non-lucid

8/18/14 Monday

Last night bed around 11 - 8:10am

Woke up from this dream:

We are in a restaurant, 4 girls, one of us is OpheliaBlue. It's a japanese style restaurant, because we are sitting on the floor with some very low tables.

The last course is coming and when I come back from the restroom Ophelia tells me that she ordered me some fruit, because she knows I don't like frutees. (I imagined frutees to be like an icee made of fruit.) I say, "well, I don't like frutees because I don't like fruit". And she says "well then you don't have adventurous taste". And she doesn't realy seem to care, so I don't say "my taste is adventurous plenty".

I have a feeling that the last course were some amuse-bouches on a skewer, like small balls of cantaloupe, or some meat, or 2 other choices. Ophelia, next time, just go with the meat for me pls. : D

DR before this one was quite long and interesting, I'm still trying to figure out why.

I was in small town where my grandma lives. Going in and out of her house, there is a gate to the street. I may have kicked someone's ass. Hopefully I'll remember it later.

Dream - Lucid

I walked back into Kohl's to shop for the first time since I quit. The service desk was in front of me when I walked in, unlike IWL where it is against a wall close to a corner. I don't remember who was working the desk, but it was someone I knew. David was there when I walked in. He saw me. I immediately felt like he was upset with me. In fact, I felt like everyone who saw me there felt that way. Nonetheless, David smiled at me and we talked. I said something about me quitting and how he must be mad. He didn't say he was mad, but I don't remember what he said.

Then, I was working there again, albeit doing a different job. They had me picking orders for this online ordering thing that they do there. I was surprised that they were letting me work there again. I thought about how I now had two jobs. I was walking around, trying to locate the order slips; I couldn't remember where they were. I "remembered" people always just handing them to me in the past. I walked by this big machine, and thought they may be there. I don't remember if they were or not.

I talked to the girl at the service desk. I "remembered" Cherie' telling me that they got a new customer service person.

The whole time, I kept thinking that the employees were surprised to see me back. I kept on doing my job, trying not to make too big of a deal out of it.

~

Blargh. Kohl's dream again. Also, a super early morning, so not enough sleep. Tonight and the next night should be a different story though. Here's to hoping!

Dream 1 - 2:10AM

I can see towards a house. It's located near my estate over the old train lines rump. As I'm observing the house I can hear a man talking to an interviewer. He's telling the interviewer about everything I'm looking at. He house seems to be a spiritual house from what the man is saying. He's talking about meditation. I see a door which has a webbing design going across it.

I see the house from a distance again and the man explains about the Winter Olympics coming here, or had recently been. I think I see the house with snow around it.

Dream 2 - 6:40AM

I'm at my house and I see my brother and someone else. They're talking to Daryl and his Mum on Skype via the computer, which is in the rumpus room. I don't seem to want to chat to Daryl, but I walk up to the screen anyways. I'm shirtless and Daryl spots me, and tells me I'm looking leaner then the last time he saw me.

I make the journey over towards Daryl's house. He doesn't know I'm coming over as it's a bit of a surprise. I'm standing in front of his house and it feels as if I've been here before (in a previous dream). The funny looking boat in the drive way even looks the same if not similar. As I'm walking towards the door I see Daryl's Mum. I greet her and tell her she's lost weight. Her face was a lot thinner and sunken in a tad. She says yes, and puts her head down as if she is thin for the wrong reasons. I have a strong feeling she is unwell and maybe been diagnosed with cancer. I feel bad for telling her she lost weight, just in case that was the reason behind the weight loss. I look across the road and see that 2 men are walking their dogs. One of the guys says to the other, something about the way he walks (dog walks in between his legs), is the reason he finds it difficult. The mans dog which walks it strangely, starts to urinate. It looks as if the man is holding the back legs up, making it do a hand stand while in mid stream. The dogs penis looks massive from the distance. The other man walks in the opposite direction, back over the fence into the grassy area. Daryl comes to the door and we greet each other. A dog comes to the front door. It's looks like a grey hound. Daryl's Mum is holding their dog, which looks like a black Labrador. Jane puts her dogs paw towards the other dog so it can sniff her dog.

Within no time, the Labrador is laying it's head on the grey hound, as if they're best mates.

Dream 3

I'm walking across the road near the ice cream shop, when I can read a mans intentions from the distance. He's intentions were to act as if he is a homeless bum, and to attack me. I can see 2 dogs at the end of the lights where the man is. As I'm walking across the road, I walk at a 10 o'clock angle to try and stay away from the man. He does the same and walks in my direction. (Feels like I have been here before and done a similar thing) I begin to make a run for it and head towards an undercover car park. I see a man inside a little booth and hope he's able to help me, but he locks himself in and doesn't intervene. I throw my wallet down on the ground. Moments later I turn around and punch the man chasing me in the face. It's a good hit, and drops him on his arse. I start to think about the damage I would have done to his eye. I eventually make my way back to towards the wallet. In the process of walking there, I see a picture of a achievement unlock for missing item not acclaimed. It says that I failed to complete finding my wallet, and that it had been taken by the man chasing me. Another picture comes up showing the amount which was left in my wallet. There was around $1000 in it. I can see similar threads to Kayley's, when looking for wallet?

Dream 4

I'm sitting on the ground and Daryl is showing me pictures of his friends son and daughter. The kids look a little odd looking. Daryl seems to favor the son. The photo of the son was of him standing close to the camera, whereas the daughter was amongst other people sitting on a couch.I can see a picture of Daryl receiving a birthday cake off of his friends in Yeppoon. They got him a ice cream cake.

Daryl is standing at a fridge. He's holding up the box which has the cake in it. I catch a glimpse of the brand on the box which doesn't look familiar. Daryl offers me some but I decline. I do eventually try a little just to get the taste. Daryl raves about how good it tastes but i don't seem to rate it as highly as he does. It's good but nothing special. As they're sitting down, his Mum explains that it would be much better if it had some kind of fruit in it, as well as other stuff. I debate what would be good for the cake and show them a cooking article, which looks to be on a kindle looking device. Daryl unfolds his, now looking like paper.

Dream 5

I'm in a bedroom with my brother. He tells me to hide, because a women in red is coming into the room and he wants to play a prank on them. I hide under the bed which doesn't have a mattress on it. The only thing that's making me less visible is the wooden slats connected to the bed. I worry that I'll be seen. The old women walks into the room and we both lock eyes. I'm sure I've been caught hiding but she doesn't see me. As she walks up a few steps to exit the bedroom my brother hits the button which plays a scary sound, hoping to scare the shit out of the people entering. Another victim walks into the bedroom, and this time it's a young black women. She reminds me of my brothers old girlfriend, except she was white. The black women seems very energetic and is acting all excited. She looks to be stealing stuff off the bed and I realize I left my phone on bed. She doesn't grab the phone. She starts dancing and singing, while eating some kind of treat on the bed. It was inside a box. As she leaves my brother hits the button and scares her. A man walks into the room for a moment then leaves. I don't get to see him, but I heard that he threatened to kill whoever scared him. The door that they all exited out of was my dad's bedroom door.

We're in the kitchen. This time Josh is with us. We tell him what we had been up too and I found it hilarious. My brother didn't seem to think it was as funny as I thought. I notice I have an erection and not wearing any pants, just underwear. I see Dale Thomas (AFL Player) in a scene, he's talking about how he wired up the connections for the clubs internet. I can now see another AFL Player kick the ball up into the air next to a goal post. I think they're looking to shorten the posts. Dale notices the player is kicking wrong and he helps him kick correctly.

Dream Fragments:

I'm in my house and I fart a little too hard and at the wrong time. To sum it up, I shat my pants. I can feel the warmth of the poo sitting in my pants and feel it running down towards my feet. I rush myself toward the toilet, looking like a person who just shat themselves. Lol.

Side Notes:

Swapped mattresses. Felt a little soft. Got to sleep quicker then usual. Woke up around 5AM and struggled to get to sleep for an hour.

This night wasn't very interesting apart from taking drugs in the dream I didn't really experience anything so exotic.

1. I need an upper

I'm walking through some really weird Streets, the layout seems to be very od and the sun is very low on the horizon so it's often quiet dark between the houses. I sit at a table with some family and a dealer in the middle of the street and I'm drinking alcohol like it's nothing. I get a heroin pill from the dealer and take it which makes me feel very dizzy and everything seems to be spinning around. Then suddenly I return the next day and I feel very tired, probably from the hangover. I ask him for an upper but I'm carefull not to take something too powerfull. The dealer presents 3 upper drugs of varrying strenght, the strongest of the three I refuse, the second one is Cocaïne and I refuse it at first but when he shows me the least powerfull drug which he calls Novac I decide to take the Cocaïne pill.

2. Sleeping under the stars

I walk into my bedroom and notice a lot of the walls and ceiling are damaged, through the holes I see that my room is on top of the roof of the house and surrounded by a greenhouse. At first I'm thinking of having all the walls removed and just have my room be surrounded by glass walls as I'd love to see the moon and the stars. However I also think of the fact a lot of heat would escape as glass doesn't insulate that well. Eventually my father repairs all the walls and I decide not to ask for it.

3. This is my hotel

My house is suddenly a large high quality hotel and the area behind the hotel is an amusement park. I'm presenting a room with a panoramic view to two old women. I say "And here is your room, you can see it has a beautiful view over the park.", a woman responds "Atleast this view ain't for you, hahaha.", I'm slightly furious by her statement and act like I own the hotel "Well I wouldn't say it like that, after all I'm the owner of this hotel.". I walk away to the lobby and the women follow me, I'm thinking of a way to make it look real so I go up the stairs to a floor that has a sign saying "Private". I go up a few steps and hope I'm not spotted by the real owners of this hotel, then I notice the women return to their room. Suddenly I get in a dressing room and put on some nice clothing which also make me invisible and give me the ability to fly. I'm still furious on those two women so I sneak into their room and see how they're looking out the window. I steal anything I see, phones, laptops, anything of value. Then I felt my revenge was sweet.

Some long and vivid dreams this night, for some reason I also met a lot of (in)famous people.
I'm trying to think of a personal technique because just copying the tutorials from the forum doesn't seem to work that well.

1. Rewriting history

I'm an elite allied soldier somewhere in Italy, it's a lovely Sunny day and I'm infiltrating a large palace located near the sea. I'm equiped with 2 spring wire mines, a sniper rifle and a pistol if I can remember, my mission is to kill Hilter! I evade the guard patrol and take one down quietly on the wall surrounding the palace, left of me is the sea and right of me is the palace's garden with behind that the palace itself. Hitler is standing on a balcony and I ready myself on the wall to take the shot. Before I do that though I quickly place the 2 spring wire mines on the stair leading up to my position buying me more time if I get spotted. After I set up the two mines the dream suddenly changes and I'm in my bathroom with my mother sitting on the edge of the bath. Hitler is there too talking about random stuff and I'm really young, probably 11 or something.

2. Just weird stuff

I'm in looking around the gardens of a royal palace and there's a show going on about the most amazing and impossible abilities people have. It's a top 10 list but I only the remember the last 3, third place is someone who can hold his breath for 25 minutes I think. Second place is the ability to lucid dream, which I think should've been on the first place while I was in the dream. First place was someone that could hold his breath and swim through the air like it's water. Then I notice it's getting dark and I leave the royal garden, now I'm on a long street that I remember from IRL. I jog about 100 meters to the left and see a gang waiting at a wall, I'm slightly worried because there's a phone booth next to them and I plan on calling someone to come pick me up. I look at how much a call costs and it says 4 euros which I think was ridiculously much, fortunatly I had two notes of five so I put one in and took the 1 euro that fell back out. My mother was on the line and I told her where I was, she didn't seem to understand and I gave up after some time thinking it ain't that far to walk. After some walking I pass through a narrow street and see my mother and sister walking towards me, they're holding crutches for some reason but overall I'm glad to see them... Then my sister smashes the crutch against my throat, it hurts a lot and I decide to act like I'm dying to take revenge. I lay there for 20 seconds making crackling noises but they don't seem to care and lay down on a parking lot. Then I walk up to them and notice a girl I know from school who thinks my attempt to act like I'm dying was funny. After all of this I start to feel really tired and just annoyed, I walk home and finally reach it completely exhausted from the hours of walking, it's probably midnight by now. I enter the kitchen where Koen Wouters (A popular singer/rally driver from Belgium) welcomes me, I'm like "Oh really, that's it I'm sick of this shit." I nearly get lucid because it's all just so random.

I was at My Middle School it was a little different anyway, I was in my classes I forgot what was going on anyway school was over. I went upstairs "I forgot grumpy cat, Shit!" I screamed outloud (IRL I have a Grumpy Cat plushie, I will never bring it to school.) Some fat Black Lady (She looks like the lady that worked at my Middle School she is a Lunch Supervisor.) started to talk to me. Anyway for somereason I ran out these doors down the hall. I ran to my bus but it was too late I sticked my middle finger up. "F___ you Tim!" I yelled, (That was my Bus Drivers real name.) anyway I ran into the school as fast as I could but I still didn't get to my locker.
Change Scene
I was like some Water Shark thingy and this thing was sucking my "blood" but I spreaded fire across the room and, killed him. I had infinite Power Source for my Element powers.
Change Scene
I remember someone watching a Video about me and someother thing and I was a experement I was swimming in like a Fishtank I don't even know if it was me or nah.
And, I woke up.

Not a lot of interesting stuff happened this night, some small fragments of me smoking a cuban cigar and getting in elevators.

non-lucid, lucid, false awakening

.../I see a group of drunk people gathering in a park, one of them is going to help a porcupine to get rid off some spines it has nailed in its body. I go to my house which now it's a cabin and it's a mess inside. It's night and I walk to the kitchen. The whole house is lit by the street lighting that gets through the windows. I find a door in a strange position on the upper corner of its doorframe. I think it has happened again. I use telekinesis to rotate it in the right position. I go to do something in the living room, when I come back to the kitchen, I find the door is back in its strange position. Once again I'm going to use telekinesis when I realize it must be a dream. I'm exited to do it again. I rise my hand and command the door to move back to it's normal position. I got to do it with some difficulty. Now I turn and go to the living room, feeling exited. I want to do something else. The first thing that pop in my mind, flying! I'm not outside the cabin, but I think I can do something here inside, thinking it's all about confidence. I see the shadows of the room, and I jump face down on them to start the flight. I think I may fly inside the house. But in stead, I don't even crash to the floor, on the contrary it's like diving into the void. I'm fascinated with the experience, I turn surrounded by darkness to slightly fall on my bed. It's on the room of the cabin, I open my eyes completely amazed by the previous flight into darkness, and realize I haven't change my outerwear for something more comfortable, I have even my shoes on! I feel to tired to stand up, so I try to take my clothes out on the bed. It's getting complicated to do so. I give up, and start thinking in my previous experience. I have to take note of this before I forget about it while slowly I start to feel the transition.

* And I wake up for real in the same position on my bed noticing it was the end of my first sleep cycle of the night

Morning of August 17, 2014. Sunday.



I am in a seemingly unknown in-dream city that does not look like any region I have ever actually been in in my life, though it may have subtle aspects of Brisbane (Australia) and La Crosse (America). The mood is rather clear and the dream is quite long and seemingly purposeful in that tasks must be accomplished over time under my guidance and participation in a larger group. I am actually partly responsible for the survival of many people in the area. This is apparently because of the supposed apocalyptic events, including no more electricity and the infrastructure somehow vanishing or rendered no longer feasible (this being rather illogical from my perspective, as my family lived without electricity for some time when I was a young child, in the middle of a dense swamp).

There does not seem to be any evidence of natural disaster - or disease or even conflict; just some sort of total lack of business activity and government presence, including police, and all known personages of any level of any previous authority - though their absence is not addressed or questioned. I and about five or six others are the ones to seek and bring back supplies to where the people that are still around have gathered. Curiously, Josh Holloway (the actor from “Lost” and “Intelligence”) is one of the in-dream team. (This is probably because “Intelligence” is one of the only newer television shows I have watched in recent years.) We are getting together food supplies (from various abandoned grocery stores and such) to bring back in a large semitrailer, even though there is not much fuel left (probably just enough for one longer trip back to where we had journeyed from).

There is a longer period of time spent talking with Josh, who works under my command. He has an extraordinarily pessimistic attitude towards life in general and cannot seem to understand my positive focus on my survival skills and general ways of thinking. He does not even understand my happy outlook or the joy I have often experienced in life. Oddly, he even questions me on ideas about how to talk to people as if he had never communicated with anyone in his life before. This attitude may be partly based on our present and ongoing situation, but it seems as if that has always been his nature. We are packing cardboard boxes with mostly canned goods and boxed food items.

For some reason, at one point, we are moving a refrigerator full of food down from what seems like an upper walkway from a dam control room (again, unsure of the region or location). There does not seem to be much logic to this act, as the pulley gets jammed for a short time and I think it would make more sense to put the food in different containers than to move the entire clumsy heavy refrigerator, but it is one of our last tasks before we return to feed the people and sustain them for a time.

We are then ready to return to the group of people to have the food stored in their chosen locations. I am driving the semi for a time, but things start to change before I begin. I notice loud music being played from a house (in the direction behind us) that was presumed to be empty, just as we are leaving. This seems unusual in that there is not supposed to be any electricity (though it does not come to mind that it could be a battery-operated portable stereo - though it does seem a bit too loud for that possibility anyway). Mostly, other members of the team look back only briefly and we just ignore it and focus on the job of getting back to the others. We do not actually see anyone else around at first.

Eventually though, and surprisingly, there are suddenly police all around (even though police supposedly no longer existed), and a lot of other people just appearing in the streets “out of nowhere”, some of them politicians. It turns out that this was some kind of “experiment” or government project (similar to fake prostitute setups and other fake setups created by the authorities as if there was not enough real crime to act against) to see what people would do in a survival situation (or after the disappearance of government) - and apparently it was “wrong” for us to get food and other supplies from abandoned stores to help other people survive - a few people are being marched to a prison, apparently, just for taking discarded food items from the back of a store, from a dumpster. Instead of driving a semi at this point, I then seem to be on a large adult tricycle made of cheap plastic, but still determined to get the trailer of supplies back to the people, as many of them have not eaten for a time. A siren is going the whole time from here (this was actually caused by my youngest son playing a computer game in the kitchen - though the siren sound is somewhat different in-dream).

A police officer in some sort of odd-looking helmet and pastel fake-looking “riot gear” keeps telling me to pull over but I ignore him and much of what he is saying sounds like gibberish, so I very loudly keep saying that I do not understand him and just keep driving, or rather peddling. The other people are still with me (in the semitrailer) and it is my intent to get back to my group - because really, it still seems like a survival situation - in some ways, even more now. Even though he stands in front of the vehicle a few times, I just keep going and he eventually moves to safety each time, but continuing to shout gibberish, some of the phrases fairly long.

There is a very clear and focused awareness that this is really the end of society (or at least the present system of authority) because of what the government has done, so thus the public will eventually act upon this fiasco. I inform a few people during our trip back that, because of this trick that the government has played, there really will be an apocalypse now within a few days, where it will be much the same as when they were pretending with their “experiment”. Realistically though, I doubt this would ever happen no matter what is done to the public by any source.

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Dream - Lucid

There was a girl with glasses that a very deformed neck. It looked like a huge mass of melted skin was on the back of it. She had to have it on this thing with wheels, kind of like a walker, to get around it was so big. She had a tattoo on it. She was showing it to us.

I was in high school marching band again. I remember saying something to someone about it, telling them I couldn't wait until I didn't have to be in it anymore. We were on the asphalt practicing. The sun was setting.

~

I was living in a neighborhood instead of an apartment complex. Two people I know IWL, Meg and Alicia, were moving into these tiny, studio apartment-type houses. Alicia's husband was also moving in with her. The houses were right next door to one another. I saw them moving in, and the apartment was so small, when you opened the front door, you could see the bed right there. Alicia's sister and her husband, Andrew, were somehow involved in this as well.

I knew they both smoked weed, and I knew that now that they lived there, the second we hung out again, I'd be smoking again too. I wasn't worried about it though. I thought that I could control my habits now. In the back of my head, I knew that I wouldn't be able to in reality, but I didn't care. I just didn't want Dallas to find out. I was really excited about smoking and having such easy access to it.

I was then hanging about with Alicia. Her husband wasn't there. I don't remember where we were, but we were just chatting, when she asked if I wanted to smoke. Hell yeah! I really wanted to. She went and grabbed a bong from somewhere inside I think. She then was asking me about having sex while high. High sex is good, but I'd never done it with a girl. I thought about doing it with Dallas, but didn't know if I would be able to get away with it without him knowing I was high.

I think we smoked, but the only thing I remember about that is thinking that my eyes were red. I was hoping we wouldn't get caught smoking since the house was so small. I didn't want to get arrested or in trouble in any way.

Then, I was talking to someone else about weed. She pulled some weed out that was a light green with white on it. She said it was hydroponic. I smelled it. It smelled good, but not like super good weed. She then was talking about putting it on chapstick and rubbing it in your eye to get high. I then thought that if I did that, my eyes would be really red.

~

I was outside of some store at nighttime. I was writing to my first crush/first kiss, Nick. It was nighttime outside. I typed him a letter, and put three fingerprints on it. It told him to email me at a new email address, and also told him to listen to a particular song. I think my mom helped me type it. I read it over to make sure there were no mistakes. Instead of "Dear Nick," it said "Dear D____", with the spaces being something I can't remember, but it looked like the new email address that I gave to him. The fingerprints were below that, shaped like a pyramid, with two on the bottom and one on top.

After it was sent, I wondered whether or not he would even acknowledge my new email, or if he would just write back saying he had already heard the song. The point wasn't whether or not he'd heard the song, it was the lyrics that I wanted him to listen to.

I was then sitting outside of a public bathroom. It felt like I was at Disney. It was still nighttime. There was a little blonde girl of about 5 and her mom also sitting outside the bathroom on a bench attached to the wall. The blonde girl then started to talk to me. She said
"In my country (she said the name of the country but I can't remember), we can play in the bathroom."
She then was asking me if there were things in the bathroom she could play with while she went. At her feet, there were many children's books. I told her she could take a book in the bathroom to read, and she got excited. She went in and forgot the book. I went over to the stall, which was unusually short, and handed it to her over top of the door.

tired all day, 100mg b6, 2mg melatonin, 1 scoop UYM muscle-builder, noticed no effects
B6 for better memory/recall, didn't notice any difference. Muscle-builder addiitonally for night-time energy since was quite hungry at bed-time. Woke up with a bit of a sort of stuffy head feeling.

00:00 Sunday 2014-08-17

(early morning recall, frustrating, almost nothing but fragments and I *know* there was a lot more there, nothing other than first impressions would come in at all despite diligent effort)

06:30

+(f) I've come up with a guaranteed way to make money, it's so simple I can't believe everybody doesn't do it, based on real estate

+(f) I'm at a table tasting two different Chardonnays, I can't tell the difference, I hear a wine-snob type says one of the wines isn't ready, the other one has "hints of Acacia."

+(f) I'm surfing on water apologizing for the complexity of something I've prepared

+(f) gathering the opinion of colleagues on some work I've done, I'm describing it a bit

+ in a garage full of toys I inspect a bicycle that's just come out of the washing machine and is dripping wet, I look at its small transparent seat, I'm sitting on a child's bike the handle bars are loose and not aligned with the front wheel, an Indian father is looking at a 1-foot tall robot toy and talking on a cell phone talking to his kid(s) saying "they're willing to trade, but there's no guarantees"

(late morning, got back to sleep, yay)

09:15

+ (near lucid) flying through a series of glass-windowed walls, a new wall appears before me every time I fly through the next one, I can't break the cycle with expectation, I think this is ridiculous I've never had this issue before when flying, I see a city scape in the distance with night-time city lights, the tinted walls of windows has controllable-polarizing where the level of darkness is controllable. I fly out the first time through the glass expecting to pass through easily but get a bit stuck. Second wall I encounter I choose a section that is open with a screen that is not connected on the right side, expecting to pass through easily but I hit the screen and need to push it aside slightly. Looking ahead I see each glass wall fading in to appear farther in front of me just before I fly through one more.

(This was noteworthy in that my dreams usually do not troll me so obviously, putting me into an unescapable loop like that, that may be the first time I recall it happening.)

+ In my home living room, I'm looking in to the top freezer section of our fridge, I see some ice cream bars there I try to pick one up but it's quite soft, I see several more and realize they're all soft, I look at the freezer box and notice it can't close properly there is a lot of ice/debris in the way so I try to clear out the door area and around the side so that it will close. I step back and look at it and realize part of the front door and side wall are entirely missing, that's why the ice cream is soft, I tell my wife the freezer is broken, (I think someone in particular [a woman] has done this).

I then see my son S2 at a cute young age and lie with my back on the floor and put him on top of my bent knees (on his stomach) and play motorcycle with him several times, raising my legs and flipping him head over heels onto my chest. I realize I didn't do the whole game properly and so repeat it. I want to experience this time with him at this age for a long time, I think it's really important to value this time with young children. When finished, I reach over to S1 lying near me on the floor (present age) and pull him to me by his hand but nothing then happens. I'm still lying on my back and an older unrelated girl (JG I think) wearing PJs lies on my legs which are still in motorcycle-game-position and wants to play too, I feel her heavier weight, feel her body a bit through the PJs on my leg, and think we should stop before someone sees.

I'm walking through some outdoor small area around tables looking for my young-age S2 again, I think about summoning him, it doesn't work, there are other small kids running around and a parent watching over them.

+ abstract/weird "dream-like" huge amusement area/slide, riding balloon falling on cartoon spikes. This slide/area is in the distance, then it's in front of me, I look down the white slide to see various rides/attractions on it including a water-spraying game in the distance.

+ I receive a memo / email at work, I read it but am a bit confused about its meaning. At first I think an "MP" (VP probably) wants to meet with me to commend me on my excellent work and offer me a continuation of my contract or maybe a permanent position. Then reading it again I think it says he's meeting with underperforming empoyees to diagnose the problem. I'm in a meeting room but it's filled with empty-headed marketing types, it's not my meeting. I'm walking around and am carrying two bottles filled with lucid dreaming supplement capsules, I take some capsules and a bunch of them spill on the carpet, I'm trying to pick them up but they keep spilling (DREAM SIGN!), I want to put them into a drawer so they're not seen, I don't want them to think I'm a drug addict, they won't understand about LD supplements. One of the bottles has written around the rim next to the cap "National Steroids", so I know they'll think I'm a druggie. (Something about coins?) I'm looking for the meeting I enter a room and see people in elegant black evening wear it's a celebration of the company's success, there's a beautiful marketing woman in black sleeveless evening dress, she lifts her arm and I see a glistening spot on her armipt and think this is a patch of deodorant.

I walk to the end of this narrow room turn the corner and head right back the same way I just came in the new room which is also narrow it has hair-dressers cooing over an infant, I think the meeting room is off to the left at the end of this room.

+(f) leaving a diner I get a splinter in my bare foot, I try scaping it off on something, I must have left my sandals in the diner.

Journal Entry Lucid #71 Dream,Lucid, thoughts in dream,(Comments)
Background:Since this is me looking back at my old DJ, I didn't write what I did I was too lazy, so I can't write anything here.

Lucid Dream # 71, day: 08/14/14, time: 3:50-4:03 Am " It's just a Weird plot":
I am looking at an ant hill. I am trying to find the biggest hill to do some sort of math problem. As I was putting stickers on them a female, EN, showed up and she tried to seduce me. She put her butt out, bending over to touch me. She started to grind her butt in front of me. I yelled, "What are you doing?". She turned around and smiled back at me. She stood upright and I put my hand on her shoulder to tell her that it is wrong. Instead she grabs my hand and puts them on her boobs. I freaked out and moved my hands right away. I looked around and saw that I am in my backyard. She is still next to me. I put my and on her boobs I am turned on. She turned over and replied, "yeah, grab my ass", so I did. I thought about this weird plot and realized it was a dream.I got up and shredder from TMNT showed up and beat me up. He knocked me out. I thought I woke up and it was over with .

I got up and he told me to leave. I did, and I still had a katana, a type of sword on my back. I was angry that I couldn't defend myself from the shredder. I could feel the heaviness of the katana in my hand. I tried to slice objects with the katana. I see a group of martial arts students followed by a female sensai. I see them fight each other. I told them to be careful with the katana. They instructor informed me that they are fake. I looked closer at them and realized that they are indeed plastic. I realized that it is a dream. I told the DC to ask herself "what is real?", "is this real", "am I real?", "Am I you imagination?". She replied, "it feels weird". I said, "yeah it's ok to feel weirded out by it". As I was walking trying to make dream stable, I see ES. I am rubbing my hand I could feel the dream fade. As I am waking, ES says to me, "I need to suffocate". I looked at him weird and he said, "breath! breath!". I said, "Ok...ok" kinda annoyed. We found our way to the small room in church. I smell cow or horse manure and it reminded me of my childhood home. ES is talking, "They are no supposed to be here, only we know this place." I opened a door to my backyard. She, EN, wasn't there. I was relived. My dream kept its intensity. I didn't want to think about task or anything. I flew around and before I woke up I saw a Ninja turtle and a roller coaster. . It wasn't false memory, but it was exaggerated I may have walked by a farm or horse dump but at the moment I thought I was once living at a farm.

Dream - 8:00AM

I'm walking around a place with escalators. I see a guard in my way, I keep hitting him until he moves. He eventually gives in and offers to pull down a leaver which was on the wall, and does it. Im standing near a wall and it opens a special storage box inside the wall. There's brick like things in the way. The scene has changed to my rumpus room sf my house but still see bricks etc. Ben and I begin to take bricks off and as we almost reach last brick Ben gets cautious. He puts a cloth over the area, as If he was expecting some sort of creature to come out. A snake comes out. Ben tries to pick it up and it hisses at him. It's now on the floor. it's small medium size black snake. Ben is dad now. Dad puts a shoe over it and tries to cover hole where it may escape. I try to fix it so the hole is completely sealed but i make it worse. Snake escapes again and it can shrink itself into small blob and still move. It makes it's way under the couch. It comes out again and dad throws something over it again. I put a jacket over it but the snake pushes it's body and head up and it looks as if it's standing with a sheet on its head. I see Rex underneath the snake and snake bites Rex's ear, I freak out and stop it by pulling it away. Rex doesn't seem bothered and is still laying there.

Dream Fragment:

I'm outside and I see people. At a petrol station?

Side Notes:

Neck felt much better tonight but recall was shit once again. I've been putting effort into my affirmations and not getting rewarded. Not sure what's up but will just keep on keeping on.

I wasn't trying to remember my dreams so I forgot the first one.

Second Dream

Something I don't remember happened than I appeared in SP. Someone I couldn't see covered my mouth and tried to rape me. After that I appeared on the bed again and called out to my dream mom. I wanted to wake up because I was afraid and my mom grabbed both my hands and told me not to worry. I bit my rubbery hand and after a few seconds woke up.

Third Dream

I have no clue what happened in the beggining but I became lucid after I noticed the elevator wasn't working in the dream. I left the Asian guys I was with and saw a lady cutting open something on a counter. I asked where the stairs were and she kept showing me secret stairways to go through. I chose one and told the lady who was mad at me to forgive me for leaving her.(I was joking) After I left I noticed I was in a secret facililty in a city where dream things were being kept from the public. I took out two blades and cut the teddy bear that flew in my way. I was kind of slow but managed to find my away around it. I ran out the building and a FBI agent started chasing me. I hid behind a pole than ran after that.I noticed the world looked like a anime and I was a blonde anime boy as I was running and thought it was pretty cool. I woke up after running for a bit though.

*As I was writing I recalled at the beggening I was at a school running from a guy and outsmarting someone and something about getting a new game?...Oh! I became lucid after my cousin tried fighting me. But I used my dream skills to block her attacks. She started crying after that too. I didn't feel bad cause I knew it was just a dream though. The thing I don't recall is how I ended up in the elevator but it doesn't matter so....

recall and awareness a step higher again:

early morning:

+(f) I'm in a dark indoor space confronting some rodent, his huge relative shows up behind him

+ walking up stairs in an apartment building looking for a guy's apartment, ask my dad about if Zbigniew Brzezinski was indicted by watergate (and why was he then put in charge of national security?), see a static image of some guy with a huge nose poking through a bloody hole into another guy's head

+ my wife is driving the car, I'm giving directions, we're approaching a busy cross street with visible traffic, she's not slowing down, "Careful!" I say, she brakes at the last moment, it turns out we're driving on ice, we slide out of control across the street spinning and slam into a parked car (that was stopped because it also had been in an accident?)

late morning:

+ chatting with a young cute short (receptionist?) friend during a break at work, she hates her job, I give her a pep talk to quit and become a freelancer, I tell her I live on this street (we're standing outside it's dark), we mistakenly switch cups and I take a drink of her tea

+ going on a ride on my old red Honda CB250 motorcycle, adjust the choke setting for more performance, turn to the right to enter traffic (thumbing the turn signal), accelerate, shift into 2nd gear and the bike immediately does a full stoppie and I nearly fly over the handlebars, I realize later (in a dream?) I must have been dreaming because I wasn't wearing a helmet

+ I'm leading a group of teammates from a courtyard through a building out to the sidewalk, rapidly finger-shooting all the opponents in our path, "keep an eye on that guy" who's slumped down in a corner, huge crowd of cops shows up and I think I can finger-shoot them all but they arrest us, the chief of police is a teammate and he yells to a big black cop that he's fired, the cop says he can't do that, so the chief tells him he's on leave.

+ funny conversation with woman and wife at a pool party, I see a dead/dying goldfish and miniature mermaid. A bunch of us are lying in the sun in our swimsuits. I'm putting on woman's makeup (as a joke?), it's like thick white clay, I'm pasting it onto my face under my eyes with a flat wooden stick like a popsicle stick, I see my face in a mirror briefly I see I've put so much on that it's in big blobs on my face.

A woman lying with her face to me says "I hate sleep, it's the closest thing in life to death."

Me: "I love sleep!"
DC: "And oh, I hate dreams..."
Me: "I *love* my dreams!" (I know I'm a lucid dreamer)
Wife: "Oh, really!? What do you dream about?!"
Me: "Uh..." (uh oh the cat's out of the bag) "...skiing?"

I then notice that lying in a 1-inch deep water area in between me and my wife are located a 2-3 inch long goldfish and and a 3-4 inch miniature mermaid. They're not moving. I poke the goldfish and turn it over, it barely respond. I say to my wife "do you think they're sick?" (don't remember her reply). I look at the mermaid, it has a freaky expressionless doll-face with widely open eyes. The head is about the size of a Pez dispenser's head. I look at that face/eyes a few more times.

I get up to go into the house to go to the bathroom, and notice a group of 3 girls in bikinis in the distance, briefly admire them, then continue on.

I wonder (still in the dream) if I have some subconscious urge to tell my wife about my dreaming hobby.