NowAwake

i am in my appartment, standing in dinning room. i am having all the false memory flash backs that i am a fashion model and i just came back from the mosque where the fashion show was being held. i had a fight with one of the collegues. my mother said to me you can go there again because the designer was not there when you faught, nothing will happen, I agreed and i am putting on my sandles but can not wear them properly. I opened the gate and dream ends.


DREAM SIGNS:
EGO ROLE : i am a female fashion model.
CONTEXT : fashion shows cannot be held in mosque.
EGO ACTION : i am not be able to wear sandles properly.

Its 10:30 am. i was late for univercity and had a class at 11:30 so i thought to attempt wild.

I lie on my stomach and after few minutes i was in Hypnagogic phase. i see my appartment stairs, i am going down to the street thats when i interacted with the imagery and with light focus i forced my self in the hypnagogic imagery to look around, i looked left and right seeing the street in full vividness but then i pushed too hard and was pulled back, the imagery faded << i am lying still without movement >> soon i see my self on the road i again used light focus to will my hypnagogic self to stop a motorcycle, i stoped one motorcycle and ride it towards the bridge. i am making turns << and waiting to be pulled into the full dream>> but again i just interacted too much and it all fades.
Iwanted to lie there and see how far i can go with this but i had to go uni and abondoned the attempt. But i did learn that how much interaction is needed for me to keep the passive imagery going, and eventually i will be pulled into the dream remaining lucid

I am in my apartment. Its morning and i am preparing for university but then my zit bursts ( which i don't have) and yellow substance is oozing out of my chin i go to bathroom to clean but my mother is washing her hands there, i waited but my pain increased so i pushed her and said go to the other one. i am looking myself in the mirror and the reflection is perfectly normal ( i thought mirror don't work in dreams? ). i am washing the yellow substance with my hand then my little sister brings me liquid face wash.

I am at my nani's place again, where i used to cycle. i am with my friend whom i don't recognize, I am very angry at him because he has just invested all of his money in some kind of project and now his investment is about to sunk, I am yelling at him that why you have to be so greedy, we had accomplished so much but it's not enough for you, my friend is wearing a Three piece armani type suit and he is taller than me. He is worried and keeps walking pointlessly in depression.

Its 11 september, we are celebrating world coins day. i am watching and also at the sametime participating in an animated documentary in which different kinds of coins are participating. I see the Rs 12 coin dancing and singing, then i see the Rs 1 coin which is supposed to be a some kind of symbolic representation of sword, the dream scene is a mixture of theatre stage and old WW2 movies, there are mountains and open land and the background of a sunset.

I am with five friends whom i don't recognize, they are downstairs where as i am in the canteen of steel mill with one friend, he is skinny and taller than me, also is his partially bald. he is talking with my other friends on the mobile and insisting them to come up so that we could carry all the plates. then one of my other friend came up and said "okay ia m here lets get it over with". the waiter of the canteen came to the skinny one and said should i make that order, he replied yes. He ordered 25 plates of curry and 5 roti with one big giant handi made of steel. he put the handi on the counter. The skinny one walked in the kitchen and was about to grab the handi but i warned him immediately. he didn't listen and grabbed it anyway, his hand got burned and he yelled.