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    1. Unknown Pt 3

      by , 08-25-2017 at 04:34 PM
      This is a weird dream. This was one that's stuck with me a while and still makes me wonder about my mind at times.

      I am taking calls on an airplane. On one of my calls, no one is talking. On the screen different messages start scrolling and threatening me. I'm freaking out. Our managers are trying to figure it out. In the meantime, I've decided I'm getting outta there. For a moment we're on the ground and I'm with Estrella.

      She's good, just upset because she's having a hard time getting out of the ditch were apparently stuck in. I offer to give her a ride out and she insists she's fine. I remember the thing that was threatening me starts it again and I remember I'm in danger. He tells me I can't escape him.

      I have this feeling of being trapped by him well past this moment. I remember the screen telling me my name over and over again. I'm scared. I remember going to find my grandma (the fuck is she gonna do?!) and she's laying on a couch and I remember coming up behind her and leaning down to hug and play with her hair.

      I lost some part in the middle I think. I get these little flashes of being scared. This guy is like stalking me and threatening my life and I can't get away. I can't remember what happened though. All through the rest of the dream I'm remembering that this man is stalking me and closing in.

      Except I've gotta put being stalked on hold because I have a wedding to go to . Rachel is getting married to Cody. On an airplane. The same airplane that is still being hijacked by this weird computer man thing. Romantic? I dunno, maybe. This is why I'm not a wedding planner. Apparently it's taking over and replacing the planes router... I have no idea because I'm just trying to get to Rachel's wedding. I remember being in a hall, and Rachel is married sitting with her husband watching a reception. It's like a school presentation. I'm about to give my presentation for them and I'm not even dressed.

      Becca and I sneak into the room; we get to the chairs and I grab my dress and I like run to the changing room. I'm freaking out because I can feel the plane rolling and tipping with whoever is hijackijg the plane. I remember sitting on the floor looking at a 3D map and the plane is circling Florida. The pilot, a woman (for some reason this is very relevant during the dream), is trying to counter the attack. I almost feel like I was attacked away from the plane, pre-dream, and now the attacker has followed me. Lots of flashes back to him but can't think of why. Like he's got me and he's slowly closing in.

      The Miz is up to give his speech (don't ask) and his music plays. I turn to leave the bathroom of the plane; the door opens and Rachel is there. She's in a like sapphire blue dress, having changed out of her wedding dress. I remember being really sad I missed seeing her ceremony.

      But we both grin as I see her and I engulf her in a huge hug. I remember we both get teary eyed and start crying. I remember saying I'm so happy for her and she pulls back and tells me "He's a good fit for me. He fits me so well. I look in the mirror and I love that it's Mrs Alexander looking back".

      Who the fuck this Mr Alexander guy is and where he came from is a mystery, because her boyfriend/husband's last name is certainly not Alexander. But I remember people are watching us from afar, and I'm really proud the bride is this happy to see me, and I tell her that I set up the hijacking of the plane so she'd get refunds on her tickets, which is my wedding gift to her.

      I wake up wondering the fuck is wrong with me.
    2. Unknown Pt 2

      by , 08-25-2017 at 04:26 PM
      This is another dream I saved. Unknown date, but another memorable one for me. I write fanfiction and this was one where I was my actual FF character, not myself.

      My friend was the daughter of my favorite wrestler, Jon Moxley. Jon was taking us out to see Las Vegas, and he was being really nice to me because apparently I was homesick. My friend 'Gabby' was mad because she thought he liked me more than her. He explained "No, she just doesn't have anyone to love her like i love you."

      So he had to go to the stadium for his match, and we had to get a ride with Brock Lesnar. He had a pickup truck and he had all these other wrestlers in the cab and so he let us sit in the bed of the truck. We turned on 'Me Too' by Meghan Trainor and he started singing and dancing with us (which, if you know Brock Lesnar, looked pretty ridiculous). He took us to Subway (which doubled as a tattoo studio) and Gabby wanted a violin tattoo. The kid didn't know what a violin was so he offered to make her a sandwich instead. I was trying to get my new tattoo and i forgot the word 'dog' and was trying to explain to him i wanted my dogs paw print and I never got it because I couldn't explain what I wanted.
    3. Unknown Pt 1

      by , 08-25-2017 at 04:20 PM
      I'm cleaning out my phone and this is one of the dreams I had saved. I may not have all details because this was a while ago, but it was memorable.

      I'm walking back from the Safeway across the street and I need to put my purse in a locker for some reason, which is located in the pool room (?). I go inside, and this old man is sitting there. I make a comment about how the lockers never used to be this way and he goes on a rant saying, "Oh yeah they did, I've lived here for 20 years..." etc. So as I'm putting it away the pool room morphs into a living room, which is upturned like there was a fight.

      I ask the man what happened, and he says he was having a bit of fun. He is an older, severely obese man; he points to an old recliner and this petite, scared Asian woman is hiding underneath the opened leg rest part. She is crying, naked, and hurt. I realize she is his caretaker and he was abusing her. I tell her to get dressed while he's going on about how useless she is and how fun it was to hit her. Once she's dressed he demands she help him into the recliner.

      I tell him I'm gonna be staying to make sure she's okay because he isn't allowed to hurt her, and if he touches her again I'm beating him up. While she's getting him situated he has to move the wires by his feet. As he does so they start sparking and catch fire. He panics and throws them onto the pile of cords at his feet. The flames are getting higher, and as they do the living room changes to my mom's living room, and I'm panicking about getting all the animals out. I'm trying to put the fire out and I just make it worse. Finally, I run and get a pitcher of water and put it out; that part of the dream fades.

      I'm at Kevin's old house and his mom and Don just got home and it's snowing. He had to go help them bring groceries in. I'm hungry though and want something to eat. He gives me a cup of easy Mac and I spend the rest of the dream trying to get it open.

      There's another part I don't really remember where we're in his truck with his mom looking for an apartment but I don't remember anything except trying to turn his truck around, which becomes a hassle because it practically has no turn radius.
    4. Meeting Johnny Whitaker (coalescence waking symbolism)

      by , 08-25-2017 at 11:10 AM
      Morning of August 25, 2017. Friday.



      In the first part of my dream, I am mostly in the background (as a secondary character) watching high school students being questioned about drug usage and something to do with playing sports at times when sports are apparently not allowed (or at least relating to how the games are played), though this factor may be distorted as I am not focused on every detail. Apparently, every student in the school is being punished based on the actions and beliefs of only about four students. The events and interview scenes (which sometimes include two or three students) are not that vivid. The most vivid part is in the last segment of my dream, which in actuality is an offset dream that initiates the waking symbolism and also has the perspective of semi-lucidity.

      I am in a mostly featureless room. It begins to have the essence of higher liminal space (closer to waking consciousness). An unusual version of Johnny Whitaker, the actor from “Family Affair”, walks into the room. It seems he is going to be either in an interview or some sort of publicity, perhaps even an acting role. (This is not certain.)

      I recognize him as a celebrity. I call out “Jody!” He smiles and nods but does not move from his location near the doorway.

      I am puzzled by his lack of initiation from my side, due to very vivid memories seemingly being present, but not quite within reach. “Jody!” I yell again.

      His expression changes as if he suddenly gets it. “Buffy!” he yells and runs up to me as we hug. He then steps aside and speaks three phrases that sound like gibberish with a “sudsy” essence (as if gargling and speaking at the same time). However, he then clearly says “How are you?” and nods happily as I wake.



      Although this dream was typical coalescence waking symbolism (fairly common for me since childhood), there are some very eerie underlying layers, especially when looking at recent trends in my dreaming patterns.

      Consider that I have not seen the episode of “Family Affair” that this dream is directly associated with since I was very young. Also, I have not actively thought of Johnny Whitaker or Anissa Jones as in “Family Affair” in many years. Anissa Jones died on August 28, 1976, three days from today’s date. Johnny Whitaker was born December 13, 1959, so is close to my age (though I was born on December 20, 1960).



      As a supplement, I will add details from three recent dreams that utilized coalescence waking symbolism:

      “Socket Repair and my Mother and Classmates” of August 19, 2017. (Preconscious as former schoolmate Sam M and recognized as such).

      “Fixing a Bridge (featuring Dean Norris)” of August 24, 2017. (Preconscious as actor Dean Norris, unrecognized as a celebrity.)

      “Meeting Johnny Whitaker (coalescence waking symbolism)”, this dream entry’s dream, of August 25, 2017 (Preconscious as actor Johnny Whitaker, recognized as such.)

      What is interesting is the one with Sam M, where I absentmindedly (and accidentally) punched him in the face, thinking he was a different former classmate. He then gives medical attention to my other arm (which in real life was cramping up as I slept.) The vividness of this dream was equal to the other two. It also turned out to have prescient threads (as most of my dreams do, but I do not always update them as such). In this case, with no way of me expecting it, he had posted a joke on Facebook within about a day after my dream. It was about a professor asking God directly for “proof of God” and ended with a soldier getting up and punching him, saying that God was busy protecting soldiers so he was sent. There is much more, but this entry is long enough.


    5. Fighting off Alien Invasion and Alligator Dogs with Calea Z

      by , 08-23-2017 at 02:55 PM
      07-18-2017 -- (2nd successful [to a point] use of Calea Z.) I took Calea Z last night, and it did not give me a super case of insomnia, as usual, to prevent me from being able to get any sort of sleep, and therefore prevent any sort of dreams. Instead I took it along with a dose of melatonin to encourage sleep. Slept for about four hours, woke briefly, could remember nothing, fell back asleep. Slept for about three hours, woke briefly, and could barely remember any fragments. Went back to sleep for perhaps another two hours, and woke with a fairly involved and interesting dream that included some (slightly muted) bright colors. While it was a quite cool dream that was well worth having, no idea how much of it may be attributed to the Calea Z, or whether it was random chance, and the Calea Z had no effect what-so-ever. It can be compared to my one previous successful Calea Z dream, here.

      As always, starts somewhat fragmenty, with faded bits that can't be remembered. I think I am traveling somewhere, almost by accident, while trying to plan out future travels. Hints of some sort of large ghost tiger or something, but I simply can't pin down that part. There is a somewhat small, thin, waif-ish red haired girl who a lot of people are pushing around and insulting a bit. I'm trying to gently defend her a bit here and there. It feels like we're on a bit of a river boat sort of thing, and I may have won some kind of prize in a contest or something, but it is really small, and I am not worried about it.

      Anyway, I think I am trying to plan a trip to England and Scotland, more than actually be on it, but somehow I am there. I am in Scotland, in line to board some kind of ride. We are boarding colorful carriages of the sort that Cinderella might take to a ball, except that these are horseless, and 12 or 14 of them are kind of linked up to form a bit of a train. We've been waiting a while, and two of these trains have loaded up and rode off, and we're likely to make it on the third, but it is taking it's time. The tracks seem to be used by multiple trains, as there are cargo trains coming the other way, and people are getting ready to ride them, but I'm pointing out those obviously are not the same trains, and are going the wrong direction, and they aren't stopping for us anyway.

      The trains are taking a curve just past us, and heading into a warehouse area, but each successive train is becoming larger and taking the curve at a higher speed, while being even more off-balance (one seems to have a massive weight hanging off to one side as it makes the turn, and it feels almost inevitable that the weight is going to fly off and crash down on us). The next train has something even larger attached, but it is on a sort of boom or something, and is being spun around in circles two or three times like it is building up speed to throw it, and things just feel scary.

      By this time we're standing in a sort of open air station. There is only half a metal roof, and the place is open to the elements, and suddenly we hear this loud BANG! Another half a metal roof has just been dropped on the station by the train, which seems to be half-construction-boom, and I am wondering why they think it is a good idea to do this kind of thing while people are in the station. They continue working, and there is a lot more banging, but I think somebody has got something wrong, because suddenly the back corner of the building and the new roof are collapsing. People are screaming, and potentially being crushed, and Robert Bradford (who I was standing next to, and who I was hoping wouldn't realize I was one of the ones who was screaming) is in the process of setting up a lawsuit for the victims of this tragic accident.

      I am unharmed, and am kind of walking away, when I hear a sort of thrashing sound. Behind me, in an area I was just walking past, is a large something that I can't make out. Then it moves, and I can focus on it clearly. It is a large alligator or crocodile that has just crawled out of a waterway. I'm not too concerned with it, as it is several yards away, but it moves directly for me, and seems to be remarkably fast. So I keep putting things between us, but it either swats them away with its tail or its mouth, or it just crawls over the top of low things, and keeps coming after me. Soon I'm in a narrow alleyway, trying to find a way to chimney up the walls, and hoping alligators can't climb walls, calling for help and crying out "Alligator!" At least at one point, I've got my arms wrapped around its jaws, trying to keep it from being able to open or close its mouth.

      Eventually some sort of animal handler comes up and starts interacting with it, and he seems to know what he's doing, and the alligator seems to be shrinking, and turning into some strange sort of alligator/dog hybrid that is now about the size of a beagle, and kind of cute, and still following me around. At this point, our 'train' has finally come, and I've climbed on one of the back cars, and the alligator/dog is on the very last car, still trying to follow me. I'm backing off, but am no longer sure I want to escape the thing. Suddenly it looks like it is trying to go to the bathroom, and it sort of poops on a pile of canned goods, but the poop starts to move. It seems like the thing just gave birth to a bunch of baby alligator/dogs that are all less than an inch long, and almost look like slimy little tadpoles.

      Meanwhile, some woman is trying to get my attention. She looks like Mr. Sturgeon's secretary from the Bruno & Boots movies, and she seems to be in charge around here, and she is going on about that contest I won earlier, and how I have to take responsibility for my prize, and not just walk off like I did, earlier. It turns out I have won some land here in Scotland, and though it is only a small amount of land (I think three houses stand on it) it is enough to make me the smallest and least powerful or influential Lord in the land, which could be slightly cool.

      The problem is, several of the people around us are still mumbling about the small, slightly cute, unjustly picked on red haired girl. The woman snaps out something about how we need to get over it, she's just a Jew, and those of us who were trying to help her are horrified by this, especially since the poor girl is being held in her friend's arms, dying of a combination of the abuse she has received, and a broken heart.

      I am determined to do something about this, and walk away from the lady again, to lay hands on the girl's forehead. I'm not all that great of a person, but I know there have been times in the past that God has used me to heal, when it had nothing to do with me, but just a desire to help someone else. I start praying over the girl, and all her friends join me. We are pointing out how nice she is, and how sweet, and how much she spends her time helping others, and praying for God's healing and blessing over her, while the lady who'd just made the unfriendly comment is arguing that she "didn't mean it that way!"

      By this point, I've kissed the girl's brow, and she seems to be regaining her strength and mass, and is doing better by the minute. She's actually kind of cute, and I'm hoping she might need a boyfriend, but it turns out the reason she was brokenhearted was because she was romantically interested in this short Hispanic kid, and her step-parents wouldn't accept it, which is why they were abusing her and allowing others to do the same. Yup, she was a literal red-headed step-child! Unfortunately, he is backing away, and wants nothing to do with her. I'm trying to give him the benefit of the doubt, figuring he may not want her to get beaten anymore, but if that isn't his reason, I'm seriously thinking of giving him a good, solid thrashing!

      About this time, I am distracted by a tanker truck flying by through the air. It has somehow been mounted on a plane or something, and it is some sort of terrorist attack. It is being flown and dropped on a half-distant air field, and we see it dropping down over the horizon, then a loud boom, billows of dust rising, and slowly a mushroom cloud forming. Wherever we are, we are very close to Cinderella's Castle, and it has been bombed as well, and towers are collapsing in flames. There are enemy planes in the sky, and more bombs being dropped.

      Suddenly I find myself facing a classic cartoon-style bomb just floating in the air in front of me, a bizarre, muted ultra-violet orange and green. I'm trying to figure out if it is friend or foe, but eventually realize it is some sort of small personal fighter, waiting for its pilot. There are a lot of dead people around, so I climb on and start to try and get my balance. Steve Koffroth climbs on another next to me, and I steady it (and him) until he's got it under control, then let it go. Two young kids come flying up to under their own power (not using ships or anything) and I am kind of staring at them, until I realize. "You're dead?" I ask them. They nod. It seems they were caught in some of the first blasts. Now their spirits are volunteering to inhabit our space crafts to kind of bring them to life and help to control them, as the pilots who have been trained to fly them are not available, and they were never properly activated.

      So their spirits merge with our crafts, and we grab up some of the odd green and orange machine guns, and fly off to face the enemies. The invaders turn out to be some sort of Oriental people, though I do not know which ones, and they've now got lots of troops running around with machine guns, while our flying missiles seem to have run out of energy, so we're mostly grounded. We find ourselves trapped in a large warehouse-like building with a bunch of the gun wielding enemies, and our weapons don't seem to really work ... or do they? They only seem to shoot tiny, dim beams of light. They seem to cut right through robots, destroying them easily, but seem to make almost no wounds to regular people's heads.

      But slowly I'm noticing something strange. People who are screaming to kill us one second, after I shoot them in the head, are commanding that we be captured ... then released. "What? We can't do th..." BANG! "... Sir, yes sir!" We're somehow turning them to our side, while still having to hide from those who have not yet been turned, who are still shooting at us with machine guns. Again, we're running through warehouses. At one point, somebody opens up fire on me, while I hide behind boxes which are being blown apart, as I try to fly a path through the boxes to reach the next floor, while being shot as little as possible. Very interesting and fun, overall.
    6. Dream - The Evil Sun

      by , 08-23-2017 at 09:17 AM
      Date of Dream: MON 21 AUG - 2017



      Dream No. 183 - The Evil Sun

      I don't exactly remember how the dream started. I remember I was doing all these little competitions with random people. If we didn't get out of the hole quick enough, water pressure would hit us and we'd drown. The water was only starting to come up and I thought I'd never be able to get out of the hole, so I gave up. My new strategy was to get my dream guide to save me when it became time for a drowning. I ended up sitting and leaning against the wall of the hole. I felt really scared with the lurking water beneath but then I noticed NN and BB on either side of me, holding me really tightly and securely. They stayed with me until Dreamy WB appeared.

      She had her hair in a high bun, with a casual look about her. I rapidly swam to her and hugged her. I then pulled away from her slightly, to talk to myself, saying that I only had three chances to muck up or I would never escape. I then turned back to Dreamy WB and just quietly assessed her features. She ended up having a really warm and gentle facial expression. I sighed and said to myself “damn it, I shouldn't have said that”. She then gave a chuckle and held up three fingers, as if she was cheekily mocking me. Then she said “Only three? No, you have unlimited chances!”.

      Then the water really started to go up but I found that I could still breathe. As time passes though, I find it harder to breathe, as if the dream has now come to realise the real world principles of suffocation. As I felt I was about to die, I could feel myself being rushed up to the surface by Dreamy WB's energy, she had become invisible again. When I jumped out of the hole, that's when things in the sky started to turn really strange. There was a weird white block in the purple sky, which claimed to be the sun. The sun was supposed to attack me and burn me up as a penalty for escaping the drowning.

      Once I saw it setting some nearby buildings on fire, I knew I had to get away. My family were with me and so I told them we had to get away. I started floating away as quickly as possible in the style of Balloon Mario... I had to go for awhile to get far enough from that sun. I tried going even further but found out that I was actually getting closer to the sun again... So I went back to where I was before. I decided I wanted to seek refuge in a random house on the streets. I thought for some reason that Dreamy WB was going to be inside this house but I wasn't right.

      I knocked on the door and some unknown lady answered, she was equally just as welcoming and friendly. She said that many people come to her house to escape the sun. There was only one room left and so my family would all have to crowd in there. It was suggested there would be two people on the beds and then two people on the floor. That's all I can remember for this dream. I don't know whether I woke up or it continued.



      Dream Trophies Achieved:

      - None

      Updated 04-05-2018 at 11:02 AM by 93119

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    7. Deliberately Angering a Ghost

      by , 08-20-2017 at 07:53 AM
      Morning of August 20, 2017. Sunday.



      I am in the middle room on the east side of the King Street mansion (where I have not been in real life in over twenty years). It is not known if I am living there though, as there is an unknown male in the bed, which is out from the east wall. It seems to be late at night.

      I am aware of a supposed haunting, but there is no concern or fear of any kind. In fact, I make sarcastic remarks to the unseen ghost and screech several times. After time passes, the unseen ghost screeches louder than me. The unknown male and I are somewhat amused.

      Still, I am trying to get the ghost to show itself. The room has a fictional feature. There is a closet to the left of the door, but this feature would not be possible in real life as there is a hall directly behind that wall. At one point, the landlady looks in to see what is going on.

      There are two small wooden shelves near the top of the closet. The ghost seems to be on the top shelf. I see signs of it a few times, but just a little.

      Two unknown girls come into the room. One reminds me of Linda Cardellini as Velma from 2002’s “Scooby-Doo” and the other, Annie Potts as Janine Melnitz from 1984’s “Ghostbusters”. Both are to my left, Linda being closer.

      I tell them to watch as I bring the ghost out from hiding by commanding it to appear. On the left of the upper closet shelf, a small circle of white material appears. Time passes, and the “ghost” emerges. It looks like a series of small balls covered with a handkerchief as it moves down to the bottom shelf and moves to the right somewhat like a caterpillar in a sort of undulating motion.

      Linda makes a comment about it possibly being a “flaw in the film” as if we were watching a movie instead of a real feature in the room. My dream fades from this point.



      Zsuzsanna and I watched “Ghosts of Darkness” (2017) last night, where a main scene involved two men watching a door to a closet and attempting to expel a large demon from an old mansion. This enjoyable comedic dream is all that resulted. There have been a number of other dreams where dream characters talked about dreams or features or events in a dream as if they were movies. I find this very interesting, as it may be a thread of my conscious self expressing this major sentiment about dreams through another dream character, especially as it is usually said near the end of a dream. A movie theater or stage has also been a subliminal dream-state indicator in a number of my dreams.


    8. Third dild

      by , 08-16-2017 at 07:02 PM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Fell asleep at: 11:00 PM

      Woke up at: 7:00 AM

      Pre-Dream:

      I read about lucid dreaming right before I went to sleep, which may have influenced the dream itself.




      Dream:

      The dream starts with me typing something down on Google Docs. The thought of lucid dreaming crosses my mind, and I remember the fact that using technology in my dreams are a common dream sign. I'm not entirely lucid yet, but I pull my head back and look at the wall.

      There is a wire frame face on the wall (Which strangely enough looked like the Alpharad PFP), and suddenly it dawns on me.

      I close the laptop and try to adjust my vision. It clears up (kinda) and I walk over to my curtains. It is still nighttime in the dream.

      The night sky is a dark purple gradient with orange lights all around the 'bottom' of it. I try to change the setting by making it daytime, but I only make it go up a few hours (5:47 if you wanna know). I then try to stabilize myself using reality checks, but then I lose focus and lose lucidity. Funny thing is I was scared my finger would get stuck in the palm of my hand so I skipped that one. The nose RC worked as expected.


      NOTES:

      1. Long term memory tends to carry over a lot in my LDs. I remembered to do reality checks, my dream signs, and to focus. I'm not sure if short term would work the same however..

      2. For the most time I was pretty well composed. I didn't try to talk to any DCs, I didn't freak out and wake myself up, so overall it was a good LD, if short.

      Updated 08-18-2017 at 09:09 PM by 93490

      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    9. December 20, 2014 (L) L3 | Tukwilla, Tornadoes, Kid

      by , 08-16-2017 at 04:02 AM (Fantastical Adventures)
      -1-The dream started out with everybody talking about plans to fly to northeastern Kansas, drive south to “Tukwilla,” drive south into Oklahoma, drive west along the border, north into Wichita, and go east from there and eventually and at the east coast. Meanwhile, I was looking at incredible shots of multiple tornadoes. The first shot was with 2 of them really close to each other, and the second shot was with 3 tornadoes each behind the other, all silhouettes in front of a sunset.
      [New Scene]
      The picture of those 3 tornadoes became three storm cells to the south of us in northeastern Kansas. It was during the night, and they may not have been tornadic, but I wasn’t taking any chances. I looked at the radar to see where the cells were going, and it looked like they would pass by the coming city way before we would arrive. Before we got to the city, a sudden hailstorm happened. A passing cell was dropping roughly quarter-size hail on the freeway.
      [New Scene]
      I was driving, and we(referring to family) arrived in “Tukwilla,” in southeastern Kansas. The skyline was beautiful, at least at night. It was composed of 7 buildings, at least 5 of which were standard skyscrapers, one of which was forgotten, and the 3rd from the left was pointed at the top. I wanted to take a picture, but when I did, all I got was the side of the van somehow.
      [New Scene]
      We arrived at a toll booth somehow. A dream thing happened where a broken, seemingly impassable, almost vertical path onward, apparently blocked by a tiny gate. Of course, it worked, because the car became a plastic tub and could be pulled through.
      [New Scene]
      We stayed at a house overnight. The far door opens to a junction between stairs, a living room, and another room with a PC in it. While on the PC, I googled ‘PS4 WiLD’ to see if there were any further announcements for the game.
      -2(L)[WILD]-The first scene was the same that I left for the most part. I got out of bed, and threw punches at the window. This didn’t break it, so I opened it instead. Next, I stood on the patio on the west side of my house. I thought of using a rectangular force field to block any annoying family DCs from interfering with me. On the double doors I used a second set of green doors and locked them.
      -3-There was a kid that ‘looped’ (this is unclear; his muscles kinda warped about and stuff) around 6pm every day. His mum said, “…it’s also the time that he’s open world.” (6pm-9pm, refers to the time that the kid is outside)
      [New Scene]
      Location: living room. Scene: DC[1] in a huge plastic tub with a cat sitting on his left knee; DC[2] sitting on the piano bench to my left; I am either sitting or standing in the computer room facing south; Forgotten DC sitting in the secondary rocking chair; no couch; pules of legos where the couch used to be; Dad sitting in the primary rocking chair. DC[2] had a gray wishing object, and he wished for something. Next, I decided to test the object as well. For the first test, I wished for one cat to like his sister slightly more. I didn’t see any conclusive results.
      Lucid Time: 2-3 minutes

      Updated 12-27-2017 at 04:20 AM by 67050

      Categories
      memorable , lucid , non-lucid
    10. An argument of Ownership, long

      by , 08-15-2017 at 03:30 PM
      August 15, 12am-3am
      At my current home, really early and it was foggy. I felt like heading out for a walk and one of my cats came with me, my big grey fluffy one I call Jeester. Walking along I saw the blue sky and wispy clouds looking like someone was breaking them apart, it felt good out though and although chilly it wasn't too cold. I wasn't actually checking the mail, I was just going out for a walk. You could still see things but the fog was like a hazy mist infront of the eyes and much to the effect of blurry just waking up vision. I went as far out as the Cul-de-sac and the fog was thicker at the end of the road, you almost couldn't see anything.

      Which is why I had to look twice when I thought I saw a figure down there near the stop sign, I squinted and did see someone approaching. It felt weird though, a slightly fearful vibe came sailing toward me and once I saw my cat start running I did the same without hesitation. Didn't know who it was or if it was a male or female, but I did know the fear increased and raised my heartbeat as I neared the front door of my current home. I rushed inside and closed the screen door carefully so I knew it closed and then kinda slammed the actual door closed and locked it. I didn't see my cat inside so I assume he hid, everything inside seemed to be normal as I took a brief glance around as though whoever it was might have followed me in.

      When I saw it wasn't so, I calmed a bit but still felt wary and less protected on the lower level; I went upstairs and immediately woke mom up, actually she was already partly awake and did look sleepy even in the dim light. I tried calming down and telling hear but everything came out so jumbled because I was out of breath, I guess that running really did me in. Luckily I was able to get out, through choppy and gasping sentences, that it was foggy outside and I saw someone and ran back here with Jeester.

      Mom seemed slightly in disbelief, but went downstairs anyway because she had to use the bathroom. I took a seat downstairs in the living room and noticed the curtain closest to me was open but not the other one further away. I guess someone had already but up and about before me, or maybe we didn't close them.

      Anyway when mom came back she mentioned how I was right, it was foggy and felt weird outside. I nodded in agreement and looked to her for what to do but she simply sat down at her desk and although my fear had subsided at this point, I had no doubt whatever was out there was still there. At this moment C had awoken and came downstairs, mom had started writing and C went to the refrigerator to grab a donut.

      I wasn't aware we actually had any donuts in there, but wasn't in the mood for food anyway. I just listened as mom said we should be saving them and then she wondered if they would deliver donuts directly to the house, I think the number she had in mind was 365. I guess her plan was to stay in the house until the evil outside was gone? Despite her repeating that we should save the donuts, C still took one.

      It started raining very suddenly and then D woke up, he kind of got a half explanation about what was going on when he got downstairs. But he needed to use the bathroom so he took an umbrella and went outside in the rain and I stupidly stood near the door inside and shouted at the forest that "You better not touch him! Don't you dare hurt him!" I only just realised when D came back inside that the door and walls connecting the door had turned into walls of a ten and door of a tent.

      Instead of thinking on that, I focused on hurriedly zipping the now circle tent flap closed while the rain sprinkled. It actually got jammed and I almost gave up but pulled one zipper up and one zipper down, that worked but now there was a gap at the bottom where the walls should connect the floor. The pieces tying them had come undone and nobody else in the house noticed the change, so I kneeled down and started tying them together while the wall caved in slightly like the tent walls do.

      Outside my cat saw and hopped on my back, further making the task difficult and further bending the tent wall in on me. One might think this would make me aggravated or annoyed but no, I simply adjusted my position and got back to work. I suppose I was feeling much more secure and confident now that everyone was awake, even if they weren't helping or seemed to care. So when I saw someone's legs and looked under the gap to see a slightly chubby lady striding toward me with a word on her shirt, I immediately didn't run but instead thought she was Athena.

      She wore a skirt that went to her knees and flowed out a bit, it looked plaid but wasn't and was actually more grey. Her t-shirt was a pink colour and as she came nearer the word Athena came into view on it, I immediately felt more confident even though it looked like the A on the end was blurry as though I had put the words there. Her rounded face complimented her apple shaped body and chubby thighs did not hinder her back straight walking. Her hair was brown and not super dark but slightly dark brown, it was just past her shoulders.

      When she stopped near the house, I gently pushed my cat off my back and crawled under the wall through the gap I'd been working on, to approach her. I said what my min had been running through about three or four times by now, "You're Athena aren't you?" She didn't smile because she already was but she did throw a kick my way, which surprised me and I jumped back. I might also note the rain had stopped at her appearance. I came closer and said if she wanted to fight we should do it away from the house, here or where I pointed my finger which happened to be the path leading to the shed.

      She walked there and I started bouncing on my feet and put my arms up like a boxer knowing I looked quite ridiculous but really not caring at this point. Then, when I thought she was going to make a move I stopped her and said I needed to use the bathroom first. Pointing infront of the car that was pulled up near the front of the house, I said she could wait there and then we'd fight. She walked over there and then I spun back around and repeated for her to stay there until I come back, I'd be fast. I suppose I felt a little like she wasn't there and my disbelief made me think she might be gone when I come back, so after my repetition I went to the bathroom and used it very quickly.

      When I came back to spot, I saw she wasn’t there and doubt came to my mind for a fleeting moment until some little ways off I saw her. Sitting down on what appeared to be a bunch of garbage, but as I came nearer I realized it must have been something like clothes, it really looked like pressed together shirts. Anyway she had a fire going, lit all around her but a small opening left open for a metal place where meat was cooking. To her right there were a many dead corpses, animals rotting in the sun and waiting for their flesh to be ripped from the bone and cooked to perfection. They mostly looked like lizards of various shapes and sizes, mainly small; though one did look like a baliwog from Oblivion’s Shivering Isles.

      After a while of me admiring or rather studying the dead creatures beside her curiously, she got up and pulled a piece of the cooked meat toward herself; cutting off the top greyish part which looked to be fat, she skewed it on a knife and started eating; I saw a knife near mine and decided to copy her actions, except I also had a fork come out of nowhere so I used it. Amazed at the flavour of fish with chicken, I ate more until I had finished about a quarter of it, not much considering it was atleast larger than two of my hands side by side.

      I never got to eat the rest because a noise interrupted us and we both turned our attention to the clomping sounds coming from the end of the road out of the cul-de-sac. In the distance it looked like just a blur but Athena said it was Hades, I didn’t let that worry me so much sense she was so nice I imagined he couldn’t be too bad.

      But just then I also closed my eyes and saw what looked to be the top of a fanfiction story, the tags in it had Hades, OC, and The Goblin King; it was then that I started freaking out a bit and stated outloud that, that was impossible and he shouldn’t be here.

      Athena started running toward the cul-de-sac and I followed after her, the whole mess around us had vanished as though it was never there to begin with and I assumed we were running from The Goblin King behind us but we were also running toward Hades which to me didn’t seem that great but Athena split off to the left anyway and in no time, I found myself trapped between two taller men. It was actually terrifying for me and as I listened to them confront each other, I realized I was the object of their raising tones and that they were arguing over who I was claimed by.

      Which in any other case might have seemed funny to me, but in the position of sitting between them with my legs at the side and looking up to them I felt small and powerless. Looking up, my view was limited to their crotch which wasn’t helpful when I wanted to get up and shout in their faces. I did try to say stop but my voice seemed to be drowned out in the whirlwind of their shouting match, which sounded quite unique and almost funny considering their different voices.

      However it still wasn’t pleasing to hear that I had become an object to be disputed over in terms of ownerships; my emotions here were a mix of feeling kind of safe near The Goblin King and feeling kind of frightened of what they might do especially if it turned into a physical match.

      After some time of them pretty much spouting the same stuff back and forth and me just hunkering down between the small space they left and they tried to walk closer and get up in each other’s faces, I found myself briefly tied around the legs of Hades and I struggled to escape the rope bindings that had come out of nowhere to ensure my futile attempts of escape would lead to nothing.

      But I found I didn’t need to struggle, for I was soon released of them; however as I crawled away I found myself bound again in the same form except to The Goblin King’s legs. It was making me feel claustrophobic, luckily it didn’t stay that way for long and once again I was released; although this time I found myself gasping slightly, I needn’t have worried what would happen if things got physical though for in the brief seconds I was released I awoke and heard their bickering no longer.

      Note, The Goblin King wore grey lower garments and white shirt, brown cape, Hades wore black pants and t-shirt and he had this short curly hair that was slicked back behind his ears.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    11. Two Worlds

      by , 08-15-2017 at 03:22 AM (Dream)
      Key:
      Side Notes (Side Notes)
      Title
      Dream
      Lucid
      Two Worlds

      In the Car my Dad was going to drop me off, I said "Drop me off here." closer to the school doors.
      I get out my dad starts playing really loud dubstep-esque music.
      I walk into the school, it looks like middle school but it's high school.
      I see Celina talking to some people, I walk upstairs and someone is next to me.
      We walk for a bit and then our Teacher shows up out of nowhere and pulls a lever which a monitor shows up and 50 lights appear, the monitor looks like one
      you'd see on a highway that's black with orange lights.
      It was a 50th Anniversary for something.
      We walk into the class (looks like Mrs.S's classroom). The teacher is a woman all of the sudden, "I'll give you a hint: Candy."
      Everyone is excited to get some candy, a girl thinks "I bet its cookies!"
      And on a desk there is Chip Ahoy cookies so it wouldn't be out of the book.
      I'm sitting next to Kevin, he tells me "I wasn't here Monday."
      I told him not to worry because he was on a field trip (?).
      I look at his shoes and it reminds me of Dark Matter/Black Sky Camo from COD, I was going to say "Takes a 5 kills without dying to get that."
      The scene changes (still in the classroom) and there is Abraham, there wasn't much time left.
      There was one last ingredient.
      They found it, a small Black Cat.
      Abraham kills it and let's it blood run into a vial.
      Outside there are rabid humans.
      Abraham lets the Blonde Chick drink it.

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      That was a weird dream, I know today is the day I'll get a Lucid Dream. I'll report to you guys tomorrow. A few weeks until school starts, my Senior Year.
      August 14th, 2017
    12. Rupert

      by , 08-12-2017 at 03:38 AM (Dream)
      Key:
      Side Notes (Side Notes)
      Title
      Dream
      Lucid
      Rupert
      I was at School, the day was almost over.
      I saw Rupert sitting on a ledge, I shrugged it off.
      Walking up the hallway which was hard because it was like climbing a hill, three kids in front of me had no problem at
      this. It was really slippery.
      They were talking about something, I moved to the right side of the hallway it had a railing which I grabbed.
      A kid asked something to his friends but they didn't respond so I said "Yeah."
      The kid looked at me weirdly.
      I move to the left side of the hallway, they turned the corner.
      After getting outside the School I was looking for my Bus #45, I saw it but the bus in front of it on the bus window
      was Rupert sitting there.
      That bus starts to move so I run after it, it went to the front of the lane.
      I caught up and went in front of the bus, there's a few kids and no bus driver.
      I touch the button on the steering wheel gently but it honked the horn.
      I look back and a few people look annoyed and the bus driver who's in the back looks cranky.
      I say "I think that's my cat."
      The bus driver replies "It could be a cat that looks like yours."
      I turn back and I see a Blonde-Teen Girl driving the Bus, the Bus driver seems not to care so this is supposed to happen.
      The bus pulls up and gets real close to the other buses and then does a U-Turn.

      Kingdom Hearts 3

      I was Playing Kingdom Hearts 3 in the Living Room, I don't know what world I was on but when I opened a door there
      was a character from Atlantis the Lost Empire and I was surprised, they're going to mix two worlds in one!
      I got off the game and was sad that I can't play it now but, I could play it later I remembered.

      College

      I was at a College and it really looked like a hospital but had some educational posters on the walls.
      After awhile I went home (old house) , I believe that Adnan called and had to be picked up from the college I was just at.
      I went there and tried to find the college area, there was a cooking area but then I found the college area and went
      to find Adnan.
      Back home, Adnan tells my Dad that he's getting a ride to go home from his Father.

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      My Cat, School and my Friend Adnan are definitely dream signs.
      August 11th, 2017
    13. [07-08.08.2017]

      by , 08-08-2017 at 08:50 PM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      Sabbath, paperwork, level and boar shovel



      It was a dark afternoon and the evening was close. I escaped from my house, a big, victorian mansion in suburbs of some big city and took a bus to it's centre, thinking about why I escaped from there. I realised that I did it because my sisters literally were witches about to have a sabbath. I had enough of their magic for some reason. Taking a walk around dark streets, I entered some shop and searched for stuff that I could defend myself with. More people entered the shop, they were my friends and tried to help me to stop witches from destroying our house or doing something even more horrible. We convinced checkout assistant to fortify the shop and set up a safe spot there, but I knew that I'll have to go back house sooner or later.

      Suddenly I found myself in some office. I had to fill in some forms taken from lobby downstairs and follow a spiral staircase upwards. I had to dodge opening doors once, as some woman was leaving her office and accessing the staircase. I finally reached the office I was meant to leave my papers in, only for clerk to tell me that I need to fill in some more forms. I had to go back down and up three more times to get all the paperwork done, then left the office. I was summoned by my witch-sisters back to our house - they were flying on their brooms, tearing through walls and shooting beams of energy from their walls that blasted holes in it. It was a ceremony of destruction during their sabbath.

      My perspective changed for a while and I saw myself working on a level for a video game. I said "Now, that's a great idea!" and imagined myself how the level looked and played out. The player would start in an airlock from which it'd be able to access an interior of space station.

      Then I was in some ancient ruins deep underneath the destroyed mansion. I was a knight in full plate armor and I had some companions with me. We ran towards some altar on platforms hanging above lava and met my sisters. They wanted to kill us, so we defended ourselves and fought, eventually throwing all of them down to fiery death, awakening some kind of evil serpent-god. We battled with the monstrosity, killing it with arrows and swords. When falling down dead, it ripped a hole in cavern wall where I immediately jumped. My companions started shouting "Boar shovel!" and I raised something that kinda looked like a strange mix of battering ram and shovel. I started digging for unknown reason and mistakenly dropped one of my gauntlets to lava, yelling "My knightly gauntlet!".

      Then my perspective changed once again. I saw an arctic ocean with an iceberg. From underneath the deep, gray-blue water the evil serpent-god emerged and said "In the end, I always win!", my witch-sisters flying high above the serpent, leaving colourful trails on the sky.




      Outbreak, recalling dreams within dream, survival, facing new world, avatar powers and "semi-lucid"

      I left a bus and looked at, seeing my reflection in one of windows. I was a tall, muscular, bald man in black t-shirt and in jeans trousers. There were a lot of people in there, it was some kind of a FEMA encampment or factory turned into an evacuation shelter. Suddenly people all around became aggressive and started attacking each other, then anything that was even moving. I was defenseless, so I started showing zombies finger-guns and pretended to shoot them, which actually spawned real colt gun in my hands. I shot my way from courtyard and was about to get to safety of encampment. I saw some horrified dog running towards the entrance that was automatically closing during emergencies like this. I heard some voice saying "And then the death race to doors began! Who is going to make it? Him, or maybe the dog?" I started running after the dog, almost catching up to it, but the canine jumped forward in last moment - the gate closed, leaving me outside. The voice spoke again, saying "So the dog made it."

      I decided to look around. Looking at that place I thought that it could be a cool location for a game, and recalled myself a previous dream that I had. In that dream I was a stalker and there were several heavily fortified military fortresses behind my barn.

      Then I came back to the reality I was in - there was no way to enter the encampment, but I could see entrance to sewers nearby. I cautiously approached dark tunnels and sneaked through sewers to some supermarket in city centre, shooting undead on the way. I lost all my ammo, so I had to find some melee weapon. There was a long, thin pipe that I could use as a staff or bludgeoning weapon, so I picked it up and moved upstairs, meeting with other survivors. My younger sister was one of them. We moved to some abandoned shop overrun by zombies and cleared it. After clearing it, some cop came from nowhere and cuffed me. As he was taking me somewhere, my sister freed me and he started escaping. I chased him and smashed his skull with my pipe, then strapped it back. With other survivors we decided to leave all the stuff for later and moved to another store. It was a fortress made by other survivors. We surveyed the area when suddenly another cop cuffed me. Sister freed me again and I chased the cop, but he opened the way for zombies, so they could get inside the safe spot. We gunned down all the undead, but owners of the fortress died. With my group I moved to that store we cleared previously and started packing my backpack with foodstuffs. No one else was doing that however. I cautiously checked contents of every glass jar, taking many of those ready meals, and then we moved on.

      A map looking like it was made for a NES game appeared. I saw my group on it, inside ruined city. There was a small riverside town and a big metropoly. I saw roads with trucks and other vechicles of 20th century (as in, communism era). A voice said that this small town was forgotten, living in a shadow of a great metropoly ruled by evil dictatorship. Then I saw huge ant-like robots powered by steam marching through cities and that Poland was within one of destroyed nations. The last thing that the voice said is that one must defeat guardian of bridge to enter that little town. With my group of survivors we moved there and everyone except me went through bridge undisturbed. I was stopped by the guardian - a huge bear walking on two legs. I've seen it as if it was a sidescrolling NES game. I shot the bear with machinegun, curiously it shot arrows not bullets. When the animal retreated, I got to the city.

      Everything started to look like an animated movie, everything seemed to be drawn with pencil and coloured with crayons. Me and the group of survivors I travelled with had our new lives here. I was living with some family as they let me stay in their house. One day when we were having a breakfast, a group of lizards armed with spears busted into our house and were about to attack me. Instead of escaping, I called the powers of four elements and started blasting those lizards with them. I felt all the forces working on my body and gaining those powers felt as if this part of the dream wasn't meant to be and that I forced it. Everyone in the house asked in disbelief "Does he have avatar powers?" I blasted almost all of those lizards away, but two of them kidnapped father of the family. I burst out through wall and saw them far away, almost reaching mountain top in the distance. I tried to fly up there, getting high up to the sky, but I fell down on the road and made a small crater in it. Several more attempts of flying, I could feel something stronger than gravity pulling me down, but there were no more craters on landing. I got to the mountains, but there were no traces of anyone. Suddenly I received a vision of myself. I was in despair, as I couldn't link great fires after the bell toll and let dictatorship grow strong. Suddenly the kidnapped man appeared and said "That's what I was trying to make you recall."




      Damn, writing down those convoluted dreams took much more than I thought it would. Empty spaces are for easier reading, those dreams actually had no breaks between each of "scenes".
    14. Dream - Budgeting For Graffiti & One Pair Only & Back To Canberra & Filming Time

      by , 08-05-2017 at 11:11 AM
      Date of Dream: WED 2 AUG - 2017



      Dream No. 167 - Separated Sections

      Dream 167 A - Budgeting For Graffiti
      I found myself in this random shopping centre, looking through the window of some jewelry store. I then realised that I had this “budgeting test” to revise for. So I went over to the side without a window, facing out to the mall, and started writing on there with white chalk. The maths in the dream was actually logical as well. I remember writing “$2 x 6 kg = 12” and “$4 x 4 kg = 16”. It was a few times of writing it and then rubbing it off and then writing it that I realised I was doing a crime.

      I was graffiting on the shop wall! I thought the shop owner was going to come after me sooner or later and so I had to get out of there and seek help. I paced through the mall, looking in every direction, while calling for Dreamy WB. The two times I called, there was no response. The third time I called, looking up the escalators, I used her alternate name, shouting “Miss T!”. Then while walking back from the escalators, I whisper to myself, “Dreamy WB...” to affirm the fact that I need her help.

      Then my friend LA appears as a hologram and she says to me, “she's back that way”, as she points towards the direction of the jewelry store. I walk over into the hairdressers and there's where I see Dreamy WB, casually standing at the back of the salon. We end up hugging each other really hard for a long amount of time and then as she takes me out of the salon and back towards the jewelry store, the dream ends.

      Dream 167 B - One Pair Only
      I was having my 19th birthday party a month before my actual birthday in real life. It was a huge gathering of family and friends and lots of things to make a good party. One of the mums brought me pairs of shoes as a gift, two of them to be exact. One pair were flat red shoes and the other pair were high and pointy red shoes. My mum came up to me and said that I could only keep the flat pair. I don't remember anything else about this dream.

      Dream 167 C - Back To Canberra

      The class of 2017 were back in year 11 and were due for their Canberra camp. I decided that I wanted to go and visit them. I forgot what happened in the first few scenes of the dream. I then remember that I was skipping and gliding along this footpath beside a main road and the area I entered into looked like the front of Chisholm Institute in Dandenong. When I was on the premises though, the place looked nothing like Chisholm.

      I was led to some long, outdoor subway which was like a hub to get to all these other places. The places were crowded and there were lots of fast food restaurants on this platform. Somehow, I got tangled up and disorientated in this crowd of boys but soon got out of it. I assess my surroundings and figured that one of the platform exits led to the Canberra camp site. I ended up having second thoughts on going because I just remembered that WB's cabin was right next to Ms L's. The dream then ended.

      Dream 167 D - Filming Time
      I don't remember what video the SML crew were making. I can remembered though that the only ones who claimed to be doing any work were Logan and JJ. They had accused Chilly, Tito and Pablo of doing nothing and just standing around. That's all I can remember about this dream.




      Dream Trophies Achieved:
      - Recuperating (Receive 3 hugs from Dreamy WB)
      >> 1. Tight hug at swimming carnival resembled quality of Dreamy WB (136 A).
      >> 2. She hugged me while taking me away from the hissing kitten (164 A).
      >> 3.
      Gave me a big hug when I found her in the hairdressers (167 A).
      - The T-Ol-Essa (Call Dreamy WB by her alternate name)
      >> The third time I called her for help. I said "Miss T" instead of "Dreamy WB".
    15. This week's memorable dreams.

      by , 08-03-2017 at 03:40 AM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      Walking

      Dream of walking at night time with a group of people around a town surrounded by woods.

      Lucid

      Become lucid in a pantry. Wanted to try my new time dilation method of looking at a watch but there was no watch on my wrists... They were all swollen. Decided to do the counting thing instead and put my hand on the ground. Managed to count to 60 with the usual distortions. Tried to jump afterwards but I felt too heavy and couldn't. Felt the distortions crushing around me and I woke up.

      Bjork

      Was on a hill and saw Bjork. This made me semi lucid. Began walking beside her and I was joking around saying she looked like some singer. She said, "What do you mean?" and her forehead was glowing red and she began to change shape. She slowly morphed into a muscular dude wearing a wrestling outfit and began throwing cars at random houses.

      Work people.


      Had this dream after lucky from work dropped me off. Dreamed I was in his car with val from work also. He dropped her off and then he dropped me off at my house at what looked kind of like grove street.

      A strong wind began blowing and I could see storm clouds. I wanted to escape it so began looking for a vehicle. Lucky hadn't left yet so he drove towards me fast and kinda hit me but I wasn't injured. I got back in his truck.

      FA, and was somewhere with Val, There was this walkway going over scenic drive. We went up the steps but we wound up in some tower. There were various dead bodies around and Val started screaming and ran off. I went to the other side of the walking bridge and got a cop to follow me to the dead bodies. Was back in the tower and got lost in it somehow. The stench was so horrible that I was about to throw up.

      Drive

      Was in someone's van in the passenger seat. We were driving in chilliwack but found a wooded area. We went down a dirt road with trees on one side and a river on the other. There were a bunch of mountain ions around the car and I thought it was strange that they would be there.

      Became semi lucid outside that person's house when we got there. I started doing a nose pinch RC. and the girl asked me what I was doing. I said she was a manager at a lucid dreaming forum how could she not know what a nose pinch RC was. I noticed she was wearing a mcdonald's manager uniform and had to rethink my last statement, then woke up.
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