lucid

A real "fist-pumping" ("Yes!") night, finally.

earlier:

+ restaurant: piles of ravioli, pop a frozen meatball into my mouth, spit it out as it thaws

+ amnesia girlfriend letter, we can start anew, move away

In a private house. My girlfriend's mother is warning me that my letter to my (ex girlfriend?) may have been discovered by my current girlfriend, who may want to break up with me over it. I'm trying to decide if I should tell the truth or make something up. In the end I decide to tell the truth. That's good because my girlfriend in fact found the letter. We sit on the couch to discuss it, her friend is with us. At one point I see one of their faces and make note of her pale blue eyes.

I say that I have amnesia, I honestly can't remember anything that happened before (trigger!), and I think this is great for us because we can now have a fresh start. The GF's friend says "You guys can have a fresh start", and I say "exactly!". I say "we can move away from here [it's expensive to live where we do," but then I think I hate moving, I don't want to pack all this stuff up in to damn boxes. "Maybe to Europe" (no, too expensive) "or Asia somewhere."

+ chinese restaurant counter: order rice several times, cancel them all, then they all arrive, chef offers sparzha-like thing on chopsticks, says "Jung Jie!"

I'm sitting at a counter at a Chinese restaurant (with a two-level shelf in front of me like in a sushi restaurant) in front of the open kitchen. I'm ordering rice and fried rice over and over again using an automated ordering system, and keep canceling the orders, something wasn't right. Then every single rice dish I ordered arrives, about 3-4 little round stainless trays of white rice, and a larger tray of brownish fried rice. Oops, looks like I got all those orders. Then the chef stands in front of me behind the counter and holds out a bite of some wrinkly looking thing like sparzha with chopsticks:



and he says "Jung Jie!" which I think means "eat this!"

+ shoot-out with seizure-faking, freeloading partner who wants to steal my wealth, both guns unloaded, the team gets back together and (runs along rooftops?)

I'm walking through my house, the rooms are full of soft furniture. I find my partner (in business? gang?) sitting in the bathroom, he is unresponsive. He is shaking like he is having a seizure. Foamy spit is dripping down him and covering his hands. I leave him. I then return, I'm angry that he's faking seizures, I'm sure he wants to steal my property, he's living like a freeloader now. I encounter him again, this time his whole (basically naked) body flops onto the ground and he has more "seizures", his body looks extraordinarily lean and gaunt.

We simultaneously present pistols and point them at each other, and pull the trigger at the same time, neither gun fires. We do this a few more times(?).

Outdoors, our gangs/teams are getting back together, I notice some of them are running along the edges of the rooftops of the buildings around us.

+(f) I'm putting my prized bicycle pump into the shopping cart, "it's a great pump," I hope I get it back

+ travel past street of childhood home, point it out to friends, continue through neighborhood becoming increasingly bizarre (property borders extended into streets), the streets become slick steep colored stone ("You can't even ride a bicycles on that!" I exclaim), the environment becomes psychedelic, acid-trippy shapes and colors, fairy-tale surroundings in wacky colors, mushroom statue, scarab temple, explode the scarab priest with my power. I'm astounded at the environment. [This is why I recall dreams, wow.]

I'm walking up F from the LH side (with the bicycle pump group?) and we pass HC on the left, I recognize it and look back to the left and point out my childhood home to the group. The house seems to be a bit like a castle with turrets, etc. We continue walking forwards and down the other side of F towards A. I'm observing the houses on the left as we walk forwards. It's like their property lines were extended. Reaching the corner of F and A, the house on the corner's property line has extended will in to the street and they have built up into this extended area, I think they somehow extended their property in to the street, the houses all look modified. I continue forwards, then look to the left down A street, and notice that it's too narrow now for cars to drive on it, it's just barely wider than a foot path now, and is cobbled in large chunks of jagged stone.

Walking farther down F towards the park beyond A, the houses and landscape are completely not like reality now, the land has become steeply rolling hills, there are houses before me and behind me, fences along the side. The colors have become dark but intense: purples, browns, greens, very psychedelic. Ahead of me is a mushroom statue/fountain, about 4 feet high. I'm amazed at this landscape. I notice the "road" F is now a path on my right, it is paved in slick strips of stone and is bumpy, I exclaim "you can't even ride a bike on that!"

Off to the left I notice a "temple" and enter. Life-sized scarab beetles are worshipping here. I extend my hand towards the priest scarab and will my power into its body so that it will inflate and then explode.

mid-late:

+ observing house down the hill below childhood home backyard which I can fully see into: pet escaped/not fed, woman with mascara

I'm in my childhood home's back lawn, looking farther down the hill to then next house which is 20 or so feet below the lawn, I can see inside and see the people and furnishings. A mother and a child are there, and a pet cage, did the child forget to close/feed the animal? The mother walks around and I catch a glimpse of her face, dark hair with a lot of mascara, I think I've seen her before, (she looks at me briefly?)

+ flight full at airport counter, "But I'm on a business trip!", agent tries to modify ticket so I can get on

I'm at an airport departure gate, I'm looking for the place where we enter the plane, it's beyond the airport counter so I can't just walk there I must go in the line. There's a long line of people standing to talk to an attendant, I go up to another attendant to find out if I need to stand in that longer line. I get out my boarding passes which are the standard rectangular "punch card" paper, and fumble for them to give them, the attendant looks at them and notes they are marked "GC?" (gate clogged?") she says that this means the airplane is overbooked. "But I'm on a business trip!" I say I can't be delayed. She starts talking about how they need to re-issue my tickets for another date (earlier?) so that I can then get on the plane. She says she has to call one guy but he plays by the rules (so it won't work?)

late:

+ (lucid #98) planning some "personal activities," door's open, close door at top of stairs, childhood home, there is no door there, get lucid, downstairs, enjoy the sights, affirm body in bed/waking world/dream-fantasy, take off blurring glasses, go to next room, super bright ultra HD, counter of clerks, tell the girls to come to me, all ignore me, I go back and "firmly encourage" one to engage, feels great, wake up in a few seconds

I'm in a bedroom kneeling before a bed, I'm thinking of performing some "personal activities," I think this is a great position why didn't I think of this before? I'm thinking about some "toys" which may be useful and think of some activities. I notice the door to the room is open, not good, better go close it. I step out into the hallway and recognize I left my sister's bedroom into the upstairs hallway of my childhood home. I reach forwards and close the door at the top of the stairs, I think about punching the lock, there's nobody in the hallway right now. I start to head back to the room and stop and look at that door. There is no such door in this house. The door looks sort of faint and transparent. I suspect a dream and do a nose plug and am now lucid. I head directly down the stairs.

I note that there is a white couch at the bottom of the stairs (false). As I turn towards the left into the living room I catch glimpse of a bright light in the dining room. I walk into the living room and do the Sageous memory-activating affirmation: "I realize my physical body is out there in the waking world asleep in bed and this entire experience is a fantasy taking place inside my mind." I turn around and for a second think maybe too quickly, but things are stable. I think "careful, don't want to think too much of the sleeping body" but the dream is stable. I do notice that vision has become blurred so I reach of and take off the "blurring goggles/glasses" and vision fully returns. I walk a bit back towards the stairs and think about TOTM, but I can't remember any tasks and so I drop it.

I move into the dining room and it is very very bright there, I see a large chandelier with many taper-shaped bulbs. The place now is a large bright room with people in it behind a counter. I note that the faces and objects are ultra-HD. I'm looking at the people behind the counter and notice a few cute girls. I mention for one to come out, but the people just sort of keep shuffling back and forth and ignore me with occasional glances my way.

I get annoyed and decide to go to them, I duck under the counter and go behind it, and walk up to a DC, grab its head and give it a command to perform an action, which it does begin, it feels great for a few seconds, and then the dream fades.

massive night, multiple waking each with recall (though fragmented later), final (late) waking beyond my ability to remember beyond fragments, one short DILD.

early (3 hrs):
+ viewing a medium-sized suburban apartment/home complex while narrator discusses rebuilding projects and changes to the rules about rebuilding, I think it's a bad deal to buy there

+ friend DD's (stolen?) forbidden luxury (purple?) fancy sports car

+(f) the young (girl?) says the team has taken ownership

middle (6hrs):

+ transferring funds into dollars, at the outside ATM, angry at (mother?), Indian man "who makes everyone happy" in parking lot at park, turns out he abused and murdered a child, I'm upset that I shook his hand

+ guest (cousin?) in large family, girls playing naked turn out to be guys, go upstairs & view colorful constructions, closeup of car "guaranteed to win"

+ famous actor wanted the job, he kidnapped/locked up two children, they're filthy, poop on the trail, the boy dies, medical explanation with props on a table and petrie dishes

+ (lucid #97) strange eclipse/things in sky, stand up through roof in car and say "come take me away!", return to parking lot at park and replay the scene trying to calm angry guy (me?), lose lucidity, dead bird head in mouth between guy & girl during kiss

I'm sitting in the back seat of a car driving on a straight highway at night, it's dark. I'm sitting on the left side and looking out the window into the night sky to the left. There are medium-sized rolling hills looming in the distance, and above the hill line are two groups of celestial objects. I'm looking at them and there's something odd about them. One is too large for a star, too small for a moon. It looks like an eclipse of several objects taking the same place. It's just too weird, I think "what's going on here?" I may be dreaming, I reach for my nose to do an RC, when my fingers pinch my nose I'm fully lucid without having to try to breathe since my nose feels wrong, insubstantial. I'm continuing to look out the window and right when I get lucid two bright star objects swoop down a bit and to the left from the eclipse cluster, I think they're acknowledging my lucidity. What to do? I'm traveling in a car at night with nobody around. I decide to exit car by standing up and phasing through the roof, I will face no resistance. I successfully stand up on the back seat with my upper body outside the car in the night. I look up to the stars/ships and call to them "Come and take me away!" but they do not come. I look forwards in the direction of travel and see only an infinite expanse of empty, featureless gray, it "feels" sort of depressing.

I'm back in the parking lot with the angry-at-mother parking incident, but now I'm standing behind my former self who was angry, (now my son S2?), and I'm trying to calm him down, "take a deep breath", I'm rubbing his shoulders, he's still angry , I lose lucidity, we reach the area of the parked car and there's a scene that replays once to show the detail of how a bird flew down to the upholstered bench where a guy and girl are sitting, squeezed through the seat/back down to the ground where a (cat?) chewed it up, and then the guy kissed the girl but he had the dead head of the bird between his lips and transferred it to the girls' lips.

late (8 hrs then 10 hrs?):

+ girl/woman has put the foot torture device on a man and is describing its features slowly turning up the pain levels as the man/they walk along

+(f) infrequently used jazz room at the top of the stairs, how will I sleep?

+(f) encounters on a stairway

+(f) pulling/pushing luggage around

+(f) someone pulls a thread on a costume, making it disappear (and burst into flames?)

+(f) lots of interaction with people (students?) living in a large home

comp night #10

00:11 bedtime

05:40

+(f) in best friend MR's house: someone has been tidying up, there are neat piles of magazines everywhere

+(f) in some place doing something(!!)

+ the bombs are falling and mortars going off all around me, I take cover in a small tough cafe to the left

I'm talking to some guy I say yeah they're going to bomb us. I'm outside in daylight on a street in between buildings, I'm looking up into the sky behind me while I'm running forwards, I see the bombs falling down, I can't outrun them. They land, I see a mortar on the ground, how can I avoid the shrapnel? Should I lie down in the fetal position on the ground?

I see off to the left a small rounded hut it's a cafe, I lunch for it, there is a guy there sitting on a stool just inside the door I reach out my hand for him to grab and pull me inside. I get inside and sit at the counter on a stool the roof is thick curved metal it should protect us, but the window flaps are open, I close mine. Everyone else around me is eating, unconcerned. I order lunch.

Busted WBTB (up for 3 hours), on the computer in the kitchen playing a dungeon crawl game
Fell reeeeally tired now, about 08:30? 9? back to bed, I'm so tired but it still takes a long time to fall asleep, my wife's alarm goes off several times, she finally gets up.

12:13

+ playing with doll baby

I'm heading down the stairs (waking realization: childhood home) with a small baby in my hands, it's so small it's like a doll. I'm reaching the bottom of the stairs and sort of swoop it around a little bit, it doesn't like this and starts to fuss, I get concerned that it will bother the mother upstairs. I cradle it's head in my right hand. It's more like a doll, I continue to move it around, playful flying movements, it has a strange open mouth with curvy lips like an oyster shell, I think of feeding it.

+ in party where everybody hates me, huffing out, calling them names

I'm walking in between people and furniture in a small room at a party, trying to find a clear place to step, everyone here hates me, they're making disparaging remarks about me. I say "Well you're all a bunch of hags and witches. And the other thing that starts with a B!" The crowd murmurs its astonishment at this statement, and I make my exit.

+ the amazing traveling guy at work

In a large indoor space, I see suitcases/packed luggage around me. This is a small company and we have only this one amazing traveling guy, he has sold our product successfully before, making presentations to groups of 20 people all on his own, maybe with the help of one other person. I make a comment about him going on yet another trip. I imagine his face, he's sort of middle-Eastern, looks a bit like George Clooney, salt and pepper hair.

+ shoot-out in the multi-level apartment/home with the fancy front door

DO from up on the higher level looking down, like watching a show. Two guys arrive into the ground floor, one looks like Seth Rogen, he's behaving goofy, like looking deeply into the security camera on a door and making gestures in front of it. The second guy is serious and is annoyed by this and stops him. The serious guy goes to another door, closer to me, which is very ornate and with a round, pointy top, like a medieval castle door, covered with rounded sculptures on its front. This door is locked, and the guy they're looking for is inside, probably upstairs. The serious guy knocks and pounds on the door. The man they're looking for emerges from a doorway across from me and walks across an open ledge towards me on the upper level. The serious guys turns and sees the man walking there and fires several shots at him from a pistol.

+ discussing the start-up with other work friends in a kitchen

I'm standing with guys from one start-up, <R>, in the work kitchen, standing close to founder J.E., talking about another company I worked for. "Yeah, I was there when it was nothing, I was employee #5 or #6, it was just like this" and I gesture around the kitchen to the small group of people standing there. "Now it's really grown, and has a ton of people, like 30 or 40 or maybe 100, and they're now in the facilities of that other company, <3>" Some (girl?) says they're not all that large or successful actually, I disagree.

+ the unattractive white-clad dancing girls: an expensive attraction for the party at work (ping pong table)

outdoors light, It's a big "friday" celebration at work, they've hired a big gang of dancing girls wearing white frilly/fuzzy costumes. I'm sitting on the ground. I look behind me and I see that a bunch of people are sitting on/under the ping pong table, and it's so bent out of shape from this that it is in the shape of a "U". The girls are dancing towards us and I notice that they are practically all quite unattractive. I think they're going to come and interact with the employees and I'm saying under my breath "oh, please, not an ugly one…"

+ trying to get to the burner, melting plastic, stuff falls down in back, annoyed butler, weird huge bottles of wine

I'm standing in a kitchen and want to warm something up on the burner, I turn it on. I'm trying to find the burner, the cooktop is standalone (no backsplash) and is so crowded with things that I can't find the burner. I notice a funny smell. I'm pushing the pile of things back to find the burner, something towards the back falls off to the floor. An elderly butler appears on my left, I think he's annoyed at how I'm just pushing around this pile of stuff. I notice finally the burner, I see a square bit of plastic wrap (like from cheese singles) on the burner, I think that's the source of the smell, I try to pick it up.

My attention is grabbed by two bottles on the counter to my right. They are large, 2-liter soda-bottle-sized bottles on wine, Dom Perignon-shaped, with bright yellow liquid / chunks inside (sort of like a lava lamp), and I'm amazed at these things, I think they're just the drinks we decided that we would never buy.

+ (lucid #96) packed party in a small room: waking life memory connection, command "brighter", it works!

This started out with basically no visuals, more just like HI, but I'm lucid from the start, perhaps was a waking moment. I try to put interpretations on to the shapes, like arms/people, and I sort of materialize a scene at a party, there's one girl who sits on my right knee and I kiss her a little. I think I need to disengage to stabilize and connect with memory. I do this, I stand up and turn the left and think "my body is asleep in bed, and this experience is all a fantasy." The visuals are basically gone to gray at this point, back to HI, I try to interpret them as people, I say several times, "Brighter!", "Brighter!" and I'm amazed that with each statement of the word, it's like somebody turns up the lights/clarity a little bit more, until I have full bright visuals. I'm enjoying the scene, it's a very small room at a party with people busy bustling around, all female . I'm checking out the adults looking for a cute one, don't find any to my taste, I notice things seem a bit "unstable" and try to clam down, and just observe. I notice that there is a conga dance line of about 20+ identical little girls in identical red dresses (with white polka dots?) moving through one part of the room. There are so many of the girls in such a small space that the line folds and bends around itself multiple times, at rectangular/right angles. I'm just looking around amazed, when I find another attractive girl and turn her to me, "this is my dream" I think I say, she does not object, and I kiss her a bit , and wake up.

WBTB insomnia continues, BTS at long last, for a lucid and some decent competition points

01:00 pre-bedtime
01:30 (?) bedtime

06:23

+(f) at the dentist?

+ epic: gassing the truck: trying to find the gas station (north north south south), dodging cars in the road, go the wrong way & get mugged, dodging trains (they dodge me!), football & racists, cup at the picnic, meatball on exhaust pipe, gas tank adapter, skanky gas station alcoholics, "You think I wouldn't recognize the truck where I got half-pregnant 2 weeks ago?!", water-filled replica sex dolls of one of the skanks are very popular, they line the shelves

Settings: a drab mostly industrial semi-suburban dilapidated neighborhood with long narrow streets laid out on a rectangular grid

I'm driving a big-rig and cars along narrow roads. Daylight/outdoors, I see but miss the exit to the gas station, the street is long and narrow. The streets are laid out on a rectangular grid, there's no where for me to turn around. I pass a street and look to my left, it extends a long way along a channel of water, my lane is broken and spans an open channel of water. I pass this by and return to it, I think I have to take this street.

I drive up the left-hand side (oncoming traffic side) because the other side is dilapidated and broken and I'd fall in the water to the right. A truck comes around the corner at the end of the street, I try to maneuver as far as I can to the right but there's not enough room. Suddenly, the truck swerves and tilts to the left onto its two right wheels and I pass by underneath.

I'm getting closer to the corner (bends to the left), I'm hoping nothing else comes. Then a TRAIN LOCOMOTIVE turns and comes right for me. It's huge, no dodging it, uh oh. Then it, too, tilts to the left and goes up on its two right wheels, and I pass underneath it. Wow that was close, I got scared. Reach the corner it's a tight turn to the left and turns a full 180 degrees to go back along the next street over. Standing on the curved portion at the tip are two guys. I need to get across, but there's water all around. I guess I'll have to jump?

Driving/moving on roads, the path to the gas station is "north, north, south, south." I'm trying to get to the gas station. I'm on foot outdoors at night, a very small car turns the corner and almost hits me, it swerves to its left just barely missing me, I see the driver in the car.

I've taken a wrong turn down some dark deserted street. A thug comes at me and swings me around by the hood on my jacket. I'm trying to run away, this is the wrong street! Another thug comes up though it doesn't look good.

Indoors, the train engineer who pulled the magnificent stunt of tilting the train to miss me is there, he's a young man. There is a large long horizontal stick connected to a control vertical rod, and he maneuvers the rod to the correct position and then cockily walks away, that's against rules, you can't leave the throttle unattended. Someone notices this and he gets in trouble.

Outdoors, daylight, in a parking lot. I'm playing catch with a football. I have the football and I'm trying to fancy-pass it to my "quarterback." I hold it behind my back with two hands and flip it over my head at him. Then I do a around-the-back throw to him, I'm having trouble aiming but I make it. He then tosses the ball to me several times. Each time I catch it and pretend it was a touchdown in the end zone, like reliving memories of our past victories.

Group of football players: there's a new player, a black young man with an afro. He's really fast. Will he be the quarterback? He's describing a play, some players are racist and don't want a black teammate and are ignoring him with earphones in. He tries to get their attention, calling to them to listen. The play involves setting up a pass through a gauntlet of arrows, he sets it up and passes the ball which flies through the arrows to the receives, it was a great play.

Still in the parking lot/field: A racist guy has quit (a mechanic) because a black guy was hired. One guy decides to leave. The racist comes back, he has red hair and blue eyes. His "resignation bag" a large white bag filled with his "stuff" is in the parking lot. He's trying to get the leader's attention so he can give his resignation, I'm standing there on the border of the lot and the sidewalk next to this guy, also waiting for the break in the conversation so he can resign. Racist guy asks me "So what was that guy doing [the black guy he passed on the way here]?" I said "he quit." Racist guy: "ok, then I'm back." [not quitting].

Outdoors at some meal/picnic, I'm trying to think if I should clean my cup?

Back looking for the gas station: "north, north, south, south," I'm going really slowly and moving block by block, counting off the directions, the streets are narrow and closely spaced. I pull up to a gas station, I've found it, but I don't like the look of it.

I go inside, there's some question of where to put the gas nozzle in the truck. I'm looking at the tailpipe (indoors!) with one skanky alcoholic woman who hangs around the gas station, there is a dome of raw hamburger meat covering the tailpipe. We dig through the meat and find the adapter: a small red cylinder. Some discussion of whether they have a tool to connect to this adapter. The skank pulls out a collection of small nozzle adapters and chooses one and attaches it.

Skank #2 looks outside at my truck and says, "You think I wouldn't recognize the truck where I got half-pregnant two weeks ago?" Then I have a vision of store shelves filled with water-filled sex dolls based on skank #2, she must be very popular.

WBTB, up for several hours

+ sex at the pool, "you've had enough of this dream," sex with imaginary/invisible girl on chair; (lucid) enter beauty salon picking the prettiest behind the counter, banish the beefy naked hairy guys, "we need to rehearse our lines"

I'm underwater at the pool

Spoiler for sexual content:

checking out hot babes. One has a great a$$, another great boobs. I take the a$$-one in my hands and pull down her bikini bottoms and rub my face in her stuff, rotating her around to get to her front. I then go looking for the nice-boobs one. Then I'm out of the water and looking for more action. Right next to me are two extremely hot naked girls standing together (intertwined?). I jump right in to the mix and concentrate on the one of the left, forgetting the other one. Move for intercourse right away. Trying to get things to fit (mostly works), I'm at first trying an upright angle to get things to fit, then pull her down on top of me. We're up against a semi-reflective wall and I lean forwards to see the view back there. Going at it a bit and I get even more bold and decide to stick a finger "up the rear." I'm feeling around and can't find it, then I do and put it inside. After I do this, the girl immediately stops and gets up (guess she didn't like it!) and says something like "OK, that's *enough* of *that* dream!", like what was before was OK but the finger up the backside was a step over the line . I'm confused about what she said and say "what?" She repeats pretty much the same thing again. She's gone, I let her go. I'm still horny. Semi-lucid at this point, I realize I can just imagine a girl. There are people all around and I know it doesn't matter, I can just ignore them. I imagine a girl face down on a chair next to me and I start "intercourse". I have to imagine her, there's a girl fading in and out. Older woman walks by I say "Don't bother me, I'm f%^&ing this girl!" I know my "wife" is in the dressing room and could come out any second, but I realize this doesn't matter. I look down and there's a large plastic bag (like a clear dry-cleaning bag) and I'm pumping it, looks like my imagination needs help.

I'm outside in a car, I realize I need a "real" / "bright" girl in order to stoke my imagination again, I get out and enter the first store nearby. I see behind a wall/counter a very beautiful girl. I move forwards and see this is a beauty salon, with a long counter with hairdressers and receptionists behind it, at least 10. On the far (left) end, I see hair dressers who didn't seem that attractive but had wild huge hair-dos. I look to the right to find the most beautiful girl I had seen before, I see her and I move quickly towards her, behind the counter
I pretty much already knew I was lucid, but I do a quick nose pinch, "yup, lucid." I reach the girl she has long blonde hair and gorgeous boobs, she immediately moves away from me through a door. I pursue her. Through the door there is a large crowd of naked (topless at least), hairy, muscly guys. I think this must be a porn shoot. The girl is lost in the crowd of guys, I think they could be trouble I must get rid of them. Partway down a stairway in this crowd I "tell" / think at the guys, "You go on ahead and start the shoot" willing them to be gone, they vanish, leaving the hot receptionist behind. I go up to her and tell her "We need to stay here and rehearse our lines!" and as I approach her the dream fades…

A long night, mostly jumbled recall of many scenes, proper (short) WBTB leading to first LD of 2015 + TOTM

Lots of dream activities during the day. Watched youtube videos about meditation, tried to meditate but too noisy/busy in the room. Kept meditative mindset. *I'm* a lucid dreamer. The ability is in *me*. Decided to return to multiple wakings this night, and do a proper WBTB. Was not easy getting up, and didn't go far, just quick pee and sat on the edge of the bed for about a minute. Was a bit concerned that I had woken up too much but I made it back to sleep and did get lucid.

WBTB and wakings during the night does seem to be the key. Sleep quality though does seem worse than when not frequently waking.

Lots of scenes but not extremely well remembered and the ordering is not entirely clear.

01:05 bedtime

06:40 ?

(earlier)
+ outdoors, people walking to (the bathroom?) walking by a square in the ground with a pine branch placed in it as a memorial?

+ gangster standoff: the leader turns the tables by shooting everyone with his gun which was disguised as a chocolate ice cream bar which he had been eating; escape from the house with the "girlfriend"; meeting the weird looking girl at the ATM

Sitting in a room, the situation is sense. The gangster boss leader is to my left and is sucking on a chocolate ice cream bar. Suddenly he takes the bar out of his mouth, points it at the (police inspector?) across the room from him, squeezes the ice cream bar around the middle with his hand, and it fires a bullet, hitting the police guy right in the forehead instantly killing him. People are running around, I'm hoping I don't get shot.

I'm in my room (childhood home?) thinking I need to get away, the ground is littered with stuff. Should I pack a bag or just leave everything behind? The bag is there on the ground and I stuff a few things in there.

Outdoors I jump in to the getaway vehicle, my "girlfriend" is just a few steps behind me, can she open the door because of that tree? Get in fast! She gets in / we drive away?

I'm following "girlfriend?" short young latina she's making some sort of payment at the ATM? We're meeting another girl, an even shorter and very odd looking latina, she's going to help us with something.

+ wife/phone; google glass not working until looking at a suitable background

My wife says "don't worry…I know about the picture of that girl you have on your phone", my mind races, what picture? My phone is in my hand. I'm standing at a counter wearing some sort of google-glass-like thing, I can't see any of the projections. I look around and look at some sort of white background then all of a sudden I can see the projections.

+ six-legged hexagonal "predator-style" aliens are doing a ritual dance

In some sort of a cave? 4-5 of these hexagonal beings each are stomping around and moving their legs in ritual movements. They're wearing some colorful sort of athletic outfit? 2 of the legs are used as stabilization behind them.

(later)

I actually woke from this lucid and went back to sleep without journaling, I happened to remember it on a later waking.

07:45

+ (lucid) ask green turtle/dog alien for dreaming power, enter childhood home, bizarre view out windows, chugged a bottle of wine, took of flying with biting/clawing cat coming along for the ride

(childhood home) I head up the front steps to the street and see on the street a medium-dog-sized green alien turtle/dog thing looks like it's made out of stone. I crouch down so as not to be seen, it walks a bit to the left towards the G's driveway with its head to the left. I think it's sort of stupid to stay hidden (because it's a dream?). I (call it to me?), it comes and stands right before me with its weird alien stone green face. I ask it for dreaming power, lucid all night every night. It raises a hand and touches my forehead. Satisfied, I head back down the stairs to the front door, and as I head in to the house I'm lucid, and do a solid nose pinch to confirm. Right inside the front door and turn to the right heading for the living room, I say "wow" because the visual representation of the house is really accurate (frequently the living room in dreams is empty/wrong). I walk by the armchair towards the middle of the room and reach down and touch the wooden tip of the arm (that chair hasn't been there since I was in high school) of the chair with my right hand briefly. Ahead and towards the right out the wide window I see in the distance a really large tall white skyscraper lit with bright light with strange very large letter/number/symbol combinations (about 3 symbols long) placed in several locations around the front of the building. I see a short sequence of zillions of bright flashes like thousands of camera flashes all going off around the same time. After this the view is muddled and just dark blobs. I turn towards the dining room and think of goals and TOTM: fireworks, wine. Definitely wine. I turn back towards the living room and expect to find a full open bottle of wine. The dream is starting to get a bit vague. I have a full open bottle of (white) wine (champagne?) in my hand, and up-end it and start to chug it. It takes a while, 15 or 20 seconds, I'm counting the seconds/gulps? I wonder briefly about the effects and I find there are none. I head out to the deck and feel like making a strong flying take-off. As I leap into the air something grabs my right lower leg, I look down and see it's my cat in a bitey/scratchy mood. As I fly it continues to bite/scratch, so I pick it up in my hands and bite its head trying to get it to stop I lose lucidity and am in some room where two girls are laughing about the cat.

+ hotel room, get extra key, where's the room?, puking line of girls, cover the windows

A girl arrives with the extra room key I've requested. "This is the extra key?" I ask her? She nods and leaves. It's just a single smallish key. I decide to try it out, I should have done this before she left. I put it in a lock and turn it, it moves the mechanism and a deadbolt goes in and out.

Where's the room? Is it on the ground floor of the building over there?

Sitting on a (couch?) there is a line of (junior high, high school?) girls standing there they look like they've all vomited recently, there are remnants of vomit on some of their shirts. At some point (later?) in the night I think I should have tried to kiss them but think the barf breath would have been nasty.

Outside a room and covering up the windows with (two large pieces of cardboard?), sliding these pieces around to cover up the windows, on the right I attach a very small piece of tape to the cardboard/window pane, some guy is there (critiquing?) my work.

+ last beer?, last year of high school?, what will I study? (topics for dreaming!), woman says where to find homeroom (peaches)

(childhood home back porch?) On the bottom of the barrel there is one bottle of beer left. I pick it up but drop it back down again, I don't want to take the last beer. I'm leaning out the (kitchen?) window talking to a boy scout friend: we're entering our senior year of high school. Wait, maybe I already graduated? I can't remember! I think what classes I want to take. I say "hobbit-classes", I also say "acrobatics", I'm thinking that what I want to take are classes that aid in my ability to perform things in lucid dreams, but I don't want to tell him that I'm a lucid dreamer so I'm hesitant in what I say as I try to clarify my thoughts of what I want versus what I want to tell him, I think I'm probably not making much sense to him.

Go back around inside the kitchen (even though I was already there?) from the deck the question is where to find your homeroom, the woman there says (I'm thinking?) it has to do with peaches/apricots, there's some way to always find the room (I forgot).

+ football: advise the guy to stay down so they won't late tackle you, they do anyway.

There's a guy who caught a kickoff (or made a touchdown?), I advise him to stay down or else the defenders running down the field will have an excuse to late tackle him, they do it anyway. (He later kicks a field goal?)

Tough night. WBTB around 5:30, had some recall but lost it, can't get back to sleep
Get up around 8? Head to kitchen with laptop waiting to get sleepy again, after about an hour come back to bed, and sloooooowly, slooooooowly, slooooooowly head towards sleep. It takes forever. I'm getting SO CLOSE to sleep but not making the transition, mind's just too active. I get a hypnic jerk at one point. Try on both sides, back, get close but no sleep. Decide to bring out "the nukes", the position of last resort, on the stomach. Head to the right of the pillow, and yes it works its magic yet again, I get a short dream:

+ attacked by a gypsy pick-pocket gang, I throw an elbow at a guy who's grabbing my backpack and I wake up from the movement.

I'm walking and look down and see my waist bag is open, I'm concerned this may attract thieves so I'm working on zipping it shut. I notice that I'm in a small crowd of dark gypsy looking guys in dark clothing, they're starting to swarm around me and I'm very aware of this, I stop walking and take a step back but the really short guy stops too and stays close to me, I feel another guy go around my back and grab my backpack, I throw a powerful right elbow around to take him out and this movement wakes me up, perhaps partially moving in bed.

OK that was a dream, finally. Switch my head to the left side of the pillow and fall back asleep.

+ in school, unmarked doors, looking for French class, nervous about the French competition

I'm on the ground floor of a school building, I'm with a female classmate, feels like high school age-wise. I'm looking for my French class, I think it's around this place but on the upper floor. We go up the stairs and at the top of the stairs is an unmarked door, painted black. You just have to know it's a door there's no other indication. I say to the girl, "I've been here a while and I still can't get used to this (hidden) doors!" I push the door open and you have to step carefully over the door jam on the bottom which is at least 6 inches tall extending up from the ground.

We're walking down the hallway and I'm looking for Madame "R"'s room (junior high French teacher) I think it's the next room to the left. I poke my head into the room tentatively and there's a class with a teacher there, I think I see French words on the blackboard, I ask, "C'etait Francais?" Then I ask in a different foreign language since I can't think of the right French words, "which class level?" They answer "fifth," I'm beyond that level so I move on down the hallway.

There's a French competition and I must participate, I'm nervous because I know my vocabulary has really fallen behind so I won't do well.

+ in a 2nd floor room with glass walls wearing a towel, view of a crowded plaza down below, kids on the ledge, I kick them out, one follows me back in; back out again, topless waitress in the crowd; walking among the buffet tables

I'm standing in a room wearing just a towel, and I look out through the glass window/walls and see there's a crowd of people walking around on the level below. I approach the glass to look better but I see there are a bunch of young people sitting on the ledge, some of them turn back to look at me. Then they get up and enter the room but there's no open window. I'm angry with them they use this room like a thoroughfare to get out on to the ledge. I shoo them all outside then re-enter my room. One of them follows me in and I'm annoyed by this at first, but then a lightbulb goes off and a pretty lengthy "fun time" follows. Transition/wake? after a while

Transition/Afterwards, I'm walking outside among people, checking out some busty ladies wearing bikinis? on the other side of the glass wall. One really massively endowed (waitress?) is pulling her skimpy bikini top forwards adjusting herself and I get an eyeful before she makes eye contact and I'm shy and avert my gaze. She replaces the top which barely still covers things.

Walking through a serious of tables laid with a lot of food, some of it quite strange. I either replay or walk around again looking at the stuff again.

+ (lucid) making out with a a pretty blue-eyed blonde who keeps getting too tall.

I'm walking through a crowd which is facing me. I looking at faces to choose a pretty girl, at some point I get lucid. I'm looking at a brunette but behind her a pretty blue-eyed blonde grabs my attention (interesting, I'm mostly a brunette guy these days), get that "zing" feeling. Walk up to her, she's standing on my left now, and she's *tall*. Heck, she's practically a head taller than *me* (I'm over 6 feet), "you're tall!" I say. I put my hands around her shoulders backwards facing her and pull down on her shoulders to make her shorter. When she's below my head I take her into my arms and kiss her for a bit. Pull back, walking through the crowd "to my room" for privacy, forget that it will take too long, kiss her again, she's tall again, pull her down to make her short again, kiss some more, really feel the lip contact well, dream fades and I wake up moving my lips a bit haha….

After trying to go back in for a bit I go over the dreams again and a get up, it's now 12 noon. Yes it took me that long to get back to sleep. But I'm stubborn.

I've decided I'm going to keep doing this unit I learn how to fall asleep quickly. I "found" a feeling of mind/body at one point that was very relaxing, mostly concentrating on the breath. I will continue searching for this.

WBTB is the key clearly to LDing, and I will get much much more into it in 2015.

I entered 2014 with a LD on January 1st, and I'm leaving 2014 with a lucid on December 31st. Great way to lead into 2015 which will be a banner year for LDing for me I know! Finish of my first full calendar year LDing.

23:00 big mug of warm milk and handful of almonds,
feeling nicely relaxed and sleepy
00:15 warm shower
00:30 bedtime

+(f) boy scouts? DG the troop leader dedicating his time? I was doing something here with young scouts just stays on the tip of my memory unable to get it back so far.

07:17
+ (vivid, dream signs galore, fascinating) massive storm rolls in at the farm, I hide people in the barn/cellar, watching gas pipe installation

I "wake up?" on a table outside a open-air barn on a farm, jump off the table and feel (heavy? unstable?) on my feet and "get stable", the farmer is there it's daylight, he mentions doing something with the milk crate over behind a building, I look and see it , the area is very cluttered with a lot of things. I'm walking along and feel strange, a strong wind blows me and I start to float up and get blown by the wind, the farmer says something like "Whoa there don't get blown away" and I come back down. I look up at the sky and see very threatening storm-tornado looking clouds blowing in at massive speed, like time-lapse photography. I call to the farmer to come and take cover at the big house/barn, he says something about the kids but I see they're very far away.

I'm at the house/barn to take cover, it's twilight outside, and hoards of people have arrived to take shelter, there are clowns from a circus, and young men with no mouths on their faces which stretch open to show a mouth open under the mouth-cover skin like Neo in The Matrix. I direct them into stalls in the barn I'm wondering about all these people, will they steal out stuff? But we have to help them. I'm directing people to sit in stalls/little rooms, then I move to open the storm cellar,
at first I can't get my hands on the handle but then I open it. There's a tight stairway leading down, and a guy moves ahead and sits in a stuffed chair in the middle of the stairway blocking the way. I try to get him / the chair to move, eventually the chair/guy falls down the rest of the way to the bottom of the stairway and I think he may have gotten hurt.

Down the stairs in the storm basement it's like a well-equipped rec room with tons of things / a kitchen. I take a bottle of alcohol and want to drink, I"m looking for a glass I go to a cupboard up about my head and think about the round globe glass I see there this is like the boy was holding earlier I think, I take out a very light cup that seems to be thin plastic. Then I see the (boy?) and a girl who wasn't there before sitting on stools, I'm attracted to the girl I look at her face she's quite attractive but I'm shy/inhibited, she has short brunette hair, I look but do not touch/approach.

Thought turns to how much time is passing: strong sense that time is passing more quickly than it seems: a clock? A large screen view of a field/outside, the girl says that (my name) is doing such a good job taking care of us that we didn't realize how much time has past. On the screen there is the overhead image of a school and the girl says that's where all the people came from. I'm trying to direct the image, make it go back to the school it's a high overhead image of a rural area with vague shapes among the green of the trees.

First person view then of moving through the landscape, I try to "right click" and select "overhead view" several times but the view does not change back, I mention it's broken and the girl/woman says several times her husband wrote (the code for) it. DO view of approaching a ranch-style sprawling home.

Then the view suddenly opens and I'm approaching the Bay Area and say "well it doesn't matter, because I'm home" and in front of me is a large /long ditch and workers are there assembling very intricate involved tubing, I think this is the reason for the power outage, not the storm, they're working on the gas mains / installing new ones. I walk through the ditch observing, the piping becomes incredibly complicated and intricate, huge clumps of cables and pipes. I observe how they test the pipes for pressure: they use a compressed air device, which they push onto the opening of their new pipe and push down on a lever and the device creates pressure on the pipes inside and they look for leaks. This ditch is about 10 feet below street level and everything is dirty, and I think that's reasonable because we're underground. Amazed in the dream at the level of intricate piping that is being assembled.

back to sleep, takes quite a while (1 hour?) I think to myself several times: "If I can just get back to sleep, I WILL get lucid". Distracting noises. Feel beginnings of frustration, why do I have to live where there is so much morning noise? Quickly squash these whiny thoughts: you want LDs?
Tried "writing on the blackboard" visualization but didn't do anything for me. Get back to sleep then, full relaxation. Count-down relaxing breaths, many many times, finally start to lose the count and sleep...

10:11
+ up-close observation of open-top, dual-chamber, automated clothes washing machine.
This washing machine fills with water ,drains, fills with water, drains, fills with water ,drains, and then a robot mechanism moves from the top to the clothes and starts agitating them. I'm wondering about the 2nd chamber, and look at the mechanism to see that it must slide to the other side on a track, and it does. Then a long black rectangular arm telescopes out and I expect it to start agitating the second washing chamber. There are options for cleaning the faucet: wipe just the counter, wipe the handle, (etc).

+ (lucid) walk quickly to maid to do TOTM but wake up
I'm sitting in a recliner chair in some sparsely furnished apartment. In front of me is a corridor leading to a room. There's a digital clock on a shelf along the wall and it reads something like 12:30, I think this clock is an hour different from actual time. A maid appears and is dusting around the clock, I look to my right and see the flat-panel TV, it's really dustry, I want to ask the maid to clean it.

(transition?)
I'm looking down the hallway again and isntantly realize I'm dreaming. I jump up from the recliner, start walking towards the maid who's walking over to the TV to the right, do a nose pinch as I walk and yep I can breathe. The maid stops and turns to face me, she's fairly attractive but I push this thought from my mind. OK, TOTM, now, .... and the dream gets unstable, I rub and rub and rub my hands but to no avail, dream transitions/ends

+ gangster house / robbery at convenience store down the hill
There is a house on a hill that I'm travelling to, urban city environment, daylight. As I pass a convenience store at the bottom of a hill a story is narrated about a woman who attempted to murder the clerk, and pulled the most common of beginner cons on him, called (something). I drive past, up the hill a few houses, and park to the right, the pavement curves up towards the curve. I park and get out (of the passenger door!) and think I'm parked just past the gangster house, there are a few normal looking cars parked there.

Woke at about 5 hours with a long, vivid dream:

+ summary: driving with wife, she's giving directions, get stuck on hill meridian; playing hide-the-ball-thing with kids who never wait for me to hide it; boy-scout meeting; mountain camp-site, viewing the trees and the lake, see elephant seals

I'm in the car driving, wife is giving me intersection-by-intersection directions. I think some of the streets she's directing me to are one-way the wrong way. We eventually stop on a large meridian on a hill and need to turn around to get out, but there's another car there, driven by a man, we have to wait for him to get by before we can get back to the street, talk with him briefly.

I'm playing a game with a bunch of kids boy/girls: I'm holding a little ball and I need to hide it and they'll chase it. An important religious figure is playing, too. I get a running start and throw the little (brown?) ball to someone else on a lawn and the kid are all over it running quickly. Then I'm running with the ball again trying to find a place to hide it but the kids won't leave me alone.

I'm running towards a hill, over a little bridge, and TZ is giving me a little push on my lower back. That's really helpful, I can go faster with it. I turn around and she keeps her hand where it was, which is now directly on my (ahem). She continues to push while I'm running backwards up the stairs, and think "yeah, push me on my (bleep)", it feels good.

I emerge from a door into a room with a bunch of boy-scout leaders and late-teen scouts (staff members), I'm shaking hands with the adult leaders and greeting them. They say something about the full 4-week camp finishing and the teen scouts made it all the way through, I think "hah, I made it through several 4-week long camps myself."

Sitting in the staff area of commissary in the camp on the lake, I'm thinking did they carve the seats yet? I'm looking and see a partially carved seat. Then I see a long tree piece that had been carved into a shovel, I think the trees for that came from right down there at the boat landing at the lake. Sitting in this elevated area looking to the right, I'm thinking about the trees and the water. The water seems far away, the view is beautiful. I'm noticing that there are not many trees left down around the P / R camps at the corner, and say this to the guy sitting next to me. He says "yeah but thankfully the big tree on the A rock [where the staff sleep] is still there". I'm thinking yeah, but the tree up at the EN is old/dying/dead.

I'm looking at the water in the lake, and notice a sort of disconnected lagoon of very warm water just beyond that I think my companion is interested in. In the water I see big blobs moving like algae blooms. Look more carefully and I see that they are elephant seals swimming up the narrow waterway towards us, I say "hey, look, seals!" pointing them out.



edit nap:

+ walking down a steep dirt road with wife, starts raining, run back up for umbrellas (boy can I run fast, I'm not getting tired, even! Doh!)

+ summarylucid for a bit) entering a party wearing torn shorts; realize this is an *awesome* party gonna get smashed, it's like a dream; nose pinch, jump up and down, it's a dream: try to warm up a hotdog on a bizarre electric range.

I'm walking up a hillside, a well-dressed (foreign) girl is preparing to formally state her love of her young man, people are gathering for the party. I realize I'm wearing my dirty, torn, ratty shorts. We're walking up the stairway to the apartment for the party, I'm saying I have a change of pants, I pull a clean set of shorts out of my backpack and show it to a guy in the group, he's saying good, because you can see a "crack of hair" in the ratty ones I'm wearing. I'm really embarrassed about my ratty shorts. We arrive and I want to change in a back room. Out in the main room (wife's there?), it's a bright amazing room stacked high with colorful alcoholic beverage containers, food, etc., it's amazing, it's going to be an amazing party and I'm going to get absolutely smashed. It's like a dream party. Hmm, dream? Nose pinch, can breathe. Nose pinch, can breathe. What does this mean? Nose pinch, can breathe. I can breathe every time, but am I dreaming? Jump forwards, fall to floor, was gravity normal? Stand up, launch myself forwards on to the bed on top of a girl [grab her I think a bit], was my falling speed normal?I'm dreaming! Something about the courses they offer at this college, a big pack of little condiment containers, I open one and put a private part inside (!?!?). I get fascinated by the hot dogs, they've been preparing some, eating some. There are regular hot dogs and chorizo hot dogs, the kind that come in plastic tubes to keep them together. Did they remember to remove the plastic? Back out to the main kitchen. There is a large tray of hot dogs already placed into buns on a tall tray of baking sheets, I select a chorizo one to heat up. SS (former "3" company founder) has hits electric range there, I'm squinting and looking at the large console of electric 50's style push buttons to select the right range (I'm looking for "front left"). I eventually find it and push it and put the hot dog there to heat. SS says he only uses that burner for quick sautéing. There are so many burners (8?) I then select one which is short of banana shaped. A loud fan is running when the burners are on.

late morning epic!

I "took a day off" of day work yesterday after having a sleepless night the night before caused perhaps in part by over-strong intention setting at bed-time. Of course I couldn't take an entire day off after spending so much time on active day work, becoming mindful and doing RCs is such a part of me. I just didn't keep it actively on my mind all day long.

Bedtime was a tad nervous, since I felt sooooo tired yet aware when heading to bed. Relaxation discipline helped and I slept in a reasonable amount of time. I set only the briefest and shortest of intentions to remember dreams and get lucid and then let it go and aimed for sleep.

No recall during the the night. Several wakings where I felt no recall and decided not to really search for it for fear of waking. I did feel "this is a good time to set some intention" for lucidity and did so and returned to sleep.

As is becoming typical for me, I recorded about 5 mins of voice notes speaking very quickly for the epic, and about 6 minutes or the second batch of dreams, but I did not need to consult my notes while I wrote this here. I seem to be getting pretty good at organizing and cementing the dream memories mentally before moving to record.

Also I have to say: wow, 2 epics in 3 days. Those mega multi-vitamins must be doing something, plus all the soy lecithin, or perhaps it's just "me" finally recovering from the horrible month of jet lag and experiencing the backlog of dreaming that I missed. Good, tiring exercise yesterday, too.

23:00 bedtime

07:30

+ epic! summary: DD's restaurant/cafe & laughing turret video; asphalt digger; hold the door at the bar; DB rejects me, plan revenge with a drunk; goose the pretty, drunk girl who wants to come along; searching for my car so we can go on a double date and I can make out with the drunk girl; vegetable hat guy in restaurant; they're laughing at my foreign language speaking in the cafe, hilarious weird face of drunk girl; amazing transforming cell phone; black woman neighbor grows beautiful cherries; burglar break in at my childhood home

DD's restaurant/cafe & laughing turret video
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+ walking on the street in North B, near the old VV. I hear an ad playing for "DD's Santa Barbara Restaurant". Wow, DD opened a restaurant in Santa Barbara? I didn't know that. I realize I'm near DD's B restaurant now and I decide to go visit. I enter and see DD. As we're walking towards a table in the back I ask him how's business (it seems empty). D says a lot of (high school) kids come in looking for the special deal. And he says a lot of Russians come and eat here, I think that's interesting. We're sitting down at a table, and a black man is seating us, I "know" [false] he is DD's guide/helper, assigned to DD by DD's father watch over DD and help him. I stand again to greet the black man, offer my hand, he takes it and I put my left hand over his right for a double-handed very warm handshake, I feel very warm feelings for this man. The man sits down nearby at a table just around the corner of the wall from us, I notice he has what looks like two flat piroshki on his plate for his snack.

Sitting down again at the table with DD I notice has has a chocolate donut/muffin in front of him, his "regular" snack, I wish I had one. Our laptops are to the right of us on the table, DD is anxious to show me a funny video. He opens his laptop and plays a video: it's of several "Star Wars" blaster gun turrets on the exterior of some base firing into space, making "pew pew" sounds, then the turrets start *laughing*. I think this is fascinating. Their sides sort of go in and out while they're "laughing" amidst the "pew pew"s.

asphalt digger
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I'm outside running on a street, there's a street maintenance worker there digging a hole in the asphalt with a shovel and throwing out the debris on to the street. Other people are also running by, I run to the left, but a guy who runs to the right of the hole is almost hit by the debris the shoveler is throwing out. I think the worker should be more careful, I notice a volcano-shaped cone of asphalt (about 1 meter high) built up just past the digger.

hold the door
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I'm leaving a bar, in some sort of entry room in between the main bar and the street, the room is two levels, bar level, and an upper level at street level. The barman comes by me lifting a chair and asks me to stand there and hold the door for them. The power has just come back on, he explains, and now they must readjust the chairs. They're moving the chairs from the lower level and stacking them on the upper level. I'm annoyed by this and say "get your own guys to hold the door" and walk out, wondering if he'll get mad.

DB rejects me, plan revenge with a drunk
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Outside, I notice there's a door immediately to the right of the bar I just left heading in to another bar. I enter. In the back against the wall I see my old college girlfriend DB. She looks a bit dirty as if she's been working on something. I approach her for a light kiss, she allows it but does not look happy at this PDA. I bring out a large keyring full of exotic looking large keys, there are two keyrings interconnected and I take off one of the keyrings and hand it to DB. I move to hug her before I leave but she withdraws and does not allow it. I feel angry and hurt, and I leave. Outside there is a drunk guy who steps into a big boot (like a rubber rain boot) which has beer on the bottom, it soaks into his sock and he exclaims "Hey! I got a free sockful!" and plans to drink it. Then 3rd person me (or some other guy OG) pours a full cup of beer into the boot and says "here's a full cup!" The drunk says something like "you're planning to invade/infiltrate!"

goose the pretty, drunk girl
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I'm walking down the street with this other guy OG, and a cute petite bubbly girl with short brown hair and a silk (orange/pink) blouse comes up and walks with us and asks "May I come, too!?". At first I'm not sure but I warm to her quickly, she is so cute! I put my left arm around her neck and shoulders.

Spoiler for NSFW:

As we're walking I feel a bit bold/frisky and reach over with my right hand and feel for her left breast on top of her blouse. She is small but not flat chested. I do this a few times. Another boy/girl couple appears and they say "hey, don't use her...." (I think they're going to accuse me of feeling her up) "... like a windbreaker" (?) (whew, they didn't accuse).

. The idea comes up with this other couple that we should go to Santa Cruz. Woohoo I think, I can make out with the cute girl there! I have a car and say I can drive us, but I can't remember where it's parked, and ask the other couple where I left my car.

vegetable hat guy in restaurant
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We're looking for my car and we're indoors, there is a set of double doors in front of us, I push/pull on the outer set, and there's another set of doors with (Chinese?) characters on it, I push these open and they lead into restaurant with people seated in it. We just want to walk through I think of saying, hoping the staff won't mind. As I walk forwards there is a just ahead and to the right of me a guy seated at a table with a bunch of food. He's making impossibly fast gestures and shaking things at blinding speed (like "True Blood" vampire moves). I think he is ravenously hungry and as I walk past him say "Just got off of a desert island?" He responds (I forgot what). I'm still walking past him and I look back over my right shoulder and see he is wearing a funny hat on his head made of cut vegetables like carrots.

foreign language cafe
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We (drunk girl, and other couple and I) are seated at a table at a cafe. The cafe owner woman is there standing near us. I try to say "I offer you..." (to do something) in a foreign language. I stumble over that word (offer) just like I do in WL. The woman makes fun of me. I get a bit mad and try to say in the foreign langauge "behave well" but also mess it up. I want to look up the word in a dictionary on my phone to get it right. I'm standing and moving around the table, I notice the drunk girl is passed out with her face on top of a bottle of weird meat. The position of her head on top of the jar (her nose is on top and her jaw behind the jar and so not seen) and the contents of the meat in the jar looks like she has a fleshless smiling horse mouth. I think it's funny more than horrifying. I tell the other couple to take a picture of her while I reach for my phone. I notice the girl who I thought was passed out chuckling at the amusing tableau, but still remaining in that position.


amazing transforming cell phone
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I take out my phone, something's different, not right. I see a little green stick partly visible attached to it. I poke around and discover that it is a stylus! I take it out, wow, my phone has a stylus, after all these years I never noticed?! The phone I realize can be adjusted, it is made up of many movable pieces that can rearrange, I do this and the entire thing transforms into a device with a larger screen! I never knew it could do that! Then I keep finding changes like parts that flip up to form multiple other screens. They're no color though, more like monochrone screens, like on the old palm pilots. I see the transformations clearly as they happen with many moving parts that interlock in weird ways. I get a "whoa!" feeling, It's like watching a mini version of this:



I'm driving in a car up the roads to my childhood home, I"m talking with some guy (tech support?) about this phone, he's asking me to press something and we're trying to figure out how I can activate it since I'm busy driving, I say I could use my right hand. There are various buttons on the bottom of the phone I think about pressing. How about voice activation? Tech guy says "It has it but it only responds to a very particular female voice tone", it's only for internal use apparently. Speaking of internal use there are various escape codes that start with a dollar sign ($) and something else, which I think is only natural because many modem escape codes begin with those [sort of , but false].

black woman neighbor grows awesome cherries
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I'm on the final few streets remaining before reaching my childhood home, heading up the hills. I drive by a black woman standing out in her garden, she grows "cherry plants". We're out standing among the cherry trees/plants, looking at the dark, purple fruits. Some are not quite ripe yet and are more red/pinkish. I see a cherry plant that I "know" [false] I planted earlier, wow look at it now it's like 6 feet high with lots of fruit. The branches grow horizontally sideways as well with lots of little cherries on it.

I'm continuing on to my parents house still thinking about the cherries, and a woman says "I thought those apples would be sweet, but they're really tart!" I see a few apples on the ground they look a bit shriveled.

burglar break in at my childhood home, mindful moment of calm
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I walk in the front door to my childhood home. I feel a terrible thought that I forgot to turn on the alarm when I left, and that the house was unprotected. I move through the living room, dining room, kitchen, and back porch, and I'm getting more and more panicked, things seem out of places, cabinet doors left ajar, I just can't tell if things are wrong or not, in the back porch I'm positive that a burglar has ransacked the place, I'm getting more upset and scared and say "ohmygawdOhMyGawdOMYGAWD" then something happens.

I realize that I'm panicking, and that this won't help anything. I take a few deep breaths and let the panic go and start to try to think logically about what's going on and what I should do. (I've been doing "Stop!" mindfulness moments this last week in waking life, looks like they're starting to seep into dreams already!)

I continue on back into the dining room. I see the curtains are pulled over the sliding glass door and I think the burglar may be behind that. I move to open it and a guy jumps out at me. I struggle with him and he has a long stick and he whacks me several times in my left arm REALLY hard. I run out of the house and think to call 911 and imagine saying there's a home invasion and the guy assaulted me with a stick. I see two guys outside and one of them I think I know, he's beating up the guy who hit me saying he wasn't supposed to attack me.

wake up
back to sleep

+ summary: still image of beautiful blonde; appreciating the illustration on the blackboard
I see the still image of a beautiful blonde woman (with blue eyes?).
I'm looking at a green chalkboard with a chalk drawing of (a penis? a finger?) on it. I appreciate in particular the way the artist has rendered a wrinkle in the skin of the thing it depicts, with just a few strokes

wake up
back to sleep

+ summary (lucid #86 [KILD]) boldly swoop in and kiss girl at bus stop, her name is "Rider", and she does ; bus ride: too far can't get off, woman scolds me, annoying celebrity with gargantuan eye socket

I'm approaching a bus stop there's a girl standing there, I feel bold and I swoop in to take her in my arms and as my face approaches hers for a kiss I get lucid. Kiss. Pull back. Short kiss again, pull back. She's standing there looking at me. I say (thinking about stability) "do you want to walk around?" She answers "NO!". (haha never give a DC a choice). I kiss her again, each one is short, with half a mind to not losing the dream. I go in for a longer french kiss and experience very realistic sensation: tongue, a bit of mouth and teeth sensation. I ask her "What's your name?" She answers "Rider!" I think this means she implies she wants to ride *me*.

Spoiler for NSFW:

So we go around the corner, still on the sidewalk right there on the street, and lie down on my back on something. Rider is on top of me. At some point I get interested in her teeth which seem a bit horse-like, but this passes. We're fully clothed but begin intercourse. I feel something slightly pleasurable "down there", but it's vague. I reach down and realize I'm not "in", so I adjust to go in and the sensation increases, the whole things lasts about 15-20 seconds

and then I lose lucidity.

I'm on a bus thinking "woohoo I can't wait to tell fogelbise that I had half-decent lucid intercourse. (I *need* to learn how not to "give up" on these lucid transitions and stay vigilant for the dream state!).

"get a real girl"
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(just remembered this, not 100% positive which dream it occured in): a scene where a young man has made a mistake at a financial institution and lost tons of money. A group of guys and girls are joking about how he needs to "get a real girl." One of the girls gropes herself in a dramatic fashion. There are two breast-like bells posted up on a wall, I imagine one should feel these to get a notion of a woman's breasts(?)

bus ride:
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Riding the bus I'm with my wife. I realize I need to get off. The bus is driving through the urban street scene with hills and large buildings and cross streets. It's getting too far from where I need to go to get back on foot, but the bus does not stop. My wife offers to get the car and drive me to where I need to go but I decline.
I see the water in the distance down the hill. She's going across the water on a ferry to pick up the car(?) I don't want to go that far out of my way. I'm getting upset about too far the wrong way. I ask a woman suddenly seated next to me in a foreign language "does this same bus return to the center of the city?" (after stopping at the ferry/bus building coming up ahead). She doesn't know/doesn't answer. A woman sitting one seat back tells me in English that "You must repent! You should plan your trip better [with maps] to prepare for ...." and does on a while about how I'm not prepared. I feel a bit annoyed by this and come up with a "stunning retort" and say "The best laid plans of Mice and Men...." and she seems to appreciate my wit.

annoying weird eye celebrity guy:
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The bus stops, we don't get off, people get off, a new group of men get on and sit across the aisle. Their leader swaggers on to the bus, considers how any people there are, then tosses the bus fair (one large [50cent piece I think] coin and one small one) into the air and the coins fall to the floor. He sits down next to me.

He starts talking about himself and his (band?), I get a deja vu feeling of familiarity with him (sort of looked and talked like Billy Bob Thornton), I think I recognize him from the internet. He plays the trombone? As he's talking I get a close up view of his right eye. His eye socket has grown ENORMOUS and is bigger than his head itself, it is full of wrinkled skin and veins, I see his right eye looking around and see about fully half of his eye, which is also a big larger than normal and covered in red veins. I wonder what my wife thinks of this view.

The guys tells me that he saw how I reacted to the dance that one of his guys did when he got on the bus and that he (eye guy) didn't like it. I told him that his tossing the fare coins on the floor was extremely rude, and that some poor worker would have pick them up. Across from us I see a little robot juke/box looking thing with a screen that flashes: "Illegal" / "legal" I think it's going to display some local laws but I pay it no more attention.

The weir eye guy is miffed at me and is sitting one seat back (a long sideways seat). I decide to make smalltalk with him, and think he may reject my opening, but I ask him "when did you arrive on your trip?" He says something like "the month of the tigress". I have no idea when this is and say "I'm not into Aquarius, I only know the " ... intending to say "goat", and the guy says "goat" just before me, I say "goat, crab, fish, twins," and want to say "cancer" but don't.


awake recalling for a while, reviewing dreams, cementing the details in my waking memory

10:30 decide to get up

+ summary: EPIC!: closing window against rain, comforting hot girl in bed, chatting with her vomiting little sister in bathroom, vivid squash valley, chess concert, they're stealing our children, suicide slave, the doomed teen loves the queen, discovering a new cleanser

Over 30 minutes of amazing vivd "I'm there" dreaming action. The swirling water valley gorge was absolutely stunning.

Closing window against rain:
I'm in a room and it's dark and pouring rain outside. There's a small window that is open and the rain is really coming in. I think I'm on a ship and this could sink the ship. I go to examine and close the window, there are two sliding rectangular panes of glass (it's a small window) at first I try sliding the front one shut but water is still coming in, then I see the back one has a screen on it and also moves so I close the screen to the left then the front pane and it seems to have worked.

Something about a cat in the hallway?

Comforting hot girl in bed:
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I'm in a room (sister's bedroom of childhood home) in a twin bed lying on my left side. There's a beautiful girl there lying on the next bed or next to me on mine, she was upset about something and I put my right arm across her to comfort her. At some point I decide to bring my arm under the covers, I maneuver my right arm under the covers and place it across her naked torso/chest just below and pressing up into her breasts, it feels fantastic . She does not complain. Across the room lying on the floor underneath a desk in darkness is another girl and I think my wife. The girl on the ground disapproves of my actions. I think this is a bit risque pushing into her boobs so I run my hand/arm down her tummy and rest my hand on her left hip. She thinks I'm going for the "special place" and objects, "Don't touch me there!" I say I'm sorry I didn't mean anything by it. She's now getting really into me and I think my wife is faking sleep to spy on me. I look over at her in the darkness and think I see the gleam like the reflected eye of an animal at night (day reside from WL walk in park at night, saw animals' reflective eyes), so I'm getting nervous. At some point I say to her in a seductive voice "do you like this?" and she indicates yes, and I feel quite naughty and tell her in a seductive slow voice, "I like it, too!" Girl I'm lying with gets bold and makes some risqué comment out loud about what we should do, and I instantly say "SSSshhhhhh!!!!!" so that my wife won't hear. The girl has fairly dark skin.

Barfing little sister:
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I'm out of bed and looking for the girl I was just lying with, I think she's in the next room, I go into to bathroom (also in retrospect the upstairs bathroom of my childhood home), there is a long multi-colored shiny (like tinsel) dress looking thing lying on the floor with part of it in the open toilet. I reach down and lift up the part in the toilet and there's a girl in the dress! Her head was in the toilet. She's the little sister of the girl I was just in bed with, she has dark blonde long permed hair and fair skin, she's been vomiting in the toilet. She turns over and is lying face up on the ground with her body propped against the toilet, she puts her right arm up over her head and apologizes for her stinky pits. I note she doesn't shave there and has a small growth of light hair. I do indeed clearly detect an unpleasant odor, but it is neither vomit nor body odor, I can't place it. Some large matronly woman comes in and is cleaning about, and taking things out on a small cart down the hallway to my parent's room.

Squash valley:
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Some kids enthusiastically lead me to see the view. We're in some ship/building? We come up to a large open window (no lower pane you could just step/fall out) up high and we're overlooking a stunning view down a wide, steep hillside, one side of a very deep and wide gorge, at the bottom of the gorge is a violently swirling body of water, and cliffs rise up on the other side. (This image is the closest match I could find of my perspective, but my side had more of the hillside on it and the vegetation was much farther away/shorter)

I have a strong feeling I should step out and flly/glide over this amazing view, but don't. Some children and adults climb down and walk among the greenery. My wife is admiring the vegetation and thinks it's edible, my son also agrees that it looks quite delicious. I say "are you crazy? Who knows what those plants are? I look closely at them and they seem more like wild palms than lettuce plants. But I keep looking to the right and the ground seems to be more cultivated in rows, more like a lettuce plant, and then as my gaze keeps panning to the right I see a large area of tall plants with what appear to be giant yellow squash growing there. I say to my wife, "Now look there, there's some squash!" She ways "where?" I say "there! there!" (this goes on for a while). I think about harvesting these squashes which are about the size of a man, and I wonder if the pirates on our ship will eat them at all? I look to the right in the room and see one pirate seated at a counter facing me eating, and I see nothing but big hunks of meat on his plate.

I decide I *really* want to fly over that scene so I take a few running steps towards the window and start to dive out but am blocked, somebody has put up a big screen over the window, I'm bummed by this (DARN that would have been an awesome flight!).

I move to a window on the other side of the ship/building and look out another window, I see the people walking back up the hill who had climbed down earlier. There is a group of royalty unrelated to us blocking the way, and they consider taking our people hostage. The scene transitions into:

Chess Concert:
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I'm walking in a large open room/theater, and I come across two <my instruments> lying on the ground, and recognize them and say "Hey, <my instrument>s!" I see the players: one is sitting on a bench (the principal) and one is standing (the 2nd). I offer my hand to both of them and say I'm a <my instrument> player, too! The first is slow to take my hand and the second one leaves me hanging, I don't like that. I talk about my instrument is a <manufacturer>, sort of a high end student instrument / low end professional, how it has beautiful tone, but that the F# trill key on the right hand doesn't work right, and demonstrate by flicking my finger in the air a bit, then realize, OOPs, no, it's the C# trill key hole ring on my right hand that doesn't work. I ask the principal what make his instrument is and it's the same as mine. The show is about to start up so I have to move on, I walk across the room and up the bleachers to the exit at the top, walking past lots of little kids with chess sets out. This is some sort of chess concert where they discuss a chess lesson and the audience plays along on their own boards. The lesson today is "bishop battle": two nights against bishops? There is some short visual of chess pieces all mixing together.

Child stealers:
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I'm standing outside on a remote wooded road with a group of adults including my wife, there's some activity going on, they're loading the children into a truck whose canopy/trailer is entirely made from opaque green cheap plastic, a bit brighter green that army green. Everyone is happy and looking forward to the activities. I get a terrible suspicion as the parents and the children are about to be moved to the destination location: who are these guys with the truck? Where are they taking the kids? We may never see them again! I jump on to left outside and hold on to a round tube as the truck takes off. My wife looks scared and runs after the truck too, I help her up to the other side. There is a guard at the back of the truck and I'm sure he sees me doing this but he takes no action. We move through a compound of theirs and through a check point, and some group of guards calls to the truck to come up and eat with them. I think they see us but our guard indicates to them not to raise any alarm. I'm wondering why and he mentions some sort of large pay off I will need to make to him.

Slave suicide:
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Our truck pulls up to the destination compound where children are slaves, there is a large outdoor area filled with what looks like shiny wooden coffins. Something about the "PhD fields" (!?). I move to see where one very talented slave girl, dark skin and dark eyes, is being forced to read a scrolling text on a screen and compose a rap song to go along with it. She's very talented but is struggling, there is an overseer and a "teacher" sitting with her goading her on. Her performance is not perfect, and there's some mention of her wanting to "push the button," the overseer disagrees but she goes ahead, she picks up (it's hanging around her neck?) a short sharp thing like a dagger and plunges it into her jugular vein, and bleeds and dies. I think it's sort of a nasty sight. But it was her escape.

The doomed teen loves the queen:
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(DO) In a large outdoor stadium, football field sized, rectangular with vertical walls, we're up high on the walls, the "field" is far below. At my back (along the short "endzone" side of the field) is a row of the royalty including the queen. I drift forwards along the left long wall, and there is a long line of condemned prisoners each bound to a holding contraption. As I get close I notice the deception: their arms are in fact bound inside long black cloth tubes [like a straight jacket], and fake stuffed arms in white are hanging down: they are in fact bound, not with loose arms, like the crowd thinks they are from the view, with bound arms the have no chance to save themselves.

There is a young man at the end of the long row, he loves the lonely queen, he wants to call out to her (maybe she will pardon them?), his position shifts around the corner and on to the short wall opposite the field from the queen. I look back towards the queen and she can't hear him, her position is shifting down the long wall towards us.

Discovery of a new cleanser:
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Back on the boat (space ship?) where the dream began, I'm inspecting up close a very intricate combo jacuzzi/shower with lots of jets and drains, I'm tracing with my finger one drain that has an area that has become "whiter than white," it is totally new and clean, I'm brushing aside the residue of the cleaning there are lots of soap bubbles around, though. I'm holding in my hand a very complicated looking jet mechanism roughly the shape of a cube, and it looks shining white and new. It's because of the secret cleanser that was used, I hear the ship's crew discussing whether they should tell anybody about about this discovery. (It's an alcoholic drink?) Dream closes with me singing an advertising jingle, "Iiiiitt's liiiike aiiiiirplaaaane fuuuuuel..." (my WL phrase for bad/cheap alcohol).

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Awake, amazed as the scenes from the above dream came in one by one. There was earlier recall but the above epic totally overwrote earlier minor recall.

I feel like there's some more dreaming left in me, there's an appointment to get to but since I didn't sleep half the prior night, my wife said I should just rest today, so that's what I do, I can *feel* the lucid in me, just waiting for another sleep session to pop out. It's not easy getting back to sleep, I change positions a number of different times, do breathing relaxation, see lots of dreamlets, and finally get a short actual dream:

+ OS class teacher at his desk, I'm looking at my coin collection
A man is sitting at a desk, he's JoSv my OS teacher from college, he's taking some questions. I want to show him something, I'm holding my coin collection (false memory) in my hand and inspecting a particularly interesting coin, he's calling for final questions, some other guy gets in to talk. I figure "oh well" and put down the box with my coin collection on the desk and think that's where it belongs. I have my special coin in my hand and look at it and walk away.

I know I have more dreaming in me and relax and fall asleep...

+ summary: (lucid #84 TOTM leaves) get lucid, try to gather leaves, fail, fly looking for leaves, bounce off of some guy's bald head, find leaves, fly/jump through pile, guy wants me to clean it up, kids in a cage, I deny writing on the wall, lose the dream when I realize kids are another TOTM and go back to ask them the question

I'm flying a large UFO vehicle and land with a hard crash on the street outside my childhood home. I'm walking through my childhood home talking to my parents: the dining room, the living room, and out the front door. I call to my parents that I need to pick up the UFO I flew in on. I slowly get lucid as I'm running up the front steps to the street, I know my UFO is shaped like a gigantic motor home and there it is just as I'd imagined. I gesture towards it with my left hand, I want it to collapse into a tiny package and fly into my hand. At first nothing, then it collapses into a small thing, and I will it to fly into my hand, and it does, it's the shape of a coin. At this point I think TOTM leaves, and look around on the street and on the pathways to our neighbor's houses. There are a few leaves scattered on the M's walkway, and a few on the G's driveway, but not nearly enough for a pile and I don't want to jump on to just a few leaves on top of bricks. So I close my lucid eyes [never done this before!] and summon a large pile of leaves, nothing. Then I imagine using my "lucid power" to gather up with the wind all the leaves in the area into a pile and make whooshing gestures with my arms, but nothing happens. OK, I'll go flying to find a pile of leaves. I have to be careful though to stay lucid and remember to land again. I jump up into the air, and there's a white plastic platform hovering about 15 feet up, which I grab with my arms and use to catapult myself higher into the sky.

I fly over the G's house, and I'm then in a false location, there's a bald (hispanic?) man walking along a tall fence who asks me for directions to something, I ignore his question and want to ask him (or ask him telepathically) where a pile of leaves is. I don't wait for an answer I'm hovering right over him, I use my hands and push off his bald head with my feet to change direction and keep on flying, I feel a little bit bad about this .

I soon land and "remember" (an actual false memory, not a pretend one) that there are lots of piles of leaves around here (in WL my neighborhood and the park are full of them now). I see a wooded dirt area in front of a house across the street and know there are piles of leaves there, I see them, and get a running start and launch myself superman style into one of the piles. I bash into it and out the other side and fall to the ground. I look back at it and notice that it must be a biology experiment because there is steam rising up from the decapitated mountain of leaves. The man who is the owner of the yard asks me to put the "XYZ" back. He then walks by me from left to right and I notice there's a small metal cage with two kids in it, a boy and a girl, the man opens the cage and leaves. I'm amazed not that the kids are in the cage, but that he would leave a stranger with his kids. Kids come out and they mostly are little girls. I get deja vu at this point and think I was here in a dream before. They accuse me of being the one who wrote on the column, I deny it (I don't want to be determined to have been the one who was here before), they insist I did, I look at it and say I didn't, but I clearly see my initials in cursive in my handwriting next to one of the number "7"s written on the column, I say "I didn't write that pink seven" (but I think I did).

I get up then and say "I need to fix the pile" and go there to do so, then I stop in my tracks and think "KIDS! The other TOTM, argh, I missed it" and turn around to go back worried about the dream ending, which of course then it does.

I don't want to give up. I'm (in bed? The void?) rubbing my hands vigorously to return to the dream. I feel the friction, I feel the heat.

+ summary: (lucid #85 TOTM) back in a dream, people walking on street, find a teen girl, ask her what's it like to be a DC in my dream, she pulls away and says "go away"[/COLOR]

(lucid #85 TOTM) And then I'm back in a dream. I'm on some random street with people walking around busy doing their thing. I go across the street and say/will people to tell me where some kids are, but I instantly see one of the people is a teen girl, I reach for her to turn her to me, she pulls away against my grip, I start to ask her how old she is but see she's about 14, so I ask her "What's it like to be a DC in my dream?" And she answers something like "Mmmpph!" or "Go away!" and the dream fades.

I'm "in bed" vigorously rubbing my hands again. I'm lying in the same position where I last fell asleep (on my right side), I'm rubbing my hands vigorously, I so clearly feel the friction, feel the heat, I have some small thought in the back of my head that this is not quite the position I was in when I fell asleep, this may in fact be a dream, but I'm so intent on the rubbing that I don't even think to do a simple nose pinch. It was probably a FA and I missed it.

But another dream arises:

+ summary: in a gym, lying on ground, checking out hot girl in spandex, banter with young black guys, locker's open, letter from mother, standing confused in front of mirror with shorts on yet naked

I'm in a crowded room, it's like a gym, fairly small. There's a wall length mirror on one wall, and a wall made up of lockers on the other. At some point I find myself lying down on the floor looking up, just as a beautiful girl, sweating profusely from exercise and waving her arms around, comes up (to look in the mirror?), I think "woohoo by chance I chose the right spot!" and I'm looking up at her, a bit self-conscious but I want to check her out.

Then I'm standing and chatting with a group of young black guys, they're talking about a scam method of theirs where they answer someone's question and they coerce/trick the mark into paying them money, they ask me how I / if I do that too, and I answer is, "Nah, man, I'm 'hood!" To which they respond with beat box, "Bow Chi Bow, 'Get out Da Waaaay!'" and I respond by rapping "Get out Da Waaaay!" as I turn towards the lockers and do a little dance and imagine they'll make fun of my poor white man dance moves.

I go to my locker and feel all of a sudden like I haven't locked it because I didn't lock it. There in big giant numbers on my locker are the numbers X-Y-Z arranged vertically, my WL code for my gym locker. I open it and it's not locked, and I look through I see a backpack and white athletic shoes, it could have all been stolen but nothing appears to have been stolen.

I'm putting a large envelope into the locker, it's from "MiSe" (whiny female colleague from company "3") and my mother, there's a handwritten note and something that looks like a plastic embossed card (like a credit card), it's something important.

I'm standing in front of the mirror looking at the full body view of myself. Then I realize to my amazement that I'm naked from the waist down! How could this be? I'm wearing shorts, but my shorts start at around my chest and only cover down to my navel, how'd that happen? I reach down and "adjust" the shorts sideways and that somehow covers up my stuff.

I've never gotten lucid from a mirror, despite ALWAYS doing an RC whenever I look into one in WL, and today was no exception. Sorry for any typos, I was typing at top speed for like 1.5 hours to get this all down.

8:30pm zonk out, yes I'm weak, very tired, couldn't hold out for "normal" bedtime. Melatonin production starts around 5pm now, it's dark and cold and will be this way for the next 5 months....I love it! Excellent for long stays in bed, dreaming

10:30pm family comes home, have to get up a few times, had some recall here but forgot

early batch:

+ missed the concert! I'm trying to find the time, it's 7:30 already, the concert is beginning, I can hear the music (on the radio), this is terrible I've only ever missed one concert before in my life, maybe if I hurry I can get there in time for the 2nd piece, I'll have to walk on stage all by myself. I put on a gaudy purple lapelled tux. Lying down on the ground a cute girl walks over some of us she's wearing a white billowing dress and I notice she's panty-free and get a clear view of her (ahem).

+ semi/short lucid watch a plane explode, break apart and crash right outside my window, the roof of the fuselage is blown off and the edges are glowing red hot, I see the rows of seats and perhaps some people, I say "no way this is waking" and I think I do a nose pinch but forget about being lucid, after the crash I go to the left to see if there are people, I see some weird strange cartoony guy

+ enemy base infiltration in darkness, the doors are open I see, I must take advantage of this while I can, I enter a long dark hallway and I see the outlines of guards down at the end of the hallway, they're looking my way, I get down on my stomach on the floor and glide/slide forwards slowly, this will make he harder to see, then send a toy train sensor down the hallway to search for intruders, it runs right by me on the right, I hear them saying "caught another programmer," it's like now, I stand up and wait to be discovered

+ held prisoner, leader asks me how the treatment is, I say (one guard) shoots some prisoners in the head, he says "yeah have to do something about (him)." writes a note for me but shouldn't be needed if existing s laws were enforced

+ teaching a little girl how to bind together little toy rings made out of thatched straw, her dad is watching

+ dinner with the T family, drinking? I only have a few days left before the end of this trip so I'd better hurry to wrap up my project goals

+ trying to find a cab?

3am wife comes to bed? do some mental recall of the above

later:

+ JG is standing naked at the top of the stairs, I climb up behind her admiring the view, one "feature" is exposed clearly and I make a note of her shaving practices

+ meeting with some guys in a club, exchange contact information, someone's complaining about short palestinians in leather jackets who are self-proclaimed law enforcement

+ I'm chasing a little spider that I have to catch with another guy, it will allow me to do something. Can't catch it. We're in some crawlspace. I look up and see a large crack open area extending up with tons and tons of spider webs and dead spiders, I see a live one. I continue looking on the low ceiling further and I start to see larger and larger and juicier/thicker live spiders with stripes and dots, "ugh!" I think and just get the heck out of the there in a hurry

+ 1st person shooter base assault. I'm at the enemy base and view one of (our guys?) the strikers flying / jumping in. We attack the generators, and the turrets, the enemies are dismayed that we're making progress on trashing their base. We put a special marker on an enemy target and one of our guys follows the signal in a flying craft and torches it with a flamethrower.

+ (lucid) I'm on an outdoor large patio that wraps around the corner of a building which is on my right, as I turn the corner and see the expanse of patio stretched out in front of me and the nature in the distance and I'm lucid and I think "FLY!" I take several steps and then a few running steps then take off superman-style. I want to fly to the ocean. I extend a hand forcefully forwards and I fly faster and higher, but no ocean yet, just more nature on the horizon. Another spurt of speed forwards and I catch a glimpse of water in the distance, "ah, there we go" I think. The trees are beautiful, and I fly down low to fly through the leaves of one tree, as I approach I feel the sensation of the leaves dragging on my left shoulder and back just before I actually fly through the tree, and think this timing mess-up is funny/interesting. Back up higher I notice the sunset is the purest orange that I've ever seen, it's amazing. I think that on the hills below me must be a house with a girl in it, I look for it and start to land and the dream fades.

I'm then talking with someone (a woman?) about how, yes, it's trite and everyone says it, but that was probably my best flying dream ever to date.

00:00 Saturday 2014-10-11 LDs #69, #70, fake mountain viewing resort, childhood home, nice kiss

04:00 bedtime. YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME! (You see, I was getting ready for bed at 2am, already horribly late, wife insists I fix the clog in the bathroom sink NOW. Cleaning the pipes takes 10-15 minutes, putting them back together so they don't leak [much ] takes 1.5+ hours).

despite the drastically late bedtime, I had a number of dreams but because I moved too much most were lost except this one:

+(f) lord of the rings adventure?

+ (DO flying around) fake mountain viewing resort: there are sets for a scene from Lake Tahoe, volcanoes, etc., there's a church where they must change the wine once a week or it would freeze, jutting stone outcroppings are decorated with fake mist

Somewhere around 9:00 wife's alarm goes off. I'm getting back to sleep for a long time.
Countdown a bunch. It's HOT, put arm outside comforter to dissipate heat. Take off remee, I'm all sweaty underneath it and too hot, try to sleep without it, put it back on as I get drowsy after cooling off, and drift off into dream....

Let go, let go, dream come get me...

(somewhere between 9-11)

+ (lucid)
I'm lucid as the dream forms. I guess this means it's a WILD, don't care so much about the category. The image appears and solidifies. It's as if I'm standing in the closet of my childhood bedroom looking out to a a portion of my bedroom, I see one of the twin beds. It is as if the scene is partially in a black frame. I can't detach from where I am, feel a bit unstable, start rubbing hands and don't stop until I can enter. I call to my mother whom I "know" is just behind the area blocked by the blackness to come out and sit on the bed.

After enough hand rubbing I can detach from my starting point and enter the dream, there is a brief disorientation and them I'm walking out of my bedroom the dream is now "full screen", I enter the upstairs hallway, I reach the top of the stairs, turn, descend, I'm thinking a little bit that it's sort of weird just to walk around when you're lucid but I'm really enjoying it, I don't care, it's stable and solid. I reach the bottom of the stairs and enter the living room. There are many many objects, I'm amazed at the detail, it feel really waking-life. There are lots of small digital clocks with bright colors showing the time, I don't look at them but notice them shining in the dim light (green some of them). The lighting is dim but everything is clearly seen. The room is full of objects, unlike previous dreams where it's been empty or just a few things. I notice the old B&W TV on a stand near the entrance to the dining room, think it's interesting that I see the old TV. Walking further into the room I turn to my right and glance at the piano area, I see it is filled with discarded crumpled up Christmas wrapping paper. I want to do some lucid eating so I head for the kitchen, I'm in the dining room almost to the kitchen and think "no, do the TOTM non-waking instrument task." I turn around and head back to the living room, I open a buffet sliding door and pull open a drawer with the intention of finding a musical instrument that doesn't exist in waking life. The drawer is full of random small junk, no instrument. I then think to ask the "dream guides" for it, I hold out my arms as if carrying an invisible pile of firewood and say "give me an instrument that does not exist in waking life" but nothing appears. When I speak hear my voice as if distant but it's clear. I give up and go outside on the deck to admire the view. The view is amazing, I see all the way to The City and the sparking lights. Some lights are pure blue. Some lights are little square blobs on top of straight sticks and I recognize these as indicators from a space-sim game I've been playing a lot of (Oolite) and chuckle out loud as I recognize the residue and know where it's from. I reach the main corner of the deck and decide to fly up in to the air, I jump lightly and effortless reach up into the sky.

I'm twisting around and think I should go raiding neighbor homes for girls, but I find my flight movement control is broken, I try flapping once or twice but can't move at all, then the dream goes dark, I see only blackness. I try opening my eyes once or twice and think that I'm moving my waking eyes so I relax and stop moving.

+ (semi?) I'm thinking about PercyLucid's comments about kissing, I appear (on my parent's backyard lawn?) and bring a girl into my arms and smack a few times on a short but really erotic kiss. Possibly a daydream? If so it was really vivid, at least part actual dream I think.

+ (FA?) I'm in bed with hands rubbing, my hands are touching, I wake later with hands separate, this was probably FA.

+ (lucid)I'm lucid as an image appears of my childhood home kitchen, my view is as if I'm in the place of the stove looking at the counter/sink across from it. It also takes me a bit of effort to enter the dream, I have to "scoot" on my butt as if I'm sitting on a very large invisible bed in darkness a number of times to reach the edge and get so I get put my feet on the floor and enter the dream. I say to myself "I'd like to eat a waffle" and think about where to find one. Then I look to the right, through the door into the living room (the dining room seems not to be there) and I see it's messy with lots of bottles (wine bottles?) scattered all over the place, that must have been quite a party, , there's a sound, the dream ends, my wife is working at the table in our bedroom and is making some noise which woke me up, darn.

+ in current-day home in bedroom, whole family is in the room, I think I'm awake because my wife is talking about an errand I know she has to do in waking life today, she's talking about why she believes (an unpleasant situation we're in) is from hell.

In one of the lucids I hear some kind of announcer, it probably was my wife watching a video in the same room while I was still sleeping (argh).

00:00 Thursday 2014-10-09

02:00 bedtime. EGADS MY BEDTIME IS BROKEN but I had to get some work investigations done.

Enough of this low recall, vague dream crap: I set strong bedtime intention despite late hour to remember dreams, have vivid dreams, wake up after dreams, and be lucid in dreams. Some awesome early vivid non-lucids, a hard-fought back to sleep victory, more vivid non-lucids, and got a TOTM DILD!

~ 08:00

I rolled over, realized I was awake, started thinking about recall but MAN my bladder is full and I'm lying right on top of it, I have to get up immediately to relieve it, trying to do recall while doing so before losing it. Got some more recall after lying back down to bed.

+(f) I'm Spock on Star Trek speaking with my clones, tearfully explaining that I'll sacrifice myself so that they may continue on (much more but forgot)

+ lying on the ground in a house, cutie (LW) walks by, I hope she'll get with me, she stops and sits down beside me, but someone else is there and nothing happens

+ we're trying to get the passenger jet airplane out of the building: there's no way it will fit through the door, but it morphs itself and collapses its wings as it moves through the doorway in order to fit, that's a pretty cool I think

+ I'm preparing for battle: I throw knives but mostly full sized swords at the wood wall, almost all of them stick in point first perfectly, I think about how many rotations they'll go through mid-air.

+ summary: flooded kitchen from bathroom above, run upstairs to investigate, Will Smith is naked in the bed, black girl "verifies his ID" by (kissing him?) a tiny Will Smith head in a pot chastises him and does a short rap rhythm.

I'm back in the kitchen (again?), this time I feel peeling wet plaster falling down on to me from the ceiling. I think I was in the kitchen before and felt drops of water, but now the ceiling is in really bad shape. I run out into the corridor and call to my friends that we must run upstairs to find the leak. Run upstairs, walking down a hallway with white walls, low lighting, I enter a bedroom to the right there is a little closet area and the path into the room sneaks around a corner, I think the guy who used to be in this room has moved out, leaving back in to the corridor I think I'd like to have this room because of the privacy, you can't see into the room directly from the corridor.

Back in the room again I notice someone lying in the bed: a black man, naked, I'm looking out the window it's fairly dark in the room and outside, I see we're on the 2nd or 3rd floor. The building across the way I see has a long pink thick/wide sturdy strap attached to the window also on the 2nd or 3rd floor, I think strangers use this to climb up into the rooms and squat there at night time. I see the same pink straps on this room's windows, the guy in bed must be also a squatter.

The guy in bed is Will Smith. He's now standing up next to me, facing a girl. There's a black girl there who will verify his ID, she (kisses him?) and is processing the information. While we're waiting for the result I notice that just beyond here is a bucket with several little tiny beings in it including a 1/4-sized Will Smith head, they are all performing the Men In Black post office beatbox:



At the end the girl approves Will Smith's ID, he was just standing there the whole time silent. His little mini-head in the bucket then tells him "Would it have KILLED you to start a CONVAAAHHSAASHUUUN!!??" (with the girl).

Long back to bed. Street noise, snoring wife, moving wife, I down count backwards doing relaxing breaths over and over again, sometimes from 20, sometimes from 10, freqently lose count, have lots of drowsiness to sink into, but my mind keeps staying active. Think about that slogan I saw on FB last night: "Attitude is the difference between an ordeal and an adventure." Decide that I'm on a wonderful back-to-sleep adventure that will be rewarded with awesome dreams. It is hard work to fall asleep under these conditions but I will do it, I will keep relaxing until eventually fall asleep. Dreamlets form but fade when I "look at" them, a number of them. Stop trying to look! Remain passive, notice without engaging, do NOT TRY to sleep, you can't force a dream, just keep relaxing.... And I WIN! Eventually sleep, have some vivid dreams, and get lucid and do TOTM.

11:00

+ summnary: trying to figure out what's going on with the shelves in this refrigerator, notice a strange tube, get lucid, do pumpkin TOTM (open a pumpkin and describe the contents).

I'm standing with my face in an open refrigerator. The top shelf is not arranged properly, it's falling off/hanging on only one side (in waking during the day I adjusted the shelve on a kitchen rack of shelves that was mis-aligned and falling off, it's right next to the refrigerator), I try to adjust it to hang it properly and horizontally, but in doing so I think maybe someone put it like this so that the tall milk bottles would be able to stand up straight on the shelve below? I close the door and the fridge is like in two sections, the top not aligned with the bottom. I see on the wall/top section hinge a small tube emerging, and a draft of cold air (and some water dripping?) is blowing out of the tube. Why is that, is it a pressure release? The cold air is coming out, will the fridge lose its cold because of this?

I'm now standing outside in daytime on a fairly steep sloping path between (widely spaced) houses but still thinking about that odd tube descending out of the refrigerator I was just observing, I've never seen anything like it before. Wait, odd thing I've never seen before? DREAM! Nose pinch confirms. I walk up the hill towards the street, immediately think of TOTM/pumpkin task [I love when goal memory comes easily]. I turn to the left at the sidewalk and go up onto the porch of a house, thinking "It is Halloween, there will be a pumpkin here." Sure enough I find a pale white/green typical jack-o-lanter-sized gourde on the porch. I reach down and imagine that it's top is already cut. I pinch the dry stem at the top with the fingers of my left hand, noticing the sensation of touching it is entirely waking-like. It lifts off easily. Oops! Below it there is another pumpkin top, this one traditional orange. Is this going to be a trick dream pumpkin trolling me with endless series of tops? No, I lift the orange one away and see the interior: no pumpkin goop, it's packed with colorful transparent packages of goodies (cookies?) I'm closely looking to be able to describe very clearly the contents, the package on top is drawn with an illustration that I think looks a lot like Charles Shultz style (peanuts), then the dream fades (either wake up or non-lucid transition, I had 2 more quite vivid non-lucid dreams after that).

+ invited to a friend's place for an event, it's awkward because I don't know anyone there, he's not there apparently, I'm walking from the living room through the kitchen area to the dining room, in the dining room the table is full of platters of cookies (I eat some?), move back to the living room, (on the way I glance into the kitchen, there's nobody there, where's my friend anyway?), some middle-aged guys (white hair and white beards some of them) are sitting on the living room floor drinking beer, some in the middle of the room facing the wall where some other people are sitting (on a couch?). I step into the middle of the living room there's a previously-played monopoly board next to them on the floor, I see it is covered with paper play money, cards, and game pieces, like the game was finished and just left there.

I'm sitting in a room down a hallway from the friend's apartment (above), a guy comes in and I said I was previously in the other apartment. I'm showing him a game I'm playing on a PC, I see the game on the screen then I'm inside the game, trying to equip weapon/armor from the confusing pop-up controls, there's a fight? Swinging a weapon? I'm back outside and choose "enter this place" (there's a choice of about 3 places to enter: left, middle right) to explore instead of going back to the fight, it's like a kitchen with hundreds of "inspect this" signs on objects everywhere.

+ In sons's room, (the cat?) spills a bottle on his important schoolwork on the floor. I'm looking at the bottle and it's empty, but as I watch I see liquid starts welling out from somewhere under my sons papers, I keep looking and see another bottle lying on its side that has some liquid in it, I tell him to pick his work up before it's ruined.

(early)

+ ski competition in a box. On a ski slope surrounded by tall walls, the door at the low end of the "box" opens and closes, I keep resetting (via rope?) to the starting line and the guy I'm racing against never begins at the same time as me.

+ getting a commemorative coin engraved with our names at a fair. I see the woman working the machine, the main guy seems to want us to think it will materialize out of thin air.

+ putting the little kid to sleep: kissing him goodnight, then taking him to the bathroom when it becomes clear his diaper is full, afterwards I throw the full diaper into the garbage can, go upstairs, and a woman points out to me mildly disapproving that there was already a garbage bag in the can for dirty diapers and that I should have used that instead, I agree.

(late, back to sleep victory)

+ getting on a bus at a prison officially going to Canada but really going to the US, going to the US is "just a detour" but is the real purpose of the bus

+ (DO) the concert at the international border: two bands are playing, one on each side of the border, at the same time, the Canadian MP threatens that any MP from "KaNAHda" found on the other side of the border will be declared a traitor. View from high up, the two bands were inadvertently scheduled to play on the same night, on each side of a river which is the international border. The river is invisible below the frozen ice. There is a long trench running across the border and young people are running up and down the trench shoveling it to keep it clear of ice shavings. I hear one of the bands playing, and think the concert goes must be upset that they can't hear the band they came to see clearly. Then the view switches to the Canadian MP at his desk, standing up, and threatening the traitor MPs. I think the way he pronounces "kahNAHdah" is funny.

+ (lucid, 1st and 2nd level): on computer trying to figure out a stock price, I'm with a woman, we can't make sense of the numbers, (they keep changing?) they're too small/too big for what we're expecting and I think that's because there must have been a split. I'm working the interface using the keyboard, I'm having trouble identifying the "show split history" on the screen I find something like it but it's not satisfying.

Brief scene of S2 standing outside.

Back at the computer I look down at the keyboard, the apple command key is in the wrong place and doesn't look right, then I notice there are large craters/big groups of missing keys on the keyboard, this is NOT right, I immediately declare, "Oh, I'm TOTALLY dreaming!", nose pinch confirms, get that amazed feeling because I thought I was entirely awake, stand up and immediately move on to the dream. I'm in my parents house living room, dazzled with the lucidity a bit, quickly settle down to goals: lucid dare! OK I'll throw that darn fire ball that Nfri dared me to do. Went to the main entrance hallway looking down into the back porch, willed my hand to be full of a fireball, and made a throwing motion trying to imagine a ball of fire travelling down the hallway and exploding on the door to the deck. I don't see anything. Hmm, fail! OK, I need to find a candle, take the flame into my hand, and build that into a fireball and throw it. I walk around looking for a candle for a bit, find one, cup the flame into my hand, it does come to my hand, I will it to build to a big ball of fire and then I make another throwing motion towards the open kitchen door through the living room where my mother is working on dinner, the visuals of the fireball are very very weak and there's no big fiery explosion but I'm satisfied and don't want to spend more time on that.

I think I should try some RCs that I haven't done yet. I've always wanted to try finger through palm: push my left index finger through right palm: yup, it goes through! It's like my right palm is made of thick heavy rubber. I get a quick glimpse of bizarre dream hands but pay them no further attention.

I'm looking out the window into the inky black dark night to the bright city lights below, there are SO MANY lights, the scene looks entirely realistic, I see all the way across the water to the city on the other side, the bridges are covered in lights. I'm amazed at how my brain can create this image without sensory organs. This view is so amazing I want to go see it outside. I hear my parents calling for me, I "know" that I'm asleep taking a nap [downstairs, probably on the couch], and that soon they will wake me up and Im incorporating their voices into this dream, but for now I'll just acknowledge their voices calling me but stay in the dream. I'm a little concerned about flying off and the dream ending, but I decide I'll just hover briefly a bit to admire the view then stop flying.

I open the sliding glass door and go out on to the deck, I want to "hulk jump" up into the sky and just hover there to look at the view. I give a fairly weak jump and maybe a arm/leg flap or two and I'm up at the level of the roof, I look out to see the amazing view and am somewhat disappointed that it is obscured with fog. Ah well.

My dad walks by my "sleeping body" and I hear him mumble some mildly disapproving statement, and "oh just let him sleep" and he moves on. He says something about a sports program that will be on TV soon.

I look down to the deck and see 3 people: 2 CGs standing on either side of a dude who after looking again is a 3rd CG. I fly down to the girl on the right, she's wearing a skirt, I get up close to her and do a double handed reach around and butt-squeeze and "wake up."

I am in the living room and look out the window: hey, yes, indeed my dream view out the window was very much like the "real" view I see now. The position of some features of the city are slightly different "in reality" though.

I go "back to sleep" on a bed or a desk. At one point I see a desk with used candy wrappers on it and there is some peanut sauce (made peanut sauce for some pasta in waking life the night before and O/D'd on it).

"Falling asleep" there in my parent's house, I see some HI -- I think this looks like an outdoor scene with a blue sky. If I just stay calm it should turn into a dream. I DOES morph into a static image of an outdoor scene against a blue sky. Stay still and wait for the dream to begin, the people start moving, there is a carriage, people are walking on a path, soon I should be able to walk myself and yes, I can walk and move, now I can hear the people talking, a group of women is following another woman who is a financial professional of some sort who is out shopping on Saturday. She does not want to engage in work talk with these women, "it's going to take me at least 15 minutes" to get where she's going, she's in a hurry, they walk with her and keep trying to get free advice.

I "wake up" and am really excited at my "successul WILD" and can't wait to write about it on DV and see what Sageous says .

At some point I really wake up and am amused by the dream-in-dream "WILD".

00:00 Friday 2014-09-19

01:17 bedtime too late! argh!

I initially woke with no dream memories at all (oh darn, a no recall night!?), but with patient probing I recalled all this:

+ I'm on a road trip, I'm looking at a map I'm trying to read the road names and figure out where they go, this is a long trip it's important to stop for gas at the station on the map before you enter the mountains. Stopped at a gas station, I see some guys are getting in a car joking and laughing and they say "Hey, Mexico is just over that wall there!" I chuckle to myself and know this is wrong, we haven't even left the city yet in order to reach the last gas station on the map. Then I start doubting, and wonder if we could have reached this spot already, we get in our car and drive to turn around, there's a large hole in the ground (dream sign) and I say to be careful and avoid it, we turn around and stop near the entrance, I get out and go in for directions, there are two guys in there and I spread out the map and am trying to find where we are on the map, and ask them to show me, one guy tells me about the mountain road (at first I'm afraid he'll tell me the road is closed and I have NO IDEA what to do if that is true), but he instead says that the road is maintained but is a bit windy, generally clear, I get the impression the road is in good shape but you must be careful. I also wonder what would happen is a large flood of water would whoosh over the road, would we all get soaked in the car?

+ observing a commercial for lip cold sore medication liquid: a girl is sitting behind a guy and leans forwards for a kiss. Then a picture of a girl applying the medication to her lip sore with the applicator stick, and something about "you can then touch the sore with your finger which activates the medication", then a close up of the guy/girl (slightly chubby college kids) making out deeply, I'm watching this commercial with my sister and feel a bit uncomfortable.

+(f) out front a building in a big city on the sidewalk, they're installing a mail slot in the wall(?) with my wife (?)

+ in a restaurant, observing, walking from table to table, appreciating the food there ("nice sizzling meat platter!"), I see several big meat platters, one guy blows me off, I get really mad, we'll fight?

+ I'm playing my instrument, skilful scales up and down, play a long high-A, some sounds are not right and someone criticizes me about this, I show that the problem is the low the G to B-flat trill key mechanism is stuck, I show this to a guy, I'm wiggling the proper key (4th finger of the right hand), and show that the mechanism moves but the key covering the hole that should open is stuck and not opening. After rehearsal I'm walking through the band and dodging a trombone player who's standing up, walking and still playing with his trombone held over his right shoulder.

dozing from around 7:30 to 9:something, I recall the above sequence and run it through my mind enough to survive through another dream.

Then I had a late morning WILD:

10:08

+ (lucid #65) I'm relaxing, trying to drift off to sleep, and see an image of a floormat on the ground, I know this is a dream and I try to stay calm and "sink into" the image. I become aware that I'm crouching down close to the floor, and think about standing up but feel it's not time yet to begin moving. I rub my hands and sit there for a short while, then stand up and start walking out to a back porch. I think immediately of goals: shall I retry fortune cookie? Patronus? No, lightsaber! Sensei! I pretend remember that my lightsaber is hanging from my utility belt and pull it up into my hands, nothing at first? I continue imagining the long tube, and I see if in my hands, it's slender, about 14 inches long, thinner than I thought, I look for the "on button" and just decide to pretend hitting it, I imagine a blue blade and I get one, I swing it around a lot and get a decent "vvvv" sound effect. Someone (Sensei?) shows up and ignites two lightsabers, so I must respond and I ignite the second side of my double-bladed lightsaber, I think the handle may be a bit short to fit both my hands and not to touch the blade. Then I'm flying up onto the roof of some house, I imagine a lightsaber is behind me on the ground, I don't see one. I'm walking inside this house and trying to figure out how to get out, I'm in a bedroom with a big bed with a white fluffy comforter, someone is sleeping there (my wife?), I open a window that opens into a little cluttered office room which has a bunch of stuff in front of the window to the outside so I can't go that way. Heading out of this room an alarm clock goes off and I quickly try to shut it off, whoever's in the bed is waking up. I go out on to the deck and prepare to fly, my dad's there, I tell him I'm going to fly to downtown. I launch up in the air and the view is amazing, and somewhat accurate of the view from the deck of my childhood home: city/trees descending down to the city below and the Bay and the city beyond the bay in the distance. I do a quick "flap" to get moving and remember superman-with-a-go-pro-style flying and I punch my first quickly forwards and I start moving. I'm looking and the landscape moving beneath me, I see some tall buildings in the distance. I fly over a football stadium where there's a game in progress and a bunch of players running around on the field. "Hi, football players!" I call out. I start thinking "hmmm, football game, there are probably college girls and CHEERleaders down there....no, just keep flying.....but CHEERLEADERS! So I gracefully bank to the left and down towards the ground, thinking that the girls will be astonished at this flying guy coming to meet them, I see a few cheerleaders and call out "hi!" and they call back "hi" and the dream fades.