memorable

It's night time and dark, I'm in a a town center. I enter a bar. By a video poker machine a friend of mine puts in his few remaining coins, hoping to hit it big. To my complete surprise he gets a full house and the coins come rushing out the return slot, he and I both smile with excitement. I look at the people in it, they all look a bit odd, some are very short, others have weirdly exaggerated features, I see a few people in wheelchairs without legs. All of them are middle-aged men. The cigar and cigarette smoke is too much for me and I leave, out into the cool night air.

Outside as I walk down the familiar square, the light posts illuminating the street, I see small pictures placed around. They are painted by kids and look pretty abstract, they all have descriptions in two languages under them. Are they made by students of my old school?

By the train station where I left my bike there is a small, maniacal man on a bicycle, he's dressed like a biker with a leather jacket, a bandanna covers his face and he is wearing sunglasses. He is really annoying, driving circles around and around past people, he reminds me of a mosquito that I want to swat. As he passes me again and I turn to look at him I see a guy behind me kick him hard and the guy falls off the bike, what a relief. The maniacal guy gets on the bike again and drives right at me, I kick him in self defense, he hits my right ankle. I wake up with it feeling a bit sore.


In an episode of Rick and Morty, we are in some kind of odd, orange-colored place, the hills warp up and down. Morty is trying to get a giant boat into dock, there is no water though, must be sci-fi boats. In the large hangers I see each boat is named "Giant of the Sea". Rick wonders why all boats are named so lamely.

Gerry is walking around, the parking of the boats, or something else, has torn up the hillsides and the roads, he is pretty confused. An alien doctor gives him a drug that makes him totally content and happy. He continues walking, saying it's amazing that he can just be and feel completely contented, he doesn't even feel as if he'd ever want to take the drug again.

With my mom and sister on a train, outside it looks cold and sunny. We are sitting in the space by the door, as if the train is very full. A conductor comes by to sell tickets, I have no money and just ignore him. Right afterward a ticket inspector comes by, I feel a sting of panic. They check my sister's and my mom's ticket. When the bald, bearded and tough inspector looks at me, my mom says I live really far away, I'm just using this train to connect. I feign illness and a few very good looking female conductors in uniform come and help me out of the train and on to the platfrom. It looks like one of the stops outside the larger city, snowy and busy. I pretend I can hardly stand up and pretend to almost fall over a few times. I feel shame for doing this but also don't want to get a fine. Eventually when I get far enough from the train I "drag" myself away and thank them for helping.

My cellphone rings and it's my friend S who wants my opinion on a board game she is developing. She wants me to come over and take a look at it. I'm walking through the windowless halls of the train station, talking on the phone and at the same time trying to find my way through. I reach another windowless room where I can see a small nursery, orangey light comes from the fluorescent overhead lamps. Turning around to go back down the staircase I reminisce to S how I used to love board games as a kid and had a large collection, I see some board games on a small table before I leave the room, I'm glad she asked me for my opinion.

Buying lobsters and crayfish with my mom on sunny day, I didn't know she liked to at them. We go down a road by the coast where there are lots of wooden cabins that sell them. My sister is nice to me and talks to me about getting life on track. Isee a cousin of mine, there are DVDs on the table, I recognize Who Framed Roger Rabbit and some other 90's movies, haven't watched those in a while. I'm wearing different paired socks. I apologize about falling asleep watching South Park and leaving the TV on.


Sunset, images of a discussion on the religious experience on papyrus or parchment, ink words in Latin. I make out the word "DivinicusHorror", something about awe? Outside an apartment, there are people who live here that started a Reddit thread about the subject. I climb up the stairs outside and get to their door. I hesitate to knock, there are others here with the same thing in mind. As the rest leave I get a sting of courage and I knock on the door. It opens and a young guy answers it. I ask him "hey, heard of about your discussion. Want to talk?", thinking I have nothing to lose. He lets us in, and I start shaking everyone's hands. Some of the handshakes are awkward, our hands go in the wrong place but we nevertheless try to continue the shake.

More people come it. A group of girls come in and I meet one of them. She has a green dress and and I think she has red hair? I ask her where she's from and she says she's from Sweden. I get nervous, say I'm from pretty much everywhere. She holds on to my hand and I swirl her around and I sink into a hypnotic state, I look into her eyes and she continues, says she took the train here. As I swirl her around with my one hand I see her face begins to turn small and white and her eyes become beady and small and black, like an alien.

Nice to get an epic again. Hope this signals continuing return of recall.

+ military theme, mech girl, bike ride
I see trucks carrying huge missiles drive by.

I'm standing outside in daylight at an intersection with a cute girl inside a big mech warrior suit. I'm talking to her but she doesn't respond. At one point I stick my hand which is wearing a light and loose glove into the mech's arm/leg and some moving gears inside catches the glove. I realize that my hand is stuck and is getting pulled slowly but surely close to the moving gears which will probably at least take off a finger. I manage to dislodge my hand (by pressing on some lever on the mech?). I'm asking the girl something, but she just turns away and walks off with the mech into some trees, then heads back to the road and (I think) to camp. I think if I should try to follow her.

Follow on foot, or on bike? I'm then riding a bike (thought of my father?), like my old Schwin 5-speed with the banana seat and high handle bars. There is only one hand brake, on the left handle bar, and I use it to stop. I think about trying the pedals to see if there is a brake there, but there is no bake on the pedals. I'm riding down some hills, and I stop and turn around and ride back up.

+ epic: baseball stadium, colleagues, terrorists, space ship, captive?

I'm in a parking lot outside the stadium. Cars are parking. I'm on foot but want to find a parking spot. There aren't many spots left in the preferred parking. I walk to the normal lot and there are plenty of spots here, but people continue to arrive. I go to the parking ticket dispenser. I'm standing in a spot that I want to park in, but how can I reserve it, I need to keep this spot and go get my car and park here. Should I leave the ticket here on the ground?

Inside the baseball stadium, I enter and am at a concession stand. At the stand buying food is my old colleague from company R (then company N), WaDo. He's there with his young son [false]. He has a mustache and kind of crazy-looking "Einstein" hair. He son looks just like him, just a lot smaller, including the mustache! I'm standing nearby him and as he turns away from the counter and his gaze passes over me, I wave energetically and say "Hi, W!" and wait for him to notice me. But he seems not to recognize me. He's approaching some stairs going down and I talk to him some more. He stops to talk to me and places his tray on the top of the banister, but he misses and the tray falls to the ground, he doesn't seem too upset about this, he just says "Oh." Then he mentions that he never got that email from me about <something>. Then I "remember" that I did indeed forget to send it, it wasn't critical though just some question.

I see then colleague JiMa (company 3), he looks quite accurate. We're walking down the stairs, and I'm saying "do you know who that was? That was WD, the architect of the P-engine at (company R), he worked with famous guy JC on the application Q!"

I'm concerned about my ticket, it doesn't seem to have a seat assignment on it in the stadium. I take it out and it just has a number "58" (?) on it. My wife gave me these ticket stubs, maybe I'm missing the seat assignment. JM says that I should have the PDF file that contains the information.

I'm inside my room with my wife and (younger) kids. I see a door and go out. There's a second door beyond the first door, but I can't reach it without letting the door to my room close. I go out and the door to my room closes. I then go out the second door. I'm in a narrow twisty corridor with lots of unmarked doors. I start to panic and want to get back to my room. The corridor floor is curved (like the cross-section of a slide) and colored with "dots" (?). I'm moving through sequences of doors and finally emerge to a large open area.

The first thing I see is another concession stand but it's just a bar. I think "oh, so this is where my son went," to sneak away from us and drink beer. I see my son sitting nearby with a friend and expect to see a glass of beer in his hand but he's not drinking beer actually. I also see the end of some amusement ride: it is a stand-up ice slide. People wear slippery attachments to the their feet/legs and balance standing up as they slip down the twisty frozen slide. I see some attachments on legs that look like casts (for broken legs).

I hear no noise from the crowd and I think that means our team is probably losing. JM is there again with me. At some point someone narrates about tall glass buildings where the glass reflects the light and it gets in everybody's eyes.

I'm standing in a corridor and there are 3 suspicious looking guys. Their faces are covered by black balaclavas, and they have a lot of things strapped to big vests that they're wearing. I clearly see a hand grenade attached to one guy's vest, eventually I think he's carrying 3. They're all acting very nervous and are continually fidgeting and adjusting their gear, opening zippers and pulling out things and attaching them to their vests and then closing the zippers. I think they're terrorists.

I'm in a space ship, we're preparing for a massive battle with many other ships. Now the critical auction for ammunition is beginning. Our captain steps up (a man at this point), he's very experienced at munitions auctions and we urge him to hurry. He quickly steps up and says "15,000 for 15,000!" He ends up buying 355 missiles. These missiles are then placed as golden squares on the consoles around our ship. There is a lot of room for more missiles on extended munitions systems, but they say that these extensions are not reliable.

I'm walking through the ship talking to somebody (JM from baseball?), and am feeling confident that with 355 missile we'll triumph. I say "we'll (use lasers?) on the easy targets and mop up the rest with the missiles" (?). Our captain is now a young woman, and I point her out to my friend and say she is an extremely talented captain. I'm searching for the right phrase, and say "she's the Mozart of space ship captains."

I'm now wearing a vest with lots of pockets on it, and apparently I'm a captive being taken somewhere. I check my pockets and think that I put something in the pockets back in the baseball stadium. I feel for a small item but nothing is there. I'm looking for a weapon, like a knife. In a room I see a scalpel and a small round black plastic rubber ring/plug in a zip-lock baggie by a door, but I don't pick it up. I think I'll find something else in some room. I'm walking with (my captors?) through the rooms in the ship, and when we reach an intersection, they walk forwards and I quickly zip into the side passage (which is just another entrance to the same room it turns out), and I'm continuing to search for a weapon to hide but don't find anything. At this point a young man with black hair (who is the son of other colleagues from company K who got married), he's looking harried and is also a captive/stowaway.

With a poignant story, To the Moon explores the premise of two doctors completing a patient's final wish before his passing. The dream started off in the game; I laid on the floor face down as the screen fades into pitch blackness. Not too long into the game, I found myself inside the accompany of a ghostly figure lurking beneath the shadows. I barely made out who he or she was; I barely opened my eyes.

"Don't worry, Sxerks. The doctors will be here shortly." Those were the words of a carer of mine, Lily. Lily was originally a babysitter, but ever since the passing of my girlfriend, she had cared for me. Like, a girlfriend would. Suddenly, I felt extremely ill. She had pulled me upstairs, and into bed, where she sat by my side. Soon enough, the doctors arrive. They examined that the illness was terminal, and that I had two days to live.

Lily felt devastated. Her hands were covered in tears streaming down her soothing face. The doctors comforted Lily, and asked whether I had any last wishes. She replied that I've always wanted to travel to the moon. I've always had the curiosity of what the moon was like. Ever since the passing of my girlfriend, I promised myself that I would see her again in the moon. After all, her last words were: "We'll meet again soon..."

Each night, I found myself with someone. She may not be physically there, but spiritually, she's with me. Each night, she would write on the blackboard what she wanted me to do. One night, it was "We'll meet in the moon"; the next night, it was "You're not alone". But tonight was different, she wasn't there. She wasn't by my side when I needed it the most; when I felt terminally ill.

The doctors agreed to take me to the moon. Traversing back through all of my nostalgic memories, I often found myself pondering and contemplating about what I've experienced during my life. Soon enough, the most tragic and hardest memory they've come across was when I was in my late childhood years. It was a misty morning of 2009, my family and I travelled to the vet to pick up my dog who was extremely ill. As soon as we walked into the room, the vet, depressed as she was, broke the depressing news. Her face broke into dejection, as she delivered the news. Our dog was terminally ill, and was taken out of its misery.

The family broke into tears, but they're not as affected as I am. I stood there, frozen, because I didn't believe the news. Or, at least, I didn't want to believe the news. I slowly walked to the draped curtains, and saw my dog lying on the bench. I tried to talk to the dog, but to no avail. I wanted the final say before we left in disconsolate.

Soon enough, the doctors manage to find a way to take me to the moon. I hopped into the rocket ship and waited. The rocket took off; the stars were beautiful close up, and guess who was waiting on the moon? My girlfriend. I had kept my promise and saw my girlfriend, as the heart monitor came to a final dead line.

23 September 2015

Her name? She had no name as far as I knew or if she did I never had a chance to know it. I suppose “Kimmerle” would be a fitting name for her. A name that means “grief and trouble.”

Kim’s profession is still fuzzy to me, I’m not even sure if she had one per se but as I observed the events of her life unfold from her point of view throughout the duration of this dream it was clear that, at least for a time, she was embarking on some investigative journalism. It began during the day, there was a party being held in what appeared to be the basement of Victory Bible (a church I attended when I was younger). This woman’s intentions were unclear but as far as I could surmise she was attempting to get some intel on an older gentlemen who was attending the party. He was sitting in the back while everyone else was enjoying the party. He was an elderly man, with little hair left on his scalp. He wore glasses and white polo shirt with cackies. She sat with him and spoke about…something. I can not well remember what that something was but I know that it pertained to the personal lives of a number of the people at this party and that if word of their conversation got around there would be repercussions. It is for this reason that Kim and this man kept this conversation to themselves. At some point the man got anxious and demanded Kim to leave him and stop asking questions. I suppose they were getting close to getting caught. I vaguely remember a woman becoming frustrated with Kim and the man for some reason. She may have been on to what they were talking about.

Although I was viewing everyting from Kimmerle’s point of view I was aware of her appearance. She had light brown hair and was slightly tan. She had it down in curls. At least that was the case when she was at the party but things changed when she got back to her home. For one thing I saw that she lived in an anacronistic Victorian style home and while I have no memory of her looking in any mirrors I know that her hair had changed from brown to brunette and was up in a bun. She was no dressed in a dress reminescent of the ones that were worn back in the Victorian era. The house appeared to have electricity.

In this point in the dream it was nightfall and it appeared that Kim’s life had gotted drastically worse. Her mother was sick and bedridden and her sister along with other members of her family ostricized and criticized her. It seemed that she did not have a friend in the world at this point and I could tell that she was very unhappy with where her life was. It was imlied that her mother’s condition was somehow her fault. I am not sure if this was in any way related to the interview she conducted with that man. All I could tell was that something had gone horribly wrong, her mother was sick and dying as a result, her family was scornful towards her, and whatever it was that had gone wrong may have been all her fault and I think that she did blame herself for whatever events had transpired.

This may have been a single dream but the events hereafter appeared to take place over the course of several days. I was even able to witness Kim crawl into bed, go to sleep at night, and wake up the next morning. I don’t remember the details of the events but I do have vague memories of family members coming in to give Kimmerle a hard time. Even her own mother whome Kim was keeping in her house had nothing but harsh words for her. Three days seemed to pass.
On the third night Kim was playing a game on her laptop. She was sitting outside the house. I got the sense that this was a means of escape for her since her life was basically a mess. At some point I gained control of Kimmerle’s body and looked up at the sky. The Earth was rotating much faster than normal as I could actually see the stars racing across the sky. I was not aware that this was a dream but somehow I knew that time was passing by faster than normal and now I knew why. It was mezmerising, I had always wondered what it would be like to see a real live timelaps of the stars making their rounds. But at the same time there was something terrifying about it. For some reason I could only look up at the sky for short period of time because seeing the sky like this filled me with fear. I saw the sun was beginning to rise so (still in Kim’s body) I rushed back inside as I know her mother would not be happy find her daughter spending her nights out playing games (I am not sure how I knew that or why I even cared).

Another day came and went and the events were lost in memory. At this point Kim had regained control of her body. It was now the fourth night. Kim was lying in bed getting ready to go to sleep but then she heard a noise. Somehow we both knew that it was a man in her mother’s room although neither of us was sure what is intentions were. At this point it felt as though Kim and I shared control of her body. Her will was mine and my will was her’s. We both wanted to make sure that mother was alright but neither of us actually wanted to go out there out of fear. I am not sure if Kim was really aware of my presence within her soul (I guess I was within her soul, I’m not sure how else to describe it). When we peeked out the door of Kim’s room we saw the silhouette of a man scurrying out the front door. At this point we shut the door and proceeded to panic. We were not really sure what it was that were afraid of but something about that man’s aspect really spooked us. The last thing I saw was the window of Kim’s room. The curtains were shut and there was an orange light coming through.

I awoke in a cold sweat, my heart was racing. I don’t know what it was that frightened me just then but I was happy to be awake.

Didn't do a proper WBTB due to my comfy bed. Bad bed, no blanket for you. Tonight I'm drinking a big glass of water before crashing in, that'll make me get up

I'm in a brothel that is in a small castle/manor, everything is in perfectly restored and look brand new rather that antique. The period is Louis XIV, very intricate and lovely, if overbearing, the saving grace being that everything save for the sparse furniture is in very light, delicate color, pastel blue, pink and orange, with long windows covered in veils. It's dark outside, probably at night, but I can see the flash of car light from time to time. The employees of this fine etablissement are all wearing period clothes, it's gorgeous. The owner is in a pale blue dress that span for at least 3 meter on each side of her, with a powdered wig full of ringlets. She is not paying any attention to me, probably becaue she's very flushered about the arriving of a man she call "the king" and about the girls she want prepped for him. I'm wary of this man, and my feeling are comfirmed when a man in tight and a pale golden valet uniform ask her want's going to happen if one of the girl started denying him or being mouthy. She tells him with a mix of coldness and incaring-ness "There will be a bit of a beating for the bitch, even if it's not dinking night."
I suddently know that I'm infiltrated here, probably to dismantle this brothel, but I need to protect the girls. I walk in the room they are prepping for the king, with is very large with a hight celling and a lovely embroidered cloth wallpaper in a arious soft hues of green, the same cloth used for the bed canopy and sheet the armchairs. I ask the girl present to give me a dress. She show me a closet and keep making the gigantic bed, looking a little fratic. I open the closet, which is absolutly packet with dresses that look really modern, but I pull a dark green one with golden embroidery. On the hanger it's knee-lengh, slightly fitted with a ronded collar and short sleeves, but when I put it on it turn into a period dress. I strat putting on air and snobbily ask a male employee where the hair dresser is. He promptly start panicking and run off to find him. I walk out behind him look as brattish as I can, and right outside is a small, graying, bended over man that look a little like a frightened mouse in his dark outfit. I toss my hair*, and tell him "You better not be late!" before walking in a bathroom. I start searching it, looking for something that could help me protecting the girls, then I woke up.

* As my hair almost reach my knees and are thick and curly, he looked even more scared, which is the usual reaction I elect in hairdressers

I do look a little like Charlotte La Bouff from the Princess and the Frog, with long brown hair and pale skin.

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So, if you guys are unaware of this game, Journey is an amazing immersive game. You play as a red robed figure in the midst of a desert. What's striking, however, is that there are no words to read off of; the only communication that you have is with a buddy randomly joining your server. You don't know who (s)he is; you don't know whether or not you've played with them before. And yet, it's so captivating. The music pounds your ears, but in the best way possible as you fly, slide, and jump your way around the vast open world that Journey has to offer.

My dream started off how it normally would; I would be immersed straight into the game. No distractions, it was just full-on exploration as I flew across the gleaming sand, climb on awe-inspiring mountains, and slid across the mountaintops. The fact that I could experience this in a first-person like view was just one of the most amazing dreams I've ever had.

What's even more surprising was that I was abruptly interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming my way. I didn't comprehend what that was until the second I looked over my shoulder to find a mysterious robed-like figure staring right back at me over at the mountaintops. I walked over to it cautiously, as it glissaded past the fluorescent sands. As soon as it stopped, I understood it was another person in my dreams. I investigated it, because I didn't know the gender of this robed figure, and attempted to talk to it. The robed figure didn't respond, rather it lead the way to one of the most genuine and most captivating scenery I could imagine. Across the mountaintops stood one of the most beautiful topography I could even begin to describe.

To my right stood a riverside, trees were swaying over the top of the river as the reflection subtly faded away. Clouds slowly faded in and out of the shot, as the winds were blowing away softer than silk. There was a waterfall not too far to the rivers, and the sound of water tingling away into the rivers was enough for this experience to be one I'll always remember as the "most beautiful thing ever".

To my left stood obscured mountains faded through the tough mist of fading clouds. Look below the mountains, and you'll find a village right to a lake. My jaws dropped at the very sight of this, as the blowing of sand suddenly interrupted the sheer amazing scenery I could ever dream up. I walked back down the slope, to find that the red robed figure was looking away into the clouds. The red robed figure appeared to float upwards and eventually fade into the air.

This was one of the best experiences that I could ever dream of, and will always be one of the best immersive dreams of one of my most favourite video games.

A few days ago I had a dream about inter-planetary travel. The system was rudimentary and didn't have any complexity to it at all. I remember traveling to planets faster than the speed of light, I remember watching the colors and stars fly by in a stream of constant light. Me and an unknown male visited 5 unknown planets. When we made our departure back to home base I saw myself as a young man, and I was an old man by this point with long grey hair. I cannot recall the purpose of the journey. When we would get ready to travel to another planet I remember feeling completely stressed out, I remember the colors and actually recall a remark I had made in dream about the colors. "Maybe I should bring these! (crayons), they would look so beautiful when we're on our way." I said this because of how the colors streamed because of our speed. The ground would rumble and in a flash of the whitest light I've ever imagined of we would be zooming through the cosmos.

I woke up and immediately scratched down the basics of the dream. I sat up in bed just smiling, I was so amazed by what I had just dreamed of. However, my girlfriend wasn't too happy when I clicked on the light at exactly 3:33 AM.

Well I don't recall being lucid in a while but I am remembering my dreams so I guess it's only a matter of time.

This dream was from Saturday September 19, 2015, these are a bunch of fragments, but one turns out to make me say HUMMM.

It started in the yard of someones house where I picked up two pecans to eat....while they were getting ready.... after that we get in the car and I start driving...
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Started driving on the expressway we see a police car driving on the opposite side, suddenly they turn around. But doesn't stop us, but speed past. Then we see another car hiding behind some trees....dream switch

The last fragment......I was working with other people cooking in a kitchen (could have been a jail idk) getting ready to prepare a meal....But there is a man standing their giving orders. I was making buffalo chicken dip (I had never had this) He was yelling out the recipe..."tear 6 doughnuts...add 2 cups of milk...add another 100 ml of milk...get the sourdough bread break it open. While this guy is yelling I'm cooking with someone else cause I remember us tasting the doughnuts before adding the liquid. When we grab the sourdough bread to open it...the inside was spinach and cheese. ......I wake up.

***Weird thing that happened to me today, I attended a bridal shower and most of the food was spicy. Hot wings and strips from Zaxby's, and ta da ..buffalo chicken dip. lol I finally got a chance to taste some for the first time

i am in the livingroom of my old house. a girl i once have a thing with is there and i come near to her and our faces come closer. she rubs her cheek on mine i kiss her but now the looks very unhappy. i think i got bad mood after this because i stood right next to my mum and my brother. she made fried eggs and made me 4 without asking. i demonstrade and eat the one egg thats on my plate. i want to eat the other ones that are on the plate of my brother but when i get the plate its already empty and i get angry again...
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i am in a dark kitchen and take some food on my plate. i leave the kitchen and find myself in a backyard with some construction trailers where people life in etc. i sit there at a table and eat my food. i nearly eat everything up except of a steak but i am full alrdy and have a bad feeling that i put it on my plate so i need to eat it. i get lucid dont know why because of the food or the location? i stand up but still take the steak and eat it up. there is not that much of meat but more bone. i enter the kitchen again and my mum is cooking. i hug her and thank her and leave the room on the other side. i am outside and its raining. i dont want it to rain so i close my eyes and say now its sunny. i open my eyes again but its still night but no rain atleast. i want to make the clouds go away and point on them and just expect them to go and they do. i want the sun to go up and on the horizon its getting lighter but i dont manage to see the sun. then the moon rises and i think close enough. i can control the speed and the location where it rises. there are some clouds again and i want to see the moon without clouds so i push away the clouds around the moon because i now want to fly there and once had a dream where i fly in clouds and everything got grey and i woke up so this time no clouds. i start flying and this time the moon is getting bigger and bigger and comes closer. suddenly everything gets white around me and i see a circle that seems to be the moon. everything looks like drawn. the gravity flipps and i find myself on the moon. it still looks like a bad drawing with a pencil. i look up and can see shortly the earth but its not like the typical image like everyone knows "the earth seen from the moon" but more a little planet with something around maby like a logo or something. i dont look closer and start to look around what is there. there is drawn a line with something i walk by the line and find a backpack. i think about to take it with me but then decide i dont need one because i am in a dream and everything i need is just behind me. i look behind and see, that oh what wonder, i am wearing a backpack already so nevermind i think. i put it back on the ground and walk a little bit further the line and found something different i dont remember. i look up and see some people that look like guys from startrek with their uniforms. i think about if they are friend or foe but i have the feelings they dont like me. 2 of them approach me slowly and start shooting with their laserweapons. i find a supersmall little lasergun and start shooting. after every shot i need to reload her with the typical shootgun mechanism. they are now near me and are 3 guys. we shoot on each other but i often miss and the laserbeams that hit seems to have no effect. i expect that left of me is a bigger rifle, look there but instead there is a lasershootgun. close enough i think take it and start shooting on the nearest guy. i hit him now and then and after some time i think he normaly should bleed or something and with the next shot his face turn red and he starts bleeding. somehow the situation changes and we dont fight anymore. i put the shotgun on my left site and expect it to hold to the backpack and it does. one of them tells me how i should take a savepoint maby for the weapons or something? i need something therefor they tell me. i pick up another small gun and take it with me but wake up then.

Got startled awake by a phone at 9 am, only got 4 hours of sleep and mighty kitty still fast asleep, I followed his lead and got back to bed. Took me way to long to fall back asleep, thanks advertising compagny

I was in a amusement park, and I remembered that it was owned by Disney*. I was walking around in the restaurant of a hotel with big windows that overlooked a harbor. The walls were white with a wooden trim and the floor carpeted. There was a handful of buffet tables, and someone had left their bikes against one of them. Being my usual clumsy self, I knocked both of them on the floor and had a hard time picked them up. I moved one of them to a railing, them tried to move the other one, but it was really heavy. Feed up by this, I decided to lift it up using telekinesis and placed it back against the table. I started to walk away, then I paused.

Wait, I juste used TELEKINESIS. That's a dream, right?**
I looked auround, surprised. I thought this would come back, but not that quick. I tentativly walked back in the lobby of the hotel and found myself in a corridor. I looked myself over and discovered that I've wandered around wearing a pink, plushy, very short bathrobe*** all this time. Not really having a clear objective for this dream (since I thought I would have time to come up with one...) I decided to keep walking around and maybe find something interesting.
Upon finding a mirror, I tried to change my clothes. I opened the bathrobe and inveiled a multicolored, iridescent corset underneath. My arms were still kind of twisted in the bathrobe and the dream was going a little fuzzy, so I simply changed it into an short vest in the same color that the corset and slipped it back.
Shortly after, I lost my vision, everything going black and white before fading to black.
I feel like I'm waking up, and push myself back into the dream.
I ended up in front of my real house, standing in front of my window. my lucidity was very, very low, and while I was aware that it was a dream, I was pretty much a passive spectator. I turned to my left and put my right hand behind my back**** to summon Eli, but nothing came and I started to feel a weird sens of dread. I looked back behind me and saw a figure huddled against the palm tree that's in my front law, looking even crying or in pain. I quickly walked up to it, calling Eli's name. I kneeled beside the figure, but it wasn't Eli. It was an male DC, with shapeshifting features. He got up and started to cornered me. David showed up, his hair shifting from ginger to white and them back, pushing the DC away and pulling me to his side. We all walked up to the street and the male DC started to go to another house. We followed him, even if I felt unhappy about it. He entered the house and I finnaly woke up.

* That was of course a fake souvenir. And there wasn't any hidden mickey!
** a accurate reddition of my thought process, caps and all.
*** I own the same one in real life. It's comfy. And I don't wear it in public, that would cause the fashion police to come after me.
**** That was my go-to method to summon people while lucid and never failed me before (I had a better level of dream control though.) It's dead easy: put your hand behind you and expect someone slip their hand in it. I had someone putting me in an armlock once, but he was a jerk.

Once again the pictures are mainly for me to quickly relive the adventures and I will add text for anyone else reading.

Tue, 15 Sep 2015:
Awesome!!! Not sure I remember anything else the rest of the night. 1054pm to bed. No waking noticed during night until LD is over ~525am 6.5hrs so no induction done.
*Standing outside at night I look at the stars and I am astonished at how many are visible! I think this must be a dream but it feels so much like waking life!

I look at my hand and at first glance appears normal but I start counting and get up to at least 7 fingers on left hand before stopping, fully lucid.

I look back up at the beautiful sky and fly up into it joyfully. It is beautiful and I am feel myself getting more and more ecstatic and remind myself not to get over excited like a newbie...

its just so beautiful, so many stars with some typically gray clouds as noticed at night. Having flown up quite a bit I decide to level out in altitude and scan the surface below. The light starts coming up though I see no sun per se.

I noticed on the landscape below there is writing, map style, with text reading Louisiana Purchase and The River Authority.

I look closer and land on ground. Open saloon style with Fraggle Rock like characters up to my upper stomach, soft spiking separated thick strands of fur!
<but smaller nose, thicker hair that came out more like spikes narrowing to a point

Cool! I interact, touch even consider alien sex but move on. Store aisles exploring.

Rub hands furiously...better not too much or might activate sleeping waking body hands i think to myself. Cool, exploring once again but see Selena Gomez, irresistible, swoop off her clothes and we go at it.

See younger sexy female and switch, Selena is upset. Younger hispanic,

Spoiler for sexual content:

puffy nipples, especially on right nipple, she indicates that it's sensitive when licking and kissing it so I slow down. Intercourse with both, separately. Wake fully affected and

feels like early night LD but is actually 6.5 hours in. #382
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Fri, 11 Sep 2015:
Some dream where I produce something involving higher technology (virtual reality related?). I produce something to keep the person in front of me interested to continue.
Something with real estate?
*SSILD after longish period of browsing VR articles. Performing the cycles seemed a little bit hard to get the visual part at first because of all the screen viewing during WBTB. Finally was able to focus on the black backs of my eyelids and not all the color popping. The dream entry was wild style but I don't think I maintain consciousness all the way through. I am air swimming to enter the dream world fully from this Netherland I'm in. I begin to fly and I can hear sounds in the distance and I get inspired to find the stadium like I've been wanting to do and I tell myself after I turn it will be down and below me. it works on the second turn but everything is not clear yet . A stadium is down below in a slight fog when I head down there.

I am flying around the stadium imagining awesome reactions from the crowd and seem to get some faint oohs and aahs. I also experiment with flipping through the space inside the stadium

and it feels very realistic doing big aerial upside down circles later going down for cheerleaders but find an average looking female in short shorts, still awesome!

Later false awakening and go back in DEILD style from inside dream realm I feel I never returned to my physical bed...and find girl Friday awesome again! So in this second entry I am confused at first that I may be waking up and writhing around in bed with my wife wondering what I'm doing or dreaming about, but I do my motion trick convinced enough with that to say I'm still dreaming and feel another dream forming. I feel around in the darkness of this still forming dream and know that I will reach out and find girl Friday and I do!
<a representation of my Girl Friday
I am so excited to see her and kiss her passionately and I remember how I plan to waste no time by removing clothes manually and instead just swooped them off her in a single wave of my hand.

Spoiler for sexual content:

We have intercourse and I focus on the feeling of entering her slowly and carefully, raising the anticipation for both of us.

it feels very realistic! When I eventually wake up for real I can feel the difference and that's where I came up with the conclusion that those previous re-entries to dreaming were from a dream state and not from a partially awakening state. it makes me want to poll other people that are very experienced with DEILD. Almost forgot! One scene fade I could see myself up close just one side of my face and one eye due to proximity to myself it seems. Pretty accurate representation of me. Could I have been out of body, I ponder briefly. #380-381
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Wed, 9 Sep 2015 - SSILD, 2 aha moments: boldness and sex with multiple partners and then later with a caught FA caught of wife in bed when I knew she already left for the day. #378-379

Mon, 7 Sep 2015 - *430-5am phone browsing. Very unfocused at first with intention to do SSILD. "As soon as I am inside a new scene I know that I'm dreaming." 2 aha moments. One was taking off flying over pews inside big empty 1.5 story church to catch up to something and the other was boldness..seeing some cute girls in the busy hallways outside of the empty auditorium of the church, I think it was at a church also. Hallways somewhere. I had sexual experiences with so many girls. There was a cute somewhat overweight white girl with smallish breasts but still sexy/exciting undressing her. A girl with sexy shorts on. Some I call out to them and they engage with me. Some I have to catch up to. All tons of fun. Towards the end I am carrying one lighter skinny sexy thing and alternate between cradling and holding her front and center

Spoiler for sexual content:

with me inside her

as I walk around. I wake affected. Felt like a longer, maybe 8 to 10 minutes LD, possibly more. I remember waking and being very satisfied when I had a longish LD without G. #376-377

Sun, 6 Sep 2015 - I decide to go back inside the sports arena after leaving and it is quite far away and I get the idea to fly and do fly and fully realize I am dreaming. I speed up flying and when I get there it is a completely different place. Fun messing around with a DC sitting on picnic style table in a restaurant. #375
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Sat, 05 Sep 2015 - A Girl Named Snow!
WBTB with SSILD. I come across three siblings that I have met before either as a false memory or in a previous dream. Two brothers and a sister. they can see I'm struggling to remember their names and one of the brother says her name is Snow. Oh yes I know, good to see you all again. Snow is very pretty and pure, innocent.

We go off on our own. We like each other. I give her a kiss it feels so wonderful. I ask her if she wants to have sex and I realize I am dreaming. Start to remove her clothes unbuttoning her jeans and unzipping them and pulling them off and I think about just mentally removing them but I continue since I'm already half way done and remove my clothes too. visuals get a little weak but I continue and begin intercourse and visuals come in and out. I eventually wake smiling big despite turmoil IWL. #374

This is continued from the previous entry!

Dream 3: My dog was a fluent speaker and he and I often had conversations, so long as he was sure that we were the only ones there. Now I can't remember what we would talk about, but I do remember that I never told anyone, even though I really wanted to. You see, my dog could talk because he was actually Kevin Bacon, a tulpamancer [I don't know.].

One time the two of us (my dog and I) went to a cathedral and spoke for a really long time, but then some church-goers that were somewhat older came in and seen us. They didn't hear him talking, but they did pull up something or another that was supposed to tell me how I really feel (or something; I really can't remember this point very well). One older man was confused, but a middle-aged woman, who I think was my old school's librarian, told him that I was "always like this" and not to worry about it.

I finished whatever they wanted me to do, went out--and then I think I went back in, because the things that happen next happened in a cathedral; no one was there, though.

Romeo and I were talking again, but this time Jon and Dakota came in the door. I suppose I could no longer hold the secret after years of doing so well, because I got Jon to the side and explained to him that I talked to my dog--frequently. He got this wide-eyed look about him and proceeded to tell me that "It's okay, everyone's insane about something." I tried to get him to believe that I wasn't crazy and that Romeo really could talk. Jon seemed to believe me, but I really couldn't be sure. Shortly thereafter Dakota came to join us so we could tell him. I explained to him further that Romeo was actually Kevin Bacon, and he seemed to accept that.

You guys, I'm really disappointed my dog can't talk. XD

Dream 1: I dreamed something about either the car crash I had the other day, or something to do with it.

Dream 2: It was the end of the world, and I was Harry Potter. The dream seemed to take place at my old school, and it was at night. We (students, teachers, Order of the Phoenix, etc.) had just defeated someone--presumably Voldemort and the Death Eaters. This was a much more wide-spread defeat, however, and there were quite a few Death Eaters that had gone to our side. At one point we were all running across the school, and some were hopping in their cars. We all had to meet up over there to "finish the job." I seen Lucius Malfoy, who had been one of the people to join us, running, yelling, "I can't believe he didn't believe me!" He said it joyfully.

Remus Lupin was a distance behind him in his car, and he was also happy. He slowed down as he came to me and said, "I've asked at least twenty-one people if they're really on our side." He then asked me if I wanted to catch a lift with him.

"Nah man, I'm just gonna run," I said (keep in mind that this is Harry Potter, also).

I did run. Fairly fast. Just under thirty miles-per-hour.

Dream 1

I was with a girl in a really dark place. I was trying to type in the password to her computer, and I figured it out. Also there was a mansion somewhere, with a huge atrium. That's all I remember.

Dream 2

I was in college high school, where it was sort of like high school in that everything was in one building, but it was also like college in that everyone could choose to go to class at different times or not at all. I remember one of the people I went to high school with (he was also possibly a nazi, but he didn't really do much as one). After one of our classes together, he invited me to go smoke weed with him and his buddies. I said yeah. He gave me his number and said he would give me more details about it later. I then started walking to a town farther than my weed-buddy's condo (i think it was one). It was downtown of a town, and there were lots of stores and crap there. There was also a big tower that looked like the one in Seattle. Eventually, my weed-buddy texted me back to be there at five. I realized I had a class at that time and said I'd be there anyway.

I remember it almost being five and walking back to his condo. I went in and found him in the lobby or something. There were a few girls with him (one of them from my college hall irl, I'll call her V). We all went up to our friend's place after talking a bit and started smoking weed and drinking a bit of alcohol (possibly). Later on, we all started talking about having sex (in an orgy). Soon, we did have an orgy, but I never took my pants off. I then started 69ing V, with my pants still not off.... Later, after the sex, we went to a party in a lounge, and I told someone I never had a girl touch me. Then a girl with glasses and a blonde ponytail said she would give me a handjob, and she did. It felt good.

Later at this party, there were a shit ton of people. Everyone got drunk and we all started playing that game where the floor is hot lava, and we were jumping on couches and what-not. After the party was over the next morning, I needed to find my school stuff, and I asked a guy where it was. He responded with hostile remarks and said that "I wasn't good at 'floor-lava.'" I then became semi-lucid for a few seconds and said "die." I threw a couch at him, and he flew away from being hit by a couch. I was sucked back into the dream, forgetting it was a dream, and was transported to the principle's office. I was telling him about the incident. The end.

This one was kinda lengthy. It all started in some new house I got. The house was incredibly technology focused. I apparently got the house because the kid that used to live there died. Creepy. Anyway, the house was huge, it had big rooms with wooden flooring, and it looked very much like a mansion. It probably was a mansion. I remember going into this kid's room, and seeing what he had. All the things he owned were now mine apparently, so I looked around for cool stuff. He had a bed that had drawers underneath it, so I remember pulling a drawer out and seeing a bunch of things. There was a little bit of various clothing, a GameBoy, a microphone, small portable speakers...
I even saw my own Pokemon Silver Cartridge in the drawer. I could recognize it because it has an old sticker on the back. There was a bit more than that, but that's all I can really pinpoint. The thing is, I own those things in real life. Even the GameBoy was purple, like the one I actually have. Something really didn't seem right. I picked up the microphone and showed it to my mom who was standing in the doorway. I had to remove it from the tangle of cords first though. I was excited specifically about the microphone for some reason, still not sure why I even would be. What frustrates me the most is that I ALMOST went lucid when I pulled out the drawer, but especially when I picked up the microphone. Something about touching things in dreams makes me almost lucid.

This happened before in a really old dream I had that has an entry here on this site. In "These Guys Want Their Pepsi" I'm pretty sure I picked up a football in this dream, and when I did, I almost went lucid just like in this one. Oh, but we're only 1/3 done this dream, so let's continue...

Then next part was that in the house near the entrance, but also near the kitchen, there was a button with the Steam logo on the wall, and I remember pressing it, then heading into a dark room. Maybe it was the bedroom again? I remember picking up some random toy and it was a transparent Walkie-Talkie that displayed the time digitally, and played music. The music was sort of alien-like, and I'm not sure how else to describe it. I remember there was a big screen in front of me at this point, maybe for a gaming console? My mom was there and was trying to play something for some reason but I kept on having to guide her through the basic menus. Sounds like something I'd actually have to do in real life if she ever decided to play my PS3. Oh joy. I'm not sure what happened after this, but next thing I know, I'm a soldier in a series of tunnels. A series of very very hot steel tunnels. There's a bunch of automatic doors, and other soldiers. Eventually everything started to get hotter, even though I couldn't actually feel anything. Everyone's armor was just glowing orange and melting, killing the people inside the armor too, obviously. It didn't happen to me, I took off my helmet and I was able to get out somehow. The tunnels all turned glowing orange from the heat and started collapsing. Not sure why all that happened. Now for the next part...

I was suddenly very far away from the mansion and the tunnels, walking down the street with a woman who was (apparently) my wife. Then suddenly out of nowhere, we gazed off into the distance and saw a HUGE explosion. Like a disaster level explosion. My wife and I started running down the road very fast. The shockwave never came, but the explosion itself was heading our way. It was pretty far from us, so we had some time. We ran and ran... All the while, she was behind me, so I was never able to focus on her face. We came across one black car on the road that looked like it belonged in the 1930's. It stopped for us, and without saying anything, I opened one of the rear doors, and saw that the car was full. My wife closed the door quickly and the car sped away.
I never really thought it was creepy at the time, but the 4 people in the car were all dressed in 1930's attire, and as soon as I opened the door, they were all staring at me with a bleak expression on their faces. There appeared to be two women and two men, from what I can remember. My "wife" ran on ahead somehow without me even seeing her, and I ran to some random place. I ran inside a building and was stopped by a woman. I asked her what this place was and she said it was the Disaster Center. I remember asking through panting where my "wife" was. She was just around the corner in some waiting area. I joined her, but for some reason was instantly transformed back into my normal self, and my "wife" took the form of my mother. She was sitting down chatting with her friend who had 3 kids. I remember having a lunch there with a ton of things in it, peach yogurt, potato chips... A bunch more stuff I can't remember. The youngest of the other woman's kids was a toddler and started trying to take my food, one item by one. As soon as one was taken, I'd take it back immediately. This went on for what actually seemed like at least two whole minutes. Eventually I got the hang of it and started predicting what food item the kid would go for next. I shouted "Stop taking my food!" and then suddenly everything changed again. This next part happened right before I woke up. For some reason, I was out of the dream now, but it kept going. ( You know, when a dream sorta becomes a movie that you watch.) It was about two "monster" parents letting their daughter be a part of monster combat training...? This really reminded me of Monsters Inc... Some big monster boss guy said that her colors made her more unique.

Then, I woke up. That was the longest dream I've had in a while, whoa. And all that was still the third dream I had last night. (Check previous entry for other one that I remembered little of, and the other one that I remembered absolutely nothing from.)