memorable

+ bad lips:
FA? waken? Lying on a sleeping bag/mat on the ground outside at the end of a long road-way? Young boys are running around being loud and I "shush!" them so they don't bother everybody. A girl is brought to us who tells us her story of the lip enhancement surgery that went bad. I can see at first on her face that her lips are large and misshapen, they form a sort of lazy "S" shape on both upper and lower. She wrote a book about her ordeals, the title had the words "boo" and "poo" in it. The more I look at her lips the stranger they become. Now they're more normal shaped but really oversized, and there are regular bumps spread around them, and there are words written on them, (s.l. "life"?) she wrote these words during the operation with the expectation that they would fade in time, but they become permanent.

Later in the dream, there is an explosion (from the use of some hand-held heavy munitions? Like a bazooka?), and the "bad lips" girl's lips explode, as does her stomach. Now her over-large lips are empty hanging bloody meat flaps, as it her stomach.

+(f) I'm lying on a bed in my sister's bedroom in my CH, my young S1 is there as an older toddler, I'm holding him but some force is preventing me from bringing me close to him, I wonder if he will remember this moment later in his life.

+ epic: rotating room [vivid, present, long, recall just medium though, all these scenes are from this dream, I feel]
I walk in off the street to some establishment, a company run by two nerdy guys. (I know them, sort of?) I catch a glimpse of what's going on but I head back out to the street, but I feel a pull to return so I go back inside. I see the guys who run it, and I move towards the back and start to find the rooms. These rooms have groups of people in them, who are sitting and talking, studying, doing things. But the "stage" inside each of these rooms rotates so that the entire room's contents and all the people rotate slowly around in a circle, and colorful lights flash while this happens. I see a guy in one of the larger rooms who I think is CL (college housemate, grad school), I think I haven't seen him in a long time. I'm trying to figure out if it's him.

Lunch line at the cafeteria, is it late? There are dishes on display, they are made from dark-colored rice shaped into mounds. There are 3 variants on the dish all made from the same rice, one is just shape into a log-shape, one is covered with leaves like a tamale, there's another one.

Inside a club, there's a sign, a bunch of people are planning to meet and drink beer, they're gathering and I'm waiting for the people to buy the beer. Seated at the bar, the choices are discussed. There's (chocolate?) beer, and a variant with garlic, but it's root beer not alcoholic beer, and someone mentions that the garlic addition is from the Garlic Festival in Gilroy (CA). There's a really big, fat guy with a bulging naked stomach and I see his arm reaching for things in front of me, I think it takes a lot of overeating to get that fat. His skin is mottled reddish like a red-head.

several sexy scenes:

Spoiler for sexy encounter #1:

I walk up to a girl who's sitting on a stool, and I spread her legs and she's naked and I reach for her (ahem) and spread it open and begin intercourse? sort of vague

Spoiler for sexy encounter #2, explicit:

I'm sitting with my (girlfriend?) on a couch, I begin oral sex on her. She's sitting up on the couch and I'm kneeling in front of her. I focus on her cl!t with my tongue and lips and give her a good tongue-lashing. I see she is getting more excited. As she approaches orgasm she directs me to lick it from the top. I'm going all around it and I see she's approaching orgasm and then she climaxes, and enters the period of over-sensitivity and I stop. I move up to her face and kiss her and she sort of turns away, like she doesn't want to experience her taste on my lips. [This was one of the longest, most stable, and "realistic" sex scenes in recent dream memory, nothing really odd happened and no strange interruptions]

I'm walking through the rooms of this club and looking for a sexual encounter. There are heads of (female sex robots?) lining some shelves and I think about those briefly, there are groups of people around, I find one girl and

Spoiler for sexy encounter #3, explicit:

have her lie down on her back on the ground and get on top of her. I reach down and guide myself into her, insertion is difficult but I manage to begin. After a short while I adjust the position, where I bring my knees up and am half-kneeling still in missionary, this allows me fully deep penetration and the best sensation, it's going well. The girl then says "are you going to pop soon, or are we going to be going at it for a while?" I immediately answer "I'm going to pop soon." Then some woman comes by whom I feel I know and I tell her "I'M BUSY!" She starts talking to me and I repeat again, "I'M BUUUSSYYYY!". Then I realize I've slipped out of the girl I was having sex with, and see I've lost the erection. My (ahem) has become very small, and there is a large bump on the side of it under the foreskin. I pull back the foreskin and see a blister right on the top just a back from the head, I think I got this from all the sex I was just having.

, the dream transitions.

I am "awake", realizing I just woke from a dream, [but I'm still dreaming, but don't realize it fully]. I'm seeing a night-time cityscape in front of me, viewed from a distance as through a window, the buildings are covered with tiny lights that are the lit windows. The shapes of the buildings where they meet the ground is very curvy and organic and alien looking, like the buildings grow from the ground as living things. I think to myself, "where am I? Is this a real city?" I have no idea where I am, so I
open my eyes to see where I am and I see my waking bed-side. ["Oh...", it was a dream vision, I realize.]

I check the clock and see it is about @6 hours. I become very awake. It is hard to get back to sleep, wife is also wakeful and noisy and moving around. I try different relaxation techniques, including all-body scan with relaxation. That helps, I start to lose focus while doing that. Then I work on projecting myself out of my head and body, imagining myself flying around and being not locked into my body. The "locked into the body" and the "grasping mind" are the things I find that keep me awake. Relaxation helps, but turning off that "mind locked into my head" phenomenon is also required in order to fall asleep. I eventually do sleep and have series of more dreams over the next 4-ish hours.

+ I'm in my adult CA PTL home. There are groups of kids with women teachers outside in our back yard. My wife is around. The kids come in and the scene seems to now be in my CH dining room [waking location recognition, not in dream]. There is a cloth work of art on the wall to the left, taking up the whole wall to the ceiling. A (girl?) starts climbing it and I think this will ruin it but it doesn't, she reaches the top and enters some sort of pocket there and falls face-first down to the floor inside the layer of fabric. Some more kids do this after her.

+(f) [from a longer sequence] I'm walking through some doorways, looking for a particular girl, she is some hostess of a company and I need her attention for something? I give her a gift in a box, she opens it and takes it out, it is a lacy/sexy top and bottom, sort of lingerie, but it is made from a bronze metallic rings material and is mostly transparent. She really likes the gift but is sort of surprised by it. Some other people around me comment on it.

During some brief waking I decide my recall is weak for the recent dreams and resolve to pay more attention to the dreams to recall them better. Indeed the experiences following were more vivid.

+ I wake in a room, like a hotel room. I'm naked and the window curtains are open. I stand up and pull the (white, down comforter it seems to be) around my waist to go to the window to pull the drapes. As I pull them I'm outside on a walkway that goes past businesses, there's a woman with her daughter there who slumps down sitting against the wall of a building, the girl is also naked (?) and wrapped in a blanket like me. I go back into my room, and now I notice it is much darker that the drapes are all pulled. I decide I want to peek outside the curtains at the people, viewing them unseen. I hold the curtains tightly and try to open them just a crack so no one will see me [DS], and I do this but realize all I can see is the window screen which mostly blocks my vision. I adjust and find a little opening where I can clearly see people outside. Then the (woman?) comes to my door and I let her in, and she starts talking, someone else comes in (another woman?) and they argue, and the 2nd woman says to the 1st, "I can't work with you, we're done." I remember [FALSE] that we were all in a (music band?) together and this means the end of that. I tell the 2nd woman s.l. "thanks for breaking up the band and forcing me out as well."

Then I'm lying on my back on the ground looking up at a pure blue sky [DS DS DS!!!!]. I'm still thinking about the band breaking up and am really sad about this, and say/think "you can get bad news while looking at the beautiful, blue Californian sky." I stand up and I'm on the lawn of my CH backyard [I'm aware of the location in the dream] There is an odd pattern cut into the grass [DS]: like part of the grass where I'm standing hasn't been mowed in quite a while and is getting quite and looks unkempt, but there is a line like a rectangle extending most of the width across the grass a few feet in front of me that shows that an area had recently been mown. I know this indicates that (something that I can't remember) was just down to the lawn. I head up the steps towards the house.

I'm still thinking about the band breakup, and I think I should call my best friend MR, that I have an appointment with him at 2pm, and that I need to gather together my clothing in preparation for my return-trip to [foreign country]. Inside the house [not accurate] there is my dad and my mother. I see my mother sitting at a small table (eating?). I ask her what I'm going to do right now and she says "eat some pizza!" (which she just made, apparently). I walk over to a counter/cabinet where there is a microwave and see two small red circles on a a cutting board and think these must be sausage/pepperoni from the pizza and pick one up and take a bite, only to find it is crunch and bland and is actually a radish. I put a (drink?) into the microwave and warm it up.

Supplements Taken: Lucidimine after 6 hours of sleep

1. I became immediately lucid. I looked around and everything seemed familiar, yet I had never been here before. I felt extremely self aware and the dream seemed as stable as a rock( a big rock). At the moment, I was standing on a street. The street looked newly paved as the road was a deep black with bright yellow dashed lines going down it as far as I could see. The sun seemed to just be coming up, and it indeed felt like the morning. I looked all around me. To my right was a large college by the name of "Enlightenment University". The building was enormous and was made out of some sort of white stone. To my left was a neighborhood. It was beautiful; all of the houses looked like an architectural masterpiece and it was perfectly clean. I then realized, this is the world that I always wanted to create. Knowing that, I expected a colossal futuristic city to be behind me as well as a carnival outside of the city to the left of it.
As I turned I saw exactly just that. The city was full of skyscrapers, and all of the buildings looked to be made of some material that resembled black marble/something shiny. All in all the city very well fit the requirements to be seen as a megalopolis, but even that seemed to be an understatement. My curiosity was drawn back to the university. In my head I always daydreamed to go to a college in my lucid dreams, and this was it. I don't know what I expected to learn in it, but I had an idea to go to a "Lucid Dreaming" class where I could learn to master my skills. From where I was standing, the university was a long walk away. I expected an electric powered longboard to appear on the ground to my right, and without delay it did. The board looked to be made of some sort of highly durable white plastic, and was partly translucent. The wheels were a deep black. I didn't see any electric motor on the bottom of the board, but I figured I could just use my mind to propel it.
With that I stepped onto the board and willed it to move forward at a "relatively high speed". Immediately the board starting moving and I found myself going down the long road that led to the university. The ride there took about what seemed to be 5 or so minutes, and as I enjoyed the ride I could feel the wind blowing against me quite strongly, which was odd because there was no storm nor was it cloudy. The thought then came to me, "What am I wearing?". I looked down at my clothes and saw that I was wearing my black and blue imaginary foundation shirt, gray joggers, my black vans, and my black snapback. "Damn this is a hella good outfit" I said out loud. A minute or so later I arrived at the front of the university. There were no cars in front as the parking lot was at the back of the university. As I got off my board, picked it up, and started walking towards the entrance, I once more looked at the name of the university. The word "Enlightenment" was a vibrant neon yellow color, and the word "University" was an electric-looking white.
It then occurred to me that I should try out my dream stabilization technique given to me from my last lucid dream: music. I pulled out my phone and went onto soundcloud. I then looked for my "Chill" playlist, and to my surprise it was there, but it looked slightly different. I scrolled down the playlist, and though I didn't recognize many of the songs, I recognized one, "Make Believe" by Electus. Without my headphones plugged in, I pressed on the song and it began to play. Oddly enough, the music did not play from my phone, but instead played throughout the entire dream world it seemed. The song itself was at a perfect volume to the point where it wasn't too loud, and it sounded very ambient. I remained still for a moment, just taking in the beautiful sound of the music. "This is really happening" I thought.
I started walking up the small set of stairs in front of me and arrived at the doors. Immediately the doors slid open and a cool breeze once more hit me. As I walked inside I looked around. For the most part, the majority of the floor was made of dark black carpet, and the walls were solid white in color with paintings here and there. In the middle of this entrance area that I was standing in, there was a part of the floor that was not carpet, but instead a glossy blue tile that made the shape of a triangle. Above this triangle there was some sort of blue light/energy that floated all the way to the ceiling some 30 feet above me. Looking beyond this I saw a large staircase to my left that went up 7 floors high. Suddenly I hear footsteps to my right, and they seem to be approaching me. As I look over I see a woman that appears to be in her 30s. She has jet black hair that is shoulder length and is wearing a matching black dress as well as black heels. A name tag sat on the left side of her chest with the name "Cheryl" on it.
"We've been expecting you Cory" she says as she walks up to me. At this point I realize that this woman is taller than me. She seems to be about 6' 3", but then I remembered she is wearing heels. I am puzzled by her statement. "How have I been expected? Who is "we"? How the hell does she know my name?" I think to myself. "I see that you are an aspiring oneironaut" she says as she looks at the tattoo I have on my left arm(the tattoo says "Are you dreaming?" in a futuristic font). "Uh, that's right haha" I reply, "So what is this place and why have I been expected?" I ask. "As you may have seen outside, this is Enlightenment University, a place were students come to learn things that are generally perceived as "far-fetched" and "mystical" in your society. As for why you are here, that is beyond me. Students somehow find this place with no intention of doing so. The only thing I know is that all students here have some desire to learn great things and grow in every way possible. We also know a few days prior when a student will be coming and what their interests are and what areas they seek to grow in. From that point we then select the classes we think fit them best and, if they choose, they start taking those classes." she tells me.
At this point, I am left in shock. The moment of brief silence that had been had was interrupted as a bell rang throughout the entire university. Students then start pouring out of classes and I assume are going to their next class. As I scan through all the people I notice that they are of all different age groups and ethnicity. "You better get going, you wouldn't want to be late to orientation." Cheryl says as she hands me a piece of paper. I look at the paper and see that it is my schedule. On my schedule there are 3 classes: ORIENT 2401, ONIERO 5703(or 5793?), and MIND PREP 0601. I have no idea where to go as I have no idea where these classes are, but nonetheless I start making my way up the stairs. "Remember to maintain awareness" I reminded myself while doing so. As I get to the 2nd floor I see a directory of the entire university. Walking up to it I see that there are indeed 7 floors and there are many sets of numbers that tell where each area of classes are. Looking back and forth from my schedule and the directory, I find that the second number in each of my classes represents the floor that the class is on. "So this means, ORIENT is on the 2nd floor, ONIERO is on the 5th, and MIND PREP is on the 6th floor" I say out loud.
The bell suddenly rings and I realize that I am late for my first class. I walk around the 2nd floor through what seems to be an endless maze of hallways. Eventually, I somehow find my first class through reading guidance signs on the walls of each hallway. The door to this class is open to my surprise and I walk in. A man that appears to be in his mid-40's is standing at the front of the class and I assume him to be the professor. "Welcome, take a seat" he says. It is completely quiet at the moment and I struggle to find a seat because the class is almost completely full(Btw this classroom has 10 rows of desks). Seconds later I find a seat near the back of the class and I go to it, but my heart starts racing. In the seat to the direct left of me is A, and I am once again puzzled. I control myself and relax while the professor begins to speak, but questions are racing through my mind. "In case you wondering if you were in the right class or not, this is Orientation 2401 and I am professor Gilche. We're going to start off by introducing ourselves to each other. Have at it." he says.
Immediately everyone starts introducing themselves to the people around them but I stay rather quiet, still thinking of how A is in this class. Seconds later I decide to "introduce" myself to A. As I turn to my left I see that she is already looking at me. "Hey I'm Cory" I say. "Hey I'm A"(obviously not her full name, keeping it one letter for privacy). We shake hands and I can't help but notice how warm and soft to the touch hers are. "I feel like I know you, but I'm not sure" she tells me. At this point I am already lost in my daydreams just from looking into her eyes. I come back to the present moment, "Yeah me too, but I have no idea how" I say(but I'm just going along with her, I obviously know how I know her lol). "So what classes are on your schedule?" she asks. I proceed to tell her my schedule and she tells me hers. She has 3 classes as well, those three being: ORIENT 2401, SELF, and ART, but I don't remember the numbers for those classes.
Suddenly I find myself destabilizing and my vision is fading, but so many emotions are running through me that I can't seem to stabilize and in turn I wake up and my heart is pounding.

Note: Memory was extremely good as I could remember entire conversations, stabilization needs more work as well as emotional control. Couldn't go back to sleep.

I dreamt:

Being in a saloon or somewhere closed but wide and with a tall ceiling. There were ropes hanging in the ceiling and me and my sister grabbed them and made something like mickey's ears.

Then i was in my grandfather's house. There was a family meeting. A Zen monk came and asked me what i had in the head, i told him just a lunar... he told me no, in the back of the head, i told him "ahh, i must have hitted something" maybe there were some scars, and i was ashamed for my first reply because i didn't understand properly what he asked.

Then my family was having lunch near the asador, so i went there. There was a table with space near the entrance where just sofi was there. I sat there modest. Dario gave me a dish with potato chips. And asked what did i eat. I thought it is not so difficult to figure out... if he knows im vegetarian then he must deduce i don't eat meat... But still i was asked because everyone was uncertain about this. I get up. There were a couple of dogs barking. One black of medium/big size barked near me, and when i got up it bit me in my leg. My first reaction was fear, because i expected a bite, but ... i thought it's just a bite, im not going to die for this, and since it's just a bite i won't hurt the dog. So i kept walking, like equanimous about the bite.

I went to the kitchen where in the dream it actually was a bedroom. In the bedroom there was a dead dog with no skin, just flesh, running around barking about prophecies (like Christian prophecies). I get up to the bed because he might want to bite whoever disagrees, and i wait for him to finish the round, so when he comes close i observe him. (The bed reminded me of the old house of my grandparent, like of 15 years ago). Meanwhile i see a river next to me and across the river i saw Arahants (fully enlightened beings) walking. I was like . I saw two monks, fully enlightened, that i think they were Ven. Ananda and Ven. Sariputta. who were leading , and right behind them there came the Buddha and behind him the whole Sangha, which were a lot of monks. I didn't get to see the monks because as soon as i saw the first Arahants and the Buddha i got back to position and tried to figure out what was the next thing to do. I was stunned. I decided that i would wait for the dog to come, let him bark, decide that his prophecies are non-sense and discard them for good, and then swim across the river or cross it and meet the noble Sangha and the Buddha. However the monks advanced, and they advanced slowly but never stopping, it seemed like they were aware of all their actions, and they had an incredible energy and will, and as soon as i saw this i thought that although i don't recognize the other qualities they have, they may have in the same ammount of strength or degree the other factors of enlightenement, which for me was something i couldn't have imagined how it was. Just having that energy was something great, i couldn't imagine how they could have at least 6 more factors with that vigour. But they had them, and for that indeed i would honour them as noble. [When i woke up i thought that it was because they worked tirelessly life after life after life, so now although they had qualities like for someone who would live at least a million years, it was manifested in a body that lasts 80 years and that's what they are leaving behind, they don't need that anymore because they reached nibbana]. Well i waited the dog and the dog didn't come, however i saw the 2 Arahant leaders entering the room, and i was in bed. Like a sick person that lies in bed and cannot get up to greet the visits. I couldn't get up not because i was sick but because i was stunned. An Arahant knew this and levitated me outside the bed to a side. I thanked him and bowed down like in Zazen would do. Now i found a proper occasion to do this reverence. The Buddha was entering the room to sit in the bed and i was still bowing down. The Arahants were standing. I still thought that was not a place for me to be... since i didn't know what they were going to do, if give a dhamma talk or rest, or discuss other things i felt akward surrounded by Arahants and being the only non enlightened being in the room, but i knew i wanted to ordain since i saw them across the river. Before the Buddha sat down in the bed i woke up.

In the dream, the same dream, i saw normal people as normal people, and i saw the Zen monk like more energetic because of his work of zazen, but still was normal. However the arahants were exceedingly energetic, it's like one could see that they were enlightened. Of course i never saw people with that energy in real life but i wondered and imagined how they could be ever since i found out about Buddhism. I would like to meet a Buddha in a future life, and i would like to renounce the wordly life and become a monk under a Buddha.

Sidenotes:

- Good dream.

Now that i think of it, a day later, these beings took their holy life seriously, and that's why they had such power. The holy life was their livelihood, so indeed that they would be experts in what they did. Just like a good university math teacher can be very good explaining, demonstrating and resolving, in the similar way with these beings.

Also about the postrating part. I was taught when i went to Zazen not only how to sit and meditate, but also how to do walking meditation and mindful postration, and also like a salute when you enter the Dojo, when you are about to sit, when you finish meditation and when you get out. Well, these later things i was explained that it was all done focused, but i didn't find any meaning. I always thought that only when the time would be apropiate those activities that i learnt would be useful, but not so much for doing it to a statue (unless you do it for the purpose of diminishing your ego...). The apropiate occasion would be when i saw an enlightened being, a Buddha or the Buddha Sangha. This remained in my mind and now that i saw the proper occasion in this dream i said now it's a good occasion, yes! and i did it I would not only do that but follow the Buddha, the Arahant or the Sangha to either help them, donate something, receive a teaching or ordain.

A trope as old as time itself. The story of boy meets girl. It began a park owned by the Britannia Family. For those unfamiliar, The Britannias are mostly antagonistic characters of the anime, Code Geass. I don't know what I was doing there but I do remember that I probably wasn't supposed to be there. I remember that it was a place for elites and I was anything but. I slipped through the gates undetected though I could feel the scrutinizing gaze of those around me. Some were questioning my presence there and it made me really uncomfortable. I never faced anyone but I could almost sense their stares. This, however did nothing to take away from the beauty of park. The tall sakura trees contrasted beautifully against the clear blue sky. The grass was lush and green and the lake was such a beautiful shade of blue it was almost unreal.

Perhaps it was sheer happenstance or perhaps it was in my efforts to distance myself from the dubious elites. Either way, I somehow ended up crossing paths with Princess Euphemia V. Britannia (one of the few Britannia characters who isn't kind of a dick). I saw her with her assistant whom I will name "Stacy." Stacy was not a character in the show. I vaguely remember what she looked like. She had a green skin tight shirt and brunette hair. Euphemia was just as stunning as ever as her natural pink hair complimented her ensemble. I didn't approach as I did not want to intrude. Euphemia was having a picnic with her date Sam Malone from the TV show, "Cheers." Just as in the show Sam was kind of an ass. However, he was different in the dream than he was in the show. In the show he is just a funny, pleasant and although he can be an ass he knows when to dial it back. But in this dream he was just a straight up asshole.

I began to observe Euphemia's and Sam's life together over the years. I saw them together in Sam's bar at one point and the whole time Sam was just plain mean. I could not believe that she would be with a person like that. Stacy seemed to share my sentiment as she disapproved of Euphemia's decision to be with him and had no problems in expressing this. I don't know what happened between them as a result of this. As time went by I began to recall an opportunity I had to ask Euphemia out myself and I began to regret my decision not to. Then, for no particular reason, time reset itself.

I was back at the entrance of the park and just as before I slipped through ignoring to judging stares of the elites who were there. There was a small dirt path that curved around the lake which I somehow knew would lead me to Euphemia I followed it but was put off by the elites around me and so I decided to stray from the path and find another way. I eventually found Sam, Stacy, and Euphemia having a picnic as before. I took note of the mistakes that Sam made and made sure to never make them. I wanted to talk to her and tell her how I felt but I was nervous. Now Stacey seemed to know how I felt as she addressed and encouraged me to speak with Euphemia. She must have thought that I would be the better option than him. Somehow Euphemia ended up breaking up with Sam right then and there and I was able to befriend and talk with her. In spite of the growing friendship I still felt that the time was not right to make my move. Stacy took note of my trepidation and encouraged me to tell Euphemia how I felt.

Stacy was right. I turned to the princess, once again taken by her pulchritude and gentleness. Would she really go for a guy like me? There was only one way to find out. I pushed my fears aside, threw caution to the wind and made my move. A bold decision that I would not come to regret.

+ club / clothes / 3 birds in water / water-cube

+ little living soldiers game

+ scary storm cloud

+ ping pong

+ women playing video games: my name on screen

+ LUCIDD 209 LD#209 in building, get lucid, do TOTM basic pocket summon get handful of tiny coins, 5's and 2's, ask guy what they are, he says "5 drachma", keep looking at them, shake his hand, go outside, kiss girl interrupt her she's talking to some guy, "mm, well, ok" she says, I stop and squat down and look around, then she leans in an initiates a kiss with me, we stand up entangled, things get hot, then the dream fades.

+(f) in a house with people playing with furry pets (cat?)

+ "RTL" guy in restaurant, lots of food laid out on on the tables, it's a private party

+ return to room, meet family I saw earlier, kids misbehaved so they're going home, enter office, clsoe dor, walk along long narrow table to far end, move to end, make sure there's room for my feet at the end, set up to work there on my laptop

+ middle-aged asian guy sitting at table eating plain-looking dim sum. "Ssssshhhh!" he tells me and motions to a cart of food and drink behind him. I go there and notice cans of beer, and other drinks, I take one thinking it's beer but it's dark, sweet, and I think it's coke. I sit on the other end of the table from him and suddenly a commercial break starts up, an animation of a peanut butter jar appears in the air spinning around with music and a bunch of young Japanese advertising girls appear and I think this is hilarious and pretend to be the announcer caling out "Jiff peanut butter! <etc.>". Then there's a small saucer of peanut butter in front of me and I'm trying to eat a piece but the chunk I'm trying to take is stuck via a strand to the chunk still on the saucer, I'm laughing and hurrying it's all hilarious and there's a guy sitting across from me and I'm shoving the peanut butter to him to eat and it spills and there's a huge stain on the table all the while the nice Japanese advertising girls are trying to help us eat it.

Another riveting dream from my crazy mind. This one went from intriguing to weird. Like my dream just gave up making sense halfway through and went here, enjoy the crazy...


My friends, inexplicably, are trapped in the basement. I made the mistake of going downstairs to see what the cries are for, and they trapped me too. We're scared, cowering in the hall, lined by jail cells on either side of us. We're held by gunpoint and forced into the cells. I'm with two other people, a guy and a girl. I don't know them. I have a gun stashed in my waist, and I realize I could be our only hope.

I shoot the leader in the shoulder and the neck, but of course it's not fatal. Thought I killed him, and I let my guard drop. He shoots me and I get hit in the side. He goes upstairs, and one of his goons comes down to tell us to stay put. I sit down and the guy sits in my lap. He's younger than me, about 12-13, and scared. The other girl and I are trying to comfort him.

The goon shoots into our cell with a shotgun, and it hits the guy in my lap in the shoulder. He doesn't cry out in pain - he sighs and moves off my lap, more annoyed than anything. As we sit, they bring more kids down and lock them into the cells around us, chaining them in. We decide we have to escape.

A girl comes downstairs - apparently she's a witch. She heals the guy with me and then unlocks the cells and the chains so we could free the kids. The bad guys come down and we scatter; the witch stays behind to hold them off and let us escape.

I run upstairs and realize it's was my old apartment. My boyfriend's there, and we run out and get in his truck to drive away. We get lucky and escape, moving out in the process. They didn't see us. I realize how lucky we are because apparently I realize no one else managed it. We go to my current apartment and as we were unpacking, we realized we haven't grabbed everything and we have to go back.

I'm freaking out, but I tell myself it's okay because if I get scared I can just wake up. This oddly doesn't send me into lucidity completely. I'm vaguely aware that I'm dreaming, but not enough to let me take control, just enough to keep me from being afraid.

We run across the front of my apartments through the grass to get to his truck. We run down some stairs past a pond, and there were two boulders rolling around in the water (???). Floating on top like beach balls. I joked they were cannon balls and this cracked me up in the dream (I have no idea don't ask). The boulders were splashing and rolling, and water kept splashing us. We were both soaked and since I had flip flops they kept slipping off so I had to keep going back to get them. There was a party going and tons of people were on the lawn. After the third time of running back to get flip-flops the dream sort of shifts.

I was Stewie from family guy. As I turn on the grass I'm in a suburban neighborhood, no longer at my apartment. I was sitting in a driveway and Brian (also from family guy) was standing behind me.

He and some other people were standing around drinking, making fun of me. I got up and asked Brian for a favor. I don't remember what I asked or what he said, but he laughed me off. I was upset. I took a drink from one of his friends and downed it. I remember writing in a journal that 'I wanted to drive away and never come back. But I'm drunk so I can't. So I walked away instead'. Which I did.

And when I wandered away I became myself again. I was back at the apartments, by the pond. I found someone's phone, with the name Tara on the screen. I stumbled around the pond and got to this bridge walkway thing. A bunch of people were rushing by. I casually said 'Tara?' to a girl running by. She didn't respond so I asked if she knew Tara, and she said no. I asked where she was going, she said 'there was a fire on___ street! My. Family's there!' and I realized that's where I'd left Brian and the others (my family still, apparently) and I rushed to go see them.

I'm apparently on a hill because now I have to run down giant stairs to get to the houses. I mean there's like a huge foot wide gap between each stair, and they're actually mini tvs playing ESPN Sportscenter, instead of real steps.

I distract myself trying to walk and watch at the same time and remember thinking this is why these aren't mass produced. They're doing an interview. The man interviewing is in a dinosaur costume, talking to a little girl that just got rescued from the house fire I'm rushing to. I wake up when I reach the bottom of the steps more confused than I have been in a while.

Pretty cool little vivid dream I enjoyed last night. If you are easily offended though, this dream is a bit racist at parts. Not too racist though.
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The whole world is submerged in water, and humans don't have any trouble living there.

I enter a building shaped like a museum of some kind. It's a movie theater. When I enter the water-free building, the national anthem plays, and a holographic bald eagle flies by me. I sit down and the holographic movie plays. I have no further memory of the movie

When I leave, I walk past a few people who are band mates IRL. They are sitting in line for the movie. I go to the parking lot (yes, there are cars), and see a large black man. Out of racism fear, I hide behind a pillar for safety. When he walks by me, I see that he's just fat.

"Why you hiding?" He asked.
"Sorry, you looked a lot more dangerous from far away," I respond.
He walks off to enter the line, offended.

I swim off the edge of the platform that the building was nested on. As I do, I am approached by one of my band mates.

"Hey, check this out!" They said.

A screen appears in front of my face. It has a picture of a large, hollow, yellow, cucumber-shaped plant with violet petals around the top portion that contained a hole. In the hole was bubbling, green syrup. Below the image, it said 'gives consumer a 17.21x speed boost.'

"So cool!" I remarked.

Suddenly, a brown and purple striped, rocky-skinned fish swam by, which I scanned somehow. Later, while looking at my scanned fish, I saw two evolutions of it; one with one large plate behind its head, and one with the same plate, only divided into thirds by large gaps.

Regarding the one with gaps, I said "It looks very Japanese."

Honestly one of my favorite dreams of the year! It was so vivid and memorable and I woke up kind of wanting to make a book out of it! I loved it.

Ashley and I get caught up in this guy's attempt to outsmart the mob. He had a flash drive and he's trying to get it to someone else (not sure why, I get the idea there's some sensitive content?) and we have to help and stay with him for our own safety. It's never explained but I get the feel that we accidentally know too much; the people hunting us don't care we shouldn't be involved, and they'll kill us for what we know and to get to the flash drive.

We are on the run, having left our lives behind. Again it's not mentioned but it's just the feel that I get. We've reached New York - our destination - and we're outside a public library. We're trying to get money from some machine, change from dollars so we can make a call. Mob guy gets a few quarters from a stranger while we're fighting with the machine, and he goes off and makes a phone call to verify where we meet the other person. This person is gonna take the flashdrive and take the blame from us. We'll be free, able to go back to our own lives.

Apparently the call he makes was traced. He tells one of us to watch him, and if he gives the signal were being watched, we need to run for our own safety. Turns out he's in love with one of us, don't remember which one, and he wants to protect us more than the flash drive now. I volunteer to watch while Ash finds us an escape route.

Now it's kinda blurry. He's approached by someone and a lady comes up to me asking if I've seen her son. While I'm distracted the mob guy disappears. I look up, hes gone, and I panic. I run back for Ash and I'm not sure exactly what happens. It gets a little choppy. I remember running through the library. I remember thinking it was a false alarm and then somehow we're actually being chased by police. We find a little boy, maybe the same one the woman asked about? And I remember thinking that he's caught in all of this now too and we're gonna get him killed.

At the end of the dream we've jumped ahead a few years. I've broken away from Ash and the guy (I think she's who he fell in love with). I'm gonna go design candles and alarm systems (?) and apparently I'm the one who invents Scentsy. Apparently the company I run off to join is part of the mob and I don't know it yet. I'm about to close a deal for the company and I'm faced with this mob guy; the one that I suddenly realize is who we were gonna give the flashdrive to. He set us up and he's what caused us to run that day in New York.

I panic; I somehow know it's him, and he recognizes me. He grins at me. I can't run now, and I don't have original mob guy or Ashley to help me now. I wake up with a start and an urge to run to New York and start a really weird business.

Lucid
Side note
Non-lucid

Pretty cool lucid, can't remember all of it though.




I gained spontaneously lucidity. It was a very bright day and I was on a trampoline. My sister was talking to me. She kept annoying me so I created a laser from my finger and shined it in her eyes. It acted more like a red-dot laser and a small flashlight simultaneously. I made a cranking motion with my other hand and it became brighter. She left me alone after that. My lucidity levels dropped and suddenly it snowed really hard making several feet of snow.

I kept trying to create a tool to melt the snow but it didn't work. I walked into my house but it was super dark even though it had windows. This was a past dream sign of mine, and every time it turned out really bad so I walked outside again. I tried “grabbing” it from the corner but expectation just wasn't helping. I decided to run right through the wall of snow and felt the sting of the cold on my face. It significantly raised my lucidity so I tried to summon the tool again. I first started by creating a pen out of thin air. I managed to actually create it inside my vision giving me confidence of my dream control. Then I imagined the pen turning into a tool.

The snow levitated from the ground and then digitized around the staff forming new parts of it slowly. In the end I was left with this weird red stick with a small black figure of an elephant. I used it to melt the snow and create new snow. My sister seemed vaguely impressed in the background. It had tons of buttons all over it so I pressed one randomly and it created a bunch of bees.

I panicked and pressed a “world reset” button. It brought the world back to the way it was before I had changed it so I dived into the snow again. Afterwards I slowly lost lucidity until I had almost none at all. The dream changed into a portal-like game I was trying to solve with an underworld theme. After doing that for about three minutes I spontaneously forced myself to wake up, so that I wouldn't forget this lucid.

I am a scientist; short, and dressed in a white lab coat.
My basement is a concrete laboratory in which I am testing wormholes. The black hole is generated. I throw a penny into it in order to see if it works, my eyes fixated on the camera I had set up at a location in the desert. A wormhole appears, just as I suspected, and consumes all the sand in the area, and I notice a single penny come out of the wormhole. All of a sudden, sand fills my basement; the black hole dissipated into some weird black mechanical ball with buttons. I barely manage to escape with the strange device without being suffocated. After splitting the ball, a massive, complex, and utterly green wireframe is revealed.
"I... I solved all of humanity's problems!" I shouted, laughing.
An unspecified many years later, there is a space station with the words, "<my name that you probably don't know> memorial: a History of Faster Than Light Travel," engraved on a sign attached to the top(according to my perspective) of the space station. After that, it's a rather slow fade back into reality
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I'm glad I had this dream; it taught me a lot about the desire I had apparently hidden deep in my subconscious, away from even myself. Specifically, the thirst that I only knew about after having this dream, the deep, utterly human desire to be recognized with respect from doing something that I love to do. I don't generally like any attention, but this dream made me realize that, even I , the silent little weirdo who would always distance myself from others, wanted to be recognized, no matter how much I believe otherwise.

This dream was really something else.

It all begins at a house party. I've come with my friend Wil, but in the middle of the thing we got split off. I met these other dudes who were having a great time partying and I did something that gained me serious respect from them, what it is I cannot recall. At the party I met these two girls. The were clearly Nesbitt and Madison, but they acted like strangers. I realized that I was in some school of sorts, for mechanical engineering or the like. I went to a class in a shack on the hill, and all the dudes from the party were there. I was with Nesbitt and wanted to keep hitting on her so we sat together, and my new friend from the party, who was like Wil combined with a rednek bro, he sat at the table next to us. We started signalling that we just wanted to party, so I began figuring out how to drink in there instead of payaing attention to the lesson. Eventually the teacher left and we went into the city down the hill and got a bunch of beer, then went back up to the cabin. We started drinking and singing and being fools.

Skip forward several days and we've become regulars at this. The ditch next to the cabin is littered with beer cans and the like and the girls always come with us. One night I go up there alone, and I find a godlike figure training his powers for some reason. This distracts me and I miss out on meeting up with the kids. I returned the next night and nobody was there. I went into the cabin and became extremely present, really analyzing the place. Small room with a sink, candle or gas lamps for lighting. There was a little staircase/ladder that lead up, and at the top there was just a tiny sleeping bag and a bedside table. I wondered how many kids had snuck off to this place and made love right there.

As I descended the mountain I realized how much I missed my friends. I saw Madison walking along the bottom of the hill, and I wanted to call out to her but it didn't feel right. I let her

The last night. I'm wandering the city alone, when I hear a distressed voice. Madison is with her girlfriends who are all dressed up. She's in a black dress with Mascara running down her cheeks, and is expressing sadness over a boy who left her. "Why did he do that? Am I too ugly? I thought he liked me."
I walked right up to her, locking eyes as I did so and kissed her. Everything melted away and this moment stretched on for a long time, seemingly in all different places as if a montage of the next few months of our love.

I'm in the cabin again. I'm with Nesbitt and the guys, and I realize the lesson is the same. Everything is the same. I understand that there is nothing else but this cabin and this hill and this town. This is not reality. I try to stand on my desk, defying the laws of this space. I'm met with a celing, soft and make of the literal fabric of spacetime.

I get angry. I get real mad. I tell Lily I'm done living in this universe. I grab a handful of the stuff in each hand, and arms raised above my head I just start ripping. Layer after layer after layer, they could go on forever but so can I. My head slowly moves up more and more, no longer hunched over but nearly fully standing up on the desk as the layers rip away. I can hear birds, something I realize do not exist here on this hill. I can see a faint shade of blue trickling through the material.

In one final tear and raging push with my head, I break through. I broke through. It's beautiful. The sky is a wildly vivid shade of blue, the trees impossibly green. Birds fly, children laugh and smells of the city are wafting by. This is reality. I walk down the road to a corner store and look at the TV in the display. It's an ad for some snack food, and it's the first thing I've seen that wasn't about that damn closed in universe. My eyes gaze past it, glancing up from my current position, and suddenly I see it. A wave of nervous and curious energy crashes over me. There, down the long road I'm on is the hill. It's different now, lined with bushes and with a paved path going up, and the cabin is in better repair. I go up.

In the cabin I find friends from previous dreams. Patrick Stewart is there, getting a tattoo on his body from R2D2, who is programming a set of computer chips in the Patriks shoulder with conductive ink so he may be smarter. The men up here give me lectures on the past, and reality, and tattoos, and then all of a sudden I am gone.

I'm in my bed sleeping, but I'm very tired of this dream. I want it to end, so I think that i'll just go set my alarm off manually and wake up.
My alarm goes off and I wake up. 10:00.


Weird.

I was lying down on a cobblestone bridge. Inside the cracks of the bridge, was a dark shade of purple. I get up and look around. It seems as the world is broken, into different islands floating in space. I was on the biggest one of them all. On my island was a gigantic rainbow castle. In my dreams I feel as that I can do anything, so I pretended I had wings to fly at the the top of the castle. Then all of a sudden, I hear an erie sound. So then I look at the direction of that sound, nothing. I look back at the castle, Its gone! So I look backwards and then look back at the area of the castle then, There it was but wait, It was not a "rainbow" castle anymore, It was a scary and frightening castle. I go up closer to the castle, then I go inside the castle. Woke up. The End.

New Dog
I,my dad and my brothers were at our new house and had just gotten a new dog. The dog was small like a Maltese and was black. I felt like the dog was my old dog Max though. It kept following me around and wanted me to play with it. This annoyed me because I wanted to do something else. My dad told me to just play with it so it can calm down. I gave up and lay on the floor mattress. The dog jumped on the bed and started licking my face. I did not like that the dog did that and felt like washing my face.Something else happened after that but I can't recall what.

End Of The Road

I was in the car with my dad and as he was driving he happened to stop near a large tunnel that looked abandoned."This isn't normal...Is he going to try and get rid of me?" I thought than opened the door telling him I needed to get some fresh air. After that I hoped it was a dream than jumped up to fly out of the place like a super hero.I flew and became lucid glad that the situation wasn't really happening.As I flew up I hit a random monster I saw flying in the air and was ready to do some dream fighting but than somehow I ended up inside my house.I was semi lucid and next to a dream character that represented a demon but he looked human and was kind of chubby,wearing casual yet old clothing.There was a lady in the next house looking at us through the window. I asked him why he was paying attention to her while thinking about how she was a prostitute. He said "Why not?"than I looked at him weird and told him that he just goes up than down a lot. But when I said it I didn't mean it in a negative way. I just meant he goes from looking at things in a heavenly light to a immoral light.

Eye's Ramen

I don't recall the beginning well. It had something to do with me and my family being at the park we use to go to when I was little. I'm going to skip to the lucid part though.

I was in my living room next to a dc looking at the bright sunset that shown outside. As I looked at it I got the urge to go out and explore. I got out through the door and than flew above the street in the sunset.I kept flying until I arrived at a large wooden bridge surrounded by a forest.It wasn't sunset anymore but still was light out. I saw Dawn walking on the bridge and decided to get his attention by singing.But after I did the dream shifted and I was now looking at a huge sketchbook in the dark. It looked like a bigger version of my art class sketchbook in waking life. The pages were covered in black charcoal with some light drawings of city scapes on some pages and a red rectangle with moving objects on other pages. I remember seeing a black hand moving in a hallway on one of the red rectangles. After I looked at them the dream shifted and I ended up on my bed in my room. I sat up and looked out the window wondering if I should fly out. I felt a presence coming and was ready to get out but than Eye came in and told me to get back in bed since he made something for me. I sat on a chair near the bed instead and he put a plate of ramen with two big toasted Italian rolls on the bed.

I looked at the food happily surprised and thanked him. Eating some of the ramen with the fork until the plate began to slip on the bed by mistake. I said "oops" than tried fixing it. Eye helped me than showed me a pile of cooking spoons on a small plate.He laughed nervously than told me he didn't remember which spoon to serve the ramen with after he was done cooking it. I looked at the spoons and told him that it was okay. The spoon wasn't on the plate so I described it to him saying it was supposed to have a big round end so you could swoop up the noodles. There was one that looked like it but than it turned out to be too big and weird looking.He was fine with the description I gave him though so I started eating the bread. He ate his own sitting on the bed next to me. Than someone came into the room but I don't recall who. Woke up after that.


(The pic is from an anime.^^)

While this series of dreams never reached a high level of lucidity, it did feature two odd and intense epiphanies, and much of the time I was aware that I was dreaming.

The first stage of the dream, I was playing with a pet, a small lizard that could sit in the palm of my hand, and liked to race around my forearms and take short, gliding flights from hand to hand or from me to its terrarium. It was familiar to me and I loved it as a pet. Someone, maybe someone at work, mentioned that the lizard wouldn't live that much longer, and the next time I was playing with her (I knew she was a her, probably having just asked myself the question and come up with an answer), I noticed she was slowing down, and there was a scare where she stopped moving, but revived, and I felt strong attachment and fear for her death. The dream progressed so that she had died, and I was feeling strong grief just as if a real pet had died. I remembered seeing and playing with the small creature over months, maybe more than a year, and considered how I would hold myself together at work. Then it struck me, the whole life I remembered for this creature was in dreams. I was able to search my memories and recall that I had no terrarium and no pets. I believed, and still think it may be the case, that the lizard had appeared in my dreams before. A couple times before, I've had the experience of grief in a dream, and then the realization that the events had not taken place, though this time may be the first that I was grieving a creature who only lived in dreams. It can be emotionally powerful, feeling relief but also feeling in a sense robbed of your grief, still feeling the echo of strong emotion while knowing you have no reason to feel it. Also, I suppose it illuminates mortality and impermanence in a strange light. It's not exactly an "Aha!" moment because of the sad, contemplative quality of the realization.

Here ends this dream, more or less. It's memorable in itself, though not singular. However, it probably set the tone for the experience which followed.

The initiating conditions of the next dream are hazy. Perhaps I set out with the intention to go out drinking, and several times throughout the dream I was convinced that I had drunk too much to drive or thought I might have been drugged. I can't say I've had many "drunk" dreams, and I wasn't drinking last night. I found myself in a crowd at some kind of play/concert/pageant - some elaborate group performance with a standing room only audience. It was quite impressive and immersive, but also blatant monotheistic allegory. At some point I found myself speaking to the producer/director (quite possibly a God stand-in, but a pudgy, red-bearded one) in a corner of the balcony. He said something to the effect that he tries to get everyone excited about putting on a good show, but those who refuse to participate certainly won't be invited to the after-party. Afterward, I found myself in the crowd again, and experienced a powerful sensation of epiphany. The content of the epiphany was very much in the "born again" narrative, that there is someone behind the curtain of our existence and he/it was reaching out to me personally to be accepted into my heart. The strength of the sensation was such that not accepting wasn't really an option. Indeed, for a time after the experience I was ready to buy whatever the man upstairs was selling.

I rather expected it was Christianity, but when I exited out the front, I found it was a Minecraft-themed mosque, with big creeper parapets and mineral blocks you could pluck off the front of the building. I had the feeling I had seen this place in dreams before, too, but like the lizard, it may just be dream time and deja vu at work. Out front there was a sermon with some fairly incendiary language, and then we newcomers were handed off, presumably, to recruiters. Mine was a hunched, bulgy old man with a thin beard and lopsided features. He didn't get very far in his spiel before coming right out and saying he was a demon. He said some demons would be more coy about it, but he was more the bind you in fire and pain variety, and the ground under me morphed into a lady demon face like something out of Diablo, with bone spikes growing up around me like a cage. My go-along-to-get-along had already been wearing thin, and I was able to break free of this attack.

The dream kind of wandered on and restarted several times from there, focusing on a "Dude, where's my car?" theme and leaving me with overall decidedly mixed feelings and no inclination to dump too much meaning into the events. Still, the two "revelations" taken on their own terms were unique experiences.

Huge night: solid (but short) DILD, several near WILDs late morning including start of REM atonia, several vivid semi-lucids, one epic in vividness/experience

Late morning doing relaxing SSILD, trying to "relax" into visuals. Dreams/imagery/REM atonia don't come while mind is too alertly focused on visual field, mind must be occupied on something like SSILD cycles or Ah visualization or very light thoughts. Ear rushing and eye twitching happened while on back (like yesterday's WILD-ish experience). Did a RC but awake. Got strong body twitches while lying on side a little later.

+ bubble fly CH with PR and KR flying up from back garden (L tree?) I'm waving bubbles this propels us along we drive back to street by G's driveway and I do a power slide and whip around in a fast circle at the end which drags K lying flat on the ground really quickly across the very rough pavement and scratches her arms very badly and she says s.l. "Augh, I didn't need that" I later apologize to her, go down back steps and both my mother [deceased] and father are happily there working on the garden, the steps are soft dirt shaped like bricks, my feet and other's feet sink deeply into the steps, I notice this but others say they're soon to be lined with (concrete?). I think to myself how wonderful it is with my mother here and how sad it would be (is?) when she is no longer with us.

+ renting a helicopter with son S2, afterwards I say (about flying it) "that was f^&*^%$ AWESOME!" swimming to turn-off, go in, the mechanics are there to immediately check the helicopter upon my return of it, one walks towards me holding a wrench, "Ah, crap," I think, "something is missing from the tool chest and they're going to ding me for it", but instead, this is an extra tool? Then the team of mechanics hold a conversation [in a foreign language] in an Abbott & Costello comedy format:

"Shall we add it?" [to our tool collection]
"Let's add it?"
"Add it?"
"Add it?"
"Let's add it"
etc.

+ mango, homeschoolers prank boy suffering from "short leg" syndrome, I free him from a big meat/freezer locker behind 2 doors where he could have suffocated, then I'm taking bites from a large, cut "street-food" mango, see homeschoolers (skin? fruit?) is mottled with mold, I go back inside to the open fruit market continuing to bite from the mango, wondering if it was cleaned properly. There are other fruit vendors inside: one is advertising long, translucent, juicy strips made from the entirety of some tree.

+ epic: airplane, at gate with attendant, show ID, woman with 2x 45kg of modeling clay paying customs on automated system me:"hope it doesn't dry out", she:"expands like an a$$hole" [at altitude], driving over gently undulating land, I make joke about how [try hard to remember name of airline company associated with England] "British Airways announces new corporate policy limiting modeling clay to 5kg per customer after mid-flight incident", , turn fast sudden corner to right, on very wide driving fast on deep dry dusty dirt roads, I instantly think, "Oh, I'm in Africa! Boy, Africa sure looks different from America/Europe!"
Odd, fantastic cars come the other way. I procede straight on this road which narrows then I'm walking. I notice the houses are covered not in paint or shingle, but flowers. One house is covered in small red and white flowers. The road is now more a wide foot path absolutely bursting with tall bushes of flowers on every side and in front of me. "Wow!" I say, "who know Africa was so colorful and DREAM-LIKE!!!. I'm amazed at everything I see and keep saying this several times. I encounter a flock of about 8 very large (meter tall) purple geese walking up the street the other way. I look into the distance and see a city in the distance and think about getting back to the airport, I think there's plenty of time.

Then I start encountering nude and topless women sunbathing right there on the pathway. The path is now like a narrow footpath leading through gardens and back yards. I come upon two beautiful young women lying on the ground and as I approach they both turn over and I get a quick glimpse of their marvelous breasts. They ignore my presence. I keep walking and encounter more topless women, middle aged and a bit fat, they are all cooling themselves from the heat outside in narrow streams of very cold water. I feel how very cold this water is and think it's colder than it needs to be.

I reach one point and a narrator (?) says this is the end of the "two-people" path and now the "solo/alone" path is beginning, and I get excited about this thinking I can find a beautiful topless/nude woman, think for a second about continuing to the airport, but see a group including some apparently mostly nude women in a pool area up ahead and head towards them.

Spoiler for sexual encounter:

I go to a young woman who seems to be wearing a skimpy bikini but she seems nude at the same time. She has a well-manicured landing strip and I come up to her and talk to her asking about "which sport she is going out for?" while I bring my mouth to her right breast and take it in, and

I wake up.

+ LD#206 LUCIDD 206 bowling alley, standing on left side, ask for lane #2 to be turned on for me, I don't want to be against the left wall lane #1. Sign in on electronic score card, real name, go looking for ball, try 15 lb but fingers too tight, see a "36 pound" blank ball, one with three holes clumped together, then balls vanish, area blocked off by corrugated metal sheets [construction area?], go back through huge sports hall where ping-pong matches are under way. I jump/glide/fly down stairs, not sure if I'm flying because I crash into pile of cushions at bottom of stairs, I jump/leap again towards the exit and think I may be flying again, I hold my self very still and notice that I continue to glide toward the wall in the air and get lucid. I start rubbing my hands and repeating "I'm dreaming! I'm dreaming!" I notice through a square lattice door a series of colorful flowers growing from the ground with foot-long stalks and flat flower petals, 3-4 different flat colors. I turn back into the gym room and think, "OK, TOTM!" But the basic TOTM tasks don't come to me instantly, and the dream fades.

+ I'm in a car (portion of longer dream?) driving on steep hills in neighborhood I have to wait for some passing cars at an intersection. I need to turn around I enter a cul-de-sac and start to pull a U turn fist I head close to a house's driveway and am forced through two signs by their drive way I'm turning to the left and head a bit too close to a wall/fence of theirs in the road and hit it lightly and it shakes. I think "oh crap", but it doesn't appear too damaged, I glance over my shoulder behind me to if anyone is coming out of the house, I back up and drive on

+(f) I'm riding the bus with my kids. We're driving through some suburban downtown business district. I notice it is raining outside. I say "Oh No way I'm going to go running in that rain" (back to the house?)

+(f) coins? Small devices outside with people?

+ molly on the slide, sexual encounter at the top and at the bottom, people come, but I work them into the narrative and they don't bother my activities with Molly. Then a woman sends some kids to another section and tells them to stop what they're doing, something relating to the glare on the monitor, then she is digging into a desk of mine looking for incriminating material, inside are some books, a book laid open to a page with a quote on it and some sand dollars marking the spot, she says something about this. Then things get vague and I get frisky with two very buxom girls, I take their tops off (asking one of them to help me take the other one's top off) but they disappear and I wake up.