memorable

April 25, 2015

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My New Mommy
I was in class with the kids but we were in this weird room. I sat in the corner with my computer, and I greeted the kids as they came in because the door was right in my corner. I remember that the room was made with light wooden floors and walls, and was very open to the outside; there were big windows. We all had on headphones with microphones that were all connected, so all we could hear was each other. I was checking kids' papers (we did research papers) and sources. M and T had the same source for their paper about women's suffrage. I walked around a little more and then sat down and turned on my headphones. K said "if i loose my mom and I'm all tragic will you be my new mommy Ms. Kestrel?" And I pretended I didn't hear it, because I wasn't sure what an appropriate response would be...

I was with K, T and M later at recess or something and we walked around the back of the school. There were interesting stairs and weird structures so I climbed the stairs and came to a pretty hill overlooking an orchard of sorts with some forested areas surrounding it. It was sunset and very pretty. It reminded me a lot of the space Zukin and I found in Germany while biking one day.



The Next Level Cult

I was in some kind of survival game, or a spiritual/intuition test. A bunch of people were let into a big room with about 7 holes in the ceiling and ladders hanging down from them. We had to pick one of the ladders to go through. N (one of my students) was there but I don think I recognized anyone else. He was trying to reach one of the ladders but couldn't because he was too small. I lifted him up to it and then went to a spot where two ladders were in the far left corner. Almost everyone was choosing the ladder that had a platform to reach it, but something drew me to the other one. It wasn't a lot harder to get to or anything, so I didn't know why everyone was going up the other one. I had to fenangle just a little bit to reach it, and climbed up...

I came up into another room with a really tall ceiling. There was also some ledges. It was as if the room before had a huge box over it, if that makes sense. There was a very short (maybe a foot tall) fence down the middle of the room, which was made of spaghetti, or something else that wasn't all that strong. There were about 15-20 people on my side and lots of people on the other side. There was a voice through a speaker somewhere. It told us that anyone who tried to cross the fence in the middle would be thrown off the edge, into something deadly... The voice also told everyone on the other side of the room to go back home. Then the guy in charge of this event came up the ladder on our side, and greeted us as people who had good intuition. The ladder test was to weed out the people whose intuition wasn't good enough for the following tests and trials.

We all sat in a circle and he explained the point of this all to us. He said we would be feasting tonight... he was sitting between me and a guy I had met and been chatting to, and he seemed to be favoring us, like talking mostly to us, or at least looking at us more. Anyway, he said we'd be feasting and then looked right at me, ran his hand down my back to my waist. "Feasting," he repeated and I was just like "No." Very firmly.

He seemed put off but in a good way, as if I had impressed him, and moved to the girl sitting next to me and said "feasting?" She said hesitantly no. He tried a few more girls and then said something about us "not liking vampires too, I guess." I rolled my eyes and we were all thinking, ugh, Twilight. The Master said, "well, I mean, I read the first books." I had to confess that I had as well in high school. Then he talked about Bella birthing Renesme and this is where it got even weirder... He got on the floor and spread his legs, pretending to be giving birth, scooting around on the floor on his butt and making weird faces. "You'd pay to see that, right?!" We were all a little disconcerted. "Right?!" He was a little crazed here, and then he zeroed in on me again which made me feel super uncomfortable. It was as if he was targeting me more now, and planned to get me pregnant, then keep everyone here for 9 months to watch me have his baby... That or like he knew I was already pregnant or something. I was starting to think this guy was an insane creep... But this test was somehow important to complete.

We moved on to a new conversation though I can't remember the topic. I know that we broke off to do a series of tests but that whenever the Master stood up and held out his hands we were to create a linked circle. It got more and more cultish. Eventually we ended up at my house; we were competing in my driveway. One of us had a little chocolate-ish blob and the other was supposed to try to squish it. I was partnered with H (one of my students) who had just appeared there. H's blob started going down the driveway hill and I was able to pretty easily squish it, so I won and started up the driveway again. It had been all nice and warm and spring-like, but once I got to the top of the driveway, in front of the garage, there was snow on the ground. I was walking through it barefoot (we were all wearing barely anything by now; short shorts and tank tops with hair pulled up) and then the Master threw snow at me and it got in my left ear. He started throwing snow at all of us, and we weren't quite sure what to do about it. None of us were sure whether this guy was a mad creep or a genius.

I went into the porch but noticed a circle gathering in the garage, so I dropped my stuff and went to join the circle. We were all standing. The Master was standing opposite me and said, "everyone sit down." But even though i heard him clearly, at the same time there was a crystal clear, loud, strong voice in my left ear that said "Don't. Move." So I stayed standing. 3 or 4 other people stayed standing and the rest were sitting. All the sitting people closed their eyes and seemed to be asleep. The Master looked at each of us (one of them was the guy I met at the beginning and had a slight crush on) and was about to give further instructions (I knew now that I had passed some sort of spiritual or other-worldly test... I had been chosen, but I don't know what for) but I woke up.

It's strange, because I think I was in and out of waking throughout this whole dream. Like, I knew I was awake in bed even as I was in the dream. Two places at once, almost. It was strange.

#433 - DILD - 5:18AM

I am traveling with a group of people. An old pastor from a very long time ago was leading us. He kept saying something about getting to Atlantic City. My wife's cousin is talking about winning a lot of cash at the casino and wanted to go his own way and meet up with us later. I interrupt, "Atlantic City? Is that in Georgia?" The pastor said it's actually in another galaxy. I get excited about this idea.

The next thing I recall is I need to change my clothes. My wife is in the room with me and as I grab a pair of jeans she tells me this is all a dream. I pause feeling unsure about it, but noticing how wavy and blurry my jeans look. She goes on, "Yeah. You should totally try changing your clothes in a dream. It would make a cool task." I look up and see myself in a mirror on a dresser and my face is highly distorted. Ok I believe her. Wow, that really cool my wife told I was dreaming! I decide I may as well try her lucid task suggestion and slowly and meticulously put my jeans on. I think about cheating with dream control, but I really want to get this. I pull my shirt off and put on a new one with some difficulty but manage to get it done.

I follow my wife around checking out the dream environment and talking to people for what feel like a very long time. However, nothing super interesting happens here and I forget most of it.

I see my plant manager at some point and decide to show off some dream control to him. I tell him I can levitate, but he gives me an uncharacteristically animated look of disgust when I cant do it. I see some dice on a wire rack next to us. I say, "OK then watch me juggle." I get the same look when my dice float of in various directions not matching my hand movements. I try again, "OK FINE. TK!" There are some boxes of cereal now in the wire rack. With great effort I get them to fall over. Just then, I hear a loud siren and my wife yelling at me, "It's time to go!" Startled and without thinking, I turn around and run toward her.

We are outside now with other people, my wife is standing to my right. I am told we are about to board the space ship, but as I look at the sky I see a very bright and colorful sunset behind large fluffy clouds. I look at in it awe and the clouds fade away reveling a wormhole. I see now that It's not a sunset at all but the light emanating from the anomaly itself. My wife is saying something about entering it to Atlantic City, but I don't pay her attention. I am way to transfixed by the beauty of the thing in the sky. I ask myself why I don't just fly in there right now as I begin to levitate. I put my hands in front of me expecting to fly, but I can't move. Instead I focus on being close and I teleport to the wormhole up close. I sort of get the image of look at a digital picture up close and can almost see pixelation. I ignore this and fall in head first.

I drift silently in a void and hope that I'm not actually waking up. I feel myself weightless and slowly flipping end over end in a fetal position. I enjoy the feeling and stay frosty like it's just another OBE episode. I keep thinking of when Cooper entered the black-hole in Interstellar, hoping for a similar experience. I really hadn't thought of a destination and now I just rely on my subC to bring me out anyplace I can. I get a brief visual of some man looking down. I don't notice now, but later I'll realize it was Cooper himself. The visual returns in flashes alternating to dark void. I focus on seeing intensely and quickly find myself laying on a floor next to a crying baby. Cooper is there tending to another identical baby. I just want the baby to quiet down so I can think and find a bottle. The baby doesn't want the bottle at first so I try it myself. The milk tastes good. My father instincts kick in and I cuddle the baby close to me and try the bottle once more. The baby seems content now. I wake up.

7:24 AM. 4/1/2015 April 1
I was sitting in the middle of the hallway at high school after hours reading a book. Suddenlly, hordes of students came pouring in. Two girl students asked me to move my chair because they were sweeping there. I saw my friend Braden walk by. I exited the school and saw my old friend Clayton. I followed Clay out to a bus where he got on and I just turned around and walked the other way. I heard him shouting my name so I started to walk towards him. He started asking if I still had his phone. I checked my pocket and somehow I did have his phone. I ran to him while he was halfway hanging out the door of the bus and I gave him his phone. He then proceeded to leave his fist hanging out in the air and I gave him a fist bump. I then started to walk to my sister's car because she is the one that gives me rides home from school.

Morning of April 25, 2015. Saturday.



I am working for some sort of movie production company and we are actively filming scenes for at least two different American caper movies on the same day, holding a camera while in a pickup truck and in other outdoor settings. The movies seem to have attributes of “The Sting” (from 1973 though set in September 1936) and “Paper Moon” (also technically a caper film from 1973 and also apparently and coincidentally set in 1936). At one point, the passenger-side door in front keeps opening and partly closing, causing the driver (a member of the film crew) to zigzag all over the street. There are a few other filming mishaps but nothing that dangerous. (I believe there is an incidental play on the name Addie Loggins from “Paper Moon”, relative to both adding production costs and logging in to a website.)

There is also a subplot not related to the main theme. There are a few teenagers hanging out in what appears to be the last week of school (over time). A thin blonde male seems partly attracted to a light-haired female but does not always acknowledge her. This seems more as if it is being filmed in the 1950s rather than 1936. None of the characters in my dream are in any way familiar. I do not know any names in this scenario, either. A shorter dark-haired male is also interested in the same girl and at one point seems angry and sad about the other male ending up with her.

This is where events become atypical, although I have had similar dreams many years back, mostly only in 1990. Over time, I somehow occupy the bodies of the two main characters, both the male and the female, for fairly short periods for each and with an extremely augmented sense of touch and heightened general physical awareness. During each change, I actually intimately feel their emotions and loving thoughts about each other even though they are complete strangers to me personally. It does not seem all that odd to me in-dream and it is almost like I am an entity that needs to “remind” them of their destiny at certain points by becoming one of them for a short time and experiencing life through their individual perspectives. At some points though, I seem to be disembodied just on the periphery of their physical body.

So I'm at my grandmas house for the entirety of the dream. Some family is here with me, both my sisters, my mom, and my grandma. I keep tonguing this little thing that I feel in the bottom tooth right before the wisdom tooth. It feels like it'll come out loose each time but its hard to budge. The whole time I'm thinking it's a piece of food or something. Then finally I feel it snap off and I feel 2 solid shards of something and instantly know what it is, it's pieces of mercury filling and I panic and spit it out into my hand so I don't accidentally swallow them. The main shard is larger than the little secondary bit. I run and show my family and I'm worried because I feel like mercury vapors are now going into my system. Then I start to eat for some reason, and then this girl who I don't know and don't know why she's in my grandmas house yells at me that I shouldn't be eating when I broke the mercury and that all the food touched it and went into my stomach. I panic and start to feel sick and contemplate making my self throw up the poisoned food in me, but I don't and instead try to shoot water in my mouth to clean it all out. Then my family leaves, they have to go somewhere for a little bit and I'm left there alone. For some reason I can't stop fixating on my teeth in the bathroom mirror, I look to see the tooth where the mercury broke off, and notice how disgusting and rotted all my teeth are. I become confused as to why nearly all my teeth now have mercury fillings because I thought I only had two. (In waking life I only have two and remembered this in my dream). There's brown spots and the teeth are yellow and sickly. I go and walk into the dining room area and stand there anxiously waiting for my family to come back, I feel like I need their help in the matter. Then while waiting I feel the upper tooth next to one of my big front tooth's become wiggly and I try to bight it back into place but then I hear this crackle noise that I knew meant the root just cracked out of the gum, then I just let it fall into my hand, I look at it and it's shaped weird I notice and it had two sharp thorn looking things that i guess were the roots, the tooth is brown and yellow and seems to be swollen. My mom comes home and I show her the tooth, she is disgusted by it rather than wanting to help me, she squeezes the tooth for some reason and I hear a crack and she drops it to the counter with disgust and says it's disgusting. I look at it and see she cracked the tooth open and it was completely filled with brown stuff that feel out of it that looks like beef jerky pr something. I just leave the tooth there and go look in the mirror again, because my mom left again. I look to see the spot where the tooth had fallen from, but I don't see any spot without a tooth, and then I realize that there must've been a tooth behind the tooth that just fell out, it relieves me. I examine it in the mirror, it's not aligned with my front teeth but I don't care, its smaller like maybe it'll grow in more, and its bright white and healthy. Then I feel a group of teeth on the bottom about a row of four of them feel really wiggle, and I try to bite them back into place, bite the roots back in, but they just wont, I hear that crackles noises of the roots forever displacing, so I let all four teeth fall into my hand. They're all yellow, I put them on the bathroom counter top and look in the mirror expecting a big spot on my gums with no teeth and also all the other teeth being disgusting, but then I'm shocked to see in the mirror all my teeth there, and they all look healthy, vibrant white, in alignment, I'm so shocked and pleased to see such thing I almost wanted to cry with joy, and I think to myself, my teeth have never looked so nice like this and that I shall want to smile to people, to everyone. The teeth felt strong, not on the verge of falling out like the other ones.

Ritual: WTB 12:45am, woke 6am and felt rested enough to do a solid WBTB and WILD attempt. Read LD books for an hour then returned to bed at 7am. I took bacopa, L-theanine, alpha-GPC, and even ventured to add a little galantamine to the mix, breaking open a Galantamind capsule and adding half the powder to my alpha-GPC solution. I lay on my back and counted, also deciding on my intended tasks: muto herbam and my lucid dare. For the hell of it I added in a short mantra on the off-counts: inspired by the DC's weird question last night ("Who is your mantra?") I was using the name of an intriguing DC from a prior dream. I started losing the count quickly and after picking it back up a few times, drifted off somewhere in the 30s. Eventually I woke back up, used the bathroom, and checked the time before lying down on my left side to sleep. It was 7:30am. Woke up at 8am with dream.

WILD: I quickly started to feel promising bodily sensations, able to move in ways I was sure weren't "real." At one point I felt my husband's face very close to mine, thought I could feel his breath against my face, and was afraid this distraction was going to wake me. Feeling a bit rude, I pushed him away. After that he got up and I hoped he had understood my reasons—recognized that I was in the middle of a dream attempt—and wasn't annoyed. Of course in retrospect, I'm sure that none of this actually happened; not only does the geography of the bed make it physically unlikely, but my husband was still fast asleep on his side of the bed when I woke up to write this report.

As soon as I felt I had full bodily control, I started trying to get out of bed. I threw caution to the winds because I've started to suspect that a lot of the barriers to transition are self-imposed. So I got out of bed as soon as I could manage it, and although I felt awkward at first, moving very herky-jerkily as I tried to walk out of the room—a bit like a marionette whose puppetmaster is still figuring out the right use of the strings—I soon got back into the feel of it.

I walked into the kitchen, where my attention was caught by what looked like a big wad of gauze or lace, about 18 inches in diamter. In shape it resembled those scrunchies you use in the shower, but it was much larger and made of lacy white gauze with silver sparkles. The texture was wonderfully detailed, more distinct than anything else in my field of vision, so I decided to pick it up and use it for my first experiment. The simpler of the tasks I had planned was to practice a bit with transformation and with plants, so I held the gauze in my hands and commanded, "Muto herbam," envisioning the form of a long-stemmed red rose.

The material was resistant at first, so I repeated the command a few times and intensified my will. Eventually it shrank compliantly into a red flower, but the blossom appeared to be that of a tulip, so I continued staring at it sternly until it manifested more layers of ruffled petals. I studied it to make sure it was a proper rose and not just an ambitious carnation, and when I was finally satisfied with its form, I lifted it to my nose to smell it. It actually did smell like a rose! This impressed me all the more because I so rarely have any olfactory impressions in my dreams. (Then again, I guess I don't spend much time sniffing things.)

I wondered if I should leave the house to perform my next task. I'm still working on my lucid dare, which requires me to find an camp of elves in the forest and join them in making music. My initial impulse was to leave my house and look for the forest, but that hasn't worked well before, so this time I thought I would to try a different approach and transform the environment around me rather than bodily leaving it. I looked around the room for another plant suitable for my experiment and was pleased to discover a spindly sapling with lots of thin twigs tipped with narrow yellow flowers growing in a pot. I went over to it and commanded "Rego herbam," commanding it to grow into a tall tree. Nothing happened at first, but eyeing its numerous twigs I had another idea for how to use it.

The sapling was slightly taller than I was, so I backed up against it and pulled its flexible branches around me to create the visual impression that I was surrounded by a thicket, once again commanding "Rego herbam." The trick worked! The twigs filling my field of vision became a real thicket in which I found myself hiding on a hillside, trying to remain unseen as I peered down at a large camp of about two dozen people occupying a cleared basin just below me. I hoped they were elves! But they didn't seem merry, and I didn't hear any music. They were dressed in muted earthtones and went about their business grimly.

I can't remember if I actually observed the camp being raided, but by some means I understood that this was a camp of rebels whose people were being oppressed and frequently captured and sold into slavery by the inhabitants of a nearby castle. I was aware that had several been taken away recently, and decided that the best way to ingratiate myself with the camp would be to rescue them. So I transported myself into the castle dungeon and began to search for the captives.

The first door I opened led to an empty room, though it definitely looked like a classic dungeon, with rough-hewn and filthy stone floor and walls. Returning to the corridor, I saw that there were lots of identical doors, and I didn't think I had time to try them all, so I let instinct guide me to another door across the hall. At first this seemed promising: there was very little light filtering in through the tiny windows high in the wall, and in the shadows I thought I saw four figures manacled to the walls around the room. As I walked in, planning to free them, I found that either my eyes had decieved me, or the dream had shifted: the manacles were there, but this room was just as empty as the last. It made me wonder if what I had seen were the ghosts of past prisoners.

As I went to leave the room, I was startled to discover that the door was now half-blocked by a chest-high mound of stone rubble. I started to climb over but it was too steep, and afterward the blockade looked even higher, taller than I was. If I didn't act soon I would be completely walled in! So I mustered my concentration and simply pushed through the pile of rocks. The stone felt very resistant and I had to use all my strength, but finally burst through into the hallway. I was surprised how exhausted I felt after this feat. Given that it was a dream, it shouldn't be any harder to move "rocks" than anything else, but I felt completely spent. While I paused to regain my strength, I heard people approaching from around a corner to my left. There was no time to get away, so I simply held very still in the doorway and concentrated on being invisible to them.

There were three people in all. One person passed by without giving any sign of seeing me. Two others followed, walking together, and to my consternation they stopped at the door, right in front of me. Although they didn't seem to see me, something appeared to have caught their attention (the dislodged rocks?) because one of them pulled out a handheld device and started waving it in my direction as though scanning something. I wondered what would happen if they tried to walk through the doorway. I still seemed to be invisible, but would they be able to pass right through my body? Or would they bump into me? I decided not to risk it, and I was also a little worried that the scanner might detect my presence, so I reached out and grabbed one of the people with each hand. I willed them both to fall unconscious, and they slumped to the ground. The one to the left was a woman dressed in "business casual," while the guy to the right appeared to be a uniformed security guard. I immediately knelt down and hastily stripped the latter of all the tech I could find on his body: earpiece, cellphone, and a few other little widgets that I didn't recognize. I thought I heard another person coming down the hall, so I transformed into a bird and flew out one of the small barred windows high up on the walls.

The castle was on a gently sloping hillside, and I was now flying over a wide rural landscape. At the base of the hill was a wooded region, and far beyond that I could see the curve of the ocean shore. I figured I would still be able to find my way back to the camp, since I had just come from there, so I let memory or instinct guide me. Meanwhile I focused on making sure I was flying properly, since I haven't spent much time in bird form. I alternated between flapping my wings and holding them stiff and outstretched so that I could glide on the wind. I felt like a large bird of prey, and I was clutching the tech I had just stolen in my talons.

I flew over the forest until I saw a clearing below that looked familiar. Descending felt very realistic, because I was circling just like a raptor would, wide at first and then in a narrowing spiral until I landed. To get the attention of the people in the camp, I decided that I should not be an ordinary brown eagle, but a white eagle. Apparently this drew a little too much attention, because on the way down I discovered that someone was shooting arrows at me. I decided I could use this to make my entrance particularly impressive, so at the very moment that I touched the ground I not only turned back into a woman, I also grabbed an arrow that was about to hit me right out of the air.

Earlier I had not made sure whether or not the people in the camp actually were elves, and now that I look around at closer range, I see only round human ears. I approach a couple people who are talking authoritatively, like leaders of the group. One is a capable looking woman with short, dirty-blonde hair. I ask her if there are any elves in the camp, thinking to myself that if I do find some, I'll give them the tech I stole as a friendly gesture. No one can specifically point to any elves, so I ask, well, who was shooting at me? I figure that if there is an elf, it might well have been the one lobbing arrows. The woman points across the camp. Following her gesture, I notice a slight figure huddled on a bench, completely wrapped in a dark grey blanket.

I walk over and lean down in front of the figure, trying to gently tug the blanket aside to reveal its face. It seems shy, hiding its face under the blanket like this, but I soon discover the reason. As I begin to reveal its features, they are the last thing I would have expected. The head is made of molded transparent plastic, with a suggestion of human features on the outside and circuitboards within. It is an android!

The android has a high, almost childish voice, and evidently feels very bashful about its unusual appearance. It tries to prevent me from pulling back the blanket, protesting, "I look repulsive."

I completely disagree, and tell it so: "No you don't. You look amazing." It reluctantly lets me tease aside the blanket to reveal its whole head.

At this point a man walks up to us. He looks to be in his forties, balding, a bit stocky in build, and with rounded features, kind of resembling Rob Corddry. From his dress and demeanor, I immediately intuit that he is the creator of this android. I realize that he would be the ideal person to give the tech I stole from the castle guard.

"I have something for you," I say without preamble, and fill his hands with the little pile of objects.

He looks delighted. "This will be really useful."

We start chatting a bit about the android, and I ask if he knows where to find any elves. He's not aware of any in the camp, but I overhear a snippet of conversation from people standing nearby that I think might be relevant to my question; one of them mentions a place called "Junkyard Bay" and I resolve to check it out.

"What's your name?" I ask the inventor. I feel a bit silly always asking this of DCs, but I like to know.

"Dira," he says. That's how I assumed it was spelled, but from the pronunciation it could just as easily be "Deera." He asks mine, and I tell him.

Dira is looking at me like he finds me really familiar, but can't figure out where he knows me from. "We haven't spoken before this? No beer? No comfort?"

I am perplexed by his laconic queries until I realize that he's asking if he might have met me in a bar or a brothel. I might have been offended at the implications if I weren't so fascinated by his distinctive manner of speaking, so unlike my own speech patterns. How could a DC, a projection of my own mind, demonstrate linguistic traits so utterly unlike my own, to the point where it took me a moment to make sense of what he was saying? It was one of those moments that make me wonder if my reductionist assumptions are correct, but I'm not ready to go down the path of madness without better evidence than this.

I shake my head, since I'm pretty sure I've never met him in either dream or waking life. He asks my name another time, and I repeat it. I've been using my WL name, having forgotten my former resolution to use an alias with DCs.

Dira starts explaining something about the locals: "What's particularly important for the native Ukaran communities is the..." there was more, but it was complicated, and I was still trying to figure out what was going on.

"Ukaran?" I ask, to make sure I heard correctly.

"Yes, the Ukaran and the Utankaran."

I had the impression that he was implying that the Ukarans were the people in this camp, and I'd already seen the problems that they were facing—oppression and human trafficking on the part of the people in the castle. I wondered if the oppressors were the Utankarans. The similarity in their names suggested that they were closely related but (in the manner of such things) probably deeply opposed social groups.

I had gotten my hair done because it was New Year's Eve and I was going out with a friend. I walked into the ballroom and saw Betty White and my aunt, Laura (she's 86 and lives in another state) - she's been on my mind b/c I haven't seen her in a couple of years and I'm going to go this summer at the very latest - I went to Laura, hugged her and asked her what she was doing there. Then, I saw Mom, started to cry fairly hard as I was walking to her because I knew I was dreaming b/c I've been RCing with my parents and my sisters. I woke up before I got to her...and was so disappointed b/c I want to see my parents (who have both passed away in the last few years) in my LDs, I tried to lie still and go back into the dream but I moved and couldn't go back to sleep right away. All three ladies were in floor length gowns and all three looked very pretty. In WL, my mother died three Christmases (two days before) ago and she died from cancer and weighed 90 lbs. and was frail and in pain when she died so I have these horrible memories and I can't hardly remember all the good years - I totally enjoyed my parents. So, even if it was for just a short second, she looked beautiful and healthy and I'm grateful to have seen that.

Wasted Earth

I was inside a crypt. I was working with an expedition to discover secrets of a forgotten civilisation. I was searching for rock slabs that covered knowledge about it's past. I've found one, and took it to one of the researchers - an old man with long, grey beard and grey hair. He told me that they received an information about placement of one of the slabs, and gave me electronical device similar to PDA.

I went out of a crypt I was inside before, and looked around. The world was highly devastated. Toxic gases filled the air, I could see green clouds on the seeimngly dark brown sky. I could breathe normally though. The soil was barren, and there were only a few oasis where any vegetation could survive. I could see distortions over the horizon, and then I've received a message from researchers that I should move quick, as a huge heat wave was coming.

I had no weapon or protective suit. My only chance was to get quickly to the place where slab was seen, and get back as quickly as I can. I moved on. The air became more dry over the time, and distortions over the horizon were getting stronger.

Going through dry river valleys and entering a plateau of barren land I looked at all the skeletons scattered around. They must've died in one sudden event. Suddenly I spotted an oasis in the distance. It covered a hill and a valley. It wasn't too big area. Seeing that heat wave was getting much stronger, I ran towards it.

I got into the oasis just in time. I saw that heat wave gathered enough strenght that soil started to burn. The anomalous heat wave haven't had any effect on the oasis though. I looked at the sky. Dark brown colour transisted smoothly with red and orange.

I sat on the ground. Looking on the PDA-like device I saw that the slab is Then I heard someone cursing at the sudden heat wave. I went there, and saw a man in blue protective suit. It was reinforced, and some mechanisms were added to make it more of a protective exoskeleton. The man wasn't wearing helmet. He had dark hair and brown eyes. I started the conversation.

- What's going on?

- Man!? Where have you been for past few months?

*silence*

- Alright then. Any other questions?

- Where did you get that protective suit?

- Found a few kilometres away from this oasis. It belonged to a dead mercenary.

- Who killed the mercenary?

- You should ask what killed him. Beasts. Horrible creatures adapted to live in this hostile environment.

- What can you tell me about those beasts?

- Probably there are many species of them, but we know about only a few. Example of them can be sliders. They have strong exoskeleton, and razor-sharp teeth. When chasing their prey, they slide on the ground. They are dangerous alone, and if you can meet group of them - good luck. The second beast you need to know about are bone breakers. They don't attack you, and their meat seems to be edible. You must be carefull when hunting them, as they have muscular limbs, able to break femur without using their full capabillities.

- How can they survive in the heat?

- Sliders dig holes and hide deep in the ground. When heat waves are over they wait for a prey to walk over the hole. Bastards can feel you coming from long distance. Bone breakers live close to caves, but they also visit oasis from time to time. Deep in the cavernous lakes they are safe from heat. You must also know about more dangerous species. Two most dangerous beasts are predators and wild horns.

- I guess predators are the most dangerous?

- Nope. Predators are weak, and live only in upland regions, where they can find suitable for them conditions. Their only strenght is their speed and powerful limbs. They can tear your limbs apart. Wild horns are the most dangerous beast you'll ever encounter. The mercenary belonged to a group that was attacked by one wild horn. The beast's exoskeleton is stronger than any other substance found in the Wastelands. Eyelids of the beast are protected by transparent layer of this substance when eyes need protection. Bastards can survive strongest of heat waves. When they see their prey, they shoot horns out of their backs. The rain of high speed horns made of strong, sharp substance can go through any armor. This was the only armor that was in quite good state. I had to throw away the helmet, as one of the horns hit the mercenary in the head. I have a helmet in my stuff, ready to be put on when going out of the oasis. Anyway, what are you doing here?

- I was sent to recover a slab.

- You mean this? I took it from dead mercenaries. Why do you need it?

- I help researchers of forgotten civilisation. I need to give it back to them.

- And they've sent you on suicidal mission for a slab? Nevermind, take it.

I take the slab in my hand, and put it in a backpack. I ask.

- Why did you cursed at the heat?

- I wanted to move on, when it stopped me from getting out of this place.

- Why do you want to leave the oasis?

- It's too peaeful in here, people just can't live without their problems.

*I'm surprised that I could recall such amount of dialogue. All I remembered in the morning were brief moments. By trying to recall more of the dream a few times this day, I was able to recover some lost information about the dream.*

I flew last night over trees with my sister, Maria, and it was exhilarating. I saw someone walking far below, and flew behind leaves so they wouldn’t see because I thought they might wonder how someone is flying, unless the person was Maria. At that, Maria was flying with me, and I said “Flying in dreams is such an important life skill which I had lost. You have no idea how hard it has been.” Then I came to a golden pillar, as of a temple, and held it as if the substance of the temple understood.

Later, I was walking under a tree that was full of lights. Someone pointed under the tree and said “Your bulb is there.” I hadn’t seen it, but there was indeed a large bulb, which I picked up.

That last part of the dream reminds me of what Jesus said, “I am the Vine and you are the branches.” The feeling of having fallen from the vine is an anxiousness sensation that I have had at other times in life, but then I remember the other parable, of falling, “Unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds.”

When I awoke, I set the dream in verse:

My bulb had fallen from the vine of lights,
but I recovered it beneath a tree,
within a dream realm, after joyful flights,
when someone pointed out the bulb to me.
The bulb will do no good, though, in my pocket.
For it to shine, I have to find the socket.

I thought of the candlelit mass on the night of Easter vigil, where everyone lit their candle with someone else’s flame, and I recalled the words of a hymn we sang that had made me think of Maria and brought me to tears…

I will hold the Christ light for you
in the night-time of your fear;
I will hold my hand out to you,
speak the peace you long to hear.

Her Name Was Ramsey
It's been a while since I got on here .

Been busy if a lot of things and had a dry spell recently. However, I have been having vivid dreams of a girl that kept popping up in every dream I had whenever I slept or nap. Slowly I got close to her as if she was a person. Not obsessive or anything crazy, just a very close bond. We did many things such as jump on houses made of moon bounces and have a giant water park where roofs of houses were water slides. This whole time with her, and many nights of fun...I never knew her name. Every time I asked, she will shoot a playful smile and say "you'll see." This particular dream I had last night, finally, was lucid and many things happened...which led to her unfortunate end.

How it all ended.

It started with me waking up on a boardwalk. Instantly I became lucid and was very excited but I calmed myself before losing control and clarity. I walked around and it had a pirates of the Caribbean feel to it. Everything was a dark blue hue with orange-lit lanterns all over the boardwalk and was relatively foggy, but nonetheless you can still see far. there was also old looking houses made of what look liked marble and cobblestone. I began to take in the nightly feel and all of a sudden, copious amounts of people began running pass me screaming and shouting excitingly for some reason. Next thing you know I see the dream girl. She runs pass me smiling saying "what ya doing slow poke? come on." I run alongside her towards this big stone mansion everyone was running inside.

The place was literally a giant wine cellar full of butt loads of wine and kegs of rum (butt load is actually a measurement of rum and wine, who knew? lol)...at least that is what I thought. the dream girl throws it a large wine bottle at me, "drink up" she says. she chugs down hers and I do the same, however the taste was off. It tasted very fruity but powerful at the same time. I put the bottle under a very bright lantern...the liquid inside was iridescent green...the hell did I drink I thought. I asked the dream girl and she responds with a chuckle and walks outside. I follow her for I know she usually shows with actions more than words.

Next thing you know, she shoots a fiery lightning bolt in the sky. I'm thinking that I just gargled down some elixir. She says, "whatever you think of, it will be your power, that is the power of this wonderful drink." I began to think of lasers and out comes a blue laser out of my finger into the sky. "Cool, isn't it?" she retorts. As cute as she was, I asked what was going on and immediately afterwards an explosion happens in the cellar and rocks the ground. it makes a crevice underneath the girl but I catch her before she falls. she then looks at me and says, "A battle royale is about to ensue to see who will be god."

We look around us to see powers and fists flying all over the place. I decided to jump in it cause why the hell not. I start taking out many people and soon later becomes me vs the people. The girl then begins to help and zaps people whoever tries to flank me. It was a long and very exciting rush as this was very vivid almost liking waking life, so you can imagine the adrenaline I was getting.

lasers, pulse beams, gamma rays, you name it, I was doing them all the while the girl conjures up any lightning type there was. we were practically unstoppable. "Nice work, master." she says in a joking manner, which sort caught me off guard. suddenly, this big guy who was strong like Broly from DBZ comes and snatches the girl in my face and flies up in the sky. Immediately I began chase with all the people below me following up as well. I come to face to face with this hulk of a dude and figure out his name was Amarok, who is indeed a god.

I try to get the girl but he was so quick I could not even get within a few inches before he dashes in all directions. He then punches the girl down to the ground, knocking her out. Amarok charges, at me and me, now enraged, does the same and this big epic battle wages as at the same, we are dealing with the people coming at us. it was extremely chaotic. slowly after, extreme music-Invincible starts playing in the background as I fight this godly man. the girl wakes up and fight's his daughter, who was named Yonah. I finally knock Amarok back to the surface and kick Yonah, before she stabs the girl....Now I have 2 very powerful after me...great.

After long battles, I crush Amarok's head on the ground, finally defeating him all the while Yonah, tragically, kills the girl right behind me. I literally just watched her stab in the chest with her hands before throwing her at me. I catch her, and the only the girl does, is look at me and smile and says "say you love me, Cause I always did." I say the words, and then black.

I am now over Yonah's body and still holding the girl. To which I began to cry. Even though this was a dream girl, I had a strong bond with her. she kept popping in my dreams whatever they me, even randoms, and this has been going on for a few weeks up until that point. I wake up and thought the dream was over. Until I saw the door open by itself...false awakening. I walk into my kitchen lit with the lanterns and I see a small piece of paper. "I will never forget your company, and your warm heart ~Ramsey." I then woke up for real.

It was an awesome but extremely personal dream. I wish I could have save her so she can apart of more of my dreams but I guess it had to happen. When I'm lucid, I usually go along with the dreams as they go and react to everything around me, even though I can for surely control it if I want, but it won't be fun that way. I felt though I should have controlled that part so she wouldn't have died. I went back to sleep to see if I can bring her back but for some reason I couldn't. So sadly, I'm just letting her go. I crazy as this was (and sounds lol) it was the most vivid and insane dream I had yet and I'm pleased to be out of my dry spell.

In the earliest part I can remember, I was lucid and walking across a bridge with Dreamer. I remembered the two dares that I wanted to try, so I started by asking her what she wanted me to do. As I waited for her response I hurriedly tore my clothes off so that I could get naked before she finished answering. While I was working on taking my socks off, hopping beside her, she told me that she wanted me to go to the store (probably incubated from her usual waking life request ). At that point I was completely naked and she didn't seem to even notice.

I took off flying at super speed to get into town, I was really excited because I was able to fly so quickly over mountains and such. I got to a small town, slowly flew down to it, and then landed on pavement. I was in the middle of a marketplace, there were asian restaurants all around me and this gas station right in front of me. I walked into the gas station and there was nobody there, so I just looked around at their merchandise. They had this huge wall that was lined with deeeeeelicious green chili burritos that were all hot and steamy. I grabbed one and completely devoured it. The store owners came out from the back and looked at me, a naked stranger that was eating one of their burritos like a feral animal, and they acted like they didn't see anything out of the ordinary. I guess I would probably do the same thing if I saw such a scene. They creeped me out so I left the store with my newly found burrito treasure and continued to munch on it while I wandered the streets, still stark naked. I think that I went into a restaurant after that but I don't really remember this part very much.

In the next part that I can remember, I was flying back to Dreamer to tell her that I had completed her task. I remember finding her but I don't remember what happened, the next part that I can remember after that was flying to Neverland because I couldn't think of anything else to do.

When I got to Neverland, it was made of blocks like in minecraft. I got involved in some story line and played along as a super hero that was playing both sides in some kind of robbery that had gone wrong. I didn't want anybody to get hurt so I was trying to get the criminals out of there safely. I don't remember that part very well, I just remember that it was fun being able to abuse my powers and show dream characters just how cool I am.

I'm a little bit worried about how awful my recall is lately, I think I'm going to start writing more of my lucid dreams in my DJ. Maybe if I'm lucky, Dreamer will teach me some of her tricks to have ridiculously awesome recall like she has.

Had another lucid dream this morning, with this one being the most clear-cut example of a DILD I've had to date. This also marks the first time I've had two lucid dreams in one month, (as far as I remember), so I'm patting myself on the back.
I had two fragments from other wakings in the middle of the night, and both of these fragments involved work and coworkers. I'm starting to think this is becoming a dream sign.
This lucid came about when I woke up 20 minutes prior to my alarm for work. I went back to sleep, and...
I was in my high school science class, and there were plenty of familiar faces around me. However, my friend Garrett wasn't there, so I decided to go look for him outside the class. I exited into the hallway, and went around the corner to a spot I knew he always was at, but upon finding this corner, he was no where to be seen.
It was at this point that I got suspicious, and decided to do a reality check, with me questioning if I was dreaming. I did the nose pinch a few times, and every time I did, I could breathe, but I didn't notice that was weird until the third time it happened. Once I realized, I was lucid. "This is a dream," I thought to myself. Immediately once I went lucid, my view shifted, and everything suddenly became much more vivid and detailed, but also more shaky. I looked at my hands and studied them, hoping to stabilize the dream. My thoughts briefly wandered to me in my bed, and I almost woke up. But, instead, I re-focused on my hands and just as the dream was fading, I teleported a few feet in front of me and everything was back to its vivid self.
I was very excited, and wondered what I should do. I decided to go find some of my other friends, who were probably in gym class right about now. I thought about being at gym class, and POOF, I was there, only now, I was floating. I floated around, enjoying the feeling of hovering, and watched my classmate's reactions. Once I exited the gym, I briefly considered what I should do next, but...
Then I woke up. The lucid itself felt about 5 minutes long, which is the longest I think I've had, or close to it. And teleporting is a new for me as well, which was surprisingly easy for me to do, although if it did make the dream less stable, I certainly didn't notice it.

Date: 16 April

Got insomnia prior to wbtb

A very long series about an hour? with 3-4 deilds in between.

Very fragmented recall but lds were vivid and eventful all the way through

Forgotten nld part, then at some point I realize that I am dreaming and remember the shower task. I boldly get into this building with the task in mind. It turns out to be a special monastery with baths for visitors. I enter a large room, beautiful floor covered with pleasant light brown stone and special sections for bathing. Those look very zen, (standing) human sized "shower" area full of water and surrounded with lighter stones and some stones neatly arranged in the water and a large soap bar among the stones. I get in the special place and start soaping and washing myself while looking around. The dream soon ends.

A fragment where I am flying straight ahead for a while (relatively long in dream flying terms) just enjoying it. I recall one of the intro class students was saying that the most awesome part about flying is feeling the wind, so I pay more attention to it and it really feels great.

Involved in a forgotten part of the ld, then I walk around thinking about the similarities of certain drunk states and dreaming. Me and this female DC make a lot of party noise and look at other DCs. Then I remember the jogging task and decide it will be cool if we both made a little race ahead. I get into a position, but suddenly my body feels exhausted as if we already ran a marathon. I grasp for air and notice taking deep breaths, then wonder about breathing in dreaming (it only exists if you think about it).

Anyways, this is all wrong since we need to jog and not sprint, so we will be ok (less fatigue). We start running at a slow pace, paying attention to the environment. It's the center of an unknown town with a lot of food ads. What's funny is that almost the same ads keep reappearing as we go along. One is of large burger resembling big mac and the other of a less appealing exotic sandwich. I make mental notes as I keep jogging. Then I look at couple of stores, read the names of the businesses and try to remember them. After the last store, I slow down to take note of a Chinese place where they have some merchandise displayed, but it seems to have stayed here for quite a while. Dusty bamboo baskets and similar bamboo and wood items.

Right in front of it is another store, which looks very inviting, so I decide to enter inside. It's full of different statues made of metal, gems, all in Asian style. I have a look at as many of these as possible, even receiving false memories from some statues. End of memory

In a room with bf and a DC that closely resembles Benedict Cumberbatch. This was a long experience and conversation but I don't remember much. Cumberbatch is extremely life like DC, seems to have his own ideas and I understand everything he says (no gibberish). I ask if bf will remember this dream, he answers that possibly no, because the dreaming body can actually roam around and gather experiences without our knowledge.

I feel very uplifted in his presence and even think I have found a persistent character - two weeks ago a similar DC appeared in the dream with the Mexican miners.

But what strikes me the most is the realness of the experience. He has his sleeves rolled? so I can see he has a number of tattoos (I even try to recognize/memorise them initially), but what's most interesting are the tactile sensations. As I run my hand over his I feel the texture of his skin, perfect in terms of texture sensation and I notice that his tattoos are actually fake. Around each tattoo is a little rectangle that reveals they like those tattoo stickers for kids. The difference between the tattoo and the normal skin can be distinctly felt, which I find an amazing piece of dream detail.

At some point the dream fades but I manage to deild back.

I find myself in a store where this constantly shape shifting DC gives me a ring but tells me he is married already. Then he gives me another set of wedding rings with hearts and also shifts to a classmate. I wonder whether there is any truth in his statements and also how entertaining being part of this dream scenario is. Memory gap.

Fragments: Back with Cumberbatch at another dream scene for a short while. The place then transitions to an outdoors part, where I watch a number of DCs flying up in the air. Later, I decide to jog around a bit more but don't get very far this time.

Great middle dream, and late BTS victory leading to a semi-lucid fairly long DEILD-like medley of sexy time

early:

+(f) (mostly forgot, overwritten by later epic): I'm on transport taking a trip to connecting transport, it's taking too long, the route is too circuitous, I vow next time I'll just walk to the station

+ (epic, interestingly: replayed a 2nd time, and completed) 1st time: on transport (bus?) seat for 2, woman asks to sit so me and my friend scoot to the right and she sits down to my right, (then a guy plops down right at her feet), arrive at airport in "Novosibirsk," leave in car, I think that it's a small town because you can see greenery/trees right outside the airport boundaries, observe dark heavy cloudy stormy skies, it's dark outside, car is open to the air, it's very cold, driving a bit, we get blocked by a wall of snow, look back, then back forwards and it's gone, through a gate our now cartoon-ish car is jumping up and down and licking something from the ground, inside the registration area there's strawberries and a chocolate fountain and more, trying to read the handwritten info slip in the car with all the instructions I needed, have trouble reading it); 2nd time: talking with son about woman on bus, he said she called me "Nose", I told him I thought I heard her mumbling something, at gate leading to our destination, lots of people walking towards gate to registration two girls race ahead to get in first and I swear at this, I step through person-door in gate, it's 30 minutes per person at registration, I expect and see a big line at registration when I walk in, I think we'll be here all night, I'm standing in the middle of line wearing a backpack [I cut?], I look back behind me but I don't want to go back to the end of the line, I want to quickly ask about my bank card because it (was declined?) and I don't want to wait in this long line only to be rejected, I'm served now at counter, I ask about the card, the clerk says the transaction company was bought, I say "oh because the company was bought that explains why my card failed?", he additionally says, "There was a disk I/O failure,". The guy is removing the perforated edge from around a (curved) form, I do this too but the perforated parts don't cleanly separate, I build up a handful of the removed edge, crumple it up, and put it on the ground (light colored tile?), I'm lying on ground [dream sign] and guy standing in skeleton mask comes up and asks me "Hey Tom [not my name], can I get a ride?", I answer "uh, yeah…who are you?", I have no idea who this guy is, I get a peek under the mask and sort of recognize him, but I'm thinking of the (B, Inc.) former colleague but it's not him. I look out the window up the hill to the (hotel? conference center?), it's huge and majestic, and ask about how to get there, how will I find where I'm going? I notice that room numbers are printed around the outside of the building and figure that will guide me.

+ on the computer: I want to get the build to work, it's my first day, I always have this goal at a new job, search, links, remote mode blue boxes require constant re-synchronization, I'd rather do the search myself; see AshSri (from KC) who tells me my open source contribution is 2.5 times higher on the popularity list now

Awake, review epic dream a long time, mind very active, check time, it's still fairly early, eventually BTS via meditation

+ gym: looking for bicep machine, some guys are working out nearby are they on that machine? No, it's just to them, I grab hold of the hand-holds and set the weight for 30 pounds, should be no trouble, but I can't budge it, hmm that's odd. See another stack of weights for a machine that is "counter balanced" by one of those large circular plates used for bench pressing, I think maybe this is the bicep machine but as I come around front I see it's an inclined sit-up bench

A nasty, topless, gigantic (way huge, like medicine-ball-sized)-boobed hooker half-propositioning me ("only $xxx" which I agree is a pretty good deal), the senator (old fat guy lying there) is her most frequent customer (check him for cleanliness?), senator's assistant pulls down the senator's pants and I half-heartedly look for signs of disease but not for long and move on.

+ Lying down, a really cute girl with short black hair enters room, I do a "finger hook" "come here" gesture and she does, and thus begins a fairly epic medley of semi-lucid DEILD sexy-times (at least 6 recalled, probably more);

Spoiler for sexy-time, 18+:

at one point in childhood home trying to find private place, return to my old bedroom but mother is in the middle of a complete rearrangement/remodel, think briefly about the shower; (short black-haired, one standing/talking (she's a bit afraid of me, I'm reassuring her, she had a bad experience before), one by wall on knees with exposed (ahem) that keeps inching away from me as I reach for her (but I make it), one in building room with sexy lip-pulling kisses, outside then inside childhood home, 2 on sidewalk. Last one on sidewalk it's like I'm giving instruction to somebody about dream sex at first, "Don't be picky, just grab the first one that comes along" which I do. I start talking to her while I'm feeling up her chest under her shirt (I'm lying down she's on top of me), I feel my dream body firming up into the dream, including my dream mouth while I'm speaking, turn her around for 69, anticipate her contact which I feel once OK, then again really intense, then wake up

#432 - DILD/DEILD/OBE - 4:30ish

I was having a bad night with restless legs and stomach issues and ended up on the couch. I thought I was hearing noises outside so I was listening as I was falling asleep. At some point I felt the beginning of a shift in my head toward the dream state, but I latch on too soon and it stops. Seconds later, I hear glass break and a rock lightly bounces off my abdomen someplace. I get up and look at a window to see several small holes and cracks. I rush out the back door to catch the vandal and see a preteen boy standing in the neighbors back yard just looking at me. He hits me with another rock and I cover my face out of reflex. I only feel a slight sensation where the rock should have hit me and realize it's all a dream. In fact, I remember that I was literally just now trying to fall asleep and the environment has full on daylight. I quickly find a rock and launch it at the boy, hitting him square in the face. He flinches a bit, but remains largely unaffected. He smirks and picks up a huge red brick. I think, "ok fine" and get a brick of my own. We launch bricks at each other for a few moments and I backhand a few as the come at me, as well as TK to form an invisible shield in front of me.

I wake up into vibrations and relax into the feeling. My legs feel light and floaty and stretch them out enjoying how amazing and pain free they feel. It's been a while since I've noticed SP sounds, but this time I could hear to tones of high pitched ringing. I focus on the sensations for a bit along with general body relaxation. I turn my head too look at the living room and notice how much darker it all looks. I wonder why it's can't just look the same as waking life. I wake up into vibrations again and repeat the process.

After a moment, I am able to get up and blindly go out the front door. I see a few cars passing by on the street, but mostly ignore it. When I step into the yard a look up at the night sky, I see a full view view of beautiful bright stars. They don't look like normal stars but the longer I look the more they change into differing versions. All the while I am awed by all of it and hear a music cue that reminds me of this from Polar Express.

I feel an emotion release of joy and peace and I am reminded of movie scenes where the light shines down from Heaven and you hear the angles sing. I do my best interpretation of it of that mingled with the voices I am hearing in the music., "ahhhh ahhhhhhhhh" but it sound horrible and I choke on the sounds a bit. I chuckle a bit and and continue to admire the ever changing star field though, I've forgotten about the music now. Now, I'd really like see a more realistic milky-way-filled-starry-night, so I focus on it. I see something like what I've seen before only for a fraction of a second and the dream destabilizes into darkness.

I decide I better move on before I wake up and manage I manage to get my visual back. There is a car parked on the road and I leap from where I am standing several yards over to the other side of the car. As I pass over the top of the car, I run my hand over a strange glass sunroof. The car is black and strange-looking resembling one of my son's Hot Wheels. I''m not sure when my transformation began, but as I let out a growling howl I realize that I am now a werewolf. I am over come with a feeling of triumphant power with a hint of harmless mischief. My, that escalated quickly. I look into the driver side glass past my werewolf reflection to see my neighbors from across the street panicking in the car with a look of shear terror on their faces. Unsure what I should do now, I just watch them for a second and am completely surprised then they slowly vanish from the dream like Marty McFly and his family. I decide now to just use my super power to break glass. The driver side, front and back windows go easy like eggshell with a satisfying glass-breaking sound. I move to the back glass and remember a stupid video I saw on Facebook were some dope tried several times to break car glass with his head. I decide it would be fun to do this in a dream and when I raise me head back I see a cracked spot on the glass. Amused, I ram my head right into that spot. The dream goes back.

I have a vividly physical sensation of opening my eyes and find myself sprawled out over the truck of the car with my face resting on the glass. For a split second I begin to freak out as I think that I have been sleep walking and actually woke up outside. The idea quickly goes away as I remember this is and old fear and there is no way that happened. I look now at the main road and see a lot of traffic passing by. I remember a thought I had a long time ago about riding a motorcycle in a lucid dream. I'm not sure that I have ever done that and decide too now. I think I see one in a neighboring yard, but it turns out to be a bicycle. I decide to get one from the road GTAV style. I run out into the traffic and cars avoid me. While I let them pass, I see so many odd cars, again like life-sized Hot Wheels. I watch with amusement until I see a motorcycle coming up. As I passes I snatch the man off with one hand and the bike rolls forward then lightly falls over. The man is so light that I think I could hold him in my mouth like a dog with a rag-doll, but decide I'm done with being a monster and I toss him to the side. I watch him flip end over end as he fades into the night. I quickly hop on the motorcycle and take off. I work the manual transmission for fun and quickly realize I am on a dirt bike. The sound is super realistic as I zoom ahead on the road. The dream becomes way too dark again and I can only see the road that's right under me for brief seconds as I pass under the street lights. I ride for a few moments still enjoying the sensation of speed then, quickly hop backward off the bike as I realize I that haven't thought of my dream goals. I intended to use a pocket hole to travel to ISS with bemistaken. The bike rolls ahead and crashes someplace as I step out of the street. I quickly and blindly reach into my pant pocket. For some reason my hand just doesn't want to fit in there, but I manage to pull something out and slam it on the asphalt. It's a black spot on the road, but looks like it is half faded out of 'reality' much like the neighbors vanished. I decide I could work with that as long as it hold, but it's much too small. I use a pinch zoom motion over the whole and it becomes big enough to fit into. I fall over head first and the second I enter, I wake up.