream telling me that I've done this or seen this before but this time was different because of one small action that changed everything. I went along with the dream and just observe the environment and the chaotic setting. Somehow I got the idea of trying to do something sexual with a girl with in the dream. As I approached her she vanished in thin air. I thought this is happening because I should be doing more productive things in my subconscious is telling me this.

Bed @ 2245
Woke @ 0300, lost recall. Meditated, took G, attempted WILD until 0430, got to sleep around 0515.
Woke @ 0700

Broken switches
I'm in my bathroom and flip a light switch. Nothing. I flip it a couple of times with no result, then try the other one. Still nothing. I pull out my phone and try to turn it on, to use its flashlight, but it won't turn on. I realize I must be dreaming, but I don't feel very certain of it. I do a nose-pinch and it takes a couple of times before I'm really convinced, and I realize my RL nose must be stuffy. As soon as I'm convinced that, yes, this is a dream, my vision dims. I start shouting "I'm dreaming! I'm lucid!", rubbing my hands, and spinning, but the dream fades.

I have a false awakening which I don't notice. I'm in bed, in my bedroom, and my family is in the room. I can feel a small body next to my leg under the covers. At first I think it's the baby, and I'm surprised he's under there, but then I see him with my wife and realize it's my youngest daughter. I reach under the covers and rub her curly head, and she giggles. Now we're getting ready to go outside, and the kids are putting on snow gear and asking what kinds of pull-ups to wear. I'm confused for a minute, but I guess it makes sense that if we're going to be out in the snow, someone might have an accident.


Robot wheels
I'm watching a WALLE-like robot go up to a larger robot with bicycle tires (thin square pipe frame with thin pipes coming down at each corner to wheels) and cut off the two front tires. Somehow, the robot is still able to move, but without its front tires it's lost its brakes and can't stop. There's some kind of cylinder behind where each of the tires was, and they're getting red hot. The robot ends up getting onto a moving walkway and launching off into the distance while an old man laughs.


CTRL-ALT-DEL Book
I'm looking at a couple of CTRL-ALT-DEL printed books, trying to line up comics from one with comics from another. I turn the page in one book and see that it has a nude drawing of one of the characters, with "strategic" bits blurred out, and I quickly close the book - I had no idea he'd ever drawn risque/nude pictures of his characters.

Got one DILD to note, as well as some highly vague fragments before that. I may have also achieved a TOTM.

Scrap Group 1
In a beach with my family?

Something about a party in an unknown house.

Dream 1 - Phase Toss

Scene 1 - That Other Player's a Jerk
The visuals were a bit blurred. I falsely awaken on a wide, non-descript platform outdoors. Nothing but a clear blue sky was visible past its edges.

This starts with something gross and weird. I'd prefer to forget about that. Later, I wander around, and find rows of floating, cubical buildings constructed of light colored materials. These were mostly featureless, just some squared holes for windows and low-walled balconies. I made a wide jump to a ledge, when suddenly, some guy came out and punched me right off. Thus, I fall to my doom.

I "respawn", and figured this must be a game. Still, I was feeling unusually vengeful, and made numerous attempts at the guy's life. Yet, whenever I'd approach, he'd get the better of me and send me plummeting. I resort to punching holes into the walls and floor of his home while he was out of view purely to spite him. Somewhere between this petty griefing, I gain awareness. The scene distorts just as quickly.

Scene 2 - Ironic Vision ft. Zangief
Start in the void. My eyes were shut completely and refused to budge. Good thing I remembered to merely "see" past my lids. A new environment formed within seconds. Found myself in a room with a handful of people around me. Rows of pews were just ahead. Oh, a church. Indeed, some man was giving a religious speech in Spanish. Didn't concern myself with as much. I just floated around to look for more interesting things. It seemed no one else could see me. Just as well. The visuals blurred up momentarily, but "closing" my eyes even more fixed that.

Next, I turned to a wall decorated with picture/display frames. Just remembered the phasing task. First, I tried peeking though the walls, but some invisible force near them kept repelling me. Ditto when I tried floating through the ceiling. So, I looked for a way around this, when I noticed an imposing figure just beside me: Zangief from Street Fighter. That was unexpected. Still, I didn't hesitate to ask for help in this matter. He nods in agreement. In an instant, he lifts me by the back of my shirt, and tosses me right through the ceiling.

Now, I was cramped inside a small opening surrounded by wood constructions. Oops, too far, I only needed my head to go through. The ceiling was close enough, so I tried peeking through, and, this time, did so easily. Eh, not much to see. Past an air grate to the right, this was just a narrow, white, featureless enclosure.

I wish I had the time to write it all down. Parties at my house, dragons assaulting me flying over a lake, and a girl with insecurities so big they expanded into the physical world.

11/3: After a few scenes that didn't make any sense, like four months ago showing my grandma's house before she passed away nine months ago, everything picks up after a dentist's appointment (I don't really have one until three weeks later).

I am walking with a character down a hallway that looks like a cross between a backstage area from WWE Monday Night RAW, SmackDown! Live or Impact Wrestling and the hallway from a backdoor leading to an office, locker rooms and the backdoor of the gymnasium at Southeast Raleigh Magnet High--which, like certain young-adult fiction projects I've written--had arcade machines. The person I walk down the hall with is possibly Ashton Hobbs from Contestant 25, a young-adult fiction book series I'm currently working on and has taken me over 20 years -- September 1995 to be exact (I was 9 at the time) -- to get perfect.

The next scene makes no sense, and was like a scene from a typical TV sitcom or movie after a school bully/main antagonist has done enough damage. I then see a locker room where a possible student is coughing, stuffed in a locker. The character and I then exit the school where this redhead teen and what appears to be his parent or his mentor were parked in line one spot ahead of us smiling and waving at me before my alarm clock buzzes at 6:45 this morning. I, however, do remember an OC ReMix playing - a remix of the opening from the 1989 Commodore Amiga game Shadow of the Beast - one of the first OC ReMixes on the site since the site's introduction in 1999.

I wonder if I had gotten this dream last night after viewing the Wikipedia articles of Ross Powers and Kelly Slater on Wednesday on my Surface tablet that led to the image of the redhead teen at the end of the dream. However, if I view the Wikipedia article of James Lafferty, nothing happens dream-wise. I've also had some pretty strong dreams two months ago before my doctor's appointment and the finals of the U.S. Open, too, but it's probably too late.

I think this dream was trying to tell me to watch what I write sometimes, although I have never in my 21-year writing career (yes, again, 1995) written about bullies doing these horrible, unspeakable things like what was demonstrated in my dream last night.

I wake up from some dream I don't remember. It's dark, I'm in my bedroom with my girlfriend like always. Everything 100% normal. I do what I do everytime I wake up in the night: I plug my nose, just in case. I can breath. There must be something wrong, I repeat it. It's a dream! But it is everything so dark. I think: light! Nothing happens. Light! Nothing. I check again, it's still a dream. I try to switch the light on: it doesn't work (of course! I never pay the bills in the dreams, how can I expect to have the light working?). My bedroom in the darkness is not where I want to stay in a lucid dream. My girlfriend wakes up and asks me "what are you doing?" My answer "I'm having a lucid dream!". "Oh nice!" I then tell her "I have to go now! I have to pass through the mirror" "have fun!" Her answer. I go through the mirror and I say " a dopo amore!" She: "a dopo tesoro!" "Ciao!" "Ciao!" Cute her <3

I finally pass through the mirror to arrive in an other room, in Italy, in the old bedroom of an aunt who died years ago. Boring! I look around, no door, only walls and a window. I try to pass through the walls, doesn't work. I then try to pass through the window, it works! I'm now on the hill where my parents live. Finally outside!

I start to run to take speed and I start to fly, Superman style. I'm to fast, I can't follow the directions very well and I take the wrong ways. But why should I even care about going on the street? I'm flying dammit! I'll try to remember it for the next lucid. The more I continue flying the more the village changes and becomes nothing like the original. The street is completely empty. It becomes night and finally I find people. Unfortunately they are killers with very little desire to talk to me (I share that feeling) and a very big one to kill me with their weapons. Slowly the dreams loses its lucidity and becomes a normal dream. I try to shoot at them using my fingers and shooting bands of weapons but no effect. I try to fly away but they can reach me with their jetpacks (too much GTA). The dream fades.

Woohoo I feel adrenaline and satisfaction and my day has a good start.

1. I was barely asleep yet when I was standing at an intersection near my house wondering why I was there. Then I see an electric wheelchair come zipping around the far corner and as it came into view I could see myself in there with a smile on my face, it appears current time. The wheelchair is not on the sidewalk but in the road and going fast, it makes a u turn just past me and I thought it was going to turn down the street to go to my house but instead it heads to the intersection.(the way to my work) I am watching in disbelief as to why in the world I am seeing myself in a wheelchair flying down the road? Obvious it is a dream but why am I being split in two for so many dreams? This time I don't feel myself in the wheelchair more the observer standing on the outside. However that intersection is making me feel very uneasy and knowing that wheelchair is on the main road and that road is very curvy and dangerous. As the light turns green off the wheelchair goes and all I hear is horns from all directions and I wake up. That made me feel a little stressed out! I will be very careful at that intersection today .

2. This was another strange one. My friends from over 35 years ago has 2 sisters. I have only seen them once in all of that time and that was a year ago.
I was standing outside in the dark damp backyard with a little white fluffy dog, not any dog I ever had so I know I am dreaming, plus there are tall trees everywhere as I look around like I am out in the woods, there are wet leaves all over the ground and I am waiting on the dog to go to the bathroom when I hear a noise coming from the side of the house, it sounds like the fence is moving, so I walk over and see June (my childhood friends sister but she is about 17, they moved from where I was when she was about 13) she was frantic and asked me if mom and dad knew she wasn't home? (what?) I told her it's 5 am and both are up and they are very upset. She started giggling and said she had so much fun so it was worth it. I somehow am inside her sisters (my friends) dream body? Yet I feel I am also watching from a higher vantage point yet I feel I am in control of my friends body and not my vantage point so we walk in the house and I look at my hands because this feels so weird, on first glance they look normal to me, but then I figured I would do my first RC ever so I look at my hand again and my hand has a glow around it and it seems to be going invisible so I stick my finger through it and giggle and then my hand started to feel heavy like rubber, enough of the hands I hear yelling coming from the other side of the house and June is getting chewed out and they tell her they are going to send her for tests, she comes running out in front of me and starts telling of all of the things my friend did, I don't want any part of this dream so I thought of Candyland and jumped into the dryer to get out of there. No good again, I am now walking outside again with the damp soggy leaves and it is dark so I decide to think of teleporting to Candyland so I try to imagine it in my head and instead end up on top of a roof with regae music playing? I think I am in Jamaica. I wake up. I am determined to get to Candyland. I think I need to look at a picture of it to see where I am trying to go to haha. I need a better visual obviously.

11/4/16 7:00 am just got to work and I had to write. I was at the same corner where I was standing in wheelchair dream trying to pull out to go to work being extra cautious because of dream when there was an opening to pull out to make my right turn. I look to my right before pulling out toward that intersection I was sitting at in wheelchair when I saw a bike riding fast against traffic and right in front of me!!! Omg if I wasn't extra careful I probably would have went. He was in the dark wearing dark clothes. That is strange!

We were at the amusement park again, but this time it was night. The group of people split up and me and a familiar person went to hang out around what looked like a courtyard, with roofs surrounding an opening. There were cushions and places to sit but there were also pools in the floor for some reasons.

There was a small exhibit, like a school science fair exhibit, about a mascot named "Rocket" which was a... rocket. I told the DC that I thought Rocket was just a feminine of Rock before I remembered that rocket is a word. There was also some toy trains and tracks. I set something up but it went awry and the train fell over and spilled out the inhabitants which are figurines of Winnie the Pooh and friends, and somehow the train ran them over. We laughed.

I then brought out my laptop to watch anime or something. This friend must've been close to me because he was already apparently faimiliar with my stash of hentai and nude selfies in my pictures folder which I had opened for some reasons. He seemed to mostly like women though. We mentioned something about having to go home soon.

The anime started off on a rather... naughty start, but then it was about a girl and a boy in a magical academy. They were using a magical chest that let them project nightmare visions to prank people, but they got accidentally sucked into the chest and the chest closed and locked. Then began their adventure.

>Dreamed of possibly being someone else then escaping a prison somehow. No one at all noticed! There was a part like in the PS2 game "The Great Escape" where a person cut away a grate in a prison cell then went to the next cell which was unlocked. Later on after leaving (among the many people nearby going in and out) I went back to some residence.

Well, I started this dream inside a dark room. It was very unstable to begin with. I got the feeling that I was dreaming, performed the breathing through the nose RC and that confirmed it. I decided to try looking at my hands at this point, because I had always read about doing this in dreams but never actually done it myself. To my surprise, they were translucent- moving about like made of some silvery blue gas, sort of ghostly looking. I wonder if this is what "astral" hands look like? I have never looked at myself in a dream before...

Well, that did make the dream more stable. I jumped out the window that I saw to my right, and began flying outside, where it was daytime- the dark room makes no sense to be honest. I was observing all the houses and trees in a town that seemed familiar to me in a way I couldn't quite place.

Until I found a large, strange house. Several stories tall but the top half was a spire, or tower, the lower half was a larger, wide house. It had stained glass windows and a double bed lying outside it, which was covered in some sort of net.

I went inside the house and immediately felt that it was abandoned. Something felt wrong. I walked forward, and found nothing of interest until I opened a door and beyond it, found a dog's food bowl... And much further away, at the end of the rather long room, lay a dog, which appeared to be made of stone. It was staring right at me.

The freaky part is, in hindsight, it looked like a statue of a dog. But at the time I thought it was long-dead, abandoned by its owners. I exited this room and closed the door immediately. I felt uneasy.

I found the staircase which went up the tower. The higher I went, the more uneasy and uncormfortable I felt. I had a growing fear that something was in here with me.

The first room i went past was, bizarrely, a bathroom. I did not linger and climbed further, but right before i turned another corner round the staircase (which was like a rectangle from a birds eye view), I was gripped by an intense dread. I was terrified. I did not want to go around that corner or be here anymore, and I woke myself up.

I would like to note that I have never felt fear in a lucid dream in my life before, that I can recall. And I woke up from this feeling disturbed. I definitely don't wish to revisit this dream.