non-lucid

7.11.15

slept from 2 pm few hours, WBTB

day before talked to ophelia about how to open dream eyes

[23:28] <@OpheliaBlue|BRB> so what I do to combat that, is to just assume that when I open my eyes at all, it MUST be a dream
[23:29] <@OpheliaBlue|BRB> i'd rather be wrong and be awake and assume I'm dreaming, than have a FA and miss my chance at being lucid
[23:29] <@OpheliaBlue|BRB> so far, I've never opened my eyes, assuming I was dreaming, and been wrong
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[22:48] <@gab> omg OpheliaBlue
[22:48] <@gab> I did what yo told me, to the letter
[22:48] <@gab> didn't get me lucid, but anyway, I did lucid things and was telling people I am
[22:55] <@gab> took them flying around, they were amazed
[22:55] <@gab> so was I
[22:56] <@gab> I opened my eyes or otherwise came to, said this is a dream because YOU said so, decided to count my fingers
[22:56] <@gab> 6
[22:56] <@gab> wth, again
[22:56] <@gab> more
[22:56] <@gab> wooo
[22:57] <@gab> hrm, maybe it was lucid, because just before that as falling asleep I realized I have "that" feeling in back of my head
[22:57] <@gab> that I have when entering WILD
[22:58] <@gab> so thank you, OpheliaBlue

Well in this dream I was lucid and non lucid. It was a very stressful dream for me when i woke up but i have a feeling it could have been from stress. If not then my dreaming mind just really hates me and maybe the thought of it once just happen to trigger it.

Anyways the dream started with me walking around my house to downstairs where I was talking to a dream character. Suddenly Rose Quartz from Steven Universe popped up dressed as a maid. Noticing the change of the setting into a restaurant, I made a joke about how i was going to look like her and serve people their food and drinks in a silly manner. That's when i started acting silly than out of no where i think the guy with me or another guy came up to me and poked me in my stomach area than pushed it inward. I couldn't see their face just noticed the silhouette. I told it to stop but when it wasn't stopping i ran around.

I think i appeared upstairs than ran downstairs again and when i was about to enter a room the character slid holding its hands out in front of me. I felt like it was a ticking bomb of fear and dread and ran the other way. I also have a feeling it was dressed in ragged clothes. Like a grey/navy blue sweater with baggy jean pants or something like that. Anyways I ran away than appeared on my mom's bed thinking i was awake. I got up than looked in the living room and the character appeared. Couldn't see how it looked but i could feel it there.

I was afraid it was with my dad than reappeared on the bed and felt someone putting their finger on my belly button like they were trying to go through me. It hurt a lot so i prayed about it. Even though I thought it might be a demon in the dream that was obviously not the case. I kept feeling the pain and tried to move the finger but it was no use. It kept positioning back to the same spot. It ended up vanishing when i got the feeling that i sent it away but than my eyes were force closing and i reappeared on the bed again with the same pain. I let it hurt me till I woke up trembling.

:/ Hmm.....Guess it could be a stress sign or just random dream pain from the thought of how it happened before.

Early Evening of July 11, 2015. Saturday.



I had been working on a project with a large set of new music tracks and got stuck at trying to create the rather low-pitched cuíca-like sound from Peter Tosh’s “Rock With Me” (though I was able to copy most of the percussion rhythms otherwise in the way I wanted) and have become frustrated since nothing I can find, no sample, no actual instrumentation attempts, sounds anything quite like it. I lower the pitch of the MIDI cuíca (as my main otherwise very realistic drum kit in SFZ sounds nothing like a proper cuíca sound and is too smooth - and there is no feasible way to control note lengths, up or down stroke, pitch variation, or other important dynamics - thus a cuíca sample or MIDI format or even an audio loop for that matter, is mostly useless) and sequence it to match the organ bubble rhythm, but it just is not suitable and does not have a viable feel in the track. I have it set to exactly 86 bpm and do not feel like taking the sound out of the actual track, which is probably not very feasible because of how much it blends in. (In my dream, it seems that a yellow grape tomato is also called a “cuíca” for some reason.)

Even though it is rather low-pitched, I somehow am able to duplicate the sound in-dream with a small yellow grape tomato (“Sun Drop”) by holding it between my index and middle fingers and rubbing it with my thumb. This seems a bit unusual to get a low-pitched cuíca sound by rubbing a small tomato as such, but it works. I become aware of the plan to integrate it into a musical recording. More than one little yellow tomato is required, as once the eighth snare hit occurs on some verses, it needs to be popped to create the very light splashy cymbal sound, which is almost inaudible in the original track other than the intro pattern of the kick, snare, and cymbal prior to the start of the song. At one point, I eventually seem to be in a classroom setting (though no one else is around) with relevant algorithms written on the green chalkboard. This is the kind of rather ridiculous non-lucid dream I get when taking a nap earlier in the evening, especially when eating something I am mildly allergic to (in this case, chicken and peanut butter sandwiches, one of my favorite snacks, though an older brother was more allergic to peanut butter than I am). I still have not solved the cuíca issue, even after watching about a dozen videos with experts and performers, mostly in Spanish and Brazilian Portuguese. It is probably something in the back of my mind but has yet to emerge. I also seem to recall a “Fat Boys” cassette from the 1980s where they copied a very similar low-pitched cuíca rhythm, though vocally.

By some strange coincidence, “cuíca” is Portuguese for a type of small opossum which is known to make a high-pitched sound. How amusing.

Morning of July 11, 2015. Saturday.



It seems that my family and I are at an unfamiliar and unknown campground (and no name is perceived that I remember). Over time, some sort of unusual phrase seems to dominate the back of my mind in this possibly fictional location. It is something like “dust comes from the dirt weasel” or something similar. It does not seem to relate to an actual weasel or any other animal. At one level, it may relate to the link between “dust devil” and “Tasmanian devil” (cartoon version when relevant to spinning and creating a miniature tornado) and my association with my childhood “Wild Weasel” dream.

Mostly, there are two males that seem imposing. I am not certain of their intent. I somehow control movements of wind and dust (at some points, as an actual dust devil) to keep them back. One man seems particularly intent on possibly getting to us, and his motives are likely destructive or at least problematic, but I manage to hold and control whatever forces (which control the wind and air-blown “streams” of dust) are pushing him back. He never gets past this implied barrier, though the forces vary from strong to very strong to light enough so that he is able to move one step forward (though always moves back a step). Wind and dust both usually relate to the passage of time.

Fragment 1: The dream took place in a grassy area with some hills and trees. Was more like a movie than an interactive dream. A single being (I don't remember if they were human) went into a opening at the side of a cave and by doing so it changed the area somehow. (I don't remember how)

Fragment 1: Something about cats. Not sure what happened exactly. It took place in a fancy restaurant.

Fragment 2: A nightmare about having too much homework over the summer. (My mom gave me homework over the summer in a workbook.) It seemed the book had a lot more pages than before.

Fragment 3: I had to cross many rope bridges which were connected by tree-house-like structures. The first bridge I crossed was very shaky. There was somebody behind me supporting me (I'm not sure who). There were food stands after I crossed all the bridges. It took place in a forest during the day.

I was out of reach for ten days, without internet connection to update my dream journal. Now that I'm back I'll update it frequently.

01-07-2015

I was a terrorist in a port town. With another terrorist we tried to escape special forces. I went holding white flag in my hand, and we jumped onto a boat. After a while of sailing, rocket engines started to work. We flewn high in the sky, turning a few times in the air. I watched sky - it was beautiful, clowds leaving only a trail of clear sky, resembling my way to the top.

02-07-2015

Nothing recalled.

03-07-2015

Nothing in particular.

04-07-2015

1. FA - water splash

I was lying in my bed. It was dark, but I managed to see a huge water splash coming at me from the corridor.

2. Porn star convent.

I was sitting in my room and watching porn. After a while I heard people talking downstairs. I went to check what was going on, and saw that there was a porn star convent. Lots of film directors and stars were talking. I wandered there for a while, talking with people and tasting random dishes. I went to the street, and saw my brother driving this way, so I stopped him and entered his car. We drove to home of one of the girls I know, and after a while of sitting we droe back. I thought about that girl, lots of situations appeared in my mind. Then I saw her in bed with another girl. I wanted to film that, but they spotted me. I went back to porn star convent, thinking about that.

05-07-2015

I was in a city. With another dude we were trying to get a transportation to home. I even saw a bus coming. When I got to home I ate grapes, blueberries and other fruits. They were really sweet. Family told me to leave leftovers in a barn. I had a toothache later.

06-07-2015

I was in school cloakroom. There was my sister and her friends. I said "Hi", but another girl replied, as they really weren't there. I drove back home, and saw my old teacher, planting trees on my frontyard. After a while of wandering home, I saw that she lives with us. I used laptop for a while later. When night came I drove to a shop. I parked the car, entered the shop and realised that I don't remember what I have to buy. I called my mother after a while.

07-07-2015

I was in an old mansion. There was kitchen, bedroom, living room and bathroom. It was furnished with old, decaying furniture. There were cobwebs in corners. I was searching for clues of a murder, or tracking paranormal. People on place gave me only vague clues, and after a while of searching I found out that demons want to destroy the world. I even had a vision of an invasion. To stop that I needed money, so I called Demon of expensive buying to sell it some stuff. Next I recall that I was on a holiday camp, and one of guys was telling how his younger brother is always first. He said "My younger brother, even in shirt in long sleeve and stupid hat, was quicker on place than me, despite the fact that I started my journey first!"

08-07-2015

-First dream-

I was in some kind of basement. My master told me to make a sandwich. I did it and ate it. Then I went to the upper floor. The corridor was devoid of people, but it had christmas ornaments. I checked kitchen and went back to corridor, to pee on a carpet. I felt that someone was coming, so I jumped through the window, and ran around front yard. Someone was watching me, and when he stopped I jumped back to pee again.

-Second dream-

I was inside a library connected with a national museum. I was an occult investigator, looking for tomes of knowledge. I searched through shelves of manuscripts, books and other stuff from all the ages. I was looking for stuff from 18th age, but I couldn't read age marks, so I went to exhibitions. There were knights stuff, medicine bags, and a fully working car automate. It was a black volkswagen car. I wanted to leave a book in antique shelf, but it was not accepted.

-Third dream-

I was watching a HoMM playthrough. Someone was exploring enemy territory with army of devils.

09-07-2015

I was in a city with rest of class. We were driving around to pick up random objects. We stopped in a house of one of the girls from class. We moved from a bus to the back yard of unfinished construction. We climbed up to the rooftop and looked for entrance. We found it, but instead entering a house, we broke into a government building. Walls were white and clean. We started on a platform of some kind. First it was quiet, but after a while of wandering the alarm started, and we had to escape shots of security. We ran around, trying to reach rooftop, but we had to jump over a huge pit. On the other side of pit, there were shops and restaurants. We tried a few times, and failed. We split up, and I ran to elevator shaft.

I waited for a good moment to jump down, and did it. Then I waited for elevator to move down, and jumped inside it, killed mechanic and moved on, to basement. It was built with rock blocks and reinforced with wood. It was old, and corridors were tight. I had to run away from enemies, and reach surface. I did it and saw guys that were with me drugger.

There was a boss of the site, which was my teacher. We were in a burning ghost town. The buildings behind us were destroyed. There was a barrel of burning liquid giving warmth and light. There was also a sofa, table and chairs. We talked about some kind of fish, and a research programme. When other guys wanted to go, I said that they were too drugged.

Marleigh's Birthday
I'm at a party and its being held at Rita's. A lot of the people I can recognize, including Marleigh and her mother. We're in the kitchen, sitting at the table and There's a lot of food on the table because it's Marleigh's birthday. There's some strange looking cakes. One of the cakes looks extremely detailed and life like. I walk over to that certain cake and observe it. The cake has props on it, where I thought everything was made from ingredients. No one is willing to be the first to eat. I look in an compartment in the cake itself and I see a lot of Mini solid Easter eggs. I grab a golden one and notice that it has 2 layers of wrapped around it. I eat it and it taste like it should. I sit back at the table and people are now eating. I see a glass with thick chocolate in it. Im eyeing it off but not willing to try it just yet. I think I eyed it off before I checked on the detailed cake, because I noticed that majority of it was gone when I sat down. I see that Jessie has it, except it more looks like Coco Pops and milk in a cup. I think about all the crap I'm crap I'm eating and think about completing another Fast to clean my body out. Either way I try to limit myself on how much I eat.

We have now left he house and are in my street. We're all fucking around having a bit of fun. At some people I put my arm around a few people and run towards others to make them join. We decide to begin walking towards my house. I didn't realize that everyone was going to come into my house. As I enter, It's not my house, it's Rita's house. Dad is sitting at the computer eating. I tell him straight away that we're going into another room because I knew he wouldn't feel comfortable. I try and find a room to chill in. The first room feels too small and has a tiny TV. I settle with a room that looks to have open space and is a kitchen? I ask if anyone wants a drink and try to hand them out because I feel they may be a bit hesitant to accept. I try giving something to lesbian Kym, but she doesn't drink what I offered. I try again and she settles for a coke. The coke was an odd shape. I see a Carlton Draft beer and that looked different too. I offer it to Daniel and he is also hesitant at first but couldn't help himself in the end and has it. Now that I've done drinks, I look around for some food. The pantry is a weird set up. I can see the herbs and spices on the outside of the doors, nothing supporting them. Someone yells out that Kym will be happy with just Doritos. I try to find some chips but I can't.

Padded Platform
I'm in a room with Connor McGregor and others. I see a beautiful girl. She looks like Connors girlfriend, but I don't think they're together in the dream. I'm running and jumping up onto a padded platform. It's a bit of a challenge but my fitness is great. I'm trying to impress this girl. The platform is now harder to get up onto. It's as if it's been deflated, which is making it a lot softer. We're all sitting up on the platform. Theres a table up there with chairs. I'm seated next to the girl and I'm a little nervous. I think she's keen on me.

Side Notes: I remembered another dream but i deleted it by accident.

I recall riding a school bus and there was a terrorist guy with a gun outside who stopped us and the bus driver was trying to defend everyone on-board.

I remember some dream about hugging this log and flying through this beautiful forest of gigantic old oak trees. I was semi-lucid and I was thinking about how by hugging the log I was showing an affection and appreciation for nature and in return it would grant me the power of flight. The log started to carry me too high and I was worried I might not find a way to get back down.

The next thing I knew, I was fully lucid. I was sitting in a booth at an Italian restaurant with Manei. It was nighttime. I recognized the restaurant as one that I have dreamed about for the past two nights.

"You came back! I was waiting! Wait long time for you!"

"Yes, I found a reason to return... But where are we? I didn't make this place, at least not consciously."

"Because I make it for us!..."

She went on for a minute about me not being around and wanting me to come back to lucid dreaming while I was distracted with things like school, playing video games, etc. I told her how she must accept that I will not lucid dream every night, as much as I would like to.

"But sleep every night, so why not lucid dream every night? That was goal, is it not still?"

"Yes, that is still a goal of mine. Just it's a big goal and sometimes I need a break from chasing it."

"Just make promise, okay. Do not give it up. Stop and rest if need to. Take step back if need to. But do not give up."

"Wasn't planning on it..."

"Pinky promise?"

"Seriously?! alright..." *le pinky promise*

There was a pause in the discussion, or a bit that I forgot. We were walking out of the restaurant. I remembered something I wanted to ask her.

"My friend S, he merged with one of his guides and now he becomes lucid every night. Is it possible that I could do the same with you?"

"No. It is too late for us to do that, and we cannot. His journey different from ours. Besides, we have already forged powerful partnership. We can attain same level of power as him, if not more. Take my hand."

I take her hand. I feel the heat/energy coming off of her and it burns a little at first, but I've gotten more used to it as time has gone on. After a few seconds it evens out into a steady flow going up my arm into my body. I look down and see for a few seconds a bunch of little orange energy arrows going down her arm and up mine.

"Now, your turn. Take other hand."

I take her other hand. I don't even have to do or think anything. Blue arrows start flowing into her. She tenses up for a second, like she is getting a similar sensation to what I have been getting.

"There. Very good. Two act as one. Not dreamer. Not dream guide. Two parts of same whole. Think like your Yin-Yang."

The dream shifts from the outside of the restaurant to my college campus for a second. Then we are standing on the surface of a still lake under the stars. The dream stops when we are in a wheat field. There are some trees in the distance and a huge gas planet with rings in the sky. I can see the stars and bands of galaxies, even in the daytime sky.

"Now kiss me!"

" ... Fine."

We go into kiss and it lasts for a few seconds but I have a false awakening and I am in bed kissing my cat.

"Yuck! I knew the dream was going to do something gross like that! Sorry, Alana (my cat's name) I was having a lucid dream and I thought you were someone else..."

I woke up for real a few moments later. Consider that the last time I kiss a DC.

Morning of July 9, 2015. Thursday.



I sometimes find it somewhat peculiar how a shorter look at a dream from as far back as 1965 (without even putting that much attention on the new online summary) can somehow trigger a similar focus in a new dream. Certainly there is probably no meaning or symbolic association as such, but perhaps partially relevant to the work I am doing now regarding all April 9th dreams that seem to show extensive foreshadowing or precognitive elements in ways that seem by lifelong design. I suppose in that case, even considering that television broadcasts had certain strong influences, what determines which facets of such influences are the ones to seemingly create strong personal meaning even in a long-term precognitive sense? This may also be relevant to some extent with reviewing very old dreams, although the mood is sometimes different.

The concept that reminds me of my 1965 dream (“Frankenstein Closes the World”) is the opening of various small doors partly into what seems like a vertically “flat” (and inaccessible) version of part of the world at times. The idea of needing to go beyond a certain point seems like some sort of in-dream waking metaphor as with many in-dream events that some people try to claim as life-relevant events. For example, there has been a recurring situation in some dream types of going through a building and coming to a “dead-end” such as a window overlooking a city at night. A “dead-end” as such is almost always within a commercial building, though on a couple occasions related to trying to get out the hallway door on the south end of my Cubitis home during the time when it was not used in reality and was padded around the frame with pieces of blanket. A “dead-end” in a dream is likely some sort of impediment to the waking process and little else. You are in a dream and ready to wake, but perhaps not quite in the correct physical orientation to comfortably do so (for example, your arm being in an uncomfortable position).

In this dream, I mostly fly around and evade unknown people in mostly a cheerful manner. The scenario is not that clear, though the situation is quite common in dreams. It seems to relate in part to people not liking my flying ability, or me in general - though in this case it is likely that they view me as tresspassing. I fly about and land on roofs and walk on them a short time before flying elsewhere. There are a few scenes where I have to maneuver through very small openings in the middle of cluttered halls (which would otherwise be impossible to even squeeze through in reality) which seem somewhat related to industrial buildings. Some of these maneuvers seem to automatically trigger “resets” to where the setting changes dramatically. There are still seemingly annoyed people following me inside buildings as I fly around, though. One blocked area is made up of randomly stacked and partly fallen over boxes with at least one loose pipe diagonally across the top part of the small opening. I somehow still get through easily.

There is a scene where I am sitting at a table with another (unknown) male in the hall in the King Street boarding house (where there was not really enough room to do so in reality). The room I thought I had been stealthily residing in rent-free (where I never lived in in reality) turns out to be in use by a second unknown male, probably a college student, and I apologize for any intrusion I and the other male may have created when he opens his door. There is no conflict, however. From here, I go to the front of the house (though still upstairs) and into the kitchen. At this point, a third unknown person (female) is following me as if to ask me a question or at least say something. I am not interested and walk out onto the roof. Even though I am not lucid in any way, I know I can fly (typical in many dream types). I leap from the edge of the roof and the enjoyable and expected slight feeling of falling followed by rising up in flight occurs as usual. The other person seems somewhat surprised I did this. I fly fairly close to the ground near a group of unknown people before rising higher into the air again, effortlessly.

There is a shorter scenario after I land where I somehow cause money to come out of a machine of some sort (directly influenced by having seen the first episode of “Continuum” from 2012 on DVD). There is at least one American fifty-dollar bill for myself (along with what looks like a few different types of bills from Canada and Australia), yet I give my (deceased in real life) sister Marilyn a hundred-dollar bill for her husband for some reason. After a short time in a shift to a distorted version of her house, she is very angry about this act. She seems to believe that the gift of a hundred dollar bill somehow makes the time they spent saving money seem meaningless and she seems not to want it as such (which of course makes no sense at all other than perhaps for someone of an untimely poverty mentality which my sister certainly never had in life).

From here, I am watching a scene where my family is watching a very large flat-screen television, though I view the setting from the side of the television. The setting seems to take on an unusual vertically “flat” perspective that is hard to describe. I see my youngest son but not that clearly. It seems to be part of some sort of new television show about families watching television shows but mostly only filming their feet (yet I do not even reflect upon “Gogglebox Australia”, though which Zsuzsanna and I could only watch a few minutes of one episode of weeks ago). From here, I seem to be looking down at my own body in bed but from an unlikely angle though still from somewhere near my shoulders. There is some sort of abstract thought reflecting a potential of watching myself while watching myself; that is, a third but unseen “me”.

I was trying to trigger a lucid dream in which I'd re-encounter my dream guide, but instead I got a non-lucid nightmare.

3am

Dream Two non-lucid

I had a dream I could see Mittens (my cat who passed away) every once and a while and Mom finally took a video of it and the girl from the ring was appeared in it, with this horrifying music, and eventually I couldn't shut it off...

I liked the music. It was very beautiful. But in its context it was horrifying.

The whole time I was thinking, could I edit out the part with Sadako, or will it just revert back to the normal video?

The video started off with me petting Mittens. Then, she went behind the counter to chase a spider and Sadako's hair was under the dishwasher. Suddenly, you could see her face peer out *shudders*. Then, the video skipped to this scene in the sky? I don't remember. Then back to Sadako, with her getting closer and closer to the camera. Originally I refused to watch the entire video, but when I finally did I couldn't turn it off anymore.

I felt bad because at the end of the dream, when I couldn't shut off the video, I handed it to my mom or brother for him or her to deal with whatever curse it brings. I was showing it to my brother, but I think at the last moment it was my mom holding the camera.

Dream One non-lucid

There was this online course, but it happened on a device like a Pokewalker. So all the text for the course was on this small device, one line at a time. I just thought it was the most ridiculous thing and complained.

I wasn't enrolled in the course. I think my sister-in-law was looking at schools and saw the course.

Can't remember much now that I have worked all day and am about to go to bed again, so I am going to type in my senseless dream notes and try to fill in anywhere I can remember.

Dream One - Argument with Mom, hardware store, bad parking, re-park elsewhere, dude comes out with computer, game returned he didn't ask for, print outs are gorgeous, Snake and mouse. I can remember speaking to some guy at the end of this dream, and he just made me feel like he was cornering me or something. The moment I drew the analogy in my mind of him making me feel like a mouse trapped by a snake, I saw the very image of a snake attacking a mouse and woke up.

Dream Two - I am playing a game of some wort where I am playing as the bird adviser from the lion king, flying through rings that make a path through the sky and even down into the ocean. It must be some sort of Kinect or motion control games because when I struggle flying through the water I start waving my hands wildly and reaching out as far as I can and that helps me move through the water. After I come up out of the water I am suddenly an inkling from Splatoon and shooting easter themed bad guys shaped like robot bunnies and robot baby chics.

Yuuup, that's all I have. One dream that I have notes for that I can't even remember now and one dream that I can remember that was just plain weird o.O I figure this will be closer to my normal since I only get about 6-7 hours of sleep on work days.

I was in my house with my family, and we were hosting some sort of get-together for different friends and family members because of a previous event that I don't even remember.

Some guy and his cronies were also there. There were multiple people that I've never seen in real life but they all seemed familiar, but I felt like I had never seen that guy and his group before, but I knew that they had been attempting to steal our belongings. Eventually, he was caught and it was pretty easy to stop his group from retaliating since one just gave up and the other one was bribed.

Everyone in the house kept an eye on him to make sure he didn't do anything or go anywhere before the police showed up. While we were waiting I remember having an interaction with him. He seemed liked the type of person who hated life and the brief conversation we had was him mostly ranting.

Then he started heading towards the door. No one seemed to be startled by this, but i jogged up right next to him and opened the door. A "family friend" had shown up and got of their car. It was some old lady in a jogging suit. A small dog, that probably belonged to someone in the house, ran outside and greeted her. I looked over to the guy and he just had his usual grumpy face. Then he tried to walk away and I grabbed his shoulder and said, "Don't do it". He just looked at me for a moment before he walked to the center of the room and pulled out a gun. He aimed it at no one in particular as he looked around. Then his gaze fell on me and I was going to start talking to him in hopes of calming him down but.....my brother walked into my room, which woke me up, and told me he was gonna feed our cat.
(Which he really didn't need to do... )

That's A lot of Cake
I'm lining up somewhere with a couple guys. One of them is Andrew gaze. We're intending to buy 2 cakes, and will eat a quarter each. It's our turn to be served and one of us orders. I laugh as he orders, cause it's going to look odd walking off eating a quarter of cake. The lady hands us the plate and its a pretty big slice. Not only is a got a lot of width, it's got height too. We take the cake into another room to taste it. One of the guys is having a hard time eating it. He is trying the sauce, mixing one with the other. It seems sour or acidic to him. I reckon eating the cake itself would be more ideal. It would mix all the flavors together and could compliment each other.

Big Ben Bucks Headache
I'm with Ben and I ask him how the engagement went, but correct myself and say bucks. He says he fucked up a bit with the pool cleaners. He explains that he had them going in the wrong direction. He points out a ventilation system for the shower fan. He says this is the most simple and less effective system. I explain its use to him. I walk inside with him but have dirty feet. He offers me his thongs, so I slip them on. They're dirty too, so I have to walk in them funny, like on my soles. I picture Ben being a big black guy for a moment.
I'm back at blaxland and I see Kayley at the door. I hug her and kiss her on the cheek a few times. I think she is with Ben.

I'm looking at someone with a small growth hanging from their nostril. They're able to hide it if they please. A dr is having a look at it and says there's some good news about it. He's getting at that he will be able to burn it off. He also checks another of the persons issues, which is a long latex looking material that's stuck down their throat.

That's Not My Car
I'm out the front of a house. I may have driven there because I'm looking around for stuff in 2 of he guys. It's night so it's hard to tell. I mistaken one car for the another. I see a man walk towards me and soon realize it's Gary Craig, founder of EFT. I say "Hi Gary, how are ya?". I feel a little odd saying that because he doesn't know me from a bar of soap. He mentions a few things to me. Eventually he leaves and I say bye. I felt great that I met Gary. I begin looking through one of the cars thinking it's mine. I soon realize it's not the right car. It looks like an expensive car. It has a nice look to it, and long. I quickly get out of the car in case the owner sees me going through it. I would find it hard to explain what I was doing. Shortly after getting out of the car, I see it beginning to roll. I don't think quickly enough to jump in and stop it. It rolls into a house at slow pace. I don't think it damages anything, but would have got the attention of who was inside. I walk up to the house to see if I can see anyone. I see a person move off their chair which makes me a bit nervous. I realize that the car has disappeared, finding this odd I decide to do a RC. I count 6 fingers, instantly knowing I'm dreaming. I walk up to the door of the house to see if I can find someone. I see A girl walk towards me and I grab her. She is all for being man handled. First off I do some EFF on myself but seem to be just rushing it and not putting any thought into it. I'm too distracted by this girl. I hold onto her and do as I please. I feel her body and move her next to the wall where I pull down her pants. She has a nice Ass, which promotes me to eat her pussy from behind. It tastes like I remember it. The dream begins to fade due to body clock.

I have this girl in the bed with me and I'm treating her a helpless innocent girl. I think she likes this. I'm sitting on top of her and move closer to her face. I begin slapping my dick on her face, teasing her and getting her worked up. This may be the girl from lucid dream.

My 2 Second KO of Shonnie Carter
I'm in the UFC as one of the fighters. I think I'm Ricardo Lamas. I'm standing across from UFC vet Shonnie Carter. The fight starts and I knock Shonnie out within a couple seconds of the fight. I decide to perform a RC and realize I'm dreaming. I notice that the fight is about to replay itself again. I try to rush the process and knock Shonnie out before the fight even starts. I do this and rock Shonnie. It doesn't feel right so I let the dream run its course. As soon as the bell goes I run towards Shonnie and KO him in the same fashion. I couldn't really feel the punch connect. I jump up onto the octogen and look into the crowd. It's not the biggest of venues. It is only a single level seating. In my view I could see around 200 people. I decide to jump off the octogen and fly, but the dream fades. I brace myself for a DEILD. I wait in the blackness and try and bring on another scene. Now that I think of it, I felt like I was laying in bed at my old house in blaxland. Possible FA.

Side Notes: EFT doing it's work for me. Reality checking upon awakening without an issue.