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I am after a long day. I am frustrated and needy. I goto sleep in a shared dorm. While I am getting ready for bed the girl next door to me wakes up. It is my friend Maisey. Her skin looks soft and clear. She also looks older than the last time I met her. She tells me she has been using some cream on her face. We embrace close for about 10 minutes until something happens and we separate.

I find myself trying to find her again and it is almost impossible. There are so many corridors, numbers and letters like I am in a massive hospital. A staff member gives me this small drink and asks me to deliver it over to the section I am going. It takes me ages and I get lost. I am dissatisfied. There are many people around busy going everywhere in all directions.

FA RC nose plug fail and couldn't find my hands. I was asleep but it seemed like I was awake in bed. I got up and headed for the door to see what would be outside. I had some paralysis in my face which disappeared quickly.

When I went out the door and into long corridor a bit like a boarding school. I went flying down near the top of the ceiling with a nice feel of weightlessness and ease like I was a ghost. There were a lot of rules in this boarding school and there did not seem to be a way out. I went back to a room where my ex-wife was. It was as if we were still married. We opened the window of the dorm and climbed out. At this point I was starting to loose lucidity as I thought it was real that it could be dangerous to fly to high. She was trying to keep my safe!!! It was a nice dream I guess. As I flew up into the night sky it was cold and raining. I could feel the dark dreary atmosphere.

When I landed it was if I went forward in time because all of a sudden I had forgotten about my ex-wife and was happy to head into town. My lucidity also went. Some DCs told me that flying is really dangerous and other people have got in trouble for it. I believed them and thought I better be careful forgetting I was in a dream.

A group of us got together and caught a taxi into town. The girl in the front seat was beautiful and I started to chat her up. I held her with my arm as if to protect her and she liked it. 'Why did you do that?' she asked. 'I could see that you were cold' I said. I could see rain drops from outside on her tanned smooth shoulder. She turned her face to me and we kissed. She had black curly hair, dark brown eyes and a joyful complexion. When she got out of the taxi I said to her I might see her around town and she happily agreed. I fell very happy with the whole dream and woke up.

+ (f, started full dream, eventually lost to fragment) with boy scouts (?) and stuff in the van?

+ locker room
I'm walking through a locker room looking for a locker to use. I have a padlock in my hand. I find a locker without a lock on it and open it but it turns out not be suitable. I walk back the way I came, looking at the shelves of lockers, small ones, each with a combination lock with different colored dials on them. I find a locker? I think about changing into my swim suit.

+ spider woman
With wife, walking by a glass display of a woman in side who is the "spider woman." My wife looks in and walks on. I look in. All I really notice is the face of a woman with a fairly creepy smile on it showing large white square teeth. I expect that at any moment she could lunge at the glass with her fangs out but she doesn't.

+ by the pool
I'm standing by some bleachers next to a swimming pool. There are other people in the bleachers.

Spoiler for nude talk:

I notice that on the other end of the bleachers there is a naked woman reclining, I have a side view. I see her breasts clearly and get a bit of a view of dark pubic hair. There is another woman standing up next to her also naked, with sort of weird breasts.

Later on I'm in another room and I see the two woman, dressed now, and think "ah, that's a shame that they got dressed"

+ FA wife, bed, student
I find myself in bed (prior house? not current). My wife is working with a student at the desk to the left of the bed. I reach over and tip my wife's chair backwards so that she falls back and sprawls in the bed with me. I massage her legs. I think the student's parent are in another room. I consider getting out of bed without clothes.

I was talking to someone about something sonic related and watching them care for a chao. Than they asked someone else if they should put their chao in a specific place. I was excited to see what they would do next and found it kind of funny. A girl than moved a Amy character with a chao into the pond for it to swim i think. But than the scene began to swirl and i was pushed into an ocean.

There i began to think about how dreamy this felt and suddenly i was being pushed around the ocean from behind. I was pondering what it could be than suddenly the large creature showed itself and i got on it. It was a large sea dragon. But the thing is i didn't notice any color just a dragon shadow. I rode it around for a while until a little blonde girl appeared and tried to push me into the dragon's mouth. At first it felt like i was swallowed but than i just swam above the ocean and acted like it didn't happen.

Floating above i saw glaciers and ice and the sky looked like the arctic sky. There were even penguins that looked almost like adventure time Gunthers. They began pushing me back into the water when i tried to get up. But i managed to get on the ice by leaping onto it. The scene changed though and I was now princess peach jumping around on a train track in the woods. I heard the train coming than flew to the side of the tracks jumping around just enjoying the moment.

Again, the scene changed and I was in the bathroom washing my hands. I noticed that the door was open and was reminded how my dreaming mind switches me to the bathroom a lot.A music than popped up so I decided to sing to it since my voice would sound better in the dream. But i decided to stop being distracted and call Dawn, hoping he would be in my room. I opened the bathroom door than went to my room and saw two figures hiding in the blanket covers. They were laughing and hiding so i jumped on the bed and told them I could see them.

There was Dawn and Eye under the blanket. I didn't know who to hug first so i went closer to eye. But instead, for some weird reason, I grabbed his hands and let him push me into the air with his feet. I remember while that happened there was beautiful piano tunes that popped up twice and i tried to sing to it but i sounded awful so i stopped.Next thing I recall is Eye laughed but when he put me down I looked to Dawn and i noticed his eyes were small,sort of watery and like small Japanese eyes. He also had a serious face.I felt bad for going to Eye without hugging him first so I was about to hug him but than I woke up.

[Also, Dawn did talk to me in the dream but i forgot what he said. I think it was about the music because i mentioned how it popped up again]

I debated a little with myself about putting this dream here, but yeah.

I am in a anonymous hotel room with twin beds and long windows with thick draps, it's nighttime. I'm with another girl, blond and pretty in a bland way, and modestly clothed. She is heavily pregnant, as I am, and is helping me with contractions. I sit on one of the bed, the pain is slow and burning and is a far cry from what I know about child birth. I prop my legs up and appart, breathing throught the contraction. My fellow in birthing is crouching down and her breathing mirror mine.
I reach between my legs and feel something pushing out, warped in a thin membrane. It's slippery with blood and fluid and I can't grab it, I have to birth it. I feel a lot better when it's finally out. The membrane is opaque, light pink with little veins all over, like an amiotic sack the size of a 5 kilogramms rice sack. I pick it up, the thing inside is wriggling and slithering. I hold it against me, it's warm. The membrance open up, revealing a colorful snake looking non-venimous (its has a cute :3 face, like a boa) thick as my wrist.
I woke up, thinking "Ok, WAT?" while Eli was sort of terrified.

Fake But Real... But Really Fake
I am with my dad and he is telling me that he can switch me and him into an alternate dimension. He said that he had already talked to the other dimension us so that we could switch at the same time. He had a machine in his hand and we went through a doorway. As soon as we landed, I had a bunch of memories come in. I was a pro Football player and my dad a pro baseball player. We both are extremely rich and there is a huge party at our house. I met my "brother" and his wife. I forgot their names and couldn't seem to pull it up. I also met an "alt dimension mother" I don't know if she was supposed to be my mom, but she was an ageless, I was completely in awe and couldn't believe the other DCs didn't seem to notice. Maybe this was normal in this dimension.

Japan
I am hanging with my wife at a restaurant. She is talking about leaving and going to Japan tonight and even has all of our bags packed. She calls a flight attendant to get us a free flight and asks her a lot of questions about the flight

Wife woke me up and went to work. I got my son up fed him a bit and then put him back to sleep. Then I went back to sleep.

Mass Awesome Crazy Lucid
It is hard to say how awesome this dream was, but I shall try to convey.
The dream was a little too long to remember how I became lucid. I think it might have been WILD, but don't remember. I am in a house similar to mine and I am thinking about how it is a dream and I can even feel my eyelids closed but still see. I was looking around and just enjoying the dream world. I studied the ground the walls, the books, the kitchen (tags said I did this for 10 minutes). I slow down even more and just think about the fact that it is a dream. I look at my hands and confirm it is a dream. While I was in the kitchen I realized that I wanted to eat something to increase lucidity. I use something called "cluster summon" I reach into a big pile of things and think that I should get some green and red bottles. I find some and think about how green is lucidity and red is awake. I down the green one and it tastes like nothing. I was very disappointed. I put them both in my pocket and start looking around. My eyes start freaking out and I just close them again. I appear in a place that looks like the moon. I find my wife and have some fun. Then my eyes start bugging again. I decide that it might work better to lay down again. I appear back in the living room. I check my hands and find that they look perfectly normal, but I know that it is a dream (my "if you think it is a dream, it is a dream rule") I see some DCs on a couch. Not my couch, but a couch in my living room where my couch was. One is talking about jailbreaking his phone and I decide to freak the DCs out.
"I can jailbreak it in a few seconds" I tell him. He hands me his phone. It is a flip phone, but when I open it it is transformed into an Iphone. I put my hand over it but can't seem to use any dream energy to change it... weird. I tell him to give me a second and click some things on the phone. I write out with my fingers the word "jailbreak" It starts up a loading screen and says "minutes to root: 10" The guy is laughing at me for failing. If I can't make any energy, I can use dream energy. I go to a place in my house that there is a charger. I find one and it doesn't have a USB to wall. I go to the wall and there is no place to put the USB. I put my hands on the wall and rub something off, Then I "think" I feel an opening. I open it and it is for USBs. I put the charger in there and realize that it is an android plug. haha. screw it. I just jam it into the iphone and it breaks a lot of things in the phone and then it dings "Jailbreak Complete". I then toss it back to him. Then thinking about how funny it would have been to just chuck it as soon as he gave it to me. I start losing it a little and I rub my hands together. It is still ending. I wake up. I go back to sleep (don't remember if it was a real waking). I looked at my hands and realized that I could feel my eyelids closed and still see my hands. I was in a neighborhood near me and I was walking around. There was parkour park that was made to look like Mario worlds. I knew it was a dream, but tried to do it all with my normal strength. I seemed to have a little more balance than usual. I decided to test it by seeing a roof that was about 12 feet high. I am talking to my DC sister at the time while I think everything. I don't know why. I run up the wall and just barely touch the roof. That is about perfect. I keep jumping across and over things. Practicing a couple of moves I know. My DC sister says
"Look at Lisanna! she wants to be like Daddy". I almost laugh and think about explaining that she is fake, but that reminds me that my sister is also just a DC. I decide to just sit down and think for a bit. I think about how when I am awake I "worry" about my children all the time. Maybe not worry, but am aware of exactly where they are and what they are doing, but in dreams, I don't know where they are.

A beachside road

I fall awake on a grass field in broad daylight. Immediately in front of me is a two-lane concrete highway. And just beyond that is a sandy beach and then the ocean. I've never been here before. I look to my right and see a semi truck barreling in my direction. I step out into the road and challenge the truck to stop. The grill is bearing down on me. At the last possible moment, I jump and fly so that I crash through the windshield instead of the grill.

The driver is a man in a flannel shirt. I grab him by the head and pull him out of the cab, flying above and clear of the vehicle. The truck continues on its own down the road. Annoyed, I fling the guy off into the ocean, never to be heard from again. Phew. Maybe I just needed to work some aggression out.

The scene is now calm. I fly out a ways over the ocean and then turn back toward the shore to get a better look at everything. It is quite picturesque. I gather that I am now facing South with the road and the beach running East and West. To the right, the road follows the beach in a lazy winding path all the way to the horizon. Beyond the road is a green grassy expanse of gently rolling hills. The beach itself is quite narrow. Maybe 30 feet only of fine yellow sand. To my left, the beach abruptly changes to a wall of seaside cliffs that curl out into the ocean, forming a cove that hides the horizon. These cliffs extend inland as a highland area, and the road cuts through it in a narrow canyon. It is from this canyon that the truck came.

"Where is Quixote..."

A rider appears on horseback on the beach to my right, bearing East at a full gallop. He is some distance away but I know immediately that he is indeed Quixote. He wears the armor of a Conquistador-era Spanish knight with a lance. His horse is dark brown with a sable black mane and tail.

"...and his man Sancho of La Mancha?"

Another man appears on the road directly in front of me, near where the canyon opening is. He is Sancho, Quixote's portly squire. Normally he rides a donkey but today he is waddling on foot. He wears clothing of the same era, but not of a knight. He has a leather waistcoat and a jaunty hat.

I fly down to greet them. We all meet on the beach in the shadow of the cliffs. Quixote is always eager for adventure, so I'm looking forward to what's in store for this encounter.

"¿Cómo estás, Quixote?" I ask, still hovering a few feet off the ground as I usually do so I can get a better vantage point of the scene.

"Bueno. El Portucale..." and then he continues to ramble on in Spanish, too fast for me to understand. He speaks with great urgency, as if describing a crisis. I think Quixote can speak English and he seems to understand me when I speak, but he seems more comfortable delivering his tirades in Spanish. I nod along and exchange knowing glances with Sancho. At least I grasp that Quixote has a very important adventure for us, and it has something to do with Portugal, one of the great rivals of the Spanish Empire.

Finally, Quixote finishes. I turn to Sancho, who is more comfortable with English and often acts as our translator. Though, Sancho's translations tend to be very short and to the point, but I gather it's because Quixote doesn't really say much in his ramblings. "Basically, Portugal is causing trouble and we have to do something."

Quixote nods and continues his spirited instructions. "Sí, sí. Nosotros...." We do the whole thing over again. I am amused as always. He finishes and I turn to Sancho again. "Uh, you should just follow us."

With that, we head off through the canyon. Quixote galloping on horseback, me flying, and Sancho running as fast as his little legs will take him. Somehow we manage to remain a group. The concrete highway is gone now. It has been replaced by just a dirt path worn into the grass. We navigate the canyon, which quickly open back up into a broad grassy plain. We seem to have moved inland and left the ocean behind.

In the distance, a windmill appears on the horizon. Of course it would be a windmill. We bear a ways closer and then stop. I turn to Quixote. He raises the visor on his helmet. He has a serious and pensive look on his face. His eyes are on the windmill, as if vigilant. He doesn't want to let it out of his sight.

Amused as ever, I take the situation into my own hands. Leaving Quixote and Sancho at their siege post, I fly on toward the windmill. The sails are still. The building is round and made of yellowish-white sandstone slabs. Aside from the wind sails, it looks more like a castle turret. A parapet lines the rim of the roof and a lone narrow window appears near the top of the building. As I get closer, I see a woman in the window. Of course it would be a damsel in distress.

I fly up to the window and hover outside it. The girl sees me. She has auburn hair and wears a powder blue shoulderless dress. Now that I am close to her, she doesn't seem to be in much distress. She's just leaning out the window, eating a slice of orange with a nonchalant expression on her face.

"I'm here to rescue you?" I say, uncertain if it is the right thing to say.

"I don't need to be rescued." She seems amused at all the ado for nothing. She reaches for another orange and, with a single magical gesture, she peels it. The slices inside fan out like the petals of a flower. She offers it to me. I take a slice and have a bite. It bursts with juicy orange flavor and sweetness. She smiles, pleased that I like it.

"But, Quixote..." I turn to look back at my comrades, but they are gone. There is just the empty green plain, the clear blue sky, and the horizon where they meet.

I turn back to the girl and I think we both shrug. With the same magical skill with which she peeled the orange, she runs a finger down her cleavage, lowering the dress until her breasts pop out. She give me a coquettish look, as if to say See? No need to worry. Not even need a bra.

As usual, I can only laugh in amusement. What a delightful mis-adventure.

I was at a gym working on football skills when I had an urge to go train in a different part of the city so I hopped on my bike after talking to the UNL head coach and saying hi. We were about to have a tour and I just left this black dude standing there as I left (He was very short) I said peace and continued my way top the lake with a path through the middle I kept my phone on me and submerged and this other guy came riding by me as I was dripping there and I said "I forgot to take my phone out haa" and it started ringing to my great relief. It was Karly serrid and I ignored it based on the fact that i was working out. before that I also had a container lid headed for the top of the windmill. It was defying gravity and pulling water up along this ramp and I ran on the stone path right next to it trying to retrieve it in time. In the process I realized that the stones were muddy and that's when I realized I submerged my phone.

I was in my basement but it was morphed and my dad was cleaning and I was about to shower and join him, the door was like a old saloon door and could open from top and bottom. I had to close both and once I did I was in a truck(?) headed for a secret destination like I had been kidnapped, then I was watching the truck from behind (almost like shots from a movie) and when the truck started turning into a parking lot it was two dimensional with only two wheels. I thought "how did they fit in there"? so I plugged my nose and breathed through it. At first I didn't believe it because my breath was extremely weak. I tried it several times with varying levels of success (80% probably had to do with the normal rhythm) I then decided I would try flying instead. I was suddenly in my room which added to my confusion and I realized I was in my brothers bed so that helped convince me I was dreaming. I was having a very had time controlling my motors and keeping my eyes open. I stumbled toward my door and the whole time was shouting things like "more light" "more clarity" "better vision" *rubbing hands* when I finally made it to the stairs my dad walked down them and I was worried he had heard me yelling in bed (dumb) so I stopped fighting and allowed my self to wake up.
-when I did wake up, it was weird because I couldn't breath very well due to a stuffed nose (weak breathing) and I had had a dream earlier that I had looked at my clock and seen 9:08 but at the time I thought I had looked at my clock and seen that time, it worried me because yoga starts at 9:15 and I thought I was gonna miss it so I went back to bed. When I just woke up and recorded the above dream I looked at the clock when I got out of bed and it was 9:08

Morning of September 25, 2015. Friday.



This is dream five of six relating to clearer dreams of this date.

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An unfamiliar cat had been injured, possibly by being hit by a car, though the injuries are not extensive. I am able to heal the cat with the miraculous healing abilities of the dream state (with non-lucid dream control, my dream self not aware of it being a dream).

The cat’s presence is vivid, with clear perceptions of purring and movement, including my enhanced sense of touch when I pet it. The cat lies near the center of our bed as I move my hands about above its body and mentally affirm its health and well-being. (This bed is presumably in our present home as my dream’s setting yet is in the wrong location by association, seemingly where the narrow wall between the south side of the kitchen and the small hallway to the back door is, though my dreams have never rendered the exact same setting, of which are typically unique new composites.)

My wife Zsuzsanna brings in another unfamiliar cat. This cat seems to have died from possibly being hit by a car, as at least one back leg (possibly both) is missing and there is blood. Still, I move my hands about and above it and it apparently comes back to life. It moves slightly and purrs and meows. I can see it breathing. It does not seem fully aware, so I continue with my healing affirmations.

Soon, at least one back leg grows back, the bone expanding firstly. However, the bone continues to grow until it becomes a miniature elk horn. This is unexpected. I am concerned about how the cat will get around. Another miniature elk horn grows from where the other back leg would otherwise be. I am not sure what to do or how to continue, yet I do not want to end the animal’s life even though it is in such a strange condition at this point. I can resurrect dead animals in this dream, but in this case, the essence of other animals that have died become a part of it, as I assume that an elk had been hit and killed by the same car that had killed this cat. It may also grow wings, though still will not be able to walk or roost properly. I am unsure what to do, though I become vaguely aware that I am dreaming. It remains somewhat misshapen as my dream fades.

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Key points:

• Although some healing dreams relate to actual healing energies and a more viable focus or intent, they also sometimes result from simply achieving more awareness of the physical body in the waking transition.
• Resurrection has occurred in many past dreams since early childhood and in some cases, is based on becoming more aware of my real physical body’s breathing in contrast to my fictitious dream self’s body, therefore, in many cases, it is a simple factor of the emergent consciousness.
• Cats are associated with higher liminal space (between dreaming and waking) for a number of reasons, including the idea they “always land on their feet” (waking transition inner ear dynamics, that is, linked to the falling sensation that commonly occurs with waking and is purely biological). I associate cats with being most active at night and linked more to circadian rhythms symbolism of the dream state. They sit on a fence, the division between dreaming and waking. They are said to be “guardians” of the “underworld” (dream state analogy).
• In this case, the antlers (growing from where the cat’s legs would otherwise be) seem to be a metaphor for expanding neural energies (in real time in growing more aware in the waking transition), which are required to wake and use the physical body to walk, especially as the common preconscious embodiment is not otherwise present in this dream. This is easily proven by looking at a human anatomy chart to see the imagery is the same as from my dream. The dream state indicator of the bed (usually just the subliminal awareness of being asleep) additionally validates the overall meaning as does Zsuzsanna’s presence near the bed (as we sleep together).
• Interestingly, this dream also had the typical prescient layer (as the majority of my dreams have had since earliest memory, in fact, the main reason I developed an interest in recording them). One of our cats in real life, Franco (though which did not look like the cat in this dream) somehow injured his back leg and was not able to walk normally again, having damaged the muscles and nerves (which curiously did not seem to bother him as he got around as fast as ever, though I have never seen this happen to any other cat I have had in my lifetime.) Thus, even when a dream can be metaphorically analogous to the dream state itself and fully explained as such, some of the dynamics may still be literally precognitive, as I have found out thousands of times since early childhood.

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Last night I did lots of stuff, and thus got lots of XP too, and now I'm finally level 1 (and already close to level 2)!



So with each new level, I need 50 XP more than the level before to fill up the bar. Level 0 required a total of 50 XP, so now I need 100 XP to get to level 2. The blue line marks where I was the day before.

I may should explain what this square thing on the bottom means. I want to add something called "Lucid Points". I get one lucid point for either leveling up or having a lucid dream, so they're quite valuable. Whenever I get a lucid point, it will be stored in one of the slots on the right side of the square at first. After that I can "use" it by moving it onto a pixel in the square. Depending on which color I put it, I'm rewarded with something different. Blue gives me 50 XP, Red doubles the amount of XP I get for the rest of the day (or maybe the rest of the level?), Black gives me a special Challange (with lots of cool rewards for beating it of course), and Purple will give me two random rewards (so for example +50XP and a new challange). These rewards are of course very unbalanced for now, which is why I "stored" my Lucid Point for now (maybe in the future I will remove the storing slots for the sake of simplicity).
Oh yeah, I forgot, after placing the first LP, all following LPs must be placed next to at least one other LP. That way I have to plan ahead on what direction I want to go. :3

Like I already mentioned, I want to add challanges (may even adding the tasks of the month), as well as unlockables and maybe some kind of skill tree for different techniques like WILD, DILD, etc.

That's it, thanks for reading, criticism and ideas are very welcome!


EDIT: Dangit, I made a mistake! Already wondored how I could have so much XP within one day... xD
Actually there should only be 11 pixels filled in the bar, so I still have way to go for my next level... ^^' xD

I directed the bodypainter girl toward the Art class, letting her know I was already late and she could go without me,actually wanting to be alone. This was after speaking to Nestor about comig past California and Yosemite, and him wanting to know how much i would be saving a month, to which I replied 6k.

The organisers where young etnical guys and didnt seemed to care much how we created the pool.
I even over-exaggeratted the proccess and told him that i was to do some damage, which he non-chalantly ignored.

I took the big bag of bentonite clay and threw it into the middle of the makeshift square pool along with boiling water.
It filled quicky and Mel, Justin and other friends where soon immeresed and muddy, feeling the benifits,

I had somehow gotten away with stealing from work without my laidback boss knowing.
My girlfriend was also in on the plot and we planned to cash in on the affair at a later stage when things simmered down.
The prize was around 75k, and in order to procure the money I had to do some crazy things, namely:

- Jump off a high building with a parachute
-Betray a few co-workers that chased me down in the urban work setting
-Fly away from my problems using a plastic bag technique,putting them over my feet.
-D0 some solid espionage and hide the fact that I was the thief from co-workers and my boss.

The only problem was that in order to cash in I would have to leave and they would find a certain book behind(almost like a black bible) that would give me away. I toyed with the idea and eventually decide against it, and the money woud be void.

I the process of this decision a few memorable scenes where:
-Making my way over mountains to Silicon valley using my pump action leg flying skills
-Surfing and watching near perfect a frame with only one blue bottle in the water, and seeing it double up.
-Running away from civilization and getting stuck in 'the jelly cliff faces " that hung unbelievably on the side of the mountian

In parkland. I was watching people driving around in 4 wheel drives pretending to take part in some sort of military manoeuvres.
I was then walking off the park when a large Star treck type spaceship flew across and landed. A large crowd of people started gathering including some friends I asked how they heard about the spaceship and it was on TV already. I tried to film the spaceship using my mobile phone but it wouldn't focus and I thought I'm never going to get proof of this. The aliens started showing a film that was really boring and I was expecting something very exciting.
Then the spaceship took off. Next thing I saw it parked up on a remote island, Daniel Radcliff came walking past and said something about it being the second time he had been abducted.

Black: non-dream
Blue: non-lucid
Red: lucid

Dream 1 - Long hair
So I had a dream where I saw my reflection and I had some kickass hairstyle. I felt like a damn lion. My fringe was kind of short and spiked up at the front, the rest of my hair was long and straight but kind of flowed into spikes too. The appearance itself looked electric. I can't remember clearly but I think my hair was white too. I wandered around for a while thinking how badass I looked, catching snippets of looks into reflections from car windows and stuff. But I had yet to properly look into a mirror, and when I did... Man I was shocked O_O. Like my hairline had receded and it looked all weird, then I woke up... What a bad end to such a cool hair style :/

Dream 2 - dream fragment
I remember racing cars and stuff.. Super vague.

Notes: I've been reading A LOT lately, hours and hours and hours I've spent reading until late every night just completely immersed. That's why my dream recall has been so shoddy, as I've had a bad sleep cycle. I'm also quite indolent :/.

It's night time and dark, I'm in a a town center. I enter a bar. By a video poker machine a friend of mine puts in his few remaining coins, hoping to hit it big. To my complete surprise he gets a full house and the coins come rushing out the return slot, he and I both smile with excitement. I look at the people in it, they all look a bit odd, some are very short, others have weirdly exaggerated features, I see a few people in wheelchairs without legs. All of them are middle-aged men. The cigar and cigarette smoke is too much for me and I leave, out into the cool night air.

Outside as I walk down the familiar square, the light posts illuminating the street, I see small pictures placed around. They are painted by kids and look pretty abstract, they all have descriptions in two languages under them. Are they made by students of my old school?

By the train station where I left my bike there is a small, maniacal man on a bicycle, he's dressed like a biker with a leather jacket, a bandanna covers his face and he is wearing sunglasses. He is really annoying, driving circles around and around past people, he reminds me of a mosquito that I want to swat. As he passes me again and I turn to look at him I see a guy behind me kick him hard and the guy falls off the bike, what a relief. The maniacal guy gets on the bike again and drives right at me, I kick him in self defense, he hits my right ankle. I wake up with it feeling a bit sore.


In an episode of Rick and Morty, we are in some kind of odd, orange-colored place, the hills warp up and down. Morty is trying to get a giant boat into dock, there is no water though, must be sci-fi boats. In the large hangers I see each boat is named "Giant of the Sea". Rick wonders why all boats are named so lamely.

Gerry is walking around, the parking of the boats, or something else, has torn up the hillsides and the roads, he is pretty confused. An alien doctor gives him a drug that makes him totally content and happy. He continues walking, saying it's amazing that he can just be and feel completely contented, he doesn't even feel as if he'd ever want to take the drug again.

With my mom and sister on a train, outside it looks cold and sunny. We are sitting in the space by the door, as if the train is very full. A conductor comes by to sell tickets, I have no money and just ignore him. Right afterward a ticket inspector comes by, I feel a sting of panic. They check my sister's and my mom's ticket. When the bald, bearded and tough inspector looks at me, my mom says I live really far away, I'm just using this train to connect. I feign illness and a few very good looking female conductors in uniform come and help me out of the train and on to the platfrom. It looks like one of the stops outside the larger city, snowy and busy. I pretend I can hardly stand up and pretend to almost fall over a few times. I feel shame for doing this but also don't want to get a fine. Eventually when I get far enough from the train I "drag" myself away and thank them for helping.

My cellphone rings and it's my friend S who wants my opinion on a board game she is developing. She wants me to come over and take a look at it. I'm walking through the windowless halls of the train station, talking on the phone and at the same time trying to find my way through. I reach another windowless room where I can see a small nursery, orangey light comes from the fluorescent overhead lamps. Turning around to go back down the staircase I reminisce to S how I used to love board games as a kid and had a large collection, I see some board games on a small table before I leave the room, I'm glad she asked me for my opinion.

Buying lobsters and crayfish with my mom on sunny day, I didn't know she liked to at them. We go down a road by the coast where there are lots of wooden cabins that sell them. My sister is nice to me and talks to me about getting life on track. Isee a cousin of mine, there are DVDs on the table, I recognize Who Framed Roger Rabbit and some other 90's movies, haven't watched those in a while. I'm wearing different paired socks. I apologize about falling asleep watching South Park and leaving the TV on.


Sunset, images of a discussion on the religious experience on papyrus or parchment, ink words in Latin. I make out the word "DivinicusHorror", something about awe? Outside an apartment, there are people who live here that started a Reddit thread about the subject. I climb up the stairs outside and get to their door. I hesitate to knock, there are others here with the same thing in mind. As the rest leave I get a sting of courage and I knock on the door. It opens and a young guy answers it. I ask him "hey, heard of about your discussion. Want to talk?", thinking I have nothing to lose. He lets us in, and I start shaking everyone's hands. Some of the handshakes are awkward, our hands go in the wrong place but we nevertheless try to continue the shake.

More people come it. A group of girls come in and I meet one of them. She has a green dress and and I think she has red hair? I ask her where she's from and she says she's from Sweden. I get nervous, say I'm from pretty much everywhere. She holds on to my hand and I swirl her around and I sink into a hypnotic state, I look into her eyes and she continues, says she took the train here. As I swirl her around with my one hand I see her face begins to turn small and white and her eyes become beady and small and black, like an alien.