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1 May 2015

I find myself working at an above the ground mine. It seemed that many of the teachers/workers where on leave or sick.
Everyone was capitalizing on the long weekend and this left a group of us confused on who was in charge as superiors where minimal. Linds ran around sorting out things at a frantic pace, but not knowing much when I asked her what to do.
Reza and Mikey Roman with 80's dreads climbed the dangersous ladder that where laden with rock debris to be removed and proccessed. After climbing up to help i realised I had no saftey harness or hard hat..a recipe for disaster considering the nature of work. I climbed down the ladder and skateboarded toward a cave, trying a few kick flips on the way.

Inside was a man busy cutting smokey quarts crystals with a hand device. He tells me he's unable to help me find the safety equipment after genuinely trying. Suddenly there was panic in the air as a gushing river flowed into the cave threatening to drown us.

All turned to black.
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Brandon, my cousin, showed me a new haircut I could wear which didn't look half bad. Michael Roman and his girlfriend modified his dreadlocks 80's style, and I could apparently do the same.

My girlfriend and I went to the outer to rondavel bugalows and found a strange ladyboy in the room, looking at us with a prehensile appendage, sexually.

With group of classmates we drove for a week lasting school trip. The first day we were visiting a theme park. There were many attractions, like rollercoasters, gambling stands or punch strike meter. There was also a national park, with tree stands considered to be of ancient origin.

After the whole day, we went to a hotel and left our stuff in rooms. I had room with two other dudes, one was blond and medium built, and the second had dark hair and weight of a sumo fighter. I went to the bathroom, to take a shower. There were no cabins, only showers standing close. Due to this everyone took shower wearing t-shirts and underwear.

There were two bathrooms for the floor. I went to another, and saw that there are no cabins too. One of the guys that was going to take a shower told a joke. I can't recall the joke, but it made me laugh. I went back to my room, and checked my things. Then I thought "Have somebody took my phone?"

I found myself in third person point of view, witnessing a woman quickly cut oranges while preparing a meal in the oven. After a minute of seeing her do this, I zoom in to 1st person point of view and realize that she could be aware of my presence now. I hid under one of the kitchen counter because I didn't want her to know that a stranger had been here. I pop my head up and notice she was still cooking.

This was a good time to bail, I look around and found her front door a couple of feet away from me. I silently but quickly rush to the door in till I hear her foot steps hit the carpet. I glance at her to see she had just step in to the living room with a plate of food in one of her hands. I must've rush through the door as I went outside realizing that I had forgotten to lock her door. Now that I am outside I took the time to observe my surroundings. The clouds were greatly clouded and dark, appearing to be a thunder storm.

I decided the first thing I should do is look for my family. I ran pass a couple of out of place houses. It was odd, all of these houses seem to be place randomly in the grassy field. There no streets or lights just houses spread apart in the middle of no where. I finally came across a house that look similar to my parents but not identical. It look different enough to turn me away from the idea of entering.

After wandering around the grass more it came to me that I was lost. I decided I should knock on the door and ask anyone if they could help me find some directions. At first this seem like a good idea but I change my mind once I realize I didn't really knew the people around here. There's no telling what may happen and decided my best bet was to go back to the previous woman that had been cooking house to explain my situation.

I continue running pass the houses in a attempt to retrace my steps back to her house. I noted to myself that these houses sure seem old on the outside. Not appearing 21st century at all. After several more attempts at finding her house again, I end up back in back in the large open field. I could feel myself becoming desperate in till I saw a man run pass me in a hurry. That's when I heard a lot of screams below the grassy field. This made me realize that I was on a large hill.

I drop to the ground and began wondering what must be going on down there and why did I hear this just now. I then became lucid once I made the connection with the timing of my emotions. I got up from the ground and pursue the man that went down the hill. I found a bunch of the town folks on the bottom of a rocky shore yelling angry at a man who was holding a woman hostage by the neck at the top of a cliff.

I was then spotted by the mob to where soon one of them order me to be captured. I tried to make my way to the man holding the hostage, but running on pointy rocks was no easy task. It took me awhile in till I could reach him. One of the angry people from the mob grab my arm and not too long I broke free from his grip. I then reach the man and quickly push him down the cliff in till he made contact with the rocks below. I continue to then push the woman all the way down in till she to landed all the down to the rocks.

The mob now close enough to launch a direct attack on me proceeded to do so. One of the members in the angry mob said I was going to get screwed now. I didn't waste any time taking most of them out. I soon reach all the way to the bottom of the hill and they seem to be having trouble keeping up with me. Just as it look like I would have no problems escaping. There was one child standing in my way. He had white hair and was completely in white clothing.

He appear to be dressed like me, the type clothes we wore was very different from the people living here. In his hands was a rather large dice with the one number being mark in red instead of black like the rest label in the dice. Was that his weapon of choice I wonder? Regardless I was not going to let a child stop me right now. I rush at him and threw a couple of punches toward his direction, he made no attempts to dodge and took all the blows.

After that he made several attempts to hit me with his large dice. I dodge and dodge in till the next dodge I slip up and got hit by it on my head. The impact was much more than I imagine it would be. I was knock to the ground and could feel myself sliding in to unconsciousness. The last thing I could hear was the mob cheering loudly. I soon found myself inside father room, the lights were off. I then become lucid and stated I'm not ready to leave just yet.

I open my father door to see the living room lights were also off. I began thinking back about the recent events that just happen. I told myself that yea I should have no problems waking up and remembering all of it. That's when I notice the front door to the house open by itself. I step outside to confirm that it was night and that the sensations I was feeling outside were incorrect. It did not feel cold at all slightly warm. I continue walking up the road passing a few cars park around in till I actually woke up. Lucidity Time: 6 minutes

This must be the longest and most stable lucid I ever had! Not just that, it's the 3rd lucid in a row! I'm really hyped and pumped up about that as I really seem to be getting my old strengths back.

I'm not quite sure where and how exactly it started but the first thing I remember was in the desert.
I lucidly observed a guy meeting his father in some kind of shop and the father looked in utter surprise, and that surprise was utterly and ridiculously emphasized by the fathers face and eyes constantly expanding and morphing. The guy was called something like Abbot I think, and the father was called Akbarra or Akharra I think. Not really sure but all the names start with an A at least. The village I was in was called Aldiba, I'm a bit more sure about that at least.
(The names were likely inspired by the system names of Space Rangers HD)

Then I was outside, still observing in 3rd person. The story now revolved about a man and his wife, who were sentenced to death by starvation. They both were bound to small walls, and the were covered by a rugged piece of cloth, like half a tent, preventing anyone in the village to see them and vice versa. However the man had his brain and with that his essence/soul/whatever implanted into another person, that was also visibly shown by the person at one of the walls having an opened head and no brain inside.
(Mind you the scene was not gory, the art style was... unique, hard to describe. There was no blood and a much more purple color to the bodies.)
His wife however died without being rescued, and he only managed to extract her brain and took it with him. The dream did not state whether it was possible to revive her from that, so for all I know maybe it would've been possible in that dream land.

At this point I took on the perspective of that dude, albeit the actual plot the dream followed so far was pretty much dismissed. The new body was behind the wall the man was chained to, and I had to get away from the village (Aldiba). Behind the walls the desert started, so getting away was only a matter of 200m or so without being seen. The village seemed mostly empty, however there was a wandering merchant entering the village from the left but I managed to get away unseen. At this point I jumped my way through the desert, with the jumps almost being equal to flying. There were a bunch of annoying black dogs all around who intended to attack me when I came close. The first one followed me but I jumped down a steep cliff, being rather sure that the dog would very much dislike the impact, unlike me who didn't care in the dream. Not completely sure if it followed me but I think it tried, and then stopped following for obvious reasons. I think at this point a saw a forest bordering the desert to my left.
The next dog that tried to attack my felt my annoyance through a sand fountain propelling it very high in the air, for a certainly more than just unpleasant impact. The 2 or 3 next ones got the same treatment, albeit the fountains I called then were not as strong.
Then there was a lost dog trying to attack me. I jumped up and raised the sand along a bit, essentially burying the dog. Now I was standing on the border to a new territory. There was fertile earth and a few plants here and there. I felt the dream fading but stabilized by taking in all the details of my surroundings, mainly by moving further, watching the plants and loudly wording the details I saw. Eventually I think a reached a point where the earth kind of was on the roofs of buildings, a rather weird but interesting sight.

I went into a building at some point and here a lot of stuff happened of which I'm not completely certain in which order it happened.

I was in a staircase, and there was an elevator door, it was a normal single metal door which a big piece of glass allowing to look through. It looked somewhat dark and sinister. I considered breaking in and using the elevator or the shaft to get around but decided against it.
I'll describe the staircase structure from the point standing in front of the door. In front of me is the elevator, directly left to that were stairs leading down, directly right of the elevator were stairs leading up. 90° right and left from me were hallways to the rest of the building I think.

I was on a in between level and there were a bunch of dream characters. For some weird reason I thought about turning that place into a living space which... didn't make very much sense.

Eventually on that level I decided trying to summon my wife for shared dreaming. The dream actually gave me an interface, listing her artist name. The interface obstructed like 80% of my view. I looked at it and eventually found a summon button on the far left. After clicking it a piece of color was gone from the button, stuck to my finger as a small piece of paper. I consciously took notice that the dream basically giving me an interface made out of paper, which I found funny and interesting. As nothing happened yet I clicked the button again. Eventually she was summoned in a very fiery and somewhat flaming form, albeit the dream/my subconscious/something realized that it was not possible to actuall drag her into the dream and the avatar was replaced with... Samus Aran in her Varia Suit, albeit a somewhat more gray variant. I followed her, instinctively knowing though that I didn't manage to summon my wife. We ran past a bunch of people and my mother, or at least her voice asked me about the severe injuries of someone. That someone had his butt injured (butthurt pun? I wasn't butthurt myself though so no clue what or who...) but I didn't particularly care and responded that I knew about it, but didn't care, not intend on getting dragged into the pace of the dream characters and their weird antics. Eventually though the dream faded and this time I couldn't stabilize it again.

However it felt like a good 30-40 minutes of lucidity all in all, which is amazingly awesome.



3 days in a row I sleep with Chakra aligned minerals beside my bed, and 3 days in a row do I get lucid. Did the minerals help? I have a healthy amount of skepticism, but the results really speak for them self and the speak is more than just a bit statistically significant. Whether they 'purify my energy' or just cause a positive psychological reaction, I'll believe in the positive results.

Actually the title mostly sums it up already, the whole dream started with me kind of WILDing, albeit it wasn't actually a WILD as I did that from an unconscious sleep state. It's interesting to start a dream like that though. I was lying in a white room (totally unlike my actual room) and I tried to stabilize and get further into dreaming, and only in the beginning did I believe for a short moment that the room was my bedroom. I remember a slightly changing and weird shaped lamp or something in the room, I also think there was a large wood wardrobe.

Important to note, I had this dream yesterday, giving me 2 dreams in a row now, the last time that happened... I don't even know, it's been years.

I could only remember images in dreams and can't really remember it chronologically. I wrote everything I could the best, but it didn't exactly happen in this order.

Runner

I was going to practice running for track and field. I was taken to this ice rink area and the coach told me to run around here. I was with someone else I couldn't recognize. This person was running great on the ice while I was OK but going slow, so the coach was nagging at me. The scene changed and I'm in this house basement. There's a group of people here and they're encouraging me to go run around the school. Apparently this was the basement of the school. I was competing with some other people. I ran out an exit door and a kindergarten line suddenly appeared out of nowhere. I couldn't really run so I waited until I could go again. Now I was running on grass. Another line appeared again so I waited it out and got through. I went around to another corner of the school and stopped. There was a couple of people I know in waking life there, along with some of my family. To the right lead to an open field with a fence in front, and to the left showed the street and a bicycle rack. A friend of mine who I haven't seen in about a year now came up behind me and was asking me to do something.

There was another time where I was running around the school hallways and I seemed to be in the past because one of the people I was competing with the first time, who was here again this time, looked around a corner and found himself running the same way he was the first time. The "him" from the past just barely missed eye contact with him.

Had a bad recall this day.

Earlier: I heard about a plan for a new kind of TOTM on DV. Someone had come up with a single extremely complex and elaborate task that was broken down into about a dozen different steps, and the number of steps one was able to complete determined whether one got credit for Basic, Basic + Advanced, or Basic + Advanced + Bonus tasks. Someone who managed to complete the entire series would get credit as though it were a TOTY.

Later: I was at some kind of large event like a conference, and passed by a counter with a placard advertising a program or game called "BRAinixity." A list identified the first three letters as standing for the following descriptors:
• Big
• Regular
• Alteration

I gathered that "BRAinixity" was a kind of lucid dreaming program, and that these three terms described the magnitude of effects that practitioners might have on their dreams, depending on their level of accomplishment. I inwardly scoffed a bit at the idea that it somehow took a higher degree of effort or mastery to accomplish a "big" effect on a dream object as opposed to a minor "alternation," since I had time and again observed the lack of any such meaningful distinctions in the dream state, but I was nevertheless interested in seeing what the program was all about, so I decided to sign up.

A woman with short light brown hair was currently signing up for the BRAinixity program, and I was standing next to her waiting my turn. Since we were going to be on the same team, we exchanged introductions. She had a strong accent that made me think she was from Germany, and said her name was "Lalla." She explained that it had originally been longer, but that she had shortened it when invaders had attacked the valley where she lived. I understood her implications: under the circumstances, a long name would have added brief but unnecessary delays to social interactions. "Yeah," I joked drily, "You don't want to be standing there waiting for someone to finish pronouncing your name when you should be running away."

She finished signing up and the woman behind the counter began to take my information. I saw that I was on the "Cloud Valley" team—all the teams were organized by fictional valleys of various names, each of which accommodated about eight team members, judging from the number of lines on the registration card. Each team member was assigned to "Towers" of a particular color. Only the top line on my team's card was still blank, and since I was the last person signing up, I didn't have any choice as to what color my towers would be. I looked closer to see what color towers I'd be getting and saw "Green" next to my name, which pleased me, since green was what I would have chosen anyway.

"Green towers in Cloud Valley," I said aloud, liking how poetic it sounded.

+I am with "my family" that isn't my IRL family. I have parents, a little sister, and an older brother (one of the men is Bryan Cranston). We are eating dinner in a dimly lit room around a rectangular table. My brother and dad are across from me, my mom is next to me, and my sister is talking to us from a window opening to the kitchen. She shows us a piece of dark meat on a plate drenched in seeds. She says, "It's time for another ritual." My brother is jaundiced and his skin took on a dark orange hue, so we are referring to him as "The Bear". He became intubated and we assist him with some sort of ritualistic bathing process. Afterwards, when we get back to the table, he is very angry. My mother is frantically trying to change his behavior by doing a series of spells. She blesses the Mexican food on the table and we feed it to him. I am feeding him guacamole and potatoes.
+I am in a nail salon run by white, middle aged men. They brag about their environmentalism. Supposedly they have schutes to properly dispose of old nail polish and other chemicals. Their preferred payment method is in sex.
+I am getting ready for a class but I can't remember what time it starts. My classmates are there and my instructor M. was there. A classmate is complaining that my ziploc bags are difficult to close, unlike hers. I pack chicken for lunch and can't decide what shirt to wear.
+My sister gives birth, though she is standing and dressed. They hand the baby to her and she sobs, clutching it close. My mom yells at me to take the baby from her and do something. I grab the baby and am not sure what to do. I start cleaning the vernix off of it with its blankets but I run out of blankets. The baby is cold, naked, and crying. My mom tells me to swaddle it so I start to. My sister is now laying down properly and Dr. W says that the placenta won't come out and my sister is hemorrhaging. I open a 500 mL bag of Pitocin for her, handed to me by someone. I start cleaning up her work area for her.
+I'm shopping at the mall with a foreign lady. I keep seeing a Wet'n'Wild eyeshadow palette with a complete spectrum of colors for $50-60. Aunt L. asks if it's worth it and I tell her that it is. I want to shop but the foreign lady only wants to ride the escalators because she's never seen one before. I want to go up to the next floor and there is an escalator in sight but she heads towards the escalators on the other end of the building that are far away and out of sight. This happens twice. The escalators are unusually wide and very fast. As I'm going down one I experience a moment of bliss as I am able to appreciate the escalator from her point of view - new, exciting, mysterious, thrilling.

That midday nap yesterday kinda threw me off. I got some lucidity in though.

I was playing Minecraft digging a long tunnel deep underground, I think it was 3x3. I usually dig 3x3 access tunnels to my mines to this was not out of the ordinary. I wasn't placing any torches, but there were some places where I had mined into lava lakes and that produced some light.

I ended up mining into a large cave. I remember taking out two pickaxes and using them to climb the wall of the cave to get up onto another level. I started mining some of the ores when Sokka (from Avatar) shows up and starts yelling at me and giving me this really freaked out expression because I'm not mining properly.

He vanished or fell into some lava.

...

I appeared outdoors. I had no sense of where I was at first. Somebody (not me) said.

"We're on the night side of the planet. The sun will be coming up in a few minutes."

I looked up in the sky. There was this huge yellow-brown Venus planet and this smaller earth planet in the sky.

...

I arrive in some kind of basement or hideout. I feel like I'm still on the dark side of whatever planet I was on before, but now I'm underground. I'm also lucid for one reason or another. I remember the room being dark and having one table and two chairs. The only light is a single bulb hanging from a chain.

Manei is there, wearing what was by far her weirdest outfit yet. It looked like armor made out of a shiny silver metal with a scaled metal skirt.

"Okay... that looks seriously uncomfortable..." I remember thinking to myself.

I remember thinking of my old dream goal that I wanted to give her a headband, and that I wanted to follow up on that or hadn't done it or something. (Facepalms all around, I did that over 6 months ago...)

So for whatever reason, I decided that this time I was gonna make her a necklace. I found a copper chain, but that alone isn't really a necklace. I put it in my hand and closed my fist and tried to picture it becoming something more fashionable. What came out... uh... art skills, go!



"Ugh. I didn't meant to put my emblem on this time. If I wasn't so egotistical this wouldn't keep happening."

She took it and seemed really happy. But then when she put it on it somehow converted into a heavy metal collar and she started freaking out. I looked away from her and looked back and it was normal. (Gosh darn it I try do something nice and this ends up happening.)

"Sorry. I don't know what that was about."

...

There was some other part of this dream where I was flying. I was still on the dark barren planet, but there was one small square of green grass.

-WBTB-

I was leaving my Taekwondo studio along with my cousins. It was night time and I saw a female Darth Vader standing on top of one of the street lights. Yes, that's right. A perfect Vader, but with a female body.

She threw a smoke bomb and yellow smoke went everywhere. It smelled really bad as well. My aunt told everyone to walk in a line until we got out of the smoke. Everyone in the family got into a line except me. There were a couple random people that I didn't recognize at the end of the line.

I saw a light-saber blade appear out of the smoke and heard people getting cut and dying. Darth Vader was killing everyone in the line starting in the back. I told everyone to run.

Everyone ran away and the smoke cloud cleared away. I told them to run and I would fight. I was already semi-lucid. I saw a bunch of light-sabers in a pot in the landscaping of the parking lot. (Convenient...) I called one to me using the force. It was a double ended blue lightsaber. I turned it on.

We started fighting with lightsabers. After only a couple of strikes to one another, our lightsabers became toys with plastic blades. We threw them aside and started fighting in hand to hand combat.

I remember running at Vader and flipping her. She hit a wall. We exchanged a couple of punches and kicks; I dodged most of them. I tried flipping her again. This time she fell on the pavement. She staggered up. I kicked her back into the wall and then kicked her again in the face, causing her mask to crack. I didn't get to see who it was though.

...

It was daytime now. I was riding in the minivan with my cousins. They wanted to watch an avatar episode on the little TV that drops down from the top of the Minivan.

The episode was called 'Fat Zuko' and it was about what you would expect. Zuko becomes the fire lord and he becomes lazy and fat because he doesn't have to fight any more. Then he gets attacked by Aang and tries to run away but gets stuck in a narrow doorway and captured by the Avatar.

-WBTB-

I remember getting a tour of this multi level concrete building that looked sort of like a parking garage. except there were crops and flowers on all the levels. I was told it was eight stories tall, but I think it was only about five. I remember there was this pulley with all of these giant buckets on it. They reminded me of the buckets you see when you go to splash parks and they slowly fill then every once in awhile they pour.

The buckets would get pulled up linked to a mechanical system powered by wind turbines. When they got to the top and poured out the water would trickle down and water all of the plants in the structure.

Somebody was telling me how it was a new and environmental way of farming that used less space and energy. They said that it even worked for growing trees. They showed me this greenhouse section where they were growing oak trees inside. They said that they had to wait until the tree had a house-mass of wood. This meant that when you cut down the tree you would have enough wood to build a standard sized house.

The DC who had created it. (Marcus... this sounds like something Marcus would come up with...) showed me that all of the plants and trees were genetically engineered and grew withing weeks rather than months. The trees were also engineered to grow in about a month.

I remember also changed the genes of the trees so that the wood was bright orange colored so that loggers and mill workers would know instantly that it was from genetically engineered trees. Also, the wood was better looking that way, and furniture and decorating companies wanted to buy it more.

At the end of the dream I got shown to my 'Houselet'. It was essentially a miniature one room house with just a bed and a TV (no bathroom) built in a very nice natural setting in the mountains. My only complaint was that there was no bathroom

Upon trying to fall asleep, I felt a wave of vibrations over my body. My body rose up out of bed and landed gently on my feet on the floor. I walked outside to look for my servants. I felt somebody at my back. It was a little girl. "Where's your friends?" I ask. Before long, there are 4-5 little kids around me. What better servants! "Get me a drink!" I demand. A kid went to get a drink. "Get me an Orange genius phone!" I demand of another kid. I intended to use this to find Amelia Earheart. I never got it, though. I saw a strong looking man, the only adult. "Pick me up and carry me around!" I demand. He did this without hesitation. A kid came back with some dark chap stick. That was my "drink" I guess. I talk with the man how I've never dreamed of chap stick before while he's carrying me around. Shortly after that, I woke up.

Morning of April 30, 2015. Thursday.



This was an extraordinarily beautiful dream in every way even though it was about numerous tornadoes. The mood and essence of the imagery was near-ecstatic and the vividness was of the type where it seemed like a real environment in almost every way. It even colored my mood to where I feel a residual joyous nature and optimism.

In the first part of my dream, my family and I are living back on Barolin Street. We have different neighbors (the houses also being closer together than in reality) and across and parallel to the street is only a set of elevated railroad tracks about as high as a one-storey house and about fifteen feet from the street (the rest of the area being just grass). At first, there is a point where I marvel at the wind and its sound. It is a very strange and eerie sound but I am not concerned and in fact feel quite joyous when walking into the living room where my family is. I notice the neighbor’s curtains are blowing nearly horizontally out at least one open window. (I am mostly only aware of the neighbors to the north.)

Looking outside from the front porch later to check on the weather, I look to the south and see a few very light gray tornadoes forming. They are rather small and thin and soon seem detached from the clouds above them and seem both transparent and shiny. They follow a path on the other side of our street, moving in our direction. I start telling my family about the tornadoes but they do not seem as if they will cause much damage or go directly near our house (even though one clips the porch later in my dream). Even the wind they produce is not really that strong even though the sound is clear and loud. An unknown person (not a neighbor) sees me on the porch and as we talk, he says they are crayolas and not tornadoes and therefore supposedly not nearly as dangerous. However, large tornadoes do seem to be forming and going by us on the opposite side of the street. The imagery is mysterious and beautiful and it seems to be nighttime at this point.

A neighbor comes over and begins talking with me about the unusual weather (he seems concerned about what to do) and I mention that there are more tornadoes coming. He seems a bit confused and slightly annoyed and says that he is from New York and had not lived in Australia very long. It seems odd to me that he does not know at all what tornadoes are or what they look like. Although he is friendly, he seems a bit frustrated with our communications over time, not seeming to know anything at all about the region or the culture.

At one point, I notice what looks somewhat like a white squarish airplane on the ground across the street (more to the north) and point it out to him. I notice and describe the yellow and black diagonal lines on each side of the back area. About six or seven men are around it, seemingly picking supplies up from the ground and checking the vehicle. I soon realize that it may not be an airplane but some sort of rescue truck that went off the road. The imagery seems rather ambiguous. More tornadoes pass. One of them goes right across the front of the porch but does no damage.

For several minutes, the weather seems to calm a bit, but then I see another tornado moving alongside the elevated railroad tracks (but still touching ground) and making a loud clacking by pulling at the railroad ties and overall structure, much like the sound of a train moving over the tracks. This seems amusing to me and I even mention this to the neighbor. (I have heard in real life that a tornado sounds like an approaching train.) When I look out again later, I notice that a train has been derailed and is very close to our porch, the yellow caboose (hanging at about a twenty-degree angle) seeming suspended on a portion of ruined railing and debris to the left of the porch door. This part of my dream changes though, as it is not there later on. (I get the impression that I will mentally throw it to the other side of the street though I am not yet lucid.) An ambulance goes north at one point, very clearly and loudly.

At one point, I notice a female and about four or five of her younger children, who are apparently trying to escape by going north of the main tornadoes. At one point, they are lying over the street (heads mostly to the north) on their stomachs but not badly injured. I converse with the mother about what is going on and if they will be needing any help. It seems they will be okay. More tornadoes are coming, all of them beautiful and with almost “musical” howling.

I watch for what seems like a very long time. Even though I thought it had been nighttime at most points, the sky is eventually blue with white clouds to both the north and the south and it then seems to be “suddenly” late morning. However, weird dark clouds, almost like hands and fingers (each finger being a thin tornado, growing longer and sometimes at an odd angle), quickly form out of nowhere and the sky goes very dark again. This seems very strange and beautiful to me, but I start talking about how this cannot be normal weather.

At this point, the neighbors to the north (the unknown male I had talked to earlier, now with his wife and at least three children) come out and we all eventually go into my backyard for some reason, probably over concerns of our houses being destroyed. The male asks me why my wife and I had impersonated him when they had first moved in, seeming a bit amused but also frustrated (and slightly condescending in a religious or moral sense) about our behavior towards him. I have some sort of false memory to my dream’s back story (which had not actually occurred to my knowledge) that we had mimicked things he said in the manner he said them. The idea of saying “imitation is the sincerest form of flattery” to soothe his possible dislike of my family comes to mind, but I do not say it aloud.

In the last scene, I finally start to become lucid. I start to say aloud in my dream that it is a dream because the sky, as well as the weather in general, could not be like this in reality. I look to the south and see the dark clouds forming a penguin shape as if someone was making a crayon drawing in the sky. Other unusual cloud patterns occur, mostly to the southeast. “This is a dream,” I say to the other male’s wife. For a short time, her body becomes invisible as she is walking while her head floats along in midair. My family remains of normal appearance as we are walking around while I point out the impossibilities of the patterns in the sky.

Even though I am lucid at this point and my dream remains as vivid as it had been since the start, it is not a full lucidity, but skewed with faulty reasoning. I know for certain that I am in a dream yet also have this clear idea that everyone else (equally “real” as I am in my dream) is in the “same” dream. Right at the mental threshold of the contemplation of turning this into an erotic adventure, I wake instantly, probably because my dream had already been extremely long at this point. Still, upon waking, I feel joyous, healthy, and energized.

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Again, this dream has the sky becoming as if someone is coloring in a penguin. One of the photographs my sister sent recently (with no way of me knowing ahead of time that she would send me anything) is an old photograph which has me coloring in a penguin in a coloring book as a boy (which had been taken by my mother and sent to her at that time).

I was driving over to my gran and aunts house to visit them and my mom. I had my step brother in the car with me. It was night time when we got there and we pulled up outside the complex gate which is right at the top of a hill. A golf pulled up beside me in a place that would have been impossible in waking life. The woman driver opened the gate and rushed through to close it before I got through. I'm not sure how I contacted my aunt at first but she didn't answer. My step brother and I waited passing time in the car. I decided to send her an SMS telling her we were there after about 10 minutes. Every single word that I typed in the message was wrong but somehow I knew she would be able to read it. She still did not reply so i decided to get out the car and go ring the bell on the property. About 20 minutes had passed since we got there. When I went to ring the bell a man came up to me and told me to give him my keys. I refuses but he pulled out a knife. Surprisingly I have him the keys and spat on the floor in front if him. He went towards the car where my stepbrother was in the drivers trying to drive away but he couldn't since he's only 10. I realized the car doors were unlocked as well I also thought about how my phone and other stuff were also in the car. My step brother and I walked down towards my grans complex. I was shouting and swearing at the guy as I went to my grans place. The guy said that I must keep the keys and report the car as stolen. I found that strange but was in too much of a state to consider it. I went inside and I was told my aunt wasn't even home she was at Pep so she wouldn't have got my messages. I was really upset and I hoped that the axe immobilizer would kick in and stop the car. I discusses how strange it was for him to give me the keys back. On the screen was a Dota game with. 2 pl picks which I was also saying was strange.

I was in a world which had different races. I followed my race along a road until we came across another race of trolls. I can only recall fragments from this dream so I'm not sure about everything. The trolls were hostile so we climbed up on to these huge barrels that extended far into the air. The trolls couldn't so anything about so they marched off. On the other side was a huge horde of humans. In this world each race had a massive animal that protected them. The humans had a black Labrador which seemed more like a panther at most times. The dog jumped up the barrels and tried to bite the relatively small people on them. My people and I threw these human sized containers filled with nails down at them. It took us over a dozen containers to neutralize the dog and the human who lay in a bloody mess far down on the ground. Some other events occurred which I can't recall properly but we made our way down the barrels only to meet up with another race which was hostile too. I remember it was me, Daniella, Melissa an Conor who were trying to leave the forest with all these races. At some stage I was skating around on the ice and I launched myself into the air and got stuck on a tree which was surrounded by angry elves on the ground below it.

I was on the road near my old school when I came across a friends house. I went inside and there were a whole lot of people getting ready to go somewhere in their car. 4 boys were already in the back seat but I managed to squeeze in too. We went to some sort of fete. I ended up talking to my friends sister and her friend since he disappeared. They had watched a movie and were heading home so I said goodbye to them.

I was in a classroom with a whole lot of other people listening to a lecture. In front of me was a guy who had an auditing degree. He claimed he requires an IT degree and an accounting one to become an auditor. I saw a girl I knew from school and we talked about the degree I was doing and when we were both going to graduate. Someone can and tried to rob the lecture venue which looked just like my aunts business property.

Somehow this fragment links which one of the other dreams. I was with my brother and his girlfriend. We were inside the lecture hall when some buff bad guy came in and started talking to us. My brother and i went off with him and we meet his really pretty sister. My brother was upset about something so he had a few drinks and was drunk. Later I found him getting a tattoo at the same time with the buff guy which I figured he'd regret. Another fragment I recall is me hiding in the lecture hall from someone who passed us.

Awesome night full of flight! Almost every dream a flying dream….wow! Finally, a dreaming night worthy of my name!

+ flying/gliding, arms extended out "glider style", cupping the air in my hands, building up speed flying down then "pulling up" hard into almost-loops; fantastic amazing ski-jumping: hundreds of feet high and long, with friends including the cool beautiful girl, high-fiving each other in the middle of the jumps in mid-air, I'm doing awesome ski crosses and re-crosses; riding the tram back up from the base

+ with parents at childhood home: I show them I can fly: I do this by having them stand next to me, closing their eyes, then I levitate up into the air and say something, they will notice the sound coming from a higher altitude than if I were just standing, I feel like flying before bed-time, I want to fly up to my open bedroom window from the deck below but don't want others to see, I'll just fly right in later; amazing open vistas with flight (vague)

+ trapped on the bus, evil bus driver: my (false memory: Asian) family (mother, father, sibling?) is there. I want to get out. I open a window (old style school bus: two clamps one on each side at top of window), but it's too close to the bus driver and he closes it. I then open a window farther from him and I escape out the window. I jump into air to fly but stall right away just off the ground: I can't move [I'll get caught!], end up on roof of house nearby and the neighborhood kids come and hang out up there with me

+ hanging out with rich family in large room, the mother comes and carves the head off of the huge roasted pig against the wall, that's all she wants. I'm standing right next to it and I see it's roasted carcass, all the insides/guts have been removed. I see it's a female pig since it has "breasts", I closely observe the rest of the pig carcass: feet, chest, buttonhole ["you could carve that off and eat it if you wanted to! Ew!"], privates [yup, it's a female], a butler comes in and says "OK about time to start cleaning up this room"

+(f) flying fragment (perhaps start of next dream): in a vehicle, driving by deep gulley, urge to jump out and fly [DS!], I'm "stuck" on the landscape but I jerk myself free and blissfully glide over the landscape

+ flying again [woohoo!] at L.H. again swooping down gaining speed, and pull up high into near-loops, there are people on the ground, a bit tentative to go over to them where they'd see me, some see me anyway, I show off a bit; I'm on the ground with my [False] "Asian family," [I've been watching too many heart-wrenching Thai public service videos] the father is saying that in the morning, it's good to go out for a swim (but I want to fly?)

+ flying above the L.H., I land on its rooftop, hear announcement for a "Python" seminar(?), see girls inside L.H. though a window, and want to go to them, get semi-lucid, I jump down to the ground outside the entrance, and and think briefly about my legs because it's a long way down but they're fine, I feel the landing, I make myself invisible by making a two-handed gesture where I put my hands together in front of my face, and pull my hands apart in a straight line away from each other quickly. I then enter the building, and a guard closes a gate in front of me but I phase right through the gate. I'm now on the hunt for girls, I see people sitting around at exhibits. I keep my body incorporeal and invisible, but manifest my hands, and much fun sexy-contact ensures including full-on brief sexy time; transition to best friend talking about the "two-way channel" which I think refers to the v-jay.

30 April 2015

After the show at school was over, I was assigned to take the box full of yummy goodies and supplements back to the classroom.
The visual perspective and colour of the dream seemed sepia and olden days.
An old classmate, Andrew, asked if he could have the left over sweet potatoes in the box. I obliged, thinking to myself that
they would go to waste otherwise.

Once in the class where the drop off was to be made i began scavenging for the expensive leftover, putting the AFA-Blue green algae from Klamath into my pocket.There where others in the room watch, although they did not seem to care.

A show ensued, and a dramatic fight scene followed..the kind you would see in chinese movies. One of the female battlers wearing gypsy white pants did an upside down impossible helicopter kick. The sight was hilarious and I woke up in a deep and throat laugh, thinking to myself "you know shits funny when you wake up laughing".
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Liam had just started at a new car company working under an Indian man. He seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself, as did i just shadowing there for the day.
A randomised computer key generator was able to find the code to unlock cars cd player, one that was readily available on the internet. This was a surprise as other mechanics paid a pretty penny for the program.
A twinge of jealousy had overcome me as I knew he would be earning more than me, and Matthew would be going overseas to make some money and buy a new Audi hatchback.

We all sat in a circle and they played a drinking card game, Nehanda and Annette( although it looked like Mardy) included. A bottle of vodka was soon opened and Annette started to drink.I opted out as I quit drinking, but was quite disappointed and frustrated that Annette gave into peer pressure that easily.