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Was just in a dream, sitting around inside a house looking at papers, when some old memory of me returns and I think about the time I was awake writing down lyrics on paper and I wrote, "jasons dreaming" that wasn't an actual dream but the memory of that event triggered something and I looked at the paper I was hold and sure enough a printer popped out of the bottom of the page and printed another page out from it, so basically one page has a printer hanging from it print forth more. And then I knew I was dreaming. I think the people around me also knew they were dreaming or at least some of us were, because I was whisped to another scene outside next to a fence and someone was in the background giving commands saying, "don't haunt these people or you will be haunted in return", then I jumped the fence and heard someone say those dogs are going to tear you apart, but I didn't care I was free and I was not afraid and I jumped so damn high I landed on the first floor roof of the building I was aiming for and it was a tall building many about 6 or so floors and I started spiderman climbing, jumping, and loving every moment of it. I finally got to a good flat roof area at the top, and plugged my nose and breathed in and still felt the air flow through my nose, and knew I was still dreaming. But the breathing felt good so I kept doing it, I kept plugging my nose and taking in nice deep breaths, and suddenly I awoke.

Some more scenes before the LD that I remember:
1. I was in some sort of war, and backed into a corner with other guy who was more more powerful than me, felt like we were playing a game. My ammo/weapon just wasn't doing any damage, but the big guy backed in the corner with me, he ceased shooting, because his shots were damaging my health bar as well, but I defended us vigorously.

2. Was on a spaceship talking to some person, next to a console. Was very interesting, he definitely was not human, and the person sitting to his right had horns. Very multidimensional and full of volume in that dream. Tolec.

3. A couple dreams were I had boners, and was playing coverup with my shame, but sometimes I just did not care.

Ah - it's already a bit late, that I try to reconstruct this dream now - but it was really memorable, because I was leading a logical argument, and pretty complex for a dream.
No - not philosophy or theoretical physics - pearl-jewellery..

Jewellery keeps showing up in my dreams - I don't even wear any most of the time.
But I used to - I collected necklaces - unusual ones and used to always wear one.


It was so - I had given a game, a bit like Connect Four, as a present, but with water in the columns, and many different coloured plastic balls. You played it by levelling out the water, on which the balls swam with turning three way handles.
Then I tipped it over, and while collecting the balls back together - more and more jewellery made from these very little glass pearls showed up.
Many pieces - they were coming from my luggage - and it came to me then, that I had brought them to sell on a market the next day.
Something along these lines:



Then came this mother and made a snide remark.

She said, it would be obvious that I would have made them myself.

As in crooked, and it was clear to me, that she didn't like it either - not a classy sort of style.
And I was guessing, she knew, that I was aware of that style-deficit.

Then she stormed off somewhere.

And I was left explaining to her son, friend of mine, why this comment had been nasty on several levels.
He needed convincing - that was a real longer back and forth and I remember it exactly:

First of all - there was hardly anything crooked on them.
Secondly - such jewellery is always handmade.
Thirdly - I had never said, whether I made it, or hadn't made it myself.
Fourthly - I felt insulted, that she thought, I would have spent hours, weeks, probably rather months, on making such things - it was really a lot of stuff.
Fifthly - she somehow seemed to know, that she would insult me with attributing this style to me, so I was partly thinking, she might have well known, it wasn't my work, but said it to be nasty.

I find it remarkable, how much logical thinking and organized argumentation I was able to put up.
Can't even find a flaw - I dreamt her saying it - so I guess it's only reasonable, that I understood what she meant.

But I like, how much colourful complexity, I dreamt up again - see above - there were maybe 50 such pieces.
I really don't like that style - but anyway - lots of detail.
The game at least looked great!

Not sure, if I can transport, what I am on about - but what I really find astonishing is people claiming their non-lucids would all be totally bizarre and they would loose their rational minds.
Bullshit in my opinion - the overwhelming most of it is very realistic, and I function nicely in the situations - only the over-view-awareness is lacking.

Got to say - very happy with my recall lately - despite not writing anything down - only going over it in my mind.
When I do that waking up in the middle of the night, I mostly forget them again.
But I anyway feel, that I have lived in the night - if that makes any sense.
It's not that nothing has happened - I believe I gain a feel for dreaming like this from the forgotten dreams as well.
Still suffering my pretty nasty cold - lots of people down at the moment in Berlin.
So that means - it would really surprise me, if I got lucid - maybe night after tonight I will be feeling up to further activities. Yesterday I simply fell over backwards in my bed, where I sat/lied all day anyway.

This is a non-lucid dream that I had four days ago. I had recalled and recorded other dreams from that day; but this seemed like the most interesting to me.

I was in a large, tall building, sealed off without windows and multiple levels of giant rooms, which I knew to regard as a great kindergarten. That’s what I thought of it as, although it was more like a giant playground, as there were no teachers or supervising adults there - nor were there any other children. I can’t remember my surroundings in good detail but I know that the lighting was fairly bright and the walls were a gold or gold-ish colour. In contrast, imagined play equipment was painted in varying and vibrant colours.

I don't recall actually spending any time playing here; instead, I remember meeting my mum and agreeing with her to go somewhere else in the playground. I didn’t actually realise until just then that there were multiple levels, when we went down the stairs one floor (I think I'd been at the top floor initially) and then looked down and saw that there were still several floors beneath. The structure of the building was such that every floor was built at the edges of the room, with railings at the edges and a hole in the centre of each floor.

Then, I believe we jumped off the ledge, as we skipped all the levels and dropped down to the bottom floor, but with no expectation or reception of injury. The bottom floor was an empty one, save perhaps one piece of furniture and one or two doors. Then I found that I was looking to leave, so I asked my mum where we could leave the kindergarten, even though I already had an idea of where it could be. I thought it was the door – or one of them, as I simply knew which one – in that same room. My mum confirmed that it was the door I was thinking of.

I started walking to the door and going to open it; but as I did so and as it was opened by my mother instead and I saw the outside of the kindergarten palace and she walked out there, I felt taken aback and no longer wanted to leave. The kindergarten as I was there previously felt so warm and safe and insular and childish, reinforced in this sense by the quality that there were no windows to the outside world and nothing existent except a lot of indoor playground rooms.

I saw that leaving this place, I would not return. Not ever. It was as if I had spent my life in this kindergarten previously. And leaving it felt like it represented leaving childhood, as a child lives so heavily insulated from the dynamics of the real world by his own home and school and wherever his parents take him, knowing hardly anything of it but play... to maturity, which was full of difficult and confusing ideas and choices that would never end, after which I could never go back.

I thought that this was just like something that had happened to me in real life, when I was a child and I physically left a more realistic but still literal place in just the same way for the life that I am living now. Even though, of course, no singular, literal event like this truly ever happened.

That's right. I thought that this was identical to something that had happened to me 'in real life.' However, despite imagining such a thought, I didn't even think to couple it with the thought that I was dreaming. It was as if I was operating on an extremely low level of lucidity; or I had very closely, almost entered a lucid dream but not quite. (Not to mention that the event I imagined happening in real life never actually happened, which further shows how unaware I was of reality in this matter.)

I saw, in this imagined event, me being in my motherland, where I had lived up until I was six but no longer do, and the place I entered as I exited through this doorway was a street from that country. In fact, it may have been the street where my old home there was situated. For a moment, that's also what I saw outside the doorway where I was just then. Immediately after this, though, I saw a Western front porch, with some potted plants and a bench on a swing, where my mother went before I could catch up with her.

I wanted to tell her, without going outside myself, without setting foot through that doorway, about how I was feeling in order to garner sympathy from her. This is a childish endeavor; and the reason for which I was so avoidant of stepping through that doorway was that it felt like it would force me to surrender my childish ways. In retrospect, I think this may have been symbolic of when I left my homeland when I was 6 years old - and, at the same time, graduated from kindergarten and went on to begin school in the country where I currently reside.

Having not focused on lucid dreaming for a few months, I showed just how easily I can get back into practice by hitting two more in one night. Also, it looks like it helps if I do them on my day off when I'm more relaxed and able to sleep in.

…I'm standing in the front hallway. I know this has to be a dream because I was just in bed, and I confirm this by noting that the hallway seems larger and the closet seems smaller than usual. I wonder what I'll find when I turn around, and what I see is Michael Fassbender. (Yeah, at all those Fassy pictures on Tumblr before bed really paid off!) Oddly enough, he's wearing a priest's roman collar -- must be due to that interview I read about him wanting to be a priest when he was little. The first thing that comes to mind is that I want to give him my heart. How romantic, right? I try to reach into my chest. It's like there's a gap where I can get my hand through, but then I hit a bony plate halfway in that stops me from reaching my heart. I try to think of another way to get my heart out, including the possibility of reaching down through my throat. This is pretty gory stuff, actually. Not what I was thinking about when I set out on this task. I look over Michael's shoulder and there is Benedict Cumberbatch, all dressed up in his tux like he's going to some awards show. And as I look at him, my heart just floats out of my chest and into my hands. It's a large heart-shaped ruby that seems to be glowing. I give it to Benedict and he cradles it in his hands as he promises he'll take good care of it.

At this point, there was a noise outside that woke me up. I checked my watch and realize I have another two hours before I have to be up, so I roll over and try to go back to sleep for lucid dream #2.

I'm walking through work as I listen to "We Go Together" from the Grease soundtrack playing. Wait a second -- they don't play music at work. I see that there is an extra block of aisles where there shouldn't be one and I know I am dreaming again. I look at my hands to stabilize the dream, but my hands start flipping up and down, faster and faster until they're beating like a pair of hummingbird wings. The store disappears and I see a mountain appear, the same mountain that has shown up in a few previous dreams. I start to fly up towards the top but think to myself, "No, wait, I was supposed to do something else."

Returning to the ground, I see my coworker Kathy. I've noticed that she turns up in a lot of my dreams hanging out with my friends even though we barely speak to each other at work. I walk up to her and ask why she keeps showing up in these dreams. She tells me, "Because I represent the possibility. I represent what you could be if you would just open up and try harder." I'm not quite sure I'm satisfied with her answer, but I consider it for a moment. Then I decide to try something. I step into Kathy's body to see what it's like to be her. The mountain appears again, this time completely covered with snow. I remember the bonus task of the month and find myself on skis. I've never really skied before, so it takes me a little while to figure out how to start skiing up the mountain. I settle into a sort of cross-country skiing up the steep incline. I do have to pull myself along at times, but I make it to the top, where there's a flat ledge. Kathy is waiting up at the top and tells me that I did a great job. There's a guy waiting there, too, but I can't make out his face. He stands behind me, takes a linen suit jacket and wraps it around me to keep me warm. The jacket seems more like warm weather wear, though. Since it's not enough, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer. I wish I could see who he is because I know who I want it to be.

And then my cell phone rings, waking me up.

In my journey as an oneironaut, which has been going on for about 3 to 4 weeks now, this is the first lucid dream I've had that I've been able or thought to exert control over. It happened on the night between the 8th and 9th of this February.
This lucid dream was a DILD, as well as a MILD. In the dream, lucidity was triggered by a hand-based reality check. I had just finished up some classes in my school that confused me and was standing outside in a long queue of students whose purpose I didn't understand. The yard outside was similar to the one from my previous school, rather than my current one; but in this entry, I'm focusing on what happened afterwards.
Suddenly and out of nowhere, I decided to look at my hands. They were white, as is the colour of my real hands; but when I counted the fingers, I had trouble with counting five on one hand. At first, I wondered if I'd miscounted; and tried counting up the fingers on my left hand a couple more times. There was no mistake. I had six fingers.
I recalled what this meant. I wasn't near full dream consciousness, so I doubt I remembered the significance of the event and I didn't remembered what I'd intended to do if I achieved dream lucidity this night. But I did think to control my dream as a result of this realisation; and naturally, my first thought was to fly. I found it fairly easy. I ran a few steps down the ground, kicked off it and took off. I soared high and fast above the heads of my dream characters, who now looked to be in my school's P.E. class.
With a bit of a challenge, I lowered to the ground incompletely, without dropping, and then heightened again. I flew over something that was like a tall wall or hedge or mini-mountain. (Since I wasn't at full consciousness, there were still a lot of things I didn't think to question.) I flew to the top of a giant basketball hoop on the other side and sort of stood on it for a moment before taking off again. My schoolmates still see me perform all these feats at this point. Finally, I decided to give flying a rest and try something different.
I lowered to the ground and attempted running at super-fast speed. I wanted to run as fast as I had been able to fly. Alas, I was not so fortunate in this endeavour, as running in a dream seems to often be frustratingly problematic. Once I was grounded, I struggled through a few steps and fell over. There, I saw a dark-skinned man who was a competitive runner and I wanted to pick myself back up and challenge him to a race, at which I confidently planned to annihilate him with my dream control. (I later discovered that this dream character was supposedly the fastest runner in the world, which indicates that he may have been based on Usain Bolt.)
But this time, I failed as terribly as the last. The man, who now had a crowd of supporters with him, mocked me from above. I tried to pick myself back up and race him again. On the starting line, he blatantly stood ahead of me before it was time to start. I got upset but let him do it in the end because I thought that if I was going to win this race, I would do it regardless of the difference of a metre or two. As we began running, I was still behind; but steadily so. Though I still struggled to run, I felt like I was doing it better than before. And we were running at both the same speed – which wasn’t actually saying much. I found myself wondering then how this character could be the fastest runner in the world. But before any official finish line was crossed, he was gone and I’d crossed into a new territory – the actual yard of my current school. By this time, I had been too immersed in the race to remember that it was just a dream. My lucidity was lost and I went on to dream about classmates and a broken water fountain.

(2/18/14)

The woods are quiet this deep in and the log cabin we've set up to film in couldn't be any more tiny and rickety. I think its mildly cliche, but what's a good horror movie without its cliches? The director shouts "Action!" and I'm about to deliver my first line when an ear-piercing scream interrupts me. As cliche as that is, it wasn't written in. The next thing I know, Zombies are flooding the set and Chris Pine and I are struggling to escape the tiny, rickety, death trap in an effort to preserve our lives. Chris Pine sprints toward his motorcycle and I sprint after him because he's Chris Pine and if I'm going to die I want it to be in his arms. We reach the bike, he pulls on his helmet and hands me another which I hastily strap under my chin as he starts the bike. I manage to grab his leather jacket just as he takes off and we're speeding down the road. Behind us, a few of the set crew have made it to their cars as well and I notice a blue mini-van and a black SUV following us down the curvy forest road.

We drive for no more than 3 minutes before we come to a downed tree in the road. There's no way around. Chris Pine leaps off the bike, throws off his helmet and disappears into the tree line. I know where he's going because I can hear it too and I'm right on his heels as we surge toward the sound of water in hopes that its something we can swim across (because everyone knows Zombies can't swim). Breaking through the tree line we both stop short as a vast expanse of ocean stares back at us from the edge of a rocky beach. The rocks on this beach are huge, like boulders, and the water halfway up on all sides. We can't swim across the ocean, but we can't stay here either because the Zombies are right behind us, so as the others from the set crew stumble out of the trees, Chris Pine and I start leaping across rocks.

Being much taller and in much better shape than all of us, Chris Pine spurs into the boulder-leaping lead and we all follow suit. Young and agile, Chris Pine and I manage to make good time, but some of the older folks in the group start to fall behind. I don't want to leave them, it seems too heartless, and Chris Pine is too far ahead to notice whats happening so I call out to him, "Chris!" He stops and turns around, to my relief, and his eyes widen as he sees how much the others are struggling. I can see him trying to come up with a plan then and there and, in that moment I wonder if, when he plays Captain Kirk, he is actually acting or just being Chris Pine. Then he's leaping back across boulders to help a heavier woman scramble up the slick rock face and farther back I can see the Zombies begin flooding from the treeline not 500 meters away. "Amy!" Chris Pine is trying to get my attention and, as I turn back to look at him again, I wonder to myself why he his calling me Amy instead of by my name. Maybe he misheard me when I said it. I occurs to me that Amy is the name of my ostracized Aunt and I hope to myself this isn't Fate's way of being symbolic. Then I remember he's calling me Amy because that was my character's name in the movie we were shooting before this all went down.

My name was Amy, and his name was Vlad. I consider for a moment calling him Vlad, as he is calling me Amy, but discard the idea as it seems more natural to call him Chris because he really does look like a Chris. This, of course, all passes through my mind in a matter of seconds, and just as I am about to leap back to help Chris Pine help the woman, I freeze, Chris Pine stiffens, and the woman's eyes go wide in horror as a man farther up the beach bank and closer to the tree line gets devoured by a Zombie.

Journal Entry Lucid #10 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
Background: After awakening at 11:44, extremely tired, I used the bathroom and remember little snippets of dreams.
I couldn't try to WILD at that time because I am too tired and would fall asleep too easily. I stayed up and I played BF3 to make myself a little awake and too feel happy because I woke up sad. Around like 1:40, I made myself that avocado mixture, with banana, strawberries, tangerine and berries. I don't think the food made a difference though. I heard Robert Monroe's audio advanced focus 10. Then I thought let me do a WILD. I rolled over to my side with my head resting on my left hand. NO luck, King Yoshi suggested turning over if there is no luck. I rolled on belly and I put both my arms back. Just like he said there was a switch. I immediately fell asleep, I want to stay aware but like he said I went to sleep faster.

Dream fragment 3 from 2:20pm-3:06am" Spinning Technique":
I was playing a race on GTA 5. This guy constructed easy race, from point A to point B. I thought this will be easy and I lost. My sister told me about how easy it is. I wanted a replay so they gave it to me. This time instead of looking at the race. We became curious about the AI of the game. I saw this little blond white girl just standing there. An opponent said, "what do you think that AI is thinking about?" I don't know. We went to get a closer look. She looked lifeless. She stared into space just looking at the cars pass by. She then gave us a face look. She started at us for a couple of seconds and then back. I walked away from the race and went up this little hill thing, into a store. I saw my mother and father there. They asked me to go get some food. I left.I woke up and thought, "I should have been lucid", this was only a second of opportunity and I took it. I went back to the same dream and I gave my parents the food my father was gone. When I handed my mother the food she asked me if I washed my hands. I thought about it and thought back to what I was doing before going to bed. I washed my hands and face I thought.

I realized it was a dream and I started to rub my hands. I controlled my emotions this time. I look around and realized that I was in the bathroom. I said, "Thank you, Lord!" or, "what ever helped me get Lucid" (Meaning myself or something else). I walked out the door like as if not lucid, I didn't want the DC to know I was LD. When I walked through the door I realized that we were in a diner of some sort. I saw a waitress give my mother and my grandmother and sister some food. My dad however was in a different table. I thought why would I dream my dad separated from my mom? I looked around the diner and it looked very dark and dim. The quality of the dream looked sad and depressing. I wanted to lighten the atmosphere up and thought if I could get a little object that is bright in color I could change the whole entire atmosphere. I thought about turning one of the napkins into bright baby blue and red. I looked back and at first it was normal white. I said not good enough. I turned again and it was dark red and brown. I thought I got to escape from my family.

Knowing that my family is overprotective in my dream I tried to sneek out. I looked at my door to my left and I saw a dark looking area, THE VOID as some people like to call it. I look at my right and I see the outside with lights on. I walk out. As I was walking I did a quick RC so that I won't mistake it to be Waking life I looked at my hands and as soon as I was about to start counting I saw a smaller pinky starting to grow out as to make the RC fail. I laughed and said this is a dream. Also my grandmother made some petite excuse to follow me and came along.She said in my language, "Where are you going?" I said, "no where grandma". She kept following me. I told her to mind her own business I will be ok. She didn't listen. I knew that my grandmother always wants her way and if she was anything like my grandmother she is persistent. I turn around and I see another copy of her. I thought oh crap it better not be a demon or prototype just like my last long LD.

I quickly told myself not to say that and I told myself to play with the ridiculous logic of dreams. I was still rubbing my hands BTW. I told my grandmother as we were walking back to the diner that the clone was her twin sister. She didn't respond at first but then she said yeah that is my twin sister. She started speaking English, "Dam she fat though". I laughed because they looked identical. They even had the same cloth on. I thought of a way to get rid of my grandmother. I told her in English hey grandmother your fat twin sister is going to steal your food, you better stop her. She turned around and started walking away I found the window of opportunity and I took it. I started doing the spinning technique. I started seeing all the environment get smudged.

I felt my waking body in my room. I thought I was going to wake up then I got a thought of hope,"don't give up". I stayed in the dream. I started feeling my dream body. I saw it get re-spawned in a freeway. Then it got launched to a parking lot. I thought, "is this GTA 5 environment". The quality of the dream was ugly. The objects looked like cardboard boxes with smudged drawing on them. I started rubbing my hands and started looking at the environment. It started looking realistic but the quality only went to the quality of GTA 5 not waking life. I turned around and looked at the cars and I could see the reflection of the world on the cars. I was content with the quality and I said "Not bad". I then wanted to explore the city and at first was going to drive the sports car that were in the parking lot but instead I flew out of the parking lot. I had no doubt about my flying ability, so I flew with ease. I then gently landed on the street in front of the parking lot. I used my hands gently putting them down as if I was doing telekinesis. After I landed, I thought what should I do. I thought about using telekinesis to pick up cars and stuff but thought of making a training simulation where I am in a all white room and their is different objects there. I imagined a door that will take me to this place. I closed my eyes for one second and realized that the dream might changed. I opened them and saw this black circle across my eyes, you know the one you get when stare at something bright and it leaves and after image. I thought WTH, what do I do?

I woke up. I thought at first that I over loaded my brain by the new task I presented to it but I woke up because I wasn't rubbing my hands. I was using them to fly and stuff. I can't seem to get the dream stable enough to the point I won't have to rub my hand all the time.

Became lucid by: DILD

Journal Entry non-lucid #38 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background: I meditated before going to bed and told myself that I want to remember my dreams. I didn't hear Robert Monroe's advanced focus 10 audio. I also looked at king yoshi's new WILD guide. That is why I bumped up the water to wake up even earlier.

Dream fragment 1, 8:51pm-11:44am."":
-My cousin was in my dream and she was eating some food.
-some old man was wanted by the cops.


I got up and went to sleep which gave me a LD which I will DJ in a different entry.

Dream fragment 3, 3:31am-6:53am." Chem 120 Teacher a Critique": My chem 120 was walking showed up around my house next to a bus stop. She asked me why I wear jackets on hot days. She was right. Hot! wow it felt like 90 degrees, no clouds to cast a shade too. She also showed up in my chem 121 class and everybody was trying to look like they are doing there work to impress her.


Dream fragment 4, 3:31am-6:53am." New friends with old friends": I walked to my friend Ls and he forgot my name he called me Mr. White. I thought why would he call me Mr. White but I didn't follow up with the question. He had a lot of food all over his face. My old friend Dd was their and he joined us in the table. He looked healthy which was good.

Dream fragment 5, 3:31am-6:53am." Smoke Addiction?": I was in the living room smoking a cigarette. It felt good! It burned my lungs with every breath I liked it. My parents told me to stop and I said I couldn't. I threw the cigarette with disgust, but picked it right back up and I walked out to my backyard. I thought when did it reach this point. I conjured up a story about how I got addicted it went a little like this: I got 2nd hand smoking from school, then after that I needed a way to deal with the stress so I started smoking. I never smoked a cigarette, so it was quite a shocker, I do occasionally get 2nd hand smoking though. And I would have forgot this dream if it wasn't for a video that depicted a women smoking and I remembered it and I felt shiver down my spine. I felt the disgust I had in the dream of myself.

bedtime 01:30 (late late late! argh)

+ my right foot was stuck in the mouth of a walrus

+ (memorable long one!) my search for my former colleague AG at some company led me through a golf driving range, creepy dark underground claustrophobic pipes/rooms, an Indian restaurant where I was the only customer (I left and returned immediately and the waiter had removed all the tables in the room, "wow he's fast!" I thought), a dangerous equipment testing ground (run by AG's group, his group is playing a prank on me leading me around on a hunt to find them) where they burn the equipment at high temperature (I want to get out of there fast), an encounter with a creepy but buxom and sexy succubus doing her best to tempt me into her lair (it was close but her B/O turned me off as I got close, I took control then and asked what her story was, it turned out she had been badly burned), attempting to escape the island in a car via the only road out past corrupt police in the pay of the company, climbing over glass backyard fences, and finishing at a beautiful sea-side scene where I thought I saw a manatee by the water but it turned out to be a palm trunk, and where I had outsmarted some mid-level drug dealers landing in a boat and battled hand (me) versus knife (him) with their leader, falling through a glass ceiling and crying blood tears (falling down in front of me) in order to protect our eyes.

I asked the succubus (this is my waking term for her, in the dream she was just a creepy/sexy woman trying to lure me to her). I'm thinking "why not?" kind of mesmerised by her very large chest, and as I'm coming in to her I catch a whiff of quite strong body door, which snaps me out of my desire, I take control at that point, and start asking her questions, "so what's with you? Why are you here? Were you hurt? Were you sick?". and as I get closer to her she unwraps her (black, kind of fishnet-stocking-like clothing), and shows me the burns on her head and torso. She slinks off into her inner lair still beckoning to me but I don't follow, I know the results will be bad.

With the drug dealer he unwraps the delivery from my team and only about 4 packs (of drugs presumably) fall out, he says "hey where's the rest, there usually is 20!?", I'm smug I know my team has earned money at this mid-level dealer's expense, the drug kingpins are waiting on the shore (this guy's team is in a boat approaching the shore) for the delivery, he comes out brandishing a knife and we fight.

late morning BTB:
Very awake at about 7:30-08:00. Uncomfortable in all positions. Start daydreaming, hoping to drift off into dreams again, too alert, daydreaming gets too stimulating, I think about getting out of bed for the day, I decide no, "you have to want it like you want to breathe," and I want more chances at lucidity, so I gather my will and clear my mind and relax, and soon I'm asleep again!

+ in a house with some friends, having cocktails before bed, joining a middle-aged woman in a robe heading to the living room, "why not, as long as there are snacks" I say, I'll have a cocktail or two, the snacks might be dim-sum, there's not much left.

+ there was a halloween celebration, some adults, some kids, I think about shooting something into a basket hanging from the ceiling like basketball, I don't as it might break the baskets, I think it would be rude to seduce the daughter of my hosts after they've shown me such hospitality, I just flirt with her lightly.

+ someone sees a picture I'm holding including a high school friend (real one), they tell me he has become a University professor, I ask "in Chemistry?" they say yes, I find that a false memory friend ("Andy Grove", actually is a real guy, the former CEO of Intel) has become a professor in Computer Science, I visit his office and see his nameplate, people are complaining that new office equipment required them to throw out all old, incompatible equipment and replace it with new, compatible equipment, I see someone taking away an armload of the old equipment.

+ sitting next to a man at a restaurant at his table, there are lots of open tables nearby, I'm thinking something about this man, I think I visited his table before.

+ a recliner bed had been broken /burned. I witnessed the burn up close lying on the ground, there was small smoke/fire, I see two thin black horizontal burn marks running the entire front of the bed/couch, we go looking for the maintenance guy, we find him holding garden shears (golden?), he comes and fixes it by putting in a long 2x4, the bed used to recline individually half-and-half but now with the long board in it it will only recline as a whole unit.

I found this dream very interesting, i was at a big hall, and played some kind of sport with my team and against another team. There was balls on the floor, green and red. I was playing for the green side. There was really many balls on the floor, and the mission was to protect our balls, the green ones to not reaching the basketball hoop. And our mission was of course to take the red balls and throw them in the basketball hoop to get a score. I don't think we won actually.

But after the game, everyone was going to take a shower. There was a blue design, and very modern kind of showers and the rooms. Someone on the other team told me that i should be glad that he isn't that stupid outside of the game. I was going to get my towel, but i had like 10 of them in my bag lol. I was kind of lost in this big hall, and the dream kind of faded here, BUT
it wasn't over yet. I saw a girl in the hall, and the dream changed. It's hard to explain the rest, but i was some kind of "Lost boy" and i saw a family that noticed me. There was 2 girls in the family that talked about me, one of them was pretty cute, and i didn't really care about the other one. And the dream faded and i got another interesting one!

The dreamometer
I was talking about dreams in the dreams with someone, and i saw a meter that began to fill, and we said that we only had this time to dream on, like that's what the memory could handle before the dream fades. When the meter was full, my sister entred the room irl and woke up kind of interesting

2.17.14 Monday

Last night, bed 11:30:5am, watching Thor before bed, also voice skyping with OP

DR 2:35
In a store, shopping cart

DR 5am
I'm on a tour of a factory with 3-4 more classmates. (We used to take tours like this from school.) Tour is over and I realize we can buy some things for good prices, so I walk back and see all the products they have. It looks more like a grocery store warehouse then a factory, because of a sortiment. I see some large tubs of cream chese, and I know I want to buy certain kind. As I'm walking back, I see hot sauces on shelves, crackers, bunch of stuff. I keep walking back to the "good items". Someone tells me tour is over, but he will stay behind with me. Others have left, since you have to leave exactly on time.

Employee tells me, I need to go to the director for some paperwork and he shows me how to get there on a mental map.

I walk outside of the large building, towards the director's place. A female employee joins me to show me the way. She goes for my boobs (I remembered this part in the shower, lol). So I somehow lose her and I sit down nearby. I see an old friend of mine. She cut her hair short. I hope she didn't see me. She is walking by slowly, and I pretend I don't see her. She stops behind me and says mine name, hoping that she is right. I turn around and say her last name in surprise. She really looks different. She mentions some things from our past.

We get together to directors office. It's a small cubicle in another factory building. She (he) tells me, that I have been fired twice before. Once from company called Rakuten, and the other time, when I was a taxi driver in Ukraine, and was late picking up a client. She only tells me this after I insist. I tell her, there is no company of that name in my country, and I have never in my life been to Ukraine. So I figured, that factory rakuten had to be there too. So it was clear, she didn't have the right paperwork.

Next door is some kind of a dormitory. We go there with this friend of mine. She is now both, the friend from old times, and OpheliaBlue. I'm falling asleep and I start seeing patterns and lights. I whisper to her loud "I'm about to WILD". Reason being, that I'm hoping others int he room will stay quiet, and I want to share my joy with her. I don't get the headrush or any transition, but I do get into a WILD. (Possibly just a dream about WILDing.)

As I "get lucid", I start climbing out over windows and stuff. I keep my lucidity for quite a while and every few seconds I tell myself that. I'm quite happy how long I'm holding the lucidity. Then I think "oh, I just thought about waking up, so I will", but I also know, that it will not happen, because I'm a good LDer.

It's morning now, and my friend/Ophelia askes me to give her her thing, that she needs to mail to her dentist. I pull out a small plastic baggy. Two fly-sized bugs or creatures from the bag get on my left hand. In the space between fingers and the thumb. One by one they start to burrow in my flesh. It hurts like hell. I try to pull them out, but I have a feeling, their heads detached and they keep burrowing deeper.

I end up in a large room, that resembles dining hall from Harry Potter. But the tables are not alongsied, but across, like they would be in a library, or a classroom. I know I'm infected from those bugs. Suddenly, these tiny white pustules shop up all over my body. They are perfectly round, and they light up. As if fluorescent. Someone from the desk in front of me turns to me and we talk. I see immediatelly, that she got infected as well. I know that, because she starts to giggle and talk to another person, and that apparently is a sign of infection. The person she talks to get's infected, giggles and talks to another person. Pretty soon the whole hall is infected. Few min later, my spots are gone. Int he back of the hall, there is another room. It's now full of people that are getting into next stage of infection. They are getting bit aggressive and their hands and fingers are getting curled up like claws. Someone unlocks the door with a regular, old fashioned key and one person is trying to get out of that other room. I push the door shut and lock it again.

But just to be sure, I fly up close to the ceiling and exit through some windows. I'm on a street. Sidewalks are covered by some roof. It looks like at the train station, where there are these roofs on pillars. I assume these are to protect people from some flying threat. It could be, that infected people will turn into these flying things.

I was standing on a square, orange-yellow platform. The platform had no depth. It was about 8ft by 8ft. I was standing next to a girl. We were surrounded by dark, vast nothingness. I didn't say anything, but I thought to myself. "I am dreaming." Then I woke up because I got too excited.

It's a little unclear, especially the beginning, I'll try to see what all I can remember...I was at my place of work (Alamo Drafthouse Cinema), I guess in the main hallway because there were lots of lockers. Some of my co-workers were vampires. I wasn't really afraid, I didn't see them as a major threat, they weren't trying to attack me. I'm not sure if I realized it at this point in the dream, but later on I was aware that I was a vampire slayer. However, in the beginning, I felt like I was friends with them or maybe even a vampire also. But apparently one of them (Andy?) had been bitten by a werewolf and was turning into a weird hybrid. That I was afraid of.
Somewhere along the way, the dream scenery changed briefly. One of my co-worker's mother's was throwing away... a model window? It was like a miniature version of the big window in my bedroom, even had the colorful cloth with the Ajna symbol above it like I do IWL (in waking life). I couldn't believe they were throwing it away, I wanted to keep it for some reason. Then I realize there was a smaller one stacked inside of the bigger one. Felt like I couldn't take them both? So I decided to leave the smaller one and take the bigger one. It felt sturdy, like it was made of metal.
Back to the work scenery. My were-coworker had bitten someone else before I could stop him! I felt like the werewolves were more dangerous - faster, stronger, more primal - than the vampires, and the were-vamp hybrids were even more-so. Very quickly more and more people were being turned. They wanted to turn me, like it was their mission. I became lucid at some point around here, and was trying to take complete control to fight them. I couldn't make the things I wanted to materialize come about. I wanted a flame thrower, I figured it was the fastest most effective way to fight them off, so I started pretending like I had one in my hands trying to set them on fire but it wasn't working. I did have a steak from the first part of the dream and was fighting them with that, but it was difficult, there were so many of them. I decided since I couldn't make a better weapon just appear out of thin air, I would find one. Began trying to open the lockers to get better weapon. I thought for sure that would work, but locker after locker I just kept finding shoes. =| Really cute shoes I wanted haha. Most of them were browns and blacks, with heels. Finally I called out loud something like "Why do I keep finding shoes?" to see if my subconscious would tell me what they symbolized/why I kept getting them instead of a weapon. I got an answer, just a voice going through the hallway (which I think now more resembled a school hallway) but I couldn't hear the answer clearly (I've had that same issue before in past lucid experiences when trying to ask my subconscious questions). I tried asking for the message again more clearly, but it didn't come. I felt like the answer I didn't hear well was a bullshit answer, something like "Because it's just what you do"? Whatever. Thanks for nothing, subconscious. Still fighting off were-vamps and checking lockers when I'm able, I finally come across a straight razor, like for shaving. Also, since I became lucid I tried doing some really bad-ass fighting moves, like back flips and other gymnastics type stuff. It didn't feel like I had total good control so I was sort of able to, but it felt slow and sloppy. I tried slitting someone's throat with the razor, it didn't work out that well. It was like it just made a little cut. Hmph. I ended up in a "locker room" in a part with a bunch of showers. There were a few girls showering in there. I felt like all of my co-workers had been turned but for some reason I wasn't worried about all of them attacking me, just most of them. I think I was trying to hide in one of the showers? But they didn't have curtains and weren't really good for hiding so.. yeah, they definitely found me. Around this point, I was frustrated with trying to fight them all off and it not really working and I finally realized maybe that wasn't the point. I remembered something I had read before about dreams where people are being chased, confronting what's chasing them. I decided maybe I had to just let them get me to understand the meaning of the dream, and I wasn't afraid since I knew it was a dream. I was ready to surrender. So I told them "Ok, I'll let you guys change me if it's done by Garret and David" (two guys at work I think could be different sort of people from everyone else, and I'd be most likely to be interested in if I weren't already attached to someone). I think they went to get the guys. Very fuzzy here, I may have changed my mind and said Andy can just do it to get it over with already. Then I guess I woke up before it happened.

Dream 1#
Not Lucid

I was in a retirment home and was watching over this ladies room for some reason. I went looking around and all these old people were staring at me strangly and asking me what are you doing here. I told them Im looking after my friends place. Finnaly I got annoyed from all the questions and I went into the room and was by myself for a little bit. But different people i knew began to come over and show up at this place and so I would invite them in and we began to play different kinds of games. Several people were playing uno and other card games while I was playing beer pong but with a weird twist. For some reason we had no cups and instead of the the cups we were using chips and cookies that we put frosting onto and if the ball stuck we had to eat the item. I then left the room and went back outside and it had changed.

Dream 2#
Not lucid

I left the previous room and found myself in a police station instead of the retirement home there were cops and detectives walking around and drinking coffee. I walked over to a few and just kind of blended in with the crowd. Then a man came over and asked what I was doing and where I had been. He said we had some work we had to do and that we best get going. I looked at him confused and felt that for some reason he knew me and that I was his partner or something. We went out and watched some people and eventually came back to work. We were by our desks and I was looking everywhere for my bowl for lunch. I asked my partner and he began to yell at me for always forgetting stuff. I tried to explain to him that I was sorry but I know I put my bowl in this drawer and it was not there. He just kept yelling and yelling so i walked around the office and looked for my bowl. Eventually I was looking inside his desk and I found my bowl wrapped in a brown paper bag. I said see I told you I didn't lose it you took it from me. He then smirked and said well I sure did but you didn't even realize i took it from you until now. I was pretty upset at this point and left. I went outside and was hanging out on my parents old porch but the only difference was that there was a main road running directly next to my parents house and part of it turned into their driveway. I went out into the snowy street and kicked around some snow but as I was doing that My partner came back and started yelling at me about how I was not doing a good job. That I lost my bowl again and that I am a horrible dective. I tried to ignore him but he came up and got into my face and pushed us into the street. I fell down and dropped a bag of cheesecakes and a group of bikers came by and rode over it and then I noticed the brown paper bag with my bowl in it. it was in the middle of the street as well. I went to grab it but the partner kept kicking me and pushing me into the slush in the road. I got completely dirty covered in this brown slush and pushed my partner away and grabbed my bowl. I walked back to the porch enraged. I was so pissed off at this partner of mine and how much of a douche he was. As I got back to the porch my captain came over and motioned towards a snow pile. During our fight some little kids crashed their toy cars (that red bottom and yellow roof car that they stick their feet through the bottom in) The kids were dead one of which was hanging outside of the car and the other still in it. We then went into the garage and saw another kid was murdered but that we didn't know how. So we decided to cover it up to save us from the paper work and make it look like an accident. that his toy car released to many gas fumes and caused him to die of lack of oxygen. My captain called me over to the middle of the street i was at and asked why I was not doing a good job as a detective lately. I looked at him and then looked at my partner and he understood what was going on. We used some knifes and began to remove some rubber tiles from the ground in a rectangular pattern. My captain began talking to me about how we have not been able to get many people onto this case for awhile as each person was some how linked to it. That we had an old lab geek that had to be put away in a mental home because of his involvement and how my partner was believed to be the killer behind it all. The scene slowly faded away as I woke up in real life.

Dream #3
Not lucid

I was now in a school I seemed to know the layouts of the building well. I was walking around the building looking for my friends. As I was doing that I saw these strange creatures and began to talk to them. They wanted to go on a mission to find some kind of ancient artifact and wanted to know if i would help them or not. I decided i would and i gave them some money to help them on the way. I gave them 1000 gold and they took off into this hole in the ground. I thought to myself about how nice they were and wished them the best of luck. I went around and opened a locker and looked at my classes for the day I was lucky it was only two of them today. I went around and looked for my class but I couldn't seem to find the right teacher or the right room. I saw my best friend leaving from a class and i asked him if he knew where it was and he told me he did and pointed it out to me. I thanked him and as i was getting to walk away this hole appeared beneath me and this evil man grabbed my leg. I asked him to let me go as i tried to pull my leg away but he wouldn't A pop up menu came up in my vision and I clicked to manipulate him for 100 gold As i clicked this the men I helped earlier came over and began to rant about how much they hated this guy and how he was going to suffer for not helping them on their quest he let go of my leg and they pulled him into the hole in the ground. I turned around and this Giant tree elf lady was floating in front of me. I looked at her woody body and asked her can you please give me a blowjob? She looked at me and smiled and went down to her knees and began to suck me off. It felt so good I was looking around to make sure nobody was coming. She just kept going at it and then I noticed a teacher walking past and she looked at us and said I hope that it was sex ed related and I smiled and said yes yes it is that's the class we have right now and I pointed to the sign next to me that said sex ed Room 101. The elf creature got scared and started to stop but i pulled her back and began to thrust in motion with her. she got freaked out still and got up and ran towards the bathroom. I followed her in and saw several people i knew I went in after holding the door for a few and went in to use the toilet. I looked around and saw lots of guys and girls going and using the different types of toilets and several of them were overflowing for some reason or coming very close to it. Several girls walked over to me and asked what this one girls problem was and that she must of never seen a lesbian before because she wasn't liking the way they looked. I made my way outside eventually and found some people i knew and began to chat with them. But as i was I woke up.

(2/12/14)

Sitting on my bathroom floor, I stare down the toilet and wonder idly to myself if it has always been this shiny. There is a bound notebook perched on the back part as if I had set it there just before taking my position in front of the bowl. Ellie, my roommate, walks in, probably to pee, but stops short when she sees I'm already occupying the premise, the surprise apparent in her expression.
"Oh, don't worry," I say. "You didn't walk in on anything."
"Oh...kay..." she says, but its clear from her tone that she doesn't believe me. From the way things look, I don't blame her.
There's sunlight streaming in from the window behind me which is in a wall that, in the waking world, is connected to my bedroom. In the dream world I don't find this the least bit suspicious, however, as I revel in the feel of gentle warmth on my back. Ellie is still there, I can tell she wants to know what I'm doing but isn't sure if she should ask so instead just hovers awkwardly.
"Have you ever tried to lucid dream?" I ask her.
"...no...?"
"Well, it's impossible. I've tried everything and I still can't do it." I pick up my dream journal, evidently the bound notebook, and shake it at her to emphasize my point.
She lifts an eyebrow in response.
Seeing that she doesn't understand my frustration and feeling to exasperated to explain things to her, I stand and make my way toward the door, figuring I can leave the bright, shiny toilet flusher to be examined at another time. As I do, I can't help but think that Jesse will be disappointed with me--a thought that lingers in my mind as I pass through the door and into the waking world.

The questions is, who the hell is Jesse?