FryingMan

early sort of vague, long BTS after a short WBTB, followed by a mega-TOTM top-5 (maybe best ever) LD

Note: I listened to PercyLucid's MILD audio class all the way through this week, and have taken up several of his suggestions and his mantra "I will have lucid dreams TONIGHT, or VERY SOON!" I do his MILD, holding a still mental image of my desired dream scene in my head as I fall asleep. I've been doing it for about half a week at this point.

Betime: midnight-ish. Glass of red wine some hours earlier (4?) at dinner. One Opti-Men multivitamin around 3-4pm.

06:11, ~3 minutes of voice notes

+ standing among statue/memorials, where the shape of the stone is a language conveying a message ("Hindu"). In particular the place where the column narrows in diameter and then widens out again has some sort of special meaning. I read "pardo" chiseled into one of the columns (they're about 4 feet high).

+ several big bags of galantamine capsules have arrived from Amazon, and a bag of small round B6 tablets. The boxes were opened (I guess by my wife), and the big see-through plastic baggies (Halloween candy bag sized) are lying there on my bed along with the Amazon invoice. The galantamine capsules are large, about the size of my current Alpha-GPC capsules (which are real horse pills, it takes eating bread/drinking water to get them down). I put some in my mouth and start chewing them? I wonder if I have time left in my dreaming night to take some or if it's too late.

Looking at the fine, thick, luxurious paper that Amazon uses for printing invoices, and the detailed high quality printing, I realized this is why I use Amazon, for this level of detail & quality.

+ circular cushion, it has to last a lifetime, one kid is jumping up and down and I severely discipline it, it gets progressively younger as I do so until it becomes an infant and rolls off on to the ground; two families different religious traditions are sharing this circular couch thing, it's OK with one family because their attention is usually focused outwards, you're not supposed in their tradition to use the middle part.

I'm wandering in and out of sleep as I review the prior dreams.

WBTB, BTS

It takes about an hour to get back to sleep it feels like. Need to put on a sleep mask as the room is too light now.

08:51, ~16 minutes of voice notes

+ LD #133 (TOTM advanced I & bonus success): KILD

I'm in a fairly dark area with people, I hear (students and teachers?) talking about math, I remember hearing "N-squared". I seem to be re-entering this area, and notice in front of me a teacher lady lying on a reclining garden/beach lounge chair, facing me. She's by herself. I go towards her, lean down over her in order to kiss her, and as my face approaches hers I get lucid. I continue in for a quick kiss on the lips and say "I'm dreaming!" I get up and head up a stairway to the left, saying "I didn't go up here last time through". There is a very wide open platform up there. Up ahead along a long wall stretching along the platform is an open door, and I enter.

Band Practice (TOTM basic I missed opportunity):
Inside is a large, wide, but not deep, well-lit band room. Most of the room is off to my left (the door is on the right edge of the room). There to the left on a series of risers are the band student musicians (seems like high school aged) sitting with their instruments. I look for a guy playing (my instrument), and see him in the 3rd/4th row up, and call to him to show me his instrument. He holds it up and I nod, "nice. What's your name?" I ask, "Norman," he answers (delay not too long, sometimes my DCs don't know their names well!). "I'll be back later" I say and head out the door, starting to think of TOTM.

Moon (TOTM Advanced-II)-fail:
I try to remember my TOTM task cheer song, and all I can remember at first is the rhythm. Argh! I finally remember the moon rock task. I decide I will grab a chunk of the moon and eat it. I look up into the night sky, slightly hazy, but with lots of distinct stars, the background is not totally black. I clearly see the stars at high resolution, and notice several satellites lazily making a straight path from one side of the vision to the other. I follow one's progress for a few seconds enjoying the view. I will the moon to appear, several times, but it does not appear.

I am now in the backyard of my childhood home, still looking up at the sky for the moon. I start to hear my mother's voice.

Mom:
I hear her voice clearly, like she was standing next to me. I know she's in the house. I'm now floating fairly high over the house looking down, and am amazed at the clarity and accuracy of her voice. Sometimes voices in my dreams do not sound right, but this is perfect. She is speaking coherently but I do not remember anything that she said, she's talking to my father. I'm trying to get down to the house and have some trouble, I have to air-swim a bit. The house is not right: it appears to be a sort of a modern, multi-section compound with rooms of differing shapes from above. Then I'm on the deck at the back door, still hearing her voice, and I enter, go through the kitchen, and expect to see her there and see her walking through the dining room heading towards the living room, her back is to me. I get really happy, finally I'm going to see her in a dream!
(in waking life she passed away two months ago).
I follow and enter the dining room, imagining her being really happy to see me. She turns and sees me and I open my arms wide, (I'm wearing a light jacket and quickly unzip it and hold up my arms with the ends of the jacket, kind of like bat wings), and she comes to me and I give her a big hug, kissing her cheek and I tell her "I really miss you!" I see her and her face clearly. She seems young. Either she or my dad answers, and says something like now it is time for me to be with my father.

Mom saves a FA:
I find myself waking, and I still hear my mother's voice. If I can still hear her voice, that means I'm still dreaming! I have no visuals and decide to slowly "open my eyes." I seem to be in my childhood home's living room still, with something on my head, like sheets or a blanket. I sit up and stand up. I try for a little bit while walking forwards towards the kitchen to take the thing off that feels like a towel wrapped around my head, but I can't get it off, it's like a really really long sheet is hanging there and I just can't get it off. I decide just ignore it (and then it stops bothering me). My mother is standing at the doorway between the dining room and the living room just on the kitchen side. She looks really young, thin, healthy, and happy. Shes wearing a bright lipstick, orange-ish. I say "you look like you're doing great!" while I stand close to her with my hands on her waist, and something like "we will meet again!".

Dinos! (TOTM Advanced-I success):
After seeing my mother, I go out on the deck and ask my sister to take me to show me where the dinosaurs are
(asking DCs to do stuff for me is fast becoming my favorite dream control method).
She takes me to the corner of the deck and I look down and see weird beasts walking down the stairs to the backyard lawn (in particular notice one big black quadruped freaky looking thing walking down). I go down off the end of the deck and mount some small furry thing that I think is actually a movie monster of some sort. I'm a bit concerned about this not counting since I don't think this is a dinosaur. I ride it down the stairs to the lawn. There I imagine and see a medium-sized Trex there battling with a medium-sized King Kong. They're both between 15-20 feet tall: definitely big, but not immense. I jump and land expertly on the back of the T-rex. I imagine a faintly strange beastly odor. I'm sitting fairly high on its back/lower neck, and urge it forward to run up the stairs because I'm concerned about Kong. I urge it and imagine it running really fast, I'm "pushing" it forwards by "pushing on the reins" and it's leaping up the stairs towards the street but it just doesn't get going fast enough to please me, Kong is still chasing. Up on the street Kong attacks and I jump/fall away...

Black Hole (TOTM Bonus, success):
... and (am in the void? Rub hands for a while, feel them, dream is solid, visuals return), I'm in a garage (childhood home?), I exit and turn to the right (180 degrees) and there is a large open plaza full of college-aged young people ahead of me. I try again to remember the full TOTM cheer song and I again can only remember the 2nd half (advanced) and "...Black Hole! Black Hole! Raa raa Raa!" I've already done one advanced, so why not? I decided to summon a black hole and jump in. I walk forwards a bit to get where the crowd starts, I hold out my hands straight in front of me and pull them apart quickly, imagining a massive black sphere appearing: instead something big dark and round flashes and disappears. OK, again! (I wonder what the students will think of the black hole!) I put my arms together, pull them apart quickly, and this time a large sphere appears solidly before me which I know is the black hole. Only it's partially reflective mirror-surfaced, which I think is fine because everybody knows that light plays funny tricks around black holes. I dive forwards into it and try to feel the sensations. I don't feel much, after a brief disorientation I find that I'm inside a sphere sort of like a one-way mirror, I can see out but people can't see in. There is a filtering effect looking out like sunglasses. The party is going on all around me in the plaza still and everyone is ignoring me. The black hole is about the same size inside as outside (about 8-10 feet in diameter, tall enough to stand in). There's a girl standing near the edge of the black hole on the outside and I pull her in (and kiss her?). The dream wavers/I enter a bit of the void and call for a DC to take my hand and pull me out, and "John" does just that, and the dream continues from there...

John and boobs:
I asked for a DC to take me by the hand and lead me from the Black Hole sphere, and a guy does grab my hand firmly and lead me out. We start walking together, I decide his name is "John." As we're walking through the crowd, a girl comes towards us .

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

I grab her and hold her by the shoulders and sort of push her along in front of us (she seems slightly uncooperative but doesn't make a fuss), I start squeezing her boobs through her clothing. Double handed at first with my left arm around her back. Then I decide to let John have the left boob and tell him to take it and I stick with the right one. I think I stripped her top off or at least exposed her breasts, but I was on purpose not staring at her so as to keep the dream going and it seemed to work great. Then we approach a table with some other people mulling around, and decide to have sex with her together with John, hoist her up on the table and the dream fades. In the void. I try an interesting variant on "hand rubbing" and start pulling my "ahem." Definitely feels like dream body, so I'm still dreaming. It gets longer and longer, and seems fairly small diameter, but seems to be getting a bit hard. I want John to help me enter the girl.

Eventually I have John take my hand again and lead me back into the dream, works again, visuals return. I look at and touch briefly the edge of the table. Then I leave them both and move on down the path.

Girl outside:
I've lost a bit of lucidity, I'm standing outside a door to a building, as I move towards it a girl sitting on a bench calls to me "<redacted>" which gets my attention.

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

I instantly kneel down in front of her and pull off her pants. Looking at her sex organs it seems to waver to look male for a bit, I will it to return to girl and it does and I begin oral on her. I begin moving my tongue enthusiastically and start to feel the connection superimposed with my waking tongue

and this brings me back to full lucidity. I stop with her and enter the door in to the building.

Girl inside:
Inside is a large mostly empty space, I spot two girls sitting at a desk not far away. I head right for them and sit down, noticing the girl on the left and give her my attention.

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

As I sit down I reach for her body and rub her torso a little bit with my two hands. I'm close to her face and I look at her and appreciate her beauty and lean in for a kiss, I feel it well. I try for some tongue but again it starts to superimpose with my waking tongue so I stop that. I kiss her again with just lips, short, but really nice.

I move my gaze to look back up over my shoulder to the my left so as not to stare at her too long, I catch a scene of some busy detail outside the door I came in through.

I stand up quickly and take her hand and lead her away, just desiring to be in motion. I'm holding her left hand with my right, and I start swinging our arms while we walk. <Something about a vending machine?> The dream starts to fade and I use contact with the girl to come back and continue a bit:

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

I stick my right ring finger in her mouth and push it in and out a bit, I feel the warmth and wetness of her mouth. Then the same with my middle finger then the same with my index finger, telling her to really suck hard and she does.

This brings me back into the dream. I then get the great idea to

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

repeat with my (ahem), I place it in her mouth and tell her to suck hard, I start to feel it and I see her face down there with my (ahem) in her mouth

and the dream fades, this time it feels like for good, so I start gathering my recall and prepare to record.

Awesome night. I'll never complain about getting up early to fix breakfast again…

earlier:

+ hailing the remote controlled car at a busy intersection, trying to get to the same curb on the street that it's driving on to meet it

+(f) my friend MR wants to apprentice for the master (guy), we both can't do it (so I'll have to drop out?), we say he may not be interested in a rank beginner, see a store with products on the shelves?

+ I'm at multiple laptops connecting to the net, with wife, transparent keyboards, connect, connect to networked ASCII game that my wife's brother is playing at his apartment, something about the asteroid material and special beings

make breakfast, then BTS, later:

+ LD #132: I'm standing outside in daylight of a white home, talking with TZ, who's leaving. I ask him how did he leave his work ("Are you retiring? Taking a sabbatical?"). After he leaves I enter the home, everything is white. I realize I haven't seen my dog L in a long time, I think he's gone/lost, I should have asked TZ about him before he left. I run crying hysterically through house that I can't find my old dog L, I imagine seeing his empty house, little poops around, then I stop & think maybe this isn't a tragedy, maybe I'm dreaming I do a nose pinch and can clearly breath. Now I'm lucid, I decide to do a TOTM. I try and try to remember a single TOTM task, I feel like they're all right there on the tip of my tongue and will come to me any second, but they just don't.

Spoiler for explicit sexual situations:

I notice a black girl leaning over a counter with her butt in my direction and all thoughts of the TOTM are gone. Always wanted to get with a black girl! I pull down her pants and try to enter her from the back. Things are a bit vague and don't quite fit. My (ahem) is sticking up out of her pointing in the air, and I grab a girl (or two?) to the left and tell her to take care of that with her mouth. The two new girls offer me to move to the cot to the right and for me to get on the bottom. I'm a bit surprised by this, girls usually don't take the initiative in sexy LDs. I ask "right over there, huh? OK" and move over there.

As I'm moving over there I notice there are a variety of odd-shaped clocks on the wall, and I think about clocks misbehaving in dreams, but I just glance at them and don't give them another thought.

Sexy time going on for a while with the two girls, I notice that this has been a fairly long experience, longer than usual. They're both down around my legs and they start to disappear. One of them comes up as if to mount me cowgirl style with her breasts hanging down over my face and I reach for them and think "this is good, this is a position I like to climax in."

The dream ends/transitions.

+ I'm next to a group of girls, sitting down against a wall.

Spoiler for sexual situations:

I lean down over them, moving my mouth to each of their's, the first several ones do not respond. The one to the left at the corner does respond with her lips and we start making out. A bit later I realize I'm still kissing her, and I'm moving my hips as if having intercourse with her with a weak sensation,

the dream ends

+ in room with friends, it's in friend MR's childhood room. There are boxes of things lining the far wall covered with a tarp, I think my things are in there but the group is covering them up (they want me to leave?). In the middle of the floor is a strange vita-mix blender. The base is normal sized, but the blender container is really small, just a few cups of capacity, I think that's a pretty useless vitamin.

Lying there on the ground towards the end of the room, I see MZ's (TZ's son) pile of sticks of gum (he likes Wrigley's Mint types, I have two of the white sticks). They've taken away the bed, don't want me around, I'm out in the hallway looking for the girl's room

+ donating typewriters to the Science museum, meeting with a guy at the front desk

+ son is sticking his face into the crotch of the (gymnast) when she spreads her legs, she's working out on the bottom bunk of bunk beds. Her back is to him so she can't see what he's doing. She's holding on to the upper bunk bed and doing the splits, that's when he sticks his nose right up against her butt. I tell him not to do that. Initially I'm from the side of the bed. Change position, I'm looking down the length of the bed now, and notice she's bottomless, and when she spreads I catch a glimpse of her (ahem) and a patch of dark pubic hair. She continues doing the splits and my sons jumps/falls in right with his head/nose stuck directly in her (ahem).

I'm naked wrapped in a yellow bath towel trying to figure out how to get with some girls. There's a group there, but they're leaving. I leave this place and enter pool area (through a door?). Immediately upon entering I see MZ (gum guy) riding a 4-wheel motorized vehicle built out of swimming pool noodles, I watch him drive away.

I arrive to another area, there's a big play rehearsal going on, I see my son in this fatigue sweats, my wife waves to me.

Two older middle-aged couples slide up on the snow from behind me (in the direction I came), the wives are riding on the slippery white bodies of their husbands on top of the snow.

Pretty big night last night, many many short scenes, some coherent theme-wise, but generally lots of jumping around. The benefits of getting to bed before midnight!

earlier:

+(f) they're coming, get into the SUV, drive away over difficult terrain (day residue, watched Mad Max: Fury Road)

+ "applying" to the girl to be her boyfriend, I'm with out, vague outdoor twilight/dark place, I tell her "come on, I'm right here!", but she still wants me to write up my application, I lean over/on top of her, trying to get her to agree to me.

I look up and about 30 feet away I see a small building from the side. My GF has her room in this building. It is faced with partially transparent material. The building has 3-4 stories. About 3/4 of the building on the left side is taken up by the staircase. I see (maids?) moving inside. To the right of the staircases on each landing is the door to a room, I think I'll find my GF in there if I go in.

+ Go in to the bottom of the GF building above?, there's a group in class, I go out (dark), get in car, school schedule unfolding and stuck to feet?. There's a fast way out of the parking lot (but illegal?), I get stuck in the flow of traffic going the longer way around. As we drive I see huge piles of garbage. There's a big tray of eggs at my feet, my feet are in the middle of them, there are some unbroken ones around the edges but most are broken, I throw it on the garbage heap?

+ I'm playing in orchestra: we're on riser platforms, I look down and my chairs legs barely have room to stay on the platform. In the row in front of me are the oboists (2 cute girls), they have hogged all the room, I complain to them and they invite me to sit in their row. Will I sit on their left, or shall I sit in between them, that would be nice .

The conductor has 2 newly broken vertebrae, he must be careful in conducting style. He must avoid jumping up and down, and keep very smooth movements, he (a PT guy?) is giving examples and I'm watching his conducting. From time to time he must step down from the platform and "walk it off" a little bit, and step down from time to time. I wonder what the audience will think of this.

Something about the string section?

+ at school: I'm in a classroom with a programming teacher (middle-aged female), she is showing a code sample on the screen/board, it's very short and mostly import statements, very modular. We have a discussion on the merits of one particular (scripting?) programming language based on this single example of code ("look how clean it is!" she claims), I grant her point but I'm defending C++

In the hallways, my mother and sister are there, my sister always gets the new clothes.

later:

+ Waiting my turn in line going around the lunch table for the water boiler/cooker. The line moves clockwise around the table to the left. It's a small square table. As I reach the 3rd side and it's my turn, I fumble with my yellow rice ingredients, it's spilling out of my hands, trying to get it into the pot, (someone complains that?) it turns the water yellow.

+ storm out of the Tribes-1-like video game capture the flag game furious after I discover a cheating opponent wearing "both sides" armor that is invulnerable to my shots and the turrets I place are ineffective against him

+ in the French class of (trying to remember her name) "Mrs. Rivello" [false] (her name doesn't sound very French, more like Italian), taking (bread? candies?) out of (Christmas-decorated?) containers

+ girl is debating paying the required $4000-$5000 to have me as a boyfriend (still a great deal, I'm a great catch), does she know I'm 50 and married and not really <foreign> but just live there?

Driving to school in the back seat, against the right window, in car with others, coming the other way in the approaching lane (there's a barrier between the lanes), a guy I know to be a priest/teacher going the other way makes the sign of the cross and calls out "Hi <my name>" as his car blows by ours. This happens again, and I have something hanging down over my face, I wonder, how did he see me?

Approaching the school, I look at the buildings and they're very run down and dilapidated.

I'm late to journalism class, I think I'll have to get my own car so I can arrived on time.

Walking through a confusing section of rooms/hallways, I'm trying to find my class. There are lists of names posted outside every room and I think I see my name a number of times. I come upon an open class room see students sitting around a window, this is mine? I enter the class room. Across the table a bit separated I see my GF (from above, $4000). As I sit the teacher chastises me for being late.

I'm in the locker room getting ready to leave out of the left door, some gangsters come and block that door, they're here to threaten me to throw the game (I'm on the football team?), I head out right away through the right-side door. The gangsters will use a new, young kicker on the team to throw the game.

Waiting for the elevator in an open atrium, it arrives it is a large glass walled and ceilinged room like a little greenhouse, I hold my GF's hand, get on, as the elevator moves down I lean forwards and kiss her on the lips (for the first time?)

+ reading (sports mix container?) about different types of vitamin C: for bodybuilding, you must only take "area" style after a workout, even a single dose of normal vitamin C can erase all your gains for the whole period

+ Wizard fields: outdoors, daylight, walking among fields among high hills. Get to a high point and wave to my friends in the distance (a grey-bearded wizard?), I step forwards and fly/glide over the low fields to the next hill where he's standing. To the right, a group of our guys is sitting under an outcropping making and throwing swiss cheese sandwiches to each other, one time the guy put too much cheese in and had to take some out.

+ Plane: reading a large detailed plan / flowchart with two others, one of the components of the project is given a silly name (like the "I love you" part), I keep referencing this. I tell the (female) manager that if we get everybody to work on a phase simultaneously we can finish it.

Getting on the plane, I see a guy/girl walking on holding out their hands and a big steam of (clothing?) falls into their hands (they're sneaking this stuff on past security?), will they have enough time to pack it up in sheets before having to board?

The plane is starting to taxi, the engines rev up, I look back and see the (blast shield?) lowering/opening up in order for the engines to blast freely, we head down an incline and I anticipate a bit of a bump as we hit the level ground but it's minor. The plane is now taxiing for take-off, but we're following freeway signs and heading through the city. Our destination is somewhere tropical. The pilot is asking for directions? We seem to be heading towards the edge of the water, is our destination so close?

We head for the water, and I think the pilot needs to really push the throttle. Maybe we can go out over the water then push the throttle but it's probably better to push it ahead of time.

We've arrived at an outdoor picnic party area, there's a group of people there celebrating, (plane is gone), one surfer-dude comes up and clasps hands with me in greeting, I notice a small black mark on the tip of his thumb and am hesitant at first but then do it.

+ Driving with wife, finding a parking spot, looking at the spots all along the road, have to find a legal spot don't want to get a citation or towed. Pull into a spot. There's a cop there and I say I want to park until midnight, and he says that's $7.50. (I thought it would be more like $0.25). I pay him and he gives me the ticket/receipt and am juggling the change, the ticket, my wallet. I'm looking for a place to put it all back together, I see the cop's (laptop? open folder?) and think of using that for a second but think it's not a great idea. Another guy/couple comes and asks to park until 4/4:30am.

+ The gang is gathering to continue working on our group project. A guy playing a triple-concentric soprano saxophone arrives, (he's outside our place?) it plays in 3-part harmony. He puts it down and I pick it up and play a quick little tune on it (Happy Birthday?), I finish by hitting a very high note (with fingering of the recorder's high notes?). I put it down and wonder if I should suck in my spit, I don't and put it down and feel a bit bad that I've slobbered on the guy's mouthpiece.

We can't begin until the final guy arrives, we call him, his girlfriend is annoyed that he's being called in on their day off together.

Yesterday (07-30)

+ wine tasting, I've brought a bottle, so has my girlfriend, I'm trying to smell the wine she's bought but the bottle is not open yet.

+ jumping around in a video game, getting beat down, finally get up to the platform and complete, I'm congratulated by guys saying I've won an ability

+ in a house, pull on a secret control on a shelf activate a secret area, explore, there's a coffin, "hey comes help help me open it", out comes an evil female super being?, fighting her as the double-slashing dagger-wielding guy but she wins, she comes up and hugs you and sucks out your life

+ William Shatner with his head in a narrow tunnel (in a pirate costume?) beating off an attacker?, he and another guy are putting on movies in a back room then kidnapping/torturing one of the attendees, there's someone lying behind the counter, turns out he's alive

Today (07-31) better bedtime

23:23 bedtime

(several early pee wakings before dream recall shows up, just vague thoughts that vanish quickly)

06:30

+ buying shoes, guy says "you bought the $200 <something> you may as well buy the $600 shoes!", selection of fluffy ankle-high slippers

+ invited to Dubai to play a solo concert I'm concerned it's a ploy to get me to an Arab country because of my outspoken views on Israel; putting my instrument together, checking the key action, the top piece is broken I'm trying to adjust it / put it back together, a selection of reeds; I'm playing the slow movement of a famous concerto, under-tempo but it's lovely.

+ playing in a rehearsal, the conductor is all over the place, I say repeatedly, "are you in 2 or 4?! Show the downbeat clearly!", he retorts "listen and you'll hear the downbeats!", see my music (long opening sustained middle Bb) and then many pages of rests (I don't have to play for the rest of the piece), and the music of the 2nd, where there's a pencil marking indicating "1 only" (of the 2nd should play there).

10:39

+ I'm walking around and singing (lovely tone!), forget some lyrics, girl reminds me, "oh yeah" I say and sing them; girls singing in a line, one of them drops a contact lens, another picks it up off the ground and hands it to her, she pops it in her mouth -- how did she know the other one didn't make it dirty first?

+ my cat's trying to climb up / jump to the top of a tall dresser and just can't quite make it, she runs around the walls (I'm impressed by this) to get a head start, and my wife comes and laughs

+ wife asks about where's the little plastic thing that was on the car's wheel, the car is suspended 6 feet in the air we're looking up at it, the wheel/axel joint has a photo camera built-in, I say either someone took it or it blew off

+ terrorist attack: I'm hanging on a corner on a major street with a guy talking, later on we return after the attack started, armed guards shouting in arabic, a single nun in black robes is standing off the curb waiting to be picked up, story of the nuns raped in the bus (every single one), "we were just standing right there a little while ago!" I say to the guy referring to the corner

+ trying to return a girl taken by a "pit of Sarnac"-monster pit with tentacles along the conical sloping walls, two soldier/investigators are getting her back, they're talking to the monster threatening to reduce it to dust and burn it. They will analyze the dust/ashes and find the perfect harmonic frequency of flame to use that will burn it all up instantly. I'm DO floating above and see the two guys standing next to a huge bin full of purple monster dust.

with the girl afterwards I'm holding her and crying, I want her to be back, others are explaining that "they" made it so that you can "gather" many into one person, but once you've done that you can't "scatter" them back into many again, where each person retains memory of the original gathered one, I'm sad and rubbing my face all over her including her chest.

Another mega recall night: no lucids but dayum the detail. Lost the early (considerable) recall due to laziness (didn't record), and a late morning multiple waking continuous epic occupied almost all my dream memory space apparently, clobbering the earlier recall.

Another two Opti-Men day: one in afternoon, one an hour or so before bed. Lots of wakings, and lots of recall. Sort of a day off at the lake.

earlier:

(so much more forgotten, damn!)

+ who's that guy wearing the full-body "Coke" advertising outfit and baseball cap? The letters C-o-k-e are huge and spreads sideways from his shirt down to his pants. The letters are gold and the outfit is red. The same gold "Coke" is on the front of his red cap. Oh, it's my cousin P, I guess he's moonlighting as a pizza delivery guy, there's the boxes of pizza right there with my family to the right at the table (took a bite)

+ tennis date: started playing on the court with with Na (clarinet from the childhood neighborhood), she makes a shot which lands near the baseline, I get down and watch it hit the ground. There are two lines there very close together: one is the singles baseline, and one is the doubles baseline. The ball landed right between these two lines. I tell Na "your shot was out for singles, but in for doubles" (I repeat this again?). I think about hitting back a zippy forehand with lots of topspin.

To my right a crowd has entered the court: I see a middle-aged Chris Evert has come and she's giving a master class on tennis serving. She tosses, swings, and follows through, commenting on what she's doing. At one point she "glitches" and fast repeats a movement several times. I'm glad we got to the courts before this or we may not have gotten a court.

Na is now O, my wife's student (the goofy/cute/hot/sweet one) and we're on a date here playing tennis, now watching Chris Evert's class. We're getting closer and more and more cuddly with each other, more touchy, it's really exciting. Chris Evert at one point says something meant for the "couples" in the crowd and O jabs me that I didn't respond, but I was lost in thought about her (O) and say so. I'm standing slightly to her right and behind her, and lean around to her face and kiss her, I'm semi-hard and pressed up against her leg and I imagine she can feel that.

I'm wondering what my wife will think of me marrying O? I "remember" my wife's said before that I'm free to go, but with O may be too much.

O lies down in pain, she says "Oh, it hurts!" and she puts her right hand (I'm on her right side) on to her lower abdomen/lady parts area. I think she may be having female cramps. I'm saying (in various languages) "What is it? What's wrong? etc" Her legs are spread (she's wearing black leggings) and I massage the tendons of her inner thighs at the pelvis (pretty much right on top of her (ahem) but this is not sexual), and say to her she probably strained these running while playing tennis.

late:

+ multiple-waking epic: we've returned to our California adult home

Why are we here? Where are the new owners (the house is empty)? Why can't I remembe this? How long can we be here? Did we buy it back? If so, that would be awesome, I really miss this place. I'm standing in the kitchen and see the beautiful malachite-colored counter tops and the pale maple cabinets. I walk down into the living room and see two colorful Christmas trees there: one just a bit to the left of its normal position, and one smaller one over by the entertainment center.

Brief scene with son S1 as a young boy. Something about playing/rewinding a VCR tape?

Huge doctor bill:
At the dentist/doctor's, when we moved away before, we left a huge (10's of 1000's of $) unpaid bill, for what, look at the itemized list with huge costs for each procedure (what could be so expensive?), what should we do (I say ditch it!)? It would take us years of saving to pay this. I say (and think if I should say this out loud) that "we only manage to net $2000 per month" (I think what's the right word, net or gross?). The people around us in the waiting room turn and look at us in pity for only clearing such a small amount.

Christmas:
Emotional scene with young song S2. I say we should go shopping and buy and wrap the Christmas presents, don't you want to do that? He is sad and says no. I think "oops have I ruined the magic of Christmas?" I struggle with what should I answer if he asks me about Santa Claus: should I be truthful or maintain the magic? I weep/sob hysterically while looking at a couch and thinking about my son and my own lost Christmas innocence.

Cleaning out the yard:
I want to just hang out but my wife wants to get rid of the big old cabinet standing there in the side yard under the tarp. We carry a long piece of it into the garage, I want to place it right next to the garage door so that when I bring the van it's convenient to load up after opening the garage door, my wife disagrees, I'm frustrated at her disagreement. In the garage, I spot a vicious stray dog squatting there, he's large and looks like pit bull. I see a small dirty thick mattress that he sleeps on under a set of shelves.

Spiders:
In room blasting spider nests and a daddy-longlegs off the wall with a water gun (I think it's actually shooting bullets?) while son S2 watches. Through a opening in the wall between the kitchen and the garage I see a lot of spiders in a space behind the drywall: we'll have to remove this and clean them out.

Standing between the kitchen and the garage, I look into the kitchen and notice an area with missing/peeling decorative red-shiny-reflective tape. We'll have to replace this. There are also what looks like very sooty white fuses on the wall, we'll have to clean these. Are we preparing this place to sell again?

The dog:
My wife is down in the garage and I'm at the door to the kitchen, and I see the stray dog crouching below some shelves, I yell to my wife "come here now!" she comes, and the dog lunges. I block the dog with something, I'm holding a barrier up at the dog's neck the dog is extended up on its hind legs. I make friends with the dog, petting it and talking to it soothingly, it gets very friendly, I take it to show my family, it's more like a curly-haired big poodle now, it lies on its back and we rub its tummy, it looks more like a bigger version of our old dog now. It gets up and walks and I see that someone has painted a heart-shaped big purplish drawing around it's butt based on "My Little Pony."

The daughters / will:
I see a picture/video/live scene of two cute young girls dressed up in frilly dresses, about 4 and 6 years old. Are these my daughters? Did we have two girls and I can't remember it? Such a major life event, why can't I clearly remember this? I go ask my wife about this, are these daughters hers from her previous marriage? She indicates yes, but they're both degenerates now (as adults), one is a vegetable in the hospital, and the other is a useless low-life. I do not want these girls messing with my sons' inheritance. I consult an expert about this, can I write a will that clearly gives everything 50/50 to my two sons that will withstand any late challenge? People tend to come out of the woodwork at probate/inheritance, they may somehow hear about it and show up to claim something. The guy says it's important to get an official copy stored with a trustworthy person in case someone presents a forgery. I think who would work for this, who's the right age, and decide on my sister. "She's totally trustworthy" I say. Mmm Hmm he says.

The party: (this is like a sub-dream within the "returned home" dream, many scenes):

Cup throwing game: I'm tossing plastic clear drinking cups to (girls) across the room. I'm spinning the cups with both hands and they're flying like tube-frisbees. One cup is crushed and I try to unwrinkle it. It doesn't have a cut out bottom, it won't fly well I think, I try tossing it and indeed it does not fly straight. I toss to a girl across, she tosses back to me, I toss to another girl, she tosses back to someone else? My wife says no, I must be the one to get the cup and re-throw it.

In a group of people at the table the M's (british schooling former friends with the annoying chidren) are there. KM and RM. They look very old, gray hair, old faces, grayish like covered in a layer of flour. KM reaches a hand and I shake it. Them RM and I shake hands I have to lean really far forwards in order to do this. RM has a big deep chunk missing from her nose around her left nostril, it's very red. The M's say "but what about the property?" referring to the daughters/will situation. I get upset and say they shouldn't talk about such things.

At the table, we need to put away the glasses, I say the ladies should do this (they object a bit?) my sister puts a glass into the display case, some (green?) liquid oozes out and I catch it cupping my hands together, it wasn't washed properly.

The party is moving to the park across the street! A few people are walking but most (seemingly all girls?) have piled into one of the two cars. They're really packed in sitting on top of one another. There is a clean place left for me in the driver's seat. I get in and we take off. This is in the middle of a large city at a hexagonal roundabout at the top of a hill. There are two exiits I could take to get out of the parking lot onto the street, but the one on the right is crowded with cars so I take the left one. I need to turn right, but the direction signs painted on the ground only indicate left-turn allowed. I ignore this and turn right. For several turns I move my way around to the left of each of the exit roads of the roundabout. I enter a (tunnel?) inside. Then we're walking in a mall near a movie theater and I'm looking for someone who works here to ask directions to how to get out of here.

In a boat on the water by the pier. I'm looking down into the murky water, trying to see something. The sunlight is streaming down into the water and then I can see it is revealing the ground, this is the first time I've ever seen the ground here it's about 20 feet deep (day residue from the day at the lake, observing the pattern of the sun through the water and on the sand). I imagine one can see fishes, and then I see them: the water is thick with them, medium sized. What about sharks? Yes there are some larger fish clearly sharks. A second boat has a boy/girl leaning too far over the side I shout to get back in, I think he/she might fall in and get eaten by a shark. He/she throws something like a sock into the water which lands on the head of one of the fish, I yell not to throw stuff.

At an ice cream stand high above the water, my father chastises the kid for not listening to me in the boat.

Really? I haven't posted here in 4 days? Wow I'm slipping! A fairly great night, finally, both LDs and fairly good recall.

00:00 (approximate) bedtime

02:00? (unknown) get up to pee
takes a while (10-15 minutes?) going back to sleep, I repeat "the next time I'm dreaming, I realize that I'm dreaming" to myself while falling asleep

04:16

+ LD #129 (first recalled dream of the night is a lucid, that is a first for me I think!) I'm in an international airport connecting flight area/border control, some of our group is down the long (curving?) hallway at the border control. I see my other travelling mates with their suitcases, I don't have mine, I realize I've left my suitcase on the previous airplane. I panic, what will I do, there is only 15 (25?) minutes for the connection, and I'd have to re-cross border controls/customs, they may not let me through. I decide I must go back for it, and start running fast. I think without the suitcase I'll have (no clothing?) for the (camp?) we're going to. I'm running really fast and am really concerned, when I get the notion that maybe there's no reason to worry if this is a dream, I do a nose pinch while running and it clearly indicates dream. I'm lucid and still running, part of what got me lucid perhaps was the fast speed I was running, completely effortlessly, and I'm amazed for a moment at this.

Spoiler for sexually explicit:

Pretty much all caveman all the rest of the dream. The first few encounters I don't recall. Then I see some women standing among a line of trees/border in between rows of a parking lot (outdors, night). One of them I "remember" having the hots for, she's middle-aged but hot so I go up to her and present myself for a BJ, she says "with what, all your two inches!?" I'm sort of annoyed but ignore it and get a BJ for a while. Then she takes off her top and her bra and she has an odd flat chest. I move on. I meet a young man with glasses and he takes off his shirt (and bra?) and also has an odd looking chest, I move on since I'm not into guys.

I come upon a car full of Asian (Japanese?) people, there is a Japanese couple (man & woman) right there and I grab the woman by the shoulders and say "excuse me, I'll just take her" and pull her to the side and get going on a BJ, she kneels down in front of me and I think "yes this is a very good position, I should do this more!" and she gets going really well, really fast, it feels great, (a smartphone is involved somehow?), I think I may be able to climax soon. Then I look up and see some women standing nearby (I'm kneeling now?) and choose an Indian woman and reach up under her shirt and squeeze and pull one of her boobs (she has a slightly exasperated expression on her face) and

the dream ends/transitions.

+ LD #130 FA in bed (false dream home), on a high bed-stand next to us I see a white sleep/lucid dreaming mask with little LED lights on stalks, my wife reaches for and is handling/talking about this her "favorite" of my sleep masks, I'm concerned that she'll see it's more than just a sleep mask. I'm starting to suspect, then when I see my wife, who's still looking down at me, is floating up to the ceiling and bouncing around there I get lucid and a clear nose pinch confirms it. She's really bright, clear, shining, and beautiful. I notice/say "Hey you're young and hot, let's (get it on) like we used to" and I

Spoiler for sexually explicit:

reach up and massage her breasts through her top, and pull her down and lay her on her back on the bed, and (pull down our pants?) and begin intercourse (it's a vague sensation).

About this time I notice out the window on the street below (we're about the 3rd floor) across the street a military/security vehicle, white and cube-like and open like a jeep with some triangular insignia on the driver door (facing me) is pulling up and stops, I look away so that this will not distract me from the sex. During the sex I look down again and see there's a man and young woman in the jeep, I meet the eyes of the young woman and decide to show off, I point to my sexual activity and give the woman two thumbs up, she nods and returns a gesture and makes a kind of humping motion to indicate she understands.

My "wife" at this point seems like some sort of mechanical construction and the sex is unsatisfying, and then another of my wife enters the room with some things in her hands and indicates we need to choose some poster to put in to the plastic folder hanging off of the bed (it's somehow to please our cat?).

+(f) kissing a DC (redacted)

(later)
+ semi-epic multi-scene long: at the basketball level of childhood neighborhood park:
1) watching fencing competition, I'm standing on the sloping road leading down to that level looking down. I admire the performance of a friend of mine, the fancy thrusts he makes. Afterwards, I go down and want to meet him and imagine holding his foils in my hand and what sort of grip they have (there are two of them). I then move to the far side of the level and want to enter the hot tubs with the other competitors, at first there is force/gravity/wind that blows me a bit to the exit road leading down to the street but I recover and enter the hot tubs and have an animated chat about something.

2) a vicious angry dog is gripping the back of my pants on the belt, I'm trying to placate/distract it to get away. I reach around to pet it (nervous about getting bitten), pet it, speak soothingly towards it, I'm walking up the path to the middle level. Back down on the basketball level there are containers of (breakfast cereals?) on the retainer wall and I scatter some treats down on the ground and this distracts the dog.

3) I'm walking back towards the road to the middle level and see along the right a table of free cookies and other things, I think how great it is to work here to have these treats all the time. I'm looking at the cookies and take some into my hand, some look like big round really dark chocolate brownies, they're soft. Across the table I see a chocolate and red velvet muffin that looks awesome and I go around to get it, but some guy reaches for it as soon as I get there. Next to it is a full chocolate/red velvet cake so I quickly pick it up and put it on my (dirty with chocolate crumbs/sauce) plate to cut a piece before anybody can grab it, and I push it round a bit with my finger to get it in to the right position. The red velvet dude chastises me for touching the cake with my fingers which I thought I wouldn't have had to do if he hadn't have grabbed the muffin I wanted in the first place.

+ I'm moving down S avenue towards HC childhood home, the house on the left at the big right turn is being demolished and I'm surprised to see only the brick skeleton remaining among the ruins. On HC facing my childhood home, I see both the L's house to the left and the G's house to the right have new construction on them (new dreamsign, 3rd, 4th time this has happened recently). The L's house has new levels and some towers added on top, and the G's house is not much higher but the front has been completely redone and is has a lot of fancy details and decorations on the exterior walls. I'm looking carefully to see if new levels have been added and it seems like about 1/2 of a level has been added on the left wing. I'm amazed at how fast that appeared because this is the first time I'm seeing it, I ask my parents when did that happen, how did it change so quickly?

08:45

+(f) with financial advisers and parents, tell dad he should sell some stocks or other investments, he's hesitant

+(f) stuck in some stairway exiting a parking garage at a security station, there's a flat wide locked metal barrier (sort of like an ironing board but rectangular) a guy helps me out, a small lift lowers down I put a foot on it and ride it up, he says I stood on the wrong part of the lift, I don't care

+(f) (vague) (DO?) guy says to parent "you're the one who's going to kill him, so go you go first" (gesturing to the Tribes inventory station)

I was worried in mid/late morning that I had no recall. So I just kept relaxing and reaching for memories and some eventually came to me, then fell asleep and had the "later" dreams as well.

earlier:

+ long sequence of scenes in some hotel room / random buildings:

in hotel room, my colleagues have left (they have the keys?), I have trouble standing up and some people in the room reach to help me, but I'm annoyed at their attention. I go off to take a shower and am naked except for a towel wrapped around me. I'm walking through a large space with walls, mostly alone, I see a few girls on their own and think I could have sex with them but decide not to.

I'm on a ferris wheel riding with my parents. I don't like it, I don't want my safety to be dependent on some machine. I hold on tightly to the sides of the bench/seat/walls and look around, thinking about getting off when my seat reaches the bottom.

I'm talking about lucid dreaming with my mother, but don't feel like revealing I'm a lucid dreamer.

I'm hugging my pretty girlfriend but a uniformed officer is plotting against us? Walking the hallways, I nod to other uniformed officers who salute me back, and I look down and see I'm wearing a (honorary?) uniform with chevrons, I'm of middle rank it seems.

My Jr. high band teacher is advocating a revolutionary idea that we should move to using waterways for all transportation. I "remember" that I've got stuck before in traffic on the river and don't think it's such a great idea.

using a vending machine?

in a high-walled narrow corridor section of a super-store, at a sausage/salami counter?

later:

+ I'm with my ex-gf SB in a large open building space (library?) I take her in my arms, cradling her head in the crook of my arm and looking down into her face. I think she's been hiding something, and I ask her "What other languages can you speak?" Her face gets cold like she doesn't like the question, and goes and stands a bit away from me and says something? Back together towards the end of the room on a raised platform I kiss her but she puckers her lips tightly and it's not satisfying, then she relaxes and the kiss is sexy, she reaches for my (ahem) in my pants and grabs it and I say "Oh, my!". I reach for hers but have trouble getting in under the tight elastic of her pants/panties. I then think about how women's pubic hair can be brushed tidy much more easily than men's.

+ meet deceased father-in-law, I see him approaching me and I recognize him instantly, his hair is entirely gray and his face is more wrinkled, so he looks older than how I knew him in life but he'd been dead 7 years now so I think that makes sense. In the dream I know he's dead, but I think he's returned looking for his wife who died just this year. I'm very soft and nice with him and comfort him, he doesn't say anything but seems at peace. Very vivid, quite amazing.

+ son has set up a computer networking party at round tables in a large room, there are not enough computers for everyone, since I'm the parent I demand a computer for my use. There are about 5 computers set up with varying sized monitors and fairly young teens mostly are using them.

+ I'm superman trying to save the day against a bomb, enter building, and step on to a skinny platform elevator. It's a small oval platform with two poles, one on each side, and I wonder if my big beefy body can fit in between these poles and whether the elevator will work with me on it. It rises up to the second floor and stops, I need to go farther but the 2nd floor receptionist refuses my further progress. So I step out and decide to look for the stair, find them and climb up, on a large landing before reaching a higher floor I meet the foreign mad scientist and his assistance, he looks through my wallet expecting to see millions of dollars, but filps through the bills and counts (accurately) only about $20K is there, so the bomb doesn't have funding to buy the rest of the required materials. My female teammate scientist sets off the existing bomb design and measures it having achieved an impressive million degrees heat, but that's all that happens because it wasn't finished.

Lots of pee wakings, drank a full cup of water before bed, but it was actually probably the two cups of green tea a few hours before bed that caused me to wake up a lot.

earlier, about 5 hrs.

+ night baseball: I observe some fielding, (the 2nd baseman ran all the way to left field?). I'm heading out to the pitcher's mound, I'm taking 3 (softballs?) with me to the mound. I think I should give the other team one of the balls so they can practice, I hold it up and gesture towards them, and toss it to them.

I pick up a bat (I'm still on the pitcher's mound?) and prepare to swing at the pitch, I feel weak like I can't swing strong, I hit the ball but it's a weak line drive, I run for first base and just barely beat the throw but it's not clear where first base is, the lines are not clean and there's no bag there. I may in fact be off the base. The firstbaseman and a coach (sounds like Kyle Chandler?) are discussing this but I just ignore them and nobody tells me I'm out so I prepare to run for second. I think that I should be running as soon as the pitch is thrown. (I'm thrown out at second?)

+ doing an app with "wife" (not waking life wife): we're in a small office, wife's upset because the app is not going so well, I think it was probably a bad idea to go into the app business together with my wife. I speak in a reassuring manner and try to calm her down.

+ LD #128: childhood home, start in sister's room?, walk to parent's room, I think my dad is sleeping here by himself while my mom is sick, I notice he's moved the TV and other things to block off the deck-side of the room, I walk back in to my sister's room, my mother says that (some person's name) went to the Soviet Union and didn't like it, and her tone of voice suggests it was a stupid thing to do. I ask her what year he went, she answers 1987, and I say "well of course, if he had gone later he probably would have liked it a lot better."

I see spread out on the bed for me is my old GoodWill cheesy disco shiny/rayon fish shirt and a bright red patterned tie. I think I do not want to be wearing this shirt when I hear of my mother's passing away, if I'm at work when I hear the news I'll have to take it off and wonder what my coworkers will think of that.

(Entering the room again?) my mom tells me that she wants me to listen to a recording. I know it's a recording she made at night and probably shows ghost sounds. It begins with a loud sound and this is shocking. Then Then I hear a voice say something like "take this stack of books" and I get full-body goosebumps: I think I've heard this somewhere before and it must be a ghost talking! I get a vague impression of a ghostly transparent stack of books floating at me and I think I may have tried to take a book from the stack.

Then the recording becomes too quiet/unclear, and I ask my mother to turn it up, she doesn't answer, and I sit up on the bed and I keep practically screaming for her to turn it up, that I can't hear it. I notice my mom is not in the room. I start to stand up and suddenly stop and get the idea I may be dreaming. I'm pretty sure I am. I do a slow, methodical nose pinch and I can breath easily.

Now fully lucid I leave behind the whole ghost recording scenario, giving it a final fleeting thought as I leave the room and start to plan what I want to do. As in most dreams I immediately head down the stairs. As I walk down the stairs I think of trying more TOTM, then I suddenly remember my long-term LD goal: narrate the dream ala ~Dreamer~. I'm so happy that I've finally remembered to narrate the dream! Then I forget all about doing it haha. I'm more concerned about stabilization and engaging the dream. I rub my hands and look down to see them rubbing but there's not a strong sensation.

I get down almost to the bottom of the stairs where I can see into the living room. It's quite dark, like early morning, about 30% light. I think about using dream control to brighten the dream but don't. I decide to engage the environment and reach out and place my hands on the stair railing, and it comes into a clearer focus and I start to look at it closely and experience the feeling of it and then I have a slow fade to awake. Argh!

Awake for a while. Trying to sleep for about an hour, not making any progress, go online for about an hour. The cat is jumping around my room in a frenzy because it sees birds flying outside the window, so I banish it to the porch and try to get back to sleep. I'm doing a slight bit of SSILD, mostly just relaxing breaths going deeper each breath, and soon I fall asleep again for between one and two more sleep cycles! BTS success, yay yay yay!

later:

A really odd series of situations. They went on for a while but memory is mostly fragmented. Almost all happen in some vague large open room.

+(f) I'm looking at a magazine. It's not NSFW . But some girls come in to the room and giggle at me, thinking it is a NSFW magazine because I'm turning it sideways some of the time. I think they're annoying.

+(f) I wake up in bed(?) in this room and my (wife?), a few friends, and my best friend MR is there. I'm really surprised to see MR, what's he doing here? It's my birthday?

+(f) I'm trying to crawl back to this room, I'm in a house's attic crawlspace. There is construction material piled in places around. I'm holding on to the rafters pulling myself along. I think the room's been blocked but I manage to make my way back.

+(f) bunch more stuff going on in this room, forgot...

The dream recall leading up to the LD were not really anything exciting or long. But the LD more than made up for it despite being a slightly bit unstable: it lasted a good long time (by my standards) with 3-4 different scenes, girly stuff, accomplished TOTM, some flying and some breaking through walls, some lightsaber action.

+ at a beer garden choosing (4 choices) what I'll have for the next round consulting with the woman sitting across from me. I'm thinking of a really pale beer next round, something with almost no taste. (Don't remember the names but some had some), (decided on a house special?)

+ I'm at the far end of a long snaking narrow camping tent, a friend is outside. I see and say that there is no zipper/way out on this side, so since the tent is so narrow I don't have room to turn around, so I start crawling out backwards. I notice some dirty spots on the floor of the tent and wonder if they're wet spots from dirty boots. I finally make my way out of the front where my friend is waiting for me (the boot guy below?)

+ There's a man who says he must cover his metal-tipped boots when he's outside or else the reflection will blind people. He gestures to his boot tips and I see a chunk of metal near the tip. Someone discusses how "hard" your boots you want, if you get them too hard they'll make a lot of noise on wooden floors.

+ walking through some sightseeing place with people, fairly dark indoor environment, turning corners (going up sloping pathways?) need flashlight, I have one or two in my hand, then there are hundreds strewn all over the floor to choose from.

+ Walking down the main stairway in my childhood home, my dad is talking about the nurses at the hospital, how they used to have a thing around there neck that expanded, it was called a (???), I see one and how it expands, but they wear something different now. My dad has to go to the hospital, I'm now in the living room where my mother has set a breakfast table (for me and my dad?), I sit down and eat, there is a bacon and egg sandwich and more bacon and some other things. It all looks really good and I start with the bacon. (I pick a piece of bacon out of the sandwich?) my mother says not to pick the bacon out of the sandwich but I say "hey it's bacon, it's OK" but I fully intend to eat the sandwich properly.

At some point I wake up, pee, recall dreams, and head back to sleep, the exact place I re-enter is not clear.

I see the breakfast table again and it's messy (piled with cereal boxes?), it's still in the living room because my dad's going to the hospital so we need a segregated breakfast table (WTF?). My dad is now concerned about being late even though he got up really early in the morning. I walk to the kitchen through the dining room and I hear my dad talking and coming towards the kitchen from the back porch.

I don't want my dad to find me in the kitchen because (then I'll wake up?)

I fly out the living room window and immediately I realize I'm dreaming. It is a solid realization, I'm very happy I got lucid. The scenery is daylight, bright and clear. I'm flying low over a Eucalyptus tree coming up ahead, and as I pass over it I lower my right hand and let my fingers run through the leaves to establish tactile senses. I feel very little, maybe 25% or even less, I'm somewhat surprised, touch is usually not less than 50% and usually full. I grab a bunch of the leaves and form a fist with my right hand, squeezing them, and I start to feel them a bit better.

I then experience a slow, interesting transition (sort of a "pan"-effect) back into my childhood home's living room. I think of TOTM and am happy at having decent waking like memory. But then I just can't remember the basic tasks, for about 30 seconds I'm pacing around the living room saying "Right, let's do TOTM, the task is....the task is....it's...uh.." and just can't come up with either of the basic tasks. I recall at last the advanced II task of having a conversation with an object that doesn't make sound.

I walk into the dining room, crouch down in front of the marble-topped cabinet/drawers, and say "Hi! What's your name!?" I imagine face forming and it responding to me, but instead a black rectangle whooshes in from somewhere, replacing the cabinet, then vanishes, leaving them both gone.

Not upset by this, I just stand up and move to the living room where I see a coat rack, I immediately approach and say, "Hi! What's your name?!" (I think a face forms?) and it says "I'm Hank, and my son is Frank!" (I think the rack is covered with a string of lights, and wonder what they look like turned on?).

I go out (the front door?) and see a sloping hillside in daylight of exposed dirt and some plants (ivy?). I wonder if I'm still dreaming, if I am then I could fly, I take off flying and am happy that I'm still dreaming. I turn to face downhill, and see through a window of the house into the living room where Hank is still standing, he looks sort of humanoid at this point with a very large head, like a small Ent or a large mushroom man. I think/say "turn on your lights!" but Hank looks at me, shaking his head "no," and holds up his arms containing the string of (Christmas tree?) lights. I think he must be done working for the day and has already taken off his lights, I do not want to force the issue so I forget him and fly forwards.

Ahead of me (still flying) is some building, down below me a few floors down I see some girls standing at an ice cream stand. I can see down their shirts and there's some nice cleavage showing there. I land and watch them as I approach, there are 3 girls, young & pretty, one of them has dark sort of bushy eyebrows.

Spoiler for sexual activity:

This part gets vague but I'm pretty sure I squeezed one of the girls boobs and got some quick BJ action before the dream transitioned.

Now I'm in a stairwell and I think the authorities are coming because of my taking liberties with the girls. (See/hear some security guys?) I'm running up the stairs and decide to break through the wall, I run my finger in a circle on the wall and push out a section and jump through.

I'm in some non-descript alley/corridor between very tall buildings, and I decide as I approach a corner that I need a weapon, so I hold up my left hand and imagine there's a lightsaber handle there. I look at my hand and it's sort of fuzzy and transparent but I see it. I hit the "on" button and imagine/say that the blade will be green. I see sort of a 50% transparent green blade.

I walk by a guy DC and swing the blade through his body 2 or 3 times, (he falls down?). Then I see a kid walking with an assembled clarinet, and step up to him and slice the clarinet into 3 or 4 pieces, haha.

Up ahead on a higher floor (floating?) is a group of uniformed security. I prepare myself for a big jump to go up there and fight, I'm setting my feet just right and fidgeting then I notice a hot girl is floating down towards me, I imagine she wants sex, so I direct her to a bench and she starts taking off her clothes, then I wake up...

+ need to play in concert, and read a text as well, I'm wondering how I'll do both on stage at the same time. I ask conductor (MSK) when rehersals will be, he says "soon enough"

+ playing music lying on back on ground, the music is a syncopated 8th note rhythm: "DUT dut DUT DUT dut DUT dut" repeated, looking up at white ceiling (in bathroom?), some ceiling spots are dirty with a black spotted mildew-looking pattern, wipe black spotted dirt off, some guy concerned about (gremlins?) underneath us, I twist and turn trying to see what is underneath me and have trouble turning very much

+(f) practicing martial arts in a class, can't kick/land, I'm off balance

+ circular bar, sitting around it with a group, a DV friend forwarded email to forums containing my real name in the headers without removing it, revealing my identify, I'm very upset, and I keep thinking about this for a long time.

Outside in a large open area, I've done something good for a woman, she offers me a choice as a reward of <something> or a BJ. I hmm and haw and go back and forth "I guess a BJ would be pretty cool" but I'm not really into it seriously. We're standing outside and I'm embarassed. We're standing up against something (large chair, small fence?).

Spoiler for explicit sexual activity:

She opens my trousers and starts slurping on my schlong, which is flaccid, I feel it and it's good but I'm just not into it. She's doing it for a while and I'm still not getting hard, and I'm thinking of a way to politely stop her without hurting her feelings "Oh this just happens sometimes."

+ dark, outside, aggressive/angry man throwing rocks at me, I confront him, he's angry and approaches me threateningly, he seems to have an endless supply of small/medium sized rocks in pockets in his pants, he keeps throwing, I back off, frightened, I'm blocking with my hands, I feel the rocks smacking off of my palms, then 3-4 fireman coming from a building to the left, see the situation, rush the guy and tackle him hard to the ground, I'm happy, and make some positive comment about union workers.

+ epic: The Diva:

I arrive at a large building, outside, (there are young hipsters on stairs leading in to the building?), inside, in a row of seats, I sit next to the lovely "Diva", we make out sensuously and I rub my groin up against her leg and feel my self getting hard and think she notices it too.

I notice to the left and above us, 3-4 of my high school buddies (looking like they did in HS) have arrived, I particularly clearly see N and DD. I explain that DD was my best friend in Jr High because one year we had every single class together, from first period through 9th period. I say this a few times and a random DC sitting nearby is amazed.

I'm flying through the theater which is a large open area with tall columns, I will myself to fly faster and faster, swerving around.

I'm in a (hotel room?) with (the Diva and some others/) in bed, closely examining delicate, intricate small carvings from a white-ish ivory-like material. I run my fingers over the one I'm holding, amazed at the detail, say "it's like ivory." One of them is like a fish or bird with intricately carved miniature scales/feathers. There are a lot of little protuberances on the objects.

I'm walking outside the theater, look into a room and see a group of people seated around a table. I think this must be the Diva's/theater's staff meeting. I see a few women I "recognize" and try to catch their eye and nod in recognition to them.

Inside (the meeting room?), the diva's public relations staff is there, they say that I'm the Diva's official 3rd choice (of lover/man) (this is still a great honor). Such candidates must sign an extensive contract, I see large numbers like "4,000,000" there are many words, the contract places really egregious restrictions on the man. I don't want to sign. I see another man holding and reading the contract, he is trying to heavily modify it to be more in his favor, I think if he can do that so should I.

They're telling this man one of the conditions is to wear a small wireless network dongle and to tell them all of the websites you visit, then this device will capture all the contents of these web sites. I do not want to have to do this.

I decide this is a bad deal for me, and I want to leave without being noticed. While the public relation agents are busy with another guy, I sneak off to the end of the room and around the corner. I need to quickly put on my shoes and my socks, but my socks have been modified and I can't fit them on my feet, they've woven extra threads which block the main hole of the sock, I pull hard and break through these threads. There is another strange (bra-like?) plastic device attached to the socks.

I make a break for it out the room and down the hall to the stairway. At the stairwell some people are in my way preventing my progress. I make my way around to the top of the stairs but I think I'm out of time: someone's coming from the room. I see a (piano? narrow desk?) with barely enough room to fit under, I get down in there, it's a poor hiding place, if anyone's seriously looking for me they'll find me, but maybe if they go the other way they won't see me. I see the legs of someone approaching on a (scooter? Segway?), they stop and face me, I know they've spotted me.

(wake up? Think about the dream, and re-enter picking up where I left off?)
The Diva(? or a small girl?)) flies out of the building in a candy airplane (racing other girls in candy vehicles?) through a dangerous amusement park of her mother's creation.
Some of the attractions has her breaking through weak barriers. The girl says this is the first time she's done this. Her mother told her that (it's possible to get hurt?)

Decent night despite late bedtime, LD #126 (short, low lucidity)

Earlier:
+(f) trying to meet people, I call out my location, "Sol. and Sa. Pa." I think we're meeting on Al. hill

+ in a class with bad/strict teacher, studying words, a student stumps the teacher by calling out a word the teacher does not know, I think if you're going to teach a lesson like this you'd better study the words. There is a phrase I must work with and I have a book like a dictionary where I see some terms defined and I start reading from it, it's like a fairy tale entry on some mythological being? The text is black and red, it's not making much sense and people aren't listening so I stop reading.

+(f) thinking over my class schedule, why did I sign up for two English classes in different schools, when will I have time to do all the reading, how many pages were assigned?

+ playing with my kids as babies, "it's very hot in Cu.", It's very cold in Cu." and they echo back, we're rolling around on the floor wrestling and I look up and see an adult sticking her head in the door looking at us, I think it's my dad at first but it resolves into an unknown woman looks in, I say we're preparing for shower, smaller one crawls to closet with a passageway between the bedrooms, I follow to get him back, see girl in closet heading for me and I get interested, i realize its my sister and lose my interest, she's wearing a brownish turtleneck. She's blocking the way, and in her room is a leather suitcase being repaired with some dangerous glue so I have to go around to get my kid.

+ fire mall: outside city intersection at night, there was a fire and the fire department is here, the fire was to the right and the fire dept is blocking that side while ensuring that up the fire is really out, enter left side, a fireman extends the crosswalk timer to give people a chance to make it across. I enter the mall, go up to a woman's beauty salon up on a platform, I pee in an exposed toilet, a woman complains. And I say I'd do it again, step down and walk to the left of the platform and see a sign for the men's room and feel a bit stupid for using the women's salon bathroom.

I enter through the door and see a small shoe store there with racks of shoes all along the walls and think they really make use of all available space. Sitting down is an older middle-aged lesbian buying running shoes, "the advantage of running shoes is <something>" (I think that it's that they're good for walking, too.) The lesbian has a deformed foot, the front half is twisted a quarter-turn she says "I don't have AIDS!"

I'm walking to the elevators, miss one, get in another bit leave since my coat flies out of my arms and down a stairway, I go get it and it's now a glove.

Walking through the mall I see signs hanging from the ceiling advertising super fancy restaurants with long presumptuous names. I think they're really expensive but I'm on a business trip so could expense it.
There's a (gay?) maitre d', I'm trying to figure out the layout of the upper floors where the restaurants are: is it one continuous level, or are there separate towers on each corner that require using a different elevator (I say this out loud)? He answer and his voice changes from initially stereotypically gay lilt high-pitche'd to a deep man's voice, saying you have to leave enough time (because the elevators could be crowded/slow I think) and should try to arrive 10 minutes before your reservation. I see a huge (1 square meter at least) raw red steak on the shelf of an industrial press that starts to close on it.

Later:

+ LD #126: I'm walking on beach, I'm naked, almost walk into people, apologize in foreign language, where's my swim suit I'm a bit confused maybe I left it at home? Theres a girl at a big rock, people wont like me being near her while I'm naked. I go around the boulder to the right, look at the water, enter water put head under the surface, see clearly opening my eyes under water, think this water is particularly clear with good visibility, the water is knee-deep, I'm now standing, I look down into the water and see zillions of tiny fishes, then bigger odd fishes with weird mouths, I think they like to nibble on people's legs. One of these fishes comes near to me I think to nibble on me, its mouth gets larger and I see odd teeth, like large human molars, I kick the fish away from me and it slowly drifts and rotates, It now looks like the green glutton ghost from Ghostbusters.

This is weird enough to prompt me to do a nose pinch RC. The air leaks out around my fingers, it's not a free flow of air, I try a few times and the air keeps leaking out, I decide this means I'm dreaming and immediately start striding confidently out of the water, feeling like I'm in command of all around me. There are people walking around and a building ahead. everything is so clear and detailed, I get a bit skeptical about the dream and think I could get in trouble messing with the DCs if they're actually waking people, but I decided to go ahead anyway

There are mostly guys around, I look ahead and see a girl coming up to a glass door to a shop to leave it, and give her a "come here" gesture. She comes up to me and I tell her to take off her shirt. I'm running my hands along the skin of her back, she's hesitant and I tell her to keep on going. I bring in her head for a kiss and I see her mouth cave in a little and get a bit wrinkly. I pull back a bit and tell her "be young!" the dream transitions.

I lose lucidity, big deli guy makes me a turkey and mayo sandwich, he's complaining that "Szechuan Palace is stealing all my business".

Earlier:

+(f) something in a restaurant/club/cafe with people, sex?

Later:

Long series of different short (-ly recalled) scenes across multiple wakings, dream boundaries not clear. Feel like a lot of dreaming once I started to recall it all.

In the backyard of my childhood home, there is a huge ship (cruise) I'm jumping down from the ship on to the pier in the garden, and pulling/directing the ship with a rope, it's a far jump but I land and bend my knees

I'm on a train/subway, for some reason I must collect and go through the garbage, I find a grocery bag full of packages of sliced swiss cheese, I see the cheese with the holes in it very clearly. I say "with all the types of cheese in the world, why does this guy have to only buy swiss?" Someone else comments that swiss is awesome and it's OK to buy it. The packs of cheese look to be in perfect, new condition and I consider keeping some for myself.

I'm sitting at a table with some people, I take a drink from my soda bottle. A black guy across from me wants to smell it, he picks it up and smells it, he wants to take a drink I tell him not to "lip" it, I watch carefully and bob my head around to get a view of his mouth to make sure he doesn't lip it. He lips it and empties the bottle. I'm mad that he finished my drink, and several times angrily demand that he buy me another. We stand up to fight, there's another guy on his side, they both grab forks. The main guy moves in for the attack and I think of using a judo through [don't know judo], I grab him and try to fall backwards and throw him over me, but he's heavy and he ends up falling (on top of, near) me.

computers and friends: lots of scenes of 1980's PC computer internals, a friend's Commodore PET with a green screen (one piece) keeps almost falling off of a high shelf and I keep pushing it back up. I come across an "original MAC" (I know it's a reproduction done by some Asian company), it has a large square monitor. Some guy gets angry when someone unplugged his net cable ("Hey! That's my connection!")

A quick progression of images of my workspace/room. First one fairly large and OK with decent space, second one much smaller and desks much closer, and third one horrible: spots all squished together, no separators, when I see this third space I declare "oh, no!"

I'm sitting at my desk in a new office space/arrangement, there are tall large/bulky wooden furniture separating the work stations, my desk is at located at an intersection of two hallways on a corner, one extending off to the right, another behind me. My back is to the corridor extending off behind me. I think this is a fairly quiet location but if people start using it for walking around the office it could get busy, which would be annoying, no privacy. I stand and up see the work station of other guy, he's tucked into the corner of the building among these large shelves/cupboars/separators, it's a better location because it has no through foot traffic.

I'm gathering toothbrush(es) and toiletries to go have sex with GF, there's a lot to carry, I see a basket and have the great idea to put everything into the basket. This is much more convenient! I pick up the basket, it's unbalanced, and it tips over and all the items fall out, now I have to pick it all up.

In a cosmetic shop, two young girls are standing at the counter buying creams and scrubs, the clerk is telling them the prices of the items ("$48?"), I'm standing a bit behind them, I comment on the scrub and say it's done great things for my skin, the clerk agrees it's good but says it's expensive.

Earlier:
+ At a gym counter, there are several guys standing there, they turn to look at me?

In a racquetball court playing, mostly normal except for the referee in the court. I'm making some great low shots off the front left corner. My opponent makes a shot that goes by me off the back wall to my right, and I can't catch up with it and swing and miss it.

Later:

+ (semi-lucid) flying over seaside development. I see buildings below me. I turn and fly superman style with my arms out in front of me towards the 5th/6th floor of a large/tall apartment building, I see my hands. I intend to enter into a room there. I approach a window and keep on flying phase through it inside, but lose visuals. I keep imagining a room appearing but I lose lucidity.

I'm in a room with ex-GF SB. A phone rings (I think it's my wife?) I don't want to answer it.

+ Bunch of little scenes, no coherent transitions recalled:

I'm outside in daylight walking up a suburban street in hills, I see a car that reminds me of my first new car, I look at the license plate to see if it is my car or not, I think it's not. I ask to my friends if they've ever seen their own license plates appear on a car on TV

I enter home of a friend (I think he's Asian?), his mother has laid out a meal for him (sushi?) on a table, there's not much room to walk by the table up the (spiral?) staircase.

I'm walking down a hill on a country road that bends to the left. I'm walking behind son's gf, she's with her gf, she doesn't know I'm there, I want to say hi but not startle her, at the bottom of the hill I get her attention, she's very surprised / shocked to see me, she gives me a hug, her eyes are brown/green (one each? [wrong color]), she (cries?) wondering where my son is

I leave my car, I've left (a pizza ?) inside, I lock it with the remote from 50 feet away and watch the lights blink. In another place I'm thinking about getting into a car with other people, I walk by a street pole.

Walking by outside on street a baseball stadium (?), some guy set up outside baseball stadium charging for parking/entrance, I think he's a con man and the parking is really free.

At some point I think I've returned to spot of earlier semi-lucid in the distance

+ (semi-lucid)

Spoiler for explicit sexual situations:

I'm in a large open area, a girl is sitting to my right at a desk, I go over to her and whip out my (ahem), she sort of slips down/phases through the desk, I pull her back up, and offer it up for oral attention, she starts, the dream fades, I continue to hold on to the dream and it comes back (yay!), there are others in the room who disapprove, so I take the girl with me through a door to another area. This is a large open area like a park (amusement park?) and I move to sit on a bench. I look and see a stunning blonde girl walking 50 feet away from me, I forget the girl I brought and make a finger hooking "come here" gesture to the blonde and she starts heading in my direction. I think of sitting down on the bench naked with my erection standing up and watching her face as she approaches. As she gets closer I'm standing and she has a dark male companion, and another black guy in robes is approaching me aggressively between me and her, I use a gesture of the hand and imagine throwing them away with telekinesis. (I don't see them fly away but they're gone from the dream). I sit down and the girl begins oral, I'm thinking about intercourse but BJ is easier, she's wrapped up in layers of clothes/a long scarf around her head and I spend some time unwrapping it, eventually the dream fades.

I'm fully non-lucid standing outside in a place with tall iron bar fence. There are attack dogs there. I'm asking their handler/a guard how to avoid them. Some are normal dogs and they're not scary. Then the handler brings in some vicious/weird-looking slavering/barking attack dogs. He says basically you need to find some way to avoid them and I don't think this is very helpful.

Super late to bed, Very vivid dreams

+ summary: fly to Mt. T., how fast, overhead view, pace jet, land, empty water channels with automated mines at corner, teleport back home via phone call

I'm on the deck of my childhood home looking out at the view of the distant water and the mountain ranges across it. There is something in the way of the view of mount T across the water. To the right side of the deck I have a clear view but to the left there is something obscuring it. To the right I look at it, it is [false memory] like a little version of half-dome in the distance, sort of crumbling to the left side, a "bump" rising above the ridge. I take of and fly towards it.

I'm flying fast! I do a calculation of distance vs. time and come up with something like 1600 MPH. At one point I pace a fighter jet in the vicinity.

Coming up over Mt. T. I want to land at the visitor's center on top, I know you can hike there. Below me I see several choices, and I choose the one on the right where I see a big "+" sign from two long intersecting roads.

Down on the ground there are long narrow channels (empty). At a 90-degree turn to the left there are automated mine/drones that fly around and plug themselves into outlets (I hit away an enemy drone?). I get a call from (my parents?) and there's a big of simultaneous 1st/3rd person, I (he) needs to pick up the call then by hitting a button on the other end I/he will be transported back to the house

+ summary: in old PT neighborhood, more and more see businesses have moved in, very upset, should complain, a burger place is moving in right next door!

I'm across the street in my old PT neighborhood. I look at the house and it's been made into a Gap store, there's a postal mailbox up on a landing under a small awning. My wife is upset that this store has moved in to a residential neighborhood, it will bring traffic and crowds. How could they put a store here? I see strange street signs? I keep looking around at the houses on the streets around us and see indications that even more commercial stores have moved in: outdoor chalk menus, I see into a bar where people are standing (I go in at one point). I see that the neighboring home (there is no separation between the buildings) is planned to become a hamburger restaurant, I'm really upset about this.

+ summary: on deck next to lake, adjusting chairs in sun, fall in, see chairs under water, great white shark with huge crushing teeth; at our defensive wall, enemy group approaching, I call out warning and wonder when I should jump out with my (sword?)

Outdoors on a pier/dock next to a body of water, I'm sitting in white plastic lawn chair at the edge of the water. (I fall in?) I'm up on the dock looking down into the clear water and see 1-2 white lawn chairs about 10 feet down submerged (my wife complains that I let them fall in?). Underwater view: In the water to the right is a diver and a great white shark swimming around him. The shark opens its massive mouth and there are a number of huge, dull, thick cylindrical teeth that I think can crush anything.

I'm manning a (checkpoint? Barrier?) wall into our territory, I see a delegation of enemies (2-3) approaching, I call back to the leaders to let them know its approaching. I wonder when I should jump out through the opening with my weapon (a sword?) brandished, timed so that I do it right as they approach the opening.


+ summary: on supersonic open-top jet taxiing for takeoff, pilot is American, good I'll be able to understand him, he's southern with strong accent, crazy elevated twisting road [dream sign], pilot describes the meaning of the hand marks on the runway, at takeoff other passengers leave their seats for a good views for pictures, they're crazy I warn them, plane stars moving I'm not buckled in I manage to buckle before the G-forces become overwhelming

I'm on an open-top (no walls/roof) super-sonic jet taxiing for takeoff. I hear / know that the pilot is American, I'm relieved because then I'll be able to understand him when he speaks. The plane is maneuvering along raised narrow platforms, at one point it's turning onto another platform and I think there's not enough room to make the turn without falling, but then I see that an extension at the front of the plane is rolling along a parallel small raised path so the plane is supported. The pilot starts talking about markers on the ground (look like hands?), he has a thick southern accent and is not so easy to understand as I'd hoped. He has to always talk about these markers since the passengers always misunderstand them and get scared. They are marking points (where the plane is allowed to turn back?).

As we approach the take-off point at least 2 people get up and move around. One is a woman with a camera who moves to a little compartment on the wing and climbs in there (to get a good shot of the takeoff?). I call out to them to get back to their seats, they'll be blown away in the takeoff. As the plane starts accelerating for takeoff I try to buckle my seatbelt, I wonder if I can do it against the strong G-forces we'll be feeling soon. I am able to buckle my belt.