side notes

I got lucid this night again. The way I happened was really smooth and easy. And I guess it seems like it was a DEILD. I'll explain.

I had a pretty nice dream at first.it was about parkour and relationships with girls and a dog. I suddenly felt like I was about to wake up from the dream. I could feel me real body I my bed. I could feel the sheet of my bed, and the covers. I'd idnt panic, I tried to stay in the dream. Or maybe not stay in the dream, I kinda just went with what my mind wanted to do. It went like this.

I was standing outside with a little crowd pele from my dream. There was a dog, who later in that dream had been a girl, my brother, and some other arkose guys. The crowd of people got bigger, and suddenly there were a couple of hundred people. I felt someone grabbing my arm and pulling me away from the crowd. I heard a loud voice say from a microphone, that I was gonna go see Ellen From The Ellen show. I felt like waking up. Being half asleep and half awake (I immediately recognized this feeling), I tried to relax and STAY in the dream. While still feeling my real body in my bed I forced myself to think about the plot of the dream. I imagined me being dragged away to see Ellen, and I kept doing that, until my thoughts got clear. The scene of me trying to find Ellen, got suuuuuper clear, and i could no longer feel my real body. I got lucid instantly, and did a RC just to make sure. I was in a room with Ellen, I turned around and the next thing I knew, she was gone. Well, I went out of the room and went through an open window. There were loads of snow outside, and the dream characters were all dressed in Santa clothes. I didn't mind any of them. I flew onto a small rooftop to get a overview, all whilst think what to do. I tried to remember what goals I had set in real life for my next lucid.i couldn't remember. I saw a dream character fly around with a big red umbrella. I suddenly remembered that I wanted to grow wings and fly only using them. I ripped my jacket and shirt of, and tried to grow wings. I remember bending myself forward and looking to my self side, at my shadow on the ground. I could see big wings grow from my back.
Boom, my alarm clock went of and I woke up.. Nice! I remembered some of my goal. Next time is telekinesis and manipulating matter!

1. [Non-Lucid] [Vivid]
I'm at my old secondary school in the corridor looking in at the lift room through the safety glass, I see an old friend, Laura from College (she notices me and seems pleased to see me, I tried not to acknowledge her for some reason) the lift opens and she doesn't want to enter as she doesn't like being alone.

Now I'm in the lift with 3 others 1 of which is an old teacher of mine, The lift start to ascend and it won't stop it just keeps going, it stops at floor 7 (theirs only 3 floors...) then all of a sudden the lift plummets to the ground {I felt like, just for a second, that I was floating, it was so tranquil, so pleasant}, it hits the ground floor, I was the only survivor out of the 4 of us, the lift then ascends for a 2nd time.


2. [Non-Lucid] [Less-Vivid]
Walking down a corridor, there are doors at the end with a small group of people behind them, I open the door and enter, I then go through a door to my right, it leads to a 2 story tall room with a metal walkway leading around the room to the floor, I skip it by jumping over the railing, I go through a door into the next room, theirs like a dance floor in the middle, i meet a guy and he asks what I got so I showed him this card, It was to buy the game Twisted Metal I think, anyway this made me and him quite happy.

Now I'm freaking out as I noticed I have somehow forgotten my laptop, now I can't Skype my friend and will end up incredibly lonely lol, I then remember I bought my Phone so grabbed it.

I notice a guy sitting at a PC desk with a big black screen.

Side Notes:
Really vivid dreams

I haven't been writing any DJ entries for quiet s one time now, mainly because of lack of lucids, lack of wifi and because I have been lazy... However tonight, I had 2 lucids in a row. I m not gonna write it down, because I have to go to work soon. But both were DILDs. And the last one was a false awakening.
The first one was the longest and clearest lucid I have ever had! But me dream control, such as flying a spend such, SUCKED. I couldn't fly, but I could move freely, like in the real world.

The second lucid, I woke up in my bedroom with my gf next to me. I tried to change the scenery by swiping 4 fingers from right to left, like you do on an iPhone or iPad. It partially worked, however after some tries, I ended up in the bedroom anyways.

Good lucids!!!!!!

"Edit

In my first dream, I actually tried to RC before I got lucid. But my RC somehow failed.it might have been because I was rcing while I was on a REALLY big water slide. I was at a water park with my gf and some friends. After trying out the water slide, I went to my friends. When I got to them, one of them were hitting on this hot Brazilian woman. He failed big time and she was about to leave. I just got there in time. I told him he could do what ever he wanted with her, since this is a dream. Boom I became lucid, and did a RC just to make sure. i didn't want to waste my lucid on a girl, so I exited the water park through a couple of big yellow exit doors. I got outside and tried moving like I do in real life, while waiting to wake up. I didn't wake up, and I was able to move freely. I saw some guys training parkour. I went to them and tried flying also. I couldn't fly properly though... Bad dream control.
This was the longest lucid I have had, but I can't remember tall the details, because it's from around 4-5am, and it's 8am right now..

After this, I think I had a false awakening. I woke up in my bedroom, with my gf next to me. She started turning in the bed, while moaning a bit. I thought she acted weird, and the feeling I had in my body was a bit different too. I tried to RC and it worked. i got lucid. The first thing I wanted to mod, was to get out of bed. But this time I tried something different. I swiped 4 fingers from right to left, like on an iPad, to try to change the scenery. I partially worked, and the scenery did change, but after some tries I ended up in my bedroom with a iPhone in my hands... I kinda panicked and felt I was waking up. I woke up.

I get sloppy journalling here - but I do a day-journal at the moment - at least started out.
Edit 01.27.14: Well, well, well - I caught around 4 days since that - I can do better! I hope I will!!

Anyway - on Saturday I met a very nice and interesting woman (intellectually interesting - like common interests..) and a hopefully mutual feeling of understanding what the other wants to say.

Last night I dreamt of meeting her and taking up a discourse, we had started, once more and to mutual learning-effects.
I will not get into what it is we could teach each other - but I am pretty sure, it is a good idea to sit together and do this - with a glass of wine and so on - and I think, I am inspired by this dream to put something like it up in real life.

Side-note Lucid


Time snapshots
I'm driving in my car to go to my chiropractor. I realize it's still morning, and I don't have my appointment until early afternoon, but for some reason I don't turn around. I realize it's about ten thirty, and I know I have a conference call at eleven, so I just need to be sure not to miss it. I go through a light in the right lane which turns into a right-hand-only turn lane. I somehow end up letting the car coast to a stop. I'm really confused about what's going on. Two large trucks are to my left, also stopped. I remember there's an app on my phone that saves snapshots in time and lets me go back to them. I quickly pull it up and hit the Back button. With a sound like a timebug in World of Goo, I'm back at the last light, going through it. I know this is too late - I'm about to get stuck on the turn lane - so I hit the button again. Now I'm at the previous light, and I have time to switch lanes before I get stuck.

I'm really excited about this. If I can rewind time yet still remember everything that happened, the possibilities are endless! I can read all the books I want, then rewind time so that the reading took no time at all! I can spend a long time solving a difficult problem, then rewind time and remember the solution. I try to think if there's a way to bring something back with me, a completed piece of work, but I don't know how that could be done. Maybe there's a way to time-proof a USB stick? I start to think about sleep - surely being awake for a long time would take its toll? - but then I reason I can sleep whenever and then rewind time to before I slept.

I'm still driving. It's almost time for my appointment, so I can't turn around, but I'm still going to be pretty early. I'm on a two-lane road with lots of trees. Someone is trying to come out of a driveway on my left but waits for me to pass first. Now I'm walking into a strange structure. I'm in a short stairwell that's C shaped. The lighting is pretty dim. I start to walk up, then realize I'm still too early. I hear someone coming down and hurry out; I feel like I'd be embarrassed if I met them. Now I'm back outside walking down some steps. I pass a maintenance worker going the other way. I realize I'm wearing only my V-neck undershirt. He comments "nice neck." I'm a little embarrassed but I don't worry about it too much.

Now I realize that I can undo this whole trip if I have a snapshot from before I left. I go to pull up the time snapshot app, but I find that I have a bunch installed and it takes a moment to figure out which is the one I'd been using earlier. I'm disappointed to see that it only has three snapshots. The main listing only shows the time the snapshot was taken and not the date; I have to click the triple-dot icon to get a details page. One seems to be some kind of default snapshot - the date is 1-1-00 - and I'm not going to touch that. The next has a very strange label that I don't understand. In trying to get details about it I somehow put it into Sharing mode. I have no idea what it means to share a time snapshot, but I wish I hadn't done it.

Now I'm walking down a hallway in a building similar to the one I work in. Windows are floor to ceiling to my left, though there are occasional pillars and lots of moving boxes piled around. A wall is to my right, occasionally opening out into an office or other open area. I realize I'm now completely naked and don't have the phone any more. Oddly, I'm not embarrassed at all, more annoyed at myself. I have the feeling the phone is on my jeans on one of the piles of boxes further back in the hallway, but I'm not positive. I realize I have to get the phone: if I do, I can undo all of this. I turn around and start heading the other way. A couple of women come out of an office in front of me. I sidestep behind a pillar and use a hand to cover myself, nodding respectfully to them as they pass. Neither one takes any notice of me.

After the women pass without comment, I realize this is a dream. I do a nose-pinch RC to further convince myself, and I'm not surprised to feel air moving through my closed nostrils. I immediately try to remember my current goals. I know that number one on the list is to look at and count my fingers. I hold up my right hand and look at it. I have five fingers, but when I hold them stretched out, my middle and ring fingers are at a very obtuse angle - a little further and they'd be pointed directly away from each other. I keep looking and my hand kind of blurs; now it looks almost as if my left and right hands are superimposed on top of each other. I can see a thumb and pointer sticking out of each side, and there's a jumble of fingers in the middle. When I bend my pointer, I see it moving on both sides of my hand. I wiggle another finger and see both copies wiggling. I had been hoping I'd get an extra finger that I'd have conscious control over. Oh well, maybe another time.

I remember the next thing on the list was to try to become extra aware of my environment. To my left is what looks like a small section from a dollar store. Shelving units are filled with all kinds of junk. I decide to reapply the nose pinch (using my left hand) to help keep me focused, then start to look at the items on the shelves. The shelf nearest me has what look like baby bath toys. As I'm trying to slowly move my attention from one to another, I realize that I'm now holding my upper lip instead of my nose, so I readjust my fingers to once again hold my nose. I notice a couple of stacks of items on the shelf, and I realize they're shaking. I identify this as the dream not being as stable as it should be. I try to stare at them, willing them to stop shaking, but it doesn't work (in hindsight, focusing on them gave the vibrations more power; I should have just ignored them). I give up on it and keep walking along the corridor, coming out into a larger room. I get stuck with my eyes closed and I try to focus on breathing through my closed nose. After a few moments, the feeling of breathing through my nose changes subtly - more like my nose is stuffed - and I "realize" I've woken up so I can't breath through a pinched nose any more. I wake up for real moments later.


Fragment:
I'm trying to do something for a group of women. Nothing I do makes them happy, and I'm starting to feel really frustrated.

Side-note Lucid

A strange test
I'm flying in a large military plane - an old bomber? - to meet with some of my work team. I'm a passenger. First we fly to Aaron's house. He's on a cul-de-sac, near the end. We fly a circle around his house and try to figure out if we can land on the road. His house has a lot of antennas. The pilot is talking to Aaron's team lead on the phone, figuring out when we can meet. Aaron's currently really busy, but since we're here in a cool plane, he should be able to make time.

Now I'm in a car with someone driving back. They think I lost one of my shoes, so I'm a security risk; but I still have both my shoes on. Someone got confused. Now I'm back. The final test in some kind of competition is going on, and I've missed one of three hours. I think I still have time to do it all, but I'll need to hurry. I try to calm my nerves. Now I'm in what looks like a living room. Behind me a door leads back into the school. Somehow I accidentally stumbled across a kind of apartment while looking for the school's bathroom. I apologize to the occupants and leave.

Now I'm taking some kind of math test. Now I'm printing some kind of recommendation form sent by AW. Now I've finished everything and I'm looking over it. I read the recommendation letter and am horrified by all the typos. I decide I have time to pull it up and fix it. Something very strange happens with the text editor; it's not cooperating at all. I think I finally manage to get it working. Now I'm editing stuff by playing some kind of game. Things are going well, but then an internal timer reaches six hours and the game becomes much, much harder. Enemies who were previously easy now become strong enough easily to kill me. I'm having real trouble, and I don't have much time left to fix the document before the contest is over. I try to figure out if I can reset the timer to make things easier again.

Two contestants before me sing their final thing. They do a lovely duet in harmony with accompaniment. I congratulate them, and they say that others won't be able to do it since you need accompaniment to sing in harmony. I disagree, but I don't say anything. One of them - Mom? - wants to know if I'm interested in her final score. I say I am, but she doesn't hear me and walks off.



Walking at the park
I'm walking on a path entering a fairly crowded park. I see my pastor talking to a group. This park allows most activities, but if you're going to run, you have to do barefoot running. I don't know if he knows this or if he knows what that means, so I intend to pull him aside later and demonstrate. On my left is a building with an open door. One woman leads a dog out; shortly after, another leads a dog in. I realize the owner of the house must do dog-sitting. I overhear the new lady say something about keeping the dog for an extra half-day this time, and the owner of the business says how much it'll be. Now I'm still walking on the path, but I've got a dog walking with me. It's a Scottish Terrier, very like my step-aunt's old dog Brandy. We're in a park that allows pretty much any activity, except that if you run, you have to do barefoot running. I'm walking him along a path that runs next to a wide stream that leads into a lake. At one point, I realize I've lost him; looking ahead, I see him up ahead, just sniffing a HUGE black dog (I know he's 500 pounds). Both dogs are acting very friendly to each other. I catch up and apologize, and the lady walking the other dog says it's no trouble. Later, we're trying to cross a narrower part of the sidewalk. A lady is three with her slightly disabled adult daughter. They're letting people coming towards us get off the bridge, trying to empty it of people so the daughter will have an easier time getting across. I don't want to wait behind them so I just go around a different way.

Now I'm in a bathroom. I go to use the urinal on the far end (on the left) but realize it has no bottom. I quickly shift one over. Now I'm washing my hands. I'm in the same place as before, but the urinals are gone and sinks are in their place (I don't realize this at the time). I look over at the leftmost sink and get a little confused when I see it has a proper bottom. I notice some buttons along the side - three, with the middle button already pushed in. I press the bottom button and a kind of waterfall out the front of the sink starts, running right onto the floor. I notice a label by the button asking not to use that for too long or it'll flood the bathroom. I press the top button and get a blast of hot air - a hand dryer. An "awooga" alarm also starts up to remind the user to turn it off. I wonder why they didn't have that with the waterfall feature, since that seems much more dangerous. JG is there; we say something brief.

Now I'm leaving the bathroom. As I turn the corner, I realize I lost the dog again. I see some straps and I decide the easiest way to get him back is to hold one of the straps and really believe that it's a leash and he's on the other end (at this point I know I'm dreaming but there's no real awareness). Before I try it, I remember that I wanted to try lots of RCs next time I'm dreaming. Now I'm in an area with some giant windows to my right; the bathroom is to my left. I realize I'm getting that slightly "tipsy" feeling that indicates the dream isn't as stable as I'd like, but I remember that RCs help stabilize, so I start off with the traditional nose-pinch. The feeling of air passing through a pinched nose is one of the most amazing feelings! Next, I remember someone (Sivason?) talking about the importance of remembering the reality of the dreaming body without dwelling on any of its senses. I take a moment to think about that, to remember that this body isn't real, that I've got a real body back in my bed. I move onto the RCs I haven't done before. First, I try to push my left pointer through my right palm. I have a great sense of expectation; I know it'll work and I want to see what happens. There's some resistance, but I can see the back of my right hand bulge some, then my finger pops through. The hole my finger goes through isn't smooth; it's uneven, looking like it really did punch through.

Now I'm trying to remember other RC techs, but I'm having trouble. Finally, I remember the jump test. I jump, expecting to float down; instead, I find myself hanging in mid-air as if caught by the waist, head towards the floor, legs out behind me. I decide I should easily be able to transition to flying. so I stretch out horizontally and fly towards the window. Somehow I get it open. Beyond the window I see a fly screen, but I figure I can punch straight through it, so I fly at it, expecting to go through. Instead, it catches me and starts to stretch and stretch. Somehow I end up going down. I was many stories up, and now I'm going down towards the ground caught in the ever stretching net of the fly screen. Finally, a couple of stories up, the fly screen won't stretch any more and I'm just stuck hanging there. I try to think if I can get back up to the window to knock the flyscreen frame off. I get stuck with my eyes closed and start to panic a bit, but I calm down and start pinching my nose to keep myself grounded. After a few seconds I'm able to open my eyes again. The flyscreen is gone.

Now I'm on something floating, some kind of one-person soft raft. Hundreds of people around me are on similar things, and we're all floating along. I still know this is a dream, but all awareness is gone. I manage to do something impossible to jump up onto a wall running next to the water. Now I'm downstream. I jump from the wall onto people's rafts and use them to cross to the other side, onto some kind of small pier.


Fragment:
Vertical slits have been cut in the side of the microwave cabinet and knives are stuck through them like a strange knife block. The largest knife is just touching the side of the microwave.

Fragment: City Map

Somebody was showing me a map of a city built on a couple of islands. They were in fact showing me two different versions that were a couple decades apart and showing me how the city had grown over the years.

Late For Class,Forgotten PowerPoint,In my Underwear

You know, I've gotten so attuned to the "typical" dreams of being late for class, forgetting homework, and being in those sorts of embarrassing situations, that I was legitimately surprised that I didn't get lucid here.

I was running to get to my social studies class, and the bell rang. It was just down the hall, and the teacher was standing outside the class, he just sort of gave me a scolding look and went into the classroom. For some reason, my walk was real clumsy, and I sort of staggered down the hallway to the classroom.
When I got into the classroom, I noticed that I was hot. I had a jacket on over a hoodie and a t-shirt. I also had on two pairs of pants. I took off both the hoodie and the jacket. I then tried to take off one of the pairs of pants, but accidentally took off both and was in my underwear.
The teacher facepalmed appropriately and everyone in the class was laughing at me.
All of the lights were off and the projector was on (one of those digital projectors that can project a computer screen.) The teacher asked me if I had my PowerPoint ready.
"What PowerPoint?! I don't know what your talking about."
And he tells me that before break he assigned us a big project that we have to make a PowerPoint. He says I can turn it in tomorrow but if I don't I get no points in the gradebook.
The dream ended with me putting my head down onto my desk thinking about how the heck I am supposed to do this project in one night.

Lucid Dream #70: Good Practice

This was an overall good lucid dream. I liked that it felt more stable than some of my previous lucid dreams.

I feel like I just sort of get "plopped" into my school's gymnasium, and my mind was sort of blank. This was similar to the first time I was lucid dreaming, as I got to see the dream begin. So this might have been as I was entering REM sleep.
The gym was ultimately empty, and it actually seemed different than my schools gymnasium, but it sort of had the feel of my school. I stabilized the dream by rubbing my hands together and decided to try out some dream control.
And let me just say that this dream felt way more vivid and stable than my last few lucid dreams.
I had no real plans, so I just wanted to have fun. I jumped, and managed to go fifteen or twenty feet into the air. But I wanted to go higher, so I focused on the metal support beams in the roof of the gym. From there, I was able to start flying in a very slow controlled way and began soaring around the gym.
A bunch of other dream characters began filtering in, but none of them familiar. There was this one boy who was also able to jump relativily high, but not fly as I was. But he kept on jumping up in-front of me, and I would hit him. It almost seemed like he was doing this on purpose. Each time I hit him, I would sort of have to hold him and lower him back to the ground slowly. I apologized and let him continue. But this was getting annoying. We eventually decided to each stick to our own sides of the gym for our activities.
I eventually stopped flying and grabbed onto one of the metal support beams. There was enough room for me to stand on a horizontal beam and hold onto a vertical beam with one of my hands. Viewing the gymnasium from the roof was a rather odd experience.
There was this floating platform that came into the gym with this girl who was trying to look all attractive for me. But for whatever reason I thought to myself that I didn't want to try sexy things with dream characters right now.
I opened a telepathic communication with her and told her that perhaps in a future lucid dream she could visit me again. But for now, no.
After that, I took off flying again, did one more circle around the gymnasium. As I started to lose the dream, I was taken into a third person view of myself flying. The view was from behind and above me, and I was flying forward, kindof like superman. But I had a long black cape and hood on, and had no way of getting a look at my dreaming self.

Side note: I've been trying to figure out what my "dream self" looks like for some artwork I've been planning on doing. Black cloak and hood is a start.

It started off totally weird:
I'm at my former dermatologist (haven't been there in years) and I tell the aesthetican that we need to do something about my wrinkle on my forehead. For some (at this point unknown) reason I'm totally obsessed with plastic surgery and to look great. The doctor cuts me in my forehead and tells me this is the best way to make the wrinkle go. I'm totally ok with it. Suddenly I'm with my mother and she tells me we can't be late as we are flying to Florida now. It turns out we need to fly to Florida as we are looking for a wedding dress for me there - I'm getting married to D. Of course I am very excited and happy. Obviously D and me are friends again, and even better we are in love and getting married now. We arrive at an airport and my mother's bag is missing. I walk up to the TSA lady (as she's the only one in the arrival hall) and tell her about it. While she looks at our passports and tickets to figure out what happened I hear a terrible voice, almost like one of these public announcements. Don't worry about the bag or anything, nothing of all of this will happen anyway. I woke up crying.

In the second dream I was watching Nicky and David (which seemed to be one person?) in a youtube video?? It was very short and weird.

Woke up at around 7:30. Went back to bed around 8:30. Did a 20 minute meditation, felt good. My thoughts are with D and if there is anyway to save and fix the friendship. More and more I feel like I should give it a shot and ask for help in the beyond dreaming section here.

Probably one of the hardest New Year's Eves ever for me. R didn't call or at least text. There are no words to describe how much it hurts losing him. Not even talking anymore.
Felt pretty sick the whole day and night.
Back to bed around 10 am.
Dream: I'm walking along a road with my mother and other people we seem to know. It looks like we are walking home from the city. My mother and me seem to be fighting over R. Mother recommends to give him time to cool down whereas I am scared he will never talk to me again. These other people suddenly involve themselves in our conversation as well and recommend to contact this or that person for help. I'm angry. Why do these people talk to me about R? I don't want them to. I want things to work out. Suddenly we are in the car. Only mom and me. It seems like we are in the city close to where E (mom's friend) lives. We are driving. Someone on the radio is talking about a horrible car crash in that city. Mom turns over and tells me I was the victim in this crash??

That night mom dreamt she saw R again and tried to talk to him again but he didn't stop and run away when he saw her.

Reading another person dream journal about a bush of gloves made me remember a fragment of a dream several weeks old. There is this mad bush. Instead of leaves it has thick leather gloves. Its braches are like wooden poles. They are going round and round like a conveyer belt gone crazy! It terrifies me. Is it common to dream of bushes with gloves as leaves? What might it represent?

The whole evening I am thinking of R.

That night I dreamt that I was at R.'s place and we made up. The feeling were so real and intense. Especially this feeling of release when he hugged me and told me he was sorry for ignoring and hurting me. It felt so good. All I remember is that we were standing between his bed and couch, hugging each other.

I wish dreams would come true.

Strangly that night Mum dreamt as well that she was at his place. But we were sitting at a table in her dream and she was talking to him, telling him, everything is ok and nobody is mad at him and that he should contact me.

First dream:

Initially - I watched a match of some sort of water-ball with clubs match in a swimming pool - later though - there was supposedly an accident caused by too many people wanting to watch this very match.
Several cars into each other and some 5 people injured.
Ambulances and everything - but in the end - the people were put in regular hospital beds, and rolled over the street to a hospital - where they had to wait in line - and I was watching over them.
One old woman laughed and took out a cigarette and said, how lucky for her and how happy she was to be able to smoke her cigarette like that.
Bit later a physician came - criticized me for not noticing, that they were not hurt (any more..).
But offered me a job, which I declined after the advice from a young female physician coming out to smoke a ciggy too.

(side note: I stopped smoking - I use a vaporizer to apply my nicotine these days - quitting is not easy, don't I know it - but this switch is very easy and no lung cancer etc.. look it up, fellow nicotiners!! Do your health something really good - and the purse, too!)


Second dream:

I was on a holiday - but not so happy with the destination - I remember to later have remembered in the dream a real holiday with a friend of mine from university-times in America - and somehow our driving around so much - from Chicago to Canada per car for example, and camping - was very appealing to me back then in the dream.
I was with a group of people - and first it was sort of a hiking action, very strenuous - and I had to make them wait, so I could go back and fetch warmer clothes - and some searching through things for ages to find something - I seem to really love to dream of searching things..
Maybe that even tipped me off in some way - searching for my group - I suddenly had a lucid moment - RCed - but then found it stupidly, stupidly more important to find them - which I did but lost lucidity on the way..
Later we arrived at night at a cheap-looking tourist market, where tons of knick-knacks were loudly praised and almost pressed on us - to then arrive at a hut with only mattresses on the floor and no electricity. I think, we went to sleep - no FA on offer unfortunately, though - none that I caught at least.


Intro WBTB and hints at third dream:

Since I had this short lucid moment before - I later did a WBTB-try - wanting a WILD.
Partly I could hit myself - partly I really enjoyed it - I got into sexual fantasizing, while still awake - and fell asleep obviously going on with the topic and having a truly amazing dream from it - but I fuu-- ing missed the transition. Or lets say I didn´t care about the transition.
Maybe the closest I came to a WILD...
But definitively the most interesting satisfying and varied dream of this sort I can remember in general.
I suppose the WBTB and stuff brought me this effect - I won´t go into details - but it was a long one - and I sort of had half-lucid clear intentions - to sample as many different partners (all male this time) and "try them out" as were available (lost count..) - and myself. Not ashamed here - but I definitively leave it at what I wrote already.


Fourth dream:

A packet arrived with the post, with a present from a friend of mine in America.
At first - it looked like darts-parts - and lots of them.
I tried to make sense of it - but couldn't.

Then somebody explained to me, what one can do with it.
The main parts were only sticks in etwa the shape and size of knitting needles, metal - and there were tons of small parts - little junctions and rings and stuff from plastic.
It was a super-light-weight construction set for heavy duty climbing use.
With some guys - we constructed it together and they led it up spiralling around a huge, huge tree (small skyscraper-huge).
And the proof how amazing it was, came by a demonstration with leading up animals - there were sheep and dogs and a cow and two zebras and others - they were walking up the construction - some to the very top of the tree.
Sometimes I would like to make optical dream-snapshots - this would be the chief vista of last night for this purpose..
The end conclusion was - this is a perfect tool for breaking into something and causing mischief - or if you had lost your key and wanted to climb into your four-story flat.
And all fit into a handbag when disconnected.

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00:00 Monday 2013-12-30 comp #16 night #18

01:49 bedtime (urgh! bad!)

07:43

1) performance of computer chips. I meet a marketing guy from one company on the street and he rolls out some marketing posters, showing certain companies holding certain spots in the ratings list. I check with the other company that game/performance was not their intended platform.

In a boat with computer scientists, climb up stairs to open upper level for a meeting to discuss the chip performance, there are some big wakes we ride over making the boat rock a lot front to back, I see the water and the waves approaching the boat.

The ships arrives at a place with a whirlpool and a waterfall, they both need to be avoided. I'm in the water. There's a boy in the water, directing our attention to these two dangers to avoid them. (Something weird about berries and chewing these berries and getting them off of your neck). If you avoid the dangers there is a police chase, and the police will always get you. I see an overhead cartoon depiction of a police car chase.

2) my mother is performing a financial audit/full business report of a company. She's comparing the number of employees and expenses versus the goals of the company. She's preparing detailed typewritten reports on large brownish sheest of paper. Her conclusion is that everything is going perfectly well in the company. She's describing the troubles she had producing the large charts in the typewriter, like she at first thought of having to type each letter individually and then having to re-adjust the paper to type the next letter. I see words written in a foreign language as well as English on the report.

3) a company lunch. I see the kitchen where they're cooking. All the food was white. I did not want to eat it. Cheese/chicken sandwiches on white bread, I saw the finished toasted sandwiches piled up waiting to be taken. I wanted to go to a different cateferia for lunch. There was a warning sign posted over a stairwell about how some employees had been talking about a 3rd party company (that specialized in charcoal) and these employees had been overheard discussing confidential information, and the charcoal company was angry. The Japanese CEO of the charcoal company appeared saying something about the history/honor or the company.

F1) last day at work, shook hands with colleages including BI. They were going out for lunch but I had other plans.

4) I was being detained by a big black bald police officer, I'm sitting on a coach in a room full of columns. He won't let me get a drink of water because it's against protocol. There's an annoying little black guy sitting on the couch poking me, I push him. I complain about him and move to the other end of the couch. He puts something in my mouth like a little wafer of ice cream.

Scene in a restaurant where a rich woman is trying to figure out if her (dog can have ice cream?). She's eating lots of cheesecake. I'm sitting on the couch eating ice cream and I put the spoon down on a towel on top of the couch, she comes over, I think she'll be upset about me putting the ice cream on the couch, I pick it up and she says something.

Hello DV. The Dreaming Dead will be a new series of dreams I'm having. In the past two weeks I've had three zombie dreams. I do not recall them all very well so Chapters 1-3 will be one DJ entry. So I figure I'll keep this as a rolling series of dreams if they continue.

Chapter I: The Beginning

I dream that the zombie apocalypse has begun. Everywhere we go there are walkers all around our group. The only two people I recall being there are my friends Matt and Zaine. Together we fight our way through the city and eventually reach our friend Connor's house. He is not there, and the zombies are coming in the house. We may get overran soon. I now draw the large sword I have been using and continue to fight. I slice several zombies' heads off until one grabs a hold of me. I try hard to cut him but I can't seem to do so. He scratches my face and I finally break free and decapitate the walker. I feel my right cheek, where there is now I very small scratch. It can't be. No, not like this. I turn to my friend Zaine and show him. I look at my right index finger, which is covered with blood.
"That sucks," Zaine says.
I decide I must continue fighting. I cut off many more zombies' heads in a rage of vengeance for myself. If I'm going down then so are these assholes. I now see my dog come up the stairs and see he has been zombified. I begin to cry but realize what must be done, and I put him out of his misery. Forgive me my old friend. That is all I remember.

Chapter II: Supply Run

This dream takes place several days later (real life time). This one I recall less of than the first. I assume my scratch wound has either healed or not yet affected myself. Perhaps scratches don't make you turn like in most zombie situations. If this is true, than thank God for that. I dream my group is making a run into town at night for supplies. What could go wrong right? I don't recall most of the events, other than things did go wrong and we became overrun by walkers. Eventually I get away and run into the parking lot where my Dad's GMC Envoy is parked. I get in and quickly drive away. As I drive home I drive on a road that is on the water with no guard rails, and hardly any shoulder. This makes me quite nervous. I see the speed limit is 55, and even though there is no government I oblige the sign either way. This makes me more nervous seeing as the water is so dangerously close. I finally make it back to our hideout, where things go wrong very quickly. I notice the walkers are overrunning our house. I get out to rush to the house where the rest of the group is running to get inside. I run up the stairs to the house past my friend Frankie, who trips going up the stairs. She is then grabbed by the walkers and taken away. A terrible and disturbing sight, but we must go on. We get into the house and remain safe until I awake.

Chapter III: A Break in the Storm

The third dream happened a couple nights ago, and this one I remember the least of, and it was the most uneventful one sadly. Our group now resides in my friend Branson's home. We are seeing a break in the zombie attacks recently. Outside I notice a few walkers, but no sign of immediate danger. So inside, my friend Corey makes us a wonderful meal and we feast like kings. That's all I remember. Short and disappointing, right?

Stay tuned for Chapter IV, if I have another zombie dream.

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00:00 Sunday 2013-12-29 comp #16 night #17 LD #16

02:00 ? bedtime. Kids were in our room doing a skype chat with an old friend really late

07:26

1) animated cartoon race looks like sidescroller video game small cartoon characters one walking one on a bike/trike, they're moving from right to left, I watch for a few seconds and am amused. I think it's funny that the girl passes the boy and wins. Sitting at a table, the cartoon race boy is JoSa, the girl is his sister, I'm sitting at a table with a bunch of other children and JoSA, I ask him "How is your sister, anyway?" He had trouble speaking/answering, he was embarrased, he spoke French? A little. His sister I understood didn't like something about the world.

Looking closely at JoSa, I focus up close on his left eye. It is very large with strange streaks of orange. The eye is looking around, it sort of has a chameleon look to it. There is a huge strange red area between his eye and his nose, even larger than the large eye area, filled with red capillaries running back and forth from top to bottom (like refridgerator coils).
Children eating around the table, the subject of money comes up. I say "math is really tricky, how did you do on the exams?" One kid has apparently earned drug money, he has a fistful of bills, his mother comes up and takes it, he can't have the money "because Jesus did not touch the money."

The kid are trying to forge some forms. They're filling out the forms with their childlike block capital letters, I see the letters, they're obviously written by children, I think this forgery will never work.

2) bad grandmother, was pounding the poor grandchild all around, roughly placing the child on the ground. The GM put the child inside even though there was nice weather outside, something about "warming up" but I know that it ridiculous because it's very warm outside. The grandfather always watched to make sure the GM didn't hurt the child. The GM told the GF "oh you can never do anything," and the GF answered because he has to stay and watch her.

3) UL (lake) Indian battles. We're standing in a high overview looking down on a bunch of Indians, we shoot a volley of arrows at them, this causes them to start chasing us, they're mad that we shot the arrows at them. This was at the main boy scout campsite. You can't outrun the Indians, they're going to catch us and probably skin us, it's going to be bad. It turns out the main campsite was some sort of sacred ground and the Indians would not enter this area, that's why the scouts chose this place for the camp. I'm trying to climb up some rocks in the camp.

4) tractor battle. I'm driving a large vehicle with high clearance like a truck. I'm trying to get back to the main road which is right ahead, but I'm currently on a sandy/soft-earth area and I'm trying to find a path to the paved road but I can't. I'm moving forwards and reverse several times. I then realize the enemy has constructed a moat all around the truck and there is no path to the road. I hit the edge of the moat and the truck almost flips over forwards, it goes up to about 70-80 degrees before falling back down. I see some metal girders buried under the sand in the moat. Then the enemy rushes the truck, and I jump out to fight. Some come over to my side and are trying to construct a bridge over the moat made out of garden lounges, they make a high bridge, I doubt they will hold the weight of the truck.

F1) I'm returning somewhere with a group, I stop to eat in a cafeteria, there's a guy at a table behind me eating his own lunch.

F2) on a country road, looking down the lane, then there's a tomato vine that grows several feet per second. I support it with my hands as I watch it grow farther down the road, I see the little tomatoes forming, someone is quizzing me about the length to which it will grow.

07:37 BTB

long time hovering on the edge of sleep, at least 2 hours. Lots of dreamlets, some perhaps dreams forming. Tried a WILD on back at one point. Gave up after a while. Some external disturbance, but never waking up much. Did not get up out of bed despite long to-sleep time because I felt that manging this balancing on the edge of sleep was important for lucid dreaming: for LDing, one is on the sleep side of this edge, while I was on the awake side last night, hoping to transition over.

10:29 LD #16

F3) watching a small orchestra playing without a conductor. I look to the side and see my brother-in-law lying on the ground under a table, sleeping. I think that makes sense, he's tired. I see someone else also lying partly under the table (my father) but his feet are protruding out past the end of the table.

5) standing in line at an attraction/ride. I'm near the front of the line, my younger son is playing on the ground in front of me. I shoot a rubber band at the ground in front of him. We start shooting rubber bands at each other for a while, one hits me hard in the chest area and I say "Hey don't give me a heart attack!" The attraction is in a building out on the water, and we're waiting for the shuttle boat. I move forwards in the line and rest my right arm on a counter. There are peoole behind me in the line. My wife is concerned we won't make it back in time because we have to go somewhere. I figure we indeed probably will not make it, since once out on the water we will be unable to return without the boat, currently the time is 07:45 (?) and the attraction is probably at least a couple of hours.

Walking on a road past a building, I go in, it's a huge chinese banquet/buffet meal. The staff are finishing setting the places and starting to bring out the food. There are many tables set with many plates. I'm walking around looking at the tables. The guests have not started arriving yet in big numbers. A few are sitting down to eat. I think I better grab a plate soon before everybody else arrives, there are a few dishes on the tables already. I can't find a plate, I see some serving platters, that's not a dish I can use. I see a place setting with a plate and I take the plate and put some food on it from some of the dishes served already. My plate is floppy like a paper plate it's hard to keep it from collapsing. I maneuver around a server bringing a big plate of food. I sit down to eat, I start to eat, I look down at my plate I see it with food up close, I realize this is a dream and I slowly wake up...

...but not very much, I think briefly about the dream but I'm not very awake, and I fall asleep again...

6) ... and wake up in a luxurious fluffy huge hotel room entirely in white (with no memory of prior dream at this point). There is lots of furniture around: couches, beds, everything is white. I'm alone, looking for family, don't know where they are, I was sleeping on a fluffy white comfortable couch with white comforters. I go through a door it is into an adjoining room which is darker, I'm confused, I say "Huh, What!?" I look around the room, there's nothing in it. I return to the original room and go out through another door. It looks like the main room door of a hotel room, lots of throw bolts / slide locks. I enter into the banquet room (of previous dream), there is a maid cleaning with a large vaccuum cleaner, and some people farther along to the left are sitting down to a buffet breakfast, I look down and see I'm wearing my tattered "comfy shorts", I'm embarrased about them and go back into the room to change into my sweatpants.

I see in a sumptuous luxurious sleeping area with wafting white gauze curtains my sons lying in bed. Older son is to the right and covered and asleep, younger son is to the left and uncovered and awake, my wife has prepared a breakfast tray for him the tray is with him in bed. His face is underneath a large couch rectangular cushion (held above his face by the
couch, not resting on it) whicih is screening the light from his face, he's asking my wife for a blueberry muffin.

This is my first recognized dream exit, dream re-enter sequence.

10:39 BTB

drowsing on and off for several hours.

14:00

F4) thanks (sarcastic) for hiding the refugees in cells with the masses, for telling them it's safer to mingle with the groups, the corrupt immigration officials are managing them, they've been slaughtered. All you have to do to get back to the other group is declare yourself to be a "dikta". A guy then looks at a girl and says "I'm a dikta"and she says "OK" and pushes him over to the other side.

F5) going to church climbing over fence in a stone ampitheatre. Walking up the rows there is a photographer. He says he likes to take pictures of women when they're sitting down because you get lots of detail, there are a number of young women sitting down bottomless, their privates are visible.

There's a guy hiding in a hidden area with a small window, up above the sitting area, he's chatting up a woman in the audience area, he's trying to pick her up, she has a clever reply, he comes out he's a nondescript guy in his 30's with bumpy face and a thin mustache.

Probably spent at least 4 hours not sleeping between to-bed and final waking time, so it's probably just 8 hours of sleep altogether.