memorable

Interrupted by several FAs, and real awakenings I had one really long awesome dream. I'm not going to type the entire thing out, but the gist of it was: I was a mermaid. i went lucid a couple time becuase i was breathing under water, and at out point santa clause was harassing me, but i let myself slip back into the dream because it was just to fun.

I was going to wait til the New year to restart writing my dreams down but I decided when I had the first lucid in a while. My old dream Journal can be found in the grandfather Journals under Doctor's Dreams.

Blow Job and Go

I don't remember the beginning of it but I remember that I went though a lot of trouble to get a blow job from a girl named Brittany. She was not the version that she is IRL but that didn't matter. We were under something and I remember here starting the blowjob. I had barely sat down when I exploded cum all over her face. I was lucid but for some reason not interested in exploration. I looked at her and cracked up. I said "Gotta Go!" and opened my dream eyes extremely wide. At this point I was waking up on purpose. It was very weird because although my dream eyelids were practically stretching off my face I could feel my second set, my real set of eyelids, still closed. Eventually with enough effort they were forced open and I awoke.

★★★★☆

...or "Taking Over a Country in Five Easy Steps".

09/27/10



"Your son, your majesty, is a psychotic despot who's been running your country into the ground."

"And you have a solution?"

"Your youngest child went missing several years ago. You should inform your court that I have returned."

Johanna swings the sword furiously at her attacker. Her blonde hair, braided into a plait, sweeps through the air as she ducks his return attack. She's on the defensive, frantically blocking his sword, barely avoiding being cut. The man's face is expressionless as he forces her into a corner.

A slow clapping starts up from across the room. The attacker stills, and Johanna steps away, keeping her sword ready.

"Bravo," says the man on the other side of the room. "You've done extraordinarily well, getting this far."

"I'll kill you," she hisses back, not taking her eyes from the bodyguard, "For destroying my family."

"With that sword?" asks the prince, "I think not."

"I've fought my way through your legions," she pronounces, "Decimated them."

"Yes," says the prince, "But then, you had someone to protect, which is the purpose of your enchanted sword. Tell me, where is your brother?"

"He's dead," says Johanna, "Murdered by your men!" On the last word, a knife materializes in her other hand. She rushes the bodyguard, swipes down, slicing at his face.

Blood splatters against the wall, and Johanna clutches at her throat in surprise. She falls to the ground, aware that she's bleeding out. From the corner of her eye, she can see another man emerge from the shadows. Stupid, she thinks, should have realized he would have backup...

She's standing on a stone bridge, which spans the entirety of a mountainous valley. At the end of the bridge is a city. Blue spires reach up into the sky, and Johanna is dimly aware that she's looking at the Capitol City. This was her home, before everything. It's still peaceful. The sky is blue, and sunlight shines down, lighting up the valley and the mist with an ethereal glow. The valley is lush, full of greens and grains and enough food keep most of the kingdom from growing hungry. It's almost unbelievable, that such an awe-inspiring sight could hide such a great evil.

"I brought you back." I tell her.

Johanna turns to look at me. "Why?" Her face is blank, but I can hear the anguish in her voice.

"I don't think you understand," I say slowly, "I brought you back. Nothing you've endured has happened yet. Your family is still alive."

She's quiet for a moment, looking out over the blue lustre of the city in the distance. "What's the catch?"

I have to smile at that. "You can prevent all of this from happening," I say, "If you do exactly as I say."

plots to pacify the population with the latest crop of sweet potato, wading through water fields under the bridge

I'm standing in a stone building (opulence, splendor) at the centre of the city. I know the precise moment that it happens, because it feels like a string is being cut. And just like that, destiny has been rewritten. The prince is dead, long live the prince.

A cell phone chimes in my pocket. I answer on the third ring.

"Hello, 'Father'," I say, irony in my tone. "So, when is my coronation?"

Scare Factor: 3/10

Wait, wait. Your crown prince is an evil sociopath, so you want my dream self to rule instead? Good luck with that.

1. Establish yourself as an heir to the throne.
2. Find someone who wants the prince dead.
3. Bring them back in time.
4. Assassinate the prince.
5. How old was the king, again?

Length: 30 min
Dream Non-dream

I was walking up a hill, and I saw my friend C at the top. I've known him for a while, but have just started really hanging out with him. He was there with a one hitter, I sat down and toked with him.

He said to hold it so people thought it was a cigarette. "I know the deal man," I said. We sat there and smoked for 3 minutes or so. I looked at it, it looked like a joint for a second. I then noticed that the weed came all the way through ,and it was all hollow. So now I noticed that the weed was burning the whole way through, and if I hit it wrong, I would burn my lips. I pucked my lips around it to avoid the embers. A little bit got in my mouth, but it wasn't hot. It was done, good high. Me and C walked around a bit, and he told me there was weed at the telephone pole I looked up, There was a telephone line going through a freeway. It was twenty feet above me, and I'd have to walk around to get on the freeway.

I told him "bullshit, no way" and he said he was joking. I left him and went to a flea market. I saw my mom there. We walked around and shopped for a couple minutes, then we started talking about drugs. I asked her if I'd get to drink with her next year when we went to Europe. She said of course I would, and that I'm gonna need to learn to drink before we go. I asked if she would drink with me now, and she said yes, but only in the safety of our home.

We drive home. She brings me to a bar that my aunt owns (apparently). It was a corner shop, a small rounded bar with a garage door instead of a normal entrance. She closed the garage door so no one would interrupt. My aunt asked me what liquor I would like. I asked her what kind she had. "Vodka, super vodka, vodka on the rocks, vodka mixed, sherley temple, pina colada, black forest, amputated leg (my friend makes these in real life, not sure if they're official or a home recipe) and the obvious choices of whiskey, UV vodka (I like my vodka), rum, kahlua, and wine."

"Well.... I'd like to try it all," just about the best thing I could have said. She made ma a sherley temple and I sipped on it while I saw her make "super vodka" during. She said the key to vodka drinks is to add a lot of ice. She put vodka half way up a huge blender (5 liters prolly) then filled it all with ice. She added some garnish and some red stuff, then added more ice till it was overflowing at the top, but it didn't overflow, because it all stuck together. She added half a shaker full of salt and all of a sudden it collapsed on itself, and the ice shrunk down with the vodka and whatnot so that it was filled with only 1/5 the way with ice/vodka. I thought it was a neat trick. Then she added more vodka and ice, blended it all up, and gave me a cup.

Strong shit, might I say. The weed was holding up well, and I could just start feeling the liquor, they put 20 shot glasses in front of me, with my mom, all different liquors. All of a sudden the place was crowded and I had to hide my drinking. She asked how it was, and I said it tasted good, but it wasn't "good enough" afraid to tell my mother I wanted strong drink. I took some sips out of my sherley temple and thought "I hate how dreams cause you to only be high/drunk if you think about it," I became more drunk from thinking that, and then walked out to the car with my mom.

I woke up. Overall, good dream.

I'm teaching myself to reinforce the idea that I'm dreaming when it comes up by focusing more about dreaming when I think it up. Should prove useful.

I was at some kind of old shopping mall. It was made up of old red bricks, with a strange gooey substance used as cement. I looked up to the sky, and saw a moonless night. That pitch black sky that seems to swallow your being. Feeling a shiver of anticipation, I moved in through the vast, (I mean really vast) gates that had rusted iron bars in them. I could see the rust flying in little flakes due to the breeze and moving around, as the dust moves around in Lion King.
Thinking something along the lines of, "I am wasting my dream time.", I proceeded, still blissfully non-lucid. The dream was highly detailed, perhaps my most detailed dream yet. I remember noticing each and every little detail as I walked. The crunches of the dried leaves beneath my feet, the smell of the damp air, and the feel of each and every rock as I stepped on it. It was so clear, that for a moment I truly believed it to be real life, for such detail couldn't exist in a dream.
I saw many shops on my left and right, as I walked through that boulevard. Most of them were closed, and the ones that were open were more like houses, or even inns. I went inside a shop, noticing the sign that was suspended above it's door rocking back and forth due to the wind. I entered inside, and the whole atmosphere changed. It was like stepping from a freezing blizzard into a cozy, well-heated room. Technically, it WAS just that. I could see people roaming about here and there, all in red and white Santa Claus suits that made them look goofy. The were all good natured. No one minded me, nor did anyone ignore me. They politely welcome me in and directed me towards a room.
I sense of romance overcame me as I entered the room and saw, to my surprise, an exquisitely beautiful young lady sitting there on the window, which was wide open. The moon hung in the sky like a compliment to her beauty. She was dressed an a lavish cocktail dress, also of red color, exposing and hiding just the right amount of skin to make one go oblivious just looking at the wearer.
Something else caught my attention. Her eyes. She had the most striking eyes I had every seen. And yet, they were brimming with tears, tears that were never quite let loose, but sat there on her lower eye lid as if they were unsure to fall or not. The eyes reflected sadness as I had never seen before.
As soon as she saw me, her face lit up. It was almost as if she had been waiting for me all this time. Pushing aside that thought, I began to ask for her name, but found myself deprived of speech as her lips made contact with mine, and was locked in a tight embrace. I stood there in an eerily real non-reality, immersed in this moment of emotion. For how long we kissed, I do not know. It could have been a second, minute, or even an hour. It was just me and her, and the silent moon smiling at the re-union.
BOOM! The whole house, which was now a mansion, shook with a great force. A missile had just hit the far side of the mansion. Breaking apart quickly, I grabbed the lady and half-carried, half-pushed her towards the door. I heard a faint hissing noise nearby, and saw another missile, like a deadly firework, homing towards me. In that split second, I knew I would survive no longer. Pushing the girl out of harm's way, for all good it could do, I attempted to run away myself. No good.
BOOM! Another blast, much louder and fiercer that the first, shook the ground. Tiny balls of metal came shooting towards me, and tore my body apart. The pain was unimaginable. I could literally see those little balls of metal coming towards me in slow motion, and hit me. As I lay there half-dead, I saw a mysterious box lying not far from me. Somehow, I knew that it was supposed to be lit on fire, which would transport me to a safe place. Not having the strength to get up and look around for a match, I tried pyrokinesis. I imagined my fury flowing from my hands towards that little stone box, and heating it up. With a huge effort, I finally managed to give it enough energy to light up on it's own.
Oh shit, I thought. It was a trap! From a third-person view, I saw that box explode in the biggest explosion yet, and create a big ball of flames rise up high. I saw my own body fly around with the force of the bomb. I was back to first-person again. As I was flung around, about to meet my death, I thought about how unfortunate it was, 'How sad it is if a flower doesn't bloom?'. Those were the words that came to my mind.
As the pain became unbearable, I woke up.




Sorry for the late updates, readers. It was a difficult period I went through, a lot of ups and downs. Nevertheless, I am here now, and shall keep updating my DJ. Note, as I didn't get much time to spend on my LDing skills, my lucids are low on count these days. I will still share the non-lucids, though. ^_^

Also, should I add more pictures to the dream journal entries. Personally, I think the details I remember should be good enough to create a whole environment in your mind. That is the art of the writer. What do you guys think?

Girl is having issues with something im not quite sure but she was at war with somebody who was out to get her.i remember her fighting with a lot of people before I showed up. I killed her father I believe who was this fat man who was living in my house but I was different big, like mixed with a school. I remember after killing him his daughter came home or who I thought to be. I had hidden myself in one of the two bathrooms that resembled a high school bathrooms. Girl runs in she finds me I grab her and hug her and try ti be the “good guy” well rather not be the man that killed her father. We head back to kitchen which resembles my kitchen, for some reason my fathers pistol was in the freezer of the fridge. Her real father comes home with a women, young, her apparently the fat man was not her father but an impostor, her father was rather fit actually. Me and the women were outside by this point, I had my fathers pistol, me and the women were getting along by this point, I kept explaining to her, her father was not dead. And was inside and that the other man was an impostor. Women kept bugging me about holding the pistol, but I let for a only moment, a mistake. She shot one round off of my dad 357 magnum, then handed back to me. The women and the man who I believed to be her father walk outside, I thought they would talk with us so I tried to keep the pistol down. Man and women walked out calmly till she was almost point blank women pulls out what I believe to be a rifle and shot it at my face. It barely missed but I felt it scratch my face I had fallen backwards the same moment she fired, so it had seemed she hit me. Once I hit the ground I had cocked the pistol, once the women had gotten close enough I put the pistol to her chest and pulled the trigger, nothing happened. I remember there being 5 shots left after I put down the horse, dream logic told me there would of only been three and apparently all had already been used , I panicked and ran for it she shot at me multiple times with the rifle until she ran out of ammo, by the point I was outside my house I ran around jump over the gate and ran towards my woods. I believe while I was running I heard them say did that guy just get shot and stand Back up? After making it to the woods they no longer were trying to shoot me I do not know what happened to the women who I was getting along with , after this I showed up at glenns mothers place, wanna to tell him the story but I had to go to school, and he had friends who I dint want to let hear so I was gonna take him home so I could tell him, ended up at my house, everyone had noticed the missing pistol, by this point I dint know where it was, looking for it a women who I believed to by either my sister or a very close family friend told me she had found it and cleaned it, grind ed it down , telling me in need to be clean.at least I got to brag to her about my close escape from death. Funny thing I remember while running thinking this is gonna give me nightmares, because when I was little I was have dreams of my brother chasing me, ironic. Very vivid dream. I remember my father pistol resembling the 357 Magnum mixed with German style pistol.

I am taking care of my fish tank. I'm looking inside and admiring all the different colored fish. I turn around, turn back and am horrified as one of my fish, Marvin, has jumped onto the floor. IRL Marvin is a beta, and very small. In the dream, Marvin was a huge gigantic blue fish swirling with all sorts of colors. He was looking at me as he was laying on the floor. I grabbed a towel and scooped him up, putting him back into the tank. He began moving again and I was really glad that he wasn't dead.

I looked down and saw that my dog, Daisy, was chewing on one of my new kittens - Lily. I heard a crunching sound and screamed and ran to where she was and took Lily away from her. I thought she was dead and then realized that she wasn't. She soon began to stir in my hands. I looked back to the fish tank where some of the fish had just given birth to hundreds of little baby fish who were all swimming in schools, swooping and diving all around the tank. They were some of the most beautiful colors I have ever seen.

I am at high school, when I see my female friend approaching me, looking nervous and excited. After some small talk, she tells me that she thinks I'm hot. I laugh nervously, saying something along the lines of "okay." She giggles, embracing me as we make out. After about the third kiss, she seems to notice my inexperience with romance, ans says that I "just kissed her." She recommends that I go a bit more slowly, less kissing and more cuddling. At some point, the dream ends.

★★★☆☆

LUCID

If my hair keeps changing colour in the pictures, it's because that's what it tends to do IRL.

09/26/10

Fragment about going to my (late) grandma's church for a Halloween party. There were some really cool decorations. A distinct lack of alcohol, however.

I'm in the front entrance to our house. Everything seems normal, and I do a routine reality check just because. I count my fingers. Onetwothreefour... new ones start sprouting. Well, that's weird. It's almost like I'm dreaming or something.

I try again, and I get to seven before I give up. Obviously I am dreaming. So... Nomad's task. I need to get to a forest. I jump out the nearest window into the front yard. My brother is there, hanging out with a DC from the Halloween party. Definitely dreaming, then, and whoa...

The dream is destabilizing. The entire world tilts on its axis, and white lines start running parallel to every object in the scene, as they do in Assassin's Creed. I stop to take a breath, keeping my eyes open, and I start touching the objects around me. I kneel down and touch the grass, the concrete driveway, a metal railing, and I'm back.

I decide that the best way to get there is to run in a straight line. There's a forest directly to the south, I convince myself. I cross the street at a run, hit the wall with one foot, and leap onto the brown-shingled roof.

I don't stop. From the first house, I jump onto the roof of the next. Keep moving. I land on some kind of antennae, and the structure sways dangerously as I make the jump to the next structure.

I'm on a scaffold. The next building - a warehouse - is an impossible distance away, several feet higher than the platform I'm jumping from, and twenty feet away. I jump the gap, and I'm suspended in the air.

I pull at my momentum, bending the dream to allow me a few more meters in height - and I grasp the edge of the roof. I pull myself up near the chimney. On the other side of the warehouse is a big camping tent set up in someone's backyard. I jump. I land on the tent, and it cushions my fall, billowing out around me. My vision is filled with yellow and red, and I think hard, imagining the demon boy I'm supposed to rescue, and the dark thing that's after him...

The forest is oppressively quiet. I can smell the pine, feel the hot mugginess created by a recent rain. Fully immersed in my character, I stand in the center of a huge clearing, waiting.

A flash of red goes zooming by. I've found Nomad's demon boy. I'm slightly disappointed. I was hoping I could use this opportunity to discover Amon's origin (a DC I've apparently mentored throughout his life). Instead, it's just a regular demon.

He's being chased by a wolf. I recognize the creature as an entity from my childhood nightmares. It's back, and I'll have to deal with that eventually. For now, I allow the demon child to distract it.

I spot a piece of paper on the ground near a pond. Picking it up, I skim the text. Instructions from Nomad on what to do next.

Did you save the demon boy? Y/N

I look up across the clearing. The demon is running as fast as he can, frantically trying to get away from my nightmare creature. The wolf is gleefully giving chase. I'm not sure whether he's actually any danger, or if he's just toying with the demon. Either way, I have no interest in rescuing the child.

Did you propose to the barmaid? Y/N

I look at the paper, and blink. And blink again. No, WakingNomad, I did not propose to the barmaid. Although, I should pay a visit to Denn sometime in the near future.

Scare Factor: 3

Also, this result amused me.

Hey Guys! In this DJ is one of my stand out dreams of my life simply because I was with all my friends.

Last night I had a dream about being in a huge area where all of my music class was. We where all learning different types of Combat. Me and my friend Lachlan where learning energy blasts. After a bit of training my friend Daniel Blair (Who was an elementalist) was showing off and attacking other people.

I started asking him where do I learn how to do this art of magic. He was a little bit hesitant at first but only because it was far away and he didn't want to get in trouble. He walked us for a bit until I was at my High School. He pointed in the direction of where the teacher was, but the teacher who was previously teaching us was yelling out to us. I couldn't care less and started running towards the elementalist teacher. Lachlan started looking towards our old teacher so I said "Dont worry man, It's a dream, she can't stop us!" At that point I became lucid and was even more keen to learn how to master the elements.

Once we where at the teacher, I realised it was my music teacher, she was accompanied by a VERY powerful man. What made me think he is powerful, I don't know it was just something about him. I asked the teacher if she would like to teach us the ways of the elements and she kindly accepted. She read out a scripture but the main phrase I heard was "If you smoke vast amounts of marijuana and keep very active and exert your powers, you will become extremely fit." That was the number one rule to be an elementalist. . . Can't complain, haha.

My dream faded because my mum was outside with the blower. I plan on following the path of an elementalist. For it would be fucking hectic to own people with in dreams.

DJ Log: September 26, 2010 – Morning, 8:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: Before going to bed around 12:30AM, I smoked a pipe full of Calea Zacatechichi, took 800mg Piracetam, 500mg L-Tryptophan, and 40mg Ginkgo Biloba with a full glass of apple juice. During WBTB around 4:15AM, I smoked 2 cigarettes of Calea Zacatechichi and took 8mg Galantamine, 400mg Choline Bitartrate, and 300mg Alpha-GPC with a full glass of apple juice. I attempted to WILD, but gave up because some part of my body would twitch, or I would feel like a bug was walking on me which caused me to move and ruin the oncoming SP. This happened twice, but there were no bugs.)

Airplane ride #1
(Note: This is a fragment, probably lost a lot of detail in this one due to the amount of time I spent logging the next dream. I wish I had better recall of this one because I've never been on an airplane in a dream before.)

I boarded an airplane and flew for quite a while. The plane landed and I walk through the airport, looking for baggage claim. After getting my bags, I started to look for the exit door.

A huge hotel room and a covert operation. #2
(Note: I'm fairly certain that I awakened momentarily and re-entered the same dream, or it could have been a FA. This second part is quite possibly my most vivid dream to date. I also had more control than I usually do during the moments I was lucid, not to mention that I was able to complete one of my long-term dream goals. Stabilization was super quick and remained rock solid, with the exception of a brief moment that was quickly recovered from. My recall lost some of the environmental details, as I was paying close attention to the clearly understood technical details in this dream.)

I am checking into a hotel room, after getting off a long flight. My brother is also checking into a room just down the hall. Upon entering the room, I could tell that someone had been there before. There is a piece of luggage and some clothes laying around. The room is huge and had a full kitchen, two separate bedrooms, and a huge living room. There is a long hallway that connects all of the rooms, which have no doors on them. There are also several doors along the hallway. The living room has a full entertainment center with a very large flat-screen TV and a surround sound system. There are at least a dozen remote controls sitting on the table in front of the couch. I walk down the hallway and into the bedroom, where I put my luggage on the bed. The bed is a king size water bed with black satin sheets and huge fluffy pillows. I look at my AAA club card and smile, knowing I got a good deal on this room. I leave the bedroom and go to the door across the hallway. Opening the door reveals a garage bay with an old taxi cab sitting in the space. I ask myself, "Why would there be a garage in a hotel room? This is ridiculous. I must be dreaming!"

I open the door of the taxi and climb in to look around inside. The interior smells musty like an old car. I found an older digital camera sitting on the rear deck. When I turn on the camera, the lens motor is broken and will not deploy/retract the lens. I give the lens a tug and it comes out properly. I point the camera out the window and it has a difficult time focusing. Moving the lens around manually fixes the focus problem. I take a couple of pictures, then point it at the dash of the taxi and take another picture to make sure the focus motor is working correctly. I turn off the camera and the lens retracts properly. The camera works perfectly when I turn it on again and take another picture. I stuff the camera in my jacket pocket and walk back into the room, realizing that I had just completed one of my long-term dream goals. I stop and stabilize for a moment by looking at the ground and closing my eyes, then run down the hall to my brother's room and told him that I had just fixed this camera. He didn't seem too excited. I explain that I just accomplished one of my long-term dream goals by doing this. He is still not too excited, so I give up trying to explain and return to my room.

I am digging around in the bedroom and find some clothes on the floor beside the bed. I find a couple of black and gray striped Zentai suits that are made from a super soft and stretchy fabric.

I examine them for a bit, then place them on the bed. Digging further reveals a set of black cycling bib-shorts, cycling jersey, arm warmers, and a pair of cycling shoes. There are some other clothes on the floor, but I seem to be only interested in the soft stretchy ones. I immediately took my clothes off and put on one of the Zentai suits. The Zentai is very tight and feels amazingly soft and stretchy, just like a second skin. There is a medium tan tweed cloth suitcase sitting under a computer desk along the wall. Behind it is a huge camera bag with some various electronic equipment laying around it. I pick up the camera bag and find that it is empty. I felt the dream fading and could feel that my arm is going numb under my pillow in real life, so I concentrated on where I was just at and opened my eyes.

(Note: I lose my lucidity at this point, but the dream remains extremely vivid. There is a large time gap in the dream here.)

I walk into the kitchen and find a machine that appears to be a portable dishwasher for baby bottles. It had a small rack in it, a heating coil in the bottom and a hose with a hookup to fit a kitchen faucet. There is a window in the door and a control panel with lots of buttons. It is about the size of a large toaster oven. I push a button on the front panel and it starts to fill up with water. After a moment, it starts sloshing the water around and the heating coil heats up. I pressed another button and more water squirted into the machine, filling it slightly above the bottom of the window. I find this quite boring and walk away.

The kitchen sink has two small cabinet doors above it. To the right is some counter space and an over-sized bread box with two large cabinet doors above. The stove is a gas stove with two small cabinet doors above it. The range hood has a lot of extra buttons and switches on it. There is something that just doesn't look right about the cabinets between the kitchen sink and stove. I try to open the doors, but they will not open. I become irritated that the doors will not open and bang on them with my hand. One of the doors falls off and reveals a lot of electronic equipment hidden behind the doors. There is a video camera with some strange adapters on the lens. The adapters connect to a pipe that goes outside through the wall. I unscrew the adapter and lower the camera to the counter. The adapter has the brand name "Olympus" on it. I unscrew and remove the other half of the adapter to reveal the pipe through the wall. I look through the pipe and I could see the courtyard outside the room. There is a large green grassy area with a couple if sidewalks going around a fountain. Short bushes lined the sidewalks, and there were a few small ornamental trees. A couple of DCs in the courtyard immediately stop whatever they are doing and stare at me through the pipe. Directly across the courtyard, I could see a similar pipe with a lens installed in another room. I asked myself, "This is crazy, am I dreaming or something?" I unplug the cables from the camera and trace them back into the next cabinet where they connect to a Harris AN/PRC-117F military two-way radio.

I cannot read anything on the display, as the numbers are scrolling like a slot machine. I unscrew the connector from the radio and pull the cable out. I fish a couple more cables out of the cabinets and place them all on the counter with the camera. Directly under the radio is a Harris VRC-104 RF amplifier. The antenna cables from this amplifier go into the cabinet above the sink. There are two directional antennas on the cabinet doors, which point directly to the other room across the courtyard. One of the antennas has a label that says "440 MHz, 39 dBi" and other antenna says "2.2 GHz." I disconnect the antennas and the rest of the cables from the two-way radio and place them all on the counter. I thought to myself, "How am I going to fit all of this stuff in my luggage when I have to catch my flight out of here?"

I walk back into the bedroom to grab the luggage and start filling it with all of this equipment. When I walk back the hallway, everything quickly fades to black. I can hear the echo of my own voice yelling, “Stabilize now!”, but it is too late. This was the dream's exit.

Lucidity: 8/10
Vividness: 9/10
Length: ~20 Min.

I believe this one was a WBTB. So let's get started. I was walking with some people and when I found out that I was in a dream I decided to try to fly. I thought it was really cool that I could glide over and over again. When I saw a cliff I, for some reason, put a helmet on. I don't get it. But anyways I jumped off and I glided over a bunch of trees. It was very detailed. I soared behind this one building and landed on my belly. I got up and decided to jump on top of the building. I jumped on the first 3 stories of the building. Then the next. So I looked around because I had a better view and I could see where those people were. So I looked to my right and I saw more people. There was a tree next to them and I wanted to try to make a lightning bolt spider web and I did. I swung down there and looked at the girl, she was trying to find movies. I said "you can't summon movies, your limited by your own imagination." She said "oh" then I was thinking how awesome it was to be in the dream for a few seconds, feeling the texture of the ground. It was white. So then I got up and decided to try running fast. I found a good stretch of land and ran, I was kinda fast. So I tried it again and this time I kinda ran in place. This time I was so fast everything was all blurry. I could see that the planet that I was on was round and I could only go in circles. So I found them and did it again. This time the planet was smaller and when I looked behind me I could see the guy behind me as if I didn't go anywhere. Then I woke up.

I have had LD's before, but most are short (two minutes dream time or less) and/or fuzzy/blind. This dream started as the latter. I felt my self waking up as I realized I was dreaming. Then in an attempt to save it, I spun around very fast concentrating on my surrounding so I would hopefully not lose lucidity or teleport somewhere else. I ended up teleporting, but not losing lucidity. My vision was now clear. Then, trying to remember my LD goals (Parkour, Skydiving) I turned around and there was a perfect place to practice parkour. After hanging out there with other tracuers, i remembered i had already completed that goal this past june. So i remembered skydiving... but then i forgot. My dream switched to a abstract purple scene. I yelled out ENHANCE LUCIDITY NOW! to make sure i was still in control. There was then a part between this and the end of my dream, but i forgot it. My dream ended when a random Dream Character said to me "When are you going to wake up already?" I remembered i was dreaming. Suddenly, my vision began to deteriorate like fire burning a piece of paper and before I was thrown out of my dream, i punched him and said "Thanks a lot!"
Sitting up in bed, I smiled and said "cool!"

9/25/10

1.
I was playing an AvA match on global agenda (online game,AvA is basically complicated capture the flag) but like,I was IN it. Anyway, I turned invisible and snuck past my enemies,and when I was behind where they were firing from cover,I threw a grenade. Took almost all of them out. I then proceeded to try to capture an area,which was going fine until the enemies came back. I took care of them though,but then realized my team lost another point. So I went to go capture a different area,while all the enemies were trying to kill me. And there was this one hawk lady thing, shooting claws at me. But my gun jammed so I had to go back for a new one (which obviously was annoying). Anyway,after the match was over the place turned into a beach resort/theme park type place. And I went into this shop and put the shoes I was wearing back,and got different ones. Turns out the shoes I was wearing I had rented from that place but forgot to pay. Suddenly my mom was there and she said to follow her, and I did, and she took me to the customer service desk. Where the guy fixed the renting thing. Suddenly I was teleported to what I think was another dream..

2.
Everything was black except for someone talking to me about how to cheat halo. (I don't even play halo) Then I was in a room with my brother,and we both had assault rifles. Turns out we had to get through an area infected with zombies. (I had watched I am Legend,a zombie ish movie the night I had this dream) Me,of course being the zombie killing/strategist from months of playing Left 4 Dead, took charge (being that I always want to be leader,also had something to do with it) and we slowly made our way through the house without much incident. Except for my brother falling through broken stairs into a room with a giant mutated zombie dog. Which he made it out of. Then,we fell through the floor into a room that looked like the stomach of something. And there was this big grey blobby creature talking to us about some evil plot or another. About how he was going to become so powerful, but he needed this diamond thing. And he wanted us to find it for him. Then suddenly we're outside, zombies trying to kill us and all. We shoot the few that are there, and start to go on, but then I realize that shooting ones that used to know us, without killing them cured them. So I went back for a couple, and they helped us. Suddenly we're in a river in a canyon. Me and someone else crashed on this indent that led to a cave in the wall. (my brother wasn't there anymore) We found a platinum and gold diamond ring (rare much?) and we ran into the cave (cuz it was a store) to get another "fake" ring, so we could give it to that evil dude who wanted a diamond. And as I get to the jewelry counter, there's this little girl that's right next to me that thinks I'm her mommy. (or daddy don't remember) And I tell her that I'm not, but I'll let her get anything in the counter (it turned into one of those cheap prize things from arcades). And she got 3 rings. And then the dream ended.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning. This night wasn't a good recall night at ALL. Three fragments... But! I had a lucid dream during the 15 minute nap I took when I woke up! Awesome!

Night Fragments
*I'm at a carnival, and I have just been on some crazy ass ride. The whole world is spinning and I can't stand up straight. I almost fall over and walk like a drunk. I drop my bus tickets and I pick them up again after alot of effort.

*I'm standing on a hill overlooking a huge, green meadow with my two brothers. There are blue inflatable pools all around and we run towards them. I feel the water and it's pretty warm. I think we jump in one of them.

*I'm sitting in my sofa, and my dad hands me a few papers. "Look for a part time job" he says and I start looking. I see a pizza delivery job.

13.17: Dreamtask Complete DILD
I'm in a corridor. The walls and floor are made out of wood. A comfy, light-brown wood, with a nice shine to it. I know I'm in a dream and I start walking. I repeat to myself "What should I do?" but don't come up with a good answer. Apparently I'm at the local pub and I decide to see what Tommy (the owner) has to offer me.

I walk up to the bar and I can see that everything's made out of the same kind of wood. There's no one behind the bar, but I expect someone to come through one of the two doors I see. A second later, Tommy shows up and he looks alot younger. "This must be what he looked like when he was younger" I think for myself and smile at the man standing infront of me. He has orange curly hair instead of being bald. He's pretty fit instead of being fat, and he's actually smiling! I still don't know what I am supposed to do... "Why the hell is it so hard to remember?" I ask myself and decide to just ask him for the first thing that pops into my mind: Kolaremmar. (it's a chewy, long, fudge candy) I try to ask for them, but no sound comes out of my mouth! I try a second time but I only manage to produce a tiny whisper. He still gets it and takes out three of them, and hand them to me. The dream is starting to get less vivid and I decide to stabilize it. I run my hands over the fine wooden counter, really focusing on the feeling and how it looks like, and after a second, I'm back on track.

"Now I remember! I'm supposed to try out Dreamfruit" I tell myself and I ask him for some. I expect him to reach from behind the counter and grab me the Dreamfruit I've been craving for so long. He does exactly that and hands me half of a grapefruit, filled with all kinds of different colours. Exactly like the picture below. (I know, I shouldn't have expected anything) I'm afraid I will lose the dream before I get to taste it and I take a big bite, peel and everything goes into my mouth, and an explosion of sour/sweet bitterness fills it. I start drooling right away as I recognise several flavours: Lime, lemon, grape and orange. The overwhelming taste sensation de-stabilizes the dream and I get one more bite (this time it's pure sweetness) before the dream fades into nothing. But I don't care. I'd rather remember it all than trying for more, there's always a next time!

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Food before bed: 100 mg B6

That's it! Finally after almost two months of craving, I get to taste the thing. Sadly enough it was something I expected it to be. My damn signature has been imprinted in my head, and when I think of dreamfruit, it pops up. Well it tasted amazing! I wonder what my next dreamgoal will be... Any ideas?



DREAMFRUIT----^

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!