false awakening

This dream occurred just this morning. I'll only remember certain parts of it, and as for the other past dreams, I will post some of those shortly too.

We were on a trip to another school. Walking into the hallways, I thought about, or perhaps discussed, how science accepts some concepts while ignoring others. If religion wants to ignore gravity, thought someone, wouldn't that make their belief still true because they have faith?

Actually, I thought. We only perceive something as real if it is separate from the rest. What about the theory of changing gravitational constant over eons - also similar to the Variable Speed of Light Hypothesis - why does science ignore that? Why is evolution accepted but not the evolution of gravity? What about the reports of spiritual experiences? What was objective and what was qualia?

There was some kind of Super-ego theory, too.

Somewhere hours later, there was a thunderstorm. I woke up in my old bedroom, talking with my "biological mother", who supposedly was different from my mom in real life. It was 12:23 pm, time to get up.

We went on another tour of a school, sometime later in the day at 7:50 am, as the buses were leaving early. We walked inside with a bunch of high school students, me reflecting on the "dreams" I'd just had, writing them down in my all-purpose notebook.

A female friend of mine gave me a piece of cake on a plate. I tried cutting it a few times, but it was silicone, and seemed to disappear a little each time I cut it. I promised to get the cake repaired, but said, "this would be appetizing if it weren't silicone".

I woke up. It was 8:41 am. The previous day, I'd indeed talked to this female friend about shellac, and how it was secreted from the female lac bug, even in candy.

Dream; Semi-Lucid; Lucid; Memorable; 1-4 My Recollection;

Woke 7 am. WBTB x2.

3; First time: Flew in the dark through my backyard and went around the corner in friends window.

2; Second time: HS dream. I walked along the hall, it seemed more like nighttime which made me SL.
FA: In a crowded dorm partying, but I was younger by 10 years or so.

Last night before going to sleep I was meditating quite a while before passing out. I remember waking up a few times a night, but not remembering any of my dreams. Each time I tried a different technique but to no avail.
This morning I woke up several times and the last time I woke up before I got out of bed 11.30 was somewhere around 9.30-9.45. I tried to WILD (for the first time, actually) but I do not remember if the attempt was succesful. When I woke up and got out of bed there was two things that happened that often tells me I have dreamed; I had a sense of having been somewhere else and I had an old song in the back of my head which I was constantly humming.

This was disappointing to me, as it always is when I do not remember dreams. However, I suspect that I did become lucid without remembering it, 'cause I have this nagging feeling of standing somewhere under a deep purple sky and saying to myself that this is a dream, but the thought/feeling is too fleeting to be categorized and proved. The problem I'm often having with my lucid dreams are that once I become lucid I can't keep control and a false awakening occurs, or I just lose all vividness and the dream continues on without me remembering it.

At least I have identified my own problems and are working to solve them.

Color-coding: Non-lucid, Semi-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]
Bold text indicates a “dream within a dream,” meaning any dream scenes that followed after I dreamed of falling asleep

I wake up in my current bedroom. I can hear the couple who lives downstairs in the master bedroom arguing. The woman says something like, “I have to get up now and get ready for work!” I can't sleep with them arguing, so I decide, “Okay, I guess I'm up for the day now, too.” I get up and start trying to take a shower, but the hot water keeps turning cold because the woman downstairs is taking a shower at the same time. After I'm done, I'm still feeling so sleepy that I decide to go back to bed and try to get some good sleep while I still can. It's still only 4:15 AM, after all. So I get back into bed and go to sleep.

[All of the above paragraph was a completely convincing false awakening that I failed to catch. I've never heard the couple in question argue like that, plus, in the dream, the residents of the master bedroom were the parents of the girl who actually lives there in real life, and I thought nothing of it. :/]

I'm visiting EM and SM's house in Omaha [something I did in real life recently]. It's morning, and we're all getting ready to leave the house for the day. They have a gigantic, elaborate house [way bigger, fancier, and more high-tech than their real house]. While we're in the kitchen, SM says something like, “You haven't had a chance to eat today.” I answer, “I know. That's why I always keep bananas in stock.” I show her that I'm carrying a banana with me, which I intend to eat for breakfast. SM has an eyepatch over her left eye socket, with a cool outer-space vista on it. It's embedded into her skin, and I can see muscles twitching underneath it. It's kind of creepy.

We get outside the front door when I realize that I don't have any shoes on. I say to EM, “Could you unlock the door for me, so I can get back into the house? I'm not wearing shoes, only socks.”

EM takes out a door key and uses it to unlock a lock in a wall, which opens the front door. “The front door” consists of a zig-zagging wall of metal panels that cross a wide, concrete courtyard. The panels that are parallel to the house swing open, toward the house, when the key is turned; they're the doors. I go into the house and run up the stairs to the room where I'm staying, to get my shoes.

When I come back outside, I find SM sitting on something in the middle of the tall, light-green grass on the wide front lawn, waiting for me. She doesn't have her eyepatch anymore; both of her eyes are normal. [This is the case in real life.]

“Wait just a ding-danged minute here...” I say. This discrepancy has caused me to begin to suspect that none of this is real. To test whether I'm dreaming, I turn to face a low rock wall nearby and start walking toward it, willing myself to pass through it intangibly [something I know very well that I can do in dreams]. I find that I can't pass through it; I just bump into it normally. In the moments that follow, I'm very acutely and vividly aware of the world around me, of my own self-consciousness, and of the fact that I'm not sure whether I'm awake or dreaming at this very moment. [I finally started watching the TV series Awake a few nights ago, and this is what the protagonist experiences all the time, a fact which is reiterated at the beginning of episodes 2 and 3. That is so cool, that I got to experience that personally in one of my own dreams! ]

After another moment or two, I do realize that I am dreaming. [I don't remember specifically how or why.] By definition, that means that I am getting some good sleep now, I reflect gratefully. I smile and decide to enjoy myself here while I'm getting that restorative sleep I needed so much.

As usual, all I want to do is explore the dream world, so I start flying up and away from the house. I see SM's car driving away below me, and wave goodbye to her. From up here, I can see the entire city spread out below me, covering the gently rolling hills like a blanket, and it's very beautiful. It's also very windy up there. I think to myself: I've got brains in my head, I've got feet in my shoes, I've got levitation powers in my mind. I can steer myself any direction I choose. [This is a reference to the Dr. Seuss book Oh, the Places You'll Go!, from which one of my contacts in Omaha read a passage to a graduating class while I was there. Hmm. No idea why I thought of them as “levitation powers” instead of “flight powers.”] I try to fly into the wind, which is coming from my left, but can't find the strength to fight against it. I decide to fly with it instead. I think, Why not? When you're going bicycling, you'll probably choose to ride with the wind, if you have a choice.

I end up flying through a neighborhood filled with lots of cute little houses that line narrow, old, little streets that wind around every which way. [Just like in the real Omaha, or, at least, the neighborhood where EM and SM live.] Every front yard has big, tropical-rainforest-looking trees in it that reach across the street, forming the beginnings of a canopy, but not a very thick one. There are exotic, tropical birds in every tree. [Um... not at all like in the real Omaha. ] I fly along, following the streets and admiring the beauty all around me.

[Dreamskip - I don't remember getting from one locale to the other.] I'm still in Omaha, but now I'm in a gigantic, elaborate, multi-story library and bookstore. It has lots of glass walls and ceilings that let in the sunlight, and they're arranged in a square geometric pattern, just like this library. It's filled with lots and lots of shelves of books, and there are plenty of people walking around. I'm still flying to get around, instead of walking. I fly up from one level to another, in search of the section where the most popular books are kept. I want to check one of those books out, but I don't have a library card yet, so I'm limited to buying it. I definitely intend to get a library card when I move there, though. [True in real life, too.]

When I get to that section, I land and start walking. I'm looking for the second book in a series I'm reading. I have to think about it to remember which one it is. It's not the Twilight series; it's the Hunger Games series. [Which I haven't even started reading in real life, but I would like to.] I look through the neat, white, bright shelves and find the book I'm looking for. I pick it up and start walking away with it, reading it. There's a computer kiosk that beeps at me as I walk by. I look on the screen, and it has a written message directed at me, chastising me for cracking the spine on my book. Doing so somehow disrupted the operation of a pacemaker of somebody in the immediate vicinity. [I don't recall seeing that somebody there, though.]

I continue exploring the library, and decide I want to go down one floor, but I don't want to fly because there are lots of people around, and I generally try to avoid using any of my dream powers when there are people around to see me. [Yes, they are just DCs, but I always think like that in my lucid dreams anyway. I don't know why, but I do.] I see a wide, steep, carpet-covered ramp leading down to the level below me, and decide to roll down it.

[Dreamskip. I'm not 100% certain that I was still aware that I was dreaming in this scene, but I may have been.] I'm walking along a city street and see a restaurant that is closed. I'm disappointed to discover this, because it had belonged to my friends. I wander through it, looking at all the debris left in the abandoned building. I walk to a side entrance and go out through the patio, where I see that people have begun seating themselves at the patio tables. I realize that they must have seen me walking around inside the restaurant, assumed it was open, and sat down. I feel bad about it, but I start telling them, “Sorry, it's closed.” They get up and leave.

[Side notes: Heh. I love how my subconscious has turned Omaha into this perfect tropical paradise with an awesome library, a place where everything I saw around me was incredibly cool and gave me nothing but happiness and joy. Omaha really does have a gigantic central library, although it doesn't have that cool architectural design. That part came directly from the library at UC San Diego. I didn't go to school there, but EM did - a fact which I had consciously forgotten about until I told my mom about this dream later in the day. Hmm. Omaha also has a zoo that I didn't actually see, but that everyone tells me is pretty awesome. Okay, subconscious, I get the message: Don't give up on Omaha yet. You may still be able to find happiness there.]

I dont remember much. I was with a girl named Brianna. I know her in real life. She has a thick build, but still beautiful, ya know that perfect balance? She is very attractive. Anyways, apparently we were 2 years into a serious relationship. We were driving around going on errands. It was nice.

2010-04-11

This kind of dream really aggravates me, because when you wake up, you are so pissed off. It’s called a false awakening. I woke up at 7:00AM, and decided that I could use the 15 minutes before my family woke up to masturbate. As I reached for my PSP, I grabbed several books, including a short horror story book, which I have not read, nor do I own, for several years. Even in my dream, I knew that I did not own this book, but thought nothing of it. (HAD I PURSUED THAT, I WOULD HAVE PROBABLY ACHIEVED LUCIDITY! /SLAP OWN FACE) I thought it was wired that I couldn’t feel my dick during this time, and looked at my clock, which read 9:00AM. I scrambled out of bed, freaking out that my alarm had not gone off, or my family had waked me up. I finished my shower, and started to brush my teeth when I could hear a faint beeping sound. I thought it was annoying, but that it was just the shower pipes. The noise got louder and louder until I jolted out of bed, and looked at my clock which read 7:15AM, and my alarm was going off.

2010-04-15

I was running through my lawn, and tiny little spiders were everywhere. I was trying to get to my house, but every second I had to stop and try to remove the spiders from m clothing. They were crawling through my hair, and biting me on exposed flesh.

2010-04-17

Me and my International Business class were playing paintball in a wooden fort-ish environment. I stalker around picking people off, and waiting till only a few remained, but even though I had shot him, my teacher locked the trap door under me when I climbed a lookout tower. Then all the people I had killed were trying to push the tower over, with me in it. Finally it fell, and I was thrown out of it. I was kind of mad because they ruined the game, but didn’t really care. When we got back to school, somebody had planted a computer virus in the school network, causing all computers connected to yell “LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL” at maximum volume.

2010-04-29

I met and old friend of mine at the mall. His name is Greg, and I offered to drive him back to his place and say hi to his family. We had a little reunion with his family, because I haven’t seen them in a long time. His younger sister had a friend over, and she was my age. I immediately fell for her, and she for me. She was absolutely beautiful, with long brown hair, and her name was Amanda. Greg's family kept telling me every time she left the room to ask her out on a date, because she wanted to go out with me too. Unfortunately, my shyness seeps into my dreams from time to time, and this one was of those moments. She left their house that night, and I woke up.

2010-05-12

I was with a few people that I didn’t know, and we were defending what look like the map Rust from Call of Duty Modern Warfare 2, from an invasion of Protoss Zealots. We killed a lot of Zealots, and I woke up before we were overrun.

My second dream was me running through a misty swamp. This dream played out like a film, where I was watching me from a third person point of view. I was frantically searching for someone, and finally found a figure standing in the swamp. I remember a sense of relief when I found him, and put my hand on his shoulder. He turned around, and all that I can remember before waking up was a profound sense of terror from looking on the man’s face.

Dream; Semi-Lucid; Lucid; Memorable; 1-4 My Recollection;

I woke at 6am but slept till 11am.

1; Going back to sleep that long started the FA chain and it just kept going. "Oh I don't know I feel kinda dreamy," hand check, sure enough dreaming over and over. Don't remember what I actually got done in my lucid dreams, but it was at an enjoyed pace.

Bedtime: 2am
First wakeup: 7am
Final wakeup: 11am

Supplements: nothing

Had a false awaking, also 2 dreams, but kind of forgot 1 of the dream, so it more like fragment now maybe.

The dream:
My girlfriends orange cat (named Skorpan) was attacking me, he held his teeth in my hand and didn't let me go. It was on the bed, and I went up but he kept holding in and I shouted to him to get off.

The false awaking:
I woke up from bed and saw my girlfriend near the computer (as she had gone up to while I kept sleeping earlier). The bed was a meter away from the wall (as we not have it now). I told my girlfriend about the dream with her grandpa (the fragment I'd), but then I thought her grandpa is dead or something and was stunned with the words and changed my mind I wouldn't mention him.



And well, then I woke up for real and at first I layed in bed for a few seconds before I told my girlfriend I had another dream now about Skorpan.
She was asking me what other?
So then I noticed that it been a false awaking.

Non-Lucid part:
I'm a professional football player and I'm in a street near from the place where the players of my team stay. I'm walking and speaking with two of them. A helicopter passes over us and we start to smile to the camera. I say something funny and we laugh.
The dream scene changes and and playing soccer in a hall with a lot of DC's and one guy from a tv show that I like, he is known as "Bolinha" and he is wearing a jacker exactly like one that I have.
I make some wrong passes and lose some opportunities of making goals and Bolinha starts to complain to me. He continues to complain and do that for a lot of time. I get very angry and think "I know that I'm dreaming, I'm gonna punch Bolinhas' face right now".
I become lucid but the dreams starts to fade very fast. I wake up completely still and remember "my technique" of imagining my dream body moving in the first scenario that comes to my head, it works once again

Lucid Part:I "wake up" in "my bedroom" already looking to my brother's bed, but it's not there, there is a mat in its place. I'm always sure that I am dreaming, I decide to look at my hands and bingo. My right hand has about 15 fingers, like three little hands stuck in it. Now I'm sure that I am dreaming, I shout "Stabylize" and it works.
My room is on a strange house, the house is completely dark and my window is made of wood and is blocked by a wall.
I decid to pass trough the window, I can't do it at first, but I try again saying "pass trough" till I pass the half of my arms.
It was the only time that I felt so hard to pass trough a solid object.
I start to pass my head trough the window when it is half passed I start to fear the possibility of something coming from behing me. When my mouth gets covered by the window I feel like I can't say "pass trough" anymore and get stuck. I pull my right arm breaking the window and give up on passing trough it.
I decide to go to the other side, I start to fly fast and pass trough the other wall of my room, I see a window and finally get out from that house.
I'm flying over a soccer field that is near from my church in Catuji (Catuji is the city I used to live). Some kids are playing soccer there. For a while I think about taking their ball but I don't. I fly very fast now passing near from some eletricity wires. I see a big killer whale dead next to the field, its mouth is a little strange. I start to fly more erect to lose speed till I start just hovering in the air, then I wake up.

Dream Stats:
Went to sleep: 00:00am
Duration: ~20min (10 non-lucid / 10 lucid)
Woke up at: 8:30 am

Non-lucid Chain: W-vacuum-noodlephoto-funeralnotice-Claudia-$5buttdress-Rammsteinspikedhair.

Non lucid part:

Came back to add the non lucid stuff based on that ^^. It's my new form of remembering dreams when I'm still in bed, waking up now and then, so I don't have to actually get up and write in a jjournal, whereby waking myself up too much. I call it "Linking Dream Topics."

Ok the first and worst, the vacuum. I dreamed that I was at work, and I went to the meat department. I was looking for the ATL from seafood, oddly enough. And he was there. So I found him and followed him to the back of the meat department. Looked much different than in real life. It was huge and dark and deep and cavernous. As I followed behind him, I saw all kinds of strange devices, including a vacuum type apparatus that was used to suck out the eyeballs out of the lambs before processing the rest of the carcass. I remember seeing some eyeballs still in the clear tubes attached to the vacuum. They still had eyelids and some were still trying to blink somewhat.

Later, I had a dream that really seemed to be in Red River again. I remember walking to the end of one of those mountainous, dusty roads, and there was a huge trailer. It was a film developing studio. For some reason, I thought it was extremely cool that it was what it was, and went inside. It was full of asians, and one offered me a bowl of noodles while he developed my film (that I didn't know I had). Best. Noodles. Ever. I remember them being egg noodles, the lo mein kind that I saw them make on Sesame Street once. I remember tasting toasted sesame oil, and there was thai basil and other vegetables. The whole dish was reminiscent of thai curry. I was just going at it with chop sticks until the dream changed again.

Margaret from Highland Park finally kicked it, and I was supposed to write the eulogy. I kept procrastinating it until I saw other TLs at the graveyard, all complete with eulogy papers on their tombstones. So I stressed over writing one.

Then some stress about getting a dress. I could only use $5, but the dresses were $100 or more. Then Claudia was wearing one and her normally fat squarish butt suddenly looked really round and bulbous. And I thought on the fact that I never noticed the bouncy bulbousness, which was REALLY apparent under the thin fabric of the dress. Hoppity hop hop hop..

Dream changes to the Rammstein concert I went to in 2001, just 1 month after 9-11. I was amazed they let me fly from my El Paso gig to Dallas for the concert. In real life I met them, and in the dream I did too. Only this time, Til didn't cover his 'do. Me or someone said "Oh your spiky hair looks like a porcupine." And he had a gruff remark.

So I set my alarm to go off at 11:15am, because I had #DVA at 11:30. When it went off, I resigned myself to not having any lucids, and just hit snooze to sleep stress-free for 5 minutes. Then I had an FA and got up to go to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror at my teeth. There was an unusual gap in between them, like the tooth had gotten chipped a little. I have a tiny filling there in real life, so I thought maybe the filling got knocked out or something. I thought, damn.. I really need to make a dentist appointment and get this fixed. I touched the gap and little flakes of tooth(?) wiped away. I got worried, like maybe I was losing a chunk of tooth or something. But when I wiped it away completely, the gap was gone and my teeth were normal again. I was relieved, and stepped back from the mirror a bit to look at my whole reflection. My lips looked really weird now.. like just, not mine. Not the same size or shape or anything. So I said, waaaiiiit a minute, this is a false awakening! I looked at my eyes really close, and sure enough, the irises were milky green, and no pupils. So I left the bathroom went to the bedroom door, where Daisy and Bella were sitting there, looking up at me. They are NEVER in my room. I just said "Hey doggies" and they wagged their tails. So I left the room and started down the hall. I knew at this point that I only had a few minutes, because I knew I had hit the snooze button in real life, and it was only for 5 minutes. And I had no idea how long I was in the bathroom. As I went down the hall, it got darker, and one eye went blind. I lifted my hands and the other eye went dimmer. I just kept walking down the hall, waving my hands and clapping, but everything looked like a big brown out. I wasn't waking up, so I just kept going. FINALLY, I ended up in a livingroom that wasn't my house. But Chris was there, playing and watching TV. Everything was much brighter and stable. I knew I didn't have much time, and I was feeling randy as usual, so I started to leave to look for an adult. I felt for my stuff as usual, and at one point it turned into a foot temporarily, but I fixed it lol. Then I woke up from the alarm before attempting anything.

I should have just utilized those 5 minutes to attempt the TOTM, since I was right there at the damn mirror anyway. But I forgot about it. Balls.

(This is when I first learned about lucid dreaming. Before this, I just wrote down dreams about CHN).

I had a dream that I woke up from trying to lucid dream and was on the floor. I was telling my physics teacher about it for some reason. A carbon monoxide alarm was going off. I think I woke up from dreaming in that dream from something scary about chess. The mood of the dream was very forlorn.

I had a dream that a chick named rola switched place with Joe bloggs and woke up at 5:58. (I don't get it either. All I can say is that Joe Bloggs is the name of a generic student in an SAT prep book, and my sister and I made a bunch of jokes about him. Also, I think that "rola" slang for either "cool" or "song" in Spanish. I'm almost positive I saw a comment with that word on a Spanish music video that meant "cool song.")

1) WILD thinking about finding Katsuno or Atras. Pool area. Lucid. Yell out "Katsuno" to all the people. Same charged energy feeling my body as last time. Young man, brown haired? tells me that Katsuno normally doesn't usually like being outed in public. Introduces himself as KlausTech. Shake his hand. I call myself AnimusMessor149, correct myself. Say that 4 is pretty much the same as 7. He agrees with me and I ask C or K. He looks confused so i clarify that i'm looking for how he spells his name. Says it doesn't matter. Everyone in the pool area has been bound and gagged now, except myself. Klaus disappears. Turn around to find military types in navy blue uniforms. I believe they are armed with hand guns. Two police in gray outfits. I use tk to slash the military people and knock the heads of the police. Pick up a girl out of the water and carry her to solid ground. Start crying. Dead? Old theater teacher comes in (Room now looks like a living room with tv and carpet. She says she's now in mil-crime (military-crime). I giggle and say I like the word, though she seems surprised. Talks about love and how I don't use her as a contact for jobs. I counter by saying that seems exploitive. She talks about Captain Jack Harkness smoking pot.

2) WILD. Street with a bunch of friends. They race apparently to see who is my best friend. One turns around and gives up soon and the other runs on. The one who quit starts talking to me and I tell him to bug someone else. Stone buildings, market district-like street.

3) At a school somewhat like my high school. Outside alley area. Parked my car weirdly and at one end. Friends are around. I am lucid and using powers. Flight and phasing mostly. Being chased. Flight is controlled by the orientation of my head, either bolting straight up in the air, floating back down, or forward. Very serene. Dream skips and we're practicing energy work (One may have left). I see the energy as three motes of light. One's energy is compact while mine is large and unrefined. Get frustrated and stop. A friend's dad picks us up and drives us out. Gate covers an exit and I tell him he can't get past there but it open. My friend tells me I'll have to come drive my car back and get my phone in the morning. FA to me checking that my phone is nearby.

Another odd DEILDy-DILD. I say DEILD quite loosely alot, because they usually happen when I have a DILD straight out of a FA, followed by a chain of mini lucids. Only lately, I haven't had the chaining so much, so really it's just a DILD. But I like to think positive, and assume that it *would have been* a DEILD, that just got cut short after the initial lucid.

Great, now that I got all that cleared up I had another odd DEILDy-DILD early this morning. Danny went off to work at 5am, and I went back to sleep. I had an FA where I thought I woke up briefly when Danny used the bathroom and came back to bed. He seemed irritated by something, and came back to bed and rolled over to back to sleep in a huff. Then I realized we were on the wrong side of the bed, usually I sleep on the right, now I was on the left. I thought to myself, hrmmm... I could be dreaming. And didn't he just leave for work? I reached down and felt around, and sure enough, I had boy parts. I decided I wanted to fiddle with myself a bit, but I was worried about DC Danny waking up and being irritated. So I moved really slowly. There's also that eternal fear that any movement I make in my dream bed could be mirrored in real life. In retrospect I think it's ridiculous, but during the LD, the fear of moving for real and losing lucidity is sometimes too powerful. I need to break this habit. So I grabbed myself, and I felt an odd bulbous thing on the side of my thing. It felt like a small orange. I thought, I'll just smooth that right out, and I did. Then DC Danny moved a bit, like he knew what I was trying to do. So I tried to be quieter and more discreet. Again, it felt like it was someone else's thing attached to me, no real nerve endings or proprioceptors like in that last one. I just kept going anyway, until I either lost lucidity or woke up or both.

Non-Lucid part:
I'm in a big city, running with my brother in the streets in the middle of the cars in a very heavy traffic.

The dream starts to fade and because of that (I think) I become lucid, I wake up anyway, but I manage to stay still to try a DEILD. I just imagine my dream body running in that same street and in few seconds I'm there again, fully lucid.

Lucid Part:
I'm again running in the same street but my brother isn't with me anymore.
I remember of my actual main objective that is finding and/or talking to the Short Haired Girl
I stop running and go to the sidewalk. The first DC that I see is a woman in the entry of a construction site. I ask her if she knows where I can find the Short Haired Girl. She says that the girl is in the "Production Center".
I don't have a clue of what is that "Production Center", I don't remember of hearing anything like this before.
I ask the woman where is this Production Center and she points to the opposite side of the street saying "that way".
The woman is very slow and used to loose the focus very easily when talking to me.
I remember of seeing a men inside of the construction site that looked like the boss of that woman, and he wasn't appreciating that she was talking to me.
Talking to her was a difficult task at this moment, it was hard to let the words come out from my mouth and even to listen to what she was saying.
After the dialog I start going in the direction that she told me.
The dream starts fading out, I remember that the last time I tried to stabilize by rubbing my hands or touching the ground it didn't work, so I only put my hand in front of my eyes and take a nice look of them till the dream get vivid again, it works very well and the dream is even more lucid and vidid that before, but the scenario is completely changed from that big city to a small village.
I continue going in the same direction I was going before see a car stopped there with a boy and a woman standing near of it. Both are blonde, the boy was about my and has an "emo bang" over his face. I assume that the woman was his mother.
I go in direction of them and ask the boy if he knows where is the Production Center that I am looking for, he says "I don't know" but his mother points another direction and says "I think that it is that way", I thank her and say "goodbye".
I start walking in this new direction and a group of 3 boys passes by my right side.
One of the guys seems to be the same guy I saw before.
I say "guys!" intending to tell them that that was a dream, but change of idea cause it wasn't my objective.
They just turn and continue walking in front of me in the same direction I was going.
I scream again "People!", they only look in the 3rd time that I scream. I jump really high over them doing a somersault.
They say things like "OMG, it was incredible / I never saw anybody doing anything like that". Now we four are walking together till we get to a fence.
I jump again over the highest wire of the fence and use its elasticity to push me into the air very high and do another somersault.
When I'm in the floor again they say the same things they said before.
One of them tries to climb the fence, but with much difficulty.
The dream starts to fade and I woke up again, but once again I was able to stay still and tried to do the same I did before, I imagined running in the scenario, but I wasn't able to imagine the same scenario I was before, the only image that was in my head was the image of my bedroom, I decided not to force imagining another scenario and risking to wake up, so I imagined a treadmill in the place of my bed and imagined me runing over it, everything fades and I experience another FA

FA:
I wake in my bed with a very loud noise goind around, a mix of stone crusher and broken washing machine.
I look at my hands, 5 fingers. I stand up and look at my hands again, 5 fingers yet. There is a table in the place of my brother's bed with a VCR and a Clock Radio, both showing the time, but one is different of each other and it gives me that thought "It's a little strange". I go in the direction of the door to see what was making such noise, but before opening the door I think "I'm gonna do a last RC" and try to fly. Bingo, I fly to the ceiling but can't pass trough it, so I come down again.
When I'm coming down the room is not the mine anymore, but it's really like my uncle's bedroom.
When I get to the floor again, a friend is using the computer. I ask him if he knows where the Short Haired Girl is.
He says "Friend, don't involve with this people". I ask him why but he doesn't say a thing.
I ask him if he believes in Lucid Dreams. He says no, cause it's impossible to 2 people meet each other in the dreams.
I tell him that I'm the one that is dreaming, and he is not real. I ask him to remember me that I'm dreaming everytime he see me again.
I'm a little sad about that because he never appeared before in my dreams, so its not much probable that he will appear and remember me that I'm dreaming, but I'm hopeful anyway
Aparently he accepts what I ask for. I remember that I wanted to fly trough the ceiling to see my neighboor from above and I do that. I fly up but my hands don't pass trough the ceiling.
I say "Pass trough" and it works. I'm in the upper apartment. It's completely empty so I decide to do the same thing again and get out from the building, and so I do saying "Pass trough" again while passing trough the ceiling.
I don't appear over the building but near to my grandma's house in my old city.
I try to reinforce my petition to my friend but before I could talk to him an aunt of mine appears and gives me a flick on the nape. When I'm trying again to talk to my friend my dog Ruck appears and walks near to me.
My dog died less than 2 months ago, I am 19 and had him since I was 5, so I really loved him. Ruck is very old in the dream. Just to take note, during the dream I knew the he was still dead, but I became very happy anyway, because I wasn't near when he died so I couldn't see him for the last time.
I caress his head just for a while and go back on saying to my friend again to remember me that I'm dreaming when he see me. After talking to him I go back to Ruck and say some times "Younger" till he gets younger like he was in his 3-4 years old.
After that the dream fades and I wake up very happy and don't even try to go back to the dream, it was awesome like it was and I didn't want to risk forgeting anything.

Dream Stats:
Went to sleep: 00:00 am
Duration: ~30min (5 non-lucid / 25 lucid)
Woke up at: 7:30 am

Weening off 5-HTP.

So since the kids are out of school, I set my alarm for 6:55am and 7:15am, as if it were just another school day. Danny came home off his night shift at 7:15 as usual, then went to take a shower. I fell asleep before he got back, for which I am glad. This usually sparks the biggest FA/lucid opportunities for me. Because he doesn't always work night shifts when I'm off. So I'm not always trying to get to sleep when he takes an early shower. The point I'm making, when he comes back to bed after the shower, I'm not sure if I'm dreaming it or not, so it's an excellent opportunity to try and determine if I'm having a false awakening or not. So....

Danny comes back to bed and lies down. I turn over to look at him, and he's looking at me with the most ridiculous smile. Not a, "Hey baby, you want to?" smile.. more like a "My face is frozen in The Joker expression" smile. I just kinda touch his face and push his head down on the pillow. He just obliges and lies back, staring at the ceiling with the same creepy expression. If only I could screencap these things for him. Anyway, I was filled with that temporarily disorienting feeling of "I'm dreaming!" and went through my usual thing of carefully getting out of bed, feeling every movement to make sure I wasn't getting up for real, losing lucidity and therefore ruining the dream.

Here's where things get odd.. I don't remember losing lucidity and getting it back, but I must have, because the next thing I remember is being in the backyard of an unfamiliar house. It was nighttime and winter.. lots of snow on the ground. But I didn't appear here instantaneously.. I feel there's a gap in my memory. Only thing I can think of is I lost lucidity, then DILDed and got it back, but forgot reattaining the lucidity. So weird. Anyway, it was so beautiful out, and clear. The air was still, and quiet. There were two old fashioned lamp posts, one on my right, and one on my left. And there was a full moon to my right, occasionally disappearing and reappearing from behind tall, black pine trees. Then I heard a horrible sound, like some flying predator diving and screeching, grabbing its prey, then returning to flight. There was so much flapping and unholy animal like screeches. I was lucid so I wasn't scared, just really curious! I stepped off the porch onto the snowy ground, and looked to the sky. It was hard to see because it was so dark, but I could make out something really high up, with giant black wings, that reflected the cold blue moonlight. I just knew it was a Ring Wraith on a fell beast. I screamed "NAZGUUUUUUL!!!!!" and it swooped down near me, then back up into the air again. I was filled with the excitement and desire for it to swoop down and grab me with its claws, then take me flying to god only knows where. I kept screaming for it, and it kept swooping down close to me so I could see it, but it never took me. I started to get blind in one eye again (I think disappointment triggers lack of clarity in my LDs.. just a hypothesis). But I noticed that it helped if I stood in such a way that the trees blocked the moon and the lamp posts. I lifted my hands to where I could see both of them, and I began snapping my fingers back and forth. I did that because I wanted to incorporate at least 3 senses in my stabilization technique: seeing, feeling and hearing my fingers snapping. Things got really clear again, but I woke up right after.