non-lucid

Terrible to-bed time, like 03:30, I'm slipping again to bad habits. Still managed some recall, though:

+ at my favorite lake on a plastic blow-up raft, I paddle around to the lagoon, across the lagoon a I see alot of other campers, I try to look at them through binoculars but they don't bring the view closer, I think I see someone looking at me through binoculars. The mouth of the lagoon is a river flowing out into the lake, some people are standing at its edge on the other side from our side, I think the river will keep them out of our area

I've leaving the campsite with a few other people and realize I'm lost, I don't see the familiar landmarks, I look towards the lake and up into the hills and think I see the familiar path. I'm on a bike and heading up very steep hills I have to get off to walk it up, there's a handrailing on the right. I "remember" that the lake is in a valley

I emerge into a city street scene, hilly, with cars and streets and buildings. I'm looking for my car, I have a remote(?) and click it (?).

+ I'm following my jr high sweetheart, she's wearing a pink frilly dress, we're outside and it's dark/night, she asks me if I remember the dress, I don't frankly but say I do, I sort of remember that when she wore it before the belt had pokadots and say so. We arrive at a party at her house, the house is filled with people, I'm standing close to her but feel very self-conscious I don't know what to do or to say. She pours a tiny thimble-full of some (alcohol I think) drink for me/us.

+ I arrive in the outdoor room of my college room-mate (male) "F", I jump up to the top of his bunk-bed and sit on the end with my feet hanging down, it is right up against a fence to the neighbor's house, there is a tall bush/tree partially obscuring the view ahead and to the right of the neighbor's house. My friend climbs up and straddles me facing me hugging me, I'm weirded out by this, I wonder if he wants to make out, that's strange, to be polite at one point I nuzzle the side of his head with mine. He says the neighbors actually broke one of their own windows to that they could see his bed better "so that they could see some new things" (referring to he and his girlfriend in bed). I hear some aerosol cans in the neighbor house and it seems like they're getting dressed. F's girlfriend "D" arrives, I notice she has VERY hairy lower legs starting at about the mid-calf down to her feet. Not normal hair but very dark long and spiky looking hair sparse with the skin visible in between. More like little twigs than hair. She starts applying "spray on shoes" to her lower legs and feet, I jump down and look at this I see a pattern of the boots forming on her legs, I say I'm not into trendy shoes I wear the same brand until the manufacturer stops making them, I take off my shoe and show them "like this 846 model here".

Then I'm at a party of grad-school friends, I see some they see me and act like they haven't seen me in years even though I "know they saw me yesterday," we do one of our jokes acting like TV commercial announcers, "NOW how much would you pay?..". Someone tells me to watch the ham/cheese sandwich. I see it up high on top of a cabinet, someone's reaching for it. Someone's preparing frozen snacks, he pours of the contents of a bag onto a platter to be cooked, it's mostly candy, I see a few pieces of pizza and bacon, I think that's not much bacon it's going to be gone soon.

A rollaway bed is being unpacked, looks comfortable, some other camp kids want to climb up on it, I get on it, the bed is on a raft in the water. My wife is telling me something about a box of chocolates which I don't understand, she's saying something about it is wrong for her brother who is diabetic.

Journal Entry non-lucid #43 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background: I meditated a bit. I said some mantras then off to sleep. I woke up abruptly though so dream recall went to near zero.

Dream fragment 1, Uncategorized time."":
-On some sort of island.
-there was a cat in my house.

I woke up way too early again I ran out of my room to use the bathroom, too much water for WBTB. I just wanted to sleep so I went back to sleep.

"Violence is only disgusting the first few times, then you get used to it."

Then scene change and I'm at my house and African warlords drove to my neighborhood and they went to my house and started practicing their weapons in my house. They used a couple of different weapons, and changed my bathroom into a room with a brick wall and a target with a bulls eye hung on the wall.

At this point the rebel Africans training made me think of borderlands so the whole scene changed into a mix of borderlands and steam punk. I was with my friends in the this town were doing hamster mutilation which was different ways of removing the bottom half of 4 hamsters, it was quite strange, first they started chopping off each leg individually, then removing the torso. Next they inflated the hamster and just pinched off the bottom half of the hamster so it was taking all the air and it popped off, don't remember the other methods they used. I thought they might be mutilating the hamsters for a game, but when I looked at the tutorial for the game, there were all kinds of mutilation techniques but I didn't see anything about hamster.
Yes... the thing that confused me was the fact that the instruction manual didn't say anything about hamster mutilation, not the fact that they were killing hamster.
I tried to throw a grenade to blow up the people doing the mutilation but the grenade mod instead put up a force field around them.

Was breaking free of some area, had a shotgun was blasting at people, made a break for the streets, was walking away from the scene I escaped, then BAM shot in the leg I fall. I think about taking my shotgun and ending myself briefly, but don't, then a man comes up to me and offers me a hand up and I am able to get back on the run and get to the trees/woods/dirt place. I find a dirt cave and hide.

So two nights in a row for lucids, two last night. They haven't lasted longer than a few seconds for the last two nights. Guess I need to go back to stabilizing more before I get moving in the dream. I had 5 dreams I remembered clearly but only annotating the lucids on here.

Pre bed - 3mg Melatonin, 500 mg Valerian at 10pm
WBTB - 2mg G, 250mg C, 250mg Val, .3 mg Melatonin. 4am. (usually do this earlier but alarm didn't go off)

1. In a grocery store at a red box. I was trying one of my CC that has been acting up lately (worn out strip) and it wouldn't take it. I ran it over and over again. A couple got behind me in line and this added to my frustration. I looked for my other CC but I couldn't find it in my wallet. I did find another card but it was probably for a grocery store to get discounts. I got out of line frustrated. I turned around and got ready to walk out. I was at the end of all of the check out lines and reached in my pocket to get my keys. I pulled them out and half were missing. This frustration led me to do a RC and I found I had 6 fingers. LUCID: I immediately thought of dog biscuit TOTM and began to walk and whirled out of the dream. This is probably my shortest lucid to date.

2. I was lying in bed sleeping and heard the TV. I thought maybe I was dreaming since the TV wasn't on when I went to bed. This may have been a FA WILD but I am not sure. I had a couple of dreams after the last lucid before this one. Anyways my eyes seemed like they were glued shut or I was just so very tired. I finally managed to get them open and I was in a bedroom. I looked at my hand and saw five fingers, but I wasn't really convinced. I struggled with my covers a lot and then finally managed to get out of bed. I looked at my hand again and thought I saw a faint 6th finger. This was not my bedroom but a bedroom I had at my dads house when I was in high school. No bells went off yet though. I went to the window and looked out. I saw trees and a street beyond them, it was very peaceful outside and still dark out. I tried to look at my hands again and again a faint 6th finger but it was still dark in the room. I walked to the bedroom door to the light switch and on the way there I pinched myself under the arm. Didn't feel anything, but still not convinced. I then turned on the light switch and it didn't work. I looked and there were several different plates. I switched another on and the lights came on. I looked at my fingers now and had seven on one hand. I checked the other and had 7 as well. Lucid: I thought of going downstairs and getting a dog biscuit, again I immediately spun out. Not sure what is going on lately. Guess I need to work on stabilizing a little more once becoming lucid and I am a little calmer.

Dream 1

I find myself in a living room of some kind sitting there with my fiance. She is talking to me about how she doesnt believe in Lucid dreaming and that its dumb and fake. I tell her that i have to disagree as right now I am lucid dreaming(im not really) I tell her that i can prove it to her by simply playing a few games with her and I can still win because I can control the dream as I am dreaming it. We turn on an old nintendo and put in a few games. One of them was a racing game We played it and i closed my eyes and kept racing and won the game I opened them and said see look i could see the turns in my head because I was controling it. We then put in another game and it was a tank shooting game. I closed my eyes but this time it was harder to control I could tell i was missing several shots due to the fact that my tank and another tank looked so much alike I cheated and peeked and saw which one i was and closed my eyes again and then destroyed the game by shooting every tank and blowing them instantly. I smiled and opened my eyes and told her that I wasnt lieing and that I was lucid dreaming and sharing the dream with her. She finnaly agreed and we just went about doing random things.

Dream 2.

I was in my old town and was driving my Jeep. I was mind my own business going slow when the front tire basicly blew up. I got out and thought that was weird... So i got out got into my old car and headed down a street. I got a ways and my car began to shake very violently I thought to myself what is going on? I looked around and then boom! my front left tire on this car blew up as well. I got out looked at and thought how the hell is this happening.. I got back in and im like screw it im almost to my parents house i can drive it the rest of the way like this. So i did just that i hoped in and went slow and drove the car to my parents house. When i got there it was our old home before it was remodeled my parents were clearing out my old room and for some reason i had lots of dishes in my room and my parents were trying to say that they were nasty and there was cum in the cups and stuff. I told them that is nasty that even thought i would do that and they finnaly were like Oh your right it was just ramen??

Dream 3.

I went to a church and sat with some family friends. It felt like somebody was after us but I couldnt really tell who or why. We stood up and began to leave but one of them forgot their camera so i bent down to grab it and they were gone.

Dream 4

I went to a college and was talking to this girl(dont recall any details about her) she was helping me with the class kind of seemed like a teacher but also a student. I had a new book but then after looking away and back at it there was pencil writing all over the book and it looked horrible. there was also random papers inside the book that were not mine.

Dream 5.

I was superman and I was flying around but I would hit theese spots above water that was a weird gravity flux. It would make me fall down and not be able to fly. I destroyed them one by one and some how made a bunch of rocks go flying into space. I hid myself amongst the rocks as there was some people looking for me. I made my way back to earth shortly after and hit the biggest Gravity flux of them all. I fell down into this snowy ice area and broke off the outershell to this thing. it turned out to be somebodies house that was designed just like the other gravity things I tried to break into it but it had an energy barrier and i couldnt break it but i could pull it and everything. I pulled part of it out and a secuity system activated and it threw me to the ground and poured out this teal colored liquid. It then said out loud YOu can only destroy me when you know the amount of ounces you need . I figured out i needed alot of this luquid and then i needed to stab it when a very long and sharp object. I then began to do jut that and broke the shield.

Dream 6.

I was captured with some other people inside of this giant base. Bad guys were keeping us locked up and then for some reason decided to let us out. We got away from them but then got locked up inside a different cage. Each cage had a different look to it which we found out was because it was custome made for us. One guy had a cage that had all white walls but the ground was all red (dexter related) he was saying it had to do probably with when he can first recall he was found in a white room that was covered in blood on the floor. My room was orange but had white lines on it and there was a few others that had rooms to. The dream became more of a movie and i was watching it in third person seeing the badguys then the good guys. The good guys eventually broke out again and got away and that is when I woke up

drempt i came back from college and my mom and grandma had been in the past really racist but they decided to stop. my grandma said "were learning honey and thats all you can ask"

i was hapapy to be back in the house as a servant.

then my old friend mark ryan was there and i brough him some coffe. i forgot it wasnt insta coffe though and i just put the grounds in some milk with no hot water and it tasted really bad

#1
I am at a long dinner table eating with people from work. We are discussing new assessments. I express thinly veiled disdain at the idea of more testing. I am worried that they will think ill of me for holding such ideas. One colleague has a University of Northern Kentucky marching band costume on. A bottle of wine is produced.

#2
I step outside of my paternal grandparent's house. It is night. I walk down the driveway into the street. Everything is dim and shadowy. I recall my previous dream and realize that I am now dreaming. Lucid, I break into a run and leap into the sky. I remember mid jump that I should RC and stabilize the dream. I try to get my hands together. I am tumbling through space. I can't control my hands. I bring them up to my face and frantically try to rub them together. No dice. I wake up.

WBTB (5 min) + MILD produced this. Second in as many nights.

I have no aspirations to fly. I have no idea why this occurred. It was almost instinctual.

My dream started off with me at my home. My dad was trying to make something in the kitchen but I messed him up somehow than he told me to leave and I did. After doing something I don't remember I appeared at a apartment. A young cousin of mine told me I had to sleep there with them for the night. He said my brother called and said be careful because of the 1970's killer. That the 1970's killer came into the apartment before with a gun. Than my cousin showed me a gun. I was like OK... Than someone else said keep the door closed. Well, I was laying on the bed and turned to see someone sitting on a baby. I was like oh my god! Move! When was this baby here!? I grabbed the baby calming it down and the person next to me said they don't know. I than got up and left and found myself in my brothers room in the basement. I could see a 2 little girls and their mom but I felt somewhat transparent to them. I became aware I was dreaming and tryed to jump/fly upstairs without them seeing me. But the little girl turned to her mom and said she saw me. The little girl took a broom and tryed hitting me and so I got scared. Than a thought popped up. A long time ago when I wrote about a airplane dream on dream central the guy said it was good I didn't stay downstairs. So I thought it might be bad and ran for the stairs. But someone chased me from behind screaming no! Than grabbed me when I was on the stairs so close to reaching the top. She grabbed my stomach and held me tight. I actually felt real pain and I was like stop! Trying to get up. I looked up and I could see a basketball court with players but than I woke up. It turned out my neck was actually in pain and I could smell smoke. There was a fire somewhere I don't know but not close enough to where I live. So we were safe but my dad closed my window for me cause it smelled bad and I went back to sleep. It was like at 4 or 5 I woke up.

Something to do with my parents setting up for my eighteenth birthday party (that already happened, yohoo reality check!) But the neighbors next door are throwing a party as well and there is a long pointless argument about how much space each person's party takes up.

Something to do with my high school graduation. (yohoo, not for 4 more months, reality check!) The graduation is taking place in this auditorium similar to the one my high school has but it feels like the auditorium is facing the wrong way.

Something to do with staying at some motel. The motel has a convenience store in the lobby with mostly just snack food (chips, candy bars, etc) The convenience store has a refrigerated section that you can walk into and it is much larger than it seems necessary. I eventually find myself outside again. I go into another door and find myself inside a school.

Yeah, that made no sense to me either.

Something to do with me talking with this elderly man outside my house. (Well we were outside my house but it felt like we were way off in the wilderness.) He was talking to me about these throwing darts that he had and explaining to me that at night, wolves come and bite into the back end (opposite the tip, these darts had a small cushion on the back end) and when their fang goes into it, it makes a buckeye and the cushion hardens because of the wolf saliva.
The man says something about wanting to sell weapons and train people in martial arts. He tries to demonstrate these karate kicks but fails miserably.
Then the man decides to teach me something by shooting me with a revolver. (Not the brightest, now is he.) He gets his revolver and it looks really big and bulky. The bullets too look really big and bulky. He has me stand about fifteen feet away from me, and continues. (Don't know if it was intentional or not) shooting all around me.
He gets to his last bullet and aims it at my legs. He fires and the bullet suddenly starts going really slow and everything else stops moving. I Jump into the air and stick there. The bullet moves fast once more and flies under me and everything else starts moving at normal pace again.
Hmm... that was weird that I could dodge a bullet like that. I should definitely keep an eye out if I'm going to have more lucid dreaming experiences. Let's do a reality check just to be
-wakes up-

23.02.2014

Antarctic Machinery (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was on a camp in Antarctica and they showed me how everything worked. There were 3 guys working huge machinery in 2 rooms which were on top of each other. The rooms were built in a mountain; the first floor was missing a wall and the second floor didn't have a ceiling.
The guys explained to me what they were doing. They had to do something on the first floor (Forgot what) and then had to climb up some kind of ladder to get to the upper floor where they had to push some buttons or pull levers, not sure what. Then got down again and repeat the whole thing.
After they showed it to me I tried it myself. It was pretty damn simple. To climb they had pillars full of open latex suits around them. You just had to jump against them and you were instantly kinda wearing one of those latex suits that were attached to the pillar and could easily climb up.
They also had a bunch of these pillars in a row leading outside the 2 rooms, which were probably used as lookout posts.
A woman with black hair, red parka and freckles was there too. She tried out the lookout posts pillars. Instead of jumping from pillar to pillar thow, she immediately jumped to the furthest away one she could reach. The workers didn't like that and told her to be more careful.

(That woman was the main protagonist from the graphic novel "White Out" I'm reading right now and I actually read a few sites of before sleeping.)

February 23, 2014

3:33 am non-lucid

I had a dream that I went to Japanese camp to teach, but when I got there together with my husband who was dropping me off, I was having second thoughts. I didn't want to be away from my husband for 2 weeks, no cell phone contact. So I had to confront my employers, who knew me since I went to Japanese camp as a teen. There was a Chinese male and a white female. Went to the back room offices to talk. At first small talk, but the Chinese man could tell something was wrong. I hugged him at one point since it's been a while since I've seen him. When I mentioned how I didn't think this was going to work, he said not all marriages work out. Then I said hold up, no, I'm talking about the job. We were confused over the word pre-meditated, or a word similar to that, which caused the misunderstanding. The word's definition in the dream eluded to something not working out, not the definition in waking life. He told me to reconsider working there and how it is only two weeks and my Japanese would improve a lot.

The lighting was very dim, like nighttime throughout the dream. I remember going out and reminiscing over the camp. Then I went over to a bunch of children's books that were about mythical native American or Inuit creatures in the snow. Theme of heritage, culture being passed down. I read one of the books, which had a theme of pride in one's culture. The book had a few foreign words in it, but not in Japanese. It could've been a book about the same content, but in Japanese, yet it wasn't. I didn't understand why.

Before I confronted my employers, there was another worker in the dream who when found out about the cell phone rule, also felt she couldn't do that. She was short, I think her hair was pulled back, dark hair. Not a language employee, instead another kind of staff. Her face kind of resembled my piano instructor's. She was encouraged to speak up after hearing that I wanted to and has a husband too. She's older than me.

I remembering arguing to the Chinese man that if only my husband could work that summer too, but couldn't because of his job, implying that he should hire him and pay him to solve things.

When contemplating, I was leaning my head on a wall or pole.

I was having second thoughts before we even left to go to the camp, which is states away, but still decided to drive there with my husband.

I felt sad to be conflicted. Loved Japanese camp so much, but had to choose between keeping my marriage strong (which could end up fine even if I did work at the camp) or working at a place I loved and grew from. Reminiscent, though setting not at all like the actual camp, as usual in dreams.

The white lady resembled my TEFL (Teaching English as a Foreign Language) instructor, who is pregnant in waking life and pregnant in the dream. Dream was in English and non-lucid.

I woke up with a song from Animal Crossing: New Leaf playing in my head. I immediately realized I had a dream when I woke up, wanted to record it and jumped to my dream journal.

Time after writing down this dream: 4:01am.

Mantra: 夢を見ることを分かっています (I will realize I'm dreaming) 野原に風で空を飛びたい (I will fly in a field using the wind)

I had asked my husband if he has had a flying dream before, and he said yes, many times. He recalled one in which he was being caught up by the wind in a field and flying really high. So I imagined using that method to fly.

4:07 am Haven't fallen asleep
4:15 am Still not asleep
4:40 am Still not asleep

6:02 am

Dream 1 MILD

I realize that I am dreaming and check through the thumb/palm RC. I am so excited to confirm my thoughts that I am dreaming by seeing my thumb go through my palm. I try to jump so that I can levitate/fly, excited that I am lucid dreaming, afraid to be short on time. The gravity is definitely not normal and I kind of float through the air as I jump, but I don't exactly get far off of the ground. This is probably because I'm inside a building.

Before I become lucid, my dream is set in my apartment at night and I feel there has been an intruder. The intruder is female and I could hear her have a phone call in Spanish and sing from my bed. My husband and I are both in the bed and I try to alert him but he doesn't really think there's any threat and just goes back to sleep. I am extremely afraid and I think at some point my husband does leave the bed and is harmed, but the scenario resets itself. I eventually realize I am dreaming and next to my bed practice jumping.

The dream is in English and was induced with MILD. Along with saying my mantas about flying, I also was a little paranoid about an intruder, though I tried to push the thought away.

Dream 2 non-lucid

I was heading towards a babysitting job for a Japanese family. When I met the mother, she talked to me in Japanese and I replied in Japanese, though I didn't remember any of the dialogue. She lived in an apartment.

I remember walking down the hall to the apartment and seeing her neighbors, who aren't Japanese. Her neighbors were intimate and I remember it being embarrassing to witness, but I don't remember what happened. I think their bathroom was in the hall and one was using the toilet, yet with no shame of being in public and still smiling and waving.

This was non-lucid.

I think I might've woken up in between the 1st and 2nd dream, or if not consciously thought in between the dreams that I need to write down my lucid dream before I forget, but instead moved onto a 2nd dream.

Time after writing down these dreams: 6:22am

1. [Non-Lucid]
I'm on a bus with my friend Alex, I ask the driver to stop as I would like my harness on, so he/she stops the bus rather angrily and comes and puts my harness on.
We arrive at our destination, now I'm inside a building at a desk talking to a guy, I notice how high the ceiling is.

2. [Non-Lucid]
Were in a shop looking at beds...all of them had no mattress, just a blanket, we then leave.

We are now walking through this mossy green field in some sort of forest, the ground is riddled with roots that you would trip over if you aren't paying attention.
My Nan asked me to help her by pointing out the roots so she won't trip and hurt her really thin skin (she bruises and cuts very easily), so as I'm walking along I tell her where the roots are and to be careful.

3. [Non-Lucid]
Looking at comments on Reddit I think about Barack Obama and some other random stuff like "60% of Sweden is undiscovered, they had maps but lost them in the war".

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Possible dream signs:
Nan, Mum, Alex, Reddit, Harness

I had a number of dreams last night but this is the only one I could really recall.

I was inside a house that had been shown on Most Haunted, although it isn't actually one the TV series showed but in my dream I knew it was from Most Haunted. I was skeptical about the "ghosts" that were caught on camera and was looking at each area where there had been a ghost filmed and was explaining how special effects could make it look like a ghost was there. At the same time I was feeling a bit nervous in case a ghost really was there.

This dream starts off in a cave. The earth is dark brown. There is lava pouring out of holes in the walls, and there are puddles of it about every 10 feet. The cave isn't open; it's more of an underground tunnel. It seems to go on forever in front of me and behind me. I had no idea why I was there. Then I was in a pharmacy. (I work in a pharmacy in real life, but this one wasn't anything like the pharmacy I work in). This pharmacy didn't get medication from any manufacturer, we made them in the pharmacy itself using various roots and leaves. The pharmacy was built like this: only one floor; think of a small, old schoolhouse, except it has a flat roof; the whole front side is made of glass and there is a sliding glass door; the walls are made of small, brown bricks, the the inside walls are flat and white; after walking in, there is a white table to the left just big enough for two people to sit across from each other (probably for consultations); there is a counter half way into the pharmacy that starts from the left wall and runs to the right wall until there is only enough space for people to walk in and out of the work area; the back wall was made up of, I'd say, about eight rows by twelve columns of brown baskets that were separated by the same, white material as the wall, into cubby-like spaces (if you've ever seen Spirited Away, it was similar to the way the Boiler Man organized his herbs and spices); there were two computers near the rear, left corner of the work area, and one computer on the counter. I was sitting at a computer in the corner typing, but there was nothing on the screen. Then a man and his boy sat at the one to the left of me. I wondered how he got back there and why he was there with his son. I said something philosophical, but I didn't get a response from him. Then I tried to say something funny, but he still didn't say anything. Then there was a lady who wanted help at the counter behind me. She had hair like Bozo the Clown, but it was grey instead red. There were streaks of black in it as well. She was very old. I'd say about 60 or 70. She also had a severe case of kyphosis (hunchback) and a wide frown. She was yelling and demanded that I gave her a sheet of paper hanging on the side wall. I looked up and there was a stack of papers nailed to the wall. I looked closer at them and noticed that they were blank prescriptions already signed by the physician. I told her that there is no way we can give her one because she will use it to write a false prescription. I turn back around to work on what I was working on on my computer, but then I heard my mom, the woman, and a doctor talking to the woman. They had one of the sheets of paper and were helping the woman write a false prescription. I couldn't believe my eyes. The next thing I knew, I was in a dorm room with two of my friends. Let's call them Bob and Jim. The place we were in was a massive, two story hotel/dormitory. The front side of it was made entirely of glass, and there was a small door on the bottom left of the building. The inside was like a log cabin, but it wasn't made of whole, round logs; they were cut and the walls and floors were flat. Straight ahead after entering there was an activity room that had a pool table in it, and to the right of the entrance against the wall was an office room. The office room was walled in, but from the waist up was an area of glass, so you could see in. Just beyond the office was a hall way that went deep into the dormitory with doors on either side of it. The room Bob, Jim, and I were in was the last on the left. I knew in my head that we were in a dorm room, but it looked like a stereotypical hotel room. There was one bed and a TV in front of it. The carpet was magenta mixed with dark blue and green. Yaknow, stereotypical hotel room. Bob had his backpack and I knew that he had some form of recreational drugs in it. We left the room and went to the activity room. Bob put his backpack on the pool table, and started to roll a joint. Then we look up and saw two men walk into the building. I personally knew they weren't cops, but Bob was worried and started to gather his things to go back to the room. Jim was like, okay. Then a middle-aged woman entered the room. I then realized that I had no pants on. I started to look for some pants and thought there would be some on the pool table, but it wasn't a pool table anymore, it was a very tall, normal table. The table's surface was up to my chest instead of my hip. I frantically reached on top of the table for pants. I found a pair, but they were shaped as if someone was wearing them. Bob said that they were his, took them, then threw me a pair of big, baggy, green jeans. I thought they were odd because the pockets were just below my knees... not that they were slacking, but that's just where the pockets were placed on the pants. Bob had already left and was probably in the room, but Jim and I stayed behind for a little bit because there was a group of four terribly gothic girls who were playing metal music. It was very simple, but the sound quality was legit, so I stayed until they were done. One of the girls said that I make her sound like a recording she made for her friend on FarmVille. I never played that game before, so I just said, "Oh," and walked on. I sat down and leaned my back up against a wall in the hall next to a large painting. I don't know what the painting was of, but there was a lot of blue, green, and white. Maybe a landscape? Anyhow, I realized that I was wearing earbud headphones and I was listening to a podcast. It was of my friends Jim and Bob talking about me realizing that I'm dreaming and if I will be able to. I didn't think anything of it. Anyhow, when I stand up, next thing I know is I'm in a banquet hall for martial arts. I was wearing a white tae kwon do uniform and I had a yellow belt. Bob had a black and a red belt on. Both belts he was wearing were slanted, but at different angles, so they made an X. Jim was sitting at our table. There were many rows of rectangular, brown tables. The ones you'd see at a family reunion. The one next to ours was a large, circle table. There were many karate people sitting at it. The space between our table and theirs was enough for me to squeeze through, but instead of walking through them, I lifted myself up between them like I would when I was a kid. I did a karate kick and the people at the round table laughed. The next thing I knew I was outside. I was hearing the earbud headphones I had on earlier and was listening to the same podcast... the one of which Bob and Jim were talking about me realizing I was dreaming. I still don't know why I didn't question it, but meh. I was hiking outdoors in a forest-like area. There were large trees on either side of me, and a dirt path in front of me. I walked on the path for awhile and got to a small incline. It was pretty steep, but only a few feet up, so I crawled up it. When I got to the top, the scenery around me changed. Instead of being surrounded by trees, there was a space on both sides of me that was free of trees. It was as if something had drawn a line on a map through the trees and they were gone on that strip of land. I passed it and the trees continued again. The podcast I was listening to changed from Bob and Jim talking to the two guys from Radiolab on NPR. They were talking about someone muscular who was on the run. I knew it couldn't be me because I'm not very muscular. Apparently he stole a ton of money. So, I get to another incline and just beyond it I get to a green truck/SUV. It was a mix between the pick-up truck and SUV. There was also a very large tree to the right of it, and just behind that, a police car was poking out. I was afraid of it because I thought the police officer would think I was the guilty one because I was just walking alone. I approached the cop car and it became another green SUV/truck. The were no more trees near me. I then saw a gas station and a street intersection. I crossed one street to get to the gas station. Parked there was a semi truck facing me. Next to it was another green SUV/truck. Then, another green SUV/truck pulled up to my side and flashed its lights at the semi-truck. The semi-truck slowly pulled forward, I looked up, and I opened my eyes. I was in my room, but it was still pitch black. I remembered the dreams that I just had and wondered why I never did a reality check. I wanted to make a habit out of doing them so I'd do them in my dreams, so I plugged my nose and breathed in. That's right, I breathed in. I had no problem breathing, even when my nose was plugged, and this blew my mind. I realized I had a false awakening. As soon as I put my hand back down, extremely intense vibrations waved throughout my body. My entire body was vibrating, but there was also a concentration of vibrations that pulsed up and down my body. Wherever the concentration of vibrations went in my body felt overwhelmingly good. I felt pure joy, relaxation, happiness, and pretty much every positive emotion and physical feeling. I kept blinking. Eventually, my vision of pitch-blackness started to rip in two. It was as if someone held a black piece of construction paper in front of my eyes and ripped it slowly. Behind it I saw my room, slightly lit from the morning sun.