A Strange and Nonsensical Adventure

Recall was a bit iffy today. I think it was because I was too lazy to write down my dreams as soon as I woke up...

0100 - Something about fish?
0240 - There's a forum type website where they implemented a feature about sleep or dreaming. Some of the members commented on it and tested it and they added some of their suggestions to the features as well.

After waking up the second time, I tried to WILD but couldn't relax enough. Then I tried to just go to sleep, but I couldn't. :/ I stayed like this until I finally managed to WILD for a few minutes. It felt like my body was either floating up or sinking down.

0443 - As always, started in my bedroom. The bed was bigger than usual, and the room seemed emptier. My brother E was there, saying something or smirking (or both). I was lucid from the start, so I told my brother to get out of my room. I then turned to my balcony doors. I could see that the side railings were there, but not the balcony itself. That convinced me that I was dreaming (you can never be too sure). I'm unsure how I stabilized, but it was probably by saying "stability now" and "clarity now" like last time. This dream was definitely more vivid and real than the last two.

I leapt out of the balcony opening and tried to fly. It was wobbly and hard to control at first, but I managed. I flew for a while and the ground underneath me turned into a green landscape with trees and lakes and grass. I flew over a big lake and over/through some trees, and I saw them vividly. I then landed and tried to create fire, but nothing happened (I tried imagining the crackling of the fire and it winding around my arm, but nothing worked). I also talked to a random guy who was sitting on the grass. At some point during the dream I felt like I needed to go to the bathroom but since I was actually in bed, I didn't risk it. I eventually lost control and the dream turned into something parodying the opening of "the Suite Life of Zack and Cody" where I was the character the camera was following. As I approached another DC, however, I suddenly became aware of my body back in bed, and I woke up.

Tried WILD from 0633; eventually just slept from 9 to 11 (yikes!)

(Part 2/2)

0833 - I find myself in my bedroom and I might be lucid from the start, but I do the nose plug RC anyway and it works. I go try to stabilize the dream by rubbing my hands and looking around and saying "Stability now." After it seems like it's more stable, I say something related to glasses, "Clarity now" or "Clear vision" and the dream becomes less blurry. I head toward the glass doors of the balcony and think "step through glass" but I can't, so I back up and try again. The balcony vanishes at some point, and I eventually get through the glass. The outside of the house, which either is one of those white and gold stone mansions or a brick red one (or just a very big house) is clear, but the surroundings are very weird looking. Some part of the house or the surroundings look like they're wobbly sketches and/or drawings, and the sky is gray/blue and featureless. I fly around and try to change the surroundings. As I swoop down towards some structures on the ground, I think of trying the November TOTM but I end up circling back to the room where I started.

Then the dream yanks me in another direction, and I can't control it. Eventually it turns into a dream where I was (or was watching) a guy in an RPG like game. There was a minimap on the screen (wherever that screen was; it popped up randomly as I wandered around) depicting where I was. The guy did something in the room, and then went to this graveyard place where he stood in front of a grave and talked. The screen was narrating his actions at the point, like "A went to the graveyard. He was blah blah blah..." (That wasn't what it said, but I don't remember what it did say) On the arch over the entrance to the graveyard, there were emails and links, etc that I briefly wondered about and thought about googling (though I can't because I don't remember them). I also copied the words in the narration, thinking that I could put them in my dream journal, but then I realized that the laptop wouldn't have the data when I woke up. The guy left the graveyard after a while, and the scene changed.

(I think I lost lucidity here, but it was hard to tell since all I was doing was observing) The guy woke up surrounded by people who knew that he was having a dream. I got the sense that they were from a forum. He talked about it and answered questions from the people, one of whom had a recorder with them. When the guy found out that, he was thankful and replied that he never remembered what he said on the spur of the moment. The dream he had was apparently about his pony/dog and how it was hurt. He remembered someone doing horrible things to ponies or dogs (e.g. beating them up) a long time ago. One of the people asked him if his grandma was the culprit in the dream, and the guy said that she couldn't be, because there were two old cars in the driveway (he mentioned their brand names), one of which was his/his grandma's while the other must have been the culprit's. Sometime after all of this I woke up.

Dream fragment: Earlier, I had a dream involving a forum with a colorful website. The forum may or may not have had anything to do with lucid dreaming.

(Part 1/2)

0500 - Some other friends and I are riding trains through three countries. The last country is Italy, and one of the others may have been France. It was probably a weekend, because as we were traveling, T mentioned how I wasn't going to be able to finish my homework. I thought of Mr H and how I didn't have him anymore for history. The thought of homework filled me with that "ugh" feeling, though, so I stopped thinking about it.

In the second country or so, I was on the platform with several other friends. We were trying to get on the train, but we were on different platforms. I leaped from one to the middle platform and thought how much easier it was now that I was older and bigger/taller. But then I tried to leap to the last platform and fell/got hit by a train. It seemed like I "respawned" in the same area, at pretty much the same time. We eventually succeeded in hopping around and getting on the train.

After the second station/country, before me and T got to Italy, a taxi came and most of the group left in it, leaving me and T behind because we couldn't fit. I motioned with the thumb-and-pinky finger gesture (the one that means "call me") that they should give me a phone number so we could stay in contact, but they didn't understand me and just left. Me and T ended up taking another train to Italy, because we didn't know where they were going.

The trains are occasionally filled with homeless and smelly people lying down on the seats covered with blueish blankets. In one of the trains in Italy - a sleek and gray thing, sort of similar to NYC's trains - there were several cars just filled with the homeless. We wandered around two of these cars before leaving (I apparently was expecting one of the homeless people to tell me if the seats across from him were dirty. Nearby was a guy dressed in a suit) and finding out that the train was part of the 'ghost network' (as labeled on a map nearby on the platform), which meant the trains were made of souls/ghosts coalescing into a semi solid material (how I knew that, I have no idea).

The alternative, which was for normal humans, was near the front of the platform, and looked like it was underneath a guillotine/chopper like object, which were horizontal supports on the ceiling. The train itself was not a train, but several metal platforms chained together into a line, with little to no handholds/barriers. We didn't want to get on, because it seemed highly suspicious and would probably end up killing the passengers, but we had to move for some reason. I led the way, jumping past the train and onto the beams near the top of the entrance, past which were stone stairs leading down to a wide space (a station-like area?). We jumped to the rafters or the stone/metal supports that made up the top of the hall - for a moment it felt like I was going to fall or crash into the supports painfully - jumping and running and jumping. I was continually casting powerups, etc. One point, T nearly slipped and fell, but I grabbed her by the leg and hauled her back up.

We took off our shoes and continued running along just in socks. On the wall there were screens showing facebook-like posts and comments, one of which involved doing badly on tests and LH. Next to my replies, it showed what I really typed then erased and sent. That part involved some text like "CLACK CLACK CLACK CLACK S H E", the clacks standing for backspace, with your original message without edits underneath. It also said "you're seeing this because you typed this."

Near this part, T and I backed up against a wall/slanted support so that T was bracing against the support and I was somehow pushing off of her. (I think my position looked like the one you use in swimming when you're pushing off the wall.) I had wings, so after I pushed off, I swooped around with my wings some more, until they timed out and I started dropping. I'm not sure what I did when that started happening, but I woke up afterwards.

Ms S, my English teacher, is the instructor. We are (re)learning how to use these giant spinning glass spheres. You go inside and you either use the controls (not sure if there were any) or you somehow use your body to move it. The spheres go around and rotate from one side of the tunnel to the other (like an upside-down U). The spheres spin as well.

In the beginning I had one arm hanging out of the sphere and I was going to fix that, which I did, because it was dangerous and I felt like my left arm could get cut off any moment. Somehow it slips out again and Ms S comes over to tell me that I can't have my arm like that. I say something along the lines of "yeah, I know, I was just going to fix it" and I do. T and possibly C are also there.

I explain stuff to newbies and some understand and Ms S says that I'm really good with kids because they understand me, and I'm like "well I have to understand the thing first, which is saying something..." T says that she used to be able to go faster (prob in the AP course or something, I used to take it too).