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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The time is mid-afternoon, and though it doesn’t appear tobe a school day my children are not at home. I’m standing in what is normallymy laundry room, but somehow it extends about 10 feet further out to the west,and my view is in line with the sidewalk which normally borders that side of myhouse.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As I look out my window, four people walk right through myyard, conversing as they do so that walking through my yard is okay. The firstthree people are young black girls, two younger ones, and perhaps their oldersister. The older one is decently attractive, and has her hair pulled backtightly. She is wearing a white t-shirt, shorts, sandals, and has a dog on aleash. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As she approaches my window, the younger two having alreadypassed, I place my hands on my face and my elbows on the top of washing machineand just stare at her. I wonder what she will do and I’m semi-lucid at thispoint. She walks right up to me, staring into my face at window level, and Ismile at her. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The fourth person walking through my yard is a white woman,following a few feet behind the other three. As the young black womandisappears around the corner and out of view, the white woman starts to pass mycactus garden, and then also moves out of my sight.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Not two seconds later the white woman is in my back yard,and I am not sure if she has climbed the fence or if she came through the frontdoor. This never becomes clear but she does seem friendly, and is looking forcompany. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My laundry room is more a smoking lounge now, similar to howit is in real life. The deck which is attached to it and the structure of myhouse are not the way they appear when I’m awake, and I really enoy theredesign. Wood plank decking and a further extension to the house look nice,and I sit down comfortably.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Don’t worry, you can smoke in here.” I tell the woman. Sherelaxes and lights up a cigarette but it looks like a pipe. We are sitting infolding chairs, like the kind we normally use for outdoor concerts and campingtrips. The room is also more spacious.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Outside the room the wind has picked up and is gustingstrong. Leaves are swirling on the breeze and my hair is blowing about my face.This gets me slightly excited, knowing what such a wind must mean.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I think a storm is coming!” I say excitedly, and I lean outover a railing which previously did not exist. Below me is highway 290 east andI can see a storm cloud a few miles to the east of the house, which is startingto rise over the distant hill.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Oh, I love storms! My new apartment is over there!” thewoman says this in a coy way, knowing my love of storms. She now seems muchmore familiar than she did when she first appeared, and has taken on theappearance of someone I used to know years ago.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The storm cloud is quite ominous looking. The undersideappears to be rolling, like an angry sea, and is the most unusual shade oforange mixed with dark cloud. It almost looks as if the fading light of sunsetis shining on the underside of the cloud, and images from several sci-fi moviesrun quickly through my head. This is often the sign of a strong storm, oftenaccompanied by hail and strong winds. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Now I’m truly excited.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The woman leaves and tells me to catch up to her. I runaround the house, hurriedly get in my vehicle, and follow as fast as I can. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]It doesn’t take long to drive the two or three miles to thehills that appeared on the horizon from my home. The side of the hill facing meis well developed, with several shopping strips, a pizza place, and severalapartment buildings. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m looking forward to taking some pictures of the storms,and I’m almost giddy from being closer to them. The woman, who now seems likemy friend Carla from years ago, has driven behind the pizza place to herapartment building, so I follow. I never park or even exit my vehicle, yetsomehow I am no longer driving and have in fact entered the apartment. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]At first, I don’t realize I have arrived at the locationbecause I am standing on a concrete balcony, or slight hill which is paved andhas a railing to prevent someone falling to the grassy retention area below. AsI turn around I finally realize I am in the apartment, and I begin to lookaround.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The apartment is not atypical, though probably a little morespacious than most, and has high ceilings which slant towards the center wall.A fireplace is on the west wall, surrounded on either side by windows. The deckI was on is behind me, and I am facing the middle of the living room and thefront door beyond. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the center of the room, “Carla” is comfortably loungingon the sofa. I start looking around and even peek out the front door, thoughthe only thing I see is a walkway and another apartment building. Some childrenare playing a ways down the sidewalk.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I close the door and walk back towards the sofa. As I do so,“Carla” jumps up and does a little spin, throwing her hands in the air as shedoes. I become aware that I am aroused by this, and even more unusual, I ammale. Looking down I can clearly see an erection making a bulge in my pants.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I stride forward and “Carla” lies down on her stomach on thefloor. Her body is incredible, and her tight jeans accentuate her ass and hug it in a way that makes me want to bury my face between her legs. I contemplate lying down on top of her, and even imagine the act ofpulling down her pants and entering her from behind, but I decide I shouldapproach her from the other side. I circle around her and approach her head,the open patio door and deck now behind me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Looking over my shoulder I realize that anyone on the roadoutside would easily be able to see us, should they look in our direction, yetthis doesn’t bother me. In fact, I think it arouses me more, and I lie downwhere she was, as she gets up and takes off her clothes.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]She is more beautiful than I remember her being.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In this moment I become fully lucid, and I want this dreamto go all the way. Too often my sex dreams fizzle at the key moment, and I donot want this to happen, so I tell myself that this time it will work out.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m lying on the floor and very erect (remember that I’mmale in this dream) and I reach for her as she straddles me. It’s a wonderfulsensation as she slides down on top of me, and I notice the feel of her skin onher back, the light sheen of moisture clinging to her body as her excitementrises. My hands go to her hips and I thrust deep into her, feeling my dickthrob as she squeezes me. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I can see out the open patio door and a bolt of lightning appears as I thrust hard, a bright flash that lingers as the air cools following the passage of thousands of volts. This imagery seems to complement my mood and as I stare up at her waves of desire and pleasure wash over me. Her breasts are nice and full, thrusting forward as she arches her back, her eyes closed and mouth agape, begging the sky for air as she gasps in time to my thrusts.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My perspective changes, like a movie camera panning around,and I can see the two of us on the floor as if I was standing near the sofa. Ican see the sliding glass door and deck behind us, and I really like this newview. I think I see a tattoo on her back, but I can’t make it out. She isriding me, head thrown back, and I am too involved in the sensations as she slides up and down onme, wonderful feelings that I still experience even though I no longer seem tobe occupying my body.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The view swirls around again and now I’m staring at her faceand chest, as though a camera is slightly over my left shoulder. She is reachingover her head, pulling her hair off her neck to vent some heat, and like me,she too is caught up in the pleasure of this impromptu union. I love the feel of her hands on me, the tickle of her hair, and her scent is intoxicating.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Sadly, and regrettably, I wake up, and the words,“Carnivorous sex,” echo through my mind, as if they had some special meaning towhat I was experiencing. I am very aroused, and a little bit sad that I didn’tget to finish. Still, the imagery and experience was memorable, and I lookforward to more. [/SPOILER][/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I am standing in an office building. The walls are thetypical granite paneling, and lighting is subdued but just enough to be noticedover the ambient light coming in the front windows. I am an agent, for someunknown agency, and I have been discovered in the building. Behind me and to myright is a security agent of the building, dressed in a dark suit, standingwith his hands crossed in front of his stomach. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The man talking to me has short blonde hair, and looks alittle like an asshole. He’s thin but not sickly, and wears glasses and awhitish-yellow shirt. He is grinning almost maniacally and seems almost excitedI was caught, because his plans for me are certainly evil.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Take her down to the lower levels, and show her what wehave in store.” The blonde man sneers this last part, as if to emphasize howmuch I will hate it down there.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I am led off by the agent and as we wait for the elevatordown I find myself too close to a concrete ledge with no protective barrier.For some reason, my leg is dangling over the side, and I feel slightly anxiousto pull myself back up and prevent my fall. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I kind-of skip over the elevator ride down and suddenly findmyself at the bottom of the tower/office building. I am able to see all thesupport structure for the building, braces and beams, all filling up acavernous basement area which is illuminated by large, rectangular lights andgreen lasers. The lasers are originating from the lights themselves, and I takea moment to ponder their function. It never becomes clear but it looksimportant, and it certainly make an impression. I decide it’s just an oddchoice of decoration and move on.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]x I am not indoors as expected but in an exterior space,hundreds of feet below ground surface, staring up at the tower which is supposedto be one of the tallest buildings around. Looking up at it, the structure isindeed immense, and I find myself in awe of its construction. Somehow thisdoesn’t seem like the torture I expected.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The agent, which had been following me, quietly slips into thebackground, and this seems like a good time to make my get-away. Running alongthe basement level I come to a more inhabited area, surrounded by offices,shops, and an escalator leading up. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Instead of taking the obvious escape route I duck into anoffice on my left. The office is empty, as is the attached conference room andthis suits me as I scramble around frantically looking for the rosemary breadfor the mice. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Scattered around the conference room are several baskets ofsliced bread pieces, all of which are quite yummy. One is a sourdough, anothera multi-grain, but I still can’t find the one I need. After searching throughfour baskets I finally come to the basket I need, which contains a variety ofbread I identify as rosemary. It has the appearance of a sourdough loaf slicedinto ½-inch pieces, all buttered and covered in herbs. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I taste a couple pieces, and it is quite good. Rememberingthat the mice need this bread I grab a half-dozen pieces and shove them in oneof the pockets of the smock I am now wearing. With nothing further to keep me here I run out of the office and downthe hall.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As I reach the end of the hall I find myself in the thirdaisle of a toy store. My daughter is here and she is cutting out pictures froma catalog, some sort of project for school. The pictures she is cutting are oftoys she likes as well as images of babies, and I offer to help. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Taking up the scissors I begin to cut. There seem to be alot of people around and their commotion adds to the frantic feeling of the situation,and I cut faster. I know this is somehow important but I don’t recall herhaving this project assigned in school. Fortunately, the dream ends before Ibecome more impatient with my inability to cut a straight line.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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My first WILD this morning!

I slept about 5 hours, from 11 to 4 am. After I got up, I spent some time on DreamViews, especially studying Mzzkc's Comprehensive WILD Guide.

Around 6:15 I felt sleepy and decided to lay down and try what I'd learned.

I'm already well-practiced at the 61-point relaxation technique from extensive yoga nidra practice over the last several years. So I began with that, then chose my breath as a passive anchor. I just allowed myself to drift toward sleep. I stumbled a few times around the sleep paralysis stage but I tried to apply what I learned here.

After about 10 minutes, I found myself in a dream - and I knew I was dreaming!

There was no sense of excitement, and the dream was poor quality, it only lasted a few moments, and I had no control ... but it was definitely lucid.

I find myself looking at a wall of bookshelves, full of multi-colored books of many shapes and sizes. The book titles are blurry and out of focus.

I think "This dream is out of focus. I'd better put my glasses on."

I put my glasses on, and the books come - slowly - into focus. "How interesting!" I think. "These glasses work even in my dream!"

I remove the glasses and put them on again several times, just observing the interesting fact that they work in a dream.

Then the dream faded away and I emerged into semi-consciousness. I tried to re-enter the dream state several times but was not successful.

I woke up and went back to bed in an attempt to WILD.

I had trouble falling back asleep so I got out of bed and reality checked but no luck. I gave up and went back to bed and let my thoughts wonder and fell asleep. When I woke up, these people are around me and I'm in a hospital bed! They said I was better now and I could leave when I wanted to. I thought how long was I asleep? I looked at my clothes and they were rags. I looked like a hermit or poor helpless hobo. I walked out of the room and then I remembered I was going to bed before this and was wondering what was real and what was a dream. I decided to reality check. I looked around and everything was crystal clear, no flaws anywhere. My hands were fine. Signs didn't change when I looked away and looked again.

So I looked at a small clock on a reception desk in the hospital and reached out toward it and it started shaking. I stopped and saw two people staring at me, "how did you do that?" I ignored them and started lifting pencil cups, papers and other small things. I then reached for a bench and I couldn't lift it. I then focused on one of the two people and tried to lift them but couldn't. I can't figure out why this is. I reach for the pencil cup again and it floats flawlessly. I give up and run down the hospital hallways and come across a big open basketball court. I practice flying around in it and then leave the hospital.

I go out of the hospital and into these city streets and fly up above it and observe. I see this massive city and the site is awesome. I then get an idea and fly back down to the ground, get a car, and drive it and try to pull the steering wheel up and it starts flying! I am now flying a car around the city at incredible speeds. I crash land back in the city and go to a theater. There is nothing going on but there is a lot of people there. I find these punk rock college students and they invite me to hang out with them and I decide to go since I was tired of flying anyway.

We go back to a place that looks like the hospital I was in and we talk about stuff and I show off my telekenesis. Then I found a ball and I started throwing it at some of them and then curving it with my powers and then they caught on and we all started throwing it at each other but when someone threw it at me I would make it stop in front of me and they would get mad at me and we would laugh, reminded me of that movie Chronicle . Woke up shortly after.

Well I'm back to the world of lucid dreaming, this marks my first journal entry in years. No remarkable experiences yet, just getting back into the groove of things.

I was in sp moments after falling asleep, it seemed like I was sitting up for a moment, and felt very heavy and sleepy, I slowly fell into the bed feeling this way. I couldn't manage to move automatically anymore. I managed to imagine rolling out of bed, and then I swung myself up, I was in the laundary room, where I had fallen asleep. I stepped into the kitchen, I think I thought of trying to shoot something out of my hand, or take off my clothes randomly, neither idea sounded too fun, thought about levitating something on the table, but as I tried, the dream faded.

I had another SP experience, I heard my brother come down stairs, thinking I was still awake, I was upset that he had happened to get up at this time, because he might ruin my sp. I heard my hungarian friend speak into my ear in hungarian, and heard some small clips of a radio dj, but couldn't make out what was said. I again got up, this time it was darker, and my brother was up. I walked up to my brother and told him I was lucid, he instantly got excited, acting like he was also lucid, I told him I was leaving to go outside and fly. He tried to hold me back, I escaped him and left the house. At this point I tried to really take in the dream scape so it wouldn't escape me this time. I remember there was a huge dirt path running up through the park, and I was following it, my dream seemed vivid at one point, and fading fast the next.

After this I spent some time in the void, where I began to imagine some scene of helping my mother cook dinner with a sauce pan, I wanted to see if I could make it into a dream, I managed to make it into something that might resemble a dream, but don't remember what happened next.

Here I am waking up from bed, "or at least I thought I was" It was bright in my bedroom, the room design was different how I noticed it. Everything looked weird. I walked out of my bedroom and I noticed a digital clock on the wall. I saw the clock and the numbers said 11.1.1.1. I realized something was odd about that clock so I pointed to my self wait I'm dreaming! I became really calm in the entire dream. With out stabilizing because I forgot. I saw my dog sleeping on the couch in the living room. My mind some how redesigned my entire living room. I saw him sleeping on the couch. Everything looked white. It was bright in the house. It looked more like a house than a trailer when ever I walked out of my room for the first time.

When I saw my dog I thought he was going to wake up and attack me since I knew I was dreaming. I remember someone discussing about bad things only happen when you expect them to. So I told my self if I think it it will happen. So I kept my mind quiet and I decided to not think about it. So I walked away and let him continue sleeping. The dream didn't last long because I forgot to stabilize it, it began to fade then I woke up from it.. But it was a cool dreaming experience the first time I had in months.

The first thing I can remember was coming home from school and being very excited. My mother told me that my old childhood friends (their names being Riley and JP) were coming up from Georgia for a visit.
I came home and went into my room and played Minecraft for a little while. Then I went on the internet and there was this article about these explosions happening because of some gas that had escaped into the atmosphere. They were talking about what states in the US had explosions over them.
Then, the knock on the door. I ran over to see, and sure enough my two childhood friends were there. They were coming in and for some reason I was having trouble seeing them.
My mom came upstairs and took me into the bathroom. She told me that I had some sort of sickness that caused my eyes to swell up and make it difficult to see. She said that it would go away in a couple of hours.
Eventually Riley and JP were up in my room. I showed them the article on the internet about the explosions happening. The article had updated and there was a video that showed the times that the explosions had happened. Then a newscaster came on and said "This catastrophe is only going to get worse."
Around this time my problem seeing wore off and I could see fine again.
My parents called me from downstairs and told me that I had to go to some kind of after-school study session or something. I told them I wanted to stay home and be with my friends, but they told me that if I did not go I was grounded.
We all got into the car and drove to my school. I was walking down the hallway, and I told Riley and JP that I was sorry that they were having such a bad time visiting me when all of this boring stuff was happening.
Then I took out this comic strip I drew. I wanted them to read it while I was studying so that they wouldn't be bored. The comic strip showed people fighting, but the paper had some kind of power, and the comic strip was animated. It was sort of like a stop-motion movie with a bunch of drawings actually moving around on the page. The problem was the animations would only play once.
Then my parents made us get into the car again. He told us we were going to the arcade and going to see a movie. I cannot remember what movie we were seeing, just that I did not want to go see it. I said that I did not want to go to the arcade because it was a crappy, worn down place.
He said that we could just go to the movie, but I think we went to the arcade anyway.

Then I cannot remember how I arrived at the far side of my own neighborhood. It was foggy and cold. There was a man wearing a black jacket mugging me. I can remember him having a big knife.
I became Lucid and immediately took care of the threat at hand by throwing a huge fireball at him. But as soon as I did that the dream destabilized too quickly for me to salvage it.

I was awake, and I'm about 95% sure I was actually awake, and had not just FA'd. I affirmed to myself that I would go back to sleep but remember all of the dreams that I already had.

I fell back into another non-lucid dream. I was actually inside the game Minecraft and there were these guards. They told me that I was in trouble for stealing. They told me that I had to go inside a wooden building; that was like a jail or something. I went inside, and It looked like any Minecraft house. There was a bed, a workbench and a couple storage chests.
For some reason, I got really sad and sort of spiritual. I began punching the walls of the building, and just as in the game, I got out of the building and went onto the rooftop. I moved the bed up there and went to sleep. But just as I was falling asleep, I can remember someone walking towards the bed.

I false awoke back into the same dream. I was really groggy and the dream was no longer like Minecraft. I was just in a bed. I was laying on my side with my arms wrapped around something.
I got up and realized there was another person. I got up into a crawling position and realized who it was. I won't tell you her name, but I will tell you that SHE is from my school, she hates me, and she was totally naked!
To some relief, I noticed that I was wearing cargo shorts and a T-shirt.
I asked her what she thought she was doing she told me that she "could not resist any longer" I guess my mortal terror and shock caused me to have another false awakening.

I had a vivid false awakening in my own bedroom. There was this boy in my room (who's name was Connor I think)
He said that he was borrowing an eyepiece from my telescope to look at something.
He set up this really old looking telescope on my windowsill and looked out at the sky from my window. I told him to just stay as long as he wanted. I was going back to sleep.

I finally woke up in real life, after all of those dreams. I made sure to RC to make sure I was not going to FA again without catching it.

finally nailed 2 of my most repetitive yet hard to remember dreams. both based in a similar building complex which feels like manchester. sometimes its a bar, sometimes a commune/manor sometimes a garden centre type place. first one last night it was this adventure themed bar. the adventure was that there was a big river system inside the complex which people would go down in small canoes to get a thrill from trying to escape the massive saltwater crocs there. was pretty terrifying at times but its almost like everyone knows its a dream. the crocs are massive and so much faster than anything else.

second part and the complex has been abandoned, probably because of how stupid a business idea it is to feed your customers to saltys me and two friends decide to take it over as a kind of free party venue. the building is often different but usually has the same centre room with stairs on both sides, stairs up to that room from the door on the street, and a staff/chill out room on the left as you go in. we got someone to dj and the music was pretty great from what i remember. the place started to get absolutely heaving which is when i started to have doubts about the whole thing. it was so crowded it was hard to move at times, yet everyone was enjoying themselves. i was still letting people in off the street, including this priest looking type and a girl who was crying. the packed staff room suddenly empties and these two girls pin me up against the wall which was pretty much the end of that part.

later i am outside and my doubts start to grow. the safety of the whole thing and my responsibility for it plays on my mind. then the building starts to leak stuff and the whole thing feels like its going to pot. i just decide to stop focussing on that dream as ive lost control of my positive outlook on it.

i end up back inside the complex except this time it has more of a sports hall feel. one massive room that felt really familiar is this football room which is on a massive slope for some reason (dreamsign). im trying to form a new team for some reason and have poached pepe reina and luis suarez from liverpool along with some old teammates of mine. this is a major dreamsign that i missed, yet i was fairly lucid for many parts of the previous dreams

This one was a very short lucid but i'll bosh it in here anyway.
I was driving along along a motorway (highway) when i looked to my left (I'm driving a right hand drive remember) and saw a car scratching and trading paint with my car. We exchanged... Well, Lets just say unpleasantaries untill i realised "wait, Conflict is one of my dream signs" then without even RCing i became lucid.

I slammed on the cars brakes and it fiercely came to a halt. I looked to the horizon, So detailed and i could see so far into the distance, MUCH further than any other dream. Not just that, every single colour was contrasted. Bright and vivid. then shortly after that, the dream started to fade. I rubbed my hands together to stabilize but it didnt work in time. I awoke.
Still, First LD and in A LONG TIME! Well chuffed.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I have gone to camp, and the summer camp is located in myson’s middle school. Various older ‘teens’ are tasked with showing everybody totheir rooms, and I am led with a group of people down a hall which wouldnormally be located by the counselor’s offices in the middle school. The hallis painted grey and is lit by fluorescents which bring no life to the area. Iand four others are directed to the right and into what appears to be abathroom. It too is dimly lit and painted grey, though one wall has texturedwallpaper. There are several stalls along the back wall, and I guess that I ambeing led here to use the bathroom, which seems fine because I need to a littlebit.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]To my surprise the stall isn’t a bathroom but my room. Thewalls are wider than a normal stall, and the open space is filled with a widebed. One odd feature remains; there are still handrails on the walls, as ifstalls for handicapped users have been converted. “Oh. Okay.” are my onlyconscious thoughts on the subject.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Next to my stall are other stalls, all occupied with variouspeople, and some are co-ed. I happen to not be in a co-ed one and my roommateis OpheliaBlue, of DreamViews. We are both excited to be rooming together and weboth look forward to camp fun.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I have my back to the open door and for some reason I hadstarted taking off my clothes, possibly because I thought the stall was goingto be a bathroom. “Is everyone going to just stare at me?” I say, turningtowards the open door. Fortunately no one is around any longer and only Opheliais watching me undress. I’m fine with this, mostly because she is also female,but partly because I realize it’s time to go to bed.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Ophelia has long red-hair in this dream, a recent dye-job that looks amazing, and when I see her she is doubled-over, resting her chest on her legs, her breasts slightly squished against the top of ther thighs. She is wearing nothing, and I ask her how long it has been since she dyed her hair from its normal black. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]"I do, very much!" I tell her, and I'm captivated by her body.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Climb in!” she calls to me, holding up the covers with onehand. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“No, come on.” She replies, and I slip in under thecomforter and sheet. It feels nice and soft in the bed, and we snuggle closetogether.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Noticing how close we are, and how much both of us don’tseem to mind, I begin touching her hand, walking my fingers along her wrist andarm. She smiles at me, and soon we are both touching each other, leading up toa strong embrace. Holding each other feels good and we do the next thing whichcomes naturally, kissing.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Her lips are full, not thick, and soft, a pleasant sensationas my tongue dances with hers. This bed within a stall seems like an odd placefor passion but it doesn’t stop us. My hand snakes behind her head and playsaround with her neck and hair, while hers is along the side of my neck andmoving down. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I feel her hand on my breast and I kiss her harder, deeper,and grind my body into hers a little, allowing our heat to mingle and forcingher hand deeper. Occasionally one of us lets out a little moan of pleasure, andwe seem to be feeding off the desire of each other.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I break our embrace and move my face down her chest, whereher nipples are exposed and erect. I kiss her left nipple, smile a little, andplace my mouth directly on it and begin sucking and teasing the tip with my tongue.Ophelia arches her back and rises to meet my mouth, inviting me to continue andbring an arm behind her, adding support for our activities.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Just when everything was getting really hot and exciting, weboth find it is time to get up and go to class, or lunch, or some appointmentwhich never evolves as an idea. Ophelia leaves, though I can’t recall if sheput on a shirt. I remember her black bra as she left, and a glance she madeover shoulder towards me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Realizing that everyone is gone and will be busy for sometime I decide it must be time to go looking for some important item, some kindof talisman that is hidden in another camper’s belongings. I head out from mystall, turn left and make my way to the room at the end of the hall, a muchwider room than mine with a couple beds in it, as well as furniture more suitedtowards a girl’s bedroom.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk past the bed, which is neatly made, and head towardsthe white dresser beyond. I begin digging through the drawers, looking througheach for something important, but I don’t find anything. I become aware thatI’m digging through the wrong set of drawers, and I turn to check the smalltable-drawer behind me. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]This drawer is also wooden, but seems unfinished, incontrast to the white painted chest I was looking through previously. On top isa lamp with a shade, and this is resting on a lace cover to protect the top ofthe drawers.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Inside I find paper, a pen, some light bulbs, a replacementlight fixture for an absent chandelier, and some feminine pads, but none ofthese are what I’m looking for. I get angry, and frustrated, not finding whatI’m looking for, and I storm back down the hall to my own stall. Here I beginlooking through Ophelia’s belongings, but again I find nothing.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]At this point I feel it is time to get back in bed, and Istart to, but I notice someone nearby who is in their bed and they are veryitchy. The girl is scratching viciously, and is attempting to contort into themost impossible positions to resolve her itch.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I lie down on the bed, and think that someone else must haveput itching-powder in the girl’s bed, when I discover there is a grainy powderin my bed as well. It looks like cayenne pepper, or a light-colored paprika,but it’s grainier, like powdered garlic. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]At first I kind-of dismiss the powder, knowing that I cansee it and it will not affect me, but as I lie down I conclude that I reallyneed to handle this situation, as the realization comes to me that everyone inthe camp now has this powder in their bed. Soon those people will return totheir beds, and they won’t be happy.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I get up and stride with purpose down the hall, this timeheading the opposite direction from before. I make my way around a couple ofcorners and at last find the culprits, two of the boys in the camp holding abag and giggling like assholes.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]One of the boys turns out to be a guy named Adam, one of theclose friends of the neighbor-boy down the street. I remember him as he lookedin his teens and it’s no surprise that he pulled this prank. He always was anasshole.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Adam shrugs and doesn’t seem terribly remorseful butapologizes and says he will go clean up the mess. I let him go and start towalk back to my bed/stall when I remember my urgency from before. I still havenot found the important item, and much is riding on me finding it.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]With the sudden decision that it’s better to say sorry andapologize after-the-fact than to own up to not finding the item, I leave theschool/camp in a hurry and run outside to catch the bus, which is alreadydeparting. It’s a charter-style bus, and there’s no way I can catch it.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Stop that bus!” I yell towards the Hobbits, which are alsodoing their best to catch the bus. Samwise Gamgee lands on top of the bus andpeeks upside down at the driver from the roof, which alerts the driver we areall running to catch up. He stops abruptly, and as we are about to board thebus the dream ends.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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I dreamed I was auditioning for a role on a TV series called Murdoch Mysteries (background: The Murdoch Mysteries is a TV show which takes place in the 1890s. Its about a police Detective named William Murdoch who uses what is back then new methods of investigation. That is so well known to those of us in the 21st century (Ie. finger printing, blood splattering,handwriting). There are 5 seasons and will be a six.). This next part is where its gets confusing. I know I was still in the dream. But I can't tell if it was part of an audition or as part of the show itself or not related at all. I think it was part of an episode. I was in a white night gown (I think the character was pregnant) and I was in a brownish mansion. I was on the landing of the grand staircase kneeling. It was dark and I could see my hands were tied. There was a man in front of me with a gun. He kept raging on saying that I (the character) wasn't the right person to raise the next Christ. Or he didn't want Christ to come back as an infant. I believe the mansion was a school since behind the guy there was some 11 year old girls.

1st dream I was sitting on a metal deck outsides a tower which was surrounded by water. I got up and I started being chased around the tower by a man. I know I shouldn't go into the tower. But I ended up at one point going into the tower (which looked like a classroom). Which trapped me in the tower. There were other girls there tied up. I got tied up too. But I managed to untie myself. Then the chase happened again. But this time I dived into the water.

2nd dream (I have never watched horror movies).
I was at a store. I was buying DVDs. I brought this very creepy-looking horror movie. It was like Scooby Doo swallowed a Museum. The friend I was with mentioned a movie called Beetlejuice. dream ended.

3rd dream
I was going to visit a poorer country. I was excited. When I got there. I just couldn't stand being there. For one thing. I did visit a a school. The rest thing I remembered was trying to figure out what time it would have been back home.

Saturday 3/31/12 5-HTP at 10:15pm, bed at 11:50pm didn't practice awareness
DR 3:47
WBTB 3:47 - 4:21 didn't fall asleep till 5:20 (cat going potty)
Woke up at 7:15 from DILD + 5 DEILDs Each about 5min long
For WBTB WILD I visualize being at beer pub with mom, dad, and two others. I recall the tables, people, green leaves on a tree, glasses with beer.
Then I fall asleep and have a DILD.
DILD
At home on RD10. I'm hugging and kissing my parents. My dad's cheek has a 5o'clock shadow. We are in a hallway, light are on. Then I'm on front balcony looking out (or maybe through my brothers room window). It's at night and everything is shining under moonlight, as if it was covered by ice. (EDIT: I thught for long time what it reminds me of, and I figured it out today - it has colors, beauty and misticism of Hyu's avatar pic.) I trick my mind into making everything more focused by saying 'Look how is everything so detailed', although it wasn't. In that moment it gets very vivid and focused in shades of black, grey and blue, shiny with ice surface. beautiful.
I'm on my balcony. It's daytime. So crisp and focused, I think it's WL. I do a bunch of RCs. First time I do 'nose plug' RC, although I have never practiced it. I can breathe. But I'm not 100% sure. Doesn't stop me from jumping off the balcony to fly.
Not sure if this is the same LD or a separate one. - I'm on balcony to a street. I know that in my previous LD was daytime and I wonder, why is it night. I say it and in little while the sun is coming up. I'm trying to go to the moon from the backyard. I find it on the skies and take aim. I think I wake up.
DEILD 1
I'm on a sidewalk of a major city. I see tall modern buildings on the left. Bunch of DCs. I ask two of them, one man and then one woman 'Excuse me mam, sir, what is this town, err, city?' I'm so nervous talking, I fumble with words. One of them says Philadelphia.
A bus pulls up to the sidewalk. I'm so scared as it's turning towards us, because its huge, like 3 buses on top of each other. Menacing, white metal, heavy looking. I walk on a sidewalk among lots of DCs. From the left is an exit from a bus depot? Big machines are coming out of there from behind big black rubber flaps, so you don't see something is coming until you are close to it. I'm scared to walk by, so I don't get run over.
Note sure if this is the same LD or another one. >> I'm in a building. Me and another person or two plus our guide are hovering on top of some very tall furniture - couple of stories high. He is shoving us this so we can decide, what kind of a tour we want. I see a window, open it, pull away the screen and fly out. I feel so free. Not sure if it was here, but at one point I jumped off a tall building although I was not sure, that I can fly. Just inches from sidewalk my fall changed to a glide above ground.
***I wake up, (was I sleeping on my back and right shoulder) and remember not to move. I wait to enter another LD.
DEILD 2
I'm on a river bank. Decide to swim across. Water is yellowish. Someone else is in the water. I get out on other side. There is a area fenced off by chain link fence. Some bikers are watching two of them fight, as if in a rink. I decide to try my powers and take the place of one guy to fight the bigger one. The ground is slippery from spilled beer. I think they are pouring beer at each other. I ask where is my beer. One of them brings two big, classical beer glasses filled with what looks like lager. But he takes a drink from them so I say to forget it. I don't know how to fight this guy. >> I'm in a building/shack next to this fight field. I ask a cute biker if he wants to have sx. He says sure and we start to undress. We are almost there, but I wake up.
DEILD 3
I'm back with the biker. He doesn't want to go on, because he doesn't want to wake up again. I walk over to a group of 2-3 bikers, one is a cop in blue uniform and tell them I just broke up with my boyfriend, if they want to continue where he left off. Things start to happen, but I wake up again.
DEILD 4
I'm flying inside the museum. Lots of rooms and people. I realized a few moments past by and suddenly everything is focused. I realize, this is what people mean about dream getting focused after a minute or two. Looking for a window to get out, but can't find any. I realize, I can get out by getting lucid by looking at something moving towards me. I find a boy sitting on a floor playing with a train. I sit down and we pass the train between us, while I stare at it when it's coming towards me.
DEILD 5
I'm hovering over a street with other DCs. I ask out loud to see my grandma. One DC separates from others and flies to me. She is smiling, but her face is changing from a mummy to a girl of maybe 20 years of age. I ask her if it's really her and she assures me yes. But I'm pretty sure it's not.

***In one of the LDs I was able to only whisper. Rest of them I was shouting***
***In one of the LDs I signed my full name without any problem and then was able to read it***
***In most of them, I kept saying to myself loud 'I'm dreaming' to keep myself aware***
***First time 'nose plug' RC. Feels great to breathe through pinched nose.***

Each transition - when woke up from LD - was the most awesome part of the whole thing. I realized, I can get a headrush by looking at something moving towards me and then tilting my head forward or back. (This head tilt is recurring thing from couple weeks ago, when I realized in regular dream, that I can get lucid this way.)
So I looked at the street hoping for a car to come by - and it did, looking at a toy train when playing with a boy, looking at starfield in hyperspace on TV. When this field was going sideways, I made it change direction so it flies at me. Also was able to recall smell from previous LD to help induce another one.

Strange RV and House
I climb in an RV. There are clothes everywhere. I notice that the piles of clothes are organized by color order the exact same way I organize mine - some even resemble clothes I own. All of the curtains are drawn, so I pull them back to let in some light, then head to the front of the RV to drive. I drive with ease. As I drive, the RV seems to be getting smaller. Eventually, I end up walking with a strange, mini RV strapped to my shoulders. I am in a house now and look in a mirror. I am now a boy (who kinda looks like Justin Beiber). I take of the "RV" and go into the nearby bathroom. There are tow doors. I walk over to close the other door. This door leads to another, secret room. I decide to explore. It is an opulent room that looks familiar. A woman who looks a little like Morgan Fairchild is sitting on a couch, petting a Pomeranian. I compliment her on her house and tell her it is like a maze. She says, yes, they designed it that way.
Next I am reading a chart on how this house induces dreams.

Fragments

• A see a vision of "The Star" tarot card and hear a voice saying "Focus on the God of Dreams"
• Boxes
• Glitter explosions
• Alyzarin sends me a "lover" request on DV. (I guess its kinda like a friend request.) It turns out to be a mistake. She ment to send me a request to help her find missing peices of a red shoe.

03.14.12
Lucid
(Sivason posted a technique for retraining your brain to WILD. Instead of doing the technique as intended, I somehow practice it during a FA and achieve a lucid.)

FA - I am lying in bed watching the back of my eyelids, I am surprised to realize that I can easily create light to form a hand and arm. Movement comes effortlessly also. I easily step out of my "sleeping body" and a dream forms around me. I know I am in a dream, but don't realize that the body I just stepped out of was a dream body as well. As the dream forms around me, I realize I am in my room, although some details are different. I step through the mirror in my bedroom. I end up in black void. I stay in the void for awhile, then form a dream around me. I am back in my house again. I keep trying different mirrors in the house, but the mirrors keep putting me in void, which coalesces back into the house. I run into my mom (who lives in another city, not with me) and am surprised that she can see me - thinking she is in a WR body and I am in an astral body. Eventually, I decide to just jump out a high window and fly around a bit. I continue to spend most the dream flying around
I fly through a window of one building. I see a bed with a boy around 12 or 13 sleeping. The bed is next to a glass window with a really great view. I hover over the bed and sit on the window ledge, ready for the next jump. Suddenly, the boy wakes up and asks me who I am and what I am doing here, and tells me he is very sick. I tell him I am a dreamer and can heal him. I place my palm above him and began shooting blue energy out of my palm until he is completely bathed in it. When I am done, he thanks me and tells me he is already feeling better.
I jump out his window and start flying about again. I fly over many breathtaking landscapes. Once is a city full of skyscrapers, only instead of the usual grey, each is a different brilliant color.
I keep bouncing off houses, then realize I have a dream goal. My goal was to visit my dream guide again. I remember Sivason's advice to call out to your dream guide and say "I am ready." I call out loudly as I fly "Dream Guide, please come to me, I am ready to learn." This is one of the first dreams where I can fully yell with my dream voice. I test my newfound voice and yell, "Hellllooooooo!" The sound is surprisingly loud and clear and ripples across the dreamscape. I look around as I'm flying and see no sign of my DG. I am still rather unfocused, even though I am lucid and know my goal. I land and contemplate flying into space, but then realize that it would be rude to call for my DG, then leave.
Somehow, next I am in a large, wooden room. I am not sure how I ended up here. There is a dream plot about the people there throwing me a party. I keep trying to fly through the roof, but keep meeting resistance. Unable to escape, I end up giving into the dream plot. I see a pretty girl at the party, fly over to her, pick her up, and start waltzing with her in the air.
Possibly, still at the party, I am standing on a high kitchen counter, in front of a cupboard. I realize the orange earplugs I fell asleep in are in my ear. I take them out and throw them on the floor. As I do, they turn into shipping peanuts. Soon as I pluck them out, however, another pair appears. I continue to pull them out and toss them on the floor until the floor is covered in shipping peanuts, only to continuously have a new pair reappear in my ear. I consider holding my nose, blowing, and popping them out my ear, but decide to just not focus on them instead.

Fragments

• I have a threesome in a jacuzzi
• Noelle and I are living in a house with a bunch of guys. They are eating and there are dirty socks on the table. I ask them to take their socks off the table.
  Later, the guys put on a show for us where they are all wearing these large afros.

Meeting my Dream Guide
I am at a dreamer's school. I am semi-lucid. I know it is a dream, but don't have complete control. The teacher is an old man with leathery, brown skin. The are other beings with me in the class that resemble humans, but with blue skin. (Looking back, I believe these are Dakinis). I missed the class on Tibetan Dream Yoga. Although I missed the class, my teacher provides me with a strange hat that will aid me in Tibetan Dream Yoga techniques. I tell him I don't deserve this since I wasn't even in the class. He responds that he knows I have the most potential and wants em to wear the hat. He places this strange hat on my head. It seems to be made of brass wires. It sits ontop a piece of the top of my head and circles my face, clasping under my chin. Immediately, my head feels heavy and starts to fall fackwards. I am sitting in lotus position on the gorund and start slowly rotating. I have a sense that I am about to "apprehend the dream". I see the dream dissolving away. A bright, white light starts emanating from my third eye and engulfing everything. I can see and feel my body dissolving away, each part of me slowly wisps away like dust. I am left no body, no dreamscape, no thoughts even, just pure awareness in a white void.

Flying with Dakinis
I am with the Blue Dakinis from the previous dream. I am semi-lucid in this dream as well. We are flying on a platform, possibly a magic carpet. I am able to direct the carpet with my energy.

More Fragments

• I am in a house full of people. Many of teh people there are other lucid dreamers. There are two women there who want to learn to lucid dream. I get a bad feeling about them and feel they want to learn for malicious reasons. I use my energy to send them nightmares next time they sleep.
• Someone gives me Radiohead tickets.
• I am testing out my newly repaired car, driving down a long, windy road. It is a road I know, but everything looks totally different.