non-lucid

Ritual: WTB 1am, WBTB 4:45 to 6:15, woke 6:45 am with first dream, 8:30am with second.

DILD, "Canceled Movie": Theater, lights go down to start movie, then come up again, we all have to move, no clear reason. I lose track of my mom and brother. General confusion. I wonder if it is a dream. I feel convinced it is though I can't be sure. How to figure out? Reason, if it's a dream then in WL I should have already seen the movie and be able to recall it (dream logic!) I think back and can't remember what movie I watched today. Still not sure, need more substantive proof: levitate something. Point to stairs and levitate small random object; decide I need a barrette for my hair and it is one by the time it hits my palm. Pin back my hair. Okay, pretty sure I'm dreaming, that's good. Distracted by all the confusion around me still, people trying to figure out what is going on, don't think of tasks, wake up.

Note: I wrote the notes above hastily because I hadn't gotten much sleep yet and wanted to get back to bed as soon as possible. One detail I left out because it seemed too insignificant to mention was that in the dream, when I first got up and was gathering my things to leave the theater, I put two large jars in my purse and was surprised that they fit. I don't remember now what they contained, but I have the impression that at least one was a beverage. This is only relevant now because of what happened later.

I had made coffee late at night because I still had a lot of work to get done before the next day, but realizing I was too tired to simply stay up late, I decided to go to bed and get up to work after a few hours of sleep. I left the coffee to cool on the counter in the large mason jar that I always use to make it, hipster pour-over style. During my WBTB I again decided not to drink the coffee since I was planning to return to bed, and transferred it to a smaller mason jar with a lid that put in the fridge. The next morning, the coffee was still there and I was feeling groggy, so I brought it to work with me. At the end of a long day, as I was gathering my things to go home, I tried stowing the now-empty mason jar in my purse for lack of a better place to put it, and was surprised that it fit. I had a sudden flashback to the same thing happening in the dream that morning. The parallel felt eerily similar, though I had to reflect with amusement that if this was an example of dream precog, it only seems to happen for me with the most wildly trivial and insignificant events.

NLD, "Mountains, Goblins, Geisha": I'm part of a group that is planning to take a trip to a town high up a mountain. I show my friend a picture of the mountain, which is alarmingly tall and sheer, and point to the location of the little town three-quarters of the way up. I've been there before and am nervous about the drive because the roads are so dangerous. I'm convinced that when I remembered the drive I was actually drawing on memories from a different dream long ago.

On the mountain, we become the playthings of some goblins. I don't recall what they are doing to the boys, but the girls all have to make themselves up and dress like geisha. The goblins are telepathic, so we have to moderate our thoughts. We end up with psychological conflicts because we are obliged to maintain conscious thought patterns that are at variance with what we "really" think.

We are being housed in some dingy rooms with cheap blue carpets. I wonder if they were originally designed as dorm rooms, and that question makes me wonder where all of this is actually taking place. I sense the unreality of my situation, but I attribute it to the idea that we're being filmed.

I look out the window to see if there are any clues about our real location. In the window of the building next door I see a neon "Michelob" sign—it must be a bar! I look for more clues, and see a sign attached the building with the word "Make." That must be the name of the bar... later I'll have to google to see if I can figure out where such a place is located. My suspicions are that we're somewhere in the Catskills or Adirondacks.

Bits Of What I Can Remember

-I was with my parents and than something bad happened to my mom. I don't remember what it was though.Somehow this led to me entering a Dragon Ball Z world where Goku and Vageta wanted to help me but I would have to help them find the dragon balls first. We were flying around for a bit searching than something else i can't remember happened.

-I was talking to a person from dream views about the healing properties of berries. I mentioned how the red and black berries were good but the black ones get rotten quicker. For some reason it felt like i was talking to a horse too inside the dream but i'm not sure...After that i appeared on a bed in the room where i use to go to see Dawn a lot. I was with someone practicing how to make music on a acoustic guitar. I kept trying but it wasn't coming out right.

On a table next to me was a old looking computer. There was a photo of Dawn and the music i made for him was playing on it. But I wanted to delete it because i thought everyone would think it was awful. It was just a small tune playing over and over again and was annoying to listen to. I shut off the computer after that and tried to go back to sleep. The lights were off except for a lamp in the room.

-I was with my dad and my brothers inside my house trying to put clothes through a hole in the wall to pass it to my dad who was in the kitchen. After that I went around and my brother's phone started to ring. He told me how this girl kept calling him and he didn't even know who she was. I told him not to worry and that i would take care of it. I took the phone than answered it. A girl answered saying she was looking for a boy she liked named Andrew. I told her she had the wrong number and to stop calling since it was getting pretty annoying. I than walked to my parent's room.

She apologized on the phone and than i told her to look over the phone number again just in case she was dialing a number that was wrong. I could see numbers appearing on the wall and didn't think much of it. After that i woke up.

Eye Acting Crazy Again

-I was at a school gym where kids were jumping rope with their teachers. But I found it really weird since they were trying to jump rope while jumping rope on a bigger rope. After that i recall appearing in my living room.It was sort of dark.Eye appeared but he was sort of transparent than invincible and he was being pretty mean. I felt that he may have been influenced by my insecurities since i felt something negative about him. So I grabbed him and said " Be filled with love!" The funny thing is that he screamed at me than sort of changed into a red fire thing and exploded.

He came back though and was acting the same way.(I decided to just accept this part of him after that. It's not like I really hate it anyways - w -) He was trying to scare me and i thought about an old dream which triggered a creepy music box melody to pop up. I wasn't really scared of it though. Eye than grabbed me from behind and took me somewhere else. I ditched him though when we got to the place and ran into a room. There i saw two old men with purple bruises on their bald heads laying on the bed face down. I jumped over them and noticed someone looking at me through the window trying to freak me out. But they just looked stupid. After that Eye entered the room and took me to another part of the place.

There I saw a blonde man with a crown enter through a window suspiciously. Than I noticed other people walking around the place saying this was the grand canyon.It seemed like they were traveling and this was some old castle where people visit. Than i woke up.

Short but very vivid / interesting moments:

early:

+ I'm having sex with (the same, a new one?) beautiful girl. She's lying on her stomach, I reach across her body to her armpit and pull her, rolling her over on to her back. Her armpit is really warm/hot and quite wet, which I think makes sense since we were just "exerting" ourselves . She's lying on her back, then I'm on top of her, my face is right in front of hers, she has a really stunningly beautiful face, she says "Oh, from the front now?!" I say yes. Start going at it, but she's not into it. She says "15% of the time before my period <I don't want to.>" and we stop.

+ a religious ceremony in the distance

+ we're following a girl to her home, we want to see how well off she is. We're approaching a well-to-do, large apartment building. As we emerge around the corner to see the building fully, I look up and see the middle floors of the building, and think she may have an entire floor to herself, which would be a very sumptuous apartment. We do not go in the main entrance, we walk around the side, and instead of entering a doorway, she starts climbing up ladders. "Really!?" I say in disbelief. One, two, three times she climbs up ladders to the next level, and enters the home from the outside (via a window?). There is a protective thing on the windowsill that protects the (squirrel feeder?) from being broken, but I'm sure my son will still step on it and break it since he breaks things alot. I'm sure my son will not like all these ladders.

I go down the hill meet the guy who's coming to meet the girl (I'm matchmaking), it's my friend RW. He's walking up the hill holding and eating a chicken wing. I tell him he shouldn't probably be eating that right before going to meet the girl. Then he's my son and we're meeting another guy at a <foreign> club, we go by the guy and don't talk to him. I think that in the rules of courtship, if any one of the females rejects the male, all of the women will reject him, so it's best to plan well so that you don't get rejected.

broken WBTB, failed WILD, insomnia

nap after breakfast, also very short dreams but quite vivid moments, looking closely at little objects

+ I'm thinking about sex with a girl, I think that it's best if my friend starts it because he's a "playa" and then I will step in once he gets going and take over. Brief visuals of one position. I'm then lying in bed (FA?) confused, the girl's mother is standing over me and one of her friends, they're both looking daggers at me. I'm trying to figure out the time, they're early I'm sure, I keep looking at my digital watch and I can't read the time (or it keeps changing). The mother says "just wait till I tell her father." It turns out the girl was underage and my life is ruined because everyone found out. I'm then in a crowd of the same people and they're mostly on my side.

+(f) in car pulling up to curb by suburban house

+ watching bizarre animated puppet displays at park, highly intricate made from hundreds of moving parts, levers (and puppets?), a thug takes my friend's place at our table. I want to tell the thugs "that place's taken" but I don't. My friend returns and says "that place's taken."

+ I'm up above on a ledge looking down into the area below where an orchestra is set up and playing/rehearshing. I see the <my instrument> section right there. The guy there says I should have brought my instrument. He then offers me one of his spare instruments to play, I see him setting up a duplicate, he hands me his, which is made of black plastic. He hands me a mouthpiece and I look at it closely: it's weird, it has wires on it in strange places, I look closely and it looks like the mouthpiece has a little beard made of two balls of the wire attached to the bottom of the piece. I blow into the mouthpiece a few times and it seems to make the proper sort of sound that it should make, but big clouds of dust fly up into the air. I try playing the instrument, but it's become like an inflatable toy version of the instrument, and after I blow in it it loses the inflating air and starts to deflate/collapse in my hands.

Someone says we're wasting time with this meaningless instrument/music stuff, we're missing the (diplomatic?) presentation, the group leaves. We're outside trying to find where the group went, I see one person entering a building ahead. We see another building/room made of glass walls (DS) and we see inside it's a sort of arranged dance party. Inside, seated with her back against a wall, a buxom black woman showing massive cleavage wearing an "inflatable mattress" bra that increases her cleavage, she says that her "boobs are on the internet" (also related to the bra?). I'm severely embarrassed when by wife sidles up to the woman and starts making dance moments with her arm and upper body.

I'm trying to parallel park a small car and having trouble. I can't get the angle of entry right. I see that there are two people (in a car?) outside my car where I'm trying to park, one guy with his hand outstretched to ward off my car. I think that's ridiculous, he can't push my car with his bare hands. After trying to park a few times, I decide to give up, the guy says I should go to the next area and put my car by his sports cars so that nobody tries to park near them. I go through an archway and see cars parked there , but his cars are child-sized push-cars, bright red and sporty looking. I move my car which is now also child-push-car sized to take the free spot by them.

I see on the sidewalk my very large set of nice binoculars. They have been there a long time [false memory], and I'm astonished that nobody stole them in this time. I see that someone has balanced a very small glass dish (like a miniature ashtray) on top of the right eyepiece. I pick up the little dish and look at it closely for a moment. Then I pick up the binoculars and look through them for a moment while waking away back through the arch.

Indoors, I'm placing fresh hot-out-of-the oven large/strangely-shaped cookies onto a plate on a counter. I then put store-bought but heated huge muffins dripping some kind of syrup on the plate as well. Somebody says "I'm not eating that."

Oh, Joy of joys! I went to bed at a reasonable hour last night, and was awarded with a nice plot-like dream!
I will separate it into little chunks.

Mafia Wife is Thirsty:

I was the New Jersey-esque wife of a Mafia boss. Just imagine that Mafia wife show, or Melissa Tomei in "My Cousin Vinny", but older. Like 40s. Skinny, flashy jewelry, tacky yet expensive looking clothes. For one reason or another, I was wandering the sewers, perhaps hiding from someone. I remember large tunnels made of cement, some rounded like a sewer, others roughly cut into the cement to create holes between on area and another.

I must have been thirsty in this dream, because if you read this you will notice a theme to this!

Suddenly, I found myself in what looked like a boiler room or 1960s control room to some factory. Everything was tightly packed together, large rectangular computer systems with gauges, buttons, and knobs on them. The walls were lined with these large computer machines, and others formed small aisles to one side. The whole placed glowed with the red of an emergency alarm light flashing, and yellow lights supplemented the red for lighting. In this tiny room, small little Dwarven men worked hard, dressed in construction gear. What they worked on specifically, I couldn't tell you. But they were the engineers who controlled the computer systems in this room. They pushed buttons, read gauges, and turned large industrial sized spigots to control the flow of, what I guessed, was whatever was puddling all along the floor.

Perhaps ankle deep, brightly colored liquid with a smoothie-gooey consistency covered the floor of the control room. Depending upon where you looked, the giant mess of liquid was different colors: orange here, purple there, yellow in the back. Throughout this puddle, swirls of white were also present.

I was thirsty. But someone was chasing me. I had no time to look for something more sanitary, or less smoothie thick. Listening cautiously for footsteps approaching the room, I grabbed out a striped straw and poked it into a puddle of red liquid. It tasted like Hawaiian Punch fruit punch. I think I knew this liquid was drinkable. But, it was a smoothie. Not very thirst quenching! I kept sucking on the straw hoping for that layer of juice that usually melts underneath the smoothie. I got some of that, but not enough to quench any kind of thirst. The little dwarven men told me to hurry up, since someone was coming. I tried as much as I could with the red punch liquid, then ran off.

Destroying property in NYC:

Next, I was with my friend "B" in NYC. I guess we decided to go there on a whim. (I live very close to "The Big Apple" IRL, and go there frequently with my friends and family.) We decided to go to a grocery store there, of ALL PLACES one could go in the big city. We were in the produce section. Suddenly my friend had a sudden desire to wreck different fresh items in the store, kind of like as a prank. A nonsensical prank. She's also vegetarian, so she may also had been doing it to teach this particular grocery store a lesson.

I didn't want to have anything to do with her prank, humorous intent or not. I didn't think it was right, and told her that we should leave before anyone saw us. I went to another part of the store, because I was thirsty, and wanted some nice refreshing fruit to quench my thirsty. I remember grabbing some white grapes. They're so juicy, of course they were going to help me out! By the time I went back to my friend. she was hiding behind a vegetable rack as some store employees were within our line of sight. I looked down, and she told me she already had started her idea. A pack of a dozen eggs lays open infront of where my friend crouched, and she had poked and crushed each one so that no one would know they were getting soggy eggs until they opened the box. I knew we had to get out of there now, so I believe we avoided the guards and ran out of the store.

My sister and her boyfriend were also in NYC, on a separate trip. As I ran ahead, I bumped into them. It was nice seeing them! I think they were trying to avoid something, or were in a hurry for some reason. My sister's BF specifically was in a rush, and felt they didn't have time to talk to me. I tried to talk them a bit, but realized I left my friend B behind. I went back to get her.

I feel we were all running from something, like we, or all of the city, was evacuating.

As for the setting of the city once I left the grocery store, I went up a stairway/escalator to the street level. Everything on the block was kind of cramped in, like I was in a clean alleyway that was closed in yet open enough to let regular ample light down to where we stood. Three tall buildings made up the walls of where we stood, and I think one of these "walls" had a stone archway in it to lead to somewhere else. I remember red doors, black metal fencing, and I think even a British royal guard with the big fluffy hats. Maybe for this smidge of my dream, I was in London!

I woke up.

As you may have seen, I was obviously thirsty for something sweet and fruity! I took a large, large swig of the Iced Tea Snapple I kept by my bed that night and went back to sleep for a little bit.

The next thing I remember is packing drinks into a soft lunchbox style cooler, because me and my sister and her BF were leaving wherever it was we were. Either that or we were packing things away to go to a drinking party. More drinks! We were in an older style house, decorated as if it hadn't been redecorated since the 1970's. Wood paneling, hurricane lamp styled chandeliers, and the colors of harvest gold and rusty orange occupied this kitchen. Linoleum flooring and particle board counter tops, yuck. I put a couple of Redd's Apple Ale into my cooler. My sister, I think, gave me a half opened Coke in an old fashioned glass bottle and asked me to try to stuff it in there with my drinks. I couldn't fit it. I think I ended up drinking it and putting the empty bottle on the counter top.

For some reason, Michael Jordan was there helping us pack various things. I guess he was our friend.

Thats about it really. I got up again, grabbed a fresh bottle of Snapple, and drank that too. I also made sure to have fresh oranges and a banana for breakfast, since I was craving fresh fruit juice!
Now I have a craving for white grapes, and a desire to have a yummy Jamba Juice.
Thats all!
END!
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Possible Inspirations:
MY UNQUENCHED THIRST!
I saw Chappie yesterday. (Screw the reviews. See it. It is awesome.), and that may explain the theme of evacuation in the dream. Also the slight British-ness of it, although the movie took place in South Africa.

A girl and I are in a large tower with a spiral staircase winding up untold heights through the stone walls. It becomes apparent that there is an evil spirit chasing us. We run up the stairs for a while, then duck into a room. I run back out to distract from the girl and run up the stairs some more. But the girl doesn't hide like I thought she would. Instead, she decides to sit on a table and just face the door, waiting for the spirit to get her, as if by seeing it, things will be okay. I get a feeling of doom as I see the creepy spirit woman rush through the door and tackle the girl. My heart sinks in my chest. But there are more harmful things nearby, and nothing else I can do for her, so I try to stay hidden to fight another day.

(This was a lot cooler when I first woke up, but I went back to bed for 3 hours, then went to work, so some of the details have eluded me at the moment.)

I recall only a brief fragment of the dream. It showed a few days of my life. Driving to school, and going back home. I was trying all my best, but I couldn't accomplish some kind of a task. I tried day by day, but whenever I was closer to completion, I lost. One day I came to conclusion that the task is really simple and doable, but it's beyond my possibilities to do this.

I was in our condo. I went to the elevator. I wanted to go to the ground floor. There are a lot of people. I just remembered that I forgot to bring something and considered going back to our unit. Then, almost simultaneously, three elevators opened and people filed in. I went back to our unit to get whatever it was that I forgot.

I was in a plaza/park in a school. We were doing QM (quadrupedal movement) on the rails. It was daytime.

I vaguely remember something about an RPG. Nine squares on the screen to complete something. Riding horses up a cliff or plateau.

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Notes:

- I went to sleep around 4 p.m. because I was feeling sick.
- I woke up around 10 p.m., although I woke up around 8 p.m. as well.
- Felt sick throughout.

Don't Know Where I'm Going

I was running outside in a city where Asian people were only suppose to be. A Asian guy was mopping a sidewalk with something and it looked like it was changing to a rainbow color. I ran trying not to be seen and ended up inside a office building where a lady saw me. She tried to stop me but i just kept running and jumping until I appeared in a elevator. I tried to open the elevator and a guy who i thought was my older brother, but younger, told me that to wait and it'll open. But than the elevator started shaking like crazy.

I tried to force the elevator open but than i was told it was too late. The elevator sort of dropped a bit and than turned around. After that it started flying for a bit and someone who was in the elevator told me not to worry because we would be reborn as fish. The scene began to change into a underwater sea life. I was thinking to myself how i did not want to be a fish and than it was over.I appeared on a bed inside a house that was supposedly suppose to be mine. I looked under the covers and saw many little tiny white circles and assumed they were fish eggs or small bugs that ended up on my bed. After that i saw a drawing of myself appear in front of me and the dream started to change.

I reappeared in a different room, on top of a bed. When i looked to my side i saw a pink couch and thought about how weird it felt to be inside this room. I than got up and thought about who i wanted to call into the dream. More characters began to appear and i started to feel a little uneasy. I prayed for a bit because i felt i was trying to venture into something i shouldn't have been trying to venture in. I walked into a hallway that began to look more like the hallway in my house. Than all of a sudden a man in a long dark blue robe who was supposedly Asian flew into my dream. He had a small blue bible in his hand and a small cross in his hand.

He flew to a white cabinet on top of the wall in the hall and put it inside than left. A voice came out of no where and said he died of a illness and was married to me. I didn't like where the dream was going so i left that room and went searching for Dawn. I ran into my room and found him sleeping on my bed. I closed the door and lay on the bed beside him. He looked like he was 10 too. I didn't really know what to do since i was kind of scared so i just closed my eyes and decided to fall asleep in the dream to see where it would take me.I ended up appearing in another room where i was eventually was chased with arrows.

I tried calling Eye into the dream than and he appeared but as we were making our escape on a ship outside the window we began to transform into mini rpg like characters.Dawn and kiro appeared and were with us too as rpg characters. We were just flying for a bit on the ship together until I started to wonder somethings about God. That's when the dream shifted and i appeared on a couch. I saw cute hats falling in a pink background setting and a voice appeared saying they didn't mean for me to see the hats. They just like making them. I than began to see people walking and talking in a group with small angel wings on their backs.

They looked like casual people and i recognized one of them. So I got up and looked around some more. I noticed a blue clock with cat ears that had a bar filling up on it, on top of a table. I thought of it as the lucid time i have left and decided to leave the setting. After that the dream characters began to disperse and change into little kids. I walked to a room where i found a phone and decided to see if i could get Dawn into the dream again. I dialed two numbers than focused on Dawn."Hello?Is this Dawn?" I asked. A girl answered unsure of what i was talking about. I said "oops.sorry, wrong number." than hanged up the phone. After that i pressed numbers again and focused on Dawn and a girl came up on the phone again."Is Dawn there?" I asked.

The girl said no in a annoyed tone and to dial the name instead of pressing two numbers over and over again. I felt stupid after that and decided to forget about the phone. I walked over to the next room and noticed a part of the place that looked like a small balcony. I went to it and saw that there was a group of Spanish men who were holding guns below me.They began to sing as if it was a old Spanish western show. I got bored watching them and told the dream characters that were in the setting to go back inside but they did not listen.

I found a radish on the floor and bit it. Than walked back inside to get water. In the background I could hear Sheen's voice from jimmy neutron talking about the guys with guns.Woke up after that.

* I had two other dreams but i forgot what they were about. I know there was some lucidity in the others though.My dream signs obviously worked but i really don't know what to do in my dreams. OTL I want to do something more meaningful.

Bedtime: 12:00 (Got in bed at 10:00, wrote in my waking journal for 2 hours. I had a lot to talk about.) I'm also a little bit sick.

I had a long nonlucid dream. I have no memory of what it was about.

WBTB

I had a terrarium where my drawing board is in my room. In it were three magic gerbils. One was pink, one was indigo-ish blue and one was bluish green. They could talk in these high squeaky voices and were as intelligent as any human. They had this little symbol on their side. They kind of reminded me of the likes of My Little Pony or Care Bears or something.

And while having these guys around, at first glance sounds girly and stupid, they were actually pretty handy to have around. They granted me special powers, and were actually pretty reliable friends.

I was in the kitchen having breakfast. Since the gerbils were magic and intelligent they could come out of their cage and I could rely on them to run away or something. They would regularly come outside the cage whenever I wasn't sleeping. A government agent jumped out and grabbed me from behind. Another one grabbed the three gerbils and put them into a cage. He started to carry them off.

"Help us, Jade!"

The government agent was trying to hold me still while they took the gerbils away. I tried to elbow him but it didn't do much. He just adjusted his grip and held that arm so that I couldn't move it.

I then thought about martial arts movies and how sometimes they can kick the bad guy over your shoulder if you kick really high. I decided to try that move even though IWL I can't do it. It worked and I knocked the guy out. I ran outside and saw the guy carrying the gerbils, in a cage to the car. I ran up behind him and kicked him in the back. He dropped the glass cage, that broke and the gerbils ran out.

I forgot that they wouldn't run away, and tried to scoop them up with a cup that I found in the garage. Another government agent showed up and tried to grab me. I dropped the cup in surprise and it broke. The gerbils run out.

"Don't worry about us! Stop them!"

The three ran off as a group and went into a hole in the outside of the house. I moved into the uppercut agent. He had a Taser and tried to shock me. I ducked under his arm and elbowed him in the back. He fell over and hit his head on the hood of my mom's car.

I then saw a fancy old white car pull up and a really old man with a top hat got out. As he got out, I was trying to figure out what this situation was, and remembered that just a few minutes ago, I was trying to WBTB. I became fully lucid. I knew that he was the leader of the government agents and I was going to have to fight him.

I started to walk toward him. He started to walk toward me and took of his jacket to reveal very muscular looking arms.

"Mr. Free, come to finish this once and for all, have you?" (wat?)

We kept walking right into close range. He gave a telegraphed punch. I swept into the ground dodging him and picked up a piece of ice off the sidewalk. When He turned around, I threw it in his face.

"Augh!"

He tried to kick at me in close range. I stepped back. He threw another kick, roundhouse this time. I ducked under it and kept moving back. I then jumped back, but before hitting the ground, boosted myself forward with my flying technique and kicked him with both legs. He tried to block but staggered back almost to his fancy white car. I moved in and kicked him in the solar plexus.

I woke up and my right leg was straight up to the ceiling. I guess my Taekwondo classes don't mesh perfectly with lucid dreaming after all.

And the reason that I say this was a mini WBTB was that the last time I looked at the clock was 7:33, and it was now 7:42. Meanting that the whole dream took less than 10 minutes.

I really think that pairing WBTB with MILD is the way to go from here. I've had so much success in such a short time-frame.

3.16.15

Last night bed 9pm - 5:04am for WBTB

Israeli suq
I'm walking through a bazaar in Israel. It's covered, like the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul, but not as nice or large. It has halls with different items. I find one with gifts, one with food or meat, and when I get to one with animals, I quickly turn back to find something else. Everything has signs on a cardboard paper in hebrew or english and also arabic scribbled on it. I can tell arabic is secondary language here. I realize it's not easy to orient ourself there. I see a sign that has a map of all the halls with merchandise. Most of the merchants there are old men and they are looking at me as I don't belong. Sure, white and girl, I do feel bit uneasy.

Ed, you old dog you!...my first full sexual encounter and at the seaside! Talking to your brain clearly works..although I didn't ask for this to be honest...

Nil points for my chat up line...basically, it seemed to be "what do you reckon?" The first recipient of my deathless prose was a large woman who seemed to have piercings. She apparently didn't reckon and became very loud and angry in her objections..a relief really because piercings are definitely not my thing.

The next lady certainly seemed to reckon and we peeled away in search of a suitably secluded area...down a dark alleyway, sharp turn right and up a bit to a grassy knoll...hold on...weren't we on a pier? We immediately got down to it...foreplay was clearly in line with my seduction techniques...non-existent. Then I made the mistake of looking down...

My member had full marks for length, but it was like a thin black tube. Presumably, as with hands, the brain just doesn't do any extremities very accurately (particularly length). The sex was disappointing...but then I've read that somewhere before. Don't take offence Ed, it's not your fault...you just need to get out more.

Then, as often happens in my dreams, I'm suddenly somewhere else and trying to get back to where I was before. (major D/S i.e. searching, lost, looking for something...then, aren't we all?) It should have been easy... down the alley, sharp right and up a bit but no...the scenery shifters have clearly been hard at work.

The rest of my dream involves me wandering aimlessly about. There are now multiple hillocks with trysting lovers atop...how does a pier hold all that dirt and grass? Finally I get to what I think was my grassy hillock and I peer upwards...but there seems to be a party going on up there...and I woke up

I'm not making this up...it was a clear dream (A good sign for me because it represents a step in the right direction.) I'm not that disappointed in the poor quality of the sex because I just know I'd get hooked and I have other priorities...and once again, thanks Ed you're a diamond and I'm glad I'm coupled-up to you...in the platonic sense of course...

What amazing recall I have...ugh. I know absolutely I dreamed last night, I just can't remember 90% of it!

Here is what I DO remember

- Some kind of mass disease situation going on, and alot of families driving to the local CVS and camping out there, waiting for a cure. The disease effected children, so everyone camping out had at least one child. I also remember a creepy guy there. I don't recall if he was trying to get the kids away from their parents to kidnap them, or if he was the one handing out the cure to the disease. In some way he was manipulating the parents or kids. The parents may have been hanging out in the parking lot in hopes of him releasing it.

- In order for kids to be selected for the medicine, a match-up style game had to be played between two opponents. Kind of like a tournament. The game involved a shoebox sized wooden box with little wooden tiles inside. It was basically candy crush meets scrabble, I think. Matching up of different styles of the wood tiles was definitely part of it.

Thats about it. Hopefully writing this down will cause my brain to leak out more detail on the next dream~!

INSPIRATIONS: So obvious. I was talking to someone I call "semi-creepy guy" to myself, because he is..semi-creepy. So, as a result, I had a creepy stalker guy in my dream.
Also, I have lately been addicted to the new Candycrush game, hence my certainty in the kind of game that was played in my dream.

1. I become aware that I’m lying in bed. The atmosphere feels weird. The shadows on the wall look odd.

Now I’m facing the other way, looking at my fan’s light. It morphs from a round circle to a star shape, and I’m shocked. I realize that I could be lucid dreaming. I look over at my clock and it says 1:00.

But when I do a memory RC it’s fine? Then I look at the clock and it says it’s only 11:00, just about 40 minutes after I laid down for bed.

Note: I wonder if I was dreaming for part of it, but then woke up. It was pretty choppy.

2. I look out a window to my right and see a balloon floating in the yard, I hurry outside to it. It’s got a bag filled with something to anchor it down on the end of the string. I see more of them around the yard and remember that there’s some event going on here at grandma’s house.

The balloons are starting to float up into the sky and I think that the anchors sure didn’t last long.

I’m making my way through the back yard by riding on some kind of ball (similar to a soccer ball). There are caravans and animals everywhere, either sharing caravans or lying on cloths on the ground or just wandering around. I first come across one with a deer in it, and I wonder if it’s a dead one that grandpa hunted. But when I get a closer look, it seems to be alive, and there’s some kind of feline predator in there with it but it’s just lying there too, staring at me.

As I pass along, I come to realize all the animals are a mix and they don’t seem to be attacking each other.

I’m kind of nervous and focus on making my way through everything. Some fox-dogs appear and one of them nips at me (they look kind of like the dogs from a previous dream but I just knew they were dangerous and more fox-like).

I come across an elliptical that I think looks like mine, only bigger and it seems to have a seat, but it has clothes draped all over it. I think ‘what a waste’.

Somehow I end up knocking clothes off of it but keep going. I feel kind of guilty though and end up going back to haphazardly drape them back on it. When I get to the carport I see another elliptical.

I’m back in the room I started out in on the bed. Mom comes in looking for someone’s number. I find two slips of paper with numbers that have some 2’s and 0’s in them and other writing, but one is longer. I compare them and say that they’re the same.

I think they didn’t work or something, because I end up saying that I have Matthew’s phone number in my phone.

Mom has my phone now and a ringtone starts playing of ‘The World is a Vampire’ by The Smashing Pumpkins.

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage ♪
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage ♪

Except it sounds kind of clipped around the ‘rage ~ I am’ part and I think that she must be fast-forwarding through it. When I heard it I looked over at her like ‘oh, so you went and listened to the song?’ (see inspiration notes).

She’s talking to him now, and I think I’m lying down and kind of out of it. I tune in for a moment and think how awkward it is to be listening to this so I tune back out.

“Hello? Matthew? I have a feeling you’ll be calling me back.” I hear. Matthew had hung up so she’d left a message.

She tells me that she likes taking any opportunity she can to remind him of work, and that he’s built up this whole fear about it. I want to add that Rane works hard and is still able to make time for other things like Jack.

Inspirations: Grandma has an elliptical and I found out she put it out in the yard. The fox-dogs probably do come from the dogs in a previous dream. I’ve had multiple dreams that were about the dream mystery that is the back yard of my grandma’s house. IWL they own a large property so the back yard is big. Not a bad place to dream about! Yesterday I sung that line of ‘The World is a Vampire’ and mom was like “??” so I told her about the song and how it was the theme for ‘Whale Wars’. So in the dream, I thought she had went and found the song to listen to afterword. The Matthew thing is complicated but he was my sister’s ex and had issues that caused them to break up.

There's a human woman who, when looking at a particular vampire through a mirror, would see a reflection of him that no one else could see - or rather a sort of different version of him, seen far off and from a distance, performing different actions. She's never been sure exactly what this means. He believes that she's been seeing something like his soul, or another side of him - he saw it as something like a hope for salvation. Right now, though, he's leaving town; he's loading luggage into a car, and both he and his sister are dressed in a drastically different, more formal style than she's ever seen them wear before - she thinks of it as out of character. But it only seems that way to her because they're destroying the personas they've been using with these particular identities and creating new ones, and she's never seen them do that before.

She's standing on the sidewalk, talking to his sister, and she's saying, but what about those visions of "the man in the glass" - how can the two of them just leave her without finding out what her visions meant? The sister says those visions were just illusions that he's ready to move on from.

I'm in a fortress that's been evacuated, watching a woman who's been advising me as she treats this survivor we'd found lying unconscious in the hall. Now that she's conscious again, my advisor comes to me and says we're in luck; the woman's the head of a noble house and she considers her loyalty as being to the throne itself, not to any particular claimant, so she's willing to pledge her sword to me. I'm aware that there was some previous meeting that had declared me the legitimate claimant to the throne, and that's what's determining this woman's decision, not that we've saved her life; if the meeting had declared in favor of someone else, she'd be supporting that person instead.

The character side of me is surprised by this statement about pledging her sword; I say to my advisor, what, again? I'd had to find three noble houses to declare their swords to me, I'd managed it, there'd been a ceremony - that part's done now, isn't it? My advisor can't believe I'd say such a thing; exasperated (rightfully so, the observer side of me thinks), she explains that I need all the swords I can get, especially now as we're making for Hightower - I have a mental image of entering a military encampment and seeing the top of a round tower of brown stones in the distance. I see her point now that she's said it, and I think about the route between here and Hightower, and all the noble households located along that route. I hope we don't have to repeat the actual ceremony each time.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm part of a group of people protesting some issue, focusing on a sort of police force in a particular community but with broader implications. Trying to figure out how best to handle this, I enter the mind of the man in charge of the police force, trying to see what would sway him, what approach he would listen to. I find that the problem isn't our approach, it's that nothing coming from this source is going to sway him - even if my group convinced every last person in the community to unite and speak up, this man sees our community as a problem to be solved, a situation to be managed. If the police force is going to change, it needs pressure from someone else.

I travel to the mind of that man's superior, a political position. He's more sympathetic to the issue in the community, but he won't act just based on sympathy; it's important to him that he make "impartial" decisions about where to focus his limited time and resources. If public opinion among the area he serves as a whole was pressuring him to focus on this issue, or particularly influential groups or political powers, then he would focus on it. He considers this the most responsible approach.

Following the trail of political influence, I eventually come to the ruler of the country. He would be surprised to be asked about this issue at all; he considers it outside of his jurisdiction. This is the church's responsibility.

I come to the leader of the church, the equivalent of a pope. She also believes this isn't up to her; this is an issue for each nation to decide.

I missed recall the past few days. It was st.Pats here and it gets a little crazy.

today I had a few fragments, one I remember almost the whole dream but am missing a lot of details and transition from room to room.

fragment 1: me and a group of people were out in the woods on a late fall day, the leaves were pretty much off the trees, and it was an overcast(cloudy) day out. there was a squirrel in a big tree in front of us and i decided to shoot at it with my pellet gun. it hit and the squirrel fell and i walked over to it. it wasn't dead yet though so i put it down so it would not suffer. i think i was going to bring it to the camp site but the dream ended.

the next dream i was trying to sneak into a big complex in the mountains. to get into the place, i was swimming underwater most of the way. the building was in the mountains but had a lot of water under it. so i came out a few places but it took a while to get where i wanted to. some of the rooms looked blocky like minecraft. i found my way in eventually. the building looked like it was make of blocks for the most part. the rooms were mostly white, futuristic looking with a few black contrasting blocks here and there. i would keep ending up in small workshops throughout the building that wouldn't be futuristic and look like unfinished concrete basements with a lot of tools and machines separated with yellow rails. i made my way into a big lab room that was like it was before and heard people coming behind a door, so i went through it and it looked like i was in a long hallway to a hospital, and i started putting blocks down as a barrier and went bak into the lab room , closed the door, and locked it. the doors were not like normal doors. they were big thick doors with a lot of metal and moving parts. probably blast proof. after that i went out of the lab through a new hallway and ended up in another concrete room.

next thing i knew i was in a restaurant that looked like hooters, and all my fraternity brothers were thee and we were having pizza. i stayed and talked for a bit but left soon. i was outside at night looking for my truck to drive home but i never found it. i woke later.