non-lucid

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am attending a wedding at a church, but don't know of whom. I'm on one of the last rows of seats, alone and I don't know anybody. Then I notice some guy sitting behind me and he feels familiar so I look back and it's Evangelion. I feel glad to see him and say "hi, let's go out of here", so we go explore the backrooms of the church. We end up making out and one thing leads to another and we end up having sex on a table. A door opens and it's another guy, his cousin or something. I feel embarassed, he doesn't so much and just kind of asks him to go away. But I see the guy is aroused and instead I ask him to stay and then I make it kinky, by involving him in the action. I'll spare you the technical details.

July 14, 2013

Church, a pet store, and an oil furnace mechanic
I'm at church, in the sanctuary. I have no memory of walls or ceiling. The chairs are set up in a huge semicircle around the pulpit. They're not in nice orderly rows, though. They're in small clumps of a few rows with a few columns, though they all face towards the pulpit. I'm at the far left of the semicicle, about half way back. Sam is sitting to the right of our little cluster. My son is with me. My wife and the girls are elsewhere. We get up to go find them.

Now we're most of the way around the semicircle. There's a low wall, probably 10 feet long, and they're sitting/laying on the floor behind it.

Now my son and Iare back at our seats. Christopher walks by.

Now I'm in another room; a good sized bedroom. The lighting is low but not dark. Against one wall is a bed, probably a full or a queen. Right across the room from it, on the other wall, is a large desk. It has a number of computers and monitors on it. A few monitors are ceiling mounted, angled down towards the desk. At least one of them is running a full-screen terminal: it's got a black background with text of various colors. On the floor near the desk is a huge white plastic shopping bag (the kind you get from a clothing store when you buy a bunch of clothes) with a box of dog treats. I'm on the bed, fiddling with something, listening to something. I realize that my wife is walking towards the room, that she'll be here in a minute, and that I totally forgot to listen to the sermon. I try to shut down the music(?) and listen to the stream, but I can't find the window that's playing the music.

Now we're in the van, driving through a bright white tunnel. Along the left side of the tunnel is a row of stores. My wife stops at the pet store; she wants to look at the dogs. Our dog)is with us, but he can't go in. I strap him into the baby's car seat so he won't go anywhere. IRL, he's a large dog, > 50 lbs, but in the dream he looks like a large stuffed animal and fits easily into the car seat. I realize I forgot the dog treats. I have a moment of doubt - maybe it's in the back of the car.

Now I'm standing behind the van, looking in the cargo area. I don't see the treats anywhere. I close the back and realize that I was looking in the back of some random van, and that our van is next to this one.

Now we're inside, but we're in some old guy's house. He's very diminutive, but he has that weird spry, wirey strength that old people in good shape have. His house is dark with lots of stained wood. As we walk through the house, he's extolling the benefits of an oil furnace. Unlike gas, it can be run all year long. It's more efficient than gas because, when the hot water reaches the house, it trips a heat sensor that shuts off the furnace to save oil. It's nearly maintenance free, needing only a change of water every so often.

Now we're in the kitchen. His wife and son are there. The son is preparing a batch of the water. In a bowl, he puts some water, some black rocks, and something else; then he holds an electric can opener on its side and uses the blade to crush the rocks. I don't think that's a good idea, especially with how close his face is, but he clearly does this often, so I'm not too concerned. When the rocks are small enough, the old guy takes a small black ladle, gets a bit of the water, and drinks it, proclaiming that it's just right. The wife shows us the thing that sprays oil into the furnace so it can burn. She actually sprays some up in the air; I hope it doesn't catch fire, and I hope it doesn't make too much of a mess.

July 12, 2013

The Bathroom at Work
I'm at work walking to the bathroom. I pass the normal one, but it's currently got construction going on inside it, so I walk past it to the smaller one. The hallways are wide - at least 10 feet - and the carpet is a muted red or orange. A couple of other guys (including a manager I know) are walking ahead of me, also to the restroom. It's one of the kind like you find at Walmart or an airport, where you walk around a couple of walls to get in - no door.

Inside, everything is white tile - floor, walls, counter. A few feet ahead of me, a 3 or 4 foot tall wall runs all the way from the right side of the room to a few feet from the left side. It's got some small potted plants on top of it. The back wall has a counter running all the way along it. There's a single sink at the far left. 3 urinals are evenly spaced under the rest of the counter. When I enter, 2 of the urinals are already in use, and as I'm walking around the short wall, someone takes the last one. I think "full house" to myself and start looking around for the stalls, but the guy at the first one finishes and heads to the sink.

A Girl Travels
A young girl, probably 10 or so, is traveling somewhere. In one scene, she's at the front of a vehicle - I think a train - along with a strange old guy and some pigs. The guy is in front, driving. The pigs are sitting in the seat behind the guy.
He speaks "pig," so every so often he turns around and starts oinking at the pigs. It sounds horrible.

I look again and there are two young boys sitting where the pigs had been a moment earlier. I wonder if the pigs turned into boys.

Now They're going up a hill.

Now she's back in one of the train cars. She's talking to some other boys her age by one of the windows. Suddenly, all the other boys in the car get up and start singing and dancing. I think to myself that this is a clearly musical along the lines of Oliver.


Tablet Case Discussion
My mother-in-law is showing us her new tablet case. My father-in-law asks why I got the case I did. I hold it up and show him how thin it is and how much I like how the tablet snaps into it. He asks if I've used the storage pockets behind the tablet yet and shows me the stuff he's got in his. I explain that even though mine is built similarly to his, it's not from the same company: Marcase doesn't make a case for my tablet, even though they've often been petitioned to and even though the N7 sells better than the Kindle.

I realize the case I've currently got on it is made of wood and about 2 inches thick. It's like a box where the tablet is the lid. When I open it, various electronic components and wires fall out in a jumble. I realize I've somehow got the backup case on. I fish around in my backpack for the normal case.

My wife is there, though I don't remember her doing anything.

July 11, 2013

Board Game Room
I'm in a fairly small room - maybe 10x10. Every wall has shelves, and the shelves are completely packed with all sorts of different board games. Many of the board game boxes are gigantic. One of them catches my eye; the front of the box is probably 2x3; I can't see how deep it is. The primary color of the box is red. It's advertising its complex gameplay with over 2 square miles of in-game terrain, and it's also talking about the great competitions that are held for it, that one out of every 7 players is able to compete.


Problem Solving
I'm at work, in my cube - except the cube is huge, probably 15x15. The walls are dark grey, like they really are. It's completely bare except for a shelf running around near the top that has some random stuff on it.
I'm slowly walking around, trying to solve a problem. I know one of our other products - the M - has solved it in the past with an XML converter. I can't quite remember what they did or what they were actually converting. The best I can come up with is that they were translating elements into attributes or vice-versa.

Now I'm on a conference call, wearing a phone headset. One of the guys on the call is talking about how much he loves his commute - it's only an hour and a half each way, and he's being completely serious.

June 17, 2013

Gas Station Trouble
I'm at a Citgo, getting gas. The pump says to insert a credit card to start the transaction. I stick in my Amex, and the pump promptly thanks me for paying $58.1x. A pump attendant is walking nearby, so I ask him for help, saying that something went wrong, that I ended up paying for someone else's gas and need a refund.

He takes me to the manager, a rather hard woman who has no sympathy for me at all. I argue with her that it's not my fault, that the pump said what it always said, except that this time instead of letting me pump gas, it paid for the last person who used the pump. After much assertiveness on my part, she finally agrees to look into it.

The pump receipt has the previous customer's full information, so the manager calls the customer. She takes my Amex and starts asking the lady if she's ever heard of a card starting with xxxxxx (the first six digits of my dream card) or of a card with a cssv of xxxx (whatever it was in the dream). The customer hasn't heard of such a card.

While she's on the phone, I realize that all I need to do is call Amex and dispute the charge; but I realize the dispute will work better if the manager is on my side, so I let her continue with her call.

When I woke up after that one, I was feeling rather stressed.


My Hand's Outline
I'm in my office. I've decided to draw an outline of my hand so that, if I ever think my hand has changed size, I can check it against the outline and tell for sure. I grab a sheet of paper that's already been printed on and spread out my hand on it. Oddly, my finger tips are off the edge. I turn the paper and try again, with the same result. So, I turn the paper back to vertical and put my hand on it with the fingers together, and this time they fit.

I start tracing on the right side of my hand. I'm using a rather fat pencil, so the line starts too far out from my hand. I need to be careful to keep the line to the actual outline of my hand. I make it up past my middle finger and start to come down the other side.

Except now, I'm not tracing my physical hand, I'm tracing a shadow of my hand. There's a lot of stuff already printed in this part of the paper, and I'm having trouble seeing my hand's shadow. With difficulty, I manage to trace it down further.

Eventually, I get to a point that I just can't make it out at all. There seems to be a wonderfully detailed city printed on the paper, and the city is casting its own shadow further down on the paper, hiding my hand's shadow.

I think about taking the city off, but there's some reason I can't.


Conversations at Work
I'm at work, in the parking deck. I get onto the elevator along with a couple of friends, hit the button for my floor, then hit what I think is the door close button. It actually turns out to be the alarm button, but for some reason, the alarm doesn't actually go off. I'm thankful it didn't go off, since that would have been fairly embarassing.

The elevator starts to move. This is an old-fashioned cargo elevator with no doors. If I reached out through the opening, I'd get my arm snapped off by a passing floor. I'm amazed they're still allowed to operate such things.

The elevator stops. We get out, go along a walkway into the building, then start climbing stairs. I would have taken the elevator in the building, but my friends are using the stairs, so I do too. I'm worried, though, because we're going to the 40th floor.

Amazingly, after just a couple of flights of steps, we're there. I ask them what happened. They explain that in building A, each floor is actually two floors (say, 15A and 15B), so to get to floor 40 you'd actually have to climb past 80 floors; but that building B isn't like that, and we're in building B, so it's OK.

Now I'm with only one of my friends, Peter. We're walking down a hallway. He's talking about most of us having to follow certain rules, but people who are important enough can get exemptions (as long as they clear them with the police across the street). We're going to one such person now - some kind of scientist. Her office doesn't have a door - it's just a big room off the hallway. Peter talks with her for a while; I just stand there, a few feet further away, watching. Eventually she notices me and Peter introduces me. I happen to have my mouth full so I mumble a hello.

Something comes up about one of my team members wanting me to run Snort on one of our lab segments, and she asks me my opinion of Snort vs Enterprise Scanner. I tell her Snort is much better, which surprises her. Out the window, I notice it's raining. I can't remember if the wind breaker I'm wearing has a built-in hood, so I reach up and check. It does.

Eventually, we leave her and walk further down the hallway. Peter asks me about public schools for my daughter. When I tell him we don't use them, he tries to prove his point by asking if I'm registered for the draft. My wife shows up and says that I'm not, that I might register one day. I reply that it's mandatory to be registered, so I've been registered ever since I was required to me. She gets really unhappy and wants to know when this happened and why she didn't know about it. That disagreement goes on for a couple of minutes, then we're looking at a flier for the draft. It's actually a story about a guy who got drafted into some war, quickly gained ranks, and left the military a few decades later as one of its most highly ranking people, and This Could Happen To You Too.

(This is from September 26, yesterday.)

I awoke into a lucid dream, however I didn't perform any reality checks, I just knew immediately I was lucid. I looked around and saw I was in some kind of run-down building in a room on the second floor. It was nighttime. I walked out onto the balcony, which had an old wooden staircase leading down to the sidewalk, and saw a man standing under a street light. He looked suspiciously like Karr, but had black hair and giant black holes where his eyes would've been, so I decided to avoid him because I didn't feel like dealing with creepy stuff. I jumped off the top of the balcony and glided down to the street, facing away from the creepy guy, and remembered a few new tricks I'd read about for summoning people in dreams. I attempted to summon Afiel by calling behind me "Hey Afiel, can you help me with this?" like he was already there, however it didn't work, and instead I heard Karr's voice say "I'm not Afiel!" That's when I realized the creepy eyeless guy WAS Karr, so I spun around to confront him but he was gone. After a few more calling attempts, I gave up for the moment and went out to enjoy the dream. For a while, I just flew around the night sky... more like glided, really, because I couldn't keep myself up. I kept slowly gliding back down to the ground, and had to push myself off the ground with my hands to get back up. I wound up at some kind of horse race and took the opportunity to ride a horse, which was super fun. I even won the race and had my name engraved onto a high score board on a wall by the track. I wandered away and into a nearby building, another rundown place made of rotting wood, and saw my mom sitting on a couch next to a bunch of plants. She said hi, but then just sat there like a statue and wouldn't respond to anything, so I ignored her and attempted summoning again. I tried another trick where I walked up to a random closed door and said "Hey, this is the door Afiel is behind!" and then open it expecting him to be there. The first few times it didn't work, but I finally opened a door and there he was, standing there looking confused. He walked around the building, looking at random things, and then we decided to head outside. On the way out, we passed by statue-mom sitting on the couch and her plant collection, and Afiel was immediately sidetracked and went to go look at all the plants, because he's a total geek about that kind of thing. He told me to come over and look at one of them, and when I got closer I noticed the collections of seeds on the plant weren't actually seeds at all, but hundreds of tiny bugs. I thought it was gross and backed away, but he was all excited and kept watching them. When we left the building, it was daylight out, and he suggested we fly to a particular place, but I can't remember where it was he said. I think it was some kind of religious place. He spread his wings and took off, and I followed after him but I had trouble staying up. My body kept doing the gliding thing, and kept wanting to drift back down to the ground, but I didn't want to lose him so I did these awkward jump-glides after him. Soon we were in the wilderness in a big grassy field that was fall-colored. In the background were mountains, and hills covered in colorful trees, and the sky was clear and blue. I saw Afiel pretty far ahead, so I landed and did the lucidity shout to gain more control. It worked in that it made the scenery super vivid, and I forgot about him for a moment and sat there in the grass enjoying my surroundings. I wondered about the "ACME lucidity pills" I kept hearing about online, so I reached into my pocket for them but felt nothing. There was nothing in my other pocket either, but then I saw a large beige bottle on the ground next to me. I picked it up and took the pills inside it, and suddenly everything came into laser focus and I felt more in control. I flew up, now able to fly without gliding, over some telephone cables and up over the mountains, but I could no longer see Afiel. As I kept flying, I came upon an old Mayan temple, so I landed on the steps and walked up to the top to find a door. Behind the door was a pretty Japanese water garden, with lots of people and animals but no Afiel. On the wall was a laminated piece of paper with rules about the water garden and I remember being surprised about how clear the words were, since usually words in my dreams are blurry. I walked out onto the water Jesus-style, among all the lily pads and fishes, and saw weird little mice and cats under the water attacking each other. I reached down into the water to pull out a mouse that was about to be killed by a cat, but I noticed the mouse had worms for eyes and for claws. I freaked out and dropped it, the cat grabbed it and bit it in half. The mouse was actually a robot and had a map inside him, and when I picked up and unrolled the map, I realized it was telling me where Afiel had gone but I woke up before I could make anything of it.

A dream where I had to go retrieve postage stamps from dad's house, but I was scared of going inside because he'd want me to stay forever. I think I was able to get the stamps.

A friend and I were walking down the sidewalks at an outdoor shopping center, and there were these shimmery rainbow butterflies that kept landing on my shoulder and following me around. Then we saw some pretty hummingbirds, and my friend could match their pace and keep up with them on her roller blades. I, however, could not, and just ran behind her and the hummingbirds awkwardly trying to keep up, dozens of butterflies flying after me. We stopped in front of an interesting restaurant and decided to eat there, but there was a wait, so we stood outside until it was our turn. The butterflies kept messing with me, and everyone around me marveled over how pretty they were. I think I remember seeing Dale from King of the Hill leave the restaurant and he made some comment about me being an alien. When we got inside, we were seating at separate tables, so my friend was at a table to the left of me and I sat with strangers, and there were TVs at the tables along with piles of DVDs. There was also a big plate of chicken nuggets in the middle of the table, and the waitresses would hand out bags of chips to anyone who raised their hands. I turned on the TV and there was a Disney movie playing, but a guy walked over and said I wasn't allowed to use the DVDs, only employees could. I told him I wasn't watching a DVD, and that the movie was just on cable, but he didn't believe me and turned off my TV and took the DVDs away. I also saw him to the same thing to my friend's table.

There was a guy who worked inside a huge dumpster the size of a house. He was in charge of sorting trash into recyclable containers, and he worked 24 hours a day and never slept. The dumpster was also full of dangerous snakes that would always bite him. The news channels caught wind of his predicament and kept trying to interview him, but he would always hide from them. Soon, other people were offering to work at the dumpster part-time to take some of the burden off of him, but many of the new workers were bit by the snakes and had to be taken to the hospital. I applied because I had been dating a girl who'd broken up with me because she said I wasn't independent enough, and became a part-time worker in the big dumpster thinking it would make me more self-reliant. I would walk across wooden floors covered in snakes, but they wouldn't bite me and I wasn't scared of them. Instead, I'd pick them up in handfuls and toss them off the walkways. As I sorted trash, I noticed that someone had thrown away a perfectly good TV and the 24 hour guy had taken it and put it in a weird makeshift break room. However, the TV was covered in orange slime and was gross, so I cleaned it up for him and he was super happy for it.

June 14, 2013

Airport Adventure
I'm at an airport gate connected to a mall. A row of security desks is at the entrance to the gate. I leave for a moment, then come back in. I try to go past the right-most security desk, but the lady there tells me that I have to pay to use that one; so I go past one of the other ones.

Just past the security desks is another desk where a lady was accepting baggage and taking money for it. Somehow, I know I have ownership of some of this, so I comment to her that I wished I got 10% of what she was collecting. She finds this legitimately hilarious and burst out laughing.

Turning around, I see a couple of people standing just outside the gate, and I know they're going to attack us. I quickly have a guy with me slow time around them so much that it's nearly stopped (Alloy of Law reference). Another guy with me has the power to speed up time. He goes and walks around the frozen pair; I'm worried he'll get too close and stuck in the slow time field, but he doesn't. Once he's scouted them out, he creates a fast time bubble around the three of them, pretending to help them out. His bubble only partially cancels out the slow time bubble. As he "helps" them, he waits for a good moment to take them out.

I'm seeing this happen as if from inside the bubble; the three of them seem to be moving at normal speed, and
all the people moving around them seem to be moving at double speed.


A Strange Assault
A small village in a dusty valley has had to evacuate. As they're trudging along the pass, the enemy commander decides to take them out; not for any stategic reason, but to hurt moral even further. They're no threat, so he sends a small force: a few dozen troops and a couple of tanks. They materialize in the pass right behind the refugees.

One of the guys sent in is much taller and stronger than everyone else; somehow, I end up talking with him. A woman I know has had part of her mind locked away, and he knows her secret. He says he's willing to help me, but I know he's just toying with me. He says he's modified some noncritical source code back at base with clues that will lead me to who she really is and remove the lock.

Now I'm back at HQ. It's a huge futuristic-looking room - lots of shiny surfaces and rounded desks. One wall is entirely a window. Along with another guy, we pull up the source code and look for anything out of place. I find it in a debug function. The function uses reflection to discover the name of any variable passed in, checks if it's in a list, and
prints it if it is. The tall guy modified the list of variable names to contain his "hint". It made the function worthless, but since it was only used for debugging, nobody noticed. As we're puzzling out the hint - more of a riddle - we look out the window and see a huge force advancing on us.


Dumpster Garden Trouble
I'm at home, working on my garden. We've got a dumpster, and I built squarefoot gardening beds all around it, using it for support. I'm told that the dumpster company has sent a truck to come collect it and I only have a few minutes before it arrives. I want to save the plants, so I grab a trowel and a bunch of plates and start scooping plants onto plates. I send Mom inside for more plates, since I'm going to run out. By the time I run out, she's not back, so I go inside myself, collecting a handful of paper plates and a few more ceramic plates.

Back outside, the dumpster guy has arrived, but he's willing to wait until I'm done moving the plants. In fact, he even helps me a bit. We finish, and he drives off with the dumpster.

Later, we're all walking around the neighborhood. We're at the top of our street where it joins to the main street. I see another dumpster truck making a left turn into our neighborhood, and I hear my last name. I approach the truck and ask if I heard correctly, and a woman in the passenger seat confirms that I did. When I identify myself, she asks me to lead her to my house. She gets out, and we jog along in front of the truck.

When we get to my house, the garden area is completely overgrown with trees, vegetables, tall grass, and a couple of tentacle-looking things. They're about 5 feet tall, rising out of the ground, moving around a little. They come to sharp points on the end, and I'm sure that they'll attack anyone who comes near.

The woman isn't concerned, but I am, especially since they're right where the dumpster needs to go.

June 13, 2013

Leaving the Museum
We're leaving the Civil War / Train museum (real place) with our group. It's raining (just like it was when we were really there). One of the couples remembers they parked by a lake, but they can't remember where it is. I tell them it's OK, I'll pull up a satellite image on my phone.

The map software puts the GPS marker at my house, then quickly moves it along the roads until it's at the museum.
I'm worried that, since there's no wifi, it won't be able to get an image; and sure enough, the whole thing is a green block. Then I remember I've been here before, so it should be cached, and the image clears up and shows great detail.

I'm zooming in and out using the volume rocker; my friend is amazed that I'm zooming without touching the screen and wants to try it.

I realize that we didn't see the locomotive in the museum, and it dawns on me that it must have been a temporary exhibit.


Fragment #1
I'm waiting at a traffic light. On the crossing road, two big rigs are waiting to make a left turn. There's something about people trying to cross the road in front of me and not get in the trucks' way.

Now, the trucks are to my left. Some people are dancing around with glow sticks. One of them sticks one in the grill of one of the trucks. I know that when she pushes the detonator, it'll make the driver go blind. She's some kind of environmental nut.


Fragment #2
We need to pick up a new car, maybe a rental. I realize that we'll need to drive to it together, in one car, so that we can each drive a car home.


Fragment #3
I'm sitting with some people around a table. We start discussing our favorite bits from "You're Stepping on my Cloak and Dagger."

(This is from September 25.)

I was visiting someone's house with my dog, Loki. I think I was helping them with some groceries or something, and it was a very nice brownstone sort of place that you'd see for rent in the better areas of a big city. I entered the place and while I was sitting at the table, a demonic entity appeared. The person I was visiting didn't seem surprised and seemed to know this would happen, she said "Sorry." to me and left the room. The demon looked like a typical classic demon, he had the whole "Greek Pan turned Christian devil" look. He came up to me menacingly and demanded that I give him my dog for sacrifice, to which I said HECK NO (because my dog is awesome cute, I mean just look at her on my DJ page image with her cute lil' sunglasses...) and I offered up myself in place of my dog. He mulled it over for a bit and finally agreed, pointing a finger at me and transporting me to a demonic den. I found myself in some kind of pit, surrounded by human bones and lots of blood splatter. I could hear screams and see fire out in the distance. The demon appeared before me and said the pit I was sitting in was the nursery in hell, where the baby demons were kept, and because I was now his servant I had to constantly keep watch over the little babies. Apparently, I'd been relegated to the position of babysitter. The babies I watched were actually really cute, they were like the little Raphaelite cherubs, except they had bat wings and horns. After a while it got a bit tedious and I knew I couldn't be a babysitter for eternity, so I sneaked out of the pit and entered this portal that took me back to the home I'd been taken from. The person I'd been visiting was there, and she explained she had to offer me and my dog in exchange for her own freedom. But now that I'd gotten free, the demon came back and took her instead.

There was a war going on, against the forces of Mordor, and I was one of the strategical officers behind the scenes in charge of trained battle animals. We had lots of different animals, all in cages waiting to be let out so they could feast on the bad guys of Mordor. I remember a few griffons, some lions and tigers, and some gargoyles. It was my job to know exactly the right moment to let out certain armies of battle animals to do maximum damage to Mordor. Unfortunately, our army was kind of lazy and was taking its time getting ready. We knew the enemy had a weapon that required a few hours to charge but could wipe out the entire world once it fired, but I was the only one who seemed to realize they were charging it and nobody would hurry or listen to me. Suddenly, as our troops began to mobilize, we heard a big booming voice coming from the Eye of Sauron start to count down from 30. I raced to get everyone moving, but it was too late, and when the countdown hit one, a giant wall of fire engulfed the whole world. But when that happened, I didn't die, I woke up and found myself to be a strategical officer for the forces of Mordor instead of the good guys, and realized I was actually a bad guy who just dreamed I was good. I handled the animals for the Mordor side, but they were weak compared to the animals I'd seen in my dream. I let out a tiger, but then a tiger from the forces of good pounced on top of it, five times bigger than it. Then I let out a griffon that had the ability to levitate things, and I remember messing around and getting the griffon to levitate random pieces of paper, trying to buy the good guys more time. One of the commanders got pissed and I jumped on the griffon and flew away.

June 11, 2013

Police Raid
I'm with Robert at the factory he runs (real guy, but it's not what he does). It was after hours, and we were just hanging out on some sofas, eating. A policeman walks into the building and asks me if I'm Robert. I say no and point to him. A whole squad comes in and starts tearing the place up. Somehow, Robert's personal plane, which he keeps on the second floor, gets damaged. Everything in the workshop is scattered.

Now I'm on the second floor. His wife arrives near me, excited that she's won some jewelry. I try to get her to go away before she's seen, but she doesn't pay attention to me and goes downstairs. The police take her and question her.

Later, Robert and I are outside the building. The police are gone. The plane is outside with us, totally wrecked. He says the official story is that a freak hurricane popped up and damaged his building.

Dream DVD
I dream that I have my dreams downloaded onto a DVD and I'm watching it, rewatching the police raid. I fast-forward past that dream. Now I'm in a house, in a kitchen, talking to someone.

I get interrupted watching the dvd when a couple of guys I know show up at my house with a broken riding lawn mower. I go outside to talk to them. On the yard behind mine, I see my neighbor's daughters doing something (the daugters are real people I know, but aren't my neighbors daughters) . I haven't seen them in years and I'm amazed at how tall they are, and that the younger is taller than the older. They wave, then go inside.

June 10, 2013

Train Smashup

I'm in my car, waiting at a railroad crossing. The lights are blinking, but the arms aren't going down. I don't understand why they aren't coming down. The train comes by (going left to right) really fast. It's only the engine plus one car, which also surprises me.

Strangely, the lights are still blinking. I look to the right and see another train heading towards the intersection, but it's moving at a snail's pace. I look left again and see another train coming on really fast, and I realize it's going to hit the slow train. They collide, and the trains start to accordian, with some of the cars in the middle coming off the track towards us.

They come close to the van, but they don't actually reach us. We all run out of the van and try to get away. The crossing happens to be at the bottom of a hill, so we run to the top to be less likely to be hit.

More trains are coming from both directions, and they add to the carnage.

Frosting Faux Pas
I'm in a house with a very open floorplan. Windows are everywhere. I'm talking to my pastor about something.
I'm carrying arounda small plate with frosting on it, eating some of it. His daughter's just finished baking him a cake, and the plate has the extra frosting. I realize with embarasment that she might have been keeping the plate of frosting for him, so I put it in the fridge.

Van Accident
I'm watching Frank drive down a driveway with a tight corner. As he rounds the corner, he runs into another van. He gives his van a cursory examination and thinks everything is OK, and he's going to drive on, but I take a look. I notice that something on his van has made a perfect block-shaped indention on the van he hit. I look at his van to see what made it, and I see that his van is horribly crumpled, with waves of metal going all the way along it. I realize the waves are split near the back, where the gas tank is, and that liquid is coming out. I tell everyone the gas tank is leaking, and we all back away.

Dream recall from today's WBTB/nap. Off the schedule again and had a bit of problems falling asleep but still got lucid for a bit.

I was playing Radio Zonde and there was apparently new patch that changed some things, i was playing stage 6 and it had some differences, i somehow managed to no miss no bomb through it and reached the boss. Boss was much more plane-like than original but attack patterns were pretty similar, but with a few differences in bullet spacing and phase timing. Then at one point game suddenly went 3D and glitched out.
I wake up realize that i am dreaming and do an RC while getting up, shortly dream fades out though.

Dream Fragments galore:

The first bit I can remember I was my violin a lot, and at some point members of my family got annoyed a told me to stop.

The next bit was probably related to my childhood obsession with Titanic (both the movie and the actual ship). There were 3 or 4 different cruise lines are sinking at the same time within a mile of each other. It was during this part of the dream that suddenly I realized I was dreaming. I was probably lucid for a minute or so, then I lost focus. But the fact that it happened at all is a good sign that this site is helping, since I haven't had a "natural" LD in over a month.

There was a short dream where I was in a store with some friends, but for some reason I was being chased around by a snake. Then I was being chased around by Michael Jackson.....so yeah.....

My last dream involved my brother and I. For some reason my mom owned a ship and we were both arguing over who would be the rightful heir. Violence got involved, and I threw my brother overboard several times. I'm not sure which one of us got to keep it.

non lucid
*I asked some indian girl for a cigarette, she was on her last one so she offered me some money to buy my own. I said thank you very much, but no thanks. Then I told her in the U.S. nobody would ever do something like that. All of her friends thought this kind of behavior was normal. They all seemed to be amazed that I was from america and I could notice all of her friends looking at me with interest. Then I noticed my friend Amy Lee there who at first didn't look happy to see me. Then later while ordering some food I saw her pointing a laser at me. I knew she wanted me to come hang out with her but instead I went to sit next to me girlfriend. I wanted to show everyone how much I love my girlfriend.

I'm walking along and I see my friend Ryan arguing with some guys, because his rocket, plane thing fell and crashed from an error made in production. He's trying to get his money back, so he's trying to prove that it was their fault. I ride one of the rockets into the air, then use something to glide. I glide far and fast, over misty green hills, a mountain range, and a small wooded area. When I finally land I have to trek back. My dad walks with me and we talk.

I'm going to be driving home soon. I'm on a city about an hour away. As I start to drive, I see a friend of mine, Ryan. He's in a rental. We stop and talk, and get some food together. After we eat I invite him to return the rental and come with me, since it would be cheaper. He agrees, so we return the rental, and stop by his house before we leave. There he shows me his computer setup. He shows me how he checked the chips in the rocket and I ask to borrow some of the readers. He agrees. We sit and talk on his couches for a while. We finally get in the car and leave, but now the car is a manual.
I don't notice the change until we get to a stop sign and stall. Ryan gets out and checks the engine, and then light turns green. None of the other cars are moving, so i wave for them to start, but only one does before it turns red again. Ryan finishes with the engine and I am able to start it so we go, forgetting about the light