non-lucid

PART 1 - IMPULSIVE GRANDPA

I'm with grandpa. He's acting very impulsive. He keeps eating unhealthy food - I remember one specific instance of a burger from Burger King... and possibly taking drugs (alcohol?). I think to myself that it could be because he thinks he's going to die soon, so he's letting loose.

We're driving along, talking about deep things. We're out in the country, there are a lot of sharp turns. He's barely paying attention to his driving. I think to myself, it must be on autopilot, and with so many years of good driving, it should be fine... I feel safer having thought this.

He talks (I ask?) about his philosophy on various things... I think it had an "all the beautiful people," world peace type vibe... which is interesting as IRL his views tend more toward the conspiratorial.

ANALYSIS

Grandpa recently purchased a motorcycle, and apparently plans on (or possibly has already been) using it.

I really do often think that he's trying to keep himself stimulated by keeping busy, because he's afraid that if he gets too bored he'll just lose the will to live.

His manner has changed slightly as well... more uninhibited.

Definitely need to visit sometime soon.

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PART 2 - OUTDOOR RAP BATTLE

Outside, field in the country... there's about a dozen people lined up, each taking turns freestyling. Lil Wayne (or someone who looks like them) is one of them.

It's my job to pick who competes next. There are bins of food sitting on a table - for some reason instead of picking the people themselves, I pick two foods, and whoever owns them goes next.

I'm picking just before I leave (I'm supposed to compete next, but make some half-ass excuse, grandpa is waiting in car - which is true, but there did not seem to be any urgency.)

The host recommends I pick some frozen meat, I do... turns out it belongs to two Japanese chefs (wearing full white chef uniforms and hats) who barely speak English, he wanted them up for entertainment value.

I head back to grandpa waiting in the car, I see the hills and winding roads in the distance.

ANALYSIS

I started listening to rap again the past few days after taking maybe a week break from it, likely trigger.

I also watched a few prank calls yesterday, which to me seems like the trigger for tricking the Japanese chefs into competing, similar attitude of mischief.

Making an excuse seems literal, I don't feel prepared for something like that.

11.08.2010

Capture the flag and saving kittens. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Not a lot of dreams recalled, just two. I went to bed very tired and I have been focused in my new improvement for my business. One fragments and one pretty long dream

Second:

I was going to play capture the flag with some friends. It was kind of a violent competition. I was in the red team and several DC were in the blue team. We were playing around a building. The field was both indoors and outdoors. It was a several story building. We had baseball bats, wooden swords and large wooden sticks.



I found out that the entire blue team was fighting in our field. I was next to the red flag and I was alone. I decided if I grabbed our flag and I ran to their flag, I would gain victory for my team. I ran and jumped out the window (the blue team's flag was in the bottom floor) When I jumped, there was like a weird void almost next to the bottom floor. It was round and gray, made of iron. It slowed down my fall.

I had to walk down a few more stairs, however, I had several blue team DC chasing me. I was afraid they would catch me, but I ran faster. I got to a small pedestal were their flag was supposed to be. I was excited because I knew we were going to win. I got next to the place but the flag was not there. I saw a stick without the flag. I started to worry a lot. I was trapped and I had to surrender my flag. I did and the blue team won. They were very happy about it.

My team was upset with me. One told me, "We are a team, we do not work alone." I wanted to say that it was all about strategy, that I was not intending to work alone. I left the building with my wife, pretty upset about what happened. My wife was a little upset about the situation. We got to the movies and my wife wanted to buy popcorn for the entire team. I told her it would be a lot of cash and no way. A almost invisible tiny insect flew around us. I first was scared because I though it was a bee, after realizing it was not, I was not scared anymore, but my wife was.

The building was a little old and it did not look very well. The building has been damaged due an earthquake. There were people that still lived in the building because they could not afford to go somewhere else.

We saw like a garage were there was ruins. On the top of the ruins there was a wooden house.



One of these mobile wooden homes. We recalled we had two kittens that got trapped in there. We tried to move the ruins to get our the kittens. I was afraid the house would fall over us. The house slippered from the ruins to above our heads. I was able to grab the house and set it away.

I also found a black modern style couch, so I moved it away. We also grabbed a few lamps that were on our way. I looked outside and I saw a suburban neighborhood. They were all small homes. It was sunny outside. I felt like selling all that stuff. We would get some well earned money.

Among all the ruins, we found pieces of a car. We teared them apart and I heard the noise of a kitten. We took out the stuff faster and I saw a small gray kitten coming out.



We knew we needed to rescue another one. It came out fast as well, it was black. We were happy we had both kittens. One of them peed as soon as we saved him. I was wondering if our cats would be happy to see them again. I also realized that we could appear in the news. The kittens lasted for 159 days underneath the ruins.

My wife went to pick up something she did not tell me. She entered into a building and one of her childhood friends lived there. I was wondering what did she need that I was not told. My wife went to meet this friend and came with a plastic bottle filled up with Albarino white wine.



I asked her about a pair of pants she had on hold. When I told her she said that she did not want to remember because they were very expensive and could not afford them. I asked her where the pants were located. We entered inside a market, she pointed the pants would protect you from the cold weather. She brought me to a fridge were there were a few swordfishes covered in ice. She told me, "See? No pants, they are gone!" She turned around. The DC I saw leaving was not my wife anymore. It was a much older woman that only wore panties. I woke up.

Missed dream signs:
- Jumping five floors without damage.
- I was able to levitate.
- My wife getting afraid from a tiny insect.
- I could hold a mobile home with my bare hands.
- The kittens lasting so long without food/water.
- The whole albarino wine thing.
- Pants store next to fishes.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Head for a ToTY.

Dream One:
Started off playing football against another unknown team with my friends Michael and Bryce. An argument arises about how I can't throw a football with a spiral. After being unable to convince them otherwise I demonstrate that I can, and I do. Shortly after the scene changes to all of us on a boat, and Michael's Grandmother is the one driving. She has very poor control of the boat, I struggle to hold on to the boat as I am flung around by the speeding boat. Soon we crash and fly upwards, I plummet down with the boat and crash into the water, getting torpedoed deep into the small lake. On my unwilling descent to the bottom of the lake multiple snail like creatures attach themselves to my hand, I quickly wipe them off as I slow down. Once at a stop I hear nothing but silence. I wake up.

Dream Two
I find myself in a house with two aliens, but the are disguised as humans. This is not my house, but my friend Bryce's. The aliens are asking the whereabouts of other aliens, I reply to them saying "I don't know." Although there question is answered when I receive a text on my phone which answers their question. The aliens find where that is on a map, I noticed something odd about the locations, so I confirm it with them. I come to a sudden realization, and say to myself: "oh my god, this is where I crashed on that boat! I was dreaming?" I leave the room, and one of the "good aliens" appear, I do not remember what he said, but as he was leaving I asked if the guns that were in the house could kill them. He says yes, and departs. I grab a gun, nervously looking for ammo. I find some and load the gun up, but I notice something odd. The gun doesn't look like a gun at all, I decide to go ahead and try anyways. I run up to the aliens, point my gun at them and said "don't move." They moved towards me, which caused me to pull the trigger. The gun didn't fire, and one of the aliens grab my "gun" away. I sarcastically comment on how the gun was so great. The aliens say "no better ones?" and I reply "No, stupid step mom is overprotective." I think about it, and I don't have a step mom, my friend Bryce does. I wake up.

I managed to hold onto a fragment of a dream last night (night of 8/10-8/11) that I want to write down before I blow it off for too long; it involved playing around with what felt like a hole in the back of my left lower incisor with my tongue.

It wasn't as memorable as the myriad of past dreams I can remember where I've had teeth falling out, but it was similar in overall theme.

Note for thought: do the permanent retainers I have installed after I had braces still remain in dreams?

Edit: Quick error fixing and addendum, this occurred night of 8/10-8/11, not 8/11-8/12 (which would be tonight).
Also, addendum to the final note, it occurred to me as I went to lay down again that if the retainers do indeed seem to be absent I may be able to use them for reality checking?
Final note, I also seem to recall that when I have teeth-related dreams, the oral tactile sensations seem to be the only sensory information I retain upon awakening.

Hey, just to introduce myself, I am SteelSovereignty. I am a polyphasic sleeper currently doing SPAMAYL, I highly recommend you look it up if you are interested at all! I am trying to acheive mastery over WILD and feel that I am comming very close. For now though I will be posting my dreams that are non-lucid.

A War Story
August-11-10
(this was after watching something about a paratrooper in ww2 who was taken to a POW camp)
I was getting parachuted in to some war zone, I landed and checked out my gear, I was a medic (SC2 style sorta ). I was near a delapadated building where everyone was rallying, so I ran over too. we all huddled around the edge of this building, I was next to this chick. Turns out the leader of the enemies or something was giving a speach, and somehow I knew the building we were near was full of our enemies. Somehow the chick had a hotdog and was eating it. all of a sudden we saw movement in the building , an enemy going down stairs (we could see because of holes in the building). The chick pulled the pin on a grenade and dropped it in. I was too close so I tuck and rolled away. someone had built a pit for just such a situation, "how nice" I thought. We landed and the 'nade whent off. Our CO or something came by and I found the hotdog in the pit, knowing somehow that we weren't supposed to have it I tried to bury it quickly. CO saw it and asked what the hell I had there, so I tried to play it off like it was nothing to defend the chick. After spending a minute or two trying to convince him and looking around for something else to show him he just whispered "just give me that dirt clod over there" or something, so I did and he was nice about it. He probably knew anyways. the alarm whent off. (the alarm was fucking LOUD today and nearly gave me a heart attack!)

A final note, I will gladly answer every and all questions people have about polyphasic sleeping and how it enhances or interferes with Lucid Dreaming.

1. I'm buying mirrored sunglasses in a Walgreens.

2. The Offspring are opening a concert for Rush by playing an ACDC cover. The sound is fantastic, just like real life.

3. Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi are fighting to keep their spots on a crowded passenger starship.

Dreamt I was in a fighting tournament in McDonald's. Beat this black guy to make it to the final round with this huge muscular black guy. Get so pumped I wake up.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

To anyone who actually reads my entries, sorry I haven't posted anything for a few days.

It was morning, and I was standing against the walls of a pretty casual-looking restaurant. The flooring was light gray, and the walls were smooth light-colored logs like a cabin would have. The room was around the size of a McDonald's, and it had cafeteria-style rectangular tables that were light wood with steel legs; the chairs had the same look. On one side of the room was a wide glass door that opened to the outside of the building, but you couldn't see through it. It was clear, but there was nothing discernible on the other side. On the opposite side, there was a counter with illegible menus, but there was no one working there.

There were people scattered around the different tables; some were standing while some were sitting with hamburgers and other "comfort foods".

I walked over to a table and sat down in one of two chairs. There was a white plastic cup with some sort of soft drink in it; the cup itself looked like a Big Gulp container except without the label. I picked it up and took a sip through a thick, transparent straw, and it tasted like cola.

A server came, in ordinary clothing, a few moments after I drank some of the drink. It was a younger woman with shoulder-length brown hair. She placed a lime green, plastic bowl in front of me. It looked like something a child would eat food out of. Inside was a cream-colored sauce and cereal that looked like Lucky Charms. I knew at once that it was some sort of Disney Princess cereal, but I didn't touch it, as when I scooped some of it up with a metal spoon, it was a gloppy consistency, like oatmeal.

I walked back over to where I was standing before and looked out a window. It was one of those small rectangular windows that some houses have in their bathroom. I stood on my tiptoes and looked out. I saw a small metallic-skinned dragon in the grass, which went for a few inches away from the window and then stopped at the brick wall of another building. I couldn't see much out the window but I did see the wall, grass, and dragon.

The dragon suddenly disappeared into thin air. I looked away, slightly confused, and then looked back into the window. It was there again, but it was flashing rather quickly - it was visible, then it was invisible. I didn't know what was going on; I thought I was hallucinating.

10.08.2010

The Way The World Ends (Non-lucid)

★★★★★

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

"Good morning, Colonies! Boy, do we have a show for you today!" The announcer's voice blares over my ear-piece, as I walk through Karachi, heading to my assigned 'interview.' "We're joined today by an esteemed Physics Professor and doctorate who is conferencing in all the way from. . ." He pauses. The view cuts to the broadcaster as he quickly flips through numerous files on his holographic display. "It's Cambridge, right?" he asks, more quietly.

Another man with a thick accent begins to reply, "No, actually--"

But the announcer has already found the file in question. "Oh, that's right! Texas MIT! Before we get to that segment, however, we have another installment of our bonus lecture series!"

That's my cue, I better hurry up the stairs and find this woman.

"Today's class is presided over by one of our very own Sociological Ethics and Law Lecturers."

There she is. I greet her quickly and take out my small audio and visual recording device.

"Please feel free to join the lecture remotely, and don't forget to ask questions!"

We were live. The professor briefly introduces herself as we make our way through the dark, rundown building. My camera work is surprisingly smooth, but I seem to be having trouble keeping her in the center of the frame and following her movements. Eventually, we make it into a decent sized room and the real lecture begins.

She starts by explaining basic concepts that anyone viewing should already know. Yet still, she has the gall to ask if there are any questions. "Hold on," I say as I reach for my com device. Sure enough, there's a solid red light, indicating someone is trying to interact with the class. Or just messing with her.

Hitting the talk button, I wait for the person on the other end to say something. . . Silence. I hit the button again, "No questions," I state. She smiles, blissfully unaware that she's already lost everyone's respect.

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The lecture continued as I faded in and out of alertness. At one point, she began discussing law making theory. An analogy was on the board, relating the foundation of any structured law to pipework, which one builds onto over time. But what happens when the pipes get old and outdated. I think. Shouldn't they be replaced by something that can keep up with the times?

I bring the point to the Professor's attention, and she addresses it by referencing several countries whose base 'pipework' was designed to gradually be replaced to accommodate ever changing needs. Stupid. In today's day and world it'd be better to scrap the whole damn thing and start fresh. These antiquated pipes just aren't cutting it anymore. I don't press the point any further; it'd just waste time.

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The classroom is brighter now, and there are students here besides myself. Professor Whatserface is angrily going over some definitions. I briefly stare at the board to memorize what's on it. Simple stuff. I just wish the kids in here would stop screwing around.

Glancing around the lecture hall, I spot a friend behind me, two tiers up. Standing up from her seat, straightened arms supporting her thin boy-ish frame, I see Samael leaning over the desk of the boy beside her, who himself looks a lot like Lucidmax. She seems vastly interested in whatever is written on the papers in front of him. I turn back toward the board, and contemplate pulling out a pair of display glasses, linking into my own feed, and putting my head down. Nah, more trouble than it's worth.

Regardless, our seeming lack of attention had finally struck a crucial nerve in our Prof. She hands out tests to everyone in the room, including myself, ranting about how she expected better from us and insisting she didn't want to give us exams, but we had forced her hand.

"Look lady," commented a rather brash young man one tier above Samael, "we all know how excited you were to finally get a shot at teaching savants." His voice played off the sarcastic intonation perfectly. "Yeah, we learned everything you taught us. And, yes, this test is bullshit. But you keep in mind this whole thing is nothing more than a bonus class for us. Free time. So, don't you be surprised when most of these papers come back with 'The Great Leopold Wiggin' written at the top." The class snickers audibly. He's completely right, and the raw truth of it all brings a smirk to my face. I'm quick to hide it.

Well, I might as well work on this test.

Question 1: What are the definitions of "soul" and "biology" as discussed in class.

Crap. These were just on the board. But, for some reason, my recall is hazy, blurry, almost dream-like. It's as if what was written on the board never existed. I keep struggling, fighting through my memories like one would against the ocean's current. . . Nothing. Maybe if I work through it, BS here and there.

Soul: A spiritual essence that some believe

Samael gets my attention, only, it's not Samael anymore. She's still my friend, the same girl from before, but her hair is longer, more teal, and her figure is very pronounced. The girl begins talking to me, and I know what she's doing instantly. Brilliant. She's dropping me clues to the answer while making it look like nothing more than chit-chat. So eloquently, too. There will be no way anyone can accuse her of cheating. Though the Professor caught on right away, echoing the last thing the girl had said in a mocking tone. She's just upset because she knows there's nothing she can do about it. Just then, I remember what was written on the board.

Soul: A spiritual essence that some believe The agent that binds humanity together. Encourages moral behavior.

I take a moment to criticize the definition and its obvious flaws. Not all mankind believes in souls. Where do they fall into this definition? They don't, but hopefully, if they've got any power, they're smart enough to see the little value there is in this concept.

Biology: The genetic force that drives humans apart. Often incites violent struggles.

More flawed definitions. Though, this one has an air of truth to it. . .

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All of us are headed back to earth from the outlying Colony. Our shuttle, nearly finished breaking through the lower atmosphere, prepares for a hard landing. No one celebrates our safe return. We all know a sea of nuclear warheads is descending upon us, dropping through the same atmosphere we just passed through. This was it. The end of everything.

But I wasn't going to have it. "I know how to stop the nukes." Everyone looks at me; their dark, empty eyes stare blankly. All hope has left them. We touch down violently, but not a moment too soon. Immediately, I create a purple shield of energy and extend it out, all around me, protecting my classmates and a portion of the shuttle-craft. The nukes hit ground.

FFFWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!

Fallout descends upon us, drowning the air in a blood red hue, buffeting my shield, heating it beyond the realms of human survival. Every piece of the shuttle not protected by the shield is destroyed, yet we survive. When it was over, I couldn't help thinking, Maybe it would have been better to die quickly, instead of slowly. From the looks on my peers' faces I could tell they were thinking the same thing.

Dropping the shield, I notice my friend sprawled out on the floor, unconscious, and rush over to her, but the boy from before tries to push me away, giving me some ass-backwards reason as to why I should get away. I tell him off, refuting his point with enough logic to shut him up. Lifting her into my arms, I teleport away.

"Well this is great," comments the young man from before.

There was a long silence before anyone spoke up.

"Do you think they'll be back. . ?"

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I appear in a lobby. The teal haired girl is standing beside me now, perfectly alright. As I approach the uniformed security guard behind the wooden counter, he doesn't even blink at our strange and sudden appearance. After I inform him of our situation, and our need to move beyond this check point, he informs me that he's a zombie.

"You seem too intelligent to be a zombie."

"That's what all the other zombies say. So they stiffed me with job."

"Well, are you going to let me by?"

"No, sorry."

"That's not good enough. Either let me by, or I'll force my way through."

He stands up and pull his Maverick on me.

"Do it," I whisper, reaching out my hand.

"Oh, I will!"

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Reaching out with my mind, I catch the projectiles as they leave the blaster and launch them right back at the guard. He's stunned, but it wouldn't last long. Taking the girl's hand I lead her further into the facility. . .

I was at a school, maybe it was elementary school. I was coming out the exit and I was seeing little kids, but I was seeing what they looked like when they grew up at the same time. I stopped at a bench to find the car keys and caught a glimpse of my hair in the reflection of a window. I had a blue hair band on and my hair was light brown and straightened.

I walked out to the parking lot and got in my old friend's car. I had to pick him up and then drive to meet my friends for a road trip. The seat wasn't right for my height, so I tried to scoot it forward but there wasn't a nob or lever to do so. I could barely reach the pedals. I managed to make it out of the parking lot and drove out onto a dirt road surrounded by trees. I pulled over to the side so I could try to readjust the seat again, but I couldn't. There was a small tree growing on the shoulder where I was parked, so I couldn't pull forward so I had to put the car in reverse to get back on to the main road.

I pushed the pedal down and the car went backwards, I hit the brake but the car didn't stop! What the heck! I tried the other pedal but it didn't work either. The trunk of the car hit a tree, which finally stopped it. I got out of the car and came around the back side, there was a HUGE dent in the shape of the tree. Definitely noticeable. Shit, shit, shit! He was going to be soo pissed off at me! He wasn't the nicest of people that I have met and I know that he would be more than upset about this, to the point where it might be dangerous for me to be in the car with him.

Since the car was useless because it only drove in reverse (and I wasn't going to drive it backwards down the road like I did in other dreams), I needed to walk to a town and find a phone. I believed that my mother's workplace was close in proximity to where I was, but I didn't even know what street I was on. I saw a lady walking down the street with a few grocery bags. On the beige grocery bags it said Kristain.

"Excuse me, where is the nearest town?" I asked her.

"There's a small little town that way," She said pointing down the street, "And there is another bigger one if you follow the road the other way." She told me to follow her. As I followed her down the narrow, unpaved street the trees morphed into the hallways of a school. I was now in a larger building, several stories into the air. I lost track of the woman and nearly ran into a teenage boy. I asked him if I could use his phone. He got really pissed off and shoved me to the ground and started yelling expletives. It just really wasn't my day, huh?

I eventually found my mom and asked her if she could drive me to San Dusky because I had a Pokemon tournament (whaat I don't even play that game LOL). I was led into a large room and a little late too. A tall guy with blond hair smiled as he saw me and stood up. He said that he would be my starting partner for the tournament. He said, "Ooh nice hair," and patted it. I could see in the mirror that my hair was blond with waves.

08/11/10



I'm travelling through a village. Their level of technology seems medieval at best. A little girl is suspected of being a witch. I help her escape.

We wander up a path through an idyllic countryside, hilly and covered in green. I lead and the girl, ten or so, trails slightly behind me. The hinges of the wooden gate creak as they move, and I hold the gate open. The girl shrieks in delight and runs onto the field. A dark brown horse is running towards us. It has odd, light-coloured streaks painted across its side. As it approaches the girl, it slows down. The girl jumps up and down, asking if she can ride it.

"He doesn't like anyone, even me." I say, studying the horse. I smile when the horse snorts. "Especially me. I think he might like you, though."

The girl climbs on the horse's back, and the two of them gallop across the fenced enclosure.

Later, we're sitting inside a log cabin that resembles a barn. The black horse is now a black owl, perched on a railing. I sit across from him, and we watch the girl explore the building as we talk. She runs back over to us, smiling as she sits down on the couch.

"We're going to have to winter-proof the house if she's going to stay with you." I tell the owl seriously.

The girl turns into a bird. I catch the bundle of feathers between my hands, gently. "You are far too domesticated." I tell her.

I will the cracks in the wall to close, making the wood grow back together, sealing out the wind.

It's winter the next time I return to the cabin. We play on the hill, sliding down packed snow and laughing.

Shapeshifting Children. Scare Factor: 1.

Took a 5HTP, Turmeric and Magnesium before going to bed. Attempted MILD before going to bed, envisioning a scene in an empty room full of RC brand pink bananas that smelled like salmon, with a faint Edith Piaf song playing in the background. Slept without remembering any dreams from approx 11:28 to 2:45. Woke up at 2:45, oddly energized, practiced reality checks for about 30 minutes. RCs practiced included looking in mirrors, checking time, reading the same page of a book, examining hands closely, smelling bananas, and turning around while visualising a different scene. I also tried looking out the window and visualizing a Blue ford mustang with white stripes driving by. Went back to bed around 3:10, continuing the previous MILD with the bananas... but also thinking about the RC of looking out the window and seeing the car. I recorded a brief note of what I had done, including a line from the book I used to RC.
Dream 1. I was in my room and I looked out the window, Everything was very murky like an oil painting, and I only remember a few distinct details: The bug net on the window, thinking "this is a dream, I can fly" And jumping through the window as I felt a floating sensation. I lost what little control I had at this point and dreamt for a few seconds of the image of two people holding hands as they floated through the air.
I may have woken up at this point, or had a false awakening without realizing it.
Dream 2.
I dreamed that a friend said "you won't believe this" and I found out that a video I had made was a finalist for the Vimeo awards. Through the screen/websites or something, I kept being asked to upload a higher quality version of the video, but I could not.

DREAMNONDREAMSCENEDESCRIPTIONLUCID

So, I see these alien people. One is green, the other two aren't(they're like sim aliens ) and I see their normal colored teen kid and his teeth...They are small, crooked, and ugly. He takes this piece of floss...and twines it between his teeth . So, this is when I offer the family a little piece of advice on oral hygiene. I tell them how to brush their teeth. I take my finger and put it on the left side of my tooth, not quite touching it, to show them how. Then they're like, "aren't you supposed to brush the other side of your tooth?" I told them you brush every side, and a tooth brush is a small version of a hair brush. But I see a few toothbrushes in a glass (and we're outside...) and point those out to them. Then, I tell them I'll tell them about flossing later. But then we start walking, and I show them my braces and tell them that they straighten your teeth.

I had this dream because I got up early today to go to the ortho (I'm finally getting them off at the end of Sep., 2 1/2 years, and I'm on the second set . Well, I came home and took a two hour nap because I got up at SEVEN THIRTY!

Eve of easter. Went to a carnival that night where there were lots of school kids. Some people from toroa were there. I wondered round, and I was asked by this chick to ave a go shooting at a screen, aiming to win a prize. I hanged around with her and some other friends of ehrs. My cousin showed up (he one i never see) an she asked about Jen, and told me she talked to Jen's best friend. Then I went looking for Justin, cos I wanted to introduce him to these girls. Couldn't find him. The carnival ended, and we went to our house nect door to the carnival, but there was a large built up wall around the carnival/school grounds so we didn't know what was inside. The rest of the night, lots of poeple came to our house and we socialised and had drinks. I still couldn't find Justin. lATE RHAT NIGHT, i WENT OUTSIDE AND i FOUND MY BROTHER, paaul. He was up t some shady business. He was finding easter eggs before easter had come yet. Shaun was also there, looking for eggs. I started looking, and i found heaps of eggs and put them on the ground. I went into our back yard and found even more. I then found a way into the school grounds and I found lots of eggs inside the buildings. They were realy big eggs as well.

I was inside a lucid dream with my brother, having a shared lucid. We were taking a walk inside a giant maze to see what we'd find. He went down a hall and he didn't notice I didn't go with him. I went into a larger area and I saw some vicious dogs!

I ran and ran as fast as I could, I tried to jump on top of the stone wall but I ended up falling over the fence and I got separated from Hudson...

I ended up meeting him in a town like district place just outside the maze. I came out of the sewers.

LATER...

I was awake (In my dream) and he said to me "How come you ran off?!" and I say "Y-You had a lucid dream too!?" he replies yes and with joy I declare "SHARED LUCID DREAMS ARE REAL! They're REAL!!"