nightmare

September 07, 2014

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The Prince's Love's Mom's Chocolate Cake

I was the main character in a Disneyesque princess story. I and my mother were taken into the castle and treated well, since we were poor, and the prince fell in love with me and gave me a beautiful necklace. I was working in the nursery/child-care facilities and one day there was a rumor that the prince was sleeping with a redhead. I trusted him and didn't worry about it, but a little girl took my necklace to play with and I got frantic and she broke it. I was angry and just wanted to be alone. While I was trying to fix it, the evil mother of the redhead had basically spread rumors that the prince and the redhead were to be married and that he thought I was trash ()it turned out the evil redhead-mom was the one who started the first rumor, too. The prince denied it all and ran away because he apparently couldn't handle all the drama, and the evil mother took over. The prince's best friend had been making a potion to track my feelings or something, and people had called me his kitten but then when I was all depressed someone told the Prince's bestie, "your kitten has issues," and he replied with "my raccoon apparently..." (he thought I was like a raccoon?) And the potion was reacting to a bottle of some liquid, acting like a magnetic liquid they have at the Hands-On Museum in my town.

Flash forward a year or two, and I am in a room with a ton of bunk beds. All the old nobility were forced to sleep in there and work their asses off, even the redhead daughter. I woke up from a nightmare one early-morning, and the Prince's little sister had comforted me, and so I hugged her. Then, as I walked back to my bunk passed the redhead's bunk, I pulled her hair. And then felt bad about it because she wasn't a bad person. She was actually pretty nice, I had learned. It was just her mom that was evil.

Then I find out a way to find the prince and stop the mother. I cut my hair and put on a baseball cap, and head out to find my own mother, who had left the castle to become a cake-baker.

My perspective changes rapidly from my mother's and the prince's here, so I'll just describe what happened:

The prince saw my mom one day, and there are flashes of hope in his eyes and he runs to her to ask about me. His bestie is with him and tells him to calm down, but he's too excited and tries too eagerly to help her lift a huge crate, and the contents all spill. They were all her cake ingredients, basically her living. People gathered but the bestie tells them there's nothing to see and calmly picks up half a chocolate cake. I become him at this point, and look down at the chocolate cake. It looks really good so I take a bite and it's soooo yummy. I take bite after bite until it's a little sliver of cake-crust in my hands. My dream self has really enjoyed eating things lately.

The prince payed for new baking materials, and then walked away sadly when he found out my mom didn't know anything about me. Then, he goes off into the field next to us, and starts singing in Adam Levigne's voice about how sad he was that his love is gone. But I saw me (I am still in the Prince's Bestie's POV) come up to my mother just as he started singing and everyone was all gushy and I, as the Prince's Bestie, was thinking "wow, I really missed something not having watched this movie!"

Or something like that, at least.





Zukin's Library

I was in library after a huge storm with Zukin. I think her room was somehow in the library. Either that, or her co-op had suddenly added a library in most of the rooms.

We decided to go to a theater to watch some kind of show... Maybe it was a presentation about a group? The girl next to me starts climbing the wall assassins creed style (or maybe it was more Legion-Style). She ties a curtain in a knot at the bottom and top so that people can climb up it. And then people start climbing it like crazy. One after the other. Kinda creepy, like moths to a flame...

I realize Zukin's not there anymore so I snapchat her "where you at?" and go to find her... But I go around the building and where her room should be there's just another library and I'm like "WTF" and I get really confused. I walk around looking for her room but can only find libraries and workout rooms (?!)

Then I realize that I'm at the library on campus, not Zukin's house. I was walking down the stairs to find her and stopped in the stairwell to look out the window at another storm coming in, and two Asians are in the stairwell and I scoot around them at the corner when I am suddenly in her room. She had gotten my snapchat and summoned me there. Except then I realize I just woke up in her room and it was a dream. A lot of my stuff was in her room too, and she was telling me to wear my brown Mary-Janes with my long brown pants so it would match AND my pants wouldn't get ruined on the ground. She's telling me about a dream she had just had where she was in the library, and I was there, but only for part of it.

I'm like "OMG me too!" and I tell her that she summoned me from the dream and that we had shared it or something.





Futuristic Society

I was in a futuristic society where classes were extremely uniform but drastically different. There were the well-to-dos, who were all the same, and the rogues, who were more like our society today, all different and colorful and lively. I was Iron-Man for part of the dream, and learned a secret code for a group that wanted to demolish the classes and make everything the way it used to be. I was in a rogue market that had the same vibe as the fish market in Seattle. A family came in and the little boy sat on the Iron-Man-Spot of the couch, and I said the secret code I had learned previously to the dad. He knew the code but was weary and cautious because the group was radical.

Then I heard a large boom and everyone started panicking. Next thing, I was flying through the air, watching this HUGE piece o' shrapnel that had fallen from space. It was a piece of a spaceship and it had collided directly with the huge church tower in the center of the well-to-dos city. I woke up just as the impact had started. I got to watch what bit I did see in super slow-motion. I could see the ripples and waves as the shrapnel completely obliterated the huge church spire.





Mom's Mall Shop

I was in an old mall with my mom and apparently she had a shop there. But it had been closed for a long time.

She opened it up and apparently it sold lotions and scents and shampoos and there was a little room for massages or something. The main part of the store had a lot of random items. A lot of people started coming in and shouting, "it's open again it's open again!!"

It reminded me of a shop downtown... There was also a hotel behind it that my mom ran. There was a little girl who went through the door to the rooms, so I followed her to bring her back to her mother, but she got lost in all the rooms. The hallways were tall and wide and all antiseptic-white, and the lights were blue-tinted; it was like in some kind of abandoned hospital or something. I wandered around the creepy-ass halls, looking for the girl, and then woke up.





LOL

I must have dreamed that I had written down another dream from that night, because I couldn't find it when I woke up again.

Dream 2.

I had a dream that Gaggy was keeping me and my mom prisoner inside a large house. Gaggy is my dead grandmother who is in heaven now. I'm obviously afraid of her. I was outside by a barbed wire fence and I saw Frank Ross Triptastical on the other side. I couldnt climb over I was weak. I asked Frank to help me and he said but you never helped me. So I said I will now I'd rather be a smudge. (I am reading a book where society is divided into people who stay up at night, the smudges, and people who live during the day, the rays. the rays oppress the smudges and remove their pineal glands when they are babies. terrible right? Its called "Plus One"). Anyways, Frank climbed the fence and went inside the fence still outside. He dropped his backpack and helped me climb over. We walked to where there was trees and left the backpack there. We were going to walk around but heard footsteps and thought it was Gaggy, but it turned out to be my friend Kirstin and another girl. We hugged them happy to see them. Inside the house Gaggy had been yelling at me and hurting me but I escaped. I believe that the devil was pretending to be Gaggy to hurt me and to make me be afraid of Gaggy because in the dream Gaggy my grandmother was wicked but she isn't in real life. I told Frank I would help him so I have to help him. I couldn't find him on facebook so I prayed for him and I will keep praying for him.

Dream 1/Earlier.

In an earlier dream that I recalled later, a group was doing ballet inside or outside I dont remember, and I saw my friend Polly's daughter Emma doing ballet with them, and I walked towards the group and started to dance with them. There was a ballet teacher in the front of the group. When I walked into the group Emma morphed into a different little girl. I danced some and fell on the ground and did a pose on the ground but I was stuck on the ground and couldn't move. The dance teacher said if she was going to use me she could only use me as a prima ballarina, as a dance soloist, because of the large way I dance. I forget the beginning and end of the dream I know there was more but it's lost to me.

I recall some dream about my family staying at this very upscale hotel somewhere in England. The hotel has an odd mixture of very modern and very Victorian feel to it. I was at the swimming pool area, looking around when I decided that I wanted to go into the hot tub. I come over and in the hot tub was supposedly some very important female politician and two secret service agents who wore their sunglasses into the hot tup.
I started to get in, but she said I couldn't. It would cost me $15 for every minute I spent in the hot tub and asked if I had a deal. And I'm like forget that. I turn and leave before she charges me for breathing her air or something.
I am walking, planning on leaving the pool area and going back to my hotel room. Another lady politician who looks a little younger shows up. She tells me that she wants to give me a special deal. For one payment of $14.85, she will let me into the hot tub. But there is this whole other part of the deal like I have to strip down in the naked and go into the main swimming pool or something.
I leave very mad and say "Forget that!". I walk over to the far edge of the pool area, and start looking out the window. The hotel has this huge panoramic window on the pool that looks out over the city. I recall it being nighttime. Then another person that I remembered being a politician comes over. He says he is going to charge me $5 for looking out of his window.
I paused and started ranting about how these people are politicians and they are such Dbags, charging people to use things that are not even theirs. I get halfway through my rant and become lucid... for some reason.
I immediately slip into drunken lucidity though. I begin hovering above the ground and float over to the hot tub. The first lady is still in it.
"Oh, did you change your mind?"
"Yes."
I use telekinesis and lift both her and the secret service agents out of the hot tub. I look above and the pool room is actually several stories high. There are a couple of concrete support beams supporting the hotel. I place the three of them on the highest beam with no way to get down and cut the telekinesis.
"When you learn you lesson you can come down from there!"
I then get my cummupins and lose the dream. I wake up and then fall back asleep.

Ahh that was good lucid revenge.

Some dream about watching documentary talking about how radioactive waste is handled in developing countries. They were talking about how they had to transport it on a dangerous railway through the mountains and used these special weighted train cars that were less likely to tip over.
The doccumentary shows people loading the waste by hand into the train cars. The waste is stored in these large lozenge shaped steel canisters that look a little bit like atomic bombs. Each one is about the size of a person. It takes two people to lift one though. The strange thing is that they are just throwing them into the car.
I then see the train leave the back of the power plant. I notice how wobbly it is on the rails and recall how the cars are weighted on the bottom, so even if they wobble they won't fall over.
The documentary cuts to the actual disposal site. It is in a river. People here dispose of the canisters by hand. Everyone here is strong enough to lift one canister by themselves and they wear full sacks of rice over their bodies to absorb the radiation. They carry them about a quarter mile from the train station to the river, the best people can do it without stopping for a rest. The canisters are put into the river that is later covered with soil and then the river is redirected so that the canisters don't pollute the world with their radioactivity.
They are showing footage of the canisters being lined up in a pile in the river when something truly horrific happens. One of the men begins bleeding horribly, spraying more blood than should have been in his body everywhere from a large wound on his back. Everyone runs screaming and fearful. A similar occurrence happens to several more people. Everybody is thrown into a panic. A few people take out guns and begin firing. The river runs red with blood.
I can recall the people on the documentary focus in on this one woman. I think she was part of the crew filming the documentary. A man with a gun makes her kneel down and then shoots her in the head over and over. At this point, I decide to 'turn off' the documentary.
...
Something to do with Clover, or a similar looking monster attacking in England. I think it was the same city that the hotel from the first dream was in.
...
Some other stuff happened that I cannot recall. The world is falling into chaos. The shooting at the nuclear waste site and the clover monster were connected to it somehow.
...
I recall being at my grandparent's house.
...
I am walking with someone late at night. Somehow all of the dreams that I just had were connected. They had to do with the world gradually falling into chaos and darkness.
I think the person I was walking with was Manei. I felt her energy even though I was nonlucid.
I recall seeing someone had hung three dreamcatchers from a chain-link fence. I saw one of them was smoldering. When I looked closer, I saw that the ring had broken and the net inside of it was partially gone.

At first me and the other dream character were a bit confused and then we suddenly got it. The things that were attacking earth and causing all of the chaos were actually people's nightmares! I turned and looked at a nearby house. I think to myself that if these people will let me sleep in a bed I can have a lucid dream and somehow fighting back.
It was also at this point that I realized that I was actually the main character in some movie that was about how lucid dreamers fought nightmares that were attacking earth. It was a confusing system.
So basically what I had to do was sleep, have a lucid dream and then 'come back' to 'WL' earth while still in the dream. I could then see and fight the nightmares much more clearly. I run into the house and tell the people my crazy plan. The people in the house are a middle aged man and a woman. The man is actually a centaur.
I wake up.

i drempt i was at some fair and i bought 4 acid tabs again. also my dad offered to smoke a joint with me but idk what happened to that plan cause i dont think it happened. in the dream i was having a gay encounter with colin. his dick was like the same as mine. later in the dream we were at a fire drill. at the fire drill we had to avacuate the fire drill itself. at that point i left wit hsome chick cause we were trying to win a contest.r

i drempt i was at some fair and i bought 4 acid tabs again. also my dad offered to smoke a joint with me but idk what happened to that plan cause i dont think it happened. in the dream i was having a gay encounter with colin. his dick was like the same as mine. later in the dream we were at a fire drill. at the fire drill we had to avacuate the fire drill itself. at that point i left wit hsome chick cause we were trying to win a contest.r

12.09.2014

Brain out of sync, aging twice and four day-surgery (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Nightmares are extremely odd and uncommon for me, and I am always lucid. And no ~Dreamer~ I am not afraid of doctors or anything like that!! Was just a random nightmare, hehehe.

It seems I was not feeling well and I was taken to the local hospital for a complete checkup, but I was taking in a plane, during this time, the dream was in third person while the plane took off and I was taken to the hospital. For some reason, they gave me a shot with anesthesia and the dream faded until a few seconds later, now in first person, I was getting out of the plane, landing after the checkup. I noticed that there was another plane, a bigger plane that had a lot of medical emergency stuff:







Ignore the people, there were medical things, but the plane was thick like this one.

My wife was very sad and apparently, I was told that I aged twice as fast as other people and that I would need to have robotic joints everywhere and needed surgery asap. It was going to be a surgery that would last four days.

My mom was also there and she was upset with me (like I was to be blamed) and she told me, "I cannot get why you left brain has to be so much out of sync from your right brain." (what the #$#$% means that... LOL.) It seems that they were saying goodbye to me and they were hiding more stuff.

I told my mom, "Come on, what is really going on. I am an empath, you know it, I know more is going on." And she replied me with, "Empath or not, after this you wont be able to even talk, so who care..."

After that, I woke up scared.

9/9/14

Last night bed midnight 5:30

Nap around 8 -11:30 tried to WILD but nothing : (

DR:

I'm at some place, with someone. Packing things to leave after stay. There is a man and a woman that live there. We are kinda escaping, but we don't want them to know that we know their secret. So they dont turn violent.

I'm telling everybody that we are going to the train station and they are ready to help us carry our bags. But then I realize my car is there and we could take it. They get mad "why did I want them to walk then"?

We are outside and I'm eating a dish from last night's episode of Master chef. The nicoise salad. Only instead of seared tuna, there is a big piece of bacon. I cut it with knife and it's so soft. I put it in my mouth and it tastes salty and yummy.

I just remembered last part:

There are 3-5 black blobs on the ground. Someone tells me that they do evolve into something scary and evil. I feel a change in atmosphere and a nightmare coming on. I'm thinking I wanna stay there and see that. As I think that, one starts to grow. Someone is warning me that it's gonna be really scary, like SUPER scary, coz it's gonna be like this evil body thrashing on the ground in freaky manner.

I'm thinking yeah, I'll be probably pissing my pants, but I also KNOW that I'll be standing my ground and it can't hurt me and I will prevail over it.

As soon as I think that, it evolves into a body thrashing on the ground, looking at me, all shiny black and evil, doing it's best to scare me. I'm scared, but I know I am stronger and I will win, no matter what.


Man, I just love my badass subC. My best pal.

I was in a psychiatric hospital laying with my online friend Jes. We were in love with each other. Later I realized I shouldnt have layed with her because it is a sin to act homosexuality. Then I got to an elevator and I chose down because I didn't want to get to the top of the building and jump off. It was heaven or hell though, I should have chose up. I got to the bottom and walked out and there was a man sitting at a desk. I asked him if he was Jesus. He said yes and i sat next to him, and i knew he was lying and that it was actually the devil and I was in hell. Then I was walking outside millions of people were walking and I saw my cousins Preston and Hannah. Then I did a sidekick because someone shoved me. Then 3 old men grabbed me and they were cannibals and they were eating me with white plastic spoons. I was praying to wake up, I was saying Jesus wake me up. I wasn't able to kick or defend myself in any way. The old men eating me was a metaphor for me being afraid of growing old, that I would be consumed by old age and be no longer strong and beautiful and able to do figure skating and gymnastics. I already died though so I won't grow old. Scary dream though. Lucid the whole time or most of the time.

(9/4/14)

I'm standing in an old fashioned kitchen that looks like it was build in the 20s. In front of me on the counter are two knives lying side by side; one fat like a butcher knife, the other thin and small like a vegetable knife. I'm dressed in a pale, floral print dress as if I'm from the 20s too and all the colors in the room are washed out under the weak overhead light. Everything except the knives which glean bright and metallic from their spots on the counter. Slowly, I reach forward to pick up the butcher knife as though I'm not sure what I'm doing or why I'm here. And really, I'm not. But before I can grasp the cool metal in my palm a noise from my right distracts me.

I spin quickly to face the sound and find Colin Ferguson (Eureka 2006) standing in my dining room on the far side of the table. Normally, I'm sure I would be absolutely stoked to have Colin Ferguson alone in my home, but the expression he's wearing says he's not here for coffee and sex. Rather, the look he's giving me says he has every intention to kill.

He steps quickly, around the table, and directly toward me but I counter by scuttling sideways in an effort to keep the table between us, the knives now completely forgotten where they lay. He pauses, and his anger deepens as he realizes that I'm avoiding him. Then he tries, once more, to step around the table and I, once more, move to keep it between us. We continue this charade, back and forth, several times, and I know that this will never end. Frantically, I try to think of what I did to get Colin Ferguson so mad at me and I can't, for the life of me, think of what I could have done. Just yesterday my life was so boring, so normal, so...

I freeze and on the other side of the table, Colin Ferguson does too. He doesn't understand what I'm doing and I think he's worried I've got some sort of plan. I don't have a plan, but it's just occurred to me that my life is never this exciting. My life is mundane, normal, and never in a million years would I be in a situation where a celebrity is trying to kill me. There's no other explanation--this must be a dream.

As soon as the thought hits me, I'm lucid. I can hardly believe it! I take a deep breath and look around the room in wonder. It's taken me so long and, finally, here I am! I want to jump up and down for joy but from across the table Colin Ferguson has figured out that I've forgotten he's even there and that doesn't please him. With new gusto he makes to move around the table, his anger radiating from him like some sort of aura of death.

In a panic, my dream looses some clarity and dims back to the muted colors it was before, but I'm still lucid and I remember something that Canis Lupis and Ophelia Blue mentioned in the podcast about what to do when your dream characters are trying to kill you. Concentrating as hard as I can, I tell myself the Colin Ferguson is only rushing around the table so that he can give me the best hug of my life because he's my best friend and I love him. It takes a moment, but I manage to turn my feelings of absolute terror into feelings of tentative love and I open my arms wide to him as he rounds the final corner of the table and powers straight into my embrace. The hug is weak, and Colin Ferguson's expression is still one of complete and utter hatred and death, but he's hugging me and I'm not dead! But then I think about how just a moment before, he was wearing that same expression and trying to ensure my certain demise and I wonder if this hug wasn't a bad idea after all. It's only a flicker, but in the millisecond that that thought occurs, the fear is back and I know Colin Ferguson felt it and I spoiled everything.

He pulls away from our embrace at the same time I do, but I'm slightly faster and, with all the strength I can muster, I plant my palms on his chest and shove. He stumbles backwards giving me a few precious seconds, and I spin around to face the giant, pane glass window that's in the wall behind me. It's a nice window, probably my favorite one in the hole of my imaginary home, but I know I have no other choice as I sprint as fast as I can over the ten feet to that window, Colin Ferguson less than two steps behind me. I've never flown in my dreams before, but I hope I'm a natural because once I hit that glass, the ground is long way down. Pushing through the last few steps, I lift my forearm to protect my face and throw myself through the delicate panes...
and wake up in bed.

DJ Log: September 7, 2014 – 9:45AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am with my dad and brother, walking into an abandoned warehouse in which there are pallet racks loaded with boxes of what looks to be electrical materials. Some of the boxes are broken, spilling their contents onto the floor. One of the spilled boxes contained light switches which are now scattered across the floor. We walk to the end of the row and turn up an aisle, looking down the rows as we walk. In one row is an old forklift with a puddle of oil under it. At the end of the aisle, we stop at a dumpster and I can see several bags of colorful crimp-on electrical connectors that have been discarded.

Liking the colors, and deciding that I must have these in my collection of junk, I lean into the dumpster and retrieve a box of bagged connectors and hand them to my brother to put in the car. I reach into the dumpster again and upright a spilled box and load it with several bags of colorful connectors, then hand it to my brother. Again, I lean in and start to load a spilled box when a couple of bees fly up from the right side of the dumpster, fighting each other. My dad is talking about the bees, stating that they do not sting, but they can bite really bad. I think nothing of it and continue to fill a box. One of the bees buzzes by my head and I swat it away. It bites my hand upon contact then flies off. I put another bag into the box, then the bee flies up and bites my back and I wake up.

I was floating in a red void in the 3rd person with a giant iron man in front of me. This dream was recurring, and for some reason I thought it was a nightmare, so I'd become lucid at this time, although I'd usually wake up as I did not know what you could do with lucid dreams. If I remained asleep, the giant iron man would punch me and I would begin to tumble and float to the right. I'd pass a few random objects and some sort of moaning cartoon characters before landing on a gray floor. I would see a black ghost/spectre thing, and I'd wake up a few seconds later.

If you would like to see the dream, watch this video:

Hi

This is my first english DJ entry, so I try to give my best

I am situated on a big meadow and look into the sky. It's morning and the orange shining sun is sourrounded by purple but also dark clouds. I am fascinated, because skys like these are very seldom in my dreams. Suddenly I am lucid, I can't remember what was the reason for it. So I started to fly a little bit, but unexpectedly I feel my real body. I land and move my dream body and my eyes. It works! Happy about the stabilizated dream I look aorund. I'm standing on a beach, as beautiful and rare like the sky. The water is colored in a dark blue and I hear the rustle waves. I make some steps in the sea while noticing that I wear my pyjama. Some time later I discover some dolphins. I want to swim to them, but than I see them bleed. More and more I became turbid (? I don't know the word for it. It is the opposite of lucid). I am only standing there and staring at the dream situation. The dark blue water turns into red and suddenly two submarines appear of the sea. The men in it begin to shoot at me and I start to running away in a field. Moreover they throw multicolored balls at me. I notice that the situation is hopeless and wake up...

See you

First lucid : I'm in bed (in a dream) I decide to do FILD and I stay still. I get all kind of hallucinations and white sounds and also this tiny doll that's dressed in a red-black kimono stares at me really closely. Her eyes get bigger and bigger the more I get into the dream. [COLOR="#008080"]I wake up and don't even do a RC because I was so sure I was dreaming. I look outside the window and it's really sunny and normal outside. I look back at my bed and I see a grey laptop on it. I open the grey laptop and it has information about everything I do and everything that happens in the dreamland. I say it's awesome and then I realize I could take pictures. I revert the camera to look at me. I look pretty normal. I revert it back and I go into the kitchen with the laptop to see what mom is doing. She's waiting for me. I say I'll go outside. I go to the balcony and I wanna jump but the distance is too high so I say no because I think I could wake up. I run to the entrance door and open it. It's not what I expected there to be. It looks kinda the same as the way it's supposed to look but the walls are white and there is no roof up, just some cool ass mountains and some smoke too. There is something written on a wooden wall up and I go and read it. I don't have a hard time reading it at all. One wall said (exactly like this) : Bienvenuduo a vac ances. The other wall said something in "romanian" : Bine a ti ve nit a vacan ces. I ask mom what could that possibly mean and then I just take a picture of it with the laptop. I pass the wall and jesus, that place... It had many mountains and there was smoke everywhere for some reason. I could feel the wind and it was just awesome. I look around and I see mom is still with me. I tell her to leave but she gets happy-angry and starts ranting but in the end she leaves. I wanna go somewhere to swim. I try to go up the mountains but when I look back I see this cool pool that had like, some tiny watery balls in it. I go into it and it's trying to suck me in and then I wake up (IN A DREAM). [/COLOR]

2nd lucid : I try to do a FILD again. Same hallucination ( the japanese doll) and I have success with this too. [COLOR="#008080"]I stand up, see the laptop and I get it back. There is a voice in it now that says " Well, what should we do now? Should we give you some nightmares?" I get all excited and say YES. A tiny green snake appears near me. I stare at it and it stares back at me. It then suddenly jumps on my leg and tries to crawl under my skin. I just go with it till it bites me. I get it out and throw it away. It seems dizzy and I jump out the window. Same weather, sunny as fuck. I try to go in the back of my apartment complex when this eagle with red eyes flies to me with the dead green snake in it's mouth. I say that's awesome and the eagle sits on my shoulder. It says that it will save me from everything bad. I say okay then proceed to walk more. This random guy throws some bombs at us. The eagle throws them all away and I could hear them exploding in the distance. The guy then throws a plastic ball with some blue thingies in it. It starts shining more and more and the eagle flies back to my shoulder and says that we need to leave fast. It tries to fly with me but then this huge rock monster grabs me by my leg and throws me to the ground and that's when I woke up.[/COLOR]

3rd lucid : I'm in a dream again. Do FILD again. [COLOR="#008080"]The grey laptop is sitting on my chest this time. I stand up, get it, and leave in the hall. I try to stabilize and the laptop shows me that it's successful. I look on my right and instead of the bathroom there is another bedroom. The bed is right near the door. I see my grandmother in it and a family friend near her. They both look dead so I try to get away from them as soon as possible because I fear they will wake up. But then, my grandmother starts yelling for help and it's creepy and makes me feel sad. I go to mom in the livingroom and I tell her that my grandmother woke up "again". She seems frustrated and goes to my grandmother and then I wake up. [/COLOR]

An interesting night.

2 choline, blueberries, purple grape juice.

5.30
Fragment. Admiring my thick bronze-coloured hair in a mirror? At my age, even a comb-over is a plus. Got up for a short while, had a small coffee then BTB. It took me a while to go off (it sometimes take a longish time with or without a coffee.)

There followed a long period where I got really strong sensations like I used to have when trying to WILD (I wasn't trying to this time...I just wanted to go to sleep.) I got SP - which I now always ignore and a sensation in my head that I was really going somewhere this time. It went on-and-on building and the tinnitus in my ears really ramped-up.

But as before so many times no colours (except for a touch of green), no dream forming...nothing. I tried visualizing one to no effect...I just really wanted to go to sleep...and eventually I did

7,45
A disturbing dream (I had one like this last year) I was in a classroom and my teacher had popped out somewhere. Some of his gear (coat scarf etc) was on a trolley and it seemed to be possessed and it was rising into the air. Eventually the whole trolley moved across the room and I said to another person "You saw that didn't you?"

He seemed to be in denial and that made me angry. He clearly was trying to expunge it from his mind and i decided to exercise my supernatural powers and flew around the room, then swooped down on him trying to terrify him. The teacher returned and wanted to know what was going on. He clearly didn't believe my explanation either and he seemed to be very patronising with me. So I turned on him and got really violent and I started hitting him very hard.

I've had other dreams about me turning nasty...I think I have a streak of violence locked deep within me ..."monsters from the id" as Morbius said in the film "Forbidden Planet" I don't think it relates to the fact that other people think we're daft with this LD thing...I'm really not that bothered

Maybe the coffee contributed but there's frustration with something...or maybe everything. If I was American I'd be running round with an AK47...because I'm a Brit I'll probably just put a stroppy tweet in my local rag.

22:30 1 scoop UYM protein powder with cup of milk
22:57 pre-bedtime: day memory review, set intention for recall and lucidity
23:17 bedtime
00:00 Tuesday 2014-08-26

05:19 epic multi-waking(?) long continuous dream of previous adult home, 2 lucid dreams within the mostly non-lucid content

I'm outside my old adult home watering a patch of grass. I look down to see what sort of grass is there because I want to change the grass of my current-day home lawn because it's too thin. I look down and chuckle: it's not just one kind of grass, but several different types all closely blended together: there's a patch of light-green thick-bladed grass, and next to it are other patches of 2-3 different kinds of grasses of varying shades of green and blade thickness. I stand on the big front sloping lawn and continue to water it a while.

I move to the left side of the front lawn facing the house where there is a strip of succulents my wife planted, and see them and tell her "your succulents are doing great, they really enjoy the heat" and I see some other plants that are not doing so well in the heat, they look sort of wilted.

We suddenly hear a sound, voices, coming from the open living room windows, it sounds like my wife's voice and kids voices? Is someone in there, or is it a recording playing? We run inside and there's a party going on, my son S2 is very young and sitting on a couch, it's (his birthday party?) there are friends there. My wife asks me what moment that was and I tell her "don't you remember? That was S2's birthday party".

I'm standing at the front door, heading outside, I look into the empty living room and see the beautiful wood floors, I want to always remember this place, and wonder if the memory of that room would fade in time. I look again and the floors are now dark brown, seemingly covered in the same granite tiles as the small entryway is. That's not right, I think, it wasn't that way before (WTF #1).

I'm lying on the couch (my head to the left facing the big window), busty milf IJ is near my feet, crawling on the ground on all 4s moving up towards my head, I see a mirror on the entertainment center is reflecting some part of her but it doesn't match her position. At some point in there I get lucid and

Spoiler for NSFW, explicit, 18+:

take my pants down, I think should I focus on her breasts or her face? Choose a BJ scenario, she reaches my (ahem) and begins, we go for a few seconds before

the dream ends / transitions.

+ back in the same house, it's night-time I'm walking around closing up for the night. I'm there alone. I go out the kitchen door to the garage, the garage is empty and dark, I look to the right of the door and the washing machine/dryer are gone, how will I wash clothes? I think that the light from inside the house will be visible from the street shining out underneath the bottom of the garage door, I close the door and slide the dead-bolt.
Moving into the dining area I notice something strange: the high window (false memory) has been removed and there are only some thin transparent sections that I slide around and move left/right, I see the screen has been cut (WTF #2)! Someone in our absence has removed this window to gain access to the house! I think of turning on the house alarm and hope that the motion sensors will catch them if they try to come in. I'm going to have to spend time replacing these windows calling a window place, how long will that take?

I hear the jingling sound of my old dog's collar when he moves but I don't see him.

All of a sudden I notice it is bright daylight outside (WTF #3), I'm really confused by this, wasn't it just 3am? How could this be? I look out the window and see bright blue daytime sky, I go outside and look at the sky and look for an artificial light source or some reason for this, (I see a faint 'morning moon' in the sky?).

I'm indoors it's (time for bed?) I'm on my laptop and all sorts of videos start playing, my wife is nearby, they're not necessarily NSFW but I panic at their appearance, and start quickly pounding on the ESC key, trying to hit alt-F4, the videos keep popping up, I finally press and hold firmly the power button and the laptop eventually turns off.

I'm standing in the family room it's dark, I'm looking out the glass door and see a reflection of something moving on the futon to my right, I get scared/startled (WTF #4), I turn and look at the real futon and see a pile of clothes there but nothing's moving. I look back into the glass door and notice (movement again?) from the futon, I go there and see some chip bags, one is open, it's cheetos, I look inside and a fly flies out of the bag, there are cheetos (and pieces of paper?) in there.

I see my wife lying on the futon, her head towards the kitchen, she has a mischevious expression on her face and she says slowly/seductively "I saw over your shoulder, I know...what...you..were... doing...on...your... laptop!" this is very out of character for her and I recognize this is a dream. I'm not nervous at all about being "discovered" since this is clearly a dream.

Spoiler for NSFW, explicit, 18+:

She continues to make gestures towards her "ahem" and she's making fun of me, an "erection" starts growing there under her pants, sort of cylinder-shaped with a depression in the middle, and she's playing with it with her hand. I direct her over to the stuffed chair on the other side of the room, put her kneeling on the ground with her hands on the chair facing it, and pull down her pants, I see her butt, "Be 20 years old!" I command, and she transforms to be slim and hot, I think about how beautiful she was in her 20s. I take down my pants (it takes a little while to do this), and she's then lying on the ground on her stomach and move to her face and initiate a BJ for a few seconds before

I wake up.

Heading back to sleep, I'm awake, didn't make it back into the dream, so I decided to get up and get a snack: piece of wheat bread with a small slice of cheese, a medium banana, and a cup of milk with another scoop of UYM protein powder, I always wanted to try it in a WBTB scenario, I have at least 3-hours of bedtime left so I decide I have time for more dreaming and want more lucids. After snack head back to bed and it takes a while but I eventually sleep. Did SSILD and relaxation and MILD.

+ I'm heading to McD's, I see my friend MR drive off from the drive-through. I'm heading towards the front door, step up on to the curb from the parking lot, a young black guy is standing there and he kicks my shin a few times, rapidly. I'm annoyed by this and stop and look at him and say, "Really!?" 2 more young black guys appear and I don't want to be bothered by them and head inside, but I turn back and say, "How old are you anyway, 13? You should be working in your community to make it a better place," at this I see some black girls who were sitting down stand up and prepare to leave, but one of the young guys says "give me your wallet!" and grabs for it in my waist bag. I'm holding my bag and struggling with them and trying to look to see if they got my wallet or my passport.

+ I'm standing in a house looking out a window at neighboring houses. The houses are built on a hill all right next to each other, wall-to-wall with no gaps. The entrances to the houses are up the hill, the body of the houses down the hill, so I'm looking up the hill into the windows of neighboring houses. I think I've been up there and remember the view looking down to the patio outside the window where I'm standing (false memory). I then see some girls in bikinis going out the front door of the other house and try to get a good peek. Then people are going out of and entering the front door of my house. A topless young person with longish hair and dark nipples comes in, is it a girl? It turns out to be a guy, yuck. Another blonde young surfer dude comes in following the other guy and gives me a "what are you looking at?" look, I feel a bit embarassed. I walk by a woman in close quarters and say "excuse me" to get by, she says "We've claimed the landing!" (?), I realize this house and the neighboring houses share a common elevated front door area and a common living room area. The walls are right next to each other with no space in between (so you can hear the neighbor noise?)

+ I'm playing cards with two other people. I check out my hand, I see a bunch of Aces and 2's, I think I've got a good hand, the player across from me plays the two of clubs, I wonder if I can play a trump to start getting rid of my cards, I'm arranging my cards in my hand, my cards suddenly fly out on to the table, I'm concerned about the other players seeing my hand, I gather them up, my hand seems MUCH thicker than it was before, I say "hey you guys added cards to my hand!!"

+ I'm playing a side-scoller video game, the game view fills my vision, I have some trouble controlling the character, I move him around, try to avoid a monster, have him fly/move up and to the left, there's a treasure on the ground I try to remember how to pick things up, maybe if you just move over it, there's a door to the right and I know inside the door is a chest with a book that raises your magical ability, I plan to go in there and get it.

(Some time awake, back to sleep)

+ I'm on stage at a sad memorial, I start to make a speech, I move towards the podium and a big black woman to my side knees the back of my knee to make me move a bit forwards and kneel down, I speak in a slow, tearful, sad voice and say "I realize that there are things you can change.....and things you can't change...." and I realize I may never see this big black woman and her famliy again and this makes me sad, I see a plane/helicopter, and say "... and I realize that it's hard to track a plane via radar from a helicopter"...I'm DO viewing the helicopter/plane chase, a missile is fired at the plane, the pilot ejects before being hit but he needs to wait before deploying his chute or the missile may target him instead.

+ I'm in a strength competition doing pull-ups. They think I won't do many, I'll show them. I need to decide on my grip: palms facing away or towards me? Towards is easier, will they comment on it? I choose facing me. It's hard to get the first pullup but I make it, the pull-up bar is too close to the doorjamb top and I hit my head slightly at the top of the pullup. I do more and more, counting higher and higher, then it gets easier. At one point I start falling from my position on the bar, I was using white athletic socks for grip under my hands, but they're torn now and streching and I'm holding on to the socks and falling from the bar, I reach up and get a new grip and keep going and counting. A young man with a young woman come and the young man starts competing. I'm then inside a gym's weight room (the pullups were done on the door entering into this room) and I'm doing pushups on a bar, continuing to count, up to around 30, the bar mechanism falls apart, and two women comment on my progress. A body-buidler shows up and asks is it OK for him to strap himself into position, and I say that's OK with me as long as it's OK with him that I take a break to repair my equipment since it fell apart.

I'm then going pushups immediately to his left, and I see a magazine/comic book on the ground. The dream transitions to seeing faces like the cover of the comic book, in expressions of shock, and one "wipes" his face it's very wet. At the end I see some image of a celebrity walking with a small dog like a dachshund.