side notes

I had been thinking about the Sims since people had been talking about it on chat, and I dreamt about it haha!

I was creating a house in the Sims 3. I wasn't on the computer but I was actually looking down from the sky like I was in the game. I was designing a good looking house and kept getting annoyed when paper boys kept throwing papers at my house! Eventually, the news papers stacked up until they filled up my whole lot!
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Failed WILD

I got up around 4 AM to do KingYoshi's WILD technique, but my allergies were terrible! I tried to lay still for about 30 minutes but everything was itching and so uncomfortable I gave up and took an allergy pill. I'm going to try again tonight, hopefully with no allergies!

Total estimation: 20-30 minutes

Non-lucid part:
I was with my family near some green-/insect-house of sorts. Plantation had grown everywhere. We looked at a wall to see this enormous green parasite worm looking thing. We stood and talked about how amazing it was when it started moving out of the wall, digging into the ground and attacking us. It's tail was in the soil, it's head was in the soil, and then it body-slammed and killed my brother.

Lucid part:
I fled into the insecthouse and that's when I realised - I must be dreaming. I did a reality check and felt I was waking up. Instead I focused my vision hard and saw that I was in a large storage-ish room with a thin metal rail as a fence in front of me and a pillar going down in the middle of the room. I saw a black figure walk past me and disappear as he went out of my field of view to the left. This scared me as it reminded me of that LSD game, and I didn't want this to be a nightmare.
I jumped over the fence and sprinted towards the other end of the room. I jumped headfirst into the wall and now found myself in a room like the first, but the distance to the other end was only 2 meters. I jumped into the next wall and found myself in the same room. Repeat the same room around 4 times more, until I had decided where I wanted to be. I was now in the eye of Saturn. I had remembered the last month's challenge here from DreamViews (didn't remember this month's challenge though).
I found myself in a military base on Saturn. It didn't consist of much but a couple of fences and tents. I saw no people at all. There was no wind either. I figured we were in the eye of the storm. You couldn't hear anything but a constant roar of distant wind. The heaven was black and you could see the stars. The sun was shining brighter but you could look directly at it. The air was very easy to breathe in, nothing different from a normal place on earth.
I wanted to go visit the moon, so I thought of the moon and ran heads-first into a wall. I went straight through it just like the first time, but I was not on the moon. I was at the shore of a big city which reminded me of my hometown Ebeltoft, except it was much larger and futuristic. It was night and the only light you could see came from the moon (close enough)! I looked at the ocean. The water was acting extremely weird, as if it was being sucked out by some beam from the moon. I looked at the moon and tried to do the pull like Bruce the Almighty, as if I had a rope. The invisible rope was tough to pull in, but it didn't affect the moon. I then tried to simply 'teleport' it closer with my mind. It worked! The small moon dissolved and appeared as 4 times that big. I looked back at the ocean. It now consisted of rock-hard shattered crystals.
I walked onto the crystals. The whole ocean was crystals, even beneath the surface, so they didn't move at all. With my mind, I tried removing the crystals, but I regretted that as they turned back into ocean and I fell in the ice-cold water. I levitated (yes! levitated) myself out of the water and turned the ocean back into crystals.
I felt myself waking up, and simply let go as it was probably late anyways. I woke up and the clock was 1 PM.

There were a tonnes of more stuff happening but I simply don't remember it because so many different things were going on.
For example I remember looking at a large clock to see what the clock was. It said 11:48. I don't remember in which association or what part of the dream I looked at it though, all I remember is looking at the clock.
I also remember I wanted to see what happened if I tried to convince a dream character that he doesn't exist. I couldn't find anyone so I spawned one, just to tell him he doesn't exist (lol). He started cursing and swearing at me like mad. "F**K YOU YOU LITTLE F**KING A**HOLE WHAT THE F**K IS THE MATTER WITH YOU SERIOUSLY YOU -insert more swear words here-". He went on like that until I walked away.

During the whole lucid part, I met no people at all except for the black figure and the spawned dream character.

There's 1 big dream i posted to DV in a false awakening. I forgot it when i woke up for real. Really pissed me off.

fragment from another dream ; We, not sure who we is. where playing with quite big Electric sort of Energy Balls. there where 2 just bouncing about. I don't remember how they where made.

The balls in question where blue ! nah for real they where blueish, with electric things going in and around them.

11-07-11 I was lying in bed trying to remeber any dream. Couldn't recall anything, could the severe headaches and illness be the cause of this?

The dream I had last night was sort of like a repeat dream, I'd had the dream before. It's not like its a reoccuring nightmare, because the dream doesn't scare me, it was just one of my more vivid dreams so I'm assuming thats why I had it again.

At the beginning of my dream I'm on the bus I ride to school with a few people I know from school, two significant in the dream are R.C. (Cay is her username on here, she has some interesting dreams that I seem to appear in a lot, as she does with mine) and N.A. a guy I've known since kingergarden. The man driving the bus isn't my normal bus driver, Ed, he's some too-skinny, haggard looking guy, who could really use a shave. Somewhat resembling Charles Manson. N.A. is making small chat while I'm trying to figure out why R.C. won't move or say anything.

We arrive at a remote location in the woods and are given our bag of clothes from the bus and told to find our houses. At this point I'm noticing that I've seen this place before and I've seen that creepy guy before.

I start to get really excited and start shouting, "I'm dreaming!" Naturally my DC's are staring at me, when I notice that Aaron Withrow is standing among the people. He smiles at me, waves and then walks off towards where his "house" is located. Me and R.C. also start off towards our own house. We are the only two who share a house and we live far away from anyone else. While living in these woods me and R.C. never leave our home. R.C. is actually some sort of depressed, disturbed teenager that rarely leaves her room and paints some pretty strange pictures. My personal favorite being the girl hanging from the tree in what looks like Lake Hylia from Ocarina of Time.

Anyway, so R.C. is a shut in who I barely see but live with and N.A. comes to my house almost every day and proceeds to put moves on me while I show no interest the entire time. This time around though, I don't stay in the house, I venture off to find where Aaron lives and maybe have a deep conversation with him, like I seen in Waking Life. When I see what I sense is Aaron's home, I notice the Manson look-a-like is outside chatting it up with him and start panicking, something I'm notorious for. Aaron glances towards the general direction where I'm huddled underneath a briar bush, although none of the briars seem to cut me. He smirks and finishes up his conversation with the creeper. Creeper man leaves and Aaron comes to help me out of this most uncomfortable position and place.

I thank him and ask him if I can ask him a few questions. He tells me to come inside, which is when I notice that his house is the exact same as from my zombie/monster dream, and still as messy on the inside. "You should really clean up," I comment. "You should start asking your questions," he retorts. Even my DC's are smartasses like myself. All he really tells me is that yes, I am dreaming, yes, we are in some type of cult, and yes, R.C. plays a significant role in this cult. I start to ask what kind of role when N.A. rushes into Aaron's house. Aaron doesn't look away from me and I'm freaking out trying to figure out what N.A. is yelling at me asking where R.C. and why I'm not with her. "She's a big girl, dude, she can take of herself," I'm starting to get kind of annoyed. "No, your supposed to protect her, that's why you were living her. Go home! Before they come for her!" I'm not to fond of the idea of someone coming and kidnapping my best friend so I run home with N.A. right behind me and when I get there my friend E.N. is forcing himself into R.C.'s room and she lunges and bites him much like she did in my dream before. I'm sighing with relief at first when I remember that E.N. is apparently part of this cult and they want something to do with R.C. which I will not allow. I tell E.N. to let go of her and to get the fuck out of our house. He drops her and leaves like I expect him to and then I go to comfort her, totally forgetting she's a psychopath in this dream. She shoves me down, which is very unlikely to happen IRL (if you knew her, you'd understand she's not the strongest) and then locks herself in her room.

N.A. finds me sitting bewildered on the floor and helps me up while telling me that I can't ever leave R.C. by herself because they'll do anything to capture her. What they want with her is unknown to me but if being a shut in is what I have to do to protect I'll do it. I try to call Aaron like R.C. has done in some of her dreams with her DC, Ken. It doesn't work and I become increasingly annoyed. Like in my dream before food is always appearing in our house, R.C. dislikes N.A., I keep her supplied with paint and canvas to make her pictures, and she only roams the house at night when I'm asleep and she hangs up the pictures she paints around the house, that's also the time when she eats whatever leftovers. I have left out for her. Her favorite is grilled cheese.

Also, there are these cult meetings just about every night and from my house, the only thing I can note about these meetings is that there's a large fire and a lot of movement from the shadows I seen. One night I notice their having one of these meetings and since everyone is there except me and R.C. I figured it was a good time to see if Aaron was home. The distance between these houses is pretty significant so I visualize myself on his porch and then, I'm there. Which comes in handy.

Aaron is home and just sitting on his couch staring at the wall (no technology in these homes except for basic electricity). I try talking to him but he's in some sort of trance and after about an hour N.A. rushes into Aaron's home again asking where R.C. is and telling me I need to find her right now. I start panicking cause he seems pretty concerned for her well-being and try to visualize myself home. Now is when I figure out that I can't do any of the handy teleporting when I'm panicking. I run home and find that someone has already found R.C. and taken her somewhere.

Now I'm panicking even more. I try to relax and "reach out" for her and am able to sense she's somewhere near the fire. I take off towards there and when I come to the clearing where its held I find Manson creeper getting ready to slice into R.C.'s throat. I kick him in a man's most vulnerable part of the body and untie R.C. from the stake she's attatched to. She's about as weak as I know her to be IRL after you squeeze the back of her neck to hard. N.A. comes up to help me with her since now she's gone limp and appears to have passed out. He drapes her over his back to where she's riding him piggyback and I'm just now noticing that everyone else at this "meeting" is dressed like the boys from Lord of the Flies and their all staring at me and getting ready to pounce.

I scream when one of them grabs me from behind and E.N. is coming at me with same knife they were going to use on R.C. When he stabs me, I feel nothing but I know I'm in trouble. I've never died in a dream so I'm freaking out once again. He goes on stabbing me but it just feels like he's pushing his hand on different parts of my body. N.A. starts screaming, "Wake up, wake up, your dying!" Which is the lyrics to one of my brothers bands songs. So I respond with, "Oh my god, you know I'm trying!" And am now in my bed, heart pounding and sweating.

6:30 AM
Poor Recall

Quick notes on these recurring locations.
There are basically two overall settings in this dream. Both are massively large and "arcing" settings outside either end of my childhood hometown which is a small country town in the Sierra Nevada foothills near Yosemite National Park. The two settings are connected in some way(not just physical transition). The two can mostly be distinguished by the types of "out of place" locations that get mixed in, DC that I see, and % of time I spend looking down compared to being near to the ground.
The lower end is further away and mostly West South-West. The upper is closer and located between South-East and North-East. I almost never wonder outside of these areas while in these settings.

OK Dream Bit One
Outside east end of town a new plaza is constructed, could be open but I don't see any many cars and there is a line of confusing road signs all cluttered and blocking. I think I was headed to the plaza for some reason but I'm not sure why. (note: this may be representative of my waiting to hear back after a job interview.)

Dream Bit Two
Some points during dream I get areal views that transition me from specific to specific location(but I'm not flying). Outside the west end of town a long dirt road comes down a mountain side curving slowly and steep around through the sparse trees... I transition and wind up at a Large familiar river that is not near my hometown yet somehow resembles a ditch that is. (This mixture of ditch and river is pretty common but always takes a slightly different form.) Today the river was pretty full from a couple tributaries that added to it and was pouring down from a small water fall that I was looking over towards. Good feeling here today.

the room I was in was drark and an EXTREMELY smaller verion of my living room with a sofa, a chair and a table and walls surrounding them.

I was in a room with my mother, who told me that my dad was very drunk (which IRL, he would be a LOT, and he would get mad and break furniture sometimes) and that i should try and talk him out of it.

Then my dad was in the room, and the conversation switched to my bike riding skills and my dad was repeating to me to not to enter anyones house and not to talk to strangers blah blah xD

The dream faded awayyyyyyyyy.......

09-07-11 No dreams this night. A combination of lots of alcohol, not a lot of water, and staying up helping out a friend through suffering is probably the cause of this appaling recall.

07-07-11 I am at a bridge somewhere, it is raining heavilly and I am with a couple of people. One of them is a black man who apparently likes to play football. At the bridge he is greeted by the coach of one of the teams, it comes to my attention that one of his personality traits is ”luck” (like the sims) and for that he is prone to fortuitious events occuring to him. In the rain and darkness he slowly turns his head to one side. I am expecting to find a tatoo that will indicate that he has been in the same army unit as the coach greeting us. I don't find it, but due to his personality trait the coach påerceives it and asks him to join the game, not as in watching it but actually playing it. We somehow communicate with one of our white mates (Not that skincolour is important to the plot of the dream, though I am trying to identify if I have any colturally inherited biases from my parrents, who would be described as borderline racists, hence I try and pay attention to these clues when I can) who is a mixture of happy and pissed off that this particular guy always get these opportunities.
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I am in Hornslet, in the street where the baker and old bar is. I am with my parrents and agin it is raining. We are packing up tents. I have a silent battle with my dad about who is better at this particular task, though I sense no hostility.

Notes: Though I don't remember how I turn lucid in the latter dream it is possible that it is a further development from one of the above. They all share the dark rainy atmosphere, though I don't remember which occured first. I do however remember a period of wakefulness in the morning, where I think about how long I have to sleep before I have to wake up to go traveling. It is possible that I have done a DEILD without really trying it, though I did repeat my MILD mantra in the morning wqhile awake. I also did this prior to falling asleep, though not with much ferocity.

08-07-11 I am lying in the bed, much as I am in waking life. I am moving slightly closer to ida until she starts laughing at me. The reason she starts laughing is because I apparently am making hand movements playing with my erect penis. It take me a while to wake up from this seing as I have dreamt about her and I tell her this and the fact that I haven't actually know I have been doing it. She laughs a bit more. And tells me I am doing it again. I have no idea and asks her if she is sure. She is. She decides that it is better to just come closer to me and lie in a spoon, which I am really happy about, I start stroking her body all over and notice that she is really soft, also I wonder why she isn't wearing a top, cause I am sure she weant to bed without one. I am happy cause I dared not ask this, due to ilness and was not sure I would be coming on too strong.
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I am in the same room and there is a brunette next to me, I believe it is ida, though as soon as we precede with the rather rough intercourse I believe it to be Anna from my study.
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I am with a blonde in a bed, she doesn't really wanna fool around, but end up wanting to give me a blowjob. She does so while the door to the room is open. I am not really feeling anything and wonder if I can get time to ”help her out” while she is not around. She ends up goong over to the door to close it a bit or at least look out and see if there is any immediate danger of us getting noticed. She thinks not. I notice it is Per Engholm standing outside and he is discussing with my granddad on the mothers side, who appears to be the hotel manager. I see him later fully dressed in a referee's outfit and he is gonna brandish out a couple of yellow cards to my gran as he has done something super illegal. This gives me time to get my blow job resumed, though as it turns out I aint all that up for it anymore.

I haven't been posting again. Haven't been getting much sleep as usual but I slept a bit earlier this afternoon and had an odd dream.

I don't remember much from it but I remember I was being lead somewhere for doing something awful. A woman was leading me through a facility and the entire time I was thinking of how to escape. There was a moment when I knew I could try to escape but for some reason I just couldn't bring my self to try. There were steel walled rooms all around, it felt as if we were moving underneath a complex of some kind. We went down several ladders and the last one had a skull on it. When I reached the bottom I saw a lot of people, they were wearing those full body bathing suit things (They all looked pretty good). The woman leading me then told me that she was going to dispose of me by pushing me in to the shark tank, I immediately grabbed on to one of the sides of the tank and resisted as much as I could. Then something happened I'm not sure what but she stopped trying to push me and went to talk to one of the guys when for some reason every one got down and laid sort of in a praising fashion towards something so I instinctively got down. The woman left me and I was free to move around. It was a very nice place and I saw a lot of it. Beautiful architecture. Seems to be something that is common in my dreams.

I think that should be enough for the dream. It was very strange. I can normally go between being several different people in my dreams, I suppose that's when my dreams transition. I'm fully conscious when I become another person but I never pay any mind to it. I've also not been lucid dreaming. Dunno what's wrong.

It seems my dreams have been getting shorter since I tried waking up after 4.5 hours to record dream, which I've been failing to do so lately because of stress. I just go back directly to sleep when the alarm goes off. Then I wake up 1.5 hours later, and supposedly to do awareness exercises, and then go back to sleep for WILD. So far, the results are less lucid, short dreams.

But then, I read that WILD is supposed to be challenging. I feel demoralized by it though.

It seems my dreams have been getting shorter since I tried waking up after 4.5 hours to record dream, which I've been failing to do so lately because of stress. I just go back directly to sleep when the alarm goes off. Then I wake up 1.5 hours later, and supposedly to do awareness exercises, and then go back to sleep for WILD. So far, the results are less lucid, short dreams.

But then, I read that WILD is supposed to be challenging. I feel demoralized by it though.

Hours of sleep: 9.5
Vividness: 3/5
Recall: 4/5

Numbers of dreams: Yet again, was a productive night. 6 dreams, each connected to another one

1. I don't see really clear, I see just the table where I am sitting to. It appears that I'm in a bar. In front of me sits Micheal and another friend, but I cannot remember who it was. We are planing a trip to Holland and we don't find a way to get a common decision. Another friend sits down and he says that he cannot participate to our journey. I leave this place after a few minutes or so, because I want to go home. Outsides it's dark already.

2. I'm driving with my car home. It's night. Next to me sits my brother. We are talking about some stuff. I don't realize that the traffic light went red and I drive through it. I'm angry and blame my brother for it, because of his talking I couldn't concentrate. In the back mirror I see, that there is a police car. I get even more angry. But it appears that he didn't saw it.

3. It's day and I'm near my home town somewhere on a field. There are a lot of people there. I think that I'm on a journey or something like that. I ride a bike and I'm heavily equipped with bags and such stuff. We want to go on the top of the hill. I ride my bike and I'm not really moving fast, I'm exhausted and I start feeling pain in my legs. But suddenly, we are at the top. There are a few mini-rails and we start plying with toytrains

I awake, do a reality-check. I'm really awake and look at my alarm clock; it's already 5 am. I am a bit angry that I couldn't recall much about the previous dreams. I tried to remember but I couldn't. I went a bit disappointed back to sleep.

4. It's really free in the morning, it's a bit chilly outsides. I stand on a long road, on one side there is a forest and on the other side, there are fields. At the left near the feels, there are a few cars parking. I'm looking for my car to leave, because something tells me, that I'm going home from some party. After a minute or so I find a car and open it with my key. I realize that it's a Mini Cooper and this isn't my car. I wonder why the doors opened with my key. I realize that this model doesn't even have a key-slot but it's opened via a remote. But I'm just thinking: hey it's an awesome car, why just use it?I get in, just to sit at the drivers seat. I don't want to drive it, but it starts driving slowly from itself. I push the break but it doesn't stop and drives into a nearby town. I finally manage to stop and I get out of my new car.
Suddenly Nathalie appears and ask me if everything is okay. I tell her, that I have problems with "my" car and I want to drive back. She offers her help, I get on the passenger seat and she takes the drivers seat and drives back. The way back seems to be more long. She starts talking about her life, how good everything went and such a stuff. I'm a bit confused. In addition it seems that Nathalie looks much more amazing than she already looks like, that confuses me even more. Every time she talks about a subject from her awesome life, the surroundings in the car are changing to take form of the current subject. For example as she speaks about her boyfriend, the car changes into a field with flowers and a man appears who gives her kisses.
I think that it's in my imagination, but I get scared a bit, so I simply go out of the car. It appears that the car is back at his place, but there are a lot of other cars there. I get into my real car and drive away. In the meantime I see two friends of mine riding on a bike. I realize that they are the owner of the car and that they are now driving home, cause they didn't have their car.

5. I'm at a place that looks similar. A few friends are there and we are relaxing in chairs. We also have a barbecue. On of the girls says that she has to leave and we should pay attention on her laptop, which lays on her seat.
After a few minutes or so, a few teenagers walk past. One of them takes the chair with the laptop and leaves the chair there. A friend reminds me of the laptop. I stand up and run towards him, he starts running too. I cross the street, get nearly hit by a car and finally match to capture him. I'm really angry:
- You little dick-sucking bastard! What do you have in your brain? Give me this laptop back.
- But I don't have it sir!

He drops it and it lands on the ground.
- Here you have mister!
Me: Pick it up you bastard!

As he leans to the ground, I give him a kick in his ass and he falls to the ground. I take the laptop with me and give it back to my friend, who was already waiting.

6. all my closest friend are together and we go to an journey through a city. It's a strange mix of Luxembourg-city, Paris, and all other place I've bee. There are mountains, there are a lot of houses with narrow streets, there is a river, in the background there are a few mountains. We first get into a oat to drive to the city. The boat is really narrow. When we finally arrived, there were a few strange American tourist. They were speaking in English. They ask us if we visited a place called the academy, a lot where referring to a castle or something like that. We were a bit confused but we left them alone.
We are now in front of some city walls, there are a few towers. We are a bit lost, cause the place seems to be Luxembourg-city but the streets are different, there were houses which we could simply enter, everywhere were a lot of people.
In the meantime, it seems that someone is sitting on my shoulders. It's a girl on our age and it seems that she's drunk and isn't able to walk any more. We enter in a house or a hallway, I let her off and she walks towards a bathroom. There is a woman who says that she's drunk. I ask her which way we should take and she gives us some directions. The girl gets back and she seems to be fully conscious and not more drunk.
We take the way, walk through narrow streets. It gets dark, outsides are a lot of people partying outsides.

I awake.

Note: Work on awareness!!!!

I've averaged about 5 hours of sleep the past few weeks which is obviously not very good for lucid dreaming, and I kind of stopped trying because it felt like a hopeless endeavor until I have more time.
I still occasionally try to WILD during naps, which works sometimes, but nap dreams are always quite short.
This is the first day where I could sleep for as long as I wanted in a long time.
I went to bed wishing for a nice lucid.

1. I'm at Uni. Someone tells me that they have seen wolves around here at night.
   They suggest that I close my windows at night because apparently wolves come and kill you in your sleep if you leave them open.
   I don't really believe any of it though.
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2. I wake up in my bed and I am startled by a bright wolf right next to me.
   I check my windows. Yep, they're open, but why? I never leave them open.
   I quickly notice that the wolf isn't hostile at all, in fact he looks kind of cute.
   I pet him and he's clearly enjoying it...
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3. Dancing with the wolves
   I wake up again. Well, that's not right, how can I wake up twice in a row?
   Oh. I'm dreaming, of course! How exciting! It's been some time since my last DILD.
   I immediately start contemplating doing all kinds of things when I notice that the dream is about to fall apart.
   I feel the buzzing vibrations all over my skin and my vision is fading to black. Shit!
   
   My first reflex is to spin wildly, even though I usually try to DEILD in these situations.
   Lucky for me, the spinning stabilizes the dream and the vibrations stop.
   That was close. I try to remain calm and take a walk in my apartment trying to get my emotions under control.
   I end up next to my bathroom and I hear someone singing in my bathroom.
   
   It's a female voice humming a melody. I can also hear water drops.
   Is someone in my bathtub? I walk inside my bathroom and I find Olivia Wilde in my bathtub.
   This is a huge surprise. Fortunately I've calmed down and I'm able to control myself and keep the dream stable.
   She's wearing clothes in the bathtub for some reason. Blue jeans and a grey shirt.
   
   
   "Why don't you join me?"
   
   The bathtub is wider than in waking life, there's easily enough place for the both of us.
   Why not? I enter the bathtub. The water feels nice and warm.
   
   
   "So, what is Olivia Wilde doing in my bathtub?"
   "Why don't you ask your subconscious?"
   
   Clearly a reference to this dream: Experimenting with Dream Control - Creating Worlds & Meeting Olivia Wilde
   
   
   "Am I not technically asking my subconscious already?"
   "Haha, you're good."
   
   I wonder where this is going.
   Suddenly Olivia imitates the howling of a wolf.
   
   
   "Okay?"
   "I want to run. I want to run aimlessly through the forest and enjoy this wonderful night."
   "Will you come with me?"
   "Sure"
   
   She stares deeply into my eyes.
   I can see the reflection in her eyes changing, it looks very interesting and she has very beautiful eyes.
   Suddenly I can feel the air brushing over my skin.
   We're outside now, in front of a forest I do not know.
   I understand that she just teleported the both of us here.
   
   It's the middle of the night, but everything is lit rather well by the full moon, which is bigger than usual.
   The lighting gives everything a rather mysterious but beautiful look.
   
   
   "Let's run!"
   
   Olivia turns into a big wolf right in front of me.
   
   
   It's bigger than a wolf in waking life, but that doesn't prevent it from looking absolutely adorable.
   She howls again, very loudly.
   Then she takes off into the forest. After a few meters she stops and looks at me.
   She's waiting for me.
   
   I feel like I'm supposed to turn into a wolf, and even though I know that I suck horribly at transforming into other beings, I give it a try.
   And oddly enough, it works perfectly.
   As soon as I have transformed myself into a white wolf, I can feel the urge to run through the forest.
   I howl loudly before entering the forest, and Olivia mimics it.
   
   We're running through the forest as fast as we can. We're ridiculously fast, I'm guessing that we're going about 100km/h.
   It's quite hard navigating the forest at these speeds, but oh my god, it feels SO GOOD.
   I can feel every single hair in my fur moving with the wind and I can see so clearly in the dark with my wolves eyes.
   This must be what WakingNomad feels like all the time.
   It's such a wonderful feeling to experience the world as a different being.
   
   We stop on a high hill where we can overlook the whole forest and we howl into the night.
   
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4. Dragon at Stonehenge
   I open my eyes and quickly realize that I am waking up.
   I try to avoid moving in order to DEILD.
   Even though I have moved a bit, I'm still confident that I can enter a dream.
   I feel a sort of "click", like something has changed.
   For some reason I look to my left, even though there's nothing of interest there in my room in waking life.
   
   Olivia is lying right in front of me, our bodies are nearly touching.
   This startles me, I totally wasn't expecting this and my vision instantly blacks out.
   
   But then I feel myself falling and I hit the ground.
   I'm in the middle of the city.
   I get up and notice that everyone is looking at me.
   Right, I'm wearing nothing but shorts.
   
   
   "Move along."
   
   Everyone starts going back to their normal business.
   Haha, DCs are so easy to manipulate.
   I summon my dragon wings and take off into the sky.
   I pick a direction and fly towards is as fast as I can just a few meters over the ground.
   
   
   "Faster, FASTER!!!"
   
   I can feel the shock of breaking the sound barrier, and suddenly everything feels sort of calm.
   Except for the pressure on my skin which becomes greater the faster I go.
   I'm not really sure what I'm doing, but this feels great.
   I haven't flown for too long, I missed it.
   
   Mid-flight I decide I want to teleport to Teraluna.
   But I can't summon my phoenix wings whilst I have my dragon wings out... or something?
   I simply unsummon my dragon wings and then attempt to teleport which works.
   
   SHIT! I'm still going just as fast as before.
   My feat touch the ground and I try to break as hard as I can by quickly spreading my wings again.
   I'm sliding over Yuya's terrace at abnormal speeds, and I manage to stop just centimeters before hitting something.
   
   
   "Quite a dramatic entrance, I'll give you that."
   "Yuya!"
   
   I give her a big hug.
   
   
   "You're in a good mood!"
   "Of course I am!"
   
   I notice I still have my dragon wings out.
   
   
   "I will turn into a dragon!"
   "Okay?"
   "I turned into a wolf before, I can do it!"
   "Of course you can. Hey, let's go fly together!"
   
   Yuya opens a portal hovering over the ground.
   We both jump in. I come out on the other side transformed into a dragon.
   This is earth! We're just above the clouds.
   Yuya comes out of the portal, she has many watery wings, they look beautiful.
   We both dive through the clouds, flying straight down to catch speed and break off the free fall just before hitting the ground.
   We fly over open fields and I occasionally roar deeply to make it known that a dragon is flying in the skies.
   
   We slow down when I see a familiar object.
   
   
   Stonehenge! I don't think I've ever been here before.
   We land on one of the pillars, there doesn't seem to be anyone else here.
   For some reason I have to think of WakingNomad. I remember reading that he's been here a few times.
   It feels appropriate to let him know that I was here, so I roar as loudly as I can up into the sky.
   
   I put so much pressure into roaring that I am accidentally spitting quite a bit of fire.
   The sound is deep and so loud it causes the ground to vibrate.
   As I stop I see that flames are still travelling towards the clouds.
   I think I overdid it "a bit".
   I look at Yuya.
   
   
   "Oops?"
   
   We both start laughing and I loose my transformation and fall off the pillar to the ground back in human form.
   Yuya drops to the ground right next to me, she probably lost her balance as well.
   We keep laughing like little children. Life is good.

03-07-11 Testing out MILD for the first time produced an interesting result. I used the mantra “question reality – become aware”. After a while the mantra did start popping up fairly automatic. I am dreaming and I am continuously shifting between a scenario in the university campus I just took an evening walk in and a Diablo themed setting, from the catacombs with Diablo actually there. In the dream I am walking along a pathway paying attention to the foliage on the side. It is dark throughout the dreams. I think I may be lucid at certain times, but it is for very brief moments and I have limited recall of them.

The mantra keeps sounding in my head and I think I may be verbalising it as well. the first time I notice I am drifting in and out of sleep is when I am walking on the side of the road, after I hear the mantra I start checking, but the dream fades to “hypnagoic imagery” with the difference that I have no bodily perceptions and the background theme is a lot brighter than when I normally observe these images, still I am convinced that I am falling asleep and not dreaming. A common theme for these images would be the appearance of Diablo in the catacombs with me living the character actually being there, though sort of a birds eye perspective. When this happens I keep repeating the mantra and I would “wake up” back in the university park somewhere. I am stupid enough to believe that it was the place I was attempting to fall asleep.

This happens maybe 3-4 times and on the last time waking up in the university park I am naked or partially naked at least, I am wearing yellow boxers. I take routes that carry me over the grass I am trying to get somewhere home(ish). I run into a person I know from back home, he is passing by on a bike with one of his mates and I tell them not to pay attention to me. I am starting to get a feel for where I am headed and I have a remote in my hand that will teleport me to the nearest street light or something similar. When I get close to one the light of it flickers and I click the remote to sure enough pop over there.

I start walking across a path until I get to a point where I can see that my Mother's sister and her husband is packing up the car. Oh that is right they said they would be leaving soon. I briefly mention to them “so you are leaving now are you” don't know if I get a response or not, but the dream goes on. I am now talking to my grandparents who are sat outside a tent. My grandmother is picking on me saying something like “so it is OK to come home at 9 o clock is it?” I realise she means nine in the morning and I am a bit surprised that I have been gone that long. I start looking around and it is dark, like really dark, which wouldn't fit the time of nine in the morning. I start a discussion with them about this, and although my grandmother disagrees my granddad start coming around to the idea of it being overly dark.

There is another shift and now I am back at my computer in a room that is very different to mine, but it is still my room. I am at the computer and now all the Diablo shit that has happened seems to happen at once on the computer. I am fairly surprised for two reasons, firstly he shouldn't be in the catacombs, secondly I know the other times it has happened have just been HHs. He is running at me and hitting me so quickly, other monsters join the fight, they all die except him and in the end I run out of healing pots and die as well.

Notes: I wake up feeling really disheartened, for not realising I am dreaming although the mantra was clearly carried over. roughly 2-2.5 hours have passed in sleep so the REM period wouldn't have been that long. Now when thinking about it the next day, it is probably not that bad of a first attempt.
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I am in a race of sorts, where we all have to pick up a racing car with varying abilities and proficiencies, a bit like Mario carts. My vehicle is a mixture of a pig and an insect, and I know it isn't the fastest available, but I get a good start. At a point in the race I stop to marvel at I believe it is John Cleese, who is lifting his cart up to the second floor within a moving truck and running it through it so he can get out on the other side. I don't know why he is doing this, but the action does seem somewhat rational, like he might have picked up a card from a deck that tells him to do this.
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I am talking to someone about some activity that will excuse me from social interaction, and I tell people I like it, besides that it means that I can shower up to 5 times a day which is good.
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I am at a construction site, a big one and I ma there to test the lift going up to the roof where the actual construction is taking place. As I walk out I am a bit uncertain and frightened because there are no rails, it would be easy to fall down. I walk into the building and I get the impression that it is a stadium they are constructing. I notice that I have actually gone over an area where you can see down to the ground and it would be possible to fall between the pieces of wood supposed to hold the roofing so I quickly find a more suitable place to stand.

I speak with one of the people working there, and all of a sudden I am employed as a worker. I know I have no expertise in this area so I tell them, that they need to instruct me for whatever they want me to do.

We are putting on the roofing, it is made of plastic, it is blue and the way it works is that you slide your new piece under the one that has already been put down and make them sort of click together in a trench. I ask if gloves would be needed for that and the guy currently putting out pieces tells me it would help as the otherwise there is a risk of injuring your hand.

He tells me that he will probably need me to crawl out over the edge again and start putting down pieces out there. He then say that he probably wouldn't ask me to crawl in such an unsafe location, but I tell him that I don't mind. I have done worse when I was little and besides that the pieces of wood are so close together that it is difficult to fall through, yet I am a bit nervous still.

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I am on the ground with a piece of roofing and I am explaining to one of my mates that it is a different type of plastic than your average shed roof. It is more resilient and difficult to penetrate.