non-lucid

Earlier: I heard about a plan for a new kind of TOTM on DV. Someone had come up with a single extremely complex and elaborate task that was broken down into about a dozen different steps, and the number of steps one was able to complete determined whether one got credit for Basic, Basic + Advanced, or Basic + Advanced + Bonus tasks. Someone who managed to complete the entire series would get credit as though it were a TOTY.

Later: I was at some kind of large event like a conference, and passed by a counter with a placard advertising a program or game called "BRAinixity." A list identified the first three letters as standing for the following descriptors:
• Big
• Regular
• Alteration

I gathered that "BRAinixity" was a kind of lucid dreaming program, and that these three terms described the magnitude of effects that practitioners might have on their dreams, depending on their level of accomplishment. I inwardly scoffed a bit at the idea that it somehow took a higher degree of effort or mastery to accomplish a "big" effect on a dream object as opposed to a minor "alternation," since I had time and again observed the lack of any such meaningful distinctions in the dream state, but I was nevertheless interested in seeing what the program was all about, so I decided to sign up.

A woman with short light brown hair was currently signing up for the BRAinixity program, and I was standing next to her waiting my turn. Since we were going to be on the same team, we exchanged introductions. She had a strong accent that made me think she was from Germany, and said her name was "Lalla." She explained that it had originally been longer, but that she had shortened it when invaders had attacked the valley where she lived. I understood her implications: under the circumstances, a long name would have added brief but unnecessary delays to social interactions. "Yeah," I joked drily, "You don't want to be standing there waiting for someone to finish pronouncing your name when you should be running away."

She finished signing up and the woman behind the counter began to take my information. I saw that I was on the "Cloud Valley" team—all the teams were organized by fictional valleys of various names, each of which accommodated about eight team members, judging from the number of lines on the registration card. Each team member was assigned to "Towers" of a particular color. Only the top line on my team's card was still blank, and since I was the last person signing up, I didn't have any choice as to what color my towers would be. I looked closer to see what color towers I'd be getting and saw "Green" next to my name, which pleased me, since green was what I would have chosen anyway.

"Green towers in Cloud Valley," I said aloud, liking how poetic it sounded.

+I am with "my family" that isn't my IRL family. I have parents, a little sister, and an older brother (one of the men is Bryan Cranston). We are eating dinner in a dimly lit room around a rectangular table. My brother and dad are across from me, my mom is next to me, and my sister is talking to us from a window opening to the kitchen. She shows us a piece of dark meat on a plate drenched in seeds. She says, "It's time for another ritual." My brother is jaundiced and his skin took on a dark orange hue, so we are referring to him as "The Bear". He became intubated and we assist him with some sort of ritualistic bathing process. Afterwards, when we get back to the table, he is very angry. My mother is frantically trying to change his behavior by doing a series of spells. She blesses the Mexican food on the table and we feed it to him. I am feeding him guacamole and potatoes.
+I am in a nail salon run by white, middle aged men. They brag about their environmentalism. Supposedly they have schutes to properly dispose of old nail polish and other chemicals. Their preferred payment method is in sex.
+I am getting ready for a class but I can't remember what time it starts. My classmates are there and my instructor M. was there. A classmate is complaining that my ziploc bags are difficult to close, unlike hers. I pack chicken for lunch and can't decide what shirt to wear.
+My sister gives birth, though she is standing and dressed. They hand the baby to her and she sobs, clutching it close. My mom yells at me to take the baby from her and do something. I grab the baby and am not sure what to do. I start cleaning the vernix off of it with its blankets but I run out of blankets. The baby is cold, naked, and crying. My mom tells me to swaddle it so I start to. My sister is now laying down properly and Dr. W says that the placenta won't come out and my sister is hemorrhaging. I open a 500 mL bag of Pitocin for her, handed to me by someone. I start cleaning up her work area for her.
+I'm shopping at the mall with a foreign lady. I keep seeing a Wet'n'Wild eyeshadow palette with a complete spectrum of colors for $50-60. Aunt L. asks if it's worth it and I tell her that it is. I want to shop but the foreign lady only wants to ride the escalators because she's never seen one before. I want to go up to the next floor and there is an escalator in sight but she heads towards the escalators on the other end of the building that are far away and out of sight. This happens twice. The escalators are unusually wide and very fast. As I'm going down one I experience a moment of bliss as I am able to appreciate the escalator from her point of view - new, exciting, mysterious, thrilling.

That midday nap yesterday kinda threw me off. I got some lucidity in though.

I was playing Minecraft digging a long tunnel deep underground, I think it was 3x3. I usually dig 3x3 access tunnels to my mines to this was not out of the ordinary. I wasn't placing any torches, but there were some places where I had mined into lava lakes and that produced some light.

I ended up mining into a large cave. I remember taking out two pickaxes and using them to climb the wall of the cave to get up onto another level. I started mining some of the ores when Sokka (from Avatar) shows up and starts yelling at me and giving me this really freaked out expression because I'm not mining properly.

He vanished or fell into some lava.

...

I appeared outdoors. I had no sense of where I was at first. Somebody (not me) said.

"We're on the night side of the planet. The sun will be coming up in a few minutes."

I looked up in the sky. There was this huge yellow-brown Venus planet and this smaller earth planet in the sky.

...

I arrive in some kind of basement or hideout. I feel like I'm still on the dark side of whatever planet I was on before, but now I'm underground. I'm also lucid for one reason or another. I remember the room being dark and having one table and two chairs. The only light is a single bulb hanging from a chain.

Manei is there, wearing what was by far her weirdest outfit yet. It looked like armor made out of a shiny silver metal with a scaled metal skirt.

"Okay... that looks seriously uncomfortable..." I remember thinking to myself.

I remember thinking of my old dream goal that I wanted to give her a headband, and that I wanted to follow up on that or hadn't done it or something. (Facepalms all around, I did that over 6 months ago...)

So for whatever reason, I decided that this time I was gonna make her a necklace. I found a copper chain, but that alone isn't really a necklace. I put it in my hand and closed my fist and tried to picture it becoming something more fashionable. What came out... uh... art skills, go!



"Ugh. I didn't meant to put my emblem on this time. If I wasn't so egotistical this wouldn't keep happening."

She took it and seemed really happy. But then when she put it on it somehow converted into a heavy metal collar and she started freaking out. I looked away from her and looked back and it was normal. (Gosh darn it I try do something nice and this ends up happening.)

"Sorry. I don't know what that was about."

...

There was some other part of this dream where I was flying. I was still on the dark barren planet, but there was one small square of green grass.

-WBTB-

I was leaving my Taekwondo studio along with my cousins. It was night time and I saw a female Darth Vader standing on top of one of the street lights. Yes, that's right. A perfect Vader, but with a female body.

She threw a smoke bomb and yellow smoke went everywhere. It smelled really bad as well. My aunt told everyone to walk in a line until we got out of the smoke. Everyone in the family got into a line except me. There were a couple random people that I didn't recognize at the end of the line.

I saw a light-saber blade appear out of the smoke and heard people getting cut and dying. Darth Vader was killing everyone in the line starting in the back. I told everyone to run.

Everyone ran away and the smoke cloud cleared away. I told them to run and I would fight. I was already semi-lucid. I saw a bunch of light-sabers in a pot in the landscaping of the parking lot. (Convenient...) I called one to me using the force. It was a double ended blue lightsaber. I turned it on.

We started fighting with lightsabers. After only a couple of strikes to one another, our lightsabers became toys with plastic blades. We threw them aside and started fighting in hand to hand combat.

I remember running at Vader and flipping her. She hit a wall. We exchanged a couple of punches and kicks; I dodged most of them. I tried flipping her again. This time she fell on the pavement. She staggered up. I kicked her back into the wall and then kicked her again in the face, causing her mask to crack. I didn't get to see who it was though.

...

It was daytime now. I was riding in the minivan with my cousins. They wanted to watch an avatar episode on the little TV that drops down from the top of the Minivan.

The episode was called 'Fat Zuko' and it was about what you would expect. Zuko becomes the fire lord and he becomes lazy and fat because he doesn't have to fight any more. Then he gets attacked by Aang and tries to run away but gets stuck in a narrow doorway and captured by the Avatar.

-WBTB-

I remember getting a tour of this multi level concrete building that looked sort of like a parking garage. except there were crops and flowers on all the levels. I was told it was eight stories tall, but I think it was only about five. I remember there was this pulley with all of these giant buckets on it. They reminded me of the buckets you see when you go to splash parks and they slowly fill then every once in awhile they pour.

The buckets would get pulled up linked to a mechanical system powered by wind turbines. When they got to the top and poured out the water would trickle down and water all of the plants in the structure.

Somebody was telling me how it was a new and environmental way of farming that used less space and energy. They said that it even worked for growing trees. They showed me this greenhouse section where they were growing oak trees inside. They said that they had to wait until the tree had a house-mass of wood. This meant that when you cut down the tree you would have enough wood to build a standard sized house.

The DC who had created it. (Marcus... this sounds like something Marcus would come up with...) showed me that all of the plants and trees were genetically engineered and grew withing weeks rather than months. The trees were also engineered to grow in about a month.

I remember also changed the genes of the trees so that the wood was bright orange colored so that loggers and mill workers would know instantly that it was from genetically engineered trees. Also, the wood was better looking that way, and furniture and decorating companies wanted to buy it more.

At the end of the dream I got shown to my 'Houselet'. It was essentially a miniature one room house with just a bed and a TV (no bathroom) built in a very nice natural setting in the mountains. My only complaint was that there was no bathroom

30 April 2015

After the show at school was over, I was assigned to take the box full of yummy goodies and supplements back to the classroom.
The visual perspective and colour of the dream seemed sepia and olden days.
An old classmate, Andrew, asked if he could have the left over sweet potatoes in the box. I obliged, thinking to myself that
they would go to waste otherwise.

Once in the class where the drop off was to be made i began scavenging for the expensive leftover, putting the AFA-Blue green algae from Klamath into my pocket.There where others in the room watch, although they did not seem to care.

A show ensued, and a dramatic fight scene followed..the kind you would see in chinese movies. One of the female battlers wearing gypsy white pants did an upside down impossible helicopter kick. The sight was hilarious and I woke up in a deep and throat laugh, thinking to myself "you know shits funny when you wake up laughing".
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Liam had just started at a new car company working under an Indian man. He seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself, as did i just shadowing there for the day.
A randomised computer key generator was able to find the code to unlock cars cd player, one that was readily available on the internet. This was a surprise as other mechanics paid a pretty penny for the program.
A twinge of jealousy had overcome me as I knew he would be earning more than me, and Matthew would be going overseas to make some money and buy a new Audi hatchback.

We all sat in a circle and they played a drinking card game, Nehanda and Annette( although it looked like Mardy) included. A bottle of vodka was soon opened and Annette started to drink.I opted out as I quit drinking, but was quite disappointed and frustrated that Annette gave into peer pressure that easily.

I was in a mall at night. I was in the entryway. I sensed that someone or something is after me. I started to run away. I went to the back part of the mall, and it's no longer night. It's daytime. The place just opened, and there's a small crowd gathering during the ribbon-cutting ceremony, which concluded just as I arrived. I vaulted over an obstacle and jumped around. The place looked like a mini-forest and obstacle course. I passed by (I was moving around all the time) a lot of net and adventure-like structures.

I was then kong-running (quadrupedal) along the road at night. It's a small two-way(?) road. I was running on the road itself, so I moved to the side (right) to avoid vehicles. I got tired and had to pause but worried that whatever was chasing me would catch up.

I ended up in some dorm or mini-mall. It was dark inside but daytime. I was hiding. I saw some people run. I also ran and jumped up a fence with spikes. Daytime. That's where the thing chasing me caught me. It turned out to be a devil. It wanted to kill me or possess me for some reason. I didn't feel fear but I felt so sad that I cried hard. I said something like I don't fear dying but I dislike the fact that I will no longer know/hear/learn of stories. I told the devil that I will willingly die if it will tell me a story.

He told me a story, I think, but I cannot recall. When it was time to die, I complained at first that the story wasn't done yet. He gave me some sort of ice-pick-looking knife with a flat and thick black handle. I was about to pierce my chest with it when the devil disappeared, cursing (or shouting?). I was in the living room in our hometown. I saw that the VHS tape got entangled. I got frustrated that it happened. My sister was there and asked her if she played that before and she said yes. I told her the last part got entangled.

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Notes:

- Slept at around 2 a.m., woke up at 8 a.m. due to alarm, slept, woke up at 11 a.m.
- Drank milk before sleeping
- Slept listening to Sam Harris' 26-minute meditation audio

Some years ago, when he was still very young, Bolt entered a rocket contest. Not long after launch, one of the engines failed causing the ship to fall from the sky, but the emergency parachute deployed at the last minute, saving his life. In the rocket with him at the time was a romantic interest of his, who was badly injured, and the man who designed the rocket, Bolt’s good friend Heinrich. Heinrich, unfortunately, perished in the accident.
After the incident, Bolt went underground for a while. A few years later, we’re hanging out at his mansion by the ocean:
We sit outside, Bolt and I lying on our bellies side by side in the long, manicured grass of his back lawn. Sitting criss-cross next to us is his little sister and one of Bolt’s friends. Bolt is young, yet, maybe 24, his disasterly rocket failing having occurred when he was not but 19. He’s always been a genius for rockets. His sister is younger yet, 14 or so. His friend also a bit younger, 19 or 20. Sitting in front of the four of us is Bolt and his sister’s private tutor. Tutor is trying unsuccessfully to give a lecture to the 4 of us. Bolt’s friend and little sister are dutifully paying attention, but Bolt and I keep getting distracted and giggling. At one point we even run off for about a half hour so he can fly me around in one of his smaller rockets. It’s an absolute blast. Pun completely intentional.
Coming back from our rocket foray, Bolt and I are giddy with laughter and adrenaline.
“That was crazy! I can’t believe you get paid to do that!” I say, panting from the exhilaration.
“Yeah, a butt ton too.” He says, still laughing.
“What do you do with all that money? You get paid—what—a million or so every time you go up in a rocket?”
“1.7 million, actually. And I honestly don’t know what to do with it all so I give most of it away to charities.” He says, shrugging as we settle back down before the Tutor.
Tutor snorts, “You don’t donate most of your money, you invest it.”
Bolt rolls his eyes, “fine, I do invest it, but a lot of those investments are into trust funds for charities. By the way, how are the investments doing?”
“All doing very well. You’ll be significantly richer before the day is out.”
Bolt nods, obviously pleased by this.
“Now,” says Tutor, “back to the lesson.”
The four of us nod and he continues talking, but I’m completely lost to Bolt, Beautiful Bolt. In the warm breeze his silken blond locks slip softly across his forehead. His strong jaw and supple skin beg to be caressed. His brown eyes are kind, and his body slim and shaped as though he were Adonis himself.
I interrupt the tutor. “Bolt, what’s your ideal kind of gal?”
He pauses to think a moment. “Hmm, I can’t say I have an ideal. I just want to find a girl who sees me for who I am. A girl who knows me and loves me anyway. A girl whom I could love and be happy with.”
I smile. “I could love you, Bolt. Could you love me?”
He looks at me then. Really looks at me. Then he smiles too. “Yeah, Ambrielle, I could love you.”
“I want to marry you.” I say, breathless at the thought that this beautiful, wonderful man might actually be mine.
“I would like that,” He says, still smiling. “I would like that very much.”
I’m totally overjoyed. I can’t believe what I’m hearing. Bolt, the handsome, rich, kind, loving Bolt wants to marry me. Me!
“…Someday.” He says.
“What?” I say, not really sure I heard him right.
“I would like to marry you someday. But not yet. Right now I have a craving for something, so I think we should wait a while to get married. …You know,” He adds, almost as an afterthought, “if I were to give you a piece of advice it would be to become Mormon.”
I think my eyes are going to fall out of my head they’ve gone so wide. “What?”
“Yeah, I mean, Mormons have it figured out. They’re such nice people and girls should protect their virtue. That’s really important. It’s not right for a girl to have sex with a lot of different guys. She should just be with the one she loves.”
I honestly can’t believe what’s coming out of his mouth right now. Here, all this time, I thought he was the perfect man for me. And yet, it seems he has a craving for virgins. Well, there’s nothing I can do about that now. My virginity is long gone and I’m not planning to convert anytime soon. I could become a born again virgin, but somehow I get the feeling that’s not good enough for him.
Standing abruptly, I walk away from him. There’s no reason for me to ever come back to this place, come back to Bolt. He’s no different than any other, shallow man.
Making my way inside the mansion, I find myself in a huge, bustling building. I guess I hadn’t realized how popular Bolt really was. As I step into the middle of the four story glass structure and peer up to the balconies of the stories above, all also packed with young adults, it hits me just how famous Bolt might be.
I sense a presence behind me and turn to find Bolt’s friend standing there, looking sheepish.
“If you like, I can show you where to get a really good drink in here.” He keeps his eyes low as he talks to me, and fidgets with his hands. I get the feeling he’s used to being over looked in the shadow of Bolt.
“I don’t have any money,” I say.
“Don’t worry,” he says, “it’s free.”
He looks up at me then and it’s as though I’m seeing him for the first time. His shaggy, black hair shines brilliantly under the florescent lights. His eyes are the clearest blue I’ve ever seen. He’s not much taller than I am, maybe 5’10 or 6 foot. Not like Bolt who’s a towering 6’5. And he wears glasses, slim ones, but as I notice this he takes them off and slips them into his pocket. Reading glasses, evidently. Cute.
I smile and nod my head, “I would like that then, please, lead the way.”
His eyes meet mine and he smiles genuinely, something I don’t think I’ve ever seen him do before. My heart skips a beat.

Sometime later Bolt announces his return from retirement and enters another rocket contest. He wants to fly Heinrich’s rocket again, convinced they’ve been able to fix it since the accident. On the day of the competition, the rocket fails again, and this time when the rocket falls from the sky the parachute doesn’t deploy. Of the 50 or so people who went up with him, most of them are dead and the rest are significantly injured. Again, Bolt is the only one to make it out alive and unharmed.
His competitor in the challenge turns out to be the girl he almost killed in the last rocket crash, his old romantic interest. She’s risen in the ranks to seek vengeance. In the end, I wake up before I get to see her fly. But I have a feeling she would have won.

Time to start again

Last night 2 tiny dream fragments that I don't remember in any great detail.

First one - Obviously influenced by the fact I was listening to breaking dawn on Audible while I dropped off to sleep last night, I have a vague recollection of dreaming something to do with Edward Cullen and I distinctly remember thinking in the dream that he was pretty creepy and did nothing for me

2nd One - Remember very little about this one too but it was something to do with me texting Andrew McCarthy (back when he was hot from pretty in pink) and pouring my heart out to him by text, to get a less than impressive response. I called him all upset, it turned out it was a total misunderstanding and he ended singing me to sleep in my dream with a beautiful song. It sounded a lot like the dwarf song about the misty mountains from The Hobbit, but it was in Gaelic.

Bad Driver

I was in a room thinking about falling asleep.I slowly started feeling I was in a dream and fell on another bed where another dc was present. I than left to go find Dawn. I ended up appearing near my house porch. Someone grabbed me from behind kind of ruff and it turned out to be Dawn. He than took me to a red sports car and sat me in the front than got in himself. He started driving fast but there were lots of slow drivers and a old lady in the way. He almost ended up hitting the old lady if i didn't take control. When he stopped he showed me to a apartment building and suddenly there was a shopping cart filled with bags near me. I decided to just bring it up and when we looked around it was a dark green apartment building and there were people in a line waiting to go inside a door."Why are we here?" I asked. But than this creepy music box song started playing."Oh, so that is why were here." i thought than called Dawn to come to me. He was with a group of other dream characters so i went to them instead. One of them mentioned how Dawn likes to change his voice from a scary guy into a scary girl. I than hugged Dawn and ignored what it said. When i woke up I was sort of in pain. - w -" If only i could stay in the dream longer.

Harassment

I was inside my house living room with my mom telling her about something weird that happened. The weird thing was that "when i went to answer the door a neighbor had to come by and ask our other neighbor what was the problem because my bottom lip felt real heavy." Than suddenly I heard the doorbell ring and my cousin who I will initial NE(Shes a few years younger than me) started calling me saying to hurry up and open the door because Chris's milk was getting warm. "Really? Do i really have to open the door for them?" I thought. After pondering it a bit i went to open the door. Her along with a bunch of other guys I assumed were my younger brother's friends than came in.

I went into the kitchen and noticed little girls playing with doll puzzle pieces. I tried collecting the pieces near the garbage and started to get the feeling they were mine. But than i just dropped them because the kitchen was now crowded with people. I looked around and noticed my older sister. She said hi and we started talking but than she started to talk with someone else than mentioned she was hungry. I found a cheesecake box with all sorts of cakes in it and offered her one.She took it happily and began to eat it. I knew others would want and asked my dad what I should do.When i saw a fat girl stuffing herself i decided to forget about it since they brought their own snacks.

At some point i noticed a guy climbing a building outside the kitchen window and asked my younger brother about it. He said it was normal and then the scenery began to change. My brother's friends jumped on a pole that led to a lower level in the house. Since my younger brother followed i did it too. We jumped down two poles and ended up in a huge, packed train station. I got the feeling there was suppose to be a event somewhere around. Maybe it was Halloween. I raced some girls down the stairs and swung on ropes that appeared when i thought about them. I thought about how weird that was but I also thought it was probably because i was just that awesome.

When we arrived where the trains were suppose to be it looked like a train station mashed together with a mall so we split up.I walked through the crowd until i stumbled upon a crew filming a show about a tall average black guy who i got the feeling was a priest.(Not by what he wore. More by how he looked) I wanted to walk through their place but not in the shot. The guy just walked in front of me and blocked me from going though. " I just want to go through." I said. He told me he wasn't going to let me through and grabbed me after sitting on the couch." Let go of me!" I yelled but the camera just kept filming even though i tried to show i was very uncomfortable with this.

Than suddenly the guy started humping my back so it was even worst now. Another black guy than came and told me that they were going to take me into a room where they could have fun with me. I managed to get away from the one holding me and ran through the crowd calling for help. But what i was really hoping for was my family to find me. The black guy who harassed me came after me and started saying all sorts of nasty things he wanted to do with me. Thankfully my younger brother came and asked me what was wrong. I told him that the black guy was trying to rape me. The black guy said he was going to have fun doing you know what to me in front of him so my brother hit the guy with something and i sort of tried fighting him too.

But than my younger brother took a barrel of cold water with ice, poured it on himself than tackled the black guy. I was surprised and thought it was some sort of secret power up for him. The black guy ended up being defeated but than my younger brother collapsed on the floor. I ran to my brother and tried to get him to wake up but he wasn't so i carried him in my arms and started asking if someone in the crowd was a doctor that could help me. No one in the crowd looked like a professional so i went upstairs. Hoping that if i could find my family it would be good too. But no matter how much i walked or called no one seemed helpful. Until I saw two familiar people. A old man and lady i know. " Can you help me? My brother needs to see a doctor quickly." I told them. The old man replied "Sure, we'll help. But everyone is getting ready to see the baseball game, you know."

I could hear the announcer of the game as we were walking through the crowd. But i stopped when i saw a familiar lady in the crowd. She looked like a doctor so i asked her for her help. At first she said no but when she saw us leaving she shouted for me to come back. She said there were a bunch of hospitals around outside but she would do her best to help. I told her my brother was really cold and suddenly he woke up, shivering and mentioned he was freezing. The lady took a white towel and put it around him. He than put his head under it too and i could see ice appearing around him and he looked like he was shrunk a bit. I thanked her and hoped we could get my brother to normal again.

Non-lucid
I'm at the theater, backstage. All of the thespians I know are back here, including Crash the dog. Since we're doing Annie, Mr. John needs him for the part of Sandy. Crash sits in a basket. I leave to go out front and watch the show.
It's a bigger theater than the one I'm accustomed to, and the seats are filling up fast! I decide to sit someone I've never sat, but once I get there I notice all of the seats are already taken. I look across the aisle to a girl who's a little younger than me, and ask "Can I sit with you?"
She smiles and nods, "Sure! C'mon over! You get to sit next to the bass player haha!" She pronounced bass like the fish, instead of the instrument. I sit in-between her and a boy around her age. The boy looks at her and says "Y'know I don't play a fish, right?" The girl laughs.
The show starts, but I talk to the girl. Apparently she paints, and she's showing me pictures of her paintings on her phone. "Well, I'm a painter myself..." I say, rather humbly.
"You are?! Do you have any pictures?" She asks with a big grin.
I nod and search through her phone to find the pictures of my paintings, but I can't find them. I find many pictures of a sunrise. But when I look closer, they're actually individual encaustic paintings of the sun rising. I look for them during the entire show, and I only look back at the girl once the show is over. I couldn't find any pictures. The girl has left, along with most everyone else, a few stragglers are leaving now.
"IS THE SHOW OVER?!" I shout to whomever is backstage and hear a "YEAH!" from a few voices.
Then, I wake up.

Stolen wallet

I was on a school trip to a huge metropoly. On the spot, I saw that it was only one shopping mall surrounded by wilderness. I could see huge mosquitos flying all around, and there were other animals too. With group of classmates from previous school, we went out of a bus, and headed for the shopping mall.

I went there with my friend. We took some baggages, as this was a trip for a week. We entered the shopping mall, which was relatively small place. We walked the stairway, it was really crowded. Suddenly I felt that something is not right. I put my hand into the pocket and saw that I have no wallet.

I told my friend about it, but he told me that I surely have it somewhere in the baggages. We went to the meeting spot. We waited for someone to tell us what to do next. I looked at the classmates, they were watching us and laughing for no reason.

I went outside, and saw my wallet lying in a little valley. I took it, and checked if something was taken from it. There was a picture of an ugly woman inside, and all the documents too. I checked if I still have my money, and someone took it. Suddenly two of the classmates appeared, and told me who did it. Angered I went on a rampage against the thief.

Holiday

It was during some kind of a holiday. Everyone was celebrating. I went to the kitchen and saw some pies and bottle of wine standing on a table. There were also some fruits. I took a melon with a hexagonal shape, and went to the living room. I sat on a couch, and ate it while friend of my brother was preparing to go. He looked a bit different, and was wearing black suit.

AWAKE/NOTES DREAM SEMI-LUCID LUCID


I did the jogging TOTM, but it's the end of the month already so I don't know if it will even count It was fun though.

I am outside. I see some toilets and they are pretty strange - I think that they are supposed to be used in public. My family was there. There were some tables nearby.

I am sitting on an iceberg. I can't remember how I got there but I am pretty sure that it was somehow connected to the previous dreams. I saw this hovering... thing. It was round and I think that it was supposed to display items in shops. It felt like it was normal. I got on it (I was semi-lucid at this point) and started floating somewhere, but it was a bit slower than Id like. I decided to go into the shops to get a faster one so I could fly around. While I was in the shops I gradually became fully lucid and tried control the dream more. I remembered the TOTM where I needed to jog as far as I can, so I ran out of the shops. The sky looked like a childs painting - there were many rainbows and smiley faces, and it looked as if it was drawn in crayon. The dream wasn't really clear so I stabilised it, but then I "realised" that one of my eyes was closed so I opened it. I was jogging along a path in a big feild. I soon reached the end of the feild where a big river started. There was a city in the distance. I created a path in the water and jogged along that path until I reached the other side. I saw a bunch of ports for ships so I tried to land on one of them but for some reason I flew left uncontrolably. It stopped but I was losing lucidity. I was trying to land on the path. It was quite dark and there were a few houses along the other side of the path. The atmosphere was a little unpleasant. I grabbed onto a branch but my hands suddenly started going numb and I thought that maybe there were some poisonous insects sitting on the branch, but I knew they wouldn't harm me because it was a dream. My hands and feet started burning (not literally - it was just a sensation) and I flew around. I soon "woke up".

I look at the clock and it is four-something, I'll have to wake up in less than two hours. I write some key words from the previous dream so I can remember them later and "fall asleep".

I am in school, I think. A guy comes up to me and asks whether he can borrow my inking pen to ink his drawing. I say no (I don't usually let random people borrow my art supplies - they might be to careless with them and break it somehow). Declan (a stupid guy I dislike) comes up to me and asks whether he should ink his drawing with a 0.8 or 0.3 inking pen, while holding one of my inking pens. I tell him that he can't borrow either, and that if he wants to ink his drawing, he can buy a cheap inking pen if he doesn't want to spend too much money. He doesn't want to buy it so he continues to annoy me. I tell him to use a black pencil then. He agrees to that idea.

I walk into a shop (declan is still there) and I see the lady who sells the food. "You can take a gift if you want. Choose something you like and you can have it for free." She says. I think it had something to do with easter. I consider taking a big chocolate egg, but I don't want to appear greedy so I choose something else.

I am in a building with many bunk-beds. There is a creepy atmosphere. I am semi-lucid, I think. I crawl on the walls and ceiling and then in one of the rooms there is a dead elmo bed and I at first put my bed stuff below it, but decided that I did not want to sleep in a creepy room like that. On the ceiling there were things made of pipe-cleaner craft things.

After this dream, I woke up and looked at the clock and it was around 3 am. I realised that the previous time I woke up and saw that it was 4 am was a false awakening, which means that I really didn't write any notes on the previous dreams so I had to really try to remember the lucid and try to piece together the events. I am going to do a RC before I write down my dreams from now on so I don't lose any details because of a sneaky FA.

Talent show

From camera's point of view I watched some kind of a talent show. I saw only one performance. I saw a group of weird men, wearing black trenchcoats. The jury sitting place was empty, and the audience was empty too. They were preparing for their performance, and suddenly they became still.

After a short while of non moving the music started. The weird group started dancing horribly, and sang Scorpions - The wind of change song from playback. All they really did was just make "mmmmh-hmmm" noise to the rythm.

Strange Minecraft

I was sitting on a bench in school. I took an old Nokia 6230i phone out of my pocket, found an apps directory, and entered it. There was only one app - Minecraft Pocket Edition. I decided to try it. After waiting for the game to load, it generated a new world immediately.

I spawned somewhere in the mountains. Seeking for a shelter, I went straight into a weirdly lit cavern. There was another player inside, surrounded by weird, silver barrels.

I'm not perfectly sure where precisely this dream started. I was together with a very large group of people in a 'company'. Actually this 'company' was just now being built, it was being built in an entirely separate dimension from ours, that began empty, but eventually the building, the parking lot, and indirectly also a beach, an ocean and a sky where created.
There was this one girl which had black hair, at first. To be honest everyone had black hair but that was a cloaking from the normal human society, their true hair colors where all somewhat purple or lavender. Her hair was lavender and she seemed to have a strong love interest in me, and it felt that while we were sitting in a train her interest in my calmed down, but I became interested in her. We arrived in a parking lot where I became weirdly lucid and parked a car by making it fly, though I really had to consciously fill in a lot of details which were not filled in by the dream (like sitting in the car, opening the door, and how I should be placed while doing these thing). Then the dream faded.

To be honest, I've been playing around with layering crystals close to my bed while sleeping, I picked the crystals according to Chakras, because why the hell not, the worst that could happen is nothing. Two of the stones I picked were the Atlantisite and the Tiger Iron, which previously had brought me the dreams with the purple haired dream demon Maya.
So the same stone helped along with putting 3 things into my dreams, more lively and engaging people, love interests and purple hair. My conclusion is that there is a high statistical chance that the crystals or at least those two had a positive energetic or at least psychological effect. I'll resume the experiment, hoping the positive effects won't fade, like usually all things of the kind do for me.

I was in some huge building, it was night and dark. I've been standing on some kind of ledge in the building and there was a huge glass facade in front of me. The floors were not actually connected to that wall, but rather one could fall down right beside the glass facade. On the facade there were weird crane/elevator like bots. I thought about reworking on of them in some way as I felt some danger from outside the building. Then I become somewhat lucid, and for some weird reason decided to summon Ryuuko (my dream alter ego) which carried me down onto on of the levels, which quite frankly didn't make sense.

Unfortunately I only knew that I summoned Ryuuko, I didn't even see her.

This dream was... weird, specifically weird. There was some kind of cupboard or so, and in one of the shelves was essentially a wall, like a mixture of a mirror and water. In the dream I've put my face through this material which caused instant lucidity, and oddly enough made me immediately consciously turn into a Gardevoir (yes, the green and white Pokémon). My face which I could see reflected looked already a huge lot like a female Gardevoir with some human features left when the dream already faded.