FryingMan

00:00 Tuesday 2014-09-02
00:20 pre-bedtime: day memory review, set intention to recall dreams and to be lucid
long time falling asleep, wife comes to bed later keeping me awake.

remee on

05:00? remee goes off in the middle of a dream, I (partially?) wake up, I know exactly what is happening, this is remee, is it still part of the dream or am I totally awake? I wait for the lights to finish, see if I can go back into the dream, can't recall the dream, remee goes off again in a few minutes, I turn it off and go back to sleep

06:41

Airplane/landing/video arcade/restaurant sequence

+ Sitting on an airplane, I suddenly feel several strong gravity-related events, like the plane is plunging down suddenly and I've become weightless due to this. I'm concerned, I think this has happened before on this flight. I see water/land approaching, WHERE'S THE AIRPORT!? It looks like we're going to crash, we're almost on the ground, suddenly a thin runway appears ahead through thick tall trees, the plane must weave several times avoiding the trees, I think the pilot's earning his salary on this landing. (I have the pilot's view for this part). There's an announcement that the runway is very short. An announcement comes on to prepare our things for landing, I'm back in my seat, gather my sandals, I don't really have much else with me. I'm amazed that I haven't gone to the bathroom for the entire trip, or maybe I went once? I take off my seat belt but we're not done taxiing, I put it back on, I think people should not start gathering their stuff yet because we haven't stopped at the gate yet.

At the front of the plane it stopped right up against the end of the runway, that was a close call, how will the plane get off the runway to make way for the next plane? The plane is slightly rocking forwards and backwards a few feet. Walking through the plane I see a seat section through a glass wall, the head rests are strange plastic patterns.

In the (planes?) video arcade: game systems are arranged in rows and columns, about 6 rows of 3-4 systems. There are game console controls and game steering wheels connected to the screen, the steering wheels must be for driving games, I turn one of the wheels to the side and let go, it snaps back strongly to the center position, I imagine there are some really strong springs in there.

I'm sitting in one of the consoles and see some young people come in to the arcade. There are two cute girls, they're sitting down in front of me and I'm checking out their rears. They are slightly fuzzy/out-of-focus for some reason. A guy comes in and comments to me "good time to be in the arcade!" (referencing the cute girls), I sort of acknowledge him as correct, he leaves and goes and puts something into a wall of lockers outside of the arcade, (he's a pilot?), I think I should not have acknowledged him, it might be risky.

Approaching a restaurant, in a large open floor plan like a mall, I approach one table and sit down, I have to sort of climb over the very thick seat cushion that runs around this circular table, there are young women seated across from me and to my left and are already eating. At a table across the room a waitress has brought an immense circular cauldron (1 meter in diameter at least, and about 1-2 feet tall) of some salad dish and is serving it to a person there, I look for and see the tray table that it must have been brought on, nearby. The waitress comes to me and I'm not sure if I should serve myself or let her serve me, I'm undecided for a while then she serves me and I'm not happy with the portion size (too small) and she hasn't given me the "best bits." I imagine this is a fixed-menu lunch and the other dishes will be brought around later. The woman sitting next to me has plate full of other stuff like brown curly pasta and olives and other things.

+ crazy racquetball: I'm in a racquetball court preparing to serve, I look back at my opponent and he's an old guy with a walker. Well that won't be very fun for either of us, how will he possibly play? He starts running after the ball without his walker and I think about shouting out to him to be careful but don't. He serves the ball and he doesn't bounce it first on the ground. His serves go long sometimes. I tell him he must bounce the ball on the ground first when serving. I play several points against him, he gets lucky unreturnable bounces off the back and front walls, at one point I'm running after one shot and my body/legs can't go fast enough and I can't reach it in time.

Now I'm playing against 2 former colleagues (BI from L, one other guy from L), we've been in the court a long time, the lights go out, one colleague unplugs a cord from a power strip on the floor, turns the plug around 180 degrees, and plugs it back in, I think this is "hacking" the light system and the lights come back on. A gym employee briefly looks in through the door at us and leaves, I think he's checking up on us. I see out the high windows on the back wall that CRT computer monitors are sitting there on a high shelf.

We play several points: I'm serving, and they both bunch towards the left side of the court: easy, I think, I move to the left side of the service box and launch a serve aimed towards the right corner, but the serve goes long. At one point they serve, and I call "short! second serve!" and then they serve and hit the side wall first, I call "double fault" (and think it's a triple fault because hitting the side wall is a double fault and they already are on the second serve). I tell them hitting any other wall than the front wall on a serve is a double fault. They ask can you otherwise get the ball to move sideways on the serve? I say hit towards the side of the front wall.

The guys are now on the middle of the floor of the court surrounded by boxes and are assembling Sun Microsystem computer systems. Sun went out of business, I wonder how many of these systems are left. The guys are very fast and efficient at assembly, One of the guys is quickly tearing off paper labels from a sheet of labels. I'm amazed and say so, they say they have lots of practice doing this. They both get close up in my face to say this, one guy right up against me so I can feel his breath, egads, is he going to kiss me?

+ I'm cleaning my tooth (lower front just to the right) with a very thin straight dental pick, I'm picking deep down at the root and scraping the sides. I think that superman can chew rocks if he wants to and not worry about breaking his teeth or his fillings.

+ I see a young man I know to be superman sitting outside a small office in a hallway, he's giving a sort of sales pitch. I know it to be a shake-down: he's warning them that they must properly maintain their typewriters, but he's actually going to break some of the keys on the typewriter if they don't pay him, and the keys will start sticking.

23:46 pre-bedtime: memory review, set intention to LD in night

00:00 Monday 2014-09-01

00:03 bedtime

broken sleep night: 5 hours, then 2 hours insomnia, and early alarm + unexpected breakfast duty = 5 hours "WBTB" (late morning sleep deprived nap, really)

05:32

+ I'm DO flying over a beach fast, the water is to my left, hills are up ahead, I wonder about the weather and (activate a pop-up control menu like SOA) to check it.

I'm DO up in the air my view is down to the street below me, moving up the game, I'm gesturing in the air like on a tablet screen to direct the path of "my" vehicle to change lanes repeatedly to swerve around obstacles like pedestrians in the road and bicyclists. I do these gestures several times (I think accompanied by quickly fading graphics arrows showing my path modifications). At the top of the hill (Cdr street in B) some bicyclists are turning left, I direct the path of one of them to get into the lead around another bicyclist. Then the race is over, there is discussion that the referees (I was one of them apparently) were unexperienced and allowed a player to cheat and win by exploiting a loophole, something about being 7 seconds behind.

+ I'm arriving via winding road to some location, I see up ahead is a dump truck (several?) filled with boxes of miniature game pieces. A strategic combat game using miniature models begins against other kids. Lots of scenes of deployments of tanks, infantry, warplanes. My turn begins and I place a plane into an attack position against an enemy plane, another player lifts up the "flaps(?)" of my plane otherwise my guns will not fire correctly, I see the enemy gun is in place to hit my plane as well using a rear gun. My plane vs. the other plane is a "260 vs. a 270" I'm looking up the result in the combat tables the result is not in the main tables but in the game add-on tables, I find the entry and there are up and down arrows to indicate the results, the add-on game table is made from separate small plastic pieces. My view if focused on the combat scene, and moves as I step around the models to get a good view of each battle situation, someone talks to me and I say "I'm busy" and I try to avoid stepping on the battle scene, I knick some pieces with my foot. At the end the pieces have changed into lego models. I'm thinking that using bomber planes is very powerful. I think I should win. Someone (Darth Vader?) is talking about fighting the (eog golum?) at the gate.

07:30 alarm, up for breakfast duty

10:00? late morning nap

14:00 it's probably late (IT IS!) out of bed, feel like I could sleep more, but must get up

+ choosing best seats for the football game, we're walking down near the field, we actually pass the goal posts ("aren't we on the field now?" I think), I think at this low seats we should see the players faces as the play approaches the goal line. At some point start actually playing the game as a player on the field.

+ on an airplane sitting in the aisle chatting with friends. At first I'm sitting on the armrest of someone else's chair who's not there, but then returns, and I move to sit in the aisle to continue the conversation. It's fairly dark/low lighting.

+ with a tour group on a minibus, getting off to visit a spot, someone makes a comment about something and I say "<wife's father's waking full name> used to love <that subject>". Conversation shifts to where's our destination, our exit, I say I know I feel that the destination is a bit beyond/before(?) the exit, we'll get there.

+ (long) Sex club gone wrong. In a group of young people, some of us move through a fence to an area where we'll have the sex club. Somehow the group is only dudes, and I think this is not right, we approach a cot set up on the ground, I move some folded towels/blankets around and think "how will we do this?". The activity is for everybody to sit around the perimeter of the cot and watch (help?) each other get off by pulling down one's pants, then shooting a stream of water from a hose at one's (ahem). I'm bothered by several points: 1) our pants will get soaking wet, so I say this and say we should take off our paints entirely in order to avoid getting wet. 2) There are only dudes here, that's wrong, at least there should be some girls here showing their stuff to get the guys aroused. MH and some others join the group and I think there are too many people. I leave, this is not right.

"Next day", I'm approaching the people waiting for the trip to continue, I see a girl and I pump myself up and say "let's get excited!" I go up some bleachers and MH walks by and I say "get excited! Are you excited?" MH starts going off on me about how I ruined the sex club, how I didn't know anything about it. I'm really angry, and say, "M, two things: 1) I invited you in the first place to the club, 2) (forgot)". I walk up to his bicycle which is chained to a fence nearby, pick it up and toss it over to the other side of the fence, crumpling it and destroying it. MH says "you're gonna pay for that." I'm walking back to the minibus thinking about how much it's going to cost, and when the police will be arriving.

I don't want to get caught like a sitting duck so I keep walking off the front/back door of the bus. Another ("bad?") girl is leaving the bus too. I know she's running away. I ask her if she has enough money to get to <some city>. She starts crying and falls into my arms, she has long black hair, and begs me "Help me! Help me!" At this point I'm another character in the show with a girlfriend, who's away, I hope my GF doesn't see this situation and misinterpret it. I'm going with the bad girl?

Quick scene of "my girlfriend" riding in a car in front passenger seat, perspective is from the driver's, she's doing a back stretch using the car seat as leverage, she's on her right side, with her head/arms bent back around the right side of the seat, and her legs bent around the left side of the seat (like a "bridge" but on her side), she successfully cracks her back says "ah that's much better" and I think that flexible people really have to go to extremes to crack their backs.

DJ 2014-08-30 00:00
+ Sleeping on floor of church, people enter and throw dirty flowers on us

+ epic multi-scene:*
I'm in airplane/helicopter looking down to ground (1000 feet up?) I ask "will a parachute work at this height?" I don't really want to jump. *I realize I'm sitting in a chair dangling over the edge without belt and quickly fasten belt

I'm indoors large open area a raised area before me, my dad appears young,50, I introduce my dad to some guys. *Talking with the two guys on my team. *Dad is running a seminar for students. *My teammate says let's put on wool suits for our presentation I agree. *(I go home to get my suit?)

At the presentation in a large open amphitheater/lecture hall. *My colleague has the program for the talks, I need to get it, I go to another room to print it out

Looking for a printer (see an "Epson" sign?) there's a large crowd of young people mulling around in a tight crowd.. *Two hot black girls are interested in me, one in particular is very forward and is coming on to me. * I stand right up next to her and we press our bodies together very closely, it's really exciting.

In the amphitheater our turn comes, do I go up to stage? No my colleague gives the presentation. *Our project is about determining the distance to an object. *The formula involves "i pi squared". This feels correct since it involves the length of an arc of a circle which a ping pong ball travels and bounces off of a wall to touch the target object and so determine the distance to the target

After the talk. *I didn't do anything, I didn't help at all, I didn't understand or study our solution. *My colleague gets a grade of 3/3, I get a grade of 2/3 (maybe because my dad is the director?). * This discussion is held while walking and we end up outside the shower room

There is a demo of our project in a large open outdoor space. *One of the problems is to automatically determine the direction of the target.

I'm given a chance to do another project related to this one. *I see a small contraption with a swiveling mechanism that can shoot ping pong balls, *I'm not enthusiastic about this be ause I did t really work on the first one.

00:00 Thursday 2014-08-28

Sometimes good recall is not a blessing: not fun, busy, disturbing, creepy dreaming night.

Woke with dreams during the night, not sure when each occurred, waited for morning for final recall, in rough order of occurrence:

+ (definitely first dream) long: the show featuring Bill Gates: at JT's house around the corner from company N. Bill Gates is sitting (in front of an easel?) outside on the street, I see him looking sideways and recognize his profile. Some cars drive buy quickly, BG is annoyed at them.

Inside a house watering the lawn carpet which is looking really dead and dried out.

I'm in JT's house, he's not at home, I go to his refrigerator and open it, it is packed with stuff, I see a carton on the messy counter I think "ice cream!" but if it is it's all melted. JT is having big financial troubles, (how can he go on vacation?). 3? mean appear in the house they're somewhat sinister, I'm talking with them. The company "N" where JT works (and I used to work) is just around the corner, that's why real estate here is so expensive because people want to live close to work. I say to the guys I need to go (to company "N") but it's just around the corner so if they need me I can return in just a few minutes.

+ Outside at a garden party? The subject of viarables and properties come up, you have to realize that the property is only an offset from the base address of the variable, I'm thinking about this for a while and know that people are confused by it.

Walking through a jungle path a girl is trying to solve the variable / property problem and I start talking to her about it but she wants to solve it on her own.

I'm walking by a door and I see M WP and he says something and I realize it's all just a copy constructor, and feel very self-satisfied that I've solved this problem.

I'm lying too close to the white, wooden garage door, if it opens it may hit my head, I'm lying with my back to the garden party, JT comes and sits with me for a moment in front of me.

+ Some outdoor place, there's a "soccer cage" where a guy is practicing his kicks against the chain link fence, one guy kicks a strong shot at the goal but it goes over the head. I (kick?) a ball into a guy in front of me it hits him, he kicks the ball it flies over my head, and drops straight down onto my head and I pretend to swoon. I look to the right of the soccer fence cage and some young guys are in a swimming pool playing with an inflatable raft, I decide to prank them, I fill my mouth with some white stuff and dive into the water. They see me coming but I grab the raft in both hands, press my mouth against it, and with great force (it's hard to do) I blow the white stuff from my mouth into the raft, creating a bubble inside the raft full of the white stuff, and leave them. Two creepy kids swim after me and constantly poke and grab me with their pointy little fingers, I keep plucking them off of me but they keep doing it, ugh.

Up above the pool are some tables, some women arrive there, one has taken out her pepper spray bottle and placed it on a table, I think it looks just like mine.

I'm leaving this area and a woman runs after me, she asks if I can give you my opinion on something, I don't want to but I follow her. I see we're approaching a little room with glass walls off to the side of a building, I think there is a public announcement board on the wall, I see she's posted a huge poster of her creepy smiling face, my first reaction is that this is inappropriate. Then I see that there are 3 posters, hers is in the middle. And I see that they are not still pictures but video streams, all 3, (there's a "play" button icon on the bottom?) they are election advertisements. I see she is doing some hula-type dancing and prancing around in her video, I see her wrinkled old bare midriff it's sort of nasty. I say that I think her poster is just like the other ones already there and that there shouldn't be anything wrong with it at all. I'm walking away with the woman and a man, the man leaves us first to return to his business, I'm walking with the woman and ahead I see a room open and light shining out (it's night now) and hear music, it's a wind symphony I hear the clarinets, I say I used to play in a wind symphony and expect her to ask me about my musical experience and anticipate telling her the answer but she says she plays guitar and walks away from me. I think then that I should ask if she played classical guitar but the moment has passed and I decide not to run after her, I've reached my car.

+ a visit with an incest-family on the moon, rapidly-multiplying identical children up on the stairs, my driver's license is expiring, visit the DMV.

I'm visiting some family, the mother is severely berating her mid-late/teenage daughter (blonde hair?) The mother is going on and on about how the father has been so good to them, how the father has been such a good father and a good lover both to the mother and to the daughters. I wonder why the girl doesn't run away but I realize they're on the moon. Inside their house standing below an open staircase leading up I see a kid standing on the staircase most of the way up. Then more and more and more boys andg girls start appearing, and they all look the same because of the incest. Then they start fighting and pushing each other off of the stairs.

I head back for the front door and realize I don't know/remember if I can open it, do I need my space suit? Does it lead into vacuum? I thank them for their time and say that my driver's license is expiring in one day so I may not be able to make it back immediately, maybe Monday. I think that I don't know exactly where to go, and there's a problem: I need a driver's license to apply for the license to take the test, so it's a catch-22. I think about a large room. I'm standing at the driver's test: it's a multi-colored merry-go-round, filled with young people, there's nowhere to step even they're covering the ground all around, I try to step around them. I hear that there are (175?) people in line for the driver's test already, should I go get the booklet and study first, or get in line and hope I have enough time to study? I know that there are questions about obscure speed limits and sign meanings so I should definitely study.

+ (definitely last dream, woke up from this) the slow-motion shooting assassination of "Diane Keaton Smith" at her concert.

Panoramic scrolling view of a concert area outside. There is a straw pillar where the rifle has been hidden, I see it slightly poking out. The scene keeps panning to the right and reaches the stage, the star is just barely visible now from behind a pillar, will she be shot now? Everything is in slow motion. She leans forwards into the microphone. She steps down from the stage and enters the crowd (ahead of me and to my right) she leans far forwards slowly and puts her face to some contraption (like a camera on a tripod), surely this is where she'll be shot? No, she walks forwards, it will be hard to hit her if she keeps moving like that. She's standing up and then the shot comes, it hits her head/face and her head explodes in blood flying everywhere. But her face is somehow still intact and contorted in a grimace of pain, (I hear a shriek?), she's facing my direction now and also the sniper who's to my left and behind me a bit, another shot hits her in the lower left abdomen. She's wearing white pants and a white top, now covered in blood. She turns around and falls slowly forwards, her back/butt to me, the gunman keeps firing and several more shots hit her body. Her name was "Diane Keaton Smith."

I wake up slowly and I'm rather disturbed by this final dream.

Well this is what happened, none were "attempts" per se:

Intro:
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I had 3 LDs last night, assisted by galantamine and Alpha-GPC.

At 4am I took the supplements, along with a banana and a piece of rye bread for "dreaming fuel" (and to help get the 300mg alpha-gpc capsules down, those things are horse pills!)

I spent the next 4 hours or so in a brain-busting battle to fall back asleep.

The HI (only blobby shapes and colors) were bursting in front of my eyes like fireworks most the entire time -- if only I could get to sleep I knew those would be awesome dreams.

My only goal was to get to sleep unconsciously and DILD.

After about 4 hours (having been in bed for 8 hours) awake, both my hips were getting sore and distracting me (I'm a side sleeper), so I decided to try my back (I don't think I've fallen asleep on my back in years, but I was desperate not to have a wasted supplement night)

At one point I think I had a near-WILD. I thought I saw before me a small portion of a concrete floor (I interpreted this to be the floor of a garage), it became a bit clearer, but stayed as within a black frame, which did not extend to fill my vision. I thought about rubbing my hands but it didn't seem that I had any dream hands yet, this vision of the concrete patch of floor stayed about 10 seconds and then faded away. I tried to relax and let it form but it just didn't turn into a dream.

Later I found myself seated in a room and "felt" the dream feeling, I guess that was a start-of-dream DILD, I later flew through a stunningly beautiful dream landscape.

I "woke up from" (transitioned out of) that DILD and was lying in bed on my back in darkness. I was thinking lightly of the awesome scene that ended that DILD, then all of a sudden:

It felt like the foot of my bed was suddenly heaved 5 feet in the air, leaving the bed at a 45 or 60 degree angle with my head pointing down, and that I quickly shot out of my bed head-first on to a steep wide slide: head first (pointing down), on my back, going fast down this slide with no visuals. I was fully conscious and thought this was great fun and wondered when the dream was going to begin.

After maybe 10-15 seconds of this I wondered if this was the dream, or merely a transition and I had to work to make a dream begin. I thought about turning over to my stomach, then I imagined I was in a dark room at the end of the slide, and cut my way out, and began the dream (I lost lucidity or forgot the lucidity, and was non-lucid at the finish of that dream).

I found myself awake back in bed again on my back, and again in just a few seconds I experienced the SAME transition all over again: foot of bed raised up, I flew out headfirst on my back down the dark tunnel. I do not recall if I simply fell out of the tunnel into the dream or if I willed it, but I found myself in a courtyard and continued lucidly for a minute or so before waking and worked on recalling all 3 LDs and the non-lucid parts.

As best as I can figure the two tunnel experiences were both DEILDs. I have never experienced anything like that and greatly look forward to it happening again as it was a real hoot.

I'm wondering if the tunnel experience was a dream or just a transition (or "noise?"). It's conceivable they were FAs instead of DEILDs and it was all a single long dreaming sequence into and out of lucidity, but looking back it seems most like DEILDs.

edit: I remembered: during one of the trips down the slide I very carefully lifted my dream hand to my dream nose and did a nose pinch, both arm and nose felt fairly insubstantial, not solid like in "full dream" -- proof that the tunnel wasn't just "noise?"

Interested in any thoughts/comments about these experiences.

And I'm wondering if it's possible to experience all this craziness without galantamine+choline. Maybe it just takes being awake for 4 hours starting in the middle of the night?

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Dreams:

09:07

+ I appear in a room sitting at a desk in a chair, I suspect I'm dreaming, check the "dream feeling" for a few seconds, and decide yes, I'm dreaming. I rub my hands and look at them before standing up. I stand up and turn to the left, I feel sort of propelled forwards but I remember: slow down, engage, Sensei! I look around the room and notice a large, bright yellow stuffed pooh bear on the be to my left. I do not look as deeply as I want to my mind is not settling down. I remember Sensei, I go to the door ahead to my right and and look around the corner expecting to see him, nothing except some purple splotches briefly appear before my eyes. I call out "Cmon Sensei, buddy, let's get going!" Should I behind-the-back summon him? I decide to move on down the hallway which is out the door. I reach the next room to my right and enter it, the way is blocked by an office desk it looks like a very cluttered room, I turn to the right, walk around the desk and face the window and look out: I'm astounded at the bright vivid beauty out there: twig trees (no leaves) of brownish color, in a landscape extending into the distance. I decide to fly out and see it better. I fly out through the glass window effortlessly and am outside and I'm blown away: more real than waking, vivid, clear, beautiful landscape, maybe a city in the distance? I fly slowly through it for a few seconds before I "wake up".

+ I'm lying on my back in bed in the dark thinking about the beautiful scene I just lucidly visited, when suddenly the foot of my bed heaves up into the air and my bed is at a very sharp angle with my head pointing down, I eject/shoot out of bed onto some huge slide, I'm head-first on my back shooting down this slide and know this is a dream or a transition into one. It is a TRIP I'm whooping mentally (at least), HELL YEAH this is awesome. After about 10 seconds I wonder where the dream is, do I have to create it myself? I imagine myself in a dark box at the end of the slide and I should cut myself a hole with a light saber. I see a weak translucent thin beam waving around in front of me, I think about cutting a hole on my left side an enter into the dream and lose lucidity (or forget this part if I remained lucid). There are 4 main moments that I recall of this dream, it was fairly long with a number of diferent moments, I'm probably forgetting a lot:

I'm in an outdoor courtyard there's a large table there I see an old TV there I push/pull the on/off knob a few times.

I'm among a thick crowd of young people, mostly young women, we're standing at a door, it's a talent show, we can't go through the door because the show hasn't started, someone says there should be more guys here. I just want to get back to my table but I can't because people are blocking the door and I don't want to go through it prematurely. I'm getting anxious about getting through, I eventually decide to grab the door knob and go through the door, saying I just need to get back to my table. (Some announcer is announcing the show?)

I'm walking/flying through obscure outdoor structures, I hear a female contestant start to sing, her voice is TERRIBLE she can't carry a tune, she's singing for 20 seconds or more.
I see in the distance my wife scooting off to return to the table? I want to join her.

I'm approaching a large outdoor field flying up in the air, there are a bunch of people on t he field, I think "Ronald Reagan was insane."

+ I'm on my back in bed in the dark, and before I can think of much of anything, I experience the raised-bed-slide ejection AGAIN exactly as I did before. This is freaking awesome! 3rd lucid! This time the slide ride is short, and I'm deposited into an open area inside a building made of reddish brown bricks everywhere. (semi-lucid) I feel compelled to offer my services, so I say "I can do security work, or entertainment work." I see a man standing in front of a medieval-looking curved-pointy-top door
and I'm lucid again and I ask him, "Show me the door leading to the beautiful naked teen girl!" He just stands there looking at me. Another man appears, and I ask him "Show me the door with the beautiful naked teen girl, NO, GROUP of teen girls!" He asks me, "what age range do you want, 20-18?" I say yes that will do, I'm anticipating it and getting very excited and I wake up with an elevated heart rate.

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Spoiler for NSFW, 18+:

I'm lying on my back thinking about the dreams, and my dream tongue seems active, oh! It seems I'm performing blind oral on a girl it feels like. I feel like I'm holding a leg in each hand, spreading her open. I try to use my tongue a bit more forcefully and it turns into my waking tongue licking the blankets.

I realize I don't remember much about the 2nd LD, and decide it was mostly non-lucid after exiting the slide/tunnel. I know I had 3 LDs and the first is not immediately on my mind I'm getting nervous that I forgot it but then it comes back to me, whew! I decide the 2 bed-ejection LDs were DEILDs (later decided they were FAs after some feedback from Sageous).

Trying to get back to sleep. Awake an hour? At some point it's 10:00?

10:00
+ I'm in a hardware store looking at a small device hung on a hook on the wall. It's a small batter-operated device and I want to place a battery I'm holding into it and watch it work. A store clerk walk up behind me and says something like "if you touch it you buy it" I wait for him to leave and continue my examination. I'm looking deeply into this device it is a battery of some sort, there is inside of it an odometer-like counter on value "75" or so. I reach for the reset button and the counter goes to zero, I flip a little activation switch and it starts working, I see the numbers on the meter start to increase again. I turn it over and there's a little toy train that starts moving forwards and backwards.

I look up and I see a young boy watching me pointing something at me (a camera? Looks like a pen?), I turn away from him because I didn't want to be observed, and realize I know him and look back at him, then a middle-aged woman is there and I recognize her she is his mother, she looks older, we start talking about something, I know her from the homeschooling park event. I say I didn't recognize them at first.

12:30 final waking, I had more dreams! Unaware and non-lucid though

+ I hear a group inside ribbing some girl, they say "You don't live in <my city>, you live in BORING-VILLE!" I arrive at a room they were waiting for me the tell that to a girl. I had been in the room earlier, I was outside picking something up (whiskey?) There was more here, forgot it.

+ young disadvantaged black boys were given hot dogs which they decorated with toothpicks and played pretend-airplane-dogfights with these toothpick-hotdog-airplanes. The man who gave them the hot dogs showed them a video about fighter plane dogfighting, he used to be a pilot. The boys were supposed to line up, raise their right hand ,and the man rhythmically placed the hot dogs into their hands (in buns) and shoot the hot dog forwards. I see several of the "planes" they're bristling with toothpicks. Two boys are playing fighter pilot, one says "turn right 3 degrees!" and makes "boy noise" machine gun sounds, I see a toothpick sticking forwards like a forwards gun.

The man went into the house and came out with a curious twirly pencil device. It was a pencil with with two broken match sticks placed half-way up broken 90-degrees and placed so that they were little rocket motors propelling the pencil around and around in a fast circle balanced on its eraser on the ground like a top. I thought this was awesome.

Then I'm standing at the back of a car with a few other guys and we're looking with great interest at the registration sticker on the back license plate in the upper-left-hand corner of the plate. We're looking at the numbers, and there's a transparent stick plastic film over the sticker and we (I?) peel this off and put it back on. I suspect this sticker is illegal. We're talking about the numbers. It's something like "243" with a small subscript 3 at the end.

I'm under the back of this car on the ground trying to reach for something. I feel a spot of wetness on my shorts on my leg like in a pool of water. I think of some explanation (my girlfriend dropped something and i was looking for it) to give in case the owner of the car comes back and finds me in this position.

22:30 1 scoop UYM protein powder with cup of milk
22:57 pre-bedtime: day memory review, set intention for recall and lucidity
23:17 bedtime
00:00 Tuesday 2014-08-26

05:19 epic multi-waking(?) long continuous dream of previous adult home, 2 lucid dreams within the mostly non-lucid content

I'm outside my old adult home watering a patch of grass. I look down to see what sort of grass is there because I want to change the grass of my current-day home lawn because it's too thin. I look down and chuckle: it's not just one kind of grass, but several different types all closely blended together: there's a patch of light-green thick-bladed grass, and next to it are other patches of 2-3 different kinds of grasses of varying shades of green and blade thickness. I stand on the big front sloping lawn and continue to water it a while.

I move to the left side of the front lawn facing the house where there is a strip of succulents my wife planted, and see them and tell her "your succulents are doing great, they really enjoy the heat" and I see some other plants that are not doing so well in the heat, they look sort of wilted.

We suddenly hear a sound, voices, coming from the open living room windows, it sounds like my wife's voice and kids voices? Is someone in there, or is it a recording playing? We run inside and there's a party going on, my son S2 is very young and sitting on a couch, it's (his birthday party?) there are friends there. My wife asks me what moment that was and I tell her "don't you remember? That was S2's birthday party".

I'm standing at the front door, heading outside, I look into the empty living room and see the beautiful wood floors, I want to always remember this place, and wonder if the memory of that room would fade in time. I look again and the floors are now dark brown, seemingly covered in the same granite tiles as the small entryway is. That's not right, I think, it wasn't that way before (WTF #1).

I'm lying on the couch (my head to the left facing the big window), busty milf IJ is near my feet, crawling on the ground on all 4s moving up towards my head, I see a mirror on the entertainment center is reflecting some part of her but it doesn't match her position. At some point in there I get lucid and

Spoiler for NSFW, explicit, 18+:

take my pants down, I think should I focus on her breasts or her face? Choose a BJ scenario, she reaches my (ahem) and begins, we go for a few seconds before

the dream ends / transitions.

+ back in the same house, it's night-time I'm walking around closing up for the night. I'm there alone. I go out the kitchen door to the garage, the garage is empty and dark, I look to the right of the door and the washing machine/dryer are gone, how will I wash clothes? I think that the light from inside the house will be visible from the street shining out underneath the bottom of the garage door, I close the door and slide the dead-bolt.
Moving into the dining area I notice something strange: the high window (false memory) has been removed and there are only some thin transparent sections that I slide around and move left/right, I see the screen has been cut (WTF #2)! Someone in our absence has removed this window to gain access to the house! I think of turning on the house alarm and hope that the motion sensors will catch them if they try to come in. I'm going to have to spend time replacing these windows calling a window place, how long will that take?

I hear the jingling sound of my old dog's collar when he moves but I don't see him.

All of a sudden I notice it is bright daylight outside (WTF #3), I'm really confused by this, wasn't it just 3am? How could this be? I look out the window and see bright blue daytime sky, I go outside and look at the sky and look for an artificial light source or some reason for this, (I see a faint 'morning moon' in the sky?).

I'm indoors it's (time for bed?) I'm on my laptop and all sorts of videos start playing, my wife is nearby, they're not necessarily NSFW but I panic at their appearance, and start quickly pounding on the ESC key, trying to hit alt-F4, the videos keep popping up, I finally press and hold firmly the power button and the laptop eventually turns off.

I'm standing in the family room it's dark, I'm looking out the glass door and see a reflection of something moving on the futon to my right, I get scared/startled (WTF #4), I turn and look at the real futon and see a pile of clothes there but nothing's moving. I look back into the glass door and notice (movement again?) from the futon, I go there and see some chip bags, one is open, it's cheetos, I look inside and a fly flies out of the bag, there are cheetos (and pieces of paper?) in there.

I see my wife lying on the futon, her head towards the kitchen, she has a mischevious expression on her face and she says slowly/seductively "I saw over your shoulder, I know...what...you..were... doing...on...your... laptop!" this is very out of character for her and I recognize this is a dream. I'm not nervous at all about being "discovered" since this is clearly a dream.

Spoiler for NSFW, explicit, 18+:

She continues to make gestures towards her "ahem" and she's making fun of me, an "erection" starts growing there under her pants, sort of cylinder-shaped with a depression in the middle, and she's playing with it with her hand. I direct her over to the stuffed chair on the other side of the room, put her kneeling on the ground with her hands on the chair facing it, and pull down her pants, I see her butt, "Be 20 years old!" I command, and she transforms to be slim and hot, I think about how beautiful she was in her 20s. I take down my pants (it takes a little while to do this), and she's then lying on the ground on her stomach and move to her face and initiate a BJ for a few seconds before

I wake up.

Heading back to sleep, I'm awake, didn't make it back into the dream, so I decided to get up and get a snack: piece of wheat bread with a small slice of cheese, a medium banana, and a cup of milk with another scoop of UYM protein powder, I always wanted to try it in a WBTB scenario, I have at least 3-hours of bedtime left so I decide I have time for more dreaming and want more lucids. After snack head back to bed and it takes a while but I eventually sleep. Did SSILD and relaxation and MILD.

+ I'm heading to McD's, I see my friend MR drive off from the drive-through. I'm heading towards the front door, step up on to the curb from the parking lot, a young black guy is standing there and he kicks my shin a few times, rapidly. I'm annoyed by this and stop and look at him and say, "Really!?" 2 more young black guys appear and I don't want to be bothered by them and head inside, but I turn back and say, "How old are you anyway, 13? You should be working in your community to make it a better place," at this I see some black girls who were sitting down stand up and prepare to leave, but one of the young guys says "give me your wallet!" and grabs for it in my waist bag. I'm holding my bag and struggling with them and trying to look to see if they got my wallet or my passport.

+ I'm standing in a house looking out a window at neighboring houses. The houses are built on a hill all right next to each other, wall-to-wall with no gaps. The entrances to the houses are up the hill, the body of the houses down the hill, so I'm looking up the hill into the windows of neighboring houses. I think I've been up there and remember the view looking down to the patio outside the window where I'm standing (false memory). I then see some girls in bikinis going out the front door of the other house and try to get a good peek. Then people are going out of and entering the front door of my house. A topless young person with longish hair and dark nipples comes in, is it a girl? It turns out to be a guy, yuck. Another blonde young surfer dude comes in following the other guy and gives me a "what are you looking at?" look, I feel a bit embarassed. I walk by a woman in close quarters and say "excuse me" to get by, she says "We've claimed the landing!" (?), I realize this house and the neighboring houses share a common elevated front door area and a common living room area. The walls are right next to each other with no space in between (so you can hear the neighbor noise?)

+ I'm playing cards with two other people. I check out my hand, I see a bunch of Aces and 2's, I think I've got a good hand, the player across from me plays the two of clubs, I wonder if I can play a trump to start getting rid of my cards, I'm arranging my cards in my hand, my cards suddenly fly out on to the table, I'm concerned about the other players seeing my hand, I gather them up, my hand seems MUCH thicker than it was before, I say "hey you guys added cards to my hand!!"

+ I'm playing a side-scoller video game, the game view fills my vision, I have some trouble controlling the character, I move him around, try to avoid a monster, have him fly/move up and to the left, there's a treasure on the ground I try to remember how to pick things up, maybe if you just move over it, there's a door to the right and I know inside the door is a chest with a book that raises your magical ability, I plan to go in there and get it.

(Some time awake, back to sleep)

+ I'm on stage at a sad memorial, I start to make a speech, I move towards the podium and a big black woman to my side knees the back of my knee to make me move a bit forwards and kneel down, I speak in a slow, tearful, sad voice and say "I realize that there are things you can change.....and things you can't change...." and I realize I may never see this big black woman and her famliy again and this makes me sad, I see a plane/helicopter, and say "... and I realize that it's hard to track a plane via radar from a helicopter"...I'm DO viewing the helicopter/plane chase, a missile is fired at the plane, the pilot ejects before being hit but he needs to wait before deploying his chute or the missile may target him instead.

+ I'm in a strength competition doing pull-ups. They think I won't do many, I'll show them. I need to decide on my grip: palms facing away or towards me? Towards is easier, will they comment on it? I choose facing me. It's hard to get the first pullup but I make it, the pull-up bar is too close to the doorjamb top and I hit my head slightly at the top of the pullup. I do more and more, counting higher and higher, then it gets easier. At one point I start falling from my position on the bar, I was using white athletic socks for grip under my hands, but they're torn now and streching and I'm holding on to the socks and falling from the bar, I reach up and get a new grip and keep going and counting. A young man with a young woman come and the young man starts competing. I'm then inside a gym's weight room (the pullups were done on the door entering into this room) and I'm doing pushups on a bar, continuing to count, up to around 30, the bar mechanism falls apart, and two women comment on my progress. A body-buidler shows up and asks is it OK for him to strap himself into position, and I say that's OK with me as long as it's OK with him that I take a break to repair my equipment since it fell apart.

I'm then going pushups immediately to his left, and I see a magazine/comic book on the ground. The dream transitions to seeing faces like the cover of the comic book, in expressions of shock, and one "wipes" his face it's very wet. At the end I see some image of a celebrity walking with a small dog like a dachshund.

00:00 Monday 2014-08-25
01:00 bedtime way late couldn't be avoided will get back on track tonight

+ I'm standing in line to buy a watermelon, I see a few people in front of me the clerk is in a sort of outdoor kiosk, he weight it and bags it and hands it to the customers. My turn at the counter, I realize I have no cash, "Do you take credit cards?" I ask, he says no, I'm bummed, he says "but you can sing for it!" I say "I was a boy scout, I know tons of campfire songs!" I think about singing Gamber's Blues. He says there's a room where I can go and prepare, and they'll be there in about 10-15 minutes.

+ I'm in an opulent furniture store with my wife. I know we can't afford the things in here. I think rich people come here and change their entire decor on a regular basis. There are fancy / beautiful large dining tables, and dining sets (including salmon-colored biscuit holders/bowls stacked in an elegant pile on a dining table in the center). I see a small white ottoman/couch across the room, at first looks like an ottoman but then I see there's a little seat on the other side of it, I think about sitting along the backside of it. I'm folding up a long collapsible dining table with some people, looking underneath to operate the clamps that hold the different parts together, and older man takes the end piece of the table and flips it over upside down in his arms, I thought it would be too heavy for him.

+ There's a large (10+ meters square) painting hung on the wall ahead and to my left, I look at it it seems to be a lovely scene, the painter comes and says how much he hates that work, a (wo?)man arrives and raves about how great the painting is and buys it, in the distance there are people (including gay men?) sitting on couches.

+ I'm eating donuts in the office, there are so many available, it's against my diet, I take a bit of one and show it to someone that it's filled with apple.

+ There's a meeting that's going to kick out my wife I will not recuse myself, they say she earns $124 million / year, I think that means I could easily get $4 million per month from that.

+ My wife is giving a lesson and I call her student "that guy" because I can't remember his name, she gets upset at this (this was a rare "daytime recall" that came in when I couldn't remember someone's name, and the association just hit me)

00:00 Sunday 2014-08-24

Messed up night, taking family member to airport EARLY.

00:30? bedtime

03:15 alarm
03:45 alarm wow felt awake the whole time but that went fast.

07:00 back from airport, BTB, slow to sleep

Lost of vibration moments, haven't felt those in a while. Lots of HI but no dreams forming, almost start to see skyscrapers forming from the HI and hope to enter an urban city scene but it never happens.

10:30 final waking, try to sleep again, get relaxed and close to sleep but decide to get up to keep the new sleep schedule

11:30 (actual dreams distributed over 3.5 hours, the lucid was early on and the first one of the bunch) up out of bed

+ I feel totally awake, I'm in some house walking around a corner from a hallway into a living room, deep in thought, do a random/habit nose plug RC for no particular reason (this is hopeful, maybe I'll get more of these now!), I can breathe, that gets my attention, I do it again, yep I'm dreaming! OK: slow down, engage, meet Sensei [major ongoing new dream goal], but I feel dizzy and the dream ends just afterwards.

+(f) yellow-vested subway workers like to ride on the roof

+ I'm at the dentist he's working on my right lower backmost molar, I can feel that there is a big valley in the tooth now an tell him he went too deep. Riding the dentist's customer shuttle bus standing up near the front with wife, the dentist is driving, he wants us to clean the bus for him (in payment?), I'm confused about when we're going to do this, I think we're going to do it on Tuesdays and Thursdays. We need to get off and I don't want to clean it now, he says just a quick cleaning and wiping down of the hand-hold bars that line the bus. I look around and see piles of dirt on the floor and a small pool of dirty water on the floor against the back seat, we get off. I see a restaurant to the left and one to the right, to the right is a Mexican restaurant with a name and neon lights ("Mexican slide?").

I'm standing outside a food vendor kiosk, I take a look inside, it's a real total mess, garbage strewn everywhere and tons of wrappers on the ground, I think that the food cookers don't clean it and a specialized cleaning crew comes to clean it the kiosks. I pick up a toasted hamburger bun and a (slice of tomato? a pickle?) and intend to use this to soak up the pool of water in the van. I should bring some paper towels, a half of a sponge, and a cleaning bucket to help. My wife takes the hamburger bun out of my backpack because it's nasty to be carrying that thing around.

Pee in a toilet at the top of some stairs, using a portable toilet bucket as a container for the sprouting cup, I wonder if I should carry it in there

+ I see a pile of bright coins outside sitting on their own, I look for subway tokens and choose one bright copper-colorer coin and leave the rest. I'm walking/running somewhere and I see across the street a former work colleague out for a jog, he's talking to someone.

I visit my "old workplace", it's very dimly lit. I enter a work corral area it's an open square area room with a large square "lab" area in the middle with cube/desks placed all along the perimeter around the outer edge of the square work area. This is my old group, I see they're still working on the project. They ask me if they should close the circuit on the trucks, I say I don't remember. The lab is made up of long rectangular boards/platforms that can tilt up and down, and they're testing (little toy trucks?) to see how well they roll, I inspect some switch to the side. I say this is a really cool area with the cube/desks on the outside of the lab area.

I suppose I should walk around to say hi to all my former colleagues, there's SunSh, she says a really small head and is wearing a cap that looks like the tip of an eggplant including the stem which is sticking up in the air, she's just staring at me. I walk around and say a short hi to people sitting at desks, mostly young women (see a redhead), nobody responds to me hardly at all, I feel sort of humiliated by this complete indifference to my presence, and very unenthusiastically say "hi...yeah...great to see you...".

I walk by a cube and see a pile of trays of taco casserole. A woman says that the chef will be giving a very boring presentation, and that I should just tell the wifes/mothers (sponsoring this lunch) that I can't make it, I plan to do just that.

22:52 pre-bedtime Day memory review: first let memories arise, feeling that each one is a dream, then run through the day in order in detail

23:30? bedtime

00:00 Saturday 2014-08-23

multiple wakings with recall, lost early recall, later recall fragmented, lots of long dreaming sequences most lost ARGH! Must get myself to record or at least seriously try to DEILD on the earlier wakings. I recall trying to determine during one waking if one early dream was lucid or not.

07:40 up and recall (15-20 minutes at least), quick keyword journal, try to sleep again, get close but just too awake

+(f) a guy is messing with my computer print-out, "stop wrinkling it!"

+(f) rub the completely flat head top of a really big/fat kid, the flatness is due to the haircut, the head is mostly normally shaped but the hair is grown around the side and back of the head so that it forms a flat surface.

+(f) kids are breastfeeding other kids? Medium-length sequence, forgot most of it.

+ leaving the seats the kid runs past me to his dad in another row, I stand and bow and let the people past me in the aisle (that's all, short).

+ big people have a purpose: they make great store clerks lifting heavy things, I see these big guys carrying large things around, one gathers my order with me in the back, I remember my machete and go to another shelf, I see lots of my things, I find my machete / large knife, pick it up, gesture towards the clerk showing it, I hold the handle and realize it's not very comfortable, the handle is a bit too short.

+ computer competition with MO and PMcC, we're tasked with finding a bug in the system (like in The Internship), we walk up a stairway through a door and sit down in front of some terminals (like old ADM3A terminals) , one in front of me, one on the ground near my left foot. I take off a glove (it looks like a gray/black rubber dish glove, I wonder what my friends will think of me wearing such a glove), I toss off glove towards the ground, and it lands on the right-side of the keyboard of the terminal on the ground, three fingers separating and simultaneously hitting the CTRL, ALT, and DEL keys which light up as they're pressed. I say "Hey, guys, did you see that, the glove hit CTRL-ALT-DEL!".

+ I'm watching a game of baseball, I'm standing behind a short fence along the first-base line. I see the pitcher wind-up and pitch: it's a fast-pitch softball circular style of pitch, the batter hits the ball, it's a pop fly, the fielder is right there, it should be an easy out, he lifts his glove and the ball bounces out of it so the pitcher can continue running the bases. I realize that a fielder and the pitcher are giants: at least 2-3 times the size of a human. The pitcher signals the outfield to approach closer, this is because a human has come to the plate. Next a female giant comes to the plate and really hits the ball out of the park, I see it come down out of the sky beyond the fence (by some Eucalyptus(?) trees), it's a home run. After the game, the giants eat the humans? Later on there is a casting call for another baseball game, it's a TV show. Females are not allowed, but I say I saw a female giant in the last game, the guy says that's because it was her personal show.

09:09 up out of bed, DJ on DV

22:30 pre-bedtime, 1mg melatonin @ 22:00 for resetting bedtime, memory review, set intention for lucid dreaming in the night

22:52 bedtime (yay on schedule!)

(didn't need to consult notes for anything but time of the entries, <but used the one-sentence summaries post as a reminder>)

03:25

+ childhood neighbourhood: on a bicycle at the top of the park on F blvd, old bully MB is there but we're on good terms, I say "this is what you can do a on a bicycle!" and I ride to park-left, up over the curb, and gain speed and ride towards a place where the curb forms a jump and jump WAY up in the air, performing several (3?) back-fiips together with the bike, then steady upright slowly floating down to the ground spin the bike side-ways underneath me in a circle several times, and land on my feet with holding the bicycle up in the air by the seat stem in my right hand (ta da!).

Walking up towards A. blvd above where it meets F blvd past the park a group of girls is there and they're talking about something (networking?) which I disagree with, then they talk about wine, why not grow it here? I think you won't get much, and say "What'll you get, 100 cases? Well, we could sell it at the park for $3/bottle".

At the base of the hill where A and F blvds meet I go DO up in the sky and observe the scene of an accident up on the F hill towards S ave. There are 4 what appear to be motorcycles stopped with their riders, there was some accident there. Close up zooms in to one young Asian man trapped in his "pod" his internal organs are all failing due to the heat inside the pod, he says "No, don't try to save me, save the <ones who come after me>" (who aren't there yet?).

+ I'm standing outside observing lovely golden California hills, standing on a long steep slope (right side facing down the hill), I see to the right the hills go way down to city/the bay. I think I really want to do some hang-gliding here, from here all the way down to the bay. I think that it would be good to try out the hang-glider on a short flight first to make sure it won't collapse on the long, high flight down the hills.

I'm indoors talking with some guy about an <antennae?> that will raise altitude, either he or I make a comment about the updraft winds that would be involved.
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The MOTHER of all "wake can't get back to sleep"s at this point. Some SSILD variants.

05:10 can't sleep, get up to kitchen, sit with cat on lap and drink milk, read a bit from "Nine Princes in Amber" (zillionth reread).

06:15? try back to bed. Still can't sleep. Another hour goes by?

Should I get up again? No. Argh. Counting breaths. Too aware. Fast SSILD

Letting go. Yes, there's some drowsiness there but it's really remote. I just *KNOW* there are some LDs in me waiting to happen, just waiting for me to sleep. My strong intention setting at bedtime is probably keeping me up. Also, I went to bed earlier, in a very firm strict re-setting of my sleep schedule.

Let go on exhale, let go on exhale, total physical and mental relaxation, empty the head, LET GO on exhale....and at some point I fall asleep.

08:57

There were a lot of little scenes, very jumbled, took me quite a while to make sense of them during recall, didn't totally succeed.

+ I found the cat's laser pointer pen, it was by the sink in a <glass of water?>, I try the controls, I poke around and find the button that activates the laser. A bunch of weird stuff has grown around the head of the pen, sort of a ferny-forest of white plastic tendrils, I have to move them all out of the way so that the light beam can shine. I mov e down the hall to the room where the cat is (it's dark), I shine the beam, I see the beam shining through the air and hitting a chair, and the cat <bats at it?>

+ I drive my son S2 to wine store, and I remain in the car, and wonder if anyone will say anything about that, I see a little bit of the store inside the door I see containers on the walls. I watch S2 through the glass window being shown the wine by a clerk, they walk to the left side of the store at the edge of the window, I see the clerk take out a sommelier sampling cup-thing and pour two samples from what look like thermoses, I wonder if I can try the samples but I'm driving. <S2 is too young to be drinking, should he be sampling it?>

+ girlfriend montage:

My GF invites me over to her place on the phone, she wants me to arrive at 11:15pm, I say I can't do that because it's too late and my parents won't let me, I think she may think I'm a wuss for being controlled by my parents so much.

I'm with my GF, she's really mad at me, the way I speak to her, she gives several examples of phrases I've used which make her mad, she thinks I'm being impertinent and short with her, I disagree and ask her to give me a concrete case where I did this, and I give an explanation that I was <talking to a friend in some way that made sense that I used that phrase?>

I <follow her?> enter her room feeling bold about we can have some "action", I catch a glimpse of someone else <her sister?> in the room and immediately turn to leave back out to the hallway, I get a bit bolder and think "no I'm going to do this" and re-enter the room, <don't see anybody else there?>, see my GF then make for the door again to leave, I see her mother (darkish skinned middle-aged woman wearing glasses quietly sitting in a chair not paying me any attention), I walk past her without saying anything, I think, heck, it's my GF's mother, I should at least introduce myself, I go back to her, extend my hand to her saying "Hi, my name's <my name>" and wait for her hand, she offers it and I shake it, I notice that she's REALLY small, like midget-proportions about 2-3 feet fall max and think that this explains why my GF is so petite.

I can't remember my ex-wife's (false memory) name, and that bugs me. She had blonde hair and I recall taking her to my bed in my room.
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+ I walk up to a "sleeping" girl lying down and bend down to kiss her, as I'm about to touch her lips her lips pucker up, her eyes are still closed, I get lucid at some point during the fairly long (10 seconds, yeah that's long for me when lucid, sigh) deep "snog", I'm thinking about trying to maintain focus and awareness but I wake up/transition (not sure which).

+ Walking into a party in a fairly dark room, some guys are mixing/distilling a drink flowing out of a tube into a (blue?) pot on the ground in front of them, a girl is standing against the wall and puking on the floor, something about little gummy candies (either in the puke or the drinks) and she was looking at them. I recalled after walking around a bit that I should gave goosed the busty but unattractive girl I saw when I first entered the party.

Heading up a spiral staircase don't want my friends to see me, they see me, I look into their bright blue eyes, one is a young JoDu, they say something to me but I quickly walk on past them (prelude to the party?)

+ closely contemplating a home-made electronic telephone. The handset is to the right of the phone body which is large and square (1 square foot) and is covered in some sort of plastic/cellophane. Inside underneath the cover and top of the phone body can see a glimpse of a circuit-board. The handset does not sit up right against the body of the phone, I reach in there and pull out a <sock? wool cap?> and it then fits better.

23:18 pre-bedtime 3mg melatonin
00:00 Monday 2014-08-18

04:00 alarm, 2 x 4mg Galantamind, 1x 300mg Choline Bitartrate, 1x 300mg Alpha-GPC, 1 large rye cracker, 1 banana, immediately back to bed

(no recall, just vague impressions, not even fragments)

05:00 still awake

05-06? very stimulated, familiar body buzzing feeling on G + Ch, difficult to get mind to stay at rest, "relieve tension," BTB

fall asleep somewhere around late 05? or perhaps 06?

06??

+ I'm lucid sitting on a bus, feel unstable, turn around to my right and see a guy sitting in the seat behind me smoking, I grab a strap that runs vertically along his body with my right hand and hold it firmly and say to him, "NO SMOKING ON THE BUS!!". I'd like to stabilize and get deeper into the dream but I can't take my right hand away (like if I did the dream would end) and I can't reach the right hand with my left. I lose visuals and I'm holding both hands on the bar on top of the seat in front of me. The bus starts pitching up and down violently like a ship in tall ocean waves, I feel the bus pitch down sharply and my body lifts up off the seat, still holding on to the bar in front of me, I wonder if the bus is going to start flying into space.

Transition: I'm now a DO flying above behind and to the right of a bus that's driving on a road. The world is a flat-shaded cartoon world: a lot is white, and it's very blocky. The bus turns left at an intersection and them pulls over to a building and stops. I call out "Hey are there any cartoon girls in there?" I see a little guy get off the bus and head in to the building, I follow him and call to him "are you going to show me your cartoon <ahem>?"

+ In a house, in front of a mirror, I pick up an electric toothbrush and turn it on. The sensation in my hand gives me an idea and I place the fairly strongly vibrating toothbrush in a NSFW way in several different positions looking for the best sensation.

+ (I may have been walking through my kitchen at one point). I have a shirt with a large red food stain on it, I feel generally kind of nervous/edgy. I'm outside my kitchen (on a patio?) looking down at my shirt every once in a while, when my friend MR appears in my kitchen looks at me picks something up in his hand and says "Hey <my name> why aren't you eating these pancakes?" I'm thinking those pancakes were cooked some while ago and may not be very clean. He takes a bite and says "pancakes are great for digging out cavities!"

+ colleague JT is holding a joint press statement with the police, they've found his kidnapped son after a long search, he's calling for leniency on the kidnapper -- his wife is hot and busty I see her topless with her arms over her head, get lucid, and enjoy the view and perhaps think about leaning in for some contact for a few seconds before waking up.

+ I'm standing in a hallway (feels like a house) and am immediately lucid. At the lucidity I notice the walls change from uncolored to colored in a modern color scheme: muted warm colored rectangles, smoky translucent glass arranged in patterns. I turn to my left and walk ahead slightly, my attention drawn by incredible colors and patterns. On a (bed?) in a room there I see a pile of cube-shaped pillows (about 4-6 inches on a side) that have a mixture of many different colors in various patterns (mostly straight/triangular lines). I'm astonished at the vivid colors and look at the scene for a few moment to make sure I can remember it. I remember TOTM basic (I) (foreign word) and turn back to where I started expecting to find some people. Just ahead I see the hallway open into a large open area and DCs are mulling around there. I walk up to one and try to say "tell me a foreign word and what it means," but I can barely open my mouth and can barely make any sound. I try again with another DC and the sounds are severely muted like trying to talk under water, the DC just walks away, I try once more and the DC looks at me with a quizzical "say that again?" look, and I slow down and try to speak very clearly. I think it comes out better and the DC answers something like "fribblety-splat". I repeat it back to make sure I heard it correctly. Then I ask her what it means, and she answers "the kakashka is in the F. U." Despite the success I go on to ask a few more DCs in the area and now I can speak clearly and freely. I'm eyeing some DC girls as they walk by, like one, then pick another (long curly blonde hair),

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and plan an encounter that calls for her to sit down. I look and see a counter with chairs that might work and I maneuver her there and sit her down and turn to face her. I pull my pants down (with some difficulty) and reach for her head, she's pulled away some, I do a jedi mind trick ("it's my dream you have to do what I want to") and she leans forwards, and right before the magical moment

I wake up.

08:15?
awake, recalling dreams, trying to get BTB, jerks are playing loud music outside somewhere

09:10 ? receive phone call, stand up answer it

Back to bed. I'm quite awake. Should I just get up for the day? NO! I feel I have at least one more LD in me and I'm probably still on the fumes from the G. Boy, I'm awake. OK, if you want it, you have to work for it. You've worked for this, you know what to do, DO IT!

So I do counting breathing up to about 50, that's not helping much, the counting is keeping me too aware. Do my classic sleep kung-fu: on every exhale, sink deeper into relaxation, let EVERYTHING go: mental, physical tension, on EVERY breath, let more and more go, let everything go! And in a short while .... I sleep!

+ I'm lucid in super crowded indoor space like a bookstore. I don't remember anything before this moment of lucidity. YES made it, 4th LD!, Start to to stabilize by rubbing my hands, hey, ... why not rub that cute girl's butt instead? I reach for her butt but she somehow knows what I'm doing and scoots off away from me really fast, I decide not to chase, I think it's pretty funny! Wow this is crowded, mostly young people, cute girls, push past them through a doorway and turn to the left. OK, NOW it's time for a girl! Wait...no, stabilize! I stop and rub my hands, and pound my chest with my fists a few times. At the pounding a DC who was sitting down next to me is startled, and gets down on the ground and scuttles/runs away like an insect. She was wearing a dark/black burka, like a muslim. I thought that was sort of funny/weird. Ah ha, I want to carry a bottle of water with me to stabilize! I think I'm holding a bottle of water and look down at my hands. WOW TRIPPY, my hands and parts of my arms to the wrist are not fully rendered yet by my brain, it looks like I'm wearing black translucent long gloves with bright lines circling all over and sparkles all over them, then I see the "paint" of my skin color creep quickly into my hands. Looks like a computer graphics effect! I'm now holding an empty bottle of water. I will for it to be filled with water. Wait a minute, no, Beer! Be filled with Beer! I see it fill with liquid. I upend the bottle to take a drink with my head back and my mouth open, and a few modest sized splashes of water (darn didn't get beer) hit my tongue and the roof of my mouth at the back of my mouth, the sensation is entirely realistic. I move the water bottle to my left hand. I remember my goal of chewing dream gum to stabilize and stay in the dream, I reach my right hand into my right pants pocket expecting to get some gum there, I feel a lot of coins and something like a wrapper, I bring my hand out and see some coins and an empty wrapper, ah well. I walk forwards (back the way I came) and people are still everywhere, I see a petite girl sitting in a chair

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and tell her to "show me your tits." I'm prepared to jedi mind trick her but she complies and starts taking off her top. I'm standing there watching and taking a drink from the water. I think this is taking too long. She gets her top off and I see her skin she's wearing a bra. I get quite excited, she starts taking off the bra and I

I wake up. I'm quite pleased that I got in my 4th lucid in one night, I'm really happy about this. I'm in a hallway in a large area and I look up and see a big analog clock and see that it shows 11 o'clock, wow I've slept quite late! Then I get a dream transition feeling and think "Hey maybe I can DEILD back in!", but I feel more awake, now I'm in bed, really awake, and realize I just missed a FA/transition to non-lucid, ARGH!

10:20 now really awake

tired all day, 100mg b6, 2mg melatonin, 1 scoop UYM muscle-builder, noticed no effects
B6 for better memory/recall, didn't notice any difference. Muscle-builder addiitonally for night-time energy since was quite hungry at bed-time. Woke up with a bit of a sort of stuffy head feeling.

00:00 Sunday 2014-08-17

(early morning recall, frustrating, almost nothing but fragments and I *know* there was a lot more there, nothing other than first impressions would come in at all despite diligent effort)

06:30

+(f) I've come up with a guaranteed way to make money, it's so simple I can't believe everybody doesn't do it, based on real estate

+(f) I'm at a table tasting two different Chardonnays, I can't tell the difference, I hear a wine-snob type says one of the wines isn't ready, the other one has "hints of Acacia."

+(f) I'm surfing on water apologizing for the complexity of something I've prepared

+(f) gathering the opinion of colleagues on some work I've done, I'm describing it a bit

+ in a garage full of toys I inspect a bicycle that's just come out of the washing machine and is dripping wet, I look at its small transparent seat, I'm sitting on a child's bike the handle bars are loose and not aligned with the front wheel, an Indian father is looking at a 1-foot tall robot toy and talking on a cell phone talking to his kid(s) saying "they're willing to trade, but there's no guarantees"

(late morning, got back to sleep, yay)

09:15

+ (near lucid) flying through a series of glass-windowed walls, a new wall appears before me every time I fly through the next one, I can't break the cycle with expectation, I think this is ridiculous I've never had this issue before when flying, I see a city scape in the distance with night-time city lights, the tinted walls of windows has controllable-polarizing where the level of darkness is controllable. I fly out the first time through the glass expecting to pass through easily but get a bit stuck. Second wall I encounter I choose a section that is open with a screen that is not connected on the right side, expecting to pass through easily but I hit the screen and need to push it aside slightly. Looking ahead I see each glass wall fading in to appear farther in front of me just before I fly through one more.

(This was noteworthy in that my dreams usually do not troll me so obviously, putting me into an unescapable loop like that, that may be the first time I recall it happening.)

+ In my home living room, I'm looking in to the top freezer section of our fridge, I see some ice cream bars there I try to pick one up but it's quite soft, I see several more and realize they're all soft, I look at the freezer box and notice it can't close properly there is a lot of ice/debris in the way so I try to clear out the door area and around the side so that it will close. I step back and look at it and realize part of the front door and side wall are entirely missing, that's why the ice cream is soft, I tell my wife the freezer is broken, (I think someone in particular [a woman] has done this).

I then see my son S2 at a cute young age and lie with my back on the floor and put him on top of my bent knees (on his stomach) and play motorcycle with him several times, raising my legs and flipping him head over heels onto my chest. I realize I didn't do the whole game properly and so repeat it. I want to experience this time with him at this age for a long time, I think it's really important to value this time with young children. When finished, I reach over to S1 lying near me on the floor (present age) and pull him to me by his hand but nothing then happens. I'm still lying on my back and an older unrelated girl (JG I think) wearing PJs lies on my legs which are still in motorcycle-game-position and wants to play too, I feel her heavier weight, feel her body a bit through the PJs on my leg, and think we should stop before someone sees.

I'm walking through some outdoor small area around tables looking for my young-age S2 again, I think about summoning him, it doesn't work, there are other small kids running around and a parent watching over them.

+ abstract/weird "dream-like" huge amusement area/slide, riding balloon falling on cartoon spikes. This slide/area is in the distance, then it's in front of me, I look down the white slide to see various rides/attractions on it including a water-spraying game in the distance.

+ I receive a memo / email at work, I read it but am a bit confused about its meaning. At first I think an "MP" (VP probably) wants to meet with me to commend me on my excellent work and offer me a continuation of my contract or maybe a permanent position. Then reading it again I think it says he's meeting with underperforming empoyees to diagnose the problem. I'm in a meeting room but it's filled with empty-headed marketing types, it's not my meeting. I'm walking around and am carrying two bottles filled with lucid dreaming supplement capsules, I take some capsules and a bunch of them spill on the carpet, I'm trying to pick them up but they keep spilling (DREAM SIGN!), I want to put them into a drawer so they're not seen, I don't want them to think I'm a drug addict, they won't understand about LD supplements. One of the bottles has written around the rim next to the cap "National Steroids", so I know they'll think I'm a druggie. (Something about coins?) I'm looking for the meeting I enter a room and see people in elegant black evening wear it's a celebration of the company's success, there's a beautiful marketing woman in black sleeveless evening dress, she lifts her arm and I see a glistening spot on her armipt and think this is a patch of deodorant.

I walk to the end of this narrow room turn the corner and head right back the same way I just came in the new room which is also narrow it has hair-dressers cooing over an infant, I think the meeting room is off to the left at the end of this room.

+(f) leaving a diner I get a splinter in my bare foot, I try scaping it off on something, I must have left my sandals in the diner.

recall and awareness a step higher again:

early morning:

+(f) I'm in a dark indoor space confronting some rodent, his huge relative shows up behind him

+ walking up stairs in an apartment building looking for a guy's apartment, ask my dad about if Zbigniew Brzezinski was indicted by watergate (and why was he then put in charge of national security?), see a static image of some guy with a huge nose poking through a bloody hole into another guy's head

+ my wife is driving the car, I'm giving directions, we're approaching a busy cross street with visible traffic, she's not slowing down, "Careful!" I say, she brakes at the last moment, it turns out we're driving on ice, we slide out of control across the street spinning and slam into a parked car (that was stopped because it also had been in an accident?)

late morning:

+ chatting with a young cute short (receptionist?) friend during a break at work, she hates her job, I give her a pep talk to quit and become a freelancer, I tell her I live on this street (we're standing outside it's dark), we mistakenly switch cups and I take a drink of her tea

+ going on a ride on my old red Honda CB250 motorcycle, adjust the choke setting for more performance, turn to the right to enter traffic (thumbing the turn signal), accelerate, shift into 2nd gear and the bike immediately does a full stoppie and I nearly fly over the handlebars, I realize later (in a dream?) I must have been dreaming because I wasn't wearing a helmet

+ I'm leading a group of teammates from a courtyard through a building out to the sidewalk, rapidly finger-shooting all the opponents in our path, "keep an eye on that guy" who's slumped down in a corner, huge crowd of cops shows up and I think I can finger-shoot them all but they arrest us, the chief of police is a teammate and he yells to a big black cop that he's fired, the cop says he can't do that, so the chief tells him he's on leave.

+ funny conversation with woman and wife at a pool party, I see a dead/dying goldfish and miniature mermaid. A bunch of us are lying in the sun in our swimsuits. I'm putting on woman's makeup (as a joke?), it's like thick white clay, I'm pasting it onto my face under my eyes with a flat wooden stick like a popsicle stick, I see my face in a mirror briefly I see I've put so much on that it's in big blobs on my face.

A woman lying with her face to me says "I hate sleep, it's the closest thing in life to death."

Me: "I love sleep!"
DC: "And oh, I hate dreams..."
Me: "I *love* my dreams!" (I know I'm a lucid dreamer)
Wife: "Oh, really!? What do you dream about?!"
Me: "Uh..." (uh oh the cat's out of the bag) "...skiing?"

I then notice that lying in a 1-inch deep water area in between me and my wife are located a 2-3 inch long goldfish and and a 3-4 inch miniature mermaid. They're not moving. I poke the goldfish and turn it over, it barely respond. I say to my wife "do you think they're sick?" (don't remember her reply). I look at the mermaid, it has a freaky expressionless doll-face with widely open eyes. The head is about the size of a Pez dispenser's head. I look at that face/eyes a few more times.

I get up to go into the house to go to the bathroom, and notice a group of 3 girls in bikinis in the distance, briefly admire them, then continue on.

I wonder (still in the dream) if I have some subconscious urge to tell my wife about my dreaming hobby.

23:58 pre-bedtime. 1mg melatonin, 1 heaping scoop UYM protein powder AAB mix
day review, set intention for dream recall and lucid dreaming. Hard to concentrate, very tired from lack of sleep from last night, day review frequently shifts to daydreaming about scenarios arising from the memory scenes

00:00 Friday 2014-08-15

00:18 bedtime remee off

09:27 some wakings in late morning, going back to sleep
dream recall slooooooooow coming in, took a lot of time and continued probing to get these 4 scenes + frag, there was a (not very strong) sense of more

+ the swimming pool is arranged so that every lap you finish you must shift over to the next lane in order to swim the next lap, this is so the instructors can better track everyone's progress and jump into the correct lane to work with someone (see the instructor leap in)

+ at work there is a guy writing a novel, it's not finished, I get the manuscript and I'm going to look it over, there are some questionable pictures in there so I don't want to show it to my wife

+(f) something about work

+ the plane suddenly is redirected to the Philippines, WTF, why are we going there now? There must be something wrong with the plane, Oh God we're going to crash, I see the approach to a crash landing in the ocean repeat several times, we land miraculously on dry land on a long dirt strip in a park, the plane load of people is shuffling around and will be hosted in some room where a party is already going on

+ I'm playing 3rd French Horn in an orchestra, I'm trying out several different mouth pieces with different intonations, the section leader is not pleased with my playing, I run through a series of notes both with and without changing the fingering valves, including some very low notes that sound like a tuba, I look over to the tuba section to see what they think of this

00:00 Monday 2014-08-11

00:53 bedtime

07:19

+ protecting the sacred crystals, trying to get one guy to come in and buy some, he says he'll just come back on his own and take them, but they're not there they're hidden in a security system requiring two people to simultaneously enter their codes.

+(f) a club or a group of people with guys and girls

10:36

+ In a scene on the computer I realize I could enter the scene and be lucid and I do and I'm lucid. I'm just standing there, on a sidewalk or in a shop, I hear the sound of a truck and think it's a real world sound so I imagine a truck is going by on the street and I see a truck drive by in my peripheral vision (sivason trick!).

+ looking at a scene on the computer of flying above some computer hills I think I could perhaps get lucid by entering that scene. My wife comes by and needs to work I start clearing some space for her on the messy desk she says I should really clean this up it will only take an hour.

+ in the bathroom in my childhood home, I see that some yellow egg yolk (several cups) had been poured into the bathtub I see the traces of it on the walls of the bathtub, there are towels and a bath mat in the tub I pick up the bath mat to lay it in place on the edg edge of the tub but it is covered with egg yolk so I put it back in.

Heading out down the stairs I see my old dog L in the doorway to my sisters room, I feel nostalgic and think I haven't played with him in a long time, my son S2 is playing with him.

+ childhood playground, the lowest level had a huge excavation hole running right down the middle, very deep, there's a backhoe there. There's a huge (2-meter diameter) pipe laid in this deep trench running the full length of the level, the pipe is mostly made up of large (1-2 foot diameter) holes. I'm trying to think what this is for: electrical lines? Drainage? Sewage. Walking back along the middle level past the clubhouse I see my wife is building a new clubhouse with new drinking fountains out beyond past the old clubhouse. I turn around and look towards the street and the upper level and notice that all the large trees are gone the area is exposed to bright sunlight. A tall (10 foot) concrete wall now stands where the hill and the stairway to the street used to be, and some hopscotch squares are on the ground. There are other guys around, I say at this corner we could put a little baby basketball hoop. I reach up and pick a piece of fluff off of a thing sticking out from the wall, I'm turned around a bit concerned about falling. I walk back towards where I started out at the other side of the middle level and I'm suddenly indoors a tall indoor area with windows around opening onto daylight. I think this is lighter than it's ever been before.

+ In a very large room positioned at the end of a very long large rectangular table, 2 groups of clients and designers come in, the customers sit on the left and the designers sit on the right. The designers start speaking French. One group wishes they were working on our project. I move down to the end in a room sitting on a comfortable soft couch, my legs are extended out in front of me. Some people want to come by me and sit on the couch too so I have to lift my legs for them to come by. I extend my legs again, and this happens again, more people come again and I draw in my legs for them to get by, a young woman in a white fluffy dress (like a wedding) dress sits down right next to me and puts her arm through mine. I"m looking through some sort of album, like a catalog of designs. I'm not wearing a shirt. Another girl sits down to the right but I'm not so interested in her. The girl (to the left?) is reading something I wrote in this book, she says "respect, respect!". I'm thinking they're planning a wedding. The redecoration I want is with warm tones and lots of wood, I wonder how expensive this remodelling will be. I don't want cold colourful stone I want warm colors and beautiful wood.

+ in a room on a veranda I'm in one group another group is at another table, someone says "ask them [my group] they're from [some country] you should come and speak to them", the other group is secretly also from that country but they don't want this to be known so they all stand up and go outside, I see them walking away out the windows outside.