non-lucid

~ 5 hrs

1st half:

+ personal library cabinet, with (girl?), she makes her books appear, than I make my journals appear, I show them off to her, then I see a picture of ex-GF having sex with a black guy the picture is fuzzy, I see this guy sitting on a couch live action, I'm upset about that situation

+ coming up on a raid from behind, it's a raid on us so my move is daring, pretending to become one of the raiders, under a table, then push through, I see that the raiders are zapping our field, and burning all the people in them, totally ruining them. I run through the blockade up the steep hill, see flowers on the ground and signs of mowing, there is movement in the trees I go under trees, a guy says there is a collander hidden in a tree stump and you can use it and it means "termites for dinner!" I imagine catching termites in that thing. I find my old boy scout sierra cup, then another on a well, and I clean off the rust and see my old name tag on the bottom and see an engraving indicating something about brass players and french horns? I drink from the water anticipating a clean, cold fresh water but it has a distinctly unpleasant mineral/salty taste. There is a boy and girl, brother and sister, I want to see them the girl comes to me and says "buenos noches!" and I say it back assuming with an accent, I wonder if I"ll understand her if she keeps speaking Spanish, but she says s.l. "oh your're an american", then I see her mother who looks like her, and something about the mother's boyfriend.

+ coming up on an apartment with a sliding glass door on a street, there is a bustling university to my right with students moving around, in the apartment I'm trying to decide to keep my little stack of 5 grey books on the table there or take it with me, I talk to the guys inside and I'm telling them my plans to return after class, they're upset that it's later than I said before (7? 8?) but I say it will take time for me to get there and return in my car. There is a loud bang and they all freak out and I tease them for being afraid of just a sound.

~ 10 hours

2nd half:

+ club/girl/sidewalk/grieving hot woman, addict stairs halfway house with shivering addicts and socks messy, guy doing better his stack gets knocked over by leader ,guy swears, "ocean 11" presentatation, up on stairwell over pool, watch plane take off then crash on purpose, 2nd guy saw it too, girl's fist hurt dive into pool ot help, say I saw it, CC asks about how to draw a normal curve, we all try to draw one

+ get into SUV, shall I fill tank, yes, so out have to siphon it in, back in see tank is more full, take off road up hill full of bikers pedestrians, going slow, falling over on purpose, get to top start going down, pass two hot girls speaking [foreign language], see another buxom one grab her go down start sex get to bottom she says "time to play nurse" and takes control, puts me on stomach and I look arond to watch she says "no peeking!" and puts something in my butt, I'm upset at the loss of control and conerned that she may break off a thermometer and give me mercury poisoning, her intentions may not be good (upset at me grabbing her?)

+(f) wake in hospital bed to nurse asking about my side, I say it's fine I don't feel anything any more I could turn

+(f) dance competition outside, dancers on left, judges on right, a small girl is trying but dancing poorly

+ sting at the car dealer, criminal boss is caught, undercover agent upset that is cover was blown

+ guy's tv is broken he's furious and starts breaking another guy's flat screen, the stripper girl is preparing "to go upside down and embarass her self in front of (us guys). I'm one of the few guys who will be watching and feel uncomfortable that there are a bunch of other women around who will be watching

+ sick girl, sit her on my lap, he mom near, she has painful varicose veins in leg, feet, "can you walk?", riding in car, her cheeks turn blue/purple, but she says she wants more cold, her nose starts bleeding, we arrive at "stripper park?" it's outside cold, snowy, one dancer goes off to see about getting a ride, girls walking around, one mother playing with her kids, mother is attending to sick girl, kids in doctor cabinets, the mother is the doctor to the sick girl, a boy in another room, a girl in another across teh way, I see a doctor present the findings on a screen, walk down the prominade to a showe area, turn on shower, find soap, start taking shower, noice naked girl on other side of wall, get bold and take a good look at her, get bolder and walk around squeezing through a narrow place get to her,

Spoiler for sexual encounter:

grab her boobs, get concerned about losing the dream and it does fade but I hold on and keep going, begin intercourse (guide with hand, miss at first she flinches then get it right), goes in deep, feel it all the way along, but can only move with hand, try with hips and nothing moves, squeeze her but with right hand, reach it back for breast and now the hand movement is me moving a pipe cleaner through her shoulder blade and coming out her armpit, blood? no the pipecleaner is red, I get really apologetic and say I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that, does it hurt? She says no but she wants to get up and take a shower, I say sure, as soon as you (BJ to completion)

, wake.

I accidentally erased my first entries for the day & left the fact about my grand children being here. But they just went to sleep so I'm going to try again.

D1: Mike & I were in my childhood home. It was dark & the twins were babies for some reason even though they were only there via the bond I felt. We both heard something. I knew it wasn't only me who heard this "something". We were moving & fumbling around the living room in darkness, around "it". Mike says, "We shouldn't have come here." And I said, "I told YOU we shouldn't come here." I awake & he is staring at me next to me. I'm in complete sleep paralysis & freaked out because I'm thinking we had a shared dream. He doesn't remember the dream, but he rarely does. And he doesn't remember looking at me. When I can move I go to pee, left bewildered. I tried to get back in the dream but no dice. This was definately memorable. I should have woke him up right then & asked him what he was dreaming about. But he just got done working 60 hrs this week & couldn't screw him out of his sleep. I should've manned up so to speak & said damn the torpedoes cuz this could have been a game changer. I've heard of it being done & my husband & I are very in sync w/ each other on a deeper level than most. Now I'll always wonder what it was. But then again I can now have a glass full kind of attitude. "If it happened once, it couldn't certainly happen again." Optimism, I like that.

D2: Dream sign. Damn shambled house again but w/ a lot of family around. Lots & lots of rooms per usual. And I keep thinking, "It's along a road which seems creepy but it's near a small town which is good." So odd.

Maybe I'll get lucky & the kids will go to sleep before midnight tomorrow night too. It's hard to predict w/ these 2 younger ones. My other set of 2 are just at home here so it's not anything out of the norm. But I have been making progress w/ these 2 this time around. I've prayed about it quite a lot.

I was just in my house, as normal. The only different thing was a very large, water-filled glass tank in our living room. At the bottom of the tank were around 20 larvae-looking insects. I watched them for a while, and a couple of them started forming cocoons. I continued watching, and after a few minutes one cocoon started to break open. A huge moth crawled out of one cocoon, and since they were underwater I reached in and pulled it out so it wouldn't drown. This moth had a wing span of about a foot. It started speaking to me through its thoughts, and we could understand each other somehow.

Dream

I was in my house, it was late afternoon. My mother and younger sister were in home. I was mad at my younger sister and was shouting. Mother tried to calm me down, but I was still mad and continued shouting. Then my younger sister entered the room and I said as calmly as I could "For three hours you were bothering me about slippers that never was in our house!"

Fragment

I recall a short fragment in which sister made me a full face makeup. She added loads of brown.

It is stated, re-writing dreams to another format may help with dream recall.
So, to start off this journal with.

12th of Feb, 2012

Boy, was I an obnoxious fellow back then.

My first dream recorded in journal was lucid. The second dream was common, and I'll write of both, since they have happened in one night.

1st lucid dream.
Rocket party

I am present on some luxurious party, with tuxedos, champagne, golden drapery and such, Gatsby style. The party was going on inside. Suddenly, I realised I'm in a dream. Why? I guess I just felt it. I became excited and started rubbing hands with each other. to stabilize the environment. I went outside through the coatroom and wished so there would be a beach shore. I pushed the door and there it was, sand and sea.

After walking there a bit I spawned a rocket with an intent to fly it. I hugged the rocket and turned it on by a demand. I don't remember the physical sensations, then the rocket took me to some village during winter. It wasnt't cold. I jumped off the rocket and felt my grasp on dream loosen. I took measures against it, but I fell in a grey fog nevertheless.

Subjective ratings:
Physical sensations - none
Lucidity level - 10% to 20%
Audial sensations - partial

Common dreams here and further
Troll invasion

I was on a shore I don't recognize, sorta mediterranean. I had few other kids with me. We went home by the shore. Then we noticed giants walking across, they were fat and skin of a green colour covered theirs.

*Jump-cut*

We're at home, which seems to be my former school, particularly it's entrance hallway. I'm changing shoes. There's a hammer near me and a broken lego piece. I 'knew' what if I were to smash the lego piece with a hammer I could obtain some power. So I did. And when I done it, I reappeared directly a floor above my last location. Old master spoke something, something was bad and I should be sorry for it. When I looked out of the window, I saw trolls heading towards the entrance. This concludes it.

6th of June, 2014
Dragon assault

I went to hunt a dragon with some soup-like substance to lure him. I left it in bushes, close to forest. It was sunny, not a cloud. The dragon came and started munching away, I tried to sneak in from behind, but he noticed me before I could land a strike. He turned to me, but I didn't like the way he looked, some unholy abomination with snout like pacman or something? I rewinded my dream back to the point when I set a lure in there.

Then came another dragon, a fine looking beast this time. I sneaked in and jammed a makeshift spear into his rear. The dragon was enraged and exhaled fire all over me. To my displeasure I noticed a lack of weapon in my hand (I left it back there), but I took another spear conveniently laying nearby and fought the beast. Dragon made haste to neaby forest, there lay an entrance to some goblin cave (which, I suspect, was a dwarf minesite before) and I continued to fight him there. It was very dark and only flames the dragon emitted illuminated the shafts. Dragon kept me low on health (suddenly skyrim ui turned on), so I constantly switched to inventory and gulped down health potions. This concludes it.

27th of Aug, 2014
Freezing howl

I walked my way up a ice-covered road. The road actually went at a very sharp degree, higher and higher. I pulled with me a log with spikes (branches?) covering it. I've also seen the other man carrying down a big log with some weird construction on it, it kept sliding to a side. Car appeared on scene, and speeded onto him. His log slided and hit it in the left side, knocking it in the air in slow-mo fashion. I've noticed splatters of blood on its hood. I made haste onwards, couldn't keep balance (must've walked on the edge of road) and fell down into snow, from somewhere-somewhere 12 storeys high.

I've landed somewhere in a deep forest. Sight of wolves seemed through the black trees. I hurried there where my eyes looked, and found a burning village. It was infernal, fire was at its peak. I thught I could find some help, but there seemed to be not a soul around. Wolves' howl kept getting closer. That concludes it.

That's about it for now. I'll get down some more in a few days.

Bed @ 2245
Woke @ 0300


The old house
I'm outside, sitting at a desk I've set up on my driveway, working on my laptop. One side of the driveway is lined with trees, and a beautiful old house is on the other side. The other side of the driveway has sparse trees, and I can see the road through them. I'm on a conference call with Chad and someone else. While we're waiting for Tony to dial in, Chad asks when we last had any time off. I tell him it's been a while, and he says that we should all take a day off. Almost immediately, he and the other person on the call drop. Tony dials in a moment later and I explain what just happened. He's rather stunned, not quite believing they'd do that. As he's becoming less stunned and more annoyed, I invite him over for the day to work, and he accepts. He's never been to my house before, so I try to give him directions, but I'm doing a really bad job. He dialed into the conference while he was already driving, so despite my bad directions it's only a couple of minutes before he shows up. Now I'm inside sitting at a large dining room table in a room paneled with lots of old, dark wood. Tony's not there, but Amita and a couple of others are. I offer them the leftovers from lunch - some tostada shells, refried beans, and other texmex bits and pieces - and Amita immediately accepts. She grabs something large - the entirety of what's left of something - and starts dipping it into the refried beans. I've never seen anyone eat it like that ...

Now I'm with my wife and eldest daughter in the kitchen. One of them says we've been asked how many trees on the property produce any kind of berry. We start trying to run down them by memory, starting with trees on the driveway. The ones at the top of the driveway don't produce berries; the next plants produce beries but would be considered bushes, but the next ones are trees which berry. Now we're outside wandering around, checking plants one-by-one to see if they have berries and would be considered trees.


BTB @ 0315, though it takes about 30 minutes to fall asleep.
Woke on and off. Woke for the last time at 0715.

A slow invasion
I'm sitting with two or three people at a round table talking about the best way to keep <something> out of <somewhere>. Everything we've tried has failed, and I believe that, ultimately, there's nothing we can do; eventually the place will be overrun and it's just a mater of how long it'll take.


Fragment:Someone standing by a road.

I can usually lucid dream with abilities to wake myself up from a nightmare, control my actions, or even control whole aspects of my dreams.

but last night I had a dream that I could not do anything about. I was along for the ride.

ill cut out unimportant details.

in my dream I was my current age (27) and I was with 3 friends. we were heading to our old high school hang out spot. a small multi-level abandoned factory of some sort. we get there and I'm immediately overran with emotions of sadness, GREATLY missing her, love, and loss. I go to a spot where she and I used to sit on a ledge high on this building, and watch the sun set. when I get there I just stood there staring, missing her, and feeling so sad that she was not here. in my dreams I have flashbacks of our first kiss, me confessing my love to her, us sitting there I out cap and gowns from graduation holding hands, her crying because I had told her that I had enlisted with the army and was shipping out in a month. then one of my friends approached me and said that I didn't miss her as much as she did, and it was my fault that she is gone because I enlisted and left her. we both started to cry. so I sad down at the ledge and stared into the sunset as I cried.

then all of a sudden it was like my dream changed gears completely. the ledge changed to a back porch of a house. I was sitting there smoking a cigarette instead of crying. I hear the doorbell ring so I get up to go answer the door. as im walking towards the door 2 other friends of mine are walking the same direction. one of them yells "alright lets get this party started" I open the door and there is about 20 people all holding party supplies. they start flooding into this house like a stampede.

At the moment I hear my 3 week old son start crying and I wake up.

I'm here because the emotions from the dream have followed me into reality and I keep thinking back to the dream and I feel the emotions to the point of my eyes welling up on me.

I don't know what to make of it. if any wants to talk with me about it. or has some questions please ask away.

nothing is too personal to me as I am an open book. I will answer just about any question.

Swear to god I spent half the dream giving advice to people. The first was an Iranian man. I was at a Delta hotel after coming up into the lobby from underneath. The manager of the place was this guy, who was a failed actor. We walked up to a scenic cliff and talked about what it means to act and how to become great, and I talked about deliberate practice. He then tried to seduce me, but a combat helicopter flew up from below the cliff in time for me to get away. I went back to where the hotel was, and outside I found hundreds of girls, all actors as well. They all wanted my advice. I didn't know what to say as I'm not an actor, but they were all trying to get my shirt off so I just kept making stuff up. Suddenly an attack fell on the city, a kryptonite nuke detonated 300 miles away on a mountaintop and superman had to fly head first directly into the blast. There was a long cinematic cutscene where the camera would just keep following him and cutting to different viewpoints of this epic sacrifice.

Last night bed 7:40pm - 3:20am

Had a pretty cool, long and detailed dream.

DR:

I'm in some small kitchen with roommates. They come to me with their empty coffee cups accusingly asking me when am I gonna make THEM coffee. I'm surprised and tell them that proly never, since I'm drinking instant and they are drinking from the coffee machine. So why should I make THEM coffee?

Now I'm at home and 2 girls come home too. Looks like we are living together or they are the bosses or something. They tell me that they read about my "coffee dispute" on twitter or something, it's all over the social media. I'm like wut?

Turns out, they went to the same "restaurant" where my incident took place and they refused to refill their coffee because of me.

So now they decided to punish me by flogging. I see one of them making a whip from some white rope.

Lots of people there, also kids. We are taking some trip before the punishment. Getting out of a car and into some Disneyland type of boat ride. I say I'll wait for them at the dock and some others don't go on the ride either. People are casually talking about my punishment.

DR2:
I was talking to auron online.

I was able to enter a hotel like place or maybe a mansion or big house, who knows? It was somewhat vacant and I was free to roam around the entire place, I also was with some male, not sure who, and we walked around the place.

Then somewhere in a small town like Union, MO or Imperial, MO just some desolate town, I was in the process of moving in this small town with my mother and boyfriend Brandon (at the time). Brandon was trying to kill himself by taking 30 pills, he must have went to the hospital, and then I called him on the phone, and everything was fine. He didn't die. Then he attempted suicide again and succeeded. I was just so happy to talk to him on the phone even if we haven't talked in almost a decade. I keep forgetting it was 10 years since we've talked. I woke up thinking Brandon is Justin or Justin is Brandon. I was just so happy

Going to the museum
I'm with my parents driving to a museum. We're going to cross a long flat bridge, but the nav software tells us to take a detour. As we're driving around, we pass the seafood store - a boxy building with two huge bright-red garage doors - where we bought fresh seafood at earlier. I'm surprised to see that the doors are closed, but then I see a sign showing it's only open from eleven to three. My first thought is that that's a really short time for a store to be open, but I guess that makes sense for fresh seafood.

Now we're taking a different bridge. Away to our left I can see the bridge we were originally going to be on. Now we're across the bridge winding our way towards the museum. Someone wonders about museum hours and I grab my phone to look them up. I seriously consider using voice input, thinking carefully about my phrasing, but I never actually use it. Instead, I do a normal search, and the first hit goes to the Hours page on their website. Unfortunately, most of the page rambles about other things that have nothing to do with when it's open. Near the bottom is a daily movie schedule, and I assume they're open at least as long as the movies are playing. Unfortunately, that's not the case, as some of the later movies are not public, but I'm able to make a guess at which column in the schedule is the last public showing. Of course, there's some kind of popup that's hiding the actual hours, so I have to drag it around to have a chance to see the listing.

Now I'm inside with my family walking around the large entry hall. It's a wide roundish room with a glass wall which parallels the real wall and has information carved into it. Now we're in a smaller, darker room putting our names in for events later in the day. One of the movies is about Duplos, and only my youngest daughter wants to see it. I'm not sure how that's going to work - I'm sure an adult will need to be in with her, and I can't see it as being interesting. One of the employees laughs at us and says that it's not that bad. The rest of the kids want to pet dogs. I'm surprised that petting dogs is a scheduled activity, but I guess they have lots of people doing it, so ...

Now I'm walking with my parents. A tall, skinny black man - college looking, with an earnest voice and a backpack - asks my step-father a question about the Bible. My step-father is a bit distracted, and it's not a hard question, so I decide to answer in his place. Unfortunately, the guy won't let me get two words together. Any time I try to speak, he just talks on top of me. Eventually I switch from trying to answer the question to saying something like "Hey, just listen to me!" Eventually, he apologizes, saying he thought I meant something else. I tell him that he can either listen to my answer respectfully or just walk away. He considers for a moment and then walks away. I'm kind of disappointed but also relieved that I won't have to put up with him any more.

Now he's back, but he's not talking; he and my step-father have gotten cat coloring pages and are coloring them with fine point markers. Both are doing well, though their styles are completely different. One of them is using long, sweeping lines, while the other is somehow doing a textured look. The black guy leaves before he's finished, leaving his paper on the table. I absently make a couple of filled loops on it, trying to finish it, but I quickly realize that my style is radically different from his and that it doesn't look very good now

Now a couple of employees are saying that he's had his privilege of coming to this area of the museum revoked; they're tired of his coming in here and claiming the kingship (and other things) and of refusing to listen to anyone else, making for a poor learning environment.


The incubator
I'm watching a guy with a lab coat putting a bunch of Petri dishes into what looks like a wall-mounted oven. Once he's put a few stacks in, he closes the door and punches something into a keypad beside it. He explains that he's set it for one pulse every fifteen seconds. The door has a clear window, and we can see bright white flashes, but I assume that the window is doped to block any dangerous energy from reaching us. Oddly, it's flashing once a second, not once every fifteen seconds. At first, I assume that the flashes aren't the "pulses" he spoke of, but then I notice that the blobs in the Petri dishes grow much larger with each flash. I wonder if he misspoke, that maybe he meant that it would pulse for a total of fifteen seconds. I keep watching, and on the last pulse, a bunch of little round red balls appear hanging in the air inside the incubator. He's not surprised and says that they're fish eggs which somehow made their way in, and since the pulses make everything grow the eggs grew along with the samples in the dishes. He opens the door and the 'fish' fall out onto the floor. I take a closer look and can see they're actually a wide variety of animals. I see a number of mice or similar creatures, something that may be cat-like (though it's mouse-sized), and even a tiny elephant! I marvel that they're all walking fairly well since they're all only a few seconds old. I notice one little animal which is basically missing one eye and feel sorry for it, and for them all, knowing how they were brought into the world so unnaturally.


House guests
I'm at 'my house.' I'm inside, trying to communicate with Ben C, but my phone is having issues. I decide to text him to let him know I'm going to reboot my phone. I try to use voice input, but something strange happens and I end up fiddling instead of just sending the message, so I never get around to rebooting the phone. Eventually I see his car pull up outside and realize I've really taken way too long.

Now I'm outside on the driveway. The O's have just pulled up and are getting out of their van. A number I don't recognize calls and I try to answer, but my Bluetooth headset falls apart in my hand. Margaret offers me another one, but I know I don't have time to pair it, so I answer the phone in the normal way. The guy on the other end is from another country - Australia, maybe - and isn't pleased with me and starts lecturing me about something. After a very one-sided conversation, he hangs up.

Now I'm in the garage. There's a huge metal tool case / drawer / shelving unit. It's got wing tables that can fold out, and one of my kids is messing with them. It's making terrible squeak, and another kid asks if I can get the WD-40, but I say no, not this time, since we don't actively use it and I like having the hinges be that little bit stiff so that someone getting whacked on the head by a falling table wing wouldn't get hurt as badly. If we ever start using it, then I'll oil it well.


Mishaps around the house
A man has come to my house to be interviewed for something. After he comes in, I realize that I'm wearing my earbuds and shooting muffs - fantastic for listening while lawn mowing, terrible for talking to someone - and quickly pull them off, not intending to be rude. Later on, I realize that I'm wearing the earbuds again, and again I quickly pull them out. I'm confused - the guy is still here, and I can't think when I would have had an opportunity to put them back in.

Now I'm in another room. Somehow a loop of thread from my collar has gotten wound around the button on my pants. In this awkward position I can't keep balance and end up falling over. I don't want anyone to find me like this and manage to crawl further out of sight. I can't get the thread untangled, so I reach into my pocket in hopes that my multitool is there. To my horror, it's not; but then I realize that it's fallen out only a few inches away. I grab it, open the scissors, and - with the scissors uncomfortably close to my face - cut the thread. I'm standing up just as someone walks by, but they don't notice anything unusual.


Chainsaw workday
At a church workday, I see my wife about to use a chainsaw to cut down a tree. She's not wearing any protective clothing, so I walk over to her to make sure she knows what she's doing. When I mention the protective chaps which normally come with chainsaws, she says she completely forgot about getting a set. I ask where she rented the chainsaw from, thinking that we may be able to swing by to pick some up, and she says the name of a place I've never heard of (something starting with L). Memories of guys who have had their legs chewed up, and of a couple of guys I know who were saved from that fate by their protective gear, come into my mind.

Now I see a couple of guys standing near the end of the driveway cutting a table in half. One is holding it upright while the other chainsaws it. I can't believe how incredibly unsafe that looks, but I just walk the other way.

Now I see my oldest daughter using a baby chainsaw - it's red and probably only about a foot long. Once she finishes her cut she keeps her finger on the trigger, and I tell her that that's a bad idea. She lets her finger off, but it starts sputtering and Bob B comes over and reminds her that that chainsaw has issues and needs to be kept running. I apologize, saying that it was I who told her to let off the trigger.

Now I'm using a small chainsaw to try to slice a watermelon. It's not working very well, and eventually I shut it off and go in search of a nice large knife which I feel will work much better.

It was dark night, I left s supermarket with my pals and entered a car. I can't recall it's brand, it had dark paint. We took off and I drove around the city like crazy, breaking law but not gathering any police attention. Street lights gave only dim spotlights, there were no people on the sidewalk. I stopped by some shop and entered it with pals. There was a blonde woman in mid-thirties, her hair were arms lenghts and she was wearing a black blouse and black trousers. There was also some man with dark hair, wearing white shirt and blue trousers. We were supposed to make some triangle with that woman.

I will have a lucid dream tonight.

I did not. It was instead full of fantastical videogame worlds and a re-visistation of my highschool. Not the most unique by my standards.

D1 - At work someone from an agency arrives wearing a pink top, big cup headphones, short black hair and black glasses. Upstairs is open plan as usual. Traci throws a knife across to pin a rat to the wall next to me.
Lots of children are watching.

D2 - The headteacher asks me to replant a half dead plant out of a pot. The roots are sticking out red and straggly. I tell him to replant but he just rips the plant out of the pot. It is completely dry with a wood case round it. He says it will be fine. I feel this is a metaphor for not being able to grow as a person with love.
He tells me charlie hasn't marked their french books and could he use under my bath to display his plants in a large beer jar, by taking out the side panel.

D3 - We are trying to escape from the frightening school. First of all to a seaside hideaway then serenity decides the safest place would be her uncles small house in the country. We escape there and plan on how to kill the headteacher when they follow us. First we think of burying them then we decide to use a gun with a silencer to shoot them, then bury them out at sea.

Somethin to do with Crimson Skies.

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I had a false awakening. Smoky Quartz from Steven Universe walked into my room wearing lingerie and apparently 'in the mood'.

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I met DreamCafe11 in a semi-lucid dream, only I think she was very young. She was in the wood shop of my middle school at night making these wooden dolls of all my persistent dream characters. They looked sort of like those wooden figurine men you use for anatomy reference when drawing but she was sculpting specialized wood pieces to make hair and stuff and painted them to look like us.

She then started making the Jade and Manei dolls kiss and she thought I'd be upset that she did it but I didn't care. I remember looking at the Marcus doll. (It had little glasses made out of wire and clear plastic that I enjoyed taking on and off.) I was telling her she was really good at making things. The glasses became full sized and I realized I had to give Marcus his glasses back because he couldn't see without them.

Eye (fully grown) appeared and he put this reddish purple magic sand that came out of his sleeve on the dolls that made them into voodoo dolls that could control me and my dream characters. When he did this really dark scary music started playing for a few seconds. We were at my aunt's old house now. Eye ran into the basement.

I got really scared and angry to the point of freaking out. I stepped on the dolls and broke them all. (So apparently a lapse in dream logic that stomping on the dolls didn't cause their actual versions to be brutally crushed by an unseen giant boot.) Cafe came back and she started crying because I ruined her hard work and she was hitting my leg. I started trying to make sense of my reality and getting more lucid but I forgot what happened after that. I think I might have woken up.
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I remember I was driving to college, but using a car that belonged to one of my teachers from elementary school. ID he had like a sky blue 1950's car that was really long and had big fins on the back of it. It was very hard to steer. I remember at some point I wound up driving off the road.

It was like a video game. I was on a freeway that was high above this wasteland. (It looked a lot like something from fallout.) I couldn't stop the car and there were these red propane tanks in the road that I would crash into visibly damaging the car and causing a life bar in the bottom right corner of the 'screen' to decrease. I finally managed to stop the car, it was very nearly destroyed and there was only a small amount of life left.

I came back onto the normal road. But traffic was stopped in both directions and somebody was riding a motorcycle up and down the road in a pink bikini and a pink power rangers mask. I met with this DC who had black hair and a big beard who was filming her on his phone. He said that he had a thing for people who rode motorcycles and dressed like power rangers, but he was really embarrassed about it. Apparently he would stop people he found attractive and pay them whatever it took to get them to wear his outfits and ride up and down the stretch of road outside his house on a motorcycle.

I told him I wouldn't tell anyone if he helped me pay to fix my teachers car and he said he would.

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I was going on a run in evening/twilight time, passing the entrance to my neighborhood as I usually do about 1/3rd of the way through my route. I was thinking about how I wanted to make a movie about a lucid dream and I would film myself on a greenscreen and then put that against films of the background I wanted, and then use after effects to add my flying jets. I said I would need to have four layers in my after effects file to do it.

Then I looked up and saw that in the direction of the downtown area of the town I live in there were three or four skyscrapers that were not there IWL. This made me RC. I got up onto the railing of the boardwalk trail that runs through the woods by my neighborhood and took off flying. I remember looking down as I took off to see if my flying jets were there, since sometimes they fail to appear and I just sort of hover, but they were there all right. I was thinking about how each time they seem to have different properties and this time they threw out these sparks like fireworks.

I flew up over my neighborhood towards the direction of downtown. There were all of these concrete mid-rise buildings that were not there IWL. I flew by some of them and an old lady waved to me when I did. I then flew over a river that was mirror still and saw my reflection. But from the altitude that I was at I just looked like a little point of light moving across the sky.

I wanted to go faster to get to the big city, but went really really high in the air by mistake. I looked down and saw the city was like a half-circle shape. Right in the middle where all of the biggest buildings were it just cut off and became a forest with no roads. I flew back down to the tallest building, a circular glass tower. I wanted to know what it was and I saw white hologram letters appear that said "kata towers". I looked around at all the buildings and they all had something that said 'kata' in the name.

I started examining the buildings and noticed that some of them were only complete on the near side, and from the abrupt forest transition they were just like building frames and props with cutaways of incomplete interiors.

Manei jumped off a building with a helicopter pad and grabbed my foot. This caused me to crash in the forest just beyond the cutoff of the city and when we hit the ground we slid across it and made a big trench in the dirt but didn't get hurt. She asked why I didn't hear her because she was yelling and yelling for my attention but I was too busy flying to listen. I told her I wasn't interested in having her in appear in every single dream and sometimes I just like to do things on my own.

I saw in the back of the building had a giant bunch of bananas (~15 stories tall) built into the frame. I think I noticed other oversized groceries such as a giant bag of lays potato chips and oversized frozen pizzas still in the boxes.