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Last night i finaly managed to get my 4th lucid dream after long break!

I used to do reality checks everyday and got no results, but this night somehow i was thinking that something is wrong about my surroundings... So i just thought "Wait a minute!" and yes i just got lucidity, i got exited as usually

So what i decided to do first was to reality check. I knew i was dreaming so why would i do RC?!

Cause i never did RC in a dream so i never knew how i would look like

So i tryed to push my thinger through my palm... And i was always thinking it would go through just like in to the hole or something. But in my surprise it was streching my hand like it was a gum, like sticky thing and is very flexible

So ye, was kinda nice doing RC in dream (FINALY IN DREAM NOT RL )

But after spending some time doing RC in dream, i got scared thought about some scary things, like someone was catching me and i was running...

I knew that nothing wrong can happen to me, since i had previous expieriance with scary lucid, so i could simple close my ice in dream and scream to wake up, but i didn't, i wanted to spend some more time in dream, but ye, i woke up.

But i am still glad that i had my 4th lucid dream.

I don't know if any of you have that strange feeling, like i am in dream and i am lucid, and i scream or yell something loudly and i think that my girlfriend can here me in RL, like i was talking while i am asleep, but this time i knew i was sleeping and i was contacting my girlfirend

07.01.2013

Avoiding Saddler and Escaping To the Ocean (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

First of all, this was quite a scary dream because I was trapped in a room for a while, and it took some creativity and a lucky distraction to get away from Saddler, the main villain in Resident Evil 4.

There are maybe 2-3 resets in this dream, and there were other dreams mixed into them I believe. The first thing I can remember is simply being inside of a tool shed made of gray bricks and a decent rooftop.

I go inside, thinking Saddler wouldn't find me there, but I left the door open, and he slowly prepares himself to come in. He takes a peek to see if I'm there, and I'm pretty sure he knows I'm there. For this part of the dream before the reset, it was because I was afraid of what he would do to me that made me shift into another dream.

Before the dream goes into a reset at that same event, I'm in a first person player dream where I'm holding a gun and I'm running around randomly. I'm listening to someone showing another person how to prepare their gun.

He screams out,

"Lift your Arm!"

"Hold!"

"Shoot"

The person practicing this was doing the same procedure stated to him, and I was confused on what he meant by "Hold," so I looked at the person and saw they cocked their gun and I did the same.

I noticed when I was doing this, I get a more detailed version of the gun, and I see #1 and #2 near the holding base of the gun. I decided to press number 2 since 1 was already pressed.

I hold my arm up, cocked the gun, but I didn't want to shoot. I just repeated the process until I realized I had a different gun. Now I'm shifted back to that same dream I mentioned of me trying to escape Saddler.

This time, the dream shift skips whatever I did to get out of the dead-end situation I set myself up for with Saddler. The area around me was an island and the borders for this section of the island had light gray bricks that pretty vivid for something that would just be a filler in a dream like this.

The surface I'm standing on is a trailing path of pure brown dirt with green grass left and right. There's randomly generated trees spaced out maybe 10 feet from each other, but if I remember correctly, there were maybe 2-5 trees overall on this section of the island. The sky above is blue and has little clouds, and it feels likes a tropical environment.

It feels kind of awkward to have this nice little paradise of an island with evil lurking within in. So I aimed my weapon that's now a grappling gun to the roof of castle-like structure 20 feet away from me.

I think I'm going to miss, but the grapple just extends a bit further probably to ensure that I get a hold on to something at least. So I shifted my gun downwards a bit and now the grapple is in place. I thought I had to manually climb up, but apparently the grappling gun does an automatic pull for me...sweet!

So I immediately take a right and head for the sandy beach and find that the water stretching god knows how long. The water is a turquoise type of color that's a bit more on the green side, like pastel green, except a little darker and a bit more yellow to give it a limey kind of color.

There's a submarine with its top exposed, and I realize I'm riding a balloon like mini submarine. Things are going fairly well for me, and my worries of the balloon like structure popping from sharp objects is eliminated, which allows me to speed up to follow the older man who I believe helped me escape from Saddler.

I wanted to go into the submarine since the old man was apparently going for it, but he moved forward instead, and I clearly shifted my vehicle to the right. I'm keeping a pretty steady pace, maybe 30 feet away from him, but now I'm shifted to the right, and I think I plan to go on my own into a even DEEPER ocean that's right UNDER this one.

That's all I remember for that one.

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07.01.2013

Bacteriophages Infecting The House (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a house, and basically, there are brown bacteriophages that are about as small as my pinky, maybe smaller than that, infecting this random house I'm in.

I'm trying my best to avoid them because someone told me that they can cause your memory to degree. They weren't really affecting me, or at least I didn't feel as if they were after me, but I started to get paranoid because they grew by the number at random places in the house.

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07.01.2013

Running Away from White Tiger With Black Stripes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's this female that I'm close to in this very cold area completely saturated with snow.

There's not much I can remember from this, but I do remember saying something to her, and then I was trying to run away from her.

She transforms into a white tiger with black stripes, and while I'm trying my best to get the hell away from her, I think I'm saying some cruel things at her along with someone else running away from her.

The other person does most of the insulting, and I realized that these insults I'm giving to her are petty and just completely disrespectful. I'm pretty sure she was someone good to talk with, but I don't know that triggered this negativity.

She comes at me fast in her tiger mode, and I'm now in this weird position where I'm controlling my dream body to run away from her, but I also have vision to see what's behind me.

She's just coming at me with all her might, and I'm barely able to keep up a faster pace than her.

I noticed the glacier and icy areas I'm passively acknowledging as I'm going maybe 60 mph or even 70 mph, possibly in an animal transformation of my own, are starting to crack.

But we're going so fast, it doesn't even matter.

I can't remember much after that.

Then there's this other dream I had where my father reads my text messages and what's on my computer, and I don't want him to know I have a girlfriend. He seems to be a bit passive, but I still quickly take back my phone and laptop away from him.

It is the day. I'm with another man I do not recognize and we are running away from some people. We are on the street and see a house in ruins and decided to hide in there. Inside the men feel that we are pursuing are getting closer and start looking for a solution. I see a hole in the ground and below me to look inside. I see that this hole will give a lower floor repair but also that the passage is too narrow for passing them to me. Nevertheless feel fear because our pursuers are closer. i get into the hole and try to pass. When I realize that I can not start to try to kick from the cement and widen the hole. I literally every kick, I hear the loud noise in my ears and also its echo. I look at the street and see one of the men we're pursuing. He has short hair and big beard to do. Has a dirty face and body, typical of a man who was in a fight. Seeing it increases my fear, feel the adrenaline to join my muscles. Do nothing now I became that man. I go to the house and look at the hole. My companions arrived now. They ask, "Where are they?" And I point to the hole. When looking to see that as there could not dig down, dug to the side until you find the ventilation and thus reached the lower floor.
I am again. Me and my friend are in a sort of hospital and there I remember the beginning and tell you that we have to be careful because this place is haunted. This was a madhouse and something happened. Many people died here and so we have to be careful not happen in the same. While you say that I am terrified but does not want to show. We started walking through the halls. I see trash on the floor, all messy. You do not see anyone here but in the middle of the hallway are some stretchers but empty. We turned to the left and entered a hallway and darker as we enter there will now repair it is full of people. Nurses, doctors, patients. As the hospital was operating normally. But moreover also notice that I am now a woman. This experience is perhaps a leap in time and is now reliving the memory of someone.
I'm talking to a nurse about patients and so the conversation just take a look around me. Repair the light coming from the windows, flowers and plants that decorate the room. I hear the noise of people talking and feel that everyone there is busy. I'll come back to me and I leave the room and go to the street. On the street against a football field equal to that my old school has. In the field are some kids playing baseball and start talking with a man who is there. He seems to be the coach and ask them to give me a lesson because I am one of the best players. Caught at bat and give some shots.
But alas I turn back and say that this is not my sport but basketball. He sends me a ball into the hands and start to dribble a bit. But something happened now I am a boy again. I'm playing but I feel that the ball is not very good and should be in the competition. I see a guy there that this also fails to play a launch and I'll try too. Before launching the ball I hear people talking that I'll fail but to hear it so I want to prove them wrong and throw the ball but to my surprise it failed. Beginning to dribble the ball to the foot of the coach and even that hard to do this. I feel that the ball does not jump well and that I have to hit too hard. I tell the coach that the ball is broken but he did not believe me. I drop the ball on the ground usually to show you because that's how you test a ball and show him that the ball is not even good.
I leave the field and go to the foot of a wall. That wall as the field is equal to my old school but here's an entry that does not exist in my real life. I notice that my dog ​​(who died a few years ago) but there is a Luna has puppies. There are some people around her will decide which puppy to take and then I get. I say they are all beautiful but I prefer the one with the blue hair. I look to the side and there he is, the dog just imagine.
Woke up.

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04.01.2013

Akashic Records Reading Real or Fake? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember that I'm inside of a hallway where things are quiet but peaceful. There's a very big book in front of me, and the exterior is a brown color while the pages are slightly yellow.

The room was a little dark, but there was a window right above me that was conveniently placed right behind the book so that I could easily read it. I couldn't remember the first pages of this book, and I probably wouldn't have been able to decipher them if I wanted to.

So as I'm going through more pages, I finally noticed something comprehensible. For some reason, that page came out to me, like it tore out on its own or something like that. It stated about me having a 53% of something, and by doing these actions, I would an augmentation leading towards that event being more probable and in my favor.

It was kind of hard to bear at first, and I don't really recall embracing the magnificence of the Akashic Records, probably because I felt I was in the lower levels of my own Records. The paper showed a graph somewhere on the right, and then there's a table that shows actions I can take that gives me a certain percentage if I accomplish them.

Then I had this mentality where it was Thursday of next week I believe, or maybe Thursday that already passed for this week. But to be practical, I'm going to presume the dream or astral scenario was for the week coming up after this dream journal entry.

So if I wanted to be in the clear for the event to be in my favor I had to get at least 10% to make it 63%.

With the options below on the table, it seemed I had a pretty good chance in making this happen. After realizing this, it gives me a sense of relief, but I'm still not sure if this was simulated or not.

Then the whole experience starts go into dream like qualities, and I see random people like Nick from Young and the Restless, so now as I'm typing this, the Akashic Records reading was either:

- Real, but I dozed off and got the experienced intertwined with a random dream

-Simulated along with the random dream

- Real, but how I conceptualize it was associated with how I analyze dreams.

Now the dream shifts where I'm planning out some of the activities on the paper that's torn out (this was obviously a simulation or something, because I don't recall your own pages actually being able to be ripped off or being able to be torn out.

It was mostly things related to college, and then it felt like it was Friday, and I didn't have any kind of awareness on any percentage increase. I felt my time here was limited, and that things would start crashing down for me.

Going into this self-induced pit of negative emotions, I start to phase out of my planning, if I had one, and I can't recall the rest of this experience.

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04.01.2013

Trying to Call My Father (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside a house I'm currently residing for the New Years break, and I find myself trying to call my father. The phone starts blanking out pretty frequently, which irritates me.

My father picks up sometimes, but most of the time I can't even hear him at all. I didn't bother to check if the phone volume was on mute, but I didn't really want to do anything but to call him.

The house itself has the kitchen light turned on and the T.V. on the left is on as well I believe.

There's someone wearing an orange shirt and brown leggings or velour pants in the house that starts becoming annoying after a while and starts screaming, and I'm not sure if it's at me or my father.

But when she's screaming, I hear the response from my phone. I get confused, and I can't remember what happens after that.

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04.01.2013

Weird Creature & Dave Chappelle (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a creature consisting of orange and a slightly green tentacle. It's as small as a human fist, and it's moving around like crazy where I'm too scared to do anything.

Dave Chappelle randomly comes into this dream, and I'm trying to throw a ball at the creature, but Dave catches it with his butt cheeks. He starts going random mode on me, and I'm trying to look the other way before things go into the shitter for this dream.

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04.01.2013

Kaomea PMs me (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Kaomea PMs stating that I could PM her every now and then.

Huh?

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04.01.2013

Alyzarin makes me Respond Quickly (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Alyzarin wants me to respond to a thread with preset responses, and I do it quickly because she says it to me in a rush.

I thought I created the thread, which was something related to putting what describes you as a tag or something, but it seems Erii created it before me.

After reading my reply the second time, I felt this didn't really describe me. Then some random user below me with a Kid Goku picture for his avatar stated how he was going to describe himself, but I pretty much took part of what he was.

A lot of people liked this, and I feel confused on what I actually did to "steal" part of his identity in the first place. I felt guilty either way, and then as I'm scrolling up to see who liked it, I saw Kaomea and 6 other people liked it.

I was still speculating what I did wrong, and I felt guilty....lol...guilty over people who liked something that basically makes me look like the bad guy.


I turned to Alyzarin and told her that she shouldn't have made me do that, and she instant messages me with (paraphrasing here):

"I tend to do that a lot, get used to it."


Huh???????????????

This dream so random and incomprehensible to piece together.

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04.01.2013

Don't Bold, Italicize, or Underline! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It's pretty much the whole dream; someone tells me not to bold, italicize, and underline.

It wasn't like that exactly, she made a blog post on how "Brandon" is violating the Terms of Service by doing these actions. Then she goes on to ramble on and on and on and on.

Then I looked at the comments that seemed automated and a bunch of one-liners. Then after speculation, I realized this whole blog post was a bunch of BULL, and this didn't make sense AT ALL.

Could've done a reality check, but nope.

This dream had to do more with a pack ofwolves and a pack of dangerous wild cats. I believe the Wild cats were cougars (no pun there).

I don't remember much of the beginning, however I do remember a huge portion of the latter half. I was standing outside of a truck on my home property, when somebody lets the cougars out, and they run into the long grass. Both the cougars and the wolves each had an Alpha male, and alpha female, two juveniles, and a young one. After the cougars ran into the long grass the wolves then jumped out of the truck (out of their own segregated part of the truck ) and they started going in a separate direction. However the juveniles and the young one ended up following the same path as the cougars, and then a large howl was heard in the distance.

The alpha female looks toward the long grass and she yelped, as a way to tell them to come back quickly. This is where things began to get crazy, and scary. And the young one began to run back out of a longgrass, but I could foresee what was about to happen, so I started heading towards the deck and towards the house. As anticipated, the cougars began rushing out of the long grass in pursuit of the wolves, and I knew that the cougars were too dangerous to hang around, so I had to get to the house quickly.

At this point, my dream began to be motivated by fear, for as I stepped into the porch and watched as they got closer, I remember there was a humongous gap in the screen door, and I knew that it was only a matter of time before a cougar would realize and because the screen door to attack me and so I had to scurry into the actual house.

In the process of wolf almost made it inside the house but I decided to close the door and lock it, as I stood and watched in the porch. I also realized, almost too late, there was a gigantic tarantula spider in the porch that I left there in a box which was sitting right behind me what I was standing in the porch.

As I also looked out on the animals, I looked at the spider in the box in the porch, and I realized how grotesque it was, with the creepy exoskeleton, and spines on its back that were moving.

As I watched, I remembered that there was a slug worm, that was large, flat,green, and had large teeth, roaming free in the kitchen. As I saw it, I ran away in fear, into the middle room .

It was at this point that I woke up.

Using this topic to write a few of my dreams down from the last 2 months.

11/2/12- Gay friend
I am at a friend's wedding and the best man comes up to me. I know this guy to be very wealthy, and I have known him for a long time. We talk for a bit, then he tries kissing me. I push away, telling him I am not gay. I hear news that he is dead days later.

11/2/12- Godfather fighting arena
Don't quite remember. Only thing that comes to mind is a big dirt track, in which me and someone else are fighting with guns. Appears to be right outside a huge mansion. Third person dream.
Vague dream involving a me and a stranger fighting each other with guns while driving on a big dirt track. I recall seeing a giant mansion overlooking the track. It was a third person dream that felt more like a crazy movie than an actual dream experience.

11/3/12- Caught my dad cheating on his wife :/
I go to visit my dad at his place of employment (His dream location, he does not work there IRL). It appears to be an office job, seeing as there were cubicles everywhere. I looked everywhere for my dad but couldn't find him. I heard a noise coming from outside a window and saw a rather unpleasant sight. My dad was in the process of having an affair with some woman from his work outside. She was propped against a car and dad was taking her from behind. I quickly looked away and sat down crying because I never would have expected my dad to do such an awful thing to my mom.

11/3/12- Parents divorce
My mom finds out about what my dad has done and they end up splitting. I try to keep them together by telling them they should try to work through, but it was all for nothing. My mom ends up getting custody of me and my brother, and my dad is basically left with nothing. He leaves the home a broken man and me and my brother were left feeling awful for what had happened.

11/10/12- Famous dude in town
Someone famous was in town. I lived in a really small town, no more than 200 people, and this celebrity is visiting because he was born there. I remember going outside of my mobile home and seeing the celebrity down the road. I'm like "cool, it is just another guy." I then went back inside and the dream got creepy. I picked up my pillow from my bed and it was stuffed with bees and ants. I of course drop it and run like a little girl. As I leave the house Slender comes up to my face and I wake up.

11/10/12- "Fun" at the arcade --Dream edit. WTF is that supposed to mean?!

11/13/12- Secret room in the mansion
I was exploring a mansion when I found a secret room behind a huge painting. The room was not very big, only about 15x15 feet. It seemed cozy enough though with a stove a table, and a robot. I also saw this beautiful chandelier above the table. Oh yeah, did I mention the robot? He started telling me a story about how he was created. The man who made him hid him away in this secret room to keep him from the evil designers of the castle. It was only meant to be temporary, but sadly the creater of the robot slipped and died on wet concrete outside the castle. He was paved over and his dead body is still mixed deep into the walkway outside the castle to this day. The robot took the liberty of showing me where the man had fallen. I could see no record of him being in there, but the thought alone was sad.

11/14/12- I was talking to Randy D. about AWANA. I was on this hill at a camp I went to a few times, and then out of nowhere I hear a sound. Coming from over the hill came a bunch of Indians, some with guns, some with blowdarts. One yelled through a bullhorn that the end is near. I run for the camp at full speed, trying to hide. I tell everyone else to run, but I just try to find a hiding spot.

11/16/12- Failed non lucid sex in 2 different dreams.

11/17/12- Assumptions
I was hanging around a 12 year old girl playing games but people around me start assuming I am doing bad things to her. I try to defend myself, but nobody seems to want to listen to me.

11/17/12- Mocking
My brother laughs at my failures while I play a video game. It appeared to be a racing game, but I got myself into quite the car crash. I was unable to recover.

11/17/12- Calvin and Hobbes cancelled??
I know this cartoon strip is long gone, but this was the center of the dream. I hear news on tv that the famous cartoon strip got cancelled by the author, and I take the news badly. The guy who made it happened to live on my street, so I talked to him about how his comic has touched so many people and a lot of people love his work. I convince him not to stop making it, and he makes a television broadcast explaining that someone on his street showed him just how much people love his work, and that he was just so touched. He said that he swears he will never make the comic again, no matter who wants him to.

4 years later and I am not 100% certain this is the same dream. The world is in a mass panic: Fires, chaos, people turned evil, anarchy. One of the worst of the worst people was crucifying people in a mall parking lot. I know the guy as a Christian from a few years back in the dream. I end up getting caught and put on the cross. I start reasoning with the guy and eventually he allows me to leave. His friends tried to stone me but he stopped them just in time. He distracts them as I make my way out of there. I see some more of his followers and they start acting like I'm their friend. They decide to try to help me, but I am cautious. The dream continued on to a fight with some monsters in a huge castle but I have forgotten the details of that part unfortunately.

11/25/12- Keno
Parents were playing a 4-player variant of keno, I volunteered to play, but they said it wouldn't work with only 3 people.

11/27/12- Choices for homes
My parents make me a deal. I can get either of two homes. They both cost $350/month, and they would belong 100% to me. I just have to decide which house I like better. I was faced with a 2 story fixer upper, or a really nice, small mobile home. I have to literally crawl at some points to get around on the inside of the houses, because for some reason I had a problem with movement and the hallways were narrow. I was considering the small mobile home when my mom yelled at me to choose the larger one. I ended up with the larger home.

11/27/12- Leadership role at church
I am only 17 years old, but I distinctly remember being in a nonexistent part of our church that was located next to where the bathrooms are now. I was leading a high school group, but I never did any work. There were 2-3 other adult helpers, and I just got them to do the work. I then walked out of the room, and saw a teen boy and girl run into a room together and lock the door. Knowing myself, you can probably guess what they were up to. I then went down the hall, and saw many rooms, and people in each one. They looked like sex rooms, like a girl in each one that would do you sexual favors for free. They were there by choice, not by being forced.

12/5/12- Went to camp!
I have had a few of these kinds of dreams. Just out of nowhere, on the day camp starts we decide to go, unprepared, hoping for the best. Apparently I almost missed going to the beach because I had to study for something.

12/7/12- Powers, grandpa dies
I do not remember a whole lot from this dream, but it has impacted me a lot.
I visit my grandparents every Tuesday, and sometimes it just gets boring and irritating, and I suppose I just got kind of sick of it.
In the dream, I was kind of grumpy, and not having that great of a time at my grandparents house, then we just kind of left without really saying goodbye. Next thing I knew my grandfather had died. It really hit me hard, since I left him on bad spirits. The last time I had seen him, and it was like I didn't even care. I didn't want to believe that he could just pass away whenever. Later in the dream I was talking to people about powers and stuff that I had. I remember seeing someone levitate above the ground, and I said I have been able to do that all my life. I breathed in, and I jumped in the air. I soared forward until I ran out of breath. I then fell to the floor. The guy talks to me and tells me that it is all a matter of holding your breath. It has nothing to do with control, powers, etc. Just hold your breath, and jump. It was cool to finally hear an explanation on my flying abilities in my dreams.

12/11/12- Went picking Jalapeno-cherries, got in the way of someone, then started picking broccoli.
12/11/12- Visited the newspaper place I used to work at, someone was parked in back stuffing their van with thick papers.

12/14/12- Secret B&B mansion
This is a dream that spread over a few days, perhaps even weeks. I am assuming I just had a few dreams about it in the same night.
I remember hearing about a mansion with many secrets tucked away inside. I heard someone was plotting something vile and my family just had to know what they were up to.
I went with my parents as they spent time with the owners of this establishment, meanwhile I was getting into some trouble. I remember getting a tour of the place, but most of the time in the beginning was spent in one room. There was a very fancy dining room table in the middle of the room my parents and the owner of the mansion had dinner over. I sat in a corner and played a gambling game involving cards and a magician's hat. I listened in on their conversations and everything sounded right, but there was just something wrong. I looked over my shoulder and saw a door in the next room over open, and there was like a toybox with stuff coming out of it. I stood up, walked over to the door, and was just about to look in, when someone stops me from behind. He tells me I must be 'one of them' to use their stuff. I do not quite understand. The next meeting time comes, and we come to the same room. They flip the table over and it turns into this big royal pool table. It looks really neat, and the four of us start playing, but for some reason they kick me out and I go back to my gambling game. I end up making a few bucks, but my parents leave without me noticing. I look outside the door and see a dresser in front of that curious room. A man comes up behind me and says that I must be part of 'the brotherhood' in order to have a room here. I ask what that entitles. He tells me that the brotherhood is basically a family that helps each other, cares for one another, and does not want to see another harmed. They do their daily chores, but in return get freedom and friendship. I for some reason want to move out of my current house, and see this place as a really cool thing. I ask to join the brotherhood and they give me a room. I see into the room next to mine and inside is a teenage boy with a computer and a bed. He just kind of welcomes me to the brotherhood without leaving his bed. I go to my room practically leaping for joy as I can now have my freedoms.

I can do whatever I want on the computer whenever I want, I can go whenever I please. I have near to no responsibilities. Time-skip a few hours. I am now downstairs. This is a large room, probably about a 30 foot roof. There is a really nice marble counter with dimmed lights. The kitchen is inaccessible to the normal person living there, but the maids and workers and butlers can access freely. I see 3 people standing around, and someone calls out that it is bedtime. One of the girls gives the maid who was in the kitchen a hug and starts bawling because she has to sleep. It isn't that she doesn't want to sleep, it is just that she does not want to be alone. I feel much sorrow as I see this girl crying, just at the thought of not seeing her friends for a few hours. This scene starting from when the time-skip happened replays, and I end up going to bed. The next morning is here, and I am already outside on the porch, with all the other residents beside me. I decide that this is not the place for me, this place is designed to house: the Lonely, the homeless, the orphaned, the broken. I had a home, both parents, and everything else I could need. These people had nothing. I didn't have the right to live there. I saw many teens standing around. They say we can take a walk, play in the yard, etc. We were free to do whatever we wanted. They had just one rule at this point though. Let the ladies go out first. If a lady leaves, then we must wait 5 minutes before we can leave. So a few women leave, then it goes for 3-4 minutes with nobody leaving the building. Just as it is about to hit 5 minutes, another girl walks out. I start talking amongst the guys about how this one girl Cheyenne looks cute. I stare at her from across the huge yard. I start thinking about her, then the dream soon ends.

12/16/12- Celebs are in town!
This all took place in what felt like an abandoned mobile home park. I remembered spending time with some celebrities, which if I remember right were Demi Lovato, Selena Gomez, and Miley Cyrus. I felt as if it was just last week I had so much fun with these three, just hanging out, being friends. They promise they'd return one day and they finally do. I see them and we meet up and sneak into this abandoned mobile home. Inside is the motherload. Alcohol and drugs of many kinds. It was a loser's paradise. The place just looked like a wreck. There was nobody else inside, so we just kinda enjoyed our stay. We all did drugs and drunk a bit but I was not really too much in favor of it. The dream ended up with sexy time with one of the celebrities.

12/21/12- Bible study strangeness
I do not remember much. I just remember this huge lion thing. It seemed like it was a dude in a costume or something, and it licks the back of my neck. Our group has dinner, and then this thing transforms into this huge worm, eats the leader of the study, then shows himself to be a demon king.

12/22/12- Lucid- "Hey DC How do you know me?"
I realized I was dreaming at the beginning of the dream. I asked myself what I should do and the first thing to come to mind is ask all the people around me how they met me, or how I knew them. I was in a restaurant and saw some people I recognized, but many I didn't know. I came up to Mario and asked him about our first meeting each other and he said it was a Christmas service at our church. I talked with another older couple and they said they didn't know me. I talked with another person who went in depth on how they knew me. Successful experiment.

12/22/12- Lucid- Sneaking into my neighbor's house...
Okay, I was a little pervy on this one. I was at my house and had the bright idea to meet up with my neighbor across the way. I sneak across the street and behind her house. I go into the window and in her room. She is barely dressed. I start talking to her and she doesn't seem to find this strange. The house seems kind of nice and they seemed pretty well-off. I give her a hug just because it was nice to see her, and she kinda gives me a strange look. I wonder what is wrong and she tells me she probably would have given me a hug willingly had I asked. So I then asked and she gave me another hug. I thought I heard one of her parents coming closer and I panicked causing the dream to end.

12/26/12- I'm sharing the details of a movie I recently watched with some children from AWANA

12/26/12-At a restaurant with family. Someone comes up and starts complaining about their incorrect Figis order. (My parents used to work at Figis)

12/28/12- Thrift store
Me and my family walk up to a thrift store. I forget why we came, but I ended up talking to the guy who owned the place for a while. There was some cool stuff there. He had his kid with him. After a while, my family started to help move stuff out as people bought items. We basically did volunteer work for the guy so the customers wouldn't have to carry their heavy items. After a few hours, I walked outside with my brother and then a woman asked me for money. She spoke as if I promised her money but I didn't have any myself. I walk past her, and end up going into a big wal-mart that had a fun-zone. After a long walk into the arcade room I saw about 3 kids inside, and a bunch of games. Kris started playing a game, as I just watched.

12/29/12- Deathmatch game
This whole dream takes place in a big building. It felt kind of like a warehouse. There was two floors, but the second didn't have a full roof, it was more of a platform. The building had bathrooms, and shelves that lined the walls. As I walked into the bathroom, someone stops me and notices me from making Epic Rap Battle videos. I say it is nice that he knows who I am, but to not tell everybody, and I go about my business. I tell my brother about this, and we agree that we have probably made more Epic Rap Battle fan videos than the original guys. The rest of the dream is all about a game of deathmatch with non-deadly weapons. Think laser tag or nerf fights. There was about 8-12 of us running around with various weapons: Rifle, pistol, knife, saber, swords, sniper rifle, and more. There were two rounds. I remember two specific events: One, between rounds I saw this extendable saber (Kind of like a light saber, but solid and not a laser) for $0.99, so I pocket it. The other event is I had a rifle and shot someone 2-3 times in the head but they weren't eliminated. In this game you get shot and even though it doesn't damage you, if you sustain what would be a lot of damage, you fall over and act dead. The guy didn't want to play correctly so I ran the other direction and he shot me twice in the back. I fell over dead because I actually cared about the rules.

The next 4 are verbatim from a physical DJ.
12/30/12- Future children
Dream about children. My mom took care of our kids with us. I was grumpy and asked for advice with the one child I had, whereas Kris (My brother) was creative and fun. I looked back on my parenting skills and thought that I was not a very good parent, but my mom said I was doing just fine. There is some strange scene about a wall coming apart, and Kris fitting it over the room in a creative and awesome way.

12/30/12- Nightmare, Harry Potter dream

My first nightmare in months, before that, years. Harry and Voldemort are fighting, doing the whole Expelliarmus vs. Avada Kedavra thing. Harry wins, then the dream repeats. Somehow something in the story shifts, and Draco is going against Voldemort. Harry is following behind, but he seems different, weaker, not as confident. Voldemort easily kills off Draco, then goes to Harry. He uses a simple Avada Kedavra on him and kills him. Then Voldemort sees me. He shoots the curse on me, and I die. I roll over in the snow, and am alive again somehow.He kills me again, and it hit me bad this time. I open my eyes to see him right above me, staring right into my eyes. He is wearing a black hood, all skeleton. His eyes are the most horrible shade of red. He is a black skeleton. His appearance is loosely based off of this I believe. He Avada Kedavra's me again, and I roll over in the snow. He hits me again, then again. I try rolling in the snow, but he hits me twice in the back, right where my heart is, and kills me instantly.

12/30/12- FA/ paper route

Suddenly I find myself doing paper routes near my old house in Marshfield Wisconsin. It is just me and my dad in the car, and I start to talk to him about my nightmare, and how scary Voldemort was when he appeared right over me. As we turn into a cul-de-sac, I see this huge transformer looking thing coming down the road. We continue doing papers, and it comes up behind us. I miss a tube, and have to go out and put it back in. Turns out the driver is friendly, and that transformer thing was just a decorated bobcat tractor. We talk for a few minutes and the dream ends.

12/30/12- Random discussions at starbucks.

So the whole reason I can see myself as being here is to wait for my mom to pick me up. As I am drinking a slushie, I am talking about some dude's performance that I just watched. I ask someone nearby if the guy is new or something, and they reply that he isn't, he just sucks. I tell them that I have been practicing with my yo-yo for about 3 years without much progress. Then someone, Gracen I think, starts leading the conversation with provoking questions and comments. I respond to one of his questions and he notes my response as being a good one. The others tell me to keep quiet so I don't give too much information about myself and to keep making statements such as the one I just made. I saw Jessie with a Bible, and a book inside about understanding girls. She explains that it is just as difficult to understand girls for her as it is for guys. I explain that I understand girls a lot more now than I used to. When the dream ends there is a conversation going on about how bad smoking is. I share that my mom smokes and that she puts small amounts of baileys in her coffee every day. Just as I bring this up my mom comes in and I have to go.
I suppose this dream was about the future as well, because it doesn't correlate well with the way my life is now.

12/31/12- Various fragments
1. Something about like an evil neighbor, had some invincible minions
2. Was supposed to do some dance in front of a bunch of people
3. (Same dream as previous, different scene) Some game about stopping kids/dogs from touching chairs
4. Was promoted from 1st to 2nd grade in a school that felt like it was in a mall.
5. Some girl sits down on a beach while she strips

That was a lot of writing... I Hope I keep the dream journal up to date from now on.

Bedtime 9:40PM - 10:26PM
No Aids
SSILD / Meditation

112 Creepy Fun House - OBE at first of sleep.

I fell asleep earlier for about an hour in the recliner. We get to bed and I have a hard time going back to sleep. There were a few disturbances and I was up an down for a while. Finally I meditate to get relaxed. I end up doing SSILD a bit later.

I find myself in SP. I have a hard time at first but I forcefully get out of bed. Though it's dark and I have a hard time seeing, the room is lit pretty close to real life and I noticed that I opened my eyes. If feels real but what I see is from the right perspective. I wonder if this feeling is always fake and I have been having blind OBEs for nothing.

I open my bedroom door and I see (I get chills just typing this) that creepy ass ring girl from OpheliaBlue's dream. She is peaking around the corner at me from the kitchen. I pause. I am scared shittless but I have the courage to confront her. I say to her, "Oh no you don't. You just better stop it!" She seems afraid of me. She backs away and steps fully into the kitchen and out of my line of sight. Emboldened now and pissed, I say, I'm going to kick your ass. Get the fuck over here and I will kick your ass." I want to follow her but I am afraid I will be stuck in the dark with her and plus I really am a chicken at this point. I decide this is not the direction I want to go and I close the bed room door forcing the thought of the evil girl out of my mind.

I think maybe I can use the mirror to teleport since I have one right here on the back of the door. Solid. I start to concentrate on the mirror being a hole in reality an not solid. I get distracted for a bit and see my reflection. I have a painful and strained expression on my face. I look closer and it distorts into a fun house mirror. Then it get dark and I can vaguely see that I look like a werewolf now. I am amused and shocked. That's why she was afraid?

I relax and concentrate on falling into the mirror. It works. I feel myself go into a small opening. I feel like I am spinning with my arms and legs splayed like a starfish. When it stops I find myself in bed and SP again.

I think I hear my son crying. I grumble. Then, I feel and hear my wife quickly getting up to go check on him. I wonder if it was real or not as I am still in SP. Not caring much at the time, I get out of bed with a struggle. I get curious if I can spy on my wife so I go through the bathroom into the other bedroom. As I step into the bathroom I recognize that I have never been in here during OBE time. I feel the cold tile on my feet. I continue to the other side but the room tilts now. I am struggling uphill to reach the door. I stretch my left arm out and to my surprise my arm stretches to reach the door. I close my eyes and get both hands on the door knob. I opens and I have to fly upwards to enter the room.

I float over my son. I can see him sleeping in his crib. The lighting again is normal and I can see how the room is dimly lit with the night light. I wonder where my wife is.

Then I feel a presence or something pass through my torso. The shock of it sends me back into my bed. I hit SP again. Now I remember the demon girl and wonder if it was her that sent me back. I feel worried about my son.

I decide this dream just sucks and want to wake up. I think I can hear sirens of emergency vehicles outside. The sound gives me a sense of urgency and I really feel the need to wake up. I can't move. I say "Wake up." like some sort of command. I really thought it would work. Then I remember something I read about how to wake up from SP. I never thought I would want to use it but I do now. I hold my breath for a few seconds. The feeling is awful like suffocation. The suddenly, I watch and feel my awareness shift from the dream world to this one. The feeling is like no other. It's a different feeling from fighting to stay in the dream vs. fighting to exit the dream. I am still afraid and realize I am panting. I was very shocked when I realized how little time I just spent being asleep.


I wanted to record this experience right away as I was now not at all sleepy and kind of excited that I had an early REM lucid. I was still very afraid and It honestly took me a while to muster the courage to open my bedroom door again. All I could think of was what if I really see this evil entity when I open my bedroom door. I know it sounds silly but this one was just freaking scary!

I'm a newbie in Dream Views i hope you can help me

i was standing in front of my neigborhood store, the air seems little bit odd so i tried to feel my hand movement that time i realize i was in a dream suddely the air change, sky become dark, and many people come out from the ground, at first i wasn't fear any of them i can blast them with my fire hurricane then someone with a different aura showed up with a small knife in his hand i tried to blast him but every fire blast i throw to him its just bounce off (some spark hit me..it was really painfull) or disapeared he ran and stab me with his knife i wasn't really feel any pain (because i never been stab before) but i feel a little stive and scared, then i remembered an episode in adventure time where he make his fear and make the dream unstable to defeat his enemy in his dream, i tried to used it and make my dream ustable and i can believe it's work he disapeared just like a sand has blown by a wind then i sudenly warped to my uncle house and met my former teacher i speak to him and tell him that all of this is just a dream ( i don't know why i say that for) he seems a little surprised than he said "of course i know this is a dream" im shocked then he continued his word "don't you know that share dream that like movie called inception is possible, all you have to do is just make bridge between dreams and made a safe place to meet" after hearing those words i tried to woke up and i woke up in my bed room but i heard a whispering voices " we can defeat the warden together, if we join force we will get our dream back and you will do as you please" sudenly some shadow thing is out from my body and screaming really loud at me then i really woke up..
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btw someone who attack me with knife its called warden im not name him myself all my dream projector call him that, he has been attacking me since i entered high school the first time he attack me he even laugh at me he say "don't ruin the dream or i will hunt you" he choke me and i can't even woke up then he let me escape..
he takes many form from animal,human,object and one characteristics that i remember he has a hollow eyes
this is my drawing of him when i first met him

Seems all I find in subcon lately are reminders of the crap going on in the real world, some obvious, and some symbolized. I've had 2 dreams about getting back together with my ex, and 2 where I've moved on and am with someone else, but in both cases things just never seemed to go right. Dreams about my teeth falling out, and snakes crawling up my sleeves in the symbolism department, and again, I'm sure it all goes back to the break up. Last night I even had the horror of being chased around by a girl a friend of mine had tried to set me up with prior to the girl that I just broke up with (thankfully that never went anywhere), although that is probably the most bizarre chase dream I've ever had, it definitely wasn't fun. The only thing I can remember dreaming about at all in the last couple of weeks that still has me scratching my head wondering what exactly was going on, was a dream about the wrestler HHH playing Dungeons and Dragons. I've tried forcing scene changes and all that ever seems to happen is I get a brand new scene that is just as unpleasant or worse. Got to get some real life things changes going I guess, these dreams have been horrible, probably the worst stretch of dreams I've ever had.

My New Demon III

I am in my house, but it looks totally different. I go downstairs to the basement to get my sweater jacket. I retrieve my jacket and feel the presence of my new nightmare demon. This is the third or fourth time I've dreamed of this new demon.

I start to go upstairs, but go back to turn out the light (I'm so stupid).

In my adulthood, I'm not as afraid of demon nightmares as I was as a child, but what a chill! I never see him. He is present in homes that I enter for one reason or another. He is extremely powerful. I feel as though if he ever appeared, he wouldn't need to grab me. I think I would simply be sucked in.

This was the third of my LDs from early Christmas morning. This WILD was rather nightmarish, but in the end pretty amazing. Hands down, the most hostile DCs that I've encountered.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #50: The Gauntlet of Greed

The WILD drops me into a wood-paneled room. There's a door in front of me, and behind me is a frosted glass window through which sunlight illuminates the room. In the middle of the room is a huge, square pile of $100 bills. It has to be, at minimum, something like $30 million. Probably more.

Someone starts shouting and hammering on the door. I feel grasping and suspicious that it's someone who is after my money. They slip a note under the door that simply reads, "You're broke, bitch." I should find this funny, but instead I feel insulted, entitled and petty. Not in my LD, not when I'm sitting on this much cash. There's a chorus of angry voices outside of the door now and fists and feet are slamming into the door. It's about to rattle off the hinges.

I throw the door open and I'm stunned to see a broad hallway filled with literally hundreds of hostile dream characters. The enraged mob (all male) is armed to the teeth, aggressive and bristling with guns. Somebody punches me in the face just as a mobster aims a lupara-style sawed-off shotgun at me. The crowd howls, and I see AKs, handguns, machine pistols, and every other manner of gun pointing my way.

They open fire and I feel a spray of bullets trace across my body. Buckshot rakes the left side of my face. Everything is chaos as stray bullets rip into DCs, who fall to the floor and are trampled by the others as they run toward me. I know that nothing can hurt me but I'm still gripped with aggression, fear and nervous energy. A man in a trench coat is unlucky to get close and I punch him as hard as I can. He goes flying, crashes into the wall, and lies still.

The chaos is getting to be too much for me and I feel lucidity slipping. I hate that I'm fighting and the madness of the whole situation dawns on me. Am I even sure that this is my money? Do I really want to go to war with some unknown element of my subconscious over this worthless pile of dream cash? I decide to just walk forward, leave the money behind, and separate myself from the riot going on all around me.

DCs continue to run past, firing at me and occasionally striking me with fists and feet, but as more and more of them run into the room behind me, the hallway ahead clears out. I hear some kind of frantic melee going on in the money room but I ignore it. The few remaining DCs that run past now ignore me and as I continue forward through the hall, I soon find myself alone. I feel calm again, and the thought of the Pyramid refocuses me on my goals.

I pass a large window on my right that gives me a view into a busy newsroom. Reporters run excitedly from desk to desk but I don't investigate further. The exit is up ahead, and I find that it is the same set of automatic doors from the last dream. I again imagine that the Great Pyramid lies just beyond the door, but this time the dream fades just as I approach the doors.

So this is based in my house and the scene is repeated usually in my room, so my mum has a a husband but she doesn't have one in real life, so my sort of step dad has these two assistants who visit my room every night and to steal stuff from my room, nothing else and I'm always scared of them even though they never hurt of me. When these two men open the door they point a flashlight at me everytime to see if I'm asleep, usually I wake up when they do that but one time I woke up and they were in my room already. They visited me twice in the dream. the first time they opened the door I said "Eh" I struggled to say it cause I felt like my body was paraliyzed and really tired, they closed the door immedietly. I then told my mum to tell my stepdad to get them the hell out cause they've been doing that ever since the stepdad arrived (never managed to steal anything) She believed in me but then my stepdad didn't, he told me I just wanted attention and the reason I wanted attention was because I was a slut (I AM NOT!) The next day they came back like most of the time, pointed the flashlight at me again but this time I felt paralyzed, tired and sick. I couldn't speak I just watched them walk around me room nothing else. I would wake up really scared and I almost had a panic attack when I saw my bedroom door was wide open but then I realized my cat was on my bed so it was him.

12.22.2012

Prison Camp and Dying for the First Time (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Just a mere nap, and I have this crazy experience, damn, it felt like it was at least a 10 minute dream, or even more. It felt so condensed, a lot of gaps in between, but those parts I recalled had huge significance in my overall experience.

And I died, which is a first thing, and I was in prison, so obviously, my feelings of being trapped is related to how I feel about people in general and the image I'm trying to sustain, but knowing that trying to do so might actually send me into deeper and more difficult tasks to get out of.

I was meditating, and what a perfect dream to signify that I'm trying to get out of, my thoughts and attachments of life.......And to finally reach freedom in this dream was so amazing, until a small ad hoc of soldiers shot me down like I was nothing.

Now on to the dream. There's a lot of sexual references here, but there wasn't anything sexual, just a lot of representations of how I conceptualize certain things, and the mere mentioning of that representation isn't going to be a bother, except the death of course, or it could be a joy to some sadists.

So, let's go on with the dream.

I'm on the run, I don't know where I am, but I do have a weird connection to this place and the nooks and crannies of a few specific areas. It's like a dungeon, and I'm constantly finding myself going up stairs, random hallways, reaching upper levels where there's natural sun light, but never going too far into the light.

My mind is mixed at this point, so many interchanging thoughts at once ranging from the fear of possibly being found out, captured, and recieving a more cruel punishment for endorsing the escape of other prisoners. I felt I had obligations, but at the same time I felt I needed to engage in this neutrality of trying to help others or save myself.

I needed other people to find ways to know more about the large Prison/Dungeon Camp I'm in, and the gargantuan size of this area, the many areas within it, all too much for one person to even conceptualize possible escape tactics for freedom.

There's too many things going on at once that it's hard to keep track off and make it into a cohesive and comprehensible chain of events. I remember someone in a black latex suit, a female, probably resembling Catwoman, that I would end up helping or trying to avoid.

Her role in this was temporary, and I feel I also met Robin as well, but his purpose fades away quickly. There are guards coming after us, and I remember that each time that I run, I end up going to a specific set of stairs that leads me to a myriad of paths that I can take.

I also noticed that there are anal toys laid of on the right side about 2 feet away from double doors consisting of dark red colors with 4 rectangles going vertical formed as if they were split from a bigger rectangle on the door.

Seeing the anal toys kind of bothered me, and I won't go into full description of what they looked like. I remember running up stairs that are made of concrete or some kind of gray marble materials with a red carpet in the middle of the stairs going all the way up and down the areas of this huge prison camp.

When I go through the double doors, random things happen. I remember falling down a deep ditch, feeling perfectly fine, and them climbing my way up to get to more doors to have to choose randomly.

Basically, the whole dream was full backtracking and pinpointing important locations and adding on to the mental map I had in my mind. It involved a lot of practice, a lot of trail and error, but I eventually learned the nooks and crannies and found myself at higher places in less time than I thought.

Then I tried helping a few random people escape, and when I tried to escape, I felt I needed to go back to the prison to help more people.

I don't know why, but I just felt I had to be responsible for saving some people. I keep using that area with the double doors and the anal toys randomly placed 2 feet away from the doors as the major reference point because I know anything beyond those doors is has subjective outcomes.

I eventually meet an old man who I'm confused as to whether or not I'm helping him, or he's helping me. Anyway, after escaping guards inside the large building, I head outside and find an Asian man is coming inside the base.

The electrical wired fence opens, and my perception of it opening or closing is a bit skewed. It looks like it's opening, and the old man dashes for the gate as the Asian man goes through it; he's wearing a gray hoodie, and he looks like he's in his mid 20s.

I can feel the electricity surging in my hands for a while, but I took my hands off the fence quickly and dashed a bit to avoid it completely closing in on me and possibly shocking me.

I follow the old man while looking both ways on the highway.

The cars are kind of going slow at the moment, and I head to the left side of the highway where the rough part of the part is. I see a vehicle that crashed for a while now, and decided I should hide there , but I wanted to catch up to the old man.

I saw soldiers coming up, and as I'm trying to play things off like I'm a normal citizen, things start getting hectic. I turn to the right to get a peek of the soldiers, they were wearing dark gray uniforms, and they're holding to old rifles that look like they were from U.S. Civil War times.

A random soldier starts screaming, and everything goes in slow motion for me. I turn my face to see what's going on, when in fact the soldier is screaming in a foreign language while pointing at me. I become shocked, and I tried to run, but it's too late.

The soldiers, at least 10 of them, shot me right where I was standing. I immediately drop on the floor with no control whatesoever, and I remember being dragged immediately by someone, and that's all I remember.

I was hiking in the woods when I came across a monster. It wasn't a scary monster. It was a butt monster and it's goal was to have the best butt in the world.

I'm home and my sister is expertly growing plants. She's growing them from seed, propogating them, and doing things with plants that I've never done, and I'm a plant guy. When she's telling me this, I'm laying on the floor and I'm so tired that I want to go to sleep. I tell her I had just been watching tv and that is why I'm tired. It's mid afternoon but I felt like I had just woken up. I had been watching a talk show and I feel like Frank Ocean was on it.

There is a scene somewhere in here with some young overweight black girls. One of the girls ordered underwear on the internet and was just about to open the package. Suddenly, the other girl had the underwear in her hands and she was walking away with them, proud of herself for having such a great pair of underwear. It is revealed that there will be a nice butt competition and these underwear will help her. Suddenly, they are stolen yet again by a strange, un-talking, black guy. He's creepy looking and has on black and white stripes like a prisoner of old. The girl is frustrated but she doesn't try to get them back because she thinks it would be impossible.

Later I am back by the same woods. I'm in a clearing in a house on a porch and the forest line is in the short distance. Some girls want to go into the woods where apparently, the best butt competition is to occur. They are stopped somehow by a women who is using some kind of force. I see my mother's cousin walk out of the woods. This is a women who is in her 60s but who is obsessed with her looks. She looks more scary than beautiful though with overdone make-up, push up bras, tight pants, and butt padding. She's at the edge of the woods and she's bending over doing some gardening work I think. She stays bent for a while. I suddenly realize that she is the butt monster . I tell my sister. Her motivation is to scare other people away from the woods so that she will win the prize of best butt.

The house i'm in turns out to be the home of my grandparents. My mom asks me if I'm going to some event that they are all going to. I say no, because I don't want to have to kiss everybody who she is going with, including, that cousin of hers who I know is the butt monster. Not that she's scary, even though she is a monster. It's because she's so strange looking. I see everyone arrive. It's my grandmother, her sister, her husband's brothers' sister, my two aunts, the butt monster and bringing up the rear, my grandfather. All women except for one guy. I'm surprised to see my grandfather because in real life he's in the hospital and is in bad shape. He looks healthy in the dream which excites me.

At this point I have, what I believe was a false awakening. I feel I'm awake and I want to write in my dream journal. I start writing it, more or less as I have above, though different. I get hung up on some details like the acreage of the woods or what sound volume to have your laptop on. Soon, the laptop closes and there is darkness and I feel like I'm losing recollection. Then I really wake up.

This was the second of my galantamine dreams from last night. The beginning and middle were fun. The end? Not too good.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #47: Lost in America

The wind is loud outside but the noise suddenly settles into a murmur. I know that I'm close to a WILD, and soon... I'm in a light rail station, holding hands with my son E. The floor is red brick and the sky above us is clear. Tall buildings surround us on all sides. I don't recognize the buildings, but for some reason I believe that this is New York.

I tell E, "Well, buddy, we're in New York. This is... well, this isn't real, but it's a train station." He hops around, pointing gleefully at the train. I walk with him to the opposite end of the station.

The train starts to move, and E suddenly breaks away from my grip and runs toward it! I'm panicked at the site of him running carelessly toward that train and I run after him. He stops short of actual danger and I grab onto his hand, making sure I've got a good grip this time. "E, you can't do things like that! If you're going to run off, we can't be here."

I take him with me out to a parking lot and our family car is waiting there. There's a small memory gap here, but I'm pretty sure that the car didn't have child seats, but I just ignored this. We're driving in the neighborhood where I grew up. E is there at first but after a few blocks I look back and he's gone.

I pass a set of kids that look like they're fighting. I can't tell what's going on but it looks like someone might be taking a beating. I jump out of the car, forgetting that it's still moving. To my dismay, the car keeps going, turns the corner by itself and drives out of sight. The kids disperse, and nobody seems upset anymore. There's another memory gap before I find myself being shown a house by a real estate agent who looks kind of like CSI's Marg Helgenberger. She calls herself "Madge" and the house has a beautiful, open interior. I'm impressed with the place and wonder if it's similar to any other houses I've seen IWL.

When she takes me into the back of the house, though, things take a horrible turn. The rooms in the back are dark and smoky with makeshift drapes blocking out the sunlight. Drug addicts are passed out all around the place, laying on beds, floors and furniture. Some of them twitch occasionally and I see one man whose leg is streaked with blood. Madge seems mildly embarrassed and says, "It does need a little fixing up."

When we get to the bathroom, I see a clearly dead man lying in the tub. I panic, probably lose lucidity, and run back down the hall. Madge is running too, but the hallways have all changed. I can't find my way back to the sane part of the house and my panic collapses the dream.