non-lucid

I was taking a shower in my bathroom, when a friend from my history class pulled open my shower curtain and told me that I had a visitor that wanted to see me immediately.
"Can't this wait? I'm taking a shower!"
"No. He has requested to see you at once."
"Fine" I said as I wrapped myself up in a towel shampoo still in my hair.

I followed my friend downstairs to the area in front of my front door and standings there was a much older version of a childhood friend who (in real life) had proposed to me when I was 5 and I screamed and ran away after throwing a pine cone at him.

However, this boy (in real life) had been an awkward only child and very much a mama's boy. I had played with him anyway when we were kids, but that didn't make him any less weird.

Anyway, he sported a completely opposite demeanor now in the dream. He was calm, confident and actually a little bit attractive.
"Kurt," I said "what are you doing here? And why couldn't this wait 10 minutes? I'm in the freaking shower!"
"Mind if I join you?" he stated without a hint of nervousness.

All of a sudden, the thought of him being in the shower with me became more than appealing. Although still confused and a tad apprehensive, I answered with a meek yes and he followed me upstairs.

The girl from my history class was still upstairs and she had actually gotten in my shower and was cleaning herself with a luffa.

Kurt glanced at me slyly
"The more the merrier!" he exclaimed as he began to strip.

Still very confused as to why I was attracted to my dorky childhood friend who I hadn't seen in more than half a decade, I got in to the shower with my friend from history and she began to wash me with the luffa.

Kurt just watched her wash me for a second as i stood stiff weirded out that I was doing this with a girl. Kurt then stepped in and we had one hell of a threesome in my shower.

I walked into a hazy area.
Was it a room?
Was it an outdoor space?
Or was it actual space?
But I was too preoccupied to care. Because across this infinity, I spotted a dark figure. I approached the only sign of humanity that I had in this environment with interest. My heels clacked on whatever floor there was if there even was one.
This figure was now in turn approaching me.
My heart pounded.
This person could be dangerous.
They could kill me. No one would ever know.
But inside I felt a compelling reason that everything would be ok, and that it was actually necessary to meet with this person.
As this body came into view I realized that there was a striking resemblance and familiarity about them.
I then realized that this figure was another copy of myself however this copy was male.
Out of nowhere this blue line that seemed to go on forever, shot between us and settled on the ground to a dim glow on the floor.
We looked up at each other and pantomimed for a second before in unison asking
"Who are you?"
We then each walked across the line simultaneously and I assumed his position as the male version of myself and he assumed the female version.
I felt myself up in disbelief and realized he was doing the same.

And then I woke up.

Bed at 12:40am. WBTB 3:28am-4:15am. Did Not take GM at WBTB. Language

I stayed up for WBTB, but realized, that I shouldn't have. I slept too short to have a long REM so the GalantaMind wouldn't have a good chance to work. (Although my very first LD was after only 2 hours of sleep). Went back to sleep with intent to take GM when I wake up next time.

When falling asleep, had some very pretty HH, that were presenting themselves as a vertically running movie strip. I said I like one of the images and then I really liked one and that one started to dominate the show. It was a globe I called planet of beautiful yellow-green color that was back-lit. It had very crisp and detailed scars like a ice moon.

Also, maybe 2 days ago I downloaded dodobirds program that plays a sound every few minutes and you can practice RCs, wakes you for WBTB and then plays a sound every couple of minutes so when in a dream you can realize, you are dreaming. I shut it down when I went to bed and as I'm falling asleep, I hear a "ding" and did an RC.

Dream before WBTB
It was a dream that had some LD elements in it and I woke up from it due to some noise just as I was opening my mouth to say "I'm dreaming".

I'm a little white plush/anime bunny with nice purple accents on my ears. How do I know? When I fly, I see myself from third persons perspective. So I'm looking at this bunny who I now it's me and I'm yelling fly! fly! and later teleport!, while my eyes are rapidly opening and closing. I have never teleported in my dreams before, so this is something new and I was about to become lucid.

I'm in a night club with a stage. Bartender walks from person to person showing them a card with metallic, pretty colors on a back and a photo on the front. She wants to know, if we know this girl with long dark hair. I whisper to her in Hungarian, that I do know her, she is in fact a girl who plays piano on this stage sometime.
Then I'm outside in a place that looks like out of tombraider video game. Stone ground with square opening in a middle, like a empty swimming pool without bottom. The bunny is flying out of there and I'm cheering him on fly! fly! When he comes out of there, I'm directing him to teleport to some tall greek looking columns. He is teleporting by sliding really fast an inch over the ground. Not bad for first teleporting try
Just now I realized, why bunny. Before bed I watched the LateLate Night Show and the guy had a bunny puppet.

Now I wake up and do a doomed WBTB. Wake up at 6:30 am and take the GalantaMind. Go straight back to bed. I start to feel it in about 20 minutes. Feel relaxed and pretty sleepy and feel the heaviness of my body a couple of times, but not able to pull it off.

Dream
I was back home in Slovakia. My two cats (that live with me in California) live there with my parents. Someone is responsible to take them to "day care". In the afternoon I go to the day care to pick up some kid. I bring him home and I ask "where are the cats". One is there, but the other one is not. They tell me they forgot to bring him back from daycare. So I go back to school and look for a cat. Its not there. I get back home and they say the cat is in the room. So it turns out, that my dad was suppose to take them to daycare in the morning, but one of them got away from him and got lost and returned home just before I got there and they were afraid to tell me. So I told to myself, that since I live in California now, I should take them with me.
(Realized why I dream of cats - when I do an RC because of a audio prompt, I look at my cats and tell them "guys, this could be a dream").

One of my old best-friends asked me to come over and hang out with her and one of my ex-boyfriends, and I said yes. She also said that she needed help cleaning her bathroom. I was going to go hang out with her, until one of my close guy friends asked to come over, and I ended up hanging out with him instead. After a while, she came to my backdoor and started yelling at me, and I told her to 'take it outside' haha. We argued, and then I ended up walking over to her house to apologize to her mom.

I was walking through some woods and there supposedly were zombies around. Things would turn orange if they were 'infected', and I'd have to shoot the orange targets to get everything back to normal. There was some girl in the woods who, after shooting her, turned into a dog. She started speaking, and explained that we could understand her because dogs really did speak english, just on higher frequencies.

I was in the car with my sister listening to music on full blast, and we waved hi to one of our friends in the car next to us. My sister started throwing hamster food at me, and I ended up getting really aggravated, so I threw some timothy hay back at her. My mom started yelling at me for throwing timothy hay at her, and said that I was being the immature one. When we got back to the house (I believe it was my old best-friends house), I ran upstairs in a vacant bedroom and shut the door because I was mad. This guy randomly came into the room.

The same guy took me to a hotel suite, filled with a bunch of random people. He explained that the 10 people in the room were runaways, and that we had to be cautious when we went to the dance that night. We walked to the dance, and ended up dancing together in a circle, while getting to know each other's names.

Dream – Lucid

I was in my kitchen, sitting in a chair by the fridge. Jarrod was there, and so was my mom; she was sitting at the kitchen table. I was about to talk to Jarrod about some things, just about the way things ended with us. He sat with me, and my mom started to talk to Jarrod, trying to explain to him what was going on with him and I. I was getting frustrated with her because she was hogging the conversation; I was afraid that Jarrod would leave. I kept trying to tell my mom to stop talking, but she kept on going. Jarrod got up to get some water, and I thought he was leaving, and I told him to not leave yet. He went to the cabinet to get a glass for some water. I think my mom left or shut up after this.

Jarrod and I went into the living room and I sat on the couch. He laid down on top of me, and he asked if I still liked him. I pondered for a second on how to answer this, and said

“Is it possible to still like someone, but know that it’s never going to work?”

He agreed that it was, and we kissed. It was very strange. I guess he must have felt the same way. We talked a little bit more, but I can’t remember what all was said.

Alien Invasion
Recall: 9/10
Sleep: Poor
Sleep Position: Left Side (Right Brain)

I'm in my high school, when our school is attacked by vines. They are growing and spreading super fast, and killing everyone. The vines burrow right into people and full them until the burst. I'm running around the school trying to get out and avoid the vines. The vines seem to cover all the exits

I have vines coming at me from both directions, and run out into the court yard. I think I can climb up on the roof which seems clear, and make it out of here. I begin to climb a section of wall that is covered with netting, but when I get to the top there is a vine growing along eaves trough. I don't want to risk pulling my self over it so I drop back down. On the ground I watch some strange vegetation spread over the courtyard. I try to avoid it, but eventually there is nowhere for me to go, and it grows right under my feet. But it doesn't kill me.

"They want the rest of us alive" someone says, "They've killed enough and want the rest of us as slaves. Several walking plant creatures show up and lead us to the principal's office where their leader is sitting, a plant creature in a dark robe with a flytrap head with lipstick. While we wait to see her, I watch her human secretary slave work. THe poor girl has scratches all over her face. While talking with another woman, the secretary breaks down and starts say things that will get her killed.

I grab the secretary by the shoulders and calm her down. The evil plant queen thanks me, and says she will have the girl carefully prepared, and her skin sent to me as a token of gratitude. She then hands me and some other guy a turtle, who will be our overseer.

We leave with our turtle, get in a car and drive down the road. Up ahead in the middle of the road is a giant sea turtle. I swerve to avoid it, but we crash, and our turtle rockets through the window and skids on it's underside along the pavement. We run out to see if it's OK, and it seems it's shell kept it safe.

I look up in the sky and see several UFOs approaching. I figure we're going to be in trouble for endangering the turtles, so we run into an apartment. There are a couple inside, but they seem to be under some sort of mind control and can't see us. We munch some freshly baked cookies while we watch them.

The wife indicates that she is horny. She is blond with big tits, and me and the guy with me look at each other with a look that says "should we?". We do, and bring her in the bedroom and fuck the shit out of her. I finsh inside her just as she's coming out of her trance. She's a little angry at us, and tell me I wasn't even any good. I'm like "Oh yeah?", and stick it back inside her and really fuck the shit out of her. There's no denying she enjoyed it now.

We go back into the kitchen and the wall morphs into a door. I go through the door with my buddy and we find ourselves in a human settlement on the water. Someone gives us a small boat and tell us to go see their leader. We get into the boat and see sever shops on the water, a nursery full of babies. At first I thought this was a free settlement, but then I see several people fighting over money and think the aliens might be in control of this place.

We dive off our boat under water, where it seems I can breathe, and enter an underwater building. We wait to see the man in charge, and when we do we talk about books or something.

(next part is fuzzy, not sure what happened here.)

We are outside the human settlement, about to sneak in. A woman with me has some sort of makeshift vehicle to ride the train tracks. As she motors along, she collides with another woman on a small cart thing also riding the tracks in the opposite direction. The wreckage has produced several metal discs, and the strange woman says she had dibs on the money, and scoops up the disks.

While that was happening, I was watching strange yellow clouds in the sky, and see more UFOs coming our way. We take cover in an abandoned building, where a small group of rebel survivors are hiding out. Another woman shows up and says one of the aliens saw her and she had to stun it. She tells me I have to come and finish it off. I go outside and bash it's head in with a rock.

We walk around the other side of the building, knee deep in water, where several red skinned reptilians corner us. It would appear we're fucked, but I think to myself that I've read this book before, and I know one of these reptilians is on our side and will turn on his kind and join us. I'm just not sure which one it is

I was riding the train with some friends. There was a man wearing a dress on the train, and some other guys were trying to start a fight with him. There provocation succeeded, and a full brawl began. The man in the dress turned out to be deceptively strong. Things were getting out of hand, so I pressed the security button. By the time security arrived, the man in the dress had pretty much wiped the floor with all of them.

My friends and I made our way to a bar, which turned out to be a strip club. My parents were there, taking in a poll dance. Gross. We proceeded to get rather drunk, and then I decided I wanted to leave. Worried about my safety, my friends decided that one of them needed to accompany me home. One of my oldest friends agreed to walk me. When we arrived at my house, we ended up sleeping together for some reason. It was weird and instantly regrettable. I kept asking myself why I had done this; cheated on my boyfriend, ruined my friendship with this person, and probably ruined a few other friendships too. (I was super relieved to wake up and realize that it had only been a dream).

Disgusted with myself, I jumped in my truck and drove away. I was trying to drive south, but I kept missing the exits on the highway and kept driving completely the wrong way. I eventually turned off and ended up in some ritzy town-house area. Then I woke up.

11/24/11
NON-LUCID

I met Big boss (who is blonde) from Metal Gear Solid 3 and she stopped me from using my gun on her and flipped me over.




(Honestly, for a moment I could feel the sensation of trying to pull the trigger, but something came over me because I felt as if I shouldn't have pointed my gun at her, but at the same time, I felt she had some control in compelling me not to shoot. Then again, that was the main attribute about Big Boss in MGS3 (aka the Joy); she was VERY charismatic yet so deadly.



She tells me to go upstairs, and I’m carrying a machine gun to shoot the soldiers coming up to the stairs trying to kill a girl I’m protecting (think she was blonde).

Then I dreamed that Mark Zuckerberg, creator of Facebook, made some video on how much his life has changed since the prime years of Facebook. He was walking in an area mostly made with stone and water. He meets an Asian girl who tells him about things they did together.




She prepares herself to dive off into water saturated in red and orange. I thought it looked shallow, and the big rocks close to each other made me worry about her safety. She goes into the water with ease, and she moves into a gap made by some rocks on the surface of the water.



Throughout this dream, Mark was narrating it, and even talked to others in the dream. The last thing I recalled was him walking at a bridge of the same water mixed in red and orange.



Another dream was me following a blonde at a place with a lot of trees and some birds. It was daytime and as I’m following her, I mock a few birds up in the trees, but I don’t think they responded.



Then a wolf comes out passing some bushes, and looks at the blonde but ignores her. It looks at me and charges at me. The wolf is grey with yellow eyes and a black iris I believe. I scared it away by yelling at it and that’s all I can recall from that dream.



Then I wake up (false awakening), and my mother tells me what my dad plans to do today and Friday. I said I’ll have to go back to my apartment near my University on Friday, but she says I can’t because my father would be too busy.

I asked her what the heck he could be so busy for on his day off after Thanksgiving. I leave my room and I see my dad sitting down doing something. He wore a jacket that was gray and black. He asked me if I wanted printer paper, but I ignored the question and said Good Morning to him.

Then another dream I’m standing in water, and a Asian lady was teaching me how to catch these small fish (with our hands) that can bite you if you’re not careful. The fish looked like grey catfish, but very very very small in size.





Then the fishes change form and turn into flat jellyfishes( I think that's just from past memories of watching the anime "Princess Jellyfish").



They were really slippery, and the lady told me I had to hold the ends of the jellyfish with the bent edges to hold them long enough before they slipped.



Then another dream where this blonde I knew in real life (I sat at a round table with a bunch of girls before I graduated in High School), and she posted on Facebook a photo of her with jellyfishes, then another blonde friend I knew had jellyfishes as well. I was really surprised and then the other blonde I mentioned before her had some photo saying, “Be nice to me if you want to try anal!” That’s all I remember for that dream.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING DREAM VIEWS!

I dream I am in school. I'm walking in with Red, and Sean. We pass through the school's main entrance, and head on through the commons. We see Lauren(Now Single! Ding! Ding! Ding!) sitting ever so calmly at a round table. We walk by, Sean first, being silent, then Red, saying "hi," then myself. "Hi Lauren." I say nervously. "I like what you did with your eye-liner today."
"Thanks." she says with an awkward smile. She is a friend in real life, but just one of those friends who's just out there, not a very close one. Probably why the awkward smile. I never say hi to her. We all keep walking, when Sean decides to stop me.
"C'mon man!" he exclaims. "I told you she's for me! Don't steal her!" I attempt to give a damn, but I don't really give a damn. I just continue to walk. We're now all in first period, but I'm not in study hall(typical dream fuck ups). I'm in some other class, can't recall which one. Sean's there, Red's there, and so is Lauren. After a few minutes, I'm suddenly on the schools second floor. I'm with my little brother by a set of brown lockers in a large alcove by the stairs. Weird, cause the school has neither of those things. There's no brown lockers or alcoves there. So anyway, my little bro and I appear to be friendly fighting. He actually manages to tackle me hard, and I slam onto the ground. That hurt. A lot. I now shake him off, and I hear my Dad scream from downstairs. Oh shit! He shouts for us to stop making so much noise, and if he hears any more noises he's gonna come upstairs and whoop someone's ass! I decide to stop, but my little bro starts banging on the floors and the lockers. Son of a bitch! I now hear my Dad scream out again, and I hear footsteps. Great...not only that, but my wrist appears to be broken too. Fuck-nuggets! My Dad is now up here, and he punishes my bro, and checks out my broken wrist. My question though, is why were my bro and Dad at my school? I now see Eternity, and Zaine with lunch. They have pizza(Hm, Zaine isn't in my lunch period...). They're telling me about how I can get a free chicken sandwich with my pizza. So, I follow them down to the cafeteria and I get a slice of pizza. I eat it(tastes like cardboard, damn dreams), then I snatch a chicken sandwich. I'm now suddenly racing in a racing video game with Zaine and Eternity. What the fuck?! How'd I get here?! We now use boosters, and we're in a purple floating bubble, and we land back in the cafeteria. Only now we're in a different part. Okay, that was just fucking creepy. So now, we hav to sit on a heater, because there're no seats left to eat. The three of us begin singing "Jesus of Suburbia" by Green Day. A girl who can't find a seat joins us on the heater. Now, we're suddenly on some sort of battlefield. What the hell is up with this shit?! It's fucking Star Wars! Hahaha! It's every man for himself I guess. I grab my blaster rifle and open fire on anyone I see. I get shot a few times, but I'm still alive. I now see many Sith and Jedi fighting. I kill another soldier, and I take his gun, which is better than mine. I now open fire on the Sith and the Jedi. There were about six or seven of them, and I kill them all. Out of curiosity, I take one of the Sith lightsabres. It now turns blue from it's original red color. Lame! However, I now begin slicing people away, and I fight until I reach an escape pod. One man wants to get away with me, so I allow him. We take off, but we're still under heavy fire. Turns out this pod is actually a mini fighter. I see many space craft firing upon us an the battlefield below. I open fire on them, and I get us through. I soon land the craft, and I disembark. I pull out my lightsabre and slice away until I get inside a building. I now have a fight with a Jedi. He asks why I've turned to the Dark Side. I have no clue what the hell he's talking about, and I really don't give a damn. I'm on nobody's side! So I go on and just say because I wanted to. Then I tell him I need a new lightsabre crystal so my lightsabre will be red, not blue. We now begin to fight, when for now reason, Son Goku from DBZ, just fucking lands behind us. He appears to be really injured.
"GOHAN!" he shouts to the sky. Well, that was awkward. Wait, where the hell is Gohan? I don't even know what's happening anymore. Now, I'm suddenly with my Mom, and two black girls. They're telling us they're from the year 2012. They say the world is really gonna end, so they came back to warn us and tell us how to survive(for the record, I believe this whole 2012 bullshit is...well...bullshit...). So, we follow their tips, and some guy who believes, decides to help us. He now preps us, and gets us an ugly-green Korean jet. He tells us we can't bring our dog though(We don't even own a dog in real life...), which saddens us. The two black girls now suddenly spot a yellow gas in the distant. They tell us it's coming. We board the plane, and I sneak the dog on board. We now just drive the plane around town like it's a car. We soon get to a gas station, and get off for a bit. We now set some Korean newspapers on our plane. Now, Korean jets begin bombing the city! Ah, I know why we have Korean things now! It all makes sense! A global apocalyptic war! The Koreans won't bomb us! We have an airplane from them, as well as two newspapers(what the fuck...)! A bomb now lands a bit close. I notice Sean on his way over to us. The smoke from the bomb is approaching. I tell everyone to cover their eyes and mouths. Sean puts an arm out to let the smoke hit, but it stops just shy of his arm. He says "Ah" in disappointment. He now says he needs my Mom for something, but then I awake.

11/23/11

NON-LUCID

I was outdoors and I think I was in a video game for a while. These random monsters were coming after me, but I used my sword to slay them. Some of them had a lot of armor and shields on, so I had to be careful and had to do a lot of parrying.

I saw some items from Runescape that were apparent from these enemies’ hands. Then there’s this random dream where I think Toby, a guy who does commentary in a channel (on YouTube) called TobyGames was playing a game I think where he was a character that looked like Simba+Aladdin combined.






He was doing all these fancy moves on the monsters, but he eventually lost his powers for some reason.

Then I think the perspective goes back to me. I’m walking in first person, and these random people want my Pokemon (I’m assuming they wanted it), and I was preparing myself to fight them when they got closer. I saw a few familiar faces, especially a girl named Ciara that I knew from my US History Dual Credit class in High School and a guy named Hussein in the same High School (Cylakes) as well. He came up to me, but he didn’t want to challenge me, and he said something about how it’s easy to get my type of Pokemon, and that I had to train it and evolve it to feel “threatened.”

That’s all I remember for now.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was walking outside with my mom. Everything was dark blue with early morning light. My mom and I had been walking outside all night long. We were now finally heading inside. My mom may have been planning to take me home, or to the airport so I could go home.

My mom was talking to me about an idea she had for making the roads and walkways in old cities such that old buildings could be preserved. Apparently this meant making more walking and biking space and less space for cars.

My mom and I may have been walking through an old city or a college campus that looked like an old city. We walked past a stone building that was really big and circular. It seemed to stand out by itself in some kind of plaza or between lawns.

We walked down a stairway along the side of the building. The stairway led to a doorway in a small space the floor of which was maybe five or six feet below ground level.

As we went down the stairway, my mom told me, "I might have you write a report on my project. The paper doesn't have to be long. Only four pages. But I know you can do that before you have to leave. Then I can take you home."

I felt really inconvenienced. My mom and I had been out all night, doing something for her. Now I had barely any time before I had to focus on getting back home. But my mom wanted me to take time to write a report.

I didn't even know anything about the subject. I'd have to do some research. I was rushing through my thoughts, trying to figure out the fastest way to take care of everything.

Meanwhile, my mom was opening the doorway. There wasn't a door: the doorway was actually just sealed with a huge, marble slab, which my mom struggled to pull open. The slab seemed really heavy, but my mom pulled it aside. I was amazed. But later the slab may just have been a length of sheet rock or cardboard.

We walked in through the doorway. We were inside what looked like a fire escape stairway. The staircase zigzagged up. The light in the stairwell was a cold incandescent, and the walls were peach-colored.

My mom was already a few steps up the staircase. I followed. My mom told me something like, "I know you're doing a lot for me. And I'll pay you back for it."

I suddenly had a vision in my mind's eye of my "payback." There was a pretty girl, visible only from the neck down. She was totally naked, except for a pair of black, knee-high nylons. I thought it was kind of disappointing that my mom thought she could pay me back for work by finding some girl for me to have sex with.

But I was already trying to figure out how to attack the research for the paper, so I could get it over with. I was trying to think of two cities with a good amount of old buildings that needed preservation. My two thoughts were London and Paris.

I was now trying to figure out how to begin the paper, talking about the old buildings. I then figured I'd do some research about the general conditions of the buildings in London and Paris. I then thought I'd do research on the effect of smog from cars on building surfaces.

I may also have thought I'd look into towns that had implemented extensive biking programs. I knew there were some. I'd see what I could find out about the condition of buildings in those towns.

I was now in a train station with my female friend H. It was daytime. The train station was very new, nice, and clean. H and I were the only ones in the train station.

The train station's waiting area was large, full of long, wooden benches. It was indoors. But the roof was metal, lined along the top of the walls with clear, clean windows. And the front end of the waiting area opened directly to the train platforms. So the waiting area felt very open, with a lot of light from the outdoors.

H worked for the train station. I had done something good for her, put a lot of effort into helping her out with something. Now she was going to pay me back, she said, by paying for my train ride somewhere (maybe to Philadelphia).

I walked up to the ticket booth at the front of the waiting area. The booth was glass walled, with four or five desks for workers. But it was completely empty. Nobody was there. It was too early for any of the booth workers to be here yet.

My friend H said something like she wasn't really going to pay for my ticket. What she meant was she was going to give me good hints on how to sneak onto a train, so I wouldn't have to pay. Since H worked for the train station, she was taught things like this, so she could have free train rides as a perk.

I didn't see H anymore. It was like she was ten or twenty meters away from me, somewhere in the rows of benches. I heard H's voice in my head, too, not out loud.

H told me what I had to do. I took off my backpack (? - I don't have a backpack IWL) and lay it on the ground. I then crawled along the ground, right in front of the ticket booth, until I got to the right side of the ticket booth. There were something like subway entrance turnstiles.

H told me that I had to be very careful, and that I couldn't count on making it, because the booth workers were very attentive to anybody who might try to cheat them. But I felt like I was a pretty good sneak and that I could make it.

I'd gotten past the turnstile. I wanted to take the first train I could get out of town. I didn't want to wait around. I looked up at an LED sign saying when the trains were leaving.

One train, which may have been labelled "Manhattan," was leaving at 11:11 AM. It was leaving from track one, which was two or three tracks down from me, about fifty meters away. I may even have seen the train.

I jogged a little, just in case I was cutting the time close. I looked up at a motorized clock, the hands of which indicated that it was either 2:10 or 11:10, even though I assumed the hands indicated it was 11:10.

I knew that the old motorized clocks in all the stations were all slow, and that it was probably 11:11, if not later. I broke into a run, to be sure I'd catch the train.

I noticed, as I approached track number 1, that there was a wide alcove with some kind of snack bar or express restaurant off to my right. I felt kind of hungry, but I kept running.

But I looked off to my left and saw that the train was already pulling away. By the time I stopped running, the train was already long gone.

I knew I'd have to wait for another train. But this didn't seem so bad to me: I felt like another train would probably be here in half an hour.

But now I wondered if this "hint" H had given me on how to get onto trains was any help, after all. Now that I was remembering my train rides, once I was on the train, I'd always have to show my ticket to the conductor, who would walk past all the seats with his ticket-stamper.

I may have snuck past the turnstiles. But once I got onto the train I wouldn't have a ticket. I'd get kicked off.

I may have tried to justify this. But it didn't make sense. I knew there were stations along the route with no turnstiles. Anybody could just walk onto the train. The only way the conductor would know if you paid was if you had a ticket.

I wondered if I could just get onto a train, sit down, and ask the conductor himself if I could pay him for a ticket.

Delted

Resistance in my hometown
I don't know who we were fighting. We were organized militia in modern times. Had some bases underground (literally) and fought in trenches. When we were not fighting, we drove around in cars, looking for supplies. Help arrived - soldiers from another country (US?), but they just mostly observed. In general, very good feeling from the dream. We were the good guys. I like the feeling fighting for good cause gives me. I still remember it, although I had it more than 20 years ago.

Airplanes falling down
Had several of these all within a year or two.
- I'm standing at the bridge in my hometown and see a plane flying over, it's going to crash, feeling of inevitable danger.
- I'm at the end of the runway and airplane is about to crash while approaching me while trying to land.
- I'm at the airport in a huge modern city. Looking up at the beautiful airplanes. Suddenly I know, one is going to crash. it starts to make loops and maneuvers to recover, but it crashes anyway.

Defending my house
I'm standing at the end of the yellow hallway, just at the door to the kitchen, with weapons ready. Somebody is about to attack through the front door. There is more of us. We have long rifles. There is no shortage of weapons. Before fight I went to the basement and got some automatic weapons from cabinets. I was pleasantly surprised, had no idea, we had such a great stuff in a basement. When I asked to have my weapon changed for something better, they obliged. Again, good feeling from the dream. Now I just have to work on having enough ammo. I usually have only a few bullets and then i have to substitute with bread crumbs, pebbles, and whatever I get my hands on. That's frustrating. Dream is in full color, bright.

Low gravity for me
I love these dreams. It seams that for me, the gravity is much lower than for the others. So I can easily climb on the outside of tall buildings, where there are balconies. I just grab the railing on a balcony and propel myself to the next, just with help of arms, I don't really need to use my legs.
It works the same on the stairs. I can either jump down from top of the stairs, or in a tall stairwell, I grab a handrail and propel/lower myself. I loved doing this at School while amazing everybody.
I loved to exit my second story house this way - got on a balcony, climb to the outside and lower myself to the ground, or jump/fly to the street light and fly from there.

Hiding/escaping through a maze of corridors/doors
Also love these dreams. Someone in authority is looking for me/chasing. I'm in a place with lots of short hallways with lots of small rooms that have doors in every direction. I go from room to room, putting distance between me and whoever is giving chase. Good feeling from these dreams, I like to be chased, it's mostly a game for me and I always get away.

The end of the world
I have had a couple of these.
- I'm in California. Nice sunny day. Suddenly I look up and there are ICBM missiles with con trails flying very high up, slowly and quietly, from direction of the ocean towards the inland. I have a feeling of certain end. Try to make a phone call to my mom in Europe.
- This is more dark. It's war. I'm in a city darkened by smoke. Everything is burning. Buildings, puddles of water. I'm hiding in a bigger puddle of water, big as Olympic size swimming pool.

Mode of transportation
Sometimes when in a hurry and for some reason I'm not flying (it's a non-lucid, after all), this is what I do:
I lay down and hover few inches off the ground and propel myself with my hands touching the ground and kicking off the ground with my feet, as if my body was a surfboard and hands and legs like a surfers, when he lays on a board. I can go quite fast like this. I do it, when I need to hurry and running feels like going through molasses. When I tire of moving like this, I turn on my back and "swim" with my arms like you would butterfly in the water and kicking off the ground with my feet. Always happy to "air surf".

I am talking to Veronica as she moves up on an elevator. She gets to a point where I lose contact. The hotel turns into a school campus. A Middle school it seems to be. I look at my watch and realize that I need to be in class.

I go into a classroom and sit down at my desk. Mickers is the teacher and he strangely writes my name on the board within some kind of poem or verse.

There were workbooks inside the desk and one was a science (chemistry/biology) book. The setting changes to a chemistry lab where it was raining indoors. I am performing a chemistry exercise and trying to fill in the workbooks. the rain washes my pencil marks from the book. there was also a lady helping/monitoring me through the assignment.

I believe the raining indoors has to do with my listening to RainyMood that night while I slept.

This dream was particularly vivid

I notice from my bedroom that a plane in the sky is falling & and black smoke. It gets closer and closer to me as it falls, and eventually it goes over my roof where I cannot see it anymore. So I run out to the front porch to continue watching it.

I get a sense of relief that the plane did not crash into me. The plane ends up falling into a body of water far away, but I can still see it from the porch. The crash creates a large impact like a bomb and sends me flying with great force. My body is thrown towards the International University as i shatter the glass when I fly into it. After recovering, I rush back to the apartment to see if my mom is OK.