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This fragment has to do with spongebob. Yes, Spongebob. Basically, Spongebob was hoping to separate from the Krusty Krab. His words specifically were
"Wanna know how much I like it? THE WHOLE SUIT'S A LAWSUIT AND READ ALL ABOUT IT!!!" after that, he ran straight out of the Krusty Krab and then it cut to my point of view. I was drawing a huge red rectangle in front of the Krusty Krab with my toe, which turned into a red marker for some reason. I then woke up.

Tonight, I had three lucids, two were aware and one wasn't. Here is what happened and some back story.

Many years ago, I had a dream world that I entered almost dream world and it was populated by one of my old dream guides and many dream characters. When that DG died, the world fell apart and everyone inside of it was lost and I never saw any of them again. Now onto the LDs.

I remember myself sitting in a classroom when a teacher pulls me out by the hair because I'm wearing my jacket instead of a uniform. I'm being dragged down the hall by my hair when a DC said "Wow, didn't you know what happened to the last person who did that to him?". Apon hearing that, the teacher let go and I walked to the principal's office. I thought in my head, "didn't she know that this is my dream and that actions have consequences? I am now partially lucid.

After walking down the hall for a while, I see a person sitting down against a glass window and they looked like this:



It looked like they needed money so I gave him 4 quarters. When that happened, words popped up saying "Item obtained; True blessing"
I thought that that was cool and I entered the principal's office. I look around and all the walls and ceiling were replaced by the glass of an aquarium. At this point, I recalled the first time I met two reoccurring DCs many years ago in front of an aquarium. The principal asks "do you know who I am him?". At this point I'm fully lucid. I respond with "I don't know". He said "That's a shame, you're free to go". When he said that, I immediately wake up.

After wandering through a dream, I find myself walking through a garden while it is lightly raining. I stop and look around and state, this is a very beautiful dream scene. Upon thinking this dialogue, I become fully lucid. I sit and admire the beauty of the dream scene for a few minutes until I am fully calm. After that, I move on. I find myself riding a mine cart slowly through a warehouse. I can't make out everything that's there as its all in wooden crates. I feel two hands on my shoulders and it feels like a friendly presence. I turn around and can't see anyone but I can feel them still grabbing my shoulders. I look down and see a small fox with black fur and white eyes and everything makes sense. The once invisable girl takes shape and it is a reoccurring dream character that I saw from many years ago. The small black fox turns into a human boy and they ask while we are still riding the mine cart if they can fill the empty spot of dream guide. I am happy to see both of them once again and agree to have them as a DG. They say they can start our adventures next lucid and fade away. I end up losing active lucidity shortly after.

A few things to note; they are both in named so I'll have to ask them for that. They were also very easy to summon as the female DC was frequently invisable and the other small black fox always followed shortly after. The fox taught me transformation and the girl taught me invisibility. I'll have to see what the future lucids hold.

I had a long dream but all I remember was being so excited at the edge of a cliff super high up and I wasn't afraid but had to capture the sync on my camera or video it. I needed to be down a little off the edge so I stepped off the cliff and floated down a bit to capture it on my phone. It wouldn't work and I didn't have my reading glasses so couldn't see what I was doing. I was so aggravated next thing I am waking up looking at my camera to see if it was there and there were photos of it but I still couldn't get it to focus enough to see what it was, when I realized I had to still be dreaming because there is no way it could be on my camera from a dream. All of that drama and being so excited that I captured the sync yet I have no idea what the sync even was lol.

This was one of those dreams where a little bit of everything happened. In the beginning it was like a videogame, where I could occupy the bodies of these insane characters and fight my way through a wasteland. Eventually I was given massive recognition for my battles and Chris and I were given grants to complete our company. I then went to a party as the guest of honor, but some douchebag friend of Steve was the host and he started grilling me hard for wearing a suit to his party and just being an asshole in general. There were lots of cute girls there and I flashed eye contact with one girl on the stairs, but was too shaken from the grilling to do anything about it. When the party died down, a gorgeous blonde was left over. I felt exhausted but we ended up fooling around a bit in a room upstairs. In the morning, she was upset with me and left in a huff. I went downstairs and the owner of the place tried pinning me with hundreds of dollars on the water bill for taking a shower so I told him to fuck off and left.

This is where it got strange. I went to this massive meeting of business people in some kind of bleachers. The announcement was made that the successor of SW would be chosen, and cam and I had to fight to the death. This battle was gruesome. We slashed with swords, smashed with clubs and metal rebar, all with the investors just casually watching. I almost killed him, but then gave in to sadness and refused to finish it. Cam's girlfriend was Mila Kunis. She siad I did the right thing, then they all left to heal their wounds. I was alone again, so I went to the entrance of this building and sat down eating chocolates from the welcome bowl. I was sad and dirty and tired and wounded. I watched Mila comfort Cam and it was even worse.

As I was eating chocolate, I heard that warm voice from behind me.

"Hey"

There she was, looking so beautiful. She accused me of sitting there to intercept her, but soon realized I just had nowhere to go. She hugged me and kissed my cheek and said she would help me find meaning and purpos if I helped her and Cam get back to normal too. I happily agreed, intoxicated by her smell and softness.

Then I woke up.

Ritual: I often wake up briefly during the night, but at one point last night I noticed that my husband was awake too, so we ended up having a conversation, probably around 3 or 4am. After that it was hard to get back to sleep, and I tossed and turned for a while. Eventually I realized that I was tossing and turning with the distinctive sensations that suggested I might already be asleep. I played with it a bit, rolling until I was sure that I was not moving in a physical way, and when I felt certain that I was in the dream state, I "got up."

WILD, "Julbock": I realized that it was my first WILD since moving to my new house, but as is typical, I failed to recognize the ways that the dream environment was different from WL. In fact, it bore very little resemblance to the place I currently live.

I remembered my intention to work on the last two TOTYs I haven't completed, but after my difficulties making rainbows the other day, the idea felt stressful. Maybe I could just relax and explore the dream world? But I knew that abandoning my intentions was a recipe for losing lucidity fast. I decided on a sort of compromise: I would work on the Basilisk—why do I keep thinking of it as Basilisk? This is a mistake I keep making in waking life, not in dream—I would work on the Chimera task, but rather than go through the motions and try to force things to happen, I would let my subconscious take care of it.

I was actually surprised how well this worked. Normally, if I needed a goat (as the task specifies) I would deliberately try to summon one, but this time I just held the idea casually in the back of my mind as I walked through the my darkened apartment. Moments later, what should catch my eye, but a stuffed toy goat! It actually resembled an object that I possess in waking life, a little Beanie Baby goat that I have for many years brought out around Christmas time and designated the "Julbock." I have not yet brought it out this year, but it crossed my mind to do so a few times recently.



"Would a stuffed goat work?" I wondered as I picked up the small toy. I tried to remember the wording of the task. Surely it just specified "goat," not "live goat" or "real goat," as if those terms could even be meaningful in dream, so I figured that this goat would be adequate for my purposes, and carried it with me.

Since the task required the chimera to act violently against DCs, I didn't want to create it in my own apartment, what with the dream version of my husband asleep in the other room, so I left and went out into the hall. (It is worth specifying at this point that I don't live in an apartment, and have not for many years, nor have I ever lived in any apartment that resembled the one in this dream, which is what I mean when I say that this dream environment was very different from WL.)

Across the hallway was an open door leading into another bedroom, apparently empty. Should I summon the chimera there? But I didn't know whose bedroom it was, so I decided to keep moving. To my right was a solid wall, the end of the hallway, so I turned left and walked down the corridor. The hallway was narrow to start with, and the walking space was further restricted by the many chests of drawers that were pushed up against the wall on the left hand side.

I sidled along with barely room enough to pass through the corridor for about twenty feet, until I emerged into a slightly wider but still relatively cramped lobby area. To my left, a chest-high counter bordered a desk and work area where two women were seated, clearly employees of this apartment complex. Attached to the wall behind them was a row of large gingerbread men, a festive decoration for the holiday season—but also just what I had been looking for. I was impressed how well my subconscious was pulling through for me. You see, in my earlier WL attempts to plan how how I might complete the chimera task without harming any human-like DCs, the inspiration occurred to me: have it fight gingerbread men! I wouldn't feel the least bit bad about crushing some animated DC cookies, since I happily bite the heads off gingerbread men in WL. And now, even without any elaborate summoning rituals or focused intent, my subconscious had handily provided me with everything I needed to complete the task: I had my goat, and I had some gingerbread men that could serve as victims. All I needed now was to transform the goat into a proper chimera and cause some cookie mayhem.

"Could I borrow those gingerbread men?" I asked the women politely.

"Sure," one of them replied nonchalantly.

"Okay," I said, preparing myself for the complicated part. "I'm going to try to keep this under control. Hopefully no one will get hurt."

Though I intended my words as a subtle warning, it was apparently so vague that the women took no notice whatsoever. One of them asked the other, "Could you get me a Coke?"

"Sure," the other replied.

"Half," added the woman who had made the request. This puzzled me. I had assumed that the request was for a can of Coke from a vending machine. How would one bring back half? But I didn't put too much thought into it, because I was preparing to transform the stuffed goat into a chimera... everthing was in place...

...And I woke up, once again, just before I could get to the heart of the task. When I was at my best, early this year before my long recent dry spell, I could often keep from fully waking and DEILD-chain my lucids in order to finish complex tasks like this, but now I seem to be out of practice.

DreamLucidAwake

Ambulance Crash

I was riding in the back of the ambulance with a patient lying in the stretcher. The patient appeared to be boy about 12 years old. The patient looked like he was in good enough health and was sleeping soundly. I started looking through the patient's paperwork to learn about his past medical history and current diagnosis. While skimming through I noticed something mentioning multiple respiratory arrests. I looked back at the patient to double check his breathing and realized that he was not breathing at all.

I relayed this information to my partner and he said he would try to get us to the nearest hospital as quick as possible. He turned on the lights and sirens and increased speed. I pulled a bag valve mask out of a cabinet, connected it to oxygen, and began ventilating the child. My partner's driving soon became erratic. He was constantly weaving between vehicles and either slamming on the brakes or slamming on the gas. I quickly started to lose my balance and began stumbling across the ambulance and falling over.

I pulled myself back up off the floor and tried to get back to my seat to resume ventilating. As I started ventilating again, I heard the ambulance horn blare and felt the ambulance immediately take a very hard turn. I heard the tires of the ambulance screech loudly as I was forcefully held to the wall by g-forces. I realized that the ambulance had started to spin out of control and tried to reach out for something to hold on to. Suddenly I then heard the very loud booming sound of the ambulance crashing into something. The crash sent my body flying towards another wall head first. I woke up as I impacted the wall.

Renovating
I'm in my mom's city in the Netherlands. There are renovations going on throughout the whole city. I'm happy and feel like it's great that there's so much being done to improve the city. I'm in a street, where in this dream I eat all the time. I'm kinda tired of eating here all the time, I want to eat somewhere else. I use a scooter and am accompanied by two guys in a car. We enter a T intersection, coming from the right. Very last second, when I've almost crossed the intersection, we decide to turn left. It's kinda shady, dangerous and I nearly hit another scooter. I keep driving though. The other guy is not very pleased and comes after me for a bit. I drive off again while performing a wheelie. I do my best not to overdo it. I manage to keep in control. I'm nearing a bridge and decide to drive on both wheels again. It turns out to be a good decision, as the bridge is under renovation. A part of it is just gone and had I not seen a sign and stopped, I would've driven straight into the water, as there are no barriers.

Fertility clinic
I'm in some type of fertility clinic. I'm the only guy in a waiting room, together with a group of girls. The person who will lead the tour comes in. Somehow I know he's French Canadian. His English is good, though there may have been a slight French accent. He gives us a tour, showing us around some outdoor area with lots of pipes and tubes and such. It's all a bit dirty and it's abandoned. I wonder how this relates to the surgery. Surely they won't perform the surgery in such an environment. I have to duck to pass underneath a tube which is obstructing my path. I ask the 'tour leader' a question. It's one sentence and I asked it in Indonesian. I get a reply back. It's to do with in which direction to continue.

My friend Alif is present as well. We continue walking. I think at this point there's at least one other guy, who may be hitting on her for a bit in an obnoxious manner. We pass a building where Alif and I may have been before and she asks me if that building is that particular building. We start walking back, using a different route. We walk down some stairs and then past a point with spiders. Spiders that I've only ever seen in Indonesia. I go 'fuck it' and just go through the path.

We're in a living room situation now, with the whole group. I'm sitting on a couch. Alif is sometimes on the twin bed, sometimes next to it. She is topless by now. I find that surprising, considering that she is prudish. Her breasts are much smaller than you'd expect from having her seen with clothes on. I bet she uses a padded bra. At one point, while she is on the bed, her face has turned into that of another friend, Jacinta. I notice that it's different, but I don't end up performing a RC. The tour leader is performing a final briefing. In the mean time, there's another French Canadian sitting on the couch to my left. It's a man who I suppose is in his 40s. He's got a strong French accent and is telling me stories I don't find very interesting. It's to do with the Dutch involvement in certain central African countries during the colonial era. I spot some signs on the wall. The tour leader is clearly practicing his Indonesian, as he has written some translations to/from French on some cardboard on the wall. There's a different.. thing.. on the wall. A poster or something similar, with a text on it. It starts out in Dutch but switches over to English. It's a warning, presumably to black people, not to get on a boat. It's not mentioned, but I assume it is because they will end up as slaves. The tour leader gives the final price for the surgery. € 690, instead of € 800 something. Most of the girls start chattering and making sounds, because they feel like it's quite expensive. I was already very uncertain about whether I wanted to proceed with this, but now I'm certain I shouldn't. I mean, I'm single and I'm travelling a lot. That's no life to raise a kid. My friend Alif shouldn't do it either. She's practically a kid herself. I have shorts on and now I start looking for my pants. There's a pair of jeans nearby on the floor. Are those mine? Did I even wear long pants? There's a black leather wallet on top. I give it a peek and it's my wallet. Then it must be my jeans as well. I start putting them on, when one or a few spiders start appearing from the pants. I freak out and it wakes me up.

I have a FA and start typing out dream notes on my phone. The phone that I'm using during this FA is the one I recently bought in real life.

I see a guy showing off a bright yellow sports car and impressing everyone. I get hot and jealous, and somehow, lucid. I seize the nearest car and transform it iinto sports car after lifting it. I hold my foot on the accelerator and race against the yellow car driver. I win, and soon my car tranforms into a bizarre bycicle and with car goes my lucidity.

For some reason Mike got sick & has been for over 3 weeks. He NEVER gets sick but maybe some small 1 day event a year. I guess I finally caught it. He has a crazy good immune system where mine is almost non existent. My nose won't stop running & I have a fever. I've slept most of the day w/ horrible dream recall. Then I woke up to find I had to spend 3 hrs of dealing w/ the phone idiots over keeping my phone number while I changed carries over to my new iphone (which is really cool so far). I will comment on other peoples pages when I feel better but right now I just want to go back to sleep. I have yet to miss an entry since I began DV & I will continue to do that unless I just absolutely can't.