non-lucid

Dream recall from today's nap.

I was at home, and i decided to do some WILD attempts, the room looked completely different but i didn't noticed. For some reason i was trying to do WILD in the uncomfortable corner of the bed, i noticed that and moved to the better position.
Then dream skipped and i was going through some greyish town ruins and there were some zombies that i was shooting.
After a while i was back at home and i was playing some abstract shmup. It was in the space and there were energy platforms floating around, enemy was attacking with spaceships and there were also tanks at the platforms. And out of everything that shmup was using Hellsinker OST for the music. I got through a couple of levels, each of which was ending with an boss fight versus some big abstract spaceship.
But after i have done that game suddenly not just switched to the first person, but i was actually in the game. I was walking down an spiral set of the dark red spiral stairs, descending into the darkness. It was deep underground. Soon i have reached some kind of island, floating in the middle of the darkness. At the island there were ruins of the castle and a few more buildings. I crossed the bridge, and music started playing. As music was catching on, glowing white dragon flew out of the darkness and stopped above the island. Shortly dragon became darker and he started talking about something(can't recall what), shortly i recalled one of my dream goals and realized that i am dreaming, but before i could do anything, some force started attracted us together, and everything went pitch black. I feel weird sensation, like my body was changing in some way or getting fused with, but shortly everything stopped.
I woke up but the room looks different so i am still dreaming, i get up and rub hands but dream fades out again.
I wake up once again and it's daytime, i look at my hands, 5 fingers on the right, 3 fingers on the left, then suddenly back to 5 on the left. Balcony door was blocked by some garbage, so i decide to do small trick with the window nearby. I go backwards through it while expecting it to disappear and as i start falling backwards i notice that window is not there anymore. I feel the wings and fly around while randomly shouting commands for transformation and doing visualization(And completely forgetting how to do it properly ), i get my hands to slightly change, but once i look back at them they change back. I even try visualizing that dragon from before but no dice. After a while dream fades out and i wake up properly.

Morning of April 21, 2013. Sunday.



It seems my non-lucid dreams recently are in a trend where they play out like a “cry wolf” scenario. My volcano dream reported last is a good example (which utilized transformations of one feature into another) and there was even an additional humorous implied “cry wolf” plot twist where the actual (potentially dangerous) mudslide could have been the rock tumbler breaking, but no one responded (although there was no negativity or fear).

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In this new dream, I am with friends from different time periods, including school days (possibly because I now interact with them somewhat in a limited way on Facebook).

We are climbing a fairly steep hill, but I do not have any difficulty in doing so. However, I do have concern about how high I am relative to stable standing areas (wondering about the nature of their solidity and possible eroded areas). I also feel that I am getting into better shape (and losing a bit of weight to increase my life span) by doing this.

As we climb fairly high (with no equipment) near a lesser-used park area, I notice a human hand and partial arm sticking out from the ground near some tree roots about ten feet above us, on the diagonal slant to the north. Even though it has probably been there at least several years, it is neither bony nor decayed in any way.

I rapidly descend the steep hill with little effort and go off to a park station to call out about “human remains” (in almost the same way I waved and shouted “volcano”, followed later by “mudslide”, in one of my last dreams). They had not been found for some time, I guess, because that is an area that is not used as much by the public.

When I get back (via easier access from another area to the east, where there is a steep road that can be reached by jeep), my friends had uncovered the rest of the “human remains”, which turn out to be a mannequin in fairly new condition. (However, in my dream, the park ranger refers to it as a “doll-man” instead of a mannequin.)

Taking a closer look at this one again, and the elevated hillside setting (meaning closer to conscious self identity), the “human remains” which turned out to be a mannequin could be a distorted subliminal conscious awareness of my real physical body (as dolls and mannequins typically represent the inactive conscious self in real time).

The usual precognitive element was to a lesser degree in this dream. I had today noted that my oldest daughter’s newer report included the artist John Dollman (late 1800s), and there was also a doll in the reviewed painting. It was about the unknown dangers and concerns of immigration and travel.

It first started at the back of a music store. The music store had instruments all around. I didn't bother to check which ones I liked because I was focusing on something else, my messages through Facebook. There was no computer screen in front of me, I just sort of knew it was there. Like a vividly visual image. Through this image I saw messages from Quynh. I saw her sending messages to other people too. I was scrolling down the page looking to see what she was doing, who she was talking with. I didn't find much, only memories of the times I wanted to be with her.

Here's the second dream that was similar to the first.

I could recall sending her a friend request through Facebook and hoping that she would accept it so I could see that picture that made me first fall in love with her. It's been so long since she posted that picture but I hoped for the best.

Fortunately, she accepted it! The minute she accepted the request, I clicked on her profile and went through her picture section looking for that special picture. I scrolled through tons of pictures but I couldn't find that special one. I was hoping to feel better by seeing just that one picture again but I couldn't find it. Then the dream was all over.

Dream 1:

I was in some kind of survival game with team. We built a base using some kind of big brown cargo containers and after that we were attacked by some enemies. Containers were not very good and soon we started getting holes in our defenses, but then we got upgrades going and enemies couldn't pass them anymore, after few upgrades the containers turned into something more of concrete blocks and walls. We also got some automatic turrets set up.
After that we went to do some kind of mission and game turned into something like Spiral Knights, we were progressing through some kind of dungeon and enemies there were more advanced and hard. We had a bit of problems and had to skip through a few enemy groups. I recall one of advanced enemies being purple slime of some kind that had an 'arm' formation.
After we were done with that we were back to base and i was checking some GTA-like games... in the game? Though most of them were really glitchy and were crashing and/or erroring soon after the launch. One of the versions was like 3D version of GTA 2, but also every wall was black colored like if texture was missing and everyone was an enemy, there were no neutral people. It crashed after some time too. Soon the dream ended.

Dream 2:

I was in some kind of zoo and there was a problem where mutants(?) were disappearing from cages, like somebody was stealing them. I was searching through a few places for clues and i had some special powers, ones that i can recall being ability to zoom in view, and other being some attacking ability related to electricity.
At one point i was overlooking forest from some balcony and there were bandits that i had to avoid or deal with. Later i was visiting some kind of compound building, there were some kids which were cooking food and there was a character which looked really similar to Hinata from Naruto anime. After eating some food(which was delicious) there, and avoiding some more bandits, i got somewhere else, probably into the place where someone was hiding stolen mutants, but the cages were empty, i was too late.
Then dream randomly skipped to the scene where the main character of Syphon Filter game gets killed with an headshot in some tunnel. And then dream ended.

Fragment:
Django from Django Unchained came to his original plantation and started killing all his captors, just like in the movie.

Dream 1:

The first I can remember of the dream is me looking down on a meditation group from a floor above. All of them were sitting in what looked like a habitat for an animal at a zoo. There were waterworks, stones, grass, very natural things, but it was enclosed by a 2 foot high wall. After a sort time of me observing their meditation, a man in a black polo and khakis starting putting up tan tarps held up by poles. I went down a floor and asked the man what was going on. He told me the meditation session was over, and he was covering the area. I turned around and saw two friends of mine, both fathers. The one who I am more acquainted with, Dave, started talking to me. I can't remember what he said, but he pointed to a door to what looked like a closet and told me to take a shower in there.

The room was perfectly square. There was tan tile on the floor, a shower head coming out of the middle of the ceiling, and a receptacle for towels on the left side of the room (from coming in the door). I stripped my clothes, apparently tan cargo shorts as well, and hung them on the wall. I proceeded to take a shower, but I inadvertently seemed to be getting water all over my clothes and the towels. I got pretty miffed, and I managed to get the water under control. I also decided now would be a good time to masturbate. I came buckets, twice. I turned off the shower, got a towel on, and saw a secret door in the back corner of the room. I cracked the door open just slightly, and saw a long room with tons of stuff with clay. Clay sculptures, clay pottery, clay dioramas. There was even a clay puppet of sorts, moving in the same motion over and over again. It was propelled by nothing more than some carefully placed metal plates to direct it's movement. As far as I could tell, it was moving from the momentum of it's previous movements.

I walked in the room and ogled at all the art. Dave came in and started commenting on his work. As with before, either I couldn't remember what he said, or I didn't care. After a few sentences from him, he took me by my shoulder and walked me over to a chalkboard. He drew 2 circles, and populated them with various different things. He asked me to draw a circle and do as he did. I attempted to craw a circle, but it was horrible. He laughed and laughed at my oval/circle. I erased it, and tried again, but he only laughed harder. I did this a few times before I woke up.

Dream 2:

Me and my brother were flying in a small plane fit for two. He was currently driving. He made a comment about how he couldn't fly very long stretches, and landed down in front of a visitor's rest stop with a fast food restaurant in it. We went in, and sat at a table. He told me to take the plane and find Miami Beach, and to report back on where it was. I've never been to Miami Beach. As he went to the restroom, I headed out of the building to see that the plane, previously normal-sized, was now vastly different. It looked to be a tiny green toy plane, like something you'd see on a playground, like those animals with springs under them. I didn't seem to be confused though. I straddled the green wooden wingless contraption and, as luck would have it, it started to fly. Since there were no controls or anything, and it was about the length of me, I had to control the plane with my own body weight. To turn, I tilted my body in the direction I wanted to go. To speed up, I tilted my body forward, and to slow down the opposite.

Even though the plane wasn't very fast, quite slow in fact, I was out of the (literal) woods and close to the beach in no time. I came across a sandy trail, with lots of snakes in a 3 foot area. Derryl from The Office was on the trail. I hovered next to him and asked him how to get to Miami Beach, to which he replied through the trail that snakes currently were in. He made some ballsy moves to get through the snakes, and never looked back. Deciding I couldn't or wouldn't go through the snakes and completely forgetting that I had a plane, I flew away from the trail. Eventually I made it to the beach, which was surprisingly thin but still highly populated. Lincoln Log-esque buildings, green roofs and all, lined the beach all the way down. The tiny bit of sand left not occupied by buildings was dotted by people enjoying their time by the sea. Most striking however, was the fact that there were many more of my type of planes flying around the beach. As I was flying through the beach, a woman in her thirties flew up next to me with the same exact plane, and unintentionally copied all my movements She seemed to be enjoying it, but I slowed down and let her pass me.

I flew inside a hotel's lobby that was open to the beach and large. There were children in swimsuits playing in fountains, there were gift shops, and heavy set men buying commemorative T-shirts. After being satisfied with my people-watching, I flew out of the hotel.

There was a but more to this dream involving canyons, scientists, and rare geometric poisonous insects, but I'll just say that flying in the little green plane has been one of the nicer dreams I've ever had.

I was with my mom and dad, and we were alone in some woodland area. It was bright and sunny, and the forest looked healthy. The dream was actually quite vivid. Somebody had explained to me that this was like Minecraft but in real life, and that our goal was to build shelter and find food and stuff.
I found a purple clump of grass. When I picked it up, I was explained that it was a food source plant, but it would only grow when planted next to the water. Me and my mother agreed to go find a river or lake to plant the food plant.
Up until this point, we had been standing on a path that ran around a small mountain. The path was about halfway up the mountain, but it was difficult to judge because of all the trees and such.
We began making our way down through the trees the slope was quite steep, perhaps 30 or 40 degrees. We had only walked for about a minute when the forest opened up to a huge sandy slope that ran down the face of the mountain.
I was being careful not to fall and tumble, but also trying not to move too slowly down the sandy slope. I could see a good sized river at the bottom of the mountain.
I decided to innovate. I broke a huge piece of bark from a dead tree stump and began "snowboarding" down the sandy slope. This was much faster than walking, and I reached the bottom very quickly.
I reached the bottom, and got off the piece of tree bark. I was ready to plant the purple grass. But I did a nose pinch and realized it was a dream. I moved my hands to stabilize, but noticed that I could feel blankets whenever I moved.
I tried very hard not to wake up, but ultimately, I did wake up.

I was in my science class at high school. My teacher was talking about some dream that he had, and told us about how his dreams were never as clear and realistic as real life.
I raised my hand, and I was going to argue with him, and tell him that when I lucid dream, that sometimes, I can increase the clarity of the dream to the point that it is close to real life, and I know that other people have dreams where the clarity they have in the dream is actually greater than that of real life.

Hey guys!

Here's my dream, it was pretty all over the place, so if you have any thoughts on it, that'd be great! Also, some of the symbolism perplexes me because I had no contact with it yesterday.It starts out and I'm doing my field tropical biology program, basically going from place to place, moving around a lot. For the courses we had free time, people went hiking, but I didn't even though I really like it (in the dream it's kind of like i have extensive memories of some of the course but i didn't actually do a lot of it in the dream). Anyway there were two really memorable scenes for me:

I'm with some people guarding some antiques in a shop and this strange bejeweled turtle creature enters and it really want to take something but I won't let it. It was really aggressive and started trying to tug some object/paper (?) out of my hand, it even turned the lights off so i couldn't see it. It snapped at my fingers which was really painful, cracking some of my fingernails in half. Even so, I managed to retain the object. That turtle seemed evil.

In the other scene I was at school and I walked over to my friend's room (well more than just a friend) and the door was open and I was going there for some reason. I walked in and he was there, sleeping in his bed naked. I felt really awkward, so started to leave, so he wouldn't see me. Once I got to the door, I look back and he was sitting up in his bed just kind of looking ahead. All of a sudden two other girls from my trip came and were talking to him (they don't really know him in real life) and so I couldn't... Instead, I hugged my friend, Edwin, who then reminded me of a big part of my project for class that I had completely forgotten. I don't really remember too much more, wish I had more details, it was very choppy...

Background: I am currently a college student studying abroad in Panama. I was dating the "friend" before I left for Panama and will now be returning in a couple weeks. I'm definitely anxious/nervous about that at the moment. I also just don't understand the turtle part. Thanks!

Saturday 4/20/13

last night bed 1:30am - 8am

Had a few dreams about being chased by police. There ia about 4 of us. We are trying to escape from a house, where we did some bad things. We are going up and down the ladder. Then outside, it's late evening, dark. I'm crouching and walking to a corner to hide in a dark shaddow. As we go by a window, I hear a dog from inside of the house. A little puppy comes to where I'm hiding, but doesn't start barking. Police are walking nearby, looking for us. (Was watching manhunt for the Boston marathon bomber all day yesterday IWL)

This wasn't a fun chase dream I normally get. There was something sinister about me. I did something bad.

NAP: around 8:45am -12pm

Started getting vibrations while on back, got up to turn of sound on laptop and layed down on left side.

WILD: Suddenly I'm looking at my laptop screen and I see there is a new registered member. I can read everything very well. I think, that this is a great time to prove that I was seeing through my closed eyelids. So I wanna open my eyes and look at the screen to prove, that what I saw was real in WL. But I can't open my eyes. I realize, I'm sleeping and dreaming. I think to myself, well, if I'm dreaming, I may as well get up, because then I'm lucid. (IWL, I have been watching new registrations pretty closely. If you reading this venn99, it's becasue of you. Thank you for getting me lucid)

I get out of the window and start walking through the backyard in my parents house. There is a toll column made out of concrete bricks with two openings. I keep telling myself "I'm dreaming" and I'm confident I can keep my awareness, but I lose it suddenly.

LD1: Probably a DEILD. I get a headrush and hear someone dusting bedsheets few feet away, which turns into a chain saw soound right next to my head. I keep telling myself "I'm not scared, no matter what you do". And I really am not scared. Again, I'm getting out some window, this time it has consistency of liquid glass, but I still get out. I jump out of the kitchen balcony on first floor. As I'm falling fastand enjoing this awesome roller coaster feeling in my stomach, I'm determined to hit the ground and see what happens. But just before I hit, I get the smallest thought not to, although I still want to, but I switch direction and few inches above ground start flying paralel to the ground.

LD2: Not sure what type of LD this was. Wow, I even forgot, what it was about. I didn't get up after, just replayed it im my mind with words and went back to sleep hoping for moar. Oh, I just remembered. I was trying to summon Linkzelda. But someone else walked in through the door at fast pace.

I'm not certain if this was one dream, or several shorter dreams/fragments. They seem to be somewhat related.

Part 1: I was playing Super Smash Bros. Brawl, with several of my friends. We got to the character select screen, which was a mess. There were many characters missing, and many characters that didn't belong, though I can't quite remember who. There were two Meta Knights, for one - I selected the second, and picked a bizarre-looking costume that looked like it had a o_O face on it. The game started, and my character looked like Kirby, except he had similar moves to Meta Knight. I hit B, and it looked like I was just Kirby with the Tornado power.

The game ended, and my friends just vanished - I started looking at several of the other characters. Selecting them had odd effects - selecting Link had the game say Zelda, selecting the one next to Link had it say Mewtwo. Going over to Samus, it was automatically in Zero Suit, though in a slightly different pose, and I could switch to a "Dark Samus" costume which was nearly identical, save for the facial expression and a much lighter skin tone. I went over to Ganondorf, though the name displayed was "LEAVE." I started a game, with no other players, and it ended.

Part 2: False awakening. I got up, and found myself looking at a completed dream journal. Elements from the previous dream were present, including the odd names and such. It mentioned something about a modded game, and the G-Man from Half-Life.

Part 3: I was outside, on my driveway. There were several friends of mine present. There was also a roughly 3x3 foot piece of sheet metal - presumably 16gauge steel. I picked it up, and simply snapped it into three equally-sized 2x1 pieces and one 2x2 piece. One of my friends came over, and said something about needing it, so I dropped it. I walked over to the other end of the driveway.

Part 4: I was on YouTube. My inbox mentioned comments - I clicked to view the video in question, and it was a video of part 3, from my perspective. The comment was something along the lines of "I'm impressed - my friends Colonel Ans and General Angus know that's a difficult way to" - and I cannot remember the rest.

Sorry about my grammer i am not of english speaking natively.
I Am 13, and as such i have horror from my perspective as a teen.

I Was in some place the weather was cloudy, on the verge of
raining and i was in a little store. The kind of small store where you can buy
ciggarettes, magazines, etc...

It was unusual, the floor was a white tiled stone floor, and from the
doors view the counter was to the left. But i think there was no door..

Still speaking from the doors percpective there was a rack, JUST to the right on
the wall the door is on. The rack was a hat rack, but instead of hooks there where
baskets, and in one of those baskets was a pad of snuff(tobbacco bag you but in your mouth). I Took it, and ran with my friend and said "DUDE RUN, I TOOK SNUFF!".
He responded, now keep in mind this is a bad dream. He said:
"RUN YOU DONT UNDERSTAND WHAT HE CAN DO!"

We ran and ran,*cant remember this part but i assumed we just ran.*
, finally we stood infront of a forest. It had a big hill(steep) covered in trees,
we climbed up and when we stood on the top he said.
"Finally we can stop, we should be safe here.."

Then we get a call:
"Im sorry ?????? Your mom ??????? Car taken ????????"

Cant remember more.

The Store:

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#C.......#
#.....R..#
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C = Counter
R = Rack


Thoughts(this will be in my journal from now on):
My thougths about this dream is that in the dream world as you lose your concept
of reality, you lose concept of emotion and what is important to you. Basically you
become a monolith, this means that your subconsious must be able to somehow
influence your thoughts, it could in essence be a happy dream yet scary.
This idea would be consistent with other nightmares ive had and other strange
dreams ive had such as my first LD yesterday. It had no point of being scary, but as
you are a monolith in your dreams the dream influenced my dream character into
being scared and then giving a reason for it. SO that would mean that emotion and
reason for emotion are seperate and indepentant. And because emotion is in memory
aswell, reason for emotion might not be. Which would mean that you look for a reason to be scared when there simply isn't one! You just are scared. The concept is hard to grasp i know.

This would mean that if i had an insane dream, the dream itself does not
effect emotion. So i could be fully happy, even angry or sad.

Now where does emotion come from then?
I think lucid dreaming can hold the answer, anyone who is reading this, the next
time you have a lucid dream please ask your subconsious to show you the reason
for emotion. Or try to find the reason, or do some experiments.

IF you get any results, or have an opinion about this concept, please contact me, either through this thread or PM.

I really need to keep up with my DJ entries...
15-4-13
I had my first lucid dream for ages tonight.
The first dream wasn't lucid, and it involves me, my sister and various people I don't know scattered about in a building which is littered with white tables. First, we watch something on the news about a man baking many intricate, colourful Easter egg shaped cakes, in order to raise money for something. He says he has done everything possible to raise as much money as he can. My sister and I resolve to bake even better cakes than he has. Each table in the building is stacked with plastic crates which are full of odd icing-like dough in various pastel colours. There are people at each table rolling the dough and making it into stuff. I pick up a light minty coloured dough and roll it into ball and flatten it into an egg shape (I must add that I am walking about as I do this). At some point, I abandon this dough and start using a dull pinkish colour. Unfortunately, it refuses to roll into a ball properly....

Next dream. This Is a lucid one. My sister and I are sitting in my living room. I am sitting in the corner. She sits on the chair opposite and across the room with the computer on her lap. After I wake up, I find it odd that the fact that I was wearing my sister's pink pyjama shorts didn't give me a clue that I was dreaming. Here it gets weirder. My parents (particularly my dad) seem to have gone... evil. They fire magic at us which appears in the form of points of pinkish light on the walls (the room is dark - nobody has opened the curtains or turned on the lights). They hit my sister a few times, but she doesn't seem to care and each time just shakes it off. A blue point of light comes in and hits the far wall where it bounces off madly and hits me. It makes me a few years younger (I can tell because I see my legs have gotten smaller - weird, I know) which, as I am only fourteen, I am not happy about. So now my sister and I get up and hurry up to my room. She doesn't shut the door properly and my dad appears at the point where it is ajar. She slams the door before any more strange magic can happen and I suddenly do a reality check. I don't remember if, at that point, my sister knows it is a dream too, because she seems to be telling me that to get rid of the magic I just need to shake it off; literally. I randomly flail about because I don;t want to spend the rest of my lucid dream as a nine year old and my sister appears to be teaching me how to control my dream. I can't get it to work though. After I fail to return to my proper age, the dream ends.

16-4-13
It looks like I missed this date out of my Dream Journal.

17-4-13
I don't remember anything for tonight.

18-9-13
I think this dream was inspired by our history lesson about WW2 that day. We receive news that that England is at war - with whom, I don't know. My family decide to use the shed as an Andersen shelter, but I don't think it is safe (it's made of plastic), so decide to stay inside. It is incredibly sunny and my room is bathed with light. A warning goes up for an air raid. I don't think it is a siren, because everything is very quiet. I watch from my room as my family pile into the shed, which is half way up the garden. I hurry around the other side of the bed and get on the floor to roll under it. There is no room, so I push all of the crates out from underneath and lie down. As an extra measure, I take the bedsheet and pull it down like a tent. About three bombs drop, but do not explode. Then it's over. I wonder about my room for a bit; clear the desk; sit on my sofa. Another warning; I climb back under the bed, facing the other way and this time on my stomach to wait it out. Two bombs, no explosions, but this time, a disturbing scream. I get up and hurry downstairs and out the back door. At this point, I remember congratulating our enemy (hard to explain why). Nothing seems out of the ordinary and everything is incredibly bright and sunny. My family all mill about the garden and my dad enters the conservatory. Me points to the cat's litter tray "They're dead!" The litter tray is full of dead fish - unsurprisingly, as they aren't in water.
"Oh God," I say, turning to the rabbit's cage. "Sampras!"
Our rabbit is in the corner of his cage, eyes half-closed and muddy and disheveled. "Quick, get his head inside," someone says, and I lift Sampras the rabbit and deposit him in the house where he immediately perks up. SO now nobody can shelter outside.
"Get inside," I say, shutting the door, "and don't leave the door open for more than a few seconds."
I get inside, and everyone else follows. Sampras hops about happily.

Next dream: My mum tells me she is going to Japan today and wants to know if I want to come. I say I do, and she tells me not to bring much. I pack a few things into a small rucksack which has a ladybug on it. I check to see when the plane leaves: four o'clock. I ask if I can pack my laptop. My mum says that would be fine. We spend a while doing stuff about the house. My mum spends for ever packing, until four o'clock comes and passes. I am sitting on the floor in the living room as it becomes five o'clock and we still haven't left. Eventually, we do, but the dream ends.

19-4-13
One dream involves my electric toothbrush not charging so I discover that it is not plugged in. Wow.

A second dream starts with me reading Bleach, but the pages are all drawn in different colours. Then the dream goes strange, and we (me and some people I don't know - I think one male, one female) are in a tall, cylindrical metal room, with a slopes funnel shaped section in the floor. Ther are four long sweeping arms attached to a pole in the middle of the cylinder, and the whole thing is covered in bright blue paint - heaps of wet paint. About half way up the wall and behind me there is a long window in the metal wall and some controls which are being operated by Uryū Ishida. The panels begin to spin and separate out, and another cylindrical section rises of of the funnel shape in the middle, also covered in heaps of wet blue paint which runs down the sides in swathes. We avoid the panels which spin about violently until eventually they slow down and stop. There is something beneath the funnel section we need to get to - something inside the large inner cylinder. I take a long rope with a sharp hook on the end and throw it to my companions. The male one throws the hook over something on the ceiling so that it then falls down into the mouth of the funnel and operates like a pulley. He and the female start tugging it and the inner section starts rising - but now it is a lot smaller. The paint all runs off it and it we are left with a hollow cylinder with a cone-shaped top made of metal, suspended by the hook hanging from the ceiling. We are happy because we need what is inside...

April 19

To bed at 8:30 very tired

2:40 a dream that seemed clear but hard to retain and put into words. Work related. In Excel. A Table. Evaluating work of others?

An earlier dream now remembered a bit: I was in law enforcement and someone I knew worked with he recommended me for work in a more important agency, maybe FBI? I was female, but not myself.

5:50 in ice cream shop with family but also some people from church. Flavors: chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry - less adventurous than I would choose in real life (although got to love chocolate).these were either ice cream or shakes or both. A parishioner from our church who has been dead for years showed up. We then went next door to some sort of bar/restaurant to join him. He said why didn't we bring him some ice dream, but then said that he couldn't have it on his diet anyway. We marveled that it had been 8 years already.

Remembered from earlier: I did dream of the coworker about whom I had had a dream of me asking him out on a date. There continued to be some illicit attraction, but this time I am not as shocked by it as last time because I know I will not act on it in real life, and i know i can't help what I dream of in non-lucid dreams. Yup, he is an attractive man, but that should not be a problem as long as I don't act on it.

Remembered from earlier: Some weird dream where I had some sort of weird rash on my skin or maybe a burn, and it could be peeled off and it got better. This weird patch had weird stuff stuck to it that was entangled: some yarn and a snake. Once freed the snake moved, proved to be alive, but it proved to be half snake and half yarn, body glued somehow in the middle. once it cam to life it tried to bite me.

Dream recall from today's nap.

I was playing some kind of fighting game, i had to select accessories for player character and there were a couple of wrestler accessories that were paired and when used could transform player character into werewolf. After i selected them there was howl which continued as HH for a half of second as i wake up.

Night 5

Dream 1 - Was running through a cave system with different powers. Then my brother put lava everywhere and I had to get out. Luckily I found some water and used it to turn the lava to stone and I eventually managed to form some stairs out.

Dream 2 - I was going through an assault course but it had quiz questions and mental challenges within it. So I was running through this with several other people. We got to the first room and I immediately knew the answer, then I remembered I'd been here before. This was one of the dreams I'd forgotten a few nights ago. I was now moving through the rooms a lot faster since I knew all of the answers. The dream then faded out.

Dream 3 - I was in a dark hellish fiery place. There was a sleeping dragon behind me and I had this magic powder in my pockets that allowed me to have different powers. That's all I remember

Dream Fragment:I'm standing in a baseball field, the baseball players are wearing white with black pin stripes. It begins to rain and all the baseball players pull down this circus like tent from out of nowhere and covers the whole baseball field, but the slopes of the tent go down to where the audience is standing at the side, a big splash of water comes flying off the tarp onto a mans shirt who then instantaneously turns into a woman with big boobs and we laugh as she is in shock from the cold water drenching her.

Dream Fragment 2:I'm outside and I jump into the pool, people get mad because I got my clothes wet, I apologize a ridiculous amount of times and no one forgives me. They throw me a towel and it gets in the water and everyone gets mad at me for letting the towel get wet. Finally I get out and I take my clothes off and change into pajamas and ask my grandma if she can dry my clothes before the party and she said no, and that the drier doesn't work in rain storms and that a rain storm is coming, so I go get a blow dryer and try it manually.