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1. I was in Culinary Arts class. Everyone was in the kitchen and some of us were sitting down at tables while others where standing. Unlike usual, the tables that we sit down at were now in the cooking area and they were taking up alot of space. As we all either sat down or stood up in the cooking area, Chef Pellicano sat down in her seat at the front of the kitchen and started talking to us. As she started talking, she told us that we were going to be cooking today, but she didn't say what. Me, Dylan, Mario, Carlos, and Lucas were all sitting down at one of the tables. My other friend Kyle was not sitting with us. In fact, Kyle wasn't even in the kitchen yet, he was still in the classroom.
While we sat and listened to Chef talk, I ate Takis(hot corn chips) out of a medium sized red plastic carton. Suddenly Kyle walks into the kitchen from the classroom and goes up to Chef and asks her a few questions. Chef Pellicano gets furious and and tells Kyle to sit down and cancels our cooking session. She then gets up and walks into the classroom. Everyone starts talking and doing their own thing. "Dude Kyle, what the heck man. Now we can't cook" I say to him as I laugh over how stupid the situation was. "Dude, all I did was ask a few questions" he says laughing with me. I put my carton of Takis chips on the ground in the middle of the floor and leave them there. I then get up from my seat at the table which was directly next to my groups kitchen and look around.
I look at everyone elses kitchens and as I do I notice that there are a ton of dirty dishes lying everywhere. There are dishes on every counter besides ours and they cover the entire counter. There's so many that there are even dishes piled on top of dishes. These piles of dishes were at least 2 feet high. "What the fuck?" I say to myself in shock, "Where did all of these dishes come from?". I am now semi-lucid and I continue to look around. Dylan and the rest of the group are still sitting at the table not doing anything, which is odd because our group is always talking and on the move. I look to see who all of the people are in the kitchen and the ones I do look at I now. I see Winter, Breanna, Sophia, and a few others.
Just then, my alarm clock goes off in waking life and I get up for school.

Uhh.. I was snoring all night tonight.. I definitely didn't not remember any dreams..

I fell asleep around 4:00 and woke up around 7:00. Daytime naps almost NEVER yield lucidity, so this was a pleasant surprise.

I was walking along the bus circle outside the middle school I used to go to. Wham! Lucidity comes out of nowhere. I remember thinking I wanted to do the next Task of the Month. I saw it in one of ~Dreamer~ 's entries. The task being to control one of the four elements.

I knew that fire would be ideal since I already know how to get a flame going, or so I thought. I put my arms down to my side and jumped. "Flying on!" I was away. Moving at maybe 20 or 30 miles per hour 20 or 30 feet off the ground. I looked down to see that I was projecting no fire out of my hands or feet though. I was just moving along through the air by some other means.

I looked back up and saw that I was going to hit the side of the middle school. I put my hands out in front of me and reverse-trusted with whatever invisible energy I was using to propel myself. I stopped going forward and started descending. It took some careful maneuvering but I was able to set myself down gracefully.

To the dream's very little credit, there was one really cool moment here. I remember as I was getting close to the ground the leaves began spinning around me in two circles rotating in opposite directions, in much the same way you sometimes see those mini tornadoes of leaves sometimes in the autumn or summer.

I remember thinking to myself how when I fly, I don't always land properly. Sometimes I just cut the power and let myself fall into the general vicinity of where I want to be, allowing my invincible dream body to tank whatever damage that would cause. So a good, proper landing like this is something I don't usually wind up with.

I tried to create fire. I remembered a very early lucid dream (not in this DJ) when I was experimenting and building my flying technique. I would open and close my hand and every time there was this little cone of fire. I tried to repeat that. I felt the downward thrust generated by the flame, but no flame itself. Not even a spark.

The school bell rang and a bunch of DCs started to come outside. I remember one of them being this absolutely huge person (both in terms of height and girth) with long black hair and pale skin who was about 8 feet tall. He had a really loud deep voice.

"What's up?"

"What's up. Would you happen to have a lighter I could borrow for a second? I'm trying to... never mind."

"Naw, man! What's up?"

"What's... up?"

"See ya later man. Bye!"

"...bye?"

I think I asked a couple of other DCs if they had a lighter or a match that I could use to get a flame going. The other DCs just said no or ignored me.

I remember there was this balcony cafe type setting built into the side of the middle school. There is no cafe there IWL and it actually took away a big chunk of the second story of the school. I didn't fly up, but I did a sort of super jump, taking advantage of dream super-strength as well as well as the low gravity.

I bounded up onto the balcony. I then started flying from there again. I decided I wanted to leave this location entirely. After all, for all my hatred of my middle school, burning it to the ground might be a bit... well evil. I started to fly. The dream tried to shoot me backwards during my takeoff, but I caught it.

I started going up, but ceiling out about 50 feet off the ground. I tried putting more power behind my flight pushing straight up. It was soft barrier and for moments I could spring up to about twice my height, I would then get pushed back down.

"Come on... this is my dream! It's just a train of thought that I'm experiencing while asleep. There are no limitations, especially not one as lame as a fifty-foot flying barrier."

All of the sudden, I got the dream ending feeling. I thought for the first time that I couldn't remember when I went to sleep. (Because the nap had thrown off my sleep cycle.) I then realized that it shouldn't matter. I should DEILD.

"I'll just drop back in somewhere else!"

It didn't work. I woke up and couldn't fall back asleep.

Time to start again

Last night 2 tiny dream fragments that I don't remember in any great detail.

First one - Obviously influenced by the fact I was listening to breaking dawn on Audible while I dropped off to sleep last night, I have a vague recollection of dreaming something to do with Edward Cullen and I distinctly remember thinking in the dream that he was pretty creepy and did nothing for me

2nd One - Remember very little about this one too but it was something to do with me texting Andrew McCarthy (back when he was hot from pretty in pink) and pouring my heart out to him by text, to get a less than impressive response. I called him all upset, it turned out it was a total misunderstanding and he ended singing me to sleep in my dream with a beautiful song. It sounded a lot like the dwarf song about the misty mountains from The Hobbit, but it was in Gaelic.

Morning of April 29, 2015. Wednesday.



This was a mildly stressful dream with religious overtones (even though I am not religious by nature - though this is more due to the unexplainable events continuously experienced throughout my life).

In my dream, I am living with my wife (and probably our children) in Cubitis yet again. (I have not been there since 1978 and my wife has never been to America.) The area has a different feeling, though. It may be present time; this is uncertain.

A dark-haired supposed female classmate as she might appear now (relative to being near the correct age), though seemingly fictional, visits for some reason (or is possibly coincidentally in the area and I happen to notice her car parked just off the highway). I have an unusual idea to travel with her to town (even though I do not know her name as it is not mentioned to my knowledge), southerly, but which is also seemingly fictional as it is called Mayfair, not Arcadia. This is a bit odd as I have never heard of Mayfair in Florida or at least do not remember such a place name. I feel a bit strange at leaving my wife at the house, though Mayfair seems fairly close, less than ten miles away, perhaps. Best friend Toby T is in the back of my mind as well, and I recall that I have not seen him for years. I talk with the female about how I seemed as a child and throughout school, and no negativity is expressed.

At one point, after my dream apparently shifts, the female’s car is in a parking lot and we are ready to go on to Mayfair. As is typical in my dreams, the car is rendered rather oddly; way too small, and somewhat unrealistic in overall appearance. I have to get in by putting my left foot on the floorboard, which is all there is room for (seeming about the size of a smaller ride-on lawnmower at this point), and hanging on while remaining half in and half out of the vehicle. My female driver has to do the same thing, and after a short time, leans back to recline almost horizontally as she then begins driving the car backwards for a time. I had gotten the impression immediately after getting in that the car would not get very far from being extremely weighted down, but there is no trouble.

Later, things seem a bit more “realistic” as I then seem to be inside a seemingly normal car looking out the window. I see a lot of very strange, nearly surreal, light-colored buildings, some of which look made out of unrealistically close tiers of seashells. One larger building stands out a bit more clearly, but a lot of similar buildings appear over time. The area also seems elevated and higher on a hill (where there are none in any region near where I lived in reality).

We end up near an area that reminds me of my middle school and after a time, people become annoyed by things I am saying about the past and certain ideas and choices people made (in reality, many people I knew no longer live in Arcadia). I end up floating several feet above the ground and shouting things like “You are the ones who are evil, you are the ones who are bullies”, and so on (probably a highly distorted “replay” of the afternoon of March 15, 1974). This seems to have been instigated by blue light coming out of my left hand and getting brighter at times and thus people became suspicious even though it was related to healing intent. I then begin talking about the “bride of the lamb” (not in direct reference to Christ or the church in this case but a marriage of soul mates). I also mention my full birth date, which is apparently supposed to mean something to these people (though here it only related to pointless “news” such as: "A rare planetary alignment will occur during the winter solstice; it occurs every 24,000 years; at the end of the day December 20 2012, at midnight.“ - which is likely just misinformation by "doomsayers”).

I end up flying off with two people (one on each side) who I am not even sure want to leave Mayfair, but we do anyway. It is possible that the dark-haired female (on my left) is another version of my wife even though my wife also stayed behind in the first part of my dream.

Curiously, I found out that Mayfair is actually a hotel in Miami (nowhere near Arcadia, though) in a place called Coconut Grove, it seems. It looks like the same building (from my dream) though I am fairly certain I had not seen it before or at least remembered it.

Bad Driver

I was in a room thinking about falling asleep.I slowly started feeling I was in a dream and fell on another bed where another dc was present. I than left to go find Dawn. I ended up appearing near my house porch. Someone grabbed me from behind kind of ruff and it turned out to be Dawn. He than took me to a red sports car and sat me in the front than got in himself. He started driving fast but there were lots of slow drivers and a old lady in the way. He almost ended up hitting the old lady if i didn't take control. When he stopped he showed me to a apartment building and suddenly there was a shopping cart filled with bags near me. I decided to just bring it up and when we looked around it was a dark green apartment building and there were people in a line waiting to go inside a door."Why are we here?" I asked. But than this creepy music box song started playing."Oh, so that is why were here." i thought than called Dawn to come to me. He was with a group of other dream characters so i went to them instead. One of them mentioned how Dawn likes to change his voice from a scary guy into a scary girl. I than hugged Dawn and ignored what it said. When i woke up I was sort of in pain. - w -" If only i could stay in the dream longer.

Harassment

I was inside my house living room with my mom telling her about something weird that happened. The weird thing was that "when i went to answer the door a neighbor had to come by and ask our other neighbor what was the problem because my bottom lip felt real heavy." Than suddenly I heard the doorbell ring and my cousin who I will initial NE(Shes a few years younger than me) started calling me saying to hurry up and open the door because Chris's milk was getting warm. "Really? Do i really have to open the door for them?" I thought. After pondering it a bit i went to open the door. Her along with a bunch of other guys I assumed were my younger brother's friends than came in.

I went into the kitchen and noticed little girls playing with doll puzzle pieces. I tried collecting the pieces near the garbage and started to get the feeling they were mine. But than i just dropped them because the kitchen was now crowded with people. I looked around and noticed my older sister. She said hi and we started talking but than she started to talk with someone else than mentioned she was hungry. I found a cheesecake box with all sorts of cakes in it and offered her one.She took it happily and began to eat it. I knew others would want and asked my dad what I should do.When i saw a fat girl stuffing herself i decided to forget about it since they brought their own snacks.

At some point i noticed a guy climbing a building outside the kitchen window and asked my younger brother about it. He said it was normal and then the scenery began to change. My brother's friends jumped on a pole that led to a lower level in the house. Since my younger brother followed i did it too. We jumped down two poles and ended up in a huge, packed train station. I got the feeling there was suppose to be a event somewhere around. Maybe it was Halloween. I raced some girls down the stairs and swung on ropes that appeared when i thought about them. I thought about how weird that was but I also thought it was probably because i was just that awesome.

When we arrived where the trains were suppose to be it looked like a train station mashed together with a mall so we split up.I walked through the crowd until i stumbled upon a crew filming a show about a tall average black guy who i got the feeling was a priest.(Not by what he wore. More by how he looked) I wanted to walk through their place but not in the shot. The guy just walked in front of me and blocked me from going though. " I just want to go through." I said. He told me he wasn't going to let me through and grabbed me after sitting on the couch." Let go of me!" I yelled but the camera just kept filming even though i tried to show i was very uncomfortable with this.

Than suddenly the guy started humping my back so it was even worst now. Another black guy than came and told me that they were going to take me into a room where they could have fun with me. I managed to get away from the one holding me and ran through the crowd calling for help. But what i was really hoping for was my family to find me. The black guy who harassed me came after me and started saying all sorts of nasty things he wanted to do with me. Thankfully my younger brother came and asked me what was wrong. I told him that the black guy was trying to rape me. The black guy said he was going to have fun doing you know what to me in front of him so my brother hit the guy with something and i sort of tried fighting him too.

But than my younger brother took a barrel of cold water with ice, poured it on himself than tackled the black guy. I was surprised and thought it was some sort of secret power up for him. The black guy ended up being defeated but than my younger brother collapsed on the floor. I ran to my brother and tried to get him to wake up but he wasn't so i carried him in my arms and started asking if someone in the crowd was a doctor that could help me. No one in the crowd looked like a professional so i went upstairs. Hoping that if i could find my family it would be good too. But no matter how much i walked or called no one seemed helpful. Until I saw two familiar people. A old man and lady i know. " Can you help me? My brother needs to see a doctor quickly." I told them. The old man replied "Sure, we'll help. But everyone is getting ready to see the baseball game, you know."

I could hear the announcer of the game as we were walking through the crowd. But i stopped when i saw a familiar lady in the crowd. She looked like a doctor so i asked her for her help. At first she said no but when she saw us leaving she shouted for me to come back. She said there were a bunch of hospitals around outside but she would do her best to help. I told her my brother was really cold and suddenly he woke up, shivering and mentioned he was freezing. The lady took a white towel and put it around him. He than put his head under it too and i could see ice appearing around him and he looked like he was shrunk a bit. I thanked her and hoped we could get my brother to normal again.

Non-lucid
I'm at the theater, backstage. All of the thespians I know are back here, including Crash the dog. Since we're doing Annie, Mr. John needs him for the part of Sandy. Crash sits in a basket. I leave to go out front and watch the show.
It's a bigger theater than the one I'm accustomed to, and the seats are filling up fast! I decide to sit someone I've never sat, but once I get there I notice all of the seats are already taken. I look across the aisle to a girl who's a little younger than me, and ask "Can I sit with you?"
She smiles and nods, "Sure! C'mon over! You get to sit next to the bass player haha!" She pronounced bass like the fish, instead of the instrument. I sit in-between her and a boy around her age. The boy looks at her and says "Y'know I don't play a fish, right?" The girl laughs.
The show starts, but I talk to the girl. Apparently she paints, and she's showing me pictures of her paintings on her phone. "Well, I'm a painter myself..." I say, rather humbly.
"You are?! Do you have any pictures?" She asks with a big grin.
I nod and search through her phone to find the pictures of my paintings, but I can't find them. I find many pictures of a sunrise. But when I look closer, they're actually individual encaustic paintings of the sun rising. I look for them during the entire show, and I only look back at the girl once the show is over. I couldn't find any pictures. The girl has left, along with most everyone else, a few stragglers are leaving now.
"IS THE SHOW OVER?!" I shout to whomever is backstage and hear a "YEAH!" from a few voices.
Then, I wake up.

I finally completed this goal and now I can't remember most of the dream.

Though I do seem to actually be leveling out in nightly lucidity. I think the past four nights have all involved me attaining full lucidity for some amount of time. The funny thing is, I'm not even trying all that hard at LDing right now.

Anyways my goal was to meet up with my old dream guardian, Jack and either make friends with him or get him to permanently leave my dreams.

I remember being in my high school math classroom from senior year. Manei was there along with several other faceless dream characters. There was no teacher, the classroom looked like it was quiet study time or something.

She came up to me and pulled out this picture of Dawn she had printed on a card. In the picture, Dawn was laying across a table. He wasn't wearing any shirt and he had a cigarette in his mouth but wasn't smoking it. He had this really bored/unamused expression. Eye was leaning into the frame as well and had this really confused expression.

She tried to explain; using the picture as a visual aid (I don't see how that picture was of any help.) that the reason that me and Jack didn't get along was not because of any of the superficial reasons that I could come up with, but rather a lack of need. I don't need a dream guardian because I'm already more than capable of defending myself.

She went on to explain how the opposite is true with DawnEye11. She knows full well how to be emotionally intuitive and figure out solutions to problems in dreams, but sometimes has difficulty defending herself when danger arises. I be the opposite.

There was some other argument that she made as well...

"You do not admit it, always say you want to do everything alone, but you work better with partner. Not slave, not boss, but equal. If person bossy and dominant, you get very frustrated and fight them, like with Jack. If person submit to you always, like I did before, you feel too bad, no use power and boss them around. Thats what I here for. Be your equal."

(She worded it something close to this. Not an exact quote, just doing my best backwards Manei-talk.)

...

I remember being on what felt like a spaceship or space station. It also gave school vibes. I was looking for Jack in this long hallway with all of these doorways leading into little bedrooms. I found him in one of the rooms. He was playing Hunie Pop. He got really embarrassed and closed it out the computer.

...

I was talking with Jack and reading a list of reasons that I had wrote in my notebook for why he should be friends with me. I feel like I read the list two or three times.

In the end, he was about to walk out. We high-fived and I told him he was welcome to come back if he was ever needed, but that if he stayed around too much, us disagreeing was going to be an inevitability.

I false awoken. I was in a savannah area and I was naked. I then became this cartoon worm character and I was really hungry. I feel like I still had a little bit of lucidity.

...

There was some weird alternate part to the dream that I can't fit anywhere. I remember telling Jack that if he wanted a girlfriend he could have this: I then manifested a projection of the girl I crushed on in high school. It worked for both of us because he had someone that he could be with now, and I could let go of someone I was never going to get to be with anyway.

I think I might listen to ~Dreamer~ and try the TOTMs this month now that all my personal goals are out of the way. It will be good to work on some less demanding tasks while I work on building lucidity and recall a little bit more. I feel like my lucidity hasn't been quite as clear as it should be.

Stolen wallet

I was on a school trip to a huge metropoly. On the spot, I saw that it was only one shopping mall surrounded by wilderness. I could see huge mosquitos flying all around, and there were other animals too. With group of classmates from previous school, we went out of a bus, and headed for the shopping mall.

I went there with my friend. We took some baggages, as this was a trip for a week. We entered the shopping mall, which was relatively small place. We walked the stairway, it was really crowded. Suddenly I felt that something is not right. I put my hand into the pocket and saw that I have no wallet.

I told my friend about it, but he told me that I surely have it somewhere in the baggages. We went to the meeting spot. We waited for someone to tell us what to do next. I looked at the classmates, they were watching us and laughing for no reason.

I went outside, and saw my wallet lying in a little valley. I took it, and checked if something was taken from it. There was a picture of an ugly woman inside, and all the documents too. I checked if I still have my money, and someone took it. Suddenly two of the classmates appeared, and told me who did it. Angered I went on a rampage against the thief.

Holiday

It was during some kind of a holiday. Everyone was celebrating. I went to the kitchen and saw some pies and bottle of wine standing on a table. There were also some fruits. I took a melon with a hexagonal shape, and went to the living room. I sat on a couch, and ate it while friend of my brother was preparing to go. He looked a bit different, and was wearing black suit.

AWAKE/NOTES DREAM SEMI-LUCID LUCID


I did the jogging TOTM, but it's the end of the month already so I don't know if it will even count It was fun though.

I am outside. I see some toilets and they are pretty strange - I think that they are supposed to be used in public. My family was there. There were some tables nearby.

I am sitting on an iceberg. I can't remember how I got there but I am pretty sure that it was somehow connected to the previous dreams. I saw this hovering... thing. It was round and I think that it was supposed to display items in shops. It felt like it was normal. I got on it (I was semi-lucid at this point) and started floating somewhere, but it was a bit slower than Id like. I decided to go into the shops to get a faster one so I could fly around. While I was in the shops I gradually became fully lucid and tried control the dream more. I remembered the TOTM where I needed to jog as far as I can, so I ran out of the shops. The sky looked like a childs painting - there were many rainbows and smiley faces, and it looked as if it was drawn in crayon. The dream wasn't really clear so I stabilised it, but then I "realised" that one of my eyes was closed so I opened it. I was jogging along a path in a big feild. I soon reached the end of the feild where a big river started. There was a city in the distance. I created a path in the water and jogged along that path until I reached the other side. I saw a bunch of ports for ships so I tried to land on one of them but for some reason I flew left uncontrolably. It stopped but I was losing lucidity. I was trying to land on the path. It was quite dark and there were a few houses along the other side of the path. The atmosphere was a little unpleasant. I grabbed onto a branch but my hands suddenly started going numb and I thought that maybe there were some poisonous insects sitting on the branch, but I knew they wouldn't harm me because it was a dream. My hands and feet started burning (not literally - it was just a sensation) and I flew around. I soon "woke up".

I look at the clock and it is four-something, I'll have to wake up in less than two hours. I write some key words from the previous dream so I can remember them later and "fall asleep".

I am in school, I think. A guy comes up to me and asks whether he can borrow my inking pen to ink his drawing. I say no (I don't usually let random people borrow my art supplies - they might be to careless with them and break it somehow). Declan (a stupid guy I dislike) comes up to me and asks whether he should ink his drawing with a 0.8 or 0.3 inking pen, while holding one of my inking pens. I tell him that he can't borrow either, and that if he wants to ink his drawing, he can buy a cheap inking pen if he doesn't want to spend too much money. He doesn't want to buy it so he continues to annoy me. I tell him to use a black pencil then. He agrees to that idea.

I walk into a shop (declan is still there) and I see the lady who sells the food. "You can take a gift if you want. Choose something you like and you can have it for free." She says. I think it had something to do with easter. I consider taking a big chocolate egg, but I don't want to appear greedy so I choose something else.

I am in a building with many bunk-beds. There is a creepy atmosphere. I am semi-lucid, I think. I crawl on the walls and ceiling and then in one of the rooms there is a dead elmo bed and I at first put my bed stuff below it, but decided that I did not want to sleep in a creepy room like that. On the ceiling there were things made of pipe-cleaner craft things.

After this dream, I woke up and looked at the clock and it was around 3 am. I realised that the previous time I woke up and saw that it was 4 am was a false awakening, which means that I really didn't write any notes on the previous dreams so I had to really try to remember the lucid and try to piece together the events. I am going to do a RC before I write down my dreams from now on so I don't lose any details because of a sneaky FA.

Nearly forgot to write this one .-.

Searching

I remember having a lucid tonight but I forgot the first scene so this is a dream scene change where I retained lucidity from the last.

I was on the sidewalk. There was no one else around me and I was walking down the street. I remember wanting to look for my subconscious again, but that's when a car passed by me. The woman driving the car was literally staring at me. Now that I recall it, I felt as though she had this evil presence and she put her head out the window when she passed by me just to keep staring at me. But it didn't bother me at the time because I knew it was a dream. More cars started to drive by the road and I stopped a car to find a chubby man driving it. I asked him what he represented, but he didn't really give any significant answer. I left back to the sidewalk and decided to look around the grassy hills on the other side. I kept trying to look but couldn't find her (my subconscious). There was suddenly these people in a cafe, but I can't really describe it. It was as though I was in a cafe, but I felt as though I was still in the hills. I forgot everything after this.

Don't come

I woke up in my house. The dream was too hazy for me to even think about it being a false awakening. Also, I woke up in my parents' bed. I got up and then someone said I had to not go to the next room because there was someone there and she was busy with something. So I waited and she finished. I went to the bathroom, but I could not recall any experience with mirrors there.

I also remember getting some riot points and wanting to buy a skin (League of legends.).

1. I had just walked out of a really big building that resembled a city-type apartment. Suddenly I become lucid. I look around to see where I am. I see that I am in a huge city that seems quite modern. Everything is super vivid and feels extremely real. The sky is overcast with gray clouds and a cool breeze blows through the streets. Everything is very active as well. In front of me I see a convoy of 3 taxis drive past me. All of these taxis were an orange yellow color and had a perfect paint job. I walk across the street when it is clear and go to the opposite sidewalk.
I then make my way to the center of this city. As I get to the center, I see my friends Trey, Joseph, and Dylan. I walk over to them as they are all standing in a circle, and I start talking to them while maintaining awareness. As we are talking I constantly check out my environment. I look up to the sky again, but this time I see no sky. Instead, now there is a metal dome covering the entire city. The ceiling of this dome is way high up. Trey asks me a question, "Cory, wake Dani up for me". I then actually remember that the dream before the dream I am in now, was where me Trey, Dani, Dylan, and Joseph were all in a room and talking. In that past dream everyone went to sleep. Everyone except for Dani made it into this dream I am in now. Either that, or we just haven't found Dani in this world yet.
"Trey dude, I can't do that" I tell him. The fact that I am actually in this dream because I went to sleep in the dream before amazes me. This is inception type stuff. I then get a strong urge to fly, so I crouch down and stick my fist to the ground. I feel power race up through my body from the ground and I take off and start flying to the ceiling of the dome. As I am doing so I remember feeling the distinct feeling of flying and a ton of positive G-forces against my body as I continue upwards. It all feels so real. I am proud of myself that I am now flying without a problem because I know I can do anything and I no longer doubt myself.
Quickly I make it to the ceiling of this dome. As I get to it I slow down and gently touch the ceiling. All along the inside of the dome ceiling there are steel support beams to support the structure. I grab onto one of these beams and hold on. Now I am merely holding onto on of these beams and hanging by it. I let go and gently float to the ground. As I do I notice that my good friend Patrick has now arrived at the scene. As I land on the ground I look to my left and right and I see many swat vans pull up and swat soldiers get out and start running around the city. I am puzzled but nonetheless interested.

poor early recall, just two snippets, fairly great very late with a lucid and TOTM fail

+ driving in traffic, avoiding following the crowd, long short-cut but empty roads, gas station at end of road, technician there gets extremely pissed at me for standing on his work, another guy gives me super strong solvent that eats through the bottle and gets on my face and hands and burns me

+ sweeping straw of the floor, use a vacuum(!) "Hey who thought to use a vacuum bag!?", enter room, people at a table stop talking, I vacuum stuff on the table, think I've vacuumed up a gem, empty the vacuum and a small pile of shiny lovely colorful cut gems pours out and I try to figure out which one belongs to whom

+ standing on roof closely studying shingles/structure: rainwater channels, shingles are dirty & should clean then, concerned about that giant tree limb overhead, could smash our house, is that our tree? yes

+ playing in orchestra: conductor indicates "free play solo", I read a low-A and a middle-C whole note on the sheet, a wind instrument also plays

+ In childhood home with DaBe (univ. gf.), she's thinking of transferring, I'm sad, another guy comes and sits, I make a fart joke and sound about him, DB kisses me on cheek, sits down, calls me to her, I sit & get close and touch her, see the guy standing in the room making obscene movements.

+ preparations for the mayor's investment ceremony in large outdoor/indoor area, stick around for the free food, sleep/nap/meditation time but the women won't stop talking, woman comes out of toilet pulling up her pants & people laugh, boy jumps on parents, son S2 tells me of the 3 twin guys who got a girl pregnant but turned out gay.

+ in a bathroom/outhouse at the end of a long wooden deck on a hill, closely inspecting the magnetic lock at the top of the door that needs to be re-attached, maybe nails will work

+ (LD #108) in apartment with wife, urge to fly, test it, yes can fly!, fly out, review TOTM goals, swimming pool manifests up ahead, land there, "stick to the plan!", distracted by girls, then distracted by fight (which I start), bus zips in & wife gives message and bus zips back out again

Melatonin night, late to bed, so dreaming a bit scattered, but lots of scenes, and a short lucid finally

+ in car sister's driving down "her driveway" into her home, it takes a really right-angle right turn, she has to perform a 3-point turn to continue, there's under an inch of clearance on both sides of the car

+(f) avoiding some chasing baddie, maneuvering on the other side of a concrete hole in a wall to stay out of his line of sight/fire

+(f) ocean?

+(f) sexy time: finger into (ahem), feels a bit crusty on the outside.

+ trying to ski/slide down a hill from the top people always get in my way

+ TZ has fallen down, I pick her up to comfort her, holding her in my arms I walk around the garden getting her to show me the places she likes

+ (lucid #107) passenger in car on freeway, driver misses our turnoff, then misses a last-chance exit again, another passenger upset, I say it's OK we'll just have to go a ways before we can double back, stop atop the path with a view of the full complicated interchange, "It's quite the pretzel!" I say, other drivers stop behind us, I'm observing the roads and paths in great detail, sitting in car with other passengers I get the feeling "this is a dream-like scenario", nose pinch, bit vague, do it again, decide I'm dreaming, get out of car, think what to do?, hop into the air and transition & lose lucidity

+ (commercial?) girl arrives home, man dresses in her clothing as a joke, photograph moment, some advertising jingle about "moments in life to remember"?

+(f) the guy was tricked by the bad girl, he had to get a new (French) passport, but even on the passport it shows him as the "ringleader" of the girl's gang

Morning of April 28, 2015. Tuesday.



This is a series of three dream events that are not directly related. The first is a love-making scenario with wife Zsuzsanna in a completely unfamiliar location indoors. The bed, which is in a corner of the room, is at least twice as wide as it should be and a bit longer.

Later, I am in the front room of our present home on W Street and my old foreman from La Crosse (Pat, deceased) is there, standing closer to the front door. There are at least five or six computer towers with the cases off that he (and perhaps myself) is supposedly responsible for fixing up or upgrading and they are all sitting upright at random angles on the floor. All of the computers seem to belong to an unknown female, possibly a businesswoman involved in production of the (unknown) company. The scene is somehow related to a new computer game or new technology related to computer games which is not yet released to the general public. However, there is confusion over the work to be done as I look on. I know there is something about an internal data bus related to the work, though there is writing on the back of each computer tower near the top and by the power supply (which seem to not be operational). Soon, there is confusion over what is being referenced, as I realize that “bus” is an anagram for USB. Therefore I start to reason that the work involves a universal serial bus. I look on the back of a couple of the computer towers and see various forms of fictional “words” made with the letters from USB; seemingly random patterns like UBSUBUU and similar, usually with an unknown female’s signature, which I do not quite understand. Part of this is vaguely precognitive, as my oldest daughter’s computer’s adapter stopped working earlier this morning and she needs a new one.

In another scene, I seem to be at our present home, though there is no furniture in the area I am in. An unknown male (possibly Pat again; unsure) has a watering can indoors to my right. There is a large potted plant near the west wall also to my right. I am working while sitting on the floor with some sort of device that edits digital movies. For some reason, there are two parts of the movie that, when the frames begin in a particular section, actual water has to be poured onto the device to go into the movie (which does not make any sense, really) in that set of frames only - to only cover a certain number of minutes. I think one part is a scene where my two youngest sons are outside playing with a sprinkler or garden hose or at least playing or walking around outside. The other male splashes some water on the floor with the watering can but also waters the potted plant fairly well. (Often, the sound or awareness of water makes me lucid, but not in this case.) I wait so that I can use the watering can to properly “edit” the movie but wake prior to this task, having to go to the bathroom.