non-lucid

08-29-2013 -- [Short dream with not too much to it, that turned out to be quite detailed and long.] Something about cats, other animals, and possibly digging holes in the back yard at the Hickory house. Something else about BC being around. Then I find myself in a classroom setting. It feels very like a high school class, though the teacher is Julie Davey. No idea what the subject is. I've just finished a test of some sort, and it seemed somewhat quick and simple. I seem to be spending the time afterward brainstorming some fiction writing or something, perhaps a Victor story, when Julie comes by for my test, surprised I am done so quickly.

I explain I think I did quite well, and she agrees, knowing how I always seem to test pretty well, and I start rummaging through my things until I come across the newspaper clipping we were supposed to be reviewing after the test. Glancing at the picture, wondering what it is about, I see almost a full-size model of a rocket, made out of huge balloons, and am thinking how I've made a similar ship out of a 160 and a bee body many times.

Julie looks at the clock, and it is just a couple of minutes before 5:30, so she tells us to start gathering our things, and get back to a more usual seating arrangement than the random groupings we'd been in. I end up sitting next to a cute blonde, waiting for the last couple of minutes to end, and we somehow seem to be talking about how about half the class had left at 1:30. Perhaps it was an optional class or something.

Class is soon over, and I find myself approaching Dale's house. I almost seem to be floating over the Nabisco plant to reach his driveway. (Considering later in the dream I am lucid and do some flying, perhaps I was flying here, as well.) I am driving a car, but as I approach their driveway, I remember something about them repaving it, and I walk up carrying my motorcycle, trying to get it on the strip of grass next to the paved driveway, where all their cars are parked, right now. (In real life, that strip of grass is at most a foot and a half wide.)

I find myself passing three animals that seem to look a lot like wolves, and I am a little worried, but not much. Then they shift and sit up, then start to hop off, and I realize they aren't wolves, but kangaroos, and wonder what the heck they are doing in Buena Park? Somehow I seem to be soaked, so I am taking off my pants and shirt and dropping them on the cycle, and wrapping myself in a big gray towel. About that time, Kevin wanders out of the house, says a couple of sentences of what seems to be gibberish, and then climbs in a car and drives off, which worries me. (He's not allowed to drive.)

I open the door to the house and walk in, only thinking about what I might walk into to barging into somebody else's house without knocking after I get inside, so I kind of bashfully knock on the wall. Fred and Betty are in the living room, and they don't seem to have minded my walking right in. I spot odd movement on the floor, and find myself looking at an odd white and pink puppy that seems to be a cross between a bijon and a poodle, though the coloring looks like some of the white and pink snakes I saw pictures of on the internet a few months ago. Soon I see two more wiggling out from under the blank. I ask Betty "You got new dogs?", kind of surprised. She tells me they don't know if they will keep them.

I have brought a cheap pizza with me, and open the refrigerator to put it in there, and see they have maybe 3/4 of a huge 26 inch party pizza from Ciro's sitting in there, pepperoni and sausage. Wish I'd known ... I wouldn't have bothered with the lousy one I got. I'm thinking I have to see if I can snag a couple of slices. Meanwhile, I am trying to find Dale, so I walk a few feet down the corridor to his room, but when I glance inside, he has a couple of girls in there, with him. [Not doing anything wrong ... this isn't that kind of dream.] I'm thinking about razzing him about it, until I realize I am still walking around wrapped in a towel, and decide I had better get some clothes on. It seems today is a big ball game of some sort, and they have a lot of people over to see it.

I walk outside, wanting to get my clothes, but somehow the area has changed a little, and I have to climb a fence (like we were going to visit Bertha) to get back to where my motorcycle is parked, I finally find it, and grab my blue shirt and start putting it on, just to discover I am putting it on over the top of another one. Somehow a shirt and pants just appeared on my body, and I realize I am dreaming. I try to hop the fence back to Dale's, but somehow I seem to be being pulled in the opposite direction. So I leap up and try to fly, and manage the flying, but am getting sucked at high speed toward what was the Nabisco plant. I go crashing through a wall, and find myself standing in a room surrounded by people.

It seems I have somehow been kind of summoned, as I am now surrounded by lots of people, and they have called me to be a candidate, as they try to figure who they want as their candidate for president. There are a bunch of other candidates as well, and they are talking to people, making speeches, and all of them are holding on to their wives. Every one. I look around and see an attractive blonde (she kind of looks like Reese Witherspoon) watching everything, and I grab her and pull her to me, just kind of joking around. She turns to tell me off, and our eyes meet, and wow! It's like we suddenly know everything about each other. Her head kind of tilts to the side as she studies me, and a small grin starts to form on her face before I lean in and give her a gentle kiss, then wrap my arm around her shoulder. We're now a couple, and very happy to have found each other.

But she is working here, and has things to do, so I have to let her go for a time. The others and I are writing speeches and songs or something, and I am singing a little ditty I've been working on. It's not fabulous, but it's not too bad, either. But one of the others makes a really nasty comment about it. I turn to him, ready to rip into his song, but I don't really want to run that kind of a campaign, so I have to settle for simply telling him his needs some work, too. Besides, I don't really have all that much interest in singing some kind of political song. Instead, I decide I want to sing to my new love, and am trying to remember the words to a song I wrote about 18 years ago called Love with Me. In waking life I can remember it fine, but in the dream, it was a struggle. Meanwhile, I have no voice, so I am not going to be able to sing well, but I hope the words (and the fact that I wrote it) will still have meaning to her.

Dale is here, as well, and we are wandering around the convention, and for some reason I am carrying a fire hose with me, though it isn't spraying. We're just approaching a stadium, and preparing to look for seats, and I am wondering just how much length this hose has, as I've dragged it a pretty far distance by this time. My new girlfriend shows up, and I drape my arm around her shoulder, lean my head against her, and just relax in the wonderful feeling of having her there next to me.

I know that I'm posting a lot, but I would like t tell you what I think my first memorable dream was. I was six, the same age where I had my first and oddly lucid dreams. I believe it was a strange memory from the past, it was about my aunt and uncles wedding, which happened long before I was born. It was a scene where people were sitting outdoors in rows of chars, like they were in the real wedding, or so my parents told me. I saw everything up to the PM kissing, where the image busted into golden flowers and run faded. I also remember it so clearly, another reason I think it may have been important.

Near Dark, back when Homer's actual age was close to his apparent age. He and Jesse are in a motel room with a guy who appears to be a friend - not like them, exactly, but not someone they intend to kill either. This guy's offering to teach Homer to play poker, and Homer says he already knows, but it's no fun because he has to give Jesse all the money he wins afterward.

(Woke up at 5:51 am, after going to bed at 4:30. Back to sleep.)

A young man has somehow traveled to another world, one populated almost entirely by vampires. They subsist off each other's subpar blood, donations are required and a vital part of the economy. Unaware of any of this, the guy from another world has walked into a store run by this world's equivalent of a friend of his, the magician who sent him here. She isn't a magician in this reality, and can't help him. It takes her a while to realize that he's human, they're so rare and unexpected, but she can smell his blood and when she figures it out, she has him in a trance before he realizes he's in danger. At that moment, her equivalent in his reality pulls him back to his own world - but the vampire follows him.

(Woke at 7:37. Back to sleep.)

A fragment of a scene involving Dracula, theater, and mythogenesis, using that term specifically.

A woman genetically engineered as a mate for a certain clone. The clone leads a double life, with a job and a wife who is unaware that he's anything other than a normal human, but he's also in close contact with the doctor who created both him and his 'brother', who he is somewhat obsessed with, and he suspects his genetically-engineered mate is secretly in love with that 'brother' - the brother is entirely unaware of any of this and believes himself a perfectly normal human, although the genetically engineered woman has recently appeared in his life and dropped some cryptic hints. The clone pulls the genetically engineered woman into his lap, which she tolerates, and demands that she tell him why she likes him, him specifically, "not the other one." She, with a charming accent I can't place, says it doesn't matter, and it's clear she's bored with his insecurity and instability.

(Woke at 9:40. Back to sleep.)

Three people whose lives are connected, although only one of them realizes it.

The first: A young man who recently beat cancer, legal guardian of his two younger sisters. One of them's been acting out in school recently and he's jokingly threatened her with calling in his biological mother, a woman who works with delinquents. But he is seriously wondering whether he should arrange for them to get together casually and talk - he doesn't mind her skipping classes but he's worried about what's going on in her mind.

The second: A teenage girl in a cancer ward, the same place where that man had been treated. Her death has been predicted to fall within the range of (the note said either Apr. or Aug., I couldn't tell which) 10-24. She has nightmares where this death is accompanied by a swarm of wasps. She doesn't fear death, but she hates wasps.

The third, and the one who is aware of the connection: A man who visits the hospital and watches the girl and the angel who lives there. The angel's voice can shatter glass, and it's going to kill this man someday - but it won't do anything until after that girl's death.

(Woke at 12:10.)

Dream 1

I was at war with this other rival family, it was in older times, the guns were old and people were fighting with swords. I had one shotgun with about 20 shells left. Everybody was in this area, it was circle with walls round the edge, surround the walls was more pavement and around that was water. I ran in the middle shot one guy in the belly, everywhere people were fighting with swords it was pretty epic. I jumped down out of this ring and round the edge, I was like the leader of this family. The leader of the other family followed me and it was like preparing for a boss fight. I had a shotgun he had two swords but he was very experienced with these. I can't remember how the exact fight went down but I won. He passed over his two swords to me as I was out of bullets and began to teach me how to use them. He showed me if I point them at the sea it electrocutes everybody in it, he showed me and he killed two pigeons swimming in the sea. Woah cool. I was struggling to hold them and wondered how he could fight with them.

The next thing everything turns really trippy, like I'm in the type of trippy dreams you see on TV. The guy has drugged me! He's not as nice as he appears after all. I'm floating in this space, doors are everywhere (its kinda hard to explain). He then says to me 'Niko isn't what you think he is!' I looked up and see standing in a bright light Niko from Da Vincis Demons, I assume he has betrayed our family. Then he begins to show me past memories from who I am in the dream. They weren't actually my real life past memories. I see a guy holding onto bars and looking out through them. I know this is the one I have to pull myself through if I want to live. I feel myself floating past it, I try to grab it, I grab one of the bars and pull with all my strength through it. I hear a 'NOOOOOOO!'

I leap out the other side and I am in a gladiator type ring. The crowd roars as I appear, its like they are saved now I have come to fight. Fighting is going on all around me. I see this one huge guy about 8ft tall just demolishing everyone. I knew it was me vs him. I walk up with my two swords and slash his ankles. He goes for a kick I dodge. Then out of nowhere Niko who I seen earlier jumps off a platform onto the giants back. He has a long chain and wraps it round his neck he pulls the giant to the floor. That's the last I recall.

I was at a house party in colombia not sure whose house but anyways I was with all my friends from colombia such as my cousins and their main friends which we always hangout with when im over there. And I had a bag of herb which was in my bag hidden in my room and then all of a sudden im looking at a ipad not sure which social networking site and I see my biggest weed head friend smoking a joint which at that point I turn around and see him and ask him " thats my herb isnt it?" which of course he says "oh yeah" and I felt like I was mad blasted which at that point the house party turned super beast. I also remember a conversation I was having with some chick about a water table which was similar to like a water bed but it was a water table with fishes swimming in it which was pretty interesting. I also remember when people were leaving that when I was looking in to the sky I saw a UFO which landed at a van in my street and this chick named Elizabeth from my dream got picked up in it and left. After that I am in my bed with barely one eye open and my mom comes to interrogate me asking me why my right eye isnt fully open and it was mainly cuz I was high and then she got my dad to come see me which at that point my eye was working normally. After that he left and I remember it started getting brighter and I saw that chick Elizabeth riding a bike to school with like 3 or 4 other kids riding bikes going to school as well when I was looking out the window.

If this is too long and you want a good read, I'd recommend skipping to dream 2. That's where the fun starts. Titles of dreams are in red so they're easier to spot

Dream 1, non-lucid
"Yearly school dream"

Every year when the school year is about to start (this year it will start September 3rd) I have at least one dream with a wildly different school but the same people, yet somehow I never notice the differences and become lucid.

As the dream starts I am in a class that is suddenly ending. I know that it was second block and leave to go to third block. As I enter the hallway and notice that the school has a hexagonal center with a hall going around it and a hall extending from each side of the hexagon. The building has 3 floors, which I can tell because the inside wall of the hexagonal hallway is made of glass. In real life, the school is more of a + shape, with two of the wings of the building being the gym and the auditorium, the other two are hallways full of classrooms.

After I leave the classroom, I realize I left my books and my schedule inside the room so I retrieve them. A student who never gets in trouble (in real life) is fighting with an unknown teacher for some reason. As I check the schedule the room number doesn't make sense. In real life you can tell the location of the room easily because of the way room numbers are set up. Even though it doesn't make sense I feel for some reason that the room is in the middle school maybe half a mile away. As I leave the school, I realize that it's night time and very dark outside. Once I get around 100 yards away, I realize how stupid that idea is and turn around. 50 yards back I see two police officers leading a large crowd of kids in the same direction I'm heading. As I get closer I ask one of the police officers (who is a gym teacher in real life) what happened. He shows me fragments of metal and says something about flash bangs and bombs. I notice some good friends of mine are right at the front of the group of kids and talk to them. They notice I left before anything happened, and I make a hipster joke saying that I ditched school before it was cool.

The dream ends and I awaken. I try to fall back asleep quick enough to resume the dream. While I'm awake but my eyes are closed I hear the police officer tell someone to get back, and they reply saying that they will. However, once I fall asleep I don't enter that dream with lucidity. Instead, a dream that I liked quite a bit starts.



Dream 2, non-lucid
"Adventures in the Dead Lands, Part 1"

I'm calling this dream Adventures in the Dead Lands because I'm hoping that giving it a name will make it more likely for me to think about it at night and resume it. I've had a few dreams of similar vividness, with an awesome atmosphere and a consistent plot, and I remember them at least to an extent despite years passing without thinking about them often. I'm hoping by naming this and writing it, it will be easier to remember and have again.

The dream takes place in a land I'm going to call the dead lands. I might map the dead lands and link to the map here while I remember the area well. When the dream starts, I don't know I'm in the dead lands yet, and I'm extremely groggy and tired. It's dark enough that I could barely see. I'm in front of a building that's like a giant weird concession stand. It's about 150 yards long, about 10 feet wide, and about 25 feet tall. A woman tries to take my order, but I'm extremely tired so while I hear everything she says, I don't have the energy to understand and remember what she's saying long enough to make an order. She gives me a paper menu to look at so she doesn't have to repeat what foods I can get. Everything is blurry and I'm disoriented, but I can make out part of the menu which lists prices and sizes of bowls of tuna, like you would get in a can but in larger quantities. I decide to order a small bowl of tuna for $5.00 and walk away.

For some reason, my dad flips out on me but after a while he goes away. I find a Glock 17 on the ground and check the magazine and see that it is empty. I rack the slide to make sure and see that nothing is in the chamber or magazine. After releasing the slide, I put it up to my head and dry fire before dropping the gun and examining my environment. From this point on I'm no longer tired or groggy. I then notice that about 20 feet from the long side of the concession stand that I was ordering food from in a direction I will assume was south, there is a very thick and creepy forest where the trees are dark brown, almost black, and the edge of the forest is where the edge of the grass is as well. Inside the forest there is grass which is almost black, and outside of the forest where I am standing the ground is light brown dirt. There are about 50 other kids my age that are here with me, and I ignore them. I decide to explore the area by going around the concession stand. Once I reach the other side, I notice there are ruins of a small town, and I instantly know I'm in an area called the dead lands, and that all the people that are trapped here with me are going to need to scavenge the ruins to survive.

I start along the western edge of the town and make my way north before going over the small walls (maybe 4 feet) of what were left of the building on the northwestern corner of the town. Inside the building, I see a large oven. The oven's window is completely broken out, and I can see a snack cake in a wrapper inside of it, so I put my upper body into the oven so I can reach it. As I go to grab for it a kid who goes to my school whom I will call T tries to take it from me, so I lean into the oven so I can kick him back with both of my legs. He reacts violently and punches my head multiple times and takes the snack cake. At this time I notice that the dead lands isn't just a location. It's a sentient environment. The wild animals, plants, etc. as well as the buildings, the land, and the creepy atmosphere all share the same sadistic sentient mind. Perhaps it is what is making him so violent?

I continue scavenging heading east and find a grappling hook that works just like the one from the game Just Cause 2. However, I can't use it the same way because I don't have a parachute like the main character in the game does. Additionally, being in the ruins it was severely damaged and works some of the time, so when I'd try to grapple I'd have to try 2 or 3 times. While I was scavenging by myself, T was forming a tribe or gang of sorts so they could pool resources and survive. He got everyone but me into the gang, and they made it a mission of theirs to kill me. To avoid being spotted I grappled onto a small wooden tower north of a small encampment they were working on. They happened to have sent a scout to this tower to look for me as I was grappling, and I notice it is another kid from school whom I will call B. B is a skinny kid, and I know he wouldn't attack me and couldn't beat me in a fight if he wanted to. For this reason I let him live, but regret it as he calls the attention of his forces to me.

I notice that the northern area of the forest is different from the other areas that are extremely thick. The forest just north of the ruins starts with a thin semi-circle of trees, with two large trees just behind, equally spaced from the edges of the semi-circle and somewhat distant from each other. The western tree is grey and dead, and the eastern tree is brown and living. The northern side (the flat side) of the semi-circle forms the boundary to where the forest really begins, where it is thick and creepy like the other areas. The large trees are probably 6 feet thick but no more than 30 feet tall. I grapple to the top of the western dead one, and while I'm spotted doing so they only know that I'm on the tree somewhere.

They gather around and a kid who's a little younger than the rest of us has a can of gasoline and some matches that they scavenged. I crawl down the back of the tree and go along the semi-circle where I'm able to blend in to watch the kid attempt to torch the tree. I see the kid end up slopping gasoline on his hands in the process and decide to head east towards a small group of wooden cabins. Before I make it that far I look over in the direction of the trees and see the tree go up in flames, as well as hearing the kid's horrific screams as he dies from the fire engulfing him. The cabins are incredibly creepy. They are colored naturally using the local wood which is dark brown, almost black. The windows are clear but the inside of the cabins are so dark that I can't see anything inside of them. I see a tall figure, maybe 7 foot tall, wearing a grey-black cloak where you'd only be able to see his face, except it was shadowed so I only was able to see black where his face would be. Maybe there was only a void, and no face even in the light? It observes me for a moment before heading southwest towards the ruins. It didn't kill me when it had the chance so I figure that the Dead Lands did not mind me, but didn't like the people torching it's trees.

I wake up to my alarm clock at 6:00 and decide to turn it off so I can continue dreaming...



Dream 3, partially lucid
"Adventures in the Dead Lands, Part 2"

I successfully continue the same dream, right where I left off, except now it's in the morning rather than late at night, so I can see easily now. I don't look back at the cabins and instead head towards what is closer to a log mansion than cabin with two smaller cabins near it. The mansion is around 50 feet tall and long and about 30 feet wide. The other two cabins are normal sized. They are slightly lighter in color than the other woods in that they don't look close to black, but they're still a really dark brown. The cabins are on the northern coast of the Dead Lands, and to the south of the mansion there's a field of grass that's about knee high, and south of the field is the thick woods. The grass is OD green at the bottom and as you get closer to the tip of the grass it gets grayer/less saturated, but the top inch is a yellow-brown color like dead grass and the tip of each blade is pitch black. One of the smaller cabins is parallel to the mansion and across the path, the other is on the same side of the path and perpendicular a few feet west of the cabin. Near the perpendicular cabin, there's a truck that's similar to a dune buggy. Some men with guns are in the back, and some of the survivors from the ruins (the kids that tried to kill me) make their way to where I'm at while I'm looking around.

The kids make it known that they won't be a problem anymore, and that they just want to get out of there. One of them is a kid from school who hates me but talks to me because he doesn't have anyone else to talk to. I'll call him S. The guys on the back of the truck might be part of the Dead Lands, because they decide that they'll let me take the truck but won't let anyone that I won't allow. I tell S that if he'll help scavenge the area I'll take him with me, as the truck has enough room for two. Our plan is to scavenge what we can fit on the truck, and then head back past the cabins, along the path which leads west across the northern end of the ruins, and then out to an area that we haven't been to yet.

The others try digging for resources on the northern coast behind the mansion, I tell S to dig around the front of the mansion where there is some wood embedded in the ground, and I decide to explore the mansion. At this point I became lucid because I remembered that I woke up and wanted to continue the dream, but wasn't able to control my dream in any way at all, so I ended up forgetting about it and losing lucidity very quickly. I didn't want to see anything terrifying so I went straight to the top of the mansion to act as a lookout there instead of scavenging it. The attic was used as a bedroom, it simply had a bed, a table, a dresser, and two windows. It was very clean, but I figured the cabin probably wasn't used in at least a hundred years. I looked out the window facing south into the field. In the field I saw my mother's cousin's son who I think turned 3 recently sitting in some sort of swing on a wooden П shaped post where he was elevated about 10 feet in the air. He was about 250 yards away. There were also two absolutely massive deer that were very dark black. I'd estimate they were 12-14 feet tall excluding the antlers on the buck. The other deer obviously was a doe.

The buck's antlers weren't shaped normally. There were two spike like pieces with relatively smaller thorn like pieces coming off of it. They looked like they were designed specifically as weapons used for impaling and tearing through what they're impaling. The buck approached the child, but then ran straight backwards almost comically, but I didn't think it was funny given that I knew what was coming next. The deer tilted it's head down and charged as fast as it could impaling the child. I could barely see the tip of the horn go through his back, if it would have gone any farther it would have cut him in half. The child got stuck on the antler so the swing didn't move back at all from the force. For some reason I didn't mind seeing that happen. The two deer then disappeared into the woods. As I turned around I noticed something outside of the other window, which faced east. I saw a swarm of something moving towards the mansion but I wasn't sure what it was. Before I would have had a chance to run, it surrounded the mansion in it's swarm and presumably killed everyone outside. I then woke up at 7:00 and decided not to go back to sleep because school is starting soon and I'll need to be able to go to bed earlier.

Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps. Still need to fix my schedule.

Dream 1(fragments):

Something was going on at home.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was entering a place which was a room of some prince or king, it was guarded by two guards with swords.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was in some place, and my upper tooth fell off, it was painless and on it's place i felt completely different kind of tooth.

Dream 4(fragments):

Something is going on and then i wake up in my bed, keeping eyes closed.I hear someone in the room and i have suspicion that i am dreaming, in a second that somebody starts trying really hard to wake me up and i feel the dream, then he disappears and i try to move but i wake up.

Dream 5(fragments):

I was in some forest or jungles.

Dream 6(fragments):

I woke up and suddenly get a number of images about some beach going in my vision, confusing me and causing some kind of momentary pain. I unconsciously end up biting blanket and then some family members show up and there's some talk about drink. Then i search a place to put my headset on and choose the most ridiculous place possible behind a big cabinet, making said cabinet almost fall down.

Morning of August 29, 2013. Thursday.



One part of my dream is related to seeing a park as if in a documentary (although it seems I am actually there at times). The first person seems normal other than having about three large layers of completely loose skin on the right side of his head, which also have a bit of hair. Mostly, there are interviews regarding the day-to-day challenges of life. Parts of the skin actually seem slightly larger than his head in particular areas.

Later on, the deformities become more and more diverse. There is a person who is like Schlitzie the pinhead.

One of the people looks very small (only about two feet tall) and also as if he has a mostly blue body and a head that looks like a baby bird with fuzzy fly-like (but not bulging) eyes and a straight black fuzzy beak instead of a mouth but yet is also more mouse-like overall than bird-like. (He looks a little like the Muppet Gonzo crossed with the aliens at the end of Star Trek’s “Cat’s Paw” episode in some ways.) However, this still does not seem all that unusual to me. I focus on the rather bizarre imagery and think that he is probably no different than other people in terms of mind, thought, and desires (even though the brain would be very small).

There is another section of my dream that seems to have no direct connection to any aspect of my usual thoughts and aspirations. I work for various well-known actors, one of them a young Sean Connery. My job is to “rescue” certain parts of paintings (almost as if they were “alive” in some way), such as the Mona Lisa, supposedly owned by Sean Connery who I later see at a larger open area in a park near at least two picnic tables with several other people gathered - and other paintings that are in museums in real life, but owned by actors in my dream. There are several repeating scenarios in terms of main ideas, but very diverse in imagery and even mood at times.

A strange, very unattractive, unkempt, and chubby woman (about forty) has the Mona Lisa. I need to get in and get out of her house safely, taking the parts of the painting that need to be “rescued”, which in this case, are the lips; upper lip and bottom lip separately. I have special weapons and items to help me in my work. I use a special, rather complex knife to cut out the upper lip, which seems more and more three-dimensional and a piece of art and sculpture in itself. The same is true for the taking out of the bottom lip, which I do without too much trouble. The female thief is very angry, but I manage to stop her from killing me by running a two-toned (in color, purple and white) retractable rod through her upper body, which takes a few attempts. The rod is like a more complex device that is somewhat antenna-like in that the two differently-colored sections can collapse into each other for ease of carrying on a mission. The woman is not even hurt that much it seems (even though I am certain there were wounds through her whole body), but I manage to get away with the stolen “art”. It seems likely that she is part of a gang of art thieves.

I vaguely worry that people at the park gathering will eat the cake (or “lips”), which now looks like sections of fancy cupcakes that I try to arrange a bit more neatly near the edge of the picnic table, with a few crumbs falling away here and there - even some of the several layers not quite “in line” - and I will not get any recognition of my accomplishments (or having risked my life) in my work and special missions. (I may be the only active agent of such missions.) People meander about, oblivious to the art recovery. I think of trying to get Sean’s attention, but I do not actually attempt it. However, it does seem I am paid somehow, and I eventually understand that I now have $600.00 in my wallet (along with other papers, which possibly relate to spying) as I shift into a different dream.

My dream that followed the above one is fairly simple; involving mostly walking about in various locations with the pinhead I knew in real life.

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Known precognitive/postcognitive elements:

As usual (but only occasionally documented online), there were very precise precognitive and postcognitive elements relating to real life:

1. Page 11 (half the “master number” and a “key” itself) of a library book (I had not seen) my wife and sons had been working with is called “Let’s Eat Cake!” (with pictures of cupcakes everywhere) and in the list it has “Can you spot…” and “a mouse?” (regarding the “freak” mouse/bird/human creature) following. This is also comparable to the concept of being a spy or detective and finding certain hidden things by separating them from the more complex setups.

2. The next page (which they had spent time trying to work out and my wife said she “had in her mind” for awhile) has “Can you spot…” followed by both “a cupcake” and “a pair of wax lips”. In the actual photo, the pair of wax lips has, under it, a device that looks very similar to the “weapon”/rod from my dream and is also of the same two colors (purple and white).

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I was at a bookstore. I sat on the floor in front of a bookcase. I started organizing the bottom row in to two sides, both with the same books in order. My caretaker walked up to me asking me why I'm sitting on the floor. I ignored her, but got up after a while. --- I was at a food stall, the lady complimented me and offered me food. She dipped some salty ball shaped dough in to a sweet soup with papaya. I was surprised, and asked if she sells the soup.

8/29/2013, 10:15-6:10

Woke up once in the night at like 1:20. Didn't remember any dreams from before that. Tried to also, once again, stay up a couple extra minutes for a WBTB. Afterwards, I remember to dreams:

Dream 1:

I was in my house. I was in the kitchen, where my mom was. I remember I did something to her she didn't like, and she started screaming at me not to do it again.

Dream 2:

I remember South American city, and an island to the northwest of it (Hawaii?). People were going from the island to a South American city. It was like on coastal Columbia or Ecuador. This dream was entirely third person.

My father, my sister and I were in our van. (Woa, since when do i have a sister? In the dream my sister and I were grown up but younger than now. I did not really see the sister in the van, but she got mentioned and I just knew she was there.)

Some bandits stopped us, and suggested that my father fight them in an alley, and if he looses the bandits get to rape my sister and me, and if he wins we may go. I thought this was a very bad idea and expressed my concern to my dad. He said "Do not worry, as long as there are only the three bandits, I will win." (?!) My father left the van and started walking toward bandits in the alley. I locked all car doors from the inside. I dialed on my phone "POLICE". A woman answered but I hung up. (?!) I heard a fourth bandit open the trunk (the van had a trunk like a car), and start looking through it. So there were four bandits at least, we had no chance.

And here is where it gets tricky: there are three endings. I think I kind of thought of all three, and saw all three versions?
Ending 1: I saw the bandit number four approach our car to break the window with a huge metal ship anchor, and there was no time for me to do anything.
Ending 2: I called 911 (this time remembered it was 911, and not POLICE).
Ending 3: I jumped into the driver's seat, started the car, and even started driving, knowing I was leaving my father behind, but no choice.

The dream was quite vivid up until ending 1. And I think at that point my mind rebelled that it was not satisfied with that ending, so it flashed the two alternative endings in front of me, as the dream was fading away. Honestly I am not sure whether I was fully asleep for endings 2 and 3 though or whether I was already on my way to waking up.

Fragment: eating the junk eel's head (that's all I recall - no clue what it means.)

August 29 2013 - Dream Fragment #1 I remember suddenly being jolted awake at my house. I didn't do an RC (very odd, as I've been setting pretty strict rules about how much I reality check, and I hoped that this rigorous schedule would help) and so I went on in an nLD. I remember in some way getting to this flattish house that was very, very luxurious by my standards in waking life but very normal there. One of my friends from WL was there and he asked me what game I wanted to play. I said "Block War" (or something along those lines) and he said, "Teach me how to play Block War!" I carefully explained it to him. (I cannot for the life of me remember the description but it had to do with a whale at the end for some reason) So we played that for a while and then he wanted to go check out my PC, so I showed it to him. I realized there was no mousepad so I tore up the house looking for one and I found it. I remember leaving and then going somewhere but getting murdered before I could do anything.

Dream Fragment #2 I remember having to go retrieve something and my vision flashing, "Episode 1". I went to this YMCA-type place near where I live IWL, more or less, except everything was different. When I got there I saw some people that I hate from school throwing around a frisbee on an extremely steep dirt hill. I was wearing flip-flops and had to walk down it to see where I wanted to go. I almost wiped out a few times but I managed to get to the bottom. I was then thrown into a few trivial tasks that I cannot remember but at some point aliens invaded and completely destroyed this mansion next to the YMCA and used it as their base. I saw I couple of celebrities walk down from above and come over next to me. They looked like they wanted to fight the aliens, and I agreed, but I said I want to talk to them first (WHAT IN THE HELL WAS I THINKING? I'M NOT A DC!) so I walked up to the front door of the mansion. The door opened into a makeshift council room of sorts. There were about eight normal-sized aliens in the room and like 2 bigger ones, probably about seven and a half feet tall. I asked them what they wanted. Not a good idea. It got me eaten my one of the bigger ones, while the famous people started fighting them. I woke up and laughed really hard at my dream action. I think it was form listening to the newest podcast about treating DCs with respect before bed lol.

Dream 1(fragments):

There was some video game with dragons.

Dream 2:

I was playing some Doom mod, coop with somebody. We were going through some locations, mostly through some kind of underground complex, and fighting enemies. I've had some energy based weapons and was doing fairly well.
Then we have reached outside area, it was an area with four blocky houses surrounded by a desert, we had to go through each one to solve some switch puzzles and fight enemies, then there was area surrounded by walls near one of houses where we had to fight lots of big enemies like mancubuses on a few elevator platforms. Then also there were some custom enemies, one of them being hell knight with 4 legs that continued to fight as 'floating' body after losing legs and was pretty quick. Then in another house i've found a few secrets including machinegun with poison bullets that i identified as really rare, the entry into secret area was located in one of houses and through semi-hidden passage located in one of mazes in the house. Also i've found another powerful weapon in different secret area.
As we continued with the level game suddenly switched to be spiral knights, i've still had the secret weapon, which in here acted like strike needle, but with continuous, a bit slower, fire and ability to move while firing. It was pretty powerful and dealt decent damage to mechas despite being piercing damage type.
Shortly we were back to area with houses and now game switched to be some kind of 3D platformer, after going through some jumping puzzles i got inside another building, there was a portal which lead into some different dimension. It was kinda peaceful dimension with platforms on top of the trees, filled with various treasures. After a while a cutscene started, which shown some female character shouting on the top of one of fur houses and holding a feather. Then some parrot flies in and says that it's his feather and asks to get it back.

A fragment of dialogue: "And you will be trusted with it. Again."

(Woke up at 7:50 am, after getting to bed at 4:30 am. Back to sleep.)

I'm reading a multi-volume autobiography. This particular chapter is describing a vision the author had at a young age, and what he thought about that - not about the content of the vision, but the act of having one.

A man is being held captive by a coyote god, or rather a coyote spirit which has temporarily become a god, taking on a human but coyote-headed physical form. They're surrounded by baby spiders acting as helpful servants. This man had been searching for his wife, refusing to believe the reports of her death, and his search led him here.

As Haruka/Onikui, I'm chained in a cell, with Minamoto Raikou standing over me with the keys.

(Woke at 9:04. Back to sleep.)

"They had more passion, ordinary things; and it didn't do to tempt the passions of ordinary things in passing." The thoughts of a woman who had a man over to eat together with her mother and her daughter, flirting and enjoying it, but with this thought in her head.

(Woke at 10:28. Back to sleep - but I woke up roughly every half hour after that, and I kept running into that problem where, half-awake, I think about writing a dream down and mistake that thought for having actually done it, and so forget the dream. Nonetheless I wound up with two more pages of notes, mostly too dull to bother writing out in detail.)

Very dull dreams from the rest of the night included discussions of my control issues, a man taking the shape of a three-eyed bat with a green-and-gold mask, watching the sunset, farm work, bear hunting, anatomy studies, a vampire movie starring Nicolas Cage and Meg Ryan, the death of Mickey Mouse while he was nobly saving Donald Duck, my IRL civilian sister as a military police officer in training, a werewolf-hunting father and daughter giving a werewolf shelter in their home, and a sitcom about hobbits with fangs.

I dreamed that I went to Animal Kingdom with my mom and a few of my friends from my gatherings where from the hotel we went to the park and got there a bit late then I went to a water ride like type of a lazy river type which I went with my friend on dont remember which one then once the turn came the entire scenery changed to a type of bounce house but not really filled the air just the scenario seem to give that impression and there was this loud noise which most likely was the static from from radio which suppose to give me lucidity but forgot to do RCs which I am working on daily. After the the room filled with noise I was trying to speak with the dream park operator of the ride but all I almost deaf and could only heard like a type of screech in my ear and the operator was dark skinned male who was about 6'3 and looked like he was on drugs then after I left with one of my friends christian to go to the jurassic theme area where I really wanted to go at least to see the dinosuars which really interested me but then the park was closing down so we had to run from one side to the other which meant crossing this dirt road like the ones usually seen in schools when going from the actually school to the P.E. area. once at that side one of my friends from my gatherings whose name is Chris was evacuating the area since he was in charged of closing down a certain area which I was located in at the time then I ignore him and kept going which then he came to me furious and in a demanding voice he told me that I had to pay attention for my own good and take responsibility for my actions so then I just started walking to the exit of the theme park which I got lost once and ended going up some stair steps which the security guards of the meeting were located including Chris and when I noticed that I just walked away and left the door sort of closed but not shut. After that I went down the stairs and made a big loop from where I came from the dirt road and saw 3 bears laying on the side walk and hearing a voice of a dark skinned woman in the background saying that 2 of them were killed which then I assumed the 3rd one was alive and seem to be the baby or son of the other 2 bears. After I reached the dirt road I remember passing by one more bear which also heard from the dark skinned womans voice saying that it was also dead and the cause of fatality was because it got hit by a baseball because the park was surrounded by baseball fields and that other fatalities have also happened before.