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I am so excited to share this with you, even though it was really short. :/ But here's my 3rd lucid: *giggle*

Now, before the series of dreams and then my FA, I had woken up and decided to WBTB. I just went to the bathroom though. Then I laid back down, and tried to think of nothing. My mind kept wandering off but I tried to keep as many thoughts as I could out of my head. It kept going on like this until I fell asleep I think, when I had the dreams. At the end of the dream before my FA, I saw an iPad that didn't look like one far away. I looked closer and it had the cover of my phone around it. It was a red cover. So I sorta thought to myself. "Hmm..this is weird.. do you think maybe i could be dreaming?" Then the dream ended. That's when I had the FA.

ONCE AGAIN, this dream was hardly controllable. I really didn't feel like I was in it, I just remember feeling the RC. All of my LDs so far i have had little controllability (if that's a word) and little feelingness.

ANYWAYS...

I woke up in my bed, It was really dark except for the dim light on in the bathroom. Like I was taught, I did a reality check to (just in case it did happen) catch a false awakening. As soon as I plugged my nose and breathed in I thought, "Holy crap I'm dreaming! I've never had an FA before!" After this, for some reason I started daydreaming about Taylor Lautner with blonde hair, lol. And once again, I was scared that I would see something scary around the corner, or that something would pop up freaky, or that I would be just plain afraid. I don't know why. I guess it's just because anything can happen in a dream. And to my bad luck, my alarm rang. I woke up with a start. I was happy that I got lucid for the third time, but not happy it ended so quickly. stupid alarm!

I'll post the dreams I had last night in the "MILD Class Dream Entries" post. Thank you for reading DV members!

My dreams are fixed again.

1. We were in a contest where the loser had everything in their house destroyed by a robot. I'm not sure what the winner got, but I lost the contest. A robot came and destroyed a flat screen television, a couch, and a chair. While it was destroying the house, I was hoarding garden gnomes in my basement so the robot couldn't get them. Sadly, the robot busted down the door and destroyed all of my garden gnomes.

2. I went to see Harry Potter: Order of the Phoenix in theaters. I gave the guy my ticket, but he said that since the movie technically didn't come to theaters for another 5 seconds, I couldn't see the movie. I basically ignored him and went and saw the movie anyway. I got in there, but it definately wasn't Harry Potter. It was something else. I don't remember anything, nor was it a lucid dream, but it all felt so real. I can't really explain it.

3. I had two of the same dog (I have two dogs, but in the dream I had two of the same dog). One was a demon, and one was the real dog. I had to decide which was which, and I did this by their dog tags (my dog doesn't wear a dog tag). The demon had a smiley face on his dog tag, while I knew that my dog does not have a smiley face on his.

This has by far been one of my favorite dreams of my life. Anyway, here it is.

I went on a vacation with my family to Europe. On the vacation I met someone who told me that I had the ability to transform into a canine(not specifically wolf or dog, just canine...hard to explain) He brought me to his clan, who could all do it as well. He told me of their history, that there were three clans. Their was the Protector clan. They did everything in there power to keep the race alive and defend from threats. Another clan, a neutral clan, did next to nothing for anybody, had no name or respect, and merely stuck together and went through life like a normal human. I got the distinct impression they were looked down upon and began to feel the same way as my mind began to adopt the pack way of thinking that dogs have and I understood how selfminded they were.. The last clan, the avengers, where a group who settled the scores. They would take any offenses to the clans into their own hands and take revenge for those offenses. Upon finishing the relation of their(our) history, we journeyed to meet the avengers. Once again, the "neutral" clan was completely dropped off the radar. When we got there, we met with their leaders, one of whom I knew from highschool, we had been good friends, and we greeted each other as such and were glad to have the same ability. He invited me to be in his clan, however the protectors wished me to stay with them as well. After a moment, the leaders of the avengers decided that we could decide that later, but that for now we should have some fun. So they took us to a Night Club they owned on their turf that was solely for our kind, and we partied. There were people playing hockey in an arena inside the club but with a regular ball instead of a puck, and at one point they accidentally shot the ball off into the dance floor, near which I was standing. I saw the ball and decided to try out my new form again(I had done so often in the dream, especially on the journey to the avengers) and I jumped through the air towards the ball, changing into wolf form midflight, and landing beside the ball fully changed. Some girls by the bar thought it was cute that I was so fastenated by my new form and commented on it saying, "Oh look! He is still fascinated with his fangs!" and then giggling. I felt a little like a noob, but in a welcomed sense, as though I would be mentored and taught in a fun, teasing manner. Everything was playful, I imagine this was due to the effect that the wolf form had over our mind. Attempting to pick up the ball, I realized my mouth was too small to pick it up so I changed back into a human as I picked up the ball in one smooth movement. With practice I knew I would eventually be able to hold the ball in my mouth. Beautiful girls, comrades, shots, and a fun atmosphere occupied the rest of my dream, and I never was required to choose a side that night.

I expect very much to revisit this a lot when I get down LDing and Dream Control. This has filled my thoughts a lot over the days following it. I may write a book.....a very memorable dream to say the least. The fact that my mind was affected by the experience was amazing. The vividness extended farther than sight and sound....Does anyone else have their mind/thoughts affected by shapeshifting?

This was my first really interesting/cool dream since starting my DJ.

I was working in a store with my younger brother and some other people. All of us had Superpowers/abilities, but I can only remember that I could fly. A group attacked us and killed a lot of us. In the center of the store there was a Tree that extended up to the ceiling. It had a secret area inside that was a sort of base for us. Anyway, we were rescuing survivors and I spotted my brother surrounded by fire and I knew that he was in danger. Since I could fly, I flew down and grabbed him and flew him back up to the entrance to the tree. The others worried that people may have seen, and that the secret might have been revealed.

Lucidity: 6/10
Vividness: 7/10
Length: ~8 Min.

OK, I can't remember much of this one. But I know that it was really long.

I remember when I became lucid though. And parts after that. I remember that I was a pirate and we landed on an Island, it was very big and was almost completely covered in water.

For some reason I was in a castle and there were three other people with me, I followed them for a minute and then they went through a window and I looked down and when I did it was like 30Ft. down, then I became lucid. When I did, I got the idea of just floating down there. And when I looked down there again there was some sort of wall there. But I kinda floated by it and landed safely. When I walked towards those guys that I saw. Some hot broad was like flashing at me and she wanted me to take her for a ride (sex). But I just ignored her and walked away. Then I found a tree that was all weird and I ran towards it and I started to fly, it was really cool. Then people were walking towards me and saying. "He did it, he settled a tree. My boy, you deserve a promotion." Or something like that. Then I was trying to be Spider-Man by shooting webs out of my wrists, but it kept shooting out all over the place. And for some reason I had a lazy eye like in real life. That's how used to it I am. So I finally gave it up after trying for like 3 minutes and just followed some people that I saw. The next thing I knew I was walking in a big hall way and some guy was forcing me to go down the hall way. When I did I saw three girls in front of me and they were strip dancing. And below them was some guy that I can't recall very well. And to my left was a door. I went in the door and there was a bath tub in the room. I was like "what the fuck. I'm leaving, or maybe I could stay a while." Some broad appeared out of nowhere and started to talk to me. She wanted to have sex with me. I didn't really want to, but if I don't wake up there's not a problem. I went out the door and picked up a hooker and she turned into a bottle? So I told the guy that was sitting there that I would take this one and he could take the other two. He was like "OK." After I went inside I put some of that stuff in my mouth. She said it was for oral sex. Then I looked away and looked back and guess what, she disappeared. That's such a surprise (not really), but I tried to make her appear nothing happened. I tried making little spinner things in the bath tub and it worked, but a human being wont. That sucks. Anyways, I found her in a little Hamitic to my left and she was sleeping. So I woke her up and the next thing I knew I was walking around outside. I was in a small city, like Carson City. With a bunch of stores. So she said that Oral sex was illegal and I said "In this city or in my mind" or something like that. She didn't respond but for some reason my teeth were hurting a lot. I tried to ignore it but it didn't work. The next thing I knew was that I was trying to hump her doggy style and it didn't work. So we walked back and it got dark and I saw some broad that looked OK. So I asked her if she would give me a blow job and she said OK. So I told her to stay there and kept walking. Then it got pitch black and we looked in a store window, it kinda looked like a diner. That was completely lit up. And a bunch of guys in glowing blue masks looked at us. It was really scary. So we started to walk back again and when we made it to her store it was a relief. Then the sun started to come out and the dream faded into real life. This one is my favorite one so far. This just keeps getting better and better.

Fail.

I remembered to set my WBTB alarm...but I forgot to actually turn it on...so of course I didn't wake up at the appropriate time to make a WILD attempt. Oh well...at least I was able to remember a couple dreams, and this time after I had already gotten up and things were against me remembering them at all!

Dream 1: I was in a mix of Bioshock and Mass Effect. Geth were attacking (I guess I should be giving them more validity as a dream sign if the buggers are going to keep showing up...I haven't even played Mass Effect in a while, but for some reason Geth have been everywhere lately!) and everyone in the facility was defenseless. I was being chased by one of the machines when I dove around a corner and hid behind a pile of crates. The Geth fired at me as I fled, but missed and instead took out one of the crates on the top of the pile. I covered my head as debris and the objects inside the crate came crashing down, but managed to remain silent, so the Geth moved on down the hallway without noticing my hiding place.

Once I had opened my eyes again, I saw what had fallen out of the broken crate: plasmids. I picked up the first one and saw the Electro Bolt symbol on it, then took a deep breath and injected it into my arm. It felt very realistic...and the DNA re-writing process felt weird, too. A rush of body heat, increased clarity of vision...and finally, a lot of little lightning bolts coming from my left hand. Encouraged, I also grabbed an Incinerate and stuck it in my pocket, but didn't inject it.

The Geth that had tried to kill me was still in sight down the hall a ways, so I jumped out of my hiding place and with a yell I let out a bolt of lightning right on the blasted thing. Being mechanical, the electricity instantly shorted out the Geth's hardware and made it fall to the ground, useless.

Unfortunately, I had been a bit too quick to jump out and attack. Now everyone knew where I was, and a million Geth began slowly advancing down the hallway from the opposite direction. I tried to shoot out lightning once again, but this time it only flickered faintly in my hand; I couldn't produce a real bolt. I desperately pulled out the Incinerate plasmid as I backed down the hallway one step at a time. I tried to use pyrokinesis, but I barely generated enough heat to create viscosity in the air.

"Uh oh."

I turned and ran back for the crates then as a million bullets flew at me. Somehow I managed to reach safety before any of them hit.

"Hypo, hypo, where's an EVE hypo?!" I said to myself as I searched through the other crates.

Finally I found one, stuck it in my arm, and I was able to emit a burst of flames from my hand. I jumped out from hiding and began spraying fire at every Geth I could see. The realism of the fire was awesome; the hallway and Geth were all made of metal, and they appropriately blackened or glowed orange-hot, not to mention the light simply reflected in a very accurate and detailed way.

I woke up sometime around then.

Dream 2: I'm low on time, so I'll have to keep this one short. I was basically seeing a replay of a memory from one of my filming jobs. At first things were accurate, but then the wrong music started to play in the background.

"Wait a minute, that's not right..." I thought to myself. "I didn't choose this music!"

I didn't go lucid, though, I just figured someone else had made a last-minute change. But then other things started being different than they were supposed to be, and I couldn't ignore them as easily.

"This just isn't right! What's going on here?"

Then someone tapped me on the shoulder and told me to get ready, because we would all have to leave in 18 minutes.

I started to head out and get my things together, but I kept an eye over my shoulder, wondering what was going on. Then...SMACK! I ran right into the doorframe because of my carelessness.

I woke up with my nose bleeding...probably coincidence. This isn't the Matrix, after all.

I was at a party for "inventors". Each person wore a costume that he or she invented. The costumes each had a special function unique to the others. I don't remember what I was, but I remember how my costume zipped up so tightly it was hard to move my arms. I had a large thing on my head. I believe the function of my costume was speed. I might have been a small ice cream cone for all I know.

I left the party and walked down the road. Behind me I saw someone following me...Who was that? Taking a closer look I saw it was someone else in a costume. Their costume was green and had a large afro. I kept walking down the road until the guy in the green costume had finally caught up to me. He pushed me to the ground.

"Hi!" He said.

"...Hi?" I responded...Trying to get up. It was pretty hard considering I couldn't move my arms well.

"You're it!" He said, tagging me. Ok this was so not fair. I needed to unzip my costume if I was going to play this game and I couldn't unzip it seeing as I couldn't move my arms that far!

"Wait! Unzip me!" I said. He came back and unzipped my costume so I had a little more leeway for my arms. Before he could run away I tagged him. We played Tag for awhile until we came to a hilly, grassy area. We sat down on the hill. Beneath us people were fighting. He showed me how we could control the people with our minds if we tried hard enough. He was right.

We were now playing a game, my people against his. We morphed our people into dragons and elves and watched them battle against each other. When we decided we were done he morphed into a...thing...that was really tall. I'm not sure what it was. It was made of pretty neon colors and it had bones like a human. I climbed onto his shoulders and he carried me home Piggy back style.

I was at my grandmother's house now with my cousin. We were sleeping in the same bed like we used to when we were kids. He fell asleep fast and started chanting something rhythmically. It sounded less like a song and more like a poem or even a curse in a different language, it was beautiful in a sinister way.

A worker on a TV set opened the door and told us that they were looking for extras on their set that could pretend to be sleeping. My cousin told me that he'd meet me there later, and to go ahead.

The long hallway from my bedroom linked up to the store where they were shooting the new film. The man who was leading me to the set told me to take my headphones off. He showed me to a room with blue lighting and a bench at the side. On the bench were the other extras, waiting for me to arrive. In front of the bench there was a cage where the main actor was. He was supposed to do some sort of stunt and we were to show "enthusiasm" (not!) by sleeping.

I sat down on the bench between two guys. The guy I was supposed to be leaning on to feign sleep gave me a crazy look.

"Woman, you need to get rid of some of that HAIR you got." He said. I pushed my lush locks to one side so it wouldn't get all in his face.

"Careful," He said again, passing me some kind of small metal piece. He dropped the metal into my hand and I examined it carefully. It was at most 2 inches long and no more than 3mm in diameter. It was made of a bright steel and at one end a tiny piece of lead was perpendicular to the small rod. Like an L.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked. It was buzzing gently in my hand.

"Hold it up to your lips and wait. It will bring you into the dream," One of the female set-workers responded. I hesitated...

"I don't need to be pulled into the dream, I can fall asleep here quickly enough."

"Just do it, woman," Said the guy next to me. I pulled the tiny metal rod thing to my lips. My whole world was instantly PSYCHADELiCIZED.

The TV in front of us was warped in purple swirls like you would with a brush on Photoshop. Everyone on the bench stood up in amazement and looked around...

"Are we in the dream...?" I asked. No one responded, they were all too amazed. I couldn't wait to tell the people on DV about this new drug.

"Wait...Are we all in the dream together or not cause that's pretty epic if we are all in this dream thing together right now..." I went blabbering on. I looked at my hands, they had different amounts of fingers.

I left the room where we were shooting the video. I found myself now in a larger building with a sky high ceiling. There were many people in the building. It looked like the main room of a mall. I tried to fly...Grr why couldn't I? I thought I got soo good at it from being dragged around so much in my lucids [/sarcasm].

The dream was very vivid. I walked up to a DC and told him to teach me how to fly. He was my friend's brother in real life. He gave a puzzled smile and put his left arm in and in his left arm out and shook it all about...arrgh.

A man in a black suit came up to me and gave me a receipt. The dream was stable enough that I could easily read the receipt, look away, and read it again and the words were all the same and perfectly normal. That didn't sway me from the notion that I was dreaming however. The man read aloud as I read the receipt:

"The stalking starts now. You will complete a set of trials which may take 30-50 tries. You are looking for a female. Everything will add up to 3/5. THE STALKING STARTS NOW." I'm pretty sure that's what the man said. On the receipt (which I tried to recreate paint, and brutally failed) it was signed WakingNomad. What the hell lol?

I'm not entirely sure that's accurate. It may have been that I had 3/5 trials, I'm not sure but apparently I was looking for someone to help complete the first trial. I shoved the receipt into my pocket and looked around the room. Half the population was female...Maybe I should try to find Nomad first. I envisioned him standing behind me. I turned around but there was no one there. This was going to be hard.

I walked around the mall, asking questions to strangers. They pointed me into a green house. I walked through a narrow pathway in the green house looking for any human life. I passed a man with a watering can who eyed me strangely.

I exited the green house and found myself in a dirty city. I asked a man if he knew where I could find Nomad. He pointed down a dark alley. A white car pulled up in the parking space. I ran to the car (there was someone following me at this point, telling me not to go near the car). Inside were a bunch of druggies. Dirt covered their faces. They looked like they were on meth.

False awakening into my dark dark cold room. I don't want to open my eyes in the dark!

False awakening again into a brighter room. It was still dim. A floating purple square had an illuminating light with a video of people working out on it. I jumped into the bright panel and lost lucidity.

but my recall doesn't do them justice. My brain seems... ???... incapable of recalling all the detail of my dreams.

The last one I had was amazing. It spanned what FELT like several generations, but that was only because I relived the story in countless ways in two worlds. The book, Dune (which I'm currently reading) inspired a lot of it.
I was on a desert planet (though not always). I was some random male DC who wanted to propose to his girl. But something always interfered. In the world I was from, it was "normal"- full of life and green. But something always happened to send me to that other barren planet. My girl would be with me. One time, we were walking down a road and were ambushed. I "woke" myself up and was sent to my home world before I could die. But I would have no or very little memory of what happened in the barren world. Every time I was about to propose, I would be sent to the other world. Every time, something bad happened and I nearly died, only to return to my own world with no memory. It was extremely frustrating.
Several times, I was in a Fort of sorts. It was booby-trapped and I was injured in countless ways, only to "wake up" before dying. Some man was pursuing me during most of the dream on the barren world. In the last scene, we were trapped in a room in the Fort. The doors sealed us in. I could see the dart traps and tubes rose from the floor which would release poisonous gasses. But somehow, I lived and the bad guy died. I was able to propose, but we were stuck on the barren world. I knew if I went back to my world, I would forget everything and be doomed to live without her.

Another dream was of the large house I frequently dream about. There were the secret passage tunnels in the floor and this time, I actually used them. I was running from someone and there were others with me. I showed them the tunnels/tubes and sent them through. At one time, I used one myself, but I had to return to the house and the second time I was forced out some other way.
I recall a balcony. I was trapped, so I flew to a nearby rooftop. I laid against the roof, but the bad guy (a young black woman) saw me eventually. She released a dart which went through the building and roof and almost struck me. But I moved at just the right time.
I don't recall how the dream ended.

Early in the evening, I dreamed of driving my van. My oldest son was in the back and someone else (?) was in the front passenger seat. The road was treacherous and I ended up falling off a steep cliff. I realized then, all my kids were in the car with me. I told them all I loved them and that I was sorry. Then, the drivers seat was on the other side and I was directly in front of my oldest son. Our combined weight, made the car tilt to the right and I became terrified of the pain. I screamed that I didn't want the car to land like that. But it did. I marveled that I wasn't in any pain, but it was then that I realized we were all dead.
I woke up.

I also dreamed of being at a movie theater. After the show, I wanted some smokes and food, so hubby and I ordered some. But we had to give our selection to the chef to cook. He said it would be done in an hour and a half and I was greatly annoyed at the delay. He said he was the only person working on Sunday- that they were normally closed. Hubby was surprisingly very patient.
That's all I recall.

this is my first dj entry
I get out of a building with a dc. outside i realize that i am dreaming and i say to the dc . "you know that we are dreaming right?" and then he says "dude are you crazy".
so to prove it to him I take a brick with my telekinisis power and i trow it.
then he looks at me and he says "awesome".
then i felt like flying so i toke off. i was flying around and i found a really small floating island.
i go to the island and i see a big statue of a dragon.
then, I sit in full lotus position and i scream to my subconscious mind "I want more power"
and then the statue of the dragon becomes alive and challenges me to a fight. I accept it.
the golden dragon flys and i follow him. we are flying on a place surrounded by mountains and trees.
firs I trow him a fire ball but nothing happens. then i summon lightning and a lightning falls on him.
i controle the water below him and make it rise and i transported myself under him take his neck and do a suicidal attack
i start descending to the sea and on the right of my dream theres one object to see how bellow the water i am
when ive reached 2 miles i couldn breath anymore so we came to the surface i used earthbending and trowes a huge mountain against him . Then, he said "lets finish this fight you won" we ve returned to the small island and he gave me a gift
he gaved me some golden handcuffs and then i said what are these for" and he replied" those are to help you gain more power" after this i felt the dream fading away and i woked up.
some people say that there are entities in the dream world/plane/realm/universe and that they can give you gifts is it true?

Well, this one didn't really make sense. It was a very long dream, because daytime shifted to nighttime along with a large amount of me walking about, It felt like a day, and I recall every moment of it in complete clarity. I just wish I was lucid. I'm still in school apparently. Summer school, and I was going to my classes and then lunch, which had one of those water ice things to eat. Trying to find my next class with I couldn't. I didn't have my roster. I kept looking and looking, but it is nowhere to be found. Ran into some electronic store in the school, saw a bunch of familiar faces. Outside, someone threw a pack of cards into my back bag trying to not let the other guy know. I gave it back. Some Asian kid spoke to me who I apparently knew in the dream, but I don't. Still trying to find that class, and it became nighttime. I somehow figured that it was another address or another building. Ran into some art school along the way, but that is not what I was looking for. I ran into some interesting people along the way before I woke up.

(PREPARE FOR EXTREMELY WEIRD DREAMS)

My dream recall continues to improve...what memories are there are in near-perfect detail, and I even remember more than one dream, although the second one was very short and came late in the morning.

Dream 1: I was at a gathering of some sort in a large room. Even though it was fairly crowded, it didn't take me long to notice the huge canisters against one of the walls. I walked closer to them, and saw that they were filled with a green, transparent liquid, and a man was sitting Indian-style in the midst of it. He was skinny and totally hairless, plus his skin had taken on a sickly, pale green tone from being in the liquid so long. A tube ran from the back of his head to the bottom of the canister, where a bunch of machinery was.

"What is this?" I muttered to myself.

The man in the liquid opened his eyes and replied:

"I'm being grown into a pickle."

I didn't believe him at first. But there was another such canister next to this one, and the man inside it chimed in:

"It's true."

I ran to find someone who knew what was going on with the men in the canisters. The first person that came to mind was the guy that owned the place, so I talked to him first.

"Excuse me," I began, "do you know what's going on with the men in the canisters back there?"

"They're being grown into pickles, what else?" He replied, as if this were common knowledge. After a moment, he realized I still didn't understand. "You mean...you don't know how pickles are grown? No one ever told you?"

"Told me what?"

He started to walk over to the canisters as he spoke:

"That all the other stories about how pickles are grown are just that--stories. Lies designed to cover up the truth that pickles are grown from humans in canisters like these. The machinery at the base runs the whole thing by connecting to the person inside through the tube at the back. The liquid is what causes the real transformation, though. The machines simply speed things up and make sure it all goes well. The process takes nearly fifty years to complete."

I was shocked.

"Why would people give up their lives for this?" I asked.

"They believe it is a better form of existence." Came the simple reply.

"How the heck is that a better form of existence? That must stink to have to sit down for fifty years straight."

We had reached the canisters by now, and one of the men inside heard me say that, and I guess he agreed.

"You're right!" He exclaimed. "Oh, to get to run again! I've been in here for 25 years...I can't take it any longer! Quick! Get me out!"

The owner of the place protested.

"You can't quit now!"

I didn't listen. I grabbed a nearby crowbar and smashed the canister open. All the liquid poured out, which fried the machine and freed the man inside. He looked more alien than human, but he was alive, and not a pickle, which was good enough for him.

"This can't go on." I told the owner.

I left the building and marched straight to a political gathering. I pushed the speaker aside like he was nothing and took the podium for myself.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here to inform you of a conspiracy."

As I spoke, the dream left first-person and was spectating fields of humans being grown into pickles. All stages of the transformation were visible; the ones that were nearly pickle-ized looked quite creepy.

"It turns out that we have things backwards. Previously, in life as we once knew it, pickles were harvested, and humans were grown. However, I have seen the truth with my own eyes, and it is not that way. The truth is, that pickles are grown, and humans are being harvested--yes, humans are being harvested as pickles through a transformation chamber that is neither right nor pleasant. I would inform you..."

I was knocked out by the cops, then.

When I came back to, there was green transparent liquid all around me. I could feel a tube attached to the back of my head. When I reached out, I could feel glass only a couple feet away from me. And outside, I could see the owner of that building I began in. My skin was pale. My arms were woefully skinny. I knew exactly what they had put me in. I tried to break out, but couldn't...

Then I woke up. It probably would have been a kind of creepy dream if the thing people were being turned into wasn't pickles

Dream 2: There was a celebration going on in China that had achieved world-wide attention. It was a celebration of McDonald's anniversary, and it was completely led and organized by a 10-year old girl. I wasn't physically present, but I was seeing an interview with the kid on Discovery Channel. She explained to the news guy how she had organized everything and who was doing what and how it was possible, and then showed him the floats of the parade, the most prominent of which was a play on the chinese dragon where a whole bunch of people stand beneath it and walk around with it over their heads. Rather than a long dragon, it was a float that looked like a chain of hamburgers.

Weird, right? Pickles as a dream sign, I mean. Hamburgers have pickles on them, and the first dream had pickles...so that seems to be the common element with my dreams last night. No idea why.

The earliest I can remember is trying to fit in and out of a "space station" thats on earth in astronaut gear and talking about how I'm gonna have a real problem with claustrophobia. Later I'm cave scuba diving with A, D and C. We have cool masks that enable us to talk and we're squeezing through these tight crevices with our oxygen tanks scraping and eventually we swim into a cavern where we can surface but it only has the one underwater entrance. The dream is amazingly vivid and despite my fear I'm really enjoying it. We swim back, the caves are lit with underwater lighting and the contrast and colors are awesome. We surface on a wooden jetty that is built for scuba divers. As we're leaving Ross and Nick are going in the opposite direction coming from a scuba class in a pool. They seem impressed that I was in the caves. Later I'm back in the caves with them (could have been a later dream cycle)

I wake up at 7am take the kids to school and go to have a nap at 8am since I'm really sick and off work today. I try to wild and get really close but I wake up every time my body does weird stuff (noises etc.) Eventually I fall asleep and dream about playing soccer at the italian club, apparently Sias from 5fm is gonna show up. One of the guys headers a ball and it looks unnatural so I realize I'm dreaming, I do a nose pinch and my consciousness shifts to my real body (I'm not counting this as it was too short)

PART 1 - DAY9

Starcraft 2 Day9 commentary, something about Mutalisks... real life story behind it...

ANALYSIS

Triggered by a comment on the DV forums about Day9 that I made shortly before bed.

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PART 2 - ZEN FOR BROTHER

My brother sees a commercial on TV for a Zen meditation program. It advertises increased productivity, he seems interested.

ANALYSIS

A manifestation of my feeling that my brother doesn't spend his time productively. I don't think it would catch his attention IRL.

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PART 3 - HARNESSES IN THE SKY

With mom and brother... high in the sky, like "top of a mountain" height... in harnesses suspended by cables. Sin (internet personality) teaches how use them properly. Scary and unpleasant.

ANALYSIS

A metaphor for a sense of risk... possibly some sort of preparation leading into "taking the fearful way" below.

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PART 4 - THE IMPENETRABLE PYRAMID

Playing Starcraft, losing to Zerg... there is a pyramid on the map, it's out of place, doesn't belong in the game... it's glowing a neon light purple, possibly pink. It's supposedly "impenetrable."

I hit it (suddenly I'm physically "inside" the game), and a wall caves in. I enter, it's dark, like a tomb to explore.

A giant skeleton statue lifts me off the ground ("telekinetically"), and pulls me flying up toward it.

Next there is a small bedroom... there are old clothes. The previous occupants are long gone, years and years ago.

To get to a narrow closet in the corner, I have to go around behind the bed - and giant sheets which take up half the room - which would be a difficult position to escape from if I had to... but I take the fearful way at each point.

The closet has 2 doors, one leads to next room. There are more clothes left behind, hanging on the closet hook. I look through them, check each one out, the colors.

Suspenders? Old country clothes, possibly farmer clothes...

ANALYSIS

Impenetrable pyramid - represents lucid dreaming, seems almost impossible, a glass wall, trapped in routine. The neon purple/pink represents excitement, emotional stimulation of going outside the norm.

Telekinetic statue - key factor is the sense of flight, reminds me of old childhood dreams.

Old bedroom, old country clothes - a return to my roots, re-experiencing familiar dream sensations from childhood. I remember dreams involving clothes coming to life from back then... this is the reason for the clothes, their oldness is an expression of how long ago I experienced these things.

Fearful way at each point - beginnings of lucidity, semi-conscious decision making!

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PART 5 - JEE AND KEE

Driving with Jee and Kee afterward, I tell them about the whole experience of breaking in and exploring super enthusiastically. I end with "yeah, it was quite a dream"... they don't respond, silent, then they start talking about something else.

Later, walking with them through a jungle area, I see this big (4-5 feet tall) colorful (mainly red, with others mixed) bird with shaggy feathers trying to jump upside down and catch a branch with its feet from the ground.

I say that I like the colors, Kee says the name of bird.

ANALYSIS

Ignored - probably just literal.

Jungle and bird - an expression of my focus on color earlier.

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PART 6 - TEACHER EMAILS

Class, teacher (50s, grey hair and beard, glasses, like "Durant") asks the class for their emails. He hands out sheets of paper for each student to write them on. I'm conscious that the girl sitting beside me might see mine.

One more seat over, "bioking" (email) guy who is obsessed w/chemistry. Mine has "king" in it as well, possibly also something to do w/bio...

ANALYSIS

Was "bioking" another dreamer? Everyone in the class? Have I been enrolled in some sort of "dream school"?

Taking my email - perhaps this part of my mind wanting to "keep in contact"...

Debating, in the analysis portion of these entries, whether to leave ambiguity ("this is possibly an expression of that") or to be more firm ("this means that, period.") Tried more firmness this time, will continue to experiment.

Also, with so much more remembered, it's necessary to write more in point form.

I used the voice recorder for the first time last night, and WOW. HUGE impact. This thing is KEY. Very interested to see how its use will develop over time...

after about a week of trying, I had my first dose of lucidity yesterday night
But still got a long way to go to perfect it!

I was having this long and vivid non-lucid dream. There was this huge function at my old school, sort of looked like a graduation ceremony. I saw a few of my friends there, and some friends from college, who hadnt studied at my school.. but nothing struck as unusual.

I was in this lobby, and suddenly I saw my ex-girlfriend walkin in the front door.
Our relationship had ended somewhat tumultously, so I didn't wanna run into her.. So I walked on in the lobby and see an elevator and walk into it. But dammit she also manages to get in and we see each other, and we both smile.
and at that moment I notice how beautiful she looked. Trust me, she looked more heavenly than ever, and the dream was so vivid I can still recall that face.

Anyway, at this moment I became lucid, dont exactly remember how.. I was looking into her beautiful face and I was thinking "God! I'm dreaming!"
Soon, the dream started to fade as the realization set in.. I didnt want it to end, I tried to stabilize the dream but it didnt seem to be working.. I guess I got scared that I would lose my girl if I thought about it as a dream, and i let my mind go and soon slipped into a non-lucid dream... which involved me having feelings for her again, just like old days, even stronger, and eventually the two of us hugging and kissing,,
and when I woke up in the morning after the dream I was like "God! I LOVE her!!"

I'm happy I got to experience some amount of lucidity, but also sad after seeing my ex-gf.. I'm hoping the dream doesn't mean anything, cause our relationship had gotten so complicated before we finally broke up, and going back to it would only worsen things..

My family and I were vacationing in Hawaii and staying with friends of the family who I didn't recognize. They were two brothers and one was named Burt. The house had no windows (I remember it being unusually dark as well), ugly brown shag carpet and wood panel walls. It seemed more like a basement but I never left the house so I couldn't tell. As you entered the house you had the living room, straight ahead was a bedroom the far right corner had a hallway, the bathroom and another bedroom. I don't recall seeing a Kitchen.

For some reason I spent a lot of time alone in the house while my family would come and go. At one point everyone was back at the house eating dinner and I was angry about something and began arguing with everyone. I stormed off into the bedroom connected to the living room. Burt came after me and at first he was angry at me and threw a glass bowl he was holding at the ground. I remember it smashed and something sticky splashed on me. At first I thought he was going to hit me but instead he grabs me and we kiss. I felt a very strong connection to him at that moment, almost like I was in love with him.

A moment later we break apart and two adults (who I believe were suppose to be his parents) came in and told us we couldn't do this here, which I thought was weird because we were both grown adults, they also told me I had to leave. So I was getting ready to leave when someone told me I couldn't leave unless I got an item from each member of my family that was important to them. I remember collecting something from 3 of them. My sister was kneeling over a chest taking things out of it, she looked like she did as a child (maybe 12). I told her about my problem and she seemed reluctant to give me anything. After fiddling with a box in her hand she opens it up and spills the contents of it onto the floor. Taking an eraser from the pile she hands it to me. Next I somehow end up on a hot air balloon with my brother. I remember watching a beautiful sunset and telling my brother about my problem. He seemed very concerned and hands me a balloon he was holding. For some reason it felt like he was handed me something he cherished greatly and I felt touched by the gesture.

After that I remember being back in the house. My father is lying on a fold out couch in the living room. I tell him about my problem and he kind of laughs it off. After a moment he hands me something (I don't believe it was anything that exists in the real world). He says he got a new one so I can have it. As I turn around Burt passes me to leave, I remember his facial features changed drastically as I watched and I didn't seem to be bothered by it at the time.

After that I remember I was packed and ready to leave. I was standing alone in the living room when the door opens and everyone rushes in carrying two men. One I didn't recognize but the other is Burt. Neither of them are moving and they start trying to resuscitate the one I didn't recognize. I remember standing over them anxious to know what happened but all I remember is someone saying that he hasn't been breathing for 30 minutes and their was nothing they could do, but they keep trying to help him anyway. I look over at Burt whose face changed again and now is wearing glasses. He opens his eyes and smiles at me. I have this feeling that he is dying and start to cry begging for someone to help him because I love him.

Everyone ignores me and a moment later I wake up.

My Interpretation

I remember someone mentioning that seeing someone change faces could mean that you feel like someone in your life is being two faced. I didn't recognize nor do I know anyone named Burt, but I read that you shouldn't focus on what the person looks like but rather how they make you feel. The feeling I got when I was around him reminding me of my boyfriend so it may be that Burt was suppose to be my boyfriend and maybe I feel he is not being completely honest with me. I don't believe this is true, but maybe I am not seeing things as they really are.

Seeing my sister as a child could mean that I have some childhood regrets on my mind, or perhaps I wish to return to a time with no responsibility. It could also mean that I see my sister as immature and needing to grow up. This I am really not sure of.

The balloon(s) I believe have some significants. I know a balloon can symbolize a feeling of things spiraling out of control, but it can also signify a goal I am trying to reach. On top of that a hot air balloon can suggest that it is time I overcome some depression or obstacle in my life. Though I feel like the lighthearted atmosphere and the gift from my brother might give it a different meaning, but I can't imagine what.

I don't know what the ending might mean, if anything. Maybe someone can give me some insight?