lucid

Dream 1

I was with a girl in a really dark place. I was trying to type in the password to her computer, and I figured it out. Also there was a mansion somewhere, with a huge atrium. That's all I remember.

Dream 2

I was in college high school, where it was sort of like high school in that everything was in one building, but it was also like college in that everyone could choose to go to class at different times or not at all. I remember one of the people I went to high school with (he was also possibly a nazi, but he didn't really do much as one). After one of our classes together, he invited me to go smoke weed with him and his buddies. I said yeah. He gave me his number and said he would give me more details about it later. I then started walking to a town farther than my weed-buddy's condo (i think it was one). It was downtown of a town, and there were lots of stores and crap there. There was also a big tower that looked like the one in Seattle. Eventually, my weed-buddy texted me back to be there at five. I realized I had a class at that time and said I'd be there anyway.

I remember it almost being five and walking back to his condo. I went in and found him in the lobby or something. There were a few girls with him (one of them from my college hall irl, I'll call her V). We all went up to our friend's place after talking a bit and started smoking weed and drinking a bit of alcohol (possibly). Later on, we all started talking about having sex (in an orgy). Soon, we did have an orgy, but I never took my pants off. I then started 69ing V, with my pants still not off.... Later, after the sex, we went to a party in a lounge, and I told someone I never had a girl touch me. Then a girl with glasses and a blonde ponytail said she would give me a handjob, and she did. It felt good.

Later at this party, there were a shit ton of people. Everyone got drunk and we all started playing that game where the floor is hot lava, and we were jumping on couches and what-not. After the party was over the next morning, I needed to find my school stuff, and I asked a guy where it was. He responded with hostile remarks and said that "I wasn't good at 'floor-lava.'" I then became semi-lucid for a few seconds and said "die." I threw a couch at him, and he flew away from being hit by a couch. I was sucked back into the dream, forgetting it was a dream, and was transported to the principle's office. I was telling him about the incident. The end.

I found myself in my father room seeing the video game called tomb raider playing. I decided to stop watching and get off the bed to see my brother not too far. Before I could ask him anything the room got a bit darker and I could tell someone else wasn't too far from me. I turn around and could see a boy in a dark blue hoodie walking about with no a type of mask. I look to my brother direction and ask him could he see this child as his attention appear to remain focus on me. He replies with a no, this made me question myself. I started saying I must be hallucinating as my body began getting a weird sensation. Suddenly I got push out of my dream body but someone who also appear to be me. My mother looking to be asleep then appear out of thin air and was sitting in a chair at the back of the room. This other me knocks her to the floor before I could regain control of the dream body. My mother irriated had awoken and tells my brother to leave me on the floor as they both walk away. I wake up soon after.

So I've been trying out DEILD again
This time I feel I've got a better way to learn it though
Dunno wtf is up with me and premature awakenings lately... Also I got lazy and waited till this afternoon to journal it so my record sucks :/

Lucidity: 6/10
Control: 6/10
Vivacity: 8/10

I'm unsure of what the first part of the dream was about, or why I became lucid... but I do a finger counting RC and become lucid. I'm in front of a park, behind a tall, black metal fence. By my side is a redhead girl, she's got her hair in a pony tail. In front of me is a kid jumping up and down the fence, sticking some kind of small high tech device onto the fence. He gives me a familiar impression... like he was my kid or my past self, or something. I try to talk to him but he keeps sticking those things on the fence... so, using a small blast of telekinesis, I shoot them off. He starts flying around and I say,
"I can fly too, you know!"
And I start using my (now usual) technique to fly a bit; I can't do it nearly as well as I would like to, however. I was planning on catching him in flight but it seems like that won't happen so as I struggle to fly, I throw my hand towards him and blast him into a tree with telekinesis. I land onto the fence and there, I prepare for a good fight. With both of my hands I do a waving motion at my hip's height, creating some fire which burns around my arms. But before I can do anything else, off course, I wake up.

I'm at home and there are people inside the house. I enter the house and go to this room where there are things all over the floor, like someone were in a hurry and just abandoned them there. I look outside through a door (which in real life is actually a window) and everybody is walking back and forth in a transe state, so I know instantly that they are zombies.
I turn back and go quickly outside. As I reach the porch I instantly know that I'm dreaming. As usual, for some reason, instead of focusing and stabilizing the dream, I start to jump around trying to be airbourne so I can fly. I almost make it the first time, but then I think "okay just let me check my fingers then", I look at my hand and there are so many fingers, like 10 or so, I start to count them but stop at the count of 7. Then I look at the entrance gate and start running towards it, maybe with speed I can get in the air. As I start running I get the impression that there's someone (probably a zombie) behind me, but I manage to jump over the gate and here we go! I'm flying over fields and even though the flight isn't very stable (I almost go against the tree tops) it's the longest I've ever been in the air. I try to get more speed but it's not going very good. Far ahead I see these hills with big letters on them. I notice the first is an H and I instantly know it's Hollywood. Why? I don't know, it's not a place I'm excited to explore in the dreamworld.
Now I start hearing this noise that keeps coming and going, and then I'm suddenly in bed and that noise is my nose whistling everytime I exhale. xD

Black: non-dream
Blue: non-lucid
Red: lucid

I waited too long to write this up, completely forgot as I got caught in the hustle bustle of the day >_<

Dream 1 - Trapped by a plant skirt
I remember I was in a school, it seemed to be in a gymnasium. Most of this dream I forgot but I ended up in a room and there was a girl in her school uniform that I was friends with, but she decided to play a joke on me. Her skirt turned into a plant, the hem extended down and then incased me. I seemed to remember getting let out and she was enjoying teasing me or something.

Dream 2 - Lucid on the roof (#13 more lucids to go until I've met my quota)
I remember being at my parents house when I realised it was a dream. I was out on the driveway facing the house when I looked at my hands. I walked forward towards the maple tree by the fish pond with the intention of 'testing' to see if I was dreaming. I placed my hands on the tree and willed it to go... Which it did, it grew smoothly into the air with me holding on. I then stepped onto the roof and walked forward a bit. I noticed how calm I was, the dream felt stable. I knew I had been dreaming for a while before becoming lucid so I figured I would wake up soon (this seems to be the case a lot of the time for me). At some point I had a banana which is the same one I have in my own house at the moment. In the dream it was slightly different though, like I had taken it out of the freezer and thawed it out. Its core was slightly colder, and it had a long bruise-line down its length. I bit into it a bit with the intention of discovering more about my sense of taste in the dreamworld. It was pretty interesting... I felt the cold and crystalline crunch of the interior mix with the softer smooth exterior... The taste was bang on and there was even that slight aftertaste lingering in my mouth for a few seconds. I threw the banana away and I can't recall what happened next.

Dream 3 - Getting changed
I seem to remember being in changing room thinking about what shirt to wear. A couple friends were with me. I then also presented my student ID card and the cashier gave me a ticket to some kind of event called 'lava flow'... I had a friend with me that wanted to go but he/she (can't remember) didn't have an ID card.

Dream 4 - Beat up an old pal
There are two groups of people in the area each living in a separate house. My group decided to surprise the other group with a fun game of tag, but like a warfare variant where you pretend to stab people or shoot them O_o. I think it's night time when we head over and start running around wreaking havoc, but they were apparently already playing a different game when we get there. I don't know where the rest of my group is and I'm in a dark hallway. I spot a girl running out and I 'pretend stab' her with an invisible knife. She seems confused as fuck. I realize just how awkward the situation actually is when they have no idea what's going on. I then ponder why the rest of my group hasn't made an impact yet and spread the word that the game is on... I decide to go look for them and turn left, opening a door to a well-lit room. As I walk in a spot my group all tied up together. I approach them and say something like "Hey girls" (even though they're all guys). My friend Daniel has these glittery hats on and I realize that they've had glitter and lipbalm put on them by the girls in this group... I notice that my comment probably offended them, Daniel just stands up and leaves without saying anything. I get a bit pissy when a different Daniel shows up and starts making out with his boyfriend (he's gay IRL so no surprises there). They were doing FAR too much in front of everyone and it just seemed rude, like they were just going at it in more than a few ways O_O. It pissed me off so much that I decided to smack some sense into him. I can't remember exactly what I did but I did something which took the whole scene too far. I suddenly felt like the bad guy in all this mess and just felt really down about it.

In my dream I am feeling powerful but yet I am an observer. I see someone ahead of me with like a knife or something about to go through a door.

Wondering if I actually did anything in my short lucid what level of lucidity I would have been at.
I went to bed before 12am and a couple of hours later at about 12am I dreamt this.

From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favour fire...

Infiltrating a sorority/fraternity and it's terrible. And my female SHIELD agent is covering for the fact that Captain America is terrible at undercover work.

Now I'm part of a group of three people who are living semi-harmoniously in an older part of town. We have some interesting projects on the go, like improving playgrounds and adding giant transparent red walls to sidewalks so that people have to zigzag through.

I'm looking through a catalogue that has sheaths for ritual daggers that are being advertised pinned to the pages. There are daggers for earth, air, fire and water, and unsurprisingly I'm interested in the fire one.

And then I remember that I already have a ritual dagger. I turn it over in my hand. The blade is pure silver in the dream, unlike the real one.

I'm walking down a road, trying to find my way back to the original path.I know that if it takes too long to get back, I'll lose the thread of the dream, so I hold out a hand to the end of the street and soar towards it.

The street I want to take is the second from the end, but I can't find it, because the second path is now an alley that goes into someone's backyard. I follow the path and find a raspberry bush, and I look around for a basket. I decide that there will be one on the deck when I go to find it, but there's only a box that holds some kindling. I empty out the kindling onto the pile of smaller pieces of wood.

I look around and see an old, dying tree, and all I can notice is that the branches are so dead that they'd make great kindling for the cabin owner's fire.

There are workmen in the backyard. Apparently there are signs saying that they'd be in the area.

I'm Dean Winchester now. Sam and I know that when you get caught somewhere, you pretend that you belong there, so we approach the workmen and strike up a conversation.

They're vampires, as it turns out.

There's a fight.

I drive a stake into one man's chest—

wait, that's zombies in this universe

—and my silver dagger appears in my hand. I swing it around and slice into the vampire's neck as I throw my weight forward. The vampire stumbles, still off-balance from the stake, and I'm behind him, slicing into his throat and grabbing at his hair so that I can fully behead him.

(There's an argument as to whether this works according to the rules of the game. I win.)

There are bodies all over the back yard, now. We're going to have to burn them.

I grab wood from the shed out back and set to covering our dead vamps with lumber and kindling. I'm lighting the shed itself on fire when I hear a shout.

The man who appears was a friend of John Winchester's, and he's angry that his property is going up in flames.

I'm trying to choke him out without killing him. He struggles, and it's not working, but then he changes tactics and tries to grab at my ears and pull.

I decide that it's a trope of the genre that you can hit someone over the head and knock them out without being at risk of killing them, so one of us hits him over the head with the butt of a rifle.

Fire burns, and the old tree from earlier provides us with as much kindling as we need. I go over to the cabin, and realize that there's meat drying in the racks along the outside wall. My stomach churns as I realize that it's cursed all to hell—I don't want to think about what kind of meat has gone into the ground meat patties that are sitting on the rack, but there's a telltale haze of angry spirits hanging around the meat. Somehow, at least one of them is an ancient, powerful indigenous spirit, how the fucking hell...

I set it all on fire.

A blonde, average-sized woman with curly hair enters the yard, looking curious. "What's going on?" she asks, looking genuinely curious.

Because all we need is another civilian to knock out and haul away before they die of smoke inhalation.

"Ma'am," I start—

She looks past me. "You know, certain spirits are actually freed when you burn them."

Witch, I think. Of the Supernatural-style variety. I run forward, brandishing my knife, and she laughs as I plunge it into her chest. Light explodes from the place where the knife stabbed into her, and she soars up into the sky, a being of pure white light and destruction.

I turn around to deal with the spirit, and I think I'm calling up an explosion of—hellfire, soulfire?—and it's enveloped completely.

My long black cloak trails out behind me as I crash into the other witch, tearing into her. I snarl as I grab part of her cloak—pull it away with part of her essence as a ripping, tearing noise fills the air—and shoot past her. There are three of us, beings of darkness and the night, tearing through the sky and tearing into the thing of light that wants only to destroy.

Darkness can be a force for good in the world just as light can, and both can snuff out life as well as they can extend it. All we need—I think, flying at the other witch—is for some idiot to think that the good guy is being outnumbered here just because they're burning with Light.

Before sleeping I had pratically nothing to do with anything concerning Tupac. Although this dream really did sent chills through.)

During the beginning of this dream, I had arrived at this small house. For some reason it seemed like I had family that lived there or I was visiting someone. As I walked into the house, I was greeted by few people, their faces I cannot remember, but this was the point where it seemed like I was able to pretty much control what I could do and say. I walked around a bit, passing through the living room. Though no one was in there at the time, I felt a pull towards staying in there. After making my way into the kitchen and a few of back bedrooms, searching for something, I was back in the living room. As I passed in front of the couch, was pulled down onto the floor. It just so happened that it was Tupac. He had been laying there watching the t.v. I looked up at him and grabbed his cheeks, staring at him for a minute as if I couldn't believe he was actually there. Although, that's where I realized it was a dream. I ended up sighing softly and looked away, him tilting my chin up. That's when I spoke, saying, "I know you're not real, but why do you keep popping up in my head?" He simply laughed and replied, "Because, sweetheart, I'm coming back. Infact, I'll be back soon. Just keep your eyes open." I woke up after that. Sadly. I absolutely love his smile so it just kind of felt like I was ripped away when I wasn't ready. I just wish I knew what the heck it all meant.

Note:
- I can't quite remember what order everything was in... but I'll go with my gut.
- As soon as the "lucidity" kicks in, I feel like it was fake. Like the lucidity was part of the dream and not really my conscious.

[Plot begins]:
I'm at some store (my brain tells me it's Ollie's) with my family. I round a corner and see this girl who I pseudo-broke-up with a long time ago (long story).
[Note: The day before, she'd shot me a pleasant look when I coincidentally saw her]
She sees me, and acknowledges me, not saying anything. Immediately, the awkwardness sets in, and I make my way out of the store. However, I hear her say under her breath something to the effect of: "There he goes again, saying nothing..."
This gave me the courage to turn around and go up to her.
I say, "Hey... How've you been?"
She looks down and says, "Pretty good... you?"
"Same." I say. There's this aura of wanting to reconcile, when she says:
"Do you want to make some plans?"
And I say "Yes."


[End plot; change setting]
I'm floating above this game world very similar to Minecraft and panning around (it's filled with tons of people). For some reason, I know I'm lucid and I think to myself: Yes! Now I can do the TOTM! <-- (Not really; I just wanted to pee on a DC)
Immediately, I fly over to this train station. There's this statue of a fat, drunk woman with *erm* improper dress holding a graduated cylinder full of pink liquid. I find Ron Weasley and a bunch of other DC's. I chase one of them and try peeing on them.... and I wake up. But I'm not sure if I really woke up or if I had a false awakening; this whole thing was pseudo-lucid.
Repeat the above step several times.

[Fragment]:
I look to the skies and fly straight up, but the trees never stop getting taller... odd.

[Wake up.]

I had one of my most stable LD's yet. I was called into work and once I got there I realized it was a weekday. That somehow made me realize I’m dreaming. I did my reality checks to see (they all failed!) but I knew I was dreaming. Everything felt so real. I felt a wall and it felt so real. I even bit it! All that grounding really worked to keep me present in my dream. I tried doing handstands because I thought I could practice and I should be able to do it in my dream but I couldn’t! Kept falling over. There was a little girl playing with toys and some people. I walked over there and tried to remember things I wanted to do in LD’s. I remembered something but I couldn’t re-enter the dream. Despite sounding so short it felt quite long.

Finally did another TotY
Pretty short in general but whatever :p

Lucidity: 8/10
Control: 7/10 ?
Vivacity: 8/10

I'm in the backseat of a car, at night. As I look out the window, I remember the other lucid dreams I've had that began in a car at night.
Wait a second...
I check reality and rub my hands together; I remember the the TotY.I'm about to jump out the car when I notice that there is a "roof window" thing in the car. So, I climb on top of the car through it.

I feel a strong wind on my face. As I look around I realize that the road I'm on is really, really uninteresting. It goes straight with no turns until it reaches the horizon and there is nothing around it but grass. There are a few other cars than mine, though. I decide that the best thing to do is to jump from car to car, until I find something worthwhile. I focus on my legs and as I jump, I imagine some kind of energy shooting through them. The third (I think) car I jump to turns out to be a limousine. As I rub my hands together I decide that this is where I'll find the God of Wine. I straighten my arms towards the middle of the roof, the back of my hands against each other, and then I pull them apart. By telekinesis, the roof opens up in a split. Before I jump down In the car, I make sure to say something like "I knew I'd find you there, God of Wine." Sure enough, the god is sitting there on a backseat couch. He has some kind of golden ornaments around his head, kind of like a really big crown. He's also holding a small carafe of what I assume to be wine. Without saying anything, he pours the liquor in a glass and drinks it. So, I take a filled glass out of nowhere and drink it, too. I'm only tasting a very vague, sour hint of wine.As he refills his glass, I mentally suggest: You're feeling drowsy, you're about to pass out!
He drinks this glass and I just kind of force him to pass out... I just repeated the words "pass out" lots of time, the words felt like I was sending waves of "energy" at him or something.
I'm satisfied but unsure: do I have to drink one more glass to wine, since I only drank one and he drank two? Just in case, I chug my same glass again which refilled itself at some point. I remember that my next goal is to try and dilate time but first I want to change scenery. So, I dive out the car's window and try to fly. I focus on the impression of speed but I feel like I'm too close to the ground; I won't be able to fly back up, so instead I dive roll onto the ground. When I stand back up, I notice a dark spot out in the distance and as I look deeper, I realize that it's a forest. I start walking to it but I get woken up by my cat before I get there -_-

Morning of September 13, 2015. Sunday.



I am in a seemingly isolated area that feels somewhat elevated (such as some sort of “floating” featureless room), in semi-lucidity, enough to know that my conscious thoughts can make and shape my (unscripted in this case) dream. I think about a snowstorm for no particular reason and I watch a few snowflakes swirl through the air outside, in the darkness of seeming night, seemingly looking west (considering the vague focus and orientation of our real bedroom). I see no land features, just the snowflakes. After a few minutes, I see a blizzard though I do not feel cold at any point. I feel a deep sense of peace for a time, watching the snowflakes swirl around.

I eventually get a vague idea that I am looking into outer space rather than looking outside and into a snowstorm, and then I eventually realize that I “actually” am looking into a “real” outer space scene. Now, stars and planets are swirling around, crashing into each other with brilliant explosions. I am somewhat amused that a simple blizzard transforms into such an amazing chaotic event that seems to imply “the end of the universe”. I start thinking of the scene being reminiscent of “The Wizard of Oz”, where Dorothy is watching all the strange imagery through her window. I even do a vocal “doot-doo” version of the scene where Miss Gulch is riding her bicycle.

I soon get the idea that the little melody of Miss Gulch’s bicycle ride is not really that suitable for the end of the universe, so I try to vocalize “The Ride of the Valkyries” but keep shifting into the “National Geographic” theme. No matter what, I cannot grasp the melody from “The Ride of the Valkyries” without it switching to the other tune. I “realize” that the two pieces have much the same music but with slightly different timing and accented parts. The exact “The Ride of the Valkyries” melody keeps eluding me and I get more and more frustrated that I cannot remember it correctly. In the background, the “National Geographic” theme keeps distracting and even “teasing” me every time I get a little of the other tune correct.

From here, I see that the end of the universe has changed into a basketball game. This seems reasonable, as a sphere is still bouncing about the “cosmos”. I watch passively for several minutes.

“Could you move?” says a young friendly female voice from behind me. Indeed. I find that I had not been looking out a window (even though I was - my dream just typically changed as such), but sitting in front of a large television where a basketball game is being broadcast (and perhaps the other scenes were relevant to a cowboy show followed by a channel changing to an astronomy show followed by it being changed to this basketball game). It is a young version of my wife, seated on a couch and wearing a light pink robe, but in a scenario that implies it is years before we met. “I didn’t know girls watched basketball,” I say. I get up and suddenly stop when I see two people I do not know coming into the room. They are likely token parents of Zsuzsanna’s in this scene. So, obviously, I transform into an antique brass floor lamp. The “father” comes over and pinches my nose and my “bulb”, implied to be at about the same level as my head, lights up the room a bit better. Zsuzsanna has an extraordinarily mischievous grin growing on her face, as she seems to be eating popcorn.

Remembering that I am dreaming (rather than my lucidity being consistent throughout), I decide to try to come out of my brass floor lamp camouflage. This is difficult and I succeed only in wobbling my base while rocking side to side, making a curious clanging sound on the wooden floor. The other male looks around curiously, but then continues to chop some spring onion in the kitchen.

Well, I cannot move as a lamp, so I might as well wake up, which I do.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I have been crossing a desert with few lucid dreams these past couple of years, mostly due to my mind's attention having been taken over by "reality" and its demands. But lucid dreams do happen once in a while. I had one a couple of nights ago, I suddenly got aware I was dreaming and didn't waste any more time, went straight to realizing the whole dream scenario was an illusion and made it all disappear and just hang around in the void and emptiness. But I didn't last long, I felt that cry of despair of the ego, wanting to go back to what’s familiar, to references... and as soon as I felt it, I was back into the stream of dreams.

Morning of September 12, 2015. Saturday.



A small beautiful hand is very well-defined and well-rendered. It moves ever so slightly. I appreciate the three-dimensionality of the fingers being slightly closer to me, though I am more in the center of the room at first. There is a sense of deep peace and an essence of bliss. I find myself in a mostly empty semi-dark room with one four-paned window, open only about an inch. There is a gentle rain outside, some of the droplets seeming to fall on large leaves from the sound of it, perhaps elephant ear plants. A young girl in a white hooded dressing gown is webbed to the wall to the left of the window (on my left) but also a bit onto the actual window, mostly facing the wall but slightly turned to the right. The silky, seemingly glowing spider web covers her everywhere, head to toe, and out to the floor a bit, all but her left forearm and hand (though it seems her left shoulder is webbed against the wall). I notice five very small blueberries in the palm of her hand, none touching each other. I do not know who it is, but I assume, because of the ecstatic nature of the imagery and the strange but pleasant sensations in my skin, that it can only be an essence of my wife.

I take one of the blueberries and eat it and the taste is very sweet. I take a second one after due consideration, and the taste is very slightly different but still nice (as with blueberries in real life, as well as strawberries; each and every one always tastes slightly different from every other). Regardless of being “woven” into the intricate spider web, the girl is seemingly alive and very healthy; just in some sort of “hibernation” perhaps. The scene is not gruesome at all; it is amazingly pleasant (and I see no actual spider at any point, though I suspect it is a redback or black widow that somehow made all the intricate webbing). She does not open her eyes at any point. I consider having a third blueberry, but the sensations in my skin are almost “too” pleasurable, so I leave her with three and I casually throw myself backwards into oblivion, falling into various beautiful abstract images and flashes of pure blue.

+ motorcycle riding, I like that I'm finally riding on my own motorcycle. I imagine that I will take care of it and clean the chain myself.

+ parking garage, driver drives my car off the ramp. I complain that he moved his hands to the right instead of the left How to get the car off the ledge? Guy: have to pull it out, Me: simple, just put it in reverse

+ encounter woman and girl outside the science musuem. I head home, and on the way see an abandoned cat in a blanket giving birth to kittens. Call out to woman, girl. The kittens are just a big head with big eyes. Back at childhood home the heads are more like rodents and running around getting lost in the couch. I dig up the couch cushions and see the cat has one of the head/hamsters in its mouth, I pry the round ball out of the mouth.

WBTB

+ boat outside window in canal, RM from company R (ex-boss) is the captain, I introduce myself but he can't hear (the boat is *really* loud) me or recognize me until I'm right in his face. I look a lot older than when I worked for him, and took off my glasses, I'm standing in company R because the walls and doors and everything around me is painted solid red! Talk to SS (founder company 3) about how I often dream about the old days at work, and doing chip bringups.

+ see jr high friend DD and another guy. They're moving. They leave a bag of random small stuff there. Is it for me to carry, or is he throwing it away? I decide I must pick it up and carry it.
Go to an area which appears to be a balloon blowing up company. I ask where I should put all this stuff. They say "file it under Lady Gaga, because nobody goes there."

After I file it I turn around and see a woman standing up on a balcony looking down at me from the second floor. Then I'm standing facing her closely with her back to the wall. I notice she's very tall, she goes back and forth between being just a bit taller than me, or right around my height, I can't quite decide. I say "wow you're tall! I'm 6 feet X inches!" I try to think if I should kiss her or not.

+ I'm outdoors on some terraced area, people are all around. I see a girl lying on the ground. I go over to her and get bold and lie on top of her and try to convince her without using any powers to 'engage' with me, she's not interested, dream fades…

… and I return to the dream nearby that girl, lucid. I see the dream forming, and at first the people I see are a strange combo of 2d and 3d. I just relax and try to let the dream settle and see an attractive woman and head for her. But then there's a big announcement about a tornado that is several hours away, and all the people get up and leave, I think that if the tornado is several hours away they really jumped the gun unnecessarily on the early announcement.

+ I'm standing in a room with people. It's sort of like a large kitchen. I see a woman standing at a sink (washing dishes?),

Spoiler for explicit sexy time:

she is bold and I see her grab the hand of a man next to her and pushes it on her right breast. This makes me go "zing" and I'm lucid and I go right up behind her. I reach for her breasts from around her back with both hands, and I made a quick gesture to take down my pants and hers but we remain clothed and I'm pressing up against her. I make a gesture to take off her top and bra, and quickly reach for her (I think) naked breasts with both hands, but a bra instantly appears and I'm grabbing over the outside of the bra. I "whip off" the bra again and make a quick reach and again another (different color?) bra instantly appears blocking me. I then lean up and put my mouth against her right ear and say, "Hey baby, why don't you take off your bra so I can see your <bleep>s?" Then the bra is gone, I look over her shoulder and see I'm now holding each of her naked breasts in my hands, and give them a good long squeeze. I look up and see we're standing in front of a mirror, she is hazy/vague, but I see my head poking up above her and I get the impression that my face matches my current appearance. At one point she turns her head to the right to look back at me, her mouth is sort of strange, open and her lips/jaw looks angular.

I'm in a house standing in front of a screen on the wall, there is a lever control on the left and a knob on the right. I'm seeing the view of the same house I'm in through this screen, and there are some naked girls walking around. Then some people come and I'm trying to cancel this screen image by turning the level and knob, but it doesn't turn off, I start turning more quickly and eventually the image does turn off.

+(f) walking through a large open area with work areas. I'm giving a tour, I point out "this is the crafts area," and to the left there are some more artists areas, but they're private, and the girl there I see shakes her head and does not want to be part of the tour. Then I'm walking through this area with some young people and I forget the details.

+(f) there is a rush of people heading towards the elevator. I get on and lean against the wall because I'm tired, but there are some old people coming and they'll want my spot so I have to get up and give it to them.