non-lucid

01-26-2014 -- [Choppy, and possibly waking and falling back asleep and returning to the same dream two or three times.] I am at the Chipola house, and find myself getting ever more upset with Scott, who seems to be making more and more messes around the place, and not cleaning them up. I find he has opened one of my Pizzaria Uno frozen pizzas, and sort of broke it in half, and just cooked half of it, while leaving the other half still frozen for me, without ever telling me about it. While I am trying to reason out just what to do about this, I spot a couple of Chinese girls in the kitchen, and am asking them if they are Scott's friends. It turns out instead they are Ron Ds friends, which is kind of unexpected.

Soon I find mysef at church, complaining to Carl about the problems with Scott and the whole negative situation, and he tells me that he is going to let me know what things Scott is saying about me, but he always gets interrupted, and never actually tells me anything. Instead, I soon find myself back at the house, and Joe and Cindy are now here, and seem to be very ticked off at both of us. I am trying to explain what has been going on, but they don't want to hear it. We're both going to be tarred with the same brush.

There was a sort of small pit at one corner of the house, and they have decided to escavate it into a new, large room, so they have started digging out a lot of dirt, and have begun lining it with shelves and cupboards, but they are all slightly tilted, kind of like the doors on the cupboards in the kitchen. They have also installed a sort of huge projection screen on the wall at the back of the room. There are lots of neighbors from the other houses who turn out to be relatives of the family, and Jimmy and Marilyn and their friends are watching something, and I suddenly find myself wondering what Sonic the Hedgehog would look like, projected like that, wondering if the resolution would be decent, or if it would be horribly blocky.

I go running off to my room, where I grab my laptop, the game controller [which I just bought in real life to use on Nintendo and Sega emulators] and the physical cartridge-like emulator system which my dream can't seem to accept is just a tiny program on the laptop itself. I struggle to get all the wires disconnected, and carry the system back to the new room. I am trying to figure out how to hook it up, but somehow no hook up seems necessary. The thing somehow hooks itself up wirelessly by itself, and suddenly loads up the Fusion emulator and Sonic (though in the dream this seems wrong to me because Fusion is the NES emulator, not the Sega one ... in real life, Fusion is indeed the Sega emulator.) The problem is, though the emulator seemed to work fine on the laptop screen in my room, somehow this more powerful system that can load itself seems to be infected by a virus that is loading all kinds of extra programs and menus and such from Fusion, which leaves me just trying to turn it all off again. Weird and surreal.

01-27-2014 -- [Weird, and can't pull up all the details. The 5-HTP last night seems to be making my sleep worse, and my dreams less detailed.] Working in some strange sort of cross between a shopping mall and a call center, trying to sell something over the phone, but the company's policies make the actual selling more and more difficult. I've gotten to be on pretty good terms with one of the customers, and am hoping for a sale, but in the process I end up flying with them somewhere.

Soon we are in an airport, changing planes, and I find out that somehow I am now being asked to pilot the plane. The client is inviting me out for a drink, but there is a company policy (which actually makes sense in the dream, though it sure doesn't make sense now that I am awake) that we are allowed to drink while we're at other airports, preparing to fly back home, but not at our home airport. Since we're at the home airport, I have to turn down the drink, and in the process, lose the sale.

Instead I find myself back at the call center, which has now turned into a warehouse that does long-haul courier work of hundreds of extremely small loads in huge big rigs across the country. It is my first day on the job, and I have a package to take to Massachusetts, and have just watched as they loaded the last package on the truck. For some reason, my job is to sit on the back of the truck and make sure everything is all right, but the driver who has started the truck up never closed up the back or raised the lift gate, and as he starts to drive, one of the crates falls out of the back and lands in some other crates. We have no method of communication established, so I am trying to think of what to do, then start beating on the roof of the trailer really loud, and make enough noise that he hears me and stops. He peers at me in the side mirror, and asks what is up, and I explain we have a small problem and a potentially larger problem.

The small problem is he forgot to close up the back of the truck and raise the lift gate, the potentially larger problem is the crate that fell out, and if it was breakable stuff, may be problems. He assures me that the crate isn't a problem, and starts to get it reloaded. The things he is saying also kind of indicate that it was probably all a test to see if I was paying attention, and I may have done well. As they are reloading the crate, I run off for a quick bathroom break, and when I come back I find the truck is gone. I missed it while going to the bathroom. I am almost to the point of weeping, figuring I am probably going to be fired now, and I am convinced I don't have any idea what I am doing.

But then the female supervisor comes up to me, explains I handled the situation with the back of the truck and the crate just right, and while I did miss my truck, it is my first day on the job, and I won't be in trouble for it ... but can I think of what I might to differently to avoid the problem? I say I would probably tell them that I was running to the bathroom, rather than just assuming I can make it back quick enough, and she responds with something along the lines of "There you go!" I finally conclude I don't need to quit or be fired, and that I will only get better with a little time and experience. "Now you're getting it!"

01-27-2014 -- [Poor sleeping, constant waking, weird night and weird dreams.] I'm in a place of mom's, but not one that I recognize from real life (or indeed, from specific past dreams, either.) Somehow I am standing in front of a small metal sink, trying to fill a pot of dried red beans and rice with some water, so I can cook it up. The problem is, something is wrong with the taps, and though I have turned the water on, I can't manage to turn it off. There seems to be one small place which is off, and turning it to either side from that tiny position is on, but I can't find the sweet spot, and the sink is just about to overflow. I finally manage to get it off, but now the pot is also overflowing, so I have to drain a lot of the water, and in the process, find that almost all the red beans and rice have also overflowed, so I don't have anything to cook. What a mess.

I think there was a tiny bit of Kevin B somewhere (possibly a comic book convention), but soon things shift to where I am instead wandering around Indiana Wesleyan University with Dale, attending another FCM convention. The thing is, I know they have moved the convention away from the college, but in this dream they have specifically returned to IWU, and it is kind of nice to be back. We are passing some stalls and approaching a hall where we may be having some sort of lecture or business meeting, and things start pretty quickly.

I almost immediately find that I am bored out of my mind, and just can't manage to stay there. I stand up in the middle of the thing and just walk out. Soon I am wandering around through the building, looking for somewhere to relax and maybe read or something, but everywhere I find students with books spread all over the tables doing homework and stuff, and I know we're supposed to stay out of the students' way.

At one point I end up kind of jumping over a couple of chairs that have been knocked over (reminds me of a scene out of an old Bing Crosby musical I just watched) and am amazed I have the agility to do so at my size, and kind of half-realize I am dreaming, and do a slight bit of hovering, but I soon lose track of the fact, and wander back toward the hall where Dale is.

I find a large metal sign that needs to be separated into parts, and start carving it apart with my fingernails in a rather impressive way, and find myself interacting with Bridget B. from choir. For some reason, she needs the sign parts I am disassembling, but her much more impressive fingernails can't manage what mine can. So I start handing her the sign parts as I get them separated, and we walk along, chatting, exchanging one-liners, and I throw out one about the Middle East that just takes things too far, so I have to kind of apologize for that one.

Meanwhile, our discussion has been fun enough that she asks me about texting more comments back and forth. I am trying to remember what information I need to give her, whether e-mail addresses or other things, before I finally realize oh yeah, just the phone number, idiot! As I start looking for the phone number so I can give it to her, I realize I've lost the darn phone. Nuts! By this point we are in a room, and she is starting to remove the fancy dress she was wearing (a nice powdery blue number with black trim) and I realize I have followed her into her bedroom, and I really don't belong here. She doesn't seem to be worried about me, but her husband Brian is looking at me a little strange. I start to apologize profusely, explain I wasn't paying attention, and ... uh ... I gotta go! Problem is, I haven't been paying enough attention to know how to get out of the quarters they are sharing, either, so go the wrong way at first, but then I spot a door with several locks on it, and realize it must be the exit. As I hurry out, I see their son and daughter. I think he is playing a video game, and she is reading a book or something.

There is another teen there (probably a friend) wearing a really strange hat that seems to be a cross between an odd multi-colored fez and a lampshade, and I find myself trying to turn a nob to turn the light on or off, except there isn't one, of course, since it is a hat. I apologize, and make it out the exit, and kind of stumble back to the hall from earlier, just as the meeting is about to get out. I get to listen to them saying the Pledge of Allegiance (at the end instead of the start?) and then they finally start exiting. As I meet up with Dale and we start discussing whether or not I am coming back to California for a bit of a visit once the convention ends, we overhear them debating about whether or not they should open up the organization to Mormons. Odd bits.

01-28-2014 -- [As usual, first part is not as detailed as it should be.] First thing I can remember, I am out somewhere, discussing potential mystery shops down in the Palm Beach or Lauderdale area. I am talking to a male scheduler, but the type of shop has a strong feel of the recent Circle K shops, stuff where the pay has gone down or they have limited the number of shops or something like that. Something has gone on that has caused me to quit, and say I won't be working for that company any more, and this has ticked off the male scheduler a bit. But then it turns out one of the shops is right next to where we are having our discussion, and the closeness balances out whatever has me ticked off, so I try to un-quit, and say I won't mind doing that particular shop.

The guy says that particular shop is only doing a shop-by-mail shop, that month, but it turns out all I have to do is mail something to them, and remark on any response I get, and that is even simpler than the usual shop, and pays the same, so I am quite happy with it, and am trying to get to necessary envelope together. Problem is, as I am trying to get things together, I actually start to drop stuff, and as I do, Joe S. and his little sister show up, and start pranking me. I am carrying a bunch of sheet music for choir, and as I am picking up other stuff, Joe's sister has grabbed my sheet music and dropped it into a file, while Joe has grabbed some of my other stuff, and started moving it. I have already had the hassles I have been mentioning with the mystery shopping company, and I just don't have the patience for their games, so I make as if to stomp off.

Joe's sister gives up on teasing me, and starts pulling back out sheet music and handing it to me, but now I find myself with two or three copies of various songs, rather than just the one I need, and as I try to separate out the extras, I just start dropping more and more, and scrambling for it. Meanwhile, I also have four toothpicks I have to keep track of, and keep safe (possibly in connection to the by-mail shop) and they are scattering on the floor as well. As I keep trying to pick things up, the scene shifts a bit, and I am standing next to my car at a toll booth, right before where you pay the toll, the door open, still trying to pick up sheet music and toothpicks.

The problem is, there is another car approaching the toll booth coming the other way (doesn't make sense, but there it is), and he may plow right into me. So I pick the entire car up, and set it just off the road on the other side of the toll booth, and then hurry out of the way, myself, so I don't get run over by the car, then finally manage to finish picking up all my toothpicks and music. Problem is now that I don't want to get in trouble for not paying the required tolls, so I again pick up my car (which has an e-pass in it) and kind of swing it over the toll booth on a sort of swinging platform (like the ones in Sonic the Hedgehog that sometimes swing you over spikes or fire pits) so that it registers. Problem is, I don't stop quickly enough, so it swings over a second time, and registers again. I just hope that the toll organization will be smart enough to realize they should only charge me one of them ... meanwhile the car keeps swinging back and forth, so now I have to hope they will disregard two of the three tolls, and I get the car out of there as quickly as I can.

Then things shift again, and I find myself in Manhattan (or a cityscape that looks fairly like it) surrounded by skyscrapers. I find myself watching a movie being filmed by real superheroes. The Incredible Hulk and the Green Goblin are in the middle of a big fight, and Tobey Maguire's Spider-Man comes swinging into the middle of it, and I can hear the Hulk muttering and complaining about how it is a mistake to let Spider-Man get involved in all this, because he is so wild, and improvises so much. And sure enough, Spidey swings into the middle of things, coming around on a web at high velocity, and nails the Hulk with an incredible drop kick that sends him flying about a half a mile, outside the city, where he lands on his back, sliding through a field on the edge of a lake. He's the Hulk, so he's not really injured, but he now has a slightly painful case of something like road rash on his back, which he is muttering about as he climbs back to his feet and starts to leap back toward the fight scene.

But the scene is now changing again, and Tobey has been turning into Harry Potter (or perhaps Daniel Radcliffe) who is standing on what almost seems to be a float, along with Hermione/Emma Watson, who is feeling rather down. For some reason, I am standing there trying to tell her how very beautiful her character is, being as sincere about it as possible, to give her morale a boost. But they have to get back to filming. (Like the superheroes before, they are making a movie, but they actually have the powers of their characters, so it isn't technical movie magic being used to make the scenes.)

I am in a sort of an alleyway, out of the way of things, and some sort of late-teen black princess (dressed in a fairly fancy purple gown) is approaching the alleyway I am standing in to get out of the way herself, until her scene is ready to begin, and she sort of glares at me, so I back up further to give her more room to sit down. Harry Potter goes flying by on a broom mounted to the front of a magic carpet where all the camera equipment is mounted, filming over his shoulder as he flies, and he passes the mouth of the alley, then flies a sort of arc before heading past the alleyway again, heading the other direction. By this time the black princess has moved on to do whatever her part is, but there is a little black girl (probably ten or eleven) riding up on a bike, looking forward to watching her sister film her scene.

And somehow the little girl and I in our alleyway, get sort of sucked on to the flying carpet in Potter's wake, so now we're flying through the air behind him while the film company films these fabulously expensive scenes. They must be adding the sound separately, because the whole time Daniel is muttering and complaining about how there is a fabulous peanut-shaped blimp flying high up in the sky, but they didn't know it was going to be there, so they couldn't plan to include it in the filming, which bothers him, because he thinks it is neat. The problem is, all the sheet music that I had been trying to carry has now turned into large, flat (unassembled) cardboard boxes, and the wind rushing by as we fly along has pulled them out of my hands, and they have been sucked in front of the cameras and have ruined the scene. Daniel goes ballistic, and starts screaming at me for ruining the scene, and mentions now they will have to refilm it tomorrow, but I am not available tomorrow, and you know what? He's glad I'm not available tomorrow, because after ruining the scene, I don't deserve to be in it, so hah! I don't remember what I actually have to do tomorrow anyway, but I say I can reschedule if they want me to, and be there, but he tells me that I am not wanted. Rather depressing.

[Just interesting information ... though I have not read it in some fifteen or twenty years, there was a very early Spider-Man comic book that had Spider-Man and the Green Goblin filming a movie in a desert somewhere (Spider-Man thinking the Green Goblin was only an actor, and not realizing it was the real Goblin) when the Hulk stumbled into the middle of things for a huge fight.]

02-27-2014 -- Very strange cross between Hogwarts and home, throughout the dream. Somehow the ministry has done some bad stuff, and as a result, magic is dying out, and I am working with Dumbledore, Mcgonagall and others on the staff to clear out Hogwarts. We know the ministry are on their way, and want to take over the school, and with the way they have destroyed the magical world, we have no intention of letting them have any of the books, supplies, and so on which are stored at the school.

Meanwhile, the scene keeps randomly shifting from cleaning out the school to cleaning out the Hickory house, and Dumbledore keeps shifting into my dad. I am running around the house picking up all the money he has been gathering up. It is all in dollars, not in galleons, but he managed to accumulate the vast majority of the world's remaining wealth, as the economy collapses along with magic. I am stuffing money in my pockets and in my backpack, grabbing it from where it is sitting on counter tops, and floating in pools of water, and otherwise all over the place. I have probably around a million bucks, which now makes me by far the richest person on the planet, so you know the economy has been devastated.

So the ministry shows up, and are furious to find that almost everything has been removed from the school, and all the students and staff have gone, and I am the only one left. Dolores Umbridge is trying to threaten me, but since most of the magic that remains in the school has settled in me, I am by far the most powerful wizard left in this world, even if my power is also slowly fading. They have no chance to hurt me at this point (other than what they have already done, in destroying magic) so I completely ignore them.

By this point I am gathering up the last of the money, and am wandering around in a mostly derelict castle which almost seems to be morphing into a derelict bank. There are three teenage muggle girls wandering in, wanting to make some kind of transaction, and I have to explain to them that the bank is closed ... permanently. They are running around, tossing about a football, and one of them is annoyed that I won't toss the football with them. I have no interest in that, but as I am trying to get them to leave me alone, I can hear one of their stomachs growling. Since the world is collapsing around us, and I am now the richest person in the world, I decide to help out.

The bank has turned into a steak restaurant, and I tell one of the girls I will buy her a meal, and she mentions it has been something like six days since she last had a chance to eat. In return, I suggest that she buys one of the really big steaks, but eats it very slowly over the course of a couple days so she doesn't overwhelm her stomach. Somehow I am explaining that magic is dying, and therefore the world is dying, and neither will be coming back, and as I am explaining, Carolyn and her husband Don show up. It seems that they are magical (those losing their magic), and as they see me telling these muggle girls about magic, Don is about to call the ministry on me, not because he is particularly pleased with them, or one of the worst of the pureblood bigots, but just because the Statute of Secrecy is still the law. But I disconnect his phone by magic, and tell him that with the world dying, it doesn't matter, anymore. Besides, nobody really has enough power left to do anything to me, anyway.

Then I decide that I feel like heading back up north, though it changes moment by moment if that means to Hogwarts, or to perhaps Altamonte, Longwood, or maybe Mount Dora. But I start holding hands with all of them, and use a large amount of my remaining power to side-along apparate all of us, then wake up.

04-26-2014 -- Odd one, with several parts. It starts with me seeming to remember a dream I once had, that involved walking through the snow in Southern California, and I seem to be telling my sister about it. It was a fairly interesting dream, but not supremely so, and "I recall that it started right ... here." Here being the parking lot of the place my sister is currently working, and I explain how I was here to pick up a package (in the dream) to courier it somewhere, and I spotted all the snow, and started off to walk through it for a bit. [Might have tied into the dream where I ran into the 10th and 11th Doctors in a bar, dressing up like pirates, here.]

As I continue to tell my sister about the dream, I follow her into her work place (which somewhat resembles the 3M Dental warehouse). There's tight security, but she has no problem getting me in. We are wandering through the office area, me still telling her about the dream. We soon find ourselves standing in front of a strange cross between a vending machine and a weird sort of robotic Santa Claus giving out candy, and for some reason we are trying to empty the thing out, taking all the candy. Most of it we are just putting into a basket that everybody can take it from, but as we get close to finishing it off, I do keep a few bits for myself, including a couple of small bags of M&Ms, and what I think was a white chocolate version of a Willy Wonka Scrunch bar, a thing that has never actually existed. For some reason I am putting them in my pockets, even though I know they will melt there.

Melody has wandered off to talk to some of her co-workers, and as I was almost finished with my dream, this annoys me. I wait a little bit, but just when I am about to be able to tell her the ending, she wanders off to talk to more people, and I decide I have had enough, and I am just going to leave. I head to the exit, wondering if security is going to give me issues for leaving without her being with me, but they just wave me through. Soon I find myself out in the parking lot, looking for my white car. Problem is, it isn't where I left it, and I am walking back and forth through the parking lot looking for it, until I begin to worry that it might have been stolen. Also there seem to be some toughs approaching me, and I am thinking things are about to get painful.

Then suddenly the scene changes, and I am in a house where I seem to be sharing a room with either Ron D. or perhaps Chris (Kevin) W. For some reason we are literally sharing the same bedroom, and I find myself preparing to take my old wicker laundry basket out to do a load, but I have to make sure I gather up all my clothes, and none of his. Very strange, especially since the scene just changes again, for no reason.

I am now sitting in a bar, along the right side of the bar. There are tons of people around, and we seem to be filming an odd sort of cross between a game show and a reality show. There is a very cute English blonde (I think it is the blonde I saw in the latest Star Trek film last night, Alice Eve) who has to decide which of two gay men (both already in a relationship with another guy) she is going to marry. We're all in this bar where she and her friends interact with these two guys to decide which one she will choose. First it seems like the show is being hosted by George Takei, but it may eventually switch to being hosted by Drew Carey.

I don't really approve of the whole thing, so I am pretty much just sitting quietly, staying out of the way, but Alice is wearing a really mini mini skirt which is riding up further and further to show her stocking tops, and then eventually even her bush, while a large group of somewhat large and unattractive black ladies are standing around berating her and calling her a slut. I am just enjoying the show. Eventually the gay couple who were sitting at my part of the bar have wandered off, and there is nobody on that side any more, so I decide to move to the left side of the bar and take a seat, but as I do so, everybody is telling me I can't, and to go away, so I move back to the right side of the bar, just to find there are a couple about to take my seat there. I explain it is my seat and I need it, and have to tell them about the filming before they will go away. But eventually they do, and I have my seat back, and find myself talking to the boy friend of one of the gay men who Alice has to choose from, and we are both agreeing this is very stupid.

I'm with a group of people looking around the ruins of this small castle or fortress. I'm trying to track someone down - I don't expect her to be here, but I know she was here sometime in the past.

Switching to third person view, there's a hidden room in the ruins somewhere below us. There's a kid inside, a little boy, the son of the person I was trying to track down. He's been a kid for 170 years. The spell or curse or whatever it is that keeps him frozen in time also means he can only speak for one day in each year. He's listening to us move around over his head, and thinking about how he's saved that one day of speech so he can give us a message now.

That same boy is walking down a suburban street, and he's spotted and recognized by a young woman in a passing car. She tells the driver to pull over, and he does. Her name's Giselle, and though she's a vampire she's never killed anyone - she's been kept away from people by the man driving the car and his wife, her sort of self-appointed guardians. They feel some kind of personal responsibility for her, but they're very nervous around her. They're looking particularly nervous right now, as she gets out and talks to the kid. She's very friendly, she's delighted to see him, but without really thinking about it, when she gets close enough she bites his throat. She can't help it. As a disembodied observer, I'm thinking that she's going to wind up serving as a sort of adopted mother to the kid, and it'll work out well for both of them as far as that goes. But I'm also thinking that this is a sign that our - her, me, the kid, the kid's mother, some other people - our window of opportunity to become human is closing for this timeline. Once we've missed that opportunity, we'll inevitably wind up dying off one by one - the timeline wrapping up loose ends.

After I was back home from the exam (French) and had sat on the computer for about an hour writing previous entry I had under estimated how tired I actually was... I was exhausted. I decided to lay in my sister's bed as it's better quality than mine and I decided to do a WILD. For the first time I decided to throw some breathing exercises into the WILD-mix and did that for 10 minutes. I was really relaxed after just 15 minutes, then I just let my mind wander around and sometimes fall back thinking "Don't fall asleep...". After 30 minutes I felt my body getting slow and heavy and my head started to tillt to the right, I didn't care and let it just happen but then something weird happened. Suddenly I feel like I get inflated like a balloon, my inner-ears swell like when you drive around in the mountains and for the very first time did I hear auditory hallucinations because previous attempts at WILD failed or I did them using Binaural beats. I heard a bee or wasp flying over my head which was mildly worrying but again I just let it happen. It happened two times but I never knew how to transition, my only succesfull WILD attempts were pretty much DILDs that happened after WILDs. Anyway at some point I fell asleep and I had many FAs and a bunch of dreams. Also my sense of time was completly distorted, I was worried when I woke up I had slept all day and tomorrow I have another exam, but in the end it was just 2 hours.

I think in the future I will only use afternoon naps for WILD and keep night for SSILD or other techniques.

Last night I was able to have a good sleep and my WBTB-alarm woke me up at 05:30, however the loud alarm shocked me and I moved to much. For some reason 2 nights in a row already do I decide to perform WILD instead of SSILD, I don't know why. I've had very rare succes with WILD so why am I so drawn to it? Is it the mysterious sensation I miss from the one time it worked? Anyway I've also been noticing my DR getting weaker and weaker combined with me getting more and more tired everyday I wake up, so I decided to temporarily stop my WBTB-alarm and sleep normal. Until my DR gets better I wont interupt my sleepcycle anymore.

1. School profile

I was waiting in a hallway for an exam to start when I noticed touchscreens hanging of the wall, the others seemed interested in them too. I walked up to it and pressed a screen, it displayed a picture of me with my name under it and which class I'm in. However the picture of me had some flaws, my chin was too large and I had a beard. (IRL I always shave myself.) My friend laughed at the photo and I said "Well, it's not that bad is it?", then another person pushed me away so he could operate the touchscreen.

Chances of lucidity are low, need to get my DR back up and then I will do a WBTB with SSILD and NOT WILD!

Preparation: The normal
Products: Applejuice and a multivitamin pill (which had 4 mg of b6)
Number of dreams: 3
Sleep: 11.30 PM to: 08.40 AM.

Dream:1 Lucidity:0
Vividness: 7
Length:6
Recall: 4
I start out on a shore, and walk around for a bit. I seem to have a sword (some kind of rapier). Eventually i see 2 of my friends riding on some type of strange fish down the river. I jump on. We eventually jump off when we hit a bridge, and cant go any further. Some girls are sitting under the bridge, I challenge 1 of them to a swordfight, if i win, she raises the bridge. This is all i can remember. But i know there was more to this dream.

Dream 2 Lucidity:0
Vividness: 8
Length:8
Recall:6
The earliest thing i can remember is me sitting on a crowded bus, one of the girls jump of the bus in speed, but the rest continue on. It seems we drove past our point on the bus, so me and a few friends want to get back up. We take an insanely hard way though. It is almost impossible to climb, with steep hills and long drops. We get to a very steep part, which has few parts go grab onto. But there is a car trying to get down. The road isn't big enough for both of us.
My friends are about half way up, but i am lagging behind, as i got the hardest route. When they both get up the small, steep hill, Trym (one of the DC'S) tries to help me up. It is not enough, the stronger friend i have, tries to help me up, and he succedes. However he is cocky, and boasts of his ability to lift me into the air, we end up danglig at the end, and we both fall of.

I cant remember if i woke up here, but i know the dream continues. My friend died, it seems, but i lived. And the mood has changed, i am half grieving for him and half pissed. For some reason i walk into some rich family's yard, and see a large amount of people playing and having fun. If i walk a bit further into the yard, a group of people are chatting. They bring up my climb, and asks me how it went. I say it didn't go very well, because Vetle died. I go out the mansion using a different door, but now some annoying kids are following me. They ask me questions as i slam the exit door and leave the mansion, only to see a beautiful city. I think there were 3 kids.

Dream 3: Lucidity:8
Vividness: 8
Length:2
Recall:7
Insanely short dream. I realize i'm dreaming somehow in the middle of my schoolyard. I see a few people i think, but i focus on the fact that i am lucid, really lucid. I first try to make a DC appear ahead of me, doesn't work. So i try to summon a teddybear behind me, and it works! I think i get pretty excited here since i wake up.

Extra: In the second dream, the hill and place in general seems VERY familiar, so much i almost know i've dreamt something about it before. The city is inspired by Fredrikstad, the hill in dream 2 by engevika, and schoolyard in dream 3 by my school.

Near Dark-based, I'm enjoying watching Diamondback as this motel desk clerk tries to fight her off. She's just come around behind the counter, and she takes out her knife and stabs the desk clerk straight through the back of the hand, pinning his hand to the desk.

FMA-based, Ed's automail arm's bothering him while he's staying in a sort of underground village, and he's talking to Al. I'm briefly wondering why Al has a human body at this point in time, but then I remember that he retrieved his body very early in their journey, and then spent the rest of the time trying to retrieve something along the lines of his mind or memories or soul.

I've just entered into some wealthy household, and the lady of the house is greeting me. She uses formal greetings that trick me into responding in a way that formally declares us to be on friendly terms. By doing this, she's effectively prevented me from being able to bring up past grievances. This is very irritating. I'm thinking about how this way of manipulating words is something that she taught her husband, and it's the main thing that allowed him to make his fortune - that and the skill of building false walls that she also taught him, both things that she learned in her time working for a kind of illusionist or something similar, before she married. As I'm thinking about this I'm seeing an image of a false wall in their house which they use to spy on visitors, and then a scene of her visiting the court of a nobleman. She's raising a glass and saying "To the ruler of the land, Sho Haoon!" Calling him the ruler of the land is sort of overstating things - it's a position that's in question. She's been flattering him a great deal in order to get what she wants.

yea i dont remember this one that well so i kno at one point i was at club and dancing with my sister and some other family members but i just really dont know what was happening.. oooh yea i think i was at like st peterspburg and there were these giant fountains shooting out water and stuff with beautfilul roman sculputres

Last night I had planned on doing another WBTB combined with SSILD but due to there being a nasty thunderstorm outside and it being REALLY hot I was barely able to sleep at all!
So I cancelled my WBTB-alarm which was set at 05:30 in order to have enough rest for the exam the next day.

For most of the night I wasn't sleeping but in some weird limbo between sleeping and awake, I could open my eyes at any point but I didn't have a sense of time anymore so I laid there for 3 hours motionless. However at last I fell asleep and had 2 long vivid dreams.

1. The creepy/not creepy place?

I was outside some old abandoned castle in the middle of some swamps and it was getting dark, my dad's with me and we decide to enter it using a side entrance on the right. There were stairs going down and we were in a hallway that looked like a public toilet, everything was abandoned and crumbling apart. I could see everything in a greenish way like we used glowsticks, I walked further and turned right, suddenly the dimensions of the inside changed and the hallway of the beginning was now part of a large open room. There were sky-lights in the ceiling every now and then letting in some ambient light, it looked like it was a deserted ski shop with skies hanging of the wall for sale. We decided to take some of them as they looked good, in total we took 4 pairs. Then we heard a noise from the door we entered, I crawled under a rack and saw a woman entering, suddenly there were people around the place like it was some sort of mall. As I tried to casually walk away she walked up to my dad and asked "Did you two just steal my skies?", we started bringing up some story why we had those skies in our backpacks and it actually sounded legit, like I expected she would let us go but she didn't believe us. She said, give the skies back and that's $50 for stealing. Dissapointed and slightly annoyed my dad gave 50 bucks and we leaved, however I managed to keep one pair of skies in my backpack. After that we went down some abandoned hallways again and at some point through an open door on the right I saw a modern classroom and my cousine sitting there doing his exam. There were about 50 other students in there and then he waved at me, I waved back and continued down the hallway. It turned to the left and then again to the left so me made a 180° turn in total. After that we exited the castle on a side entrance on the left, I noticed my dad was missing and walked up to the front of the castle behind the central pond. I looked at the middle through some of the large windows and saw an entity floating through the main hallway of the castle which gave of a dim white light. I began to get scared as I just saw a ghost and I'm standing alone in a dark swamp near a haunted castle. It was pitch black and I decided to go home, I used my IPad as a flashlight which showed me the way back. Ones I got home I knew I had to defeat that crazy wizard that lived in that castle and held my dad in his dungeon. I had to find my blue wizard-shoes! I found one at home but knew the other one was at the haunted castle so I went back and acted like a was someone that was simply lost in the Woods, I friendly introduced myself to the wizard and saw my other wizard-shoe laying on some planks on the ground. I waited till he looked away and put it on.

2. Secret spy-agent

I'm some sort of super agent chasing down a terrorist in a city, the sun is setting. We run over balconies and rooftops, suddenly a giant down on the street level starts trying to smack me of the balcony, as I run away from his giant hand I can hear the buildings crashing down behind me. At last I stop on a balcony above a bar from which the railings are full with barbed wire, I ask the owner who's on the balcony too to remove it but he responds agressivly. I know there isn't much time and the terrorist is already climbing down to street level. I say "Ah fuck the wire anyway" and jump right over the railing, very fast and acrobatic do I manage to climb down the side and continue my chase. He runs further up a plaza were he tries to climb up somewhere but I get to him and pull him down, throw him on the ground and take him out using some super kungfu punches. Another terrorist attacks me and I take him down too using my close-combat skills.

I hope next night I'll be able to fall asleep properly and attempt another WBTB with SSILD. I must say however that even though I had just 2 dreams they were both extremely vivid and long. Each lasting over 30 minutes I'd guess.

00:00 Tuesday 2014-06-10

00:51 pre-bedtime
01:07 bedtime

05:39

+ in a (motel?) room with people, my mother is commenting on the decor (she doesn't like the picture with ships on it), entering/leaving a room I stumble a bit across the threshold there are some guys kneeling down on the floor interacting with some object there that I tripped over.

+ walking through motel rooms, (we're the decorators?) we enter one entirely painted in bright electric blue with relief patterns on the walls, I "recognize" (fake memory) the room and the patterns, I go to a table with a sushi waiter where the question is what hard alcohol goes best with sushi, ordered.

+ something with another couple (swingers?)

+ in a room with a black dachshund, I kiss the dachshund, then hold his muzzle right up against my cheek/eye, I'm a big concerned it could turn aggressive and seriously bite my face

+ views of bridges over rivers, they made travel possible from one area to another, some bridges were just long tubes, rather small, hardly any room to pass, one tube had a bulge out on one side that may allow for two cars to go by each other.

Long time getting back to sleep, MILD, WILD, noisy wife kept me awake, uncomfortably too cold, fitful / poor sleep for the rest of the night.

10:29
+ some conflict with another family, walking around/outside their house

+ discussing basketball passing theory for the forward position player, imagining the play while discussing

+ observing snipers in camouflage creeping through the grasses, I'm standing nearby, they're taking zoom pictures of objects in the distance, I see their weapons, and then I get the "camera" view of what they're photographing.

June 09, 2014

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I only remembered one fragment... Or rather, I know I remembered full dreams when I woke up, but I was not in the mood to write them down right away, and then either forgot because I didn't think about them enough, or fell back asleep...


This Book!

I was with my brothers at Oma's house, and we were talking about a book that my brothers didn't think was all that special. "But it's got all the ends of all the Harry Potter characters! I've got Dumbledore's end, even!"
(didn't occur to Dream-Kestrel that we all know Dumbledore's end from the books, anyways...)