non-lucid

I was walking in a dark corridor. I was with two people. I think one was my sister and the other is "Bob." (lol)

We were looking at ancient civilization architecture/dioramas/etc., but the light seems too dark. Even when we turn on some light, it's still too dark. After we saw one area, I told them about another ancient civilization area on the hallway to my right. I was thinking it's even more ancient.

We went in and it's still dark. We went inside an "ancient" house, although it looked more like a house in the Philippines during the Spanish era. We were walking around and I can barely see anything. I heard the voice of a child, so I thought someone must be inside. I turned on the light on my phone while we were walking. I partially saw a torso and legs of a kid (boy, I think) lying down on a table to my left. He was moving a bit, like he was woken up. I was going to approach him, but the other two went up the stairs, seemingly in a hurry, while still not running. I followed after them. They jumped out of the window. I was going to go out but I just felt tired and I let my arms hang limp over the window as I watch them retreat to my right. The window is level to the ground even though we went upstairs.

I felt strange because I wanted to go out the window but I was tired. I felt something cold in the center of my back, and I somehow knew something isn't right. The child, it would seem, was a spirit, and I think the other two knew it so they hurried. However, it caught me before I was able to get out, and it possessed me.

I partially awakened IRL and I felt cold around my torso (even my back, though I was lying down) and around my arms, as if I was "glowing," but instead of warmth, it was cold. I became slightly worried at the possession but I got over it. (seems it was the fan and cold weather outside)

I was back in the dream and I was with five people (or were there four and I was the fifth?). They were supposed to be bad guys. They wore dark-colored clothing. I was looking at myself. "I" was a human-sized rabbit with five floating wooden rectangular tiles with a symbol on each, and those things were floating in front of me. One was right in front of my face. They're supposed to be "eyes." For some reason, I got the nickname "Five-Eyed Rabbit." It seems it's the spirit that possessed me.

We were going to fight my previous allies, and since I was possessed, I was on their side. The other bad guys were laughing about it. I think I was either not going to fight or have the rabbit control me. I complained out loud. I wanted to "have fun" as well, and I usually just get to watch the fight from a third-person perspective. They thought about it and let me fight.

Along the way, my "rabbit" form changed to a human-like form, but still with long rabbit ears. My body was dark and covered with tattoos. The five floating "eyes" were still there.

I can't remember much of the fight, but I found myself jumping up some "ancient" walls. I keep seeing walls, usually blank, and I was getting lucid. I finally reached the top of the wall, and I saw nothing but some light. It somehow symbolized awakening or enlightenment. I became some sort of holy man. I changed the other bad guys to good. It felt more like Avatar Aang somehow. From third-person view, I saw "me" as a monk-like person, shaven and wearing robes.

We were on a boat. It looks... light. Yellow, somehow, but not the drab yellow I usually see in my dreams. This one is bright yellow but doesn't hurt the eyes. It felt... Chinese, somehow. (Dragonboat? Chinese New Year?)

There were some bad guys in the boat but fortunately, they weren't able to escape. The bottom part of the boat where they were supposed to escape was sealed. I don't remember what they were there for.

In another area of the boat, we were talking about how to turn the wealth that's being accumulated to help the people. There's one guy there, not a monk like many present, who kept thinking of expanding. I suggested to keep cycling the income enough to pay the expenses and give the rest to... charity? The people? Improve people's lives? (unclear)

It was then that I shared I need to go soon. I need to go out and see the world (help more people?).

I was on a bus during daytime. I was with a friend or just an acquaintance (it keeps on changing during the bus ride). I went down, but then I was inside a jeep at night in Quiapo. I was thinking of going home. I looked at the shops outside. Then I saw that we were going through the underpass. I was supposed to go down before the jeep goes down the underpass. I told the driver to drop me off at the next corner. He asked what street. I just pointed at the closest one.

I went down but saw that it was not a street at all but an entrance to a fancy restaurant. I walked a bit further. I saw Lico (who I think was in the jeep with me) eating inside a restaurant. I talked a bit to him and then I moved on. I was walking along the street. It seems too narrow to be a street. Someone (mom?) warned me to be careful. I took my trusty pen from my right pocket and felt secure. I can face anything with it. (I draw.)



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NOTES:

- I slept for 1.5 hours. Set alarm.
- I listened to meditation my McGonigal (default mode) before sleeping.
- No coffee, no medicine.
- I felt tired and dizzy.
- I woke up dizzy.

+ aquarium remodel: glass panels on top of the stones outside, giant flourescent anemones prominently displayed (they asked my advice?)

Walking along a coastline, they're remodeling, instead of stone slabs they're placing a layer of glass on top of the stones.

Inside the aquarium I meet a remodeling worker. I notice that they've brought all the anemone displays here: very large (1-2 meter diameter), fluorescent (blue, orange) anemones, they're still in progress of rearranging all the displays. (The guy asks me my opinion on where they should put some of them?)

+(f) island tour: day-long, you have to bring your own water

+ "down the drain": jumping into a whirlpool/waterfall in a lake/ocean, get a good look down into the wild water and think "maybe this wasn't such a hot idea"; water dries up revealing shaft, enter building, avoid security, choose the right fork

I'm walking along the shore of a large body of water. I notice around the edges some bumps/ rocks in the water, I then see clearly that it is a rocky circular waterfall, sort of like this (but rocky/bumpy edges, not smooth):



I fly/jump right out into this to jump among the rocks but realize this thing is DEEP and keeps going down, down from rocky outcrop to rocky outcrop, "Oops! This may not have been a good idea" I have a feeling I may never make it out of here. Trying to direct my fall by jumping from rock to rock. The water vanishes and I see a massive shaft leading down as far as the eye can see with many levels branching out:



I'm down on one of the levels on top of a high structure trying to elude security, but I'm spotted. I come down. From the structure I need to choose a fork of some sort, I choose one and look at it, two-pronged, about the length a large dinner fork. I need to use this to close some latch on a door(?).

+ (Star Trek IV): save the whales, my team talking nonsense tech babble to overwhelm and confuse the inspectors, (e.g., "jimjab the cyclotron on the blogsnarf"), an inspector spots the trapdoor leading to the whales on the lower level; adult whale song can be heard across the world, baby blue whale (in the open trunk of a car?)

Inside a ship/submarine, my team is trying to fend off evil-intentioned inspectors from finding the whales which are riding in the hold of our ship. In turn, each member of our crew speaks a quick statement of nonsense technical terms to try to confuse the inspecting team. It seems to be working. I look down and see below a layer of water a trapdoor locked with a padlock leading to the lower levels. Then an inspector sees the same thing and a key and asks what is that for? I think we've been discovered.

Looking down into the open trunk of a car(?), thinking about adult whales, their song can be heard around the world. See/think of a baby blue whale (size of a slug?) and its song can't be heard as far.

+ (f) a giant key on a table?

+ meet a girl in a (bookstore?) on a couch, we're both reading dragon books, I ask "where did we meet last time?"

I'm sitting down on a couch (in a home? bookstore?) reading a book and a pretty girl comes and sits next to me, also reading a book. We're both reading books about dragons and we start talking. She says that she read the book I'm holding and she was reading the next one. We say the titles of the books (forgot). She looks really familiar, I have the strong feeling we've met before. I ask her "where was the last place we met?". I'm feeling attracted to her and thinking about nudging/bumping her. Her father comes up and I want to dispel any suspicion so I quickly stick out my hand, we shake hands and say "we are also hs<something>", he moves around to the other side of the couch.

+ watering the garden old C home, garage next to neighbor's, windows open, enter garage, see piece of childhood desk cast aside

I'm back outside on a sunny morning at my old adult C home, I'm really happy to be back here. I turn on the sprinklers to water the garden. I miss the simple joy of just watering the garden. I see the water sprinkling up the narrow strip by the garage wall towards the maple tree (which is tiled in the dream, in waking reality it was a dirt area), not much water is there but enough, and it is running back down towards me in a slow trickle so I think it will cover well enough. I walk around looking at the garden. I see a large bowl planter that is now complete filled with water ("I guess I should turn off the water?"), I notice some scraggly herb plants ("looks like oregano?").

I'm up against the neighbor house across the street. Neighbor voice says "you did a good job on your remodel, you made your windows large and wide" (true IWL). I'm standing up against the front wall of the neighbor house which has old, wooden windows in bad shape with peeling paint, their windows are widely open. My garage is immediately up against their house and also has open windows. I think they could throw garbage directly from their windows into my garage. I look through the open indows into my garage and see piles of wood.

I'm in the garage walking around the large piles of waste wood, I look towards the middle and see a piece of my old blue childhood desk lying discarded there with drawers open and my old papers spilling out onto the ground. I go to it and want to look through these old papers. Later I'm walking past piled up wood pallets and have something in my hand.

Morning of February 20, 2015. Friday.

Dream #: 17,595-02. Reading time: 1 min 26 sec.



It is a physically uncomfortable dream, though not intense, that occurs only when an object aids my flight. I mostly fly around in a standing or cross-legged position. Most situations occur in the early afternoon in unfamiliar commercial areas.

I have a cell phone that serves as a flying device. (I do not own one in reality). It is uncomfortable in that I have to hold onto it as it lifts me into the air. For the most part, I only fly above the rooftops of two-storey buildings. At times, my speed picks up, but I mostly fly slowly, sometimes pulling my legs up into a cross-legged position. There are a few times where I need to rise above utility lines.

My sense of touch is vivid as I feel the device buzzing and vibrating in my hands as I hold onto it. The faster the vibrations, the quicker and higher I fly. There are times when I relax, resulting in a more elevated flight. At one point, Zsuzsanna is holding onto me (mostly my torso) and we fly together.

I notice two compartments accessed by a thin detachable lid (opening from the left). Each holds an AA battery. They are vertical on the back, near the edge of the right side, divided by a featureless surface of about the same length as the compartments. I notice, after having used the cell phone to fly for some time, that there is only a battery in the bottom chamber. I decide to add a new one in the higher compartment (taking it from my shirt pocket). I do this while in flight while only about two feet above the sidewalk. It results in the cell phone lifting me higher and for longer.

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Typical dream fallacy dominates this experience. Not having all the batteries in a device would result in it not working. I have always found it intriguing how erroneous dreams are. Although I was physically uncomfortable while flying around with my arms up holding onto something small, it did not bring about lucidity.

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This dream is similar to one from December 21, 1969, where I held onto a book to fly.

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Date: 2/19/2015
Method: MILD & WBTB (along with ADA & RC/RRC)
Total sleep time: Did not go to bed until 5:00am, woke up at 7:30am, then went back to bed after getting something to eat at 8:45am. Slept until 1:00pm (ish)

Had two really vivid dreams...

Dream
Getting ready to go to a party or dance and was looking at my hair in the mirror. For a quick second, I did stare at the mirror because my hair was in a very different hairstyle than I usually wear it, but I did not question it so I didn't get lucid. I noticed something was growing out of my ear and I pulled on it and it came out looking like a capsule (the shape of a suppository). Once I yanked it out (Warning: this is going to be gross so now is your chance to leave) I started to taste this gross fluid from my ear drain in my mouth and down my throat . I spit the gross thick fluid out of my mouth and into the sink. It was this yellow green sticky looking stuff just plastered on the sink...gross. I finish playing with my hair and headed to the dance/party like nothing happened.

Fagment
My husband was asking me what happened to some exercise weights I had and I told him they were in my gym bag. He was angry and told me not to move them out of our home gym.

This should be the last foul night I have for awhile. I had to stay up late studying for a mid-semester exam. But now I'm going on break for a week so my recall should pick up after this.

Just something to do with harry potter. Me and him were fighting this black guy with four arms in a swimming pool. I remember him being able to extend and stretch his arms to ridiculous lengths, and he was keeping us away from him so that we couldn't win the fight.


I had just been inducted into a highly organized well funded syndicate numbering in the tens of thousands. They were a group of radicals and extremists who worked in a gray area between the law and criminals. Their ultimate goal was to [dream logic] acquire the best pizza in the world [/dream logic]

I recall their base was in this industrial/warehouse/shipping yard area outside of a major city (new york?) There was a big pile of scrap cars and next to it a big pile of scrap spaceplanes (space shuttle looking vehicles, but they were very small, single occupant.) Someone told me that they scrapped them for their advanced engines and technology.

Something to do with getting oil out of gearboxes in certain vehicles and selling it because it was very expensive.

Marcus was involved somehow.

In the end we ended up getting the pizza. I was sitting in the back of a car enjoying a slice for myself. It actually wasn't as good as the dream built it up to be.

Spoiler for Interpretations:

Seems like mostly residue and nonsense. With better recall and more congruent dreams I would be able to offer more interpretations.

That pilgrimage again, but sometime before we reached that mountain range. We're camped out somewhere green. I'm walking through the camp with that woman leading the pilgrimage, and although it's her visions they're following, no one pays her any particular attention as we're walking around. We come to the top of a cliff with a long series of wooden stairs leading to the bottom, crossing back and forth. Far below, two of our people are fighting, sort of - a soldier and a man I recognize, it's clear she's training him. I wonder why he'd want to do that - he's really not suited to fighting. The soldier sees us watching them and they both stop.

Time skip over all those stairs; we get to the bottom, and they're both sprawled out on the ground. She's asking him to list the three things he's learned. He goes um, ah, "Give me a minute. I just had it." She does give him a few moments, and then she gives him this expectant look. He seems surprised she didn't just drop it. He says, "I'm finished," and laughs.

An enormous raven, three times the size of any I've seen, lands on a fence post nearby; then it's a very elegant woman leaning against that fence post instead. I'm thinking, that would have been much more convenient than walking down all those stairs.

My goal was to find Eye in this dream. I couldn't get much sleep last night since im sort of sick so i slept for a bit in the morning.

Holding Onto The Dream


I was inside a car with my dad waiting for my mom to come out of JC Penny. But she wasn't coming out any quickly. Than the dream shifted. I was now in Barnes and Nobles thinking about what book to get. Somehow thinking of all of this made me land in a mall. There were many elevators,security guards standing near the elevators and people around me.I became lucid and started walking slowly towards the stairs. I thought about experimenting with speed in the dream while walking and tried walking slowly than faster. The dream became unstable though and everything started disappearing. I did my best though to keep myself in the dream through intent. I focused on small pictures appearing through the darkness. Than I thought about Eye. I popped up somewhere in the dream with the guy that appeared in the "Being the strongest Vs" dream. For some reason i pounced on him and we were sort of play fighting. I could hear a girl talking about someone named Serene in the background and when the guy fell on the floor the dream began to turn black again. I held onto the dream and could see a town with a castle appearing but than it disappeared and i woke up.

Not What I Expected

I was inside a school/Mall with many kids at first. Somewhere I found my brother with someone else inside a kitchen and he was telling me something about drawing characters and height i think. Something else he said made me mad though and we started to argue.Later in the dream something brought me to lucidity and the dream characters i was with began to feast on strawberries and candy inside a room.I started eating everything one by one and noticed how the different tastes were simple and seem faded. After all, i could make them taste like any candy i wanted to and that's what i did. After that i left the room thinking about how my goal was to find Eye in the dream but i couldn't find him.

The next thing i recall happening is that i ended up on a bed in a somewhat familiar room. It was like a room that was shaped like the room i was sleeping in but mixed with another house. I couldn't move and got scared. I wanted the dream to the end quickly so i started biting my hands, trying to scare myself awake but it did not work so i gave up and floated up near the ceiling. I could hear a girl talking in a room nearby and looked outside to see a cemetery in the distance. "This wasn't at all what i wanted. I just really wanted to see Eye" i thought to myself. Suddenly a song started to appear in the background. I forgot the name of the song though the man singing it had a deep voice. I started thinking about acting all happy so the gloominess would disappear and that's exactly what happened. The place started turning into a cartoon over excited world of joy. I flew outside and started looking around.

I found a dark shadowy woman with one red eye on her face. She said to me as i was trying to find my way around so many walls. " I hate to just have one bite. When someone invites me to dinner i just end up wanting more." I sort of felt the same way and looked around the setting to see a back of a school." I remember the back of that school." I told her."you do?" she asked." No. I was just kidding." I replied back trying to get away from her as soon as possible. I left her than ended up going through an open fence.I than landed on a sidewalk where i could see cartoons walking happily down the street. 'some of them turned into brown cartoon raccoon and ran away. I felt myself being pulled to the street a bit but managed to dodge the cartoon cars than woke up.

I dreamed I was laying on the ground in my yard, when I looked up and saw a javelina right next to me. I tried to get up and found that I was caught on something and couldn't move. I held really still because the javelina looked quite intimidating. In fact, the more I looked at it the more it started looking like those huge prehistoric pigs with the long snouts and huge teeth.

NON LUCID
*I looked of this gaint window on a space ship staring into deep space. I remember thinking that wow it is so much easier to meditate in space.

I was in some sort of building. Hotel or restaurant, not quite sure. I lost a lot of the dream when I woke up.

I was looking for the bathroom. I found one but was afraid that the place is dirty. Turned out it is. The toilet still has crap in it that the previous person didn't flush. It seems the flush does not work.

NOTES:

- Slept during the afternoon, no alarm
- Took phenylephrine because of the annoying sinusitis
- Kept waking up and falling asleep
- Went to sleep listening to meditation from default mode
- Watched "Trick" before sleeping so that might have affected the crap part

Don't recall much but my dreams are getting vivider so I guess this is what I gotta do now :3

Dream 1 :[COLOR="#800080"] I'm in a bus with a muscular asian guy that seems to be my husband. There's a kid (boy) jumping around on all the seats. It then suddenly transforms into a baby and I hold him in my hands. I can't stop staring at him and at the asian guy and then we start to compare our looks with the baby. Seemed like it was ours. After this, all I remember is going to a wedding with them and everybody welcomes me, my asian husband and the kid. We seem like a pretty respected family. [/COLOR]


Dream 2 : [COLOR="#800080"]I am with my sister in a pet shop. I look around and I see an old woman petting and kissing some swimming hamsters. I suddenly hear a loud sound and the owner of the shop tells me that something bad happened. I see a necklace on the floor, I grab it and then run. I get teleported in this hall that has one room at the end. I run and open the room and there's another hall with ANOTHER room at the end. I open that too and then I see this white room with some keys inside the keyhole and when I try to open it this dude with a bazooka shoots me in the head. [/COLOR]

Dream 3 (fragment) :[COLOR="#800080"] I'm in a mall that looks very futuristic and there's some old lady near me drinking hot chocolate and I beg her for something.. don't recall what.[/COLOR]

17 February 2015

I and two other people were lead through a dark forest to a summer camp, as we passed through the gate and onto the camp grounds I noticed to my right a large garden of over sized eyeballs. If there was more to the eyes then it would be obvious that they all were expressing different emotions, some were squinting, some were wide open, and some blinked a couple of times. I stared at them, noticing all the different colors of them. It was strange.

When a camp director came to us and greeted us I asked her what the hay those even were. She smiled at me and responded, "those eyes each belong to a member of the camp faculty."

Next she bent down and picked up the closest eye, a sky blue one...well more like the black object it was in anyway. "This one is mine." she says.

A yellow tulip appears in her right hand and she holds it close to her face, it could barely be seen but I noticed a yellow powder fly out of it. The director looked down at it and then at the eye she was holding, next thing I knew it lifted out of the object it had been laying in and drifted a few inches away from the director.

It felt like my mouth dropped open, I stared in amazement at the eye. How is she making it levitate like that?

Then the dream ended...

-I played with a new puppy and my older sister told me to give him sufficient white iron supplement with his food.The iron looked messy like powder and pills all clumped together so i didn't think it was a good idea to give him it.

-The place around me was covered with snow and I was in front of a building. There was a news reporter guy and a man who was familiar with the building. The man familiar with the place opened the gate to the back of the building and as soon as i started walking inside he told me to come back.When i came back i saw a deflated huge black and blue super hero like hand. The news reporter asked what he was going to do with it. The other guy said he was going to pump air into the hand that he created. As soon as he did it got bigger and bigger until he stopped.

(I become lucid in the 10th paragraph, not counting this one. I guess I should start doing that color-coding thing.)

It's the 1960's and I'm part of the civil right's movement. There's a rivalry between me and woman who's got the stereotypical tan safari clothes on, and keeps trying to kill me, treating me as if I'm a rare animal to become a trophy. I keep encountering her, fighting her, and narrowly getting away, until one night, it's me and a whole bunch of other people in the civil rights movement (I think it might have been some kind of gathering or meeting) in a room, and the safari lady comes in and shuts the door, trapping us and herself. There's so many of us that we overpower her quickly, and we gravely consider killing her, because that's the only way we think she'll stop trying to kill us (I didn't even remember the police existed at this point - though I honestly don't know how much the police would have done for civil rights activists in the 60's). While we're holding her down, she smiles/grimaces at us, saying that we've won, and we should kill her, because otherwise, she won't stop until we're all dead. Three of us are holding her down and another one hits her hard on the temple, killing her. I'm basically weeping at this point. There is a long moment of solemnity and sadness felt by everyone in the room at this point.

However, everyone slowly brightens, and decides to celebrate instead, because apparently this was a huge step in gaining equal rights. There's partying, and down the hall they're making hamburgers with a bunch of different crazy ingredients. Since I know food often makes me feel better, I go down there and check it out. There's one person standing at the only hamburger-making space available, making hamburgers for the two or three other people in the room. They request hamburgers with nutella, peanut butter, this stuff that is like strawberry-flavored nutella, and more. I pick out a reese's peanut butter cup brand peanut butter (which is sweeter than regular peanut butter) and some chocolate spread of the same brand. However, I can't really get the chef's attention, and I feel ignored and unwanted (feelings I struggle with in real life.) I trudge back to the party room and sit behind the couch. I sit there because I want to kind of "hide" behind the couch, you know? That's where I want to be while I sulk and feel bad about myself. However, I find that the floor is too uncomfortable. I get up and lie down at the edge of the couch with one leg up over the corner of the back of the couch. I'm not really upside-down, but I am in an awkward position. I fall asleep.

In my dream-within-a-dream, I'm hanging out with Finn and Jake from Adventure Time. I don't really remember much, except that I can stretch (but not expand) like Jake, and whenever I consume certain items, I get bigger. My plan is to eat a whole bunch of these items, getting really big, and then squashing myself back to normal size. This way, I can "expand" like Jake whenever I want to (being limited by how big I can get myself from eating things). I'm having trouble finding anything I can actually eat. Finn comes over to say something to me, but right at that moment, I'm looking at a menu that projects from my forehead (like Pearl in Stephen Universe) and I see a button that says "descend from above" or something like that. I say, "hmm, what's this do?" and I press it before Finn can say anything. Objects start falling fast from the sky in blue streaks. I say, "oh, well, that makes sense." But they're hitting and hurting people (nothing serious), so I feel bad about it. I go to collect one, and it turns out that I can consume these (I don't say "eat" 'cause it wasn't really the same thing)! I pick up as many as I can, but it isn't much, and very soon the shower ends and the remaining grounded objects disappear. I have one more use left on the button, so I use it again.

But this time, to collect them all and protect the people who got hurt by them last time, I stretch myself thin over the whole area, catching every single falling-star-thing. I'm satisfied. Finn comes next to me, and we're standing on a hill, alone, watching as the rest of my body catches the falling stars. Finn says, gently, "Hey man.. are you ok?"

And I say just as gently, "Yeah.... Yeah, right now, I think I am."

Then I wake up from my dream-within-a-dream back into my regular dream. It's light (when I fell asleep it was dark). I sit up. There are still a few stragglers left from the party, talking, eating their last bits of hamburger, and getting ready to leave. I get up and realize that the party was in my living room (though different from my real one save for the window and two couches). When it was dark, I didn't realize just where we were. I walk down a road downhill and I see this crazy-looking roller coaster. A guy who presumably works for whoever owns it enthusiastically comes over to me, tells me how amazing the ride is, then "shows me a video" of it in action. When he "shows me a video", what really happens is that my view is suddenly placed in an empty seat of the ride. As he describes the ride to be in false enthusiasm (the kind you hear in commercials, y'know?) I at first am only watching the view while standing where I was, but eventually, it feels like my body is actually on the ride. It kind of goes like this until I AM on the ride.

I like roller coasters, but I don't like this one. It went so fast and hard that the weird corkscrews hurt my back, and we went upside down in violent ways that lasted too long that hurt my neck. I tried multiple methods of sitting in that seat, but no matter what, the coaster kept hurting me. Finally, it ended and we all got out. I noticed while on the ride that I seemed to be the only girl on the whole coaster. As we got out, guys were coming up to me and asking who I was, where I had come from, etc. Non-maliciously. They were just curious, since they had all come together and suddenly there was this stranger on the ride. I felt my usual stress and vulnerability as I was crowded by a bunch of older (early 20's) men, and I made my excuses and left. However, one of the guys followed me, because he wanted to talk to me some more. We go into a room and he says something (I don't remember what), and I respond in a male voice. I try to act normal, but inwardly, I'm so happy and relieved. I didn't really know I was in a dream, per se, but I knew enough that what was happening wasn't real in some way. I happily took on my role as a male, stress and fear melting away. It felt very nice to talk to a guy without worrying about the usual stuff.

So I don't remember how it transitions, but I have this sentient object whose name I think was Sally. Sally can transform into different objects, but she rarely listens to me. I have her with me as I go to the entrance of this really fancy mansion with a closed gate. There is a tiny pond in front, outlined in rocks and surrounded then by a fancy driveway/walkway paved in shiny, smooth, white stone, the irregular shapes fitting together so you could hardly feel the cracks with your fingers. A butler passes by on the other side of the lake, leaving the mansion - I assume after a day's work. He glances into the pond and says, "oh, a turtle," and keeps walking. I, however, look into the pond, and say excitedly, "oh! A turtle!" It's a large (too large for a real one of its species, truthfully) musk turtle, and it's sitting just under the water on the rocks, so I lean over and grab it without getting very wet at all. I set it down on the pavement and look at it, and the butler guy briefly comes over and looks at it to, interested.

There are some shenanigans with Sally that I don't really remember. She's a serious "person" and doesn't let me use her for much riffraff. At some point, me and I think the guy I met earlier, are at the door of my grandparent's house. We're there to visit my parents and grandparents because it's apparently "the holidays". It's not anything like their real door or house. However, the door has lights on it that spell out something about cutting hair or a barber shop, so I rationalize the differences by figuring that they just took the door from my grandpa's old barbershop and used it as their own. (This doesn't explain the house's differences, though my grandpa really did own a barbershop not long ago). For some reason that I don't remember, I voluntarily have Sally turn into a chain and choke me. I walk away from the door and explain to my friend that I'll be right back, but I obviously don't want my parents to see me while Sally is choking me. When she stops (I don't remember where she goes, but she's with me somehow), I go back to the door and we knock. We're quickly greeted by my grandparents, and we come in.

The inside is very reminiscent of my other grandparents' home, but smaller. In real life, my other grandparents no longer own that home, but I don't find anything odd about it then. It's very nice and warm and all-around feel-good. I greet my grandparents, and I see my mom sitting on the couch with the dog/cat carrier we have next to her on the couch. I see our old dog running around excitedly on the ground. I greet and hug my mom, and I think about how sad it is to see the dog. I always end up seeing her alive in my dreams, and on special occasions like holidays we'll revive her, but she died a while ago, so it's very sad. I think that that doesn't sound right. I think, how do we revive her on special occasions? Wouldn't the body be quite broken down by now? Then I realize that we don't ever revive her on special occasions. She's really dead for good, and this is therefore a dream. I do a reality check (hold my nose and breathe in) just to make sure, and I'm correct. I stand up and face the wall, about to leave. My parents say something about how I shouldn't go yet because I just got there, and I say something like, "Sorry, no, this is a lucid dream, bye~!". I do a reality check as I'm leaping away through the wall, just to make sure it's a dream and I'm not really ditching my parents.

It should be noted that when I was visiting them, it was as if I was in my early 20's and living alone, so I really was just "visiting". In reality, I'm in my teens, and I'm still living with them.

I leap through this grey-white void with light snowfall around me, and I find myself on a city street, empty except for one dog. I don't remember exactly what happens, but the dog is sentient and if I recall correctly, it (he) recognizes me as another dog, and tells me to "come on". Obliging, I get on all fours and run after him. I'm pleased with my ability to do this since it's so hard in my dreams to shape my body into one that can actually run like a dog. I'm not quite perfect at it. My legs are still a little too long and I have to run on the tips of my fingers, and I can't go very fast. My dog friend (who seemed maybe like some kind of husky, iirc) told me to hurry up, and I told him that my legs were too long. Understanding, he and I go up to a building that specializes in plastic surgery for dogs. We go in and I explain that I need my legs shortened, my arms elongated, my fingers shortened, and the "pads" on both my hands and feet to be more pronounced, all so I could run better/feel more like an actual dog. The two workers there (who were also dogs - I don't remember one of the breeds, but one was a female poodle. The one I was talking to was a male - maybe a bulldog? He was kind of stuffy) talked to me about what I needed done, and my friend went ahead and requested some improvements too, but I don't remember what. He asked us our breeds, and my friend said "husky". I had kinda thought before that I felt sort of like a great dane (though I wasn't that big, iirc). So I was going to say that, then I remembered the heart problems great danes have in real life, so I didn't feel comfortable saying that. I thought huskies were cool since they were "closer to wolves", so I said, "half great dane.... half husky." The dog I was talking to seemed to accept that begrudgingly, with a sort of "sure, okay, whatever," air.

(At some point as we're in there, another dog flies in w/ a helicopter type of contraption attatched to her back (like dogcopter from Steven Universe) and frantically says something about how she (or maybe it was one of her pups) NEEDS an operation NOW. I'm disappointed because I assume that'll take precedent instead of my own problems, but somehow I am still able to be immediately tended to. I think 1-3 of her pups might have flown in with her? I don't really remember much. The poodle that was working there was white-furred, and I think this was a black-furred poodle.)

We go to downstairs to his desk, which is lit only by a single naked bulb swinging from the middle of the ceiling, and a small desk lamp. The basement is mostly storage, with a small area near the stairs cleared away of boxes to make room for the desk. He sits down and slides over something that's sort of like the ink pads you press stamps into (or now that I think about it, more like those pads you press your keys into to make a copy). It was dark-colored and just wide enough for what he asked us to do. He told us to give him the prints of all four of our paws. My friend did it first, but then it busted our enemy! I think it might have been the safari lady again. My friend fought her as I quickly made the prints for my paws. There was another print that my friend had made that I don't remember him asking for, and I tried a few times to replicate it, but I had a hard time (I think I got it the last time though, thankfully, since I didn't have any more room left the make prints). I then turned to fight her. We were both struggling, but then, the plastic surgeon dogs made their move! They somehow did it remotely. As I was fighting, I felt the skin of my legs pinch together as if they were invisibly marking where they were going to operate, and the same sort of thing happened with my other body parts that needed modified.

Then, I felt my legs snap-crunch shorter, and my arms elongated in an abrupt fashion. I was getting better at maneuvering and fighting the lady, then. My fingers shortened, my pads got more pronounced. Whatever my friend asked for happened to him to. After that, we went from struggling to dominating, and we kept fighting, pressing our enemy back. It felt very cool. I think when my modifications were complete, I thought triumphantly and half-jokingly, "now.. I am a DOG!"

Unfortunately, I didn't get to experience much more fun as a dog, because I woke up. However, right before I did, (and I knew I was waking up soon), I remembered about the task of the month. I very quickly grabbed a green rubber toy crocodile from one of the storage boxes and set it down on the ground. I assumed it was sentient, so it was. While it was looking away, I scratched it across the side of its snout, and then as it looked back, I pointed to my friend and said, "He did it!" He looked at me incredulously and said, "What??" I knew it wasn't much, but it would have to do. Then I woke up.

I felt kind of "fuzzy", and I squinted into the warm, sunshine-colored room, not wanting to get up.

...And then I woke up for real, because apparently the first time was a false awakening.

PS: Bulldogs aren't healthy breeds either, iirc. It's kind of odd to say that here but I feel like I should. At least english bulldogs aren't. I don't know much about the other kinds.

Date: 2/18/2015
Method: MILD & WBTB (along with ADA & RC/RRC)
Total sleep time: only 4hours, work schedule is chaotic at this time.

Dream
I colleague of mines sick in RL, she was in my dream from last night and she had just returned back to work. In RL she wears her hair short and platinum blonde but in the dream, her short hair was a jet black. She also is an older woman and in my dream she was very young...almost like a young teen-age girl.

Fragment
Something about my MAC Cosmetic powder puff being ripped to shreds.

Fragment
I dreamt that I was entering my classroom getting ready to lecture my students. I had my it into the class room right on the nose. In RL I am very strict on my students coming into my class late so they are heavily penalized for being late. In the dream as I was coming in the door and the students were all seated in their seats and one of them looked at the clock behind her on the wall and said, "Your late." I told her I was not late and that I was right on time. Class starts at 2:05pm and it was 2:05pm. In real life I tell my students if they are on time then that means they are late.

The strange thing about this fragment I had last night is that it actually happened today! Freaked the hell out of me. I went into my classroom at 2:05pm because I was trying to print something before class had started and I was having trouble with the printer. Upon entering the class (just like in the dream) a female student said, "Your late." I told her, "I am not late, I am right on time because class starts at 2:05pm and it is 2:05pm." I stopped dead in my tracks and thought to myself, "Is this a dream?" Of course I did a quick 'mental' reality check of levitation as I got ready to call the class roster....Damn! It wasn't a dream, but how cool is this!