memorable

I just woke up from this one.

It started out at the property of my old elementary school, I remember seeing the principal outside near the building and then I quickly turned a corner to avoid him. It was apparent that I was not allowed to be there, and I was avoiding being caught. I ended up sneaking into one of the buildings and going up a narrow stairway and opening a door to the stands of an immense stadium, there were kids on the seats and from what I could see, there were also kids on the grass below, competing in something.

I don't think I can stress enough just how huge the stadium itself was. Seriously, the place was massive.

I met an old friend of mine, Johnny, except he was only like 10 years old for some strange reason. Anyway, a bunch of the kids in the seats started throwing a ball around and kept trying to hit me with it, so I left. Johnny followed me, and I kept reminding him to stay quiet because I wasn't even allowed to be at the school apparently.

We were sneaking around various areas of the outside part of the school. There was one point where I thought he got noticed because he just said "Run" and ran ahead into some bushes.

I guess we weren't caught though? We kept moving forward into a forest area, which eventually somehow formed into a dark room with shelves in the middle.

There was a fox in it for some reason, and I remember petting it. Johnny found a fox too, and we had them sitting together in a basket before I heard my mom's voice from outside, and she said something like "I wish they'd have me here (volunteer teacher probably) when my son isn't here on Friday, when he's at FESS."

So... I was supposed to be there? No... The bell rang signaling the end of the day, so I picked up a fox, and went outside to show her. Only when I went to show her the fox, it ended up being one of the cats that we left behind at our old house a few years ago in real life, Silver.

We were both surprised that it was him, and so she gave him some food to eat, and I'm not sure what happened after that.

6 October 2015

Chapter 1: The Arcade

I was at an arcade restaurant reminiscent of Dave and Busters. I really don’t remember much about the restaurant itself outside the fact that it was huge and had a lot to it. I vaguely remember speaking to a waitress there. She was older, tall, had a brown beehive hairdo and wore heavy makeup. She was also slightly overweight. By the way she was dressed she looked more suited for a truck stop restaurant than a fancy-ish arcade place but whatever. I don’t remember what we talked about but I don’t think that I placed any orders.

I went to the Elevator and went up to the second floor. When I first stepped in I only had the option of moving to the second floor which is why I was surprised when I saw that there was a third and fourth floor. There was a balcony that gave me a view of all three floors. I can’t really describe all too well how they were laid out but I remember that it was really cool. I saw a young kid playing basket ball but the goal had no hoop, it was only a clear back board. I wondered how the third and fourth floors could be accessed when some kid dropped a pair of broken headphones by my feet. I saw the kid run away up a flight of stairs to the third floor.

Now knowing how to access the two upper floors I ran up the steps with the broken headphones. I do not remember much about the third floor aside from the fact that the floor was carpeted. The kid was not there so I proceeded up a flight of stairs to the fourth floor where I saw the kid hiding behind a billiards table. I remember trying to offer the kid his headphones back but he seemed very afraid of me. He was afraid that I was mad at him because I thought that he threw the headphones at me but I assured him that I understood that it was only an accident. Funny thing is, the kid looked like a younger version of myself.

I walked into an elevator that was on the third floor. There I saw five buttons which told me that there was a fifth floor that I have yet to see. At some point a man and his girlfriend came onto the elevator. He was tall, Caucasian, had curly hair and a light beard. He wore a green thick jacket and denim jeans. She was blond, curvy, I don’t remember much else about her appearance. Now the elevator was very old and run down. The inside was plastered with graffiti. It was nice graffiti, I could tell the graffiti artists put a lot of work into it, but it was graffiti nonetheless. The couple and I spoke and we kind of hit it off. Now unfortunately the elevator was rough going down and the man and I nervously joked about how sketchy the elevator was. The woman seemed to have no feelings about it.

The elevator began to increase in speed as it went down and I seriously began to wonder it was eventually going to snap. I knew that this building was not that tall but it seemed to take forever going down. The man and I were relieved when the elevator finally reached the bottom, however, it went down so hard that the man and I were forced onto our backs. The woman was standing at the elevator entrance jokingly shaking her head.

Chapter 2: Meet Jensen

Next thing I knew I was creating some sort of sentient exo-skin that was desperate for an endoskeleton to wrap itself around. It found an endoskeleton and had the appearance of an android like sir unit from “Invader Zim.” I do not remember what exactly happened thereafter but sometime later I was in a room at the arcade making another one of those things. This one was to be a newer version. I made this one by mixing some stuff in a bowl. The exo-skin began to take form and move about the room lamenting about how it had no form and no purpose. It sounded like that giant robot from “Courage the Cowardly Dog.” Soon an Irkan soldier came in with an endoskeleton for the exo-skin to attach to. What I found odd was the fact that the endoskeleton was equipped with an artificial brain. Why would this thing need an artificial brain when it is clearly already sapient on its own? So the exo-skin wrapped itself around the endoskeleton and once again it assumed the form of some sort android sir unit. At some point before I learned that I was making this thing for the Irkan Armada so it was no surprise to me when the android thing was called into battle. The Irkans named the android “Jensen.”

I was then view everything from Jensen’s point of view. I think I was consciously acting as Jensen. The Irkans had taken over the restaurant and were now under attack by their enemies and desperately needed help. It was weird. I was in complete control as Jensen and I knew that I was fighting for the wrong side. After all the Irkans were not a good people. They were out to take over the universe and somehow taking over this restaurant was a milestone for that goal. I knew all of this but I still fought as Jensen the android. Funny thing is, I had a feeling that the enemies were just as bad if not worse. That could be why I was fighting I think I felt that Irk was the lesser of two evils.

As Jensen, I bolted down the dark hallway where I saw an Irkan soldier firing his gun around the corridor. I ran past the corridor where I saw Irks leader under attack with his pants down. And who was this leader? John F. Kennedy! He was on the ground wrestling with this guy trying to do him in. I was having so many conflicting thoughts it’s not even funny. I was disappointed to see that a man like Kennedy would be leading the Irkan regime and yet I was anxious to save his life from this man. I knew that the man trying to kill Kennedy was bad, I just knew he had evil intentions, and that if he died it would be a terrible thing. It may make no sense now but when I was Jensen it made perfect sense, I had to fight for the Irkan Armada in spite of their overall intentions, I had to save Kennedy, I knew that the enemies of Irk could not be allowed to win but most importantly, this assassin had to die.

I rushed over to Kennedy with a stick in hand with every intention of beating his assassin to death. My first strike missed the assassin and hit Kennedy, I was warned by the Irkan Soldier behind me to be careful not to hit Kennedy. I ditched the stick and decided that it would just be easier to kick the assassin to death so that is just what I did. I kicked him and kicked him as hard as I could until he just sorta…disappeared into oblivion. I exhaled a sigh of relief; the assassin was dead and Kennedy was saved.

He got up on his hands and knees; his pants still down and still weak from the struggle. His naked mistress Marilyn Monroe rushed out from somewhere and hovered over him. She was clearly concerned for his well being. As I looked at the nude Monroe and the slightly pantsless Kennedy it became clear that this assassin caught him in a moment of coitus with his mistress. I withheld any expression of disappointment that I had mustered up…it wasn’t my place. I looked out the huge window behind Kennedy and saw what may have been a city skyline during the hours of twilight. It had to be this way. The Irkans were not good people and, clearly, neither was Kennedy. But I knew that the people they were against were worse and in spite of my trepidations I knew that this was for the best. Dale Gribble from “King of the Hill” showed up. He had no armor but he too was holding an Irkan rifle. He began to chant “Jensen! Jensen! Jensen!” and everyone followed suit including Kennedy and Monroe. Every there was grateful for the work I’d done. I guess I would just have to trust that this would work out for the best.

Trivia
The day before, I had just read the Kennedy had Monroe as a mistress. I am unsure how true that is but it was on my mind as I fell asleep.

This is a sketch, writing from ios.

1. Going with family im a bus in a trip to some old village in center of spain.
2. First thing to visit is a mansion of a russian, good guy.
3. He presents some girls, on exactly as quiet.
4. Some party at night and that girl now dresses as quiet, took some photos for instagram.
5. At the end they were bitches slaves, then run put with us in the bus.
6. Return hometown, christmas day, lets celebrate.


MENTAL NETWORK CONNECTIONS OF THAT DAY
1. Christmas, for playing ace attorney in a case of murder 25 of december.
2. Played lots of mgsv, tomorrow start mgo3.
3. Watched quiet actress in twitter

Dream 1

I was high on marijuana. I then woke up in real life and felt as though I was high, too. It may have just been tiredness, though.

Dream 2

I was on a spaceship, and it kind of looked like the Rebel ship at the beginning at Star Wars Episode 4 on the inside.

Dream 3

I was in the country. It was quite a poor area. I lived in a trailer with my family, and we were pretty poor. I then went out for a walk. I walked through town for a very long time, and eventually I came across a stadium. The stadium had a giant tented audience seat box thing (whatever they're called) around it. The tent that covered it was orange-reddish, but more orange. I went onto the box, and it was covered with hundreds of sleeping Canadian geese. I woke the geese up as I went near them.

Later on I went past the audience box thing, and I found a junk yard. This junk yard had a ton of garbage in it. There was also a track field in the middle of it, making the yard kind of shaped like a horseshoe. The area surrounding the junk yard was very forested. I entered the yard on the left side, where there was a giant structure with metal see-through floor, which lead to the audience box. I climbed over the garbage to get past the junk yard, but it was fenced on all sides except the front, so I just climbed to the other side of the entrance and went back home.

On the way home, I saw a lot of people from college. They were saying hi to me as I walked by. Eventually I got home.

Later in the day (or the next day, I can't remember) I went on another walk back to the junk yard. I got back there, and decided this time I would not climb the garbage. I just walked in, waited a few minutes, and left. It also looked like it was about to rain at this point.

As I walked out of the yard, I saw a flock of Canadian geese climbing the big metal object with the see-through floor to get into the audience box. I thought they were trying to not get wet from the rain. Then, it started raining. I started jogging home, passing by more college kids I knew. I saw a really cute girl I saw irl, and she waved to me. I waved back as I jogged home. The end.

This kind of night makes all the day work worthwhile. Not a great deal of lucidity, but some lucid moments, but fun Fun FUN dreams: flying, sexy moments, dueling, magic powers, weird/bizarre things/sights, just chock full of awesomeness!

early:

+ library, librarian unlocks collection of super rare books, the last in the world, "it's like Farenheit 451" as I caress the large, square, thin books.

+ freeway path gets progressively rougher. Sandy, hills, bumpy. They're doing construction on the road while we're driving on it. Large machines are stamping the sand in front of us. Then they turn into tall skinny naked male giants with huge flat feet and hairy butts which are fiercely stamping down the sand as we walk behind them. I don't like being so close to their hairy and smelly butts [don't actually smell anything]

+ SuBu, hold, stomach, sits chair, look in her fridge, empty but lots of stuff for making sandwiches; book report: I must gather oil from the pages (accumulated over years of fingers touching them), must scrape the oil off with something with a long thin edge like a ruler, I ask for an empty bottle with a stopper to gather this oil, I think this will take forever to gather together by scraping it off the pages.

WBTB

middle:

+ (LD#150) in office, people are gathering boxes, packing up their offices to leave, I look for the pile of flattened cardboard boxes, see a small pre-assembled boxes (sized for video tapes), keep looking, find pile of flattened boxes, pick up some (are missing some of the flaps?). Head back to my office. Catch sight of a pretty blonde girl sitting to the left among the offices/cubes. Something goes "zing!"and I'm (weakly) lucid as I walk over to her, bend over, and plant a kiss on her lips. Signature "lip pulling" as I stand up, feeling the contact, amazed at the sensations that a dream can produce. I then imagine I'd like some attention from her and sit down and bring her over
but it's vague from there, lose lucidity, or just transitions.

+ on bus S2 cracks tasteless joke, I'm sitting in middle row of bus, girl in the front (dark, middle-eastern looking with short dark hair) laughs. Turn back to look at S2 he's surrounded by girls on the seats all around, the bus is full; girl on bus playing with barbie-like dolls: one in each hand, she looks really intense, and plays like one of the barbies is shooting the other one, and shakes the hand of the shooting barbie and makes boy-noise gun sounds: "tut tut tut tut!…"; the bus is approaching the big stadium (university?), I think the driver should get much closer before he lets us off.

+ batteries outside of store, I'm working in front of the steps, blocking left entrance, a woman tries to go by, I say just use the right door. Guys sitting to my left, they say "I fucking hate batteries." I look down and I'm working on some electronics project with a lot of batteries, I echo shortly thereafter "I fucking hate batteries."

+ (vague, impressions, fragment) playing squash, serving, changing service boxes, lose count of score, playing a few points

+ I'm in a car, sitting on the front passenger seat. Then there are two investigators there standing also in the passenger seat area, rifling through the contents of the glove compartment, I'm in trouble for something I'm stashing in there? Wake up and relieved that my life is not ruined.

+ In some area with a girl dressed only in panties and a bra, maneuvering along a seated/bench (sort of like a car front seat? Related to above scene probably). In the left compartment is her stuff included her graded papers, in the right compartment is my secret stuff and I don't want her digging around in there. We're exchanging positions shuffling by each other closely and I say "don't worry I'm not trying to touch you" or something like that. I do notice her sexy butt in those patterned panties and wonder if maybe I should...

late:

+ (semi) high on cliff over rich beach houses (hundreds of feet blow), I think I should return to this spot in future dreams. I fly/dive down to a high patio on one house, the patio is empty of people, but I see a big party going on on ground floor, jump down, move to hostess,

Spoiler for sexy time, don't read if you don't like explicit descriptions:

and catch a glimpse of the nipple of her right breast through an opening in her outfit -- she's wearing a sleeveless dress. I move right up to her and grab her right breast and take it out of her dress. I'm holding it in my hand and get a good like at it, it's a lovely breast. I then give it a quick kiss/suck on the nipple, and wonder if she's going to be embarrassed about being exposed with these people around

, I pull back and hold her in my arms and I'm walking backwards through the party main room, I'm giving her quick kisses and asking her something like "did he kiss you like this?" but she never answers. I do this until we reach the far edge of the room and then stop and talk to some people.

Spoiler for sexy contents, don't read if you don't like explicit descriptions:

I realize that I've just ejaculated (masturbation) sitting on some place. There are some people (guys) to my left and right. I look down on the floor and see my stuff there floating in a layer of water, and I reach down and swirl the water around to disperse it. I also see that I've landed a good bit of it on a knitted blanket, which I then push down into the water to rinse off.

The blanket is now all wet in my hands, and I pull it up out of the water and mention to the guy to my right, "don't worry, it'll dry out quickly."

I head outside: we're near the coast of the ocean, there is fairly heavy flog/clouds but there are some breaks showing sun/blue sky, and I think that I should fly up through it to determine how thick it is.

+ magic: create mac 'n cheese factory
I'm walking by some (kids?) and someone kicks a couple of plastic gallon milk jugs, one of them floats up in the air and I immediately use my TK power with a hand gesture to "push it into space". It starts going really high and far away. Then I'm working with it in the air above me, trying to force it to become brighter (and hotter?), it is a sort of blue and gold lattice. I decide I should make the golden stuff into mac 'n cheese sauce, which starts dripping down. I call for the kids to come and eat it. Then the whole thing changes into a floating factory with whirring gears that automatically makes mac 'n cheese and dispenses it down a conveyor belt.

+ duel, "I'm old enough to Shreve!"
In some building, some vague moments with people I'm in conflict with. Move around to different rooms. Leave, then return. It's a deserted looking industrial building. I look to the far side of the room and expect a platform elevator to descend. Instead, it comes falling down quickly and crashes in to the floor, and an oldish man falls off, he appears dead. I say "Mormont's dead!" (I think he's my father?).

Outside on the street a young man wearing armor jumps down and confronts me. He says "I'm not too young to Shreve!" (I think this means killing a family member). He's killed father. I pull out my sword. He is standing over me and is wielding a white makeshift mace with many spikes on it. We engage. I block the mace and take many slashing blows at him. In between our clashes I lunch forwards and stab him solidly with the point of my blade, this will cause wounds that will gradually wear him down. He's not hitting me. I think that he has become frozen (?) and I start hacking at his arms and hands and it's like hitting thick ice, little pieces slowly chip away. At one point we're scrambling up onto a raised platform and I loose the grip on my weapon which at this point is like two round concentric shields. My opponent reaches for them but I manage to grab them back.

I didn't sleep too well last night. I went to bed around 00:15 because I really wanted to finish the book I was reading and woke up somewhere between 06:00 and 07:00. I told myself I shouldn't get up to pee, because everytime I do I have trouble falling asleep again... which is exactly what happened after I got up to pee. I did eventually sleep another hour or 2.

Dream 1
I'm at the airport, about to head back to the Netherlands from Indonesia. Me, my girlfriend (who lives in Indonesia) and some others are standing at the top of one of those ladders which is mounted on a car. I look down and see some luggage, including my 2 items. Glad to see that they're actually going into the plane. I feel sad. I didn't expect that saying bye would be this hard.

Dream 2 This dream was about Game of Thrones. Don't think there's much spoilerish stuff about it, but just in case.

Spoiler for .:

It's basically like watching tv, because I am not taking part in anything. Except the tv is all that you see. The scene takes place in a big room. It's difficult to describe, but the colours of the room were brownish and gold at least. Cersei is sitting on a chair. She is openly arguing with Marjorie in front of everyone. Marjorie pushes a kind of small pillar into Cersei's lap, letting her know she's had it with her. She turns around and starts to walk away. Angry, Cersei orders for her to be arrested and taken to the High Septen (or however you spell that). Soldiers come out to take her. Tommen shouts for them to stop, but they don't. He shouts that they have to listen to him because he is the King's Hand. He walks after them while shouting it, barely passing an older man (his grandfather?), wearing a green vest. This man calmly states that he is not. I am confused by Tommen's statement that he is King's Hand (because he is the king).

Dream 3
Again like watching television. There are two rows of brown, sober desks, standing behind one another. Each desk has enough room for maybe 4 people. It's a sort of council. The image that pops up is Sam (from GoT) wearing a brown monk's robe. One man is standing in front of the desks. There is to be a vote on several matters, but the men behind the desks refuse to vote. One of them stating that he'd vote in favour of what the guy in front of the desks is saying, but that they swore not to vote. These two desks are called the Low Chamber. The view then changes and I see at least 2 more rows of desk (though I think there were more) behind the first 2. They are elevated and called the High Chamber. Here too men are refusing to carry out their duties. To the left of the desks are two big whiteboard: one for the HC, one for the LC. The man writes something on the HC one, a shitty task to be executed by the man who stated that the HC refused to cooperate, as a form of punishment.

Dream 4
I'm sitting on a bus, laptop on my lap. I get an incoming message from my cousin who lives in another country, though the interface doesn't resemble anything I use in real life (such as FB). She tells me that it's an emergency and asks me where the key to the house is. First I think something happened to the youngest of her children, but she tells me that her child is fine. She tells me there is a fire inside the house and that she needs to get in. I try to type, but I can't hit the right keys due to all the bouncing of the bus. Which house is she talking about? Her house? No clue where the spare key is. My mom's house? There is no spare key!

Dream 5
There are two short and small brickstone walls. About 1 meter high, 2 meters in width. Behind them is another 'wall' that's only a few centimeters of the ground. They're lined up behind one another, perhaps a meter in between. There's also a streetlight just a few centimeters away from one of the walls. This is a perfect spot to practice some parkour. I hold on the pole of the streetlight and swing around, landing on one of the walls. I carefully and slowly jump around a bit, landing on my right leg, as I'm aware that my left leg is injured.* At one point I stand on only my right leg and am slowly coming up from a sort of low limbo position. It is at this point that I'm defying gravity.

I think there's a chance I might've become lucid here if the dream had not ended.

* Remember that knee surgery I talked about?

Notes:
- Tom Cruise must have been a lead character or something; I have this picture of him over an overgrown metropolis under a sunrise burnt into my memory.
- Everything in this dream had detail; everything had history to it. Materials had science behind them and every place had some sort of story. It was very vivid.

[Plot 1 begins]:
Here's the gist of the setting: I'm in a movie that one of my best friends recommended to me; it was a mixture of Interstellar and Space Marines. Essentially there were two factions in the world (far in the future): there were those who wore Space Marine suits like the picture below (they weren't called that) and those who didn't (typically regarded as poor).


There was peace between these two powers for the moment, but not for long. An ancient relic in an abandoned building defined this relationship. But I was going there to do something with it.

I'm moving in with a good buddy of mine (who I don't actually know) on the building. We’re dressed in Brink-esque clothes. A bobcat kills an opossum and then tries to fight us. We kill it.

Then we were in the building, and the relic was in some old refrigerator or something. Then Tom Cruise in his armor steps in, and we negotiate and talk about what doing this means for society. The discussion was deep and beautiful, but I wish I could remember more.

[End plot 1; plot 2 begins]:
I dunno, we were kinda wandering around in my house at night… it felt like “we” but I think it was just me.

I don't know why, but it felt like something was off; that the house was eerie. I was just wandering around, but when I looked into a room without the lights on, I could faintly see these demonic "silhouettes" of my parents staring at me like the picture below. In an Alan Wake-like manner I was able to "erase" them by shining a light at them.

This was a lucid dream but I only remember bits and pieces now it was so long. I prayd again for a long ld and got one. Before it started i was meditating and all of a sudden I got this intence vibrations in my body and could hear a vibrating tone, it was followed by a floating sensation I felt my soul leave my body ever so peacefully I did not resist I let completely go.
I found my self traveling through a worm hole or something the sensation felt so good unlike anything I've ever felt. Then I was in this huge house it was a mansion. I was siting next to my mate on a stool.
She came up to me and whispered in my ear. I know you know about what happens behind the scenes or I know you know what gifts are in store for you. (Cuz I know about the hiden cameras. And I know about what I have earned. Ether hear or in the next life.)
She told me this place has been given to you for your good work. Or somthing like that. She took me in a room with another special gift I rather not say.lol they were throwing a suprize party for me. then we all danced on the dance floor there was a mini club inside. but after that I checked out the house after that I was in shock how huge and nice it was.
I was exploring the rest of the place. In another room I met the most odd creatures ever. I say creatures for they were not human. Their body looks human but thier heads were wierd. They stood about a foot and a half tall. One looked like he had a scrunched face not deformed or ugly or anything. And he wore a blue suit with a red tie and a pointy hat. He was writing stuff down on a chock board standing on a stool. The other one was wearing a freaky blue jungle mask.
They were very nice. But I asked the one with the mask if I could do somthing to him. He said sure. His mask had a mean look on the face. So I waved my hand acrossed it and turned it into a happy face. Oh much better I said. He seemed pleased. I felt these two were a guide of mine of some sort. Maybe a teacher kind of sort very smart little dudes they were. After this my mate bumped me and I woke up.

I thought young children were more likely to dream about animals?

I heard that somewhere on the internet, so it must be true.

Anyway, this dream was oddly full of animals in at least one part, and the other part was full of people, because it took place in my old elementary school... More on that after the one about the animals.

Now, I'm not sure about the order of the dreams, it kinda felt like I randomly jumped between them, so I'm just going to put the one about the animals here first, and then the one about my school after.

HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I was in a basement that looked like nobody had been in it in years. ...It looked like a room in The Last of Us, to give you an idea. Post apocalyptic, basically. There was one window without glass, that lead outside. The window sill was at ground level outside too. I was going to climb out, but I had a tablet and I was in a chat room with a specific person who I won't mention. I kept telling them "Hang on" because I was going to climb through the window space. Not sure what this meant, but there was this caterpillar-type thing that had apparently helped me in some way. It was on the inner window sill and I thanked it before trying to put it through the window so I could climb out with it. There was snow at one point here too for some reason, but it disappeared. The creature could fit in the palm of my hand and it seemed intelligent somehow, although it did not speak. I'm still not sure how, but I know it helped me in some way.

I gradually climbed out while carefully carrying the creature at set intervals before finally setting it down on a rock... But this is where it got a little unsettling.

On the rock right next to where I set it was some sort of naked lizard creature, but it was dead, with a splatter of blood around it. I remember looking at my finger and seeing blood on the end as though I touched the little splatter by accident. This is also the only time I've ever seen blood in a dream... I think.

I looked back at what I thought was the caterpillar, but it had somehow mutated into another one of the naked lizard creatures. I wasn't sure if it was alive, and at this point, I didn't try to touch it. I remember thinking: "There's... blood everywhere."

I got up and away from the rock only to realize where I was. I was beside a really tiny stream, in between two sort of high naturally-formed walls. The land dropped down a few times like huge stairs, and I remember seeing weird frogs, a diseased cat that had somehow made its disease its power, and some sort of heavily armored talking turtle that was defending itself from some other creature who I also think was a giant frog or toad.

Something happened, and I was in a room again, trying to squish a small bug that kept running around. I found a kitten somewhere in the room after I squashed the bug, and then the dream ended. That was one of the weirder ones I've had, I'll admit.

NEXT

This one involved being in my old elementary school gym and being in an assembly.
I remember talking to a few people but not really saying anything odd. We were finally sitting in rows and guess who I was sitting behind...? Fucking John Cena. The first internet meme that has ever appeared in a dream. Once I realized it was him, my brain automatically played his theme music.

Good lord.

What the fuck, brain?

I didn't go lucid, but I had a vague thought like "...Are you fucking serious?"

God dammit.

My mother is home to help me move in on campus and woke me up this morning going on errand. I was wide awake, but my body felt hot and heavy, almost prickly with sleep. I rolled on my back, went through my lucidity check-list and back to sleep.

I'm dreaming, but not really involved, I feel like I'm floating close to my body. I walk across my house to my mother bedroom and idle a little there, wondering. Then I walk in her closet and close the door behind me. I'm trapped between her clothes and the door, but I can reach the side. I feel my way up the wall, I can't see a thing but I feel the clothes against my back and my breath pushed back to me by the closed door. I find a switch and hit it. The whole closet shake, then I feel it going down like a lift.

Now I'm interested. The doors slide open and I get out in a brightly illuminated room, the floor is linoneum and the walls painted white. There are at least three other lifts, with steel doors. No windows, I'm underground. There is a small group of people in this room, all around twenty and casualy dressed. Some of them carry backpacks, and I remember the underground rooms of my highschool. They're start to walk out, and I follow. The floor has a gentle slope upward, and we reach a double open door going outside. This place is a gigantic highschool I dreamed of before. Today it's daytime and overcast. The grassy area are neatly cut, the paths are carefully gravelled and the cement between them painted white. I know that if I turn around, I could see the impossibly tall buildings, with big, round windows half covered by wavy adornements, steel painted white; if I look on my left, I could see the topiary. But the DC keep walking. One of them is standing out from the group: He isn't anonymous, a faceless form here to be set dressing. He wears the face of someone I dislike: a brown haired, fair skined, slightly overweight young man that used to go out with one of my friend before cheating one here with a coworker. Still, he is different. I follow his along the path, and as he walks I wonder.
I lag behind, and he meet up with other men around a cart; at least three of them are gardeners, the last one is crouching a little on the side, his face away from me. I stare at him a feeling of familiarity growning.
"Eli!"
I call him out and he look up and smile. His hair are a little longer, he is less groomed that usual, but he stand up and I run to him with wings on my heels. I jump in his arms and he hold me tight. I scramble to wrap my legs around his hips and my arms around his neck; he hold my waist and my hips to keep me here. He is warm and feel solid and real. He bury his face in my hair and I almost feel him smile. I laugh and marvel at the feeling of the hair on the nape of his neck against my hand, of his light stubble against my cheek. I twist around to look at the DC that lead me here and jockingly tell him that he has a lousy taste in face. He laughs and tilt his head down, his face growing briefly pointed and almost goat-like, with strongly slanted eybrows and weird pointed strands of hair on each side of his head. He throw his head back and it's back to what it was before, but not exactly; there's something lurking there, a intelligence and some humor. He asked me: "How it is with ten more years?"
He do look older, but Still. I laugh, still clinging to Eli. Eli laugh to, and walk backward. I squee and he let go of my waist to slip both his hand under my thights. I push us away from the trashcan he was walking us to with my right foot, and see that I'm wearing cute black suede shoes with my black thigh-highs.

My mother come back home, waking me up again. I woke up still giggly and happy, Eli delighted.
I wonder who, or what was this DC. And why he wore this face, obviously like a mask...

This is one of my useful lucid dreams.

When I was in my early 20's I bought a white German Shepherd puppy. He was a picky eater and I had a hard time finding something he would eat.

One night I had a dream -

In the dream I was standing in at the foot of a set of stairs. I looked up the stairs and saw myself standing at the top of the stairs.

The me at the top of the stairs hollered "kibbles and bits"

I hollered back "what?"

Again he hollered "kibbles and bits"

I hollered "what are you talking about"

he hollered -"the dog , stupid , the dog - get kibbles and bits dog food for the dog"

I then realized I was dreaming , i hollered "okay" . I tried to hold the lucid dream , but couldn't and promptly woke up.

The next day I bought kibbles and bits and my dog loved it.

Okay, so, I haven't been on here in awhile! Wow XD It may be because of school and all but... Idk. I dreamt that I was at a huge house... with a whole bunch of other kids. At some point, I became semi- lucid. Our "Parent" was very negligent (I think that's how you spell it?) and looked exactly like my math teacher. At one point I brought up the Sword Art Online menu, and called the police. They arrived in a big black pick-up truck. I looked for all of the other kids, which was pretty hard to do. There were like, over 50 other kids. Yeah. Then, the dream kind of changed to rich people living in that house. I wanted to impress them, so, being somewhat lucid, I changed a stuffed decorative rabbit in the front yard into a real, living rabbit. I woke up at about 7 am to go to the bathroom. I came back upstairs and fell asleep. I dreamt that I met a couple of people on the internet, and they wanted me to be their artist for something. I gladly said yes. Then, I was walking through a department store, looking for them. I came across my baby brother, alone, in his stroller.

+ (f) church, priest, service, altar under a protruding "ceiling"

+ outside on steep slope, my cat is fat, because it is walking to a place where there is free food. I see an outdoor market (where food is on the ground?) besides me on the slope. My cat is behaving like something is stuck in its mouth. I think it's bones. I try to pull them out, and I take out a small segment of what looks like a fish spine of a small fish about half an inch long. I wonder if there are chicken bones in its mouth, too, but it appears to be just fish bones.

+ playing chess on a crowded dining table, it's my move, pull board to me, the table is quite crowded with plates and things and I have to push them aside first before I can reach for the board and start pulling it to me so I can make my move. Our fingers are dirty from the food we're eating, and the pieces have sticky bits of food residue on them, we'll have to clean them later. I get a look at the position and I'm confused, there are weird looking things on the board, a lots of what look like olive pits are all over the board. I ask what those are and my opponent says they're pawns. These olive pit "pawns" are everywhere, I don't remember them being there before. There are large clumps of them all along his 7th rank (my 2nd rank) about to be promoted. There are also a full row of them on his first rank. Now I know he's cheating because pawns can never be on the first rank. I say "there's no way! My queen is in the center of the board and I would never allow you to get so many pawns so close to promotion!" I'm quite upset at the cheating and we exchange angry words.

+ S2's girlfriend L is messing around with the airplane and we're getting concerned. I see myself(?) sitting under the airplane. I see that L is causing the propellers/engines to spin around, which are getting close to hitting my head. This could also damage the airplane. We run to the plan and stop her and roll the plane back to its proper place in the room.

+ pour myself a glass of champagne (or some sparkling beverage) in a quick gesture (wonder if it will foam over the rim of the glass but it doesn't, I stopped pouring soon enough) and drink it from a large champagne flute while sitting at a counter in a large, open atrium (in a casino?). A dumpy middle-aged woman with big blonde hairdo come and sits near me. She has some hair sticking out of her nose. I wonder if I should invite her to my room, I imagine being with her and it's not really an exciting prospect.

+ at the blackjack table, playing a hand. I'm sitting in the middle, directly across from the dealer. The guy next to me on my left says he's already seen 3 aces come out. I get dealt (face up) and ace. I think there can't be any more aces. I have a $10 chip in play. I take hits, I'm getting small cards, I'm trying to add up my hand. Soft 13? I get dealt 3 more aces. Still a soft total? No it's like hard 15 now. Hey, how can that be [so many aces], I ask the dealer how many decks we're playing with, he says "two," I say "ok that explains it." He deals me more cards. He's waiting for me to add up my hand. It's definitely over 21, I've busted. I bring out a $3,000 bill and say I want to change it for more chips. The dealer says "changing $100,000?" and I get a sinking/scared feeling in my stomach. No way, that's way too much money to be gambling. I look down and no it's just the $3,000 bill on the table. I tell the dealer I want it changed into half $10 and half $5 chips. The dealer is having problems figuring out how to do this change. I try to imagine how many $10 chips that would be, then to divide the amount in half and to double it to get the number of $5 chips. I think I should give this suggestion to the dealer. At some point I wonder what the minimum bet is at this table and I look around but I don't see the sign.

I imagine a guy doing a trick with his cards to change the amount of his bet after he's been dealt his cards. He waves his hand holding the cards over his chips and picks up on of his chips with his thumb and hides it against and underneath the cards he's holding. I think that's why they don't let the players hold the cards any more.

+ I arrive back in a small town to interview the residents, it's for some documentary. I've been here before, numerous times. I'm in a beauty salon, and I approach two seated people. I know them both but I've forgotten the name of the one to the right. I start interviewing them. More DCs approach, they're somewhat hostile, they don't like me doing these interviews. I recognize some as the founders of a startup I worked for. They're upset because the town (company?) is not successful and don't like the interviews. I see one young man who I "remember" was an underdog in life yet he became the successful founder of this beauty salon.

+ (f) talking (to SaPav's mother?) about how once I fell into a tide pool and got all wet. I imagine myself trying to walk around a hole in the ground, I must have lost my balance and fallen in.

+ I've given a gift to SaPav [S2 classmate]: a large self-standing clothes drying rack. It's quite tall, it reaches to my eye level. S is really excited about this gift, and starts hanging all his family's clothing on it. I say in a foreign language [incorrect I think] that "you can also hang a lot of hangers on it!" and I run my hand through the dozen or so simple wire hangers hanging down from the wires on the right side of the rack. I look at the rack, S has hung up about 40-50 pairs of really brightly colorful men's briefs. They have filled the entire drying rack's surface.

+ in some campground, I call for my son S2 to bring me "some ice cold fresh water from the lake." He says that's a great idea and goes to get it in a bucket. I bring a dirty bucket with me but decide against that, I go back and see my Sierra cup on the ground and will use that to accept and drink the water.

+ I'm walking up a path that leads out of a building to outside. I'm talking to a female university student (behind me?), I say how I used to live in this neighborhood. We're walking up an outdoor stairway (over a small chasm?) leading to a theater. "And the great thing about this location is that you're so close to the theater!" This is the back entrance to the theater. As we enter the theater I hear a rehearsal in progress, we're a bit early. I wonder if they'll let us in to the seats yet. I hear two young women singing. They're supposed to be singing unison but they're not quite perfectly together. The very slight dissonance creates a lovely effect, more interesting that perfect unison. I'm wondering if we can go to our seats, (open a door, see a lobby?), (there are groups of young people hanging around here?)

+ (f) church, priest, service, altar under a protruding "ceiling"

+ outside on steep slope, my cat is fat, because it is walking to a place where there is free food. I see an outdoor market (where food is on the ground?) besides me on the slope. My cat is behaving like something is stuck in its mouth. I think it's bones. I try to pull them out, and I take out a small segment of what looks like a fish spine of a small fish about half an inch long. I wonder if there are chicken bones in its mouth, too, but it appears to be just fish bones.

+ playing chess on a crowded dining table, it's my move, pull board to me, the table is quite crowded with plates and things and I have to push them aside first before I can reach for the board and start pulling it to me so I can make my move. Our fingers are dirty from the food we're eating, and the pieces have sticky bits of food residue on them, we'll have to clean them later. I get a look at the position and I'm confused, there are weird looking things on the board, a lots of what look like olive pits are all over the board. I ask what those are and my opponent says they're pawns. These olive pit "pawns" are everywhere, I don't remember them being there before. There are large clumps of them all along his 7th rank (my 2nd rank) about to be promoted. There are also a full row of them on his first rank. Now I know he's cheating because pawns can never be on the first rank. I say "there's no way! My queen is in the center of the board and I would never allow you to get so many pawns so close to promotion!" I'm quite upset at the cheating and we exchange angry words.

+ S2's girlfriend L is messing around with the airplane and we're getting concerned. I see myself(?) sitting under the airplane. I see that L is causing the propellers/engines to spin around, which are getting close to hitting my head. This could also damage the airplane. We run to the plan and stop her and roll the plane back to its proper place in the room.

+ pour myself a glass of champagne (or some sparkling beverage) in a quick gesture (wonder if it will foam over the rim of the glass but it doesn't, I stopped pouring soon enough) and drink it from a large champagne flute while sitting at a counter in a large, open atrium (in a casino?). A dumpy middle-aged woman with big blonde hairdo come and sits near me. She has some hair sticking out of her nose. I wonder if I should invite her to my room, I imagine being with her and it's not really an exciting prospect.

+ at the blackjack table, playing a hand. I'm sitting in the middle, directly across from the dealer. The guy next to me on my left says he's already seen 3 aces come out. I get dealt (face up) and ace. I think there can't be any more aces. I have a $10 chip in play. I take hits, I'm getting small cards, I'm trying to add up my hand. Soft 13? I get dealt 3 more aces. Still a soft total? No it's like hard 15 now. Hey, how can that be [so many aces], I ask the dealer how many decks we're playing with, he says "two," I say "ok that explains it." He deals me more cards. He's waiting for me to add up my hand. It's definitely over 21, I've busted. I bring out a $3,000 bill and say I want to change it for more chips. The dealer says "changing $100,000?" and I get a sinking/scared feeling in my stomach. No way, that's way too much money to be gambling. I look down and no it's just the $3,000 bill on the table. I tell the dealer I want it changed into half $10 and half $5 chips. The dealer is having problems figuring out how to do this change. I try to imagine how many $10 chips that would be, then to divide the amount in half and to double it to get the number of $5 chips. I think I should give this suggestion to the dealer. At some point I wonder what the minimum bet is at this table and I look around but I don't see the sign.

I imagine a guy doing a trick with his cards to change the amount of his bet after he's been dealt his cards. He waves his hand holding the cards over his chips and picks up on of his chips with his thumb and hides it against and underneath the cards he's holding. I think that's why they don't let the players hold the cards any more.

+ I arrive back in a small town to interview the residents, it's for some documentary. I've been here before, numerous times. I'm in a beauty salon, and I approach two seated people. I know them both but I've forgotten the name of the one to the right. I start interviewing them. More DCs approach, they're somewhat hostile, they don't like me doing these interviews. I recognize some as the founders of a startup I worked for. They're upset because the town (company?) is not successful and don't like the interviews. I see one young man who I "remember" was an underdog in life yet he became the successful founder of this beauty salon.

+ (f) talking (to SaPav's mother?) about how once I fell into a tide pool and got all wet. I imagine myself trying to walk around a hole in the ground, I must have lost my balance and fallen in.

+ I've given a gift to SaPav [S2 classmate]: a large self-standing clothes drying rack. It's quite tall, it reaches to my eye level. S is really excited about this gift, and starts hanging all his family's clothing on it. I say in a foreign language [incorrect I think] that "you can also hang a lot of hangers on it!" and I run my hand through the dozen or so simple wire hangers hanging down from the wires on the right side of the rack. I look at the rack, S has hung up about 40-50 pairs of really brightly colorful men's briefs. They have filled the entire drying rack's surface.

+ in some campground, I call for my son S2 to bring me "some ice cold fresh water from the lake." He says that's a great idea and goes to get it in a bucket. I bring a dirty bucket with me but decide against that, I go back and see my Sierra cup on the ground and will use that to accept and drink the water.

+ I'm walking up a path that leads out of a building to outside. I'm talking to a female university student (behind me?), I say how I used to live in this neighborhood. We're walking up an outdoor stairway (over a small chasm?) leading to a theater. "And the great thing about this location is that you're so close to the theater!" This is the back entrance to the theater. As we enter the theater I hear a rehearsal in progress, we're a bit early. I wonder if they'll let us in to the seats yet. I hear two young women singing. They're supposed to be singing unison but they're not quite perfectly together. The very slight dissonance creates a lovely effect, more interesting that perfect unison. I'm wondering if we can go to our seats, (open a door, see a lobby?), (there are groups of young people hanging around here?)

WBTB attempted: 10:30 - 5:45 (7.25 hours) Felt first wave of heaviness/vibrations stage then lost awareness to a racing mind. I think I slept to long before I tried.

I was going to a new world with a bunch of people and we entered a beautiful valley with a bunch of people. It had a weird feel to it like it was a mine-craft world but much more detailed then that, at least for certain aspects (water). Me and Simon were the creators of the world and we were almost done making it. We were just setting up objectives now and putting hidden objects in tough places to be found by players. We were debating whether or not we should be putting the lamp in the mouth of the water fall (It was a mouth of a face, really cool look). Or the skull shaped rock. As we were talking Simon soon got fed up and launched the lamp up at the water fall with inhuman strength and accuracy. Here is where the dream got cool. The genie popped out and started busting a tunnel through the back of the the water fall, it shook the whole earth and he kept going into the valley walls and busting back out. The whole place shook. He passed under us like a mole and that was the height of the shaking sensation then I woke up.