memorable

Details to follow later.

One of the most unpleasant situations in my life has resulted in one of my most memorable dreams (albeit nightmare basically):

+ (epic) struggle against me and my wife at work: theft of our precious silver, confrontation, race to the police, return to work, locked in, weird visuals of the process of manipulation of clay into various faces, drive through suburban cityscape with hills of golden maple and pink cherry trees, view of massive mall/movie theater complex to the right

I'm in a workplace with my wife, there are long hallways and clusters of desks spread around. ("We" means wife and I were basically together the entire dream). We go to a different group in a cluster of desks/cubes, they're hostile to us. Their manager is also hostile to us. A guy there doesn't like me wife because he thinks that she is always giving them tasks to do with out any effort spent herself.

I see down a long hallway that this guy is standing at the cabinet that houses our precious silver tableware. The top drawer of the cabinet is open, and this guy has a plastic bag spread out on top and is unloading the tableware into the bag. I run up to him and yell at him and shove him away angrily. I speak to my wife that we need to lock the cabinet in the hallway, I imagine a key inserted into a lock and turning, engaging a lock. I return to the cabinet and open the top drawer, and it is empty, we've been robbed!

We're again with the hostile group, sitting down leaning against the desks, and I get a vibe that the guy is going to attack us, he stands up and starts backing away, I think he's trying to get proper distance to launch some attack, so I quickly run up to him and close the distance, he keeps backing away and I keep coming up right next to him. I look down and see that he has a revolver tucked into the front of his jeans, I immediately grab for it and take it into my left hand, start to walk away and call for my wife to join me urgently, we must get out of here and call the police. The pistol is small, but deadly, he could have shot us. I right away open the cylinder and empty the (somewhat colorful) rounds into my right hand, and place the rounds into my right pocket and the now unloaded revolver into my left pocket.

We're exiting the building in haste, we must call the police, it's important to get our story registered first, the hostiles will try to get their story first. Should we go to the PA police department or the CU police department? The PA does not deal with cases outside of their jurisdiction I think / my wife says, OK, let's go to the CU then.

Outside in a parking lot looking for our car, the spot is empty, "They've stolen our car!" my wife exclaims. No, we "remember" quickly that we simply moved our car ourselves far away, we'll have to go and get it.

Driving now through rolling suburban hills with businesses around. To the left I notice a striking hillside covered with shining golden maple trees. I look closer and the trees seem to be pink Japanese cherry trees. I look to the right and down a steep hill I see a massive mall complex below, it's also a giant movie theater, and as we drive past I think what sorts of movies play there, I see some large (actors?) faces on a marque, maybe I should go to this mall to check it out.

Back in the work place, it's empty, I think they could come and lock us in.

Talking with some guy at work, his job over the years has been to create a system for transforming lumps of clay into faces. I see a lump of clay up close, there is a narration about the different parts of it, and soon it is getting pushed and pulled and formed into a series of about 5-6 different heads/faces with open mouths, mostly sort of monster looking. I'm thinking this has taken a long time and seems sort of like a wasted effort.

(Waking from this dream was a relief, the sense of dread and forboding was constant throughout the whole thing. I quickly realized though that as a dream it was fairly awesome in terms of "present" experience, continuity, length/coherence, and visuals.)

+ pushing through crowds crossing the street to get to the buses

A crowd of people is standing at a crosswalk waiting for the signal to light, some are "beeping" behind us telling us to go. We wait for the signal, and cross the street, and we're in a sort of bus station. Buses and coming and going, our bus is full and leaving, there are so many buses around that we can probably catch another one.

Move into a group of (woman?) talking/laughing about something?

+ (semi/almost lucid) getting sexually daring with a woman and in front of a mirror

I'm in a bedroom, I'm following around a black woman, not terribly attractive but I'm still following her around. We're standing in front of a mirror her attention is not on me, but I get an idea and want to start exposing myself so that I can see myself and the woman in the mirror but so that she doesn't see me. I'm doing this on and off stopping when she looks? Then I take her aside to the bed and pull out my (ahem) to show her, and the dream ends….

Marathon night of sleep and dreaming.

+ noodle cook: he's witching to language studies, I wonder how practical that will be

+ neighbor's garage sale/giveaway: did the crowd also take all our stuff by mistake?; ornamental grape trees in the front garden

I'm exiting my garage and I see that on my neighbor's front lawn there is a lot of junk there. Everything's free, there are a lot of cars pulling up. I notice later that the things in front of my house are also gone, but I was not participating in the giveaway. Nothing's left, I see just a small folder on the grass, I wonder if the people came and took all my stuff, too.

Walking through a front garden, I'm looking at the trees, they are "ornamental grape trees," I look at them and some are thick-trunked with clusters of grapes growing out of the bark in places, not very many. A gardener is there and he's talking about the trees.

+ casino: they picked my pocket at the game table(!), casino security department, gun battle on escalator, I demand my stuff back

I'm at a casino table, it's an exciting game, there's a lot of action, there are two people there sort of playing along with me.

I walk away from the table and check my waist bag, and something's wrong. I open the wallet area zipper, the passport zipper, and check for my phone, they're *all gone*. I check several times. I "remember" that at some point those two people playing the game with me at the table bumped into me, they must have picked my pocket! I'm screwed losing these critical things.

I talk to a security guy, the subject of calling the cops comes up. He escorts me back to the security area. It's a huge open "behind the scenes" area with a lot of "agents" walking around, there are screens in there in various cubicles. I wonder if the criminals know just how many undercover security guys there are, they're everywhere in this area, walking around.

I'm in a gun battle with a guy on a group of side-by-side escalators, ducking down to avoid the fire, I'm in the upper area.

I get my hands on the guy (the criminal or the cop) who I think has my wallet and passport, and I'm screaming at him to give me my stuff back.

+ racquetball gym: they wasted all that front lobby space, could have made a few more courts

WBTB

+ swimming in "Tahoe", find swiss army knife, hold the girl up for a better view of the swim tubes; confused about RSVP for JT's gourmet steak party which we can't attend, wife like's my corn chowder

I'm at "Lake Tahoe" going swimming. I'm standing on the shore looking down at the rocks/pebbles, and I see (my?) swiss army knife there, I pick it up because I wanted it recently and it's not in my bag any more. I'm getting ready to dive into the water, I invite someone to come with me, they come up and push me and I dive into the water. Oh, my, there's a submerged boulder there I barely avoid wacking my head into it and manage to jump over it. Underwater I'm looking for crayfish expecting to see some under the boulders but don't see anything.

I'm swimming around to the right parallel to the beach and I see a serious of water park tubes with swimming-pool water in them snaking through the lake. I pick up a girl in a one-piece swimsuit and lift her up high so she can look into the tube. My arms are wrapped around her body at the waist level and she looks down at me briefly with an exasperated expression on her face like she thinks this is inappropriate contact but doesn't complain more. It feels nice to hold her like this.

Back up above the beach I'm looking at the scene and think that yes this sort of looks like "it used to," but not exactly.

Sitting on a terrace with my wife, JoTy, his wife DaTy. Wife D looks short and round and not at all like herself, J looks sort of like himself. The conversation is about RSVPing for their fancy gourmet steak barbecue party. I'm firmly denying that I could not have RSVPd for it because I don't live there any more and since I don't I couldn't and wouldn't have RSVPd, which would have caused them to have to buy too much steak. I was confused and wasn't sure if I had RSVPd or not. I'm sad that I won't be able to attend. My wife consoles me by saying she likes my corn chowder, who needs fancy steak.

+ GS's Texas million-dollar house pool party, his wife rejects my hug, the heat is dry at least

I'm arriving at GS's Texas house, it's at the end of a street, the grass out front is colorful, there are adobe walls, it's my first time here! I see G's wife D, and reach to give her a hug, but she holds up her right arm in front of her sideways across her body as a barrier to deny my hug, she has a "don't do that" face. I'm hurt and surprised by this. I then notice that she's pretty flat-chested, that's a change, she used to have an enormous bust, maybe she got reduction surgery? She turns around and I get a view of her butt in her once-piece swimsuit (which is sort of shiny bronze colored), it's a pretty tight sexy-looking butt I realize. I reach for G to give him a hug.

I'm walking around the pool area clockwise. I notice some lounge chairs in very small areas of shade on dry grass, there's not much shade here. About half-way around the pool I comment on the heat: I feel the warmth, it's not humid. I say/think that "here in Austin there's a dry heat".

I completed the circle around the pool, and I see a large pile of pool lounges stacked on top of each other. Someone asks what they're for, I answer (it's a massage table?). I see that some of the lounges are slipping down into the pool so you can lie on them while floating in the pool.

+ some plot with some young kids, one says "I like <my name>" as I walk by; in the hotel room, the (mother-in-law?) is looking sexy in her suit and wants to go to the sauna

The mother in law is wearing a one-piece swimsuit. There is a sliver of aereola showing on her left breast, her chest looks quite nice. She thinks that as long as we're at a resort she should go to the sauna

+ fighting the evil dead flag monster, put on his shirt

There's a flag hanging down above a doorway. I swing a sword at it. Once, twice. After each swing there is a loud scream and I look over to the computer to see the status of the evil (undead?) monster which I am fighting by hitting its flag. I take a third swing but I think this is unnecessary, I've already beat it. The shirt of the monster will float down now and I can put it on. I wonder if I look in a mirror wearing this shirt if I'll look like a skeleton?

Halfway through (4 hours into) a really early to-bed night (7:30pm!)

+ talking to a girl/bunch of girls on Ol near FL, one is named "Yuna". One is alone at first and I try to get her to follow me, but she's hesitant. She waits for the group to join her and then I approach and ask them their names, and start to get closer to them and the dream fades.

+ walking through the village with naked / bathing girls, threatening atmosphere, stuck in entrance area; super windy weather, strange pyramid sailboat; Breaking bad's Walt is in chains and body-invades another prisoner and watches the face change

+ super high security home, toothpick security cameras bristle from the ceilings and are even on the mirrors in the bathroom, the security guards scan for unfamiliar faces

I'm standing at a bathroom sink it's fairly dark, inspecting the mirror, the mirror has strange features and I'm trying to figure them out: it's a multi-section mirror and I do not recall seeing any reflection. There are tiny bead-sized "mirrors" I think, capturing the image and reflecting it in zig-zag diagonal order back and forth up the face of the mirror and finally into a small video camera at the upper-right corner of the mirror, this goes to the security system.

In a open dining room/kitchen area with a large island, some women are there, I notice poking down out of the ceiling everywhere a forrest of little spines, toothpick-thin with tiny video camera beads on the end of them. They send images of faces to the security guards for constant review. I wonder if they'll come for me since even though I'm here with people who are obviously not scared of me, I'm not registered in the system, the woman says she will call and notify them that I'm OK.

+ in upper level of two-level gym, checking out hot girls below, I say "If you stand in front of the guys with muscles, it seems like the girls down below are looking up and smiling at you"; fight at the gym between two black guys with briefcases, one messed up "all the orders" of the other one

I'm doing bicep curls in a gym with a barbell. It's an upstairs area with a big glass wall (dream sign) overlooking a large lower gym area. My area is multi-level like large steps with a bunch of people around me and above/behind me also working out. I'm appreciating 3 super hot girls (exaggerated body part sizes?) in the front/right area of the gym floor below. I come out of this room to a side area and I'm exclaiming with happiness/smiling that I've figured something out: "If you stand in front of the guys with muscles, when the hot girls smile at them you think they're smiling at you!", I have a thought that this is sort of pathetic.

+ with college friends, DD is young and pregnant and showing nice cleavage, she greets me warmly then I notice her fairly exposed bust and exclaim, "Hell Yeah!"

+ at the busy train tracks intersection, cut leg on ragged edge of screen mat, guy wants to share mat, weird lizard twiggy chest muscle-man in the garden, another guy shows me the way out, the path is ankle deep in sliced tomatoes.

A group of us are approaching the major intersection, it is a crossing where a train/vehicle tube approaches from the left and continues on the right, but at the crossing the tube is cut away so the cross street can go across. I run up to the intersection with a folded up section of screen-door screening and I cut the left side of my lower left leg on the exposed jagged edge, I look down and I see a 1.5 inch cut in the pre-bleeding stage, just a few spots of red. Waiting for the cross traffic (fast cars/vehicles) to clear away they're moving from left to right, I think this is a dangerous intersection, don't want to get too close to the traffic. After the vehicles pass I see a group of people running after the cars. We "go" and turn right and start running with the flow. We're carrying these mats (mine made of screen material) so that we can "run on them" and it will allow us to go faster. A guy approaches from my right and asks me if I can use my "???" (screen), I say no I have none to spare. We're running to the left side I'm trying to choose the right path. My wife is behind me and tosses an empty sack to the guy and says here to use it as his "running mat".

I enter a little garden area with a muscle-y guy who takes off his shirt, I expect to see standard muscles but his chest is bizarre: instead of regular pectorals, his upper chest is covered with raised, lizard like "chicklet" small square bumps about 1/4 to 1/2 an inch on the side, slightly orange-ish colored. His main "pecs" are made up of a tangle of short twigs raised up over his skin, it's really weird. Another guy offers me a way out of this garden, a short curving-to-the-left little path to the right up out of the area, I walk in it and it is ankle-deep in sliced tomatoes.

edit: 2-3 hour "WBTB" then back to sleep (2am), up 10am

tons of dreams, lots of wakings, lots of "The Phase" attempts, probably only half of dream scenes remembered, very vivd/"present" but no lucidity

Probably at least 6 or more The Phase separation attempts during late morning on and off dozing (usually my best time for lucids), mostly the rotating visualization, once I got a bit of a strange feeling and a bright flash of HI but it subsided quickly. Each time returned to a dream, non-lucidly.

+ checking wife into hospital ("short term/long term?/allergy?"), expensive ($3600 total, $2511 after insurance). The clerk is a young Asian man seated on the other side of a counter. I'm here to check in my wife. He asks "long term or short term?" I know it's not long term but I want the possibility of overnight if needed, so he says "allergy (check)". Several more questions/answers, and he pronounces the bill is around $3600 total and $2511 out of pocked for me. I think that insurance (Obamacare?) is barely helping at all and we may forego treatment entirely with that bill.

+ fixing something in a tangle of 2 women, "give me the screwdriver"; medical exam of young woman who's bleeding slightly from every toenail (& tooth?), touch her (ahem).

There is a woman doctor checking out the young woman who says "it hurts," and the young woman's mother, I'm lying with the young woman on a bed under the sheets while she's being examined. At one point the doctor/mother leave and I ask the YW where it hurts, and she takes my hand and places it firmly on her genital area. It feels unrealistic, like a thin layer of skin over a hard artificial surface underneath.

Spoiler for explicit:

I run my fingers up and down and work them inside the top layer, and feel the warmth and moisture

. The doctor/mother come back and I quickly move to pull up the panties of the YW, and make a gesture like i'm pulling mine up as well, and I think this arm-gesture is well-understood and they'll know that I'm pulling up my underwear under the sheets. They inspect the girl some more and this is where I see the spots of dried blood on top of every toenail, and I feel relief that attention is diverted away from what we were just doing.

+ find my kids socks lying in the gutter in the parking lot of a stripmall, enter sports store to buy underwear, $68 / pair, jersey/jockey confusion

Driving in a car turning from an intersecting cross street to the right on to a long large street of endless strip malls like El Camino Blvd. in silicon valley. I stop and get out and cross the sidewalk into the parking lot. I look down and see a few pairs of socks in the gutter/edge/curbe of the parking lot, I look at these for a while and am trying to figure out if these were my kids' socks that I'd been looking for for a while. One pair is medium-dark army green.

I enter the sports store and I want to buy a pair of underwear. There are bins and shelves all around. Sales guy comes up and I tell him I want to buy a pair of jockey briefs, "short" and he leads me to a display. The material is dark (black) with lots of dark but colorful vertical stripes (green, gold, etc.). I can't tell the shape of the thing. The guy indicates it's $68/pair, I'm astonished at the price. I say I wanted jockeys, not a jersey, maybe he's showing me a sports shirt for the gym.

+ drive down hill steering locks up park without collision, talk to guys who's plants I slightly ran over, where's the hospital/DMV, buildings in distance, narrow vegetable store shortcut, buy something to be polite, $36 eggplant, wallet

I'm driving down a hill daytime in our old white minivan. The steering wheel stops responding, it's locked up like when parking, I think this is because I've committed some driving infraction and the police have locked my steering wheel. I'm amazed I haven't crashed yet. There is a tiny bit of play in the wheel and I keep driving maneuvering around a bit, but don't have enough control. I pull over to the left curb and apply the brakes card and come to a stop just barely before hitting a parked (motorcycle?) where a guy is about to get on and start. I get out and he comes to me saying how I almost hit him and I'm repeatedly telling him that my steering wheel locked up and I had no choice/ no control. I'm standing on the sidewalk looking at my van, the rear left wheel is up on the curb and near some plants with colorful (purple?) knarled roots. The owner of this plant (another guy) is standing besides me and talking about how I slightly ran over his "?????" plant, and I say believe me, the last place I want to be is on your "????" plant.

I ask the way to the DMV/hospital(?), I say (sort of [false memory] remember) "is it there beyond the freeway" which I see in the distance. No, they say it's that building there, I see two building much closer, large, cube-shaped, multistory & tall (10-12), light tan/peach colored, with castle-like ornamentation on the upper floors.

I'm walking towards them to pay my fine and unlock the steering wheel of my mini-van.
Enter a small market, I need to get to the other side, a friendly vegetable stand vendor (Asian woman) beckons me to walk through her stall, it's long and very narrow. I see vegetables on shelves all around me, there's a long basket of (olives?) in my way, she raises it up so I can get by and I'm concerned that they will fall out. The way is long and narrow, I'm thinking as I approach the end and the sidewalk on the other side that I should buy something in appreciation. I turn around and stand at the counter, I'm asking about bunches of purple peppers, I ask "are these hot peppers?" (I like hot peppers). They turn into small eggplants as I'm watching. She gives me a price (tag?) of $36. I'm astounded, $36 for 2 small eggplants?! No way. I say maybe $9 or $10 if in a really fancy store, but I think more like $5 is appropriate.

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.

00:00 Monday 2014-10-13 multi-epic non-lucids, long night of dreams

Set alarm for 04:45 to take galantamine and cholines

00:19 bedtime, 30 drops wormwood tincture 1 1 hour before bed

Probably too much wormwood. Took it in a shot glass filled with water and the drops and it still was unbelievably bitter, like drinking not a diluted but pure essence of bitterness, like the water had no diluting effect at all. I had to take several more drinks of water to get the taste somewhat washed down.

In bed even though I'm tired I feel a very unpleasant racing and somewhat laboring heart sensation, not at all pleasant, decide to swear off wormwood altogether. But with the awesome resulting night, I'm not so sure... maybe once a month, and certainly less than 30 drops.

Major day residue: watched a documentary on the porn industry and this dominated (haha) the dreams all night long. Think I've made a discovery here....

~ 03:30 - wake with a number of wild dreams recalled, not sure which ones were now and which ones were at 4:45 alarm

04:45 alarm
recall, take 2 x 4mg GalantaMind, 1x 300mg Alpha-GPC, 1x 300mg choline bitartrate
hard to get back to sleep, there is just NO drowsiness to sink into. Keep doing reverse counts. Vivid distracting HI (usual for G+Ch for me), but somewhere around 1-2 hours I do fall asleep, yay

(distributed somehow between 04:45 wakings)

+(f) playing Oolite, shooting enemy space ships with my military laser, zap zap zap!

+ chase the kid down the hill, at the bottom: pirate ship?
I"m overlooking a deep steep mountain valley, there is a road winding along the edge of the cliff on the left down far into the distance, I'm planning on jumping/gliding down to a far point on that path far in the distance, a group of kids is coming along with me, I jump off but one of the kids doesn't make it and lands too early on the steep cliff/hill and starts sliding down, I have to follow to save him/her, I start flying at high speed down the hill, searching for the kid trying to find him/her before he/she smashes into the bottom, other people are also sliding down the hill, I go really fast and reach the bottom and turn around and look up to try to see the kid still coming down but I never find him. I enter a room and talk to a guy about (a pirate ship?) sailing a boat that sailed earlier or never went anywhere.

+ I'm trying to park in a no-parking area (construction zone?) at a dead-end leading in to a major street. There is a string quartet setting up outside preparing to play for donations. I stand to watch, holding on to a nearby yellow chain link fence. The quartet begins to play, and the fence I'm holding on to starts to move/vibrate wildly and is very noisy. I'm very apologetic about this and am trying to stop and quiet the fence but can't, it keeps getting louder and louder. Eventually the quartet stops playing and a musician comes over and shows me that the fence is automatic and is stuck on something in the way (my car?) and I see the fence mechanism trying to move. I move something out of the way.

+ trapped with 3 friends in a contract with a sadistic genie, who grants our wishes in a way that tortures and threatens to kill us. We're trying desperately to secretly find a way to cancel or otherwise annull this contract, but the Genie keeps finding us and returns after the weekend, try to hide in the bathroom using a urinal. At one point I enter a lobby by an elevator/stairway where a movie star is modelling in the public stairwell and somebody there (her agent?) comes out of a door and I think she can help us but the genie finds out and stops it. We have the weekend off in order to figure it out but the genie is coming again on Monday. Maybe we can refuse to pay? But if we refuse to pay they'll come to collect the money and kill us anyway. The genie calls and we don't answer it, I and a friend go in to the bathroom to hide, it's a large bathroom like in a business I'm looking around for a urinal and find a small weird one and start peeing into it, my friend is peeing in another one and the genie arrives and finds us and he's mad. At one point he's female.

One one point on this weekend I am pushing a push-broom cleaning a floor in a room with one of my friends. I look at the bottom of this broom and it is flat yellow plastic, the way it moves on the floor feels strange like it is floating. There is a disperse bunch of little yellow used-eraser droppings that we're trying to clean up. My friend's using a vacuum cleaner.

+ read a piece of crumpled paper that turns into browsing a list of NSFW pictures and pull up images on the computer

+ sitting in the aisle seat on a crowded bus, hot girls standing next to me pressing into me, I'm pressing back, girl with awesome boobs wearing a transparent white t-shirt and well-seen areaolas/nipples standing in front of me walks by me and my gaze is locked to her chest as she walks by me and stands right next to me, wow.


07:20

+ a massive theme park the most awesome in the world, the creators of all legos, there was a porn attraction, I'm trying to seduce the porn robot girl of the attraction, wearing a clingy white short sexy dress walking around a large central rectangular (oblisk? aquarium?). I'm grabbing and trying to get it on with this robot and then the scene switches:

I'm sitting backwards (face towards the back/top, back towards the bottom/front) on the left aisle of a large (movie?) auditorium. There are a fair number of (guys) sitting in the auditorium. Jim from The Office is in the rear-aisle behind the top row, I see him and imagine he could see me. Dwight from The Office is in a side auditorium, much smaller to my right, I'm sitting in between them and can see into both. I have my laptop and am considering NSFW activities, but the guys sitting in the auditorium to my left keep glancing my way. I know that Jim knows me and I don't want him to see me doing this. In the 2nd theater to my right there is a guy guy apparently shaving in the front row and the screen shows him, his face is light as by a smart phone or a flashlight, the picture of his lit face and him shaving is duplicated on the large screen in that theater.

+ Porn tryouts. Driving/flying up a steep street with wife, she is not into the whole doing a porn production idea with me she is really against it, she says the girl must be a good one/pretty. Next we're we're walking in a porn studio (a big, high volume one) and head towards the back walking down a long hallway with the slimey/sleazy owner, there are filming rooms with doors that lock he wants to lead us into one on the right I refuse to go in there not knowing if they'll lock the doors and if we'll be able to get out or not we could be trapped in there. I walk back along the hallway myself , I enter a busy offices area where they are doing porn casting calls, "prospect number 10, go to (some room)" is called over a loudspeaker. There are lots of applicants and employees.

I enter a small room to observe an interview, there is one porn director guy there on the left and a girl on a couch to the right, she has red hair and is pretty but a bit ditzy, she indicates to the director by making a leading gesture with her hand (a "keep going" looping gesture) that he should simulate initiating a phone call so she can enter her prepared dialogue. She talks about her ability to do "flipping" (or she's "a flipper") several times. She acts out receiving a phone call, she's very hyper. She's "a flipper", she can "change" (her behavior) in an instant. She then crawls slowly over to the director, takes out his schlong from his pants and gives him a sexy slow BJ, he says "I really like you" and indicates his approval by pointing to his big hard (ahem), he indicates she's done well, she seems to shrink a bit in size and is not so pretty and looks really crazy, she is leaving the room and asks in a neurotic way, "Are you going to call me for a scene this week? " He says he has to finish doing his evaluations. All through this scene I'm nervously glancing at the window in the door to see if my wife is looking in.

10:30

+ (semi) chase and kill the villain,
Confronting the evil mad scientist who stole something from my best friend MR, I am sad at first but then I get mad and think "THIS IS *MY* DREAM, I'LL GET HIM!" and fly up into the air and go searching for him, and I will punish him. I will myself to fly at very high speed, and do end up moving really fast, I'm flying through a really large high ceilinged indoor space, sort of like a convention center with lots of hallways. I do a "scan" skill to try to find him, I have a vague sense of people/objects. I break through a large opaque window, I think about phasing through at first but I decide to break it. I go outside, then hide at the top of really tall doors about 20-30 feet up from the ground, I'm waiting for him to emerge from his evil laboratory. I will demolish/smash/kill him. He eventually saw me and said something complaining about his fate. I think I've got him then I'm kissing a girl and she has a long pink thing tube butterfly tongue that comes into my mouth. I want to kiss normally.

+ master class presentation on my instrument, I'm going to play for the class. There's a younger student of my instrument there, and I'm speaking with (his teacher?) who is asking me about my instrument, we're talking about the cost and so forth, I say mine cost $6000 many years ago for a near-professional level instrument from <the maker>, he says that today it costs $50,000. I think there's no way I could afford a new instrument if this one I have fails.

I'm trying to assemble my instrument but some pieces do not fit together correctly. I try again and again but the fit it not quite right, it's too loose. I then realize that there are the pieces of about 3 instruments there on the ground, and I'm trying to put together pieces from different instruments, not just mine. One of the pieces has a strangely ornamented series of high E,F,G (and H?!) keys that I know is not from mine, it turns out it from the Principal player of the San Francisco Symphony who has appeared.

Next, I can't find my reed, I look for my reed case all over the place, I think about some reeds I have which are raw and not yet ready to play, if I play on those I will not have a good, mature sound, they will sound poor.

Next I can't find my music, I'm thinking what should I play, I decide to play the Mozart as that's always a good option. I look for the music and find some folders but it's not all there, I ask if anybody can play the piano accompanyment, the Principal (?) says he can, I wonder if I should just play the Weber instead. I think about playing the slow movement of the Mozart and impressing everybody with my awesome beautiful tone.

I begin playing some scales to impress everyone, and I make several bad notes/sounds, I'm really nervous. The organizers say we're running out of time and I think I'll just play the beginning part of Weber then.

My attention is drawn to the next room. There is a hot buxom blonde girl there, apparently topless, I see her nipples from a distance, she comes closer and turns around, I see that she is bottomless beneath a very short skirt, I see her butt, it has some marks/scabs on it in a sort of rainbow-shaped arc, her behind gets more scabby the longer I look but it's still hot. I want to catch up with her.

I walk down a path and think I see the blonde off to the right. I enter a side area and there's a young brunette there, sort of a guard? There's an outdoor vendor/store across some sort of flimsy fence, there are some soft drinks there and I want to grab a root beer. It's against the rules, but there's nobody in the store so I figure to grab one while the coast is clear. I sort of bend/stretch/fly? over the boundary to reach the bin and quickly draw myself back. Oops, I grabbed a Sprite by mistake. I go back and switch it for a Root Beer. I drink a bit? I kiss her? This however has alerted more of the green-garbed guards, they're going to write up a report. The one whom I'm with I think I've bribed no to care.

I am returning back on the path and am standing at a counter to accept my punishment. I can't afford to be locked away for a long time since I would miss the rest of the master class! I'm standing next to a sort of full garbage can with goop/something (red?) fluid oozing out of it and I stuff a small piece of garbage in there.

A detective with some assistants is coming up the path talking about finding the culprit and I think I'm going to get caught.

I re-enter the master class room and I've missed it, it's all done and people are putting things away and leaving. I couldn't find my instrument, it was gone. They said not to worry, though, that they listened to a recording of my playing in a concert and I had several really nice solos and the Principal complimented me on my beautiful tone, "really singing" and he said that it sounded like my instrument had some keys that didn't work right. I am now holding my instrument in my hands and I confirm that this is so, I'm thinking about the one key that works only due to the rubber band that is there now (true IWL).

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.

23:30 1mg melatonin
00:00 Tuesday 2014-09-09


Big night!

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06:10

+ Shark park
I see a Ford Taurus (big wagon with bulging round back end) drive up out of a body of water, it was entirely submerged, it drives to the left up the stairway and stops. Inside is my ex gf SB, the car is entirely filled with water, and a huge shark. I have to figure out how to get her out. I open the passenger left side door and plan to extract SB to save her (no more water in there). I just see her leg, I think I will distract the shark by making a long deep incision in SB's leg from her ankle towards her knee with my pocket knife (!!). We have to get the timing right. She says do it, I ask "Now!?" I ask again "Now!?" then do it: I make an about 6-inch incision from her ankle going up her leg, I see red leg meat inside, the cut is pretty deep about 1/4 inch at least.

We're standing outside the car, a middle-aged couple (man+woman) is walking nearby there, "Help!" I call to them, to get assistance for my friend's leg. They're leery of helping, the woman ways "You know if we help them we're obligated to investigate/get involved" but the man said "Yeah well what can we do?". He starts asking me all sorts of questions about where I was earlier and did I have the knife with me before, I thought these questions were ludicrous: I had been walking earlier in the park with my dog, and had been whittling a stick with my pocket knife, DUH!

The shark is under control on a leash but LOOK OUT it can get off, it's escaped, it's huge, a great white, about 15 feet long and at least a meter or more in diameter, it lunges at the man and corners the man up against a hedge, I say "careful! That thing could eat you!" I'm trying to reach for my automatic machine gun but it doesn't work.

+ Something about a thing will cost around $200,000, that means split 3 ways we'll each end up paying around $70,000

+ In a stadium, a girl is putting on a school colors sweatshirt (mostly gold/yellow) and talking about the sports program, will the stadium be used for boys athletics only or also girls?


Almost (or do, briefly), fall asleep with my phone in my hand before journaling shark park while doing recall. Tired, don't want to get up. Dang it, cool dream, must journal it, so I do.
Don't want to get up, a bit cold and I'm sleepy. Decide if you want LDs must get up for WBTB, I had already prepared 20 drops of wormwood tincture in a shot glass to drink with some water.

Did Dreamer-MILD (incubate location, notice dream signs), Zipplord47 self-hypnosis (notice when dreaming), then took wormwood, back to sleep didn't take too long

07:xx(?) unsure, didn't journal at waking

+ I'm in a computer lab, I need to find a free station for a guy to use, I walk around down the full table and find a free one, the computer is a combination old ADM3A terminal and modern computer, I ask does he know how to login? He says he doe.

+ work/baseball
I'm arriving to work in a large open room, a girl is saying I have her music book, I doubt it but reaching my desk I see a pile of books leaning up against the screen and one of them is hers I'm sure. My station is at a desk with another person's computer, mine is to the left. There is a large scaffolding set up right over my table, workmen are up there doing something, I'm concerned about stuff falling on my computer. The workman is trying to insert some electrical cable into some slot, the slots are labelled like "I-1", "I-2", etc. My manager directs the workman to plug in the big-screen TV to the cable feed, the workman says he'll have to notify upper management about turning on the TV, my manager laughs and says she's already gotten permission, he plug it in and there's a professional baseball game on the TV, I see the players swarming over the field, it's a night game and the field is poorly lit, quite dim.

Then I'm there on the field, sitting in a large indentation/trough along the first-base line. I look up and see GMT with a big huge fat face sitting in the stands and eating, he's with his fat wife and some other friends enjoying the game, I stand up and wave to them, they see me and wave back we meet and greet.

While I'm standing nearby first base a batter hits a line drive down the first base line, I watch the ball it to see if it's fair or foul, it looks barely fair, the batter runs quickly around the bases, he comes close to me I think I need to get back out of the way, I notice his foot misses first base, nobody cares.

Another batter back in a team area starts psyching himself up out loud, "I'm going to blast a line-drive right into center field! I'm going to really wack that ball <etc for a while.>" I think he's trying to talk smack to really get himself pumped up, I think he's stupid. He gets to bat and drives one foul down the first-base line and I call out "Hah, not much of a line drive to center!" He tries again I think and misses, I decide not to heckle him because: 1) he's trying his best, and 2) he could probably kick my ass. The players are all very large and athletic/tall a bunch of them are black.

I'm looking around the field and am not impressed. It doesn't look much like a pro baseball diamond: the outfield is irregularly shaped and not very deep, and the stands can only hold about a few hundred people, quite small. I say "this is more like a playground than a stadium....it's a playground!".

+ playing chess (late in day recall), thinking about rook moves

+ lost my bridge, I'm going to have to go all day with a gap in my teeth (late morning recall)


08:38


+ LD #62 I'm walking and realize my waist bag is hanging very low down from its normal position and it's open. I get into argument with annoying girl, we're both very angry with each other, and accuse each other of being immature. Enter into a building, a store of some sort? I choose to walk a different way, my path becomes blocked by tall things, I decide to fly up over them. I fly up to the ceiling, turn around, and look down at the floor and get lucid while still floating up at the ceiling. The floor is made of industrial tiles like used in hospitals/schools. I want to land, this is cool, I approach the floor slowly, it takes a while to get there, I'm anticipating my landing and it's pretty rough, I sort of tumble on the floor and hit the floor with my arm and my leg. I stand up and instantly think about doing TOTM. I'm in a classroom, standing to the right and back a bit from the teacher's desk. I go to the teachers desk, he's an older-middle-aged man with very crinked bags around both of his eyes. I get down close and look him right in the face and tel him to give me my fortune cookies (I like this form of summon, worked for the wand, too!) he starts leading me to the right side of the room, as we're walking I tell an adult man sitting at a desk to take off his shoes and have them ready for me to wear later (DC summon #2! How's that for thinking ahead!? ).

The teacher leads me to an empty desk with about 5 regular looking fortune cookies in plastic wrappers. I open one and pick up a traditional looking fortune slip of rectangular white paper, see small faint Chinese Kanji. I turn the small white paper over and read some text which seems garbled and nonsense. At this point some more people are joining to enjoy the hilarious fortunes. There are more and more fortunes appearing on the desk building up in a pile, now they're written on paper like they were torn from crumpled brown paper lunch sacks, they are multiplying on the desk top. I pick up a large one and it's from "Leticia" who's going on and on about Jesus in messy/uneven small-child-like handwriting in different colors).

I decide to move on and cross the room to the other (left as facing the front) side, picking up the shoes the DC guy made ready for me, with laces, on my way. I'm really happy and having a great time. I sit down on the floor, put on the shoes (beige loafers but with laces) and tie the shoes. I run through the tying sequence in my mind. I then start trying to tie the laces of a a girl's shoes who's sitting to my left, and I can't untangle the laces. I then see that her shoes didn't have this lace at all, they were already tied with short fuzzy laces, and I relalize I've already tied my own and should move on. While I'm sitting on the floor I look up to the front of the room at the teach at his desk, look at the chalkboard behind him (some vague diagrams are written there) and call out "So what's the next lesson?". I'm looking all around and notice that on the wall next to the two girls (they're twins) are rows and rows of little colorful stuffed toys attached to and covering the wall. I think about touching things like the floor to engage. Someone says that it's a good thing that there are no girls in the class because they'd just cause trouble like the two twins do.

I think "Ok, what's next?" Toilet -- uh uh. Patronus! I stand up and look across the room, and I see 3 witches, male and female, old, two in front of me standing close, one standing more to my left across the room, have appeared there. They are wearing in full black robes and tall traditional black witches pointy hats they are standing and looking at me! I think for a second about a wand but just stretch out my arm, point my finger at one of them, and shout EXPECTO PATRONUM!! Some white mist shoots out of my finger forming a small cloud and there's some fizzling but no animal, it dissipates quickly. I go over to the one I pointed at (a woman, McGonagall?) and say "oh, you're the good guys, aren't you?!" and "you've brought my wand, give it to me!" (DC summon #3!). She instantly takes out a wand from her robes and hands it to me, it's beautiful: black, about 18 inches in length, tapered wide at bottom to narrow at top, covered in indentations (like toothmarks on a pencil), and some iridescent colors like blue & orange are shining as I turn it to look at it, I run my hand up the wand and am well pleased.

It's time to go bad guy hunting with my witch friends, and I run out if the room into the hallway. Unfortunately, at the last second I call back for the girl who's shoes I tried tying and she comes to me, I pick her up in my arms so that she wraps her legs about my waist, kiss her, and hold/carry her there the rest of the dream where I'm running down stairs and enter a large open area.

Spoiler for Explicit NSFW action, you've been warned:

My attention turns fully to the girl I'm still carrying/holding in my arms. I reach down with a hand behind her and up her dress, and feel all around her (ahem), she's sopping wet, and so tight that I can't really find the opening. I'm poking around a while and she says something slightly plaintively "You can't put it in that way!?" I've turned and am heading towards something in the distance that looks like a bowling alley. I say "OK well let's go from the front then!" and I grab my (ahem) and bring it to to her's and start to push in, and just as a sensation of entry begins, the dream fades.

Spoiler for Explicit NSFW action, you've been warned:

Fogelbise would be proud, I accomplished his trademark Reach Down For Moisture (there was a lot) before the dream ended.

I really wish I had avoided the girl thing because frankly the task and adventure part of the dream was so much more fun. Real incentive to avoid caveman in the future!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Interested in any thoughts/comments about these experiences.

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

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Dreams:

09:07

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

+

Spoiler for NSFW, 18+:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Spoiler for NSFW, explicit, 18+:

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

the dream ends / transitions.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Spoiler for NSFW, explicit, 18+:

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

I wake up.

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

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

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

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

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

(Some time awake, back to sleep)

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

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

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

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

22:52 bedtime (yay on schedule!)

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

03:25

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

08:57

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

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

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

+ girlfriend montage:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

05:00 still awake

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

fall asleep somewhere around late 05? or perhaps 06?

06??

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

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

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

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

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

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

Spoiler for NSFW explicit:

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

I wake up.

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

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

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

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

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

Spoiler for NSFW explicit:

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

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

10:20 now really awake