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Quick recaps...I will try not to be too wordy but keeping some notes I feel are important to know how I am getting lucid/tools I am using.

12/15/14 1115pm 1145 330

Office. Sign up for contribution. I gotta go...got a game. Flirt..woman: can you help me? Just call me..4 wrong business cards before dog eared correct one. Game tonight? Confusion...wasn't it Sunday night last I remember...oh but woke from that=FA: oh no, 2 nights in a row no LD(wrong due to FA). I am walking outside still thinking darn no LD...as I approach an unfamiliar(?) doorway...wait this could be...it is a dream. Awesome flying LD. Fly over guy on 2nd try. Meadow and large trees. I land and eat grass to stabilize. Fly. To a set of peaks...see what lies below. Jump off and fly. This LD is so silent...Sound added! (Wind blowing by, bird chirping) Meadow with woman laying in grass. start then stop sexual actions to keep going. Fly more. Beautiful green valleys flying low to ground to keep stable. This was a good length LD despite the short notes. FA phone record. 555 wake. #251


I stay sleepyish after my wife leaves and we interact a little bit and I try to stay with the dreaming mindset and not go off into waking life thoughts and focus on the LD I just had. I wake up from several short dreams thinking go back to sleep while repeating I'm dreaming I'm dreaming. Eventually I have one where I realize I'm dreaming again. I and being followed by a guy driving...we are both driving and I pull over to see if he will go around me and he does probably so he doesn't look too suspicious I think. As we continue again we are both walking now and I hear him say something on his radio that he hopes that the event will be over or something like that and I see that he goes up the stairs but doesn't go up the second flight of stairs and is lying in wait for me so instead of continuing I go back the other way and I'm heading towards exit quickly jumping through...flying through!..an opening that is like a bar between 2 rooms and I realize I'm dreaming again I don't need to run from this guy so I turn around and I start to go after him. I shoot up through the floors busting through the floors and it gets a bit blurry and I think this doesn't have to make it harder to find him...this is my dream after all! With that in mind I decided that the next ceiling or wall and bust through he will be there and he is but still nothing is very clear and I start wailing on him before I wake up smiling that I nabbed another LD before getting up...about 5 minutes before I normally get up which is unusual and the when my dreams are usually too short to realize I'm dreaming. This makes me wonder if the last REM periods are supposed to be longer, why do I have all these short dreams with little mini awakenings in the late morning. Perhaps something to do with getting close to the beginning of the day and my wife leaving earlier than me and everything. I don't know. 745am wake #252

12/13/14 #250 early dream: An Olafian error (an error befitting Olaf).

Waiting for an elevator in a busy courtyard. I see two versions of my #MotherInLaw and realize I am dreaming and I float up. One mother in law is with my wife across the courtyard and I tell the one closest to me that "there are two of you!" When I look over at the over at the other version across the courtyard she now looks noticeably older. I float over to a woman and (sex).

12/12/14 #249 early dream: Making a statement wrong by altering the way something is heading.

Rioters and astray looks. I am driving with my wife and son during the day and up ahead we hear someone talking agitated over a loud speaker and assume protests are up ahead and turn around to go a different way. Next thing I remember I am walking out of a store and heading to vehicle where wife and son are waiting. As I exit 6-8 hoodlum looking people are nearby as I am trying to clean off my sunglasses. I think they may notice that they are nice Ray-Ban sunglasses and see me as one of the enemies that they think about when protesting and rioting. I keep walking and turn my head just enough to see if anyone is following me. I plan to pick up the pace when I hit that corner but they can still see me through a chain link fence so I try to make it look like I am walking normal but speed up markedly and eventually run in a walking pose. The walk run feels so odd that I realize that I'm dreaming. The scene goes dark and I seem to be in the void. I walk forward and imagine that my vehicle, wife and son are still ahead of me and eventually get to a point where it feels like I am opening the door to the vehicle and getting in but instead I get a night time scene in a city with a good size two story brick building in front of me. I decide to float up above it for a better view but maybe too soon as the dream starts to fade again but not completely...only more foggy-like. I decide to land and stabilize and the first thing that looks good is the brick wall of the building. As I get up close to the brick wall there is some "electro magnetic-like interference" in the image of the details of the brick which I thought was interesting. It went away as I got a good feel on the bricks and they felt very realistic to the touch. Behind me to my right is a short natural stone and mortar wall like a retaining wall and I feel on that and get excited...just kidding...but maybe that is why my sexual dreams with lots of contact are often stable. But again the stone wall feels very natural. I see plenty of loose dirt on the ground and scoop it up like a handful of sand and pop it into my mouth for further stabilization. It tastes like what I would expect it to taste like...bland earthy but not terrible. I decide to see if I can make it taste like skittles candy and grab another scoop and pop it in swirling it around in my mouth but it tastes the same as the first time. Dream starts fading and a do my squirming animal swim that got me through a void or NREM in a recent LD but this time I eventually found myself uncomfortable in bed. I remembered that I decided to not try to DEILD too long in an uncomfortable position lest it wakes me up too much making it harder to reenter dreamland this time of the morning. I opt to reposition after maybe 20 seconds.

12/11/14 1130 535am early dream: You might not want to confront them directly about it.


lucid in the dark...doors visible. After being in a #dangerous area at night and realizing no worries I'm dreaming. I go into a door that is supposed to be work related nothing much to see and back out of it all dark outside but stay patient. FA alarm 8am! Late for work not caught. #248

12/9/14 A young woman gets out of the car wearing only a men's cardigan exposing a lot as a treat for her boyfriend or is making something up to him but he is embarrassed.

Office meeting x2
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Coming "home" through a back door I find my front door ajar (it is daylight outside) and unlocked and become suspicious this is a dream and when heading down the hall to check for intruders I feel somewhat emboldened and I recognize the layout of the home as childhood home but with craftsman interior features instead and fully realize that I'm dreaming. I pause and consider hunting down bad guys and I enter my brother's old bedroom (per the layout) which is the first door you come to from the front door and it is completely empty with white walls, no furniture and no wallpaper and I decide to move on. I think the fastest way out to explore the dream is to phase up through the ceiling. It is kind of fun but I don't make it through in two different tries. While considering maybe going through front door or other options I eventually wake up. Need to make decisions quicker I think or just end of REM. I wasn't planning on trying wbtb and did no pre-bed intentions last night due to league game the next day. I did however become more awake than planning during nighttime bathroom visit. #247

12/8/14 ~1150 ~445 ...one of the $100 bills and I noticed it looked a little odd...ah just an older bill. (Near miss)


Wake from LD#1 ~615?
The showroom boldness DILD. I am in some kind of showroom near a beach and there is a sexy woman behind the counter and I think about what I would do in a dream...how bold I would be...ah yes I'm dreaming...I'm walking around this showroom only in underwear after all. I have a very exciting interaction with her starting by floating up to offer her a healthy appetizer. Some more craziness and eventually seemed to lose lucidity and was looking for someone who was..."oh he's sleeping in that car over there." I look in and see my #youngestBrotherInLaw in the front seat asleep awkwardly before waking up with my wife turning off her alarm clock. #245


Wake from LD#2 ~645?
The hotel meeting room. Didn't spend time trying to recall the NLD portion before seeing the following clue headline as I was focusing on reentering sleep for another LD. Large font title on paper read "Lucidity Chronicle Institute Daily" (my first thought: LCID almost an acronym...before looking it up IWL and being reminded that you can use the first few letters of each word to form a different word LUCID). Anyway, when I saw the headline I instantly realize I'm dreaming. I walk to my right and #GirlFriday is there with a small boy. I tell he to remove that sexy skin tight dress and she looks at me incredulously but I Jedi mind her saying "this is something you want to do." She removes her dress and is extremely sexy standing there in nice lace underwear. We start to go at it with me removing a bra revealing probably larger than normal breasts and I think some of the recent fantasizing about her got me a little more excited than normal and may have resulted in the subsequent wake up. I tried to immediately go back to sleep but struggled and when I woke up for the day it seemed like there was one additional faint memory of lucidity but I'm not able to recall. #246

Some of these were kind of short and not just shorter due to quick recaps. Finally catching up on my LD DJ entries since my basic TOTM entry.

Feel WILD set in, roll off of the mat. Am falling/flying for some time, but keeping my mind blank as I do. I am soaring around a house (my mom's house?), and the characters from the Simpsons live inside. I try to enter via a window, but accidentally break a window with my head. Scene instantly becomes hyper-realistic (not cartoon-like anymore) and the characters vanish. I have the feeling that, like a big oaf, I ruined this part of the dream. I walk inside the house.

Inside, I try practicing my dream control via perspective by crushing my bedroom door frame top to bottom. Nothing happens. I attempt a few more times, but still am unsuccessful. I leave the house and wander about. Yep, it's out in the country, just like waking life. I think how I will write down in my dream journal that this was a very long, very stable, very boring LD. Not much going on, and no DCs around. I decide to relax and see what "dream memories" come up (such as why I might be here, etc.). I wake up. Do some MILD and back to sleep.

Walking with my sister-in-law to a school for young kids. I am examining a wall mural the kids have done. I realize that it has something to do with Theravada Buddhism. I suddenly think, "The girls go to a Buddhist school?" I nose pinchand can breathe. My sister-in-law confirms my suspicions and says that the curriculum here is inspired by Theravada Buddhism; the kids are taught to be mindful of their one precious human life. Excited, I decide to see what the inside of the school looks like. I find a door and open it. Behind it is another door. This is funny to me, and undeterred, I open this door as well.

Inside, people are eating food and talking. I see a coworker eating. I look around, trying to decide who to talk to. There is a large man, with no shirt and a hairy chest, sitting in a sauna-like area and talking on a phone. This guy seems fairly impressive, so I decide to talk to him. He sees me waiting, then puts his phone away and greets me. I say I have a question about dreams, from a Theravadan perspective. He nods, then seems to consider my statement carefully. He then says,

"Well, suppose you have a tikkoku. That's kind of like a cocaku. You see?"

I say I don't quite see. I then think that I will tell him he is dreaming. He tells me he is unable to lucid dream.

"Pinch your nose!" I say. He shoves his finger up his nose perversely, and then begins tugging at his nostril. He becomes smaller and more imp-like. My own nostrils start to feel affected, and I realize he is just my own mind being overactive. My body unaccountably becomes aroused, and seeing this, the DC lunges at my crotch. Sigh. I hug the DC and tell him it's OK. He calms down quite a bit. I blank my mind and he stops moving altogether. Can't remember how but I soon wake up. Lie still and DEILD into next dream.

Mario Bros. screen with Bowser, too. I know it is a dream, and begin my slow fall (something that happens often to me during WILD and DEILD). I hear water (currently in darkness) and begin imagining a beach (trying to create scenery). I also begin imagining the opening scenes of FFVIII, along with the theme song, Liberi Fatali:



Scenery generates into a desert canyon (pretty close, sand, right?) with shallow water flowing along the sad swiftly. I am carried along on into a gorge/cave. Above, I see a hole in the ceiling, and fly up to investigate. Halfway up, I realize I am effortlessly flying, and begin to fall; I climb up a bit, and then fly the rest of the way. The hole is too small to get out of, so I begin scooping the rock away with my hands. I hear an evil laugh above; outside, there is a stormy sky, with a gray dragon flying above me. I feel terrified--at the dragon, at the feeling that the dream wants me to fight the dragon, and that the floor of the cave is so far below me. I remind myself that this is just a dream but it is not helping much. However, I decide to fly up and face the dragon. I am trying to get out of the hole when I wake up, heart pounding and very relieved. MILD and then return to sleep.

I am at work. A coworker comes up to me and asks me if I got an email. I say I did not, and ask what it was about. He says something that I can't understand. I ask him to repeat, and while I understand more, I still can't quite catch his meaning. I say, "something else someone wants me to do, right?" concerning the email. He looks embarrassed. Turns out the email concerns him getting promoted. Whatever. I reenter my work area, and food is laid out for everyone. A coworker has already begun eating. This seems vaguely against the rules, and I am about to reprimand her when I realize I'm dreaming. Sweet! I pop a piece of fried tofu into my mouth. I also shout, testing out my dream voice. It re-echoes oddly in my head. I wake up.

I feel like I spent 10 years of my life in the three hours that I slept last night. I was so embeded in the reality of my dream that I couldn't figure out whether or not that was reality or not. I became lucid off and on without actually knowing if I was. It was a total out of body experience and I wondered briefly if I was surely going to die if I could not get back to my real body, my real self. I've been shaken by this dream all day and cannot begin to describe how intense it was or how deeply ingrained it is in my mind even now.

Last night I dreamt of my life 10 years from now. But I feel like I dreamt the whole ten years in a span of three hours.

I was finally out of college, had my doctorate and was a traveling pharmacist and executive for a large corporate pharmacy chain. My girlfriend was now my wife (a careful detail I left out as I was explain my dream to her on the phone at 3am this morning), and not only my wife--but pregnant. My little brother was living in our penthouse apartment, trying to make his way through his first years of college himself. My girlfriend was gracious and accepting of his situation and didn't complain about his presence.

One night in particular she was having bad pregnancy sickness or morning sickness. I was still in pant suit when 3am rolled around and she decided she was hungry. Having stayed up the entire night with her, I was doing all I could to accommodate her. Some unfortunate topic came up about her not wanting me to fly for some reasons that I refused to listen to--I was dead set on making that business trip. We ended up having a petty argument. As an attempt to make right for the foolish words I said, we made up, and I made my way out of the house and to what a burger at three in the morning to fetch her all the things I knew she'd love.

What a burger in hand, I drove to the local doughnut chain. I arrived and they were closed still, not yet opened for the morning. I saw that the back door was open and helped myself in. I was greeted by a bunch of pimply faced teenagers who were already serving me allegations and threats. I begged them to fill my order in desperation, upset that they wouldn't fudge the rules just a tad because they'd truly be open in another 15 minutes. I was also stressed because I knew I had a flight to catch later that morning and wanted to get back to my girlfriend and enjoy the few hours I had left with her. I finally ended up convincing them that I was from corporate within their chain and put the fear of God within them. I got my coffee and doughnuts and went back home.

The airport was chaos. Flights had been canceled. Some sort of conflict overseas. Not safe to fly. I ignored the buzz of anxiety in the terminals... I was oblivious. I got bored in the air port and spent my time in the bar. I ended up drinking too much and had way too much fun, I even hijacked a baggage vehicle to help me make my way around the chaotic airport terminals. This behavior was very unlike me and in retrospect. My girlfriend kept calling me and I kept ignoring her. I felt weird... I was too inebriated. I answered my girlfriends calls--she said she was concerned my flight had already taken off without me. I thought that was preposterous. She didn't want me to fly, bottom line.

I ended up boarding my plane, uncertain that I was even on the right flight, but too prideful to say otherwise. I was regretting my decision to drink.

The flight had been long and boring, I was now sober and pondering over how I had neglected my girlfriend. I would never do that in reality. (I don't understand how I took her for granted in my dream. Perhaps I still feel guilty for the one major mistake I ever made in our relationship. )

Suddenly the whole plane shakes from violent turbulence. But it only shook once and then nothing else happened. It was odd and very much unlike what I was used to experiencing. As alarms beep, I rush to fasten my seat belt. It's weird because it has shoulder straps. I'm fumbling to get them locked in place. I was doing okay until an elderly journalist in the seat across the aisle says "God help them, they're too young." I knew he was referring to me and the other passengers. My anxiety immediately peeked as I fumbled to fasten my seat belt--made difficult by my shaking hands. I could hear the engines failing, I couldn't believe this was happening. I refused to accept reality. The plane nose dived and I rushed to pull the straps too on my harnesses. I knew that they were useless. I felt intense realistic pain as my body flew out of the sear against the straps of the harnesses. I tightened them and started shouting questions.

I knew I had gotten on the wrong flight. I knew my girlfriend was right. I knew all the answers already to my own questions. I knew that the plane had been shot, and I knew we were nose diving towards death. I started to freak out internally. I started to yell at myself to wake up. That this is just a dream. That I was asleep on a shitty couch at my moms house and that I had to work tomorrow and an equally shitty job. That my girlfriend was real but not my wife. That I had to get back to her and make sure not to say all the stupid things I did in this dream and promised myself I'd never take her for granted.

The plane struck water. The cabin filled. So did my lungs. I embraced death.

When I really did wake up, it felt as though my soul had been shot back into my body. I woke up panting and sweating. I didn't go back to sleep after that.

FA. I "wake up" on my sleeping mat, nose pinch and can breathe.I head into the dining room, where I attempt to fly through the ceiling. Not working too well, as I bang my head against the ceiling. I decide to just relax. I start to phase through head-first, but then get too excited that I am "really doing it" and get pushed back. Decide to phase through the front door and head out. Not sure what happens, but I wake up and

DEILD:

I roll off of my mat and fly through the transition, before slamming into a classroom. The lights are off, and the class is watching some movie. I see the teacher sitting at her desk, and thinking it would be funny to scare her, charge forward on all fours towards her. Not sure what happened, but I think I pull back at the last minute. I look around, and realize all of the students are kid-versions of people I knew in high school. I see some girl and give her a high-five!

I head out through the door, and find myself in some back hallway. I am able to fly up into the air off and on, rising and sinking, but all the while reminding myself that there is nothing here, and nothing really to do. I see some light fixtures and feel like pulling them down, so I "grab" them from a distance (using perspective) and rip them down. I then see a large ventilation thingy, and decide to crush that between my hands. I steadily press my palms together; at first, it seems as though it is not working, but then the entire structure collapses in on itself, and glass shatters. Pleased, I set off into the mall.

Lots of DCs, lots of people I know (I pass another old friend, whom I pat on the shoulder and say hello to). I end up in a food court area, with lots of food sitting out. I reach for a molten lava cake (a small cupcake), and cram it into my mouth):



Amazing. Very chocolatey. I eat it very slowly, not wanting my mouth in WL to start moving and accidentally wake me up (a problem in the past). In response to my care, the cake begins to glue my mouth shut. I also get some cake on my face. I ignore both of these effects, and continue my explorations in the clothing department. I begin looking for a DC to have sex with. I pass a few unsuitable candidates. I leave this area, and head out behind the mall (outside) behind some dumpsters. As I get farther from the mall, I find a girl lying on her back, smoking a joint. She is a cute girl I knew in high school (and whom I have not thought of in years). I lie down next to her and take her in my arms. She seems happy to see me. The dream ends.

During this dream I became lucid because I was driving an invisible car! I ended up driving into the ocean, where it became an invisible Seadoo, and I met up with a bunch of people swimming in huge waves. My daughter appeared, I woke, and then I did an OBE to try and have a little visit with her. Here’s what happened in more detail.

I was driving down the main road of a small, ocean side town, in my invisible car. It took me a few blocks to figure out that I was dreaming. I was amazed at the visibility this invisible car had! This had to be a dream! I didn’t even bother to do a reality check. Invisible cars are one of my many dream signs. At the next intersection, there was this long, curved, road heading down to the ocean. It looked like a 200 yard long boat ramp. I drove my invisible car full speed down this ramp and hit the ocean at about 70 mph. When I hit the water, my invisible car turned into an invisible Seadoo. The waves were absolutely huge, and I was driving full speed into the breakers. Normally this wouldn’t turn out too good, but in dreamland, anything is possible. I went right through the breakers and out the other side. In this one breaker, I could see people floating in it. Their bodies cast silhouettes shadows that were visible on the front side of the breaker. I drove right through the wave and parked beside the swimmers.

This girl was floating close to me, with just her head sticking out of the water, so I asked her name, and she said, “Clara”. The girl beside her smiled at me, and then I asked her name, and she said, “Janah.” Clara then said Janah’s Russian. I then asked Janah if she lives in Russia, and she said, “No.”

I then felt somebody tap my shoulder, and I turned around and saw my daughter standing above the water. She looked at me and jokingly said, “Dad, you’re crazy!” I hope she was referring to driving my car into the ocean at 70 mph. I reached my arms out and gave her a big hug and kissed her right on the lips. She smiled, and then said, “I want to go for a little walk.” I immediately woke up in bed, but I stayed perfectly still in an effort to get back into the dream.

Suddenly, ‘the vibrations’ started. At first they were very subtle, but gradually grew in intensity. When I felt things were ready, I jump out of my body and landed on the floor beside my bed. I couldn’t see anything. I clawed at my eyes to remove whatever was blocking them, but I still couldn’t see. I headed blindly for my bedroom door, found the door knob, opened it, and walked down the hallway. I still couldn’t see. I call for my daughter come three times, but there was no answer, and then I woke. My heart was pounding, and I was breathing heavy. I immediately recorded this in my journal at 5:30 Am.

Well, I missed a few days on here, but I did record them in my paper journal. :3

As for last night!

The Evil Bearded Man...

I don't remember the entire dream. But I do remember running and hiding inside of this small cottage in the middle of this field at the edge of a forest.

I was running from this evil bearded man. He had a dark complexion, glasses (they were rimmed with black on the outside), and a long gray beard. In retrospect, he actually looked kind of comical, but in the context of the dream I was scared out of my mind. I can't really remember why.

The guy cornered me and said that my dad wasn't here, and that there was nowhere to hide now. We were defeated, he said.

But then some lady showed up who in the context of the dream I thought was my mom. In terms of physical appearance, there is no way that woman was my mother. She was a fair-skinned, brown haired and blue eyed lady. My mom is Filipino and doesn't quite look like that. But yeah. She tried to fight this evil man.

I immediately decided to try and get out of the house (instead of helping my own supposed mother...???). So I hit behind a curtain in the windowsill, but the curtain was see-through. I was trying to pry open the window and get out before the guy saw me, but the window wouldn't budge!

And then I woke up. It was about 4:44 AM or so.

I probably would've realized that I was dreaming had I stayed awake! D: I took 3 mg. of melatonin the night before.

And that's the only dream I remember. :c Yep!

This was a very fun false awakening I had on Saturday morning, Dec 6 (2014). I woke in bed, beside my wife, to see our daughter standing between us, on the bed with her back to the headboard. She looked about 3 years old. I should of realized I was dreaming, because my daughter is now 15 (and in Heaven), but I didn’t figure it out. I really didn’t care, because what happened next was so much fun!

I stood up in bed to face her. My legs somehow went right through the bed and I was standing on the floor facing her. I reached my hands forward and we held hands. I carefully drew her closer to me. Her face lit up with happiness. When she smiled I noticed she had adult teeth, and that her eyes were full of life. Then, out of nowhere, a Billy Idol song started to play, ‘Dancing with Myself’! We started to dance while holding hands. The music was so loud! She was giggling and laughing. I tickled her belly button. This went on for about 1 minute, and it seemed soooo real, and was so much fun! I then woke up and quickly marked the awesome dream experience in my journal.

A Messenger gave me a written message in an OBE, but I waited too long to read it, and then I woke up! Darn! Here’s what happened:

I was lying in bed, consciously awake, but my body was asleep. To do this you have to lie perfectly still, and wait for your limbs to go tingly, and eventually lose their feeling. After a while your hearing will also stop, and you’ll know you’re in the ‘twilight zone’. The trick is to stay like that for a long time without moving. I find my body gets sore after about an hour or so, and I have to change positions. You’ll find yourself entering and exiting dreams and LD’s during this state. Then, without any reason whatsoever, ‘the vibrations’ will start, or your body will feel like it’s lightly floating in bed. When you feel this happening, you can do an OBE, which is what I did! I jumped out of my body and landed on my feet beside my bed. You have to think in your mind that you’re doing this maneuver (as it happens), and be absolutely certain with your intent. I felt a lot of resistance as I walked away from my body. Once I opened the door, and walked out of guestroom, I was free! BTW my house was the same in the OBE as in waking. Very close anyway.

I was sleeping in the guestroom, and my first instinct was to go my bedroom, and see my wife. I wanted to see if I could interact with her in some way or another, but before I got to the door, a family picture floated off the wall and blocked me. Okay, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea to go and experiment with my wife! I said to the picture, “I understand,” and I headed down the stairs into the foyer area. By the time I got to the bottom of the stairs, the clarity was better than the real world, I mean it was perfect in every way! There were no lights on, but everything was somehow lit up.

Next, I walked into the living room, and looked out the bay window. It was nighttime. To my surprise, there was a balding man, with frizzy, long gray hair, and a matching beard. He was pushing an old fashion bike with a basket on the front, approaching from the right, and heading toward the steps. There was something in the basket, but I couldn’t make it out. I thought he was delivering flyers or something. He was carefully looking into the bay window as he walked by, and then he saw me and stopped. It was like he was looking for me. I waved at him, and said “Hi!” He approached the bay window, and then all the glass panes disappeared. The bike was alongside him, and he rested his left elbow on the window frame. I went to him and kneeled down to be close so we could talk. He reached into his bike basket and pulled out a couple of rolled up towels, with a traditional Norwegian pattern, and a note wrapped around them. There was a bowtie holding it all together. I asked him to come inside for a glass of milk. He immediately said, “Aren’t you going to read it?” I thought I’ll go inside and read it, but first I’ll go outside and then bring him into my house. When I entered the foyer, both front doors were wide open, and there was a strong wind blowing into the house carrying leaves and insects. I didn’t care, it was just so amazing (hard to describe) to feel the wind, leaves, and insects hitting my body. Also, I only have one front door in the physical world, but for some strange reason there were two here. All the houses across the street looked the same.

While standing on the front steps, I looked to the right for the messenger man, but he was gone. There was a medium sized black bear in my front yard. The rolled up towels and message were still in my hand. Black bears are often in my nightmares, and I wanted to face my fear, so I called the bear over. He came running right up to me, and I gave him a huge hug. I felt the OBE fading, so I figured I better read this message quickly. I laid the gift on the steps, removed the bowtie, and then unrolled the package. The wind blew one of the towels over the bear’s face! The bear started to jump around steps in an effort to get the towel off his face. He kept bumping into me making it difficult to read the message. I looked at the bear, tore the towel off his face, and said, “Why don’t you chase a beehive down the road or something?” The bear put his head down and walked away. My dog suddenly appeared on my lap, and started to bark at the bear, causing the bear looked back momentarily. A black cat (my dream sign) also appeared beside me. When the bear somberly walked a few steps away, he turned into the old, gray haired man, the messenger! I figured crap, I just shewed away the messenger man (he was the bear)! He went a couple of more steps and then disappeared into a bright white light. The bright light quickly faded to sparkles, and then it was gone. I looked down at the steps to frantically try and read the message, but everything fading fast, and I woke up. My heart was pounding, and I was breathing heavy.

If you get a message in an LD or OBE, read it immediately!!! Don’t wait!!!

Lucid, non-Lucid, Additional Notes

* I don't remember the first part because of it's very distant and didn't last too much. I just remember I became lucid in some ordinary situation and perhaps I was unsuccessfully looking for some lucid sex but didn't have much time before the dream started to fade out to partially wake up and hear the clock of my room for a while...

.../Now I'm walking in some narrow streets looking for my train station when I get to a very steep street that I have to walk sideways to avoid sliding. It reminds me that I use to find these kind of streets just in my dreams. RC confirms it the same way of the first part. I get to the other side where it was supposed to be the train station but there's a sort of street market there. I see a ladder leading to an upper small platform. I decide to go up there but I want to get there playing with some teleportation. I decide I will get in two steps. When I step on it for the second time the ladder sinks until its upper bottom is on my feet. I like my subC joke. I have to climb to reach the top. Now I see some people from above and the street which is wet as it has recently rained. I want to step on the floor changing my size by playing with my perspective. Once again I just teleport stumbling to the ground. This time it's not working, I keep on walking through some stands when I remember there are some TotM but I cannot remember any of them. I have a very long walk trying to remember, but I don't want to focus too much in forcing my memory to come back because of it could destabilize the dream. I decide the memory must come in a natural way. I realize I'm walking inside a house, getting from a room to another and so on. It looks like a neighboring city of my grandparent's town. The last room I get in is a kitchen where there are no more doors to follow. I see some grilled chickens on a table. I remember I like the taste of the grilled skin, so I take the whole skin out of a chicken and put it in my mouth. The flavor is good but then I spit it out because I don't like to eat it. A woman gets in the kitchen and objurgates my behavior. I don't care and decide to go out through the window. I get in my grand parent's house yard. I still cannot remember any TotM, I just know there are some easy to do but my memory is complete blank this time. I think perhaps there are some other options to remember when it hits me all of the sudden, the Lucid Dares!! Of course, Percy asked me to find the Necronomicon and raise some zombies. I see downstairs the old bakery oven room is still there. I remember there was something with fighting a beast around (). I find this place perfect to find the mentioned book. I know it must be black and have a weird graphic on its cover. I get in the room and see three coffins down there. The beast must be sleeping in the huge one, around 4 or 5 meters tall. I see the interior of one of the little ones which are arranged to the sides of the big one. There's a statue in the shape of a gargoyle
although it's red and is all covered in dust. I'm curious to see the beast, I know it was an epic dream when I fought it. I open its coffin. Another dusty red statue although bigger, muscular, with a bearded human face and huge wings. It's in a standing position holding an axe like it is the keeper of a gate or some. In the background starts playing "Two Steps from Hell" from Protectors of the Earth. I think they are sleeping because of it's daylight and I should better hurry before they wake up. I'm not intending to wake up these three little beauties. I decide to look for the book first. There are a lot of books here and there between the ruins of this place. None calls my attention to say it's the one I'm looking for. There's a bookshelf on the darker side of this room. I decide it must be there because of it's taking too much time. I see a big black book in the upper side of the shelf and decide that's the one I'm looking for. I cannot reach it because of there are some other things piled up in front of it, including a wooden model of a ship which reminds me the one I used to play with when I was a kid. I decide to use telekinesis to bring the book to my hand. It takes some effort before the book falls on the ship. I can hold it before it's a complete mess here. I don't want to wake up the beast by the moment. I don't see any peculiar sign on its cover. I open it and realize it's some Geography book, full of maps! Of course it was the book I found when I was trying to accomplish the fractal dare for the first time. It was full of maps, that was why I didn't find it interesting because of it had no sense at all!!! I flip through the book looking for something special, but it's just full of maps. At this point I hear my dad's radio is playing some Latin music in the background. I think somebody must be working around and that's why it's getting in the dream when everything starts to fade out to black.

* Woke up after that with the tic tac sound of the clock... no music around.

Morning of December 10, 2014. Wednesday.



This was another atypical dream that was quite impersonal yet at the same time very vivid and somehow seemingly connected to something very important, though ambiguous and mystical as well. Something in-dream puzzles me in a negative sense. It is not quite ominous but almost (though vaguely).

I discover a large cave which seemingly has something to do with my family history…

Before getting into this, there is another dream or dream segment prior to this one. It seems quite random in the associations. I am in the living room on Loomis Street and my sister (deceased) “visits” as if the house is not hers at the time. However, she looks a little more like an Alaskan Native who I only saw once in real life when she visited my sister’s husband. Over time, however, I notice that I had been talking to an unfamiliar Caucasian male. He is talking about the War of 1812 and some other historical events connected with my family yet also mentions Arawak (rather than the actual Shawnee relationship) and I see it on a piece of paper he is showing me. A person changing completely from one to another has happened before in my dreams but is not all that common, and although I am quite aware it has happened I do not say anything or become fully lucid.

In a seemingly unrelated set of circumstances, I go into a large cave and from here, there are very strange and atypical perspectives. The cave seems to hold an infinite collection of golden “wheels” though the imagery and vague thoughts make me somewhat puzzled and almost uncomfortable. There is one large wheel that is a version of Vitruvian Man, which seems to be the main “real” wheel and the first one produced by perhaps an ancient entity or extinct civilization.

Along the wall, standing on edge, are thousands of other “wheels”, mostly all identical, portraying either a young boy (I vaguely perceive to be a younger version of myself at one point) or girl in the same manner as Vitruvian Man but seemingly only endless copies thereof. I am not sure what to think and I am not sure of their purpose. They are life-sized. I ponder if they could possibly represent real people somehow (for an unexplained reason), though that seems unlikely since, again, the smaller wheels all seem like duplicates. Still, there is a strong sense of mystery and possibly a mystical anomaly. (Interestingly, there is no in-dream adult “Vitruvian Woman” that I know of though I may have missed it.) There does seem to be more to them than their potential of just being wheels. A pentagram is visible and fairly defined over the Vitruvian Man image, and the same is true for the other “wheels”.

In reality, the pentagram is only an assumption associated with Vitruvian Man, and there is also one version with an added hexagram (a completely different perspective), as well as a square divided into four triangles and many other variations of entirely different associations. This seems to be evidence, in a way, of how people “pigeonhole” their own thoughts into a different perspective than the evidence given (even of their own eyes) while not relating to the views or experiences of others. For example, I have validated thousands of detailed precognitive experiences (far too visually precise to be coincidence - and I certainly cannot “unremember” what has happened in my life since birth) on a day to day basis - even based my life’s continuity on that reliability and “dreams becoming real” (especially in marrying my seemingly predestined “mystery girl” - or at least attained by my soul through childhood remote viewing - which seems the only possible explanation), yet many others seem to be lacking the ability to believe such a perspective while many others have it minimally but not every day and only some seem to use it actively (other than for personal contemplation).

There must be a reason while some (such as myself) are “allowed to get that far” so to speak while many others (even older than me) do not even believe in it in the first place (as well as holding onto hundreds of outdated myths about dreams), so thus never even “begin” to enter dream work potential (even those who have supposedly documented their dreams for a long time). They also have an entirely different view of life, often defeatist or negative in relationship to my own path, and I clearly remember thinking this even at a very young age. This perhaps is my strangest puzzle - even stranger now in the apex of my life’s path (or maybe it is only the beginning of a new potential apex regardless of my age - my own landlady lived to be over a hundred after all).

The very meaning of “average” or “normal” is by that which is not average, common, or normal at all. In other words, “average” only comes about by combining everything and then dividing it - which then only presents a mundane and skewed view of what really exists or is possible (especially regarding outliers such as myself, but outliers in general, including long-term diverse experiences).

I do not yet know the meaning behind this particular dream yet, though. There is a vague association in afterthought with the John Lennon song “Watching the Wheels” though I doubt this was the main instigation for this particular dream.

I was at my house (Actually my house In real life) and I think that i heard something, then i went outside, ran over to my friends house. Ran out in front of there house, then I was with someone, he had a broom (That looked like a Crook) We flew around the block a couple of times, then I said put me down so we don't get in trouble, He pushes me off when he was close to the ground. I get up and he goes off to put away his broom. Then my friends from the house I was just in front of, come out (We were apperently very loud?) He said my friends had gotten there letters, then He says that I can still come, We go to my house (It's really dark outside , IDK if it's just that or it's super early in the morning there) we celebrate, I am sat infront of someone, we start talking, We think "What if one of is someone else" I slap him, He slaps me. Flips to like the TV, with an ad/ tv show, a woman fires a rocket launcher. And that is when I woke up, and went "What? the?! FAQ?!?!?

I went for a walk outside at night with a friend. While walking through a parking lot we looked up at the stars and could clearly see the constellations as if they were "traced". I saw the Big Dipper, Little Dipper, Cassiopeia, The Archer, and a couple of others that I don't even know if their constellations but I'm sure they are.

***Note to self: Look up constellations after this entry***

All of a sudden I saw these moving lights in the sky. At first, I thought it was a plane, but then circles of light appeared and started to flash. They looked like the Olympic rings but in a Diamond formation? And then a spaceship appeared, and then it fly away. My friend and I watched this happen 2 more times before they picked a spot to land.

And like little idiots we ran over to the landing site to see them. There were at least 3 ships, and they started unloading. They were bug-like creatures. One of them forgot something and had to run back into his spaceship to grab it. And then they started killing people, because it was part of their game.

NOTE: Everything before they landed. The stars, the lights. Felt too real. I just searched constellations on Google and I'm looking at the exact constellations I saw in my dream, in the order they appeared. I didn't know I had that knowledge. But I guess we look up at the night sky all the time. It would make sense that some part of us would know it and retain it.

08.12.2014

Throwing snowballs, Gizmo songs and massive six combo of lucid task dares done!!! (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I did it again and surpassed my plateau of length of lucid as well as goals accomplished during a single lucid. As I have been saying for the last three days, I had the feeling of a lucid coming, and I did not have a good sleep a few nights ago (getting adjusted to the new house) but yesterday's night I slept well, yet no lucid, which surprised me, and last night, turned lucid.

I remember faintly how did I exactly turned lucid and I neither recall what I was dreaming before that. I believe I was in some wax museum and the sculptures were talking. I exited the museum and, fully lucid I took a small flight to make the dream stable. I was very happy that I turned lucid and that finally I broke my dry spell. The quality of the dream was exceptional and I was exited to get finally my wings back and hit some dares while I was at it. I started to walk down the street. The road was made out of little stones, pretty much like on the roman ages. All the buildings were made out of stone as well and there was no lightning, however, it was a warm morning. It looked something like this:







I started to think about the tasks of the month. I thought of throwing a snowball at a dream character, however, it was warm. I reminded myself that in a dream, all could happen. I started looking for snow, and after walking for a while (I was no longer flying now) I saw a little bit of snow on the road. It was like when almost all snow is gone an melted, that you can find a flake here and there. I turned the corner and I saw a small plaza, that had a decent amount of snow. Lucky me, there was a lot of people around, so I grabbed some snow from the ground and made a snowball. I approached at a female character (no, she did not fell back with her legs in the air first!, and I would have tossed the ball before anything else...) She was looking at my snowball and hit her on the face. She was shocked for a brief moment and then, she continued walking like if nothing happened. (Talk about dummy DCs hahaha.) This officially completed my basic Task of the Month:

Originally Posted by Basic ToTM

Hit a DC with a snowball and report their reaction - (kilham)

It was time for the advanced task of the month. Despite I am almost as Christmas freak as Elf is, I did not feel like going hunting for Santa and sneak into his sleigh and I neither wanted do to do the snow globe task. Only Gizmo was left, not very excited but a very easy task. I saw a store, it was pretty old on the outside. When I entered the store, it looked like a Winery store I worked when I was 18 but much bigger. I told them I wanted to buy a present where Gizmo was wrapped up in. I was taken to the backroom, which looked exactly like the backroom from the Winery store, but much larger. A female employee handed me a green box with a golden ribbon. I felt it was going to be an awesome present for someone, but I knew that my task did not ended here and realized that it was a dream gift anyway, so I could not actually give it to anyone in waking life.

I left the store holding the box, and apparently, no one cared that I just walked by the register without the intents to pay... oh well. There was a bench right next to the store. I could hear a little voice inside the box, like if it was signing. I opened the box and Gizmo was in there, and I believe it was actually the real thing and not a plastic toy. I started to pet it and it felt soft and warm:







I told Gizmo to teach me a new song. Unfortunately, I forgot most of it because there is a long way to go still on this massive dream. But I believe it was something like. "One, two, three, gizmo, gizmo, four, five, six, gizmo, gizmo." Then, I think he sang a mantra from Lord Ganesha, at least, the lyrics were familiar to me, but my recall for the actual song is vague... I remember I sang the song back to gizmo and he was happy. I sang it a few more times to keep it in my mind and write it down once I woke up. Advanced ToTM, checked!

Originally Posted by Advanced ToTM

Find which present Gizmo is wrapped up in, and get him to teach you a new song. - (ThreeCat)

I started to explore the new place I was at. Instead of a roman old school city, I was now in Chicago downtown. It was easy to recognize as I was next to Marina City:







So much for the Roman city into Chicago!! My mind amazes me sometimes! I focused on hitting some of the easy lucid dares for anyone to get more bonus points. At this stage of the dream, I did not remember I had outstanding personal dares to complete. I first though of an easy task, to summon Nfri. Which I did. I rose my hand, sorcerer style and asked for Nfri to show up. A tall and slim female showed up. I could not tell her hair color because she wore winter clothing (once again, amazing mind dressed the summoned dream character accordly to the weather on December at Chicago, lol.) Her clothing was all pink and she was dressed very sexy. She smiled at me and she was standing, which a sexy look. She looked something like this (but her hair was covered, and the raincoat was a clearer pink.







I was happy because I completed one dare already (funny to find upon checking the dares thread that Nfri is a dude.)

Originally Posted by Anyone dare Completed

Summon Nfri and describe how he looks (Nfri)

As this female version of Nfri kept approaching at me, I knew right away what was going on, but my dream quality was high and I did not want to waste time, so I recalled another anyone dare I could get done. I walked by hear and faced her, face to face. She tried to get intimate with me (yes, in the middle of Chicago downtown!) but I refused to interact and just turned her my back and walking away. It was actually easy task, I think my drive to make a big record was strong!

Originally Posted by Anyone Dare Completed

Face an attractive DC and refuse to have any interaction with her/him. (NyxCC)

I kept walking down the street and I recalled another anyone dare. I was unsure if I using my phone as a catalyst for dream control was an anyone or someone's else personal task. I took my phone out from my pocket, which looked like my waking life phone. I was in front of a cross street and traffic was very heavy, but cars were driving fast. I pointed at one of the roads with my phone and with my thumb, I slide it right to left, with the intents to push all the cars to go in reverse. Amazingly, it worked first try, and even more amazingly, no one crashed. I started to swing my cell phone left and right very fast, with the intent of accelerating the traffic, which happened, but neither no one crashed (I wasn't thinking they would crash neither trying, probably the reason it did not happen.) I tapped my screen to see what would happen, and the whole dream froze, I think even dream went silent. The whole thing was frozen. That was some amazing effects from just a phone!

Originally Posted by Anyone Dare Completed

Use your phone as a catalyst for dream control. (Sensei)

It was exciting, but I suddenly found my dream getting obliterated in seconds. I did not have time to even to try to save it.

I had a false awakening in bed, I felt satisfied about the dream and getting two ToTM and three dares done. I reached my journal to write down the dream and tried to turn the lamp on that I have in waking life. (the green one)







Not working. I tapped it a couple more times. Nothing.

I turned lucid right away. I exalted "Lamp not working... hahaha, these lamps always work." My wife woke up and asked me what was wrong, if I was cold or something. I told her that I just got tricked with a false awakening and that I was still dreaming. My wife told me that I was talking nonsense. I checked my hands and indeed I was lucid, they looked like a hologram. I jumped off bed and recalled since I was able to remember the whole lucid dream, I decided to continue my dreaming. My wife followed me, pretty upset stating I was asleep. We exited the house and we were in a modern city surrounded by trees, definitely not the same as waking, proving I was indeed dreaming. Wife kept insisting I wasn't. I rose my hand and pointed at it with my other hand saying, "Do you think my hand is supposed to look like this?" My ring finger was like a quarter inch long. I took of to fly, but for some odd and rare reason, I could only bounce about 10 feet tops or so. My wife kept telling me, "See, you can't fly, you are awake, go back to bed before someone calls the cops." Like if jumping 10 feet was normal. I just walked away ignoring my wife, after all she was a dumb DC reflected by my mind. I saw a UFO saucer gliding above some trees. It was semi-transparent and it was vanishing:







I grabbed it before it took off and I thought of the next dare. To fly to the sun. I felt it would be easy to use this vehicle to get there faster, so I set that intent and the saucer to take me there. It was going at high speed and I could feel fire all around me. Now, the saucer looked like a regular shuttle from NASA. I was already in space and realized I was in my pajamas... oh well, big deal. We were getting closer to the sun and I released the shuttle, as in theory, I had to fly through the sun. I kept flying and I entered the sun. I could see my whole being burning, but it did not hurt, I kept flying until I passed through it and I was on the other side of the sun.







I could see a whole lot of different planets that were not from our solar system. This is nonsense in waking since all the planets surround the sun, but in the dream, is like all the planets were in front of the sun (what we see) and others (unknown) behind it.

Originally Posted by Anyone Dare Completed

Fly into the sun (CanisLucidus)

I felt free, I was away from Earth and I felt I wanted to fly home (not Earth...) and a huge smile and feeling of freedom and bliss surrounded my whole being. However, I recalled right away that I had personal dares and they were still to be done. I freaked out a bit because I wanted to give priority to those and I forgot, so I remembered one of them, and since I was in space, I started to glide north until the whole space turned white, so I asked to be taking to the Creator of the Dream. I was taking to God, or what I had a impression of god, a huge amount of white light, made of pure love, light and bliss, it was a massive consciousness with a very powerful energy. I asked this energy/God, "What does this dream mean?" The creator replied to me, but funny enough, instead of through normal words, he did it through my clairsentient ability (psychic hearing) and he told me, "You are like Messi, breaking records all the time." I laughed because I never thought of it, but it was true that I was trying to break a record indeed, and Messi, just broke another record in the soccer match I watched yesterday."

Originally Posted by Personal Dare Completed

Find the creator of the dream you are in and ask what the dream means. (Marce)

I was happy that my dream was still stable so I decided to go back to Earth to get my two more personal dares done (Too bad I was realizing that one of them was an anyone dare that I challenged everybody else too and that I was missing to kick Dark Vather's ass as it was one of my dares and being at space, I had a golden chance to do it, oh well.)

I flew back to Earth and got very quickly back to it. I entered Earth in a kind of an odd way, shoulder first and I heard a massive noise and saw fire all around me. I was like a fireball and I thought, "This is not going to end well! But I laugher."







A few moments later, I was inside a house (what the heck???) There was some dude who was pretty pissed of at me. He wanted me to study and do my homework (I finished school many years ago, lol.) I wanted to get out the house. I did not feel it had good energy. I feel this house was in the middle of nowhere, somewhere around Texas among massive corn wheat fields. I wanted to explore the area. The dude tried his best to prevent me to leave. I saw there was a bar right next to me. The back of this bar was made out of windows and I could see a ton of futuristic buildings (so much for "middle of nowhere") and a huge pool with a lot of people around. There were three stools and three young woman having a drink. These woman appeared to be also pissed at me. I tried another of my personal dares. I rose my hands and started channeling energy, to the intent to make time go faster.

At first, nothing happened, but then I realized that these ladies looked like they were on their 50s and they kept aging fast. Some shrunk in size and one of them had her hair turn white. I kept pushing energy and set the intent for hundreds of years to happen. I saw through the windows how all of the people on the pool and walking by were also aging. However, they never died, turned into skeletons (or dust, zombies... nothing) they just went as old as you can imagine and even older than that



The building and other inanimate objects did not seem to be affected at all. I was very surprised this worked.

Originally Posted by Personal Task Completed

Force a city and its inhabitants to age in front of you for some hundred years. I'm curious to know what could your mind will come up with when their age exceed the average life span. (Box77)

They all kept aging, getting more wrinkles and looking more like a skull, but they remained alive and they kept doing whatever they were doing prior to do this. I felt it was enough of the aging and released the energy. They progressively went back to their original ages, except for the ladies next to me sitting on the bar, which stopped de-aging at the age of 50s.

Suddenly, everybody got on their knees and started to adore me like I was a God. I believed this was another of my personal dares (without knowing it was my dare, and the requires of my dare were different.) I kept thanking people for adoring me and they brought me x-mas gifts (lol) I felt happy and I thought I had all my personal dares done, so I decided to wake myself up, as I seemed to still be with a decent quality dream, but I was risking too much if I continued working on more dares and not getting my butt out of my real bed to write all down.

Morning of December 8, 2014. Monday.



This is possibly the first time I have dreamt of such an event, at least in such a vivid way and over a longer time period (my dream being quite long). Even though it is a natural disaster dream, there is a feeling of continual interest and excitement though I am not lucid. The imagery, especially at the end, is quite attractive.

I am not sure where my wife and family and I are living. It seems to be in La Crosse but in an area I have not actually ever lived in reality - it seems like it is likely to be a certain part of Wood Street. Our front yard seemingly faces the west. After a time, a sandstorm approaches from the east. We are firstly indoors. Over time, there are at least four waves. At one point, I hold onto our youngest daughter to help keep the sand from her eyes and to stop her from wandering off.

We are outside with other people at the front of our house, which we use for protection from the strong wind and dust at times. A powerful “wave” of sand approaches and knocks the roof off the house to the right of ours. Also, cars and buses are being carried through the air and dropped a fair distance away. Our house is not damaged in any way even though most others are in the immediate area.

The scenes are rendered very realistically for the most part, except for the appearance of the sky at the end, which is slightly surreal, though I do feel a sense of peace and bliss. At one point, we walk more towards the east (by about three blocks) for some reason, and I look up to see that the sky is filled with very small glowing clouds, sort of trapezoidal in shape and mostly equidistant and in at least eight rows. There are no signs of anymore dust clouds or indication of threat. Daylight is somewhat visible as if it is near dawn.

“It looks like the storm is over,” I say, and an unknown neighbor agrees.

It is possible that my dream signified “shifting my thoughts” in certain ways in preparation for enhanced dream work in 2015. After all, a sandstorm does change the landscape somewhat, the resulting sand dunes being in different locations after the event.

#387 - DILD - 5:32AM

I went to be late at midnight and had planned to take Galantamine at WBTB around 4AM, but at 2AM I had a horrible nightmare that made me think about the waking life implications. I have been taking 5-HTP pre-bed for depression and it's really been giving me powerful vivid dreams, though non-lucid. I was actually excited to see how Galantamine would work for me now but my thoughts kept me wake for over an hour so I decided it wasn't the night. I felt restless legs starting and I got up to take 1mg Melatonin and 400mg Ibuprofen. I considered trying an induction technique, but I really just wanted to fall back to sleep and stop thinking about stuff. I used randomness to quickly pass out, hoping at least, desire would catch the dream.

Much later, I am on a road trip with some 'friends' (their faces aren't anyone I know IWL) and we come to some city. Springfield? Someone mentions that it should be close to time for them to start filming SNL and they all really want to go. I look at the clock and see it's 4:30. I figure we have an hour before it starts but I realize we aren't that close to New York and something about the time feels wrong. Still, I have a strong urge to go alone so I ignore this.

Somehow I end up in a room with a stage. There are very few folding chairs scattered about in clusters and even less people sitting in them. I think this is very odd, but I continue to take a seat. Amy Peohler is on stage talking with another unknown person. It is some sort of pre-show and they point to a guy in our group. They set up some agreement that he would somehow be apart of some skit. This guy looks vaguely familiar and is wearing a yellow shirt with camouflage pants and combat boots. He has thick curly black hair and looks like a person with a sense of humor. He stands up, salutes, and says, "Yes commander."

I have a memory gap, but find myself lucid from doing some form of awareness/mindfulness. I think I forgot most of this, but I recall that I have been watching the show for what feels like a long time. Amy is gone and there is some other celebrity on stage talking. She looks a lot like Megan Trainor with brown hair wearing some light blue prom dress. As I watch her drone on, I feel like the dream is becoming unstable because I feel like can't hold all of this in my head for much longer. The concentration of sitting here idly while trying to remember all that has been said is way too much for me. I have the idea that I really need to be doing something active to keep the dream stable. I try to think what to do knowing that I should have a goal, but I can't be bothered with it right now. Suddenly feeling outrageously rebellious, I have an idea. I leap up from my seat, run to the stage, plant a hand on the edge, and vault myself in front of the woman. Without hesitation, I grab a hold of the front of her silky blue dress, and pull down. This surprising reveals her naked breast to everyone. I am not sure what I thought would happen but this really does surprise me. She stands there for a moment in shock while I admire her cleavage. I have a mild temptation to have some fun, but I quickly resist and turn away.

I return to my seat and make a grand gesture to the now growing audience. The woman is still standing there unashamed and laughing as everyone else erupts with excitement. As I watch, I purposefully look only at her face and not her bare breasts. Suddenly, blue text appears as an overlay to the stage. It appears social media is blowing up because of what is happening on live television. I can see the comments on Twitter and all of the tagging of other people, @soandso @thisguy @somebody (I can't remember the names). Then hashtags appear #something #lookatthis. Again, I don't recall the actual words and I think was mostly gibberish anyway. I laugh at bit, but but start to really really bad for the woman. It feels like shame and embarrassment and something inappropriate. I don't like the feeling so I decide that I want something really hilarious to show up. As I gently will the dream to respond, I think these words and they appear clearly in front of the stage alongside the rest. I am not sure how this showed up, but its more like my subC put it out there for me: "@ISIS hates Megan Strait. #ISIS" I get the feeling that these people would really hate knowing this woman bared her breast on live television. It's not really funny to me, but I decide this will be DJ entry title. The dream quickly fades.

I have an FA where I am trying to recall the dream and how I even got lucid. I remember as I see the funny camo guy holding a milk carton with the word 'Ninja' on it. He tells me that this was 'Ninja Juice' and as soon as I saw the word 'Ninja', BAM I was lucid. Then, I actually wake wondering if this is true.