lucid

I'm looking at a post on the internet, a beautiful garden of someone. After admiring it long enough, I try to scroll past. I can not. I try to look away at the screen. I CAN NOT. "Dreaming" says my logical processor. I've been here many times before, it can no longer fool me. Something like this only happens in dreams. I curse my bad luck, having a lucid dream during my midday nap when there's too much light in the room.

Time for experiments. Moving feels like forcing myself, so I fix that by reminding myself that's an illusion. Moving in dreams is effortless, my situation just makes me believe I'm paralyzed. I roll out of the bed. For a moment I see something different in my left eye, but the vision snaps back to the ceiling of my room, which I misunderstood as a garden previously. I try to abandon visual input and focus on feeling. I vividly feel myself rolling off the bed and I continue rolling. I keep on rolling and still I can't escape the ceiling in my vision, the real stimulus is just too powerful to ignore. I try harder to push myself out of that experience, like sinking into a daydream while awake.

I "wake up" the garden post is scrollable now and while I read people's comments on it, I'm also exploring the garden in person, being in two places at once.
Shortly after I actually wake up.

(I sleep with eyes open, so this happens sometimes.)

Date: 27/Feb/2019

I dreamed that I was walking in Times Square. I was on a school trip to Vietnam when this happened, so all of a sudden I was like; "Hold on a second - why on earth am I in Times Square if I was in Vietnam?" I decide to plug my nose and breathe through to see if I'm dreaming, and sure enough, I am. I decide to have some fun now that I'm in a lucid dream. The first thing I do is spawn in a werewolf, because apparently I'm not horny enough for anything else.

The werewolf which I spawn in appears behind me, and I turn around to be greeted with the wolf beast from Old Yharnam in Bloodborne. The most hilarious thing is, similarly to the wolf beast in Bloodborne, this werweolf is moving at 30fps

I decide to get rid of the werewolf, I'm bored of it. By now I've been made aware that I'm no longer in the USA, but rather the IDA - the Imperial Dynasty of America, a reference to my favorite book of all time, the King in Yellow.

I then make myself naked in the dream, because why not?

From Mid-May 2017. I have no idea why I never actually published these.

I am in my 12th grade math classroom, being taught by my art history professor. We are taking an exam. I am nearing the end; I am reading the questions and I recall them going as follows.

Who Discovered Art History?
a) Jonny Depp
b) Bob Ross
c) Peter Parker
d) Captain Olimar

Who Discovered the person that discovered art history?
a) Jonny Depp
b) Bill Watterson
c) Scaramouche
d) The Tumblr Community

In what year did Mt Vesuvius erupt disrupting art history?
a) 2006
b) 6
c) 16
d) -1

For one of the questions I have to draw a comic strip and am given two whole pages to do so. I remember the comic ends with a picture of a wolf with a robot leg chasing a chicken with sunglasses and an army jacket and the words "Benny Hill Music Plays" Written on the background.

I go to hand in my exam but my professor says she thinks I was cheating, saying that I had my notes from the midterm on my desk. I remind her that the exams are not cumulative. She says she will let me off the hook for cheating only if I come over and help her file her taxes.

The dream scene shifts. I am on a high hill above a seaside town. By the sea is a point and a bay with a large old fortress on it. (Reminding me greatly of a miniature version of old San Juan).

"Okay now I know for sure that I am dreaming, I do not remember waking up. Time to get lucid!" I say to myself. I do a nose pinch RC and become lucid. But the dream is not very clear at all and I can feel it trying to fade away. "Time to lay down the dream stabilization" I say to myself as the scene distorts and I am now walking along the side of the castle near the sea. I rub my hands together.

"Semper Stabelem". The white shockwave spreads out as usual and increases the clarity but not by much.

I then tried pinching my index fingers and thumbs from both hands together and made a tiny window, which I then tried to look through. As I did I said "More Details!". Slowly the details on the dream became clearer. I could better make out the texture of the stone bricks of the individual droplets of crashing waves on the sea. I then decided to focus on sounds. I cupped my hands around my ears and said "More Sounds". The crashing of the waves and chirping of birds became audible.

The dream was really vivid now. Looks like my dream stabilization ideas were not half bad. I began walking along the boardwalk until I came to a gap where big waves were crashing in. I figured I could just boost across. I ran and jumped and tried to fly but my feet were still dangling in the water. Then a big wave hit me in the side and I crashed against some rocks and started getting pulled out to sea. I knew I was getting into another one of those big waves drowning dreams and figured I just needed to stay calm. I decided to face away from the waves and not pay attention to them. The first one passed over me and I barely felt it. The second one began to encroach around me but I never went underwater. I felt as though I were being pulled backwards in a narrow tunnel of water. I felt confident in that moment thinking that maybe I had finally gotten these waves to go around me but at that moment the tunnel of water collapsed and I was underwater in a void with no sense of direction. I tried looking to what I thought was 'Up' and saw the saturn planet in the sky. I thought that it was making tides and that was the reason this was always happening.

I hesitantly took in a deep breath despite being underwater and after a few minutes found I was floating in space. I saw a planet with shifting continents and islands. A giant white fist of energy punched it and made a big crater that filled with ocean. Someone pointed to the two continents and said that one of them was a desert. I pulled backwards and saw the saturn planet with its system of moons. There were six of them. The first; ocean covered with a few small islands. The second an ice moon with a narrow equator of seas. The third; where I was; mostly ocean with two large continents and the big crater rim. The fourth was almost entirely land, dotted with small seas and the fifth looked brown with only a few patches of green. There were two additional moons, a large purple one and a small black one out past that.

"The third green moon of [planet's name I forgot], revel in the glory of what the galactic engineers can create." (In where 'Green Moon' is a term for a habitable moon)

I continued to pull back and saw a very crowded solar system with about two dozen planets, many of which had their own moons, and the twin suns. I continue pulling back out of the solar system out to see a galaxy and continued pulling back until I was flying backwards through galaxies. I turned myself around (it taking a lot of effort) and saw what I was under the assumption was the milky way coming at me. I flew into the solar system and when I hit earth, I woke up.

-+-

I was at a rave. Infected Mushroom is on stage but we're also supposed to be seeing Shpongle and some other group that I know was a group that was original to the dream and not one that actually exists in waking life. They are playing part of the track Dancing with Kadafi but with a more modernized sound to it for a bit but then go into this portion that sounds more breakbeat and then onto what I think was a led Zepplin song.

Manei and S were there. The song stopped and Amit said that it would be a ten minute intermission. I turned to Manei and S and said "That means there will be another hour and a half set, so let's stay here even if that means we'll be up until one in the morning." S said he was bored and that he would take the car home by himself and I didn't care in my semi lucid state. Amit then started taking questions from the audience and some girl in goth makeup and a black tank top raised her hand and asked something about the drums. This ended in her going onto stage attempting to demonstrate something and playing a really poor drum solo.

Erez said that it was good but just needed a few refinements, but the girl was really embarrassed and started crying causing her makeup to bleed. I got bored and we walked back into the front room of the music theatre we were in. They were selling merchandise and food out of a store that was like a small convenience store. Manei wanted to buy something but I told her not to because it would cost too much.

-+-

I had a false awakening. My mom explained to me about how she read one of those creepypastas about how to preform a ritual. She said that his one allowed you to summon the grim reaper and you had a small chance to learn about the cause or the date of your death, and an even more slim chance to alter the date and cause of death by greeting the grim reaper as a friend.

The ritual was easy. You wake up at midnight and light a candle and stare into it repeating a mantra about death. You have to feel for how many times you think is right to repeat your mantra and not lose track. Then you blow out the candle and get into bed and the grim reaper should walk into your room. I told my mom she was full of bologna and told her I would prove it to her by trying the ritual.

I did. I got into bed and heard something outside the door and saw this big black boar walk into my room. It was so large that it broke the doorframe as it squeezed its belly through. It had a car engine or some type of machinery very similar to one imbedded into its body and there were mechanical cylinders moving in and out of metal-framed holes along its spine and belching clouds of black toxic smoke. It emanated fear as some people describe monsters and nightmares but I could tell that it was not the grim reaper. The ritual advised that if something other than the grim reaper is summoned, you should keep a religious artifact handy to banish it. I was semi lucid to the point where I recognized it was not a demon, but a nightmare. I reached under my covers and felt around until I found a dreamcatcher and held it up to the boar like a crucifix. It made a squealing sound and turned and ran out of my room.

I pondered how I would explain the damaged door frame to my parents and lost the dream.

-+-

Manei was trapped in an underground compound and working to escape. The situation was something like that of a video game and it required that she spend days navigating labyrinthine underground passages making her way towards the surface and outrunning her captors. In the dream she is wearing an indiana jones costume, and using my variation of my bow.

At one point she enters a portion of the passages that looks like my house. I am able to alert her that an enemy is approaching and she shoots him in the knee with an arrow to keep him from moving.

-+-

I am in my Art History professor's office to talk about my grades. I see that I have gotten an 83% on my exam and realize I don't have to.

-+-

I am involved in an absolutely massive space battle taking place above a cratered planet. The scene seems somewhat reminiscent of the first scene from Revenge of the Sith. I am flying alongside two other dream characters in small fighters. We weave our way through the battle, but our squad gets shot at by a dagger-shaped enemy warship and of the person on my left gets shot down.

The scene ends with us landing in the hangar of the enemy flagship and the dream scene changes to a farm field. Some enemy troops still exist even though the hangar scene is phasing out. The other person who was in my squad who was still alive gets out; he is the Scotsman from Samurai Jack. He used his machinegun leg to kill the guards and the scene completed its transition to a farm.

I asked him how he came to exist in the real world and he said that he was actually just the voice actor of the character; but that wasn't what I was expecting to hear. I was more curious as to how a 2D animated character became superimposed on a realistic 3D world. He turned sideways and was paper thin and I thought it was funny.

He then said something about "that damn rabbit" and I turned to see a trap he had set up on the farm with an old rifle pointing at a rabbit eating some crops in the field. He said that he thought the trap had not worked because the gun was too old but I suggested that it might be because he left the trap out in the rain and the gunpowder got wet.

WBTB when F left for work. As I got back in bed I thought briefly about LDing but didn't MILD or anything. I relaxed and drifted, but right before I slipped out of consciousness I snapped back into awareness and began to feel the waves of vibrations. I was having the transparent eyelids effect and could see I was in a replica of my room. I had some expectation of SP/RA since I've had a few pretty spooky instances of that lately when I've MILDed (or sometimes when awaking from a DILD). However none came, and I started drifting up and to the right. I relaxed and let myself go.

Slowly I floated over to one of the walls and when I felt my dream body was free, I pushed off the wall onto the floor and walked down the hallway. I said "lights" and hoped that would work but it rarely does and didn't. I decided to do the thing that almost always fucks up my WILDs and phase through my window, hoping that that would be more successful than walking through my almost pitch-black apartment. This time instead of trying to phase through the curtains (which I always do for some reason), I pulled back the curtains and phased through the glass. It was double-paned with about six inches of separation between the two, so I thought I may have trouble getting through, but I decided to expect it to work, and it did.

Outside seemed like my apartment grounds at first, but it became clear that I was in the quad of my old college campus. I floated down (my whole body was engaged, it was a nice and quite physical dream, with some light gravity). I aimed my fall and landed on a nice bush, grabbing it with my hands and balancing myself on it with my feet, before I dropped to the ground. It was still night, and everything was lit by tall streetlamps along the path. One of them had its box cracked open, with the plastic exposing lots of thin red and blue wires. I walked along for a bit and then woke up.

I become lucid walking down my driveway. I fly a little bit to the bottom, then remember that I wanted to do the TOTM: "Ask a DC where he or she is from."
I'm at the bottom of the driveway now, and I think that I could go to the house to the left that I had visited recently in a dream.
I walk to the house and knock on the door. I can see that the family is all sitting at a table and eating dinner together. (I think there are less kids than last time, but still a lot.) The whole area of the house here is like a screen-in porch, so I can see everything easily. The mother comes to the door, and she is less happy to see me than usual. I apologize for interrupting dinner and tell her I'll leave in a moment, but I was just wondering if she could tell me where they were from.
She says, "A dinosaur."
Her husband speaks up from behind her and says something about a pterodactyl. I thank them and leave. I want to do the Advanced TOTM, "Walk on the ceiling," so I decide to go to the houses past the cul-de-sac and do that, but I wake up.

#524

I don't quite recall this perfectly nor am I sure what triggered lucidity but I'll try to put the pieces together.

I think how it started is with me noticing something about a FA making me wonder if I was dreaming. I do my fave RC, the nose plug, and announce that I am dreaming. Something about saying that and it being true filled me with that old feeling of amazement and wonder. Every time I say this throughout the rest of the dream I am filled with the same feeling.

I don't do much because I keep falling back into FA but somehow I keep catching on to it. I don't know how many time I work up to realize it was a dream but I feel like it happened a lot. Maybe that's a false feeling but it seems true.

I remember that at some point I watch a dream materialize from darkness. I rub my hands together and examine them for stability. I look around at several people staring at me. It looks like I am in a classroom. I tell them all that I am dream. All of this is a dream. You are in a dream. Some look at me with blank expressions some of them look at me like I am crazy. I tell them I will prove it by putting my finger through my hand. It almost works but doesn't quite get there. I try to think of it as reaching through empty space. I doesn't quite work to my satisfaction. I tell them maybe this is a bad example.

I recall another time of trying to phase through a glass or mirror.

At one point I clap my hands for stability and am momentarily fooled by an FA. I realize I have been moaning (perhaps not I don't know. I have recorded myself on my sleep app moaning so who knows lol). I think I must have woke my wife. She tells me I was clapping and talking in my sleep. Then I think nope this is typical FA stuff. I never act out my dreams. I relax and see a kaleidoscope of psychedelic geometry and color. I enjoy this for as long as it lasts. I don't know how long. Maybe I lost lucidity for a moment. Maybe not.

I now I am walking someplace. I explore my surroundings. I don't quite recall what it was. I continue to tell people I am dreaming but they don't respond. I don't really care. There was more but I forget.

I finally wake up for real ( I think) and I feel uncomfortable so I roll to my side. I am confinement I'll renter the dream state lucidly but unfortunately I don't recall anything after that.

So this was a dream where I had Control of Letters As input For Hyper potential

my towel gets stuck under my door then Two people Fall Over in
A explosion

so I got this burning dull exe flame thower then glance to the

left then smirk

So this dream I couldn't tell if I were first person or third person
all I can remember when I became Lucid there Was A Melting
Red ooze that kept oozing a burning red ember that would
Slash a strand into a web shoot then A stranded Web then I would
wake up very bored trying to pinch Dull the Strand then evaporate into nothingness

Currently at an abandon facility where I met up with a co-worker and observe the area. I notice a playground not too far away and decide that me and her should check it out. There was a button to press to make the playground become active. I press it without realizing that she was on it nor did I realize it would spin that fast. I first start panicking ad looking for where the screams were coming from. But then it finally hit me that I should turn the machine off first and then search for her.

As I did this and climb up one of the ladders, I see her hurt and bruised as the side she was on began to fall down. I ran to the edge and had my hand out so that I could pull her up. I made it in time as the other side fell down. I became lucid once realizing this and said that was a close one. My co-worker thank me and I decide to wake up.

For the past week, I have been sick with an upper respiratory infection/flu like sickness. I didn’t bother to go to the doctor or hospital because my mom has the same thing and both doctor and hospital told her she did not need antibiotics or other meds just fluids and rest. I’d rather not waste my time and get even more sick from sitting in waiting rooms for nothing.

Anyway. I have been sleeping on and off throughout the day and night. My sleep has been interrupted by nausea/wet coughs/tight chest/fever and chills/etc...This has led to MANY forgotten dreams and a lot of random images and short dreams that are unrelated and make no sense. There are only two dreams that seem remarkable to me.

DREAM 1
I am entering into a building with a childhood friend that I no longer have contact with in real life. The building is tall and is round like an old castle tower. There are two sets of steps opposite each other in the building; one going up and one leading down. I’m not sure how many floors, but it seems an infinite amount. My friend and I seem to be exploring this building. I look out one of the windows in the stairwell and realize that we are in what is now an abdandoned building on an old college campus that is no longer in use in real life, and I assume that is where we are in the dream. (Except in real life, the round building only had three floors and was used as a library, in the dream the set up inside has changed a lot and has infinite floors.)
At some point, my friend and I realize that we are being followed, and we start trying to run away and keep running down stairs but on the way down, it seems like there are more floors than we went up and there are more sets of stairs and we get lost because we aren’t sure which to take now. The people chasing us eventually catch up and are right behind us. I look back and see it is a mix of men and women, about 7 of them and they are all wearing white scrubs. I decide it would be better for my friend and I to split up so maybe one of us can get away and find help. Of course, I decide to be the hero knowing it is only a dream and distract them by allowing the pursuers in white to corner me and she gets free and I watch her climb up a stairway as I am backing up against a wall slowly with the pursuers 3 feet in front of me encircling me. I don’t see her again for the rest of the dream.
One of them, a man, pulls out a syringe and tells me that it is for my own good. I know that it will put me to sleep, allowing them to do what they please with me. I start thinking of a way to change the situation and while I think a woman comes up and wipes a clear jelly like substance on my forehead. I push her away, and the man puts the syringe back in his pocket and says, “Good work, it won’t be long now” to the woman. She smiles at him,and they all stand around watching me. I start to feel drugged and like I am going to pass out. I realize that whatever she wiped on me was the medication that would knock me out and that the man with syringe was just a distraction. I wipe the rest off with my sleeve and decide I am not going to pass out with my lucidity and overcome to drugging. I turn around to face the wall and decide that the wall is not going to be there so I can run away. The wall is gone and I run and they continue to chase me around the building.
I find a hiding spot under a stairwell and one woman pursuer is on her own. I grab onto her and pull her into my hiding spot and wipe the remaining substance from my sleeve onto her forehead and keep her mouth covered. After a minute she stops fighting, and we watch two men walk past outside of my hiding cubby and hear them talking. One says, “this one is smart. A good placement will be as a facility researcher or in the university. We need to find her.” I then have a strong knowing that the dream world I am I in secretly controls everyone’s lives and decides where they work and how they live. I decide I will NOT be caught.
I wake the woman by smacking her in the face and when she wakes I tell her she will get me out or I will kill her. She agrees, but as she’s leading me down through the stairs and floors, I just know she has decided to take my side. We are about to go down the last stairway to get the the exit floor when another woman calls to us and tells us to stop. The woman who is helping me pulls out a gun and shoots the other woman. Then I wake up.

DREAM 2
This dream was short and not very interesting. I was with three other women my age but I don’t know them from real life. In the dream we were best friends. We were in a large bedroom with a dresser filled with expensive clothes and costumes and a large closet filled with clothes, shoes, costumes, etc. We were all picking out outfits and accessories to wear to some kind of costume party. I woke up while we were laying out our outfits to show each other. Wasn’t a very exciting or interesting dream, but one where I vividly remember and where I was lucid and in my own body and decided to just “go with the flow” to see what would happen.



I just can’t seem to get enough rest even though I am sleeping on and off throughout most of the day and night. I can’t wait until this infection/flu is gone! Happy Dreaming!

Created Friday 15 February 2019

Got a big heap of stuff today.

Spoiler for Don't want to hog so much page space:

Dream 1 - Guide's Coiled Teasing

The visuals were dim and blurred. False awakening in bed. Semi-aware (I suspected I wasn't really awake, just not necessarily that I was in a dream).

I called to my guide, E. In an instant, I was caught within a mass of scaled coils and limbs from behind. This all startled me, but eventually, I realized what was going on (and the dream state). Itwas indeed my guide, now in her naga form, and with an extra pair of arms to boot. She leaned in, joining our cheeks together. E kept me held tight, seemingly only for amusement. I wanted to grapple her in turn, but she had me clung good. No way to escape. She chortled on and spoke of something, but I can't say what.

Reloop to a few brief FA's, each unaware. Eventually, I shambled out of bed in a daze. Questioning my state, I did a classic finger poke check. It returned positive. I was momentarily confused, as I was quite sure this wasn't real. [COLOR="#3366ff"So, I affirmed this was indeed just a dream.

I only made it to the ling room, before getting pulled back into another FA. This all reloops a few more times, until I wake up.[/COLOR]

Dream 2 - Marvelous Movie Shoot

The visuals were slightly blurred. Spectator mode. Pan to a construction site during a bright day. The building, even given its status, was partly in shambles. Something was clearly wrong. Zoom in. An unconscious figure was revealed. It was Marvel's Thor, as depicted in various animated media. He was terribly battered, possibly even dead. Several other animated figures approach. One of them was a tall, heavily muscular, clean shaven man with short blond hair, dressed in a fancy pink suit. Looked like the living rendition of the Ancient Greek ideal man. The other character was never completely revealed (if not forgotten). Anyway, the two look down on Thor in triumph. No doubt they were the ones who'd hurt him. The large man gloats, boasting that the God of Thunder never stood a chance.

Just then, another person warps in view. It was Loki, as depicted in Avengers - Earth's Mightiest Heroes. Through his staff, he commanded a lightning bolt to strike Thor. He seemingly looked rather pleased bringing further harm to his step-brother. I suddenly was given his role. In any case, the muscular man warned that, despite our mutual enemy, he would not spare me. I smirked silently.

Just a few seconds later, Thor gets back to his feet, restored to near-perfect health. As should be expected, thunder and lightning has revived the Thunder God. Swearing vengeance, Thor charged at his latest foe. The large man, for his part, only seemed slightly annoyed at these events. I figured that at this rate, Thor didn't stand much of a chance. A bright flash envelopes the area as the two clashed.

Suddenly, the lighting flickered off. Moreover, the surroundings were moving away from view, revealing only darkness. As I looked around, I realized stage hands were carrying off set pieces. Turned out this was just a shoot for a movie. I pretty much figured out the dream by this point. Anyway, the other actors and I gathered to congratulate ourselves on a job well done. Among the group was a gigantic figure, whom I just realized was there. This was a thin, olive-skinned, kinky haired Caribbean gal in her mid-late twenties, dressed in tight jeans, a white blouse, lacking shoes, and, of course, sized at over a hundred feet tall. She leans down, and starts rubbing, patting, and cooing us in jest, as if handling small critters.

Eventually, the group parted. Intrigued with the giant lady, I caught up with her, pacing quickly, given her long stride. I offered to treat her and the rest of the cast to lunch. She snickered a bit, but didn't respond. So, I made a mighty leap on her shoulder. I then yanked on her hair to tease her. In turn, the giant gal scooped me up in her hand, then poked at me with the other. She brought me closer to one of her bemused eyes.

The dream collapsed shortly after.

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Vaguely recall a giantess with brightly painted nails, each hand having contrasting colors.

Dream 3 - Void Mega-Multimedia

Scene 1 - Trumpets and Food Sampling Void
The visuals were dim. False awakening in bed. I was startled "awake" by my sister, who looked different somehow, but I can't recall. She "reminded" me of some recruitment drive occurring in a new military branch, a group of demon hunters, and that I should go out to join. I was very reluctant, even exasperated, at the thought of such, though it might've just been morning grouchiness. As I got up, I pricked myself on something on my bed. I pick it up, to see its a figurine. This depicted a character very similar to Cloud Strife, save for being equipped with straps and sheathes filled with many kinds of blades and firearms. Reckoned he was one of the more famous demon hunters.

Cut to my walking around in a void-like area. Spotlights revealed various rooms separated a good distance from each other, each varying in size and, similarly, in the amount of people within. I walk towards one of the smaller, less crowded ones. Inside were a few musical instruments. One of such was a small keyboard. I play a few random tunes, if poor facsimiles of such. A figure there criticized me. Thought they were familiar somehow. Either way, I ignored them.

Next, I pick up a trumpet. I was about to play something, when a distant figure began shouting attention from the distance. I floated over there, to see that too was a man with the same instrument, one dressed in a performer's tux. He began sounding a familiar tune, the main theme for the Rocky Movies. Not seconds after, spotlights revealed a vast span of wooden benches. Seated on there were an extremely excessive brass orchestra, numbering in the several hundreds. There were some seats left empty, while several areas were highly crowded. Anyway, they too followed the tune, as did I. Not all of us were very good at this (can't say I've ever actually played a trumpet myself...). Still, the more talented performers managed to drown out mistakes. I continued for a minute or two, before going elsewhere.

Timeskip. I start walking up steps into a long-spanning wooden balcony, if not a bridge. Numerous people were gathered there. A picnic of sorts was occurring. Or, better put, a taste test. One group was handing out food to others, then asked for the opinion of such. The first items were clearly from Wendy's. I was handed a bag with several burgers and fries. I turned away for a second, to find that someone else had partly eaten my share. This upset me a bit, mostly due to such wasteful habits.

Next up was a batch of Chinese food, apparently a local place. Think it was called "Madame Something's" or similar, I don't know. Anyway, the namesake owner herself, a little old Asian lady, was actually present for this event. She was hurriedly passing around her product. I myself recieved a big serving of thin-sliced sauteed beef in a disposable container. Looked like a bit too much for me to eat in one sitting.

Unknown occurrences. I woke up shortly after, and unwittingly re-enter just as quickly.

Scene 2 - Portal Beast
Similar visuals as above. I was in a brighter void. A crowd were standing around in the darkness, their features visible, as if they were glowing themselves. As before, these folk were having a picnic/taste test.

Suddenly, several portals opened up, and enveloped the people away from view. Screams could be heard, then stopped abruptly.

A voice echoed in my mind, having a smooth, somewhat deep, male voice. It claimed it was a monster, and was, in fact, devouring those unfortunate enough to be caught in its trap.

Before I myself was taken, I woke up.

Dream 4 - Wings of the Clouds

Scene 1 - Sappy Guitar Duet Flight
The visuals were bright, if glared. I was flying over a shopping center during noontide. I quickly noticed my having wings on my back. Almost as soon, I also realized the dream. Furthermore, this sappy pop guitar duet was sounding in the background.

I zoom lower, showing off my abilities. Noticed I was wearing jeans with a tight track shirt. This made me a bit self-conscious, but only for a moment. I then flew up on the roof of the highest building. While standing there, I spread my wings. I wondered what color it was, imagining it in various colors. In the end, I settled for plain white.

Got bored. I looked up at a partly clouded sky. This got me to search for E, thinking I'd find her reclining on a nimbus. I launched myself up. Soon, clouds obscured my view. I rubbed my hands, just in case. Opposite what I'd intended, the dream collapsed. Things black out. DEILD back in seconds later.

Scene 2 - Non-Guide Radio Contact
The visuals were a bit blurred. I was flying in a cloud-filled sky. Soon, I noticed my being inside the cockpit of a fighter jet, with a helmet to match. That song from above was still playing, though it was mostly drowned out by the sounds of turbines and sonic winds.

Soon, muffled voices spoke out from an unseen radio. Sounded like routine flight control stuff. I eventually tried contacting E, hearing my voice similarly muffled. "Yes?", a voice called out from speakers. It sounded like a guy. Wasn't her. I tried again. "Yes?", repeated the same voice. I asked if that was indeed E. He'd confirmed as much. I disbelieved it entirely. "You don't sound like her", I said dismissively. The contact continued on with other things, but I couldn't hear it.

While going through some clouds, the dream collapsed for good.

Early evening of February 14, 2019. Thursday.

Dream #: 19,050-04. Reading time (optimized): 30 sec.



My attention is directed down at a display that is first showing a Boeing 747 beginning takeoff. It is dark. It soon becomes more as if I am looking at a representation of the event.

The bottom of my viewpoint displays a white rectangle in an otherwise dark field. It slowly grows upward as indicating the path the airplane is taking.

At first, I think the area is large, perhaps an American state, but I soon realize I am looking at the layout of a small island. The runway is the entire length of it.

The white line becomes longer, extending more quickly as I realize this, understanding that it correlates with (and represents) the waking process, at this point realizing I am dreaming and waking.

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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

At a street or avenue, I get lucid and remember a thing I read on some instagram post about teleporting to a place we see in a dream. I try teleporting to over a roof of a building, instead I start flying. I don't stop at the roof I go fly around.

Trump wants to offer me a job, it is not the first time he offers it. Wants me to run his farm. He takes me on a tour, it has really impressive facilities. The chicken pen is gigantic and chicken really have lots of space and conditions to climb and shelters to hide. We find a puppy inside having fun eating eggs. Trump doesn't have a farm manager, he just goes there on sundays to check and do some work himself []. He tells me about the plants and places he liked as he grew up playing on this farm. I am almost convinced he is actually human.
Then he takes me to follow him around a whole day trying to convince me. Says he'll pay me handsomely and I think about how I would like the money but also how bad it would be accepting the job. He would probably try to seduce me, he would probably fire me sooner than later and my reputation would be both increased and destroyed depending on the audience.
Then he goes to a casino, I hint I wish it could be my lucky day and hit a jackpot, and he says it might be. But people start looking at me wondering probably if this poorly dressed hippie is his new lover. I am approached by someone pretending to know him while he goes to the toilet, just to try to find out who I am, and I clarify he is just offering me a job. But this person is a journalist. Trump gets angry and takes me away to some clothing shop. I think maybe he wants to change my looks so I can hang out with him, raising less questions on others, but it is actually about himself (obviously). The ladies look at me as the ones who looked down at Julia Roberts and Pretty Woman. They ask me what I want and I say I'm with Trump. Then he says he bought something he is not happy with and wants to buy a new one that is in promotion. I look around the shop and anyway it is really bad taste conservative clothes I would never use.
I tell him my bigger problem with the job offer is the distance. I say it does not compensate. He thinks about it, offers me a load of money, so that I cannot reject anymore.

The movie Purge meets The Hunger Games. I am with some friends at their home, that has steel window blinds, but the bad guys override the system and they open up. I escape through a backdoor to the outside, but have to go through some dudes who were trying to enter from there. I hit one with something heavy and get an ax and a hammer from a shack nearby. I open my way through whomever I encounter, some are hard to kill, some try to steal my weapons. I manage to come together with my friends again and we go through the city. We try to find hideout in parks and less populated areas. But this doesn't end in one day, it lasts for some time, so we decide to try to escape the city or we will end up being killed.
We find the edge of the city and we discover it is a floating city, miles high in the sky. Seems a dead end. But we meet a guy that claims to be coming from the outside world. He tells us there are two points where there is a climbing system on the wall, with ropes and that we can escape through there. We sleep a night in an abandoned hotel room. I dream with the wall thing, I see the rope mesh going down and that the wall has a sort of inclined platform before it dives vertically. I share the dream with my friends in the morning, taking it as a vision. I can't find my weapons and suspect someone infiltrated the group. But nothing happens and we head to the place with the ropes to escape.