non-lucid

Dream 1

I don't remember the first part. It was long.But at the lucid part I appeared at a wide open field in a line up with armed dream characters.(Swords,spears and guns)I stood in the line for a bit wondering why no one was moving than decided to call to the attention of the people on the line and told them lets go on adventure. They all agreed and we started walking.

In front of me I could see one had a elemental symbol of water and fire on them. I wanted to know what elemental title would the dream characters give me so I asked. They told me that fire was best for me because the way fire builds up and comsumes its opponents. I said okay happily and began to run in what I think was a short pink kimono. But than as I was running a long black limo pulled up and a boy came out of it. He grabbed a girl in the group and than stopped.

The scene began to slowly change as if it was a piece of paper with anime drawings of the event that just played.(Anime Storyboard) I was sitting on a chair with my hand on the paper drawing the rest of the scene than stopped. I felt tired of drawing and turned the television off. It seemed as if the house was empty and I was the only one in the dimly lit house where most of the light came from the window.I woke up after trying to look for something.


Dream 2
I forgot. But I have a feeling there was food in it.

Dream 3

I was trying to fall asleep in the dream.The next thing I recall is appearing in a area that was hard to see. Everything looked blurry and white but I could hear a guy and a girl talking. The girl said she still liked the guy. But the guy said he wasn't into her anymore. After I heard him say that I made my presence known and the guy held my shoulder with his strong hand and slowly pushed me back till I appeared on my bed than woke up. TwT I had to go to school anyways.

There's a man, some kind of ruler, lying in his sickbed, potentially his deathbed. He's speaking to two servants to either side of his bed. Circumstances are forcing him to return to a place he'd once tried to conquer many years ago, but had been forced to turn away from at the last minute. His servants think returning now will be a disaster, given his health. But he's inspired. He says that when he first marched on that place, he'd felt he was approaching the height of his power. As though if he'd reached that place, he also would have reached his dream of creating something that would change the world. I want to use the word 'technology' here, but that gives the impression of some new gadget - what the ruler is after is something as revolutionary as the invention of writing. His statement makes one of the servants focus on the symbol the ruler is wearing around his neck. It's a gold star with 14 rays, arranged much like a jack, the toy, or like a three-dimensional version of a compass rose. I, disembodied, think of alchemy.

There's a white horse and rider walking through a hall of the palace. An extremely agitated servant is trying to get them to leave, but the horse and rider brush him off. They walk through a pair of wooden double doors, into a room where the ruler who'd been in his sickbed is now up and in military uniform, going over maps. The setting looks significantly more modern than I'd thought in the previous scene, maybe as late as the 1800s.

The ruler reacts about as you'd expect when a stranger on a horse walks into your room. The rider asks, "Don't you recognize me?" And his face changes - now he's identical to the ruler. "Though when we last spoke, it was more..." And his face changes again, growing younger. Very little changes, really - skin's a bit tighter about the jawline, mostly. The rider reaches up to feel that jawline, and compliments the ruler on how well he's aged. Perhaps that's the result of easy living. This is sarcasm - an accusation. The rider says "we" expected greatness from the ruler - but what has he done with their gift in all this time?

The rider says, "We convene in the morning. I expect you there." And he leaves.

NON LUCID
*Travis messaged me asking for advice which I thought was quite strange. He wanted advice on how to get women. Then it started playing a video of him being completely drunk to the point were he could not funtion. I felt a lot of compassion for him and wished him well.

*There was a free show of magic that someone suggested I attend. They stated this show has be going for years now.

Hey Dreamers,
It's been awhile... hope you all have been well. These are some dreams from Wednesday night. As usual, my own thoughts during the dream are italicized & moments of lucidity are usually specified.

American Horror Story in Ala Moana
I am wandering through the Ala Moana Shopping center at night. It's cold which is strange considering I'm in Hawaii. Snowflakes start to fall and I catch one in my hand... I say my LTP (Lucidity Trigger Phrase) as I stare at the flake melting in my palm...
Yup. I'm dreaming... no surprise there.

I continue walking towards the center of the mall. I see strange lights and shadows in some of the stores... kind of feels like a haunted house walk through... it amuses me. I reach the center of the mall and it seems like a show is about to start on the ground floor stage. I lean over the railing to get a closer look at the performers. Some of them I notice from American Horror Story and they were setting up stage with... hula dancers and magicians...?
Hmm...Interesting... this should be a good show.

I'm about to ask when the show starts but I notice something strange about the railing I'm leaning against before I can get a word out. I look down; the railing is falling away in chunks. I take a step back and realize the entire railing is made from a rotting corpse of a giant snake. My hands and shoes are covered in piles of maggots and flies. I panic slightly as I step back and almost trip but I manage to regain my mental stability.
Argh, gross....

I grow bored waiting for the show to begin so I leave the open seating area in search of an adventure. And that’s when I hear Strong Man (from American horror story) yell "Hey doll, where do you think you're going? We’re just getting started!" The tone of his voice wasn't very inviting.
Pfft. kiss my ass.

I begin running back towards the Sears side of the mall. I'm not afraid but I honestly don't feel like wasting my time by having "one of those dreams" again so I'm trying move to another space without interrupting the actual dream flow and atmosphere. But I stop when I hear very familiar voice coming from behind a fake plant. It's my friend who I shall refer to as...Je Lalin...Lalin for short.

Me: "Je Lalin, is that you?"
Lalin: (panicked whisper voice) "Shhh! Yes! Shut the fuck up! Are you crazy?!?! They’re going to kill us!"

He pulls me behind the plant and holds me by the shoulders. He's wild eyed, sweaty, and clearly disturbed by my laughing. I try to tell him I think it's a dream but he shushes me again and drags me into a store. We duck behind a rack of bras. I am completely amused by his fear... it's fricken hilarious.

Me: "Hey Lalin, notice anything strange about the mall?"
Lalin: "Okay seriously... just stop. This isn't a joke. I know you're in shock but you need to shut up while I try and figure this out..."
Me: "It's fucking snowing.... We're in the biggest outdoor mall in the world which happens to be on a TROPICAL ISLAND and...It’s snowing. Oh and we're being chased by fictional TV show characters..."
Lalin: "what?"
Me: "IT'S FUCKING SNOWING!!!!"

I grab some bras off the rack, shove them in his face, and stand up. I can hear the strongman getting closer and I try to think of a really messed up way to kill him in front of Lalin.
Shock value.

He’s still kneeling behind the rack but I can tell he's processing what I said. He stands after a moment which was conveniently timed with strongman walking up to the front of the store. Lalin stares at strongman trying to break the glass before he grabs my face really hard and asks me if this is real... I reply "It's a real dream, my friend." He stares at me blankly as the back of the store molds into a tunnel...
I pull him through.

Oranges, Ski Lodge, & Pretend Make Out Sessions


The dream skips a bit; I remember building a snowman with Lalin and his brother (?) at some point. I've never met his brother IRL so I can't be sure. There was tension between them... it was odd. The dream stabilizes a bit when we're playing a game of pool inside the lodge.

On a scale of 1 to 10 my lucidity is at a 3 or 4 at best. We're playing with a young lady, early 20's, short, stocky, mixed Asian/islander. She's on the other team with another young man who looks familiar but I’m not sure why. Anyway, I notice her glaring at me a lot. I can feel her attempts to choke me with her energy. I find it rather unsettling but I ignore it. She eventually throws a knife at me after the game is done but it misses and I return fire with a half peeled orange straight at her head. Lalin and I crack up at the look on her face and she runs out of the lodge.

Eventually, Lalin and I settle onto a white couch by the fireplace of the now empty lodge. We talk about life goals, traveling, and school. Then out of nowhere he snuggles closer, locks eyes, and leans in rather seductively. I close my eyes out of uneasiness as I feel his chest press slightly against mine... I anticipate a kiss but open my eyes to his smirk about 2 inches away from my lips. He reaches for his hot cocoa just behind me on the table. I watch him lean back playfully and sip on his mug. He tries to lean in again to put it back on the table but I grab it from his hands, take a sip, and place it on the table.
Nice try you lil' shit...

He laughs as if he's read my mind and then asks if I wanna play Make Believe Make Out. I crack up laughing and inquire as to what this game is and he responds with "It's a game where we pretend make out...duh." I watch him playfully roll his eyes at me and my curiosity peaks. I give him a coy smile and say... "Sure but what's pretend making out?" in the most nonchalant voice I could muster but I highly doubt he noticed my efforts... because his lips were on mine before I could take a breath.

I try to protest that this isn't pretend making out in between kisses but he shushes me (again) and playfully proclaims that this is... in fact... pretend making out and we're winning the game. I can't help but laugh as he unzips my jacket and gently nuzzles his face into my cleavage... licking and kissing every inch he could reach while unclasping my bra from the back. The frustration finally gets to him and he takes off my jacket, shirt, and bra all in one fluid movement. I sigh as he pulls me onto his lap and his tongue finally reaches my nipples. He licks, nibbles, and sucks till I moan and pull his face back up to mine. I try to whisper a thousand sweet nothings to him within a kiss. My laughter's gone and I let my hands wander his body... I find something strong and throbbing just beneath his jeans for me. I unbutton, unzip, and let him out. I watch his eyes glaze over blissfully with each stroke of my hand. He whispers a thousand sweet nothings with a single kiss on my lips and the moment unfolds between us....

Dragons & Pelicans

I am lying in a wide open field of flowers. I sit up and automatically recognize the space as my personal sanctuary. This triggers semi-solid lucidity. I smell fire. I stand and scan the tree line and see a fucking huge black dragon just chilling by my Koi pond.
What the fuck....

Lalin: "Isn't she beautiful?" he yells from the bridge over the pond.
Me: "Yes! She’s amazing! Is... is she yours?"
Lalin: "Kind of... I don't own her... I'm just lucky enough to take care of her because she lets me"
Me: "Ah, I feel ya, buddy. She's a beauty. Look at those eyes!"

I stare into her endless emerald eyes as I cautiously join Lalin on the bridge. I ask him if he thinks she'd let me get a closer look at her and he shrugs... so of course, I go for it. I walk down the right side of the bridge and approach her slowly... she watches silently. I tell her she's the most beautiful dragon I’ve ever seen...and that's when she lowers her head, licks my entire arm, and takes off into the sky.

Lalin joins me and explains that she's showing off for me. I feel very moved by her gesture. I clap and holler as loud as I can for her. She truly is amazing. I ask Lalin what her name is, he tells me but I will keep her name to myself for the time being. We're discussing her wingspan in proportion to her body when a big glob of white liquid splatters on Lalins shoe. We look up and see a ton of pelicans flying around the sky. Lalin begins whistling to himself while wiping the pelican shit off his shoe and readying his bow and arrow...
Uh oh... babye birdies...

Swoooossshhhhh! The first arrow flies through his bow and straight through a pelican gut. The bird begins falling from the sky but she (the dragon) swoops in and plucks the bird from his plunge to the earth before he can reach it. I can't help but clap at the team effort and Lalin explains that this is one of her favorite games they play together.
How cool is that?!?!

I smile to myself and watch them play their game together...
I can feel the dream fading and I know I'll wake up soon. I wonder if he'll remember any of this. I want him to very much so and I sigh slightly within my wishful thinking. I look over just in time to see him smiling at me. I reach for his hand but the feel microfiber of my couch...
I'm too late.
My eyes flutter open before I can let go of the couch in my grip.

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Morning of December 5, 2014. Friday.



This was a very long dream but which was not all that meandering, as the events seemed related to the main theme for the most part.

My older (half) brother Earl (deceased) is around, but not of a main focus. He has not appeared in that many of my dreams - my guess is that because I was looking at a much older dream (from July 2, 1976 - “Rocket Science”), he was in my stream of consciousness in a minor way. This has happened often before with reviewing older dream work and there are usually other similarities that clarify this. This of course would be evidence that dreams do not always have present significance (which I came to learn many years ago anyway - especially long-term precognitive dreams).

My dream’s setting is not fully familiar, although the Cubitis backyard seems to be a facet of the apparent composite location. There seem to be apartments lining a northerly side of a back road, where the perimeter of the orange grove would have been in reality. The road is vaguely reminiscent of the “eternity bridge” (going on to the east), a recurring locational association that took over the location of the real-life large shed, and is coming to establish a particular symbolic link over my lifetime. I find this interesting and may do an entry on it and the transitions.

My family and I are digging near the roadside as some sort of Halloween game or “treasure hunt” based on some sort of contest involving about three families (this being vaguely related to a real-life Halloween party at the library my two youngest sons also were in). I dig up a colorless pumpkin mask (I first think is a real skull) and show it to my youngest son. There are several other times when I reflect on the likelihood of human remains being nearby due to it also having been a graveyard in the past - although this may only be an assumption. Still, we mostly only find broken pieces of old plastic toys and such. (At this point I almost become lucid. However, I still seem to be aware I am making my own dream but from a subliminal level of self-awareness - hard to explain. It often involves trying to mentally force debris into transforming into human remains solely for the dramatic in-dream impact.)

An older female in the northwest apartment comes out for a short time and seems to wonder what we are doing there but does not speak to us. The time is not quite defined and changes a couple times.

A main vivid and very correctly rendered scene is focused on finding an old glass soda pop bottle which I then put clusters of larger nails into that I find in the same general area, most of which are rusty. I may be putting all the nails into the bottle so no one steps on them later, but there seems to be an additional unknown reason in the back of my mind.

I also dig up a brand new plastic-wrapped A4-sized package that turns out to be an ELA (English Language Arts) worksheet set for a learning module for possibly grade two. I decide to unwrap it and look at the various pages (it is about half an inch thick) - there is very clear detail - it seems to be tied in with spelling and vocabulary for the most part (and may be connected to a CD or other recording type), the pages divided into about four separate task panels, such as letter fill-ins and shorter word lists, including with draw-a-line match-up tasks. I decide that this will be given to my youngest son.

One other major scene begins with what seems like a male and female arguing southeast of our location. The arguing is fairly clear and goes on for several minutes (although the voices are not familiar at all - it may be “scripting” from someone actually arguing on the street outside our house while I am sleeping). They then walk northerly to where we are, continuing to yell at each other. The man is saying something about choking - perhaps relevant to a medical condition - he seems about ten years older than I. My brother Earl punches him in the left side of his face several times, knocking him over each time, near a circular wooden picnic table fairly close to the railroad tracks (which was actually the one in Wisconsin in my sister’s backyard, not ever in Florida).

Soon, the unknown male and his female partner become giant snakes, towering over everyone (by about ten feet). This seems to be based on a particular time expectancy, as some sort of seasonal ritual. Their “job” is to move down upon people to “kiss” them to instigate some sort of seasonal transformation (in the person they “kiss”). I hold a large circular couch pillow (the one we have in real life) over my head and am easily able to ward off the snake by doing this. My dream is not that well-rendered at this time and I eventually wake.

What I find interesting about this last part is that I was semi-aware that I was creating this “attack” upon myself (apparently for the dramatic effect) - thus discounting the theory that entities or “God” influences all dreams (although I have had extremely vivid lucid dreams where I sensed another presence). It seems the older I get, the more I become aware that I am making my dreams on another level even though I am not at all lucid at any point. I have had these realizations often in the past (even as an infant not yet able to walk), which are entirely different from in-dream lucidity. It seems to conflict with popular ideas about dreams.

Additional important note: The giant snake scene seems directly borrowed from a “Pinocchio” View-Master pack (not the Disney version but the Carlo-Collodi version I got for Christmas many years ago and which tied in to many personal associations). Additionally, the reels are round and both the cushion I was holding up and the out-of-place picnic table were round. In fact, there seems to be a vague association with the two notches on a View-Master reel and the potential damage to the pillow caused by the snake’s two fangs; rather ambiguous and nebulous, but very curious.

NON LUCID
*I was in standing along with alot of other people in this huge room as this lady gave a phrase and we had to guest who or what that phrase is referring to. One of the phrase was a country song that every single person in the room loved, people of all types and backgrounds that you can think of. I thought, "I am missing something here". What planet do I live on?, I thought. I went and sat in the corner because I felt like in out cast.

​12/4/14 <snip earlier NLDs> Counting one LD for tonight though two lucid experiences of some kind plus one semi lucid to lucid one. During the first one was having trouble getting to sleep after WBTB and at some point (mark green for uncertainty of what this was, green normally used by me for semi-lucids) I felt like I was in my dream body and that there was a unusually good replication of snoring. I do a glottal RC since this feels like I'm dreaming that I'm in bed and I don't want to risk waking myself up. The RC shows that I'm asleep. I stay patient and there are announcements with an echo exactly like you would hear a train station . One of them said "Charlotte" and another one said "extension 4210." There was a lot of talking over this speaker system. I tried to visualize a train pulling up since this all seemed like an experience in the void and I seem to get one in a rather wispy way, not solid enough. I consider whether or not it could just be HH's but it felt like I was fully asleep and my glottal RC indicated that I was nowhere near awake and gave the result I expect when I'm asleep and dreaming. It feels like I'm both in this train station and in bed with my dream body though and I I try to roll out of bed but couldn't move and decided to wait a little bit longer and the audio continued. I wonder if this could be NREM. I sense again what feels like my dream body and it feels like I'm successful moving my dream hand a little bit so I try to roll out of bed again but then either wake up or have a false awakening. I'm quite sure it was a real awakening though with the noise I heard from my wife getting ready. Whatever that was I wanted to have a regular REM lucid but I probably should have just floated there in the emptiness for a while longer. I'm in my house walking around when I walk into a bathroom and there is a woman I don't recognize and I instantly realize that I'm dreaming and I decide too have some fun with her and she is agreeable to take off her top and has nice breasts. I did want a little different looking woman and when I look back up at the mirror she is a different woman thinner and more attractive in the face with smaller breasts. This woman takes a little more convincing to become naughty but eventually she agrees to remove her top which should have stayed off right? She replaced the DC standing in the same exact spot just before that had her top off. I enjoy her for a little while and decide to imagine the third woman and she also materializes but this is when it gets a little blurry or foggy and eventually leads to a convincing false awakening where I'm rushing to get out of the house I am late or close to being late. I'm gathering my gym bag and there is some stuff in there that somehow I forgot to wash. My wife and my son are here but for some reason my son is taking my car and I have to take the truck. My wife comes up and says there's a construction vehicle that says your vehicle is in the way and it looks like they're going to tow it. I know that I parked it in a legal
spot and just because they're doing some work doesn't give them the right to tow my car so I go out there and I see the truck again and I wonder why again am I driving the truck and how am I even starting it...it is having mechanical problems? There's another vehicle pulling out from a neighboring parking spot heading towards the truck slowly. I know that the other car is not going to hit it but he does and pushes my vehicle and there is a mischievous look on the driver's face. As he gets to the other side of me and parks I noticed a baby carrier from his car and it is empty and this is the part that is semi lucid to fully lucid because I decided that this must be a dream and I'm going to pick up the baby carrier and use it to rough up this idiotic DC and I take number of swings before waking up. 242

12/3/14 <snip> Wake 5:15 very tired, game last night. To bed 11:50pm.
Old neighborhood put two new blocks the streets look oddly vacant newer and lit up strangely in the daytime perhaps the way light looks when you have sunny rain. I'm with my father and apparently we bought a house on this block and I'm going down to check it out I get down to the end of the block and I've gone too far according to the numbers which are confusing but in hindsight may have been unusual and not in order as normal. a neighbor has a big screen TV outside their porch dark house. For some reason I'm avoiding detection by the neighbor perhaps it's not our house yet? I go to open the door and it is unlocked and I'm able to go in this is when I notice how extremely dark it is in there. (Memory gap or very odd transition) When leaving it is like I'm at an open house and other people are looking at the house and they asked for directions back to the freeway. I pull out my phone and the first application doesn't do a good job of pulling up the map
so pull up Google Maps and I accidentally click on part of the map that's back near my current day home which delays me finding the information they need but then eventually I reset the map to current location and have a hard time determining my current location it keeps moving on the map but eventually settles but the person already gave up and I guess figured they would find their way back to the freeway. I follow out as well. I pass this big open area with lots of displays including a miniature display it said miniature people go here as if someone set it up each time. I go further down the sidewalk and see the group of people that were asking for directions and they are stopped talking and blocking the sidewalk it occurs to me to fly over them and that's when I fully realized I was dreaming. The scene is not unlike a festival scene with DC's everywhere. I fly low over the crowds of people looking around enjoying myself but I realize the dream feels
a little unstable and I start to think about how I can keep it going and I decide to land and walk on the ground and it seems to stabilize a little but I should have taken it further and grab some grass or rub my hands because I didn't get to walk around very long before I felt myself back in bed and a little too uncomfortable to drop back in. 241

12/1/14 Did much more pre-bed in bed. Some insomnia but early LD before 355am wbtb. The earliest that I remember being lucid I am looking at a bright scene way down below and decide to fly there. Perhaps induced by "if I were lucid I would!" It takes longer to get there than expected and I just decide this is the place at an empty clearing in the woods. I decide there will be many women in the area I'm about to land. Next thing I remember I am in a #church #parkingLot showing off how far I can throw stones while lucid. We can hear my stone splash down in the pond that is way up there. Seem to lose lucidity as I explore the parking lot and find it really dark when following source of many people in the lot...the church exit. Later I show 2 people my device that shoots energy bursts and finally get it to work as the 2 drive off...I had to hold down the button longer. I'm on a motorcycle and losing track of them at an exit I don't know if they turned right at High Street or if they turned left to turn around on freeway. I miss the light and am revving on edge as two #police approach from my right and look at me like suspect I'm about to run red light then say "I can't believe that" later realizing they were talking about the street artist who is gambling in the street. He is known for painting feathery creatures in the street and may be Native American. 240

Tonight or last night? Remember eating a lot of things in dream and thinking how that was unusual for me.

Weird clown-like guy that was pulling a prank this involves him pretending to stab himself and splashing blood all over the wall. Not scary but weird.

11/29/14 Setting up audio/video equipment just like last night IWL.
No strong dreams to "meditate" on so I use SSILD 2nd night in a row. In hindsight, the previous night's was a rather typical realization for a DILD using SSILD. Tonight it seems that I was at the very beginning of the dream and realizing I am dreaming. There is a beautiful overlook down to a nighttime view of a city that I don't recognize. There is a wooden fence blocking part of the view and I float up and hang my arms over the fence to get a better view when the visuals start fading. I start chewing on the fence and have a little trouble with it but before long feel myself uncomfortable in bed needing to change position but optimistic about reentering a dream lucid but got sidetracked with waking activities so no worries. 239

Actually back to SSILD for all of these nights except the early LD on 12/1.

There's a woman being haunted by phantom images of a man who'd once hurt her in reality. (The dream reality, that is - no IRL-based characters here.) She's just started flailing around on her bed, surrounded by two or three images of him like white smoke, they merge and blend into each other. I rush in, expecting the phantom images to vanish when I touch them, but they don't. I hold her down to stop her from hurting herself, and I realize that since I'd been around when that man hurt her in reality and hadn't stopped him, of course she wouldn't see me as able to dispel his phantom now. But I persist, and gradually the phantoms disappear.

But she's still flailing around, thrashing her head from side to side. I realize it's my own presence she's reacting to now. Disturbed, I back off and call for one of the women in the house, and a woman in an apron immediately rushes in and holds her down. The moment I back away, those phantom images return. It doesn't seem to make much difference to the haunted woman either way.

My grandpa had only a moth left to live, except when he told me half of the month had gone by.

Someone was making a new version of Lord of the Rings. it was turning out horrible. The orcs were basically people dressed up in chimpanzee suits. Sauron was a huge ugly monster and he had a wife. He ate his own spit.

I was sent to live in a bookstore. There was an all-boys' section. As sort of a personality test and to see if I had what it took to live there I had to fight a Pokémon boss battle. I did horribly. Some obese teenager pushed me over from behind. I remember being a bit surprised by that.

A screaming man came riding over a hill on a tractor and started shooting maniacally at me with a machine gun. I ducked underneath a car for protection and started saying my prayers.

I worked in a very fancy pastry shop. The walls were sort of a pastel red and there was lots of gold trim. Lots of sunlight streamed through the large front windows. The shop was owned by a guy I know. He had a big hole in his forehead, about the size of a lemon. It went all the way down to his brain. There was a Wes Anderson museum a few doors down to the left of the shop, and I was excited about getting off work and visiting it.

My family lived in a really neat antique shop next to a vibrant brook in a weird lonely gnarly forest. The brook flooded one day in the spring and flowed into the store. One lady's display was ruined. I went to go see her. Everything was destroyed by the water, except for a very neat old professional film camera. She gave it to me. I went up to a different floor of the building and found my friend lounging on a balcony. I wanted to test out the camera so I filmed him. Then I rewound the tape and watched the playback. For a bit, we saw my footage, but then it abruptly cut off. Apparently there was different footage underneath mine on the tape. The image cut to two young women laying on a bed in their underwear, touching and fingering each other. I instantly turned off the camera and yelled, "I didn't film that!!"

In another house in those same woods there lived an extremely ugly old witch. Her daughter, (yes, her daughter!) was protesting against her mother's overweening desire to cover her daughter in shredded cheddar cheese. They argued back and forth heatedly for a long time. The witch stated that when she was her daughter's age, she too was covered in cheese by her mother. With that, she shrunk her daughter, scooped her up and stuffed her into a ziplock bag filled with cheese. She rolled her around in there for a bit and then let her out and put her back to normal size. Then a narrator-sort-of voice on a voice-over deadpanned, "no one could ever mistake the old lady for a normal human being".

I could jump really high and effortlessly but only if I constantly gave a thumbs up with both my hands.

There was two of me in the same dream. Yes, two of me! One of ‘me’ was lucid, and the other ‘me’ was just dreaming. The lucid ‘me’, seems to be a memory of the dream, which instantly appeared in my mind when I woke immediately after the dream; whereas the part of me that was dreaming, was basically a fragmented, foggy dream. I can tell the lucid ‘me’ was a memory, because I did not have any recollection of the adrenaline rush, uplifting feeling, you get when you realize you’re lucid. It’s like this experience was just dropped into my head. My body felt like it was lightly floating, and moving in my bed, when this memory came to be.

Let me know if you have experienced something like this too (above)!

I’ll describe the dream from the ‘lucid me’ perspective. I was sitting in my parent’s living room perfectly lucid (not sure why I was lucid?). I saw ‘me’ walk in the backdoor and head down the hallway. I met myself once before in lucid dream, and I really wanted to have a conversation with myself, so I jump up and ran after ‘me’. My mom stopped ‘lucid me’ and said, “Do you really want to do this? Some people don’t handle this well.” I replied, “I can handle it, where did I go?” As I searched through the house for ‘me’, I came across my sisters, wife, and my oldest nephew. He smiled and said, “Hi!” The other me wasn’t anywhere to found downstairs, so I headed upstairs. The first bedroom I checked was my dad’s. My dear dad was lying in his bed, and there was this young, beautiful girl, sitting on the edge of his bed near the window. I did not recognize her. She had long, brown hair, blue eyes, thin featured, and was very pretty. I walked up to her, and we stood face to face smiling. I happily said to her in a playful voice, “Oh, who is this cute little girl?” She then replied, “I can’t tell you how many times you’ve said that to me as I was growing up!” She was smiling and giggling. She sounded exactly the same as my daughter! I got so excited, I woke up! ( I wanted to hug her)

We put sod down in the sanctuary of a church. The grass was very green and lush, quite pretty. To keep an eye on the grass, (we must have been afraid someone might try to rip it up), we planted a tombstone outside one of the windows of the church and planted a human eye in a round hollow in the stone. It acted as our security camera.

One guy wanted to build a huge fancy apartment complex directly behind our church. So he wheeled in this huge red condo that was pulled on a ridiculously small trailer. He pulled it into the parking lot in front. It was way bigger than the church. As he tried to back the condo up so he could get it into the back lawn, it kept hitting the power lines and shooting impressive sparks everywhere.

Something about maggots/worms.

A Peruvian man had skin that looked exactly like an under-ripe green banana peel.