non-lucid

3.00AM
I think it was supposed to be Vietnam (certainly a far East dream) Apparently I'm a POW and I look out of my window (no bars Ed...where's the reality?) onto a river that looks suspiciously like the Thames (clearly Ed's using stock film)

A large US ship is steaming fast in my direction and I slip out of the window carrying a pillow (as POWs do) I ditch the pillow once I'm in the water and swim frantically (like a 70 yo can) towards the approaching vessel. It doesn't slow and I fear it might run me down but apparently I'm rescued (along with 2 Far Eastern women...who they were and where they came from I know not)

As we're being led away the Captain shouts to me "And don't let them fist you." What??!!

I often ponder if there is mystery in dreaming or whether it's just the mentally-challenged part of the brain routinely turning out schemas. The dream that showed hands (but showed them bandaged) The conversation about dreams (within a dream) The glorious part-view of the river-valley The teasing about being gay (I'm not and the teaser knows I'm not...that's me surely?)

I was going to do a late morning WBTB but an injured wood-pigeon in the garden put paid to that. Still trying for visualisation, still doing ADA, still thinking of shortcuts. I managed to remember to RC before getting up this morning...and I counted the pillows just to be certain.

Love it...It would be nicer with some lucids of course but what the heck...I'm still interested.

There was some nightmare about the military who had shot a kid riding a dirtbike. I didn't want to look at the scene. My friend's parents were involved somehow.
...
I am in a classroom, but it feels like I am also in K's house. Everyone is turning in essays but one student just turns in a paper with sharpie written on it that says something like 'I will turn in my essay tomorrow.' Everyone in the class thinks it is funny, even the professor. But he says he is still going to give that student a bad grade.
The professor then rolls down a screen, and says that we are not doing class and simply having a movie day. The movie: some alien invasion movie where giant human body parts fall to earth. The movie is supposed to be really scary and I 'remember' not liking it. But I have to watch it for a grade, it has something to do with what we are learning in class. I might as well at least try to enjoy it. The professor says we can move anywhere in the room, so I decide to sit on the floor in the back of the room.
I sit down, and the opening credits roll. They show the alien invasion that happens through a bunch of severed human body parts. Legs, Arms, Hands, Heads, etc. They are all orbiting in a big vortex above earth. The professor asks some question about how this relates to some kind of art or something.
Then, who I could only assume was Manei entered the dream. After seeing her (my dream guide) for three years, I can sort of sense her energy, so to speak. But her energy felt off. I couldn't pinpoint what. This didn't feel like Manei. Regardless, the dream went partially lucid.
This character said that she too thought the movie was scary and wanted to be with someone. She put her arm around me. Then hugged me.
While this was happening, I started to feel her energy. A lot of warmth and love. I was actually trying to figure it out. Was I dreaming? Who was this? If this wasn't my regular guide it was somebody who felt very similar. Whoever it was, it was a very good feeling. I wished that she would hold onto me for the entire movie. She fell asleep. Then I started to feel sleepy.
We then both fell over onto the floor, and the dream went wonky.
Everything went blue, and I was in a void filled with a blue cloudy energy. I was OOB, of course.
"Hello. I am p4qRo8y5 (something or other, not Manei). I am here to ask you permission to have spiritual intercourse (sex) with you."
A blue and white hologram of certain sexy things appears in front of me during this question. It fades afterwards. I feel no need to describe them, I don't feel like using a spoiler tag today. Just let your imagination run wild.
"What... NO! I don't know who you are!"
She doesn't seem to care that I said 'no'. I don't even know why I said 'no'. I guess I just thought of the last time I had sex with a dream guide and things got very, very weird.
Anyways, this character, probably a guide, starts talking very fast. She is partially speaking in a language of thoughts and ideas, rather than spoken words. I've talked to Manei and some other DCs before. It's supposed to be faster than talking.
This object appears as a hologram in front of me. It was supposed to be some kind of visual aid for what this guide was saying, but it makes no sense to me.

"...Recently there was a spiritual rise in consciousness that caused many people around you to become more aware and awake. You, to some extent, but not the full extent did this as well ..."
The waveforms coming from the side of the shape increase. The circles begin to glow in small clusters.
She carried on about a bunch of other stuff I really couldn't care about. I don't remember anything else of what she said, but she talked for a solid minute at light speed while I looked at the diamond thing.
"... I am aware you are involved in dreaming, perhaps having some troubles with it. The problem is that you try to resolve everything with logic and reasoning, when in reality the secret to dreaming is creativity and happiness, the exact opposite. Don't feel bad for it, it is the way the human mind and society is structured. Now, tell me winch one of these jokes you find funniest."

Two jokes are presented to me as what I can only describe as very poorly animated flash movies. In the first movie, a couple of teenagers are sitting around the table. Then, a large anthropomorphic rooster shows up. But it's like not a typical rooster. It has this large cerraded beak and big buggy eyes. He then says "I've got alottt of math homework!", emphasizing the word 'Alot' in a strange way. The scene cuts back to everyone sitting at the table and they all have rooster heads.

In the second joke a boy is standing by a window. There is a city moving by outside so I can only assume he was in a mobile home. There is an Ipod on a speaker rack, and a girl walks by and turns it on. Rock-Metal instrumentals start playing. The window flies open and a flowerpot flies into the boy's face, then out the window. Some dirt is left on the boys face. "Lisa! What did I tell you about playing metal music in the house?!" The boy has a rooster head when he says this.



I then remember seeing a view, something like a you tube page with a whole bunch of these 'jokes' playing at once. Many of them have the rooster head involved in some way. One of them has this woman with these very ugly, scary looking lips. Oh god, please don't play that one.
"So..."
"Um... Neither of them. Those were not even jokes. Just random visions. ._. "
I get a dream glitch and go backwards very quickly through the scenes in the dream. I am back at the hologram of sexy things. I am then back in the classroom and the movie is still playing. I am then back outside and the military is stopped and looking at a turned over dirtbike.

I wake up.

Upon waking, I would say that the first animation was funnier.

'The problem is that you try to resolve everything with logic and reasoning, when in reality the secret to dreaming is creativity and happiness, the exact opposite.'

This is very quote-able. I should make this my signature.

I was talking to a person. He mentioned something about a Bentley.

I was in a rented room. Outside through a window, I can see the sunset beyond the ocean. It looks beautiful.

I'm walking back and forth in my Grandmas house slash my house. My sister is doing the same, we're collecting our stuff and putting it in the kitchen. We're getting ready to take it out of the house to leave or something. Then this other girl starts walking back in the house also. At first we try to hide somethings in case she's here to take them, but I realize each time we pass each other she is paying more attention to me then the tasks she's pretending to do. So without saying it with voice, all three of us agree to let her live with us were we are going and taking the stuff. Then I'm at her house to help her take her things. I've never seen this place before and her dad is being super nice to me. While the girl goes back and forth taking her stuff out, her dad takes me into the green house that's connected to the house by a door, and tells me he makes money by selling the plants he picks, but that there's over produce of the brown, white, and purple plants and that I can pick from those colors so I can plant them at my new home so I'll have sustenance for us as long as I'm willing to love and care for the plants. I look around and see lots of brown and white root type thing, then I see purple prickly pear pads, I question to myself why they are deep purple rather than the usual green, and the dad answers me that it's a different species. I then wonder if the fruit it will bear will be and even deeper color of red. I decide I want the prickly pear pad so I go through them all but a lot of them are a little old and shriveled, but then I find better shaped healthy one and pick it up and get cactus spine in my finger and immediately pull it out. Then the dad calls me to the plants on the floor, it's like little green tomatoes in a patch, he's laying sideways so I sit next to him, he tells me to pick one, so I pick up a reddish one and get a little spine in my finger and pick it out again. Then the dad gets spines in his leg, and I get some in my arm and thigh, and we focus on that when the girl and her little sister or little cousin comes into the green house and sits next to us. The girl helps remove the spines that I can't remove, and then the dad goes into the house. The girls little friend tells me to keep picking out plants for my new house, but then I get super tired and falls asleep between two patches, and the two girls continue picking out plants for the house. While asleep I telepathically feel the little girl notice telepathically that me and the girl who was in my house are smitten over each other. When I wake up the reddish fruit isn't in my hand anymore, but instead a sequin thing is there and I jump up quick to find it, but the two girls are standing there and the girls little friend says we're ready to go to our new house and that we'll be happy and watch the afternoon elvis' every day and eat what we grow. Then I wonder what the heck is a elvis, and think it must be what on the tv's here, but that my old tv had too many channels for me to see or hear of it.

Ritual: WTB 1am, woke 5am. Read and drank a cup of Calea zacatechichi tea. WBTB 6am, attempted WILD (counting and senses scanning), fell asleep while still on my back and had an ordinary NLD.

NLD: We were assaulting a dwarven fortress. I had stealthed in and filled the place with a smoke that was supposed to put all the dwarves to sleep. There were three other people my party waiting outside. As I was leaving I noticed that the smoke didn't seem to be working: the guards were as alert as ever. But someone started firing and soon we were embroiled in a full-out battle, which was what we had hoped to avoid because we were outnumbered. Although not the slightest bit lucid, I had a good deal of dream control and was using both levitation and invisibility to avoid being shot or captured, but my companions were not so fortunate, and I wasn't going to abandon them. In the last scene, the four of us have been captured and are being taken somewhere in the back of a van wearing straightjackets. One particularly gruff member of my team said to the others, "That's why one doesn't start to shoot until the light says he's turning on." I think he was trying to tell them that they should have waited for me to give the signal before initiating battle, and that our plan had failed because one of them had jumped the gun. After I woke up I thought it odd that he had been referring to me with the masculine pronoun, since I hadn't felt distinctly male in the dream, but perhaps that's how the others had perceived me.

After I woke it was light out, so I started with my plan to experiment with Remee in nap mode, set to go off after 20 minutes. Anticipation made it hard to fall asleep promptly, so after a while I reset it for another 20 minutes, since I wanted to make sure I was well asleep and ideally in REM before the lights started. I hadn't been carefully checking the time, so when I woke up again I was uncertain if I had missed the signal or if it had not gone off yet. No dreams I could recall. I checked the time, it was about 8:10, reset the Remee and went back to sleep, more easily this time.

FA: I woke up, looked at the clock, and saw that it was almost 9am. I remembered it had been shortly past 8 when I had last set the Remee, so I must have missed the signal again. I got out of bed, completely oblivious to the fact that I was transitioning smoothly from a false awakening into a real rising, until I began to take off the Remee and just then the red lights started flashing on the mask. After brief confusion I realized that I had just been fooled by an FA: how could I have checked the time on the clock just a moment ago when at that time I was still wearing the mask? I checked the clock again now that I was really awake and saw that it was a lot earlier than I had thought, only 8:30, so the Remee was going off right on schedule.

Note: The fact that I had woken up just before the Remee went off didn't feel coincidental, but rather a manifestation of what always happens to me with alarm clocks. Although I rarely form an accurate conscious impression of time in my dreams, for some reason I have an eerily consistent ability to wake up right before any alarm that I set actually goes off—usually within a few minutes, sometimes less than a minute in advance of the alarm. This seems to be what accidentally happened here. Not helpful in this case, though!

09/28/2014
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The only thing I can remember is having a conversation with an older man, who was asking about how to operate a giant mech suit that was off in the background.

Dream - Lucid

I was waking up in what seemed to be my room at my house. It was dark and nighttime. I was looking at my dresser, and something seemed amiss. My TV wasn't there. I was dreaming!

I got pretty excited, because I knew it was the beginning of the dream. I had quite a bit of lucidity ahead of me. I went into another room, thinking as I went, trying to figure out what to do with my lucidity, when I remembered CanisLucidus's dare, or at least the first part of it, to make Mike, my spirit guide, appear. I was in the bonus room and saw that on the couch sat my parents. It was quite dark in the room, like it had been in my bedroom. My dad was smiling at me, sitting right in front of me, and my mom was next to him on the right. I wanted Mike to appear, so I decided to try the Canis approach to making people appear in his dreams. I turned around to face away from my parents on the couch and said to my dad
"You're going to be Mike!"
I had no idea if this was going to actually work for me, but I turned around and saw that he had, in fact, changed! He was an older, rugged-looking man with straight, slightly thinning and slightly whiting shoulder length red hair. The red seemed to be mostly closer to the tips. He also had a mustache and a small beard. Even though he (once again) looked different, it was definitely him.
"Mike!!" I said. I gave him a big hug.
"Where have you been?" I asked.
I don't recall his exact response, but he was telling me he had been busy doing other things. I kind of expected him to respond with something like "I've been here the whole time!" or something cheesy and predictable like that.

Mike then asked me if I wanted to see his world. Of course I said yes! I don't remember if there was a period of transport or not, but we were then there. We were outside. It was sunny and bright, and actually appeared to be quite Earth-like. There were humans like us walking around, quite a few in fact; we seemed to be in a town or neighborhood. I wonder what made this world different from Earth? I then thought that this was a very Earth-like planet, but it was in a different dimension. That made much more sense to me.

We then proceeded to go to his house. I was introduced to his mom, though I don't remember exactly what she looked like. I was a little nervous about meeting her since I was from such a different place and that I wouldn't know much about this place if she asked. We were in his house for a bit. It was easy to tell that he felt at home in this world. I felt like an outsider.

Then, I think we were outside again, and he was showing me some solar powered thing that charged when held under the sun. It may have been a cellphone, but at any rate, it was a small black device that looked similar to some cellphones. He was guiding me on how to hold it under the sun, telling me I did a good job when I figured it out. Well, there's one difference, more emphasis on solar energy. There were other slight differences, I knew there was, but I didn't know what they were yet.

Around this point, I also looked at some text on a sign that looked like it said "Kristia" or something like that. I looked away and back to find that it was now gibberish. The K was still there though. Yay for wonky dream text!

I was also remembering that I had another part of the dare to do, but everything was so fast paced, I couldn't seem to recall it. There was a brief point where I did, but Mike was in front of me walking, so I didn't ask and forgot about it.

We were then going around town, and his appearance kept changing, which is what he's good at doing. I'd look at him, and he'd look different, but still had something about his face that made me know it was still him. He, at one point, turned into this short, very dark Indian-looking woman with short black bobbed hair. He was next to me, then started to walk in front of me. I cannot recall where we were going at this point, all I know is that we were outside.

Throughout the dream, I had also been doing random finger count RCs to make sure I was going to stay in the dream, sometimes coming up with 6 fingers, but it was usually 5.

We were then sitting down somewhere. He was back to his form from the beginning of the dream, which was kind of a relief for me. I then really wanted to kiss him. I focused on his lips and leaned in. I closed my eyes, there was a slight delay on his end, but we kissed. I was concerned about my eyes being closed and how that could very well wake me. We kissed a couple of times before...

I opened my eyes and I was in my room...kissing my husband. Ha! Well that's good at least. I looked at my nightstand and saw that many of my things, my notebook, phone, DS, etc. weren't there, but were on the floor. I guess I somehow knocked them off the nightstand in my sleep. I asked my husband if I had been doing anything in my sleep, and he said I had been singing a song. Ha!

I then, at some point, figured out that I was dreaming again, and had had a FA. I found Mike again somehow, though I couldn't tell you where. I feel like we went back to his world for a bit, and we were talking about something when the dream finally ended for real.

~

I was in high school band again. We were going to have to stay until after 10:30pm, which, in the dream, was when classes ended, for band rehearsal. I was complaining to my friends about it. We weren't happy about it.

I was then sitting with the other clarinet players in an arch in the front row of seats in the band room. We were trying out for chair placements. My band director played a scale on the clarinet he was holding and told us that was our tryout. God, I hadn't played a scale, or the freakin' clarinet, in forever. It was assumed I was going to go first even though I was sitting in the smack dab middle of the arch because of my last name. I said
"Don't look at me! I always go first!"
The attention was taken off of me. I looked at my mouthpiece to make sure my reed was placed on there correctly.

~

I was about to walk into a classroom to watch some kids while the teacher was out. I wrote something on the floor right next to the inside of the doorway on the right in chalk, a couple of sentences that kids would write over and over again on the blackboard for getting in trouble, though I can't remember what the sentences were. I hoped that the teacher didn't expect me to write them over and over again on the blackboard.

I then was walking into the class. I walked in the front past the teacher's desk which was in the middle of the classroom. There was someone else in there at another smaller desk close to the end of the front. I started to think about how I would discipline a student who was doing something wrong. I looked to the blackboard and saw another, smaller board on it. I could make them write their names up there like I had to do when I was a kid, but I doubted that I could speak up enough to do this; I didn't want them to dislike me.

I was then putting cake donut holes in bags when the other person there asked me a question, asking me if I would do something, a hypothetical question. I said yes, I'd do it. She was shocked by my answer, but I had meant it in a different way than what she was taking it in, and I tried to explain myself to her. I was then putting dill pickle slices in one of the bags with the donuts. I had only put a few in there before I realized that was a terrible idea. I took them out, but there was still a little juice in there.

~

I had a dream before my LD, but I was so excited about the LD that I completely forgot it! Still super stoked about seeing Mike again. It has been awhile!

Also, thank you Canis for (inadvertently) giving me a method of making DCs appear! Also, I completed half your dare. Does that count for anything? XD

10.45AM
A dream where I decide I was going to fly...and I did. There was a group of (mainly) elderly women gathered in an open area near my "friends" and I apparently decided that they were somehow threatening my friends.

I asked them and they said no but I wasn't convinced. I flew around the group at head height and tugged at the (woolen) hats of some of the women (such violence against what looked like a gathering of the local Women's Institute...is no-one safe from my killer-lust?)

Cut to me singing a song (I think it was an original tune and melody) called "Would you like to live in my house?" If I was younger and back in the group it would be on my tape recorder by now. (it was in the 70's)

So...apart from a middle-of-the- night dream that I firmly decided I could remember without struggling out of bed to write it down (and which I've now forgotten...except I know it had the DS "looking for something") it took me over 10 hours to get that dream.

It's clear that I probably won't get lucid again in a hurry...maybe the original 3+ months if I'm lucky. Sure "a little help from my friend" galantamine might speed it up but I can't justify it to my wife. So, on I go trying other things.

I juiced some raw beetroot last night (won't do that again in a hurry...my kitchen looked like Sweeney Todd's) I blended it with apple and grape juice and it tasted like...apples and grapes that had been lying in a ploughed field for a few months. Back to the beetroot tablets.

My age clearly slows me down but I'll plod on and, this time round, I've (so far) avoided the dreaded "ill" feeling.

5:00 a.m.

I was walking all over the place. I was in the mall, going up the stairs/escalator, and then back down. I walked in the grocery store. I put back stuff I already bought in the shelves (not sure why).

I was walking in my hometown. I was with some people (or a person).

NOTES:

- I woke up earlier and was supposed to write some keywords down but I was so comfortable.
- I slept on my write (same with yesterday and yesterday's dream).
- I tried to focus on my breath and awareness. I gave up halfway through because it feels nice to just sleep.

Started with me in a old time broken Greek building where others and I are running from something as we travel further to the ruins. Then one guy and myself fall down from exhaustion as the others encourage us to both get up and hurry. We both pick each other up and continue running till everything went black as we all enter a tunnel. When I came out of it I could see the deep blue sky however the people I was traveling with was gone. I started hearing all of them upstairs and by the sound of it I assume they were in some type of trance. I decided to check what was going on and realize they were being possessed by another person with an object in his hand. They appear to be forced to worship him so I hid under a few dusty rocks and swiftly ran to prepare myself for a jump over the ledge and tackle the guy. After I tackle him his control over the other travelers was broken. The other traveler jump over the ledge as well as we begin to go further in till a false awakening occurred. I woke up in Father room with two people also lying on the bed that I didn't know. The girl on my left told me she didn't like my existence and thought it was best I go away. I turn my head around to her direction and ask her would she like to fight me then? She says no so I try to encourage her on about who ever defeats who can erase their existence. She agrees but tells me not right now while quickly tossing me a bag of random snacks to me. I grab it and began to get excited for the fight. The other guy to my right on the bed thought the whole thing was a waste of time. That's when I kept lying on the bed and fell asleep there. I woke up in the gym wearing a cave man outfit and I had red converse. I was sitting on the floor as there were a few others doing the same. I was still feeling drowsy as the same girl from before tells me to move away a little because I was in her grey seat. I rub my eyes and move. That's when the disco lights started appearing, flashing over the dream. Then the gym teacher appear with cane and wave it around pointing on who she wants to get up. She chose the side I was on so I went in the closet to get some items. That's when I notice my Father at the end of the seat and decided to go to him.

After I did I hang on the wall and was then approach by two students and one teacher that show my results in the class. My father was checking the results out as one student kept bothering me on what I got. It didn't take long for myself and the student to begin fighting. I remember looking at his eyes as we hit each other thinking why can't I realize this is not happening but as the fight went further I lost my little suspicion and continue in till a false awakening occurred. I woke up with two rings on my index finger. I was surprise that I woke up with them because I had lost them a while back. Though I have no idea where the green Irish spade ring came from it look great. I quickly began thinking this must be a dream where it manifest something I wanted back. The dream was a little blurry and as I check my hand it was wavy. I came and check the timer and it states 1:36PM. Then in the dream I felt very tired and did not take long for me to lose lucidity. Lucidity Time: 21 seconds.

I'm reading a book. There had been a series I'd loved that ended some years ago, and now the authors have put out a new prequel series featuring some of the side characters - one of them is the Magician.

Scene changes slightly - instead of just seeing words on a page, I'm now seeing the scene described in the book. The Magician and Julie are having a standoff, just arguing with words at the moment but willing to cause damage if it gets to that point. I'd been looking forward to seeing a scene with Julie. In the main series, it's established that she and the Magician had a long and complicated history, but we only actually see her once - learning more about her is the main reason I'm interested in this new series.

But Julie's personality here is drastically different than it had seemed in the main series - I actually hadn't realized this was meant to be her until just now when I heard her name (she's using two of Julia's usual aliases). Her portrayal's so different that it just seems like bad writing, like she's been reduced to a caricature. And that complicated history she had with the Magician seems to have become a standard characters-who-irritate-each-other-wind-up-getting-together plot. In the years since that first series ended, the writers have really gone downhill. So I decide I'm just going to ignore this characterization, this new series in general, and focus on the main series instead.

For (supposedly) unrelated reasons, a character on the Magician's side puts his hands over his ears and starts singing to avoid hearing what the Magician and Julie are saying.

Okay I didnt do a DJ or even log in this week. I could not remember a single dream this whole week and I was really busy to log in.

Outside Art Class
First dream I had we had gone under these new rules at school, that I vaguely remember but everyone hated (which is true irl, but these new rules were way different and far more drastic). I was in my 7th period but I was in this big ol' room with a lot of people, just wandering around. Then I saw this person from my 7th period and our teacher found us and told us both to come over here. It was a section of the room, but it was kind of out doors, it was like a restaurant patio, it had tables around and had sunshades going over it. One side of it had a solid wall. I found my friend and we started goofing off and we got this big sheets of paper and we were supposed to like define terms and names or something but instead me and my friend just started drawing stuff. Then we went over to this other table with this chick and she was talking about binaural beats and I was like "oh yeah I used those one time! blah blah" and then we went back to our table and my ex came over and we were all talking and then class was almost over and I grabbed all my papers except one and crumbled them up and threw them away. Then the next dream-

Leaping Lucid
Okay so in this it is a lucid dream-and a continuation of the previous dream-I walk into a hallway of my school (except it isn't my school, and the hallways look one ones from my middleschool and are multi colored) and see a line of students coming. I join the line and head to the gym, where we're supposed to go. But for some reason, me, this person, and one of my acquaintances (I'll call him Bill) are told to take this door by a teacher, so we do. It takes us into "comic book world" with comic book characters all over the walls. It's supposed to be a like an obstacle course, but all it is is a large room with a HIGH up roof and two "stories" (I'll explain). We climb up this ladder and one kid falls but Bill is fine and he's above me. We get up to the second floor of the room, which is just a ledge for the floor, lining the room. So it isn't really a floor, just ledges high up that we have to go on. I see him running and beating me, All I'm doing is shuffling across so I don't fall. Somehow-I DON'T KNOW HOW-I just realize it's a dream, but not really. Just something in my mind clicks, I don't even acknowledge it I just start taking over the dream. I leap to the other side of the ledge and get out, I leap to the end of this hallway and it's this dark room with people in it, the only exit is this window you can only get through by jumping (there's boxes by it). I try to leap straight through the window, which is far away. I doubted that I could do it so I ended up just landing in front of it. I then leaped through the window and saw more students wandering around, and there were these secret service agents in the next hallway and I used this axe to chop their headsoff (they tried to subdue me) (this is the axe http://wow.mmodb.com/images/items/renders2/41560-l.jpg ). I began leaping through these maze-like hallways trying to catch up to Bill. Half way through I noticed I had this crazy armor on (this http://wowroleplaygear.com/wp-conten...destroyer1.jpg ) and I finally found the gym and I fuckin leaped in there. The gym was more like a gymnastics gym rather than a regular school gym with a basketball court, there were a lot of pads on the ground and there was a table were these people sat at with microphones and one of my teachers was up on this elevated stand and they all turned to look at me and I leaped on the table and cut their heads off (not my teacher though) and then I leapt on the wall of the gym and held on and I was about to go do something else when I woke up.

Dream - Lucid

Lindsay M., a lady who frequented the coffee shop I used to work at IWL, was telling me about love. She talked about how she didn't just love in a romantic sense. She also said she used to hate love.

~

I was working in the bakery, but it was different, more spacious. I think I was there early in the morning. This guy who recently got promoted IWL, Jo, was there with me. He was suspicious of me. He said
"I know you're smart, but there's something off about you..."
I didn't feel welcome.

There was more to this one, but I can't remember.

~

I was at my grandparents' old house with Dallas, my grandma, and my grandpa. We were all sitting in the living room talking. My grandpa was sitting in a chair in front of the fireplace. I was glad Dallas was able to meet both my grandparents. I then remembered that my grandpa was dead, and I saw that his head started to look kind of see through, like he was a hologram or a ghost. I figured my grandma was somehow keeping him so alive in her memory that he was appearing here. Hard to explain.

He was then gone. Grandma then said she needed to go to bed before she noticed that he was gone. I remember seeing her laying in bed. I then was out in the living room again. I saw, sitting on a small table, a shirt of my grandpa's that he wore all the time. It was just a t-shirt folded once longways. I didn't touch it. I thought to myself that the smell of my grandpa was probably almost gone from it by now.

I then started to channel the spirit of my grandpa. I asked him about my grandma's sadness. He said
"Sadness is disillusion."
His voice was strong and confident, and sounded much younger that he was when he died. I asked him more questions about sadness, and about how to make grandma feel better. He actually gave me some very insightful answers, but, of course, I can't remember them.

~

I was working at Kohl's, though it looked different. I looked outside and saw that there were some weird looking, low dark clouds moving around in the sky. It looked like we may get a tornado. So logically, I went outside. Others were there with me as well. This big gust of wind picked up and blew this white powder all over us. I saw others covered in it, and then, saw myself in third person. I also was covered in it. We were then inside and looked at the weather channel on a TV. There was a map of the United States with some dark storm cloud areas over our part of the country, some with lightning bolts in them, and then out west there were some more dark clouds as well. There was a man on the screen talking about the weather. There were no tornado warnings or anything. Odd.

I was then walking around the store when I remembered I was supposed to be at my grandpa's funeral! I kept checking my analog watch, which was saying it was around 4 something, and the time was way earlier on it than the actual time, which was about 7pm. My watch had slowed down. Great. Ugh. I frantically talked to David, a supervisor, about having to leave early. I don't remember what he said, but I think he gave me the go-ahead to leave.

I then was getting ready for the funeral. I was then thinking that I had already been to the funeral, but I had actually already been to the memorial. I was at the funeral home and saw that not everyone was seated yet. I was actually early, and I thought I had missed it all.

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I was at work at the bakery once again. The lighting was dark for some reason. I was working with Nicky. She was working on decorating some things. There were also these Japanese themed cakes laying about, a bunch being on a high shelf. One of the cakes was sitting on the front counter. Nicky told me to watch it, because it would change. I didn't see it physically change, but I saw that it was a slightly different shape than it was a second ago. Interesting. I asked Nicky about all the Japanese-themed cakes, something about if they were the new theme right now. She said they were.

Then we were talking about cleaning. Nicky was telling me we had to get everything cleaned up perfectly, or the people coming to do the "medical inspection" wouldn't do it. Apparently, this "medical inspection" was a big deal, and they were going to come the next day, so we had to make the place look perfect. I thought about how difficult that would be since we kept getting customers.

Then, this couple came up to the counter, a guy in his 20's and a girl of the same age. They were picking out this cream cheese iced coffee cake square when the girl suddenly shot back and was on the floor some feet away. The guy was looking at her. I could have sworn I heard her saying
"Why did you punch me?? Why did you do that?"
but he hadn't laid a hand on her. I saw the whole thing. She did it to herself. I then started to think, for some reason, that I had imagined that she was yelling that at him. It was like I had tuned out and replaced the reality of what happened, which I have no idea what it was, with what was going on in my head.

A girl I used to work with at the coffee shop, Leslie, then came up to the counter with some other people. She came behind the counter to get what she wanted. She got these small brownie/cake squares and put some icing on them. She was in a hurry and was working/talking quickly.

Then, on the other side of the counter, another lady came up wanting 17 of the small cake squares. She wanted all chocolate and no vanilla. There weren't 17 chocolates in the case, so I had to go grab some more. There was a pan of them that I had decorated. The each had a small colored flower with small green leaves coming off either side.The first ones looked pretty good, but I had started to rush towards the middle of the job, and the leaves were long and janky-looking. I think Nicky and I gave her a couple of those. I don't quite recall how that one ended up.

Nicky then took a look at my decoration mess and said it looked good. What? The first ones, maybe, but the last ones? No way. They looked horrible. I saw Nicky carrying them off and the leaves looked like they were sticking up past the flowers. Ugly.

I then was opening wooden drawers on the decorators' side, and came across unsliced, unbagged loaves of bread. Bread drawers. Interesting. I then started to think about how the decorators must have gotten new storage back there because all these drawers and such looked new.

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I was swimming in the ocean. There were other people there, but only a few in the ocean. I saw an area in the waves that looked like it had a strong undertow. I swam too close to it and got sucked under. I struggled to get back up, but I was being held underwater. I was still pretty close to the surface, but it was just out of hand's reach. I accepted that I was probably going to drown and tried to let myself ride the panic.

I then had an FA, though I remember nothing about it.

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I was working at JC Penny's for some reason. I stated that I was going to take a break, though I had no idea what their break policy was, if I got a 10 or 15 minute break or whatever. I started walking around the back trying to find the entrance to the break room. I noticed I was wearing a maxi skirt. I also needed to use the restroom. I saw the entrance to the restroom from the back. Two girls were walking down the hallway to get there. I saw something about a family restroom.

I then was all the way in the back again, and saw these computers along the wall where you could apply for a job at Penny's. I only saw 2 initially, but noticed there were 4-5 total. They looked like arcade games kind of, and were quite big. I then looked down at my clothes and noticed that I was wearing the apron I wear at the bakery that has the name of the bakery on it. Hmm...did Penny's have a bakery?

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I went to use the bathroom in our apartment. When I got to the toilet, two big pieces of crap gurgled out of the drain, as if they hadn't flushed all the way. Must have been Dallas. I flushed it, and noticed as they swirled around the bowl that both pieces of crap were much bigger than they looked.

~

I've been noticing lately that many details of these dreams are evading me, but I am remembering substantially more dreams per night. I also could have sworn I had an FA at some point during the night, but I can't remember it now.

09/25/2014
Fragment One
I was laying in bed, with a few friends in the room. Behind me, a girl was curled up to my back, an arm draped over me. She was fast asleep. My left hand was resting back there with her, rubbing along her thigh and the curvature of her behind while she slept.


Fragment Two
I remember going into a bar, at night, in a strip mall / shopping center. I really don't remember anything that happened inside, though.

I was walking down a road/street. I was looking at eating at an Asian restaurant. It's in the "back", but it has a "long" building.

I saw Enchong and he duplicated. I think he was dancing.

NOTES:

Slept around 3-4 a.m.
Woke up around 11:34 a.m.
No alarm