non-lucid

A guy is in a swimming race, but it’s not in a pool, but on a water slide type thing. He’s going through a building on the way, and it’s like an obstacle course, looking for a way through. There were some other people there and he’s stopped by someone.

He’s talking to a medium. She prepares him for the next stretch, but says she can’t tell him about his opponent.

Inspiration: I feel strongly that the racers were Yowamushi Pedal characters. I just watched an episode that focused heavily on Imaizumi and Midousuji racing each other. The medium thing rings a bell too but I can’t remember what from.

It was in Warsaw, evening. I was in some kind of a internet cafe. It was modest, with wooden furniture. I was there with my older sister. She was surfing the net, while with a classmate we were looking through the window. I was looking at a skyscraper. It was gigantic, the tallest building I ever saw. It was all new and modern. On the top there were words "ICAN Institute". I told to the classmate This is where my older sister works. I told it with pride, and awe in my voice. After a while of looking I told him I'll never go up there! How they can be there? Then my older sister arrived, and took us to their home. The whole place was weirdly changed. I saw some asian ornaments, and the place was dark, with antique wooden furniture. I waited until my sister went out of the bathroom, and then entered it. Upon entering my clothes have disappeared, as if I was already naked when entering. The water was pouring from the shower and there was no way to stop it. I took a towel to wipe myself and take clothes on. Then I go out of the bathroom.

(March 4, 2015)

I drove to a prison in my truck and my little brother was with me. We pulled into a small lot in the back of that was surrounded by woods everywhere except where the prison was. There were other vehicles also parked here. It was about mid afternoon and overcast out, cloudy enough to darken the scene with that gloomy rainy day amount of light. We got out and wanted to go somewhere to eat and decided the fastest way was to go through the prison grounds. We hopped over a part of a fence that had no barbed wire covering it and started walking along the outside walls of the blocks. The prison was made of red brick and the windows were covered from view by white curtains on the inside. The grass was pretty real, and had some dew on it. We walked along the outside of the building till we came to a narrow corridor and walked down it thinking it would lead us there. The ground was now concrete and there were some chain link fences blocking off small areas along the way and there was a few red rustic metal doors along the walls. At the end of this walkway was a T intersection and decided to take the left passage and it ended up leading to the front of the prison. From there we could see a road and a lot of stores and restaurants. Me and my brother went to a McDonalds close to the prison. By now the clouds cleared up and it was a late sunny afternoon. We got food and at first i joined someone else's table but later moved to my own after realizing i was probably invading privacy. Some more people came in and started causing problems and arguing with management about something. Someone brought in diamonds and was trying to sell them. They had small clips on them so they could be clamped to things. I put a few on my ear thinking it wouldn't be noticed and i could bring some home.We finished up and left back through the prison exit we came out of the first time, back into the corridor and saw some of the people who were arguing in the restaurant, except now they were in orange prison clothes being moved around the prison via security guard. It was now night time. Before we made it back to the parking lot out back, a security officer found us and told us we would be in trouble if we didn't leave right now. I was respectful and explained what we were doing and he was not very nice about it but let us leave. When we jumped over the fence he told us to not do anything bad because we were on security camera. He then had a camera in his hands with a big infrared light on top and told us someone has been firing rockets and fireworks. We got back to the parking lot and all the vehicles now were parked facing a different way and had dealership year and model numbers on the windows. Mine was labeled 06-11 and I laughed and said they don't even know the year my truck is. I saw my friend shortly after fire a firework out of what looked like a model spaceship. I followed him back to a van in the parking lot that had a lot of computers and tech in it and he was doing something on the computers. We went back to the truck and the dream ended.

Another short one, i was in a dark conference room, and was took of my jacket for a meeting but was woken up as soon as it started. The room was the room for the first key card in outlast.

Taylor Swift is giving a performance. She points at me, choosing me to come and dance too. Surprised, I go up and start dancing across from her, singing quietly along with the song. I wonder if she’d let me do some singing. I’m wearing a knee-length skirt and it flows around me. I try to mimic her moves.

After, she tells me I was a bit slow, but I didn’t realize I was supposed to be keeping up or anything.

Then, she takes me and a few other chosen people to a clothes store. She turns around and asks me if I shaved. I say ‘yes, of course’, only to stop and actually think about it. Did she mean underarms and legs, or-? I hope that my skirt hadn’t flipped up while I was dancing.

She starts looking through shirts for us, and she holds up this one and says she thinks it’s too big for any of us, but it actually looks too small, for me at least.

I see a few of my shirts sitting on top of some hangers and think there’s some reason for it – saving them for later or something. But then I see three shirts hanging on hangers that I know are mine and shouldn’t be there. I get upset and go over to take them back, pushing side a guy who was standing there before he can take them.

Later at night while lying in bed, I wonder what Taylor thought when I suddenly disappeared, and I didn’t know how to contact her to let her know what happened. Twitter maybe?

Inspirations: Seeing the mention of Taylor Swift in someone else’s dream?

There was a little party at my house and there was a lot of people.
..........CUTOFF of the Dream..........
A girl was crying because her boyfriend(who is in the army) was call to go for a mission in Iraq. She and her friends went upstairs in my room. I went upstairs and see that my door was close. I shouted to my mum ''MUM!, why have you let the girls enter my room whereas there is the room of my brother'' she reply :''your brother is back home''. I ran in the room of my brother(in real life I didn't saw him for 6 years since he left the house). My brother was on his bed and texting with his mobile. Then I realize that I forgot my mobile in my room, ''oh sh..t, the girls will check all my messages''......

Ritual: WTB 12:30am, woke ~6am and set vibrating alarm for 40 minutes. I don't have a clear memory of it going off the first time (~6:40). The second time it went off (~7:20) I seem to have experienced it entirely within the dream state. My lucidity lapsed shortly thereafter but came back when I noticed that the circumstances were suitable for one of the TOTMs. I must have dreamed for about ten minutes after the alarm went off the second time, waking at ~7:30 with 29 minutes left on the alarm going into its third 40 minute cycle.

NLD: I was on a bus traveling through a desert. Looking out the window, I saw an enormous lizard resembling an early-model godzilla. [DR: an image of a similar godzilla was shown briefly John Oliver's show on Sunday night.] It didn't look real, because on closer inspection its "skin" was wrinkled and rippling like that of inflatable parade float rather than a living creature. I concluded that it must be a world boss and looked away. Even though it was so much larger than me and very far off, I was afraid that my scrutiny might draw its attention, and I was not equipped to battle it without a raid.

Our destination was a cave, which was pleasantly cool and dark after the burning light and heat of the desert outside. I passed through the large front cavern through a door labeled "Imagemakers" that led into a back room. These "imagemakers" were literally cave painters, a studio full of artists each doing individual murals on the walls, but in a modern, Asian-inspired style. [DR: One painting seemed reminiscent of Toshio Aoki's Thunder Kami (1900), which I was looking at yesterday.]

I comment to one of the artists how pleasantly cool it is here in the back room. She replies, "It's only 25, if you're not careful you might freeze." [DR? I had reviewed the TOTMs before bed and my notes used the word "freeze," which also ended up being the task I attempted later in the same dream.] I assume she means Celsius because it's not that cold in here, and try to remember what that would be in Fahrenheit—72 or so? I point out to her that when I start to feel cold I can just put on more clothes. Outside in the heat, there was nothing I could do, so this is preferable.

EILD-FA: I feel the vibrating alarm and "wake up," or so I believe, though it retrospect it was obviously an FA because I was in a room with no resemblance to WL. I am sitting in bed reading a book, and after I feel the vibration I remember not to move at first, lest I break REMA. As I start to feel more confident in my dream senses, I venture to turn the page of the book. Slowly I expand my range of motion until I'm sure that I'm not going to disrupt the dream. The plot of the previous dream continues (insofar as it has any continuity, which isn't much) and I soon lose what little lucidity the alarm had prompted.

NLD: Now everyone's talking about a bride who is coming, also on a bus, and someone instructs me to go to a counter to buy a present for her, "a small dog." I had envisioned a tiny dog that was only a few inches long, but the two available at the counter aren't small by any reckoning; they must weigh 40 or 50 pounds. The clerk asks me what I want the dog to be able to do. I think this over, rationalizing that it is a gift to someone who might not be expecting it, so it would be best if it isn't too high maintenance. "Ummm.... sleep a lot?" is my first suggestion. I try to think of other possibilities. "Stand up? Lick? Can they do that?" The clerk looks at me and answers in a tone that suggests he thinks I am an idiot, "Yeah, they can all do that."

While I'm deliberating someone has come up and bought one of the two dogs, so I'm stuck with the one that is left. I think it's really ugly, with shaggy beige fur, and I hope the bride likes it or I'll be stuck with it. At least the dog has a good personality, friendly and responsive, nuzzling up to me like it wants to be liked. I go to another room and start talking with two girls. Suddenly the dog starts humping the floor, which embarrasses me. "I hope he doesn't do that around her," I say, meaning the bride. One of the girls laughts comments that the way she's been carrying on with her new husband, she probably won't be offended.

DILD: As the conversation continues, I suddenly notice: hey, I'm in a room with DCs, this would be a perfect opportunity to try the "freeze" TOTM. I mean, okay, there's only two of them, but we are in a room, so that should qualify as a "roomful."

"Freeze!" I say suddenly, interrupting whatever else we were talking about. The girls stare at me with looks that say "WTF." They're still moving normally, so I issue the command again, attempting to focus my will by tensing my body. That doesn't work either, and I realize that I have the wrong approach. I need to be focusing my mind, not my body. "Freeeeeze," I say cajolingly, drawing out the word. At this point they do stop moving, but I have the impression that they're just playing along. I decide to try the narration technique. "Your body feels so heavy, you can't move. You're paralyzed, like when you sleep." That reminds me, of course we're not completely paralyzed when we sleep, and I'd better not kill them by overdoing it. I hastily add, "You can breathe, of course, just like when you're sleeping."

The girls seem to be complying now, so I study them closely to be sure. I also remember that I should take conscious note of their names, which I had instinctively known earlier in the dream but had almost forgotten on going lucid. The smaller one on the left, with the dark hair... I think back and all I can come up with is "Calm." It sounds odd, but that's the only name that I remember for her. The plumper girl on the right, a blonde, I know for sure is called "Amy."

The smaller girl seems completely comatose now. I lift her arm and drop it, and it falls with satisfying limpness. The larger girl is also lying still, but I get the impression she's just pretending: one of her arms is in a position that could only be maintained by exerting muscle control. I lift it and it is stiff in my grasp.

Then I realize I'm going about this all wrong. I try to remember the specifics of the TOTM. Was I just supposed to freeze them in place, or was there something about actually stopping time? I can't clearly remember the wording. I decide I'd better try the latter in any case, it might work better—and I won't have to worry about the girls accidentally suffocating if time itself has stopped.

"Freeze!" I shout, now indicating not only the two of them but the whole environment, with only myself as an exception. I find that the logical impossibility of this trouble me: if I continue moving normally, then in what sense can time itself be said to have stopped? It doesn't make any sense. I remind myself that this is a dream, and I'm not obliged to work out the physics of it. I look at Amy to see if my new strategy has resulted in any improvement. No, although she is lying quite still, and her arm looks properly limp now, she's actually tapping the fingers of one hand.

"Freeze!" I shout again, looking directly at her hand. Still tapping. "Freeze!" I yell, glaring at the hand. Tap... tap... tap. "Freeze!" I insist, mustering all my intent. The hand finally goes limp. It occurs to me that at some point I'm going to need to write all this up, and the thought wakes me.

Notes: I never did remember the second part of the TOTM, not just in the dream but even after waking up, recording my notes, and going about my day... but I had the feeling that there might have been more to it, that I left something out, and on coming home from work and checking the forum, I see that there was a whole second part of the task that I skipped!

DJ Log: November 20, 2014 – 8:15PM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: I came home from doing a training class and felt tired, so I took a nap. After this epicness, I will do this more often – hopefully without losing so much detail during logging.)

I am at wedding reception party with several friends and more. We're in a basement room of a building and it is well furnished. There are many sofas and lounges all around and, as usual, the party is divided into many smaller groups. I am toward the front of the room, hanging out with some of my familiar friends. We're drinking beer and taking turns playing music on the sound system. There is a CD player and my computer is set up with my entire /media/mp3 folder structure.

The music comes to an end and the announcer says that the newlyweds are going to enjoy a private kiss. I turn and look just as curtains are beginning to close around them. Deciding to be a smart ass, I get up and walk over to my computer and find my porn soundtrack collection and play the Debbie Does Dallas intro part. Strangely, that is not what plays. It is a rather chill drum-n-bass track, maybe something by LTJ Bukem that actually plays. I sit back down, confused as to why the computer played the wrong track, because I don't want anyone to peek out from behind the curtain and see that it was me that played it. I just sit there slightly annoyed as it plays out.

As I'm waiting for it to end, I sneak a cable into the sound mixer to my phone and turn up the channel. When the track ends, I open up Pandora on my phone and it comes up with a bunch of geometric shapes on the bottom line and a blank top line. I stare at it for a second, then drag one of the shapes from the bottom line to the top. Hard drum-n-bass suddenly starts playing loud. I drag another couple of shapes to the top like and find out that each symbol represents a loop of music as they are playing through and repeating. A couple of people get up and start dancing and are shortly followed by some others. One guy comes over and looks at my phone and says, “That's kinda cool, what is it?” I reply, “It was supposed to be Pandora, but they must have done something really weird on that last update.” I hand him the phone saying, “Here, you figure this mess out.”, then I get up.

I walk toward the back part of the room and see that the newlywed couple are still in the curtain area. I pass them and go to the back area where there are a lot of people who look like they are absolutely faced on E. I can feel the energy of them all and wander a bit until I find a guy who is as connected to sensation as I am. I walk toward him and look into his eyes as I lightly brush against his arm. He opens his eyes wide and stares at me, saying , “I felt that!”, followed by a big smile. I smile back at him as I move toward the end of the couch he is laying on. I turn and look down at him and he reaches up and grabs me by my hair and pulls me into a kiss. It's quite enjoyable for a moment before I suddenly wake up.

-I was in a anime world with high school students i think. As we were walking through the school field a girl shouted something about the wind and how it was coming. The wind blew many of us back and one of the guys mentioned how he liked if the wind could blow me in his direction.But he also had a good feeling when the other girls were blown in his direction. The story continued with me watching a really hyper anime girl with green hair jumping around.

-The next thing that happened i don't really remember.But i have a feeling i was trying to find something and make sure the people in the place i was in were okay. I think i was in a mall/school with dream characters who were supposedly dreamers and we had to battle a monster but i'm not 100% sure.I also have the feeling that i did something wrong and was going to be punished for it.

-After that i appeared in the middle of a hill near my block. It was night time and i became aware that it was a dream but i was afraid someone would run to me and try to rape me because it was dark.So I ran into the wall of my old best friend's house. I ended up in a white narrow hallway and felt like i was in a secret place. But than the dream shifted and i wasn't lucid anymore.

I was now naked,standing in a bathtub filled with water, with two young little girls.(I think they were my daughters in the dream) Shocked by how much water was in the tub i wondered how this came to be. Than suddenly the water was up to my waist now. The littlest's head was covered in the water so i held her up.But than the water's height changed to all the way up to my mouth. I tried to get both the little girls to the open window way up on the wall. Than looked for a door since the water just kept rising.When i opened it the water fell out. I took both the little girls and walked to the living room. The house looked like a big Japanese style type of house. I was worried to go upstairs and tell my parents about how i flooded the house. Than a narrator voice came out saying "She was afraid to walk in the house with all the electrical wires that were now underwater."

2/21/2015

First one i was at my fraternity house standing out in the back parking lot at night. I was looking towards the train tracks but instead of the normal layout with roads it had been flooded and became a small river running from the right side of the property to the left at a fairly quick pace. The train tracks that were there were still high enough to be slightly above the river, with water on both sides of it. The side closest to me was shallow. The water was dirty due to the high discharge of water stirring up sediments. I looked into the current for a while until a particularly dark time in the night had started, and at that point the life in the water became active. There were splashes frequently where something has just broke the surface but quickly vanished back under. Next thing i knew i was in a smart car and drove through the shallow part of water onto the train tracks, but then decided to drive a bit further to test the water depth. To my panicked surprise the water dropped off at a very steep angle and the car quickly filled with water leaving only a small bubble of air a few inches down from the roof of the car. At first i panicked and water rushed in fast past my legs, then waist, and up to my chin. I then told myself to just calm down so i could try to get out and not die. With my chin elevated trying to breath little air that was left i felt around for the door handle and opened it and quickly moved out to push off the smooth rocky bottom and up to the surface.

03/03/2015
Another Outlast dream


This dream was lengthy but i can only recall the last bit of it. I was in a very large building that looked like a mansion but was set up most likely as an asylum. Where i started i had one of the crazy people chasing me already. One of them was an actual character from outlast named Chris Walker. For those wanting a description he is a very big rather muscular ex-military police patient at an asylum(Mount Massive Asylum). He wears chains wrapped around his ankles, wrists and waists. He has military boots, camo pants and no shirt. His face has been self mutilated to where his nose is basically non existent, his lips are gone and can see his teeth showing, and he tore up the skin on his forehead, claiming it helps him see with the 3rd eye. The patients of the asylum, as they are from the actual story, are forced into dream therapy and have lucid dreaming tasks as tests for them, as well exposed to a series of images on a loop for hours that makes them very violent. He has a lot of blood around the chained areas that are not his own. So you get the idea.

Walker is only trying to kill me, nothing else. I started the recall in a open, empty room with nothing to hide in so i decided to make a run to cover. The building interior had only natural light and a lot of open ceilings and walls to let light in. The walls were a tan color. It was late afternoon and the sun would be down soon. When i decided to find a new hiding spot i could hear Walker talking to himself about finding me. I ran down a short wide hallway into a room with a few lockers here and there and nothing much else in the room. It was a dead end! there was no other rooms to go in, just a small balcony. I ran to the small balcony with a single locker in the center of it and decided to hide there. I could see before entering the locker we were in a jungle area, lots of lush green plants surrounded the building. Walker enters the room and i watch him through slits on the locker. He walks past every locker in the room except Sure enough Walker didn't check any other locker except the one i was hiding In! He opened it and grabbed me out of the locker, stared at me face to face as he held me a few inches off the ground, and threw me a few feet across the room and proceeded to walk over to me. I had to run quick or he would get me and that would be it for me. But that is when the dream faded. Throughout the dream i never really felt much or any fear.

With mother and younger sister we were taking our stuff, and get inside a bus. It was sunny afternoon. We were driving through a city. On the way I saw a strange bus, that was moving on the road sideways to how it should drive. I saw some persons through a window. Chubby, brunette man with glasses wearing, grey sports clothes and young woman with brown hair, wearing black jacket. I don't know why, but they received my biggest attention. We drove to the hotel. We took our luggage, and gave it to the service. I then went to the toilet, and entered a cabin. It had two doors, and a huge mirror. I couldn't see my reflexion in it. I thought And it would be best if they won't disturb me. I hear someone going inside the room. I went out to the corridor, and saw that everyone was bashing the door to living room. I don't even asked why, but I came to my younger sister and asked where my stuff was placed. Next I go to my room.

Despite heavy effort in MILD and earlier bedtimes, I have had a very foul last couple of days.

I've decided to start tracking my bedtime with each DJ entry to see what bedtimes seem to work the best for lucid dreaming.

Sun-Mon: Bedtime 9:40

I remember some dream about replacing superman, in every sense of the word. I had all of his powers, all of his responsibilities, etc.

I remember I had to wear his costume. It wasn't as tight fitting as it was to him, since I'm smaller and not totally buff. The costume looked more like the one from the old Superman movies with the more vibrant colors and less texture.

I think I ended up tripping over the cape at one point.

I got tricked into going into this hotel room/apartment where there was Kryptonite or something that made me lose my powers. But the Kryptonite was somehow dissolved in to the air, and I had to try and hold my breath. There was this bad guy in there who was a big black floating orb with one eye who was attacking me.

I lost consciousness in the dream.

Mon-Tues: Bedtime: 10:50

I had a couple of dreamlets last night, but they were really messed up. I don't feel comfortable sharing them. Skip.

There was something that I was comfortable sharing. Something to do with Attack on Titan. I remembered it when I woke up, but have since forgotten what it was about.

Interpretations: The Superman probably means something about having big shoes to fill or being poisoned by something. I don't make any immediate connections to things in my waking life though.

If my recall were to shape up, I'd have more to work with.

I was on an adventure. I was traveling on a canoe over icy waters. I was being chased by... something. I entered a cave ahead, and there were two allies. One was an old man and the other was girl. From afar, I heard the wolves howling. I also saw the outline of their handler, a guy with a beard and coat (like a hunter).

I have to leave the area so that they'll chase me instead of my allies inside the cave. I swung a rope out of the cave and up (coz fuck gravity and physics) and over the cliff outside. I started to climb up and one of the two greywolves (specific) jumped up and bit/clawed me. I felt the pain on my butt (IRL, upper body to neck hurt like hell, but not butt and below) as it did.

I was able to climb over the cliff. I was above and I tried to save/filter what little water I have left/found. I was debating with myself what was best: using the saucer or using another saucer. Somehow, I felt like I was just wasting the water.

It felt like I did this adventure before in the same dream and it was just reset, and I somehow knew I should fly down into a cave (a different one?) to complete the quest. I flew down and entered a cave, and inside it was being... bulldozed? There were huge mobile machines that were turning dirt over along with huge, round, rusty coins with a hole (square?) in the center. A huge old man (huge in a cartoonish way with cartoonish proportion) wearing a... lab coat? Anyway, he went out from the inner part of the cave and waved and closed the entrance like a mouth, so whatever was outside wouldn't be able to get in.

I was led (forcefully?) into the inside part, supposedly like a prisoner/captive. I arrived inside and saw some allies making themselves at home although the looked like a military area with its similar beds and similar lockers. My female ally was dark-skinned and tall, with her ponytail braided. She looked like a Latina Lara Croft. There was also a guy, light-skinned, jock-like. I couldn't remember much of him.

I was in a mall, grocery store or mall. Red color theme, like National Bookstore. I was buying some stuff. I saw Ivan with a girl outside, and I was expecting to meet him by the entrance, but they weren't there. I thought of SM (mall) and passing by that area. (deja vu about another dream)

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Notes:

- Fell asleep at around 5:30 p.m.
- Woke up almost 8 p.m., no alarm
- Upper-body-to-neck pain, none from the hip below, from parkour training
- Was watching Cosmos (Neil DeGrasse Tyson)

I have GOT to stop going to bed late. This time around 2am (11pm is my target, rarely make it). Going to bed late almost always results in terrible dreaming…. this is the achilles heel of my practice.

rescued from the horrors of a no-recall night (is there anything worse?) in late morning:

+(f) ex-GF SB's having problems with her thesis math

+(f) walking backwards, firing an automatic machine gun over the shoulder

+ observing a knife-throwing robot practicing/learning; plan for the attack with friends, I sneak up on the munitions store in full fatigues in between cars, fight with enemy, asked to help on other side of building

I'm in a garage-like room. A small robot is practicing knife throwing against a target from a short distance away. It is hitting the target reliably. Then it switches up throwing styles to a simple jab forwards (no spin of the knife), misses a few times, then stats hitting reliably. Then it tries underhanded throwing and is quite poor, mostly missing. I think that this small robot holding a large sharp knife is very dangerous and I don't want to walk close to it for fear of it slicing my calves deeply.

Standing outside talking with team, I suggest taking the munitions room, but they're concerned about leading the enemies to it and losing control of it.

I'm making my way to the munitions room, I'm in full military gear, I'm crouching down and quickly moving between aisles of parked cars. One car is full of people looking at me. I move past the cars and onto a sidewalk with a low wall, in back of me I see an enemy, I try crouching down low behind the wall and he walks past but he then seems me and we fight.

I initially fire a pistol but the rounds are very loose and I have to catch them in my hands to prevent them from falling out of the pistol to the ground. I fire (at his temple at point blank range?) but he's not hurt. Switching to a knife I swipe him solidly across the throat but he has only a small scratch there, again, and similar result, barely a scratch when he should be bleeding out. I think that if I plunge the tip of the blade into his jugular that surely will do it but I'm getting really squeamish at this point and don't want to do it. Someone says use a bow?

(See a hairdresser's salon next to me?) I'm standing near the munitions room. There's some man making a twisting gesture (like an "indian burn") with a pipe in his hands, he wants me to come to the other side of the building and help him. I'm suspicious that it's a trap.

I move farther away to an exit, I need to put on shoes, there are only small sneakers here that are full of sand, I empty out the sand. Some kids come up behind me?

+ young people (is my son cheating on his GF?) screwing in next room, they're my son's friends visiting, chat a bit downstairs with them.

FA: I awake in bed in my childhood home bedroom to the sound of someone grunting/screaming in the next room. I'm concerned, I get up and go out to the hallway and open the door of my sister's bedroom. On the far wall are I see a young woman sitting on top of somebody (presumably a young man) on a chair with a blanket draped around them, I can only see her shoulders and head. I think for a minute she's my niece. Then I think the boy may be my son and he's cheating on his GF because I don't know the girl.

I go down the stairs and the young man who just got laid has a huge ear-to-ear grin on his face and is making fist-pumping victory gestures. I see the girl clearly now and I do not know her, I think she's from my son's class at University. Sitting around in a group in the living room talking with the girls, talking about things. (The subject changes to my penis? I assure the girls that yes, it works quite well…?)

+ fishing [rare!], almost topple of out boat as I get in, feel and see large fish in water, then see HUGE (15-20 foot) catfish lazily swimming on top of the water

(I almost never have dreams of being in or around water despite swimming regularly in waking life). (I've also barely ever gone fishing in my life so this is weird).

I'm shoving off from the shore with my face to the shore in a small row boat. I'm trying to sit down without capsizing, as I sit down the boat lists dangerously far to the right (starboard!) and I fear I'll topple into the water for a second, but the boat rights itself and I get settled and start rowing. The boat is quite small and the water is very green and opaque. Did I bring the tackle box? After rowing a short while I feel something touch my left hand in the water, and I look down and now the water is very clear and transparent, and I see that a large (trout?) has just swum by me, it has an odd, disfigured tail like a stump of bamboo, I think of going after it to catch it and follow it. Then I see a *huge* catfish (15-20 feet long) floating calmly on top of the water. Would would I do if I hooked it, could I call for help to catch it? Would I be able to eat it? As I approach it senses me and it swims away.

I was at my mum's friend's house. Her daughter had the same age as me. It was night, and we were watching TV. I told her that I wanted to become lucid tonight, and the better way was to have a nightmare. She disagree with me and said that nightmare doesn't make you lucid. Now she was a bit of confuse. So I took her white laptop which was on the table, and search some website to show that nightmare can make you have LD. .....