non-lucid

I am in a huge room. The floor is white and black, like a huge chessboard. Near the door there is a grand piano. I think there was someone playing it. I become lucid. One corner of the room looks like our sitting room. I go there. The dream feels a little blurred so I rub my hands together. That helps a bit. I had decided to do the totms when I went to bed. There are some people in the sitting room section of the hall. In front of me theres an ugly man sleeping in our chair. Well, he's ugly, but he is closest to me and just DC, so why not? I kiss him quickly on the cheek. Next I start to try making a wormhole for the advanced task, but I wake up before I can complete it.

I'm in our social studies classroom. It is bigger than usual. Also the desk is bigger than normally. I leave the classroom. Theres a transparent pipe in front of me. It takes me to the school building's roof. After standing there for a while I go back to the classroom. Our teacher is talking about some war. He makes us draw maps and mark which areas belonged to each factions. Soon I leave the classroom. I'm now in a cave. I walk for some time and leave the cave. In front of me there is a vast, flat, grey plain under a black sky. An enemy is attacking from there. The army opposing the attacker is also present. There is a small village of gnomes ahead. The next thing I remember is a tattooed gnome girl kissing me passionately. We enter an extremely small house, but it's already occupied. I ask the resident if he lives there. When he says yes I ask him to show us a house where we could live. He shows us a small caravan.
The dream skips about 80 years. Everyone else has now left the village. We have a small son, but he is ill. The two armies are still battling. I go back to the cave mouth. Some warriors are battling. A girl I know detaches from the battlers and comes to me. Her hair is black (its really blond) and she looks overall like a war chief. We spoke, but I cannot remember what.

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I hate dreaming about spiders. They're the worst DX

So I was at my mom's house with her and my sister Amy. Every once in a while a big spider would scuttle across the floor and they were popping up more and more frequently. Then a big, lanky, hairless, sky-blue spider with a white hourglass-shaped mark on its back (like a black widow's mark) bit my sister. I had to drive her to the hospital and the car I was in had no roof. It didn't feel like a car; it felt more like a horse and buggy but without the horse.
As I was driving I kept running into all these obstacles and I kept hitting other cars and driving off. Once I was ran into the curb by another car so a bunch of race cars could go by! I was getting really frustrated. My sister's bite was cold to the touch, which was a good thing because it meant the venom wasn't spreading quickly. When we finally got to the hospital, the bite was growing warm, which was bad. I woke up before we went inside.

Man, I'm itching for another lucid dream! DX
I can only attempt to WILD twice a week and I've never succeeded yet. I need a method to try in the meantime...-_-

12/02/11

So i'm back in work.
There is a kareoke theme going on. John o' calls me over and tells me i've gotta sing. And there is a shortlist of a few songs. All christmas songs (because in my waking life, every christmas at work, in the pdr, we have kareoke ).
Anyway, Morrissey was one of the songs (moz never to my mind did a xmas song, but in my dream he had) and i knew i'd already picked moz on a previuos occasion. So i went for another one. But i seem to skip over my song.
THEN Michael Keaton, wearing 'batman' like ears is suddenly there, doing Morrissey.??????
Right after that, an old mate od mine- Nixi, turns up and tells us of his problems he has with working for his dad and his personal relationship with him. So i comfort him.
Then i'm in the delivery area, dressed as the honeymonster from the sugarpuff adverts, but rocking like angus to some ac/dc (complete with schoolboy cap!- knobhead!) and a sweeping brush in my hands, like it's a guitar. Whilst this is going on Luke is cleaning out the hygene store so there is dustpan n brushes everywhere.
I stop arsing about and ponder upon a hypothetical scenario of Carolyn being in the office at the time, and see me messing around and bollocking me! And how stupid i was for not checking her absense. And then remember an occassion where Simon got bollocked for something. And him, holding his hands up and saying "i havent't got an excuse, i'm sorry" with a smile on his face (which happened in real life).
Then i think of a scenario of a camera catching me picking my nose (which, if your chef, is NOT a good thing really, is it!? ).

Then i have a false awakening. I get up to write in my dj (paper one). And i'm not entirely sure if i was at home or not. Lewis from work is there who keeps talking to me as i'm trying to write, which does my head right in! Paul is in the background (work) i politely tell him to do one. And i continue with dj. Ann-Marie is there, wanting me to play a miniture version of draughts, to which my attention turns, then i start playing against coffee shop Sue, both thinking we have the best tactics.

what a load of drivle. still, in none lucid dreams, you dream what you dream really, don't you?

Dream Lucid Me DC

Dream 1
I was in some place which was kinda like my school. Me and my friend E were looking for some parts so we could open an door. Infact, everyone was looking for those parts. We came to the door and started to put the pieces in, but I got angry to my classmate and punched him to the face. Then I "woke up" (Travelled 2 seconds back in time.) and started to explain about how I just had a dream in a dream (I just can´t take the hint, even from myself.) and punched him again. And the same happened again. And again. And again. (Best dream EVER!) Then everyone went insane and started to run everywhere. Some guys chased me and E and we tried to find an exit. As we were close to it, I realized that I left my gloves to the start. We turned around and started to run back. Two other guys started to chase us, and I poked them with cards to keep them away. I wake up.

Dream 2
I´m in some room with my dad. He explains something, when I suddenly realize i´m dreaming. But as I start to think what to do, I wake up.

My dream recall isn't at it's best today, plus I wasn't asleep to long. I went to bed at around 4 a.m. and got up at 9:30. Laser tag really winded me.

Fragment one:
I'm with this kid. He seems to be my friend. He starts to ask me for money and I'm like "I don't have any money." He says "Well just steal some from your dad. I tell him that isn't a good idea, but soon after peer pressure gets the better of me and I take the money for him. Later on in the dream he asks me for money again, to which I respond, "My dad doesn't have any more cash."

"Does he have a credit card?"

"Yeah?"

"We'll just use that!"

We end up taking one of his (non-existent) devices. We insert the credit card in it and withdraw the money. Now I'm getting really nervous. He'll obviously see the withdrawal. I think I hear my dad at the and I tell him to hide the credit card and device.



Fragment 2(not sure if they're connected):

Some kids that I know are at my house (well…apartment) and it appears that they're looking in a book version of my dream journal. After a while of reading they start to kind of mock me (which I expect) but it doesn't really bother me. Then they really start to mock me, and after a while I promptly get up from my couch and tell them:

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!"

I repeat said phrase until they vacate the premises. (Yeah it was a bit mean, I just didn't see what was the point of inviting people to my house if they were just going to make fun of me the whole time, I barely even knew them either).

I think I had one more dream after this one but I can't remember it. But last night as I was trying to fall asleep I finally got into a dream where I was in this hall. I started to run down it and then I started to feel control of my outside body. It was weird, like I fell down but never got up. Well I haven't really been lucid in a while, next time I am though I have to remember about Operation: Ghost. Well I'm hungry and I'm gonna go have some breakfast.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a small hallway that was dimly lit. I stood by a little group of shelves for newspapers. I saw and grabbed a copy of The Onion. But somebody acted in a mean way that made me nervous as I was grabbing the paper.

I got nervous, pulled the paper out quickly, and hurried away. But a few steps away, I realized I had gotten only a few of the first sheets of the paper, not the whole thing. So I went back to grab the rest of the paper.

I was now in a gas station. One of my friends was with me, I'm not sure who. Behind the counter of the gas station was a youngish woman, a little overweight, with copper-tan skin and long, black hair that was pulled back and a little frizzy. She was really cheerful and nice.

I was sitting in a big, pink recliner before the counter. I seemed to be sitting inside of it as though I were really small, maybe a child. But I also seem to have been myself, at my normal height, as well.

Apparently I was wearing diapers and I had wet my diapers. I hadn't told the woman, but she knew that I needed to change my diapers. She told me that there was a restroom in some place across the street (a cafe or a fast food restaurant?). She told me I could change my diapers there.

I didn't have diapers, and somehow the woman knew that, too. She pulled down, from a top shelf over the cash register area, a partly empty pack of diapers. There were two adult-sized, pink diapers inside. The woman told me I could change into one of these diapers and hold onto the other one.

Somehow I came to understand that the woman thought of me as either her kid or as a person who needed someone to take care of him like a mother would. She had known this for a little while, so she had prepared for it. I thought it was wonderfully nice of her to think of me.

I was now outside, on a wide street on a sunny day. The space on either side of the road seemed wide and empty, maybe with dirt lots or grassy lots, although there also were buildings somewhere in the distance. All around on the road there was a feeling of heavy machinery and dusty construction material.

A group of young people, some or all of whom may have been my friends, were laying out a line of what looked like gigantic surge-protector power strips. The power strips were maybe 1.5m long and .6m wide. At either end, they seemed to have poles sticking out of them, like the poles for rope-belt line makers.

The young people would lay the surge protectors down and then plug huge, black cords into them. A few people had to carry and set down each surge-protector. Both that work and the plugging work seemed difficult.

I was trying to find a place in the work where I could be helpful. But the people were all working so quickly and efficiently together already. I couldn't get in. Eventually I was worried that I would look lazy.

I may have made some kind of weak assertion to everybody else that I should have a place in the work. But one of the people (the only person I can remember now was a man with olive-colored skin, shaggy, black hair, and a shaggy goatee) said something about how I was too much of a sissy to help. One person may have told another person, "Tell that guy to go back to the diapers that girl gave him and have fun with those."

So I walked over to what seems, now, like a flatbed trailer for a semi truck. The bed seemed to have been made out of heavy planks of wood. Oddly enough, the pack of diapers the woman had given me was sitting on the bed. There was also some kind of pile of pages or some kind of book. The story in the pages/book may have been something similar to Alice in Wonderland.

I was now "almost-present" in some kind of place with an old friend of mine, M. M was trying to show me, in his usual intelligent-jester way, some article that he found really funny in The Onion.

I had a series of views based on that article. Sometimes it was like I was looking at the paper. Other times it was like the images on the paper, while still paper-images, were also my whole view, as big as the world. At other times, it was like I was in the images, like they were the three-dimensional, real world, while still looking like newspaper images.

The article was taking some fictional discovery made by fictional scientists, which was obviously a cave which had been used by prehistoric peoples for women to give birth in. But the article was trying to make it sound like a mystical place. The humor of the article, apparently, was how the scientists were trying to give this place a really mystical meaning, when it was "just" a birth cave.

At one point I saw a cross-section image of the birth cave. The cave had three rooms, one set behind the other.

The very back room was labelled with some "really mystical" title by the scientists. In actual fact, it was "just" some kind of room where a spirit was being prepared to enter into the body in the mother's womb. The middle room was the room where the actual birth took place. This room was again, given some "comically mystical" name. The front room had some weird label like "meat and other stuff." I took this to mean that all the supplies that one gets by living in the outside world started to be given to the newborn child here.

The article seems to have been full of references to an astral state. Apparently the scientists had discovered human ribs in the middle or front room. So the scientists made some weird comment about how the "astral ribs" of a cave dweller had been damaged and left behind.

The front room had been fashioned, apparently, into a spacious, domed room, with a wide doorway to the outside. The domed ceiling was the natural stone of the cave, though it also seemed to be fashioned into shapes that looked like tiles.

Near the front of the room, some of the "tiles" were missing from the ceiling. The scientists made some "comically mystical" statement about the shaped that the dark space now left by the missing tiles made in the ceiling. But the "comically mystical" statement "only" amounted to what the image actually looked like -- a woman lying on her back, giving birth, while another woman knelt before the first woman, receiving the child.

At this point I may have been trying to figure out what exactly was funny about this article. As far as I could tell, I thought, from my reading about prehistoric life, birth caves were very mystical places, and the birth process was very mystical. The fact that the image of birth in a birth cave had naturally occurred also seemed mystical to me. I couldn't see why a mystical treatment of the whole thing would be so funny.

Dream #2

I had apparently done some kind of complex work project for my boss. It was something I had done on my own initiative.

My boss now began criticizing my work. He told me that the work I had done was too complex. He said that this wasn't the kind of things clients liked to see from us. He said that our job was to do something more simplistic, very basic, and using very basic data.

My boss told me that we couldn't do anything that expressly directed our clients' ideas, because our clients' job was to have ideas. My boss said, "We need let the clients have a chance to do some value creation on their own. So if we just put a bunch of basic data together and something in it inspires our clients to have an idea, we've done a good job."

I took this to be my boss' nice way of breaking it to me that I was spending too much time doing the stuff I actually liked and not enough time doing the pain in the neck work of finding basic data, doing basic number work.

I knew my boss was too nice to tell me that I had been kind of on the wrong track for a while, and that I needed to get back on the right track of looking for hard number-data. So he'd made some cover-up story that really didn't even match what his real thoughts about our work was.

I now felt kind of stupid and lazy for not having done enough number work.

Im at this quiz show which is outside. I've made it far. Im eating watermelons and olives and theres this brunette and gorilla. Somehow they ruin my performance.

Im watching some youtube video wheres this halfnaked lady, and im thinking "Ive done that too"

My brother asks me did I read his textmessages. I answer no.

I am at the top of a water-slide in an amusement park. The attendant tells me the one side is
something the other side is something else, I can't remember what they were, but the single
tube has a right side that looks like the water is flowing faster than the left. I jump in
and ride down the slide. I am going fast but then I slow down and stop. I tsunami of water
comes up and pushes me back up the other way. After a while, I stop from that and start going
back the previous direction. After several other direction changes due to a massive water wall,
I come out the end. I am in a desert-like place but it is still supposed to be the amusement
park. I see some friends from high school and hug my one friend. It is a very long "Bear hug".
When I step back, I say I have to go to the bathroom and go over to the beginning area of what
is now not so surely a park. The entrance looks like the entrance to my house and the tile floor
cuts off into the dirt ground of the desert. As I get near the bathroom, there is a little dog that
comes up and "attacks" me, but is quite harmless. I go into the bathroom and it is more like a
closet so full the door won't close. There is a toilet on the ground but you can't get in the room
for privacy and you definitely can't sit down. Above the toilet is a safe being protected by a very
nasty looking bulldog. I relieve myself in the toilet and walk away. I then find myself in a bed. It
is like my bed at college but bigger. I am in a room where the bed is against the wall in the same
way it is in my dorm. I see my dog, Cinders, but he is completely black. Somehow I know it is him.
I beckon him to come jump up on the bed. He does. Later, he gets down and my other dog, Chelsea,
comes up. My Dad walks in and says something like "Why don't you have Cinders up there?" I reply
"I do". I have no idea why. I then find myself back in the desert setting. Now, there is fire everywhere.
There are tanks, helicopters, and soldiers with high tech guns. There is a general who is leading
everyone. A guy tells me that the general is God come down from heaven and a guy touched him
once and instantly died. Somehow I knew it was true. I go out to the battlefield and there is a helicopter
with a spotlight. This evil woman yells over a megaphone, "Those of you who allege with him will be
shot!". Several people go to the general and stand right next to him, making their point. The woman
shoots at them and they return fire. The fighting goes on for a while. I am just trying to avoid the tanks
and the mortars that are coming down everywhere. The woman comes up in her helicopter and again
says, "If you allege with him you will be shot!". I walk back to God and put my arm around his shoulder.
The woman shoots at me but doesn't hit and the dream ends.

I am in the middle of a railroad track. There is a bridge in the distance and there is a lot of
tall grass where I'm standing. I am in a small valley and there is a short trail up to the side
where the bridge is. I go up the trail and essentially I'm lost. Then the dream snaps to the
middle of what looks like London, I have never been to London so I don't know, but Adam and
I are standing on the sidewalk against a wrought iron rail that guards a drop down to a lower
level. Adam's mom pulls up in their Blue Honda Accord and I get in. Adam hands me a bicycle
helmet and I put it on. We arrive at this banquet or wedding reception or something and I take
off the helmet. At the time when this happens, I am not in the car but more floating about 15
feet about the ground. I look around at the reception for a while from a sky-view
and I wake up

I had this dream the night before as well but didn't remember it.
It sparked my memory when I had it again last night.

I am visiting my high school and I am in one of the classrooms. The desks are all in a circle and
There are these word puzzles. I am required to do them for Millersville and the high school
students also have to do them. The University sent everyone back to their high schools to work
on these word puzzles with high school students. After meeting with the high school, I find myself
in a different building sitting at a table with four other Millersville students whom I do not know.
They are my discussion group. Not the one for my speech class but another one. We talk about the
puzzles, but then this girl in the group starts asking me questions. "What competition's have you
been in?". I go down the list COB, TOB, FIRST... The dream ends

I am in a three storey house made in the Victorian architexture style. The outer facade is large grey stones and the interior is all wood. I do not recognize the house from anything I have seen in waking life but I know that I am in modern times because the furniture and appliances are modern and there are two cars parked outside in front of the house.

It is dark outside and I go outside to look at the cars. One is my family's old 1986 Volkwagen Westfalia and the other is my dad's previous car, a dark blue minivan. I don't know where I am but it seems to be a rural town or something. I have a horrible feeling when I go outside and feel like there are many "dark things" watching me. I run back into the house where it is warn and lighted and where I feel safe.

Back in the house I find a young man sitting in the living room in front of the fire. I recognize him as one of my dream characters who shows up rarely but I know him by his black hair and green eyes. We exchange a few words but I cannot remember what we talked about now. I went upstairs to the second floor for some reason, feeling compelled by some invisible force.

I cannot remember any more of this dream.

Dream - Lucid - Other

Last night before I went to bed, I took a Tylenol that had codeine in it, because I was in a lot of pain (thanks to mother nature). I should note that I very rarely take these, this is probably the 3rd or 4th time in my life that I've taken one. Let me tell you...I had a very intense experience. For now, I'm going to categorize it as "other" to separate it from the "dream" and "lucid" categories.

I was in sleep paralysis. I started to sit up slowly. I thought I was doing so in waking life. I thought it was my real body sitting up. But then, I seemed to float. I could still feel the sleep paralysis and heaviness of my body. I opened my heavy eyes, and looked in the mirror. I saw my body lying in bed in the reflection. I kept feeling this "tugging" feeling to go back to my body, and, after trying to resist the feeling, I inevitably returned.

After that, I was transitioning in and out of this state over and over again, every time feeling my body in sleep paralysis even though I wasn't "in" my body. Sometimes, I could manipulate the light in the room, like I could "turn" the lights on and off. One time, I pulled myself up out of my body, and was looking over my body in bed, and I saw myself blinking my eyes open and shut. This freaked me out, so I went back. I kept wanting to fly through the ceiling, to get out of my room each time, but the "tugging" sensation always brought me back.

I also sleep with a sleeping mask on, and in one of these experiences, I felt like it was covering my eyes and I couldn't see, so I kept taking off "layers" of the sleeping mask to improve my vision, which only worked slightly. Each time prior to this, though, I could feel the sleeping mask, but could see pretty clearly.

I also started trying to "roll out" of my body. I would feel myself turning over and over, and when I felt ready, I'd "roll out" of my body.

Each one of these experiences was pretty brief, with the first few being the longest. I finally decided to dream, and stop trying to project, or whatever was going on.

Then, I had a lucid dream, where I was in a different version of my house, trying to project like I had been doing previously. I dreamed I was sitting up in a chair, trying to exit my body. I remember my mom being in the room too. This kept happening over and over again. It was like I was trying to show my mom what I was doing.

Then, I was in the street of my dream neighborhood. It was nighttime out, and very vivid.

All the sudden, I was flying through space, and then, there was the moon, right in front of me, rotating, looking very different, like there was some sort of community built there. I thought about WakingNomad and his visits to the moon. I kept feeling like I was going to wake up or lose the dream, but I was determined to stay in it. Everything blacked out, and then I was on the moon in one of the buildings. I examined my hands to induce clarity. Two young men approached me, and asked if I knew where WakingNomad was. I told them no, I was actually looking for him myself. I turned one of the windows in the building into stained glass. I didn't have any particular pattern in mind, but what came out was a cross in front of an airplane. Then, I entered the room into which the window looked into, and there were those stained glass windows,with the crosses in front of the planes everywhere in the room.

At one point in this dream, I tried creating a portal by saying "Portal, appear!", as I usually do. I think I was already on the moon when this happened, and I either woke up or entered another dream upon doing this.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

Good morning! Finally a morning I can wake up with a smile on my face. Had halfassed intentions of becoming lucid last night, I really wanted to but my confidence levels were kinda low. An hour before bed I started believing in it more, and after a short WBTB this morning, I got lucid. Had quite a few other interesting dreams, so here goes.

21.15: Sleep

06.15: Kickass
I'm with a few people and one of them, a Spanish-looking dude is really annoying the shit out of me. I can't take it anymore and we start to fight. I walk in on him and give him an elbow to the face, I don't get it right and I headbutt him in panic. He staggers away with blood on his face. "That's a good one" he tells me and we start to fight with our fists. As usual in dreams, my punches are weak and barely do any damage. The more I hit him though, the more effect they seem to have and soon I'm pummeling away. I grab his head and smash it against a desk, and right after that I knee him in the face. He falls down and I sit ontop of him and hit him for a long time. The ambulance arrives and they put him on the stretcher. He's bloody but conscious. I take his hand and tell him it was a good fight. He gives me a bloody smile and says: "Yes, yes it was."

06.15: WBTB 15 minutes

07.30: Fragment
*I'm talking aboud lucid dreaming to a few people.

07.30: Zombies are coming MILD
I'm in a tiny room with four other people. "You have to escape" a man tells me and walks out with two girls. They close the door and I'm left in the tiny room with a girl. I look around and spot a window high up on the wall. It's just a ventilation window but I realise it's my only way out. I punch at the window frame and break the glass. After some tearing and punching, it's all gone and I'm left with a body sized hole I can crawl out of. I am halfway through when I remember the harddrive. I pull it from the wall and pocket it. "What about me?!" the girl asks me. "You have to sacrifice yourself for humanity" I tell her and drop out the window. I land rougly and drop the harddrive.

I pick it up and pocket it again. I suddenly realise that I forgot alot of other stuff. I look back up at the window a few meters up. The girl leans out and is holding a gun. "Want this?" she asks me with a smile. I dread she won't give it to me but she drops it. Next comes an ammo clip, my working helmet and my wallet. "Want your hat aswell?" The orange hat, I can't leave that! She lets it go and I grab all my stuff and start to run. I can hear dogs barking in the woods behind the building I just left. "Damn, the zombies must be really close" I think as I run and try to put on my helmet. I look to the side as I'm running on the road in the middle of a neighbourhood. I fear I will see shadows running behind the houses. I can almost see one, but not clearly.

Suddenly I become lucid. I forget all about the zombies and just look infront of me. The dream seems to be very stable and clear. I focus on my senses and I can feel each step I take, hear the sound of my boots and I even taste the neutral taste in my mouth. I smack a bit with my tongue for fun. My vision is better than it has been for a long time, and it seems to be around sunrise. The sky is blue and a comforting glow is coming from somewhere. The town seems to be empty though and I decide to fly some. I run and jump two times before I remember that trying to fly while running is hard. I stop and jump two times before I start floating upwards.

I fly towards a parkinglot and land on the other side of it. I look back and once again, the view is amazing. I'm not sure I have had such a stable lucid before. Everything is just like real life. I look at my hands and rub them together. I want to play around with telekinesis so I try to find something suitable. I spot a taxi backing up slowly and I reach out with my hand. I lift it up slowly and the rear of the car gets pulled up as if by some invisible chain. I start to float upwards myself in synch with the car. I let it hang a few meters up. "Screeeeeech" I turn around and forget all about the car. Behind me, two cars have almost collided. There are tire tracks on the road infront of them for some reason. There's a family of muslim girls in one of them and they look very frightened.

They quickly recover though and drive off. The second car, filled with old ladies go after them. Suddenly Monica appears out of nowhere. "Hey babe, you know we're dreaming right?" I ask her to see what she would say. "Are we? Really?!" she asks me and smiles. "Yeah! What do you want to do?" I say. I can't come up with anything. "Wanna have sex?" she asks me. "Sure", I pick her up. I position her against the railing of the parkinglot. I take a look at the whole place and it's still very stable and vivid. "Gotta focus and not get too excited" I tell myself and remember some of the sex tutorial. I start to help her undress as I'm holding her in my arms. We laugh. I soon get to her panties and I pull them to the side instead of removing them. With a last look around I go down on her and my focus of the world is lost. The darker parts of her loins claims me and all I'm left is my touch as I close my eyes. She seems to enjoy it for a few seconds. I can feel the dream slip.

I wake up and get on the computer. DV is down and so I try to open a word document to write the dreams down in. I can't do it for some reason and I try for a long time, it's very frustrating.

08.15: Fox
I'm with my dad and we're on a horse. I'm sitting at the back and we're walking on a path with a forest on our right. I start worrying about wolves and suddenly one comes rushing out. Only it's alot smaller and orange. The fox starts barking and yipping. It tries to bite me in the feet and I pull them up. I hit it on the head lightly with a tool and it starts to cry. "Foxes don't cry" I say and it gets aggressive again. I hit it lightly again. We arrive at our old house and dismount. The fox is still with us, but now it's turned completely white. It actually looks like a tiny troll with a huge, snow-white hairdo. I explain to the troll that we usually sleep with earplugs in. I pull mine out and show it to him. He seems to be very excited, just like a kid.

08.15: Fragment
*I look at my hand and count my fingers. Seven. "My sight is probably off" I tell myself and recount them. There are fingers everywhere but I assume it's just my eyesight that is fucked up.

09.30: Kickbike, lottery winner MarTango
I'm in the neighbourhood I work at. I'm on a kickbike and I must be drunk or something like that. I look away for a second and when I look back again, I crash into a girl with a bike. "Oh shit, sorry!" I tell her and continue down the road towards our establishment. I keep on falling down though, but I do it smoothly and land on my head and roll. A few girls infront of me laugh but I continue on. I head right for a group of girls and they have to let eachother go to let me pass through. I spot atleast twenty people lying on the ground outside of the establishment. "I guess they're sleeping" I tell myself and head up the small hill.

On the wall I see a lottery ticket with a huge winning on it. I double check and it the symbols change every second, but I know it's legit. "MarTango..." I read. "That lucky fucker!" I enter the door. MarTango is standing there, smiling like never before. "You won didn't you?" I ask him. He starts to laugh. I'm happy for him and take off my shirt. "Party! Wohoo!" I yell and spin it around. I've still got two more shirts on. Eric is there and I take them off aswell. "Which one should I use?" I ask and hold them up. I've got a fourth shirt on, it's beige and green. Kinda cool.

09.30: Civilization
I'm playing some kind of real life civilization game. I'm training soldiers and I've got a flower in a tube. Five turns left and I've got a great start. Somehow my soldiers die and my flower aswell. A Polish dude shows up and tells me I should move my settlement to his. "Can I bring my computer?" I ask him. "No haha!" he tells me and moves his hands in a bumpy fashion. "Oh the road is too bumpy for it" I think and feel sad. I just bought it. He tells me he wants XP discs and I ask him what for. My friend G tells me he's got one that he can use for all of them. "How many computers do you have?" he asks the guy. "Seventeen laptops" he replies. "Where did you get all those laptops from?" I ask suspicious. If I leave my computer here, he will definitely be back and steal it.

09.30: Fragment
*I'm playing Xbox360 with my brother Morgan. All my relatives are there and they tell me to watch out for the scariest game ever. I pick it up and try to pronounce it. "Incrueliable" I say several times. The cover looks just like "Alan Wake"

09.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 12 hours

Supplements: 2 x Omega-3, 250 ml applejuice

That's it! Awesome. Stable and cool lucid, I like it. Had tons of random fragments but I decided to write those down I remembered most of. Oversleeping is always fun.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I was at my friend Richard's house, however I was here for my other friends Katherine and Sarah's party. I had been drinking a lot - I brought a large bottle of vodka which remained lieing on the carpet, empty. It was about 3am and the party was still going on. Obviously, it was pitch black outside. The people I were with were my usual friend group: Katherine, Sarah, Tom.R, Will.N, Hannah.L, Chloe. R, Charlotte. C, Charlie. G Ashley.H, Josie. B and some others. Many people were wanting to do weed and get high. Charlie started encouraging people. I had a chat with Katherine, who had her hair down instead of tied up. She told me that she kept telling herself not to have weed again after 2 years ago, but she gave in and was going to try it. They were all smoking it outside. I went outside with them to remain as one of the 'partiers', however I refused to try the drug. Whilst I was outside, I began to get very paranoid of the Police. Most people had left outside, and I was stood outside with one other person. The police kept driving down the road, and I was convinced one of them would stop and investigate us. However, none did. Eventually, I went back indoors, and I remembered that I was still drunk and I just chilled out again. I walked into the living room, making a strange screamy whiney sound, making Will, Tom and some others laugh. I then stood around a chair and asked people what I should be doing. Some suggested I should start playing the guitar, as last time when doing that I sang a lot. I ended up doing this, picking up and jamming. However, instead of singing and playing, I simply picking it up and started to play Drop D tuned bottleneck blues. No one payed much attention. Katherine soon showed me an iPod Touch, or something similar to that, and navigated to a webste where you could buy sweets there and then, much like the Drug Shop on my past dream journal. She had ordered a LOT of drumsticks (the lolly pops), and asked if I wanted to order one for myself. I did, despite having the knowledge that I bought her drumsticks for her birthday.

Suddenly, in the same dream, I was outside my friend Chris. W's driveway, and I was Napoleon Dynamite. I was stood next to either Uncle Rico or Kip, but I can't remember who. We were doing some form of freelance job, like they searched for on the movie. This suddenly cut out, and I was myself again, walking down my road with a friend, who I cannot remember. I think it might have been Richard. It was pitch black still, and reasonably cold. The road were lit up by regular orange street lamps. We continued to walk until, when walking past the old sweet shop and approaching Latham. C's road, we saw a strange figure about 2 minutes walk away. We were nervous to approach him, but at the same time were mocking him quietly, pretending we weren't scared. When we finally approached him, we jumped on him, and suddenly realized it was our friend Jamie. Br. We told him how scared we had been, and he told us that there was no need to be scared, and he wasn't a paedophile. He continued to walk further on, and so did we.