memorable

Dream 1

I'm with Josh and Daryl either on bikes together or in a car, travelling down a dirt road. I see James Graham in front of us, in his ute. He's tormenting another person that is in a larger car. I think James felt as if the other driver was hogging the road, but it didn't seem that way from where I am. I tell Josh that it would be funny if I drove passed him or next to him to annoy him, and that I would end up on one of his YouTube videos. As I go passed both cars, they all stop on the side of the road. I turn back to see why and notice that people are walking in my direction.
Eventually some of the people reach where I am. The first person I see if Michelle Sinclaire. I don't say hi to her and wait for her to say it first, but we both hold our ground. The scene changes a little and I can now see Jarred Frase. I envy this guys skill at picking up the ladies and hope that I could be one of his apprentices. Jarred walks over towards a door.

I have a False Awakening either before or after this dream. I'm in my bed and I hear Daryl and Dad in the kitchen talking to one another. I start recording my previous dream with my voice recorder.

Dream 2

I'm In my rumpus room and 1up has written out on a white board a method to become lucid. If consisted of listening to something upon falling asleep. There was 3 steps.
The pictures he had drawn in step one had someone laying down and shooting fire out of their mouths. Im unsure on the others steps drawings but step 2 had music artists written down. Some notable ones were skrillex and slipknot. Im sitting on the ground for some reason and Rachel, Josh and Ruby are with me. I try to make Ruby feel less left out by making her part of what we're doing.

The scene changes and a group of people who're meant to be my primary school teachers, are not them. Some are famous people and some randoms. I remember seeing karl stefanovic as one of the teachers, except his hair was more curly and fuller. They all begin singing a song that has the word FUCK in it. It's a common word of the song. They feel they're breaking the rules, and shouldn't be singing such a song due to being primary school teachers, but they're having a good laugh about it and don't care.

Scene changes and I'm now with a female. Someone comes to the door and makes the female feel loved. The man leaves shortly after. I can see the man near a car at night and he's talking to the father of the female who is on the front of his boat. I over hear them and realise the father had paid or made the man to act as if he was interested in his daughter.

I'm now on the boat which feels like it's made out of blow up material which is filled with air. As I'm moving around I'm acting about how the owner of the boat (a large man) struggled to move around the boat and would almost fall overboard in the process. I think I fall down a hole or the scene changes.

I'm in another room with a black man (think his from the beats by dre review on YouTube that I watched this morning). Two more black men come into the room. I have a feeling they have bad intentions. I think I call the first guy that's with me a nigger in a friendly way. I may have even said "what's up niggers" to the other two guys. There's some strange stuff on the walls.

Dream Fragment

An X Factor dream. It's down to the bottom 2, with one about to be eliminated from the show. Tee and another strong contender are standing on stage to wait the announcement of their fate. I find this crazy as they're both great singers and shouldn't be here. Tee gets eliminated.

So last night I drempt that I was in a sunken submarine with my friend. I don't know how long we were down there but our oxygen tank was running low. We were loosing all hope and we were accepting death as we released our last bit of oxygen in the sub. Up above us from the glass domed roof we saw a light shine and a loud horn, it was another ship at the top of the ocean. I looked at her and said we could not survive the swim up but it was our only chance. We opened the hatch and started swimming. Against all odds we made it to the top and alerted the crew of our presence, they threw down a ladder and we boarded their ship to explain the details. After a couple hours of watching the water crashing against the boat I realized something. Those sailors weren't who they said they were. Those sailors were vampire pirates and were going to bite our necks at any given time. I rushed to get my friend and tell her what was going on.

This is when I woke up, I wanted to try and go back because it was a nice detailed dream. I don't remember those too often.

I went back to sleep and I was on an island with my friend, we had somehow escaped the vampire pirates and made it to an island already with a house and her parents for whatever reason. We needed food quick it has been a long time since we or her parents had eaten anything and I knew I had to do something. I took my friend and her dog and we ventured off to climb a mountain to get the food on top. The dog and I had no problem getting up about halfway but my friend was lagging behind quite a bit. She was unable to climb it and I could not lend her a hand. She said she was going to go back down and get her climbing gear to help her ascend the mountain and meet us at the top. The dog and I continued to climb and we were nearing the top before we decided to take a break and wait for my friend so we could get to the top together. After much longer than it should have been, we realized something must have went wrong. She was taking so much longer than she should have. We rushed down the mountain through the forest to get to the house as quick as we could. We opened the door to a crying friend and room of blood and dismembered body parts. The house had been attacked my bounty skeleton sent by the vampire pirates while we were away. We spent the rest of the week keeping watch for any sort of new help while she fished and I defended the house from rouge skeletons. For the rest of my dream we survived on fish and I piled up skeleton skulls for her to pulverize.

Dream 1

I'm at Jamie Smiths house, in the garage. I hear Kayley outside. I peak out the door I see her son running, with Kayley not too far behind him. She comes inside the garage, followed by Daniel. I shake Daniel hand a greet him, and have a bit of a yarn. Kayley's son gives me a hug and Kayley mentions that he wanted to see me.

I go inside Jamie's house and do something. I think Daniel has Indian or Pakistan in his blood. I begin to think he's the Indian guy off X Factor.

I'm now laying down on a bed or couch at my house, in Dads lounge room. Kayley comes up to me and she tells me she's fat.
Me "you have lost weight. Are you still doing your diet program?",
Kayley "I haven't been sticking to it"
Me "Keep trying, that's the main thing. Doesn't matter how much you fail, keep persisting."
I can see Daryl and Daniel now.
I continue talking, giving an inspirational speech "eating the wrong food is just a withdrawal thing at first.
Kayley butts in and talks about detoxing, trying to discredit what I was saying but I agree with her and tell her something about it. I continue "it's like smoking, you quit for several years but still have that urge for a smoke now and then, but can easily be fixed by keeping your hands busy.
Daryl "that's a great example"
Me "yes it is"

I begin thinking about a distiller. Wondering how I'm going to pack it, as myself and Kayley are going back to my house for some reason. I start thinking about other items i need to take.

Dream 2

Im at Tunza Fun in fountain gate shopping centre. I'm trying to win a price from a game. The point of the game is to move the sharp object and line it up with the small opening, hoping to pop a balloon which is holding the prize. I have a few shots. To my surprise I pop the balloon. My friends and I are ecstatic, but soon realise we popped the balloon that had no prize hanging from it.
(I actually played this game with friends today IRL. Didn't win any prizes)

Dream 3

At Phillip Island with Josh and Daryl. We walk up a hill passing a few shops. Daryl yells out "Hello Ladies" to some ladies in the distance.
I walk into a Fish & Chip shop and order some food. The chicken schnitzel burger looks good and ask for that, as it's gluten free. Policemen are inside the shop for some reason. Maybe due to Daryl being loud mouth?
The owner of the shop tells one of customers not to go outside due to Daryl and Josh being out there. They think they're trouble. I insist that they wouldn't hurt a fly and are just different to the locals here, they're from Melbourne I say.
I can see two chicken wraps which look to be flattened down. I start eating one, making it half way through it before realising that it may not be mine. I say something to the person serving me that I accidentally ate this without knowing. He cut my chicken schnitzel focaccia in half and said "there u go, we're even".
I remember that I don't have money on me, and that I was going to wait for them to make my order then run down and get the money. Guy behind counter tells me that it has sauce on it and will be extra. I find this cunning as I didn't ask for it.
I'm leave the shop and make my way back down the street. A bus is coming passed me and I can hear the music that's getting played inside the bus. There's a bus in the distance where the boys are. I reach the boys and tell them what had happened. They tell me that they are going for a surf and that they waited for me. I told them that they should have just left without me and I would find them. Josh tells me they are thinking of taking the bus. I ask them why and it was due to going to a secret surfing spot.

Dream 4

I'm in back seat of car with my brother, along with a female. Daryl was in passenger seat and another female in drivers seat. The girl in back seat was HOT. I think she was young, maybe 16-17, but looked a bit older. She takes some kind of tablet which has a mysterious effect on the person who takes it. It's an experience which can't really be explained. It's a similar experience to the ball in guardians of the galaxy. Her experience only lasts a moment and she starts reacting a little odd, as if she knows a secret and doesn't want anyone to know.
She comes over to me and lays on my lap. I begin to stroke her hands softly, trying to relax her.

Spoiler for Mature Content :

I have sexual feeling for her and slowly move my hands down towards her pussy. I can see her vagina and I touch it.. Taking my sexual feeling to a new level. She comes in for a kiss and be begin to make out. I don't seem to use any tongue. She whispers that she will fuck me if I let her give me a blow job, or I give her one??.

My brother seems a bit cut up. I think he liked her, but I didn't care. She comes back to me.
Dream fragment

Body on fire? Distilled water

First Dream

I got in a fight with girl DCs and ariana grande.

Second Dream

I was lucid and blankets and pillows were monsters trying to hurt me by stabbing me with their sharp edges. That was before I and my family were drawing or creating something.

Third Dream "Escape To Create!"

I remember being in a restaurant where a secret group hiding from authorities was. Me and my mom were there and I was trying to help a Chinese man cook his dish by washing a lettuce. My mom laughed but somehow I offended someone in the group and they tried killing us. We managed to run outside though and were going to take a huge ride with lots of people. Unfortunately the ride made one stop than had to go back. So we left in search of a good place to hide. I overheard two girls talking about how it sucked that their next 50$ ride would have to be at night and felt the same way. My mom and I entered a house after that and I saw girls and boys around my age there. I got happy and saw that some of the girls began to swoon over how cute the boys were. I didn't go crazy but started fixing my hair in the mirror and thinking if I would end up with one of the boys myself. But I was too shy to walk up to them. That's when a guy who was a dance instructor (maybe 25) started dancing and the scenery started changing. Everyone started dancing and singing in their own groovy way. The guy than picked up a table and made me laugh cause he was spinning it like a cool trick. Than a girl tried to show me a dance move she called the surf. I tried it but was really shy. I noticed the boy I liked in the dream looking at me and covered my bashful face. When I looked he came up to me smiling and we started to talk. There was another girl talking and walking with us too. Than all of a sudden she told me to try doing a dance move. I tried but than slipped really quickly I landed on the ground. I noticed the ground was covered in ice and took a piece of ice off my head in a dizzy manner. I started to hum a part of a melody looking at the boy I liked. He started to hum his own part to it than I hummed one more time. A lady came out of no where happily saying how cute we were. But I felt like I was going to die from a brain concussion from the ice so I was disappointed. I told the boy "If I die, please remember my face," He said he would and I think I said this cause I really liked him and didn't want to be forgotten. After a bit a picture popped up in first perspective and it was all I could see. It was a cartoon of a girl guide saying before I go on a adventure I will find a friend whose not afraid of heights, who is not afraid to be themselves and likes to have fun. Than I woke up.

August 31, 2014

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I was in a school (I can't remember if it was highschool or college, but I get the feeling it was highschool) and reliving a whole year of my life. The cycle started on a day when my class went to a beach for a field trip. In the original run-through, the guy I had a crush on, who was one of my best friends, drowned in the water. In the next few days, I had picked up a new book from a local book store. I read it, and it seemed to be about the people around me; I saw lots of similarities between the two.

I don't remember the rest of that year. Except that on the day my best friend and I went to visit the grave of my passed away friend, I was suddenly back at the beach, and he was alive again. I was really confused at first, but I remembered that he was going to die, and I somehow managed to make sure he survived. I kept him from going out in the water at that time and kept an eye on him the whole time. I was so relieved that he was alive. I still liked him, but I was scared to tell him. I had picked up the same book from the book store to read, because I remembered really liking it in the previous time. As I read it, though, I noticed differences. It had a different plot than the first one, but the same characters. I did some research this time, and found out the author was actually a new teacher at my school.

Again, on that same day the next year, I realized I was back on the beach and he was about to drown again. I ran to my best friend, told her to save him, and she did; she could swim better than I could. This time, however, I realized that I no longer had a crush on him. I watched them coming back to shore, and sighed with relief. The next day, in class, the author of that book was introduced as our new teacher. This was different...! He wasn't my teacher in the other timelines. When his book came out, I got it, and read it, and again the plot was slightly different. Everyone in the class was asking for his autograph and whatnot because of him having published a book, and a popular one at that. He had a few other books, but I didn't read them. As the year went on, I got to know the teacher a lot better. I was going to confess to him that I liked him one day, but I realized too late that it was the same day I would go back a year.

I was at the beach yet again, wondering why I kept going back in time. It was getting annoying... I had my best friend save my guy friend again (they had started dating in the previous timeline) and went off to find the teacher. I knew he was there because he was a chaperone. I came up to him and started talking to him, and found out he would be our teacher in this timeline, too. That made me happy.

When the book came out, I didn't buy it this time. I was walking past the bookstore and glanced at it in the window a few months later, looking at the cover art, which hadn't changed in any of the timelines (though I can't remember what it was), and realized that the teacher was standing behind me; he had been walking the other direction and noticed me looking at the book. He glanced at me and asked, "Have you read it?"

I shrugged. "About three times already!"

The next day I decided to read it after all. I wanted to see if it was going to be different again, and in what ways. It was different. The teacher noticed me reading it, and asked me about it: "I thought you've already read it three times?"

"Well, each time I read it, it's different." (does anyone else think this could be some deep shit? Like, "every time you read a book the experience changes because you've changed" type thing? hmmm) "Every time I read your book, Mr. ---, it's different."

He looked at me for a while, and then asked me if I wanted to see the drafts for the book. I was so excited, and said I would love to!

Giddily, I went with him to his office. He pulled out stacks of paper, and I looked through them; there were 4 drafts: the first draft was the version I read the first time; the second was the second version I read; the third draft was the third version I'd read, and I didn't need to look to guess that the final draft was the one that was published in this timeline.

"I have the other books, too..." He said, handing me the drafts of the other books he'd written in the past. I still hadn't read them, and so I smiled at him and told him I would have to read them soon. I looked at him and was about to ask him if he'd also been reliving the year I had relived, but my friends came in. They had a question about something from class.

"What's all this stuff?" They asked, looking at the papers.

"He's an author," I said.
"What, like, Miyazaki?" That was my best friend.
"No, he wrote screenplays and directed movies," said the teacher man.
"Ohhhh." That was my friends.

It was then that I realized that my classmates hadn't gone insane over the new book this time. It turned out that in this timeline he had published the latest book under an alias (his other books were not well known, so the students didn't know about them). Thus, we found out that we had both been reliving the year. We sort of clung together naturally from that point on, and I got the feeling of being deeply loved by him, but neither of us ever said anything or acted on the feelings; we were teacher and student, no matter how young of a teacher he was (especially because he was so young)

Toward the end of that year, we were both on a train with my best friend and another student from the class. There were two old women in the back of the train; one black, and one white. They were very, very old, but I could even then see the love emanating from them both. They had been lovers for a very long time, and faced many hardships and barriers in their love (being both a homosexual pair and an interracial pair in their prime, when both of these things were considered to be shameful). This event was a pre-death funeral for one of the two (I think for the white one). My friends were there because the woman had apparently been a bus driver for them, and the Teacher and I were there to support them. My best friend started to cry, and I rubbed her back for comfort, and when she was okay again, I leaned on the Teacher's shoulder, getting sad for the people around me. He put his arm around me and I wondered if we would go back in time again the next day, which was the end of the year... Then I woke up.

I was at a mall getting all my gear from work. I knew I had to get my hair cut so I went to see if a hair place in the mall gave military discounts. I kept walking and suddenty was in a forest with a scoped rifle hunting some strange creatures near a lake. Cops showed up and started chasing me and suddenly, more people started chasing me also. I had a lot of guns and it reminded me of GTA. I shot at the people chasing me as I ran up a hill. There was a helicopter with Air Force insignias all over it and I knew it had been downed for a long time, so it became an attraction. When I got to the top of the hill, a little girl told me how, at the bottom of the a river, there was the 'Ultimate Gun'. The river she was talking about was dirty and with black oil. There was a way to enter and exit the river without dying and the girl showed me how. I grabbed the gun that was made of plastic tubing and killed people with it. The way the gun would kill people, is that it was open their mouths and the oil it shot would go into their stomachs and make them explode.
The area changed to a factory and when there was only 2 people left, I almost got caught a few times. Eventually. I killed everyone. 2 girls, which I recognized from plenty of previous dreams, were sitting down and they said "Now you die" and the whole world exploded. I remember opening my arms, embracing the blast. Everything went black and I said "Now I wake up."

Journal Entry Lucid #75 Dream,Lucid, thoughts in dream,(Comments)
Background:I was still practicing gravity RC around this time. All that I could say from memory, and I also did noseplug, and other RC as usual, but I don't know if I meditated or not.I did WBTB

Lucid Dream # 75, day: 08/26/14, time: 4:06-5:06 Am " Epic battle with guy1":
I am at school, in a boring class. I walk around the campus and I end up in my grandmas room. It is pitch dark other than a computer screen. My sister is playing her annoying music. I asked her kindly to turn it off. She didn't, but instead decided to go talk on the house phone. I was angry. I reminded myself to be mindful and that music is just sound. I got up and turned it off. She comes back and yell at me for turning off her music. I am not listening to her because I got fascinated by a shadow on the computer screen. A shadow of a huge spider. I didn't know where the source was coming from. I get up and walk to the kitchen. I tell my mother and grandma about the incident and they seem to just ignore me. I just had a weird feeling to do a RC. Nothing prompted it. I thought this can't really be a dream. I did a noseplug and at the same time I felt the gravity at the sole of my feet, and it fluctuated.

I then floated to fully test dream. I rubbed hands together. I told myself not to worry about waking up. I landed and stopped rubbing my hands. I went for the front door. Normally in other LD, I wouldn't go for the front door because it was always pitch black, but this time I did. I opened door not pitch black, but it is night time. The neighborhood certainly changed and I see some construction site nearby. I fly towards opposite side of street. I felt that I needed to stabilize. I looked around and I paid attention to the sounds. I hear crickets. I could feel my legs and I'm amazed it is a dream. I am walking on sidewalk of what looks like outside of our church. I see two DC "training to become lucid dreamer". One DC was IN, a friend from school smart man, very open minded to new ideas, he is the teacher. I see them running and coming out of their bodies. Their body lands straight to the ground. I got quite into dream plot because I asked friend, TO, if I came out of body. He said no. Another guy, call him guy1 said yes. I said it is still a dream. I start to fly a little. They said, "How is he doing that". One screamed, "he has super powers". Guy1 said, "they should restrain me". I landed and levitated the two followers,who were running towards me. Guy1 walked towards me. I created a force field and he couldn't walk anywhere near me. My friend, TO thought I was a threat, so he came from the side and tried to get me. I used TK to stop him as well. There they were all straining their muscles to be free. I remembered what ~dreamer~ said to me about holding back. I put them down and I said to them, "ok we can talk about this..." my friend rushed towards me with a war cry.

I stopped him with force field and I picked him up with one hand, he felt like a fragile. I slammed him over. His face facing the floor. I put my feet above his head. He didn't look like my friend anymore, but he felt like it. (maybe it is to make it easier for me not to hold back I don't know). He was crying. I let him go and I said, " you are not the problem". I went to guy1, the agitator, and there him into the sky with my hand. I start to fly away. I kind of lost lucidity and I ended up in a helicopter. I hear and feel a loud thumb on the helicopter followed by it spinning out of control. I felt the gravity change rapidly. I realized still dream. Guy1 came inside the helicopter. I threw him out of the window of the spinning helicopter. I then jumped out of the helicopter and started to fly. I start to hear a guitar solo, a very good one too. I start to charge at him. He punches me to the buildings, the buildings crumble. After a good exchange between each other. He start to plummet towards the floor and he screamed "high density field" I guess gravitational field. It messed with my head too and I started to feel a pulling effect. I see myself fall. I then awoken

Journal Entry Lucid #74 Dream,Lucid, thoughts in dream,(Comments)
Background:I actually remember what I did this morning because it was so memorable. I did wbtb at 3:19 and I slept from 10-3. I watched a movie as I normally do while being attentive and imagining that the movie is my dream. I didn't meditate before going to bed. I actually didn't meditate for a weeks now, I became increasingly lazy. I haven't been putting my LD DJ on here and I haven't been doing as many reality checks. It all had to do with school starting and I felt kind of sad about my classes. Well on the 08/24 I started to accept my circumstance and I started to go back to my regular schedule. I started to do R.C both noseplug and gravity RC. I only do gravity RC on and off but the noseplug I always do it with my RC. (Written 12/31: I have not done gravity RC in quite some time so it didn't develop like his did, it was just starting to mature and I prematurely stopped doing it when school got started.)

Lucid Dream # 74, day: 08/25/14, time: 7:00-7:24 Am " "Gravity RC"":
At first I had a dream about a test that was due in class. I am on the website for my school and they had a random search button. I clicked on it an it took me to a random website. It had naked people on it. I swiped the website to get another website. I pause for a minute to let it sink in I am thinking "WTF". I thought about how such a program to exist that takes people to random websites and the downside to it. The teacher informs us that the test has started. Everybody is finishing. I am stressing out. I tried to read but words were to small to read. I got mad and start talking to others about it. I see ER, I say sup to him. He gives paper to the teacher, and throws a huge back of chips in the trash. He left without helping me, it is just like him though. I then went to the teacher to complain. I asked her how long do we have. She tells me as long as you want. I said a whole day.
I wake up next to a swimming pool. I see my DJ in the water. I laugh at my dream. I say wow what a stupid dream. I have to take a test. I looked around and I think stupid me I didn't even do a RC I could be in a dream for all I know. I do a RC but I wasn't mindful. I then told myself to be aware of the whole body kind of gravity RC. I tried to feel my weight and my legs felt like noodles. The weight fluctuated up and down in a circular motion. I realized I am in a dream. .I am now in my room, I ask did I wake up, told myself nope still dreaming. I couldn't believe that the gravity RC worked. I feel the dream fading. Fear start to enter my heart. "NOT NOW" I say to the dream, desperate to hold on to it. I then hear a voice in my dream it was my voice or how I think I sound like. It said, "You have to get to get used to this, you are now a lucid dreamer. You don't need to be terrified of waking up". I start to feel happy. I then calmed down. I then went to a light switch to turn it on/off. I remembered reading about a task somewhere to turn on and off by your mind. I think brighter it didn't turn on. It has a window, where a mirror is supposed to be. I see a door outside. (dream start to fade so I concentrated on visuals.) I walk to it thinking it is a door to darkness. I opened it and it was dark. I then see a face look at me. The face was size of my body. It got smaller and it had three eyes. I got a little scared but I calmed myself and asked it what is wrong? He replied back but I forgot. I woke up after hearing him/

Dream - Lucid

I was at a school, an elementary school I believe. I went somewhere else to go get these pictures made. I got there, and the people who were taking pictures were a bunch of young brothers, and when I say young, I mean kids. They all had black bowl-cut hair and solid-colored sweaters. They were lined up from tallest to shortest. They were posing us (I believe more people were with me now, Dallas's sister being one) in these weird, cheesy poses. The way they talked seemed kind of shady. I think one that was talking had a weird accent. There was also something to do with these multi-colored pies; there was one that was bright yellow, which I assumed was lemon, and then there was a blue, a pink, and some other colored pies. I don't recall what they had to do with the photo shoot though.

Anyway, during the shoot, I had a vague feeling I may be getting ripped off, but it was too late now, I was already getting photos taken. They finished and left. I was talking to someone else afterwards, and they said I got ripped off.

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I was living in an older-looking house with Dallas. The inside was quite dirty; the sinks in the bathroom were supposed to be white, but had this grime stuck to them making them look off-white. I was laying in bed with Dallas for the night when his mom came up to us with some cleaning supplies, and was yelling at me about something to do with the cleaning. She left the room, and there was some white, foamy cleaning stuff on the carpet that she had spilled. Ugh.

I then was scrubbing a small section of the sink with a rag in the bathroom, and noticed that the grime was coming off when I did so. At first, I had thought the grime was just discoloration from old age, but I could see the white that was underneath. I didn't scrub it all off however; I don't think I had time, or I just simply didn't want to finish it all up at one time. I thought about how the past tenants obviously didn't clean; I thought it was supposed to get cleaned.

Later, I said something to Dallas's mom about the white foamy cleaning stuff on the floor. I didn't want to further anger her as I told her this., so I told her a bit cautiously. I don't think she got mad. She did start cleaning it up.

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I was looking at an envelope that had the name and address typed up instead of written. I saw my old roommate's name as the sender. Wow, why was she contacting me? Weird. I then thought about how I had heard that she had been married, and took another look at her name on the envelope. I saw that her last name was now "Garrison" (Idk what it really is IWL).

I then saw pictures of her. There was one with her and some roommates. She looked a bit different, a little longer face and she looked older, but quite happy. There was another one of her on the floor kneeling by a couch with some guy and then one guy that she dated and his roommate, whom I dated at one point. She was looking up at them eagerly. I wasn't sure what she was doing. I thought it was wild that her new husband was friends with her ex and my ex. I couldn't imagine how her ex could even stand to be around her anymore, but it looked like they were all friends. Maybe she had changed.

She had, for some reason, also given me a cellphone that looked like an old, beat-up Blackberry. I thought it was her phone. I then saw on the screen some words scrolled by. They said
"Jared's phone"
Jared was my ex (thought that is the wrong IWL spelling of his name), the friend of her ex from the photograph. Idk why she had given me his phone. I knew in the dream, but can't remember.

I was standing outside of an apartment complex during the daytime, looking into the distance. In the sky, I saw these flecks...hard to explain. It looked like the sky itself was a mirage or something. I thought I must be seeing things. The flecks then started to come closer to where I was. They were then close enough for me to notice that they were HUGE hailstones; they were the size of soccer balls. I saw them hitting the ground and shattering. God damn, these could kill a person. As they got closer, it was starting to snow a little around me, with a few giant hailstones raining down. I needed to find shelter. I went to the nearest apartment building.

I then was in an apartment. I looked out the window and saw huge lava waves slowly moving over the land. Well, this is the end of the world, isn't it?

I somehow, at this point, realized I was dreaming. I was in a stairwell, I believe. I then saw Dallas in front of me, and said, as always
"I'm dreaming!"
He smiled and seemed excited.
I sadly don't remember anything else about this lucidity.

~

I was super drunk in a house made of light-colored wood. It was the middle of the night. I was trying to cook things on the stove, one thing was mac and cheese. I was by myself. There was something about a kitten and how it squeezed itself under a door and got stuck in a room that no one was in and that no one would be back at for awhile. I thought about how I was going to spend the next day, my day off, hung over.

I became lucid at some point, and saw my best friend whom I consider a sister, Mk, there with me. She was sitting down with her head turned the other way. I wanted to interact with her, maybe ask her something deep and meaningful, but I couldn't think of anything. I got her attention anyway and said
"Mary Katherine!" She turned her head towards me and looked at me. I continued
"Tell me something meaningful!"
She then replied
"Heaven is real," she said with a straight face, and then continued with "I don't want to bullshit you by saying...." and continued on to talk about things she could have said instead or something. I don't remember anything else about it.

~

I was heading to my first crush, Nick's house with my friend Caitlin. The house was located on the other side of the street in a different place than it is IWL. IWL, we were friends with his younger sister, but no longer are. She was supposedly having a party that night, one that she had told Caitlin about years and years ago, the last time they spoke. It was evening. We were there outside the front door, being cautious. We "remembered" the night before being really drunk and going into their house (a nod to my last dream; I "remembered" the events as if it had happened the night before), which had appeared to be empty at the time. We were looking for Nick, or at least I was. We were going to make out (a nod to my teenage years), but I would be cheating on Dallas. But for some of the dream, I was thinking it was Nick's brother I was looking for, not Nick. I dunno, it was weird.

So anyway, we went into the front door of the house. We didn't see anyone at first. Nick's dad then came out of a room to the right, and looked very pissed. He told us to get out. We started to leave, walking down the concrete stairs of the front porch, and he was saying how he had been there the night before when we were drunk, and how he had been yelling from the room for us to get out, but we didn't listen. Damn. We didn't hear anyone at all.

Then, it was nighttime, and I was with Mk and my mom about to get on a school bus to go to the party. We were outside my old friend Courtney's house, which, in IWL, is right next door to Nick's house. The bus came and I got on. Mk and mom already seemed to be on. The bus was full of small children, probably about kindergarten-aged to first grade-aged. Mom and Mk were sitting towards the front middle of the bus on the right side. I sat down and told my mom or Mk that I didn't want to do this anymore, I didn't know it was all these kids, and that I was going to get someone to come pick me up from the location we got to. The reason was that I wanted to go make out with Nick; I was supposed to meet up with him.

All the sudden, the bus was back at Courtney's, and dropped us off. I don't remember if mom was with me, but Mk was. She went with me next door to Nick's. I saw a light on and heard drums; I knew it was him, because I "remembered" that he played drums. I was listening to him play, thinking about how he had been in band but quit.

We were then in his backyard. It was still nighttime. I was barefoot. He came out of the house from the back porch. I don't remember what we talked about. I was walking around the back yard with bare feet though, and he told me to watch out for dog poop. I then remembered that they had dogs. I saw a small dog there as well. I then "remembered" stepping in dog poop back there before with bare feet. I started to run back towards the concrete, feeling the soft ground sinking a bit beneath my feet. I hoped it was just dirt and not dog crap.

I was then walking with Nick in the back yard. I "remembered" us making out that night at some point, and how different it felt now that we were older. He then was yelling something to his dad, about how tonight he was taking a break from his girlfriend Gina (IWL I don't know his girlfriend's name, or if he even has one). He was cheating as well. I then was thinking about whether or not we had sex as we were walking back towards the porch, and I couldn't remember. I then "remembered" him having anal sex with a girl in his back yard. I saw it happening. It was graphic. I saw it close up.

I then was leaving with Mk, going back towards the road so my mom could take us home. I was telling her that I didn't think that his parents liked me. I then heard his mom behind us say
"I like you just fine!"
I turned around and saw her. She seemed happy

We were then in the car. I was sitting in the passenger's side seat. The car looked like Mk's mustang on the inside, but a bit different. I think my mom was driving. I was thinking about how I had just cheated on Dallas. I was wondering whether or not I should tell him. It was a huge moral dilemma in my mind. A song started to play on the radio. It was a female vocalist, singing something about the weekend.

Dream 1

I'm in a car with Kayley and she asks if she's a good driver. I tell her the truth and tell her the difference between a good driver and a safe driver. I tell her she's a safe driver. She doesn't take it too kindly and she seemed to think she was a good driver.

I'm now on foot and walking towards a house flat. I see Jamie Pennys kids at the door step. I decide to turn around and leave. As I turn around a corner I see Jamie himself. I mention to him that I saw his kids out the front of his house.

Kayley seems to have bailed on me and I have to figure out how to get home. I start to think about the long distance it'll take to get home. I have a backpack on so I check for money inside of it, and find a few coins. I see a man on the other side of the road and he's standing next to a car and looks a little suspect. He just doesn't look like a guy with good intentions. I'm taken back by the size of the man, hes very tall. He offers me a smoke which is unlit but looks to have been already half smoked. I keep insisting to him on why I don't want the cigarette. I tell him I quit a long time ago. I have a feeling the cigarette itself has something wrong with it and would cause harm if smoked. I end up taking a couple of drags of the cigarette. I tell him his very tall and he tells me his 6'8. I have a feeling his taller than that.
I can now see a scene of the guy in a nightclub. Two males approach him and they're taken back as well by the size of him. They tell him jokingly ''Where's your cousins at?!'' meaning that they must be tall as well. Now he's cousins come into the scene, and they're just as tall.
The man asks where the bus is, and I look into the distance and see one coming. The bus looks weird from the distance. It looked skinny. I tell him ''There's a bus coming, but I doubt it's yours''.

Dream 2

I'm sitting at the computer, about to play some online poker. I enter a table and notice that Max is sitting at the table also. He name is odd and consists of Max in it. My avatar is a picture of myself and I quickly leave hoping he hasn't seen me.

My computer shuts down from being hacked. I figured it was Max, he must have seen me before I left. I walk over to my Dad, who is in front of his own computer. He seems to be having problems as well. He tells me that Microsoft Office isn't working. I tell him about Libre Office, which is FREE.

Dream 3

I'm walking down a street. As I'm walking, I'm pissing at the same time, leaving a trail behind me. I see that there's two males on their bikes heading towards me. I get worried thinking they're going to know I left a trail of piss behind me. I get on my skateboard and start to try and build up speed, but seem to struggle with power and cardio. I look back where I had previously pissed and see that it wasn't as noticeable as first thought.

I reach a beach which is windy and overcast. I see that there's snow and rocks leading towards the ocean. There's a flash of lightning which hits the ground only meters away from me. There's a lot of people looking towards the ocean. I have a look to see what all the fuss is about and notice that the waves are swelling a lot and that there looks to be a lot of seals in the water. The waves begin to come over the concrete barrier where I am standing and begins to flood. My shoes get soaked but I feel no sensation of wetness or cold in my foot. As I'm leaving the beach I throw some snow at a kid and he gets pissed off at me. I think he's a bit of a sook, so I flick sand up towards his face to toughen him up.

I'm now at Josh's old house in Strofford Ave. I enter the house through the backdoor and notice that there's a dog trying to enter the house also. I have to push him back to stay outside. I stroll through his kitchen and notice that his bench top is different and see a toaster near the sink. I leave the kitchen and walk into the lounge room. I see Dad standing next to what looks like a iron board. Dad begins to question me, as if I had done something wrong. I keep insisting that everything is fine but he keeps digging for answers. He asks if I'm hiding a female in my room. He now goes on about something I may have done outside. I start to get confused on why he's questioning me so much.

Dream 4

I'm on Dreamviews IRC and I'm talking to gab. Gab asks me a question and I don't seem to be paying enough attention to what she asks and I respond with the answer. Gab asks me to explain my answer and I feel I have been caught out not paying attention.

I'm now sitting down talking to some people that work at the bank. I begin to tell lie to them about having a house and that I have been living in it for 3 years. I hope that Daryl is over hearing our convocation cause he would find it funny that I'm making shit up as the convocation goes along. I start to get confused and can't seem to follow what the bank employees are telling me.
I see Daryl sitting at a table with three young ladies.

Daryl takes me to another room inside the bank. He introduces me to another bank employee. I tell him I didn't understand what they were telling me earlier. He hands me some paper.

Dream 5 - 9:25AM (Lucid - MILD, DEILD)

I'm watching a female get ready for a fight. She is standing where the fighters are usually checked by the referee. I begin to come aware in the dream and I start concentrating on her facial features, until I realize I am dreaming.
I think I'm in a class room and I kneel down to stabilize the dream and start to feel/smell/rub face/lick the carpet. I dream still feels a tad unstable. I begin to feel as if I'm still in bed and have something covering most of my vision (probably sleeping mask). I successfully attempt to bring on a false awakening to restart the dream, by falling backwards with my eyes shut. I feel my body float to the ground. I start to visualize the last thing I saw in my dream which works instantly. I'm back in the dream but only for a few seconds before I wake up.

Side Notes

Night 2-3 of practicing MILD with success. I become lucid just before my wake up alarm goes off, this is a common thing for my lucid dreams.

I don't know what to call this. It seemed that I was in a state between awake and asleep in the late morning in a somewhat meditative state watching dreamlets and my favorite one was this person with a coat of butterflies that flew off of the person with the multitude of colorful butterflies flooding my field of vision. Absolutely beautiful! It was more multi-colored than these images I found above and very vibrant.

I was on Youtube it was the old layout and, I was on someones channel looking through their videos like all of them were Skydiving except one said "Lucid Dreaming - Are You Dreaming?"
(Next Dream)
I was at a DQ drivethrough with my Father I saw through the window the old man was squeezing his chest area I was afraid he may have a heart attack he gave us the Blizzard I think it was Chip Ahoys or Mint Oreo he jumped out of the window. My Dad got mad and, murmured stuff I didn't know and, I asked "Is this Free?" The old man nodded "Yes, enjoy it kiddo." My dad was happy that he didn't need to pay for it.
(Next Dream)
The Griffins and Simpsons were yelling at eachother suddenly a voice said. "Peter and, Bart are now dogs." Lisa yelled "Look two dogs are fighting!" It was Dog Peter and Dog Bart fighting eachother.
I then woke up.

Dream - Lucid

I was dreaming of playing Tomodachi Life, and Dallas kept saying "Ooooooo" and I kept saying "What?????". He would never reply.

I woke up and he was snoring. I felt as if I had only been half asleep during this whole thing.

~

I had just had a baby, but the only thing I remember is I had been bottle-feeding it. I felt as if I should be breast-feeding it. I was in the piano room at the house I grew up in, and looked down at my breasts. I was wearing a solid-colored shirt, and my breasts looked swollen, but I wasn't lactating for some reason.

~

I was in marching band, marching a show. It was dusk. Not sure if it was a competition or a football game. I couldn't remember where I was supposed to go, so I tried to just follow the people around me. I knew it probably looked terrible to anyone who was watching.

Then, I was sitting at a computer in a house. I was in a chat room with some other people. Jake was one of them. He kept on posting pictures and videos of him and his new girlfriend. One of the videos was of them in the bathtub. I saw her boobs. I also saw him carrying a bottle of some kind of booze at some point. I saw by one of the pictures "Kristnnnnnn". At first, I thought it said "Kristaaaaa", and thought to myself he would date someone with the same name as me, but then saw that it was an N instead. She was actually a pretty girl. She had long, straight hair, big eyes, and was a tad bit chubby. In all the pics and videos, they looked happy. I was quite uncomfortable seeing all of this, especially since he's my ex. I wanted to tell him that I was uncomfortable with it, and that we needed to not talk anymore. I made a more private chat with both him and a few other people. I was trying to talk to just him.

At some point, I did get to talk to him, but I think it was in person. I talked to his new girlfriend, and said to her
"It's not you, I promise!" referring to the fact that I didn't want to talk to them anymore. She smiled and said she knew. She seemed quite understanding about it.

After speaking with them, I felt a sense of closure.

~

I was working at the bakery. I was packaging some things when I wandered off to the front of the store by self-checkout. I saw on a table there that there was some bread on sale, the brand that we usually buy, Arnold. It was a buy one get one sale. I was looking at the different types of bread and saw one that had a yellowish tint. It was potato bread. I had never tried it before, and wondered if Dallas would be ok with it too. I picked up a loaf and started to scan it, but then realized that I was still on the clock and I probably shouldn't be shopping on the clock. I abandoned my efforts and started to walk back to the bakery.

Before I got back, though, I went towards the bathroom, which was on the way; I really had to pee. I briefly heard Shannon, my manager, page me over the intercom, but I ignored it and kept going into the bathroom. I opened the door and noticed it was a men's and women's restroom. I walked by some stalls, and saw some toilets that still had pee in them. I wanted to find a clean one. I walked into one with a really big toilet. There was a brown tint to the drain in the bowl. Blech. But I needed to go. I then noticed that there were small brown cardboard scraps flying out of the air vent. That can't be healthy. They were landing in the toilet. So that's what was causing the brown tint. I then noticed another air vent on the wall of the stall above the toilet paper dispenser doing the same thing.

I left the stall and went further into the bathroom. Some women came into the restroom at some point. I saw a gross urinal-looking thing with some pee on or around it. At the very back of the restroom, there were showers. I assumed it was for employees who needed to shower. There was a line of showers heads and some stalls towards the back. The floor was tiled in a dark blue and some faded green color. I peeked around the corner, and saw that one of the showers in the stall was running. I turned away so I didn't see whoever was showering in there. For some reason, I believed it to be one of the old men who works there.

I then left the bathroom, preparing myself to face being yelled at for wandering off, when it dawned on me that it was ok, I was dreaming. Woot! I'm dreaming! I exclaimed to someone in a white uniform
"I'm dreaming!"
I then saw that it was my husband. He was smiling and seemed happy. My focus was then shifted to my mom, who was also there. She gave me a hug and was so happy for me. She said
"I'm so glad you can lucid dream so much! I wish I could eucid dream more!"
No, that isn't a typo. She really did say "eucid dream". I noticed that in the dream, but didn't say anything to correct her.

I then decided to fly. It had been awhile since I had. I took off and flew high in the air. I was flying down an aisle in the store. I started to float downwards, but used my thoughts to go back upwards, gently concentrating on floating up instead of trying too hard to do so. It worked like a dream . I then started to float down again, and was having trouble going back up. I felt this weird sensation when I thought about going back up, I assumed because I was trying too hard. It was like a buzzing sensation, one I've experienced in meditation before IWL. I was then on the ground on my stomach. I do believe I finally got back into the air.

I then woke up, and was working on packaging things in the bakery again. Shannon was putting things in the cooler. I saw some round bread that looked crusty, like the pizza dough we make looks if you freeze it for too long, on a rack. I was telling Shannon about lucid dreaming. She told me she had tried it, but she always felt this ringing in her ears. I thought I knew what she was talking about, and tried to relate with what happened with the buzzing in the lucid I had just had, but she said she had no idea what I was talking about.

At some point, I thought I was getting a hug from Shannon, and she was saying something about how she really likes me, but I then realized it was Dallas. I also went back to the front of the store and saw that someone had halved all the bread loaves that I had been looking at.

~

I was, yet again, working in the bakery. Some little black boy came up to the counter, and I asked him what he needed. He said he needed 50 "ham and cheese bites" on these small crunchy bread chips that we bake. I told him to wait while I asked if we could do that. I had a feeling that we couldn't, since we couldn't really price that. I asked Shannon if we could, but instead of bread chips, I said pita chips. She started to show me all these weird computer screens of blank, pale blue menus with a turkey leg-type cartoony outline in the background. It was like she was showing me that we had no way to ring up meat items, at least that's how I understood it. But she then started to talk about the pita chips and how we couldn't do it because of their shape. I then realized my error, and told her that I meant bread chips. Apparently, that changed everything, and we could do it. I went to tell the little boy. I told him it would be a few minutes. He had "2 minutes" written on a paper in marker that I noticed as I was telling him this. I hoped he didn't think it was only going to take 2 minutes. However, he seemed alright about it, though a little nervous and hesitant because his mom probably told him a time they needed it by.

I then walked in the back and heard a sizzling noise, and some weird music. I looked at one of the prep tables, and saw that some ham was cooking on two small hot plates.

I then was behind the counter again, and some little girl, a toddler, was wheeling a small stroller behind the counter. There was a boundary between where the counter and the floor ended and the employees only section started, and it was marked by navy blue tile. The girl was on the tile. I gently guided her and the stroller around behind the counter and back onto the sales floor.

I then was somewhere else, and realized I was dreaming again. I was outside on a sunny day by some small tower-type thing. I started to climb it. As I was climbing, I said to myself, out loud,
"I'm dreaming, so I can do whatever I want, see whoever I want, feel whatever I want..."
There were square steps made out of a metal grating. I felt them underneath my palms. God, they felt so real. I got to the top, and was trying to figure out what I wanted to do with what was left of the dream. I decided to try to summon Dreamer. As I made this decision, however, I noticed a white, oily-looking aura around my hand. I tried to examine my hands to stabalize, but it didn't seem to be doing much good. The vision in my right eye then went out. I started saying out loud,
"I want to see Dreamer! I know that the dream is ending, but still, if it works, I'd like to see her!"
I saw these rainbows that the reflections of the sunlight was making off of objects. I saw one in particular in a corner on the ground (yes, a corner outside). It was making some purple-type reflection. I thought for a brief second that maybe Dreamer was coming, but nothing happened. The dream was way too unstable at this point. I fought it for as long as I could, until finally, I succumbed to waking up.

Everything went black, and I felt this weird sensation in my body. I felt as if I was changing vibrations. I then woke up on the top bunk of a bunk bed. I climbed down the ladder and saw that my sheets were navy blue. There were two q-tips covered in ear wax stuck between the headboard and the mattress. Gross! I wondered how long those had been there. I knew they were Dallas's, since he cleans his ears out with q-tips all the time. I then noticed, in the corner of the room, a white 3-ringed binder with writing on it in purple marker. I made the connection with that and the dream I had just awoken from, thinking that my subconscious must have pulled that and put it in my dream.

I then heard what sounded like the coffee maker making coffee. Dallas doesn't drink coffee, so for some reason, I thought it must be Shannon making coffee.

I then woke up for real.

~

Here's an interesting side note, and I was wondering if anyone else (ladies) had noticed the same thing. I tend to be more likely to become lucid the week before I start my period. I've noticed this for a long time now. It is a week before my period starts, and I am having lucid dreams. It was like this last month too, when I had all those LDs. This has happened many, many times before, and I was curious if any other ladies have noticed that as well, or if I'm just the odd woman out.

Also, sorry CanisLucidus, I completely did not remember the lucid dare at all during these dreams.

Having snuck into a hostile military base, I hide in the men's restroom as some soldiers pass by. Grabbing a mob and bucket, I act like the janitor, and exit the room, walking casually toward the middle of the huge building I'm in. I am grabbed from behind by a soldier, but wrestle free from his grip and run. Tackled by two other soldiers, they bind my hands in thick metal bars, just about as thick as my wrist is.

Roaring defiantly, I summon super-human strength and rip free from the shackles. Some soldiers see this and shoot at me. Pulsing with strength, the bullets bounce off my chest as I walk toward them and throw them across the room. More to get them to stop shooting than to kill them, but it was a hard toss. With some brief freedom, I try to think of why I came in here in the first place. Nothing coming to mind, I walk out, and see all my friends just lounging around on top of and leaning against the high walls of this building. Just enjoying the sunny day, they wave at me as I look for a spot to sit as well.

One of them calls out to me from atop the wall, "Aren't you forgetting something inside there?" as he points back into the large structure.

I suppose he could be right, so I go back in. Now abandoned, I walk right up to the middle, and see a glowing red and orange hole in the floor. It looks like it goes all the way down to the magma. It sure is hot. More pieces of the floor fall into it as the hole expands with a terrible rumbling and shaking like a demonic earth quake. The building seems like it is beginning to collapse now. I run through falling debris to get outside just in time for most of the building inside the walls to cave into the fiery pit.

Erupting from this massive hole, already about 1 mile across, is Satan. None other than the devil himself. The ground buckles up forming a giant crater around him as he rises to spectacular heights in the sky. Like a giant mountain, his torso sits upon a swirling vortex of fiery magma, as wide as the hole. His body appears to be composed of the same, all encased in some thick black spiky armor. Thicker than I am tall, it covers his whole torso, most of his arms, and also forms a horned helmet with slits for eye holes. Inside of the helmet just glows the color of a hot fire.

I suppose I am the one tasked with defeating him. I still have the capability of increasing my strength, but looking up at him now, it looks like quite the challenge.

My thoughts are interrupted by Satan's attack. He swings a large spiked mass. A mixture of whatever his armor is and liquid magma, all connected to a large chain. The school bus sized spiked mass lands with a loud thump as I jump out of the way. Swinging it so fast, it takes all I've got just to get out of the way in time. He laughs and swings again. I have hardly enough time to regain my footing before I sprint and dive out of the way again. Small craters where he has struck make it harder to move around.

I don't have any weapons at all other than my fists. I look around for anything I can use, and there is nothing. The sky swirls with dark gray clouds above Satan's head. He opens his mouth to reveal yet more flames and molten metal as he stares at me. Letting out a ground trembling roar, he swings again.

Since it seems rather hopeless, I decide to at least have fun with the situation at hand. I jump onto his weapon just as he pulls it back. Hanging on tightly, I soar back up to his level, about 2 miles above the ground. Jumping off at just the right time, I plant my feet on his left shoulder and kick off with all my strength toward his face. Crossing just in front of his helmet, I poke him in the eye with my finger as I laugh a bit.

This seems to only further aggravate him as he clenches his jaw and growls at me.

Saved by the alarm clock!

I am on vacation with my family I cannot recall many of the details but we are riding on a school bus that has been re-purposed as a tour bus. I am sitting in a seat with my mom acting very childlike. I am complaining that I am very tired and never get a chance to relax. In the dream I feel very tired, and this is the reason for my behavior.
Anyways after some time, I recall sitting up and watching the bus driver and the scenery from the front windshield. We are driving through very mountainous country. It is a beautiful clear day and there are huge pine trees and beautiful mountains. We come to a long curving descent that looks very dangerous to drive down, and the bus driver takes it at full speed.
I think at this moment, I may have noticed an empty bottle of whiskey on the dashboard.
This road is a recipe for disaster; it descends the mountain at a roughly thirty degree angle, while gradually curving. If you fail to turn sharp enough, you go off a cliff! There is no guard rail or anything.
And sure enough the bus is starting to go over the edge. I start to become lucid at this point, and try to phase the bus away. It seems to be working. Just as the bus loses traction, I phase it out of the dream and use the momentum to begin flying. I think to myself that I should probably land and stabilize. But before I get a chance to do so the dream ends.

I am floating in a black void for a few moments where something strips me of my lucidity. A new dream begins.

I am driving with my dad in his old van. It is late at night, and snowing. For some reason, the pedals are on the left hand side, but the steering wheel is on my side. Also, we are driving down the express way.
He tells me to turn down a road (the name of which I cannot remember.) But I make the wrong turn. I tell him I cannot read the signs. We make a series of wrong turns very rapidly until we find ourselves on a service road. The road comes to a cliff, a drop off, not unlike the one that the bus rode off of in the previous dream.
I tell my dad to hit the brake, but he is unresponsive. Our van doesn't have a console and I am able to slam on the brake with my left leg. We come to a stop about four feet before the cliff, but even with the brake to the floor it still seems to be in idle speed. For some reason I thought it had something to do with the fact that the van was a manual transmission car.
Anyways, I couldn't stop it, so I jump back into my seat, put my seat belt on, grab hold of the wheel and try to steer the car down. As we tip over the hill, I see that we are driving over into ski slope. I became vaguely lucid, because ski slopes are one of my dream signs.
The car begins barreling down the slope. It's a bumpy ride, and I am doing my best to steer us around obstacles. Then came probably the funniest thing I have ever said in a dream.
"Dad, since we're probably going to die in this, I want you to know..."
No response.
"I think you're crazy!"
Yes, I actually said that.
My POV got taken out of the car and I watched it crash into one of the chairlift poles. I can feel someone else there with me.

I am in the void a second time. Lucid this time. I can feel that someone else is there too. I also feel like I might wake up. I get stripped of my lucidity once more.

I am in my own front yard. For some reason there is a swing hanging from one of the trees and I am swinging. I see five kids from my neighborhood. The youngest being about 10, the oldest, about my age. They come into our yard and open the garage.
They get out a number dangerous of power and hand tools and begin various forms of destruction and dangerous play. I became mildly lucid here, thinking that for some reason I 'just don't care' because there won't be any long-term repercussions. One of them finds an extra ceiling fan in the garage (for some reason.) He runs a wire out and turns it on below me while I am swinging. I stop and get off as to not be chopped apart by the blades.
I then yell at everyone to get their attention. They all stop, and I tell them that they must clean up this mess and put everything back in the garage. They all listen. They start cleaning up. It doesn't take long, and I help direct them and put things into the right place.
Just as we are finishing, the oldest boy goes into the house to go pee, and I hear a drilling sound.
I yell to him to stop playing with the drill and put it back into the garage. He then comes out into the garage. Two other boys grab me from behind and the boy with the drill comes forward and points the drill at my chest. For some reason the drill has four drill bits on slight angles toward the center.
I get struck with fear, seeing the intent in the boy's eyes. But he sure takes his sweet time to do it. He seems to be savoring the moment. Then, something snapped.
"I'm lucid dreaming!" I yelled.
I broke the grip of the boys behind me and my hands swung around. I crushed the drill between the palms of my hands just before it could touch my chest. A sonic wave went out.
Then, all of the boys vanished. The broken bits of the drill were still there and they dropped out of my hand. I turned around, looking out the open garage door. The dream became clearer.
Manei is sitting at the end of my driveway at a card table. She gestures for me to come over, and shows me a sheet that she was marking up.

Spoiler for Dream testing sheet:

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Then I 'remembered' the whole thing was just a lucid dreaming test of some kind. From the looks of it, usually this test is a lot longer, but Manei said we were done now.
She looks at me with that characteristic smile.
"Two out of three ain't bad..." She says.
She also shows me an old testing shees where I went 6 lds and 8 nlds. I don't remember that test...
I wake up.

Upon waking I realize that she used orange and blue marks because those are the colors for I use in my DJ.