non-lucid

Today i dreamt i was in my parent's bedroom.
i was lying down on their bed. on the bedroom door
my dad was hitting Boni with a kitchen paper roll
for some reason i told him "stop hurting her" he seemed angry
and came to me, he strangled me, i tried to scream "MOM! MOM!"
My mom saw my dad strangling me, she brought a knife and snapped
him on the left leg. for some reason i felt ym arm being snapped as well
i felt that awful pain, i wanted to stop that nightmare and i woke up.


Dream elements:

-Dad
-Boni (my brother's female dog)
-mom
-parent's bedroom



Technique used: ----------


hours slept: 12 hours

Jan 4. 2014

Last night bed 12-1 am - 10:15 am

Had a bunch of dreams. Woke up, recalled a dream, but didn't write it down. Then had some more dreams.

DR:
I'm with classmates. My moms kitchen. Sitting down with others for some "orientation". Something goes wrong and I leave. I'm now in some water park. Thinking which water shoot I'll go down to escape. Looking inside some tubes, some are closed off.

I'm walking away by a sea wall. Want to just sit down and be looking at the ocean and sunset. But I also want to go down to the beach to collect seashells.

Classmate is running after me. Giving me some papers. A small kid is pick-pocketing me. I grab his arm and start asking who is his parent. I drag him by some people standing outside their one story houses. From the look on one guys face, and scared look on boys face I know that guy is his dad. Inside of the house a woman laying on bed is throwing up blood. Lung cancer. That's why that man sent his kid to steal. I still don't like it but now I understand. I don't know how to help them.

I am turning the corner into my neighborhood, I'm walking with someone, I don't recognize them but just assume they're my friend. We hear a voice call us from behind and we turn around to see. It's a male who looks to be in his late fifties. He asks us if we want to go to the acid field. We say no thanks, because he has the look in his eyes that there's creepy intent behind them. Then we start to walk towards my house again, but then he says something to us again, he says "let me give you a ride to acid field." I still don't trust him and want to go home, but my friend start walking with him, I don't want to leave her alone with him so I go with them. Then we are at this place in a hidden run down hangar. There's junk everywhere, and junk for seats. He tells us to go sit somewhere, so we do, there's about 30 other people my age here sitting, I recognize some of them from high school. We're all watching these two girls fight, and there's a pair of boy getting ready with the hand wrap to fight next. I come to the conclusion that the guy was collecting people to fight at his fight club and that I would have to fight, I looked around and saw no big competition from boys or girls so I didn't mind, but instead he sent me down this thin path that was lined with jungle, roots, vines and it was night. I don't know what I'm supposed to do, but then I knew without seeing her that my twin flame was here, and I completely submitted and laid down on the path. I was going to sleep near her. Then sudden;y it was day, I got up and continued walking forward and the jungle came to an opening and it was rows of unused farmland and I saw her green tent on the left side of the path and when I saw it move I ran into the field on the right of the path and kept running. then i woke up. [what a coward]

So I did a lot of intention setting prior to bed and when I laid down I was repeating some mantras and trying to remember some of the TOTMs and what else I wanted to do. I was trying to convince myself of all of this and it seemed to just make me anxious and not be able to sleep. When I finally put my mind to rest a bit and start drifting off I could feel myself going to sleep, partial dreams and partial awake, it was very strange. My dream seemed very unstable and very chaotic, I could see buildings and objects just growing which apparently I was causing, nothing vivid whatsoever though.

I woke up many other times with just snippits of dreams but didn't really concentrate on recall since I just knew I was going to have a lucid later (which never happened). Instead I focused on getting back to sleep.

Woke with this one in the morning which wasn't really super vivid but I recalled quite a bit none the less.

I was with a DC in a car. We were headed back from somewhere but not sure where. I was in the buff for some reason but not sure why. I was very upset at my nudity and was just kinda covering as much as I could while we were driving. We ended up in a auto shop maybe a chop shop, not really sure. We stopped by the supervisor who was by a computer or something and asked about how much it was going to be to get a car that we 'aquired' fixed. The price popped up on the register as 12 thousand something maybe a 234 but not really sure about the last three digits. We continued and parked, I think I was clothed at this point or just forgot I was in the buff. There was a couple of guys working on buffing a car with a squirt bottle and small hand held buffers. We turned into the guys who were buffing and the DC I was with found my sun glasses on a motorcycle which I had apparently misplaced. Don't remember this transition but I wound up at home in a kitchen getting breakfast ready for my daughter. my wife showed up and wanted to show my step son the car we got. We went to the garage and there was a white porche sitting in the garage. She told him to take a look inside and he started to drive it, turning out of the garage. I was yelling at him to stop (not yet able to drive), he finally started to back up and I realized the car was just a Honda morano or something not amazing like a porche. He almost backed it into a wall and finally stopped. My wife began to get on him and he ran at me trying to get away, I held out my arms or hands to block him from getting me and wound up making him do some crazy flip backwards.

That was about it. Nothing too amazing, I had really anticipated a lucid last night too. Maybe tonight!

Legend: Non-Lucid , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

Urban Exploration:
Part 1
After playing around on a computer at school and talking to some teachers, i decide to go urban exploring. I arrive at a place which looks a lot like where i live. Long driveway, surrounded by hilly fields and a big house at the top. As i walk up the driveway, i notice about 50 people sitting around and talking (they are all people i know). I need a group to go into the house with so some of these people will do but i can't bring all of them. I start walking around and hitting people on the head with a stick. I knocked out about 30 leaving 20 people left. I could then split these 20 up into two groups to explore the house with.

I talk to the people sitting down and they walk up to the house with me. Once there, we split up into two groups. Ben declares himself leader of a group. (Ben is a guy i know and one of the people that were sitting on the driveway). We walk into the building and find ourselves at a sort of main chamber which splits off into two paths. One path on the right and one on the left. Ben and his group go left and my group goes right. We enter a room which has a shape sort of like a octagon. Small walkways were attached to the sides of the walls which went around almost the entire room. In the middle, there was a machine on a circular platform with pipes attached to it that connected to the back of the room. Around the middle platform, there were waterways which were about 6 foot deep. These waterways went around almost the entire room except when the pipes cut them off.

As we approached the room, my stupid group decides to immediately jump into the water and start swimming. They went left around the middle and headed towards the back of the room. I went along the right wall staying on the walkway. As i approached the pipes in the back, the walkway ended and i had to start walking on the concrete which the large pipes were attached to. as i walked, my group talked about the stories of this room. It's supposedly here to take water from a lake and process it into drinking water but the previous owners used the room to kill people. I make my way to the pipes which connect to the middle machine and jump onto the concrete under them. The pipes here were elevated. They had sprinklers attached to them and constantly sprayed water below them. I quickly pass under the sprinkler spraying the least amount of water but the water it sprayed was dirty so i ended up sticking my head under one of the clean sprinklers. As i do this, i suddenly pass out.

Part 2
I wake up in the same room, except the water ways no longer exist, the room is level. There is no machine in the middle, it was replaced by a table and chairs. There are windows on the right wall letting light in from the outside, those weren't there before. Near the doorway to the room, i see my desk. As i stand up, i also see my jacket on the ground and a girl passed out near the wall. I put my jacket back on and attempt to go get the girl up but i hear footsteps so i get behind the table and look under it. One of Ben's group members is walking into the room. I relax a little and stand up, although i still have a weird feeling about all of this.

Ben's friend shouts some nonsense and Ben eventually makes his way into the room. I subconsciously dislike him now because i get a feeling that all of this is connected to something he did. He starts talking, i think i forgot all of what he said, but a van backs into the room and in it is Ben's friends dressed up oddly, like all of them are about to perform a heist or something. Ben gets into the van and says something about urban exploring and leaves.

I notice a fire in the main room. They kept it alive all night, throwing in old notebooks and paper to keep it burning. I walk over to my desk and out of habit start checking the stuff on it. I notice my wallet and check that to see if anything is gone. It really shouldn't matter since there's no way this could be my actual desk. I then start checking the drawers. One drawer has a dvd about militia from Chile and as i look at it, I enter a trance and picture myself actually in Chile watching events happen. But i shortly snap out of it and put the dvd up. The dream then ends.

A bunch of colleagues and myself decided to go to the beach. We all rallied on a square/market made of different parts of my last block in Zagreb, but somehow strongly reminiscent of Rijeka. I remember Peti, Grga, and the Mihaljevic brothers, but I think there was someone else with us. We walked between the tall concrete buildings surrounding the market, and got to the other side.

We turned left past the buildings on the other side, and we were on a stone/dirt path heading for the beach. It was the same path I walked in Tomasevac, Rijeka, as a kid. The beach was very similar, but somehow different, the water was dark and looked more like an ocean, than a sea. It looked very nice but I didn’t even think about swimming as we neared it, my mind was focused somewhere else.
Suddenly I realized that I didn’t bring any swimming gear, not even a backpack. I hurried back and Grga and someone else followed me on their bikes (which they didn’t have previously).
They decided to wait for me behind the house on the corner we turned last.

I grabbed a plastic bag with my gym clothes, but no sneakers, and went back. Suddenly another colleague, Boltek, was in the group too. We went to the beach, but were in a spiraling staircase walking upwards.
It was the spiraling staircase leading to a billiards club we often went to (and hung out there quite a lot in the past). The stairs were very narrow, and the guys were making their usual snarky remarks concerning my situation.

Then, we were no Prokhorovka, a map in World of Tanks. The eastern side of the map was missing, and instead behind the tracks was the road to the beach we went through prior. We started from the north spawn, and pushed the south (the map was inverted). I was in my VK3601(H). As I pushed over the ridge I found a Sturer Emil confronting me. I flanked him, but he pinned me to the wall next to the road. As I tried to push loose, suddenly I had my hands again and, with help from Peti, tipped the Sturer over on his side away from me. I stepped over him and felt the armor plating beneath my feet bend and twist, as if it was made of tin. I was scared that I would fall through, but I didn’t. It was only up to my chest height, too.

Then we continued to the beach….

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Dream 1: [COLOR="#800080"]I'm on the top of a mountain and there is a lot of snow on it. I see a chairlift thingy that you can travel with from cities to cities. I tell mom that we should use it, she's quite afraid but accepts. We get on the chairlift and it's speed is really fast. I fall from it but mom doesn't so she continues her adventure without caring. [/COLOR]
Dream 2: [COLOR="#800080"]I apparently went to search for that "Aura" again. I'm in a sewer and I look around for some tubes. I finally find them and I go through them even though they're small as hell and I have no idea how I got into them. I keep crawling and there are a lot of challenges that someone forces me to do. I do them but then I suspect that if I do those challenges I'll sell my soul to satan(wut). When I wanna do the last challenge the "someone" transforms into a scissor and it keeps giving me directions on where to go and instructions on what to do. I eventually get out of those tubes and I see a bed but right when I'm about to jump on the bed someone screams loud : "EARTHQUAKE" and the ground starts shaking. I jump on the wall and start running up so I can get to the top. I get to the top and jump out of the building and I start laughing and stuff. I somehow got in the front of my high-school and there are lots of people. One of the girls tells me that her parents are really violent and that they have mental isuess and I get really sad so I hug her.[/COLOR]
Dream 3 : [COLOR="#800080"]I get out of my school and I find this green turtle. I pick it up and she bites me. I slap her a little and then she starts to get really violent. I run into my apartment complex and I realize that the turtle can't really come up for some reasons. I look at her and laugh then I go upstairs and I see Lady Gaga doing some weird music videos probably.[/COLOR]
Dream 4: [COLOR="#800080"]I'm somewhere near a river. There are colorful flowers around the river and the place looked just amazing. I ask a girl where we are and the girl says that we are in Japan. She keeps telling me stuff about Japan and then I tell her that there is a huge difference between Romania and Japan.I tell her that I wanted to move in Korea but now I wanna move in Japan. I get closer to the river and there are some weird purple tiny creatures that jump on you. (I also kind of remember something about the cherry blossoms trees, their leaves kept falling)[/COLOR]
Dream 5: [COLOR="#800080"]I'm at high-school and there seems to be a special actvity. People were crazy and kept doing all kind of weird stuff. The school looked extremely colorful. A girl tells me that we need to exchange classrooms with another class. I run fast to the other class and they have an english lesson going on. I fastly pack up my stuff and then the teacher asks if someone knows what "activitate" means in english(Activitate means activity). I tell the teacher that I know the answer but then I'm like : "Wait, I don't belong to this class" and start laughing. I walk out of the class and right when I'm at the door the teacher says: "Anna, you can tell the answer". I get back but then realize there's another Anna in the class and I run out of it embarassed.[/COLOR]
Dream 6(fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]Something about me when I was in the kindergarten. I think people were ignoring me and stuff.[/COLOR]
Dream 7(fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]I was in a house that looked like a mushroom and there were 2 girls in it that welcomed me.[/COLOR]
Dream 8(fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]Talking with Hathor28 and she is sick.[/COLOR]

Didn't sleep well, had a terrible headache.
All I remember is that I dreamt that I sent D another email, asking him to respond to me finally.
During my morning nap I dreamt of grandma visiting my parents. And grandma needed a new phonebook? So mother tells her this special phone book can only be bought at the airport around 200 miles away and therefore we need to drive there next Friday? Weird, I know.
But it gets better. I'm 30 and now I tell grandma "Thanks, no I have to spend my next weekend at boarding school because nobody will be home because of your freaking phone book.

Night of January 4, 2014. Saturday.



This dream, unknown to me at the time, related directly to my wife Zsuzsanna’s dream and memories, as well as an old photograph negative she had been looking at without telling me.

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I am passive, tolerant, and patient in this dream. (I am not lucid, but it is rather vivid.) I vaguely remember thinking of manifesting a potential scene of romance and love-making, though I do not initiate it. My surroundings seem “wrong” somehow, as if I had come to be in the middle of some sort of fiasco created by a religious person. I am in a public hall at a small gathering of perhaps twenty people or more. It seems to be a group of people in an informal (bucolic) prayer meeting, perhaps in the late 1800s at first, but is more likely in the 1970s. The partially gray-haired preacher is directly to my right and reading from a personal book of sermons (not the Bible) and others are following along and repeating some of his words and phrases. There is no singing. I am seated in the front row and there are three rows of plastic chairs (not pews) I am aware of, of about eight or nine people each. There are also a few people seated on the floor in front of us near the first row only.

I am not one hundred percent sure as to what is in the area before us - as to whether it is a stage (which I do get an impression of and it seems logical). I am not sure as I never look in that particular direction at all (other than the immediate foreground where the girl and a few other people are sitting informally on the floor). There does seem to be an implication of a door on my far right as well as a stage likely being in front of us, but I am only slightly aware of it. All of this, in almost every detail when verifying certain things, matches the area Zsuzsanna was at the age she was relative to the young version of her here, though I had never been there and I did not know what it looked like.

The girl (young version of Zsuzsanna) who is seated on the ground in front of me, informal cross-legged style, seems happy I am there (but seems slightly sad and out-of-place) and turns around to touch my left knee with her right hand. However, there seems to be some sort of strange electromagnetic alteration (invisible barrier) of her intent and she reverses her motion and puts her hand back down as if the act is not physically possible and this makes me feel a bit “off” and both sensually and spiritually denied in my own dream (maybe she is uncertain of her approach).

I am rather annoyed at not jumping into a sensual adventure in my own dream (or even at least comforting the girl spiritually as even that was preferable to this “meeting” as a group, as it seems riddled with dogma and robotic continuity rather than with real consciousness and focus), so I decide to work on some music and start to write the notes down in my music book. The preacher, however, pulls it so that I cannot write properly (but does not touch me directly as if there is a similar barrier as with the girl) and makes a comment I do not recall. Imagine being denied both sensually and creatively - and I see that I have to follow along with the meeting (just to be polite, of course, as if I was viably lucid, I would have changed the entire scenario in a heartbeat) even though I do not belong there. I have no idea why I (or rather my dream self) am this passive. It does relate to Zsuzsanna’s memory and her sense of regret that she shared with me later on. This is more evidence that people can share other people’s memories without being aware of the orientation regarding location and such.

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Regarding Zsuzsanna’s dream, implications in her dream were very similar to mine and left her sad (again, she had been looking at a photograph negative of the group which I never saw and I did not know of the preacher or the location, but these were days where she felt wrong about being near these people, as well as “brainwashed”). In my dream though, I do not sense any “dark energies”. It just seems a bit unusual and wrong, as if any kind of touching, sexual or not, was somehow seen as wrong and one person was “spiritually in charge” of several others.

Zsuzsanna regrets the influence these people had, even getting rid of some of her artwork and even certain music albums and possessions. It was not a religious cult, but probably close to it in some ways. Promoting the idea of “sin” upon a person doing nothing wrong was something I always felt was truly sick and “evil” in itself.

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today i dreamt i was in a illuminated place, the floor was yellow due to the lights illuminating it
then i saw ana filipa, carolina sousa, mariana rocha coming near me.
they came but ignored me, ana filipa greeted vitor and goncalo who normally
are ignored at my school too, i found it weird and sad at the same time.
but then ana filipa gave me a kiss on the cheek.


Dream elements:

-ana filipa
-mariana rocha
-carolina sousa
-vitor
-goncalo


Technique used: MILD


hours slept: 11 hours

I'm reading a book. In it, the main character is looking at a river and thinking "The mare of time." The river surface usually looks calm, but it's been disturbed due to the ongoing combat. There's a thought that it's only humanocentrism that makes him see the 'calm' river as better/more natural than the 'disturbed' river. There's a reference to a distant place he's been searching for, or came from, or that otherwise has been referenced frequently in the story before now; from this point in the story onward, that place will no longer be a major part of the story. There will be a few minor finds, items from that place, fruits, henna - accompanied by the line "It was a good henna, but not enough to sit in front of the Skillet-mirror" - but the place itself will never appear in the story again, which gives the story as a whole a sort of surreal feeling, with storylines that go nowhere and scenes that don't quite match up, aside from always containing the same main character; a focus on imagery rather than plot. It reminds me of a less surreal Maldoror, or a more surreal Gormenghast, and I start thinking about the surreal in my own writing.

There's a Lost Boys tv show, currently showing the Boys versus some vampire skinheads.

A doctor who is giving up his practice and moving to an isolated island, moving in with the couple he loves. He's talking to his mother (a relatively young woman who insists he refers to her as his sister in public) about his intent to stop practicing medicine. They're standing on a small wooden hanging bridge high over a river, surrounded by tropical plants with broad leaves and looking out over the sea; it's very beautiful.

I'm in a marketplace filled with angry people. They don't like being guarded by off-worlders like us, and we're trying to arrange things so we can get at least half the guard duty covered by their own people. One of our guys in uniform is saying something about how surveys indicate the majority of locals don't mind having some off-worlder presence, and we're trying to find the best solution for everyone here, and more research is going to have to be done. I'm not joining in the discussion, I'm sitting in the dirt at the edge of the marketplace, out of uniform, just listening and watching. There'd been a chance of a riot here, but the danger seems to have passed. Now that things seem to have calmed down, the kid who alerted me to the situation and led me here reaches out and picks up the chips - money - that I left beside me on the ground. I put it there for him, but he seemed unsure if it was really okay for him to take it. When he sees me looking at him, he looks scared and smiles at me; I nod, and he grabs the money and runs off.

Someone with a different face than usual is explaining to a horrified listener that he's learned to shapeshift. The listener asks who he can shapeshift into; the answer is something along the lines of "oh, people I've eaten, people I've physically bonded with, anyone really." The listener wonders, but doesn't ask out loud, what physically bonded means exactly; he's wondering if just seeing someone is enough. "Objects, even." The listener, horrified by all this, asks, "What happens to your personhood?" The shapeshifter says he's removed a piece of himself and keeps it separate in this box, which he's now asking the listener to deliver to his aunt for him for safekeeping. It looks ordinary, and the listener asks if this shouldn't be labeled in some way. The shifter mocks the idea. It's not necessary to know something's significance to keep it safe; often it's the opposite, it's simpler and safer if they don't know.

A pair of time-travelers who've recently reunited are stopping by a football game they've been to before. They kept meaning to get around to changing this one little moment in time, and now they've got the chance. There's a guy who's been meaning to propose to his girlfriend, and they're about to be featured on the big screen; the first time around, neither of them had noticed they were on camera, and something unfortunate happened afterward. This time around, the time-travelers are sitting just behind the couple, and they poke them and draw their attention to the camera. The guy takes the moment to propose, the girl accepts - but they both seem rather awkward and uncomfortable with all the attention.

I've been living in a foreign country, working as a live-in tutor, but this is the end of my last day and I'm about to leave. I'm packing up the last of my things and then head downstairs. Downstairs appears to be the house I grew up in, but I'm thinking to myself that this stuff isn't really here, I'm dreaming, and this is only being used as a convenient background, so there's no need to pack it all. Despite this thought, I don't become very lucid; I just focus on sorting out which things only seem to be here because it's a dream, and which things I actually need to pack.

Julie's patting a big, shaggy old dog, in a room with four guys behind her, talking to her, though I can't make out what's being said. I'm using magic to check in on her from a distance and I don't have a very good connection in this room. She gets up and goes into the corridor, where I can't see her at all, but I recognize the sound of her sister's voice. I realize they're heading outside, which is convenient, there's tons of running water out there I can use. I switch the spell to a bit of water running down the side of the wall, and see that they've gone out into the courtyard and are sitting down on the benches around the fountain - even better. As I move the spell, I remember seeing a post here on DV with a title about learning to control the elements in dreams, which I hadn't read, since thinking of the elements as something you have to learn to use sounded counterproductive. I'm thinking about how helpful water spirits have always been. Again, I don't go lucid; the spell's POV has been moved, and I go back to focusing on the view. They're in the courtyard of a building made of large sand-colored stones, surrounded by potted and hanging plants, and from the fountain I'm looking up at Julie's sister, a woman with long black hair, wearing a black dress. She's saying something about "outlanders."

I'm with a group of people crossing a desert, when a girl - Julia - arrives in our camp on foot. She'd been following us after we left town, refusing to take her with us. She's an English woman, dressed in Victorian clothing; she looks as if she must be very hot in those clothes, but she's kept struggling along. Then a scene change, just a quick image: Julia walking in the desert on foot, while I and a woman sitting behind me are riding a horse, far ahead of her.

A fragment: an image of cities and towers in domes surrounded by wilderness, one of which has been heavily decayed, but which appears to rebuild itself as I'm watching; it's related to the breaking of a Sleeping Beauty-style curse.

Side-note Lucid

A strange test
I'm flying in a large military plane - an old bomber? - to meet with some of my work team. I'm a passenger. First we fly to Aaron's house. He's on a cul-de-sac, near the end. We fly a circle around his house and try to figure out if we can land on the road. His house has a lot of antennas. The pilot is talking to Aaron's team lead on the phone, figuring out when we can meet. Aaron's currently really busy, but since we're here in a cool plane, he should be able to make time.

Now I'm in a car with someone driving back. They think I lost one of my shoes, so I'm a security risk; but I still have both my shoes on. Someone got confused. Now I'm back. The final test in some kind of competition is going on, and I've missed one of three hours. I think I still have time to do it all, but I'll need to hurry. I try to calm my nerves. Now I'm in what looks like a living room. Behind me a door leads back into the school. Somehow I accidentally stumbled across a kind of apartment while looking for the school's bathroom. I apologize to the occupants and leave.

Now I'm taking some kind of math test. Now I'm printing some kind of recommendation form sent by AW. Now I've finished everything and I'm looking over it. I read the recommendation letter and am horrified by all the typos. I decide I have time to pull it up and fix it. Something very strange happens with the text editor; it's not cooperating at all. I think I finally manage to get it working. Now I'm editing stuff by playing some kind of game. Things are going well, but then an internal timer reaches six hours and the game becomes much, much harder. Enemies who were previously easy now become strong enough easily to kill me. I'm having real trouble, and I don't have much time left to fix the document before the contest is over. I try to figure out if I can reset the timer to make things easier again.

Two contestants before me sing their final thing. They do a lovely duet in harmony with accompaniment. I congratulate them, and they say that others won't be able to do it since you need accompaniment to sing in harmony. I disagree, but I don't say anything. One of them - Mom? - wants to know if I'm interested in her final score. I say I am, but she doesn't hear me and walks off.



Walking at the park
I'm walking on a path entering a fairly crowded park. I see my pastor talking to a group. This park allows most activities, but if you're going to run, you have to do barefoot running. I don't know if he knows this or if he knows what that means, so I intend to pull him aside later and demonstrate. On my left is a building with an open door. One woman leads a dog out; shortly after, another leads a dog in. I realize the owner of the house must do dog-sitting. I overhear the new lady say something about keeping the dog for an extra half-day this time, and the owner of the business says how much it'll be. Now I'm still walking on the path, but I've got a dog walking with me. It's a Scottish Terrier, very like my step-aunt's old dog Brandy. We're in a park that allows pretty much any activity, except that if you run, you have to do barefoot running. I'm walking him along a path that runs next to a wide stream that leads into a lake. At one point, I realize I've lost him; looking ahead, I see him up ahead, just sniffing a HUGE black dog (I know he's 500 pounds). Both dogs are acting very friendly to each other. I catch up and apologize, and the lady walking the other dog says it's no trouble. Later, we're trying to cross a narrower part of the sidewalk. A lady is three with her slightly disabled adult daughter. They're letting people coming towards us get off the bridge, trying to empty it of people so the daughter will have an easier time getting across. I don't want to wait behind them so I just go around a different way.

Now I'm in a bathroom. I go to use the urinal on the far end (on the left) but realize it has no bottom. I quickly shift one over. Now I'm washing my hands. I'm in the same place as before, but the urinals are gone and sinks are in their place (I don't realize this at the time). I look over at the leftmost sink and get a little confused when I see it has a proper bottom. I notice some buttons along the side - three, with the middle button already pushed in. I press the bottom button and a kind of waterfall out the front of the sink starts, running right onto the floor. I notice a label by the button asking not to use that for too long or it'll flood the bathroom. I press the top button and get a blast of hot air - a hand dryer. An "awooga" alarm also starts up to remind the user to turn it off. I wonder why they didn't have that with the waterfall feature, since that seems much more dangerous. JG is there; we say something brief.

Now I'm leaving the bathroom. As I turn the corner, I realize I lost the dog again. I see some straps and I decide the easiest way to get him back is to hold one of the straps and really believe that it's a leash and he's on the other end (at this point I know I'm dreaming but there's no real awareness). Before I try it, I remember that I wanted to try lots of RCs next time I'm dreaming. Now I'm in an area with some giant windows to my right; the bathroom is to my left. I realize I'm getting that slightly "tipsy" feeling that indicates the dream isn't as stable as I'd like, but I remember that RCs help stabilize, so I start off with the traditional nose-pinch. The feeling of air passing through a pinched nose is one of the most amazing feelings! Next, I remember someone (Sivason?) talking about the importance of remembering the reality of the dreaming body without dwelling on any of its senses. I take a moment to think about that, to remember that this body isn't real, that I've got a real body back in my bed. I move onto the RCs I haven't done before. First, I try to push my left pointer through my right palm. I have a great sense of expectation; I know it'll work and I want to see what happens. There's some resistance, but I can see the back of my right hand bulge some, then my finger pops through. The hole my finger goes through isn't smooth; it's uneven, looking like it really did punch through.

Now I'm trying to remember other RC techs, but I'm having trouble. Finally, I remember the jump test. I jump, expecting to float down; instead, I find myself hanging in mid-air as if caught by the waist, head towards the floor, legs out behind me. I decide I should easily be able to transition to flying. so I stretch out horizontally and fly towards the window. Somehow I get it open. Beyond the window I see a fly screen, but I figure I can punch straight through it, so I fly at it, expecting to go through. Instead, it catches me and starts to stretch and stretch. Somehow I end up going down. I was many stories up, and now I'm going down towards the ground caught in the ever stretching net of the fly screen. Finally, a couple of stories up, the fly screen won't stretch any more and I'm just stuck hanging there. I try to think if I can get back up to the window to knock the flyscreen frame off. I get stuck with my eyes closed and start to panic a bit, but I calm down and start pinching my nose to keep myself grounded. After a few seconds I'm able to open my eyes again. The flyscreen is gone.

Now I'm on something floating, some kind of one-person soft raft. Hundreds of people around me are on similar things, and we're all floating along. I still know this is a dream, but all awareness is gone. I manage to do something impossible to jump up onto a wall running next to the water. Now I'm downstream. I jump from the wall onto people's rafts and use them to cross to the other side, onto some kind of small pier.


Fragment:
Vertical slits have been cut in the side of the microwave cabinet and knives are stuck through them like a strange knife block. The largest knife is just touching the side of the microwave.

Legend: Non-Lucid , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

Desert Travel:
I'm on a school bus traveling through a desert. Eventually, the bus stops at a house. The surroundings are now grassy planes. I walk into the house and i see two english teachers from my school. They are having some sort of competition for christmas in which they craft and build things. I then walk out back and notice a barn. As i get close, bees start to swarm at me.

RustZ:
I'm playing rust and i spawn on a hill with some basic weapons. People start shooting at me so i run down into a valley and find out i have reinforcements. However, i quickly die and respawn as a sniper. I go back up to the hill and spot enemies. I attempt to snipe a couple but i miss all of them and then a person comes up from behind me. I turn around and try to get out my smg but I wasn't fast enough. I die again. This time, i respawn with a kit that allows me to quickly craft a hatchet and other items. After crafting them, i start walking over to a nearby structure and the dream ends.

Call of Counter Strike:
Another dream that mixes two games, all in one night, wow. In this dream, two teams are playing deathmatch in a suburb at night. The game mechanics are a mix of call of duty and counter strike. One team is represented by swat models and the other team looks like spongebob. We all start with water guns and we play that way for two rounds. On the third round, i end up being the last person left and i find a lockpick gun which works by sending out multiple high damage rays which break downs doors. It doesn't really pick locks but it works. The other team starts hunting me down and i run into a house and pick up a famas. I use it to shoot people who enter the house but it doesn't take down all of them. I run down a hallway and wait for the remaining people. As they get close, i turn the corner and blast them with the lock pick gun.

The only other thing i remember from this dream is that in another round, i'm the last one left on my team, however, the other team only has one person left. I don't have any guns so i craft a piece of hardware that release a chemical that puts enemies to sleep and teleports me after the threat is taken care of. I hastily make it and it works as the other team's player gets close to me.

So I didn't sleep great last night since my wife is sick and coughing all night I decided to sleep on the couch which was not comfy at all.

1. I woke at around 130 or so with this. I don't know if I was all the way asleep or what bit I knew I was dreaming, I also knew I was uncomfortable on the couch. I was with my family in the valet area of a hotel or parking lot, I knew it was a dream not sure if I WILDED there or not but immediately I spiraled out and adjusted so I wasn't so uncomfortable and tried a DEILD and think I was successful for a couple of seconds but was still uncomfortable and had a headache so I gave up and woke myself. I got up and took some aspirin for my headache and went back to bed.

2. This one was weird. FI was with a group of people and we were unpacking a large package/present. It was just a large cardboard box with packing tape on it. I was cutting the tape with a knife or scissors. Inside the box was a machine which gave people diseases and for some reason it was a coveted item or a good thing to have. Like to give yourself a bunch of diseases was a good thing. Some diseases were breathed in and had containers labeled with what the diseases were. I remember not wanting to touch some of the containers.

3. On a ship walking around I ran into the supervisor and he showed me an evaluation that I hadn't seen but it was really in bad shape. He was the last one that was going to sign it and I needed to run it to our office to get it fixed. I remember that I kept leaving my had places and I had to go back and get it a couple of times. In a big open area I was waiting for some others but did not feel like being there since whatever we were doing I found stupid. I headed up some stairs and there was a girl there trying to zip some material onto the stair rails. She asked for my help and I held the bottom. This rail cover turned into her outfit which was some sort of zippable one piece suit thing. I watched her try to zip it a couple times but the zipper kept splitting as she would get about a quarter way down. I asked if she wanted some help and notices she was in her birthday suit underneath and I tried not to look. I then tried once and it split for me. I unzipped it all the way and was able to zip the suit up all the way. She was very thankful for my help and gave me a hug. I told her that I knew how horrible it was to have to be naked places.

I had every intention of a good lucid dream last night, I think the couch squashed those intentions. Stupid couch.

It all started in an underground bar. I think it was called Adams or something. I was with a few friends there and it was really dark, wasn't even opened. After a while we decided to play a game, the rules of the game were that if a girl catches you in the dark she can do whatever she wants to interrogate whoever she cought. About what i don't really know, it was some big secret that us boys apparently knew. So the game began and everybody started running, i didn't get why they just didn't stay in the light but whatever. At one point i started moving too and girls started chasing me. i jumped over some couches and ran to the bathroom, but unfortunately it was a dead end, so one of the girls caught me and started pinching me and asking about the secret. I didn't know anything so i was just telling her random things, but she knew i was bullshiting her. I stopped talking and suddenly the wall in the bathroom moved to the right side as if someone said "Open Sesame!". There was a tunel and we decided to go in. There wasn't much there but upon getting to the otherside everything changed. I was with different clothes and that girl was no longer with me, instead i was with two friends- Pepi and Bobby and Emma Watson. We were at what appeared to be a huge plaza with average tall buildings all around it. On the right side there was a fallen electricity tower (you know?) and a huge one at that! I had a gun and so did they, so we decided to go up the electricity tower (it had fallen diagonally) I knew there were zombies around and we could all see them charge at us, so i took out my gun and shot them. The others helped too i think, but they didn't shoot as much as me. On the side of my gun i could see how much ammo i had left. We finally reached the top and on it was a big basketball court and nothing on it. (and it was also dark as fuck) I saw a man on the other side of the court running like crazy. It wasn't a normal man it was a zombie, too far away to shoot it i ran after, it went through a door out of the court. We cought up with it and i shot it with a couple of bullets. Now we were on a normal street, we went along to the corner of a building and saw an old lady. I was staying there watching out while the others were asking questions about what the fuck is going on. I didn't get anything, but at one point i saw a red dot on the old lady's head so i pulled Pepi and Emma Watson behind the corner of the building, but for some reason didn't do so with Bobby. Luckily the shot that fired afterwards only hit the lady and my friend got of unharmed. Meanwhile though i had the extreme pleasure of slightly touching Emma as if i were guirding her from harm. She's way hot... But when we all started walking back i couldn't do that anymore. We went thorough the court and electricity tower again, this time killing only a couple of zombies. We were down at the plaza and we saw two shops next to the tunnel we came from. There were a lot of people there buying supplies and whatnot, so we ran too. I needed some bullets and the others went to buy food and water. There was a really long line and we couldn't buy anything. Apparently they closed because there was curfue(?) and a big ass creature was coming. I didn't care, i thought i'd defeat it once and for all! I went to the side of the stores and into a parking lot where i saw it... It was HUGE! I tried shooting it with whatever ammo i had left, but that did nothing, it hit me and i flew into a mailbox. I didn't feel a thing, then i got a big metal pipe and upon turning around i saw that the bigass creature had turned into an average size person stuck on the back of a truck. I quicly ran to it and hit it with brutal force and it died. Victory was ours! I saw Emma Watson running towards me to hug me, but before all that i woke up...