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I am with my dad and stepmom; we are going to visit a family friend who lives on a farm. My father drives us in a large hummer type vehicle to a barbecue which is taking place in the evening hours/at night. There are some scenes involving the driving that I do not recall with much clarity, but the end result is us arriving at this farmhouse with a large Quonset hut out back.

People are talking, eating hamburgers and hot dogs and drinking the like. I then end up getting chased by this large goat like creature. I say goat because that's what it most closely resembled but it was very large and the horns growing out of its head resembled cordyceps fungus. I recall feeding it a block of cheese that I had taken from a party tray trying to get it to leave me alone, but I think it only aggravated the creature further.

A large structure manifested nearby; it was a metal scaffold that resembled a cell phone tower with a wooden plank staircase spiraling up it. I climbed the structure trying to get away from it, though was unsuccessful. The large goat followed me up. It tried several times to bite my hand, and for some unknown reason, I allowed this. Until I realized that the goat's bites where harmless, that it couldn't bite with enough force to hurt my hand, but seemed to enjoy nibbling on it, though I wasn't sure if this was a mechanical limitation of the creature or the goat showing restraint. I stopped being scared of the goat and jumped off the tower. In spite of falling a dozen stories, I landed with no injuries or discomfort. The goat jumped down as well.

So funny story. I had this whole thing written as a draft DJ entry that I never published from a draft state. Then I had another dream (the most recent one) and realized I still hadn't ever published this old one. So I'm publishing both dream journal entries as one.

I was with several friends, in some kind of online game, somewhat reminiscent of kerbal space program or space engineers. In it someone had generated or built an empty orbital ring structure around a small planet, and we were going around adding various facilities and utilities to it. I stopped to focus on the section that I had been assigned, adding on several turrets to defend against enemies (which were a major part of the game we were playing) as well as several docking bays.

I flew inside of one of the docking bays and landed. The interior was far bigger than I recalled making it, and full of details such as parked starships and crates of supplies.

I saw about half a dozen of these large beings, mechanical in nature. They were large, vaguely humanoid constructs with digigrade legs which were small and thin with respect to their upper bodies and arms, and they stood at about 4 meters in height. Two large protrusions stuck out of their back made of overlapping metal scales or leaflets. They looked like white bird or angel wings but the beings seemed incapable of flight at least in normal gravity. On their shoulders were two large disc shaped turrets which would rapidly fire out bolts of orange light and in their head was some kind of heavier energy beam weapon firing out a larger beam of orange light. The most defining feature was how smooth and immaculately clean and pristine silvery white these constructs were with respect to the gritty grays and browns of the orbital ring and the structures we would build as players.

I became semi lucid without any identifiable cause, and ironically ended up losing my “creative mode” privileges within the dream, becoming grounded by artificial gravity. I saw the white constructs killing some engineers who were working on some of the starships. Some security personnel came down into the hangar with assault rifles and attempted to gun down the hostile forces but the weapons seemed to have little effect and the machines simply walked forward through the hail of bullets, vaporizing the security personnel with their primary weapons.

Shields up. I knew these things were hostile and I knew I would have to somehow defeat them. I started by throwing my fire missiles as usual but these also didn’t seem effective against their armor. Fortunately my fire blasts were so weak that they didn’t even draw the things attention away from the engineers. But I knew they would come after me.

I looked around me. There was a ship that looked like a BSG viper, some tool boxes and supply crates. I looked at one crate that wasn’t quite closed, with the lid just sitting over the top slightly crooked. I convinced myself there was a more powerful weapon inside the crate, something I could use to take those things out. Upon actually revealing the contents was a carbon copy of Halo’s spartan laser.

“Perfect”

I picked it up and began to gun down the attackers with the beam. They seemed more focused on attacking the security personell who continued to spill out of doors in the side of the hangar but one of them did focus one of his shoulder turrets on me for a second before I could gun him down. I remember holding concern that my laser presumably only had four shots yet there were about a dozen of these things. Especially since when I picked it up, it was only 37% charged. But firing the thing only dropped the charge by 1-2% per shot rather than the 25% you get in actual Halo.

I lost the dream and woke up.

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I had a lightsaber fight with a bald four armed woman with purple skin. She had some kind of technology which allowed her to become momentarily phased when I managed to land a hit. Eventually I managed to get hold of some kind of gun and was able to shoot past her guard and take her out of the fight by taking out her sabers.

She attempted to run through a crowded bazaar full of unusual aliens and wares where I had to chase her.

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I was skiing with parents at the old ski resort. I remember seeing a bunch of people there wearing blue and gold coats and creepy masks looking similar to anonymous masks. They were some kind of cult.

At some point they brought me on top of one of the ski lifts and started doing this ritual to indoctrinate me into their cult. The dream phased in and out from being on top of some sort of building to being on top of the ski hill. (unstable dream FTW) When they started to indoctrinate me they gave me a mask and all of these shiny rainbow beetles crawled all over my body. It was not a pleasant sensation and I quickly requested that I leave. They then gave me some other bug, like a large rhinoceros beetle who's shell I had to break open and then spread his innards all over my body to drive off the rainbow bugs.

Once I had the leader of the mask cult pulled a gun on me and shot me, waking me up. I was strangely apathetic to the whole thing upon awakening.

(From 14.2.2k19)

I was having a pretty mundane dream about my parents making me have to take care of this woman's dog while she took a vacation. The dog had some kind of mental disability which made it not listen to commands, and needed to be given an insulin shot once per day as well as these large pills which the dog would refuse to swallow twice per day and the dog needed to be fed precise portions of dog kibble at precise times and be let out to potty three times per day, which would have been fine if the dog was actually nice, which it wasnt and the dog took every opportunity to bite, growl or pee/poo on the floor.

At some point the mental disability aspect of the dog came into play and (s)he walked into the road and got ran over. I started to fall into an anxiety trap, but managed to catch myself upon trying to remember what the woman's phone number was. I realized I didn't have her number, and that I didn't know her name and that her house was actually MY house. I became lucid and just ignored the dog, it was dead anyway; and just a construct to create a stressful dream, something which was only exemplified when I saw the brakes on my car fail and the car rolled into a street and got crashed into by two cars, one of them a cop car. The cop started to get out of his police car to come and hassle me about the break failure, but I just walked the other way and ignored him determined to set a more positive outcome for the dream. The dream must have lost track of him without my focus because I didn't see him again; and that was my intention.

I wandered into the town to explore it. It was an odd mix of OTD and my old and new towns buildings with nice sunny summertime weather to boot. My old Taekwondo studio inbetween a small grocer and a toy store. I saw my old Taekwondo instructor, and greeted him. I passed by a small park or plaza area and saw my deceased grandmother playing dominoes with my deceased cat who had been sized up to a more modest human.

Grandmother: "Oh... they're you are. I forget you're one of the smart ones who gets lucid sometimes."

My cat turned to me and then spoke with a heavy british accent; in a male voice which was unusual as said cat was a she.

Cat: "Meow mix. Cats love it so much they ask for it by name. How come you didn't feed me more of it while I was still around? You were a good owner and all, but now I'm stuck here and I'm due to be reincarnated as a human in 11 years."

Me: "You are... wait... [grandmother's full real name] you were Cristian. Do you get reincarnated too?"

Cat: "Things work funny here you see..."

Me: "and by that you mean this isn't actually an encounter with deceased sprits, just a construct of my mind feigning such things."

Cat: "Exactly."

I continued to wander about the town, spotting Dante and an incarnation of the Amethyst Man's shop. I thought I might try flying. I took a leap and felt myself shoot up onto the roof of a 2-3 story building, floating back down gently. I took in a view of the town, noticing some larger buildings off in the distance. I was preparing to take off when I spotted Manei. She stood out from the background of the town because she looked like an animated drawing; black outlines and flat colors superimposed onto the fairly realistic and grounded town setting. She was outside a bistro serving to some customers when I lept from the roof of the building down next to her.

Me: "Are you... Manei?"

Manei: "Hade? Oh gods!" (So this was a discovery I made about a year ago and never brought up. My dream self's name is actually Hade. I always assumed it was "Jade" since Manei speaks with a fairly thick accent. Everything I know is a lie.) She proceeded to drop a tray of hot soup on a customer which proceeded to fizzle out of existence, turning into a wiff of skintone smoke and the bowl clattering to the ground, then picked me up and hugged me. "Where have you been?! I've been trying to contact you forever and I've been worried sick. What's going on up there? ("Up There" refers to waking life.)

Me: "Thats a long story."

She took me into the back of the restaurant where she shape shifted into an older overweight woman with a chefs outfit and hat. She started to tell me about the job she had taken on working here and explaining to me the various recipes and cooking techniques she had learned, while passing orders to the aides in the kitchen. But it was all Jargon and nonsense given the dream state and I started to be concerned about wasting dream time, checking my hands and pinching my nose to reaffirm my lucidity. When she came to a stopping point I interrupted

Me: "Do you mind if I-"

Manei: "Go right ahead."

It didn't take much to shift the environment. The kitchen equipment and the assistants shrunk away. Manei reverted into her stock form. We were now in an empty room with a single white sofa which we sat together on. I felt the velvet sofa to anchor myself but I could still feel the dream was starting to buckle anyway.

Me: "Well its a long story, everything that's happened up top."

Manei: "Start with whats happened today."

Me: "Today is Valentine's day."

Manei: "What's that?"

Me: "You don't know. I thought you knew everything that happened topside."

Manei: "I don't. I get bits and pieces but its all jumbled and sometimes incorrect."

Me: "Well its a holiday where guys are supposed to do nice things for the girls they're in love with. Like buy them cards, flowers, chocolates and jewelry."

Manei: "And what do the girls buy for the guys they like?"

Me: "Nothing."

Manei: "So the girls don't need to buy those things. If they love a boy they can just tell him?"

Me: "No."

Manei: "Why?"

Me: "Honestly, that part's pretty unclear. I think its cause boys feel weak or petty if a girl has to tell them she loves him first and ask him out."

Manei: "Why would that be a rule? Who wouldn't want to feel loved?"

Me: "I don't know... I didn't come up with these rules."

I lost the dream and woke up.

Hey guys, long-time-no-post. But I'm looking to get back into lucid dreaming in 2019.

Also a reminder to self, had a fun Manei dream on christmas eve night that I need to write down.

A rather bizzare occurrence started off last night's dream, a sort of reverse false awakening. I remember snippets of a fairly long dream in where I was at my father's house. (I have moved house since I last posted a dream journal here, and as such have seen lucid dreams go up, since whenever I find myself in my old house, I usually know that I'm actually dreaming.) This didn't seem to be the case this time around though.

I was sitting on the couch with my father and two ODT characters I did not recognize. We were watching some movie about a spaceship being haunted by a ghost causing malfunctions and the ship was falling into the atmosphere of the planet Jupiter. One of the dream characters complained about the movie being too scary, but I had false memories of having seen it before and more or less told them to suck it up before falling asleep before the movie could end.

Falling asleep in the dream immediately took me into another dream, in where I was in a river that ran through a deep canyon. I became lucid at least in part, I don't know if I was lucid relative to my actual waking life, but rather the dream about my old house, but I was "lucid" in the respect that I knew this was a dream. I grabbed on to one of the walls of the canyon and began climbing up with relative ease. The walls of the canyon were a gray stone with the occasional grass or fern growing out of them. I wasn't feeling confident in flying having not been lucid in some time and preferred instead to climb.

I recall climbing for a few minutes. Every time I would think I was reaching the edge of the canyon yet more cliff would reveal itself. I also began to find carved stone animal body parts which I could use as handholds sticking out of the cliff face. This was bizarre and even a little creepy. A leg with a hoof, the snout of a dog, the tail and back legs of a cat, an octopus tentacle were all carved immaculately from the stone.

I continued upwards and eventually reached the top of the cliff. In the immediate area where I had climbed out of the gorge was a castle which seemed to be built in a miniature scale. I went over to examine it more closely and found tiny human skeletons (maybe about 20 centimeters high) and bits of miniature armor and weapons laying around. I picked up a longsword, though to me it was the size of a butter knife and I examined it. There was a rather large hole in the pommel, big enough for me to stick my pinky finger through. I thought this was a bit bizarre and became concerned that I might be in danger of inciting conflict. Sure enough, as soon as I let that thought cross my mind, miniature men started shouting, manning the battlements of the castle, and firing tiny arrows at me.

A few of the arrows stuck into the back of my hands which I had used to block my eyes. I jumped off the cliff back into the gorge but found that I was now floating. It was as though there was an invisible floor over the gorge with the river that I had started in. But I wasn't able to step or walk on it, it was more like an updraft of wind was keeping me aloft.

I saw this dream character, it looked like a PFNM but was only 30-40cm tall, wearing black armor with a small white cow skull mask and black deer horns charging the castle and the miniature men were firing arrows at it. I observed the battle for another minute as the men slowed the creature down. It climbed the castle walls and started sucking the blood of the miniature men with a long proboscis like tongue which would kill them pretty quickly. I think it managed to do this to about half a dozen of them. Eventually the miniature men in the castle were able to pincushion the creature with enough arrows that it fell.

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I was in an OTD town, mixing elements of my old hometown, my new hometown and sunset valley from TS3. At the center of the town on either side of main street were large towering circular archeologies about 20 stories tall made of a white concrete and glass containing tropical plants like palm trees and bird of paradise flowers. There was also a very large brick building that functioned like a compact multi-story mall and the BBD that recurred in my October Lucids was also pasted into the town. I encountered the amethyst man which caused me to become lucid.

I explored the town for a bit, eventually finding the town square park. There was some kind of military honors ceremony occurring like you might have on veterans day. I felt compelled to stay and watch. There was a large stage set up, with a veteran military commander giving a speech. He looked like an older version of Jak (Yes the dream character Jack, upon seeing his name in print in the a dream, omits the "c" so I'm taking that as canon now). He started off with a fairly standard speech about honoring veterans and what they were fighting for, paused, and some veterans did a 21 gun salute. He then continued his speech saying something to the effect of:

"But the war against tyranny is not over. Lucid dreamers are still trying to invade our world and sow destruction. That is why I give you the dreambreaker MKVII, with the latest in anti lucid dreamer technology."

A curtain on the stage rose and there was a robot about 12 feet tall. It was made of a beige colored armor material with a glowing green robotic eye on its head, and had a sort of squatted over appearance. It powered up and walked on stage, waving to the crowd with its left hand. Then its eye turned from green to red and its right arm turned into a machine gun aimed at me. The man giving the speech as well as most of the audience looked confused and nervous.

"Some things never change." I thought to myself. I started flying toward the machine. I've been hurt by high caliber weapons, even when I'm lucid. It might just be a schema I've developed over the years, so I was a bit nervous going up against this thing, but I was apparently able to spoof the targeting fairly easily by flying in a sort of corkscrew pattern as I closed the distance. I landed a single super punch directly to the chest and the machine skidded off the stage, across the road (digging two ruts in the concrete with its feet) and into the wall of a brick building, which it crashed through. There was a large dent into its chest but it had remained upright. I thought it was going to continue to fight back, as it tried to raise its machine gun again but the eye flickered out and the right shoulder of the machine caught on fire, and the thing went limp.

I turned around just in time to see one of the veterans on stage pass a high-tech looking bazooka to the man who had been giving the speech, who then said "Time to light the fireworks" He aimed and fired it at me, but I dodged the missile which got stuck in an oak tree behind me. The missile clamped onto it with a claw in its nose. I looked at it for a moment and the missile exploded creating a black hole with arcs of lighting shooting off of it. It began sucking in cars, tree branches, and even people. I was able to, with some effort, keep from getting pulled dangerously close to the black hole. After a few seconds the black hole subsided. Everyone was in a panic now.

I went to the man who had given the speech and landed next to him. He looked terrified. I was going to try and talk him down and make peace with him, as I usually do with hostile dream characters, but I transitioned to another much more mundane dream which I do not recall.

Big old dream drop from the past few days to try and kick start my dream recall again.

Some dream involving me being on a vacation with my mother. We were driving through various towns in eastern Michigan. I recall this one town; which I could swear I have been to in several dreams before. The town is quite small, built on the intersection of two paved country roads in a thick forest that meet at an angle. At one of the corners made by the roads is a burger place made of light brown bricks with a dark brown awning which I could swear I have been to before in previous dreams.

I was sitting at the restaurant talking with my mother about things for a time and drawing and explaining something on a napkin. She told me the car had broken down and she had to take it to get it fixed and that I should explore the town. I headed out of the burger place and to another store a little ways away. The building looked like one of those old fashioned two story brick buildings you find in most old towns in america. I was surprised to find the interior had only a little bit of a second floor, a wooden staircase leading up to it and the walls plastered and painted a tan color.

Every inch of the inside was filled with tables; and the tables were covered in crystals and agates of all varieties with prices listed. The walls were covered in displays of decorative weapons with crystal blades made of crystals in all colors of the rainbow and (no exxageration) hundreds of dream catchers made from crystals. Looking at them closely even the string in the webbing of the dream catcher had thousands of tiny crystals inside of it. The man who ran the store was an old native american man who was really friendly and enjoyed sharing his stories with me about finding the crystals. He showed me a trap door underneath his shop leading to a network where he found them and mined them by hand.

I eventually left the shop saying I had no money but promising that I would return when I did. I then headed outside and tried to call my mother but my phone was dead. I decided I would head to the auto repair place and jog there to get some exercise. I started running but floaty gravity kicked in. I started realizing that I could hop off of one foot (I think it was my left) and float for increasingly long periods of time while holding my breath. Practicing and experimenting for a handful of minutes I was able to hold myself in the air permanently and float around at a fairly high speed.

I did however once or twice lose control and float into some nearby power lines. Fortunately for me dream logic meant that touching them or having my ankle snag didn't electrocute me to death and only had a moderate tingling sensation upon touching them in where I could feel power surging through them but It didn't harm me. Some dream characters caught their attention of me flying, one of them looking suspiciously similar to GizEdwards. If my recall serves I had a breif conversation with him about lucid dreaming without actually becoming lucid.

I had by this point arrived in a different town; one near a lake. There were more shops and houses here. I headed into one shop; the building being built into the side of a hill. Upon going inside I found that the shop was in fact the entrance to an entire shopping mall. Most of the shops seemed to be closed but a few were open. Regardless I didn't have any money. At some point full lucidity finally kicked in but by this time the dream was ending as I could sense. I continued flying through the underground shopping mall noticing the visual details. There were interesting patterns and mandalas in the floor tiles and walls which grew increasingly intricate and stunning as the dream faded out.

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I was in some old fashioned brick warehouse with a wooden roof. In it were several girls wearing victorian dresses who had metal plates and fake wigs on top their heads. They were presumably people who had their brains removed and replaced with robotic brains but their bodies continued to function normally. They were being forced to place vegetables into wooden crates in a very specific manner.

I recall one of the girls, who was newly outfitted with the robotic brain being explained to how she should place celery sticks one at a time in neat rows inside of the crate, accounting for how the celery might be slightly warped; slightly thinner or thicker at one end or the other and how she should compensate for that to make the celery sticks fit as neatly and compactly as possible when packing them. This would go on for hours. Because the wooden crates were quite large it could take a whole day to meticulously package them with vegetables.

At the end of the day the girls were allowed to go to their rooms. Because they were still human bodies but without fully functioning brains or independent personalities they still needed to rest their bodies at the end of the day. There was one employee who was not like the others, a middle aged man who was very tall. He had sort of a long face and gray hair. (He looked somewhat similar to my mom's new boyfriend.)

He was told by the boss person that he needed to stay after. Apparently the boss disliked wasting food and told him there was a crate of cabbages/lettuce that would expire tomorrow, and that he should stay after hours and eat them.

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The dream then showed the man going home. I talked with him, or received some in dream narration/exposition about his life and apparently he suffered from extreme depression. He walked to his house which was a victorian style house built at the end of a cul-de-sac. Most of the houses on the street were much newer looking and cleaned up while the man's house was made of rotten wood. The yard was barren with patches of dead grass and a single oak tree which looked like it might be sick.

Someone told me that the man had long since lost the key to his house and never bothered to get a new key made or change the lock on his door due to his depression, (Dream character logic continues to perplex me.) so he would simply climb in the open second story window through the roof over the front porch. However today he had a cartoon stomach from eating an entire crate of cabbage and couldn't climb the post because his gut kept getting stuck so he resolved he would just sleep outside. As if to add to the man's depression it started to rain.

What I found rather strange was when he went into his backyard it extended into a meadow which went on for about a mile before hitting a highway and some factories.

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Same dream. I was in the same brick warehouse where the crates of vegetables were, but I was much more conscious of my own existence. I recall my hair had been shaved very short by feel and upon looking into a mirror I looked younger than I do IRL. I also looked more similar to a younger version of my waking life self before I lost weight rather than my dream self which has distinctively different features. (To explain this I was a very heavy kid when I was young. I started losing weight when I took up martial arts. My actual age appeared to be before I even started losing weight but it appeared I was thinner than I was IRL at that point.)

I was at at least some low level of lucidity. I remember not really caring that my hair was shorter and my body was as it was as I was younger, just figuring I would lose the weight again and be able to grow my hair out again. I think the short hair had something to do with joining some kind of youth military organization. For some reason I had the sense that I had a lot of time to get things sorted out and figure out what was going on.

Manei appeared. I got some low level of lucidity. She also looked young; younger than even when I first met her, though her age was in flux a lot so this was nothing new and I recognized her aura and behaviors. She had braces which was a detail the dream hyper focused on. She said to me something about how everyone has awkward or depressed times in their life before they improve and its normal. I started walking with her outside of the warehouse and we found ourselves on another planet.

It was a desert with reddish-orange rocks spread about everywhere. There were some kind of aliens attacking which we had to fight. We picked up guns and started fighting the aliens. This alien monster with four arms and white armor came out and roared at us. We got ready to shoot but he started talking and said he was friendly and would help us escape. We ran over some hills with the alien (he had four guns, one for each arm) doing most of the work while we watched him from behind. When we got over the last hill we saw in the distance a big battle. Spaceships were hovering low over the ground and fighting one another.

A small transport ship flew by and hovered next to us and dropped off a warthog.

Manei: "Oh sweet wheels! I get to drive!"

She got into the drivers seat and told me to get onto the turret. The alien guy got onto the gun and we started driving twoards where the ships were. We didn't make it very far before Darth Maul came out of nowhere and jumped on the back of the warthog and cut off the turret with his double bladed lightsaber. I think I was injured in some manner because I lost the dream pretty quickly and woke up.

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I don't remember much of this dream but it involved me touring castles in Europe somewhere. A historical expert was talking to me about how the best defended castles were not necessarily the biggest ones and how easy a castle was to defend depended upon how well it was positioned. The dream character took me across a river on a boat into a castle. The river ran around an island upon which there was a hill that was a cliff on three sides and a moderate slope on the fourth and at the top was a singular circular castle tower. He said that this tower was defended by seven men against over nine thousand men because it was so well positioned they couldn't get an siege machines up close to the tower due to the water and the hill.

Then I saw my high school crush. completely naked and coming down the stone stairs from the castle. She mentioned something embarrassing I did in middle school. Of course I don't remember what specifically it was; or even if it was something that *really* happened or just something that I had a false memory of happening. Lucidity hit me like a sack of bricks but a few seconds later I woke up.

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Dreams:

I was on a train. That's about all I can recall.

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S had taken me to a star wars con. I was in an OTD parking lot with fog and OTDDCs. Some were unlocking these very large models from the backs of their trucks and unloading them into this wheeled palette. One was one of those revenge of the sith star destroyers (Venator?). But there were like 8 slots where the large turrets were. 8 small children painted their faces gray and got into the slots wearing these hats that looked like the turrets.

The DCs then started fighting with another group of DCs who had also made a large model of a ship. This one I did not remember being in star wars. It was gold in color and looked like a huge hammer/axe with a big front part and a long narrow back part. They got into an argument with the star wars DCs and started talking about some space battle where everyone got these new upgraded shields but still had the standard weapons and the entire battle was resolved by all of the ships on both sides ramming into one another. The argument crescendoed when people rammed the two wheeled carts together causing damage to both ship models. The star destroyer with the kid's heads as turrets fell off it's cart and all of the children started crying. One of the older and more mature members of the group who hadn't been involved in the argument started trying to get the kids out.

We then went into the convention. Alls I remember was that everything was egregiously expensive. Someone cited that a bottled water was 15 dollars.

Meditiation: 50.15A (morning)

RCS: 3 (documented)

I don't have anything to report on meditations or reality checks for the past few days, as I have been slammed with school. Nevertheless I said I would get back into lucid dreaming and help motivate DawnEye so I suppose I should drop these here regardless. The previous three mornings I have gone in and out of wakefulness a lot and barely remembered anything.

Anyways this is just a smattering of dream fragments and notes.

-I was in a parking garage. It was some kind of urban environment and there was something to do with a maroon colored car.

-I had a semi lucid dream. I was with Manei and we were on standing paddleboards going down a river. There was a lush tropical jungle on either side of us with thick groves of bamboo and giant trees. My grandparents got involved in the dream and were on a boat and were annoying. We didn't want to be involved with them so we went down this side river and hid in this little cove.

-In one dream I was constructing a large wooden model of the red spaceship from my art thread in my bedroom. I was intending it as a toy to give to a young child as a play set and the project involved making the sides of the ship hinged so that people could see the inside; and doing interior detailing and creating figurines that could be played with in the playset.

-Marcus made silver and orange mecha armor that looked a lot like an Iron Man suit. The armor could unfold and then encompass him like an Iron Man suit. He then took out a blue lightsaber and tried to stab himself but upon striking the armor the lightsaber's blade would short out and he'd be forced to reignite it. He said he had to make the armor resistant to lightsaber strikes and it was now successful.

Dreams

I was visiting relatives or friends of the family in Japan (which I don't have IRL to my knowledge.) Someone said that Japan had become communist and now everyone got paid the same. They said it was a better system because they had a lot of poor people. We drove down the street and there were these black circular glass buildings we drove past. Some were very tall and narrow and I looked in the window and saw some posters on the insides of buildings a bunch of them showed a pregnant Danny Phantom.

They said that Japan's new government had decided to create a pro-Mpreg campaign to help fix their population decline and encourage more men to get pregnant. Apparently they had aired an anime that was a continuation of Danny Phantom where he had gotten pregnant to push their agenda. I had false memories of watching an episode where Danny experienced cravings and used his ghost powers to turn invisible and steal ingredients from a grocery store. In the store he met Saitama from One Punch Man but It was just a cameo and wasn't important to the plot.

We pulled into the restaurant after some contrivance. (Street signs changing, roads moving around with weird barriers and traffic signals, etc. Thankfully my uncle was the one driving.) We went into the restaurant. It was a strange room with one large sort of U-shaped table made out of wood with a cook behind it. The entire room was painted purple with felt on the walls and yellow stars in the felt; it looked like fabric you would use to carpet a kid's room or day care.

The waitress, an older Japanese lady came out. She spoke strangely coming up to each person in turn. When she came to me she said "Ahugck! I see inside your mind! I see your deepest desires and indulgences and shall provide accordingly." (With that she reached under the counter and handed me a large takeout box of assorted cookies.) I looked at them and thought that I should probably have some food. I asked her if I could have some hot tea with no sugar and she responded "Haark Blarugh [Belching Sound] Green Tea (she poured hot water and added some tea leaves) What an excellent choice you truly are a genius!" I thought about asking her to bring me some actual food and not just cookies but my cousin who sat next to me said he didn't like the baked fish he got and I offered to eat his food instead.

"Glarga Blarga [Goose Honking Noise] I played lego star wars with you before and you cheated. Thanks to you, I never found that yellow piece I needed for my Y-wing!"

The dream ended at around that time. I woke up briefly at around 5:30 and jotted notes on the dream down.

I entered another dream. This one involved some kind of space battle. Most of the ships used were my ships from Gauss on the scifi roleplaying Discord server; but this was some kind of game; one with surprisingly good fidelity (the dream was rendered well too.) The antagonistic fleet looked like the First Order from Star Wars and seemed to replicate their ship types.

Battle 1

In the first battle took place over a bluish colored gas giant. A large enemy fleet was chasing a smaller fleet of my ships. Once they were lured close enough to the planet artillery cannons emerged from concealed positions on the moons of the gas planet and started shooting at them. Then concealed allied ships emerged from the atmosphere of the gas giant. The enemy was caught in a crossfire and their fleet was decimated.

Battle 2

The second battle took place in a protoplanetary disc. When the enemy fleet arrived the allied ships retreated above the plane of the disc. When the enemies tried to follow them into the disc they allied ships detonated antimatter mines they had laid in the gas and dust and blew most of the enemy ships apart; cleaning up those that survived with conventional attacks.

Battle 3

The enemies had brought their biggest fleet yet and it included this huge spiny black planet-sized spaceship. The allied ships in the vicinity were chased away and lured the enemies deeper into the nebula. When the got into a clearing it was revealed there was a Neutron star with several allied dreadnaughts poised to fire on it. They fired beams onto the north pole and the neutron star reacted by firing a burst of gamma rays onto the huge spiny ship which shot through it disabling it. Ambush ships came out of gas clouds to attack the smaller ships.

Battle 4

The enemies had apparently adapted to the good guy's tactics and through sheer numbers had mustered a fleet to attack their homeworld. They brought an even larger version of the spiny black ship that must have been 3-5x larger than the planet itself. The allied ships came to attack and from the massive cosmic scale into a fighter that was being piloted by the Japanese lady from the first dream. There were 10 mouse traps laid out on the console and she stuck her fingers in each one one at a time. As she did this the traps had increasingly painful lookign spikes and barbs that cut into her finger causing them to bleed or simply cut some of her fingers off and the dream focused in intensely on showing me the gore.

Her ship turned around and she shouted "It's... a.... Trap to the power of ten; and you can't copyright that line! Also someone put a toilet in my cockpit! Larry the cable guy must not have done his job!"

Morning Med
N/A
Evening Med
x15Y
RCS
-FAC
-3:15: MC SC NP

Notes

Well I'm back to doing dream journals online, at least for now. I figured I should post last nights logs since they're neither too boring nor too inappropriate.

I think it's quite interesting how the waitress character carried most of the dream sequence, mentioning lego star wars and then being present in the second dream sequence; which a series of space battles. Not the most eccentric one-off dream character I've seen but defiantly up there.

This lucid dream is from several days ago.

I was with Manei and Jack in this large mansion. The home had purple wallpaper and dark blue carpet and numerous rooms filled with expensive furniture and fine art. We were walking around looking at the fine art. Jack came across a suit of armor that was on display and started to take it off the stand and put it on. I advised against it saying we didn't know who owned the mansion and they might be upset if we try to took it. He didn't listen to me and put the armor on anyway.

This guy then showed up. He had short brown hair and a green polo shirt on though his appearance was utterly unremarkable, and his face was kind of blurry to where I couldn't make out any distinct features.

The blurry face I believe it was what triggered my lucidity. The guy then started trying to attack us. Jack (who was wearing the armor) ran in with a sword. The green shirt man grabbed his sword by the blade and broke it, before picking jack up by the throat and throwing him into a china cabinet. Manei tried to fight him next, but he grabbed her by the hair and punched her over and over in the stomach. He then turned to me. I was fully lucid at this point. I figured I could just will this character out of existence, but he had a sort of stubbornness to him, and I could not. I moved to fight him and he fought back and grabbed me by the wrist along with several punches to the face and chest.

I was surprised how much it actually hurt and I was bleeding from my mouth. The guy still had a grip on me but I somehow managed to get away. I began flying above the guy and started throwing fireballs at him. It didn't seem to affect him much but he had no answer in terms of fighting back. I continued to lob fireballs on him time and agian. I blasted him through a large oak door into a library like room causing the guy to fall into an orrery-like device with several golden rings and models of planets riding around on rails. Still showing no signs of injury or weakness I continued to throw fireballs at the guy.

There were several dream characters in the library scene who ran out of the room panicking as the fight moved into the room. At one point a stray fireball blew over several bookshelves which fell over like dominoes. I continued to throw fireballs onto this guy with increasing ferocity but was doing no damage, though the attacks continually knocked him back. Eventually I combined my red and blue flames and made a purple energy ball which I threw at him. When it hit him in the chest he exploded leaving only his legs. There were wires and metal parts sticking out where his torso had begun.

I lost the dream and woke up shortly thereafter.

Just comin here to drop off a recent lucid. Heads up body horror/graphic.

Spoiler for body horror:

I became lucid when I false awoke and saw that the toilet in my bathroom looked different; there were lots of pipes running in and out of it and into the wall. I then looked in the mirror; looking like a blend of my dream-self and waking life self, but was much younger and shorter than I am now; perhaps about 10 or 12 years old. I looked in the mirror and one eye had no pupil and I thought that was strange.

When I pulled back to examine myself I saw my skin started peeling off in places, coming apart at what looked like artificial seams. Syrupy blood began to ooze from these seams and the skin on my stomach, starting from my solar plexus down my stomach peeled away and my organs spilled out onto the floor. I've had this manner of dream before, and normally when unaware of the dreaming state, it's a very shocking and disturbing dream to have. But when aware of the dreaming reality, it's easy to dismiss as just a bizzare dream.

I tried to stop the disintegration by spinning around in the mirror and looking back at myself. It didn't work, and only seemed to progress the situation further.

I decided I would head outside and try some flying, and didn't even see a reason to bother to try and stop this. I figured in a minute or so I would 'die' and could just regenerate into a new body, or the dream would simply drop the grotesque decay of my body as I turned my attention to other things. I started to head out of the bathroom as body parts continued to fall off. My still beating heart fell out of my chest cavity but was still connected by an artery and left dangling at about knee height.

I headed downstairs and my fingers started to fall off. I then saw a small creature. It looked something like a Jinx Elf, a creature I have created for a fantasy novel I am working on. I decided to ignore him and he just laughed and ran away. It was about when I reached the door that the dream ended.

This lucid was from awhile ago, but I forgot to write it down.

I was at the pool at the old health club my parents used to take me to when I was little. Manei was there along with two other girls. One was somewhat muscular and had shoulder length rainbow dyed hair and the other was very short and pale and had white hair.

I asked her something about lucid dreaming and some kind of reality check and all her friends started laughing. She acted like the question had been really embarrassing to be asked in front of her friends and she said that it was time for their swimming practice and I would probably be bored watching them.

"Fine, then I'll just go. I know when I'm not wanted." I said it in a way that everyone knew I was joking. Manei's friends giggled at her and I left. I headed into the locker room. I decided I want to do an experiment, and see if in a dream I could have mastery of a skill that I do not have any knowledge of in waking life. I've already confirmed this works with physical skills, as I've been able to do the splits, backflips and acrobatics that I could not preform IWL. I decided I would try to play a musical instrument.

When I headed into the locker room I found myself in what looked like a community garden in an urban area. There were tomato vines and pumpkins growing around a brick plaza with a bench. On the bench was a hangdrum. "Perfect" I thought to myself.

I sat down and started to play. I wasn't paying attention but very bizarre music came out. It sounded like a hangdrum but it was no melody I had ever heard; utterly alien. Obviously since I have no knowledge of music (that was the purpose of the experiment) I can't describe it or write it out in musical notation. I eventually stopped playing and woke myself up.

Also last night's nonlucid dreams, while I'm here.

I dreamed I was flying a spaceship. We were near earth, but not in low orbit; earth was about fist-sized when I looked out the window. I don't remember why, but the ship was a big white metal cube with a huge rocket engine in the center of each face of the cube, and I saw views from the exterior. The spaceship got stuck and we couldn't fire the thrusters.

Marcus appeared as an AI and said that there was a bug in the computer code that ran the spacecraft and when the X,Y, and Z coordinates of the navigation system were all equal to one another it would run a recursive script that ran on an indefinite loop and caused the computer on the spacecraft to freeze.

-+-

My grandparents had come back to life. Apparently they'd never been dead, just in a comatose state in a hospital. They looked funny though, their faces were kind of distorted. I remember running into them coming out of dan class at my taekwondo studio and being very confused.

-+-

I was at college. An angry professor appeared to me while I was at the registration center drinking tea and told me I hadn't come to his class all semester and showed me the sign up sheet. I recounted all the classes I had signed up for this term and confirmed that the class (an art history class) was not one I had registered for. I became lucid but lost the dream.

I've gotten busy with school but things are quieting down now. I'm posting this rather quickly just so spell knows I'm still alive and haven't dropped out of the comp entirely. I'll clean this up and tally my points for the comp hopefully tomorrow. Also, it looks like avatars are back- sort of?

Night 5: One frag; something to do with a white spaceship and my dream character Marcus.

Night 6: I false awoke in my bedroom and became lucid. I walked downstairs and out the front door doing a dream stabilization along the way. I falsely remembered a competition goal for 100 points was to fly to another planet. I uneventfully flew into space and landed on the planet Mercury. The surface was lifeless and barren and the sun was bright. I lost the dream and woke up.

I decided I would do a WBTB. This landed me in a nonlucid dream where I was in a greenhouse. There was a big tree with purple fruit and a termite mound. My mom was there and she threw the termite mound at me.

-+-

In the dream I was playing the role of a boy of about 14. I was moving with my 16 year old sister to live with my aunt in a high rise tenement apartment by the beach because my mom had a drug problem and she she couldn't fight her addiction, so she wanted to get rid of me and my sister before she became abusive. (Yay for putting your children first... i guess?)

I was on the beach about a quarter mile from the apartment complex. Some very attractive older woman in a swimsuit approached me and talked to me and for some reason my first response was to ask her which Hogwarts house she was from. My sister said something about breaking character.

We went to meet our new aunt and saw the inside of the apartment was like a very up-class hotel. Our aunt was an older woman who had a cat bed with a kitten sleeping in it on hear head all the time.

-+-

I false-awoke. I had been asleep in a junior high school class and the teacher said she was going to write me a suspension. I got worried but then caught myself. I had a false memory that I was taking a remedial class with middle school students but managed to root it out and find it faulty. Finally managing to become lucid in this dream.

I remember standing up from my desk and announcing to the class that everything was my dream, that I had graduated junior high school. The teacher told me to sit down and stop talking nonsense or she would double my punishment. I pinched my nose and held it pinched but kept breathing through it until the dream ended.

-+-

I was playing Tennis with a few friends. I became lucid and started hovering above the tennis court showing them how I could fly.

Night 7: Nuthn

Night 8: Became lucid during the recurring big waves dream after spotting multiple moons. I did an RC and attempted in dream meditation while being knocked about by the waves.

I am in my high school spanish classroom. The teacher is talking about a project that is due on monday, and says there is nothing planned for the next few minutes of class, meaning the students are free to do what they want. Some of the people in the class are dream characters or just imagined people and others are friends from WL. Students are talking about having a party over the weekend. I was considering going to the party for a bit just to hang out and then going home, and not staying for the whole thing.

Jack (my DC) says something about bringing lots of food to the party. Somebody else responded by saying they had a "big bag". In the context of the dream this was a slang term that meant someone ate a lot. I think the term was derived from like a big grocery bag.

-+-

I was on the swamp planet from star wars (checks wookiepedia) Dagobah. I am learning how to be a Jedi with the help of Luke Skywalker and Yoda. Yoda says something about how practicing not enough for something and overtraining yourself are both equally bad things to do, and that one must find balance somewhere in the middle. Luke skywalker tells me that while I do have potential in the force, I do not have very much, so I should take things very slowly to learn to be a Jedi.

I end up constructing a lightsaber out of spare parts, though it has a small handle and short blue blade.

-+-

The dream actually continued the next night (Last night) as I remembered previous events being relevant and still having the small blue lightsaber handy. I was the captain of a rebel ship. The admiral tells me the empire is coming and star destroyers appear and a space battle starts.

The dream shows this unusual angle of the battle. I order the fighters launched from my ship and some of them chase each other down to the planets surface. I see the battle happening near the surface of the planet. There is a large highway with hovercars on it and alongside the highway there are these huge statues of mushrooms with faces on the stems the size of skyscrapers. A few are complete but most of them have scaffolding and internal framework as though they are being constructed.

I then notice that our ship is now disabled while I was distracted watching the fight near the surface and we're pulled into the hangar of the star destroyer (just like in the opening of A New Hope). I leave the command room and head to the hatch where the stormtroopers come in, and when they blow down the door I start fighting them. I hold a gun in my right hand and the mini lightsaber in my left, using it to block shots while also shooting back.

I notice how easy this is. I'm covering my squad and taking out the enemy without any real effort. I figure I must be using the force and not knowing it. I get excited and think to myself "maybe I can fight off all the stormtroopers and get control of the star destroyer, then use that to hyperdrive back to a safe place, and bring a large, powerful ship with me." That is of course, where I lost the dream and woke up.

I am a spartan (Like from Halo). I am in this war screen where I can select a mission and I select one at random; not being given any actual information about what the mission entails. When I arrive at the mission I am in an abandoned city and it is snowing. Small children start coming out of the derelict buildings. Some have small guns, others have sharp objects. One kid has a baseball bat with nails in it. I take him to be the leader. They start attacking me and draining my shield; but I decide that I'm not killing children so I run into a corner and throw a grenade at the ground to kill myself.

The grenade explodes but doesn't kill me. I go flying comically high and land in a forested park just a few blocks from where I was. I see some kind of fight between two battle mechs and escape in a banshee.

I get assigned to another mission. This time, I must go with Noble team from Halo Reach. Though this time I don't think all the characters are there. The mission starts with Emile sitting on the toilet and I walked in on him by accident. When I did he said "Do you mind, I'm attempting to deliver an explosive payload?"

Kat, Carter and Jun then said we had to get going. We walked through a soccer field then some forests, then stole a small motorboat and crossed a large lake. We then got onto a military transport and started driving towards our destination. I remember getting annoyed and yelling to the rest of the team and saying that I was going to give the game a bad review for not having any real action sequences in it.

-+-

My mom wanted to give me a half birthday present. One of her friends was here and had a video recorder. She showed me medium-sized pyramid of presents in the driveway sitting on a blanket on a card table. I opened one of the presents and it was a carton of 36 strange looking oblong eggs. They then began shaking and bouncing everywhere and one of them flew in my face and exploded into yellow-green goo that smelled really bad.

My mom wouldn't explain it and was just laughing while her friend looked at the recording.

I am playing/in some kind of survival horror video game. The plot revolves around a group of 6 teenagers who sneak into a museum and find themselves trapped and attacked by an alien monster. The game has multiple branching paths in where different characters can live or die, but the ending always occurs when you run to the exit of the museum with your remaining members.

I am now at that point in the game. Jack is one of the NPC characters and me and him are running. Another character (presumably his girlfriend, at least in the game) trips, falls and gets eaten by the monster. I turn around in slow motion and see the monster behind me. I have a handgun and since this is a museum, I shoot a display of a an old space capsule hanging from the ceiling. It falls but the monster avoids it.

When I get through the door I turn around and see the monster coming. It looks like a xenomorph from alien but is gray, and has a more humanoid body with a large oval crest running around its head. The oval crest is so large in fact that the monster gets stuck in the doorway. Everyone stops as the monster struggles to push itself through to get to us, snapping its jaws. I say something like "Phew, saved by bad monster design". Though as soon as I do, the monster turns its head sideways, gets through and eats this brown haired guy.

Its just me and Jack and he gets on a military helicopter and starts flying it. I get on the machine gun and shoot the monster as we fly away and I see that the whole city is destroyed, looking like something out of a fallout game. Some of the buildings are on fire. As we fly away we see dozens of the monsters ravaging the streets and killing the remaining civilians.

This is now the game's final scene. In it we find out that the monster was a virus/pathogen that was created with funding by the governments of the world to start a war with humanity as some kind of twisted way of weeding out the weak people in humanity and getting us to unite under a common banner but it got out of control because some countries thought the USA had it too good and when the time came to release the pathogen they gave extra doses to US regions.

The game ends with my character picking up a war diary from one of the men who originally used the helicopter and reading it. A gruff narrators voice reads the diary as the helicopter flies onto the horizon.

"War. War never changes. Wars are waged by old fat politicians who have nothing to live for that sit in their offices padding their bellies and wallets while young men fresh out of childhood throw their lives away in droves."

Spoiler for Notes and technique breakdown.:

So included with this dream journal an example of my chart technique along with a sample of my documentation of RCs I want to show everything that I'm documenting with my chart and med method. I've talked about this in other posts but I want to break down this technique here so that in the future, if I ever need to refer somebody to what I'm using (either if they want to attempt to copy my technique or they are trying to help me troubleshoot it, I can save time in just showing them to this dream journal entry.

Now obviously I'm insane for doing this because last time I worked on this technique I actually saw a decrease in my lucidity rate on the nights that I tried the hardest. But last time I kept my results fairly private. Granted this will probably recede into privacy too, but for today, or at least the first couple days of me getting back into this I want to make my results public because... well I don't know really.

So the technique breaks down like so. There are three main goals for me to accomplish during the day. The most complex and time consuming being twice-daily meditation. I generally meditate using a two part system; in where I count down from a number to clear my mind and get mental chatter to quiet down, then briefly reset to a lower number and start again, followed by either focus on problem solving a particular subject or simply focusing on breath and mental quiet.

I document this in a chart with the starting points of counts. (Counting down from 50 and then restarting from 15 is the norm for me. I used to count from 100 and then restart from 30 but it would take too long and I would find myself spending too much time on the phase of meditation. I still do 100-30 occasionally if my mind is particularly crazy and I have the time. Then I put an S for subject and an M for mindfulness, and if there is a subject, I like to talk about the themes that I meditated on in my dream journal.

The second is documenting RCs. I carry a small notebook and pen/pencil with me and document major RCs. Almost every RC I do has the time written down that I will observe before and after writing down the RC and attempt to observe if only a minute or two have passed, so all RCs include a built in clock check, and generally a nose pinch is included without me documenting it. I won't be copying this into my DJ regularly but this is what it looks like.

8:20 - I'm at home. Clock check. Sun check (there is only 1 sun). Nose Pinch. Recalled waking up 1h ago.
9:09 - I'm at school before class. Clock Check. Nose Pinch. Second sun check.
10:10 - I'm in a boring econ class. I recall registering for this class and coming to it previously. I check that my calculator is functioning logically. 74-18 =56. I work it out on paper to confirm. Clock check and Nose pinch.
10:20 - Econ class ended early, this triggered me to RC. I checked the moon to confirm there was only one and that it was of a normal size. CC and NP.
10:47 - Season check. Does this weather make sense for april, or is it the middle of summer or snowing. Checks out. CC and NP.
11:29 - Recalled waking up in the morning. CC and NP.
12:41 - Art history is starting now. CC, NP and recall registering for this class.
1:02 - I rewrite the day as it has happened so far. I woke up, meditated, ate breakfast, drove to school, went to econ class, got lunch, went to the bank, sat in the student lounge, then went to art history.
1:17 - I do a hand check and confirm I have 10 fingers. CC and NP.
1:40 - I reread my earlier documentation of the day and make sure I still remember every activity. CC and NP.
2:58 - I just arrived home. I do a seasonal weather check, CC and NP.
3:45 - NP and CC
4:20 - Seasonal weather check, NP and CC

Though I stayed up until 10; I did not document anymore RCs because I got heavily invested in a programming project and didn't think to RC anymore. This is a situation that I would like to highlight. I can become very invested in things and lose track of time and reality. If I could stay alert during these times, I could probably increase my chances of becoming lucid. I'm pretty pleased with my coverage of the day otherwise, it might even be a bit overkill.

And the final daily goal is to maintain a consistent bedtime. I'm aiming for between 10 and 11 pm, though I might decide to shift that a little earlier. Not really much else to explain there.

Finally I record the dreams into the chart, quantifying them as a star ranking from 1-5, with 1 star being the 'worst' and 5 star being the 'best', on a sliding scale of dream recall, clarity and lucidity. I don't have a precise rubric as dreams are very hard to quantify and weird phenomenon always come up. (Say, a night with a lot of false awakenings.) Generally it works as follows.

No stars=no recall.
1 star=any amount of dream recall, even if it's just a fragment, up to a fair amount of of non-lucid dream recall.
2 star=a lot of non-lucid dream recall; recalling multiple separate dreams, or recalling a very long/vivid non-lucid dream. Sometimes depending upon the circumstance, layer 0 and layer 1 lucidity works in here.
3 star=generally a decent amount of semi lucid dream time, or a breif LD.
4 star=a long stable lucid dream. Basically my goal is for most or every night to be a 4-star.
5 star=god tier. Multiple lucid dreams in a night in a chain or a very long and vivid LD.

Date	Morning Meditation	Evening Meditation	RCs	Bedtime	Star Ranking
18.4.2017	50-15-m	N/A	14	10:40

So with that in mind, I plan to progress this technique. My first couple days will probably be documented publicly but after that I will probably switch over to doing this entirely in my private DJ as to not scum up the DJ section and for my own privacy.

In the dream I am attending college. The building I am in feels vaguely like it belongs somewhere on my campus and the surrounding area has the same feel to it, but it really blurred the line between a completely original to dream campus. The building was ten stories tall and had many wings and corridors and contained both classrooms and student dorms.

In the dream I had a gun with me, something that was forbidden by the rules of the campus and would be punishable by a long time in jail. The actual gun was like an uzi or small SMG and I remember at some point firing the bullets from it and noticing how small they were; they were like little pellets or pointed BBs. Yet the gun still had the capacity to kill people. The dream's plot revolved heavily around me trying to dispose of the gun.

I at first figured I would dispose of the bullets. During a class, I snuck into a women's bathroom and emptied the bullets from the magazine down a toilet and flushed. My logic behind doing this was that the police might find the bullets in the plumbing but they would attempt to trace a female to possessing the gun and give me more time to get rid of it. I then crushed up the plastic magazine by stomping on it and threw the pieces into a ventilation grate.

I then had to go to class. The class was at the center of the very strange and large building. There was a large circular tower that protruded from the side of the wall and castle like crenelations on top when viewed from the outside. I went to the class that was some kind of magical/alchemical class. I saw my friends S, A and C along with other dream characters outside trying to get my attention and waving at me. I waved back and they started throwing small rocks at the window as if they hadn't gotten my attention. They started to throw larger rocks and one of them cracked the window and got the attention of the whole class. I looked outside and saw some police escorting my friends away and thought that the police might think that we were troublemakers and might try and get a search warrant soon; so I should hurry up and dispose of the gun.

After the class ended, it was dark outside. I stashed the gun in my pocket (yes, it fit). Near this weird alternate school was a river with a small island in the middle. This island had sand dunes on it that people would climb up and then ride down on these sled-like devices. I decided this was how I would get rid of that gun. I went to the shore of the river where there were guys in small rowboats that would row you across for a dollar. I got one of them to row me across and while he was, he remarked that it was getting dark and I probably shouldn't be heading out to the dunes so late in the day.

I told him I had forgotten something earlier in the day and just needed to visit the sand dune island for a few minutes. Once on the opposite shore, I began frantically walking around the forested portion of the island looking for a good place to dispose of the gun. I ran into my father and he of course was really clingy and wanted to spend time with me, but I managed to convince him that I was jogging and that he couldn't keep up. So I jogged off and found myself at the top of the large sand dune where there was a small store and the sled things were kept. I got on one and started riding down, something that was frowned upon because it was unsafe and smart to have people nearby if you got hurt. I rode for a bit around the winding path in the sand until I found a place between two dunes that was out of sight of everybody.

I knelt over and dug out a hole underneath some dune grass in the sand with my hands and put the gun in it; then carefully covered it up with sand, ensuring I put dry, coarse sand on top as to leave no evidence anyone had dug there, then carried on down my sand sled to the bottom of the route and deposited it at a small shed where a few others had been. It was now completely dark and I saw that the row boat guys had retired for the night and I was now trapped on the island. I think I wound up getting back onto the mainland by hopping across some overlarge lily pads and swinging on some low hanging willow branches, only managing to get wet up to my ankles.

I retired to my dorm room that had a large furnace apparatus in it, and used the heat from it to dry my wet clothes. My roommate had questions as to what I had been up to but didn't get that suspicious. I plugged in my computer and started playing KSP and the dream started to fade out. I think it carried on for a bit, I recall glimpses and fragments of the dream carrying on into the days and weeks that followed this incident and how I continued to be paranoid that somebody would connect me to the gun and try to find me.

-+-

The dream somehow gave way to one of me driving on the highway and continually missing exits that I was supposed to turn off at, finding myself on unfamiliar parts of the state. Typical dream contrivances such as having a dysfunctional phone gps with a fraction of a percent of battery and the dream periodically distorting so that I find myself in the back of the car with nobody driving up front played out.

I remembered that my goal in the dream was to buy a birthday present for my new cousin. Apparently my aunt on my mom's side had given birth to a third boy after the two cousins I was familiar with, but he had aspberger's syndrome and she was ashamed so she kept him a secret from the rest of the family. But she eventually decided that wasn't right and she would introduce him to the rest of his family. This dream took place shortly after that and it was his (8th or 9th) birthday. I went into a random Toys R Us and bought a large blue Nerf gun and brought it over. This new cousin dream character was thrilled.

We started having a nerf war. My cousin's house was revealed to have many levels of basement that had never been seen before that the war took place in; including an all white room in where there were sliding panels and doors everywhere. The room didn't have any function outside of being a place for the nerf gun war as far as I could tell. I attained a small amount of lucidity and became concerned that the dream could take a dark turn if the nerf gun I was using converted itself into the gun I had tried to hide from earlier.

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The dream somehow gave way to another dream that I was driving my parent's old minivan and doing flips and stunts around a stadium with monster trucks. I felt as though I were playing a video game and didn't care that I was badly damaging the car. The dream was very hazy and this probably would have been a rather exciting dream sequence had it been clearer.