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I had a short--but interesting-- lucid dream this morning.

I had done an unintentional Wake Back to Bed--meaning that I woke up at 2:45 and couldn't get back to sleep. I decided to use this to try for a lucid dream. I took me a while, but I finally drifted back to sleep, my mind thinking about lucid dreaming.

I remember being on a train, which seemed more like a roller coaster, as it winded up and down through a beautiful city. In the front of the Train I saw Tom DeLonge standing and entertaining the people around him. I don't remember what he was doing exactly, but people were laughing and enjoying it. I was envious that I wasn't closer. Finally the train stopped. I wanted to go on it again, but I was with a group of people that didn't want to. I reluctantly walked away.

The next thing I know is that I'm on this mountain. It was full of streams and waterfalls. It was pretty much like another amusement park ride. I was with my friend Sherri and were were slipping down these channels of water. We were having a good time. At one point I saw this area that I wanted to get to, but it was too high. I had somehow seen it from another angle and it was a beautiful blue pool. After more slipping and sliding, I again saw the area that had the blue pool. We were somehow above it now, but the only way in was to drop about 20 feet down a waterfall. We knew we couldn't do that so we turned around and came the way we went. We were shocked to find that that way also dropped steeply into a tall waterfall.

As we came to the edge, I grabbed a large rock that was jutting out. I caught us right before we would have plummeted below. I saw that the water below us was quite shallow, and that it would have injured us if we had fallen in that rocky shallow pool. As I clung to the rocks I wondered what I was supposed to do now. I couldn't go down, but there was no way to pull both of us upward at this point.

Before I got too panicked, I suddenly thought I might be dreaming. In that instant I knew that was true. I told Sherri that we were dreaming, and that I was going to let go, and we could fly.

I grabbed her around the waist just in case she couldn't fly. Even though this was a dream I wanted to take care of my friend. As I let go I started to fly up into the air, but then the weight of my friend started pulling me down. We gently fell back into the shallow pool below. I stood up. I told Sherri that she could fly if she wanted to. I started flying again.

I flew back to the top of the waterfall. I knew that if I followed the water back I would end up in that beautiful blue pool. I was really drawn to that area. I had to see it up close. I realized Sherri wasn't following me, but decided that it didn't matter.

I flew up and over the ridge and down the stream to where the blue pool was. I looked at it, soaking in its beauty. I then noticed in the water there looked to be a body. I had to pull it out. I dove down and grabbed it. The body was in an open box that reminded me of a coffin. I pulled both the body and the box out. I propped them up against a large rock.

Now that we were back out of the water I looked closer at the body. To my surprise, I saw that it was Tom DeLonge. His body lay, still, in the box. He was wearing a dark blue t-shirt with faded white writing on it and dark colored pants, and his brown hair was dripping down on his white face.

How could this be? Tom couldn't be dead. But I reminded myself that this was a dream. I could bring him back to life.

I looked at his face again and concentrated. After a moment, I heard him suck in a breath of air. I felt a wave a relief. Then his eyes started to flutter open. He looked dazed for a minute, then focused on me. I waited.

Then, to my surprise, his arms reached out and grabbed me and pulled me against him. He pulled my face close and I felt his lips on mine as he started to kiss me. I couldn't help but kiss him back.

I briefly thought about breaking away from the kiss, so I could create my halo. I also thought that maybe Tom would like to see his halo as well. But, like how it is with most dream kisses, I was drifting into a deep bliss. I knew there was no way to stop it. All thoughts of doing anything else vanished, and I completely gave in to the kiss.

I had forgotten about this dream when I woke up and I was sad that I didn't have any lucid dreams, but then I remembered it after trying to remember my dreams for a few minutes! I was sure glad that I did, this one was pretty fun even though I went a bit crazy for a minute, beating up a poor, innocent dream character. I wonder how many lucid dreams I completely forget about having.

I was hanging out at an old school arcade, and it was quite popular! Very unusual for arcades these days, the last few I've seen were like ghost towns.
I felt like I was in the 90's again, there were kids everywhere playing games and the atmosphere was very exciting and full of positive energy.

I saw a girl that I used to have a crush on when I was 13. I wanted to buy these peanut butter cups because I remembered (falsely) in the dream that she used to love them. I tried to buy a bag from the cashier guy there and he said it would cost $95 AUD!
I tried to haggle a little bit with him and a group of about ten DCs joined me, including my childhood crush. The guy caved into the pressure and cut the price in half, but he most certainly wasn't very happy about it. He demanded that I should take another item on top of the candy as well, quite odd. I took a small gray comb that was sitting on the table and gave him money. He didn't give me the candy, instead he tore up a couple $20 notes and threw them on the counter for me, while counting in $20 increments as though he was giving me change.

I pointed at his face and called him a dick, so he reached beneath the counter, pulled out a gun, and pointed it at my face. I looked at him and said, "Are you serious? You can't hurt me in my own dream."

He shot me a couple times and it didn't bother me at all. I was afraid that he was going to hurt my childhood crush though, so I slowed down time. I could see his bullets moving through the air, creating ripples in their wake.

I got up next to them and calmly watched them float by me. I pulled a couple out of the air and dropped them on the floor. He kept firing though, and he was trying to hit my crush. The bullets started moving faster too.

I kept swiping them to the side so that they flew into the walls or into arcade games. Two of the bullets got past me though and went into the girl's leg and stomach. I made the bullets come out with my mind and then held my hand over her body to heal her. The guy did it now. I didn't want to hurt him before that point, but hurting that DC made me go a little bit dark.

I punched the next bullet that he shot and it went zooming past his head, then I ran up to him at super speed and kicked him straight in the nuts. His face started to slowly get distorted from the pain.
I then punched him square in the nose and it sent ripples all throughout his body, emanating from the impact point. The force of the blow knocked him downwards into the ground slightly. Woke up.

I remember being in a fantasy land type setting. Like a city in the clouds. The buildings were like greek coliseums and pillars. There were some pillars that were similar to ruins, because just the pillars or columns were left standing.

In my dream I was being chased by a witch. She chased me all over this fantasy setting, and then chased me up a column or pillar, which is odd now that I think about the fact that I monkey climbed my way to the top of a magnificent pillar. The witch chased me all the way to the top and almost had me within her grasp. Then suddenly my father appeared in the dream and simply punched the fiend in the nose, and she instantly fell and crashed into the ground, and then my fears were lifted away.

I then woke up

Ever have one of those cool dreams in which you randomly have some really cool stuff , and of course you are ecstatic about your freebies, and then wake up in disappointment?

I wanted to share some of my dreams on the topic.


I remember having a random dream when I was in grade school in the late 80's, early 90's. Video game rental stores used to be everywhere back in the day, and every grocery chain store had a video and video game rental section and my parents used to allow me and my brother to pick out a game to play for the weekend. We always chose our nintendo games carefully, so that we wouldn't accidentally get stuck with a crappy game for a few days.

I remember this dream in which I walked into the video game rental section with a shopping cart, and removed every game I could find and put them into my cart, and then joined my parents while they continued shopping. We then went home in the dream and I remembered that I had put all of those games that I took into my dresser drawer. When I woke up, the dream felt so vivid and real that I was almost convinced that I really had a drawer full of games, I looked and realized how silly I was for looking, and of course the drawer was empty, I had no games. Sad me huh.....


I had a similar dream when I was in high school, and then again when I was in my early 20's but in these dreams I had large sums of cash that I was hoarding. I had no idea where I had gotten the cash , nor what I would use it for, but I remember feeling such overwhelming relief in my dreams knowing that I now had a bunch of cash, and that now I wouldn't have to worry about money anymore. I soon woke up and figured out that it was all a dream.

Cruel dreams or subliminal goals?

What kind of free stuff did you get in your dreams? I'm interested.

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One:

So tonight I flew to the moon again. Sorta. I went lucid and decided if I focused mostly on my flying and strengthened that, it would help me in other areas. Since flying involves ki, as do the big attacks I want to learn. Like... how am I supposed to fire off a successful Solar Kamehameha if I can't even control my ki enough to fly? So yeah.

I aimed for the moon again and this time it was a bit more smooth of a flight, still sorta shakey, and as soon as I landed on it, I saw this huge asteroid floating just above it. It was totally going to hit the earth, and I guess I could've stopped it, but I didn't really care I guess? I mean, I'm hanging out with the bad guys trying to learn a move that can destroy a solar system, so the earth is doomed anyway.

There was a door there on the moon so instead of hanging around to see the asteroid, I went through the door. On the other side was a long hallway with glass windows everywhere, so I tried to summon up someone to tell me where I was. This girl with green hair and a billion face piercings showed up, and instead of talking to me, she took me into a room and kept trying to make out with me. I told her I didn't really float that way, and also that it was weird kissing someone with facial piercings. So she started taking them all off and that's when I nope'd outta there and ran back into the hall. Seru was hanging out out there and as soon as I saw him, he smiled and turned away and then flew off down the hall. So I took off after him. My flight was kind of shakey so I realized I was still controlling my flying and he wasn't, he was just sort of leading me on. I noticed he did help me with some other things, like floating through walls and stuff. He would fly around randomly and I flew after him, through walls, outside, inside, etc. I felt like he was testing out my flying abilities so far.

The last thing I remember, though probably the last thing that happened, was I pulled out of the glass windows in the hallway into the outside, and the hallway was kind of suspended in the air and I could smell the beach and hear water. That's when I woke up.

Two:

Next dream started out non-lucid. There was a new Disney movie that was a crossover between Little Mermaid and Cinderella. Like they met and had adventures or something. I'd acquired an illegal bootleg of the movie from it's premiere before I came out in regular theaters and I got together with most all of my family and we sat around in a living room and watched it. The quality of the tape was really really poor and we were all disappointed and I was a little embarrassed I didn't check the tape beforehand. But we watched it anyway.

A few minutes in, the image on the TV became really clear and vivid, and there was a scene of Cinderella standing on the beach looking bored, and the camera panned over a long pier that ended at a platform with a boat and some people mulling about. This was not part of the movie. I looked around and all my family members were just frozen, like they stopped existing.

When I looked back to the TV, Seru was just standing there underwater, looking at me. And I suddenly became lucid again, but I couldn't control what I was doing, I just knew I was dreaming. I was pulled into the TV and down into the water, and I guess into his mind? I don't know, I just realized I wasn't in my own body, I was hanging out and seeing things in his first-person perspective, like I was just along for the ride. He sent me this weird questioning feeling, but I wasn't sure what he was trying to ask. He looked up and I saw we were directly below the platform. He shot through the water underneath the pier until he got halfway to the end, then he stopped and crouched down low and sent me another questioning feeling. I had this weird feeling like he was trying to fall into the background and suddenly I found myself in complete control. The questioning feeling he was giving me faded away and instead he seemed amused.

I was totally in control. I was totally Seru! I mean WHAT.

Well, I wasn't really him, he was still hanging out in there, but I still was in control of his body. Could a lucid dream get ANY COOLER than actually being a badass dude with infinite power and dream control? NO WAY.

I wanted to test out some of his abilities, not any of the destructive ones, but I wanted to see how he flew and how he teleported around. I thought to shoot up through the water into the air, but real-Seru kinda sent me a thought telling me not to get the attention of the people on the platform because they would be annoying and follow us. And he couldn't banish them since I was in control. So I continued along the bottom of the pier and the water grew more shallow until I was attempting to crawl along all sneaky. I thought I was far enough away so I shot up into the sky and hovered there. It felt AWESOME! Like, I didn't even struggle to hover there! Usually once I stop flying and stay still I fall, but I had DREAM GUIDE POWERS, heck yes!

I looked around. We were in some kind of small bay leading out into the ocean. On one side of the bay was a beach, and on the other was sheer cliff. The pier extended out from the beach to the cliffs. I smelled the beach and heard the water, and I realized that was where I was being led to by Seru before I woke up the first time. He totally invaded my non-lucid Disney dream and pulled me back there and gave me lucidity.

Wtf how is that even possible?

Anyway, apparently I wasn't far enough away because the guys on the platform started shouting and were running down the pier in my direction. Real-Seru felt annoyed but also amused. I took off over the cliffs, across some grasslands, getting my bearing on things. I felt a little weird at first, since I had wings there and I had to figure them out, but I noticed when I lifted them my flying was much more smooth. Like, super smooth. It was epic. In the middle of the grasslands was a log cabin-ish house. Real-Seru was focusing his attention on it, so I went down there and went inside.

In the entryway, I opened another door and saw what looked like the room I'd been in when I watched that Disney movie. He shot me another questioning feeling and an image of teleporting doors. Apparently trying to teach me some door teleportation... not something I've ever had any luck with. So I backed out of the room, closed the door, and reopened it. Nothing. He gave me an impatient feeling. I didn't focus enough. So I imagined being at a new place and opened the door again. IT TOTALLY WORKED. I was in some fancy room with a fireplace in a completely different house. I walked in and looked around at all the statuettes and furniture and kind of was amazed that my mind rendered this scene so quickly. It made me feel hope that I could teleport to a city if I wanted to.

He sent me an urging feeling like he wanted me to try that. But before I did, I noticed this cat on the table looking at me. Oh my god, it was SO CUTE. Like all its cute features were multiplied in cuteness by a hundred, and... I just wanted to hold the cat real quick haha. So I picked it up and cuddled it, and got a disapproving feeling from real-Seru. He probably just didn't like the idea of his body cuddling a kitten. I wish I could've seen it from third-person, it would've been hilarious.

Suddenly I heard people coming into the house, they were coming for me, the guys from the pier. Real-Seru was urging me toward the door, but I was so freaked out by the sudden change that I jumped out of the window and started flying, kitten in tow. SUPER annoyed feeling from real-Seru. He'd wanted me to teleport away using the door, me jumping out the window with a cat wasn't part of his "training", haha.

I held out the kitten while I flew and concentrated, and it disappeared. How did I do that? I have no idea. SERU POWERS.

My flying was still smooth. There was another building, it looked like a grocery store, and I figured I could go down there and find another door to mess with. I descended through the roof and landed in the refrigerated foods aisle, and all the shoppers freaked out screaming and ran away from me. At first I was confused, but then I remembered I was still Seru, so they probably assumed I was gonna eat them or something. I hovered, and then shot off down the aisles, testing out flying in small areas. It was a bit rough, I kept running into shelves and forgetting to keep my wings up for stabilization, and also people kept running away from wherever I was which was really distracting. Real-Seru was getting a huge kick out of it though, could feel how giddy he was. We got to a door, probably leading to a backroom or something, and he grabbed my attention and focused on it. I landed and walked up to it, totally ready to attempt a teleportation to a 'busy' scene, something I've never been able to do. I thought of a city and opened the door, and there it was!

I stepped into the scene. It was a quaint little city scene, with square buildings on each side and lots of people walking around. It was night and street lights were on. It looked like something out of a Leonid Afremov painting. As soon as the people saw me, they started running as well. Real-Seru was giving me this feeling like 'do whatever you want now, you teleported' so I jumped in the air and flew down the street, focusing on various things to change my heading. My attention kept falling to the people running around and each time I thought about them I'd shake a little in my flying, but overall I did awesomely. I woke up at some point as I was flying around.

I got fairly pissed during the day that all my day work was yielding crappy nights. So I set very strong intention to notice the dream state and to remember dreams. Well, at least one of the two seemed to work!

I had a great recall night (finally) with 3 semi-lucid moments but I'm not counting them since I didn't make the critical cognition of "I'm dreaming" and did not think of goals.
Going to bed on time makes such a difference in dreaming. Actually in bed for approaching 12 hours, about 1 hour awake @ WBTB, SSILD finally got my mind calmed down enough to return to sleep for the after-WBTB marathon. This may be my non-recording recall record in terms of variety.

22:30 bedtime
00:00 2015-08-26

(many earlier dreams, forgotten)

05:00

+ cat/crab
I'm eating a bowl of some food and I notice that on towards the bottom it becomes gravel. Then some things are moving in the gravel and it's live (hermit?) crabs. The crabs are out on the couch (disembodied claws now?) and are severely pinching me when I reach for them. I say (to the cook?) "At least you could have cooked them so that they wouldn't be alive and thinking when I eat them!". Then my cat is going for the crab/meat chunks and severely bites the back of my hand. This really pisses me off and I lean down and severely bite the top of its head in order to get it let go. It does but it has successfully captured the morsel of food and it wolfs it down doing the cat/dog head-jerk bite motion to try to eat and position the food in its mouth at the same time.

WBTB

+ driving SUV on freeway from back seat, guy with tablet/ magazines
I'm driving a SUV on the freeway. I suddenly realize I'm driving from the back seat. I stand up to try to move to the front seat but this seem to dangerous so I sit back down and keep steering. Then I realize that this is incredibly dangerous since there are no brakes in the back seat. I imagine some dagerous situation forming and all I'd be able to do would be to steer and keep moving at top speed. My vision of the road ahead is blocked by the sun visor, I'm basically driving blind and with no brakes. Enough of this, I decide, and start to climb to the front seat. It's not easy, and the front seat is getting in my way, I keep moving things out of the way. The SUV starts to drift slowly to the left and I try to steer by leaning and pulling on the headrest of the driver's seat. This does nothing and I feel silly for thinking it would affect the steering. I make it into the driver's seat and now am just about to head off an exit on the right side and hit the left turn signal and move back onto the freeway.

Then I take an exit. There's a young man talking "I had to use my (tablet) because my big glossy magazines are all under my bed"

+ the birds
Standing outside, I look down and two beautiful interesting birds about the size of pigeons run to our feet. They have very interesting red feathers/things hanging off of their necks, I'm fascinated with them. My cat is also at my feet and I wonder if she'll pounce on them and she does, she grabs one with her claws and teeth. "Nooo!" I say and quickly reach and and pry the bird away from my cat. I'm holding the bird and look at it and see a small hole in its chest but it otherwise seems fine.

+(f, semi) kiss "kissy lips!"
I'm standing (kneeling?) in front of a girl and kissing her. There are some people beyond us. I say "make kissy lips" and she puckers up, I lean in for a *smack* and pull back out. This happens several times.

+ I'm entering a building, there's a weird old guy hanging around right at the door, I know this door should be closed (and tell him to go outside?). I go up the stairs (two sections, 180 degree turn between them). At the top of the stairs there is a girl sitting down on the floor with her back against the wall, she's facing the stairway I just came up. I glance at her in passing and say "How's it going?". She answers "Great!". I'm a bit surprised as I keep going that she answered in English. I go through a door and am probably semi-lucid/caveman at this point and sort of dive into a crowd of people reaching for a girl and I grab one but wake up.

+(f) vague sexy time

+ (semi) I find myself lying down on my left side, I'm right next to a girl. Very bright/clear/vivid. Caveman thoughts right away

Spoiler for sexy time:

I bring out my (ahem) and say "Hey, let's try this!" and put it in her mouth. BJ action for a short while

then wake/transition.

+ Burglary Hostel (FA)
I'm waking up and notice that all around me people are also waking up. It's a large open dormitory-style hostel. I think how funny it is that people tend to all wake up about the same time when they're sleeping in a large area all together. I see people sort of on bed/ladders in front of me across the room. I say "Well I intend to keep on sleeping (because I want to dream more!)" and the guys in the bed next to me agree. Hmm where'd they come from? There's at least 2 of them, one of them is upside down (head the other way), he's a boy who's tired from his athletic training.

Then I'm standing out of bed and looking at the lobby area (across the street?) and thinking of having some cereal for breakfast. There are shelves of products that the hostel makes available for you to buy. Then I think suddenly of my bag and panic, where is it!? I go back to my bed and see it under my shirt on a night-stand. I pick it up and look through it, in the wallet section it seems like someone has gone through it, there are keys in there strewn in ways that they shouldn't be. I think about my S-city apartment and wonder about the key for it. I'm on my way to S but what will I do there and where will I stay? I'm not going to sign up for classes because I'm done with school. I'll call CL and see if I can stay with him, only until I find my own place. I don't have a job so I'll have to go job hunting. I wonder if I can stay with them because his wife J pretty much hates my guts.

I have a pile of strange keys in my hand, very strange shapes, one of them looks like one I had been searching for recently [false]. A hand reaches to take one of the keys but I turn away, I may need these keys later I think.

I think about checking for my passport (it's there?). I then check for my smart-phone and it's gone. I start to panic. "Call 9-1-1!" "Call the police!" "I've been robbed!" Nothing happens, no one seems concerned.

I'm standing at my open locker, which is sort of in a dark corner of the room away from where I was sleeping. I should have chosen a better locker location, somewhere lighter. I imagine a thief moves around the room at night stealing things from people.

I reach to my (backpack?) in my locker and pull out a large rectangular box. I think it's 1980's calculator. "Magic-II: the gathering"(?) is written on it. I walk holding this up into the room and say "They stole my phone and replaced it with this old calculator! Did they do this to you?!". A guy answers "No, I slept in my own room." That gets me thinking: why didn't *I* sleep in my own room? I must have been exhausted from driving to choose this place. How hard would it have been to find a normal motel?

wake-up, very relieved it was a dream. BTS

+ job interview
I'm sitting at a desk at a job interview across from the (boss?). He asks me about my work experience that has lead me here at this time. I'm confident and arrange my thoughts while I start talking. I think I should probably not emphasize moving from company to company, that may seem flaky. I enter a long monologue about my work experience.

+ Return to Burglary Hostel
I get a mobile phone call from front desk. I pick up my phone as it rings and see some strange symbols which indicate the call. The clerk asks me "would you like to check out in one minute or at 4:30?". He's trying to rush me out. I answer him "after having my stuff stolen at your place, you are going to give me flexibility regarding checking out."

+ pink nuke bomb:
Some kids are returning to their parents, one of them is upset, the mother asks the kid about it. The kid says s/he was told about the coming explosion. This was me I know, I warned him/her about it. They go off into the distance. I keep walking the other way. There is some sort of chemical/nuke bomb combination that is going to go off. Then there is a big explosion and I look into the sky, in the distance I see a huge, tall bright-pink mushroom cloud. I start running for cover, and yelling "I TOLD YOU SO! I TOLD YOU SO!". Up ahead I see a small depression in a corner, I want to jump down there there is some pink liquid down there but I jump down there, kneel down (duck and cover!) and stick my head back under the pavement of the street I was just walking on, I hope I'll be able to breathe, and sit there waiting for the blast.

Afterwards, I'm walking along the bridge which has an entire section under glass as a memorial for the victims of the bomb. There are cars in there with dead/mummy bodies of the people visible. The glass raises up and I can walk among them. Some of the cars are still moving slightly, "That's what is really freaky, that some of the cars are still in motion." Towards the far end of the bridge there are mummy/old/freaky looking faces of people in the cars. Something about some medallions on the floor of a car proving/disproving the identity of the body of the guy in that car who was well known, and had freaky wrinkly mummy face that was looking at me.

+ Return to Burglary Hostel II:
There was apparently some guy with his eye on me at the hostel before. He didn't know me back then but now we're friends. He shows me the wires he strung (about 4 parallel) across the room leading over my bed. He prepared "nitrous bombs" made of soda cans filled with a flammable liquid. The cans would be send down the wires and ignited when they reached the area over my bed. I remember back in time [false] when I arrived to my bed area and looked up and saw the wires there and wondered about them but then promptly forgot about them, but now I know what they are.

+(f) the dance
There is music playing, and two couples who are mixed up (their beloved is each dancing with the other person's beloved). DO at first but then one becomes me? The slow dance is playing and we have to rush to get to the dance floor. The natural couples are not supposed to be together, but we just can't be kept apart. I come into the arms of my girl and we run to the dance floor, I hope the music will last a long time so we can slow dance. As we approach the music stops, but we stand there and embrace in a hug anyway.

+(f) on the job site: chip in car chassis
Talking with the boss about this new chip job, it's meant for a fancy car. The major customer wants to try it out in the car directly. I'm concerned about complexity, and ask "is there any testing framework that allows easy access?" "No, they want to try it out in the real car," he says. "That's going to make testing really hard" I say, he agrees.

+ Walking to come join a bunch of friends sitting around in circle with best friend MR. Two really hot girls are just in front of me, I think I recognize one of them and I want to be next to her. I manage to sit next to her and our hips bump a bit as we sit down, which is exciting. MR's (deceased) father is leading the discussion. I can't wait to introduce myself, I'm really excited!

+ (semi) in the office, a number pretty girls are there, I want to party. I say "You don't have to finish anything today, do you?!" I notice that there are some who do continue working and ignore me, not everybody wants to have a party. Sitting on a platform with everybody around, I start discussing LUCID DREAMING. I say to everybody as they gather around, "How do you know that you are not dreaming *right now*!? You have to do reality checks. What makes a good reality check? Well, rubbing your hands for one" [oops!] and I rub my hands. I look around and people are doing weird things like pulling on their eyelids. I think about finger-through-hand. I say "Pinching your nose and trying to breathe through it is an excellent reality check!" Then I pinch my nose and inhale, I can breathe! "See! Look at me, I'm pinching my nose and I'm able to breathe!" I'm holding up my left elbow high and reaching over and pinching my nose. I grab it tightly to make sure no air can escape, and I do another big inhale and exhale through the pinched nose. This gives me a funny feeling, I'm wondering what this means for the people all around me. I think I say (or just think?) "See? You're all dream characters!" [upon recalling this dream later, I groan "you've GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!"]

+(f) I'm sitting with some friends (leaning forwards on something?), a cute girl short hair in a grey tank-top is right next to me,

Spoiler for minor sexy comment:

I look over at her and admire her nicely-sized and shaped right breast, the way it presses against her shirt

, she demonstrates a (sign language?) gesture on smart phone with a green screen, she makes a few quick gestures on her phone. I tentatively and slowly lean in for kiss, she does too and eventually a quick peck results. "You're really cute and I like the way you do those gestures!" I tell her.

Fucking breakthrough!!! Pre wbtb DILD, post wbtb chain of WILDS. triggered by the sensei comp! I have 12 minutes of frickin audio notes to
transcribe...

Pre WBTB DILD

I'm on this gameshow and I can't figure out the point of it but I'm standing in a big black room where these different groups of people are doing weird superhuman feats. I wonder how they are happening. One person is like floating up in the air and their hands are glowing and they fall to the ground and everyone cheers. Everything is happy and exciting. It gets to my group and people are yelling at me "just feel it, just go with it, just do it!!"

I hear a big voice "TONY, YOU'RE GONNA FLY! YOU'RE GONNA TELEPORT!" I'm wondering, what's happening? There's a waterfall. Like a glowing waterfall. It's a waterfall of lucidity. I realize that the gameshow is Sensei's competiton and i'm watching other people have their turns. I step in the falls and i feel the power of lucidity wash over me but i don't have any control. People are yelling "GO WITH IT!" I can feel this power, this realization that i'm in a dream but i don't have any control. I want to look at my hands but i can't do anything. I step back and the feeling is gone for a second. I step back into the glowing waterfall and I'm thinking about sageous' book for a second and this rush comes over me and it's beautiful. I think about what i want to do in this situation and i start to leave the moment and I'm back in my body.

i had a WBTB and my daugter puked during my wild attempt. had to get that cleaned up and tried to go back and hold still but it took me an extra hour to fall asleep. I wilded right into my bedroom. i got heavy hands and flashes of pictures. For a while i saw a whipping pattern of light and some noise and i tried to make it into a dream but couldn't think of anything to dream.

Wild, Remember, then flying.
From the wild I end up in my bedroom. I can tell that I’m dreaming because the room is very dim and unstable. I am rubbing my hands together. I have a very narrow strip of vision. I’m looking at my hands and nothing is clarifying. I look around and say out loud “I’m in my bed and I’m asleep” the room gets more clear after that. I walk to the wall and start rubbing the texture of the wall. I go through the hallway to the living room and go outside. I leap into the air and start flying, soaring over my neighborhood. I land on top of a neigbor’s house and I look in a window and it’s my bedroom! I’m reminded that I’m dreaming again and I run to the edge of the roof and jump and I’m flying. I think about how I can teleport and climb to the top of a building, like an office complex. Dream fades.
School sex then battle!
In the hallway of a school like a Hogwarts, fancy boarding school and I see a pretty thin girl that looks like amy schumer. I remember that I'm lucid and my sex drive takes over. I ask her if she wants to come sleep with me. We walk through a door and it’s a bedroom and I start grinding on her. I tried to do thing where you start humping and it turns into sex but it doesn’t, it just stays dry humping. She’s wearing a pink tube top and has blonde hair. I never finish and I end up going back into the other room. I am lucidish during this.
In the other room it’s now a big combat hall like at the end of the karate kid. I’m fighting a guy and I have chi powers. I can lightly tap my opponent and he’ll fly across the room. He looks like captain lou albano, big fat guy with long stringy beard and rubber bands. He’s wearing a karate gi with a black belt tied around it.

False Awakening
I’m talking to my friend ced after the dreams and I’m showing him my phone. Telling him that I’ve been having trouble LDing but now I’ve got dreams… “here’s 4 minutes worth, here’s 8 minutes worth.” He says, “wow, that’s great dude!”

In this dream I find myself standing in an artic scenery; a flat, vast ice plain. Despite the ice it is warm, and it is glistering in the sunlight of an bright day. I stand where this ice plain meets the sea, the coastline being a low yet steep slope.

I stand looking down at the water. Gripped be sudden curiosity I begin to slowly slide down the slope towards the water. When I reach it I stretch out my arm, and touch it.

It doesn't sink.

The surface of the water feels rubbery, as if someone has coated the ocean with a thick gel of some kind. I poke it for a bit longer, not being lucid I was marvelling at this oddity. Eventually I decided to leave. But halfway up the slope I stopped, and turned. A phenomena this strange certainly deserves a more thorough investigation, I though to myself. Coming back to the water, I decided to try and walk on it.

It held for a moment, before I did indeed start to sink, even though there was a great resistance, as if I was sinking though jelly. Surprised, I found that the water was very warm and comfortable! In another moment I was below the water, and I could see the darkness of the depths beneath me. My fear for deep water kicked in, and I scrambled ashore. Yet when I got ashore I realized that there had been nothing to be afraid of, it had merely been my nerves that had betrayed me.

Sadly, I awoke before I could probe the waters again. I know that those water surely held some secret of my mind, and I regret that I didn't have the courage to stare down into the depths the first time around... I wonder what I would have seen?

Morning of August 25, 2015. Tuesday.



Notes:

It always gives me an extraordinary sense of fulfillment when I get a continuous flow of insight and am able to more fully decode certain patterns in dreams over a lifetime since earliest memory. I am very grateful for the technology that has allowed me to do this; that is, type faster and with continuous editing potential (rather than writing and correcting and rewriting and correcting when I was little), put documents all together in one place, and have a listing and potential day to day timeline of my lifetime from around age four (with sparse family references and records since my birth date in 1960) as well as having access to resources that are able to validate and enhance so many of my earlier records. Not only will I be able to, in about ten years (only an optimistic estimate of course), bring all of my dream records and notes together as I want them, I will also have the ability to do extensive searches with a fair amount of precision. This dream, as odd and unlikely as it seems (even to me at first - I did not expect the flashes of realization when working with it), gave me the required focus somehow to unravel a small and isolated set of dream metaphors and associations going back to 1968 as well as relating to the path to my beautiful soulmate. There are too many layers to get into in this entry (and one would have to understand hundreds of summarized pages of my personal back story to “get” any of it anyway). I can only loosely touch upon some of it. Obviously, there are still limitations to my personal symbols and metaphors being fully decoded. This is mainly because some symbolic associations are rather sparse and fairly rare even at my present age. Still, I feel very happy today with another new breakthrough.

Sewing Machine Bulldozer:

I am mournfully back as I was when I was in my twenties and working for the Onalaska Street Department (not that I was sad at that time - it is just that something seems to be “missing” somehow in-dream). My job at this time was picking up large pieces of eroded embankment (on a fairly difficult inclination) and placing them on the roadside - placing them directly in front of the bulldozer. This was very difficult work and not many could do it for very long. Over time, I begin to be annoyed and tired over why I am even doing this. (It does not dawn on me that I am no longer this age, and do not even live in America anymore.) I am concerned about the speed of the other workers. The bulldozer even bumps me a few times, though not in any harmful way. I grow impatient and realize that I may have missed pieces a far distance back and think that the stretch will have to be worked over again. I do some of the work incorrectly, that is, I bend over to pick up a heavy piece instead of squatting and flinging back. Any sense of weariness of course, is an illusion in-dream. I start to ask myself what I am doing here. Is this where I am supposed to be?

I absentmindedly turn about and put my foot against the blade of the bulldozer. This results in a very strange event. The blade and push frame begin to wobble and very small “plates” fall off the front (reminding me vaguely of “Bathtub with Grill” from June 26, 2015). The exhaust pipe stack begins to move up and down like a “giant” sewing machine needle. It is almost like the tension building up in a cartoon (but not cartoon-like in any way). When I look down, I see that the bulldozer’s blade has actually transformed into an oversized antique sewing machine’s treadle (with floral scroll design), though at an angle and somewhat elevated. My leg is automatically working it to create (and actually sew together, apparently) some sort of clothing within the bulldozer’s cab. It is some sort of gossamer white lacy material flowing out from the side. Around this time there is a very strange mechanical sound behind me and when I dare look, it is a downward rolling “wave” suggesting a ghostly staircase. Soon, it is a luminescent staircase (recurring feature mostly from early 1991 to early 1994). My wife (as she was when we first made contact) in a glowing wedding dress and some sort of oversized tiara (somewhat like a crown) is standing there with a bouquet of flowers. I can see a blue layer of light just under her skin. “I’m not going to be late, am I?” I ask. “I never intended to be la…” (My dream is swept away.)

Connections:

Bulldozer history: I have found some links I did not really fully put together before. “The Dead One” dream (February 13, 1971, age ten - that is, first version of it) had a bulldozer run over Brenda W when I was taking flowers to her late at night on the eve of Valentine’s Day (so that only her hand is seen emerged from the soil and I feel a terrible sense of loss), yet she was resurrected (not in a zombie sense) near the end of my dream, yet “I could not yet have her”. (There were several dreams where she was resurrected, none of them relevant to any zombie lore - more in a divine “ascension” sense.) Brenda was the fully confirmed “stand-in” for my wife-to-be and also appeared in composite forms (such as “The Bad Witch” from March 18, 1978, which had a recurrence on March 23rd - the same date I got my first letter from my wife-to-be in 1991). Other layers - my sister died on February 13th (though the 14th from my perspective at one point in Australia as we are about a day ahead) and my father also died on the 14th of February. I have often associated the bulldozer with mortality and loss as such. Thus, there is very odd synchronicity with only a 1 in 365 chance it would be relevant as such - though it is - and all through my life extremely unlikely synchronicity continued with almost every event and association.

The origins of this (that is, the very seed) may or may not be related to the tree I used to spend time near at primary school. One of my friends used to take palmetto sticks and push sand off the concrete bench, chanting “bulldozer bulldozer”. This was the “same” bench that Brenda was seated in most versions of “Bridge Over a Prehistoric World” (though she also appeared in distorted composites associated with the “dream girl” or “mystery girl” as I preferred).

At any rate, from here, I made somewhat of a breakthrough in one very early version of the “divine staircase”. However, the features are quite different. It turns out to be my “Rocket Science” dream from July 2, 1976. This is not the first version of the implied “soulmate staircase” by any stretch. One of the oldest appears in “The Ghost Marriage” dream from October 16, 1971. I am linking only to the “Rocket Science” dream because of a few odd parallels. Firstly, the white sheet of paper that makes the “staircase” is like a miniature implication of the one in this latest dream (which I never even began to note before for whatever absentminded reason) as well as the commonly recurring ones as already mentioned above. It moved exactly the same way; that is, like a diagonal wave that suggested a complete “pure” or “divine” staircase (phantom or not).

Aside from that, there is also the shared “whirligig” element and the strange “impossible” technology, the “whirligig” obviously being a Merkaba form, but I am not sure what the sewing machine needle and fictional helicopter rotary design “pumping” relates to (well, on a spiritual level that is - some sort of spiritual “motor” or cosmic mechanism perhaps). As most of this had already come about in 1994, it is more like a decoding breakthrough than anything relevant to what may come.

Night #5:

I remember having three other lucid dreams that night but every time I would wake up, I wouldn’t be able to remember a thing about them. It was quite frustrating! Maybe it was because I kept waking up coughing and being a sicky.

DILD:
I had a short moment of being lucid while driving some girls around in a van. I lost control of the car and ran into a brick wall, but I realized that it was only a dream and I could change everything back. So I rewound time until the car was fixed and we were going around that stretch again, and I didn’t crash the car that time. Then I lost lucidity while talking to the girls and got absorbed into the dream again.

Night #6:

DILD #1:
I don’t remember most of the details of this dream, only a small fragment of it. I remember being with some cocky real estate guy and transforming a house into a giant birthday cake but that’s about it.

DILD #2:
The same thing happened with the poor recall. I actually woke up from this dream super excited about just having had a lucid dream, then I looked over to tell Dreamer about it but as I opened my mouth to tell her, I had forgotten all about it.

I just remember becoming aware while meditating in the dream and I turned my body green and this vivid green, glowing aura appeared all around me.

Night #7:

My sickness turned into a sinus infection. So I’ve been having awful headaches and almost all foods smell strongly of rancid vinegar to me, but I think I’m starting to get better now, so hopefully my recall will start to improve!

DILD #1:
I became lucid while asking a receptionist guy about some mean DC girls that were bullying other girls. He said that they were ‘student leaders’ and they worked for the school. Suddenly I was in a prison filled with prisoners that happened to be old friends of mine from high school. I started flying around their heads by humping the air – Each time I would thrust I would get a little bit higher.
I told them that if I kept doing this I would eventually build up enough power to be able to teleport out of prison and escape. I teleported to a shopping center. One of my old best friends was there and he was chugging a gallon jug of chocolate milk. He said that it gave him the energy he needed to teleport places. I drank some of it and walked through the automatic doors of the store. Then a commercial for the drink started playing that talked about how this drink would give you reversible weight gain, so that you could use all your energy in a flash. There was some kid going down a waterslide into a giant pool of chocolate milk. I lost lucidity and appeared at my parents’ house when the commercial ended. My mom was going through my childhood room while eating a bag of old potato chips and saying something about Rum Ham. There were Australian $2 coins on the floor and I had a feeling the cops were coming to get me.

DILD #2:
I don’t remember this one very well either. I just remember being lucid and having Dreamer sing for me, it was beeeauuuuuutiful!

WILD #1:
There were all kinds of noises going on outside (see ~Dreamer~’s latest DJ). Some lady was yelling at her dogs for barking and it would only make them bark even louder, maybe they thought she was barking with them or something.
But I was feeling really peaceful and content despite all the chaos around me. I sat with the wonderful feeling and waited for a dream to start.

I started outside of a lovely beach house. I thought to myself, “Yes! I’ve always wanted to go to a beach house”, then started to wander up the front steps.
I made the front door open with telekinesis and took a peek inside. There were huge windows on all of the walls which let soft morning light come in from all sides to illuminate the parquet floor. A woman was sitting in a chair at a small table, sipping coffee and reading a newspaper. She had short, light brown hair, green eyes, and an olive complexion. I went over, kissed her, and gave her right boob a little squeeze. She looked up at me with a very kind face and smiled at me. I tried to change her face into something else but it didn’t work very well. Only her nose got a bit thinner and her skin color became more vibrant. There was another woman that was standing across the room, fiddling with some papers on a table. She said something about celebrating my graduation. I ignored her and saw a bowl of fruit on a table. I looked intensely at it and made 2 apples, 2 oranges, and a banana fly up into the air. Then I casually strolled towards the backdoor so that I could go outside. I stood on the read wooden deck and leaned against a rail while I stared out at the ocean and tried to remember what I wanted to do.

I remembered that playing with the elements was a fun one to do. I turned around and saw my university diploma hanging on the wall. I raised my finger and tried to make flames erupt from my hand, but nothing happened. I touched the diploma and it wilted everywhere that I touched, as though my hand was fiery hot. Still not satisfied, I turned my hand over and saw that I was holding a grill lighter. I pulled the trigger on it and a nice flame came out. I used the flame as a source of my fire power and made a stream of fire burst forth from it. The flame danced in the air in whatever pattern I told it to. I drew shapes and words with it all over the place by tracing with my finger exactly what I wanted it to do, it was pretty fun! I turned my hand over and the lighter disappeared.
I turned around to see what was going on inside and I noticed that a giant Santa Claus looking fellow had joined the ladies. I tried to make time slow down for all of them by imagining a ticking clock sound getting slower and slower. It wouldn’t work, so instead I imagined pushing a fast forward button, and they started zooming around the house. I changed it to slow just for fun before returning time to normal. I walked back into the house which had transformed into having an enormous ballroom with greenhouse style skylights, fancy dinner guests, and a band that was playing soft jazz music. The party was to celebrate my graduation I guess. I was suddenly wearing a suit and I think that I had a glass of wine in my hand, and I’m pretty sure I tried some as well. I saw these beautiful women walking in. They were wearing very expensive looking dresses. I turned to the lady bartender and asked her when the strippers were going to arrive, using her to summon some strippers. She turned around to get right on it. While I was looking at the bar, I remembered a dream that Dreamer had recently told me about, where she dove into a brick wall. I decided that I liked that idea and that I was going to dive straight into this bar. I jumped towards it head first and smashed my face into bar’s hard surface. I was not be deterred though! I slowly pushed my way into the bar and then moved through it until I was on the other side. Everything was dark at that point though. I could feel the room around me but I was like a ghost in that world now, unable to interact with or be seen by anyone. I moved around the bartender lady to try to get her attention, then gave up and teleported.

I opened my eyes and saw that I was now in front of a giant video game museum (it was like I was in an RPG, the museum wasn’t dedicated to video games). I was with someone too, and I’m pretty sure it was Dreamer, it felt like her energy anyways. I remembered that I wanted to open Pandora’s Box, so I turned around expecting to see someone there that would give me the box.
There was this magnificent park with a huge open space in the middle where a giant Princess Peach was sitting. She was about twice the size of a large house and she was surrounded by bright green trees. She had a large chest in her hands that was Pandora’s Box!

I ran up to her with Dreamer and a huge grin spread across my face. I jumped up super high to try to get to the box but it wasn’t enough, so I took a second jump mid-air (by stepping on the air). Then I did a couple front flips and landed in Princess Peach’s hands. I opened Pandora’s Box and there was another chest inside that was covered in gold and various colored gems. An RPG like cut-scene happened with beautiful animated graphics, but I skipped it because I wanted to open that second chest! I appeared outside a shop in an animated Japanese town. I had light brown hair, a white shirt, and black shorts. I didn’t like my appearance so I changed into Cloud from FF7, then got ready for an awesome RPG adventure! I woke up. I stayed still and tried to imagine opening the chest because I was so damn curious and there was a golden key inside of it that was called ‘The Key of the Abyss’. Aw well, fun dream! It was really cool seeing such an enormous Princess Peach.

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So it's been years - seriously - since I've had a lucid dream that lasted for more than a second or two. Until two nights ago.

I discovered lucid dreaming on my own, and it was incredible. Mine were never super vivid - like they always felt hazy - but they did happen quite often, and I could always fly. My sleep cycle as a kid and teenager was really screwed up, mainly because OCD and insomnia kept me up late into the night, and I had to wake up early for school and such.

But then I started taking melatonin nightly, and lived a more regular albeit hectic schedule. On one hand, this was awesome, because I slept and felt better. But I also slept deeply. To the point where my dreams became less vivid, and in the rare event I would become conscious, I would be so exhausted that I'd just let myself become unconscious again. When you only have 4 or 5 hours to sleep...suffice it to say that isn't very good for lucid dreaming.

I have been fighting to get back to where I used to be, and I want my dreams to be more vivid, too! My efforts have finally been paying off.

So, the dreams from two nights ago! This night was the first effective MILD I've done. I basically told myself "I'm dreaming" until I fell asleep.

The lucid one! : I was standing amongst mountains, in a pine forest. It looked like I was on a lower part of a mountain, but a mountain indeed. There were a lot of people around, and a parking lot - seemed like a national park of some sort - and there were lots of tall mountains around me. We seemed to be on a cliff as well. I managed to realize I was lucid pretty quickly. I think it was because I realized I could fly! I was with my brother, and I yelled in excitement something along the lines of "WE'RE DREAMING!" I did upside-down pull-ups on the railing and all sorts of things, and I felt weightless. It was fantastic, and more vivid than I'm used to, too.

It was also foggy. Very foggy. I could see around me, but off the side of the cliff everything was mostly obscured by fog.

I decided to explore this building which seemed to be built into the mountain. Inside the building, there were towels everywhere, and a bunch of secret passageways. My brother came along with me. I happened to stumble upon a bathroom, and as I entered, I heard this gasp and saw a blurry reflection of a girl through some glass. All skin, maybe a shower cap? I don't remember! She must've just finished taking a shower or something. It looked like someone else was in there, too, but I couldn't tell. I figure the reason she gasped was because I accidentally walked in on her!

Aaaaaaand then I woke up. -_- But hey! I had a lucid dream for the first time in YEARS! Hard work pays off. I know this now. I hope this can continue into the school year. I don't want nights where I only sleep 3 or 4 hours anymore. I never liked those. I will do my best to improve on my time management so I won't have to (hopefully). I will do everything that I can.

Note to self: the reality check of whether or not I can fly is seeming to be more effective than checking my watch or my phone. But we will see.

Other, non-lucid dreams...

- For some reason, I had to move in with the parents of a friend of mine who lives in Nevada. I felt really lonely, even though they were really nice and friendly.
- Another friend of mine (who ironically knows the first friend) was with me in this glass house that overlooked the city below. There were a bunch of paintings kids had done, and they were sitting and drying on the floor. The floor was glass so you could see down below. We were probably just a few stories into the air. The city lights below were actually quite beautiful. If only I had become lucid during this one. That city would've been fascinating to explore.
- Apparently, some girl, younger than me, kissed me on the neck. I have essentially zero recollection of this one, but that's what it says in my dream journal. I actually do think she may have been blonde with blue eyes. But I don't remember any kissing...
- Another friend (yep, another! who happens to know the first two, I think!) was riding in this car or carriage or something. He was really famous, but he stopped to say hi. I was in a really crowded street, if I recall correctly.

But then the next night, I experienced zero lucidity, and I think I fell asleep when I was trying to write down a dream. Thus, the only notes I have are "Stormy and rain outside - some papers wet."

Very anticlimactic to the previous night beforehand, which was a shame because the prior night had been so captivating. Oh well. I tried sleeping in since I had nothing going on until church in the afternoon, but I couldn't sleep. I just laid there and felt wide awake. So I just watched We Bare Bears on YouTube instead. Wham!

I am at the county fair. A group of close friends is with me for some time and we purchase ice cream and other treats. It is hot out and there is a car crash down the road. I distinctly remember my bright green shirt and messy hair, the way I stepped over the blazing blacktop. Noon was born and I retreat to the horse barn, evading the heat. I am alone and before me is a large blank door. As I step inside, I descend many wooden stairs into many strange chambers made entirely of wood. I find electric saws, hammers, other woodworking tools all about. I find devices of torture and tables used for such, but empty and unused.

I find what appears to be an underground village, and the people there were welcoming and kind to me. They seem civilized and I remember their warm hearts. I exit the village and return to the horse stables, then move back to the centermost part of the fair. It is evening now and the sun is setting. The sky is red with dusk and blooms purple in its far reaches. The crowd thins, I see marauders in the distance wearing masks, mugging the innocent. I evade this and slink to the shadows, fleeing cowardly.

After wandering hopelessly for some time, I return to the village. As I find it this time, it is different. The nice people I remember are all gone, and several were hanging just beyond me. There, viper-like ropes clenched their throats and their bodies swayed. In horror and shock, I move along and find the remnant of the people. They are all dressed in police uniforms, yet I know in my heart that they are not who they say they are. There is a woman leading them. She is short with slightly wavy dark blonde hair. Her skin is pale and she has emerald eyes and wears gray formal attire and high heels. She is middle aged, perhaps older, in her sixties. She is cruel and frightening in every sense and has many, many people hanged. I see now that the masked marauders I had witnessed earlier begin to drag people in from the outside and torture them on long wooden tables. Work saws tear them apart and nails are driven into their skulls. One man is fed to a rabid horse. A pregnant woman has her stomach torn open and her unborn fetus baby is ripped out and devoured by a plethora of swines. There are demonic creatures walking in the halls in the distance, and I can hear them laughing malevolently.

I meet this woman, and her name is Dianne. I have never met her in the real world. She describes to me that she is in charge. I agree and begin to compliment her appearance, saying "what lovely hair you have", "what nice clothing you wear," and make an attempt to give her a great image of myself. Perhaps I may rank highly among these people, work alongside her. It was either this or die. I could do nothing. I had no choice. It was a psychopath's wonderland.

I point out to her who new targets should be, I show her who would be valuable assets to her. I help her find innocent, weak people to kill. I don a swine's face and wear it as a mask as I slip to and fro among the darkness and in the thick of night, kidnapping as I will, and massacring the populous. As I return, I am high in ranking and Dianne is appreciative of me, yet I am still new and she still attempts to frighten me and does succeed. She leads me to a large barn in the village. We stop at the door and she looks at me with a malicious smile. "I must warn you, inside you will see lots of violence, nudity, and sexual situations. Are you alright with this?" she asks me.

I nod and reply, "I can handle it."

"Okay," she said. "Follow me."

We move inside, accompanied by a few of her lackeys in their police uniforms. The first alleys of the building are filled with cells upon cells which hold captive live, unharmed humans. They are clothed and not touched harmfully yet, but are distraught and wailing. They are scared beyond compare and crying, begging release and mercy. They are all female. I finally realize that one of these captives is my own mother, and her face arranges hope as she sees me. She is on her knees in a tiny cage, just under another and flanked by even more. She begs silently, using only her facial expressions, for me to release her. To protect the both of us I must remain silent and pretend as though I do not know her, but my heart aches and I feel as though I could explode. My eyes want to stream a waterfall, but I must suppress my sorrow or risk death.

As we move through the rest of the building, I see grotesque experimentations. There are humans mixed with various farm animals. I see naked humans with horse heads, some with cow hooves, some with goat heads. Some are women with the rumps of pigs and some are men with the testicles of bulls. Some have sallow greenish, brownish, or grayish skin. There are bones nailed to some of the walls and I see authorized personnel leading normal humans to troughs where they are slaughtered and fed to these hybrid beasts. Women with the heads of pigs tear apart innocent human women and devour them. I vividly remember the blood and innards that were poured over the pavement at feeding time. Dianne during this time was happy and pleased. I watched as some of the personnel in uniform molested and engaged in other sexual interactions with the hybrid beasts. I remember wanting to divert my eyes, but could not out of fear. I wanted to please Dianne, so I pretended to love all of this, and that seemed impossible. There were times I even stepped into stables with the horse-women and laid my hands on them, even though I was terrified. I touched their bare bodies with my bare hands.

In the end, I was given my own uniform and told to work the building. As Dianne and I neared the door which we entered through, I spotted my mother again. There were no personnel around and I saw my chance. I pushed Dianne and broke down the cage door to my mother's cell, picked her up, and began on a mad dash to the door. The doors moved past me and all grew silent except for the sound of my crying, my pain, my heaving as I trekked across the ground with mother in my arms. Finally, an end did come.

I woke up naturally after 3 different rem cycles last night, I don't know how lol. I had a dream where I became semi lucid and dreamt about becoming lucid but alas I can't remember it anymore, doh.
1: I was inside a sort of palace with a soccer team, weird trans-dimensional things were going on, invisible walkways etc. Forgotten most of this one as it was from first rem period.
2: I was in my maths class and doing questions set by a substitute teacher. There were some flirty games going on in the class.
3: I woke up early and decided to play some games instead of falling back asleep. After a while my mum found me ut I excused it away and she went back to sleep. My friend saw I was playing and asked me how come we were both playing the same old retro games without knowing the other one did. After that I was very tired, so I was running late to school. I ended up not getting off at my regular stop but in the city, and wound up trying to get changed there. I then realized that no trains were going back on the same line, so I ran around loking for help. I went to buy mints in a store and asked the shopkeeper for help, and he gave me a philosophy pamphlet he wrote himslf for help. He was an old german man who had fought in world war 2, and seemed just a tad crazy. The dream sorta cycled in on itself here, repeating some stuff again, and I ended up back at the shop again, where he explained his pamphlet and tiraded against a redneck woman. He had a great quote when she abused him, something like "Well I can see that your breasts are no longer that which brought 4 American children to this earth", something like that . The I eventually managed to get a train to school and I promptly woke up.

We finish our coffee and the blonde conference-goer shakes my hand with a smile. I hand her my card and grin back.

The waiter walks up as the woman leaves. He leans over the table to pick up empty plates, his long hair swinging a bit as he moves, and I lean back, holding my coffee.

"These new age yoga nitwits are easy pickings," I tell him conversationally. "They'll buy anything if they think it will help them along a spiritual path."

The two of us chat for a bit, and I give the waiter my card and head out.

Perspective switch

I'm the blonde "yoga nitwit" from before. I'm looking into a mirror, changing my hair and appearance to match my character. My husband comes into the hotel room and smiles at me.

"You got him?"

"He's hooked."

Someone comes and knocks at the window of the fire escape, and my husband dives for cover so that we're not seen together.

The manager of the hotel is explaining to us that they ran out of space, so there's going to be a whole bunch of kids sharing our suite.

"That's unacceptable," I tell him or her. Their gender presentation keeps shifting.

They shrug. "You still have the bedroom. It's just the living area and the bathroom that you have to share."

I look at the line that's formed in front of the bathroom and narrow my eyes, but I can practically see the timer for our op ticking down before my eyes.

"Get out," I tell them. "I'll deal with this later."

We probably have to scrub the op.

I'm on another part of the same floor when all hell breaks loose. I'm pinned by a couple of girls from high school and a man is dumping cages full of dangerous things on me, which I'm deflecting. I break loose, wearing the guise of a brown-haired Samael.

"Get back, fiend!" says a booming voice, and Thor is swinging Mjolnir past my head. I dodge across the room, and the hammer comes flying at my stomach.

Oof. Confirming that sacred objects can still knock the wind out of you. Good thing I'm invulnerable, or this probably would have torn straight through my chest cavity. I still go flying, knocking down a wall behind me. Splinters of wood go flying everywhere, and I pick up the hammer.

Just as an enemy agent pops out with an AK-47. I'm swinging Mjolnir by its strap to ricochet the bullets back at my enemies, and then I'm letting the hammer fly—

And I throw myself through the door into the hotel room.

"Elhaz," I command, waving a hand at the wall and weaving protection into the doors and windows. Overwhelming force, meet immutable object. That should buy me a moment's peace.

I wave my hand in a pattern, more jerky than it needs to be, and glance up from the floor at Sandman's Lucifer, who's standing on this side of the door and looking at me with a nonchalant expression.

"You were supposed to be covering my back," I accuse.

I bicker with my counterpart. The two of us are the same person in different universes, or maybe opposite sides of the same coin.

---

I'm walking on the side of a highway in the mountains. A girl has stopped me to ask about backpacking, and I say that I'm just walking from inside the town to the campsite on the mountain.

"Really? I've never been there," she says.

"You should; it's the best climbing spot in the area."

My name is Honor Harrington, and I'm biking down a path in a valley. In the centre of the valley is a school, and I hop off my bike to go investigate.

I sneak in through an unalarmed pair of double doors, and look around the main floor.

The intercom is blaring something. My communications device is picking up another frequency.

Honor Harrington is there? says an alarmed voice. We can't let her get to the balcony!

The balcony. Interesting. I'd better get up there, then.

I still haven't been spotted; they just know I'm in the area. I pick the doors that I walk through and the shadows that I creep through carefully, and make it to the room by the balcony. There's a bench there, and I poke at it to find a secret compartment filled with papers; glossy, like a magazine. I feel a stab of betrayal; J at the church put them there.

I need to unravel what's going on here. But first, I need to make my escape.

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I drive my car into the parking lot at the school and step out. It's a work night for a local club, where we all sit and chat and work on projects. I used to volunteer with them, but it's been a while since I've gone.

I'm inside, working on my project, but my hackles rise as a woman walks behind me. Apparently while I've been gone, one of the only really bad bosses that I've had has risen through the ranks of the organization. I try to ignore her, but leave soon after.

First dream recorded NL - about being a LDer and getting very clear instructions from an expert tutor on how to go about it - very nice as I was being totally taken on as a good student who was top of the class having every ability to be a great LDer, I felt great -
I did wbtb around 3-4am and listened to some binaural beats to sharpen my mind as I felt very tired - may have worked!

Sat up for reluctant wbtb at 3 am and had a Late morning LD decided to lay on my left side (around 4.20 am)as I was now very awake and felt I needed to change my sleeping position and see what happens ( I usually attempt wild on my back) I knew I would fall asleep quite quickly on my side tho so I did my best to keep mind clear and repeat mantra

"I am Lucid tonight " and " I know I am dreaming"

At 5.54 am I woke to put this one in voice recorder
- got a couple of short Lucids on my side! The first was a propper false awakening where it was the first time I have Actually realised I was dreaming as I lay there on my side in my bed - ha ha it felt great ! Having the awareness to bring my hands up to look at them ' great I am dreaming'! I sat up! And said 'I am Lucid ' - but Then I laid back down ... then I sat up again and went running into my mums room laughing ( my mum doesn't live here so I had quickly become non lucid ;( ...I then went back to bed and very soon realised again as I lay on my side "hay - I was actually dreaming again!"- I looked at my hands again - yes! " I am still dreaming " I said. This made me very happy and I got up easily from my bed and wandered out of the house - I tried to remember some tasks as I made my way out. The scenery was a bit grey so I feel it would have been good if I had taken time here to stabilise by rubbing my hands together or saying some mantras - so I think dream ability was pretty weak. A DC got in my way and un-nerved me a bit ; I didn't-want to get distracted so I managed to brush passed him - once outside I decided I wanted to climb to the top of a high rise building and jump off to test my Lucidity - ha ha - lucidity was low tho coz - as I tried to jump and climb up the side of a building I kept falling back down, no super power! Finally woke up knowing I have lots and lots to learn great experience!