non-lucid

I missed my brothers party as we were exploring abandoned buildings and drains.We were in a huge tunnel complex,there was a guy there throwing tennis balls and bouncing them everyware.It was very clean down there no graffiti.We got back to where the party was,my youngest brothers rx7 was parked out the front,(he sold that 10 + years ago),my nana told me she wanted to live in Mumbai.

00:00 Thursday 2014-04-10

00:27 bedtime

09:20 out of bed

+ swimming in the foggy ocean with John Kerry and friends JT and DT -- John Kerry makes a daring head-first dive into the water missing a (barely) submerged boulder by inches. I'm changing into my swimsuit but don't want DT to see me, I tell her to look away for 5 seconds, I'm pulling up my suit counting to 5 but it gets caught on my feet and I tell DT not to look. I was trying to find a place to change but the shallow water (amongst boulders) was full of crayfish/lobsters.

+ in Church with JT and DT. There is a counter in the middle of the room with tall stools around it as I approach people fill the stools I'm looking for a place to sit. There is singing that is like but unlike what I know, I hear it and sing along with the familiar parts. I talk to the pastor and explain my different behavior because I'm part of another church. Lots of people/families are there

+ walking outside in nature with DT, looking at leaves on the trees.

+ playing video game asteroids-like, I see my ship and the controls I don't have perfect control but do a decent job. The screen fills my vision. The upper half of the screen are a couple of giant unmoving asteroids, the bottom half has my ship maneuvering around to avoid the moving smaller asteroids I think I should shoot some of them.

+ playing 3-d pacman style game, I fly in 3d as DO following game ship, it becomes lifelike 3d scene, I'm doing pretty well

+ wife & kids come home, report car accident nearby, I see car accident in the distance, flying colored sparks, I also see hills in the distance which seem to be lit a bit by the light of the accident area, it's dark/night outside.

+ pull large leafed herbs from inside car and will prepare a soothing tea using a french press after washing them. I wasn't sure at first how to get the leaves to my kitchen. I'm standing outside the front passenger window of the car.

+ observe daylight results of deadly car accident, bodies lying on the street, standing on the crowded sidewalk a tobacco chewer talks to my kids, I get in his face and chase him away by threatening to call the nearby police who will find his illegal chewing tobacco and get him for offering it to children, I think I'm quite a good man for standing up to this guy.

+ parking a car in a self-serve parking garage where you push your car manually on to a lift/elevator and then push it into its assigned stall, can't find my stall, lots of people there in cafes. People are thinking that "aw man that guy put his car in front of mine". I think my stall is number 21 (?), and I keep walking back and forth looking for it but can't find it, there are a lot of cars and motorcycles behind the glass walled little cubbies/stalls for the cars.

+ going out with family from room to swimming pool area with lifeguard there (black female?) we're looking our door with a stange key / lock with shaped hollow regions, we lock the door then I want to check that the key will open it again, there were lots of people around, my vision zooms to the key and the lock.

Slept fairly deeply, don't recall any significant wakings. Also had 2 hour nap from 14:30 until 16:44, not recall

I'm busily running around a modular home, my home, cleaning here and there. I'm carrying a broom in my hands. Lydia says she wants to go to the dance and get dressed up. I smile and think it's a nice idea. Jackson comes up behind me and walks up to Lydia, telling her no and snapping at her. She gets a sad look on her face and puts her head down, walking into another room. I get really pissed and walk up to Jackson. I whisper angrily for him to shut up and stop telling her what she can and can't do. I threaten to kick him out if he keeps hurting her like that. He gets pissed and tells me to mind my own business. I walk up to him quickly and get in his face, pushing the broom handle into his chest. I tell him that I'm fucking serious and I will kick him out of my house if he doesn't do as I say. I tell him that he has no right to control Lydia and he needs to make her happy or get the hell out. He backs away from me, mumbling and kind of pissy, but he agrees and backs off. I then look down and notice that I'm wearing a new dress and I'm all dolled up for the dance. I grab a guy's hand and pull him to the backyard where we are all gonna play a game. The backyard is a huge dirt field with hay and many sacks of potatoes. We all grab a potato and three of us race down lanes. When we reach the end, we turn around and throw the potato to the next person. I laugh as the next person catches my potato.

LUCID
*I noticed a Theravada monk chanting by a stupa mounted right next to a road. When me and my brother walked closer to him he walked away like he didn't wanna be bothered. We continued to walk doing some other stuff. We walked across this highway enter pass then I realized a could fly and that I was dreaming. I had the urge to show off in front of some DCs, so I did. I walked away thinking why do I waste my time on this nonsense, do I really need to boast my dream ego? There were two people on the street that I were trying to show off for. I don't remember a response from them after a flew up to the telephone line and came back down. Me and brother ended up at this book store. I thought of the idea of that Alan Wallace said about shape shifting the dream through the power of conceptual designation. I tried this and it didn't not work at the time. I notice a Indian girl walking with her mom, she said a very nice ass. I tried to will her pants to come down so I can get a better look at her ass haha. Again this didn't not work. She did climb up this latter thing and yes I got a better look. haha Thank You subconscious.

*I remember talking to roberto on the phone about how high I was off cannabis. I think I was about to put some clothes in the wash.

*There was a vision of the holy of india were the Buddha attained enlightment. There something being said about tara ma and her mantra. I can't remember who was saying it. Someone also said that gayatri mantra was also I good one. I thought but wait this is a hindu mantra how? There was also a scene with the Karmapa.

i decided to be homless after getting in a fight with my parents. so im walking down down anita then i see bailey running around with out a leash. i herd her up the hill until we reach a park. its dusk and i can see silloutestes of dog walkers through the hills in the park. i contemplate taking her in hoping she doesnt attack anyone. we start running through the hills at night. its a lot of fun. we run into a ra ndom vape shop in the middle of the park with these two girls working their. i hit their vape once and blow vapor all in this girls face . i apolagiize. i see igor in their

later we are all just kicking it and i see bailey escape out the door so i try and chase her but she is chasing something. then out of no where this ugly cat attacks my leg and i run inside. it turns out the cat was an ipad which seemed to make sense in my dream but doesnt any more

then later in the dream im at the Bart station alone. i decide to lay down on the ground and take a nap. also i remember a man who could go into anytown..but he always knew somehow exactly when to leave before he would get shot. he one day runs into this kid who doesnt speak but is miming him to get like a cooler and stuf. the man being selfish uses the cooler for himself to set u p a beach house. the kid dies and later people come for reveng

I've been out since the 4th April, and I haven't been in very good conditions or mindsets for lucid dreaming, or even basic recall for that matter. My mind has simply been elsewhere, distracted by the friends and family I have been with. My sleeping patterns were all over the place.I got home yesterday and spent the day getting back into the swing of things, learning about different methods of attaining lucidity. I read quite a lot about WILD last night. I have been practicing my self-awareness techniques each day though, probably not as much as at first, but still keeping it going. I enjoy being aware even outside of this dreaming business, it opens the world up to you in a way you'd forgotten. I'm looking at old places I've seen many times and it feels like since my awareness has went up my ability to relate with what I'm looking has has increased 10 fold, it's like I'm reliving strong vivid memories when I look at old places I used to visit now.

From the 4th I tried to recall some dreams, but I only had one recall the first night, and it was extremely vague. I forgot to write up a detail account after I committed to waking up, and now my tag method doesn't help me remember much. The days that followed up until last night were dreamless, I probably had one or two vague recalls but I forgot them as soon as they arrived and now I'm not sure if they ever existed!

4th April Dream
I found myself watching some sort of fair ride from above, like the pirate ship that sways in different directions. There was no pirate ship however, it was just a floor instead. Other people were on it, and it only swayed enough in each direction to wobble us. It was night time, and the environment felt calm and fun, but suddenly it felt as if I had a job to do. I then appeared far away from the place I had been, looking at it from a field. I was sitting on a or against a car, and I fired a flare into the sky. The dream fades here, and then a new place appears, and I was looking at myself in the mirror, noticing that all the facial hair on the right side of my face was growing out of control.

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Last night

Time of sleep: 2:00am
Time of first awakening: Unsure (forgot completely to log the time!) | Reason: Natural awakening

Dream 1
I know there was a dream involving my ex, but I can't remember it at all.

Dream 2
I was in bed with one of the most beautiful red heads I have ever seen, though her face is faded in my memory now. I was having sex with her but the focus of the dream was not on that aspect, it was more about a passionate kind of exchange with communication, something genuine and pure. She laughed and made me laugh.

Dream 3
It seemed like me and some dude had been spawned into a place where we were under immediate threat from something. We were on dark streets, and the threat was of mindless thugs out to find and kill us. We quickly found ourselves in some building, and the terror of the threat was so intense that even with our handguns we still tried to hide. I suggested we just hide in the plain room we found ourselves in, which was old and packed with furniture that seemed to be held for storage. We climbed to the back past chairs and couches, stepped through gaps and hid at the back. I remember slotting down in between a couch and something else, and pulling a sheet over myself. My companion seemed not to invest too much care in his hiding, and was easier to see. I think I remember us bickering about it. We quieted down and waited, hearing noises that filled us with fear. After a while I realized I could stop the threat, and suddenly I was spawned outside the building. It was no longer night time, and I was heading towards some gangsters that were waiting by the road for some other gangsters to arrive. As they did, I casually walked over and shot them all in the back before they knew what was happening.

Time of final awakening: 12:00am
Total time slept: Roughly 10 hours
Total alarms used: 1
Total awakenings: 3 | Natural: 2-3 | Alarms: 1
Did I do a waking journal recall of my day before I went to sleep: Yes
Did I do any awareness concentration: Roughly 30-40 minutes of physical awareness of my entire body, on my back

Date: 4/8/2014 (Mon)
Total sleep: 6.75 hours
Daytime Techniques: RCs, Visualization, Awareness, Mantras
Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Meditative Visualization, Reading Dream Journal
Recall Techniques: Meditative Visualization, Mantras
Fell Asleep: 10:00 pm
Dream 1 Title: (Fragment) Bike Ride
Dream 1: I am riding my old BMX bike along the main street of my town. I am with a friend (but I don’t know him in real life). He is wearing a white t-shirt, blue jeans, and dark blue Converse sneakers. He is riding in front of me on a red BMX style bike (the rims have regular spokes). It is a warm summer day. The trees are covered in green leaves. We swerve off the road onto a dirt path which leads behind a chain link fence on our left. I can see tall green grass on both sides of the path, and taller grass around the fence. The fence is old, the galvanized steel has grown gray with spots of rust. We peddle up a slight incline and I can see a sharper incline (about 10 feet high) in front of us. We stop at the bottom. I know the incline leads to rail road tracks. I know we are trying to get to the high school and the tracks won’t take us there. I say, “I think we should go back and stay on the street.” The dream fades and I wake up at 4:15 am.
Dream 2 Title: The Moon Makes Me Lucid (**Lucid**)
Dream 2: I am in my old house, the first house where I lived with my wife and daughter. I am lying on a mattress, under a white comforter. The mattress is on the living room floor near the large front window. The room looks very similar to reality. I can see the yellow painted walls, the white painted steam heater in front of the window, the light colored wood of the hardwood floor, and the large white framed window. I can see the reflection of the moon on the shine of the hardwood floor. Something doesn’t feel right to me. I roll over onto my back and see my wife next to me, on my left (which is the wrong side of the bed for her). She is snuggled under the blanket so I can only see her wavy blond hair and her face from the nose up. Behind her I can see my daughter laying on the floor under a white blanket. Beyond her I can see the fireplace. I turn back to the window. Outside I can see the large maple tree and beneath it the low stone wall. I can see the neighboring houses beyond the tree. I look upward and see a brilliant moon between the bare branches of the tree. I still feel that something isn’t right. I stare at the moon. It is very bright and much larger than I have ever seen it. I can clearly see the craters on the surface. As I stair I start to wonder if I’m dreaming. Then the craters begin to shift and swirl. The bottom section of the moon begins to disappear. Then I remember that I was back at my real home, in bed, just a little while ago. I am lucid without a reality check. I throw the blankets off of me and stand up. I am no longer in the living room. I am now out in the front yard, but the mattress, my daughter, and the fireplace are all there as well. My wife and daughter are sitting up and looking at me. I say, “I’m Dreaming!” Neither respond. I remember my goal to fly into space, but I don’t remember to stabilize the dream. I also remember that last time I tried to jump to fly it wake me up. I levitate off the ground and float up into the tree branches. I’m annoyed as the branches poke me and I worry I will get tangled. I float away from the tree and begin to fly upward. I am feeling such joy at being lucid again. My eyes are on the night sky, which is now overcast. I will myself to go faster, I want to hit supersonic speed and leave the atmosphere as quickly as possible. I can feel the wind on my face and the g-force increase as it pushed the skin on my face back. I can still only see the clouds and darkness above me. I worry that the dream is going to collapse so I decided to look down at the ground so I have something more upon which to focus. I awaken. I am back in the front yard of my old house laying on some blankets. I am no longer lucid. I can clearly see the yellow vinyl siding, the white framed windows, the stone steps leading up to the white side door, the large front window, and the bushes. My wife and daughter are there and are picking up blankets and clothing off the ground. I get up and begin searching for my notebook so I can write down my lucid dream. I am looking under cloths and blanket, but just can’t find it. I’m very annoyed because I don’t want to forget the dream. My in-laws walk out of the door of the house and into the yard. I say to my mother in lay, “I just had a lucid dream.” I start to explain the dream to her, but the dream fades and I awake. It is 4:47 am.
Awake: 4:47 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 5; D2 = 12
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 5; D2 = Lucid
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 2 min; D2 = 10 min
Emotions: Joy, Annoyance, Worry
Dream Signs: Riding old BMX bike, Being a kid again, Back at old house, laying on a mattress in the living room/font yard
Notes: I took magnesium before bed. I read my dream journal, meditated, visualized being lucid in a dream, stated my intent to wake up after each dream and remember my dreams, and repeated my mantra before I dozed off. I did wake up several times after 4 of my dreams, but couldn’t recall the first 2. I did not get frustrated by the lack of recall. I reminded myself that I am in the early stages of learning and I will continue to improve. I stated my mantra each time I awoke until I dozed back off. This LD happed exactly like my recent ones. I woke up after 4 am from a dream. I made some mental notes about the dream. I stated my mantras as I dozed off. Then, while I was dreaming, my awareness was much higher. I could “feel” that something wasn’t right. Then something trigged me to remember being back in my RL bed shortly before the dream. I do need to work on stabilizing the dream. This particular dream hasn’t left me with as much of a “high” as other recent LDs. I feel it is due to the false awakening. The lucid part of my dream doesn’t feel as vivid to me because I didn’t come straight from lucidity to being awake. I have to work on RCs after all awakenings.
I am going to change my goals for LDs. My #1 priority is to get lucid as often as possible. The experience of being lucid is the best way for me to have more LDs. When I am having them more often then I can start setting goals for what I want to do in the dreams. For now I just want to stabilize the dream, explore and do what I feel like at the time. I just want to gain more experience.

Dream
Lucidity


I dreamt I was with Desirae somewhere and was teacher her about Lucid dreaming. She ends up getting crushed by some wood but she's still alive. I remember her eyes looked really strange. Her pupils were really really small and her eyes where a very bright blue
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In my other dream I was somewhere with a lot of sand. I remember there being water or a pool. Someone told me I had to stay outside in the sandstorm and a few inmates were working on the dirt on some tractors. I went inside and someone was mad at me so I left and went to some place where there were monsters and volcanoes.
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I dreamt that I was in a country with a police state. Artists were banned and people had to swipe their IDs to do mostly everything. I met a person and she was part of an underground group. I was a woman during this part. We went to her apartment and she was with another woman. I was a guy again. I was also with a black dude. We started asking questions as to why all this was going on. I started talking about Youtube and the women got surprised and started whispering. I said something about Youtube again and for them to show it to us. The black guy started telling them something and I said something also. I got up on the bed they were and started saying "This can't be happening... this is a dream" One of the girls said "This isn't a dream". I looked at my hands and counted my fingers saying "This is a dream this is a dream this is a dream" in hope that none of the dream was true. I then slowly started realizing I was in a dream and said slowly: "This is a dream..." and realized I was dreaming. I rubbed my hands to stabilize the dream and then looked at my hands again. I looked up at the girls and used some sort of magic on them, which pushed them away. My eyes kept closing and I yelled to my dream "Keep my eyes open!" and they opened. It was hard to keep them like that. I decided to get out of there and did a dream spin. While spinning, I saw purple arrows pointing left, which was the direction I was spinning. I was telling myself "Take me somewhere I want to be, somewhere awesome and real" I ended up in my room, on my bed. I found it weird that was the place I wanted to be. It was hard to get up and keep my eyes open. There was also a noise coming from my right ear, like a fan or a small motor. I woke up and was in the same place and position I was in while in my dream.

really fragmented stuff. I don't remember it being in first person; never saw my hands. felt there were classes the next day, had trouble falling asleep, so this may have contributed.

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playing modded fnv/skyrim

subreddit about "not funny but i get it" - real subreddit i think but not like in real life.
50% of posts filled with ugly naked girl trying to be funny
also filled with angry exes trying to get revenge

as if watching lost
tina from survivor accusing holly michaels

time passes?

tina has a golden idol, sets self on fire, vivid flames
shootout occurs

jack has an orange safety vest on inside out

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new dream?

walter white

music on computer somewhere - was messing with foobar the night before.

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new dream

old man with rotting casino tries to take me in, felt a bit rapey. gambled together, no one else in casino, outside, night



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that's all i remember
man maybe i should spend less time in front of computer

An older dream from about a month and a half ago.

I am running, no, I am blasting at top speed across a swampy field, or a forested coastline. Everything is a blur as I move at impossible speeds, dodging skeletons and zombies. I carry a package in my hands, over my head, seeking to protect it from damage. The landscape is minecraft-like, with squares everywhere in the coastline, in the trees. I lose the package as I pass over some water, but I continue running until I am literally flying, skimming over the earth.

I see two towers in the distance, one bright red and white, made of bone and crystal and looking like a very fragile toothpick tower, the other looking like three massive carved trees all joined together, with the frightening visages of monsters carved in at the top. The trees were also stained or lit up with red, blue, and green light.

I flew up to the top of the bone tower and saw a group of women in blue robes, playing crystal harps and singing the tower together. I clung to the skeleton of the tower with my claws, and it was at this point I realized that I had transformed into a Phoenix, with wings and feathers and talons. I breathed fire into the tower, then flew through it and onto the wooden tower on the other side.

I clawed into it, tore bark off with my beak, and burned deeply into the center tree until I dug out a hole big enough for me to squeeze into. Then I sat and waited, hiding from something. I never figured out what it was, however, because that was when I woke up.

I was riding in an open carriage through the countryside, possibly somewhere in Denmark. There was a woman sitting next to me, and she leaned over to whisper, "I heard your stepmother tried to cut you out of your father's will. Do you need help?" I turned to face the woman and realized it was the Queen Mother. I also noticed that my sister and my (now former) stepmother were sitting across from us, which is why the Queen Mother was whispering. I reassured her that all of my father's assets were put into a trust before he remarried and my ex-stepmother could not change it.

I returned the fancy house where I was staying. It seemed that it once belonged to a wealthy aristocrat who had died and my family may have been distantly related, so they were evaluating us to be heirs to his title. The staff at the house showed me to my room, which had some fancy bed. I laid down for a while but quickly realized that I had gotten my period and leaked all over the sheets. The staff was horrified; apparently the bed linens were also priceless antiques. I was told that this was probably going to count against me in the evaluation.

I went down to the kitchen, which seemed really crowded with furniture. There was a breakfast bar with seating, something that I've considered adding to my current kitchen. However, I couldn't figure out why there was another table shoved right in front of it that kept me from getting to the bar.

Continuing my explorations, I found that the house had a second kitchen. Now I was really confused. What was the purpose of having two kitchens in one house? I moved onto the living room, where there was a party in progress. I spotted the actor Brent Spiner sitting on the couch and had the brilliant idea that I should try and take a selfie with him.

I left the house and made my way to what seemed like a convenience store, except it was full of space posters and NASA administrator Charlie Bolden was working behind the counter. I looked at a poster of an astronaut posing in front of the space shuttle and decided that I should get ready to go into space.

4.7.14 Monday

Last night bed 10:30pm - 8:20 am

DR:
(This one made perfect sence and I remembered all details while replaying it in my head. Lost it almost all by the time I got to my notebook 5 sec later)

I'm walking in a circle on the streets of my hometown. I'm walking through the intersection of 4 crossing streets. I see a monk in a robe with a rope for a belt. I ask him something and he gives me advise?


DR:
I'm in an airplane. I see the ground close by. I'm standing up, when I feel some gentle bumps and I realize we have just landed. I wonder why the flight attendant didn't tell me to sit and buckle, when I was just talking to her in first class about getting an upgrade.

She tells me we are in Argentina. Pope is visiting, but he is in the hospital, because of something happened. He got some mild illness, nothing serious.

Our group gets to the hotel and now we are in the lobby, waiting to be shown to the dining room for lunch. I see a camera on the table and I know one of my classmates left it there while he went potty. I'm also watching this guy, who is eyeballing this camera furiously. My classmate is rushing back and he can see what's going on. I tell him not to worry, I stayed behind to watch his camera, while others already left to the dining room.

I get to the dining room and find a spot saved for my at one table. The flight attendant walks in with a clipboard and is looking for me. She asks me what did I do outside. I tell her about the camera and she seems like she is glad that I just confirmed what she already knew.

She proceeds to praise me and thank me for taking a customer survey, for asking customers opinion. I'm like "uhm, that's not what I did". But she insists, makes a fuss about it and she gives me some kind of a reward.


DR:
I'm in a few diff environments here. Some kind of a farm or vegetable processing plant. I see people cutting some greens. One of them is my former classmate. He is telling how someone else used to work there.

Another place, can't remember what. But all places have a common theme - me looking for former classmates wanting to get together for a cup of coffee and talk and have fun.

I was going through buildings and caravans looking for spiders and bugs to clear out. The owner of the park who I didn't see kicked me out of the park and town, because we don't have the same beliefs and that I was a distraction to the group and would do damage

I'm just getting aroung the beach, playing volley, and sweating a lot under the sun.
The net is really high and I tell the referee that he confused us with men. But he makes me notice that there ARE some men in the court.
I look around and I finally see that a girl, even wearing a bikini, IS a man.
I feel ashamed, as having a man in my team, is cheating.
I decide to play in second line, to stay away from him, and I start to bump the balls.
I notice the players of the other team always throw the ball to the girl next to me. She is not good at all and I always push her away to bump the ball.
At once I understand she PRETENDS to be unable to play, just to make the other team winning!
I'm really angry and every time the ball go towards her, I push her on the ground and get the ball.
Finally she gets angry at me and comes towards me pushing ME to the ground.
She is too stronger for being a woman, and in fact she is a MAN! And he puts his foot on my chest. I take his foot with both my hands in order to breathe, but I'm unable to free myself.
At once a girl identical to the one with the foot on me, gets close to us, and says 'what now?'.
She looks at me badly, ready to kick my face, and I bite her leg. She screams and then gets closer to kick my face, and as I'm desperately trying to avoid her foot I woke up.

@ My (country) lucid hideout

01:30 Bedtime. Was (re)watching Firefly, cand ouldn't help "just one more episode...just one more...". Room temp: +21C

08:00

(definitely some from earlier wakings)

+ helping police catch crazy redneck drivers who are speeding

+ at work I finally figure out the strange little device in the kitchen is a refrigerator for personalized water cups and that the group assistant had prepared my personal water cup with my name on it loooong ago, I feel foolish that I'm only now figuring this out. The device holds the cups, about 4-5 in a row, on a slightly inclined shelf.

+ go into a meeting room with a bunch of coworkers where a guy is the keeper of the cupcakes, they're everywhere, some are tall and irregular looking like dripped sand castles, a guy says he's working on the last generation of product that we'll have to support for 3 years but will make the company a lot of money, I agree with him on this. Walking by my cube on the way to the meeting I think I see a large strange sign over my cube.

+ some indoor space there's an irregular hole in the foundation, I see another one further on, some guy asks me what kind of animals(s) make that whole (he knows), I don't know he tells me it's two animals (I forgot them) then I see a 1/2 meter diameter tortoise it's on my leg I kick at it I'm so sorry I didn't want to hurt it then it lunges at another guy's leg and he kicks it away, too.

+ I'm walking outside in bright daylight, walk by a van, I'm on some empty street , blue sky, green grass, bright daylight, I'm thinking this would be a good place to live with this much sunlight but it might not be good for my skin.

+ I see my face as if looking in a mirror (but I don't have the sense of looking in a mirror), I'm about half my age and clean-shaved, I say to my wife "oh I must have shaved without knowing it" (I had no memory of shaving), I'm amazed at how young and bright I look after shaving, I see myself very very clearly, I think I don't see any jowls like my wife says I would have if I shaved.

+ At MR's restaurant he's preparing me a margarita, I'm going to have chips with guacamole I realize later I never ate it, at the time Im not sure if I can pay for it

+ sitting at a table with other people I look at one woman and realize she's former colleague Pa Wo and her husband, I say to her "I didn't realize it was you!"

+ on a phone call with the orchestra conductor, he wants to go over the music with me, I'm singing my instrument's part. I see the notes, read the rhythms, and hear myself singing and making harmony. Later on I realize I'm not on the phone with the conductor any more but I don't recall hanging up, I think he's probably pretty angry about that. When singing I'm thinking about B-flats.

+ Before rehersal I see my instrument disassembled into many parts I'm gathering them up to get ready

+ Pull a huuuuuge book: tall, wide, think, from a bookshelf, the title is "Dogs of War: Dachshunds" written by the Nazi party. I'm looking through the book which my sons, it looks like a giant Yellow Pages directory with nothing but advertisements in it, I wonder where all the articles were and if Nazis read all of these ads.

Room temp morning: +17C