lucid

Night 3 didn't have much to report, but I think Night 4 made up for it.

I’m in this super fancy hotel, standing near one of the balconies overlooking the lobby. Suspended from the ceiling is a ton of panes of glass in a bunch of different angles, like some piece of modern art. I’m apparently a secret agent, on a Mission Impossible-type stealth mission, and our target is two floors directly above us. The stairs and elevators are heavily guarded, and the only way up is to climb the glass chandelier-thing up to the balcony above. I suit up, while my partner, this brown-haired woman in a business suit (it may have been Vi, in retrospect) keeps watch for guards. I equip these super-grip gloves like in MI: Ghost Protocol, and these gravity shoes that attract to the nearest surface, so I can transfer my body weight to the surface I’m gripped onto and sit in a Spiderman-like pose. I grab onto the first pane of glass, and then spin around so my feet are now on the next pane. I hang upside-down and watch my partner walk off, nervously talking into her headset microphone.

I maneuver my way around and through the glass panes, stopping every once in awhile to look around and determine which way is up. After a good amount of twisting and turning, and a bit of disorientation, I’m finally one jump away from the balcony, but then a lady on the floor spots me climbing and starts screaming. I am kinda stuck in an awkward position, so I can’t stop her, but suddenly my partner sneaks up behind her and pistol-whips her unconscious. She looks up at me, shrugs her shoulders, and helps me down.

I switch into my own business suit, and the two of us walk into the complex undercover. We make it to a large security door, where my partner scans her fake fingerprint to let us in. I look around and notice the different security systems. Motion detector above the door, laser grid to the side (powered down for now), and several cameras pointing in several different directions. All have the same logo on them - GL, a security organization that is a known front for one of our rival organizations. When our target finds out they’ve been broken into, GL will recognize our faces immediately from the tapes and set up a counterattack. The fingerprint is finally accepted, and we walk through the door.

We find ourselves in a back courtyard, fenced in by huge concrete walls, 40 feet high and about 10 feet thick. Our mark is standing next to a huge fountain with his henchmen and waves us in, so we walk towards him. There’s a very short conversation before there’s a loud explosion, accompanied with one of the exterior walls collapsing. The smoke and fog cover the fountain area, and me and my partner both run off to the outside of the smoke screen. There’s a huge hole in the wall, and through it crawls Tails the Fox from the Sonic games. He runs over to us shouting.

“You guys have to hide! They’re bringing the whole place down!”
“What? That wasn’t part of the plan!”
“Well it is now! Quick, the smoke’s almost clear, go hide!”
“No, we can’t blow our cover. I… I’m sorry about this.”
“Sorry? About wha-”

I land a hard right hook to Tails’ face that knocks him to the ground. I then pull out my pistol and point it at him. About this time, our mark and his henchmen run over to where we are. “We’ve been compromised, they know we’re here. We’ll have to move this rendezvous somewhere else. Suspect apprehended.”

I grab Tails by the wrist and pull him up, slapping my handcuffs on him before quietly whispering in his ear, “Don’t worry, buddy, I’ll get you out of here somehow…”

I’m now back in one of my engineering classes. My friends and I are talking, but I realize my phone’s almost dead. I grab my phone charger, but realize the wires are sticking out of the end of it. I’m trying not to electrocute myself with the ends of the wires, but one of my classmates sees this and purposely shoves the wires into my chest. It makes a very unpleasant tingling, but it’s not horribly painful. I politely laugh and tell him not to do that again, but he doesn’t listen. He grabs the wires from me and stabs them into me at different places on my body.

Spoiler for Dirty bit:

After several seconds of this, he eyes my crotch. “Don’t you dare.” I start kicking him, but two other classmates hold me down to the ground. He takes the wires and stabs them into my testicles, and I feel some intense pain and start having bad spasms. I shake so much that I wake up, heart pounding. My testees feel fine at least…

I now am driving in a car at a high speed down a highway, but I’m swerving a lot, no matter how hard I try to stay in control of the car. For the first time ever, I remember that driving is a dream sign of mine, and I become lucid. I start to slow down, but then I have an idea. The highway in front of me is incredibly straight, so I think it’ll make the perfect runway. I slam on the gas, and once I get up to speed, I pull back on the steering wheel, and the car leaves the ground. Sweeeeet. I maneuver the car around, enjoying the feeling of flying. I even roll down the windows and feel the wind blow through the car. I notice that the ground is covered by fog, and I decide to turn around, making sure that I have some visible ground so the dream doesn’t destabilize. The car’s still kinda hard to control though, and I actually start heading for some buildings. Just before I crash though, the buildings become slightly transparent, almost like holograms, and I phase right through them. I fly around like a crazy person for a bit, and watch as the scene around me keeps changing, at one point turning into a wireframe version of itself. I continue until I wake up.

I had a lucid dream a few nights ago, It was one of these where I don't remember where it started, but as soon as I became lucid I knew I needed to tackle something big. Lately I have been just flying around, which is fun, but it's not that exciting to write about afterwards.

So I decided I needed to get to the moon. It had been years since I had been. I decided to try the method that successfully got me there the previous time. It was just to do a complete scenery change.

So I concentrated. And everything started to shift. Finally it all became clear. And the thing that became clearest was the fact that I was not on the moon. This looked just like pictures I had seen of Mars. Hey, if you can't go to the moon, Mars is still cool, right? So I started walking around. I needed to explore. But as I started walking around, things started looking more and more familiar. I was disappointed to see that I was not actually on Mars but in the desert near my house that very much resembles Mars.

I suppose I should be happy that not only did I become lucid, but that I was able to change the scenery, even though it wasn't exactly the results I had wanted.

I woke up not long after realizing where I was.

First dream, short WILD

I appeared in a dark room, with a female standing in front of me. I could recall only her legs and torso, her face was hidden in the darkness. She was wearing a gray blouse and jeans trousers. I decided to have some fun with her this time, and opened slit of her trousers. Then I proceeded to lick her up, but trousers were an obstacle for a bit. I turned my head back and again at her. Her trousers were gone, so I could assume a better position, and lick some more. She was kinda like dummy, standing still. It was going really intensive, and when it was right time, I managed to stay in the dream, though everything turned black for a moment. I appeared somewhere behind some storages. I woke up.

Second dream

I was in my home. It was Sunday. My phone broke and I used an older one. I was eating a lunch. Then I was fiddling with that phone. Everything was weird, every member of my family seemed distorted, strange.

Next day I was in school. It was afternoon. I was going to cloakroom, to take my stuff from locker. The main hall was crowded. Suddenly I felt weak and fallen on the floor. I crawled to the nearest wall, and sat. I heard someone talking about a heart disorder I might have. After a while I regained strength and got up. I looked at my shoes, they were untied. I had some trouble tidying it up, but I managed to do it and went out of school.

Morning of February 7, 2016. Sunday.



This dream, curiously enough, seems to be an offset “sequel” of one of several dreams of yesterday - “Unlikely Meteorite”. It mostly seems an unusual residual offset of the library scene just prior to the sighting of the anatomy chart. Even the same unknown female librarian is present (although she could be a version of my wife Zsuzsanna). This one makes more sense in a more discernible hypnopompic disclosure, when the meaning of a dream is more clearly revealed during the last stage of the waking transition.

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I find myself briefly thinking of a half-finished jigsaw puzzle that featured in “Unlikely Meteorite”. It was seemingly, as originally written, a simplified American clipper ship. However, I find myself in a transition where it simplifies into a modern sailboat. The librarian approaches as I look at the chart, which is now actually not a chart but some sort of three-dimensional model of a male human body encased in glass, similar to the “Visible Man” model kit but lifesize.

The lungs of the seemingly holographic model expand and slowly deflate, then expand again, though after a time, transform into the sails of a sailboat (and I also realize that I am probably “seeing” my own breathing during sleep). I realize that, being that a sailboat is an autosymbolic dream component that can either be a dream self induction (into the dream) or a waking self transition (out of a dream), that it is also a symbol for breathing, especially as a boat is an autosymbolic extension of the physical body (as subliminally perceived in REM sleep). Watching the unusual “sailboat lungs”, I enter a lesser state of waking self perception, visualizing a sailboat on a river (as a waking conduit) to return to my full conscious self - my even breathing carrying me peacefully from my dream, the sails and lungs filling with air, turning, and relaxing, breathing outwards. It almost feels like I “completed a jigsaw puzzle” (a puzzle being autosymbolism for the subliminally perceived ambiguity between fictional dream self and conscious self identity).

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[URL="http://imgur.com/94oSvJw"]dream 5[/URL]

as far as i can remember, i was lucid from the start. it lasted about 10 minutes, vividness was normal and my mental clarity/awareness that it was a lucid was i think a 5. (on a scale of 1 to 10)

indoor theme park/playground. there was a big skate ramp and people were saying its impossible to go off it and come back by bouncing against the wall. i dont remember having skates or a skateboard but the experience was like i had them. so i just went weeee off the big ramp, did some spins or stunts or something, bounced off the wall and came back. people were impressed.

i dont remember this clearly but it was like i was having 2 different dreams at the same time. the scenes occasionally switched from one to the other. both were in the same theme park even. but i only remember 1 part of the dream where i actually remembered both "dreams". it was when i was getting beaten up by a giant black spider, bigger than a car. the getting beat up was slightly different in both scenes

i asked a dc how to travel in time and he made a bucket full of butter mixed with something buttery. i dropped that on the spider after taking 2 hands full myself. it tasted alright.

A slow transition in the darkness. I find myself in a dark apartment and I'm moving in the air towards a bathroom door against my will. The Grudge appears ( Shes been present quite often when I'm either paralyzed or in the phase of entering a dream.) For a second I'm startled but I calm down immediately, because seeing her is a good sign and she has even helped me to become lucid a few times. I see that she is still the embodiment of my fear of the situation. So I do what it takes to calm my subconsciousness down, and I kiss her. She turn 20ish. We kiss for a few seconds and then she says :" I will always be in the shower." She probably means that I will always be scared for a brief moment when becoming aware of the transition phase, which is only natural I guess. I reply : " I know." The dream becomes bright and it's day time. My father enters our apartment and I leave to the stairway. My father insists that he'd come with me to my adventure, no way. I try to push the door close with physical strength as he tries to join me, and finally succeed. I always fear that either my father or brother keep following in my lucids, I want to have my adventures alone. So I'm now in my stairway thinking of what to do next now that I got rid of my follower. I first start with stabilizing the dream by touching the surfaces and doing the nose reality check. Everything is life like now, good. I begin thinking a door that would appear behind my back, and as I turn around there's a yellow wooden door standing still in the middle of the corridor. I prepare to fulfill one of my main goals, to get to my own dream house to a beautiful tropical island with a beach and all things that make up a paradise. I say clearly and loud :" Cubiculum." That's what I named it, it means "a room" but what ever I like how it sounds. "This is what Iv been waiting for."I say to myself. I'm perfectly anchored into lucidity and the dream is stabilized. I think of a beach and enter, without intention...

I appear into a gloomy and stale beach. There are coniferous trees further into the island and a boring field, and then there's what is supposed to be my perfect Cubiculum house. But it's just off, it's like a recently abandoned cabin. I try to make it bigger at least by turning my face down and then looking back up again. I do this twice, and both times the cabin just grows smaller. I laugh. Suddenly there are tourists arriving into the area. I look up to the forested hill next to the cabin and briefly think of some forest creature war I could have to compensate my failure. I drop the idea and create another yellow door to behind my back. I decide I'll go sit to the Lincoln Statue that Iv seen frequently in movies. I again forget to exploit intention. But I make it this time, I open the door and I'm here, at the Statue. The hall is quite big and somewhat beautiful. There are three openings, front, left and right. There is no roof however. I let Lincoln sit in peace and so I sit down as well to the highest step by the front opening. I'm not in Washington ( if that is where the statue is supposed to be located I dont know.) but at the end of some sand road. The view is simple but extremely sharp, I guess it's more realistic than reality. The statue was normal in the beginning, but now that I go look at it again it's head is halfway merged into the rest of the statue. I go sit to the steps again. I say to the dream : " You have five seconds to introduce me an interesting character."Nothing happens, there are only bats flying on the orange colored sky. I'm starting to go back to the statue when I see a figure nearby on the street. I run up to it. It's a woman, but she's a bit... disturbing. She's overweight and dressed in a black robe. She has her teeth tightly pressed against her lower lip and she doesn't speak. She looks straight into my eyes, as if she had no soul. I see that she also has eyelashes on her elbows and on the tips of her fingers. I feel disturbed enough so I swing my hand at her and she disappears.

The dream turns into a setting of what seems to be like Half-life 2. The street's of City 17 I'd think. It's night time now. I see a dementor from the Harry Potter universe approaching me and I shout : " Expecto, patronum!" at it with my hand pointed forward. A great mist of light consumes the dementor. I lose a little bit of lucidity. I then proceed to fly around, killing more dementors with the same spell around the street. I see Harry and his friends and I tell them to go do something nice instead of being out here on the street. I once again create a door and it's yellow. (My lucidity goes up and down from now on.) I go through it and I'm in a hallway made out of metal-looking material. It's pretty future like. I decide to "go with the flow" and see what the dream does. There are people and semi humanoid-looking people walking around. The doors of the hallway open by themselves when people walk towards them. I'm accompanied by some people and they begin to lead me somewhere. I can hear some Eurovision music playing nearby. After walking for ten seconds we're suddenly at the back stage of a big warehouse and there's some 10,000 people cheering for a band that is playing on the stage. A sudden impulse leads me to go to the stage and sing along with the band in front of the huge audience. I know the lyrics by heart but I don't really know what I'm saying. I suddenly sounds like a real singer. I go and fly over the audience but they soon disappear and I fly to the wall and into the darkness.

I'm eating at my high-school with my friends when some boy comes and sits besides me. I suddenly have a WILD "within the dream" and first I reluctantly rise in tothe air and towards the light, but then completely surrender myself. I try to reach for the light, it's so amazing. I can see some red text and I try to read it without success.


ceiling

Had quite some dreams, but since I overslept I'll stick to describing the lucid.

​Mirror, mirror on the wall
I'm standing in front of a mirror. I don't recall there being much as but this mirror in a very small square room, perhaps the size of a toilet. For no apparent reason at all, I become aware that I'm dreaming, though my mind wasn't that clear and I didn't have control over my actions. My first thought is to make something levitate to win my lucid challenge with werty52. There's nothing in this room that I can levitate though. I consider making a small red box appear out of nowhere on the ground in front of me. I'm sort of half doing it, while half telling myself that that's too challenging. I'm not sure if the box appeared. I decide to stick my right hand through the mirror, to stabilise the dream by ascertaining that this is a dream. My hand goes right through. Mere seconds later my phone starts to ring and it throws me off my balance. I lose the dream. I think it might've lasted for maybe 20 seconds.

today i started the nose plug rc whenever i wake up and while journaling. since i get so many false awakenings, this is a great way to get lucid.

i did the nose plug and i think i couldnt breathe. text on my phone looked weird and i got up and tried levitating and it worked, so i knew i was dreaming. i opened the rolluik and flew outside, it was dark. my roomw as even darker. i saw the night sky and was scared i might go really high so i landed. there were 2 black kids and the boy wasnt there when i landed. the girl had a yellow skirt and i didnt interact with her. while flying down from the window i said i am dreaming, i live in this city, my name is atilla, i am 21 years old. and then i remember thinking i wanted to find a hot girl and soon after that it ended. my voice was weird, like a double voice. like a monster or robot. this lucid dream was under 1 minute i think.

Doing a workshift and stumble upon the thought that I could be dreaming since it seem too early to be doing this.

Sad dream last night.

I dreamed I was with my older sister. She and I were in a large house going upstairs. She seemed so strong and fast. I commented to her about how she seemed so athletic. Something about this seemed strange. She said that this reminded her of that time long ago when we went on a big hike together and how fun that was. That it was before she got sick.

I thought about how sick she had been with cancer. How she was bedridden. My mind was suddenly trying to remember when she got better. How was she suddenly so healthy and athletic?

BLAM

The thought hit me hard. She wasn't better. She had died. This was just a dream. I woke up with a start.

It would have been nice to have stayed lucid and had a nice dream spending time with my sister again. But I guess it wasn't meant to be.

I want to catch up again with recording my dreams here. This is from two night ago:



Obviously dreaming and lucidity are on my mind. But sometimes things get pretty mixed up in dreams. Almost 10 years of lucid dreaming and I still have nights like this.

In the first dream I was with a group of people in a place that looked similar to the backyard in the house I grew up in. I was looking at a dirt slope and saw a cicada nymph that was about to hatch out into its adult form. My eyes had a macro view as I saw the exoskeleton start to split and the adult head start to emerge. I thought this was the coolest thing ever, so I went to get my phone/camera so I could film the process.

I knew I had left my phone on a table, but when I got there it wasn't there. I frantically started looking around. How could I have misplaced it? I'm usually so careful with my phone. I started shouting out to everyone there to help me find my phone. I looked back over and saw that the cicada was about halfway out. I was missing this! I kept running around in search of my phone when I suddenly "woke up".

I was back in my bed and I looked over and my phone was on my night stand. Duh, that was just a dream. Of course. Typical dream--can't find my camera to take a picture of something cool. I then jumped up out of bed and grabbed my camera and headed out to the backyard where everyone still was. Now I could take a picture of the cicada.

Haha. Completely missed lucidity on that one!


Dream 2:

I was talking to someone about a book. We had also been talking about lucid dreaming. I told the person (a lady, I think) I was with that it was pretty easy to enter a dream. I started walking her through the steps. First you get into a relaxed state, then you start picturing what it is you want to dream about.

I started thinking about that book. I remembered a scene where there was a girl who was running down the street. I started thinking about it. Soon I saw the girl and the neighborhood appear in front of my eyes.

I told the lady who I was with that I was going to enter a scene from the book. I told her that I was already seeing the image appear before me. I told her the next step was to solidify everything, so I could make myself enter the dream.

I then saw everything more clearly. My vision was following this girl down the street. I now knew that I had to solidify my own body. I imagined my legs running and swinging my arms. I soon could see my arms as I ran. I looked down and saw my feet. This was progressing nicely.

I then reached out and rubbed my hands together. Yes. I was fully in the dream. Yes, I was lucid. Awesome!

I continued following the girl. Something told me this was important. She went in to a house. I followed.

And that's all I remember. I must have lost lucidity.

I feel bad I lost the chance to have a nice long lucid dream where I accomplish many goals. But I should always be happy anytime I get lucid , even if the dream's short and I get there is strange ways. It shows dreaming and lucidity were on my mind.

I've tried the SSILD again the past night. I had a LD but what happened it was a very strange and new experience to me: during an usual dream I found myself in a bathroom of an old building, like a school or a hospital.
At some point while looking at the mirror (that was steamy) I became lucid (I don't remember if something in particular triggered it or if it just happened) but then I became aware of my body in the real world.
I'm not sure if I was aware of it for the whole time and the dream itself was some prolonged HH like the night before, or if I became aware of it just after gaining lucidity (it's hard to explain or even realise it), but at that point I was in my bed, with my eyelids still closed and the dream I was having it was similar to a projection on my closed eyelids. It also became an old black and white movie, similar the ones of the world wars.

This is something new to me, I was living only the visual experience of the dream in a very clear and detailed way, like watching a movie (but not with my mind's eye as when day dreaming), while becoming aware of my physical body. Also, the black and white thing is new, I've always dreamt in colours, I don't know if it was some way with which my mind tried to make sense of the fact that I was "watching a dream" with closed eyes.

Furthermore when I woke up in the middle of the night, after one of the dreams, I also had auditory hallucinations, like if someone was speaking to me (I've done a RC just to make sure that it wasn't just a FA), sadly I don't remember what the voices were saying.

During the rest of the night I had some other of dreams (not lucid), but in one in particular there was something new that I think I've never done in the past: I shape-shifted myself into a bird as a disguise and to fly away from someone that was following me with the intention to hurt me.

5/2/2016 (thu)

Long LD 354 "Tank Rampage"
The dream copies our ealier Thursday night tabletop session where we are making up characters for a new Star Wars Edge of Empire campaign. NH is there along with JK and a random guy and a girl. The room is also my bedroom. Having finished my character I lounge in bed listening to the others talking.

In a micro dream I am in a Star Wars themed space port. They have weird model helicopters and boats stuck on the wall. I see some kind of rollercoaster build in to the buildings as well.

The dream skips back to the earlier scene. Bedroom/Living room table.

My model lego quinjet is right next to the pillow and I accidently break it by resting my head on it. Part of the wing falls off and the cockpit. I reattach the broken bits and find lego Han Solo has stolen the quinjet.

Anyway Im desperate to sleep and suddenly hear AB in the next room, along with Star Wars mysic and assume she is watching The Force Awakens. I go ask her if she could turn the volume down a little. The music reduces in volume and I go back into the other room. The others pack up and leave, along with mysterious blonde girl.

After lying down to sleep a false awakening happens. There are people back in the bedroom talking. Also there is a cat and a large grey wolf. I study them and become lucid. Recalling the TOTM I walk through the bedroom wall. It goes slightly black for a moment then I end up in a hospital corridor. It seems deserted. I walk along to some kind of foyer and see my parents sitting in the waiting room. I wave and then run and do some parkour over the packed waiting room benches to get outside.

The car park has a chain fence running along it. I remember a personal goal to drive a tank through a city and decide this is a fence protecting an army base. I rip the fence down like its tin foil.

Inside is a weird white building that reminds me of a mission setting from MGS V. There are guys in military uniform hanging around chatting on the balconies. Possibly they are off duty. I decide to avoid them and try to fly over the building, because there are explosions and some kind of battle going on on the far side.

I try to use fast flying and after a slightly wobbly start launch up over the building. A battle is going on between several tanks. one looks like a small predator tank. I land on the roof, yank open the hatch and jump inside. Things switch to a first person view without any of the controls of the tank. Just as well cause Ive never been in a tabk and have no idea how to drive one. Instead it handles like a reasonably fast car. I head back towards town, following a road that is thinner than the tank but that doesnt matter. I see some vehicles and drive over them, smashing them up. And of course I fire the tanks main weapon off a few times in the direction of various buildings, watching them blow up in unrealistic Hollywood style. Vision goes a bit fuzzy and all visual sensations vanish but the feeling of movement continues.

The dream attempts to trick me with a false awakening. Nope.

I pinch my nose to confirm this is still a dream. The room looks bizarre anyway with stacks of orange boxes on shelves. The door leads into a hospital. Childrens ward. I quickly head through a few corridors to get out when a gorgeous red head catches my eye. Taking her hand I push into the closest room, which is a storeroom and filled with crap. I make a sweeping gesture to destroy it all.

For a moment I hesitate, just staring at her. A weird false memory suggests she is a coworker. (Nope). Also she looks about 18, dressed in green hospital scrubs but she looks to have a great body hidden under those not-so-flattering clothes. She waits patiently until I move in for a kiss, and she reciprocates. I have trouble with my trousers and have to look down to work out how to get them off. She is now holding up a mirror, reflecting the view of my privates back at me. Uh. That looks a bit wrong. I look from the mirror to my dream body and back. The reflection is not me its um... significantly wider, but my dream body seems normal.

On looking back up the mirror is now a laptop screen and the red haired woman is now inside the screen. Dammit. I try to enter the screen. "No! We'll be trapped!" she shouts. "You have to pull me out!"

I try to reach into the screen and grab her hand but can't get through. Frowning I try to get her back into the room with willpower. Her face starts getting dragged into the screen, some horrific special effects that nake it look like her face is dissolving into sand. She is screaming. Shit this isnt supposed to happen!

The scene fades. Can't leave things that!

Its another false awakening. An RC confirms it. I yank open the bedroom door searching for the red haired girl. She is waiting on the other side. She smiles weakly as I pull her into a tight hug and start appologising for what happened. She seems fine so we start kissing again and I get her top off this time. I'm trying to focus on giving her a good time since I still feel guilty about the whole ripping her apart through the screen thing.

I take my tshirt off and she looks at me with a slightly critical eye. Normally I wouldnt give a crap about my appearance but since this is about what she wants... "What?" I ask her.
"Kinda skinny." She says, stroking a hand down my abs.
"Ok, how about..."

My usual dream method of bulking up is to pull in some deep breaths and make some wrestler poses. "Hrrrrrrr! Rrrrrrrh!" This makes her giggle but seems to have the right effect. She seems quite happy with my new muscular physique. Following this we start to have sex but I get the feeling it isnt what she really wants.

We head outside to go flying. I take her hand and lift up into the sky. We head onto the roof of a tall building where there is loud music playing that seems familiar. I start rocking out and play air guitar. The girl is gone.

I head through the streets searching for her and run into a couple of thugs armed with knives who decide to try and rob me. Bad plan. As the first goes to stab me I slow time for him giving me plenty of time to block the strike and turn the knife back on him. The other guy steps in and I repeat this until they both have a couple of nasty knife cuts.

I wake up and consider trying to chain back in but think back on how long the dream has been and decide it might make me forget all this.

It was nighttime and i was standing on a sidewalk, for some reason the street lamps were all off and the only light source was the moon's illumination. It must've been quite cold because i was wearing a hoodie, i was wearing gloves and i could see my breathe exhaling in front of me. I noticed a girl staring at me from across the street; she was also wearing a jacket, gloves, and a beanie. We both stood for a few moments just staring at each other before she started making her way towards me. She closed the distance between us, finally stopping directly in front of me. Both of us stood quietly in front of each other. She had her hands stuffed in her jacket pockets, Her hair was black, her skin was pale, and her eyes were staring directly into mine. She was beautiful. A moment of silence and stillness passed between us untill she finally took her hands out of her jacket and cupped both sides of my face. She took a step closer to me, Her face was now only inches away from mine, she was so close i could feel her breathing on me. Before i could get a grasp of what was happening She was was already kissing me. Her lips were warm and soft, her tongue was wet and it was wrestling with mine, and her hands gripped my face tightly as she continued kissing me. It was amazing. As we stood there on the sidewalk kissing i felt, to my horror, myself starting to wake up. I did'nt want to wake up, i wanted to stay. I wrapped my arms around her waist and embraced as much of her as i could. I was desperately kissing her back as i felt her fading away from me. The beautiful girl i was holding tightly onto was disappearing and at the same time I was slowly gaining consciousness, until finally i woke up. My room was still quite dark, so i must've woken up right before dawn. For some reason i was short of breath and i was sweating considerably. I could still feel her warmth on my lips. It felt so intense... So real. More real and intense than any kiss i've experienced before. That was, without a doubt, the most vivid dream i've ever had in my life. I sat up from my bed with an ache in my chest as the realization that it was all just a dream hit me like a speeding vehicle. It wasn't real... She wasn't real. The pain of her not being real was too much for me. I started crying. I've never cried before because of a dream. Wierd. It's been four days since i've dreamt of that girl. I can't get get her out of my head. It's as if i'm in love with her. Wow, isn't that sad? I'm in love with a girl that doesn't exist. Since that night i've been going to sleep with her on mind. I hope i see her again. Even if she's only in my head.

dreamviews/safari ate my ENTIRE DJ ENTRY for today. Only re-posting one-sentence summaries for now:

bedtime: midnight

~ 5 hrs:

+ train

WBTB: 45 mins to 1 hour

+ LD#171 blimp ToTM Basic II (sky)

+ LD#172 paralyzed, sucked into sky, cartoon bridge

+ LD#173 "L" science museum, girls, kiss, ask to dance, kiss

BTS

+ (f) offering pizza to friends/guests in a house

+ caveman: oral attention to girl