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> I saw my paternal grandma (Note she died in 2014) and there were parts before this next part, but this is what I remember most: She was in my living room listening to a cover of "All I Want" by The Offspring. The cover was a lot slower in the beginning until the chorus and I think had altered lyrics, some about a kitchen.

> I was having a jog with a dog in a flea market. (No, not with bugs.) I then saw a bunch of video games for sale and, semi-lucid, wondered if I should try buying them. (I used to go lucid if I saw video games for sale because I realized after getting excited in dreams and waking up, that I was dreaming.)

> I saw a three-wheeled car (Like a Reliant) with several people in it (at least four or five) with a woman driving it, hopping buildings in a city like you might expect New York City to be. They eventually ended up on top of an elevator in a building and I thought the idea was to then get the car through the roof of the elevator and... Out the door of it, I guess. The elevator was a lot bigger than the car.

ME and my friends and this one chick were hanging out and we decided to walk back from school and we got to this back alley and then ended up on some building, but it wasn't high up and I said "let's get down" so we climbed a black ladder down and I look on the roof and it said "like gills page on Facebook!" And I assumed it was some kind of radio channel place and my friend said woah we might me on cameras so then me and Darius and my cousin ran and my other friend and the chick stayed behind because there was a guy that comes walking out of his home because I think we were being loud, and he was holding a dog also by the leash, so we go running and then his dog is by us and I say "go home get out of here" so then we start walking down a back alley again and end up by my old school and behind it is a new McDonald's and I said "woah when did they build this" they didn't answer me but this guy named Brandon was randomly there and he says "it opens up at 7" and he pointed to a sign that showed the opening time and I said "oh" and plus he showed us this big carpet that was right outside of McDonald's for some reason and I said to my friends "aw we're gonna have to walk this far now for lunch?" And for some reason, the original mcds was in plain sight behind the "new" mcds and also for some reason again, was that our school was merged with the old mcds and it wouldn't even be a further walk because it would just be the exact length, anyways that's it and the end is kind of confusing.

-the sun was setting and it was cloudy and the sky looked dark blue by the time my dream ended
-it was cloudy and light out when my dream started
-the dog was an orange and white chihuahua
-the "new" mcds was in fact the old designed mcds that was previously here

I also just remember telling them "tell me if this flag smells like chloroform" and no one smelled except this chick that in reality we never hangout with and she sniffed me wickedly. I also remember some brief moments talking about the chloroform and how she actually smelled me and it was funny.

I dream that I'm chasing after my brother through the streets by my Grandfathers house.
It's summer, and I see my football coach from high school (5years ago) having a yardsale. We pass by this huge popcorn festival and he wants to go inside. But they tell him he's too young. So I'm walking past and this bodyguard grabs me and says you have to pay $1 to pass.

Non-lucid me decided to be sassy so I pulled 25cents out of my pocket and tossed it on the ground. He starts chasing me and I start running down these blue marble staircases. I realize I'm dreaming.

I decided to not change the dream environment and keep going down these really nice staircases. The dream fades and I see the same blue fading in and out of my vision.

I think I'm dreaming. So I try to get up out of my bed. But I cannot move and am only aware of my head. I start to wonder why I cannot move. But I see my hands are invisible and moving in front of people. So I think I must be a ghost. Once I get free I look at my hands. They're normal, so I was awake the whole last part.

I was in school. The building was somehow incomplete and it was possible to fall out of it in some places. I was wandering the corridors of school searching for classroom. Everyone was staring at me for some reason. After a while I realised that I must climb up to another floor. I almost fallen down when climbing, but I managed to do this. My english language teacher was just looking at us, and gave us grades for climbing styles.

I think I went to bed somewhere around 00:00. Woke up around 08:00 and stayed in bed until 09:10.

Jacket
I've got a white jacket that looks a bit like the Michelin mascot. It's a jacket from a broadcasting company I used to work for. It has the acronym embroidered onto it on the front in black, as opposed to the red 'stickers' in reality. I might've peeled the red ones off already. I'm not sure how to remove the embroidered part though. I'm thinking to myself that this would make an ideal jacket for wintersports if I can manage to remove all the company logo's.

Grenades
I'm sitting at a rectangular table in a non-descript room. My little brother is sitting opposite of me and I think there's a girl or woman sitting next to him. To my left about 2 metres further is either the pope or John McCain, with a white woman sitting opposite him. I believe McCain/the pope was wearing white. My little brother throws a grenade at him which lands just next to him on the table. Everyone but McCain/Pope makes a run for it. He didn't notice because he's got his earplugs in and it seems like he is Skyping on his laptop. The grenade explodes, but doesn't seem to do any damage. My little brother throws another grenade, and we dash for it again. This time it scares the shit ouf of McCain/Pope. There's at least 1 cameraman nearby, so I know this will be televised. I ask to speak to my private in a different room. This room we call Addis Abeba for some reason. The surroundings once I leave the first room suddenly become a bit more ancient/mystic. I get mad at my little brother and ask him what the hell he was doing. I sit on his chest in such a way that I won't crush him with my weight, but that he can't lift his arms. I start slapping him with a flat right hand on his cheeks to get some answers out of him. He whimpers a bit and gives me an answer, but very softly and I can't understand him. I tell him to speak up, but every time his answer is too soft. I tell him he can't get away with this by refusing to answer. Eventually we do leave the room to go back to the original room. At soom point I start to raise my awareness. I am considering everything I'm doing as if I'm writing a script. Someone with a cello enters the room. There was also something to do with music paper, though I can't recall what. My little brother and I go back to Addis Abeba again. I want answers. Eventually he breaks down and tells me that he got fired from his internship, but I can't get an answer as to why. I'm also surprised by the fact that he had an internship and that he got fired again. He whimpers and tells me that things are going bad with Bea. I ask him who that is and he tells me that it's his girlfriend. He has a girlfriend? I'm not sure if he's lieing to me or not. Suddenly my view changes to Facebook, with my aunt and cousin responding to a photo of him and his girlfriend about how they want to meet her and that they'll have to go to the school cafetaria to do so.

Shop
I had another dream, but it's taking up quite some time to write everything down. Maybe I'll do it later tonight. The gist of it is: I'm in a phoneshop to adjust my contract. I end up having a lengthy conversation with the salesgirl and my mom also adds some points. Eventually the girl and I talk about an academic subject.

to bed late (1am), with some valerian extract before-hand

+ (f) on the road driving by LHS with people in a car

+ (f) in a (motel?) swimming pool, there are some girls there but I don't have my goggles

+ (f) conversations with some weird guy

+ scenes in an apartment:

walking down a hallway, spot a brown stain on the (white shag?) carpet. Poop? Coffee? I'd better try to clean it, I get a wet paper towel and dab at it. I should probably use club soda.

trying to close and lock a door. Strange deadbolt. Up-close careful inspection. It's very long. I need to screw on a wingnut to try to hold the door shut, but the bolt is getting in the way.

Party. Cleaning out the freezer. Emptying the automatic ice maker, there is tons of commercial ice in containers, that sort of rounded type with a depression in the middle like from hotel ice makers. Each piece of ice has a logo stamped/painted on it. I'm emptying out all the left-over soda into the sink. Except the root beer, I'll keep that. Hey, why not just keep all that soda?

The sink and the drain in the floor are overflowing and the floor is flooded about a foot of water. Manipulating both the sink and the floor drain. Eventually the water starts swirling and draining. There are a bunch of can lids in the sink I see after the water has drained a bit.

I still feel oil on my body from the massage, I'd better take a shower to clean that off.

I walk into a hallway and 3 naked pale-skinned guys are standing there drinking protein shakes. One is my gay roommate. I wish he'd keep this activities limited to his room. I look to the left and there are about 10 more naked pale-skinned guys doing aerobics in the living room.

+ strange bicycle. There are a bunch of them, how can you ride this thing its mass/weight is so high? A friend starts riding one of them around us in circles.

The toddler is scooting around in a little riding toy in front of his parents on a hill. He falls backwards and hits his head on the ground (not too hard). I say "oops! bonk!"

I was in the basement of Pulp Fiction (i don't know what that actually means, maybe because the place was a basement and there were some guys that after talking were going to kill that guy) [I haven't seen the movie but since i dreamt with that i saw it. I saw the hateful 8 and maybe that's why i dreamt with something like that.]. There was a card that the messenger had who was destined to Einstein. He was old already and retired. But the messenger said that he didn't know where Einstein house was, he just was sent the coords and he dropped the bag from the airplane on the air at that location. The bag that was there was a black bag which had two black bags. One black bag contained paper, blank paper mostly, like 100 pages but the first two pages were written and they were a letter to the messenger saying that they'll soon have to bury him. The other bag had some tubes.

In my previous dream i was a kind of monster fighting a batallion. The king wanted it so he had his wishes fulfilled, although i would never do such a thing, but i just got transformed anyways. This batallion, of the queen Danerys looked behind and saw an army, some horses, they were embushed.

Before that, in a kind of flashback, i saw Daenerys in a castle room drinking wine with a very powerful man. Daenerys looked scared but anyways she said, the wine tastes like blood and fire, just as i like it. Then she said some more words to this man and left. Outside they were (i was observer probably) outside the tower of the Undying. They were left of it and they have to head to the front. They were surrounded by walls, and in the front there were some gardens. So they walked all to the left of the tower and then to the front if it turning right. Then there were some walls too, and some steps north there was no wall. So they went through that open space between walls and they headed to the entrance of the castle. There were more walls and the wooden door was to their left, meaning north.

Driving around a city for some important reason. I was involved but I was also watching what was happening like a show and reading about it in a book simultaneously. Something about a staged riot where a blonde couple I knew were pretending to be religious and they thought it was unfair to be presenting a lie of perfection to everyone else. Something involving older men in a gypsy tent with young girls bellydancing, I’m one of the girls. The next day I drive to the grocery store. I’m only visiting this town. It’s busy and I find a close parking spot but have to walk a long way. I go in and see some plastic jewels to put around the eyes. An older man buys them and his friends laugh at him a little, he has zero shame. I want to buy some but am embarrassed with all the men nearby. I can get them at the store in my hometown but I might forget. I see small boxes of cereal and the brands I ate growing up were now labeled, “legal or not?” I thought it was bizarre. I see some people I know. I check out with only a few items because I told someone, “as I was shopping I realized I had most of the items I was looking for.” It takes forever to check out. When I get to the checker he’s gay and pudgy. He directs me to the card machine and I start to sign my name but accidentally cancel my order and have to start over. He does the rest for me.

Sitting in a grassy lawn with a group of girls. We’re curious what’s going on in a small building covered with vines. We know the boys are in there. It’s a group of celibate, religious boys. An overweight, tall, middle aged woman comes up to us and encourages us to go inside because the men are looking for wives. I say, “well I’m married so I’m not sure that would be appropriate.’ But I go in with the other girls anyway. It looks like my aunt’s old house. One of the guys there we’re familiar with. He’s young with shaggy brown hair and it looks like he’s plucked his eyebrows excessively so they’re a little farther apart than they should be. I sit down and talk with him and he talks a lot. He talks about finding a wife. He says "one can’t be picky unless they want to wake up crying and alone every morning." He talks about his celibacy and there’s a picture of him hanging on the wall. I contemplate that perhaps I would have married him if I was single. He’s not bad, but I seem to have higher standards than him. And could he handle my moods? He continues talking about how the men are supposed to “judge" each other by eavesdropping on their arguments. He gets really angry when they close the door and argue in private. Secretly I can’t help but wonder if these celibate men are having gay sex with each other. An older blonde man like Steve Avery pokes his head through the window to the inside and gets one of the older brunette girls to climb out. I guess they had a secret date.
We’re out sitting on the lawn again in front of an old, abandoned mansion. After talking with that boy I’m contemplating my life and how it is now versus if I had taken the Christian route that I had intended as a child. As I imagine life as a devout Christian, all the colors in the dream start to become dull and almost gray. I have a premonition of a creepy orgy involving all the nearby celibate christians taking place in the mansion. All of them have demonized faces and are making eye contact with me. It made me really uncomfortable. The premonition faded and the colors were still dull. Yet I saw a red flower come back to life and regain vibrancy, but the wind blew it away. I desperately chased after it and caught it. I went into the mansion and talked with one of the older men. Once I got inside I knew it was the beginning of my premonition. I decided to leave and he wasn’t letting me out. I screamed for help and finally someone saw us, so the man let me go. Everyone had left the yard and the person who saw us told us we needed to hurry and run. The sky had turned dark gray. I wasn’t sure what was happening but we ran. When we got to the neighboring yard the grass was replaced with dark, brown water. We had to swim and it hurt my ears. Once we got to the house they let us in. The host was a very rich young lady from the 1800s.

Having dinner with my entire family, all sides. I’m eating lamb and made jalapeño butter to go with it. A guy says his meat is too tough. I offer him some of my lamb and he doesn’t want it. In the kitchen the cabinets remind me of my dad’s house. Except some are fucked up and won’t close or have cutouts in weird shapes to be able to close. I test alexia’s allergies afterward and they’re moderate-high. That means she’s allergic to the either the peanut butter or the shrimp.

Someone tells me that my dreams are weird and f*cked up and that must mean I’m f*cked up. I argue about that, suggesting that perhaps it means I’m even less f*cked up.

So... last night was probably one of the LONGEST Lucid dreams I've ever had....
Yet it wasn't very exiting at all...
Ok so, I was packing up for a trip to a place I've been wanting to go to my entire life, which was Sweden! I was super exited but also very nervous. I got to the airport about 2 hours earlier because I couldn't wait any longer to go, I was very worried about leaving my Animals in the care of another person which i usually always am. One the flight attendants said we could begin to board the flight i hopped out of my seat and ran inside to sit down and make myself comfortable because it was going to be a long flight from California all the way to Sweden. After about 12 hours i knew that we should have been over land by now but when i looked out the airplanes window i could see water bellow. I was very confused but i couldn't see any flight attendants any where so i could get some answers. I decided to go to sleep and i knew for sure that we would be there by the time i woke up.
When i awoke the plane was still in the air and we were still flying above water, now i was worried! I looked for flight attendants but i still could not find any. I decided to go on my IPad to get my mind off of things and I found a news article on my Facebook page that said the American flight #333 went missing yesterday around 7:30- 8:00. I remember looking at the plane as i boarded and realized that the plane i was on was Flight #333. (I can only explain this Flight # by saying this in 5 simple words... My favorite Number is Three!) I panicked and began to share my information with the other Folks on the Plane and everyone began to panic. We still saw no sign of Flight attendants so i got up from my seat and went up to the from of the plane where the Pilot and CO-Pilot where but no one was there.... no one was flying the plane and no one was serving the drinks that looked like they were just recently prepared for the passengers. I turned around to go back to my seat but now there were no Passengers and that's where i realized that it was just a dream.... and i woke up feeling like I had slept for a year straight.

DILD (10 points):

In my room, alarm sounds and a DC walks in and says something, I realize that I only see this person IRL on Saturdays but it is actually Friday, so it must be a dream, but as I realize this I wake up.

My recall has been terrible recently, but tonight was actually pretty good.

Bed @ 2205
Listening to Cloudsurfer
Woke @ 0455

Hair cutting kit
I'm walking through a grocery store and see a barber giving a demonstration of a hair cutting kit on a guy in the barber chair. The barber is demonstrating different tools and things that the kit can do, which means the volunteer's hair is looking stranger by the minute. He's not happy about it, but there's not much he can do - he doesn't want to stand up with sharp things close to his face.

Now I'm telling my friends that I've already ordered one of these kits and that it came this morning. I'm excited about it because, unlike the demo models, it has all functionality enabled, including the time control. I think how strange it would be to be thirty forever, but one of my friends cautions against it, wondering what the side-effects are. I wonder if you'd lose your memory back to the point you revert to, and that gives me pause.


The mall / the diner
I'm walking with a group of people through a mall. Peter and my wife are both with us. Peter and I are wearing long-sleeved button-down dress shirts and talking about how great they are. We swap notes on where we got our shirts and how much they cost. They're both a light pastel color - a blue or a green.

Now we're walked outside. We're still standing under the mall's giant overhang. Some people have set up tables out here, and Peter talks to the people running them - he clearly knows them well, but it's been a long time since he's been here, and they're glad to see him. I consider going to the car to get something, but I realize I forgot my shoes and it's been raining, and I don't want to get my socks soaked. I realize we'll all be going in a minute anyway and decide I'll have to do my best to walk on my toes to avoid getting the rest of my feet wet.

Now we're running up a grassy incline towards a diner. We used to go here, and this climb always winded me, but I'm doing great today. Now we're near the top, and I'm finally struggling. I'm disappointed - I thought I'd be able to make it all the way without slowing down too much.

Now we're near the top. Someone is fighting off some bees. I step back, not wanting to be stung, but he does OK.

Now we're in the diner. I've got a card game in my back pocket that I carry around because it's simple and fun. I want to show it to Peter, but I can't find a good moment. I fiddle with the rubber bands I brought to keep the deck together.

Now I'm sitting at a table looking at a diagram of a new shopping center someone wants to build. I notice a square right in the middle of other buildings and I ask about it, since no one would be able to get to it. The answer I receive is a non-answer, and I'm not satisfied with it. Someone else says that the most important thing in the new shopping center is a diner: without it, people won't have reason to come. A store is a store, but if there's a diner, people will come to eat and then stay to shop.


In-law suite
I'm "at home" talking to my wife about how to care for her parents when they get old. She's talked before about building out some kind of apartment for them to live with us. I wonder how that would work, where we'd put it (back yard, maybe?), then remember we have an unfinished basement. It wouldn't be cheap to finish it, but I bet John and I could frame it out fairly cheaply; those studs were only a couple of dollars each. We'd still need to have someone do the drywall, but we'd still save a lot of money. I think about what part of the basement to finish and what to leave unfinished - I still need my workshop.


Old planes
I'm driving on multilane road. I look to my right and see a plane driving next to us with a woman in the cockpit. The propeller is huge, and I hope it doesn't clip us. I wonder if she's going to keep "driving" or if she'll finally take off, and how fast she'll need to be to get off the ground. We're already going highway speeds, and her plane is shaking as if she's right at the line between driving and flying.

Now I'm walking with a couple of other guys by some old, retired planes. We start by talking about how much air gets pushed through each engine, that it's a surprisingly small amount, but then we get to talking about the majesty of these planes, which are all very large cargo or bombers. A Korean one in particular looks amazing. We round some of the planes and come across a guy wearing a mascot suite. One of the guys I'm with greets him.

Now we're inside a large building. Mascot guy is out of his suit, and we're all getting ready to work on a weird project, getting some old piece of equipment functioning again. Mascot guy is put in charge as the <something> sergeant.


Mansion RPG
I'm playing a game, a top-down RPG. My character is running north in a mansion corridor being chased by something. I think I'm going to make it, but then I hit a shadowed section that I can't pass and get caught. Turn-based battle starts. I tell all my party to attack, and I'm surprised they're all area attacks. There's only one enemy, so I'd have preferred directed attacks. To my surprise, the enemy is killed before he gets a turn. Now I'm back in the corridor and the dark patch is gone. I understand now: each patch is created by an enemy, and the enemy has to be killed to remove the patch.

Now I'm in another hallway. I see something on a counter but end up in a battle. This time, I grab the desert before the enemies can, crack it open, and scoop out the passion fruit. There are three enemies, and I hope to pacify them all b y giving them some. I give some to the first two enemies, and they're happy; but then I can't find any for the third one. I'm hunting through the ruined desert, trying to find even one seed, and he's getting impatient. I stall him while trying to figure out what to do.

"Rocks ruined my life"

I saw a great ancient settlement. It was a mix of Babylonian, Aztec and Mayan civilisations. Hieroglyphs on a wall made of gold depicted many scenes from it's history, but I couldn't understand anything. I saw a king - a black, bald man wearing golden pants. He sang a catchy song about poison while I've seen an enormous steel syringe apply a poison to a body of another man. The song ended abruptly and I saw a man wandering the desert in search of civilisation and rescue. Every object lying on the ground formed word "Rocks". The man walked up a hill, and saw a huge valley with "Rocks" written all around it by sand or stones. He said "Rocks ruined my life!"

Braw stuff!

I'm looking at my fish tank. (Its on the kitchen worktop as IRL) I see loads of water that presumably has leaked out of it. I reach to my right to grab some (correctly sited) kitchen roll when I suddenly get LUCID.

'To hell with this' I say 'I don't need to waste my time'

I then suffer a False Awakening. - damn damn damn

I'm lying in bed and I hear my wife having a moan;

'Your baffies* absolutely stink...'

*Scots for slippers.

Good though!

A short fragment here about dogs. Something about a Yorkie doing something or another. Definitely a fragment though.

After my WBTB, I find myself in my old high school, walking through the halls. Everything looks kinda futuristic, like monitors on all the lockers, and people using hovering chairs to get to class. I realize that I just fell asleep, so I’m currently dreaming. I grab one of the chairs as it floats by and jump on, kind of surfing on it as it goes. I pull up on it to make it go higher, and by tilting it I pretty much control wherever it goes. It’s pretty fun, actually, but I remember that I have tasks to do, so I start with my 3-step task. To teleport, I imagine a portal beneath me, and then when my chair is a good distance over it, I jump off and into the portal.

I now find myself running through a long forest, which looks like some Sonic the Hedgehog level. I’m actually running at super speed, which again feels awesome, so I keep going with it. I remember my next task is to phase through a big solid object. So as I’m running, I just decide to run straight through some of the trees. I phase through about 3 of them at high speed, so it doesn’t even feel like much of anything. After the 3rd one, though, the scene starts to glitch out, and suddenly the forest around me glitches out and is replaced by a bunch of TV static in the silhouette of the forest around me. I’m kind of suspended in the static-ness for a few seconds, until a new scene forms. This one looks like another Sonic level, this time on a long highway with a bunch of overturned vehicles. I decide to knock out the 3rd and final task, super strength. Conveniently, there’s an overturned tanker truck near the edge of this bridge that has partially collapsed. I walk up to it and give it a nice shove over the edge, and it falls into the water below. Having completed all three tasks, I contemplate what to do next until I wake up.

I stay awake for a bit, contemplating whether or not to journal this dream. However, laziness takes over, so I just roll over and go back to sleep. I WILD back into my futuristic high school at the beginning of the last dream. It looks slightly different now, almost like a mix between a high school and a Chuck E. Cheese’s (or a Fazbear’s Pizza, if you prefer). There’s even that gross 90’s purple carpet with all the random green and red shapes scattered across, like there is at just about every bowling alley within 20 miles of me. I fly around for a bit longer and think of my next task, until I see a really long, really tall mirror on one of the walls. Well, what better place to work on transforming into a woman?

I land and walk over to the mirror, imagining myself with different lady parts. I notice my legs getting skinnier and my butt getting bigger, so I look up into the mirror. I notice my breasts, but, uh… they’re kinda out of place. For one, they’re uneven, and they’re fairly low on my chest. Okay, lemme try again. I look down and then back up. It’s, um… still not right, now it’s way too high. I try a couple more times, but it never quite works just right. I then decide to check down where it counts, and unfortunately my manly junk is still there (and manly as ever *wink*). I try to make it go away, but every time I reach down to check, it’s still there.

I give up on trying to brute force it, and instead decide to convince myself that I have a transformation pill in my pocket. I reach in my pocket and find two pills, so I pull out one of them. It’s a small, light blue pill with the word “Female” written on it. I pop it in my mouth and bite into it, feeling the strange powder inside on my tongue. I swallow the contents, and suddenly start to feel a pressure in my entire body. When it stops, I look back in the mirror, and notice that everything is in its proper place. I reach in my pants, and sure enough, it’s, uh… not my normal kind of stuff down there. I reach around to “inspect” in more detail, but I end up waking myself up because, uh… well… you can imagine. *coughs*

1 Fragment - 0.5 pts
WBTB - 2 pts
First DILD - 10 pts
Flying (1st lucid) - 5 pts
Teleport + 1st Task - 10+5 - 15 pts
Super Speed - 5 pts
Fully Phase + 2nd Task - 10+10 - 20 pts
Super Strength + 3rd Task - 5+15 - 20 pts
First WILD - 10 pts
Flying (2nd lucid) - 5 pts
Full Transformation - 10 pts
Old Task (Transform into a woman) - 10 pts

Night 12 Total - 112.5 pts

Kailyn and her friends were hanging out in my moms room and my little sister went in there with not fully cooked food, kailyn said "cook it for her or get out" sassy I know, so me and my little sis just got out and went to kailyns room and we sat there and my little sister said "I don't wanna finish this" and I said okay