non-lucid

I was in this building and it was like a team deathmatch. On the heroes side there was JFK and other guys (I only remember JFK) and on villains was Bush(maybe) but definetly Condoleeza Rice and a few other guys. We battled it out shooting each other. Then in the same dream there was an assembly and one of my teachers was sitting down and there were no seats but there was one.???. "I guess you'll have to sit here" she signals to here lap and I said "Or you could sit on mine". So she did.

I went back outside into thematch on the villains side and thats how I saw Rice and some random guy. Honestly the villain team sucked.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I’m in a building that is something like a conference center. There is a conference/camp event going on here for students in the $Program program. [Name has been hidden to prevent members of the program from finding this journal.] Most of the people attending the conference are teenagers and young adults. I go from the hallway through a door into one of the conference rooms, where there is a check-in and registration table set up. It’s covered with the papers that belong to that schema: lists of registered attendees, conference schedules and other materials for the conference, and calendars of upcoming events. I check in, then take a look at the calendar and see that there’s an overnight event coming up that includes attending a local high school’s football game. I want to go, but I think it conflicts with something else that I have going on.

At this conference, each $Program group that is attending has a different nickname or theme; my group is the “villains” group. The check-in table for each group is in a different room. After I've checked in, I walk back out into the hallway and encounter a girl, my age or a little younger, looking for her check-in room. Her name tag reads “Eliza.” I encourage her to join one of the “good” groups [by which I mean, any group that isn't villains-themed], because she's new to $Program. I expect that I'll be the only one from my $Program group who participates in the larger group activities offered by the conference, because everyone else in my group is an older adult and most of the other conference attendees are teenagers or young adults. Besides, LN teaches high school for a living; she probably doesn't want to spend her off-hours with teenagers, too.

I start climbing the stairs to the second floor of the building to get to the conference meeting rooms. There are two flights of stairs that cross in an X in midair, joining together at the point where they cross to form a platform. A third, smaller flight of stairs extends down from this platform to the floor I want to get to. There are others climbing the stairs along with me.

[I don’t remember the transition, but] I’m outside the building I was just in. I’m on a beautiful college campus. It has trees, grass, and winding, paved paths between the buildings. The ground is not level, but contoured, rolling up and down. In this scene, I realize that I’m dreaming. [I don’t remember why or how; I just did.] I jump/float down one of the inclines, grabbing a handful of grass at the bottom of the incline as I land on another path, which [I think] has a low wall that stands between the path and the incline I've just jumped/floated over. I'm touching it to keep the dream stable by engaging my senses. It feels like real grass and is very soft and supple. I walk down the path I've just landed on, heading toward a small tree, covering ground much more quickly than I would in reality. [Here, I experienced that phenomenon I've read about here on DV where, in order to get somewhere in a dream, you focus on your intention to arrive there and suddenly, there you are, having skipped over the boring part where you traveled there.] When I reach the small tree, I touch it, wrapping my hand around its narrow trunk. It feels rough, like a real tree. I'm just happily enjoying being in a dream.

A little further along the path, just beyond the small tree, is a large, square, paved area, in front of the entrance to a building. A woman is standing in this area, alone. She’s older and has wispy brown hair, which she wears up in a loose bun. She has lines and wrinkles on her face, and has a patch of shiny, lavender-pink eyeshadow all over the center of her face. She’s wearing a long dress the same color as the eyeshadow.

I suddenly recall the current Task of the Month [which I had just looked up, just before going to bed]. I approach the woman. In the distance, behind me, I can hear all the teenagers and young adults who are attending the conference/camp singing together:

“Day-oh, day-oh. Da-a-ay-oh, da-a-ay-oh. Daylight come and me wanna go home.”

I sing along with the young people as they begin the next repetition of this segment of music: “Day-oh.” As I sing, I look right at the older woman, expecting her to sing along, too.

“Day-oh,” she mumbles softly, looking down shyly at the ground to my left.

“Da-a-ay-oh,” I sing to her, still looking at her and expecting her to sing along.

“Da-a-ay-oh,” she mumbles, still looking down. I figure that she simply lacks confidence in her singing voice and encourage her by saying enthusiastically to her, “Come on, you can do it!”

“Daylight come and me wanna go home,” she sings, now looking up and demonstrating self-confidence. She proves to have a beautiful singing voice.

Pleased, I continue singing along with the young people, who have been singing the song all this time. The older woman continues singing along as well. “Come, Mr. Tally-Man, tally me banana. Daylight come and me wanna go home.”

Somewhere in the midst of those two lines, the dream faded and I woke up, probably because I was so excited about having completed the Task of the Month for the first time since February.

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Side notes:
I just looked up what the current Tasks of the Month were last night. I think this knowledge helped motivate me to want to have a lucid dream. I'm thrilled that I completed the basic task the same night! The euphoria from my achievement lasted for several hours into my waking day.
I'm also excited to have used a new dream control ability for the first time. I'd read that you could control what happened in your dreams, including controlling the actions of DCs, by expecting particular things to happen, but this was the first time I'd ever actually done it.

08/05/11 Friday
I am in school, I know it is Friday, and I am impatiently waiting for the class to come to an end so I can go home. I fidget in my seat, willing the time to go by more quickly, completely ignoring the paper in front of me. I have all weekend to do that homework, there's no hurry. Something hits me in the back of the head, it is a wad of paper. I pick it up and look at it. There is a note scrawled inside that says, "You are having a cow." Wtf? I look around the room and see there is a boy a couple rows back from me looking at me. He points at me and mouths the word 'cow' very clearly. Weirdo… The bell finally rings and I get up to leave. I brush up against someone as I'm gathering my things and she gives a mock scream. She says something contaminated touched her and she needs to be disinfected before she catches whatever it is that makes me so gross. Another idiot. I already know for a fact that the school is full of idiots. I ignore the idiots and leave the classroom, heading for home. In front of the school there is a group of five boys picking on one boy. Bunch of cowards… I head over to the group, I recognize the boy getting picked on… and I know I don't like being picked on, so neither does this boy. One of them, a particularly fat one, is saying the smaller boy probably wets the bed, how pathetic is that? I comment it is about one tenth as pathetic as a group of five idiots picking on one person. The fat one turns around and says no one asked me, so get lost. I apologize for my mistake… six picking on one, since the big one is clearly fat enough for at least two boys. The fat kid says he isn't fat, he has big bones. I say wow… he'll never have to worry about breaking a bone, then… those bones aren't big, they're HUGE! The fat kid says he's not opposed to hitting a girl, so get lost before he beats me along with Potter. I say I'm not opposed to kicking him in the… wait… Potter? Harry Potter? He looks at me blankly. Does that make you Dudley Dursley? Yeah… who wants to know? I tell him I read about him in a scientific journal… the first known human being to exist with absolutely no brain at all! He says that does it, I'm going to get pounded. He takes a swing at my face, I catch his fist in my hand and twist it over into a very uncomfortable position. He lets out a cry of surprise and a bit of pain. I tell him he has one chance to run home to his mommy before I kick him in the nuts so hard they get lodged in his fucking nostrils. Someone is coming, it is a teacher, asking what is going on here. Everyone is instantly on their best behavior. Dudley whispers to Harry that he will get it later on… and then to me that I will get it tomorrow. Um… tomorrow is Saturday, retard… I won't be seeing you… Harry says that was worth it to see Dudley get shown up by a girl. I invite him to come to my place. He says he can't come home with me every day forever. I ask why not, my dad won't mind. And it's not like his aunt and uncle give a shit… He can't argue with that, and we head back to my place together. I tell him there is a technique to being able to fight people like Dudley… and I know someone who can teach him if he wants to learn. He seems very interested.

08/06/11 Saturday
I am in the back yard of my own house, though it is not the house I live in now, it isn't even a house I recognize. My father is there with me, in fact, my father is James Hetfield from Metallica. Also there with me are Harry Potter and Vegeta from Dragonball Z. Hetfield goes into the house, leaving Harry and me there with Vegeta. Vegeta is giving us a martial arts lesson. He says it doesn't matter how large your opponent is if you know the right techniques to handle ourselves. So we spend a while out in the back yard working on exercises to get in shape and martial arts techniques. I am thinking I am at least getting some exercise for a change, and maybe this time I will even be able to stick with it. Somehow, even though Vegeta and Harry Potter are there with me, and James Hetfield is my father, it never occurs to me that I might be dreaming until I wake up.

08/07/11 Sunday
I am in the back yard of a house that is clearly not one of the places I have ever lived in my waking life, but it is familiar to me as my home. This entire dream consists of practicing martial arts with Harry Potter, Vegeta is the instructor. For some reason it never once occurs to me to do a reality check…

Note: In spite of doing reality checks periodically during the day and telling myself to do them when I am dreaming, I never seem to do them anymore. If anyone has any ideas on how to get back into the habit it would be really helpful, I used to have frequent lucid dreams and now they're gone…

08/08/11 Monday
I am in bed and waking up, the alarm is going off, I don't want to get up… it is too early… why is my alarm going off now?! I sit up and look around the room, there is some light coming in the window, but it is clearly still early in the morning. I drag myself out of bed and get dressed before dragging myself out to the other room. Someone speaks to me from the door, says this is the last week of school, come on, get out of bed. School… wtf? I have school? What is going on? I sit up and get out of bed, not sure what to think. I get dressed and when I go to brush my hair I see I am about 11 years old. My mind just falls into the routine of going to class now, all thoughts of dreaming gone. Eat breakfast, walk to school. I am walking to school with Harry Potter, who apparently spent the night at my house last night. The entire time I am walking to school I get the strange feeling that someone is watching us… following us… am I just being paranoid? Nope. About half way to school a group of five boys blocks our path, one of them is Dudley Dursley. They seem ready for a fight. Dudley says no one humiliates him in front of his friends… I say no need to, he makes a complete fool of himself on his own. He turns red and says he's going to pound me… then he comes at me. I use leverage and strength I didn't realize I had to flip him over and onto his back, then I step on his fat neck. Try that again I'll rip your dick off and shove it so far up your ass that you're giving yourself a blowjob! All five of them look shocked that a girl just did that. While they are shocked, Harry and I continue to school where all my classes go predictably boring. My last class is over, and I am ready to head home… but wasn't I supposed to meet Harry and walk home with him? I look around for Harry for a while, then I finally find him. I'm not sure what made me check… but I find him in a dumpster. He has had his ass kicked… by Dudley and his gang, no doubt… I help Harry out of the dumpster, at first he is mad at me, saying Dudley was beating him because of me, then he is upset, saying he tried to use Vegeta's techniques, but they didn't work… I tell him it takes time to train to fight. I focus on healing a couple of his injuries… the healing works. We walk home together, I am plotting revenge on Dudley, but Harry wants to learn to fight and take care of things himself.

08/09/11 Tuesday
I wake up in bed and know right away that it is time to go to school. Time to get up and get ready to go. I pull myself out of bed, I currently have no awareness of my normal waking life, and no idea that I could be dreaming right now. I come out of the bedroom and have breakfast, I don't want to go to school, I never do, but this is the last week. Yay! I am walking to school with Harry Potter, and it feels like we're being watched. This seems to be a common occurrence now… nothing happens before we reach class, though. No one shows their face. I wonder if it was Dudley and his goons, and they are too cowardly to show their faces. Most likely. Classes today are preparation for the final exams, so there isn't much time to think about anything else. I get really bored with going over material for final exams and I end up doodling again, though this time I am more careful about getting caught. I am doodling plans for a puzzle game I have had in mind, though I am not entirely sure what I plan on doing with the idea. I will figure out that part once I have the idea finalized.

08/10/11 Wednesday, Dream 1
I am in an office, I am there for a job interview. I have no memory of how I got to be there, and I can't even remember what job I am interviewing for. Of course this results in me being about ten times as nervous as I usually am at an interview, and that is never a good thing. I look around the office a bit, it is a really fancy office. I am there by myself, I wonder when the person interviewing me will arrive. I get nosy and look around on the desk. It is a massive mahogany desk, clearly an antique… it is well polished and there are many items on it. I note the items consist of some antique looking pens, a couple bottles of ink, several rolls of parchment, and what is most notably absent is a computer of any kind. Actually there is nothing electronic at all. Weird. I sit there and wait for a few minutes until the door finally opens and a man walks in. I do a double take as I recognize the man, it looks like Professor Dumbledore. I am doing a double take when he comes over and says he's sorry to have kept me waiting, there was some urgent school business to attend to. He introduces himself and says he is pleased to meet me, Quintus has told him a lot about me. Quintus? I am wondering who Quintus is, Dumbledore continues. He says Quintus has said I have held such positions before and performed admirably in them, and he is inclined to believe Quintus since they have been friends for so many years. Who the fuck is Quintus?! I am struggling with this question, but Dumbledore doesn't seem to notice, he keeps talking. I am hardly hearing what he is saying, though I am somehow answering, not even aware of my answers. Finally I am leaving the office, and Dumbledore is saying he is required to speak with someone else, but he really feels he has already made his decision. I wish it was that easy to get a job in my waking life…

08/10/11 Wednesday, Dream 2
I am in school, I am taking a test. It's a final exam. In this dream I spend the entire day going to two different classes and taking final exams, then the school day is over. I get to go home early, though the idea is for me to go home early and then study for the final exams still to come tomorrow. What fun, I am so glad class is almost over for the summer. Outside of the school I meet up with Harry Potter, and we are walking home together. Harry says something about that he really should go home one of these days… he can't move in with me permanently. I ask why not, as long as my dad doesn't care… and it seems pretty clear that his aunt and uncle don't give a shit. Harry says the Dursley's would probably be glad to get rid of him. I say then the problem is solved. Unless someone complains, there is really no reason he can't just stay with me… unless he really prefers living with the Dursleys. He said no, he would not prefer that. I say let's get home, I need to do some studying for our final exams tomorrow. Maybe we can help each other out. Sure, sounds great. The whole way home I can't shake the feeling we are being watched, though I never see any sign of anyone following us. I wonder if Dudley might be a problem… it seems Harry notices me being paranoid. He says if I'm looking for Dudley, don't worry, Dudley is still back at school trying in vain to finish a final exam… when he probably got stuck on the first question, the one where he's required to put his name.

I was in an old looking house that had many flights of stairs. It was made almost entirely of darkish brown wood, including the walls. I was with some guy and we were trying to get out of the house. We had to run down all the stairs to get to the door at the bottom. But every time you went down a staircase, a really freaky disembodied face/mask kinda thing would zoom directly at your face. It wouldn't touch you or hurt you, but they were all different and all freaky lol. The faces scared me, so I always made the guy go a bit ahead of me, and covered my eyes with my hands.

Finally we were at the bottom and I ran out of the door first. I flopped down on my back on a patch of soft grass in front of the house. It was really sunny and warm and nice. The guy joined me soon after and laid down with his head near mine and his feet in the opposite direction. Then a girl came over wearing a rainbow sweater. She started saying things like, "Oh, this must be your time together, I'd better leave you two alone," etc and this made me uncomfortable, so to change the subject, I looked down at my shorts and said disinterestedly, "Oh, is there a cricket on me?" There actually was, so I started trying to pick it up.

It's really different here but for some reason I feel like it was part of the same dream. I was rummaging in the fridge in some house and eating sushi and talking with a friend who was there about a new j-pop group that was debuting soon. I was saying there were too many that were all the same, and that there were always too many members, then whoever else was there said they didn't like SNSD, except very quietly and weirdly and I was like 'what?'. Then they came on TV or something. It was a group of maybe 20 japanese idols, all dressed in white on a white/silver background. One of them had blonde wavy pigtails. Then they started singing and dancing to "Special Generation" and I was like "oh...it's a cover" sounding disappointed for some reason.


I realized later on that I'm pretttty sure the creepy faces zooming at me came from playing LSD Dream Emulator, somehow. xD I dunno, it just reminds me of it.

Was living in a shitty apartments on the bottom floor. A man in the apartment above mine rapped my dog. I was so furious that I knew I had to kill the man. After sitting there upset for a while and holding baron I went upstairs and went inside the mans apartment. Strangely, Lisbeth salander from the book "girl with the dragon tattoo" was inside. She was on my side. She quietly signaled to me that the man was sleeping. We went over to him tip toe and began chocking him until he died. Then Lisbeth and I quietly signaled to each other once more and I left. I felt a great deal of relief once he was dead. Then I walked downstairs. The scene changed, I was in a big house. This guy who had a crush in me in school was there. He was hitting on me, and I was slightly creeped out. Then many people from highschool were there. I had to pee. I went to the bathroom and I started to pee. There was dirt on the wall and an invisible ghost started to write the word "clean" into the wall. I got up and began to yell at the ghost. I said I wasn't afraid of it and it to leave me alone. I got pee on my leg when I got up and I was frustrated. Then the bathroom door opened. That guy with the crush was there.

I was outside the back door of the school, sitting with AD. I had my plastic water bottle out, and AD was just sitting beside me. Then Mr. C. was standing at the door, and I felt that I should hide the water bottle. I put it beside me out of his view. Then AD grabbed it and shoved it under some towel or something that she had. Then all of the sudden she randomly whipped it out and tried to find somewhere else to hide it. Mr. C. then saw it and grabbed it. He didn't really realize what it was till he actually looked closely at it. I was thinking "shit shit shit shit shit!", but all he did was look at it and laugh, and then throw it away. I sighed with relief. I knew he probably wouldn't really care.

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I was at some party, with NE. We randomly started making out at some point. He wanted to touch my boobs, and he said something like "Oh god I'm such a pervert," but I said, "it's alright, just do it, it feels good!".

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I was going to my first class of the morning, which was apparently gym. I was in some old shack-like building. The whole room was wooden and had a dim glowing lighted atmosphere. I saw down at some desk (even though it was gym) and realized I had forgotten to change.

At some point we were then outside, and I was trying to decide if I should run back and quickly change or not.

Dream
Lucid

Dream #1:
So I was in some building and I was talking to friends, apparently weeks before I had drawn something that was in a contest. So finally the judges have gotten down to the last two drawing and they were gonna have the people there choose. The judge (who looked exactly like my friend Claudy) said "These are the last two drawing's which you the people here will choose the winning drawing."
"This is...is....is Victors drawing and this is (can't remember his name) drawing. I personally think Victor's is much more exciting and colorful. Does anyone agree with me?"
Crowd: "Yeah!!"
Judge: "Then without further-ado your drawing champion Victor!!!"

I was happy but not really extremely happy so I sat down with a couple friends and one friend was talking but i couldn't understand her. She handed me this cool looking squeeze bottle that had over 5 paint colors together, which weren't even mixing or anything they were perfectly separated. Last thing I said in my head was "this is really cool never seen one in store's." (Didn't RC!!!)

Dream #2:
I was in some house it was dark and I had set my backpack down on a couch. I then see a little kid come out a doorway in plain dippers, he walked right past me going straight for the front door which I didn't close because I forgot to. So I closed the door and turned the kid around and started walking him back to the doorway when his mom came out.
Baby's mom: "Oh there you are I was so worried. Thank you so much for finding him."
Me: " No problem glad i could help."
Then she talked some more but I can't remember what she had said. Suddenly there were more people in the room and they were scared by something. So i ask "whats the problem?"
Baby's mom: "your dad is coming"
( I don't like my dad he is an abusive man and I've fought him physically a couple times and the last one was the bloodiest fight before he left Florida.)
Me: "Oh....I'll deal with him just get out of here."
I notice the kid that I kept from leaving the house had grown up to like the age of 8 or so. There was no point in telling him to go with his family since my dad had already got there. So my dad like always was yelling at me then he tried to rush my but I just dodged it. Then he found the kid so i had no choice but to go head on, I went into a full sprint jumped and punched my dad in the face making him let go of the kid. He quickly turned around and tried hitting the kid but I kicked him in the face then threw the kid and told him to run fast! The kid was soon out of the room so it was gonna be me and him fighting again but ass soon as I took a step to go attack him the dream switched.


Dream #3:
I was In a training room the one's with a lot of mirrors to see exactly what your doing for yourself. First thing that cam to mind was trying to do this type of side spin flip thing I see all the time but it totally failed. As I got up to try again I woke up

Vividness-7

P.S. Named it late nap because I had fallen asleep somewhere around
8:00-8:05pm and woke up at 9:46pm. So I get to go back to sleep and dream again .

By chance I happened to have a pretty decent length lucid dream, so I'd like to be sure to document it.

The earliest part in the sequence I can remember was some sort of fake Harry Potter movie (during the dream I seemed to think it was the third in the series, but couldn't remember the name), only it starred the cranky-professor-guy-with-the-eye-whose-name-I-don't-remember (that guy from the Goblet of Fire). Anyways, it seems he was going away and people were giving him various going away presents but he was being extra cranky about them. I recall the second to last one vividly; one person (seemed to be a young adult) held up this large, ornate deep green crystal cross with silver metallic edges, stating that he was offering the professor a chance to examine it and that it was a magical artifact that had belonged to his family for many years (it seemed to imply he was some sort of royalty). However the professor cut the student off from his speech angrily, exclaiming that he knew several good men who died in the name of that worthless, magic-less artifact. After that people started to disperse, and an older professor picked up another going away present that looked like a chest and looked as though he was about to leave but then decided to offer it up (saying that after what had just happened he thought the professor wouldn't be interested but thought he might try offering it anyways). They open it, and the chest is empty except for a small recess near the top left that contained a brass metallic pentagram. The older guy asked him if he knew what it was, and the professor replied dramatically that he did indeed know. The camera seemed to look into the box and zoom in ominously on the pentagram; as it got closer you could see that there was a different place on the other side. As it zoomed through the camera shifted to my vision as I saw a group of people walk by and I followed them into what I seemed to think was a hospital. We were talking about some project I was going to work on (it seemed like a job interview?). Inside, we entered some board room through a set of doors and then went to another set of doors along the same wall to let two other people in (I was already with two other people). One of them was Dr. Werremeyer, whom I was happy to see after so long. At some point it transitioned to me at my car at what seemed to be the gas station on University Drive in Fargo that we used to always get gas at. I seemed to think for a moment that my brother was joining me. We got into the car and were waiting there for a while. We amused ourselves with the two extremely short old ladies in the car next to us. At some point he asked me what we were waiting for, I replied that I wasn't sure, that I'd started with 5 professors and now had 0 and that if this was a dream it was kind of a shitty one, which prompted a reality check. It didn't pass (I remember thinking it was going to and being initially surprised that it didn't). I managed to keep focus but immediately getting to work. As I was doing this I was looking across a street corner and there was a lot of Hispanic people walking across the corner towards me. I decided since I didn't like this dream that I'd clean it up a little bit, so I mentally ordered the wind to blow everything away. It became quite a bit windier (as I could notice in the trees in the background), but it wasn't enough to blow the people away. I tried ordering it again and was able to blow a few people off their feet. I incidentally noticed I had a bottle of lime slushy stuff that I was drinking from. I also recall thinking this dream was going on a while (my temporal perception seemed awry here in retrospect) and I should come write about it. Since my current efforts weren't working I tried to get out of my car but somehow got my head stuck in the door and in trying to get myself out I accidentally woke up.

Observation: as I'd previously noted, during a failed reality test my breathing becomes noticeable as the kind of nasal breathing my waking body would experience. This time I discovered that maintaining this nasal breathing sound helped hold lucid focus. I seemed to think this lucid dream was longer, but I can't seem to remember much going on. Anyways, good stuff.

August 10, 2011

Title.

Kinda a mix between a fragment and a dream. I would personally see this as a short dream but I going to label it as a fragment also.

Being in that white castle looking place (watching the dubbed anime on Adult Swim) Ichigo was found beaten up but still wearing his Hollow mask. Red Pineapple hair guy (damn Japanese names) found him and drag in out where all of the other captains were. He try removing the mask but Ichigo woke up and his eyes were still yellow. For a sec in the dream his body was pure white and he was just the base (meaning no hair and no clothes) but his yellow eyes were still there.

I somehow enter the dream and I told him to put the mask back on. I ask him how do he usually take it off during battle. He said something about spiritual pressure and I told him he should try that then. Of course it works and then I woke up.

Dumbass Ichigo.

This night was the greatest LD night I ever lived since I started lucid dreaming. I had 5 LDs (which of course I chained, I love DEILD) but in each of them I demonstrated dream control like I had never experienced before.

Dream 1: I start my lucid dream by doing a random reality check in my living room while my mom is watching me. As soon as I realise I am dreaming I decide to go outside. It's night. I open the door and jump in the snow (even though its summer in RL). Then I go on the street and see a lot of cars passing by with many pedestrians. I see a hockey net from afar. I decide to fly by using a special technique specifically designed for my inability to fly (made by Loaf). I sit down as if I'm in a car, use the invisible gas to go forward and tilt up to fly. Once high enough I am able to let go and fly away, but I end up in a big horizontal vortex talking to Nick Cannon. I talk to him about how he is black.

I try to DEILD but fail since I had lost a little lucidity near the end. I go back to sleep.

Dream 2: I have a big non-lucid about me using a teleporting machine, only to find myself with 7 fingers on each hand. I am pissed and decide to try to sue the company who made it, for no success. I never realise that unusual hands is a reality check lol. I talked to my uncle in the middle of that dream, which leads to the 3rd one.

Dream 3: False Awakening. I wake up in my bed and my cell phone rings. It says someone sent me two pictures. I think that its my uncle who sent me pictures of his dog (could have happened). I get up and go in the living room. ALL of my family is there, including my uncle. It takes me awhile to understand but I do a reality check as the dream fades out. I now begin my chain of LDs. I DEILD back into a dream. I am now back in my living room and everyone tells me that the pool is weird. I go to check it and they tell me anyone who goes on the pool floats on the surface. I take a dip myself and float on top of the water. I want to impress my DC family, so I tell them that when I snap my fingers the water will be normal again. I do and they are impressed. I proceed to flying around in my house and my mom asks me how the hell I do that. I tell her I'm just lucid dreaming and she says my brother and sister should try it too. Id rather not, they should go find their own amazing hobby!

Dream 4: As I DEILD in the next dream, I remember that youre not supposed to chain too much or you will start forgetting your first dreams (and I dont want that) which is why when my dream starts off with 2 santa claus puppet, I wake myself up to start off on a clean slate with a better dream.

Dream 5: I am in a restaurant with my family once again, but as soon as the dream starts I completely abandon the plotline to go have fun outside. I have an aversion against doors, so I go through the window of the restaurant even though the door is right next to it. I bump on the window a couple of times before passing through, but I dont care since who can see me right? I dont remember much after that, except that I walked on the street and saw my friend Sandy. Im turned on and want to have sex, so I try to make a Playmate appear I tell myself that when I look behind me, she will be there (and naked). However the Dreamworld has a way of somehow preventing me from having dream sex, maybe because there are so many better things to do. So I fail to make her appear.

Dream 6: I DEILD with the firm intention of having dream sex. I am in a big school filled with people my age. As I am walking the hall I say out loud que jai le gout de fourrer. The girl next to me tells me she does too but shes ugly so I tell her that shes just a DC and im the dreamer here. I choose . I am roaming for a place in the school to have sex "privately" if you will until I end up in a big dark room with shelves. I decide to try to make sandy appear this time and it works. As I'm walking up to her I'm already taking of my shoes and coat but she walks away from me. I follow her and she seems to agree but as she says that we should go in the corner a bunch of girls from the school come into the room looking for costumes for a dance show (wearing makeup and everything). Then theres guys too. Once again, im prevented from having sex. He he

Dream 7: I'm back in the restaurant. For a brief moment I seem to have lost all my superpowers. I cant seem to levitate or fly or anything. I push my finger through my palm to make sure that I am dreaming. Fade out.....again

Dream 8: Had a non-lucid dream about doing homework secretly in school with my friends.

Well, it's true isn't it? Once in a while I still have a dream that's worth sharing on here. I had an odd one just before I woke up this morning.

The Reason I'm a Bastard - The first thing I can remember was that I was extremely angry. I was in some sort of suit that made me faster, stronger, and oh, I could fly with a jetpack. Pretty cool. Anyway, I was in the parking lot of my local safeway (supermarket), and the parking lot had apparently flooded for about 4-5 inches of water, and the store had decided to put in a tiny little dock for some reason. I was standing on this dock, staring at a tin container, which opened up to reveal a twisted and disfigured doll who had somehow come to life. I knew I had to put the doll down. It was evil. It walked up to me and said "My parents are dead!". That didn't stop me. "You killed my parents, you little shit." I said, as I grabbed the top of the tin container she had crawled out of and started slamming it on top of her. After a few hits I swung it low and shot her into the water, where she lied there fully submerged. I walked over and looked around for some way to possibly destroy the doll for good. I saw three grandmas wading through the water. I asked the first one "Do you happen to have a lighter?", to which she replied "Of course! Here you go." and tossed me a large, rigged together lighter. It worked though, and I could feel the doll fearing what i was going to do. Now I just needed gasoline. But where would I find that? I asked the third grandma, who replied "Why, I happen to have a container right here." and handed me a small black container filled with gasoline. "You're just going to give it to him?" asked the second one, slightly perplexed. "Well, if he tries to run off with it, I'll just make him pay for it!" the third one said, satisfied with her logic.

As I began emptying the container on and around the area of the doll, who was still in the small lake, a crowd began gathering. I was wondering how I'd light it all, when all of a sudden someone shouted "HEAT SEAKER!". I looked up and saw a missle barreling towards me, and I rolled out of the way just before it could hit me. It grazed the water and then lifted itself up and apparently picked up something else, as it didn't come back. "Damn," I thought, "I've gotta pick this up". With the gasoline poured, I began to lit the lighter and was about to drop it and run away when some random janitor decided it was his duty to clean up part of the gasoline spill. Specifically, the part on top of the doll. For a split second, the doll had an evil grin on its face and thought that it was safe. "Like hell.." I thought, as I quickly pushed some of the gasoline back on top of the doll, who's anger and fury quickly turned back to distress and alarm. I'm pretty sure I said something like "Eat shit", and then pushed the lighter into the gasoline, causing it to burst into flames and then miraculously explode. The doll was destroyed, and I was shot into the air due to the force of the explosion, but quickly used my built in jetpack (Handy, huh?) to gain control and then land. The audience that had gathered applauded as if it were some fourth of July show.

So, to answer any questions, yes, I did just dream about beating the shit out of a doll and then blowing it up, while wearing some sort of super suit. It either makes me awesome or insane, and I'm not quite sure which one yet.

very dark dream (not a nightmare) about me escaping giant robots , many humans are fighting the robots and i am just a fighter in the mass , not a hero , many men died i mean it was a fierce battle ,the robots were big and looked like spiders they could crawl on buildings. when the group was surrounded and i knew it was the end for i escapes to far buildings and a long haired rouse(orange haired) girl a boy appeared we were safe until i made noise then three of these robots followed us so we escaped to the water and i think more people joined our escape but three of us dived under the water and all the people who joined us got killed .
me and my friends hid under a giant pipe that was just over the water which made us unseen from above e were like in a "river" of city waste water when we arrived to the gate that separates it from the sea i managed to go over the switch that opened the door but there were sharks outhere so we were afraid but then we decided to still go out and unfortunately the boy passed over a detector that rang an alarm so we rushed out swimming but a shark took the rouse by the leg and plunged her she desperately watches us saying to leave her and to continue our route because she is lost already we continued and arrived on a bed that is under a cliff we could see the closed gate a little girl was there(in fact my sister) so we were now three we first hid under the bed then on it but i found that too suspicious but then we saw a light in the spaces of the closed gate so we hurried up and the final configuration was the boy on the bed hid by sheets the little girl on the front by some wooden things and me under the bed in the water . we were EXTREMELY surprised when we saw a jacket dressed man with soldiers come out he found the two people and i was afraid when he asked the girl if theres anyone else but she said no and i was saved then all of them went through the gate maybe on a flying fortress because i could see alleys and houses in the place of the "river" i logically think that it is a flying object . i then figured out that the robots which i thought were invaders and an end to the human race were indeed instruments of a group who want to control the world and that they suceeded because i was thinking throughout the adventure that the people i saw were the last humans and also when they took my friends that i was the last one . after that reflection i went to join my friends on the flying fortress i talked to my dad and there were many other humans on that ship i saw the mastermind of this again (the same one that came with the soldiers (imagine Kane of C&C tiberium with a slim head ))

All my dreams lately are directly inspired by something that happened that day... This time, I was looking at the ingredients in my Trader Joe's hemp protein powder with a lady friend a few hours before bed. Which caused the following malarkey to happen in my head:

A farmer friend of mine, whose animal-raising facility was entirely indoors, suffered a crop failure that killed the plants with which he fed his livestock. He was distraught. I recommended that he started growing hemp indoors as feed, and reluctantly he agreed. He was convinced that the solution would be neither practical, long-term, nor cost effective. But I showed him wrong!

We pulled out the dead plants that lined the rows of his animal enclosure, and replaced them with hemp. The animal enclosure soon became some sort of luscious hemp jungle. The animals, who were at first just as distraught as the farmer, came to life with joy. They loved the look and taste of hemp. They even started talking. (The animals were HUGE by the way, at one point it kind of freaked me out.) I even befriended a giant snake. Towards the end of the dream, I stayed late after the farmer left so that I could hang out with the giant snake and a giant pig friend I had made; but the farmer came on the overhead all-call and needed to know if anybody was still inside. Unfortunately I had to leave.


In another small fragment, I remember being on one of my dad's old school campuses, either his High School or college, holding in my hand a picture of him when he was my age.

August 9
Went to bed 1:30
Goals: Detailed recall
4:14 At a water park with the family, it was like we had alreay visited earlier in the dream, we get on this wate slide from a different entrance then the main one, my dad comments on this.

7:22 Getting on a bus to go somewhere with my brother, its like a school bus again, short, very similar to last nights dream, inside i can see that up front people sit facing the windows and in the back they face the front. We get on and at first it looks like there is no room at all, when we get on thogh i notice that the front seat on the left side, which is actually also facing the right window, is open. A bunch of people start heading to sit ther, my bro starts moving up muscling his way over there, he gets there and sits furthest to the right on the top seat, the seats are like bleachers.

As he sits down i see that guy eduardo, he is telling some other dude to hury and sit down, the dude does and sits on the top level next to my dad. I rem not caring and just sitting one level lower in front of my dad, eduardo sits down next to me and calls his friend a ball hog.

8:30 Doing a draft tournament at school, for like an assignment, i rem spending a lot of time looking at and crafting a deck, in the dream i think it came out blue and green. I rem finishing faster than most, later in the dream a lady on the other side of te class is talking to the teacher about how some of us are really working hard, she uses the example of people bent over their cards sighing, whereas she doesnt really know what to do, this makes me laugh a bit. The dude sitting across from me starts tallking, he says the dude next to me doesnt really seem to have done this before but he said i did pretty well, he says the colors i chose may be hard to work with.

August 10
Went to bed 1:00
Goals: Detailed recall
8:00 Flash of talking to that guy chris, he says some lady on the street gave him a hard time when she found out hes still living at home or something, we keep talking and he brings up like what if someone made him go. I start talking about how bad i think it is to make anyone do anything, i start saying things like, usually things happen for us when we are reeady, but making someone do something they dont want to do is gonna make them unhappy. He like half agrees with me, we continue this conversation

8:30 Had a flash of watching a tv show or movie about monks in nepal, they looked like buddhist monks with bright orange robes wrapped around and shaved heads. They are sitting in a large auditorium looking towards the stage, i rem talking to my bro about it.

9:30 had a dream i was watching a court case where this big blonde dude with a black t shirt is suing some larpg kids or something, He starts out complaingin about a run in with one who was playing with his sword or something, he also makes fun of the way they walk and a few other things, when he does, people in the room laugh, main thing i rem is him making fun of the way they walk, he said they have to step realy high up and he started mimicking the walk. When he does this i can see a chubby guy taking really big steps in a field.

My recall was bad
Im at a slight different version of my high school
im looking down a field of several fences all gray with very lush green grass and buildings with rain tower things over the walkways im hoping these fences to get to a class im late for and i want to avoid detection from someone. SO i hope the first fence and theres this big mole dog creature. Im scared by this but it turns out to be friendly and i feel bad because as i left it got sad and put its head down. i continue hoping the fences i notice theres a house to the right of me three or four black guys are messing with an ac unit. i figured they were up to no good.

IM in front of this older brick building its in a sort of run down area its something like blue ridge recording studio.
im in a pitch black room i can see the outline of the people im with one is a heavyset lady with brown hair were about to smoke weed.
i think she rolls a blunt and we all take some hits i think. i remember finding a flashlight and trying to make a joke out of it by shining it on my face but it didnt really work like i wanted.
I see a bunch of peopele through a window on the door to another room i take some shoes and tie them to the door but the kid came around the side looking disapionted like why did you do that man.
i get this feeling my room is around the corner and i can just go in there and play guitar.
im in my kitchen high seeing a sort of green haze in my vision
i hear brandon in the gameroom telling me to chill but i wasnt doing anything really.