memorable

Getting a steady trickle of dreams and some are still quite promising (albeit non-lucid). Some are getting longer in recall...this mornings one (I was up for 2½hours then back to bed for a while) was particularly satisfying.

I'm wandering around a (German?) town (DS) and I have my girlfriend with me (sorry wifey dear, no slight intended but this is dreamstuff.) I kiss her several times (a long slow embrace) in full view of the general public (once on top of a bus) She's a bit embarrassed but responds willingly and well...lovely stuff...as good as dream sex for me and not too unfaithful.

I'm on track for a possible further operation to resolve the very distracting problem I have with this nose of mine...another bout of blood and snot but it should be worth it. I'm back persevering with awareness exercises and showing more patience this time...and I have an idea to cultivate a possible friend. I call him “Psi” and he might be able to help me move forward in my little project...we'll see..

+ in boy scout camp, the scouts washed my cups and dishes, which are lying on a table to dry, face down. I'm looking for my cups and dishes. There are some of my current [true] plastic kitchen cups there as well as my camping Sierra cup and plates. The plastic cups are not engraved or marked, I think about taking a pocket knife and carving/scratching my initials on them. I pick up my sierra cup and see my cursive engraved initials on the back. I see a few other small portable plates of mine as well, with handles.

+ Long sequence of scenes
1. people playing wilderness golf: they're up the hill, they're not part of our group. They have bright orange golf balls. They're teeing off in our direction and I'm ducking, concerned about getting his by the balls

2. I'm examining closely some chunks of granite on the ground. I reach to push/move them, and they fall apart: they've become almost like sand. I notice interesting textures on one side: they have been pressed up against petrified wood and the pattern of the roots of the wood are impressed in the stone. My wife sees this and tells me her mother wants to see it as well.

3. I'm in a room with healing benefits (a sauna?). My wife is there and her frail [now deceased] mother is there as well. There is another woman in the room, she is sick? My wife's mother does not want to be in the same room with the sick woman because she thinks that the woman's sickness will transfer to her.

4. (A lot of action in and around a dilapidated cabin). In a cabin, this cabin is special because it was built inside a greenhouse [IWL saw story about house in Sweden which was enclosed into a huge greenhouse]. I'm asking if it is too hot in the house in the summer time.

5. Fruit pickers & sword fight. I see a hand holding fruits like mandarin oranges. I'm asking if prior experience in handling fruit is required. I have a conflict with one of the pickers, a guy. Then we're having a sword fight. He's more experienced, but I'm on higher ground. We both have swords and I'm doing my best to block the blows he's raining down upon me. I'm trying to get in quick ripostes when I can but I'm really focusing on blocking his swings. At one point I get a solid stab with the tip of my blade into his left hip, I hold it there for a second and pull it out. He stops fighting, and starts bleeding. I return to the dilapidated cabin and say that he was bleeding a lot of green blood. Someone says he was an alien. Someone else told me he died from that wound.

+ bus, angry guy, swords, martial arts club (epic)
1. I'm on a crowded bus, I leave my backpack on my seat to hold my place and walk to the front of the bus. I then return. There are people in front of me heading back to my seat, I hope they don't take it. A guy does take it, moving my backpack out of the way. I tell him that's my seat, he gets really mad, I keep arguing with him and eventually get my seat back. I keep arguing that "if I had remained in my seat, it wouldn't have been any different for you!". I think he has a sword.

We get off the bus and I see his sword: it is long (4+ feet blade), bright shiny metallic, wide-bladed tapering from hilt to tip just slightly (two inches - 3 inches at the tip), covered with engravings, and I see the edges are very thick and dull. I grab the blade with my right hand and confirm it is not sharp. I say "It's like a big hammer!". Then I unsheath my awesome blade. It is about as long as a Japanese katana, slightly more curved, sharpened only on one side, but it is extremely sharp, I have no desire to even touch it to test its sharpness I know it's so sharp.

2. We're standing outside a martial arts club and go in. Class is underway. There is a famous master running class. The students are various ages. I'm taking the class with my young sons. Some of the students have dark burgundy ghis, and some have dark navy blue ghis. The teacher has set up a jumpy trampoline thing in the room, and two of the experienced students (including a younger boy) are very energetically jumping on this and running across the room. I notice that they are now wearing only sumo-like briefs underwear. I think they've taken off their ghis because this is a very vigorous exercise and they don't want to sweat while wearing their ghis.

My sons start talking during the instruction, and I get angry with them and tell them to listen to the teacher. The old master says "who are the little monkeys talking? But I am not the teacher here, instructor XYZ is." I'm sparring then with some guy, and I beat him.

Class is over and there is some food going around. The master is going behind a corner and returning with plates of food. He comes out once with plate full of large prawns and asks me if I want one. I say yes, I will. I eat one with cocktail sauce. It is good and slightly crunchy. I keep eating the shrimp but they grow a bit in size, including growing really long nasty shrimp legs. I tell myself while feeling slightly disgusted that it's OK it's all good shrimp and keep eating them.

After class some of the students set up a board game at one of the tables, it looks like a miniatures game of some sort of D&D.

I'm trying to figure out the class schedule, on which days is training available. I'm very unclear about the schedule. The master mumbles something about "Wednesdays, Thursdays..." and I'm trying to confirm: can I come Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays? I don't get an answer.

I go into the back and the master is there with a review board from the martial arts organization. There is an investigation of the Master's judging at a recent event. There are square blocks laid out on the table representing a bout and the Master's judging of it. I think it's unfair he's being persecuted this way. I bring him some things from the main room and put them in front of him on the table.

The master is telling me the French guy (and his French friends) that I beat in sparring hates me now. I think "that's stupid, we should all help each other and work together to improve." But I resolve to beat my new foes, and make a group of other students and we clasp hands in comradeship.

I'm talking to the master about the studio's business. He says they haven't had a lot of luck, but the best advertisement they have is a box they rent in New York for $6 per month. I think that's great deal and I ask more about it. He says it is in a location where a lot of people walk past
it on their way to watch television.

+ final showdown with my gang of bad guys versus the cops. In a dark room, we're piling (weapons?) into a large bin. I'm on the flat surface above the bin. I have a pump action shotgun with a barrel that opens and needs to be cocked back to closed after each shot. I reach behind me and point it at the head of a collegue and pull the trigger, *click*, it's not loaded. I cock it and do the same with another fellow bad guy. Then we're all hunkering down in terror and trembling: a cop/FBI/agent is walking slowly down the corridor outside our room. We're all waiting for him to enter, it's all over. He enters and walks across the laser sights on my gun but I don't even think about firing. We're caught, it's over.

Then the agent is a female, telling the ring leader of our group that his complains are ridiculous: he never even had any fruits growing in his penthouse, and never even had any dirt there. I think this is wrong, I thought I remembered seeing a potted plant there.

Then I'm thinking about a floating penthouse in the sky, how will the waste water be poured out? I think of a long hose running down to a pond on the ground below.

Before bed I took 100 mg and did a WBTB at around 430 530 am. In a few days I will use Lucidimine 2 pills and see how my dreams will be affected

Tonight after doing WBTB I had an interesting dream in which I was in a cockpit of a Jumbo Jet and yet when I looked back it looked like my bedroom with a couch. I was accompanied by another person who was fuzzy and two pilots who were flying the plane. I then remember the plane turning slowly to the left or right side with no further changes and then the pilots left the seats. I remember wondering "why are they all over the cockpit and what is something happens they need to be in their seats." As I said that to myself I was holding on to the left side of the steering wheel and it accidently went upwards from my hand. This did not affect the plane though because in my mind I remember saying that "it was on autopilot" and will not be affected.

The pilots then told me that we are flying at about 32000 feet and as I looked down I could see the puffy white clouds below us as we were flying during the night. I then remember one of the pilots telling us that we are now in danger zone as we were flying over Baltimore and I remember looking at the map to see if there is a risk of a missile hitting us. I remember looking at coordinates to see where the army base would be at and determined that danger has passed. At this point we began to fly more erratically to try to avoid the "missile" as nothing happened and the dream ended.

Alarm @ 0230
Bed @ 2240
Woke @ midnight, used bathroom, BTB


XKCD shirt
I'm somewhere with Allan (a coworker I haven't seen for about five years), and I'm thinking about XKCD. My initial thought is that he's a programmer, so of course he saw the most recent comic, but then I figure there's no harm in asking. It turns out he's never heard of it.

Now I'm ordering an XKCD shirt. It's white-on-orange, and they have a choice of about a dozen shirts. Now it's arrived. I'm pulling it out of the package, thinking about how I blew half my monthly allowance of "do anything " money on a silly shirt just to tell my coworker about an online comic. Oh well. I pull it out and look at it, realizing with horror that I must have ordered the wrong shirt by accident. It is an XKCD shirt, but it doesn't have a print of a comic, only some kind of list. I wonder if I can return it, but I probably can't, and the return shipping would probably make it not really worth it anyway. My wife sees it and asks me about it, and I explain it's to introduce my coworker to XKCD. She gets a sort of "wow, that's weird, but whatever" expression on her face.


Woke around 0100 with a crying baby. Woke around 0130, ditto.
Woke @ 0230, BTB @ 0245.
Woke @ 0320 after feeling something on my head. After flinging it away with my hand, I did a nose-pinch which indicated reality.


Smartish watch
I see an ad for a watch on sale: a nice Casio men's watch. It's not a "smart watch," but it is a very nice digital. It's got a lot of nice features, including an mp3 player, a stand (how does that even work?), something that changes how the watch acts depending on your current activity and time of day, and a bunch of other stuff. The list is very long, covering the whole right side of the page. I see a URL on the page, something like www.move2watch.com (whatever it is, it's two words separated by "2") and visit it. I see that that all the extensions for the watch are currently on sale. I didn't realize this watch even had extensions; that's pretty impressive. I glance briefly at the list of available extensions, but none of the descriptions make any impact on me. I wonder if I misunderstood the flier - maybe the extensions are the only things on sale, not the watch. Looking back at the flier, I see that the watch itself is on sale for e$49.99. I'm not sure what that works out to, but I'm guessing about $60.

I see a note somewhere indicating that if you're going to get a law changed, please do it before commissioning a new extension. If a law is changed and it requires updating an extension, you'll have to pay a re(something) fee. Email Allison (someone) <some dept>, Allison (someone) Heating Dept to request it. Reading further, I find details about the process. It says she creates a VM based on the current law to simulate how the watch will respond, so she'll need to make a new one after a law change. Her simulation uses four units: witches, guards, citizens, and <something>. I see a whole lot of colored wooden kids' blocks stacked on the floor in a bunch of piles: yellow for citizens, blue for guards, red for witches, green for <something>. Each pile has different numbers of each blocks, but each pile has all four colors and has them stacked in the same color order with the entirety of each color grouped together (e.g. 5 greens, 3 blues, 6 yellows, 2 reds). According to the rules of the simulation, witches kill citizens, guards kill witches but lose their own lives in the process. I see blocks starting to disappear from the stacks as the simulation runs its course.

Before returning to bed, I try to set the intention that in my next dream I'll see the watch and become lucid.


BTB @ 0345
Woke @ 0530

Long FA chain
I'm in a house, in a small bathroom, getting ready to leave. My wife and family have already left. I notice that something is wet and look up to find what looks like a pipe sticking out of the ceiling and dripping - but as I look, it starts pouring. There's a whole pile of clothing on a counter under the window, and it's soaked in seconds. I try briefly to think what could be above us to do this but I'm drawing a blank. I call my wife, but the connection is terrible - then I realize that I'm not talking to her over the cellular network but instead over a barely-connected Bluetooth connection. She's a couple of miles down the road - how is Bluetooth even working?? - so I hang up, intending to disable Bluetooth and try again. I realize something is off about this whole situation and nose-pinch, finding it really is a dream.

Now I'm driving on a four/five lane road through a commercial area with shopping centers to my left and right. I see an ad for something, and it seems really familiar. I do the nose-pinch test and realize I'm dreaming, though it takes a couple of iterations to really sink in that it's working - I can tell I'm still breathing with my nose pinched, but at first I think I'm accidentally breathing through my mouth.

Now I'm parked in my car in the parking lot. I find myself moving really slowly so as to not disturb the dream, and again I realize this is silly - I need to intensify the dream, not move as if on eggshells. I remember my goal for intensifying is to do the first few Fibonacci numbers, so - keeping my eyes open - I count 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8 - which was as high as I'd intended to go - but it seems so easy I keep going - 13, 21, 34, 65 (I think I must have accidentally added 21+44 instead of 21+34). It's starting to get hard, and I don't want to lose the dream because I completely lose focus on it, so I stop there, pleased with how well I did.

Now I'm standing on the parking lot, and I decide to fly. I remind myself that this is a dream, that everything around me is a creation of my mind, including my body (though I don't go so far as to remember that my real body is asleep in bed), then try to lift off. Nothing happens.

Now I'm in an alley behind the stores. Ivy is growing everywhere. There's quite a lot of exposed wood - something like trellises - along the side of the alley. The far end of the alley is completely blocked, though I know there's a road behind it. Again, I walk around touching everything, feeling it, yet remembering that it's not actually there. The ivy is a dark green with large leaves. I touch the ground, some wood, the leaves. I think about how I wish I had some way to record this so I didn't forget it after I wake up, and I remember my project with my DIY dream mask to attempt to record Morse code from inside the dream state and read it back later. Unfortunately, that project is benched for the time being, so I'll just have to remember everything as best as I can. Oh well. I decide not to fly back here but want to get back to the front of the store for the extra room, but the way back is blocked. Somehow I dig through a wall of dirt, but I'm not happy with the feeling of dirt clinging to my hands. I look at my hands and at the grayish dirt clinging to them, remind myself that the dirt isn't real, and mentally command it to fall off. To my immense satisfaction, the dirt does just fall off, leaving my hands almost (but not entirely) clean. I wake up.

As I lay in bed looking around the (well-lit) bedroom, my wife walks in. She's talking to John and Jenny who follow her into the room. She notices that I'm awake and asks if I've had any success with my lucid dreaming. I excitedly tell her that I actually just woke from a lucid dream, that I couldn't manage to fly, but that I did manage to get dirt to fall from my hands. They're clearly enjoying my enthusiasm, but my wife - who's always thought that the whole lucid dreaming thing is pretty silly - turns to them and mock-apologizes for me, saying something like "I'm sorry, he really is a good man." Something seems off, so I discretely nose-pinch and realize I'm still dreaming.

Details are really fuzzy for this scene. I'm walking through a field towards a small building build in an Oriental style. Getting closer, I see a patch of dirt under an overhang. Somehow I use my dream powers of dirt manipulation to dig down into it and/or toss it aside to form a path to the evil queen. I wake up.

I lay in bed with my eyes closed and try to perform a DEILD chain. I can hear the sound of the rain/ocean playing through my pillow speakers. I'm a bit disappointed when nothing happens (though not too much, since I've never gotten a DEILD to work); but then I remember that I had a false awakening just a few minutes ago and this might be another one. With my eyes still closed, I slowly reach up a hand and do the nose pinch, finding that I'm still dreaming. I have a moment of "what do I do now" since I'm in blackness; but then I open my eyes and find myself in a bedroom - to my sleeping mind, it's the one from my parents' house in Virginia.

I find myself in a house with a rather rustic feel to it. I walk over to the window and look out to see a landscape covered with snow. Trees stand out here and there, and dozens of snowmen - some large, some small - dot the yard. I think how much my kids would love to be here in real life. I have a passing thought that it would be fun to summon a blizzard. I give a brief mental "push," but nothing happens. I decide I don't really care and shouldn't spend my mental energies / focus on this. I can't really fly too well indoors, but then I remember Ophelia's story from one of her podcasts about how her eyes changed when she looked into a mirror. I head off down a nearby hallway in search of a bathroom.

I quickly realize the hallway is stretching off into the distance, and I decide I'm NOT going to lose lucidity to something stupid. I turn left, intending to try to find a bathroom that way, and come face-to-face with a mirror mounted to the wall of the hallway. Looking at myself, I'm dressed as I am for bed during the summer: wearing a pair of boxers and nothing else. Thinking back to Ophelia's story, I start out by closely examining the reflection of my face. The shape is a little off, the bottom half too triangular, the eyes too large, the skin too smooth and light, the whole impression somehow too childlike or perhaps Anime-like? I don't even watch Anime - but each individual change is fairly subtle. I turn away from the mirror to see what else I can do in the house, but I wake up.

This time I'm expecting it to be a false awakening, but I keep my eyes closed (again hearing the speakers) and attempt a DEILD chain just to be sure. After a few moments, I again do a nose-pinch, and again I find I'm still in the dream. I open my eyes, get out of bed, and find one of my kids waiting for me. I pick her up, thinking to myself that if she starts fussing about something I'll just put her down and walk away - after all, she's not real. I decide that even if I can't lift off the ground, maybe I can step into space and not fall. I get up on the bed and walk to the foot, noting (but not questioning) the nice wood chest a few feet away and the stairs beyond. Disappointingly, when I put my foot down on the air I just fall to the ground (though somehow I remain standing). Oh well. I think about other ways to start flying, and I remember people talking about baby steps, of using means to achieve flight before you just will yourself into the air. I decide to go outside, hold out my arms, get a good running start, and launch myself into the air. At the very least I should be able to glide a few feet off the ground as I have before. I go down the stairs, turn right towards the front door, unlock the deadbolt, open the door, go out onto the front path (detached garage to my right, house to my left, lots of greenery - I note the snow is gone), and wake up.

Again, I try to DEILD chain, do the nose pinch, and find myself in my real bed. I note that my real bed felt different from my dream beds - rougher, perhaps, providing more sensory input than the fake ones did.

BTB @ 0605.
Woke @ 0730.

Fragments: Someone is playing a side-scroller on a console, about to fight a boss.

Music
With no real way of knowing where I am, I know that I'm in Indonesia. It's already somewhat late in the evening. I'm walking around in a mall and feel like it's near closing time. I hurry a bit, because I still want to buy some earplugs. I enter a store that looks like it's an electronics store. I believe the floor consists out of white tiles, which have been polished until they shine. It kinda looks as if there are two entrances behind one another. As if there is a 'pre-shop' to the actual shop. There are two salesmen standing in the 'pre-shop'. All this consists of just a counter. Without me having said anything, one of them asks me if I want to buy earplugs. He just really wants to sell. Because I came here to buy earplugs I go along with it. I look at the counter. There are purple earplugs connected to a black iPhone I believe. I tell the salesman in Indonesian that I want to try those. I put them in and connect them to my own black iPhone. I'm scrolling through my playlist. I want to try these using the song Backseat Freestyle by Kendrick Lamar. I keep looking through the music I have of him, but I can't find this song. Then I decide that it's no problem, as it's just for testing anyway. I play a song and I can hear it being played double. I take out my earplugs. The sound is coming both from the earplugs and the speakers, but it isn't synchronised. How annoying! This is totally inconvenient. If I sit in an angkot [public transport minivan] everyone will hear it. I want to tell this to the salesman, but I'm struggling to find the words in Indonesian.

Selling
It's daytime and I'm standing somewhere on the street. I'm with a colleague. It's one of my first days as a street sales person. I approach a girl to convince her to become a member of whatever it is I'm standing for. At some point I've convinced her. I put my black bag on the ground and grab 5 pens out of the front pocket with one hand. I present them to her, so she can have her pick of which one she wants to use. There are two green ones which I know are empty already, so I'm hoping slightly that she won't take those. Then I remember that the registration form is still in my bag as well. I grab it out of the main pocket.

Train
I'm standing in a train, near the end of a carriage. In front of the door to the other carriage is a steel rod on which I decide to sit. It's blocking the way for someone to enter, so I move. I look at my phone to consult the train app for travel information. This new version is bothering the hell out of me. On the left I can choose a time of departure and on the right I can do something similar. Who thought of this? It's totally not convenient! To make matters worse my screen responds erratically to my touches.

I completely forgot to write up these dreams today... And I actually had pretty alright dream recall for once :/ damn.

Dream 1 - Conch shell
From what I remember I was in a cave with some people, it was a pretty massive cave that was easy to see in because it had a large opening and in was day time (though the sun wasn't shining directly into the cave). I recall seeing a big conch shell, it was mounted on a pedestal like it was some sort of treasure. I picked it up and brought to my face inspecting it, seeing some holes I placed my thumb over them and blew into an opening..
*Bang*! Whoa that was unexpected, I didn't think it would be loud. I put it back hurriedly thinking that I shouldn't mess around with it... Then I pick it up again, just one more try won't hurt
Knowing what to do this time I prepare to blow into it really hard, sucking in a big breath and then unleashing a full throttle exhale into it. *BOOOM*!! A huge sound wave emanates from the shell and causes the whole cave to shake extremely violently . Everyone else that was around starts running for the exit, I start running too. Debris rains down from the ceiling and splashes into the water (most of the cave is in deep water) and sticks out which I use to jump across towards the exit. Suddenly a big piece of debris falls in front of me and I die... It was 'game over', and actually felt like a game. I was in third person watching my characters body go limp like a game character would in something like Skyrim. My character began sinking into the depths and I was left wondering how he actually died.. It didn't make sense (the debris didn't even touch my character).

Dream fragment
- I remember at some point talking to someone (it was a girl) and she threatened me and stuck two fingers into my mouth and grabbed my tongue I'm not sure if this even happened last night..

Dream 2 - Gift
I can't properly remember this dream so I'll just try string together the notes I put in my phone about it...
Apparently I was talking to my dad outside the house and then my mum must have came out and given me a gift, I remember it seemed to resemble the star that you would place on top of a Christmas tree. There's trash to clean up and I think I clean it up, maybe from a bin that spilled. The parents of my ex gf are there at some point and I think they may be doing something illegal.

Dream 3 - Home
I'm at my parents house with some friends, for some reason we ended up all being naked because something had happened to our clothes and we had to get new ones, maybe they got too wet? O_O.. There's sand on my feet and we're heading through the hallway in my house towards the bathroom to wash the sand off I think. As we walk through the hallway we walk past these 3 girls who I think are really ugly, they're covered in acne all over and their faces just don't look right for some reason. They're naked too for some reason. We reach the bathroom and the others start rinsing themselves, there's no real awareness to the fact that we're naked in the company of each other. Suddenly me and this blonde girl start interacting, I decide to start 'teasing' her, though I have no idea how it's considered teasing... Since I pretty much put her in a full-blown sex position, this dream took a really hot and heavy turn . She said "what are you doing?" coquettishly, and wanted things to progress but I said "haha I'm just teasing" (since I knew I had a gf). This moment in particular during the dream was extremely intense... None of the others had noticed but it's pretty much like they don't really exist temporarily. I put a jacket around me and cover up my crotch for obvious 'reasons' after that event. I then head back to my room just across the hallway. Everything in this house was where it was supposed to be, but I didn't realize that all the rooms were about twice the size they should have been. I pick up a towel and some clothes, hmm I probably don't have enough clothes for everyone.. Oh well. My friend Matt comes up to me and I tell him I'm going to have a shower and he smiles and nods then strides back over to the others.

[Notes:
- Yeah, I dunno. I have nothing to say but the following:

[Dream begins]:
Driving with Ricky Remedy somewhere.

Hot sauce on the rear windshield going on the roundabout.

Something about loving someone more (fat version of LE; was in college) because their hot sauce was better.

Two girls gave me their hot sauce, and one of them was sriracha so I knew I would love the other one.

The frozen-air can that had a carbon chunk touching a metal plate on the bottom.

Shoot it into a pool of hot sauce and you get serpents.

Laughing at people swimming in the hot sauce and getting beat up by frozen-air-hot-sauce-serpents.

[The dream fragments...]

Dream interpreters... got any idea what this is about?

Date: 11/22/15

Report: I used SSILD. I fell asleep at 11:00(ish). Woke up by alarm at 4:30, thus making it 5 1/2 hour wbtb time.

Dreams:

1) Women, the solution(and source) of all life's problems; 10 min(?); V8C5R7E0W4

Synopsis: The first real lucid I've had in a dry spell that begun in June. Although i had limited control, It was the longest and most vivid dream I've had in while.

Dream: I wake up in the middle of the night. My Mom is standing at the foot of my bed, telling me she needs some help with some boxes. I'm slightly weird-ed out by the fact she brought this up in the middle of the night, but decide to just get it over with. I'm starting to doubt that this is real, so i glance at my clock, look away, then glance back. The time's changed. Realizing that i'm dreaming, I quickly stabilize by running out, reminding myself i'm dreaming, and start shouting "Night to day, Night to day, ..." The sky slowly get's brighter. I decide to summon a talking cat, so I shout "Show me the cat!". My actual cat appears, which is not the kind of cat i was hoping for. I look around me, and realize how real everything is. It's so detailed. I try, but fail, to fly. I decide I want to jump off a skyscraper to see what it feels like, so I successfully teleport to New York. Unfortunately, I'm in a subway station. I stabilize again, then try teleporting to the top of a building. Everything goes black. I am, however, able to remake the image of the subway. I give up the skyscraper idea, and remember the night's goal: To go to Riven. I try teleporting again, but arrive back in my room. I sit down at my desk, and realize how cool it is that the time changes each time I look at the clock. I ask once again for the cat, but I look outside to find my IRL cat sitting on a dead tree in the middle of the road. I think, "Well, asking for a cat isn't going to work" I instead ask for my dream guide. Silence. Then I decide to go outside, but as I pass through the living room, my mom says: "Now you're talking to yourself." I ignore her and head out the door, to see Bertha and Micaela(IRL spanish class classmates) coming down the stairs. I decide to try and bang Micaela (she's really hot IRL). The excitement, however, destabilizes the dream and wakes me up.

Results: In summary, SSILD has been working spectacularly to break my dryspell, and has resulted in the some of the most vivid dreams I have ever experienced. It is clear, however, that I need to work on my dream control, as it has deteriorated in the several months since my last real lucid(The creation of Trenzalore). I hope that SSILD continues to work for me.

Dream signs: None that I recognize.

Outside looked different, the clouds seemed to have morphed clouds into different shapes every minute. While this is happening, me and a couple of kids were in my neighborhood causing a bunch of random mischief. I was walking down the street to meet up with somebody, finished that, and I began walking toward another part of town when one of our friends decided to break something in a house. He runs out laughing and I turn to see Hey Arnold. We walk towards my house and we notice the clouds changing colors and morphing into star shapes, cartoon heads, and hearts. I still hear in the background my friends still doing random happenstance.

Next thing you know, we are in a large white stone mansion in a forest. The kids were still with me in different outfits and now there are two girls. A tall old lady comes in the lobby we were in, wearing a Sun hat and Victorian dress. Apparently we were held here for causing mayhem. She leaves and my friends began doing different and one even begins to smoke. I start looking around this beautiful stone palace a very obvious exit which is pretty much a gaping hole in the entrance, almost like door was put in. The old lady returns and tells us to knock it off but one of the girls run away at incredible speeds. The lady somehow catches her outside, while I walk down the stone steps. Its pretty much a forest.

I help the girl out and lady decides to try and smack me but I flip away. End of the dream.

Another dream of being in these houses which are very close together like a villa of sone sorts. There was this particular item that people wanted and a young lady which looked like a teacher, gave it to me. People groan and some go on the Fritz. A young girl comes up to me and kisses me out of nowhere and we began sexual intercourse on the spot for s few minutes. Turns out she wanted the item in exchange for it and she got it. I began walking and notice a fat guy and other people, even a dog, was chasing me. So I run accordingly.

I came across an item in a open house which looked like a stoplight remote. I pick it up and it activates and nothing. Until I continue to walk past my ex and apparently I changed in appearance to look more handsome to people. (Well then) we lock for a few seconds and I walk up some steps to which looked like her house. I turn around to notice my 2 drunk pals are trying to taker her somewhere without her consent, so I go and stop the commotion and they try to fight me.....so I beat them up and I take her hand and we walk inside her house.

Outside looked different, the clouds seemed to have morphed clouds into different shapes every minute. While this is happening, me and a couple of kids were in my neighborhood causing a bunch of random mischief. I was walking down the street to meet up with somebody, finished that, and I began walking toward another part of town when one of our friends decided to break something in a house. He runs out laughing and I turn to see Hey Arnold. We walk towards my house and we notice the clouds changing colors and morphing into star shapes, cartoon heads, and hearts. I still hear in the background my friends still doing random happenstance.

Next thing you know, we are in a large white stone mansion in a forest. The kids were still with me in different outfits and now there are two girls. A tall old lady comes in the lobby we were in, wearing a Sun hat and Victorian dress. Apparently we were held here for causing mayhem. She leaves and my friends began doing different and one even begins to smoke. I start looking around this beautiful stone palace a very obvious exit which is pretty much a gaping hole in the entrance, almost like door was put in. The old lady returns and tells us to knock it off but one of the girls run away at incredible speeds. The lady somehow catches her outside, while I walk down the stone steps. Its pretty much a forest.

I help the girl out and lady decides to try and smack me but I flip away. End of the dream.

Another dream of being in these houses which are very close together like a villa of sone sorts. There was this particular item that people wanted and a young lady which looked like a teacher, gave it to me. People groan and some go on the Fritz. A young girl comes up to me and kisses me out of nowhere and we began sexual intercourse on the spot for s few minutes. Turns out she wanted the item in exchange for it and she got it. I began walking and notice a fat guy and other people, even a dog, was chasing me. So I run accordingly.

I came across an item in a open house which looked like a stoplight remote. I pick it up and it activates and nothing. Until I continue to walk past my ex and apparently I changed in appearance to look more handsome to people. (Well then) we lock for a few seconds and I walk up some steps to which looked like her house. I turn around to notice my 2 drunk pals are trying to taker her somewhere without her consent, so I go and stop the commotion and they try to fight me.....so I beat them up and I take her hand and we walk inside her house.

[Notes]:
- Although the dream itself was stressful and sad, when I woke up I was immensely relieved after a few moments.
- First cohesive dream I've had in several days. All thanks to a good day and dream binging!

[Plot 1 begins]:
So I'm taking the SAT with a chemistry teacher. It's really informal, and we're talking about the questions when we got confused with them. I'm with a few other friends in the room (which seemed like a strange protrusion from H/A building). So we get to one of those questions and I decide I'll take a bathroom break. I get up and move into the empty hallways and I look over. There are these bunches of fire alarms grouped on the walls weirdly, and I notice that several of them have their plungers pulled (there were these strange toilet-plunger-like buttons that indicated if we were in a fire drill or not). Immediately I wondered if our sound wasn't working in this building.
So I take the chance (better safe than sorry, right?) and go and pull one all the way out and follow my SAT group to the outdoors. We end up in a place that's a strange mix of the school and my house's lower area. There, the teacher tells us that our SAT is cancelled now, and he shows us the scores we would have gotten through this cool UI. I learn that mine was better than my old one, but it wouldn't be counted because it was cancelled.
So we chill out outside and realize that they're going to do a witch hunt to try and find out who pulled the alarm, because there wasn't actually a fire.

[Plot 2 begins]:
I'm somewhere, and I've learned from my doctor that I only have less than 24 hours to live. There was something about driving through the forest... It's two thirty in the morning and I'm in my house. I'm wandering around trying to figure out what I should do. Should I send an email to all my contacts? Call J? Talk with my parents about my legacy? I scrambled around for a while trying to think.

[There's more to it, but it all fragmented...]

early waking: couldn't get beyond fragments, tried for a long time, forgot by morning . Should have recorded briefly

+ [basically epic except for not perfect recall, multiple chapters, long] Concerto concert.
I'm playing in an orchestra concert in which I'm playing a solo concerto. To start with, I am selecting between my instrument and the instrument of the 2nd chair player (I'm 1st chair). I pick up the 2nd's instrument at first and think I'll play using this one. Then I think that perhaps the key arrangement will be a bit unfamiliar and this may cause me to make mistakes.

I notice that a chunk near the top of the 2nd's instrument is loose and in fact has broken off in an uneven break. I'm trying to put it back together like a puzzle piece, it is not going back together.

I'm walking outside the stage and someone mentions me to hurry, everybody is seated and as I sit down we start immediately playing the first piece of the convert. The conductor is conducting a 4-4 pattern. At the beginning I have just rests, about 7-9 measures. Conductor switches to a 2 pattern at the same tempo. Then maybe to a 1 pattern. The other player (who is 1st and I'm 2nd this piece?) asks "is he in 1?" I have an important solo coming up but I've lost/unsure of the count. The other player is tentatively playing and the conductor isn't waving him/her off, so is he right? Am I missing my solo?

Sitting in either a hot tub or a circular couch with the 2nd chair player, who is now an older person [male/female not clear?] and is getting more and more angry and aggressive towards me. He lunges at me and I kick him backwards. (Is he mad thinking I broke his instrument?) He starts to yell and scream louder and louder, which distracts the audience. He threatens to axe me during the concert. I go back to the orchestra stands and find and axe and several other tools, which I get rid of.

I'm playing my instrument and it doesn't sound right. The sound is too flat and buzzy. Is something up with my <mouthpiece>? I take it apart and see a little bit of paper in the tube. Is is a message (threat) again from that crazy 2nd? I pull it out, and find other pieces of paper in there. The tube is now a large cone shape and I blow out all the paper.

I'm sitting at a piano on stage practicing my instrument and I look behind me and notice that the audience is starting to file in.

I'm standing off stage and the orchestra has started another piece without me. I'm trying to judge if I can enter and sit down and start playing but I don't find a good time to do this.

Someone (the crazy 2nd's parent?) has died. I've set up an open casket on the stage. The crazy 2nd wants to go and pay respects. I decide this is a bad idea. Then either me or me DO observing packs up the casket into a secure closed container within another container. The crazy 2nd comes and looks at the container and asks (to see?) but everyone is shuffled off.

The mother/wife of the deceased is walking down the aisle and sobbing hysterically. She comes up to the (standing body of the deceased?) and falls to her knees and leans forwards and leans her head up against the standing body. I think this is an unfortunate pose because the way she's arranged and her head is bobbing back and forth in the crotch of the standing body it looks like she's giving him a BJ.

[I never do get to play my concerto!]

+ "A hill" childhood memories

I'm riding in a car with people on suburban/city streets. I look to the left and "recognize" the stores, I now "know" where I am [true memories, place images false]. I start telling everybody that this is the area near A hill where I rode bikes with my cousin (did I ever ride my bike all the way from my home to his home? I can't remember clearly). I point out the park on the left as we drive by where we used to spend hours playing. There is a fenced in area on the left (court?) and an open field on the right, with trees in the background. It is closed/abandoned and the grass is all dry/dead, nobody's there. Then on the right we drive by another park. This one features a large, tall, 2-3 story huge sand box/structure. I "remember" playing in there, with my mother nearby [false]. As we circle around the right, I see inside a building on a wall a freaky beast. It is hanging on a wall, and it's mouth is separated from its face by a long cord about 1 yard long, the mouth is hanging down below the face. The mouth is vicious and full of sharp teeth and they whole thing is stained in a lot of blood.

A group of us are sitting down at a park table at this 2nd park. A woman/crone approaches us and offers me a piece of gum. I accept it, it is a small rectangular multi-colored/layered piece of gum, I wonder briefly if it came from her mouth but it is dry. I start chewing it. The crone starts speaking but my mother cuts her off and says only to talk if she's going to participate in our current conversation.

+ childhood home flood

I'm standing in the living room of my childhood home and looking out the windows. Instead of the normal view I see the house is surrounded by rushing water, and every time I look it seems the water level is increasing, getting closer and closer to the base of our windows. I run upstairs to my parent's bedroom, my mom and dad are asleep in bed. I wake them up "Mom! Dad!" and my mom says something like "oh dear God". My dad gets up and mentions that earlier he saw a large wall of water nearby moving slowly towards us. That must be the flood I think. I look out the window towards the city below us and now see the water has receded, but has left large lakes among the buildings below.

I go out onto an external patio [false], and look back towards where the patio off of my parent's bedroom is [true] and see it. I'm in the house and see an exit to the roof [false], and go out there. I'm trying to orient myself since I'm unfamiliar with the view from the roof, where's the front of the house, etc. I walk out onto the (flat) roof and I'm a bit concerned that this roof is not meant to walk on and I might fall through, there is a slight give to the roof and maybe a slight creaking. I step on something sharp and it sticks in my toe. It hurts a bit. I go back inside, I look down at it seems like a toothpick (orange?) at first, but I bend down and it seems instead to be a sharp end piece of a flattened drinking straw, I pull it out.

+ (f) I'm flying in the air around childhood home. I'm battling with a large demon/super being which is really angry and is transforming its face with large fangs and swearing at me.

+ I have a piece of raw steak (impaled on my thumb?) that I've brought to the kitchen to cook. It's not the best quality steak but it's not the worst. My family (wife?) seems annoyed by this little steak. I want to stack it on top of the cupboard with the rest of the steak. I think we could cook it and it would make a little snack.

+ (f) small kids, book store, need to buy school books?

+ close up (face right on console) view of an organist playing an organ. I hear all the pipes sound as he plays the keys. He's turning on and off different stops to change the octave of the notes played. I want him to play the low foot pedals and set it to the lowest notes. I ask him to show me exactly which stop control it is that sets the lowest octave of sound. He says it's (ironically) named the "soprano" stop, it sets a soprano (high) overtone but the main note is lowered.

Quicker posting to avoid burdensome catch up later. Open Beta exercise 3A has been primary daytime exercise for the last ~10-14 days. Seems to generate more random lucidity with slightly lower awareness since I have been slacking on self-awareness work during the above-mentioned period.

11/19







DILD initiated by out of this world view from hotel room. Placebo or psychological, whatever, the dream healing was followed by relatively no back pain the next day which is unusual for me. Chose this primary goal instead of getting busy with any of the four women in the room.

11/18 DILD. Felt like I was catching LD from the beginning of REM period after brief trip to bathroom. I become lucid by the starkness of the room I find myself in.

11/17 DILD dream scenario initiated like yesterday. This time it was driving from back seat and having an odd view obstruction.

No G for 4 weeks.

Well this is a new thing for me, I had a nightmare. I had fallen back on a couple habits before I went to bed and I was beating myself up over it at least sub-consciously. I was in a house with liam and maybe some other people and I was scared, I dont usually respond to being scared by cowering but I felt like I was that scared. They busted in and started clwing and biting at us I almost got bit but I somehow didnt even though one zombie had its teetch on my arm it never clenched down, after the battles someone was pasting antibacterial ointment on the scratches and then there were crazy fast Zombies running at us and we tried to get a spot light working on them and it didnt turn on which for some reason made me calmer (probably saw it was a dream sub con again) but then we were back in the house and water was flooding in and swirling around. I dont remember a lot of this part but later in the dream I was looking for somthing in the water and it was hard to see and I kept having to go down to look for it. I had about four dreams that made up of this report. I also had a dream where I was going to be in a play but suddenly got ripped back into the nightmare and this time I was alone in the house. (Before this last part I had reminded myself that nightmares are helping me work somthing out) I found what I was looking for in the water or I gave up l, regardless I started heading for the basement stairs and to get to them I had to pass by the front door which someone had left open with the porch light on. I couldnt beleive it. I shut it slowly (prolly should have walked out and explored through the "open door" but I wasnt lucid.

+ (impression) filling up at the gas station?

+ several scenes, probably all related:
in the fairy garden, picking flowers growing on a horizontal raised bottomless bed, picking them from below (their roots), observing the fields of flowers growing all around us [longer scene, detail forgotten]

Putting the revered golden staff into storage in a sort of attic, I wonder if it's OK to treat it like this, the guy says yeah, it's OK. Lying down to sleep (with my kids) in that same building

We're saving bedraggled abandoned kittens from the flood/catastrophe, getting them warm by putting them in adorable little warm cone socks. I see a luxurious cat on the side by the wall, big and furry, and I try to call (to my wife?) to bring it to her attention to see if it's the cat she's looking for. It belongs to a family that has expensive fur clothing, they want to come with us but are leery that we'll want to steal their furs.

+ plane/helicopter sailboat entangled at the beach
I'm standing on a beach watching this scene unfold in the distance: A fragment of a jet airplane is on the beach, it was trying to make a water take-off but the jet has "opened up" [like how the cab of a truck opens up to expose the engine, tilting forwards], and the crew can't get it close again for take off. "Somebody help them!". Then they get it closed and it takes off, but there are wires involved, the wires get tangled with the large sailing ship which is in the bay. The instructor/captain of the boat is yelling at the plane people, and the plane is flying around randomly out of control, pulling the boat with it, the boat is slammed on its side in the water and thrown around violently. Eventually the wires get jammed in the boat's propellers, and start winding around them more and more, which starts pulling the plane in closer and closer to the boat. The captain is standing at the stern of the boat waiting for the right time, holding very long scalpel-sharp swords/tools, to make sure the crash is it's inevitable, and at the last moment he makes a slashing motion and severs both cables, saving the day.

+ wild dog attack in childhood home, I try to force them back out the sliding glass door which has come off of its tracks. I'm simultaneously trying to pull the door back onto its track so it will lock, and keep the dogs out, and my (son?) is standing there not helping me. I'm pushing the lead dog out by its muzzle and teeth and it's biting my fingers. The dogs want to get to my cat inside the living room?

+ friend's home: she's serving me her Indian food entree, big and squishy bread thing with orange Indian flavored sauce. I take a bite of it and appreciate the subtle flavors. She apologizes for using "too much <of some spice>," I say no, it's great, I'm really enjoying it.

A woman is feeding her baby (a newborn but about 2-3 times the typical size), cradling it in her arms, and constantly wiping all the food/burp/etc. off of the baby. The mess gets all over the woman's arms and she says "I can't work when I have that stuff on my arm!"
Then a weird sequence of a close up of me feeding this baby a big spoon of green baby food, its mouth making baby-sucking/eating motions while I try to cram down all the food into its mouth without the food going everywhere.

sexy time scene

Spoiler for explicit sex description:

I'm with a naked girl and her torso is right there in front of me, I pull her close and go down on her and give her oral. As I lick her (ahem) I expect sounds of pleasure from her but I hear a little yelp at first. Then she seems to get into it as I keep going. Later on, I'm next to her and grab her entire left ass cheek i in my right hand

The female (she's married) friend is naked, her husband is in another part of the house. I'm quite aroused/attracted to her, we walk around into the kitchen, and she lies down on the floor. I lean over and put my hand under her head and raise it a bit so I can kiss her, but I think no, that's too presumptuous, so I stand up without doing anything. Then she indicates that it's OK and that she wants it, so….

Spoiler for explicit sexual encounter:

I kneel down and lean over her face, and we kiss. It is a very sweet medium length [for me] first time make out session, I feel her lips pressing back against mine and I'm using my awesome make-out technique on her, lip pulling and sliding, etc. I also caress her very large breasts, which are surprisingly firm. I stand up and am worried about the husband coming in on us, but she's still lying down there and I see her breasts (which are still large but look a bit flat/deflated now), and I decide to risk it and bend down and give one breast one last goose

.
The husband comes in, and says he's going to cook hot peppers with chicken. I'm already full from the earlier food but don't say anything. [Something about holding a folder with small cut out letters in it as the husband enters the room].
These are the friends GaSa and DeSch.

WBTB
[Wake, excited by the awesome make-out session, recalling for a while, wake up fully.
It's still early and I still feel like I could sleep some more. Eventually decide to dedicate myself to falling asleep and dreaming again, lots of repetition of mantra "Remember, I'm dreaming…" with relaxation. Eventually I start to imagine separating from my body as well, and that seems to do the trick]

BTS:

+ settling in to the chair at the dentist, taking off my bag and laying it on a stool to my left. The dentist comes in on my right and is holding my new crown with a pair of tweezers and says "Look, here it is! Isn't it a great color match!?" I can't see it so ask for it to be brought closer, and I have a DO view of it against my front teeth [even though it's a molar crown] and it does seem a good match. I'm a bit confused, though, because I don't remember sitting for the crown impression earlier, how's they make it without the impression?

+ I'm in a large exercise gym, there are large piles of large cushions around. I take a running jump and try to get on top of one pile, but my jump it pathetic and I slowly slump off to the ground. I get up and try again with the next pile farther on, getting really good running start, and jump, but I just can't get any air and I end up having to claw/pull my way up with my muscles. My wife is on the farther pile of cushions.

+ Observing a LaCrosse game [hi, you know who! *wink*]
There is a scene in front of a LaCrosse goal: the female defenders are making illegal blocks of the male who is trying to block the throw of the female goalie. The referees call the girl's team for a foul. The male team gets a free shot at the goal. The male player tosses the ball in a high arc with his hand towards the top-right portion of the female team's goal, it's a tricky shot because that part of the goal is obscured by a mini net and you can't get a lacrosse stick up there to block. But the female goalie is really good, and she catches the ball anyway and throws it back into the field. I then go and stand in the goal and look up at the tricky part, and decide it's not so hard to catch balls coming in that way.

+ sex on a bench. I find myself at a bench with two girls sitting right next to each other.

Spoiler for explicit sex scene:

I'm kneeling in front of the girl on the (my) left, but the girl on the right grabs my attention. She's a very skinny/petite/athletic and very dark skinned black girl. I scoot over to be in front of her and say something like "I always wanted a girl like you" I notice she has a flat chest and sort of athletic arms as I start motioning my hips. She's naked. I look down to see her (ahem) and there's not really anything there. At this point I feel like I have some control over the situation and say "OK, show me a p***y!" I look down again and see a somewhat vague but definite (ahem). Now I'm moving my hips and having intercourse with her. I look down and see my own (ahem) inside her. I'm moving in and out, at one point I pop out and reach down and push back inside and keep motioning with my hips

+ FA/transition to a city street scene. My hips are still moving from the earlier sex scene, and I transition feeling my hips still moving, and find myself in a city street next to the curb next to a small stool. I wonder if anybody saw me moving my hips, that would be embarrassing

Walk through elegant stores in the city checking out very well dressed ladies and thinking about buying some chocolate desert. I make a few quiet remarks to some women that I pass, they all seem to be blonde. There is a desert stand near the door that catches my attention. Two little girls and their mother are standing in front of me. I decide I wanted something like a churro but they only have chocolate things: cups of chocolate ice cream, chocolate brownies, etc. I look at it for a while and decide I don't need dessert. I walk out. I throw a wrapper into a garbage can and am happy that there are so many garbage cans available in the upper end stores. I'm still hungry, and I'm heading home. I decide to stop in and get a slice of pizza at a place I "remember" [false] is on the way home.

Turns into adventure/game where I must raid a moving train. I"m standing at the end of a hallway that opens onto the outside, raised up in the air, there's a train track right next to the door running parallel (from my left to my right) to the building I'm in. The train is colored metallic green. I see a vertical shutter sliding down and almost closing, I know I must hop on to the train and open this. (Maybe this replays once?)

I'm on the train and looking through doors into extremely small corridors (doll-sized). A bad guy (full sized) comes out of the corridor on my left. I lift up a big shiny chrome pistol and say "now you have to do what I say!" I shoot him in the face and he vanishes. I look to the left and right down the tiny door openings and don't see anybody, but I can't make any progress that way.

To my left is a normal looking narrow hallway. There are doors and cabinets spaced along the corridor. I walk carefully, alert for anyone coming out of a room. I see latched cabinet on my right, I reach over and undo the latch and open it to look inside.
But at that moment the door ahead of me on my left opens and a blonde woman walks out. She immediately turns to her left and so doesn't see me. I immediately walk up behind her, turn her to me via her right shoulder, briefly examine her face [medium attractive, short blonde hair, probably mid-30s], then I say "Hello! Did you know it's kiss day? Yes, it is!" then I swoop in for a kiss

Spoiler for mild sexual contact:

and simultaneously reach for a goose of her left breast with my right hand, and I gently squeeze it while I'm kissing her

, and I wake with my right hand making gentle squeezing motions.