lucid

Note: My plans for this night included meeting MoSh to have another dream in a Harry Potter world, and I also had plans to meet up with Tigress and have a dream about fighting zombies. Unfortunately, my recall is just barely on the happy side of CRS (Can't Remember Shit). So after the dreaming, all I have to show for it is these fragments. I was spontaneously lucid in both of these, or maybe I just don't remember becoming lucid.

Hogwarts 2000 Race
I am with MoSh at Hogwarts… we are all outside on the hill that we were at when we practiced our patronuses. MoSh, Asuka, Harry, Ron, and Hermione are there with me. Ron is being really rude, he is saying he doesn't want any filthy Slytherins here, Hermione is telling Ron how immature he is being, so shut up. Ron finally shuts up about me being there, then MoSh is wanting to have some kind of competition with Harry. After a bit of discussion they end up deciding on a race. So we all go into the castle to fetch some brooms, Harry says unless MoSh has his own broom, they can both use school brooms so it would be even. MoSh summons a broom, Harry gets his Nimbus 2000, and we go back to the hill. The course is set, and they both take off. Ron wants to go up on a broom of his own to watch the race from a better view, Hermione is apparently afraid of heights, I decide to see what it feels like to be riding a broom, so I summon one and fly up with Ron to watch Harry and MoSh race. The two of them are racing along the agreed course, and they seem to be pretty close, but then MoSh apparently decides the broom is more of a hindrance than a help. Harry does a double take as he sees MoSh's broom fall, yells out MoSh's name, apparently thinking MoSh is falling, then pulls a very good Homer Simpson (staring with a blank expression on his face) as he sees MoSh continue flying without the aid of the broom. Harry continues the race, but now MoSh is going faster than he was before, and Harry is already behind. So the distance between them only grows until MoSh crossed the finish line. I land next to MoSh and Hermione, Ron is also pulling a very good Homer Simpson, he is still floating in the air on his broom. Hermione is congratulating MoSh on his win, but she stops mid sentence when she sees he has no broom… now she is pulling a very good Homer Simpson with the others.

Resident Evil: The Dark Side
I am with Tigress in an abandoned looking town that reminds me of Silent Hill, though it reminds me of Silent Hill on the lighter side. There is a lot of fog and stuff, but aside from being a bit dark and dreary, it is a normal looking small town. Tigress and I are looking through the town, we both have an array of weapons strapped to us, I know we are looking for zombies. I hear the sound of gunfire and turn to see Tigress has taken out a zombie. I blast a zombie off to my left with my shotgun as it comes out of the space between two of the buildings. Tigress and I continue exploring the place, but then things begin to change… I hear a strange noise, a sort of squishing noise like might be heard when pulling something out of the mud… or maybe the sound that might be heard from a swarm of bugs and maggots in a pile of rotting flesh… I know that is gross, but I don't know how else to describe the sound… Along with the sound, the surroundings are changing. The buildings are actually decaying, the tops of them are getting covered with a gross looking green stuff that looks like mold, which is spreading down the buildings. As the buildings decay, several of them start to collapse. The mold stuff spreads to the ground and across it, leaving a really gross looking surface. And as the decay spreads, so do the zombies. Not just a couple, but lots of them, so many of them. Tigress and I are firing our weapons on rapid fire now, a shot gun is too slow, I choose a different weapon and start cutting them down. We are completely surrounded by zombies, but if we can't hold them off, we will take a shitload of them with us!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

22:30 GMT

Group trip on a van
(Potential SD)--> I was interacting with some group in a van. Like a 9 seat van. I was outside of the van but talking with some guy sitting in the middle row. He is handing me over something. I think there are two girls by his side, but anyway he was in the middle seat. He had a very strong and sexual presence and I felt both intimidated and attracted to him. Then he tells me to hand over or say something to the guys on the back row, so I slide the door to see who's there. At first it’s undefined. I just notice some younger girl near the door but the other people are not yet clear to me. But as I focus, the person in the middle becomes Marco Polo, my ex-boss, ex-crush. Behind him is a guy from the board of his organization. I’m doing whatever I was instructed to do by the other guy and it puts me in a position power towards Marco Polo. He looks me in the eyes and I see he hasn’t forgotten me and he is hoping I also still nurture feelings for him, so I ease the whatever pressure I’m putting on him. I look cold and distant, like he doesn’t mean anything to me anymore, but inside I feel glad that he misses me. I ask them to get out of the van, which they do but he is using his diplomacy and charm to try to soften me. He asks me if I know about the latest project his office is working on and I say no, that I read their newsletter regularly, but either haven’t read the last one or I just missed the news. But I don’t show any interest in knowing anyway. Then the other guy that gave me whatever mission I was accomplishing was also outside the van and we go arm-in-arm guiding the group to some place. It’s some sort of company building and I can only tell it’s in Japan, because they ask us to take off our shoes and put them in a locker they have in the lobby. I had just picked some brochures from the front desk trying to figure out what this place was. I noticed they were written in Portuguese but before I manage to read anything the lady guide really pushes us to take our shoes off. I tell her I worry my feet might smell and she says there’s nothing to worry because they have refreshing wipes in the toilet room for cleaning the feet. Much better.

00:30 GMT

So much wrong put together
At some house with some guy, my dad’s friend I think. This guy is abusing me, he pulled my pants down and he his touching me. I don’t know how I allowed it to happen, I just was there in the middle of it when I became aware of it. My dad comes in exactly on that moment and sees it. Unfortunately he seems to be more embarrassed that I’m half naked, than with the fact this guy is abusing me. The guy loses his grip so I run and cover my body. The guy then leaves and my dad goes to sleep. I play with the dog. To my horror I notice that the dog has his jaw dislocated and I go wake up my dad to take the dog to the vet. But then my cat is also in the picture and I find out he just broke my dad’s chess marble pieces he kept under the bed. He says I must discipline the cat and then I see more broken pieces. On his bedside table I find a particularly weird object – a crucified Buddha - beheaded by the cat.

02:00 GMT

Book of memories
On my way to some classroom (not in school anymore, something for adults) but I want to arrive there flying to impress everybody. Inside the classroom I see Benny, a co-worker with whom I have a communication problem. I want to use the opportunity to break the ice, but I chicken out and first go to toilet. Inside it I enter the first toilet compartment, but I almost can’t move inside so I get out and try the next one. Better, but then I’m being pressured by some lady who’s also in need to use it. Back in the classroom I see some books that were left on a table – I guess related to our class – and I find one which includes a detailed report from a camp retreat where I was as a child. The date on it is 1995, but I know it was even before that, more likely 1991. As I go through it and see the pictures I am immediately transported to those days and I relive the events. Then I realise this book is from Nighthawk. I didn’t even know he was around. I ask him why he has that book and if I can keep it. It includes group pictures where I appear and it’s both embarrassing that others see it and I would also like to have it for myself as a souvenir. But he says no, he won’t give me the book. He knows how much this upsets me.

Daycare lady
On a bus or train with my BF and with my cat on my lap. My BF wants the cat to get fresh air from the window, but I say this is no dog and he might jump out, so I actually ask everybody to close the windows that are open. Some people only then notice I have a cat with me and come to cuddle him. One of these persons is Dulce, a lady that took care of me in the daycare when I was a kid and that keeps showing up in my dreams. I never spoke to her on dreams before, so this time I say hi. As I say hi, she seems to notice me also for the first time and makes a big smile and asks me what have I been doing all these years.

5:00 GMT

A mystical surreal painting
I just remember the dream from when I became lucid. I was at a empty room, with a big window with no glass. Outside is a golden light shimmering through the leaves of a tree. I decide to sit to meditate and there’s a pillow right there in the middle of the empty floor. I sit but I don’t feel comfortable. I ignore that and focus on visualizing a Buddha I'm supposed to visualize. I face the naked wall, so it becomes easier than on previous occasions. I see his contours starting to form on the wall, like an ethereal coloured outline. But never a solid figure. Suddenly it becomes a ball of light that hits me and knocks me down. I have this freefall sensation I get when I am falling from the dream but I hold on and I get back in. Once again facing the wall, I visualize this Buddha but his outline figure gives rise to a painting, a perfectly drawn, detailed and clear surreal painting. I feel so surprised that I try to memorize it in all details. I go from the centre to the left and then right trying to memorize the figures, the tones and the words written on it, but it’s not easy. It’s in beige and mocha tones. In the centre a bit tilted to opposite sides are the Pisa Tower and the Eiffel Tower. On the side are the names of European cities, like Paris, Rome, etc. Below a giant pair of eyes and this is landed on a flat terrain with a sea on the left. On the right there are buildings and people, like scenes from an urban landscape and on the left facing the sea is Obélix a bit slender than usual and Astérix with a donkey’s head and wings, hovering above the floor. There’s a black guy in the first plan and on some rocky island in the middle of the sea are some nymphs with wings. Sparse along the picture are what seem to be random words, which I tried to memorise, but forgot. I woke up before I got to memorize all the details.

Doing Reiki to my mom
(FA)--> I slide in again but I get convinced that I woke up for good, because I “woke up” on my bed on side position as I had fallen asleep and I do a RC to confirm. I conclude I’m still dreaming. On the bed by my side is my BF, but as usual he is just to inside the dream and kind of dragging me down. I almost wake up again but I hold on and find myself lying down again on the bed. (FA)--> Once again I do RC just to be sure and I find out I am still dreaming. I get up and realise this time I’m not in my room, but in my mom’s. I see her on the bed. She woke up and I go to her side and tell her this is a dream and ask her if I can do Reiki on her. She is again not believing me this is a dream but she agrees with the Reiki. She turns belly down and as I channel energy to her body I wish and visualize that all illnesses and bad energies are cast away, that all obstacles to her health and life are removed. But I strange that I’m not feeling any actual energy flowing, so I decide to do an experiment. I ask her for her flask of vitamins she has on her bedside table and she hands it over to me. I try to energize the pills so they become more powerful and they start moving fast inside the flask as if stirred in a washing machine. It’s so crazy to watch. I try to channel energy to objects and that’s what happens to all of them. So I go back to her and do more Reiki, confident that there is energy flowing, but she is very quiet, as if she fell asleep and then she totally faded away, leaving only the clothes behind. I guess she probably woke up, into the RL. I also slip into waking up, but then slide back in. I find myself in some place with other people, like the empty room where I was first lucid this night, but now is full of people and there’s some event going on. I don’t feel interesting in whatever it is taking place so I decide to keep working on my chi. I remember I did a kamehame in some dream before, but now I want to do it in a serious, non-cartoon like version. Just projecting the chi, not balls of fire. So I target objects that are around in the room and I try to knock them down with chi projections. After a while, the objects started to shake, hit by something, but none actually fell. The blasts were too weak. I felt disappointed and thought that at this pace, I will never actually be able to do this in RL, if not even in dreams I master it.
I fly through the window, pass by the tree branches of that tree I had seen before through the window, but on the ground a guy I know, Fernando, is calling me. I stop and ask what’s up and he introduces me to some geeky guy he says needs a tour around the town. I agree to do it, just so he would let me go. From above the tree I see a fantastic landscape with green hills and valleys. The sun is already setting and it is becoming dark, but on top a hill I see a flat garden and decide to land there to sit a bit more and continue meditation. But when I arrive there, some blond lady jumps from out of nowhere and tells me this place is closed and I must come back during the day. Then I woke up for good.

7:00 GMT

NOTE: Good news is my mom felt the effects. I asked her once again if she had anything to tell me and she just said "I don't recall any dream, but at 3 am I went to sleep full of pain in my shoulders and at 6 am I woke up so refreshed and inspired!" She wrote a 5 pages letter between 6 and 7 am, which she was delaying for about a year (delicate issue with a friend) and she said the words just came out flowing like a river, with no hesitation or corrections. Good for her! Then I told her about my little experiment, she was thrilled and asked me to do some more

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

30/11/10 I was with 2 people following a “case” we were trying to weed out a traitor in our midst. This all of a sudden means we have to climb a big building and we are looking at people coming down the sides. Although I am lucid at this point I am not able to comprehend that I am able to fly up there, primarily because the plot seems to be oriented around the Dresden Files. I soon figure out by way of my companion pointing out that Morgan Freeman, the other companion previously, has managed to reach the top of the building without getting caught by the bad guys climbing down. Right so I have my traitor and I figure the most prominent way to reach the top of this buidling will be with a spell. I point my hand to the ground and shout Forzare! and I fly massively high into the air. Already as I am on the way up I remember that I tend to have a problem with falling down, I don't freaking like it! However the fact that I am conscious about my fear hitting me, before it actually does so, means I am prepared for it and can control it. I manage a solution which partially means using the same spell, with less juice, to control my decent and partially turning into a giant of obscure proportions. I land on the roof top and Morgan Freeman, the traitor is ridiculously small compared to me. Damn I think, however this seems to be a tad premature as I actually do manage to shrink in size, with considerable less effort than what I have tried before. The only problem is that Freeman sees a way of loosing me by shrinking as well and after. So I stand there for a bit increasing the size and animation, from what is best described as a jelly bear, to a fully functioning version of the man, backwards and forwards. Which although it actually was entertaining to watch, was frustrating as hell because I couldn't keep him large.

I give up and fly out of the window without breaking it. I feel relieved as I have that amount of control available again plus the fact that I have managed to reduce in size and actually demonstrate some form of control over something external to me, something I am not normally too great at. I fly around for a bit until I can feel the dream slipping a bit, but I can't manage to stabilise it. However I have a false awakening as I fall out of my bed and can hear myself talking. I notice that my flat mate can hear me again, but he shrugs it off, because he knows I am dreaming (Here is another great lucidity miss, just coming out of a lucid state, I am aware I am talking in my sleep and I know my flat mate is aware that “I am just dreaming”, yet I don't become lucid again) I wake up soon after.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

01:00 GMT

Harassed at a temple
I am visiting some new place. There’s a temple and pyramids and on this temple I recall seeing carved in stone what seems to be the Pokémon balls (I don’t know the name of the devices, ‘cause I don’t watch the series). I’m resting, sitting on the floor against a pillar, on a platform on the top of a tall staircase with a view to a square – actually it reminds me of the Inca or Aztec kind of pyramid temples, with view to a central square. A guy comes from behind me and he’s harassing me, trying to seduce me, but I know he is up to no good. Luckily there’s some other cute guy around with whom I decide to stick to get rid of the other and we leave together. Then some scene where I’m drinking coffee and writing a story for a newspaper.

04:00 GMT

Coming home
Coming to my mom’s home by car, with my dad on the passenger side. I am hoping to find my neighbour Carla but she doesn’t show up. There aren’t parking spaces available, but a neighbour who was just looking through the window (I think) came downstairs and parked his car better so we could also park.

7:00 GMT

Leaving a friend's house
I was at a nice home with some friends, maybe someone’s birthday party, but I was actually staying there for a few days already, when my mom and BF come to get me. I was surprised, like they came too early, so when I am at the door to go I remember I have left things behind, so I run back to a room where I was and see some of my clothes lying over the bed and some tupperwares with food. I gather all the food in one Tupperware and some guy who’s in the same room, looks disgusted that I’m doing that over there. I couldn’t care less about his feelings, but then the dream starts to shift and I realize I am dreaming. I almost wake up, but hold on to the flow of images passing by.

Healing a friend and a confirmed shared dream
I held on to the passing imagery and I entered a new dream lucid. My first thought was “Is this a WILD or a DILD?”, because I wasn’t really sure if I had woke up somewhere in the transition. But now in retrospective, I don’t think I did and I think it was a DILD.
So the dream was an amazing Alps landscape. I fly and sit on top of a stone wall, with a view over the mountains and the green valleys. I start focusing to meditate but the wall starts to shake and some stones break apart. I almost fall and I almost wake up, but I remember I can hover, so I do that. I decide to sit back on that wall and hang on no matter what. Nothing will distract me from my intent. The wall shakes violently, like shaking me off and breaks apart and as I fall, I feel I’m being sucked by the dream and I am pushed through a succession of sceneries, violently thrown against walls, cars, trains and everything you can imagine. I keep still, I don’t lose focus and I meditate, hovering through this fast motion attack. Then all stops and I am standing in front of a mirror. I see my image reflected on it and don’t know exactly what to do. I should have continued focused, just meditating, but I remember there’s something I actually want to do. I want to visit Isabel and do something for her. She is a friend who is dying with cancer. So I cross the mirror but this time (lesson learned from last failed attempts) I picture she is right on the other side, no need to go through tunnels or worm-holes to get there. I cross and the only strange effect I feel is that the other side is upside down, so I fall with my head down in the other side of the mirror. The light is a bit dim, but I figure I am in an hospital. Looks quite nice, all the walls are glass and I have panoramic view. This building is in a valley surrounded by high snowy peaks. Looks like the Alps again. It’s still dark, like dawn. I see her in a bed just on the right external corner of this room. She looks sleepy and very skinny and weak. Much more than how I saw her last time in RL. I hold her hands, kiss her hands and kiss her in the cheek. She is happy and surprised to see me. I tell her I want to try something and ask for her permission. She says “Sure”. She gets up and sits on a chair by the side of her bed. I summon and try to visualize the Medicine Buddha coming to heal her and for some time nothing happens. I am getting desperate but then I see a blue star shining bright in the night sky outside. I focus on it and I notice it becoming bigger and moving. As it moves to the right in the sky, all of a sudden makes a U-turn and accelerates in our direction. As it comes closer I can distinguish a translucent blue entity. I don’t recognize a traditional Buddha shape though, but I’m open to whatever it is that is coming to meet us. Then it just crosses the glass wall in high speed, passes through Isabel’s body entering by her back and comes out through her chest and disappears in the air. I am amazed but she asks me “So? What exactly are you going to try?”. She didn’t see or feel anything. So I tell her I just want to do some reiki in her. I am still puzzled and preferred not to tell her the truth. I put my hands on her back for a while but then a friend of hers comes up and they start chatting. I hear her saying something like she would love so much to see Rinpoche (our precious guru) so I think about trying to help her on that to. I ask them to make a prayer with me to summon his presence. We call for his name and then a succession of characters that mildly resemble him enter through the door, but I know none of them is truly him, they lack his presence. But for a brief split second I did feel his energy and I try to pursuit it by flying out of the door and down the stairs. I feel him. I exit to the street and it’s early morning already. I can see the town square in front of me, a morning market being assembled by the locals and beautiful alpine houses. The air is cold but sweet. His presence dissipates in the air.
I fly around a little bit the market and the beautiful amazing pastry store windows, with very traditional and fairy tale like cookies and cakes arrangements. I marvel at the amazing beauty of this and think that normally I would start a frenzy of eating all I could, knowing it is just a dream, but this time I didn’t feel the need. I fly back to inside the building and on the waiting room I encounter my mom.
(SHARED)--> She is sitting on a bench, with a piece of cake on a plate, but not eating it. I sit by her side and she asks me if I saw all those amazing cakes and cookies. I smile and say yes. She ask if I want to share (she always does, not to feel so guilty, I guess). She says we can go get a dozen each and then exchange to try more flavours. I say I’m not interested. But then a friend of hers or a total stranger, I don’t know, comes to us and offers a plate with a half eaten sweet. She says she is full and that we can have the rest. My mom says why should she take it, when there are so many fresh cakes outside waiting for us. But I accept and eat it. She doesn’t get it, so I explain I’m trying to live according to this new philosophy: not eating unnecessarily, even if it’s a dream and I won’t get fat or won’t cost me money – and by the way, this is when I tell her this is a dream – but if someone offers me something with a good intention, then I accept it, no matter what, as a humble thank you for the meritorious action of the person. She is trying to digest that this is a dream. She doesn’t seem to believe, because it is so real, but I insist it is and since I am starting to feel it fading I tell her that as a proof, I am just about to exit this dream. <--(SHARED) And then I wake up.

9:00 GMT

Note: During the day I asked my mom if she had had any interesting dream (it was early morning, so I felt there was a high chance of recall) and she took some time to remember anything, but then she said “Yes, I remember cakes! Beautiful amazing cakes and pastry shops like those we saw in Belgium, those that looked like out of a fairy tale! But I didn’t actually remember eating any cake...” she said with a sad face

I had an interesting dream two nights ago:

I am in (the outskirts of?) a village. The ground is sandy. There is a ruined stone building on my right side. WakingNomad is standing in front of me. He says he'll go sleeping so he can share dreams with me. He goes lying on the ground. Soon I get this feeling. It's pretty hard to describe, but it was like a feeling of connection, another entity. I sweeps over me. I become lucid (basically I was dreaming of being lucid i guess, but anyway I had the full control of lucid dreams). We fight but soon I find someone else with whom to fight, though I forget about him, too soon and go flying. Then I let myself drop from about a kilometre. Then I take a stone pillar and smack some people with it.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, Commentary made while awake

I'm at Disneyland, in a large, covered outdoor amphitheater, watching a new stage show that consists of Sorcerer Mickey waving an oversized magician's wand around (the black, cylindrical kind with white tips on both ends). Mini-fireworks, red foil streamers, and red confetti shoot out of the end of the wand in turn while the “Fantasmic!” theme music plays. [The part of the music that played in my dream starts at 1:41.] [I don't think I've ever heard an existing piece of music that clearly in a dream before. Awesome!] A few minutes into the show, the wand stops working. Looking between the seats and the other guests at the floor where Mickey is standing, I can see that there's an extra wand there, waiting to be picked up and used if needed. There's also an entire bundle of replacement wands descending from the ceiling in some sort of holder. The show stalls while a replacement wand is selected. While the show is on hold, Cast Members start giving out free stuff by passing it around through the audience. One of the things that gets passed to me is a small basket full of pin-on plastic name tags that are shaped like, and designed to look like, license plates from Cars. They all have different organization names and titles printed at the top and bottom of the name tag, surrounding a blank space to write your name in. I read each one, looking for the one I like best [I could read them in the dream, but I don't remember what any of them said now], so it takes me forever to choose one.

Dreamskip. I'm in an elevated, landscaped parking lot to the west of my high school campus. I can see the brown car, and I'm walking toward it. I realize that I'm dreaming and decide to get to my car by flying, instead of just walking. I try to take off by kicking off the ground and jumping up at the same time, but it doesn't work very well. The move takes me a lot higher than it would have in reality, maybe a couple feet off the ground, but I jump up and then float right back down again in a symmetrical, parabolic arc. [I don't remember how I did it, but] Somehow, I end up flying. I say, “Screw the car. I'm going to fly.”

I'm flying over the west side of the high school campus, but am now facing toward the center of campus rather than away from it. The view is panoramic and beautiful from up there. However, I find myself only flying sideways and backwards. I can feel myself being pulled in those directions through the air. Why am I not going forward, over the campus? That's the direction I want to go, but apparently, I can't. I don't understand this. I think, “There's going to be a wall behind me for me to kick off of and start flying forward.” The next moment, there is one. I'm being pulled backwards through the air until I feel my feet hit the wall, which stops me. I kick off the wall, propelling myself forward. I fly forward for a little way, but I still find it difficult to do. I end up getting pulled sideways again.

[I think some other stuff happened at this point, but I don't remember it now.]

I wake up and I'm lying down outside somewhere. It looks like a park. It's bright and sunny there. There is a cartoon dog looking at me, dressed up in a Halloween costume to look like some other kind of animal. I say hello to it, calmly and happily. Then it dawns on me, Oh, this is a false awakening. I'm still dreaming. I'm going to wake up for real soon. Then I did wake up for real.

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Side notes:

Last night, I listened to the first 15 minutes of the Subliminal Lucid 3.0 mp3 as I was getting ready for bed and going to sleep, while doing MILD affirmations at the same time. I also had my cardboard-square wristband on my right wrist. I did not listen to the binaural beats file at all. Therefore, I can conclude that the binaural beats file is not a necessity for me to have a lucid dream. I'm pretty sure that the most important factor is the focused affirmations and the desire to have one.

I'm pleased to see that I still have my previously-discovered ability to make things happen or appear in dreams by quietly, passively expecting them to happen or appear. I'm a little disappointed that I didn't have better control over my own flying, but admittedly, I am out of practice. I actually have a large backlog of handwritten notes on my dreams that I haven't had time to type up and put into my dream journal. I'll get around to it when I can.

30.11.2010

I throw a snowball to the Vampire Lord and blow up presents at Mount Crumpit (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


I woke up from recalling fragments and I told my self I had to MILD and complete the task of the month to avoid being wingless. I tried to not focus on Astral Projection for one night, just to get my wings.
I performed my Chest Technique, I focused on Who's Ville and in turning lucid until I fell asleep.

I was in downtown and it was night. I was inside my car with another DC. For some reason, I jacket the car I was driving but I was still parked. A cop stopped behind me and ordered me to step away from my car.

I turned on the engine and the cop gave me the last warning. I stepped on the gas and run the hell out of there. I felt it was funny as the cop was chasing me and we were making a lot of noise. The cop was shooting from his car and he blew up one tire from my car. I entered a very creepy neighbor with a lot of allies. I started to drive through them and crushed on one. I still could hear the cop car approaching so I entered a building. The cop did as well. I wanted to enter an apartment to bribe the cop. I tried to walk through the door without success. I walked to the end of the aisle and I found a dead end. I was afraid the cop would arrest me. I found a very old school elevator, so I entered it.

The pannel looked huge for such a small building. It has most of the buttons from floor 1 to 10. It has some to floor one to 20, then it had one button to floor 96 and other one to 973. I pressed one button and the elevator started to go up making an odd noise.

I somehow knew I was dreaming so I checked my hands. I had six fingers and I accepted that as reality, but I was not sure. I kept looking at my hands and my fingers changed to five, and then I had the thumb and two more fingers. The clarity of the dream increased and I started to focus, "As soon as this elevator opens, I will be at Who's ville." No luck. The elevator opened in a fancy floor. There was carpeting of all colors. There was violin based music and fresh flowers. The lighting was not intense at all. I looked at the carpets hoping there would be snow so I could throw a ball to someone. There were a ton of white carpets, some bigger, some smaller, some were pure white, some were more grayish, but no snow. My dream started to fade extremely fast. I somehow knew I was not going to save it. I need to fly to save it, however, I told to myself that I saved dreams in a worse situation and I was good about it. Imaginary was gone but I still felt my body in the dream. My eyes were closed and I tried to open them badly with success. I was back in the same hall.

At the end of the hall, there was a big fancy bar. The tables were Sequoya wood, hand made and beautiful. There were a couple of DC at different tables. It appeared there were having a workshop of something. The bartender approached at me and offered a drink. I told him if he had some sort of iced-drink, snow drink or something. i tried to conjure snow without success so I asked him. He told me I could summon snow if I wanted to. I placed my hands on the table and I focused like if I was going to make a PSI-Ball. My hands were in the position like if I was holding a baseball.

I started to fell my hands very cold and I had some short of half-melted ice on my hands. I grabbed it, threw it at the bartender and flew away from the window. I was not really happy, as I threw more ice than snow, but I felt it was half a success. I hopped to get to Who's Ville to do the task better.

It was day now and the cops were gone. There was quite of traffic and my dream started to fade again. I performed same recovery than before with success. I did not want to do big efforts as I knew that my REM was about to expire and I was just prolonging the dream. I tried to catch a taxi. I had no cash, but who cares... I saw a few taxis that were full. I walked in the middle of a busy street and the light turned green. I recalled that someone a few months ago suggested to be ran by a car, but I passed as I did not do my December tasks yet.

After a few failed attempts to catch a taxi, one stopped by me. It was a sports car (but on the outside it looked like a regular yellow cab) there were no back seats and the driving was sitting (almost laying) on the right middle of the car. I tried to open the door without success. I did it with more strength and I finally got in. I said, "Hi" to the taxi driver and, "I need to get to Who's Ville please!" The taxi driver looked at me like if I was nuts. I told him, "Just figure the way, I know you can get me there"

We arrived to an odd place and my dream again wanted to end. I saved it with the same method. I was in a home with the taxi driver. He was in front of a TV with a PS3 controller. He told me, "This is the closer I can get you to Who's ville" I was somehow upset, but I recalled that the exercise was, "Steal all the presents in Who-ville and toss them off of Mount Crumpit" so if I did it on a "Who stole X-Mas" game, it would be fine. The taxi driver requested payment from me. I pulled something metallic from my pocket and hand it to him. It was more like a piece of junk. The taxi driver looked at me mad and said, "Real cash, please." I looked at him confused and he said, "All right then. That will be a donation! Have a good one!" He left and I grabbed the controller to complete my task. I could not find the video game's character.

My dream again, tried to fade and did the same recovery ability with success. I was starting to get mad. The dream was too long and trying to end and I was not done. I felt a chill around my body and I realized I was inside the game. The ground was covered by snow and it was snowing. The place looked quite creepy, but at the same time, it looked very X-Mas. I knew I was in Who's Ville. I saw a Who's entering his house and it was very dark outside. I told to my self about how I was going to steal all the presents. I did not feel like entering home by home. I tried to make all the presents to come out the homes from the chimney. I soon started to see colored wrapped boxes... a tone of them, flying from the homes, to me. To make sure I had success, I hit the ground to break the houses. The houses broke and they were totally empty. Not even furniture, however, a few of them had Who's inside.

I was wondering how the hell I was going to carry all the gifts. I suddenly saw a huge DC next to me. He wore a black cape and had a very mean look. He had claws and a black face. He had vampire teeth and red eyes. He took my stolen presents and flew away. He was very far in no time and I was upset. My dream again started to fade and I allowed it to end. Four out of five of my senses were gone, but I still felt the chill. I realized there was still chance to recover it. I felt double consciousness, as I felt my body in bed, but I focused really hard, it was a long dream and I had to end it with success.

I was in a huge room on the top of a mountain. It was snowing hard and there was a dense fog. The vampire had the presents behind him and he was laughing. I approached at him but he attacked me. I avoided his attacks and saw a metallic barrel. I grabbed it and it had some sort of liquid inside. I rose it and aimed at the vampire. The vampire's face was black and metallic. He had a very mean look but I was not afraid as I was dreaming it. I approached more at him and he said, "Its fine. Do not throw that at him, get your stupid presents." The presents were piled up in a small cart and I was super happy. I was about to leave to grab the presents, however, I grabbed snow from the ground, made a ball and threw it at the Vampire's face. I was more happy as I felt that the first task was now properly done. Dream once more started to fade, I was very close to awakening, but I could stay in the dream. The clarity was not very good, and I did another RC to make sure I was grounded in the dream. The clarity increased a little.

I was at the top of Mount Crumpit. I could see Who's Ville from there. It was funny because all the houses were all fine now and it did not look as creepy. The quality of the dream decreased and started to drop, so I just tossed the cart down the mountain. I was not sure if just tossing was fine or if I needed to destroy them. When the cart was going down, I made a fireball and blew up the presents to make sure I did not miss a thing.

Now that I was done with both tasks I attempted to Astral Project from the lucid, but I knew I was going to fail as the dream quality now was minimum.

Before I even attempted, I had a FA in my room. I could not see but I felt my wife and someone else was trying to wake me up. I could not move in bed, I could hear only my wife's voice. I woke up for real.

ok so i went back to manchester again and got lucid partly thanks to another parrot flying past..

anyway i treid to revisit this place i repeatedly dream non lucidly about. it is a big building on the middle of a wooded area that sometimes appears old, but sometimes like a newer industrialised structure. i was even seeing it on maps in the dream as being in the north east of the town. i found the street and many nearby buildings that i had visited many times in dreams before. the was a house that bears a resemblence to one of the places i lived, and also a pub in which this girl told me it was her birthday. she was pretty but i was so single minded about finding this house that i just kind of ignored it as a non lucid dream character. i didnt really find the house, but i think i eventually ended up back inside it or something really similar.

i have been thinking alot recently about how i have developed a real problem in socialsing, or even wanting to socialise, but in the dream i was back in a party mode and with a couple of old mates. again it wasa really comfortin dream that really reminded me of the simple joys of just being around other people. i wish i could remember more of that part of it though, as it almost seemed like the only reason if was fun was because i was drunk again which i have been off for aout 3 years now. in the dream party imet people who claimed to be my step brothers. i asked why and they said that my mum had had a relationship with their dad. this is odd because a long while back i had a dream at the same location in which my mum was no longer with my dad and was in a relationship with some greek guy who i never saw. odd. either its something like just a reminder of how we are all family and i should be spending alot more time meeting the rest of my family and socialising, or perhaps it is even an insight into another life...?

November 28, 2010

I fell asleep thinking about Corrie (I was watching it at work, earlier) and watched a scene take shape around me. I seemed to be looking through Sophie's eyes. I was in a room with Kevin and Rosie, eating some cookies Rosie had made.

They started making me feel ill, and she started laughing, saying they were a prank. I got really upset. There was a handbag nearby, which the dream very quickly told me was a present from her to me. I started dumping things out of it, saying I didn't want it. She told me she bought it cos she really wanted it, and knew that after this prank, I would give it back to her. The nerve!

Jack woke me up, and as I laid in bed, seeing if I could pass out again for another hour, I wondered... what's the deal with really expensive handbags anyways? Why would anyone shell out thousands of dollars for something to carry things in? <- Rhetorical question, btw

November 22, 2010

Lucid fragment involving me trying to choose a dream. I kept getting "Dream Serial # 2250." I was trying to upgrade my dream to "Dream Serial # 5000."

November 23, 2010

I don't remember anything before this, but I remember pinching my nose to check for dreaming. I could breathe, so I tried again to be sure. I sucked in a huge long breath through my pinched nose and I was satisfied. It's too bad I couldn't see anything. I calmly waiting for a scene to take shape around me. I tried to imagine maybe being inside a room or something. Nothing, and I soon woke up.

November 18, 2010

I was in school... but the exact location I was at looked remarkably like the area at work where the main floor electrical room is at. Don't remember why I was there, but this class mate (DC-male) found me, and led me back to class. He put his arm around my waist, which made me think, "Wow, he's friendly... well, alright just go with it..."

Back in class, it seems they were setting up to watch a film on the projector screen. I was going to go back to my seat, but the guy (we'll call him Charlie, for kicks) suggested I could take one of those empty chairs in the corner and sit next to him.

Well... alright. I did so, and he leaned against me for cuddles. "Oh dear. This is definitely going a bit too far. I should tell him I'm with Jack, but I don't want to hurt his feelings..."

The dream dissolved and as I was lying in bed, thinking over the dream, I thought, "Oh, just a dream... I should've just gone for it and gotten lucky then!" "But I don't want some random stranger DC... I want Darren."

And so, I had an image of Darren come before me... we talked... hinted towards DTD. He was totally game. Not to go into too much detail, for the sake of your stomaches, but we didn't get very far when I heard a tiny little voice call out, "Daaaaaad?"

"It's so hard to get any privacy when you have kids!" Darren said.

"Haha, yeah... It's probably nothing, just ignore it," I said. Try to will the voice away...

But the kid was persistent for Darren's attention. I sighed in defeat. "Alright, lets go check on him," I said.

There was an adorable little blonde haired boy laying in bed. He complained he felt sick. I felt his forehead, and it didn't feel alarmingly hot to me. Darren did the same. He discussed taking him to the hospital anyways, but Darren said it should be okay, but we'll keep an eye on him. Dream dissolved.

Making these posts online has helped my dream activity but tonight was the exception, though not totally boring. They can't all be gems I guess.


Dream 1: The Loading Docks
I was outside and I came to a building I recognized from a previous dream and entered this huge loading dock for the larger truck types. There were maybe 15 or 20 loading bays for trucks to pull up and unload, which made for a very long warehouse. This time there were only a few people milling around, not working. I assumed they were dreamers dreaming of their work conditions and started to explore. The place was huge beyond anything I have ever heard or seen and it was so huge that it killed any desire for me to survey trillions of crates piled high with boxes. So I started to do some jumps and flips (which are really short flights).
I imagined having a light-saber and then I did (the two sided type) and an opponent appeared also with a light-saber. I knew this opponent was just a replicant (a self created dream character tied to my mind for its continued existence). I spared with it a little doing some really cool in-air flips and jumps in a small mock fight. It was a little like the Matrix meets Star Wars. The replicant did not attack because I wanted to do all the moves myself, I wanted to feel the feeling of spinning through the air and coming down to the ground with a mean clash of our sabers! It was pretty cool. After I got my fill I smiled to myself, looked around at the boring warehouse and intended to leave the dream.
I awoke a bit but didn't think it was important enough to write down.

Dream 2: Warehouse #2
Finding myself in yet another drab warehouse got me pissed off. This one was different being much darker and much smaller and had guys working hard loading the one truck and there was an actual staff doing different jobs as well. "More dreamers toiling away." Not only all this but after a few minutes I could feel the radiation (telepathic emotions) of the supervisor, who was operating a forklift, and he was hating me for not helping out like I was lazy! There was NO WAY I was going to work at this crappy-assed job while I am SLEEPING! So I milled around a bit to get him off my case, I didn't want him to create a scene. I made like I worked there and people started to say "hey" or nod their heads to me as I walked, up an aisle, by their work stations. They were assembling some electronic equipment parts in little spaces under the large metallic shelving and each station had one florescent light above. It reminded me of a place I had visited before but I could feel the place's vibe and it was different so I continued walking. I walked up to a lady assembling something at a workstation at the end, and blocking the end a bit, of the aisle I was walking up. There were some cables on the floor and when I paused to step over them she said hello. I nodded a curt hello and stepped over the cables and other assorted junk to get beyond her station. I did npt want to be nice to anyone lest they pull me into their dream activities. One moment your saying hello and the next your lucidity is gone and your doing things you had no intention of doing, the dreamers can pull me into their illusion the more I interact with them I have found. There was a long aisle beyond her station but with no people in it, just boxes and metallic shelving.
Awoke a little angry at the tedium of my nighttime activities but to be fair I had not gone to bed soon enough and was letting fate, or whatever, pick the places I was in.

Note: The goal tonight is mainly to have another Harry Potter dream, MoSh is wanting to continue the Harry Potter dreaming, I haven't heard from Tigress as to if she recalls the last night's dreams at the sorting… so the goal was to meet up with MoSh and attend a class where they are teaching patronuses.

I am in bed in a dark room that I don't recognize, but this doesn't seem strange to me at all. I look around as my eyes adjust to the darkness and I see I am in what looks like a dorm room with three roommates, all of whom are fast asleep. I can't make out much detail of the room in the dark, but what I can see of it looks like I am in some kind of medieval castle. I let myself enjoy that fantasy for a bit, thinking it would be awesome if I really was in a castle instead of an ordinary dorm room… the fact that I am not attending a school where I have to sleep in a dorm doesn't occur to me at the time. I lie there quietly as the light from the window starts getting brighter, which sucks. I don't really want to get up. I'm not especially tired, which comes as a surprise to me, but I am comfortable and I want to stay in bed for a while longer. But soon my roommates are getting out of bed and stretching, they don't seem to want to get up any more than I do, but it is clearly time to get up.

So I get out of bed and dress behind a curtain that hangs around my bed for privacy, and I notice the uniforms for school look like something they would wear in Harry Potter! I laugh to myself about that, muttering that I wish it really was magic that I would be learning… I put on the robes, noticing mine says Slytherin on it… not what I prefer… I come out of my isolated bed area and look at my roommates, they are all coming out fully dressed as well, also in Slytherin robes… And I notice that the room really does look like a castle, we are dressed as if we were attending Hogwarts, the room looks like we are staying at Hogwarts… this entire thing seems a bit too strange… I remember that when I wake up I need to do a covert RC by pinching my nose, so I do that and I find out I am dreaming! I repeat the RC a couple times to confirm, but there is no doubt that this is a dream. I decide to go along with the dream, since it is going in an interesting direction already.

My three roommates are fairly friendly, though it seems they would also rather be in bed right now, we talk to each other a bit, good morning, how are you, some other assorted small talk… Then we are ready to go up some stairs into the main common room of our dorms. There are more people in there, now there are both men and women, everyone looks like college age… There were other rooms on the women's side of the dorm, and there are quite a few guys, too, and I recognize some of them. Specifically I recognize Draco Malfoy, Gregory Crab, and Vincent Goyle… Both Crabb and Goyle are bitching about being hungry, Draco is clearly getting annoyed at them for going on and on about their stomachs, he seems to find that frustrating. Finally he turns and just walks away from them, he comes right over to me and asks if I am feeling ok, though I am not immediately sure what he is talking about as for me feeling better. Have I been sick? I don't remember being sick… I say I am feeling fine. I am wondering what Draco is up to, but it is time to go so we can get to class.

I will get over the next part quickly, we go to the great hall and get some breakfast, though I am not really feeling hungry, I usually don't feel that hungry in dreams except for if there is something really yummy to eat. I nibble on a few things so I am not standing out in the group, then we move on to a class, the class is a Defense Against the Dark Arts class… with Professor Lupin! I sit down in the classroom, waiting for a class to start. I see the other students coming into the room, Harry, Ron, Hermione… MoSh! MoSh comes into the room! I go over to MoSh and say hi, MoSh says something about not wanting to get out of bed for class, I tell him this is a dream. He says yeah, being able to come here is a dream, he has been wanting to learn stuff like this. Before I can reiterate that this really is a dream, Tigress comes into the room! Yay! Now there are two people in the class that I know, I sit down next to Tigress, MoSh sits down next to me, and now the three of us are waiting for the class to begin. MoSh has a Gryffindor robe on, Tigress has one from Ravenclaw, so I figure this probably looks like an unusual gathering… now we just need someone from Hufflepuff to join us there. Inter-house cooperation, cool! Soon Asuka comes into the room, so MoSh says bye to me and sits at the table behind Tigress and me with Asuka since there are only three seats at each table. I look back at the two of them, but not for long. Class is about to begin when Draco sits down beside me… wtf? He should be sitting over with Crabb and Goyle, who are looking a bit confused at the table across the aisle.

Well, it doesn't really matter because we don't stay for long in the class, just long enough for Lupin to explain what a patronus is, and what the spell is for creating one, then he says the best way to learn is to do it, so we were going on a short field trip to a field, where we could have plenty of room to practice. All of us follow Lupin outside to a clear meadow area near the school, which looks just like I had imagined it to look, like a pretty awesome castle. We are on the top of a hill when Lupin talks more about creating patronuses, then we have a chance to create our own patronuses. Tigress, MoSh, and I have no problems creating our patronuses. Our three patronuses are soon flying around with each other, in the sky, and quite a few of the others are now just gawking at them without even trying to create their own patronuses. Lupin says we have done absolutely fantastic, but tells the others they need to focus on their own patronuses rather than looking at ours, then he goes around to other students to try to help them. Soon Asuka's patronus joins MoSh's, Tigress' and mine. Harry is the next to add his patronus to the party, which is its usual buck form, the rest of ours looked like the pictures below…

MoSh's is an Eastern style dragon…


Asuka's is a white peacock…


Raven's Patronus is a white panther…


Tigress' patronus is a mystical white wolf…

Had other dreams but didn't write them down because I was focusing on the WILD.

Edit: I now recall more of dream before the incubated scene.

Flying, Teleporting, Hot Tub Revisited
Method WILD
Lucidity C
Vividness B
Control B
Once again, I visualize the hot tub scene. I plan to return to this scene several times as I practice my first few WILDs. It's such a vivid memory for me. I visualize being in a friend's backyard a few steps from their hot tub. It's a party with a bunch of high school friends but mostly I am focused on the two girls in the hot tub who waiting for me. I concentrate on the blueness of the water and the silhouettes of the two people sitting in the hot tub.

I transition into dreaming but I am not in the incubated scene. I am outside and it is very dark. I think I am in an alley surrounded by tall buildings. I start flying to figure out where I am. I slowly float up above the buildings and see the cityscape around me. It's still almost pitch black. I see the outline of buildings as faint silver lines. I also see a few spots of color of neon signs. I practice flying a bit. I try to fly standing upright instead of laying out with my arms stretched, Superman-style. I don't see any people or movement so it feels kinda lonely. I practice throwing fireballs and sonic booms. They seem dim and silvery, like the outlines of the buildings.

Now I look upward, hoping to see stars or the moon. But there is just empty blackness. This disorients me and, when I look down again, the city is gone and I am surrounded by blackness. It's not scary though. I think to just fly to a new scene. I recall my visualization of the blueness of the hot tub. I think of that and start flying forward. Soon it seems I am going through a tunnel with the scene at the other end.

Then tada! I am there, in my incubated scene. It's still dark of night, but somewhat lit. It seems to be lit by some of those tiki torch things that people put in their yards. Once again, it's my own backyard instead of the girl's who is hosting the party. I look at my hands. The fingers on the right hand are long and distorted. Cool. I step down into the hot tub and sit between the two girls. I look to the one on my right, Sara. I put my arms around her and appreciate how real she feels. I look at her face. She gives me a big smile. She actually looks like someone else that I recognize, not Sara. I start to turn to look at the other girl but my body goes stiff. I try to look at my hands but the dream quickly fades. Tried to DEILD but no luck this time.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID SEMI-LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

Good morning! I went away for a few days this weekend. Visited my gf's hometown. I didn't have dreaming in mind, other than sleeping in some. But after seven dreams the first night (Friday to Saturday) I just had to write them down. Even got lucid twice that first night, and the other nights had some VERY long dreams in them, and a very cool theme. I'll write them as three separate entries. I didn't write down my bedtime or anything.

Civilization
I'm playing a game very much like Civilization IV. I got control over a few units and I'm walking around in the enemy camp. I can see Indian tents and stuff like that everywhere. I destroy everything I can with my tiny soldiers. The enemy troops retaliate and I am victorious. With just a few soldiers left in each group, I click the "+" button. My teams are quickly replenished and I continue wreaking havoc. A side menu pops up and I can see alot of different awesome upgrades they have. "Veterans, +20 damage" and so on. A movie scene appears and a couple of guys in strange costumes are chanting over a kettle. A building is about to be sunk into the ground with magic. I successfully sink the building before my troops are destroyed.

Call of Duty DILD
I am playing a virtual reality Call of Duty game. I got an UZI and the longer I aim, the more precise the sight becomes. I take out several guys standing on the third floor of a building, behind some broken windows. Apparently I'm in some kind of dark, oldschool city. I check my score. 25/6. I am way ahead of everyone else. I run down some stairs and almost run in to a guy, which I quickly stab to death with my knife. It's getting pretty hectic and I don't feel like staying for too long. I head for the backdoor and leave the ruins.

I run for my life as bullets hit the ground very close to me. I go down a hill, and take out a sniper. I try to aim with it, but the guys coming over the hill are spraying me with bullets and I don't dare to stand still. It's still very dark outside, but I spot my friend G. The dream gets kinda fuzzy, but we enter a car and leaves. We're cruising around in my old neighbourhood from when I was a kid. We're trying to find the way to something, but we keep getting lost. After driving around for a while, we stop next to a forest, and get out.

We walk around for a while, scouting the area perhaps. Then walk back towards the car. I pick up a beercan and figure I can amplify the volume of the speakers with it. G tells me he's going to steal the car parked next to ours, and looks around on the ground for the keys. I get in our car and close the door. I realise I am dreaming. I leave the can in the car and decide to see what G would say if I told him this is just a dream. I get out of the car. "Hey G, you do realise this is just a dream right?" I ask him. "Yeah ofcourse!" he tells me.

I can't really focus on anything because of it being so dark, and suddenly I'm floating. Going up a few meter. The dream starts to fade. I quickly look at my hand and see a very bright hand, with a bright background instead of black. I hold this imagine for a few seconds. I wake up.

Spy Mission
I'm a spy of some kind, walking around in a building. I spot a guy and I know he's got the combination to a door that I need. I sweep his legs and point a gun at him while he's on the ground whimpering. "What is the the code" I ask him and notice it's a guy from highschool who was in my class. "Farting Warts" he tells me and I leave him. I try the combination but it doesn't work.

Stefan from work appears and I ask him casually if he knows the combination. "Yeah sure, it's "Unit It"" I try it on the safe-like door and it opens easily. I get a strange thought in my head. "What if the door just shuts on its own" BAM! The door shuts tight. I really want to see what's in that room, so I imagine it being very easy to open once again. I can easily open it and there's no resistance what so ever. I wake up before I get to see anything in the room. I decide to DEILD and lie completely still. My arms and hands are having very intense spasms, and once again it feels like they're bending in impossible angles. I know this is how I feel in SP now, and I try to ignore the feelings. I wake up and give Niklas (the former school friend) a call, and tell him about the dream.

My Dead Grandpa DILD
I'm at work. Doing high jumps on a table. There's a soft matress lying on the table and there's one of those bars they use. Björn is there with me, and we compete against eachother. It's a piece of cake really, and we get bored quickly. I put on my jacket, but Björn decides to put on someone else's jacket. He fools around, pretending to be a monkey or whatever. I smile and look to the left. Sitting at a table, staring at me, is my dead grandpa.

I get kind of shocked and slowly walk towards him. He looks straight into my eyes and he doesn't look very healthy. "Grandpa?" I ask him. I haven't seen him in about 10 years, and I get a bit emotional. He looks exactly like he looked the last time I saw him, and his face isn't distorted at all. His skin is pretty grey/green. Suddenly he opens his mouth, gasping for air. This is too horrible for me to watch, and I look away, thinking; "Fuck that, this shit ain't happening in my dream".

His gasping stops, and I realise that I am dreaming. This is way too heavy to just ignore, and I decide to see what he has to say. "This is a dream" I tell him. "Yes it is. What was the last thing your mother told you, before I died?" He asks me. I try to remember and I get a few false memories, but nothing concrete. "Uhm, well she told me..." is all I manage to say.

Fragments
*An old baker is telling me how he is a soldier, but in his heart, he has dough! He's very old and his skin is all red. He got flour everywhere and a white apron. I think it was related to the Civilization dream.

*I'm standing on a grass covered island, trying to get to the other side. The bridge infront of me is broken, and I can only take a few steps out in the water before it gets too deep for my boots. Two old guys walk up to me and they smile. They have to cross, and decide to walk around instead. I do the same.

*I've got 300 kr left on my bank account. I double check the amount and I can see that I've spent 8000 kr twice on something. Something about Monica's loan or whatever. I get pretty anxious.

Amount of sleep: Around 10 hours

Supplements before bed: Nothing

That's it! Pretty intense night, with two lucids! Sweet. Got two more nights with long, intense dreams coming up!
No supplements at all this weekend, and I will wait until next Saturday before I do some Galantamine + Choline.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!