non-lucid

I'm disembodied, following a man as he walks out of a stone fortress through a side door. He's upset. I'm trying to mentally push him into making a choice that he doesn't see yet - there's a group of people staying at this fortress, and when they leave, I want him to leave with them. I need him working with them, and he'll be much happier as well. It only hasn't occurred to him yet because that would be desertion, which I think of as a minor nuisance. He's in a position of command in this semi-military, semi-religious order, a position he'd never wanted, and I've been mentally pushing him to focus on all the ways he feels trapped here.

The fortress is surrounded by an evergreen forest, and there's a little snow here and there. He stops right outside the door, believing that he's just getting some air. He's thinking about that group traveling through that I want him to leave with, and thinking about how his order can't show emotion, contrasting it with that group. He's looking at something on the ground that I can't see, and he's thinking that he'd be crying right now if he was capable of it.

I push him to walk further from the door - he thinks of it as walking aimlessly, but I have a direction in mind. There's several tables set up from something going on here during the day, mostly empty now. He looks over the devices assembled on one of them - he doesn't understand how any of them work, but he feels like he's spent all day protecting this stuff from overly curious onlookers, and managing the nobility, and running errands for the great and the good - it seems completely ridiculous to him that this is his life. It's the opposite of where he ever expected to be.

He keeps walking. I make sure he focuses on the little pool of blood on the stone ground here, a dozen or so dead crows around it, deliberately placed in a certain formation. One of his men had called it "a battlefield for crows" earlier. He has absolutely no idea what this disgusting thing is for, it's just one more thing he's had to keep people away from today. As he's looking at it, he sees someone standing at the edge of the woods. He's startled; at first glance, it looks like the man who used to be in command here, who'd moved on a few months ago and left him in charge. He feels relieved - and by feeling the extent of that relief, he's just now become really aware of just how much weight's been on his shoulders since that man left. But then the person moves and breaks the illusion. It's not him.

Ritual: WTB 1am, WBTB 6-7am recording NLDs, woke 7:45am with DILD + FA.

NLD, "Sparked": Walking home at night. Someone drives past in a dark vehicle and I say, "Turn on your lights!" Then I feel embarrassed when I notice she is actually walking. She enters the apartment two doors ahead of mine. The door next to her place is open, and there are people just inside it who give the impression that they are workers, not residents. My bed is the first thing I see when I open the door of my apartment, and I'm pleased to see a large box on it. Oh good, that thing I ordered has arrived.

After looking through the first box and strewing its contents, plastic wrap and styrofoam all over my bed, I open a smaller box that has also arrived. It contains a speaker that I ordered. When I first pull it out of the packaging I am disappointed: the surface is surprisingly dirty. Is it just shelfworn, or did I get a refurbished one by mistake? I'll be annoyed in the latter case, since I thought I was ordering a new one. There is some molded styrofoam that seems like the original packaging, if that's any clue.

The speaker weighs almost nothing, and I remember that this is a special lightweight system. It's portability is limited by its size, however, at about 8x10 inches. The back of it consists of flaps are supposed to fold together in a clever way. As I go to remove the last of the styrofoam supports, something unusual happens inside my head, like an electrical disruption.

I remain calm and think I'd better tell my roommates about this in case it incapacitates me and I end up needing medical attention, so I say aloud: "Hey guys, something weird just happened to me. I felt a "pop," saw a flash of white light, and now in the back of my head I hear a tone that is steadily increasing in frequency."

"You need more sleep," someone suggested. He could be right, but I didn't see the relevance. I do want to go back to bed but I'll have to clear all the box mess off it first.

What was happening to me? I had a contextual clue, at least: "It happened when I touched the speaker for the first time." Perhaps the device had built up some kind of strange electrical charge that I had triggered?

All this time the tone was whining to higher and higher pitches, and I waited with curiosity and slight anxiety to see what would happen next. When it seemed like it had become so shrill that it would soon pass beyond my auditory range, all that happened was that I woke up.

Note: The other day I read about "exploding head syndrome." This might have been a minor instance of it! The "popping" sound and flash of light are apparently classic symptoms. This is only the second time I've experienced something like this.

DILD, "Victorian Gentleman": I'm at a computer trying to order something online. I don't recall what it was, but the cost was over $200. There were some complicated webforms to navigate, and then after some difficulty finding my wallet, my credit card was missing. Meanwhile my stepmother-in-law comes over and offers to let me run her card instead. "No, no, no, no," I say quickly, trying to deter her, having just spotted mine on the table. Too late, she has already run her card and made the purchase. Well, that was nice of her, even if it wasn't what I would have asked for. I should show appreciation. I hug her and say, "Thank you."

Walking outside afterward, I have second thoughts. Was I rude to simply thank her? Maybe she hadn't intended the action as a gift. But even if she had, perhaps it would have been more polite of me to ask when she wanted me to pay her back, and that would give her the option to be magnanimous and say it wasn't necessary. But if she had assumed I would pay her back, wouldn't it be rude of her to create an extra hassle for me that I hadn't asked for? I had told her "no" and she did it anyway. I conclude that under the circumstances, my response was adequate and I should let it go.

As I walk back in the house, behind me I hear a man's voice, distinctively low and gravelly. It is really familiar. Who is that guy? I think he must live next door; I'm always hearing that voice. I sneak a look back before going in and spot him: he is older, gaunt, with straggly grey hair. I think he looks like an aging biker or a math professor (they can look more similar than you might think!)

I continue in the house and decide to repack my suitcase, which is in disarray, when it occurs to me... wait. I have the impression that I hear that man's voice all the time, but I suddenly suspect that I only hear it in dreams. Could this be a dream, then? I realize that it is. This gives me the confidence to go back outside and approach the guy, intending to find out who he is. I would not want to so brazenly walk up to a stranger in WL, but this is my dream so there is no reason to hesitate. As I step back through the door I find myself with handful of silver rings in my right hand that I am putting on the fingers of the left. Why did I grab so many? I'm going to have to put multiple rings on each finger to make them all fit.

Only one person is in sight now, a dapper gentleman in Victorian dress walking by from left to right. He has a neatly trimmed beard, a black frock coat, and a top hat. I've always been fascinated by that era, but in dreams I've never been successful in my attempts to meet historical figures. I wonder if he'll really acknowledge being from that time period. Maybe he's just dressing up?

I get his attention and ask, "Are you from the Victorian era?" He confirms it. I'm interested now so I start walking alongside him, suggesting, "Tell me about yourself." As he begins to reply, I look more closely at his face and realize that he is strikingly good-looking. On a whim I seize his arm and pull him off the road, then push him against the door of a nearby house and start kissing him, thinking meanwhile that in waking life I would never do this with a stranger. Though taken by surprise he responds willingly. The only thing marring the pleasure of the kiss is a little piece of fingernail in my mouth—I must have been biting them—and I try to move it with my tongue so it won't come into contact with his mouth, which would be awkward. During a break in the kissing I manage to swallow the bit of nail, and the gentleman never seems to notice.

After that interlude we continue together down the street. It's odd that I so quickly lost interest in my more intellectual inquiries and succumbed to mere erotic instinct... and annoying, in that I never did get to hear the DC's account of himself. My lucidity apparently faded quite a bit in the process (it was never very keen in this dream), because it doesn't occur to me to ask again, and instead I just walk along with little further thought.

We stop at a shop whose front opens right onto the street, and the gentleman wants to buy an unusual kind of candy that I've never seen before. It is some highly-processed, artificially flavored substance that comes in brightly colored plastic packages. The package can be activated in such a way that its contents will burst out like a foam snake. This is marketed to kids as a toy as well as a snack: they can have mock battles trying to hit one another with the candy snakes, then eat them afterwad. The girl minding the shop explains this to me while showing her a green stain spot on her T-shirt from where one of the candies had landed on her. So they stain clothes, too? I look down and am glad to see that I'm wearing something casual.

FA, "Let the Right One In": I wake up and get out of bed to record the dream. I don't notice anything unusual as I'm walking across the house, but pause in confusion as I go to sit down at my computer. Where's my chair? Why would my chair be gone? Surely I'm not dreaming? At first it feels improbable but gradually I realize that I am. Interesting... well, I want to explore this, but I don't want to lose my memory of the previous dream. It is still clear in mind, so I review the events and even recite a list of key words aloud to help fix my impressions. Then I look around to see what this new dream has to offer.

In contrast to the relative normality of the house, correct in layout but more sparsely furnished than normal, the view outside is catastrophic and extraordinary. A wide frozen river of swelling ice is flowing motionlessly where my patio should be, and cascading down toward the city in the distance. Just beyond it looms a mountain of pure white ice, with a matte, knobbly texture like that reminds me of spray-on styrofoam. Craning my head up, I can just see the narrow peak glittering in the sun. Everything looks incredibly clear and vivid, beautiful and frozen but apocalyptic.

The landscape is packed with people, whose clothes provide little patches of bright color. Bodies are frozen into the river and wander in groups along its banks. The only place free of people is the slopes of the ice mountain, steep and white and pristine. As I turn my gaze from the east, where I saw the river and mountain, to the south, the view becomes more grim. A whole crowd of people outside presses right up against the glass wall of my house, looking longingly inside, their bodies almost grey with cold and frost. I feel compassion for their plight, but I'm not sure what to do about it. My house is not big enough to accommodate even a fraction of the throngs who want to get in.

The people on the left, closer to the river, were all standing very still, but as I continue along the wall to the right, the people on this side are becoming more restless, with a few actively trying to break in. Some are attempting to cut holes in the glass. I wonder how long before they'll get through, and realize that I might need to start warding the walls against them. Then I see a segment of glass fall in, and realize that one woman has just succeeded in making a hole. It is about three feet high and a foot or so wide, in the shape of a narrow heart or mitten. Before she can slip through, I aim my flat palms toward the gap and begin to refreeze the glass (I don't seem to be distinguishing between ice and glass here). After a thin layer of glass or ice manifests over the hole, I pick up the piece that was removed and put it back in place, willing the gaps to fill in.

As I continue along the wall, the situation is getting even worse. There are already more holes. In fact, one woman has just crawled inside. I pick her up like a manniquin to remove her. The crowd is too think to restore her to ground level, so I toss her on top of the others... she can crowd-surf.

I come face to face with another woman who has made a hole in the glass. "You're not real, you're not real," I protest against her attempted incursion. It occurs to me that I should respond to her vaguely threatening presence with kindness. I embrace her and kiss her on the mouth, but she is oddly inert. It's like kissing a doll. I have nothing but a faint impression of staring blue eyes... blank eyes. "You're not real. Do you understand that? The reality of you is that you're not real."

She remains stiff and unresponsive, but doesn't back down, so I try an alternate tack. If she wants to get in the house so badly, then I will welcome her. I grab her arm and start tugging her inside. At this she actually resists, telling a woman standing near her outside, "Don't let go of my arm."

This is an interesting development. "Don't you want to come in?" I taunt. "A minute ago you were clamoring to come in." The dream ends.

Wictches

Three witches tried to torture me and my brother. Even though the witches desired the males more. But we managed to escape.I heard the sound of an eagle as i arrived in he bushes of the forest. A witch yelled far out in the distance that even though i escaped she would find me soon.

Zombies

I was in a supermarket shopping for groceries with my family. When we got home there was a girl complaining about how a woman ate almost all the ice cream. I went up to the woman and told her if she could not eat so much ice cream because she almost finished it half way and because i just bought it. The woman apologized and said she wouldn't do it anymore.

-The next thing I recall is appearing inside a school that appeared to be a office too after playing Yu-gi-oh cards with my brothers at home..
Inside the place i became lucid and wanted to go outside. But when i looked outside there was a whole army of zombies standing in a field. I closed the door and ran but they started to break in. It started to look like a flood of zombie people was trying to drown me. But a few dream characters helped me out and we manged to get the scene into control.

I than left the place with a old friend and another dream character that wanted to take me somewhere. The old friend went into a store and i was about to follow him but the dc told me not to. So I let the dc walk me through the city. But than i appeared in my brother's room looking at a red clock with a fake bouquet on it.

I was semi lucid thinking about dream things as i lay on the bed. Weird things popped up as i was thinking and than i woke up for real.

I was in home. It was cold, summer morning. I went from the bathroom into my room, and saw my younger sister lying in my bed. I took my clothes and went outside. The sun was low in the eastern sky. I felt cold breeze over my skin. I took a bus to school. After a while I was in my classroom. I was discussing something with my teacher. I can't recall what we were talking about, but I felt that it's the matter of great importance. After our conversation ended, I went through the door, and found myself back in my home. I entered my room, and wanted to lie in my bed. Suddenly my younger sister awaken, and we were arguing about who's going to sleep in this bed. In the end, there was enough place for me and her.

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Dream 1 - Thought I was awake
I decide to get up and go toilet, everything is completely normal, I'm in my flat and the locations are all correct. I notice that my flatmates door is open (in retrospect I realized that it was the wrong flatmate) and that he must be in the toilet, so I wander down and he just gets out, I then proceed in. I take a leak but cannot aim at all >_< I just get it everywhere, I want to clean it up but then my other flatmate turns up knocking on the door, I say that I'm in there but he still comes in! He just reaches in and grabs some object and then leaves. The door is still kind of open and I hurriedly clean up the mess... I then wake up in my bed thinking thank god I didn't wet the bed O_O

Dream 2 - Lucid and then evil lanterns
I'm lying in bed after having a cup of mugwort tea, deciding to give it a try once more to see if it actually does anything. I close my eyes and roll through my SSILD cycles trying to pump up my awareness. Once finished I imagine the feeling of running, I was just lying there and then I actually started to FEEL it... Surprised but calm, I went with the flow, a few seconds later I was running down a road... I immediately decided that I wanted to complete a dream task for once instead of mucking around (saying this out loud in the dream too, a bit curious to whether I was talking out loud IRL), I had already previously decided to drink a potion that revealed the ultimate truth. I see a man cycling uphill on the road I'm on and he has a potion in his jacket, I try to get him but he's too fast. I then use my dream powers to force-smash him off the bike like a Jedi, then force-pull him towards me. I loot the potion and read it, it's some kind of olive oil, delicious . I seem to be in a different area now too, it's kind of dark and in the distance there are these bobbing lights, I'm standing in the shadow of a building and I think I destroy a couple skeletons. I consume the 'potion of ultimate truth', lo and behold I realize... that the skeletons are the helping me, it's those bobbing lights which are evil sentient floating lanterns trying to take over my dream world. I don't remember too well what happens next, but I beat up some more skeletons, kind of forgetting the 'ultimate truth'. I think I kind of follow the dream and lose a bit of lucidity, but my brother approaches me, he is a skeleton too. He tells me to do something, but I can't remember that either, I end up in the area where I first spotted those bobbing lights, there's a girl on a bridge where zombies are trying to get her. She's a beautiful redhead and no one that I recognize, I smash through the zombies and take her with me, running past zombies which are now strangely sessile and passive. Maybe the zombies were risen by the lanterns?

I felt like a lot happened and I assumed I'd be able to remember most of it, but I think I forgot heaps after losing a bit of my lucidity.

Dream 3 - Lucid and god damnit chucky x2
After the last dream, I found it easy to slip straight into lucidity the same way. It's extremely low level, like I knew it was a dream but I didn't really try to do anything. I'm at someones flat, the girl wants me to crash there and the other guys don't. I get sneaked into her room or something after a long disagreement in their hallway. I wasn't trying to get laid either, it was purely friendship, we started reading a book and I saw a house, it was moving and I could see Chucky the evil doll... I don't want to see him so I try dismiss him, I don't think I had much success because as I looked out the girls window I saw several Chuckys climbing out the window of a neighbouring house. I do a wave of my hands (this has been pretty much the most common way for me to dismiss or interact with the dream world) and try to make him disappear, but it's hard because I keep thinking about him >_<.

I wake up after the dream and after cementing it to memory I slip straight back into the dream, I end up in a similar scenario and pissed off with it I just wake myself up and get up for the day.

I was looking at Pokemon like creatures. It was inside a building. We were having a battle. There's also one powerful turkey-looking creature. I used an experience multiplier to level it up. There's one that has the ability to use thunder, water and wind elements (saw it in some sort of computer/screen). Legendary type?

I was riding a jeep going one way. For some reason, I went down and walked back the way I came from. I saw a hole on the street supposedly being fixed but I didn't see anyone fixing it.

I was walking on the street. It was daytime. I don't know where I was headed, but then I decided to go back. I saw some skaters. One was topless and even had his pants lower than his waist, showing his penis. The other skater pointed it out.

I was inside a building with some people. Familiar? Not sure what we were doing. An ice cream vendor stopped by. They bought some weird-flavored ice cream. There was one that seems more like iced chili and banana peels. I bought the classic chocolate ice cream, but I also got (for free?) a cream-colored ice cream.

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Notes:

- Slept at around 10:30 - 11:00 p.m.
- Woke up sometime in the middle of the night. Wrote keywords of the dream.
- Woke up around 8-9 a.m. Wrote keywords.
- Did breathing and entering into sleep with memory of previous dreams

I’m somewhere looking through books. I pick up some and look through them, but don’t end up picking any to buy because of the prices. I’m frugal, and I mention this to someone to my left. I’m shocked when I see that one of the books is $8.

I poke through the top of a box but it was children’s books. I saw an Aladdin book with a guy with some scruff and a woman. I wondered who they were.

When I was looking at some eastward facing shelves, I saw something with Ed (from Fullmetal Alchemist) on it. I picked up this box and it had tortilla chips in the bottom and I snort at the ridiculousness of a ‘movie entertainment kit’ like that. They might be stale anyway, who knows when it was brought in.

Someone calls out ‘Nice to see you again, Keitorin!’. I look around as I try to find the source before my eyes land on an older woman. I don’t recognize her at all but she knows me?

Jump.

I’m over by a mirror back around where I was originally looking at books. I have really long hair again and I’m trying to put it up in a ponytail, but when I gather it all up and go to get the ponytail ready, some falls and I have to try scraping it back up. I’m getting frustrated.

A woman who seems to be in my blind spot the whole time comes up and is supposed to be helping me, but she’s doing something off to my right that I can’t figure out. All of a sudden, she does something that startles me and makes me jerk back.

She says something. It’s blurry here, but she had pierced my cheek with a post earring! I was pretty freaked out.

I ended up at home telling mom about it. I keep gingerly touching the outside of it with my hands. I’m having a hard time swallowing properly because it’s awkward.

Mom doesn’t even seem that bothered! She even talks about how she and dad were thinking about getting something to eat, though we really didn’t have much money, but they were getting hungry.

I say, “I can’t even eat because of the piercing!”. I touched the back of the earring with my tongue and jerk back, because it hurts and saliva is gathered up in my mouth.

Inspirations: Aladdin thing from a fanart I saw of characters from The Book of Life. Chips from me having some recently. I wonder if the two dreams with mirrors in them I've had are because I've been reading people's TOTM dreams with them? Piercing might be because I tried to put my ear piercings back in but it messed my ears up.

1. Me and mom are in the ‘kitchen’, Jazzy is acting weird and we start to laugh, until mom realizes that she’s choking on her collar! Oh no! She rushes down to try and help her as I watch. I don’t remember her wearing a collar, and it seems to be taking too long to fix it. Then even as she fixes it, Jazzy still seems to be choking – was her air cut off for too long?!

2. There was some activity going on in a room, and a blind guy at a small, round, wooden table had asked ‘Did anybody hear that?’. Later, I find scraps of white paper on the floor behind the table, and think that they had been on it and been blown off by the fan and made noise.

I show him, but he says that wasn’t it, it had been more like a ‘thump’ and as he says it, he drops his fist down on the table, producing the sound.

Jump.

I’m talking to my sister at the same table. It seems that she is an outcast from the family; she and mom don’t get along anymore. We talk about that for a while. There was a bit more too it but I don’t remember.

3. I also remember something about a guy and reading some writing.

This one could be a piece of the previous dream (Stucco-walled bedroom) and it’s a bit jumbled. I’ll put it in the order that I’m guessing it happened.

I’m lying in this big bed talking quietly to mom while three men sleep off to my right, including my dad – here’s nearest to me. To my right is wall where a soft light is emanating from somewhere, possibly a lamp.

The men are part of some special program (felt something like they were being trained to be soldiers and some genetic engineering was involved).

I think it’s kind of weird that I’m sleeping with three guys, but dismiss it because of the situation.

Jump.

I’m standing somewhere off to the left and a little boy no taller than my knees asks me to play with him. People are sleeping so I think of saying no, but surprisingly even to myself I say yes (I felt like we were doing Hide & Seek and saw a mental map of how far we could go in the house). But I tell him we have to be quiet and not go too far.

He says we’re going to be play Cops & Robbers, and as he designates me the Robber he calls me ‘lady’ or something similar.

I go find a place to hide. As I’m going down some stairs, I suddenly get an idea. It’s so dark here, he won’t be able to see me. I stop in the stairwell flatten myself up against the wall. As the boy comes running down, I leap forward and grab him around the waist. “Got you!!”

It’s now my turn to ‘seek’. I wait a few seconds before going after him, trying to remember if there was some rule about waiting before going to find them.

I look around and in places before I get to a bathroom. I hear a shower running to the left and realize someone’s in here. I’m quiet as I make my way to another room up ahead. I think that the person showering must be in a room on the other side of the wall.

I look around the room for a second before my eye is caught on a dark grey curtain way up on the wall to the left on a shelf. ‘Could he be…?’ The room is kind of narrow and pretty tall but I somehow get right up the where I need to be.

I grab the curtain and yank it, and there the boy is, crouched down onto the shelf. He looks even smaller, tucked in on himself. “I knew you were up there!” I exclaim incredulously. I grab him down.

I’m looking around my new room. It’s kind of weird. The walls are made of stucco. There a big frosted window behind the bed, though you can see this big post around it on the other side that has graffiti written on it.

I’m reading writing on the walls and am enjoying what it says (can’t remember what it said now though), but am wondering what’s going to happen when room to write more on it runs out? Do I have to erase it?

I realize that there’s no door on this room, I can see out where some people are walking around, including my old school friend Ella’s mom, Lauren.

She comes in and talks to me, asking me something to do with my room, and I start to mention that I want a door put in, but I get interrupted. This happens once more and then she just leaves. I think to myself, surely she would have heard me and asked me to elaborate once she realized I was trying to say something?

Mom’s in the room asking me if I like it, and she has material for the windows. I say that I do, but I need a door. I’m grateful for the window stuff, but I can’t sleep until I have a door. There’s a scene where as she was coming in, she stopped and read a bit of the graffiti on the post, shaking her head at what it said.

She gives in, and I remember her doing some extreme thing to yank a door right into the room via a chain or something. In response to my look she says that it’s convenient to do it like that.

Non-lucid
1PM-3PM nap
I'm in a bed, in a room that's similar to mine, but outside my room is a mall. The ceiling outside my room is made of glass, letting in light. I can see pretty high up outside.
As I'm sitting very cozily in my bed, I see a blonde girl at the ceiling. I sit up, worried about her. She jumps from floor to floor, coming down to the ground level where my room is. She grabs the low glass walls at each floor perfectly with each jump. "Don't do that!" I yell. "You'll hurt yourself!"
She notices me before landing on the ground and walking into my room with a big smile. "Are you alright?" I ask. She nods. I breathe a sigh of relief. A girl who looks exactly like the first one comes in after her. "We're magicians," they say, together. "We can alter the gravity! It helps with our acrobatics."
"But you didn't then!"
"We've practiced doing that run a bunch."
The one who was jumping said, "So I knew exactly what to do."
"I don't believe that you can alter gravity." I say.
They grin mischievously, and snap their fingers in unison. The gravity in my room lessens. Everything begins to float, including me and the twins! They easily "swim" around, while I grab the blankets from my bed. "B-But I'm naked!" I say, floating higher and higher. They don't seem to care. They start pushing and pulling me around gently, helping me get to wherever I want to go. I begin enjoying myself.
Then, I wake up.

I had started out at my younger brothers school, not sure if I had drove there or just started the dream there. I think i had seen this place before though. I was in the cafeteria, and there was a long line of options to pick from. the room already had people sitting down and no one was in the line. The room looked like a lot of other high schools, varying colors of white and tan floor tiles that were waxed over. boring wall paint of the same colors. I was looking for my brother here and I found him shortly after waiting. we both got pizza in the lunch line and it took forever so they gave us a free sandwich. next thing i knew, my brother was driving my truck and i was in the back seat having a completely different sandwich. i got mad for some reason and threw it but decided i should probably clean it up. all of a sudden i was driving a GMC acadia, except this ine had a turbo charger and i would zoom by traffic. i almost hit a car at a red light but i pulled to the side and was safe. then everything turned black, but i was still driving. i tried turning on the headlights but they didnt help much. and once again a was in a completely new place with no transition. i was in a dark vault but decided to imagine a window and it worked, though i was not lucid. i tried opening the door with the puzzle on it but could not, i lock picked it instead and it opened up into a house. i think we were kept hostage there at first, but soon after my friends were there and everything seemed to be ok. there was one thing, apparently my friend also, who had the body of a man but the head of a pig. very strange and how did that not make me question my reality? i dont know.

this one i kept a bit short due to time constraints, maybe ill edit it later to add detail. got two midterms and after that st. Pats week will kick off!

I was having a dream of annoying things. I was trying to assemble a power wheels toy, but pieces seemed to be missing. I tried reading the instruction manual, but it was just information on the ratio of the size of a bolt should be to the nut around it.

Lots of other annoying things were happening. We kept getting sales calls.

My dad came home and he was really mad that I hadn't finished building it for the kids down the street.

My late grandparents came and knocked on the door. For some reason my grandfather's head was really tall (about 2 or 3 feet.) His face was on the bottom. I at first was very annoyed because this was just the next in the long line of annoying things to happen to me. I then became lucid, realizing that they were dead IRL, and my grandfather's head was absolutely absurd. However, the dream ended.

I had a false awakening in my house and started getting ready to go to college. A song was playing and at first I couldn't figure out what it was, but it sounded familiar.

After about five minutes (I was eating breakfast) I realized it was a Daft Punk song. Then I remembered the actual name of the song, 'Face to Face'. There were no lyrics, just the instrumental portion. I lost the dream a moment after I remembered the song.



...

I had a dream about Dawn. His hair and outfit was like Edward Elric and it was at the scene from the anime where he gets trapped in gluttony's stomach. He started running around and freaking out.

Some weird kind of dream glitch happened. I saw more Fullmetal alchemist characters. I remember seeing king Bradley and Envy.

[Dream Logic] Dawn wanted to cut his hair, because he thought that he could disguise himself as Soul Evans from Soul Eater. He thought that if he could pass as a character from another anime, they might let him out of here. But he couldn't find anything to cut his hair with. [/Dream Logic]

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I was on my college campus. All of the buildings were really spaced apart though. My parents were there. I was trying to lose them because I didn't want them to be following me around on my campus and embarrassing me.

I told them to wait where they were and I had to go the bathroom. I ran into a building. There was this really weird store that sold knives and guns. I wondered why that was allowed on a college campus.

The lady in there wanted to sell me this weird disc-shaped rock with seven small colored gems embedded in it. She had a whole bunch of them, but she had just finished making this one. She told me about how she would sell it to me for half price just as soon as she fired it in the oven. This was supposed to make the stone expand so that the gems would stay in it.

I told her I wanted to buy it. She then asked me to pose for a picture with it because I was her millionth customer. This big jewel-smith guy came out of the back to be in the picture too.

Interpretations: I can't say much about these. I've been dreaming about my late grandparents a lot in recent weeks.

First dream

I was in school, watching academy on the occasion of something that I can't recall. I went through the corridor, and entered a classroom. It was english lesson. The teacher, a high, bald man in glasses was wearing grey suit. When the lesson ended he asked me Have you drank denaturant? I said No... not yet. The lesson ended, I saw my friend on the corridor, and asked when she has a bus back home. I offered to take her by car if she'll be late for the bus, but she said that it's unlikely. Suddenly my older sister appeared, and we drove to home.

Second dream - fragment

I was at the doctors room. I was sitting on a bench, wearing only underwear. My clothes were laying nearby. The doctor was sitting on a chair. Blonde, old female wearing labcoat. She told me to cut my nails, as its needed for a health examination. Suddenly a nurse appeared in the room, and told the doctor that I don't need any health examinations. I took my clothes, and went away.

Third dream - fragment

I was in home. I was using my laptop to model something, and make a map for Half-Life.

2015-03-11

01:00 bedtime: again super late

06:00 (a bit earlier)

+ touring a 23-hour gas station, in cafeteria line for food, go back for pot stickers

I'm with a friend (who wants to/will start work here) at a big, 23-hour gas station. 23 hours because they close for one hour a day for maintenance. I'm explaining that there are three shifts of work here, and that that's good because it lets them put the employees where the demand is highest. Pass a tall counter (circular?) of cash registers, we get into a food cafeteria line. Friend in front of me is pulling along my tray, I see that I've passed a container of pot stickers, so I go back and scoop a bunch out on to my plate, they're covered with a fine green herb like dried dill.

+ swim competition huge pool (lower level of park?), holding on net & false starts, backstroke, flip turns, running up and down steps, (get poop on hands?), lap counting is wrong, I'm doing well in race

In a large pool (the lower level of the park? Wide open area) at the beginning of a swimming race. The swimmers hold on to a net with one hand and stretch out as far as they can into the pool waiting for the starting signal. There are several false starts with swimmers jumping the gun, but not me, I'm waiting for the proper signal. Some official says not to stretch the net so far. Race begins and I'm doing backstroke, I started well, I'm ahead of everyone, but I see they're doing front freestyle so I switch to freestyle. I'm approaching the wall at the far end and other swimmers are bunching up there in my way, I'm preparing to do an awesome flip turn.

I'm running up and down stairs outside, but I'm "still swimming" (?), counting laps, someone points out or I think that I'm counting improperly, I somehow get a small piece of poop on my hands?

+ travelling, missing ladder, rain/storm, meet ~Dreamer~ + her friend in town to lead to house, do "joke" RCs (indicates dream! dangit!), sivason's at house, house crowded with groups, weather change, woman complains that a bee got into her stuff

I'm traveling somewhere, I think my vehicle's gas gauge is a bit low bit I should still make it, I'm in some indoor large utility cabinet and I need to get to the higher level to exit and continue my journey, but how will I get to the higher level? I'm looking for a ladder that must be there but I don't see it. I'm concerned about traveling because the weather is really dark, rainy, and stormy.

I'm going to the big giant meeting house, and I'm meeting ~Dreamer~ there! I go to town first because I know she doesn't know the way so I'll have to lead her. I go up to a couple I know to be Dreamer and her male friend, I know it's them because they're asking directions to the house (and they look/sound Austrailian?). I smile as I approach them and put my hands out in front of me "to do a RC" (my hands are slightly deformed but I ignore it!) to introduce myself as a lucid dreaming friend. I also do a nose pinch (and I can breathe!) but I keep re-pinching my nose and readjusting my hand because since I can breathe I must have done it improperly and not closed it completely. I continue to be able to breath but I finally explain "Oh, that's so unreliable anyway." I shake hands with her male friend and see either his or my hand: the hand is a large deformed gnarled lumpy thing with small stumpy fingers jutting out. I ignore this too.

I'm leading them to my house, Dreamer is blonde and in a red top, I'm happy we've met, I think she's pretty

I tell them "sivason's already at the house," I think about him: I think he's a thin man with a grizzled/unshaved look with white hair.

We arrive at the house and I want to get Dreamer and friend put in their rooms right away because there are so many people here. Many different groups are seated/milling around inside. I hope there are still rooms available. One woman in a long line of people is complaining that someone went through her stuff, she says "I think it was a bee!" I see a cabinet with her things pulled out from the wall.

+ team laser tag at park, Christmas day, my wife&kids stay with me, I need to go to hardware store to get table, just need circular saws, awesome unfolding dining table

I'm at the middle level of the park, night-time, hiding in a concrete pipe tunnel piece (from the top level), I see a group from the other team walking out in the open, I fire at them with my laser waving it back and forth across them. My son S2 and his girlfriend are there. I need to go get a table from the hardware store, it's Christmas day, I'm there with my wife and sons. I will get tools (cylindrical saws that rotate on their axis and have a full-circle cutting surface) to make just what I want. Some people are unfolding an awesome expandable rectangular dining table that just keeps getting bigger and bigger with every unfold movement, they say "you need a table like this."

WBTB, later:

07:30-08:00 BTS

11:30

+ at restaurant with friends we left w/out paying, my coat is still there, how to get it?

There was some commotion or delay or we were unhappy with the meal so we just left. Later I realized we'd left without paying. I left my coat there, will I be able to go back for it?

+(f) something about groups of kids